one last shot 𑣲 앤톤
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lee anton x reader ⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃🎐 ⋆ wc: 1498
🪼⋆｡𖦹°. synopsis: you and your ex agreed to stay friends after a breakup–but what happens you're both drunk and he sees you grinding on another man?
(,,>ヮ<,,)! ~ contents: smut!!! 18+, some sungchan x reader, jealous!anton, drunk!anton, ex!anton, drunk AND unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it!), p in v, clingy!anton, grinding, dom anton, ass slapping, anton lwks has a breeding kink...
🫧⋆. author's note: this was 100% inspired by youngji's interview w/ anton...
it’s been roughly four months since you and anton broke up; there wasn’t much to it. he took his life a bit more serious than you did–he was captain of SNU’s swim team, at the top of his classes, and had lots of friends–he was the perfect guy, you should’ve been grateful you were even given a chance to date a guy like him…
but he was too perfect. you were a straight B student, not all that athletic, and 99% of the time went out partying instead of studying. whenever you would ask your lovely boyfriend to hang out, he told you the same three things:
‘sorry baby, i have swim.’
‘can’t, i have to study for exams coming up.’
‘can’t tonight–i’m busy.’
right, maintaining that perfect image took some effort–you admired anton for being so on top of it all. but when he began sacrificing all of his time with you, you realized maybe having a relationship with him wasn’t best.
“i want to break up.”
anton looked at you wide-eyed. “what?”
“chanyoung–you’re just too busy,” you started. “you’re a great guy, but it’s clear you don’t have time for me. we haven’t gone on a date in months, i don’t think we’ve had a real conversation for a while now–”
“yeah i’m–i, i know,” he replied. “i know we’ve talked about this a lot, and i think i agree…”
you pause. “i think it would be better if we just stayed friends.”
so the two of you did. if you had to be completely honest, things were great–you could do whatever you wanted without fear, without any agonizing thoughts of your boyfriend not texting you back, potentially cheating on you with some other girl smarter and prettier than you.
with exams finally over, shotaro invited you to a house party to celebrate. who were you to say no to some free liquor?
there, you met sungchan: soccer player in the year above you, seemed pretty into you from the amount of times he’s grinded on you tonight…
he bounced the ping pong ball, landing it into the last cup on your side of the table. you raised the red solo cup to your lips and downed another cup of beer–him and wonbin cheering from the other side of the table.
“whichever team loses has to drink a shot of tequila too.” sungchan giggled, clearly drunk as he hunched over the table about to puke at any moment… to be honest, the amount of alcohol you consumed tonight was starting to get to your head as well.
“shit–sungchan when i get my hands on you,” you laughed as you and winter poured each other more liquor. the two of you clinked your glasses together and took another shot.
he came up behind you and held you in a tight embrace, resting his hands on your hips as you pressed your lips onto his. one thing came to another–and here you were, atop sungchan’s lap. there were about ten people in the room aside from you and him, but you couldn’t care less.
sungchan palmed your ass and pulled you closer to him, settling your clothed pussy atop the bulge in his jeans. his tongue tangled with yours as you began to rock your hips back and forth on top of him. he let out a groan as you rubbed yourself against him.
“fuck, sungchan i’m so wet–”
“i know you are…you want me to take care of you?”
you nod, and he tells you to stay there as he searches for a condom from one of his friends. you couldn’t care less if he used a condom or not–leaving you here alone and horny wasn’t a good look..
suddenly, you felt someone’s grip on your wrist, pulling you upstairs and into one of the open rooms. you looked up as he dragged you, spotting a familiar face. he dragged you into the room and locked the door behind him.
“anton–what the fuck.. why are you here–”
“what are you doing?” he replied, voice deep. you’ve never seen him this angry. it was kinda turning you on. “why were you all up on him?”
“it’s none of your business anton–we broke up, remember?” you said harshly. you noticed the flush of red on the tip of his ears. “anton…you’re drunk–”
“don’t tell me you aren’t.” he whined, looking down at you. “i–i can’t think straight–i can’t handle us not being together baby, i can’t handle seeing anyone touch you–”
you pulled his face towards you, crashing your lips onto his as the taste of beer hit your tongue. his hands grabbed your sides as he pressed his body closer to yours, leading you backwards and onto the bed.
“i’m–i’m so sorry for treating you so badly babygirl–” he cried into your mouth. “you mean so much to me, i can’t imagine you not in my life…” he pulled you onto the bed fully, crawling on top of you. “is this fine? i’m sorry…i can stop, we’re not thinking right–”
“chanyoung, just put your dick in me.” you slapped his shoulder lightly and ran your hand down his bicep.
“i don’t have a condom–”
“it’s fine, i’ll take a morning after.”
your palms raised to his face, one hand running through his hair as your lips danced together. he pulled away briefly, unbuckling his belt and discarding it to the floor as he began to work the zipper on his jeans. anton pulled his pants and boxers down, exposing the length of his cock.
“are you sure i can put it in baby? you’d let me?” he whimpered.
“yes–yes i’d always let you tony–” you cried, pulling down your skirt and panties–a long string of slick connecting the fabric and your pussy together.
anton didn’t want to know whether you got wet for him or the filth of a man who dared to even look in your direction; he just wanted to feel you around him.
he pressed his index and middle finger between your legs briefly, spreading your pussy lips and coating his fingers with your juices before bringing his hand to his mouth, licking it clean while maintaining eye contact with you.
you moaned in response–but before you could say something in return you felt the heat of anton’s tip pressed against your hole, earning a quiet gasp from your lips.
