Homie Hopper Till I Die! | Kth & Pjm

Homie Hopper till I die! | kth & pjm

↳ Summary: A homie hopper is defined as an individual that ‘hops’ from one person to another, where the people they choose to hook-up with are within the same group of friends.

Never in your life did you think you would find yourself in a situation as awkward as this, but how could you have possibly known that you had fucked your way through a whole friend group. Well, almost, Jimin and Taehyung are more than happy to show you the true consequences of what it means to be a homie hopper.

↳ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Jimin

↳ Genre: Smut, pwp with like a smidge of actual plot

↳ Rating: 18+

↳ Word count: 5k

↳ Warnings: dom Taehyung, dom Jimin, sub reader, biting, cunnilingus, blowjobs, double penetration :0, unprotected sex, creampies, clit slapping, anal, titty suckin, spanking, degradation, spitting, ya know threesome activities and whatnot

↳ a/n: i can't explain this,,, the whole idea of this fic came to me in a dream and it had to be done so if you enjoyed scream at me and let me know ! <3

It started with Kim Seokjin. A sweet man with the broadest shoulders you had ever laid your eyes on. He fucked you slow and passionatley, never missing an opportunity to shower you in gentle, fluttery kisses every time he coaxed a leg-twitching orgasm out of you. Just when you thought he couldn’t get better, not only did he wake you up with plush lips against your thighs, he surprised you with the heartiest breakfast of souffle pancakes and coffee.

Kim Seokjin definitely set your standards high that’s for sure.

Next was Kim Namjoon whom you had shared an extra-credit class with that you had been miserably failing. It hadn’t taken long for you to ask him for his help, not when you fluttered your lashes and leaned forward just enough to tease the lacy red cups holding your perfect tits. He was a goner after that, and you had the pleasure of discovering that his brain was not the only big thing he was packing. And no, you failed your extra-credit class, but you don’t regret the way he held you so tightly against his taut chest.

Kim Namjoon would then be the one to take your backdoor virginity, and in the library study room of all places! It was an experience you’ll never forget.

The next week you found yourself utterly bored and slightly drunk at a rowdy frat party. The couch you prettily sat on was lumpy and sticky with a substance you really couldn’t decipher, not that you wanted to know anyways. However, an intriguing set of feline eyes caught your attention. The way they dragged slowly and seductively over your long legs had you itching with lust. It didn’t take long for Min Yoongi to make his way to you, lowly whispering if you would like to go somewhere more private to which you enthusiastically agreed.

Min Yoongi made you cum three times with just the tip of his tongue, chuckling with pride when your thighs tightened around his head.

On the days where you tried to study instead of feeding the insatiable desire-driven beast that is yourself, you often decided to spend hours at a small cafe just five minutes from your apartment. It wasn’t that the coffee was good, or that the croissants tasted like they were straight from France, it was the hot barista that knew your coffee order off by heart. By your third visit, you learned that his name was Jung Hoseok. By your fifth visit, you stayed with him until closing. Your excuse being that you wanted to know him better. By your eighth visit, you silently gasped at the realisation that you had probably spent $100 on shitty coffee (don’t tell Hoseok). And by the tenth visit, you knew that your flirting with the cute barista payed off as that night you learnt that Jung Hoseok wholeheartedly agreed that sex toys are teammates not enemies. He spent hours in your bed that very night, overstimulating you until you possibly couldn’t take it anymore.

Jung Hoseok paired up with your trusty pink vibrator is not to be messed with as he left you walking side to side. The ghost of his dominating presence forever staining your silk sheets.

Your next escapade had you totally in control. The Sweetheart that is Jeon Jungkook brought out your feisty inner fem dom as you edged him throughout the night. With his hands shackled to your bed posts you continuously praised him for his obedience and patience all while you teasingly rocked your wet slit over his pulsing cock.

Jeon Jungkook truly was the loveliest boy; so pliant and obedient in your hands that you let him cum inside you as a reward.

You like to move on quick if it wasn't already blaringly obvious. But who could blame you! Sex is one of your favourite hobbies, and as of right now, it looks like you’ve found your next victim.

You spot him when you and your friends move to the centre of the dancefloor, your wide eyes shamelessly ogling him. The man is drop dead gorgeous, and although the club presents minimal lighting and a smoky haze hindering the full view of his stature, everything about him screams expensive. 

Every so often a flickering strobe of light will highlight his god-like face to which you take the opportunity to discreetly trail your eyes from his intimidating gaze to the way he purses his lips around his cup. 

The mysterious man is dressed in dark trousers that hold the shape of his thighs deliciously, paired with a billowed white blouse that is unbuttoned just enough for you to get a peak of the glittering necklaces adorning his chest.

Unconsciously, you begin to bite at your lip and slow down the movement of your hips when your mind begins to flood with all the things you’d like this man to do to you. When your burning gaze finally reaches his end, you gasp slightly, for those striking eyes meet your very own.

“Is the lighting playing with my vision or is that handsome hunk walking towards us?” your friend pants beside you.

The lighting is surely not playing with her vision when you spot the Godly man getting taller and taller as he gets closer to where you stand.

There’s a nervous flurry of butterflies that erupt in your stomach when you notice his sharp gaze is focused solely on you. It’s almost as if his mission for the night was to have you in his bed, and who are you to refuse such a delicious offer?

Teasingly, you roll your body turning your back towards him so you can let out an excited squeal to your friends as he finally makes his way to you.

You feel his presence immediately. Although he does not touch you, your body buzzes with hot anticipation.

You play it cool, nonchalant, as you continue the slow movements of your hips. You let the music guide you, the consistent beat of the bass acting like a ticking clock waiting for him to make the next move.

