#enhypen jakehoon smut

[yunsbunnie]

eiffel towering with bf!sunghoon and his bsf!jake

pairing : bf!sunghoon x fem!reader x jake | warnings : smut, threesome, oral (m), name calling (slut), kissing (mxm + fxm), spit, profanity, !not shipping jakehoon! | wc : 1001 | note : eiffel towering w jakehoon? 😋 also another question… what do yall think about double pen, hm? jakehoon again or maybe heehoon? lmk and i’ll do my best <3

“fuck- you’re doing s’good baby-“ sunghoon tried his hardest to stop himself from thrusting forward into your palm in a futile attempt to get more friction from your tongue.

all your attention was on the tip of his cock, your tongue alternating between swirling figure eights and suctioning your lips around his most sensitive spot. 

your eyes blinked away the tears from the pleasure coming from behind you, your ass raw from the way jake kept smacking against it.

you were doing a fairly good job at teasing your needy boyfriend considering the current state that your mind was forced into, a mixture of submissiveness with the perfect amount of dominance. 

you arched your bark further for the man behind you- allowing him with a new angle that enabled him to push in deeper. the new angle not only allowed him to reach deeper, but it also made it earlier for him to thrust in faster.

jake could see the way you were teasing sunghoon and as much as he loved to watch it, he knew the other man needed more. and so jake moved his hands from its resting position on your ass and pushed his palms into the curve of your back, his fingers wrapping around your body in a way that made it easier to pull you back into him.

the first time jake pulled you against him you’d bounced back even harder, sunghoon’s entire length pushing down your throat. 

sunghoon let out a choked whimper when a harsh gag vibrated up his cock, the new suction making him nearly lose his mind. his legs shook from beneath him when your body was pushed forward again- except this time your nose was met with his lower stomach. 

sunghoon heard a quiet chuckle and snapped his head up towards jake, their eyes meeting and sharing a known look before they both pushed forward again.

instead of pulling you back against him, jake used his hold on you to keep you still. your body was held in a constant state which made it easier for both boys to share you between them. 

“you look so pretty for jakey, it’s such a shame that he can’t see it from back there.” sunghoon pouted down at your tear-streaked cheeks with a newfound lust, your tears glistening the same way your cunt did when he railed you from behind. 

his gaze then moved to your lips, the sight making him cock twitch in your warm mouth. spit was practically dripping from the corners of your lips, small bubbles rushing out with each thrust he pushed in.

he wrapped one of his hands around the base of his dick, his fingers wrapping around it as he slowly pulled himself out. 

his mouth watered when strings of your spit came out with it, his cock was completely coated in your saliva. there were strings that were still attached to your lips that reflected on the overhead light. 

“fuck, that’s so hot.” sunghoon looked back up at jake only to see that his eyes were attached on the strings connecting your body to his. jakes lip was pulled between his teeth while his thrusts grew faster. 

“i wish i could taste it, i bet she tastes so fucking sweet.” sunghoon looked back at you and the fucked out expression on your face, “dirty fucking slut liked that, didn’t she? pussy tightening on my cock in front of your boyfriend.” 

it was shameless, but it was light work compared to what sunghoon offered the man after his words slipped through him. “you want to try it jakey?” jake’s eyes were wide in confusion, “how?”

sunghoon didn’t verbally answer jake’s question but instead he connected his mouth with yours. he swirled his tongue around yours the same way you did to his cock earlier, your shared taste entering his mouth as he sucked your tongue between his lips.

it was dirty. your spit collecting on his chin as it moved against yours- your messiness transferring onto his now damp skin. loud smacks replaced the notices your mouth was making earlier, sunghoon practically eating your lips as he took everything you had to offer- but it wasn’t his offer to accept.

sunghoon pulled back after a few minutes, his eyes low as he stared at your swollen lips. “so pretty.” he whispered just loud enough for you to hear before he leaned forward again. but instead of kissing you he stuck out his tongue instead, his nose ghosting yours as he licked a swipe across your lips. 

“ready to taste her, baby?” jake didn’t have time to process what sunghoon had asked- or called him, before sunghoon’s lips were on his.

jake’s body responded before his mind did- his lips following the rhythm that sunghoon had set. the kiss lasted at most twenty seconds before sunghoon pulled away, the strings of spit mirroring the ones that once hung on his cock. 

“open your mouth.” jake’s eyes were heavy hooded with excitement when he opened his mouth, his tongue slightly poking out when sunghoon’s fingers wrapped around his throat. 

sunghoon gathered the spit in his mouth before dropping it into jake’s- an audible sound leaving jake’s throat while his eyes fluttered closed. sunghoon’s fingers moving higher up his throat before he forced his jaw to close, “it’s sweet, hm?” 

he used his own hand to nod the boys head in agreement, a satisfied hum leaving his lips as he felt the boy swallow beneath his hand. 

“her pussy tastes even better.” jake’s eyes were snapped open again when he was forced out of you and onto his knees, his eyes leveled with your gushing cunt. 

jake titled his head up to look at sunghoon once and at the younger boy's nod of approval he looked back down towards your clenching cunt. “don’t keep my baby waiting.” 

and jake had to agree, the taste of your cunt was way better than the taste of your spit mixed with his best friends. 

[b1mbodoll]

sunghoon n his puppy gf that bites him all over to claim him 🥺 he watches with a smirk on his face as your tail wags when you sink your teeth into his skin, leaving little bitemarks along his biceps, his chest, throat n even on his thighs before you suck him off <3 he’s so proud of them too, grinning when jake comments on them n mocking him in response, saying jake’s just jealous because he wants you to mark him up as well

little does hoonie know that yeah, jake wants to feel your sweet little puppycunt at least once :( he fists his cock while recounting the stories sunghoon’s told him about how his innocent little puppy likes being fucked like a whore.

[sunluvbot]

my all-time favorite enhypen fics from my favorite ao3 authors <3

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[disclaimer: all of these fics are mxm AND contain 18+ content! mdni!]

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author - malamyszk

fav works: oh, is it love? (heejake), but no one’s supposed to, they just want to (heejake), what the water gave us (heejake), all i want for christmas (is you, tree farm guy) (heejake), a haunting (and now you’re mine) (heejake)

author - pinkfire

fav works: mixed up (heejake), have to pay (heejake), like the boys (heejake), like a prayer (heejake), this kind of love is getting expensive (heesun)

author - devianthee

fav works: at the alter of desire (heejayke), he my best friend, yeah we not a couple (jayke), 1-800-want u (jakehoon)

author - darlingriki

fav works: anything but mine (sunsun), you were never mine (but do you remember?) (sunsun)

author - ponyohoon

fav works: that’s how the light gets in (heejake), sink or swim (jakehoon), i’ll be like one of your girls (or your homies) (heejake)

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i hope all of these links are correct & work for you guys!! let me know if you want a post dedicated to my fav enha fics by anonymous authors since i didn’t include them in this one :) make sure you view the tags before reading the fic as some may contain triggering content!

[021894s]

BREAKING THE CYCLE ⭑ sim jake!

⭑ jakes apologies and heartfelt confessions keep pulling you back despite the recurring betrayals and hurt.

┃toxic!situationship, cheating, love confessions … 600 w

You come home late, your mind swirling with the day's frustrations, and there he is again—Jake, leaning against your doorframe as if he belongs there. You sigh heavily, annoyed but not entirely surprised. It’s the same old song and dance, the one you swear you’ll stop playing but always end up humming along to.

His eyes light up when he sees you, a mix of relief and something darker. "Hey, baby," he says softly, the endearing tone a sharp contrast to the turmoil he always brings into your life.

You cross your arms, trying to put on a stern face. "Jake, you need to leave," you say, your voice firm, though a part of you already knows you’re fighting a losing battle.

