Hyunjin When He's Horny

Hyunjin When He's Horny

Genre: Suggestive

Content Warnings: No real smut but alludes to it; mentions of naughty photos/videos/sketches; alludes to masturbation and fellatio 

Mellow speaks: This was actually pretty cute to write since I see Hyun as being not too hardcore most of the time? Hope you guys like it!

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So...Hyun is naturally very clingy, you know? With you anyway, because he just loves the way you smell and the way your body fits so perfectly against his. With everyone else of course, he's much more reserved, so any cuddling and touching is usually restricted to the bedroom, something which you're more than grateful for, because his clinginess can turn into him being horny super fast. 

He's quite tall and has really long limbs, so most of the time, when you cuddle, you're either sitting in his lap or between his thighs. It starts out as innocent enough, with your back resting against his chest while you watch a movie, or your lips slotted against his as you make out lazily. It's all fun and games, until you start squirming around, either subconsciously as you try to get comfortable, or completely intentionally in the hopes of turning him on. 

He's very sensitive to your touch, and just as perceptive too. It takes him less than a second to notice the way your hips seem to be rubbing a little too harshly against his, and before he knows it, there's a tent in his shorts and a growing need deep inside of him. He's shy at first about it, unsure of whether or not you're actually in the mood to do something. But the second you show the slightest of signs of wanting more, he's not going to let you go. 

He'll start off with gentle touches that linger a second too long, his long fingers dancing along the skin of your neck and arms, his lips and teeth finding solace in biting your supple sweet spot as he urges you to give in. Stop him right then if you don't want it, because if you don't, then sooner rather than later, those same fingers will be slipping the fabric of your outfit over your head and down your legs, till he leaves you vulnerable and beautiful under his gaze. 

I've written a fic or two about this, but he loves to sketch you. You could be doing the most mundane of things and he'll see inspiration in how gorgeous you look, just sitting there reading a book or munching on a packet of chips. And when inspiration does strike him, he's quick to find his sketchbook and pencils, bringing to life on the paper the contours of your body that he's committed to memory. 

But soon enough, the sketching turns into him admiring those very contours, and before long, he's desperate to feel your skin under his touch. The sketchbook then lies forgotten on the chair as he climbs onto the bed, hovering over your form. He tells you he wants to feel you up close to "Get a feel of your beauty for himself," so he can do justice to his masterpiece. Not that he'll be getting to that masterpiece anytime soon, if at all. 

He needs his privacy when it comes to you, since he's pretty introvert-ish and thinks it's a hassle to have to engage in anything even remotely sexual when there's people around. So if you try to get him riled up when in public, he'll try his best to keep it in, silently begging you to save your teasing till you manage to go somewhere more secluded. But again, since he's pretty sensitive to your touch, it doesn't take him long to find it nearly impossible to hold those moans back. 

All the better for you, since those pretty moans are exactly what you've been craving for a while. In the end, it's always you who emerges victorious, even though the actual situation can play out in one of two ways. It's either him becoming absolute putty in your hands and letting you use him as you please, or him growling that killer growl of his as he drags you to the nearest restroom/spare room he can find. 

And when you send him naughty pictures or save spicy videos in his phone only for him to find? The surprised expression on his face soon makes way for beautiful flustered one as his hands inch down his chest and between his thighs. But of course, his palm and fingers never can compare to how heavenly your mouth feels around him. So he's got no choice but to get angry at himself for being so vulnerable for you, and at you for turning him on so much, as he hopes he'd get some closure when he can manage to get his hands on you.

So all in all, Hyunjin being horny is actually much more gentle than you'd think, in my opinion anyway. He's going to (try to) be subtle but needy about it, hoping that you'll catch on to his silent hints and just give in without him having to say it. 

