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His Dad’s Car (pt.2)
Words: 1,386
Warnings: blow job.hand job.underage.highschool
Pairings: Kim SeokjinxReader
Summary: There’s not enough time
(posted immediately after pt.1)
(i would die for him)
(edit: look, I made a banner!!!)
This is wrong. So, so, wrong. You know it is. But you can practically feel your heart pulsing in your ears and honestly you could care less as long as you had your hand on Jin’s half hard on. His eyes lingering on your face, slightly closed. The grip on your hand tightened and you felt his thumb run across your skin you swore was almost lovingly.
After a few minutes, your tongue swiped your dry lips, “…w-we shouldn’t do this.” Your voice soft, almost a whisper as if someone were around to hear.
He groaned and closed his eyes, as if debating just as you were. He exhaled loudly and let your hand loose. “You’re right…”
He sat back in his seat and your hand slowly retreated into your lap. The air thickened around you both in the confines of his tiny ass car, as if that were possible. You couldn’t help but side eyeing him, taking in his physique and noticing that he had worn a low v cut shirt today. His collar bones jutting out and his broad shoulders going up and down in a steady pace. He had turned his head towards yours, grinning when he caught you staring.
“I’m sorry. I let my dick do the talking for me.“
“I won’t tell if you won’t.”
Your throat tightened. Did you really just say that? You really just said that, what the fuck.
Jin's eyebrows raised once more, then he suddenly squeezed his eyes shut shaking his head, “No, you’re right. We shouldn’t.” His large hands came up and he ran them down his face, groaning.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you leaned towards him as he did earlier. His eyes grew wide, but other than that, he hadn’t moved. You brought your hand up slowly to his chest, tracing his collarbones softly. His breath hitched and you gained the courage to look up at him.
“I won’t tell,” you said softly, “if you won’t.”
He sucked his teeth and grabbed your wrist with one hand while the other wrapped around to the back of your neck, bringing your lips to his. What started out as soft, quick pecks soon turned into heavy panting and tying your tongue with his. Jin’s hand gripping your wrist let go, finding itself slipping around your hip, trying to pull you closer. He pulled away and tightened his grip on your hip.
“I would love to take you right here, in my car. You’d have nowhere to go but to me” You let out a whimper, trying to put your lips back on his. He went around your attack and straight to your ear, “Oh, I wish baby girl, but we don’t have time for that."
He was right. It had only been 15 minutes, and who knows when Mina and her boyfriend were coming back. You whimpered again, your hands clutching his v neck, "J-Jin, please…”
He grabbed his bottom lip in between his teeth and the breath coming through his nose was hard. His hands had found your hair, pulling with just the right amount of strength, exposing your neck and giving him a chance to shower it with kisses, licks, and bites. “So needy… just for me, huh? Just for my cock.”
“Please Jin, I-I need it.”
“Shh, I know baby, I know. We don’t have time right now but…” He had reached up and interlocked your fingers, kissing in between your knuckles before bringing it down to his now fully erect cock straining through his dark wash jeans. “I promise baby, I’ll make it up to you.”
You were unbuttoning his belt and pants before he even finished his sentence. Your body was thrown over the center console while Jin had leaned back in his seat, one hand in your hair and the other pulling himself out of his boxers. He sighs in relief as his erection settles against his stomach. The angry tip was practically begging you to touch it. His hand was slowly pumping the shaft, his other hand running his fingers against your scalp. You replace his hand with your, taking over his slow pace.
“Fuck finally…” He groans. He closed his eyes and threw his head back to settle against the head rest. “Faster, baby.”
Giving into his request, your tightened your grip slightly and sped up, dragging your thumb against his slit, gathering the precum that was starting to leak and dragging it down the shaft, twisting your hand up and down. His breathing sped up, and a string of whispered curses and words of encouragement slipped through his lips.
When he warns you of his upcoming orgasm Looking at your work, you see more precum gathering at the tip. His hips thrust towards your hand involuntarily, and when you look at him, the sight of him biting his lower lip with his eyes shut tight send a shiver down your back and heat to your core. Looking back down at his cock, you lip your lips in anticipation.
