Guyz I'm Tired, Don't Know Whyyyy

guyz I'm tired, don't know whyyyy

I will must make the M.list tomorrow.

I say these same words to myself a thousand times a day😭😭

drive you insane | Kim Seokjin drabble

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; Your senior knows very well how to drive you insane.

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut, fuck buddies, uni mates, age gap (2 or 3 years)

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: senior student Seokjin x reader

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex, orgasm denied, oral (f receiving), fingering while fucking with tongue, spitting, maybe there's more, I've forgotten.

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.2k+

a/n: I actually wrote it last night because I was incredibly bored and my mind just wasn't functioning properly. So, I wrote down whatever thoughts popped into my head at that time while I was listening (drive you insane). If this type of theme doesn't interest you, feel free to skip it. 💃

© 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐲 [𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝]

"Yeah~ just like that-um", you let out a soft moan, feeling your back arch and your eyes roll back in pleasure. The sensation is so intense that you start to wonder if you might pass out. Your nails dig into his shoulders, clinging to him as if your life depends on it. The feeling of your senior's dick deep inside you, hitting your g-spot, is absolutely mind-blowing. He never fails to impress you with his sex skills in bed. You're grateful that you took the chance and asked him to hook up at the university party. That day, he claimed you completely, devouring you with every thrust. You were his, and he made sure to fuck you until you couldn't even walk straight the next day.

He withdrew his cock from deep within you, leaving you feeling a sense of loss as if a piece of your heart had been taken away. But it was the effect of his dick that you simply couldn't resist.

Even when early today he engaged in conversation with his friends, you found yourself captivated by the way his Adam's apple would prominently move up and down as he spoke. Your mouth would water at the sight of his Adam's apple bobbing. Your weakness was undeniably his Adam's apple and his dick. You longed for him to take you right then and there, and you acted on that desire by sending him a message expressing your need to be fucked. He gave his friends an apologetic smile as he bid them farewell in a hurry, taking you to his dorm. Throughout the journey, you couldn't help but smile like a fool, knowing that he too couldn't resist you.

"Hmm? Are you asking me to pleasure your sweet little pussy exactly the way you want?"

He whispers softly, his voice resonating with the intensity of the passionate sex encounter taking place in his dorm room. His gaze, filled with desire, locks onto yours, making it impossible for you to resist any longer the longing for him deep inside you. With a desperate yearning, you arch your hips, yearning for the connection between your bodies. However, he retreats, settling on his knees before you. A mischievous smirk dances upon his plump, perfectly shaped lips, causing you to clench around emptiness.

"Please, Jin," you plead, your eyes welling up with tears as you never break eye contact with his now sparkling gaze, clearly amazed to see you so vulnerable beneath him.

"What Jin? Words baby, 'cause i asked you something", he responds with a playful tone, and it's unable to deny how much you love this side of him. It's fascinating how he asks you questions during intimate sex moments and becomes serious when you're unable to answer due to the overwhelming pleasure he brings. You prop yourself up on your elbows, partially sitting up, just so you can get a better view of him.

'Fuck' A soft curse escapes your lips as you feel his intense gaze burning into your nacked body. You can't help but notice how his chest rises and falls with each breath, how his broad shoulders seem even broader in this small room. His hair, damp with sweat, falls perfectly over his forehead, just the way you like it. You find yourself yearning to run your tongue along his perfectly toned skin, from his abdomen all the way up to his neck. And his impressive dick, reaching his abdomen, looks so hard, throbbing, and enticing that you can't help but desire to take it in your hands and feel it deep inside you. Your impatience grows, and he's the reason for your desperate longing. After all, who in the entire university wouldn't want him? All the girls desire him, and you're no exception. But what sets you apart is that he hasn't been with anyone else on campus except for you.

"Yes, I want you to treat my pussy like I want", your request was clear, your desire evident in the way you spoke. Your voice, hoarse and unrecognizable to your own ears, betrayed the urgency of your need. But the focus wasn't on that, was it? No, the focus was on him, on making him understand what you craved. You're craving his dick.

However, as you looked at him, it seemed like he had other plans. His eyebrow cocked up in a mischievous manner, a smirk dancing on his plump, pink lips. His body shifted slightly, moving closer until his face was level with yours. His warm breath fanned across your lips, sending a shiver down your spine. You were under his spell, completely at his mercy.

"I'm not going to give it to you the way you want," he whispered, his voice dripping with lust. It dawned on you then that he was going to play with you, with your mind, with your body. And he knew exactly how to play the game.

He moves in more closer, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and hunger. His lips gently graze yours, sending shivers down your spine. You can't help but lift your head to meet his kiss, only to be surprised when he suddenly grabs your neck firmly with one hand and pins both of your wrists with his other hand. Your eyes widen in shock at this new, unexpected move. Your body responds with a surge of arousal, your senses heightened by his touch.

As he leans in closer, his eyes now filled with a sense of urgency, he playfully nips at your lower lip, causing you to instinctively wrap your legs around him, drawing him even nearer. You can feel the heat of his body against yours, his hard dick pressing against your wet pussy. But just as you start to give in to the moment, he bites down on your lip a bit too hard, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from you. Despite the pain, you maintain eye contact with him, a single tear escaping from your eye.

In a sudden shift of mood, he releases your lip, neck, and wrists all at once, rising to his knees once again as his gaze darkens.

"Turn over onto your stomach," he commands, his voice firm and authoritative. Without hesitation, you comply, your body moving almost on its own accord in response to his dominance. You can sense that he's about to take things to a new level, exploring uncharted territory with you. Though he's been rough with you in the past, this new side of him, with his orders and control, is both thrilling and intoxicating. It's a side of him you've never seen before, and you find yourself eagerly anticipating what comes next.

He grabbed your knees firmly, lifting them effortlessly onto his shoulders. In an instant, your whole body was suspended in the air, with only your hands and face touching the plushy surface beneath you. Your hands instinctively clutched the bedsheets, holding on for dear life as you felt the rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins. A strange sound escaped your lips, a mixture of surprise and anticipation as you realized how vulnerable you were in this position.

