Gosh This Is So Filthy... I Love It

gosh this is so filthy... i love it

mark is severely in denial of how strong he is. it’s almost as though he has no clue just how rough he can get in bed.

you’re walking around the house one afternoon when your shirt slightly lifts to reveal a patch of small, oval-shaped bruises scattered across your hip. mark, who didn’t seem to be paying much attention to you before, is now staring dead at the darkened bits of skin.

“where did those come from,” he asks, speech mumbled. you’re sure he knows the answer to that question, but like the mark you’ve known for years, he’s neck deep in denial. to admit that he made those bruises would be to admit that he’s capable of hurting you, that he gets off on hurting you, and though his conscience is screaming no, everything else is saying yes.

“you. who else would they come from?”

“me? i would never do that.” he sounds unsure of his words, tailing the phrase off with the diction of a question. you let out a chuckle before readjusting your shirt and padding over to the kitchen for a glass of water. “why are you laughing? i mean, i would never do that intentionally. it was probably just an accident,” he presses. sure, it could have been an accident, maybe if it didn’t happen nearly every time you have sex. the grip he takes on your body while he pounds into you is so different from any other way he touches you. mark isn’t an aggressive person, he’s all soft touches and chaste kisses normally, but he acts like a man possessed when he finally gets his way with you.

pushing your body into the sheets as he ruts into you, filling you so deep that you feel him everywhere, shooting thick streaks of cum inside your used cunt, he’s far filthier than he believes himself to be. maybe one day he’ll see it and maybe you’ll have to show it to him, make him watch how he takes you.

it doesn’t matter how many times he finds small, finger-shaped bruises scattered on your waist or sees you limping a bit the morning after, he would never admit that he can’t control his strength with you. you feel every bit of it though. every pinch, every squeeze that’s just a bit too hard to be kind, you know that mark likes seeing the bruises. something almost primal ignites within him every time he sees your body and no matter how hard he fights the urge to do something—anything to show you’re his, he’s only human. he could never resist leaving those pretty bruises along your skin, even if he says he tries.

ahh… thirst

❤️❤️😭😭

the left wing (M)

pairing: mark (nct) + you (reader)

you: no more stalling. no more excuses. it’s the middle of the night and you need to get away from nctu and all of its watchful eyes. maybe, with you and mark alone, you can finally tell him how you feel.

him: mark is steadily working up the courage to be honest with you about his feelings. but when he learns that your controversial story is connected to neonet, mark begins to wonder if he can trust you with his heart.

warnings: mild language; explicit sexual content

a/n: this is part four of my smashing the six series; check my masterlist for other parts; happy reading!

Keep reading

he’s so adorable and pretty ♡

Request for a scene where miso meets yoongi for the first time lol

478: drabble

alternatively, yoongi’s scared shitless of miso :)

[ 478 masterlist ]

The apartment can barely handle you and Jungkook together doing everything at once.

It’s cramped even if it’s a lavish apartment in the city. The space is teeming with the countless gifts you’ve accumulated all throughout In Terms of Eternity’s run and with the last episode due next week, you don’t doubt that it would be even more packed.

It’s heroic for you and your husband to conquer so many things at once all at the same time — packing last-minute for a long-overdue vacation that would last for almost a month, packing things in advance so the two of you would move in to your house for the meantime right after the vacation, and the cherry on top — planning for a new house amidst it all.

You’re on your cellphone asking Jimin to redirect all the gifts you’ll receive from this point forward to your old house for the meantime; your parents are on the house phone because you’re asking them to watch over Miso for the time being. With it, you’re on your laptop exchanging emails with the contractor.

Jungkook’s bouncing from one place to another, multiple luggages set on the floor. He’s packing his and yours combined and tries not to overthink it (he’s considering bringing the king-sized comforter because what if he misses your bed at home), all while trying to pry off Miso from eating all the styrofoam wrapped around the fridge.

The intercom rings and it barely fazes the two of you because you’re so busy, Jungkook only hearing it by the third ring.

