Higher Demands Jjk

Higher Demands │ jjk

─ paιrιng│prince!jungkook x f maid!reader ─ ѕυммary│You know you’re not the only one servicing him, but you’re always ready when he calls upon you. Even when it leaves your heart aching.   ─ raтιng│NC-17, mature 18+ ─ genre│ smut, prince!au, maid!au, pwp ─ warnιngѕ│smut smut smut!!!, semi old terms being used in regards to the sexual aspect of things lol, i use the word buttocks and i cringe myself, hand job, fingering, protected sex, a tinyyyyy bit of angst just to spice things up a bit ─ word coυnт│3.7k - unedited  ─ dιѕclaιмer│This is all fiction! Nothing mentioned/written are facts and/or real! So please just keep that in mind when reading and enjoy! Thank you ♡ 

─ a/n│Finally, feeling like i’m slowly getting my mojo back! I don’t feel like i’m fully there yet, but it’s progress so i wanted to celebrate it with this short little story i busted out on a surge of inspiration i got! It’s not the best but it’s also not the worst ever, and i really liked how it turned out! So i hope you enjoyyyy!

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“You asked to see me your highness?” your voice carries through the large chamber, announcing your presence to the one who asked for it, standing at the foot of the large bed.

The Prince, Jeongguk, turns, revealing a handsome face that you so often get to see but never quite get used to. His dark hair hangs loosely over his forehead, casting an even darker shadow over his eyes. Those eyes that can look right through you and reveal all of your deepest secrets. His perfect lips are tilted in a smirk and he takes your breath away instantly each time you see him.

He truly is too handsome for his own good, and he takes great advantage of it at most times.

“Come here,” he commands with a single gesture of his finger, and your legs automatically carry you over the dark floors until you are standing in front of him.

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farmer!taehyung 1: after the mulberries (m)

just a re-upload for his birthday!!!! 💖💖💖💖

You’d left the mulberries to soak in wine an hour ago. The vineyard isn’t that far a walk, but you’d still waited just a little before sunset to go picking, and even then you had sweat right through your blouse. Hauling your mulberry-heavy basket back through that muggy heat wasn’t fun. The shower you took, though—it was a different experience of divine. 

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needless to say → KNJ

paring: mafia boss!kim namjoon x doctor!reader

warnings: praise kink, oral sex (female receives), stalker ish content (namjoon sends someone to watch over the reader while he is away), namjoon is shoot, unprotected sex, high heels on during the foreplay 

word count: 5.7K  

summary: namjoon was the most dangerous man in the city and you were his doctor, sworn to protect and heal him. Over the months you could not help but to fall for the man who always ended up at least once a month at your hospital, injured and in need of your help. 

note: I am shocked as well to be writing smut without any bdsm so for all you praise loving folks (like me) here we go!! 

fanart made by cyran ❤️

He was dangerous, you knew that much. Yet, when he was lying on your hospital gurney, you knew he could not hurt a single fly in this state. He had been shot, again. The second time this month now. He was getting more reckless, more impatient, craving more power. 

A year ago, you would have never thought you would be working for the most dangerous man in the city, but here you were, sterilising your equipment before removing the bullet from his wound. Namjoon hissed at the pain but you just glared at him. He had to start being more careful. 

When you started working for him you thought you only did it for the money, being in debt for so long despite being one of the most promising new doctors at the hospital, you decided to quit your job. His deal was way to good. Pay of your entire debt if you worked for him for four year plus money for rent and food. 

That was all it was supposed to be. A job, taking care of Namjoon and his associates whenever they got hurt. Funny how everytime Namjoon ended up at your hospital you fell for him even more. Your hospital. 

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Rigor Mortis

; Police Officer!Jungkook x Reader

; Genre: Smut, angst, horror, fluff

; Word Count: 28.5k

; Warnings: Horror, gore, violence, zombies, death, character death, implied suicide, penetrative sex, oral sex (female receiving), fingering

; Synopsis: A night out at a bar results in you going home with a young and attractive police officer. But if you think the night was something to remember, that’s nothing compared to waking up to find a zombie outbreak in the city. A chance encounter with Officer Jeon leads to him helping you escape from the plague infested city.

; A/N: I know this is long, but please give it a chance and reblog if you like it! Let me know what you think as this has taken me 4 months to finally finish! It’s been inspired by Resident Evil, The Walking Dead and other zombie media! I hope you all enjoy it…

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The music of the bar is like a slow and seductive pulse through your veins, vibrating through your body from the floor until you can’t stop your body from gently swaying along to the beat. A long neck beer in your hand is being swung about lazily while your eyes close, head falling back as you hum along to the song underneath the murmur and loudness of the crowd.

It’s some popular tune that’s in the charts now, something that you hear all the time in stores and on the radio. Not your usual fare, but good enough right now when you’re out with your friends and letting your hair down.

A hand on your waist causes you to chuckle, lips spreading in a bright smile as you open them and watch your best friend, Taehyung give you a bright grin.

“Someone’s having fun, are you drunk already?” He asks, wiggling his brows from beneath his honey blonde hair. It’s almost pin straight right now, looking unbelievably fine and you get the urge to run your fingers through it. You don’t though, because boundaries and all that.

“No, I’m not. This is my first beer thank you very much. I’m just enjoying the moment.” You give him a smile before pressing your finger against his chest and making him move back. Chaeyoung is sat on a bar stool as you approach, hopping up onto the creaking leather besides her and waving for a second one from the bartender.

“Not to get your hopes up, but there’s a ridiculously hot guy over there who’s been checking you out.” She points down the bar slyly, causing you to glance over and get a look at the man who’s apparently been eyeing you up.

The quick glance isn’t good enough for you when you catch sight of him though, and instead you give him your full attention. Looking him up and down, you bite your lip in appreciation before turning to Chaeyoung.

“Hell yeah he is, and I’m going to go over there.” You say with a smirk, taking the new bottle given to you with a thanks. Chaeyoung and Taehyung give you a resounding send off, cheering loudly for your luck while you stride over to your admirer with a smile.

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part of becoming confident with yourself is just… posting it anyway. writing it anyway. even if you feel like it won’t be recognized, the process is just as important as the results. if you like what you do and who you are that validation will come naturally. shit won’t feel forced either.

Fall in Hatred

➜ Words: 20k

➜ Genres: Fluff, Crack, Some Angst, Marriage!AU, Divorce!AU (kind of)

➜ Summary: You and Jin are over. When you’d rather stay with the spider that’s set up shop in the bathroom (and who’s become your new pet) than with your ‘husband’ in the living room, you know things aren’t good. But when your entire, overbearing family gathers at the summer house and you’re forced to drag him along, escaping from him isn’t so easy anymore. And maybe…just maybe…you’ll have a change of heart.

➜ Warnings: Discussions and themes of divorce, lots and lots of arguing (some of which are light-hearted and others which are more intense). Also some sappiness that might be too cheesy, but fight me.

Cr.

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