Bewitch - JJK | M

bewitch - JJK | M

↣ Jungkook misses you, he yearns for your touch, your smile, your body, but the virtual form of your presence would have to tame his impatience.

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: fluff, smut, slight angst

word count: 2.7K

warnings/tags: idol au, established relationship au, soft bf JK, ldr for now, strong language, explicit smut- filming during sex, dirty talk, biting/scratching, hickeys, finger sucking, breast play, fingering, brief handjob, spanking, oral (f), multiple positions, multiple orgasms, lazy doggy, praise kink, degradation, unprotected sex, choking, masturbation

a/n: was thinking about an LDR with JK and I felt like this is how he would be

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“I miss you.”

Jungkook’s able to clear up the coffee table and hold the phone with his shoulder as he speaks, complains.

He hears your laugh filter through the speaker, causing a small smile to lift the corners of his mouth.

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𝓠𝓾𝓲𝓮𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓭 🔞 (1.8k)

✎ Panty enthusiast!Kook ✎ Smut ✎ Oral ✎ Fluff ✎ University!AU ✎ Quiet!Kook ✎

He doesn't listen to the girl currently ranting about whatever party she wants to suddenly invite him to, as he spots you walking into the cafeteria. Getting up from his seat, he takes his food and walks towards you- the only one who's been at his side even when he was just the quiet kid everyone picked on.

Jungkook had always been known as the quiet kid.

And that's not the bad thing about it. Just because he was always alone didn't mean that he was always lonely. In fact, he preferred to be by himself most of the time- he was rather awkward around others, and had a talent for making things weird easily. He was clumsy with his words, and didn't know how to socialize very well. It leads to the real problem at hand; becoming the butt of everybody's joke.

Now, it never turned into full-blown bullying, to be fair. He was never actually beaten or threatened, but he was still a common victim at the end of the day. Girls thought he was odd, boys thought he was too soft. And then, there was you.

At first, you both didn't talk much. You simply asked him once if you could sit at the same table in the library, and at some point you both realized that you were reading the same book about emotionally driven behavior in household pets. You've begun talking after that, meeting up in the library, and eventually exchanging numbers to notify the other of interesting things that you'd encounter during your day. When you had both realized you'd enroll in the same university together, even getting accepted together, something had changed between the two of you.

Jungkook became more daring in his actions; officially voicing out his romantic interest in you during lunch at the cafeteria during the second semester. It had come as a surprise to you, but not an unpleasant one- you'd started to develop a soft spot for him for a few weeks already, and this gave you a reason to fully let your feelings blossom. The more you started to get to know him over the course of time, the more interested you became. Because underneath all those oversized sweaters and round glasses was a young man who actually enjoyed working out and boxing in his free time, just as much as watching a musical-remakes with you while laughing about the poor acting, or bad depiction of music. He liked how you got so passionate about certain topics, able to rant with no end it seemed in his presence, comfortable enough to never fear his judgement.

And when you had started dating, things began to slowly change for the both of you.

It's weird, how he's suddenly constantly the point of attention nowadays; with people talking about him more than usual. That doesn't mean that he's suddenly become different; he's still the same quiet guy as always, but now it seems as if girls wanted to get his attention more than usual. And granted, it pissed him off a little.

He doesn't listen to the girl currently ranting about whatever party she wants to suddenly invite him to, as he spots you walking into the cafeteria. Getting up from his seat, he takes his food and walks towards you- the only one who's been at his side, even when he was just the quiet kid everyone picked on. Though quiet yourself, you never backed away from him, no matter what kind of weird rumor surrounded him.

You've always been there, and so he's sworn himself to always be there for you as well.

He remembers the first time he'd discovered his romantic- and sexual- interest in you, after you'd stayed at his apartment for a few days when a water pipe broke in yours, forcing you out until the renovations were completed. He had offered to wash your clothes at his place, that he would drop them off at yours as soon as they were done, since it wasn't that far away anyway, and you had agreed, smiling so brightly at him before you left.

