Do You Have Any Good Mxtx Side Pairings/rare Pairing Fics To Rec? Im Okay With Explicit Ratings.

Do you have any good mxtx side pairings/rare pairing fics to rec? I’m okay with explicit ratings.

yes! I’m a huge multi shipper and im constantly stalking ao3 for new content so I have tons! Thank you for asking!! I’m just gonna list my favorite ones in each fandom.

mdzs:

except for when i’m missing you by t_why ; xicheng post canon slow burn (multichap - ongoing)

lovely by thefullergirl ; xicheng gentle smut with pining, body worship, aftercare, and just lots of feelings (oneshot | 7k)

these tiny hands i hold by yukacyllene ; xicheng gakuen babysitters au (oneshot | 8k)

lost to you, sunlight by eunwoozi ; cql-verse jiang yanli/wen qing (oneshot | 27k)

Song of us by Ziane ; nielan post canon slow burn with established side sangcheng (multichap - completed | 142k)

Dawdling Swallow Dive by Ziane ; sangcheng established relationship with fluff & smut (multichap - completed | 21k)

the cold read by offlight ; sangcheng modern fake dating au (oneshot | 12k)

elegy of the celestial crane by inberin ; mo xuanyu/nie huaisang but canon complaint so expect a tragic ending for this one. (multichap - completed | 44k)

a tender coldness, this sincere heart by yukacyllene ; zhuiling hanahaki au (multichap - ongoing)

I Don’t Get Paid Enough For This (But I’d Still Do It Anyway) by Quixiote ; zhuiling cardcaptor sakura au (multichap - ongoing)

scum villain:

sharp and glorious thorn by newamsterdam ; qijiu amnesia au (multichap - completed | 50k)

Secret Route Unlocked by Kyogre ; liushen fake dating canon divergence au (multichap - completed | 115k)

Black Sheep, Dirty Sheep by Bowandtie ; bingjiu time travel fix-it (multichap - completed | 84k)

A Thorn Amongst the Flowers by DrunkServal ; bingjiu forced marriage au (multichap - ongoing)

Into Exile by Sath ; qijiu on the run (multichap - ongoing)

So Familiar a Gleam by Feynite ; moshang with fairytale elements (multichap - ongoing)

tgcf:

sunflowers by iskendaris ; post canon junmei (oneshot | 18k)

Returning Earth 《天地緩緩 》 by iskendaris ; canon compliant beefleaf (multichap - ongoing)

So Says the Shapeshifter by foxflowering ; lang qianqiu/qi rong post canon (oneshot | 19k)

equal and opposite by newamsterdam ; fengqing enemies to lovers canon compliant (multichap - ongoing)

Love is like a punch to the face (it stings and lingers so well) by juurensha ; fengqing featuring truth serums and love confessions (oneshot | 11k)

Hollow Are the Dreams Where I'm Without You by Sariel (ari0aki) ; fengqing post canon slow burn (multichap - ongoing)

crossover ships:

What married people do by Shamelesscooper ; liu qingge/jiang cheng arranged marriage au (multichap - ongoing)

Omggg riding Jungkook silly!!!!

Very vocal jk with whimpersssss

If you can do this one I’d be so happy OMG!!!!

Pairing: Jungkook x f!reader

Genre: straight-up pwp babeeeeeey

Rating: 18 (language; oral sex, f. receiving; orgasm denial, slight soft dom! reader/sub!JK, leeeetle leeetle bit of cockwarming; unprotected sex)

Word count: 2836

A/N: GIRL (or DUDE or whatever else you'd prefer!!) For like, a week, after watching his camping vlog, ALL I could think about was 'damn how loud is JK when he eats pussy? I'll bet $10000 it's VERY' and then this request came in and I was like, well shit, gotta write it then. HOWEVER, IiiIIiIIIiiiIII do not feel confident about this 🤣🤣 so please be kind. but thank you so much for requesting and I really hope you enjoy it!!

Talkative

“Mm, baby... You taste so good...

“I love your perfect, little pussy...

“... God, I want it all...

“... Mmm, mine, gonna make it mine all mine...

“... You’re dripping, baby. Give me more...

“... Ah, I could do this forever...”

You could say, in some ways, that sex is like conversation; two (or more!) bodies moving with and against one another, reacting, responding, communicating.

