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Tuqburni | 3

Pairing: Yoonmin x Reader

Word Count: 6,402

Genre & Warnings: Angst, Fluff, explicit smut. Nongraphic and very brief mentions of past abuse and abandonment. Foster care (I feel like that disgusting system is a whole warning in itself). 

Notes: Next chapter is Yoongi’s POV 

Months pass quickly as the three of you begin to find a new rhythm, slowly figuring out how to balance things a little better. Not to say that things are perfect; you still feel like the odd one out at times. Yoongi has gotten better about including you, but you still feel like you’ll always come second to Jimin no matter what. It hurts, but the raw pain you’d felt before has simmered down enough for you to accept that this is the way it’s going to be if you want to keep Yoongi in your life. 

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The Rabbit on the Moon Part 6 [Final]

⊸ Pairing: BTS Jungkook  ⇆ Reader

⊸ Genre: Police officer/ Hybrid/ Fluff/ Angst/ Smut 

⊸ Warning: rated M; Thematic elements, intercourse (protected), inappropriate usage of toys in foreplay, oral (fem & male), light dom/sub themes, sub Jungkook, fingering, edging and mounting.  

⊸ Summary: The moon was your sun. You’ve grown up working under the moonlight as long as you could remember. You served a man, who controlled the monsters that roamed the city at day and night, or rather the devil himself. When the others around you slowly start disappearing, you start wondering if it’ll soon be your turn. A hand reaches out to you, the hand of a gentle rabbit disguised as a wolf, offering a way out. Will you be able to escape the clutches of the devil in time?

⊸ Words: 5.7K

⊸ A/N: Thank you for reading! I don’t own gif and credit for gif unknown.

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Steamy: Epilogue | jjk

Genre: college!au, time hops, an obscene amount of fluff Pairing: college!Jungkook x reader Warnings: I made myself cry. Word count: 2.4k Summary: This particular “chapter” answers the question of “Did Jimin find out?” along with the future of Jungkook and the reader. Get ready to read so much fluff that it hurts. 

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Pineapple Princess 🍍

Description x Warning:

You perform an experiment with pineapples, and Jimin volunteers himself to science when you discover your results may be wrong. Jimin realizes he likes science a lot more than he thought. A lot more. Porn ensues.

(Mild spanking, Slight dom/sub elements, Accidental!sex, Fluff-ish, Porn with Plot, Best friends to more.)

“That is fucking amazing.” You gasp, licking your lips.

Your friend/ex-friend with benefits Chaerin laughs and nods, wiping her finger on her jeans. She buttons her jeans back up and tightens her belt, then turns to you.

“And they say the Kardashian’s have no talent.” She giggles.

“I mean, they really don’t, but their show does have its educational purposes obviously.” You say, laughing at the end.

“Really? Cause the only thing they’ve taught me is how to make my pussy taste like pineapples.” Chaerin laughs.

“But seriously though, I have got, to try that.” You say, eager.

Chaerin nods with a smirk.

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“_______, why the fuck do you have so many pineapple’s in your fridge?”

Your head snaps up from the book your reading and peeks over the couch, only to see Jimin standing in front of your fridge, a confused look etched unto his features.

You get up and walk to the kitchen, then slam the fridge shut. You turn to your best friend and narrow your eyes.

“None of your business.” You hiss, then walk back to the living room.

“Well damn. Defensive much?” He asks, hands up in surrender. He follows you and sits next to you.

“Seriously though. Why the pineapples?” He asks curiously.

You sigh and place your book on your lap and look up at him with irritation.

“Like I said, none of your business.” You respond, rolling your eyes.

He glares and snatches your book off your lap, and you let out a squawk of indignation, lunging after him. He holds it away from you, snickering as you curse at him and attempt to grab it.

“Tell me.” He insists, pushing you away by your forehead.

You sigh and lean back, frustrated.

For fuck sakes, I just wanna finish my novel.

  “Fine. I heard somewhere that if you eat enough pineapples, you start to taste like one.” You grumble, cheeks reddening slightly.

Jimin frowns in confusion. “Taste like one…?”

You let out a loud groan of frustration and look away from him shyly.

“You know… Down there?” You try to explain.

Jimin’s eyebrows shoot up to his hairline as he put two and two together. His mouth opens in an ‘O’ shape and he nods in understanding.

“Ohhh. So does it work?” He asks casually.

You sputter and frown at him.

“You don’t need to know that.” You reply, cringing at him.

He rolls his eyes and places your long forgotten book down next to him.

“Come on ________. We’ve been best friends forever. I mean shit, I was your first kiss.” He says exasperatedly.

