A Well-oiled Machine | Ii

a well-oiled machine | ii

✩ — pairing: jungkook x reader ✩ — genre: android au, robot au, futuristic au, prostitute au, fluff, angst, smut ✩ — words: 23.9k ✩ — rating: m ✩ — warnings: mentions of abuse and mistreatment, breif depiction of violence, crying (in varying contexts), explicit sexual content; subby jungkook, begging & whining, oral– fellatio (dick sucking!) and cunnilingus (he eats her out!), face sitting, crying during sex (its the good kind i swear), its soft & mushy– love making really, vaginal penetration, multiple orgasms, praise kink, unprotected sex (except he’s not human so), god i really just have to warn you its so soft and tender i nearly cried writing it fffuckkk ✩ — notes: its finally here! as promised, and I’m so sorry it took so long– happy belated bday gift completion my love, @cinnaminsvga , zee!! note: there is a read-more on this post :)

Your life takes a bit of a turn when you stumble upon an android in pieces, hidden in an alleyway in an area known for its shadows and debauchery. Taking him home to fix him might have been the best decision you’d ever made, but perhaps there was a little more to the android JK01-97 than you’d initially thought.

— posted; 04.02.2019

Ever since that night you’d gone out with Seokjin and your friends, something had been niggling, running along the back of your mind, but you’d been far too sober to be able to access it again. In the meantime, you were distracted by your budding friendship and the way you grew ever closer to the android in your home, as well as another matter that continued to grow more pressing with each day that passed. You didn’t want to think about it, and did your best to avoid the funk and general low mood that would accompany this time of year.

This meant distractions, and one of the things that distracted you most was Jeongguk— in particular, your endeavours to make him display the emotions you’d become so accustomed to. Surprise, curiosity… happiness, you’d witnessed almost all of them in the months now that you’d known him, and the only thing more exhilarating than witnessing them was knowing you were the cause of them, the reason his LED-rimmed eyes lit with joy and elation.

So for a mixture of reasons, like the sake of keeping your mind off other things and simultaneously endeavouring to make Jeongguk happy, you’d dipped from your store on an impromptu shopping trip. You didn’t know his “birth” date, and neither did he— his memories were slowly beginning to repair and trickling back in, but for the most part he remained somewhat amnesiac— but you’d decided that he needed one. And, considering this time of year held no particular good memories for you, why not make new ones?

It was for this reason you’d made Jeongguk draw a date out of a hat at random (a controlled activity, of course— they were all dates for the next month that began in a few days) and had made a quick escape from your house without him a few times over the week. He wasn’t really clued in about exactly what you were doing, but you knew he could tell you were up to something. While you were absent from the shop, he dutifully took it upon himself to manage the business for however long you were gone. He had a charisma about him that drew people in, and you’d actually found that ever since you’d let him man the counter and help you with the shop your business had grown and the amount of customers had increased a startling amount. Admittedly, a fair amount of the new customers were female, but you weren’t about to bite the hand feeding you or look the gift horse in the mouth. Customers were customers and when your livelihood and almost entire income came from your business, you weren’t about to start being picky.

“y/n!” his cheerful tone was what greeted you as you stepped back into the welcome air and warmth of your shop. It was late in the evening, and you tapped the door so that the electronic sign flicked from open to closed before facing the android.

Jeongguk was a sight to see always, but especially when he wore the clothes he had personally picked out on one of your occasional shopping trips— every item had personality and quirk, from the rips in his jeans to the worn belt that helped tuck his loose button-up in and accentuate his slim waist. Honestly, as far as androids, who were manufactured in the image of perfection, went, you didn’t think you’d seen any more attractive, more appealing than Jeongguk. It really made you wonder, what had he been created, been used for, before all of this? The fluttering of his lashes as he turned to you sometimes, the low dip of his voice when he stood close to your side and watched you work, the warmth beneath his synthetic skin as you huddled together beneath a blanket on the couch… the little things in his make made him more human than you’d thought possible.

