Who: Jay Park x Reader
What: Just your average smut show
Story: Smutty bells, jelly smells, a dildo on a sleigh. Oh what fun it is to ride with leather and some chains. Hey! Smutty bells, jelly smells, hand cuffs included too. Oh what it fun it is to play cops and robbers with you.
You walked into the silent house of Park Jaebeom. As his personal assistant, he saw it fit that you had a key to his home for a number of reasons: to keep him on schedule, wake him up when he had a late night at the club and at times escort his one night stands to an uber in the morning. That was just about the only messy part of the job. He kept things professional between you two though, you admired that about him. He knew when to play and when to keep his shit together.
You walked into his home looking around for him. Usually he was awake,
"Mr. Park?" you called out.
Your voice echoed in the large foyer. He heard you because he called texted you that he was in his bedroom and to come upstairs. You rolled your eyes, he could've just yelled that from his bedroom. You headed upstairs to his room but didn't see him in there. You did hear the water running though. You walked over to his bathroom to see him standing at the sink. He was washing his face at the moment.
"Good morning Y/N." He said looking at you through the mirror.
He was in his slacks but had yet to put a shirt on. You liked that he defied the norms. That he was a business man first and foremost but that his body was covered in tattoos and at times he had no problem showcasing them. He was in his own home though, this wasn't showcasing it was just him waking up and walking around in his comfortable state. You stared back at him through the mirror. You were just as capable, sometimes more than him, of being nothing but professional. His naked upper half didn't faze you. It never had.
"Hello Mr. Park."
"What's on the schedule today? " he asked.
"Your first three meetings have been rearranged. Your meeting with Mr. Jung at 10:30 has been cancelled."
"Oh really, what's his excuse this time?"
"His sister is in the hospital sir. She had some bizarre allergic reaction."
"Oh. Well, send my sympathies I hope she pulls out well."
He spoke like his heart wasn't in it, it was merely business courtesy and, if it had been two years ago when you first started, perhaps you would've believed that but you knew him now. He did care he just didn't convey that very well with words. He was better with his actions.
"I already have, a bouquet of flowers was sent to the hospital and her home. Your 12:40 and your 2:30 appointments have both been pushed back an hour. There was a delay with flights because of the snow."
He sighed and turned to you,
"Well that means I have time to kill. You're good at shaving me, do you mind?" He asked holding out the blade to you.
You set your phone down and he sat on top of the toilet top so that he was at least low enough to your face. You covered his face gently with the shaving cream and shaved his face slow and with precision. You noticed him watching you even though you were watching your movements carefully so you didn't cut him. He stood up and dabbed his face with water, dried it and then put on after shave.
"Thanks." He said.
You picked up your phone and headed out of the bathroom when something caught your eye. You chuckled lightly which Jay heard.
"What?" He asked.
You turned back to look at him and your smile disappeared. He walked up on you looking for an answer.
"Nothing...I just noticed you had mistletoe hanging above your bathroom door." You explained.
"What do you think you're doing Park Jaebeom-ah!"
"You don't have to wipe your mouth, that's a little insulting. Besides, it's not like you didn't like it." He grinned at the end.
"I did not! Have you no control over yourself? Why would you do that?"
"You were under the mistletoe."
He pointed up at the mistletoe you had laughed at earlier. Your face felt hot, you were annoyed not just by his nonchalant attitude but the fact that he was right, you did like his kiss. His lips were full and smooth and the way his tongue slid into your mouth with so much ease was breathtaking. You didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing you enjoyed it though.
"Perhaps you should focus on your work Mr.Park." you said looking away from him.
He came closer to you and you tried to flee from him by stepping back. You now stood in the openness of his dark grey room. He stood shirtless and cocky in the bathroom doorway with a smirk on.
"Since all my meetings are pushed back or otherwise cancelled, why don't we kill some time together? Come on Y/N, you've worked for me for two years; you're telling me you never wanted to know what it was like?" He teased.
You looked away from him.
"Never! You're my boss, that's all we've kept it as and it would do us both some good to not blur lines simply because you want to kill sometime!"
"You're lying....well perhaps not about wondering what it was like all these years but I can tell by your reaction I've got you hot and bothered. Your cheeks are warming up, you're avoiding my eyes, the same way you were when you were shaving my face,"
He walked up on you again bringing you close to his body. You looked up at him feeling your heart race. You could hear the thumping in your ears. His hands rounded to your ass and you could feel how much he'd grown against your leg. Your eyes widened and you tried to look down but that made it seem worse so you looked back up at him.
"You can't seriously tell me that you haven't noticed how much I've wanted you recently?" He said.
"With all the women you've been with?"
"Interoffice affairs are complicated I needed a way to redirect that energy."
