I Also Adore Sunsets...and You

ꕥ i also adore sunsets...and you ꕥ

ꕥ Park Jimin ꕥ

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There you go again, strolling down the sidewalk as your skirt flows along with the wind. The smile that's plastered on your face makes one grow on Jimin's face. He's been spying out of his window every single day at the exact time. Spotting you was getting common for you, but the speed his heart reached always felt like the first time. 

As soon as you turned the corner, disappearing from his sight. Jimin rose his gaze to the sky. The shades were more than beautiful, he smiled, like you. The colors that printed themselves on the sky were gorgeous, the red blush became more darker until it was purple. The night sky came just like the sun rose.

Jimin eyes lingered on the corner more than enough time, tomorrow, you would come from the other side until to leave as soon as you reached that damn corner. He sighed, leaving his spot to rest as the moon grazed along the dark sky.

'Like always.'

The next day, he saw you at school. Your cute, little patterned skirt only covering as much as it could. But it didn't do a  good job. Cause with a strong gush of wind, your panties would easily be shown to the whole world. And he didn't like that thought at all.

You were the good girl: wealthy, smart, and too pretty for your own damn good. You, however, were a part of the Socs. Somewhere that Jimin could never belong to. A social status like that was all he needed for a chance to speak with you. It completely sucked when he compared himself to you: there was nothing new on him, no money to show off, no car to offer you a ride, there was nothing in him to offer to you. The little, rich girl of the school.

But, of course, you weren't a brat like some of the other girls. And he couldn't be happier!

Oh, how lucky he felt when he got to see during his part time with you! You were always arriving at the movies with your friends, at the exact same movie theater he worked at! (Ignoring the fact that it was one of the only cinemas in the town.) Always trying to flirt, catch your eyes, or impress you when he should've been working. He acted cute right in front of your eyes trying to attract you to him. It didn't matter if he was in his work uniform, he stilled looked amazing for a greaser. A greaser that was poor, yet handsome: putting the perfect amount of gel on to make his hair look flawless. 

It might have been a trap. Jimin was willing to do anything to make sure he had made you attracted to him.  He longed for you every day in school and every time the moon was up. Jimin wanted to do things with you as soon as you fell for him (or the trap). His thoughts roaming around day and night about you.

All the things he could do to you if you just glanced his way. His crush not disappearing as the days flew, it just grew stronger for you. It was getting bigger everyday, every single second of every minute that passed by. It was just a small little crush that led to Jimin skipping classes or his cinema job to follow you around. Which had eventually led him to the question, where did you live? Then, for the first time, he broke into your house to steal a couple of your pure items. Even if he couldn't take pictures of you when you weren't looking because he couldn't afford any camera at all. It was all made up when he was in your bedroom, his dark choice of an outfit standing out in the bright room.

Maybe it was a sign, you thought. Every time you turned the corner, there he was, a greaser. And a handsome one to add at that. Nonetheless, you couldn't and wouldn't pay an ounce of attention to him. You feared your parents would get angry towards you if you ever even looked at a greaser. Didn't you realize your 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠? He noticed your change of behavior. You noticed him! But why didn't you say anything or glance at him anymore? Didn't you realize how much affection he had towards you? How much he adored— fucking loved you till death— for eternity? 

If you were going and turning into a fucking brat like the rest of the Socs, then be a bitch. Jimin wasn't going to stop. Fuck it: he was getting you if you liked it or not. In one turn, his mind was already on how the both of you would spend the rest of eternity with each other.  Jimin couldn't help the sinful actions he did when he went home that night after seeing you with an even shorter skirt than usual, one that made him want to fuck you in front of the rest of the Socs. 

He squeezed his cock, rubbing his tip. Groaning and moaning at the close release, imaging you sucking his cock. An image popping in his head of something that happened earlier that day, when he had spotted you. You were playing with the straw that was inside the glass bottle of cherry coke. Swirling your tongue around it, wrapping your lips to suck it, not knowing that he was spotting you from the corner, where his friends sat around him. On the opposite side of you, separated. 

How he wished it was you. Jimin always wished it was you. Nonetheless, it would be you sooner or later. His sweet, spoiled princess, forever. That thought always made him happy, he didn't care what you thought at the moment. Jimin loved you from the bottom of his fucking heart, with his whole being. So he was going to get you. 

No. Matter. What.

He sat that night in his room about how he could captivate you and if you wanted the easy way. If not, the harder way for you was great for him, it made it easier and shorter to get you.

The next day, he waited for you behind the counter. Serving people their snacks and drinks. Then you arrived, your cute little self hard to spot, however, Jimin knew your form so it was not a challenging task at all. You left without ordering anything, upsetting him as you went straight in to the theater room. 

You were alone when you arrived at the counter, your friends told you to get the snacks because you hadn't gone in a long time. Jimin grinned to see you come back, and to add, all alone. Usually, people always come and get their snacks before the movies. Therefore, you two were the only people there. Everyone else was watching the new horror film that had gotten released.

"Alone?" You nodded your head, "Can I have a large size of popcorn and two coca-cola's?" He looked up, "of course!" It was silent the whole time he took to get the drinks and popcorn ready, it made you more relax. Yet, when it was time to pay, your heart raced as he finally started a conversation. "What do you like to do?" Jimin asked, curious to see what truly got your attention. You didn't have to really think about it when it was the first thing that popped into your head. "Sunsets," was all you said as he handed you things. Noticing how many things on the counter you would have to carry he offered assistance. "Do you need help bringing this?" You glanced at the items, would you? "No, it's fine", you decided on keeping your imagine safe. Jimin still insisted, already right next to you, yet you kept neglecting any aid he was giving you. 

He started getting pissed, as you muttered a small "thank you" turning away. Fuck it. He grabbed the closest object to him, heavy enough to knock someone out in a second. The cokes spilled on the ground, staining the carpet on the floor. The popcorn bucket tilted, hitting the floor in a harsh manner, the popcorn flew onto the carpet as well. Your body thumped to the ground. Jimin stood above you: hand stuck in the air, panting, and an amused grin appeared on his face seeing your slump body.

Nobody knew. There wasn't any cameras there since no serious crimes ever happened in towns. (He left his job in mid-shift, he was sure to fired!) Jimin easily snuck your unconscious body into his basement: it was completely dark (and stayed like that in broad daylight) it was filled with filth and dirt surrounded the floor. He managed to clean part of the basement, the part where you would be living. 

Jimin gawked your body, smoothing out your little pleated skirt with his hands. His hands rubbed your thighs, slowly making their way to your inner thighs. He pecked and sucked on them, his eyes made contact with something he thought of ever time. (Something he wished to fuck with.) Your sweet, pure pussy hidden behind your baby blue panties. 

Jimin moved to kiss your lips, sliding your panties off while one of his digits in each hand caressed your thighs. Jimin couldn't be happier when he felt something wet on the center of your undies. Breathing in your scent, he opened your mouth and stuffed it full with your own panties. "You're so good!" Jimin's digit traced the small bump on your head, he felt pity towards you. He didn't mean it, he was just in such a fit of anger. 

His fingers were quick to unbutton your cute blouse, it was a reddish-cherry one. It was his favorite one. Jimin got rid of all clothing, choosing to leave only your knee-high lace socks on. He gasped, his bulge touching your folds. He closed his eyes, rubbing himself on you. Just when he was close, he stopped. His own actions angering his cock. 

"Fuck."

Jimin immediately removed his pants, releasing his cock from the confinement. He moaned as the cold air brushed against his cock. Jimin just wanted to fuck you till all you could think about was him in your pretty little head. He worried if he was going to hurt you, however. But it all made it up when your folds were wet more than enough. Jimin's reddish, hot tip kissed your folds. He rubbed himself, moaning at the wanted contact that he had needed form the beginning.

With one thrust, Jimin's cock crowded your velvet walls. He released a loud moan at the tight squeeze. "You're not a brat-t," he grunted as he moved his hips, "you're my pretty girl." He fastened his pace, "only my pretty girl," he pulled your inner thighs closer to him, "that saves me her virginity." 

Jimin continued his ramming, his cock loving every second of being surrounded by your virgin walls. 