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↳ Summary: You came with the intentions of your best friend landing a job as a stripper. You never meant to catch the eyes of the king stripper of the establishment- Jeon Jungkook, yourself. With what was supposed to be a harmless way of paying off college debt faster you find yourself falling into a very odd and passionate relationship with your new mentor. Between infidelity, passion and jealousy there’s never a dull moment at Cherry Bomb.

↳ Pairing: Stripper!Jungkook/Reader

↳ Genre: Smut, fluff, angst, drama, slice of life, relationship problems without the relationship, reader is such a shy baby protect her, MUTUAL pining, so much sexual frustration,  

Word count: 18k x)

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Tags: spanking, heavy degradation, daddy kink, pussy slapping, fingering, oral (male receiving), praise kink, throat fucking, so much dirty talk, just a little edging, JK is also a jealous hoe this chapter, doesn’t pertain to the tags but I just thought I’d let y’all know,

Warning: This story touches on both sexual harassment and abuse, please read with caution if any of these things are triggers to you. Additional warnings will be given when a chapter presents them.

Admittedly, you felt like you were in some ultra realistic fever dream that you just couldn’t wake up from ever since you arrived back home from the hospital. Work had been resumed as per normal later that evening though you’d be closing earlier due to Namjoon’s performances not being fit into the schedule anymore.

Not as if anyone was complaining about going home early. No, not when they could simply complain about you, instead. You didn’t think of anything at first, when a few of the fillers glared in your direction when you first came in. But then you subtly noticed the glares were constant, it hadn’t even been this bad when you first started working. 

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doll, oh doll (2)

↳ Pairing: jungkook x reader ↳ genre: tattoed!jungkook, fuckboy!jungkook ↳ rating: 18+ ↳ word count: 8.4k ↳ warnings: university!au, tattoo artist!jungkook, dom!jungkook, oral sex (m and f receiving), dirty talk, petnames, a slight mention of jk’s daddy kink ;)  — synopsis: jungkook just wants someone new. someone chaste and pristine, someone he can corrupt. his sex life has been exhausting, and he wants a fresh start. it just happens to be you, an innocent and dainty junior. as the junior-senior ball nears, jungkook takes this as an opportunity to be closer to you and be your date as he gives you a night you’ll never forget.

Please read the first part here first!

Seulgi was helping you shop for a dress for the upcoming ball tomorrow. You were not used to these types of things; you didn’t even know what or where to shop. “Darling, do you have a color scheme that you have in mind?” Seulgi asks. 

You think for a few seconds, “I-I don’t. You need to have a color scheme? I have no clue, Seulgi.” Sighing, you draw yourself closer to her as you both explore the mall for a dress. You cling onto her left arm, resting your chin on her shoulder.

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Sugarplum Elegy (M)

Pairing | Jungkook x Reader Genre | Fluff, smut, angst / College!AU, FWB!AU, Soundcloud singer!AU, Idiots to Lovers!AU Warnings | Explicit language, hopeless and helpless pining, constipated feelings, lots of smut, rimming, cum-eating, spitting, blowjob, fingering, classroom sex, Jungkook is emotionally constipated but wbk  Summary | You know no bounds nor depth with Jungkook. While your fuck buddy loves sleeping in your bed and doing laundry for you with his favourite fabric softener, you are in love with a mysterious honeyed, velvety voice on Soundcloud. All’s fine, until you find out that the voice that metaphors your heart to a sweet sugarplum melody actually belongs to the boy who has been taking up a special spot in your bed and in your heart, strumming at your heartstrings all this while.

Or, Jungkook has one braincell, but it’s heart-shaped.

Word count | 17.9k

There’s no greater testament to love than love itself – the sheer vulnerability of being bound to someone emotionally and physically, and the aching process that bleeds into infinity. To love in every sense of the word is to offer your entire heart and place it on someone’s bare hands, despite knowing that they might crush it in front of your very eyes.

