wait dom! reader fucking and humiliating sub! ej in front of his bestie nicho do we see the vision-
Pairing(s): Byun Euijoo/Reader, Nico | Wang Yixiang/Reader, Byun Euijoo/Nico | Wang Yixiang (implied)
Summary: Sometimes you think they don’t even fucking see you.
WC: 934
Notes: Anon, you see me, and I see you. So walk with me here!! This is some type of reverse cuckholding
You’ve placed your fingers flat on his tongue, sliding it against the wet cartilage with each back and forth of your hips. Euijoo’s dick is pretty. But it’s even prettier when it’s hitting that spot deep inside of you that makes you see stars. Your boyfriend doesn’t know where to look. At you, his beloved, who has tied him up and forced him to take whatever you’re giving him. Or his best friend, who’s sitting just a bit away, staring at where the two of you are joined with dark eyes and a bouncing leg.
Nico shifts, adjusting himself in his pants and you coo, lifting up with a wet sound before slamming back down. It causes Euijoo to choke on a moan, fighting against the restraints to try and touch you.
“Awe.” Your tone is soft, sweet, hiding something dark, and unsettling with your words. “You see that, Nichol? My Juju doesn’t know where to look.” You look down at Euijoo, who has dragged his gaze away from his best friend again to look at you, ears tinged pink with pleasure and embarrassment. “No, don’t look at me.” You take your fingers out of his mouth, pressing them against his cheek to turn his head. “Look at him. It’s what you want, right?” Your boyfriend grows impossibly harder inside of you, and you laugh. It’s mean, hard in a way that they’re both going to have to think about later. “You’re so pathetic, EJ. Getting hard while your best friend watches me fuck you.”
The way Nico’s head tips back is erotic, his leg stretching out to relieve the pressure of his dick being trapped in his jeans. He reaches down, but you make a sharp noise. “Did I say you could touch yourself?” You’ve slowed your movements, hips stuttering to a stop that has Euijoo whimpering.
Your chest glistens with sweat, a droplet sliding down the vast expanse of skin that has Nico following, swallowing hard. It’s an audible gulp, and he makes eye contact with Euijoo. His best friend’s pupils are blown out, barely a sliver of brown to be seen, mouth agape in pleasure. “If you cum, he doesn’t cum.” You rock against Euijoo slowly, head tilting when he whines. “You don’t want that, do you, Nichol?”
They both shiver under your tone, and Nico shakes his head, wrapping his fingers around the arms of the chair until his skin pales from the force of it. Your hands brace against Euijoo’s chest as you begin to fuck your boyfriend in earnest. He tries to look at you, but every time his head turns you force it back so he has no choice but to look at Nico.
“Feels so g-good.” Your moan is, like most things about you, erotic. It races up Nico’s spine, has Euijoo’s toes curling. He’s not used to this. You being in control. But Euijoo can’t find it in himself to mind.
The headboard hits the wall with dull thuds the faster you get. You can feel Euijoo getting closer and closer with each swell of his cock, and the way his thrusts turn sloppy. “You gonna cum?” His eyes close, and you lightly slap his cheek. “I asked you a question, EJ. You gonna cum?”
He nods, and you look at Nico. “Isn’t that so cute? EJ’s gonna cum while his best friend watches.” You can feel it tightening in your stomach, slowly spreading through your body the closer you get to an orgasm yourself. “I bet he wishes he was the one who was doing this.” A pause. “I bet you do too.”
The undertone of bitterness is missed as Euijoo shouts, pearlescent streaks of cum painting your insides, sliding out from the sheer mass of it. You keep going, thighs tensing from exhaustion as your orgasm hits you like a freight train, bowing your back. Your hand curls into Euijoo’s hair, pulling him up to press a messy kiss against his lips. He’s shivering from overstimulation as you ride the wave of pleasure before coming to a stop.
Euijoo’s chest heaves, his tongue pressing against yours as he absentmindedly tries to pull free from the bondage. When he can’t, he’s reminded of how well you learned knots, and he whines softly. “Let me touch you. Please. Please. Please.”
You laugh at him pushing against his chest to sit up once more. “Now why would I do that, EJ?”
