Who Do You Belong To?

Who do you belong to?

pairing: Jeon Jungkook x reader

genre: smut, tiny bit of angst

word count: 2,300

warnings: smut, jealousy, angst, rough sex, possesive Jungkook

description: Your jealous boyfriend Jungkook wasn’t happy about seeing Taehyung touching you and decided to teach you a lesson.

You stood in front of the mirror, wearing your new dress and adored how wonderful you looked. It was pitch black, Jungkook’s favourite colour on you, and it accentuated your curves perfectly. The deep v-cut didn’t leave much to the imagination and your back was almost bare because the dress ended shortly over the end of your spine. You did your hair in an updo which underlined your décolleté even more. Luckily, the bite marks Jungkook gave you two weeks ago were already gone. You scolded him after that time and even though he pouted that he couldn’t mark ‘his territory’ he let it be, knowing well that his time will come again.

When you left your shared bedroom, Jungkook is already waiting for you in the living room and plays with his phone.

“Let’s go.” You chirped happily about finally being able to go to the ball with him as his girlfriend. You’ve been in a relationship for over three years but only a few weeks ago, you made it public. Being able to show him your endless love even if others are around is definitely something you missed for a very long time.

When Jungkook saw you his lips parted, completely stunned by your outfit. “You.. wow.” He couldn’t find the right words to express how beautiful you looked so he walked over to you and kissed you passionately. He leaned a bit down and whispered in your ear “You look so-”

He stopped speaking when his hands roamed over your back, only to feel that there was nothing but your bare flesh. No bra, nothing. Jungkook grabbed you by your shoulders and turned you with a quick motion around. “What’s that?”

“What is what?” You chuckled nervously and Jungkook’s strong grip on you sent shivers down your spine.

“Don’t act so innocent. I won’t let you go to this ball looking like this. Dress yourself properbly.” he groaned in your ear. “Only I am allowed to see you so exposed. Get me?”

Something that Jungkook and you had in common was your love to provoke the other. Your fights were always playful of course and often ended in heated make out sessions. This time was no other so you refused to do as he said. “No, I won’t. I can wear whatever I want to so stop telling me what do.” With these words you went to the door, got your matching high heels and walked to his car.

Jungkook stayed a few moments longer in your house, trying to process what happened a few moments ago. “Wait until we get home. I will teach you some manners, you little brat.” He grunted while fixing the growing erection in his pants that your rude behaviour and your dressed caused. Jungkook couldn’t wait to come home again.

The ride to the ball was pretty much spent in silence. You wondered whether your boyfriend was really mad at you for going out like this but you couldn’t care less because it’s your life and your decision.

When you arrived at the party, the other boys were already waiting for you so you quickly rushed over to them. Jungkook followed behind you, noticing how your ass moved from side to side. God, you really know how to rile him up.

You gave everybody a warm hug but you couldn’t ignore how Taehyung’s breath was coated with alcohol. He wasn’t drunk but definitely a bit tipsy. “You shouldn’t drink too much, oppa.” You said and patted his shoulder lightly. Jungkook gritted his teeth when he heard you called Taehyung 'oppa’. Maybe it just slipped out of your mouth without thinking twice but it made Jungkook’s blood boiling anyways.

You spent the evening with the seven of them. Occasionally, you danced with Jungkook but after that, he always excused himself because he needed to greet some people. Not wanting to be alone, you went to Taehyung and stood next to him.

“Y/N, you look extremely sexy today.” Taehyung’s voice was evidence of how drunk he was. He put his right hand on top of your shoulder and caressed it. “Jungkook really is a lucky man.” His hand went further down until it was resting on your waist.

You stepped a bit away from Taehyung, not wanting that he touched you there. “Stop it. Maybe you should go home and rest a bit, Tae.” You replied, your voice barely a whisper.

He pulled you back towards him by your waist and you slowly start to feel intimidated by him. You looked around in hope to find someone you know but in vain. Taehyung nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck and inhaled your scent. “You smell so good but I bet you taste even better.”

