Brat - Pjs

brat - pjs

pairing ↬ hard dom!jay x fem!reader (all i see is gold couple)

22. “if you’re going to act like a little brat, i’m going to treat you like a little brat.”

↬ in which jay finally gives you what you want after you rile him up at a party

requested by @9900z​ - sorry it took me a while to get to, hope you like it!! <3

genre ↬ smut, established relationship, bit of fluff

warnings ↬ SMUT - MDNI ! (overall roughness, spanking, oral m and f receiving, bit of manhandling, edging, orgasm denial, vaginal penetration, degredation/dirty talk, the works basically, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!)), shameless self-promo because this is happening in the world of one of my fics (read here for more context hehe), not proofread

word count ↬ 4325

permanent taglist (ask to be added!) ↬ @skzenhalove​

​author’s note ↬ in celebration of my shadowban being lifted and in hopes of my activity going back up again lol, here is the following request from the smut prompt list !!! i channeled my inner whore for this one so i hope you guys will like it. as always, feedback and reblogs are highly appreciated <3 

In your six months of dating (and fake-dating) Jay, you’d grown used to all the company functions he’d taken you to. It was a game you’d become an expert at: get dressed up all nice and pretty, parade around the room, hanging onto Jay’s arm as he talks to his parents’ business partners and colleagues, impressing them by being his charming self. If you were lucky, after a while of this, you’d see someone you recognise from another one of these gatherings and make conversation with them, humbly looking at your feet when they praised you for your intelligence and academic achievements. If no one sparked your interest, you’d join Jake and Sunghoon on their mission to get as drunk as their livers permitted. 

But if you weren’t so lucky, and neither Jake nor Sunghoon had shown up, and the trophy wives of businessmen twenty years older than them you loved gossiping with were all high on prescription drugs mixed with red wine, you had to stick to Jay’s side all night and pretend you were interested in whatever boring conversation he was having with whatever old dude he was talking to. You couldn’t even go talk to his parents, who were often busy with running the party or entertaining other guests. 

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↳ an alpha’s touch | johnny x reader | 4.0k | oneshot | 18+ genre: smut, supernatural, werewolf, alpha/omega mates warnings: dom/sub themes, possesivness, spanking, size kink, praise kink, oral sex, a little manhandling

❝ determined to finish your studies before you would start dating, you had rejected your mate a year ago. as your heat approaches, your alpha and mate johnny wants to do everything he can to help you through the pain. will you resist him or will you give in to your alpha’s touch? ❞

note: this fanfic is for @nct-writers​ halloween event. an excuse for me to finally write a fanfic about my ult-bias. beta read by my best friend @you-better-stob​ thank you amanda ily. hope you all enjoy! 

The cold wind grabbed hold of you as you walked down the street with your two best friends sending shivers down your spine. Couldn’t you have chosen a café that was closer to campus? None of you talked on your way over, the bitter cold in October being enough for even your loudest friend Laura to keep quiet.

One foot in front of the other, you thought as you crossed your arms over your chest. Head down as you hoped to God you would reach the café soon. Longing for that hot pumpkin spiced chocolate you had been craving all day.

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— thorned, p.sh

wc: 1.1k || g: angst, best friends to enemies, gn!reader || w: explicit language, arguing || nets + tag list: @kflixnet @k-radio @enhypenwriters @ficscafe + @soobin-chois

Park Sunghoon is like a flower, you like to think. He's gracious and colorful, and you think he smells nice, too. He attracts people like pollen and bees, though he doesn't seem to enjoy the fact that he does.

He doesn't mind you, though.

The sun shines warm on his flushed skin as he watches you scribble and scratch a pencil against paper. "Having you draw me a portrait is flattering, but how long do I have to stay in this position? My arm's getting sore." Whines Sunghoon as he stretches his arm and rolls his shoulder.

Poking the end of your pencil to his thigh, you wipe the eraser residue off your notebook and sneer, "Oh, shush, you. I know very well Jay forces you to lift with him, so put that muscle into use for once."

"Oh, I will."

In a quick motion, Sunghoon lunges forward, fingers fisting the material of your shirt. You yell in attempts to slap his hands away from tickling your torso, wheezing a loud cackle as your sketchbook slides out of your lap.

"Park- Park Sunghoon you get away- get away from me right now!" Between laughs, you squirm and press your knee against his stomach, squinting when the sun glares it's light into your eyes because you'd fallen over.

Sunghoon makes an effort to shield himself over you, his hair ticking the top of your head when he asks if the sun isn't blinding you anymore. Your chest swells in something you don't want to admit.

Your best friend means the world to you. The bond you have means the world to you. But the gut feeling of something stronger than what you call a “friend” nulls out every rational thought in your being. It eats you up sometimes that it’s overwhelming and panicking, and you don’t think you can bear that feeling anymore.

"Look," You whisper. He hums, still in a playful nature as he raises his brows.

"I'm being serious, Sunghoon."

"I'm all ears, Y/N."

There’s a lump in your throat that swallows your words before you can spit them out, you don’t know if it’s one of fear of losing the one friendship you cherish with your life, or one of fear of finally admitting your feelings.

