WHAT THE REAL FVCK I AM (S)CREAMING AHHH

WHAT THE REAL FVCK I AM (S)CREAMING AHHH

[SUNGHOON] MV Behind Photo Sketch 📸

how can u say bull hoon like i’m in a crisis now. just thinking about beefy hoon being brought into a new farm and immediately becoming obsessed with the sweet little farmhand who’s in charge of collecting his seed. everyone’s always talking about how impeccable the quality of his seed is and how they’re gonna have to have him breed with the cow girls. but why would hoon go near those girls when he can just dump his load into his pretty little farmer and make her carry his calf :( just thinking about her all round and swollen with his baby has him pumping load after load into her

pairings: park sunghoon x f! reader

warnings: hybrids + courting + oral + scent kink + strength kink + begging + jealousy + pregnancy

💌: help u sent me !!!! into a crisis im going to think about this for literally forevwr like i cant rn omfgkfsoskkfjfkskdnf i need him ps it doesnt matter what u look like i promise bull! hoon is large and in fucking charge!!!!!!!!!

bull! hoon is no stranger to sex. sometimes farmers would slap a wad of cash on his handler’s desk n he’d be sent to the field where a scared little cow hybrid was waiting for him to take what he wants, but he never did. instead he’d stay away from the heifer n do his own thing until her owner would get angry n snatch their payment, cursing sunghoon as the pair leave because how dare the bull not seduce his hybrid!!!!!!

his handler gets fed up with the constant failed breeding attempts n sends him your way, tired of dealing with such a stubborn bull. when sunghoon lays his eyes on you it’s like his personality does a complete 180. he’s no longer cold and distant n is so careful with you because ur such a tiny little thing in comparison to the buff bull.

when you try introducing him to ur sweet cow hybrids sunghoon is so distraught because he’s been courting you for weeks n this is the final nail in the coffin, he can’t keep pretending like he doesn’t wanna pound you til you’re crying. completely unaware of the bull boy’s feelings you leave the pair alone, tending to your other hybrids in the meantime.

sunghoon’s snorting and stomping his feet because he’s so angry!!! he doesn’t want to fuck a cowgirl he wants you!!!! wants to stuff you full of cum n make you a slut for his dick til all you can think about is getting bred :( sends the cowgirl back to her pen n waits for you in the pasture

when you return to check on them you’re surprised to find the bull alone, slipping into the fenced in area with him before asking, “hi hoonie, what’s wrong? did something happen?” he nearly caves at the sound of your sweet voice laced with worry, but he maintains his composure. “what’s wrong?” he snorts angrily, “what’s wrong is i’ve been tryin’ to show you i’m worthy of being your mate but you won’t give me the time of day!” the shock is evident in your face and hoon cant believe you really didnt know his intentions. “wha? hoonie i can’t be your mate! you don’t know what you’re talkin’ about, y’just haven’t met the right cow!” you continue making excuses for him and he’s had enough, biceps flexing as he shoves you facefirst into the dirt.

the display of strength has your cunt dripping and you can only pray he doesn’t notice. but he’s a top hybrid, the best of the best and his sharp nose instantly picks up on your arousal. “stay down” he grunts, making sure you’re properly presenting for him before making his way behind you and tearing your shorts off with his large hands, leaving you clad only in your tiny tank top and cotton panties drenched in your juices.

your bull stuffs his face between your thighs n shoves his nose right up against your cunt, inhaling deeply and becoming obsessed with how good your pussy smells. “if y’can’t be my mate then why are you so wet, human?” you’re so embarrassed n your hole clenches around nothing at his words. “‘s normal sunghoon! what else do you expect after treating me like this?” he ignores you completely n rips your panties off, throwing them to the side before digging in, mouth slurping at your pussy like he’s fucking starving.

his tongue is so fucking long and he’s so skilled, it’s not long before you’re creaming. “you’re ready.” is all he says before lining his dick up with your sloppy cunt, filling you in one quick thrust. he moans so loud you’re sure the entire farm can hear him, feeling sorry for your hybrids because you can’t bring yourself to make him pull out. “you wanna cum again, sweetheart?” you nod your head like crazy, wanting nothing more than to milk his dick for all it’s worth. “then fucking beg.” sunghoon is a dirty pervert and you’re just as bad, begging instantly with no hesitation. “please hoonie! wanna be your breeding bitch, need your thick cum inside now! wanna cum with you n feel you impregnate me, please!” he’s in fucking heaven, cums so hard n so much it’s no wonder he’s a prized bull, fills you up so well it makes you black out.

after he makes you cum again sunghoon carries you inside, tucking you into your bed before taking his spot next to you. when you wake up the following morning your body is so sore and you still feel so full because sunghoon is insatiable and couldn’t resist fucking you til he passed out from exhaustion. as you make your way around the farm to check on your hybrids you can’t help but notice how they’re staring at you, jake, your sweet dog hybrid is even outright glaring at you because how could sunghoon get to you first? it’s only fair if he gets a turn because he was here before that damn bull!

[SUNGHOON] MV Behind Photo Sketch 📸

𝓒𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓾𝓷𝓷𝔂

Synopsis: You’ve spent your entire life in a hybrid research facility undergoing countless hours of research tests. On the day of your 21st birthday, the most important test is about to be performed. If research assistants Lee Heeseung and Park Wonbin have anything to do with it, this was one test that wasn’t going to happen.

Pairings: LeeHeeseung X Female!BunnyHybrid!Reader X ParkWonbin

Warnings: DARK CONTENT. NONCON/DUBCON. YANDERE. MURDER. (No main characters) descriptions of murder, angst, cursing, blood, primal chase

Word Count: 9k+

Author Note: Happy Birthday to me!! As a birthday present to myself I wanted to combine my two favorite men! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN MEDIA CONSUMPTION. MIND THE WARNINGS.

NSFW WARNINGS UNDER THE CUT.

NSFW WARNINGS: unprotected sex, virginity loss, slapping, spanking, choking, fingering, dacryphilia, oral (male rec.), snowballing, breeding, size kink, forced submission, multiple forced orgasms, degradation, hair pulling, squirting, biting, spit, knife play, blood play

Sunlight bled into the white sterile room, it illuminated just how bare and cold the small room was. Your eyes slowly blinked open adjusting to the sun as you burrowed your cheek further into the pink fuzzy blanket your nest was lined with. The only color in the room was your nest, full of different shades of baby pink blankets and pillows. A long tired sigh escaped your lips as you could hear high heel clad footsteps on the linoleum approaching your room followed by the sound of the doorknob of your room being unlocked.

“Morning, my dear,” Mrs. Kim smiles in her overly cheerful usual tone as she enters your room turning on the harsh fluorescent overhead lights adding to the already overly bright room, only stinging your eyes more. You groaned and covered the entirety of your face with the soft pink blanket. 

You have known Mrs. Kim for as long as you can remember, the earliest memories you have circled around this facility. Mrs. Kim, who was the director of the ‘Hybrid Center for Research’ told you that you had been brought here when you were a baby to be studied, there were six bunny hybrids in the center. You weren’t sure what the center's research was for, the days were repetitive and filled with random tests that were never disclosed to you. Stuffing different medications down your throat and into your veins. 

“Come on now, dear, get dressed and come down for breakfast. It's your birthday after all and the chef made you something special.” The older woman smiles as she lays your usual uniformed attire out for you. Mrs. Kim didn’t usually wake up the hybrids, but you were special, you were the first female bunny hybrid at the facility, you had always received a little bit more special treatment from the personnel than the others.

You burrowed further into your nest and shook your head, “I’m sleepy.” She sighed loudly and pulled the fuzzy blanket away from your face, “dear, today is special, don’t keep everyone waiting, it’s rude.” You peered an eye open and looked at her slightly displeased face as she crossed her arms over her chest and waited for you to get out of your nest. You sigh again and sit up rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as she starts to soothe the gray fur of your floppy bunny ears that rested against your disheveled morning hair. 

“Happy birthday, dear, today is going to be a special one, I’ll make sure of it.” She smiles warmly fixing your messy hair. “Why is today so special?” She stops soothing your hair and cups your cheek, “don’t worry about that. Just enjoy your birthday, sweet girl. You only have one test today, another shot but that’s the only test for the day.”

You scrunch your nose and it twitched in annoyance, you had received a shot everyday for the past four days. Your fear of needles making your stomach immediately churn with anxiety at the thought of having to do something so unpleasant on your birthday. She notices your mood change and gently rubs the base of your gray flopped bunny ears causing your eyes to immediately close. Your teeth chatter and your vocal chords hum with a content purr at the affectionate touch. 

“Don’t worry, dear. It will be quick and you won’t have to worry about anything else for the rest of the day. You’ll even get a special birthday treat after dinner tonight for doing this.”

You sigh and open your eyes and look at Mrs. Kim fully and give her a soft defeated smile. “Okay,” She nods in contemptment and points to the folded clothes at the foot of your nest. “Get dressed and come down to the cafeteria for your breakfast.” 

“Yes ma’am,” you respond, throwing the fuzzy blanket off of your body and stretching your arms over your head to stretch your limbs out of their sleep state. It takes a few minutes for your brain to reach full consciousness, you crawl out of the comfort of your nest to start your basic morning routine to get ready for the day. 

The everyday attire was dull, but all the hybrids had to match according to Mrs. Kim. White sweatpants with a matching white sweater, the pants having a convenient small opening in the back for the fluffy gray cotton ball tail at the base of your spine to comfortably be shown. Slipping on the plain white uniform sneakers you make your way out of your room. 

The hybrid center was separated by prey and predator hybrids, careful to not have any accidents or fights caused, so walking freely around the facility in designated areas was not an issue. All of the staff members you passed gave you warm smiles and sweet birthday wishes as you made your way to the cafeteria. Opening the swinging door you’re met with your best friends sitting at your usual table waiting for you. 

“Happy birthday!” Shotaro smiles brightly at you when you approach them, he wraps his arms around your waist lifting you off the ground and twirling you in a circle peppering kisses on your cheeks. Shotaro was another bunny hybrid, you two spending most of your days together, you were inseparable. He places you back on the floor and you giggle watching his tan and white rabbit ears twitch in excitement. 