You almost sigh when he lightly grazes your back with his fingers and huskily whispers into your ear, “I haven’t been able to stop watching you this entire night.”

Oh? So apparently you weren’t the only one with a staring problem.

Leaning into him ever so slightly, you chuckle. “The feeling’s mutual then.”

His touch remains light, it frustrates you because he’s so close yet so far. “Can I dance with you, sweetheart?” he asks gently.

You only hum, turning towards him to place his hands firmly on your hips.

You try to keep your jaw falling to the ground when you see his face up close. He’s breathtaking. So much so he almost doesn’t look real.

His lips twitch into a sly grin at the way you try to cover up your bewildered face. It’s cute, he thinks.

“What’s your name?” you ask sweetly, covering up your shock by swaying to the rhythm of the music.

“Why do you wanna know?” he smirks, head tilting to the side teasingly.

“So I know what to scream later.”

Your statement is bold and unexpected, but that’s just who you are. A wide grin is plastered on your face when it’s his turn to display a surprised expression.

“Is that so?” he questions with a curious raise of his brow. 

Before you even get a chance to speak a word, the gorgeous man tightens his grip on your hips, pulling you closer towards him so he can whisper, “my name’s Taehyung.”

“Taehyung,” you mumble, testing out the way his name rolls so easily off your tongue.

His hands continue to wander your body, his left hand making its way onto your hip while his right tucks a fallen wisp of hair behind your ear. “Well now I think It's only fair I get to know the name of the pretty girl in front of me.”

You busy your own hands, trailing them down his chest all while keeping flirty eye contact with him, “I’m Y/N.”

Taehyung brings you even closer, the fabric of his pants rubbing against your barely covered legs. You spot a slight flicker of his eyes towards your glossed lips before his eyes get lost behind you. They flutter back to you quick, however you notice and your grin drops slightly. What is he looking at?

Curiosity gets the best of you when Taehyung’s eyes slide behind your stature once more. You turn your head, wanting a look at what’s distracting Taehyung from you, though Taehyung is swift, cupping your chin to bring your wandering eyes back to him.

“Keep your eyes on me sweetheart,” he gently murmurs with another glance behind you.

Your pout is big at the loss of his attention, “but-”

There’s a warmth pressed against your back that cuts your next sentence, and If it wasn’t for the sly smile Taehyung displays, you would have been rather confused.

“How lovely of you to join us, Jimin,” Taehyung chuckles, turning your body towards the newcomer that was previously against your back.

The new man in front of you looks familiar. Have you met him before? Maybe you saw him on Instagram or something.

“You guys know each other?” you ask, allowing Jimin the opportunity to place his hands where Taehyung’s once were.

Jimin is just as beautiful as Taehyung, his smoky eyes tracing your face as he says, “yes, Y/N, I unfortunately have the pleasure of being this brat’s best friend.”

His delicate fingers on your waist almost have you fully distracted, despite the fact that he knows your name even though you never mentioned it to him has you questioning if you know this Jimin.

“How do you know my name? Wait! Have I met you before?” 

Ok, so maybe you do know this guy. Although, the name Jimin certainly does not ring a bell.

“No”, he shakes his head with a smile, “this would be our first time meeting.”

You cock your head to the side like how a puppy would when they come across a confusing scenario. 

Taehyung joins your side and you shudder slightly being so close to two breathtaking men. “Don’t confuse her Jimin look how lost she looks.” 

You frown. You were just looking for a quick hookup tonight. What the fuck have you gotten yourself into?

Taehyung gently clasps your hand in his like it's an invitation, “why don’t we just show you something, maybe it’ll help your confusion hmm?”

Mindlessly you nod, looking up at Jimin who puts on a charming grin as they both take you to their table.

The table they take you to is a normal table you would find at a bar, however, this table is accompanied by not one, not two, but five men you’ve fucked.

You’re fucked.

“Is this some kind of joke-” you begin to spit out in disbelief.

“Ah Y/N! What brings you here?” Seokjin proclaims with amusement in his tone.

You’re stunned into silence at the attention on you.

Seokjin sends you a wink, Namjoon and Hoseok chuckle and whisper to each other, Yoongi darts his tongue out to lick his lips, and Jungkook cutely smiles, offering you a small wave.

“No fucking way. You guys are all friends?” you finally choke out.

“Ahhh Y/N, you cheeky little homie hopper,” Hoseok tuts with a shake of his head to which you huff. “God, how was I supposed to know you guys knew each other?”

You want to laugh at the coincidence of it all, here you are face to face with five of the best hookups you’ve ever met. Your mind wanders off with many questions. Do they talk about you? Do they discuss what you’ve done with each of them? You shut your eyes and sigh at the thought.

Taehyung interrupts your mental war when he turns to you, “Jimin and I were starting to get tired of these assholes blubbering on and on about you, so when we saw you tonight, we were more than excited to finally meet you and hopefully see what the hype is all about.”

You grin, “the hype huh?”

It’s Jimin’s turn to face you, “you gonna turn us down?”

You pretend to think about it, letting the tension build around the boys even though you already decided on your decision when Taehyung first set his sights on you.

You flutter your lashes at the two gorgeous boys beside you, “well, if I’m gonna homie hop, I might as well do it right.”

The second the door to your apartment is unlocked, two hasty pairs of hands grip your waist, hips, neck, whatever you're willing to give them. Tonight you were willing to give them everything.

“Where do you want us sweetheart?” Taehyung rasps, his lips occupied with the skin of your neck.

“My room, down the hall,” you pant, trying your best to lead the boys to said room, though it's difficult with the way they hold you with so much desire.

