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Run | njm

ღ pairing: college fem! reader x classmate! jaemin

ღ word count: 6k

ღ genre: nsfw, mdni

ღ warnings: making out, soft sex, fwb, fingering, tit sucking, soft dom! jaemin, oral sex (f receiving), protected sex,

ღ rating: angst/fluff

ღ networks: @k-vanity @k-library

ღ author’s note: ty to @lovetaroandtaemin for beta reading!!

ღ summary: You and Jaemin were a fling once upon a time but reader decided to date someone else, leaving jaemin heartbroken, becoming distant from their friendship as he didn’t want to face his feelings

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You stared at the board in utter confusion about what your professor was writing. Nothing was lining up from the notes you took in your previous class with Mr. Oh. You sighed and heard a chuckle from the boy who sat next to you. "What's so funny?" You whispered as he looked at the notes you had spread out on your laptop and the books in front of you. "If you're lost, I can help," He smiled at you. You smiled to yourself at the way his eyes formed little smiles of their own.

"If you're willing to help me out, I wouldn't say no…" you trailed off. He snickered at you. "Just give me your number," he pushed over a pad of sticky notes to you. You took the pad, wrote your number down, and handed it back to him. He looked at your neat handwriting as he peeled off the note with your information and put it in his pocket.

"I'll text you after class. You don't have to let me know what you're lost on. I can send you my notes." You sighed in relief at his offer. "I just met you, but you're my savior." He laughed quietly at you as your professor wrapped up. You stood up with him and walked out. "Good luck with the rest of your day!" he called out as you walked your separate ways. "You too!" You smiled as you walked into your booked study room.

Unknown number: Hey! It's Jaemin from statistics!

Y/N: Hey! Thank you again for being so willing to help me out! I owe you big time! ㅠ_ㅠ

Jaemin: It's seriously no problem!

Jaemin: [7 images]

Jaemin: These are all the notes I took! Text me whenever if you're confused!

Y/N: Seriously, Jaemin. You are my savior.

He laughed at your text as you smiled. Your friend was watching you, but you were too focused on texting Jaemin, which you didn't even notice.

Y/N: What's your major, btw?

Jaemin: comp sci

Y/N: so you're brilliant:,)

Jaemin: What about you, pretty?

Your cheeks flushed at the compliment that Jaemin gave you out of nowhere. You did find him ridiculously attractive, and he made it hard for you to focus sometimes. He always sat somewhere near you. Even if you didn't look up to see who was sitting next to you, you knew it was him from the citrusy cologne he always wore.

Y/N: Political science :) I'm going to start law after! I'm looking into some classes abroad once I'm done with the semester.

You had a grin on your face as you texted him; your friends were still watching, waiting for you to look up from your phone. Areum nudged you with her elbow, and you took your eyes off your phone for a moment to look at her. "Who are you texting for you to smile like that?" You blushed lightly at her, calling you out. "Just some guy from one of my lectures," you shrugged it off as she nodded a bit. "'Some guy,'" she mocked you, and you whined at her teasing.

A few days passed by, and you were still glued to your phone. Messaging Jaemin every thought you could tell him, and he did the same. You both had so much in common that you were surprised. "How's your boyfriend?" Areum teased. She became relentless when she mentioned him. She was always acting as if you've never talked to a guy on campus before him. It wouldn't be too far-fetched. You did try to talk with some other guy in your anthropology class last semester, but he wasn't into talking to you at all, and after him, you didn't really want to get involved with someone else.

"Yeah, yeah. You know he's not my boyfriend," You stretched your arms out as you put your phone down and started to focus on your classwork. "I mean, you guys are texting non-stop; you've been running off as soon as our reservation is over, too. It's not too outlandish for me to think you're dating,"

It was hard to argue; everything she was saying was true, but you just had so much fun with Jaemin that it was hard not to want to spend time with him. Jaemin was going through similar conversations with his roommate, Jisung. You were over their place so much that he started to tease you about starting to pay rent.

His place just felt so comforting, plus for two twenty-something-year-olds, their place was nice. The place was always clean, except maybe a clutter of shoes near the doorway and study materials on a dining table that they had never used.

Minnie: Come over when you're done with classes. I want to see your face.

Y/N: I'm almost out of this lecture. I'll come running over.

He laughed to himself at your message, knowing you were dead serious about running to him once you were done, and that's what you did. You ran up the steps and knocked. The door opened after a moment as Jisung stood there, his oversized shirt swallowing his body. "Jaemin! Your girlfriend is here," He called out as he let you in. Jaemin walked out of his room and smiled at the sight of you.

"How was your class today?" He smiled, embracing you in a hug. "It was good," You wrapped your arms around him as he kissed the top of your head. "Alright, love birds. I'm going to class and have a study room reserved." Jisung announced. "Have fun!" Jaemin didn't even look in his direction as he led you to his room.

He turned on the TV as he laid down on the comfy duvet. You lay down next to him, cuddling up to him as he turned on some stupid reality show that you would barely focus on. You looked up at him from his side. He smiled down at you, cupping the side of your face. "You're so beautiful," He cooed as your cheeks flushed. The way he was looking at you as he leaned down was setting off fireworks in your mind, and once his lips met yours, it felt as if the finale was starting. His lips were gentle against yours.

He moved on top of you carefully, balancing on his arms beside you. He bit your bottom lip gently, pulling gently as a soft moan slipped out from your mouth. Your body was heating up as he kissed you deeper.

Your lips melted against his as his arm slipped behind your back, pulling your torso closer to his. His tongue danced with yours as he held you closer.

You've made out with other people plenty of times, but it felt so natural with Jaemin. He held you tight, not wanting to let you go as his kiss grew deeper. "You're so perfect," He mumbled against your lips.

You could feel his growing member against your thigh, and your cheeks flushed. You should maybe slow down. It wouldn't be good to have sex just a few days after meeting... right?

You couldn't help yourself as you held onto Jaemin. His lips traveled from your lips to your chin. Leaving light and gentle kisses until he reached your neck.

His lips pressed against your soft skin, focusing on that sweet spot that made you let out a soft whimper. He loved the sounds leaving your lips as he bit down lightly. Leaving light marks down your neck.

He followed the same path as before as he kissed your lips, pulling your lip down and sliding his tongue in your mouth. He couldn't get enough of you.

His lips separated from yours, putting his forehead on yours. "We should slow down, shouldn't we?" He wasn't sure how you felt and didn't want you to feel pressured into making the heated make-out session into something much more.

You nodded hesitantly. You wanted to feel him deep inside of you. To feel his tongue so much more than just inside of your mouth. Both of you wanted much more but didn't want to rush into it just yet.

He moved over, so he wasn't on top of you. He pulled you closer to him so you could cuddle. He changed the TV to a movie for the two of you to watch. You looked up at him, seeing the way he was entranced in the movie that was playing.

"Hey, Jaemin?" You looked up at him as his eyes shifted from the screen to you. "Yeah?" He smiled softly. You looked into his eyes; god, they were beautiful. Everything about him was beautiful. "I like you a lot, Jaemin." You watched his expression.