“Come sit,” Jungwon smiles, pulling your chair out for you. Jungwon was a calico cat hybrid. Usually cats were kept with the predators but his soft nature and smaller frame made him a target for other predator hybrids to torment him. He was welcomed warmly within the prey animals and amongst your friends. As is Jake, the golden retriever hybrid that was too hyper and too soft for the predators. He too was welcomed warmly amongst you all, he was the newest addition to the group.

Sitting down you squeak excitedly at the food tray waiting for you. Three chocolate chip pancakes sat perfectly in the middle, a small bowl of cut strawberries to the right and a donut with pink icing and sprinkles was on a plate to the right, your favorite breakfast. A dollop of whipped cream sat atop the pancakes and you couldn't resist dipping your finger in the sticky sweet substance and immediately tasting it. 

“I don’t know how you can have so many sweets for breakfast,” Jake teased, taking a bite of his apple. “I like them,” you smile, cutting into the perfectly circular pancakes. “Leave her alone, it's her birthday and she can do whatever she wants.” Jungwon says throwing a blueberry at Jake. The retriever opens his mouth and catches the fruit with ease sending the group into a fit of laughter. “They’re going to separate us again if you guys can’t behave.” Shotaro warns with a teasing smile. The guards usually had no patience for how rowdy Jake and Jungwon can get together, always separating them to avoid chaos. 

“Fine, we’ll behave,” Jungwon says rolling his eyes, “don’t wanna be separated from the birthday girl today.” The boys continue to playfully push each other and finish their breakfast. Shotaro wipes the smear of whipped cream that stayed on your bottom lip with his thumb, “today is going to be an amazing day,” he smiles so wide his nose twitches a little, “I can feel it.”

“Come, dear. You only have one test today since it’s your birthday, remember? Let’s go get it over with.” Mrs. Kim smiles, extending her hand to you. You frown a little and start placing the empty breakfast plates on the tray to be taken away. You stand up from the table and take her hand and let her start to lead you out of the cafeteria. “See you in a bit guys,” you wave to your best friends. “Be good!” They call out watching you walk away. 

“Dr.Choi is in an important meeting so his assistants will be the one to administer the shot to you, dear. Is that okay?” Mrs. Kim asks as she helps you get situated on the exam table. 

You can’t help the excited grin that takes over your face, Dr. Choi’s assistants Wonbin and Heeseung were always the nicest to you out of all the workers. Always giving you praises and affectionate touches that had heat blooming across your face and your nerves in a scramble whenever they were around. “I don’t mind at all,” you say a little too excitedly. She rolls her eyes playfully at your too excited tone. “Be good, don’t give them any trouble.”

There's a soft knock at the door, “come in gentlemen.” Your eyes drop to the floor nervously as you hear them enter the room and chat with Mrs. Kim. You nervously pick at the skin around your fingernails waiting for them to approach you. “Okay, I’m going to go check on a few things and I’ll be back for her in ten minutes. Be good, dear.”

You hear the door shut behind her and look up nervously as Wonbin and Heeseung approach you with their dazzling smiles that has your heart racing. Heeseung reaches you first, he puts on a fresh pair of latex gloves and starts prepping the shot, “happy birthday bunny, I’m sorry we have to do this today, I know how much you hate shots pretty girl.” The nicknames making your tail and ears twitch in an embarrassing matter, you groan in embarrassment. Heeseung chuckles, “cute,” he murmurs, sticking the syringe into the vile of medicine extracting it. 

Wonbin rolls up the sleeve of your sweater exposing your arm to him. “Happy birthday, bun.” He whispers as he swipes a cold alcohol wipe on your arm to clean the area. “Thanks,” you mumble, avoiding his gaze realizing how close he was to you. His large hand holding your arm in place was warm and made goosebumps arise on your skin. You swallow the lump in your throat and try to distract yourself from the nerves these two men cause you, Heeseung gets closer to you and offers you a sympathetic smile. 

“What is this for?” You pout as Heeseung uncaps the syringe and taps the side of it to rid it of any air bubbles. You’d usually never ask Dr. Choi because he doesn't tell you, but you figured you would try your luck and see if Heeseung would tell you. “I’m not sure, bunny, Dr. Choi just said to administer it to you.” He frowns apologetically. You nod sadly and look toward Wonbin as Heeseung prepares to give you the shot. They know you don’t like needles so Wonbin does his best to distract you while Heeseung gives you the unknown medication. 

“Bun, I hear the chef is making your favorite strawberry cake for your birthday,” He says, tapping your chin so you can look up at him. You smile shyly as you look at the handsome man in front of you. His messy dark locks fall in front of his dark eyes as he stares at you with a playful smirk on his full lips. “Is he?” You asked, blinking at him, feeling Heeseung grab your arm to steady it for the shot. Wonbin’s eyes hold your nervous ones as he rubs his thumb on the apples of your cheek in a soothing motion. “Yes, you deserve all of your favorite things, bun.”

You feel the pinprick of the needle going into your arm and immediately close your eyes in discomfort letting the tears slowly build up. “Hey, don’t cry, bun. It’s your birthday, pretty girl.” Wonbin soothes running the backs of his fingers against your gray bunny ears to try and distract you. The feeling of his hands against your sensitive flopped ears had your stomach doing backflips and your breath hitching. You blink the unshed tears away and look at him as he stares at you with a concerned expression, “you’re being such a good girl, bun.”

Heesung removed the needle and immediately capped it, tossing it on the medical tray with the other discarded supplies. He grabbed a pink bandaid from the tray that he specially picked out for you, and placed it on your arm. “You did such a good job, bunny. I’m so proud of you pretty girl.” He removes the latex gloves from his hands and scratches the crown of your head, “you were such a good girl for us.” He kisses the tips of his fingers and paces them on the band aid in a cute attempt to kiss the wound without crossing too much of an unprofessional line. 

There’s a knock at the door that has both men pulling away from you and putting distance between all three of you, “come in.” Heeseung calls out, turning his attention back to the medical tray of discarded items. The heavy door creaks open and Mrs. Kim walks in looking at both boys then smiling at you. “All done?” Wonbin nods at her and helps you off of the table, “she did great, she took it like a champ.” He smiles.

“Of course she did,” Mrs. Kim smiles, extending her hand to you, “come, dear, let’s get you back to your friends.” Mrs. Kim smiles. You take her hand and look over your shoulder at the boys, they smile softly at you and give you a small wave as she leads you out of the exam room. They watch the older woman lead you out of the room and exchange a hard glance at one another. Dr. Choi comes back into the room and starts to rummage through your files with a pen in his mouth and a concentrated look on his face. 

“So what was the medication for?” Heeseung asks as he begins to put away the medical supplies in their correct cupboards. Dr. Choi looks up at him briefly before dropping his attention back to your file. “We’ve had her on suppressants for so long, so we gave her a little boost to trigger her heat. We want to start breeding her with Shotaro immediately.” Dr. Choi explains as he flips through another page in your file. 

“Breeding…?” Heeseung murmurs, laying his palms flat on the counter as he slowly processes what he’s heard. The feeling of anger and betrayal courses through his veins and his hands start to ball into fists against the counter top as he keeps his head hung low. 

“Yes, twenty one is the perfect age to start. We’re going to give her a larger nest tonight after dinner for her to be more comfortable in, her heat should start in a few hours.”

“Does Shotaro know?” Wonbin asks, clenching his jaw and narrowing his eyes. “No, we want this to happen somewhat organically. We’ve placed one of his sweaters in her nest to help trigger her natural instincts, once she starts to show the symptoms of her heat, he’ll be able to smell her. We’re putting him in the room next to hers so their instincts can take over and he can breed her.”

Wonbin’s hand clutches the pen he’s holding in a vice grip and the plastic snaps straight in half at the new information. Why hadn't they been informed about this? Dr. Choi always told them everything, but this was never shared with them, why? Dr. Choi looks at Wonbin and the broken pen and furrows his brow, “what happened?”

“Nothing, Dr. Choi. I think the pen was faulty,” Heeseung interjects, handing Wonbin paper towels to clean the spilled ink from the broken pen. Dr. Choi doesn't think much of it and starts scribbling notes down into the files. “Once he’s successfully bred her we’re going to be doing around the clock care on her and the litter, you boys can expect lots of more hours.” He smiled, closing the file. “Go home, get some rest. Tomorrow starts our next experiments.” 

They watch Dr. Choi leave the room, once the door shuts with a click Wonbin kicks the metal medical tray sending it flying across the room and into the wall. “Why the fuck didn’t he tell us?!” He’s running his hands through his messy raven hair as he paces the exam room. “You need to calm down, you can’t act this way, they'll remove us from her care team.” Heeseung glared at the younger man as he pushed past him to pick up the tray and supplies from the floor. 

“I don’t want her here anymore, Heeseung. This is getting out of hand, they’re not going to breed my girl.” Heeseung looked at Wonbin and sighed, Wonbin always acted more irrationally. Heeseung cared for you as much as Wonbin did but he had to keep a level head, Wonbin was a loose cannon and he couldn’t risk any mistakes when it came to you. “Relax, that stupid little rabbit won’t be breeding our bunny.”

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Y/N, happy birthday to you!” 

You smiled at your friends as they sang to you, you closed your eyes for a few seconds and took a deep breath to blow the candles out on your strawberry chocolate cake. They clapped for you as Jungwon threw his arms around you in a warm embrace, his orange and black speckled calico ears twitching in excitement when you hugged him back. 

Shotaro hands you a piece of cake and takes notice of how warm your hand is compared to his colder one. “It’s freezing in here, why are you so warm?” You touch your face and feel the heat radiating off of your skin, “I’m not sure. Maybe I’m just excited for my cake is all,” you shrug it off. You didn’t feel any different, you didn’t have any symptoms of illness coming on, maybe the shot Heeseung and Wonbin gave you had some weird side effects? 

