𝓈ynopsis . at your company’s afterparty located at your boss’ luxury mansion, the head staff & your co-worker lee heeseung excuses himself to head to the restroom. he doesn’t return after a while, your curiosity causing you to go search for him in every room in the house, pausing when you hear whiny moans from the guest room. ✧ ㅤ𝑔enre . smut , co-workers to lovers 1.9k
𝒸ontains . oral ( m . receiving ) , masturbation , drinking , fingering , unprotected (do not do this i beg) ++ MINORS DNI
𝓅airings . coworker!heeseung x fem!reader
reminder . everything here is FICTIONAL, meaning NOTHING HERE IS REAL!! these things never happened. if u dont like my work dont read it pls & ty !
“y/n..” heeseung huffs, legs spread on the comfy mattress of the bed, lewd wet noises audible as he pumps his lengthy shaft with his head thrown back. panting and sticking his tongue out while moaning your name, if you said your panties didn’t stick to your wet clit from the sight you’d be lying.
his face; it’s flushed out; a pink tint casting on his cheeks as an effect of the alcohol. his hair’s disheveled, tangled and messed up. you observe as his chest rises and moves down each heavy breath.
is this the heeseung you saw just thirty minutes ago?
“cheers!”
clinking glasses, strobe lights, and the overwhelming smell of alcohol, all blocked out once you spot your company’s secret weapon amongst the crowd. heeseung, in the flesh. holding a shot glass, he chugs it all in one go, a drunken smile plastered on his pretty face.
abruptly, you get shoved to the side, sending you stumbling and your drink sloshing out of the cup. “hey! watch it!” an angry voice snaps, before you could muster a response more and more people push you out of the crowd, amidst the chaos, fate eventually draws you to lightly collide into heeseung.
you wouldn’t say you were unknown in the company, but you wouldn’t say you’re well-known either. you’ve gained several achievements for them, but you’ve always brushed it off.
“woah! hey! y/n?”
a heart fluttering voice drowns out the blaring music, and your eyes lock with heeseungs.
gradually, you two get deep into conversation, that’s until heeseung excuses himself for a quick restroom break.
he doesn’t return after about twenty minutes, and your eyebrows furrow in concern. “hey, i’ll be right back i’m gonna go check where heeseung is,” you spit out to your friend and hurriedly dash to the dimly lit mansion hallways, where all the rooms are located.
scrambling to search, eventually you discover a cracked open door, the lighting from inside the room creating an illuminated light source from the gap. whiny groans are evidently audible, which brings you back to the current situation.
you could cum just from the sight of him, oh his angry red tip oozing out precum almost made you snap. your hand slowly snakes down your body, to your inner thighs and—
heeseung’s gaze darts toward the door, spotting you peeking through the crack of it. your breath hitches in your throat.
he doesn’t stop, instead simply slowing down his pace and maintaining eye contact with you. “mm y/n?” he speaks, tone playful, yet sultry. you timidly creak the door open.
you don’t know how, but you don’t wanna think about it. not when heeseung has you between his legs with his cock in the warmth of your mouth. the angle’s perfect—he can see your breasts from how you’re laying on the bed. you lick off precum from his tip, gaining a moan from heeseung. it doesn’t take long before you fully engulf him in your mouth, lips enveloping his wet tip. you don’t even think about attempting to fit him all, he’s long, and he knows it.
your eyes trail up at him, observing his tuxedo slightly open, providing a perfect view of his beautifully sculpted abs before creating eye contact. you bob your head on his cock and he throws his head back, tongue positioned at the corner of his lips. “urgh y/n,” he groans, closing his eyes shut. you give an unconscious smile, strategically licking and hollowing your cheeks as you dip your head down to fit him in. the walls of your warm mouth sucking his shaft sends him in a daze, panting uncontrollably. you grab onto one of his balls, fondling with it as your other hand grabs onto the base of his cock to pump it.
heeseungs hands instinctively make their way to your hair, slim fingers weaving through your hair strands. he tugs on it as a cue to keep going. you feel his cock twitch in your mouth, and you hum around him, the vibrations eliciting an additional deep groan from heeseung. “mouth so p-pretty..” he stammers, lightly thrusting up into your mouth.
you take him in further, his tip hitting the back of your throat. you gag around him, and heeseung’s grasp on your scalp only tightens. pleasure overrides heeseung’s system, wishing he could burn this experience into his head permanently. the slick from your pussy’s running down your thigh, your hand moving from heeseung’s balls to your clit, gathering your wet arousal to use as a lube. heeseung nearly gets lightheaded at the sight, so drunk with the feeling of your hot mouth on him.
your head’s fuzzy, only concentrating on the desire of pleasuring him. the room’s walls vibrate from the piercing speakers, music muffled and tuned out by your ears. you build a steady rhythm, your mouth and hand moving in sync. “that’s it.. m-mphh, that’s a good girl..” he lowly grunts, guiding your head with the grip he currently holds on your head.
“d-deeper for me baby, mh?” he commands, fingers combing through your hair. his whiny voice, so melodic to your ears. like a puppet, you lower your head, stretching your mouth wider. heeseung’s head spins, head falling against the headboard with a thud. he shudders, a wave of overwhelming heat flowing through his veins. “mmhh im close,” he warns, and you only take him deeper, his eyebrows furrowing in pleasure.
“look at me baby..” he coos. your head rises to his tip, swirling your tongue around it before looking up at him. he grabs his work tie, dragging it down to loosen it.
in an instant, heeseung flips you over on your stomach, grabbing onto your thigh with an inhumane grip and rising your lower half up doggystyle. he captures the waistband of both your cruelly short skirt and panties, sliding them off of you and on the floor. “lace, huh?”
the tie was merely a distraction.
“h-heeseung, what are y—” a choked moan falls from your lips as his cock bottoms out inside you, your warm walls pulsating around him. “sorry baby..” he grunts. “need to cum in your tight little pussy, that okay?” he gives a smirk once you nod. “m-mhhm.”
“that’s what i thought,” his voice rasps, hand holding onto your hip. “so soaked for me already,” he chuckles lowly, beginning to slide out of you. an unconscious moan escapes you, burying your face in the sheets. “mm i barely even done anything, so sensitive..”
you can feel all the veins running through his shaft the more he moves along your walls, wet noises occurring because of it. “h-hee..” you blurt, shutting your eyes when he begins to slide in you again. a hushed groan slips out of heeseung, your tight pussy made for his cock. he stares down at where your bodies connect, mouth gaping open at the hot sight. he thrusts in and out of you, spectating his balls slapping your skin. “oh your n-nasty, baby,” he teases, giving you a light slap before increasing the speed of his pace, making you grip the sheets.
with just a singular thrust, he reaches places you never even knew existed, it sends you spiralling. drool spills onto the blanket your face is hidden in, muffled babbling just barely audible for heeseung to hear. “hm? what’s that? can’t talk?” heeseung taunts, slamming into you, drawing a whine from the back of your throat. “that’s my loud girl..”
he pounds into you, nasty words coming out of his mouth not at all like the professional talk you hear him say at work. your walls hug around him, body leaning forward from the force of his thrusts. your breaths come out in shuddered gasps, uneven and short. “n-nngh, hee!” you cry, the hue of your knuckles turning white from the grip you have on the sheets.
“th-that’s right.. say my name,” he pants, his cock dragging in and out of your gummy walls. “l-love this cunt,” his jaw tenses, nails digging into your hips. your pussy practically sucks him in, heeseung taking in the view. he restrains himself, holding himself back from taking you right then and there, but once he hears the faintest ‘f-faster’ from you, he loses it. “yeah? want more of my cock, baby?” his coarse voice just makes you wetter. “y-yes! wan’ more, hee..”
