#nct dream x male reader

[star-suh]

Titfest Anthology

Kim Mingyu, Song Mingi and Lee Jeno x Male Reader

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he doesn’t even know how it started but he was enjoying it now, yn somehow managed to convince the three most popular guys to let him titfuck them. kim mingyu, a football player that always wears that tight uniform shirt that hugs his big chest and slutty waist so delightfully. song mingi the gym addicted guy always wearing those compression shirts. finally lee jeno, part of the swimming team and known playboy, his tits were always out but when he wears shirts, fuck, that sight alone drives yn crazy.

mingyu:

“i love man tits” yn murmures always when one of the three passes in front of him, “hey ynnie” migyu cutely greets, despite his big manly frame and somehow scary gaze he’s actually a loving and caring person like a ray of sunshine. “hey mingyu, what’s up?” yn greets him back, “nothing i’m just going to take a shower, you know, i hate being all sweaty and sticky”, yn sees this as an opportunity to shoot his shot, “i was just thinking the same you know, it’s been so hot today but i can’t enter the showers, it’s for athletes only haha”, yn looks down to the ground. “come with me then. i’m sure you can come in if they see you are coming with me” mingyu extended his arm towards yn, a somewhat scary grin creeping up on his face ‘fuck yeah’ he thinks, “okay mingyu you’re so nice, i feel like i have to pay you this favor back”. they walk towards the bathrooms, “there’s no need to that” a flustered mingyu says scratching the back of his neck, “no i insist”, millions of pervy thoughts and scenarios taking over his mind. suddenly in the middle of his shower, yn enters mingyu’s stall with puppy eyes he says “can you please help me scrub my lower back?” and mingyu as the sweetheart/ himbo he is, complied. “my turn now” yn says, his hands roaming around mingyu’s wide back. at first it was good for mingyu but then it turned into something more… erotic?, “y-yn what are you doing?” he asks when the other’s hands start to grope his wet soapy chest. yn’s hands went up and down, grabbing a handful of those muscle tits that bounce every time yn’s hands went up. his fingers massaged those pretty perky nipples “it’s like they were made for me to use, don’t you think?” yn whispers sexily to mingyu’s ears, “yn i- i don’t know but i want more.. hngh!”, “such a good boy you are gyu” yn licks a stripe on the back of his neck.

“fuck yes, keep it like that” yn growls in pleasure, he finally is fucking those magnificent tits he always dreamt of, “harder?” mingyu asks, “yes please” yn replies. mingyu squeezed his chest harder than before to create more friction for yn’s dick that was aching red, begging to release but thankfully mingyu’s tits and his pretty mouth sucking the tip of it helped to relieve it a bit. “fuck mingyu i’m so close”, yn’s sloppy titfuck ended with him releasing all his pent up cum in a bit spurt that painted mingyu’s face and chest in white, “fuck -ahhh-” yn pants, “you look godly like this” he praises mingyu after helping him stand up, “i hope i can see you like this more often”, “mhmm” migyu nods while cleaning himself, “good boy” and with a kiss they both sealed what it looks like a deal.

mingi:

“1 out of 3” yn blurted out while walking towards the gym in where mingi works out, let’s say yn didn’t know much about how those fancy gym devices work or in what posture he has to sit or stand so his back won’t get hurt in the process so naturally one of the veteran gym users came to help and luckily it was the song mingi “hey bro, are you new here?”, curiosity laced on his words, “ahh yeah bro hehe” yn pretends to be flustered, “you need help?” mingi offers his help and without thinking about it yn accepts quickly. days passed and a friendship blossomed between them, and that’s when the ‘bro jokes’ started with mingi sometimes pinching yn’s nipples through the shirt’s fabric but yn didn’t stayed behind and did the same to mingi, his hard nipples peeking through the tight compression shirt made them easy to spot and pinch but these type of jokes just escalated quickly into more pervy things, whenever mingi sees yn he slaps his butt or straight up grabs his bulge so it was natural that he wanted to get his payback. once again in a shower setting, this time in the gym, but they were so used to treat each other like that, that there’s no surprise they showered together, a certain homoerotic atmosphere always forming around them when they are together, the tension grew uncontrollably until yn decided to break it the best way he could think.

immediately afterwards he just kissed mingi and played with his nipples, after minutes of making out yn went down leaving a trail of kisses until he finally reached the other’s chest, carefully he bit the hard nipple while still playing with the other. his tongue swirled on the bud leaving it all slobbery, “fuck yn you know how to work with that tongue” mingi moaned, one of his hands going down to stroke his throbbing shaft. they kept going, giving into his carnal desires not caring that they’re in a public space and that someone could catch them.

the water going down their bodies wasn’t enough to calm the heat they were feeling, mingi with no warming pushed yn’s face in between his chest wanting to feel more of that tongue, “you better leave them nice and puffy or else i would revoke your walking privileges” this threat instead of making him afraid just made his hole pulsate in joy but that’s not what he wants today, “i have a better idea” yn pushes mingi to his kness and position his dick in between them, “be a good bitch and squeeze them for me” yn demanded and made mingi smile, “as you wish sir”. the titfucking session continued until they both came, their sticky juices covering the floor and mingi’s face, “come clean it hoe” mingi grabbed yn by the back of his neck and forced him to lick his face clean of cum, “next time the fucking won’t be on my chest but your ass so you better prepare it” with a last spank he lefts the shower withan exciting yn sighing cheerfully “2 out of 3”.

jeno:

it wasn’t hard for yn to flirt with jeno, after all he’s known as the campus playboy who flirt with whoever he wanted butin one of those flirts yn, as the big chest obsessed he is, flicked his finger on one of jeno’s nipples. yn laughed but jeno didn’t, thinking he fucked hiss opportunity up he turned his head to where jeno was sitting just to see his face flushed and his eyes teary, “what-” he asked to himself then something clicked. “your nipples are sensitive?” he asked and jeno nodded holding back a whimper, “i put tape on them but it seems it don’t work” he explains, “let’s go” a flushed yn grabbed his hand and guided him towards his room, ‘fuck! fuck! fuck! fuck! sensitive nipples holy fuckkk!!!’ his mind went wild, this time he didn’t try to persuade him like the other he just went straight to business. when he closed the door, yn pushed jeno against it and kissed him, a surprised grimace appear on jeno’s face, what was happening now and why is he giving in?, the answer was easy, yn was toying with his nipples so the overstimulation hit him way faster than it should, his brain turning into a pulp of lust. “you’re so fucking hot lee jeno” yn slapped his hard cock on his chest and brushed the swollen nipples with his precum covered tip, “i wonder how would you looked covered in my spooge”, he continued to drag his cock across the chest, “what do you think hmm?” jeno who was already jerking off agreed, “but only if i get to do the same with you” and yn nodded.

he poured some lube stored in one of yn’s drawers, leaving his cock and jeno’s toned body glistening and sloppy, “perfect” he starts to thrust but this time jeno used one of his hands to press his chest together and put the other hand on top of yn’s dick so in that way he can get a more pleasurable friction and therefore cumming faster than he should, yn played dirty with jeno, brushing his nipples from time to time to make him moan and cum fast too but jeno didn’t stayed behind, he took advantage of the thrustings to spit on it, “you bitch, you’re making it more slippery on purpose” yn complains,”and you’re trying to make me more needy by touching my fucking nipples”. “smart boy” yn mocks just to proceed and pinch the other’s buds and pull them as hard as he could. jeno emitted a guttural moan, cumming instantly, soaking his underwear that was rolled down his shaft, just covering his balls.

he leaned against the door, feeling defeated but horny, the immense pleasure leaving him dumb at this point, “be a nice pair of tits now and let me cum, yeah?” yn mocked and resumed the titfucking. when he was about to cum he lined his cock right above jeno’s face, threads of gooey spooge falling on the other’s face, rolling down to his chest and landing on his chest. “nicee” he sighed, trying to catch his breath but when he turns around he fell to the floor, jeno had pushed him and then sat on his chest, “you agreed i get to do the same to you, but i change my mind”, “whahh-” yn didn’t get to finish his question when jeno’s dick entered his mouth and as if his mouth was a fleshlight jeno fucked it until he got his throat flooded in cum, “swallow it all or i won’t pull out” tears pooling on yn’s eyes who was starting to cough some droplets of it, he swallowed the load little by little until his throat was completely unclogged of cum, “good boy” jeno smirked and slapped yn’s cheek who sits up quickly to cough, “don’t break your deals next time or it will be worse” jeno then leaves, leaving a bewildered yn by how he turned from a needy tit sensitive fucker to a dom one so quickly.

after all those three encounters yn now has a titfucking schedule, assigning days to each one of them to go and fuck their chests but it didn’t stopped there, now some fucking were added to the mix, yn gets to fuck them or they fucked him but anything just to touch those glorious manboobs each one of them has, “this is a fucking paradise” yn exclaims while being surrounded by three pairs of big bouncy tits.

[junjiie]

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[niki-phoria]

oh, 내 달이 떠오를 때 / 너의 태양이 떠 같은 하늘 아래

MARK LEE sighs quietly. his eyes flutter closed as he leans his head against your thighs, all but collapsing against your body. a peaceful silence fills your apartment, filled with nothing but the quiet hum of your air conditioner. 

“your hair is getting so long,” you murmur. the strands twist around your fingertips effortlessly. the shortest strands fall away from your fingertips the fastest. they make mark flinch when they brush against his cheekbone. despite the years of consistent bleaching and hair dye, the ends still manage to feel soft. “you’ll be able to put it in a ponytail soon.”

“yeah?” mark chuckles quietly, his voice muffled slightly. he twists slightly to lay on his back. he glances up at you with flushed cheeks and a soft, fond smile. “do you like it, baby?”

“i love it.” you brush mark’s bangs away from his face. leaning down, you press a chaste kiss against his forehead. giggles erupt out of the man below you, making you chuckle in return. your hands cup his cheeks, gently brushing against his soft skin. “i love you.”

another sigh escapes him when your nails massage against mark’s scalp. the lingering tension in his shoulders slowly begins to dissipate beneath your touch; the stress of his day slowly forgotten with each passing moment. 

mark smiles brightly. he catches your wrist in his hand, pressing a kiss against the back of your knuckles. “i love you too.”

notes: apologies for disappearing again i got sick lmao, trying a new format for shorter fics, ponytail mark my beloved <33, haven't written for nct in forever but i'm in love with mark so here we are, title from nct 127 - sun & moon

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[suunani]

color me yours ( na jaemin )

▍ jaemin made your tattooed arm his canvas.

content : 1200 words, male reader, added member!reader, fluff fluff and fluff again, reader is tattooed, not so bestfriend!jaemin, requested here <3

all you could hear was the faint hum of music coming from the speaker on your desk.

you were sprawled on your bed, one arm propped behind your head, while jaemin sat comfortably between your legs, leaning back against your chest.

his phone was perched in one hand, the screen casting soft light over his face as you both read the comments flooding in from your instagram live.

this wasn’t planned — jaemin had suggested it after dinner, claiming the fans hadn’t seen you in a while. you’d agreed without much resistance, too used to going along with whatever jaemin wanted.

now here you were, your arm resting loosely around his waist, your thumb brushing idle circles against the hem of his hoodie. it wasn’t intentional, not really, just something you did when he was close to you, a quiet reassurance that he was right there.

“hyung, someone asked who takes longer to get ready in the morning,” jaemin said, his tone light as he glanced over his shoulder at you.

“do we even need to answer that?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

jaemin tilted his head, his expression amused. “why? you think it’s me?”

“i know it’s you,” you replied, a soft smirk tugging at the corner of your lips.

the fans was eating everything up, of course. the chat was a constant stream of comments. jaemin scrolled through the messages, laughing softly at their reactions.

“they’re so dramatic,” he muttered, though the small smile on his face betrayed how much he secretly enjoyed the attention.

“let them be,” you said, your voice low.

you glanced at the screen briefly, catching a comment about how comfortable you looked together. it made your smirk soften into something quieter.

the two of you spent the next few minutes answering random questions, your responses blending into easy banter. jaemin had a way of making even banal topics entertaining, his voice light and expressive as he read off comments and shared his thoughts.

you mostly listened, occasionally chiming in with a teasing remark or a deep laugh that made jaemin glance back at you with that little smile of his.

at some point, an idea struck you.

“yah.”

jaemin turned his head slightly, curious. “what?”

“there’s this trend i saw earlier,” you began, your tone casual as you reached for your phone. “people are coloring their tattoos with markers. i thought it might be fun if you did mine.”

jaemin blinked at you, then tilted his head, his lips curling into a small smile.

“you want me to do it?”

you shrugged, keeping your expression neutral.

“why not? you’re always messing with them anyway.”

he rolled his eyes, but the way his smile grew gave him away.

“fine,” he said, scooting off your lap to grab a pack of markers from his desk.

he returned quickly, sitting cross-legged on the bed in front of you.

“this is gonna be amazing,” he said, already uncapping a bright blue marker.

you extended your arm toward him, resting it on his knee as he leaned in to inspect the ink. he hesitated for a moment, his fingers brushing lightly over the designs.

“your tattoos are really nice,” he said quietly, his tone uncharacteristically serious.

you didn’t respond right away, watching him as he traced one of the lines with his finger.

there was something about the way he looked at your arm — focused, thoughtful — that made your chest feel oddly warm.

“thanks,” you said finally, your voice softer than usual.

jaemin didn’t look up, already immersed in his task.

he started with the blue marker, carefully filling in the edges of one design. his brow furrowed slightly as he worked, and you caught yourself watching him, not the tattoos, but him.

his lashes were long, casting delicate shadows on his cheeks under the dim light. his lips were pursed slightly, the faintest hint of concentration softening his expression.

you wanted to say something, maybe tease him about how serious he looked, but the words caught in your throat. instead, you just sat there, letting yourself admire the moment.

“you’re staring,” jaemin said after a while, his tone light but knowing.

your ears warmed, but you kept your expression neutral.

“just making sure you don’t mess it up,” you said smoothly.

jaemin snorted, shaking his head. “please, i’m an artist. have some faith.”

you chuckled softly, leaning back against the headboard.

the chat was going wild again, but you barely registered it. your focus was entirely on him — on the way his fingers moved over your skin, on the way he tilted his head slightly when he was pleased with his work.

he switched to an orange marker, his fingers trailing over the design for a moment before adding color.

“i think this one’s my favorite,” he said, his voice quieter now. “the way it curves here…”

he traced the shape lightly with his fingertip before continuing.

“you sound like an art critic,” you said, though your voice lacked its usual teasing edge.

jaemin smiled faintly, not looking up. “maybe i missed my calling.”

the moment stretched out, easy and comfortable.

your hand found its way back to his knee, a subtle anchor as you watched him.

you noticed the little things — the way his hair fell messily across his forehead, the way his lips twitched into a tiny smile when he was satisfied with a section, the way he hummed under his breath without realizing it.

“done,” he announced eventually, sitting back to admire his work.

your arm was a colorful mosaic of patterns and shapes, his touch adding a playful energy to the designs.

you glanced down, then back up at him.

“not bad,” you said, keeping your tone light.

“not bad?” he repeated, raising an eyebrow.

you smirked, pulling him back toward you so he was leaning against your chest again.

“okay, it’s really great. you happy now?”

jaemin laughed softly, settling into your arms without hesitation.

“yeah,” he said, his tone smug but warm.

your hand rested on his waist again, your thumb brushing against the soft fabric of his hoodie as the two of you glanced at the screen.

the fans were losing it, of course, but for once, their excitement felt like background noise.

jaemin reached up to swipe a strand of hair out of his face, and you caught yourself staring again. he was glowing, his cheeks slightly flushed from the warmth of the room, his eyes bright with quiet pride.

you didn’t say anything, but your grip on his waist tightened just slightly.

“stop looking at me like that,” jaemin muttered, though his tone held no real annoyance.

“like what?”

“like you’re about to say something embarrassing.”

you let out a soft laugh, resting your chin on his shoulder.

“i’m not saying anything.”

“good,” he murmured, but he didn’t pull away.

the two of you stayed like that for a while longer, the live continuing in the background, but your world felt smaller somehow. quieter.

just the two of you, sharing space in the way only you knew how.

[jaeyong-sucker]

christmas gift

pairing: lee jeno x male reader

genre: smut and fluff (?)

warnings: unprotected sex, rough sex, blowjobs, face fucking, anilingus, posssessiveness, breeding, voyeurism, vibrators, mirror sex, cum and saliva play

note: not proofread... i just wanted to write something for the christmas season... i'm still cringy in writing dialogues and fluff so please cut me some slack... please forgive the rusty writing... still, merry christmas and happy holidays!

For more than a decade, it has been a tradition for you and your neighbor's families to celebrate Christmas together. What started out as a simple gesture of gratitude to your neighbor for showing your family around town when you moved in years ago flourished into a deep bond that reaches its peak every Christmas. Thanks to your neighbor’s family, you were able to have someone who you spent your elementary and highschool days with. Someone who has witnessed you lose a tooth and have your first crush. He was also the first one to know about your first erection and nocturnal emissions as well as your identity as a gay person. Eyes formed into crescents and nose scrunched, he embraced you as he whispers back that he's gay. That was just the start of your freaky experiments and adventures from being each other's first kiss to jerking each other's dicks. Today wasn't any different, although maybe a bit freakier.

The moment you were done cleaning up the whole place (your families celebrated in Jeno's house and you decided to stay for the night), and probably done with Jeno playing with the vibrator stuck up in your ass throughout the WHOLE celebration, you quickly grabbed Jeno into his room, almost crushing your eardrums from the ear-splitting bang from closing the door. Jeno's smirk grew wider upon seeing your well put-up personality in the celebration earlier melt down into this messed up spirit, desperate to fulfill your carnal desires.

“Mmmhh, Jeno.”

“You were so unbothered a while ago. I'm impressed.” Jeno utters as he watches you hump yourself over his crotch. Leaning back as he is seated on the edge of his bed, he rolls his hips upwards, providing friction to your crotches, pulling long, delicious moans from your mouths.

“Shut up,” you scoff, landing a slap on his exposed chest. “If only there were no one else around, I would've fucked you already,” you talk back, slipping your dress shirt off as you lean back and admire Jeno's body. He looks so innocent and put-together as if he isn't the root of your desires to fuck with him on the spot. With the top of his dress shirt unbuttoned on purpose, almost half of his toned chest and the top of his upper abs are completely exposed. If you were an Omega you'd surely be washed over by a huge wave of heat and might be begging for Jeno to breed you and fill your hole with his pups.

While you were classy in the celebration, you were a fucked out mess in the bedroom to Jeno's delight. You're almost heated, sweaty, and nakedㅡyour lace panties left nothing to the imaginationㅡ while Jeno doesn't even look as troubled as you are. His hair still kempt and his ironed clothes are still on, prolonging the teasing from that stupid vibrator earlier in the occasion.

