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(warnings: smut up ahead, not much but a lil, phone sex, just jay being horny,,,,, the ending kinda sad im sorry....... let me know what u think!!!! i love getting ur asks <;3)

You didn’t even bother to unpack your bag when you got home, instead opting to throw it on the kitchen counter before slumping yourself down on the couch with your phone. You promised Sunoo that you would call Jay and, even though it was already nearing nine in the evening, you would never break your promise to him. So you scrolled your contacts, finger hovering over the call button to Jay’s name.

About to press on his name, you paused. It wasn’t super late, Jungwon would probably still be awake and you didn’t want him to walk in on your conversation. He was holed up in his room currently, most likely studying, so you made your way to your own room. The two of you had an unspoken rule, and that was to never enter the others bedroom when the door was closed, it had saved you many embarrassing moments.

You closed your door, leaning up against it as you clicked on his contact and pressed your phone up to your ear. It only took two rings before you could hear the dial tone connecting you through to him. It took a few seconds before his voice came across the line, quiet and breathless.

“Y/N?” Jay mumbled, his phone pressed to his ear as he curled himself up into a tight ball on his bed.

“Hey sweetheart,” you replied, moving to sit yourself on your own bed, leaning against the headboard with a heavy sigh. “How are you feeling?”

“Feel bad,” he whined quietly. You couldn’t see but Jay was clinging to his duvet desperately, fisting the fabric tightly whilst his hips slowly rutted against the mattress. “Feels a bit better now I can hear your voice.”

You took a deep breath, the way he was whining and panting across the phone line was sending your mind into a whirl. Jay was obviously needy, and without a mate to help him he would really struggle through this heat alone.

“Y/N?” He asked after a few seconds of silence from you, “are you still there?”

“Mhm, I’m here sweetheart,” you tried to calm the shaking in your voice. Even though you technically had the upper hand here, Jay was putty in your hands, you still felt incredibly nervous and flustered around him, even over the phone. “What do you need?”

“Need you,” he let out a particularly loud whine as he spoke, it went straight to your stomach and made it churn over and over. “Need you so bad Y/N, can’t even explain it. You’re the only person I can think about.”

His words gave you confidence, as if he was reciprocating all the feelings you’d had recently. It felt a little fucked up, you felt like you were taking advantage of his vulnerable state, but you were feeling a little selfish anyway.

“What did you think about baby, tell me.” You said, resting your head back as you heard him shuffling around a little before a sharp intake of breath sounded through the phone, “are you touching yourself?”

You almost cringed at the words leaving your mouth, it felt so dirty to you to be in this position. Jay was that cute little hybrid you’d met at the café who was too scared to talk to you, and now he was getting himself off to a few simple words.

“Fuck, yeah I am, fuck I’m sorry,” each word was cut off by a tiny moan as his hand moved over his slick cock. “You just sound so good, I’m sorry this is so fucked up.”

“No, it’s ok sweetheart. You need this,” you were trying to convince yourself more than him. “Touch yourself for me, yeah? Tell me what you’ve been thinking about all day.”

Jay let his hand speed up over his length, already feeling close to an orgasm after being hard all day. He’d not managed to make himself cum yet, each time he would bring himself to the edge before losing the feeling and getting frustrated. Just hearing you tell him to touch himself was enough to bring him closer than he’d ever managed to be. He would unpack those feelings later.

“Been thinking about your lips, looked so pretty the other day with your cute lip gloss,” Jay bit back a groan as his thumb grazed the tip of his cock. “Feel like such a creep, couldn’t stop thinking about them wrapped around me.”

“You want my mouth on you baby?” You replied, tuning in to the quiet slick sounds as he jerked his cock, “would you let me suck you off? Fill my mouth with cum?”

“Fuck Y/N,” Jay whined loudly, sweat dripping down the sides of his face as he kept a quick pace with his hand. “’M so close, wanna cum so bad.”

