Guess Whos Updating This Later Today? Finally

Guess who’s updating this later today? ☺️🥴 finally…

Silk and Fire

pairing: namjoon x f.reader x jungkook

genre: romance | drama | smut +18 MDNI

summary: you seem to have the perfect relationship, but everything changes when a 'stranger' saves you from a revolving door

status: in progress

warnings: this fic will include smut and cheating. any other warnings will be included in each chapter.

a/n: this is pure ✨fiction✨

do not copy or translate

also english is not my first language

enjoy! (;

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

🥴😵‍💫how am I supposed to sleep after this…

MDNI - JONGHO

Smut - female!reader

Taglist: @staytinyville @kbitties @wooyoungqueen @yunho-mp3 @dinossaurz @emtrades22 @sanspuppet

Enjoy my return with this! PLEASE reblog!!

Riding RichCeo!Jongho in his driver seat in the garage while the others are waiting in the mansion, spamming his phone wondering where the hell the two of you are.

Your dress/skirt is just flipped up your back, he's stroking the exposed skin with the hand that's wearing such an expensive watch. He's cooing at your pleasure.

His girthy cock is just thrusting up into you as you bounce at a hard pace. Jongho is smiling coyly, so pleased with you.

"Yes, squeeze my cock, just like that. Fuck, you feel so good all around me." He grunts.

When his cum flooded your walls, he landed two soft smacks to your ass, "Lets head inside, I wanna fuck you so they can hear you."

The two of you stumbled through front door, still high on endorphins from the sex.

"And where the fuck have you two been?" Hongjoong rested his hands on his hips in a disapproving manor.

All of the sudden you felt Jongho's cum slide down your leg.

Wooyoung's witchlike cackle filled the foyer.

"I can see you two had fun!"

"Yeah and I wanna fuck some more into her but we are being bothered."

te amo jessi

Is she a K-pop idol? No

Is her body completely natural? No

Is she most people's type? No

But do I think the way her tight shirt doesn't fully fit over her tits, leaving a gap underneath between her midriff and the seam of her top due to how massive they are, is driving me wild?

and how comfortable and confident she is in her own body, not giving a fuck about running her hands over them, cupping them and giving them a little jiggle for the production crew (and eventually the whole internet) to see

and how her nipples are hard enough to be poking through, clearly not caring about covering them up with a bra or pasties

Do I think Jessi is hot as fuck and that she knows what she's doing? Absolutely I do. Also her new song is fun too and is basically a big ol' euphemism about sex and her cum, like god damn

oh the power they hold…

I'm living here now... bye

Jaehyun fucking into you slowly letting you feel every inch of his hard dick while the sun floods through the windows on a Sunday morning. His strong arm draped on your waist pulling you in closer, taking him deeper than before feeling how desperate Jaehyun is for you.

Taking everything so slow with no rush to reach your orgasm in a rush. Praises fell off his tongue like it was a song only he knew the words to. Brushing his lips against the warm skin of your neck as he rocks into you faster. Moans were bouncing off of the room walls the closer you got to your orgasm aching for it so bad...

Gripping the sheets beside you as you were left breathless laying there basking in pleasure. On mornings like this Jaehyun never lets you do any of the work, you are his queen his one and only. He knew you were close from the begs and pleads, even the way your legs were shaking.

'It's okay babe, I've got you. Cum for me, make me proud'

Silk and Fire - Chapter 4

pairing: namjoon x f.reader , jungkook x f. reader

guest starring: ot7, Camille, Seri (new character)

genre: romance | drama | smut +18 MDNI

status: ongoing

word count: 3.1k

You can read about this story and other chapters here.

warnings: drinking, sex shop, sex toys, drinking games, thigh riding, finger sucking, cheating, kissing (lmk if I missed anything)

“I told you to wake me up whenever you couldn’t sleep,” Namjoon’s soft voice echoes in your head while he prepares tea for you. 

The knot tied in your throat won’t let you breathe properly as the adrenaline from finding pleasure in what's forbidden keeps finding ways of pushing you toward Jungkook’s arms. You couldn’t stop thinking about him. How could you? If that man’s velvety voice alone had turned you on in such a way that made you betray your instincts and let him talk you into cuming so hard through the phone, what other lustful things would he be able to do in a dark room when it's only the two of you? 

You press your thighs together in an attempt to quiet those heated thoughts. After all, Jungkook was just a fantasy and your boyfriend was right here in front of you. He pours tea and warm milk into your favourtie mug and then drizzles it with honey. A bit leaks from the bottle and Namjoon picks it with his finger and that same finger then goes to your lips. He expects you to lick it, but not to suck it as you are doing right now. Your precious lips wrapped around his honey-covered finger, tongue pressing on it as you suck and suck his finger making Namjoon gasp. 

