(Chapter 3)

(Chapter 3)

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: Taehyung and Jimin always loved cute dolls that stumbled into their lives not knowing they will snatch the dolls away, play with them until they are shattered—broken. Once they can't play with them anymore, they would throw them away. God knows what happens, but will they keep you?

𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: Yandere Idol! Taehyung x F! Reader x Yandere Idol! Jimin. Ft. Other BTS members

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: This is a dark fic, containing non-consensual/dubious-consensual elements or other triggering topics. Please don't read it you find this triggering or not entertaining in any sort of way. Please don't read if you are below 18 years old. I don't condone any of the actions written below, all of these are purely fiction and fantasy. This does not have any related events with the living nor the dead. This also doesn't relate to anybody that were mentioned in real life. This is fiction. All reader inserts are legal age. (Manipulation, SMUT, CURSING, ROUGH FINGERING, DUBIOUS CONSENT, SQUIRTING)

"I can't believe this is happening..." She whispered slowly to herself as her widened eyes stared at the beaming man in front of her. Jimin was smiling ear to ear, showing his pearly whites while his eyes turned into cute little crescents. The windows were completely black and Y/N doubt anyone could see her inside, there was a divider that separates the driver's view and the passenger's view, and now it was pulled up. "It feels... It feels like..."

"Like a dream?" Jimin finished her sentence almost immediately and he can feel himself getting slightly irritated by his answer. He shouldn't have done that, he didn't want to come off as weird. Jimin knew about Y/N's dreams about them but he didn't exactly want her to know that. Y/N would write it up in her phone's note, and she wouldn't miss a single day—her dreams start to become a nightmare after her failed encounter with them but she was about to change that.

"I... Yeah..." She breathes out staring at the epitome of perfection in front of her. He was acting so casual and yet he looked so ethereal, how is he real? God really does have favorites. Jimin noticed how she started to become breathless again, his hand finds itself situated on her thighs as he softly rubs it inching higher and higher but Y/N was too caught up in the whole situation to even notice his ill-intent. In her mind, it was just her idol comforting her, trying to make her feel her best. Jimin scooted closer towards Y/N closing the gap between the two of them as she took a deep breath.

"Calm down, I'm here now..." Jimin whispered, leaning in closer to her. "Aren't I?"

Y/N whispered a silent thank you towards him, taking his gesture as a form of comfort as she hugged his frame. Y/N buried her face inside his neck as the tears start to fall, staining his skin but Jimin merely smiled. Jimin took the opportunity to scent her perfume, the sweet yet tangy smell that made her wanted to bite her skin till it's bruised and bleeding. Jimin rubbed her back, hands getting lower as he rubs her in comfort.

"You have no idea how much you guys mean to me... All of you changed my life..." Taehyung would love to hear this...

Jimin smirked as he thought of his friend craving for praise. That's how Taehyung was, he loves people praising him. Taehyung needs to know that he's the best, that he's good at what he does. Taehyung will meet her soon, but not now...

"Actually..." Jimin interrupted her as he pulled away, "I have something for you..."

Jimin reached towards the backseat as he took a paper bag hidden behind his seat. Y/N raised her brows out of curiosity, not knowing what was in that brown bag.

"You mentioned earlier that you didn't have a phone..." Y/N mouth gapes as her eyes widened, not believing what was about to happen, "I bought you one and it's the same as mine and the other guys..."

When Jimin mentioned that, Y/N just knew it was expensive and there was no denying that. It was the latest model and not to mention how advance it is. Y/N had been using the same phone since 2014 and had never changed to a new one ever since.

"It's purple..." Jimin stated as he pulled the box out, as he handed it to Y/N. "I bought the sim card and everything so you don't have to..."

"Jimin... I... I can't except this" Yes... Yes, you can... Jimin can buy the whole factory if he wanted to and it wouldn't put a dent in his bank account. So take the damn phone. The tracker he and Taehyung placed won't work if you wouldn't even accept it.

"Do you want me to throw it out?" He raised his eyebrows with a teasing smile, opening the window, trying to throw it out. Y/N protested, holding her hands up as she snatched away the gift, "I thought so..."

"Thank you..." She felt like she wanted to cry again but this wasn't the time for tears, so instead, she hugged him once again, muttering the same words over and over again.

