Kinktober Request: 27th, Wall Sex, Jeon Jungkook (bts)

ouch sorry, i mean 10th - squirting w/ jake sim (enhypen)

oh, it's alright dw ^^

i'll delete the other one then, since this one is fully free to take hehe

thank you for the request !!

kinktober — day 1 | marking/biting

flesh • [kim jiwon]

bite into me harder, sink your teeth into my flesh

pairing: kim jiwon x fem.!reader genre: smut, established relationship, dom!idol x sub!reader synopsis: porn without plot <3 word count: 640 warnings: unprotected sex (wrap it, before u tap it, kiddos), marking, biting

 before y’all come at me with “he’s married” and so on, i know and this os was requested and written during the time before he shared those amazing news with us, so (though it feels a bit wrong) i am still going to share it with you

Pushing deeper into you, Jiwon drew another moan from your lips as you tried to lift yourself on your forearms, at which you failed because every last ounce of strength went into taking your boyfriend’s dick. You let out a deep sigh, burying your face in the pillow, desperately in need of his hands all over your body.

»Jiwon-ah ~«, you purred, wiggling your ass against his hips to take him balls-deep into you. »Want your lips on me . . . M-mark me?«

He chuckled, collecting your hair in a makeshift ponytail and harshly tugging at it. »Mind repeating that? I’m not sure if I heard the magic word correctly.«

»Please?«

»Please what, Princess? Did I already fuck you too dumb to reply in full sentences?«

»Jiwon~« A loud sigh of his name escaped you. »Please, please mark me. I want to feel your lips on my body.«

You clenched around him, trying to get his attention to your needs, but he just pulled out of you, replacing his dick with his fingers on your clit. Jiwon leaned in closer, showering your shoulders in open-mouthed kisses as his hand stilled its movement. 

»Why didn’t you tell me straight away.«

His lips rested on the nape of your neck, softly suckling at your sensitive skin and leaving a pointillism painting of his lust in different shades of purple and red.

You thrust forward against his fingers, missing the friction they had brought you when your lover found a new spot to leave his marks of love.

He helped you turn around, not enough space on the canvas of your skin left on your neck, and continued his gentle work as his fingers joined the rhythm of his lips. He placed kisses on both your collarbones and jaw before locking his lips with yours and harshly biting your bottom lip.

»Stop fucking yourself with my hand«, he hissed a comment to your desperate movements against his digits between your folds.

You whined when he removed his fingers from your core but almost screamed in shock, when he quickly replaced them with his dick, harshly thrusting back into you. »Can’t even wait for me to make her finish, no, the princess has her own will!«

You sighed a meaningless apology, both of you fully aware you’d do it again if you had to, and tangled your hands in his hair to bring his face closer to you. 

»Bite me.«

Your clear command made him groan, your clenching walls only fueling his lust as he sank his teeth into the flesh of your neck, leaving bite marks along with his previous spots. 

Your orgasm got closer when he draped your leg over his shoulder, allowing him to push in deeper and licking your sensitive inner thighs. He decorated those in the same pattern he painted on your neck, purples, and reds tinting your perfect skin. Just a while ago, there was not a scar, not any hint of them ever being touched, whereas now you regularly had to wear long pants in the summer heat to hide his lips’ artwork.

 Another thrust of his hips sent you over the edge, your hand clutching his dark hair tightly as you cried out his name in ecstasy and tried to calm your breath when he helped you ride out your orgasm.

Soon after you finished, his thrusts started to get sloppy, a hint of his approaching climax when he reattached his lips to your chest, suckling at the soft skin underneath your collarbones. He sighed quietly, your name lingering on his lips shortly before reaching his high. Sinking his teeth back into the flesh of your boobs, he shot his seed into you, painting your walls in white; a contrast to the color on the rest of your body.

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not my fav work tbh (might change up some things throughout the day, sorryyyyy) ,,,,,, and i kinda focused on the „marking“, hope you still like it, bobby anon :3

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@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 11 | somnophilia

pillowtalk • [ji changmin]

a place that is so pure, so dirty and raw

pairing: ji changmin x gn!reader genre: smut, established relationship, kinda fluffy (i mean look at him !!!!), soft sub!idol, dom!reader synopsis: in which you try a new way to wake up your boyfriend changing word count: 715 warnings: pet names, somnophilia, wake up blowjob

changmin is such a QT, i’m so soft for him pls ,,,,,,,,

Opening your eyes, you turned your head to the side, eyeing Changmin’s sleeping figure. His face was solely illuminated by the soft moonlight peeking through closed blinds, making his porcelain skin look even purer.

His lips were slightly parted as he let out a sleepy sigh, chest slowly raising and falling in deep sleep, when your eyes wandered from his face over to where the blanket covered his body.

