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𝖶𝖾𝗍 𝖥𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 | 𝖯𝗌𝗁. 💭

Paring: Sunghoon x male!reader

Genre: Suggestive, established relationship [no smut but-]

Cw: mentioned of dick, slightly dirty talk, mentioned of cum.

Summary: He didn't know he had a small dream that led him to this.

Non proof read|wc: 1.0k

Eng is not my 1st lang.

𝔸||ℕ: I wrote this in my sleep again y'all, mistake could appear so, sorry in advance ^^

Having Sunghoon as your boyfriend is one of the best gifts you've ever had. Even though he was a bit of a cold person who couldn't express their feelings, you know that he's into you. (Obviously, you fall hard, but he falls harder.)

After years of sinking into each other, Sunghoon decided to ask you to move in and live with him as boyfriends from those days. Which makes the bond between you and him grow even closer than anything. Sunghoon was so comfortable with you, to the point you would see him in boxers and a t-shirt on every single time you came back from college.

Though at first he was a little embarrassed being this wild to show you, you said whatever made him comfortable, you didn't care if you came home one day and saw him walking around the apartment naked. Sunghoon was happy and glad that you'd accepted his true behavior, and soon you started to see a lot of his different sides.

One night, while dozing off into Dreamland after the cuddle session, in the middle of the night, With your leg wrapped around his hip, like a koala. Suddenly, you feel a wet sensation beneath your leg, which makes you shift a bit in your sleep. However, as a light sleeper, being soaked or wet drives you nuts because it's so uncomfortable to lay with.

You open your eyes slowly, lingering on your vision, trying to find out if you're having a wet dream or if some source of water might spill. You feel nothing.

Confused, you pull up your short waistband to see your own dick, if it's leaking from a dream, yet you see nothing aside from drying.

Suspicious got the best of you. You move your leg away from your boyfriend's hip as you look at his underwear up and down, feeling something fishy under there.

You look at him, and your lips grow thin into a straight line as you keep telling yourself that there's no way Sunghoon is having a wet dream. Curiosity kills the cat; you didn't hesitate to pull your boyfriend's underwear down to his thighs level.

As expected, there's indeed a white liquid spilling and dripping from Sunghoon's cock. You take a deep sign, somehow in disbelief that a grown man like your boyfriend still had a wet dream. You shake your head slightly and find him both cute and funny before you pull his underwear back in. I didn't want him to be alone in an uncomfortable situation like this.

You wanted to wake him up from his dreamland, but remember that Sunghoon was a deep sleeper who wouldn't wake up to someone shaking him or calling for him in such a state in the middle of the night. Still feeling sleepy, you curse under your heart as you risk yourself to clean your boyfriend up by yourself without bothering him.

You grab the tissue near the bedside, and you again strip off his underwear and throw it into the laundry box before starting to wipe all the sticky, warm white orgasms away from his cock and around his lower abdomen.

The sensation of your hand around Sunghoon's cock made him grunt in his sleep a bit as he shifted his head to the other side. You froze in your spot and didn't realize you stopped breathing for a sec as you continued to wipe him clean. Luckily, it's all done.

Now you can go back to sleep at ease without worrying about your boyfriend or your sleep experience. You lay your head down on the pillow beside Sunghoon, slowly drifting again as something comes across your mind that makes you open your eyes again.

Sunghoon didn't have any boxers on! He is completely exposed besides his side split shirt. The room is completely dark, and all the laundry is still in the living room.

You couldn't process anything as you shrugged off as if nothing happened, he'd be fine. Just cover him with a blanket and work smarter, not harder. Finally, you take one last relief sign of breath, able to close your eyes tight without overthinking about any shit again.

Sun rays shine through the open curtains on the outside balcony. Morning has already risen. You are the first one to wake up early with your boyfriend, as usual. To prepare breakfast and do the housework. Meanwhile, Sunghoon is still in a deep sleep; his eyes were pumping like a panda from the lack of sleep he had.

As his alarm went off, ringing loudly to disturb his beauty sleep at 9 a.m. Sunghoon intends for his arm to close the alarm clock before sitting up, with his hair all messy.

He yawned huffy, trying to regain his consciousness and gather the strength to start his day today, but fortunately it's a holiday; he'd be at home, chilling with his boyfriend. As he's tucking the blanket to the side, he's about to leave the bed with his feet on the floor.

His eyes went wide, fully awakened by the sight of his naked form. The funny part is that he had his morning wood, with his own cock staring at him, cutely twitching. Sunghoon is on the edge of panic, but soon realizes there's nothing else but you who would, if you secretly ride him in his sleep.

Nevertheless, to make sure it's true or not, he stood up and walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen to look for you while his cock was cocking. Still wiggling around, breathing the breezy chill air.

"M/n? Bub, can I ask why I'm naked?" Sunghoon asks in a soft yet deep, raspy, sleepy voice at you; both hands are placed on his own hip, waiting for you to answer. You knew he'd be spring-free, so you turned around, unfazed, before opening your mouth.

