NCT: Goonmaxxxing WIP, 1.9k

pairing. jeno x female reader

warnings. masturbation, sex toy use, ejaculation, snow balling

 “God living with guys is the worst.” You groan, kicking at a pile of dirty clothes left on the living room floor. “I need to get the fuck out of here as soon as possible.”

“Sorry you can’t stay with me babes.” Soyeon apologizes, hiding her laughter. “Believe me though, you’re better off with the guys than back at home with me. My parents are driving me insane.”

“I don’t know how you do that either, it’s bad enough with Haechan accidentally bursting into the bathroom every time I shower. Last time I lived with my parents, my mom found my dildos and tried to cut me out of the family phone plan for the 100th time.”

“How has it been by the way? Living with your ex.”

“Well.”

“Don’t tell me you already fucked.”

“Listen.”

“Girl.”

“Hear me out.”

“Already know what you’re going to say, he’s sooooo hot and irresistible. Who cares! Out of every guy in that house Jaemin is the last one you should be allowing into pound town. What about Jeno?!”

“Jeno is his best friend.”

“Yeah, and he has a huge cock.”

“That’s only a rumor!” You hiss, worriedly peering around the living room.

“Come on, we all know he’s hung. Remember that time he showed up in fucking biker shorts? I swear my pussy screamed out loud.”

“Soyeon!”

“As your friend, I’m giving you the best advice I have.” Clearing her throat, she lowers her tone to a serious one. “Jaemin isn’t your boyfriend anymore, don’t hold yourself back just because he’s doing you a favor.”

“Whatever, I have to get going. Someone has to do laundry around here.”

“If you don’t fuck Jeno before these next couple of weeks end, you’re an idiot!”

“Goodbye!” Snickering loudly, you hang up and kick at the pile again. It’d be a miracle if any of these guys started to clean up after themselves. “How can they seriously live like this.” Cursing to yourself, you make your way to the laundry closet ready to start a new load and have fresh pajamas to wear tonight. 

Of course a wet pile of clothes sitting in the washer greets you first, plopping the basket of your heavy clothing at your feet with a roll of your eyes. “How long has this even been here?!”

A few t-shirts in the pile look familiar, Jeno definitely had one of them on last night. There’s no way you’re going to get stuck doing his laundry now too, Jaemin’s already using his graciousness of letting you crash as a valid reason to expect his morning coffee ready when he awakes. As if you’re his God damn personal barista.

“Ugh Jeno!” Twisting on your feet, you storm toward his bedroom at the end of the hallway. Bursting through the shut door without a second thought to knock first(you really need to start doing that). 

“Jeno! Your laund—“

Not even adult movies would be able to capture a raw moment like this. The sweat between Jeno’s furrowed eyebrows, your hand slipping from the door knob. Wet sounds emit around you, staggering your next breath to be choked on as you panic and rush to find the door. Too struck by the sight before you to remember which foot goes first, you step fully inside of his room shutting the door.

“Ahh!” Big mistake. Huge. Literally. 

Jeno’s eyes widen for a second, skimming up and down your figure. He doesn’t bother to stop, stomach muscles glistening vibrantly under a sheen of sweat and who knows what else. His ass sticks to the loveseat beneath him, rolling his hips up slowly. 

“Shit shit!” Scrambling to turn around, you manage to grab onto the door handle with shaking hands. 

“Wait.”

Jeno’s husky voice stops you in your tracks, rushing down your spine in a bone-chilling manner. “Stay.”

Why would he say that?! Why would he want you to stay?!?! WHY are you turning around?!???!

Jeno’s hooded gaze slips down your figure once more, tilting his chin and directing you to the empty spot beside him. “C’mere.”

“Jeno, I—“

“Sit down.” He says firmly, leaning back on the couch again. Head dropped back exposing the length of his thick neck. 

Why would he want you to stay, to sit down, to sit down next to his fucking naked figure doing that. Each movement and breath you take pounds through your ears, slowly dropping your hand from the door before taking a step toward him. 

The room smells like Jeno, exactly like his washed clothing. Sweet and musky at the same time, masculine but soft. Avoiding his gaze, you move to sit at the empty spot beside him. Uncomfortably squeezing yourself in as close to the arm of the couch as you can to keep distance between your bodies.

“You can look.” He says breathily, continuing to pump the toy in his grip up and down. 

No. You can’t look. You should absolutely not look. 

“Jeno, we—“

A deep grainy moan cuts through, shutting your eyes and blinking them open with your gaze lowered. 

“Been having trouble,” he says between gritted teeth, grabbing the shapely toy by the waist. Slamming what can only be described as a thick round ass between his hips. “Finishing—maybe you—you can help me.”

“Oh Jeno, that’s.. we really shouldn’t..”

“You’re not dating Jaemin anymore, or anyone.” Gripping around the waist of the toy with both hands, he holds it still against himself. Cock fully seethed inside, the tip protruding out against the doll's rubbery spine. “You wouldn’t still be here if you didn’t w-want to be.”

Hastily, you scan from his built chest to his flexed abdominal muscles. Biting down on your lips nervously, you take a large gulp and nod. “W-what is that?”

