Strangers (Chapter Four)

Strangers (Chapter Four)

Strangers from Hell AU

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pairing: ot7 x reader

genre: yandere, horror/thriller

warnings: murder, mature themes, obsessive/possessive behavior, emotional manipulation, stalking, violence, allusion to torture, blood and injuries (will update as needed)

word count: 4.3k words

The sun beat down on you as you walked along the beach, the sand between your toes as a tidal wave came in and washed them. You gasped as you spotted a ghost crab hole appearing.

“Dad, look! Another one!” You exclaimed, pointing at it and turning around to look at your father. He came up beside you, kneeling closer to your height.

“Good catch, kiddo.” His voice echoed in your ears. You had lost count of how many of these burrows you had found, but your dad seemed to never get tired of you pointing them out. If he regretted teaching you about them while you were still so young and excitable, he never showed it.

You knelt down and started scooping some of the wet sand to build something - you weren’t sure what yet. Your father stood up, patting your head affectionately as you worked. “I’m gonna go for a dip. I’ll be right back.”

You huffed angrily as a wave destroyed your sandcastle a third time in a row. Abandoning the impossible project, you turned around to look back at the water. You spotted your dad pretty far out, much further than you would ever dare to go. He was bobbing along the big waves and when he caught you looking at him, he smiled widely and waved.

You watched him for a while before you noticed a giant wave approaching him. It was bigger than any wave you’ve ever seen before. Even from where you sat safe on the sand, it scared you. You begin waving your arms and screaming for your dad’s attention and when you finally got it, he just gave you another clueless grin.

It all happened so quickly. The huge wave washed over and took your father with it, completely catching him by surprise. You watched helplessly from the shore, waiting for him to resurface but he never did. You were numb to the tears falling down your cheeks as wave after wave washed over your feet, burying them deeper into the sand as if trying to drag you in as well.

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PEACE | jjk

⇢ pairing: jeon jungkook x reader

⇢ genre: fluff, established relationship

⇢ summary: jungkook kind of loves u a lot. that’s it.

⇢ word count: approx. 300

⇢ warnings: absolutely none it’s just a fluffy lil thing i wrote bc i was sleepy and bored <3

⇢ a/n: i don’t know where this came from but here u can have it. kind of inspired by peace (taylor swift) but also not really but it fits so

serenity was what you'd brought to jungkook's life. the moment he'd met you, you with your gentle smile and coruscating eyes and warm hands, he'd known you were unlike any other person he'd met before. there was something airy about you — being with you, talking with you, it was refreshing. invigorating. like breathing in crisp air after days of choking on dust. your very presence seemed to bring calm to him.

when he was with you, he felt like he could breathe.

it was typical, the way he fell for you. a tale that has been told over and over by many people, many times. boy meets girl. they fall in love. they live happily ever after. just switch the names.

jungkook had heard the store many times, believed vaguely in soulmates and true love, but the ideas had never truly taken shape. until you. suddenly, your name spelled love. your smile was the eight wonder of the world. your laugh was better than all the love songs he'd ever heard. 

it was so easy to fall in love with you. 

it was natural. it came to him as easily as breathing. there was never the suddenness of abrupt realisation. there was never a melodramatic, rain-spattered confession. but neither did it creep up on him. rather, the feeling wrapped him up, warm and snug, like a blanket. it was looking at you swaying to music in the kitchen. it was the way you'd smile into a kiss like you were so happy that your lips could meet. it was the way you insisted on kissing his forehead every night. it was looking at you, every time he saw you, and knowing, instinctively, that this will be love. that it is well on its way to becoming love already. until one day, with complete surety, he felt it was. the journey towards it was over, and he loved.

you were jungkook's peace.

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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.

cake -> jjk

summary: in which you bake your best friend a birthday cake that goes to good use along with a spontaneous surprise.

pairing(s): jungkook x female reader

genre: pure smut, bf2l ^.^

rating: 18+

warning tags: mentions of male masturbation, making out, brief food play, motorboating, unprotected sex (don’t even think about trying it irl i’m watching you), cum eating

word count: 2k +

a/n: unedited, apologies for mistakes ^.^ also if i ever miss warning tags feel free to let me know if necessary ~

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The two of had just finished cleaning up in comfortable silence after the small gathering Jungkook just had for his birthday, he’s now in the shower as your baking him his favourite cake. You get done icing it up and clean up the kitchen before you go to check if Jungkook is done so you can hopefully clean up too and share the cake together over a movie. 

You raise a brow when you can hear the water running still, along with the sound of faint whimpers. You’re unsure if you’re hearing things so you move closer and press your ear up to the door. The sound is a lot louder now, and you can hear his staggering breaths. You can’t justify why you quietly open the door just a crack, your curiosity getting the better of you. “Fuck, Y/N”

That was not what you expected at all. You’d always had feelings for Jungkook, but as your best friend and roommate you never stood a chance. That’s what you thought anyway. “Shit, shit.” And he sounds so sexy when he moans.

Never did you think that he thought of you that way, especially not after he brought home different girlfriends and one night stands over the years living together.

You can practically feel yourself drooling, but you find the will to pull yourself away, going to your room to change out of your day clothes and into your pyjamas. You’ll take a shower later. 

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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:

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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)

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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)

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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:

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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)

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crossover ships:

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