"If I told you you had a wet dream last night, would you believe?" You speak in a playful manner while crossing your hands together on your chest.

"Me? I had a wet dream last night. Meh, you're a lie."

"Why would I lie when I'm the one who cleans you up? You're naked, love! Lol, now your cock is staring at me. Oh  my."

"Um, uhh... really? If that is so, then sorry if I bother you, bub."

"Oh, Lord, stop saying sorry; you're fine. I'm fine; nobody was harmed; I'm just finding it funny that you've had a wet dream... At the age of 21," you respond in an unbelievable yet gentle way, as you inform him in the best way possible while your boyfriend answers you with different answers, as he just got it from the last night event from your talking earlier.

"Wahaha, oh, that's right, that's why I dreamt about having you on my hip."

"I beg your pardon... ?"

"Yeah, m/n, I dreamt that I fucked you last night, ke..." 

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🗣️ Thanks you y'all for supporting this thirsty male user who's a m! reader writer, this means a lot to me tysm bruhh~~ 🫶🫵

Hello I could request a idol!Jake x mangaka!male!reader and the reader is introvert ( fluff please )

✧ ˚ · . 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴵᵈᵒˡ! ᴶᵃᵏᵉ ˣ ᴹᵃⁿᵍᵃᵏᵃ! ᴹᵃˡᵉ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ, ᴬᵘ

ᵂᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: ².¹ᵏ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ᴮᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵐᵃⁿᵍᵃᵏᵃ ⁱˢ ⁿᵒ ᵉᵃˢʸ ʲᵒᵇ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃˢᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵖⁱᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ᵃ ᵖᵉⁿᶜⁱˡ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢˢᵉᵐᵇˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵖⁱᵉᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃᵖᵉʳ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ʷᵃˢ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ʰᵃʳᵈᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ⁱᵗ ˢᵉᵉᵐᵉᵈ, ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ; ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵃⁿʸ.

ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴺᵒᵗ ᵃ ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵘᵗ: ˢᵒᵒᵇⁱⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴳⁱˢᵉˡˡᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿᵉᵈ, ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ˢᵗʳᵉˢˢ, ᵒᵛᵉʳʷᵒʳᵏⁱⁿᵍ? ᴺᵒᵗ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ, ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠʸ :)

ᴺᵉᵗʷᵒʳᵏ: @starlit-network

ᴬ/ᴺ: ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱˢᵗᵍ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵗʳᵒᵖᵉ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵉᵉⁿ ˢᵒ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ᵃ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᵈᵃᵐⁿ ᶠⁱᶜ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ. ᴵ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʳᵉqᵘᵉˢᵗ ⁱˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵒᵘˢ :ᴰ

Planning, drawing, writing, new page, repeat. Unfortunately, those 6 words were all you needed to say in order to describe your regular schedule. Everyday was the same. Sometimes asking if you would ever have a break, or ever be successful enough in order to have your manga have its own anime adaptation, it'd be a huge step forward and might end up bringing in enough money so you didn't have to constantly work on a new series.

Unfortunately, despite the numerous amount of animes that existed; the chance of getting contacted by a producer was rare. And even though your two series were pretty big among readers, the day you'd receive a call or even just an email would likely never come.

You wrote away, brainstorming new ideas in this competitive industry. Your newest manga, had recently come to an end, ending at the manga number of 34. You had to admit, you were pretty happy with how it was written, especially since recently you seemed pretty dry and void of motivation.

The public seemed to agree, approving of the manga and giving you the thumbs up to reassure you that it was indeed a well written series. The pressure was a bit much, after finally finishing an almost 6 year series you were already seeing posts online titled:

“Can't wait for L/n Y/n’s next manga!”

“If he releases a new manga then damn right I'm buying it.”

Seeing those posts made you feel bad, causing you to pick up a pen and notebook and start brainstorming.

“You're going to write another one? That'll be 3 series!”

Hand up to your forehead, sighing at your own ideas as you crumbled the piece of paper and threw it away. “Well that's the plan but with how terrible I am at coming up with ideas I'm unsure if there will even be a 3rd series.”

He looked at you and leaned his back up against your bed frame. You found yourself with some of your friends, both in your house to keep you company and to help you think of a manga plot.

Footsteps approached the room, entering and holding a bag of snacks enough for the 3 of you. “Yeah well, your past 2 series have had a large audience, so if you end up writing a 3rd series chances are there's going to be a good chunk of people rushing to libraries to purchase it. So you should think of something that'll attract attention to those in your fan base along with those who aren't.”

“Thank you for the help Aeri…” you muttered to which she smiled, closing the door behind her and pulling over a chair to sit near the 3 of you.

Soobin and Aeri had been your friends since middle school, they knew you wanted to write manga series later on and supported you the entire way through. The 3 of you were inseparable and had stuck together the entire way through.

Pressing your face up against your arms and covering yourself with it, you tried to restart your mind and clear it, that way it'd be easier to communicate a proper plan for the manga.

