Bad Decisions

Bad Decisions

ღ pairing: tech support!Yoongi x f. reader

ღ genre: friends to lovers, fluff, smut [18+]

ღ summary: Jimin is desperate to get his apartment back to himself. He’ll move hell and earth, and even drop to his knees to beg you to take his brother, Yoongi, out of his hands. Who are you to say no to that pretty face and sinister grin?  

ღ part of the room for rent collab

ღ wc: 14.3k

ღ warnings: jokes about a foot fetish, reader helped jimin wax, alcohol use/mention, mention of matching tattoos, matching swimsuits, jealousy, mention of medication that causes sun sensitivity (?),  marking (hickeys, biting), hair pulling, mention of choking/breath play, fingering (f. receiving), oral sex (f. giving and receiving), spanking, mention of masturbation, unprotected sex, creampie  

ღ date: January 27, 2023

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this is really fucked up but can you write something like your step brother fucking you in front of your parents? 💀

yes. yes I can. 💁‍♀️💕

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: forbidden romance, step!siblings au

warnings: mentions of violence (not towards the reader), pseudo incest, hints of exhibitionism, risky/sneaky sex, choking, dirty talk, praise, degradation, daddy kink, creampie

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"You have no shame."

The words were murmured right into your ear as Jungkook pressed himself into your back. One, little drunken mistake has led to another, and before you knew it you were trapped. Icarus thought he could feel the warmth of the sun and bask in its light without falling. How silly it was of him to dream the wax holding his wings together could withstand the burning heat. How silly it was of you to dream the same the first time Jungkook kissed you.

The flames scorched you, and you landed deep in the possessive arms of the ocean, never to be let go. Never to walk on land again, where other people could take your attention and love away from him. As your lips sealed, so was your fate. You belonged to him. His ocean would keep you warm, sated, its floor filled with treasures and gold just for you. You never had to fear its storms or turbulent waters.

Unlike anyone who'd ever hurt you, or try to touch you the way he did. These poor souls were doomed to drown and stay damned forever, their bones serving as a warning and a reminder not to go near the treacherous waters.

His hands felt warm under the blanket, exploring your skin with a loving selfishness. Gentle waves rocking you back and forth.

"Absolutely no shame," he whispered.

He moved smoothly, thrusting deep inside you. Your cunt kept clenching, wet and hot, making his cock throb as he fucked you. His pants were soft in your ear, one hand wrapped tightly around your neck to keep you quiet. The couch creaked under you, the movie playing in the background serving as your only saving grace.

Jungkook was tired of sneaking around. Tired of pretending he didn't need you, tired of not being able to put his hands on you whenever he wanted. His mother was right around the corner; her soft humming and the clattering of dishes easily reached the living room, because the doors weren't even closed. Your father was asleep in the armchair across from you.

Jungkook couldn't care less.

He lay behind you and grinded into you while you held on to your blanket for dear life. You tried so hard to resist, but the moment he pushed his hips into your ass to hump you, you were a goner.

"Zero consideration for your poor father," Jungkook muttered mockingly.

The old man would probably have a heart attack if he witnessed his little girl being defiled, by her step brother no less. He could hear a whimper leave your throat, his movements slowing slightly. He released your neck and kissed your cheek.

"Are you embarrassed?" He whispered again. "Don't- shit. Don't be- mm, fuck. We both know who your real daddy is here, yeah?"

The clench he felt made him hiss, provided him with all the answers he needed and the motivation to resume his pace. He slipped two tattooed fingers into your mouth and pounded into you faster, the couch too narrow to allow him to pull all the way out. The tip of his thick cock rubbed all the right places inside you, his balls tightening when he felt you suck on his fingers.

"Yeaaah," he groaned softly. "Take it all like a good girl, you naughty fucking slut."

You shivered and moaned, the sound coming out muffled, but not muffled enough. Jungkook shoved his fingers deeper down your throat, instantly shutting you up. His pants were becoming harsher, his breath heavy and hot on your ear.

"F-fuck, I can feel that wet little pussy clenching so hard," he gritted. "Gonna come with me, baby?"

You nodded frantically, your legs tensing, your chest rising and falling unsteadily. Under the blanket, Jungkook tightened his free hand on your abused tit, trying so hard not to forget how easy it would be to get caught. But it was next to impossible when he was fucking you and it felt so good, so good that he just wanted to let go.

"I'm gonna come," he moaned lowly, his lips pressed into your ear. "I'm gonna come, fuck-"

His cock throbbed inside you, your walls squeezing it so tightly he could barely control himself as he filled you up, his cum shooting right into your twitching cunt. He could feel your thighs shake, your teeth biting down on his fingers. Quiet, raspy ahhhs flowed out of his mouth, higher in pitch for a moment before lowering to something like a grunt.