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐱

Word Count: 1.7k

Warning: smut, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), swearing, fingering (f. receiving), mentions public sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism, hair pulling, established relationship, dom!Hyunjin

Synopsis: You decided to sleepover in the dorms and Hyunjin just can’t help taking you for himself

A/N: I revamped version of a scrapped fic of mine, tis the similar idea almost. Also I didn’t not proof read this. I didn’t proof read this so I apologize in advance. Hope that this fic doesn’t disappoint and you all enjoy it :)

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#! — [ 11:26 ] Hwang Hyunjin

— gn!reader, hints of sex // suggestive // not my pics

You turned around in your bed, faint rays of sunshine hitting your face, causing you to squint your eyes. You stretched out your arms, legs, all your limbs to get that morning numbness away, sighing out in the progress. It took you a hot minute to register that Hyunjin wasn't with you in bed, the space next to you on the matress empty and cold, leaving you lonely. You didn't have much time to search around or question it, though, his voice already sounding through the room as soon as he heard your wakening.

"Good morning, sleepyhead."

Hyunjin's words carried a chuckle in them, and your eyes went to the place he made himself comfortable in. He was sitting by the desk, laptop open, headphones lowered around his neck. You couldn't hold back the smile that sneaked itself onto your lips at the sight of your boyfriend; his hair in a messy bun, leaving some dark strands dance freely around his pretty face, loose, white shirt accentuating his steady arms that were working on whatever song or project while you were asleep safe and sound, his bottoms only containing of his boxers, like so often in the morning when he had nowhere to rush, nowhere to go to and therefore didn't see the use in putting on actual pants. Not that you would complain about it, though, his muscular, defined thighs providing you a nice view every morning. Hyunjin smiled back at you, noticing the way you were mustering him, and he stood up, placing the headphones down on the table before making his way to you. A quick look at the clock made you understand that you have slept way too long, the 12th hour already starting. Your eyes went back to the boy who has reached the bed already, looking up at him with questioning eyes.

"Why didn't you wake me up? It's so late."

Your pout and raspy morning voice made Hyunjin chuckle and soon after you felt the matress dip beside you, your boyfriend now sitting next to you, hovering over your figure.

"You have nothing to be early for today. And you were too cute to disturb your sleep baby."

You blushed at his words, your cheeks getting hotter. You felt Hyunjin's hands sneaking under the blanket your were wrapped in, his upper body lowering to meet your lips in a slow, soft kiss, catching you off guard. His hands traced the sensitive skin of your thighs, delicately, while his lips lowered themselves onto your jaw, nibbling down at the skin, elliciting a breathy moan out of you. God, you hated how easy it was for Hyunjin to wrap you around his fingers, especially in the morning, and the fact he knew it as well, smirking against your neck, didn't make anything better. His hands travelled up your legs, carefully caressing the skin of your hips and waist, giving it light squeezes occasionally, lips not once disconnecting from your neck. At this point you were weak, were anticipating his next actions. And as if Hyunjin could read your mind, he hooked his slender fingers into the waistband of your panties, playing with it, lips tracing up again to meet your panting ones.

"Wanna eat breakfast?"

Figuring what Hyunjin meant with breakfast you nodded eagerly, getting impatient by the second due to him not moving down his hands further, letting them fiddle with your underwear. But as soon as he saw you nod he let go off you all together, stood up and made his way to the door of the bedroom. You whined out and gave him a questioning look, feeling empty and betrayed from your boyfriend. He looked at you, chuckling evilish, his eyes flickering with faked innocence.

"What, you wanted breakfast, didn't you?"

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𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 — #! : hhj

genre: smut

pairing: hyunjin x fem!reader

wc: 1.3k

warnings/ content: oral (f receiving), masturbation (m)

not my pics, credits to owner!

You doubted you've ever seen Hyunjin this needy in the morning, begging to eat you out the moment you first opened your eyes and let soft rays of sun hit your face. Who were you to say no to him, though, when he was asking so nicely? So you found yourself sitting on the edge of the bed, sleepiness still taking over you and making you cue at your boyfriend who was kneeling before you on the floor, looking up at you almost obediently. He shuffled a bit in his seat before he pulled his pants down, his defined thighs and hard cock exposed before you, and you couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the boy, at the way his hand momentarily found it's way around his member, so impatiently, stroking and making himself leak already.