“gna’ ruin this p-pussy..” he pushes himself into you repeatedly, a messy and sloppy pattern. his mushroom tip abuses your now swollen cervix, mewls spilling out of you. you chant his name like it’s the only word you know, dumb on his cock. “lift your head up.. wna’ hear you..”
you submissively obey, earning an amused smirk from heeseung as your head rises from the sheets, revealing your hooded eyes and your mouth gaped open. your wails reverberate off the walls as heeseung unintentionally reaches your sweet spot. “s-seung! r-right there.. ha..” you cry, lips parted with drool on the side of your mouth. he drills into your g-spot with unsettling precision and accuracy, choking out whimpers of ecstasy.
heeseung savors the sensation of your warm walls clenching around him, hips mindlessly bucking into you, drowning in pleasure. “s’ tight,” he grumbles, practically hammering your g-spot. you feel a coil in your stomach just waiting to snap. “h..haah.. heeseung! ‘m c-close,”
heeseung inhales a sharp breath, head dipping down. words get coiled in his throat, his hips stuttering as both your orgasms take over you. your turns vision’s blurry, ears ringing and body going limp when he paints your gummy walls white with his load.
despite the pleasure overriding and overtaking heeseung’s veins, he manages to gather enough strength to watch as your cum slides down his cock. he pulls out, sticking two fingers in your sensitive cunt and licking the white liquid clean. your mouth slips out incoherent words in a whine.
“taste so good too..” heeseung snakes his veiny hands around your waist, pulling and positioning you on his lap, the side of his length rubbing your clit. he takes ahold of your chin, turning your head towards him. his teeth tug on your bottom lip teasingly before slipping his tongue into your mouth and practically devouring you.
you moan into his mouth, and he swallows every single one. you feel his warm fingers on your cold skin travel down to your inner thighs. your mind spins, unable to comprehend his fingers pushing into you and him sucking on your bottom lip.
“h-hee..” you utter breathlessly in between one of the rare occasions he lets you breathe. he pulls away from you, a drunken smile on his face. he takes his fingers out of you, placing one near your swollen lips. “taste yourself, you taste amazing.”
your doe eyes stare up at him, simultaneously licking your own cum off his fingers. heeseung gets lightheaded, so pretty and perfect for him. he sucks your cum off his other finger, eyes shut as he savors your delectable taste.
he bury’s his face in the crook of your neck, giving open-mouthed kisses, murmuring sweet nothings.
“promise me this won’t be the last time we do this, hm pretty?”
If there is any authors who read this.PLEASE MAKE CHUBBY X READER TYPE OF FFs. Like a cute couple type of deal or anything- anime x chubby reader or something. Or kpop x chubby reader type of deal
Hii! Sooo I'm gonna be honest...my cousin who I am really close with is getting married really soon so the feelings of love is very much in the atmosphere so I couldn't help but write a proposal fic for Wonwoo.
It's also an early Wonwoo Birthday special!💗🌠✨
Here you go!
Genre: Romance, proposal au established relationship, fluff, love.
Pairings: Boyfriend!Wonwoo x named reader
Warnings: Lots and lots of fluff and emotions (ps. I cried writing this)
Song recommendations: Yesterday by Jay Park
The whole of Seventeen and their spouses were currently all laugh and smiles as they celebrated the birth of their leader and best friend Seungcheol's first child, a baby boy given the name Seungbin. Seungbin was currently smiling in the arms of Hyemi, Wonwoo's girlfriend of 6 years. And from a distance in the kitchen island, Wonwoo fondly watched the love of his life cradle his leader's child ever so lovingly.
Wonwoo's
I smiled as Hyemi carefully held baby Seungbin in her arms, smiling when he reached for her face. As she continued playing with him I couldn't help but feel my heart swell at the thought of her as a mother, she'd be the best mother in the world. I was deep in my thoughts when the sound of a chair being pulled brought me back to reality.
"I could see you smiling from the back." I smiled at Mingyu's words ashe leaned on the kitchen island and looked towards Hyemi.
"If I'm being honest...you and Hyemi's love for each other keeps growing stronger and stronger with each passing year." I chuckled at Mingyu who hit my shoulder.
"Of course it'll become stronger." I said as he shook his head.
"You two have it real good...ever thought of...you know...proposing?" Mingyu asked causing my brain to shut down.
"I uh...don't really think about that too much..." I trailed and felt my face and ears heat up as Mingyu gasped.
"What? Never?.....I mean you guys have been dating for...what...4 years-5?" he asked as I shook my head.
"It's 6 years." I said as he pointed at me.
"See! You've been dating for 6 years already...maybe it's time to tie the knot?" he asked as I thought for a moment and cleared my throat.
"I don't know...if Hyemi's ready then...I'm ready really...." I trailed as Mingyu patted my back.
"Just because I said it doesn't mean the both of you have to get married...I was just recommending it since you two have been dating since high school and you guys seem to be in a really good place right now...I mean that's what me and the boys think." he said as I nodded.
"I have been thinking about it for a while now but I don't know if she's ready." I said as Mingyu patted my shoulderwith a smile.
"Well, you won't know unless you ask right? So maybe propose to her and if she's still not ready you guys can wait." he said as I took a dee breath and let it go.
"Yeah...should I propose? How do I even do it?" I asked him as he smiled and stood up.
"You have us!" he said as I felt my heart rate accelerate.
A Week Later
I found myself standing inside a jewellery boutique infront of a display case filled with all sorts of rings. With a shaky breath I let my trembling hands graze over the display case when one of the employees, an elderly woman came towards me.
"Looking for a gift for your lover?" she asked as I shook my head.
"No...I mean yes...I mean-uh...I was hoping to...uh...find a ring to...propose to my girlfriend..." I said as she gasped.
"Oh my gosh...that's amazing! Let me help you then...exactly what type of ring are you looking for?" she asked as I thought for a while.
"I uh...well...my Hyemi...she's a very loving and hardworking person...she's a really humble person so...she doesn't really like things which are over the top...she's more keen on minimalistic items...not too flashy." I said as she smiled.
"You know her tastes and preferences really well, if you're searching for a ring on the simpler side than these should be just right." she said and brought out a tray of rings with a more simpler touch to them.
I scanned through all of them only to frown when I didn't seem to like any of them. The employee must've sensed my dislike as she put them away and took out another set of rings.
"I...these rings...are really beautiful but they don't really tick the boxes..." I said as she smiled at me reassuringly.
"It's alright, not everyone finds the one they want." she said and smiled at my timidness.
"You seem really nervous." she said as I straightened up.
"I am..." I trailed as she thought for a while.
"Ah! How about you customize a ring for her? With custom rings the ideas and styles are endless. Plus, it can perfectly showcase the love and compassion you have for her." she said as I thought about it.
"Okay then...I'll customize the ring." I said and got right into work the moment I reached home.
# #
The plan was basically perfect at this point. The boys had helped with planning a special and memorable proposal which would take place a week from now at the café you both frequented since high school and it was the coincidently the place where Wonwoo confessed and took you out for your first date 6 years ago. Wonwoo thought that it was perfect since that place had become a hub for both of your sweetest memories.
With the help of Seungkwan, Jeonghan, Chan and Hoshi the boys had successfully convinced Wonwoo to make the proposal over the top by renting the whole café and decorating the place with flowers, candles, fairy lights and all the cliche set ups for the proposal. But it was when the ring arrived that Wonwoo started realizing the situation. He was finally gonna ask you the love of his life, his best friend to spend the rest of your lives together and maybe create a family of your own...its no big deal...right?
"Are you sure you're ready and not just doing this because we're pressuring you?" I glanced up from my book to look at Seungcheol who leaned on the table.