"Jin, what are you going to do?" you managed to stammer out, your voice trembling with uncertainty. You couldn't see his face, but you could sense his amusement as he chuckled softly in response to your question. His smirk seemed to grow wider, adding to the mystery of his intentions.

"Just going to drive you insane," he replied cryptically, his words sending a shiver down your spine. You weren't sure if you understood his logic, but you knew that he had the power to unravel your senses with ease. As his face drew closer to your drenched core, his hot breath fanning over your sensitive skin, you couldn't help but arch forward in response. The sudden proximity of his face to your most intimate parts made you gasp, causing you to grip the bedsheets even tighter.

He's exploring new territory today, and it's leaving you wondering why. In the past, he's always pleasured you but never indulged in tasting you. He's made it clear that he would never taste any woman, so why is today different? Why do you have this overwhelming feeling that he's going to devour you?

And just as you suspected, he does exactly that. With a long, sensual lick, he explores every inch of your clit, slit, and folds all at once. The intensity of the moment causes your eyes to shut tightly, and your mouth opens wide in silent awe. Your heart races, feeling as though it might burst from your chest, and the sound of your own heartbeat fills your ears.

He withdraws his tongue from your clit, only to firmly grasp your torso with his large palms as he moves his head further between your thighs. This time, he takes your cunt into his mouth, causing a sinful growl to escape from his lips and a moan of pleasure to escape from yours. And then he repeats it, over and over again.

Lick and suck.

The sensation is so intense that your abdomen clenches, and you feel like you're on the verge of exploding on his face. Your pussy vibrates with pleasure, and he knows just as well as you do that you're about to climax. But he doesn't stop. Instead, he nibbles on your cunt between his teeth, spits on your pussy, and plunges his tongue deep inside your hole, fucking you with his beautiful tongue.

"Oh my fucking God", you found yourself overwhelmed with pleasure, letting out a series of passionate moans as you moved your hips against his face. The sounds of desire escaping his throat only fueled your arousal further as he eagerly pleasured you. Your body tensed as you clenched around his tongue, the sensation both embarrassing and incredibly satisfying. The intensity of the moment built up until you couldn't hold back any longer, needing to let him know you were on the brink of climax. Struggling to lift your head to meet his gaze, you realized the effort was almost painful and you'll break you neck if you try harder.

"Jin, stop I'm going-", your voice was abruptly silenced by a gag as his two fingers entered your core. His tongue still exploring deep inside you, his fingers began to move within you, skillfully finding that spot you were craving for his dick to be. But instead, it was now filled with his tongue and digits, pleasuring you in a way you never imagined. The sensation of him fucking you with both his fingers and tongue simultaneously was overwhelming.

Unexpectedly, you reached the peak of pleasure and cum all over his face as he continued to pleasure you with his tongue and fingers. Your entire body vibrated with ecstasy as you experienced one of the most intense orgasms of your life. However, the moment was shattered when reality hit you like a ton of bricks - you came on his face. Your face flushed with embarrassment, realizing it was the first time he had ever eaten someone out.

But as he licks you once again, your thoughts are abruptly interrupted. The intensity of the moment makes it difficult to process everything what's happening. However, what you can register are the shallow breaths escaping your lips, evidence of the small pleasure coursing through your body again. And then you realized, it's something unexpected - he's cleaning up the aftermath of your powerful orgasm with his tongue.

'Oh fuck'

It's an intimate act.

As he removes your legs from his shoulders after cleaning you, a slight ache lingers on your hips, a reminder of his touch while he was devouring you. You decide to turn over and lie on your back, needing a moment to catch your breath.

When your eyes meet his face, your heart skips a beat. It's a surreal sight - your own orgasm painted across his chin and lips. But what truly takes your breath away is the mischievous grin on his face, his chest rising and falling in a rhythmic manner.

You can't help but smile back, a mix of humiliation and anticipation swirling within you. His eyes hold a different kind of intensity now, something primal and raw.

You're the first woman he's ever pleasured in this way, and judging by his expression, maybe he thoroughly enjoyed it.

You couldn't help but ask, "Why did you eat me out?" even though you didn't really want to. But, curiosity got the best of you.

He wiped away the remnants of your essence from his lips, using the back of his hand. Slowly, he inched closer to you, his movements captivating your attention.

"You always looked at me with those intense eyes, silently urging me to taste you. So, I decided to give it a shot," he explained, causing a smile to involuntarily form on your lips as you listened. He seemed hesitant to admit it, but you couldn't help but wonder if he enjoyed it, if he liked your flavor.

"You enjoyed? Didn't you?" you asked, trying to mask any hint of insecurity with a playful tone.

He chuckled softly, rising from the bed. Your gaze trailed down to his still erect dick, momentarily forgetting that he had fucked you before eating you out. He didn't force you into anything; he simply provided pleasure. Retrieving his pants and boxers from the floor, he dressed swiftly.

"Yeah, I enjoyed it a lot," he replied, pausing to meet your gaze before continuing with a smirk that lit up his handsome face.

"And fuck, I think I'll be doing it every day from now on."

Your eyes widened in surprise, a wide grin spreading across your face as he openly expressed his desire. He had truly driven you crazy.

wedding night | Jk Drabble

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you are married to your father's business partner, a man you have never laid eyes on before. your family has a longstanding tradition that's you have to sex on the wedding night.would you be able to accept this man as your husband, Would you be willing to do sex?

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut, fluff?

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jungkook x reader au!

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, light dirty talk, nipple playing, virgin y/n, fingring, cum licking, unprotected sex, soft and hard sex, double orgasm. husband jungkook is somethig else.

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 6.8k+

A/N : So, like, this is my first attempt at writing  steamy drabble. I've been wanting to do it for a while, but I was always too shy. But now, here I'm with this mf drabble *feeling super nervous*. Let me tell ya, writing smut ain't no walk in the park. Hopefully, you'll enjoy it though!