Jeno remains still, delightfully watching you rub your crotch against his with much desperation and want. His palms reach down to cup both globes of your ass cheeks before squeezing them in a painfully slow pace. Still unsatisfied at how messed up you are already, he plays with your puckered hole with one finger, pressing against the vibrator poking your prostate, making you shudder sensitively at his salacious touches. In response, you slam your lips against his, sucking his lips and tongue before moving to his neck. You dig your teeth before sucking in that spot you know and love so, so well, pulling a chain of deep moans from Jeno. As you leave a mark, Jeno (who probably couldn't hold his unbothered persona) throws you to the bed before taking off his clothes in a heated fashion.

“I’ve been waiting so long for this, baby,” he utters in a low voice as he gets on his knees before moving closer to your face. He taps his erect, veiny, leaking cock on your lips with a knowing smirk on his face. Not needing a verbal command, you quickly took Jeno's cock inside your mouth before bobbing your head on it. Being an expert at sucking his cock, you knew all the ways to capture Jeno's bliss whenever you give him a blowjob. You knew how to take his huge cock down your throat while tonguing on every vein and nook that makes him want to bury his cock deeper into your throat.

“Fuck, good boy,” he moans gutturally, throwing his head back before reaching for your hair. He gives your hair a few strokes before rolling his hips, thrusting into your mouth. His praise churning butterflies in your stomach, you upped his pleasure by sucking on his tip and tonguing on the frenulum. The action immediately aroused Jeno as you feel his grip on your hair tighten, and his cock harden while beads of sweat form all over his body. Pushing it even further, you cups Jeno's balls with your hands and damn were they heavy. Jeno rarely touches himself since he only enjoys it when he's around you. Thank god his college schedule is so busy and you're surely up for a huge explosion of cum tonight.

Moaning louder and wilder (he pays no mind since his walls are soundproof), he pulls out before laying on his back. You quickly hoisted yourself on top of him with your ass on Jeno's face before returning to sucking his angry cock. He reaches for his phone to put the vibrator to a high setting before landing a kiss on your puckered rim. Immediately, the vibrations send zaps of pleasure all over your body. With the vibrator hitting your prostate deliciously, you tremble as you suck Jeno's cock more urgently, lapping on the forming beads of precum over his slit.

“J-Jeno, fuck it feels so good,” you squeal as Jeno plays with your rim as he takes the entirety of your dick inside his mouth. He expertly takes all of your cock that it reaches the back of his throat (he sucked you off far more than you gave him blowjobs), humming and moaning loudly around your already sensitive dick, causing you to moan sluttilly. His one hand stretches your hole while the other gave your hanging balls the sweetest massages. Jeno just sucks you so good that all you could do is moan and squeal at every action he does that you neglect his throbbing cock, which gets harder and wetter as you moan more for him.

“Feels good baby? Tell daddy how it feels, come on.” He lands a slap on your thick ass cheek before burying his face inside your ass. He languidly inserts his tongue before lapping on the sweetest nooks and crannies, while jerking off your dick. The vibrator gets set into its maximum, sending your mind into haywire.

“Fuck, it feels so good!” “You’re so good, daddy!” “Shit, daddy, I want more!”

Jeno's cock hardens and leaks angrily as you sluttilly moan out at his actions. He smirks as he eats you out harder and thrusts the vibrator into your prostate while jerking off your tip with his thumb circling on your leaking slit.

“Fuck, you taste so fucking sweet,” he groans in pleasure as he spits on your puckered hole. Drool covering his lips, he spanks your thick ass once again before eating you out harder like a starved animal. The pleasure from the vibrator sweetly hitting your prostate and Jeno eating you out while deliciously jerking your dick is so intense that all you do is moan and irresistibly thrust into his hand. The room already smells like sweat and you know you're barely halfway with Jeno.

“Shit, daddy, I'm cumming!” You squeal wantonly as you squirt uncontrollably over Jeno's torso. Smirking, Jeno jerks you off harder and faster, intensifying your release that you squirt out more fluids that soiled Jeno's sheets. “Daddy, it feels so good,” you tear up as you hump Jeno's abs, seeking for friction. Not even taking the time to recover, you face Jeno and straddle his lap before kissing him messily. Jeno immediately reciprocates, pulling you closer by the neck before kissing back lusciously. He sits up, wrapping you in his arms as he kisses you deeper, taking control with his tongue swirling with yours and your lips rhythmically moving, satisfying and fueling your lust at the same time. You wrap your legs around Jeno's waist while your hands find their way to his broad muscled shoulders and back. As if on cue, Jeno grinds his aching erection against yours. He moans as your cocks grind against each other, releasung spurts of sticky precum.

Moaning, Jeno smoothly moves from your lips to your neck before kissing and sucking on the sensitive region. He bites and leaves multiple marks that'll probably fade in a week or two. But you didn't mind. Everything Jeno does is just sinfully pleasing that you sqeual and tug on his hair as he thrusts the vibrator deeper and harder inside you while inserting four fingers to stretch out your needy hole. Jeno has fingered you and jerked you off for so long that you forgot when you last felt the sensation of his cock inside you. College is a bastard.

“J-Jeno, put it in please,” you whimper shakily against his lips. You pull him off from your neck as you look at him needily. “I want you to fuck me now, please,” you plead as you grind your ass against his hard cock. He doesn't say a word.

“Mmmhh,” he moans deeply, leaning back from the friction caused by your ass cheeks gratifyingly brushing against his huge length. He closes his eyes and moans, grinding his cock deliberately against your rim to tease you.

“Jeno, please,” you whimper, planting pecks on his lips and neck. “You want this, too, right, daddy?” He leans forward, sucking on your nipples while grinding harder on your ass. “Let’s fuck now, please, daddy.”

Daddy. The word that scratches Jeno's horny brain in the right places. The mention of the word made him pull out the vibrator before lifting your hips, hole just right above his head before generously lubing his cock. Gently, he helps you sink down his tall, thick length. Immediately, you place your hand on his shoulders for leverage. Damn it, the stretching earlier wasn't enough to take his humongous length.

“Take your time, baby,” he whispers before pecking your lips. “We’ll go according to your own pace,” he whispers again, before making out with you passionately with his hands gently guiding your hips. Moaning nonstop, you plant your lips on his before kissing ardently as you slowly take Jeno's whole cock. As you kiss, you roam your hands over Jeno's firm, sculpted chest, giving them tender squeezes before touching his chiseled six-pack abs and well-defined biceps. Jeno delightfully moans, already deep in pleasure as his whole cock gets buried inside your warmth. He wraps his arms around you, pulling away as he moans into your ear. He slightly rolls his hips, burying his cock deeper inside you, pulling a chain of blissed out moans from Jeno.

He pecks your lips oncd again before looking at your tenderly.

“I love you.” He confesses before pecking your lips once again.

“I love you, too.” You reply, tears welling in your eyes, with your chest filling with warmth.

Your lips meet once again, now tender and affectionate compared to your previous ones that were rushed and fiery. Jeno pulls you closer by your nape, moaning as he kisses you lovingly. You grind against each other, touching each other's bodies out of warmth and adoration, equally receiving warmth deeper than physical pleasures. You trace Jeno's muscles, tenderly memorizing every detail of muscle while he lovingly touches your thick thighs and love handlesㅡwhich you’re deeply insecure of.

Pulling away from the breathtaking kiss, you press your forehead to Jeno's before pecking his lips. “Make love to me,” you whisper against his lips to which he responds immediately by gently thrusting his hips up, his tip hitting your prostate perfectly. He holds you by your hips, doing all the work as he plants his feet on the bed to leverage his thrusts. Jeno thrusts at a moderate pace while kissing your neck lovingly.

“How does it feel, baby,” he asks tenderly as he pecks your lips.

“I love it, daddy,” you squeal, digging your nails into Jeno's shoulders. “I wanna be under you.”

Gently, Jeno lays you on your back before lubing his cock once again. He inserts his cock inside your needy hole before moderately pounding into you.

“You are so beautiful, baby,” Jeno shakily moans between thrusts. “God, I can't believe I have you,” he cups your face before pecking your lips. “You’re so fucking perfect, fuck,” he moans as he thrusts slightly faster and deeper in your warm walls. Jeno was already great in fucking you but his words just make you more aroused at the moment, with his loving, piercing gaze making you wetter with more precum leaking out of your dick.

“Feel good, baby,” he asks. “Because you make me feel so, so fucking good, love” he deeply groans before reaching your hand tightly gripping the sheets before lacing his fingers with yours.

“Y-Yes, Jeno, it feels so good!” You whimper, arching your back, reacting to Jeno thrusting his thick cock deeper inside you. “You always know how to make me feel good,” you moan loudly as you look at him with your blissed out expression. “Fuck me faster please! I wanna see ourselves in the mirror!” You squeal, clenching tightly around Jeno's hard length.

Louder moans erupted from Jeno's throat as he positions you on all fours facing the full length mirror in front of his bed. “Fuck, this is so hot, babe,” he moans as he taps his cock on your rim before entering. You both moan at the sweet penetration that Jeno pulls you up, close to his body that you feel his muscular torso and abs from behind. “I love you so much,” he moans as before making out with you lovingly, while gently grinding his cock against your prostate. You kiss back eagerly, grinding back, meeting his soft thrusts, eliciting blissed out moans from the both of you.

While making out, Jeno thrusts faster and harder, reaching deeper inside your tight hole. You both pull away, moaning shamelessly in bliss as waves of pleasure travels throughout your sensitive bodies. After leaving a hickey on your neck, Jeno instructs you to look into the mirror, to which you immediately comply.

“We look hot, don't we?” He asks, nibbling your ears while playing with your taut nipples. You moan sweetly, taking in the sinful yet pleasing moving image in the mirror, apart from Jeno's thrusts increasing in pace and intensity. You couldn't help but lick your lips and drool at the sight in front of you. You and Jeno, perfectly paired for each other. Just as you thought what you saw in the mirror got you heated enough, Jeno smirks before inserting fingers in your mouth while his other hand reaches for your leaking dick before giving it lascivious pumps.

“Fuck, baby, how could you be so tight?” Jeno grunts into your ears as he drills your hole deeper. “This feels so perfect, like we're having sex for the first time,” he moans, reaching a new depth manifested by a bulge in your stomach. The sight is just dirty. Jeno fucking you wildly from behind with his fingers in your mouth and his hand jerks off your dick. You looking like a completely whored up slut, jolting from Jeno's actions and pulling his hair from extreme arousal. Sweat drips from your temples to your torsos, basically coating your bodies.

“Daddy, I wanna ride you, please!” You squeal sluttilly, to which Jeno responds by sitting on the edge of the bed with his cock still inside you. “Wanna make you feel good,” you whimper as you prop yourself over Jeno while still facing the mirror. Planting your feet on the bed, you swiftly slide down all over Jeno's length, bouncing immediately over his cock. Loud, lascivious moans erupted from your throats, not caring if anyone could hear you.

“Daddy, you're so fucking big!” You squeal with your hole tightly clenched around Jeno's throbbing, leaking length. His huge dick just stretches you everytime he penetrates you. His cock just perfectly hits all the right nooks and crevices of your tight hole and you think you will never be used to Jeno's length. Fucking yourself into his huge cock always feels like your first time being penetrated by him. It's like him claiming your virginity in every fucking session you have.

“Daddy, you're so deep inside me! I can feel it in my stomach!” You both moan upon seeing your stomach being bulged by Jeno's huge cock in the mirror. Not able to keep his hands to himself, Jeno again jerks for your dick with one hand, while the other reaches for your neck, giving it a moderate squeeze as you ride him wildly.

“You’re so fucking beautiful riding my cock like this, baby,” he moans, jerking your sensitive dick faster. “You’re such a good boy, making his daddy feel so fucking good,” he utters, nibbling your earlobe before kissing your neck.

He meets your gaze in the mirror. “Who’s my good boy,” he seductively asks, thrusting his cock deeply once. Too caught up in pleasure, you sob in sweet bliss, bouncing harder and faster, impaling your hole, stabbing your prostate with Jeno's large cock, creating nasty sounds of your skins slapping that it echoes across the room with your ragged breathing and lascivious moans. You throw your head back, unable to bounce on his cock, prompting Jeno to lift you by your legs and thrusting upwards, abusing your prostate with his unforgiving thrusts.

“You are fucking mine, baby,” he growls, spanking your ass harshly, probably leaving a handprint. “You are only mine, bitch, yes?!” He grunts, pummeling into your hole deeper and faster than he has ever been. You could only moan from pleasure and hold on tightly on his shoulders. Jeno smirks at the sight of you moaning dumbly, uttering incoherent phrases brought by him fucking you deliciously.

He presses you to the wall before thrusting upwards relentlessly. In response, you wraps your legs tightly around his waist, securing his deep, animalistic thrusts. Growling, he buries his head to your neck before kissing, licking, biting, and adding a new set of marks from your neck to your shoulders and chest. He doesn't care if it'll fade or not. It's him marking his possession.

“Who’s your daddy,” he asks, gazing at you intensely. His gaze leaves you weak and melting from his actions. Too aroused to even speak, you close your eyes and throw your head back to let Jeno use you and fuck you relentlessly. Before you could even throw your head back, Jeno grabs you by the jaw, making you meet his now more intense gaze.

“I said, who's your fucking daddy?! Answer me, dumb bitch!” He growls, wrapping a hand around your neck.

“I-It’s you!” You manage to whimper. “You, Jeno! You are my daddy!” You were practically screaming, your squeals probably penetrating the soundproof wall or even heard by the other neighbors. You couldn't care less. Jeno just confessed his love to you and fucking you wildly like a beast.

“That’s right, dumb slut,” he scoffs, landing a soft slap on your cheek. “You belong to me as much as I belong to you, right? Put that in your fucking head.” He growls before throwing you back into the bed.

He hovers on top of you, putting your legs over his broad shoulders before returning to drilling your abused hole. You squeal shamelessly while he grunts louder, the volume of the sounds of bliss growing louder as you approach your climax.

“Are you cumming,” Jeno shakily asks, noticing your leaking dick twitching. His thrusts are not as fast and deep and hard. He grunts, his thrusts becoming inconsistent.

“Yea, cumming!” You squeal, trembling as your orgasm arrives, hitting you hard like a truck. Thick ribbons of cum spurted from your dick. Shuddering, you came messily between your bodies. Your cum coated your and Jeno's torso’s with some even reaching Jeno's face.

Jeno grunts harder and louder, moaning against your lips as he finally explodes his release inside your tight, warm walls. Trembling from his hard orgasm, he presses his lips against yours, making out with you messily with drool and cum all over your lips. He cums generously, flooding your hole with his hot, sticky cum. He moans and whines into the kiss, as he becomes sensitive with the continuous ejaculation of his cum that a lot of it even leaks out of your pink hole. He reaches for your hand and laces your fingers together as you sloppily make out while recovering from your tremendous orgasms. 

Once everything got stable, Jeno pulls away from the kiss, landing another peck on your lips before slowly pulling his sensitive cock out of your hole. He hisses, glans still sensitive from the earlier orgasm, as he jerks off the last contents of his balls. Jeno leans down, burying his head in your cum-filled ass before lapping at and slurping all of his hot cum and licking your hole clean before licking your release all over your body before leaning back towards you for another kiss. 

He moans as he plays with the mixed semen and mixes it with his saliva before transferring it to you in the kiss. He inserts his tongue in your mouth, ensuring you suck all the remnants of saliva and cum from him. Jeno pulls away, landing a peck on your lips and a kiss on your forehead before laying beside you. 

You pull his arm, laying his bicep down the bed before using it as a pillow. With his free arm, Jeno holds you close by the waist before he lays on his side. He plants a kiss on the back of your head, making a sound of contentment before locking his feet with yours. 

“How are you, baby?” He asks softly, caressing your body gently. 

“Happy,” you smile, “although a bit sore.” “But I am happy nonetheless.” You scoot closer, feeling more of Jeno's warmth, while watching the starry sky through his glass wall overlooking the neighborhood. 

“What I said earlier, I meant it, baby. I love you and I want to be your boyfriend.” He whispers sincerely. You turn around to face him and see an equally sincere expression on his face. 

“I meant what I said too, love. I was just waiting for you to say it first.” You answer back, landing a peck on his lips. “Actually, I have already known for a long time. I was just waiting for you to say it.” You kiss Jeno on the forehead, making him blush and flustered, a rare moment for Jeno. 

“I didn't know when to say it. I guess I said it the way I didn't expect.” He giggles, flustered. “But really, I love you so much, Y/N.” 

“I love you so, so much, too, Jeno.” You give him another forehead kiss, which he enjoys. 

“Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou,” he pulls you close, planting kisses all over your face. 

“There. Treat your boyfriend with kisses and cuddles after fucking him like a wild rabbit a while ago.” You utter, acting sassily. 

He pulls away, sighing and smiling in contentment. “What a perfect Christmas present. A boyfriend.”

He sits both of you up before straddling your waist. “I love you,” he smiles, eyes formed into crescents before leaning in for a short make out. 

“Actually, I have another wish for Christmas,” he whispers, eyes forming into that of a puppy’s, acting cute which he rarely does. 

“And what is it, handsome?” You grin, pretending you don't know of this secret of his. 

“I want you to top me,” he says with puppy eyes without a hint of shyness or reservation. “Please?” He asks, like a good boy. 

You land a spank on his firm buttocks. “Get on all fours now.” 

Like a happy puppy wagging his tail, he eagerly gets into said position, ready to obey your next command. 

Boy, this'll be a night for the both of you. 

It'll also be a night for Jeno's gym buddy, named Jaemin,  living across the street, who just came from watching you from his window. 

[myscenic]

Pairing: na jaemin x male reader

Genre: college au, smut

Warnings: top!jaemin btm!reader, jaemin is a jerk lol, swearing, protected sex, using a vibrator, public sex

Word Count: 3.9k

Synopsis: jaemin has been annoying y/n non stop for the past few months since they became roommates. one day, jaemin came up to y/n and asked him to play a game, if y/n wins, he's not gonna bother him anymore, if he wins y/n has to do anything he say.

🃁 Note: i had this idea for months and now I'm writing it. kinda not proofread cuz i wrote it in one go so there might be some mistakes, hope u don't mind :)

y/n sighed as he closed his locker. it had only been two months into his first year of college and he was already exhausted. his roommate jaemin was much too hyper and social for y/n's liking. while most found jaemin's constant cheerful attitude endearing, y/n found it extremely draining.

all he wanted was some peace and quiet to study, but it seemed like jaemin was always barging into their dorm room with his loud friends in tow. they would play music, laugh loudly, and generally disrupt y/n's studying. he had tried talking to jaemin about respecting his study time but it never seemed to stick.

it was just morning but y/n felt that he already had a long day. he just wanted to go back to his dorm and rest on his bed with his headphones on. but he couldn't because he still had five classes left until school is out.

y/n was about to walk and get to the history classroom but he saw someone coming up to him, of course it was jaemin. y/n internally groaned, preparing for yet another annoying interruption. as he walked passed, jaemin skipped in front of him, blocking his path.