“What if you try to make it based on an event that happened in your life..?” Soobin questioned, lightly rubbing his cheek as he leaned over to grab a granola bar from inside the bag.

You turned your face to look over at him, and chuckled.

“What type of event…? My life up until now hasn't been very eventful, so I practically have nothing to write about…”

Aeri looked down at the two of you and put her arm up to her chin, “Think a little outside the box…”

You lifted your head and gently sighed, “I'll think of something. What do you guys say we watch a movie or a drama?”

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Getting out of your car and approaching the doorway entering the restaurant and finding yourself a comfortable seat to relax in.

Ordering your food and opening up your phone, scrolling through the latest news and lightly vibing to the music in the background which found itself playing in the restaurant speakers.

“That's the group that has been going viral lately right!?”

You glanced over at the table which the talking came from, spotting two friends with their eyes glued on the TV. You couldn't help but grow curious, looking up at the TV screen and seeing an idol group performing their most recent song on a music show.

You would be lying if you said that you didn't like Korean music, because you truthfully really enjoyed it. However it was the least of your importance at the moment because your full focus was on your phone.

Or at least… it should've been.

Suddenly, a soft, soothing voice touched your ears. Causing you an odd sense of relaxation as you found your own eyes tracing over the screen that was permanently stuck onto the wall.

His face… caught you a bit off guard. He was handsome but you got an odd sense of deja vu looking at him, maybe it was nothing and it was just your mind playing weird tricks on you. But this was not one of those cases because you truthfully did recognize him.

This was Sim Jake, a student that you knew from highschool and actually became quite fond of. Other than the fact that you both ate lunch together sometimes and talked every so often, you wouldn’t really know whether you could consider him a friend. Occasionally the atmosphere was a bit tense between the two of you, maybe that was because you grew feelings for him at one point throughout the school year but never spoke about it to anyone except Aeri, and well, you hinted at it to Soobin and by now you were almost certain that he had caught on.

Sim Jake had moved to Korea around mid school year for unknown reasons. There was rumor that he would become an idol, but nothing was ever confirmed; and well, rumor was rumor so you should never completely believe something.

Seeing him on TV felt almost… surreal. Looking at someone who you had met before and had actually spoken to, someone who you walked the same hallways as. You never thought that you’d experience something like that, you truthfully really did feel very proud of him, for achieving something that seems somewhat impossible.

But seeing your old classmate was not the only thing that came out of going to your local diner that night, because you also found yourself with a new idea.

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“Is that manga interesting?” Jungwon leaned over, coming to Jake’s shoulder and resting his head on it.

“Yeah, It’s from my favorite mangaka too, I heard they’re actually working on a new series.”

Jungwon looked up at his member and smiled, watching the pages and lightly reading them as the sheets flipped every 7-15 seconds.

Enhypen had recently finished performing on the stage of a music show. It had been a long night of dancing and singing along with cheering for other groups present. On the cold night, they all found themselves going back to the company on the bus, all members slightly shivering as they covered themselves with blankets.

“What’s the manga about?” Jungwon asked, attempting to keep the conversation going as he actively listened, trying to keep himself awake.

Jake loved to talk about his mangas and this being his favorite series, he of course would become excited the moment someone asked such a question. It was such an easy answer for him, and Jungwon listened to everything he had to say, smiling every so often at the quiet excitement that Jake expressed despite being unable to be loud due to some of the members already being fast asleep.

Jungwon pointed over at the cover, signaling the author’s name as he quietly muttered, “Is this their real name? Or a fake one?”

Jake chuckled ever so slightly, “It’s a pseudonym. Many mangakas use them because many like to keep their identities secret. Actually many fans have no idea what their favorite author looks like due to privacy reasons. The closest we’ll get is by these.”

He skipped to the end of the book, pointing at the little representative character that delivered a message to a reader at the end of every manga. Jungwon chuckled as he shut his eyes, making Jake remain silent as he stared at the manga. Despite being in the dark, Jake illuminated the book with a UV light, the type you would use for the visibility to the ink of an invisible pen.

“Y/n, would you like to eat lunch together?”

“Right now? I’m drawing-”

Jake frowned, looking down at you. Sighing, you gathered your supplies and followed him out of the classroom. Stopping to put away your sketchbook and other art necessities back into your locker, as well as pick up your own lunch bag in the process. You followed him out of the school, finding a bench under a tree where the breeze felt nice and cool.

“Why don’t you eat lunch with someone else?” you questioned, biting into the sandwich that you had brought as a bit of a lazy lunch.

“Because I don’t know you too well. In addition, I find myself intrigued by you. You’re always drawing and I wanted to ask, is there a reason behind it or is it just a hobby?”

You flustered a bit, a lot of people have watched you draw and have complimented you on your skill.

“Y/n you should put up your art in a museum!”

“You should write manga when you feel ready.”

“Work as an animation producer when you get older!”