Sex with Jungkook is a literal conversation. The man will not shut up, not even when you stick a tit in his mouth. It was enough sometimes to drive you to distraction. As he pulled his mouth from your throbbing clit for the umpteenth time, you fisted his hair and pulled him sharply backwards. His eyes met yours, wide with surprise, concern.

“Are you ok?” he asked, his mouth and chin shiny with your arousal.

“Jungkook,” you started, a little breathless and a lot unsure how to say this without hurting his feelings. “Can you please stop talking?”

He hummed a little noise of surprise, a little pout forming on his mouth.

“What?”

You pulled his face up, closer to yours and he shuffled to sit on the bed next to you.

“Jungkook, look, you are so good to me, so good, but you make it hard for me to cum when you are constantly interrupting yourself.”

He blinked and his mouth dropped open, his head tipped to the side.

“You... Do you... It’s not good when I go down on you?” His brows furrowed, his eyes shining bright with confusion, hurt.

“No! God no, no, that’s not what I mean. I like it when you go down on me, I love it, if anything it’s the fact that you’re so good at it that makes it all the more frustrating when you stop all the time to... to commentate.”

“I just want you to know how much I like it, how much I like you; I can’t help it when you taste so good – I just.. It just comes out. I’m sorry.”

His little face looked crestfallen and your heart squeezed. You placed your hands either side of his face and kissed him gently.

“I don’t want you to apologise; it’s not something you have to apologise for. I like it, ok? I like it but… I’d just… sometimes I’d like a little less of it.” You glanced around the room, scanning for inspiration somewhere, for the right words to say. “I love what your mouth can do to me and I love that you enjoy it, but I just want you to do it more, not... Talk about it. When you’re fucking me, you can talk as much as you like; you can say whatever you want when I’m going down on you; just, can you… can you not talk so much when you go down on me?”

He grinned sheepishly and you were relieved that the little heartbreak that had crossed his face had disappeared.

“Ok,” he said confidently. “If that’s what you want, I’ll try. I’ll do it.”

“I don’t want you to feel bad.”

“I don’t.”

“Are you sure?”

It was his turn to kiss you. He pressed his lips firmly against yours and couldn’t stop himself humming as if to emphasise his point.

“I don’t feel bad. I want you to feel good and if that means I have to try to not talk, then I’ll do it. Promise.”

Jungkook nodded and kissed your hand before scooting back down the bed between your legs. He pushed your legs apart and looked at you hungrily. He opened his mouth and then caught your eye; a tiny blush crept up his neck as he giggled softly.

“Get ready for the most silent pussy eating of your life,” he said, miming zipping his mouth shut and locking it.

You lay back with a soft laugh as his lips found yours; you weren’t sure he’d manage silent... And you were right. He licked deep into your centre and moaned, having lasted all of one second without noise, and the vibrations shuddered through you. Bringing his tongue up to flick across your clit, sealing his lips around you, you bucked underneath him, whimpering as he slipped two fingers inside you.

“Fuck,” you gasped, his fingers pressing hard against your front wall. Ripples of pleasure creased the surface of your arousal, sending waves through your entire body, from the tips of your toes to the hair on your head. You moaned loudly and Jungkook moaned back at you, not moving his mouth from your wet lips; as you keened under the vibrations, he did it again, a low, guttural groan followed by an open-mouthed whine as he rubbed the flat plane of his tongue against your clit.

“Oh god, don’t stop.”

He hummed as he sucked, and you whimpered as he removed his fingers from inside you. He moved his mouth down to lick a broad stripe along your cunt, nudging your clit with his nose. He hooked his arms under your thighs to bury his face deeper into you, smothering himself with your arousal. He groaned loudly and you shivered as the vibrations of his voice hit you. You realised, dimly, as if from far away, your orgasm tantalisingly close, that Jungkook was being no less quiet, not speaking words anymore but humming and moaning and sighing against your cunt with great enthusiasm. Like a human vibrator, he kept buzzing against you, sending gentle little shockwaves through your tight bundle of nerves.

“Jungkook,” you breathed, muscles tingling as he coaxed you to your climax. “Yes, fuck.” He hummed hard in response, sucking without mercy, and the spring within you sprang free. You felt yourself gush into his face, your walls clenching his fingers hard, coming quickly with a shudder and a whine. Jungkook kept his mouth against you, his fingers rocking you through your orgasm, until you pulled his hair, forcing him to break his contact.