"yah, y/n! don't leave so fast," jaemin said, still beaming.

y/n sighed, "what do you want?"

"aww don't be like that, i just wanted to walk with you." jaemin pouted.

against his better judgement, y/n found himself pausing. "fine, but make it quick."

“let's play a game!” jaemin said.

“I don't have time for games jaemin." y/n rolled his eyes.

“please!!!!” jaemin begged while shaking y/n.

“fine! you're so annoying.” y/n stopped jaemin

jaemin's grin widened. "we'll play rock paper scissors. best two out of three. if you win, i'll leave you alone to study in peace from now on. but if i win..." he trailed off mysteriously.

“if you win, i'll have to do anything you say?" y/n finished for him with a sigh.

he knew accepting such an open ended condition was risky with jaemin, but part of him was desperate for some quiet study time free of interruptions. it was worth the gamble if it meant finally having the dorm to himself.

"alright, you're on." y/n stuck out his fist. "rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

their fists blurred as they each threw their choice. y/n's paper smashed jaemin's rock. "one for me," y/n said triumphantly.

jaemin pouted briefly before regaining his grin. "lucky shot. don't get too comfortable yet!"

they played again, this time jaemin throwing scissors to slice through y/n's paper. "tie!"

y/n studied jaemin's face, trying to anticipate his move. but jaemin's expression gave nothing away. they counted down together and revealed their final choices.

to y/n's dismay, jaemin's rock beat his scissors. "looks like i win," Jaemin sang, throwing an arm back around y/n's shoulders.

y/n sighed in defeat. "alright, you got me. i have to do what you say for winning the bet. just nothing too crazy, okay?"

jaemin's smirk grew wider as he pulled something out of his pocket. y/n's eyes widened in shock as he realized what it was - a vibrator. his was stunned.

jaemin's voice dripped with innocence as he held the vibrator up. "put this inside you for a day!" he said, his words laced with a sinister undertone.

y/n's face flushed with anger. "no fucking way i'm doing that, you perv!" he spat.

jaemin's grin only widened. "oh come on, y/n," he taunted. "you made a promise, didn't you? and you know what happens when you lose a bet."

y/n clenched his fists, his frustration boiling over. he couldn't believe he had fallen into jaemin's trap.

"fine," y/n muttered under his breath, his voice laced with irritation. "i’ll do it, but don't think i’m enjoying this."

jaemin's eyes widened in surprise. "well, well, y/n," he chuckled. "looks like you finally came to your senses."

y/n shot him a glare, his eyebrows knitted together in defiance. "don't get too comfortable," he warned, his voice dripping with venom. "this doesn't mean you've won."

with those words hanging in the air, y/n slammed the bathroom door shut, his heart pounding in his chest. he couldn't believe he was actually going through with this, but he had made a promise, and as much as it pained him, he intended to keep it.

inside the bathroom, y/n took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart and calm his nerves. he regarded the vibrator in his hand, his thoughts consumed by a mix of trepidation and a stubborn determination not to let jaemin have the satisfaction of breaking him.

he unzipped his jeans, the sound echoing through the quiet bathroom, and with a mixture of hesitation and resignation, pulled them down, exposing his legs. the room felt suffocating, the air heavy with a sense of anticipation and discomfort.

he found himself unable to tear his gaze away from the vibrator, its sleek, smooth surface glinting under the harsh bathroom lights.

as he positioned himself on the edge of the cold porcelain sink, y/n's thoughts raced, a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. he couldn't deny the tingling sensation that coursed through his body, a strange mix of apprehension and curiosity.

with a trembling hand, y/n brought the vibrator closer to his exposed entrance, his breath hitching in his throat. the room seemed to grow quieter, the sound of his own heartbeat filling his ears. he closed his eyes, trying to drown out the world around him.

and then, with a mix of determination and resignation, y/n slowly inserted the vibrator, his body tensing as it filled him. the feeling was strange and weird.

y/n's face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal as he let out a shaky breath, his mind clouded with a mix of conflicting emotions. he couldn't help but wonder what jaemin's reaction would be, how he would gloat and revel in his victory.

y/n's heart sank as he walked into his class, only to find jaemin smirking and waving at him from the back seats. his eyes narrowed in frustration as jaemin signaled for him to come and sit with him. the classroom seemed to shrink in size, trapping y/n in an uncomfortable tension.

reluctantly, y/n made his way towards jaemin, his steps heavy with resentment. as he approached, he couldn't help but notice the empty seats around them. it seemed luck was on their side, as no one else had chosen to sit in such close proximity.

jaemin's smirk widened as y/n took the seat beside him, their isolation heightening the intensity of their encounter. the atmosphere grew thick with an unspoken challenge as the rest of the class carried on, oblivious to the power dynamics unfolding at the back.

with a low chuckle, jaemin leaned closer to y/n, his voice dripping with mischief. "well, well, look who decided to join me," he taunted, his eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and dominance. "i hope you're ready for a little private session, y/n."

the class carried on with an unexpected peace, and y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of unease settle over him. jaemin, usually relentless in his torment, seemed strangely quiet and focused on his own work. it was an unsettling calm that sent shivers down y/n's spine.

just as y/n began to relax into the illusion of safety, the professor's voice broke through the silence, calling on y/n to answer a question. his heart skipped a beat, realizing that he was about to be thrust into the spotlight.

with a determined resolve, y/n stood up, ready to showcase his knowledge to the class. but as he did, he felt an unexpected vibration inside his body. his body tensed, a wave of pleasure coursing through him. he quickly covered it up with a well timed cough, trying to mask the sensations that threatened to overwhelm him.

his eyes shot daggers at jaemin, who sat beside him with a devious smirk on his face. it was clear that jaemin did this, using the remote to prank y/n in front of the entire class. the audacity of it all infuriated y/n, but jaemin's innocent expression only added fuel to the fire.

y/n's glare intensified, the mix of pleasure and anger warring within him. he was determined not to let jaemin's games break him. with a deep breath, he regained his composure and focused on the question at hand, determined to answer it flawlessly despite the distracting vibrations.

as y/n opened his mouth to speak, he could feel the vibrations intensify, threatening to disrupt his concentration. but he refused to let it deter him. with a steely gaze, he locked eyes with the professor, his voice steady and confident as he delivered his answer.

the classroom seemed to hold its breath, the tension palpable as y/n powered through the unwanted sensations. he wouldn't give jaemin the satisfaction of seeing him falter. not this time.

y/n's legs trembled uncontrollably, the persistent vibrations from the hidden vibrator wreaking havoc on his concentration. it became increasingly difficult to string together coherent thoughts, let alone answer the professor's question with clarity.

as the struggle intensified, the professor's concerned voice cut through the haze. "y/n, are you feeling alright?" the professor inquired, genuine worry etched on their face.

y/n's mind raced, desperately searching for an excuse to escape this torment. in a moment of desperation, he feigned illness, hoping to gain some respite. "i... i'm feeling kind of sick," he stammered, his voice strained.

professor xu's expression softened, concern evident in her eyes. "oh, i'm sorry to hear that. please, have a seat and take care of yourself," the professor responded with genuine care and compassion.

jaemin's chuckle quietly.

summoning every ounce of courage, y/n mustered the strength to ask the professor for permission to go to the bathroom. it was his only chance at escaping the relentless vibrations and regaining control over his own body.

"professor xu, may i be excused to use the restroom?" y/n requested, his voice strained but determined.

the professor nodded sympathetically, granting y/n's request. "of course, y/n. take your time and feel better," she replied, her caring tone contrasting sharply with jaemin's gleeful laughter.

y/n rose from his seat, his legs still trembling from the lingering effects of the vibrator. with a mix of frustration and relief, he made his way out of the classroom, determined to regain his composure and come up with a plan to turn the tables on jaemin.

as y/n entered the bathroom, a wave of relief washed over him. at least here, he could finally escape jaemin. the empty stalls beckoned to him, promising a momentary reprieve from jaemin's stupid little games.

but just as he was about to step inside to a stall and finally take out the vinrator, the sound of the bathroom door swinging open shattered his hopes. his eyes widened in disbelief as jaemin sauntered into the room, a wicked grin playing across his lips.

y/n’s breath caught in his throat, his body freezing in place. how could jaemin always manage to ruin even the smallest moments of respite?

jaemin's eyes gleamed with malicious intent as he locked gazes with y/n. "well, well, well," he sneered. "looks like you were trying to escape, huh?"

y/n's jaw clenched as he fought to maintain his composure. he refused to let Jaemin see how much he was affected by these games. "what do you want?" y/n spat.

jaemin's grinned, his gaze roaming over y/n's trembling form. "oh, just thought i'd join you for a little bathroom break," he taunted, taking deliberate steps closer to y/n. "after all, it's much more fun to watch you squirm in person."

y/n's frustration reached its boiling point as he mustered the strength to confront Jaemin. "stop this, you jerk!" he exclaimed, “you’re gonna be so fucking dead after this.”

jaemin's eyes narrowed, relishing in y/n's display of defiance. he responded. "oh, you want me to turn it up? sure thing!" he taunted, his fingers swiftly adjusting the remote to its highest level.

the sudden surge of intensity overwhelmed y/n, his body convulsing uncontrollably as waves of pleasure crashed over him. his resistance crumbled, and he couldn't hold back any longer. with a shuddering moan, he came, collapsing onto the cold bathroom floor, his body trembling in the aftermath.

y/n struggled to form coherent words, his voice strained and shaky. "y-you... bitch..." he managed to gasp, his breath ragged as he fought to regain his composure.

jaemin's laughter echoed through the bathroom, his amusement evident as he took in the sight of y/n's wet pants.

jaemin's laughter subsided as he saw the defeated state of y/n before him. with a smug smirk, he decided to grant y/n a brief respite. "alright, alright, fine," he sneered, turning off the vibrator.

y/n's body trembled as he lay on the floor, his breathing slowly returning to normal. the intense pleasure had left him drained and vulnerable. he mustered the strength to raise his gaze to meet jaemin's mocking eyes.

"you son of a bitch you almost made me cum during class!" y/n hissed.

jaemin's grin faltered for a moment, his dominant facade momentarily shaken by y/n's unexpected resistance. he chuckled softly, his tone dripping with condescension. "oh, how amusing," he replied, his voice filled with false sympathy. "i should’ve turned it higher then."

jaemin's sadistic smirk remained intact as he extended a hand to help y/n up from the cold bathroom floor. y/n, still reeling from the intense pleasure and the rush of conflicting emotions, hesitantly accepted the gesture, unaware of what jaemin had in store for him.

as y/n thought the torture was finally over, jaemin pulled him into one of the stalls. confusion washed over y/n. before he could voice his confusion, jaemin's voice dripped with anticipation and mischief. "i’m not done having fun yet," he teased, relishing in y/n's bewilderment.

y/n's eyes widened. "no way you're doing it here!" he protested, his words laced with anger and desperation.

jaemin's chuckled. "but y/n, you seem to have forgotten," he taunted. "you lost, remember? and when you lose, you have no say."

y/n's mind raced, searching for any shred of control he could hold onto. he mustered his courage and shot back. "at least not in public, you bastard!" he spat.

jaemin's smirk deepened, his confidence unwavering. "ohh~ so you mean we can do it in our dorms, huh?" he mused. he leaned in closer, his hot breath grazing y/n's ear, his smirk sending shivers down y/n's spine. "well, too bad. you made me so fucking hard and i’m gonna fuck you now."

“strip.”

y/n did as jaemin commanded him to strip. with a heavy sigh, y/n reluctantly began to remove his clothes, piece by piece.

his face flushed with humiliation as each garment fell to the floor, leaving him exposed and vulnerable in front of his tormentor. the sound of fabric hitting the ground echoed in the confined space of the bathroom stall, intensifying the rawness of the moment.

jaemin watched with a predatory gaze. he savored every inch of y/n's body, his eyes lingering on y/n's exposed skin, his attention fixated on the curves and contours that adorned y/n's form.

y/n's heart pounded in his chest as he stood before jaemin, completely naked.

jaemin's voice took on a new tone as he uttered the unexpected words, "damn, you look beautiful..." the shift in his demeanor caught y/n off guard, momentarily confusing him amidst the whirlwind of emotions. he couldn't help but blush at the unexpected compliment, his cheeks turning a shade of crimson.

as jaemin's fingers grazed against y/n's exposed skin, a surprising tenderness accompanied his touch. the gentle caress sent shivers down y/n's spine. the softness of jaemin's touch seemed comforting.

y/n's blush deepened as he felt the warmth of jaemin's hand explore his body with surprising delicacy. fingertips traced lightly along y/n's curves.

a surge of surprise coursed through y/n as jaemin swiftly stripped off his own clothes, revealing his throbbing, erect cock. y/n's eyes widened, unable to tear his gaze away from the sight before him.

y/n couldn't help but let out a mumbled curse under his breath, the word "jerk" slipping past his lips. jaemin's grinned at y/n's reaction, clearly relishing in his power over him. "oh, y/n, i know you're secretly enjoying this too," he chuckled, his voice dripping with amusement. "look at your cock, it's betraying you," he taunted.

y/n's face flushed even deeper, his embarrassment mingling with a hint of reluctant pleasure. he averted his gaze, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke. "shut up and just do it already," he muttered.

jaemin's licked his lips. "alright~," he replied. jaemin took a condom packet out of his pants’ pocket. he wrapped the condom around his cock and closed the distance between them, his hand firmly gripping his own pulsating cock. the air crackled with tension as he positioned himself, ready to take what he desired.

as jaemin entered y/n, a sharp gasp escaped y/n's lips, immediately followed by a loud, unabashed moan. the sensation of jaemin filling him sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

jaemin smirked. "you wouldn't want to get caught, would you?" he teased, his words laced with a twisted sense of control. "be quiet," he said coldly.

y/n's moans transformed into stifled whimpers as he desperately tried to comply with jaemin's demand. the struggle to keep his voice at a hushed level only heightened the intensity of the experience, pushing y/n to the edge of his limits.

with each forceful thrust, jaemin expertly hit y/n's sweet spot. y/n's mind was consumed by the overwhelming sensation, he wanted to moan out loud. yet, he fought against it, struggling to maintain the facade of silence as jaemin's relentless teasing continued.

jaemin, noticing y/n's internal struggle, couldn't resist taunting him further. his voice dripped with cruel amusement as he whispered, his breath hot against y/n's ear, "i can see how badly you want to scream, to let evyerine know how good you’re taking my cock. but you know what happens if you do, don't you?" the threat laced within his words only fueled y/n's inner battle.

y/n's body quivered with the desperate need to release his pent-up moans, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak. jaemin keep stroking his cock, pushing him closer to the edge, the pressure mounting with every electrifying sensation. y/n's mouth opened slightly, a suppressed whimper escaping, but he quickly clamped his lips shut, stifling the sound.

as jaemin's thrusts became sloppy, his control slipping away, both he and y/n could feel the impending release drawing near. the intensity of their connection grew with each erratic movement, pushing them both closer to the edge of climax.

"i'm so close, y/n," jaemin gasped. a wicked smile playing on his lips. "let's cum together, yeah?" he suggested.

y/n, overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through his body, could only manage a nod in response. his mind was consumed by the impending release.

jaemin's thrusts became more erratic, his grip on y/n's hips tightening as he approached the edge.

with a final, powerful thrust, jaemin let out a moan, his body convulsing as he spilled his hot seed deep into the condom. y/n could feel the wariness of jaemin’s cum. his body trembling as he released his own pleasure, their moans blending together.

both y/n and jaemin were left breathless, their bodies entangled in the aftermath of their intense release. their gazes locked, satisfaction and connection shining in their eyes.

as the waves of pleasure gradually subsided, y/n and jaemin were left panting, their bodies still intertwined, basking in the aftermath of their intense release. the room was filled with heavy breathing and the scent of sex lingering in the air.

jaemin slowly pulled out, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips as he admired the sight of his cum fully filling the condom. with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he held up the condom, examining the milky contents within.

"look at all that cum," jaemin said with a hint of pride in his voice. he brought the condom closer to y/n's face, teasingly waving it in front of him. "see what you made me do? you made me cum so fucking hard."

y/n's cheeks flushed of embarrassment and arousal as he glanced at the evidence of their passionate encounter.

jaemin chuckled softly. "you loved it, didn't you? feeling me empty myself inside you.”

y/n's breath hitched at jaemin's words, a shiver running down his spine. his gaze remained fixed on the condom, the explicit reminder of the pleasure they had indulged in together.

jaemin continued to tease y/n. he leaned close to y/n's ear.

"it's such a pity that i can't fill my seed inside of you," jaemin whispered.

y/n's blushed. he mustered up the courage to respond, feeling embarrassed.

"shut up!" y/n snapped, “you’re lucky this time…”

"oh, feisty, aren't we?" jaemin chuckled. "but we both know deep down that you love it~"

y/n stumbled over his words, his voice coming out in a soft, stuttering tone.

"w-whatever," y/n managed to say, his voice quivering. "we still have classes... we should... we should get dressed and go."

jaemin's smirk softened slightly, his eyes flickered at y/n's flustered state.

"fine, fine," jaemin said boringly.

jaemin, still wearing a satisfied grin, helped y/n gather their clothes scattered around the room. with gentle hands, he guided y/n into his clothes, taking extra care to ensure he was properly dressed. as y/n slipped on his pants, jaemin's eyes lingered on the damp spot between his legs, a reminder of their recent intimate escapade.

noticing y/n's wet pants, jaemin couldn't resist a teasing remark. he grabbed his jacket, wrapping it around y/n's waist. his touch was lingering, his fingers brushing against y/n's skin as he secured the jacket.

"i don't think anyone would want to see your wet pants," jaemin teased. his playful taunting earned him a soft hit from y/n, accompanied by a deeper blush that spread across his cheeks.

“i hate you..” y/n muttered.

with a final chuckle, jaemin left the bathroom, leaving y/n alone to gather his thoughts and finish getting ready for his classes. as the door closed, the room fell into a momentary silence, giving y/n a chance to reflect on the encounter they had just shared.

hours later, the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. jaemin spotted y/n walking towards the dorms, and he quickened his pace to catch up with him.

“hey, wait for me!” jaemin shouted.

once they reached the dorm together, y/n wasted no time. he grabbed jaemin's hands and led him straight to his bedroom. jaemin was confused.

without hesitation, y/n pushed jaemin onto the bed, pinning his hands on the bedsheet. a smirk danced across his lips as he leaned in.

"i think we have some unfinished business to attend to, don't you think?"

[luvkyu]

my love, i still ( mark lee ) part one

mark x male reader

a person from mark's past makes a quiet return.

content : 1.5k words, angst, kinda fluff at the end ??, idol!mark, manager!reader, ex-relationship, reader mentioned with a facial piercing, also features a little riize !!

( a/n ) this is song inspired :D from my love, i still by i'll <3 i was gonna make this heart wrenching angst but i got stuck with the ending so i changed it and it actually ends somewhat happy now. thinking about a part two, we'll see.

part two

"did you guys hear y/n's back in town?" jaemin asked, looking around at his group members.

