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Before The Darkness

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☪GENRE: established relationships, old friends to friends mafia au, purge au, first kiss, i love you, betrayal, fluff ending,

☪PAIRING: Yoongi x Fem!Reader

☪Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - September 2024

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The sun filtered through the curtains of your living room giving it a warm but uneasy glow of everything. You knelt on the floor trying to pack everything you were going to need for the next day or so into one suitcase and Yoongi looked at you with a saddened expression. This year he'd gotten to you earlier than he ever usually did, it was almost 5 in the morning when he decided to come and get you ready to come to his place.

The purge didn't even start until tomorrow at 7pm but you figured Yoongi was just deciding to be a little more cautious with time this year since people got a little wacky in the lead-up to the event.

"Is Cassandra going to be there this time?" You knew his live-in cook probably wanted to be with her family during the purge this year but you'd grown close with her over the years of this happening. The two of you had formed a strong friendship since it would usually be the two of you locked up inside of the house with nothing much to do except talk. Yoongi would always make sure he looked you up in his place since it was like a fortress.

Not to mention no one really wanted to mess with Min Yoongi. The man who practically ran the underworld and everyone knew the name of, he was a household name at this point. His house was one of the safest places on the planet whenever the purge was going down, people begged to be taken there when the purge was happening and he tried to keep his men or his men's family there but there were only so many rooms he could use for them.

"You're not going to mine this year," He mumbled a little just low enough for you to hear him, peeking through your curtains to make sure there was no one outside. All morning he'd been a little more jittery than usual and it was strange to see him so on edge. Someone who you knew was never like that, someone who made things in the dark is scared of him.

Yoongi wasn't scared of anything. That you knew of and you knew everything about him. The two of you had grown up living right next door to each other. Hell, you were in love with him, not that you'd ever admit that to him.

"What are you talking about?" You laughed weakly hoping he was joking but there wasn't even a hint of a smile on Yoongi's face as he turned to look at you.

"It's not safe enough, you're going out of town." You stared at him as he explained it and he made his way over to you.

"But-" You tried to say it was the best place for you to be but he cut you off rather quickly,

"Are you packed?" It was now that you noticed that there were beads of sweat starting to form on his head and you nodded zipping up your case which was quickly taken by Yoongi and then grabbed your hand. You did your best to ignore the jolt of electricity that ran through your body as he did this and followed him outside.

Today he was in his armoured car and four men with guns surrounded it, looking in all directions which didn't make you relax as you realised he must have been hiding how bad it was going to be this year.

There had been rumours that this year was going to be bloodier than usual, that people were going over the top with everything. But that was just rumours. No one would ever dare go against Yoongi, right?

"Yoongi, what's going on?" Your voice shook a little as you reached the car, your eyes lingering on the men who were all holding guns and still looking around as if they were waiting for a threat to come out of hiding.

"We have to go, I can't explain it here...Please," He opened the passenger door and you climbed in as he raced to do up your seatbelt for you. Your eyes landed on his hands and you noticed the slight tremor in them as he tried to help you.

"I can do it." You promised him but he continued to do it until you were strapped in, his eyes lingering on yours before the door slammed and he threw your bag into the back of the car. Silently getting into the driver's side and driving off without a word to you.

After about twenty minutes of driving in silence, you decided to break the ice and figure out what was going on inside of that head of his. It wasn't good for him to be in there alone too long and you knew that.

"Yoongi, you're scaring me. What's going on?" You looked out of the window to see four armoured cars following you, all of them his and your eyes went back to him.

His hands were clutching the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were turning white and he looked as though he was ready to kill someone. Something you'd seen many times since knowing Yoongi.

"It's not safe at mine, I'm taking you somewhere better, somewhere you'll be protected." His hand moved to the gearshift and you placed your hand on top of his trying to soothe him, even just a little.

"I'm always safe with you...you keep me safe." You whispered and he swallowed the lump in his throat. While that might have been true at one point or another it wasn't true now. Now he had no choice but to send you away, somewhere safe that no one would ever find you or know who you were.

"Yn, not this time." He shook his head, his eyes flicking to your hands and he linked your fingers together as he changed gears, keeping your hand with his the whole time.

"You're taking me across state lines, right? No one will know you, or me?" You looked at him as you realised what he was doing. If no one knew you, then you weren't going to be a bigger target.

"I already have a place set up, you trust me...right?" His eyes flicked to yours as he drove and you turned to look at him.

"Always, Yoongi." You nodded at him. Maybe it was wrong to follow him so blindly, to trust someone with his power but you did and you didn't care who knew it. The car fell into silence and you looked out of the window.

You were used to extended silences with him, it wasn't anything uncomfortable and you knew never to push him when he was in this kind of state.

The car's engine finally cut off, and the silence that followed was deafening, you stared around at the forest you were currently in. It was getting dark and you'd been on the road almost all day, your back hurt from sitting in the seat. You'd only made four stops on the whole drive and you dreaded to think how much pain Yoongi was in from driving for so long.

Yoongi stepped out of the car first he walked toward your side of the car and helped you out, taking your hand in his before you walked to the entrance of the underground safe house. His heart felt heavy, the weight of everything finally getting a bit too much for him but he knew he needed to do this for your own sake. He had built this place for moments like these—when the world was too dangerous for you when life was too uncertain. But nothing could prepare him for the storm brewing inside him now.

You looked around, trying to grasp the fact that this remote, hidden place was where you would stay for who knew how long since Yoongi hadn't even told you. You stared at Yoongi and you could feel it—his reluctance, the tension in his words during the drive over here.

"You're safe here," Yoongi said, his voice low and steady, as you both stepped inside the secure space. The door clicked shut behind them, locking out the world and you saw as electric deadbolts locked you both inside. It was almost like the ones in a bank vault, no one was getting through that door unless they owned a military-grade drill or laser - or they were Yoongi.

"No one knows about this place. No one can find you. You're safe." He repeated the words as if saying them were making them feel comforted by them instead of you. You stood there, staring at him, your heart pounding with questions that had no easy answers.

"But why here? Why so far away?" Your voice trembled, barely holding it together. He'd already told you it wasn't safe back home because there was a target but this felt too extreme for that.

"Yoongi, why are you hiding me out here? Please, just tell me." You looked at him and he looked over at you. He'd made a promise years ago to you that he would never hide anything from you.

He hesitated, looking down, trying to figure out how to explain it without crushing you completely.

"The Purge this year..." he began slowly, you nodded you'd heard the rumours of course you had.

"It's worse than before. Bloodier. It's not safe anywhere in the city. I had to take you away from it. Away from the threats, you're a walking target because of me. That house isn't safe but this is." You stared at him and nodded, shit you already knew but it still didn't feel like the whole truth. Not from him.

"But that’s not the full truth." You stepped closer to him, your eyes burning into his as you tried to figure it all out, to understand what he wasn’t saying to you.

"What aren’t you telling me, Yoongi?" His shoulders tensed, and he sighed heavily at you before pushing his hands through his hair.

You were always too smart, too perceptive and he knew he couldn’t hide from you, not now, not ever.

"There’s a war," he finally admitted, his voice flat and distant.

"A war with a rival gang that’s been brewing for a long time. It’s about to explode. And this time... I don’t know if I’ll make it out alive." The silence that followed was suffocating, you felt your heart drop out of your chest and into your stomach as you stared at him. It honestly felt as though someone had shot you. You stepped closer, your hands shaking as you reached for him, taking his hands in yours as you shook your head at him.

"No," You whispered, your voice cracking at the thought of never seeing him again. The two of you had always been together. The two of you were practically joined at the hip.

"No, you can’t leave me like this. You can’t go back there. Yoongi, please... stay here with me. Stay where it's safe," The desperation in your voice cut through him, your trembling hands gripping his jacket as if you could hold him in place, but you both knew you weren't strong enough for that.

"Don’t go," You pleaded, your voice breaking as tears welled in your eyes. There was no way he was just going to walk out on you, you wouldn't be able to live without him around.

"I have to go, my men need me, Yn." He reached out as he ran his hand over your cheek, wiping the tears out from under your thumb his heart shattering at the sight of you crying for him.

"Stay with me. I can’t lose you. I—" Your breath hitched, and you closed your eyes leaning into his touch as you began forcing the words out. The words you'd been holding in for years but desperate times called for desperate measures.

"I love you, Yoongi. Please. Don’t go." Yoongi’s eyes softened at your confession. He looked at you with an intensity that made your heart race, and yet, his smile was weak, a touch of sadness pulling at the corners of his mouth.

he'd been waiting to hear those words from you for years and now he was getting them right before he was going to die?

"You always wait until the last minute," he murmured with a bittersweet smile, forcing out a laugh as he shook his head at you.

"Always late with the things I want to hear most."

"Promise me you'll stay!" You yell at him, shoving your hands on his chest as he huffed a little the air in his lungs being knocked a little.

"Yn-"

"Don't! If you love me you'll stay here!" You threatened him and he sighed at you. He had obligations to his men but he nodded at you. He pulled you close, resting his forehead against yours.

"Okay," he whispered, his voice cracking just a little.

"I’ll stay. I love you too, Yn." He whispers as you wrap your arms around the back of his neck, your tears falling freely now.

"Promise me," You said softly, letting out a shakey breath as you watched him closely.

"Promise you won’t leave me. Not tonight." Yoongi nodded, his hand holding your waist in his grasp.

"I promise," he whispered into your ear, pressing a small kiss to your cheek as he nodded at you.

"I’ll stay with you." Relief washed over you, the tension in your body easing as you buried your face in his chest, your arms wrapped tightly around him.

"It's been a long day, sunshine. We should sleep," He told you as he took your hand in his, leading you through the base in the direction of one of the bedrooms. You took note of everything.

There was a huge living area with a TV and selection of movies, a kitchen big enough to host dinners for an army and then a number of bedrooms but Yoongi continued to walk you until he reached the main one.

It was huge, a king-sized bed in the centre of the room and your eyes flicked to the door that had ten different locks on it to keep people out.

You clung to him as if afraid he would disappear if you let go of him but you crawled onto the bed.

"Don't fight it," he laughed as he ran his hand over your cheek softly.

"You promise not to go, right?" you mumbled tiredly as you snuggled into him. Yoongi smiled weakly,

"I promise." He whispers back to you. Slowly, as the exhaustion of the day and the weight of your emotions caught up with you. Yoongi watched you as your breathing evened out, and you fell asleep in his arms.

Yoongi lay there in the dim light, watching your peaceful face, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on your back before his eyes flicked to the time, he could spend five more minutes with you.

When you woke up you whimpered a little, there was a cold chill thanks to the underground safe house. You turned over in the bed searching for Yoongi but your heart sunk into the pit of your stomach the moment you realized the space beside you was empty.

"Yoongi?" You called out, your voice trembling, but there was no answer only further pushing the theory that he'd left you after promising not to. You scrambled out of bed, stumbling toward the door, your feet carrying you through the silent hallways. Each step felt like you were sinking deeper into the darkness of uncertainty, and with every empty room you passed your dread grew.

"Yoongi!" You yelled again, desperation seeping into your voice as you reached the common area. There, seated casually at a table, was one of his men—stoic, calm, flipping through a newspaper as if nothing was amiss.

"Where is he?" You demanded, your voice edged with fear and frustration, you didn't give a fuck what his rank was with yoongi you wanted to know where he was after promising you he wasn't going to leave your side.

"Where is Yoongi?" The man looked up, his face unreadable, his eyes betraying nothing, not that any of his men did. He sighed and stood up slowly as if bracing himself for your reaction. Yoongi had given him strict instructions to let you know he was gone and that you weren't to leave.

"He’s gone," he said quietly. You blinked at his nonchalant attitude already pissing you off. Your mind began reeling as if you hadn’t heard him correctly.

"What do you mean, gone?" You whispered, the words barely making it past your throat as you shook your head at him. Yoongi promised he wouldn't go. He never broke his promises. Not to you.

"He promised me… he promised me he wouldn’t leave. He—" The man’s expression softened slightly, but he remained firm as he looked at you.

"He didn’t want you to worry," the man said suddenly making you scoff at him.

"He wanted to protect you." You let out a bitter laugh, wiping at your tears angrily.

"Worry? All I'm going to do is worry!" Your voice splintered, the pain and frustration bubbling up uncontrollably. You felt betrayed, and abandoned—how could he leave you like that after everything?

Time passed in a haze, and as the week wore on, your fear twisted into anger at the thought of him leaving you and not saying a fucking word to you. You were terrified that he might be dead, that the war had taken him from you forever and you'd only just confessed to one another. And yet at the same time, you were furious at him for leaving you, for breaking his promise.

It had been a week and you had almost given up hope when you heard it—heavy footsteps echoing through the hallway. The commotion and stomping of more than one set of feet and you knew it wasn't just your own lonely guard.

You froze, your heart pounding in your chest, disbelief flooding you as you turned toward the door, shifting out of the covers and watching the door. The handle turned slowly, and the door creaked open.

There he was.

Yoongi stood in the doorway, covered in blood, his clothes torn and dirty. His hair was dishevelled, and bruises lined his pale skin, his lip was busted. He looked like he had been through hell, but there was a smirk tugging at his lips, his dark eyes locking onto yours with a gleam of mischief.

"I told you," he said, his voice gravelly and low.

"I'll never leave." For a moment, relief flooded through you so powerfully that you could hardly breathe. He was alive. He was here. But then the pain, the fear, and the anger came rushing back, overtaking the relief. Gripping the pillow beside you, you launched it in his direction but he swatted it away from his face.

"What the Yn?!" Your eyes narrowed, your fists clenched at your sides as you got out from the bed and stormed to stand in front of him.

"I hate you," You spat, her voice sharp and trembling.

"I hate you for breaking your promise. You swore you wouldn’t leave, Yoongi. You promised." Yoongi’s smirk faltered slightly as your words hit him. This whole time he thought you would have been happy to see him, he was happy to be back here, he hadn't thought about how much it would have hurt that he wasn't here for the last week.

He stepped closer to you, his expression softening, the exhaustion creeping into his eyes.

"Y/N," he started quietly, his voice gentle as he moved to cup your face in his hands but you moved away from him.

"I didn’t want to break that promise. But I had to end this. I had to make sure you were safe." You shook your head, your tears spilling over as you backed away from him, your anger masking the hurt that was tearing you apart on the inside.

"You don’t get it," You whispered, your voice cracking.

"You left me here for a week—alone, terrified that you were dead. I thought I’d lost you forever. I just fucking confessed my love and you were gone!"

"I know," he whispered, stepping closer, his hands reaching out to gently pull you into his arms. You resisted for a moment, your body tense, but when you felt his warmth, the fight slowly drained from you, and you crumbled against him, your tears soaking into his bloodstained jacket.

"I’m sorry," Yoongi murmured, his voice thick with emotion as he pressed his lips to the top of your head, his arms around you tightening as he brought you close. Both of you kneeling down on the floor.

"I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn’t want to hurt you. I thought this was the only way… I thought it would be over faster. But I was wrong." You sobbed against him, your fists weakly pounding against his chest before you let your arms wrap around him tightly.

"You can’t do that to me," You whispered through your tears.

"You can’t leave me like that. I need you, Yoongi." He nodded his head, his eyes closed, holding you tighter, his heart aching at the sound of your broken voice.

"I know," he whispered. "And I’m sorry. I won’t leave you again. I swear it." You pulled back slightly, your tear-streaked face gazing up at him.

"You better mean it, because I can’t go through that again." He cupped your face in his hands, brushing away the last of your tears with his thumbs and kissing your nose softly.

"I mean it," he whispered. "I’m here. I’m not going anywhere." He kissed your lips softly and nodded his head at you.

"I love you," he murmured, his voice low and sincere. "And I’ll never leave again." You looked up at him, your heart finally calming, your lips curving into a small, tired smile.

"I love you too," you whispered. "Just… don’t make me say it after thinking you’re dead for a week, okay?" He chuckled softly, nodding as he kissed you again.

"Deal." He whispered before kissing you once again, bringing you into his arms and letting you ask him everything about what had happened in the week he'd been away from you.

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hi, drabble request! hope this reaches you too 💌

yoongi & reader domestic fluff spice 🫣

hii thanks for this! i'm kinda rusty so i'm assuming domestic is when they're in a relationship and share a home (?)

this is not an original scenario, i simply can't remember where i first saw/read this or something similar. i know 'himym' introduced the 'olive theory' so let's just say this is based on that!

mushroom theory (myg)

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: fluff, boyfriend!yoongi x girlfriend!reader, smut but not all the way. + i picture yoongi to be older than the reader.

warnings: some tit stuff bec if you haven't already realised by now, i love boob, yoongi gropes reader, some grinding and finger stuff. boyfriend loves being called oppa. < i might've overdone that 🤐

You barge into your home, pushing Yoongi out of the way, "I can't believe I didn't know you liked mushrooms. Why did you let me eat them every time?"

Yoongi follows you in and shrugs, "I thought you liked them."

Flabbergasted, you almost screech, "I hate mushrooms! They're.... fungus and gross and I can't believe you made me eat them all these months."

How is he so nonchalant about it?

You step out of your heels and balance yourself on each foot, one at a time, as you pull your socks off of them.

Yoongi wants to laugh but he knows this is serious for you, "I don't know what to say, babe, you never asked."

"Because I thought," you emphasise on your subjects, "I was doing you a favour."

"By eating every mushroom you see?" Yoongi finally grins.

Abruptly turning, you chuck a sock at him (which he dodges swiftly) and frown, "You're laughing. I stuff myself, FOR YOU, with the only food I hate and you're laughing."

Slowly making his way over to you, Yoongi sighs, "It's not that serious, _____. You never have to eat one again, ever."

Unwilling to let it go, you interrogate him, "Riddle me this; why did you push all those mushrooms to the side on our first date? You picked every single one out."

He walks past you to the couch, where your other sock lay. "I was saving them for the end."

"But you let me eat them," your brows scrunch in confusion, "Why didn't you stop me?"

He beacons you over with a 'come closer' motion of his finger.

Yoongi pulls the oversized sweater over your head. "Well, you put them all in your mouth before I could stop you. Sorry. I thought you'd hurt me if I said anything."

You swat him with your sleeve, "I just didn't want to condone food wastage."

The rant is endless. "I mean, I've never seen you serve yourself mushrooms either! Your friends are evil too. They waited all this time to tell me you loved mushrooms. You people just watched on as I suffered."

"_____, we're going in circles." With his finger, Yoongi directed you to turn around and you happily comply.

You exasperate, "Sorry! I just can't believe I could've gone all those months without secretly gagging during every meal."

Yoongi presses himself against your back enveloping you in a hug, and suggests, "Why don't we make a list of the foods we like and dislike?"

Leaning back into him, you slur, "Maybe..."

More like sulk.

Yoongi drags his large hands up and down your arms and across your collarbone, leaving a trail of goosebumps in pursuit.

When he feels you lax, Yoongi sneakily inches under your white cotton camisole, prodding at and caressing your underboob, enjoying the softness of your skin.

You lock your arms down so he wouldn't pull away easily.

His fingers work their way towards your perked nipples. You help him out a little and pull the flimsy neckline of your top lower to free your breasts.

He wets the pads of his fingers with his tongue and skillfully circles them all over your areola, avoiding your nipples.

You fidget a little as Yoongi teases you, holding off on *actual* foreplay.

"Stop moving, _____." Yoongi scolds.

You squirm more, grinding back against his crotch, letting out small moans of frustration and pleasure.

Indirectly, you motivate him to continue messing with you. He gets off on your bratty yet submissive demeanour.

"Oppa, please..." you whine, "I'm gonna cry..."

Yoongi nearly laughs at how eager you were.

Not wanting to torture you any longer, he spins you around to face him and dives in, tonguing your nipples. At first, he uses his hands to squeeze your tits together, giving him access to both nipples at once. He wets both your nipples, lickng and sucking on them.

"Oppa! More! Please!" You squeal a few incoherent words along the lines of 'harder' 'yes' and 'more'.

You grab onto his almost shoulder-length hair and push your chest harder against his mouth.

One of his giant hands is now wrapped around your lower back to support your wobbly-self, and the other is busied with rubbing, pressing on and gently pinching your free nipple while the other is caught in his mouth.

The cool air attacks your nipples, hardening them even more, each time he pulls them out of his warm, and wet mouth. It's never-ending.

Yoongi kisses, licks and sucks on your nipples as his hands travel down to grope your ass. You desperately grind your aching pussy on him.

You're seeing stars at this point.

Catching on to it, Yoongi spins you around yet again, making your back face him.

It's an everyday thing for the two of you. Your boyfriend was obsessed with your breasts.

Almost every night, after Yoongi's back home from a tiring day at work, he demands to make out with your tits and you've never skipped out on that opportunity.

Sometimes it even helps you sleep better after he's done suckling and slobbering all over your chest. (Or maybe it's the orgasm that helps.)

You begin to sway, with your back still pressed against Yoongi's front, to imaginary music as he struggles to undo your skirt.