“Shit, babe,” he clears his throat. “Are you playing with me?” 

You shake your head and release his finger. Now there is an evident problem inside of your boyfriend’s pants. 

“Drink your tea, you need to sleep. We are expected at Hobi’s later tonight. You’re coming right?” 

Your heart skips a beat and you pull him into a kiss. It is not one of those desperate, sinful kisses. Your lips are pressed to his. They’re firm, but you still feel him. You feel how he smiles against your lips, his body bringing you closer to him and your hands travel to his hair. 

“Mmmmm,” you say delightedly. This is home, this is where you’re supposed to be. You want to hug Namjoon and never let him go, to be honest, you are scared of what you would do if you let go. 

Namjoon breaks the kiss and his lips curve into a smile. The smile that made you fall in love with him in the first place, dimples showing and his eyes sparkling as they look into yours. He watches you as you drink your tea. Sweet and warm, relaxing your muscles and releasing the tension built up by that phone call with Jungkook. 

Shit, Jungkook. You make a wish silently for that sinful carnal moment to never cross your mind again and once you are cuddling in bed with your boyfriend you remember. You are both expected at Hobi’s later. Will Jungkook be there? 

It was a simple, basic thing, you thought. Texting Jungkook is not a big deal, it shouldn’t be, you just want to know if he will be there tonight. Why? You always liked to know what exactly to expect. So you go to your last call entry and decide to save the number as “JK”. You take a deep breath before your fingers tap your screen writing a friendly “hi (:” and pressing send, which you immediately regret. What was with the happy face? Was “good morning” better than “hi”? You put your phone down, there’s no way you’re going to obsess over some silly little meaningless fantasy. 

You eat your lunch in your office as sometimes you do when busy, however, there is no response from Jungkook. How dare he bring you to such a state at ungodly hours of the night just to not text you back the next day. You are doing the one thing you promised you wouldn’t do, you are overthinking because of Jeon Jungkook. But wasn’t he satisfied? Wasn’t he pleased? Your thoughts are interrupted by your phone’s buzzing. 

With your heart racing you reach to it only to see Camille’s name pop up on the screen. She’s video-calling you. 

“Hello?” you say as you bring a big spoonful of food to your mouth. 

“Hey!” Camille takes a pause to read your look. “You looked annoyed, am I interrupting something?” 

“Not at all,” you say after swallowing. 

“I hope I am not close to your work, wanna help me shop for something honeymoon related?” she raises an eyebrow. 

“That sounds like a great idea, actually,” anything to keep your mind off Jungkook not replying. 

“See you in ten.” Camille winks and ends the call. 

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You wonder how you did not expect this, but you find yourself in a sex shop. It’s not your first time there, you’ve even come here with Camille before. Nonetheless, due to your current state of horniness and an apparent addiction to the forbidden, you find it now hard not to think about sex and Jungkook. 

“Oh and I can't keep these with me, I want to surprise Yoongi,” she puts a butt plug with a very soft-looking tail attached to the little basket you’re holding. 

“Since when have you used these?” you laugh. 

“It’s a little thing we like to do every now and then,” she purrs. 

“Stop it,” but you can’t stop laughing. 

“Now, babes, you would look smokin’ hot in these…” 

Bright red, lace, see-through. Camille takes the lingerie and places it on top of your work clothes. You replace her hands with yours, picturing you wearing only this. How the panties would accentuate your ass, the pattern of the bra creating friction on your sensitive nipples, now hardened by the mere look on Jungkook’s face. Camille moves towards the back of the shop and as you refocus your sight you see the flash of his smile way too fast, eyes covered by his long, fluffy hair. 

Jungkook? 

But it seems like he is gone in the blink of an eye and now Camille adds more items to your little basket, completely unaware of the shock in your face. But was that really him? You can’t go and find out. It would be weird, besides, what would he do in a place like this? Scratch that. You know exactly what he would do in a place like this. 

You take a look at the new items in your little basket, a black crotchless thong and a ring vibrator. Camille likes to try new things, maybe that is what you’re missing in your life. Seeing the ring vibrator makes you feel instantly hot and agitated. Before you can filter your thoughts they are already picturing you on top of your newest fantasy, Jungkook. Your new red lingerie is set on the floor as you ride him, the ring vibrator hitting your clit every time you bounce on his manhood. The prominent veins of his cock dragging along the sides of your walls as they clench around him, the aftermath of raw, magnificent pleasure. His hands are on your hips guiding you to the thing you want the most, to cum on his cock. 

“Babes, you okay?” thank god for Camille’s intervention, you could have started moaning any minute. 

“Yeah… I– forget the lingerie set, I think it’s not my style,” you lie. 

“Hmmm okay, then how about these?” Camille shows you the cutest bullet vibrator. It is a hot pink colour. “To use with or without Joonie,” she smiles. If she only knew the sinful thoughts that were coursing through your head just now… 

Damn. 