"yeah. i don't know if he's working here again though," donghyuck answered.

the few of them were currently stretching and warming up before dance practice. only mark, renjun, and jisung were missing among them.

"i hope he is," jeno said, "i miss him."

"if he is working here again, he probably won't work much with us."

"i heard he's gonna be working with riize," chenle said, making the others' heads turn instantly.

"oh shit, really?"

chenle nodded, "that's what shotaro told me and jisung the other day. he's supposed to start as their manager today i think."

"i wonder if mark knows," jaemin muttered.

"if i know what?" mark questioned as he entered the studio with renjun and jisung in tow.

the others freezed, a bit uncomfortable now. mark and y/n's break up wasn't an easy subject, not when everyone knew mark was still not over him.

mark's brows furrowed at the sudden silence of his members. he looked around, waiting for some kind of answer.

"..if you know that y/n's back," jeno finally replied.

mark stopped for just a slight second before shrugging his bag off his shoulder and acting as if it didn't matter.

"yeah, i know."

the other dreamies looked around at each other. mark always got quiet and sulky when y/n's name was brought up, which is why they tried to avoid it most of the time.

"and you're okay?" jisung spoke up.

mark looked at him, smiled unconvincingly, and pat his head. "of course i'm okay," he assured. "now let's start practice."

"do you guys wanna go down to the cafe before heading back to the dorm?" jeno asked.

as everyone agreed on the idea, they began bee lining down the hall toward the elevator.

"oh shit," donghyuck mumbled. mark looked up from his phone as he walked, moving his gaze to where donghyuck's was.

the elevator opened on their floor to reveal a couple workers, including y/n. he had his phone to his ear with furrowed brows while clutching some papers, clearly distressed. when he saw the dream members now in front of him, his eyes widened and his body stood still for a split second. but he had to keep up with his rushing coworkers. y/n gave the group a small bow and a gentle smile as he kept walking and speaking on his phone.

mark felt as if his heart plummeted to his stomach. he wasn't prepared to see y/n out of nowhere, but he couldn't stop his eyes from following him. y/n looked different after the year that had passed. his hair was back to it's natural color instead of dyed, and he had a piercing added to his face now.

"what if i kidnap him," jeno whispered.

"shut up," renjun snickered, filing into the elevator with the others.

"i miss him," jeno whined. "best manager we've had, hands down."

mark smiled to himself bittersweetly. jeno wasn't wrong. y/n cared about all of them more than anyone had. after their first few months as group and manager, he and mark grew much closer than they should've. but once other staff started to find out, y/n's position as their manager slowly fell apart. he resigned quietly after he and mark ended things. y/n was offered a position in japan for a year instead, which he took in high hopes of healing.

"actually guys, i'm just gonna go back to the dorm. i want a nap."

"are you sure? i can come with you," jaemin offered with a small frown. mark smiled and shook his head.

"pretty sure napping is a one-person job, jaem. i'll just see you guys later."

jaemin frowned as they all watched mark press a separate button on the elevator.

"it's a two-person job if you're doing it right.." jaemin muttered.

donghyuck sighed and flicked his head, "do you ever shut up?"

"no, not really."

a couple weeks passed and mark had yet to see y/n for more than two-second intervals, let alone talk to him at all. he wasn't telling anyone how much it hurt him to see y/n around the sm building and not speak to him at all.

mark adjusted his earbuds into his ears as he walked. he could feel the sore muscles in his legs after a very long practice in anticipation for dream's next comeback. he was planning on going straight home, taking a long bath, and going to bed.

he pressed play on his phone, hearing the music begin to flood his ears. he was on his way outside when he stopped and saw some familiar faces by the company's vans.

riize was outside, filing into the vehicle with y/n leading them. they seemed to be goofing around, lots of smiles and distant laughter. mark could see y/n patting a couple of their heads as if he was counting to make sure he had all his children. sohee was the last to climb into the van, giving y/n a small hug before settling in next to anton. y/n smiled at his cuteness and walked around to the driver's side. before mark knew it, the van was out of sight, and he was staring at nothing.

mark cleared his throat and stared at the ground now. his chest felt heavy. he didn't know how much longer he could keep doing this.

"you okay?"

mark jumped at the voice beside him now. he took one of his earbuds out and looked over at jeno.

"i'm fine."

"hm," jeno hummed. he didn't believe mark at all, but he decided not to push it. "c'mon. let's go home."

a few hours went by, and now mark was sitting outside looking blankly at his phone. when he got home, he ate dinner and took a hot bath. neither of those things seemed to matter much though. nothing really did anymore.

it felt like time was standing still as he stared at the screen beneath him. his finger hovered over the call button of y/n's new phone number that he'd asked shotaro to send him. he didn't want to make things difficult for y/n by calling him, but he felt like he desperately needed to finally talk with him. he didn't know if he was looking for closure or another chance with y/n. maybe he'd know once they finally exchanged some words.

mark closed his eyes and quickly pressed his thumb against the screen. lifting the phone to his ear, he waited.

"..."

"..."

"hello?"

mark gulped. he hadn't planned on what to say, but now that he heard y/n's voice, his heart sank. a couple tears that had built up over the last few minutes finally trickled down his cheeks.

"..hello?" y/n said again.

"y/n?" mark's voice was barely audible. he knew y/n heard him though, he could tell by the way it stayed quiet for a moment on the other line.

"mark?"

"please, let's talk." mark could hear the other take a deep breath.

"okay.. what about?"

"i don't know. anything. i can't keep pretending like i don't know you when i see you around work. i can't-" mark went silent for a couple seconds, "i can't do this anymore."

y/n didn't know how to respond. he felt his throat begin to close up as he fought his own tears.

"i'm sorry.. i wasn't sure if i should talk to you guys at work."

"you can. please do. the others miss you a lot."

"really?"

mark could hear the smile in y/n's voice now. it lightened his mood a little bit.

"yeah. jeno wants to kidnap you i think."

"not surprising."

the pair laughed together before it went quiet again.

"y/n?"

"hm?"

"could we grab a coffee together sometime or something?"

"you don't drink coffee, mark."

"i'll just watch you drink it then."

y/n chuckled and inhaled as if he was accepting some huge offer.

"sure. we can get coffee."

"great," mark replied happily. y/n could tell mark sounded relieved; it made his smile linger a little longer on his lips.

"and, um," mark began again, "i know things have been off with us. but i just want you to know that i still care about you a lot. nothing's ever gonna change my love for you."

y/n looked down at his hands and cleared his throat. he didn't want his voice to give away the fact that he was two seconds away from crying. the soft and sincere tone of mark's voice didn't make it any easier, either.

"that's actually really comforting to hear. i love you too, mark."

mark smiled and let out a long exhale.

"okay well i'll let you get some rest, i know it's late. sleep well tonight, and i'll see you later."

"okay. g'night."

"night." mark's grin continued to tug at his lips. he gently tossed his phone aside and rubbed his face. a weight had just been lifted from his shoulders, he felt like he could breathe for the first time in a while.

"thank you, y/n." he whispered softly.

[flowerbunnyboo]

HOT SAUCE | back

starring: jeno x male reader

summary: A cutesy date between Mn and Jeno turns into a wild one.

nsfw, minors dni, don’t report

“Babe”, Jeno voiced out to his boyfriend who had just gotten up from his sleep. Jeno was making tasty pancakes for his love. Mn couldn’t help but smile seeing the sight in front of him. “Yes Nono?”. Jeno broke into a huge grin upon hearing the nickname. “I want to take you out on a date today!”.

The date went perfectly well. Mn and Jeno and a perfect time. The whole day, Mn was happy. He couldn't stop smiling and giggling. Jeno took him to a museum, then an art gallery. The two also went for shopping and then proceeded to have dinner.

Jeno wanted to see Mn happy and he had achieved that. But now the date was over and Mn and Jeno headed back home. The night was still young and both knew what was going to happen and were very much excited for it.

As the two stepped inside, Mn was slammed on the door as he felt plump lips kissing him. The kiss turned sloppy as time passed. Jeno bit Mn’s bottom lip so he could swirl his tongue in and Mn complied making Jeno win.

He groped Mn’s ass and grinded their hips together sending him over the edge. The kiss got heated and Jeno smirked as heard small moans come from his boyfriend's mouth. The dom then proceeded to kiss the younger’s jawline and neck and started to suck on Mn’s neck as he squirmed and moaned.

Both of them removed their clothes and Mn widened seeing his boyfriend's figure. Hot chiseled abs, with pecs. Jeno saw Mn’s eyes darken with lust. “Like what you see baby boy? ”. Mn smirked and pulled you in for another kiss,

“Yes daddy ”

After some passionate kissing Jeno’s dropped down on his knees, undid Mn’s pants and took his dick in his mouth. He bobbed his head fastly without stopping. Mn was now a moaning mess, he moaned so loud Jeno was pretty sure their neighbours must have heard it.

Mn tangled his fingers in Jeno's hair as he let out load moans. Jeno groped Mn’s ass making squirm and wanting for more. He could feel his release getting closer, “Aah Fuck daddy~don't stop” and with that he shot down his load in Jeno’s mouth.

He swallowed all of it and kissed Mn’s lips which Mn thought was quite hot. Jeno got up and kissed him, “Damn baby even your cum is delicious”. Mn giggled hearing his boyfriend.

Jeno hoisted Mn up as he put his legs around his waist. He could feel Jeno’s huge tent underneath. Jeno continued groping his ass . “A~h D-daddy ..”, the younger moaned as Jeno sucked on his chest.“ What baby? Daddy can't understand you”.

Mn whimpered as couldn't take it anymore. He wanted Jeno right now, "P~please f-fuck m-me”, he moaned. Jeno smirked, “Your wish is my command baby”. The dom took him to the bedroom and dropped him on the bed dropping clothes everywhere.

Jeno lowly growled and took of his pants. His dick dripping with precum. Mn widened his eyes when he saw his dick. It's huge. “Babe I don't think it will fit”. Jeno laughed seeing his reaction, “Don't worry I'll make it fit”.

Jeno spread Mn’s legs and thrusted one finger in without warning. Mn panted and moaned as he rolled his eyes. He had fingered himself so he was a little loose but he still wasn't prepared for Jeno's cock.

Soon enough Jeno was thrusting four fingers inside him and Mn couldn't take it anymore. He was a moaning mess. He came once again. His dick shooting white strings of cum painting both of their abdomens white.

Jeno smiled seeing the masterpiece in front to of him panting and heaving. He took out lube from his nightstand and applied a generous amount on your monster. Mn spread his legs wider for Jeno as he could see his pink hole.

Jeno aligned his phallus with many hole and swooped it right in. Mn was still tight but it felt too good to be around him. Mn rolled his eyes in pleasure as he felt Jeno's cock fill him up.

Once Jeno was all in, he waited for Mn to adjust. Mn gave him a look of consent and Jeno smirked as he started thrusting at an animalistic pace.

The room was full of skin slapping noises and mn moaning for hi daddy and Jeno's dick making mn cry in pleasure. Mn had came three times but that didn't stop Jeno. Mn clenched as Jeno abused his prostate.

“Damn baby so tight ”, the dom said as he felt mn's insides tightening. “Y-yes da~daddy o-only fo-r y-you ”, Mn said moaning. He was going to have an orgasm anytime. “Aa~ah”, the sub came again clenching his hole.

Jeno too was closer to his release. With a few final thrusts he came inside Mn filling him up. Mn felt full feeling his lover's cum fill him to the brim. Jeno pulled out and laid besides him and kissed his lips. Mn was happy and so was Jeno. “I love you Mnnie”, Jeno pecked his lips. “I love you too Daddy"

Jeno cleaned Mn and himself up and gave the older all the cuddles he wanted. They both fell asleep saying 'I love you's to each other and slept with love.

©️ flowerbunnyboo 2024. all rights reserved to me. please don't copy my work or reshare without my permission and credit

[poweringthroughthis]

dressing room escapades | lee jeno

nsfw, mdni

pair: jeno x male reader

desc: fans always anticipate his appearance on stage to fulfill their dreams, but Jeno can't wait to get backstage as the key to his own satisfaction awaits him in his dressing room.

warnings: oral, rimming, anal s*x, spanking(?)

"what are you doing?"

your eyes shoot up from your phone to find the most attractive man you've ever seen standing in front of you. you look up, meeting his dark gaze.

the black vest he adorns clings to his shoulders and stomach to accentuate his muscular stature. the man looks like he could break you in half if he wanted to, not that it was a repulsive thought at all.

he raises an eyebrow. "i asked you a question."

you quickly brace yourself, slipping your phone into your pocket. "i'm (name)".

"i'm aware" he replies. "you know who i am, right?" you nod your head. "yeah, of course."

he takes a step closer. "then why are you in here with me?"

you're confused by his question. you had met jeno a few times before when you were hanging out with a friend of his, Mark, and now you two had become friends. you were so excited for his show tonight that you had arrived early and decided to wait for him in his dressing room.

"i just wanted to wish you good luck on your performance."

jeno scoffs. "you can do more than that."

you're taken aback by his comment. "i don't understand what you're saying." he leans in close. "you know what i'm talking about."

he pushes you against the wall and presses his lips against yours, kissing you hungrily. you're surprised by his actions but don't fight back. you melt into his embrace as he deepens the kiss.

he pulls away, smirking. "did you think i didn't notice the way you look at me?" you can't respond. his touch has rendered you speechless.

"do you want this?" he asks, snaking his hands around your waist and pulling you against his groin in one swift motion, knocking the air out of your lungs. you nod your head.

"then wait here for me until after the show ends. we'll have fun then." with that, he walks away, leaving you breathless.

you're so turned on that you can't wait for the show to end. when it finally does, you sit patiently, waiting for jeno to come back to his dressing room.

finally, the door opens and there he is. he's taken off his makeup and changed into a white shirt and jeans. he's gorgeous, even without the makeup.

"you waited," he says.

you stand up, smiling. "i couldn't leave."

he steps towards you and presses his lips against yours again. he grabs you by the hips, pushing you onto the dressing table behind you. he's hovering above you, tongue exploring your mouth.

you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. you're craving him and don't want him to stop.

"jeno..." you say, gasping.

"shh," he says, sliding his hand down your pants. "just let me do the work."

you feel his hand grip your hard cock and you moan. he starts stroking it, slowly at first, but then faster and faster.

you can't help yourself. you throw your head back and moan loudly.

"fuck," you say. "i need more."

jeno doesn't stop. he keeps stroking your cock, watching your reaction. "you want more?" he asks. "well, too bad. i'm the one in charge here."

he pulls down his pants, revealing his huge cock. it's rock hard and leaking precum. he strokes his cock as he stands in front of you.

"suck it," he commands.

you obey. you open your mouth and take his cock into it. you suck on it hungrily, savoring his taste. the thickness of it makes you salivate, and you lick a stripe against one of the protruding veins. you hear him moan, his breath hitching.

"that's right," he says. "keep sucking."

you start bobbing your head up and down, sucking him harder and harder. his cock is so big that it fills your entire mouth, making it hard to breathe.

he groans. "fuck. you are so good at this."

he grabs your head and forces his cock deeper down your throat. he starts fucking your face, making you gag.

you look up at him and see his eyes are closed, his mouth open, moaning. he starts grounding his hips in circular motions and you know he's going to cum soon.

you grab his ass, forcing him deeper inside your mouth.

"oh fuck, you're such a little slut," he says, his voice hoarse.

he grabs your hair and pulls it roughly, making you yelp. he holds you in place as he cums in your mouth. his hot, sticky cum spills down your throat and you swallow every last drop.

"such a good boy," he says.

jeno takes a seat on the couch, his jeans still undone and pooling around his ankles. "get over here" he orders.

you get on your hands and knees on the couch, looking at him.

"face down," he says, his voice low and commanding.

you turn around and place your head on the cushion, presenting your ass to him.

he kneels behind you, spreading your cheeks. he spits on your hole, causing it to contract and tighten.

"such a nice ass," he says, massaging it.

he sticks his tongue inside your hole, making you gasp. he licks it and sucks on it, sending shivers down your spine.

you feel him grab your cock, stroking it as he licks your ass.

"jeno...please," you beg.

he chuckles, slapping your ass. you had never seen this side of Jeno. Callous, laid-back and confident. He appeared to be a different breed during and after concerts.

he pulls his tongue out of your ass and grabs the base of his cock, lining it up with your entrance.

he thrusts his cock into your ass, making you cry out.

"fuck," you whisper, as he stretches you open.

he starts fucking you hard and fast, not holding back. you bury your face into the cushion, trying to keep quiet.

"don't you dare hide those moans from me," he says, slapping your ass.

his thrusts are merciless. each time his cock slams into you, you see stars.

"oh god," you say. "i'm so close."

you can't hold it anymore. you cry out and cum, spilling your seed onto the couch below.

jeno groans and you feel his hot load filling you up. both of you catch your breaths as you come down from your second high of the night.

"fuck," jeno mutters.

he pulls his cock out of your ass, a string of cum connecting the two of you. he stands up and grabs a cigarette from his dresser, lighting it up as he settles back on the couch.

he offers you an eye-smile, much too contrary to his demeanor minutes ago and his still naked form.

"i'll see you around?" he asks hopefully, blowing a puff of smoke in the air. your heart flutters at the sight, something about a naked Jeno smoking, doing things to alter your brain chemistry.

"sure" is all you can manage to choke out before dressing up and hurrying outside to hide the creeping blush on your cheeks.

[gyundo]

“A Meeting I’ll Never Forget”

Lee Jeno (Jeno) x Male Reader!!

SMUT! Interact at your own risk!

Plot: Two princes meet fatefully, and fit each other like a long-lost lock and key

Prince L/N Y/N was the oldest son of the king of Escrow. The Escrowian empire had started with the prince’s great-grandfather, who had risen to power as a mercenary that had fallen out of favor of another kingdom and had come to Escrow to establish his own empire.

Y/N, on the other hand, had no desire to rule over his kingdom. He was obviously going to accept his position as his father’s heir, but the duties didn’t particularly strike him as interesting. Y/N always had a preference for tasks such as cooking, baking, and the arts, such as singing and dancing, which earned him many scoldings from his parents.

Y/N’s parents cursed him on many occasions, explaining to him that his preferences were that of commoners, but it fell on deaf ears. Y/N continued to do as he pleased, and he never attended his swordsmanship lessons or any physical training. This, for a prince, Y/N was quite weak. Although, thanks to the nagging of his father, Y/N was stronger than the average person and did have some minor muscle definition.

As young people often do, Y/N neglected his responsibilities, and for a royal, this was intolerable. As Y/N’s father received an invitation for a meeting, he realized this was the perfect opportunity to put his son in order.

“You will be escorted by my personal order to the Kingdom of Travania in order to attend the meeting on the 25th of this month, Y/N” the King spoke with confidence in his throne room.