He laughed and smiled. You tried to hide your disappointment in his reaction. People were already making assumptions that you were a couple, but you couldn't even take that seriously when all he did was look at you and smile.

No actual response to your confession. It did really hurt that he didn't even say anything back. Just a laugh and nothing else. You focused on something else as he still had his arm wrapped around you.

You both continued with what you usually did. The time together never changed. Going out to dinners, buying each other gifts just because, even the occasional intimate moments that you had. Thank god there was no awkwardness from the confession.

You looked at him, standing in his door frame as Jisung had already left for the day and went to class. His body came closer to yours. The way you were looking at him made his heartbeat speed up.

He walked over to you, cupping your face. "You're so beautiful." His voice was barely a whisper as he looked at you. Your cheek was nuzzling into his touch. He leaned down, his lips meeting yours as you held onto him. Your hands placed on his waist as he held your hips, picking you up. His hands shifted to your ass as he kissed you.

Your tongues moved in sync as he carried you to his room. Soft moans escaped your lips as he nibbled down your neck. Each sound encouraged him more, eager to please you. He carefully laid you on his bed, hovering himself above you. "I want to go further," He studied your expression, searching in your eyes for what you wanted. "I do, too," Your eyes filled with the excitement of finally feeling him.

He moved off of you, taking off his shirt and tossing it across his room as you followed what he did. Taking your bra off as he bit his lip, staring at your tits. "God, you're perfect," He exhaled, getting on top of you.

His lips were ghosting down the side of your neck and around your nipple. You gasped lightly at the feeling of his tongue flicking on your nipple. His teeth lightly pulled at the pebbled flesh. "Jaemin," you moaned quietly.

Those sweet sounds escaping your lips just encouraged him more as his tongue continued to circle. Your core was heating up with his touch. His hand moved down slowly, taking in every inch of your skin. He reached for your pants and pulled them down. Goosebumps spread as you felt his hand massage your thighs lightly. He could feel heat radiating from your body. His gentle kisses traveled down the center of your stomach. Your body tensing underneath him.

He pulled your underwear down and looked up at you, his eyes looking for permission. You quickly nodded as he spread your legs, moving so he could lay in between your legs. "If it gets uncomfortable with me here, just put your legs on top of me." He coached as you nodded; words could barely form as you were too excited to feel him on a different level.

He slid your underwear down, tossing it off to join the rest of your clothing. His finger teased your slit as you squirmed. He stared up at you, watching your expression as he parted your folds. "You have such a pretty pussy," He mumbled before gliding his tongue around your clit.

Your fingers wrapping themselves in his hair from the pleasure. Your back arched as he lightly sucked on your clit, moaning from the taste of you. The pleasure came over you in waves. He slipped his finger in as you moaned out. His finger moved slowly, making you jerk your hips, wanting more and more from his touch.

His drool dripped down your thighs as your breathing was heavy. His finger pushes in up to his knuckle before adding a second. "F-fuck, Jaemin.." You whimpered. He looked so smug, seeing how much pleasure you were in from just his touch. "Yes, baby?" You could only moan in response. His fingers sped up, touching your walls in ways you haven't felt as they clenched around his fingers. "God," You swallowed. "P-please just fuck me," You pleaded. His fingers stopped as he slipped them out of your dripping wet heat.

He took his pants off and walked over to his nightstand, grabbed a condom, and slipped it on. "How do you want to do this?" His voice was gentle. "I just want you in me. I want to feel every inch of you deep inside."

The neediness you spoke with made his hunger for you grow. He grabbed pillows and put them under your back, making it more comfortable for you. Your legs lifted for him as he placed one of your legs on his shoulder. His eyes looked at you once more for permission as his tip was pressing on your opening.

You bit your lip and looked at him. “Please fuck me,” You pleaded. That was all he needed to hear before his cock slowly was wrapped in your warmth.

"Oh fuck, Y/N," he groaned, keeping his pace slow. He wanted to savor every part of you. "Y-you feel so good, Jaemin," You mewled out as his hips rolled into you. He moved your legs off of his chest. You quickly wrapped them around his hips, still wanting to have more of your body on his

The feeling of his length pumping in and out of you making you moan out. His pace picked up as he leaned down, kissing your lips. "You feel so fucking good," His voice was so husky as you hummed in response against his lips.

His hips struck yours as you moaned out, his pace picking up as he was driving you closer and closer to your orgasms. His lips indulging in every part of your skin he could. You moaned out as your walls convulsed around him.

He picked up his pace but kept his thrusts gentle. "I love how you feel wrapped around me," He grunted as you felt his cock twitch. "Don't stop," you purred. His cock was introducing you to new pleasures. Your eyes shut halfway as they rolled back. His hips stuttered against yours as he groaned. "Fuck, Y/N," He didn't have to say much more for you to know he was right on the edge. Your walls spasmed against his cock. "I'm gonna fucking cum," You whined as he held your hips tightly.

Your legs wrapped around his waist tightly. "Jaemin," You cried out as that knot in your stomach unraveled, your legs quivering as your grip on him loosened. His thrusts halted, his body shuddering over yours as you felt his cock twitching inside of you.

He looked down at you, moving carefully to leave a long kiss on your lips. He panted as he placed his forehead on yours. "You felt so good," He smiled at you, his lips meeting yours again. Your lips melted against his. "You're amazing, Jaemin," You watched him as he pulled out carefully. You moved your legs, removing them from his hips that they were on. He got off the bed and walked to his bathroom to discard the condom.

He walked over, pulling the covers back so you both could get under. His arms wrapped around you as his thumb brushed on your shoulder. "Hey, Y/N?" He looked down at you, seeing you wrapped in the sheet as you lay on his side. "Yes, Minnie?" You smiled up at him. "I really like you. You're so perfect," you both liked each other more than you could put into words. It was hard to react to his confession. Just a few weeks ago, you confessed, and it was laughed off and pushed behind you. You nodded against his bare chest. His thumb is still brushing against your shoulder. He didn't say anything else about the confession.

An awkwardness filled the room that night. Neither of you would admit to it, but things were changing between you. You both were just trying to play it off as if nothing was wrong. You still texted one another and hung out, but jokes from Areum and Jisung disappeared. It felt weird getting asked if you were dating now. Nobody's asked in a few weeks, so maybe people were accepting you were just friends with Jaemin.

That was until you were approached by a couple of girls that you didn't even know. "It's Y/N, right?" You nodded as they stood across from the table you were working at.

"You and Jaemin are a couple, right?" Your brows furrowed at the sudden question. Strangers were now asking out of the blue. They were staring at you, waiting to hear your answer.

You bit the inside of your lip, not knowing what to say. "We're just friends, that's all," You panicked as two girls you've never met before looked at you in shock, expecting you to say that you were a couple.

"So I can shoot my shot, and you'll be okay with it?" She stared at you, waiting to hear every damn response you had. "Yeah, go ahead." You shrugged as she walked off with her friend.