You brought your head down, and closed your mouth around the tip. You heard a sharp intake of a breath from above you and Jin gives a sharp thrust, searching for more the heat to engulf more of his hard cock and the hand in your hair keeps you steady. Tears prick at your eyes, feeling the intrusion in the back of your throat, gagging a little. Forcing yourself to swallow around his length, a loud groan emits from his throat.
“Oh fuck, please, please, I’m gonna-“ His seed releases into your mouth, thick and seemingly endless. You swallow once more, trying to keep it from leaking out and staining his clothes.
“Holy shit.” Jin remarks, struggling to get his breathing steady. His hand ran his finger through your hair once more. “So good…”
Giving him one more suck, you sat up, staring at his “just fucked” face. You made a note that you are never going to forget his half-lidded eyes, large red lip now swollen from his biting. Speaking of his lips…
You leaned forward, crashing your lips with him, surprised that he didn’t pull back but instead deepened it by bringing his hands around your neck. His tongue slipped into your mouth, tasting you mixed with his orgasm. He pulled back, tucking himself back into his pants, letting out a loud sigh. You settled back against your seat, watching him. Sensing this, he looked at you, and a small grin pulled at his lips and it was infectious.
A loud tap at your window made you both jump, looking over. Mina was standing out there with a scowl on her face. At first, dread went through your body, scared that she might have seen all of the sin you had committed with her brother. At a second glance, you notice that her boyfriend is nowhere to be found. Opening the door so that she can climb in, she sits in the back with her arms across her chest and you swear you saw steam come out of her ears.
Settling back in the car, you and Jin glance at each other, and the questioning look on his face mirrored yours.
“Um,” Jin starts, “where is-“
“He left.” Mina cut him off. “Left me for one of his douchebag friends we ran into after I got my phone.”
He let out a soft oh and she mumbled that she just wanted to leave. Starting up he car, he put it in reverse, causing him to put his arm on the back of your seat to twist around to back out but not before he grazed your neck with his fingertips. Another shiver ran through you and you crossed your legs, squeezing slightly to relieve the pressure. In the corner of your eye, you sear you saw him lick his lips before grinning. The drive back to your house was a quiet one. Nothing but the tips on fingernails harshly hitting a phone screen was heard from the back of the car. As Jin had pulled into your driveway, he had looked over to you, and by the way he said I’ll see you later and the dark lust in his eyes told you that you will be seeing each other in more ways than one.
ikaw pa rin ang bibi ko! ahhaha
Jeongguk with his long hair is the look™
stop shaking my heart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
army: don’t come close, my heart will explode.
bts: acting like their gift is for jimin but it’s not
jimin: quit playing games with my heart
𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 namjoon x reader || 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 9.7k || 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆 smut
𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 desperate to finally break your masturbatory dry spell, you seek out a professional.
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 explicit sexual content, cursing, sex work, masturbation (f), fingering (f), soft dom!namjoon, sub!reader, light degradation, roleplay, oral (f), use of sex toys, crying during sex woo, namjoon is a professional
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“So; you’re having problems in the bedroom?”
You choke on your own spit and your cheeks flush a violent red. “Um, I- I guess? It’s not, uh…” You trail off uselessly, keeping your eyes firmly focused on the bland, off-white wall behind the man’s head.
He doesn’t seem fazed by your response, choosing to move past it. “Are you having problems being pleasured by a partner, or problems pleasuring yourself?”
If your cheeks could get any hotter, they do then. You let out an uncomfortable laugh. “Sorry, that’s a little… I didn’t realize this would be so…”
“So personal? This is a sex clinic, Ms. L/n, it’s why you’re here. There is nothing to be ashamed about. How about this? I’ll ask you yes-no questions, and then you don’t have to give up information yourself. Saying it is often the hardest part, I’ve found. Alright then; are you having problems bringing yourself to orgasm when masturbating?”
You bite down hard on your lip as you nod, beyond ashamed. It was good that the doctor seemed so blasé and unbothered and professional about it, but you were starting to regret coming.
