synopsis - in which jake — your brother’s best friend tries to prove y/n he’s a soild 10.
contains - oral (fem receiving), teasing, orgasm denial, nipple play, kissing, dirty talk, fingering, mentions of heeseung more.
wc - 883
a/n - hey guys its me! ik its been a while and i just wanted to say ty guys and i hope you enjoy! enhypen is 7!!
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“Come on, and you’re telling me you’ve never made a girl squirt before?” you let out in a sarcastic, shocked tone, tilting your head innocently. You and Jake have been sitting at your kitchen table for five hours now; his multiple attempts at teaching you physics have all gone down the drain.
Jake was your older brother’s best friend. Your brother, Heeseung, was the complete opposite of Jake. Heeseung lived for the parties, while his innocent friend barely even had an ex-girlfriend. Well, sort of—there was Sabrina. The obnoxious popular girl who would only sleep with guys she could "rate." With her sleeping with all the guys in her grade, Heeseung and Jake were both victims. Heeseung described her as ‘the loosest girl he’s ever fucked,’ but it wasn't even a proper ‘fuck’ for Jake. All he did was eat her out and cum untouched, with his final rating being a pitiful five.
You knew Jake was better than that. He had a look in his eyes like he wanted to have sex with any woman he saw—reasonable, but desperate. That was why it was your mission to push Jake over the edge and make him prove himself.
“I—what! No way Heeseung told you I was a five!” He lifts his head in embarrassment, barely making eye contact. The guy who was teaching you physics with full confidence three minutes ago is now flushed and pushed to his limit. “I could be an easy seven… Sabrina is barely even qualified for having sex with,” he adds, fidgeting with his pen until the clicking rings in your ears.
“Pfft, yeah right. You? Sim Jake, a seven? I couldn’t even give you a pity rating for that,” you tease, taking the pen away. You rest your hand on his, hearing his desperate squirm of frustration. How hot.
“I can prove it! Let me—” He goes quiet when he actually hears himself, his cheeks redder than a tomato. You’re certain he already has a hard-on.
“Yeah? You wanna prove it to me? Alright then. Prove it,” you say softly. You pull him in by the collar, his soft lips colliding with yours as you feel yourself getting wet.
Jake buries himself in your neck, the heat of his kisses ghosting over your nape as you tug on his soft hair. Your whines almost make it seem like you’re the desperate one. “Fuck—please let me prove it to you,” he mutters in a broken voice. He grinds against your thigh as he pulls off your skimpy tank top, his touch making your nipples harden instantly. You feel his bony fingers play with your breasts, the pads of his fingers trailing over your skin.
He kisses his way down to your clothed core, leaving small kisses on your abdomen before pulling down your shorts. Both his middle and ring fingers trail over the wetness of your panties. He looks up at you, flushed, and bites onto the pink lace of your underwear with his teeth. You let out a loud whine at the teasing, your feet on either side of his shoulders as you tug his hair.
“N-ngh, Jakey, stop teasing,” you plead. His quiet, teasing laugh only turns you on more.
“Aw, so needy already?” he murmurs against you. “Pretty girls like you have to wait their turn, do you understand?” You nod breathlessly, your head spinning as he finally removes your panties.
He drags his tongue along your length, sending goosebumps over your burning body. “F-fuck, Jake!” you yell as he slips a finger inside. You’ve had others do this before, but this is different. Other guys rush a woman’s pleasure just to get to the "good stuff," but Jake? Jake’s pleasure is based entirely on how you twitch and squirm for him.
“Feels good, lovely? Is it too much?” he asks. You can’t even form a sentence. Your voice hitches as the rhythm of his tongue and the steady pump of his fingers overwhelm you.
“Words, sweets,” he says in a stern voice—the same one that was whiny and quiet minutes ago. Jake Sim and his damn duality.
“No, god… so good, fuck!” You feel him dig deeper, two fingers filling you so completely it feels more intense than if he were using his cock. You can only imagine how that would feel.
“Yeah? So good? And I thought I was barely a seven, sweetheart?” He slows his pace just as you reach the edge, stopping you from releasing. “If you want to cum, you’ve got to fix that rating. All good things come with actions, baby.”
“Fuck! I’m sorry, I was wrong, you’re so fucking good!” you whine, clinging to his hair for dear life. He picks up the pace again, your pussy wetter than ever. “Gonna cum! Yes!”
You release with a sharp whine, a gush of heat hitting his face as you squirt. “There you go, hon. Come for me,” he says, cleaning you up with his tongue while the overstimulation sends you into a daze. He kisses the insides of your thighs as you throw your head back in pure bliss.
“So… how was I?” he asks in his usual ‘Jake’ voice. Your eyes widen in disbelief before you hit his arm teasingly.
synopsis: your clingy boyfriend knows exactly how to make get your attention
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jake is slowly losing it.
as the hard working scholar you are, your grades matter to you the most. endless studying, countless of note taking, multiple practice exam quizzes to boost your grade up, made you be such an overachiever.
jake admires it. really.
he likes how devoted you are to your studies and loves seeing your satisfied smiles once you received your exam grades, and little hums when you’re finally done studying.
at first, he was okay with shifting your mind more to your studies. as he knows, education is top priority, however, he started to become pouty when your attention for him had gradually decreased.
you remember the little moments when jake would pull you by your waist and hug you like a bear when you’re grabbing tea from the kitchen, but your mind was so focused on memorizing terminology. or when jake playfully swipe cream on your cheek when he bought you your favorite strawberry cake slice to relax, but in the end you gave him a sour expression and went to your bed to study. or how you would eat dinner a little late, yelling from your bedroom, “be there at five! almost done with the chapter!”
jake believed he would be the greatest boyfriend of all of history, so he becomes patient, and wait for you to finally look at him, but the attention never came.
when he walks into the bedroom, it’s no surprise that he sees you on your ipad on the bed. you’re reading some chapters your microbio professor had assigned for you for homework.
jake smiles to himself at how comfortable you look, and peaceful too.
you feel the bed dip next to you. “hi baby.” jake gently says, kissing your side temple.