With that being said, he lifted his head up on the same level of yours. “God, what would I give to rip this dress of you.” Your lips being only a few inches away from each other, you laid your hands on his chest to push him off of you but Taehyung was stronger than you and pulled you back to him while holding your head in place. When he draw his lips closer to you, you let out a whimper and squinched your eyes together, waiting for your lips to meet each other.

But that moment never came. Somebody pulled you out of Taehyung’s grab and when you opened your eyes, it was nobody else but your boyfriend, Jungkook. “How you dare to touch my girlfriend?” Jungkook pushed his friend violently against a wall. While you tried to calm your boyfriend down.

“Jagiya, he is just drunk. Nothing happened so let him be.” Furiously, he turned his head to face you.

“We will talk later.” Jungkook’s voice sounded deep and full of anger. It was scary seeing him so aggressive like that but it also aroused you at the same time.

“I don’t care whether you’re drunk. She clearly did not want you to touch her. We’ll talk again when you’re sober.” Jungkook turned now fully around to face you. He grabbed your wrist and dragged you behind him. “Let’s go home.”

His breath was still heavy from his rage when you two arrived at home. He opened your house, waited for you to come inside and as soon as he closed the door, Jungkook pushed you against it.

“I told you not to wear this fucking dress but you won’t hear.” His hands were on each side of your head and he pressed his body tightly on yours. The material of the cold door on your bare back gave you goosebumps.

Jungkook crashed his lips hungrily on yours. “I’ve waited to whole evening to finally be able to do this.” He bit your lower lip that caused you to moan and to press your hips forward. Jungkook groaned at the friction this movement gave him and he continued to rock his crotch against your pelvic bone. “Whenever I saw you in that dress, I got a boner so I always headed to the toilet to fix this.” Jungkook nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck and pressed needy kisses against your skin.

So that’s the reason why he always excused himself. “But I could’ve helped you, babe.”

“No. I didn’t want to interrupt Taehyung and you.” He grunted, his soft voice a few seconds ago long forgotten. He stopped his loving kisses, picked you up and dragged you through the kitchen to your bedroom as if you weigh nothing.

Jungkook literally threw you onto the bed before throwing his jacket into a corner. He loosened his tie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt before both dropped onto the floor. You bit your lower lip in anticipation of what was coming next, your eyes not leaving Jungkook for a second. He threw his shirt next to his jacket and unbuckled his belt with a teasingly slow pace. He stepped out of his trousers while you continued to roam your eyes over his well-toned body until they took in the picture of Jungkook’s bulge. You wettened your lips with your tongue, unable to stop staring at his erection with a tiny smile.

“Let’s see if you can still smile after I’m done with you.” Jungkook walked over to you and crawled over the bed until he was kneeling between your legs. “Why did you have to wear this stupid dress?” He opened the button behind your neck and let the dress fall down. Your breasts were now fully exposed and he grabbed them roughly, one in each hand.

“This evening could’ve been so nice..” Jungkook pinched your erect nipples between his thumb and index finger while peppering quick kisses along your jawline and down your neck. “But you rather wanted to get eye-fucked by all guests.”

He violently sucked on the soft flesh of your neck, remembering how the boys watched your breasts and your ass wiggle while you danced with him. You let out a gasp when Jungkook pushed you down the mattress, ripped your dress into two pieces and threw it in a corner.

“Jungkook! Was this really necessary?” you complained because this really was your favourite dress and you thought your boyfriend liked it too.

“I will buy you a new one. You look better naked anyways.” He groaned now that you were laying just with your panties on in front of him. Jungkook could never get enough of the sight of you, no matter how often he has seen you like this before.

He travelled his right hand down to your core while his left hand massaged your breast. He kissed his way over your collarbone and down your chest until he reached your breasts. His mouth began to plant kisses around your nipple while his left hand pinched the other rosy bud.

"J-Jungkook.. please.” You moaned under his touch, hoping he will touch you soon where you needed him the most. Jungkook continued the ministrations of your breasts while sucking on your nipple. His right hand that rested on your waist, travelled further down your body until it reached the hem of your panties. Jungkook made a motion as if he was going to pull your panties down but stopped when he saw you biting your lip.

“Not yet, baby.” Jungkook’s hand now cupped your crotch, moaning when he felt that your panties are soaked with arousal. “How can you already be that wet?”