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𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 namjoon x reader || 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 9.7k || 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆 smut
𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 desperate to finally break your masturbatory dry spell, you seek out a professional.
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 explicit sexual content, cursing, sex work, masturbation (f), fingering (f), soft dom!namjoon, sub!reader, light degradation, roleplay, oral (f), use of sex toys, crying during sex woo, namjoon is a professional
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“So; you’re having problems in the bedroom?”
You choke on your own spit and your cheeks flush a violent red. “Um, I- I guess? It’s not, uh…” You trail off uselessly, keeping your eyes firmly focused on the bland, off-white wall behind the man’s head.
He doesn’t seem fazed by your response, choosing to move past it. “Are you having problems being pleasured by a partner, or problems pleasuring yourself?”
If your cheeks could get any hotter, they do then. You let out an uncomfortable laugh. “Sorry, that’s a little… I didn’t realize this would be so…”
“So personal? This is a sex clinic, Ms. L/n, it’s why you’re here. There is nothing to be ashamed about. How about this? I’ll ask you yes-no questions, and then you don’t have to give up information yourself. Saying it is often the hardest part, I’ve found. Alright then; are you having problems bringing yourself to orgasm when masturbating?”
You bite down hard on your lip as you nod, beyond ashamed. It was good that the doctor seemed so blasé and unbothered and professional about it, but you were starting to regret coming.
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This is giggling bangtan, reblog it for good luck and eternal happiness, don’t risk it.
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이러고 삽니다 🍃
(M) Legacies
A newcomer is staying in the beach house next door and it’s criminal how well he fits in. 1980s Con Artist Jin x Female Reader Smut and Adventure | 6K | Oral and penetrative sex, chance of being caught, ice play, secondary character death For Under Fire of BTS Smut Club’s Summer Project
How did I get into this position?
Hunched over in the front seat of a car, sucking off my boyfriend. It’s an uncomfortable position to be in. There was even a trucker watching us. Jin thought he was just lonely out on the road and enjoying the view so we kept going. And Jin’s usually able to read people so well too- It’s one of the things that drew me to him. He could see straight through all the bullshit that’s suffocating the summer beach houses upstate.
Summer in the 80s when you’re wealthy is the same as everyone else’s- only don’t check the price tag, there are a few extra zeros attached to the end of it. That, and instead of spraying on Love’s Baby Soft you spray on Yves Saint Laurent’s Opium before heading out for sand and sun. It’s what the family did every year growing up. So this one, after your father passed away when your mom requested you to join her at the beach you really couldn’t say no. There wasn’t much in your daily life that would miss you walking away from it, just an annoying ex and an internship headed nowhere. Lazy days lounging in the sand might be just what your soul needs anyway if it’s able to survive the crushing weight of your mother’s disappointment and her friends’ facades.
A refreshing change of pace occurred on the first full day when a man opened up his folding beach chair next to yours. “Hi. Name’s Jin. Is it ok to join you?” It was a patterned sapphire blue, complimentary to your own. Peeking over the tops of your giant heart shaped sunglasses, you can’t say yes fast enough. Tall, broad shouldered and handsome, he could block the sun forever for all you care. “You’re new here.”
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grind
GENRE: smut
FORMAT: drabble
AU: none
RATING: E
WARNING: explicit language, swearing, grinding (clothed)
PAIRING: kim namjoon/reader
WORDCOUNT: 902
NOTE: repost from my old blog!
Interrupting Namjoon while he was writing lyrics is possibly the greatest idea you’ve had all month. He’s been sitting all frustrated and frowning at his laptop, typing something down only to furiously erase it a minute later. He huffs and groaned in annoyance, his chin jutting out in concentration. He runs an anxious hand through his hair, pulling at the bleached strands and shifting on the couch. Enough is enough. You had to get him to relax, he wouldn’t make any progress burnt out and frustrated as he is.
You gently take his laptop, carefully putting it on the coffee table, shushing a protesting Namjoon and pushing him back into the couch. He pouts up at you, his plush bottom lip poking out adorably. You swing your leg over his lap, shifting a bit until you’re comfortably straddling him. You wrap your arms around his neck, fingers playing with his hair and telling him he’s taking a break.