One of his legs stuck out from the covers, he had kicked it away when it got too hot in the middle of the night. When your gaze got stuck on his thighs, you noticed he was only wearing boxers, so you cocked your head to one side, licking your lips as a sly smile crept onto them.

You carefully got out of bed, making sure not to wake him up, as you slipped out of the covers and walked around the bed to the foot end. Looking at him from the new position, you eyed Changmin in awe, his precious face pouting in his sleep tugged at your heartstrings as you silently got to your knees and slid back under the blanket between his legs.

Hoping your hands weren’t too cold yet, you pat up his legs to find the band of his boxers, only to glide your hand in and pull his dick out. Changmin squirmed, opening his legs further while letting out a sigh you could barely hear because of the blanket enveloping you. Stilling your movement, you shot a glance up at him, trying to make out whether or not he woke up by your action.

You slowly pumped his length a few times, feeling his girth in your hand, before you placed a kiss on his tip and licked off the precum that already spilled out.

The bitter taste of it made you quiver, salty flavors weren’t your case anyway and this surely wasn’t too much of a snack either, but still, you loved the way Changmin felt inside of your mouth when you finally took him all the way in.

Carefully hollowing your cheeks around his shaft, you wrapped your hand around the lower part that didn’t fit into your mouth, massaging his erection as you started bopping your head.

Changmin jerked again, this time tangling a hand in your hair as he let out a silent moan. He pulled the blanket off you, his eyes finding yours as he watched you releasing his dick from between your lips before you turned your attention to his tip again.

Kitten licking the head of his cock, you looked at him with innocent eyes, drool gathering in the corner of your lips and rolling down his shaft in a big droplet. You kissed him again, wrapping your hand around him and pumping him a few times, Changmin’s grip on your hair getting tighter as his cock twitched in your hand.

»Keep going«, he whispered through gritted teeth as he screwed his eyes shut in pleasure. »I’m close.«

A loud moan escaped his lips, making Changmin scrunch his face in pleasure as he thrust into your hand, his other hand finding his lips for him to bite on as an attempt to conceal the praises that lingered on his lips.

Yet, when you took him back between your lips and hollowed your cheeks around his girth again, he couldn’t stop the whimpers that slipped past. He was close, you could feel his cock throbbing against your tongue when you swirled it around his tip once more.

Arching his back off the bed, Changmin released his warm seed, painting your mouth in white as you swallowed, carefully trying not to waste a single drop of his essence.

Bopping your head a few more, gentle times, you helped him come down from his high as he took a deep breath, his heartbeat racing and the hair of his fringe stuck to the sweat on his forehead.

He gently stroked your head, apologizing for pulling your hair like that, and pulled you up to lay your head on his chest. A warm smile lay on his lips when you snuggled against him, and he placed a kiss on your forehead.

»What a nice way to wake me up, you should do that more often.«

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he's a baby for me and u can't change my mind, hope you liked it, changmin anon :3

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@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 9 | multiple orgasms

love talk • [liu yangyang]

touch me, tease me, feel me up

pairing: liu yangyang x fem!reader genre: smut, ons!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which yangyang takes you home after meeting you at the club word count: 1377 warnings: multiple orgasms, fingering (fem receiving), oral (both receiving), unprotected sex (stay safe y‘all)

for personal reasons i will never write yang^2 smut again

»Don’t get attached to me«, the young man whispered, a joking subtone coloring his voice as he placed his lips on yours in a feverish kiss.

He slowly dragged his lips down your neck, his breath ghosting over your collarbones as you let out a deep sigh. He had you wrapped around the tips of his long fingers; one glance had been enough for you to stay fixed on him as he swayed to the rhythm at the club, drink in one hand as he gestured towards you to come closer.

The way his dark eyes were hooded with something unexplainable made your brain switch to auto-pilot as you stepped towards him, the liquid courage pumping through your veins blocking off any thoughts of how stupid you could possibly be.

Especially after he didn’t only dance closer to you than anyone ever did before, he also managed to convince you to leave the club with him. Now you found yourself at his place, his hands roaming your body as he slowly undressed you.

You were sober enough to understand what was happening, yet you found yourself in a daze, the lust you felt for him stronger than the fact he was a stranger. Stronger than the fact this was a one time thing.

You knew you would never see him again after this, yet you were too selfish to care. He was the one seducing you, so naturally you had to give in to the fun he was offering.

Snapping out of your dream-like state, you realized his hands stroking the dress you wore off your shoulders, leaving you in nothing more than your underwear as he peppered kisses on the newly revealed skin. As if it was glue, his lips kept sticking to it, ghosting over what had been covered just seconds ago, before you bared for him and his eyes only.

His hot breath against your sensitive skin chased goosebumps down your spine and you felt your cheeks flush as he rested his hands on your hips.

