Do U Think Touch Me Wherever Jk Has Dacryphilia Kink....

Do u think touch me wherever jk has dacryphilia kink.... 👀👀👀

kink discovery time with tmw! jk -> a concept i love. short answer, yes. possibly.

tw: implied smut, coercion, emotional manipulation, dacryphilia, naive reader

one day you go over to his house after school, crying because you failed your exams and you're afraid what your parents will think.

he would feel bad that you're sad, but as he watches you break down in tears on his bed, sitting on your knees with thighs spread so nicely, tears streaming down your cute face—he'd feel himself suddenly getting hard.

he would be super confused at first, and wonder if there's something wrong with him. but after experiencing it a few more times he realizes he really likes it—

one second he's comforting you during a breakdown, the next he's in the bathroom, furiously tugging on his cock as he thinks about your big teary eyes and little sobs.

he'd find himself manipulating situations so that he could make you cry in front of him. he wonders how good it might feel if you cried while he put his cock inside you.

he'd start being mean to you, fighting with you and guilt-tripping you just so that you would break into tears. and then he would coerce you—saying things like im so sorry. here, let me make you feel better

and he'd keep guilting you so that you would continue sobbing as he pushed himself inside you, fucking you missionary so that he can keep his eyes on your pretty, crying face.

if he sees that your tears are stopping, he'd accidentally tug your hair really hard. oops !

overtime he'd convince you that sex was a great way to stop feeling sad, so that even you would begin to associate it.

then whenever you would start crying you would come looking for him yourself, blinking back tears, needing his cock so bad—please kookie. you'd sniffle. you just wanted to feel better !

of course he'd oblige. give it to you so good. fuck you until you're a screaming mess, sobbing into his shoulder as he rails you hard.

after all, thats what you want, isn't it ?

;)

thank you so much for reading <3 <3 hehehe

touch me wherever | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: jungkook needs to touch you and he just can’t hold back anymore

genre: pwp smut oneshot | loss-of-innocence!au, innocent!jungkook x innocent!reader, childhoodfriends!au 

wordcount: 2.8k

warnings: explicit smut, dry humping, unhealthy attachment, cumming in his pants, EXTREMELY horny feverishly whiny needy clingy jungkook, nudity, breast play, groping, subtle body worship, inexperience, a lot of begging, some crying, stuttering, coersion/dubcon-ish technically yeah, unrealistic scenario lol, mention of wet dreams, obsessive behavior, praise, assume characters are 18+ but just have no fucking clue what sex is, this is a fucking fever dream idk, cursing, dom!kook, naive clueless reader 

a/n: thank you so much for 1000 notes on fuck me forever! to express my gratitude, this is my gift to you, another needy greedy jungkook smut :) i hope you enjoy <3

masterlist 

Boundaries? That’s something you and Jungkook never needed, practically growing up side by side. Both your families were incredibly close, but equally sheltered. They kept the two of you trapped together in a conservative suburban bubble where the world consisted only of what was right in front of your eyes. No questions asked. 

As a child, Jungkook had always been addicted to the touch of your skin. He craved the soft warmth you had to offer, clinging to you like velcro, throwing frustrated tantrums whenever the two of you got separated. 

His face would get red with rage, fat tears forming in his eyes as his parents dragged him away from your bed once night would fall. He couldn’t sleep without you. Your touch was his safety blanket. He was only able to grow out of it when you leant him your teddy, finding peace in the way it smelled like you. 

Growing up, you had quickly understood that Jungkook was a very affectionate person, suffocating you with hugs and tickles whenever you would hang out. You had become used to him feeling you as he pleased, not ever minding the way his nimble fingers would trace across your legs, sliding under your uniform skirt at times. It tickled—you would laugh.

After Jungkook had hit puberty, his clinginess magnified tenfold. 

You plagued his dreams constantly, and without realizing it he would rut shamelessly against his pillow, crying out for you softly as heaping spurts of cum would fill his underwear.

He’d wake up, breathless with only you, you, you pounding through his head. His mind was dizzy with the feeling of your skin, he just wanted to touch you. He needed you near, to feel you pressed against him so that he could just—

He didn’t get it. He didn’t understand what was happening to his body in the morning when his thighs would be sticky and sheets stained. Sometimes he would day dream about you in school, only to wake up to the sound of your teasing voice, looking into your eyes as he leaked everywhere under the table. 

Jungkook found it horribly embarrassing. 

Until one day his older friend Seokjin told him what he was experiencing. They were called wet dreams, and allegedly they were normal. There was nothing wrong with it, but somehow Jungkook felt exposed. Guilty. Dirty.

He didn’t want it to happen, he couldn’t understand why but he ached for you so bad that it hurt. Kneeling down under a cold shower he would beg himself to get a grip, trying his best to act normal. His restraint paid off. 

Most of the time.

Currently the two of you were cuddled up in his basement, where you used to play pretend as young children. He’d be the doctor and give you checkups, healing your injuries with the delicate graze of his lips. 

It was hopelessly warm, to which you suggested shedding a few layers in order to feel more comfortable on the thick velvet cushions that were almost damp with sweat. Your head nestled in his lap, body in nothing but a bra and a pair of tight shorts that had found their way up your thighs, leaving little to the imagination.

You were talking, he could see your lips move at the edge of his vision but he couldn’t hear you over his steady focus on your cute polkadot bra—so snug and soft that Jungkook wanted to drool. He had noticed that your body had blossomed over time, flesh spilling over the tops of the flimsy fabric. The delicate curves that called out to him. Something rooted deep within him was yearning to get his hands on you.

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basically lmao. man has issues.

Is Fuck Me Foerver JK a yandere?

no! he's not. he's really not. he's just a fuckboy. a really classic, manipulative and lowkey possessive, jealous & toxic fuckboy. but no he's not yandere.

IM FUCKING SCREAMING I LOVE THIS

HOW??? Like these are so good??? This is my duty to save you AHHHHH

I don’t even think I’ll be able to HANDLE the yoongi one 😭😭

Amazing as always ❤️

𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖁𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖞 ♣ for seokjin as a cop! got me simping for death valley series by @bangtangalicious

hehahaha, i enjoy making these for your series <3 i think now, only yoongi is left..

them figuring it out and being driven by their horniness alone is what makes it fun tho👉🏽👈🏽

sighs. you’re right thats true. just throwing something out there.

your masterlist is 🤌🏼💋 *CHEF KISS* honestly everything about your writing skills is amazing!!!!

oh gosh 😳. screams. thank you! i really really appreciate this! so sweet of you to say. im really glad you're enjoying my fics :)

im tryna get better at writing looool i genuinely have no fucking clue what im doing. someday ill get there. use fucking metaphors and shit. syntax. damn. it'd be so cool to be good at writing. nonetheless, i appreciate your compliment very much <3 you got me blushin ;)