“hi hi.” you mutter, throwing a little smile on the side but your eyes were still glued to your reading.
“whatcha reading?” jake throws his arm around you, pulling you closer to him as his eyes glance at the confusing sentences.
“microbio…” you exhale a little too loud. “professor is making us read 6 chapters tonight.” you roll your eyes, finger sliding down on your ipad to continue reading. “stupid.” you mutter. jake’s grin grew from amusement but he sees your tiring expression.
jake pouts, feeling bad. you feel his thumb rub little circles against your arm. you hummed at the feeling, your stress slowly loosening up with his affectionate touch.
“aw that sucks.” jake mutters. “‘m gonna watch some tv.” he grabs the remote from the nightstand as you nod, not minding whatever business he wants.
he turns on the tv and keeps you close to him. it feels nice, you keep to yourself.
it’s been twenty minutes, and jake is needy.
your faint scent of lavender and rose fills his nostrils, and he can’t help but wanting to keep you closer, smell you, even touch you.
jake glances down at you, still reading those stupid chapters with such an immersed expression.
his mind says no, don’t bother your lovely girlfriend, but his heart tempts him to fulfill his desire.
knowing you, jake knows how to get his way.
“want to sit on my lap?”
jake asks suddenly, pulling you out of your engaged reading. you turn to the side, seeing jake looking down at you. you contemplate, but you wanted to before your stress gets consumed into anger.
“okay.” you say and jake mentally triumphs. his legs immediately spread out for you and he straights his back against the headboard.
his hands steady you on your waist as you make your way to his lap. you don’t see jake but he’s biting his lip when your ass is on his face for a quick second.
you exhale (more like moan) in content when you feel his arms wrap around your frame, hugging you close against his chest.
“feels nice.” you close your eyes for a while. jake fiddles with the ends of your cami top, smiling at you.
then he pushes a little further. “can i play with your boobies?” jake says a little too casually.
you turn to face him and shoot him a glare, but jake was quick with it.
“i haven’t touch them in a while! please, just a little touch.” jake pleads with a pout in his face. his hands still rests on your waist, making circles to soothe your anger.
“jake don’t distract me.” you deadpanned. but jake’s jaw open and his eyes almost flew out of his sockets. he felt offended. “me distract you… pft never!” he shrugs his shoulder but you weren’t buying it.
“i won’t! i’ll be a great boyfriend, just please. just let me touch them, won’t do anything else.” jake raises his hands raise to his sides, looking defensive and determined to get you to agree.
usually, you would scold him or leave to go to another room, but you didn’t. maybe you need a little relaxing touch from your boyfriend, especially with an expression like that.
you acknowledge how lack luster your physical touches became, so maybe a little touch from jake wouldn’t get you riled up.
“fine.” you mutter, still glaring at him as you see his eyes light up like a lightbulb.
“wait really!?” he says a little too excitedly. you dismiss him with a hand. “yeah yeah whatever.” you turn back around and lean your body to his chest.
you let your arms rest at jake’s legs and let the ipad be supported by your knees. your arms open to let jake have easier access to your chest.
jake couldn’t handle his excitement. his wishes are becoming true. he didn’t realize how quick you were to say yes, maybe he realizes that you also want this. jake was determined to take care of you.
jake bites his lip as his hands slowly go over your collarbone and dip inside your cami top. he tries to hold in a groan when he feels your soft skin. while you sigh, missing his warm touches.
at first, he squeezes them with his big hands, missing the feeling of your tits. then his thumb caresses the skin above your nipple. jake lets out a silent gasp.
your breath becomes a little uneven but you continue to scroll down and read.
jake hands finally reaches your nipples where he slightly pinches them. he wants to see your reactions. are you also closing your eyes? are you also enjoying as much as he is?
damn hell you are.
you can’t lie, you needed this. you miss jake’s touch and how much he would caress your skin. so the intimate touching, brings electricity to your whole body.
jake squeezes, pushes your tits together, rubs them, leaves lingering soft touches onto your chest. but he slowly becomes a little too passionate.
he would pull your nipples tight, let go, and rub to comfort. and what’s when he hears your shaky breath. jake smirks, amused that you’re finally not reading those damn chapters.
“j-jake.” your head finally leans back, your eyes facing jake as he hums a little, “mhm?” his eyes are diverted to how his hands are playing with your tits.
“feels good.” you close your eyes, shifting a little in your spot as jake’s lips escape a soft groan when your ass aligns with his dick.
he wanted to take you doggy style right here but this wasn’t about him, it was about you.
“it feels nice, princess?”
shivers down your spine.
jake whispers to you, pecking your forehead. you nodded, closing the ipad and tossing it to the side. he smiles, finally getting your attention.
jake sees you squirming in your spot and he was about to bust a nice here and there.
you bit your lip, feeling an uncomfortable wetness in between your thighs.
