CECE'S FIC RECS

CECE'S FIC RECS

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Updated: April 24th, 2024

Fic Rec list 2

Namjoon

TRY AGAIN | jiminscockr1ng

Tonight We're Dancing | unique-high

"Cry for me" | prettyprincejk

Cleaning Day | gojosnympho

About Love | jjkeverlast

Closer | joon4eva

Between the pages | hwanghyunjinenthusiast

Cross Your Mind | dearlyjoonie

Lifeline | downbad4yoongi

Late Night Texting | hobistyles

My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold | daechwitatamic

Sundress | cheolhub

Doom boy | soft4gguk

Sexy Feeling | btsrunmylife

My Goddess | purpleyoonn

Quid Pro Quo | sopejinsunflower

Dream Girl | nmjoon-n

Rival Academia | aseaofyoongi

Cat and Mouse | aaagustd

Too sweet | teenytinyjimin

Jin

Payment Plan | trivia-yandere

Oh Baby | k00sblogger

Yoongi

Angel | sailoryooons

So it Goes | prodagustd

A New Rhythm | sluttywoozi

Three tangerines | kithtaehyung

Wife | mggsv

Jhope

"Missed you." | dilfhoseokie

Daisies | jeonaachu

Jimin

Disease | piedinthepiper

Camping | swanlakebaby

Missing You | swanlakebaby

My girl | k00sblogger

Daddy's Home | lovecoree

Taehyung

His Special Secret | kooktrash

Craving You | hoseokhasmyheartxx

The End is You and I | yonkimink

Distraction | lovecoree

Jungkook

Malibu | joonberriess

Seven | joonberriess

All mine | tanniefm

Side B!tch...? | bubbbii

Sunkissin' | peachyjeonss

Wild Thoughts | sxtaep

On and Off | gashinabts

The Broken Vow | lleldey

Blackout | jjungxkook

Long Way Home | sparklingchim

Over The Odds | jungk0oksthighs

Between Roommates | kooktrash

Shut Up and Kiss Me | ahgasegotarmy116

I miss you, I'm sorry | teenytinyjimin

Let me take care of you | ahgasegotarmy116

Nothing Serious | kooqitas

OT7/Multiple Members

Boyfriend for Hire | remedyx

All Bite, No Bark | spiderlilyserendipity

3 strikes | mapofthesea

Wolves in Sheep's Clothing | peachypinkgloss

Agains The Odds | jungk0oksthighs

WWE

Jey Uso

White Lies | tribalhoochie

We Ain't Going to Bed Angry | rays-hunter01

She My Bestfriend, Yeah We Ain't a Couple | kyleoreillylover

Mr. Right Now | femdisa

Massage. | miyuhpapayuh

Chasin' | southerngirl41

Warm | msbigredmachine

This is Cinema | romanreignseater

Baecation | tribalhoochie

Jimmy Uso

I Hate You Too | femdisa

Dressing Room. | miyuhpapayuh

Beauty Calls | aintnorainbows

Pull Up | harmshake

It's A Scream, Baby | theninthwonder

Stay By My Side | aalyssah

Tension | visionarymode

Permission | theninthwonder

Can you focus on me? | pr0wlerpunk

Roman Reigns

Lingerie Fun | strawberry-milku

Can't Handle It | visionarymode

Under His Spell | southerngirl41

Forgotten Kisses | uceyreiignss

Michael B. Jordan/Erik Killmonger

I get high, high, high | cocoa-puffs

Just Friends | cocoa-puffs

Freshout | cocoa-puffs

Domesticity | cocoa-puffs

In the Morning | nahimjustfeelingit-writes

Office Bae Series pt. 1, pt. 2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6 | nahimjustfeelingit-writes

Neighbors to Lovers pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3, pt. 4| nahimjustfeelingit-writes

CLOSER ✰ KIM NAMJOON

pairing: namjoon x f. reader

word count: ~4,158 words

genre: established relationship ✰ smut (18+ pls)

tags: unprotected sex; oral sex (f. receiving); handjob; disgusting amount of fluff; sooo much teasing; aftercare.

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the first rays of the sun gradually made their way through the curtains casting a warm, golden light into the bedroom. you were lost in a profound slumber, enveloped by a serene and tranquil dream when an unexpected tickling sensation on your neck stirred you from your rest. a small, barely-there peck drew your attention to the area. then another. and another.

slowly coming back to the world of awareness, you discover, much to your delight, that it was none other than namjoon showering tender kisses all over your neck and arms. slowly, he traces his lips along the contour of your shoulder and places a series of tiny pecks on each part of your exposed skin. the warmth of his breath as he sighs contentedly against you entices you further into wakefulness.

his voice, still laden with traces of sleep, breathily whispers into your ear, "i missed you."

namjoon's lips proceeded to gracefully dance across your skin, akin to gentle butterflies fluttering around. they trace a tender path from your shoulder onto your collarbone before finally landing on the sensitive area just behind your earlobe. your breath catches in your throat as he murmurs against your skin - each enunciated word sending shivers cascading down your spine.

"morning, sleepyhead," he murmurs softly with a loving tone that began to ease you out of sleep even more.

as namjoon presses his warm naked torso against yours, you couldn't help but marvel at how incredibly soothing his touch was. his presence was like a furnace, filling the room with an almost tangible heat. his body curved around yours with perfect symmetry and his arms were securely wrapped around your waist.

even though you enjoy every second of namjoon's gentle affections, the growing warmth ultimately became too much for your groggy state. whining softly from a mixture of discomfort and longing for more unencumbered intimacy, you shift restlessly in his embrace.

namjoon's sudden silence takes you by surprise. he pulls away slightly – just enough to gauge your reaction – and looks at you with eyes full of hurt and confusion. "after all that time i spent away on tour," he says defensively, sulking as he frowns at the sight of the distance between you two, "you're really going to reject me now?"

biting back a small grin, you turn on your side and reach out tentatively to cup his cheek gently in your hand. "no one's rejecting you," you murmur softly. "but it's just really hot in here." you couldn't help but let out a snort-laugh at his exaggerated sulkiness and reach out to affectionately tousle his unkempt hair – an action that never fails to elicit an endearing scrunching of his nose that you loved so much.

