#laena.library

[mahalkheeta]

— BABY DON'T STOP

genre: jake x fem! reader

summary: overstimulating sim jaeyun. that's literally it.

warning: oral (m. receiving), overstimulation, petnames (sweetheart, baby, princess, etc.) tad bit of crying, cursing, cumming

note: thank you to the loml @dear-hoon for brainrotting with me ily 🫶 the desire to have jake's cock in my mouth was so strong so i made this LMFAO. again, this is smut sooo MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!

there are very few things jake loves more than having his cock shoved down your throat. he'd give up heaven and everything else to feel the way your small mouth squeezes around his length, to hear the way you moan as you take him in inch by inch. in his humble opinion, he thinks having you blow him is quite literally one of the best things in the world.

"f-fuck, princess..." he curses, his accent thick and heavy as an airy moan echoes around the once silent room. his veiny hands tangle themselves into your hair, pulling and squeezing everytime your toungue laps at his sensitive tip.

his eyes roll to the back of his head as your mouth sucks sweetly on his head, the satisfied moan you let out sending vibrations down his entire shaft. he swallows thickly, trying to hold off his impending orgasm. he doesn't want this to end so quickly.

"just like that, sweetheart," he whispers, his breath hitching in his throat. his abs clench when you bob your head, a hiss of ecstasy tearing from his throat once he feels your hands fondling his balls.

"you're makin' me feel so– ahh! fuck– so good!" he can't help the way his eyes roll to the back of his head, one of his hands letting go of their tight grip on the sheets to rake his fingers through your hair. you can tell he's dabgerously approaching his high by the way his veiny hand tenses on your head before grabbing a fistful of your hair instinctively, pushing your head further down only to feel your throat squeeze around him.

hoarse moans tumble endlessly past his parted lips, his adam's apple bobbing with each breathless curse as he throws his head back. you were sending him to another world with the way you sweetly suckled at his head. when his hands started tensing and his breath hitched loudly, you could tell he wasn't gonna last a second longer.

"i'm gonna cum, baby," he grunts. his eyes blink open to peer down at you. your pretty, half lidded eyes meet his through your lashes, tracing the smooth surface of your tongue along the prominent vein on his shaft. the sensation makes him hiss as his last reigns of self control snap along with the coil that had been steadily building in his abdomen.

"fuck, fuck, fuck," he chants, both hands coming to your head to push it down as his hips cants up needily to grt his cock to hit the back of your throat. your hands can feel the way his balls tighten as ropes of cum start shooting into your mouth. "i'm c-cumming, 'm cumming! shittt!"

his body practically melts at the way you milk him. a satisfied smirk tugs at the corners of his mouth when he feels you swallow the remaining drops of cum that bead out his tip, a long, drawn out moan tearing its way past his throat.

jake would think that you would've stopped there. you normally do. little does he knoe that he's in for a long night.

his body jolts to attention as you continue to suck on his cock, bobbing your head slowly. breathy whines start leaving his lips, a stark contrast to the rough grunts and groans he was letting out earlier. his hands simply tighten their grip on your hair, unsure of whether to pull you off of his sensitive shaft or to push you further down to deep throat him once more.

"w-wait– oh, fuckkk! sweethert, please–" he tries talking, he really does. but, he can barely get a word out with the way you continue hollowing your cheeks around his overstimmed shaft.

"stop, stop..." however, tears cloud his eyes the moment he feels his entire body flush with need, another impending orgasm building alarmingly quick. he was going to lose his absolute mind if you stopped now.

"don't... don't stop, baby. oh my fucking god, don't stop." his eyes sunch shut, tears leaking out of them as his thighs tense beneath your hold. "holy shit, you're gonna make me cum again."

"give it to me, jakey." you come up to catch your breath, settling for pumping your hand along his length and squeezing his head just the way he likes it. "for me, okay? wanna see you cum again one more time, please," you murmur, begging for him with a sweet tone to your already fucked out voice.

and how could jake ever say no to you? your words send him so close to the edge, his back arching off the bed as his hips thrust up into your tight mouth needily. he sobs out in ecstasy when you rub your tongue along his slit repeatedly.