“jake..” you look up with dazy eyes as his eyebrows raise at you to speak.
“i’m wet..” you whisper, shifting your thighs. jake’s eyes immediately look down and he licked his lips. “can you help me?” you whisper against his lips.
jake’s tongue rolls inside his cheek, he glances at you, nodding while giving you a smile.
“yeah i can..i’ll take care you princess. just relax for me.” the way jake’s hands slither down to your stomach already makes your chest be filled with rapid heart beat. you’re anticipating the next move.
his hand caresses across your stomach like a massage, making you really relax. you sigh.
“you’ve been studying so much, i think you need a reward.” jake’s hand rubs through your thigh through your shorts. you feel warm. “all of that time studying, a good girl like you deserves a treat to destress.”
jake whispers to your ears. you look down and see jake gently open one of your thighs. you immediately obliged, open your legs out for him.
“yeah that’s right..” jake kisses your cheek.
his right hand still caresses your boobs while the other one is slowly making its way up to the spot where you’re needed the most.
his hand dips instead your shorts, and you see him do so. how his hand disappears under your shorts, makes you whimper.
jake’s hand lays on top on your underwear, cupping it. he’s amazed at how wet you are.
he groans out loud when he feels how wet you are. he starts lightly going up and down in your clit, making you jolt slightly.
“forgot how sensitive you are, been so long..” he mutters, entertained at how squirmy you are.
your breathing became louder when jake’s fingers move your underwear to the side.
your hand slides up to jake’s hair, tugging the ends of it.
jake slips in a finger in your cunt and the both you moan. he tests it out first, eyeing your expression. seeing your mouth wide open while seeing him pump his finger inside your hole.
when he sees you nodding, liking his fingers, his pace becomes faster. “mhmm..” you let out, massaging his hair.
you can hear how wet you are, as for jake, his dick is becoming harder and harder. more wetness gushes out of you when he rubs your clit up and down. fingering, back to rubbing, and back to fingering, boy you felt amazing.
“so wet..fuck.” he mutters and you swore that hearing your boyfriend swear was the hottest thing ever.
“jake..” you squirm. “kiss me.” you say, looking up at him, with your warm breath touching his lips and jake immediately presses his lips onto you.
jake devours your mouth like a starved animal. he pushes his tongue into your mouth, making you breathless and dizzy. he tilts and turns his head to get the best angle of you. when he’s deeply kissing you, he fingers you in and out.
“baby..” you broke the kiss, the pleasure consuming you and making you breathless. jake dives into your lips once again, already missing the feeling. he tugs, bites, everything at once and you feel like passing out.
he throws into a second finger. you moan into his mouth his pace becomes a little faster and you’re squirming more against him. “like that jake..please…” you pleaded in desperation as jake smirks against your neck, breathing harshly.
“take everything baby.”
your walls are tightening around his fingers and it makes jake groan. both of you feel fantastic.
the sound of your wetness becomes louder and evident, making jake focused on making you cum.
you throw your head back against his shoulder. he sees your pinched expression in pleasure. he pulls your top down, his hand reaching to tug onto your boobs.
“you sound so pretty.” he pecks your neck, making you moan louder. you feel jake tug a little with his teeth on your neck. “can you be louder?”
his fingers starts to go side to side in a rapid motion that makes you cry out loud.
“beautiful.” jake smiles at you.
“fuck your fingers are so fucking good. holy shit-” your legs are starting to close, your hand immediately grabbing his wrist to pull away but jake insisted. “mmph—”
“no!” he says, not in a scream. “you’re gorgeous when you’re legs are open for me like this.” he goes back to fingering your cunt.
“hear this? so fucking beautiful.” he curses against your lips in a deep voice that hinted teasing.
you’re gasping, pleasure becoming too much.
“this pussy is mine. all of it.” jake holds onto your collarbone to keep you steady. “y-yes it’s yours!” you scream out.
jake chuckles. his tongue rests on his lips, concentrated.
your walls tighten once again, you tighten your grip on his hair, encouraging to keep the pace. jake groans at the grip. “i’m gonna cum.” you whine. “jake…” you say slowly as his pace fastens.
his grip on your tit tightens, holding them, even twisting them harsher that it makes you breathless.
“come for me.” he says. “you deserve it baby.” he soothes you, kissing your cheek to encourage you.
your walls tighten around that specific spot that jake hits. your jaw opens, letting out a quiet scream, face contorting. jake sees your erotic expression, continuing to hit your g-spot spot strongly and repetitively.
“found it.” jake smirks, voice filled with happiness and glee.
you look down, the sight of his veiny hands into your pussy makes you clench harder. that what makes you lose it.
jakes hits the spot that had you jolting around him and your thighs shake uncontrollably. jake holds you still in your spot, his hand pushing your stomach down. he makes you cum with his fingers.
you feel it, pushing jake’s hand away but he doesn’t budge.
“jake!!” you rolled your eyes back and you let out the most intense scream you’ve ever let out.
you’re gasping for air, your hair strands stick to your forehead, and you’ve released your cum into jake’s hands. he runs his fingers all over your cunt, making you overstimulated. “too much…” you whisper as he cleans you up.
he hums in satisfaction, seeing your chest fall up and down and your release on his fingers.
you open your eyes once jake’s hand disappears from your cunt. you eye him, and you see the cum-covered fingers go into his mouth, sucking it like a lollipop. jake stares at you while consuming all of your release, popping his mouth once he’s done and your heart quickens at the sight. then he throws an innocent smile.