Shotaro tilted his head to the side and pursed his lips, “something is different about you.”

You look at him confused as you take a bite of your cake, “what do you mean?”

“I don’t know…” he pauses for a second and studies your face, “just…something is different.” He’s looking at you in a way he never had before, you notice his rabbit ears are moving with his thoughts as if he’s trying to piece together a puzzle. 

Before you can respond to Shotaro you notice Mrs. Kim whispers something to one of the guards before she smiles at the two of you. “Finish up your cake, dear. It’s getting late and we have a present for you after this.” 

“We have prepared a special birthday present for you, you’re twenty one now, so your testing from here on out will be a little more…different.” She pauses for a moment and gives you a small unreadable smile. “But, we thought we’d give you something to help comfort you.” She smiled warmly, stopping in front of a closed door. She pushes the door open and steps aside to let you walk in first, hesitantly you walk in and gasp at the beautiful sight before you.

The room is much larger than your assigned bedroom, large bay windows lined the back wall covered with thin white floor length curtains. There were four bookshelves filled with lots of hardback covers as well as board games lining the bottom shelves. 

It was the most beautiful nest you had ever seen, everything about it felt warm and safe. You wondered why it was so large though, there were still lots of empty space in the room that could be filled with other pieces of furniture but were seemingly left empty. The bed was king sized and had at least ten different types of textured blankets folded neatly at the end of the bed so you could pick the ones you liked the most. 

“This is amazing..I don’t know what to say..” Your voice was trembling and you felt happy tears building behind your eyes, she hugged you tightly. “Dear, you deserve it, you’re so important to all of us.” She takes notice of how warm you are under your touch and she tries to hide the excitement in her voice, “why don’t you get some rest, dear. You feel a little warm and you might have had too much excitement for one day, you should sleep.” 

You nod as she ruffles your hair and leaves you to your new nest. You make your way to the closet and pull out the usual designated white cotton nightgown dress you always wear and begin your night routine. Once slipping the fabric over your head you feel an overwhelming sensation of nesting wash over you. You immediately crawl into the bed and start lining the bed with the fluffy blankets and pillows to make a comforting nest to soothe the urges of seeking comfort in your body.  

Once it's to your liking you wrap yourself in multiple blankets burrowing into the soft textures seeking its warmth and comfort to wrap around you. You hum in approval when you find it, letting the exhaustion of the day run over you. You hadn’t realized how tired you were, it felt as if your body was heavy and even keeping your eyes open was becoming difficult. Warmth spreading through your veins and radiating down to your fingertips and toes. All you could do was close your eyes and let the warmth and darkness consume you whole and lull you to much needed rest. 

Loud bangs of thunder clapped throughout the room, accompanied by the bright flashes of lightning, but that wasn’t what woke you up the uncomfortable cramping and stabbing feelings in your abdomen were. You clutch your stomach and groan at the intense feelings, sweat was drenching your body and you felt sticky, hot, and insatiable. You didn’t even realize you were clenching and rubbing your thighs together for friction. 

A sudden smell invades your senses and you shoot up from your nest in search of it, scrambling around the bed throwing pillows and blankets on the floor until you find a white sweatshirt folded neatly behind one of the pillows. You bring the fabric to your face and inhale the scent which sends your body and mind into a frenzy. The smell of nutmeg and warm vanilla bleed down your throat and into your belly causing an uncomfortable wetness to pool in your underwear. You gasped feeling large globs of arousal pour out of you so much so that it was practically dripping down your thighs. 

Shotaro’s body is awake and he’s standing up before his mind is even fully conscious. His head is thrown back and his lips part inhaling a deep scent of sweet cherries and milk chocolate, the smell making his mouth water and his cock painfully harden in his sweats. His feet are moving before he can form any coherent thoughts, standing in front of your closed door he doesn’t waste a second as he throws your door open to find you in your nest and all coherent thoughts are no longer present only thoughts of fucking you and breeding you. 

Shotaro is groaning at the sight, your face is buried in his sweatshirt while your hand is under your nightgown, he can’t see what you’re doing but the obscene whimpers and mewls pouring out of your mouth are a good indicator. He takes three long strides and he’s kneeling on your bed immediately grabbing your face and slipping his tongue in between your parted lips to taste you. You immediately melt into his touch and use your free hand to grab at any part of him desperate for more of his scent on you. Everything in your body is screaming for him, mate mate mate mate. 

He grabs the hand that’s between your thighs and breaks the kiss to bring your wet fingertips to his mouth to taste you. He groans as soon as your arousal hits his tongue and his eyes darken even more, “Shotaro, please touch me…it hurts..” you whine pathetically as tears stream down your face from the pain in your abdomen. 

“Where does it hurt, baby, here?” He coos against your mouth cupping your mound and shuddering at the heat radiating from you and the drenched feeling of your panties. He slips the wet fabric to the side and runs his fingers through your slippery folds, you arch into his touch desperate for me. “You want me to fuck you, baby?” He mumbles against your throat as he leaves kisses on your sweaty skin. “Please, fuck me..it hurts so bad..” You cry as you buck into his hand wanting something inside of you to fill you. 

“HEY!” Before you can process the new voice in the room, Shotaro’s body is ripped off of you as you desperately reach out for his body. “Come on, bunny. We gotta get you out of here.” Heeseung is wrapping one of your fluffy blankets around you but you shove him away trying to reach out for Shotaro. Wonbin has Shotaro by the throat and you try and reach out for him, “let him go! Someone help!” You start screaming but Heeseung is quick to grab you and clasp a large hand over your mouth, silencing you. 

Seeing Heeseung holding you with his hand over your mouth sends Shotaro into a rage fit, immediately bashing his head against Wonbin’s nose, making him release his grasp on him and clutching his bleeding nose in his hand. “Fuck!” Heeseung keeps his grip on you, “let her go! Let my girl go!” The need to protect you was fueling his rage, but Wonbin’s jealousy rage was worse. Before Shotaro could get close to you he pulled him back by the shoulder. 

Heeseung knew what was about to happen and tried to pull you toward the door to spare you the pain of what you were about to see, but Wonbin was quicker. It all happened so quickly, you locked eyes with Shotaro watching Wonbin grab his head and neck, Heeseung managed to turn your body around, keeping your head into his chest. Once your face was fully turned away you heard the sound of a sickening crunch sound followed by a thud hitting the floor. 

Everything told you not to look, your body started to shake from fear and the scent of nutmeg and vanilla was no longer filling the room. “Come on bunny, we need to go.” Heeseung tried to soothe you by rubbing your arms but you felt anything but safe in his embrace. He tried to lead you out of your room but you took the opportunity to turn your head and see the body of Shotaro on the floor with his neck twisted in an inhuman position, Wonbin standing over him looking down on his lifeless body with a sick satisfied smile on his usual comforting face.

Before you could scream again, Heeseung’s hand was back on your mouth and he was dragging you out of the room. All the memories of Shotaro replay in your head like a film, his laugh, smile, the days you spent together dreaming of life beyond this facility. Tears poured out of you knowing he was your mate, your best friend, and he was ripped away from you…in front of you so brutally, by the two men you thought you could trust. 

Heeseung drags you to an emergency exit door that was cracked open by a brick on the floor to keep it from shutting. It’s still pouring rain when he drags you outside and leads you to a parked black van, you couldn’t let them take you. You’d end up just like Shotaro surely, you make a last ditch effort to escape and elbow Heeseung as hard as you can, causing his grip to loosen on you, the rain making it easy to slip from his grasp on you. You don’t hesitate to start running and not look back at them to see their reactions. You choose a random direction and run toward the forest that you could always see from the facility windows. You hoped that the trees and darkness could help hide you from them.

Wonbin shoves Heeseung, “what the fuck dude?!” Heeseung shoves him back, “it’s pouring out here, I lost my grip!” He opens the van and grabs a flashlight and pocket knife from the toolbox he kept handy. “She won’t get far. Plus, I love a good chase.” He smirks, turning the flashlight on and pointing it in the direction you ran in. “Let’s go catch our bunny.”

You didn’t know where you were running to, you just knew you had to get far away from them. The muddy ground makes you slip a few times causing your hands and knees to get scraped repeatedly on the sticks and rocks beneath you. The only light you have is from the lightning that lights up the forest for a few seconds at a time. A sharp pain in your abdomen causes your knees to buckle from underneath you and you fall to the ground clutching your stomach. 

Your body temperature was rising from your heat and the pain was starting to become unbearable, aching for a need of release. You try to stand up but another jab of pain sends you back on the floor with a cry, this was the worst time and the worst place to have your first ever heat, and your mate was dead. Everything around you is starting to spin and you can barely stand, you’re stuck in the middle of a forest with no way out, and no energy to even stand. 

“Come on bun, don’t be scared, we’d never hurt you.” Wonbin’s voice calls out behind you. Panic gives you enough strength to crawl off of the trail you were running on and hide behind a large tree, your nails dig into the bark as you pull yourself up off the ground to watch for them and see what direction they go. The tree helps keep your body in an upright position as your knees shake under your weight.  

“We know how much pain you’re in, pretty girl, come on out so we can take care of you. You must be a very scared bunny.” Heeseung’s voice was laced with a condescending tone. 

“She liked when Shotaro told her stories, Heeseung, maybe we should lull her out with one.” Wonbin chuckled darkly as their voices approached closer to where you were hiding. 

“You’re right, Wonbin!” They weren’t wrong, Shotaro was brought to the facility as a preteen, he always told you stories of life beyond the facility since you knew nothing of the outside world. Filling your mind with wonder at stories of the outside world and what it consisted of, happily answering all of your curious questions with a smile. 

“There once was a woman who lived with her daughter in a beautiful cabbage garden. And along came a rabbit who ate up all the cabbages.” Wonbin spoke in a sing-song voice, you could hear his voice getting closer to the tree you were hiding behind, you prayed the thunder was loud enough to cover your labored breathing and small whimpers of pain. 

