- This Wont Take A Minute (m) | Myg

- this won’t take a minute (m) | myg

Summary: You and your rapper boyfriend Yoongi make a bet. You say he can’t make you cum in under sixty seconds, Yoongi says that he can.

Word count: 892

Warnings: oral sex (f. receiving), semi public oral sex, accidental voyerism, fingering, squirting.

A/N: This is unedited and sloppy but I don’t care. Also lmao I remember thinking I would never write Yoongi smut but here we are, I wrote this in one sitting. I think I’m gonna stick to shorter stuff for now because I need practice and it feels so good to finish! (No pun intended) enjoy and tell me what you think ( ˘ ³˘)

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How about spicy post workout 🌺koo drabble (because sweaty jungboobs in ptd concert) 👀👀👀👀👀

pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader

genre: smut (not actual sex but still), fluff, established relationship, slice of life, non-idol au

word count: i have no idea, for once i didn’t write this in word docs lol

a/n: okayyyy, so 👀 i got some very spicy scenarios but for now i thought this one better fit this couple. doesn’t mean the other ones won’t be written at some point bc i honestly loved them lmao. anyway, i hope you guys enjoy!

Entering your shared place, Jeongguk was excitedly greeted by your pup — both his attention and affection going to your fluffy son for a few seconds before he heard the water running in the bathroom. That had him furrowing his eyebrows, throwing his bag on the couch before he made his way over where the sound was coming from.

It was past 8pm now, and you were supposed to be at a small get together with your friends from work — one that you had asked him to tag along with, yet he had refused to, since he wanted you to have fun without having to worry about him —although you had argued over that in a heartbeat—. Instead, he had decided to go to the gym while you were supposed to get ready.

So, it was fair to say he was quite surprised when he opened the bathroom’s door and you were just now taking a shower.

“I thought the shower would be free” he teasingly said, earning a small jump from you, as you had not expected him to be home so soon.

Pulling the curtains back enough for your face to peek through them while your body remained covered, you couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him. Messy, wet hair falling slightly over his forehead, as you couldn’t help but notice the sweat running down his face and neck, giving him a particular kind of glow that made your knees go weak every single time.

“You could’ve showered at the gym, you know?” you teased him back, watching him amusedly roll his eyes at you before you went back to remove the last bit of conditioner left on your hair.

“I only went to the building’s one, I would much rather shower at the comfort of my home” he nodded to himself. “Didn’t know my late ass girl would be still here”.

“I took a nap that I wasn’t supposed to,” you shamefully confessed. “But I just got done”.

Said and done, you turned the water off, carefully reaching for the towel you had brought with you. Only that Jeongguk was faster, pulling the curtains back without notice and holding the fabric up for you.

Smiling shyly, you got out of the shower, letting him dry your body before he placed the towel around it. And then, before you could thank him, his arms were tightly wrapped around you, too — chin resting on your shoulder as he hugged you from behind.

“What are you doing?”

“Loving you” he simply replied, peppering small kisses from your naked shoulder to the crook of your neck.

“Yah, you’re all sweaty” you breathily whined, uselessly trying to remove his hands from your waist.

“You don’t complain when I’m all sweaty on top of you”.

The heat didn’t wait to reach your cheeks, lightly shoving him back with your shoulder to let him know what his words had done to you.

“Am I wrong?” he smirked, tightening his arms around you.

“I just showered, though” you avoided his question. “And you’re making me all dirty again”.

“Okay then” he finally removed his strong arms from you, taking a step back and placing his hands at the end of his tank top so he could pull it over his head. “I’ll just leave you alone to get ready”.

The moment he took his t-shirt off, though, the least you wanted was for him to leave you alone. Au contraire, all you wanted were his arms around you once again.

Ever since he got promoted at work and hence he got more free time, he had been more into working out than he ever was before. And although you had never been too lowkey when it came to staring at him, lately you could just not seem to take your eyes off him.

Especially not now, when his glistening, toned chest, was only a meter away from you.