“see all you needed to do was to loosen up.” jake sends you a wink and you can’t help but to scoff.
“seu namoradinho jake sim não consegue se conter quando se trata da sua marquinha de biquíni.” jake x reader!, sexo sem proteção (não pode fazer, viu? 👀), relacionamento estabelecido.
“Amor… Tem que passar protetor toda hora que for na água, se não vai ficar queimado.”
“Mas diz que é a prova d’água.” diz lendo o rótulo.
“É, só se for pro sol da Coréia, porque aqui pro Rio não sustenta não.”
Jake vem novamente, todo murchinho, a pele branquinha já se tornando vermelha, e para em sua frente, sentadinho, para você ajudá-lo com o protetor.
Você passa pelas costas largas, os braços, peitoral, e pelo rostinho vermelho. Se deita ao lado dele na canga, e passa a admira-lo. Ele absorve cada coisinha que acontece pela praia: o sanduíche natural com mate, o moço do biscoito globo, o sacolé. Presta atenção em tudo. Os cabelos negros estão jogados para trás, ainda molhados do último mergulho. Ele é tão tão lindo.
“Você tá ficando com marquinha de biquíni.” ele murmura distraído, a mão passando por sua cintura, até a curva de sua bunda, e voltando. Ambos deitados de lado na canga. Aperta de levinho a poupa do seu traseiro, gosta da sensação de sua pele quente e salgada sob o toque dele.
“Você nunca me viu com marquinha, né?” pergunta fazendo um carinho no rostinho dele. Te agrada que, pelas férias, ele tenha dado um tempo de se barbear, e leves pelinhos pinicam seus dedos.
“Não.” nega com a cabeça. “Não sei nem se eu tô preparado pra esse evento.”
“Bobo.”
“Qual o nome mesmo?” pergunta interessado.
“Quentinha, amor.” você ri. “Vamos tomar um banhozinho, aí a gente almoça. Já liga o ar pra deixar o quarto geladinho.”
Ele liga o ar, e te segue até o banheiro. No box, a ducha geladinha te agrada. Você tira a calcinha e o top do biquíni, e pega Jake encostado no box te reparando. Porra… Para ele, você poderia ficar para sempre assim. A marquinha perfeita em sua bunda, descendo pelo seio o deixando em um formato ainda mais bonito. Tão fodidamente perfeita.
Fica até sem graça em tirar o short de praia molhado, já que ficou duro só de olhar. As bochechas ruborizam, a bermuda justa no quadril. Mas ele se desfaz da peça, e entra no box contigo.
“Gostou?” você pergunta o abraçando pela nuca. Ele abraça sua cintura em resposta, dando um selinho em seus lábios.
“Muito. ‘Cê não tem noção.”
O olha com ternura. Ali, nus, tão íntimo. Jake estava amando conhecer sua cultura, sua história, seu país. A pele do próprio estava levemente bronzeada — embora estivesse mais vermelha do que qualquer outra coisa. Fofo. Passou as unhas grandes pelo abdômen malhado, até chegar no quadril, onde a marca da cueca era evidente. A pele branquinha da virilha constrastava com a barriga queimada de sol. Ele sorri fraco, meio apaixonado, meio tímido, ao entender que você estava o admirando.
“Ficou marcadão, né?” o suspiro que ele dá diz muito sobre sua situação atual. O caralho duro, pulsando, volta e meia roçando em sua barriga, fazendo com que ele tivesse espasmos nervosos. O mínimo contato era suficiente para fazê-lo suprir um gemido manhoso na ponta da língua.
Ele não conseguia parar de te olhar. A pele bronzeada divergindo do tom mais claro ao redor de seus mamilos chamava a atenção dele. A parte de baixo se tornava ainda pior. A marca da calcinha do biquíni era vivida em seu corpo. Ele ao menos sabia o que fazer com tanto desejo. Se pudesse ficaria te apreciado pelada o dia inteiro.
“Que foi, Jakey Jakey?” murmurou com manha, o abraçando novamente. Ele pousa as mãos em suas nadegas, levantando seu corpo de encontro ao dele, suficiente para poder pegar suas coxas, e colocá-la em seu colo, contra a parede.
“Essa marquinha..” diz perdidinho, passa a te segurar apenas com um braço em volto em sua cintura, e a outra mão indo de encontro ao seu seio, acariciando devagar.
Ele estava tão lindo. O cabelo sedoso jogado para trás, o rosto limpo, algumas marcas em seu rosto e algumas pintinhas em seu nariz. Se encantava com o nariz proeminente, os olhos pidões de cachorrinho, e aquele biquinho insistente nos lábios carnudos e bem desenhados.
Lindos.
“Tô com tesão, amor..” murmura contra seus lábios. A respiração totalmente descompassada, se esfregando mais que o normal em seu corpo, querendo manter-se o mais colado o possível em você. Só queria ficar pertinho, agarradinho.
Era o seu cachorrinho.
“E o que você vai fazer com isso…? Hum?” diz baixinho, calma, como se entrelinhas dissesse que entendia. Que estava tudo bem.
Nunca havia visto o namorado daquela forma. Parecia enfeitiçado, desejo puro, em uma mistura de ternura e paixão. Hipnotizado.
“Quero comer você. Quero muito, muito.. Porra…” o pau pulsou novamente só de falar. “Deixa eu te foder, uhm?” pede, puro dengo. Quase implora.