“B-but that’s so boring father, why should I sit in a carriage for 5 days with no proper food to go meet some random crusty king in a faraway kingdom?” Y/N complained, in a typical young adult fashion.

“King Jeno is an extremely influential man in his area. You mustn’t forget that your grandfather was from Travania himself. It is in our best interests to make relations favorable between our empire and his kingdom, if we wish to avoid any wars for hundreds of years.” the emperor promptly replied.

“B-but father, I don’t wanna go—,” Y/N whined.

“That’s enough out of you. Remember I’m not just your father but the emperor as well. You will go meet King Jeno. Do whatever it takes to curry favor with him,” the emperor bellowed.

Y/N stomped out of the throne room and ordered his servants to pack his things and prepare the carriage. He knew he didn’t have a choice in the matter and before he knew it, he was sitting in the carriage and already left the capital.

Y/N was angry as to why he had to leave his fun in the palace to go meet a random King who was old and would have nothing to talk about with Y/N. Y/N figured that he would just offer some items that were made by the Escrowian Empire that were sure to pave the way for a trade deal. Y/N was even more frustrated that his father had sent him in his stead.

Little did Y/N know, King Jeno was nothing like what he imagined.

The envoy arrived after a long, treacherous journey that saw many bumpy roads, many forests, and many plains. Y/N was more exhausted than he could describe, and he was everything but jumping for joy when he saw the palace of Travania.

Y/N treaded gracefully, in awe of what he was seeing. Sure, his familial palace in Escrow was large, but the Travanian royal family's estate was lavish in another sense of the word, with large fountains adorned with figures of greek worship. Garlands of roses adorned the edge of the roof of the main palace, which stood so grand Y/N had to turn to be able to see it all. The garden was artfully carved and decorated, with each bush and tree pruned in a most detailed fashion.

Y/N realized that the days-long journey to Travania was worth it from the view itself. Remembering almost as an aside that there was a meeting for which he had came, Y/N walked further to the main gate of the palace.

There, a tall figure stood awaiting him. As Y/N drew closer, he observed the elegant rhinestones embedded in the crown of bearer. He paid attention to each stretch in the royal garment, which stuck to each individual muscle on the man's built body. The biceps, large to the point that the seam was stretched, the pecs, which filled out the top, and the pants, fully conforming to the large thighs made Y/N realize he was in the presence of a man truly fit to be king.

"You must be Prince Y/N of Escrow, your highness. I am King Jeno of Travania. It is with great pleasure I welcome you to our empire and our summit this afternoon," the man spoke with a great smile, reflected in the expression of his eyes.

"Your highness, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance and to be the recipient of such great hospitality. Our nations are sure to grow closer relations from this monumental event," Y/N spoke eloquently while shaking the hand of the other man.

Jeno, not blind to the way Y/N had previously stared him up and down, understood the situation very well. As a show of diplomacy, Jeno transitioned the handshake into a bodily embrace common between royalty of different nations to show closeness. From the viewpoint of others, this was completely normal.

The reality of the embrace was known only by Jeno and Y/N, from the way Jeno reached underneath the cape of Y/N and fondled his buttocks in a way not visible to any. He continued kneading the large protrusions of the prince as he increased his pressure.

Y/N, still in shock from the abruptness and how suddenly these developments had occurred, refrained from any immediate movements and let out a small moan that he thought was only audible to him.

Jeno, however, had also heard the moan and understood that his actions were received well. Letting go of the younger, King Jeno continued, "My attendants will give you a tour of Travanian royal palace while I prepare for our summit. They will lead to the room of our summit after the tour, so you shan't worry, Prince Y/N."

"I stromgly appreciate thy kindness and will sincerely revel in the beauties of your artful palace, King Jeno." Y/N gracefully responded.

The attendants continued to show Y/N around the various areas of the palace, which included hanging gardens, exotic flora collections, the royal bathing chamber, the surrounding farms, and the servant quarters that seemed better than the prince's own bedroom. An hour had elapsed before the head attendant spoke, "King Jeno has finished prepared for your meeting. He awaits you inside these doors and has requested that you enter alone. It has been a pleasure giving you a tour, my liege."

Y/N gave a show of his appreciation and opened the grandiose doors that seemed like that of a bedchamber. He stepped inside quietly, closing the door behind him and expecting to see a large round table with artisan-crafted chairs. Instead, he was met with a large, silk sheet draped over a large mattress, lush purple velvet curtains, and most striking of all, King Jeno dressed in a red robe that unveiled his extremely muscular upper body, with a significant bulge in the clothing covering his private area.

"Ah, I see that you've arrived. We can start discussing matters of interest to us once you take a seat here, my prince," Jeno spoke lustfully.

Y/N, absolutely shocked, but being the honest man he was exclaimed,"Never have I seen such a meeting, but I am more than happy to take you up on your offer, my King."

Jeno looked pleased as Y/N sat down on the bed, embracing him the moment he did. Y/N felt the warmth of Jeno's muscular body on his own, while sensing great pressure from his large muscles in his upper body and his bulge that was separated from Y/N's only by cloth.

The king moved his lips closer to that of Y/N's, looking at his with concupiscent eyes that asked for permission. Y/N, without words, gave his approval by moving his face only slightly forward, to which Jeno responded by firmly crashing their lips together, pushing Y/N down onto the sheet, and rubbing his hands under Y/N's tunic.

Y/N reveled in the pleasure of Jeno's masterful techniques that mingled their tongues together with sounds that could only be interpreted as sinful. Their lips met again and again, with short breaks for air, only to be crashed together as violently as when they first met. Suckling sounds and shared strands of saliva spoke to the passion between the two men as their mouths melted in the pleasure of each other.

Jeno pulled away as Y/N motioned, "Hurry, my King, I feel urges and a steady heat rising in my body. Only you can help me."

With a sly smirk, Jeno replied,"Anything for my guest, my prince," while peeling off Y/N's clothes as he went in to resume their lip lock.

Moments later, a fully naked Y/N was below Jeno, still in his robe, with their legs intertwined and lips connected as the younger felt Jeno's arm around his back and his waist. The two continued making out and enjoying the pangs of pleasure released by the meeting between their lips.

"It's time to discuss the foundations for an alliance," Jeno joked while unbuckling the belt holding his robe on. Y/N looked with nothing but desire at Jeno's large pecs, his well-defined abs, his sculpted shoulders, and his large, perfect dick that was fit for a king. Jeno's cock stood proudly in front of Y/N, with veins and a deep red tip that Y/N wanted to break him. The sheer thickness of his cock made Y/N want to take Jeno forever, who would stretch Y/N and surely leave him crying for mercy.

Jeno understood the desires of the younger well, and not being able to control his own, Jeno flipped over Y/N onto his stomach.

Tapping his cock against Y/N's hole, Jeno heard moans of impatience as he began to slap the prince's hole with a thud that spoke to the weight of his penis. His eight inch cock was sure to break in Y/N quite nicely and leave him unable to live without Jeno forever. This experience would give Y/N such a pleasured pain it would unlock new levels of lust in his brain.

"I see you are well-prepared for this new connection between our nations," Jeno spoke as he observed wetness at the Y/N's opening, speaking volumes to the younger's insatiable appetite.

Jeno, unable to control himself any further, roughly plunged his cock into the deep, moist entrance of Y/N's ass, as the younger let out an audible yelp. The corners of his hole began to slightly bleed to accomdate the first-time stretch.

Overwhelmed from the sudden introduction of seven inches, the thickness of the pole inside him, the pain of his hole ripping slighlty, and the new feeling of being filled, Y/N let out large tears that stained the white sheet below him. Jeno, being the diplomat he was, moved his face closer to Y/N's, cooing at him before encapsulating his lips once again.

The pleasure of the kissing distracted Y/N as the radiating pain from his lower body retreated and only a feeling of fullness remained. Jeno experimented with a small thrust, resulting in an audible moan Jeno heard through their connected mouths. He proceeded to pummel his thick rod into Y/N at a faster pace, enjoying the squeals of the former virgin who felt a constant pressure on his prostate and inside all areas of his passage.

Jeno continued further with a rough animalistic pounding that elicited the arching of Prince Y/N's back and moved him back and forth across the bed with each powerful thrust.

The feeling of the all encapsulating walls of Y/N hugging and squeezing Jeno's cock was emphasized through the various groans the older let out. Y/N was addicted to the pleasure of having his walls filled and stretched out fully, as well as the warmth of the large veiny cock inside him that sent waves of pleasure each time Y/N's prostate was brushed by.

Jeno's thrusts grew more greedy as he became less gentle, eliciting almost musical moans from Y/N, that sounded like he was asking for more. HIs manhood stretched out Y/N's hole fully and gave him a good dicking down that showed a king's true power.

The hilt of Jeno's thick cock smacked Y/N's rim with indescribably pleasureful force that Y/N's eyes could do nothing but roll back. The thought of a large, muscular man, such as Jeno, pounding him with a large cock that fit inside him like a key and satisfied the itch of emptiness inside him that arose earlier in the day led Y/N to a seventh heaven he knew he would have to reach again and again.

"Enjoying my large cock squelching in your boyhole, my prince? Petite little princes like you are designed perfectly for taking a large kingly dick that is far too large for any woman. I'll have you bouncing on my cock and asking for mercy through your moans like this for as long as the two of us live. I'll pound you to the point that you become mine and only mine, my cock is what you'll need to live every single day," Jeno proudly whispered.

The wet sounds of Jeno's large cock infiltrating Y/N's passage, along with their skin slapping together, filled the room with auras of sin and desire.

"UHHH, YESSS, fuck me as rough as you can, your highness. I can't get enough of your large dick, my king, I'm so glad you decided to take me and make me yours, that is exactly what I deserve to be, your cocksleeve and whore," Y/N responded with nothing but pleasure filling his head.

The sounds of sex became more unholy as Jeno's large cock released pre-cum that further lubricated Y/N's walls and increased the squelching, making both more horny as Jeno continued to wreck Y/N's hole mercilessly.

Jeno's golf-ball sized testicles slapped Y/N hard with each thrust, reminding Y/N what a true man's dominance was and felt like inside a bratty boy like him. Y/N wanted nothing more than to succumb to and embrace the fact that he was being manhandled by a true man whom he could never compete with. All he wanted was to be done again and again by Jeno's large cock, be subservient to his desires, be creamed and de-masculinated, and to have his slutty whoreish bussy pummeled like it was asking to be.

Y/N's hole began to slowly comform to Jeno's cock and grow used to it as the thrusts increased, sticking to his massive dick and not letting go of each vein as he pulled out prior to each thrust. Y/N's hole was basically becoming like a real pussy that bulged outwards almost like a flower blooming and reflected each action of Jeno's merciless cock.

Jeno bulged Y/N's stomach with each thrust, rearranging his organs in the process and growing his desire to breed the prince with copious amounts of cum deposited in his hole. Jeno continued to ravage and do Y/N with the sheer girth of his cock that entered Y/N's asshole like a lock fitting in a key. Y/N's prostate was being abused greatly with each rubbing of Jeno's cock's veins against it, resulting in waves of pleasure clouding the minds of both.

Jeno lost control and felt his climax nearing as he pulled out to his glans and pushed over six inches back all in one go for his last thrust, that pushed Y/N over the edge and led to his orgasm while Jeno released multiple spurts of thick cum into Y/N's passage, as a sort of signature on the documentation of their alliance. Jeno continued to push his cock further inside Y/N's hole as each spurt hit Y/N's walls more forcefully, overstimulating the younger. Y/N tiny hole remained stretched well by Jeno's fat cock inside of him that the prince begged to let remain inside.

Jeno reveled in his training of the younger prince and being the one pound and cream his greedy boypussy for the first time, knowing that peace between the kingdoms was secured for all eternity.

"This is a meeting I'll never forget," Y/N sighed with satisfaction while staring at Jeno.

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NCT Dream Dating Ban #8: All 7 members Pt. 2/3

NCT Dream can’t date girls. As their gay friend you help them out with their sexual needs. (Part 2 of 3)

This is a 100% gay smut story. Check out this post for my straight smut and this post for more gay smut.

Pairing: NCT Dream x Male Reader

Content: The boys of NCT Dream engage in an insanely hot orgie.

Type of Sex: WILD

Word Count: 4.6k

Previous parts in the NCT Dream 'Dating Ban' series: Jisung Pt. 1, Jisung Pt. 2, Haechan, Mark, Renjun Pt. 1, Renjun Pt. 2, Jeno Pt. 1, Jeno Pt. 2, Chenle, Jaemin Pt. 1, Jaemin Pt. 2, All Members Pt. 1.

Renjun glares lustfully at you, then shuts his eyes hard and opens his mouth wide when you stretch his hole open. You're naked on your back in your best friend Jisung's bed, and Renjun is sitting on his knees over your crotch.

When you glance to your left your eyes meet Jeno's. He's stretched long on his arms, towering over Jisung who's rubbing shoulders with you. Jeno smirks at you while he fucks your friend slowly but with passion missionary style, eagerly observing Renjun and yourself as your dick slides deeper into Renjun's ass.

Behind the twink riding your cock you can see the faces, shoulders and torsos of Mark and Haechan. They too have taken their clothes off. They stand naked by the foot of the bed, drooling and massaging their boners as they watch the live porn unfolding before their eyes.

Who would have thought that this is where you'd all end up? The whole scene is insane, but when you think about it it's not actually that surprising.

It's your last day with the boys and you have already had sex with each one of them individually. Of course they want to make the most of the few hours you have left together.

Renjun leans forward to kiss your lips. He bends his spine and rocks his ass back and forth in your arms, gliding on your thighs and stomach and engulfing the full length of your shaft. The slippery sensation is wonderful.

Jeno returns his focus to Jisung, who has his legs spread wide and knees in the air. His thigh keeps brushing against Renjun's beside him. Jeno groans of pleasure when he pulls himself back and forth on his elbows, shoving his dick repeatedly into Jisung's slender body.

Jisung is groaning too, but you're not sure if it's out of pleasure or pain. Over the past week he's come far, and you're quite impressed with how openly he's taken it all in. He's learned a lot, and he's no longer the inexperienced straight boy you came to visit. The fact that he's letting Jeno fuck him at all is proof of that.

Renjun, however, is definitely experienced. While Jisung gets comfortable with the size and feel of Jeno's dick filling him up, Renjun is working hard to pleasure yours. He lifts and lowers his ass repeatedly, rocking up and down while you hold him. The harder you fuck, the closer he leans in, and your chests soon rub together.

You suddenly feel a hand on your foot. It's Mark's. He wants in on the action. He puts a knee on the bed and slides up your calf.

“Ahh,” you moan, and turn to look at Jeno and Jisung again. The sensation of so many bodies all around you is thrilling and turns you on.

You watch as Jeno lifts a hand to feel Jisung's soft and narrow waist and stomach. He presses down with his palm on Jisung's chest, and lets his hand wander to your friend’s neck and shoulder.

You turn your head all the way to the side, to catch the expression on Jisung's face. He has his eyes closed, shallow puffs of air escaping from his open mouth.

Your body is stretched long on the bed. You lift your head to glance down over Renjun's shoulder. You push him down onto your chest to get a better view.

Mark is directly above and behind him. His hands are exploring your legs as well as Renjun's waist and spine. You wonder if this is the first time any of the boys have touched each other sexually.

Mark smiles wide when your eyes meet, and a piercing sensation shoots through your heart. Renjun buries his face in the pillow beside your head. A new pair of hands are suddenly touching your feet.

Behind Mark you see Haechan's adorable face and focused expression. He's looking straight down, at his own dick while he jerks it directly above your legs. He's caressing your lower parts and slaps his organ against Mark's rear. Mark seems oblivious to it but Haechan seems very into what he's doing.

Jeno turns to look at you again. He smiles at the sight of Renjun's body shaking in your arms. It turns him on, and he fucks Jisung a little faster.

“Jeno, can I?” Haechan suddenly asks and taps the man on the shoulder, breaking the verbal silence between all of you.

“Sure,” Jeno pants. He abruptly sits up, and swiftly pulls out of Jisung's ass. He stands up on the bed and takes a big leap over Jisung's tall but tiny body.

Haechan leaves your legs and feet alone, letting Mark and Renjun have you to themselves. He climbs higher onto the bed on his knees and puts a hand on Jisung's thigh.

“Can I?” he asks again and smiles softly at Jisung, hoping for a positive response.

“Yeah,” Jisung says, but he quickly closes his legs. He instead turns around to stand on all four. I've taught him well, you think and moan.

Your eyes meet when he comes around and faces you, and you give each other a nod of approval. The student has graduated. This – Jisung having sex with the others – is definitely new, and you certainly have taught him well.

Haechan springs to action. Having observed the sex for so long he's more than a little eager to be a part of it. He stands tall on his knees behind Jisung. You can see his upper body over Jisung's shoulder, before the latter leans in closer to give you a kiss on the lips and effectively blocks the view.

Your hands on Renjun's body relax when you begin to make out with your friend, and your thrusts quickly slow down. Jisung too seems to be calmed by the make-out session, or at least shifts his focus away from Haechan's approaching cock. That is, until his face suddenly freezes and he groans, when Haechan slowly penetrates him.

Jeno is standing by the headboard, tall and sexy behind you on the bed. He's leaning against the wall and has a relaxed posture, stroking his dick slowly while watching you all from above.

Renjun pulls his head away from you and sits up straight. His movement catches your attention, and you admire his slim figure while your hands glide down his front and sides and onto his thighs.

Mark closes in on him from behind. He wraps his arms around Renjun's chest and torso, and starts to kiss and lick his neck. Renjun tilts his head back, puts an arm around Mark's head and neck, and moans softly toward the ceiling. All while still riding you sensually.

It's incredibly erotic to watch. And for the first time ever you begin to wonder if the boys haven't don't all this before.

“Hey,” a voice suddenly calls.

Jeno looks up in the direction of the door. Haechan, who is rocking slowly back and forth while holding Jisung's narrow hips, stops thrusting and turns his head. Jisung stops kissing you and stares straight into your eyes, as you both wonder who the hell just came. You listen intently to figure out who it might be.

Only Mark and Renjun seem oblivious to the new arrival. They're making out far above you, fully focused on each other.

“Hey,” Jeno says and smiles wide.

You tear your eyes away from Jisung, to see the person who has entered. Chenle is looking exceptionally cheerful even for him, as he walks butt naked into the room with long and confident strides.

“Wanna join?” Jeno asks.

It's a question with an obvious answer.

Mark suddenly stop kissing Renjun's lips. He's slowly rocking his body, pressing his dick against Renjun's lower back.

“Where's Jaemin?” he asks.

Chenle comes all the way up to the bed. “Oh, he's coming,” he says merrily. “We just got out of the shower.”

We? you think to yourself. The image in your head confuses you, but you decide not to ask any questions.

For a moment Chenle looks a little lost, suddenly not quite sure where to go or what to do with himself. To his right, Haechan has returned to focus on Jisung, as he thrusts his groin against the man's cheeks and a clasping sound is produced. To his left, Renjun is bouncing gently on your cock while Mark is kissing and hugging him lovingly from behind.