© 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐲 [𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝]

You're sitting on a massive bed, donning a luxurious wedding gown. The room is so vast that it could double as a home for someone less fortunate. Although you hail from an affluent family, his house surpasses even yours in size. The room is adorned with roses, beautifully and aesthetically arranged, which helps keep your nervousness at bay. Yet, you sit here alone, awaiting for your husband you've never laid eyes on in your entire life.

Well, your father suggested you take a look at his picture, but you declined. Because even if you denies your father would never reject his business partner. You had to brace yourself because you believed he might be an older man who wants a young adult in his fucking pants.

The biggest issue for you is that you're a virgin and you'll have to engage in a physical relationship with someone you don't even love. Your greatest fear, which is about to come true, is that you have to sex on wedding night, as it's a tradition in your family that couples must do so on their wedding night, even if they don't love each other. You never imagined this day would come for you, and you never thought your father would choose his business partner for you.

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupts your thoughts. After one knock, the door opens, and a maid enters, carrying a sleeping suit that resembles a nightgown. She approaches the bed and neatly places the dress on the corner of the mattress.

"Mam, sir wants you to change into these," she speaks melodiously, pointing to the dress.

You simply nod, and she disappears through the grand door.

Your nervousness returns after hearing "sir" from the maid's mouth. Your heart rate increases, but you try to stay composed. You place your soles on the cold tiles, stand up from your sitting position, and make your way to the bed's corner. You stop there and examine the nightgown: it's a black silk blouse , a long black gown that reaches your feet, and black silk trousers. After a quick glance, you pick up the dress and head toward the bathroom.

As you walk, soft rose petals scatter beneath your feet like cold feathers. You reach the bathroom and open the door. Your jaw drops as you take in the sight; the bathroom is also lavishly decorated with roses and candles. There's even a large jacuzzi tub adorned with rose petals, which seems to be both inviting and pulchritudinous. You step in wearing the plushy pair left outside the bathroom for you. Your expression remains one of awe.

As you walk further, you gently trace your fingers along the counter. After a few steps, you stand in front of the mirror, still finding it hard to believe you're in a wedding dress. You're now a married woman. How life has changed in just one day!. You were in your father's house yesterday, and today you're in the house of a man, or rather, an old man. You did all this for your father, but--. A tear escapes from your eye, and you quickly wipe it away.

You start to unzip your dress, removing it until you stand in your undergarments. You unclasp your bra and slide off your panties, leaving you naked before a big mirror. You unpin your bun and do everything while looking at your reflection, wanting to see the old you, the virgin, one last time. After unpinning your hair, you make your way to the jacuzzi tub to ease your nerves. Stepping in, the warm water immediately calms your anxiety.

After a relaxing bath and drying yourself off, you intend to put on the nightgown. However, you notice a box on the counter, beautifully wrapped in black paper with a note attached. You open the note and read,

"Wear these too."

A curious smile crosses your face, and you open the box, finding a lovely black bra and panty set inside. Heat rises to your cheeks, and you can't help but smile at the thought of your husband that he has obsession for black color. These small details bring you joy, but your smile faded because you forgot for a moment that the one you married was your father's business partner and he might be an old man.

You put on the black lingerie and then slip into your sleep dress. You finger-comb your hair and open the bathroom door, stepping out. However, you freeze in place when you see a handsome man sitting on the corner of your bed, legs wide apart, palms resting on the bed. He's wearing black pants and a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves, revealing his muscular, veiny arms. His slightly long, wet hair suggests he's just taken a shower. He has a fair complexion, light brown skin and his deep, expressive golden-brown eyes captivate you. He has a piercing on his lower lip, which adds to his attractiveness. You can't recall ever seeing such an elegant man in your entire life.

He clears his throat to get your attention, pulling you out of your thoughts.

You want to know who he is, so you ask in a low tone while still standing, "Who are you?"

He chuckles, understanding your confusion. Gesturing for you to come closer, you obey because you're curious. When you reach near him, he sits up straight and pats the bed next to him, but you remain standing, as he's still a stranger to you.

He senses your uncertainty and takes a deep breath. Your own breath hitches as he speaks, "Y/n, I am your husband."

His words hit you like a ton of bricks, and you feel like the ground has shifted beneath you. This can't be real. This handsome man as your father's business partner, your husband—it seems like a surreal joke, and you start to doubt your sanity.

"You're lying, aren't you?" you asked but he shook his head.

Your eyes widened with shock. Could he really be your husband? He gently caught your wrist and pulled you closer, making you sit beside him. You felt a little nervous because there was very little distance between the two of you, and your arm touched his narrow one. He looked into your eyes, and it felt like you were drowning in his brown gaze. His eyes seemed to hold a world of unspoken words.

His gaze shifted from your eyes to your lips and back again. When your eyes finally left his, you looked at his entire face. His cheeks had a slight tint of color, and he realized he was caught. Nervously, he cleared his throat, moved a bit away from you, took a deep breath, and looked at you again.

He spoke, "Well, first of all, you look beautiful in this gown."

You blushed and briefly avoided eye contact before regaining your composure.

You looked back at him and said melodiously, "Thank you."

"Okay, so I'm Jeon Jungkook, your dad's business partner, and your husband," he introduced himself.

"Y/N, I believe you thought I was some old man who partnered with your father in his business. I'm sure you're wondering how a young man could be your father's partner. I joined the company three years ago after my dad passed away, and your father was one of his friends. So, I partnered with Mr. Lee in his business. Well, I am quite the professional in the business world," as he explained you nodded understanding, but when he spoke last sentence, a smirk appeared on his face because he was praising himself.

"Y/N, if you have any questions, feel free to ask," he offered you with a sweet smile and you nodded. He found it cute and chuckled a little.

"Well how did you plan to marry me? or did you see me somewhere before?" you inquired.

