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minheelovelee · 17 days ago

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jaeho’s pool pics ahebwhdbehdb need pool sex with him 😅

no that was CRAZYYYYY. he’s different for that. this made me think he would totally be into hot tub sex.

warnings: smut. dom!jaeho. established relationship. public sex. hot tub sex. intended lowercase. swearing. drinking alcohol. not edited as of 12/22.

also this is embarrassingly late. teaching has been going good but it’s crazy. i can’t believe this is my life. it’s winter break, im hoping everyone has a fantastic rest of the year!

“y’know, this is kind of like hot tub time machine.” donghyun slurs with a dopey smirk. there’s at least three beer cans floating in the water around him. he doesn’t seem to mind.

“how is this like hot tub time machine? becuase we’re in a hot tub and we have beer?” yewang asks, clearly confused.

donghyun’s cheeks lift up. “exactly, bro! you get me.” the second sentence is lost in the night with the sound of cans crushing. dawit started collecting the loose garbage, obviously annoyed at his friends’ disregard for cleanliness.

“that’s fucking stupid, man. there are 100 movies with hot tubs and beer.”

“name five.” yejun jumps in. he never misses an opportunity to give yewang a hard time.

“easy. to all the boys i loved before, when they go on the school trip. so classic…”

you haven’t paid attention any of your friends’ conversations in the past fifteen minutes. you’re too busy trying to keep the string on your bikini bottoms tied while jaeho gently tugs them loose. the way his fingers have slipped above and below your bottoms without ever really touching you is beyond frustrating. any comments you’ve meant to blurt out get caught in your throat.

the temperature must have dropped fifteen degrees when the sun set. it got cold quicker than anyone expected. dawit and minwoo folded the top of the hot tub and got the jets running, inviting everyone inside to warm up.

the first five minutes were fun. kyungmin gave you a beard of bubbles and you’d submerged yourself to your shoulders. standing up again made you shiver. the contrast between the air and the water too sharp to handle.

a pair of hands wrapped around your thighs, coaxing your to walk backward. you were met with a firm set of legs, seemingly belonging to the owner of the hands. a glance over your shoulder tells you it’s jaeho. he smirks and nods down towards his lap. “c’mon.” he whispers.

you return his smile and sit, finding a spot on his lap immediately. his left arm wraps around your midsection, wanting you to come closer. he pulls and you comply. his right hand holds a drink. it’s not one you’ve heard of before. he offers it to you, but doesn’t let go when you try to grab it. with your left and his right, you try a sip. it’s crisp and fruity, gentler than his other preferred drinks. after a second swallow, you hand it back. “it’s good.” he kisses your cheeks before replying with a whisper in your ear. “thought you might like that, baby.” his words send swarms of butterflies to your tummy. he’s seemingly unaffected, as he’s back to his original position, taking up too much space with his arms.

just thinking about what he said and how he said it gives you the same sickening feeling. maybe it’s the heat getting to you. or the drinks you had earlier. nonetheless, you turn your body and rest yourself on his broad chest, cheek to his collarbone.

water moves around you. it’s jaeho, squeezing your oblique muscle. within a minute, he’s switched to trailing his fingers up and down, from the top of your bottoms to the bottom of your top. back and forth. back and forth. again, he’s squeezing you. like he can’t make up his mind, he continues the pattern.

on one pass down, he doesn’t stop at your bottoms. he passes them, choosing to feel your asscheek instead. a quick turn of your head makes your questioning eyes meet his.

“this bothering you?” you shake your head. “no.” he chuckles once. twice. then turns his attention back to his friends. like he wasn’t starting to grope your ass with a stronger grip, digging his fingers into the flesh and pulling it away.

yewang tells a story. kyungmin has a voice crack. hyunwoo and minwoo go to bed. events come and go. they don’t make sense in your blurry mind.

jaeho adjusts your position once again. this one forces you to feel how hard he is. you’re sitting up straight, his cock pressing on your lips. with a kiss on your shoulder, he grinds your body down, searching for relief. you know that swim trunks are extremely uncomfortable with a hard-on. you tuck your lip between your teeth at just how desperate he is. the pressure he just sent to your clit doesn’t help your nonchalant act.

you find his hands with your own and intertwine your fingers. “quit.” you whisper over your shoulder.

“tired, y/n?” yewang inquires. “yejun is about to fall asleep. imma take him upstairs. you two coming?” you wish jaeho would give you thirty seconds to have a conversation. but he never did learn when to stop.

he manages to free his fingers once again. he slides each of his pointers under the front of your bottoms, sliding down your public bone until he finds your outter lips.

“no. i’m awake, just relaxing.” jaeho pinches them slightly as he gently pulls them apart, almost as if he’s unboxing you. this time you just slap his hands away, hoping he’ll get the message.