“Am I now?” He asks, eyebrow raising as his hands settle on your hips. You nod, leaning down to press a kiss to his jaw, smiling when you hear Namjoon’s breath hitch. Your lips skim the soft skin of his neck, teeth grazing against the sensitive spot below his ear. Namjoon groans, his hands tightening their grip on your hips, pulling you closer to him. You hum at the sweet friction of his hips grinding into yours. You work your way up, across his jaw and back to his lips.
“So this isn’t about my wellbeing you’re just horny,” he mumbles against you, a smile playing with the corners of his lips. He pushes his hips up, swallowing your gasp as he licks his way into your mouth. You grind down on him, fingers clutching his shirt, pulling it up and exposing the barest sliver of soft skin.
“Are you complaining?” You ask between kisses, fingers pulling on his hair. You move against him, jolts of need rushing up your spine with every grinding motion. You mouth opens on a breathless sigh. Namjoon groaned against your lips and when he grinds up into you, an unrestrained moan tumbles from your lips. He shakes his head, smiling up at you. Your hand comes to rest on his stomach, feeling the muscles jump slightly at your touch. His hand rests on the swell of your ass, steadying you and urging you to move faster, harder against him. He bites his lip, dimples popping as he looks up at you with dark eyes.
You almost whimper at the friction of his hips against yours, a whispered ‘Joon’ hanging between you before he swallows your moans. You grind yourself against him feeling the telltale curling of your orgasm wrap around the base of your spine. You moan into his mouth, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip before soothing over it with his tongue. You grind your hips faster into his chasing after that delicious electric friction, gasping his name. He whispers your name, almost like a mantra as he holds your hips with an almost bruising grip. Namjoon kisses you, near desperate in his search for release. You lean your forehead against his, noses bumping together as you press against him.
“‘m close, Joon, Joon,” You mumble what you are sure is nonsense. You hold onto his shoulder chasing after your orgasm, the tension in your lower stomach winding tighter and tighter, threatening to snap with each desperate grinding motion. Your fingers curl into the warm skin of his shoulder, he lets out a low hiss but doesn’t stop you.
“Me too,” He says, voice low and deep and vibrating low in his chest. His fingers spasm as he grinds up, meeting your thrusts, his eyebrows furrow.
You gasp heavily against his lips, gripping onto him desperately as you tether on the edge of your orgasm.
“Kiss me, please Joon just-” You mumble barely finishing your sentence before Namjoon’s lips are crushed against yours, hungry and kiss swollen. His hips snap up, you gasp as you finally feel the rubber band of your orgasm snap. You moan against him, riding out your orgasm, grinding against Namjoon to help him find his own release. He comes with a curse, his head tilting back, exposing the soft column of his throat as he rocks his hips up in jerking motions. You pepper his skin with kisses, enjoying the way goose bumps rise on his arms and his throat vibrates on a deep, pleased sound.
“Better?” You smile against his lips when he leans up again to give you another heated kiss. He hums, bumping your nose with his as he smiles. Giving him one lasting kiss, you make to get up but his hands on your waist keep you firmly on his lap.
“I’m not done with you yet babe,” He whispers against your neck, voice still rough from his orgasm. His tongue licks up the side of your throat, mouthing at your jaw.
“You’re just gonna make out with me until you get hard again?” You ask, laughing a little.
“Mmh… with you sitting over my cock all pretty like this, it shouldn’t take too long,” He mumbles against your ear, gently biting your earlobe.
“Oh God, I woke the beast didn’t I?” You laugh openly as he peppers your skin with kisses.
“As if you really mind,” he teases, slowly undoing your pants, fingers grazing your skin.
MASTERLIST
Hi, I know you’re really busy writing so if it’s not too much trouble and if you want to. Maybe you could also write a fluff Drabble about adopting a kitten or puppy without telling hoseok and he comes home to a surprise ? (Again, only if you want to. No pressure and it’s okay if you don’t want to as well) ❤️
This is so short, I’m so sorry! And also sorry for leaving it so long akjkajjakaj i hope you still enjoy!