You cringe at the memory. Your first kiss was horrible. I mean, Jimin was a great kisser and all, but god. It was freaking horrible. It happened during an 8th grade field trip. You had been sad about how all the other girls were bullying you for not having a boyfriend, so Jimin asked if you wanted him to be your first kiss. You agreed, and then it happened. For the first couple of years after, you had thought it was great, the perfect kiss, but the older you got, the more horrifying the memory became. You had basically tried to stick your tongue down his throat. Jeez, you got hives just thinking about it.

“Please don’t mention that kiss.” You plead, a horrified expression on your face.

He chuckles and nods. “Fine. So you gonna tell me, or am I gonna have to tickle it out of you?” He asks, a sly smirk sliding unto his face.

You immediately tense and bring your arms up in defense, leaning back.

“Fine, fine, fine. I’ll tell you… It worked.” You say with a roll of your eyes.

Jimin shifts closer to you curiously.

“Seriously? That’s so cool. Does it work for guys?” He asks, cocking his head to the side.

“Yeah, I think so.” You say nodding.

“Wait. So you tasted yourself?” He suddenly asks you, his interest peaked.

You roll your eyes at his eagerness and nod. “Obviously. Who else is gonna do it for me?” You ask sarcastically.

A flash of lust goes through Jimin at the question. He shifts in his seat and glances at you.

“You know, you might be wrong.” He offers.

You immediately frown. “I doubt it. I’ve tasted it.”

“Yeah, but like, I’m pretty sure this thing is like tickling. You know how you can’t tickle yourself? I’m pretty sure you can’t taste yourself either.” He says matter-of-factly.

You frown at the sudden revelation. What if he’s right? What if you actually can’t taste yourself? What if all those weeks of eating pineapples are for nothing? What if the entire time, what you tasted on your fingers was the remnant pineapple juice from what you had ate? You ponder over these thoughts, slowly getting less and less motivated.

“Oh fuck. What am I supposed to do now?” You groan, burying your face into your palms.

Jimin hesitates for a second, then replies. “Well… maybe I can taste it?”

Your head snaps up to look at the boy who stares at you with an unsure look on his face. He immediately starts to regret it.

“I-I mean, we don’t- I don’t have to! I meant licking it from your finger- or mine- or a tissue, shit. Doesn’t matter anymore. I’m sorry I mentioned it. I’ll just leave now.”  He barely manages to say, getting up from the couch.

“Wait.” You say, grabbing unto his shirt.

He slowly turns to face you. You stare up at him through your lashes and shyly start to stutter.

“I-I mean fine. I guess we could do that. It-It’s not sexual. Just a friend doing a favor for another.” You say, unsure of yourself.

Jimin nods, a smile tugging at his lips. “Exactly. Just a favor.” He repeats.

You nod and stare at him. He raises an eyebrow and motions towards your pants. “Well, you gonna do it?”

You glare at him and start to fumble with your belt. You then unzip your pants. Your hand freezes at the hem of your panties. Jimin stares at the skin above the hem and feels a wave of heat swim through him. He clears his throat.

“Come on. Just do it.” He insists, flicking your hand.

You frown and move your hand away.

“I can’t!” You squeal, face turning red.

Jimin rolls his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose. He silently gets up, and just as you’re about to ask him where he’s going, he grabs your hand and pulls you up with him. He drags you to your bedroom and shuts the door behind him. Suddenly, he pushes you to the bed. You squeak as your knees hit the bed and buckle. You sit and stare up at him.

Jimin curses at himself mentally as you stare up at him through your lashes. He doesn’t know when these feelings started, but holy shit; it takes everything in him to not jump your bones. He takes a deep breath.

“Lie back.” He says calmly.

You feel your heart skip a beat, and you’re not sure why, but you do as he says obediently. Jimin gives you a reassuring smile, and then his hands are on you. He grabs your jeans and starts to peel them off you. Your breath hitches as his knuckles brush against your thighs along the way. He takes them off and throws them to the floor.

Jimin says a mental prayer as he sees your panties, basically inviting him. He looks at you and gives you a cautious smile.

“Is this okay? I-I’ll just use a finger. Nothing else.” He reassures, cheeks reddening again.

For some reason, you feel a twinge of disappointment and it takes everything in you not to complain. You nod and spread your legs slightly.

Jimin mentally berates himself for hardening in his pants. He licks his bottom lip when he sees the moist spot forming on your white cotton panties. His hand comes forward and pushes on one of your thighs further away, and you let out a tiny whimper. He looks up at you and sees that you’ve looked away, cheeks a crimson red.