You noticed that he looked everywhere except at you after you questioned him. While seeking his gaze you gently placed your palm on top of his hand, causing him to avert his eyes downwards. There is a sense of unfamiliar warmth within you, which may be attributed to the budding acceptance of him as your husband. Sensing his muscles tensing, you proceeded a bit further and hummed curiously. His eyes met yours, conveying an indescribable emotion that you had never witnessed before in his brown eyes. He's unable to resist any longer, taking your hand and placing it over his chest, where you sense his rapid heartbeat.

"Y/n, I first saw you at the office when you brought lunch for your dad during one of my meetings with him. Your eyes and innocence captivated me instantly, and that's when I knew I had given my heart to you. I asked your dad for your hand, and to my surprise, he accepted right away. It shocked me, as I never expected such immediate approval. Later, he revealed that you didn't want to see my picture and that our marriage was arranged. I believed that you might see me as an old man," he honestly explained, making your heart race.

His own heart was pounding as he poured out his feelings, locking eyes with you.

"Y/n, in straight words I love you," he declared, and you gazed into his eyes, realizing that love was what you had been seeking in those eyes. You could feel yourself melting for him. He gently squeezed your hand, then brought it to his lips, planting a tender kiss on your knuckles. Your throat went dry, his lips on your hand being an exquisite sensation, and you yearned for his lips on yours. His gaze now fixated on your lips, and you moistened them with your tongue. He leaned in closer, just an inch away from you, his shallow breath brushing your lips. But he paused, seeking your permission through your eyes.

You couldn't help yourself any longer, so you took matters into your own hands and closed the gap between you and him. His eyes widened at your daring move, yet in a moment, his surprise was replaced with blissful feelings as your lips touched his. His hand encircled your neck while the other grabbed your waist, bringing you even closer. His cold, tantalizing lip piercing touched your lower lip, which elicited an involuntary moan from you. He started to suck on your lower lip, causing another moan to escape your mouth. He smirked in the kiss, knowing his touch had an effect on you, and plunged his tongue into your mouth, which you welcomed with open mouth. His passionate kiss went on for a minute before you both had to break apart to catch your breath. Your breaths were shallow; his lips were swollen from the passionate makeout session, and you felt your body heat up with desire. He caressed his thumb over your cheek and gazed at you with passionate eyes.

He made you lie on the bed, his eyes smoldering with desire as he hovered over you.

His voice was laced with lust as he whispered, "Are you ready to be mine?"

Your body quivered with anticipation, already wet from the deep timbre of his voice. You nodded, unable to resist the magnetic pull he had on you. Without hesitation, he captured your lips with a hunger that left you breathless. His hand cupped your clothed breast, eliciting a moan from deep within you.

As he trailed wet kisses down your jaw and neck, you arched your back in ecstasy. He found your sensitive spot of neck and you couldn't help but moan louder, but he held you down with a firm grip on your belly. You were becoming a moaning mess, completely under his spell. His effect on you was undeniable, and your panties were already damp with your wetness. You could feel the bulge in his pants growing, matching the intensity of your desire.

He pulled away from your neck, breathing heavily as he looked into your eyes.

"Y/n, may I please take off this gown of yours?" he asks his husky voice was thick with desire, and you took a moment to catch your breath.

This was all new to you, but you knew you wanted him. He was the one for you, and you were ready to give him everything.

"Ju-Jungkook, everything that's happening to me is new, but I'm ready to give you all of me," you told him, your voice trembling with anticipation.

His eyes glistened with emotion, but then he looked at you with concern.

"You're a virgin?" he asked, and you nodded.

"Y/n, if you don't want to do this, we don't have to, okay?" he reassured you, but you placed your palm over his chest.

"I'm fine with it, Jeon," you assured him, and he found your voice angelic as he leaned in to claim your lips once more.

"Oh, so my baby yearns to be mine, aching with anticipation. Hmm", he playfully taunts you, and you find yourself yearning to disappear, to escape from this world entirely.

He studies your countenance, and a mischievous grin dances across his lips, causing your cheeks to flush. Is it embarrassment that tinges your face, or is it simply the effect of his infectious smile?

With a charming smile, he took your hand and helped you sit, his strong arms gently holding your waist. As he began to remove your gown, his cold fingers brushed against your bare arms, sending shivers down your spine. Soon, you were dressed in a stunning black silk blouse and trousers, with your black bra straps peeking out seductively. Jungkook's eyes were fixated on your shoulders, and you could feel his gaze burning into your skin. He couldn't help but gulp as he took in the sight of those tantalizing straps, his tongue wetting his lips in anticipation. You couldn't help but crave the touch of that tongue on your own lips.

He leans in and whispers in your ear, "I fucking want to remove these pieces of clothing from you and wants to explore every curve of your body that's hidden underneath them".

You clutch his shirt tightly and feel your face beginning to flush, your throat drying up. His deep and lustful voice has a profound effect on you sending a wave of desire through your body.

His hands begin to explore your bare waist, his fingers tracing slow circles on your belly as he plants light kisses on your earlobe. Your breath quickens as his lips move lower, but he stops just short of your neck, his half-opened brown eyes filled with a mixture of love and lust. He's just an inch away from your lips, and you can feel the heat radiating off his body.

"Y/n, I can't control myself anymore," he speaks in a husky voice, his crotch straining against his pants.

He needs you, wants you, and he can't hold back any longer. He's asking for your permission, one last time, before he loses all control. You can feel the tension building between you, the air thick with desire and longing.

You have already accepted him. You found yourself enjoying his kisses, the way his fingers touched your skin, and the way he made love to you. His eyes conveyed a pure love for you, and his deep, husky voice sent shivers down your spine. And now you are unable to resist the growing bulge in his pants, and you just find yourself wanting him more and more. As his half-open brown gaze pierces into you, you feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter. You know you can no longer resist this sexual tension, and you are willing to go further with him. His breath fans across your mouth, and you yearn to devour his lips with your In this moment, you know that there is no turning back. You are consumed by the fire of your desire for him, and you are ready to take the plunge into the unknown depths of your passion. With a sense of reckless abandon, you want to give yourself over to him completely, knowing that you will never be the same again.