He steps closer, that familiar look in his eyes—the one that’s both apologetic and enticing. "Come on, Y/N, just hear me out," he pleads, his voice dropping to that low, husky tone that always makes your resolve waver.

You hate how easily he can affect you, how his mere presence can unravel all the walls you painstakingly build. But he reaches out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, and you feel yourself softening despite your better judgment.

"Please, baby," he whispers, and that’s all it takes. Your shoulders slump as you give in, turning around and opening the door. Without another word, you step inside, leaving it open for him to follow.

He trails behind you, closing the door softly, sealing off the outside world. The silence between you is heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved tension.

you drop your bag on the floor, Jake steps closer, his presence filling the small space of your apartment. His arms wrap around you, and you can feel his breath against your neck.

"I missed you," he murmurs, his voice thick with longing.

You stiffen in his embrace, the memory of him with Miyeon flashing in your mind. You pull away, turning to face him with a cold stare. "It didn't look like that when you were all over Miyeon," you snap, your voice laced with bitterness.

Jake's eyes widen, a flicker of guilt passing through them. He reaches out for your hand, but you pull it away, crossing your arms defensively.

"Y/N, I... it wasn't like that," he stammers, his voice desperate. "She’s not you. She could never be you. I'm sorry, baby. I messed up."

You want to stay angry, to hold onto the hurt that’s been gnawing at you since you saw them together. But the sincerity in his eyes, the raw regret, makes your resolve waver.

"Why should I believe you?" you ask, your voice softer now, tinged with the vulnerability you hate showing.

Jake steps closer, his hands gently cupping your face. "Because I’m telling you the truth. I made a mistake, and I’m sorry. I love you, Y/N. No one else."

His words sink in, and despite the pain, a part of you wants to believe him, to trust that this time will be different. You close your eyes, taking a deep breath, before nodding slightly.

"Okay," you whisper, the word barely audible, but it’s enough for him.

Jake pulls you into a tight hug, his arms wrapped around you as if he’s afraid to let go. And for now, you let yourself be held, hoping that maybe, just maybe, things can change.

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[kyurizeu]

3:33 || jakehoon

Requested threesome Jakehoon by 🎧 anon

Warnings: SMUT!, d1ldo, drity talk(ish), squirt, threesome, cliffhanger(ish), mot proofread

Wordcount; 395

Drabble also i hate it personally

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“Come on.. you can do it y/n” sunghoon just stared at you as you tried so hard to pleasure yourself alone. Without their touch you couldn’t enjoy yourself… its like you need their touch to feel anything. Both Jake and Sunghoon were watching you struggle with getting anything done. “Come on here y/nnie..” Sunghoon pulls you softly onto his lap on your stomach spreading your cheeks for both of the two to admire.

“I dont think you’re ready for either of our size yet baby.. should we practice first? Hm?” Jake caressed your ass cheek softly while whispering in your ear from the back. “M-mmhm…” nodding, you couldn’t even get a proper response out of your mouth due to the shivers and butterflies that the duo caused you.

Sunghoon squeezed some lube onto your folds and Jake spread it around everywhere. “Gonna go slow first mmkay?” Sunghoon grabbed a dildo and slowly slid it up and down your folds finally pushing it deep inside earning a broken groan escape your lips.

“A-aghh s-sunghoon..” you melted in his lap and felt two pairs of eyes glued to you. Your legs shake at each thrust and your body lets out more of your juices every second. Jake starts circling his fingers around your clit.

“N-no jake nghh” you whimper due to the overwhelming amount of pleasure you’re getting at once. Sunghoon’s hands thrusts the dildo in faster and easier because of your wetness. He feels your closer from your moans and body signs. Feeling a sudden need to pee you think something is wrong. “I-i need to p-pee..” you whimper quietly as the urge grows and grows. “What was that sweetie?” Jake patted your sensitive clit bringing you on the edge making you squirt everywhere.

Sunghoon stops thrusting, pushing it deep inside of you as far as it can reach earning a loud whine from you.

“Spread your legs wider baby” sunghoon softly guided you into another position. You were now on all fours as Jake put some lube on your ass.. Sunghoon pulled the dildo out of you slowly getting more whimpers from you. You didn’t know what was coming next until you felt cold metal press against your ass.

[briizenshine]

.ᐟ This is an rpf story with dark content. Don't read if it makes you uncomfortable! Minors dni.

+ PAIRING: Heeseung × Sunghoon × Jake

+ TAGS: Consensual sex, Non-Consensual pregnancy, Mpreg, Baby trapping, Boypussy!Sunghoon, Hybrid!Sunghoon

+ LENGTH: Mini story | 372 words

`Snow leopard Sunghoon being the princess of the pack. His pampered lifestyle makes him have expensive tastes. No one was worthy of being his mate—only good enough as one night stands.

So when Heeseung and Jake got their chance. They had him so fucked out that halfway through the night, he didn't even realize the condoms were savagely ripped.

Or that he had been breed so well that every time his cunt throbbed, cum gushed out of it.

Sunghoon was so sticky and wet between the thighs. So smooth and plush when Jake squeezed them that he felt the urge to ruin his pretty princess again.

His cock twitched at the thought, but he knew he had nothing left to give—Sunghoon had drained him thoroughly.

So Jake settled on marking up his thighs. Soft, eager kisses pressed all over. He even lapped up the mess of cum and slick greedily, like a man dying of thirst.

Every bit of contact had hoon whining, still so sentive after many rounds. Tears stained his face, and when another threatened to drop, Heeseung quickly reached a finger out to catch it, refusing to let a drop go to waste as if it were liquid gold.

"Don't cry love," Heeseung whispered in his ear, tone so delicate that it hoon melting in his hold.

Heeseung and Jake simultaneously kissed him—one on the tip of his nose, the other just a bit below his stomach.

"We'll fill you up just like this next time," Heeseung rubs the crown of his damp hair, loving smile on his lips when a tail wraps tight around his wrist.

Jake's voice comes out raspy when he says, "yeah, but you gotta come to us, baby. We'll be waiting for you."

The poor hybrid nods eagerly.

As long as they will fuck him again, then he's fine.

He doesn't notice the hidden intention behind their words. That he's basically their mate now. That they knocked him up and didn't even bother to claim him cause he'll be back anyways.

[vivvangel]

VIV'S ENHYPEN MASTERLIST ! tw: — includes sfw & nsfw. minors reading smut is none of my responsibility — however, please do not interact if you're a minor (under 18 years of age)

M - mature/smut : F - fluff : A - angst | !

OT7 (reactions, texts, headcannons, and series masterlists)

> tiny | synopsis: it's no surprise to anyone you're short, but how do the enha members react to you trying to grab something from the top shelf? (F)

> hard thoughts | [hyung line] | (M)

> sugar daddy!au [jayhoon] | (M)

> boyfriend texts | [jakehoon] | (M, F)

> jakehoon as subbies | (M)

lee heeseung

> when he's needy (texts) (M)

> angel baby | synopsis: finding his girl angelic isn't a crime ! after seeing you in the prettiest lingerie you own, heeseung gets riled up ... fast. [ PART ONE ≥ PART TWO ] (M)

> jealousy, jealousy | synopsis: heeseung fucks you dumb after getting jealous seeing his mates being touchy with you (M)

> hotline | synopsis: your already fine boyfriend is much more finer in grey sweatpants.

park jongseong

> blue baby | synopsis: jay adores his girl a little too much and turns out his dick does too. [ PART ONE ≥ smut drabble ] (F, suggestive)

> seven | synopsis: jay finds you, and your fidgeting when you're nervous, cute. yknow what else he finds cute? your virginity. (F, suggestive)

sim jake

> high baby | synopsis: it's not his fault his bestfriend looks so pretty and fuckable (headcannons) (M)

> fantasize | synopsis: nerd jake who's known to be quite self reserved, but he cannot seem to get you and your skirt out of his mind. (headcannons) (M)

≥ fantasize (extended ver.) | synopsis: full fic extended storyline version of the headcannons. (M)

> earned it | synopsis: hard dom jake fingering you under your red led light, dim room.