“Aren’t you going to our bedroom now so you can change?” he pushed it, knowing all too well what he was doing to you when he took his sweatpants off as well.

“You’re such a tease” you huffed.

Jeongguk chuckled, pulling you towards him by your wrist — mouth temptingly brushing against yours. “How am I teasing you, petal?”

“You know how” you glared at him before your eyes unconsciously focused on his pink mouth.

A knowing smile curved up his lips, fixing a wet strand of hair behind your ear.

“All I’m doing is try and get ready to take a shower”.

“Oh, shut up” you breathed out when you were done with his not so innocent games, placing your hand on the nape of his neck and pulling him down to your lips.

Letting out a small hum, he didn’t wait to deepen the kiss, tightly wrapping his arms around your waist and walking you backwards just enough for your back to press against the wall.

With your hands faintly scratching their way down his smooth back, you opened your mouth for his tongue to massage yours — only for him to later hush one of your moans, the moment he had softly pulled on your hair.

That evening, though, you felt like turning the tables around. So, knowing he was ticklish on his sides, you ran your hands down his hot skin, causing him to pull slightly away out of reflex, and taking that brief second as your cue to place your lips on his neck.

Having his head tilting to the side as a small groan escaped his mouth, he gave you all the time and space you needed to tease him. Watching a small mark show up on his skin, you placed a few more kisses on the sensitive spot, hearing his breathing become heavier and placing your hands on his chest as it moved up and down — a choked moan coming out of his lips when your mouth made its way down to replace them.

Both missing your mouth on his and feeling like he would lose it if you kept teasing his by now quite sensitive nipples, Jeongguk placed two fingers below your chin to pull you back up, so his lips could hungrily crash on yours and take back the control he had just lost.

It was only when your fingertips played with the waistband of his underwear and his hands were firmly placed on the curve of your back to pull you closer and create the friction his hardening member was so badly craving for, that you tried to pull away.

“Wait, wait” you placed a hand on his chest for him to keep his distance, while the other one went to the top of the towel around your body. “My towel is sliding down”.

“Isn’t that the whole point?” he smiled.

Moving his kisses down to your shoulder, he peppered a few of them before his hand removed yours, and with that your towel slid down to your feet — lingering lips wasting no time in making their way down to the naked skin on your chest.

“Are you showering with me?” his low voice sent shivers down your spine.

“I just did, and I’m supposed to be out in less than an hour” you reminded him. “Plus, something tells me you’re not planning on just showering”.

Jeongguk pouted, going back to press another kiss to your mouth. “I can be fast” his words had the corners of your lips curving up, as his mouth once again pressed to yours. “Or you can stay home with me…”

You bit down on your bottom lip. “I don’t know…”

“I can make you feel good” he gently bit your earlobe.

“So can do a night out with my friends” you taunted him.

“Yah,” he nuzzled your neck. “I need you”.

You laughed under your breath, pressing a chaste kiss on his head. Truth was, you could never say no to your needy boyfriend. But, fuck, did you enjoy teasing him.

“Are you getting this needy every time you work out now?”

“Are you looking at me like you did before every time I sweat now?” he bit back.

“If you always look this irresistible…”

Jeongguk chuckled. “You always look irresistible to me. I guess there you have your answer”.

Deciding to say nothing and instead contemplating one last time on whether you should stay home with your boyfriend or go out with your friends like you had planned to, you found yourself internally laughing.

As if you even needed to make a choice.

“If they call me and ask why I didn’t go, you are picking up and making up an excuse for me”.

“Or…” he trailed off, swollen lips hovering yours and warm hands dangerously wandering down your body. “We turn your phone off so we can have tonight all to ourselves”.

Oh, you would definitely make him come up with an excuse. But that could be the next day. Tonight, you were just giving in to his wishes and enjoying one another with no one else to bother you.

maybe i do | kth. masterlist

➵ summary :  maybe you love each other, maybe you don’t. when a deal between your fathers leaves you forcefully wedding kim taehyung, arguably seoul’s most powerful CEO, you’re prepared for a loveless marriage of eternal regret and unhappiness. but maybe, it doesn’t turn out that way after all.