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“I want to start trying,” you confess, “not now, but soon.”
Hoseok steps back from the massive tree inside the dorm living room with an uncertain frown. “I don’t know, honey… I want to raise a family with you more than anything, but part of me thinks I’m not ready to be a father. What if I mess up?”
You sneak a glance down the hallway, where you can see the shadows of two boys around the corner, waiting for your signal. You raise your voice to make sure they can hear. “I know. That’s why I got us…”
Hoseok doesn’t seem to hear the small scuffle behind him as the shadows quickly move away. He tilts his head and widens his eyes. “Ooh! One of those fake babies that act like real ones?”
Your smile falters. “Fuck, I didn’t think of that.” You bite your lip nervously as a pitter patter of tiny paws comes echoing into the room. “Uh, Hoseok, meet Mickey’s little brother.”
Hoseok whirls around to see an incredibly small and fluffy brown dog with a pink nose. He claps a hand over his mouth to block the sputter of surprise.
“Well,” you continue, bending down to pick up the puppy as it runs to you, “technically Yeontan’s little brother, since I got him from the same breeder. I know how much you miss Yeontan being this small.”
You hand over the fluffball to a stunned Hoseok, who giggles sweetly when the dog starts licking at the side of his face. Behind him, Taehyung and Jungkook hover awkwardly, craning their necks with big dopey grins, trying to sneak a look.
“Come on, Thing One and Thing Two, I’m sure Hobi doesn’t mind sharing.”
The two bound forward and flank Hoseok, reaching in to rub at the soft fur and wiggle his delicate paws, cooing at him. Hoseok ignores them, keeping the wriggling puppy secure and smiling at you in wonder. “Baby, I love him. I love you. Thank you.” He lets out a little squeal. “This is the best Christmas ever!”
Jungkook pulls back with a look of disdain. “Hyung, it’s November eighth.”
“It’s technically Christmas when the Christmas tree is up!”
Taehyung tips his head back and pinches his brow. “Hoseokie-hyung, we did a group vote to not put the tree up ‘til December first. The only reason we didn’t complain when you went ahead and did it anyway was because it kept you distracted while noona and I picked up the puppy.”
Hoseok gives you a wounded look, but you just shrug. “Pick a name, Hobi. He’s yours.”
Your boyfriend lifts his head up to get his mouth out of range of the dog’s wandering tongue, winking at you. “You’re wrong there, honey. He’s ours.”
Bloom | Teaser {M}
Family is who you kill for. Who you die for. In this society, you and your kin are shadows, clinging to the darkness to obey orders absolute. But when such orders command you to abandon what little honor remains for wealth and notoriety, you find yourself lost in lonely uncertainty about the only vocation you’ve ever known. That is, until you meet a man with gentle hands, a poet’s heart, and a love for coaxing the world into bloom.
pairing: assassin!reader x florist!namjoon genre: smut, angst, action, sprinkles of fluff words: ~19k release date: july 24 (weds), 6:30pm PST contains: descriptions of violence & blood, weapons, minor character death, fingering, light dirty talk, oral (f), protected sex, namjoon talks to his plants tag list: add yourself here or comment/send an ask! part of the @btssmutclub summer collab; check out the masterlist! preview: “Please, Joon.”
He is the one secret that is yours, and only yours. That knowledge alone makes you want to be irrefutably selfish. Because you know damn well that he’ll let you. You know by the fleet gallop of his heart and the arms that hold you like precious petals of nightshade, blooming silently in this pensive dark. “You asked me what I want before,” you mumble against his lips, cupping his cheeks in your calloused palms. “It’s you.”
i really hate this day! screw this life and all fake people!
#workpeaceplease
#notostress
⠀⠀ ➳ “kiss me.”