> jake as a bf | (F)

> jake who's nervous > (F, A)

> sucking jake's fingers (M)

park sunghoon

> 2:29 am (M)

> new year, new me | [ discontinued ] synopsis: in a span of two years, sunghoon, the "sweet face devil", or that one ridiculously good looking every uni has (or we wish had), changed so much that most believed he was putting up "a good boy act" to stay out of trouble. turns out, it was a part of his new years' resolution to win you back.

> things sunghoon would say to his "bad girl" in bed (M)

> sunghoon and his reaction to lingerie (M)

> guilty as charged | synopsis: hoon can't seem to control himself around you, taking matters into his own hands, he's ready to be guilty as charged. (M)

> tease | synopsis: sunghoon is a huge, huge tease, and turns out, you are too! (M, F)

> 24/7 thinking about you | synopsis: hoon can't keep his hands off you, you can't blame him either. (M)

> abditory | synopsis: jealous fwb hoon ! | (M)

kim sunoo

nothing yet.

yang jungwon

> a million little times | synopsis: for him, you'd break yourself a million little times, did he want that? no. did he want you? also, no?. | (A)

nishimura riki

nothing yet.

[woonhakist]

BLOXIAN BANTER

SYNOPSIS — jungwon’s dust-collecting piggy bank screams at him to find a roblox sugar daddy, which opens up a detour-filled robux brick road leading you to niki’s heart

GENRE — social media au, crack, romance-y, fluff-ish, streamers/youtubers (mainly roblox) au, fun for (almost) everyone, strangers to (unserious) frenemies to lovers, slow burn

PAIRING — gamer!niki x fem!reader

CHARACTERS — mainly y/n + enhypen, may feature other idols in select chapters

WARNINGS — DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS SERIES IF YOU ARE 20+, cursing, sexual jokes (no smut), death jokes, mostly crack, not SUPER focused on the romance (but it is definitely present), jakehoon + jaywon tendencies for comedic purposes, mostly/entirely on twitter bcuz i couldn’t find a messaging app i was satisfied with, ignore time stamps and all that, characters are works of fiction NOT an accurate representation of the people used (more to be added in upcoming chapters)

TAGLIST — (OPEN) send an ask, dm, comment, etc!

STATUS — discontinued

NOTES — my first smau/work ever WOW! i decided not to use any random pinterest girl pics for y/n because i felt like it kind of brings you out of the story in a way? idk maybe it’s just me that thinks that? other than that, though, if you want to you can lmk what you think abt this smau in asks, comments, dms, etc!

PROFILES (1) | PROFILES (2)

CHAPTERS

1. piggy bank trauma

2. papa jay

3. 2023 jingo card

4. #### you heeseung

5. user ju1cyf4t455

6. walmart cheeseballs > target cheeseballs

7. e-kitten hunting season

8. the great cheeseball debacle

9. notice me oppa

10. #LONGLIVEJAYLICIOUS2002

11. a kidney and 2 bucks

12. crib came with a gate and a code

13. yabba dabba doo

more l8er

start — 6/8/23

end — n/a

© woonhakist 2023

[criceofpain]

switch it up | park jongseong (reposted and edited)

featuring: enhypen's jake, heeseung, sunghoon, sunoo, and jungwon; stayc's yoon

synopsis: after you find your ex cheating with another guy, the quiet kid takes the opportunity to get closer to you. but the shocking part is, you never knew he could do a full 180 and be the most charming guy you've ever seen.

pairing: student!jay x student fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, a tinge of angst (and humor lol)

word count: 7418

warnings: semi-public sex, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it), slut-shaming, usage of pet names, vaginal penetration, alcohol consumption, gamer rage (especially heeseung lol), male masturbation, degradation, fellatio, minimal impact play, implied violence, two-timing, cheating, jakehoon are gay, jay has too much porn vids on his laptop, yoon has warfreak tendencies, too much tekken references, too much time skips

Being popular in school had its own perks.

If people were asked what they’d do if they became the most popular person in year two for twenty-four hours, you’d get a vast range of answers from all of them. Fame, beauty, authority, and money–the possibilities are endless for a household name in one of the most prestigious universities in Seoul. The thing is, though, downsides will always be inevitable.

Thursday’s a typical work day for the student council’s president–you. A ton of paper stacks were waiting to be scanned and submitted to the council adviser, but you couldn’t bring yourself to get up and actually work on them. The adviser’s office was two buildings away from your location, and God, did you dread walking. Worse, you had to do it every week and without the help of your vice president. Bothering to find him would be a waste of time, either.

The sudden ring of your phone disrupts your train of thought, making you look up to check whoever was trying to test your patience at this hour. Jakey ♡, your phone screen reads. You heave a relieved sigh; it’s been three days since your boyfriend last called and it was messing with your momentum. Even overthinking was a waste of time and you hated it.

“Hi, love.” you mumbled, voice laced with exhaustion. “I'm glad you finally called.”

“Love, can we cancel our date?” Jake asks from the other line, and your face immediately contorts to a disappointed scowl.

Strange. He’s usually not the type to postpone plans at the last minute because he knew you despised that type of feat. As the student council president, the last thing you'd want is for someone to waste your valuable time.

“Suddenly?” you deadpan as you put your pen down and slowly spin in the swivel chair you sat on. “We’ve got everything planned out and now you wanna cancel?”

Jake sighs. “Coach called us for training. He’s been lenient on me for the past week, I can't afford another absence.”

“Oh.” you utter, at loss for words. “Long day ahead, huh?”

It was what you least expected, anyways. You stay still in your seat, disappointment filling your chest. You start to feel uneasy—you knew you’d never stand a chance against his monster of a coach. What can I do? Jake was the team’s striker which gained him maximum importance. Without him, the team would basically be a chaotic bunch. 

“Sorry.” he mutters apologetically. “I didn't want this to happen, really.”

“I know, I know.” you grumble, picking your pen back up and fixing your attention back to the papers you were reviewing. “Can I come after training, though? We should at least eat, like, ramyeon, tteokbokki or something."

A few seconds of silence fills the other line before Jake replies, "God, that sounds—fuck. That's irresistible. I hope Coach lets me off ‘cause his diet plan is seriously killing me.”

“I sure hope he does,” you roll your eyes as the image of a conceited middle-aged man with his stomach overflowing his pants. “unless he wants a big ‘fuck you’ from me for tiring you out. You gotta rest, love.”

He chuckles, causing a grin to tug your lips. “I love you. I know you’re a busy woman and you’ve probably got a lot on your plate right now. I'll hang up now, hmm?”

Your reply gets cut off by the sudden drop of the call, and another sigh leaves your mouth. 

Popularity was so exhausting for you. However, not everyone suffers from the syndrome; take Park Jongseong–who goes by “Jay” in school–as an example. The lad has finally gotten a taste of rest after coding what felt like a thousand HTMLs, now nibbling on a cob of corn with his other hand glued to his keyboard.

Why had I never thought of playing Tekken as a way of escaping the hell of school and the sight of students’ thirst for crowd validation before? As he fervently taps the keys of his laptop, the corner of his lip tugs into a slight smirk. He continuously lands hits on a random Kazuya he was matched with, not letting them rest as he uses his trump card–Jin Kazama’s ten-hit combo.

The silence breaks as Jay’s hearty laughter booms in the computer club room. He sighed triumphantly, propping his head on his intertwined hands. 

"I gotta tell Heeseung hyung about this.” Jay snickers, grabbing his phone from beside his laptop and speed dialing the number “5”. After a few rings, his friend finally picks up. “Ay, hyung! I got good news for you.”

“Man, fuck you!” Heeseung, the student council’s vice president hisses from the other line, annoyance evident in his voice. Before the younger can ask about why he had such a tone, the older interrupts, “You’re never gonna let me live, are you?”