His hand moves between your thighs and to the junction between your legs. You inhale sharply when his fingers push your panties aside, revealing you to him.

‘This is my best friend. Just my best friend. He’s just helping me out. But jeez, how did we even get into this position?’ You think.

“Jesus ________, why are you so wet?” He whispers in awe as your pussy copiously lets out another round of moisture.

You blush and bite your lip. “I-I’m ovulating.” You reply. He and you both know that was a lie.

You let out a loud keening noise as his index finger slides up your slit, collecting the your slick. He pauses as he gets to your clit, wondering if he should. Your hips subconsciously thrust upwards. He takes that as an invitation.

You gasp as his finger spreads your wetness over your clit, lightly rubbing against it. You bite your lip to hold back a moan as his finger slides back down to you hole to collect more of your liquid ambrosia. His finger moves from you and you watch in fascination as it slides between his lips. He sucks on his digit for a moment, and you feel a shudder run through you. He pops it out of his mouth with a frown. You tense, expecting the worst.

“How the fuck, does this happen? It actually tastes like pineapples!” He exclaims in shock.

You feel a wave of relief run through you and sigh. You attempt to close your thighs, but then his hands are suddenly on your knees, holding them apart. You look up at him, alarmed. He stares down at you with lust filled eyes.

“Okay, I know I said I was just gonna do a little taste, but I’m still curious, a-and it’s not like you’re not gonna like it or anything, so could I just-” He rushes his words, but you interrupt him.

“Yes!- I mean, sure. I don’t mind. We’re just best friends.” You reply, trying to convince yourself.

He nods and throws you a quick smile. “Yep, just friends.”

You let out a squeak as his hands move to your panties and pull them off you. You barely have time to be shocked when his hands are spreading you thighs apart and his head dives between your thighs. You let out a loud whine as you feel his warm tongue lick you from your dripping hole to the hood of your clit. His tongue moves back down to your hole and he starts to slurp at the liquid ambrosia that spills from you. He lets out a moan of bliss from the taste.

You whimper and your thighs flex in his hands. He moves his head away with a frustrated sigh. He glances at your thighs and frowns. Suddenly, he pushes them up to your shoulders, making you scream in shock. You look up at him blushing.

“Hold your legs open.” He commands. You feel a wave of desire flow through you. Since when is Jimin all dominant like that?

You obey and hold your thighs, holding yourself open for him. A loud moan comes out of your mouth when his thumb suddenly starts to rub circles into your clit. Your legs shake as he bends back down and starts to lick into your hole, tongue slithering against your walls. You let out a whine of need when his thumb stops moving. Jimin’s head moves up and he glances at you.

You know you look a mess. You look away and shut your eyes, embarrassed.

“J-Jimin. M-Maybe we should stop. Y-You were only supposed to get a little taste.” You stammer, still aware of how his thumb rest firmly against your clit.

Jimin’s lips, covered in a sheen of your juices, break out into a smirk that sends shudders up your spine.

“You really think we should stop __________?” He asks sweetly.

You open your mouth to reply, but a moan falls out of your lips as his thumb starts to move again, rubbing small circles into your sensitive nub. Your hips twitch against the bed.

“F-fuck…. Um…. Y-Yes.” You reply, not sure whether your saying ‘yes’ to the pleasuring ministrations he’s performing, or to his question.

His finger stops moving, and his hands are off your body faster than you can comprehend. You let go of your legs and they fall down. You lay on the bed silently, hyper aware of how Jimin stares at you and how your sitting next to him naked from the waist down. You sit up and clear your throat.

“S-so pineapples, huh?” You stutter, letting out a nervous laugh as you look at him.

Jimin doesn’t answer. He just keeps staring at you with that look in his eyes that makes you want to jump his bones, and you think about doing it for a second, but for fuck sakes, this is your best friend.

You look away and take a deep breath, mentally trying to come up with excuses as to why this is a horrible idea; about how it’ll ruin your friendship, about how you’ll never hear the end of it. You let out a huff, then you glance at him.

He’s still staring at you like he wants to eat you, and you’re not sure whether you like the thought of that or not. But then your eyes wander downwards, and with a heavy heart, you notice how his cock is straining against the zipper of his jeans, looking delectably huge and inviting. And when your eyes trail up again, Jimin is still staring at you with that baby face of his, but this time, a knowing smirk plastered on to it. And at that moment, you mentally flipped the bird to all the excuses, and lunged at him.

