#drunkjaked: 355

[drunkjaked]

[3:55am] ft park jongseong

established relationship + smut + 1043 words

this is a second part to 5:53 (the first ever thing i posted on here ☹️) but u can read this without part one !!!

posting this exactly one month (down to the minute) after that timestamp im so 😵‍💫😵‍💫!!!! gahhhhh i love u all sm u all are awesome and im so happy i decided to post that day.. thank u for all the love i appreciate it and u all so much 💌🫀

Wanna suck it, YN mumbles against his lips, hands already fumbling over his belt buckle.

This makes Jay grin, amused (and aroused) by how eager she always is, and the fact that they’ve barely made it across the landing to her bedroom but she’s already shrugging her cardigan off of her shoulders.

Combined with her lack of a bra, the thin material of her strappy sundress does nothing to hide the way her nipples are pebbled underneath it. The fuck is so soft when it falls from her lips as she pulls away from him to pick up her cardigan from the floor.

And she trips a little on the way back up.

“Easy, tiger.” Jay chuckles, holding onto her arm to steady her and using his free hand to sweep the hair from her face. It finds a home on the nape of her neck, pulling her in to leave a soft kiss on her forehead.

YN’s back is to the door now, and there’s a frown etching its way across her lips as he says goodnight, baby, backing away from her.

“No, noooo.” And despite being sad about him trying to leave she can’t help the giggles that tumble from her lips, hand flying over her mouth to quiet them a bit.

Though the way Jay starts laughing only makes her laugh more - burying her face in his chest, trying to calm down.

When they eventually manage to collect themselves, she remembers that he doesn’t seem to have any intention of fucking her until she can’t speak (or fucking her at all) and feels her brows knitting together.

“Not this, please, not tonight.” YN’s hand is tight around his, pulling him back (though it’s not like he’s putting up much of a fight).

He shrugs. “You know the rules.”

Her lips push into a pout as she fakes a sob so quiet he can only just hear it over the Johnny Mathis record that had lulled her parents to sleep on the couch while he and YN tidied up in the kitchen.

Though given the amount of wine they’d had (and the (half) brownie they’d split in the downstairs bathroom), the short task dragged on as they kissed and danced around, laughing about nothing.

“And you know I want you.” The way she looks up at him with her wide (and slightly red) eyes is almost enough to dismantle his resolve. But he’s stronger than tha- “Daddy.”

“Why are you making so much noise?” Jay mutters, pressing a hard smack to her ass before leaning over her back to cover her mouth. “You’re never loud like this when I fuck you at home.”

YN’s dress is soft against his chest and he thinks he might prefer leaning over her like this because he doesn’t have to see the way the white fabric is bunched up around her waist, only reminding him of how desperate she was for him.

No foreplay and hardly any time to strip off either, leaving Jay with his shirt unbuttoned and pants around his ankles.

Though she’s always like this after smoking - or.. eating. Whiny, ea-YN’s moan is muffled into his palm, but there’s no such filter over the groan that slips past his lips when she clenches around him. Shit, he lets his head fall back.

“You wanna wake them up?” He asks, rocking his hips harder against her.

No response.

He stops, right in the middle of his thrust, scrunching up his nose slightly at the way the cool air nips at his dick. “Answer me when I talk to you.” His voice is low.

“I don’t wanna wake them.” Her voice rings clear now (though shaky), Jay’s hand gripping at her dress. “I don’t.” She repeats.

“So what’s with the volume?”

I’ve been thinking about you fucking me into these sheets since I saw yo-”I don’t know.” A sigh. Of relief. Letting her back arch deeper and pushing herself back onto his cock, the skin of his lower stomach hot against her ass.

He crinkles his nose at the sudden movement.

“I think I might have an idea.” Jay starts, his thrusts agonisingly slow. “I think you’re a dirty girl who wants everybody to hear how well daddy treats her.” (And she clenches around him as soon as the word daddy comes out of his mouth).

YN’s thighs are burning from the sudden change of position, Jay’s grip firm on her ankle as he holds it up on his shoulder, heat swirling in her stomach as she feels him deeper than ever before. Every pore, every vein more prominent than she remembers.

Jay’s movements are definitely probably a little too harsh for the bed which creaks with every stroke. He feels good about this. And the way her swollen lips are wrapped around his thumb as she sucks on it, tits spilling out of her dress with each thrust, is making it harder for him to hold out.

His thumb comes out of her mouth with a pop and he could finish just from looking at her. The way she whimpers at the feeling of his fingers pressing on her clit, has him crying out a little too.

Leaving him more than a little embarrassed as he lets go of her ankle, collapsing on top of her and letting his head fall into the crook of her neck.

Jay’s hair is damp with sweat against her skin, lips soft as he leaves wet kisses beside her ear. I love you, he whispers, grinning against her cheek at the hum she lets out as she nods her head slightly.

Me more, is the only thing she can manage - the room spinning around them as he slaps at her clit, leaning over her, lips moving against her own.

But the kiss isn’t enough to muffle the way she screams as he pulls out almost all the way, leaving just his head inside. Jay’s release is hot when he leaks into her, his thrusts harder than before as he fucks her full of his cum.

The sensation makes her dizzy, has her eyes rolling to the back of her head and it’s safe to say they probably won’t be visiting her parents for a little while.

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[drunkjaked]

i'm just reread 3:55am and i want to let you know that this part:

“I think I might have an idea.” Jay starts, his thrusts agonisingly slow. “I think you’re a dirty girl who wants everybody to hear how well daddy treats her.” (And she clenches around him as soon as the word daddy comes out of his mouth).

made me gasp again this is so sexy i'm cumming rn

AGH IM SO HAPPY TO HEAR YOU DECIDED TO REREAD 355 AND IM GLAD IT MADE YOU GASP AGAIN OHHHHH MY DAYS thank you so so much for letting me know i’m smiling like an idiot rn 💕⭐️💕⭐️💕⭐️‼️ i really liked that bit while i was writing it so i really am glad u liked it too !

[drunkjaked]

3:55 is so cute to me because it’s like the opposite of 5:53 even the time is opposite

daaaaamn it's kinda like that was.. the whole point 😭😭😭

thank u though dear and i'm happy u noticed and thought the fic was cute!!💌🫀

[drunkjaked]

3:55am was SO GOOD OMG?? I’m SCREAMING UR SUCH A TALENTED WRITER !!

crying thank u sm rio ILYYYY