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imagine sub kookie with pony tails with dom reader and namjoon ahhh so cute

Imagine you doing his pony tails on top of his head, in the morning, after giving the whinny baby a blowjob who ended with him sobbing with head on your lap, tears of frustration running down his flushed cheek. It've been the third time this week when you denied his orgasm, only because he was a brat.

"M-Mommy, p-pwease!" He would beg only to make you smile and kiss the top of his nose telling him a soft "no", making him whine more. When you would leave for work you would tell him to go play video games in the living room, until you come back home and obiviosly you would warn him to not dare to touch himself. Even if you knew his sweet cock was probably painfully blue.

But you knew very well why you left him with these ponytails. Your step brother, Namjoon, (not any kind of blood line brother) and your partener in crime, would come home soon. And you knew such a sucker of Jungkook he is, not only once you both wrecked his ass hole and sweet cock.

So imagine you coming back home, finding Namjoon on the couch, with a pony tails and wearing a pair of your shorts and knee socks -decorating his strong legs- Jungkook, laying on his tummy, on the thick thighs of his hyung.

He is imobilised by one of Namjoon's long legs, who is thrown off on the back of the knees of the younger one. Trailing your eyes upper, you would see Jungook's hands tied up with what it seems to be a Gucci belt. He would have his head snapped back by the firm grip your step brother had on his dark locks, messing up the pony tails, muffled cries escaping the submissive's mouth, which was busy by the pink pair of your lace panties.

After some more spanks on his beautiful thighs, Namjoon, who already noticed you, would tell the younger one. "Tell mommy why you are being punished!" He would say and get out the panties from his mouth, only to push them back later.

You would rise your eyebrow.

"I-I stroked on daddy's t-thigh, I was so needy, mommy! I am so sowwy, but daddy liked my cute ponytails!"

He would say, with trembling voice, but still excited.

Author's note : From here on, I think you know what will happen *winks*

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jimin: h- everyone: you’re so cute~

Can you write about Jin teaching reader how to bake? I think it'd be really cute ❤

"Baby girl, nooo..." Seokjin whined, seeing the mess you did on the counter.

He left you for ten minutes alone, when he went to the nearest shop, because you were running out of sugar and toilet paper. When he came back home, he dropped all of the items on the white floor of his kitchen, his mouth wide opened.

You were full of flour, so did the counter and the floor. You stared at your husband, Seokjin and put on for him the most innocent smile you could make. "J-Jinnie..." you said, using your sweetest voice.

"What have you done here?!" He asked, blinking many times, not wanting to belive such a mess is, his usually- so cleaned- beautiful kitchen. He aproched you, action which made you back off one step.

"I-I can explain!" you said, walking some more steps back, while he was getting closer and closer, looking like he is gonna use you as the chopping board. Seokjin reached for you, pulling you to him by your full of dough arm, keeping you close in his warm embrace.

You dropped your spoon, shooked by his suddent behavior. Wrapping your arms around his strong and thick neck, you laughed when he lift you up from the ground, spinning with you, making you scream.

"Seokjin! Put me down!" You said, trying to escape. Seokjin stopped then, pressing his lips on yours, into a sweet and lovely kiss, which blowed your mind every time, his pink and velvety like lips making you feel like in cloud nine.

"Let me teach you, my babygirl. You know I can cook like a master!" He mumbled, between soft pecks on your plushed lips, his big hands on your hips, driving circles with his thumbs on the exposed skin, the rised up t-shirt left.

You frowned. "I can do it myself! I am a big girl!" you frowned more and gave your husband a huge, mad pout. "Do you really want your mom to taste fried cupcakes, with salt?" He titled his head, staring at you, amusement on his face.

"Salt...?" You asked, confused. "No, I used sugar-

Seokjin's beautiful laugh filled up the room, making you want to smack his head. "Yah! Why are you laughing?!" You asked, slightly pushing on his strong shoulder, making him laugh harder.

"You added salt, baby. I went to buy sugar, remember?"

Suddently, you were not sure of your cooking anymore. "Damn it!" You mumbled, propting your hands on your hips, making Seokjin hug you closer. "Let me help you!!!" He whined and started to act like a kid.

"Fine! Fine!" you finally agreed.

The next thing you knew was your ass into the flour, which was messing up his precious counter. Seokjin let your thighs go, before you could realise what he just did. He put you on the counter, right into the flour.

"This is because you messed up my precious kitchen!"

He said, faking a sob.

Author's note: Dear anon who requested this months ago, I AM REALLY SORRY!😭💖 If you are still here, on my small blog, please reply to this post or just sent me an ask!!! I wanna know you!