Your lips meet in a hungry clash as you straddle him. Jimin moans into your mouth as your nails dig into his shoulders. His hands cup your ass, kneading and pawing at it. You nibble at his bottom lip, smirking as he lets out a needy moan. You move away from his lips with a loud pop and whimper as he starts to kiss and suck at your neck. His hands move from your ass and tug at your shirt.

You move away for a second and pull it off you. Jimin smiles as your ‘Hello Kitty’ Sports bra is revealed. You let out a short laugh, remembering that he bought this for you as a joke on your last birthday. He lays a sweet kiss on your chin and pulls it off you. The moment of cuteness is forgotten as soon as your breasts are revealed to him.

Jimin had never told you of course, but he always had a thing for your boobs. He’d always seen you as a friend, but he couldn’t deny the wet dreams he’d had about the perfectly shaped wonders on your chest.

You let out a whimper as his mouth immediately latches on to one of your nipples, gently tugging and suckling at the sensitive tiny mound. His other hand goes up and starts to pinch and rub at your other nipple. You bite your lip in bliss from all the attention your getting and grind down. Jimin groans deep in his throat from the feeling of you grinding your cunt unto his clothed cock.

“I-It’s not fair. Why am I the only naked one?” You ask poutily.

Jimin unlatches from your nipple and pulls his shirt off, throwing it haphazardly. His lips come back to yours, pressing against them firmly. You let out a keen as his hands move back down to your ass, kneading at your cheeks again. A loud gasp leaves you as one hand smacks a cheek hard. Your sure a hand mark is left behind. You move back and glare at Jimin, trying to hide the fact that it turned you on more than anything else. He smirks up at you cockily and does it again with both hands, and you can’t help the moan that escapes you. Jimin’s eyebrow raises I surprise and his face moves closer to yours, the tip of his nose brushing against yours.

“You like that, princess?” He asks, smirking smugly.

Your cheeks redden, but you don’t answer. Another smack comes down on your ass and you gasp again, shuddering.

“Answer me __________.” He commands.

“Y-Yes.” You whimper, grinding down unto his hard on again.

Jimin is barely able to keep his cool, so he lifts you slightly and he reaches under him. He maneuvers his way and unbuckles and unzips his pants. He pulls his cock out with a sharp hiss, enjoying the feeling of not being restrained any longer. You sigh as you feel his cock rub against the back of your thigh. He sits you down again, and his cock rests behind your ass, against your crack.

You blush and rock back slightly, making Jimin hiss and grab your hips. He glares at you for a moment, and you smile sweetly at him. Once he relaxes, he speaks.

“I know you’re a virgin, so I don’t wanna rush you into anything. But there’s something I wanna try. You’ll like it, I promise. Trust me?” He asks cautiously.

You immediately nod, curiosity and lust running you. “Yes.” You reply.

Jimin smiles and kisses your cheek, then lies back on the bed. He lifts your hips and his cock bounces up, lying against his stomach. You look down, watching how it twitches, a dribble of precum leaving it. Jimin then lowers you again, this time, with your cunt resting on top of his cock, firmly seated on the shaft.

You let out a moan and brace your hands on his chest as your clit meets his shaft. Jimin groans and holds your hips. His eyes look up and meet yours, and then he smirks.

“Now move.” He commands.

You obey and swivel your hips. The effects are instant, a loud moan leaving you as your sensitive nub rubs against his shaft. You move back and forth, rubbing your sex along his shaft, leaving a trail of wetness along it. Jimin groans deep in his throat at the feeling of your pussy virtually wanking him. He listens to the moans that escape your lips, and how you sigh in pleasure each time your nub of nerves grinds against his shaft.

Jimin lets out a groan as you start to move faster, smearing your juices up and down his cock. You bite your lip to hold back your moans and Jimin doesn’t like that. His hand comes up and grabs you jaw, making you face him. You stare down at him with wet, lust filled eyes, cheeks red, flushed to your chest. He frowns and untucks your lip from your teeth.

“I wanna hear you.” He whispers, and you let out a moan, bracing yourself on his chest as you continue to swivel your hips.

Everything feels so wonderful, and you can’t help but think… what would it feel like to be full? You stare down at the look on Jimin’s face. At how he furrows his eyebrows and groans deep in his chest. At how his abs tense under your hands every time your clit brushes against the sensitive mushroom head of his cock. With a moan, you’re suddenly lifting your hips up and taking his cock in your hand.

Jimin’s eyes pop open and he lets out a gasp when he feels the tight warmth of your cunt enveloping him. He looks down and sees your face screwed up in concentration as you slowly coax your hole to relax around him. Jimin’s hands tighten around your waist as you continue to lower yourself, tiny whimpers escaping you.

