The Art Of Playing | Jjk (m)

the art of playing | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader / dilf!jk x grocery store clerk!oc

>>genre: friends with benefits, smut, pwp, a lil bit of fluff, light angst

>>word count: 6.3k

>>warnings: jk must be cuffed for being so sexy…, but what if… he is so strong that he breaks them? 🙇🏻‍♀️, dom jk, sub oc, age gap, dilf jk stuff: asking for permission, saying thank you, sexual tension, restraining, multiple orgasms, nari’s face on a milk carton bc where the fuck is she 😭 (she’s with her mom <3), overstimulation, thumb in butt 😗, dirty talk, safe sex, office sex, sex against a desk, light choking, jk is just… gawd… drooling for him 👍🏻, nari astrological sign reveal LOL

>>notes: more dilf jk <3 had to write a lil something for the heart cuffs 💞 this happens before the art of craving timeline wise!! also title is inspired by the song play by marian hill :*

this is part of my dilf jk series that can be found on my masterlist

>>summary: costumes are a must for jk’s work party… they come with the cutest heart-shaped cuffs… now what could they be used for? 🙄

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ajsjshuwkwjs what podcast? when?? where???

his playlist podcast on melon!! link link they’re all doing one I believe

payback | jjk | m | drabble

[ ! ] this is a drabble for bad influence. You can read it as a stand-alone.

— summary; in which Jungkook learns to be more careful about what he wishes for. 

— contents and warnings; smut, pwp, badboy!jungkook x goodgirl!reader, enemies to lovers, bickering, dirty talk, cock worship, jk has a big dick, blowjob, handjob, spitting, deepthroating, edging, gagging/choking, oc tears up a little, praise kink, (both ways), a spark of size kink, cum is everywhere (face, mouth, tits), the oc is a demon but jk finds a way to handle her: the endless saga 

— words; 2.7k

— author’s note; FILTH!!!! This is filth. That’s it. I have no excuse, your honor. 

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There were some key ways to break Jungkook down which you had grown particularly familiar with. 

The most common one was annoying him, of course, not backing down from his constant bickering until he gave up and finally decided to shut up. You could also be overwhelmingly nice to him to the point that he didn’t even know how to respond without getting flustered — albeit that was a much more rare approach, and it really depended on your mood. Another thing you could do, of course, was to not pay attention to his mindless provocations until he moved on, like a class clown that didn’t receive any laughs. That was always a safe bet, but you’d have to handle a lot of shit before it got to that point, so there were a few downsides. 

Most of those however, at least to you, could not compare to the last option: which was to indulge in his bullshit and twist it against him until he was reconsidering his primary approach to the situation. You didn’t do that a lot when it came to mundane matters, but, in the bedroom, that was a different story. 

“Fuck, baby, do something already,” he complained, his voice strained with desire. Jungkook’s chest was heaving, tremulous breaths escaping his nose as he looked down at you. “You’re having way too much fun with this shit.” 

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→ on my mind 02 — a jeongguk scenario

member: jeon jungkook

word count: 25.6k

genre: domestic!au + established relationship + fluff + smut + mild angst

warnings: slow build / oral sex (f & m receiving) / multiple smut scenes / over-stimulation / breeding kink / creampies / mentions of infertility / pregnancy is a central part of the story line / pregnancy sex / jeongguk just wants to be a good dad / i am so sorry if the editing is not up to par i tried my best / mild possessiveness / mentions of misogyny and an asshole manager

soundtracks: (they long to be) close to you, carpenters + to you, yoona & lee sang soon + someone’s shining, wisue + who knew, chloe x halle, + but i’m trying to tell you how much i love you, saevom + pretend, lee aram + when the wind blows, yoona + meet me in amsterdam, rini + she, jannabi

special thanks to: @gukkheaven for seeing the baby version of this fic <3 / @a-life-thats-next-to-normal for sharing some much needed baby info with me!

header credit @dee-ehn <3

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The first time you buy a test, you don’t tell him.

It’s a Thursday afternoon and you arrive home first. Jeongguk had texted you that he would be late today because Namjoon needed him to work overtime on a file that was due. You had taken the rare opportunity to scurry to your local chemist and purchase a handful of pregnancy tests. You’d dumped the pink boxes on the counter, trying in vain to avoid the blatant stare of the cashier as she packaged them into a small black bag. The trek back home nerve-racking. Your heart pounding painfully against your chest, the scruff of your sneakers against the pavement the only accompaniment to the tension you felt weighing over your body. It was only when you had passed a playground, eyes skimming over the hordes of children joyously dandling from monkey bars and slipping down sliders with wide grins on their faces, did your heart momentarily calm down. Lulled by the sound of their laughter until your pulse was relaxed once more.

You could do this — it’s just a test.

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I know it’s the one you suggested but I LOVE the ‘best friends to lovers confession in a heated argument cliche’ but I’d love it with jungkook (if you don’t mind!!)