Maybe love is like a dandelion, pretty during the summer mornings, but upon a huge gust of wind, its petals will be blown away, leaving its heart barren, abandoned. Given your past relationships, forming a fresh new ache and vulnerability for yet another person frightens the fuck out of you.

So when you wake up to a Jeon Jungkook beside you, lulled by the quiet sound of his breathing, your heart fizzles in your chest. It’s a no-strings-attached agreement that you two have decided on at the beginning of the year, but it’s still a feeling you can’t quite get accustomed to, especially when the first thing you see in the morning is his peaceful sleeping face, unless he’s spooning you, in which his warm breath will tickle the back of your nape. It’s weird because it feels nice, feels so right.

It’s been six months since you two started the whole fuckbuddy agreement, yet you still can’t get used to how warm Jungkook is, always so warm, as if the sun has chiselled its way into every single pore of your body, softening and melting your sharp edges. While his body still sends zaps down your spine, your mind registers that you’ve grown to adore the heat of his body when your cold feet always find themselves tangled together with his under the sheets.

He’s not much of a morning person, but sometimes, you’d wake up to him staring at you, caressing every detail of your face with his eyes, sunlight glittering golden in them, and smiling like a fool (an adorable one at that) at your groggy and sleepy self, as though your crusty morning face turns him on because it often leads to the continuation of the previous night’s copulation before scrambling to class.

You know no bounds nor depth with Jeon Jungkook. If anything, you’ve concluded that you’ve never met a person quite like him before, like the cosmos has moved for this concurrence to be possible.

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;golden ink ― jjk

;pairing | jungkook x reader

;word count | 8k

;au | tattoo artist!jk

;warnings | almost clit piercing, unprotected sex, oral (female), nipple play, hair pulling, multiple orgasms, cum play, handjob, fingering, overstimulation, praise kink, me googling clit piercings for hours omllll

;summary | when your boss threatens to fire you unless you give her a wild, exciting article in 3 days, you decide to get your clit pierced for the story. you prove to be too much of a wimp, but the hot tattoo artist kisses it all better.

;a/n | has nothing to do with the fic but i wanna thank the incredible authors who helped me regain my inspiration and write my first full fic in 2 years! i already sent 2 of them asks but i got too shy aldjfhdj thank you @junqkook​ @floralseokjin​ @foreverpark​ @kinktae​ @prolixitae​ @baeseoul​ @btssmutgalore​ for your amazing!!! writing that brings me so much joy ❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️

hoooo that was a long a/n oml enjoy!!

The studio seemed nice enough from the outside. The bricks were all black on the exterior and the wall facing the outside world was made of glass with the words “Golden Ink” in bold lettering branded across the top. You could see the reception desk at the very front between two hallways that led to private rooms through the glass and the interior actually looked pretty interesting, with matching pitch black walls and monochrome paintings stuck to the walls. The man behind the desk inside was peering at you strangely and you decided it was probably time to go ahead and walk in before the man called the cops. 

You grasped the silver door handle and pushed inside, the man flicking his eyes up and down your body as if to guess whether or not you were actually going to follow through with the piercing you were planning to get today. 

“Hi, uh, sorry for staring I’m just not…” You trailed off awkwardly as you approached the desk. 

The mint green headed man lifted an eyebrow in amusement. “First piercing?” He asked, his judgmental face quickly relaxing to that of a humored nature. 

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The Devil is in the Sacristy | kth

Genre: supernatural au, smut Pairing: Lucifer!Taehyung x reader  Word Count: 2.7k Warnings: if you are religious (mostly Christian) by any means and get offended easily DON’T READ THIS, dirty talk (kinda religion based…), cunnilingus (Tae literally invented it), vaginal sex.  Summary: “… the devil doesn’t come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns. He comes as everything you’ve ever wished for …”

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