Not only that, but he remembers accidentally stumbling over the dragging leg of his own jeans in the laundry pile he was carrying, leading to him dropping the entire pile on his floor, your clothes as well as his displayed on the ground. The black, lace rimmed undergarment of yours laying on the floor as if inviting him to sin, his eyes unable to look away from the simple yet scandalous piece of clothing of yours. He'd picked up the clothes, your panties between his teeth as he carries everything into his bathroom where his washing machine stood- ready to be loaded up with a new round of clothes to be cleaned.

And he definitely remembers the way the black fabric felt around his length as he stroked himself to the imagination of you wearing nothing but that, spread out on his bed, ready for him with a gaze full of desire and need.

By now, you've done much more than just the things he'd started to imagine since that day- from the first time together on his couch in the living room, to a quickie before class started in his kitchen before you had rushed to catch the train to university together. Maybe that was what people around you started to sense; the confidence in each other, possibly catching other's attention nowadays.

He watches you eat sleepily, barely finishing your meal before you rest your head on the table, eyes closed. Its almost automatic by now, the way his hand reaches out to run over your head, fingers gently running through your hair. "Only two more lectures." He hums towards you, as you whine, pouting. "I told you not to stay up late. You never listen." He chuckles, finishing his meal before he leans back in his seat, watching you sit up as well, before you stretch.

"I really am this-" You pinch your fingers together to show him visually how much you meant. "-close to simply skipping." You say. He shrugs.

"You know I'm not your dad. I won't force you." He says, as you sigh.

"You're supposed to be my voice of reason!" You argue, and he smiles fondly, adjusting his glasses before he looks at the clock.

"No." He says, getting up before he leans over to you. "I'm the one who gets to love you-" He says, pressing a kiss to your lips. "-and see you naked." he adds cheekily, before he leaves the table, chuckling at the way you turn a little red. Its cute to tease you like this; he loves to have you all flustered and shy.

You're just too cute.

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"I like those a lot." He says as his fingers tease above the lace fabric of your pastel pink panties, barely any barrier between his touch and your most sensitive area. He likes that a lot- not only that, but they're also visually one of the best, he's decided by now. The pattern, the way they fit, the entire aesthetic of them- top tier, in his eyes.

"You ah-" You gasp, when he kisses along your navel, before his lips reach the hem of your underwear. "-you say that about every pair." You chuckle, and he mimics that- smiling up at you devilishly.

"Hm, not really." He says. "Those dark gray one's, for example. Those are boring." He mumbles against your skin, before his fingers finally find their way beneath the flimsy fabric. "Though you said they're comfortable, so I guess I can tolerate them." He shrugs, as he leans up again, carefully pulling the garment down your legs in an almost sensual manner.

"I'll never understand your obsession with my panties." You giggle, and he looks at you.

"It's not just them as an object, baby." He explains. "It's the fact I'm allowed to see them." He tells you. "Allowed to remove them." He hums as he discards them finally, hands running along your skin before he moves them over his shoulders, face situated in front of your entrance. "I like that. And the way you look in them." He tells you. "Those black one's make your butt look nice." He chuckles, before he places his mouth onto your core, tongue drawing circles around your clit as if to avoid it, before he flattens it out, letting his warm muscle run slowly over the bundle of nerves as you shudder from the feeling.

While Jungkook isn't one to run his mouth, he certainly knows how to use it on you. From the simple kisses he gives, to the numerous make out sessions, down to situations like these. He knows how to make you melt, how to get you going and wreck you at the same time. The noises are obscene, but he clearly doesn't seem to care as he holds your legs apart, thumbs drawing circles over your skin where they're placed, his eyes watching how you arch your back off the bed, completely at his mercy At this moment. He also doesn't seem to care about your heels digging into his back once you cum, only stopping with a chuckle once you whine and complain.

"Who knew you had a filthy mouth like that-" You tease with a grin as he instantly shakes his hair out of his eyes, leaning up and over your face to give you an open-mouthed kiss, unashamed of your taste still on his tongue.