the corners of his mouth gradually curve into a smirk before he crosses his arms stubbornly across his chest. "well, if that's all it is…" he sighs theatrically, though you notice playfulness sparking in his eyes once more as he adjusts the sheets, allowing cooler air to circulate between your entwined bodies. as namjoon leans back and allows you some space, you study his familiar features – the sincerity in his gaze, the soft curve of his lips, all painting a picture of a man who radiated love and warmth. "there. better?"

the moment you give him a nod of approval, namjoon smiles warmly and pulls you back into his embrace. this time, with the sheets adjusted, it's much more comfortable. as your bodies meld back together, you intertwine your legs with his, pulling him as close as possible.

slowly, almost hesitantly, you lift your head to meet his gaze, and time seems to pause just before your lips touch.

your eyes flutter shut as your noses brush against one another, and the gentle pressure of his mouth against yours is like a taste of heaven. the kiss begins tenderly, understated but full of emotions that words could never express. it deepens gradually as the fire within both of you ignites; namjoon threads his fingers through your hair with a firm yet delicate grip, pulling you closer and making the intensity of the kiss grow.

a soft sigh escapes from between your lips as namjoon's large, warm hands find all the spots that make your pulse race – stroking along the curve of your hip, dipping into the small of your back, and brushing the sensitive skin at the nape of your neck. every touch leaves a trail of fire in its wake, spreading goosebumps across your skin like wildfire. soon enough, the sweet passion between you escalates – a subtle ache surging through your body as you feel his length harden against your thigh. the weighty evidence of his desire only serves to coax a quiet moan from you in response. namjoon himself is hardly silent, which is something you never get tired of. the sounds he produces are like music to your ears – first soft sighs and ragged breaths escalating to eager gasps and throaty moans. you can't deny how much they turn you on; there's just something primal about hearing his desire so plainly laid bare in the sounds he makes that it sends shivers down your spine and straight to your core.

his exploring hands drift lower until they reach the waistband of your panties. with a teasingly slow motion, his fingers slip beneath the fabric, gradually daring to venture further. his touch is featherlight, teasingly gentle as he traces your folds.

a soft gasp escapes your lips as his fingertips make contact with your slick arousal. his touch is both tender and firm, his fingers tracing maddeningly slow circles around your clit. namjoon's touch is a delicate dance, his fingers caressing and exploring, mapping out the contours of your most sensitive areas. he pays attention to every subtle reaction, his touch adjusting and intensifying with each trembling breath and hitched moan that spills from your lips. with each revolution, he applies just enough pressure to drive you to the edge, only to pull back and leave you yearning for more.

"does that feel good? tell me, baby," namjoon whispers softly but demanding into your ear. his deep voice reverberates through your trembling body.

the overwhelming pleasure clouds your thoughts, making it difficult to string together coherent words. despite this challenge, you manage to breathe out through a lust-induced haze: "yes… yes, namjoon. fuck, so good." your hand instinctively reaches for his arm—fingers digging into his skin as if driven by primal force—to anchor yourself in the present moment. just as you feel yourself teetering on the precipice, he somehow senses your impending release and withdraws his hand, leaving you gasping for more.

wide-eyed, you meet namjoon's gaze, your desire mirrored in his darkened eyes. wordlessly, namjoon brings his slick, glistening fingers to your slightly parted lips. parsing the unspoken invitation immediately, you eagerly take his offered fingers between your own parted lips and indulge in taste of your arousal. your tongue swirls languidly around his digits as if drawing patterns against them—eliciting deep groans from namjoon that hint at just how much he's enjoying this interlude as much as you are.

the fleeting moment of stillness is suddenly broken as namjoon's lips forcefully collide with yours and his tongue eagerly makes its way into your mouth.

breaking the kiss, he swiftly pulls your his shirt up and over your head, his gaze fixated on your exposed breasts, your nipples tantalizingly perked from the cool air. namjoon's lips trail a scorching path down your body, hands squeezing your breasts while his lips leave a trail of wet kisses and nips. with every inch he traverses, the heat between your thighs intensifies, aching for his touch. with a flick of his fingers, he effortlessly removes your panties, discarding them carelessly on the floor. his hands guide your thighs apart, and he settles himself between them, his breath hot against your sensitive flesh.

with a slow, deliberate motion, his tongue emerges from between his lips, wetting them in a teasing display as his gaze locks with yours. then, his tongue ventures forward, delicately tracing along the folds. he explores your entrance, his tongue circling the perimeter, before plunging deep inside you, eliciting a moan of pleasure that echoes through the room.

"namjoon—," you gasp, your fingers instinctively tangling in his hair, urging him to continue. your fingers curl in the sheets as his tongue ventures deeper. namjoon manipulates his probing tongue expertly—flicking, swirling, occasionally letting it linger—masterfully alternating between subtle grazes and intense pressure as if he's attuned to the rhythm of your pleasure. his ministrations are both a slow, torturous tease and an intense rush of ecstasy.

"p-please, namjoon," you mewl. you writhe beneath him, your hips instinctively rising to meet his mouth, seeking more. namjoon's hands grip your thighs, holding you in place as he continues his relentless assault on your senses. he knows your body so well, every secret spot and hidden desire, and he uses that knowledge to drive you closer to the edge.

with every stroke of his tongue, he brings you to the brink of climax, only to ease back and prolong the pleasure. he teases your entrance again, his tongue dipping inside briefly before returning to the swirling motions on your clit. the sensation is maddening, a delicious torment that pushes you to the edge of sanity.

incoherent babbling spills from your lips, fragmented words and moans blending together in a symphony of pleasure.

in a moment of lucidity amidst the dizzying sensations flooding your body, you manage to whimper out a plea to namjoon: "wait… please wait. i-i don't want to come just yet." confused by your request and with a glistening trail of your arousal lingering on his chin and nose, he gazes up at you with questioning eyes as he continues to grip your thighs firmly in place.