Their touches are like flaming embers on your skin, their close attention is enough to make you erupt into flames. This is your first time with more than one partner, and the extra attentiveness is enough to have you both nervous and elated at the same time.

Once the door to your bedroom creaks open, Jimin presses a quick peck to your swelling lips, “lay down for us baby,” he instructs. 

Dazed and dizzy with lust, you comply, shuffling onto all fours to get onto your silk pillows. You cheekily shake your ass with a giggle before turning around and laying down.

Taehyung and Jimin share a look of pure ardour, their gazes fiery as they seemingly communicate telepathically on what they have planned for you. 

Your thighs clench involuntarily.

You don’t know who to keep your eyes on. The way Taehyung rounds the bed to get closer to your side, the way Jimin stays in front of you with his stare trapped on your heaving chest, or the strained bulges the two of them sport.

“Shit, Y/N I don’t think you know how fucking gorgeous you look right now,” Taehyung almost moans, leaning towards you to nuzzle his lips into your neck.

You happily let him press open, wet kisses along the length of your neck and collarbones, all while you keep an eye trained on Jimin. Teasingly, you trail a finger up the bare skin of your thigh, dragging the hem of your tight dress with it, “hmm I think I already know that,” comes your smug reply.

Taehyung nips at your neck, causing a breathy moan to escape your throat. His slender fingers delicately caress your throat, the warm ghost of his breath lingering on your neck, reddening with blossoming love bites.

Taehyung’s piercing eyes never leave your excited ones as he leads his hands towards the thin strap of your dress. He flicks it off of your shoulder with practiced precision, “let’s get you out of this fucking dress.”

Jimin presses himself into the bed, helping Taehyung with the removal of your dress. With two hands on your hips, Jimin pushes your dress up over your lace panties, a low whistle cooling over your exposed heat.

“Did you wear this for us baby?” he teases before releasing a guttural moan when he pushes your dress over your breasts.

“No bra?” Taehyung almost sneers, blowing cold air on your nipple and internally sighing at the perkiness of your breasts.

Biting your lip, you provoke the boys even further when you squeeze your breasts, the size of them so big that they spill out of the gaps between your fingers. “Are you guys gonna keep staring, or are we gonna fuck?”

“Trust me sweetheart, you’re not gonna be able to walk straight after we’re done with you”, Taehyung grumbles, and with a nod to directed to the man in front of you, Jimin hooks his thumbs under your pnties, pulling them off swiftly and attaching his plump lips straight to your unexpecting clit.

“Shit!,” you yelp, thighs acting on instinct, squeezing around Jimin’s busy head.

Jimin’s tongue is skilled as it circles and flicks deliciously on your buzzing clit. Using his index and middle finger, he spreads your folds apart making sure he tastes every part of you.

His mouth takes turns between sucking and tonguing at your fluttering bud, squeezing your eyes shut you moan, “oh God.”

Jimin stops momentarily, “that’s not my name but that’ll do,” he cheekily says, chin glistening with your essence. Jimin doesn’t stop there, he only does more. As Jimin’s mouth continues lapping at your heat, he brings the pad of his pointer finger to your entrance. Gently he prods until the length of his pointer finger slides completely into you.

The combination of Jimin’s fingers and mouth earns a loud moan from you to which Taehyung swallows as he crashes his lips to yours. “How does he make you feel?” Taehyung hushes, “tell him baby.”

When Taehyung releases his mouth from yours with a smack, a lazy grin spreads across your face, “Yoongi was better.”

A loud wet slap fills the room followed by your scream as Jimin slaps your pulsing clit. “Tae, I think something needs to shut that slutty mouth, don’t you think?”

Getting up into a kneeling position and unbuckling his belt, Taehyung sends you an intimidating face, “open your mouth, slut. I don’t wanna hear that bratty voice of yours unless it’s moaning around my cock.”

Delirious and extremely turned on, your jaw almost drops at the sheer size of Taehyung. His cock sits erect, blushing red at the tip and ready for your drooling mouth. You stick your tongue out, lashes fluttering prettily when Taehyung holds your chin with a sturdy grip. He guides his cock into your warm mouth and you happily hum around his tip when it finally settles onto your tongue.

Jimin watches the interaction with heated interest, his own member struggling under the tight denim he wears. 

“Fuck sweetheart, take it in just like that,” Taehyung throws his head back when you manage to slide his cock to the hilt of your throat. Gurgling around it, you maintain your gaze on the way he shuts his eyes in pleasure and furrows his brows when you swirl your tongue around his leaking head.

Releasing Taehyung’s cock from your mouth, you find Jimin entranced, his hand that was previously inside you palming at his jeans.

“Come here, Jimin,” you croak, continuing to stroke Taehyung’s pulsing length. Jimin makes his way to your left, watching you with his jaw slacked as you unbuckle his belt with one hand, and pleasure Taehyung with the other.

Jimin’s member springs out of the confinements of his boxers, pre cum begginging to drip. You tease him, licking the underside of his shaft and revel in the way his whole body shivers from that small touch alone.

Before Jimin even gets a chance to form a word, your mouth wraps around his length, bobbing up and down with the most lewd noises surrounding your bedroom walls.

You take turns with them, taking Taehyung back into your mouth as you stroke Jimin’s thick cock with a tight grip. “Fuck, Y/N this is so hot,” groans Jimin from above as he stares at the way you're so beautifully spread, your watery eyes wide and playful while you shamelessly handle and suck two cocks at once.

