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pairing: gn!reader x nanami kento
“I’ve been thinking,” Nanami says suddenly.
His voice is quiet but it still manages to startle you a little. You look up from the cutting board to glance at him as you give a soft hum to indicate you’re listening.
“I could tell.” You focus back on the matter at hand, the only sound filling the kitchen being that of the knife hitting the wood.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see him place the peeler on the counter and rest his hip on the edge, arms crossed over his chest and head slightly tilted to the side as he examines your face.
“You could?”
“Yeah. You keep doing the… frowning thing,” you mutter, gathering some of the carrot cubes and tossing them in a bowl before continuing with the rest.
“The ‘frowning thing’,” he repeats.
“Yeah,” you say again. “You know, I’ve heard your face might get stuck like that if you keep it up.” Nanami gives a soft laugh accompanied by a shake of his head, and he sighs as his hands move up to interlock behind his neck. “Also, that’s three sighs in a row. So, tell me, Kento. What’s keeping you up at night?”
“You,” he murmurs.
Your hands don’t cease their chopping even when your head snaps up to narrow your eyes at him, a reproachful look on your face.
“Okay, I did not hear any complaints last night when we were—”
“First of all, don’t take your eyes off the knife when you’re using it,” he says just as his hand shoots down to rest on top of yours to stop its movements. “It’s dangerous. And I didn’t mean that, I meant… us. This.” He gestures at the space between your two bodies.
You jut your bottom lip out in a pout Kento thinks is the cutest thing ever, and he has the sudden urge to kiss it away. He doesn’t.
“Is that a bad thing?” you ask, your voice dropping to a whisper right when you feel the anxious knot in your stomach starting to form.
“No,” he says reassuringly. When you still refrain from looking at him, he takes a step closer and takes your chin between his index and thumb to turn your face to him. “Hey, it’s not a bad thing. Quite the opposite.”
“Well, the way you’re saying it is making me think that maybe you want to—”
“Get married?” he interrupts you. Your lips part in surprise and you blink twice, three times while gathering your thoughts. “Because that’s what I was thinking.”
Get married? Kento wants to marry you? It’s a little shocking, to be honest. Despite having dated for years, Kento and you have never talked about the future, really. At least, not that kind of future. Does he mean it? What about everything else? His job?
“You want to get married,” you say, and it comes out as more of a statement than a question.
“Yes. If… that’s what you wan too,” he replies, and there’s a little hesitance on his face.
Nanami’s hand starts to withdraw, and your hand shoots up to clasp his wrist. He looks confused, embarrassed, and a little hurt, all in equal parts. Don’t you want the same? He was pretty sure you did. Did he read everything wrong?
“I want to. God, you have no idea of how much I want to,” you whisper with a nervous laugh. You’re totally not about to cry. Sure, this isn’t a proposal, but it’s really damn close to being one. “But what about… you know?”
“I’m quitting,” he says. Kento’s answer is simple and resolute. He understands he can’t really have both you and his current job, if anything for the sake of your peace of mind. There’s nothing more terrifying than kissing him goodbye without knowing if it’ll be the last time you see him. “I’m done with being a sorcerer. This time for good.”
Sure, being a sorcerer sucked a little less than his previous job, and at least he could help people. If Nanami has to give it up to be with you though; really be with you — he’ll do it in a heartbeat.
“Are you sure?”
He smiles and leans forward to place a tender kiss on your forehead, the warmth of his lips leaving your skin tingling even when they’re not on it anymore.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life. My future is with you.”
You laugh softly, relief flooding your body. You won’t have to worry about his safety ever again. You sigh as you bury your face in the crook of his neck, his arms automatically wrapping around your waist to pull you as close as possible.
“I love you, Nanamin,” you whisper, your warm breath tickling the skin of his neck.
Kento gives a small huff, although a smile eventually makes its way onto his face. He takes a deep breath, instantly relaxing when your scent fills his senses, and his arms tighten around your body a little more.
“I love you, angel.” He pulls back to look at you, then leans down to place a kiss on your lips, then on your cheek, and then on your nose. “I’ll do it after Shibuya. I won’t leave you alone ever again.”