You shook your body like you were trying to get rid of the vibes from that conversation. Everything felt off the rest of the day. Your phone buzzed suddenly. You weren't expecting to hear from Jaemin anytime soon as he had a lecture that took up most of his days.

Minnie: Damn, I've had like four girls dm me today. Do you know anything about that?

Y/N: I'm sorry. I panicked when people asked me what we were. I said we're just really close friends.

Y/N: I mean

Y/N: that is what we are?

Y/N: right?

You panicked with each text. Maybe you shouldn't have just dismissed the girls by saying you were friends and nothing more. That was your opportunity to claim him as yours and maybe solidify your relationship. Regrets started to seep in as you waited for his response.

As you waited to hear from him, you packed up your belongings and walked home. You were getting worried that maybe you fucked up. Maybe you should've told those girls not to talk to him. It was too late now for you to take back your words.

You sighed as you walked into your apartment. Setting your study materials on the dining table. You were supposed to focus on your work, yet you were tapping your home screen every few minutes. The screen lit up to a photo of you and Jaemin as you searched through notifications, seeing that he texted you about five minutes ago.

Minnie: Yeah

You stared at that four-letter word. He always had more to say than just one quick word. Even with the confessions from both sides, nothing happened, so why did he seem so upset this time around? For the first time, actual awkwardness seeped in between both of you. It wasn't one of those quick ones that got pushed behind you. It felt much more severe.

Conversations were shorter, and you didn't think much at first. Maybe he started talking to one of the girls that hit him up. You kept telling yourself everything would work out. Conversations were just shorter since finals were around, and Jaemin wanted to study for them seriously. It wouldn't surprise you as he always held himself to high standards.

You'd be happy for him if he did; you started talking to another guy you ran into on campus. You could only wish Jaemin was doing the same. The connection that started to form between you and Jeno was becoming similar to the one you had with Jaemin. Your only issue was telling if this would stay as a platonic friendship and not a relationship. That was always your downfall when talking to someone.

Jaemin was a prime example. God, he was perfect. He knew everything about you, every place you loved to be touched, the pace that would drive you straight to an orgasm every time without fail. He also knew what made you smile after a rough day of class or if you ran into trouble with anything. He just knew you.

You couldn't lie when you say you regret how things were beginning to separate from you and Jaemin; it would've been much easier for you just to commit and try again with confessing.

Jaemin could say the same about you. That's why he was worried about the distance that started to form. It wasn't intentional, but he was hurt that you didn't try again with him. Instead, you just let him go without talking to each other.

Minnie: Hey love, I was wondering if you'd like to come over? I miss you, and I want to talk with you :(

You stared at the text and looked over at Jeno. He was watching your movements as you held your phone. "I'm so sorry to do this. Do you mind if we study another night? You have my number, so just text me." You collected your belongings.

He gave you a quick goodbye as you made your way over to Jaemin's. Your heart suddenly started to beat faster as you got closer and closer. It has been a while since you've seen him, and you were just hoping he didn't have a grudge against you.

The door opened after a quick and gentle knock. "Y/N," He grinned and wrapped you in a hug. "I wasn't expecting you to come. You didn't say anything after I asked." You stood there in his embrace for a moment. Holding onto him like your life depended on it.

"Are you upset at me?" you blurted out, your head on his chest. Your heart rate decreased as you heard him sigh. "No, silly." He let you into his apartment, not wanting to keep holding you in his door frame. "Are you mad at me?" He fired the same question at you as you shook your head quickly. "Absolutely not. But I am curious about something," You had a mischievous smirk on your face as he raised an eyebrow, wondering what you could've possibly been talking about.

"And where is the curiosity coming from?" He sat down on the couch. "What girls hit you up?" You took your place on the couch next to him as he laughed a bit. "Let's see," He pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"We have…" He opened Instagram and clicked on his messages. "Jinsoul from my databases class, Hayun from the linguistics lecture we had. Sua from my algorithm lecture and Sohye from calculus." He laughed a bit and closed out of them.

You couldn't help but notice that he hasn't responded to any of them. "Okay, Mr. Popular," You teased him as he shook his head. "How about you?" He nodded towards your phone in hand. You laughed. "Only one person,"

"Really?" He was trying his best to hide his jealousy. "Yeah, Lee Jeno. He was in my psych class last year, and he randomly decided to message me. We've been hanging out. We have the same major, so we study it once a week."

He nodded, biting the inside of his lip. "I'm glad you found someone willing to help within your major. That's always helpful," He smiled at you, placing his hand on your lower thigh. "Yeah, but I still like your help," You grinned at him.

He wanted to ask you a million questions about Jeno but didn't want to press you. He figured it wasn't worth the questioning. He was jealous, though. He loved having study dates with you. He loved being able to watch you finally understand something difficult that he put into terms you understood.

He ignored his feelings for this random Jeno guy. It didn't matter. That's what he told himself. You and him were all that mattered when you came over.

It changed over time for him. What you once had wasn't happening anymore. Every time you came over, all you could do was talk about Jeno. What did Jeno help you with that week in your classes, and what were Jeno's favorite things to talk about?

It was all too much for Jaemin. He should've known it would end up as a fling for the two of you, but he figured you would be able to make it work at some point. He knew after this year you were going abroad, but he was hoping you would be with just him until the time you were going to leave.

He wasn't sure how to say these words to you. You meant the world to him, and he was losing you to some stupid guy in your major. He wanted to spend time with you and just have silly text messages in between you, but everything stopped. He eventually stopped asking if you wanted to come over because you would always be busy with classwork or with Jeno. He stared at his phone, debating if it was worth texting you, but he couldn't help himself, so he sent you a text. He wasn't too outlandish for wanting to see your face again.

Minnie: Come over :( I miss seeing your face. I know I haven't asked in a while.

You stared at the text as Jeno looked over your shoulder. "Hey, just stay with me," He smiled at you. You laughed lightly. "I want to, but he's also my best friend. I can't just keep saying no." You watched as Jeno crawled on top of you. His naked body is hovering over you in his sheets.

"Come on, Y/N," He kissed your neck as you sighed out, loving the feeling of his soft lips on your neck. "See, I know you want to stay." He smirked against your neck. You bit your lip, hesitation setting in. "Jeno, I'd love to stay, but maybe later. Okay? I just want to stop by his place for an hour. Two, tops." You stared up at those gorgeous eyes he had.

"Alright, love. Text me when you get there. I want to make sure you get there safe." He moved back to your side. You got out of his bed and dressed yourself. "I will," You smiled, watching as he leaned closer to you. You bent down and let a kiss land on his lips as he smiled at you. "Have fun," He watched as you walked out. Your heart was still pumping from your 'workout' with Jeno as you made the walk to Jaemin's.

You knocked on the door, and Jaemin opened it. Smiling at you, he didn't say anything, but he noticed that you didn't fix your hair after leaving Jeno's and the bite mark on the side of your neck. He just let you in without saying anything for a moment. He cleared his throat. "I was thinking we could get some food and watch one of those stupid reality shows." He looked at you as you quickly nodded. "Absolutely, I love those stupid shows." He let out a heartfelt chuckle. "I know you do."