"Mhh, you're this desperate baby? Can't even wait to touch yourself?", you asked, pretentious sweetness lacing your voice while your fingers ruffled his untamed hair, and the small whimper Hyunjin let out, the subtle hip thrust he wasn't able to hide at your words sent a shiver down your spine. You watched as his face reddened, his cheecks and ears, the way down to his neck painting pink. Your heart jumped in your chest at the sight, got excited as Hyunjin grew more embarassed by the second, eyes inspecting his hands that laid in his lap, fingers fiddling nervously and you almost chuckled again but held yourself back to spare the boy a little. Instead, you let your hand find his chin, hooking two fingers under it as you pulled his face up, making him look at you again. And you leaned down, painfully slowly for the awaiting man beneath you, his eyes glistening in impatience and need, until finally your lips collided, leaving him breathless. You could feel how Hyunjin relaxed all of a sudden, as if his muscles turned to mush in a heartbeat while he kept kissing you back needily, sighs slipping past his teeths at the least possible contact. Pulling away, a string of saliva connecting you before it broke, you sat up straight again, smiling down at your boyfriend.

"Don't be embarrassed.", you whispered, making the boy blush again, ironically so, and this time you couldn't help but giggle at his antics. Hyunjin was quick to overplay it, though, quickly inching closer to the edge of the bed, closer to your figure, looking up at you with big, dark puppy eyes. His hands twitched in his lap, as if he was hesitant to touch, to do anything without your permission, his eyes wandering down your body, stopping at your core.

"Can I?"

A quick glance up at you again made him lock eyes with you, and you nodded at him, your hand mindlessly playing with his hair. It was almost scary, how intoxicating Hyunjin was, how you couldn't possibly convert your eyes off him even if you wanted to, his figure, his stance, his movements and behaviours luring you in, making your head run wild. Longing striked your body now too as you watched the boy leaning closer to you, left hand resting on the matress right next to you, only inches away from touch, his right hand loosely around his cock again, hardening painfully more by the second. He let his plush lips wander across your thighs, giving open mouthed kisses to your skin, ocassionally biting down and sucking your flesh as well, making you close your eyes in content. Hyunjin's left hand found your figure by now, holding your hip as if to stabilize himself while he continued to leave trails and trails of kisses around your core. Your hips, thighs and abdomen were covered in love bites by the time you finally felt his breath hitting closer to where you actually wanted him, the boy pressing yet another kiss to your clothed core, both hands resting on your legs, keeping them apart. You hummed out at the feeling, though you wished for more, but you weren't one to take away his fun just yet, letting Hyunjin do as he pleased for a little while longer, your hips grinding against his face softly. And so he continued to let his lips wander up and down your covered slit, tongue darting out from time to time as if there wasn't a piece of clothing keeping him from tasting you, as if he didn't care a bit. And as needy as you got you loved to feel the outcome of his slow teasing, the wet patch on your underwear growing bigger with every kiss the male pressed to your clit, butterflies setting off in your stomach whenever you felt him smile against you at the sounds of your sighs and breathless moans.

After a while of him teasing both you and himself, strokes on his dick as slow as one could imagine, the room filled with soft, impatient sounds of pleasure, you decided to take manners into your own hands, tangling your fingers in Hyunjin's hair, making him pull away from you which he only reluctantly accepted.

"C'mon, stop teasing finally."