“Did we order dinner?” he asks over Miso yowling for apparently no reason at all, stepping over the numerous things sprawled out to see what it was all about.

“It’s already dinner?” you exclaim, peering your head and squinting your eyes to see the tiny screen on the intercom. “Oh, that’s Yoongi! He brought us our sunglasses!”

“He found them?! Thank god,” Jungkook sighs in relief at the thought, majorly calm now that he gets to tick off the last remaining item the two of you needed for vacation.

The sunglasses would make or break your whole vacation, two pieces that were both rare and matching that it was especially hard to scour the web for them. It’s two pairs of extremely flattering yet expensive couple sunglasses you insisted on having, and Jungkook wouldn’t argue further.

Yoongi’s built himself connections to the luxury eyewear scene from how often he wears them, and considering that he’s the ambassador for the same brand you’ve been vying for, it made perfect sense for you to call in a favor.

“Jungkook, dude! God, getting this was hard. And that’s coming from me, their actual ambassador!” Yoongi complains the moment the door’s opened for him, letting himself in and belatedly realizing the chaos that was unfolding in your very apartment.

“Thank you so much, Yoongi. We owe you a lot for this one,” Jungkook settles in for a side-hug, voice loud with relief that he doesn’t even notice he groaned Yoongi’s name out loud.

It’s too hectic for either of you to realize that Yoongi’s here.

And so is Miso.

“Aw, is that your cat?” Yoongi coos the moment he sees the mass of fluff walk slowly over to him determinedly, mistaking the daunting pace as friendly. “She’s so— fuck!”

Yoongi’s scream is what alerts you and Jungkook, the realization dawning in that Yoongi and Miso — the very cat that your husband taught to attack him from a mere mention of his name or just his appearance itself — are in the same room.

Miso’s tail is puffed as she’s latching on to Yoongi’s hoodie, thankfully not breaking any skin but dangerously close because she’s just hanging there, her paw curled and ready to smack him as she practiced on a rat before.

“Why is she trying to kill me?!”

“I-I don’t know!” Jungkook exasperates in between chuckles he’s trying so hard to contain, troubling Yoongi even more because he doesn’t know what’s so funny.

“Miso! Where is this behavior from?” Jungkook snatches her from Yoongi’s hoodie, relenting but not without giving a continuously long hiss.

“Do you have any idea why your cat’s trying to kill me?” Yoongi’s eyes bulge towards you who’s trying earnestly not to laugh, eyebrows drawing inwards because he’s the only one clueless.

“I... I don’t know either.”

😭💕💕

The Love After (03)

03: The Love After

Pairing: Jungkook x (f.) Reader, ex!Yoongi x Reader

Genre/Tags: werewolf au; beta!jungkook x human!reader; angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, smut

Chapter (Series) Warnings: minor character death, grief and loss, depression, thoughts of one’s own death, animal attack, descriptions of wounds and injuries, heart attack, talk of death, almost fire, use of sex to cope, marking, sexual content (first times; fingering, breast play, oral (f receiving), handjob, unprotected sex) (18+)

Chapter Word count: 25.5k (oops)

Mini-Series summary: Every werewolf has a fate, interpreted by Amma and guided by the Moon. In this world, there are 2 Supreme Fates fully determined by Her - serve in the Wolf Warrior Clan or find your True Mate. You and Jungkook have neither. You both lost the loves of your lives to live out their Supreme Fates and it’s why you both hold resentment towards the mating system. Until the Ceremony happens and you and Jungkook are fated to each other, connected only by heartbreak, pain, and the long lost belief that you could ever love again.

A/N: Hiii it’s the final part! I cried, I swooned, I hurt, I loved with this, and I’m just glad I got to write something that I didn’t think I would and that you guys read it and enjoyed. I would also like to give credit to The Legend of the Smeraldo Flower. I needed something for that scene and realized later on how The Truth Untold just fits.

Thank you so much for reading and for all your lovely messages! Please stay safe and well 🥰

Series Masterlist

Keep reading