The Assistant | Kth

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Pairing: Assistant!Kim Taehyung x Boss!fem reader Warnings: 18+ content in the form of: unprotected sex • oral sex (f receiving) • dirty talk & name calling • spitting • creampie • spanking • choking Summary: Kim Taehyung is your assistant and moonlights as a masseuse in the evening. When you came to the office the morning after a bad date, all you wanted is his hands all over your body. Word Count: 3,874 Mobile: AO3

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Taehyung snapped to attention when he heard the familiar click of heels on the marble floor. He stood up abruptly, bowing at the woman that emerged through the threshold. Your tan coat perched on your shoulders fluttered as you walked, your hips swaying with every step. You wore a scowl on your face, a rather uncommon occurrence and Taehyung wondered if the date you had the night before was that bad.

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𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕒 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕟 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖

Wolf Hybrid Yoongi x Reader Insert

Rated Explicit (No Minors):

- for content that is sexual in nature along with dark themes such as predator hunting prey.

-Consent is given.

-Word Count: 1,518

-Genre: fiction/dark fantasy

- @mochilatae @bonvoyagenoona

The sea kindles its own symphony--a cacophony of sound mixed with the saltiness of brisk air. The icy, black water tickles your toes as you stand at the shoreline, hands tucked deep in torn jeans. He would never find you here. Not near this abandoned cliff-side castle where warriors once roamed. You can almost hear the echoes of battle cries from ages past as your eyes close to the sinking sun that reflects off the water's edge. The earth sinks at your feet as a wave pulls inland, covering the edges of your jeans with clumps of dark sand and minerals.

Your scent should be masked here--even the perfume you are wearing can barely be registered over wet Gaia's natural scent. That is your hope at least, and for a moment, you let anxiety wash away with the receding waves. The wind picks up as your heart flutters--a soul-scratching beat that bruises your rib cage as your eyes dart down the coastline of this abandoned island. Violet-colored eyes peer through the cover of impending darkness. He is close, you can definitely feel it. That didn't take him long at all.

You race up cobblestone paths, in the direction of the abandoned castle. All in hopes of finding a more secure hiding spot from your hunter. A game of wolf and fawn was afoot and you refuse to be a loser this round. Not with all that he had promised if you were successful in keeping the wolf at bay. You duck under a crumbling archway and into the main hall of the castle. Your eyes deceived you from the shoreline. You didn't realize that the castle is in such poor condition. Torn red velvet curtains barely covered two-story windows. The stone wall behind what would have been the throne is practically destroyed. Wooden tables that withstood the sands of time are flipped on their sides. On top of the dier need to find a hiding place, it begins to rain and there are holes in the ceiling.

Just my luck, you think as you crawl on all fours into a cabinet that you find in the servants' quarters just of the main hall. It's a tight fit and you are certain that mildew is eating away at the fragile wood based on the smell alone. You don't have time to dwell when you hear the piercing scratch of claws along stone walls around the entrance of the castle. You cup a hand over your mouth and try desperately to slow your breathing and your heart rate down. Your bottom lip is drawn between teeth as you begin to worry that maybe hiding is a pointless venture with how good Yoongi is at seeking out his prey.

"Come out, come out. Wherever you are..." His voice rumbles in the muted silence. You can hear a storm pick up outside this cage of stone walls. Hollow tapping draws closer and you almost faint from holding your breath for too long. You remove your hand and suck in a deep breath. That's all it takes for your hunter to find you.

"Little kitten...you are the worst at finding spots to hide." A growl shakes the cabinet door and you try to make yourself as small as possible--tucking your legs closer to your body. You can feel the caked-on, wet sand crunch against the bottom of your jeans.

"Are you going to let me in, or do I have to drag you out. The game is over and you have lost. Come receive your punishment, sweet little lamb." Yoongi practically barks as a sharpened nail sinks into the soggy wood. Your fight or flight responses begin to kick in as you try to think of a number of ways to slip past Yoongi and attempt to find another hiding spot.