»Are you okay?«, he suddenly asked.

The atmosphere in the room drastically shifted at his unexpected question but you only placed your hands on his stomach, stroking them up to his chest before you started unbuttoning his shirt.

»Perfectly fine«, you hummed, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him back in for a kiss. He groaned at your tongue trying to slip past his lips as you fiddled with his belt to get rid of his pants.

Noticing your hands there, he quickly grabbed your wrists and pushed you onto the bed, pinning your arms above your head. You exhaled deeply, his figure hovering over you as a low chuckle escaped his throat.

»Oh baby, you‘re playing by my rules tonight«, he purred, slowly running his hands down your body, hooking his fingers under the hem of your panties as he stroked down your legs.

Out of reflex, you closed them, the cold air on your cunt making you hiss, as he pushed your legs back open.

He placed a kiss on your clit, licking a strip up your folds as he dipped his tongue inside you. You whined out his name, reaching out to tangle your fingers in his hair as he mumbled incomprehensible praises against your pussy.

You arched your back off the bed in pleasure when he added a finger inside you while his tongue drew merciless circles on your bud and moaned his name in high notes, the knot in your stomach tightening as your orgasm grew closer.

His hot breath on your sensitive area only added to your bliss, while he repeatedly told you how good you were doing, like a mantra stuck in his brain. He took his time with you, occasionally coming up from between your legs to catch a look at how your face twisted when he hit your sweet spot.

Two of his fingers already felt so good inside of you, you couldn’t even imagine how his dick must feel. Clenching around his digits inside you, you shouted his name as your orgasm overcame you and shook your body, back arching off the bed again.

A dirty grin curled his lips as he pulled his fingers out of you, licking them clean before he sank his tongue into your hole again, eating you out like a starved man and pushing you over the edge again as you dug your nails into his shoulders.

He hissed at the sudden pain when the crescent marks you left on his skin turned to scratches that came up his neck, all the way to the back of his head.

»So you really want me to wear turtlenecks for the whole next week«, he chuckled against your center, the second orgasm already approaching because of the way his tongue moved in and out of you at the same pace his fingers did before.

Tears started pooling in your eyes and you bit your bottom lip to silence your moans, preventing them from turning into screams of his name as a second wave of bliss shook your body.

He licked a strip between your folds once more, snorting at the way your pussy clenched around nothing when he reached your numbing clit with the tip of his tongue.

»Already so fucked out and I didn’t even get to use my dick yet.«

His voice sounded scolding, as if it was your fault your core got sensitive after he made you cum twice.

You couldn’t think of anything to reply, brain too fogged by lust as you held a staring contest with the ceiling, too much going through your head to connect the noises you heard to clothes being taken off.

Only when you felt his hands on your thighs again, you were brought back to reality, the sore muscles in your thighs fighting against the urge to keep them open.

Yangyang clicked his tongue, mumbling a comment to your fucked out state as he aligned himself with your entrance, bottom lip held hostage between his teeth as he pushed into you again.

You whined out his name when his girth stretched out your strained walls again as he slowly reached your sweet spot with his tip.

»How are you still so tight«, he purred, ghosting over your torso with his lips to give you some time to get used to him inside of you. »Your pussy still wants my dick even though you already had my fingers inside you? Did you not get enough yet?«

Your only answer was a pathetic whimper as he picked up the pace, repeatedly pounding into you, while he easily hit the spot that made you see stars.

You closed your eyes, the incomprehensible words rolling off your tongue a mixture of his name, praises and curse words as both of you chased your highs to the melody of skin hitting skin and the breathless sounds of your respiration.

Soon enough, his thrusts grew sloppier, a hint of his approaching high as you clenched around him once more, bucking up your hips to take him inside you impossibly deeper.

»So desperate to cum again? Didn’t I fuck you good enough already?«

The mocking tone of his voice didn’t even reach you, ears closed to any sound coming from his lips as you dissolved into pleasure and came on his dick, groaning his name through grit teeth.

Helping you ride out your orgasm, he also reached his high, shooting his seed into you as he pulled out, painting your walls and thighs in white.

»Shit, I’m sorry«, he panted as he rolled off you and breathlessly lay down next to you. »Didn’t mean to spread my babies everywhere.«

He silently giggled as a smile curled on your lips. You were too tired to join his laughter but still felt like you should credit him for that joke, so you turned your face to him and showed him your amused grin.

»Okay, not funny, I got it.« Planting a gentle kiss on your forehead, he pushed himself off the bed and picked up his boxers from the floor.