He started to feel stupid; he didn't want to say it out loud, but he knew there wasn't much he could do on his own to make everything the way it used to be.

"So, what have you been up to since I last saw you?" You plopped down on his couch. He thought for a moment, trying to remember what he's done in the past three weeks. "Studying, I really want to do good on my final." He nodded, biting his lip as he thought a bit more. "I've watched a few anime's I wanted to get to. That's about it," He nodded.

He really didn't want to hear about Jeno, but he also didn't want to be rude and not ask how you were doing. He cleared his throat and sat next to you. "What about you?" He watched as you started to fix your hair. "I've been studying too. Going out with Jeno, too. He's amazing, Jaemin. We connect over everything, and it just feels so natural whenever we're together," You sighed happily.

A sour taste grew more potent in his mouth as he nodded. He couldn't help but think of what you said about him. "I'm glad." He was short and to the point, not wanting to hear about him again for the rest of the night. "What do you want to eat?" He was trying to hide the jealousy in his voice, as you thought. "Pizza? Or maybe some chicken," You spaced out, thinking hard about what you wanted.

Jaemin laughed. "How about both? I see the steam coming out of your ears," He teased you, making you whine at him. He smiled and ordered your food. He didn't want to pry but couldn't help himself. "So…what are you and Jeno?" He watched your reaction, the way your cheeks flushed at the mention of his name. A bitter taste in his mouth spread as he couldn’t get rid of it.

"We're together," You nodded, hearing a knock on the door. He stood up without a word and took the food, placing it on the table in front of you two. He tried to keep the mood light even though he was hurt hearing you admit your relationship with Jeno. He still believed that maybe there was a chance for the two of you—more than just a semester. But every time your mouth opened and Jeno's name left your lips, his heart broke some more.

He still desperately wanted to hang out with you, even though it became different in the past. The few times that you've had to catch up, he doesn't even say a word that you react to. All you could do was utter your boyfriend's name, and it started to make his hatred for this random guy grow. He created distance, slowly but enough for you to rarely talk. You started to notice after it's been a month and a half since you've talked.

Y/N: Minnie, is everything okay? We haven't talked in a while :( Are you upset about anything?

Minnie: I'm okay, Y/N. I'm just not trying to get in the way of you and your boyfriend.

Y/N: oh, shush. You're my friend! I always have time for you. I just have been worried since you haven't reached out.

Minnie: No. I'm okay; I'm free tomorrow night if you want to come over, and we could talk some more. I just want to get my classwork done now.

You blinked at the way he suddenly shut down the conversation. It was weird, even for him. It wasn't like him, he's been upset before, but he's always talked to you. You brushed it off for the night as Jeno's touch kept your mind off of how weird Jaemin was being.

You checked the time as you stretched out. You picked up your phone and saw Jaemin's text.

Minnie: Come over whenever.

Y/N: Alright, I'll leave soon :)

You stood up, throwing on some sweats and Jeno's hoodie. You texted him that you were walking up and saw him opening his door from the steps. "Hey," You smiled at him. "Hey," He held the door open for you as you walked.

You made your way to the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from his fridge. "So, what did you want to talk about?" You took a sip of your water. "I know you thought something was off." He cleared his throat. "And there kind of is," You watched as he ran his fingers through his hair. Your heart sped up hearing him admit that. Silence filled the room at that moment.

"What's wrong?" You questioned, your heart beating out of your chest. "I know I told you it was no problem that you told people we weren't together. I just wish you asked me first. I feel like we never sat down to talk about it. Just weird confessions out of nowhere, and that was all." You shook your head at him, not believing what he had to say.

"Jaemin…" You sighed deeply. "I confessed to you, and you laughed it off. After that, I thought it was pretty straightforward that we were seeing it as just a fling. I didn't think it was something serious after that." You became upset that he was trying to blame you.

"I know, that's why it took me a bit, but then when I confessed, you did the same thing." He sat on the edge of his couch, staring at you. "Is this about Jeno?!" You scoffed as he held his head.

"Do you have to bring him to everything?!" He didn't raise his voice, but you could see he was getting annoyed. "Listen, Y/N. You went off and told everyone that I'm single. I got a few messages from girls who just want to sleep around. Not have a connection. While you got a whole relationship, I am upset, but I think I have every right to feel this way."

You listened as he rambled. Starting to get frustrated with how he was speaking. "You didn't make it clear to me, Jaemin. Please don't assume that it's my fault that we're not dating. There was clearly something about each other that neither of us wanted. I'm not taking the blame, and I'm not placing it on you. But you are being ridiculous."

His jaw dropped slightly upon hearing your words. "Clearly, something isn’t working. I thought we were both pretty honest with each other, but I was wrong. I can't just stand by and be here for you when you never want to see me because you're too busy with your boyfriend. I can't hang out and listen to you bring him up with every mention of something I say." He took a deep breath. "I'm happy for you. I'm glad you have someone, even though I wish it were me. I just think we should go separate ways."

You stared at him in disbelief. "What do you mean?" You watched as he crossed his arms over his body. "I found something else for me to do. A better program for my major abroad. I'd rather follow that than stand here every day, debating whether even to text you because you don't even respond anymore." He shrugged as you nodded slowly.

"Where are you going?" You looked at him, seeing the way his body relaxed completely. "Singapore, there's a good college over there, so hopefully that'll help me out to find a good job." His voice seemed so dry as if he was talking about something he really didn't want to do.

"And you really want to go?" You couldn't help but question him as he nodded. It was a slight nod, but it was enough for an answer. "I'm going to miss you," You walked closer to him. "I'm always a text away, don't forget that." You spoke gently. Reaching your arms out for a hug, he held you close. "I'm going to miss you, Jaemin," You sighed and held onto him.

He reluctantly hugged you, worried about getting himself hurt if he said much more. He cleared his throat as you let go. "Are you really going?" Your voice was small, and tears were forming in your eyes as he nodded. "Yeah, I hope you have a good time when you go abroad too. We can text whenever," He shrugged as you nodded. You were in disbelief that he was leaving, but there was nothing that you could say to make him stay.

He did want to stay, but now that he's really seen how you feel for someone else, he's just decided it was better for him to run.

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garciaasfluffypen · 3 days ago

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bright beginnings pt 13

pairing: single dad!joseph quinn x fem!reader wc: 1.5k warnings: SMUT. MINORS DNI. wrap it before you tap it, besties it's time besties. what we've all been waiting for.

“joe-”

before you could finish your sentence, his hands were on your hips and you were up against the wall. looking into your eyes for any last minute objections, joe closed the gap between you two and dear god, you could feel the fireworks going off all around you. your arms wrapped around his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, needing to feel him. to be with him. slowly but surely you two made your way to the bedroom, hastily closing the door behind you before joe playfully tossed you onto the bed, causing a laugh to fall from your lips. he was on you in seconds again, hovering over you as you reached up to cup his cheeks.

“do you want this?” you looked into his eyes, curiosity getting the better of you. “we can stop.”