The only plausible thing you can think of is to throw open the door and force all your weight against him until he falls over. You can make a mad dash for the staircase after that. Putting your plan into action, you shove your weight against the door--only it doesn't budge. Not even an inch. Yoongi digs his nail further into the wood, fracturing the integrity of the door. You try once more to shove all of your weight against the door and it actually bursts free of the hinges that barely held it together. You fall forward onto your side--the door having splintered once it came off the hinges. Your skin flushes with warmth as heavy breath fans against your face.

"There's my pretty girl. All this running has worked up an appetite..." Yoongi laps at the canine protruding over his bottom lip. "Won't you let me have a taste, little lamb?"

A wave crashes against the shoreline where you once stood. Your eyes lock in the growing darkness of this hallway just off the main hall. His eyes glow a pretty lavender in the rising moonlight through a broken window. A sharp nail traces down the column of your throat and down your button-up blouse to unhook each button. He cocks his head to the side, awaiting your response. He knows the rules. You've told him a thousand times before.

"No." You snap, rolling onto your stomach and pushing off the floor to sit up. You both are knee to knee as his hand slides around to grip the back of your neck.

"Tell me what you want then, my sweet." His husky vibrato has a way of pulling you in--not unlike a siren's call out to sea. "Just say the word and you can have it."

Your mother always told you to never play with wolves. They're tricksters by nature and lone creatures. Yoongi is a rare gem among many gems that look the same. His quiet, calculating demeanor is what drew you in. Your body is like jelly in his grasp and you try not to shiver when the sharp end of his nail tickles the base of your skull. It has a spiral effect that sends waves of pleasure all the way to your toes. You try to brace a hand on his shoulder, to keep yourself grounded, but he catches your wrist mid-flight.

"Use your words, little lamb." He toys with the underside of your wrist, thumb pressing into your pulse point. Beads of arousal pool through your skin's pores and his nostrils flare. His very presence has always been a source of excitement. Especially when he gets too close.

"Give me your knot this time, Yoongi." It came out as more of a demand than you intended. The desired effect was a wolf whistle of a laugh and Yoongi yanking you forward off of your knees. This is all the confirmation he needed to follow through with the ending of your mating ritual.

The harsh tearing of fabric reverberated off the walls as he held you up and pressed your back against the damp stone. The rain rushed harder, threatening to cave in the ceiling at any given moment. You were lost to the thought when nimble fingers cupped your sex so swiftly, you barely had time to catch your breath. He snarled against your earlobe, catching the delicate flesh between his teeth as fingers dive between your folds to collect his reward. Your scent is intoxicating--a fragrant mixture of lilies and red wine--he couldn't get enough of it. You'd never seen Yoongi work so fast to get his pants undone with one hand still buried in your sex.

When his cock sprung free against your groin, it was all you could do not to cry out from the need bubbling over the vat of other emotions held within you. So thick and long, you nearly lost it the first time you ever saw his cock--purely accidental. He nuzzles against your throat as his cock head is aimed for your entrance. Inch by painful inch, he eases into you, knowing full well that humans are not quite accommodating for his kind. He too flushes a glorious crimson when you sob his name against his ear.

"Will you take my bite as well then?" Yoongi asks, tongue flicking out against the life-line throbbing just under the surface of your skin.

"Y-Yes." You stammer as he pumps his cock slowly, deeply against your walls. You can hardly clench from how stretched you feel.

In an instant, Yoongi forces his cock further in, brushing against the entrance to your womb. His teeth graze the skin along your neck until he finds a spot safe enough to claim you. When his teeth pierce through, your vision whites out and his knot expands. He can't thrust harder even if he tried, allowing the pleasure to roll off him like the waves outside against the cliffs. For a moment, you feel an inner connection--a link that almost grants you visual access to his mind.

"Yoongi!" You swear you shout as your head falls limp against the stone wall. You've waited a long time for this hunter to stake its claim.

Maybe the other wolves will keep their distance...this time...

物の哀れ ( ‘the sadness of things’.)

Characters : Alpha! Jungkook x Omega ! OC. 

ABO Dynamics. 

Genre : Arranged Marriage / Temporary contractual Marriage. 

Warnings : Non- Con/ Extremely Dubious Consent . High functioning alcoholism. Genre related consent issues. 