“To get rid of the rabbit the woman tells her daughter to shoo it away,” Wonbin continues as the two men continue walking closer to your hiding spot, a flash of lightning illuminated the forest and you were able to see just how close they were to you, only a few feet away which sent a shiver down your spine at the thought of them finding you. 

“Bunny oh buuunnny, where are youuu?” Heeseung’s usually comforting voice taunted, you could practically hear the sick smile he had on his face. 

“Shoo shoo said the maiden don't eat up all our cabbages, little rabbit!” Wonbin continued, he paused for a second when lighting highlighted something odd on the floor. He pointed to Heeseung to use the flashlight in your direction. He nodded his head to the tree you were behind, the wet foot and hand prints in the muddy ground from your crawling gave you away unknowingly. 

“Come maiden said the rabbit…” Wonbin whispered as the boys approached the tree quietly to not startle you. Both men went on opposite sides of the tree making sure you had no opening to run away from them. 

“Sit on my tail and go with me to my…rabbit hutch!” Wonbin yelled the last two words, jumping from behind the tree and startling you. A loud clap of thunder rang out at the exact same moment and you screamed, stumbling back almost losing your footing, Heeseung grabbed your waist from behind fully trapping you in his strong embrace. 

“Naughty bunny, hiding from us when all we wanted to do was take care of you.” Heeseung tsked against your human ear, his hot breath sending a signal straight to your core and making you groan in uncomfortable pain and sink into his arms as the pain from your heat betrays you and has you aching for more of Heeseung.

“Aw, poor bun, your heat must be unbearable right now,” Wonbin fake cooed, pressing a hand to your forehead and feeling how high your temperature was rising. “We need to break your heat bun, you’ll get sick if we don’t.”

You try to wriggle out of Heeseung’s grasp, kicking your feet and throwing your head back to hit his chest. “Bunny, if you don’t cut this shit out I’m going to make you regret it.” Heeseung warned, squeezing his arms around you tighter causing you to yelp out in pain. 

“LET ME GO!”

Wonbin doesn’t hesitate to grab your throat in his large hand and squeeze cutting off your air supply abruptly. “Stop being a bad bun, we’re just trying to help you.” He watches you struggle for a few seconds before letting your neck go, you cough out and suck in as much air as your lungs allow.  

Heeseung tries to drag you back to the trail, but your legs are too wobbly and he has to hold your weight up. “You can’t even walk, bunny, so naughty running away from us.” Heeseung scolds, “your heat is really destroying you right now. Looks like we need to break it right now, right here, before you really get sick.” 

“Please let me go….” You pant as overwhelming heat consumes your body, it feels like it’s suffocating you and you’re finding it hard to keep your mind clear of the burning heat that’s between your thighs. “You’re all dirty bun, I’m so disappointed in you running away like that. I thought you were a good girl, but if you want to act like a wild animal, I’ll treat you like one.” Wonbin spits as he pulls a pocket knife out of Heeseung’s pocket.

“Bad bunny, you don’t even deserve to be clothed.” Heeseung breathes into your ear as he lightly nips at your earlobe making you groan out, you feel yourself clench around nothing as more of your slick pours out of you. Wonbin grabs a fistful of the muddy and rain soaked nightgown that clings to your body uncomfortably and starts slashing lines into the fabric so he can easily tear the shredded clothing off of your body and leaving you standing bare in front of them. The tip of the knife accidentally cuts you and draws a little blood, to their surprise you moan out at the sensation, and your knees almost completely give out again.

Curiosity peaks Wonbin as he drags the blade down your naked chest lightly before pressing the tip into the skin of your stomach just enough to break the skin without causing any major damage. Heeseung kept a firm grip on you so you wouldn’t wiggle around too much as you cried out from the sensation of the cut being made, you hated how much you liked it. The pain was being overshadowed by your heat and your body was aching for more. Wonbin smirks watching the blood start to seep from the cut he’s made, he also takes notice of the way your thighs are desperately rubbing together.

You throw your head back on Heeseung and they take notice of the lustful glaze that has coated over your eyes. “Please…please touch me..” You begged, you were crying and trembling against him desperate for any release. “If you want me to touch you bunny, you’re going to have to apologize for being such a bad girl.” Heeseung smirks, grabbing your face and squeezing your cheeks together, “can you apologize like a good girl?” You can only whimper in response, he notices the way your thighs desperately rub together even more forcefully aching to relieve some of the ache. “Get on your knees, bunny.” You don’t even hesitate to drop onto the wet muddy ground and start fiddling with his belt, instincts taking over knowing what you had to do to get him to touch you. 

Wonbin leans against a tree and watches you clumsily yank Heeseung’s jeans and boxers down, “such a desperate little bun,” he smirks. Desperation is flooding your veins and all you can coherently think about is Heeseung touching you, once his cock is finally free he sees the apprehension on your face as you take his thick, long, hard cock in your hand and hold it. How was this thing supposed to fit in your mouth, let alone inside of you?

He cups your cheek and runs his thumb along your bottom lip sending your brain back into the haze of your heat, “make me feel good, or I won’t make you feel good bunny.” Another pained whine escapes your mouth as you begin to kitten lick the salty beads of his precum off of the mushroom tip. The taste of him filling your senses sending your brain further into a haze where all you could think about was him. 

Hollowing your cheeks out you take his cock further into your mouth as you look up at him with wide eyes loving the heavy feel of him on your tongue. He tangles his fingers in your hair as he pushes your head further down his cock making you choke and gag around him, the vibrations of the noises adding more pleasure for him. He looks down on you and bites his lip at your red wet eyes as you struggle to accommodate him down your throat. “You look so pathetic right now, bunny. I bet you’re dripping right now, dirty slut.” You whine around him wrapping your hand around the part of his cock you can’t fit in your mouth as you start to jerk him off as you bob your head around his length desperate to taste his release. 

“Fuck…” he groans gripping your hair tighter, he rocks his hips against your face meeting you every time your nose bumps against your hand that’s wrapped around him. He’ll never get over the feeling of your hot mouth wrapped around him so perfectly. He yanks you off his cock, “stick your tongue out and don’t you dare fucking swallow, bunny.” He grunts as he keeps your head back with one hand and the other jerking his cock off, you stick your tongue out and let the spurts of his cum land on it. He hisses out a string of curses as he milks his cock to make sure he gets every drop out and onto your awaiting tongue. 

You look up at him with your tongue out showing him the thick white cream on your tongue letting some of it dribble down your chin. He groans at the sight, bending down and grabbing your face, capturing your mouth into a messy kiss, sucking his cum off of your tongue and licking it off of your chin. You whimper against his mouth, “please touch me…” you beg in a broken voice. “It hurts…”

“You sound so cute when you beg,” Wonbin chuckles, “prep her.” Heeseung crouches down to your kneeling body and wraps a hand around your throat lightly, your eyes are completely glazed over with a fucked out expression, completely lost to your heat. He pushes you down on the ground by your neck and hovers over you using his other hand to slide your sodden underwear down your legs. The rain doesn’t mask how disgustingly wet you are, his fingers immediately find your neglected clit and starts rubbing circles to gauge your reaction.

Your back arches off the wet ground finally finding some relief from the pain. You moan loudly as your hips rock against his hand chasing his movements. He only laughs at your desperation. He takes a nipple between his teeth and feels more of your slick gush out of your hole. Using the opportunity to slip one of his thick fingers into your entrance making you moan out incoherent babbles. Your walls are so tight around his fingers he can barely move them. 

“You’re so impossibly tight, bunny. I need to open you up.” Heeseung sucks on the skin on your breast. Your hips chase his hand desperate to feel more of him inside of you. He adds another finger inside of you and your head drops back with a thud onto the hard ground. His fingers are fucking into fast, you can hear how wet you are by the squelching sounds, it’s so loud you can hear it through the thunder. 

He drops his head to the cut Wonbin made on your stomach and lightly traces the bloodied line with the tip of his tongue making your eyes cross and your back arch completely off of the ground. He keeps two fingers inside of you and uses the pad of his thumb on your clit rubbing hard and fast circles making you scream out in pleasure. Your loud moans are bouncing off the trees as he finger fucks you hitting your spot with each punch of his hand. 

“I can feel you clenching bunny, you’re close, cum for me..” He mumbles against your wet skin letting his perfect teeth graze against your skin. He presses his thumb harder against your clit and you gasp feeling your orgasm wash over you, it had your toes curling into the ground and your hands clawing into the dirt. Your slick soaks his forearm as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm loving the way you shake underneath him and cry out his name. 

“Doesn’t that feel so much better, bunny?” He coos removing his fingers from you. “All you had to do was ask and we would have given it to you.” He presses his lips to your trembling ones and gives you a soft peck. “Do you need another one?” You nod without thinking and whimper, reaching for him. He moves away from your grasp and nods for Wonbin to come over.

Wonbin lifts you off of the ground and wraps your legs around his waist as he walks to the tree you were hiding behind and presses your back against it. You could feel the bulge in his pants against your bare cunt and you start grinding yourself against him absentmindedly, he hums watching you desperately hump him. Your heat is insatiable, only wanting and thinking about chasing your release. “Such a needy little slut.” 

You whimper as you dig your nails into his shoulders as you grind your clit against the seam on his zipper creating a delicious friction that has you rocking against him faster and harder. He smirks watching how pathetic you look trying so hard to get yourself off as he just stands there letting you use him. Your body was aching for that euphoric feeling and you were going to do anything to achieve it again. Your orgasm washes over you quickly, soaking the front of his pants with a warm gush as you whine and bury your face in his neck as your thighs shake around his waist. 

The third orgasm of the night has your brain feeling less fuzzy, you pull your face away from Wonbin and look at him as the reality of the night hits you full force. Remembering what he did to Shotaro and what he’s about to do to you. He can see the fear fill your eyes and the tears falling on your cheeks as the lustful gaze you had starts to diminish but he just smiles, you looked so pretty when you were scared, his perfect little play thing. 

