i genuinely don’t find any point in angst, sorry :’) unless it is included a lil bit in a smut.
i do drabbles and long stories but i’m also looking into expanding our creativity .
i do not ! and i mean absolutely do not! condone writing abt minors so do not come on this acc asking us to write abt an idol who is minor goes for bgs and ggs. also minors dni! please and thank you! you can read the fluff tho! if you’d like!
i also preach safe sex! so please wear a condom and use the proper protection when having sexual intercourse. thank you!
had this concept of jeno only wanting you when he’s coming down to visit (i was listening to coming down by abel) but honestly don’t know how to deliver this idea
i’m just coming on here to say that heaven gained another angel so soon, rest in peace moonbin. i give my condolences for his family and friends. i’m praying for ASTRO and Sua. he was a beautiful soul with talent and grace.
PAIRING: mark lee x reader
GENRE: smut
WORD COUNT: 1.6k
CONTENT: mark is the quiet 'bad boy' type, he's kinda mean to reader, big cock mark, dirty talk, clit stimulation, fingering, unprotected sex
AN: the edit of mark smoking is made by @/atmakanagara on twt. i was also listening to pain by boy harsher when writing this, maybe you'll like it too.
“Shut up” Mark’s voice growls to quieten down your sounds of desperation, the coldness of his lip ring grazing against the shell of your ear and you shiver at the sudden contact, pressing your lips together tightly to conceal the noises that threaten to escape due to Mark’s hand shoved beneath the waistband on your panties, fingers rubbing vigorously against your clit while the other hand pushes your stomach, holding your back against his chest.
Your legs are spread open, locked by his own and they ache, needing to be released from his hold but with the way the heel of his shoes dig into your calves as he pushes them open even more, you know you won’t be let out of this position any time soon.
Truthfully, you can’t believe how you ended up in this position, with Mark of all people who you thought was one of the quiet bad boy types. He was bad in the way he smoked packs of cigarettes daily and didn’t care about other people and his surroundings, mostly keeping to himself and not getting involved with others unless necessary. He didn’t like talking to people and he sure as hell wasn’t going to make a conversation with someone he barely knew, always holding his head low and darkly glaring at whoever tried to get too close to him.
You walking over to him was a complete dare made by your friends, wanting to see if you could get one sentence out of him before he did his usual technique of glaring and ignoring. But one moment you were both sat on the sofa together, somehow having small talk about something so stupid and bland, and then the next you were back at his place, spread open on his bed on the verge of cumming.
“How are you so wet from me playing with your clit?” Mark teases with a scoff, his movements refusing to slow down as you thrash against his hold. “Are you really that easy? Are you that much of a needy whore that you get turned on from a simple touch?”
“Mar—”
“Did I say you can speak?” You immediately shut up, throwing your head back against Mark’s shoulder and staring up at the ceiling with a silent gasp as he presses down harshly on your swollen clit, rubbing in sloppy circles that has your head spinning.
His chin digs into your collarbone as he peers down at his hand inside your underwear, scoffing at the sight of the material dampening with each touch before he drags his fingers down to your wet pussy lips, stroking over the folds before plunging his two digits deep inside.
You’re in shock at how easy he is pumping his fingers in and out of your sloppy cunt, reaching further than yours or anyone else's fingers had ever reached, it had your toes curling in pleasure and you’re unable to keep your noise at a minimum.
“Louder. Let me know how good my fingers fill you up” Mark orders you as he adds a third finger, the stretch uncomfortable but pleasurable enough for you to continue to enjoy and your back arches against his chest, a mixture of broken moans and whines spilling from your lips.
“Please. Please, keep going—don’t stop—fuck” You babble incoherently and he continues scissoring his fingers, the heel of his hand joining the mix and rubs against your clit.
“Can you hear how wet you are?” Mark hums in your ear, pressing his lips against your lobe in a somewhat gentle kiss. “Listen to the way you squelch around my fingers”
It makes you dizzy hearing how fucking wet you are, how the loud noises of his fingers drilling into your pussy is enough to fill the room. Your own noises aren’t enough to drown out the sound of how wet your pussy is and it tips you close to the edge, the band in your stomach getting tighter and with one simple curl of his fingers, your release gushes over his fingers, soaking his palm and your panties.
You’re shaking through your orgasm, hand flying down to grip at his wrist to stop him from fingering you any longer, legs quivering with each movement he makes. His other hand drops from your stomach to rip your grip away, forcing you to stop pulling him away as he continues fingerfucking you through the last wave of your release.
“There we go” The chuckle that rumbles in his chest vibrates on your back as you slump fully against him, but you don’t have time to get comfortable when Mark’s already shoving you off of him, falling slack on the bed sheets as he climbs on top of you, shoving himself between your thighs.