"I...I never really thought about marriage until that day..." I said thinking back to two months back making Seungcheol furrow his brows.
"When?" he asked as I smiled and remembered that day like it was yesterday.
"Two months back...it was a month prior to mom's passing...one night while Hyemi was making dinner I was in the room alone crying because I missed mom...she heard me almost immediately and came running to me. She was by my side the whole night and even cried with me..." I trailed when I felt the love I had for her that moment come back to me. I fought back my tears as Seungcheol patted my back.
"Both of you are perfect for each other..." he said and smiled as I felt my tears flow down like a waterfall.
"I...I don't want to mess this up...I love her so much-way too much. I can't imagine my world without her in it..." I trailed and wipe my tears as Seungcheol hugged me.
"Gosh, the both of you are a match made in heaven. Hyemi's like my little sister and I couldn't be any happier knowing that she has you. I know that you'll take care of her with your whole heart and soul." he said after breaking the hug.
"Hyemi's here!" We jolted the moment Naeun exclaimed making me panic and dry my eyes knowing how she gets when she sees me like this.
"Don't worry." Seungcheol said and went to greet you.
"Cheol! Hii! Is Wonwoo there?" I heard from the hallway.
"Yes, he's in the living room! You two stay there I'll get you some tea and snacks!" Seungcheol said as she agreed and I panicked when her footsteps came closer.
"There you are!" I smiled at her cheerful voice and calmed down when she wrapped her hands around me and gave me a back hug.
"I missed you." I said and returned the hug, placing my hand over hers.
"I missed you more..." she said and kissed my head.
"How was your day?" I asked as she sighed.
"Horrible! But now that you're in my arms I feel sooo much better!" she said making me curse internally when I felt my eyes glisten with tears, I cursed internally again the moment I sniffled making her worry and get down by my side almost immediately.
"Woo...what's wrong? Are you okay?" she asked worriedly and hugged me.
"Y-Yeah...c-completely fine." I trembled as she ran her fingers through my hair.
"I won't force you to tell me...but don't worry...I'm here. It's alright...it's okay." she said making me cry more. Unbeknownst to us, Seungcheol and Naeun watched us loving with tears in their eyes and proud smiles gracing their features.
"They're perfect for each other." Naeun whispered as she leaned her head on her husband's shoulder.
"They are." Seungcheol answered with a proud smile.
# #
The ride back home was quiet and the only sound was the music playing in the background as we basked in comfortable silence. After we reached home Hyemi warmed up the food and played with my hands while waiting.
"Let's go to bed early, you wouldn't want to wake up with swollen eyes on your birthday would you?" she asked making me chuckle as I shook my head.
"I wouldn't mind though...mind if I'm the big spoon tonight?" I asked as she chuckled.
"You're always the big spoon." she said making us laugh.
After doing our night routine we went straight to bed.
"I love you so much." I whispered in her ear making her giggle as she turned to press a kiss on my lips lovingly.
"Well too bad cause I love you more." she said making me smile as I positioned my face on her shoulder and held her tight.
It was 3 am in the morning and nothing could break me out of my peaceful sleep...that's what I thought until someone abrutly pulled me from my dreams by shaking me making me groan as I turned the other way.
"Wake upp!" I groaned and turned the other way and covered my face with the sheets.
"You said that I should get as much sleep as possible, why are you disturbing me?" I groaned as she continued shaking me.
"It's your birthday wake upp!" she exclaimed as I ignored her pleas and drifted off to sleep.
"Then I won't show you your gift." she said and walked away making me sigh as I got up.
"Show me-yah it's still 3 am!" I whined as she pulled me out of the bed and took me to the living room.
"What-Did you prepare all this?" I softly gasped as I put on my glasses to get a better look of the decorated living room.
"Yup, now wait here. Let me go get your cake." she said making me smile when she came back with the cake in her hands as she sang happy birthday to me.
"Now blow your candles and make a wish!" she encouraged me as I smiled and put my hands together and closed my eyes.
I wish that me and Hyemi can live a happy life together, forever.
I blew out the candles and cut the cake, taking the first bite and then I feed her the rest. After completing all the usual birthday traditions she took out a gift box and gave it to me.
"Happy birthday my love." she said as I kissed her forehead.
"You didn't have to but...thank you so much." I said as she motioned me to open it.
"Open it!" She said making me chuckle and go forward with opening the gift. After unwrapping the gift box I gasped at the large photobook.
"Me and your mother decided to make it together...we couldn't finish it together but I tried my best to incorporate her in it." she whispered as I grazed my finger through the engraved letters which read 'For our Wonwoo'.
"You...and mom?" I asked as she repeated.
"The album consists of all our sweetest and fondest memories with you..." she said as my eyes fogged with tears when I began flipping through the pages.
"This is so...beautiful..." I trailed as she smiled and rubbed my shoulder.
It was in that moment that I realised...she was the one for me. The girl who's stayed by my side our whole lives, through my best and worst moments, through thick and thin. Always taking care of me and making sure I was okay.
"Hyemi..." I trailed as I stood up with my hands in hers as I pulled her up to her feet.
"Woo?" she questioned as I went over to the cupboard and took the ring box out without her knowledge even though I took it out right in front of her. It was because I had specifically requested for the ring box to look like a book.
"I...I can't explain the love and admiration I have for you. We've known each other since our diaper days and never once have you ever given me a chance to doubt you. You're amazing, kind, sweet, loving, humble and out of this world , you're always looking out for your loved ones and I just couldn't...see myself with anybody else but you.
When mom passed...it was the darkest moment of my life and I still can't get used to her absence. But you made sure to take care of me and comfort me when I needed it the most. Mom once told me that one day I'd find someone who I couldn't live without, someone who was like oxygen to me...my life but I shrugged it off thinking that was pure fiction...something that only exists in books and movies. But...now I know...what she meant." I said and kneeled down on one knee making her softly gasp and cover her mouth as I continued.
"You proved it to me with your love and compassion. You're my whole world and I can't imagine my life without you in it. I've thought about it for a long time and I think-no...I know I'm ready so...Yoo Hyemi...will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me, an introverted idiot who is hopelessly in love with you?" I said with a smile and opened the ring box as she sobbed and tackled me into a tight hug.
"Yes, yes, yes! A million times yes!" she cried out and hugged me as I felt my eyes fog up with tears of happiness. I quickly hugged her back and twirled her around.
"I love you so much!" I exclaimed and took out the ring as she chuckled and wiped her tears, bringing her hand forward as I slipped on the ring on her finger.
"I love you more!" She exclaimed and kissed me as I melted into the kiss almost immediately and kissed her back lovingly with my left hand on her cheek and my right hand on her waist.
When I was younger...the concept of love felt like an overrated and stupid concept but meeting you changed my whole perspective of love. Love is beautiful and love is ugly but it all balances out and creates a beautiful feeling, one which I cannot describe. We fight and we hate but it's completely natural and at the end of the day we still love.
You’re the answer all my problems solved
Life with u is so beautiful
I won’t trade it away
I was lost but found my purpose now
I’m glad you’re keepin’ me around
I won’t trade it away
_______________________
Woah so I am done! It came out a little more dramatic and longer than I expected but I'm proud of this one.
So Wonwoo's birthday is around the corner and I worry I might not be able to post on his birthday so think of it as an early Birthday fic!🌠✨💗
I hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it!
Word Count; 1.2k! (short oneshot, 2 - 5 minute read)
Summary; the pinky promise has forever been a staple in your relationship, and on the day of seungcheol’s wedding, you find yourself tied together, pinky to pinky once again.