Watching two men crumble above you brought some kind of power. Even though they towered over you, you held the capacity to make them fall just from your hands and mouth. The sight of both of them in absolute euphoria pushed another wave of desire onto your centre.

“Look at you, so pretty. I bet that pussy is feeling a little lonely huh?” Taehyung pants. He sticks two fingers in his mouth, covering them in his spit before bringing them to your abandoned clit. You moan delightfully around Jimin, your legs slightly raising off the mattress at the slow and satisfying way Taehyung circles his fingers around your heat.

“I think this pussy is ready to be filled, you’re so wet, I bet I could slide right in. Isn’t that right sweetheart?”

You nod, hands still wrapped around both boys, drool spilling from your lips “yes! Please fuck me.”

“Ah, she’s begging now Jimin,” Taehyung snickers.

“Do you think she deserves it?” Jimin questions, “I think we should show her how much better we are with our tongues than Yoongi.”

“You’re right Jimin, I’m sick and tired of listening to Yoongi boasting about his stupid tongue technology or whatever the fuck he calls it,” Taehyung spits tugging your wrist of his cock and moving towards your dripping centre, Jimin following his lead.

“Say Y/N, have you ever had two tongues on you?” Taehyung asks, prying your rubbing thighs open.

“N-no,” you stutter, and you swear a more of your essence gushes out at the sight of two heads peering up at you from your thighs.

“Fuck, what a pretty pussy,” Taehyung groans, leaving a trail on kisses onto your thighs with Jimin spreading open your lips again watching the way it glistens under the warm light of your room.

You don’t know who dives in first, all you know is that you have never felt pleasure quite like this before. The sounds of hungry slurps and low groans enter your ears like a sweet melody, your breath becomes ragged and heavy at the sight of their tongues overlapping over each other, fighting for a taste of you like you’re their last meal.

“Oh my- fuck!” you squeal at the feeling of two fingers entering into you in addition to the fast flickering of a tongue.

Spreading your legs even further to make room for the two boys, you throw your head into your pillow. You feel a fire brew into your stomach, your hips continuously bucking up into their faces only for Jimin to forcefully push you down by the hip bones before attacking your centre with more ferocity.

“I-I’m gonna cum, holy shit!” comes your scream, and the two boys between your thighs continue at their pace, Taehyung with his long, slender fingers pumping in and out of you, his mouth sharing the sweetness of your heat with Jimin’s plump lips.

Your orgasm overtakes you, your hands gripping their hair as you let out a joyful moan. Your chest heaves and you feel dizzy staring down at the two handsome men that stare up at you in awe.

“Fuck that was hot,” Jimin laugh, pushing his hair back to reveal his forehead dotting with sweat.

“Don’t tell Yoongi. That was definitely better,” you tiredly whimper. Taehyung pinches your thigh getting up to hover over you and peck your pouting lips, “I’m telling Yoongi.”

“How are you feeling?” Jimin asks, tucking the sticky strands of your hair away from your face. “I feel so fucking good,” you gleam.

“Good because we’re not done with you. Turn around for me baby.”

Jimin holds your hips, assisting you to turn over while Taehyung lays where you once were, his pants discarded, cock standing proudly.

You find yourself settled on Taehyung’s lap, your wet slit pressed against his pelvis. “What do you have planned now?” you sweetly ask.

From behind you Jimin places a kiss on your temple, your cheek, and then your lips. Sliding his tongue into your mouth, your kiss with Jimin begins to get heated quickly. You crane your neck to get a deeper taste of him while Taehyung rubs circles on your naked waist, watching the two of you with hunger behind his eyes.

Jimin’s hands wander down to your plump ass, massaging it in his hands. He releases from your lips, looking down at where his hands hold you. “Have you ever been filled up here?” Jimin asks.

“Where?” you dumbly reply.

Jimin spreads your cheeks apart, sucking on his pointer finger before it circles around your tight hole, “here,” he motions.

You unintentionally clench, “yeah, Namjoon has. Didn’t he tell you?”

You’re met with a sharp slap against your ass cheek, the skin already reddening from Jimin’s swift hand. He tuts, “I thought we got rid of that brattiness.”

“Well, you haven’t fucked me well enough- ugh!” your argumentative tone cuts into a moan when Taehyung grabs your tits and offers them a slap.

“Haven’t fucked you well enough huh? Say that again after we fuck you in both of your holes.” Taehyung’s words have you reeling with eagerness, his hands positioning you over his cock and helping you sink down onto him

“Fuck, you’re big,” you sigh, placing your hands atop of Taehyung’s as he grips your waist tightly. 

You roll your hips, adjusting yourself to his size before Jimin roughly pushes you, your chest pressed firmly against Taehyung’s

“Since someone’s already fucked this slutty hole, I guess I don’t need to be gentle with it huh?” Jimin rumbles, spitting onto your ass hole and using two fingers to gently pry it open.

Taehyung remains inside of your pussy watching over the top of your head as Jimin slowly pushes the tip of his cock into your ass. Jimin watches your reaction, checks for any discomfort, though when you whimper out in pleasure, securely hold your ass coaxing his length into you, your sweet moans of joy luring him on.

“Oh my fucking God, I feel so full,” you almost scream. You breathe in Taehyung scent, the boys completely still though you feel every twitch and pulse of their cocks inside of you.

You push up slightly, your tits perfectly settled in front of Taehyung as you say to both of them, “fuck me please.”

The pleasure your body possesses is unimaginable. The way you feel so entirely stuffed and full makes you dizzy.

From below Taehyung bucks up into you all while his hands and mouth busy themselves with your tits. He never takes his eyes off you while his mouth takes in your nipple, revelling in how goergeous you look absolutely fucked out.