»You can stay the night if you want, but we gotta get you cleaned up first.«

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late asf but as promised, here it is yangyang anon ㅠㅠ

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 2 | creampie

nectar • [lee minhyuk]

gimme that, gimme that, gimme that

pairing: lee minhyuk x fem.!reader genre: smut, ons after a date, dom!idol x sub!reader synopsis: in which minhyuk takes you home after your first date word count: 1080 warnings: unprotected sex (wrap it, before u tap it, kiddos), creampie, a hint of cum play

y’all, minhyuk is doing things to me, i CAN’T

Raking your fingers through his hair, you pulled Minhyuk in to meet his lips with yours. He gently slid his hand down your back, tugging at the zipper along the way, opening the dark blue dress you had put on earlier.

You just came home from your date and barely closed the door, when Minhyuk pushed you against it and connected his lips to your neck, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he shamelessly undressed you in the middle of the entranceway as your fingers held his black locks tightly.

You normally weren’t the type to go home with a guy on the first date but something about him was so captivating, you couldn’t just end the night with a goodbye and nothing else; you had to see what his flirting and teasing would lead to.

His lips were now stuck on your collarbones, garnishing your skin in purple and blue after he had picked you up and carried you to the living room, where he sat down on the sofa, with you open-legged on top of his lap.

Licking a long strip up your neck, he was quick to let his tongue slip into your mouth as you moaned at his hardening dick underneath your wet core. He purposely left your underwear untouched, he enjoyed seeing you all dolled up for him even under the veil of your dress.

With a deep inhale, he pulled away from the kiss, trying to catch his breath when a smirk crept onto his lips.

»Undress for me«, he purred, running his hands through his hair when you got up from your seat on his lap. You locked eyes with him, slowly ridding yourself of your underwear as he unbuttoned his shirt and leaned back on the sofa, examining every inch of your body.

Scanning through his pockets he suddenly stilled and stared at you, a ghost of “Oh fuck” in his eyes.

»Shit, I don’t have any«, he sighed and picked up your bra from the floor, handing it over to you.

You shook your head, not accepting it as a reason to break off your fun. You were hungry for him and seeing him all worked up with his chest and abs on full display almost made the pool between your legs overflow.

»Take me raw.«

»Are you sure? You’re normally not the one to take risks . . . «

»And on the pill, so what are you waiting for?«

Dropping your piece of clothing, Minhyuk quickly freed himself from the constrictions of his pants and moaned, when his dick sprung free.

You licked your lips at the sight, marveling at his length as he kicked his pants off. He reached his hand out for you to take it, gently pulling you into his warm embrace as you slid back on his lap; his dick the only thing keeping your bodies from fully touching.

Silent breaths, barely audible hung into the room when he moved his lips in unison with yours like a man close to starvation and you were there to save him from it.

He carefully pushed you over, making sure you lay comfortably on the sofa, and held your legs open with his hands, eyes hooded with lust and fixed on your dripping core.

Minhyuk took his time teasing you before he aligned with your entrance after rubbing his fingers between your folds and licking your essence off them with a swift swirl of his tongue.

You let out a moan when he finally pushed into you, filling you up to the brim and stretching your walls to take his full length before he stilled for a quick moment to allow you to get used to the new feeling.

A sigh escaped your lips and you signaled him to continue when he hovered over you and locked his lips back with yours while he picked up the pace, harshly thrusting into you.

The hazy room was soon filled with sounds of skin hitting skin, like applause to your sensual tango as you felt your high approaching and a moan of his name burst through the silence.

»What do you want, baby girl?«, Minhyuk purred, placing his thumb on your aching clit and drawing random shapes while keeping the rhythm of his hips.

»’m close«, you whined, toes curling at the way he hit your sensitive spot with so much ease, all while still keeping the same mischievous grin he had on since he picked you up a few hours prior. You never would have thought you’d end your first date like this, on his sofa in the late-night hours, moaning his name as your orgasm ripples through your body.

Your body jolted under him, a high sigh escaping you as your walls clenched around his cock inside of you and he groaned at the feeling of your walls around him.

»Fuck, do that again.«

He was so close, head thrown back as each of his thrusts got sloppier and he removed his hand from your pussy to fixate your arms above your head. His eyes were screwed shut and his breath hitched when you clenched around him again, your cunt getting more and more sensitive as seconds went by like hours.

»Where?«, he suddenly asked, barely able to keep himself together as you clasped your legs around his hips, forcing him to hit you impossibly deeper.

»Cum inside me please, fill me up!«

You almost screamed in pleasure as he came undone, his seed painting your walls in white and his breathless moans accompanying slow thrusts to ride out his orgasm.

He carefully pulled out of you, still keeping your legs in place, as he watched his cum dripping out of your pussy and licked his lips before leaning in forward and placing a kiss on your aching cunt.

He licked your essence off your thighs and collected your mixed juices with two of his fingers, shoving them back where his dick had just been.

