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x. jaemin x reader ft. jeno

Jaemin kisses you slow, moaning into his mouth when he squeezes your thigh. You lay on his bed as he pushes you down with his body, kisses growing hungry as they trail down your neck.

"Really, Nana? I'm right here." Jeno snaps from his bed. His place in the room is just one big step away from where you're making out and he can hardly ignore the sounds you're both making.

You whine, your boyfriend's lips leaving your skin to look at Jeno with a smirk. "As if you don't enjoy the view."

Jeno's eyes chance a glance to you underneath his best friend and his abdomen curls at the sight.

Your lips are wet with saliva, skin flushed from your cheeks to your neck with your shirt crumpled over your stomach. He swallows thickly at the way your chest is heaving with lust, breathing in deeply as you feel heat coursing through your veins that fog your head with need.

There's a hickey at the base of your neck from the night before and some of your hair sticks out, tousled in the action. He watches with bated breath as your lips part, tongue licking the sides of your mouth.

You look good enough to eat.

Jeno's thoughts are interrupted by your moan and his eyes meet yours, feeling his breath knock out of his lungs.

Half-lidded eyes burn right through him, Jaemin's hand raking your inner thighs as you stare at Jeno, his ravenous gaze dragging arousal out from the pits of your stomach. Jaemin's hand dips between your legs, slipping under your offending clothing.

Jaemin licks up your neck, a noticeable wet trail reflecting on the surface, catching Jeno's eyes. "Can't take your eyes off her?" The guilty party feels red dust his cheeks, standing up from the bed.

His mouth opens, like he's about to retort but his eyes flit to the hand snug between your legs, then to your eyes again and his blush only darkens, lips sealing back together.

Jaemin watches with a smirk as Jeno leaves the room in a hurry, shutting the door closed behind him.

"You're so mean." You pout, turning your face towards Jaemin and he wipes it off your face with a kiss.

"Don't lie to me, you like it when he's watching."

His fingers slide up your folds, a whimper falling from your lips. He holds his hand up between you and they're coated thickly with your liquid. "The evidence is right here, isn't it, baby?"

Jaemin hisses when you take his two fingers into your mouth without warning, tongue swirling teasingly slow around them. "So dirty, Jeno's missing out." You giggle, wrapping your legs around his waist, Jaemin grinning against your smile as his fingers enter you.