You blink your eyes, you give him a subtle hint that you're ready to give yourself to him completely. His lips curl up into a smile and his eyes sparkle with joy as he watches you. He's never felt this happy before and he doesn't know how to react. He places his palms on your cheeks and you can feel your heart racing in your chest. He tenderly kisses your forehead and whispers,

"You're so beautiful baby".

His voice is low but you can hear every word clearly. He gazes into your eyes and kisses each one gently.

"Your eyes are so captivating my love," he whispers again, causing your heart to skip a beat.

He then kisses both of your cheeks and lastly his lips tenderly touch your lips "And I promise I'll be gentle," he whispers in his husky voice.

The last sentence sends a jolt of pleasure through your body, causing you to clench your thighs tightly. You can feel your pussy pulsing with anticipation.

His captive hands slowly make their way to the hem of your black silk blouse, you feel your breath catch in your throat. Your mind is a jumbled mess, unable to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through your body. You know that this night is going to be long, but you can't help but crave more of his touches.

Every caress sends shivers down your spine, making you ache for something sinful and wild. You want him to take control, to show you just how much he desires you. His gentle touch is driving you mad, but you can't help but yearn for something more aggressive.

Just as you're lost in your thoughts, he suddenly pulls your blouse off with a force that takes you by surprise. Your eyes widen in shock, but you can't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the sudden burst of aggression. It's as if he's reading your mind, knowing exactly what you need.

With a sly smirk, he gazes at your flushed expression, his eyes sparkling as they roam over your perfect body. You feel his gaze like a predator, but in the limits of love. He leans in, his lips meeting yours in a fiery kiss. This time, he knows you're completely his, and he can do whatever he wants.

As he sucks on your bottom lip, a moan escapes your lips. His tongue slips into your mouth, and a battle ensues between your tongues. Your breathing becomes heavy, and you both know there's no going back. He's lost all control, and so have you.

As you suck on his tongue, he growls with pleasure. In the heat of the moment, he unbuckles your bra, leaving you exposed. You try to hide your breasts, but he's too fast, catching your hands before they can cover you.

"Uh huh! Don't you even think about hiding what's rightfully mine," he husked, his words dripping with an insatiable, irresistible longing.

He licks his swollen lips, his breath heavy with desire.

"And you know I've never seen such beautiful breasts in my entire life. Y/n, let me fucking suck these beautiful tits of yours. " he rasps, sending shivers down your core.

Your nipples harden at his dirty talk, and your underwear is already drenched with your juices.

Once again, he makes you lie on the bed, hovering over you with a hunger in his eyes. You know there's no turning back now. You're completely his, and he's going to take you to new heights of pleasure. As he hovers over you, his hands cup your left breast and begin to massage it. You can't help but moan as his mouth finds yours and devours your sounds. He moves to your right breast, and start massage it with the same way he did to the other. His big palms making your ample chest feel like nothing. You arch your back, and your clothed core brushes against his hard cock inside his pants. He growls into the kiss, and you both break away, breathing heavily.

You open your eyes to find his gaze sinful and intense, and you follow it down to where your clothed core is pressed against his own clothed dick. Your face flushes with desire, but you want more. You want to feel his abs, his muscular torso, and suck on his nipples like you owe him. You want to remove his damp shirt yourself and explore every inch of his body.

His eyes meet yours again, and you feel like you've forgotten how to breathe. You take a deep inhale, and he hitches his own breath at the sight of you.

"Jeon, let me remove your shirt," you speak in a shallow voice, your face still flushed red.

You can't believe you're being so bold, but it's like a part of you that's been imprisoned for so long is finally breaking free.

You begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, your fingers tenderly touching his skin and making him shudder with anticipation. He lets out a deep growl, unable to resist your teasing touch.

"You're playing with fire, my dear," he rasped, his voice dripping with a dangerous allure.

As he grind his clothed crotch against your womanhood, a surge of desire shot through your body, causing your core to clench and halting your movements to unbutton his shirt. His dark brown irises bore into your soul, creating deep, captivating holes in your eyes. The smirk on his lips sent shivers down your spine, quickening your breath.

He smirk, relishing in the flushed expression on your face.

"Open these damn buttons," he commanded, his voice laced with authority.

Unable to resist his dominance, your hands began to move again, this time with caution, avoiding his chiseled abs. He sat on knees, removing his shirt completely, revealing a sight that made your mouth go dry.

His toned abs, broad chest, tiny waist, and broad shoulders begged for your touch, yearning for your nails to dig into them. Unable to resist any longer, you instinctively reached for his neck, pulling him closer, capturing his lips with yours. A smile played on his lips as you sucked on his lower lip, causing him to grind his clothed cock against your lower region. The kiss was broken, and his hands began to make their way towards your silk black trousers.

You closed your eyes, breathing heavily, feeling a sense of humiliation as you knew your panties were already damp with your wetness. His fingers traced slowly along your lower abdomen, causing your belly to stick to your insides as you inhaled a long breath, overwhelmed by his actions. However, his movements abruptly stopped before reaching your trousers. Curiosity got the better of you, and you opened your eyes to see why he had paused.

In that moment, his hand suddenly grasped your breast with a firm grip, causing a loud moan to escape your lips.

"Ah-h Jungkook, you're gripping it so tightly," you whimpered, your voice filled with a mix of pleasure and pain.

Ignoring your plea, he continued to massage your breast, transforming your discomfort into pure ecstasy within the blink of an eye. He brought his face closer to your chest, his gaze fixated on your breasts as he licked his lips in a seductive manner. He  pinch your nipple, a surge of both pain and pleasure coursed through your body, leaving you hissing in delight.

"These nipples are craving my attention hmm, and I am going to give them just that before moving on to your pussy, which is also yearning for my touch."

His words dripping with a tantalizing filth that sent shivers down your spine. The anticipation grew, your senses were heightened and your body responded with a thrilling wetness, causing a delicious dampness to form in your panties. How much longer could your eager pussy wait for the moment his cock would finally be inside you? With a slow, deliberate movement, he brought his lips to your right breast, his plump strawberry lips brushing against your sensitive nipple. Your back arched in response, and you let out a soft moan as he began to suck on it. His tongue worked with his lips, creating a delicious sensation that made you gasp with pleasure.