"Open it..." Y/N was excited as she pulled the box open, the shining phone greeted her eyesight as she smiled widely, taking it out to inspect the design. It was indeed the same one that Jimin and the rest of his members are using. The color was beautiful, the same color as Jungkook's microphone as she could describe it. "Now turn on the phone"

Y/N pressed the button at the sight of the phone as the bright screen hurts her eyes.

"Is that?" She stared at the home screen as she giggled, "When did you take this?"

"You were gone for an hour and I had the time... Just don't change the lock screen to the other boys or else I would be really mad..." His voice seemed harmless but the meaning wasn't. Jimin would be truly pissed if she suddenly changed the lock screen into someone else. It wouldn't be as serious if she placed pictures of other members, Jimin didn't care much about that but... But men that he doesn't know? Leeches who are nothing but pests in the world? He would be furious.

Jimin lets Y/N play with her new phone for a while as he sits back and watches her intently. Jimin was thinking about way too many things to do till the point where he didn't even realize Y/N was starting to talk to him again.

"What's that, baby?" He asked as she could feel her heart fluttering at the nickname Jimin gave her.

"I um... I said... I said I don't k-know how to repay you f-for this..."

"Oh really? You really don't know?" Hearing those words coming out of his mouth made him thank god for the first time in a while. Jimin chuckled darkly, kissing his teeth as he leaned into her again, "Think hard, baby..."

"I... I-I don't know..."

"Do you really want to repay me?" Jimin questioned her once again, his sweet voice turning into a deep darker sound, "You love me don't you?"

"I do..." Y/N answered in a way, not how Jimin had hoped for but it was enough for him to do whatever he wanted. Y/N loves him. Y/N worships him. Is there anything more that he needs?

"If you love me so much..." Jimin drawled out, leaning in so close that Y/N could see every little detail about his beautiful face, "You would do anything for me, right?"

"Yes, Jimin..." She muttered, not really knowing where this was going but his presence was scaring her. It made her feel small and vulnerable but she felt like she couldn't do anything about it. How was she supposed to tell him that she felt slightly uncomfortable. She didn't want to hurt his feelings.

"If so..." Jimin spreads his legs wide open as he placed his hand on his right thigh, "Come and sit on my lap, baby. I'll tell you what I really... Really... Want"

Y/N stared at his hand in shock, his palm casually tapping his thigh indicating that she should sit on him.

"I..." Y/N paused as she thought about what to do in this situation, "I d-don't think..."

"Am I making you feel uncomfortable?" Jimin was making her feel confused. His dark presence change into his sweet one once again, his voice higher now this time as his deep gaze turned into his soft-puppy dog eyes. Y/N had no idea what was happening nor had she thought Jimin had this type of attitude. She had never seen him like this before, "Shit! I'm fucking this up!" He cursed to himself as he closed his legs, hiding his face into his hand, "I don't know how to act around you, I... I'm usually like this with the female I met... Fuck! You must think I'm such a creep now!"

Y/N had always heard from the media or even from his members that Park Jimin was a sensitive man and he was the easiest to cry out of all of them. The littlest thing that bugs him would stress him out but she had never thought in a million years she would see Park Jimin visibly stressed out and upset about something he could've just apologized for and move on.

Her heart breaks at the sight and she wouldn't want to see him like this ever. She would never want to see him or any of the boys sad and it's taking a toll on her.

Without a warning, Y/N got up from her seat, sitting on the man's lap as she pulled away his hand from his face, "Jimin, I'm so sorry!" Y/N exclaimed as she stared at his red face, eyes puffy from the tears welling up in his eyes. "Jimin... Please don't cry..."

Y/N pulled his head in her chest, trying to soothe him as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"I just... I didn't want to disappoint you..."

"Jimin... It's okay... I'm not uncomfortable, I promise..." Y/N lulled to him, she can feel his tears staining her shirt as Jimin calmed down, sniffing softly into her chest.

At this point, Taehyung would be laughing at how gullible you are. Jimin also would be laughing at you but he needed to keep his act up. He needs to show his vulnerability to you because after all, that's what they love.

Jimin smirked, holding back his dark laugh inside him as his face turned into a frown once he pulled away.

"Thank you, sweetheart..." Jimin looks up to her, eyes shining from the tears. Y/N shook her head wiping his wet cheeks as she hugged him.

"I'm sorry..." Jimin was buried in her neck again and he can't hold himself back anymore, he wanted to lick her up, bite into her, mark her as his. Her scent was driving him crazy and he could only imagine what she tastes like.