“Slowly __________.” He warns, scared of hurting you. His voice is tight from how much restraint it’s taking him not to just flip you over and fuck you into the mattress until all you can do is beg for mercy.

You do as he says and take him centimeter by centimeter, sparks of pain poking at you. You clench your teeth as you finally take him halfway. Jimin groans under you and throws one of his arms over his eyes. His body tenses and untenses with need and desperation. You take a deep breath and continue to lower yourself down, whimpering with each inch that slides into you. You finally bottom out with a wince and sit still, still getting used to the stretch.

“Fuck…” Jimin curses as your nails dig into his stomach.

He feels his eyes rolling into the back of his head. Thoughts ranging from how ‘fucking tight’ you are to how ‘if you don’t move right now’, he’s gonna die swarm through his head.

“Y-You okay?” He asks through clenched teeth.

You whimper and nod, clenching around him, making him throw his head back with a loud moan.

“Fuck… __________, please move.” He begs, hand going back down to squeeze at your hips.

You start to raise your hips, letting him slide out of you inch by inch, and then you slam yourself down. You wince in pain, but a spark of pleasure goes up your spin and you let out a moan.

Jimin is mortified. He curses at his body mentally. One stroke in, and he’s about to cum because holy shit, how are you so tight, and warm, and fucking hell, I’m gonna cum.

  You barely notice his struggle and start to ride him earnestly, stroking his cock with your walls. Streams of moans start to fall out of your lips as it starts to feel good. A dull ache starts to build inside your core as you take Jimin’s cock over and over again. Jimin moans uncontrollably under you, stomach clenching as you start to ride him faster. His nails dig into your hips as he starts to thrust upwards along with you, making you gasp. He starts to hit a spot inside you that has you seeing stars.

“Oh! Oh fuck! Th-there!” You gasp as he braces his legs against the bed and starts fucking up into you faster, slamming right into your g spot.

You let out a dry sob and keel over; forehead pressed against his chest one of his hands moves from your hips and starts to rub your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your legs shake with the effort of riding him. A searing heat suddenly takes hold of you and you’re thrown off what feels like a bridge.

You gasp and shake as you come hard, walls clenching around Jimin’s cock. Jimin says a mental thank you to whatever god is listening and finally lets go, cumming hard with a groan. You continue to clench around him, riding out your orgasm, and milking his.

You lay against Jimin’s chest, trying to catch your breath. Jimin pants under you.

“So… that just…happened.” He says, out of breath.

You let out a laugh and pinch his side, laughing again when he yelps retaliates by pinching you back.

“You’re such a slut Jimin. You were only supposed to have a taste. “ You scold, moving your head off his chest.

Jimin scoffs and rolls his eyes. “Yeah, like you didn’t have any part in this.” He responds, raising an eyebrow.

You grin and sit up again, biting your lip at the sensation of his cum squeezing out of you around his cock. You clench around him curiously, and Jimin gasps, instantly starting to harden again. He looks at you and grins. You gasp as he suddenly flips you over unto you back, his cock still snuggly fitted inside you.

“So… boyfriend and girlfriend?” He asks confidently, but you can see a hint of shyness in his eyes.

You feel your heart skip a beat at the proposition. Jimin. Your boyfriend. The thought scared you and made you the happiest girl alive at the same time.

“Yeah… Boyfriend and girlfriend.” You reply, smiling up at him.

Jimin smiles and leans down. His lips meet yours for the first gentle kiss since this all started, molding against your perfectly. You kiss him back, feeling butterflies rise in your stomach. Then you feel heat rise in your stomach and moan into the kiss as Jimin draws his hips back and thrusts into you.

Who’d have known that a pineapple woulda started all this?

It’s a Dangerous Pastime - Ch. 1

A/N: It’s done! Finally! I had so much fun writing this, and I’m already working on the next part.

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Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Hybrid AU, College AU

Members: OT7 x reader

Word count: 2k+

Warnings (for this chapter): Some swearing

Future Warnings will contain: swearing, possessive words and behavior, sexual content, breeding kink, impregnation kink, dom and sub behavior, and more. (Warnings will be added at the beginning of every chapter)

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It has been MONTHS since I’ve posted anything on here, but my vacation just started and I am so fucking ready to get back on here. This is the longest shit i’ve ever written so i hope you guys like it. I’m only writing for BTS at the moment so if you have any requests for them, i’d be happy to oblige. Without further ado, please and enjoy. Feedback is much appreciated, as usual.

Pairing: Jungkook x reader Genre: fluff, smut

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