Playfully, you condescend, "Does oppa need help taking a teensy skirt off?"

Yoongi looks taken aback. Scoffing, he roughly lifts your skirt, pulling it up higher and revealing your painfully regular, unsexy, washed-out blue cotton panties. You gasp mischievously, "Oppa, be gentle!"

Wasting no time, he grabs you by the waist and drags you to his recliner chair, walking backwards. You pout, feigning offense, "Oppa, you're so harsh..."

Yoongi scoffs in amusement and plops on the comfortable chair, pulling you down on his lap. You squeak an apology when your back harshly smacks into his face (although by no fault of yours.)

Yoongi groans and pulls your knees apart, elevating and pulling them back towards your heads, exposing your still clothed centre.

Yoongi wishes he had a mirror in front of the two of you so he could watch your expressions as he teases you. Maybe he'd bribe you to tag along to IKEA with him the very next day.

You're dripping through your panties, halfway to an orgasm. All because of Yoongi's mouth on your tits. It's only a little humiliating.

Your breathing stabilizes as Yoongi gives you time to steady yourself.

That doesn't last too long after Yoongi's finger traces your sensitive, puffy lips. You jerk and shiver involuntarily, but he holds you in place. The shielded, tiny bundle of nerves yearning to be played with makes you clench around nothing.

Yoongi stuffs his hand inside your panties and begins palming your pussy, getting your essence all over his palm. Your head instantly lolls back as you thank him profusely.

Yoongi groans, his fingers instantly finding your clit, "Fuck... _____, you're so wet. Didn't even have to use my spit. So fucking slippery already..." His throaty tone making you hornier by the second, you moan in delight, "Mm! Oppa... please don't stop..."

Yoongi feels like a pervert getting off on being called 'oppa' by you as he continues teasing your clit, lightly drawing circles on the hood.

"Oppa, please I need your cock in me. Want you to creampie me..."

A little surprised, he scoffs, "What a desperate slut."

You moan (whine) in agreement.

He's unbelievably hard but he won't give in just yet. He kisses the back of your shoulder instead.

Yoongi's middle and ring fingers tease your tight, wet entrance while he thumbs your clit (a little harder this time.)

"Show me your hands." Yoongi's demand confuses your already-dazed self but you comply, lifting both your open palms up close to your faces.

With his free hand, one at a time, Yoongi pulls your hands to his mouth and licks your fingers, "Play with your tits."

You obey and begin tenderly squeezing your breasts, feeling all around and over your areola while gradually building up to toying with your perked nipples.

Never taking his thumb off your clit, he speeds up, now drawing tight circles on your ultra sensitive sweet spot. Your legs spread themselves wider and your fingers seem to have a mind of their own as they mindlessly pinch and soothe your sensitive nubs.

You're unapologetically leaking on Yoongi's expensive trousers this point.

"Yoongi. Oh, Yoon- Yoonie..." Your whines and moans get breathier and (variations of) his name frequents your tongue as you begin to squirm harder in his lap.

Torturous, his digits continue their assault on your puffy little cunt.

Still barely penetrating you with two of his fingers, Yoongi presses his thumb down harder on your clit flicking it side to side, earning high-pitched cries from you.

Your breathing quickens and your hips lift involuntarily. Your orgasm's so close you can smell it. As can your boyfriend.

Yoongi's face twists in pleasure, watching only his fingers pull these reactions out of you.

"Please, faster, Yoonie... I'll be so good for you, oppa." Letting go off your breasts, you grip the arm of the recliner and your boyfriend's too. You begin grinding down on Yoongi's stiff cock, still hidden in his pants, as you near your climax.

Your somewhat coherent moans turn into nonsensical cries and babbles as Yoongi rubs your pussy faster every second.

The back of your head slams into Yoongi's shoulder. Taking advantage of the change in your posture, he leans in to kiss you, muffling your borderline screams, still playing with your clit.

"Mmmffhp...!!" A specific, very intentional, graze of Yoongi's finger on your other, tight hole sends you through the roof.

Yoongi vocalises in content and satisfaction as you begin to writhe uncontrollably on his lap as your orgasm takes over your entire body.

He palms your pussy to distribute the pressure and help you avoid overstimulation.

You force your tongue into his mouth and suck on his own as he brings you back down on Earth.

The muscles of your lips hurt from kissing so hard.

Reluctantly, Yoongi's the one who pulls away first.

He draws your legs shut and lays you across his lap, as well as the chair could accommodate it, supporting your upper back and head with his arms.

Yoongi smiles and watches your tummy move up and down as you breathe, thinking you'd be falling into slumber anytime now.

After lying motionless for another few minutes, your eyes open and focus on the fond expression on your boyfriend's face.

Your smile comes naturally as you decide to straddle him. All things innocent, of course.

Six months ago, Yoongi most likely wouldn't have known you. If he had somehow noticed you, he probably only knew you as just another girl from his friend's workplace who invited herself to every one of their group hangouts to stare at Yoongi. Not that he ever complained. But now, you're one of, if not the most important people in his life without whom he'd be incomplete.

As cheesy as it sounds, he can't rephrase it. You complete him. You're 'it' for him.

Resting your cheek on top of Yoongi's head, you sigh dreamily, "Thank you."

"Mm." Yoongi simply vocalised in response and held you in an embrace, planting innocent kisses across your breasts.

A peaceful moment passes. Then you gasp in realisation, "Oppa!" You cheer, "We have the whole 'olive theory' thing going!"

Yoongi pulls away to look up at you. The red 'afterglow' tinge on Yoongi's face darkens just a little, thoroughly endeared by your usage of the affectionate term. Almost to the point where he nearly misses everything it was followed by.

He catches himself, "We do?"

"It's this theory that tests how compatible a couple is." You explain, "If one likes olives and the other doesn't, they'd be the perfect match!"

Ah.

"So you're saying we're a perfect match?" Yoongi smirks, feeling smug.

You blink down at him, "Wouldn't you agree?"

"I would." He nods, "I love you."

Placing a chaste kiss on Yoongi's lips, you smile, "Good." It's sort of an unspoken 'I love you too'.

note: im sooo sorry it took so long! this was like one of the first requests i received so thanks again!

i'm still learning to write smut ok be nicE

this is unedited too 🫣 srry

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Chapter One

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Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

INTERLUDE: The Flashbacks

Chapter Eight

Chapte Nine: The Epilogue

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content: friendgroup camping trip, e2l vibes, banter, tension, penetrative sex (unprotected), make out, tent sex oop, backshots, hair pulling, one slap to the ass, big dick jk, creampie, fluff lowkey, argument / angry confession (very cheesy)

note from cherry: omg i love this sm (this is a cloud anonie request so everyone mentally say thank yewww to our baby)

@jeonsbabygirlsworld <3

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"Who's idiotic idea was this again?" Miso asks, the thumping of her boots heavy on the soil,

"Jungkook's who else" you reply, rustling through leaves and branches, the striking heat burning the top of your head

He gruffs, pushing you slightly with his arm

"Might wannna hit the gym more, i'm chilling" very evidently, Jungkook is lying. The sweat trickling of the side of his face, the stains on his grey tank top and the pink hue on his honey toned skin are obvious indicators that the stupid, exhausting hiking- camping trip is getting to him.

Just like it has been getting to you and the three remaining people

Miso, someone who barely gets out of the house, has it the worst.

She's been complaining about it ever since the first hour of the trip

Brilliant idea.

Jimin and Taehyung are dealing with it as dramatically as expected

"Oh my god we need to take a break" jimin huffs, his hands pushing on his thighs with every step forward,

"I know right. Kook how much is left?" Tae agrees, moving his head torwards the younger male

"An hour. How many times have i told you it's a three hour trip" his reply makes your blood boil,

This all-knowing, cocky, ego attitude of Jungkook is unbareable

And you'd have to endure it for a total of two and a half days

You have been enduring it for two hours straight and it's to the point where one more stupid comment will make you burst

Worse than the sun burning your head, worse than the sweat ruining your freshly washed hair

"We're not taking another fucking break tae just push through"

Miso rolls her eyes too, shooting you a look to which you only manage to shrug,

"I told you" resting at the tip of your tongue, it wasn't your idea after all, it was Jungkook's and you had warned the group about this exact scenario

Being no stranger to his stupid endeavors, you might be the most familiar with his personality, having known the campus jock and heartthob since his middle school days

Is he your best friend technically?

One might call him that,

Is he also incredibly annoying and you can't stand being alone with him for 20 minutes?

Yes. Yes he is.

The hour passes and it feels more like three with each step,

Each lyric blasted into the forest by the group, shouted out to drown the heat out

"This is the campsite?" Miso says, out of breath and water, just like everyone else

"Yeah" you breath out, looking over the scenery

"Dude this is crazy!" Tae shouts, excitedly wrapping his arm around jimin and ruffling his hair

"Ouch- yes, yeah so cool" he agrees, stepping closer while trying to pry off his best friend

Maybe three hours through what felt like the Amazonas and five stages of grief were worth it after all

The glistening lake in the very back, the shade between pretty flowers and trees, the solitude and animal chirping?

It's beautiful, mesmerizing and screams relaxation,

Who are you kidding. Nothing could repair three hours of enduring jeon jungkook

"Alright, lets set the tents up" you sigh, taking big steps torward the grassy patch under a shady tree,

"I want that spot" Jungkook says, standing right in front of you

"Too bad. Take that one" you say, pointing to the tree next to yours with an overexaggerated smile,

He scoffs, messing your hair up while walking past to the tree you pointed at,

You angryly readjust your hair, watching jimin and tae goof around, almost pushing one another into the lake

"I wish i was this careless" miso says, shaking her head while also watching them

"Me too" you sigh back, fumbling with one of the tents bars,

Everything had gone fine this far but this one bar simply won't stay where it needs to

Frustrated, you slam the bar down in the grass, watching the half set up tent fall into itself

A chuckle can be heard from next to you, approaching steps accomodating it

"Need help with that?" Jungkook asks, his knees coming down next to you, eyes scanning over the mess of pieces

"Obviously"

Jungkook tsks, hands working fast to reassemble the bars and fabric,

He is making am effort to stay focused, bottom lip tucked between his teeth somtimes, his tongue grazing over the lip ring carefully

Your eyes move down to his hands, gently working on building you a place to sleep in

"You done?" He says, waving his tatted hand in front of your face,

"Huh?"

He clicks his tongue, a amused smirk slowly spreading on his face when he moves it closer

"I said, are you done" repeating himself, you just now notice that he is the one that is done, having finished assembling the small, cozy tent

"With what?" You ask, already annoyed with this attitude he carries

"Staring. If you want me, just tell me. Open that loud mouth, won't you?"

"Ew you're gross. Thanks for the tent but i won't suck your dick for it"

His smile is insufferable, that cocky, low tone and the way he leans into your face only adding to the irritaing charm he possess

"How cute. I didn't even mention that, but look who's imagining things" he hums , his thumb tracing over your cheek before standing up, leaving you to yourself on the floor

"Oh god shut up" you tell him, kicking into his leg from below,

He laughs it off, jogging towards the rest of the group

"So what you're saying is, you need to go to the supermarket?" Jungkook groans, sitting down on a folding chair,

Miso nods, "dude we totally thought at least one of us had a car with stuff"

Jimin agrees, "but turns out you were serious about the three hours"

"And you notice that now?" You reply, eyes practically rolling back into your skull

Three idiots that share half a braincell.

"Well no- but- i mean, it was too late anyways" Tae mumbles, rubbing his nape

Three idiots who were responsible of bringing food for the night,

None of which managed to bring anything but crisps who are, to no surpirse, already eaten up.

Jungkook pinches his nose bridge, sighing with evident frustration

"Now what?"

Crickets.

"Guys come on" you chime in,

Miso looks at her phone, "i could call a cab to the main street? It's a 25 minute walk to there"

Jimin and tae hum,

"Okay. It's the best option" you sigh, combing through your hair

Jungkook looks up at you from his seat

"Yeah. We'll set up the fire and you guys go to the-"

"No way", you scoff, looking at him with wide eyes,

He responds with an annoyed laugh, running his hands over the visible muscles on his thighs

"Seriously?"

You nod, "dead serious"

Silence, once again.

Jungkook takes off, practically shooting up from his chair and walking to the fireplace

For the very first time, the air feels heavy.

You look back to the other three who are all staring at you like a deer in headlights,

"Go. Just go, i'll take care of him" you shake your head, watching them wander off to the main street.

A pit forms in your stomach, the anxiety creeping up in your throat when approaching a visibly angry jungkook

You've never felt bad for bickering with him, mostly because he always returned it

But this time, it hurt. Something shifted when you saw his doe eyes glimmer, almost like he was hurt himself.

The way his jaw clenches when you stop in front of him makes you shiver,

"What?" He snaps, breaking a couple branches and throwing them on the stack,

"I'm sorry" you mutter, the pride in you never backing down, your voice sounds as annoyed as it did 4 minutes ago,

He takes a second to respond, stepping closer to you,

"You piss me off so much" he says, locking his eyes on yours, his gaze is dark, almost intimidating

The air feels even heavier now, you try to ignore it, ignore the goosebumps you get from his voice,

"We're equal then"

His tongue grazes the inside of his cheek, eyebrows furrowing slightly

"No we're not. We can't be"

The anger inside you boils up quickly,

"Why? Because you're so much better than everyone?" you spit out, mockingly pouting at him,

"No. because you think i'm insufferable and don't want me around" he replies, almost cutting you off in the sentence

"Whats not equal about that? You literally hate me-"

"Shut up" he says, this time fully cutting you off

"What did you say?" you laugh out in utter disbelief,

"I said shut. Up."

"You know what? No because-"

"Oh my god will you shut up? I hate you? Are you insane?" borderline yelling, his eyes never leave yours, staring you down

This time, you have nothing to say.

"I hate you? Seriously? Like i haven't been in love with you for years? Like i can't take my eyes off of you, and the only reason i show off is to impress you? Like it doesn't hurt my feelings when you pretend like the worst thing is to be near me?"

The words leave his mouth so quickly, neither yours nor his mind can catch up, panting, he looks at you, biting his lower lip, seemingly realizing what he just admitted to

His hands run over his face,

"Look i-"

"Jungkook" it's your turn to interrupt him now, looking him dead in the eyes,

You're met with nervousness,

"Yes?" he says, whispering

"If you don't kiss me right now i'll kill you"

There's no time to think when he ruthlessly crashes his lips to yours, grabbing you by the waist with greedy hands and pressing your body to his,

His lips are needy, eagerly moving against yours with groans muffled into the kiss,

You sigh softly, hands finding his jaw to pull him in closer,

His teeth bite at your lower lip, making you open up just enough for him to slip his tongue in, exploring every inch of your mouth

A couple minutes of this heated kiss go by, until he breaks it, ragged, heavy breathing fanning against your lips

His forhead rests on yours,

"Holy fuck" you whisper, making him smirk slightly, connecting his lips to yours again,

"I need you so bad" he mumbles into the kiss in a deep groan, pushing his lips against yours with desperation

You pull away this time, hands on his shoulders while your face is moved back enough to see him in full view,

Swollen pink lips, barely illuminated face

"If this was a ploy to sleep with me you're gonna drown in that lake" you laugh, slapping his shoulder lightly

He snarks, hosting you up in his hands before carrying you to his tent,

"Unfortunately i am an embarrassing amount in love with you, but hey, if you don't wanna fuck-"

You shut him up by kissing him,

"Don't ruin the mood" you say, climbing into his tent on all fours

His eyes focus on your ass, round enough to show beneath the shorts,

With now both of you inside the tent, his hands immediately find your hips,

"We don't have much time pretty, i'll make it up to you at home" he says, pulling your shorts and panties down in one go,

Your back arches immediately, the noise of his joggers being pulled down only adding to the exciment

"It's okay kook, i'm as desperate as you are" you reply, only to feel him smack your ass harshly,

"So you did imagine sucking my dick?" he says, groping at your soft skin,

"Many times jungkook"

suddenly, you feel his thumb move down to your entrance, pressing in only slightly before pulling away

"Fuck you're so sexy. Can i pull your hair?" He groans, pumping his heavy cock before guiding it to slide between your folds,

"You freak, god, yes, you can"

A strangled moan leaves your lip when he pushes his entire length in, one of his hands gripping your hip tightly while the other one gathers up your hair, pulling on it

"Fuck, you're so tight. You're not a virgin are you baby?" he huffs, snapping his hips against yours slowly at first,

You giggle between moans, gripping at the tent floor with what you can gather,

"No- i'm not. You're just- fuck- huge"

He throws his head back, pulling on your hair harsher while his hips speed up significantly, hitting that soft spot inside you over and over again,

Both of you are trying to keep the moans down, yours muffled by the ground under you, jungkook's deep growls quiet enough for only you to hear

"You feel so good, i wanted to fuck this pussy for ages" he mutters, letting go of your hair to harshly pull your hips back, making you meet his thrust half way,

Your knees feel weak, pressed into the ground and that pool in your stomach only grows, threatening to snap any second

"You're mine now right baby? My girl? My pussy? My bratty little thing?"

you let out a high pitched yes, followed by a desperate plea of his name,

"Gonna cum?" he groans, pushing his hips deeper inside of you,

You only manage to nod, mind having gone practically blank with the way he feels inside of you,

The knot snaps, legs shaking and cum coating his dick entirely,

"Mhm fuck, coming baby" his moans are deep, pushing a few slow thrusts into you, splurting his milky cum inside your cunt

A few minutues of silence pass before he pulls out, watching your pussy pulse and release his cum slowly, his entire shaft covered in the both of yours arousal,

Suddenly, you feel him kiss the side of your hips before softly flipping you around, making you lay on your back

You smile up at him weakly, watching as he cleans the both of you up carefully, pulling your panties and shorts back to normal before laying down next to you

"I left fingerprints, does it hurt? I didn't realize how rough i was pulling you" he says, placing small kisses on your cheek

You shake your head, intertwining your hand with his,

"It's okay. You're actually nice, wow" the urge to be teasing him returns, nudging his nose with yours

Jungkook bites your cheek playfully, then, he kisses all over your face,

"Stoooop" you whine, a broad smile creeping up to your face,

"I'm obsessed with you. God, you don't even know" he mumbles, cupping your face in his hands

"Should we knock or something?" Tae says,

The three of them standing a couple meteres from your tents,

They have been, for the past 20 minutes,

Bags in each hand,

"Uhm? Sure" Miso says, turning her attention to the tent again,

"Well," jimin starts, "at least they get along now"

Storm of Seduction

Pairing : Kim Seokjin x afab reader

Summary : Locked out of your home in the dead of night, you're left shivering on the doorstep—until your irresistibly handsome upstairs neighbour offers you shelter.

Genre : fluff, smut, unprotected sex. MDNI

“Shit,” you mutter, your voice rising as you pat down your pockets in a frenzy, flipping them inside out and shaking them as if the keys might magically appear.

Your heartbeat quickens, pounding in your ears as the sinking realisation sets in—your keys are nowhere to be found.

You spin around, your eyes darting over the dark street, scanning every shadow, every crack in the pavement, hoping for a glint of metal that would signal an end to this nightmare.

But there’s nothing—just the heavy, ominous silence of the night.

You sprint up the front steps and bang on the door, the sound echoing in the stillness of the night.

“Please be home, please be home,” you mutter, each word a prayer as you pound harder, your knuckles beginning to throb. The cold wood feels unforgiving under your fist, praying your housemate was still home.

Nothing.

You press your ear to the door, straining to catch any sign of movement inside. Silence.

She must’ve already left for her night shift. A wave of frustration rolls through you, tightening your chest. You try again, knocking softer this time, almost as if you could coax her back with gentle persistence.

Minutes pass. Your stomach sinks as the truth becomes undeniable—she’s gone.

Pulling out your phone, you glance at the time. Past midnight. You think about calling her but dismiss the idea almost immediately.

She’s barely an hour into her shift, and there’s no way she can leave. Besides, you wouldn’t want to be the reason she gets in trouble at work.

The memory of how you ended up here gnaws at you—a quick drink at the bar after work, a few laughs with colleagues, and somehow, somewhere, you managed to lose your keys. Typical.

A night that was supposed to be a brief escape from the week’s stress has now turned into a situation you can’t seem to find a way out of.

A cold drop of rain splashes onto your cheek, jolting you back to the present. You look up just as another drop lands, followed by another, and then the sky opens up, releasing a steady downpour.

“Shit,” you mutter again, this time with a resigned sigh. The rain quickly soaks through your clothes, the chill biting into your skin.

You dart around to the back of the house, hope flickering like a weak flame. Maybe the back gate is unlocked, maybe you’ll find a way in after all.

But when you reach it, the gate stands firm, locked as tightly as your front door. You push against it anyway, your breath hitching in frustration when it doesn’t budge.

The rain falls harder now, each drop hitting like tiny needles. With a defeated sigh, you slump down on the back step, your mind racing for a solution but coming up with nothing.