"i want… i need…," your voice quavers with an overwhelming mixture of emotions as you confess, "i want you inside of me."

namjoon's eyes widen for a second before a grin spreads across his face. a deep chuckle escapes him at your admission; the sound reverberates through you like waves in a calm sea. maintaining eye contact with you, he offers a teasing reply: "now who said that i couldn't give my baby multiple orgasms?" his fingers leave gentle trails on the inside of your thigh, embodying an ironic innocence given the serious and sinful nature of his words.

consciously ensuring that he remains at that tantalizing edge and not allowing you the full release just yet, he plants tender yet frustratingly sweet wet kisses on the delicate skin of your inner thighs along the path to your glistening core. it takes all of your willpower not to squirm under his touch, your body yearning for the climax that he holds just out of reach.

"joon," you whine, the sound escaping your lips in a breathy plea. you bite your lip and paw at the sheets, your fingers curling and releasing in a desperate attempt to find some semblance of control. his chuckle deepens while a sly grin unfolds upon his lips, clearly enjoying the effect he holds over you.

as you teeter on the brink once more, he lowers his head again, his lips latching around your swollen clit. the moment his tongue intensifies its assault, sucking gently and lapping at your sensitive bud, your entire being trembles with pleasure. the sensations wash over you in waves, igniting a delicious ache deep within your core.

but namjoon isn't satisfied with just his mouth. his hand slides between your parted thighs, his finger poised at your entrance. slowly, he eases his finger inside, the slick warmth of your walls enveloping him. as he plunges his finger deeper, a moan escapes your lips, your body arching instinctively toward him.

his finger curls inside you, expertly stroking against your velvety walls, searching for that perfect spot that will drive you wild. his tongue never ceases its fervent assault on your clit, alternating between delicate flicks and firm, relentless licks. the combined sensations send electric jolts of pleasure coursing through your body, coiling your muscles tighter and tighter.

your breathing becomes erratic, your moans growing louder and more urgent. the intensity builds within you, threatening to burst free at any moment.

with one final, tantalizing swirl of his tongue and a perfectly timed curl of his finger, he sends you hurtling over the edge. a strangled cry escapes your throat, your body convulsing in the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm.

namjoon, ever attentive, watches you intently, his eyes filled with a mix of awe and desire. he revels in the sight before him, your body quivering with pleasure, your eyebrows drawn together and your lips parted as you pant in ecstasy. the raw, uninhibited beauty of the moment leaves him momentarily breathless.

as the last remnants of your climax ripple through your body, leaving you trembling and breathless, namjoon slowly withdraws his finger and eases himself up, a triumphant and satisfied smile gracing his lips. crawling back up your trembling body, namjoon captures your lips in a searing kiss, feeling the taste of your arousal.

as your body gradually starts to settle, namjoon gently pulls away from the kiss, gazing upon your face with tender concern. he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand before planting a soft peck against your forehead, as if attempting to smooth out the slight creases that formed. his eyes twinkle with warmth as he lets out a breathy chuckle before asking, "okay?"

you hum in response to his question. "want more, though." as your gaze drifts downward, you can't help but notice the unmistakable bulge straining against the fabric of namjoon's shorts. a smile plays on your lips as you lower your hand, deliberately palming him through the material.

namjoon inhales sharply, his eyes widening with surprise. a low groan escapes his lips as he leans into your touch, his hips involuntarily rocking against your hand.

encouraged by his reaction, you slip your hands beneath the waistband of his shorts and underneath the soft fabric of his boxers. you skillfully lower the fabric, throwing it haphazardly to the floor, exposing his throbbing shaft to your hungry gaze. namjoon's length stands proudly with a bead of glistening pre-cum adorning its tip. the warmth of his skin greets your touch, your fingers wrapping around his length. a sharp intake of breath escapes namjoon's lips as your hand starts to stroke him, your grip firm yet gentle.

his eyes flutter closed, his head tilting back slightly as a low groan escapes his parted lips.

moans escape both of you as he aligns himself with your entrance, slowly pushing inside. you gasp at the delicious stretch, feeling him bottom out within you, his size filling you completely. whimpering his name, you cling to him desperately, the world around you fading into blissful oblivion.

hungering for more closeness, your lips meet namjoon's in a feverish kiss. breathless moans fill the room as both of you lose yourselves to the passionate embrace. fingers entwined in one another's hair, needing and wanting more; it's impossible to tell where one of you begins and the other ends.

"fucking love you," namjoon breathlessly murmurs between heated gasps for air, punctuating each word in rhythm with every powerful thrust of his hips. "i've wanted this…wanted you, for so long."

with each calculated movement, namjoon hits that specific spot within you that makes your vision blur with pleasure, the sensations sending bright, dazzling specks of light dancing before your eyes. the intensity of it all causes tears to prick at the corners of your eyes as you cry out involuntarily.

unable to hold back any longer, you finally respond to namjoon's confession, raw emotion coursing through every last syllable that leaves your mouth as the words tumble out. "love you too, baby. so, so much," you whisper, breathless and in awe.

as if spurred on by your response, namjoon reacts by tightening his grip around your legs. he lifts them gently and wraps them securely around his waist before steadily increasing the force of his thrusts. he firmly pins your arms above your head, weaving his fingers delicately through yours. this change in angle allows him to penetrate even deeper, intensifying the sensations that ripple through your core.

your eyes flutter shut in the midst of overwhelming pleasure, but namjoon's voice, thick with desire, draws you back from the brink.