»M-Minhyuk, stop«, you whined, the overstimulation making it hard for you to speak as your leg started trembling on either side of him. »Too sensitive . . .«

A low chuckle echoed in his throat and he kissed your lips while pulling his fingers out of your core, the empty feeling now worse than the sensation on your numb clit.

»You did so well, taking my dick all the way in your pretty pussy and letting me paint you.«

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hope you liked it, minhyuk anon :3

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@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 6 | public teasing

tease • [bang chan]

i want it bad bad bad, your love

pairing: bang chan x fem!reader genre: smut, fake couple!au, reader low-key has a crush on him, dom!idol, sub!reader (for some reason it got a bit angsty ?) synopsis: in which your fake boyfriend chan takes to you to a poker game and you decide to play with him in a different way word count: 1268 warnings: public teasing, mentions of alcohol

i have about the same knowledge of poker as y/n in this story, hope what i wrote makes any sense ,,,,,, (lmk if it doesn’t pls)

Gently wrapping his arm around your waist, Chan introduced you to his colleagues, all of them seemingly more interested in your cleavage than your name. You felt their eyes on your exposed skin, staring like a hawk focused on its prey, a grin curling up your lips as you realized how obviously pissed your fake boyfriend got by the way he squeezed you tight and straightened his posture, jaw clenched and hand shut in a fist that was ready to throw punches at whomever.

Yet, the best idea you got from his behavior was that you were going to play with him tonight. For the sole purpose of finding out how long it would take until he got his sweet revenge on you - and your pussy.

You clenched around nothing just by thinking of how good he would fuck you back into submission once you got him riled up enough to make him break the business facade he put on every time he left the house.

Upon finishing the round of introduction you placed a kiss on his cheek, leaving the group of men alone and moving around the room to the buffet table where you picked up a glass of champagne.

Sipping the beverage, you followed each of Chan‘s movements with your eyes. The way he explained so vividly with his whole body brought a smile to your lips which, unlike your earlier grin contained nothing but love for him. The man you would gladly spend the rest of your days with if it wasn’t for the fact that you were the only one feeling that way whereas he only saw you as his companion for events like this.

Your chest grew heavy, so you figured the best way to make it through the night and to help you carry out your plan was some more liquid courage in your system.

Aiming for the bar you strolled through the room, Chan‘s eyes on you as you swung your hips with each step, the short skirt of your dress riding up dangerously high, exposing the pale skin of your thighs. You could feel his ice-cold gaze on you, your ass to be precise, and the thought of him tensing up, eyes fixed on you like a panther ready to attack only furled your confidence even more.

The pretty bartender shot you a cheeky smile when you ordered a cocktail and winked at him while taking the first sip before turning around and making your way back to your faux lover. He raised an eyebrow when you stood next to him, eyes moving from the glass in your hand back to your eyes.

»Tequila Sunrise.«

You smiled at him, pretending to only be here for the fun, alcohol, and to make him look better. It was part of your pact, he took you to special events to not show up alone and when it was over he drove you home, and depending on how well you behaved, you either were rewarded or punished. Needless to say that whatever you did, the sex was the best you ever had, whether it was “Good girl” or “Fucking brat” you were called.

What you got from the whole situation was everything but fun, sex aside. All he gave you were butterflies and lovesickness, the unrequited feelings hurting you far more than they were supposed to. Well, you got everything else you wanted. Chic dresses, attention, and a good reputation among the rich but never his love.

You swallowed hard, the alcohol pumping through veins still not enough to suppress your emotions. Your legs felt weak when you went for the bar again, ordering another drink to take back to the conversation.

»Get your shit together«, Chan whispered when you came back once more after placing a meaningless kiss on your cheek. »You’re not supposed to get drunk on my watch, remember?«

You replied a muffled »Yes«, inaudible to the rest of the guests but loud enough to be heard by the one that was supposed to. He nodded, a pleased smile on his lips as he stroked your cheek.

»Good girl«, he mouthed with his eyes piercing yours to find any trace of an evil plan you were plotting. Luckily for you, he believed your act, still did even though he seemed to sense something was off.

Soon enough he sat down at a table one of his colleagues preparing everything for a round of poker. Next to Chan stood an empty chair, ready for you to sit on and pretend you were really into what your “boyfriend” was playing and whether or not he was winning.

You put on your most believable smile, giggling at every bad joke that was told throughout the preparation of the game, all while resting your hand on Chan‘s knee.

When the cards were dealt, you shot a glance at Chan‘s hand not understanding any of the rules or how useful those cards were, yet you grinned at him just for keeping up the act.

He smiled back, nodding at the other players to symbolize the beginning of the game.

Silence quickly washed over everyone, as they focused on what was happening at the table, occasionally commenting on the course of the game. Apparently, Chan was doing pretty well, given the way his eyes glistened with joy, so you decided now was the time to attack and distract him a little.