"Ahh- Jeon," you moaned, your nails digging deep into his shoulder as he continued to suck on your nipple. He hissed in response, but he couldn't stop himself from lavishing your breast with his attention. His hand never stopped moving, massaging your other breast.

And then, with a gentle retreat, he released your breast, creating a soft pop sound as he withdrew. And then, he eagerly takes your left nipple into his mouth, his passion evident in every suck. Meanwhile, his skilled hands continue to massage the other breast, leaving you unable to control the involuntary roll of your eyes or the constant moans escaping your lips. With a gentle touch, he lifts your belly slightly, effortlessly removing your trousers, leaving you clad only in silk panties. Yet, even in this state of undress, he never ceases his attention on your breasts. Finally releasing them, he breathes heavily, his lips swollen and he gazed at you. The movement of his Adam's apple catches your attention, causing your breath to hitch in your throat. However, as you become aware of you're in only panties, you instinctively try to close your legs, only to find his hands firmly planted on your thighs, preventing any escape.

He leaned in, his face drawing closer to yours, his warm breath gently fanning across your lips. He peck tenderly on your lips, his eyes locked onto yours, inviting you to lose yourself in their deep brown depths.

His voice, raspy and filled with desire, broke the silence, "Are you enjoying my touch, baby?"

Your mind was a whirlwind, unable to think straight, but every touch, both gentle and assertive, sent waves of pleasure through your body. You yearned to be bold, but his affectionate caresses left you feeling dizzy, making you shy away from taking the lead. Instead, you simply nodded, silently conveying your desire for him to take control. As you nodded, his bunny teeth peeked through, and he couldn't help but praise your cuteness

"you're so cute my love",

which causing a small giggle to escape your lips. He captured your mouth once more, this time in a deep, passionate kiss, his lips hungrily sucking on yours. His left hand tenderly caressed your ear and cheek, heightening the intensity of the moment. Lost in the kiss, his hand began to explore your chest, slowly making its way down to your lower abdomen, until finally slipping beneath the fabric of your panties. The pleasure was overwhelming, and a moan escaped your lips as your back arched in response to his pleasurable touch.

He pulls away from your lips and leans in close to your ear. His breath is hot against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. Meanwhile, his other hand is tantalizingly close to your most intimate area, but not quite touching yet. With a low, seductive voice, he asks you a question that makes your heart race.

"Do you want my finger or my cock inside you first?"

The mere sound of his words sends your body into overdrive, and you can feel your arousal building with each passing moment. Your breathing is ragged and fast, and you can feel your panties growing damp with your own fluids.

He asked in low hum and playfully nibbled on your earlobe, causing a soft moan to escape your lips. His gaze locked onto yours, eager to witness the pleasure he was about to bestow upon you with his skilled touch. You met his gaze, conveying your desire for him, craving his every caress.

Closing the distance between his hand and your intimate area, a growl escaped his lips as his fingers encountered your wetness. The sensation elicited a loud moan from deep within you, but you quickly covered your mouth, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment.

"You're so fucking wet, baby," he whispered, his voice filled with desire.

Your core tightened with anticipation, yearning for him to take further action before you succumbed to the pleasure building within you. Removing your hand from your mouth, you pleaded with him, your voice filled with desperation, "Please, just do it."

A mischievous smirk played on his lips, fully aware of your desires. His voice dripped with lust as he asked, "Tell me, what is it that you want me to do?"

You squeezed your eyes shut, gathering your courage, only to open them again, determined to voice your desires. With heavy breaths, you finally spoke, "I want you to pleasure me with your fingers."

He listened intently, but as he acted upon your request, your eyes widened in surprise at the sudden sensation. He plunged his two fingers deep inside you. "JUNGKOOK one" causing you to moan even louder, your back arching in pleasure and pain. Yet, he held you still, his grip firm on your belly, ensuring you savored every moment of ecstasy.

As his fingers delve deeper into your core, he can't help but let out a low groan. You feel yourself clenching around his fingers as he begins to work his magic. He rubs your clit with his thumb, eliciting a moan from deep within your throat.

"Baby, how does it feel?" he rasps, his voice dripping with desire. You dig your nails into his shoulder, causing him to hiss in pleasure. He thrusts his fingers again, and you can feel them hitting your g- spot.

"It-t feels good," you stutter, your voice barely audible. You know that if he thrusts any harder, you'll cum all over his hands.

"Jungkook, I'm near," you speaks, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Mhm, cum for me baby," he groans, his voice shallow with desire. His cock is painfully hard, and he wants nothing more than to be inside you. With one final thrust, you cum all over his fingers. He pulls out his fingers, and you feel a rush of euphoria wash over you. Your cum is all over his hand, and he licks it off with a look of pure enjoyment on his face.

"You taste really fucking good," he says, his voice filled with lust.

He tenderly licked your cum before pressing his lips against yours, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue. The sensation caused you to moan in pleasure. With a gentle pop, he broke the kiss and knelt before you, removing your damp panties and tossing them aside. Rising from the bed, you also sit up, supporting your tired body with your palms. The intensity of your orgasm had left you feeling exhausted, as if it were the most powerful climax you had ever experienced. Although you had explored self-pleasure before, this encounter was unlike anything else. As he unbuttoned his pants, his muscles flexed, captivating your attention and igniting a spark of anticipation in the air. Slowly, he unzipped his pants, revealing his throbbing member encased in Calvin Klein boxers. Your breath caught in your throat, your expression revealed a mix of amusement and perhaps a hint of apprehension, wondering how such a sizable erection would fit inside your petite entrance. Sensing your thoughts, he flashed a confident grin,

"i would take care not to hurt you, my precious y/n" he assured you.