“don’t stop, please god don’t stop.”

lips crashed against yours again as you could feel joe getting lower and lower. finally, his hips met yours and a moan fell from your lips as you buckled up to meet him. the need in your core was growing and growing, and if he didn’t do anything about it soon you’d be going crazy. with a push to his shoulder you got him to help you sit up, wasting no time in grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling at it. within seconds, the shirt was on the floor and his hands were back to roaming the expanse of your body, slowly lifting up the shirt you had on. with a swift nod of your head, the shirt was off and haphazardly thrown somewhere on the floor with joe’s. joe sat back for a second to admire you, holding your wrists lightly so you didn’t wrap your arms around your waist like you had done earlier in the night. he gently pushed you back against the pillows and moved some hair away from your neck before he started to make his way down your jawline, placing feather light kisses as he did so. your back arched as his calloused hands made their way down your sides, leaving ghost-like traces of him everywhere he could.

before you knew it, your bra was off and his lips were on you again and all you could focus on was him. the world around you two crumbled away as he kissed and suckled at your nipple, small moans falling from your mouth as you moved a hand to play with the curls atop his head. he switched to the other one, his free hand now moving to play with the nipple he was just attached to, the sensitivity getting more and more noticeable. he looked up at you through lidded eyes, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips as he started to trail kisses down your stomach. a whine escaped your lips as you tried desperately to reach for joe. almost as if he was reading your mind, he took his belt and pants off faster than you could comprehend, taking the opportunity to pull him back up to you and flip over so he was leaning back against the pillows now. your hands trailed down his chest and ended at the hem of his underwear.

“can i?”

a smile formed on his face. “of course. whatever you want.”

his underwear joined the rest of the clothes and you watched as his dick popped up. you gently grabbed it with your hand, looking at him one last time for any last second take backs. when he signaled to you with a nod that it was okay, you put him in your mouth. both of you let out guttural groans, your core red hot and getting wetter at every sound joe made. he eventually grabbed you by the hand and pulled you up to him so you were hovering over him.

“do you- i don’t…”

“i’m on the pill. just fuck me, joe.”

“god you are so hot.”

joe held onto you as you sank onto him, your head falling into the crook of his neck as you did so. the two of you sat there for a second, mainly for you to adjust to the new feeling inside of you, but it didn’t last long as your hips started rocking back and forth. joe got the hint and grabbed at your hips, moving them up and down slowly as you readjusted your knees to get a better angle. noises you’ve never heard yourself make before escaped as you started to move up and down, the pleasure flowing through your body in waves. without leaving your body, joe flipped you and rested you against the mattress, pulling you closer to the edge. your hands flew above your head as you laid there, hair spilling out behind you as joe continued his pace. you could feel yourself getting closer and closer, and if you focused hard enough, could tell joe was getting there as well.

“i want it, i’m so close-- oh! don’t stop don’t stop!”

you could have sworn his eyes got darker with lust as his thrusts got sloppier. “that’s a dangerous statement, sweetheart.”

“joe, please.”

as if on cue, both orgasms hit you. it easily was one of the best sensations you had felt in a long time, and if you were being honest, you didn’t remember the last time a man had made you feel this way. joe’s thrusts slowed down as you both came down from your respective highs, slowly pulling out of you with a pop. you barely registered him leaving the room until you heard the door close to his bathroom, resulting in you leaning up on your elbows a bit. he came back out with a washcloth, slowly pushing your legs back open so he could wipe you off. you couldn’t help the moan that escaped your lips at that simple gesture, turning beet red as you saw joe chuckle at you.

“‘m sorry. i just… you’re very gentlemanly. i’m not used to this.”

“don’t be sorry, you’re very cute.” he tossed the washcloth into his laundry basket. “don’t forget to pee.”

“but what if i just want to lay here and not move ever again?”

“then you can pee on the bed.” joe held out a hand. “i don’t want you getting a uti.”

you grabbed his hand, letting him help you up. “you are truly written by a woman.”

“i-i’m not sure what that means.”

“you cleaned me up after sex and are forcing me to pee so i don’t get a uti. usually guys will get dressed and leave.”

joe looked quite surprised. “men do that?”

“unfortunately.” you shrugged as you sat down on the toilet. “you’re going to make me not want to have sex with anyone else after that.”

“who said i was going to let you?”

you definitely choked on your own spit.

“i-”

“you never answered my question earlier. about everything. about us.”

oh.

“wait. i’m literally sitting on the toilet. lets wait til i’m not actively pissing before finishing this.”

“you’re right, lemme just.. i’m gonna go get us some waters.”

“yes okay good idea.”

joe awkwardly shuffled back out into the bedroom leaving you alone as he shut the door. you ran a hand through your hair and let out a breathy laugh.

yeah, you were never having sex with anyone but joe ever again.

you went back to the bed, taking the glass of water from him after he got back in bed, curling into his side as he wrapped his arm around you. a blanket fell over your laps as you sat in a comfortable silence, basking in the fact that it finally happened. it was real, and it happened.

“y’know..you never really expect what’s coming for you, do you?”

your head tilted to the side. “huh?”

“you don’t. and that’s the fun thing about life. the craziness.” joe grabbed your hand, staring into your eyes. “its what brings you closer to those around you, you know? the chaos of everything, the timing... it’s never perfect, but the universe knows what it’s doing, and i’m so glad the universe led me here. led me to you.”

“joe…”

“please, let me finish. i need to say this before i chicken out.” he paused. “i want you in our lives, y/n. more than you’ll ever know. stay with us. with me.”

a smile formed on your face as you blushed. “you really like me?”

“so much. so so much. never leave me. i beg.” he dramatically pushed his face into your shoulder. “be mine, y/n. forever.”

“you are so idiotic.” you ran a hand through his hair. “of course i’ll be yours. promise me one thing, though?”

joe looked up to you. “what’s that?”

“i get to punch julia at least once.”

with that, the two of you burst out in laughter, falling into the embrace of each other’s arms. this was nice. it was… more than nice. it was everything you ever wanted in life. and it felt… perfect.

it truly was a bright beginning.

