Not-A-Date Date With Jimin

Not-A-Date Date with Jimin

Disclaimer: The images from my header belong to BigHit and BTS, but I edited them together.

Age Recommendation: 16+

Warnings: Angsty fluff... I mean, it’s just a coffee date. Jimin’s still a vampy asshole. Swears?

Word Count: 1,627

Preview: And with that, I left you sitting speechless, your coffee not even half-gone. My stomach rumbled once more, and I clutched it, feeling the hunger roil through me like a monster all its own. “Soon,” I thought. “Very soon.”

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Jimin’s POV

I spotted you before you spotted me. I took a draw from my coffee cup, swallowing the liquid that would warm my body and put some color in my cheeks so I’d look a little more human. Your gaze locked onto me and I appreciated the way you did a bit of a double-take. I’d let you know this was casual, but I’d dressed up a little more than I had for our last encounter. I wore tight black slacks with a belt, a collared white shirt which I’d neatly tucked in, the top few buttons undone just enough to catch your, and everyone else’s, attention.

You, in turn, wore jean capris with rips and tears along the legs, white sneakers, and a loose, black v-neck that stayed modestly above your breast line. So cute. So innocent.

“Hi,” you said, a bit out of breath as you slid into the seat across from me.

“Hello.”

“You already ordered?” you said pointedly.

“Yes, but get whatever you want. It’s on me.”

“It better be,” you grumbled, getting up to order from the barista.

It had been quite the hassle getting you here, despite the fact I’d sworn up and down this wouldn’t be a date when I texted you.

Me: It’ll be more of a hanging out, getting-to-know-you thing I promise

You: I still have no idea why you want to “get to know me” in the first place

Me: Let me show you why. You don’t trust me? Fine. I’ll prove to you I don’t have any motive other than to find out more about you.

You took a long time to reply, leaving me on read for a good 24 hours before finally responding.

You: Fine. Coffee tomorrow. 3:30.

I had no idea what made you finally agree. You seemed dead-set on keeping your distance from me, but here we were. Technically, I didn’t lie. I wasn’t going to try anything during this meet-up. I truly wanted to get to know you. If you were going to be my main meal for the next however-long, I needed to know you were the type that wouldn’t get yourself into any trouble. And by trouble, I mean drugs, excessive drinking, sleeping with anyone other than me… I wanted your blood to be as pure as possible for my maximum pleasure.

You sat back down, a large iced coffee in your hand, glaring at me. You looked annoyed, but I could see through you. You were cautious, yet hopeful. Naive, but not to the point where you became a cliche. For me, it was the perfect mixture.

“So, I’m guessing you have a couple hours before work, right?”

“Are you stalking me now?” you said, rolling your eyes and biting down on your straw. I briefly wondered if you had an oral fixation and how fun it would be to exploit that.

“Not at all. Just guessing judging by your occupation.”

“Yeah, right.”

I leaned forward, locking our gazes together, causing you to stiffen. “Listen y/n… I’m here because I want to be. Do you think you could tone down the hostility a bit?”

You looked away and I caught a trace of guilt before you sighed. “Fine. I just… why am I here, Jimin?”

“It’s like I said, I want to get to know you better.”

“But why?” The words came out as more of a whine than a question. Cute.

“Because you caught my interest,” I said. Your expression changed then, going from pouty to almost a smile. Got you.

“Listen,” I continued. “Let’s play a game, shall we? I’ll ask a question, then you ask a question, and so on until you feel more comfortable with me.”

You nodded, taking another sip from your coffee.

“I’ll start. Are you a university student?”

You shook your head, the straw sliding out of your pretty mouth before you replied. “No. I wish. Tuition is… well, I’m saving up to afford it. That’s why I’m working so much.”

“Can’t your parents help out?”

“They aren’t really around… and that’s two questions,” you said, pointing a finger at me.

I chuckled. “You can ask me two questions then.”

You thought for a second before asking, “What do you do for work?”

“What do you think I do for work?”

You gave me another eye-roll. I was beginning to live for those. “It’s my turn to ask the questions, remember?”

I sat back, amusement making the corners of my mouth turn up. “I partially own a company that retains a large number of hotels and resorts around the world.”

“Partially own?”

“Yeah. My six childhood friends and I started the company together.”

“Six? Wow, I don’t even know if I have a whole six friends, let alone a group that I’ve known since I was a kid,” you said.