You try to shake any idea and memory of Jungkook from your head. There is a friendly gathering you have to attend with your loving boyfriend, Namjoon. You can’t afford to succumb to the little silly fantasies in your head. It’s not right. It’s not fair. So you take the cute little sex toy from Camille’s hands and decide you’ll take it. Maybe you need to spice things up in order to move on from JK, who still hasn’t responded to your earlier text. 

Friendly gatherings at Hobi’s are always to die for, and this was no exception. Even though it was a small get-together with friends, he just had to be over the top. How couldn’t you love Hoseok? The life of the party with the biggest heart, he is selfless and you appreciate the kindness and warmth he radiates. He was one of the first friends Namjoon ever introduced to you and you got along so well that he insisted you should hang out with the group more. 

So now here you are, Hobi’s house is massive and elegant. The dark curtains that decorate the minimalist living room give a romantic yet dangerous vibe. The fireplace is on, dimly lighting the entire space. A gust of wind creeps in from the opened glass door that leads to the patio. You shiver, but Namjoon’s arms hug you even tighter to him. You breathe in deeply, no sign of Jungkook. 

Jin pats your head and you look up from the spotless, pale gray couch you’re sitting on. A glass flute, topped with the finest champagne. You extend your hand to accept it and Jin rolls his eyes. 

“I’m bored,” he sits opposite you and Namjoon. 

“But you are always bored, even when you are doing something,” Yoongi adds.

Camille and Yoongi stay by the bar. Your friend sits on a stool with her long legs crossed as one of them brushes against his teasingly. In response, he calmly rests his hand on her bare thigh, drawing circles with his thumb. They both casually sip on their neat whisky. 

“What should we do, Jin?” Camille leans forward, curiosity in her eyes. 

“Nah, but why would you ask him that? He will come up with something insane,” Hoseok says, pointing at Jin. “Last time you made us all jump into the pool and I am not doing that again.” 

“Let the man speak,” Namjoon’s voice, deep and raspy, caresses your ear. 

“Okay, okay,” Jin stands where everyone can see him. He is indeed the centre of attention everywhere he goes. Standing tall with his ashy blonde hair slightly curled and parted to the sides. He smirks as he scans the room, making sure everyone’s eyes are on him. “We are playing a drinking game, simple, never have I ever? Who’s in?” 

“I guess I arrived just in time.”

The tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand and your heart races in your chest as Jungkook makes an appearance. His black, fluffy hair was now tied, bags framing his face. A leather jacket, casual black T-shirt, black jeans and boots. How can he manage to make such a simple outfit the sexiest thing ever worn? You can’t seem to take your eyes off him as he makes his way around the room greeting everybody. 

“We want to play as well,” Jimin and Taehyung emerge from the staircase. You were wondering where they went. 

“About time you showed up,” Taehyung teasingly hit Jungkook on the shoulder. 

“I know…” he smiles and his eyes find yours. You impulsively look away finding some type of comfort in Namjoon’s arms. 

“Honey, come out here, we’re gonna start the game,” Hobi calls Seri, his latest conquest. You and Camille have had long talks about this, and are rooting so much for them. She is as fun as Hobi so they are just meant to be. 

Seri comes out of the kitchen with a tray of shot glasses. The message is understood, take one before the real fun begins. Hobi gives a quick peck on the cheek once she’s done. 

“Bottoms up everyone!” and the tequila burns your throat but you are grateful for Seri’s act because that’s exactly what you needed. Especially when Jungkook decided to sit on the chair right beside you. You do your best not to turn and see him, but only knowing he is there makes your cunt ache with wanton. 

“Well, now everyone’s ready,” Seri says flashing her perfect white smile and batting her long eyelashes at Hobi. 

“You know the rules, if you’ve done whatever the person in turn says, you drink,” Hoseok raises his champagne flute. “Be nice, everybody… or not.” 

“I’ll start! Jimin says. “Never have I drunk-dialed my ex…” 

Jin, Camille, Hobi, Seri, Jungkook, and you drink. You feel Jungkook’s eyes momentarily on you, but you fight the urge to look back. 

“Okay, my turn!” Seri says from the corner of the room. “Never have I ever kissed more than one person in 24 hours…” 

“Oooohhh…” Hoseok says intrigued looking around the room. 

Taehyung, Jimin, Seri, Jin, and Jungkook drink. 

“Really?” Yoongi laughs looking straight at Jin. 

“Don Juan!” as these words leave your mouth you know the alcohol already kicked in. 

The rest of them laugh as Jin shows off his beautiful face. 

“Please, have you seen me? Yoongi, even you want to kiss me,” Jin blows a kiss to Yoongi. 