Jimin didn't care anymore because the next thing he knows, his tongue darted out to lick the soft skin in the neck of her neck.

Y/N jolted in surprise as pulled away.

Jimin stared at her with sorrowful eyes, "Kiss me..."

"Jimin... I..." If this was somebody else, they would've jumped at the opportunity to kiss Park Jimin with no doubts running through their minds. This was different, Y/N wasn't like that. She doesn't see them like that. She loves them in a way... In a way, they were the family that she never had. She would do anything for her family. Anything to make them happy. Anything to please them.

She didn't want to make Jimin sad like she did earlier.

And so she did.

She kissed him.

She didn't want to but she did.

Jimin could feel her lips on his, statically. She wasn't moving but Jimin took the liberty to the so because it was all it takes for him to ignite the spark into a raging fire inside of him.

Jimin knows her now.

Jimin knows her inside and out.

So fucking gullible, so fucking easy to manipulate.

If he does what he wanted to do for a long time now. He wouldn't fear of her running away from him because Jimin could simply turn his smile upside down and Y/N would be running towards him in a flash.

Jimin that she knows was gone now.

The real him was unleashed and he was more than happy to show her all of him.

Jimin's hands swiftly move towards the seat recliner pushing it flat until they were both laying down. Y/N whimpered in surprised, wanting to get up and get off of him but Jimin had her wrists in his hands, pushing her underneath him as he placed her hands above her head, "You're not going anywhere, baby..."

"Jimin, what are you doing?!" She exclaimed, thrashing her body underneath him in an attempt to escape but despite Jimin's small frame, he was still stronger and slightly bigger than her, "Jimin, let me go!"

"Nuh-uh... Gonna have a taste first... Been wanting to eat you up for so long now... Bet you taste so fucking good..." Jimin leaned down into her neck as he licks a stripe right on her vein, he nibbled on the skin as she whined loudly, shaking her head furiously, "If you want me to fucking break your neck, you better stay fucking still you whore"

Y/N cried out, tears falling for like the hundredth time today as she stopped moving. Jimin kissed her neck, sucking on it, wanting to draw blood to the surface. Y/N jolted up at the sensation, feeling foreign about the whole thing and she could definitely feel her body betraying her. She weeps, feeling her panties cream when she knows she shouldn't

He pulled away admiring the huge mark he left as he smiled in satisfaction, "So fucking pretty..."

"Jimin... Please..." She pleased, staring at him in the eyes and she could see how the kindness in him completely vanish. Why was he like this? Where was the Jimin everybody called angel? Fairy? Where was he. This wasn't him.

This was a demon.

"You're gonna lay there, like a good girl and spread your leg out for me alright? If you don't do what I asked you to do... You wouldn't like what I'm about to do to you if you disobey" Jimin lowered himself to her legs as she kept crying. "It would be a shame if I broke you to early..."

Jimin pulled down her pants with full force, smiling to himself when he saw one of the cute little panties Taehyung often described to him. Jimin was also content seeing the wet spot situated right underneath the swell of her swollen clit, he leaned in, taking a whiff of the sweet yet musky smell as he hummed.

"You act like you don't fucking want it but you're wet, sweetheart..." Jimin pulled the panties down, taking it off of her legs as he placed them in his pocket, "Taehyung would love to add to his collection now"

Everything Jimin was saying wasn't making any sense to her because she felt like everything they were doing wasn't possible. She didn't even know if this was real or if this was just another nightmare.

Jimin's fingers immediately pinched her swollen clit as she arched her back at the sudden sensation. Y/N was twitching and screaming underneath him, her thighs shake while loud whines escape her lips as she tried to escape from him. Jimin wanted to tie her down if he had the equipment. She would look so pretty all strained and red in his thick ropes.

Y/N was tortured on the other hand. She was pleasurably tortured by his fingers, harassing the bundle of nerves till no end, "You fucking like this baby, look how fucking wet you are..."

"J-Jimin!" She screamed when she felt his digits intruding her entrance without a warning.