#bright beginnings universe #joseph quinn #joe quinn #joseph quinn fanfiction #joseph quinn imagine #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn rpf #joseph quinn smut #joe quinn smut

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aspiring-house-husband · 18 hours ago

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!! omegaverse heat fucking !!

there’s a winding road that runs through the forest of my sprawling property, but nothing else. so i never worry about catching a scent on the breeze, but when i do, it’s notable. drifting across the cold and snowy air is a soft scent, one i can’t place, but one that means there’s a person somewhere, out there in the cold and the snow. it might be my imagination, my loneliness catching up to me, but i smell it again and this time i know it’s real. it’s omega scent, laden with fear and sadness. so i grab a coat but i don’t have the time for anything else as i roar up my ATV and go flying across acres of my land. i spend the time searching for you preparing myself for that- if we aren’t too compatible, i should be able to muscle down my rut and just take care of you the way you need. and that’ll be up to you, if you want to ride it alone rather than have a stranger help you, i want to be able to respect that. and i definitely can’t lose myself before i’ve saved your life. and i manage to not be affected at all when i first find you, a sweet omega in not-nearly enough clothes, no doubt dumped on the side of the winding road that cuts through my property and staggered into a bush that gets you halfway out of the wind. I’m far to focused on getting you warm to think about how you’ve tented your pants. i bring you onto the ATV facing me, buried into my chest and wrapping your arms around me, closing my jacket around you and making you bury your face to keep warm as i ride you home as fast as possible. and with you buried under my jacket and damp with snowmelt, it’s hard to get a grip on your scent. but it’s not the same for you.

you, in my jacket, surrounded by my scent, my warmth, getting to press your face into my firm chest and wrap your arms around me. you who can hold onto me and listen to my heartbeat and feel my biceps tense as i steer the machine across my property. your legs split wide over the seat, so you can just barely brush up against my jeans keeping my dick from you, and wanting to get even closer, wanting to grind against me. you, drunk off my scent and the thrill of being rescued and protected, your heat adding even more need, already wanting to be claimed and bred by this strong alpha. you bury your face in my neck to breathe my scent as i carry you into my cabin, squeezing your thighs together.

so eager you were to drop your face down and present for me, and prepared to rip from my grip and do it. but i was undressing you first, and you had not a thought for your hypothermia, just glowing with your alpha readying to take you. i was, of course, already your alpha, your mate. but i crucially don’t take off your boxers, nor mine, so while it satisfies you to press bare skin to mine, you can’t help but whine and wiggle your hips and grind our cocks together.

and now i get a faceful of your scent. sweetened by your heat, but underneath that, the most perfect scent, one that i couldn’t help but feel was made for me. i try to muscle back any thought of it, wanting to be clear minded and present to help you in any way necessary, and knowing i won’t be able to do that if i drop into rut. but you smell so good… like you were sculpted for me, your thin frame and soft thighs on long legs, your bubbly ass, your soft chest, your waist that practically begged to be grabbed and shoved down onto my hips. and your pretty eyes, looking up at me with adoration and need, such a small, needy thing, and you need me…

i’m hard underneath you after only a few minutes. you feel it and start grinding, whimpering and moaning even at the thought of my cock against you, wanting it inside you. i let my hands wander to your chest, to your waist, to the bulge in your boxers, which makes you keen in pleasure, and buck against me when i squeeze. i can see the wet spot at your tip. you grab onto my forearms to hold yourself steady and rock into my hands, grinding still onto my dick. i hear your voice pitch up in filthy pleasure, so i pull away before you cum because i know an omega cumming with his dick just won’t satisfy him. i use my newly freed hands to pull you in by the waist, your cock pressed to my stomach and your ass still against my dick.

“Not yet, love,” i whisper, “Little omega cock doesn’t need to cum. what you need is to be filled.”

and you can’t hardly speak but you let out a filthy sound that i know is an agreement. i’ve abandoned the idea of not rutting; it’s far too late for that. i’m going to take you and claim you and fill you and breed you. you’ll be mine and i’ll make you scream through this heat until you pass out with your hole leaking my seed. i’ll make you worship my dick and whine for more and wish you could spend your life tied onto me. i’ll mate you and breed you full and make you mine.

so i pick you up and toss you onto my bed, and i rip your boxers down to get a look at your hole. you’re dripping slick, what a messy little omega you are, so i collect some with two fingers and shove it back inside you. your hole is warm, needy, gripping onto me. you’re so soft and wet and needy, and i can’t help but add another finger, your moans pitching up again, not a single intelligible word in them. i don’t think you could form words if you try. especially not when i take the tip of your cock into my mouth, lathering the underside with my tongue as i fuck my fingers as deep as possible, slipping you further into my mouth. you’re not small, but you’re not big either, and i can almost take it all. you sound filthy, screaming and moaning and making needy sounds that have me leaking into my boxers. it’s when i add a fourth finger that you cum, and i clamp my tongue against you for the duration of it, only letting go when you fall limp against the mattress. it took a lot out of you, and now your cock is flushed and red, but no less hard. as expected- an orgasm without my knot inside you just isn’t enough.

your moaning comes back a few heartbeats later, and this time, it’s needy. you untangle your fingers from the blankets to reach toward me, but i shove you down onto your back again. i rid myself of my boxers and climb over you, my knees on either side of your face. my thought process is far gone- i just need to present my cock to you so you can see what you belong to, now. i need to show off my assets so that my omega can be happy with the alpha that chose him. you grip onto my thighs and lift your mouth, not blowing me but kissing it, like you’re worshipping. i grip my backboard hard enough that i worry ill break it when you press a lavish open mouthed kiss against my knot, and that’s what makes me back down onto the floor and yank you to the edge of the bed. your legs wrap around me automatically, and i almost growl at the feeling of your soft ass against my cock.

i push inside of you slow and steady, but that’s all the strength i have to do. when your entrance kisses my swollen knot, i start thrusting without abandon, bucking you across the bed and punching your moans into staccato. you sound like the best thing i’ve ever heard, your broken pleasure nothing short of heavenly. i watch your cock bounce against your stomach and coat your belly in pre and the remnants of your left orgasm, i watch my cock drive into you and press my knot against you, i watch your face as you scream and moan and close your eyes to try to understand how incredible it feels. an alpha, taking you. an alpha, wanting you. needing you. mating you. claiming you.

my fingertips grip into your thin waist and sculpted hips, pulling you harder and harder down on me. i have a single minded focus, and that’s my knot, flared red and swollen, popping inside you. focused on that, i could stay here for hours, and i very well might, considering how you orgasm over and over, gripping onto my cock and screaming, coating your belly in less and less seed each time. your volume tapers off, as well, your legs bouncing more freely as you lose energy, until i push and pull you by your soft thighs rather than your hips. your cries of pleasure are almost punched out of you rather than screamed out by the time you have your fifth orgasm, your cock going almost limp against your belly, your hole squeezing me tight but then relaxing, exhausted, just far enough that my knot finally finally pops inside you.

it makes you scream, no matter how tired you were. i makes you surge up to meet me and grab my shoulders and bury your face in my neck and smear my chest and belly with your fluids. you look wrecked, and you tremble with exhaustion. i hold you through the start of my orgasm, seed pulsing into you, filling you, but i lay you down after a moment or two to look down and admire your hole clamped around my knot, almost suckling as it pulses inside you. i shove my hips into yours to push you up on the bed and lay down on top of you, keeping my weight off of you so you can breathe but letting you cuddle up against me, surrounded in my warmth and my scent, filled with my knot and my seed. i still pump cum into you until you could almost feel how full you are, and i don’t even notice the bite on my neck until you lay back down again, satisfied. but you’ve claimed me as yours, and the thought of it puts just enough fire in my belly to thrust against you for a moment, rocking my knot deeper inside you so i can watch your eyes roll back before i lay my claim on you, just the same.

and now, there will never be any doubt who my omega belongs to. no one will ever look at you without knowing how an alpha owns you, fills you, breeds you, pleasures you. takes you and makes you scream and holds you. my omega, belonging stuffed full with my knot, out of the eyes of anyone else. mine and mine alone, meant to be forever more whimpering with overstimulation but exhausted with pleasure, full and stretched around me, suckling on my knot and taking my seed deeper, deeper. mine.