A/N;; i don’t think i’ve written a fic or a scenario since 2017, i apologise if this isn’t archive of our own worthy! i’ve just missed doing my usual fluff super short oneshot’s i’ve been working with since 2012! anyway, stan seventeen and enjoy!
Folding the edges of his popped collar down, Jeonghan stared into the mirror, palms pressing any creases in his shirt away as he rotated to ensure that everything was fully tucked into his trousers. He was almost ethereal looking in this state, not fully put together and hair out of place, his captivating eyes checking himself out head to toe. You admired from the en suite attached to your bedroom, head leant against the door frame as you locked eyes in the reflection of the mirror. Jeonghan’s closed lip smile slowly spread into a bright grin as he looked you head to toe – “You look amazing! I hope you’re not upstaging the bride on purpose.” He winked, you rolled your eyes in response, straightening your pose and heading over to grab his cufflinks. He sat down on the stool by the vanity and held out his wrist as you knelt down, beginning to fiddle with his sleeves. “Very funny, let’s remind ourselves it’s Seungcheol’s day, not ours mm?” This romance Seungcheol had found himself in was a whirlwind to say the least, he’d bumped into a girl at the local convenience store and it just caught him off guard, you still remembered the day he came running to tell everyone about this beautiful woman he’d set eyes on. Well, thankfully, she’d felt the same and you’d all taken a shine to her, to her credit she really did bring out the best in him – and now you’re here, on their wedding day, less than a year later.
Your romance was a little less of a sprint and more like a marathon. You’d met in high school and had taken the same electives and had similar interests, you got along really well. Jeonghan was always a charmer, you’d hear him coming before you’d see him, the natural showman. It was hard not to like him. You were more on the quiet side, head in your books rather than singing your way down the corridors, but that matched him well – he was a complete brain box, with grades that reflected his dedication to anything he could put his mind to. By the end of first year you two were nearly inseparable, with each other waiting at the gates at the start of the morning and being the last to leave at the end of the night. There were feelings there, that you’d both acknowledged and it was looking like it was about to manifest into something real, until he got scouted. It was hard, you knew at that moment in time, you had no place in his near-future, and it would be selfish of you to expect so.
You could remember the day of graduation like it was yesterday. Jeonghan was moving into dorms, and he’d no longer be able to spend his time with you. Whilst everyone was signing shirts and discussing what the future holds, you found yourself sat on the table in the classroom you both would spend your time playing games and half-ass tutoring each other. The door peaked open and Jeonghan sighed, shutting it and locking it behind himself, sliding himself onto the desk beside you. “I think it’ll be weird not seeing this background every week.” He chuckled, you gave him a small smile and nodded in agreement. The room dropped to an eerie silence before you raised your head to face the blackboard. “I am happy for you, you know, I don’t want you to think I’m not.” You reassured him, he knew that, and he knew you’d never stop him from doing something that makes him happy but he could sense the sadness, and he felt it too. “I know.” His hand covered yours, your eyes meeting. “I will never forget you, I’ll always be here.” He whispered, his pinkie finger curling round yours in a promise.
You’d replayed that moment over and over in your head for years, and as you two set off on your separate paths, he was always in the back of your mind and soon in the forefront as he debuted, and his beautiful smile was plastered everywhere you looked. You were so immensely proud and made sure to buy every album, and attend every concert you could. A couple of years later you got a Instagram DM, from him.
‘ I told you I’d never forget! ‘ with a grinning emoji, you still remember the shiver that ran up your spine, that was it. The message that had started it all. There’s a belief about the Red Thread of Fate, an invisible cord that ties two people destined to be lovers together, no matter the distance or the circumstance, the cord would never break – and you’d always meet in the end. Jeonghan was the other half of your thread, and the treasured pinkie promise had become a statement of your relationship.
Your fingers threaded the second cufflink through the hole and secured it shut, standing between his legs as you tried to even the parting of his hair, his hands rested on your hips, arm slowly snaking around your middle as he stood up and looked down to you, a warm smile radiating from his face. One of his fingers lifted to push a few loose strands of hair back into your up do, you took him in in his entirety, his soft skin, warm touch and comforting eyes, your own shutting as his lips met your forehead. He’d always said he wasn’t the marriage type, and he didn’t really see the point of it, but with Seungcheol’s day finally arriving, he was becoming less and less cynical and moving to a point of celebrating the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, probably wasn’t a bad thing, and that it didn’t need to be legally declared on a piece of paper, but respected those that wished it was.
You were disturbed in the moment by the bustle of men’s voices running down the corridor, Jeonghan grabbed his blazer jacket off the bed and checked himself out in the mirror one final time. “How do I look?” He pointed, jokingly running his hand through his hair. “I’ll give you a solid 8/10.” You replied, pushing his arm with a grin. “Let’s go.”
The ceremony was beautiful, and everything you’d thought it could be and more, I guess it’s a plus when the entertainment is world renowned and food to die for. The moment Seungcheol’s fiancé walked through the door and down the aisle was something you’d never forget, she looked heavenly, and Seungcheol was almost in tears, sobering up slightly when Joshua’s foot hit against his leg with a mumble-chuckle “your mom will hate it if your ugly crying ruins the wedding video.” Getting a stifled laugh from all the groomsmen. You’d been placed a couple of rows from the front and yes, it was Seungcheol’s day but you couldn’t’ take your eyes off your boyfriend, the way his hands clasped together, fingers linking with the others, the fit of his suit – tailored to perfection, coming back down to earth as the ceremony reached its climax.
“… In sickness and in health,” Seungcheol repeated, you’d glanced back over to your boyfriend, who’s eyes met yours across the church, his hands unclasped as he held out his pinkie finger subtly, you, without any explanation, held yours out also. “Until death do us part.” He mouthed in the same time as Seungcheol, his pinkie curling as he did it, your heart swelled. “Until death do us part.”
𝓈ynopsis . how did you turn from making toys for santa to being a toy for him? ✧ ㅤ𝑔enre . smut 3.2k
𝒸ontains . blackmailing (but still makes sure your enjoying it), fingering, masturbating ( f ), degrading, riding, overstimulation, petnames, oral ( f + m ), miniskirt agenda, sweet aftercare, cumming inside, unprotected (dont do this.) ++ MINORS DNI
𝓅airings . young!santa!jay x elf!reader
read . this is a fan FICTION, meaning NOTHING HERE IS REAL!! these things never happened. if u dont like my work dont read it pls & ty !
this was so, so wrong.
that new replacement for santa is driving you mad. absolutely baffling how turned on you got when he pressed his torso against your back and grabbed your hand warmly, helping you wrap the gifts.
you melted into his touch.
but then he wouldn’t let go. jay innocently pulled you closer, still holding the perfectly wrapped present with a jolly smile plastered on his face. but you felt it.
his bulge? yeah, not doing a very good job at hiding that.
those thoughts of that moment eventually follow you here—in your bed located at the factory, legs spread, underwear aside.
you are not getting on the nice list this year.
you rub your clit harshly, spreading your folds with two of your fingers, then plunging both of them in with a wet noise, soaking your fingers. a gasp escapes your mouth. at last, you’re finally able to get some alone time after packing up presents all day.
your fingers slowly glide in, then out, imagining it’s jay. jay slipping his slim and veined fingers into you, jay whispering sweet nothings in your ear as his fingers work on you, jay making you come undone on just two of his digits, jay jay jay.
you sink into the comfort of your plush pillow and mattress, pressing your lips together to muffle any moans you let fall from your mouth. “m-mph.”
your thoughts begin to consume you. uncontrolled gasps and moans slips from your lips as you let your fingers work, the dim lighting in the room barely bothering you as your digits feels your warm cunt, the dim light coming from a gap created by the door.
the same gap in which jay’s peeking at you through.
watching you pathetically speed your fingers up, so touch deprived, so needy, so horny. it makes his cock twitch in his pants.
he would interrupt your little session right now, but he prefers to spectate for a little longer.
the gap illuminates some space, enough for jay to see and hear you moan his name, curling your fingers up to reach your g-spot. “j-jay.. m-mh— s’hot,” you huff, fingers slipping in and out of you in an accelerated pace, gentle wet and slapping sounds just barely audible, but there. jay’s lips curl up into an amused smirk. your eyebrows furrow in satisfaction, thrusting your digits in and occasionally adding an additional one, teasing yourself. guilty. pleasure.
you scissor yourself, fingers coated in your wetness. “n-need. you. bad,” you grunt with each thrust. your hands are aching, mostly from wrapping presents but you don’t care. your mouth hangs open, shutting your eyes while your fingers stretch you out. there’s no pattern in your rhythm, messily pistoning your fingers in a desperate pace.
jay couldn’t watch anymore. he clears his throat.