“Estamos sem camisinha, meu bebê..” você diz, maldosa, escondendo-se atrás de um biquinho falso. Ele ao menos percebe.
“A gente faz sem, por favor.” sopra em seus lábios, massageando sua bunda com mais força agora, descontando a vontade que sente de apenas se deslizar para dentro. Seria tão fácil. O pau já babando pré gozo entraria com facilidade, uma vez que ele também conseguia sentir seu calor, seu prazer escorrendo pela coxa. E isso piorava a situação dele. Deveria estar tão molhadinha, tão quentinha, e a porra daquela marquinha…
“Vamo foder no pelo, vai… Eu gozo fora. Por favor, por favor, por favor… Já tá começando a doer… Ou deixa só a cabecinha. Juro.” murmura dengoso, já respirando pela boca. Suas palavras saiam como gemidos, a medida que encostava em sua buceta quentinha volta e meia. Nem percebia as estocadas superficiais que dava, apenas para se esfregar em você.
“Tá. Só um pouquinho.” murmura, sentindo-se tão afetada quanto, pelo desespero do maior.
“Só um pouquinho.” repete em um sussurro, a cabecinha sendo guiada pra sua fenda babada, entrando com facilidade. Ele geme cortado de imediato, o seu interior apertando-o. Não demora nem segundos para manter um ritmo rápido, socando em você. Mantinha os lábios colados nos seus, você sentindo a vibração dos gemidos gostosos saindo da boquinha dele.
Tão lindo.
Murmurando palavras desconexas naquele sotaque australiano gostoso, sem dizer coisa com coisa. Você, no colinho dele, o ajudava rebolando em seu comprimento, agarrando os cabelos macios de sua nuca, e puxando volta e meia com carinho e tesão.
“Você é muito gostosa, bebê.. Que bucetinha gostosa, toda minha.. Não me aperta assim não, por favor… Deixa-.. Deixa mais um pouco.”
“Não dá…” diz, pura manha. “Tá muito bom, tá muito bom.”
“Eu sei, eu sei… Mas não vou conseguir te fazer gozar metendo assim, sem gozar também…” aumenta um pouco o ritmo das estocadas, meio desesperado, a vontade subindo à sua cabeça.
Ele, com a destra, se apoia no suporte que tem no box, te encaixa melhor no próprio pau, e passa a socar mais rápido.
“Jakey…” ele não conseguia falar mais nada. Nada. Apenas gemer.
“N-não d-dá, amor… E-eu vou.. Vou g-gozar.”
Era o momento certo, já que você nem ligaria se ele gozasse dentro. Estava tão absorta no próprio orgasmo iminente, que pensou na responsabilidade só depois.
Seu prazer veio com força, o apertando com vontade, pulsando tão forte que foi impossível Jake se segurar. Gozou tão forte quanto você, lutando para não perder as próprias forças. Esporrou quentinho em seu interior, sentindo o alívio de todo tesão acumulado sair pela fenda da cabecinha inchada e maltratada.
Os gemidos de Jake eram músicas para seu ouvido, o corpo malhado tremia ainda pela estimulação. Termina deixando seu corpo escorregar devagar, até que seus pés estivessem de volta ao chão. As mãos dele em sua cintura agora, a cabeça para o alto, molhando os cabelos lisinhos.
“Porra..” ele murmura, meio risonho, meio tímido, dando selares molhadinhos em sua testa, bochecha, e boca. Evoluindo para um beijo rápido, mas molhadinho, com a língua quente acariciando a sua.
“Tudo isso por causa da marquinha?” provoca risonha.
“Pra você ver.” diz baixinho, totalmente apaixonado.
pairing: vampire!heeseung x fem!reader genre: friends to lovers, smut, pwp, Decelis Academy au warnings: smut content, drinking, kissing, ass grabbing, bitting, tit sucking, nipple play, dirty talking, oral (f.reciving), pussy slapping, fingering, big dick hee, blood, vampire stuff, unprotected sex (don’t do this guys), a bit of chocking, cum eating. want to keep reading? click here ⬇️
YOU’RE INVITED TO OUT BLOODY BIRTHDAY PARTY.
“Y/N, wait a second!” a voice exclaimed behind you, you turned around, seeing the familiar face of the boy who you were very used to see every day at the Academy.
“Heeseung, hi. Is everything okay?” you asked with a small smile on your face, your heart staring to pump faster as the boy came closer to you.
Heeseung was a very handsome and popular boy at your Academy. He and his group of friends Jake, Jay, Sunghoon, Sunoo, Jungwon and Ni-ki were known for their mysterious appearance and charming personality.
“Yeah, yeah.” he said. “I just wanted to give you this…”
Heeseung took a out of his backpack a piece of paper that seemed like a card, he gave it to you, a dark blue piece of paper that had written on the front “An Invitation To Our Bloody Birthday Party, To: Y/N.”
“Oh, thanks, Hee. I knew your birthday was coming up but I didn’t knew you were throwing a party.” he chuckled.
“Yeah, we decided that we wanted a big birthday this year.”
“We?” you repeated, a confused look in your face.
“Mhm.” he nodded. “Y’know, me and my friends. We all have the same birthday.”
“That’s—that’s an interesting thing to know…” you thought for a moment. “But anyway, thanks for the invitation, Hee.”
“No problem! Friday night, okay? 9pm, try not to be late. The dress code is our uniform… and Y/N?”