“you’re doing so good for me–” he panted as he pushed his cock further in. “babygirl i know you can take it, you have so many times before–just one more time for me baby…” you nodded, whimpering as he slid his full length into you. “shit–she’s tighter than i remember…”
it was all for him. you haven’t had sex with anybody since you’ve broken up with anton in hopes of him crawling back to you.
“can i move? does it hurt?”
“yes–please tony…” that was all he needed before he began to thrust deep inside you. hell–you would think anton would build up the pace over time, but no; anton needed you bad.
“mmh–i missed you so much…i missed this pretty pussy so much…tell me you missed me too baby.” he whimpered.
“i missed you so, so much tony–” you replied before he flipped you over and forced you on your hands and knees. he held your ass in the air and thrusted from behind, the sound of skin slapping echoing off the walls of the bedroom.
“i know–i know you did baby, nobody could fuck you this good–right?” he smacked your bare ass, leaving a red mark in its wake. “yeah, nobody could–only i can touch you like this.”
you buried your face into the pillow, arching your back as his dick hit your sweet spot oh-so-good. “i’m gonna cum tony–”
“yeah? you’re gonna cum for me babygirl? is that right?” he whispered, bringing his arm around you and pressing his fingers to your clit. you moaned into the pillow, scared the people downstairs might hear you. “does this feel good? you gonna cum?” he rubbed your clit faster, thrusting into you at the same rapid speed.
you cried. “yes, yesyesyes fuck, tony i’m gonna cum–”
anton let out a sharp whimper as his dick gave out on him–painting your walls white with his cum. he slowly fucked it into you, moaning loud.
“baby, i’m gonna fill you up so much...” he cried. “yeah, you’re gonna be full of my kids–my cum leakin’ out of this pussy while everyone’s tryna get a piece of you…”
you came to your release shortly after, moaning into the pillow as you squirted all over anton’s dick.
“yeah, just like that babygirl–i’m gonna show this off, gonna show everyone you’re squirting for me. i know you want that…” he whimpered.
“baby…” you cried.
“shhh, it’s okay, tony’s taking care of you…” he said softly, running his fingers through your hair, your face still pressed into the pillow.
“tony’s here…i’m here now…”
@ayacai °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 2026
WTF NO WAY THANK U GUYS 4 1K LIKES ON THIS… sorry 4 being on a bit of a writing hiatus classes r starting kinda soon.. ill write soon i promise
ᝰ.ᐟNUMBER ONE RULE
Freshman center Yang Jungwon arrives at Blackwood University with one goal: play hockey at the highest level he can. Then he breaks the one rule his captain ever gave him — don’t touch my sister — and falls completely in love anyway. When the secret hookups turn into something real, and the team becomes accomplices, it’s only a matter of time before Jay finds out. And when he finally does, it blows up the team, the house, and the bond twins have shared their entire lives. On top of this it’s right before the biggest game of their season. Jay and Jungwon have to fight their way back to each other — on and off the ice — before the championship, and before it costs Jungwon the brother he never expected to gain.
pairings: brothersfriend!jungwon x sister!reader
word count… 36.6k (I’m so sorry)
CONTENT WARNINGS! explicit sexual content, fingering, oral sex, penetrative sex, praise kink, multiple orgasms, LOTS of sexual tension, secret relationship, betrayal of trust, family conflict (brief), emotional distance, alcohol use, arguing, brief physical altercation (not with reader), emotional angst, angst with happy ending ┃ PLAYLIST… Delicate by Taylor Swift , Fade Into You by Mazzy Star , Somebody Else by The 1975 , u + me = <3 by Olivia Rodrigo , Beaches by beabadoobee , Back in Love by Suki Waterhouse , Love Hangover by Jennie , Take Me Home by Cailin Russo
⋆。˚ lacey speaks!! so… this somehow went from the planned 25k to 36.6k words 😭 i genuinely have no idea how that happened but i got a little too attached to these idiots. thank you so much to everyone who reads, comments, leaves little reactions, or even just opens the fic. genuinely, it means more than you know. i read every comment and they always make my day. as always, please let me know your favourite scenes, your favourite lines because i LOVE hearing them. anyway… enjoy 36.6k words of hockey, mutual pining, denial, and two people making increasingly questionable life choices. happy reading <3
“IF I THROW UP ON THE ICE, YOU HAVE TO TELL PEOPLE I HAD FOOD POISONING.”
“You’re not going to throw up.”
“You don’t know that. You don’t know my body, Jungwon. You don’t know what it’s capable of.” Jungwon didn’t look up from his skate laces. He’d learned in the four days since they’d moved into the Den that Riki narrated his anxiety the way other people breathed — constantly, without much say in the matter — and that the correct response was usually no response at all. “Tie your laces.”
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- how cute... -> lee anton [s]
- stop staring... -> osaki shotaro [s]
- too close for comfort -> park wonbin [s] , [❀]
- wanna ride 'em? -> lee anton [s]
- one last shot -> lee anton [a] , [s] , [❀]
@ayacai °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 2026
hi i made my masterlist cuter js wanted 2 share… (read my fics🥺)