The thought of wandering the streets at this hour makes your stomach twist. The city feels too big, too empty, and far too dangerous right now.

So you stay. It’s your only option. Pulling your hood over your head, you tuck your hands deep into your pockets, trying to preserve what little warmth you have left.

The cold seeps through the fabric, wrapping around you like a vice. Your teeth start to chatter uncontrollably, the vibrations running through your entire body.

“Y/N?!” A voice suddenly calls out from above, startling you out of your thoughts.

You whip your head around, and there he is—your upstairs neighbour, Jin, leaning out of his window.

His expression shifts from curiosity to concern as he takes in your drenched state. Your heart skips a beat at the sight of his handsome face framed by the dim light from his apartment.

“Oh… hey, Jin,” you stammer, your breath coming out in short, visible puffs in the cold air. Embarrassment creeps up your neck, and you quickly look away, fidgeting with the soaked sleeves of your jacket.

“What are you doing sitting in the rain?!” He frowns, his voice tinged with disbelief.

“I’m locked out,” you admit, biting your lip. “Hana’s at work.”

Jin’s brow furrows deeper. “So, you’re just going to sit on the steps until morning?” His tone is incredulous, almost scolding, but there’s something else there too—genuine worry.

You give a half-hearted shrug, avoiding his eyes. “No other option.”

“Y/N!” He exclaims, throwing his hands up in exasperation. “I’ll be down in a minute.” He disappears back inside before you can protest.

You barely have time to process what just happened when you hear the creak of the door opening to his flat entrance.

Jin emerges, his presence somehow comforting in the cold, wet night. He holds out his hand, his expression softening as he looks down at you.

“Come on,” he says, his voice gentle but firm. “You’re sleeping in mine tonight.”

You hesitate, staring up at him with wide eyes. “Are you sure?” you ask, your voice small, unsure.

Jin smiles, a warm, reassuring curve of his lips that makes your heart flutter despite the cold.

Without waiting for your reply, he gently takes your arm and leads you inside his apartment.

The warmth hits you instantly, and you can’t help but shiver as the contrast with the biting cold outside washes over you.

Grateful beyond words, you huddle close to the radiator, feeling the warmth seep into your bones. Droplets of rain trickle down your face, mingling with the heat on your skin, as you finally start to relax.

“Wait here,” Jin says, disappearing for a moment before returning with a fluffy towel. He hands it to you, his eyes soft as they meet yours.

“Thank you,” you murmur, clutching the towel to your chest. It’s warm, like it just came out of a tumble dryer, and you can’t help but hug it close, revelling in the comfort it brings.

“Here, let’s get you dry. You’re shivering.” Jin’s voice is tender as he motions for you to take off your damp jacket.

You hesitate, but the look in his eyes is so earnest that you find yourself slipping it off. He grabs another towel and starts drying your hair, his movements gentle, almost reverent.

“Thanks, Jin, I feel so stupid. I must have lost my keys somewhere” you mumble shyly, glancing up at him through your lashes.

"It's no problem. I'd rather you be safe and dry here than on the steps outside" he says warmly.

Your eyes meet his, and you notice his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows, his gaze lingering on yours.

Your face flushes pink, a mix of the biting cold and something else entirely as Jin continues to dry your hair.

He pauses, his hand lingering for a moment longer than necessary, and you can’t help but notice the way his gaze softens when he looks at you.

There’s something in his eyes—something warm, something that’s always been there but never quite acknowledged.

He’s always been handsome—tall, with eyes like melted chocolate and lips that seem almost too perfect, too inviting.

You’ve been neighbours for years, ever since you and Hana moved into the apartment downstairs. You’d hang out occasionally, sharing easy conversations and stolen glances that never quite crossed the line into something more.

As you watch him, your eyes drift to his lips, and you can’t help but imagine what they might feel like against yours.

The thought makes your heart skip a beat, and you let out a soft, involuntary exhale, the fantasy lingering just a little too long.

The realization hits you like a jolt, and you snap back to reality, noticing that Jin has stopped drying your hair. He’s watching you, his eyes curious, almost as if he can sense where your thoughts have wandered.

Embarrassment floods your system, and you quickly look away, your face now burning with a heat that has nothing to do with the cold.

Jin clears his throat, the moment stretching out just long enough to feel the tension hanging between you.

“I’ll find something for you to change into,” he says abruptly, standing up and practically rushing to his bedroom, leaving you alone in the warm living room.

A few minutes later, he returns, holding a hoodie and a pair of shorts. “Sorry, it’s all I could find,” he says, a touch of nervousness in his voice. “They’ll be enough to cover you and keep you warm.”

You take them from him, a small laugh escaping your lips. “Thanks you. I really do appreciate it”

He smiles, the gentle curve of his lips sending a flutter through your chest. “Go get changed,” he says, motioning towards the bathroom. “I’ll make us some tea.”

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An hour later, you find yourself tucked up in Jin’s bed, wrapped in the warmth of his soft sheets. He’s a few feet away, in his expansive studio apartment stretched out on the couch, ever the gentleman, insisting that you take the bed.

As the room settles into a peaceful quiet, he lies there in the dark, listening to the sound of your soft, steady breathing as you drift off to sleep.

But sleep doesn’t come as easily for him. The thought of you lying in his bed, wearing his clothes, sends his blood rushing hot through his veins.

He swallows hard, trying to push away the thoughts that come unbidden—the way you looked at him earlier, the shy gratitude in your eyes, the closeness he felt when you let him dry your hair. It all lingers in his mind, keeping him wide awake.

He turns his head slightly, glancing at your silhouette in the dim light, watching the gentle rise and fall of your chest. With a sigh, he forces himself to close his eyes, hoping sleep will claim him soon.

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Your eyes flash open, a sharp gasp tearing from your throat as you sit up violently.

Your heart pounds erratically, the rapid thud echoing in your ears as you struggle to calm down. Something had startled you awake, but in the disorienting darkness, you can’t quite place what it was.

Your breaths come in shaky bursts, your hand instinctively clutching at your chest as if to steady your wild heartbeat.

The room is still except for the distant rumble that rolls through the night, growing louder with each passing second. Then, a deafening clap of thunder booms, shaking the walls and making you jump. A string of curses slips from your lips as fear tightens its grip on you.

Lightning flashes outside, harsh and bright, cutting through the darkness and making you squint. It’s then that you hear a rustling from the couch. You turn your head, eyes locking onto Jin’s worried gaze.

He’s wide awake now, his concern evident in the furrow of his brow as he quickly moves from beneath his blanket and crouches beside the bed.

“Y/N, are you okay?” His voice is low, soothing, full of genuine care. “Does the thunder scare you?”

Embarrassment flushes through you as you lower your head, letting your hair fall over your face to hide your expression. You nod slightly, flinching as another boom echoes through the room.

“It’s silly, I know,” you mumble, your voice barely above a whisper. “But the noise scares me so much. I’m always afraid something bad will happen.”

“It’s not silly,” he reassures you, his voice soft and steady. “You’re okay. I’m here.” His hand finds your shoulder, and he begins to stroke it gently, his touch a calming presence amidst the storm raging outside. The thunder cracks again, louder this time, and your body tenses.

“Can you stay here with me?” you ask, your voice small and uncertain, as you lift the covers, inviting him in.

The vulnerability in your request tugs at his heart, and for a moment, he’s silent, watching your trembling form.

“Of course,” he replies softly, the decision easy, instinctive. He wants nothing more than to be by your side, to make you feel safe.

You scoot over, making space for him as he climbs under the covers. “Thank you,” you whisper, your voice filled with a mix of relief and gratitude.

He chuckles lightly, the sound warm and comforting. “How many times are you going to thank me tonight?” he teases gently, pulling you closer to him.

He lays your head on his chest, his hand covering your other ear to muffle the sound of the storm.

Your fingers clutch at his shirt, holding on tightly as your body shakes with the remnants of adrenaline coursing through you.

You focus on the rise and fall of his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your ear. Inhaling deeply, you try to calm yourself, exhaling slowly.

Jin’s hand moves slowly, tenderly weaving through your hair as his fingers begin to massage your scalp in soothing circles. He’s careful, gentle, hoping to bring you some comfort.

He’d seen something like this online once, a technique meant to help someone relax, and he silently prays it’ll work for you now.

As his fingers continue their careful ministrations, a warm tingling sensation spreads across your scalp, traveling down your neck and through your body.

It feels so good, so unexpectedly comforting, that your lips part in response, and you focus entirely on the soothing rhythm of his touch.

Then, without warning, a soft, pleasurable moan escapes your mouth, surprising you as much as it does him.

Your eyes widen in shock, and you quickly bring your hand up to cover your mouth, mortified by the sound that had slipped out.

Heat rushes to your cheeks, and you feel your pulse quicken, embarrassment flaring bright and hot.

Jin freezes for a moment, unsure of how to react. The room is quiet except for the steady patter of rain outside, the thunder now distant and softened.

His mind races, trying to figure out if it was just a contented sigh or something more. But the way you suddenly clammed up, your face hidden behind your hand, makes him think it might have been the latter.

Yet, as his fingers resume their soothing movements, the embarrassment starts to fade, replaced by the calming warmth of his touch.

You bite your lip, a soft whimper escaping before you can stop it.

Jin’s breath hitches, and he whispers, “Does that feel good?” His voice is hushed, almost reverent, as if he’s afraid to break the spell that has woven itself around the two of you.

You nod, the movement small, almost imperceptible. But he feels it. He always feels the subtle shifts in you, attuned to every nuance of your presence.

He hunkers down further under the covers, his lips brushing against your temple, his breath warm as it fans across your skin.

You nestle closer to him, your body instinctively seeking out the comfort and security his presence offers.

But as you press against him, you become acutely aware of the way your soft breasts push against his solid chest, the way his warmth seems to seep into you, igniting something deep within.

Your core begins to pulsate with a need you’ve tried to ignore, but the closeness, the intimacy of the moment, makes it impossible to push the thoughts away.

Your mind starts to wander, imagining what else Jin could do with those big, capable hands of his—how they might feel on your skin, exploring every inch of you.

Without fully realizing it, you shift your body, your leg gently draping over his.

Jin’s hand slides down your back in soothing circles, but the touch only serves to heighten your awareness of him, of how close he is, of how easy it would be to close the distance between you.

His hand lingers on your lower back, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles, and you can’t help but wonder if he feels it too—the pull, the longing that has always been there, just waiting for a moment like this.

You arch into him, your body reacting to his touch. Every nerve in your body is alert. "Y/N...." he murmurs.

His lips rest against your temple, and you can feel his breath, steady yet heavy, as if he’s holding back.

You lift your gaze slowly, your eyes meeting his in the soft, golden glow of the street lamp filtering through the window. The moment hangs suspended in time, charged with a quiet intensity. The air between you thickens, heavy with unspoken words and emotions neither of you has yet dared to voice.

A shaky breath escapes his lips, the sound almost imperceptible but filled with anticipation. His eyes hold yours, dark and intense, as if searching for some sign of what you’re about to do.

Your pulse races in your neck, a wild rhythm that seems to echo in the charged silence. You glance at his lips, barely inches from your own, then back up to his eyes, which are now shadowed with a desire that matches your own.

Slowly, almost hesitantly, you lean in, the world narrowing down to the space between your mouths.

The moment feels both impossibly slow and achingly urgent, as if every second stretches into infinity. And then, unable to hold back any longer, you press your lips to his.

The contact is electric, a jolt that sends warmth flooding through your veins. You moan softly into the kiss, and he responds immediately, his lips moving against yours with a need that mirrors your own.

The kiss deepens, growing more fervent, more desperate. The world outside fades away, replaced by the sound of your heavy breathing and the feeling of his hands sliding beneath the hem of your t-shirt.

His touch is warm and insistent as he grips your hips, pulling you closer, guiding you to straddle him. His hardened length digging into to your clothed core makes you gasp. He feels so big and impossibly hard.

A warm hand fists your hair as you both kiss in a passionate frenzy. Grinding your hips into him, you can feel yourself getting wetter, the material of your panties becoming slippery.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, his breath warm against your mouth. The words are so soft, so intimate, they almost feel like a secret shared between just the two of you.

You blink, momentarily stunned by his sudden closeness, and then a playful smile tugs at your lips. “Are you talking to yourself, Jin?” you tease, trying to keep the moment light even as your heart races.

Growling he pulls you down harder on to his erection. Pulling the hoody you're wearing, to the side, he trails kisses down your neck and shoulder making you whimper with need.

Reaching for the hem, he pulls it up over your head, your soft breasts spill out. Jin looks up at you through heavy lidded eyes.

"Fuck....Y/N" he groans, his big hands cup them, bringing his mouth to a nipple. He sucks firmly, making you gasp from the intensity.

Continuing to tease you, he traces his tongue in circles, licking and sucking your perky bud, until you're squirming on top of him.

Letting your nipple pop out of his mouth. Sitting up, he grips his top and pulls it over his head in one fluid, effortless motion.

The fabric falls to the floor, and suddenly, you’re faced with the sight of him—broad shoulders, a well-defined chest, every muscle carved with precision as if he’d been sculpted by the gods themselves.

Your hands trail over his soft warm skin, gently scratching your nails down his chest. Leading down to the trail of hair leading from his bellybutton. He inhales deeply, blood flowing even more to his hardened cock, straining against his sweatpants.

Your hand slips inside his waistband, teasing him, until you grip his erection. You swallow softly at how big he feels, your pussy throbbing at the thought of him filling you up with it.

Taking his cock fully in your hand, you pull it out of the fabric constraints. Your delicate fingers wrap around his thick girth, your thumb sliding through a bead of pre-cum, spreading it around the tip.

His head falls back against the headboard, eyes fluttering shut for a moment, lips parting as he draws in a shaky breath. The tension in his body shifts, melting into something deeper, something raw.

Your hand slowly glides up and down as you got a sense of what Jin was reacting to. His fingers grip the sheets beneath him, knuckles turning white, like he’s trying to hold onto the last threads of control.

Picking up the pace, you grip him tighter, opening your mouth to gather some saliva, you spit on his cock lubricating it.

He groans deeply at the change in sensation, your hand gliding around with ease. "Y/N" he half whispers, biting his bottom lip.

His breathing quickens, the rise and fall of his chest becoming more rapid, the pleasure building in him, heat radiating off his skin.

Jin’s hand shoots out, grabbing yours. His grip is firm but not harsh, groaning "Slow down baby" His voice is low and strained "I want to last a bit longer, let me pleasure you. " he pleads, pushing you gently from him.

You grin, a mischievous glint in your eyes, and slowly nod. Without breaking eye contact, you shuffle forward until you are hovering just over him. His gaze locks with yours, deep and dark, as he watches you slowly slide your panties down.

Jin's eyes trace over every inch of you. His mouth beginning to almost water when his eyes land on the smooth mound before him. The raw hunger in his gaze is unmistakable.

In one swift motion, Jin’s hands grip your hips firmly, his fingers digging into your skin as he pulls you toward him. The sudden strength in his touch sends a shock of anticipation through you, and before you can catch your breath, he flips you over onto your back, pinning you beneath him.

Your breath catches in your throat at the sight of him dipping his head between your legs. Trailing open mouth kisses on your inner thighs, leading to your now soaking pussy, before very lightly and gently licking your clit.

Jin pauses, lifting his head to smirking at you, his warm hands spread your legs wider, his tongue circles over your sensitive bud. You let out a soft moan,.

With one slow long lick, he drags his tongue from the base of your entrance to top. "Mmm you taste like heaven" he groans, before going down on you again.

Your mind short-circuits, everything around you blurring as a wave of pleasure floods your senses, leaving you unable to think straight.

Your chest rising and falling rapidly as you try to catch up with the overwhelming sensations taking over. He dives his tongue in deeper into your throbbing hole, your eyes flutter shut as you whimper.

"Yes! Right there..." you breathe out "...just like that."

He continues, listening to the for the tell tale signs that you're about to cum. He knows the exact moment, when you grab a fistful of his hair, holding his head in place as you rutting against his mouth.

"Ji..Jin, I'm..gonna come!" you stutter. He groans against you, not stopping his ministrations.

Like a tight coil, the pleasure builds, until body trembling, you reach your climax, small breathy moans tumble from your mouth.

Jin helps you ride it out, lapping up your release eagerly, only releasing his mouth when you whimper from the oversensitivity. His face glistening with your juices.

"Need to be inside you, now" he says, voice dripping with raw desire. Sitting back on the bad he tugs off his sweatpants.

He motions for you straddle him, to which you eagerly do, a thigh on each side of his hip, he cups your face kissing you deeply.

Gripping his cock, he slides it through your folds, your juices making it nice and wet for him.

Eyebrows pinched together, he focuses on slowly pushing inside you, his dark gaze watching your face for any signs of discomfort.

He spreads his legs wider, at the same time pushing you further down on to his cock, stretching you out.

The burn that occurs is swiftly taken over by intense pleasure as he bottoms out, your forehead rests against his as you both gasp.

"I've wanted to do this for so long" he confesses.

"Me too." you whimper, as you feel him slowly pull out of you, and then gently thrusting back in, you hiss a little, it's a little uncomfortable, you're not used to have a cock as big as his.

"Relax for me baby" he coos, one hand soothing your back, as the other trails down your body, to your clit. His thumb slowly rubs in circles helping you to open up a little to his thickness.

He slowly fucks you, whispering words of praise in your ear. "You're taking my cock so well, you look so beautiful like this"

Wetness gushes out of you as he starts to pick up the pace, one hand digging into your hip holding you in place, the other hand still between your legs, his thumb rubbing fast, frantic circles.

Manoeuvring himself, he plants his feet flat firmly on the bed, fucking up into you at an intense speed. 

A light sheen of sweat coating his body, his mouth hangs slightly open, each puff of air escaping in soft, uneven grunts, the slapping of skin against skin reverberates around the room.

You can feel stirrings of an orgasm fast approaching again,, your hands clinging to his forearms to keep you upright as you bounce on his cock. "Jin....fuck....I'm going to cum" you cry out.

You lift your eyes to his, drawn in by the intensity of his gaze. His black orbs seem to hold you captive, pulling you in deeper.

There’s something almost feral in the darkness of his stare, and it feels like the world narrows until it’s just the two of you, as he ferociously fucks you.

 "Oh...!" you gasp, your walls fluttering around him, as you hit your peak.

"Fuck" he growls, watching you come undone, the sounds of your moans like a beautiful symphony. Gritting his teeth, he helps you ride out your orgasm, getting closer to his own climax.

Tensing up and with one final hard thrust, he quickly pulls out releasing his cum spurting all over your thighs, head thrown back against the pillows grunting loudly as he milks his cock until empty.

He finally stops, his chest rising and falling in heavy, uneven breaths as he tries to steady himself. A chuckle slips out, low and breathless, as a wide grin spreads across his face. "Wow" he says, his large fingers tracing shapes long the soft skin of your back.

Leaning forward, you capture his plump lips giving him a deep kiss. "Wow indeed" you agree.

Jin glances out the window, his eyes softening as he watches the raindrops slow to a stop. "I think the storm has stopped," he says, turning back to you with a gentle smile playing on his lips.

Without a word, he leans in, cupping your face in his hands, and presses a loving kiss to your lips.

Interlude | MYG | Series Masterlist

[Main Masterlist] [Membership]

Pair: Idol!Yoongi x Deaf!reader

Summary: All Yoongi wanted was to use the last few months before enlisting to work on his solo projects, prepare for his tour. When the silence left around him as his members started to go one by one got too loud, he needed to find something else to fill in the void. But Yoongi would never have guessed that it would come in the form of you… Someone he would never expect to fall in love with.

Genre: Series, fluff, angst, smut, idol au.

Warnings: 1. In this story, the main love interest is a deaf woman. While writing this series I have done extensive research so that I could bring this story to light in the most respectful, gentle and loving way possible. Having that said, I am not part of this community myself, so if you are, or someone you know is, and if there’s anything you see throughout this story that is misleading, offensive or simply wrong, in any way, please let me know and I will fix it right away! I’m hoping this story can be inspiring and inclusive, it’s something different from others I have done before. 2. I am still calling this a “Y/N” story and not OC, because other than this, no other characteristics are being used (skin color, eyes, hair, etc). So I ask that you please let go of that mentality that if the character has any kind of special feature that isn’t yours, then it shouldn’t be a ‘YN’ story. It would be impossible to write anything that would be interesting and relatable, if I’m not able to give these characters some characteristics that make them unique. 3. While writing this, I do describe sign language, and I am aware that American Sign Language (ASL) is different from Korean Sign Language (KSL). I tried using KSL as much as I could (this story is based in Seoul, as it’s where BTS/Yoongi live), but I couldn’t find everything I needed by google searching and had to mix ASL as well. So please take the descriptions with a grain of salt. 4. I am not a doctor, so even though I did a lot of research to write this, information about certain procedures, conditions and health issues might be incorrect.