“now that donghyun’s asleep you might be able to do that. he’s such a loud drunk.” a fake chuckle comes from your chest. “yeah.” your bikini bottoms loosen. a quick feel with your hands tells you that jeff has been slowly untying the two perfect bows you did this morning. he had watched you tie and retie each side at least eight times. when you were satisfied, you asked jaeho if they looked even enough. you remember his words. “who cares? even or not, i’m taking them off at the end of the night.” you’d given him a light shove, and him dramatically flopping onto the bed.

you wish you’d satiated his needs earlier to spare yourself of this situation.

as bodies silently exit the hot tub, the water level drops. dawit leaves last, offering one last question to jaeho. “you remember how to shut this thing down, hoya?”

“huh?” his hands shoot back to his sides in a sudden movement.

“the hot tub. do you remember how to shut it off?”

“oh. yeah, i know, hyung. don’t worry.”

“thanks. sleep well, guys.”

you let him part with a soft goodnight. the air is thick as he shuts the sliding glass door. neither you or jaeho speak for what feels like hours.

the stillness of the night is too much to handle. jaeho breaks the silence with movement. you’re maneuvered into the nearest corner in a flash, jaehos body above yours, just inches away.

“fuck this fucking bathing suit. get it off, now.”

the way you look behind your shoulder for any witnesses proves to be too much hesitation for jaeho. his hands pull the strings of your bottoms loose and discards the item in the water.

a hand cradles your neck as his lips crash onto yours. you move with his motions, trying to keep up the pace. a gentle soul, jaeho is rarely rough with you. it’s unlike him to be so forward with his desires.

your wet, tangled hair catches on his fingers uncomfortably. he takes a fistful and pulls. a silent plea for you to open your mouth wider. he slips his tongue in and it feels colder than usual. the cold air of the night and the tub’s hot water make for a confusing mix of sensations. but his intentions are crystal clear. you’re fucking him in dawit’s hot tub.

guilt is a problem for your future self. you take it upon yourself to loosen the drawstring of his swim trunks, but leave them on his hips. he returns the favor by untying the string on the back of your swimsuit, but leaving the top tie intact.

his hands pull your ass forward so only your neck is above water. the way your bottoms float across the surface makes you laugh. “i can’t believe we’re doing this right now, jaeho.”

“shut up.” you roll your eyes and scoff at his reply. he smiles and laughs softly.

one of his hands finally meet the place where you need him most. he cups your pussy in one hand, grinding his palm against your clit. you take in a deep breath and discard the rest of your top, opting against modesty.

his finger trails your slit, stopping at your clit. “fuck.” he groans. “did the hot tub get you this wet, baby? you’re soaked.”

a smile grazes his lips as you writhe at his words. “no, hoya.”

“no? wasn’t the water? what’s got you this needy then?” he grins against your neck, leaving a trail of kisses down. he breaths against your skin, urging you to reply.

“you do. just you.”

“ahh. must be the way i’m touchin’ you, huh? gettin’ you all wet and needy for me. you’re doing a good job being quiet, darling. keep being good for me.”

he looks to you to acknowledge his words. you nod dumbly. his hands wrap around your back. he hoists you up onto his lap as he sits where you once were. on your knees, your tits barely sit above the water. he takes both of them into his hands to guide them into his mouth. one hand squeezing while his tongue flicks over the other. licking turns to sucking when he wraps his lips around your nipple. when he detaches, he’s out of breath, like he forgot to breathe beforehand. switching to the other nipple, his unoccupied hand falls into the water.

holding your back for support, he feels how wet you are once more. you’re ready. he teases your opening with one finger, letting the tip slide in. he pushes the rest of his finger in, slowly, until he can’t push any further.

he relishes in the small sounds you make. every breath pushes him further into his trance. a curl of his finger. a gasp. the stretch of your pussy as he adds another finger. it’s too much for him to handle.

goosebumps litter your arms and back when jaeho flips you around. your upper body emerged from the comforting warmth of the water. he retracts his fingers as well. you can’t see him, feel him, or even smell him in this position. but you can hear him. the sound of him pushing his shorts down his thighs. and the grunt he makes near your ear as his nudges your legs apart.

“fuck, baby.” he groans “you’re a dream.”

his hand guides his cock in between your legs. not in the way you need him. he teases you with light grinding between your slick lips, cock head and shaft slightly poking your clit. just enough for you to want more.

your whimpers excite him, giving him leverage to tease you a little bit more before giving in. “what is it? not enough, darling?”

“no!” you reply with haste. “hurry, jaeho.”

“you don’t want my cock rubbin’ on you? then where do you want it?” his fingers trail your arms and shoulders as he speaks. urging you to lean forward and give him full access to your pussy.