"Only for you." He sings almost, just as jokingly as you while he reaches out to grab a condom, looking at you when you reach out to run a hand through his bangs.

"You should grow your hair out." You say. "That'd look hot." You mumble while he rips open the foil package, shrugging.

"Then I probably shouldn't." He says. "They're already bugging me about my looks, I want to go back to the time when I was invisible to everyone." He grumbles, pouting a little before he wraps the contraceptive over his length.

"Come on, you enjoy the attention." You claim, arms around his neck as he aligns himself.

"I absolutely don't." He argues, leading the head of his cock into your core. "The Only attention I need is yours, case closed." He mumbles, before he leans over to kiss you again, pushing inside you all the way, making you pull him even closer.

"Well, you-" You gasp as he starts to move, his lips ghosting over your jawline. "-you certainly have it no-ow.." You huff, and he chuckles, teasingly biting just underneath your earlobe as he suddenly pushes harder.

"Don't think so." He remarks, picking up his pace. "cause you're still able to talk."

Well-

you certainly lost that ability just a few moments later that night, that's for sure.

Graceful Gods (M)

Greek God!Jeongguk x Human!Reader

WordCount: 26k (Oh ho, tuck in)

Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff, Slight Crack, Strangers to Lovers!AU, Greek God!AU

Warnings: Marking, Cunnilingus, Body Worship, Begging, Praise, Multiple Orgasms, Bondage, Fellatio, Face Fucking, Big Dick!Jeongguk, Impreg Kink, Riding, Squirting, Cream Pie, Jeongguk Has Glittery Cum

A/N: THIS HAS BEEN MY BABY FOR A HOT MINUTE! I’m so fucking proud of this fic and I did so much research that my head might explode and Greek Letters will come out! Thank you to @lunarlxve​ and @jung-hoseok-s-airplane​ for beta reading it and giving me awesome feedback! Thank you to @ladyartemesia​ who literally pushed me to write something so awesome AND SHE MADE A FUCKING GORGEOUS BANNER. LIKE DO YALL SEE THAT?! Anyway I hope you really enjoy it because my heart is so warm for this fic!

Eros, the Greek god of love, sexual desire and attraction

“At the center of Greek mythology is a pantheon of deities who live on Mount Olympus, the highest mountain in Greece. Every aspect of human life was ruled by these deities. There were twelve main Olympians who ruled over such aspects. Olympian gods and goddesses are said to look much like women and men of this world but could also change their appearances into whatever they liked, animals and things of that nature. Most people know of the common gods, such as Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. But, there are others such as Dionysus- the god of wine, Aphrodite- the goddess of beauty and love, and even Hermes- the god of travel, who was in fact the personal messenger of Zeus. If you’ve watched the movie Hercules you’ll-” Professor Song’s voice becomes drowned out by the snort that comes from your left. You roll your eyes before craning your neck forward to keep listening to the lecture. You’ve always had an affinity to mythology of any kind since you were a child but, as you grew up Greek mythology stood out the most to you. You became enamored with it and decided to become a mythologist. You’ve heard of these tales countless times but you could always hear them once more.

A cough comes from next to you as you listen to the tale of Hephaestus and you roll your eyes once more before putting your hand underneath your chin. You jot down notes dutifully before looking up as Professor Song begins to wrap up the class. “For the last portion of your grade, you will all be assigned to work with a partner. The theme of your project is Graceful Gods, a study on partnerships between the gods and goddesses. You may choose whichever two gods and goddesses you may like that have had a connection with one another. Now, this doesn’t mean to watch Hercules a bunch of times and comment on those relationships between cartoons.” 

The class erupts into small giggles and you find yourself snorting at the lame joke. “Since I know that most of you cannot put yourselves together properly, looking at you Haeyun and Jowoon-” You giggle at his call out before paying attention again, “-you will all work with the person directly next to you at your tables.” Your eyes glance over to the long haired boy by next to you and you inwardly groan.