"look at me, baby," he coos, his voice dripping with desire.

his intense gaze pulls you back from the abyss of pleasure, and you obediently open your eyes, meeting his hungry stare. "there we go. so beautiful like this," he murmurs, "so responsive, so eager for me."

effortlessly, his hand slides between your entwined bodies, fingers deftly seeking out your swollen clit. moving with unhurried precision, he delicately traces circles around the ultra-sensitive nub with the pads of his fingers while planting a trail of warm, wet kisses along the curve of your neck. your other intertwined hand is still clasped tightly together, fingers turning white from your vice-like grip.

as if namjoon knows exactly what buttons to push to get a reaction out of you, he continues to speak. whispering dirty words of encouragement and praise that only serve to drive you closer to that coveted edge. his voice is smooth as velvet but dripping with sin as he urges you on, "that's it, baby." he gauges how close you are when he asks with a breathy tone in his voice, "you're so close, aren't you? you going to come for me?"

in response, you nod furiously between shallow breaths and bite down on your lip to stifle a moan – the sheer amount of pleasure makes speaking almost impossible at this point. without any conscious decision on your part, your hips begin to buck against him. in tandem with his deep thrusts and precise movements against your clit, a cascade of moans and whimpers escape both of your lips. you can feel the familiar coil of release tightening within you, ready to unravel.

and with a final thrust and swirl of namjoon's fingers, you cry out his name as your walls clench around him, pulling him deeper. namjoon's body tenses, and a deep, guttural moan rips from his throat. in that moment, you feel his release, warm and pulsing, painting your insides.

then stillness.

the room fills with deep breaths and the warmth emanating from your connected bodies. namjoon collapses onto you and immediately buries his face into the crook of your neck, his chest heaving with exertion.

you become aware once more of the sensations around you: the smell of sweat and cologne that fill your nostrils and the sounds of punctuated breaths intermingling in the quiet air. your limbs still wrapped securely around him—arms encircling his shoulder blades like a hug while legs retain their position firm around his waist—you bask in the shared afterglow.

heavy breaths mingle, and your heartbeats gradually slow, bringing you back to the reality of the room.

after a moment, you feel the rise and fall of his chest against your skin as he lifts his head to look at you. his eyes soften as they meet yours, and he can't help but smile as he breathes out a simple "hi."

you can't help but shyly giggle at the simple greeting, feeling a wave of love for this man wash over you as you reply with a matching, "hi."

he brings his lips down to place a soft kiss on your forehead, your nose, and then finally your lips - each touch impossibly gentle in contrast to what had transpired moments prior.

"when did you get back? i didn't even hear you come in."

namjoon grins before explaining, "the company van dropped me off around 4 am. i didn't want to wake you." feigning annoyance but unable to suppress your grin, you reply with a teasing tone, "well, you should have."

eventually, namjoon gathers enough strength to carefully withdraw from you. once free from your embrace, he pushes himself up off the bed and strides across the room. your gaze falls upon his strong naked back – toned muscles rippling and glistening with beads of perspiration. you feel your face rush with warmth as your eyes hungrily trace his form, leaving your heart racing even more than before.

he returns promptly with a warm damp towel slung across his shoulder, a water bottle, and fresh sheets.

with gentle hands, he begins to clean you up as you take turns having sips of water. the soothing touch of the fabric against your skin elicits a contented sigh from your lips. thanking him as he finishes cleaning you, namjoon suggests, "you should go to the bathroom while i change the sheets, love." you pout and let out a playful whine, feeling too comfortable to move.

he shoots you a skeptical eyebrow lift as if daring you to contradict him further but conceding to your unwillingness to move, begins to reach around you, determined to carry you to the bathroom despite your resistance. upon his first touch, a sudden surge of laughter and half-hearted protest arises, and you squeal in response to his intentions. "i can go by myself!" you manage between bubbles of laughter.

with a playful swat to your naked behind, namjoon pulls back and encourages you onward. you wobble slightly under his touch, as the surprising sensation momentarily sets your legs off balance. namjoon laughs at your reaction, rushing forward to catch you before you stumble further.

"careful there," he teases with a glint in his eye, his hands firmly supporting you. you shoot him a playful glare in response.

"you think this is funny?" you retort, feigning seriousness as a giggle betrays your attempted facade. "you're definitely going to pay for that."

namjoon kisses your temple lovingly. "i look forward to it."

once you reach the bathroom, namjoon steadies you and places another tender kiss on your forehead before retreating to change the sheets. you take a moment to pee and freshen up before making your way back to the bedroom. the sound of crisp linen being smoothed over the mattress drifts through the slightly ajar door.

as you enter, you find namjoon diligently finishing up with the fresh sheets. his naked form is a sight to behold, causing a faint flutter in the pit of your stomach.

namjoon turns to you, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you returning. "all done," he says, a hint of satisfaction in his voice.

you playfully stick out your tongue. "you're so efficient," you remark, earning a chuckle from namjoon.

once you're settled back into the soft embrace of fresh sheets, namjoon joins you, wrapping his arms around you protectively.

lying down next to each other in the scented sheets, you both turn to face one another, allowing your eyes to lock on each other's.

namjoon brushes a strand of hair away from your face, studying its texture between his fingertips before leaning in to press a gentle kiss against your lips. it's slow and tender before it gradually begins building into something more passionate and fiery.

he breaks the kiss momentarily, resting his forehead against yours as both of you pause to catch your breaths. "so how are we planning on making me pay?"

a grin spreads across your face as your hands glide downwards toward his torso playfully. "well," you muse innocently at first with slight mischief coloring your tone, "there are always massages if we want to take things slow." you let silence briefly fill space between your words before adding with a sly grin: "but i think we can be more creative than that – don't you agree?"

namjoon's laughter rings through the room. "i'm always up for a little creativity."

feeling a slight shiver run down your spine due to a mix of exhaustion and slowly cooling sweat, you realize just how spent you truly are. however, the warmth of namjoon's embrace keeps the chill at bay and provides a sense of security that envelops you like a protective blanket. as if sensing your need for further comfort, he pulls the sheets up and around the two of you, the soft fabric cocooning your sated bodies.

as you lay there nestled against him, namjoon guides your head to rest on his chest – your ear pressed against his warm skin, allowing you to hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. his arm remains draped protectively around you, while he gently traces soothing patterns with his fingertips over your exposed back and shoulders, massaging away any lingering tension. feeling your eyelids grow heavy with sleep, you fight to keep them open. however, namjoon reassures you with a soft whisper.

"go ahead and sleep, my love. i'll be right here when you wake up."

