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Of the Yoonji’s i’ve written, they’ve all been soft on the inside. So this Yoonji, ordering patience and making puns while grabbing y/n’s ass?

Dead.

“bemused glimmer in her catlike eyes” the way I could picture this. My heart skipped a beat. I want those eyes staring up at me from between my thighs (which she’s holding up to keep me from falling because caring doms are the best doms).

come dine with me

A/N: hello no banner bc i wrote this out of pure horniness and it’s only a drabble but yoonji eating you out in the kitchen that is all thank you for coming. also i am dedicating this as a gift to my darling girlfriend @honey-boyyoongi​ it is only the distance between us that is making me write this instead of just doing it so y’all better be thankful we’re ldring

pairing: yoonji x reader ||| word count: 1.4k ||| genre: pwp

warnings for sexually explicit content: oral, fingering, teasing, soft dom yoonji

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You love to watch her cook.

She moves around the kitchen as graceful as a dancer, your Yoonji, majestic from the curl of her fingers holding an onion as she dices it, to the rhythmic flick of her wrist while she tosses the contents of a sizzling pan.

Normally you feel your heart swell at the domestic sight, at how lucky you are and how talented she is, but you can’t deny that your blood is rushing for an entirely different reason.

“Stop squirming, you’re distracting me.”

You freeze at her low tone, halting your hips even as they ache to grind on the stool you’re sitting on. “Yoonji…”

“Be patient. I just need to prep this and then it can go in the oven.”

Biting your lip, you squeeze your thighs tightly together as your girlfriend tosses her sleek brown hair over her shoulder with a careless jerk of her head. It had been growing quickly all summer, and she’d long since surpassed her usual bob length. You could tell the longer locks bothered her, always forgetting to tie it up, but you had a much more positive view. All the better to tug, in your opinion.

The thought brings a whine to the back of your throat, and you cough hastily to mask it.

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The Gentlemen’s Club

Group: BTS

Characters: Jung Hoseok x female reader, all members make an appearance throughout, reader’s best friend Tamyra

Genre: plot with smut in it, story of a Dom/sub relationship; SELF-DISCOVERY!

Kinks: BDSM; Dom!Hoseok; voyeurism; exhibitionism; role play; role reversal; sensory deprivation; light bondage; orgasm delay/denial; multiple pairings

Word count: 40,000+ (completed)

Summary: You’ve been in a dating drought, more specifically, a sex drought. Your best friend has the perfect remedy for your problem: The Gentlemen’s Club.

Excerpt: “What does he do?”

“Dominant/submissive power play. He is the Dominant figure, a Master or Daddy, if you will, and he takes on clients as submissives. Can include, but not limited to: degradation, bondage, caging. It’s pretty self-explanatory, really. You would have to be willing to give over complete control to him. That’s something I can’t see you doing.”

For the first time in the conversation, you are quiet. Perhaps it’s the alcohol taking effect. You ended your previous relationship because you were tired of being told what to do, and your opinions were never taken seriously. Why would you willingly engage in that behavior?

“Y/N?” Tamyra calls.

Read on Ao3 (full version posted)

Read on Wattpad (reposting due to new account)

okay I remember when I first started reading fanfiction this fic blew my fucking mind. I was like holy shit, there is just so much straight porn here people do this???? And here I am, years later, doing the same. This was like the first fic I read that enlightened me to the category of smut. Good on ya mate.

It’s also hella intense. Wam bam thank you ma’am gang bang bangtan is my jam.

the switch

→scenario: You think you’re getting a normal Christmas present from your boyfriend Hoseok, but what he doesn’t tell you is that your gift includes a special power he and the rest of the boys have, enabling them to switch off between one another… during sex.

→pairing: bts | reader

→genre: smut

→word count: 9,085

→read it on wattpad and ao3!