Jimin is just as messy, thrusting his cock into your ass so hard his skin slaps against yours loud and clear. You whine into the air at the perfect rhythm at which Jimin and Taehyung thrust into you. 

Taehyung thrusts, then Jimin, and this continuous feeling of never being empty has your legs quivering.

Hiding your tear-stained face into Taehyung’s neck, you mewl out a cry, “I’m gonna cum soon.”

Taehyung’s arms wrap around your back pulling you tighter against his chest so he can maintain his hard pace, “yeah sweetheart? You gonna cum for us?”

Jimin huddles in closer,. Practically laying on top of you as his thrusts begin to get more sloppy, “you’re gonna cum with us, ok baby?”

“Oh!” comes your reply, for you have no thoughts circling your brain, just pure rapture. “I’m cumming!” you finally cry, diving into the explosive fire in your belly that takes control of your whole body.

You lay limp, panting hard as the two men continue to find their euphoria, their low animalist grumbles roaring loudly in your ears. You’re so caught up in the moment, you jolt in surprise at the sheer amount of cum that enters your body.

“Fuck!”

“Shit!”

You feel the hot air of their panting surrounding you like dessert wind and you smile with satisfaction.

Jimin pulls out globs of his cum dribbling out of your asshole and onto Taehyung’s cock where he still resides in you.

“Look at you, Y/N. Gorgeous.”

Taehyung pulls out soon after, and just like Jimin, his cum oozes out like cream. “You okay?” Taehyung quietly asks, smoothing your wild hair down.

Jimin joins Taehyung’s side, looking at you with adoration. “I’m better than fine,” you croak sleepily, making the boys laugh cutely.

“Let’s clean you up,” Jimin announces, locating your bathroom to grab a few towels as your eyes begin to get droopy.

Taehyung and Jimin quietly talk as they clean you and themselves up, not noticing how sleep begins to overtake you. As you revel in their scents and that warm gooey feeling in your chest, you smile. From now on, ‘homie hopper till you die!’ Is your new motto.

addicted; m | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 2.9k

genre: pwp, established relationship, college!au, richboy!jk

rating: 18+

warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, nipple play, dumbification 😵‍💫, praising, size kink, tummy bulging, dirty talk, hair pulling, oc has bratty tendencies 🤨, name calling; slut, kookie is so handsome, spit kink !! , breeding kink, creampie, choking, googie's chain dangling in oc's face 🤩, slight overstimulation, jewellery kink? if that exists, cum play

summary: your boyfie jungkook fucking you silly.

a/n: im ovulating. that's my excuse.

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"Kinda want you inside me right now."

You look up at Jungkook, who's totally caught up in the movie playing on the laptop between your bodies.

It's a quiet Tuesday evening. Jungkook had come to your dorm just an hour ago, after doing his workout in the gym.

You had been waiting for him all evening along. You're alone in your dorm, Nayeon, your roommate, is spending her day at her boyfriend's place. It's been a boring day honestly, you've been lounging around in nothing but a black t-shirt from Jungkook after classes.

"Yeah? Want some cockwarming?"

"No," you say, propping your chin on his chest. "More like, want you to rail me." That catches Jungkook's attention. You bat your eyelashes when he sets his gaze on you.

That's all you could think about the minute Jungkook set foot inside your room. He looks hot tonight, has the cuddly boyfriend look on that has your mouth drooling for him. Men should just not be allowed to wear grey sweatpants. They do absolutely no good for the world - except leaving you thirsty for cock. Jungkook's also wearing a black cap. You love his hair, you really do but seeing him with a cap on does some things to you.

Jungkook's not even surprised at your boldness. If he got a penny for every time you asked him to fuck you, he'd be rich - that is, course, if you don't consider that the two of you haven't been dating that long and that, well, Jungkook is already wealthy of money.

"My girl wants to fuck?"

"Uh-huh."

And with that, he spreads his legs and drags your smaller body between him. Your back is flush against his ripped chest. Jungkook's manhandling has made his t-shirt hike up your thighs and your pink panties are perfectly on display for his eyes.

"Could've just told me to get between your legs," you mutter. You'd never confess how much you love it when he manhandles you.

"If you're such a big girl who can handle doing shit on her own, then surely you can get off on your own, hm?"

Oh no. That's not what you wanted to achieve with your brattiness.

"Mh-mhm." You shake your head in a pout. You grab his wrist and draw his hand between your legs. "Please?" You turn to look at him and bat your eyelashes again. You love doing it and Jungkook's loves seeing you pliant for him.

"Why should I?" he asks despite already inching closer to where you're aching the most. The pad of fingers place themselves on the damped spot of your panties. "Too stupid to do it?"

Your breath hitches at his slightest movement. "You just do it better." Your words are barely a whisper.

Jungkook's tatted hand, along with his rings that adorn his knuckles, disappears into your panties. Your legs naturally spread wider for him.

First rule established in your relationship: jewellery stays on during sex.

Jungkook loves wearing jewellery. Is practical obsessed with it. And you, on the other hand, are obsessed with the way how hot they make him look like. Jungkook is a fine fucking man, but his jewellery? His rings, chains, bracelets, earrings, his Rolex ? They got your pussy leaking for him.

Jungkook's got all the expensive jewellery that only rich folks could ever afford - which, weirdly enough, adds to the fact that they make you lose you sanity.

The times Jungkook planted kisses down your body and unintentionally - or maybe intentional after all, you don't know - grazed your pussy with his pendant? An agonising tease, but it made everything much more exciting.

"You're so wet baby," he whispers as he drags the pad of his middle finger across your pussy. "Why haven't you told me sooner, hm? Would've taken care of my girl immediately."