“having fun?” you hear a grin in his voice, teasing and sultry. your body flinches, hands instantly flying up to grab your fuzzy blanket, covering yourself. “wh-who—”
“if you don’t want me to tell another soul, do as i say, i’m not asking.”
you recognize that voice.
“jay?”
“im coming in.”
he enters your room, shutting the door behind him with a subtle noise. the room’s dark, but still has enough light to barely illuminate the space. jay’s footsteps are almost silent. you feel a warm hand on your thigh, contrasting the cold air, a familiar feeling. “prepped yourself already, huh?” his accent makes your panties stick to you. he climbs on the bed, creating a dip. “let’s see how good you taste,” he murmurs. the corners of his lips curl up into a smile, dipping his head down closer between your legs. his hand pushes your underwear aside, pressing wet but light kisses on your inner thigh, slowly trailing up, lips getting dangerously close to your core.
“j-jay..” you gulp back your sounds silently, your attempt to protest failing, his lips attaching itself onto your pink clit. a soft moan slips from you, shutting your eyes closed. “that’s right, relax for me, doll..” he breathes, “s’ sweet..” he kitty-licks your clit, holding onto your thighs and spreading them as much as he’s able to. he flattens his tongue, applying pressure to your nub. biting your lip doesn’t help reduce the uncontrollable whines coming from your mouth. his tongue circles your clit, and just that has you mumbling incoherent nonsense. a gasp falls from your lips once his tongue pushes past your folds, entering your warm cunt. “m-mmph— ja-jay!” you whimper, back arching, eyebrows furrowing as your mouth gapes open.
his reassuring hums are muffled, sending vibrations through your core. “mmh, ‘t-taste so good.. this pussy..” he groans. each time you clench he forces his tongue in deeper, desperate for your sweet taste on his buds. he cocks his head to the side, slowly turning pussy-drunk the more his tongue explores you. he slurs his words, “s’ wet.. all for me? mh?” “mmhm..” you whimper as a reply, earning a grin from jay. he savours your flavour on his taste buds before practically devouring you, nose buried in your pussy. you just barely manage to open your eyes, taking a not-so-brief glance at the man between your thighs. strong hands on your knees keeping your legs apart, face buried in you, eyes closed in immersion.
his tongue laps at your bundle of nerves, showing no signs of stopping. it only makes your pussy drip more in arousal, a win for jay. he slurps up your juices you coated his mouth with, and your mind clouds up, stars appearing in your vision, panting heavily with chants of his name. he rolls his tongue, and your eyes roll back. “j-jay.. t-too much..” you whine, a moan following your warning. “i know doll,” he speaks softly between licks, “keep holding for me, okay? can you do that?” the melodic gentleness in his voice is the best thing to ever happen to your ears, nodding lightly to his request like a doll. a toy. his toy. merely a playtoy.
“good girl,” he coos, his honey-like tone just helping you closer to your release. he fails to maintain a rhythm, sloppily eating you out, the sound of your wetness audible. “taste so perf.. mh..” he cuts himself off, not giving himself time to speak, instead fully immersing himself into pleasuring you. “ja-jay..” you breathlessly talk, jay holds your hips down firmly, pinning you down on the bed. his nose bridge hits your button repeatedly, and you almost snap. “c-cant.. nngh!” you squeal, a pleased smirk tugging on jay’s lips. he doesn’t respond, instead licking your needy cunt, his greedy tongue pushing itself deeper inside you. he squeezes your thigh in reassurance, a green-light to cum. “do it. cum on my tongue.”
your eyebrows knit together at his words, your orgasm quickly and suddenly washing over you, your thighs tremble slightly, shortly being halted by jay’s grip. your cream gushes out of you and onto jay’s tongue, leaving a mess on the bedsheets. he doesn’t mind. instead, he sucks on your button lightly before slurping up all your juices, delving down to the bedsheets to ensure he doesn’t miss a single drop, his tastebuds dancing at the sweetness. you feel his hot breath grazing your clit before he lifts his head up, getting back on his feet. his hands grip onto his belt, a very visible bulge begging to be released from the confinement of his pants.
“up. now.”
“b-but—” you attempt to protest, chest still rising up and down from your orgasm. “you want everyone to know you masturbated to your boss?” his nasty words fill the room, a light pink color flushing over your cheeks in embarrassment. meanwhile, jay licks his lips to taste more of you before your flavour ebbs away. you gulp silently, and jay grins. “thought so. c’mere,” you can almost feel the smile in his tone. you force yourself on your feet, still recovering but despite it, you walk towards him, hands fidgeting together. jay scoffs at your petite frame.
in one swift move, jay grabs your shoulders, turning around and pinning you against the wall.
“on your knees.”
you let out a soft gasp before complying, although slightly uncomfortable, your knees rest on the floor. jay’s eyes flicker down at you, his hands occupied in unbuckling his belt. your head lifts, tilting up to spectate as his pants fall down together with his boxers, his length hitting his stomach. his tip’s an angry red, oozing with precum, his veins trailing down his cock. you salivate at the sight. jay’s comforting, supple hands tuck away your stubborn strands of hair behind your ear, voice hushed but demanding. “mouth open, doll.”
you submissively obey, your jaw falling almost automatically, lolling out your tongue. he grabs his base, adjusting himself to align with your inviting mouth. he inhales a sharp breath when he feels your tongue make contact with his tip. he’s only able to insert himself halfway before you begin to struggle. he gently pats your head, “just a little more, doll.” his tip finally hits the back of your throat, and you gag around him slightly. “mh? m’ cock too big for my dollie?” he teases, slipping his shaft out before shoving it back in the warmth of your mouth, a gasp falling from your mouth. jay groans, eyebrows furrowing at the sensation. “mouth feels so good..” he mumbles, fingers tangling themselves in your hair. you lightly suck, jay’s head thrown back.
he starts out sloppy and slow, and you can feel all his veins in your mouth. his pace progressively increases, finding a steady rhythm. his hips buck forward, repeatedly hitting the back of your throat, your eyes glistening with tears threatening to fall. you whimper, sending vibrations through jay’s spine. he drags his cock in and out of your mouth, and you hollow your cheeks. he grunts, shutting his eyes, his veins overwhelmed with nothing but pleasure. you feel his dick twitch on your tongue. he forces his full length down your throat, and you gag. “you can take it, doll, can’t you?” he chuckles, a deep groan following after as he feels you sucking and moving your tongue along a vein. “hah,” his chest rises and falls, “you like this, don’t you, slut?”