"fuck! 'm gonna cum again," he cries out, panting heavily into the steamy room. his chest heaves as his second high hits him like a truck. he swear he can see stars behind his eyes, his brows furrowing as he writhes atop the sheets from the sheer intensity of his orgasm.

"take it." he pushes your head down so that your nose meets his pelvis. "that's it, princess– oh my god– take it like the good slut you are," he groans, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he lets you suck every last bit of his release in your mouth.

before you get the chance to suck at his cock even more, he pulls you off of him. in a flash, he has you pinned in between him and the sheets. his arms are on either side of your head as he leans down to capture your lips in a hungry kiss.

"need to fuck you," he pants breathlessly. despite having cum two times already, his dick is still painfully hard. "can't stop til i get to cum inside my princess, can i?"

[mahalkheeta]

— imagine going down on heeseung at the back of his car 🫠

the way his legs would spread automatically to make room for you, a cocky smirk spreading across his lips. his hand comes to hold the back of your head, guiding you to his clothed cock that is practically throbbing for your attention. you haven't even started anything and he's already so needy for you.

"be a good girl, yeah?" he hums, making quick work of his jeans and his underwear. he lets the fabric pool around his knees, too desperate to have himself shoved into your tight mouth to care about completely removing his clothing.

his cock stands between his legs, the tip red and leaking. heeseung doesn't need to say much else really. the sight of his cock is already enough to have your mouth watering, not hesitating a second more before peppering open mouthed kisses around his head.

"fuckkk..." heeseung groans. his brows furrow as he struggles to keep his eyes open, fighting the onslaught of overwhelming pleasure just to watch his head disappear into your tight little mouth. he can't help the shiver that runs down his spine as your run your tongue across his slit, exactly the way he loves it. he's not afraid to let you know how well you're doing either.

"just like that, baby," he moans, his thighs tensing as you take more of his length into your mouth. "feels so fuckin' good." his fingers tighten into your hair, his hips instinctively bucking as you hollow your cheeks.

his head is thrown back into the leather material of the seat as you sink your mouth further down his length. one little peek up at him from your lashes has your panties soaked.

heeseung's brows are scrunched together, his eyes shut tight. his mouth is parted into an "o", his rough moans and grunts continuously flowing out of his mouth. knowing that your actions were the cause of his state simply makes you delirious.

when you moan around his cock at the sight of his ecstasy, his breath hitches. it takes a lot of effort for him to crack his eyes open to peer down at you, his cock stuffed into your mouth and hitting the back of your throat.

"you like that, hm?" he hums, grunting when you nod your head. "you like seeing how good you're makin' me feel, baby?" before you know it, the man is gripping your head in place, shallowly thrusting his length in and out of your mouth.

"oh, fuck," heeseung hisses, his thrusts turning frantic as you take whatever he gives you. "shit, baby... your mouth is making me feel so good." he murmurs, mindlessly fucking into your wet cavern.

when you start to time the bobbing of your head with his thrusts, heeseung completely loses it. his hips falter and his back arches to get himself to reach the back of your throat one last time.

"fuck, fuck, fuck," he chants unbashedly, his orgasm approaching embarrassingly quick. "i'm gonna cum. a-ah! holy shit, baby 'm gonna cum."

you pop your mouth off of him. your hand wraps around his length, furiously pumping his cock as you open your mouth and sticking your tongue out for him to cum into. good lord, the sight had heeseung right on the edge.

"oh my god, yes, yes, yes! fuck, that's a good girl," he cries out, voice rising in tone. his hands move from yoir head to the headrest of the backseat, arms flexing as he feels the pressure build in his stomach. "fuckkk, baby, that's it! don't stop... keep going." he's sure his eyes roll to the back of his head when he feels the pressure in his stomach snap.

pearly white ropes of cum shoot out of him, his back permanently archea as his hips instinctively rub his tip across the smooth muscle of your tongue. "f-fuck!"

"a-ah! 'm cumming! take it all like a good girl," he moans. he's practically whinning with how high pitched his voice is. an airy and breathless pant escapes him with each drop of cum your milk from his tip, a stark contrast to the rough and hoarse tone he was using earlier.