“Yeah?”
“Please come, i’m excited to have you there.”
“I’m surely going to be there, don’t worry.” you giggled. “And again, thanks for the invitation.”
“See you Friday night then.” Heeseung waved you goodbye with a smile on his face and continued walking.
You looked down and the invitation on your hands, taking out the white piece of paper that was inside the blue one.
You’re invited to our bloody birthday party.
Sometimes, walking down the deadly path
Without fleeing from death itself
Can give rise to the most wondrous creation
We hope you will be able to come.
Huh, this was a very—very interesting birthday invitation. Bloody Birthday Party? What does that even mean? And the fact that they all have the same birthday, makes the situation even stranger.
Students talked a lot about Heeseung and his friends. Most of the time were good things —most of the time— but the rumor about them going to the forest at night to kill animals and drink their blood, never left the Academy. People made theories about it, maybe they were sick of their mind, maybe they were crazy—even murders. But the craziest of them was the one that said they were all vampires.
Of course you liked Heeseung—and not just in the friendly way. His handsome face and polite manners caught your attention since the first day you met him at the Decelis Academy. He was always kind and friendly to you, who could possibly not fall for him? You also had a good relationship with his friends, Jake and Jay were your chemistry partners at class, Sunghoon was your very first friend at the Academy, you tutored Sunoo and Jungwon a few times for math class, and Ni-ki—well, he hit you on the face with a ball by accident.
ding dong!
You stood in front of the party’s door, loud music pumping from the inside. It was as a dark night, the cold breeze running to your body sending a shiver down to your spine, an unpleasant and uneasy feeling invading your body.
“Y/N, you finally came!” the door opened, revealing a messy hair Heeseung on the inside. His tie was a little bit loose and he had a red cup on his hand, probably de liquor he was drinking.
“Hey.” you smiled. “Sorry for the waiting, I had some work to do…”
“Don’t worry. Come in, come in.” Heeseung stepped aside letting you in, the room was full of people dancing and drinking, there was a disco-ball illuminating with flashing lights the room and everyone seemed to have a good time.
“Follow me, let’s say hello to the other guys.”
Heeseung’s arm wrapped over your shoulder, pulling you closer to him to make sure you wouldn’t lose in the crowd. He took you to the living room, where all his friends were laughing and drinking with each other.
“Hey guys!” Heeseung spoke, gaining the attention of his friends. “Look who finally came…”
“Y/N!” Sunoo exclaimed, raising his arms in excitement.
“Happy birthday you guys!” you pull them all into a tight hug, congratulating them one by one.
“Hey, I remember you.” the youngest of them, Riki, said. “You’re the girl I hit with a ball last week.”
“Yeah…” you answered.
“Sorry about that, nice to finally meet you.” he smiled.
“There’s drinks and food at the kitchen.” Jake said and Sunghoon nodded. “Take whatever you want and have fun.” Jungwon added.
“I’ll get her a drink, see you later boys.”
Heeseung got you out of the conversation with the boys and guided you towards the kitchen. A lot of students were passed out in the couches due to the alcohol in their systems and a few of them were making out in hidden corners of the room.
There were a lot types of drinks in the counter, particularly every single one of them being color red. Maybe this was what the invitation ment with “Bloody Birthday Party.”
“You really got into the theme, huh?” you smirked, speaking as loud as possible for Heeseung to hear you. “Even the drinks look like real blood.”
“I know, right.” he chuckled. “We put a lot of effort in it.”
Heeseung handed you the drink he was making for you, the red substance looking pretty temptress in your hands.
You gave it a sip, the drink actually tasting really good, a mix of strong liquor and something that you couldn’t guess if it was strawberry or watermelon burning down your throat. It tastes good, you thought.
“I’m glad you like it.” the boy said.
“How do you even know I like it?” you spoke back.
“You thought about it.”
“I actually did.” you laughed. “How did you know? It’s actually really, really good.”
“Just a little guess… C’mon, I want to show you something.”
Heeseung took your hand and dragged you through the crowd once again. God, he has been so touchy with you since you came in here. It’s not like you had something planned for tonight to get with Heeseung—it was his birthday party after all—but deep down in your mind you wished for him to make a move.
You started to hear the music and people talking less and less every minute. Heeseung’s hand was still dragging you up the stairs to what seemed the second floor of the house.
“Heeseung, where are we going?” you asked in confusion. why was he keeping you afar from the party?
“To my room.” he simply answered.
“Your—your room?” you stuttered. “But what about the party? You’re the birthday boy, you can’t just leave!”
“Don’t worry about it, Y/N. I just want to show you something. Besides, the other boys are down there.”
“Okay…”
Heeseung opened the door of what appeared to be his room, you entered the unknown space and then he came after you. The bedroom had actually a lot of space, a big bed with a desk on the side, a tv—but what actually caught your attention was the balcony that was illuminated by the moonlight.
“Oh, wow.” you murmured.
You stepped into the balcony, allowing the cold breeze to run through your hair. The view was amazing, the moon and stars were shining bright and you could almost see the entire Academy from here.
“Beautiful view isn’t it?” Heeseung said, standing beside you while admiring the big bright moon.
“Absolutely yes, you’re lucky to have this view every day.”
“Right? I know…”
You were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t notice that Heeseung wasn’t looking at the sky anymore, he was actually looking at you.
“What are you looking at?” you chuckled nervously, trying to avoid eye contact at all costs.