Your voice was husky, and though you couldn't possibly know it, something set off in Hyunjin at the way you sounded, the way you looked now that he was watching you. Your back was arched, your arms supporting your weight behind you, the only piece of clothing covering you the lace panties Hyunjin hasn't yet taken off. And no matter how much self control the boy had he couldn't possibly say no to you, could not imagine refusing you even one wish when you looked so beautiful before him, ethereal he would say. So he pulled the cloth off your body, leaving the both of you naked to the core, fully exposed for each other, and the boy couldn't wait one more second. His lips, red and puffy from endless kissing and biting and licking, connected with your heat that was glistening in wetness, his tongue slipping past his teeth to lap up your juices, a broken moan leaving your throat as your back finally hit the mattress, your arms useless for support at this point. Your back arched up even more, making you grind against Hyunjin's mouth at which he couldn't help but moan out as well, basking in your pleasure, in the way you felt, the way you tasted against his tongue. And yet again his hand made it's way back down to stroke himself, hips stuttering yearningly as his only thought was to sent you to cloud nine. Hyunjin looked up at you, needy eyes inspecting each and every inch of your body, and you were lucky your eyes were shut closed because even a quick glance at the male would have made you lose it right then and there; eyes sparkling up at you, chin and nose glistening as he kept giving kitten licks and kisses to your core, as he kept sucking your clit, two of his fingers fiddling at your entrance, as if unsure of his actions. You would have lost it at his muscles flexing, his shoulders tensing as if he was the one receiving pleasure, at the way he was sloppily tried getting himself off with his weaker hand only to give you all he had. You would have lost it, but you were able to keep your composure for a bit longer, heart racing and head dizzying the longer Hyunjin was at it. It wasn't until his fingers finally entered you, curled up against the one spot he'd find in his sleep, it wasn't until then that you grinded against him one last time, the knot that has been forming in your stomach snapping while your legs closed themselves around your boyfriend's head, a drawn out moan leaving your lips as the long awaited orgasm washed over you. And, unaware to you once again, Hyunjin couldn't possibly hold out any longer either, a few last thrusts into his own hand and he was painting himself white, leaving both you and him a panting mess, breathless and cloud headed, sweaty and exhausted.

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"big tiddie anime bitches" | jjk

↳ Summary: Jungkook, bless his heart, has an obsession. An obsession with big titty anime girls and the idea of you dressed as them. His birthday is coming up, what better time to fulfil his weeb fantasies than on Jungkook's special day.

Alternatively...

You hate the idea of dressing up as those stupid "big tiddie anime bitches" but your love for Jeon Jungkook is stronger. Besides Jungkook will have his turn next.

↳ Pairing: Jungkook x reader

↳ Genre: smut, pwp, fluff, established relationship, 'maid for you' couple !

↳ Rating: 18+

↳ Word count: 3.5k

↳ Warnings: disgusting amount of love and adoration between these two ew, unprotected sex, swearing, spanking, titty job, oral (both female and male), spit, reverse cowgirl, lovebites, fingering, big dick! jk, stomach bulging, creampies, crying (but the good kind), dom! jk,

↳ a/n: this is a prequel to my other fic 'maid for you' however this fic can be read on its own. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JEON JUNGKOOK MY LOVE <3

“Okay, hear me out.”

“No, Jungkook, I will not hear you out.”

With an exasperated sigh, you rise from the couch and head to your bathroom, leaving a pouting Jungkook who follows you like a lost puppy.

“Don’t you think it would be so hot though,” Jungkook tries again.

You hastily clip your hair back, eyeing him through the reflection of the mirror, “maybe for you, you pervert.”

Jungkook remains nonchalant, your claim doing little to defer his desires. “Babeee,” he whines again, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close so he can lean his chin onto your shoulder.

“Sorry that I don’t want to feed into your weeb fantasies,” you say, reaching for your toothbrush.

Jungkook’s silent for a while, watching as you brush your teeth before muttering a quiet, “fine,” and leaving you with a light kiss to your neck.

In all honesty, the thought of dressing up as Mai from you and Jungkook’s recent anime binge, ‘Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai,’ doesn’t disgust you. You’ll admit, her little bunny girl get up is hot, and out of all the other characters Jungkook has begged you to dress up as, the bunny girl outfit is probably one of the easiest costumes to get into because let’s be real, no matter how much Jungkook begs you will never paint yourself blue (he can find his own Widowmaker somewhere else).

As you finish up your skincare, you ponder over his request once again. His birthday is coming up soon, and ignoring the fact that there's a suspicious lump of presents stuffed in the back of your closet all for him, one more present wouldn’t hurt.

Entering your bedroom you find your boyfriend bundled up in the sheets, the glow of his phone highlighting his pretty face.