If either of them had their wits about them, they’d notice that you haven’t once called Euijoo by his name. Generally, you never call EJ anything other than Euijoo. But they don’t. They can’t focus, so they don’t notice it.
And it reminds you of how many times you’ve watched them, watching each other, completely oblivious to your presence. You can be sitting right between them, and somehow you’re the third wheel in your own relationship.
You’re stuck in some weird competition where you just want your boyfriend and his best friend to be aware of your existence when they’re hanging out, and yet you’re always losing.
How do you compete, you think, where you don’t compare.
You don’t let the thought grip you for too long, holding a hand out to Nico as you slowly pull off Euijoo. You beckon him with a crook of your fingers, sliding so you’re laying right next to Euijoo, legs wide open. Nico scrambles to where you are, pressing his shaking hands against your knees, and you fist his hair, pulling him up so that Euijoo can see you press a kiss against his jaw.
“Clean me up.”
Notes: sometimes you fuck your boyfriend in front of his best friend because you’re jealous, and you think your boyfriend is just using you (he’s not). And then you have his best friend lick your boyfriend’s cum out of you. And it’s fine! It’s totally fine!
Anon you are so fucking big brained! I imagine it would go something like this:
Asakura Jo is a nice kid. Soft spoken, a little shy, but hard working. You can't complain about his work ethic, you can hardly complain about his attitude. He's easy to train, easy to guide, easy to do a lot of things. Which is why you feel bad that he gets under your skin so much.
You feel like a mouse caught in a maze whenever he looks at you. You feel your skin crawl whenever his brown eyes glide over your skin. You feel watched, captured, and vulnerable even though he has done absolutely nothing to make you feel that way.
He barely even talks to you for gods sake!
But there's something there. There's something you, and only you, can seem to sense. A preternatural ability that has almost always gotten you out of situations before they can arise. Usually, you can pinpoint what it is you're sensing. Usually, you can drag your gaze across a person and find all the little things that they're hiding, that makes them unsafe and move on.
But not with Jo.
Every time you look at him you feel uneasy, but you just couldn't figure it out.
Couldn't, because last week you did.
When you look up, he's already looking at you, eyes catching his in the busyness of the office. He smiles at you, a small thing that looks sweet on the outside but makes you feel like something is slithering around your arms and chest, restricting you from breathing, thinking or eating. Your food catches in your throat, and your coworker, Penny, pounds you back to keep you from choking.
"Woah!" she laughs, smile bright on her older face, "Be careful there, darling! Don't want you dying in this office!"
You can barely focus, chair scraping against the floor as you push away from the table, still coughing. "I gotta go." The paper bag of your lunch crinkles in your hand as Penny says something you can barely hear. Your step echoes in the hall as you rush to the private bathroom, hands bracketing the porcelain sink.
The cold grounds you, eyes squeezing shut as you take in deep breaths.
On your third inhale, the door opens and you curse yourself.
"Occup-" your voice trails off as you make eye contact with Jo through the mirror. He closes the door behind him, flipping the lock, and you squeeze the sink tightly. "It's occupied."
"I know." His lips twitch, hand reaching up to loosen the tie around his neck. "Our coworkers are worried."
"You shouldn't be in here," you snap, watching as he takes a step towards you through the mirror. You want to turn, but your knees have locked up. "This is a single person room."
He hums quietly, another step, then another until he's plastered against your back. He ducks pressing his lips against the shell of your ear. A shiver shakes your body, fear and something else warring with each other.
"You saw them," he asks, the intensity of his eye contact keeping you where you're at, "didn't you?" You almost deny it, but he makes a noise in the back of his throat. "Don't lie."
Your lips part, but nothing leaves your mouth.
Photos. So many photos locked up in his desk. You hadn't meant to find them, hidden in the blanket your job gives to everyone at the office. You'd been looking for the department card, knowing Jo had been the last person to have it when he was put in charge of placing an order, and there had been an unspoken rule that everyone followed, put it in your desk and lock it until someone else needs it. You'd found it before you saw the photos but...
"Yes."
He hums again.
But, you were nosy by nature. Curious. Unfolding the blanket, and the photos spilled in your lap. So many photos. Photos of you in different places. You at a bar. You at home. You in your bathroom (how the fuck did he get those?)