#og #story #puppy #dumbification #heat #a/b/o #omegaverse

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mj-iza-writer · 2 days ago

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bat human hybrid whumpee being told to get down from somewhere high by caretaker

c: "whumpee, get down from there!"

w: *annoyed bat noises* (before eventually flying down after a minute or two)

Oh that's a great idea.

"Please Whumpee, come down from there", Caretaker worriedly, but calmly peels a banana, "I haven't placed a new patch on your wing yet. Your old one might fall off with exertion."

"Squeak, squeak", Whumpee calls from the tree where they hang upside down and look at Caretaker happily.

"Don't talk back to me. Please get down from there. If the patch falls off you'll land on your face", Caretaker lifts the banana as a peace offering, "come on, it's your favorite."

"Squeak", Whumpee flaps their wings as a sign of curiosity.

"Whumpee", Caretaker calls again, patience leaving their voice, "you know what? I'm about to eat this and we don't have any more bananas until the delivery comes tomorrow", Caretaker starts lifting the treat to their mouth.

Squ...wait", Whumpee whimpers, "I want nana."

"Then fly your butt down here", Caretaker warns, "I need you to land on the blankets."

"Nana?", Whumpee whines.

"You can have your banana after I place a new patch on your wing", Caretaker breaks a piece off, "here come get a bite."

Whumpee struggled to get down.

They flew sideways, relying heavily on their good wing.

Landing was just as rough.

"I told you not to fly until I got your wing fixed", Caretaker frowned.

"I got excited", Whumpee giggled.

"Well now you are grounded, and not allowed to fly", Caretaker knelt down onto the blankets.

Whumpee stuck out a pouty lip and whined.

"Don't even try it", Caretaker shows them the banana chunk.

Whumpee's eyes sparkle as they lick their snout.

"Pwease", Whumpee vibrates excitedly.

Caretaker sighs and holds the banana close to Whumpee's mouth.

They chuckle lightly as Whumpee takes a big bite and smacks their jaws together happily as they chew. Their cheeks stuffed to the max.

"Yes you are grounded today, but if you behave I might be nice to scratch your head with the toothbrush. How does that sound?"

"Squ squ squ", Whumpee excitedly sits up.

"No, you lay back down. Let's look at this wing", Caretaker smiles, "you drive me batty sometimes."

Whumpee giggles as they eye the rest of the banana.

"Nana?", Whumpee whispers.

Caretaker holds the rest to Whumpee's lips and watches them take another big bite.

"You love your nanas", Caretaker chuckles.

Seriously you need to watch a video of a fruit bat eating a banana. It's absolutely adorable. I am loving how everyone agrees on the possibilities of a bat hybrid Whumpee. And, the ideas that are coming out from it. -MJ

#whump community #whump stuff #whump writing #whump ideas #whump scenario #bat hybrid #bat hybrid Whumpee #whumpee #caretaker #caretaking #whump

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gallaghersgal · 2 days ago

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dad lip where the heat goes out and you him and your kids all snuggle in the bed and he tells them stories and it’s very core memory

sonia my love!! i made this married mk & lip, as a little treat. ronan is ten, fred is like five and baby fi is three in this !! no warnings all fluff <33

"momma? momma, wake up," fi says. lip hears her first, jolting awake at his baby girl's voice.

"hey sweet pea, wha's up?" he leans over your side to help fiona crawl up and into the bed. strong arms situate her shivering body in his lap, but not without her elbows and knees digging into your sleeping form. you wake up groggily, two glasses of wine after dinner sending you into a nice sleep.

"'m cold," she whines, snuggling into her father's chest. "even under m'bwankets."

you rub your eyes, moving to turn your lamp on. the click! of the switch rewards you with more darkness, and you sigh. "alright, power's out."

ten minutes later you've rounded up flannel pj's, extra bedding, and your two boys. the five of you all fit in you and lip's bed, you're grateful you splurged for a king over a queen.

"im never gonna be warm again," fred complains, burrowing into the blankets you've gathered.

lip's hand lands gently on his younger boy's head. "y'know, when i was about ten years old, our power went out."

"what did you do?" ronan asks curiously. by the light of a flashlight he's playing a word search puzzle, his most recent obsession.

lip continues to rub his daughter's back, she's nearly asleep in his arms now. "me, aunt fiona, and uncle ian built a blanket fort downstairs, and we hauled frank and monica's mattress in, 'cause they were out somewhere."

"can we make a bwanket fort?" fi asks quietly.

"tomorrow, baby," you promise her. "right now we gotta cuddle up so we can stay warm, and get back to sleep."

ronan peers over at you and you give him a stern look, to which he switches off his flashlight and puts his puzzle book away. you can't believe he's ten years old already.

"hey dad?" fred asks, scooching closer to lip's side while his older brother finds space to lay beside you .

through the darkness you see lip smile, "yeah bud?"

"tell us more, about when the power went out."

"well, it was snowin' real hard, so when your uncle carl woke up all he wanted was to play in it."

fred gasps in disbelief, "really!? uncle carl?"

lip chuckles, it would be off seeing the carl his kids know out playing in the snow. "uncle carl was only about... three years old?"

"ohh, like baby fi?" your son asks, ever curious.

"yeah, just like baby fi. so we let him go out, and of course debs wanted to go with them, then she dragged fiona and soon enough me an' ian were out there too."

"wouldn't that make you colder?" ronan asks, the sound muffled from his face buried in your side.

lip laughs, "yeah bud, it was freezing. but me an' fiona made budget cocoa for everyone, and we put on meet the robinsons for debs and carl. only kid friendly movie we owned on dvd."

you see fred about to ask another question and interject. "okay boys, fiona's sleeping. it's time to close our eyes, okay?"

fred agrees, and lip leans over slightly to kiss you goodnight. not long after you hear a rustle, fred tugging at his father's sleeve.

"dad? can we watch meet the robinsons tomorrow?" he whispers, in the cutest little voice. your heart melts, and you know lip's does too.

"'course we can."