“Whoa, whoa, chill out, hyung.” Jay chuckles in confusion. “It’s not like I’m gonna use the ten-hit combo on you, is it? What’s the matter?”

Heeseung clicks his tongue and scoffs, “Don’t you see what’s happened or are you playing dumb right now, Jongseong? Fucking look at your screen.”

Jay, although confused, obliges anyway. He looks back at his laptop screen with the rematch menu on display. After a good few seconds, he spots the username of his opponent and immediately gasps, loud enough for his friend to hear. He then breaks into laughter, this time louder and more provoking as he hears the bantering on his ear.

“What—don’t tell me you had no idea—Jay!” the owner of the username heeba_inu_1015 yelled, followed by a frustrated shout.

“Whoops, should’ve gone easy on you, then.” Jay teases, shrugging his shoulders. “No, seriously. I had no idea. This is what school frustration makes me do.”

“Well, at least you’re not the student council’s vice president.”

Jay snorts in disbelief. “Come on, it’s not that hard–” he cuts himself off. “Oh, you’ve got a point, though.”

Jay didn’t necessarily live in the shadows; he just didn’t like being the center of attention. Being an eye candy is the last thing he wanted. Sure, he’s got what it takes to be popular–he’s a CEO's son, filthy rich, and on the honor roll. His friends say he’s got some sick visuals, too. Despite all these, he’d prefer to just blend in with the crowd and not stand out as a resident introvert (not to be confused with being a pick-me boy; Papa Park raised him with manners).

“Still, fuck you.” Heeseung lets out his third scoff of the day. A female voice rambles in the background, on the verge of screaming as the vice president grumbles in dismay. Jay assumes it was the school council’s president calling him out for slacking. “I gotta go, though. Godzilla’s on the run and she’s unstoppable–hey, wait!”

Beep. The call ends, and Jay's me time continues. A chuckle leaves his mouth. That was the president? She’s unhinged as hell.

“What’s the president like?” he mumbles, putting his headphones back on and getting ready to start a new game. “I’d like to meet her.”

*

“Lee Heeseung, I’m giving you ten seconds to explain to me why you’re on Tekken when you’re supposed to be on duty.”

If looks could kill, your vice president could’ve died a slow, painful death by now. You try your best to keep your calm composure in front of your right-hand man while trying to suppress your anger, but the urge to lash out on him is just getting stronger. Heeseung, feeling intimidated, could only look down on the ground as he hears a disappointed sigh from you.

Fortunately, the school council’s secretary, Yang Jungwon, has informed you of the vice president’s whereabouts. You made sure to leave your pending tasks untouched before storming out of the council office and to the stockroom, where he was apparently taking his sweet time being a heavy load.

“Look, I’ve just finished my last game, Y/N, alright?” Heeseung raises his hands in defeat.  “I’m done. I’ll go and help.”

“Oh, you are definitely gonna go help Jungwon in the council’s office because I’m out of here.” you snap, unplugging the Ethernet wire connected to his gaming laptop. “There are waivers waiting for you. Get your ass up.”

“Alright.” he mutters, head hung low as he switches off his laptop. “I’m sorry.”

Without another word, you turn your back on him and walk out of the suffocating stockroom. How does he even stand the heat in there? Your steps get quicker as much as the psychological warfare you were having with yourself is getting worse. People are probably looking at me right now and think, why the hell is her face so sour? They wouldn’t know. They’re not the overworked, unpaid, “popular” student council president with a freeloader of a vice president and a midfielder boyfriend who’s just as popular.

You’ve been zoned out for the entirety of your trip back to the council office, but the sight of a familiar shoe sticking from one of the corridor posts shakes you awake. Your eyebrows furrow, wondering what would someone with skate shoes be doing in that spot at this hour when it’s inter-school olympics season. You take another set of steps before seeing a man’s back view with the jersey number 5 on it, and the scene that unfolds in front of you shakes your whole world.

Your boyfriend and the school’s most famous figure skater, Park Sunghoon, were kissing.

*

It has been a week since you found out that Sim Jaeyun was cheating on you and is gay.

You remember being rooted in your spot as you saw them eating each other’s faces. Screaming at them would be a waste of time. You feared wasting time the most, and crying in front of someone came in second. Instead of doing what someone normally does in these situations–screaming and bawling their eyes out, you land a slap on each of their faces with a shit-eating grin on your face before running to the nearest comfort room to cry.

You wouldn’t mind your boyfriend coming out of the closet and ending your relationship in good terms, but the fact that he’d been flirting–and probably fucking–around with a guy behind your back infuriated you.

You didn’t know how it came to this—you crying your heart out inside the club office as Heeseung finally took over and finished the rest of your work due to you not being able to properly open your swollen eyes. Even moving around was a pain in the ass. Jungwon works from the sidelines as well, and both of them didn’t dare speak a word to you unless spoken to. They knew better than to mess with a girl who’s got cheated on.

“Cabining trip’s tomorrow. You still going, noona?” Jungwon asks, eyes glued to his laptop screen as he types the minutes of the meeting for the past week. “We need you over there, Pres.”

“Hmm.” you reply, not having the energy to speak out a proper word as you blew your nose on a paper towel. Of course I’ll be there. What am I, a ghoster?

As Jungwon bombards you with questions, your replies are short and reserved, along the lines of “yeah”, “uh-huh”, and the like. How were you supposed to show yourself without shame knowing that your ex wasn’t into you anymore?

“Heeseung.” you croak out, getting a short “huh” as a response. “I need your help with something.”

“What’s it about, miss ma'am?”

You cringe at the nickname, throwing the empty box of paper towels along his way. “If you use that nickname on me again, I swear.” you hiss.

“Damn, calm down, will you?” Heeseung chuckles, barely dodging the box that almost hit his face. “What is it?”

You saunter your way towards the table where the two lads worked. propping your hands on the desk, You then look over at Jungwon who has his whole attention on his laptop, not bothering to pop into the conversation or listen to whatever you were about to say.

“You’re best friends with the adviser, right?” you whisper to Heeseung, to which he nods. “And I’m not. Wow. What am I president for, then?

“Touche.” he shrugs. “What about him?”

“This could be fucked up but,” you lean in to whisper on his ear. “Can you beg him to sneak drinks for the adults?”

Your eyes screw shut in embarrassment, in disbelief of the words that just came out of your mouth. You’re better than this, Y/N. 

“Yes.” Heeseung lets out a dramatic gasp, nodding vigorously at your idea. “You had me at ‘drinks’, Y/N, come on. Spill!”

“Noona, you’re kidding, right? Why would you sneak drinks in–”

“Quiet, kid.” you cut Jungwon off. “I’ve got a breakup to get over. Let the adults have this.”

With that, Heeseung let out a dramatic gasp, nodding vigorously at your idea.

*

The day of the cabining trip has come, and it wasn’t the most enjoyable day for the student council so far. While the other kids were having the time of their lives, talking with their friends and not worrying about keeping the lines straight and the cabins quiet, you struggled to keep the students in order as you tapped the backs of those who made a commotion, or worse, those who made out in broad daylight.

To your relief, Heeseung was in charge of bag inspection, which meant drinks were allowed (unless one was not of legal age, of course). The students will just have to hide it from the other supervisors. Jungwon, along with the student council’s treasurer, Sunoo, were on room assignment duty, making sure to separate the guys and girls from each other. Getting pregnant on a school trip is the last thing anyone would want.

Meanwhile, Jay stands quietly as the line advances. He wasn’t really supposed to be going on this trip if it weren’t for his father insisting him to do so. Luckily, with Heeseung’s permission, he was allowed to bring his gaming laptop without you knowing. The vice president just hopes he wouldn’t get pulled by the ear again.