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All I Want | JJK/KTH

Pairing: Jungkook x Taehyung x Fem!Reader Genre: Smut, Fluff Word Count: 4.7K Synopsis: It’s a Christmas miracle you caught Jungkook and Taehyung crossing paths under the mistletoe. Tis the season for generosity, and being the bearers of good tidings, how could they ever deny your request to watch? Rating: M (18+) Warnings: Casual sex, dom/sub behavior, Jungkook is best boy as always, oral (m & f receiving), fingering (m & f receiving), anal (mxm), dirty talk, cursing, food play 🥵aka misuse of custard pudding, light spanking, anal creampie, and an awful crackhead ending feat. Jimin the baker (sorry, not sorry). A/N: This is part of the Snollab winter collab with @joopiterjoon​ @ot7always​ @ezralia-writes​ @jinpanman​ @thatlongspringnight​ and @wwilloww​! A big thank you to Willow for including me in this. It was a pleasure working with these fine writers, who have worked hard to bring some holiday cheer to Tumblr this year. Enjoy! ❤️💚❤️

Jungkook’s lips graze Tae’s to test the waters as a fresh sprig of mistletoe hangs high above their heads. “For how long?” He asks in a short tone, breath fanning over his friend’s cheeks.

Sure, he sounds annoyed, but the way he’s gripping onto Taehyung’s waist as his other cups the man’s jaw says that perhaps this moment isn’t wholly unwelcome. 

“Three long, excruciating minutes.” Your smile shines as bright as twinkling fairy lights on a douglas fir. “And the timer goes backwards if you skip the tongue.”

Taehyung inches closer to his friend with a shit-eating grin. “I have no problem with that.”

“See?” You nod to Jungkook. “He has no problem with that.”

“That’s great, Noona. I’m glad.” 

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Posting my own work on my rec blog cuz u gotta rec yourself to love yourself

Cane Sugar | KNJ

Pairing: Namjoon x reader

Genre: +18, PWP, smut

Warnings/Tags: Impact play, dom!Joon, brat!reader, degredation, cane-spanking, sex, aftercare

WC: 3.5k

a/n: Inspired by those goddamn daddy long leg photos. I haven’t written smut in a while, so I’m excited to post this :D Plus it is a sub-reader, which I don’t do often. Thank you to @wwilloww​ for betareading and coming up with a name, please be my agent.

“Baby, you home?” Namjoon’s voice calls from inside the house as you enter. It floats to you on the air of nonchalance, but you know better.

He’d been waiting for you.

You grip the doorknob tight and take a deep breath before you finally close the door and let go.

You’re in trouble.

And yet, you can’t help the devilish smile that has you twisting your lips to keep it under control as you remove your shoes in the entryway. You pad lightly into the living room, hands innocently laced behind your back as you peer in only for your breath to catch in your throat.

Namjoon hadn’t changed out of his work clothes, elbows perched on his crossed legs and hands folded neatly on his chin. His gaze, dragon-like with the cut of his stare and burning with the embers, locks onto you once you appear. He recrosses his long legs, his slacks stretching and the shine of his shoes catching in the low lamp light, and you notice something caught across his lap.

A cane.

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Moon

◽ Genre: Urban Fantasy, Romance, Smut

◽ Pairing: Faun!Kim Seokjin x (f)Reader

◽ Rating: 18+

◽ Warning(s): Mentions of breakups, slight depression, magical creatures, talking pets, light drinking, a head injury, fainting, heavy kissing, male and female arousal, fingering, dirty talk

◽ Word count: 4.4k

◽ Credits: Many thanks to @8makes1cheese​​​ and @shadowsremedy​​​ for looking this over and giving me much needed feedback. Yall are amazing!!!!💜💜

◽ A/N: @jinterlude​ Kimchi love, happy birthday 🎂🎉 to you!!! I hope you enjoy this fic 💜

“Watch it Hobi!” A young woman yelled, running up the stairs after him.

The male grunted as he pushed the door open with his foot, juggling the boxes in his hands. He let out a frustrated noise dropping them to the floor. His eyes met hers, lips already forming a pout. 

“Seriously Y/N. How much shit do you own?”

She shrugged walking in to assess the size of her loft. “It’s only a few things.”

He barked out a laugh looking around at the numerous boxes strewn across the floor. “You call this a few? Aigoo.” He removed his hat, brushing his fingers through his auburn tresses with a sigh. “When I said I’d help, I didn’t realize we were gonna spend the whole day doing it.”

Y/N chuckled walking over to pinch his cheeks causing him to groan. “I really, really appreciate you helping me out Hobi. Seriously I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

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