➤ Kim Seokjin // Part 2
➤ Min Yoongi // Part 2 // Part 3
➤ Jung Hoseok
➤ Kim Namjoon // Part 2
➤ Park Jimin // Part 2
➤ Kim Taehyung // Part 2
➤ Jeon Jungkook // Part 2 // Part 3
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summary ↝ he never wanted to let you go. pairing ↝ ex-husband! gojo satoru x jujutsu sorcerer! f! reader word count: 1.3k tw ↝ divorced couple; crying, pet names, oral sex (fem receiving), slightly possessive! gojo, sort-of angst, allusions to praise kink, implied overstimulation author's note ↝ i didn't mean to make this so long but something about divorced satoru makes my heart ache and i needed to explore the idea that he would do anything to get his ex-wife back; might lowkey turn this into a short series idk; also this is unedited af, kinda went on a tangent before the shibuya arc release 😅
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who was love-struck the moment he laid on you in the hallways of Jujutsu Tech. It took him six months to finally work up the nerves to ask you out on a proper date, his cheeks reddened and knuckles tight as he held out a bouquet of your favorite flowers for you to take. He almost cried when you agreed, the sight of your dazzling smile was enough to make his knees go weak.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who showered you with love and gifts whenever you were together. He wasn't afraid to announce his love for you to the world, wanting to show you off photos of you to anyone he came across. Shoko yelled at him to knock it off when he pulled her away from her work just to ramble about how cute you looked in your sorcerer uniform that morning.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who didn't hesitate to buy you an engagement ring after four months of being officially together. He already knew from the moment he had met you that you were going to be his wife. He proposed a few months later after the purchase, going all out with a secluded beach proposal in Chigasaki. He almost cried again when you said 'yes', he felt like the luckiest man in the world.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who kept a blank face when your best friend served him the divorce papers for you after two years of marriage. It felt like he had been stabbed with a knife, his heart tearing into two while he read over the written reasons for the divorce request.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who knew that he prioritized work a lot more since you had gotten married, being gone for weeks at time on missions and rarely interacting with you when he was home. He knew he should have tried harder to show you how much he loved you, show you that everything he did was to protect you.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who signed the divorces paper with a stoic face. He knew that this is what you wanted, you'd be better off without him anyway.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who always made sure to be available whenever you needed him. You found it ironic that he was now putting in effort to mend your relationship after the divorce.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who regularly checked up on you, his excuse was that he just wanted to be friends. But what friend brings you lunch every day knowing that you forgot to do so that morning? That offers to help you build any furniture or take a look at the maintenance of your car because you always forgot to inspect regularly. That sends a food delivery of your favorite soup and snacks when you called out of work with a fever, showing up hours later with flowers and groceries to cook you dinner.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who went livid when he overheard you talking to Shoko about your recent date. He didn't mean to spy, but something about the image of you spending romantic time with another person made his blood boil.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who wasn't surprised when you called him in tears to pick you up. Your date never showed up to the restaurant, leaving you stranded without a single text. You had waited an hour and a half for your date to show up, downing your anxiety with several glasses of red wine. You were still coherent when you called Satoru, but well above the legal limit to drive your car back home. Ironically, Satoru lived just a few blocks away from where your date was supposed to happen.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who didn't hesitate to come to your rescue within minutes of your phone call ending. He reassured you that he didn't mind you staying at his apartment, he'd drop you back off to your car tomorrow morning. You needed your rest, pretty girls like you shouldn't stress over pathetic men like that.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who was eager to shower you with affection when you got back to his place, helping you with gentle hands with removing your heels and wiping away remnants of your make-up with a wet cloth. He pressed a kiss to your forehead as you sat on the edge of the toilet, his blue eyes coaxing out any feelings you still held for him all these months later.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who scooped you up into his arms when you whispered "I miss you", the sound of your weak voice making his cock throb. He kissed away any lingering tears, bringing you to the bedroom that you once shared. His voice was intoxicating, his words of praise and worship tugging at your heart as his skilled fingers pushed up the fabric of your dress.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who looked up at you in search of permission, his lanky fingers hooked onto the elastic band of your underwear. He pulled your panties down slowly when you finally nodded your head, his senses overwhelmed with the familiar scent and sight of your cunt. He pressed gentle kisses to your inner thighs, nipping at the sensitive flesh as his index and middle finger pulled your slicked folds apart.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who whispered sweet praises as he slipped his fingers into you, hooking them in search of that sensitive sweet spot that always made you scream his name. His eyes darkened, locked on the sight of how well you still took his fingers. The sounds of your moans made his head go light, your euphoric cries tugging at both his heart and his cock.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who buried his face between your legs, the flat of his tongue pressed to your clit and lapping away like a starved man. Satoru had always been sloppy when eating you out, the juices of your arousal staining his cheeks and chin before dripping down to form a puddle on the mattress.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO whose words were muffled against the wet of your heat, the vibrations of his voice sending a shiver down your spine. ("That's it, baby, I'm right here.") He was relentless, his fingers drilling into you while his tongue swirled figure-eights around your clit, your head spinning from the intensity. ("Keep saying my name like that, princess, you know I'll always be here to take care of you.")
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who was greedy with you. Who knew when he'd be able to have you like this again, your pretty legs draped over his shoulders and cunt squeezing hard around his fingers. The wet squelching of your sweet sweet cunt was like music to his ears, "Look at how wet you still get for me, princess... Leaving a mess for me to clean up later, eh?"
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who didn't stop when you came around his fingers, your release staining his tongue. He moaned at the taste, eyes rolling back with pleasure from how exquisite you were. He continued to plunge his fingers into you, the sweet sound of your moans urging him to continue. He needed you to cum again, and again, and again, until the hungry little beast within him was satisfied.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who held you close to his chest as you slept peacefully in his arms for the first time in such a painfully long time. He whispered sweet-nothings into your ear while you slept, his heart begging for you to forgive him for how badly he had messed up.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who wanted to apologize first thing in the morning when you finally awoke. He had woken up early to make your favorite breakfast, setting the warm plate down on the nightstand next to you. He was looking at you with so much love, his blue eyes sparkling with tenderness and endearment.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who took your hand in his, pressing soft kisses to the tops of your knuckles but never looking away from you. Satoru apologized for how your relationship ended up, pleading for your forgiveness and proclaiming how much he still loved you and wanted to be with you for the rest of his life.
EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who wept happy tears when you agreed to go out on a date with him again.
YOUR STORIES WHEN YOUR BOYFRIEND IS KIM NAMJOON.
I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.
ೃ࿐ BETTER BOYFRIEND THAN HIM ♡ JJK
SYNOPSIS : jungkook makes it a mission to prove to you that he can be better than your boring boyfriend. when it comes to sex, at least.