The panties that stick uncomfortably to your pussy are ripped off of you in an instant, thrown across Mark’s bedroom floor and his fingers are quick to undo the belt buckle on his jeans, shoving them down his legs and kicking them off of his feet along with his boxers.
You suck in a deep breath at the size of his cock, wondering how on earth it was going to fit and your legs instinctively close around his hips, causing his head to shoot up to look at you with a darkened glare.
“It’s not going to fit” You shake your head quickly, panic rising in your chest. “You’re… you’re too big, you’re not going to fi—”
“Why do you think I fingered you in the first place?” He asks you, hand coming up to touch your cheek, his thumb pulling down your bottom lip. “I was getting your pussy prepared for my cock, making you open and ready for me”
His words are enough to have your pussy aching and desperate for him again, unlocking your legs from around his hips and dropping them to his side but he has other plans, palms gripping the backs of your thighs and pushing upwards, the strain painful but you ignore it as he rests your legs on each of his shoulders and leans over you, leaving you squished and folded in half.
squished and folded in half.
Your fingers dig into his biceps with a wince as you feel his cock press against your folds, sucking in a deep breath as Mark slides into you with ease, balls firm against your ass as he buries himself in your warmth completely. The stretch is almost unbearable and the cramp in your thighs makes you want to push him off and tell him no more, but the slight roll of his hips causes his cock to brush against your walls and you shiver, nails digging further into his skin with your jaw slacked.
“You’re so tight, fuck” Mark whispers, face hovering just above yours. You want to kiss him, you haven’t kissed since the night first started and you yearn for his lips, but every time you crane your neck to kiss him, he always pulls away, biting down on his lip ring instead. You’re slightly annoyed, wondering why he was so fine on fingering and fucking you but not giving you a simple kiss, but the annoyance slips away when he pulls his hips back only to thrust forward, skin slapping against skin.
“You’re too big” You whimper, pressing your lips tightly together as tears spring in the corner of your eyes. “How are you so fucking big?”
spring in the corner of your eyes. “How are you so fucking big?”
Mark just smirks, turning his head to nip the flesh of your leg as he fucks into you, picking up his speed. He’s grunting loudly, swearing under his breath every time he feels you clench around squeeze his cock in, the wet and warmth of your walls sending shivers down his spine.
“Fucking perfect for me, aren’t you?” He says, eyes meeting yours. “Your pussy is the perfect fit. You take me so well… made just for me. Tell me. Tell me your pussy is made just for me”
“M...my—”
“Louder” He demands with one hard thrust and you wail, head throwing back against the pillows as tears stream down your cheeks.
“My pussy is made for you!!”
“God, you’re such a good fucking girl” Mark grunts before finally craning his neck down to lock his lips with yours, the cold metal lip ring sending a shock to your core and you erupt, legs shaking on his shoulders as you cum once again. You’re moaning between the kiss, hands trailing up his shoulders to grip the messy tufts of hair on the nape of his neck, allowing his thrusts to drive you into overstimulation as he chases his own high.
His headboard knocks against the wall with each powerful movement of his hips and you could care less if you’re waking up his neighbours, too focused on the way his lips mould with yours and how his hips lose their rhythm.
“I’m gonna cum” Mark tells you with a whisper to your lips, breaking the kiss to look you in the eye. “Are you going to let me cum in your pretty pussy?”
“Cum in me” You nod feverishly, wanting him to fill you up and he smirks, crashing his lips to yours once more before he gives you one last powerful thrust and stills, cock pumping out cum around your walls. You gasp at the feeling of being filled, holding onto him tightly as he empties inside of you, filling you to the brim with his cum. He’s grunting heavily against your lips, breaking the kiss to sit up, pushing your legs off of his shoulders and they drop to his side numbly.
He stares down at where you’re connected, thumbs coming down to press at your lower stomach and he grins when he feels himself, raising his head to meet your eyes.
literally thanksgiving break is next week and the way i want this week to be over quickly so i can go HOME! i have to go late assignments and current assignments b4 thanksgiving. i’m stressed :( but i need to push through
⋆𖦹⋆｡˚ bulge kink, gagging, breast worship, tears! student!reader, hockey player!jeno / foreplay / handjob / no sex /reader is virgin and daughter of a pastor so there’s mentions of that.
⋆𖦹⋆｡˚ a/n: its 10 pm and classes start tmr but im bored so please enjoy this short. sorry if its ass 😭
- it’s 10:30 pm, you’re at the boys locker room where jeno told you to meet him. confused as to why he chose to meet you at the boys locker room instead of a cafe. you’ve been helping jeno with his history assignment he’s been missing so you guys have gotten close. you’re crush on jeno developed within days as you helped him, but you closed out those thoughts away considering he’d never like you back. he’s a varsity hockey player and you’re the priests daughter, him dating you.. is forbidden. your father would never allow it. which is why you snuck out.