He rolls his eyes but catches it. Camille laughs uproariously. It seems the three neat whiskeys she had plus the shot are getting to her. She winks at her fiancé, and Yoongi hugs her from behind, waiting for whoever is next. 

The game goes on and on and it gets spicier, you have to drink a couple of times but not as much as Jimin or Jungkook, who both seem to be handling their alcohol pretty well. 

“My turn,” all eyes are on Jungkook now. 

“Give us a good one!” Namjoon says, and in that moment you want to disappear. 

Jungkook nods, looking at both of you. How you sit now facing him, fearing what words will leave his mouth. Namjoon’s arm possesively around you, as he occasionally leaves little kisses on your temple. Why Namjoon? Why not him? 

“Never have I ever had phone sex,” he lets out a devilish smile. 

Fucking hell. Your eyes widen in horror, you are not sure if you should drink or not, but Jungkook’s eyes don’t leave yours as he takes one big gulp of his drink. 

Yoongi and Camille look at each other. Your friend giggles as she drinks, a secret memory replaying in their minds. 

You slowly bring your drink to your lips as your hands shake, closing your eyes as you welcome the taste of it and how the alcohol burned travelling down your throat. Everyone else drinks but Namjoon. 

“Really? Am I the only one missing out?” he looks at you. “Maybe we gotta try it sometime,” he whispers into your ear and you snap jumping off the couch. 

“I need a bathroom break, I’ll be right back,” you make your way upstairs as fast as you can. 

The hallway upstairs is dark, but the lights from the living room are enough to make it safely to the bathroom. Locking the door behind you, you attempt to calm yourself by taking deep breaths. You have to get out of here, tell Namjoon a silly lie, and walk hand in hand with him out of this madness. You splash a little water on your face and you tell yourself everything is fine. 

This is the plan. You will leave the bathroom and play for 10 more minutes. Then, you will tell Namjoon you are tired and you will leave, no questions asked. Both of you will get safely home and have a lazy morning the next day. That would be perfect. 

You open the door and it is so fast the way he pushes you in and locks the door behind him. 

“What the f–” but one of his hands is on your mouth, and the other one holds you by your lower back. 

“Shhh baby, leave the screaming for when I’m making you feel really good… I wanted to see you alone, sorry for scaring you,” he lowers his hand now, but you are too stunned to speak. Jungkook chuckles. “It was fun out there,” he continues. “Wish it was me holding you tightly,” his hand now moves to cage you between him and the door. 

“Jungkook, please d–” but your words are caught in your mouth as he spreads your legs with his knee and then presses it directly to your core. “Mmmm– fuck…” 

“Yeah, that’s what I want to hear…” he continues rubbing his knee between your legs, your panties getting wetter and wetter. Your nails scratch the door’s surface and you feel Jungkook’s breathing in your ear. “I dreamt of your beautiful moans last night…” 

Now your hips rut against his leg, wanting more of him… but you can’t and it takes all in you to stop. You open your eyes and blink through the tears of pleasure that were already pooling in your eyes. 

You slightly push Jungkook away from you. 

“We can’t… I can’t– and stop following me and you didn’t even answer my text–” 

“You want me to stop, but you are upset about a text? …and are you sure I was following you to the sex shop, wasn’t it a happy coincidence?” he smirks. 

“No, it wasn’t,” you protest but his lips are so close to yours. Those juicy, pierced lips you want on every square inch of your body. “Wait before you go downstairs.” 

So you manage to unlock the door and run back to Namjoon, who is sitting with Jimin and Taehyung now. 

“There she is,” Taehyung gives you a cheesy smile. 

“Leave her alone, don’t you see she is not feeling well. Are you okay, beautiful?” Jimin asks his adorable eyes on yours. 

“Babe you look a bit pale, should we call it a night and go home?” Namjoon stands and puts an arm around you. 

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You are grateful for Namjoon, you have to be. He took care of you last night, helping you take a hot shower and cuddling you to sleep. In the morning he left your breakfast packed and some aspirin in case you had a headache. He is perfect, you can’t do this to him. You comically slam your head against your desk at work. What the fuck are you going to do? 

“Ummm… are you okay?” Marcia interrupts. You nod, it is not the first time your assistant finds you doing something stupid in the “privacy” of your office. 

You take a closer look at Marcia and she carries a medium-sized, flat, black box. It is tied with a black silk ribbon, no card. 

“This is a delivery for you…” she says, leaving the box on your desk. 

“Do we know who sent it?” you ask. Marcia shakes her head. 

“Maybe is from Mr. Kim,” she winks and leaves your office as quietly as she came. 

Your fingers delicately open the box and you let out an audible gasp. Inside, the red lingerie set you saw at the sex shop. 

Bzzz! Your phone vibrates on your desk. 

JK: Hi! I really liked the colour red in you (;

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