He reaches between you both and starts to yank his pants down to release his painfully hard cock from its restraints. “Wait! Wonbin! I’ve never done this! Please-” He shushes you by running the tip of his cock through your folds making sure to apply pressure at your clit. Your instincts start to cloud your mind again, flooding your thoughts with that hazy feeling of wanting to be bred. He teases his tip around your leaking hole and watches your watery eyes start to lull back into a lustful gaze. 

He starts to press into you, feeling your walls start to constrict around him. Even though you’ve been leaking so much slick it doesn’t make the stretch easier. You’re clenching so hard at the intrusion it’s almost enough to push Wonbin out but he’s not going anywhere. The uncomfortable stretch slowly brings you back to reality again as you try to kick your legs off his waist and remove him from your hole. “Get off of me! No!” 

He rolls his eyes and grips your hips tighter, “fuck it,” he mumbles. With a strong grip on you, he forces himself inside of you in one push, your head hits the tree behind you as your mouth drops open in a silent scream at the feeling of being forced open around his cock. He has fully sheathed himself inside of you, his eyes catch the sight of the bulge under your belly button and his last inkling of self control is gone. 

He pulls himself out of you and you breathe a small sigh of relief but the wind is quickly knocked out of your lungs as he forces himself back in with a hard thrust. Forcing himself inside your tight cunt, he fucks into you roughly, his pelvis snapping roughly against your skin making you cry out with each stinging thrust. “No-stop…no” you manage to choke out between your broken sobs. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go..he wasn’t the one you were supposed to be with. 

“You keep saying no but your little pussy is sucking me in so well, bun.” Wonbin grunts as he continues to pound into your cunt. He’s fucking into you so hard your back is sliding up and down the tree he has you pinned on, the bark digging into your delicate skin painfully. The painful stretch of his cock is starting to subside as the pleasure starts to take over and cloud your mind once again. 

Animalistic urges take over your sense of judgment as your hips jerk upwards to meet his hard thrusts. “See, all you needed was my cock, bun. That stupid rabbit couldn’t have fucked you like this.” He breathed, you could feel another orgasm coming, your ears were ringing so loud and your chest was aching painfully at the breath you were holding in preparing for it to wash over you. He can feel you tightening around him and he clicks his jaw, “don’t you dare fucking cum. Not until I say so.”

But it’s too late, you whine loudly and your lower half convulses around him as your slick shoots out of you spraying his entire abdomen with enough force it almost pushes his cock out of you. He glared down at you and scoffs, he pulls out of you and lets you drop to the floor harshly. He grabs a fistful of your hair and jerks your head up and slaps you across the face so hard your head would have jerked to the side if he wasn’t holding you in place. “Stupid slut, you really don’t know how to listen. Bad bun,” he scolds you and slaps you again, “is this really turning you on?” He notices more of your arousal dripping down your thighs. You’re embarrassed by your body’s reaction to his taunting, all you can do is cry from shame.

“Insatiable slut,” he pulls your body back up by your hair and grabs your waist hoisting you back up, you instinctively wrap your legs back around his waist desperate for more of him. “Don’t cum until I say so.” He demands lining himself back up at your leaking entrance. He doesn’t let you respond before he’s fully entering you again picking up the same pace he left off at. He brings you down on his cock every time he thrusts upward into you, the loud sounds of your skin slapping together ring in your ears. 

A flash of lightning highlights his features, his dark hair is clinging to his face from the rain, his face is in a concentrated glare as he fucks you without mercy. But his eyes, his eyes are almost black, he stares at you like the predator animals do when you’ve passed by them, wanting to rip into you, letting primal instincts take over. He was terrifying to look at. 

The tip of his cock hits that spot inside of you and your eyes roll back into your head letting the fear subside for a moment. “Open your mouth.” He growls fucking into you harder, you’d be sure to have bruises on your pelvis from how hard he was rutting into you. You open your mouth waiting for his next move. He clicks his teeth and gathers saliva in his mouth before letting it drop onto your awaiting tongue. You swallow it with a pathetic whine, “dirty bun.” 

He’s close, he can feel his balls heavy and aching for a release. He wraps an arm around your waist to keep you steady and free his other arm, he brings his free hand between your bodies and grabs your clit between his fingers and pinches the sensitive flesh. You cry out and bite into his neck at the new sensation, he hisses and pinches you harder feeling your cunt grip him impossibly tight. “Cum for me, bun, cum for me and I’ll breed you.”

The statement makes you whimper into the skin between your teeth as your release hits you full force again. You can taste the metallicity of his blood on your tongue as you cry and shake around him spraying him again with your slick. He releases your clit and digs his fingers into the flesh of your ass as he messily chases his high. He lets out a deep groan from his chest and his hips sputter against yours and you release his skin from your teeth and gasp at the feeling you’ve been desperate for all night. Thick spurts of his cum fill you, the warmth coating your walls and deep in your womb. 

You cling to him desperately so none of it can escape you, the warmth and heavy feeling of his cum filling and stuffing you to the brim finally breaking the hazy fever of your heat. He pulls your face away from his neck and licks the blood that has stained your lips. You're panting heavily against him as you feel him softening inside of you. He peppers soft kisses around your face as your thoughts start to become coherent again. 

“What are you going to do to me…are you going to kill me too..” you whisper feeling your heart drop to your stomach. Was this all they wanted? What’s going to happen when they’ve had their fill? Were you going to end up like Shotaro? 

“Kill you? Why would we kill our bunny?” Heeseung asks, almost offended at the ridiculous question. You look at them both confused, why would they have taken you then? 

“Bunny hybrid heats are intense, you know..they last for days.” Heeseung smirks, tapping his fingers against your bare shoulder, “stop thinking so much right bunny, your heat isn’t even close to being over yet.”

He’s right. Wonbin slowly pulls himself out of you and you can feel his cum dribble down your thighs and you immediately start whimpering as the feeling of fullness starts to subside. Your wet skin starts to feel warm again. “Told you,” Heeseung laughs watching as he watches you start to panic, feeling your instincts taking over again. 

Wonbin lets your legs drop to the floor and you crumble to the dirty ground feeling the pain in your abdomen build up again. “Don’t worry bunny, I’ll help you through this one.” Heeseung says, swiping his tongue over his bottom lip. 

“No!” You yell out, you start to crawl away from them desperate to get away from these psychopaths. “Aw, bunny. Don’t make this so difficult, I’m just trying to help you. Don’t make me force you.” You ignore his words and continue to crawl away and slip into the mud crying from the intense stabbing pains in your abdomen, your skin feeling like it’s on fire. 

“Fine, we’ll do it your way.” He huffs, grabbing your ankle and yanking you toward him. “No!” You scream trying to kick him away and grab onto anything on the ground to keep you in place. But he’s much stronger and bigger than you. He has you yanked in front of him with no issue. “Please let me go..” You sob. He’s tired of playing this game with you. Heeseung has you on your hands on knees in the wet dirt, he rubs his hands down your spine and pinches the base of your tail making you mewl and fall into the mud and shake, “oh is that a sensitive spot bunny?” 

You cry out and your body acts on its instincts as it wiggles your bottom in the air waiting for him to fill and stuff you. You feel him behind you, his hard cock prods at your waiting entrance, “want me to breed you?” You whine and nod pressing your ass against his cock desperate for him to put it in your pussy. “Beg for it.” He demands holding you hips in place. “Please Heeseung! Please breed me!” You practically scream as you shake and kick your feet in pathetic desperation. 

He pushes the top half of your body into the dirt and keeps your bottom half arched perfectly for him as he slides into you, his thick cock filling you perfectly and immediately hitting that spongy spot inside of you. The mud under you was making it difficult to try and steady yourself on your hands and knees but his grip on your hips was firm making sure you weren’t slipping and sliding too much everywhere. He was pounding into you so hard you couldn’t even catch your breath, his heavy balls slapped your swollen clit with every thrust only adding to the large amounts of pleasure he was giving you. 

You bounce your bottom back on him meeting his thrusts wanting to feel every inch and every vein of his large cock inside of you. “Fuck, I love the way your ass bounces back on me,” he grunts bringing his large hand down and smacking your ass so hard your sure it’s going to leave a mark, it jerks your body forward slightly. His hands massage over the handprint mark as he spreads your cheeks to get a better view of his cock sliding into your messy pussy. “Tell me you want me to fill you up, bunny. Tell me you’re mine..” he grunts, he can feel his release coming. “Please, please fill me Heeseung! Please!” you’re fully sobbing now desperate to be bred and aching to be filled with his cum.  

“I’m yours!” You scream feeling another wave of pleasure getting ready to crash over you. He moans and digs his fingers into your flesh roughly as he fucks into you at a quick pace to chase his orgasm. The feeling of you clenching around him and sucking him into your hot wet cunt was tipping him over the edge. You shriek loudly as the front of your body falls into the mud, your legs are shaking uncontrollably as your slick squirts out of your again creating a messy puddle on the ground. 

A guttural grunt rips through his chest as he fucks you through the orgasm, he hovers over your body pressing his chest to your back holding himself up with one arm to not put his full weight on you. He grabs your leg and lifts it slightly to give him a new angle to fuck into you deeper, you’re pant heavily, “please breed me, please please please..” He’s thrusting into you fast and slovenly for a few more seconds before he chokes out a small moan and his hips still against yours. 

You whine and let your body sink further into the muddy ground feeling the hot ropes of his cum paint your insides. Your pussy is sucking him dry and pulling his seed deeper inside of you, you whimper feeling your fever start to break again, the feeling of Heeseung’s cum deep inside of you causing a contempt feeling. He kisses your bare back as he lets you catch your breath and enjoy the small break from the uncomfortable symptoms of your heat. He pulls out of you gently and stands up putting his cock back into his pants. 

“We need to get you home, bun, we only have a little bit of time before your heat comes back and we gotta get you cleaned up.” Wonbin speaks softly as he lifts you off of the ground, he cradles you close to his chest and wipes the caked mud off of your face as Heeseung covers your naked body with his jacket. “Home?” You choke out looking at him with fear trembling in your voice, he smiles down at you and kisses your wet hair. “Yeah, bun, home.” Heeseung kisses the tip of your nose and rests his forehead against yours, “we got you the cutest little cage, bunny.” 