↳  part of the high-class series!

➵ pairing : taehyung x reader

➵ genre :  arranged marriage!au, ceo!tae, s2l!au, eventual smut, fluff, angst

➵ rating : 18+

➵ warnings : swearing, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of anxiety, mentions of confrontative violence (with other characters, not each other), lots of feels concerning forced marriage, a bad ex (reader’s), mentions of bad sexual experiences with ex (consensual, just bad sex), explicit sexual content, oral (m. and f. receiving), unprotected sex, penetrative sex (chapters have their own warnings!)

➵ a/n : thank you so much for all the support on this series! i couldn’t be more grateful ♡

➵ playlist : sweet night by v! the lyrics fit this series perfectly 🥺

➵ status: (complete) ✓

↠  chapter one : “my forever’s falling down” (11k)

↠  chapter two : “on my pillow, can’t get me tired”  (10k)

↠  chapter three : “the window opened one time with you and me”  (17k)

↠  chapter four : “feels like a river’s rushing through my mind”  (16k)

↠  chapter five : “would it be alright, if i pulled you closer?”  (17k)

↠  chapter six : “my heart is pounding tonight”  (25k)

↠  chapter seven : “i’m wondering if you’d want me now”  (22k)

↠  chapter eight : “i still hope the door is open”  (38k)

↠  chapter nine : “i wanna ask you, if this is all just in my head?”  (32k)

↠ [bonus!] chapter nine. five : “you are too good to be true” (6k)

↠ chapter ten : “how could i know, one day i’d wake up feeling more?” (36k)

 ↠ chapter eleven : “i’m wondering, are you my bestfriend?”  (34k)

↠  chapter twelve : “sharing my fragile truth” (50k)

↠  chapter thirteen : “i had already reached the shore” (37k)

↠  final : “we were ships in the night” (55k)

↠  epilogue : “a sweet night”  (3k)

drabbles :

↳ “the very first christmas” 

↳ “comfort”

↳ “one year anniversary” coming soon!

↳ “one week without sex” coming soon!

↳ “remote control” coming soon!

faq : when do you update?

randomly! i used to produce a chapter every week or so, though with school and work things got busy :(  i do work on my updates everyday though ! i also get very active on my blog and inform everyone before a release, so you don’t have to worry 🥺

what does mid!tae look like? 

what’s the timeline of the mid!couple’s relationship?

what’s domestic/at home mid!tae like? 

what happened to the camera?

how are real-life taehyung and mid!taehyung alike?

what do mrs. choi and seo’s schedule look like?

what did mrs. choi and seo do during the events of chapter 8?

what was taehyung’s mindset during the events of chapter 7?

what was taehyung’s pov when they first started getting intimate? 

what was taehyung’s past with women?

a deeper look into the reader’s character 

extras : 

➵ tracking tag 

➵ announcement!

➵ the vote! how should chapter 10 be released?

“I’m not walking out on you.”

yoongi x reader (oc) genre: angst beta readers: @aurorassadprosee; @stayjimin​  word count: 6.3K

a/n: Ok lovelies, there’s no resolution to the fight in this yet lol. Reader/Kid is experiencing frustration along with a confusing mix of emotions and Yoongi is trying to keep up and make amends and yeah. I guess it’s just like sad? and frustrating? Anyways, here’s 6.3K words of Kid denying her emotions and pretending to not care nearly as much as she does. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :)) 

Staring at the back of your boyfriend’s head, you picked at your nails nervously. He was busy, you knew that, but he was always busy these days. One cancelled plan is understandable, hell even the second cancellation was valid with his line of work, but that didn’t keep you from feeling a bit rejected. You wanted to spend time with him and those desires were starting to take over your impulses as well as your emotions.