"oh my god, you drive me nuts." he chuckes breathlessly, giving you no time to recover as he pulls you up for a heated kiss. it doesn't take long before he's pushing you back into the backseat, his lips pressing open mouthed kisses to every corner of your exposed skin.

"h-heeseung–" you try speaking, a gasp leaving you as his hand sneaks into your skirt to feel the wetness in between your legs.

"my poor baby," he coos, nibbling at a the skin right underneathe your collar bone. "got so wet giving me the best head, huh? you want a reward?"

"lay back, sweetheart. i'll take care of you."

[mahalkheeta]

— 18+ MDNI !! let me brainrot about giving heeseung head once more 🫠

no because oh my fuck. you cannot tell me this boy isn't a head pusher. one of those hands will be on your head, forcing his length to the back of your throat until your nose is literally in contact with his pelvis.

his jacket falls of his shoulder as his arm shakes from the sheer effort of holding himself up despite the waves of pleasure threatening to drown him. his head is tilted up, eyes shut and mouth parted as he lets out breathless pants and harsh curses.

AND GUYS. HIS THIGHS. you know he is so dangerously close when his thighs tense and tremble underneathe your death grip. your nails digging into his thighs only heighten his sensitivity. he tries to hold off his high, he really does. after all, there is no other place he'd rather be than in your mouth.

you can bet that when this man cums, your mouth has to be around him. he pushes your head with a hitched breath and a silent scream. his brows furrow and his eyes scrunch as he feels your wey throat squeeze around his tip just the way he likes it.

"ohhh, fuck! baby– ah, shit–" he gasps, barely able to get a sentence out as ropes of cum paint the back of you throat.

also do not get me started on how much he'd praise you after he hears you gag. it turns him on so much how you're just so willing to take him down your throat.

"so good baby," he moans out, not even caring to lower his volume. "so good taking my cum like that, hm? oh my god..." he mumbles and shivers under the grip you have on his thighs.

[mahalkheeta]

— THROUGH THE PHONE

genre: smut; heeseung, jay, jake, sunghoon

summary: what enha hyung line sends you when they're needy.

warnings: twt nsfw p0rn links, masturbation, cum, cursing.

note: these are all 18+ twitter links so if you're uncomfortable, please don't open them :"D (and !! please let me know if they actually work huhu). also, please, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

— heeseung sending you a video of him cumming to his fist.

heeseung really can't help himself. when he's needy and you aren't physically there to help him, he turns to his fist and wild imagination. he doesn't take his time, quickly unbuttoning his shirt and ridding himself of his bottoms and undergarments.

it takes less than a minute to get himself fully hard, his mind drifting off to thoughts of your small and warm hands wrapping around his cock. you'll hear him pant into his room, his hand working on his hard shaft relentlessly.

his hips are surprisingly steady, not wanting to shift the camera. he wants to give you the greatest view after all. he wants all completely soaked and needy by the time you come running to him.

it's embarrassing how quickly he feels the pleasure build in his stomach, his breath hitching as his fist instinctively tightens against his cock. airy moans start to leave his already open mouth. you don't even need to his face on camera to pocture what it looks like.

"oh, fuck–" his breath hitches, abdomen tensing as spurts of cum shoot from his tip. his fist slows down, brows furrowing as the bliss sends shudders down his spine. "a-ah, ahh," he continues to moan, knowing how much you love the sounds he makes.

he pants a few times, his head thrown back onto the wall before he eventually comes closer to the camera to stop the video. before he presses the button to stop recording, you hear him breathlessly chuckle. there's a text that follows after the video.

"if you get here in 5 minutes i'll let you lick all this off me and stuff your mouth with more, baby ;)"

— jay sends you videos of him trying to replicate your touch.

when jay is needy, he tries doing whatever he can remember you doing to him. ever since he met you, your touch has been the only thing to get him going. thus, when you're not there, the only thing he can do is copy you.

his palm rumbs up against the head of his cock. his fist is tight, focusing on the tip as his chest heaves up and down with every pant and breathless gasp.

"ah, fuck... sweetheart," jay calls out absentmindedly. he tries biting on his bottom lip, attempting to keep his voice down. if the other members heard this, he wouldn't live it down.