your doe eyes stare up at him, and jay’s eyes roll back. he burns the image of you into his head, tear-filled eyes, cock stuffed in your mouth, eyes locking with his. you’re getting used to the feeling of the hard wood rubbing your knees, completely unaware of the bruises forming. you ignore the tears running down your face, concentrating on pleasuring him. he hums, transitioning into a low grunt when your hand lifts up to play with his balls. “mph— doll..” he pants, breath hitching. your saliva drips down your chin, so wet and nasty, just the way jay likes it.
with each thrust he gives you mouth he gets closer and closer to his release, his jaw clenches and loud whines are escaping out of him shamelessly, you clench around nothing just hearing him. if your mouth is this tight around him, he cant help but wonder how your pussy would feel like, the thought itself excites him. his taste floods your senses with each time he shoves his monster cock back into your mouth, you’re questioning how you aren’t gagging and choking as much as you expected when you laid eyes on his thickness. you look at him through your eyelashes, tears welling on your waterline as you breathe through your nose. despite the darkness in the room, he spots your eyes glistening as he forces his shaft in your pretty little mouth, and his eyes immediately flicker away. if he looks at you for any longer, he’ll cum by the sight.
your mouth is sooo full of cock, your tongue heavy. he tugs on your hair, creating a ponytail. he whimpers, “i-i’m close, doll,” he closes his eyes, his pace slowing down sloppily. you nod, tapping the side of his thigh, signaling for him to stop. your hand grabs the base of his cock, and your tongue swirls around his tip. he groans lowly as you force him into your mouth deeper. “y-you’re nasty, dollie,” he breathes, barely managing to let out a chuckle after. you can’t speak nor reply, focused on satisfying him. your head starts to bob up and down on his shaft, and jay’s eyes roll back, his tiny ‘shoot..’ hardly audible. “ah, mhhgna cum,” he warns, out of breath.
but you don’t pull away, you keep him in your mouth, a clear sign for him to shoot his load into your mouth.
and so he does, releasing sticky cream on your tongue, cum spilling out of your mouth and onto your chin. he pulls out of you, panting heavily. you lick it all clean, swallowing then licking the cream surrounding your mouth. he watches as you do so, a smirk tugging on his lips. “good slut,” he pants. “jay..” you utter breathlessly. “mh, yea doll?”
“can i ride you?”
he seems flustered by your ask, but ends up nodding some seconds later. “do you have condoms?” he replies, raising an eyebrow. “raw. please,” you respond, pleading eyes gleaming in the darkness. you catch him off guard, his eyes widening. eventually, he musters up a reply. “on the bed, sweetie,” he answers with a grin, helping you on your feet.
he lays on the plush mattress of your bed, pulling your arm and laying yourself on him. he plants a few wet kisses on your neck, causing a soft moan from you. he assists in undressing you, reaching up your miniskirt and practically ripping your pink panties off. you get off of his chest, sitting up on him now, aligning his still hardened cock with your entrance as he lends a hand. his tip makes contact with your folds, and a small whimper falls from jay’s mouth.
you slowly sink on his cock, both of you moaning together at the sensation. the stretch is unreal, you’re not saying you didn’t expect this, but it still shocks you. your mouth gapes open, shutting your eyes then fluttering them back, nosy eyes staring down. you feel so stuffed with his cock, but yet when you take a glimpse down, you’re only halfway inside him. jay’s comforting hands makes its way to your hips, holding them firmly and helping you down his shaft.
once you fit all of him in, you stay still, attempting to adjust to the size of his girth. he chuckles lightly, patting your waist in reassurance. gradually, you begin to move, slowly grinding on his cock. jay groans, his grasp on your waist only tightening, his grip on you lethal. “m-mmh, s’ tight,” he mutters under his breath, “all for me..” he smiles drunkenly. you whimper, lifting yourself up from his shaft before falling on it again, simultaneously grinding. jay’s eyes shut, “d-doll..” he grunts, “ke-keep going..mph.”
his cock drags itself up and down your tightness so deliciously, sending you reeling. jay’s hips buck upwards, his tip hitting your cervix, eliciting a sharp gasp from you. you bounce on his length, whimpering and letting out small ‘hmph’ noises each time. jay throws his head back on the pillow, lips parted in awe. your miniskirt rides up your thigh, leaving a view for jay. he watches as his cock disappears in your cunt, jay hissing at the sight. your hips push back to feel more of his length buried deep inside you.
you roll your hips, and jay’s nails dig into your hips with a mewl. “s-s’big,” your lips tremble as you whine, needily grinding. jay feels your walls pulsating around his length, and he scoffs, “c-cockslut— urgh..” you hold onto his shoulders, steadying yourself on him. his hands travel down from your hips to your thighs, caressing them, squeezing them, rubbing them with a gentleness that clouds up your mind. he then snaps his hips up, the abruptness drawing a loud yelp from your throat.
your thighs tremble from exhaustion, especially after sitting on your knees for so long. jay notes it, staring up at you. “tired, dollie?” he asks with a smile, already informed on the answer. you nod with a whimper, and the corners of jay’s lips curl up. “let me h-help you, mh?” he proposes.
jay flips you over, switching positions and pinning your hands behind your back. he thrusts into you harshly, and you cry out his name. “j-jay! m-mph!” you wail, but he’a unresponsive, concentrating on pleasuring you. he rarely gives you time to react, shoving his cock in your hole and letting your walls feel the veins running through his shaft. you whine as his length drags along your gummy walls, unconscious whines and unintelligible mumbling spilling from your noisy mouth. “so vocal,” he praises, grunting following after. he watches his cock get buried into your tight hole, and his jaw clenches.
“so.. tight.. for me.. yeah?” he teases between thrusts, but you can’t hear anything, ears ringing and eyes shut in pure pleasure. he spreads your legs apart further, hitting places he never reached before. his tip abuses your cervix repeatedly, your eyes roll to the back of your head, the sensation of a knot inside your stomach returning to you. “mmgh.. j-jay.. ‘m close, hah..!” your eyebrows knit together, walls clenching around him.
he furrows his brows sexily, panting heavily as he murmurs, “cum, slut.”
you let your mouth hang open, the coil in your stomach finally giving in and snapping, the euphoria hitting you, crying out in ecstasy. but jay doesn’t stop, no, he’s chasing his own release, the sound of skin slapping skin still looping. he looks at you with hooded eyes, watching as your eyelids fall. you’re so overstimulated and stretched out, it’s making you dumb, almost mind-numbing. jay taps your hip.
“hey,” he huffs, his sly hands moving to your stomach, applying pressure to the outline of his cock. “f-feel me here? yeah?”
a lewd moan spills from your lips, nodding rapidly. “j-jay—” “don’t worry dollie,” he reassures, “i-i’m close.”
with a few more thrusts, his hips stutter, and you feel his cock twitch inside you as he paints your gummy walls white, shooting his seed into you. he immediately pulls out of you, spreading your cheeks so he can watch as his cum spills out of you. he tucks his lower lip behind his teeth at the sight. he looks up at you, noticing how ruined you got, eyelids barely raising, mouth still parted. his hands softly wrap around your waist as he lays next to you, bringing the fuzzy blanket up with his free hand with an intention of tucking both of you in. jay places soft, wet kisses on the side of your neck, laying the blanket on both of you. he whispers sweet nothings into your ear, softly kissing your earlobe, patting your hips gently with comfort. “good night, doll,” he speaks with a sense of comfort with the perfect amount of gentleness, watching as you fall asleep in his arms.
a / n . hiii long awaited holiday special ^_^ tysm for all ur support!! <3 ILY ALL!!! i worked hard (i stayed up to write this) omg. id appreciate reblogs and comments ily guys ^3^ ty for reading!!