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is this what u need? (lhs)

WARNINGS: SMUT so mdni, everything is consensual, unprotected sex (pls don't), cursing, making out, heeseung helping you out, mentions of stress/anxiety, pet names, not proofread so i'm sorry if there's mistakes! (Imk if i missed something pls!!)

pairing: bsf!heeseung x fem!reader

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wc: 2.8k

the day had been one of the most stressful you could remember. everything seemed to go wrong from the moment you woke up. your alarm didn't go off, making you late for an important class presentation. you barely had time to grab a coffee, and when you did, it spilled all over your notes. by the time you got back to your apartment, you felt utterly defeated. the weight of upcoming deadlines, exams, and personal issues pressed down on you like a ton of bricks.

you stared at your computer screen, unable to concentrate on the paper due by midnight. your hands were shaking, your chest felt tight, and you could feel a panic attack creeping in. in desperation, you reached for your phone and texted heeseung, your best friend and confidant: “can you come over? i really need you.”

heeseung had a knack for knowing when you needed him the most, and tonight was no exception. he responded almost immediately: “on my way. be there in 15.”

those fifteen minutes felt like an eternity. you tried to calm yourself, but nothing seemed to work. when the doorbell finally rang, you rushed to open it. heeseung stood there, concern etched on his face. without a word, he stepped forward and pulled you into a tight hug. his embrace was warm and reassuring, a silent promise that everything would be okay.

after a long moment, he pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes. hey, what's going on? you look like you've had the worst day ever.

you sighed, trying to find the words. it's just... everything. the day was a disaster, you're behind on your work, and you can't seem to get your head straight. you feel like you're drowning.

heeseung frowned, gently brushing a stray hair out of your face. you need a break. how about i make us some tea? it always helps you relax.

you nodded, grateful for his understanding. while he moved to the kitchen, you sank onto the couch, trying to collect yourself. heeseung returned a few minutes later with two steaming mugs of chamomile tea. he handed you one and sat down next to you, so close your legs touched. he always knew how to make you feel safe and grounded.

you sat in silence for a moment, sipping your tea. the warmth of the drink and his presence began to soothe your frayed nerves. heeseung reached out and took your hand, gently squeezing it. you don't have to do this alone, he said softly. i'm here for you, whatever you need.

tears welled up in your eyes at his kindness. i just... i feel so overwhelmed, you admitted, your voice trembling. you don't know how to deal with it all.

heeseung set his mug down and turned to face you fully, his expression serious yet tender. let's forget about everything else for now. just focus on me. his thumb gently brushed over your knuckles, a soothing motion that sent shivers down your spine. what do you need from me right now?

the room seemed to shrink; all you could focus on was him. there was a moment of hesitation as you searched for the right words, but then you realized words weren't necessary. instead, you leaned in, and your lips met in a gentle, reassuring kiss. it was a kiss filled with unspoken emotions, comfort, and something deeper. heeseung responded immediately, his hands coming up to cup your face, pulling you closer.

when you pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, your breaths mingling. is this what you need? he whispered, his voice low and comforting.

yes, you whispered back, tears finally spilling over. you need him.

heeseung's eyes softened, and he kissed you again, more deeply this time. it was slow, unhurried, as it he wanted to convey everything he felt through this one intimate gesture. his hands slid down to your waist, pulling you closer until you were practically in his lap. the world outside seemed to disappear, leaving just the two of you in this cocoon of warmth and affection.

you continued kissing, losing yourselves in the moment. it wasn't just about the physical closeness; it was the emotional connection, the feeling of being completely understood and cared for. heeseung's hands were gentle but firm, his touch grounding you, reminding you that you weren't alone. he broke the kiss to look at you, his eyes searching yours. you're not alone, okay? whatever happens, we'll face it together.

heeseung's hands were gentle yet assured as they explored, tracing the lines of your face before moving down to your shoulders. he broke the kiss for a moment, his eyes searching yours. are you sure? he asked softly, his voice filled with concern and care.

you nodded, your breath hitching slightly. yes, i’m sure, you whispered, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement. his gaze softened, and he smiled, leaning in to kiss you again. this time, his kisses trailed down your jawline, moving to the sensitive spot just below your ear. you felt a shiver run down your spine, your hands instinctively gripping his shirt.

heeseung paused for a moment, looking at you with an intensity that made your heart race. you can stop me anytime, he murmured, his voice husky and tender. i want you to be comfortable.

i trust you, you whispered back, and it was true. heeseung had always been someone you could rely on, someone who respected your boundaries and understood you deeply, this moment was no different. his hands moved to the hem of your shirt, hesitating slightly, giving you a chance to back out. when you didn't, he gently lifted it over your head, his eyes never leaving yours.

you felt vulnerable but also safe under his gaze. heeseung took a moment to take you in, his eyes filled with a mix of admiration and affection. you're beautiful, he whispered, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your collarbone. his hands caressed your sides, sending a warmth through your body that chased away any lingering anxiety.

heeseung's lips continued their journey, exploring the sensitive skin of your neck and shoulders, each kiss sending a jolt of electricity through you. his hands were everywhere, gentle but firm, guiding you to relax into the moment. when his lips found yours again, the kiss was slow and deep, a comforting yet passionate melding of emotions.

you felt his hands slide to your back, deftly undoing the clasp of your bra. he paused, his eyes asking for silent permission. you gave a small nod, and he carefully removed it, his touch feather-light and respectful. the intensity of the moment was heightened by his tenderness; every action was measured, deliberate, as if he was savouring each second.

he gently lays you down on the sofa so that he can be on top of you. heeseung's lips moved lower, kissing a path down your chest. his touch was gentle, reverent, making you feel cherished and adored. as he continued, his hands caressed your sides and hips, each touch grounding you in the reality of the moment. your own hands moved to explore his body, feeling the firmness of his muscles under his shirt. you tugged at the hem, and he paused, pulling back to help you lift it over his head.

the sight of him, bare-chested and vulnerable, sent a rush of warmth through you. heeseung was beautiful, his body strong yet gentle. he leaned back in, your skin now pressed together, and the sensation was electrifying. his hands traced patterns on your back, his lips finding yours once more in a kiss that was both tender and hungry.

you lost yourselves in each other, the rest of the world fading away. heeseung's hands moved to the waistband of your pants, his fingers hesitating slightly. can i? he asked, his voice low and filled with desire. you nodded, your heart pounding. he slowly undid the button and zipper, carefully sliding them down your legs. his touch was delicate, as if he was unwrapping a precious gift.

once your pants were off, he took a moment to admire you, his eyes dark with emotion. you're perfect, he murmured, making your heart flutter. heeseung leaned down, placing soft kisses along your stomach, his hands caressing your thighs. the sensation was overwhelming, every nerve ending alight with sensation.

heeseung's touch became more assured, his kisses more urgent. he guided you to lie back on the couch, his body covering yours. the weight of him was comforting, grounding. his hands continued their exploration, sliding under the waistband of your underwear, pulling them off with a gentleness that made you feel cherished. he took a moment to look at you, his gaze intense and filled with something deeper than just physical desire.

are you okay? he whispered, his voice tender and soothing. you nodded, feeling a mix of emotions-vulnerability, excitement, and an overwhelming sense of love. i’m more than okay, you replied, reaching up to pull him down for another kiss. the rest of your clothes quickly joined the growing pile on the floor, and soon you were skin to skin, feeling every curve and contour of each other's bodies.

heeseung slowly stepped back on the couch while caressing your body, biting his lips and lowering himself closer to your sensitive spot, where you could feel a slight warmth coming from his mouth. tell me if you feel uncomfortable, he said, holding your hips to steady himself. you nodded and watched him closely.

he began by planting gentle kisses on your sensitive area, then moved to your inner thighs, before returning to your most sensitive spot. each contact of his mouth on your skin sent shivers through you and brought pleasure.

he brings his fingers to your cunt and spreads your folds before running his tongue over your clit, not breaking eye contact with you. fuck... heeseung... you close your eyes and tilt your head back.

look at me, love. he doesn't want to break eye contact even once. however, he himself breaks it right after, licking your pussy, exploring every corner to bring you the most pleasure.

such a good pussy you have, he continues without stopping.

heeseung's hands and tongue continued their journey, exploring every inch of you with a reverence that made your heart swell. his touch was gentle yet insistent, guiding you through the waves of sensation washing over you.

you feel a knot in your lower abdomen and grab heeseung's face to stop him.

are you okay? did i hurt you? if you don't want this, that's totally okay. he kept asking. you shake your head and look him straight in the eyes. no, heeseung, just fuck me already. he raises his eyebrows slightly and opens his mouth slightly.

are you sure? heeseung asks, getting up. you smile at him and grab him by the neck, pulling him closer, your noses touching. i’m more than certain, and you kiss him to confirm it, running your hand through his hair.

he kisses you back and deepens the kiss. he grabs you by the chin and deepens it even more, nibbling your lower lip, making you gasp, and he smiles. you do the same. he kisses your lips, then your cheeks, your jaw, then your neck, your collarbone, your chest, kissing each breast. he then moves down your abdomen, your belly, before stopping at your pussy.

he stands up and takes his length in hand, stroking it a bit, already dripping pre-cum, and moves closer to you. are you still sure? you nod. your words baby, he said. yes heeseung, im sure. you nod again and bite your lip. he leans slightly over you, locking his eyes with yours. you run your fingers through his hair and watch him.

when he finally entered you, it was with a slowness that spoke of his deep care and respect. he paused, looking down at you with an intensity that took your breath away.

fuck yn... this feels so good. he groans lightly, you only manage to open your mouth and try to get used to his length inside you.

i love you, he whispers, his voice filled with emotion.

i love you too, you whisper back, feeling tears prick at the corners of your eyes. it was the first time either of you had said those words in this context, and the weight of them made the moment all the more profound.

you moved together, your bodies finding a rhythm that was as old as time. it wasn't just about physical pleasure; it was about connecting on a deeper level, sharing a piece of your souls with each other.