“omg, what’s taking him so long!” you sigh. “BOO!” you jumped as Jeno laughed and clapped his hands. “that’s not funny, lee Jeno” you whisper-yelled. “I’m sorry, I'm sorry but that was funny.” you rolled your eyes. “what did you call me here for? I snuck out for you, so hurry up!” his eyes stared into yours as he took both hands and clasped them onto each side of your waist, towering over you. He’s never been so close to you like this. His warm breath ghosted over your neck as he finally dipped his head to softly kiss later into a harsh suck, leaving you breathless. He stops to talk. “I wanted to be with you, y/n. I like you, I crave you.” you want to say I like you too, but you know your father would go against it, but when you look into his eyes, his captivating eyes. You say, “I like you too.” tippy-toeing up to his lips, giving him a peck, and coming back down. He grabs your jaw and brings you into another kiss, but this time, it’s much more profound.
breathless,he asks, “do you want this?” you nod over and over, pleading without words. “baby, I need you to use your words.” “yes, please, I want this,” you pray. He sits on this bench and brings your body towards him, straddling you onto his lap. His kisses continue but faster. he pushes your waist down as you unconsciously move your hips down on his crotch. he groans at the friction, “I wonder how your father would feel about how you snuck out of the house to get your pussy pounded by me” he whispered into your ear causing you to moan. “this is worth all the trouble” you breathed out. The sudden confidence blew into you as you removed your shirt and guided his hands to the straps of your bra. “take it off, please, jeno,” you breathed out. “fuck” he grunted as he took off your bra. His jaws dropped as he looked at your tits. You blushed as you covered them. “fuck no—“ as he removed your hands from your tits, “— we don’t cover beautiful tits.” he takes his hands and needs one tit and lowers his head to teethe on your other nipple, you moan, throwing your head back, biting your lip. Sweat on your forehead, baby hairs sticking onto it, hair messy and out of place. He spent 30 minutes just playing with your tits. His fascination with them was quite the turn-on. You kiss him more to distract him from your tits. “Jeno, I want more,” you whine; he hears you loud and clear. He takes his shirt off and gah dayum. You already knew he was packed, but lord.
he takes his two long slender fingers and slides the tips of his fingers down to the base of his knuckles across his tongue, “suck,” he breathes roughly into your ear. Obeying him immediately, you suck his long fingers, and he thrusts his fingers, causing you to gag. he loves the sound you make when you gag, he imagines it’s his fat dick you’re gagging on, but that’s for next time. Tears forming at the corner of your eyes, you never expected to like things rough, but then again you never expected to be in the boy's locker room past your curfew and about to get fucked by team captain lee jeno. You take your hands and put them on his belt, trying to take them off, letting him know you want his dick inside you. he takes his fingers out and rubs those two went fingers under your skirt. “oh baby, I think you knew this was going to happen, I bet you wanted this to happen huh? No under shorts; you think your mommy would be happy about how un lady like your being?” he moved your panties to the side, giving your pussy a light slap before sliding two fingers into your wet cunt. fucking you so good. You thought about how he’s been giving you such a good pleaser, why not return the favor? You hooked your hands onto his belt unraveling it, putting your hand into his pants, feeling his throbbing hard-on. He grunted as you jerked him off. "fuck baby, so good," he moaned. he went faster, so you went faster. His head rested on your shoulder as your head rested on his, sighing at each other's skin. "I'm so close," you moan into his ear. "let go, baby" you felt that unfamiliar feeling in your stomach and let go. Catching your breath, he took out his fingers and sucked on them. “mph taste like a forbidden fruit,” he smiles. You take your hand and taste his cum, “can’t say the same for you,” you joke. “HEY!” he yells as you laugh. “that’s what you get for scaring me.”
after you guys put your clothes on and head to your house into your bedroom window, you give jeno a goodbye kiss. “before you go to bed, I’m gonna ask—“ “what is it?” he smiles “can I be your bf?” you kiss him again, “yes you can, goodnight. “goodnight, my love.”