𝓈ynopsis . sim jaeyun and you. a guard and a player? that might not entirely be impossible. he won’t admit to anyone but you that he spared you during the games. he sneaks out in the middle of the night to disguise himself as a player, just. for. you. ✧ ㅤ𝑔enre . squid game au , smut 3k
𝒸ontains . bl00d, mentions of killing, mentions of bodies, unprotected (wrap ur willy,) riding, oral (f & m rec ,) jake switches from meanie to sweetheart multiple times ++ MINORS DNI
𝓅airings . guard!jake x player!reader . a.n :: 1k special! thank u guys so much <33 (yes this is the bathroom scene in more detail…. but no smoking mb) i planned this fic back in 2021 when it first released, but i wasnt writing at the time! this also serves as a birthday gift for @ikeuverse (HAPPY BIRTHDAY)
read :: this isn’t real, simply fiction.
“are they gonna find us?”
“pfft, not a chance.”
his veined hand drags you to the bathroom, the hushed sounds of snoring filling the spacious room, climbing the bunk beds make you sick. using his free hand, jake reaches into his pocket, grabbing his square mask for the scanner. after a few beeps, a tiny ding sound blurts out from the speaker, door automatically opening as jake clutches your wrist tighter to pull you in with him.
the stillness was unsettling; you’ve never heard the room this quiet before. you’re not used to it. possibly ‘cause it’s 3 am. jake tugs on your wrist, pulling you into the stall as he shuts the door behind you both. “finally,” jake sighs, his grasp on your wrist still lingering. “ja-” he yanks your arm, pinning you to the stall door, interrupting your sentence. you’re so close, your hot breaths mixing together. “you know,” jake starts, eyes travelling to your lips. “i’ve been dying to get alone with you.”
ever since he spotted you amongst the crowd, ever since he spared you in dalgona, ever since you caught him in the middle of the night with his mask off placing a body in a casket, he knew he had to get his hands on you somehow. which is why he snuck off; killing off the player you saw jake hide in the casket to snatch his uniform. it so happens that player 069 has his size.
you can’t lie, seeing his sleeves rolled up, the limited lighting highlighting the veins on his arm that day, blood splattered on his face as he gently fits the body in.. it turned you on. you immediately recognised him, the guard that spared you, of course you couldn’t forget. you two made eye contact, and your heart lept, immediately covering yourself with your sheets.
that night, you masturbated. and jake watched it all. all on the cameras. jerked off as you were doing it as well, leaning back on his chair as he does so.
the sexual tension between you two was so blatantly obvious, he’s so grateful that he thought of this plan.
jake presses your back against the door, tilting his head before diving in for a deep kiss, using your gasp to slip his tongue into your mouth, the sudden intrusion travelling down to your core. “you know,” he speaks between kisses, “i watched you on the cams that day.”
oh? an accent?
“wh-wha-” jake shuts you up with another kiss, practically devouring your lips. “masturbated after you saw me, yeah?” he grins, pulling away but still close enough for you two to touch noses. you turn your head to the side, an embarrassing blush covering your cheeks. jake clicks his tongue, “look at me baby,” he speaks as his hand grabs your chin, turning your head back to face him. “don’t be embarrassed, sweets,” he reassures, his other hand slyly travelling to your waist.
“i did too,” he doesn’t stutter, the sudden confession catching you off guard. “cat got your tongue? what, hm? like the thought of me stroking, teasing myself to you? nasty slut,” he snarls, leaning forward to taste more of your supple lips. his tongue roams your mouth, seeking for your flavour on his taste buds. “knew you’d taste amazing, baby,” he breathes, lifting your head up so he has a better angle, dipping his head down to lay hot, open-mouthed kisses on your neck.
his hand holding your waist pulls you as he walks backward, the back of his knees eventually hitting the toilet, prompting him to sit on the closed lid, pulling you down with him. you land on his hard bulge, and jake immediately pulls away, sucking in a sharp breath. “d-don’t move..” he barely manages to choke out. you shake your head, getting off his lap and on your knees on the floor, tugging on the waistband of his pants. “need some help, pretty boy?”
“pre-” he tries to repeat what you just said for comprehension, but gets cut off by his own whine when you caress his clothed hardness. you take it as a green light, jake helping you take off his pants by placing his hands on the lid, lifting himself up just enough so you can pull them off.
his pants pool around his feet, cock springing out and hitting his lower abdomen. his tip’s a pretty pink, his veins perfectly decorating his shaft. not to mention, he’s big, perfectly lengthed as well. you feel drool generating in your mouth, gulping it down nervously. “nothing to say now?” he scoffs, “you just called me pretty a minute ago.” he watches the way you’re oogling at him, watching your eyes unable to pull away.
that’s until you’re snapped out of your trance, your hands now grabbing the base of his cock. your tongue lolls out, licking a long stripe up his length as you maintain eye contact, a groan escaping jakes mouth. one of your hands stay on his base, the other traveling down to play with his balls, a gasp falling from him. “d-don’t tease..” he almost pleads, eyebrows furrowed as he lays his head on the wall behind him.
you nod, a smile creeping on your face. you gather some saliva in your mouth before spitting, rubbing it on his cock before your lips envelope his tip, swirling your tongue around his slit and tasting his salty precum before moving down. his pants turn heavy and repetitive the more you slowly work down his cock, his impatient nature eventually getting the best of him as he grabs your hair, pushing your head down on him.
you gag, breathing through your nose as you try to adjust to the abrupt change. “i told you not to tease, slut,” he spits, contrasting his tone with gentle pats on your head, allowing you to get used to his size. he’s not a monster.
gradually, you begin to bob your head, grunts unconsciously spilling from jake. your knees rub against the hard marble floor, uncomfortable yes, but not anything you can’t handle. you slide down his shaft til his tip hits the back of your throat, jerking off whatever you can’t fit inside your mouth. your begin to hollow your cheeks as your head moves, bobbing up and down.
his grasp on your hair tightens, tugging on your strands lightly. “k-keep going,” he mutters, his chest rising and falling. you nod on him, kitty-licking the area between his tip and his dick, looking up at him through your eyelashes to watch as his mouth gapes open. the sight is hot, the way he sexily furrows his brows immediately soaks you.
with his eyes shut, his hand tucks your stubborn strands behind your ear, other hand creating a makeshift ponytail. he whines, savouring the feeling of your lips on his dick. your tongue applies pressure to seemingly random areas, until you “accidentally” locate his prominent vein, a moan falling from his mouth. it doesn’t take you long to find your rhythm, hands and mouth working in tandem.
your hands lightly squeeze around him as your mouth provides the perfect amount of tightness, causing jake’s head to spin. you hum around him, not thinking anything of it but jake feels the vibration, a jolt of pleasure shooting through him as he lets out a strangled grunt. “mouth feels s’ good,” he praises, tugging on your hair in satisfaction.
despite the tears welling up and stilling on your waterline, you only attempt to fit him in further, causing you to choke around him. a string of whimpers leaves jakes lips, his hips bucking slightly. the sounds of panting and occasionally your gagging fill the stall, jake turning groggy the more he hears you choke around him. you stare up at him again, spectating as his jaw clenches and his eyes squeeze shut.
without warning, he shoots his seed down your throat, and he watches as you swallow it all, the hot sight just turning him on even more. with a couple more pumps, you lift your head up, kissing his tip before fully letting go of him.
he notices the way you rub your thighs together, and a smirk tugs on his lips as a light bulb lights in his head. “get on,” he demands, getting back on his feet. “what’re you doing..” you reply. despite your suspicions, you stand up from the floor, relieved that your knees finally get a break. “helping you,” he grins, grabbing your waist, gradually snaking his hand down til he reaches your pants, seeping his thumb inside the hem of both ur slacks and your panties.
he turns you both around, prompting you to sit on the lid before taking off both your laced panties and your pants. “spread your legs for me, baby,” he guides, warm hands travelling to your inner thighs as you mindlessly listen to the melodic sound of his voice. the corners of his lips curl up into a smirk, the sight of your pink, soaked pussy in display for him getting him hard again.