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contest. (M)

Word count: 3.5k

I swear I only come back with Jungkook fanfics even though he ain’t my bias

Prompt: While laying in bed, the two of them can't help but overhear their upstairs neighbors going at it rather loudly. Person A turns to Person B after a while, and asks, You wanna fuck louder than them to establish dominance?. (Got it from a prompt generator)

“Hello?”

You eagerly picked up the phone, hoping it was the real estate agent with good news. You and your boyfriend, Jungkook have been on the hunt for a place together.

The two of you split your time between his shared apartment and your parent’s place, both places not an option for either of you.

Ah, Y/N, I have some news for you.

“Let’s hear it.”

Unfortunately, someone placed a higher offer and we lost the bid

“Oh.”

I have few more listings that I have lined up for you next week, I’ll call you soon with clearer dates.

“Okay, thank you.” You said your goodbyes and sighed while you place your phone on your desk.

“You don’t look happy.” You looked up, seeing your coworker, Luna.

“Is it that obvious?”

“Assuming home hunting isn’t going the greatest?”

“Did you guess or were you eavesdropping?”

“I’m psychic.”

“Sure, and I’m the CEO.”

You rolled your eyes, it was definitely eavesdropping.

“Regardless, I’m sure you and that well-adjusted boyfriend of yours will figure something out.”

“Well adjusted…? Luna, you’ve met Jungkook before.”

“Yeah, he seemed pretty mature.”

You blinked a few times, your mind flashing back to the last viewing you went to. He almost sprayed you with water from the shower while fiddling with the showerhead, repeatedly bounced on the bed to test its “jiggle physics” and asked if you would be willing to fuck a balcony.

“Are you sure?”

“Cut him some slack. Wasn’t he the one who asked you to move in with him?”

“Are you forgetting he currently has roommates? I feel ashamed going there.”

“Why is that?”

You could feel your face growing hot and you avoid Luna’s eyes. It might have been once or twice when Jungkook was too adventurous in his exploration of exhibitionism and you weren’t exactly the greatest at being completely quiet.

It didn’t help that you caught one of them giving Jungkook a fist bump the next morning while you sipped on a cup of coffee.

“I see. Craving privacy, huh?”

“Let’s put it like that.”

“Either way, you’ll find something that you’ll both love. Speaking of love, I’d love if you could help me.”

“One of these days, you’re going to have to finish your work alone.”

“That day isn’t today, at least.”

She grinned at you as you rolled your eyes once again.

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You got home, kicking off your heels before scooping them up to take upstairs. The aroma of your mother’s cooking filled the house as you climbed the stairs to your bedroom.

Quickly changing into a shirt and sweatpants, you walked downstairs to the kitchen.

“Ah, you’re home, honey? How was work?”

“Same as usual, helping Luna after finishing my own.”

“That girl is still lively as ever, isn’t she?”

“That’s one way to put it, Mom. How was your day?”

“My hibiscus plants are growing wonderfully, I’m so glad you found that thing to deal with those pesky beetles.”

“It was just a quick google search.”

“Even so, I don’t have to come to my plants being devoured.”

“That is true.” You kept talking with your mother, grabbing things for her to add to dinner before the two of you ate together. You drew yourself a bath, your aching muscles relaxing as the warm water touched them.

You sat for a while, allowing your thoughts to cultivate. Sure, you didn’t get the place the two of you put your first offer for, but this was the third place you’ve felt confident about getting to be met with the same conclusion.

Maybe you need to wait a bit longer…? You scoffed your own pessimism, you could hear your boyfriend’s optimistic comments like ‘we’ll find someplace else’ or ‘don’t worry about it’.

You washed up quickly, returning to your room and sitting on your bed in a towel, feeling lazy about putting your clothes back on. You grabbed your phone, calling Jungkook when you heard his ringtone. Near your window.

You walked over to see him on the tree near your window, you opened it quickly and he merely waved.

“You know, we have a front door that you could have just walked through.”