⠀⠀ ➳ In which dad!Jungkook has to beg for a kiss of his four-year-old daughter Minhee
⠀〔 4 : 17 pm 〕
“Please please please” You heard Jungkook whining from the living room, you didn’t see him from where you were cooking in the kitchen but you had a clear image of the things going on in the other room. The giggle that escaped Minhee’s lips, made you smile to yourself “no, no, nooooooo. I said no.”
Silently you stood in the doorway to see your boyfriend and your daughter, admiring them in silence while you watched the little scene unfold in front of your eyes.
“Why not?” Jungkook said, pouting his lower lip to tempt Minhee into giving him a kiss after all. But Minhee was a lot like Jungkook, she wouldn’t go from the path her thoughts followed unless it was about toys and candy that she would receive.
Minhee looked at Jungkook with stern eyes and began to point her finger like he would whenever he was scolding her. “Appa, you said, Minhee, no kissy to boys” she said, clearly pronouncing everything to remind him of the words he told her before many times. “Well that rule doesn’t apply to me, you can kiss me!” he said, looking slightly defeated, his own words had made him stumble now.
“Kiss me, please princess Minhee, give me a kiss” Jungkook said, kneeling down as if he was begging for his daughter to grant him a kiss. Finally, he got rewarded with a kiss on his cheek, from his little princess
Cr.piecesofmind_jm
we love a man who knows what he wants and gETS IT
too hot to sleep. (m)
# pairing. fiancé!yoongi x reader
# genre. established relationship au, humor, fluff, smut.
# word count. 2.4k
# warning(s). fluff, reader doesn’t like cats yoongi’s cat, smut [marriage kink(?), unprotected kitchen sex, small hint of yoongi having a possession kink]. \ will be edited at a later time so my apologizes for any mistakes
# a/n. this was originally supposed to be a drabble but i liked the prompt a lot…so this is the cute fluffy version but i’m also MAYBE gonna write a uh…rougher version. i tried to write an impreg kink since that shit is mad hot but it wasn’t working out for me :(
↳ summary. “ Umm can’t wait to get rawed in our kitchen when I’m living with the love of my life ” *soft ver.*
“You never listen to me,” you whisper to your fiancé’s sleeping figure, “I ask you to pick up the air conditioner on your way home from work,” you shove his shoulder in an attempt to wake him up, “but instead, you buy a new bed for your demon cat.”
Yoongi stirs in his sleep, turning himself to face the bedroom window. You can’t help but get annoyed at the fact even when he’s sleeping, your fiancé barely istens to you. Every ounce of annoyance fades away the moment you hear the soft sound of Yoongi smacking his lips together, a habit he developed whenever he was in the midst of a deep sleep. Even unconscious, he was still the cutest thing you had ever seen.
But, nevertheless, it was too hot for you to sleep. Your growling stomach also proves you’re otherwise too hungry to sleep as well.
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My Woman
Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: Smutty smutty smut smut (But still sweet and fluffyish?)
Note: This is my first time writing smut. I’m sure it shows. I’ve read plenty of romance novels in my day, so I’m hoping that payed off a little bit lol. Fun fact: This is actually a dream I had. I know, aren’t I lucky? One of the few times I remembered every detail of my dream and I’m forever grateful.
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too hot to sleep. (m)
# pairing. fiancé!yoongi x reader
# genre. established relationship au, humor, fluff, smut.
# word count. 2.4k
# warning(s). fluff, reader doesn’t like cats yoongi’s cat, smut [marriage kink(?), unprotected kitchen sex, small hint of yoongi having a possession kink]. \ will be edited at a later time so my apologizes for any mistakes
# a/n. this was originally supposed to be a drabble but i liked the prompt a lot…so this is the cute fluffy version but i’m also MAYBE gonna write a uh…rougher version. i tried to write an impreg kink since that shit is mad hot but it wasn’t working out for me :(
↳ summary. “ Umm can’t wait to get rawed in our kitchen when I’m living with the love of my life ” *soft ver.*
“You never listen to me,” you whisper to your fiancé’s sleeping figure, “I ask you to pick up the air conditioner on your way home from work,” you shove his shoulder in an attempt to wake him up, “but instead, you buy a new bed for your demon cat.”