Jisung comes back in to kiss you, and Jeno's gaze wanders back down to watch you make out, leaving Chenle to figure things out for himself.

He sits down on a chair by Jisung's desk, feeling somewhat left out and disappointed. Absentmindedly he begins to stroke his cute dick while observing the amazing sex at a distance.

His time will come. And he doesn't have to wait too long. Jaemin becomes his salvation.

The seventh and final member of NCT Dream walks in wearing only a towel around his waist. Like Chenle's, his hair is wet and he's taken his clothes off before he even got here. His skin is still moist from the shower they just had, and his boner is clearly visible through the tightly wrapped cloth.

“Am I last again?” he asks and laughs. He was the last one to have sex with you, and now he's the last one to arrive to the spontaneous orgie.

“Only because you probably took forever to fix your hair,” Jeno jokes. He's not entirely wrong.

Unlike Chenle, however, Jaemin is not afraid to assert himself and take his place among the guys. With the towel still around his waist he climbs onto the bed and puts one hand on Haechan's bare and mushy ass, and the other on Mark's warm shoulder.

Renjun has turned away from his lover. He has his hands on your chest and is rolling his hips and stomach wider and faster, passionately riding you like he was born for it. But he feels Jaemin's presence and how Mark is pulling away from him.

“Jaemin,” he says and turns his head. He wants to include his friend in the action. “Wanna fuck me?”

“Yes!” Jaemin exclaims. He's almost too excited about the idea. There's something in the eagerness and the tone of his voice that makes you take extra notice of it.

Why didn't Chenle get the same question? It makes you think once again that, maybe, at least some of the boys have done this before.

Renjun stops rolling, lifts his ass and your cock slowly falls out of him. It was perhaps just in time. You lay flustered and your dick is throbbing, having just been so close to the edge that another second – another bounce – could have been the final pump that made you burst.

Mark adapts to the change in interactions by taking several steps away from you both. He waddles backwards on his knees in the direction of Chenle on the chair.

Jisung has stopped kissing you, as Haechan has picked up the pace behind him. Instead he's grimacing and focusing, his mind clearly fixed on the shaft inside his pink hole and the loud and rapid clasping against his butt cheeks.

Jeno is leaning against the wall, his feet sunken deep into the mattress in front of Jisung's face. He keeps stroking his boner while looking around him, faster now that Haechan is really going at it. He enjoys the sea of naked bodies, hard dicks, wide open mouths and assholes, and lustful grins in the room.

An eight voice suddenly appears at the door. “Oh my god!” it says in a deep and manly tone. “This is so hot!”

Everyone abruptly stops what they're doing. Your heart flutters and a piercing worry shoots through your body. There should be no one left to join you.

Everyone simultaneously stop what they're doing and turn around. “What are you doing in my room?” Jisung asks. He can only see a figure in the corner of his eye but knows exactly who it is.

“The author accidentally put a photo of me in the previous part of this story so I thought I'd come say hi.” “I just came down to give Jeno this book,” Jaehyun says. He's holding up a copy of Sapiens – A Brief History of Humankind by Yuval Noah Harari.

“Oh,” Jeno exclaims happily. He abruptly jumps down from the bed causing everyone else to bounce high as he takes a heavy step on the mattress.

He comes around to the foot of the bed and gives his friend a hug. “Thanks,” he says and takes the book from Jaehyun's hand. He looks happy when he studies the cover, then quickly puts the book away on a shelf.

There are more important things to do right now than read.

Jaehyun looks stunned. Jeno is naked, erect and standing very close to him. But that's not what's thrown him off. Since when has Jeno been a hugger?

Anyway, the situation is far from what Jaehyun had expected to find when he came down to the Dream dorm.

“Wanna join?” Jeno asks and puts an arm around his friend.

“I can't, we're going to the airport,” Jaehyun says and looks sad, as he quickly adapts and processes what's going on around him. Jeno starts tugging on his t-shirt, pulling it up his fit stomach.

“Just a few minutes?” Haechan encourages, his dick still deep in Jisung's ass. Everyone is completely still and listening and watching for Jaehyun's response with anticipation.

Jeno kisses Jaehyun's lips. Jaehyun lets him, and raises his arms so his friend can pull the shirt over his head. “I- I really can't,” he says but allows Jeno to unbuckle his jeans. “Everyone is almost in the car already.”

Chenle abruptly stands up from his chair but doesn't take a step forward. Jaehyun's pants and underwear drop to the floor as Jeno quickly undresses him. All eyes are on them, and everyone is in a sudden amazement and disbelief when the two muscular men start touching and making out right in front of them.

“Fuck, that's hot,” Mark whispers.

“Yeeeah…” you say wide-eyed and horny.

“Oh my God,” Renjun and Jaemin, the latter sitting between you at the center of the bed, utter at the same time.

“Fuck me,” Chenle exclaims mostly just as an expression of arousal, but it causes Jaehyun to react and turn around.

The newcomer and temporary guest is as hard as everyone else, following the sight of the orgie and the hot and naked make-out session with Jeno. Chenle blinks and is unable to move when Jaehyun steps out of his underwear on the floor and approaches him.

Jeno takes a step back. Everyone has their eyes and mouths wide open when Jaehyun grabs Chenle's slender, naked body. He abruptly turns the poor and surprised boy around and pushes on his shoulder to get him to lean forward over the chair.

Chenle's dick swings and sways in the air from the sudden movement. He grabs the armrests and instinctively spreads his legs and pouts his ass out. Jaehyun moves closer and positions his erection between Chenle's cheeks. The latter moans and grimaces while the former is fully focused on the ass and shaft in his hands.

The head finds its path. Jaehyun pushes it forward. Chenle lets out a pained groan when he's penetrated. He's happy though. Finally someone is paying him some attention.

Jaehyun quickly starts fucking Chenle from behind. Slow at first, but then fast and lustfully. He has both hands on Chenle's hips while his boner goes in and out of the tight hole.

He goes faster, harder, louder. The chair slams repeatedly against the wall. Jaehyun grunts audibly, and Chenle whimpers lowly. The rest of you remain still and somewhat in shock by all of this.

Jaehyun really is in a rush though. He quickly reaches his peak, eager to come sooner rather than later. He starts to sweat, his thigh and arm muscles working tirelessly. The loud smacking of his hips against Chenle's sore cheeks is a massive turnon for everyone.

Jaehyun looks down at his shaft in the hole, then throws his head back at the ceiling. He pulls Chenle deep and repeatedly onto his cock. He ignores everyone else, while he erupts and ejaculates with a loud groan from the bottom of his throat.

“Uuuhhh, uuuhhh, Mmm!” he exclaims as he unloads. “Mmm, fuck yeah, mmmm!”

He slows down. He knows that everyone is watching him when his dick falls out of the ass and he backs away.

“Was this what you wanted?” he asks and slaps Chenle on the cheeks with a huge grin on his face.

“Y-yeah,” Chenle whispers, stunned and unable to speak.

“Well, I really do have to run,” Jaehyun says. He quickly goes to pick up his clothes, and while he's at it he playfully grabs Jeno's hard dick and gives the man one final kiss on the lips. “Enjoy the book.”

Jaehyun leaves the room naked, smirking and holding his clothes in his hands. He's quite pleased to have shocked and amazed you. The last thing you see of him is his bare ass and back as he turns a corner.

What the fuck? you think to yourself. That was crazy!

Chenle slowly turns around and looks at all of you. No one says a word as he collapses in the chair.

Haechan glances around and your eyes meet. “That was insane,” you whisper to him.

He smiles back at you. “We should visit them upstairs more often,” he says and chuckles.

Yeah, Haechan. Yeah, you really should.

Gradually, everyone returns to their previous partners. Renjun has climbed off you and comes to lie beside you. You touch and make out while rubbing your bodies together.

Jaemin finally takes off his towel. You feel him shuffle around by your feet.

Haechan starts thrusting into Jisung's ass again. The two become focused on themselves.

Jeno moves from his spot on the floor by the foot of the bed, and returns to his previous position on the bed. It bounces when he climbs back up to stand by the headboard.

Mark makes his way to stand beside Chenle in the chair, who looks flustered and stunned but totally satisfied.

And finally, Jaemin puts a hand on Haechan's shoulder, who turns around and smiles at his friend.

A minute after Jaehyun has left the room you hear the front door slam shut. He has now left the building and everything is back to normal. It's like his appearance never happened.

Jaemin's presence on the bed shakes things up though, and the touch on the shoulder is the start of something new. As you make out with Renjun you turn your head and meet Jaemin and Haechan's eyes.

Haechan nods at you as if asking a question. You smile back to confirm what you're both thinking. You roll on your back and Renjun kisses your arm and chest, as if to say goodbye when you pull away from him. When he looks up he gives Jaemin a lustful glare.

The four of you have suddenly reached a silent agreement.

Haechan stops thrusting into Jisung and slowly pulls out, eager to have his turn with you. Jaemin backs away, getting ready to give Renjun a go. Renjun lets you go and half way sits up beside you.

Things are happening, and it's time for new partners and positions.

Haechan crawls over your legs and takes Renjun's place. You roll sideways with your back and ass toward him, and he holds you close as you make yourselves comfortable. You both scoot closer to Jisung to prevent Renjun from falling off, while Jaemin gets out of bed and approaches Renjun's side.

It's unclear if Mark has been pushed away by Jaemin's arrival or if he's drawn to Chenle anyway, but he suddenly stands next to the latter with a firm grip around his own dick. Its presence so close makes Chenle blush. Mark smiles naughtily and asserts his will by playfully swinging the dick closer to the shocked but satisfied eyes and lips beside him.

Jeno's feet by your head suddenly disappear, as he sits down on his knees above you. His dick is waving near your face, as is Jisung's when you move closer to him still. Haechan behind you is getting ready to penetrate your ass one last time this week, and you grab Jeno and Jisung's cocks to pull them all the way in.

You kiss Jisung's head and lick the shaft. Then you take the full length of Jeno's dick in your mouth and suck. They let out audible moans as you play with and pleasure them, which sends a shiver of arousal through every man in the room.

Jisung pushes higher and he and Jeno start to make out. Their crotches and stomachs rub together and your head gets enclosed in a small space between them. You take turns licking and sucking them while stroking their sexy thighs.

You glance up several times. First at Jeno's defined abs and chest, then at Jisung flat and firm waist and belly button. The sight is incredibly hot.

Haechan's dick eventually stretches your hole. For a moment you pause as he slides in slowly from behind while holding your body tight. You stop pleasuring and sucking and let the two dicks rest on your face while you hold your breath and grimace.

Despite your efforts to share the space on the bed, Renjun is forced to put one leg on either side of yours and Haechan’s. He has moved to the foot of the bed and is sticking his round ass out, as he spreads his cheeks for Jaemin to enjoy.

Jaemin penetrates him from behind. He quickly starts rocking his body back and forth, his feet firmly planted on the ground. He holds Renjun's cheeks and narrow hips between his big hands.

Renjun looks at Haechan, leans down over you both, and the two begin to make out. You can hear and feel them sucking face behind you, while Haechan slowly and repeatedly thrusts his strong and pulsing boner into you.

Haechan's hand is firm on your hip. His cock is throbbing and rubbing inside you. His chest is pressed against your back while he fucks you slow and twists his neck to reach Renjun's mouth with his tongue.

You push yourself up on your arm and elbow, to get to Jisung's stomach with your lips. You briefly kiss it while caressing his firm ass and smooth back, until Jeno lowers himself over you so that his dick can go deeper into your throat. You take it, then gag, but only for a second as you pull your head back and your wet lips glide all the way up the hard shaft.

Meanwhile, Chenle and Mark have found each other. The hot and vivid memory of Jaehyun fucking Chenle good has pulled Mark in, and the enticing erection waving near his face has made Chenle curious.

“Ah, fuuck!” you suddenly hear Mark exclaim, when Chenle grabs the dick and takes it in his mouth – just the way you taught him when you gave him a blowjob two days ago.

He has a hand on Mark's hip. Mark is leaning in closer and closer over the chair, spreading his legs over Chenle who remains seated. You can’t see them clearly from this angle even when you twist your neck in an attempt to look, because Jaemin and Renjun are partially block your view. But the sounds give you a good picture of what is going on in the corner.

“Get closer,” you hear Mark order and it surprises you how stern he sounds.

It suddenly dawns on you that everyone is engaged in something. It’s like your initial sex with Jisung – whom you’ve already been sleeping with daily anyway – and Renjun – who is the only one who has come out to you as gay – has triggered something great and wonderful.

Gay or not, the week has opened the boys up to your world. The fact that they're now part of a full-blown orgie, and that they aren’t shy to pleasure each other even without your direct involvement, certainly proves something.

Jisung interrupts your thoughts when he moves away from you, pushed aside by Jeno who has claimed most of the space above your head. You gag a second time. Jisung gets out of bed and stands to watch, holding and slowly stroking his dick while his eyes wander around the scene.

He sees Mark's ass and the side of Chenle's head bobbing repeatedly against his crotch. Now that everyone has fallen into a rhythm, Jisung makes his way to them to join and observe.

If there is one person who wasn’t used to gay sex before this week but who would now be open to sucking dick, Jisung is surely the one. Chenle might have come far too, but when you see Jisung disappear in their direction curiosity gets the better of you.

This you’ve got to see. You suddenly roll on your back, and Haechan pulls out of your ass. The sensation when his dick is released from your tight grip feels so good.

Jisung bends down by Chenle's chair and Mark turns to give him space. Jisung takes Mark's dick in his mouth while Chenle stands up and puts his hands on Jisung’s head. You half way sit up just in time to see the three of them as they begin to play.

Jisung's head is soon the one bobbing quickly back and forth, altering between the two magnificent erections. You can’t help but feel a little proud. Not just of him, but of all of them.

Meanwhile something else grabs your attention. Jaemin is going hard and wild, thrusting into Renjun's ass with great force. Haechan has rolled on his back and is stroking Renjun's chest, as the latter violently jolts back and forth above him, making the entire bed shake and slam against the wall.

You shake with it. Jeno almost loses his footing. It's a wonderful ride and you're loving every second of it.

As Jisung's blows Chenle with passion, Mark soon takes a seat on the chair to let Jisung focus on just one dick. He makes himself comfortable, spreading his legs while watching the show and slowly pleasuring himself. So far, he's the only ones who haven’t either fucked or been fucked on this occasion.

“Hey Chenle, come here,” you say and smile. You’ve realized that ever since he entered the room, despite being the target of Jaehyun's brief appearance, he hasn’t been included in the thick of things. Considering how abruptly he came on to you just days ago, and that all you did back then was to give him a blowjob, you also figure that he needs a pocket pussy too – just as much as any of the others.

You'd be happy to give him one.

Chenle looks up when you call his name. His arms are stretched and his fingers still play in Jisung's hair. Jisung lets go of the dick and stands up straight. He and Mark look on as Chenle makes his way toward the bed, walking tall and confidently with a big smile on his face.

Maybe he's been turned on by all the hot sex. Maybe being fucked by Jaehyun, sucked by Jisung and sucking Mark has given him a boost. Or maybe he's so confident and proud because he knows what’s finally coming his way.

Regardless, he eagerly follows your voice. He's about to have his turn with you. The fact that he might finally top you is a thrill.

And everyone else are eager too. The party is far from over.

Tell me what you though of this week's part 😊 Leave a comment, drop me a message or send an anonymous ask/request if you prefer (even if it's not a request). I'm anxious to know your thoughts about this story 😁

The third and final part will be posted next week, Thursday December 12, 2024.

[star-suh]

Yn and His Week of Wonders

Lee Hoseok, Lee Jeno, Choi Minho, Kim Mingyu, Kang Yeosang x Male Reader

cw: college au, reader becomes a whore, top classmate yeosang, top coach mingyu, top jock jeno, verse jock wonho, top principal minho, verse reader, bareback, sexual toys, cheating, degradation, double penetration, blowjobs, rimjobs, facesitting, spit play, semi-public sex, musk kink, feminization, chest play, spanking, choking.

an: first fic of the year, enjoy 🫶

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yn always thought that life in university would be very hard, the tiring semesters, annoying classmates, papers he has to do, all that wasn't easy and sometimes the thought of dropping out roamed on his head but thankfully a series of events that happened over the course of a week made him stay. life in university would be very interesting for him.

Tuesday:

yn's deskmate yeosang has always flirted with him and yn obviously responded to it. these flirts little by little started to become sexual, touchings here and there, bulge grabbing, vulgar signs. yeosang invited yn to a frat party on the campus. “who the fuck does a party on week days” yn groans, “dunno” yeosang shrugs, “see you there then”. he was not sure if going or not but something was telling him to go, who knows maybe things could escalate to something more fun?. “heyy!! you're here” yeosang went to hug yn and also took advantage to grab yn’s clothed ass. something that caught him off guard but it was foreshadowing what would happen later at night.

10 pm and yeosang was all touchy touchy with yn, all over him, his big frame and muscular arms caging yn against the wall. his breath mixed with alcohol intoxicating yn, their lips brushing against each other, “may i?” yeosang whispered. “yeah…” yn nodded. their lips clashed against each other. they were hungry for each other, their tongues dancing with each other, their saliva mixing and yeosang's biting yn's lower lip. “let's go upstairs” yn suggested.

they didn't wait until the door was closed, they were walking towards the bed while still kissing, just a trail of their clothes left behind. yeosang sat on the bed rubbing his dick, making eye contact with yn who immediately understood what he wanted. he knelt down and began to suck on yeosang’s meat. his glistening lips going up and down his shaft leaving it soaked with spit. he deepthroated him, holding it for a few seconds and then pulling it out completely. “you're doing such a good job. fuck!!” yeo praised.

next thing yn knew was that he was already on top of yeosang, straddling him while his cock plows his hole. his tight walls being opened by each thrust. “fuck yeosang.. this feels so good” he cried, his hands gripping yeosang’s big chest hard, leaving red prints of them. yeosang then made yn stand in all fours and resumed the thrusting while he stands up. yn moaned against the mattress while yeosang was just acting cocky, flexing his muscular arms and looking himself at the closet mirror, his sweaty body shining with the dim lights of the room. “are you ready for it, boy?” yeosang asked, informing yn that he was about to cum. “yes please, fill me up!!” he begged. “holy shit, it's coming” he spanked yn and immediately afterwards he came, his balls emptying themselves inside his deskmate’s sloppy hole. he pulls out and yn fell tired to the mattress, with no strength left. “let me help you” yeosang turn yn around and sucked him off, “wait” yn tried to stop him “what are you doing?”. yeosang continued until yn came on his mouth, he swallowed it all and smacked his lips at the end, as if he just tried something tasty “i just wanted you to cum too”.

unbeknownst to them some pervert was watching everything through the slightly open door.