He looked up at you, giddy, pupils blown, his entire lower face wet and sticky.

“Was that better?” he asked, pressing a kiss to your thigh and then another and another, slowly working his way up your body.

“Yes,” you whispered, still getting your breath back. When his lips reached your mouth, you grabbed his face and kissed him back, hard. “Yes, god, that was perfect, thank you.” He chuckled as he pulled away but when you saw his face, he was serious.

“If it was that much of a problem, why didn’t you tell me before?”

You shrugged.

“I didn’t want to ruin it for you.”

“I don’t do it just for me, y’know. And I wouldn’t have enjoyed it so much if I had known you weren’t enjoyin-”

“I was! I was enjoying it! It’s not that it was bad ever, at all, I swear. I promise you, if it had been not good at any point, I would have told you. And a better woman than I, with more patience, might never have needed to bring it up-”

“Well I’m glad you did.-”

“Christ, so am I.” You sat forward and kissed him, pushing him back into the bed and settling on top of him as you bit down on his bottom lip. “It was,” you said, pressing a kiss to his neck, “so good that,” a kiss to his clavicle, “I think my JK needs a reward.”

You rolled your hips, sliding over his stiff dick, coating the shaft with your slick juices. He groaned and then caught your eye.

“As much noise as I like, right?” he asked with a grin.

“Go hog wild, babe.”

This is when you liked talkative Jungkook. This was the Jungkook who had given you the biggest surprise; such a polite, upright gentleman on your dates and then you got him into your bed and he unravelled beneath you, so loud he woke your roommate from a dead sleep, so insistent on communicating his pleasure that she actually congratulated you the next day. You had never been with anyone who talked so much during sex, a constant stream of praise falling from his lips, even when you cut him off with a kiss, even when his mouth was engaged elsewhere. He wouldn’t stop, couldn’t stop. He once heroically lasted a full 15 seconds in silence, desperately trying to win a bet, but not even his competitiveness could hold him back. Over time, you found that you were noisier than ever, too, encouraged by the way he responded every time you made a sound; the first time you whispered something filthy in his ear as he fucked you hard, he came with a start, shocking even himself. And the rest was history; quiet sex an absolute impossibility.

You moved your hips again, grinding against his hot cock and he whined, biting down on his bottom lip as he stared with focus where your bodies touched.

“Baby, let me fuck you. Please.”

You grinned as you continued, not letting him hold you up, not letting him direct your hips with his hands as he so wanted to.

“y/n... You said I get a reward. Please let me fuck you.” He sounded needy, keen, all too eager.

“Don’t you like this?” you asked innocently. “Don’t you like feeling how wet you make me?” You moaned, grinding down harder against him, and he whipered.

“I like it, I like it,” he answered in a rush, whining and tipping his head back. “But I want to be inside you. Please.”

You hummed, considering his request, and ran your hands through his hair. He looked at you, eyes wide and wild as you lowered your lips to his throat. He huffed as you kissed him near his shoulder and mewled as you licked his neck from clavicle to jaw, taking his earlobe into your mouth and gently nipping.

“y/n... Please. Please. I’ve been good. I just want to fuck you, please.”

His hands roamed your body, a thumb ghosting over your tight nipple, the other hand squeezing the soft flesh of your glutes. You hummed against his neck and sat back.

“You’re right.” You cupped his cheek in your hand and just barely pressed a kiss against his mouth. He whined, trying to chase your lips but you pushed him back with a palm firmly against his chest. “You have been good. Exceptionally good.” You rose from his lap and pressed a hand to his mouth as he opened it to protest. “How do you want to fuck me, JK?” You turned around and bent down on your hands and knees, wiggling your bum in the air in front of him. “Like this?” You lay down next to him on your back, hair splayed across the pillow, drawing your legs up against your chest, drawing a moan from him. “Or this?” You sat up and pushed your back against the headboard, lifting yourself up in a squat. “How about this? Want to lift me up and push me against this headboard while you rail me?”

A whispered groan murmured from Jungkook’s lips as he got to his knees and turned to face you.

“No,” you said firmly and pushed him back down where he was. His face opened up, his bright eyes questioning, his mouth hanging open. “No,” you said again, gentler. “You’re going to sit there and let me fuck myself on your cock, how about that?”

He nodded, an enormous grin splitting his face in half.