“God, I hope I get the top bunk.” Jay mutters, putting his bag on the desk for inspection.

“Gotta go fast, then.” Heeseung replied, probing the contents of his friend’s bag. He taps Jay’s shoulders after he’s done. “Man, I hope we’re roommates.”

“Heeseung, how's the inspection going?” you bellow over the crowd of students, craning your head to look for him.

As you and Heeseung scream at each other over the loud sounds in the cabins, Jay couldn’t help but steal glances at you. He did pass by you sometimes, but he hasn't really gotten the chance to step up and talk to you. What a waste. After news has spread that you got cheated on, he could imagine himself tackling you into a hug and giving you small forehead kisses in hopes to ease your pain. He had set his eyes on you ever since you were appointed as president, and he found you so pretty ever since. He just secretly hoped that Jake wouldn’t go begging for you to come back, or else he’d lose his mind.

His daydreaming stops when he bumped shoulders with someone whom he least expected–you. The two of you momentarily met each other’s eyes, and Jay swore he’d melt then and there if it weren’t for you turning away almost immediately. On the other hand, you wonder why he’s been stuck on his spot for a good minute, so you approach him cautiously.

“Uh, are you lost, perhaps?” you wave a hand in front of Jay’s face. “You seem to be spacing out, Jay.”

She knows me. Oh, my God, she just acknowledged me. His heart somersaults in his chest at the mention of his name. It rolled off of your mouth perfectly. 

It takes him five seconds to answer, “I’m good, thank you.”

You smile briefly at him, and he flashes one back. He walks silently, trying to suppress a shout from coming out of his mouth. You were always pretty to him, and that smile was the cherry on top. 

The first day of the retreat wasn’t really hectic, except for the fact that all of the students have to run ten laps all around the yard before they can even have a taste of breakfast. Despite the supervisors lurking around the whole site, you’ve taken brave sips on your bottle of soju, disguised as drinking water. You couldn’t help but see Jake and his new lover every time you had to lead a segment and meet face to face with everyone, and your chest would always clench. How the fuck is he so happy without me? If it weren’t for the other officers beside you, you would’ve wrestled Sunghoon without a doubt.

The second and third days would probably be the most boring of them all, but not for Jay.

His laptop keeps him company as he silently jerks off to porn videos, trying his best to stifle a groan to not wake up whoever was occupying the top bunk. He would’ve brought a fleshlight, too, but he figured it’d be too much for a school retreat. So he resorts to another option–a sock. 

He finishes without suspicion, and gets knocked out to sleep right after.

On the other side of the site, you sit awake in your bunk, finishing the last of the soju you’ve successfully hidden for days. You sigh, not feeling any signs of drowsiness as you stare in spaces. I should've seen this coming. You wanted to slap yourself for being so clueless. Hasn’t it come to you that Jake might be using soccer training as an excuse to meet up with Sunghoon instead of you?

“Y/N, you dumb bitch.” you spit out, grabbing your phone to dial Heeseung’s number.

After a few rings, he picks up. “What the fuck, Y/N, it’s 3 in the morning.” the lad grumbled as he tossed and turned in his bed. “You better give me a good reason for calling at this hour.”

“You got a laptop with you?” you ask. What a stupid question. “It's urgent business.”

“No, I don't, dummy.” he snaps, and his sudden change of tone takes you aback. “I thought you knew we can only bring phones.”

You sigh. Out of all times your council adviser demanded an accomplishment report from you, why now? At that moment, you even wished to switch bodies with Heeseung; he was the adviser’s best friend and not you. Despite you telling your superior that you haven’t brought your laptop, he didn't budge, even bringing up the drink-sneaking incident.

To say you were doomed would be an understatement.

“Why does your best friend put me in situations like this?” you whine, pulling your hair in frustration. “He knows I don't have my laptop at the moment! Tell me, does he have something against me? ‘Cause he better settle things with me. Damn it. Do you get me? Sometimes I just want to walk out on all of you because I’ve got the whole council on my back! i’m a human who has limits, too, for fuck’s sake! When do I quit? I can quit anytime and turn my back on this responsibility. You take over once this term ends–”

“Shut up. I'm at your door.”

You hitch a breath, hang up and climb out of your bunk. You silently open the door to see your vice president holding an open laptop in his hand, phone on the other. The lad passes the device on to you, praying that his friend doesn’t notice his laptop out of place when he wakes up.

“Hey, that ain’t mine, though. Be careful with that.” he says, and you scowl in suspicion.

“Thanks,” you smile slightly. “Though I thought I told you not to bring gadgets in the cabin–”

“Don’t ask, just…” he waves his hands frantically, avoiding the question. “I’ll get going.”

“Okay…?” your voice trails off, and you shoo Heeseung away. “You’re a lifesaver, by the way.”

Heeseung nods, jogging his way out as you close your cabin door. You didn’t bother to wonder whose laptop this was; the only thing in your mind was the report you had to finish.

In silence, you immediately get to work. With sips of water from time to time, you struggle to keep yourself awake as you type the needed information, word by word, making sure that it would be slap-worthy on your adviser’s face.

After two hours of staring and typing, you feel your eyes giving out and fingers straining as you move the document file to your flash drive, finally finishing your work.

“This motherfucker better not scold me tomorrow.” you mutter through clenched jaws, carefully ejecting the drive from God-knows-whose laptop. 

With slow hands, you close all of the windows you have used, even the tabs, making it look untouched as this was neither your laptop, nor Heeseung's. Whose is this, then? There wasn't a wallpaper in it, just the default one, and that made guessing a waste of time. Nonetheless, you make a mental note to thank the owner first thing in the morning for saving your desperate ass in such a critical situation. 

Before you can shut down the device, a particular folder on the desktop screen catches your attention, especially its name,

“Things I want to do to Y/N”

You squint in surprise, mouse cursor hovering over the folder. As much as you wanted to pry it open, you wanted to respect the privacy of the owner of the laptop, whoever they were. But this has my name on it. You shake your head, preparing for the worst to happen as you double-click on the folder. What you see next shocks you utterly, making your heartbeat rise as you check the name of the owner.

The laptop belongs to a Park Jongseong, with the folder containing porn videos.

In astonishment, you close the laptop with a loud thud, not bothering to shut it down properly or close the porn folder before you do. A series of knocks makes you jump and hit your head on the top bunk.

“Go to sleep, Y/N!” your bunkmate from the top grumbles.

What the fuck is going on? You sigh, wrapping yourself in a cocoon with your blanket.

*

It's the last day of the retreat, which means free time for all the students until the morning comes with no schedules to stick to. However, you were far from relaxed as last night’s events haven't left your mind until now. You didn’t know what to feel knowing that the quiet kid has been fantasizing about you, and in secret. Do you get mad, grossed out or flattered? Neither of them felt right and it messed up with your head so much. Worrying about it would be a waste of time.

Heeseung couldn’t help but notice you staring at Jay, who played basketball by himself from afar. You spaced out often, too, and it was so not like you to do so. Apparently, your efforts on acting normal outside while being a chaotic mess inside fail as you finally draw out a frustrated groan.

“Something wrong?” Heeseung asks. “You're zoned out pretty bad.”

“That report sucked the life out of me.” you reply monotonously, standing up from your seat, eyes not leaving Jay. “I'll meet you at the bonfire. I just need sleep.”

“Fine. I'll take over for you.”

You nod, trudging to your cabin in hopes to get some rest. However, once your body dips down the mattress, images of Jay hovering over you appear as you close your eyes. Shaking it off, you push a pillow against your face, muffling out a scream of annoyance.

On the other hand, Jay has been stealing glances from you as well, completely unaware of you seeing the deepest, darkest secrets he's kept hidden in his laptop.

After what felt like days of slumber, you were awakened by the noise of students outside of the cabins. hollers and shouts fill your ears as you get yourself out of bed. As much as you hated being woken up in such a manner, you were happy to be able to get a wink of sleep.