"Y/N? I didn’t make you shy now, did I? Or did drawing me enlighten you of your privilege as my best friend? You flat-”

“I think I love you.” Your words come out slow, almost as if the lump had tried to steal your voice before it’d come out. Sunghoon gives you a small smile and your body turns aflame in hopes that maybe, he feels the same way.

“I love you too.”

It’s absurd that Park Sunghoon has the power to make you hot or cold as if you were a light switch. Sunghoon smiles like what you’d said was a joke.

You frown. He won't take you seriously. He never does. Now you realize that from the start, he'd never listen. You don't think he'll ever. It's a spiral; he gets you high every time, but it all crashes down with another realization that he might never appreciate you as much as you do him.

“I’m not joking,” You bite, sitting up and pushing him off you. Again, the sun glares at you, but you don’t feel one bit warm.

You don’t fail to see Sunghoon’s smile falter, you never do. Sighing, a smile so sarcastic it twists your stomach plays his lips, “I knew you were too good.”

“What?”

“I can’t have something we have-” He pauses. “well, something I thought we had, without you taking advantage of the time we spent together.” You emit a scoff, one of shock. “Taking advantage of the time we spent together? Where the fuck did you get that idea?”

“Oh, don’t deny it, Y/N. You just told me you liked me, I’ll assume everything else you’ve been doing without telling me. Tell me, was it fun having me around like a little pet?”

“Sunghoon, do you hear yourself right now? Get your head out of your ass, you fucking prick.” You stand up, grabbing your sketchbook and supplies and shuffling your shoes back onto your feet. Following suit, Sunghoon doesn’t bother fetching for his shoes, the grass stinging his feet but he doesn’t care for it and rushes after you.

“Get my head out of my ass? You’re the one enjoying whatever I had to do with you. You’re not thinking about how much this is paining me-”

“You’re not thinking about it either!” Your voice cracks, something you sense Sunghoon hadn’t expected to happen. The wind carries your words through the field and back to where you’d been doodling his portrait, where Sunghoon had reeled out all the laughs you had in you, where you wished you’d be with a shut mouth.

“You think I want to love you? You think I don’t want things to be the same?” With your words, comes a weight pushing down against Sunghoon’s chest. “I don’t love you, Sunghoon. I love the person I’d spent those nights with. I love the person who’d run miles from his house to mine. I love my best friend.”

Your eyes are glassy and beautiful, realizes Sunghoon. They’re beautiful and enraged.

“You- this-” You push his shoulder away and he hadn’t realized he’d been inching closer to you. “This is not my best friend. This is not who I love.”

With your whole chest, you seethe through your teeth: “I hate you.”

He laughs, it makes you more mad. “I fucking hate me too.” You take one step, two steps away. “I pity you, Sunghoon, I really do.” The side of your mouth twitches up in a smile of disbelief. “But until you see anything more past that ego- or hate, I don’t know- of yours, I don’t think anyone could love you. I tried. I thought I did at one point.”

Sunghoon can’t seem hear properly— as if he'd been dunked underwater— when you start to walk away. He hears his heavy breathing, his heart beating in his ears. He hears cicadas buzzing and the faint rustle of grass following the image of your figure.

There’s something hot on his face. He wipes it with his fingers. It’s wet and hot. He’s crying, his breathing is quick and shallow and of panic. Sunghoon had pushed you away in fear of being hurt, but had hurt you in the process. It dawns on him the cost of it all.

Park Sunghoon is a flower, you like to think. He’s gracious and colorful, but he’s thorned. He’s thorned and masked and nearly untouched— he’d hurt the one person who’d made an effort to reach.

© riki-soba, 2022

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a/n: haha angst, how was it?

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first love part 2

soobin (txt) + reader (fem.)

college!au, fluff, established relationship, non-idol!au, smut [ nsfw | mdni ]

oral (m receiving), facial (kind of?), very mild cum eating, hair pulling, mild marking/biting, fingering, choking, overstimulation, use of protection 👍🏻

~6.9K word count

posted: November 6, 2021

read PART 1 and PART 3

After you and Soobin shared his first time, your boyfriend seemed like a new man. His confidence was higher than ever before, and he walked around with an almost smug grin on his face. His urge for PDA also became more apparent in his constant holding of your hand, sneaking kisses to your lips instead of your cheeks like usual, even going as far to kiss your neck in public—which he never did before that day. You knew this was all because his sex drive was suddenly acknowledged, therefore it was heightened. And as much as you teased him about it, you found it unbelievably attractive. So attractive, that the two of you couldn’t keep your hands off of each other. The both of you thanked the universe that you could share this weekend together in peace with Yeonjun still on vacation.

Friday night, after the two of you cleaned up, Soobin treated you two to dinner off campus at your favorite phở place. He made cheeky comments about how excited he was to get back to his dorm, reluctantly asking if you still wanted to continue.

“We could watch a movie if you don’t want to,” he offered, even though the both of you knew he hoped you would agree to have sex.