“Fuck. Yes, please.”

You straddled him once more and took him in your hand, guiding him into your waiting entrance. As you sank down, slowly, his eyes rolled back, his teeth clenched together, his fingers dug deeply into your soft skin, and a growled expletive rumbled out. Full to the hilt, you stopped and leaned close to him to whisper in his ear.

“Are you still going to be a good boy?” you asked. He couldn’t answer quickly enough, a string of yeses tumbling from his mouth, interspersed with more and more impatient pleas. “Then you can only cum when I tell you to, ok?”

A shuddering groan fell from Jungkook’s mouth as you began to slowly lift off his shaft and then slowly sink down again. You moved, torturously slowly, up and down, your thighs burning, Jungkook whimpering beneath you, desperate to grab you, to move you faster, to buck up into you and not allowed to do any of it.

“Does it feel good, Kookie?” you purred.

His affirmative reply was choked, the noise strangled; he couldn’t even look at you, staring instead at the ceiling, willing himself not to cum quickly, but teetering on the edge as your breath hit his neck and you licked up the drop of sweat running down it.

“Hm? I didn’t hear that. Are you not enjoying it?” You pouted at him and stopped moving altogether. A noise somewhere between a whine and a groan bubbled in Jungkook’s throat.

“You feel so good,” he whispered. “But-”

“But?”

He looked at you carefully, his eyes slightly glazed, his breathing heavy, little hairs stuck to his forehead.

“But I need more. Please, baby.” His hands rubbed your waist, one cupping your breast as he lowered his lips to your nipple, kissing then sucking then licking at the hard bud.

“More?”

He hummed, moving his mouth to your other breast, trying to earn his reward.

“Like this?” You asked, lifting and lowering yourself quicker this time, rolling your hips so the head of his cock hit your g-spot just right every time.

Jungkook groaned and dropped your nipple from his mouth.

“Yes, yes!”

You grinned as you grabbed his jaw and made him look at you, his eyes barely seeing you, black and blown out as they were. You angled your hips further, the barest hint of friction now grazing at your clit with every pass, eliciting moans from your own mouth now as well as Jungkook’s.

“Baby,” he whined. “Don’t stop.”

You gripped the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging until his head dropped back and his mouth hung slack. You moved faster, the tight string taut within you, and then he put his hand against you, his fingers toying with your clit and you gasped. Your legs clenched, your rhythm faltering, you cried his name, coming again with a shudder.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck”. Quiet, whispered curses as he kneaded your flesh, not gently, trying not to cum with you, trying desperately to hold out as your walls spasmed against him, squeezing and clenching, dragging out a long, deep moan, his voice breaking into a whine as you collapsed against him, chest heaving. He breathed a sigh of relief at the brief reprieve, rubbing your back as you came around and gained the feeling back in your legs. “Was that good? Hmm?” He nipped at your earlobe and your neck, his lips hot on your hotter skin, burning as you sat in his lap, unable to move while your heartrate recovered.

“Yes, yes that was good,” you breathed in response. “Does my boy want to cum now?”

“God yes please.” Jungkook was unable to stop his hips bucking just slightly and you grinned devilishly against his shoulder.

“Well, you can’t,” you told him, matter-of-factly. He opened his mouth to protest but you stole the air from his lungs as you clenched hard around him, so that all that came out was an aborted whine. You felt him twitch inside you and kissed his shoulder before gently blowing out over his neck, raising the hairs and sending a sprinkle of goosebumps all over. You kept your hips still as Jungkook’s very breath became whiny, shaking tremulously as you sucked at that special spot on his neck, your fingers just barely grazing the skin below his ear, trailing lightly down his neck on the other side before tracing the shell of his ear.

“Baby, please... I nee-... I need to cum.” His voice was high with desperation and you could feel his heart hammering in his chest, see his hands shaking as he pushed his hair off his forehead. “Please, please.”

You hummed against his neck and he shuddered, a ripple spreading over his whole body, then you began to move your hips again. He gasped, keened, and grabbed you tight, gritting his teeth as he tried to keep it together.

“Yeah, yeah... Oh... Bab-..ugh... fuck...” His every exhale accompanied by the high tones of his pleasure, you rode him hard, until he could no longer speak, no longer move his mouth to form words, just endless whimpering as he clawed at your hips, waiting for your permission. You put your lips right next to his ear and whispered low.