Not to mention the amount of people who had asked you questions that you were almost tired of hearing. Being an artist came with its downsides but it was always good to have an extra skill which could potentially be a career, and pretty well paid as well,

“Well, I guess for now it’s just a hobby.” you muttered, looking down at the food inside the container. Picking up your chopsticks, beginning to eat once again, picking at the rice softly.

Jake’s gaze stayed on you, he sighed and looked forward, “I guess so, you’re practically an art genius so if you decide to start a career from it I bet it’ll pay off.” he added, mouth becoming a small smile that had been directed at you.

Nodding, you thought for a moment. “I don’t really find myself interested in art in terms of career. I think there’s better things out there… you know?”

Jake agreed, opening the small bag of cookies that he brought and handing you some. “Well, I get what you mean, if you turn a hobby into a career then it’ll start to feel more like an obligation rather than something fun. But I think it’s better in a way. If you’re good at something then it's something to take advantage of.”

Staying silent for a moment, you eventually muttered a small ‘I agree’ before going back to eating, he noticed and beamed ever so slightly.

“Y/n!”

Looking up from the pages that you had been working on, you held the pencil and looked at your lover who had been laying on your bed, staring at you knowingly. He was mainly there to keep you company and it had mainly been you who asked for it. It got lonely sometimes after all.

“What is it?” You asked, taking the opportunity to stretch and lay down on the floor for a quick moment, just to redeem yourself from the stress of continuously drawing.

“You've been working on that darn manga for so long, catch a small break.” He scolded, making you laugh in response as you glanced over to the shelves full of mangas that you had written.

3 series, 72 books total that came with multiple awards. Many action figures that had come from the anime production of your most recent complete series which gained an audience you never expected to receive. It gained attention from multiple celebrities and became one of the most popular anime series internationally.

Not only that but it helped your 2 previous books get much more recognition, which ended up causing your second to become adapted into a video game, which was very well made and had a wide variety of players.

“Well, this might be the last series I write. If not then I might stick to the number 5, that collection is becoming a bit big don't you think?” you asked, still looking over to the shelves that separated each of your series, holding figures, posters, fanarts, and of course, the mangas.

Jake nodded, smiling as he went down and gave you a small kiss on the forehead.

“You're doing great Y/n.” He muttered, making you glance over and kiss him on the lips. It was a feeling you enjoyed, as the feeling of his touch and arms comforted you.

“Thank you. I'll continue trying my best, I promise”

🍊hi I'm the one who requested the jay fic

First it was so good(I've read several of your fics so I'm not surprised)

I was thinking of a park 2 were sunghoon is the cold member of the friend group and finds out about jay and m/n but thinks jay bottoms and follows m/n after school cause he is secretly curious about bottoming

(Also I'm nervous to ask this but do you write for ni-ki cause I had a cute story in mind w/ no smut cause I know some people who get really heated about this)

Ps it's OK if you don't I just thought it would be OK to ask cause you seem chill and not likely to go ballistic on me(it's happening before so it give me anxiety)

Our Secret Part .2

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Paring: Top!Jock!Jay x Switch!Nerd!Male reader x Bttm!Jock!Sunghoon

Genre: smut

Requested

Pt.1

More: Masterlist

A/n: Thank you all for the requests. I'm currently working on them, so I don't know when my next post will be, but stay tuned. Requests are still open. Also, I write for all the members of Enhypen. Also, I hope this is what you requested and I did it well.

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"You're going to be late for your math test, Jay," Sunghoon called out as Jay lingered by the lockers, his eyes glued to M/n's retreating figure.

Jay nodded absently, his mind still swirling with the memories of their last secret encounter. "Yeah, I know," he murmured, pushing off from the locker and heading towards his class. He couldn't shake the feeling that Sunghoon had noticed something different about him, but he brushed it off. He had always been the quiet, stoic one of the group—his friends wouldn't suspect a thing.

As the days passed, Jay and M/n's secret grew stronger, fueled by the stolen moments in the bathroom and the risky glances they shared in the hallways. Each meeting was a clandestine dance of desire, the thrill of discovery heightened by the fear of exposure. Jay felt alive in a way he never had before, the excitement of their secret trysts overshadowing the mundane routine of school and the increasingly dull camaraderie of the ENHYPEN.

One noon, as the bell rang and the hallways filled, Sunghoon lingered, his eyes narrowed as he watched M/n slip into the bathroom. His curiosity piqued, he waited, his thoughts racing. He knew Jay had been acting differently, and the whispers of their secret had reached his ears. He couldn't help but feel a strange mix of jealousy and fascination—Jay, the golden boy of the group, breaking their unspoken code of heteronormativity. Sunghoon found himself drawn to the bathroom door, his heart pounding in his chest.

As the minutes ticked by, he heard the faint sound of the lock turning. He waited, his breath held, until the door opened a crack. Jay stepped out, his face flushed, and their eyes met. For a split second, Jay's expression was one of pure terror, but it was quickly replaced with a smirk. "What's up, Sunghoon?" he said casually, as if he hadn't just been caught in a compromising situation.