"You looked exhausted when you came in."

"Babe," he chides in a dark, disapproving timbre. You swear it's unintentional but you feel more arousal gushing from your pussy at his low voice. "Y'know I'm never too exhausted to please my sweet girl." Oh. What a beautiful thing to have whispered in your ear. Your pussy likes it too.

"Well," you begin, voice already hoarse cause of your dry throat. "Then you'll have no problem fucking me dumb, right?"

Jungkook chuckles. "What kinda question is this?"

"Oh!" you squeak when Jungkook plunges two fingers inside you. A pathetic whine of Jungkook's name flees past your lips. Your hand bolts to his forearm, nails leaving crescent on his skin at the sudden stretch. 

"Silly girl." Jungkook crooks his fingers. "Asking me to fuck her and then acting so surprised." You such a gasp in when Jungkook starts moving his fingers. He drags them along your sweet spot, the tickled feeling makes your toes curl in ecstasy. 

Your head rolls to the side. Jungkook's heartbeat drums right into your ear. Despite of the obscene scene that plays out right in front of you, the soft beats of Jungkook's heart grant an almost romantic, intimate ambiance.

"Feels so good." You sigh and crane your neck to look up at him. Jungkook's eyes are dark. The second his stare meets yours, a devilish smirk curves his pink lips.

"Yeah?" he asks in feigned sympathy. "You like my fingers?"

"S-so much."

He spits on one breast and watches it trickle down over curve of your boob before rubbing it over your pebbled nipple. Your thighs tremble at the added pleasure. With his hand so close you can read the time on his Rolex. It's shortly after 8 pm.

Jungkook nudges your elbow. "Let me see your tits, baby." You sit up a little, lift Jungkook's black t-shirt over your head and toss it on the floor.

"I love playing with you like this." He rolls your nub between his digits. "My dumb girl lets me do anything to her, doesn't she?"

" 'm your toy," you moan, moving your hips along his rapid movement.

"That's right, baby," he praises. "Just mine." His hand is cupping your jaw now, thumbing over your swollen bottom lip. "So pretty," Jungkook mumbles in your ear. You part your lips and close your mouth around his thumb. An approving sound rumbles from Jungkook's throat. You mindlessly swirl your tongue around his digit as Jungkook's starts fucking you faster.

"You gonna cum for me?" Jungkook can feel your walls clenching around his fingers and adds another to it.

You squeal around Jungkook's thumb, eyebrows tightly furrowed with how much pleasure you're getting.

Jungkook withdraws his finger from your mouth and tilts your head towards him by your jaw. He wants to look at you when you cum.

Wet sounds of your pussy fill the room, alongside your desperate moans - and the movie still playing in the background but that was already long forgotten between the two of you.

"That's it. Cum for me, babe." Jungkook squeezes your tit with his other hand.

"Shit, I'm- I'm-

Your whole body tingles when the delight reaches its peak and finally spills over. Your nails claw at his tighs and you squeeze your eyes shut when the prickle overwhelms you.

"Good girl." You're barely able to hear his voice, your high taking over all your senses. You go limp in his arms, legs trembling. Jungkook sprinkles sweet kisses on your jaw, but his fingers remain inside you, slower but still moving.

You're writhing in his arms. "Jungkook."

"I love playing with your pussy," he teases. "Fuck, hear how wet it is? All for me?"

Yes, you definitely hear it. You're wetter than every fucking ocean in this world combined and the squelching sounds are so obscene you don't even wanna know how his fingers feel right now.

You seize his wrist. "Gukkie, please."

"Can't take anymore?" he taunts.

"Too much." You sigh relieved when he removes his sneaky hand from your throbbing pussy, though he can't withstand to land one last teasing smack on your clit. You shake in his arms a whine falling past your lips.

Jungkook holds his glistening fingers in front of your mouth. Without much to say you take them in your mouth and suck them clean. When you're done Jungkook puts them in his mouth, tasting both the remnants of your cum and your saliva.

"Kiss me," you say when he's done tasting you. You know his cap is gonna be in the way, so you pull it off his head.

"Is there any moment in life where you don't look good?" you complain. He's had that stupid cap on for God knows how long, and yet his hair looks perfect. "It's unfair."

Whether if it's his morning hair, his after shower hair, his i just ran through my hair ten times cos im stressed about my exams or his we started baking and it ended up in a flour flight in the kitchen and now i have flour poured all over me, his hair still manages to look like he could do a photoshoot for the front cover of Elle Korea.

"Of course there is, babe," he starts but before he can finish you shush him with your finger on his mouth.

"Keep your corny compliments for yourself. I'm not giving you head tonight."

Jungkook clicks his tongue. "Why do you think that's the only reason why I would give you compliments?"

"Cause you always think with your dick."

"C'mere," he just says, ignoring your words.

He tilts your head up by your chin and clashes his mouth on yours. The taste of your cum is still lingering on both your tongues. Your hand finds his throbbing cock and you stroke him through his sweatpants. You can't recall when he got hard, you were too absorbed in your own pleasure to notice.

"Lie on your back for me," Jungkook says after the kiss.

Jungkook positions himself between your spread legs. He jerks his cock a few times and had his dark, fiery eyes on you.

While you make yourself comfortable on your back, Jungkook carefully closes your laptop and puts it on your bedside table. Out of the corner of his eye he sees the soft pink fabric of your panties flying across the room. He then he removes all his clothing and crawls back onto the bed.

You look so small under him. So fragile and vulnerable. He wants to keep you in his pocket and protect you forever.