As he clicked away on his keyboard, one headphone over his ear as the other was pulled off in case you called for his attention, you worked up the courage to do just that. It’s just Yoongi, you thought to yourself. The worst he would do is tell you he can’t spare the time for you later, you could handle that, even if you didn’t want to hear any variation of rejection from him. Sighing at yourself, you sat up straight on his studio couch. “Hey, Yoongi?”

A hum met your ears as he quickly clicked a few more things on his monitor before pulling the headphones down to rest around his neck. “What’s up, Kid?” He asked, turning around in his chair to face you. He was so clueless to everything swirling around your head, and that was both assuring and frustrating. If he wasn’t concerned then that should be a good sign, right? But then again, if there was no problems on his horizon then why were you so stressed from your point of view?

“Are you gonna be busy tonight?” You asked, an edge of tentativeness in your tone that Yoongi easily picked up on. A pout slowly formed on his lips as he looked back at his monitor and thought for a moment.

“I don’t have to be,” he mumbled, looking back to you with a soft gaze.

“Yeah?” You questioned, staring at him intently. “It’s ok if you need to work, it’s just, I was thinking we could hang out just the two of us. Without work.” You waited for him to respond but he made no move to speak, simply watching you carefully instead. “It’s just you’ve been so busy and it’s been a few weeks since we hung out just us two without some sort of work invol-” you began to ramble on, over-explaining yourself out of nervousness.

“Kid, it’s ok, we can have a date night,” he interrupted you, flashing you a small gummy grin, entertained by your almost shy behavior. It was rare that he saw you act this way. Normally, you adored that smile, always wanting to see more of it. But the situation was becoming humiliating for you, as though you were begging for his attention; as though you weren’t ok without it. The smile taunted you and your vulnerability. “Wanna go out, or just at your place?”

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I Will Love You Either Way

a/n: very very short blurp because I wanted to thank y'all for 1k followers! I appreciate y'all for reading my silly little stories :)

Summary: Yoongi appreciates you more than you will ever know. W/C: 957 genre: fluff

"She dances," Yoongi starts, a simpered smile stretching across his face, "not like we do, though."

Namjoon sits beside Yoongi, a beer in his hand while he looks at his Hyung. Memories of the last 10 years rush through his head, his mind racing with how hard Yoongi worked in that time span. Not bothering himself with falling in love because the only thing that mattered to him was making sure BTS was successful.

"What do you mean?" Namjoon chuckles softly.

Yoongi shrugs, glancing out of the window and into the backyard, where Min Holly chases you around the backyard. He can't wipe the smile off of his face, "This morning I woke up after her, right?"

Namjoon takes note of Yoongi's animated gestures, giving a small nod in response, hiding his own smile behind the bottle.

"and I smell food, so obviously I walk downstairs to go to the kitchen where I see her, in my clothes, singing into a whisk while she dances to the music in her headphones." Yoongi pauses to glance at Namjoon, his face heating when he realizes the younger one is smiling at him.

"Do you like that she dances? Because you usually only dance for work."

Yoongi's eyes cast upward, his hands falling onto his face while he rubs his eyes, "I love that she dances. I love that she makes me breakfast in the mornings, I love that she wears my clothes, I love that she whispers my name in her sleep. She's the greatest thing to ever happen to me, Namjoon."

"I'm glad," Namjoon responds, "you deserve to be in love."

Yoongi's smile drops, his eyes falling back to you, where you lay in the shade beneath the large oak tree that made Yoongi buy this house in the first place. Your chest his heaving while you catch your breath, and you turn your head to meet Yoongi's gaze. You give a small wave, blowing a kiss in his direction, with which Yoongi catches and slides into his pocket.

"I love her more than I've loved any one or any thing in my life," he finally responds, "and it scares the living shit out of me."

Namjoon cocks an eyebrow, his tongue swiping across the rim of the beer bottle.

Yoongi senses his questioning, waving a hand while he gathers his thoughts, "I can't live without her."

Namjoon smiles, "That's the best part about being in love."