The next morning, you awoke with a pain between your legs and chest. Realization hit you when you spotted the guy form the cinema on top of you, sleeping on you. His body between your legs. You don't remember anything that had occurred previously. Nonetheless, when you attempted to move, you moaned as you felt something in you.

Jimin waited for you to wake up, so when you finally tried to move. Trying to escape him, he quickly pressed on the bulge that appeared in your tummy. He felt the vibrations in your chest as you whined at the feeling. Jimin looked up to stare at you, only to find your head thrown back, a soft moan emerging from your lips. He cooed at your little reaction of your walls warming his cock up. 

When you finally looked back down, you stared back at the eyes that look right back at you. 

"Hi, my pretty girl."

You stared in shock, his cock hardening inside of you. 

★ 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 ★

ᗯᗩᖇᑎIᑎᘜ ⚠︎︎ : іᥒᥒ᥆ᥴᥱᥒ𝗍!rᥱᥲძᥱr, ᥲgᥱ gᥲ⍴, іᥒ𝖿ᥲ𝗍ᥙᥲ𝗍ᥱძ!ᥡ᥆᥆ᥒgі, 𝗍ᥲkіᥒg ᥲძ᥎ᥲᥒ𝗍ᥲgᥱ, ᥎іrgіᥒ!rᥱᥲძᥱr, ძ᥆mіᥒᥲᥒ𝗍 ᥡ᥆᥆ᥒgі, 𝗍ᥲkіᥒg ᥎іrgіᥒі𝗍ᥡ, ⍴r᥆𝗍ᥱᥴ𝗍ᥱძ sᥱ᥊ (good job yoongi), innocent!rᥱᥲძᥱr, ᥆rᥲᥣ sᥱ᥊ (𝖿ᥱmᥲᥣᥱ rᥱᥴᥱі᥎іᥒg), ძ᥆ᥴ𝗍᥆r!ᥡ᥆᥆ᥒgі

Pairing: Fem! Reader x Yandere Min Yoongi

last time you were here, your tummy was upset and your nose sniffled every chance it got. you told yoongi how you felt with such an upset tone. "dr.min, i just don't want to be sick anymore. i don't like it." you pouted, your pink lips falling down so cutely. he remembered what you wore too. a nice little pink dress that reached your thighs with some white shoes that had long, white socks sticking out of them. your mother sat in the corner, explaining to him that you've been ill for weeks and that you were terrified at just the thought of walking through the hospital doors. you blushed at the comment, whining your mother's name for spilling too much information. he checked your temperature and other things as well, asked you some questions that your mother answered instead of you, annoying him in the process. what would it take to just hear your voice more. but other than that, you were such a sweet girl. that's why he gave you a strawberry flavored lollipop each time you visited. maybe it was the small sparkle in your eyes when you saw him pull out the sweet and the way you told him that you were very thankful. it's the same reason why yoongi has a gummy smile on his face when he saw your scheduled appointment. oh boy, he couldn't wait to see you.

the first thing he noticed as he walked in was your shoes neatly placed beside the hospital's chair; clearly standing out in plain room with white walls and no decor that could possibly illuminate like you did. you sat there, legs pressed together and hands under your legs with a gentle smile pressing on your face. "hi mr. min!" he laughed in return. you could never get the fact that it was dr. min. no matter the amount of time he and your mother told you. at the thought of your mother, he didn't see her. "where's your mother?" at his question your body slouched and you stared at your lap, "my mom told me to come on my own...that i'm a big girl." a pout on your lips as you told him.

whenever you came, it was a refreshing sight of life and a better day for him because all day he would stare at people who complained to him or coughed in his face and other monotonous doctors that had gray strands growing in their hair and wrinkles on their bodies. however, yoongi could always count on you to make him smile. "don't worry, this will be fast and fun!" he moved the strand of soft hair behind your ear and placed his hands on top of your lap, rubbing them, "let's start!" he wiggled his eyebrows making you giggle. he checked you and everything seemed to be normal. when he asked why you came, you explained to him that you had gotten a terrible flu and that you worried it could be something else as you kept on sneezing each second of the day. exaggerating was always a big part in your personality, yoongi found it hilarious.

yet, there was a stutter at his smile when he realized you didn't fake your illness to see him. but it was all alright, at least he could see you now and in a healthier state. "okay, well you're all better now. how are you?", he asked, well aware that it's his job to find out if his patients are healthy mentally as well,"anything happening at home?" his back facing you in order to type in his computer, prescribing a medicine to help you with your allergies. the ones that you said turn your face red, nose stuffy, throat itchy, and eyes all watery; that make you stay in bed. when yoongi heard a broken sob behind him, he's never looked so fast. he ran to be by your side, worried completely on your behalf. he caressed your face and pulled at your cheeks gently, whispering to you. "what's wrong honey?" you couldn't face him when you had this guilt building up on you. "d-dr. min, i l-lied to my mom", he nodded his head, suggesting that you should finish, "a-and to everyone else that i don't have a boyfriend." you finally cried out in frustration; big, fat tears falling down your face. "b-because i-i do!" yoongi couldn't believe what was coming out of your mouth. his mind not willing to grasp around the fact that you had someone that held you. that kissed your lips, held your hand, and cuddled you secretly. his mind trying to form another version to help him cope. it's true that every young person has someone before they find their true love. yet, sometimes the person they date from young ages are the ones where everything happens.

your heavy head finally looking up to see his reaction, his figure loomed over you and his dark eyes seemed distant as they stared at you. his gummy smile no longer there, just a pat on your head and he left your side. at least he tried, your hand quickly grasped his wrist and a whine escaped your lips along with a cry. "m-mr. min, please stay!" you grabbed his white coat, doing your best to prevent him from leaving the room. tears strayed form your eyes, your knees touching the cold floor as you continued to babbler nonsense. anything to make him stay and comfort you. he was the only one you could trust, you couldn't tell anyone else. your frustrations pausing when he turned around to look at you on the floor, "good girls don't do that (y/n). they don't lie like you did", his face said it all; how disgusted he was by your actions.

"b-but mr.min i'm not lying to yo-", his shoe smoothly touched your covered cunt. "stop talking." you whimpered at the contact and hugged his leg as a reflex. "you probably fool around with boys." you shook your head at his comment with small moans slipping out of your mouth as his foot pressed against your folds more. you close your eyes at the feeling of your stomach clenching. his eyes lusting at the sight beneath him. "a slut." he says as your eyes water. he could easily take off that tiny skirt you always wear and that buttoned up white shirt that's see through, giving him and everyone else the view of your bra and cleavage. sobs broke out of your mouth as you mumbled things he couldn't understand, all while pushing your cunt against his shoe. hiccups escaped your small mouth, delicious to yoongi's ears. he kneeled to be just above your head, "does it feel good?" his voice covered with curiosity to know how you felt, questions popping up in his head if you had ever made love with someone else. your voice timid, "i-it feels weird," as you spoke to him you fastened your hips. your fingers clawed the fabric of his pants. "describe it honey," yoongi removed the hairs sticking to your sweaty forehead, fascinated at what he was witnessing and hearing from you.

he never thought he would have this chance. a chance with you. you whispered how it made your princess part feel strange and hot. made you wanna go faster. he played with your hair like how his fingers traced the cream buttons to your shirt. yoongi's foot started bouncing up and down with you on it. your breath became ragged and yoongi smiled down at you, "go on little one, finish up." you moaned out, "mr. min i-i feel like i need to pee." your lips separated and cheeks all blushed. your sight covered with unknown, innocent lust. his fingertips undid five of the tiny buttons, cleavage fully exposed and bra straps slowly caressing your shoulders as they fell down. his long fingers landed on your thighs, rubbed them all the way until your skirt wasn't doing it's job on covering your pussy and your thighs. the scene in front of him taking his breath away: panties all drenched with your own needs, the fabric colliding your folds each time you inched forward and back to reach your high, and his leather shoe smeared with your wetness. the hold on his black pants tightened and a muffled scream, and that's when he saw it. your panty moved aside just in time for him to catch sight of your cum dripping out onto his shoe and the floor. folds covered with the sticky substance that made his mouth water and eyes all hazy from it.