I chuckled once more. I was truly enjoying myself. Normally I’d have to fake my laughs and interest, but you were like a breath of fresh air compared to the usual company I kept. You were bold, blunt, sarcastic, and rude, and I can’t remember the last time I had to chase my prey this much. I hoped you’d be just as entertaining when you found out the truth about me.

“I somehow don’t believe that,” I said, reaching out to put my hand over yours. I stared into your eyes, delighting in the way your cheeks flushed pink. “You seem very personable to me.”

You scoffed, awkwardly sliding your hand from mine and hiding it under the table. “If you consider me personable, you really don’t know me at all.”

“Which is why we’re here… so I can get to know you.”

“Are you sure?” you asked abruptly. “I mean… I think it’s nice you’re taking me out for coffee and everything, and I liked how you didn’t push the whole date thing on me again… but why me? I mean, you could have any girl you wanted… why me?”

It was clear you weren’t going to let this go. I guess it was time for me to come clean. “Well, I do have a slightly ulterior motive for asking you here, but in my defense, I was going to wait until later to talk to you about this.”

You threw me a look of pure disgust. “I knew it.”

“Hear me out,” I protested, leaning towards you once more. “My company, Bangtan Enterprises, is looking to expand its interests.”

Your look changed from disdain to confusion. “And what does that have to do with me?”

I leaned in even closer and lowered my voice almost to a whisper. “This is top secret information. You have to promise me you won’t tell anyone else about this… except those whom I tell you to.”

You leaned in towards me as well. “I promise,” you said, your tone mocking but your eyes curious.

“Bangtan Enterprises is planning on opening a nightclub in the abandoned warehouse just a couple blocks from here.”

“Really?”

“Yes. We want to improve this part of town, and thought a nightclub would bring enough high-end clientele to swing the economy upward a bit.”

“Oh, so it’s purely philanthropic,” you said, smirking. “Gotcha.”

You hardly sounded convinced. I sighed. “Well, if people with more money come here and spend it, they will stay for a while and spend it in places like stores, markets, and then other places could start opening up, like boutiques and shops-”

“Alright, I get it,” you huffed. “But once again, how does a nightclub involve me?”

“I need a bartender,” I said simply, taking another sip of coffee. “And you’re my number one candidate.”

“What, why?”

Not going to lie, your constant need to know the reasoning behind everything I did was starting to grow tiresome. “Because you fit the personality of the club. You’re very pretty which will attract more customers, and you don’t take shit from people. You’re tough, you’ll be able to handle any pretentious assholes who come your way.”

You shook your head in disbelief, biting down on your lip cutely. I wondered how good you’d taste if it were me biting it instead. “You haven’t seen much of my actual bartending skills, though,” you said after a beat.

“I’ll train you if necessary,” I said, waving your insecurities off. I wouldn’t let you find an excuse to wiggle out of this opportunity. “And I’ll pay you double your salary.”

“Double?” you gasped.

“Double.”

“But… but what about Sejin? I can’t just leave him,” you said weakly.

“Sejin? You mean the owner of the bar you currently work at?”

You nodded.

“The same bar that will be closing soon because someone has hired him as the manager of a new nightclub?”

Your mouth parted in surprise. “Are you serious?”

“Yes. He’ll be your boss there too,” I said, throwing you a smile. “He highly recommends you, you know.”

“Well… well…”

I smirked, knowing you were about to give in.

“Well… thank you. I will… I mean, I’m happy to take this opportunity,” you finally said.

“Oh, and don’t think of this as charity,” I said loftily. “You’ll definitely be working hard to earn your keep.”

You nodded eagerly. “I understand.”

“Great. The nightclub opens in exactly three weeks from today. Sejin will be closing his bar two weeks from today, and then we’ll spend a week setting up the place and training. Sound good?”

“Sounds great.”

I tossed a few bills onto the table. “See you in two weeks… y/n.”

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Prompt List

Dislaimer: Pretty much none of these are mine. I took them, or inspiration for them, from Tumblr and the rest of the net.

Rules

1. I only write these one-shot imagines/drabbles for BTS. Occasionally, I’ll throw in another kpop idol as a minor/side character, but I’ll be honest I’m not very knowledgeable about any other group besides BTS.

2. Give me only 2-3 prompts, no limit on number of members though. I’ll write OT7 imagines all day, every day if that’s what you want.

3. No word count limit. I’ll make it as long or short as the prompt demands ;)

4. If you’d like more or less smut/angst/fluff than the prompt implies, add that in your request and I’ll make it happen.