Wednesday:

yn was getting ready to go and do some help to the sports faculty. while he was getting his bag ready something caught his attention, a transparent dildo poking out his backpack, “oh damn, guess my riding sessions have to be canceled today”, he pushed the dildo to the backpack’s bottom.

the students in that faculty were so disorganized that students from other faculties have had to go and help clean the locker rooms. “these fucking bastards. why do they have to be so dirty, ugh!” yn complained, he also was supposed to join other two students but they canceled at the last minute so he had to do all the work by himself.

“ig guess that's all” he says with joy doing little claps. he sat in one of the benches and rummage through his backpack to find something to eat. being so careless the dildo slowly slipped out of the backpack, falling to the floor, he bent down to pick it up. “hey what are you doing here” a man spoke, the voice catching yn off guard so he jumped in surprise, dropping the dildo once again. it was coach mingyu, the dream man of everyone in the campus. “oh i’m sorry i came here to help clean up the locker rooms” but mingyu wasn't looking at him, his eyes were glued towards something in the floor. realization hitting yn who quickly grabbed the dildo hiding it behind his back. “what's that?” mingyu asked. “nothing” yn nervously tries to brush it off and hide the object.

“were you doing naughty things in here?” mingyu asked, “are you one of those perverts that get off in public spaces?”.

“no, it’s nothing like that” yn’s face was bright red. mingyu kept questioning yn taking some steps forward while yn walked backwards trying to make some space between him and the coach. but then one of his legs gave up and yn fell. the dildo then was picked by mingyu who inspected the clear object, “you're quite the hungry one, huh?” he muttered trying to measure the size of the object with his hands, “you must take it like a champ” he adds…

“fuck it, you really take it like a champ” mingyu groans, his hand accelerating the pace of the thrusts. the sloppy dildo going in and out of yn’s abused hole. he was in one of the benches, folded, holding his legs against his chest displaying all his back side for mingyu to use as he pleases. ‘how the fuck did we ended up doing this’ yn questioned himself on his mind, the pleasure clouding it. mingyu discarded his shirt, his big chest bouncing when he freed it.”you’re making me so horny man” he blurted out. pants already unzipped and underwear already discarded, he was ready to replace the dildo with his own cock, “be ready for the real deal” he said, slapping its tip on the other’s hole. he put it all at once and starts slamming himself with the same speed he used to thrust the dildo. “you’re still so tight after all that dildo fucking. seems like you’re made just to pleasure cocks”.

yn pinched mingyu’s nipples and gripped hard his chest. he loved how big and bouncy it was, god how much he wanted to motorboat them or be suffocated by them, the mere thought making his dick leak drops of cum. mingyu’s big hand stroke yn’s dick while the other arm was around his neck, once again he felt intoxicated by how manly mingyu smelled, how he was being used to pleasure that greek god, he wished he could do this all day. his hole gripping hard mingyu’s cock, he didn’t want mingyu to pull out, he wanted that fat cock inside him forever.

few slams later mingyu pulled out cumming on yn’s back and the later came on mingyu’s hand. he then made yn lick clean his hand and wipe the cum off of his back. “and i was right, you took it like a champ” he winked at him and left. yn left the locker rooms limping.

Tuesday:

“look who’s here”, jeno said while walking towards yn accompanied by his friend hoseok, nicknamed wonho. both were the jocks of the campus and the top athletes of the university. “leave me alone” yn said annoyed. “why tho?. i thought sluts like you love the attention?” jeno adds catching yn off guard, “what did you just said?” yn asked concerned. “weren’t you the one being fucked in that party” jeno quickly responded “and also being folded by coach mingyu, woah such a whore bro”. “how did you even..” yn tried to made up things but jeno cut him off “you shouldn’t be fucking in public spaces ynnie, everyone could catch you, you know?”. “be thankful jeno was the one who caught you in your pervy adventures bro” wonho chimed in. he grabbed yn’s hand and put it on his crotch, “now you should know what we want bro” he added. “what the…” what’s the only thing yn said, “we wanna have a piece of that cake too” jeno said, sliding his hand inside yn’s denim short. “woah woah woah buddy wait. are you two blackmailing me?” yn spoke. “well you could say that bro” wonho shrugged, “but deep inside you know you want to taste our dicks” jeno added.

the “”blackmail”” worked, yn was kneeling in the jock’s dorm taking turns to suck on each dick, kissing the tips, licking the shafts and tracing every vein with his tongue. his tongue swirling on wonho’s tip while jerking jeno with his hand.

both jocks took turns to drill yn’s ass, while jeno fucks his ass wonho fucks his mouth then they change places. yn leaned down, his back against the mattress, jeno keeps fucking him while wonho sat on his face, riding his tongue that was exploring his warm insides, “keep working with that tongue of yours bro, feels majestic” wonho pinched his nipples lightly while his hips rocked side to side, forwards and backwards, so yn’s tongue can at least brush slightly wonho’s prostate. next, wonho was bouncing his big fat ass on yn’s dick while jeno fucked his mouth, “i’m gonna nut in your mouth and you better swallow it” jeno demanded, pulling out and jerking it off until the ropes of cum spurted from his tip landed on yn’s face and tongue. scooping the liquid with his hand and licking it all. “good boy” jeno said, slapping his left cheek gently. wonho on the other side was clenching so hard to milk yn dry. “come on bro, give me that semen” he started to sit hard “if you don’t give me that cum i’m gonna break this pathetic dick” the threat sounding cute to jeno but not to yn, who afraid of having to go to a doctor for a fractured dick stopped holding it and painted wonho’s insides white.

“see it wasn’t that hard” wonho stood up with the liquid leaking down his toned legs “that was a good load bro”.

Friday:

“why am i here again?” yn questioned minho, the principal of the university. “a lot of teachers had passed me a report of your grades. they had lowered a lot” concerned laced on his tone. “so tell me what’s happening”, minho was waiting for an answer but nothing came out of yn’s mouth, his eyes leaving the computer’s screen just to see yn chatting with someone, a smug smirk on his face. “ok that’s enough” annoyed minho snatched the phone out of yn’s hands and looked at the screen, what he saw left him speechless, mouth agape. a pic of a gaping ass leaking with cum, “what’s the meaning of this mr. yn ln. who’s this in this pic?”. “it’s my ass. with someone’s cum on it” he said as if it was something completely normal. “why are you carelessly spreading your private pics” the principal asks, his face completely flushed. “it’s not as if i’m sharing them with everyone… just with the people i fuck with. but we are here to discuss other things, right mr. principal” his smug face showing how completely he has changed, from an almost shy boy to a fuckboy now. “is this the reason why your grades are dropping?” the principal try to connect the dots, “...it’s like you’re only thinking in your sexual life. that cannot be mr. yn, we have to think in a way you focus again in your studies”. “what do you have in mind?” some sassiness in his tone, his eyes narrowed, he knows what was coming for him…

his face was flushed, tears pooling on his eyes and some of it rolled down his cheeks, tongue out and eyes rolling back. “read that again” minho spanked his already red ass, littered with red prints of his big calloused hands, his dick railing the student’s loose hole. “a… a.. flowchart is a di-diagram that depicts… a pro…cess, system or computer al-algori..thm… algorithm” he barely managed to read the first line that was on the computer’s screen. “what happened to all that cockyness of before mr. yn. does me fucking your pussy made you dumb?” minho was big and thick, a size yn has never taken up his ass so he was struggling to focus, “we’re gonna keep doing this until your grades go up, understood?”, “yes sir” yn replied quickly, his legs were trembling so he just leaned his upper torso on minho’s desk and left him rail him into oblivion. “this pussy is better than my wife’s, it’s tighter”. the next hour yn was trashed around the principal’s office, minho fucked him against the wall and windows and even answered a phone call while muffling yn’s whimpers with his hand. the thrusts were so hard that minho’s ass was bouncing, looking as if he was throwing it back and the skin slapping sound echoed in the office. minho’s hand makes its way towards the bottom’s neck gripping on it hard, making yn feel lightheaded

“i can’t… take it anymore please” yn said, all that minho’s been doing is overstimulating yn with the choking being his last straw, cumming right at the spot hands free. “such a nasty slut you are” minho spoke, quitting his hand off of yn’s neck. now grabbing him by his waist with both hands as if he was a toy to milk himself. “you need a man’s sperm inside you not some stupid classmate who knows nothing on how to plow a pussy” he starts to spit on the tip of his dick and slamming himself back, “i’m gonna cream this pussy every time we have a study session. if this is what your horny dumb ass wants then this is what you are getting, cocksucker slut”.

more nasty words came from minho’s mouth, who would’ve thought such a classy, married and distinguishable man would be such a pervert beast in sex. he fucked yn the whole hour and no sign of tiredness could be seen on him. he pulls out his dick that comes out soaked in thick cum, yn’s gape loose hole oozing with it too. “i’ve never came this much in my life, not even with my wife” he tells yn who was tired as fuck, “you’re pussy is really that good,with how much i came you might be pregnant by now” he jokes with one last spank on yn’s ass that causes some cum to get spilled on the surroundings. “rest all you want, no one can enter this office without my permission” and as he said that yn fell asleep.

the next semesters were amazing for yn to say the least. getting spitroasted and double penetrated by jeno and wonho. fucked by yeosang on the bathrooms and even in some classrooms. the study lessons went good with principal minho, yn can now read the first line, without stuttering at least. coach mingyu fucks him in his office now too he is also a little kinky using vibrators, cock rings and restraints on yn.

yn also sometimes doms wonho, fucking him while he wear the sports shirt and a black string thong that he just pulls to the side and fucks his bubblebutt smeared in lube “nut in my pussy bro” wonho pleads, “you know i’ll always cum inside you” kissing him right afterwards.

who would've thought a week of misunderstandings and teasings would derive into semesters full of lust. yn now doesn’t want to drop out of university but instead wishes time does not passes so fast so he can enjoy all this for a long time.

[junjiie]

AWKWARD⠀⸻⠀이마크⠀😵🔋

AMiGAYQUiZ.Com… URGENT!⠀⠀☆★⠀⠀mark lee is pretty sure he’s straight—as most stories like this usually start out. it takes a few too many gay jokes, a few too many twitter selfies, and a few too many early morning & late night ‘bro cuddling sessions’—all from his best friend, might he add—to realise that that may not be the case.

pairing⠀₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎⠀mark lee x male!reader

genre⠀૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა⠀smau, fluff&humour, pretty much plotless.. we’re having a gay little markie winter!

warnings⠀o( > <)o⠀swearing, kys&kms jokes, implied sex&sexual references, ref. to drugs, alcohol, smoking, i like nic jokes&using krn words too much sorryyyy

featuring⠀(_ _ ) ᶻᶻᶻ⠀( most of ) nct dream, sungchan of riize, johnny of 127. other mentions likely!

jj 🤓⠀mark minhyung lee likes boys he told me. he shook that ass for drake.. now he’s shaking it for ME! dedicated to user mins-fins aka isa wisa this one is for u best friend 💝 anw ermm taglist open ok baiii 🤗

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[niki-phoria]

너는 나의 orbit, you're my one and only / 밤하늘을 함께 fly with you

“come on, just one kiss,” you whine as HUANG RENJUN tucks the blankets a little tighter around your body. he raises a knowing eyebrow as he looks down at you, purposefully making sure your entire body is tightly wrapped in the softest blankets in your apartment. “please?”

“you’re sick, y/n,” he chuckles. renjun slides the tissue box across the table, propping it upwards in your direction. “you’ve been coughing on me all morning. i’m not gonna let you spread your germs any farther.”

“i haven’t been coughing on you.” despite your words, your body seems to immediately betray you. your eyes flutter shut as another series of coughs racks through you. the force rattles your lungs and forces you to breathe in through short, painful gasps. your throat burns painfully as you tuck your face into the crook of your arm, falling back until your head rests against the edge of the couch once again. “just be glad i’m not throwing up on you.”

“trust me, i am.” renjun grimaces, though he doesn’t let you see. the fabric of his sweatpants rustles against your rug as he kneels down beside you. his skin feels cool against your skin as he rests his palm against your forehead. “your fever is getting worse,” he sighs. “i want you to take some more medicine after you eat.”

you groan quietly; the sound is muffled by the fabric of renjun’s stolen sweatshirt that hangs loosely off of your frame. “if you’re gonna force me to take more medicine, can i at least have a kiss?”

renjun sighs softly as he relents. he quietly chuckles, shaking his head as he leans down. your eyes flutter shut in anticipation before his lips brush against your forehead - feather-light and cool against your feverish skin. his touch is gone almost as soon as you feel it, leaving you with flushed cheeks and a rapid heartbeat. “that’s all you get until you feel better.” 

“tease,” you huff. 

renjun chuckles in response. he intertwines his fingers with yours before leaning down pressing a final chaste kiss against your knuckles. “don’t worry, baby. i’ll make you some congee. maybe it’ll soothe your throat.”

you smile softly, squeezing his hand in return. “thank you, jun.”

notes: gn!reader, 374 words, still testing new layouts and idk if i like this one, inspired by the fever that i had last week lmao, very late but welcome back renjun :)) i'm glad he's performing with 7dream again <33, barely proofread !! please forgive any mistakes, title from txt - dear sputnik

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[suunani]

always been you ( park jisung )

▍ jisung is ridiculously in love with you, but he’s way too scared of ruining your precious friendship.

content : 1100 words, male reader, fluff fluff fluff, jisung is wearing glasses, bestfriend!jisung, nerdy!jisung.

jisung was used to you being so touchy.

you’d always been like that — casual, confident, and completely at ease with showing affection.

whether it was slinging an arm over his shoulders when you walked together, ruffling his hair, or grabbing his hand to pull him toward whatever adventure you had in mind. touch was just… part of how you were.

and for the longest time, jisung had assumed it was normal. people were affectionate, right? friends acted that way. you were just being you, and that was fine. he didn’t question it.

but that was before he realized he was in love with you.

now, every brush of your hand, every playful shove, every hug that lingered just a second too long, felt like a punch straight to his chest.

the way you reached out to him, the way your fingers brushed against his skin — everything about it made his heart race, his thoughts stumble over themselves, and his body freeze up in ways he couldn’t control.

and you had no idea. of course you didn’t.

how could you? to you, it was all so easy, so natural. but to jisung? it was torture in the best, most confusing way.

and now, here you were again, doing something so normal, yet to him, it felt like everything.

“you’re doing it again,” you said, leaning across the library table, tapping your pencil against his forehead.

jisung blinked, startled. “d-doing what?”

“zoning out,” you replied, grinning as you pulled back. “you’ve been staring at your laptop screen for ten minutes and haven’t typed a single word. what’s going on in that big brain of yours?”

“nothing,” he said quickly, pushing his glasses up his nose and averting your eyes.

you tilted your head, studying him like you always did when you knew he was lying. “really? because you’re fidgeting with your hoodie strings again.”

he immediately dropped the strings and shoved his hands under the table, cursing himself silently.

“i’m just… tired,” he mumbled, knowing how unconvincing he sounded.

“mmh,” you said, not buying it for a second.

instead of pressing him further, though, you leaned across the table again, your chin propped on your hand.

“want me to type for you? you’re obviously useless right now.”

“i’m not useless!” he protested, his voice cracking slightly.

you grinned, your free hand reaching out to ruffle his hair. “relax, i’m kidding. but seriously, what’s up? you’ve been weird all day.”

jisung’s heart skipped a beat at the contact, and he quickly ducked his head, hoping you wouldn’t notice the redness creeping up his neck. “i’m fine. promise.”

you frowned, leaning closer until he could feel the warmth of your presence across the table. “you sure? because you know you can tell me anything, right?”

that was the problem.

you were too kind, too attentive, too you.

you made it impossible for him to hide his feelings, but at the same time, the thought of telling you the truth terrified him. what if it ruined everything? what if you didn’t feel the same way?

he couldn’t lose you.

“i-it’s nothing,” he said weakly, staring at the blank document on his screen.

you didn’t look convinced, but instead of pushing him, you reached out and rested a hand on his arm. your thumb brushed lightly against the fabric of his hoodie, a simple, unconscious gesture, but it was enough to send his heart into overdrive.

“sungie,” you said softly, your voice full of patience and warmth. “you’ve been acting off for weeks. did something happen? did someone say something to you?”

“n-no!” he said quickly, shaking his head.

“then what is it?” you pressed, your eyes searching his face.

jisung felt his chest tighten, the weight of his feelings threatening to crush him.

he couldn’t keep doing this. he couldn’t keep pretending everything was fine when it so clearly wasn’t.

“i…” he hesitated, his fingers clenching into fists under the table. “i need to tell you something.”

you straightened slightly, your expression soft but serious. “okay. i’m listening.”

his heart was pounding so hard he thought it might burst. he couldn’t look at you — not directly.

instead, he stared at his hands, the words spilling out in a frantic rush.

“i love you.”

he blurted out, the words tumbling out before he could stop them. his voice shook, and his chest felt tight.

“like, really love you. more than a friend. a lot more. and i’ve been trying to ignore it, trying to keep it to myself because i didn’t want to ruin anything, but it’s been eating me up inside. every time you smile at me, or touch me, or just say my name.. god, it drives me completely crazy. and i know you probably don’t feel the same way, and i’m sorry if this makes things weird between us, but i—”

“jisung, wait—”

“no, let me finish!” he interrupted, panic bubbling up as the words rushed out faster than he could think. “you mean everything to me. you’re the best part of my day, every day. and i can’t stop thinking about you, and i know you deserve someone better than me, but i… i can’t help it. i don’t want to lose you, but i—”

“jisung,” you said, your voice steady but gentle.

you reached out and placed your hand over his, your touch grounding him in the moment. it was soft, but firm enough to make his heart skip a beat.

he froze, his breath caught in his chest as he finally looked up at you.

“breathe,” you said softly, your thumb brushing over his knuckles. “it’s okay. you’re okay.”

he let out a shaky exhale, his shoulders slumping slightly.

“i’m sorry,” he mumbled, his voice barely audible. “i didn’t mean to dump all of that on you. i just…”

“stop apologizing,” you said gently, your fingers tightening around his. “you didn’t ruin anything.”

he stared at you, his eyes wide and unsure, searching for any sign that this wasn’t just some dream. “i didn’t?”

you shook your head, a small smile tugging at your lips. “no, sungie. you didn’t ruin anything. if anything, you just made my day.”

his heart skipped a beat. “w-what?”

“did it seriously never cross your mind that i might feel the same way?” you asked, tilting your head. “because i do. i have for a while actually.”

he blinked, unable to process the words.

“you… you do?”

you grinned, leaning closer until your forehead was nearly touching his. “of course i do, idiot. why do you think i’m always all over you?”

jisung’s face burned, and he let out a shaky laugh, his glasses slipping slightly down his nose. “i thought you were just… you know. just being you.”

“i am me,” you said, your grin softening into something more tender. “and you’re you. and that’s exactly why this works.”

he let out another breathless laugh, his heart feeling too full to contain. “i can’t believe this is happening.”