“Evening, Y/N.”

You look up from the ground, seeing the person whom you unfortunately wanted to avoid the most. Jay wore a small smile on his face, which was seen clearer without his glasses. Contrary to his usual hoodie-slacks combo, he wore a shirt that snugly fit him, in which you can definitely see the slight curvature of his chest. His toned arms were on full display, too, and you couldn’t help but wonder how they’d flex under your touch. His thighs looked just as attractive, given the fact that he wore cargo shorts.

“Good… evening, Jay.” you chuckle awkwardly. “What's the matter? Can I help you?” Why does he look so different? He even wore his hair differently.

“Nothing much.” he replies sheepishly. “Just, uh, wanted to have a casual talk with the president.” God, that bedhead. Why does it make her more fuckable? He steals glances at the skimpy top that hugged your body, accentuating your curves and your plump breasts.

“Really?” you grin in amusement, not expecting his statement. Just say you wanna fuck and go. “That's strange. No one comes up to me unless it’s about school.”

“That'd be an honor.” he comments, gaze not shifting away from you.“Would having small talk with me waste your time?”

You hesitantly shake your head, and he smiles. Fuck, that smile. Where is this going to get me now?

The two of you proceed to have a conversation outside the cabin, at the same time, thinking of lewd thoughts that were probably too inappropriate, given the setting. From time to time, your hands would brush each other’s, increasing the tension between the two of you.

Despite this, Jay would get distracted, finding your giggles so adorable, especially knowing that he was the reason behind them. You admired how Jay speaks, and how cautious he was when you ranted about your ex. He just hoped no one would call you out and separate the both of you.

Or so he thought.

The whistle trills fills your ears as rain falls angrily on your skin. Whines and grumbles were heard as the bonfire session was declared canceled by Sunoo and Jungwon. Students start sprinting back to their cabins as the rain pours, including the supervisors. No more confession time and roasted marshmallows, I guess.

You look over to see your cabin that was several meters from where you and Jay stood, attempting to make a run for it. However, Jay gets a hold of your wrist before you can take your first step.

“Stay.” his voice is deep and alluring, and you could feel your body slightly shiver.

“You sure?” you raise your brows anyway, not bothering to pull away from his grip. “What if someone sees us drenched in here? Are you willing to vouch for me?”

“You're the president. I'm sure no one would budge.”

You don't protest. Instead, you take the opportunity to ask him about the folder in his laptop, which, by the way, he still assumes was untouched. He, meanwhile, couldn’t take his eyes off of the top that clung to your skin, against your stomach. You pretty much were doing the same as you eyed his abs through his shirt.

After what felt like ten minutes of standing under the rain, both of you were drenched as you walked into an empty cabin for protection that no one used due to faulty electricity. You sit side by side in a single bed, neither of you having the guts to start another conversation.

Maybe it was time for you to spill your secrets.

“I like you.”

“Fuck me.”

The two of you look at each other after speaking at the same time. Your remark especially shocks Jay, so does the way you weren’t fazed with his confession just now. A hand instinctively goes up to cup your mouth. Shit, was I not subtle enough? You fake a hearty chuckle (which was actually a nervous one) as you see his perplexed expression.

“You don’t wanna fuck me?” you mutter, confidence leaving your system as his expression remains unchanged.

“No–I mean, yes.” he immediately replies, afraid that you might take it as him rejecting you. “Of course, I do.”

“Do it, then.”

You tower over his sitting figure, propping your hands on his chest. Jay couldn’t help but close his eyes, asking himself whether this was a dream or not. Your touch trails up to his neck, your fingertips tracing his collarbones. You catch his lips into a sloppy kiss, which he returns fervently as he slips his tongue on your mouth. The cold sensation brought by the raindrops on your skin is now gone as he pulls you into his lap and wraps your legs around his waist. For a minute, he savors your lips as his hands find their way to the hem of your top, feeling a little hesitant.

He pulls off, staring into your eyes as he searches for a sign of fear in your face. “Should I?”

Without a word, you nod, guiding his hands into taking off your top. His eyes roam along your torso, your breasts wanting to be freed from their restraints as they were practically coming out of your tight bra. His cock twitches and slightly hardens at the sight.

“Jay…” you whine, digging your ass against his hardness. A groan leaves his mouth. “I want you to take over.”

With that, he flips the two of you over, with you beneath him. He then pins your hands above your head, asserting his dominance. You hitch a breath as you feel his clothed cock rub against your crotch, still not believing his change in character.

“Is this really the quiet kid I knew?” you tease, making Jay yank your bottoms down, leaving you in your bra. He then lands a stinging spank on your ass cheek, squeezing the soft flesh after.

“Shush, Y/N, unless you want me to leave you hanging.”

Damn, even his voice can make me cum at this point. you feel him spreading your legs slowly, dipping a finger on your damp pussy as he kisses your inner thighs. You reach for his hair and stroke it gently as his lips get closer to where you needed him the most, your other hand squeezing your breast.

he licked a warm strip along your clit, eliciting a whimper from you. He held you by the knees to keep you from pressing your thighs together as he ate you out. his moans against your sex provided vibrations that made your toes curl, and moans louder.

“So miss president loves being eaten out, huh?” Jay chuckles, his ego growing as you reply to him with a broken mewl, pushing two of his fingers inside you. “Such a needy slut.”

He proceeds with his ministrations as he leaves marks on your thigh, torso, then up to your breasts, avoiding your neck to not cause suspicion. The way your walls tightened around his fingers made his cock harden even more. even until now, you couldn’t believe the situation you were in–being fucked by the resident introvert who was secretly a freak in bed.

Your grip on his hair tightens as you feel your high nearing. “Jay, I'm cumming!” you cry out desperately.

Hearing that, Jay pulls his fingers out of you, and licks them with a smirk on his lips. “You taste so sweet… however, I can’t just have you cumming somewhere that’s not on my cock, can I?”

He takes off his drenched top, and the rest of his clothes follow, freeing his erect cock from its confines. He drags his tip against your clit, teasing your entrance and holding your hips tight to stop you from pushing him in.

“Jay, please…” you beg, voice laced with frustration. “I want to make you feel good.”

“Is that so?” Jay snickers, slapping your thigh. “Little miss slutty president wants to suck me off?”

“Mm-mm.” you nod, eyeing his cock and the pre-cum that leaked from his tip. “fuck my mouth, just like how you want it.”

Just like how I want it? he stops in his tracks as he sees you grinning from beneath him. It was finally time for you to confess.

“Sir,” you whined, the pet name causing Jay to let out an audible groan. “I gotta tell you something.”

You sit up and bend over in front of him, his cock on your face and your ass up. He lets out a small gasp as your tongue teases his tip. The way you made eye contact with him didn’t help him, either. He bunches your hair up in a ponytail, wrapping it all around his knuckles as you sucked him like a popsicle.

“Tell me, baby,” he sighs, looking down at you in amusement.

“I needed a laptop for my report.” you lick him from base to tip. “And Heeseung, the vice president, borrowed yours for me.”

The way your tongue moves all over him sends shivers all over his body, and he makes the impulsive decision to rub his cock all over your face. “Baby saw my porn stash, didn’t she?” he chuckles, pushing himself deeper in your throat. You try to stop yourself from gagging as he fucks your mouth. “Fuck, yes. Those were all meant for you. All the things I wanna do to that body.”

You moan against his cock, reaching for your clit to rub yourself. you expected a different reaction from him, but by the looks of it, the Jay you passed by along the corridors was now gone. In front of you is a different person, and you actually loved it. You loved this new side of him.

“This is one of them.” Jay adds. “Fucking your mouth.”

You feel your head being guided by his hands as he nears his orgasm, thrusting faster inside your mouth. you whimper as his tip hits your throat, waiting for his warm release to fill your mouth.