heeseung's hands were everywhere, caressing, guiding, comforting. his eyes never left yours, the connection between you palpable and intense.

the world outside ceased to exist; there was only the two of you, lost in each other. the sensations built slowly, a crescendo of emotion and pleasure that left you both breathless.

how are you feeling, yn? he says, panting. perfect, you let out with the little breath you have left, you're perfect.

he leans down and captures your lips with his. you both try to breathe during the kisses. you're so tight, fuck, are you close? you nod, as it's the only thing you can do at the moment. he groans in response and speeds up his movements, still rhythmic but gentle.

you start to cry a little from the pleasure, fuck hee i'm close. he presses his forehead to yours and continues to watch you. come on me, let me feel your warm cum on my cock, he says panting. coming, coming, you say simply. when the climax came, it was like a wave crashing over you, overwhelming and all-consuming.

i'm close too, he says, but suddenly he rests his forearms in each side of your head, ready to withdraw. you stop him, placing your hand on his back and pushing slightly against you to prevent him. he looks at you, out of breath, questioning. inside, do it inside.

he bites his lip and plunges even deeper into you, resting his head next to yours on the couch. you can hear his ragged breathing close to your ear.

fuck baby i'm coming, he says before you feel his hot cum suddenly release inside you, making you gasp. fuck, this feels so good, oh my god. you place a hand on his head, and you both moan together.

you stay in that position for a moment, then you lay tangled together on the couch, your bodies still pressed close. heeseung stroked your hair, his touch gentle and soothing. are you okay? he asked softly, his eyes filled with concern and love.

you smiled, feeling a warmth spread through you. i'm perfect, you whispered, resting your head on his chest. the steady rhythm of his heartbeat was the most comforting sound in the world.

you nodded, unable to speak past the lump in your throat. heeseung gently wiped away your tears with his thumbs, then pulled you back into his arms. you stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other's warmth. heeseung began to hum softly, a tune you recognized as one of your favorite songs. it was something he did when he wanted to calm you down, and it worked every time.

after a while, he pulled back and looked at you with a soft smile. feeling any better? he asked, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

yeah, you admitted, smiling weakly. thanks to you.

good, he said, his smile widening. but we're not done yet. let's wash up then let's put on a movie, something light. you need a real break.

you ended up watching a cheesy romantic comedy, laughing at the absurd plot twists and silly jokes. heeseung kept an arm around you the whole time, occasionally pressing a kiss to your temple or whispering a funny comment in your ear. the movie ended, and you found yourselves lying on the couch, your head resting on his chest, his fingers gently playing with your hair.

as the night wore on, you talked about everything and nothing, sharing stories, dreams, and random thoughts. it was moments like these that made you realize how deeply you cherished your friendship and how lucky you were to have someone like heeseung in your life. he had a way of making everything seem more manageable, his presence a constant source of comfort and strength.

eventually, exhaustion caught up with you, and you started to drift off. heeseung noticed and shifted slightly, making sure you were comfortable. get some sleep, he whispered, pressing a final kiss to your forehead. i'll be right here.

stay? you murmured, half-asleep.

of course, he replied softly, pulling a blanket over you. i'm not going anywhere.

with that, you finally allowed yourself to relax completely, feeling safe and loved.

noooooooooooo i know bestie jay already has a part 2 but i neeeeeeeed a part 3 it was sooooooongoooooood

more of this—> and this—> warning. coercion, manipulative pervert bestie Jay, he’s nasty ;o, unprotected sex, breeding

THIS IS THE LAST PART! no more after this🩷

“So, you fucked.”

It’s not that Jay’s surprised, he’s not even all that bothered, but he is curious.

He’s seen Sunghoon around the locker room, he knows he’s bigger than him. There’s no way the photos he sent you fulfilled your expectations.

Trying to hide a frown, you nod, twirling the straw in your drink. “We did, I don’t know. After the pictures and everything I felt crazy.”

“Crazy how?” Jay leans in, voice low, shoving his half eaten plate of food aside. He wants to ask more, of course, really grill you and interrogate, find out if you saved the pictures he sent you. But that could incriminate him, too suspicious. He has to keep it cool.

You shrug, leaning back with a tired sigh. “Like.. he’s hot, don’t get me wrong. Super hot. I guess I pictured it going differently.”

“Well darling,” he chuckles, grabbing the receipt before you can even think to. “That doesn’t really help me solve this dilemma for you.”

“Jayyyyyy.” Ah, you whine so cute, he doesn’t even hesitate to pay for your meal. Waving the waiter back over while you’re distracted fidgeting with your fingers. “You know how it is, when someone’s too good looking.. they have to have some type of flaw.”

Dragging his eyes down your upper half, he bites down on his lip, wanting to disagree. There’s no flaw when it comes to you, because he’s looked, searched high and low. You’re perfect for him, even if you don’t get that yet.

“Get to the point here babe, he’s good looking but his stroke game sucked?”

“I wouldn’t say it sucked.” You grimace, giving yourself away the more you search for something to distract your hands with. Choosing a napkin to shred into pieces. “I think.. maybe I had higher expectations because it was so hot through the phone.. but he—we, I didn’t even get to finish.”

Jay gasps, clutching his chest, jaw hanging loose. “Shut up!”

“I’m serious!” You whine again, resting your head against the booth. “Like, he didn’t even take me inside, just bent me over in the backseat..”

Backseat fuck? Please be joking. His teeth grind thinking about it, you’re better than a car fuck. You deserve a bed encrusted with diamonds and gold, a shrine to display your body. 

“That’s,” his tongue drags along the backs of his teeth, huffing a laugh. “That’s unbelievable. That guy talks a big game in the locker room. I knew he was full of it, probably jealous cause I don’t have to lie about my reputation.”

There’s a flicker of curiosity that passes your face, head tilted to the side. “What do you mean? Like, he’s competing with you?”

Jay laughs, slotting his card back inside of his wallet. “Could be. Always thought he held a grudge when he got nothing but bench warming done during the first season. Whatever, either way.” Slowly peering up, he locks on your intrigued gaze. “Could never be me. I’d rewrite history with my tongue inside of your pussy, leave you shaking harder than a fucking earthquake in Japan.”

The bottom row of your teeth appear first, juicy lower lip hanging loosely, pupils dilating. “Hah—wha—“

“I mean,” crossing his arms to purposely flex his biceps, he shrugs. “You know, if it wasn’t you. Any other girl, sure.”

“Excuse me??”

He scoffs, brushing you off. “Ugh, that’d be like fucking my sister.”

“Jay! Don’t say that!” You have the gall to look offended, glaring at him.

“God, he just went straight to fucking, huh?” He whistles, head shaking. “Couldn’t even eat you out or open your pussy up first?”

“Jay!” It’s cute how you still somehow find the audacity to glance around as if anyone nearby can over hear. Putting on this silly act of shame, as if you weren’t getting plowed through in the backseat of a mustang on your knees less than 24 hours ago.

“Seriously, such a shame.” A loud click of his tongue resounds, standing up, making extra effort to adjust his jeans. Cock shape fitted right against the crotch of his pants, not missing the way you can’t stop yourself from getting a look. “You always end up with these duds that could give a fuck about you cumming or not.” Throwing an arm around your shoulder, he leads you out to his car. Staying a step ahead even so to make sure he gets to the passenger door before you.

“Well, like you said,” you shift awkwardly, leaning against his car as he gets the door for you. “You have a reputation and apparently I’m too much like your fucking sister to even consider letting me experience that.”

Bingo.

Jay grins to one side, a cocky but charming smile, tapping the roof of his car. “It’d be too weird, you’re my best friend.”

He turns and moves closer, barricading you against his car with his palms flat on the hood behind you. “If we fucked, if I fucked you.” He licks his lips, gaze traveling down your face slowly, ending on your lips. “Showed you how it’s really supposed to be, how good it can feel. I don’t know babe.”

He sighs, moving in closer for your lower halves to press together. “How are you going to look me in the eye after I’ve had my dick so deep inside your pussy, make you feel that shit in the back of your throat.” 

“Jay, that’s—“

“Can you really have a conversation with me again without dripping between your thighs, without focusing on my tongue and all the ways I made you scream with my mouth latched on that pussy?”

“Oh.”

“You’re thinking about it, huh?” He has to laugh again, a deep ‘hah-hah-hah’. 

How can you not? He’s so fucking disgusting.

“Maybe.”

“Yeah well,” patting your hip, he pushes you to get inside the car. “Keep dreaming darling.”

“You’re staying over right? My parents won’t be home until super late.” You say suggestively, thighs clamped together tightly.

“I’ll stay as late as you’ll have me babe.” Jay’s smooth, he’s real smooth. You know he is, but maybe it’s how unsatisfied last night left you, dragging your ass home after getting fucked in less than 5 minutes. Maybe it’s the way your best friend uses one hand to drive you home, pats your thighs while you crack jokes and mess up song lyrics. 

“Jay, we’re best friends.” 

“Uh, yeah.” He snorts, pulling into park. “Stating the obvious?”

“Why don’t you talk to me about girls much? I tell you everything..” you head to your bedroom together, jumping onto your bed with him in tow. “Like, I don’t even think I know what your type is? You literally know my body count, probably better than me.”

He does, he can name your first kiss, time and place. The first guy that fingered you, first one that ate you out, first that got to fuck you. He can name them all, and none of them have been him.

“My type..” he sits next to you, pulling his favorite pillow of yours to his chest. Hugging tightly for the scent of your shampoo permanently drenched through the cotton to emit. “I like..” looking at you from the corner of his eye, he reaches for your knee, thumb caressing. “Cute girls, that play extra dumb with me. Pretty face, you know..” he fully turns to look at you, pinching your chin with his other hand. “Like yours, and well,” he nods, continuing down your body, hand dropping to your chest. “Nice body, not too fit, curvy in the right places.”

“Jay..”

“Basically you.” He smiles, a forced smile. A smile to hold up this act and not crush under the weight of the truth. Because if you wanted to know the truth, no bullshit, he’d rip his heart out of his chest for you and let you break him in half. He’d empty his soul if you asked, whatever your wish is, he’d figure out how to make it come true.