"So why now? And can you please stop playing with my ass?"
He chuckled and slid his hands to your waist. He wanted to keep you there. His hands on you were starting to become normal for you at the moment.
"You were under the mistletoe." He joked.
Despite his joking, you knew he was fairly serious about his reason for why he kissed you. You pushed him away annoyed again and turned to leave but he caught onto your wrist and pinned you to the wall. He was able to slam the door shut with his other hand to keep you in the room with him. You looked at him surprised.
"I'm being serious now Y/N. I want you, and for a moment you wanted me too. Forget that I'm your boss for a second, I'm just a guy,"
He lowered his lips to your ear,
"A guy that wants to kiss you,"
He gently placed a kiss just below your ear. It tickled but there was a tingle in your stomach. The rush of fever building. Your heart was in your throat as he continued,
"And make love to you."
The tip of his tongue met the side of your ear making you moan lightly. You felt embarrassed and covered your mouth. Your cheeks reddened again and he chuckled,
"I told you, you want me."
"It's just a natural reaction." You lied.
He backed away to get a full view of you. You were flustered far more than he had ever seen you, far more than you had ever been. He sighed feeling bad that he had made you so uncomfortable. He considered that he had read your signals wrong. Now there was a warm sensation between your legs that was bugging you.
"Look, just forget about it if you can. I'll leave you alone." he said.
He started to head back to his bathroom. You spoke up,
He turned around looking at you with a completely unfazed expression. His ability to codeswitch so easily was impressive and unnerving. Like what just happened a few seconds ago, what he said to you, never even happened. You swallowed nervously, sleeping with your boss was a big deal but now you were horny and your womanhood was throbbing.
"You have to take responsibility for what you've done." You said.
He faced you more and a smirk started to return on his face. You held up a finger to stop him in his tracks as he approached you,
He took two long strides towards you and swept you up.
"Promise." He said.
He took you down to the bed with heavy kisses and no hesitation. The way he moved, so carefully, disrobing you from your suit jacket and pink satin blouse to your black pencil skirt and nude stockings. You were laying beneath him, revealing intimate lingerie you wore solely for yourself, your way of feeling sexy even without a man. His eyes were sinful, taking in the sight of your pastel pink laced bra that pushed up your breast and made your soft round mounds look even more irresistible. His hands didn't know where to travel first as he let his forefinger trace the outline of your matching lacey panties. His fingers hooked under the fabric and pulled them up to tease your clit. You took in a deep breath, shocked by the action but wanting desperately for him to touch, lick and suck on it.
He let the fabric snap back to your hips and he snatched up your breast still covered by your bra. He buried his face in your cleavage allowing his tongue to explore your breast and taste your skin. He pulled you up and unhooked your bra, tossed it to the side and licked your nipples. His tongue flicked back and forth causing your heat to melt and your arousal to stain your panties. The air started to have the faint smell of sex while you mewled and tangled your fingers in his hair.
Why am I doing this with him?
The thought crossed your mind briefly before you were drowning in the pleasure of him sucking at your tit and pinching the other nipple.
"Fuck." You breathed.
"You've got a sexy voice Y/N."
He trailed kisses down your stomach that tickled and made you squirm beneath him. He yanked your panties off your body and spread your legs wide for him. Being so open and vulnerable made your body heat with embarrassment. Your face flushed even more and your hands shot down to cover your entrance. He peppered kisses on your inners thighs, taking his time, trying to give you the chance to let your guard down. He came closer to your heat kissing along the fingers that covered it up.
"Let me taste you babygirl." He whispered.
His voice was devious, salacious, devilish. You felt his tongue drag long wet trails between your inner thighs. You felt like you were going to break and he hadn't even fucked you yet. Your clit swelled and throbbed for attention, Jay sat up bringing your lower half up with him, you were on an angle with your upper half anchored into the bed. Your hands flew back to the bed trying to find stability. He chuckled evily and began to lap you up. His eyes were closed his tongue worked like magic, his lips clasped around your clit sucking lightly. Your voice rose and rang throughout the bedroom. Your fingers laced through his hair and pulled, your legs tightened and your heart skipped. You felt like you were floating and being held down at the same time. You whined and squealed; you begged for more.
"Fuck right there, please don't stop. Don't fucking stop." you cried.
It had been a while since you spoke like that. You didn't even recognize your own voice.
"Shit!" You cussed.
The word lingered, you made it longer than it was. His tongue lapped you up faster, racing you to an edge you were ready to fall off of. Your legs tightened and shook, the wet smacks and slurps were intoxicating and you snapped, screaming into the room "fucks" and "shits". You spiraled down into an abyss of pleasure and when he pulled off his pants with his boxers and slid between your legs you couldn't help but wrap around him like a snake catching its prey.