⋆｡˚𖦹 a/n: thank you 4 reading this is kinda bad 😔✋🏽 luv you guys! ty 4 516 followers!!!! MWAH
ㅤ≀ㅤ ֺ۪ ⭒ ݂ mark lee is textbook definition of pussy drunk, borderline pathetic with the way he begs to spend time between your legs | 0.942 wc
☰ warnings . . . afab reader / mark eats it from the back / over stimulation / squirting / use of “princess” / praise / implied mark edging himself (brief mention) / oral (f receiving) / mark is simply a pussy drunk fool / not really any dom or sub dynamics
ㅤ≀ㅤ ֺ۪ ⭒ ݂ this goes without saying, MDNI. did not proof read bc i simply didnt feel like it sorry. reblogs, likes, and any feedback is appreciated ! enjoy!
the average person would probably be embarrassed if they behaved the way mark did—especially over some pussy. he never had any shame in his game though, puppy eyes that would bore into yours to tell you what he wants without any actual words. he’d beg you to let him eat you out, never wanting anything in return. he somehow finds satisfaction in simply grinding his hips against the surface beneath him, whether its your bed, his bed, the sofa, etc.
today was no different for mark, eyeing you in your element. to the average person, shorts and a tank top wasn’t anything special but mark was no average person. he admired the way your shorts hugged your body in all the right places, your tank top that has slightly rolled up or the strap that keeps sliding off your shoulder. he felt his mouth go dry, eyes raking over your legs while his basketball shorts started feeling a little tighter than before.
he waited patiently for you to finish up whatever it was you were doing, too consumed with his thoughts to even remotely pay attention to anything but you. specifically your pussy, something he could never get sick of. he wanted you bent over, back arched just the way he liked it while he suffocated himself between your folds. mark held back a whine, just thinking about it had him on the brink of cumming in his pants. “princess?” his voice sounded choked up, forcing out each syllable. eyes lighting up when you looked at him, he motioned for you to come over.
he let out a quiet chuckle, knowing that you knew exactly what he was about to do. mark wasted no time to position you over his lap, hands gliding over your ass that started to peak out of your shorts given the position. “s’ pretty” he mumbled, becoming a bit more handsy as his fingers slipped between your thighs. the tip of his fingers pressed against your cunt, irritated at the fabric being a barrier for him. “lets get you out of these.” he said barely above a whisper, dragging the fabric down till he was met with your panties that made themselves comfortable around the crevice of your ass. mark massaged at the bare flesh, “i need you so badly.” he groaned, a begging like tone taking over his previous one.
“so have me.”
those three words drove him over the edge, swiftly getting you into that position he loves most. his hands ran down your back till they reached the waistband of your panties, taking his time to drag them off you. “pretty girl” and “all mine” poured out of his lips like a broken record, praising you and savoring every moment of this as if this was the opportunity of a life time. he was so desperate, it was borderline humiliating in some ways but he truly could not care. not when your cunt was glistening like this, juices coating your folds at the bare minimum of his actions. anyone would be insane to not want to be the way he was, pussy drunk.
mark watched as you made yourself comfortable, your face pressed against the sofa with your ass in the air. your cunt was on full display for him, he let out a noise that was mixed between a whine and a moan. “fuck.” he slid a finger between your folds, immediately coating his digit with your juices. his patience wore thin, tongue making its way through your cunt. it was so lewd, the noises emitting sounded like it came straight from a porno. mark ate messily, yet perfectly at the same time. he paid attention to all aspects, never neglecting a single part of you. mark lapped at your pussy like a dog thirsty for water, his moans vibrating against you.
somewhere down the line mark kept repeating “thank you”, almost as if your pussy was the biggest blessing he’s ever received. he could tell you were going to cum, holding onto you so you don’t run from him when you do. “give it all to me pretty girl.” using words that he knew would send you over the brink of ecstasy, and so they did. his nails dug into your flesh, continuing his ministrations through your orgasm. your cries were simply music to his ears, and he wanted more. so he took more, mark never choking up on his rhythm as he craved to feel you cum again. infatuated with the way you cried his name when you came, grinding against whatever pillow was near by to satisfy himself.
however mark wasn’t too focused on that, edging himself was the least of his worries. you on the other hand, he kept coaxing orgasms out of you. taking note of the way your body trembled, he had an itch to scratch and it was to make a mess of you. “one more f’me” he mumbled, knowing you were spent but he couldn’t stop. he was greedy, face smeared in your cum practically dripping down his chin. mark suffocating himself against your cunt, looking for one thing out of you. he knew you were close, already sensitive from the last time he made you cum. slowly drawing circles over your clit, awaiting for you to break.
eventually you did, squirting all over him till it was clinging to his skin like a vice. the sofa was an even bigger mess than before, watching as it dripped down your thighs. mark licked the juices at his lips, pulling you against his damp clothes as he rubbed your body.
synopsis; your bf, sunghoon , suspects you’re cheating on him w/ someone else, and confronts you abt. after finding out the truth, he apologizes w/ kisses and soft night.
warnings; smut (mdni) kissing, afab!reader, no sex, fingering, oral (f rec), squirting, name calling (princess, baby.) one coochie slap bc i simply couldn’t help myself 🧍🏻,tóxico behaviour ‼️. arguing, reader is being accused of cheating, lying, and being somewhere reader shouldn’t be.
