breedablejaem
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Jaemin is lounging on one of the pool chairs under the shade of an umbrella, and the only piece of clothing he’s wearing is a pale pink one-piece bathing suit that leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. Jeno tries not to stare, but Jaemin is so sinfully sexy. The cutouts on his bathing suit leave his tiny waist bare, and Jeno wants to grab it, push aside the poor excuse for clothing covering Jaemin’s pussy, and shove his cock inside. He’s pretty sure he’ll have to jump into the water immediately at this rate, because his lower half is already reacting to the view.
He doesn’t get the chance to, though. Before he can move any closer, Jaemin calls out, “Jeno-yah! Sorry to trouble you, but just really quick before you get in, could you bring me a mimosa, please?”
Seizing the excuse to temporarily remove himself from the vicinity, Jeno nods and scrambles back inside. Get a grip, he tells himself firmly as he prepares the drink. It doesn’t matter how hot he is. It doesn’t matter that he’s basically wearing nothing. You can’t fuck your stepmother.
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take the pain, take the pleasure (i’m the master of both) by breedablejaem
Fandoms: NCT (Band)
10 Feb 2026
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He can’t help the gasp that escapes him as he hits the bloody concrete floor, only for it to turn into a muffled cry of genuine surprise when his mouth is stuffed full a second later. He’s overwhelmed by the taste of metal and smoke — all he can do is stare up at Jeno with wide eyes, his heart pounding as all his blood rushes directly south.
He’s never felt so vulnerable. He’s never felt so alive.
“Look at you,” Jeno says conversationally, like he isn’t pressing the muzzle of a gun into its owner’s mouth. He uses his own gun to trace a line along Jaemin’s jaw almost tenderly. “This is what you really need, isn’t it? This is what you’ve needed since I got a little up close and personal and all you could do was look at me with those fuck-me eyes.”
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Unfortunately, Jeno has exactly zero thoughts about a single article of clothing Jaemin is wearing — he’s too preoccupied by a picture capturing Jaemin with his back to the camera, his pants snug around his hips, his arms raised above his head to brace himself against the wall, and his crop top riding up to expose his tiny waist.
He spends an ungodly amount of time staring at the image in a daze, only snapping out of it when two of his employees walk past his table, one saying to the other, “Dude, I think the boss’s boyfriend sexts him while he’s at work or something. The picture I just saw on his phone was crazy hot. Lucky bastard.”
Jeno is struck by an irrationally strong wave of rage. He could lie to himself and try to reason that it’s protective anger — a reaction born from the desire to give his employee a lecture about objectifying his stepbrother — but given that he was just in the middle of fantasizing about gripping said stepbrother’s bare waist hard enough to bruise and fucking his pliant, submissive body up against the wall from behind until he passes out, Jeno has to admit that it actually stems from the possessive voice in his head saying No one is allowed to see him being a slut but me.
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His resolve reaffirmed, Jaemin’s attention returns to the hole and the instructions listed out in a messy scrawl. Knock once to give handjob. Knock twice to give blowjob. Knock three times to give hole. He assumes there’s a similar description on the other side of the wall, with an explanation of how to receive each of the services that can be provided. That Jaemin will provide, specifically, because that’s what he’s decided he’s going to do for the next person to enter the stall beside him.
It doesn’t take long for someone to arrive. As soon as Jaemin hears the stall door click shut, he takes a deep breath and knocks once before he can back out. The person on the other side pauses their movements, and Jaemin wonders for a moment whether they might just walk out. But a second later, whoever it is inhales sharply, and then there’s the sound of a fly unzipping. The next thing Jaemin knows, the largest cock he’s ever seen is sliding through the hole.
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“Oh,” Jaemin says, the sound coming out strangely akin to a sigh. Jeno can feel Jaemin’s breath on his cock and has to use every ounce of his self-control to keep himself from reacting in any perceptible way. “Seems like there’s absolutely nothing to worry about here. Everything is perfect.”
“G-Great,” Jeno forces himself to say. “That — that’s really great.” He grits his teeth as Jaemin slides his fingers along the veins on his cock and brushes his thumb over the tip. “Do you, um, do you really need to examine it so thoroughly?”
Once again, Jaemin’s face is the picture of innocence as he gazes up at Jeno with big, sparkly eyes framed by eyelashes that seem too long to be real. It’s becoming increasingly difficult for Jeno to keep himself from giving in to the desire to leave those eyelashes dripping with cum. “It’s just so big, I can’t draw any conclusions from a glance. I have to check everywhere to make sure there’s nothing to be concerned about.”
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