You.
You.
You.
You.
Jo's hand trails up the smooth of your thighs, bunching your skirt up before cupping your pussy through the fabric of your underwear. "You're wet." There's a smug undertone to his words, and you scowl.
"No I'm not."
His eyebrow lifts, pushing the fabric to the side and pressing his finger to the seam of you. You hiss, arms tensing with his movements.
I've been meaning to ask you btw, what groups do you stan?
i remember you mentioning getting into ampers&one but apart from that idk
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Half the groups I’ve been a fan of have disbanded (I’ve been in kpop since 2010) and I got back into it like this year through &team lol. But I’ll give you a list of some of the groups I listened to heavily:
Seventeen
EXO
Monsta X
Super Junior (I’m old)
Boyfriend (disbanded and then came back)
Z:EA (never formally disbanded but haven’t made songs since like 2017)
NCT 127, Dream & Wayv
BAP (disbanded)
C-Clown (disbanded)
Teen Top (Changjo is on TikTok now lol)
U-KISS (disbanded)
Block B (technically disbanded and I hate ZICO)
MBLAQ (disbanded)
Epik High (disbanded AND old af)
VIXX
BTS (circa 2013-2019 not a fan of their new stuff)
TVXQ (disbanded? I never know with those two)
SHINee
Infinite
2PM (disbanded but Heartbeat remains in my constant rotation)
oh I already love this series btw , and he 100% is gonna act a lil tougher than normal to prove how "mature" he is 😭 and he's gotta pretend to not be the baby of the family when they're all together but he's sooo insistent on him being mature enough ahhhh
also, idk I think he'd like the push and pull of power when they get to fucking YK, adds to the age thing, and he's trying (and succeeding for a bit too) but I sooo wanna see him getting dommed a bit and LOVING it
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He’s definitely trying to be Tough and Reliable. And he is both of those things. But he’s also always been the baby, so he wants you to know that like he’s an Adult. He has a good job (a great job), he can pay for things. He’s not that 11 year old boy who cried thinking he’d never see you again
A piece of him is playing a part to get you to see it. He can do casual (no he can’t), he can help you around the house, no strings attached. He can make you feel good. He’s not some kid who can’t tell the difference between fun and serious relationships. He can take charge, pick you up and tell you what to do. But the reality is he’s like, still figuring himself out. He just wants to impress you so bad, and that’s like part of the problem and the guilt there.
Another piece of him is really just Like That™️. He’s a bit of a puppy, yeah. But he has fantasized about meeting you again, in some distant future where his age didn’t matter and wooing you. But he likes how much give and take there is with meeting you now. You give him an inch, he takes a mile. He gives you an inch, you run with it. And there’s something about how horrifically attracted he is to the way you wear your guilt. Like he kind of wants to see it more? And he does NOT have the same moral dilemma you have lmfao.
fuma is def not the hard dom people think he is i want to manhandle him sooooooo bad
Fuma wants to be flipped, twisted around and fucked and no one can tell me otherwise!! I want to peg that man so bad. Bend him over and have him crying in the pillow. IM TALKING ABOUT INNITTTTTT
idk if you've seen it but... nico apparently APPARENTLY went comando (or wore really low panties) yesterday............... (twitter is flooded with videos) (ineedhimsobad)
https://x.com/i/status/2076626033089159320
No you don't understand, I want to pull them pants off and give this man the sloppiest of toppies.
Okay, hopping into your inbox now! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧
So we all know that some of the teamies would definitely into women who are on the curvier side - like, mid- and plus-sized baddies. Who would those be, in your highest opinion?
Honestly? I think all of them. I think it’s based on how much they like to pick up their s/o. Fuma for sure tends to be more attracted to curvier women. But in my humblest of opinions? It’s less of a preference and more of a natural inclination. Fuma, K and Taki might tend to consistently have crushes on mid to plus size women without having technically recognize it.
frick I just remembered I'm your only emoji anon 🧇 and now I feel mighty exposed, so now it's purely so that my account stays anon on yours 😭😭😭 anyway you know me now 😭 🤫
Oh honey, don’t worry. I only have like 86 followers, I was bound to figure it out. BUT NEVER FEAR, your secret is safe with me