You helped him into your room, the dark-haired man cheekily grinning at you. You hadn’t expected to see him, willing to be satisfied with a call or text exchange. Getting to see his face always made your heart flutter, though you wouldn’t openly admit it to keep Jungkook’s head from inflating.

“Isn’t it more romantic to see your darling boyfriend climb his way to see you? Didn’t Romeo do this?”

“I don’t remember Juliet being in a towel for that scene.”

“Speaking of which, you should walk around a towel more often.”

“Of course, you would want that.”

“No need to mince words, babe. Besides, you’ve always liked how honest I am.”

“To a fault.”

“Really?”

He stood in front of you, his eyes clear with intent. You stared back, not wanting to give in to his unwavering gaze.

“You have a leaf in your hair.”

You picked it out, tossing the green leaf to the side as he caught your hand while retracting. He placed his arm around your waist, pulling you into a swift kiss.

He was well-tuned to your body, your immediate reaction to kiss him back without hesitation. The soft towel was barely any protection from his hands as he let go of your hand in favour of your ass. His other hand found your left cheek as the kiss passionately raged on.

“Didn’t even bother with panties either, huh.”

“Don’t get any ideas.”

“I’ve already thought of a few. Think you’d like to hear them.”

“Depends.”

“Close your eyes.”

“Jungkook.”

“Just play along with it.”

You closed your eyes, Jungkook grabbing your hand and placing something in them.

“Okay, open them.”

You did so, immediately shocked at what you saw. It was a silver key, charmed with a little house keychain and a heart.

“Is it for real? You’re not messing with me, are you?”

“Do this convince you?”

He reached into his jacket, handing you a folded piece of paper and you opened it to see the leasing agreement, just needing your signature next to his.

“W-we’re moving in together.”

“We’re moving in together.” He repeated back to you. You jumped into his arms, feeling a mixed bag of emotions.

“Now, how about we celebrate? Starting with you ditching this towel…”

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You followed Jungkook in with another box, setting it on the floor next to the others and wiping sweat from your forehead.

“Ah, our Jungkookie is growing up so fast.”

“I’m not a kid, hyung.”

“You grew up too fast, moving with your girlfriend before me.”

“Hyung, you’re single.”

“I’m just a patient man, waiting for the one.”

“Yeah, sure. Can you help me with this box?” You watched the two men carry around other boxes while you unpacked a box with kitchen items.

You’re still in a bit of awe that you are really living in a nice little condo with Jungkook. A place to yourselves… You could cuddle up to him while watching a movie without Taehyung’s teasing. The two of you could cook dinner together, feeding each other bites of the finished product… No more sneaking around your parents or Taehyung…

“Babe?”

“Yes?”

“I want to show you something.”

He took your hand, pulling you along without an answer and stopping you before the bedroom.

“You know Taehyung is still here, right?”

“It hurts that you think I’m horny 24/7.”

“Are you saying you’re not?”

“It’s more like 16/7.”

“So when you’re asleep, you’re not?”

“Well, I had a dream a few nights ago… It was hard to get that out of my head recently… Wait, that’s not the point. Cover your eyes and I’ll guide you.”

“What is with you having to surprise me?”

“I have to keep things interesting, Y/N. Keep you on your toes.”

“Or send my anxiety through the roof.”

You mumbled, covering your eyes regardless. He had his hands on your hips as a means to guide you in before stopping you.

“Okay, uncover them!”

Jungkook and Taehyung were kneeling on the bed with a cake, Taehyung pulling a party popper with Jungkook doing Jazz hands

“Ta-da!”

“It’s your favourite too.”

“Days will never be dull with you, huh.”

“Of course. I want to have fun with you, forever.” He put frosting on your nose as he spoke, you returning the favour.

“Now, back to unpacking.”

“Can’t we do that tomorrow?”

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You pulled out the ingredients you needed for dinner, placing them on the island as Jungkook struggled to tie his apron.

“Allow me.” You said, Jungkook letting you tie it up.

“Thank you.”