a/n; i’m on a roll w/ enhypen works since that jaeyun smut i did went so well!! thank u guys sm for the positive comments!! i’ll mayb do a part 2! also this is inspired by is there someone else by the weeknd! literally my favourite song ever :)) also i cant stop thinking abt these photos lord have mercy 😩 if you can pls listen to it while you read this, it’s fine you don’t want to. not even i can read and listen to music at the same time. 😭
you don’t know what gone wrong that night, coming back from your girls night. you had told sunghoon where you were going and what time you’d be back. you don’t understand how he could just accuse you of cheating like you haven’t been together for so long. you thought you guys were trustful towards each other but clearly that’s not what tonight was.
“i cant believe you’re lying to me abt where you were y/n!” “i cant believe that you aren’t believing me right now!” the back and forth arguing has been going on for 15 minutes now. “not even lying to me abt where you are but who you were with!” his tone was low but stern. “you seriously have the gall to stand here in front of me and accuse me of cheating on you! we’ve been together for so long do i not show you how i much i love you or tell you?” “it’s not that!” “then what is it sunghoon?” “is there someone else or not?” he stood there quietly. “i cant even look at you right now” you said as you threw your bag onto the counter, spilling every that was in there, and running into your shared room— shutting the door behind you.
silence. it was quiet. uncomfortably quiet. sunghoon stood there in the kitchen, he still doesn’t believe you, but another part of his mind is telling him that he’s wrong. he picks up whatever spilled out of your bag and he sees the card to the establishment you went to with your friends, proving you were telling the truth. he felt like an asshole, the only reason he didn’t believe you was because his childhood friends said they saw you w/ a guy at a café a couple of times. he started to feel insecure, upset, and shocked. the days that gone past of him just being in disbelief and the questioning. he was afraid of you being with someone else. ‘i’m such a jackass’ he thought.
quietly walking up to the room of the room. softly knocking on it before entering the room. “baby..” he slowly started. “i’m so sorry i didn’t believe you, i promise it won’t happen again.” he finished. “why are you even acting that way sunghoon? i thought we communicated well?” “ my friends told me they saw you w/ a guy at this café a couple of times so i thought abt it and they showed me pictures and i just got upset, i didn’t think to ask you because i felt like you didn’t need me anymore” he explained. “that guy is my manager, we have lunch break together. we’re nothing but friends. he actually would prefer you more than me” you laugh. he looks so confused as you giggled. “hoon he’s gay.” his turned into an ‘o’ shape as he exhaled an “ohhh.” “babe if that’s how you were feeling, you could’ve told me that, you know that, right?” he nods “i know now, i’m so so sorry” he repeatedly apologizes. “it’s okay” you giggle.
“no it’s not…” he slowly starts kissing you cheek before saying “let me make it up to you.” taking his hand to your chin, lifting your chin up to kiss your lips. “to show you..” kiss “how much i love you” kiss “and how much i’m sorry” kiss. lying your head down onto the bed, kissing you deeper, pulling off his shirt. you take your hand and drag it down his toned abs. he pulls away to put his hands on the bottom of your top to lift it up and throw it somewhere in the room. removing your bra and possibly putting it wherever your shirt went, leaving marks down your collarbone to your tummy, and stopping at the bands of your shorts. you swear he was moving in slow motion w/ how long he was taking to remove your pants. you started to grow impatient. he sensed that were. “patience princess, i’ll give you what you want” he smirks.
finally taking your shorts off, discarding it somewhere. he swears he nearly came in his sweats seeing that large wet patch on your panties. he rubs that area causing your breath to shake and your chest to rise up and back down more faster. his upper body lowers. his face to your aching pussy, waiting for something to happen, clenching around nothing. he kitten licks the patched area while rubbing the sensitive area. that move causing you to grip your pillow sheet— he hasn’t even gotten started. moving your panties to the side as he starts to devour you like you’re his last meal before he’s put to death. biting your lips to conceal your moans, not wanting to disturb your neighbours. “don’t hide those pretty sounds from me baby” he pants. letting go of your bottom lip to release the noises of pleasure.