🕸️ ₊ ˖ ་. “Cry for me” - Kinktober Day 17

paring: producer!namjoon x vocalist!fem!reader

genre: smut

tags/warnings: dacryphilia, explicit language, creampies, recording with consent (a song), praise and slight degradation, fat dick joonie, makes reader cry once and wants to do it again, pet names and degrading ones alike, some exhibitionist undertones (like the other post lol), readers pussy is wet just like her face ☹️ joon is so cute

synopsis: namjoon needs to add a special touch to his song

word count: 1k

you and namjoon really tried to keep business and pleasure different. you both realized the greatness of mixing the two though after namjoon’s mind was dazed, only thoughts of making a mess out of you filled his head. he didn’t think this simple favor would lead to him being buried in you with your clammy hands sliding down the glass for support. coughs and tears croaked out of you as you remembered exactly how namjoon asked you for this favor. you had recorded background vocals and ad libs for namjoon and the boys many times, the cut of the check was pretty nice too. so you were used to when they’d hit you up, especially namjoon who practically lived in his studio and needed samples of your voice frequently. this favor he was asking for was a strange one though. “can you cry for me?” his alluring, deep voice making you sit up at the strange words he just asked. cry for him? well that wasn’t what he usually needed from you.

“huh? you said cry?” your eyebrows furrowed. “that’s not nice joon.”

“it’s for a song i’m working on, i need it done by tomorrow. so yes or no?”

“what are you trying to make an edgy breakup song?”

“you could say that.” that’s how you found yourself in the recording booth, headphones over your ears as you tried pushing out fake tears. you looked pathetic trying to do something so stupid. namjoon sighed, seeing that you weren’t taking this seriously and realizing this process was going to be a lot longer than he wanted it to. he pressed down on the button to speak to you, wanting to burst into laughter at the face you were giving him. “why are you looking at me like that? i just need a clip of it.” he let out another laugh.

“i can’t just cry on command. i don’t have a reason to cry namjoon.” you glared at him through the glass trying to figure out why he thought you could do this naturally.

“how about i give you one then?”

and so, your salty, tear stained face was pressed into the glass after that, wet panties dragged down your thighs while he plunged that thick, meaty cock between your pussy lips. his large hand covered your head, keeping you grounded against the glass as your cries sounded throughout the studio. being split open with makeup mixed tears, your body went limp when you couldn’t take it anymore. “needed something to cry about? cry about this dick then sweetheart. wanna hear you.” your whimpers weren’t enough for him. he wanted you sobbing and blabbering. so he pushed in further, hitting your womb and turning your pussy to mush. he knew this was for a project, but he wanted to see you like this more. “always wanted this pussy, knew you felt warm like this– uhh–fuck.”

“joonie,” you sniffled out, eyes puffy and red from how relentless he was being when it came to your body. drool inched from the corners of your mouth while you went on a rampage of fucked out, rambled sentences he didn’t try understanding. instead he made those sentences more incoherent, lifting your legs slightly so that you were mid air being destroyed by his cock. he was chasing those pretty tears now, eyes never leaving your face and completely forgetting the reason why he wanted you to shed tears for him. fucking his prissy little background vocalist wasn’t on his list today but he was happy he could squeeze in the time. “joonie ahh– ahhh ‘m so wet, ‘s–so wet for this dick fuck!”

“yeah baby girl, who’s making you cry on this dick?”

“you joonie!” you looked back at him, black mascara stained cheeks bringing out all of those slutty features. your tears were making him grow inside you, if he knew you’d look like a goddess while crying for him he’d have been much meaner in the past. he was desperate to see what else could have you crying like a destitute slut.

“look at you,” namjoon pulled you up by your throat. he made you face the transparent glass now, making you look at how your tears were smudged up on the glass along with your faint reflection. “look at my fucked out crybaby. fuckin’ sexy ass.” he grabbed your ass, smack after smack landing on you while you threw it back on his dick, pushing that tight pussy on him so he was balls deep inside of you. you didn’t know if you were sobbing because of the stretch or because you desperately needed more. “gonna make my song go platinum with these cries sweetheart.” he wanted everyone to hear how hard you cried over him, maybe he’d add the squelch of your soaked hole for more affect too. “shit– you getting tighter or you cumming on my dick?”

he got his answer when relief washed over you, finally being able to nut right on his cock. namjoon buried himself inside, filling you up and mixing your mess. your hole leaked out onto the floor, trickling and dripping out of you like a waterfall. “so pretty, leaking with my kids, just like those tears leaking from your eyes darling.”

“did i do good joon? can i hear?” this was always the best part, listening to joon tweak and revise your sounds. you couldn’t wait to watch him play around with those beautiful moans and mewls. you took it easy when lifting your body from the glass you were pressed into. you pulled your panties up to prevent yourself from spilling even more and quickly followed joon over to listen with him. his expression fell when he realized the record symbol wasn’t a play symbol. “namjoon.”

he gave you that innocent golden retriever smile. “shit. guess i forgot to press record.” he laughed and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, all while his eyes narrowed lustfully at you. “session two?”

“i’m going to fucking kill you.” you grumbled, fingers hooking around your flimsy panties again and slipping the cum stained fabric back down your thighs.

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all mine | jjk (m)

summary - after a heated argument in the car, jungkook makes sure to set you straight in the only way he knows how.

pairing - jungkook x (f) reader

genre - smut/minor angst, established relationship

word count - 1.5k

song inspo - all mine by brent faiyaz (but also seven cause FUCKKKKKKK)

warnings - jealousy and misunderstandings, lowkey sexual harassment (not from jk ofc), explicit language (especially calling kook out his name 🫣), angry car sex, daddy kink, unprotected sex (yes yes bad we know), creampie, reader says sorry while she gets fucked and jk like doesn’t care 😭, they love each other a lot still

a/n - heard the explicit ver of seven and my jaw dropped and pussy started throbbing and this is the result of that :)

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Jungkook is having the worst possible time right now. When he came home from the studio this evening, he fully expected to see you laid out on the couch watching some random show in those tiny little pajamas he likes. He’d forget all his stress and the minor headache he’s had for the past hour and squeeze, and kiss, and touch his pretty girl to his heart’s content. He did not account for the fact that you’d be slipping into a form-fitting dress and fussing over how long it would take to do your hair and makeup.