“Pocket pussy.” Jeno grunts, scooting up to sit straight-backed next to you. The female shaped toy still cock warming him. “Never seen one before?”

“N-no..”

“It’s—” his tongue clicks, sighing and dropping his head back again. Rolling to the side to keep his eyes on you. “F-feels good, real good.”

Jeno considers mentioning that this is his fifth time getting himself off today. But then you may not be as interested in helping him, writing him off as a horny loser and being on your way out. “Y’know when I can’t get laid..”

Cupping the toys ass, he nods for you to watch, pushing its buttcheek open on one side. “As close to the real thing as I can get.”

“That’s so—“

“What? Don’t act like you don’t have a bag of fake dicks somewhere in storage right now.” He snickers, stretching the doll open for the base of his cock to be fully visible. “Can’t compare to how warm and tight you’d feel, but..”

“W-what?!” With a jolt you sit up, head shaking. “This isn’t right, I should—I should.”

“Please.” Jeno licks his plump bottom lip, leaving a visible layer of spit behind. “I’m so hard, it h-hurts.”

The way his voice keeps cracking between staggered breaths melts down to the space between your thighs. Clenched together hard enough to collect sweat. “But, wh-what should I do?”

“Nothing.” He sighs, slowly gliding the toy up to the middle of his length. Confirming every rumor to be true, thick, veiny and so fucking wide. The doll stretched around him so obscenely, lubed up cock pushing out effortlessly. “I like just looking at you.”

Fuck. That nearly breaks your mental strength, mouth falling open as he pulls out to the tip. The size of him more unbelievable than any rumor could have prepared you for. He’s clean shaven everywhere, tight wet abs so smooth leading down to his hairless groin. Thighs flexed with his feet to the ground. Holding the doll in place while your eyes jump around his lower half and try to digest how fucking big he is.

“D-does—what’s it feel like?” You dare to ask, unable to hide how shaky you feel. Hands trembling on your lap, ankles crossed tight.

“Wet.” Jeno hisses, eyes dragging down to your fitted tank top. Biting down on his tongue to stop himself from asking you to take it off. “Kind of..  squishy.” With a huff he wraps around its waist again, burying his cock in until it shoves thru the back. “You s-see that?”

“Uh-huh..” you nod dumbly, wide-eyed and unblinking.

Spinning the doll around, he grinds upward. Setting a palm flat on its mound beneath the shape of his length pronounced through its stomach. “Bet I could do this to you too..”

Oh fuck. Locking your knees together, you lean in closer to watch his cock rub against the doll's insides. Better than any bulge you’ve seen in porn, taking up more than half of its stomach. 

“Y-you wanna..” Jeno groans, nodding toward your lap. “Wanna feel it?”

“W-what??” You gasp, sitting back up. “Wha—“ grabbing around your wrist closest to him, he draws you in. Nudging his chin toward his groin. 

“Y-you can.” Jeno laps at his mouth now covered with drool. Resting your hand against his hip bone. “Try a couple of fingers..”

Unsure of what he could possibly be suggesting, you spread out your fingers with confusion. Scooting closer for a better angle. “Like, i-nside?”

“Yeah, don’t be shy.” He hums between gritted teeth, raising his hips.

Watching your trembling hand swipe lower, you can’t stop a whimper from escaping. Pushing in one finger alongside his length. Lube glides your way in, sucked up by the warmth radiating off Jeno’s shaft and the wet squelch of the rubber sex toy. His moan lights chills up your spine, easing another digit inside.

“Fuck! Fuck that’s it.” Sounding more than appeased by the small contact with you, he starts to roll his hips into action once more. “Shit, I really f-feel it.” 

You do too. Unable to get out more than soft whimpers with your jaw on the floor, you watch his wet cock thrust against your fingers. Inside of the toy in his firm hold. Soaking lube down to your wrist with each pull out. 

“W-would you let me?” Jeno wheezes, slumping down the couch as his hips move faster.

“L-let—what?” You question exasperatedly. Head practically snapping off your neck, eyes dried from not blinking.

“Fuck you.” He croaks, eyes squeezing shut with a string of curses. “L-lemme fuck you.”

“Uhh..”

“You would.” He whispers almost patronizingly, fucking against your fingers and into the toy faster. The slap of his balls resounding throughout the room. “Let me fuck you, yeah? J-just like this.” 

“I—“

Jeno’s thigh muscles jerk, grabbing a hold of your lube drenched wrist with one hand while keeping the doll in place with his other. He growls and rams up, fucking into the doll mercilessly. “F-fuck so c-close.”

“Jeno this—this is too..”

Warm stickiness squeezes between your digits. Stilling all movements as he thrusts in hard and cum pours down your fingers. Throbbing cock pumping against your hand. Popping the toy off his length, he lifts your hand to his face, lips parting open to suck your painted fingers inside. 

“No! D-don’t!”

Too late, he licks between your pointer and middle finger. Swallowing down the cum that trickled down to the inside of your palm. “So, you wanna?”

Recalling your conversation from earlier, you glance around nervously. Slowly getting up to stand on trembling legs. Jeno’s arms raise behind his head, showing off the hot creamy liquid drying between his stomach muscles. 

Reaching for your shorts, you steal another look at his limp and pulsating size. “How do you want me?”