“i havent even touched you and you’re already this wet..” he snickers, your senses are heightened once his plump lips attach to your clit, dragging out a pathetic whimper from you. his smell–oh, his smell. placing the scent of sex aside, his cologne is aromatic, simply ambrosial with a hint of musk. it drives you insane. his aroma lingers in the air as he starts to harshly suck your clit.
a yelp slips from your throat as you cling onto toilet lid you’re sitting on, jake having to push your thighs apart in order for you to not squeeze his head. “relax, baby..” he caresses your thighs with his thumb, attempting to soothe and reassure you. he begins to kiss, make out with your clit as your breaths start to shudder.
“m–mfh..” jake softly sighs against your button, shooting sensations of pleasure down your spine. he glances at your hands, what used to be warm, delicate fingers are now gripping onto the lid, the more he sinks his tongue deeper inside of you the more white your knuckles become. he smiles against you, licking your nub and sucking, your body slightly jerking to his subtle teasing.
“i haven’t even done anything yet,” he lowly chuckles, placing a kiss to your clit before trailing his wet kisses down, lightly grazing your slit. he licks up til he reaches your button again, the overwhelming contact but still not getting what you want is clouding up your mind in an irksome way, brows furrowing.
“j-jake.. p-please–” you plead, jake noticing your breathing hitching in desperation. he scoffs, feeling his hot breath fan your bare pussy. he smiles before forcing his tongue in you, lapping up your juices as you squirm. his name escapes your mouth, eyes squeezed shut as he devours you, tilting his head to reach deeper in you. “is this okay?” he smiles against you. when you glance at the man in between your legs, you spot him looking back at you with hooded eyes, you have to bite your lip to suppress a moan.
you hurriedly nod your head as a response, looking away partially because you think if you stare for longer you’ll cum already. almost immediately, he dives his wet muscle back in the warm walls of your cunt. “taste s’ sweet,” he slurs his words, gradually becoming lost in your vanilla scent and flavour. “you’re so wet f’ me baby,” he points out, pulling away from you. “i bet if i just..”
a lewd mewl leaves your lips, a sound you never even knew you could make, but it left your mouth. “feel that?” jake smirks, watching your hole flutter around his plunged-in fingers. “slides right in,” he teases. “you’re so reactive, baby,” he coos, beginning to build a steady rhythm with his fingers. “j-jake..” you choke out, unconsciously rolling your hips to push his fingers in deeper.
you mumble, head fuzzy as you stumble on your words, yet jake can hear a pleading tone from you. “what was that, baby?” he calmly asks, accelerating his pace to see you a moaning mess on his fingers. “yr’ m-mouth..” you barely manage to breathe. “hm? baby wan’ my mouth, yeah?” he smiles in amusement. “hold my hair,” his accent slips out, more noticeable in the sentence as you rapidly nod, your fingers weaving through the strands of his lush hair.
almost instantly, he dives back into your warmth, pushing his tongue into you forcefully as his eyes close in immersion. you whine, his supple lips syncing up with the speed of his fingers. “love this pussy,” he blabs, pistoning his fingers so deep into you that you feel his cold ring. your cries urge him on, tongue exploring you as his tastebuds taste your addictive flavour.
you squeal as his fingers curl into your g-spot, thighs beginning to shake underneath him. “found it,” he snickers, feeling your hole pulsate around his wet muscle. “j-jake.. r-right there!” you stammer out, feeling him sticking his tongue deeper inside of you as he realizes you’re close. he can feel his dick hardening the more he hears you moan all because of him, only spurring him on. “wanna cum, baby? gush all over my tongue?” he teases, gasps leaving your lips as you hurriedly nod.
the knot in your gut finally snaps, a sense of euphoria washing over you as you whine, squeezing your grip on his hair. he hesitates before pulling away from your sweet cunt, a sigh spilling from him. “j-jake..” you mutter, panting. you two lock eyes, raising his brows briefly to signify that he’s listening. you gulp down, hesitant to ask but you have limited time.
the words slip from your mouth, an amused smile tugging at jake’s lips once it leaves your lips. 4 words, “can i ride you?” in a vulnerable voice gets jake’s dick twitching in his pants. in a heartbeat, gets back on his feet. it’s a blur, but all you know is that now he’s sitting on the closed lid, pulling you on his lap. you hover above his cock, jake’s veined hands gripping your waist as he helps you sink down.
a gasp falls from your lips, feeling the stretch already when his tip prods your entrance. your mouth creates an ‘O’ shape, tears fogging up your vision as his cock stretches you out despite the prior prepping. jake gazes at the spot where your bodies are connecting, biting his lip. “see my dick disappearing in you, slut? sucking me in so well,” he grins, holding back a low groan. inch by inch you shut your eyes tighter, you look down, only to see that you’re merely taking in half of him.
after seemingly more agonizing seconds, you bottom out on him, feeling your velvet walls flutter around him, a stream of small but audible whimpers leaving your mouth. jake taps your waist in reassurance, giving you time to adjust to the stretch. surely enough, after a couple more seconds, the pain quickly transitions to pleasure, jake noticing the way your bottom lip trembles from the feeling.
gradually, you begin to grind on him, lewd cries leaving both of your lips. jake guides your hips forward, sucking in a sharp breath, feeling how tight your gummy walls are around him. you grab onto his shoulders, steadying yourself, attempting to build an organized rhythm but the sheer size of him stops you from doing so. “j-jake,” you choke out, “s’ big..”
jake pats your back gently, other hand tapping your hip. “hm? jakey too big for you?” he chuckles lowly, “you can stop if you want.”
“no,” you mutter almost immediately, tucking your bottom lip under your teeth. “knew you were a slut for my cock, yeah?” he laughs, rubbing your hip in a circular motion before moving down to your thighs, squeezing them before lightly caressing. “cm’ere,” he smiles, his hand traveling from your back to your waist, pulling you in and devouring you, your juices still on his plump lips, forcing you to taste yourself. “see how tasty you are, baby?” he breathes between deep kisses, eyes closed as he sneaks his tongue into your mouth.
both of your remaining senses heighten from both of your eyes closing, jake relishing the way you’re practically bouncing on his cock. “l-love this cunt,” he pants, abruptly bucking his hips up, catching you off guard, a yelp leaving your lips. you both pull away, jake throwing his head back as you claw at his shoulders desperately. you feel so full, and jake notices. it’s obvious, the way your lips turn red from the constant biting, the way your eyes squeeze together, the way your bottom lip shakes. jake groans into your ear, eyebrows furrowing together in pleasure.
you feel his dick throbbing inside you, feeling every one of his veins each rock of your hips. jakes jaw drops, staying like that as you feel his cock twitching inside of you. “baby,” he huffs breathlessly, “im–” he pauses, breath getting caught in his throat. “im close..” he murmurs, staring up at you. “y-you should get off..” he expresses his concerns, rubbing your thighs gently. “jake.. p-please..” you plead, squeezing his shoulders, “cum inside me.”
he can’t refuse that.
he releases his hot, sticky load into your pretty, now clenching hole, the ecstasy overwhelming his system. almost immediately after, you cream his cock, cum running down your thighs. the sounds of heavy panting and huffing lingers in the air, leaning closer to jake and laying your head on his shoulder as he pats your back gently.
“we should head back.. i’ll tell you what the next game is on the way there, okay?”