5. My set of Masterlist rules applies. No abuse, no weapons, nothing with minors. Everything else is pretty much free game (gimme ALL the kinks)! If I find your request potentially controversial, I simply won’t do it or ask you to edit then resubmit it.

Fluffy/Romantic Prompts

Tell me again/Say that again.

I could get used to waking up next to you.

Can I kiss you?

It’s lonely here without you.

You’re comfy. You’re my pillow now.

You make me happy.

You’ve shown me what love truly looks like.

Don’t be ridiculous, I want to stay up with you.

It was you the whole time.

Look at us, we’re basically a couple already.

I didn’t think you could get any more romantic.

I really want to kiss you.

You talking in your sleep is fucking cute.

Can we just lie here for a moment longer?

It’s okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway.

How about a kiss?

Your hugs are the best thing ever.

I can’t imagine a world without you.

You’re so cute when you’re still half-asleep.

You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to.

Do you know how beautiful/handsome you are? It’s making me crazy.

Do you need a place to stay tonight?

You are my one and only true love.

I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.

We’ll do it together.

You seem shy, but you’re so damn cute.

If you don’t tell me to stop, I’ll end up kissing you.

Do you trust me?

Here, let’s share the blanket.

You’re the only person I want to be with right now.

You’ve always felt like home.

Why haven’t you kissed me yet?

I’ve been falling for you since the day we met.

You own my heart.

Can I keep this? It smells like you.

Please don’t cry. I can’t stand you crying.

I don’t think anyone’s ever said that to me before.

Is that my shirt?

I’m right where I belong.

You smell so damn good.

You’re cute when you’re grumpy.

C’mere you, I’ll rub your back.

I’m not going anywhere.

You’re the most beautiful/handsome thing I’ve ever seen.

You make every day a dream.

I’m only me when I’m with you.

You seem quite nice for such a good-looking a girl/boy/person.

This party was boring ‘til you got here.

I wonder why everyone keeps trying to set us up?

I can’t take my eyes off of you.

I wouldn’t want to be trapped with anyone else.

Come back, it’s too early to get out of bed.

I’m not going to stop annoying you until you give me attention.

Hush, baby, you’re safe. I won’t ever let you go.

Just pretend to be my date/boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other.

It’s not a double date, we’re just third- and fourth-wheeling.

What made you say yes to this blind date?

I like the way your hand fits in mine.

I love that your voice is the first thing I hear each day.

You can call me whenever... even if you don’t have a reason to.

You look so cute, I could kiss you right now.

You’re my inspiration.

Your hair is so fucking soft.

Don’t get up baby, I’ll do it.

Star-gazing was such a good idea.

I think I love you.

You look amazing in the moonlight.

Shut up and kiss me.

It’s always been you.

Marry me.

Angsty/Sad Prompts

You mean way more than just a one-night stand.

Are you even listening to me?!

I thought I could trust you.

Not everyone is going to hurt you.

I want to believe you, I do.

Fuck you.

You broke my heart, and all you can say is ‘I’m sorry?’

I can’t stand the very thought of you.

I don’t trust myself around you.

That’s not what I mean and you know it.

You’re going to just leave me here?

I think you’re just afraid to be happy.

How much of that did you hear?

I like me better when I’m with you.

We need to talk.

Can’t you stay just a little longer?

You were always too good for me.

I don’t want to be alone right now.

Don’t you dare leave me.

Don’t. I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses any more.

I can’t keep fucking these random girls/boys/people and pretending they’re you.

I don’t know if I want to love or hate you.

I tried my best to not care about you, but I failed.

You expecting someone?

It’s not that easy.

He/she/person is hot, but evil.

I’m too sober for this shit.

I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the shit out of me.

We’re more than friends, and you know it!

I can’t sleep.

Do you really think that little of me?

Fuck, I’m lonely.

What the hell is wrong with you?!

You love yourself more than you could ever love me.

Compliments don’t mean shit.

Tell me I’m wrong.

Why am I not surprised?

I can’t stand the thought of you.

You’re not going anywhere.

I might never get a chance to say this again.

You drive me fucking crazy.

There’s no us. There never was.

I’m sorry things had to go down this way.

You’re in love with someone else?

I can’t stay away from you.

Am I too late?

You couldn’t handle me even if I came with step-by-step instructions.

You make me want things I can’t have.