those beautiful sounds made his dick ache. the way you whimper and shake as he eats you out sent shivers down his back. thinking abt how much of a dumbass he is for believing you, his love, would cheat on him and lie abt it. when he said he would make it up to you he didn’t lie. the pornographic slurping, gripping his platinum blonde hair, legs shaking, loud whimpering, and racy moaning. god you were seeing stars. “d-dont stop!” he takes his left hand and moves quickly at your clit. taking two slim fingers into your pussy, finger fucking you at slow and steady pace. “moan my name princess” he grunts. you couldn’t even hear what he said, too focused on the pleasure you’re receiving. “i said moan my name” he gives your pussy one hard smack. you let out one salacious moan of his name and letting go of everything. not relaxing you squirted for the first time, you lifted yourself up. “oh my god i made a mess” you giggled. “that was hot” he smirked. “i’m sorry baby” he said as he kissed you. “it’s ok love” you kissed him some more. “come on
a/n: hope you guys enjoyed!! this is my fav one tbh!!! love em <3
i will be taking a hiatus for a few so i wont be posting much!! very sorry i will drop something i wrote a long while ago so pls enjoy that!! I LOVE YOU GUYS pls stay safe!! <3 em
synopsis; virgin!afab!reader wants to try to learn abt sex and always wondered what it feels like so she convinces her best friend! jake as to why he should help her.
warnings; smut (mdni), oral (f rec),fingering, marking??, making out,name calling [princess, good girl,babe, baby], first time p in v sex, pull out game is strong but pls wrap it up. very fluffy :)
a/n; here’s pt 2 bc some ppl definitely wanted a pt 2, so here u guys go!! thank u for all the nice comments on the first part!! love yall <3 this is also kinda short 😭 so i’m v sorry for that
it’s been a week since your hot session w/ jake. nothing’s different, but nothing’s the same either. jake doesn’t come over as often. he doesn’t bring take out often. he doesn’t sleepover anymore. you wonder if you broke your friendship just because you were curious. you had to talk to him.
y/n: hey jake can we talk?
yun♡: what’s up?
y/n: i’m sorry for ruining what we had before because of my curiosity.
yun♡: i’m coming over.
okay, that’s not what you expected. you’ve waited for like 15 minutes before he arrived. you seriously don’t know why you were so nervous. literally a minute passes by and he enters your door w/ boba ofc. the awkward silence in the air while your sipping your tea is really bothering you, the both of you.
“listen, i was thinking about that night ..” jake started. ahh that night went into the morning for you to wake up on the couch with jake no where to be find. you quite upset, but you couldn’t ask why did he leave. it’s very obvious why. somethings changed abt jake. “i’m sorry i left first thing in the morning, that was incredibly rude but i couldn’t stay there and pretend that doing things w/ you as friends is ok, y/n i have feelings for you, i like you a lot” he confessed. “you’re curiosity didn’t ruin anything, i just like you and i don’t know if you’d like me back.” you’ve never really realized how jake was the man for you.
he was always spoiling you, hanging out with you, giving you advice, helping you, and very respectful towards you. why did it take that one night for you to realize. you didn’t really think before taking his face into your hands and placing a kiss on his lips. “i think i like you too” you smile. jake smiled back at you, taking your face back into his hands, and kissing you harder. 20 minutes of just passionately kissing on the couch— jake pulls away. “i wanna take you out on a date as my girlfriend.” “i would love to” you smile as you pull him closer to kiss him again and again. intense breathing, humid air, swollen lips— all happening just at the corner of your bed. he shifts you to lay down in your bed, moving you upwards towards your pillows, continuing the passionate kissing.
“too hot” you groan releasing your lips from his. removing your shirt then his. his lips moving lower and lower to your clothed pussy, you felt a soft kitty lick through your white cotton panties. whimpering at the action, your pussy throbbing, desperately waiting for more. him removing your sweats in a fast pace makes it clear enough to you that he wants to eat you out more than anything. he has dreamed of it. he’s not even ashamed to say he jerked off to the thought of tasting your sweetness. watching him discard your panties off you just from his teeth and throwing them somewhere around the room made you moan out loud. “did you like that princess?” he asked as he quirked you his eyebrow as you bit onto the bottom of your lip, eyebrows furrowed, and nodding yes. god you love it. the sounds of him devouring you, to the way his tongue moves, you couldn’t get enough. “so good” “yeah you feel good baby? you taste so fucking good princess.”
the pleasure of him eating you out while he puts in a finger is something you never thought you’d feel, he’s so adroit. he knows how to please you. he loves to please you. every salacious moan, pant, grunt, and whimper you make sends shock waves to his dick. it’s quite obsessive. he knew that any guy you would ever think abt giving your virginity wouldn’t even be able to make you shake like he does, he out those feelings down bc he didn’t want to be rejected and take away the friendship you have. “yun my stomach feels weird” you pant. he removes his fingers and lifts his face. “why’d you stop?” he gives no answer as he takes off his trousers and boxers. coming back to face you, giving you a kiss. “are you ready babe?” you nod.