Gently stroking up and down his thigh your hand continued to come dangerously close to his dick, tension rising in him, as he shot you a glance and almost invisibly shook his head to signal you to stop.

You raised an eyebrow, pretending not to know what he meant as you started palming his growing bulge. He clenched his jaw at your action, biting the inside of his cheek to suppress a moan.

»You alright, Bang?«

Whipping his head around, Chan removed your hand from his hard-on and nodded slightly, reassuring his colleagues that he was alright. You licked your lips, a triumphant gleam in your eyes when he went back to playing after opening the first button of his shirt.

Once he was immersed in the game again, you repeated your action this time opening the zipper with a swift motion of your wrist, the red tablecloth hiding your hand between his legs. You undid his button too, pushing your hand between his thighs to make him spread them, allowing you easier access to his cock, gently touching it through the fabric of his pre-cum stained boxers.

Chan bit his lip, eyes darkening and the veins on his hands growing visible as he started to get pissed off at your little game.

Letting out a deep sigh, he slammed his hands on the table when a break was called and you zipped his pants back up before he grabbed your wrist and got up from his chair.

»We‘ll go get some fresh air, mind calling us when you are ready to continue?«, he asked, voice tinted with anger before he dragged you out of the room and into the fresh air of the night.

Spinning you around, he pushed you against a wall, his hands pinning yours above your head by the wrist as his eyes stared straight into your soul.

»I swear to god, I‘m so going to make you regret this, you fucking brat«, he hissed, the print of his bulge in his pants making it hard for you to focus on his face.

»Now get on your knees and finish what you started!«

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okay, ik i wanted to post at 1pm but i had a maths exam this morning and had to write this during my free period after lunch break, hope you still enjoy it, bang chan anon :3

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@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober — day 10 | squirting

church • [sim jaeyun]

you’re wearing nothing but my t-shirt

pairing: sim jaeyun x fem!reader genre: ons between best friends!au, college!au, sub!idol, dom!reader synopsis: in which jake and you are something between best friends and lovers with no actual relationship status, so when you meet him with other people at a party he said he wouldn’t attend shit gets real between you . . . word count: 2571 warnings: curse words ig, unprotected sex (don’t be a spunky, cover your monkey), fingering, a lil orgasm denial and thigh riding, jake kinda gets tortured a bit, squirting

yeah, jake is giving me fuckboy vibes asf and i ain’t even sorry for putting that out there like this lol (ly jake <;3)

oh and, this got so damn long because i kinda had 3 daydreams about jake and they all merged in my head to create this, so i hope you like it hehe

Taking a sip of your cocktail, you let your eyes wander through the room, avoiding eye contact as best as you could since it was uncommon for girls your age to show up to parties alone. Only when you heard chatter and a strangely familiar voice coming closer, you risked a look upwards, resulting in meeting the eyes of a known but unexpected face.

»Jake?«

He was standing almost directly in front of you, surrounded by three other guys you recognised as Jay, Sunghoon and Heeseung, who had his arm wrapped around a girl‘s waist. Incredulously looking from face to face, you bit the inside of your cheek, a small wave of anger making you clench your hand around the glass you just drank out of.

»What a surprise to see you here.«

His voice almost dripped with sarcasm, the raised eyebrow and the cocky smile only underlining how much of a fuckboy he had become. You remembered the beginning of the school year, when he noticed how lost you were during Physics and he kindly offered to help you study for the exams.

You took his offer with great appreciation, maybe also because his eyes glistened in excitement and the sweet smile that curled on his lips woke up the butterflies in your stomach. Back then, even his outer appearance was a lot different.

His smile was honest and his eyes warm, the oversized sweaters and plaid shirts he wore making him look like the absolute boyfriend. You could feel the effect all that had on you throughout your tutoring sessions, when you had gotten a lot closer and flirty-sounding jokes became more common.

He loved to make you giggle when he pretended not to know an answer, just to make you explain the whole exercise again, which often resulted in you understanding your mistakes and doing better on the tests. Still, you felt like there could have been more between you if both of you had allowed it to be.

Gazing up and down his slim body, you tried to uncover the nice young boy he was while letting his current appearance have his influence on you. The leather jackets and dark colours he seemed to have gotten into really matched his cold gaze and the false smile he carried on his face now.

You didn’t know what happened to him during winter break after you hugged him goodbye when lessons ended on the last day of school and couldn’t stop blushing on your way home because of the way he booped your nose with his after his gaze kept jumping from your eyes to your lips and back over while he chewed on his bottom lip as if he was pondering whether or not to kiss you.

On the first day after vacation, you couldn’t even recognise him by the way he talked and acted, unable to say hello out of surprise when you saw him again. He had the same arrogant grin plastered on his lips when he came up to you and pulled you into a half-hearted hug, all the warmth you connected to his body replaced by ice as you looked at his face, too astonished to process his behaviour.