WARNINGS : SMUT, cheating, unprotected sex, mention of oral sex (f), rough sex, manhandling, missionary, doggy style, mirror sex, squirting, so much dirty talk, degradation kink? but at the same time praise kink? idk jungkook is a menace, low-key soft at the end, angst-y too.
click on readmore (pardon any spelling mistakes <3)
a sigh leaves you lips, your chest moving up and down as you try to catch your breath. a warm feeling pervades your body, as your laboured breathing gets louder in the silent room.
you’re too focused on trying to regain consciousness that you miss jungkook’s gaze on you.
he doesn’t even hide his smirk as he stares at your fucked out expression, your eyes closed as your mouth is slightly open. he doesn’t miss the sweat forming on your forehead, and with a gentle movement of his hand, he moves some strands of your hair away from your face.
you turn your head at the sudden contact, his hand slightly cold against the warmth of your skin. you try to open your eyes, and jungkook lets out a chuckle as you struggle to keep them open.
“that’s all it takes, huh?” he says cockily, and you huff in annoyance at his words. but of course, it’s only fake annoyance. and jungkook knows it too, just by the way your mouth inevitably forms a knowing smile.
“shut up, jeon” you shut him down, your hand finding his face as he chuckles against it.
“oh, i wasn’t even talking,” he says, wetting his lower lips “it was all you, honey”
a grunt leaves you as he smirks at you, his words a not-so-subtle reminder of what happened just a few minutes prior; when he was between your legs, eating you out as if you were his last meal.
you didn’t even try to hide your obscene moans, jungkook purposely teasing you as he moved his skilful tongue against your cunt, alternating between bringing you closer to your edge and taking his mouth off of you, delaying your orgasm.
it wasn’t jungkook if he didn’t play with you before giving you everything you wanted; and you know that it wasn’t over. he never left you unfinished, not without making you come at least two times. and one always with his cock.
that’s why you slightly move away from his touch, brushing off the sheets from your body as you try to sit up on the bed.
“hey, hey” jungkook calls you, instinctively bringing an arm around your waist “where are you going?”
he knew exactly where you’re going. where you’re supposed to be. at your boyfriend’s house, hanging out with him and his friends.
it wasn’t your initial intention, that of meeting with your… you don’t even know how to call him. jungkook is many things to you: he’s a friend, perhaps a close one. he’s the type of person who you would call when you find yourself alone, and he always comes to help, no matter what. he’s everything a woman, or a man, could dream of. except, he’s also unavailable.
that’s what he told you after you tried countless times to set him up with your friends. ‘i’m just not looking for anything serious’ he told you many times, brushing off your attempts of matching him with someone.
so you wonder why, why did he end up hooking up with none other than you, his dearest friend. who just casually happens to have a boyfriend. the most boring, bland boyfriend that could exist, jungkook is sure of that.
he doesn’t understand how you could have fallen for that, why you would possibly find him attractive in any way. perhaps you didn’t, not seriously. because if you did, you wouldn’t cheat on him.
especially with jungkook.
“jungkook,” you call his name, trying to push his hand away. he hears the tone of your voice, not begging but not demanding either. it sounds almost frustrated, and that makes jungkook tighten his grip on you.
“don’t go,” he whispers against you, his forehead pressed against your arm. you can’t help gazing down at him, your expression faltering as he silently begs you not to leave him.
you sigh loudly at his words, not even trying to move away as he keeps you caged on his arms.
“i don’t even know why you’re still with him,” his voice is muffled, but you hear him clearly “i don’t think anyone does”
you scoff at his words, knowing exactly where this is going; you’re now used to it, hearing jungkook say that your boyfriend doesn’t deserve you. not as much as him.
“tell me, why do you even like him in the first place?” he asks bluntly, and you roll your eyes in response.
“he’s always been nice to me,” you try to come up with a reasonable response, but he just shakes his head at your weak attempt to convince him.
“that’s the bare minimum,” he replies “and by the way, i’m nice too. does it mean you let me fuck you because i’m nice? or… nicer than him, at least?”
he doesn’t hide the smirk plastered on his face, as his words hit you with the truth that you’ve been trying to deny it for god knows how long.
“i let you fuck me because you have a big cock, jungkook” you respond challengingly and he shakes his head in disbelief.
“you know what?” he asks suddenly, and you send him a questioning look “he is nice, after all. especially compared to you, who’s been busy being fucked hard by her friend instead of spending time with him.”
you don’t expect such crude words to come out from him, but who are you to deny them? you know you’re on the bad side, sneaking away with him instead of being with your boring boyfriend. but not even once you’ve felt guilty about it.
“but don’t worry,” he says, coming closer to you as he whispers in your ear “i enjoy fucking someone else’s girlfriend”
you feel yourself blushing at his words, his tone purposely lustful as a silent beg of convincing you to stay with him.
as if you would be able to stay away from him for too long.
“and if we stop?” you ask, a subtle attempt to tease him further.
but he simply chuckles at your question, giving you a knowing look. “oh baby,” he calls you with a seductive tone “i don’t even know if you can stop.”
you know he’s right, and he does too. how can you even think about stop seeing him, touching him, letting him do everything he wants to you?
your boyfriend has never touched you as jungkook does, so carefully yet so aggressively. he doesn’t know how to make you cum, let alone do it multiple times. he doesn’t know the parts of your body that shiver just at the mere touch. he doesn’t know how loud you can be when you reach your peak. he doesn’t know your body, not like jungkook does.
his words send shivers down your spine, eyes locked on his as he lets go of your waist, before placing a hand behind your neck. and with a slow, tempting motion, his lips find the sweet spot on your neck, a way to show that his words were, in fact, true.
you moan at his touch, feeling yourself getting wetter the more his lips graze your soft skin.