You make yourself known, your knee dipping into the mattress, making Jungkook turn over towards you, his arms welcoming you for your nightly spooning.

“You’re not mad at me right?” he whispers into your hair to which you reply with a snort, “no, why would I be?”

Jungkook sighs like he’s embarrassed, nuzzling his nose deep into your neck, you wiggle away at the ticklish feeling but his strong arms keep you in place. “Because I always ask you to dress up as those characters even though you always like to rant to me about the male gaze and how a bikini doesn’t count as armour.” He cards his fingers through your hair, his other hand rubbing small comforting circles on the skin of your waist, “I don’t want you to think i’m some crazed horndog who objectifies their girlfriend.”

You laugh, big and goofy, and if Jungkook wasn’t so caught up in his thoughts he would’ve kissed you silly.

“Baby I would never think that, you’ve proved to me many times that your love is genuine. But hey, I don't blame you, I’ve got great tits,” you declare, turning to face his sleepy eyes.

“And a great ass too,” he adds, gripping your bottom with a tight hold that makes you gasp.

“I love you,” Jungkook says, pure adoration across his face.

You wanna squish his cheeks so bad, “aww you love me?” comes your teasing reply.

Jungkook rolls his eyes before wriggling into a more comfy position, “just say it back so I can sleep.”

You give into your desire to squish his cheeks by booping his nose. It scrunches cutely and he opens one eye, “I love you too,” you finally say.

The lively music is cranked down and the attention is solely focused on Jungkook. He’s got a big smile plastered across his face, his cheeks a cute shade of pink as he raises his cup.

“I’d just like to thank you all for being here tonight, I couldn’t ask for a better birthday celebration,” Jungkook announces, eliciting a “I LOVE YOU JEON JUNGKOOK!” from none other than a plastered Park Jimin. Jungkook’s eyes crinkle when he shouts back a string of adoration before pulling you in towards him.

“I would also like to thank my beautiful girlfriend who planned this all out,” Jungkook says, those eyes of his that you love so much sparkling just for you.

A round of “awws” makes its way to the two of you and you shyly hide your blush into Jungkook’s chest. He gently kisses the top of your head, the flicker of his birthday candle flames creating an angelic aura around you.

When the chorus of singing finally dies down and Jungkook bends down to blow out his candle and make a wish, he wishes for a forever happiness with you.

As you approach Jungkook with the last handful of empty beer cans, you dump them into the large trash bag and wrap your arms around his backside.

“Hey,” you whisper, gripping his shirt to grab his attention.

“What is it baby,” Jungkook replies mindlessly, scrubbing a stubborn stain out of a plate.

A mischievous grin paints your visage as you tell him, “I have one more present for you.”

Placing the clean plate onto the drying rack, Jungkook cranes his next to look at you, “what! baby you’ve done so much for me already.”

Your smile only grows wider as you gauge Jungkook’s reaction to your words, “I know, but I wanted to fulfil one of your wishes.”

Jungkook pauses, his head tilting slightly as he tries to remember what you’re talking about. “What do you mean wish? What wish are we talking about here?”

You release your grip on him to lean against the counter top, eyeing him closely, “you know… the thing you wanted me to do the other week?”

He shakes his head, looking at you as if it would help him remember before giving up, “I’m lost.”

Pushing yourself off of the counter you roll your eyes, “ugh just meet me in the bedroom when you're done,” you say as you sashay out of the kitchen and into the bedroom.

There’s a long second that passes, the water from the tap suddenly getting hot before Jungkook breathes in with a mumbled, “oh, oh.” 

Unbeknownst to you, Jungkook’s eyes light up with the realisation that he was gonna get lucky tonight. He rushes to the bedroom, almost breaking a glass cup on the way. He expects you to be on the bed laid out for him, but you’re not.

There’s a sliver of yellow light that spills from under the bathroom door and a quiet “shit” that leaves your lips. Jungkook hears a snap, like a rubber band against skin, a small whimper comes from your mouth and Jungkook worriedly knocks on the door.

“What are you doing in there? Are you okay?”