"Fuck, you're a sweet little virgin aren't you?" Jimin moved his digits differently now. Instead of going in and out, ramming them inside her—he was moving them rapidly up and down, hitting her in spots she didn't even know existed. Jimin was ruthless but deep down inside she was enjoying it. She enjoyed being used like this. She enjoyed being hurt. Deep down she was a whore. She was a whore just like Jimin called her. It started to feel amazing that she was crying, wanting him to slow down yet move faster at the same time. Why was her mind being indecisive? She was supposed to hate this. "I bet our cocks wouldn't fucking fit in this tiny little hole"

"Jim-Jimin!" She jolted up, her eyes running through the back of her head as she gripped the leather seat with her nails. Jimin had one goal and he is determined to reach it. His other hand reached up also moved in sync, rubbing her swollen clit at a fast pace trying to get his good girl to cum as fast as he can and repeat the process over and over again. Fuck, Jimin wanted to make her cum so much she would pass out.

Jimin could feel her walls clenching on him, restraining his movements and he knew she was close. He went harder and harder, pressing down on her puffy nub as she screamed, the tears on the corner of her eyes were evident, "Stop! Stop! It-It feels, it feels w-weird!"

"You're going to squirt sweetheart and I'm going to lick it up... Hm? Maybe you can finish it off? Clean the seats with your tongue?"

"Jimin!" Jimin was enjoying hearing the cry of pleasures escaping her mouth, "That's right, baby... Scream. Let everyone know how good I'm making you feel, hmm?"

Y/N could feel it coiling in her lower tummy, it grows bigger and bigger and for a mere second, Y/N thought she might have done something else because it felt so familiar.

Her back arched as her thighs close on Jimin's hand as if they were trying to grip on something. Something so unexpected had happened that shocked her. Y/N could see the black stars invading her vision as she literally felt like she was knocked out for a second. The next thing she knows, she can feel the gush of stream escaping her cunt as she twitched violently and panting rapidly as if Y/N had lost her breath. The clear stream of liquid told its tale and Jimin knew had done what he wanted to do.

Jimin stared at his hand, completely soaked in her cum as he brought it up to his lips. Licking every single digit, his palm, his hand. He didn't want to miss anything. Y/N felt like she had run a marathon but she could see how Jimin moaned and hum while he licks whatever it is that escaped her.

"Taste so fucking good..." He groaned in satisfaction as Y/N closed her eyes.

What had she just done? Why did she like it? Why did she feel this way? Why did she like seeing Jimin like that?

What is wrong with her?

"Now... Sweetheart. Clean the seats, will you? " Jimin pointed at the mess wanting her to lick her own cum off.

Surprisingly, Y/N got up even though she had no energy, she bent down and listened to him.

Jimin's mission was done and it was easier than he had expected.

"Good girl..."

Jimin can't wait to bring his good girl home and let Taehyung have his turn. The poor boy was probably aching right now.

Jimin stared at the corner for some reason, smiling, "We're coming home, Taehyung-ah..."

He waved happily.

Jimin can't believe she didn't even notice the tiny red dot recording them the entire time.

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A/N: Woo...That was intense! Send me feedback! Also, you can send in some questions about the serious. Request to be added to the taglist!

jungkook as the joker 😇😇

He smears the face paint all over your thighs. The same face paint that had taken you an hour to do for him earlier that day. The same face paint that was supposedly going to make him match with Sooyoung, who was going as Harley Quinn, now spread between your thighs, all over your folds.

“W— Wait, Jeon,” you choke, writhing against the sheets. Tonight’s the night he’s supposed to ask her to be his girlfriend, put an end to the last six months of blindly chasing her, and make it official.

But he’s here, lapping your clit until you’re trembling. “Sooyoung,” you whimper, “she’s…”

“Hmm?” he grins, the exaggerated red mouth making him look more crazy than he is. “You think I care about Sooyoung?” He punctuates his statement with a plunge of his fingers inside your cunt, noisily slurping your engorged clit into his mouth. “It was never about Sooyoung, baby,” he laughs, “it was always about you.”

You have so many questions that need answering; why did he ask for your help in courting your best friend if he wasn’t after her? Why didn’t he just confess to you from the get go? Why did he spend so many months under this guise just to blow off all your hard work?

“Don’t think about Sooyoung,” he growls, the green hair spray mixing with his sweat, painting nasty green stripes down his whitened face. “Think about me, __, only me,” he urges.

He’s crazy, he’s insane, but he makes you feel so good.