Your face flushes with a mix of embarrassment and desire, causing him to let out a chuckle. It's not a cute chuckle, but rather one that hints at something more intense, perhaps even lustful. As he removes his boxers, your eyes widen at the sight of his erect member, now free from its confinement. You quickly avert your gaze, not wanting to give in to the temptation of staring at it. But deep down, you know that your core is already clenching in anticipation of the pleasure it will bring.

He chuckles again, amused by your attempt to restrain yourself from looking at his hard cock. Although your face is turned away, your eyes remain fixed on his throbbing member. He climbs onto the bed and hovers over you, his voice dripping with desire.

"So, baby, do you want to use protection or feel my bare cock inside you?" he asks, his words hanging in the air.

You don't respond verbally, but your heart pounds so hard it feels like it's touching your bones. It's difficult to form words, but he insists on an answer.

"Tell me in a simple yes or no. I want to make sure I'm respecting your choice," he says, his voice filled with obedience.

You gulp, mustering up the courage to answer him. "I want to feel you... bare," you speak, your voice barely above a whisper.

But it's enough for Jungkook to hear.

"Good girl", he praises you,  and a wide grin spreads across his face.

You smile back, but your smile quickly transforms into one filled with intense sexual tension. He studies your expression intently, his eyes searching for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. Sensing your unease, he leans in closer, his face mere inches from yours, and gently pecks your lips.

"You need to feel at ease with my touch, baby, because it brings you--", his voice low and seductive. But before he can finish his sentence, you cut him off with a passionate kiss, causing a smile to form on his lips. As you pull away from the kiss, your breath still heavy, you meet his gaze and explain your apprehension.

"I know, Jungkook, i know. It's my first time, so it will take some time for me to adjust to this situation and become comfortable," you confess, your voice filled with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

He lie you gently onto the bed, his touch tender yet confident. Starting with wet kisses on your lips, he trails his lips down to your neck and shoulders, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from you. His hand slowly glides up your thighs, his touch causing your body to respond eagerly, your arousal growing with each caress.

His lips release your body momentarily, and you both lock eyes, your heart skipping a beat as you follow his gaze. His member stands erect, aching to be inside you. You can't help but gulp, feeling your breath catch in your throat at the sight. He pump his cock, the anticipation building, and you find yourself unable to resist the desire that courses through your veins. He gazed into your eyes, and you met his intense gaze with equal desire. His hand began to caress your most intimate area, his touch seeking to bring you a sense of relaxation and pleasure. With his other hand, he supported himself, ensuring that his weight did not bear down too heavily upon you. The sensations overwhelmed you, and you couldn't help but moan, biting your lip in an attempt to stifle your cries of pleasure.

He positioned himself at your entrance, causing your body to arch instinctively in anticipation. A groan escaped his lips, but he fought to control his urge to thrust forcefully.

""You'll take me very well, baby. Just relax, my love," he whispered, his words soothing your muscles.

He slowly pushed an inch of his cock inside you, using his other hand to rub your folds. Your eyes rolled back naturally, and you husked, biting your lower lip. He husked too, feeling the tightness of your core.

You wanted to feel him fully, but his cock's one inch was causing you to lose yourself. He dug more of his cock inside you slowly, and you felt like his full size had adjusted. But when you tried to look at the size that was left behind, your eyes widened as you saw the half cock that was still outside of your core. You thought his full cock was already inside you.

Sensing your flustered state, he tenderly kissed your forehead, allowing your muscles to relax once more. He slid his entire length inside you, his lips biting down hard as he struggled to contain his heavy breathing. When he fully adjusted, he looked at you, and you were a bit more relaxed. But your pussy clenched around his cock, causing him to groan, 

"Fuck, your pussy is gripping me so tightly."

You enveloped your arms around his strong neck, prompting him to bury his face in the comforting embrace of your shoulder and neck. Your legs clung to his torso, holding him close.

"Can I move now?" he groaned in your ear, and you nodded eagerly.

At first, his entrance made you uncomfortable, but now you had adjusted and felt a sense of relaxation, yearning for him to continue. As he withdrew his cock, your back arched in anticipation, and you felt a slow reentry that sent waves of pleasure and pain through your core. His hot breath tickled your neck, but you were too consumed by the mixture of pain and pleasure to notice his reaction. You knew you were reaching a point of no return, where there was no going back. He began to move his hips in a deliberate, slow manner, and the initial pain faded away, leaving only pure pleasure and his soft groans near your ear. His hands gently removed yours from his shoulder, intertwining your fingers with his. You realized he try to control so much, determined not to cause you any pain. Today, you experienced both sides of Jungkook - one as gentle as an angel, and the other as bold as a devil. He bestowed upon you both pleasure and love. Your back arched even more, and amidst the overwhelming pleasure, you managed to speak, your voice trembling with ecstasy.

"Mhm, Jungkook, listen..."

His slow movements halted, and he looked at you, humming in anticipation.

"You don't need to hold back anymore," you assured him, your voice barely above a whisper.

Jungkook's eyes filled with a mixture of love and lust, his desire for you evident.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his gaze locked with yours, his cock still pulsing inside you. You nodded, and without hesitation, he unleashed his desire upon you. "OH MY god" a mixture of pain and pleasure escaped your lips as you tightly shut your eyes, his face buried in the curve of your neck. A primal growl escaped his lips as he felt your walls clench around him, driving him to thrust harder. The force he possessed threatened to tear you apart, but the pain soon transformed into pure ecstasy, leaving you a moaning mess beneath him.

"You take me so damn well," he rasped, his voice thick with lust and pleasure.

The intensity of your orgasm built within you, threatening to consume you entirely.

"Ah, Jungkook, I'm going to come. I can't..."

Your words were cut off by another powerful thrust, causing you to lose yourself in pleasure once again. The air of room is thick with the sounds of passion as your moans mingle with the rhythmic slapping of skin.

With one final thrust, you climaxed, your release coating his cock as you cried out in sheer bliss, the intensity of it causing your body to tremble.

"Just hold on a little longer, baby. I'm almost there," he whispered, his voice filled with anticipation.

Your eyes fluttered shut, your breaths coming in heavy gasps, as you felt the swelling of your core and the relentless pounding of his cock.