“Ok, sweetie, you can cum now.”

“Fuck, fuck, ah... y/n, y/n, baby, yes.” He pressed his mouth against your shoulder and bit down, bucking his hips into you, growling against you, milking his orgasm hard.

Emptied, he lay back, his breathing juddery and stuttering, finally quiet.

The Lord’s Kiss | jjk

Genre: supernatural x smut x period piece Pairing: vampire!jungkook x reader Rating: 18+ Word Count: 5.1k Warnings: blood play, fingering, mentions of death, stockholm syndrome? Summary: You shouldn’t have stayed in the village for as long as you did. The woods are dark as you try to make your way home, only to be walking in circles. Is it convenience or fate that a stranger is now offering you help? With him, you seem to step into another reality all together.

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go ahead and cry (m) - jjk

a/n: this is purely a fic based on the song ‘daddy issues’ by the neighbourhood - probably great to listen to it first

summary: jungkook has commitment issues when it came to love and you are always ready to fall in love. you two want to be loved, and you’re ready to attach yourself but that’s what scares jungkook and he finally confronts all his fears.

genre: smut, angst | friends to lovers au | fratboy!kook x reader

word count: 3.6k

warnings: daddy issues lol, unprotected sex (don’t ever do that pls), cunnilingus, unhealthy coping mechanisms, squirting, overstimulation, fingering, public sex (sort of), exhibitionist kink (if you squint), praising, desperate kook, needy kook, jealousy, insecurities, crying scenes, emotional outbursts

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Delicate (JJK x Reader) 🐾💜☁️🔞

🧶Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

🧶Genre: hybrid!AU, Tsundere (slightly), Fluff, a bit of Angst, smut

🧶Warnings: Jungkook is a brat, Catboy!Jungkook, He basically hates everyone but his kitten, HUman! Reader, Wet dream, masturbation, big dick! Kook but whats new, Sweet reader, Spanking (and not on her butt if you know what I mean), Rough handjob (fem. Rec), doggy style, Desperate koo, overstimulation, forced orgasm, multiple orgasm, slightly angsty moment, but nothing bad lol, confessions, basically owner/Hybrid to lovers lol

🧶Summary: Jungkook does whatever he wants, whenever he wants. Changing for you might be harder than he initially thought- but maybe he doesn’t even need to. Maybe you’ll love him just for who he actually is.

Jungkook was a maine coon hybrid. He’s been at the shelter for years now, adopted just to be returned a week later, every time. He’s got serious additude problems, thinks way too highly of himself, is just overall too much to handle. He knows that. But that doesn’t mean he wants to change.

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For Lovers.

What's this about? As Jungkook once said, morning sex is for lovers... and what's the better way to do it than listening to your sex playlist that you made back in college as a joke?

Word Count? 2.1K

Genre? Smut, fluff, established relationship

Contents and/or warnings? Explicit language, unprotected sex, reader has a sex playlist, Jungkook is too good to be true but is actually good

Author's Note? This has been in my drafts (that I haven't touched for almost a year) so I decided to post it in a whim. Not edited, so I apologize in advance for any errors.

A familiar tune starts playing and it rings in your ears. Before you can even second-guess which song it is, Regina Spektor’s fluid voice fill the room. You instantly recognize the song playing, On The Radio. How can you not? It’s the same song that accompanied you when you lost your virginity on a Saturday night to your boyfriend Jeon Jungkook—which happened inside your car while it was raining in buckets outside.

Coincidentally, it’s Saturday and looking through the large glass window that’s lighting up your room—you can see the rain still drizzling outside despite the time. It’s not even past seven in the morning but the rain’s already decided to say hello. Usually, you’d curse at the weather whenever you’re walking home without an umbrella but today's a different case. You’ll have to thank Mother Nature for setting up the mood.

An hour’s already passed since Jungkook came to your apartment with his clothes drenched by the rain, tired from working on his album all night in his studio. Your sleep-deprived boyfriend planned to go straight back to the comfort of his house and get some well-deserved sleep but his feet somehow brought him in front of your door. This doesn’t surprise you though, he’s done it too many times that you’ve already gotten used to it.

Your morning together started off with a playful argument over Jungkook using the words might, could and maybe in a single sentence. “Since when did you start caring about my grammar?” was his defense, which you could only respond with a laugh. After struggling in making him a cup of matcha latte as per his request that you can’t refuse, things started getting steamy.