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–> Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

–> Genre: Smut, Step-brother au, One-shot

–> Word count: 6 k

–> Warnings: Step-brother! Taehyung, Dom! Taehyung, slightly bratty! Reader, porn, masturbating, voyeurism, exhibitionism, dirty talking, cock warming, oral (f. receiving), edging, multiple orgasms, marking, spanking, over sensitivity, after care

–> Summary: When your step-brother uses your laptop without permission and finds some interesting things in your history.

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(A/n: Unedited and also ;;w;; this was supposed to be a drabble at 2k the most.)

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Omgg, what about the viagra prank, with like youtube boyfriend!Jungkook, he’s a big youtuber & he pranks Y/n & she’s all touchy & keeps kissing & touching him, he’s like “no” or he moves her hand, so she starts crying & he gives her what she wants (sex) & after tell hers it’s a prank. Also, Jungkook has long black hair, tattoos, nose piercing & he’s shirtless with joggers 💕💫🙈 & Y/n is short & shy 🥺💕💕

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❥ pairing: youtuber!jungkook X black!reader

❥ genre: smut, fluff

❥ summary: Your YouTuber boyfriend, Jungkook, does the viagra prank on you...

❥ !!warnings!!: non-consensual ‘drugging’

❥other warnings: smut

❥notice: none

❥ word count: 3k

-author’s note: I realized that I have a bad habit of adding so much more to a request, but I get so into it lol but I don’t think it’s a bad thing! This was fun to do, and I actually kind of want to make a part two because of the ending... reader’s viagra prank would probably be more wild and she’d definitely do it while they were out in public... thanks @jiminjimin22 for requesting and I hope you like it!!!💖

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“Alright, so...” Jungkook whispers as he sets up his camera in a good position on the bathroom sink so that it doesn’t fall and can capture him in the frame. He had just showered, his shaggy hair a little damp, no shirt on, his abs and arm tattoos on display.

“I’m going to prank ________ today. It’s been a while since I’ve done one, and I didn’t want to edit a gameplay so we’re going to be messing with her instead.”

Jungkook picks up the camera and exits the bathroom quietly. Across the room you’re still fast asleep on the king sized bed, your body tangled up in the sheets. Jungkook let’s you be and heads out of the room, closing the door behind him to make sure he’ll hear you if you come out during his plan. Going into the kitchen, he begins making breakfast for the two of, showing the camera how to correctly make gyeran-mari, which are Korean egg rolls. He adds your more preferred veggies in and it is done in no time. Jungkook cooks this at least once every week. It’s one of your favorite dishes that you love for Jungkook to make, and he doesn’t mind making you food from his culture, especially when you enjoy it so much.

He then makes you a cold glass of juice and takes out the box he’d hidden in the cabinet. He pulls the tray of pills out of their case, pops a tablet out onto the counter, crushes it up, and swirls it around in your drink until it dissolves.

He hums to himself as he pops another pill, crushes that one up, and then drops it into your drink, too.

Leaving the camera in the kitchen hidden from your sight, he goes to wake you for breakfast. Minutes later, you’re walking into the kitchen behind him with just underwear and a tank top on, rubbing your eyes all sleepy like.

You pout when you see that he’s made breakfast by himself. Again. “I wanted to make breakfast with you.”

Jungkook has to bend down to kiss you on your pouty lips, and you get on your tippy toes to kiss him back but with a little attitude to it. “It’s okay, baby. We can make it together whenever you stop trying to keep me up at night... come eat.”

The camera records you two eating breakfast, your body sitting in Jungkook’s lap as you share the food. You both finish the egg rolls soon, and, just like you always do, you wash it down with your contaminated glass of juice. Jungkook drinks from his own glass, then gets up and says he’ll do the dishes.

“Okay, I’m going to go shower.” You give him a kiss on the cheek before bouncing your short self back down the hall to where the bathroom resides in the bedroom.

Jungkook looks towards the camera between the microwave and a cupboard. He actually can’t believe he just drugged you. He wonders how long it will kick in or if it will even kick in at all. Chuckling to himself, he picks up the camera and takes it with him to his gaming room.

If he wanted to not be suspicious with a camera recording him, then he needed to be doing what he usually used his camera for: recording his facial reactions while playing video games.

“I’m gonna play something,” Jungkook hooks up his PlayStation as he talks lowly, “So that if she comes in here and sees the camera, she won’t think something is going on. That’s if she comes in here though. She lets me play and record if she sees that’s what I’m doing.”