He stilled behind you, exhausted, pulling his fingers out of your wet, swollen lips. They came out wet as well, glistening with your spit. Jungkook let his head fall down on the couch, his cock still pulsing blissfully inside you.

"Shit," he breathed after a moment. He lifted his head again to press a warm, soft kiss into your lips. "You okay, baby?"

"Yeah," you whispered.

Tenderly, he brushed your hair away from your face. Your beauty never failed to astound him, whether you were dressed up for a night out or just out of the shower. And he couldn't get enough of you, yet it was for many reasons; one of them being the closeness and connection he felt when he was inside you. Safety and pleasure, no storms brewing on the horizon.

It killed him not to be able to show you off. If he could, he'd strangle whoever married your parents. Or one of them.

Ah, so many decisions to make.

He settled behind you comfortably and wrapped an arm around your waist, keen ears quickly picking up on his mother's footsteps.

She peeked inside the living room.

"Dinner is ready! Get your father up, please, I still need to set the table."

Jungkook nodded, lifting himself up on one arm.

"Okay, mum."

She smiled at you both before exiting the room. Jungkook's cock twitched inside you.

"I got them a reservation at a restaurant for tomorrow," he muttered, brushing his lips across your cheek. "Daddy's gonna fuck you all night, reward you for being so fucking good. Yeah? You want that?"

You clenched again, making his breath hitch.

"Yes, daddy," you breathed.

Jungkook bit down on his lip. What his baby wants, his baby gets. It was that simple.

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in the dark (m)

☾ Rating: M

☾ Genre: pwp, smut, slight crack, very minimal scary times.

☾ Pairing: jikook x female reader (kinda, read the warnings).

☾ Warnings: explicit sexual content, threesome, light male x male action (kissing, their peepees touch but only because of), double vaginal penetration,  oral (female receiving), casual sex, unprotected sex, they fuck in jungkook’s truck, maybe a slight noona kink? sorry.

☾ Summary: “I can’t get a signal on my phone, the car is dead, and I’m fairly certain we are out of matches.”

Jungkook and Jimin have a very short attention span, and when you three are lost in the middle of nowhere with a truck that won’t drive, they busy themselves with you.

☾ Word Count: 6.1k

☾ Note: Here’s another exciting project done for Halloween Smut Fest, hosted by the wonderful admins of @/btssmutclub! I hope you love this little Halloween treat as much as I loved writing it, and if you want more deliciously spooky smut, please check out the club and all it’s wonderful writers!

Another note: I was supposed to post this on Halloween but ya girl was shleep! Anyway, this story was really fun to write considering it’s my first attempt at writing threesome smut! I really hope you all enjoy, and feel free to send me an ask if you liked it personally! (wink)

Another ‘NOTHER note: the “Read More” function is in here so don’t flame me.

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100 km/hour | pjm. (m)

banner by the lovely amelia @knjsnoona

➵ summary : what exactly happens when you and your friends have to pile into one car for the ride home after an insane halloween party, and you find yourself sitting in park jimin’s lap? especially when he’s dressed as an angel, and you’re in the sluttiest devil costume ever?

↳  part of the jimin spooktober collab!

➵ pairing: fuckboy!jimin x f. reader

➵ genre : college!au, smut, pwp

➵ rating : 18+

➵ word count : 7k

➵ warnings : swearing, vaping, sexual tension, dirty talk, pussy fondling, marking, unprotected sex (be smart y’all), riding, car sex, mutual orgasm, creampie

➵ a/n : here’s my jimin halloween fic that i know is oh-so late but at least it’s here! don’t think this is my best work at all but I did want to write something for out precious it-boys birth month 🥺 thank you so much to my lovely beta naia @opaljm​​ for editing this like a champ!! as always, your feedback means the world to me <3

Lipstick? Check. 

Phone? Check.

Five shots of vodka in? Check. 

Sitting in Park Jimin’s lap. What the fuck?

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Nefarious (M) | pjm ● teaser/premise

Summary | You know that accepting his offer might cause some inconveniences for both of you, but do you really have it in you to say no?