“inside! inside, please.”

“that’s it, baby. that’s what i needed.”

you lose your breath when he pushes his cock head past your tight hole. gasps leave your mouth as you pull your body forward, running away from the stretch of his girth.

your notions prove useless when he grabs your hips and yanks you back into his space, forcing you to take another inch.

“there’s nowhere for you to go. don’t run from it.” the way your pussy gushes in him at his words boosts his spirits. any worries he had about getting caught are gone.

your whining only pushes him further . continuing to push inside, he shushes you, reminding you where you are. “shhh, darling. be quieter for me.”

you’re full to the hilt at this point. hips meeting once again, jeff can’t help let a sigh of his own slip out. “fucking finally. needed this all day.” you’ve completely covered his cock with your tightness.

he pulls himself out gently, rocking his hips forward once more. it’s like he can’t find his rhythm. alternating between deep and shallow thrusts without a steady pace.

“fuck this pussy’s too fucking good.” your knees slip under you, losing your support. only your hands grip the edge of the tub, providing minimal stability. he grabs your hips and angles your body so it’s almost flat. the change of positions refocuses him. he falls into a steady pace with controlled thrusts.

you on the other hand, are losing it. the downward curve of his cock forces the head against your gspot with every movement. dragging and pushing the spot. your arms do not suffice as stable support, wobbling under the stress. moans bounce off the water and fill the air. it’s a pathetic attempt at staying quiet.

jaeho catches this. he cages you in from behind, forcing you between his body and the hot tub, leaving you with no room for movement. ��thought i told you to be quiet, baby. what happened t- fuck. that?”

you reply in whimpers and whines. “hngg. can’t!”

“oh, baby. let me help you.” he whispers condescendingly.

his help comes in the form of a hand wrapped around your throat. depleting your oxygen as he thrusts harder. his balls begin to slap your clit under the water.

eyes rolling back and hands gripping at nothing, you let out a silent scream. he hits places within you that he’s never hit before. your body becomes restless with the inability to move while in such a state of pleasure.

you squirm in his grip. it only tightens around your waist and neck, keeping you in place, forced to meet his cock with ever beat.

“rub your clit for me, darling. cant do it while im holding you on my cock like this. make yourself feel good.” you follow his directions diligently.

your obedience doesn’t make up for your clumsiness. he watches you try to bring yourself pleasure. it’s almost pathetic. one of your hands holds his wrist near your throat. the other is hesitant, switching between your heat and the edge of the hot tub. you’re clearly more worried about gravity taking its course than cumming.

he laughs at you for the umpteenth time that night. “never mind then. lay there and take it, it’s all you can do.” you whine and squirm in response. tucking your head down and kicking his thighs with your heels.

“shit, shit, shit. i’m gonna cum baby. take it inside. take it all.” he wasn’t going to let any of it drip out, in honest fear of dawit testing the water for traces of sperm.

“please do. i want it. please, please, please.” how could he say no?

with a final thrust and a groan, he reaches what he’s been after all night. shifting your bodies down, he circles your clit once again, inviting you to trail behind him.

and it’s working. you’re so, so close. “oh my god, hoya. holy shit.”

he leans down, touching your back to his chest. “do it, darling. let it happen.” head hanging low, you finally cum around him. he’s still sensitive from his previous orgasm. your gasps as you finish are lost within his own grunts, the tight sensation proving to be too much.

panting shallowly, you try to catch your breath. something wet and heavy hits your back while you’re hunched over on the edge. turning around, you see it’s the pieces of you forgotten swimsuit.

jaeho wears a stupid smirk, and nothing else. “put that on, you’re naked, you know.”

you roll your eyes at his remark. “says you. you’re naked and soft right now. hurry up.”

he steps into his swim shorts with a smile while you copy his actions. Seeing you struggle with the ties on your top, he turns your standing figure away from him. “let me.”

you sigh and relax into his body. his arms slip around your waist when he finishes. “it looks like shit, baby. go to our room and get some real clothes on. i’ll meet you there.”

you look back to meet his eyes. “what? got another hot date?” he responds with a chuckle. “gotta shut this thing down. otherwise dawit will have two reasons to beat my ass tomorrow.”

placing a kiss on your shoulder, he sends you on your way. “go. shower if you want. or let my cum sit inside you overnight, i don’t care.”

you shove him backward in disgust, letting him fall back into the water once again. “gross. bye.”

stepping out of the tub, you make your way over to the sliding glass door. just before you shut it completely, you hear your boyfriends voice. “hey.”

you poke your head out for the last time that night. “what?”

“thank you, i love you.” he says plainly. no teasing, no smirk. just a reminder.

you smile at his actions. “shut up.”

and with that, you close the door.

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