#lip gallagher x reader #lip gallagher imagine #lip gallagher x you #lip gallagher x y/n #lip gallagher fluff #maggie's musings [blurbs]#tumblr sister [sonia]#wild & fluorescent [mkverse]

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lottiesgrl · 15 hours ago

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fuck it, i’ll leave this in your inbox instead of your dms so you can post it 🤓☝️

so full credit to you because you came up with the idea and i’m just slightly expanding it! anyway, you said tying jackie or shauna up with a ribbon like she’s a present. now allow me to elaborate:

tying jackie up with shauna. she’s so nervous to have so much attention on her, to have two pairs of hands on her body, maneuvering and repositioning her until she’s exactly where you want her. and she looks so beautiful too!! all dolled up for you two, with ribbon wrapped around her wrists and some thin lace pieces still on.

jackie doesn’t understand just how restricted she is until you and shauna start making out right in front of her. until she’s forced to watch when shauna gets out the strap or simply shoves her fingers into you while you’re on all fours between her legs…they might be tied to the bedposts by the ankles, so you’re right between her spread thighs yet just out of reach.

you look up at jackie when shauna enters you from behind, eyes rolling back as you moan her name. and, god, she wants to reach out. she wants to push your mouth against herself and ride your face while shauna fucks you. she wants and wants but there’s nothing jackie can do about it because you tied her to the bed.

so, instead, she does the next best thing: she whines and rocks her hips upwards, begging for some attention where she needs it the most. the thing is, jackie can’t tear her gaze away either while you’re getting fucked: she holds the eye contact, her jaw slack with every thrust that forces the mattress to bounce under your shared weight.

maybe shauna pulls out afterwards, kneels over jackie’s face and gives her a taste of you on the silicone while you gently kiss her skin and whisper words of praise to her as you run your fingers over the ribbon to make sure they’re still in place before you finally put your mouth on her…

(if there are any errors in this, blame it on the fact that it’s 1am and that i should be SLEEPING.)

𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝗶 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

summary: jackie wants to get you and shauna a present, and what better present is there than herself?

cw: nsfw, bondage (j!receiving), strap-on usage (r!receiving), oral (j!receiving)

the entire month of december, jackie had been mulling over what to get you and shauna. i mean, how do you buy presents for the two closest people in your life who are both downright impossible to find gifts for?

after weeks and weeks of trying to think of what to buy, what to make, or what to do, something finally clicks in her head. something she knew that the two of you would love.

you and shauna come home on christmas eve to an empty house, jackie's prescence missing from the living room or the kitchen. that's odd - jackie's usually always downstairs when the two of you get home, waiting for you. at the very least, you can always hear her rustling about upstairs or somewhere else on the first floor. but no, she's nowhere to be seen.

well, that was until you decided to check the bedroom. the second you walk in, you're greeted by the sight of jackie wearing that white pair of lingerie that she knows drives the two of you crazy, laying right next to a matching spool of white lace.

you know from the second you meet her half-lidded eyed exactly what she has in mind, and let it be known, you're 100% just as excited for this as she is.

when you call shauna into the room, her pupils dilate so much that you can barely see the brown in her eyes. her gaze is trained on jackie, and then you, trying to gauge if you were on the same level.

all of this to say, that's how you found yourself over top of jackie, working with jackie to attach her limbs to the bedposts with that gorgeous ribbon. it's not the thickest, so you and shauna wrap the fabric around her wrists and ankles multiple times before attaching them.

the attention is almost too much for her to handle. she always thrived under you and shauna's combined attention, but in this circumstance, with both of you pulling her limbs every which way like she's just a doll for you two to use, she's squirming. "stop moving so much," shauna reprimands, gently slapping the inside of jackie's thigh which only makes her shift more as she attaches her right leg to the edge of the bed.

once she's all tied up, jackie tries to move around in her bonds, the muscles of her arms and thighs twitching as she tests out their strength. you watch as she gasps when she can't move an inch. she's truly at your mercy, and when you pull her panties back, you can see how fucking soaked she is from it.

"get on all fours," shauna demands to you, rustling through the bedside table to pull out the strap. "let's give jackie a show, shall we?"

with jackie on the bed, the only place you can follow her orders is in the space between her legs. it just so happens that your face is right between her legs, so close that she can feel your breath hot on her cunt. it's driving her crazy, her thighs trying to close desperately to no avail.

"patience, jax," you breathe out, reveling in the way that every word you speak blows a gust of wind directly to her core, making her writhe.

after a while of waiting, listening to the rustling of the harness as shauna puts on the strap, you can feel her approach behind her, lining it up with your entrance. her hands find a firm grip on your hips as she pushes deep into you. you can't see it, but she's making eye contact with jackie as she does so, with an expression that's a promise for much more to come.

the two of you find a rhythm, shauna's thrusts forcing your mouth closer to jackie's cunt. if you really wanted to, it would be so easy to lick a stripe up jackie's slit, to have her riding your face while shauna is still deep inside of you. but this is your present, and as much as you know she wants something, anything, you're determined to subject her to watching the two of you without any stimulation at all.

well, jackie's not going to sit there and not put up a fight. her hips buck forward as high as her restraints will allow her, her pussy mere centimeters away from your face. "please," she begs, breathless from both effort and arousal, "please, i need your mouth, please..."

instead of giving her what she wants, you whine her name as shauna's strap-on hits that spot that makes you see stars. her eyes have been trained on yours the entire time - she's watching every reaction, every moan that spills from your lip, and every way your face contorts in pleasure. your eyes flicker up to meet hers, and it feels like you're looking into her soul as you direct every reaction to her needy - no, hungry - gaze.

it's not long at all until shauna has you cumming all over her strap, your eyes rolled all the way into the back of your head as your orgasm washes over you in waves. when you look up to gauge jackie's reaction, she's squirming uncomfortably, her pussy so wet that it's dripping onto the sheets. god, you can't wait to taste her.

but before you get the chance, shauna pulls out of you, and in an instant she's climbing onto the bed and straddling jackie's chest. "hm, i think it's only fair that we give her a taste of you, don't you think?" she asks, her strap that's still covered in your wetness just barely out of reach of jackie's perfectly pink lips.

poor jackie, neglected and almost painfully turned on, tilts her head up as much as she can, eager to suck shauna off. it takes little convincing from you to have shauna guide the strap to jackie's lips. she sucks her off like she's a woman starved, and all the while, you're pressing soft kisses from her inner thighs all the way up to her stomach.

she's so sensitive and horny that every little kiss has her back arching and tiny moans escaping from her lips that translate into vibrations around shauna's strap, making her groan. you're content to just stay like this, kissing up and down her body while she services shauna, but you've figured you've denied her long enough.

"such a good girl for us, jackie. you waited so patiently, didn't you? i think you deserve a reward." in response, shauna nods, still lost in the way jackie's lips wrap around the silicone.

you briefly pause to check that the lace is still holding jackie firm in place. it's so obvious by the way that she's sopping wet that jackie is getting off to being tied up like this. after all, she's a present for you two, something to be used in whichever ways you guys wanted.

and right now, all you wanted was to eat her out and to have her hips grinding into your face frantically as she chases her high. so that's exactly what you do, pressing a soft kiss to her clit that has her hips bucking up on instinct before diving in. she tastes divine, and her wetness makes a mess all over your mouth as you eat her in earnest.

you're starting to think you really enjoy this christmas present, and you're sure that you're far from done using everything that jackie has to offer.

a/n: god bless you @rhiannonsknife, i've been giggling and kicking my feet while writing this 🤭 this is probably the filthiest thing on this account so i hope you all enjoy

#yellowjackets #jackie yellowjackets #jackie taylor #shauna yellowjackets #shauna shipman #x reader #yellowjackets x reader #jackie taylor x reader #shauna shipman x reader #jackieshauna x reader #feeling naughty after making this one

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