“believe it,” you said, squeezing his hand one last time before letting go — only to immediately ruffle his hair again. “but next time, maybe don’t spiral so much before confessing, okay?”

“no promises,” he said, grinning despite himself.

you rolled your eyes, but the affection in your expression was impossible to miss. “you’re such a dork.”

“but i’m your dork, right?” he said shyly, his voice full of wonder.

“yeah,” you said, your smile widening as you rested your chin back on your hand. “of course you are.”

[jaeyong-sucker]

monster

pairing: lee jeno x male reader

genre: smut (i mean what else lmao)

warnings: monster under the bed!jeno x male reader, unprotected sex, rough sex, blowjobs, face fucking, anilingus, posssessiveness, breeding, mention of blood

note: its my first time writing something in a looooong while and i honestly forgot how to write lol forgive the rusty writing... not proofread TT... basically it's male reader and jeno fucking like rabbits since they have the whole place to themselves

your roommate has already boarded the bus. the symbolic angel on your shoulder berates you for just watching him carry the luggage that can almost engulf him while the demon cheers you on for being selfish and following the throbbing feeling between your legs. finally, you have the whole room to yourself and you find yourself thanking the chancellor for approving a two week break from your university. you don't remember the last time you spoke to the

“has he already left?” you feel its hot breath graze your neck as its scaly claws caress your waist. a blush crept up your cheeks as you hear its voice again after god knows how long. 

“we have the whole room to ourselves now.” you turn around and nuzzle its hairy chest. it's the same warm chest you've known since fifteen years ago. 

you were no stranger to loneliness. it was with you as early as the age of three when the kids in the park deliberately ignored you and has introduced you to the feeling of being invisible despite being present at the moment. it was there when your whole family went on a trip to london thinking everyone is present when they didn't even bother waking up the middle child (you). it followed you like a shadow from kindergarten up to college. 

but there was jeno. or that was what you liked to call it. It started with the scratching noises under your bed that kept you awake at night. you thought it was just your older brother doing whatever stupid thing he thought of in the middle of the night. but then, he sleeps early and is a heavy sleeper at that. curiosity kicks in and you recall the stories your teacher told you about monsters lingering under your bed. now was the time to test it out. 

gently kneeling to the floor and crouching low enough to see the bottom of the bed, you took a flashlight with the purpose of finding the monster. you didn't need the flashlight to see the faint, glowing eyes staring back at you. you froze. the scream you were about to let out got stuck in your throat. your pulse quickened as you stopped breathing. somehow, you were able to see its long arms that has scales, its claws that looked like it could kill you by one simple scratch, its dark, hairy body and scaly legs and tail. there is a monster! 

kids your age would surely scream at the sight of the grotesque creature but somehow, you don't find yourself scared of this unknown being. rather, a warmth rises on your chest and you feel oddly calmed by the monster's presence. the initial fear turned into fascination. maybe you weren't alone. 

“i’m y/n.” you whisper before extending your hand for the monster to shake. the monster just stares back for god knows how long before extending its scaly hand and lets out a low grunt as if to acknowledge your presence. the warmth of the gesture made up for its cold hands. you find yourself smiling at the newfound connection as you squeeze the monster's cold hands. 

“i’ll call you jeno.”

since that night, you crouch down on the floor to talk to the monster about your day. whether it be receiving a long lecture about being good from your parents or the bullies at school stealing your lunch. the monster didn't seem to be annoyed at your endless yapping. well, it did release a low sound every time you said something just like how a normal person would nod if someone said something to them. you would even hand it a plate of cookies which he wouldn't touch as you talk, but would be empty by the time you wake up in the morning. 

he was your only friend and you didn't bother making other friends at school. you know you wouldn't fit in anyway. you cam home one time and found a kid looking like your age sitting on your bed. the boy was handsome, dashing. he smiles at you that his eyes turn into crescents. maybe this is how the other kids whenever they saw their “crush” or something like that. that was when you discovered jeno could shapeshift into humanㅡor anything else, who knows?ㅡand this sweet feeling of having a crush. you grew up with jeno as your only friend every evening that he even followed you when you moved into a dorm for college. 

jeno morphed into his human form. you don't know what happened but you were sure he'd gone shameless after knowing how your dick worked when you were in puberty. in your childhood years, he would transform into a boy with clothes on. when you were in your teens, he would appear shirtless, which made you look at his defined muscles in his upper body. later, he would appear just in boxers or wearing nothing at all. 

just like right now. he smiles at you like a puppy as if he isn't aware of the effect his bare body has on you. he smiles as if he weren't aware of the tent forming in your pants as he flexes his abdomen and chest muscles and twitches his hanging cock. 

wordlessly, he carries you to your bed before laying you down gently on the soft mattress. he pulls away your clothes and underwear before joining beside you. jeno stretches out his arm, which you use as a pillow, before pulling you closer by your waist. you find yourself burying your face to the warmth of jeno’s muscled chest as your hands roam in the expanse of his muscled abdomen. 

you softly moan at the familiar comfort cuddling with jeno brings. this must be the feeling of highschool love. being elated and giggly and flustered and the simplest of jeno's touches. you don't care that you feel ugly with your messy hair and your bloated body. jeno was always there to assure you that you're the prettiest. one of his favorite things to do is planting kisses on your forehead, which makes you feel safe and cared for. 

“i miss laying next to you,” you whisper before cupping his cheeks and kissing his soft lips. 

“you’ll be sleeping next to me for the next two weeks or so,” he smiles back and presses a kiss to your temple. he carefully lays on his back before pulling you up on his chest. gazing softly at your features, he cups your cheeks and kisses the top of your head. “you are so beautiful, baby,” his low, adoring voice sends butterflies churning in your stomach. “i won't get tired looking at your pretty face, princess.” 

princess. princess. he knows what he's doing when he says that word accompanied by kisses all over your face and his hands caressing your sides. he sits up and pulls you on his lap before kissing your neck while his hands finds their place on your taut nipples. his actions draw out a long moan from you. when was the last time he has touched you like this? he finds that sweet spot on your neck before assaulting it with kisses. there it goes. there goes the sticky liquid oozing from your dick in response to jeno’s kisses. 

your dick stands firm next to his semi-erect one. he kisses and sucks your nipples adding up to your arousal. grunting from impatience, you pull his hair before slamming your lips to his. immediately, jeno responds, curling his tongue with yours and groping your ass. he grips the back of your head as he inserts his tongue in your mouth, dominating the kiss like he usually does. he bites your lip before slurping your tongue like he's never kissed you in years, making the kiss sloppy and messy, drool coating your lips and dripping down your chins. 

your hand reaches down, grabbing his throbbing cock that got significantly harder and bigger the moment your lips met, although his cock hasn't reached its full erection. he releases a deep moan as you wrap your hand around it and give slow strokes on the cockhead. moaning from pleasure, he grinds against your hand before inserting a few fingers inside your hole. 

jeno pulls away from the kiss before attacking your chest with bites and kisses. he smirks as you moan loudly as he hits that sweet prostate with his fingers. he ups your arousal by biting and kissing your nipples. 

“jeno,” you moan shamelessly while stroking his cock harder and faster that it grows bigger and harder from your touch. he curses loudly as you wrap a hand around the glans before playing with the slit with your thumb. jeno loves it when you give his cock your special attention. especially when you toy at the tip and draw the precum out by playing with the slit. he leans back at the headboard, cursing and grunting and moaning in carnal bliss as you play with the tip with one hand and stroke his huge length with the other. 

“suck me,” he orders and you wasted no minute getting down on your knees before wrapping your lips around his tip. you spit on his cock, lathering it with so much drool that it's nasty. just how jeno fucking loves it. you pull away shortly to admire jeno’s huge cock that is almost as big as your forearm and is so veiny. you softly lick the veins that his cock twitches and leaks desperately. not wanting to waste any time teasing, you immediately bob your head over his enormous length that it draws a delicious “fuuucccck,” from him. his hand finds itself in your locks before pressing your head down to take all of his length. instantly, you grab on his meaty thighs as you feel his hips thrust into your face. 

jeno has never fucked your throat so deep that you could feel it poking your stomach. he fucks your face so rough. so rough that you feel his carnal desires. so rough that your jaw might fall off. “fuck, your mouth feels fucking amazing,” he whimpers as he penetrates your throat deeper, reaching new depths as if having your nose harshly pressed against the patch of hair on jeno’s crotch wasn't already deep enough. still, you bob your head to please jeno even if his cock assaults the walls of your throat. you want to make him feel good after all. 

chest heaving and sweat trickling his body, jeno pulls you away from his cock before making you sit on his face. he wastes no time lapping and feasting around your tight hole like a hungry beast. jeno lands a harsh slap on your butt cheek before wiggling his tongue around the rim of your hole. eager to taste your ass, jeno grips both cheeks, spreads them apart before pressing his face in your ass before ravaging it. 

legs trembling, you squeal out shamelessly, “more, jeno, please,” before leaning forward to suck off his angry cock. jeno eats you out so deep, so good that you feel his tongue toying with your prostate as his thumbs insert themselves inside your hole, stretching you apart. you suck him off desperately, gagging nastily as his cock hits the back of your throat. the delicious taste of his cock makes you moan around him hard that he thrusts upwards to chase the bliss your throat gives his cock. 

the room gets filled with sounds of jeno slurping and spitting on your hole and you gagging on his cock and occasional squeals from you as jeno relentlessly eats you out deeper and abuses your prostate with his tongue. he buries his face deeper, almost suffocating himself in the depths of your ass as he slurps and tongues the insides of your hole, driving you crazy as he pushes you to the edge. 

“jeno! close!” you whimper desperately as you grip his cock. you even grind against his face as you feel your orgasm building up. smirking, jeno pulls away before making you lay on your back. he wraps his mouth around your dick before bobbing his head eagerly, while four of his fingers stretch your hole and pleasure your prostate, pushing you closer to an awaited orgasm. 

“fuck, fuck, fuck! jeno!” you squeal on top of your lungs as you release your cum in jeno’s mouth. desperate for more pleasure, you thrust into his mouth with your legs wrapped around his head. jeno moans around your dick, increasing the bliss and erupting more loads of cum from your dick. he smirks as he sees you blissed out. whole body sweaty, chest heaving, and eyes closed due to pleasure. vulnerable and naked. jeno loves seeing this sight of you and he lives for it. 

impatiently, he pulls away from your cock before spitting out your cum to his palm before using it to lube his cock. none of you feel the need to reach out for the lube in the nearby drawer. the carnal needs are too difficult to ignore. not when you're both naked and too horny to be logical. 

“put it in me, please,” you whimper as you feel jeno prodding your rim with the tip of his cock. you're so desperate. so desperate you could die if you won't have jeno's juicy cock inside of you. so desperate to have him when you're legs are spread out and all he needs is to insert that fucking dick inside your hole begging to be filled with his cock and eventually, his cum. with jeno's smirkㅡthat fucking annoying smirkㅡyou knew you had to beg for it. 

“please, jeno. please!” you tear up as jeno takes his sweet time playing and tapping with the rim of your hols with his cockhead. if he gets childish and annoying he probably is drawing imaginary faces around your rim. “put it in now, please,” you squeal needily, begging jeno to just put that fucking cock inside. 

“so fucking needy,” he chuckles as his slaps your inner thigh before inserting the tip just to pull it out again. you whimper at the absence of his cock before begging again. he could no longer be patient. he immediately inserts his cock without warning that it draws out blissed out moans from the both of you. he groans at the warm, tight feeling of your whole while you whimper at the delicious stretch his huge cock does to your tiny hole. jeno lets out a long guttural moan, praising how tight you clamp his cock before putting your legs against his shoulders. he thrusts moderately into you, knowing how you liked being stretched by his cock. his thick cock drags through your tight walls, eliciting lustful groans from you as he hits the sweetest spots inside you. the stretch is just so fucking good you could cry at how good jeno uses his cock to please you.

“fuck, you feel so fucking good, princess,” he grunts as he intertwines his fingers with yours and pinning it on the sheets. while hitting your prostate consistently, he leans down, capturing your lips for a fervent kiss. teeth clashing and tongues dancing, jeno grunts as he presses a hand down your throat, making you submit to his dominance. he smirks, ravaging your mouth as he is in control. pulling away, he gets to your neck and leaves kisses before leaving marks that would take more than a week to fade. wanting to hear you moan louder, he keans down and slurps your nipple while playing with the other by giving it soft pinches and rubs. 

“oh god, jeno!” you scream as you wrap your limbs around him. your nails dig in his back and scratch, drawing blood, as he thrusts deeper and bulges your stomach. “fuck, fuck, fuck, jeno! more!” you squeal as you wrap your legs around his waist, locking him in to fuck you deeper. 

grunting, he presses your legs to your chest, making you whimper at the stretch in your hamstrings and the deeper position for him to penetrate you. he cages your face with his arms, making him see every blissed out expression you make as he assaults your prostate harder. “do you like this, baby? like how my cock makes you feel?” he asks before spitting a huge load on your face. dick twitching at the action, you nod and stick your tongue out, waiting for another huge load of spit from jeno. smirking, he wordlessly inserts two finger inside your mouth, making you gag at the sudden intrusion. you suck his fingers and swirl your tongue around them while looking at him with blissed out teary eyes. 

“god, look at you, babe. you're such a fucking slut for me.” he chuckles darkly as he thrusts his fingers in your throat. “who would've thought the nerd in uni is such a dirty bitch under me? you'd do anything just for me to fuck you, right?” he holds your waist with a bruising grip as he slams you to his cock, meeting his deep, greedy thrusts. 

“yes, daddy! i love how you make me feel good with your cock!” you squeal in between moans while clenching tightly around his cock, knowing how much jeno loves it tight. daddy. that word ignites a carnal desire inside  jeno every time jeno hears it from you. just like right now where he manhandles you into all fours and fucks you wilder than he did before. 

“what did you call me, princess? say that word again.” he growls in your ear as he grips your waist harsher and lands a stinging spank in your ass. 

“fuck me harder, daddy! fuck me so hard that i couldn't walk for days!” you moan out, your voice hoarse from screaming earlier. on cue, jeno reaches out for your hair, giving it a harsh grip that it deliciously burns your scalp. he tugs it harshly, pulling you close to him, your back arching hard as he penetrates you from behind. “fuck, i miss fucking you like this princess,” he grunts as he kisses your back before leaving bites that would turn into bright red marks. 

“i miss holding you like this and fucking you until your hold starts dripping with my cum.” he whispers nastily against your ears as he licks and bites on your earlobe. “i won’t stop fucking you until you get pregnant with my child.” you squeal sluttilly as he pinches your taut nipples and reaches for your dick and pumping it aggressively. jeno just fucks so good it's impossible for you to form a coherent word to talk back to him. what came out of your mouth are incoherent, broken moans and whimpers that just sounded musically arousing to jeno's ears. your moans go straight to his cock, stimulates it and just signals his sexual urges to pummel deeper into you to give in to the pleasure provided by sex. 

“fuck, jeno! make me pregnant please! breed me that i bloat and carry your children! fuck, please, jeno!” jeno smirks as you shriek uncontrollably like a slut to which he responds by gripping your hair and pressing your head down the bed while he grabs your hands and presses them behind your back. he extends his leg to the side and mercilessly thrusts his cock, not caring about you anymore. you'll take it anyway as long as it's jeno. shrieks and squeaks come from you as jeno fucks you harsher and wilder that you cry out your pleasure in the pillows. 

the whole room reeks of sweat and all that could be heard are skins slapping and grunts and moans and squeals that all came from pleasure. these get significantly intense and louder as you both near your orgasms. feeling his cock throbbing as he feels his climax, he immediately flips you on your back and jerks your dick, knowing how your body contorts in pleasure when your orgasm hints its arrival. 

“fuck, i wanna breed you so bad that you get pregnant,” he grunts, sweat dripping from his temples as he grips the back of your legs and presses them next to your ears, fucking you in the deepest position yet. you tear up and whimper from the stretch and the building up orgasm. “breed me please! i want you hot cum in me, please! daddy, cum in me! knock me up, please, daddy!” you curse shamelessly, gripping the sheets tightly they could rip, but you couldn't care less. jeno's fucking you deliciously, driving you to your climax. 

your moans and jeno’s grunts level the volume of the bed creaking and headboard hitting the wall. jeno doesn't stop pounding deeply into you that you feel so fucking sensitive everywhere. too blisses out and pleasured to register the scent of sweat coating your bodies and the squelchy and filthy sounds the steady thrusts jeno makes. your mind is in a haze, barely able to breathe at how fast and hard jeno fucks his cock inside you. your head is in the clouds, sensitively savoring the feeling of being fucked wildly in the best way. 

“whore.” jeno lands a harsh slap on your face. his thrusts get unstable and inconsistent as his cock throbs harder and harder. growling, jeno grabs you by the throat. “you are fucking mine. got that?!” 

“yes! yes! yes!” all you could do was scream in carnal bliss as thick ropes of cum spurts out from your dick as jeno moans loudly, filling you up with his hot load. his relentless thrusts don't come to a stop. they get rather intense that you swear you hear a leg of the bed crack from the strength of his thrusts. he chases his orgasm that he screams so loud that the neighboring dorms could hear. he thrusts and thrusts until he couldn't handle the sensitivity of his cock while you squirt messily all over your body that it soils the sheets. 

shakily, he leans in and slams his lips into yours, eating your face hungrily. you reciprocate, dancing your tongue with his as you recover from the high of your orgasms. he pulls away, planting a kiss on your forehead before resting his head on your neck. 

you stay like that for a while, waiting for your breathe to steady. when it does, jeno gently pulls out his cock from your hole and moans as he admires the sight of his cum gloriously oozing out of your wrecked hole. it's amazing how your puckered rim clenches and unclenches around nothing and couldn't meet when it clenches. jeno leans down and feasts on his release. he kisses your rim before giving it the softest of licks before slurping all his cum inside your hole. he licks the piss and the cum scattered all over your torso before passing it to you through a passionate and messy kiss. jeno plays with the fluids before passing it you as he sucks your lips and tongue. 

moaning in contentment from the passionate makeout session, you pull back, and lay on his arm after pulling it. jeno pulls you close by your waist and plants a loving kiss on your forehead. 

“how are you, baby?” he asks, voiced gentle as if he's a different person from the one who fucked you wildly earlier. he caresses your butt cheek, knowing how sore it felt after being the receiving end of his harsh slaps. 

“so sore,” you whimper as you scoot closer, finding comfort in jeno's warm embrace as you nuzzle his chest. nothing beats the feeling of being cuddled by him after being used like a ragdoll prior. and you look to have more cuddles with him thanks to the absence of roommates. 

“i love you, baby,” he lands a peck on your lips. “do you want to get cleaned up right now?” 

“just… cuddles first, then we'll take a warm bath.” you reply and jeno couldn't resist cooing at how cute you respond. we'll that's what good sex does to you. and only jeno does that to you. 

“take a rest, then, baby.” he lands a kiss on your forehead. 

“we have the whole place to ourselves to recreate those things in your X bookmarks.”