yoongi noticed the change of pace, your head starting to lower and eyes fluttering. "what's wrong, little one?" his eyes dangerous, "did you like it?" he asked, this time fully taking off the blouse and bra. he almost couldn't hear the "mhm" from your throat. almost. it was a reassurance that yoongi could continue. "you wanna slip out of your skirt?" he helped you up on the examination table, ignoring the pain of the erection you caused. your dazed form so easy to carry and control. probably even easier to break. your small hands compared to his, pushed the patterned skirt down to the glossy floor. yoongi walked to the door and fully locked it. your big eyes watching him for his next move. a need you didn't know about creeped out of your tiny hole. you laid back, overwhelmed and in tears on why your hole keeps closing around nothing but fresh, cool air. why it felt so lonely and warm, hoping mr. min could fix it like he always does to help you get better from colds.

yoongi spreads your legs apart, giving him the sight of your panties and the valley of your tits. he fondled with them; his cold fingers tracing you silt with the material sticking to folds. he dips his face close and put your legs on his shoulders. his lips leaving a tiny peck on it. then a long lick in the center of your panty, where he could feel the puddle of cum sitting. he drags them off your legs and into the pocket of his white, laboratory coat. "mr. min, it bothers me!" you whine out and throw a mini tantrum at how long he was taking. he was gonna take it slow, but you could be such a brat sometimes. throwing a fuss when all he wanted to do was help, he needed to teach you why you have to be patient. something your mom missed to teach you and now he could. yoongi settled himself between your legs, a mess forming on the harsh, thin paper beneath the two of you. he shifts his fingers under your thighs and pulls your measly form to him. he makes sure your head is away from him. he tugs of every clothing that blocks his dick from meeting your hole until his bare shaft is out and hitting his abdomen. "spit," he demands as his hand closes in on your mouth. and once he has it, yoongi pumps his cock a few times with your saliva, rubbing it all round his cock. since you wanted to hurry up, now you're gonna feel the consequences of not waiting to get your hole stretched before.

yoongi groaned in sweetness as slid his cockhead on your slit, using all the wetness he can receive to spread it out. your nails break through the thin paper under you at the anticipation to get away from the feeling. "it might hurt a little," he pauses because yoongi knows he's lying to you. but it's too late to turn back now so he puts a condom on for protection. yoongi gently pushes the palm of his hand on your mouth and jerks his cock past your cum-covered folds, through that small hole of yours. his palm hides the painful scream you emit from his peers and the plump tears fall out all over again, coating the dry tears. "it's okay baby, dr.min is just gonna push the rest in." but before he does, he looks at you in the eyes, as if searching for something.

you don't realize what it is, all you know is how your jutting your hips towards yoongi even though the mushroom tip of his cock felt worse than a regular booboo. the way your cunt ached with heat and your hole kept swallowing nothing telling you to push down through the pain. your walls painfully molding around his cock. your hands attached themselves around his waist, fisting his lab coat. you whimper his name loudly as you roll your eyes till the back of your head. yoongi doesn't dare to move, not wanting to hurt you in the process of making love to you. instead, he whispers soft, gentle words to your ear. he caresses your arm until your elbow and back again. he connects both of your foreheads together, a gummy smile on his face that brings a smile to yours. "mr. min, why are you smiling?" you ask with curiosity in your tone, slowly forgetting about the pain between your legs. "cause you're so cute." he says in his casual tone, knowing that you don't notice the difference of how he talks to you compared to every other person who walks the ground of earth. your cluelessness to his lovesick eyes and small hints. your jaded eyes only seeing his lazy, brown orbs with nothing in it. and when yoongi starts moving his hips against yours, his stiff dick is submerged entirely into your sopping cunt.

his slacked mouth he breathes out a heavy groan at the feeling of your walls randomly contracting around him. the pleasure so unknown and foreign to you. not knowing why you felt so full when dr.min finally pushed against you. why your body reacted like this, but yoongi knew why your back arched. it was the dull ache of his cock resting inside of your tightened pussy. every single twitch of his cock intensifies a tensing of your own cunt, both of your bodies feeling high. his beautiful hair is messy on his head, and each time you looked down you see his muscles flexing as he holds you against his body when he pivots his pelvis into you.

he wishes he could be yours. even if he told you, you wouldn't understood. he's got all these secrets building up on him, all of them include you. he shouldn't be here with you; with your scent on him, wrapped around in your arms with your clothes on the floor. But he can't help that you've got him wrapped around your pretty finger, and that you don't even know the power you hold over him. "my pretty, little baby," he purrs into your ear. his warm breath hitting your ear shell causing a faint moan escaping your plump lips. in his mind, both of you are connected without a barrier, so he pushes himself as much as he can with the lasts of his few deep, rough thrusts. plunging himself as far as he can into your womb, thinking of how your cunt pulses around him heavenly and with that, his cum spurts on the condom. yoongi lifts your hips up while you arch your back as you milk his dick completely. your voice is filled with panic as you stutter, "i want to pee." your eyes make contact with his as your mouth opens to let out a loud moan from the luscious orgasm. your eyes closing shut at the eye contact, shy that you're peeing in front of yoongi again. you're leaking out all over, some of it goes to the floor.

yoongi's eyes twinkle at the sight of you. his mind taking a picture of you like this. you were too good for this world, too pure to walk around by yourself but he couldn't block you from it. he wasn't one to mess around with people's life, and he definitely wasn't going to mess with yours. it was your choice what you wanted to do, not his. no matter how his beating heart rang in his ears or how thoughts ran throughout his mind to shield you, to keep you locked up from everybody else. even that mom of yours who dared to send you to the doctor's office your own. anybody could've taken advantage of you. yet, in the end, he could never. you could decide what to do with your own life. so, at least for now, yoongi was just gonna watch you from faraway. but his heart betrays him because it continues to pester him on his desires on how he wishes he could be yours. and even if he told you, you wouldn't understood. he's got all these secrets building up on him, all of them about you, of how much he fucking loves you. he shouldn't be here with you; with your scent on him, wrapped around in your arms with your clothes on the floor.

yet he can't help that you've got him wrapped around your small finger, and that you don't even know the power you hold over him. "my pretty, little baby," he purrs into your ear. his warm breath hitting your ear shell causing a faint moan to slip out of your plump lips. such a small sound from you makes him go crazy. "i'll have you soon." he whispers more to himself than to you. yoongi pulls out and throws the used condom away, his hands sculpting you back up to perfection. the small buttons sliding through the holes, all the way up to the collar. your eyes dart all over the room, avoiding yoongi's eyes as you feel the wetness on your pussy lips.

your panty is sealed in his pocket, but you've already forgot about them, letting the cold breeze touch your cunt. you can feel the stickiness between your legs, your lip quivers and your eyes fill up with tears until you finally let them go. "yoongi", you weep, "i'm sorry that i peed~." your cheeks flourished with tears and blush at the embarrassment you felt coursing through you. "please don't tell anyone," you begged, a little scared in the inside. "it's okay, let's not tell anyone, pinky promise?" he said, sticking out his pinky finger. nodding your head, you took his finger into yours, noticing the height difference. your tiny hole squelching wetness out without knowing why. yoongi snickered as he watched your cunt get wet at anything. "you like this, don't you? i thought you were a good girl. but you like it when i put my fingers inside of you, especially when my cock splits your cute pussy lips apart. never knew you could be such a whore." you feel a shiver go up your spine and a gush of something out of your princess part when his fingers part your folds. the air flowing in causing you to moan out his name and hold on to his wrist. "because you were a good patient, you can ask me for anything you want." that's how you found yourself repeating after yoongi for him to ram his fingers inside you as a reward. each leg on his side with your skirt flipped upwards once again. warm forehead against the chilly wall, eyes rolled back. completely unaware that yoongi's phone was out, filming every second your cunt wrapping itself around almost his whole fist.

"i'll see you next time, can't wait!" yoongi gives you a gummy smile. "here, a strawberry lollipop." the lollipop pressing against the tip of your noise. your eyes shine at the sweet treat, pulling it out of his hand with grabby hands. skipping away from him after a mutter of goodbyes from you, enjoying the first time you've gone to the doctor alone.

"very soon." a grin on his face as he watches you walk away from him with one hand holding down your skirt. yoongi laughs in the inside at the realization of something. he makes his way to bathroom and secures himself into a stall digging into his pocket for a certain piece of fabric. when he draws it out, your panties are dangling on his finger pads. he snickers at the fact that you left unaware of your not having any underwear on and he's slightly envious that the cool air is touching your bare pussy. so careless of you that any breeze could flip that already short skirt of yours upwards. oh such a slut people would think you were, walking with your cunt unclothed. yoongi spends his time fondling with your panties, playing around with them, making them kiss his cock all around.

he knows he'll see you soon, and when that time comes, you'll be his too.

★ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 ★

ᗯᗩᖇᑎIᑎᘜ ⚠︎︎ : ᑲrᥱᥱძіᥒg kіᥒk, іᥒ𝖿іძᥱᥣі𝗍ᥡ, ᑲᥣіᥒძ𝖿᥆ᥣძіᥒg, ძ᥆mіᥒᥲᥒ𝗍!𝗍ᥲᥱһᥡᥙᥒg, ძrᥙggіᥒg, ᑲᥣ᥆ᥕȷ᥆ᑲ, kіძᥒᥲ⍴⍴іᥒg, sһᥲmᥱᥣᥱss!𝗍ᥲᥱһᥡᥙᥒg

You didn't want anything to do with Kim Taehyung, your bestfriend's new boyfriend. Not at all, you could tell he was bad news from the start. You took him for the guy who would fuck around, break her heart multiple times and yet managed to get following forgivenesses from her. Kim Taehyung; A jerk from beginning to end.

You were suspicious of him.

What you didn't expect was for him to kidnap you from your house and lock you up in his basement. Now that, that was a whole new level, a level that surprised you to no end. You had no idea why Taehyung was sitting next to your tied up self, when his girlfriend, your bestfriend, was waiting for him right outside. You didn't know why he held you captive, or why he was so into your business. Taehyung was a messed up man. And you probably knew it from the second your eyes landed on him, deep down and should've stayed away, but now it was too late.

Your best friend had introduced him to you when you guys went to the movie theater to watch a horror film. You stretched out your hand to greet him politely; your expression so friendly. Yet your mind was already taking notes on everything he did. (Expressions, gestures, words, fashion, etc.) You were confident that you could find the right guy for your best friend in less than a second. You would know as soon as you met him. Knowing that whoever the person was, they were the one for her. You just knew her like that. Taehyung didn't give you that feeling.

And all throughout the cinema, with the horrified screams playing in the background, with the lights all turned out, you could see him staring at you at the corner of your eye. Which had made you completely uncomfortable. A random guy staring at you didn't make you feel nice. You were silently wishing that your friend would notice so she could switch seats with him; he had been in the middle of the both you.

Taehyung had placed himself right next to you after you had sat down on the black chairs that smelled like popcorn and leather.

Strange, you would have thought your friend would sit in between you two. It took you by absolue surprise when you turned around to excitedly chat with your best friend, only to be a few centimeters away from smooching her new boyfriend on the lips. A gasp left your lips as you departed yourself from him, making sure there was more than enough distance. A clear sign that he should stay away from you.

So why did he not pay attention to the movie playing? Not even flinching at the scary parts. Or when everyone in movie theater gasped, making disgusted expressions at the gory scene that was playing right infront of their eyes. It confirmed your theory: Taehyung was a creep. And it was the exact, same words you had proclaimed to your friend that same night over a call.

She threw an argument on how he was actually sweet and romantic, and that you were probably mistaken. You didn't even want to mention the part of him having the audacity to take some of your popcorn, knowing that the girl right beside him had gotten the large size for him and her to eat as a couple. You didn't even share your popcorn with her.

You saw something move into your popcorn bag and out, it was a hand. You were ready to slap it. You followed the direction where the hand came from, it was Taehyung's. Your mouth widened and he took the opportunity to take a popcorn and gently shove into your mouth, in which you glanced at your best friend who was right there. Who, at the time being, was too concentrated and concerned on what was happening in the film to care that her boyfriend was sticking a piece of popcorn into your mouth. His thumb pad slightly touched your tongue.

Taehyung wasn't sweet and tender like she said if he had 'accidentally' touched your bare thigh, whispering frantic apologies even as his fingers remained placed there, in fact moving closer to the brim of your skirt. A skirt which you would've changed into pants if you knew her boyfriend would be there. If you knew it wasn't a girls night out like she had announced in messages.

His behavior was unforgivable and unforgettable, you composed yourself as you told your best friend reasons why she should dump him already, trying to not mention the parts of his 'little' touches. Not wanting to break her heart knowing she was sensitive. But she didn't want anything to do with leaving him. It put a pout on your face.

Nonetheless, no matter how you wanted her to leave him. If she really wanted to be with him, you would leave her alone. It wasn't your relationship, you were just trying to protect her all you could. After all, what if he was the one for her, it could happen. The decision was up to her.

You ended the call. Letting her be, the least you wanted to do was argue with her. Therefore, you avoided another troublesome problem and settled down on doing your own things.

You were a night owl. Not an ounce of sleepiness hit you when it was past 10 pm. Your eyes searched for a good movie while your hand clicked buttons on the remote to choose what you wanted. Not finding anything in the last hour, you went ahead and let the television choose for you. A slasher movie.

In less than five minutes, the big screen flashed a woman stabbed multiple times by the masked killer. Her screams ringing in your ears as you groaned at how loud it was. Lowering the volume fast. The picture went fast, the fake blood splashing out. A small "ew" left your mouth. And yet, a tiny amount of fascination was in your eyes. You side-eyed the window, a shadow looming over the road in your property. In the next second, your blinds closed fully shut.

The movie was so getting to you. You rapidly changed the movie into a random PG rated film. A smile formed on your lips, now this was more of your style. You raised your pillow more. Just the perfect amount, a satisfied groan rang through the room. You could sleep in peace like this. Just as your eyes closed. A sudden thirst for water spread in your mouth. Whining about it, you got out of bed.

If you knew that there was a pair of eyes that were staring into your room, you wouldn't feel so safe. And it wasn't from the outside of your house. It was the eyes that stared right at you from the gap in your door. Your closet doors. You would have heard a low chuckle too if it wasn't for the creak of the door.

You stepped into the kitchen, grabbing the glass cup of water you had left earlier on the kitchen island. Running down the hallway to get back to your bed. Not noticing how the closet doors were more opened than before. No one inside though. You gulped down the liquid before covering your body with the blankets. Your eyes glanced at the clock, it read 12 am. You usually didn't sleep at this time, but your eyes were closing already.

You were knocked out before 10 minutes could pass. A body dragged itself from under your bed, little giggles hallowed by the room. A deep, cheery voice filled your bedroom, "I knew I could do it." Taehyung stared at your figure, reaching his hand out to caress your cheek. His finger tracing your heart-shaped lips. He leaned down and pecked them. A smile lingered on his face. You wouldn't wake up for a while, his plan was flowing perfectly.

He had packed some of your clothes earlier on. Taehyung had everything set, all he needed was you. His basement was clean (he had spent his time cleaning every centimeter), well-designed for your long stay. The room where the two of you would share was neatly packed with clothes he bought for you. Each drawer was classified: shirts, sweaters, pants, anything! It was there for you. Taehyung, however, had made another closet for other purposes than clothes for the outside. You would soon see it too. It was his favorite! (And he would love to use it daily, and he would.)

The night air was chilly, he covered you with a blanket. He didn't want to get you sick. When he arrived home, he ran to put you on the bed, overjoyed at how easy it was to take you home. Taehyung stayed on top of you for a while, admiring your lovely features. he likes how you protect the ones you care for, your best friend being one of them. would he be one of those people? he wondered at the sudden thought but, before he could overthink too much, his crotch brushed against you. he inhaled your strawberry scent, his pants became tighter. taehyung needed to prepare you, make you two have a special night with each other.

after all, his virginity was only for you to take.

𒊹︎

as soon as you woke up from your unconscious state, taehyung thoroughly threatened you. his voice rang in your head, "don't think of neglecting my touches," you could feel his hot breath on your nose, "unless you want that friend of yours sleeping on the sidewalk."

The thin, pure white lingerie wrapped around your body perfectly. Taehyung's eyes glimmered with lust. This is what he always imagined, you being his darling pet. You obeyed every command he requested, he ignored the fact that it was for that friend of yours; his girlfriend, his face turning souring at the mention of her existence. Gosh, all the things he did to be with you. But you made it up by looking so perfect like this. By spreading your legs for him so he could do whatever the fuck he pleased.

You sobbed behind the gag in your mouth. You didn't want this, not one bit. Your tits were tightly handled by the see-through material. It didn't cover anything, all your parts could be easily seen. (hence the reason Taehyung chose it.) you cried into the blindfold, terrified that you couldn't see him and see what he was gonna do to you. You could feel his stares though, the way his gaze was lingering everywhere on your body. Goosebumps grew on your skin. The handcuffs rattled as you moved your hands. You couldn't do anything anymore, you compromised yourself to this position. A position where you are left blindfolded, wrists tied to the headboard, and a gag in your mouth that didn't allow you to speak. All vulnerable to the man in front of you.

Taehyung loves seeing you like this. His cock is ready to fuck you. His pre-cum is leaking out already, just the thought of putting your legs around his waist gets him high. Your little self in an adorable lingerie set, it was just missing one more detail. The only piece left in his hands. The long material that would stretch itself up to your legs. Taehyung stared at it with excitement. When it was on, he felt more blood rush to his manhood. thigh high stockings wrapped around your pretty legs just for him. He doesn't miss the tears that are flowing down your tinted cheeks. In fact, he gawks at the sight of you crying. The tears only turning him on more. Taehyung's dick hurts more by just looking at you. It seems like you're crying because he's gonna wreck you with his cock. Break you into becoming his pet.

Yet, you're delicate that Taehyung thinks he might mess you up if he goes too hard on you, but he knows you can handle it cause you are Taehyung's bitch after all. his little pet that he can use like he pleases. who will get on your knees to suck him off if he wishes you to. who will let him slam his cock in your pussy whenever, and wherever he wants. who's willing to give every spec of dignity to him, let Taehyung fuck you raw till your tummy is thick with his cum. and babies of course. because even though you act tough, Taehyung knows it's just an act, you're just scared in the inside. that's why you let him win over and over. no matter the punishment the loser faces.

he's crawling towards you, liking the pout placed on your face. your lips tremble in dread and he just knows your holding back the countless cries of help you're holding back. he sits on his knees, his long fingers carefully tracing the material from your ankles all the way up to your thighs. he leans down and bites your upper thigh, a muffled weep breaks out of your throat as he raises his head to see his art piece. a bite mark that draws blood, slightly staining the white lace. your eyes see the darkness of the blindfold, nervous on what else he is going to do. you feel a touch on your lips, it's soft at first then it takes turn.

Taehyung sucks your upper lip, connecting his tongue inside your mouth. his hand pushes your head more into his mouth, you feel how greedy he is to kiss you. all of a sudden your legs are caging him, his hands are on your ass, he places a small slap on it while he's lifting you up. he knows you're not responding to the kiss like the way he wants you to, but he doesn't really care at that point. not really when he's about to fuck you either way. you land on his lap, the texture of his pants rubbing against your skin. you can sense his boner sitting right on your slit, a moan slips out at the friction he starts creating. his hands are gripping onto your waist like handles, moving you steadily on his center. Taehyung groans out as he presses you hardly on his dick, his pants are damp with the precum that is leaking out. his eyes makes contact with the way your tits bounce along with the pace he is going with, he moans out at how your tits are no longer staying inside the lingerie.

he notices how your whimpering more into gag, the way your hand is clutching onto the metal, and he knows your about to cum on him. Taehyung grins as he prevents himself from continuing to rut his bulge against your cunt, even if it meant he would delay his own release. he lays you down on the mattress, his digits reach out to your slit that is covered in fabric, it doesn't mean that he can't see it. oh, he can see it perfectly fine; your wet all over, the fabric is drenched. and with one tug, there's a rip at the material directly above your cunt, he can hear you gasp. Oh you're so cute! his fingers go ahead and start playing with your folds, spreading the wetness around until two of fingers are knuckles deep into your pussy, he hears the cuffs jingle.

Taehyung moves his fingers all the way out, your slick is coating his fingers to the brim. He lets the fingers disappear past his lips, his tongue licking all that he collected. You're more than ready to make his cock just slip in. He removes all his clothing, while your just sitting on your knees. An idea popping in his head: Taehyung gently pats the back of your head, "you're my pretty bitch." He says as his fingers pull your hair, inching your face closer into his manhood, "now, open those lips for me." His swollen tip pressing into your red, tinted lips. The taste of his pre-cum reaching your taste buds, your gag reflex acting up as his hips jolted into you. The sudden surprise dissolving as his cock went beyond more than you could handle, Taehyung moaned as your tongue circled around his cock. You drooled around his cock as he kept thrusting into your mouth. You were unable to control yourself, since your hands were tied behind your back and eyes blinded by the dark material. There was no true way to avoid this, loosing your two senses was terrible. Taehyung could do anything to you. And that horrified you.

Taehyung groaned out, pumping his cock past your lips a few times after he released his cum into your mouth. "Swallow it." He pulled you back up in order to see your face, your cheeks were round and the corners of your lips were spilling out his release. However his command made you gulp it down. Grinning, his finger wiped the sides of your lips, the next thing you felt was his soft digit pad touching your tongue. Taehyung kissed your nose. Your hair was a mess, saliva was dripping down your chin, his fingers inside of your mouth. Taehyung pressed down on his bulge, a small moan leaving his lips.

In less than a minute, the delicate lingerie that surrounded your skin was ripped and left on the floor. Taehyung's digits touched every part on your bare body, then it just all stopped. the sound of a wrapper entering your ears, a sudden relief in you that it could be a condom. at least he was using protection, showing some care. you could hear him muttering something about a flavor being his favorite, then a sucking noise.

taehyung licked away, coating the cherry lollipop with his saliva, a satisfactory taste in his buds. when he was sure that the lollipop was well wet, he pushed you back onto the mattress and you fell without resistance. he spread your legs far apart, your pussy dripping was all it took for his cock to throb with such agony. he took one last long lick at the red lollipop before placing the moist candy at your folds, he stroked it slowly up and down your slit, repeating his actions. your loud whines of helplessness as you felt the sensation he was creating, a whimper falling out as the round sweet dipped beneath your folds. your hands grasped at the metal, your mouth ajar as taehyung's fingers twirled the white stick. the sight of your reaction made his cock stand stiffer, taehyung felt that he lacked air as he continued to thrust the delicious candy into your cunt. enjoying the sounds that came from the small interaction. when the muffled moans increased he pushed the white stick all he could, when only a small part was left outside, it was then that he stopped. your legs slightly trembled as he pulled it back out to find that it was glazed with your cum. he hummed happily like a child and snuck the lollipop back onto his tongue, finding the taste even better. And when there was no more cum left, he placed the candy to the side his left cheek, making it go round.

gosh, you were such a temptation; saying you were doing this to protect your friend and enjoying every second of it. a few seconds later you were straddling him, the touch of something on your thigh made goosebumps climb up your skin. all you could do was lean on him, your head in his shoulder, unable to support yourself with your hands. "come on, put yourself on my cock." he didn't dare to touch you, grinning at the fact that you had to work by yourself. you clumsily settled yourself on his tip, it was then that you realized he had no condom on. that could be the reason he hurdled his hips upwards sensing the hesitation when you two made contact. and there wasn't a single problem in entering you as your cum from before and wetness that accumulated aided in slipping his dick past your folds. he moaned out loud, his eyes rolling to the back of his head that was thrown back as your walls desperately clenched onto his cock. after a long wait, he finally got what he wanted. the person he loved took his special possession. you and your pussy. your eyes saw celestial lights in the darkness of the blindfold and you felt heavenly at the sudden feeling of being full of his shaft.

"bounce, my pretty bitch." he stroked your head, the sweat gathered at both of your temples. you raised yourself off him and dropped back on, his eyes staring at your mouth gasping open. you repeated your movements, fastening the pace. taehyung pistoned his hips upwards, helping you out to reach both of your releases. his balls slapping against your clit roughly causing redness to bloom out as a response. you felt your hands grip the cuffs hardly that you could feel it cutting through your skin. removing the candy from his lips, taehyung's mouth went ahead and latched itself to your tits, he sucked one tit while the other one was flicked by his digit. when he was about to release, he bit the bud and a whimper escaped from you. he snickered at your reaction before securing your other tit inside his mouth, his teeth scraping your soft skin. there was marks all around your collarbone; his brutal bites that clasped his teeth into your body.

you tried to think about how taehyung wasn't using protection and how you should prevent him cumming inside you at all cost, but the way he perfectly positioned his hips to hit that spot that made you whine out in such pleasure made you completely forget about it. your ears were crowded with the sound of your cunt meeting the base of his cock, the rest filling every place inside of you. it caused the difficulty you had, you couldn't let out anything other than squeaks of how good his cock stretched you, occupying your hole to his own use.

his hips slowed down and became hasty. that's when he grabbed your hips and laid you all the way down on the mattress, the cool material of the sheets on your warm skin made you let out a gasp. his body was between your legs, rocking his bottom better at the accessibility and power he had over you. you could feel his face right above you, it was easy as the mattress dipped on the sides of your head, indicating that he was supporting all his body weight on those two hands. your mouth finally able to catch a real breath of air when you felt the gag come off, but quickly closing it as you felt something soaked at your lips. "open your fucking lips", the voice above you growled out. with hesitation your lips split apart, and the second they did, taehyung's tongue dived into the opening. the cherry colored lollipop long forgotten beside him, staining the white sheets a sticky red. his lips sucked on your own, exchanging saliva with you, his hand trapping your chin to face him. taehyung's one hand gripped the sheets beside your head, the other was rubbing your clit. the gag went back on to your bad luck, taehyung wasn't one to tolerate any petty behavior you could throw. your cunt closing on him brought an idea to his head, his head reaching for his phone on the nightstand.

your legs trembled as you squirted around his cock, a muffled scream emerging into the room. taehyung took your tied hands with one of his and put them right above your head. he pushed himself to the maximum, mouth wide open as he he smirked, clicking the white button as the camera shuttered at your form. eyes rolled back and your spine arched at how sensitive you became, shivering from the thrill of your orgasm. a great amount of his cum leaked into you, leaving you marked. he gave you a small pat on your tummy, "perfect for our child."

𒊹︎

taehyung spooned you, both of your sweaty bodies clamped together, panting heavily. his buddy still between your walls, a bit of his cum spilling out from the sides. other than that, his cum was well sealed and swelled into your womb. taehyung definitely knew what he wanted. he had took off every thing he forced on you, your eyes were just adjusting to the light in the room. his thumb gently caressed your elbow, he couldn't describe how he felt at that moment. but the smile that showed all his white pearls and his eyes that shined explained everything to the world. a contrast to your hooded eyes from the guilt killing you and the disgust you felt towards him and yourself. he saw you shift and start to remove yourself from him. but he would never let that happen. so he grabbed on to you with such despair, spurting out the words he would do without a second thought,

"i'm leaving her. that's the end of the story," he said as he pulled you back into his arms, ignoring your 'small' protest, "you're my only darling. and i'm yours."

his phone on silent but he felt the vibrations of it, your best friend was calling him. yet, when he thought about it, well who wouldn't when their boyfriend sends them a photograph of their best friend fucked thoroughly: with the great shot of his dick still hidden in your cunt and a small text,

"i'm getting her pregnant."

masterlist

notice: this is all fiction. ©luv-gukkie, all rights reserved. do not translate / repost my work.

works in progress:

gambler | ♕

obedient | ✿

strangers | ☯︎

helpless | ❥

mistakes | 𑁍

KIM SEOKJIN

series:

(ot7) cherry | 𖦊 ( zero . one . two . three . four . five . six . seven . ~)

one-shots:

★ 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲 ★

★ 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 ★

ot7:

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ★

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 ★

MIN YOONGI

series:

(ot7) cherry | 𖦊 ( zero . one . two . three . four . five . six . seven . ~)

one-shots:

★ 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 ★

★ 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 ★

★ j𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 ★

ot7:

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ★

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 ★

JUNG HOSEOK

series:

(ot7) cherry | 𖦊 ( zero . one . two . three . four . five . six . seven . ~)

one-shots:

★ 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 ★

★ 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 ★

ot7:

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ★

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 ★

KIM NAMJOON

series:

(ot7) cherry | 𖦊 ( zero . one . two . three . four . five . six . seven . ~)

one-shots:

★ 𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐭 ★

★ 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚 ★

ot7:

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ★

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 ★

PARK JIMIN

series:

(ot7) cherry | 𖦊 ( zero . one . two . three . four . five . six . seven . ~)

one-shots:

i also adore sunsets...and you

★ 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 ★

★ 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 ★

ot7:

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ★

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 ★

KIM TAEHYUNG

series:

(ot7) cherry | 𖦊 ( zero . one . two . three . four . five . six . seven . ~)

one-shots:

★ 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ★

★ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 ★

★ 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ★

ot7:

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ★

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 ★

JEON JUNGKOOK

series:

(ot7) cherry | 𖦊 ( zero . one . two . three . four . five . six . seven . ~)

one-shots:

α вιց "нαρρу"ƒαмιℓу

★ little, naive thing ★

ot7:

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ★

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 ★

continues:

α вιց "нαρρу"ƒαмιℓу

α вιց "нαρρу"ƒαмιℓу (2) - Yᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ Hᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ

ᗯᗩᖇᑎIᑎᘜ ⚠︎︎ : ᥲ ᥣ᥆𝗍 ᥆𝖿 smᥙ𝗍, sᥣіgһ𝗍 ᥴᥙrsіᥒg, ⍴rᥱgᥒᥲᥒᥴᥡ, ძ᥆mіᥒᥲᥒ𝗍!ȷᥙᥒgk᥆᥆k, ȷᥙᥒgk᥆᥆k ᥣ᥆᥎ᥱs 𝗍һᥱ 𝗍һrіᥣᥣ ᥆𝖿 gᥱ𝗍𝗍іᥒg ᥴᥲᥙgһ𝗍...ᑲᥡ һіs ᥴһіᥣძrᥱᥒ, sᥙᑲ!rᥱᥲძᥱr, ᑲrᥱᥱძіᥒg, sᥣіgһ𝗍 ᥴһ᥆kіᥒg, unprotected sex (don’t be dumb, wrap it up), ⍴ᥲrᥱᥒ𝗍!ᥲᥙ, kіᥒძᥲ ᥴrᥱᥱ⍴ᥡ, 𝗍һіs іs s᥆mᥱ𝗍һіᥒg ᥱᥣsᥱ...

your eyes fluttered tiredly, exhausted from staying up during the night talking to jungkook. comforting him, telling him that you would never leave him and that you love him from the bottom of your heart. he dug his head into your neck, muttering to continue on what you were saying. his hand wrapped around you and brought you closer. leaving small pecks on your collarbone and each time you were dozing off, he would jolt you awake to tell him more things. therefore, you woke up early monday morning to get your kids (and husband) ready, the usual routine you followed monday through friday. 

when you were ready to head downstairs to the kitchen, all dressed up in a yellow summer dress that you could relax in the heat of summer. you had gone to the kitchen, descending down the stairs quietly in hopes you didn't wake up anyone in the household. but failed as someone noticed the lost of warmth on the bed. you left Jungkook wondering of where you went in the bedroom, an empty space next to him when he awoke which was as soon as you stepped out of the room.

once you were done cooking breakfast, you sat down to relax a little more knowing that your kids would be waking up in a while. or sometimes you had to go wake them up from their deep sleep. you settle down on one of the chairs that surrounded the kitchen island, your mind finally resting. until you were interrupted, your thoughts disappeared when hearing heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. right away, you recognized it was your husband's, jungkook was coming down the stairs. his sandals slapping against the floor as he sleepily walked to find where you were, following the scent of your sweet perfume. his hands rubbing against his eyes to wake up. when he spotted you, he wrapped his hands around your waist while muttering a small "good morning sweetheart, it smells good." in a sickly sweet voice, you nodded your head, a 'thank you' to his compliment. you had grown tired of trying to fight him, so in the end you just tried to get along with him for the good of your children. acting in love, hoping you don't fall for his romantic tactics.

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"you look absolutely stunning," he said looking at you up and down once he noticed what you were wearing, his eyes shining with lust. his hand began to caress your waist while the other one had the tip of his fingers twirling the end of your dress. "my wife is so pretty." he whispered, his wet muscle tickling your ear. he pressed you up against the counter, showing you his strength and how needy he was by the bulge he was shoving into you. "it's one of the things that made me want you," you were holding in your breath as he continued, "i know you want me to please you right here and now." his fingernails dug into your waist, he was holding back his desire to just stretch you out already. "oh gosh, i love this little dress on you," he groaned. jungkook started to softly move his covered dick into your ass, slightly panting at the sensation. 

you knew that you couldn't reject him. not one bit, because if you did, it would start everybody's day awfully. his tone would be harsh, his eyes glaring at you and annoyed by his children's presence, one wrong move could easily fire him up. especially when he arrived from work, exhausted and still furious from the morning. and when he finally sets his eyes on your form (meanwhile your children are in the playroom) jungkook's gonna get what he wanted; he's gonna drag you into the living room and pound into you on top of the couch. you know this for a fact since it's happened multiple times when you ignored his clinginess. 

his tone had flourished into a strict, demanding one as he sensed your stiff body against his. "are you gonna spread your legs." nodding you tried to let out a smile. however there was panic flooding in you as you came to realize that your oldest child was gonna wake up, and you didn't want to let him see a scene; specifically one where he sees his mother being pushed into the counter with the brunt of his father trying to reach their climax as jungkook pushed his length into your pussy. in spite of all those thoughts popping in your mind, you were already in a bra with your dress hanging on your waist.  Jungkook sucked your neck leaving light purple marks over your collarbone, which would result in you having to cover it up with makeup in order to hide it from your children. there was really no other reason than that; no need to hide it from other people since you didn't have that privilege. 

"jungkook, how about later", you couldn't do it with him in the kitchen, dreadful if your child found you. you waited for his answer (probably a complaint) but there was nothing in exchange. he was ignoring you completely, his head went more down and he ripped your bra, softly biting your nipples. you tried to lower any sounds that could come out of your mouth but jungkook knew what to do to have you moaning at his touches. your mind trying to keep up that at any second, your innocent baby could walk in. the thought lingering every second that Jungkook's hands lowered onto your body. but you let his hands roam around your body. "please", a whine let loose. his cock grinding against your clit, the room was getting warmer and heavy breathing could be heard coming from the both of you. his head leaning into your neck, "i love you" he said it so low you could barely hear it. you gripped the corner of the counter. jungkook pushed your panties and the rest of your floral dress all the way down to the floor. his pants and boxers crowded around his knees. you felt his hard tip pressing against your folds, in one harsh push it was brushing against your cervix. a silent scream from you and his quiet moans muffled vibrating against your neck, "fucking love you." he groaned at the sensation of your cunt's hold around him, he replies with a strong grip on your hips pushing his hips upward. he throws his head back at the delicious feeling.

your hands tightly held the countertop, doing your best efforts to keep your moans faint. but finding it difficult with jungkook's cock buried deep inside you. while Jungkook made all the noises he wanted, not caring that his child could find him like this. actually, he would find himself more needy if he sees his small child innocently looking at him pushing his cock into you; fucking another child into his mom, making sure that in a few months you're tits and stomach would become huge. like he had done to get you pregnant with all the children you two had. it takes you back to the times he rammed his length into you or made you give him a blowjob, clearly by his actions, stating that he doesn't give a fuck about them. 

one night with a very similar situation like this one. he had wanted to stick his cock inside of you, horny again. but your oldest son was sleeping on the bed. so you told him to keep quiet and neglected his request, that's when he gave his own conceded opinion when it came to his children preventing him from pussy-wrecking you. angered by your rejection, he glared at the child that basically cock blocked him when you weren't looking. you thought he would ignore you after this.

thought.

it was midnight when he woke you up with his cock filling you up, a loud moan left your mouth. you quickly covered your mouth, as you stared into jungkook's eyes and then at the right side of the bed to see one of your children sleeping. "i want you to ride me now. please." you shook your head, how could he act like this, his child was inches away from you two. You couldn't answer, it was too late because he was already putting you guys in the position he wanted. you tried to get off him. however, his hands were gripping on to your hips to stay still. "stop already." he caressed your cheek, "i just can fucking resist you. your lips. your body. your cunt." his voice slightly trembled, "i just love you." however, he was always contradicting. jungkook's hand slowly went down and got a hold of your throat, your eyes widened. "but sometimes, it seems you need a punishment." he smirked, "gotcha. now, take off your nightie or else I'll add another round." your eyes begged him not to, glancing at your sleeping child, his hand tightened around your neck,"you want another round? i'll be glad to give it to you." your fingers landed at the end of your dress, defeated, you took it off. a grin on his face, he took the skimpy dress from your hands and threw it on the other side of the room. you felt his cock get harder, it pressed more onto your walls. you slightly whimpered at the contact. jungkook smiled so innocently when he heard you, "is my cock making you feel good?" your eyes searched his own for any type of sick emotion. but you could see nothing else than just lust and love for you. his hands redirected themselves on your hips, pulling you off his cock until only the tip was left inside.

"ride me." he whispered into your ear, as he started to leave bites on your neck, his hands molesting your tits. you placed your hands on his chest, sinking yourself on his cock in one go. you let out another loud moan, stopping your movement. a wrong move. jungkook slapped your ass, which jolted you on his dick. he snickered as he switched his head to the other side of your neck. "come on you got this, just move already." the faster you go, the earlier he cums; that's all you repeated in your mind as you placed your hands on his shoulders. the squelching noises echoing into the room as you began your pace on his dick fast. jungkook groaned at the sensation of his cock getting fucked by you, while you moaned at how his cock reached all your good spots. a slight whine leaving you as Jungkook squished your tit too tightly, "o-ow jungkook", a white substance leaving your nipple caught his attention: milk. his head dug into your tit and began sucking roughly on it. your sensitivity sky-rocketed, recently given birth to your second child, you moaned at the feeling. one of his hands moving back to you hip, wrapping itself around your form to control the speed. jungkook pushed you on his groin faster, making you leave his whole cock, only to suck it all back in. it made him and you feel euphoria. your clit puffy and swollen from his fingers flicking it. "f-fuck, you're so good." he groaned out loud, "shit- i'm close," his hand moved faster on your clit. jungkook threw his head back while still bouncing you on his cock, your tits bouncing harder as he escalated the pace.

he started cursing out and you started moaning, the shift at the corner of your bed made you remember who was right next to you guys. you wrapped your arms around jungkook and pulled him into a heated kiss, trying to swallow each other's sound. you gently pushed him back into the bed while he sticked his tongue in your mouth. meanwhile, you squirted around him, moaning in pleasure. jungkook grabbed your ass and pushed you one last time on his cock. he released ropes of his cum into you. in response, you gasped at feeling his warm cum spreading in your womb. jungkook's saliva dripped down your chin from the messy kiss. he rubbed your back and planted a small smooch on your shoulder. he sat you up, still on his cock, his breathing faltering but he didn't remove you. instead, jungkook grabbed his shirt and made you wear it, directing his eyesight to the small body laid out right next to you guys, snoring away. he chuckled in amusement, "don't worry, he didn't wake up. he's just like me." a twinkle in his eyes when you laughed at his comment. the panic you felt at the beginning all gone. 

jungkook laid you down on your stomach, he fully pulled out and left you empty in the inside. your eyes snoozing off until your hips were pulled back up and your back was arched by a tattooed hand. "i did say it was a punishment." the tip of his dick touching your folds, before you could react, a hand grabbed your hair, pushing your head into the pillows enough to let you breathe. jungkook's cock stretching you out again, your walls tightening around him from the sudden action. you felt all of him, feeling how he had you packed to the base of his manhood. your puckering hole swallowing back all his previous cum. one of his hands holding your hips up for his use, the other one holding the wall to help him go faster. but, before moving his own hips, he whispered, "i want another one." you were caught completely off-guard by the confession. another one? jungkook's cock reached your cervix, fucking it better than before. your hand wrapped around the sheets turning your knuckles pale, the bed began to tremble from the force. "i've— shit — told you i wanted both a boy and girl," you froze, "and we only have two boys." it didn't feel as good anymore when he tells you that. and jungkook noticed your change of demeanor. your once opened mouth that whined in pleasure, that leaked drool, closing at the statement he said. you love your kids, you really do. but jungkook doesn't help out with them. of course, he's become a better parent than before. he pays more attention to them, especially to the youngest. you remember when you gave birth to your second son, jungkook gawked at the baby's face for a while. later on muttering that the baby had the same nose, hair color, and lips as you, unlike your first son who looked like the spitting imagine of jungkook. deep in your thoughts, you hadn't realized that your son was stirring in his sleep, when you finally awoke from your own thoughts and saw him fluttering his eyes constantly. 