"Yes," Yoongi sees you stand up and dust the dirt off of your purple leggings, "and also the scariest."

You enter the foyer of Yoongi's house, taking off your shoes and walking towards the kitchen to wash your hands. "Do either of you boys want another beer?"

"No, baby, we're okay." Yoongi answers for the both of them, hearing you step back out with your own bottle and pull up a chair beside Yoongi.

Namjoon eyes you and Yoongi for a moment, before smirking to himself. Standing up, he stretches his arms outward, "I think it's shower time, can I use your shampoo, Hyung?"

Yoongi nods, allowing Namjoon to dismiss himself as he feels a hand rub his knee. Wrapping an arm around your shoulders, he brings you close and presses a kiss to your temple, "You smell like grass."

You look up to him, your bottom lip jutted out in a small pout, "I thought you liked nature."

Yoongi leans down, capturing your lips with his. The taste of the strawberry soju you grabbed is a stark contrast to the barley flavor of the beer he had imported from the states. His tongue swipes against your bottom lip, but neither of you took that as an indication of making the kiss more heated. He simply wants to taste you. For the rest of his life.

When he pulls away, your head stays on his chest as his arm pulls you closer to him.

A sigh of content falls from your lips, your eyes closing while the sun beams through the window and onto your face. Yoongi's hand dances up your arm and to your neck, rubbing soft circles.

It's moments like these that make Yoongi realize just how much he loves you. He wasn't lying when he told Namjoon that it terrifies the shit out of him, because he knows that he truly can't be without you. He wants to see you dance in the kitchen in the mornings and sing in the shower and sleep soundly beside him. He wonders what you would look like in old age, maybe having had a few kids and sitting on a porch with him while you both look back on your lives. He wonders what your hair will look like when it's graying and how the wrinkles will fall on your face and if you will think of him as just as handsome as he knows he will think of you in beauty.

"Do you think we'll be together forever?"

Yoongi's eyes widen at your sudden words, and he realizes that you, too, have had the same fear all along.

"I will love you as long as you let me," Yoongi starts, "and I'm hoping that that is forever."

You smile, "I hope it's forever, too."

"Then it's settled," Yoongi reaches over and pulls you onto his lap, grabbing your face with his hands and making you look down at him, "we can't leave each other." He knows his heart is thudding in his chest, but he hears yours thudding as well.

"Deal." you grin, allowing Yoongi to bring your lips down to his and kissing you once more.

Love is truly a terrifying thing, but Yoongi can't imagine wanting anyone else to transverse it with. It will only be you.

Never, Never Fall (myg)

Summary- A year after you broke off your engagement to the man you imagined spending forever with, he invites you to dinner out of the blue. 

word count- 7.9k (welp went over the 3k! 😅)

pairing- rapper!Yoongi x Reader 

rating- R

genre- angst, fluff, light smut, exes to lovers

warnings- allusions to depression, talks of low self esteem, semi-explicit smut including unprotected vanilla sex, a little (read: a lot) of crying, soft!Yoongi, workaholic!Yoongi, kindof idol!Yoongi (it’s Agust D y’all)

reading note- italics signify flashbacks.

a.n- This was commissioned by the lovely @bulletproofgucci for the army for aapi event. Thank you so much for your donation, Kristen and I hope this piece lives up to your standards! Remember you said not to be afraid to make it hurt 😉

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A huge shout out to @hobiandsprite​ and @imyourhobiii​ for beta reading! You guys really be out here making sure I don’t sound like a dumbo 💕Also, thank you so much to @oftenderweapons​​, @casuallyimagining​​, @taegularities​​, and @hobiandsprite​​ for helping me brainstorm the ending and easing my worries through my random writer’s block.

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With a hand raised over your eyes, you blocked the late evening sun as you stepped out onto the sidewalk, stumbling a little over a crack. Despite the sun still beaming overhead, the autumn air was crisp, a dry burn over your face as you walked towards the restaurant, leaves crunching under your Chelseas. 

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