He turned around, planting a quick kiss on your cheek before looking to the island.

“Where do we start?”

“Mincing garlic and slicing the breast. Can you handle that?”

“Babe, I taught Chef Boyardee everything he knows.”

“You really set the bar pretty low.”

“You’re so cold, I’m not that bad.”

“Aw, you know I’m just teasing, Kookie.”

You leaned in to kiss his cheek, him turning his head to steal a kiss from you.

“Now, I feel better.”

He beamed at you as you cocked an eyebrow at him, cheeky as ever. You started boiling water for the pasta, watching Jungkook carefully chopping the garlic before slicing the breast with a different knife. You cooked the pasta between your silent watching.

“You’re not half bad.”

“Told you so!”

You rolled your eyes despite your grin, readying a hot pan for the bacon. Jungkook back hugged you as you cooked the bacon, his hands on top of yours as you flipped the slices.

“Didn’t think I need this much direction.”

“Can’t let my sous chef make any mistakes.”

“Oh, who decided I was sous chef?”

“As head chef, I’d say you’re usually under me. Sometimes on all fours.”

“Hm, that doesn’t sound much like cooking to me.”

“Maybe not but I do enjoy eating.”

“Is that so?”

“Let’s save it for dessert, babe.”

“If that’s what you want.”

You added the garlic, cooked the chicken, designating Jungkook to make the egg mixture before combining everything into the final dish.

“Kookie, here.”

You held a bite on a fork, him eagerly taking the bite and you tried to gauge his reaction as he quietly chewed.

“Delicious.”

You smiled, walking over to grab plates to serve each of you when Jungkook stopped you.

“Ah hah, you’re missing something.”

“What?”

“Read it and weep.” His hands gestured to the stitched letters on the apron and you sighed.

Kiss the cook, huh?

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You went downstairs, picking up a package from a delivery person when you saw your upstairs neighbour at the mailboxes.

“Hi, Sowon!”

“Oh, Y/N! How are you? Getting used to the condo lifestyle?”

“It’s been great these past few weeks.”

“That’s good to hear! If you have any questions or concerns, just let me know. I’m just a floor away.”

“I will.”

The two of you kept chatting as you took the elevator back up, waving her off when you reached your floor and going back inside.

You placed the box on the counter, making a beeline for the couch and lying down comfortably to watch the episode of your favourite show. You missed a few episodes and what’s more perfect than spending your day off watching some TV?

You got up to make yourself a snack before truly setting down for your show. In the midst of a scene, you could hear shuffling around the room. Maybe she has company over? Whatever, the lead is confessing to his leading lady…

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“Loser does the winner’s chores for a week.” Jungkook offered. He finally managed to get his console back from Taehyung after weeks of ‘negotiations’. You’re surprised he hadn’t thought of changing where he kept the spare key.

Now, Jungkook was trying to win his way to doing fewer chores.

“A week? You’re that confident?” You teased.

“Two weeks.”

“Prepare to eat those words, baby boy.”

“Now, who’s the cocky one?” He handed you a controller and set the match up.

“Most kills wins.” You nodded, focusing your attention on the screen. Little did he know, you knew a few tricks to this game. Or all of them.

“How did you?”

“Been practicing a bit.”

“A bit? You didn’t cheat, did you?”

“Dude, just take your L.”

“But-”

“Unless you want a rematch if you want to be sure.”

He took the bait, the deficit between the two of you in kills continually growing until-

“I think that’s a new personal best, yay!” You smirked as Jungkook scowled at the screen.

“Fucking dumb ass NPCs…”

“Ah, baby, maybe you need some practice.”

“Practice?”

“Yeah, then maybe you’ll get better-”

“Let’s start now.”

He turned to you, his face not devoid of his previous frustration. Did you tease him too much?

“Jungkook-”

He was on top of you now, his lips pressed hard against yours. You couldn’t hold back the gasp as his fingers began to rub against your clothed clit.

You moaned as his lips pecked along your jaw down to your collarbone.