When you bought the damn costume you didn’t read the reviews. You completely missed the part where numerous people recommended buying a size up. Now you’re suffering those consequences and you finally shimmy the body suit on.

“Get on the bed and wait,” you try to say as sweetly as you can, but there's a twinge of struggle that comes making Jungkook lean his ear suspiciously against the door.

“Alright, I’ll wait, but I should remind you that It’s my birthday and you shouldn’t keep the birthday boy waiting.”

You hear the shuffle of bedsheets, Jungkook probably listening to you and lying down on the bed. You stare at yourself in the mirror, both shocked and surprised at how good you look despite the fact that your tits bulge out like you’ve squeezed yourself into those corsets from the 19th century. Not to mention that the body suit is so tight that if you took a deep breath it kind of hurt, but you’ve already made it this far, and you have an excited birthday boy on the other side of the door so with small inhale that doesn’t cause your lungs to hate you, you open the bathroom door.

“Can I open my eyes now,” Jungkook asks excitedly, his tattooed hands covering the entirety of his face.

You’re standing like a stiff soldier, unsure of how to present yourself, “uh, no, don’t look yet.”

Should you pose? How should you stand? Maybe lean against the doorframe? No that’s stupid…

“Oh, fuck”

In the midst of deciding if you should pose like a bunny girl, or get onto the bed, Jungkook had lost his patience and opened his eyes.

“Jungkook! I told you to shut your eyes.”

Jungkook remains frozen, his eyes big as he drinks up your curves. He doesn’t know where to look. Your hips are rounded to perfection, thick thighs on display, your boobs practically one jump away from popping out, the cute bunny ears standing tall that surprisingly suit your features.

“Shit, is it bad that i’m already hard, fucking hell.”

Jungkook doesn’t know if he’s proud because he finally convinced you to dress up for him or proud at the fact that you’re all his. His dick however, agrees to both.

“Men,” you scoff sarcastically as you crawl towards Jungkook whose head lays against the headboard, his taut thighs spread as if to welcome you. 

You find comfort between his thighs kneeling before him and holding his chin in your hand. “Happy birthday, Jungkook,” you say, seduction dropping from your lips.

He smirks back, eyes dropping down to your glossy lips, “mmm, happy birthday to me indeed.”

It’s messy, both your lips getting sticky with a mixture of your lip gloss and saliva, but you love it. Jungkook opens his mouth, you follow his rhythm, your tongue poking out to intertwine with his.

You moan into his mouth when his hands find purchase on your ass. His big hands squeeze both cheeks before slapping them, a loud smack echoing around the room. His action pushes you closer to him, your hands on his chest to steady yourself.

Jungkook’s hands continue to wander before he giggles softly at the discovery of the cute fuzzy tail attached to your bottom.

“Cute,” he utters into your neck, licking your collarbones and sucking your sweet skin.

“What?” you pant, leaning your head back to offer more skin to Jungkook, to which he happily leaves a trail of love bites that slowly bloom along your neckline.

He pokes your butt, “you have a little tail.”

You wiggle your hips, the tail brushing along Jungkook’s hand. You move away from him and run your nails down his thighs, “whatever, get your shirt off and your dick out.”

A lopsided smile erupts on his face, “ohh bunny girl is feisty tonight.” Though, he obeys your command, pulling his shirt over his head in that weird but attractive way that boys do, and unbuckles the belt of his jeans.

Jungkook is indeed very hard, his cock slapping against his abdomen the second it's released from the denim.

You spit into your hand, gripping his cock immediately, drawing out a shocked groan from your boyfriend.

You take care of him with love, your grip tight, making sure to fist his red tip before bringing it back down the length of his shaft.

Once his cock is nice and prepped, shiny from your saliva, you wrap your lips around the head, sucking softly before fluttering your lashes up at him.

His lids are half open, to keep his gaze on you while revelling in the bliss of your heavenly mouth. “Fuck baby, love your mouth,” he groans, bringing his fingers to brush away the strands that fall into your eyes.