Steamier than the cup of latte you made, if you may add.

It’s been a while since you and Jungkook have spent quality time together, so it’s no surprise that you’ll be having a make-out session. Him walking around your apartment wearing nothing but his pants is partly to blame. But oh boy, you should have seen it coming the moment his hands dipped underneath your shirt.

Sex with Jungkook happens not too often. Usually, an oral or dry humping would suffice you and your boyfriend—probably because both of you would be tired from work and would just need some sort of stress-reliever every time you feel like doing it. And if you do have the time and energy to do it, you’d spend it doing other stuff like painting, play video games or simply watch animated films.

But each time you do the deed, it feels a bit more amazing than before. There’s never a time where you don’t feel needed and that’s sometimes thanks to Jungkook's ability to make you feel like you’re in control of him even though it’s the other way around.

You’re not quite sure but it probably has something to do with the latte that made Jungkook decide it would be a good idea to have sex in the morning. Not that you’re complaining.

"Morning sex is for lovers,"you recall him saying.

That’s how you ended up laying your back on the bed under the covers with your boyfriend’s body hovering over yours. Unlike the usual hard, fast sex with a bit of ass slaps, hair pulling—just some good pounding, what both of you would usually have, this one’s different. And you can tell because one, Jungkook's not calling you his baby girl or slut and two, you’re not feeling pleasure and pain. Just pleasure.

You feel loved, along with other things you can’t explain in words.

"I love Saturday mornings with you, Y/N," Jungkook murmurs, nestling his head in between your breasts.

Beads of sweat start to form on your skin as he continues thrusting his cock into you in a slow and steady pace but not tortuously slow—just slow enough for both of you to really feel each other and enjoy the moment.

"Is it because of sex?" you chuckle.

Jungkook lifts his head up to face you. "That and just because I enjoy your company a lot."

"Me too," you hum in agreement, lacing your fingers with his on the side of your pillow.

"Did it ever cross your mind that you’ll eventually fall for me?" he asks out of nowhere. You’d be taken aback if it isn’t for his cock sliding in and out of you.

Before you can even think of an answer, he pulls his cock all the way out—leaving the tip, before slowly sliding it back inside. Your voice betrays you and you let out a whimper.

"You can’t just do that after asking a question," you whine. "Don’t do that again."

Jungkook chuckles into the crook of your neck before lifting his head up to lock eyes with you. "So? Did it ever cross your mind?"

You try to construct a sentence in your mind but it’s not an easy task when your undeniably hot boyfriend's body is moving tenderly against yours. You wonder how he’s able to do it.

"Truthfully speaking..."

Your boyfriend looks at you in anticipation.

"I did thought about that," you admit.

Ever since Jungkook not-so-subtlety starts showing his interest in you by calling you in the middle of the night, asking you to come with him whenever he gets a new tattoo, inviting you over to his house to play with Bam (who he claims misses you a lot) and always comparing your hand sizes as an excuse to hold your hand—you knew you’d fall for this boy.

"It’s not hard to fall for you, to be honest." You mean it.

A smile can’t help but escape from Jungkook's lips. He won’t say it but he has always admired how straightforward and honest you are to everyone. Especially to him. Communication has never been a problem and he’s going to give you all the credit. You still haven’t realized it but you’ve always been the one to reach out. You may think it’s because he’s the type to open up easily but it’s all because you make it seem easy.

"What about you, Jeon Jungkook?"

Jungkook scrunches his nose, hearing his full name that you’d barely call him by.

"To be honest, I didn’t," he says, a playful smirk plastered on his face.

You can’t help but frown, giving his chest a hard slap. Hard enough for him to pause the smooth rocking of his hips. "Ouch! Was that necessary?"

"You were being a bitch," you tell him.

Jungkook chuckles. He rarely hears you swear and if he does, it’s usually during sex or it’s because he’s making fun of the titles of your playlists on Spotify. You can’t blame him though, who names their sex playlist ‘sex playlist I will never get to use’? But in your defense, you created that playlist in your first year of college and he begged for you not to change it.

"That’s your lucky charm, treat it with respect," was what he said.