“Hmm, just the view.” he smirked.
“Oh, shut up.” you pushed his arm softly. “What is that even supposed to mean?”
“It means I like you.”
Wait—what? Oh god, Heeseung, your crush for the last few months was actually confessing that he liked you.
“I know you like me too.” he smiled.
“Oh yeah? And what makes you so sure about that, huh?”
“Because you…” he paused for a second, getting so close to you in a way that you could feel the heat radiating from his body. “…just thought about how i’ve been your crush for the past months.”
How could he possibly know what you were thinking? First it happened with the drink, now with this—
“How are you reading my mind?” you whispered, your lips so close to his that they were almost touching.
“I know a lot of things, baby.” Heeseung whispered back.
He got even closer to you, almost closing the small amount of distance that was left. His lips brushed against your cheek, sending a jolt of electricity through your body and shivers down your spine. His hands were on your hips, the tension between you two growing stronger second by second.
Heeseung’s lips finally met yours, kissing you in a slowly sensual way as if he was trying to take his time with you. The kiss eventually heated up pretty quickly, the wet smacking sounds and labored breathing was the only thing that could be heard. His tongue entered your mouth, dancing with your own wet muscle who was trying to gain control, of course you failed. Heeseung’s hands went from your hips to your ass, squeezing harshly and provoking a moan from your mouth.
“You’ll let me have you, right?”
He didn’t even need to hear an answer, the way your body was reacting to his touch was as enough green light for him to continue.
Heeseung guided you carefully to the soft mattress of his bed, his lips never leaving yours. His hands started to touch your body, taking off your tie and untying the white Academy Uniform you were wearing. One of his hands cupped your breast, pulling your lacy white bra to the side so he could feel how hard your nipples were starting to get.
“Fuck…” you moaned. Heeseung’s lips went from kissing your lips, to your jaw, to finally meet the soft skin of your neck. He started to suck there, discovering that every inch of your neck was one of your sweet spots.
His lips nipped all over your skin, biting and sucking it in a way that was making you see stars. He bit a particular place that got your eyes rolling at the back of your head, the burning pain of his teeth sinking down your skin adding more pleasure than you were feeling before.
“Auch!” you hissed.
“You like that? You like that baby? Yeah, me too.” he whispered before biting the same spot again.
His hot mouth went down to kiss your collarbone while one of his hands was busy unclasping your bra. He took it completely off, throwing it at one side of the bed, your soft breasts and erect nipples coming out freely.
His hands reached out and started to squeeze your tits, his fingers pinching your nipples as a moan scapes your lips. Heeseung’s swollen lips came to suck on of your nipples, his mouth pulling the flesh as hard as he could. Your back arched, trying to press your chest as close as you could to his mouth. The hot muscle came to your other tit, his tongue flicking your erect nipple while his hand was caressing your other breast.
He traveled a path of kisses from your tits to where you uniform skirt started, you took it off in a quick motion, trying to get some friction in where you need it the most.
“So desperate, huh…” he kissed you inner tights. “Want me to suck your pussy, baby? Want me to make you feel good?”
“Just—stop with the teasing, please.” you begged, your hips bucking up trying to find some sort of relief.
“You really need me, don’t you?” he giggled.
“Heeseung, please.” you groaned in frustration. “Please…”
“Just because you asked it so nicely.”
He took your panties off, his head between your tights as he spread your pussy lips apart. Heeseung finally leaned in, his tongue poking out to lick your clit.
“Fuck!” you gasped.
He began to lick and suck at your clit, his movements becoming stronger as he tried his best to please you. He groaned, the vibrations going directly to your throbbing cunt, his tongue moving roughly against your sensitive flesh. You moaned in pleasure, your hand coming down to his hair trying to push him even closer to you. He sucked and slurped loudly as he devoured your pussy, just like a starved man. One of his fingers came into your hole, stretching you to prepare you for what would be coming in a few minutes. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to climax, your body trembling with anticipation.
“I’m gonna—shit— i think I’m cumming.” your hands grabbed the sheets behind you, searching for some kind of support.
“Taste so fucking good, baby… Just want you to cum in my face.”
His lips went back to your glistening pussy, he buried his face between your legs, his tongue delving deep into your cunt. You allow yourself to let out a load moan, no one would hear you do to the music, anyways. Heeseung’s tongue was swirling around your bundle of nerves and fucking your pussy.
“Cumming.” you nearly managed to say, biting your lip so hard to muffle your moans you could start taste your own blood.
A slap hit your pussy, the mixture of pain and pleasure making the knot in your stomach instantly snap. He continued to suck your pussy through your orgasm, your juices gushing out as he eats you even harder now. The wetness dripping down his chin as you cum all over his face.
“Shit…” Heeseung panted, his head coming up from between your legs. “That was so fucking hot.”
He crawled up until his lips were on top of yours once again, the mix of your lip blood and your own arousal in Heeseung’s mouth making the kiss intoxicated.
“Blood.” Heeseung said, stopping his movements and staring at your lips. You could feel his dark gaze in you, the only source of light was the moon that was illuminating his face.
“What?” you murmured, to lost in his kisses to even care about what he was saying.
“I can taste blood on your lips.” he repeated.
“I’m sorry—I think I bit my lip too hard.”
“Good.”
He captured your lips in a hungrier kiss, his hands went to unbutton his own shirt, throwing it to the side. Your hands touched his chest and his abs, trying to memorize every single inch of his perfect body. You went down, your fingers untangling his belt, both of his arms on the sides of your head.