However, he pulls out again, much to your dismay. He gets out of the bed and walks to the other side where he can take you from behind. Coincidentally, there stood a mirror in front of you, and you could clearly see his naked body as you were on your hands and knees. Fuck, I bet he works out a lot. He spanks your ass cheeks again, making you yelp.

“God, you’re so fucking hot, miss president.” Jay says under his breath, lining his tip on your cunt and getting ready to push himself inside of you. “I don’t have a condom with me, though.”

“I'm on the pill.” you reply. You realized you haven’t gotten rid of your habit of taking birth control pills even though you didn’t have sex as much anymore, especially now that you’re not with Jake anymore. “I have a favor to ask you.”

“Which is?”

You heave a deep sigh before speaking.  I'll have to do this once and for all. “Help me forget about Jake.”

Without a word, he pushes himself slowly inside you. A gasp leaves your mouth at how big and girthy he was as he stretched your walls. It took you a while to adjust to his size, but after he has sunken his whole length in you, he starts moving.

I'll help you forget about Jake, sweetheart. “My love… tell me.” he drags a fingertip along your spine, rocking his hips at a steady pace. “Who's making you feel good right now?”

“You, Jay.” you reply, almost sounding like a scream as you do. “Your cock feels so good inside me.”

“Fuck, yeah, I am.” jay snickers, pulling you by the hair and making you look at your fucked-out reflection in the mirror. “Look at you. Such a cock-hungry bitch.”

God, you hated being degraded, but why did Jay's words turn you on?

Jay's pace gradually goes faster as he feels you tightening around him, his muscles flexing as his skin slaps against yours.

“That fucking soccer boy can never fuck you as good as I do, right?”

“Ah, yes!” you whimper as his finger reaches your clit.

He groans. “Repeat after me, darling. Cheaters.”

“Cheaters–ah!” you squeal as Jay spanks your ass again.

“Ain’t.” Jay seethed.

“Ain't…” you draw out a whine as he holds you by the waist.

“Shit.” he pulls you to sit up, slapping your breasts.

“Shit! Oh, that feels good.” you bury your head in the bed.

“See? That fucker doesn’t deserve you.” he whispered against your neck, leaving a dark mark by sucking on it. “He can go get some dick by himself ‘cause from now on, you’re mine.”

As his hands make their way back to your breasts, you feel like putty under Jay's touch. You couldn’t help but agree to his every word as if he’s put you in a state of hypnosis. Your words are incomprehensible as he snaps his hips harshly against yours, the feeling of his cock inside you clouding your vision and thoughts.

“I said you’re mine, little slut.”

“I'm yours.” you breathe out.

Once he has been given the go signal, he slows down for a bit and turns your head so you can see each other’s gazes. “If you'd let me take care of you, I'd do it wholeheartedly.” he said, kissing your knuckles lovingly. “I don't care how slow you want the process to be, Y/N. Just give me a chance.”

You don’t say a word. Instead, you lock his lips in a loving kiss. He holds onto your waist for dear life as your hips move in sync, the heated moment turning into a passionate, affectionate one.

“You close?” Jay mumbles against your lips, and you nod.

You stay still in that position as Jay picks up his pace, letting you feel his warmth as he brings you to your high.

Your climax crashes like waves, and it seems like momentarily taking the life out of you. Jay follows suit, his seed spilling inside of you.

After a good minute, he pulls out of you, lays you down on the mattress and hovers above you. you cup his cheeks and give him a peck on the forehead, the introvert in him slowly coming back as he blushes at your action.

“Let me clean you up.” Jay says with a slight pout, the dominant in him finally out of the picture as he spoke.

“Can we do that later?” you reply, planting a kiss on his nose. “Let me hold you for a while.”

He doesn’t oblige. Rather, he picks up his drenched shorts from the floor, pulling a small handkerchief from its pocket. As he proceeds cleaning you up, you stare at him fondly. Were you in love? Not yet. Would you give him a shot? Definitely. The way he just switched up on you would need some processing time, though. It was one heck of a moment.

The night ends with Jay sending you off to your cabin, kissing you good night as he promises to meet you in school after the weekend.

*

You slowly stroll along the corridors of the art department building, looking for Jay's room as you go. You have been walking for thirty minutes straight, but without an ounce of exhaustion in your body although it was a Thursday–a work day for the student council president. To say that you were excited to meet him would be an understatement.

It’s been a week since the last day of the cabin trip and your first sexual encounter with someone who wasn’t Jake. You’ve been feeling a lot better, and it made Heeseung and Jungwon wonder how you’ve done it so fast. Jay’s been sending you food over the weekend and it stunned you how well he cooks. He’s been dropping over to the student council adviser’s office from time to time, too, just to watch you work.

You feel your feet starting to hurt, but you keep on walking anyway. I need to see my Jay after a long dayyyyy.

“There she is!” a voice starts shouting, causing you to stop on your tracks. “The prim and proper student council president.”

You squint your eyes at the person who turned out to be Sim Jayoon, Jake's cousin. She eyes you with a scowl as if scrutinizing you, and retches as if she was grossed out. You knew exactly what she came at you for–to act as a proxy for her wimpy cousin who hasn’t shown his face in the soccer team ever since. She has the reputation of being the worst pick-me in all of tenth grade, and that makes this encounter worse.

“You rang, Yoon?” you reply, faking a cheerful tone as you try your best not to pounce at the poor girl. “Do you need help with something?”

“Weren’t you crying over Jake oppa just last week?” Yoon spits out, towering over you to assert dominance. “Now you’re fucking with another guy? Seriously, sunbaenim, how much of a slut can you be?”

Does she expect me to cry and beg her to keep my dirty little secret? You snort. “Babe, your Jake oppa two-timed me with Park Sunghoon while I was on duty. That makes your cousin the slut here, doesn’t it?”

“And I did what I could do best–moving on.” you add, pissing Yoon off even more. Her face reddens in anger, and you taunt her, patting her head.  “Aww, look at you. Aren’t you such a good guard dog for not admitting that your cousin made mistakes?” 

“Shut up!” she yells defensively, stepping away from you. “You’re the president and you’re supposed to be the role model, right? You should step down if you tolerate double-dipping! bitch!”

With that, Yoon raises a hand to land a slap on your face, and you grimace, expecting the sting to land on your cheek. However, three seconds in and nothing hits you.

Turns out, a hand blocked Yoon’s arm and stopped her from slapping you. You look over your shoulder to see Jay with his usual meh expression plastered on his face. He raises his brows at Yoon, evidently annoyed by her words.

“At least she’s getting better sex than your cousin does.” he quips, throwing Yoon’s wrist to the ground.

You gasp at Jay’s choice of words. “Jay! Language!”

“What? It's the truth.” he replies, holding up a cube in his hand which happened to be a mini-recorder. “You want me to call your parents or something?”

In defeat, Yoon screams, stomping her way out of the corridors. You hear a deep chuckle from Jay behind you, and you instinctively land a slap on his chest. “You didn’t just say that in front of a fifteen-year old kid.”

“What was I supposed to do? She’s just called you slut and a bitch.” Jay shrugged, and you could only shake your head at him. He leans closer to your ear and whispers, “You’re my bitch, though.”

You roll your eyes, unable to protest  “Jay, as much as I appreciate the degradation–”

“Meet  me after your last period. I promise I won’t ditch you.” he grins, giving your lips a brief peck. “I’m off to the e-sports club office and nope, Heeseung hyung won’t be playing with me this time.”

“Thanks for the assurance..?” you say hesitantly, followed by a chuckle. He’s back at it again with the random updates. “Show them what you got, gamer boy.”

He pecks your lips again, and starts walking away with his back facing you. You could only look at him in awe as he leisurely walked the corridor with his headphones on and probably a One Ok Rock song blasting from them. He was your definition of comfort, and the only one who could convince you that wasting time wasn’t a bad thing after all.