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Get Your Fill. || NSFW. || Taehyung.

Oral sex.(M & F.) Dirty talk. Vaginal fingering. Squirting. Unprotected sex. Cream pie.

(Reader has no name! I just use "you.")

You looked up at him as you slowly took him into your mouth. He licked his lips and let out a sigh as you moved further down on his cock. You were on your knees between his legs in your living room while he was leaning back against the couch. One hand tangled in your hair while the other is holding on to a couch pillow.

"Such a good girl." He groaned, gently guiding your head, "You love sucking my cock don't you?"

You could only groan around him causing him to cuss. You didn't have to give a verbal answer because he knew how much you loved sucking his cock and how you often did it just because you wanted to make him feel good and never expected anything in return.

Of course he always returned the favor. There wasn't an hour that went by each day that he wasn't day dreaming about burying his face against your pussy.

You squeezed his balls causing him to thrust into your mouth but since you have sucked his cock a million times you didn’t have a gag reflex really. You were used to his rough thrusts or thrusts you’re never expecting.

"Fuck, you're so good at this."

The compliment went straight to your cunt causing you to squeeze your thighs. He could see from where he was sitting and it had him smirking. He loved how a simple compliment from him always got you so worked up.

"If you make me cum in your mouth then I'll eat your pussy until you're begging for me to fuck you." He said, eyes dark as he stared down at you."

You pull off to get a proper breath so you can make him cum down your throat. You squeeze his balls gently, "I want to swallow every drop."

And with that you take his cock back into your mouth and go down until the tip touches the back of your throat. His head falls back against the couch, both hands grabbing at the cushions as he moaned. He was going to let you suck on him the way you wanted to because you never failed to make him cum, whether it was in your mouth, face or tits.

He groaned and his hips arched off the couch a bit. You kept yourself steady as you continued sucking him off. You wrap a hand around his shaft and jerk off what you can't reach as you open your throat a bit to take a little more of him. He's cussing and groaning and the sounds are turning you on. You can feel how wet you are and you're eager to feel him between your thighs.

But not until he cums down your throat.

Which wouldn't be much longer judging by how his thighs seemed to be shaking. It encouraged you to keep going, using your tongue, a bit of your teeth and your hands. You knew what he liked and what would make him lose control so you made sure to use every single piece of information you had stored over your time together.

He let out a deep groan, "Going to fill your mouth up, sweetheart."

You couldn't answer so you just continued as you were. He licked his lips as he watched you and prepared himself because his orgasm was about to hit and he wanted to watch you take every drop into your mouth.

You tightened your lips around his cock as much as you could so you wouldn't lose a drop. You wanted it all. You were selfish when it came to his cum but it always did something for him so he never complained.

He moaned your name and pressed his feet into the floor as his orgasm hit. He grabbed your head and let out a string of curse words as his hips thrusted repeatedly and he came inside your mouth. He noticed the way your eyes were glazed over, the way your cheeks filled with his cum, and how your throat moved as you swallowed it down.

The fact you didn't move a muscle only made it hotter for him.

He didn't pull out. He wanted you to pull off when you were ready.

When you finally did you took a deep breath and licked your lips, "You really filled me up there, Tae."

He let out a breathless laugh, "I don't know how you swallow it when your mouth is full of my cock."

You grin and move up so you can straddle his waist, his hands instantly going to your ass, "I've had a lot of practice in our relationship."

He grinned and squeezed your ass before moving one hand between your legs causing you to gasp, "You're so wet for me, sweetheart."

He pressed a finger against your clit and started rubbing it slowly making you moan. You grabbed his shoulders, "Tae, please."

"Want me to eat your pussy?" He asked, placing soft kisses over your collarbone. You tangle your fingers in his hair as he kisses all over your chest, breasts, and all over your neck.

"Please." You whine, "I want to cum in your mouth too."

"He groaned against your skin and dug his nails into your ass, "Me too, sweetheart. Want to taste you when you squirt for me."

Your eyes widen. In all your time with him you've only squirted twice. He often tried but you had never been able to after your second time. You've even practiced on your own but were never successful.

He could see the doubt on your face so he kissed your lips, "It's going to happen this time, sweetheart."

You could hear the promise in his words and you trusted him so you told him to take you to bed and in seconds he was walking across the house with your legs around his waist and arms around his neck.

He put you on your back and spread your legs. He kissed up the inside of both your thighs before diving in to eat your pussy.

You arched off the bed and grabbed at the blankets as his tongue began it's incredible skills against you. He was sucking your clit, licking between your wet lips and teasing your opening with the tip of his tongue. Your thighs were already shaking around him because god this man knew how to eat your pussy.

He used his middle and pointer finger to spread you open and flattened his tongue against you as he licked up your core, causing you to moan when his tongue hit your clit.

"You taste so fucking good." He groaned, "I'd live with my tongue in your pussy if I could."

"Fucking filthy!"

He grinned and wrapped his lips around your clit just as he slid two fingers inside of you. You tugged at his hair and moaned his name. Your toes were already curling as he sucked your clit rapidly and moved his fingers so fast you felt like your head was spinning.

Every now and then he'd curl them and press them against that spot that had your eyes crossing and you letting out noises you'd later deny making.

"So fucking sexy." He moans, "Love watching you fall apart like this even before cumming."

You can't even reply. Not when he's fingering you as if it's the last time he'll ever do it.

He bites the inside of your thigh and runs his tongue over it before moving back to your pussy to slide his tongue between his fingers.

"Oh my god!" You moan loudly, "Fuck!"

Your toes hurt from how tightly they're curled but you really can't help it. It's not your fault that your sex god boyfriend has a magical mouth and magical hands.

"I want you to squirt for me, sweetheart."

His fingers are hitting that spot inside you over and over. He stops for a few seconds then starts again just to tease you but when his pace picks back up you can sense his desperation to make you squirt. Not even for you really but because the two times you have squirted he drank it down as if he was a dehydrated man and it turned you on. You really needed to start practicing how to squirt so you could do it for him more often.

"Tae." You moan, "Please."

"Fuck." He licks over your clit a few times, running his tongue around it before sucking it into his mouth.

"Oh my god." You groan, throwing your head back. You could feel your orgasm quickly approaching and he knew it was close too. He knew every sign your body made.

"Come on, princess. Squirt in my mouth for me."

"So fu-fucking filthy." You moan.

He chuckles against you as he watches his fingers disappear in and out of your wet pussy. He really would never get tired of this sight. The way your cunt clenched around his fingers as if they never wanted to leave, the way your fat lip would spread open as he ran his tongue through them. His body shivered at the fact that he was the only one that would ever get to do this.

"I'm close." You whine, bringing him out of his thoughts.

He picked up the pace of his fingers, focused on your clit and truly played your body like an instrument. Your legs were shaking and your lower stomach was tightening.

Your eyes widen when you suddenly feel it. The feeling that you felt the last time that you squirted. You wasn't going to tell him though. You'd let it be a surprise so you could watch him taste you as if you were the greatest thing he ever put in his mouth.

You couldn't even warn him you were cumming. You cried out his name and arched off the bed, pussy throbbing as your orgasm hit.

The moment you squirted he forgot everything else and attached his mouth to you so he could take every single drop. He groaned against you as your body shook and jerked due to pleasure. His hands were digging into your thighs as he kept himself there, licking at you to taste the aftermath.

You were sensitive but you would never tell him to remove his mouth from your pussy.

You weren't that stupid.

When he pulled back his face was glistening with your cum and the sight had you swallowing hard. His hair was a mess, eyes dark, lips almost swollen with how intense he ate you out. He was beautiful.

He was all yours.

He moved up over your body so he could kiss you and for a few minutes you both got lost in the pleasure of each others lips and tongues, enjoying the simple act of just making out.

You finally pulled back, "I want you to fuck me now. Want you to cum inside me and I'll cum all over your cock."

"Do you think you can?" He asked seriously, "I don't want to if you're too sensitive or you think-"

You had put your hand over his mouth to silence him, "I want your cock in my pussy right now, Kim Taehyung."

Even with your hand over his mouth you could tell he was grinning. Not by his lips but by his eyes.

You playfully rolled yours and removed your hand so you could kiss him, "Get inside me."

"As you wish." He chuckles.

When he fucks you he is never slow with it. His hips move at a pace that has you moaning nonstop, your head spinning as your headboard smacks against the wall. The sound of his balls hitting you always had you clenching around his thick cock as it moved in and out of you.

Just like in the present time.

He's fucking you so good and deep that you can't get a proper breath. His mouth is attached to your neck as he kisses, sucks, bites and licks all over your skin, groaning against you as your pussy clenches around him.

Your nails dig down his back, legs wrapped around his waist as you hold him close to you. Your cunt is throbbing in sensitivity but it only turned you on more. You could feel the wetness with each drag of his cock in and out of you.

"Feels so fucking good." He groaned, "Wetttest cunt I've ever fucked."

You whine, "Tae, please."

He kissed your jaw before moving to your lips, "Best cunt I've ever fucked. I will never fuck anyone else as long as I live."

You groaned and struggled to pull him closer. You were already pressed together but you wanted him even closer. You were desperate for it.

"Sweet girl." He whispered, placing kisses all over your face sweetly despite the rough nature of his fucking.

You throw your head back and close your eyes as his cock hits that sweet spot inside of you.

"I'm going to cum." You whine.

He cussed under his breath and picked up his pace. He wasn't that far off either and the thought of cumming inside you had his balls tightening.

Ever since you started fucking raw a couple years ago it was as if he lost any common sense in the bedroom. The thought of your bare cunt clenching around his cock always got him going near the end. He'd never grow tired of it and he'd certainly never grow tired of cumming inside you then watching with you as it all leaked out.

By the time you both finally came again your head was spinning. You felt dizzy and overwhelmed in the best way. The thrill of knowing that he was yours made the experience better every single time.

He kissed you softly before putting some pillows behind you so he could help you sit up. He stayed close to you while doing this so he didn't have to pull out of you yet.

"You sure you don't want me to keep you plugged?" He asked.

"You know you want to watch it as much as I do." You grin.

He returned the grin, "That's very true."

You both look down as he slowly starts pulling his cock out. The sight of his cum slowly leaking out of you has him squeezing his soft cock while you just moan and push it out of your pussy.

"Fucking hell. Do it again."

You whine and do as he instructed causing more cum to leak down towards your ass.

"You're going to be the fucking death of me."

You lean in slowly and kiss him, "We don't want that so I'll just let it all come out on its own."

He smirks, "Or if you want I could clean it up for you. If you think you can handle another mindblowing orgasm."

You laugh, "You're on! But don't complain when I make you cum down my throat again."

"If I ever complain about that it means I'm out of my mind and I want you to put me out of my misery."

You pull him in and laugh against his lips telling him how insane he is, but he just kisses you and pushes you back to the bed.

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Tongue Game. || NSFW. || Yoongi.

Fingering. Oral sex (F.) Dirty talk. Squirting. Cream pie. Unprotected sex. Reader loves being praised. He loves praising her. He also loves filling her up. 💦💦

Pure filth.☺️☺️

(Reader doesn’t have a name! I use she/her.)

(This man makes me tingle.)

She groaned as she felt Yoongi's fingers slide into her, gasping at how well they stretched her open. She couldn't wait for his even thicker cock.

"Feel good, princess?" He asked, eyes locked on her pussy.

She nodded, "So good, Yoongi."

He grinned and picked up the pace of his fingers, watching as her arousal drenched them, listening to the sound of her wet pussy as he continued fingering her, "You're such a good girl."

She whined, "Yoongi."

"Fuck." He groaned, fucking his fingers right into her gpsot, making sure to curve them so they pressed right against it.

Her thighs shook around him and it was all the encouragement he needed to keep up the pace of his fingers.

"You look so beautiful like this, baby. All fucked out and I really haven't done anything to you yet. You're all whiney over my fingers so I can't wait to have you squirming on my cock."

She moaned and arched off the bed, "Please."

"Mhm, love it when you beg, baby."

He licked his lips and moved down closer so he could watch his fingers move in and out of her. The sight of her pussy clenching around his fingers as they pushed in had his cock throbbing. He couldn't wait to bury his cock inside of her and cum so deep in her that she'd be leaking for the rest of the day.

He licked his lips once again and moved closer so he could trace his tongue around her clit causing her to grab at his hair. He stopped his fingers and grinned, "Want me to eat your pretty pussy, baby?"

She whined.

"I need your words, angel." He said, pulling his fingers out slowly just to watch as her pussy clung to them as if trying to keep them inside.

"Please, Yoongi." She moaned, "I want to feel your mouth so bad."

"Good girl."

He leaned in and ran his tongue from her wet hole up to her swollen clit, groaning at the taste of her. Her fingers were tight in his hair and she was trying to push his face against her.

He was so fucking lucky to have her.

"My dirty girl." He moaned, "Taste so sweet."

She gasped when his lips wrapped around her clit. Her hand fell from his hair and she grabbed at the sheets as he sucked on her clit, sending pleasure racing from her toes to the top of her head.

"Oh my god." She moaned, "Feels so good, baby."

He didn't reply. He just looked up at her as he continued working his mouth against her. She was so wet and he could feel her arousal against his chin.

He wanted it in his mouth.

He moved down and used his tongue to separate her lips so he could press the tip of his tongue against her hole. She let out a noise that had his cock hurting. He slid his tongue slowly inside her as he used his fingers to keep her spread open for him.

She looked down at his eyes and about exploded at the sight. His long hair framed his face, eyes dark and intense, and beads of sweat were already forming along his hairline. He always got so sweaty when he ate her out and he always told her it was because he just wanted to focus on her and making her feel good.

She wanted to lick every drop of sweat from every inch of his body.

His tongue was working on her so fast she felt like her legs were going to fall off from shaking so hard. He knew how to make her feel good. He always jokingly bragged about his tongue game, but it was never a joke to her. He really knew what he was doing.

Especially with how his tongue was currently fucking in and out of her wet pussy, tasting every drop of her as if he needed it to survive and letting out noises that had her clenching around his tongue.

He pulled back and licked his lips before spitting directly in her. He slid a finger inside of her again as he sucked her clit causing her to arch off the bed moaning his name.

"Yoongi." She groaned, "Oh my fucking god."

If his mouth hadn't been full of her clit he would have grinned but instead he continued sucking on it to feel her legs shake around him. He was determined to make her cum in his mouth, to make her squirt so he could drink up every drop.

He slid two more fingers inside of her causing her to gasp. That gasp turned into a moan as he moved them against her gspot over and over not letting her get a breath.

Her stomach was tightening as an orgasm raced up on her. She knew what was about to happen. She didn't do it often because most of the time he just ate her out then fucked her good, but it was one of those days when he was determined to drain her of everything she had.

Not that she ever had any complaints or problems with it.

"Yoongi." She gasped, 'I'm so close."

"Good girl." He moaned, "Want you to squirt for me, princess. Want to drink up every drop from this pretty pussy of yours."

She let out a sob and dug her feet into the mattress, hips jerking on their own as her orgasm suddenly hit.

She could feel the liquid shooting out of her and she heard the noises Yoongi made.

His fingers continued moving inside of her as he moaned, attaching his lips to her so every drop of her went into his mouth. He wasn't going to let a single drop of it go to waste. He only pulled his fingers out so he push his tongue back inside of her and lick at her as if he was a dehydrated man.

She couldn't stop moaning, thighs shaking at the intensity of it, but it was the way Yoongi got so turned on over it that really had her clit throbbing again.

When he finally pulled back so she could see his face properly she let out a mental groan. His face was clearly drenched in her arousal and orgasm. He may have drank every drop but his face was also stained and he clearly loved it as he always did. He didn't wipe his face. He just leaned down over her so he could kiss her, sliding his tongue into her mouth so she could taste herself.

She groaned and grabbed at his shoulders as they continued kissing. When he pulled back she felt breathless.

"Let me take care of you."

He shook his head, "Later, baby. Right now I want to bury my cock in your pussy."

"Fucking filth mouth." She gasped.

He grinned and grabbed his cock to rub the head through her wet lips causing her to groan, hips moving up in hopes to get it pressed against her entrance.

"Please, Yoongi, "She begged, "make me cum on your cock."

"Fuck."

He slid his cock inside of her, groaning at how warm and wet she felt around him.

She gasped at how he stretched her out. She would never get used to how fucking thick he was.

She dug her nails into his shoulders and that was all he needed to really fuck into her.

He had his face tucked into her neck, breathing heavily against her skin. She couldn't stop moaning his name, dragging her nails down his back.

Her legs were in the air and spread so wide that the sound of his balls smacking her ass was loud in the bedroom, as loud as the moans they were making.

His cock had a slight curve so it always pressed against her gspot making her clench around his cock, shivering at how well he knew her body.

"Baby, fuck." He grunted, "Going to fill your cunt up."

She whined, "Please."

"Such a fucking filthy girl. My good girl."

She let out a pleasured sob as he bit down on her neck. He always did that when he felt like he was going to lose control.

"Cum inside me." She begged, "Want to feel you so bad."

He sat up and placed his hands flat on the bed on either side of her and fucked into her hard. His long hair hanging down almost covering his face, mouth open as he let out small pants. His sweat was dripping down on her and it turned her on. She clenched around his cock causing him to cuss and thrust harder into her.

"I'm going to fill you up, pretty girl." He grunted, "Want to feel this sweet pussy clench around my cock when I cum."

Her toes curled as another orgasm quickly approached. She knew he was close too by the sounds he was making and her body was eager to have him cum inside.

"I'm going to cum." She moaned, eyes closing.

"Eyes open, sweet girl. Want to see those beautiful eyes roll back when you cum on my cock."

She did as he said causing him to smile so sweetly at her despite the dirty things they had been doing.

"I'm going to cum." She repeated, voice breaking on last word.

"Cum with me, angel." He said, gasping when she clenched around him.

She came first.

Legs shaking, toes curled, eyes rolling back as her orgasm hit. She once again squirted, coating his cock in her cum. The sight and feeling of it had Yoongi's head spinning. He dug his fingers into the sheets as he pushed his cock deep inside of her as his own orgasm hit. His balls were pressed right up against her ass as he cussed, letting out low moans as he came.

When she felt his cum shooting inside of her she let out a content sigh. There was no better feeling than his cum inside of her and knowing that she'd just be leaking for the rest of the day had her heart racing. She would never get used to the feeling, she'd never grow tired of it.

"Fucking hell." He groaned, "You're clenching so tight around me, sweetheart. Can't believe you squirted again."

She blushed at his words and he leaned down to kiss both flushed cheeks. He was still deep inside of her, only small drops of cum leaking out of her. He didn't want to move and she didn't want him to but they knew they couldn't stay in that position forever.

He slowly pulled back and she sat up a bit so they could both watch as his cum leaked out of her.

"So fucking sexy." He groaned.

He grabbed the camera they kept beside the bed and took a picture of her and the cum leaking out of her. The camera never left their bedroom and they often went back to look at the nasty things they've done in the past.

They had a box full of developed film and an entire box of undeveloped film. Luckily for them they were able to do it all on their own so no one could ever see what they do.

He ran his fingers through her drenched cunt and pressed his fingers against her lips and she happily sucked them into her mouth.

"You're so nasty, baby. I fucking love you."

She pulled off his fingers and leaned in so she could kiss him, "And I fucking love you."

They took some time to clean up and wash their bed spread before moving to the living room where they made another mess. Their friends would never know what dirty things that couch had seen, but she and Yoongi knew and that secret was always enough to get them both worked up again.

Just Dance It Off

→ Summary: You're over the moon when you land the female lead in the end-of-semester show. It feels like your hard work has finally paid off, everything is going great. Well, until you learn who your partner is…

↠ jimin x f.reader | 9.5k words | 18+ ↠ genre: smut, angst, fluff, ballet dancers au, enemies to lovers, performing arts college au

→ Warnings: explicit and unprotected sex, jealousy, masturbation, alcohol consumption, underage drinking, use of fake ID, mild exhibitionism, creampie, hair pulling, angry sex, nipple play, degradation, dirty talk, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, multiple smut scenes, heavy teasing & banter, edging, orgasm denial, light choking

→ Author Note: This is a rewrite of an old 2019 fic of mine, so I hope you enjoy the newest version! If you’d like to read this on ao3 instead it’s been crossposted here! Also a biiiiiiig thank you so Sarah @caelesjjk for beta editing this for me. Go show her some love if you aren't already following her! As always, all likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated <3

“Oh, no,” you hear one of the dancers behind you whisper to another, “Look who’s walking in.”

Your curiosity gets the best of you as you casually stretch, your eyes betraying you by glancing over your shoulder toward the door, dying to see who they’re talking about. You recognize him almost immediately and the whispers continue to grow about the slender male who is walking across the room to set his stuff down.

Park Jimin.

Of course, he would be auditioning for this show. It’s his final semester, and you really should have seen this coming. Especially since you knew he was bound to get whatever position he was auditioning for. That’s a given.