You continue your actions, bobbing your head up and down as you watch your boyfriend crumble from pleasure. Suddenly, an idea pops into your brain. Releasing his length from your mouth, you begin to pull off the tight clear straps from your shoulders.

Your tits pop out provocatively, bouncing slightly as they’re released from the confinements of the tight bodysuit.

Jungkook stares, mouth wide open, “wh-what are you doing.”

You’re still continuing to jerk him off, and Jungkook swears he’s about to bust a nut when you ask, “do you wanna fuck my tits?”

He sits up at that, startling you, “are you kidding? Fuck yeah I do.”

You laugh at his cute reaction and flick your hair so it falls off your shoulder, you gotta make sure the girls are all clear for your man after all.

Jungkook holds the base of his cock and you use your hands to press your tits together. He slides in with ease, a hiss and a small “shit” falling from his lips.

You keep your gaze on him, he always likes when you look at him during intimate times like this. You continue your stare, eyes hazy and you let drool dribble out of your mouth, letting it run

down your cleavage and onto his tip. His dick twitches in response and you hide your smile by biting your lip.

Holding your tits together you bounce them up and down, you stick your tongue out teasingly, letting it connect to his tip every time his cock peeps through your cleavage.

“Does it feel good baby?” you ask, helping Jungkook speed up the rhythm of his thrusts. “Mmm God, feels so good baby,” he whines and you swear a flood breaks out in your panties.

You love to please him, his eyes fluttering shut, until he takes his cock out of your hold. “Come here love, I'm gonna cum if you keep going. It's my turn now.”

You pout at the loss of his warmth, “babe it's your birthday, today is all about you. Let me take care of you.”

Jungkook gets up, pulling his jeans fully off his body, leaving his stark naked in front of you. You shamelessly ogle his body, he’s just so fine! 

“There’s a flaw in your logic there babe. Today is all about me, therefore I get to decide what I want to do. And what I want to do is eat you out.”

“Alright birthday boy,” you grin, switching places with Jungkook. Before you lay down you start to remove your bodysuit, that’s until Jungkook lets out a choked, “no! Keep it on.”

You pause, head cocking to the side, “but how are you gonna-”

“Shh, don’t even worry about it, leave all the work to me babe.”

And work he does as he gets right into pleasuring you.

Jungkook starts by teasing you slowly, kissing your heat over the thin material. “Shit baby, you’ve soaked your costume,” he jibes, hooking his thumbs under the elastic to reveal your dripping slit.

You feel his hot breath as it hits your pussy making you involuntarily clench at what’s to come. “Fuck, baby you’ve got the prettiest pussy in the world.”

You cross your arms over your face embarrassed, “Jungkook, please.”

Jungkook listens, flattening his tongue against you, tasting you.

You inhale sharply as Jungkook pulls the costume back more and you fist the sheets when he finally dives in.

“Oh, God! Jungkook!” you moan, basking in the electric pleasure that shoots through you as Jungkook sucks and tongues at your clit like a man starved.

With his free hand, he pops two fingers in his mouth, watching your flushed expression with dark eyes. You feel his fingers at the entrance of your hole, teasing you as his tongue continues to draw pictures on your swollen nub.

Your thighs clench around Jungkook’s head when he slips two of his fingers inside of you. “Ah! Feels so good, baby.”

He says nothing, his reply coming through the wet sounds of his mouth and fingers.

Jungkook is skilled, used to all the signs and crevices of your body, so when your hips begin to lift, and your toes begin to clench, Jungkook keeps at his pace.

His mouth opens and closes around your heat, his fingers curling inside as you explode, your orgasm completely swallowing you.

You throw your head back into the pillows, a whine bubbling out of your mouth. Once your hips settle back down, Jungkook knows the high is over, releasing his mouth and fingers off of you.

Your costume snaps back into place and you sigh, Jungkook crawling on top of you, a cheeky grin plastered on his face. He always gets so cocky after making you cum.

He kisses you again and you melt, tasting yourself on his tongue.

His hands find your waist and you squeal into his neck as he swiftly flips you on top of him. You brush away the hair that had fallen into your face from the abrupt movement, “your strength continues to amaze me,” you giggle, smiling down sweetly at Jungkook. 