“Love ya!” he bellows suddenly, making you yelp. Now’s not the time to say it back yet. You blow him a kiss and he makes a run for the stairs. Of course, you loved him, too.

And the other sides of him, of course.

a/n: this fic is especially dedicated to my girlies nics (@ddeonuism) and aria (@jaylaxies) bc apparently they love this fic so much so OFC i had to retrieve it and free it from the dungeon! this is for all my jay hoes 🥳 one of the fics that got me started in enhablr AND my first ever jay fic. i tweaked this a lil bit just to make jay hotter and sweeter bc ik that's what y'all want right 🙄 /lh enjoy lovelies!

NSFW TAGLIST [OPEN]: @thots4hee @jaylaxies @ddeonuism @jojayke @vernonluvs-archived @puphee @hee-pster @forjongseong @jaeyunsz @muffinminnie @shu-ramyeonz @poutyjaeyun @fairy-junseong @duolingofanaccount @jkefelx @taetaemylovie @heetro @yizhoutv @lavhikaru @kaislinging-slasher01 @cha0thicpisces @en-archv @simplewonderland @exactlygreatcoffee @lhseth @aerinaga @xwonniex @jyshdoll @iiousim (send an ask or a dm to be added!)

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[glitterjay]

MASTERLIST

guide: | 🧾 smut | ☁️ fluff | 🗞 angst | 📋 smau | 💭 thoughts

— 이희승 LHS :

(🧾💭) thought

(🧾) staring contest

(🧾) car sex

(🧾) dom hee with naive reader

(☁️) popular heeseung

(🧾) spelling

(🧾) tease

— 박종성 PJS :

(🧾) manspreading

(🧾) after concert sex

(💭) thought

(🧾☁️) reaction to safe word

(🧾) needy text

(🧾) live

(🧾) idol jay

(☁️) meeting your mom

(🧾) gynecologist

(🧾) girl dad husband

— 심재윤 SJY :

(🧾) picnic date

(🧾) good girl?

(🧾) ride

(🧾) loser boyfriend

(🧾) situationship

(🧾) finger sucking

(🧾💭) thought

(🧾) drunk sub jake

(🧾) finger sucking pt.2

(🧾) tickling

— 박성훈 PSH :

(🧾) make out session

(🧾) thought

(🧾) vacation

(☁️) equitator boyfriend

(🗞) i guess i loved you

(🧾) getting caught

(🧾) gynaecologist

(☁️) bodyguard

— 김선우 KSN :

(☁️📋) soft launch pt.1 | soft launch pt.2

(☁️) cuddly sunoo

(☁️) meteor shower

— 양정원 YJW :

(🧾💭) thought

(🧾) needy

(📋☁️) lover boy

(🧾) smut

— 西村 力 NRK

(🗞) insecurities

(☁️) boyfriend

ㅤㅤ ○  ㅤ𝆬ㅤㅤbrought here ㅤ✿ㅤby fateㅤ‵ㅤ  ㅤ ⁠˶

— enhypen :

(🧾) shower sex

(🧾) ass or tits?

(🧾) small boobs

(🧾) big boobs

(☁️) chuby s/o

(☁️) when s/o is sick

(🧾) riding them until they cry

(🧾) idol!enha x fan!reader

(🧾) nerdy enhypen

(🧾) sub enhypen

(🧾) overstimulating hyung line

(☁️) reaction to s/o having a nightmare

(🗞) reaction to s/o taking off engagement ring

(☁️) pranking enhypen

(🧾) pillow princess

(🗞) cold boyfriends

(🧾) poly (jakehoon)

(🧾) poly (jayke)

enhypen as loves tropes master list

if you’re a minor reading this, please, please, please (!) do not interact with anything labeled as smut (☆) as it is nsfw content. there will be sfw things such as one shots, fluff, and some angst that you will be able to read ! but please don’t get into anything out of that list. it is okay for you to request things as well for the categories listed (outside of smut, ofc) but don’t go against my boundaries. i am and will try to include everyone that reads my work, but you have to respect me as well.

[enha-cafe]

S.J. Masterlist

main masterlist

enhypen masterlist

key

💌 - suggestive 💋 - smut ☁️ - fluff

church boy! jake 💋

needy heejake threesome 💋

pussy drunk jake 💋

party boys jakehoon 💋

jake size kink 💋

jake as a husband ☁️ 💌

subby! jake 💋

getting caught making out with jake 💌

jake nsfw links 💋

neighbor! jake corruption kink 💋

gamer boyfriend! jake 💋

[hoonssluts]

A/N: this is the most recent thing i’ve worked on, i got a random boost of motivation and this came out and I have no idea how to end it, this is unfinished and it won’t get finished. I also didn’t want it to collect dust so here.

2:15

contents: Sunghoon thinks you and Jaeyun are hot, auralism and pervy tendencies (?)

"The noises you make are incredible"

You let out a needy moan as Jaeyun tightly grips onto your hips, filling you with every inch of him with rough powerful thrusts that makes your legs being to shake.

"nngh...J-Jake, you fuck me so good." You sobbed out loudly not caring if Sunghoon heard you in the next room.

[donghoonie-3]

Another fic idea: I've been thinking a lot about double penetrating Sunghoon with Jake🤔 but i haven't written a fic with the reader wearing a strap on or having a dick so I wonder would people read it if I wrote it?

[luxurystark-jackson]

not me casually writing a jakehoon smut on Wattpad for Sunghoon’s birthday

[rikisnuggie]

ENHYPEN MASTERLIST

🤍 Fluff

🖤 Smut

✨ Suggestive

☁️ Angst

⚡ Series

- HEESEUNG -

• His S/O bending down in a mini skirt ✨

• Subby Hee Supermacy - sub!hee ✨

• Had a nice dream? - sub!hee 🖤

• Skirt and knee-highs - sub!hee 🖤

- JAY -

• His S/O flashing him with their boobs ✨

• Stay with me forever. Please? 🤍

• I’ve always got you, sweetheart 🤍

• I’ll always be here 🤍

- JAEYUN | JAKE -

• Anon’s wet dream :’) 🖤

• Playing games 🖤

• I just miss you, daddy 🖤

• Nipple play - sub!jaeyoon 🖤

- SUNGHOON -

• Sunghoon + Breeding Kink pt. 1 🖤

• Sunghoon + Breeding Kink pt. 2 🖤

• Kink Rating: Puppy Kink ✨

• But only if we can have waffles 🤍

• Will you let me rub your back? 🤍

• So you think I’m pretty? 🤍

• Breakfast In Bed 🖤

- SUNOO -

nothing yet

- JUNGWON -

nothing yet

- RIKI | NI-KI -

• Can I walk you home? Please? 🤍

• Frogs can’t wink, asshole 🤍

• I really like you. A lot. 🤍

• The Night We Met 🤍☁️⚡

- OT7 -

• Doing their S/O’s make-up 🤍

• How they would cuddle their S/O 🤍

- LEGAL LINE -

• Their S/O having big boobs 🤍✨

• MLT have a Marking Kink 🖤✨

- HYUNG LINE -

• Their S/O moaning in their sleep 🖤

• Walking in on their S/O riding their pillow 🖤

• Walking in on their female friend moaning their name 🖤

• Walking in on their female friend masturbating 🖤

• MLT have a Daddy Kink 🖤

• MLT be into Spanking 🖤

• MLT be a Sadist/Masochist ✨

• MLT have a Size Kink ✨

• MLT cum fast 🖤

- 02Z-

• Their S/O flirting with a stranger 🖤☁️

- JAKEHOON -

• Raspberry Anon’s plot 🖤

[envirae]

feel like u read jakehoon smut but say you dont

uh...idk if this is satire but i'm being 100% when i say enhypen smut (and smut in general tbh) makes me really uncomfortable...ESPECIALLY member x member smut that shit is literally disgusting