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⇢ 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜; Namjoon is an art himself. Shame that he’s forbidden - he’s your brother’s best friend. And your colleague.

⇢ 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: namjoon x reader

⇢ 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: fluff, angst, smut, brother’s best friend au

⇢ 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: listed in each chapter

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chapter I [5.9k]

chapter II [5.7k]

chapter III [9.4k]

chapter IV [7.5k]

chapter V [7.6k]

chapter VI [8.9k]

chapter VII [13.5k]

chapter VIII [13.5k] 

chapter IX FINAL [9.1k+]

epilogue [2.3k+]

prohibido. | 03 [knj]

𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜; Namjoon is an art himself. Shame that he’s forbidden - he’s your brother’s best friend. And your colleague.

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: strong language, smut

𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: namjoon x reader

𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: fluff, angst, smut

𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 9.4k

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07

A/N: There might be some mistakes, I’m sorry in advance. Please, don’t be a silent reader.

You let Namjoon chose the place you eat at, simply leaving the decision up to him. You’re fine with whatever as long as you satisfy your hungry stomach. He choses a place right across the street from your building, various food on the menu so the both of you are pleased. Ordering some pasta with cheese and chicken breasts, something which a lovely waitress recommended to you, you simply wait for the food. Namjoon orders something similar and soon enough you both stuff your mouth with delicious food.

“I told Jin that you’ve slept at my place.” Namjoon speaks out as he grabs the napkin and wipes the corner of his mouth. He reaches for the glass of water and looks up from the glass at you.

Stopping your movements for a second you give him a glance before taking a bite from your food again. “Ah, really?”

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So my request is female reader meets Hobi at a bar. Reader only knows English and because of that there is a language barrier. Namjoon is there with Hobi and helps translate. But then Hobi and Y/N starts getting very forward with each other and end up kissing. Namjoon is forced to translate all the dirty things Hobi wants to do to Y/N and it turns into either a threesome or Namjoon jerking off while Hobi and Y/N fuck.

When I tell you this ask made me flustered…

You bumped into him along with all the other sweaty bodies that were dancing around you. Feeling his hands touch your hips softly, like he wanted to grab you and have you throw it back on him, but didn’t want to be disrespectful. And you were about to pull away, not needing any of that, but when you turned around and saw him. That man… That gorgeous man.

You were dancing upon him with no hesitation. And he was so good at that, moving his body so deliciously, hot breath fanning your neck and smelling of alcohol in a mouth-watering way, a way that kept your lips drawn closer and closer to him to get more and more. The place wasn’t ideal, all eyes on you, and when you whispered to him to get somewhere more privately, he grabbed your hand and pulled you with him across the bar. At the very back, where the VIP section was. And you thought it would be just the two of you when you walked into the small, dark booth. But another gorgeous man was waiting for you there.

He looked at the two of you with a frown, before his friend let him know what was going on in Korean. And they both chuckled. You were still standing there, suddenly too shy as you could tell they were talking about you yet you had no idea what they were saying.

“Please, sit.” Your body was pulled down and squeezed right between them, focus on you in a way that made your face burn. What was going on? “Nice to meet you, I’m Namjoon.” He extended a hand to you. You took it, your own drowning in his big one, introducing yourself. “I’m sorry,” he continued then. “My friend here, Hoseok… He doesn’t speak English.”

Your mouth dropped in understanding. “Oh… I see.” How would you flirt with him now?

“I’ll translate for him,” Namjoon said as if he could read your thoughts. It made you raise your eyebrows and bite your lip, but before you could say anything, Hoseok was pinching your chin and turning you to face him. Speaking in the language you couldn’t understand with a chirpy voice. “He says you’re very beautiful,” Namjoon’s deep voice contrasted right behind your ear.

This was so confusing. Looking at one man’s eyes and listening to another’s words. Your head tried to turn to look at him instinctively, needing to face the person you were talking to, but Hoseok pulled you back to him. Your stomach clenching at the whole situation. “O-oh,” you stammered. “He’s very handsome, too.”

The man behind you chuckled but didn’t even translate your words; as if they were too obvious. And you felt even more flustered. Hoseok was making small talk at first, asking a little bit about yourself and such. And you almost got used to talking to two men at the same time like that. But then things got heated again. The dancer leaning into you more, hands rubbing your thighs. And your back was flushed against his friend’s side as they had you caged in the middle.

“He says he loved dancing with you,” Namjoon kept on translating as if it was the most natural thing. Hoseok undressing you with his eyes. “He says your body seems so flexible.” You were gulping. “He would love to bend it over his bed tonight.”

How could they do this so easily? You were sweating, hands into tight fists as you squirmed between their bodies. “I- I…” You couldn’t form a coherent thought, your brain only able to think about how hot both of their skin felt pressed on yours.

“You’re so damn sexy, baby.” You choked at the words, at the way Namjoon was no longer using indirect speech, no longer explaining that he said that. Making your brain even more confused at who was supposed to be talking to you. “How about I take you back home, fuck you good all night?”

There was a moan caught in your throat and Hoseok leaned in to swallow it right up, lips crushing on yours desperately. You were pushed even more onto Namjoon, his hands holding your waist, head fallen on his broad chest while Hoseok’s soft tongue slipped into your mouth and body shuffled closer to yours, grinding into you.

You gasped for air. “Fu- fuck. Ho- Mnn…” Your moan choking you. Head so confused you barely knew who’s name to moan.

“Is that a yes?” Namjoon rasped into your ear, hands squeezing your waist a bit more.

You nodded, somewhat dizzy. Not sure what was going on but definitely not wanting to stop. And Hoseok looked up to his friend, chuckling and telling him something, having a small conversation over your head without including you. “What did he say?”