Park Jimin always gets whatever he wants in life; whether that be a specific role in a performance, who his performance partners are both on the stage…and in the bedroom, that sort of thing. He’s the most pretentious person you’ve ever met, seeing as he acts like he is God’s gift to the dance world, and you’re already dreading any interaction you’ll have with him.

Rumor has it that his daddy, former dancer and sponsor, paid his way into Juilliard, but as much as you hate to admit it, he (unfortunately) happens to be very talented and you doubt the school didn’t already have something lined up for him, regardless of who his family is. Unlike you, who was on the waitlist for two months and had to take out a loan worth more than your life to attend this school.

Your eyes meet his and Jimin does a once-over before moving onto the people to your left. What a prick.

“Y/N!” a voice yells from the entryway. Your familiar, freckled, redheaded best friend is quickly prancing towards you.

“I’m so happy to see you here,” Catalina squeals before hugging you tightly. “What part are you auditioning for? Please tell me it’s lead. God, I miss you. It sucks that we don’t have any classes together this semester. How are you?”

You hug your petite friend back, “I miss you too! Please tell me that you’re not also auditioning for lead, I don’t want to be judged against you. Your pirouettes are perfect compared to my lousy ones.”

Her laugh echoes through the room. “Apparently you didn’t hear about my recent tumble,” she jokes, bumping her shoulder into yours. “I’ll gladly be in the background after my solo-gone-wrong.”

“Alright, everyone!” One of the male judges calls out, walking past the lineup of dancers to collect everyone’s entry form. “We’ll start with the routine you were required to memorize as a group, and then it will be individual evaluations after. Make sure your numbers are secured and let’s line up outside the door.”

After taking your place and getting into position with the rest of the packed room, you wait for the cue to begin. The routine is short and simple, and years of practice have made some of the required moves second nature.

Before you know it, the judges are escorting people out the door for the individual sessions.

You're about twentieth in line, right behind Cat. That makes you a bit nervous because, even though she’s not auditioning for the lead role, her impressive skills might land her a more prominent part than the one she’s aiming for.

Everyone else is quietly chatting in line while you do your best to relax, working through your routine in your mind. This is one of your pre-audition rituals. It always helps with easing your nerves.

By the time you finish running through a couple of full-outs in your head, you’re second in line. You wish Cat good luck as she’s ushered into the dance studio. Her five minutes go by almost too quickly, but she exits with a happy smile.

“Hey, good luck! Kill it, okay?”

You nod, quickly following after the woman who calls your name next.

“Miss Y/N, it says here that you’re auditioning for the female lead. As a sophomore?” Mr. Jenson, one of your dance professors and judge, questions. You prepared for this. It’s very uncommon for an underclassman to try out for such a prestigious role.

“Yes, sir. That’s correct.” You hold your head high.

“Well, I have to say I’m quite impressed with your confidence. Whenever you’re ready.”

You wait for the familiar beginning notes of Tchaikovsky’s Waltz Of The Flowers to play before flying effortlessly through your well-practiced routine. You’re banking on the emotional state of your dancing along with the technical moves you’ve included to impress the judges, and based on their faces when you finish, you figure you did just that. You can’t help but grin widely as you watch the four of them scribble furiously onto the sheets of paper. That’s a really good sign.

“I have to say, I was a little thrown off in the beginning by your song choice since it’s so, hmm, how do I say this, so amateur. But I was very surprised by what you chose to express and the level at which you dance,” the first judge says.

“Yes, the lines you created with your body were very exquisite,” another praises.

You nodded, taking in their advice and criticism.

“Thank you, Miss Y/N, you may exit.” Mr. Jenson says with a smile.

As soon as you step out the door and exhale, you feel a sense of relief. The excitement of your successful audition courses through you, filling you with good energy.

You find Cat stretching in the warm-up room next door.

“Oh my god, you got it. Didn’t you?” She squeals the second she sees your face.

“I don’t know…” You have a pretty good idea based on their responses and comments but aren’t positive.

“Oh, please,” she rolls her eyes, “That’s your ’I just nailed my audition’ face. You totally got it.”

“I hope so. God, wouldn’t that be so insane? When was the last time an underclassman got the lead?”

Someone behind you scoffs; you look over your shoulder and see that it’s Jimin. Your eyes narrow at him, but Cat turns you back before you go off on him. “Not worth it, the rest of us seniors think it’s great that you’re trying for a top spot. How about we go get a drink from the vending machine while we wait?”

You nod before grabbing your warm-up bag and follow her out. “I can’t believe him. He’s so stuck up,” You grumble once you’re far enough away that no one but Cat can hear you.

“He’s always like that, just be thankful that you don’t share any classes with him.”

You’ve heard that Jimin is usually the center of attention in class, whether it’s his choice or not, so you can’t imagine being stuck in one with him. It sounds like it would be impossible to get good feedback if the teachers only care about him.

After you both buy the drinks that you want, you head back. The line is smaller but it will still be at least a half-hour until everyone has had their turn. You sigh impatiently and head back into the warm-up room.

Deciding to sit along the mirrored wall, you rummage through your bag to find a pair of headphones and put your favorite playlist on shuffle while you wait. Even though it feels like half the day goes by while you’re sitting there waiting, it’s really only been about an hour.

Everyone’s attention lands on Madam Jamie, one of the contemporary dance professors, when she asks everyone to re-enter the audition room.

“Okay,” she starts once everyone gets in line, “Those whose numbers I am about to call, please step forward. Dancers eleven, one fifty-three, one forty-seven, seventeen, thirty-eight, twenty-two, and one ten.”

Cat gives you a concerned look as she steps forward without you.

“Seventy-two, fifteen, sixty-eight, thirty, thirty-four, eighty-two, one twenty-one–” you step forward and sigh in relief once she spoke your number. Tuning out the rest of the numbers called, you smile at Cat as she reaches for your hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze.

“Everyone else, I’m sorry to inform you that you have not been selected. Thank you for your time,” She finishes, resting her clipboard against her chest.

Those who didn’t make the cut are escorted out as Mr. Jenson stands up to make an announcement.

“I have everyone’s part listed here,” He shakes the paper in his hand. “It’ll be left on this table for you all to look over. However, I want to first congratulate you all. We are excited to have this much talent for the semester’s exhibition show. We have some great things planned and cannot wait to get started with you all. Please take note of our rehearsal schedule. Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Eight to noon. Most of you should not have conflicting schedules as all dance classes are held in the afternoon anyway, although if you do have a problem just stay after and we can work it out. Madam Jamie and I will see you back here Monday morning. Dismissed.”

You and Cat both wait until more people clear out of the room before you have the guts to read the paper.

Catalina Wilde - Corps de ballet

Your eyes wander across the page as you search for your name.

Y/N - Lead Female Soloist

Turning towards each other, you squeal “Oh my god,” at the same time.

“I can’t believe it. We both got what we wanted,” you excitedly rush out.

“I know, this never happens. Oh, I’m so excited!” She reaches for your hand and squeezes it again, picking up the paper with her other hand.

“Oh, no.” She turns the paper towards you, “Look who your partner is.”

Park Jimin - Lead Male Soloist

You huff, “Of course, I’m not surprised.” You turn your head and search the mostly-empty room for him. You have a feeling he’s still here, it’s like you can sense his presence.

“Cat! You coming?” the group of dancers near the door asks.

“Shoot, I’ve got to head to my next session. I’ll see you later, okay?” Cat says, giving you a quick hug as she runs out the door.

Leaving just you and Jimin.

Deciding to let go of your prejudice against Jimin, you figure the best move would be to congratulate him on getting the part he auditioned for.

He watches blankly from the mirrored wall as you walk towards him.

Once in front of him, you stick your hand out. “Hey congrats, I’m looking forward to–” you begin before he rudely cuts you off by holding up his hand.

“Yeah, whatever,” he sneers, “We need to take this extremely seriously so I expect you to be at our rehearsals an hour early so we can get in extra time,” he looks you over again, “From what I can tell you’re gonna need it.”

“Also,” apparently he isn’t finished, “I expect that you’ll be taking care of your diet from here on out since I’m going to be lifting you and I don’t want my arms to give out, or worse, snap.”

“Well, you can always go to the gym and work on that yourself,” you say defensively. What a jerk.

“So can you, sweetheart.”

“Uh, wow. Okay…” Here you are trying to congratulate him and here he is treating you like dirt. “Guess the rumors are true,” you mutter as you shift your duffel strap further up your shoulder, turning to leave.

“Excuse me?” Well, shit. He wasn’t supposed to hear that part. You look him in the eyes without showing any regret for your previous statement.

His eyes narrow at you, clearly not liking your RBF, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing. Sorry.” However, you aren’t.

“You know,” he remarks, “I don’t care about what you’ve heard about me or what you think about me. I care if you’re going to be too immature for this role and if that’s the case I’ll have no trouble replacing you.” He follows you out the audition room.

Oh boy, you’re pissed now. You turn around and get right in his face.

“What the fuck? In case you haven’t noticed, you aren’t in charge here. Just because you’re a senior and I’m a sophomore doesn’t make you any better than me,” you bark while shoving a finger in his chest.

“Secondly, I don’t need to believe the rumors because you’ve just proven them to be true. You’re an ass to all of your partners to the point that they don’t want to dance with you so you can,” you lift up your hands to finger quote this next part, “Pick who you think is good enough.”

You scoff, “Well, here’s a fun fact dickwad. I’m not going anywhere. The judges chose me and I fully intend on dancing as the female lead in the show. So get the fuck over yourself ‘cause you’re about to be seeing a lot of me in these next few months. Got it?“

"Fine,” he huffs, pushing past you.

“Fine!” you snap, turning away from him and heading towards your next class. Now that you're thoroughly annoyed and not in the mood for your next class, which happens to be a two-hour lecture on the history of interpretive dance, you sigh and get moving before you’re late.

The first two weeks of ‘rehearsals’ are spent training, just at a higher level than you’re used to. However, you hide it well. You’ve been making sure to keep up with the upperclassmen because you know that you are, unfortunately, replaceable if Madam Jamie or Mr. Jenson deems it necessary.

It doesn’t matter that your thighs feel like they are on fire, or that your calves might be ripping at every bend and arch you make. You’re going to complete the one hundred pliés just like everyone else without a single complaint.

Jimin must have taken your last conversation to heart, or he’s exceptionally good at masking his feelings if your words bothered him, because he’s been an excellent partner all week. Although, you know you aren’t going to grow a typical relationship with him as you did with all of the other partners you have had over the years. You’ve been friends, good friends, even, with your previous partners, something you know is never going to happen with Jimin.

He doesn’t do small talk. He really doesn’t have much to say at all other than pointing out when you are making a mistake. No good comments, nor praise–not that you’re expecting any–but it would have been nice to hear him say that he is impressed with how well you’re keeping up with him.

It’s Friday of the second week, which means that it’s the last day of the training period aka hell week, thankfully. You’re dying to get started on learning the actual program. You aren’t looking forward to Jimin’s request of showing up an hour earlier than everyone else this next week, but even though you hate to admit it, the extra time will end up benefiting you.

Today also happens to be the day the choreographer is coming in. You’ve heard the whispers throughout the school this week, everyone trying to guess who it’s going to be.

And after seeing who Madam Jamie walks into the studio with, you’re so happy to see that they were all wrong.

“O-oh my–ohmygod,” you bumble and did a double-take. It couldn’t be, could it?

The brown curls hung gorgeously on the tall man’s head and you internally drool at how much better looking he is in person. He’s so tan, so fit, so delicious–

“Can you concentrate?” Jimin grumbles in annoyance, pulling you out of your slightly inappropriate thoughts. You’re doing partner stretches, which does require some level of focus, but not enough that you have to look away from the literal Italian God who stood a mere six feet away. “What’s your deal anyway? We’re supposed to be preparing our muscles for the toughest training session yet and you’re over there stuttering like a fool.”

You scoff at him and lower your voice, “Don’t you know who that is?”

Jimin rolls his eyes. “Does it look like I care?” He mutters, pushing the backside of your thigh towards your torso.

“You can’t be serious,” you exasperate. “That’s Luca Black! You know, one of the most famous choreographers in the dance world right now. I can’t believe you don’t see how big of a deal this is.”

“The only thing I care about right now is making sure your hamstrings are loose so you don’t kick me in the face when we’re dancing.”

Now there’s an idea…

“Alright, everyone! Front and center please,” Mr. Jenson announces as he walks in the door, right on time as usual.

“Dancers, I would like you to meet Mr. Black, your choreographer. I expect you all to treat him with the same level of respect that you give me and Madam Jamie.”

“Oh please,” Mr. Black says, stepping forward, “You can all call me Luca.” His smile hits the heart of every girl in the class, and even a few of the guys. “I am looking forward to working with you all to make this performance one to remember. Can we get into a lineup to start?”

Everyone moves into the typical sequence based on each person’s position of where they belong. Which meant that you and Jimin were dead center with Luca’s eyes right on you.

You swallow slowly when he walks towards the two of you. “You must be Y/N. Mr. Jenson has told me quite a lot about you. I have to say, I am most excited to work with a dancer like you.”

Jimin is perplexed that Luca went straight to you. If anything, he’s the better dancer here and he doesn’t quite understand why a sophomore is getting so much attention. He’s nearly sick to his stomach listening to the nauseating conversation that you two are having.

“It’s an honor to have you working with us Mr. Black,” you say in awe as you shake his hand.

“Luca,” he corrects before lifting your hand to kiss it, “And the pleasure is most definitely all mine.”

“Sorry,” you pant, rushing through the door. “I know I’m a couple of minutes late. I couldn’t find parking. Why is it so freaking busy? It’s barely seven.”

“Don’t let it happen again,” Jimin says ignoring your question. You bite your tongue and get straight into your morning stretches.

“What do you want to work on today?” you ask, knowing what he is going to say after you’re warmed up. For the past three weeks, you and Jimin have been dedicating extra time to perfecting scene two's Pas De Deux.

It’s the only section of this scene where you’re both completely alone on stage and Jimin is dead-set on making it nothing less than perfect. He reasons that just because you are the only two people on stage doesn’t mean that the audience’s attention is a given, you need to earn it.

Which is a very on-brand thing for Jimin to say.

“Do you really need to ask?” He snickers with a playful smile plastered to his face.

“Nevermind then,” you banter back, joining him as he finishes stretching.

You’ve surprisingly gotten pretty comfortable with Jimin after spending more time with him. Dancing with him is mostly fun, besides when he calls you out on your mistakes…repeatedly. But even then, you know he tries to mean well. You both have to be the best or the other will end up looking like a fool–which (you assume) neither of you want to happen.

Knowing that you’re almost halfway through the semester is a little terrifying. All the dancers have been making great progress and everything is coming together seamlessly, but you can’t help but feel the nervousness set in.

You take a deep breath and clear your thoughts, getting nervous right now will do you no good. Thankfully, when you start dancing your mind settles and you’re able to concentrate on your performance. 

Well, that is, until Jimin drops you during the lift. You might have understood the mistake if he hadn’t done it three times prior.

“Get up.” He holds his hand out for you, pulling you to your feet. “We need to get this number down, you know how important it is.”

“I’m aware of that,” you hiss. “But it would be nice if you weren’t letting me fall every two seconds.” You rub your aching side and stretch to see if that helps ease the pain.

“Just dance it off, you’ll be fine.” Jimin walks over to his stuff along the wall, before bending down to grab his water bottle.

You scowl. “Stop being ridiculous and hold me properly. I don’t have teeth anywhere down there,” you say motioning to the space between your legs. “You can put your hand where it belongs without worry, you know.”

Jimin blushes as soon as he hears your words, he turns away quickly before you notice. Yes, it’s technically his fault that you keep falling. It isn’t intentional, but he can’t help it. Especially when he can feel the warmth of your center from where his hand is resting when he goes in for the lift.

The thought of other parts of him being this close to your heat is driving him crazy and yeah, he may have faltered, which yeah, may have caused you to crash down once…twice. Okay, maybe three times. Or four?

It doesn’t matter. He’s so hyper-focused on why he’s thinking about you like this at all. You’re attractive, he already knew that. But this new-found thought of wanting to take you hard and fast, right here in the studio is something else. It comes from deep within, and he can’t decide if he wants to squash the idea completely or let it lead to something wild.

Jimin shakes his head, trying to get rid of those thoughts just long enough for you to both get through these next ten minutes before the rest of the crew arrives for rehearsal. “Alright, let’s go again.”

You get into position, Jimin falling behind you. You try to hold still but his breath tickles your neck while you wait for the music cue.

The motions are practically natural to you at this point, and you take a deep breath, preparing yourself in case you fall again.

You rapidly suck in air when you feel Jimin’s fingers press deep into your inner thigh this time as he lifts you. They are incredibly close, much closer than they were last time.

You won’t ever admit to it, but your mind is overflowing with dirty thoughts of Jimin’s fingers somewhere else. Particularly somewhere that would have you writhing within seconds.

Those thoughts are distracting, and you’re late for your cue to jump down. And somehow instead of jumping, your body twists around in a weird way as your head dives down toward the ground below you. Tensing, you brace for the impact that doesn’t come.

Unexpectedly, Jimin manages to catch you before any damage happens, and he quickly pulls you up, as if you were never upside down to begin with. His arms are wrapped right below your butt, causing your head to be directly above his. How on earth it got there, you have no idea.

But you aren’t questioning it. Adrenaline runs wild through your body, and you cling to him as if your life depends on it. Your arms are wrapped tightly around his neck, scared that you still might fall somehow.

Your faces are only a few inches apart in this position, which allows you to see how soft and smooth Jimin’s lips look. You slowly lick yours as he lowers you down to the ground, keeping the same amount of distance, or lack thereof, between you two. The realization that it would be so easy to kiss him right now has set in and you swear Jimin has the same mad thoughts; especially when he’s gripping your hips this tightly.

What you both don’t realize is that outside of the main doors, the rest of the dancers are watching with wide eyes and shocked faces. If it weren't for the unmistakable red hair you see in the mirror's reflection, who knows what might have happened? You don’t think about it, instead, you pull away and play it off before heading toward your bag to grab a drink.

“Morning everyone! What are we all waiting for?” Luca says from behind the dancers, “Let’s go in and get warmed up.”

He opens the door and sees you and Jimin at opposite ends of the room, each taking big gulps from your water bottles. Interesting…

Cat walks in and sets her stuff down next to Jimin’s and silently watches him. His face is flushed but she can’t tell if it was because of the intense moment you two just shared, or from the strain of the lifting sequence. She was the first to notice the look you two shared before the crowd outside the door, and she has a weird feeling about it.

Last she knew you were still fighting with Jimin during your pre-practices, although she’s very aware of the saying ’there’s a fine line between love and hate’. Cat makes a mental note to ask you about this morning’s situation later.

The first half of practice is weird, to say the least. Jimin is treating you like nothing happened. And while technically nothing happened, something almost did and you don’t know how you felt about the something.

Needless to say, you aren’t on top of your dance game today. It’s hard to concentrate with your head filled with empty-answered questions and even more confusion.

“Okay, everyone,” Luca echoes, stealing every dancer’s attention, “Let’s take five. When we reconvene we’ll do a recap of Scenes One through Three with no breaks. If we can get it down we’ll move onto the beginning of Scene Four today.”

You and Jimin happily turn in opposite directions, grateful for some space.

“Y/N, can you stay back? There’s something I want to go over with you,” Luca calls out, stopping you from heading in the direction of Cat and some of the other girls.

Oh no. That’s never a good sign.

“Don’t worry, you’re not doing anything wrong,” he says after seeing your smile falter. “I just see a little room for improvement with the last sequence before the song changes in scene three.”

He gestures for you to get into position in front of him, which you do without hesitation.

Luca moves closer to you and rests a hand on your lower back, “Tighten here and stretch.” He shows you how to position your body to make it look more elegant and elongated. “See how much longer you look now?” His eyes meet yours in the mirror. “Hold yourself like this through the rest of the dance. Trust me when I say you’ll notice a difference. So will everyone else.”

A blush creeps up your neck when his hand slides across your hip before he steps away from you, “Thank you for the tip.”

His eyes burn into yours, and you feel the heat growing in your lower stomach. “Anytime, Y/N.” His lips turned into a small smile, which you returned.

Jimin stalks silently as Luca touches you, his anger bubbling deep down inside him. Fuck, he doesn’t exactly want you, but he definitely doesn’t want anyone else to have you either. And he sure as hell doesn’t want Luca touching you like that or giving you those looks; looks that have disguised intentions with ulterior motives behind them.

He wants to tell Luca where to go and how to get there, but he knows better. Not only would it be unprofessional as hell, but Jimin would probably be screwed out of a lot of future events if he tells one of the best choreographers to fuck off.

He forces himself to look away and takes another deep breath, calming down a little before part two of rehearsals starts.

The second half of rehearsals ends sooner than expected, and Jimin storms off before you even have the chance to talk to him about this morning. You sigh, your eyes trailing his fast exit.