Summary : A recently widowed Jungkook agrees to a contract marriage to keep his company afloat. His grief overwhelms him and it is hard to look at his new wife as anything other than an intruder . 

[  Author’s Note :  物の哀れ ~ Mono no aware can be translated as ‘the sadness of things’. It comes from the words 物 (mono – thing) and 哀れ (aware – poignancy or pathos). The ‘sadness’ in question comes from an awareness of the transience of things, as taught by Zen Buddhism. When we view something exceptionally beautiful, we might feel sad because we know it won’t stay so beautiful forever – but appreciation only heightens the pleasure we take in the beautiful thing in that moment. ]

Chapter 1

“There’s a dinner this weekend with the MD of Sankim Corp., He wants to discuss investing and his wife’s going to be there too. So maybe Heejin should come along as well, Jungkook. “ Namjoon’s voice was low and soothing, hands gentle as he lightly shook the man hunched over the dining table, fingers trembling as he carefully ate his cereal. 

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One Year, My Love [M] (ft. Jungkook) | pt. 2

→ historical/royal!au, marriagecontract!au, based off the kdrama 100 days My Prince; → You forge a marriage contract with the strangely speaking man who suddenly stumbled into your town with memory loss, but little do you know that he’s actually the lost Crown Prince, and a lot can happen between a married man and woman in one year.

→ genres: lots of fluff/plot development, a tiny bit of angst, and a little smut → 16k words rip | part 1| part 2 | fin. thank you for reading! 

A/N: For those you who were able to read part 1 before I made the proper changes, I actually changed Jungkook’s “fake” name back to Jungkook, and his Crown Prince name will be Jeon! Sorry about that! I uploaded the wrong version lmao

The Governor points his sword at Taehyung’s neck, and Taehyung doesn’t flinch as he clenches his fists atop his kneeled position. 

“I instructed you to kill the Crown Prince Jeon, not lose him,” The governor grits. “I should kill you right here for that mistake.” 

Taehyung grits. “I successfully killed him. I even brought back his body for you to see that I completed the mission. You must uphold your terms of the agreement.” 

The Governor throws something at Taehyung’s knees. A pearl button. “This came from the body of what the ‘Crown Prince’ you found had on him. Underneath the royal robes, were the underdress of a commoner! You brought back the wrong person!” He presses the blade closer to Taehyung’s neck, and Taehyung winces at the feeling of the sharp blade digging into his skin. His eyes widen at the realization.

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(Reader x OT7)(HYBRID! Reader)(HYBRID! Bts) 

Summary: to Seokjin, Home consists of his human partners Namjoon and Hoseok as well as their Hybrids; the pups- named Taehyung and Jimin, their black cat- called Yoongi, and their foxboy- called Jungkook. Together they have the happiest family possible, everyone loves everyone equally. 

So what happens when Namjoon finds you? a cat hybrid, beaten close to death left alone in an alleyway on the coldest night of the year? He takes you home, shows you his family, and together they teach you what love can be like.

PART 1: US BEFORE YOU  ➺  a fox comes to stay.

PART 2: CAN I LAY BY YOUR SIDE ➺ bringing you home. 

PART 3: HOLD ME TIGHT ➺ love requires some getting used to. 

EPILOGUE ➺ Kits and kids. 

Angel in the Darkness (M)

Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)

Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au 

Word Count: 5,468

A/N: This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (masturbating, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use… (alot of smut comes in later) This is a mature read! You have been warned!

 part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11 (final chapter)

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Your mother told you that there was a purpose for what everyone does. That there is always a reason for someone’s actions; whether it was bad or good. If it was a good action, the individual has learned the most rewarding path to handle situations; regardless if it was easy or not. If it was a bad action, the person could reflect on it, and with guidance, they will learn the right way toward dealing with obstacles. And to this day, that is how you viewed life. If you handled something well, you would be rewarded in the future, if you handled it poorly, you would need to reflect on why you did such a thing, till you find the right path. With these beliefs, you always wanted to find the ‘purpose’ of an individual’s actions, and help them find the right way. So that’s how you ended up working at a rehab centre; helping mentally to find the root cause of someone’s poor actions, and leading them to a better future.

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