Sunghoon felt his own face heat up, unsure of what to say. He'd never been one for confrontation, preferring to keep his thoughts and feelings buried beneath a layer of stoicism. But something about the situation, the raw passion he'd glimpsed, had shaken him to his core. "I need to talk to you," he said, his voice firm.

Jay raised an eyebrow, a hint of challenge in his eyes. "Can it wait until after school?"

Sunghoon's curiosity won out over his nerves. "No, it can't."

Jay sighed, the tension in his shoulders visibly releasing. "Fine." He led the way to an empty classroom, the silence between them charged with unspoken words. Once the door was closed, Jay turned to face Sunghoon, his expression unreadable.

Sunghoon took a deep breath, trying to organize his thoughts. "What's going on with you and M/n?" he asked, his voice steady despite the turmoil in his stomach.

Jay leaned against the desk, his eyes never leaving Sunghoon's. "What makes you think anything's going on?"

Sunghoon's voice was low, almost a growl. "Don't lie to me, Jay. I saw the way you looked at each other, the way you touched him in the bathroom."

Jay's smirk fell away, and he took a step closer to Sunghoon, his eyes searching for any sign of judgment or disgust. "It's not like that," he said softly. "I just… I can't explain it."

Sunghoon's gaze never wavered. "You don't have to. But if you're going to keep this up, you need to be careful. The others can't find out."

Jay nodded, his throat tight. "I know. Believe me, I know."

Sunghoon studied him for a long moment before speaking again. "But why M/n?" His voice was filled with confusion and a hint of accusation. "You could have anyone you want."

Jay looked away, his eyes misting over. "It's not about who I can have. It's about who I want. And…who makes me feel alive." He took a deep breath, his voice dropping to a whisper. "And it's not just about me. It's about you too, Sunghoon."

Sunghoon's eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean?"

Jay took a step closer, his voice barely audible. "I know you've been watching us. And I know you've been…curious." He paused, watching Sunghoon's reaction closely. "You've always been so closed off, but I've seen the way you look at M/n when you think no one's watching. The way your eyes follow him, the way you get all tense when we talk about him."

Sunghoon's face grew hot, his heart racing. He hadn't realized his feelings were so transparent. "What are you saying?" he managed to choke out.

Jay stepped even closer, his voice a gentle murmur. "I'm saying that maybe you're not as straight as you think you are." He reached out and placed a hand on Sunghoon's arm, the warmth of his touch sending a jolt through Sunghoon's body. "And if you ever want to explore that…I could help you."

Sunghoon's mind raced. He had never considered the possibility that his curiosity about M/n went beyond mere fascination. The idea of Jay guiding him through this uncharted territory was both terrifying and intriguing. He swallowed hard, his eyes flicking to Jay's hand on his arm, then back up to meet his gaze. "What are you proposing?"

Jay's eyes searched Sunghoon's, looking for any sign of rejection. "I'm saying that we could all learn from each other, you know? M/n and I, we've got this… connection. And maybe you could find something like that too." He paused, his voice dropping even lower. "I know you're curious about bottoming. I can see it in the way you watch us."

Sunghoon felt his cheeks flush, his eyes darting away from Jay's intense gaze. "How did you…?"

Jay gave a knowing smile. "It's not that hard to see, Sunghoon. And I've been there. I know what it's like to have those thoughts, to wonder." He took a step closer, invading Sunghoon's personal space. "But you don't have to wonder anymore. You can experience it."

Sunghoon's breath hitched, his eyes locked on Jay's. "How?" he whispered, the word barely audible.

Jay's smile grew, a hint of mischief playing on his lips. "Well, we could start with you watching us. Or, if you're ready, we could try something with you." He leaned in, his breath hot against Sunghoon's ear. "I'd be gentle, I promise."

Sunghoon's heart hammered in his chest, his mind racing with a mix of excitement and fear. He had never allowed himself to act on his curiosity, always pushing it down, telling himself it was just a phase. But Jay's words resonated with him, whispering the promise of a freedom he had never dared to dream of.

"Okay," he murmured, his voice shaky. "I'll join."

Jay's eyes lit up with excitement, and he gave Sunghoon's arm a reassuring squeeze. "Good," he said, his voice filled with a gentle confidence. "Meet us in the bathroom after school. We'll make sure it's empty."

The rest of the day was a blur for Sunghoon. He couldn't focus on his classes, his mind racing with thoughts of what was to come. He found himself glancing at Jay and M/n during lessons, his imagination running wild with what the two of them had been doing together. The anticipation was both thrilling and nerve-wracking, and he couldn't shake the feeling that his entire world was about to change.

When the final bell rang, Sunghoon's stomach twisted into knots. He gathered his books, his legs feeling like jelly as he made his way to the designated bathroom. He checked his watch, ensuring that the coast was clear, and slipped inside, his heart pounding in his chest. The tiles were cold under his feet, echoing his nervousness as he approached the last stall.