After choosing some random shooting game, Jungkook settles in his gaming chair and starts playing. It would’ve been beneficial to actually record a gameplay for his channel right now, but he really didn’t feel like setting all the extra stuff up.

It’s about 30 minutes later when Jungkook can hear the door to the room creak open, and he glances over at you while still trying to play the game. You’re standing there in one of his T-shirts, your bonnet still on your head but your brown skin looking dewy from the shower. “Yeah?” He asks, pausing the game for a second.

“Uh... do you want a snack or something to drink while you play?” You offer. Usually you wouldn’t bring him something until almost two hours of playing. You were quick today.

“No, I just ate, baby, but thank you,” he simply says and goes back to his game. He notices that you stand there for a little bit longer as if you wanted to say something, but then you leave. Jungkook grins at the camera after the awkward moment but doesn’t say anything.

It’s only a little later that you come back into the room.

“Hey...” you say as you close the door behind you. Jungkook quirks his eyebrow up. You don’t come and disturb him while he’s recording, and this was the first time for you to just walk in.

“Hey, baby,” he responds back as you walk up behind his chair. It’s no surprise when your hands immediately go to the soft skin of his shoulders, caressing over them. “Need something?”

“Err...” you think for a second, “... I just wanted to know how long you’ll be playing. I’m... bored.”

You never cared how long he was in the game room recording. Of course you didn’t let him stay in there all day, but it hadn’t even been an hour yet since he started. “I’ll be done in a couple of hours.”

“Hours?” You whine. Literally whined... like a child. Your hands went back and forth to playing with his long hair and running over the tattoos on his arm. Hours was too fucking long. “Well, can you take a break now? Like real quick?”

Jungkook laughs. “Why? And we just woke up. Aren’t you usually watching TV by now?”

You roll your eyes and sigh, realizing that he probably isn’t getting up from the chair, but you wrap your arms around his neck anyways. “I want to watch it with you though. But you’d rather sit in here and record for your other little girlfriends, hmm?”

He laughs again, his teeth biting into his bottom lip to keep himself from grinning too wide at your attitude. “________ , why are you acting jealous?” He teases. “A lot of my followers are guys, too.”

“They probably would still want to fuck you,” you retort. Your hands on his bare skin then remind you that he’s half naked. You know that your boyfriend was hot as hell. Although he is a big YouTuber and is really great at gaming and basically everything else and can sing the hell out of his covers he does here and there, his looks are also a big factor as to why he was well known. The tattoos... the nose piercing... the long hair... his body... his face... him in general... he is definitely something to hype over. His personality is amazing as well. People couldn’t get over his energy, how funny him and his gameplays are, and just how great of a person he depicts on and off camera.

That along had you tight. Here he was recording while looking good as hell instead of paying attention to you. Playfully, you say, “And you don’t even have on a shirt?! You’re cheating on me—bye.”

The door to the gaming room slams shut, and Jungkook tries his best to not bust out laughing. He’s never seen you so uptight about him not wearing a shirt while recording or even recording in general before. He didn’t know if it was the viagra talking, or if you were just being really bratty this morning. You two had just had sex last night as well; you normally wouldn’t be so bratty yet.

Jungkook decides to play the game for another two hours before he chooses to shut it off and go engage with you. Stepping out of the room, he checks where you are. Passing the kitchen, he sees that you’re making sandwiches.

You see him, and your eyes light up at the sight out of him out of the gaming room early. “Are you done?”

“Yeah. I’m gonna come watch TV with you.”

“Finally,” you mumble as Jungkook quickly but quietly goes back to the room to get the camera and hide it somewhere in the living room while you’re still making the sandwiches. It’s hidden on the shelf in the corner that faces the couch, a movie case covering the blinking light so that you can’t see it.

You come in a few minutes later with two plates of sandwiches, a family sized bag of chips, and bottles of water. Jungkook thanks you and begins eating while you choose something else to watch other than what you were watching before. Friday After Next plays while you both finish your food, and Jungkook is actually into it, seeing as it’s one of his favorite movies that you put him on, but you have other plans.

Your body has moved closer to his, and your hand is feeling up his tattoos. Jungkook wraps his arm around you to pull you more into him to cuddle, but your lips pressing to his right peck throws him off.

“What are you doing?” He moves back a little.

“I can’t kiss you?”

“But on my tit?” He jokes.

