tooâs jeyou âbratzâ (m)
summary. all you wanted was a compliment on your outfit, and youâd get it any way you could.
warnings. nsfw!! jealous!jeyou, dom!jeyou, thigh riding, degradationâ all that good stuff
you appeared in front of your boyfriend sporting a pink plaid skirt along with a spaghetti strap tank top decorated by fur at the neckline. âordered it last week- i wanted to try some new fashion aesthetics and iâve been seeing ây2k coreâ a lot, so i figured why not test it out?â
jeyou looked up at you and cleared his throat. âyeah, itâs nice babe.â
âjust nice? iâve poured my heart and soul into this outfit and this is what i get in return,â you sank down onto the couch with exaggeration, as if to prove some kind of point. âi feel betrayed!â
this was met with a roll of your boyfriendâs eyes. âyouâre being annoying. i said i like the outfit, alright.â
you widened your eyes in shock at the harshness of jeyouâs response. sure, he had his moments like any regular person, but one thing heâd never do was insult you without making it clear that he was joking- and it was very clear he wasnât. he didnât want anything to do with you at that moment, even with you in your somewhat of a revealing outfit. honestly you couldnât decide which shocked you more, the fact that he seriously called you annoying or the fact that he didnât have his hands up your skirt already. youâd only come to show him the outfit because you were feeling bothered and were sure that it would take no time at all to get the relief from jeyou. youâre not one to give up easy, though- so if the outfit wasnât enough, youâd have to improvise.
âyeah, okay. iâll just go find someone who has an eye for fashion and aesthetics and all that boring stuff you donât care aboutâŠâ you trailed off, bringing a painted nail up to your lip. âwho do i know that would be interested in that? maybe donggeon or jisu? oh, i know!â jeyou wasnât usually jealousâhowever his envy was sent through the roof by one person, and you both know exactly who.
âi think chan would really appriciate this! let me see what heâs doing.â
it wasnât more than three seconds before you felt jeyouâs hand firmly grab your wrist. i win, you thought. âyn, if you wanted me to fuck you, you couldâve just asked. now youâve done it though.â
jeyou was a really sweet guy, you swore up and down by that. he was polite, considerate and always took care of you. however, there was a side to jeyou that not many people saw- in fact, you might be the only one. quicker than you could realize, jeyou had set you on his thigh. he snuck his right hand under you to give your ass a firm squeeze, then a smack. it felt good so you let out a moan, but today you wanted to be extra loud on purpose. you knew how much jeyou loved a noisy partner, especially high pitched whines and moaning of his name mixed with various obscenities. you also knew jeyou wasnât really into degradation, but you wanted to see if you could get it out of him.
âi wonder how it would feel if chan snacked my ass.â you said, making direct eye contact with the man below you. jeyous entire demeanor had changed at your words. before you could tell he was still messing around with you, he wasnât too riled up. now was a completely different story- his face had darkened and his eyes filled with something between anger and lust. without warning he quickly moved his hand to your neck, wrapping it around just tightly enough where he avoided cutting off your air. you let out a yelp and saw his lips curve into a twisted smirk.
âmove.â was all he said. you could figure he was referring to your position on his thigh, your legs on either side of his left one. you began to slowly rock your hips back and forth, but jeyou looked unfazed. thereâs no way you were doing something wrong, but usually seeing you grind on him like this elicited some kind of response. âjeyouâŠâ you moaned, hoping to get something out of him. however his expression remained the same, blank. instead of giving you the reaction you wanted, he lifted his hand and placed a hard smack on to your ass.
âyou want to know what chan-hyungâs hand feels like, huh?â jeyou pulled you closer to him by your neck so his mouth was flush against your ear. âi bet youâre thinking of him right now, youâre thinking of grinding on him like this. youâre such a whore, thinking about one of my best friends while youâre on top of me. and all in that slutty little outfit too? god, you probably want him to rip that shirt and that skirt off of you. to fuck you so hard he leave bruises, to absolutely wreck you- crazy bitch. i know you want chan to fuck you and fill you up with his cum- no, actually, you probably want him to cum all over your face and your tits. right, slut?â
you hadnât realized how much youâd picked up the pace since jeyou had started talking. the way those words about his band member slid off of his lips was enough to make you cum on their own. yes, you were with jeyou and youâd never think for a second about cheating on him. but the things he was saying forced images of his best friend into your head. you did think about how big chan was, how heâd feel. you thought about him calling you all the harsh things jeyou never usually did. you thought about him cumming all over you. maybe you were a whore.
âj-jeyou-â you began to moan you boyfriendâs name in an attempt to tell him you were close before he briefly tightened the grip on your throat.
âno, say his name. i want you to say his name while you cum off of my thigh, yn.â
you could hardly believe what you were hearing, part of you thought the euphoria was causing you to hallucinate. jeyou was possessive when it came to you and chan, so for him to be telling you to moan chanâs name and not his was an impossible scenario. yet here you were, about to cum, screaming your boyfriendâs best friendâs name.
âa-ah, chan! iâm gonna cum. iâm gonna cum! iâm gonna-â
with one last movement, your body was sent into a shaking orgasm. you placed your head into the space between jeyouâs neck and shoulder, gripping the couch for support. it was probably one of the best orgasms you ever had, and it was only on jeyouâs thigh. part of you was glad he decided not to fuck you because you werenât sure if you could handle it. once you calmed down, you used whatever energy you had left to climb off of your boyfriends thigh. he quickly pulled you back down though, clearing his throat.
âyouâre not done here,â he said, motioning downward. âyou started this, and now youâre gonna finish it, babe.â
you looked down to see a huge strain against his gray sweatpants. sure, you were tired, but a blowjob was the least you could do for him. he lifted himself off of the couch to pull his pants down and you took your hand straight to his boxers once they were revealed. you palmed him, looking up with large eyes and a pout. jeyou quickly grabbed your jaw and you groaned.
it was definitely gonna be one hell of a night.
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