Now you felt the bass of the roaring music in your stomach, Jake’s bitter eyes piercing yours as he clenched his jaw while straightening up his posture.

»It’s unusual for you to go to parties without me.«

The reference to the first and last party you went to in his company felt like a punch in the face as it brought up memories you thought you had digested since then. Your tummy felt uneasy at the wave of emotions that crashed over you as you pressed your lips together at the phantom kiss ghosting over them.

You could still feel his tongue in your mouth, his lips moving against yours in a feverish tempo as the liquid courage rushed through your veins. His hands rested on your hips as you moved onto his lap, clinging to him impossibly closer while you clasped your hands in his hair.

When you arrived at your place, Jake’s hands were restless roaming your body as he carried you to the bedroom and let you down on the bed. He was gentle with you, the icy facade he created crumbling under the soft touches you exchanged when his lips ghosted over you and he carefully helped you fall over the edge with the tender movements of his hips.

The next morning you woke up, still smelling his perfume on your pillow and feeling his touches and kisses but Jake was nowhere to be found. Looking down your body you noticed yourself wearing one of his oversized shirts, the one you secretly always liked and still kept in the back of your closet because there was no way you could just go up to him and give it back.

Snapping out of your trance, you realised Jake still stood in front of you with his stupidly attractive face; his doe eyes still stuck on yours, his tongue still poking the inside of his cheek and his lips ever looking so soft.

You pushed yourself off the armchair, standing face to face on eye-level with him now as you eyed him up and down.

»You’re such an arrogant asshole, Sim Jaeyun«.

With a flick of your wrist, your cocktail ended up on his white shirt, seeping through the fabric and leaving a bright pink spot on his chest. You turned around on your heels, clutching the glass tightly as you felt the eyes of everyone close enough to have witnessed the situation turning to you.

Yet, you didn’t care as you stormed out of the room, Jake’s shouts of your name mere whispers in the mass of noises that filled the whole apartment when he ran after you.

»Fucking hell, stop already!«

His voice was loud in the hallway, echoing off the walls as he stood behind you, heavily breathing when he reached out to grab your wrist and spin you around to have you face him again.

»Leave me alone«, you hissed, pulling your arm out of his hold. »Wasn’t that hard after you woke up at my place either, remember?«

»Fuck that was a mistake, okay?«

»The whole thing or just you leaving me all alone with your shirt?«

»Wait, you still have it, don’t you?«

»That was not my question, Jaeyun.«

His silence was loud as his eyes focused on the floor, remorse painting his face as he struggled to find words to explain his situation. You shook your head, scoffing at how quiet he got once he was confronted with a situation he couldn’t escape with jokes, money or his dumb smile.

You turned your back on him, reaching for the door knob as he grabbed hold of your shoulders, putting an arm around you as he pulled you into a room next to the apartment door.

»What the fuck is in here? A dungeon in which y’all keep girls as slaves or something?«, you hissed into the darkness.

Jake chuckled, turning around the key and switching on the light before he leaned his back against the door and crossed his arms in front of his body.

»We’re all weird but trust me, none of us is that sick.«

»Then what are we doing here?«

»Were gonna talk this out now.«

A loud laugh escaped your throat as you arched an eyebrow at him, not being able to comprehend his intention.

»Shut up, Jake. I don’t want to talk about anything with you.«

You aimed for the door, only to find yourself pinned against it in the break of a second, Jake’s body pressing you against it as he bit the inside of his cheek again.

»You’re younger than me, show some respect and stop running away when I’m speaking to you.«

His voice sounded strict, unlike the teasing tone his voice carried in the living room when he reminded you of your last night together.

You rolled your eyes, not in the mood for a discussion as you tried getting him off of you.

»Yeah, I’m younger than you, but trust me when I say my dick is bigger than yours.«

You imitated his earlier facial expression, the greasy smile and the eyebrow move he did when he came talking to you. Fighting him with his own weapons seemed like a good idea to you, so you leaned your forehead against his, one of your hands tangling in his hair.

»What is that supposed to mean?«

He pulled away in confusion, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to decipher your actions, your lips dangerously close to touching.

»You, Jake Sim, are a cockthinker, which makes me the smarter one.«

A satisfied grin crept on your lips as you stuck out your tongue to him and mocked the way his confusion grew with each passing second.

»I am a what?«

»A cockthinker. You thought I wouldn’t spread my legs for you anymore because we both know I can’t do this whole „no strings attached“ crap, so you came here with the hope of finding someone else to shove your dick inside.«

»And that is why your dick is bigger than mine?«

You shrugged, the answer to his question more than obvious in your opinion.

»Yup.«

Jake stepped back, running a hand through his hair as he gazed at your legs and back at your face, a concentrated smirk on his lips.