“Y/N! I’m heading to the vending machine for a granola bar, want to come with me?” Cat asks. You’re sure that her question has a hidden agenda too, but you go along with it anyway since you’re starving and need to eat something small before your next class.

“Sure, just give me a second to switch out of my pointe shoes.” You don’t like to wear yours for walking since they’re new and still stiff.

“So,” Catalina begins, watching you put the money into the machine. “What was that this morning? And don’t you dare try to say it was just dancing, because I’ve seen 'just dancing’ with Jimin and that was not at all what I saw earlier.”

You groan internally, not wanting to deal with her interrogation. Cat isn’t the type to judge you if you told her that you would’ve fucked Jimin right then if it wasn’t for the fact that you noticed her (and the rest of the dancers). But you don’t want to admit it to yourself.

Saying it and thinking it are two very different things, and you aren’t sure you can come to terms with saying that you want to fuck Jimin. Hell, you have no idea if you will feel the same way in an hour. So you choose to keep it to yourself for now.

“Did something happen between you two?” she asks bluntly.

“No, nothing happened between us.”

“And is that a good or bad thing?” she questions next.

“Good,” you huff, “I think…”

It’s been another busy few weeks, and things have been going great…until today. To be honest, this is probably the worst dance day you’ve had in years.

“I’m sorry guys, let’s start from the top,” you apologize again for messing up. The scene you’re going over today isn’t complicated by any means, it’s only a transition scene. But your head is elsewhere which, in turn, makes you mess up every couple of seconds.

You're not getting many approving looks from the room. Luca is a little worried, Madam Jamie has pursed lips, and the dancers are severely annoyed with you.

“No, Miss Y/N.  Stop before you hurt yourself.” Mr. Jenson lets out a frustrated sigh. “Kyra, would you stand in for Y/N and show her how it’s properly done?”

You’re embarrassed that it’s gotten to this point. What is with you? You’ve done this sequence perfectly with Jimin this past week, hundreds of times at least. Now with the extra dancers on the floor, you seem to be forgetting it all.

Taking soft, shallow breaths is the only thing keeping you from crying in front of everyone. But they wouldn’t notice. All eyes are glued to Kyra, a senior who had also auditioned for the same role as you, as she dances with Jimin.

They dance beautifully, you can’t deny it, even if you want to. You can’t help but wonder if she would’ve been the better choice for the female lead.

“Thank you, Kyra. Everyone back into position now.”

Kyra walks past you and smirks. You know she’s thinking the same thing that you are. She probably also thinks that she’s capable of sweeping in and stealing your position. Like hell if you’re going to let that happen.

Even so, it’s not your decision to make and you know if you keep screwing this up it’s more than likely to happen.

“Hey, are you okay? What’s your deal?” Jimin whispers once he lines up with you again. The last thing you need is for him to make you feel worse for fucking up.

“I don’t know, it’s not a good day for me,” you whisper back as your eyes fill with tears. You’re completely exhausted, defeated, and disappointed.

“Just dance it off, we all get days like this. Follow my lead, okay? I promise I won’t let you mess up again.”

You nod, blinking back your tears. This is a different side of Jimin than you’re used to. He’s caring and knows exactly what to say to make you feel better.

After shaking off the earlier mishaps, you get yourself together and push through practice, making sure that the first official run-through of the program is a total success. It makes you feel a hell of a lot better than two hours earlier. You can tell that the rest of the group is just as ecstatic as you and Jimin are.

“That was great, Y/N!” he says, pulling you into a comforting hug. “See, all you needed was a little reassurance.”

You’re slightly sad when he pulls back, the warmth of his body is no longer felt. “Thank you for today. I would’ve completely fallen apart without you.”

“Hey don’t worry about it, make sure you get some rest this weekend. See you Monday!” He smiles softly and waves bye. Who knew Jimin had more to him than what everyone else saw?

“Hey, Y/N!”

You turn your head and see Madison, one of the upperclassmen who’s also in the show, walking toward you.

“What are you doing tonight? Some of the girls and I are planning on going out to celebrate our first successful run-through of the show. We’re wondering if you’d like to come?” She leans in a little closer, “We have a fake you can use to get into our favorite club, Wander. We’d love for you to let loose with us.”

Usually, you would turn down any interaction that involves alcohol, especially since you’re underage, but you don’t want to disappoint your potential new friends. Plus it does sound like a lot of fun, and after the practice you just had, you deserve to let loose and relax.

“Yeah, totally! I’d love to come.” Madison smiles and you both trade numbers.

“Okay cool, I’ll text you my address later. We’re gonna get ready at mine before we head out. See you later!” She gives you a quick hug before heading out the door.

You’re secretly excited to hang out with the older girls since you don’t have many other friends in your year. Especially not now with all your free time taken up by rehearsals.

Jimin stands outside the dance studio’s side door, slyly eavesdropping. He makes a mental note to accidentally run into you later. He isn’t sure what’s gotten into him, but he doesn’t want to go without seeing you for two days.

You intrigue him, and after your almost-kiss, Jimin wants to know what your lips feel like for real this time, not just what he has been imagining.

“What can I get you?” the bartender asks over the pounding music. You have no idea what to ask for; you obviously don’t drink and ordering something from the bar is a little out of your comfort zone since you don’t know what you’re doing.

Madison catches on and takes over. “Five shots of tequila for our group!” she yells while leaning over the bartop so he can hear her.

Oh boy, you don’t know much but you know enough to feel safe assuming tonight will be wild if you’re starting with shots, of all things.

With about a month left until the show, deciding to let loose with the girls is exactly the kind of break you need. Dancing, drinks, and good friends. Looking around, you’re happy to see that you have all three. It’s all a part of tonight’s plan.

What you don’t plan for, however, is seeing Jimin in the middle of the dance floor with Kyra all over him. After practice today, this is a total slap in the face.

You aren’t sure if the progress you’ve been making with Jimin is just one-sided, or if you had been imagining it this whole time. It feels like you’re both taking two steps forward in the right direction and then something like this will happen, sending you ten steps back.

Your eyes are glued to Kyra’s body as she dances with him, her hips moving at the perfect speed. You can’t help but be jealous of her. Not only is she gorgeous and a great dancer, but she also has a way of demanding everyone’s attention in any room she graces. Although, there’s only one person’s attention you want right now, and from what it looks like, you doubt you’ll be getting his anytime soon.

“Oh my god, is that Luca?” Catalina asks with a surprised tone, pointing towards the opposite end of the bar, “No way, it can’t be.”

“It is,” you laugh nervously before looking away. You’re a little worried that he might remember that you’re under the legal drinking age, only by a year, but still. How embarrassing would it be for him to get you kicked out…

“That’ll be $42,” the bartender drones, pushing the over-spilling shot glasses toward your group and happily taking whichever girls’ fifty-dollar bill in return.

You lift your glass along with the others, “Here’s to letting go and having fun!”

The tequila burns the back of your throat but that doesn’t stop you from hollering, “Let’s go dance!”

You pull Madison and Catalina onto the dance floor, coming to an abrupt stop when your back collides with someone., “Oh my gosh, I am so sor–” You pause and stare at the dark-haired man, “Oh. Hi.”

“Hi ladies, I hope you’re not getting into too much trouble tonight,” Luca jokes with a wide smile displayed across his face. He looks gorgeous dressed in all black, the leather jacket tops off his outfit.

“Oh of course not, Mr. Black,” Catalina giggles playfully, “We’re all good girls here.”

He raises his eyebrow which makes each of you giggle, “I’m not so sure about that. Can I buy you all a drink? Or is that a little weird?”

You look around at the girls; they do the same.

“Uh, sure? Madison finally says, breaking up the awkward silence.

Cat and one of her friends entertain Luca’s conversation while they wait at the bar. You slyly peek over your shoulder while dancing, looking for you-know-who. You can’t find him, but you’re happy to see that Kyra has moved on to her next man of the night.

"Hey,” Luca says, walking towards you with an extra drink in hand. “Here you go. Shhh, it’s our little secret,” he says humorously.

You thank him for the drink, nervously swirling the ice with the slim black straw in your cup.

“I’m happy I ran into you,” he begins, “Can I talk to you for a second, alone?”

“Oh, uh, sure!” You nod to Cat, silently saying that you’ll catch up with her later. He smiles and pulls you aside from your friends.

“What’s up?” You ask tensely while Luca grins, running a hand through his hair.

“I just want to tell you how impressed I’ve been with your progress so far, I haven’t been able to take my eyes off of you at rehearsals.”

Oh my god.

“Really?” You gape.

“Absolutely,” he reaches for your hand, bringing you closer to him before bending down to plant his lips on yours. You freeze as he kisses you gently, entirely unsure of what to do in that situation.

He quickly pulls back after reading your body language, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Luca,” you say curtly, taking a step back, “I appreciate your tips in class and kind comments, but I think we should keep things professional here. You’re the choreographer and I’m a student...”

“Of course, I apologize again. How about I walk you back to your friends and we forget this happened?”

“That would be perfect.” You’re thankful that things don’t seem too awkward, and you only hope things will stay that way when you see each other Monday morning.

Jimin’s fingernails dig into the flesh of his palms as he clenches his fists. Fucking Luca Black. He was heading your way to say hi, but Luca led you in a different direction than the one your friends are heading to. He should have known better, but he follows behind slowly. And what he sees when he finally turns the corner doesn’t sit right with him.

Luca’s hand on your cheek as the two of you kiss. Jimin isn’t exactly sure who initiated it. And even though it’s eating him alive, he doesn’t want to know because it pains him either way.

He watches as Luca pulls away, and takes note of your stunned face. Jimin wants to believe that was because you didn’t enjoy it. He can’t hear what you’re talking about, and he truly wants to believe that Luca is making you uncomfortable based on your reaction to the kiss. But that hopeful thought is squashed as soon as you smile and take Luca’s hand, allowing him to lead you to the dance floor.

Jimin is still trying to process what he just witnessed even though you’re both long gone. He steps out of the shadows and throws his drink at the wall, ignoring the sound of the glass breaking behind him. Grumbling under his breath, Jimin takes the closest exit and slams the club door behind him.

He heads home with the hopes that a cold shower will ease his rage, but the cool water running down his back isn’t doing much for his boiling blood, nor is it getting rid of the image of Luca’s lips on yours. And inevitably, he can’t get you out of his head either which in turn results in him masturbating to those thoughts of you … which is anything but calming.

Jimin closes his eyes and imagines that it’s him kissing you, not Luca, and that he’s the one who has you pushed up against the wall. He can practically hear your soft whimpers, the ones you make when you’re doing partner stretches that always have him close to losing it right there in front of everyone at rehearsals.

But it isn’t him who’s stretching with you. His length quivers in his hand as he speeds up, trying to change his thoughts to you aroused in the club bathroom, his hand sliding underneath your dress and slipping into your panties. Jimin throws his head back at the image of you getting all worked up, but once again, it isn’t him that’s driving you wild. It’s Luca.

After the fifth attempt and still failing to picture himself with you, Jimin gives up. He groans, looking down at his length’s angry red tip that’s aching for release. And there’s only one thing that will give him that. You.

But not an imaginary you. The real you. The real you wanting him just as much as he wants you. He doubts that you ever will, not when you can have Luca instead.

Meaning that Jimin is basically screwed.

Monday is a killer. Jimin has been hateful to you all morning, and you genuinely have no idea why. He seems to be fuming now at the end of rehearsals, compared to the quiet angry vibe he was giving off earlier this morning.

“Hey, great job today Y/n. You’re doing phenomenal. I can’t wait to see this all come to life next week. See you tomorrow!”

“Thanks! Yes, see you tomorrow Luca.” You wave bye while he rushes out of the room, leaving just you and Jimin behind.

Jimin waits until Luca is out of earshot before saying anything. He’s been annoyed all day by your and Luca’s behavior after witnessing the two of you making out in the hallway of Wander.

He’s disgusted, even more so by the afterthoughts of Luca bringing you back to his place and taking advantage of you. Needless to say, he didn’t sleep much this weekend.

“God, you’re such a suck-up,” he criticizes, failing to hold back his evil words. “How special do you think you’re going to feel when the paid help you’re boning doesn’t remember your name the second he moves on to the next school and finds a new student to seduce?”

“Excuse me?”

“You can pretend all you want but I saw you Friday night. With him.”

Oh god…

You shake your head, “Jimin, I can explain–”

“Whatever, waitlist. I don’t want to hear your excuses.” He turns around and internally grimaces, upsetting you isn’t what he was going for. He’s pissed and unfortunately, you’re the only person he can take it out on. It’s a dick move to say things like that, especially since you deserve to be here just as much as everyone else.

Jimin knows he should just let it go, but he can’t help it. It’s been eating him alive all day. He’s pissed that you’re acting like a damn fool because of Luca’s attention. Luca’s eyes hadn’t left your body the entire day.

Fucking perv.

Jimin is more pissed that it’s bothering him so much. He shouldn’t care, he doesn’t–or at least, that’s what he keeps telling himself.

Jimin’s words stung, and you’re shaking out of pure anger. “What the fuck is your problem? I can handle the normal stick-up-your-ass behavior but it’s on a whole new level today. Chill out, okay? It isn’t what you think. Nothing happened after he kissed me. Not that it’s any of your goddamn business, but it actually made me, like, super uncomfortable and he apologized directly after. We both agreed it wasn’t professional, so piss off Jimin. And even if I did decide to take it further with Luca, it wouldn’t concern you. So stay out of it.” You’re near him when you finish, with crossed arms and eyes glaring.

It’s unbelievable Jimin would make such a comment; the last thing you need is for him to start telling people what he saw.

You know you would be harshly reprimanded for using a fake ID to get into a club, but also for accepting a drink from someone who is a teacher, and especially for kissing that same teacher.

Jimin is just as heated as you are. So his intuition was right that night. His anger only grows, wanting to punch Luca over and over again for making you uncomfortable like that. How could Luca not tell that you weren’t actually into him, but rather idolized him for his contributions to the dance world? How dare he use that against you to pull a move like that?

“Fine,” he growls in your face, totally furious at the situation, and furious with himself for caring this much about it–about you. You’re driving him crazy, even now when you’re pissed with him. It turns him on how strong and defensive you always are, and fuck, he wants to do something about it.

“Fine,” you snap back, taking another step forward as your eyes subconsciously lower to his parted mouth.

In a matter of milliseconds, your lips collide and your hands are all over each other’s bodies. He lifts you into his arms and slams your back into the mirrors. It’s a miracle that they don’t shatter from his force.

You gasp at the contact and Jimin takes the opportunity to shove his tongue further into your mouth. Your legs lock around his waist while you continue to explore each other’s mouths and bodies ravenously.

Jimin pulls away and tugs your leotard down your arms, freeing your breasts from the tight compression.

“You’re so fucking annoying, do you know that?” He snarls before leaving a line of rough kisses along your neck and down your chest. You whimper at the sensation and run your fingers through his hair.

“You’re so fucking loud, do you always have to say so much?” You moan in response.

Jimin is starved for your taste and can’t wait any longer. His hands travel down your side while his lips close over one of your soft peaks, sucking it in between his teeth.

You mewl, crashing your head back against the glass from the sheer amount of pleasure.

Jimin abruptly pulls away and brings his face back in front of yours. “What? Do you have something to say?” he asks with fire in his eyes. But with his lips replaced by his fingers, twisting and tugging, you’re helplessly tongue-tied.

He moves one hand lower and another soft moan escapes your lips, his middle finger dancing dangerously above your panties before dipping into your slickened folds.

Jimin knows exactly where and how to touch you, causing your head to spin. He feels himself hardening watching your face contort in pleasure, and nearly coming in his pants when you slowly lick your bottom lip, pulling it in between your teeth and letting out a long moan in the process.

“Mmm, Jimin,” you cry, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Jimin notices this and instantly pulls away. You don’t get to come that easily. Even though it makes him super fucking excited to see what his touch does to you. God, this is so much better than what he imagined.

You whimper at the loss of his touch, “What the fuck?”

“Turn around,” he demands, his eyes flooding with lust and a dash of something dark. He undresses you rather quickly, leaving your tights and leotard wrapped around your legs.

You decide you aren’t going to let him have all the fun, sneaking a hand back behind you. Jimin grits his teeth in pleasure as your hand slips into his pants. His length twitches in anticipation of feeling you wrapped around him. You pull his member out and lead him between your damp folds, moaning deliciously at the contact.

The scent of your arousal has now filled the room and Jimin can’t hold back any longer. He wants to fulfill his fantasy of taking you hard and fast, right here in front of the mirror. Without a warning he slams himself into you, causing you to lose your breath.

Your back is against him as he relentlessly pounds you from behind. The force of his thrusts are hard and you use your hands as leverage against the mirror to avoid being crushed by him, even though it would certainly be worth it.

Jimin brings a hand up around your neck and holds your head straight so he can watch when you come. You’re close and he knows just what to do.

“Say my name,” he demands, using his other hand to pinch your clit. “Look at me and say the name of the man who’s making you come like you never have before.”

“Jimin, oh my-” The waves of pleasure wash over your entire body, every inch of your skin tingles. You pulsate around him, but he’s not done with you yet.

“That’s damn right.” Jimin twists you around again, lifting you against the reflective glass. He keeps his fast pace, with a fistful of your hair held between his tightening fingers.

“You’re such a fucking slut. Look at you losing it over my cock,” he snarls with a clenched jaw, “I’m gonna fuck you like this until the rest of the class comes in.”

Jimin rams into you with twice the amount of force as before. “I’d make that fucking Italian bastard watch as I take you hard and make you feel this good.” He brings his lips up to your ear and whispers, “He could never,” before harshly biting your ear, sending you completely over the edge for a second time. 

Jimin watches you unfold, your beauty completely mesmerizes him. Your entire body is on fire from oversensitivity while Jimin’s fingers rub your throbbing nub. You watch, completely hypnotized, as he brings his soaked fingers up to his mouth and sucks them clean.

“Oh, don’t think we’re anywhere near done yet,” he smirks devilishly, moving his thumb back to your clit and rubbing in crude circles. Your eyes squeeze shut at the sensation, and you can’t catch your breath. It’s too much.

Jimin hisses when your fingernails dig into his shoulders. “Fuck, Y/N. You’re so tight right now.” It isn’t long after those words leave his lips that he’s shuddering inside of you, his release shooting into the depths of your heat.

Your insides coil as you reach the peak of your third and final orgasm. Jimin holds your legs steady as you come hard over his cock, and swallows your moans with his mouth.

He slowly retreats out of you and presses his flushed cheek against yours. You can feel his heartbeat thumping out of control while you both catch your breath.

After a moment, he draws back and lowers you to the ground. You both chuckle at the state of your appearance. “I think I have a towel in my bag, one sec.” He says while tucking himself back into his pants as you readjust your hair, trying to make the whole ’i just had sex’ look a little less obvious.

You’re still breathing heavily when he returns to wipe you clean.

“Mmm,” you hum in total satisfaction, and still a little out of it - if you had to be honest. “I should piss you off more often.”

He gives you a look, “Hurry up and get dressed before anyone sees you.”

You’re the one to smirk this time, “I thought you wanted people to see me?”

“Haha, very funny.”

“Hurry up, you’re taking too long,” you whine while Jimin attempts to undo his stage pants as fast as he can.

“I’m trying,” he mutters, silently praying when his zipper finally works, “There we go.”

He lines himself up to you and pushes into your center.

You bite your lip to avoid making any noises as he stretches you out. The two of you are in the small storage closet behind the stage; there’s only about an hour or two until the opening night show starts.

Jimin thought you had to be joking at first when you whispered how badly you needed him after you both were dressed and ready to warm up with the rest of the dancers. But much to his delight, you weren’t kidding.

Hopefully, they won’t notice your absence. Who are you kidding, they probably know that you two are fucking. Plus, it’s kind of obvious when both lead roles go 'missing’ at the same time.

At first, he was torn between following you into the tight space–wanting to be in another tight space–and doing what he normally would call the right thing, which was preparing for tonight. But after seeing the look on your face, Jimin was quick to follow you into the closet.

“Shhh, you need to stay quiet,” Jimin grunts quietly with a hand over your mouth, silencing your moans.

You grip his shoulders as he quickens his pace, bringing you both over the edge.

“Holy fuck,” he quietly whines, the sensation of your inner walls clenching his length is addicting. It isn’t long after your sweet release that he’s quivering. He pulls out, knowing you can’t dance with his release filling you. He shudders one last time, his come shoots out and onto the wooden floor below.

You giggle, “Good thing we’re in a place that can clean that up.” you say referencing his load.

He rolls his eyes at your joke and leans in to give you a quick kiss, “You think you’re so funny, don’t you?”

“Yes, typically.”

You flatten out your costume and zip each other up, leaving the closet one at a time. You first of course, since you needed to touch up your makeup now. Leaving Jimin behind to clean up his mess.