“Did Taehyung made you that wet?” He asked you with a harsh voice but when you didn’t reply, he softly bit your nipple.

“Ah.. n-no” you moaned when his teeth touched your breasts. “O-Only y-you can make me this wet.”

“And only I can make you moan this loud.” He rubbed his crotch against your thigh, trying to gain any kind of friction. “Oh fuck it..” Jungkook pulled away from you to took his underwear off. His cock sprang free and bounced up a bit so it touched his abdomen. Also your panties were pulled down quickly by Jungkook.

“I’ve waited for this the whole evening.” Jungkook pants heavily and laid now fully on top of you. He kisses you passionately while shoving the tip of his cock through your folds.

“Please stop teasing.” you whined when he circled his tip around your entrance and it seemed like he didn’t has the intention to stop this soon.

“You want me to fuck you?” He whispered into your ear before nuzzling his head again into the crook of your neck. “You want me to show you who you belong to?”

Your whimpering was the only answer needed so he shoved his dick into you and without giving you time to adjust, Jungkook began to thrust into you. His pace was slow but the power within his thrusts was overwhelming.

With your fingernails, you began to scratch his muscular back to find some relief and stop yourself from moaning too loud. But Jungkook grabbed you by your wrists and shoved them over your head.

“No touching. You’ve been a bad girl.” His lips curved into a tiny smile, his hips still rocking into you. With his left hand, he hold your wrists in place and with his other hand he knelt you breast and pinched your nipples. His pace increased slowly until you were begging for his mercy.

“You want me to go faster?” After you nodded eagerly, he murmured “I will give you what you want but don’t complain tomorrow morning.”

With that being said, he began to thrust into you restlessly. He hit your sweet spot over and over again and sent you over the edge.

“J-Jungkook!” you moaned his name over and over again. It was like music to his ears. Only his name was allowed to fall from the beautiful lips of yours.

“Tell me who you belong to.” Jungkook groaned loudly, his thrusts getting sloppier the faster he approached his climax. With his right hand he reached down between your legs and circled with his fingers around your clit before pinching it between his fingers.

“T-To you..” You melted under his touch and gasped for air when he began to rub your clit. “I o-only belong to y-you, Jungkook.”

“That’s right. Nobody can fuck you so good like I do. ” He thrusts faster into you until you were a moaning mess under him. When he pinched your clit again you clenched hard around him and pressed the back of your head into the pillow as you had your orgasm.

“Oh f-fuck, you’re so tight for me.” Jungkook groaned loudly and bit his lower lip. “I-I’m gonna cum” With one final thrust, he released his load inside of you and rode his high out with sloppy movements.

Jungkook collapsed on top of you, and buried his head into the crook of your neck “That was truly amazing.”

“We should definitely do this again.” You chuckled lightly while petting his hair. “Even though I probably will be sore tomorrow.”

“Yeah but the next time you better wear a dress that is less revealing.”

Notes: So ladies and gentlemen, this was my first smut I’ve ever written. I hope it wasn’t that bad because I want to write more of these (If you want me to of course). Let me know which member I shall do next and request something!

Have a wonderful day!

13/06/2018

Masterlist

Don’t Delete M JJK

Jungkook x Reader who is cheating on Yoongi A Short Smutty smut smut smut 

Yoongi asks how it was, but it’s route, and you’re pretty sure he’s not had fresh feelings for you since the new year.

“I’m not sure we should get together anymore,” you say flatly, hanging up your jacket and kicking off your boots. “They only talk about their kids.”

“Oh.”

“But dessert was good.”

You know too many details would be suspicious, but at times you fantasize about pushing it. Would anything happen if you came home and answered that you watched blue mice dance the Watusi? Would Yoongi’s fingers leave the keyboard? Would his eyes move to meet yours?

Even in bed, he’s not yours- not with you. It’s always something else, something for work. That’s what’s driven you to someone else. You didn’t set off to be in this position, waiting for a welcome home touch. If Yoongi kissed you good morning or welcome home, you wouldn’t be in the doorway thinking how your one stick of wintermint gum might not mask the taste of your kiss. It would be bittersweet and the salt of another man’s skin. 