Yoongi stirs in his sleep, turning himself to face the bedroom window. You can’t help but get annoyed at the fact even when he’s sleeping, your fiancé barely istens to you. Every ounce of annoyance fades away the moment you hear the soft sound of Yoongi smacking his lips together, a habit he developed whenever he was in the midst of a deep sleep. Even unconscious, he was still the cutest thing you had ever seen.
But, nevertheless, it was too hot for you to sleep. Your growling stomach also proves you’re otherwise too hungry to sleep as well.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Reader, Jeon Jungkook & Original Female Character(s), Jeon Jungkook/Everyone Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Reader Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff and Smut, Top Jeon Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook-centric, One Shot Summary:
Jeon JungKook had a hot assistant but things were all professional between them until the Co-Ceo Kim SeokJin decided to make a move on her. Jeon JungKook does not like the idea at all. Will he let SeokJin steal her or claim his place?
This used to be an old request and since I decided to move my writings to ao3 I am posting it there
➳Pairing: Fem. reader x Barista!Hosoek
➳Genre: smut (porn with a teensy bit of plot)
➳Warnings: obviously sexual content, soft dom!Hosoek, thigh riding, oral (Hosoek receiving), slight man handling
In the midst of exams season, you completely embarrass yourself in front of a gorgeous barista. you decide to forget the cringe-worthy memory, content on the fact that you’ll never see him again but it seems that life has other plans when you run into him at the club a few weeks later.
The evening sun illuminated the busy coffee shop in a pretty golden orange. Finals were just around the corner so the place was packed full of college students. Your roommate, Jungkook, went in first and you trekked behind him, rubbing at your tired eyes. You weren’t really in the best mood so you hoped you didn’t run into anyone you knew.
“See, it’s not that bad right?” Jungkook asked, nudging your arm.
You nodded numbly, brushing past him in hopes to get out of there as soon as possible. You made the mistake of choosing too many A.M classes resulting in you oversleeping almost every morning. Of course maybe if you weren’t out all night till the crack of dawn with your equally idiotic friends every night then that wouldn’t be the case. You had no one to blame but yourself and you were mentally kicking yourself in the face for it. You’ve been pulling all-nighters for the past week trying to catch up but failing miserably because believe it or not, teaching yourself a college course in philosophy isn’t very easy.
Jungkook basically dragged you out of your mess of a room for a coffee break. He had been bugging you all week, distracting you with his worries and concerns for you. You finally gave in after his endless begging and whining, figuring you were just wasting time, knowing how stubborn he could be.
Jungkook engrossed you into a back hug as you settled in your spot in line. You did a quick once over the menu deciding on the cheapest beverage. As much as you were annoyed by your roommate’s actions, you were thankful for the break. You were starting to go stir crazy from being cooped up in your room too long and the change of scenery was nice—not that you’d ever admit it.
“__, you’re next,” Jungkook said, pushing you towards the counter.
You snapped out of your thoughts as you approached the barista waiting to take your order but just when you opened your mouth she put a finger in the air silencing you.
“Sorry, my shift just ended!”
You blinked taken aback by her sudden outburst, watching with your mouth hanging open as she dashed out the door, flinging her apron on a hook as she went.
You looked back at Jungkook to see if he witnessed the same thing you did and he looked as shocked as you, a little angry even. You rubbed his shoulder, calming him down.
Could that lady be any ruder? Even if her shift ended she still could’ve taken your order or at least not interrupt you before running off.
“What a bitch,” you muttered to yourself.
“Hi! Are you guys ready to order?” called out a silvery voice. Finally.
“Yes, please. I’d like a—” you’re voice got caught in your throat when your eyes landed on the barista taking your order. He was utterly attractive, his dark hair parted in the center, revealing the golden tan skin of his forehead. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and you were almost drooling at the sight of the toned flesh.