“You don’t need to know everything.”

You left the bar together, pulling up at a car waiting for you outside. Hoseok holding your hand and stealing kisses here and there, Namjoon right behind you.

“Do you want me to come, too?” he asked you before you got in the car. You looked at Hoseok for a second, because he hadn’t said anything and the words were confusing you. Namjoon chuckled, taking a step closer and holding your jaw to bring your face to look up at him, close to him. “It’s me, I’m talking to you. Want me to come with you, baby?”

You were nodding immediately. Fuck. Both of them? How could you say no? Namjoon kissed you in the car for the first time while Hoseok’s hands kept getting higher and higher up your legs. You had no time to breathe, the moment one of them released you, the other’s lips found yours like they were starving. Two mouths on you, two sets of hands, two voices whispering in your ears. Overwhelming. And you couldn’t even wrap your head around how much more there was to come.

“Get naked baby, right now,” Namjoon ordered you the moment you reached Hoseok’s place. Was he even translating his words anymore, or was that all him? They both talked seductively to you, you had no idea what was going on anymore. Who cares? A language barrier didn’t exist in your body language. You understood their moans and grunts, you understood the way they lost their clothes and pushed you into the bed. You definitely understood both of their hard cocks, how horny you got them. The way Hoseok whined when he started fingering you, astonished at how wet you were, the way Namjoon groaned when you took him in your mouth.

On your hands and knees, Hoseok pounded into your pussy with force while spanking your ass, causing you to slide your mouth up and down Namjoon’s length who was standing in front of you with a handful of your hair. So full, so content. You were moaning around one dick while clenching around the other, and you couldn’t understand just how lucky you had to be to find yourself in this situation. Tears rolling down your face in the happiest way you had ever felt.

Namjoon chuckled. Then he leaned down to raise your face and cooed at you. “Hobi wanted me to specifically let you know how much of a little slut you are, taking both of our cocks so well.” He stroked your cheek, Hoseok slapping your ass with great contrast. “And that you need to get ready for us to take turns fucking you all night.”

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jimin search:tropes

ksj // myg // jhs // knj // pjm // kth // jjk

» arranged marriage au

» bad boy au 

» based on a movie

» best friends au

» best friends to lovers au

» best friends boyfriend au

» boyfriend au

» brothers best friend au

» break up au

» ceo au 

» coworkers au

» childhood friends au 

» christmas au

» cheating au

» college au

» dancer au

» dilf au 

» doctor au

» enemies to lovers au

» enemies with benefits au

» exes to lovers au

» exes au

» established relationship au

» favourites

» fiance au

» friends to lovers au

» fuck boy au

» fake dating au

» frat boy au

» friends with benefits au

» idiots to lovers au

» infidelity au

» idol au

» love triangle au

» mafia au

» marriage au

» neighbours au

» nerd au

» older reader

» online dating au

» pining

» parents au

» professor au

» racer au

» roommate au

» rockstar au

» rich boy au

» social media au

» strangers to lovers au

» single dad au

» single parent au

» slow burn au

» summer love au

» summer job au

» stripper au

» threesome au

» unrequited love au

» virgin au

» wedding au

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[updated 14.08.22]

blackout | jjk

⇥ pairing: roommate!jungkook x reader

⇥ genre: best friends to lovers, roommate and college au, fluff, crack, smut

⇥ rating: 18+

⇥ warnings: swearing, he’s just a bit of a fuckboy, bickering, swooning over/thirsting for jk (🤷‍♀️), a manually induced fake blackout? dunno those 2 are odd k, they play uno, a lot of spending time in the darkness, kook has no chill, teasing, consent, dirty talk, fingering, cmnf for a while, sexual tension, oral (both receiving), shower sex, choking, hair pulling, reader cries a bit, jk likes to praise, dry humping?, pussy and tits slapping rip (and some ass ig), making out🙄, manhandling, jk loves her tits and ass and plays with them (a lot), he’s sweet but cocky too, protected sex, dom + big dick kook

⇥ wc: 14.3k

⇥ author’snotes: this is a repost from my old blog!! i may repent for my sins. also i do not know why this is so long, i thought it would be 10k rip please i apologize. anyways, i really hope you like it!! i’m very stoked to find out what you think😶‍🌫️

⇥ summary: Utility bills shooting up like this should be an international crime. Luckily, Jungkook has the perfect idea(s) to save up money and make your night sinfully unforgettable.

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pt1 || pt2 || pt3

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The hardness of the bench is tiring out your ass.

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One Time Thing | 01

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; what are you going to do when your best friend asks you to have sex with her boyfriend?

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jimin x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: best friend’s boyfriend au, angst, fluff, smut

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language, oral sex (f.), protected sex, breast play

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 7k+

𝐚/𝐧: I’ve decided to rewrite and repost this entire series. It’s one of my first series on this blog, have been put on-hold for the longest time ever. It still is… not gonna lie, rewriting this story brought me mixed feelings about this. I’m not sure if it’s worth posting and writing – so please if you like this story let me know! The future of this story depends on you (literally) because I’ve been thinking about deleting it. I’m just not sure if ppl will like it, so if you do please let me know. Don’t ask me how I came up with this story idea lmao I don’t even know but I always come out with the weirdest ideas ever.

𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 ⇢ (links to be added)

“What?!”

The scream rips out of your throat, loud enough to make your best friend cringe at the loudness of your tone. But you don’t care. You don’t seem to focus enough to care. No other words leaving your mouth while you stare completely shocked at her. You just can’t seem to believe what she just said. Your rapidly beating heart says it all.

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