“You know.” It’s easy to grab his hand, there’s no fear or shyness. Even with your heartbeat fastening, stomach fluttering. “It’s stupid but whenever I get a crush I always end up comparing them to you. Like Sunghoon right, he’s got that crazy jawline, and I’d think about how yours is still sharper, more angled.” 

Instinct has him straightening his spine, jaw muscles flexing, lifting his eyebrows up playfully. “I definitely have something you can’t compare to any of them..”

“Show me then.” You urge just as playfully, swinging your hands. 

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Jay sits up onto his knees, thighs smushed together in the position, jeans squeezing around the muscles. “Think you can handle it?”

“I think I can.” 

He’d swoop at the chance to make fun of you if not for how fast your expression shifts. Eyes gone hooded, lips pouting out and parted open, unabashedly ogling his pronounced size. 

As much as he wants to keep up his confident image, he’s screaming inside. The horny teenager that started jerking off to the thought of you years ago after seeing you in a swimsuit for the first time coming out of his dark gloomy cave to shout at the top of his lungs. This is it, this is his chance.

“Don’t say ‘damn!’ when you see how big I am.” Leave it to Jay to break the tension with a corny line, making you smack your face and groan. His shoulders bounce, unzipping himself and shoving his jeans under his ass. “I’ll let you do the honors.”

“Stopppp.”

Despite moving closer, he can sense how nervous you are now. The way you continue to look around and play with your hair. He rolls his eyes and grabs one of your hands right before you can toy with your earring. “Quit fucking around.”

To be fair, it’s not technically the first time you’ve seen his dick. Albeit that was years ago, and he’s grown ten times in size since the days you’d rinse off together quickly after hours at the pool. Even back then Jay was never very shy about his body, clearly carrying that confidence into adulthood. 

“Are we about to fuck?” You’re asking jokingly, allowing him to direct your hand to his covered bulge, gripping around yours to make you squeeze him. 

“Only if you let me hit it raw.”

“Jongseong.”

“Serious, I’ll eat you out for hours.” The stern tone you say his full name in does nothing to deter him, nothing can now that he has you this close. Even if you didn’t want to at this point, he wouldn’t be able to stop. The thought makes his cock jump, groaning and gripping your hand around him harder. “Suck my cum right out of you, spit it back down your hole only to suck on your clit again. Get you nice and numb with my mouth, have you begging for me to eat your ass next.”

“Are you always this depraved?” There’s that fraudulent shame again, the prudish act as if he can even count the dicks you’ve taken with 2 sets of hands. The way you cower and flush lets him know all he needs to know, leaning in to press his lips against your cheek. 

“I’m worse baby, exactly what you wish they all were.” Whispering huskily, he shoves your hand inside his boxers, thrusting up against your palm, eyes fluttering shut.

“Oh my God.” You gasp, fingers trembling, inspecting the girth you can barely wrap around completely. 

“Tell me how wet your pussy is.” Jay’s hands roam down your body, squeezing your waist on his way to your hips to hike up your shorts; scrunching the material up between your thighs painfully.

“Shit, you’re—“

“Do they ever get you this wet?” There’s arrogance laced throughout the question, smirking against your cheek. “I can hear it.”

It’s embarrassing because it’s true, clenching your eyes shut with another rough tug on your shorts. The sound of your cotton underwear rubbing against your cunt plays obscenely. Little splatsplats, squeezing more slick from your excited hole. “Answer me.”

“J-jay.” Oh fuck you’re already whimpering. Not even the voice messages you sent moaning could compare to this, vibrating through his ear, shooting shockwaves straight to his cock. He has to swallow hard, growling deep in his chest. 

“That’s not good enough.” Rough calloused guitar playing hands slap your exposed buttcheeks, shorts wedged up in-between. “Who gets you wet like this?”

“Y-you do, s’only you.” 

That’s it. That’s what he wants to hear, what he needs to hear. Coughing back a moan, he twists your body fast, even catching your breath as he knocks your back to his chest and dives in to cup your cunt. “Shit. Fuck.”

The hard pads of his fingers find your clit, chin hooked over your shoulder watching his hand disappear inside. The way you chant his name between struggling breaths has the veins lining his forearm flexing, rubbing figure eights on your bundle of nerves. “Little clit all hard for me.” 

“Ahh—don’t say that!” 

He’s had enough of this modest act, groaning as he grips your shorts and panties to one side. His hand draws free to land a few heavy palmed hits between your thighs, rocking against your ass that bounces up and down upon impact. “Don’t you dare tell me what I can and can’t say, do you hear me?”

“Jay, fuck!” He hardly gives you a chance to breathe properly, shoving your chest down onto the bed, he hooks onto your ruined shorts. It’s this moment that has him floating, slowly rolling the material down your hips, exposing inch after inch. Perky ass bouncing with each new tug, lighting his erection up with pure heat. 

The amount of wet arousal that greets him could save a country from dying out of thirst, releasing globs of slick the second he exposes your hole. Jay can’t stop the round of curses that fly out from there, shoving your bottoms and panties all the way down to your ankles. He makes a place for himself between your legs, freeing himself of his jeans and briefs. “You’re sure about this.”

Because I’m not going to stop, even if you scream. No matter how much you cry and claw.

“I’m—“ your head turns, neck twisting back to look at him with your pretty sweet eyes. Eyes that look at him as if he holds the entirety of your universe in his hands. “I’m—want it. Want you to.”

“I know.” Bending over on your back, he gathers your hair away from your face, kissing up and down your cheek. Pecking a saliva wet kiss at the corner of your mouth. “Because you’re a fucking slut. You know what sluts love?”

Tears well up in your eyes, glittering at him so prettily, accepting how right he is about you with a small shake of your head. 

Jay sits up, fully mounting your backside, scratching his blunt nails from your lower back to your waist. He grips around tight, forming a belt choking your breath out with his firm hold to keep your head against the bed. Your shoulders and tits pressed down, ass high up on the air, pussy on full display.

The fat blunt tip of his cock presses to your hole, rolling your eyes up instantly. “Sluts like you..”

He breathes raggedly, gaze passing from the whites of your eyes, down your spine, over his veiny hands constricting you, gliding over the ripples rolling up your ass down to where his cock teases at your entrance. “They love to get fucked.”

It’s as if your mind goes completely blank when he’s fully inside. Mouth hung open pouring out copious amounts of drool, dead gaze staring out ahead, pussy clamped tight around his size. You’re every bit of the brainless whore he’s ever wished for, taking the entirety of his cock with only one full thrust. Wetness splatters all over the lower half of his stomach and thighs, immediately falling into a heavy neck-breaking speed. Hips clap down on your ass, fat cock burying in deep, hitting your g-spot full on. 

“Wish you could see yourself right now.” Jay rasps, pounding into you harder and faster. “Perfect little slut, my perfect little fucking slut.”

“Yesyesyes!” 

“Keep screaming for me like that.” It’s music to his ears, the claps of your wet skin against his. The cries between your moans, the broken way you keep repeating his name. “Who fucks you,” he pants, lost in his pleasure, lost in your pleasure. “Who fucks you as good as your best friend?”

Your walls immediately clench around him, pushing out a wet gushing sound on the next thrust in. Jay grunts, digging his nails into your skin to hurt, desperate to leave some marks behind. “Speak up!”

“Jay! Jay! You! Youyouyou!” Your screaming can hardly break through the sound of your wet pussy taking his thick size. 

“Sucking me in so good, how is your pussy this fucking good.” He’s rambling nonsense, stealing glances at his cock diving in and out, cunt skin stretched around his girth. Tip kissing your cervix at this angle so so good, just right. “You’re gonna cum for me.”

It’s not a question, but an order. His weight comes down on your ass, lifting up onto his feet to climb up and fully mount you, palm slapping down on your nape lodging your face against the bed. “Cum for me right the fuck now!”

He barrels in at a pace that has your toes curling, eyes at the back of your skull, gasping for breath between his weight landing down on you full force. Each bury of his cock hits right where you need as if Jay memorized the map of your insides somehow. “I’m—I’m cu—“

The most intense wave of pleasure cuts you off, scrabbling to grip onto your bed sheets, knees sliding down. He fucks you through it, moving down with you where you lay flat on your stomach, cock drilling in and out past your orgasm. “T-too deep!”

“Like it deep.” Jay grits, slamming in rapidly. The hand on your nape unrelenting, ass clapping back against every thrust he gives. He bears down harder through your screams of over sensitivity, pressing his toned chest down on your back. 

He’s filling you to the brim, stuffed full, continuously striking the place that feels so fucking good deep inside of you. “Dumb fucking slut.” Jay huffs, breathily laughing, watching your ass begin to fuck him back. “All you needed was a real good dicking.” He adds with a whip-like snap cracking down on your ass. Stinging and heating up your flesh.

“Uh—mhm—please!”

“Fuck you’re seriously cumming again.” He groans, squeezing his eyes shut, digits digging through the back of your hair to grip. “You feel so fucking good.”

Everything hits him hard. He’s inside of you, he’s finally fucking you, he’s making you his. Cock drunk, obsessed and desperate, everything he’s ever dreamed of. It’s so worth it, all the humiliation he’s put himself through, so worth it when his dick starts pouring out strings of white inside of you. So deep inside of you. 

“Fuck.” Forcing himself to keep his eyes open, he leans in to lick up your tear stained cheek, pecking the side of your nose. Hips rolling as he empties out inside of you.

Right now, right here in your room, the bed he’s cuddled with you on for years. He’s here, he’s inside of you, and it's still not close enough. It will never be enough when it comes to you.

As much as it pains him to pull out, he fully intends to lick you clean, to spend the next hour with his nose pressed to your clit. 

After he turns you over to look at him, strips your top off, swipes his thumb across your chin to clean off the drool. “Jay..”

“I know.” Sucking his digit clean, he bends down to kiss you, chest hallowing when you kiss back. “I know, and I’m nowhere near done with you yet baby.”