"Such a pretty pussy." He traces his head over your glistening cunt, smearing your wetness all over you. And because Jungkook can't get enough of seeing your pussy all wet for him, he pushes his cock out of the way and spits directly on it. You have to hand it to him, he aims better than any man you've ever met. Jungkook spreads the added lubrication over your folds. You whimper beneath him. He's just teasing you and your mind is already foggy from all the bliss.

"Please, Koo," you plead. "Please fuck me."

"Always so needy." But still, he gives you what you want. He aligns his head on your entrance and slowly pushes his cock inside until is deeply sheathed between your greedy walls.

He stays like this for a second, allows you a few seconds to come accustomed to his size.

"God, you're so big." You still welcome the stretch his dick gives your pussy every time.

"But your little pussy can take it, right?" Jungkook pulls back, until only the beginning of his tip is left inside. And with a strong thrust of his hips, he's back inside you again.

Your back arches off the back and Jungkook watches you through lidded eyes. "I love fucking you like this," he says, his hands on both your knees. "Look so fucking hot." His eyes trails down to your tits bouncing every time he thrusts into you.

"I love your cock," you respond because damn that's literally the only thing you can thing about right now. It's just feels so good.

"There's only cock in your mind, isn't? The only thing you always fucking think about?" Jungkook's pace increases and all your rational thoughts are chased away with it.

"There's nothing in there, is it?" Jungkook  rasps and grabs a fistful of your hair. The pain from your scalp hurtles through your whole body. "Just needy thoughts, huh?" His silver fleur-de-lis chain dangles in front of your face as he comes closer. He's careful not do smack you in the face with it.

"Thought of you all day long," you mewl, palming your breast.

"Yeah? Thought of me fucking your tiny pussy?"

"God, yes."

The moment Jungkook smooths his ringed hand over the expanse of your tummy and presses his palm to your lower tummy it's officially over for you.

Your head rolls to your side and breathy moans escape your plush lips. The pressure Jungkook puts on your tummy makes you feel woozy in the head.

"You like that?" he asks and you're barely able to find strength to nod. "I can feel my cock moving inside you." Jungkook switches his thrusts into a languid fashion. His eyes are attached to where his tatted hand is resting. He can see it - he can see the bulge of his cock in your tummy. "Oh, fuck." He could never get over how fucking hot it looks like. Seeing your tiny pussy taking his big cock will always make him want to nut inside you right then and there. Jungkook grabs your hand that isn't currently occupied with tweaking your nipple and situates it right where his hand had been. "You're feeling this, baby?" Jungkook covers his hand over yours and your hand completely vanishes beneath his. "You feel how my cock is stretching your little pussy open?"

"Uh-huh," you press out, dragging out the sound until it morphs into a moan as Jungkook starts picking up on his pace again.

"Lost your words?" Jungkook sneers. "What a brain dead slut you are for me."

You whimper in response, reaching for his chain to drag him closer. His hand finds your throat once again. It quickly embraces your neck and his fingers make it harder to breath. The watchstrap of his Rolex pokes your skin but you're already used to the chafing feeling. Jungkook is so close to you, you can feel his ragged breathing fanning on your face.

"You're my pathetic little slut, aren't you?"

"Y-yes."

"Open your mouth for me," he demands.

You do, with your tongue sticking out slightly. He lets a drop of saliva fall from his mouth and again it lands right where he wants it to, this time on your tongue. And you swallow, like the obedient little girl you are for him.

He feels your throat bobbing and hums satisfied. "Such a good girl."

Jungkook draws back again, grabbing both your ankles and throws your legs over his shoulders.

Your eyes roll at the back of your head. "Jungkook," you whine. You're so close to cumming again, you feel like you're gonna see stars.

"You're gonna cum, aren't you?"

"Yes - fuck - yes, I'm so close!"

Jungkook thrusts his cock inside just the way you like it.

You relish in the way he forces himself into your pussy, heady and intoxicating pleasure. You tip over the edge, panting a moan of Jungkook's name as you cum onto Jungkook’s rock-hard length. Mind-numbing satisfaction that spreads all over you, hot and melting into you. 

"That's my girl." Jungkook slows down, giving you kisses all over your neck as he rolls his hips into you.

He rides out your high. You're too fucked out to do anything for a moment and just enjoy Jungkook pampering you with kisses.

"Good job," he praises you once again and you feel your heart flutter. God, he's too good at this.

But you could to the same. "Cum inside me," you beg.

That sentence? Heaven in Jungkook's ears. You don't let him cum inside you that often but oh fuck, when you allow him to it drives him crazy.

Jungkook groans into the pillow next to you. "Yeah? Want me to knock you up?"

"Uh-huh. Want you to fill me up."

"Fuck," he moans and it sounds so fucking pretty you think you're falling in love with him all over again.

One of your hand moves to his chest and you softly flick your index against his nipple.

"I'm gonna cum." Jungkook throws his head back and goes sloppy in his movements. He spills all his seed into you until he shoves his cock deep inside you one last time.

Jungkook's head drops down in the crook of your neck and you thread your fingers through his hair. He stays like that for a while, his dick still inside.

When Jungkook starts peppering kisses over your neck and then chest and then face, you know he's come back to his senses. If you're honest, you still feel woolly in your head but Jungkook has always better at handling the post nut clarity than you.

You poke Jungkook in the side with your feet. "Jungkook, let me pee."

"Let me love you, woman."

"You weigh a ton," you groan as you try to push him off you.

At that, he perks up and looks at you with narrowed eyes. "I take full offense to that. I've worked hard to build these muscles," he says. "But I get it. Someone like you-" He takes hold of your weak, undefined arm and looks at you pityingly. "Would never understand."