“Yes...” you bite your lip as you look up at him. “Boy, don’t act like you don’t like me kissing your nipples.” Your hand goes to play with the mauve nipple in question, playfully tweaking it.

Jungkook didn’t know if he was able to show this on camera, and he didn’t know how far you would go. He wanted to keep it as PG as possible. He didn’t want his video to be taken down by YouTube if it was too inappropriate. Plus, teasing you as if he didn’t want to go along with it was going to make it more fun anyways.

“Noooooo,” he curls in on himself to protect his chest. “Don’t kiss them.”

“Why not?” A pout was back on your face as you maneuvered your short form to sit on your knees on the couch, looking at him with confused eyes, your hand coming up to play with his nose ring since he didn’t want you touching lower on his body.

Jungkook wasn’t one to pass up sex, no matter where you two were or what time it was. If you were ready, then he was ready.

“You’re acting like you’re not horny...” you trail off.

“I’m not!” He exclaims. “You’re the one trying to kiss my nipples and get me all hot.”

You grin at how correct he was. Your eyes catch onto his as your hand drops back down to his chest. “So? You’d usually be in my guts right now,” you lean closer to kiss him on the mouth, “And I want you in them.”

Your bold hornyness was actually starting to rub off on Jungkook, and he wanted nothing more than to give you what you needed. Most of the time, you were shy and gave subtle hints that you wanted sex, but now you were really trying to get him into it. He can’t play back into it, though. Firstly, because the camera was still recording you both, and he didn’t want to accidentally make a sex tape without your consent. Secondly, because it was entertaining seeing you so riled up and trying to initiate it. The dark look you were giving him had him stiffening in his joggers.

“Uh... I’m not in the mood...” was the lie Jungkook came up with. He was always in the mood.

“No?” Your eyes soften and get all big like that one emoji.

Okay, that actually hurt his feelings. He didn’t mean to make you sad.

“I mean, kind of... maybe...”

“You’re lying.”

“W-What—“

“I’m horny and I want to fuck you... but you’re telling me no?” You question, adjusting yourself to suck on his pierced earlobes. Your hand runs down the ridges in his stomach, along his happy trail, and into his loose joggers. You wrap your hand around his heavy girth— which is indeed hard as hell— but Jungkook has to yank your hand away. This was not PG-13, and he was sure he couldn’t show this part on YouTube. That doesn’t stop you from palming him over his joggers and kissing down his neck though.

“Noooo,” Jungkook drags out again. He actually stands up this time, almost knocking you over. He’s towering over you, happy that he is facing your way so that his erection isn’t free to the camera across the room.

“You really don’t want to have sex with me?” You question slowly, your voice as down as you look. Jungkook is about to speak again until he sees that your eyes are glossed over with tears. No, no... he didn’t mean to make you cry.

He immediately consoles you. “Baby, don’t cry—“ You huff and push his hand away when he reaches to touch your overly flushed skin. How dare he deny you when you’re practically begging for a good coochie beating? Ridiculous.

“We can do it.” Jungkook didn’t even care about the prank anymore. Those tears already had him beating himself up on the inside for being the cause of them. And he wasn’t going to please his followers by teasing you more instead of taking care of his girlfriend. He was not like that. You were priority to him.

“Like right now?” You sniffle. “Please... I’m so horny and wet, Jungkook...”

He gulps at your words. “Y-Yeah. Come on.”

“No, right now,” you stop him and begin trying to pull his only clothing off. “Need you inside of me now.”

“That bad?” He could see you on the verge of sweating.

“Yes.”

Jungkook was torn between ripping his shirt off of you and fucking you in front of the camera or forcing you to wait a couple of seconds longer. Good think you were half his size and Jungkook was strong as hell, because he was able to throw you over his shoulder and get you to the bedroom as quickly as possible. (While editing the video later, he would have to plug in a sticker to cover your backside—Jungkook’s shirt you were wearing ended up exposing your soaked underwear as he carried you out the room. His viewers were definitely not going to be seeing that.)

Even once you are thrown on the bed, your hands go back to feeling up your boyfriend. Your mouth is all over him, too, and you’re grinding down on any part of his body you can get to.

“Jungkookie,” you breathe impatiently. Your body was so hot all over, and you knew your pussy was weeping from the lack of stimulation.