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i hate you, i love you. (m) | 01

PT.1 | PT.2 | Drabbles

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

Genre: Angst/Smut

Description: You hated him at seven, warmed up to him at twelve, and liked him at fifteen. Now the two of you are twenty years old and inseparable best friends… and you’re absolutely in love with him; he’s in love too—just not with you. 

Word Count: 10,389

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You were seven years old when you first met Jeon Jungkook, and it was without question that you absolutely, undeniably, irrefutably, hated him.

You hated his everything, from the way kids in your class flocked to him like he was some sort of radiant sun, to the way he teased you in passing, to the way he’d stare at you out of the corner of his eye, but most of all you hated that stupidly beautiful bunny like grin that never failed to make your heart skip a beat.

You remembered the first day school started back from winter break so clearly. The teacher announced that it was time to change assigned seats. A lot of the kids whined in sadness at having to be ripped away from their friends, but you on the other hand didn’t really mind the change since you hadn’t become too close to your desk mate… that is until his name was called.

Your eyes widened as you watched the happy-go-lucky raven haired boy take the seat next to yours. A frustrated sigh left your lips as you tried to keep your sights forward and away from the brightly lit grin that was visible through your peripheral.

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Lineage (M)

Pairing: Duke Yoongi x Princess Reader

Word Count: 6.7K

Summary: When an engagement locks you, the 8th and forgotten princess, to the duke infamous for his cruelty, you find yourself counting the days until your inevitable death. It’s terrifying to think of your end, but when you arrive at his territory, you realize there’s a more morbid reason behind your marriage, and that the duke is much worse than the rumors have painted him out to be.

Warnings:  HEAVY yandere themes, mentions of gore and death, near-death experiences, obsessive behaviors, manipulation, dubcon smut (reader is a virgin, fingering, unprotected sex), 18+, explicit language

A/N: Part 1 of Lineage! Took 3 months, a messy outline, and 2 drafts that I decided I hated halfway through writing and deleted before starting over to finish one part. Tags of people who replied to the preview will be added in a reblog. Thank you for everyone who has been waiting and has shown support for the preview of Lineage and my writing account overall! This is inspired by the multitude of Korean webnovels I’ve been reading during quarantine. If you like it, please leave a comment because I will cry out of joy and this took me a WHILE to get out of the drafts. Enjoy!

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‘‘Duke,’’ the king’s teeth chattered in terror as he spoke, his voice low. “What have you come to visit me for?”

Yoongi closed his eyes briefly as if he was in thought. Normally, he’d be furious at the lack of efficiency, but something stopped him from simply slicing the fool’s head off with his sword. After all, there was a much more important matter at hand that he needed to deal with.

‘‘My king, you do,’’ Yoongi spoke slowly,’’ remember our deal, don’t you? I win the war against the bordering kingdom and give you a considerable sum, and you…’’

Yoongi directed a pointed look at the king, and the king flinched before hurrying over to his desk. He fumbled around with the papers on it, even knocking down a stack of sealed and stamped documents with his shaking elbows, before extracting a small silver-framed portrait.

Yoongi could see the tremor in the man’s hands as he handed him the portrait, but Yoongi only exhaled softly, almost as if he was relieved, as he took hold of the small painted picture.

Pretty long-lashed eyes that warmly sparkled despite paint being the only medium used, curved lips like budding flowers, and silky tresses that swooped past her delicate shoulders. The maiden etched into the canvas was not known as a beauty compared to her extravagantly dressed older sisters, but to Yoongi, she was worth much more than the other princesses combined. Yoongi gripped the portrait a little tighter, his hands slightly clammy.

‘‘You wanted the 8th princess, Princess [Y/N], as your bride,’’ the ruler before him sputtered. “As soon as you’re ready, I will have the engagement officially announced.”

Yoongi broke out of his reverie and tucked the portrait into the pocket of his coat before getting up from his seat. ‘’Thank you, my King. I will never forget the kindness you have bestowed upon the House of Min.’’

As Yoongi was about to open the door, the king called out once again.