About fifteen minutes later you meet Jimin backstage to practice, stretch, and chat along with everyone else. The jitters are bouncing off of everyone and you can’t stand still from excitement, a little nervousness too. But mostly excitement.

“Jimin, are you feeling okay? You look a little stiff and tired if I must say…” Madam Jamie mentions after watching him practice a few scenes.

“Nothing to worry about Madam, had a tiring warm-up is all. Not to worry though, I am more than ready for tonight.”

Madam Jamie reminds him how important rest and lots of water are when practicing hard before moving along to the next student.

“Hmmm, what is it that you usually tell me?” You begin, giving him a coy look, “Oh right. 'Just dance it off.’ That should fix your issue, correct?” You look down at his crotch, and back up at him with a twinkle in your eyes.

“I don’t know what you mean,” he says, daring you to go on.

“After our vigorous warmup, I’m sure you do. But we’re going on stage soon. So suck it up, sweetie.”

He can’t wait to make you regret that statement when he teases you later tonight. He had big plans to celebrate. And knowing you, you would love them.

BTS fic recs: August 2024

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[index] → jan | feb (jhs) | mar (myg) | apr | may | jun | jul | 💜 | sep (jjk)(knj) | oct (pjm) | nov | dec (kth)(ksj) |

Emoji meaning → angst = 🌩️, smut = 🥵, fluff = 🥰, comedy = 😂, yandere = 😈, thriller/dark = 👻, fantasy = 🪄. 

⭐Discord Discourse: pt1 and pt2 (series; discontinued) @joheunsaram [4k]  // knj x f.reader // idol!au, internet relationships, s2l, fanfic writer!reader // 🌩️🥰

📝 Kim Namjoon likes to spend time in a discord server… dedicated to him. With new friends and a budding crush, will he ever be able to truly be himself without revealing who he is?

🗨️ oh this one is so good! It’s amazing! The concept and plot is soo funny! I would be scared if this happened to me 😂

⭐You Set My Heart on Fire: pt1 and pt2 (series; completed) @hayjeon [21k] // knj x f.reader // one night stand, s2l, workplace!au, fireman!Namjoon + paramedic!reader // 🌩️🥰🥵

📝 as a surgeon forced to volunteer as a paramedic in the Seoul Fire Department during an unfortunate probation incident, your one and only goal was to get to work, do your thing, and get the hell home and back to your original high-salary job. But when the SFD’s Chief is the incredibly attractive, cocky, and persistent Kim Namjoon, things start to get heated.  

🗨️ holy shit this is amazing 💖 Namjoon as a firefighter? So fucking hot 🔥 oc as a surgeon turned paramedic ✨ and all the action, the tension, the friends with the whole crew and all the guys??? 🥹 Fuck. This one is amazing, another favorite! 

⭐Show Me How @imaginationofacrazyfangirl [3.9k] // knj x f.reader // tinder!au, virgin!au // 🥵

📝 you swiped right on a nerd, instead you got a Greek God. Or tired of your virginity, you decide to throw caution to the wind and find a hookup on tinder.

🗨️ omg this is really amazing! I’m going to warn you that it ends on a cliffhanger and there’s no other part to it, but it’s so amazing and it’s worth a read even though you’ll 100% be left wanting more 🥹😂 Their chemistry is so off the charts and the foreplay is so good 👏🏾

⭐Real Magic @here2bbtstrash [16.7k] // knj x f.reader // christmas!au, workplace!au, single dad!Namjoon // 🥵🥰

📝 the holiday season has never meant anything to you beyond suffering long hours for minimum wage and awaiting the collapse of capitalism— but this year, you’d be willing to add making out with your dilf coffee shop boss to the list.

🗨️ omg this was just so fucking amazing 🥰 I love everything about it and the plot was so fluffy 🥺 Namjoon was just so fluffy and I love his kid ✨ Such a sweet holiday fic, and even if it isn’t read around Christmas time it will bring a smile to your face. It’s truly amazing 💯💜

⭐Sweet Company @remedyx [4.4k]  // knj x f.reader // coffee shop!au, christmas!au, s2l // 🥰

📝 no one should ever have to spend the holidays alone. Coffee makes for better conversation than eggnog anyway.

🗨️ ih this was so cute and fluffy with a sprinkle of angst. I really loved the length that Namjoon went through for oc and it was such a sweet gesture 🥹 It’s completely SFW!!!

⭐Lost & Found @l0mljeonjungkook [9.6k]  // knj x f.reader // single mom!reader, bf2l // 🥰🥵

📝 eight years beside him were nothing but a roller coaster ride. Being a single mother wasn't easy, but your best friend, Kim Namjoon made your way smooth. You never knew you felt something for him until you read his diary, which you weren't supposed to read ever. What will you do, if not only you but Hyeon, your baby, and your best friend Namjoon, wants the same, what you desired for so long?

🗨️ this was cute 🥹

⭐All Mine @cui-nisi [3.8k] // ksj x f.reader // college!au, fwb, e2l // 🥵

📝 with Jin being the student body president, you have to keep your purely sexual relationship on the DL, but what happens when it’s no longer just sexual?

🗨️ oh I really liked this one! The tension and energy between oc and Seokjin uffff 🔥

⭐Textbook Love @helenazbmrskai [11.6k] // ksj x f.reader // brother’s best friend!au, writer!reader, f2l // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 loving your best friend’s brother is forbidden so what is even more forbidden you might ask. It’s writing smut about him. Can you still remain friends after he discovers your secrets?

🗨️ iiihhh, it was so good! ✨🥵

⭐Small Tuna Fish @floralseokjin [17.1k] // ksj x f.reader // college!au, f2l // 🥵🥰

📝 Kim Seokjin is a really nice guy. (Not to be confused with a ‘Nice Guy’). Too nice for someone like you, you’re sure. Which is why you’ve been attempting to ignore what’s going on between you. He couldn’t possibly be flirting with you. He couldn’t possibly like you. Could he? It the end, it takes one charity car wash event and one – or two, depending on how dirty your mind is – soakings to make things very clear. 

🗨️ damn, this was so funny, sweet and sexy at the same time ✨💯 loved the plot, the car wash–the wetness?? Omg. Everything was so fucking perfect 💖

⭐Dream Come True @sugaurora [16.8k] // ksj x f.reader // brother’s best friend!au, f2l // 🥵🥰

📝 since your brother had warned you years ago that his best friend Seokjin was off limits, you’d only allowed yourself to safely fantasize about him in your dreams. You’re not sure why tonight his lips feel so much softer and his hands so much warmer than usual, but you’re also not about to complain.

🗨️ shit I’m in love with this 🤧 It’s so fucking amazing, beautiful, sweet and fluffy. I lived it so much 💖 💯

⭐With You @yoonpobs [22.1k] // ksj x f.reader // marriage!au, divorce!au, childhood friends2lovers // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 marrying your childhood best friend was not the love story that most painted it to be. you knew that better than anyone else.

🗨️ I really adore stories where the characters undergo emotional development 🥹 and these… They grow so much, and they even have supportive friends and family 🤧 Jin was a bit of a douche yes but he learned from his mistakes (hopefully keeps at it) and I really loved everything in it 🤧✨ I also loved that Jin suggested couples therapy, because I think that would be a big assert for them to achieve a healthier marriage 🥹 and when he asked oc on a date, and she went “but were married?” 🤭 also, I really think that going on dates while married is a really good way to keep the marriage alive too 🥰💜 I really loved it 💯

⭐Warm This Winter @jamaisjoons [51.6k] // ksj x f.reader (ft. ex!jjk) // one night stand, s2l, exes (jjk), christmas!au // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 spending the winter vacation with an ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend was not something anyone would ever consider doing. spending the winter vacation with both an ex-boyfriend, his new girlfriend, and the one night stand you’d used to try to get over him, well that was a whole other situation that anyone sane would have fled from. and yet, here you are. caught between your best friend (and consequently your ex-boyfriend), and the very same man who you’d fallen into bed with after a night of wallowing in self pity. all while stuck in the picturesquely beautiful - and cruelly romantic - austrian alps. well. at least you can say you had an interesting christmas.

🗨️ PERFECTION 💯 This was so fucking incredible, I don’t know where to begin… I love Jin in this, he’s so fucking funny charming, sweet, kind and witty. He’s so him. The dynamic between all of the characters was amazing, and the tension and unresolved feelings between oc and Jungkook was so fucking good! I loved all the jealousy too, and then the fading of the jealousy. When things shifted for oc, how Seokjin helped her, and in that, she fell for him 🤧 Such a lovely Christmas story! There’s a lot of angst in it, yes, and tension, dear god, the tension is so good 😭 there humor, happiness, live and friendship. And missed chances, living with consequences 🥹✨ IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD. IF YOU HAVEN’T READ IT BEFORE, DO IT NOW, AND IF YOU HAVE, READ IT AGAIN 💖

⭐The Devil Wears Valentino @orchidyoonkook [10.4k] // myg x f.reader // devil!Yoongi, “friends” to lovers, spooky!au // 🥵🥰🌩️👻🪄

📝 having known him for years—from a small mistake on your behalf, and a favour on his—you’re one of the only people he seems to be able to put up with for company. Certainly the only one he’s half-way decent with. But what’s more surprising to you is that despite his name, reputation, and the fact he’s always joked he’d have killed anyone else by this point, is that he’s never once tried to cause you harm. Actually, he’s almost…protective of you. In his own weird way. And obnoxiously flirty.

🗨️ there is just so much in this one, and it’s so fucking amazing!!!! There’s so much lore, and brilliant storytelling and the writing was just so fucking suberb ✨ This is hands down one of the best stories I’ve ever read, and I’m so happy I did and I’ll revisit this story again sometime, because, fuck, it was just soo fucking good!!! 😭 I think this will be a perfect read at least once a year, preferably around Halloween— and then also on Yoongi’s birthday, because 🥵 Really, you should read this anything, multiple times! This has really become one of my personal favorites 💎

⭐By the Time I’ve Figured Out What it’s Worth @ugh-yoongi [20k] // myg x f.reader // musician!Yoongi, est. relationship, marriage!au // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 you used to find comfort in it—listening to those old songs. the shy sounds of falling in love, the tinkling of a ring in a dish, the inevitable crash and burn. all those songs aren’t so comforting anymore, when you’d do anything to keep him and yoongi’s got one foot out the door.

🗨️ this was so heartbreakingly good, I don’t know where to begin!? It’s so raw and real, and this is very special to me, because I relate to the plot a lot. It really describes some struggles of marriage and relationships so well, how they handle the tough times! It was such a good read! Is it angsty? Yeah. Did I cry? Yeah. It was just perfection. I was really moved by this. So relatable, raw and realistic. So emotional. So beautiful 🤧💖

⭐The Seventh Muse @wwilloww [6.7k] // myg x f.reader // f2l, librarian!au // 🥵🥰

📝 as a writer, your favorite place in the world is the library. But you’re quickly coming to realize that it might not be the books that keep drawing you back, but the handsome, smart librarian who always knows exactly what you need.

🗨️ Cute and I really like it 💖

⭐Too High @ysljoon [1.7k] // myg x f.reader x fwb!Hoseok // toxic relationships, ex!Yoongi// 🌩️

📝 you haven't moved on from your ex, can someone else pick up the pieces for you or are you going to keep yourself in the cycle of the failed relationship?

🗨️ Oh this was bittersweet 🥺 going back to a guy who hurt you (I’m guessing emotionally), but he’s your home and comfort 🥺 I can see why OC’s toxic in her behavior, and I feel sad for everyone involved 🤧 The story is really good and it’s very emotional 💖

⭐Three Tangerines (series; ongoing) @kithtaehyung [n/a] // myg x f.reader // fuckboy!yoongi, brother’s best friend!au, age gap!au // 🌩️🥵🥰

📝 Throughout high school, you sometimes caught glimpses of your brother’s older friends: some of them were sweet, some of them were smart. but the one closest to him? that guy was a total f*ckboy from day one. after a foray of horrid relationships spanning years - ending with one that broke up with you for an alarming reason - you needed advice on what the hell you were doing wrong… and this wasn’t a conversation for anyone sweet or smart.

🗨️ 3tan is back on the list!!! 🥰 In case you haven’t read the new drabble of 3tan717 ‘Bet Wrong’ please go do it now, it’s so fucking good, sweet and dirty ✨

⭐Swing Life Away @aphrodijin [5.2k] // myg x f.reader // marriage!au, pregnancy!au // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 it's your first anniversary as a married couple but not only did you forget today's special occasion, you also didn't prepare a self-made gift for your husband -- except for the bundle of joy in your womb.

🗨️ This was so fucking cute and sweet!! Omg I loved it so much 😭💯💜

⭐Minted (series; ongoing) @/kithtaehyung [9.4k] // myg x f.reader // haegeum!au, gang!au, street king!Yoongi, street cart vendor!reader // 🌩️🥵

📝 all you do is wake up, sell your fruit on the dusty streets below your flat, and go to sleep. but everything changes when a customer you always look forward to seeing turns out to be dangerous. really, really dangerous.

🗨️ Another amazing story from Ryen! This Yoongi is dark and so so interesting. There’s a lot of suspense, tension and angst, but it’s so fucking good! It’s fast paced, and it’s a slow burn at the same time— don’t ask me how Ryen does that, but it’s perfect! 👏💖

⭐Not Interested @sehunpeachy [20k] // jhs x f.reader // e2l, college!au, swim team!au // 🥵🥰🌩️😂

📝 nobody has ever succeeded at swooping you off your feet. that is until you become coach assistant for your college’s swim team and maybe then, you learn everybody deserves a chance at love.

🗨️ wow, wow, wow. Enemies to lovers? 🥵 The tension between them was so fucking good, and the fact that it was a swim team??? Ehm hello? It was so wet, juicy and perfect!!! I loved everything in it (it was also witty and funny!) ✨💯

⭐After Hours @yminie [5.3k] // jhs x f.reader // retail!au, workplace!au, manager!hoseok // 🥵

📝 it’s no secret your manager is very, very good looking. So what can be expected of you when you spend one too many nights locked up on your own with him?

🗨️ manager Hoseok? I would not be able to function at work 🥵 it was so hooooot ✨

⭐Stop Being so Cute @thatmultifandomhoe [3.4k] // jhs x f.reader // coffee shop!au, s2l // 🥰

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🗨️ this was so cute 🥹💖

⭐Gone Wild @johobi [6.5k] // jhs x f.reader // bf2l, fwb, roommate!au // 🥵

📝 Hoseok consumes porn like he does Cheetos: in unhealthily large amounts. He’s seen, and jacked off to, most things imaginable. But there are those photos that always draw him back… 

🗨️ fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It was so amazing ✨💯 The tension?? So high and hot! The smut? I don’t know where to begin?? 🥵

⭐Me & You @/jamaisjoons [6.5k]  // jhs x f.reader // bf2l // 🥵🌩️🥰

📝 your relationship with your best friend has always been strange - especially since you started as friends with benefits. 

🗨️ this was so fucking hot I’m going KAVSVDBAKAVFK 🤧

⭐Fake Love @aquaminwrites [16.2k] // jhs x f.reader // fake dating!au, christmas!au, e2l // 🥵

📝 every year, your family spends the holidays at your parents’ cottage in the country. Freshly single and not wanting to be picked apart by your family for being alone, you decide to recruit one of your friends to pretend to be your boyfriend. The only available volunteer? Your brother Namjoon’s roommate, Hoseok. Only problem? He absolutely hates your guts. 

🗨️ I just love Christmas stories, and then you add a fake relationship, only one bed and enemies and brother’s best friend??? Hello. It was awesome, thank you very much ✨ I really loved it 💖 so, so good! 💯

⭐Potent Pink (series; discontinued) @dntaewithluv [6.9k]  // pjm x f.reader // neighbor!au, fuckboy!au // 🥰🌩️😂

📝 the first time you see Park Jimin you’re instantly entranced by him. And it turns out he lives in the apartment next to the one you’re moving into, so even better he’s your hot neighbor. When the previous tenant confesses to you that he was the best hook up she ever had, you’re that much more intrigued. The first time you meet him, however, you’re deciding immediately that you hate him and want to stay as far away from him as possible. Jimin is determined to be a constant in your life though, and he definitely is that. Both a constant flirt and a constant pain in your ass. Is a ruined second impression enough to prevent you from ever giving him a second chance?

🗨️ it was so good! And I feel like I want to know so much more about why Jungkook doesn’t like Jimin, why he’s saying not to invite him into OC’s life. It was such a good prologue! 🥹 Sadly it hasn’t been updated, so I’ll make this as a discontinued series… But I still think it’s worth a read because both the writing and the story was so good 💜✨

⭐Mismatched Pages: pt1 and pt2 (series; discontinued) @knjoodles [1.2k + 4.2k]  // pjm x f.reader // university!au, writer!au // 🥰🌩️

📝 you love writing. it’s your passion, it’s what you dream to do forever. up until you find out the guy you really like also happens to be the guy who’s stealing your ideas. then it sucks.

🗨️ this was really cute 🥹 it hasn’t been updated after chapter two, so I assume that it’s discontinued. I really like the plot though!!! 💜

⭐Blooming Days @bluekyun [15.3k] // pjm x f.reader // university!au, bf2l, pregnancy!au // 🥰🌩️🥵😂

📝 a typical night for you begins at the library in your favorite chair underneath the lamp in the corner, only to be picked up at 3am by your best friend, Jimin. Despite having slept over in his room several times before, this certain night in Sigma house leads to far more than you ever imagined. But what is to come of your friendship once you reveal those two little lines that will change your lives forever?

🗨️ ahhhh this was so cute, lovely, fluffy and funny! It was also sprinkled with a bit of angst that made me tear up and scared for a moment 🥺 but the ending was happy 🥰 I really loved it 💖💯

⭐Tonight @pjmparadise [6.5k] // pjm x f.reader // idol!au, s2l // 🥰🌩️

📝 during a visit to New York, Jimin stops in front of a bar in passing and takes notice of you inside; lonely, gloomy, and so beautiful. He’s immediately drawn to you and can’t shake the image of you. He returns later that night, hoping he can still meet you. But will you feel the same way?

🗨️ this was cute 🥹 And for some reason, this felt very “who” coded 🥹 really fluffy but it’s a bit bittersweet, but hopeful ending! I really loved it 💖

⭐Never Falling + Forever Falling + Free Falling @yoonia [21k + 30.5k + 22k] // pjm x f.reader // e2l, singer!Jimin, non-idol!au, workplace!au, assistant!reader // 🌩️🥵

📝 for Park Jimin, you are everything he will ever need—his assistant, his housekeeper, his task runner, his fairy godmother. For you, he is more than everything. You have dedicated your life for him and, before you even realised it, your heart belongs to him alone. The only problem is that he is never yours, and you are living in a world that your love for him is nothing more than a fairytale ending. As you are suddenly given a chance to wake up and face the real world, will you be ready to embrace it? Will he be ready to deal with the world without you in it?

🗨️ this has been on my trl for forever, and then, it was only a one-shot, so color me pleased and pleasantly surprised to find out that this is now a freaking trilogy 🤯✨ I loved everything in it, and it’s so fucking amazing— if you have not already read it, you are certainly missing out! This is definitely one of my all time favorites 💎

⭐Eldorado @smoochkooks [38k] // pjm x f.reader // gold diggers!au, e2l, slowburn, adventure!au // 🥰🌩️🥵

📝 not all that glitters is gold but you, qualified gold digger, carrying on your back immense experience acquired all around the globe, came to the city of el paso del conte with one goal in your mind: to hit the jackpot of the eldorado of Texas. and nothing, no tragedies and adversities will stop you from pursuing it. but in every fairytale-like, too-good-to-be-true story, there’s a catch. this time, it comes in the name of park jimin, annoyingly handsome archeologist, your sworn enemy and biggest rival. 

🗨️ this has been on my trl list for some many fucking years 😭 well, I finally got to read it! And it was amazing, it was so fucking funny! Filled with witty banter, jokes and stereotypical jokes 😂 World building was so good too! And the smut? Fire 🥵 I really loved it 💖💯

⭐Backseat Serenade @jungkxook [10.7k]  // kth x f.reader // est. relationship, band!au, brother’s best friend, punk!Taehyung // 🥵

📝 falling in love and having weekly sex with kim taehyung is wrong for a number of reasons — and, no, that’s not including the whole other issue that he’s also your brother’s best friend

🗨️ This was so fucking amazing 🥵💜✨

⭐Any Way You Want It @noteguk [6.6k] // kth x f.reader // childhood bf to lovers // 🥵🥰

📝 in which your best friend, Taehyung, finds out about your unsatisfying sexual experiences and decides to put an end to that track record himself. 

🗨️ fuck this was so cute, and fuck the smut was so hot 🥵✨💯

⭐Supernova @whatifyoulivelikethat [n/a] // kth x f.reader // bf2l // 🥵😂

📝 Kim Taehyung is your best friend. Considering him as anything more was asking for a collapsed relationship. You two were just two points in the sky, side by side, always shining together. Stars aren’t meant to collide, right? 