You teasingly smiled at him as you took a spoonful of your phở and spoke after, “Why watch a movie when we could make one?”

You could practically see the gears in his brain short-circuiting, which made you laugh. A dumb-struck look was stuck on his features as he processed your words before he scoffed out a laugh, “Are you serious?”

“Maybe,” you shrugged, “I wouldn’t be opposed to it, but maybe another time. I think we should get more comfortable with each other in private before we do it in front of a camera.”

He nodded, showing that he was paying attention, when you could tell he was very much imagining the two of you with his phone set up perfectly on his bedside table to capture you in the act–

“Soobin, close your mouth, you’ll catch flies.”

Your boyfriend looked up at you, smiling in embarrassment at your observation, “I’d really like to know what kinks you have.”

“Same,” you replied, “Honestly, though, I just really want you in my mouth.”

Soobin’s shoulders physically slouched at your comment, and for a moment he forgot you were in the corner of a restaurant with people nearly ten feet from your table. Luckily, the two of you conversed softly enough that you didn’t gain the attention of the elderly couple nearby. You grinned slyly as you took another bite of your food, Soobin watching you intently. You gestured for him to finish his food, and he obliged only after you noticed him gulp.

When the food was gone from your plates, the two of you left the restaurant, hand-in-hand. Kisses were shared whenever possible, at stop signs, intersections, when Soobin waited to turn into the campus parking lot, as the two of you got out of his car. Your lips only got more-so inseparable the closer you got to his door. And once the lock was latched, it was game time.

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the way jay has this natural dominant aura about him oh lord im on my KNEES for him like that vlog!?!? ive never been more attracted to a man in my life tbh. the way he made the restaurant reservation (especially as a shy introvert myself, having him order and making reservations? dream come true), the rolled up sleeves and his calm mature nature and and and now i can't stop thinking abt how he has this non sexual but also kind of sexual dominance in his day to day activites with you; walking on the sidewalk and he moves you gently to the inner part while he walks on the outer part, cutting your food for you when youre out having dinner by yourselves or with friends (he WILL smirk and look at you a type of way when he hears your friends questioning to their own bfs why don't they do that for them), guiding you somewhere with his hand situated on your lower back like the list goes on and on and on

jay also seems like the type of person to be clingy to his s/o so hand on your thigh or around your waist always and constantly pressing small kisses to any accessible place on you when he thinks no one is looking, having you sit on his thighs, casually wrapping an arm around your shoulder while the other hooks around your front so his hands connect (can confirm he has done that before on camera) or whispering into your ear whenever he wants to tell you something

this will obviously transcend into the bedroom (or any place he's taking you of course) especially if youre out and youre feeling to be bratty, one specific calm glare at you will have you shut up in mere seconds because he might be a person who takes jokes and jabs very well but he also has a limit. when he is in an extra dominant mood (lowkey always), he loves to order you around in a bored tone and loves when youre acting like a brat so he can break it out of you. will make you his own personal toy wearing a choker with his name on it with hickeys to complement it and make you beg for him to fuck you because he's been teasing and edging and ruining your resolve for what feels like hours. and hes SOOO mean about it too, "but baby, i thought you liked running that slutty mouth of yours? where'd all that bite go huh?"

if he wants you to look at him or kiss him or anything like that, he isn't afraid to grab you by your face, squishing your cheeks lightly, to turn your head and pull you into him while his other hand stays in his pant pocket. might press a little kiss on your puckered lips and look into your teary eyes with his own with a smirk of pride bc youve broken down into such a good girl for him crying bc you want his dick in you and blubbering how you wont ever be a brat again (he knows it's a baseless lie but he doesnt mind believing it for now). when jay does fuck you, he might take it a step further by absolutely ruining and cumming in or on you then bringing you to the point where youre just on the brink of your orgasm before he pulls out saying something like "bratty whores dont get to cum. you know this, dont you?" while he wipes your tears with faux concern and listens to your cries. he just knows how to the best brat tamer and coincidentally he knows you to be the best brat :) - 🗣

i have been thinking about this since you sent it you really need to take up a career in fic writing because this is literally perfect i feel so happy and lucky to know you oh my god.. JAY MAKING THE RESERVATION PLEASE I WAS SHAKING HE'S SO HOT AND HIM SAYING HIS FULL NAME AGH HIM .. he just sounded so sure of himself absolutely no hesitation (fellow shy introvert so yes i was squealing) and then him at the dinner table w the sleeves rolled up yeaaaaaah he knows he's handsome AND THE THOUGHT OF HIM CUTTING UP MY FOOD FOR ME AHHH THIS SUITS HIM SO WELL. clingy jay >>>>>

brat tamer jay AW MAN I COULD CRY THIS IS SO HOT JAY JUST ??? DIRTY TALKER FILTHY FILTHY MAN i am nothing but a hole for him

ps. i was gonna make a masterlist for my favourite hard thoughts and stuff that i've been sent and i wanted to make a separate masterlist for all of the asks u send because i think you're so awesome and such an amazing but obviously if u don't want me to do that then i won't so i just wanted to check w u first <3