he slowly puts it in, waiting for you cue to let him know he can move. you tap on his shoulder while looking him in the eyes. “you can move yun” you smile softly before kissing his lips. one thrust after another, he hit the exact spot each time. watching you scream out his name, your breasts bounce as he makes love to you, and how your legs wrap around his hips— pushing him deeper into you. that tight feeling in your stomach coming back. jake latches his lips on your neck again, suckling onto your skin. you wrap your arms around his neck. “pls i feel it again yun” you whisper into his. “i feel it too, be a good girl and let go for me.” that just sent shock waves to your pussy. your knees felt weak and your lower body was limp as jake kept going for a little longer, pulling out of you before cumming on your stomach. your eyes fell heavy before watching jake leave the leave and coming to back with a damp rag, nude. “yun put some pants on” you laugh out. “i will once i get snuggled up with my princess” he says after he throws his boxers on, one of the multiple pairs he leaves behind sometimes bc you have a “better scented” detergent. “let’s sleep and then when we wake up, we’ll plan our date” jake smiled widely, kissing you again as you nod and fall asleep. jake watches you bit before crashing.
a/n: sorry this took a lot longer then it should’ve. i got a new phone and i’m packing up for uni and leaving soon with a bunch of assessments. i deeply apologize for this being late but i hope you guys enjoy!! i also apologize again for this being short. 😭 ALSO THANK YOU GUYS FOR 400+ FOLLOWERS AND 1,000+ NOTES ON THE FIRST PART ILY!!!
synopsis; virgin!afab!reader wants to try to learn abt sex and always wondered what it feels like so she convinces her best friend! jake as to why he should help her.
warnings; smut (mdni), handjob, fingering, boob play, making out, dirty talk, name calling [princess, good girl,baby] no p in v, spit?
a/n; if there’s any typos or mistakes it’s because none of it proofread or anything or i’m sorry that 😭 but other than that please enjoy n lmk what u think. this will be two parts. mayb 😭
you have been overthinking ur virginity for a long while, maybe too long. you always thought abt what if you never did it right, or what if you jerk them off and you don’t satisfy them. you even thought badly abt ur body, what if your boobies look weird or if your pussy doesn’t look or taste or feel like others. you shared these thoughts to jake your best friend since 5th grade.
you could trust jake w/ anything. sharing your feelings, taking care of you when your sick, letting you cry on his shoulder after you got dumped, blasting music and dancing like crazy ppl. and then you thought ‘maybe i should ask jake to help me.’ honestly to you this was genius, a hot guy friend to help you w/ your dick stroking game. you were definitely asking him when he comes over in a few.
30 minutes pass and you hear jake yell “y/n! i got take out!” “coming!” you run down the stairs and jump into his arms for a hug. “woah i saw you yesterday what’s with the jumping and hit smile?” “i have something to ask you” you chuckled. “okayyy” he says after taking a big bite of his noodles. after like 5 minutes of just downing your food you ask jake. “can you teach me how to have sex?” jake chokes on his food, punching his chest and drinking some water. “what?!” he looked at you as if you were crazy. “do you know what your asking? i cant do that!” “why not?” “y/n we’ve been best friends since the 5th grade” he brought up. “yeah and that gives me more of a reason to do it w/ u, would you want me to give to some dude while i have zero to none experience?” “i mean no but” he sighed.
“pleaseee jakey” you plead as you toy w/ the drawstring of his sweats before moving your hand lower to his thighs. sitting up to your knees and grabbing both sides of his face. you don’t know what got into you, but this was your chance, and you were incredibly horny. kissing his cheeks before giving him a quick peck on the lips. “you’re the only guy i trust to touch me, please? for me?” jake never thought he’d see the day you’d beg for him to touch you. he’s not blind, you’re a very attractive lady. ever since y’all started puberty, he couldn’t help, but to give a few a lot of glances at your tits. he stroked his dick thinking abt how you could take his dick or how your lips look wrapped around it. and the way your playing w/ his drawstring isn’t saving his act right now.
kissing down his honey tanned neck. “please?” “o-ok, i-i’ll do it” he stuttered. “i’ll teach you, but don’t beg like that for right now, your gonna make me cum in my pants.” you jumped in excitement. “where do we start first? can i touch you? should we kiss?“ throwing a bunch of questions at him. ‘she’s rlly excited for this, better not disappoint then’ he thought. “can i kiss you?” you nodded. “no i need you to be verbal w/ me princess” he ordered. god, the moment that pet name slipped out, your stomach wobbled around. “y-yes” your cheeks gone pink. “cute” he whispered before placing his soft plump lips onto yours. he takes the lead as he patiently waits for you to follow him, pulling your head closer, rubbing your forearm, before intertwining his hands into yours.