“Um…where are you going?” he asks with a raised brow. “To the company dinner I told you about, remember? I told you about it before you left.” Jungkook does not in fact remember. How could he when his dick was stuffed down your throat and his eyes were rolled to the back of his head? But that was earlier, and this is now.

“Oh. Should I like, change or..” he trails off. In all honesty, he really didn’t want to go, he knows if he said as much you’d be completely fine with him staying home, the problem is he doesn’t want you to go either. You look over at him and see his cute little pout. You had a feeling he'd act this way, he had a tendency to be needy for your presence. You always found it endearing though, he was like a clingy puppy at times.

“Yes baby, wear something nice please, it's business casual but you know I can't pass up an opportunity to get dolled up,” you wink. He sighs wistfully and goes into your shared closet to find an acceptable dress shirt. Since your dress is gray he felt it was only right to wear a gray shirt with a black blazer overtop and some freshly pressed black slacks. You always call him corny when he tries to coordinate his outfits with yours but he knows you secretly love it. All he can do is hope the dinner is short so he can end the night with both of you fucked out in bed.

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He really tried to have a good time, honestly. You seemed to be making it very hard for him, however (both literally and figuratively). He couldn’t seem to stop staring at how good you looked in your dress, the way his hands itched to caress your curves drove him insane. And not to mention how everytime you’d politely laugh at whatever your coworker was saying, your boobs would jiggle like they were purposely trying to taunt him. If Jungkook had his way, he would’ve taken you in the restaurant bathroom by now, but he promised before you two left to be good. But you just make it so, so hard for him.

“_____? Oh my god, how are you? I haven’t seen you in ages!” You turn to see the source of the familiar voice only to find an old friend from high school. “Chris? Holy shit I didn’t know you worked here! I’m good, it feels like we haven’t talked in forever,” you say cheerily. Jungkook slightly furrows his brow, Chris? You never mentioned a Chris before. As he watched the two of you catch up, he couldn’t help but notice the dark look in Chris’ eye. The way he seemed to look down at your breasts and ass more than he did your eyes. He knew exactly what that look meant, and he had no intention of watching him continue on with it. What especially irritated him was how naive you seemed to be to it. How could you not see that Chris wasn’t listening to a word you said? But the last straw was seeing him lean in for a hug and watching his hands slowly but surely make their way to your lower back, dangerously close to your ass.

“Ok that’s enough,” Jungkook said gruffly. He tugged you out of his arms and swiftly pulled you along out of the restaurant. “Jungkook what the fuck?” You were honestly surprised he was handling you like this, who the fuck does he think he is to be gripping on your arm like you’re some kind of bad child?

“Get in the car,” he says sternly. He must’ve lost his damn mind. “Excuse me?” Where was this coming from? Just a second ago he seemed fine, why is he acting so pissy all of a sudden? “What the fuck is your problem Jungkook? What are you so mad about?” you ask desperately. He says nothing as he opens the passenger’s door and waits for you to get in. You scoff and sit down, rolling your eyes while doing so. He always hated when you rolled your eyes at him, and frankly, it was pissing him off even more. But it’s ok. He knows how to get that little bratty attitude you had to go away.

He gets into his seat and takes a deep breath. “So. You and Chris seem close huh,” he says calmly. You raise a brow and look at him with utter confusion. “Uh no, not really. I haven’t talked to him since I graduated,” you reply. He gives a huff of laughter and shakes his head. “Then why exactly was he giving you ‘fuck me’ eyes baby?” Realistically he knows he’s being overdramatic. Chris was obviously being a creep and you just so happened to be the person he set his eyes on. But Jungkook’s been annoyed the whole night, and it seemed like this was the catalyst for his patience.

“How should I know? It’s not like I was purposely trying to seduce him!” you say exasperatedly. This is ridiculous! Does he think you wanted to make him jealous or something? For what? He was making zero sense right now, and all it was doing was making you angry.

You two went back and forth for what couldn’t be more than 10 minutes before saying something you knew you should’ve never said. “Fuck Jungkook, why are you being such a little bitch right now,” you exclaim, annoyed. His eyes widen slightly before his entire face hardens. You’ve never seen him look so serious. “Come here.” He leans his seat back slightly and looks at you expectantly. “Baby I-“ “I wasn’t asking,” he interrupts. You’re so fucked.

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“Fuu-uu-uuuck m’ sorry! M’ so sorry!” you cry out into the steadily rocking car. Jungkook grips your hips tight as he pulls you up and down on his fat dick. “Sorry? Oh, but I thought I was a bitch? What happened baby?” he grunts. This is exactly what he needed. He's been pent up ever since he got home and he needed to pound into this tight cunt to relieve all this pent-up stress he’s been feeling.

“N-no! Didn’t mean it I promise daddy, promise!” Your eyes start to roll to the back of your head. You’re so fucking close. He’s hitting your g-spot with precision, angling his hips in just the right way to take you over the edge. His big, strong hands move down to your behind and grab each globe. He holds you still and pistons into you with an ever-growing speed.

“Don’t give this pussy to anyone else, do you hear me? he pants as he throws his head back in ecstasy. “Whose pussy is this?” he questions. “It’s yours, daddy! Yours yours yours, no one else’s!” you moan out. His moans start raising in pitch as he works his throbbing length in and out of you. Your wetness staining his dress pants and his seat. “Uhhhh fuckkk I’m almost there princess I’m right there hold on baby,” he babbles.

You bring your hands to the back of his neck to lift his head to yours, making sure those pretty doe eyes of his look directly into yours. “C'mon, daddy. Cum in your pussy,” you say seductively. His eyes shut tightly as he lets out a loud whine. His hips still and press into you as deep as your walls will allow him as he paints them white. Feeling his warmth overflow from inside of you triggers your orgasm right away, you tuck your head into his neck as you sob and shake.

Jungkook wraps his arms around you and kisses your head repeatedly as you both breathe heavily and try to bring yourselves down from the intense moment. He squeezes you into his arms as if you’ll disappear if he doesn’t have a strong hold on you. His kisses go down to your face where he peppers them all over your cheeks and lips, whispering how much he loves you and how good you were for him.