»Pants down and prove it.«

»What?«

»Proof or it’s not true.«

»You’re so pathetic«, you scoffed, unbuttoning your pants and pulling the zipper down. You pulled the belt out of the hoops and kicked the pants off your legs as you stepped closer to him, one of your hands on his chest as you pulled him to you by his collar. »I’m not scared of you.«

»Oh baby, you should be«, he purred. His jacket and shirt ended up on the floor next to your pants, your top following suit as his typical smirk crept back onto his lips.

»Why? Scared I’m better than you?«

He took off his pants, stripping his underwear off with them as you dropped your panties and bra right next to you and guided him towards what seemed to be the guest bed.

»No, just convinced you’re gonna cum first.«

You clicked your tongue, pushing him on the bed as you slipped onto his lap, clutching the belt you still had in your other hand tighter as you forced him to lie down on his back.

»You can’t always win, Jaeyun«

Using your free hand, you pumped his throbbing cock before aligning him with your entrance and sinking down on him as you pinned his hands above his head. Fixating them on the bedframe with your belt, you sighed at how deliciously he stretched out your walls.

»You look amazing like this, Jakey«, you purred, placing a kiss on his lips as you rocked your hips against his. Breaking off the kiss, you threw your head back with a moan, setting a pace with your movements while Jake just watched his dick disappearing inside of you.

You rested your hands on his chest to support yourself as you repeatedly lifted yourself and sank back down on him, burying his dick between your folds accompanied by sighs and moans of his name.

His eyes were screwed shut as you felt him tensing up underneath you, groans and whimpers occasionally leaving his lips as you sensed his approaching orgasm by the way his dick twitched inside of you.

A dirty grin flitted across your lips as you raised your body once more, this time without sinking back down. Jake’s eyes snapped open and he furrowed his eyebrows, caught by surprise at the sudden loss of friction.

»What the fuck?«

»You’re so desperate, how sweet«, you cooed, slipping off his lap and kneeling on the bed next to him with spread legs, your wet cunt on full display for him to marvel at.

»Fuck you.«

He tried freeing his hands from the belt as you stuck out your tongue, licking two of your fingers before gently pushing them inside you to replace the missing feeling of his dick between your folds. You smiled in satisfaction at his frustrated sigh, his eyes glued to your digits moving in and out of you.

»Can’t you at least sit on my face or something?«

You moaned out his name, followed by a string of curse words as you enhanced the speed between your thighs, lewd noises filling the room along with your heavy breathing and Jake’s sounds of annoyance.

»Oh, come on«, he whined, tugging at the belt again but failing miserably.

You shrugged, bottom lip held hostage between your teeth as you sighed his name again.

»You should try begging for it.«

»I’m not gonna fucking beg you.«

You pulled your fingers out of your cunt, licking them clean as you moved back onto his lap, sitting down on his thigh and rubbing your soaking wet pussy against his skin once.

His thigh tensed underneath you as he took a deep breath, whispering »Okay, okay. Please just . . . do something«, with a brittle voice as you drew small circles on his abs and chest.

»You should hear yourself, baby boy«, you chuckled at his fucked out state, pearls of sweat forming on his forehead as he tried to keep up his facade even with you torturing him like that. »So desperate to cum but too shy to work for it.«

»Just fucking let me, okay?«

Raising an eyebrow at him, you signalled he knew what he had to do for you to allow him to cum, before you went back to riding his thigh with the same unbothered pace you had set when you first sank onto his dick.

Another sigh of Jake‘s name rolled off your tongue, finally breaking his facade and pushing him all the way into submission.

»Babe, please let me finish«, he whined, his voice cracking and tears pooling in his eyes.

»What a good boy you are«, you purred and locked lips with him as you let him push his dick back into your throbbing cunt.

A few thrusts upwards helped Jake reach his orgasm as you untied his hands and let him place them on your hips to guide you towards oblivion. His sloppy thrusts along with his lips all over your upper body soon made you catch your high as you squirted onto his hips and thighs with a loud moan.

He carefully thrusted up a few more times, riding out both your orgasms as he felt your juice running over his skin. His chest moved quickly, heavy breaths filling the room as you got off his lap, hissing at how empty your core felt all of a sudden.

»You should take the lead more often«, Jake sighed, rubbing his sore wrists as a low chuckle echoed in his throat.

»Sure thing, baby boy.« You kissed his lips again, stroking the sweaty hair out of his face and placing a kiss on his forehead too. »But we still have a discussion ahead of us first.«

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ik i suck at properly timing stuff ,,, and this os got so long geeeeeeeez ,,,, anyways, ik i’m almost a week late and i promise i‘ll try catching up with the other stories asap

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Reblog this when it’s on your dash. You will save someone’s life.

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