At the peak of his pleasure, he released himself inside you with a guttural exclamation of "fuck." Both of you were left breathless, your bodies drenched in sweat, your combined fluids trickling from within you. Exhausted, you lacked the energy to even clean yourself. He gazed at you, your eyes already closed, and a chuckle escaped his lips as he struggled to catch his own breath.

He nestled himself right beside you, drawing your body closer to his. As he caught his breath, he gazed at you with an overwhelming mix of love and passion. He understood that you must be exhausted after this long night, but it was the most incredible night for him. And he knew that you had enjoyed it just as much. Gently, he placed your head on his chest, your eyes still closed. With tender strokes, he caressed your hair, his touch so delicate it felt like a whisper. He wondered if you had fallen asleep, but then a thought crossed his mind.

"Oops, y/n, we completely forgot to ask about each other's favorite things," he said, causing you to let out a light giggle. You looked up at him, still half-asleep.

"Are you awake, baby?" he inquired, to which you simply hummed in response.

"I'm so tired," you spoke in a weary tone. "But I know you have an obsession with black color ," you whispered, and he couldn't help but laugh, his chest vibrating with mirth.

"I know you're tired, love. We'll talk about it tomorrow. Goodnight, baby. I love you," he whispered to you, his voice sounding angelic. His words carrying the weight of devotion. And as those words reached your ears, you surrendered to the embrace of slumber, feeling his love envelop you like a warm embrace, feeling his love envelop you.

Sorrowful Love | Ch#1 | JJK

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; All he desires is vengeance.

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: thriller, angst, love at first sight, au! sexting

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jungkook × Sena oc!

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: This story contains explicit language, graphic violence(murders, blood etc), and other mature content, If you are easily affected by such themes, it might be best to avoid reading it.

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 0.8k+

a/n: READ IT BEFORE YOU PROCEED TO THE CHAPTER.

So, years ago, my sister and I came up with this story that had us laughing like villains. We were pretty immature back then :⁠-⁠). Well I attempted to write it down about a year ago, but my writing skills weren't quite up to par, so I ended up abandoning this story (sadly) . However, now my soul is urging me to give it another shot. It's our very first story that we created together, and I feel compelled to give it a try. Oh, and PLEASE if you're not a fan of thrillers or action-packed tales, then refrain from reading it.

𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭⇢

Jungkook's Pov:

The constant echo of "I don't want to die" reverberates in my mind, drowning out any other thoughts. The fear of death has taken over, leaving no room for anything else. The throbbing pain in my head intensifies, making it nearly impossible to concentrate on anything. As the blood slowly drips down the back of my head, my eyelids become heavier with each passing moment.

As I struggled to regain control, my thoughts became fragmented, my focus slipping away. The world around me seemed to blur even further, as if my very perception of reality was being distorted.

The air felt heavier, as if it was resisting my attempts to draw it into my lungs. The simple act of breathing, something I had taken for granted my entire life, now became an arduous task.

Time seemed to stretch, each passing second feeling like an eternity. The haze that enveloped my surroundings only intensified. The once vibrant colors of the world now appeared muted, as if drained of their life and vitality.

As I believed everything was over, a voice suddenly called my name. A soft tap on my cheek soon followed, as if someone was gently trying to rouse me from unconsciousness.

And I jolted awake in my bed, drenched in sweat and gasping for air. My shirt clung to my body, evidence of the intense perspiration. The throbbing pain in my head intensified as I sat up.

Without wasting a moment, I rushed out of my bedroom, barefooted, and made my way to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, I grabbed a water bottle and took a seat at the kitchen counter, desperately needing to quench my thirst.

As I take a refreshing sip of water to satisfy my thirst, I notice my breath becoming more relaxed. With the water bottle in my right hand, I exit the kitchen and head towards the comfortable living room to find some painkillers. As I reached the living room, I quickly retrieve the pain reliever from the drawer and consume it, hoping for some relief. Just as I swallow the pill, the sound of my phone ringing emerges from the bedroom, grabbing my attention.

I walk into the bedroom, my curiosity is sparked by the caller ID on my phone. After a quick glance, I pick up the phone and hear my hyung's voice on the other end, filled with anger.

"Hey, Jungkook, why did you put my number on your Instagram page? Your customers keep calling me late at night and it's really getting on my nerves. If another one of your customers contacts me at midnight, I'll be dead furious. I might even kill you."

Unable to contain my amusement at my hyung's adorable angry voice, I attempt to calm him down.

"Hey, hey, bro, listen," I say playfully, but Jimin continues his rant.

"Bro, just hear me out," I state seriously this time, and Jimin abruptly stops talking and starts to listen.

"The reason I included your phone number in my bio is because I've been feeling isolated lately. I know it's not right, but at the moment, I just need a break from social media and don't feel like creating art for others. Please understand and handle the customers for a few days. If anyone wants to order artwork, ask them to be patient. I would really appreciate it if you could understand my situation."

And I know Jimin does understand. He knows me since I was four and a half years old and has always treated me like his own brother.

"Okay, bro, just don't stress yourself too much. I'll do as you say, alright!" Jimin says solemnly before ending the call.

Alternatively, I slip my phone into the right pocket of my pants and head towards my basement art gallery. Grabbing my paints and brushes, I settle down on the stool in front of a large canvas. With a whirlwind of emotions inside me, I feel the urge to express them all on the canvas, finding solace in my art.

As I pick up my colours, the weight of the world seems to lift off my shoulders, replaced by a surge of vibrant colors that dance before my eyes. With every stroke, I am transported to a realm where words fail to capture the depth of my feelings, and only the language of art can truly express my emotions swirling within me. The process is both exhilarating and exhausting, as I pour my heart and soul into every detail.

Finally, the moment arrives when I step out of the gallery, my masterpiece complete. The weight of the world returns, but it is now accompanied by a sense of accomplishment. With a contented smile, I whisper to myself, " Finally i can find some peace now". And then I retreat to my bedroom, ready to rest and recharge.

© 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐲 [𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝]