Can I Request For Post-concert Smut?? With Any Member Of Your Choice? Thanks Xx

can i request for post-concert smut?? with any member of your choice? thanks xx

this took so much longer to write than i thought it would omg 

aftermath rated m for may or may not be that much pron at all word count: 1,561

He is always breathless and dizzy when he gets off stage, stumbling back into the dressing room and collapsing into a chair, more often than not, one that isn’t his. Then he’d smile that smile that fills up the whole room till it’s brimming with him as you hand him his water bottle and he takes a long sip.

It would always happen like this.

Not this time.

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Sir, Yes Sir!

Kinktober Day 1 - Namjoon/Choking

Warnings – Workplace Harassment, Choking, Power Play, Begging, Window Sex, Dub!Con, Slight Degradation(One Name Call), Big Dick Joon. This really is not safe.

“Kim, get your ass in my office!” You yell through the bullpen. The timid secretary immediately scuttles into the room, eyes wide. It’s difficult to hide your smirk at his clearly terrified demeanour. The best part of your week is watching a man that could easily knock you out tremble before you.

“Your numbers were off again this week Mr Kim”

“Wait, but no, they can’t be, because…”

“I don’t want your pathetic excuses Namjoon, if you really want to keep this job you need to work so much harder.” He is shaking like a leaf. It fills you with glee, the thought that maybe he might cry thinking about this later.

“You know what your problem is Kim? You haven’t got that go-getter spirit. You never seize the opportunity. Take what should be yours.” You say walking away from him waving your hand in dismissal.

Which is how you miss him coming up behind you. His hand wraps around your throat lifting you slightly off the ground. Apparently, you had misconstrued his shaking for terror when you were, in fact, seeing rage.

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“i’m home!” you lazily kicked off your shoes from a long night shift at work.

the house was quiet.

quiet.

wayyy too quiet.

“probably sleep.” you mumbled to yourself, referring to your husband, nanami, and your child.

taking off your coat and hanging it beside the door, you tossed your keys on the dining table and made your way towards the stairs.

“kento?” you said quietly, checking your bedroom.

you frowned a little at the fact that he wasn’t already peacefully in bed as he’d normally be.

you hummed, looking around before looking across the hall at your child’s room. opening the door slowly, you paused at the sight in front of you.

nanami and your child on the floor, paint everywhere.

nanamis face was painted a nice green and purple while your child’s face had smeared blue and yellow. you blinked, stepping into the room.

they both paused in their actions and looked at you with wide eyes.

nanamis hair was tied in two pig tails on the side with pink bows to decorate them, the same with your daughter. you opened your mouth to ask what happened, but couldn’t find the words.

your gaze moved down to the matching tutu nanami had on over his sweat pants with your daughter.

you couldn’t help but laugh a little. kento’s ears turned a slight pink as he looked away from you as you cracked up in the door way.

“oh my gosh…” you wiped a tear from the corner of your eye, walking over to them and looking at nanamis face and hair.

“what happened?” you managed to breathe out.

“daddy played dress up with me!” you daughter hopped up, an adorable smile on her face as her hands were soaked in pink, glittery paint.

you looked back at nanami, trying your best to hold in your laugh. “nanami…” you snickered, cupping his face and making him look at you.

your daughter hopped back over to nanami, grabbing his face and patting it. “mommy, isn’t he pretty? he’s a princess!” she smiled, giving nanami a kiss on the cheek with a ‘mwah!’ sound to follow.

nanami groaned, laughing nervously.

“i didn’t know you were gonna be home this early…”

Cherries (m.)

⤳ pairing: namjoon x reader

⤳ genre: camgirl!au, college!au | smut + fluffyyy

⤳ word count: 9.6k oof

⤳ summary: usually, you spent your evenings as a camgirl while thinking nobody knew about it. but that ended it all when your crush namjoon came up to you in class just to tease you with a name only your viewers should know of.

⤳ warnings: webcam masturbation, explicit sex, unprotected sex, squirting, deepthroating, tying up, degrading names, a little combo of cum & food play huehue

⤳ a/n: this is just a bts version of a fic I posted for a mx member, but since I haven’t posted in a while, I thought I’d at least give y’all this :’)

Turning on the camera, you looked at your own reflection on the screen; how you sat on your bed wearing your favorite set of lingerie – black lace with some fiery red printed on your bra, topping it off with a thick choker around your neck. You liked it simple and either ways, you’d take it all off sooner or later.

You pressed the green “GO LIVE” button – 3, 2, 1… There were you again, continuing your every night routine. The first few users already logged in, the ones your mind remembered well because they were on here regularly. And they probably waited for you anticipating every single night.

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Workaholic | (m)

Genre: Smut, pwp. fluff if you squint.

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Warnings: language. foreplay, descriptions of unprotected sex, dirty talk, object insertion, cum eating, creampie.

Words: 10k

Summary: Yoongi needs to relax and Hoseok has many tricks up his sleeve to make him. None of them Yoongi thought included hiring a hooker to pay him a visit one stormy night. 

You were only trying to escape a crazed man chasing you down on a stormy night. Never was your intention to end up in an attractive man’s house. Definitely not one who thought you were a hooker. 

a/n: i read a little novella like this a while ago but it was about vampires. I cannot remember the name but here is my twist on it kwhduebgjswbvhw. enjoy. Plz validate me with comments thank u. 

(he’s adorable omg)

“You really need to take a break Yoongi,”

“I’m fine,” he may be able to fool himself in to thinking he’s fine just because there isn’t any immediate struggle, his mental state was far from it. Still, didn’t stop Hoseok from barging in his office like he owned it – he only owned part of it – and demanding that Yoongi take a rest.

“no you’re not. You’re so damn bitchy all the time. Take a damn break. This isn’t a case of working hard to make it somewhere in life. You own the fucking company.”

“I’m a Partner. Not the actual owner.” Hoseok is waving his dismissal as he crosses his ankles on Yoongi’s desk.

“Same shit. You’ll be the sole partner in a few more years if you keep going at this speed. It’ll be MinKim Inc than just Kim.”

That was the goal, yes. Currently, Kim Seokjin, Yoongi’s close friend, was the heir to the corporation.

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Control

Pairing: Reader x Taehyung x Namjoon x Jimin (?) 

Story Genre: thieves!au, smut

Warnings: choking, spanking, explicit language

Word count: 4.4K

Summary: You’re part of a criminal organization called BTS. You find yourself in trouble when you try to explain to your bosses that you failed at your job and they end up teaching you a lesson about power.

A/N: this started out as me wanting to continue a dirty dream I had with Taehyung and Namjoon after I was woken up by my dog barking but it turned into…I don’t even fucking know what this is lmao. It’s just pure filth, enjoy <3

“Hands in the air, it’s a stick-up! Do as I say and you’ll get to live to tell your grandchildren about the one time you were robbed by the sexiest thief you’ve ever seen before.”

You had said that line about a hundred times before, always winking to some hot guy you managed to catch a glimpse of. Watching people fall to their knees with their body shaking for fear of you made you feel powerful and confident and you liked it. You liked everything that came with it, even the risk of getting caught; it made your heart beat faster and it heightened all your senses.

You were part of a criminal organization called BTS, Beyond The Scene. They mostly conned people and did armed robbery, the latter being the one you worked and specialized in.

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