you wanted to tell Jungkook, yet your words seemed stuck at your throat though. the noises that emerged from you unstoppable that you had to muffle them by biting the blanket. your orgasm coming sooner than his. the white, sticky substance making a ring around the base of his manhood. it made it easier for him to ram into you. his thrusts were rougher and more firm than before. the sound of skin slapping grew as he continued to plunge his cock into your cunt. it was difficult to say something out loud, especially when he was pressing forcefully on the huge bulge that appeared in your tummy; it made you feel him even more, made you squeeze your tiny hole as close as possible around his base. the noise of the headboard repeatedly hitting the wall reached your ears. your son was gonna wake up from these noises, it didn't matter if he was a deep sleeper. you turned your head to look at jungkook, to signal him to stop everything he was doing. however, when you looked back, he was already staring back at you. his dark, doe eyes shining in the room with an expression you couldn't read. his hand clamped your head up by your hair, you were scared. both of you still making eye contact, he shoved his hips into yours a few more times, releasing another huge load of cum into you. jungkook pulled out, quickly inserting his fingers into your hole. he reached for something in the nightstand, laid you down on your back and spread your legs apart. "it's okay," he said as you couldn't even rest when he replaced his fingers with a vibrator, "after this, you'll get pregnant for sure." you ignored what he said, focusing on how lucky you were that the speed was very slow and gentle. he slid your panties on clumsily and then, jungkook pulled the shirt you were wearing all the way down as much as he could. afterwards, he pulled his pajama pants up. both of you glancing at your eldest son, noticing how his eyes kept opening and closing rapidly. he was definitely jungkook's son. you moved to the middle, in between jungkook and your son. a bit uncomfortable as the vibrator kept on moving. jungkook kissed your forehead and whispered a "goodnight" with a smirk on his face, hugging you closer to him. his hand directly on your tummy, rubbing it delicately, indicating what he wanted. what he had said earlier. what you knew was gonna come true. you faced your son, his soft snores the only thing you could hear in the room now. he scooted closer to you, wrapping his small arms around you. his very tiny voice breathing out, "mama." you cooed out in response, completely in awe, you planted your lips on his chubby cheeks. you fell asleep hugging him, unconsciously connecting your hands with your husband's. jungkook's lips turned upwards, his heart warming up. oh boy, he could be a lunatic for you. and he definitely was. Jungkook had no regrets on taking you all for himself. this is everything he ever wanted and more. 

he would fight for you. even with his children. jungkook liked sharing you with his kids, but that didn't mean they should take away all your attention. if he wanted to cuddle you the exact same moment your children were in need of their mother, he would want you to come to him first. sometimes he would beg you (more like order) you to stay with him, to choose him, your husband, over your children. the children that he wanted. that he forced upon you. but he didn't like to mention that especially if you said something along those lines.

his thrusts kept their steady pace. you could feel the heat radiating off your bodies. you could also feel each throb jungkook's cock had, how stiff he was. he was smothering your gummy walls, loving how he was screwing you in the kitchen. screwing you in your cunt. his hips slamming into yours, you hoped he would finish soon. the pressure build up in your stomach, whimpers that couldn't be held back were bouncing off the kitchen walls. oh no. the mewl sounds of your wetness combined with the bottom of his cock slapping against your pussy. you finally released a loud muffled moan that had escaped, but it was held back from the prevention of your hand tightly held against your mouth because of one of jungkook's last violent rammings. your heart pounded against your chest when you heard faded footsteps on the floor above. your son was awake. and you were naked with your husband's dick inside of you, licking your walls white with his release. you weren't prepared for what could happen, so you pushed him off, composing yourself to like how you always did: happy and organized. not noticing the stain on the floor and ignoring the drips of his cum and yours coming out of your overused hole. 

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joon-woo ran in as soon as jungkook put his sweats back on his hips. the ends of his shiny, black hair dripping with sweat. your son shouted in happiness, "mama! papa!" he went straight to you, stepping right in front of your feet indicating that he wanted to be picked up as he kept jumping up and down with his hands reaching for you. your legs were closed shut with no underwear to hide your wet pussy dripping with jungkook's essence, attempting to stop the leaks of jungkook's cum out of your cunt. you smiled at your son, picking him up as you told him what was for breakfast. jungkook's lips raised at how fast you were to change your attitude. you were such a good mother, he couldn't help but feel his length harden. you were so good for him and his kids. he hugged you from behind, wrapping his arms around you and your son. your eyes widening at the bump you felt pressing against you. all jungkook did was smile and start chatting with joon-woo, making his kid giggle. he let go of the both of you, instead placing his hands on your waist, bringing you closer to him slowly. his eyes switching to you, noticing how your chest tightened and you bit your lip. until your son spoke, "papa, what's that?" his small finger pointed at the white droplet on the floor. as soon as jungkook saw it, he knew what it was, a smirk plastered on his face. you couldn't believe it as he walked up to the spot and swiped it with his finger. "nothing joon-woo," your son accepting the response, turned to you and began his blabbering. you nodded your head with a small smile, but your eyes were focused on your husband's body. his mischievous eyes peering right into yours as he pushed his finger past his lips, you saw his tongue taste the white liquid. "can i go play with my toys, mama?" your orbs gazed into the copy of the doe orbs you were just focused on. "o-of course joon-woon!" he landed on his feet and ran away into the living room with such an energy. 

you ignored jungkook's presence, and the fact that he was gently pulling out your panty from the pocket of his sweatpants. you headed back upstairs to the nursery, hearing the footsteps padding behind you. you opened the door quietly, walking in to see the movement inside the crib: your baby wide awake and moving his hands around in the air. you giggled at the sight and made your way to pick him up, but tattooed hands beat you to it. jungkook grinned as u-jin cheered at his victory, he slid one hand under the baby's head and neck while the other hand under his bottom. he pecked u-jin's head and his heart warmed at seeing his son moving joyfully. jungkook adored how he could easily view the similarity between his second son and you, the mother of his child. he left the room with the grin still on his face knowing that your little self was following a few steps behind him. probably taking long and fast strides to catch up with him.

a loud cry from downstairs reminded the both of you of the small child left behind. "let's go eat!" you excitedly yelled, hoping to stop the tears from your son, feeling guilty and terrible that you forgot him in the living room. all of you sat on the table; joon-woo sitting on a high chair right next to jungkook and u-jin in your arms. when jungkook finished his breakfast and joon-woo was playing with his left over food while you scolded him for it over a very drowsy baby. jungkook shrugged his shoulders at joon-woo who gawked at him with tears in his big eyes. before any explosion occurred, jungkook excused himself from the table for the restroom whispering to his son, "don't be a bad boy for mommy."

"just perfect." he could just groan in satisfaction at what he saw on the phone. jungkook cared about every single detail about you, it didn't matter that you spent your time with him only. he needed to know. that's why he logged how many days you got your menstruation so he could know when you would get it next. so when he's checking when you're supposed to get your period and he finds out that it's late by two weeks. he could just rush to you with glee filling him, get on his knees and kiss your tummy all over with a bunny smile decorating his lips. just knowing you were going to swell with his child made his cock fatten and want to bloat you with his cock and more of his babies. his family was expanding fast, and he couldn't be more delighted. jungkook could just imagine your tiny self waddling around the house with a pregnant belly (all over again) with joon-woo running around with excitement, asking questions of why your belly was getting bigger, and u-jin lulling around on your bursting chest as jungkook takes care of you. 

that's all he needed. and it's all you needed too.

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