Heeseung tossed your hands aside, taking down his own pants and boxers, revealing his hard throbbing length. He stroked himself a little, precum dripping down his red tip. He aligned himself to your entrance, pressing his hard cock against your soaking wet pussy. He slowly started thrusting into you, his thick length stretching you so delicious yet so painfully. He could feel your tight cunt stretching around his girth, a groan coming out from his lips.
His dick was sliding deep into your pussy, his movements hard and fast. You moaned, the feeling of his dick deep into you too good to be true. Your tits moving rhythmically with his trusts, bouncing up and down just right into Heeseung’s face. He kissed both of them, biting and sucking into the soft flesh. Tears were starting to come down from your face, your orgasm approaching faster than you expected.
“You can take it, baby. Take my cock, so fucking good, so fucking tight.” he groaned, his thumb cleaning the tears from your cheeks. “You want to cum, huh?”
The only sound coming from your mouth were incoherent mumbles, you were so cock drunk you couldn’t even speak properly.
“Use your words when I speak to you, Y/N.” a particular hard thrust hit your pussy, making you moan like crazy. Heeseung’s hand went to your throat, adding the perfect amount of pressure for you to feel like in cloud nine.
“Fuck— yes! Please, Hee. Please…” you gasped, the lack of oxygen and the tears in your eyes blurring your sight.
“It’s okay, baby. Let it go, okay? Just be a good girl and cum for me.”
His fingers reached around to rub your clit, making you moan even louder as he fucked you senseless.
Your orgasm hit you like a truck, you pussy clenching hard around his dick. Heeseung was still trying to chase his own orgasm, the overstimulation being too much to your poor sensitive body.
“Shit—now i’m gonna cum.” he panted, his thrust becoming sloppier. “Where do you want it?”
“Tits.” you replied.
He pulled out of you, now kneeling at one side of your body right next to your chest. He began to pump himself faster, moans escaping from his pretty lips.
The next thing you could feel was his hot cum ropes touching your chest, you sticked your tongue out, some of the salty fluid getting into your mouth.
Heeseung landed next to you, his arm around your waist and his face in the crook of your neck, both of you still trying to catch your breaths. He left kisses on your shoulder, making you feel save and loved at the same time.
The cute, soft moment didn’t last long, tho. You hissed, shifting a little uncomfortable as you felt Heeseung’s teeth on your neck again.
“Hey, you like biting, don’t you?” you giggled, hands coming to stroke his hair softly.
“It’s a mark.” he spoke. “Now you’re mine.”
“Yours, huh?” you smiled.
“Mhm, yes.”
The coldness of the night hit you in contrast of the hot atmosphere of Heeseung’s room.
It was around 3am on the morning and everyone already left the party. Of course you didn’t want to leave Heeseung’s side, but you had to get back to your dorm before the classes began.
The scenario of Heeseung and you was repeating in your mind like a movie, you smiled to yourself, butterflies fluttering in your stomach.
“Oh, shit.” you said, stopping abruptly your path and remembering that your tie was still missing. I must left it in Heeseung’s room, you thought.
You went back to the house, opening the door and seeing all the mess that was left behind. Surely all the boys were either too drunk or too lazy to clean the place.
You walked to Heeseung’s room, your hand almost touching the door knob when you heard a strange sound come from another door. You froze, maybe one of the boys was still up. What if someone saw you trying to get into Heeseung’s room?
You heard the strange noise again, deciding to leave Heeseung’s room and walk to the other door. You pressed your ear into it, trying to decipher what was causing the sounds you were hearing.
Taking a deep breath you decided to open the door, and you did not expect to see what was happening.
“What the…”
Your eyes widen in surprise. The room was cover in blood, mostly snakes and other type of animals laying dead or in pieces all across the room.
The seven boys looked at you, too perplexed to continue their actions. All of them were also covered in blood. Sunoo, Sunghoon and Heeseung holding a small snake in his hands.
“Y/N.” Heeseung spoke, panic in his voice trying to find an excuse to save himself and the others. “I swear I can explain…”
jake x fem!reader. smut, fingering, squirting. mdni!
just thinking about jake and his weird habit of putting his middle and ring finger into things ??
imagine you're on the bed with him, laying on your back. your shorts and panties were taken off, shirt pushed up to free your boobs. jake's been fingering your pussy for minutes now, pumping his fingers into your hole.
he was sucking your left boob, both of them red and wet already, all marked up. he was being messy as always, licking and slurping on your nipple just to hear your moans go thinner.
your legs were shaking. "p-please jakey... I c-can't-"
"yes you can, babydoll." he muttered as his mouth left your tit for a second, looking at you. "you look so gorgeous, all ruined and messy for me. you say you can't, but this pretty cunt is still clenching around my fingers."
his fingers curled in that way that made you see stars. "mhmm- jake!" you cried out, knowing your third orgasm was close already.
jake chuckled. "see? cum on my fingers again, dolly. just once more, do it for me." he started to move his hand faster, hitting that good spot over and over again, fingers deep between your legs.
you arched your back, a loud scream before your pussy started to let out liquid. he pumped his fingers faster for a second before letting go, letting you squirt all over his hand and his bed.
he just watched, looking like he was the one who just cummed all over the sheets. "fuck, sweetheart, you have no idea how beautiful that was." he said before licking his hand. he then went down to lick your pussy clean, getting breathless little gasps off you.