The door was slightly ajar, and he could see Jay's shoes peeking out. He took a deep breath and knocked lightly. "It's just me," he murmured. The door swung open, and Jay's warm smile was the first thing he saw. M/n was there too, looking equally nervous but with an unmistakable spark of excitement in his eyes.

Jay stepped aside to let Sunghoon in, his hand lingering on the small of his back. "You sure about this?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.

Sunghoon nodded, his eyes flicking to M/n, who gave him a tentative smile. "I… I think so."

Jay's hand slipped away, and M/n took its place, his touch feather-light. "We'll go slow," he promised, his voice soothing. "You can tell us to stop anytime."

Sunghoon nodded, his eyes darting between the two of them. Jay's gaze was filled with understanding, while M/n's was a mix of excitement and apprehension. They both knew the risks involved in what they were about to do, but the allure of the unknown was too tempting to resist.

M/n reached out and took Sunghoon's hand, leading him into the stall. The space was tight, but the three of them managed to fit, their bodies pressing against each other in a way that was both awkward and thrilling. Jay leaned against the wall, watching as M/n began to undo Sunghoon's pants. "Relax," he murmured, his eyes never leaving Sunghoon's.

M/n's hands were gentle as he pulled Sunghoon's cock free, his thumb tracing the vein that pulsed with desire. Sunghoon's eyes closed, a soft moan escaping his lips as he felt M/n's warm breath against his skin. Jay's own erection was clear, pressing against the fabric of his jeans as he watched the scene unfold.

M/n took Sunghoon in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the tip before taking him in deeper. Sunghoon's breath hitched, his knees threatening to buckle. He'd never felt anything like this before—the wet heat, the suction, the way M/n's eyes never left his own. It was like he was being claimed, and he couldn't get enough.

Jay stepped closer, his hand sliding around to cup Sunghoon's ass, pulling him closer to M/n's eager mouth. "Look at him," Jay whispered, his voice thick with lust. "You're doing so good."

Sunghoon's eyes fluttered open, meeting Jay's intense gaze. He felt exposed, but also protected, like he was part of something intimate and beautiful. Jay's hand began to move in slow, firm circles, massaging the tension from his muscles as M/n continued to suck him off. It was a sensation like no other, and Sunghoon found himself letting go of his inhibitions.

Jay leaned in and kissed Sunghoon, his tongue probing the depths of his mouth as M/n's tongue swirled around his cock. The sensation was overwhelming, a symphony of pleasure that had Sunghoon's toes curling in his shoes. He felt Jay's hand move down to join M/n's, the two of them working in tandem to bring him closer to the edge.

The kiss grew more passionate, Jay's hand gripping Sunghoon's ass tighter as M/n's pace increased. Sunghoon's hips began to move, his body taking over as he lost himself in the moment.

M/n's eyes flicked up to meet Sunghoon's, a silent question in his gaze. Sunghoon nodded, his eyes glazed with desire, and M/n took that as his cue to push him over the edge. He sucked harder, his hand moving in time with his mouth, until Sunghoon was panting and trembling, his release spilling out into M/n's eager mouth.

M/n pulled away, a smear of cum on his lips, and looked up at Sunghoon with a smug satisfaction. Jay stepped back, giving them space as M/n turned to face the newcomer. With a swift movement, M/n pulled his own pants down, exposing his already hard cock. He bent over, his asshole puckering slightly, and reached back to spread his cheeks. "I want you inside me," he murmured, his voice filled with a need that was impossible to ignore.

Sunghoon's eyes widened, his own cock still pulsing with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He stepped closer, his hands shaking slightly as he positioned himself behind M/n. Jay watched, his own erection straining against his boxers, as Sunghoon tentatively pushed the tip of his cock into M/n's waiting hole. M/n's breath hitched, his body tensing before he began to relax, allowing Sunghoon to slide in deeper.

Jay's eyes darkened with need as he stepped behind Sunghoon, his own erection demanding attention. He quickly shimmied out of his pants and boxers, revealing his hardened length. Without a word, he pushed into Sunghoon, who gasped at the sudden intrusion. Sunghoon's cock was still semi-hard, and the sensation of Jay's thickness entering him was a shock. But as Jay began to move, Sunghoon felt his body respond, his cock swelling back to life as he pushed into M/n.

The two of them started to move in sync, creating a rhythm that was both erotic and slightly uncomfortable in the cramped stall. Sunghoon's hands gripped the divider for support as Jay's hips slapped against his ass, driving him deeper into M/n. The sound of their muffled moans filled the small space, mixing with the rustle of clothing and the slick sounds of skin on skin.

M/n's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt Sunghoon's cock push into him, filling him in a way he hadn't experienced before. The mix of pleasure and pain was exhilarating, and he couldn't help but push back, urging Sunghoon to go deeper. Jay watched, his own desire building as he saw M/n's body react to the new sensation. He knew exactly what M/n needed, and he was eager to give it to him.

With each thrust, Sunghoon felt himself growing more accustomed to the sensation of being the one in control, the one to give pleasure. His own cock was hardening again, and he couldn't deny the excitement of having Jay's thick length inside him as he claimed M/n. The feeling was strange, but not unwelcome. It was like he was discovering a new part of himself, a part that was just as hungry for connection as the rest of him.

M/n's moans grew louder, his body shuddering with each powerful push. He reached back and grabbed onto Sunghoon's hips, pulling him closer, urging him to go harder. Sunghoon's hand found its way to M/n's cock, stroking him in time with their movements. The three of them were lost in the moment, their bodies moving together like they were made for this.

Sunghoon's grip tightened on the divider as Jay's pace grew more insistent. He could feel Jay's cock pounding into his ass, and the friction was driving him wild. He pushed into M/n with renewed vigor, his own climax building. M/n's cries grew more desperate, and Sunghoon knew he was close.

With a final, powerful thrust, M/n came, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. Sunghoon felt the warmth of M/n's release spill over his hand, and the sight of M/n's face, contorted with pleasure, was almost too much for him to handle. He came, his own cock pulsing inside M/n, filling him up as he buried his face in the crook of M/n's neck, biting down to muffle his own cries.

Jay watched, his own climax approaching rapidly. Cumming inside Sunghoon was an intoxicating thought, but he held back, wanting to savor the moment. He leaned in and whispered into Sunghoon's ear, "You're doing so good, baby." His voice was thick with lust, his breath hot against Sunghoon's skin.

Sunghoon's eyes met Jay's, and he felt a rush of emotion. He had never felt so wanted, so desired. He pushed back into Jay one last time, and Jay's cock slammed into his prostate, sending him over the edge. Jay groaned, his own orgasm ripping through him as he filled Sunghoon with his cum.

The three of them stood there, panting and trembling, their bodies still connected. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated bliss, a moment that seemed to stretch on forever. They were a tangle of limbs and desire, a secret no one else knew about.

M/n pulled away, panting heavily, his body spent and trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Jay followed suit, his cock slipping out of Sunghoon with a wet pop. They both stepped back, giving Sunghoon a moment to process what had just happened. He looked between them, his eyes glazed with a mix of confusion and exhilaration.

"Was it good?" Jay asked, his voice hoarse from his own recent release. Sunghoon nodded, his cheeks still flushed. "It was… intense," he managed to say, his voice shaking slightly.

M/n straightened up, his own pants back in place, and handed Sunghoon a wad of toilet paper. "You did great," he said with a gentle smile, the air between them thick with the scent of sex and sweat.

Sunghoon took it, his hand shaking as he cleaned himself up. He couldn't believe what he had just done, but there was no denying the satisfaction that hummed through his body. He looked up at Jay and M/n, their expressions a mix of pleasure and anticipation. "I… I liked it," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jay stepped forward, wrapping an arm around Sunghoon's waist. "I knew you would," he said with a wink. "But remember, this stays between us."

Hello, I can have a idol!Jake x idol male!reader who is gothic please author 🖤

My Gothic BF

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Paring: Jake x Goth!Idol!Male Reader

Genre: Fluff w/ a lil intimacy

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n: Sorry if this was short also requests are open

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"Hey, M/n," Jake called out, his Australian accent carrying a warm, friendly lilt as he stepped into the dimly lit rehearsal room.

M/n looked up from the shadowy corner, where he had been tuning his electric guitar. The contrast between them was stark; Jake's bright smile against M/n's dark eye makeup and black clothing. The gothic idol couldn't help but feel a twinge of self-consciousness under the other's cheerful gaze. They were worlds apart in terms of image, yet their hearts had found a way to intertwine in the chaotic maze of the K-pop industry.

"Hi, Jake," M/n responded, their voice a soft rumble. He placed the guitar on its stand and walked over to the center of the room, the floorboards echoing with the heavy tread of his boots. The room was a mishmash of instruments and sound equipment, the air thick with the scent of sweat and the faint hint of vanilla from the candles M/n had brought to create a more comfortable atmosphere.

Jake's eyes lit up as he saw the candles. "You brought them again," he said with a smile, reaching out to touch one of the flickering flames. "They really do make this place feel more like home."

M/n nodded, his eyes following Jake's hand as it hovered over the candle. "Yeah, I thought it might help us both relax." He stepped closer, the gap between them closing like a magnet pulling them together. Their secret relationship was a delicate balance, a dance of stolen glances and coded messages amidst the whirlwind of their public personas.

Without a word, Jake leaned in, his lips brushing against M/n's in a gentle, tentative kiss. It was a silent question, an invitation that M/n readily accepted. The kiss grew deeper, more intense, as they lost themselves in the moment. The room around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of their bodies and the rhythm of their breaths mingling together.

M/n's hands found their way to Jake's waist, pulling him closer. Jake's fingers threaded through M/n's hair, gently cradling his head as the kiss grew more passionate. They explored each other's mouths with a sweet urgency, as if afraid that the moment might shatter at any second. The candlelight flickered against their faces, casting dancing shadows across their features and painting their skin in a warm, intimate glow.

M/n's heart raced, thumping against his ribcage like a drum in a crescendo. He could feel Jake's pulse echoing his own, a rhythm that matched the beat of their shared secret. Their kisses grew deeper, more insistent, as if trying to convey everything they couldn't say out loud. It was a silent conversation, a declaration of feelings that went beyond the constraints of their public images.

Their tongues danced together, a soft, tender duet that grew bolder with every passing second. Jake's hand slid up M/n's back, tracing the contours of his muscles through the thin fabric of his graphic shirt. M/n shivered at the touch, his grip tightening around Jake's waist. The sound of their breaths grew louder in the quiet room, a symphony of desire that was music to their ears.

The door to the rehearsal room burst open, the harsh light from the hallway spilling in and interrupting their stolen moment. "Jake, you're going to suck the life out of M/n's face if you don't come practice," Jay teased, a playful smirk playing on his lips as he took in the sight of the two entwined figures.

Jake chuckled, pulling back slightly to look into M/n's eyes, which were now a darker shade of blue than the candlelit shadows. "Duty calls," he murmured, placing one last peck on M/n's lips. His voice was low, a secret promise that sent a thrill down M/n's spine. "I'll make it up to you tonight."

M/n's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and he stepped back, trying to compose himself as the intrusion of reality snapped them out of their private world. Jay's playful banter hung in the air, bringing with it a tinge of embarrassment and the stark reminder of the boundaries they had to maintain.

"Yeah, yeah," Jake said with a good-natured laugh, swiping a hand through his hair to disguise his own blush. He shot a mischievous wink at M/n before turning to face Jay. "I'm coming, I'm coming," he called out, the smile never leaving his face as he sauntered over to his bandmate.

M/n watched him go, the sound of their laughter fading as the door clicked shut. He took a deep breath, inhaling the lingering scent of vanilla and the faint scent of Jake's cologne. The moment felt surreal, like a secret shared between two people who were never meant to find each other in the bright lights of the K-pop stage. But here they were, two idols with vastly different images, sharing a connection that was as fierce as it was hidden.

Part 2?

Sunghoon x male reader

A perfect sacrifice

I'm gonna finish this dw

You were lying on a cold, stone altar. The air is heavy with the smell of sulfur, and the dim light of torches casts shadows on the walls.surrounded by people but you couldn't tell how many cause your vision was blury. How exactly did you get there?? You don't know the last thing you remember was someone hiting you on the head

You try to move, but you can't. Your arms and legs are bound,The pain continues to grow, and you feel the warm blood leaking from your body you try to scream, but no sound comes out.You feel your life slipping away with every drop of blood. Then you feel something warm on your hand, it feels like someone's hand but who is it??

"Hey.... Hey everything is gonna be okay just hold on" This voice it's so soft and sounds familiar, you thought to yourself "s-sunghoon is that you? " you manage to stutter out "p-lease help me I can't take it, I'm gonna die" you please your tone barely a whisper

"No your not gonna die just hold on ,after this we're gonna be together forever trust me baby boy" he said as was holding your hand trying his best to calm you.sunghoon as a vampire most of his life and when you started dating he wanted to tell you but couldn't.He was told to find someone who has an Innocent soul and a virgin and honestly your were what he had left.

You heard people chanting and it got louder and when the moment of truth came you saw something that had the body of a man,and head of goat making his way to where you were and heart raced with fear "s-s-sunghoon pleaaase I wanna go home" tears trickled down your face as you watched the creature making his way to where you were

Sunghoon held your hand tighter this time" I know baby boy just close your eyes don't look"he knew exactly what type of fear you were in and couldn't do anything. The creature was in front of you hoovering above you it's hands lingering on your face tracing lines on every bit "ohh what a perfect sacrifice even an Innocent face all the better you really out did yourself boy" the creature said it's voice enough to send chills down your spine

A man the gave the creature a glass of your blood to drink and the other folloets watched as they awaites for its approval, "ahh the taste of pure innocence" the creature growled

Give us some Jay audio please omggggg

Jay x male reader

Smut audio and as always wear headphones

As a hybe trainee you work hard and try your best to debut even pay the fee for all the services they give u and today it was raining cats and dogs outside and u forgot ur wallet home but ur dance instructor jay, told you there's another way to pay;by giving him a blowjob

Since then u never had to pay for anything

Enhypen x male reader fake text

Enhypen reaction to jungwon buying you lingerie

It's a bit chaotic

Mdni

I just wanted to say my page is strictly male reader x idol my page cuz I got a wierd request to do a female reader one my page is strictly gay or for any girl or boy who enjoys seeing men Devour each other

Heyy can u make an audio of Heeseung puting toys there and playing with himself/u??

Heesung x male listener smut audio 🔞🔞

After all that sex you and heesung usually have he didn't want his boyfriend to feel like a cum dump so for your birthday he just laid down and let you do whatever you want with him, you took the stroker and started milking his cock

An 18 year old Mentally Unstable dodo with a thirst for Male reader content! So Real~