He was big, bigger than you liked. It was scary but you were drowning in too much ecstasy to stop now. He kissed you, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips. His tongue was so demanding of attention, confident and cocky like him. He pulled away while he slowly started to grind along your folds. Your pussy was so wet and it was still sensitive from coming, you felt like you were going to snap again.
"Put it inside me." You said.
"You're so demanding for a woman who said she didn't want me." He chuckled.
"Jay." You whined.
"Don't worry. I'll fuck you so good babygirl, you'll never want to leave this bed."
He slid inside of you, slowly inch by inch. You held your breath and tightend around him.
"Relax babe you're so tight." He whispered.
"You're too big damn it."
"I've never heard that as a complaint."
He moved slow, taking care not to hurt you. You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut. He locked his fingers with yours while his other hand stayed at your hip. He thrusts were even so he didn't hurt you. He used his other hand to open you wider in hopes to lessen your pain.
"Y/N relax for me. It can't be your first time." He said.
He came down to your body pressing his own against yours. He kissed away soft tears that had spilled over.
"Just breathe." He said.
"It's not my first time...my body isn't built for your size."
He chuckled darkly into your ear. You pulsed around him while he continued to move but he never went faster until you relaxed for him. Once you had he moved slightly faster groaning in your ear and praising you for how good you were.
"You're so fucking wet babe. It feels so good inside you."
"Jay." You breathed embarrassed.
"This pussy is mine baby." He said
He sat up again and moved your leg over to the same side as the other. Your upper body twisted to face him while your lower half faced the other way. It felt like you were clamped down on him and you saw him bite his lip. He groaned deep from his throat and pushed into you hard making you yelp. He slid out slow just until his tip was almost completely out of you before he filled your pussy once again. You moaned and reached up to scratch at his skin. Your nails drew red trails down his chest making him swoop down to capture your lips; he kissed you hard and hungry, his hand came to your neck while he rode inside of you like he was trying to mark you as his own, like he was showing you, you belonged to him.
He laid on his side behind you, his one hand still on your neck the other lifting your leg up in the air. He drove his swollen dick into your furiously, moaning in your ear as he did. Your moans came together in a melody and echoed in his room. If he had neighbors they would've heard you two.
"Fuck, your pussy is so wet. Feels so good. So hot babe. Such a good girl." Jay spoke through heavy thrusts.
"Oh, fuck Jay. So...fucking good."
Your bodies were hot and sweaty while they were slamming into each other. His cheek stuck to yours while he pounded you hard from behind. The position was so revealing, opening you up, giving him every opening to violate your beautiful body. He licked your neck feverishly, he sucked hickies on your shoulder and collar bone. You turned your head to look at him, his tongue met yours in a dance and then his lips locked with yours. He slowed down bucking up into you one final time before he pulled out. He flipped on top of you again. Your legs were wide open while he jerked himself off and came all over your stomach.
"Fuck your so sexy Y/N. You're better than I ever imagined." He said.
His hair stuck to his forehead, he bent down to kiss you again, savoring what it was like to have you on his lips. You both hummed into the kiss, your pussy throbbed but felt good at the same time. It ached in remembrance of him being inside you and longed to be filled again. You looked him in the eyes when he rolled over onto his side of the bed and turned to look at you. His hand caressed your cheek and he said,
"Any chance I'll get to have you again?" He asked.
You slowly sat up pulling your hair behind you. He sat up and kissed a line along your shoulders softly.
"Isn't this a little dangerous? A physical relationship, a secret affair in the office?" You said.
"Danger makes it more exciting, secrets are sexy and seductive when you have them with someone to share with." He said.
You turned to face him more and he gave you a playful like smile. He lifted your chin so he could peck your lips. He pecked them again until he could kiss you deeper. You loved the way it felt when your tongues intertwined the way they did. He laid down and pulled you to sit on his lap. You placed your hands on his chest feeling his meat at your ass.
"What's wrong with a little love affair?" He asked.
"I don't want it affecting my job."
"I'd cut off my own arm before it did. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and this company I'm not afraid to admit that. I'm not afraid to admit that I want your body either. All the time. The question is, are you?"
You stared at him for a moment, right now you were on top of him, naked and exposed just as much as he was to you. He made you cum, made you feel like you were high and satisfied. What came next with work you weren't sure but... you could enjoy what was going on in his room now.
"To think this all happened because you caught me under the mistletoe."
You dipped your head down to kiss him,
"This round I'm in control." You said avoiding having to give him an answer to his question.
He grinned clearly excited about what you had up your sleeve. His body responded quickly, and rose to the occasion once again for a round of sin.