‘‘Duke Min, if I may ask, why do you have so much interest in the 8th princess? I would have never thought she would suit your preferences. If you wanted, you could have the crown princess. Her beauty is known even in distant lands, and she is skilled—”

Yoongi coldly smiled at the pathetically shivering man, interrupting him sharply,’’ Do not interfere in personal matters, my King. Long live the Sun of the Kingdom.’’

The door clicked shut behind him, and the king sagged further into his extravagantly plush ruby couch. For the first time in his greedy life, the king truly felt sympathy for the young princess he had just sold to the notoriously named Duke of Hell.

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devilish | kth | m

— summary; in which Taehyung has a bit too much fun toying with your limits. 

— contents and warnings; pwp, smut, Taehyung x reader, established relationship, edging, guided masturbation, dirty talk, corruption kink, sliiiight dumbification, dom!tae, mentions of past virginity loss, mentions of blowjobs, mirror, begging, orgasm control, praise kink, use of the word “slut”, cockwarming, unprotected sex 

— words; 2,4k

— author’s note; this request has been sitting in my askbox since forever because I was stuck with the last version of it. Eventually I deleted that document and completely changed the plot (or lack thereof), and now here we are. I really like corruption kink so :) this was a nice ride 

Requested by anon! 

Taehyung was almost convinced that you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. 

Granted, he was biased. He had been dating you for some time now, but, in his defense, he was positive that the wind had been knocked out of him (how cliche) the first time he had laid eyes on you. And it all went downhill from there. Taehyung became a bit more crazy about you every time he saw you, paid a bit more attention to the small details that he might have missed before — the way you played with your hair, the shy tug of your lips every time he made a flirtatious remark, the fluttering of your eyelashes when you leaned away after a kiss. It was all beautiful, perfect, created by angels just for him. And he loved every second of it. 

It was just a matter of time before his little obsession leaked into the bedroom and Taehyung didn’t hesitate to make good use of it. Even if you were a bit embarrassed by it, always a blushing, fumbling mess, Taehyung liked to watch you play with yourself as he told you what to do: where to touch, how to move, when to stop. And you were always so good for him — following his orders eagerly, giving him more every time he asked you to. 

You were so, so perfect that he thought he was dreaming. He couldn’t have wished for a better girlfriend. 

“That’s it, baby, take it slow,” his husky voice sounded next to your ear, one of his hands caressing your hair gently. You had your back pressed against his chest, sitting between his legs, with your own thighs open and pushed up to the level of your breasts. He could see everything like that. “So pretty. You’re always so pretty for me.” 

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viki & hickeys

the 8th installment to netflix & chill :~)

SUMMARY Just like in those Viki dramas Jungkook likes, the world around you is enveloped in shades of pink and red, kisses and hearts, so many goddamn roses it makes you sneeze. It’s absolutely perfect— nothing could possibly go wrong when there’s so much love in the air.  WARNINGS a little hurt + a lot of comfort, mentions of cheating!villain!jin, insecure!kook, emotional breakdowns, mentions of jk’s lonely past, jk cries :( smut in the forms of making out, eating out, fingering, clit play, hickeys, jk likes cum, double orgasm, squirting, tiny praise kink, blindfolding, rough + unprotected sex, doggy style, choking!!!, breeding/impreg kink, JEALOUS KOOK, mini hand kink, a lil bit of spanking, degradation, he gets progressively meaner lol oc cries MISC there’s a lot of fuckin plot omfg -_-, it’s Valentine’s Eve!, doyeon makes Some Points, mentions of park seojoon juicy ass, they go on a d8 😳, oc like rlly wants to marry him, oc commits double phone homicide  RATING m (18+) WC 16.3k !!!! ik its fckin LOOOONG

NOTES (!) in true Viki fashion, here’s an nc fic where there’s like 3 different plot lines n a hot male antagonist <3 this series started off as just me wanting to write smut n it still is! now i just like to infuse different levels of angst into it as well </3 as always, lemme know what u think!! i proofread it twice but one of those times had been at 4 am so if u see a typo no u didn’t. also here’s a gif  of jungkook crying during a dolly parton performances and here’s another gif of jungkook crying bc it’s scary how pretty he looks

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