"fuck me," he rasps, his hips canting upwards instinctively to chase the friction of his rough palm. it's a stark contrast to your usually soft hands. the added sensation makes his toes curl and his eyes roll to the back of his skull.

his heavy breaths grow slightly in volume as the coil in his stomach threatens to snap with every movement of his palm against the increasingly sensitive skin beneath his head. he can't even speak as his orgasm hits him like a truck.

as thick ropes of his cum spill from his slit, he accidentally lets out an audible moan. his hips are permanently off of the sheets at this point, giving little thrusts into his still tight fist.

eventually, once the intensity of his orgasm passes, he pants into the room. he doesn't need to send any other message to have you rushing back home, wanting nothing more from him than to fuck you senseless.

— jake sometimes sends you the whiniest jerk off videos ever.

when you're not there to please him, jake gets horribly needy. this man was trying to do some work in the studio when his mind just so casually drifts to you, your touch, and your hands. the moment those pictures come flooding into his brain, his cock starts hardening immediately.

and when jake gets needy, he gets needy. he can't wait until he gets to the dorm. he's too impatient to start walking to the restroom, especially with a raging hard on throbbing in between his thighs. he needs to cum right here, right now.

making sure no one was in the room, he makes quick work of his cock. he fishes it out of his pants, the pre-cum already dripping across his fully hardened length.

his hand coming to fisg his cock already has him gasping into the empty studio. he's so needy that his usually breathless moans turn into full on whimpers.

"shit, angel," jake whimpers, his accent thick through the phone as he continues to fuck his fist onto his leaking cock. the sound alone has you dripping in your panties.

"wish you were here," he whines, throwing his head back against the headrest of the chair. "wish you were the one jerking me off right now... ah!"

his free hand comes to grip the black hoodie he chose to wear, needing something to hround him from the pressure that was steadily, and intensely building in his stomach.

jake does not have the near coherence to speak when he reaches his high. in fact, he's shaking. his entire body trembles as his fist tightens around the base of his cock, unmoving due to the sensitivity coursing through every fiber of his being.

you can clearly see the veins in his other arm as he grips his hoodie. you can see the way his cock shakes in his hold as pearly drops of come spill from his tip.

"god..." he pants, eyes still shut and brows still knitted together. "you gotta get here, baby. need to actually cum to your hand. please."

— sunghoon sends you quiet videos of him cumming to his pretty fingers wrapped around his near perfect cock.

sunghoon's videos focus more on his pretty hands pumping his even prettier cock. it's impossible to not be soaking watching sunghoon jerk off to his wild thoughts of you.

sunghoon is sat against the head rest of his bed, his legs spread to accomodate both his hands. you wishes you were between his legs right now instead. one hand cupped his tight balls as the other furiously pumped his erect cock.

his face isn't seen in the video, and you personally think it's such a shame. hoe you loved to watch his face contort in pure bliss, his jaw dropping and his eyes stating down at his length as his thick brows pull together to form a face of ecstasy and pleasure.

the sounds however, do make up for the lack of his face. although he's more focused on trying to picture your hand instead of his more than anything, you'll hear the airy moans he lets slip, the small groans he simply can't hold back as his fist occasionally focuses on the tip of his shaft.

"ah... aha!" he pants out repeatedly into the empty room. he shifts a bit, angling his hips closer to the camera so you can see just how hard he is.

"this is because of you." sunghoon hisses a bit as he feels his high approaching alarmingly quick. "so fuckin' hard for you... ah, shit."

his words are quickly cut off with a quiet groan as cum starts to leak profusely from his tip. his hand rides him through his high, hushed curses and grunts leaving his already parted mouth.

despite all this however, the man is still hard. not even seconds after the video sends, sunghoon has already added another message to his attachment.

"i'm still hard and it's your fault. come here and fix it."

[mahalkheeta]

— masterlist

BRAINROT

going down on heeseung at the back of his car

sucking hee off again 🫠

ONE-SHOTS

baby don't stop — jake x reader (m)

TWT LINKS

through the phone

[mahalkheeta]

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