“I love you so much ____ please don’t ever leave me,” he whimpers into your mouth. You pull away and look at him incredulously. “Baby…why would I leave you?” you ask softly. “I just…I don't know. I guess I got a little insecure back at the restaurant. I know it's stupid but, for a second it really seemed like I was losing you.” he explains sadly. You frown and give him a long, heartfelt kiss. “Koo baby, I don't even think about anyone else when I have you. You're all I need.” He blushes and grants you his precious bunny smile.

“My big jealous baby, you know I love you.” ♡

Themes: having sex in front of the members, maknae line fucking mc, hyung line watching, free use mc, poly sexual relationship, mc loving it, riding, anal, double penetration, casual/not weird to have sex in front of others vibe, breastplay and breast sucking, rubbing off

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You were such a lucky girl to live with seven guys who loved sex as much as you do.

You and the boys were watching a movie tonight, you were on Jungkook’s lap while Jimin was sitting next to him and Yoongi was in front of you. Taehyung was on the other sofa with Namjoon and Hoseok. Seokjin was still in the kitchen cooking dinner for all of you, but he had come out to say chat and keep up with the movie every once in a while too.

It was Friday night, so it wasn't like anyone had anything better to be doing than staying home and watching movies.

A shiver ran through your body as you lowered yourself on Jungkook’s cock, moaning softly as he began to thrust inside of you. "I love being fucked," You breathed, arching your back. "So good, Kookie.”

"Yeah?" Jungkook murmured, kissing your neck. He gripped your waist tightly as he rocked his hips into yours, sliding himself deeper into your wet pussy.

"Mm." You moaned again, biting down on your bottom lip. His cock felt so good against your walls and you wanted nothing more than to wrap yourself around him and let the pleasure take over.

The protagonist shrieked as she came eye to eye with the monster that had been torturing her friend, and all of you tensed you as the movie became more scary.

Except, instead of getting scared, you were very turned on and Jungkook's rough movements only intensified that. Jimin’s hand rested on top of your thigh before he lightly squeezed into it, and you smiled at him as you continued bouncing on Jungkook. It felt so good to have someone else touching you when you were fucking Jungkook, it made you feel even hotter and hornier.

“Is he fucking you good?” Yoongi asked from the couch, voice hushed and low.

“Yes.” You moaned. "He is."

"I bet he is," Jimin said. "You look like you’re enjoying it." He commented with a chuckle, before leaning in and pressing his lips against yours.

Your heart started to race, and you moaned against his mouth as he kissed you. The kiss went on for several seconds as you continued to ride Jungkook. Your legs shook slightly as Jimin pulled away from your lips, and you let out a shaky breath.

Your hand traveled over Jimin’s thigh, until you reached his crotch. You pressed your hand against his bulge, and noticed he was already getting hard.

"Wanna join us?" You whispered, letting your hand slip between Jimin’s thighs.

“Yes.” Jimin groaned. "Fuck yes.”

His words excited you even more, and you moved your fingers along his shaft. You could tell by the way his breathing grew heavier and his face flushed that he was just as aroused as you were. He pulled his sweatpants and boxers down, revealing his erection. He was thick, and smooth, and your fingers wrapped around his cock as you started rubbing him.

Jimin let out soft, needy whimpers, which you loved, hearing how much he needed you. His hand slipped under your shirt, and he fondled your breasts as you continued jerking him off.

Jungkook grunted loudly then, and you looked over at him. He looked so happy, and his eyes were closed, his head tilted back as he fucked into your tight body.

“Look at you, does it feel good?” Namjoon suddenly appeared next to you, his hands sliding across your shoulders as he lovingly massaged you.

“Yes, it feels amazing.” You moaned, letting your head fall back as Namjoon continued to touch you.

His hands slid down your sides, before he gripped onto your shirt and pulled it over your head, revealing your nude body. He grinned, taking a moment to admire you before his eyes landed on Jungkook. “Good job, kookie. You’re really grown now, huh?” He ruffled his hair before he stepped away and walked back to the couch.

“I want your cock in my mouth.” You told Jimin.

Jimin smirked. "Okay." He stood up, and then allowed his sweatpants to drop down his knees, the others not really caring, before he led positioned himself in front of you. He pushed his way inside your mouth, and you moaned around his cock.

"She's good at this." Namjoon praised you.

“Isn’t she?” Yoongi agreed.

Your head bobbed back and forth, sucking Jimin off as he rocked his hips into your mouth. The tip hit the back of your throat, and he grabbed onto your cheeks as he thrust his cock into your mouth.

“Let Jimin fuck her too, Jungkook. You had her for way too long.” Namjoon suggested, and Jungkook growled, but didn't protest. He eased himself down on the couch and lifted you off of him.

Jimin got on the sofa and laid down, grabbing onto your hips as he began pumping his dick into your ass. He was big, and hot, and filled you up wonderfully. You moaned, resting your head back against his shoulders, as he pounded you harder. His pelvis slapped against your own, and each time he slammed forward, you felt his cock hit deep within you, making you whimper.

“Yes, babygirl, my cock feels so tight in your ass.” Jimin rasped, gripping onto your hips tightly.

“Ugh...mmn..." You moaned, unable to breathe. Your ass stung, but it was also so good, the way he stretched you out and made your insides burn with pleasure.

Jungkook pleased himself as he watched you get fucked by Jimin. His gaze was heavy, and he looked almost dazed. He stroked himself slowly, and you could see his hand shake.

Taehyung stood from the sofa and plopped himself down on the sofa you and Jimin were fucking on. He leaned against the armrests, watching as Jimin fucked you. His eyes wandered, stopping occasionally to admire your tits. When his eyes finally landed on you, he licked his lips. Watching his best friend fuck you turned him on, and he couldn't help himself. He pulled his boxers down, and his cock sprung free, throbbing and hard. Taehyung then scooted closer to the two of you, and he positioned himself above you.

"Fuck, I need you too." You whispered, watching as Taehyung prepared you by sliding his tip over your folds. His cock nudged against your entrance, and he rubbed the head around your slick opening, making your hips buck.