the kiss gets deeper and the room gets hotter but you guys don’t stop. at this point, you’re straddled on his lap, grinding down his crotch. he pants “fuck.” “ar-are you okay?” concerned it sounded like you hurt him. “n-no it felt good” he looked down at his crotch. he’s so hard it hurts. the tightness compressed in his sweats and briefs is killing him. “i’m going to teach you something now, okay?” you nod. “words baby” he reminded. “yes ok let’s do this” which wasn’t rlly convincing, considering you were fiddling your fingers around. “hey it’s ok i’m right here” jake reassured. you smiled and nodded as jake continued to take off his sweats and briefs.
looking at his dick just caused your pussy to have a tsunami. he wasn’t big but he wasn’t small, girthy tho, and it was actually super pretty to look at. you look into jakes eyes for permission. he nods. you wrapped your hand around him, hearing him gasp at the touch. then you look at him confused bc you don’t know the next step. “here i’ll show you” he says before spitting into his hand and putting onto his dick, rubbing up and down in circular motion. throwing his head back, groaning, and biting his lip as you watched. your underwear felt sticky, you were so wet, and he hasn’t even touched you. “y-you try” he pants.
you spit a bit onto his dick before stroking him up and down in circular motion like he demonstrated before. his chest going up and down as his breathing spiked faster, his eyes fluttering closed, his slight whimpers, and gasps. he looked so sexy like this. “gonna cum oh don’t stop” he moans out. as you went a little faster, white ropes of cum spurts out. you don’t know what got into you but you just had to take the tip of him into your mouth and swallow the last few spurts. jake bucks his hips into your throat at the stimulation, taking his final breathes and pants. “fuck y/n you did so fucking good, but now it’s your turn” he smirks.
he lights pushes you down the sofa. “can i take your clothes off?” he asks. “y-yes” without hesitation, you lift up your hips so he can take off your shorts and underwear. as he throws them somewhere in the house, you take your top and bra off, but still covering yourself a bit. “don’t cover yourself, you look beautiful y/n” he reassures. you drop your hands. “can i touch you?” “yes” your voice is kind of shaky but you still trust jake w/ your body. his hand makes his way to your tits, softly massaging them, making you whimper. his hand travels from your stomach to your pussy. he takes a finger a rubs once against your slick folds, making your legs open more. he barely done anything and you can’t even think straight. toying with your pussy before slowly entering your wet slick.
his finger fucking you deliciously, between your moans to how fucked out you look just from his finger, he couldn’t wait to add another. a long salacious moan exits past your lips as he added another finger, fucking your faster, rubbing your clit with his thumb. the pleasure was so much, your legs were shaking. your hands travel from your tits to jakes wrists gripping them so he doesn’t stop. he bends over to your ear and whispers, “you look so gorgeous like this princess, your gonna cum for me like a good girl right?” you nodded and plead for him to finish you off. “words baby, ask permission to cum for me” he smirks. “please can i cum?” your hand goes up to jakes hair to caress him all the way to his cheek. “please can i cum, i’ve been good” you gasp. “go ahead my love cum for me” he permits. your mind goes blank, everything went black for a second. “are you ok?” you nod and smile. “thank you jake, feels so good” you watch jake clean you up, put your clothes back on you, and then his before you drift off to sleep. “i love you” jake says as he lands a kiss on your forehead before cuddling up next to you.
a/n; thank you guys for reading! hope you enjoyed my first enhypen smut :) many more coming but i need to sleep it’s 1:26 am rn 🧍🏻leave feedback if anything!! also thank you guys for 324 followers seriously i love all you guys!!
do you ever look at a person and wonder: how much would it take for me to fuck him?
“one vanilla milkshake, please.”
the boy on the other side of the counter is reluctant to pull his eyes away from his phone as the game runs, but when he finally looks at you, there’s a perfect amount of electricity in the air.
“one vanilla milkshake for the pretty lady,” he grins, jabbing the order screen and immediately turning around to the machine before you can even reach for your purse.
the 90s disco and pop music in the back was thankfully eardrum-safe, so you can hear the machine whir and pop as he pulls on the lever. the resistance in the machinery forces his biceps out - just under the rim of his sleeve - and if you stared a little harder, there was that one artery that runs down to his forearm.
“here,” he turns and slides it across the counter, picking out a couple of napkins and handing it to you.
but the resolution remains, so you take the cup and dip your finger in it, making an effort to pick up much more than your tongue can. the rest of it goes onto your lips, and you ask with wide, doe eyes, “how much was it again?”
his name tag says eric, and he looks a little taken aback as he struggles to regain his composure. “um, it’s on the house,” he manages to blurt.
“really!” you smile a wide one and flick your tongue out over the cream on your lips. “oh, i couldn’t possibly just walk off with a free item. is there anything i could make an exchange for?”
eric picks up a drying cloth and cleans his hands. “depends.”