I know I’ve screwed up, but I can make it right.

You’re a terrible liar, you know.

I’m not gonna lie, this isn’t how I wanted things to go down.

I still believe there’s a good person in you.

You’re making me think they were right about you.

I’m taking a chance on you here.

I made a mistake.

I never hated you... you just made me feel things I didn’t understand ‘til now.

No, I’m not letting you go.

Please look at me.

Is he/she/person really just a friend?

Space is the last thing I want with you.

I know you still love me.

I can’t think straight when it comes to you.

Why are you so damn stubborn?!

Don’t do this.

You never had a problem with it before.

I know I shouldn’t be here.

You deserve better.

Can we just kiss one last time? For memory’s sake?

I swear I’ll do things different/better this time.

He/She/Person is beautiful/handsome. I hope he/she/person makes you happy.

Smutty Prompts (18+ only)

You seem like a bad boy/girl/person.

Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?

Watch me.

Come sit on my lap ‘til I’m done working.

If you insist.

Steal the covers one more time, and I’ll use your body to warm me up.

You’d better watch your fucking mouth.

Behave... or else.

I can’t wait to be on my knees for you later.

Like what you see?

Look at you, you’re already shaking.

I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.

Yes, I’m a bad boy, so I like bad girls.

What are you doing in my bed?

You better shut that pretty mouth before I put it to work.

Once we start, I won’t be able to stop.

I’ve never needed to be fucked this badly.

If you don’t stop, you won’t be able to walk for a week.

Don’t tease so much.

Is that a promise?

Could he/she/they make you feel as good as I do?

I don’t give a fuck. You look hot enough to fuck right here, right now.

Don’t force my hand, or I will punish you.

First one to make a noise loses.

If you’re going to act like a brat, then I’ll treat you like a brat.

I’m sorry, does that feel too good?

I wonder what they’d say if they knew what you were doing right now.

Who said it had to be on the bed?

If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.

Try to be quiet, okay?

You want to do this now? In public?

Make me.

You’ve got to be quiet or else every will know what a naughty girl/boy/person you are.

I can’t wait to be inside you later.

See that mirror? I’m going to make you watch me fuck you.

I haven’t even touched you, and you’re already this wet.

Quit teasing, or else.

If you don’t like what I’m doing, why are you moaning so loud?

Oh, you’re in trouble now.

If you keep moaning like that, I won’t be able to stop myself.

You’re mine now.

If we get caught, I’m blaming you.

If you leave the house wearing that, I’ll bend you over the bed the second you get home.

I’ll race you.

Quit distracting me.

Awww, you’re playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.

If you keep acting like a brat, you’ll give me no choice.

Come here, now.

Make a sound and it’s game over.

Okay, but we’ll have to be quiet.

On your knees.

Wanna see what I’m wearing underneath all this?

Say it. Use your words.

Don’t fucking touch what isn’t yours.

There are people around, though.

I’m gonna fuck you so good you won’t even remember that asshole’s name.

Do it. I dare you.

I know for a fact you can be a hell of a lot louder.

Oh baby, you know you shouldn’t tease.

You’ll never, ever take me to bed.

I won’t touch you ‘til you beg me to.

I’ll bet you money that he/she/person is a beauty on the streets, but a beast between the sheets. (Or some variation of this lol)

You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat here until you walked in.

I don’t care what you do, just fuck me.

Let me show you what happens when you don’t follow the rules.

Spread your legs baby, I want to see how pretty you are.

Against the wall.

Fuck, just like that.

Suck.

Can you feel how turned on I am?

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Tame  Me (M)

Note: This is a collab between @sugakooki3z and I. Stay kinky buddy, never change!! And to everyone, work has been busy as heck, in case you were wondering why I have been scarce. I will get to your requests as soon as my schedule clears up :) Also, this is long af.

Genre:  angst, S M U T

Warning: Language!!!!! nsfw, lollipop kink.

Pairing: Yoongi X Reader.

Words: 2.8k

“ Your panties.” He remarked  after a while, breaking the silence  “ Give them to me now.“

Yoongi, let out an impatient sigh as he leaned against his car, he had been waiting for an hour at the university entrance for you. Delightful tingles ran down his spine at the thought of seeing you, so much so that he only distracted himself by writing  lyrics in his little notebook

Tomorrow, he’d be leaving for another tour with his group. Oh, how he loved and hated it, if only he could take you with him. If only he could…

He was drawn out of his writings as you finally walked out of the building, but you weren’t alone. He squinted with disgust as he put his notes away slowly. His fists were clenching as he watched you silently with a cold expression.

It was a boy, clearly of high status judging by his brand name outfits, he had his arm draped over your shoulders. You stopped a couple steps from the entrance hesitantly, but his arm held you in place, with his other arm, he glided his fingers through your soft hair, while you gave him a clearly uncomfortable smile. You searched around with your eyes, your breath hitching as they met with his heated dark orbs. Just as your eyes met, the boy leaned in, and whispered “you smell so good” you cringed at his compliment and a pure look of disgust clearly registered on your features but you had to hide it from him.

You reached into your purse, grabbed a lollipop and popped it in into your mouth to continue your act  as he slowly pulled away to see your reaction.

It was the last straw for yoongi, he was seething. He pushed himself off of his vehicle with his foot, sauntering over to the two of you. The aggravation shown clearly in his eyes, but the rest of his face was otherwise emotionless. He was hiding as much rage as he could as his arm wrapped around you, pulling you flush against his body with a rough tug. He looked down at you for a few seconds, anger and something else swimming in his eyes, as he took the end of the stick and slipped the lolipop past your lips slowly, and popped it into his own mouth, while he made intense eye contact with the boy who had been touching you-his property. Your eyes widened at his sudden boldness.

You were way too busy staring up at Yoongi, watching his jaw muscles move as he sucked on the candy that was originally yours, making you subtly squeeze your thighs together. A loud "smack” resonated through the air. Within a twinkling of an eye yoongi’s fist collided with your harasser’s face sending him to the ground with a loud thud, instantly knocking you out of your trance.

 You nibbled on your bottom lip as you watched the boy clutch his face in his hands, rolling on the ground with choked sobs.. “Pussy.” You heard Yoongi say past the lollipop in his mouth, followed by a small slurp as he sucked on it. “Speaking of which…” he leaned closer to you “I don’t think yours is going to get any rest tonight, honey" he said in his husky, still agitated voice,  his breath so hot on your ear you thought he’d burn you. “Y-Yoongi…”  You pressed your thighs together to prevent the pooling heat between your legs. Somehow, his angry words had such powerful effect on you

He gripped your wrist with his free hand, and led you towards his car at a snail’s pace. He was sure that the boy wouldn’t dare come after you. 

“Get in the car” he croaked, his jaw clenched in anger and frustration, none of it was your fault but he couldn’t help but think about the times when he would be on tour…he hated it, he hated other guys looking at you, how much more putting their filthy hands on you. You were his and his only. You could’ve pushed the guy off you but you didn’t, and the lollipop? He couldn’t wrap his head around why you needed a lollipop , were you seducing the boy? he threw a lazy glance at you and shook his head while he popped the lollipop back into his mouth. He turned back to the steering wheel and started the car, he immediately put it in reverse, pressed on the gas and sped out of the lot. Apart from his clenched jaw, his expression was poised throughout the silent drive.

“ Your panties.” He remarked  after a while, breaking the silence  “ Give them to me now.“ His audacious voice was followed by the sounds of gentle slurps. He stretched out his free hand, his other hand held on to the steering wheel. You hesitated, squirming.

"Y/N.” His voice was cold, demanding submission, to which you very slowly obliged. Slipping your plain white panties down your legs, you blushed furiously as it left a wet trail down your inner thighs.  softly, you landed them in his outstretched hand. He smirked at the wetness of the little piece of clothing, his deliberate loud slurping sounds made the ache between your legs almost unbearable.

“Yoongi…why..” You started to whine but were suddenly cut short when he tossed your panties out of the window. “Hey!” You began to complain, but were immediately silenced by the I swear to god, if you don’t behave…look he shot you.  “I’ll advise you to be quiet for your own sake” he muttered, not taking his eyes off the road.

He sped up momentarily, not saying a word to you but occasionally smirking at how his slurping sounds made you rub your thighs together.  After a short while he slowed down again, you swallowed in anticipation of his next move and to your delight, his free hand landed on your thigh. You immediately started pulling your legs apart. 

He shot you a quick glance before pulling over on the side of the road. “Y..yoongi” you bit down on your lower lip. He smiled knowingly, holding your gaze as he ran his fingers along the rim of your thigh-highs. before taking out the lolipop from his mouth with a satisfying pop. “You’re such a dirty slut aren’t you?” he undid his seat belt and leaned over to you placing a quick peck on your lips before drawing back “you’re such a dirty slut for me” he repeated and you nodded quickly before attaching your lips to his sweet lips.

 The moment his lips left yours, you felt the trail of his lollipop on your thigh, you met his gaze with a hint of shyness before opening up for him. The lolipop slipped past your inner thigh, your teeth immediately sank into your lower lips as he rolled the candy past your folds and began rolling it on your sensitive clit. You hummed in response to how good it made you feel.

 He pressed another fleeting kiss to your lips as he gently nudged your thighs further from each other so he could slip the candy into your aching heat.  He was obviously pleased by your response as he pushed the lollipop in you, it didn’t take too much effort on his part for your breathing to become labored, muscles pulsating around the sucker as you moved your hips with its rhythm. your glazed over eyes staring over at Yoongi in absolute bliss. 

His expression was rather passive, but the lust swimming in his eyes was evident. He bit his bottom lip as he finally heard a loud moan. You pressed you weight up with your hands to accommodate his task even as your thighs tremble, you were clenching in need of more action as needy renditions of his name rolled endlessly off your lips until your orgasm came crashing into you. After it all, he pulled the lollipop from your heat, covered in your arousal, he slipped it into his mouth-an action that sent a jolt of heat down your spine.

Once you got home, he didn’t spare you a second to get settled before he pressed you against the door harshly and immediately pressing himself against you as his lips attached to yours quickly. His lips were sweet from the lollipop he had been sucking on. He kissed his way down your neck, sucking roughly at intervals, he mapped out a path for his lips from just under your ear down to your collarbone, leaving dark bruises. 

“Y/N..” he said in amidst shuddering breaths  “I’ll give you 3 seconds to apologize” His voice was finally stable but stern.  

. “It’s not what you thin…” you struggled in your own defense.  Immediately, his hand was on your mouth, clasping your lips shut “Did I tell you to say anything but  “Im sorry?”  You shook your head vigorously. “Is this how you act with boys when I’m on tour?” he said breathlessly avoiding your gaze, seemingly expecting the worst. “No yoongi” you took a tentative step closer to him and placed your hand on his.

“You could have pushed him away” he said through his teeth. “he is the class president” you muttered and he flinched “no yoongi, it wasn’t what you think it was, his joke just went too far today” you wrapped your arms around his neck in a hug “I…I..m I’m yours”

“You don’t seem to know that though….you just say it”

“no…”

You were cut short by the sudden and rough attachment of his lips to yours. He hurriedly kissed his way down and mouthed at the thin skin of your neck in a way that was bound to leave marks, a loud gasp escaped you. He sucked and nibbled harshly –was he marking his territory? You wouldn’t know because his anger aroused you in a different way and you gave in to him completely.

“You’re mine, you hear that?” he mumbled into your neck as he pinned you against the door, quickly squatting in between your legs and lifting up your skirt. His warm breath tickled your sensitive core and you shivered in response. He wasted no time in licking off your dripping arousal in your inner thighs before his fingers spread you open. Your legs quickly moved inches apart in anticipation and he didn’t keep you waiting. Your breath hitched in your throat as his tongue darted out and trailed your entrance, a loud moan slipped out of you. He nudged your legs a little further apart for a better position to flatten his tongue and drag it in between your folds not once, not twice, over and over again.

You threw your head back in absolute bliss at his relentless teasing, fingers clawing the door, gripping the knob till your knuckles were almost turning white as you dissolved into whimpers and gasps beneath his teasing ministrations. His hands held your trembling thighs in place as his tongue retracted from your folds and concentrated on your throbbing clit. 

You screamed as his mouth closed around the swollen nub sucking gently, your fingers detached from the door and reached down to grab his hair but your skirt was covering him, you were nearly crying from over-stimulation but were relieved when he temporarily detached his mouth from your nub, only to lap at your juices, slurping as he did, the way his tongue swirled against your heat had you clenching in need. 

Again, his mouth closed on your throbbing clit, this time sucking long and hard and humming into it, you dissolved into breathy pleas as your legs gave out under you. He quickly detached from you as you fell to your knees in front of him almost crying from his pleasurable assault. You hit your high, hard; trembling, gasping on your knees.

“Oh baby I’m not nearly done with you”

 He got up, his gaze not leaving you as he unbuttoned he rid himself of his clothes. Shirt first then pants

“Take of your skirt and go kneel in front of my chair” he said with a firm voice “you’re going to suck me off like a good girl” his last words formed a new coil of pleasure in the pit of your stomach and without a word you obliged. 

You gathered your strength, wiggled out of your skirt and wobbled to his reading chair before settling on your knees in front of it waiting for him. He showed up in no time, his engorged cock on full display as he sat down in front of you, he shifted to the edge of the chair  and raised a lazy eyebrow as a what- are- you- waiting -for? signal, you got the message and scooted closer. 

He leaned back on the chair, raising his hips a bit for you, instantly you wrapped your fingers around his shaft and gently ran your tongue along the prominent vein on the underside of his cock, your eyes innocently staring up at him. His teeth sunk into his bottom lip at your actions. You took his tip into your mouth and sucked gently at first before you suddenly took him all in until he was hitting the back of your throat, a broken groan of your name slipped out of his mouth

 You moved your head at a steady pace as his hands tangled into your hair lightly tugging on it as the room filled with his loud hisses. In an attempt to suck him from the base right unto the tip your teeth accidentally grazed along his shaft, he took it as revenge and instantly held your head in place  buried his cock all the way to the back of your throat. 

You choked a bit, tears stinging your eyes “watch your mouth baby…do that again and you’ll be punished” he said as he slowly thrusted up into your mouth. He wanted to stop but the warmth of your mouth, the gentle suction and the chase of his own release urged him to go on until his hips jerked involuntarily, his grip on your hair softening as he reached his high releasing his cum in warm spurts  down your throat. “You know the drill” his breath shuddered out, “swallow.”

Still kneeling in front of him, you clenched in desperate need as you watched his cock twitch, a low moan slipped out of your mouth as your fingers found their way to your clit, twirling it and rubbing it while looking up at him. You reached forward and grabbed his cock with your free hands gently pumping it as he watched you through his bangs. You hadn’t pumped for long when he reached out and grabbed your hand, “you want to be fucked like a slut don’t you?”

You nodded in anticipation but you were in for a shock.

“No”

You gritted your teeth and let out a high-pitched whine but he merely smirked. “it’s your punishment”

The more he denied you in his dangerously low voice the more you clenched in need but not for long, he gathered himself on his feet with an obliging “okay” that had you jumping into bed and opening wide for him. He shook his head in disapproval “bend over my chair” he said and you did just that, bending over and holding on the the arms of his chair you licked your lips in anticipation. Before long, you felt his tip skim against your folds a few times before settling at your entrance.  A sigh of relief slipped out of you as he finally began to slip in but not for long, you soon broke out in needy high pitched whines as he stopped his cock just right at the first ring of muscles. Ignoring you, he pulled out and slipped in 2 inches again. 

“Y..yoon..yoongi”

“You never said sorry the other time when I asked you to” he chastised ignoring your hips pushing back in an attempt to get him in deeper.

“s..s..sorry”

“not like that” he scoffed

“I’m..I’m soooorrryyyy” you moaned

“Good”

With that, he buried himself fully into you making you cry out at the delicious stretch of his cock, clenching around him instantaneously. Every thrust pulled you deeper and deeper into earth shattering pleasure but as soon as he notices you being close he ultimately slows down, building your orgasm over and over again before dissolving it with shallow thrusts.  Groaning at how tightly you gripped him, he knew he couldn’t tease you for much longer so he resorted to long fluid thrusts to bring you to your high, brushing over and over against the very spot that made you see stars, helpless cries tumbled out of your lips as you clenched around him one last time before your vision went blur and your legs gave out, he had held on to you. You felt his release in you moments later but you were too exhausted and numb to push it out and rub it on your clit like you always did for him.

“That’s a good girl”

you heard him say.

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Not Part Of The Deal

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut; it’s a Triple Threat

Pairing: Rosé x Female Reader

Word Count: 4.3k

Summary:  Is there really a benefit to friends with benefits, if one or more parties get hurt?

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A/N: Soooo I had a lot of fun writing this.  I was stuck for a while with it, but yah I think I got it.  To the person who requested it, I hope you like it and I hope I gave you the request you wanted!

The arrangement between you and Rosé was simple. Neither of you were looking for anything serious when you met each other.  You were too busy with school and she was an idol who couldn’t date even if she wanted to.  The one thing that you both were looking for, however, was something to ease your stress. That’s how you two ended up with the deal you have now, the deal that only you two knew about.  You’ve never even explicitly told her group mates about it, they knew though.  

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