“kook…” you call him, but he shuts you down as his mouth finds yours unexpectedly. his lips feel rough against yours, still wet from how much your tongue grazed them.
a whine escapes you when you suddenly taste your own cunt on his tongue, the memories of him between your legs making you shiver in anticipation. he hums in appreciation when your tongue swirls against his, moving you down on the bed as he places himself on top of you.
you break the kiss to stare at his godly body, his hair framing his beautiful face as he looks down on you in awe.
“you like when i’m on top of you, baby?” he asks bluntly, and you respond with another kiss, bringing him down on you as he rolls his hips against your naked body.
he moans loudly as his hands move all over your figure, his calloused touch is not foreign anymore against the softness of your curves.
another whines escapes you as you feel the rough fabric of his boxers against your center, grinding against his hard member.
he chuckles against your lips at your eagerness, and without stopping kissing you, he brings his hand down, lowering his boxers. you hear the soft slapping sound of his cock against his abdomen, painfully hard, and starts grinding against your nakedness.
you both moan at the touch, his precum coating your pussy as his movements become more and more erratic. your hands grab his boxers, helping him to get rid of them completely, all without breaking the kiss.
only when you’re in need of air, you leave his lips, catching you breath as you match the movement of his hips. you look down at his aching cock, moaning shamelessly at the sight.
“yeah, you like that?” he says, noticing you staring down at his cock sliding up and down your pussy, that grows wetter and wetter the more he moves. he teases your entrance when you don’t respond, his head pressing against you making you whine loudly.
“jungkook!” you slightly jump at his action, and he chuckles at your eagerness.
he can’t help but stare at you in awe, so needy and perfect for him — as you’ve always been.
“you might be his girlfriend,” he says, slowly widening your legs even more “but you belong to me.”
he looks down on your perfect body, your glossy eyes and lips making him even harder as his hands graze your skin. he sits down a little, skilfully groping each part of your body.
“these perfect tits,” he grabs your chest, thumbs flicking your nipples as you moan at the stimulation.
“these beautiful hips,” he says, sliding his hands down your sides.
“these lovely thighs,” he messages the skin of your upper legs, admiring its softness.
“this fucking pussy,” he moans at the sight of your wet center, still slightly abused from his tongue as his eyes struggle to move away from it.
“this whole perfect body,” he kisses up from your clit, making you jolt slightly, to your lips “it all belongs to me.”
and before you could react to his words, you feel him position at your entrance, entering you in a slow, long motion. you can’t help the strings of moans leaving your lips, loud ‘huh’s echoing in the room as you try to accommodate his size.
he feels so big inside you, especially now that you’ve been squeezing him tighter than ever.
“fucking hell, baby” he moans, his head meeting your shoulder as he tries to compose himself from fucking you against the mattress.
after letting you adjust, he starts moving slowly, purposely angling his hips up to find your sweet spot as he moans loudly at your tightness.
“oh yes…yes, baby” he moans, more to himself. “this pussy feels so fucking good”
you moan at his words, squeezing him tighter as a silent beg to make him go harder. he knows your body too well to let it go unnoticed, immediately knowing what you’re asking for.
he sits down, his hands finding your hips as his movements start getting faster and harder, reaching deeper inside your pussy.
you can’t help the loud moans escaping you, your eyes rolling back as he hits your sweet spot over and over again. “fuck, fuck, fuck!”
he’s so focused on every single sound you make, as if they can make him even harder that he already was. “yeah, you like how that feels baby?”
you stare into his black eyes, as much as you struggle to do it you don’t wanna miss the way they stare at you with so much lust while yours depicts all the sinfulness. that of shamelessly cheating with your friend, knowing that you could never stop being obsessed with him, just as much as he’s obsessed with you.
“yeah keep looking at me like that” jungkook praises you, sending shivers right down your pussy.
“fuck, this pussy gets tighter and wetter baby” he moans as you squeeze him, not even in purpose anymore “it’s only this wet for me, right?”
you immediately nod at his words, your voice broken as you lamely try to answer. “y-yes – oh fuck!”
“mhmm,” he bites his lips, his hips never stopping their harsh movements “good girl”
the room is filled with your moans and his filthy words, alongside the rough sounds of your bodies slapping against each other.
one thing about having sex with jungkook is that it’s never a good fucking session without his nasty dirty talk, his appreciative words somehow making you cum faster.
and that’s how your orgasm approaches you, almost unexpectedly as his sinful mouth keeps showering you with dirty praises.
“yeah, keep taking it like a good girl”
“oh yes, such a naughty fucking girl”
“what a fucking cheating slut, enjoying this big cock behind your boyfriend’s back– fuck yeah!”
“just give this perfect pussy to me, just like that baby”
“you need this big cock all the time, do you baby? you fucking love it, my little slut”
his words only come to a stop when you let out a loud scream of his name, coming undone against his cock as your pussy spasms violently.
he moans in appreciation at the sight in front of him as your pussy squirts everywhere, on his cock, on his thighs, on his lower abdomen. he helps you prolong your orgasm, slapping his cock against your pussy as your body jolts at the overstimulation.
“jungkook!- stop, stop please…” you beg him, moving his cock away as he chuckles viciously at your fucked out state.
he kisses your chest, massaging your sides to calm you down as you catch your breath for the millionth time. “my good girl, squirting on my cock like that…”
you whine at his words, feeling his hard cock pressed against your belly; of course he’s still hard, you wonder how he still hasn’t exploded inside you with how much he’s been holding himself from coming.
“jungkook…” you call him, slightly rotating your hips against his cock to signal him to keep going, wanting to make him cum.
“baby, fuck…” he moans against your neck, grabbing your hips hard as he slips against your pussy. you suddenly feel the urge to have him inside you again, instantly grabbing his cock with one of your hands and bringing it to your entrance.
“waitwaitwait baby, are you sure?” he asks, unsure if you want to go at it again, probably too absorbed in the subspace to think straight.
“yes, i’m sure kook,” you say firmly, leaving a peck on his needy lips “fuck me hard,”you whisper on his ear, and he grunts at your demanding words.
“yeah? you want it harder?” he asks, bringing your knees to your chest.
your pussy looks even smaller like this, and he wastes no time in entering you, immediately finding a fast pace.
you loudly whine at how fast he’s moving, his eyes shutting tightly as he hums in appreciation. he goes crazy for the wet sounds of your pussy, that grows wetter as he keeps hitting your cervix.
your eyes widen as your mouth remains open, unable to keep your moans down as he keeps pounding you without any intention of slowing down.
sweat starts forming on his neck, the sight making you hornier as if he isn’t already the most handsome man you’ve ever laid eyes on; and especially naked, you can’t help but notice how much he reminds you of a greek god, sculpted by the best master of the arts.
“can’t stop staring?” it’s almost admirable how he’s able to joke while being deep inside you, but you like it nonetheless; it makes sex more personal, more intimate somehow. or maybe it’s just jungkook that makes everything feel special.
you shake your head at his words, bringing him down by the back of his neck to kiss him tenderly. you can’t help but notice how his hips falter, matching the movement of your kiss as he hums against your lips.
his hips move slower, more sensually, as he focuses on kissing you and a sudden warmth engulfs you, making you shiver.
“mhm, baby…”
his moans get louder, needier, as his body slightly shakes against you — a signal that he’s about to come. you immediately put your arms around his neck, making him impossibly closer to your body.
“tell me i’m better than him,”
his words hit you like a truck, not expecting him to say them so bluntly. why does he have to remind you of your boyfriend when he’s deep inside you?
you’re too absorbed in pleasure to respond him right away, and that only enlightens him a fire you’ve rarely seen before in him.
“turn the fuck around,” he demands suddenly, his body leaving yours as he gives you space “you hear me? face down, ass up c’mon”
you immediately do as he says, a bit reluctantly as you don’t know what to except. he barely gives you time to position yourself as he slaps your ass, making you whine in surprise.
“god, you look so fucking sexy like this… ready to take me”
he spanks you again, the burning feeling making you hornier as he keeps massaging the roundness of your ass. you look back at him, noticing his cock against his lower abdomen, and you wish he could just stick it inside you.
“beg me to fuck you like this,” he demands, as if he just read your mind. “since you don’t want to talk, i’m going to make you do it the hard way”
he then grabs his cock, harshly teasing your pussy with his tip, making you involuntary push against him. he slaps you cheek again, a warning to use your voice.
“p-please jungkook…” you beg him, turning your head to look at him. “please, fuck me!”
he only stares at you with a smirk, his cock moving faster against your ass as he admires your glistening pussy. “yeah, you want me to fuck you like this? to prove you i can fuck you better than him?”
you’ve never proved him otherwise, so you wonder why he’s suddenly self-conscious about being better than your boyfriend… or maybe he’s just doing it for his own pleasure.
you don’t have time to respond before he harshly trusts his cock inside you, grabbing the soft flesh of your ass with his big hands. he wastes no time in sliding fast, reaching deeper the more he moves.
“oh god, yesyesyesyes” you moan out loud, your face pressed against the pillow as he keeps trusting.
“who’s better? who’s fucking better?” he repeats and you whine loudly in response, your pussy tightening.
he lets out a grunt at your pussy squeezing him, making him slap your ass again.
“you won’t answer me, huh?” he says, snapping his hips faster as you fail to respond once again, the pleasure too overwhelming.
you don’t remember the last time you’ve been fucked this good; jungkook has always been passionate during sex, but there is something carnal about this time. as if he’s fucking you as his life depends on it.
“since you won’t fucking talk,” he says, suddenly grabbing your hair, making you moan at the sudden action “come with me”
he manhandles you so swiftly, moving you from your current position to where he previously was, turning you around. that’s when your eyes meet your own, staring back at you through the mirror in front of the bed.
he’s not thinking about fucking you like this… right?
“now keep your eyes fucking open,” he says, whispering in your ear “and watch me fucking you better than he’ll ever do”
you stare at the way his body presses against you from behind, immediately entering you with a quick movement, his head rolling back in pleasure. you don’t realise how handsome he looks while fucking you from behind, praises leaving his lips as he stares at you from the mirror.
“fuck baby, look at yourself” he says, and you nod eagerly as whines leave your lips. although your eyes can’t stop staring at his body, his chest heaving up and down as his hips snap against yours.
the sight alone is enough to make you come closer to the edge, his dirty words making it harder for you to hold your orgasm.
his hips suddenly falter, slowing his movements as he slaps your ass again. “you’re about to cum, huh?” he asks, chuckling as if he already knows the answer.
you nod weakly, your ass slightly moving against him to make you cum faster. this time he spanks you harder, making you stop your movements as he grabs your hair, making you stand at his same height.
“don’t you dare cum,” he says harshly “not before you do what you were told”
and just like that, he starts fucking you again, pushing you down by your hips as your ass is up in the air. he moves faster, giving you little time to adjust to the new position as he shows no sign of restrain.
“jungkook!” you manage to moan, slapping sounds almost covering your voice.
“look at you, so helpless…” he says, looking at the mirror with a smirk on his face as he sees a tear rolling down your cheek, soon followed by others as pleasure takes you completely.
at this point, he doesn’t need to hear you say it. that he’s better than any other man, not just your boring boyfriend. but he craves it more than anything else — hearing you saying it out loud, clearly and without any doubt.
“jungkook, you’re so fucking good– fuck!”
he responds with a teasing ‘yeah?’, urging you to go on with a slap on your ass cheek.
“so fucking good… no one– fuckfuck right there!– fucks me like this!”
he mocks you with his laughter, keeping his pace steady as he feels himself coming closer to his peak — he just needs a little push, your push to make him come undone.
“no one?” he asks, his tone breathy.
“n-no one, ah!”
but that’s not enough, and you realise it as he turns your body around, bringing you to your back as he opens your legs wide. he reenters you quickly, his tattooed hand on your neck as he’s careful to keep your eyes on him.
“fuck, feel how hard i am,” he moans loudly “how fucking hard i am inside of you”
he’s close, you can feel it from the movement of hips, slightly faltering as he messily moves against you. you try to focus your watering eyes on his figure, and you purposely squeeze your pussy against him.
but you know what will make him come faster and harder.
“jungkook, fuck…” you moan, matching his movements as much as your limping body permits “you’re the best f– you’re better than everybody who’s ever fucked me!”
“better than everybody?” he asks, voice breaking as he anticipates the words he needs to hear so badly.
“yes, fuck!” you exclaim, a knowing smirk appearing on your fucked out face “better than my fucking boyfriend!”
you don’t miss the way his eyes roll back his head, hand tightening on your neck as his hips piston against you faster and faster, trying to reach his peak.
that’s all he needs to hear, you telling him that no one, especially your boyfriend you’re so keen on being with, is better at fucking you.
and without giving you time to process it, he cums inside you, emptying himself as strings of moans leave his sinful mouth.
and maybe it’s the way he’s been fucking you all this time, or how strangely close you feel to him in this very moment, but you find yourself coming on his cock once again, stimulating his orgasm even more.
you stare at him with teary eyes as he pushes his cum inside you even deeper, an habit he’s been having since the first time you let him fuck you raw.
his body falls heavily on yours, his head caged on the crook of your neck as your hand finds his hair, playing with them gently. he hums against your touch as he tries to catch his breath, his arms unconsciously caging you.
you’ve always cuddled after sex, jungkook himself being an overly romantic even with his fuck buddy, even if there were no feelings involved.
although you can’t help but pretend that your boyfriend wasn’t the one you left at home doing whatever he’s doing, but jungkook, whose arms feel more and more like home whenever you find yourself trapped in them.
and never, not even once, he lets you go easily, not before he silently demonstrates you that he’s, in fact, better than you boyfriend.
and not just at sex.
— do not copy, translate or post my writing on any other platform without my consent. written by jungqkook™
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Legally Blonde (2001) + IMDB Trivia
Choi San Boyfriend Headcanons!
listen, this man is my ultimate bias for a REASON. you are SO lucky if you have him as a boyfriend 😭
he’s a huge fan of PDA. holding hands, linking pinkies, having an arm around your waist, linking arms, hugging, and kissing are all things he’s comfortable doing in public (just pecks on the lips though, not full on making out LOL) he always has to be touching you in some way 🥰
he loves to play with your hair! no matter how long or short it is, he’ll always be running his fingers through it, twiddling with the ends, or ruffling it (if it’s long enough, he’ll even learn to braid it! it’s a very relaxing ritual that both of you love!)
and while kissing, his hands often end up tangled in your hair ;)
san isn’t really into big grand gestures of love… it’s the little things he does for you that let you know he loves you. he definitely has an “acts of service” love language!
he’ll wake you up when he notices your alarm doesn’t go off, brings you lunch while you’re at work, helps you with projects, carries your bag around for you while shopping… he does stuff like this without even thinking
i can’t imagine him yelling at you no matter how angry he might be. he’s very good at controlling his feelings so if he gets upset, he’ll just leave the room to give himself a moment to calm down before talking with you about the situation calmly and rationally
if you ever break a glass or plate of his, he’ll gently reassure you that it’s okay, it was just an accident, and first checks your hands for any injuries before helping you clean it up (cries in childhood trauma 😭)
you catch him just staring at you with a big dopey smile on his face ALL the time. and when you ask what’s wrong he goes “nothing, i just love looking at you.” 😊
he’s the best person to be around when you’re sad. (he is our comforting mountain after all!) he’ll never judge you, and instead just hold you tightly while you cry, whispering little reassurances and patting your back gently… after you calm down he’ll immediately offer to help you with whatever’s bothering you
he’s a big fan of the nickname “baby,” he uses it probably more than your actual name (i’m sorry if you hate it 😟)
“baby, come look at this!” “what’s wrong baby, do you need some help?” “i’m sorry you’re sad baby, everything will be okay.”
every once in a while he’ll let a “my love” slip, and when he’s begging for your attention he uses “honey” in a sickeningly sweet, whiny voice
he’ll never pass up an opportunity to tell you how beautiful you are. even when you’re bare-faced, have bed-head, and are wearing sweats, he thinks you’re absolutely stunning 🥰
you definitely don’t help with his plushy addiction… you buy him one like every week, and soon you both have to buy those nets that hold stuffed animals against the corner ceiling (oh god and if you ALSO love plushies??? your house will be DECKED OUT.)
that definitely wasn’t just a headcanon for me bc i have a squishmallow addiction ahahaha
he tries to act annoyed when you pester him while he’s reading, but he secretly thinks you’re super cute when you’re begging for his attention 🥺
wooyoung is so jealous of you for the longest time… you guys didn’t really get along until san locked you both in a room and told you to work out your differences 😀
which worked, surprisingly 😀 you both came out laughing up a storm and hanging off of each other
now you and wooyoung are besties. you even team up against san sometimes to bug him. he just corners you both and stares at you intensely, forcing you to look up at him to fluster you (he loves his little brats tho 💞)
we all know san needs to hold something to sleep… and i’m sorry if you like having room to yourself when you sleep, but that something is going to have to be you sometimes (cries in starfish sleeper)
maybe not every night, but at least once a week, he HAS to fall asleep with you in his arms
he always lets you lay your head on his shoulder while he does other tasks, in fact, he encourages you to!
like if you’re sitting next to him to relax, he’ll just reach over and push your head down to rest on his shoulder
he loves to paint your nails together 💅🏻 and do face masks!
when he’s away on tour, he’ll stay up all night talking to you if no one stops him (usually hongjoong has to lmaoooo)
speaking of which, he gets all flustered every time the members bring you up… he starts blushing and smiling like a fool 🥺
then he can’t stop himself from rambling on and on about how amazing you are ☺️
he also won’t stop flirting with you just because you’re dating
he’s constantly dropping pick up lines and hyping you up
like if you get all dressed up for a special event, his jaw will drop open and he’ll say something like “hey pretty lil thing, you come here often” 👀
and you’ll be like “san i’m literally your partner” 😑
he shares everything with you, without even thinking about it
snacks, drinks, hoodies… he’ll just hand them to you absentmindedly
at the end of the day, this boy would do literally anything just to see you smile. he thinks your smile is the prettiest sight in the world. he believes you deserve the world and wants nothing more than to give it to you 💞
This scene is actually hilarious when you deep the fact that in the midst of a full out attack on Wakanda, Attuma took the time to find Okoye to antagonise her 😂 He really said “Lemme just see what my lil warrior bae is up to 👀” And what’s sending me is Okoye definitely planned his entire funeral in her head in those mere seconds of tense eye contact between them lmaooo
Okoye: *in turmoil trying to save Wakandan civilians*
Attuma: *standing on top of a Wakandan building searching aggressively* *spots her*
Attuma: 😈🫵🏽💥
Okoye: 😐😠😡🤬🔪
Ateez
❀ Group Headcanons
✿ Sub/Dom/Switch
✿ Their Twin Flames
✿ Ateez Ideal Type
✿ Ateez When Jealous
✿ Ateez Love Reading - November Edition
✿ Dating Ateez : Pros And Cons
✿ Ateez Love Reading - December Edition
✿ Ateez Tea
✿ Ateez Aura/Energy
✿ Ateez Kinks
✿ What Would Ateez Do When You Are Having A Depression Episode-
✿ Quiet or Spontaneous Partners ?
✿ Ateez Red Flags
✿ Ateez Reading - July Edition
✿ Who In Ateez Would Be Attracted to These Members ( Blackpink, Itzy, Aespa)
✿ How Would Ateez React To You Breaking Up With Them
✿ Ateez Love Language ✿ Loyalty percentage
✿ Ateez Ideal Type Birthchart ✿ In Ateez Who Would Be Attracted To In: Gidle
✿ What Does Ateez Thinks Of Mingi
✿ Who Ateez Are The Most Attracted To In: Le Sserafim and Red Velvet
✿ Ateez Reaction Of Making Their S/O Cry
✿ serious relationships vs casual ✿
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❀ Group MTL
✿ MTL Ateez To Masturbate
✿ Ateez MTL To Cheat
✿ Ateez MTL To Date Someone Older
✿ MTL Ateez To Date An Idol?
✿ MTL Ateez To Date A Foreigner
✿ MTL Ateez Most Possessive
✿ MTL Ateez To Be Manipulative
✿ MTL Ateez To Be Jealous
✿ MTL Ateez To Date Chubby Partner
✿ MTL Ateez Who Would Be Fine To A Member Dating Their EX
✿ MTL Ateez To Get Offended If Corrected During The Deed
✿ MTL Ateez To Be Kinky
✿ MTL Ateez To Approach Someone They Find Attractive
✿ MTL Ateez To Be Good At Aftercare
✿ MTL Ateez To Start Physical Fight ✿
❀ Hongjoong
✿ As A Boyfriend
✿ A To Z Analysis : NSFW
✿ A To Z Analysis : SFW Hongjoong
❀ Mingi
✿ As A Boyfriend
✿ A To Z Analysis: NSFW
❀ Yunho
✿ Yunho As Boyfriend
✿ Yunho A To Z Analysis : NSFW
✿ Yunho A To Z Analysis : SFW
❀ Yeosang
✿ A To Z Analysis: NSFW
❀ Seonghwa
✿ As A Boyfriend
✿ How To Romantically Atract Seonghwa
✿ A To Z Analysis : NSFW
❀ San
✿ As A Boyfriend
✿ San A To Z Analysis: NSFW
❀ Wooyoung
✿ A To Z Analysis: NSFW`
✿ What Does Ateez Think Of Wooyoung
❀ Jongho
✿ N/I
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20 years later that number has now grown to 3
WHITENESS IN NAMOR POSTS
White ppl need to stop writing themselves into Namor posts. For fuck’s sake, why’d you always think you’re the standard for female desirability? And it’s so obvious you’re signalling whiteness. I see gifs of white women actors for smut posts, references to skin colour or hair texture, that scream whiteness. Ppl here have been calling this out constantly, but there’s no stopping you. Y’all do this with a character as political as Namor (like did you pay attention to the movie or are you just here to sexualise a Brown man?). It’s a particular kind of stomach-turning sexualising of Black and Brown men that white ppl do and that’s what this reminds me of. It’s left unsaid that POC women just aren’t good enough, attractive enough, sexy enough. I am exhausted by this bullshit.