━ for the cliché scene / overused movie trope drabble game ! *closed* ━ (jeongguk x reader, pg-15, fluff, light angst)

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“____! where the hell are you going?” jeongguk shouted as you stormed out of the doors of the cinema, doing so after you saw two of jeongguk’s other friends waiting for the both of you by the popcorn stall. he was absolutely surprised when your initial excited attitude morphed into anger once your eyes fell on his close friends, jimin and taehyung, since from what he recalled, you got along with them pretty well.

“just go back, jeongguk.”

“go back? how can i—hey! it’s raining for fuck’s sake, why are you—” he couldn’t even form his sentence right for he was too busy catching up with you who was still striding away from the place, using your arms to shield yourself from the downpour of the harsh rain. it was obvious that you were heading to the bus stop from the path you were taking, only causing jeongguk to walk faster behind you to finally grab your elbow and turn you around. “seriously, god,” he glared at you, the rain now streaming down your heads, “what’s wrong?”

“you’re such a dickhead, you know?” you roughly pulled your arm back, pushing your wet hair away from your eyes. “i can’t believe i even assumed that you understood it clearly when i told you to go on a movie date with me tonight.”

jeongguk continued staring at you. “i literally don’t have any clue on what you’re saying.”

“you never do!” you yelled all of the sudden, agitated and frustrated and humiliated and—and just every bad emotion out there living inside your chest at that moment. “literally. i can fucking scream that i’m in love with you right in your face and you still wouldn’t fucking get it.”

“what?”

“jesus christ,” your eyes were tear-filled now, both from anger and devastation, “i asked you to watch this movie with me as a date, guk. i asked you out myself, even used the term movie and date together—and you still took it platonically.”

he blinked, a new sentiment rising within him. “i… i—how was i supposed to know that this was supposed to be a real date?”

“because i only invited you!”

“so? how the fuck does that explain everything? i’m sorry if i didn’t get the memo that apparently—”

“shut up, don’t you dare finish that sentence.” you were already hearing the sarcasm in his tone that it annoyed you further to let him continue talking.

and jeongguk did shut up, recognizing the genuine hurt in your voice that he can’t bring himself to bring his own perspective across. and for about three seconds, you and him just stood there in the middle of the open parking lot in front of the cinema, still letting the rain wash over your figures, still letting the suffocating tension conquer the air between you two, until he sighed and ultimately pulled you towards him, raising the side of his flannel shirt to cover your head with it.

“don’t—” you weakly pushed him but his hold was strong.

“let’s talk inside. we’re both going to get sick if we stay here long.”

“jeongguk—”

“i love you too, okay?” he confessed and that made you snap your eyes at him, giving in unconsciously, your feet moving mindlessly to where he wanted you two to go as you studied him, jeongguk only staring ahead.

you huffed. “let me guess. you love me as a friend, am i right?”

he didn’t answer. he just led you both to the part of the entrance where they had a roof to prevent the rain from washing your bodies more.

“i’m right, am i?” you insisted, and when you officially stepped on the dry pavement, jeongguk took his flannel off your head and did the most cliché thing on the world.

he kissed you shamelessly and oh so casually, like this wasn’t the first time that he has done it and as if you weren’t just screaming at him earlier. he had a single finger rested sideways on your chin, the way he tilted it up to meet your lips earlier gentle, and his head was slanted to the side for a better angle. when he pulled away, your eyes flickered open, just in time when he pecked it once more.

“you’re hella stupid,” is what he said, snorting, and before you could answer, he took out his phone, checked if it was still functioning, and used it to text a message to jimin and taehyung who were still inside. when he was done typing, he turned back to you nonchalantly who was still frozen and confused. “let’s go back home first to change then i’ll pick you up again for the date.”

you scoffed in disbelief, the pieces forming very slowly in your head. “you really are a dickhead.”

he grinned at that, placing an arm around you while he kissed your wet hair, guiding you now to the parking lot. “i’m your dickhead now.”

you rolled your eyes, your heart nonetheless jumping for joy.

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forget me not | eoalh drabble

written for the eoalh couple. jeongguk thinks he’s bad at love.

pairing: fuckboy!jk x f reader

word count: 1.8k

warnings: none except jk babie not being very confident :/

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© evolution of a lover’s heart is copyright jeonstudios 2021. this fic can not be modified, re-posted, or translated without my permission.

author’s note: so i really liked this scene but as i’m progressing with the last part of eoalh, i’m fearing it won’t fit in and if i do end up putting it in there, i’ll probably have to change it, but as voted for in the poll on my twitter, i’m posting it as a separate drabble. however, until i’m posting the full chapter, don’t take this as canon! also this isn’t super edited, just read through once or twice…

He looks over at your sleeping face where you’re cuddled up in the passenger seat, his jacket draped over you like a blanket. 

You’re so pretty like this, you always are, but sometimes he feels bad if he looks at you for too long. Deep down, he knows he’s being irrational, that he’s become too sensitive and too much of an overthinker, but it’s so hard to stop. One thought leads to the next, and he spirals.

He wants to trust you, wants to lean back on the words you tell him, and the things he knows deep down. He wants to trust himself, maybe not today, but someday. Because he has it in him, somewhere. Right? And he wants to get better.

As quietly as he can, he closes the door to the car, and when he peers through the window, still seeing your undisturbed, sleeping face, he straightens up and breathes in the fresh air. 

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