“Cum Jay, cum for me, you deserve it,” you said quickly, wanting to hear those pretty noises he was making. “Let me hear how good you feel sweetheart.”

Jay mumbled a few words that you couldn’t catch as they were covered by his high pitched moans, his hand rubbing his cock furiously as a strong orgasm approached him. He gripped his phone hard, he felt that if he held the phone closer to him then it would feel like you were here too.

“Y/N,” he breathed out harshly. “Coming, fuck I’m coming oh my god.”

Jay spilled all over his fist, still jerking himself off quickly in an attempt to drag out his orgasm for as long as he possibly could. You could hear it all, the little whines he let out in overstimulation, the panting as he came down from his high, your phone was so tight against your ear that you almost felt his breath on your skin. You kept him there, pressed close to you, until you were sure he was finished.

You let him calm down for a moment, listening to his breathing slow and relax before you spoke again.

“You ok sweetheart? Feeling ok?” You asked, twisting the fabric of your shirt around your fingers as you waited for his reply anxiously. You didn’t want him to regret it now that his heat fog had lifted.

“Hmm, I feel so good,” he sighed, he was becoming tired now that his cravings had been honoured. “You did so good for me baby.”

And if your heart leapt in your chest then no one had to know. But the way his tired and gravelly voice called you baby made you want to curl up and scream, he was so enticing.

“Good,” you whispered, scared of talking too loud and exposing his effect on you.

Jay was still feeling a little delirious, mumbling about things that were spinning around in his brain as you tried to calm him down after his orgasm. This was the only aftercare you could provide over the phone, so you just let him talk whilst you listened. And Jay appreciated it. More than you’d ever realise, because you were the first person who had ever listened to him like this.

Which then turned his brain back to May. She’d never helped him like this, she never even spoke to him during his heats throughout their relationship. It made him feel so cold, so alone. It made him feel like he was wrong, like he was a nuisance. But then you came along, and you were so warm and kind that it made every feeling in Jay’s body burst through his veins.

“Wish I wasn’t with May,” he mumbled absentmindedly. His brain was too foggy with emotion to process what he was saying, letting slip about his girlfriend that happened to be your absolute bitch of a boss. “Wish she didn’t exist so I wouldn’t feel so guilty.”

Your breath hitched. You wanted to comfort him, to say something to help, but you’d just unknowingly helped Jay cheat on his girlfriend. Even though you had only talked over the phone, it definitely counted as cheating if your feelings were reciprocated. What the fuck.

And his girlfriend was May, the woman who hated hybrids and hated you. It was probably the most unlucky you’d ever been in your life. So many things were clicking into place, so many incidents that were now no longer coincidences. You didn’t know how it hadn’t clicked sooner. One part of you was angry, Jay had lied to you point blank. But another part was hurt, Jay needed someone and in that moment he felt like he couldn’t even turn to his girlfriend. And then the final part of you felt something else, a longing that told you this was something special, Jay wanted you and only you in that moment.

“Y/N? You there?” He once again noticed your absence, bringing you back to the call. You wanted to leave, you needed time to process everything, but you couldn’t leave Jay in the state he was in right now.

“Yeah, I’m here Jay, don’t worry.” You closed your eyes, calming your voice, “why don’t you get some sleep, yeah?”

“Mhm, I’m really tired,” you wanted to cry. “Will you stay on the phone with me whilst I sleep?”

You really wanted to cry. You took a deep breath.

“Yeah, I’ll stay,” you replied, tucking yourself down onto your bed with your phone under your ear. “Get some sleep sweetheart.”

He mumbled a goodnight, thanking you again before drifting off quickly. He would be exhausted by now, and tomorrow he’d probably be the same insatiable boy as he had been today so he needed all the rest he could get. You waited until you hear his soft snores before hanging up the phone and placing it on your desk, eyes wide and unblinking. Nothing was ever going to be easy for you, was it?