As POC readers/writers we love ourselves some Namor smut too, but if even with a character like him, you write us out, idk what you do in fandoms that haven’t built an entire cultural politics centring POC ppl, like Black Panther has. Namor is Indigenous. Namor’s history is rooted in the violence of colonialism. Tenoch has been speaking out against erasing Black and Brown folk for years. And still, you white folks are here colonising the shit out of our fandoms as well?!
Tenoch Huerta and Mabel Cadena as Namor and Namora in ASSEMBLED: THE MAKING OF BLACK PANTHER WAKANDA FOREVER (2023) for @c0vidtest
namor def has a breeding kink <3 his kingdom needs an heir and the time has finally come to give them one. he will throughly make sure you’re ready for him, he’ll make you see stars before he even fills you up and when he does he’s so possessive about it, saying “mine mine mine” over and over <333 wants to breed you so bad, he cums inside over and over, fucking his cum back inside you day after day until he’s sure he’s fucked a baby into you <3 he would eat you out after cumming inside <3
His Queen
K’uk’ulkan x Filipino!Reader Blurb
Summary: K'uk'ulkan pays you a visit to ask you to become his queen.
Rating: PG 13+
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 1.5K
Note: Filipino!Reader is inspired by Marvel’s equivalent to the Filipino Superhero Pearl Pangan, also known by her hero name Wave. You can control water and have the same capabilities as a Talokanil, but you are still a land-dweller born and raised in the islands of Mactan, Cebu Philippines.
It is also worthy to note that I have not included any Yucatec Maya phrases despite Namor speaking in his mother tongue as respect to his language. Therefore his mother tongue shall be labeled with italics.
This work is a connecting piece to His Timeless Love. Both can be read separately and in any order.
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Namor relationship imagines
warnings: wakanda forever spoilers(!!), suggestive content, me thirsting
an: omfg i am infatuated with tenoch huerta it's actually not ok but yk, here's some head canons cause there's not enough
he definitely loves each love language but he's such a gift giver
every chance he gets, he's giving you something new, something even more special than the last
he loves when you call his name; K'uk'ulkan
he hears it all the time from his people ofc, but you usually call him by pet names so hearing you say it is like music to his ears
speaking of ears, his are sensitive
he won't admit it but he loves when you kiss and nibble on them
or whisper in them during sex
he loves to drip you in the finest jewelry and nicest shells
he wants everyone who sees you to know you're his
your basically glowing everytime you leave your shared bedroom
you guys also have a matching pair of earrings
he loves when you lay on his chest or he lays on yours
something about hearing each others heart beats makes him feel calm, like knowing you're both alive and in that moment together
that's why also loves holding hands
he loves to pleasure you in every way you can think of but especially during sex
he pays attention to every flinch, ever gasp, and exploits the hell out of it
by the time he's done with 'foreplay' you're already gasping for air (water) with a crooked smile on your face
he loves to flirt and tease
he could be in an important council meeting or something but if he catches your eye he won't hesitate to give you a wink and a sly smile
even though he's seen it a thousand times when you take off your shirt around him he does that wolf whistle to get a giggle out of you
though he knows it's dangerous, he takes you to the surface ever chance he gets to sit under the moonlight with you
he loves how the light makes your skin shine
he loves how you always bury your feet into the sand of the beach
he loves you 
husband namor headcanons
Namor is the most loyal and devoted husband. He would do anything for you. To see you smile. It is a gift in his life to make you happy
Want a massage? He'll do it. Want a drink? He'll get or make you one. Want the entire world? He would make sure to make it happen.
He never lies to you. If he has a problem, he'll always let you know. Though that doesn't happen often cause he sees you as the most perfect woman he's ever held.
You guys would make sure to take some time outside of royal duties to spend time together. After all, a husband who is a king has to treat you like royalty as his queen.
Namor would 100% wanna have kids with you. But he would never pressure you into having them unless you felt ready to. He'd rub over your stomach sometimes, just imagining a little version of the two of you combined laying in there.
He would endure your bad jokes:
"What do you call a fake koi fish?"
"Well... a fish?"
"A de koi!"
Namor proceeds to tackle you and lay on top of you for 10 minutes to assert his dominance.
He would teach you how to paint and would guide your hand as you painted along the walls.
He would also teach you Yucatec Mayan if you were from the surface world. He was so excited when he found out you were eager to learn it.
If anyone said anything wrong about you, he would defend you every time. Namor is just as loyal to you as his husband.
If you were on your period, he would 100% be by your side the whole time and get you anything you needed.
Namor would shower you with gifts since you had him wrapped around your finger. He is just so down bad for you.