Breathy moans coming from the both of you are heard when Jungkook pushes back into you while caressing your side. It’s all the little things he do that never fail to flutter your heart. You pull his head down closer for a kiss, running your fingers through his hair to return the affection back. The kiss isn’t as intense as it was before but you still love the feeling you’re getting from it. And he does too.

"Play with my hair," Jungkook encourages and you don’t need to be told twice. He’ll probably never tell you this but he absolutely loves the feeling of your fingers running through his hair.

It feels comfortable.

He feels safe.

And most importantly, it feels like home.

His lips travel back down on your neck, his kisses as light as a feather. You sigh when his lips reach your nipple, one of his hands massaging your breast and giving it a squeeze.

You arch your back, Jungkook's name leaving your lips. "You still haven’t seriously answered my question."

"I love you," Jungkook whispers right behind the shell of your ear as he starts picking up the speed, the sound of the mattress squeaking not matching the rhythm of the music playing in the background that you think is now Cruisin’ by D’Angelo. "Fuck. I really do, Y/N."

"That doesn’t—

"I just don’t want to stop reminding you."

"You better not stop loving me then," you joke, giving your boyfriend a tired smile.

Jungkook shakes his headno. "Never will I ever stop."

"The sex or—

Before you can even finish your sentence, both of Jungkook's hands grab both of your legs to wrap them around his waist—coaxing you to match his pace as both of you go faster. With a loud gasp escaping your lips, you take pleasure in the feeling of his cock filling you up. You shut your eyes, clenching your walls around him whilst your hands grab a hold of his toned shoulders.

"How do you dothat?" you whimper. "Keep doing that, fuck."

You're not quite sure what you’re pertaining to but either way, the question doesn’t make sense to Jungkook—who’s busy focusing on making you come.

He presses his forehead against your own, his eyes now also shut with his eyebrows furrowed. Your legs are trembling, feeling the orgasm getting closer as you can’t help but have one of your hands tug at his roots whilst the other digs your fingertips onto his skin.

"Baby? Are you—

"I’m close," you whimper. "Can you come inside me?"

Of course he can, he wants to.

But as much as Jungkook wants to utter a word and say yes, he can’t. Instead, a series of high pitched moans escapes his lips.

"Fuck, baby. I’m coming," he manages to tuck a few strands of your hair behind your ear before emptying himself into you.

Your breath hitches at the feeling, your teeth pressing hard into your lip as your boyfriend watches your body shake and tremble below him as you come undone. His heart swells as he nestles himself into the crook of your neck.

Both of you are out breath and in each other’s arms with Jungkook still not pulling out of you, staying on top of your body—which you don’t mind. He feels your gentle fingers run through his hair as you press a kiss to his temple. A smile reappears in his face.

Enjoying D’Angelo’s voice filling the room for a while, both of you take time to calm your uneven breaths down. Just when you’re about to let sleep consume you, you suddenly remembered where your conversation left off.

"You still haven’t answered my question," you pout. "I was asking you if it ever crossed your mind that you know, you’ll fall for me."

Jungkook lifts his head up before playfully giving your nose aboop.

"Of course it did. How can’t I?” Jungkook tells you. "I’m pretty sure I’ve fallen in love with you first."

Just when you’re about to ask him to explain further, the familiar tune of Kehlani’s Honey starts playing. Maybe the questions' for another time.

You stay quiet as your boyfriend raises an eyebrow at you. "You still have your ex’s theme song on your playlist? Your sex playlist?"

This reminds you of the time when you were still dating your ex while you and Jungkook were still no more than just acquaintances. At that time, it still hasn’t crossed your mind that you’d ever fall for someone like him—who seems too good to be true and too perfect for you. But after crying your eyes out in front of him, you two got closer and more comfortable with each other. He has since then is open to show his vulnerability and flaws. And you appreciate that.

"It’s a great song and I've been listening to it way before she and I started dating. So technically, it's not our theme song," you defend yourself, shrugging your shoulders. "And you listen to it a lot."

"Point taken, love."

Jungkook chuckles, carefully taking his cock out of you before rolling off of your body to lay beside you. You can’t help but feel empty down there.

You face him, your hand reaching out to him to brush his hair off of his face.

"I love you."

Jungkook is taken aback, which is evident in his ears that has easily turned red. You’ve always told him how hard it is for you to say those three words, so you always put the extra effort to show him that you do love him. Of course, he appreciates it but hearing those words escape from your lips sounds so beautiful. So perfect.

"I love you more."