➬ Title | Nefarious; In Motion - a side story ➬ Pairings | Jimin x reader | note: with POV changes ➬ Genre | Sex Club!au, Gentlemen Club!au, Smut ➬ Ratings & Warnings | +18 / M for Mature; scenes of nudity, male strippers, mentions of voyeurism, sexual tension. ➬ Teaser word count/Estimated final word count | 875 words / est. 15-20k words

➬ In Motion: the masterlist

➬ Main masterlist | Navigation | Mailbox | Feedback | Taglist | Ko-fi

➬ Author’s Note | While this story is connected directly to the original plot of In Motion, this story can be read as a standalone. For those who are reading In Motion, the scenes in this piece may take place in a similar timeline as the main story.  

➬ Excerpt

“I would like to make you an offer.”

Jimin’s voice takes your attention away from the male dancer who has been the main focus of the entire room since the moment you sat down. The moment you see Jimin’s face, your thoughts are proven right. He does look way more attractive and more easy in the eyes compared to that dancer. Even with a full suit on, Jimin looks more appealing to your eyes. His face seems to glow as he joins you in this dim-lighted room, while the way he carries himself has always been able to make you feel flustered, just the way you are feeling now.

“Another offer?” you ask, smiling at the sweet man before you while hiding the fact that you are feeling an odd flutter in your chest with the way he is leaning close to you, as he wants to make sure that you can hear him over the music. “After giving me a free session for my next appointment, free drinks and a free show,” —you raise your glass and wave your hand at the stage, where a few male dancers are performing with their chests all bare to see, and the room where exclusive members of the club like you are enjoying the show, “—and a refund, you still have more to give me?” Your smile grows when your gazes meet each other again. “I never realised the club takes care of their exclusive members this well.”

Jimin gives you a sweet smile. “As I said before, I feel responsible for tonight’s mishaps. I feel like I am partly to blame for matching you with the wrong partners for your private session tonight. If only I had done my job better, perhaps you would—”

Shaking your head at him, you lean forward and repeat the same words you gave him earlier. “Jimin, I told you already, it’s not your fault. Those weak ass men are to blame.”

Jimin nods. He keeps his eyes on you before he speaks again, “You might be pleased to hear that the club has sent those members a warning and reinstated their member classification after failing to appear for their RSVP and to notify us when they couldn’t make it.”

You reel back in your seat as you are hearing this. “That sounds—harsh,” you mutter to him, suddenly feeling bad. You have always known how strict the club can be with their rules, yet you would never have expected to actually witness them taking action against their own members like this. “Is that what you came here to tell me about?”

Shaking his head, Jimin smiles softly to you and bends closer. “No, it’s not. My offer has nothing to do with the club’s compensations.” He takes a quick glance around him, seeing if anyone would hear him before he tells you the reason why he came to the members' lounge to find you. “Since the Play Room has been booked for your appointment tonight, it will remain vacant for the rest of the night as we have no other members arranging for a session other than you. But the staff have worked so hard preparing the room for your appointment, so it would be a shame to let it go to waste, wouldn’t it?”

“I…suppose it would,” you slowly answer him, while you are silently questioning what he is about to say to you.

“Then, I would like to offer you to have the chance to use the Play Room tonight,” he says, surprising you that you raise your eyebrows at him.

“But you already said that the club gave me a free appointment for an upcoming session,” you remind him of what he said to you when he met you back in the waiting lounge, while Jimin only grins in return.

“And I also told you that this offer has nothing to do with the compensation that the club is giving you. I’m offering you to use the room tonight, with an eligible partner who is available.”

“An eligible partner? You mean, you found someone?” you ask again, wondering if he finally managed to find some poor soul who would be available for a last-minute appointment for your blind date in the Play Room.

Jimin says nothing for a brief moment, while you wait for him to explain further with anticipation growing in your chest. And then, he surprises you again when he finally answers your question. “It’s me,” he confidently says, and while your heartbeat picks up after hearing what he is saying to you, a look of mirth appears in his eyes. “I will be your partner so you can use the Play Room tonight,” he says again, confirming your thoughts just when you thought you might have only been imagining him offering himself to be your partner, to be the one to fulfil your carnal need when nobody else could.

Seeing that you are lost for words, Jimin reaches out, placing his hand on the side of your seat so he can get even closer, getting into your personal space where you can feel his warmth, and your body shudders when he questions you again, “What do you say?”

— © 2023 Yoonia, all rights reserved. reposting/modifying of any kind is not allowed. translations are not allowed.

Can you turn off your phone? (M)

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Summary:  Yoongi’s alarm clock wakes you up at 6 am on a Sunday and you are not happy about it. At least, not at first…

Pairing: Min Yoongi / Reader

Genre: Established relationship, gratuitous smut, small amounts of fluff and angst

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, oral sex, orgasm denial, sex toys

Word Count: 9.5k

A/N: Written for a friend who has a thing for sleepy, needy Min Yoongi.

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