“This is what you wanted, huh? Want me to fuck my frustration out of you, hm?” You could feel his fingertips playing with the wet juices of your cunt, a finger teasing the entrance as he spoke.

“If that’s what you want to do with me." You breathed out, god that finger is going to drive you nuts.

“Is that so? You’re giving me free reign?”

“Of course not. I’m rewarding you with letting you eat me out. Maybe if you do a good enough job, I might be more generous.”

“You drive me insane.”

“Could say the same about you. Now, finish your chore.”

“Gladly.”

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It was supposed to be a peaceful Sunday morning, both you and Jungkook having the day off and wanting to just snuggle on the couch. You know, a lazy day.

Instead, you had to listen to-

You like that?

Yes, please god, fuck me harder

Absolute sinners on the Lord’s day. Jesus didn’t die for this.

“Do they just fuck every hour on the clock?”

“Seems like it.”

“What a lucky bastard.”

“Jungkook.”

“What? I hate my days off when you have to go to work, watching you slip on those stockings. Your ass in that new pencil skirt you bought.”

“You were watching me last time.”

“Always do. It’s a perk.”

“I should start changing in the bathroom.”

“As long as I can join you.”

“You were way too comfortable with being openly horny.”

“Blame the people upstairs, at least they’re embracing their horniness.” You rolled your eyes, so what if they’re energized now, they have to get tired at some point?

Wrong.

You were dead wrong.

Lying in bed, you were now well acquainted with the sound of the bed creaks upstairs and you loudly sighed into your pillow.

How could two people just fuck like rabbits all fucking day?

“Say…you wanna fuck louder than them to establish dominance?”

“Is that even possible?”

“Trust me, it is. Let me prove it to you.”

It didn’t take long to find yourself naked, Jungkook’s lips wrapped around your nipple as his fingers recklessly pumped into you. You felt a bit embarrassed by how loud your moans sounded but Jungkook made sure you couldn’t contain yourself.

“So wet, babe. You like knowing that they could hear you, hm, let the whole building know how much you want to come.”

“J-Jungkook.”

“Louder.”

J-Jungkook! Fuck!” You cursed as he nibbled softly on your ear, his fingers moving in time with the soft bites and you couldn’t stop yourself from coming.

“Now, let me taste.”

“J-Jung-ahh!” You mewled, your hands in his hair as he took a long swipe of his tongue against your cunt.

Your extensive vocabulary was limited to Jungkook and a string of curses as he fervently ate you out. Two could play this game, though.

“Let me b-blow you.”

“I’d never thought you’d ask.”

“Don’t make me change my mind.”

“Still have some fight in you, huh?”

“You have no idea. Now…”

It’s just as you thought, stiff as a rock. You watched him slightly twitch when you palmed him through his boxers.

“Already this hard for me, huh? Did hearing me turn you on this much, hm?”

“C-caught me red-handed.”

“Mhm.” You licked your lips, peeling his boxers off and letting his cock spring free. He watched you as you slipped his cock between your breasts. You poured the lube he handed you, the cool liquid spilling on your chest.

“Oops.” You began, the slickness of the lube aiding you as you let his cock slide between your breasts. The dripping of his precum only further turned you on as his low grunts.

“Shit.”

“You have no self-control, do you? I’m surprised you lasted this long.”

“You won’t be saying that when you’re bouncing on my dick.”

“Oh? Confident, aren’t we?”

“Watch your tongue.” He thrust his hips upward, his cock pressing against your lips. You forego using your chest, allowing him to thrust into your mouth. You did love when he was rough with you, his competitive spirit never wavering.

“God, you make me want to fuck you until you are covered in my cum from head to toe.”

“Fuck you until you can only answer me with your pretty little sobs.”

God, he was so filthy and you fucking love it. You pulled away once he eased up, sitting up.

“Come here, baby.” He sat on the edge of the bed, you went over to him and he positioned you to face away from him. Easing your hips down, you felt every inch of him sink deeper into you as he held you. Your legs were like jello from just mere penetration and you weren’t ready when his hips buckled into yours.