“Fuck!” You gasped, feeling him stretching your inner walls as he pushed himself into you inch by inch. His cock was big, and it took a lot of effort to allow his length inside of you, but eventually he was buried to the hilt. You panted, shuddering at how stuffed you felt.

“Mm, I can feel how tight you are.” Taehyung groaned, rocking his hips back and forth as he fucked you.

Jungkook now joined by your side, kissing your left breast as his hand cupped your other. You moaned as you enjoyed their attention, your muscles tightening around both men as they began to move. They bounced against you with each thrust, riding your body back and forth as they pleasured themselves.

Jungkook wrapped his lips around your nipple, sucking on it gently as he played with your breasts, and you rewarded him by stroking his cock as he sucked on your breast, his eyes closed as he visibly relaxed, lost in the moment as he just enjoyed you.

Taehyung sped up his pace, and you bit your bottom lip. You loved having two cocks inside of you at once, and it felt so good knowing that you were pleasing them both, and could still please Jungkook as you simply laid there getting fucked. Their moans echoed off the walls as they fucked you, with the tv sounds still blaring in the background.

“So beautiful.” Hoseok whistled, his arms resting on the backrest as he watched you get fucked. In his hand, he held his phone, snapping some videos of you to keep.

You felt a tear run down your cheek as the pleasure was becoming almost too good to handle. You lifted your head and looked over at Hoseok, who smiled back at you. He leaned in and kissed you tenderly, and you soon felt the warmth of his tongue in your mouth, tangling with yours. The kiss lasted for several seconds before he pulled away and leaned back.

Seokjin now walked out of the kitchen, holding a spoon and making his way towards you. He sat down on the edge of the sofa, and watched as the two men kept fucking you.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Seokjin asked, smiling sweetly.

You nodded.

“You look like you’re having a lot of fun.” He leaned in and kissed you on the forehead, before bringing the spoon to your mouth. You opened wide, allowing him to feed you, and he slid the spoonful of sauce into your mouth.

“What do you think? Does it taste good?” Seokjin asked, pulling the spoon back.

You hummed, “Yes, it’s good..” You shivered as you felt Jungkook’s tongue flicking against your nipple as he kneaded your other breast rougher. You moaned, closing your eyes as you enjoyed the sensation.

Content with your answer, the chef of the home returned to the kitchen. “Dinner is done in ten minutes.” He called out.

Jimin groaned. "No, we're not ready yet." He could feel himself get closer to his limit.

Yoongi chuckled. "Take your time. We'll eat later if we need to, or she can have her dinner while getting fucked.”

Your body melted when you felt Taehyung and Jimin change their rhythm; Taehyung sliding in when Jimin slid out, and vice versa, and they slowed down their pace, making you feel every inch of their cocks. Your legs shook and trembled, and you could feel your orgasm approaching.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop…” You whispered, your eyes rolling back as your head fell back on Jimin's shoulder, your mouth unable to shut as drool dripped down your chin.

Both men kept moving, one pumping his dick into your pussy and the other into your ass, and they did so until your body tensed up, and your toes curled.

“She loves it so much.” Taehyung said with gritted teeth as he tried to hold himself back from cumming.

“We love it too, baby.” Jimin moaned softly.

You squeezed your eyes tight, the room starting to spin around you. You could only take so much, and your body couldn't handle it anymore. But you didn’t wanted to stop. You wanted to be fucked to your limits, and then some.

Your eyes shot open when you felt someone pressing against your clit. It was Yoongi, and you moaned as he teased your sensitive nub. He rubbed his thumb over your clit, before he worked his fingers between your legs. He then slid a finger into you, and you moaned louder as he began to stroke your g-spot.

Everyone was gathered around you, even Seokjin. The older boys were staring at you, circling around you, while the younger two were fucking you and the youngest finally came at how hard you started to squeeze his cock from the pleasure you were feeling.

Having all eyes on you, was so… unbelievably hot. You could barely stand it. And when Yoongi pushed two fingers inside of you and began to fuck you with them, you screamed; Yoongi’s fingers, Jimin stretching you, Taehyung pounding into you, and Jungkook kneading both your breasts was pushing you over the edge.

Your moans turned louder and shorter as you arched your back. Your hands clenched the cushion, and your nails dug into it as you cried out. You could feel your release coming, and you fought it the whole time. A tint of red flushed your face as tears built up in your eyes.

“Good girl…” You felt Seokjin’s fingers caress your face. “There you go, that’s right, go ahead and cum, you look amazing, mm, so hot.” He whispered, a smile on his face. While he did so, you felt an encouraging pat on your shoulder from Namjoon.

Then it happened.

You came so hard.

It was like a light switch had been flipped, and suddenly you went from being at your peak to being completely drained. Your muscles tightened up, and your body spasmed. The room around you faded, your mind blank, and everything became white.

Just as quickly as you came, you were brought back to reality as you collapsed onto the sofa. You laid there panting heavily, relishing in how good it felt. You were exhausted, but you didn't want to sleep. Not yet, you wanted to stay awake and enjoy the post-orgasmic high you were on.

After a few minutes, you opened your eyes again. You saw everyone was still there, watching you.

“So fucking hot.” Yoongi whispered.

“Isn’t she?” Namjoon agreed.

“Alright, let’s eat.” Seokjin clapped his hand together. “Jungkook, Jimin, set the table.“ He ordered them. “Get y/n her robe.” He called out to whoever felt like it.

You joined the guys at the dining table a few minutes later, laughing at their stories and chatting the night away.

Tracing Your Tattoos | jjk [coming soon]

❝i couldn’t be the perfect father then, but i can be that now.❞

summary: you never expected to reunite with the ex that broke your heart years ago when he disappeared on you during your pregnancy, but here he was in the the flesh, asking for a place to stay.

pairings: ex boyfriend!baby daddy!jungkook x f!reader

warnings: smut, angst, alcohol addiction (jungkook is a recovering alcoholic), exes to lovers, fluff, 18+, minors dni

authors note: this will be released the same month fatal attraction will be released (july). i had to write something for my baby bop and of course it’s something that’ll tug on the heartstrings. comment below if you wanna be added to the taglist!

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