You kiss him again because you simply can’t get enough of him, he slaps your ass grabbing your attention. “I want you to turn around.”

You almost frown, “but I want you to look at me when I ride you.”

He runs a ringer down your arm before squeezing your boob in his palm, “you will baby just turn around for me first.”

You comply anyway, turning your body away from him, “you just wanna watch my bunny tail bounce don’t you,” you accuse. Jungkook laughs, “maybe.”

You don’t allow another second to be wasted, sitting up on your knees to move the sticky costume to the side. With your other hand you reach down and hold the base of Jungkook’s cock, positioning it at your entrance before slowly sinking down on him.

You both groan at the sensation of your warmth enveloping his length, your voices harmonising together in pleasure. You swivel your hips in small circles, getting comfortable with his huge size.

Jungkook places both hands on your hips, and you take that as a sign to show him how well you can ride it.

You begin with a light bounce, letting go of the bunny girl costume material as his cock holds it out of the way. You lean your hands on his thighs gaining a steady rhythm humming at the euphoria that spreads through your body.

Jungkook will admit, the sight of your bunny tailed ass paired with the ears that sit atop of your cute head is a sight that makes him release a deep groan.

His hands tighten on your skin and he thrusts up, his body spinning in pleasure, “baby you’re so hot, so tight, fuck.”

You try your best to maintain the speed, loud wet smacks ricocheting around the walls of your room. However, the burn in your tired thighs takes over, and Jungkook notices the way you start to slow down, and he’s not having it.

Jungkook takes the reins and thrusts his hips at a rapid speed that has you screaming his name. As Jungkook increases his speed, he grabs both of your arms, using them to help him piston into you at a faster speed.

“Ah! Oh fuck Jungkook” is all you can say, the pleasure vibrating all over your skin. A mix of both your essences melds together and drips down your thighs, you sigh and fall back against his chest. You can finally see Jungkook, and god, he’s so pretty.

Jungkook continues to thrust into you, his breath staggered and rough as it rushes against your ear. Your tits bounce ferociously like those hentai videos you’ve caught him watching, and as you expected, he grabs one in his hand rubbing a finger over your nipple and squeezing the other.

You pant in his neck, leaving small kisses on his hot skin to which he turns his head to offer you his lips.

Jungkook’s hand releases your tit to find your clit, rubbing fast circles that push you further to your release.

Your mouth falls open, unable to speak. Jungkook is focused on the way your bodies meet, his eyes wide when he notices something.

“Holy shit, look at that love, my dick so big you can see it through your stomach.”

You raise your head, eyes almost crossing at the sight of the bulge that pokes through your stomach every time Jungkook sends a hard thrust into you.

You can’t take it anymore, “Jungkook! Baby I’m gonna cum,” you feel your eyes starting to water at the impending explosion of your orgasm.

You know Jungkook is close, his teeth wrapped around his bottom lip, “yeah, hold it baby I’m almost there, fuck I love you.”

You could almost cry. “I love you so much too Koo.”

With one final thrust you both cum together.

Jungkook holds you tightly, his dick snug inside of your walls as he starts to soften.

No words are spoken, just the sound of deep breaths and shuddered sighs. It’s heavenly. 

Jungkook gently exits your heat, his cum slowly dripping out onto your thighs and onto your bed sheets.

“Just letting you know, it’s gonna be your turn next,” you mumble tiredly, stretching your arms before wrapping them around Jungkook’s head as he continues to catch his breath.

He only scoffs in return, turning his head towards you to plant a sweet kiss against your forehead, “as if.”

Oh, you're so getting back at him.

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↬ pairing: jungkook x f. reader

↬ genre: established relationship, smut [18+]

↬ summary: You can’t resist Jungkook and his tattoos.

↬ wc: 627

↬ warnings: cursing, fingering (f. receiving), squirting, marking 

↬ a/n: couldn’t resist after finally seeing him in a short-sleeve shirt!

↬ date: May 3, 2020

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