“I got you,” he says. His joggers come off, and, geez, you’ve never felt so much glee to see his cock. You’ve never felt so dick deprived to the point it was starting to hurt either. You don’t know why you were so horny, but you must’ve been heavily experiencing some ovulation symptoms. You want this man to fuck the shit out of you.

Jungkook isn’t even able to undress you, because you keep pulling him flush to your body. He can’t help but chuckle at your eagerness. “I’m trying! Wait, wait!” Jungkook ends up just moving your panties to the side and sliding into you. You were so wet that he slipped in with so much ease.

Spreading your legs even more for him, you wrap yourself around his body, the heel of your feet pushing him to go— “Harder! Fuck me, please!”

Your boyfriend grabs your legs from his waist, pushes them so that your knees are up to your chest, and gives you what you wished for. His pace is punishing, and a couple of those strokes have you coming undone instantly.

“M-more,” you whimper into his neck. You’re only set on getting more orgasms, and Jungkook tries his best to hold out for you. Unfortunately for you, he’s spent after four of them. The sheets and Jungkook himself is soaked in your juices. That viagra pill really did something to you. It was almost like the karma for pranking you came quickly with how energized and ready you were while Jungkook was sure you’d milked him of all he had.

Jungkook plops down on the bed beside you, and you then prop your chin up on his sweaty chest, watching him with wide awake eyes. “You’re tired?”

“Hell yes. It felt like you were the one fucking me instead.”

“Sorry... I don’t know why I’m so horny. My period is probably coming—“ you’re interrupted with a groan you let out. Your eyes squint shut, and your hand goes to hold your forehead. Jungkook immediately sits up and carefully holds you.

“Are you okay?”

“Just dizzy.”

Ahh. Jungkook remembers reading that as one of the side effects of the viagra.

“Yeah... about that...” he trails off, and you look at him. “...sooo... I actually gave you... uhhh... this pill... two of them... so that’s probably why you’re... dizzy... and still horny... yeah...”

Processing what he said, you groan and flop yourself on the bed next to him, not helping your headache at all. “You really drugged my ass? Is this one of your fucking pranks?”

He laughs. You’re so cute when you’re more aggressive and less shy. Cuddling into you, he kisses your nose. “Yes. I ended up being the butt of the joke though. I’ve never had tiring sex like that. You wouldn’t let up.”

“That’s what you get for pranking me. And I’m still horny, so enjoy your little break while you can,” you scoff at him as you sit up in the bed and start searching the room with your eyes. “Where’s the camera?”

“Living room. I didn’t want to record us doing it without talking with you first.”

“I mean...” you lean back down to kiss him. “We should have... I felt so sexy just then. Your fans from all over the world would be so jealous seeing me have you.”

“You’re sexy all the time, baby,” he says, bunny teeth smile breaking out across his face, and you smile at that. “But if you want the rest of your orgasms, you’re going to have to do all the work.”

He brings you on top of him and puts his arms loosely around your waist as you work yourself on him for another hour or so. Even after that, you’re still not satisfied because of the drug heavy in your system. Watching Jungkook passed the fuck out next to you has you plotting...

A smirk crosses your face as you run your fingers through your boyfriend’s long hair, his puffs of sleepy air hitting your naked chest. Oh... you were definitely getting payback.

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happy birthday sweets❤️❤️

happy birthday jimin! (13 october, 1995)

My Time - M

→ pairing: jungkook x reader

→ genre: crackfic, smut (pwp), EstablishedRelationship!AU

→ rating: +18

→ links: masterlist.

→ word count: 6.6k

→ warnings/disclaimers: dom/sub themes, switch!JK and switch!Reader, doggy style, unprotected sex (in my head reader always has an IUD or something so practice safe sex please), oral sex (male receiving), semi-public sex, girl on top, window sex (is that the way you call it? idk), rough sex, spanking, light sadomasochism, light bondage, jk likes pain reader likes giving pain, reader has her nipples pierced, nipple play, cumplay (wow dani you were quite horny), creampie, multiple orgasms

→ summary: It was the first time your boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook, was performing his solo song My Time, and it’s good to say you certainly didn’t expect such a show, nor did you expect the chain of events that followed.

→ notes: Hi, this came up because of the Map of the Soul ON:E day 1 presentation, where JK looked fine as hell, and I couldn’t help but be horny, so yeah, here you go, either way, thank you for reading !! I hope you enjoyed it :) also please excuse my grammar errors

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