You giggle and playfully swat his chest.

"Just let me go and pee, you dummy."

interconnection | myg

⇒ summary: you can never trust anything in the wizarding world. not even your own goddamn journal. 

⇒ {hogwarts!au}

⇒ pairing: yoongi x female reader

⇒ word count: 8k

⇒ genre: fluff

⇒ a/n: all poetry in y/n’s journal written by yours truly! obviously, anything written in yoongi’s journal is written by him. also, i know the word count’s pretty short in comparison to my seokjin fic, but a majority of this fic is in messaging format, which explains both the great physical length and the shorter word count. inspired by this drarry fic, which rocks and u should read. edit (04.20.18): the poems in this fic are now formatted strangely because tumblr mobile took away the foundation for this entire piece: the indent. thanks, tumblr mobile, for absolutely nothing.

“all art is quite useless.” — wilde, 1890.

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all that glitters - JJK | M

series masterlist

↣ when the sweet, innocent nerd asks for your help to woo all the girls, you didn't think that you would be his first victim.

pairing — fuckboy!jungkook x reader (ft. yoongi)

genre — angst, smut, fluff

word count — 66.1K

warnings/tags — strong language, unrequited love au, college au, noona!reader, explicit smut, sexting, masturbation, infidelity, mentions of STDs, mugging, violence, cyberstalking, mentions of drugs and alcohol abuse, mentions of revenge porn, mentions of pregnancy, depictions of drug use, mentions of emotional manipulation (will update)

PS: The main genre for this series is ANGST. Read the warnings/tags CAREFULLY.

playlist 🎵

Jungkook’s visuals > ❁

completed

part 01 - 7.4K

part 02 - 8.3K

part 03 - 7K

part 04 - 4.2K

part 05 - 4.3K

part 06 - 4.1K

part 07 - 6.1K

part 08 - 5.7K

part 09 - B-side [JK’s Side] - 12.8K

EPILOGUE - 3.6K

➶ read the sequel ‘Gold’

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drabble #02

drabble #03

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a rainy sunset | jjk x reader

↣ synopsis: your best friend would give you the world if he could, always sighing to you and staring at you with the most in-love look on his face, he’s devoted to you but you don’t see him the same way till your roommate dares to say something about it, then the way you see him starts to change faster than you thought.

↣ pairing: jungkook x reader

↣ genre: unrequited love, best friends to lovers au, smut, fluff, angst

↣ warnings: unrequited love (for a bit so you won’t suffer that much), slow burn, sad jungkook (sorry in advance), oc is a little bit blind, mentions of sex, smut (spitting), fluff, angst, soft Kook. this one is too long!

↣ author’s note: lately jungkook has been bias wrecking the shit out of me which is how this ended up being cooked. if there are any grammar mistakes please let me know- or pretend you didn’t notice jahdjs. and if you’d like, I would love to see your comments on it. also, I stuck at editing so please try to ignore my awful attempt of “covers”. Enjoy! 🫰🏻

↣ songs:

• we made it - david hugo

• 18 - one direction

• hand over hand - roland faunte

• you are in love - taylor swift

• all yours - metric

Tiny drops start to fill the window of the front seat, there he sits waiting for you to come back from picking up your coffees. Was he nervous? Hell yes. Anytime you are near him he can’t hold it together, his mind is all over the place and couldn’t think straight. The car door opened and knew it was you, sitting with that beautiful smile of yours when your eyes meet, and so he grins.

‘‘The next time you’re getting them, I can’t see him anymore like this’‘ you say a tiny annoyed. Not to him obviously, you can’t get mad at him. But to the coffee worker who asked you out a thousand of times to make up his mistake.

‘‘I promise, angel’‘ it rolls out of his mouth so naturally, and you kinda enjoy when he called you like that, never letting him know how excited you get about that pet-name. He held both of your coffees and sat there while you started driving.

Watching you all the way to college, letting the rain be the perfect background music to that intimate moment (for him) you two share, where the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. He prefered silence sometimes, otherwise he felt that any minute he would end up confessing his love to you. And he can’t do that, he can’t risk to lose your friendship.

He crosses his arm through your shoulders to keep you close to him once you are walking through the hallways, everyone watching you and so you roll your eyes. Jungkook has this fame. This fuckboy fame and almost every other girl hates you for thinking that you had something with him which sounds completely stupid to you because if he did then he wouldn’t be fucking around. Not that you care.

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love to hate you - masterlist

“when obnoxiously rich and spoiled frat boy jeon jungkook comes up to you one day and asks you to fake date him for money, you definitely should have said no. because before you knew it, you were going on insta dates with him and having lunch with his equally obnoxiously rich and spoiled friends and having to try to not burst at all of your seams.”

this used to be called date me!

current word count : 65k

prologue : the day we first met and you asked me out

chapter i: the day we signed our fake dating contract

chapter ii : the day i met your friends

chapter iii : the day you met my friends

chapter iv : the day we went our first fake date

chapter v : the day of the halloween party

drabble : in which jungkook reacts to oc’s costume 

chapter vi : they day i told you

chapter vii : 

chapter viii :

chapter ix :

(chapter x :)

extras : 

— facts about oc and jungkook ; more facts about oc ; facts about the friends

— what does jungkook look like in the story? ; my characterisation of jungkook

— the official love to hate you soundtrack

— what year of college are oc and jungkook in/what is their age?

—  what’s oc’s aesthetic? ; how did oc meet her friends?/who does she trust most?

— the boys’ thoughts on settling down/who is most likely to settle down? etc.

— does narae have actual feelings for jungkook?