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mots démoniaques, 3 | aquiver
▽ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader
▽ Genre: [mythological!AU, demon!AU] | Angst, Smut, Romance
▽ Summary: You can sense from miles away the sin that dances on his tongue, the words that he so loves to shape into sinister thoughts and morph into sickening outcomes aimed at tainting and wrecking all things mundane and innocent. Kim Taehyung - a voice of honey and features of a cherub - is nothing but a monster. He has lived millenniums, yet, he has never found such a fascinating creature as you are and polluting your very being has slowly become his entire life motive.
▽ Word Count: 6.249 words
▽ prompt word: aquiver
▽ AN: The Amanojaku is a small demon that finds its roots in the Japanese folklore. Everything besides his name and his power - aka the ability to instigate people into wickedness with his words - is entirely the fruit of my own imagination and doesn’t have anything to do with the original myth.
▽ ▽ WARNINGS: graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, oral sex (receiving), fingering, dirty talk.
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June, 2014
The white cotton shirt you’re wearing adheres to your skin in the most uncomfortable fashion, the fabric feeling like glue on your chest and the small of your back as you sweat your whole existence away.
It is one of those blazing hot days that makes you wish you owned AC in your apartment or, at the very least, a freaking fan to spend your days in front of. But, alas, you do not have the luxury of owning either of those and therefore, you are stuck with natural air circling in from the window as you stare into the distance, your mind riling up with thousands of thoughts and scenarios all at the same time.
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A/N: part of the Roll Deep series. Banner created by @jeonau, go show her some love xx In a desperate bid to cure your troubles in the bedroom, you and your boyfriend Jimin reach out to a famous dom on twitter that specialises in helping couples spice up their boring sex lives, Jay94. Warnings for sexually explicit content: threesome, exhibitionism/voyeurism, pet names, sub!Jimin, sub!reader, dom!Hoseok, being filmed w consent, double penetration, protected sex, unprotected sex (only one of them wears a condom), fingering, maybe a hint of cuckholding. Word count: 5.9k
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“You have the forms?” Jimin hands them to the young man enthusiastically. “Alright, age verification, STI tests, hard limits… This all seems in order. Give me a sec to go over these and I’ll be right back.”
The moment he leaves the hotel suite to sneak into the adjoined bathroom, Jimin jumps on you with all the eagerness of an overexcited puppy. “This is it, jagiya! It’s finally happening, can you believe it?”
You bite your lip, trying to steady your racing heart. “Not really… Jimin, when you suggested a threesome, this really wasn’t what I was expecting.” The truth was, you weren’t all that surprised when Jimin had come to you one night and proposed inviting another person in to bed with you. The two of you had always been complete matches for each other since the moment you met, but it seemed that chemistry had never really extended into the bedroom. The two of you barely bothered with sex anymore since it was just never good for either of you, and you had felt that frustrated tension rising in both of you for the past few months. “Honestly, I thought you were gonna ask if one of your friends could join in, not some random guy off the internet.”
Jimin’s eyes widen in protest. “It’s not some random guy, it’s Jay94! He’s one of the most popular nsfw profiles on twitter. Trust me, this is way better than any of my friends. He’s an expert. A sexpert.”
As nervous as you are, you can’t help the reluctant smile that breaks across your face. “You’re such an idiot.”
“You love me.”
You shake your head at his cheeky grin with a laugh. “If this goes downhill, it’s your-”
“Alrighty!” You jump a little when the door to the bathroom opens again and the man steps back in with an easygoing beam on his face. “Let’s get this show on the road, shall we?” You pout as Jimin pushes you over a little to leave room beside him for the man to sit down, the three of you lined up on the edge of the firm mattress. “First of all, just so you both feel a little more comfortable, my name isn’t Jay, it’s Hoseok, but please try to avoid calling my real name out in bed. If you do slip up, I can censor it out, but it disrupts the audio, so either use Jay or a title like sir or daddy.”
Before you can hold it back, you let out a snort at the way he’s speaking so casually about things. Jimin widens his eyes and whacks you, but Hoseok just shrugs, unbothered.
“I know it sounds weird now, but a huge part of what I do is to make sure all my companions are 100% comfortable and aware before we start filming. This isn’t a sex dungeon; you can laugh and joke around and ask questions as much as you want.”
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