“Fuck.”

You moaned as you leaned your head back on his shoulder. His cock was so thick, stretching you out with each bounce. He was right, your mind was too muddled to think of any other words to describe how he made you felt as you fucked.

He kissed your neck as you huffed out moans and whimpers, the slick sounds of sex perfectly orchestrated along with you. The bed shifting with each thrust, the groans he made directly by your ears.

His hands on your hips, moving your body for you, his hot breath on your skin and all you could do was grip the sheets while shamelessly whining his name played along.

“You’re so tight, baby.”

“Uh-huh, maybe it’s c-cause I want you to- ah stretch me out.”

“Fuck, you’d like… that, wouldn’t you?”

“I want you to, Kook- Fuck.” He thrusted into you with renewed vigour, clearly taking your words to heart.

You let him ravage you, sweat forming on your body as he kept pounding you. His little curses, the hard presses of his fingertips into your skin as he took you from behind after changing positions.

“Fuck, baby, I’m c-coming.” With a few thrusts, he pulled out and a spray of his cum landed on your back. You were a mess at this point, the two of you spending hours fucking at this point.

The two of you took a shower, you rejecting any attempt to start another round.

“What time is it?”

“Do you have work tomorrow?”

“No.”

“Then it doesn’t matter.”

“It does, Kook.”

“We can just sleep in anyways.”

“You mean me sleeping in because someone has chores to do. We’re out of groceries too.”

“Way to make my dick soft.”

“Good, now we can get some sleep.”

You woke up the next morning, waking up Jungkook and convincing him to drive to the grocery store. He grumbled, still willing to go with you.

“Ah, Y/N!” As Jungkook locked the door, you saw Sowon walking towards the two of you.

“Morning.”

“Who is she?”

“She’s our upstairs neighbour, Kook.”

“The two of you look lively! Especially with how loud the two of you were, I’m surprised you still have your voice!”

“I-I um…”

“We’ll try to keep it down.”

“Kook!”

“Haha, I don’t mind it much but I’ll be off.” She walked off, wanting to crawl back into the apartment and never appear in public again. You didn’t think she was listening to the two of you the whole time.

“Dominance asserted.”

a little taste | jjk (01)

In which your boyfriend has a little oral fixation.

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre/warnings: established relationship, some fluff, smut (basically pwp), oral sex (f. receiving), facesitting, dirty talk (ish), fingering, breast play

word count: 1.8k

note: nobody look at me please.. i’m gonna slither back into my cave and hide from the world </3 but dramatics aside, be gentle with me this is my first pwp :(( apparently i’m venturing into the smut world now, and this series will be my outlet where i release all my pent up energy :D (and also to practice writing smut bc evidently i suck)

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“I want you to sit on my face.”

The words coming from your boyfriend who’s sitting next to you on the couch have you choking on your water, making clear liquid drip down your chin and onto your shirt. As you try to cough away the excess water caught in your throat, Jungkook hands you a tissue and rubs your back soothingly. When you turn to look at him, his eyes are already set on you with an amused smile on his face.

“What?” you ask once you calm down.

He only shrugs, as if he’s merely suggesting if you could switch to mango juice instead of orange. “I want you to sit on my face.”

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wake up

― pairing: jungkook x reader

― genre: fluff, smut, sub!jungkook (I’M SORRY MOM) 

― word count: 1.1k 

― summery: Your boyfriend doesn’t want to wake up so you have to try and well your method is really effective…

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“Come on, Jungkook, why won’t you wake up?” you sighed, trying to shake him awake but he just tossed around in the bed. His naked back was turned to you, showing off his muscles and soft honey skin and the raven locks spread out over the white fabric. “You have to be in the studio in about an hour, get up!”

Still, with his eyes closed, he whined before burying his face in the pillow making you roll your eyes. You were just about to start telling him off when you felt fingers around your wrist and before you knew it he pulled you into the bed too. You shrieked in surprise.

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