🗨️ ØANFBGÆSB. Yep. Speechless. It was so hot! Amazing! And funny too ✨💜

⭐Rent-a-BoyfriendTM + drabble @jimlingss [12k] // kth x f.reader // s2l, fake dating!au // 😂🥰

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🗨️ fuck this was so freaking cute and fluffy with a small sprinkle of angst. Perfection 👏🏾 🥰💯

⭐The Assistant: pt1 and pt2 (series; completed) @lavienjin [3.8k]  // kth x f.reader // workplace!au, assistant!Taehyung, boss!reader // 🥵🌩️

📝 Kim Taehyung is your assistant and moonlights as a masseuse in the evening. When you came to the office the morning after a bad date, all you wanted is his hands all over your body.

🗨️ really liked this one ✨💜

⭐Lovestruck @seokstrivia [9k]  // kth x f.reader // jock!au, s2l, slowburn // 🥵🥰

📝 it was love at first sight, however, what you had imagined was very different from real life. In other words, Kim Taehyung didn’t know you existed.

🗨️ cute, cute, cute 🥰

⭐Chasing Cars (series; completed) @oddinary4bts [218.5k] // jjk x f.reader // brother’s best friend!au, forbidden love!au, college!au, slice of life!au // 🥵🌩️🥰

📝 when your brother goes to study on a semester abroad, your life collides with his best friend Jeon Jungkook, who's coincidentally your roommate. Will you survive the collision, or will you crumble into dust?

🗨️ the series are completed! I still need to read the last chapter, but it's so fucking good 💜 If you haven't read this one yet, you really should, and remember to read all the drabbles from JK's pov for each chapter ✨

⭐Bottle Up Old Love @wintaerbaer [4.6k] // jjk x f.reader // exes to lovers // 🥵🌩️🥰

📝 Jungkook may have broken up with you a year ago, but that's not going to stop him from coming to your rescue when he sees you being cornered by a creep.

🗨️ aaaaaaah this was so good! The smut, the plot (JK is protective and I love it), I really loved everything about this ✨💯

⭐Hold Me Close + Hold Me Closer @ahundredtimesover [22.6k] // jjk x f.reader // brother’s best friend!au // 🥵🌩️🥰

📝 when Jimin hits a crisis, he enlists the help of his older sister - you - and his best friend, Jungkook, to put the pieces back again. That proves to be difficult when 1) Jimin’s a brat and a certified pain in the ass, and 2) Jungkook has grown and suddenly, you can’t keep your eyes off him.

🗨️ omg this was so fucking amazing 😭✨ The characters are amazing in this, there’s cute backstory, details and the sibling bond is top tier, and the chemistry between oc and Jungkook is so fucking good! The tension is perfect and I love the slow burn 🥰 I feel this was also a bit on the existential side, which I really love. Like the dialogue had me thinking about my own life! I love when that happens! And it was so fun reading about siblings, and I’m missing my own baby sister right now. Anyway, it was exceptionally good! Amazing! 💯 And there’s a mention of Jungkook’s glazed potato incident you can’t miss! It was so fun (both this and the run episode 😂). Can’t recommend this one enough!!

⭐Right Here @namluve [13k]  // jjk x f.reader // 90’s!au, high school!au, fwb to lovers // 🥵🌩️🥰

📝 you had always been a part of the plastics and he was born on the wrong side of town. what happens when your worlds collide, and you realize that he is the only one in your life that’s not fake? 

🗨️ omg this was so heartbreakingly sad 😭😭😭😭 It was beautiful, and I loved it, don’t get me wrong, but I’m so sad 😭 that ending 🤧

⭐(Un)welcomed Addition @shuadotcom [9k]  // jjk x f.reader // neighbors!au, fuckboy!au // 🌩️🥰

📝 after a drunken one night stand with your neighbor, you have your reasons for wanting to forget it ever happened and never talk to him again. Unfortunately, Jungkook wins the award for the world’s worst neighbor so his 3 am wakeup calls and mail stealing have you banging at his door on an almost weekly basis. You just want to make it to the end of your lease so you can leave all the traces of the fuckboy next door behind…unless your feelings get in the way of course.

🗨️ it was funny and cute! I really liked it and there is a plot twist in there that I won’t spoil! ✨

⭐Jump Then Fall (Into You): pt1 + pt2 + pt3 (one-shot; completed) @writtenwhalien [52k] // jjk x f.reader // bf2l, cruise!au, fake dating!au // 🌩️🥰🥵

📝 bringing Jungkook along as your date to your ex’s lavish cruise wedding seemed like a perfect idea at first — all of your family and close friends together, nothing can go wrong… then Jungkook’s ex shows up and all of a sudden you’re in a years long relationship with him. You don’t mind though, really, how hard can sharing a cabin and pretending to be deeply in love with your best friend really be?

🗨️ this story is so fucking good! I love everything in it, and the characters are so good and detailed (even the minor characters!!!). This is totally a new all time favorite of mine 🌟

⭐Dragonheart (ongoing series) @captain-joongz [22.1k+]  // ot7 x f.reader // dragon rider!au, high fantasy!au, e2l // 🥵🌩️🥰😂

📝 the Gong-li Empire has been on the peak of its power for a little over a millenium, and there was a very simple reason for that - dragonkind. When the first emperor of the Li Dynasty struck a deal with a witch that would allow him to bind dragons to the crown and force them into obedience, it was the beginning of its reign of terror and the end of freedom for creatures as old as nature itself. Now, a woman hoping to change everything enters the ranks of the elite dragon rider unit among the imperial army and meets seven men that not only change her life, but help her change the fate of the whole world.

🗨️ this is so fucking amazing; there’s a lot of lore to dig into, the characters are good and funny. The storytelling is so good too! I can’t wait to read more of this one ✨ If you love fantasy and dragons, I’m sure you’ll love this one 💜

⭐End of the World: a Flickering Hope + Drabble + Epilogue  [4k + 1.2k + 0.9k]  // myg x f.reader // s2l, apocalypse!au // 🥵🥰😂🌩️👻

📝 your government has been telling you to prepare for war, just as a precaution given the recent political changes around your country. Did you listen and prepare? No. Are you paying the price now, friends all but gone, and your city burned to pieces? Yes. Survival instincts kicking in, you search for a place to rest, nourish your battered and hungry body, only to find yourself at the porch of a stranger. Will he help you, or leave you to your own demise? 

⭐Whalien52 [10.6k]  // pjm x f.reader // s2l, dystopian!au // 🌩️🥵👻

📝 you’ve been working for the New World Order as an assassin for years, guarding secrets without batting an eye or asking questions. But when a striking pink haired man shows up at the headquarters stealing information, he makes you question everything. With all of humanity at stake, what will you do? 

⭐When It Sinks In [13.1k]  // ksj x f.reader // est. relationship, mermaid!au, amnesia romance // 🥵🪄🥰🌩️

📝 life as a mermaid is wonderful, especially when your merman boyfriend, Seokjin, treats you just right. But you’re beginning to recall memories that you don’t think are yours from life on land— from a past life maybe? When you do realize that the memories are in fact your own, the world comes tumbling down around you, questioning your very existence. Are you even a real mermaid?

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knot today || (M)

When your first heat approaches and you are left desperate and partnerless, who better to turn to than your alpha roommate that you’ve spent the better half of your life hiding your feelings for?

pairing: alpha!jungkook x virgin omega!reader

word count: 5.8k

genre: A/B/O, werewolf, pwp, smut, f2l

warnings: A/B/O dynamics & terminology, soft dom!jk, mutual pinning, y/n goes in heat, vaginal sex, dry humping, dirty talk, knotting, loss of virginity, possessive jk but not ugly, “omega-space”, OMEGA SLICK LMFAO, mentions of  masturbation, reference to puke, knotting

A/N: thank you @kpopfanfictrash​, pun master herself, for this top tier title I laughed for 10 minutes straight when she suggested it. Reminder that this an A/B/O fic! If you are not comfortable with that then please do not read :D

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**UNEDITED**

“Y/N…”

An elbow nudging into your side pulled you back into consciousness, a small gasp leaving your mouth as you jerked your head back up. You gathered your surroundings haphazardly, a subtle frown finding your lips as you realized that you had somehow slept through your entire lecture, the shuffle of students as they began to gather their things and slide out the lecture hall greeting you.

“Morning, princess. Thought you’d never wake up.” The silvery voice of your best friend mocked.

Turning towards Jungkook, you furthered your frown, a small sound of annoyance escaping you.

“How did we end up with a verbal laxative as a professor?”

The brown-haired boy let out an attractive laugh, reaching over as he began to pack his things.

“He’s not that bad. This lecture was actually interesting – if you had only stayed awake long enough to notice.” He countered.

You sighed, moving to mirror your best friend’s actions, “Ugh, sorry, sorry. I haven’t been sleeping much lately…” You threw your bag over your shoulder, making your way down and across the room, your loyal guard dog trailing closely behind you.

You held back a snicker at your own thoughts.

Although Jungkook had explicitly told you that he wasn’t fond of the dog comparison, it didn’t change the fact that he did keep you within arms reach at all times. You weren’t too fussed. You knew it was his alpha nature that couldn’t help but follow his omega best friend close.

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Reckless and sweet

What if you are equally in love with two guys and really can’t choose? You date them both. But when Taehyung and Jungkook find out about you playing them, they decide to dick you down together, you were the one greedily taking two dicks anyway, so what’s the problem?

Contains: attempt at porn with plot, implication that fortune tellers don’t work, reader will get caught so prepare for some feelings of anxiety, fear, etc, the guys tease reader when she’s caught, reader is dating them both without them knowing, text AU mixed with story writing, reader is a cute coquette girly, some angst, reader will have sex with both guys

Smut JK: Missionary, pussy licking and fingering, his face in her pussy

Smut Tae: riding, boobplay, from behind

Smut both: taking turns, blowjobs, missionary, reader is told she has a slutty face, dirty talk, they both cum in her, boobplay

Admin note: make sure to open the images, tumblr might crop some of the convos

“What brings you here, dear?”

"I can't choose between two guys. I… need help."

The fortune teller nodded knowingly, her fingers shuffling the tarot cards. "The cards will guide us," she said, spreading them out in a maze like pattern. "Let us see what the future holds for your heart."

You watched the fortune teller as she turned over the cards, one by one, the flickering lantern light illuminating each card. "There it is.” She tapped the card. “This card stands for “soulmate” and in combination with this card, it leads to…” Her hand inched closer to the two photos you had laid out. "I see, I see. This card shows that this young man is the one for you." She tapped on the photo. "The cards don't lie."

"Oh…” You slumped into your chair, a little disappointed.

“You seem disappointed, were you hoping for the other man?”

“No, that’s… not it. It’s nothing.”

Why tell her that this is your fifth attempt today to consult a fortune teller? And that everyone gave you a different story.

You stood up and paid her for her service. "Thank you for your help, Madam. I will take your words into consideration."

You weren’t a bad person, really. You didn't seek Taehyung and Jungkook out with the intention to cheat on them; all you desired was an unbiased answer, just a little something to ease your indecisiveness and help you decide. But… the results of all the tarot readings were inconclusive.

Your best friend told you to pick already and not lead them on any longer.

But that was easier said than done.

Your best friend wouldn’t understand, she isn’t you, she doesn’t experience the guys the same way you do— you were convinced if she had the same predicament that she would do the same thing you did.

But she didn’t have the same predicament, she had her soulmate already. So, you wouldn’t expect her to understand.

You stared at the phone in your hand, your thumb hovering over the texting app that will connect you to either Taehyung or Jungkook.

Which would it be?

You let out a sigh, putting the phone down.

Why did this have to be so difficult? You couldn’t recall the last time you had to make such a damned difficult decision.

Then, the doorbell rang, ripping you out of your focus. You got up and headed for the door, and once you opened the door, you were met by the delivery driver.

"Good evening, Miss. I have a package for you."

"Thank you.” You accepted the package and closed the door. You looked at the package and noted that the sender was Kim Taehyung.

“Gosh, he’s so sweet.” You smiled. He knew that you had been feeling blue lately and must’ve decided that he wanted to cheer you up a bit.

But if he knew the reason for why you were down, he would’ve probably smashed and broken this present in a thousand pieces.

You opened the package, carefully, not wanting to rip the packaging, and took out the present inside.

It didn’t take long for you and Jungkook to retreat to the bedroom after you arrived at his place, and you were soon lying naked on his bed, his tongue exploring every inch of your pussy, his fingers buried deep inside you. Your legs shook with anticipation, a soft moan slipping from your lips as your hands tangled in his hair, pushing his face deeper into your pussy.

“I love how wet you get for me. All soaked and ready to be fucked," Jungkook flicked your clit with his tongue, before he moved away and started to pump his errection. His fingers were still inside of you, his fingers curling and hitting that sensitive spot deep within.

"O-oh!” Your body curved along with his movements.

“Yeah? That’s a nice spot, hm? Like it right there, feels good there?”

You could only nod, your voice trapped in your throat.

Jungkook continued to finger you, his thumb circling your clit, and you felt your orgasm build up. However, before you could hit your climax, Jungkook pulled away, and replaced his fingers with something much better.

He slowly thrust into you, filling you up, and his head dropped into the crook of your neck, his hot breath tickling your skin. "Ah, fuck."

You were a moaning mess underneath him, your eyes closing as the pleasure intensified. You wrapped your arms around him, holding him close. The both of you didn’t speak; simply enjoying each other's bodies connecting.

Jungkook's thrusts increased in speed and power and you could feel the familiar coil tighten again, your body arching as you cried out.

"Close, close…” You panted.

"Come, baby. Let it all out," he whispered in your ear, leaving kisses on your neck.

That was all you needed, and your orgasm came crashing down, a loud moan slipping from your lips.

Jungkook wasn’t far behind, riding out your waves of orgasm until he, too, came.

After the sex, Jungkook went to the kitchen to prepare dinner and you stayed in bed for a few minutes, and decided to check your phone for any notifications, and you saw a message from your best friend.

You joined Jungkook in the kitchen, sitting at the kitchen island as you watched him cook. His broad shoulders and toned back faced you, and he was only wearing his joggers which he put on after the sex.

It was a nice distraction from the earlier chat you had with Ara. Part of you thought that you went too far, but another part of you felt like it was justified to respond the way that you did. She was constantly pushing you to choose already, but she failed to realize just how difficult it was for you to choose. Both men were absolutely perfect and there was zero fault in them… and that was the whole problem. You had waited for one of them to mess up; to start an argument with you, tell you they were an ex felon, kick a puppy, yell at a service worker, shove an old lady… ANYTHING. But their faults never came, not once have they slipped up and made you think that you wanted to break up with them.

Ara's words played over and over again in your mind.

You are doing this to protect both men's hearts. Yes, that's it.

“Babe?” Jungkook's voice interrupted your thoughts, and you realized that you were staring at the table. He had set the plate in front of you and sat opposite of you, but he noticed you neither acknowledged the food or him. “You okay?”

You blinked and looked up, seeing the concerned look on his face. You managed a smile, "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry… I just was thinking of something.”

Jungkook was smart enough to know that something was bothering you, so he didn’t let go, and pressed; “What’s going on?”

You hesitated, looking down at your food, pushing the noodles around with the chopsticks.

Jungkook reached across the table and held your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Just... tell me what's wrong. Maybe I can help."

You looked up at him. Your expression softened, and you sighed, deciding that you needed to tell him what was going on.

"Well..." You started, your heart pounding against your chest. “I was speaking with my best friend and…” You took a deep breath, gathering the courage to tell him the truth. You were really going to do this, weren’t you? It felt somewhat… relieving to do this. No more sneaking, no more having two accounts, no lying or cheating anymore.

“She disapproves of our relationship because we are moving too fast.”

You couldn’t do it.

You were such a coward.

“Oh, I am sorry babe, what do you think? Are we moving too fast? I mean, we are in a good place right now, right?” Jungkook asked.

You felt a little bad for making him worry, so you shook your head and gave him a smile.

"We are in a good place. Don't worry about it, she's just worried and doesn't know you."

"Should I meet her?” Jungkook asked.

“Meet who?”

“Your friend, silly.”

Oh boy. If he was meeting her, there was no telling what could happen. What if Ara ran her mouth? What if she told him everything? What if she messed up? No… it was too risky.

“She’s… an exchange student abroad, but if she ever visits home, I’ll let you know, and we can meet up. How about that?"

The lies just kept piling up…

“I missed you.” You murmured against his lips.

“I missed you too.” Taehyung deepened the kiss, his hands slipping underneath your shirt. His touch made your skin tingle and your stomach flutter, his hands were warm and big and his fingers spread over your back, pressing you closer against his chest.

“Did you?” You asked, between kisses.

Taehyung smiled, his tongue caressing your lips, before it slipped into your mouth. You let out a moan, your hands running up his toned arms.

His hands trailed further up, cupping your breasts and you gasped, breaking the kiss, but he didn't give you time to breathe, his mouth capturing yours again. His tongue was dancing with yours and you were left breathless when he eventually broke the kiss, his hands kneading your breasts.

“Mhm, I did. A lot. You are always on my mind. When I wake up, when I go to sleep, during work, when I am working out, in the shower, even when I eat, you are always on my mind, y/n"

His confession made your heart explode, and you felt heat rush to your cheeks, you didn’t expect that answer.

Taehyung took your hand and placed it on his groin. "See what you do to me, hm?" He said with a smile.

Soon, you were riding his cock, his errection peeking through the open gap in his pants, and your panties dangled onto your ankles as you rode him. His hips on your waist and he was guiding your body, making you move the way he wanted.

"I love it when you fuck yourself on my cock," he grunted. “Keep going, love.”

And that you did, until you physically weren’t able to anymore, and Taehyung took over, laying you down onto the bed, and you laid on your stomach, your hips propped up with a pillow as he started to fuck you from behind.

You couldn’t help the cries escaping your mouth, as he pounded into you, his cock hitting your g-spot with precision. Your fingers gripped onto the sheets, your face buried into the mattress.

His hands were on your waist, holding you steady as he fucked you senseless, and you could hear his heavy breathing. Then, one last pump, and he came first, letting out a deep groan.

He slowed down for a moment, before riding out his orgasm in you, until you came. Your orgasm came crashing down on you, and you whimpered and cried around his cock, and as you laid there trembling, you asked yourself; how were you ever supposed to choose between them?

It didn’t matter.

You didn't want to choose between them.

You couldn’t choose between them.

And like that, time passed by. The two of them showered you with gifts, attention, love, and affection nonstop, every day. You were constantly on the fence, debating whether you should stop or not… but it all just felt too good, you couldn’t imagine life without either of them.

The snow crunched underneath your feet, the cold air brushing against your skin as you walked through the snow covered park, and it was getting colder by the minute. Your hands were shoved into the pockets of your coat to keep you warm.

“Are you cold?” Taehyung asked, at which you nodded. He took your hands and held them. “Do you want to go in the Gondola lift?” He nodded his head in the direction of the ski lifts, and you glanced over.

“Yes, that looks fun, let’s!” You followed him, holding his hand. You stood in the queue for a few minutes, wrapping your arms around Taehyung and resting your head against his chest as you snuggled up to him.

Soon, it was your turn and Taehyung held the door open and you scooted right next to the window, glancing out. The view wasn’t that noteworthy yet but you were sure that would change soon.

“There, now we are all together. The three of us."

Huh? You turned your head and looked at him. Taehyung stepped in, and sat next to you, and you noticed the other man standing in the doorway.

Jungkook.

A pang of happiness temporarily shot through your chest, you had missed him and you loved seeing him again, but then a realization dawned on you; they knew about each other.

And that realization quickly morphed into fear, and your heart began to pound.

You were caught.

You jumped up and tried to make a run for the door, but Taehyung grabbed your wrist and pulled you down, forcing you back down on the bench. “You’re staying right here.”

“N-no, I want to go, no!”

Your gaze flickered back and forth between them, and you felt like a trapped animal, your body frozen as your mind ran wild.

Jungkook locked the door behind him and sat down to your left, while Taehyung sat on your right; you were sandwiched in between them.

No, no, no, this couldn’t be happening.

“Why are you so shy all of a sudden, babe? Usually you are so talkative, aren’t you?" Jungkook mocked.

Your eyes filled with tears, and you lowered your gaze, ashamed. Afraid to look them in the eyes.

“Don’t you like our surprise? We prepared it all for you, love.” Taehyung placed a hand on the back of your neck, his touch causing you to flinch, and he forced you to look at him. “I thought you wanted us both, and now that we are here, you refuse to talk to us? Is that how it is?"

You didn’t answer. You couldn’t answer. You didn’t know what to say, what to do. "Answer him," Jungkook's tone was icy, and your body shook, you were petrified, unsure of what they would do to you. And just like that, you kept your gaze on your lap, and you managed to not say a word all the way back to the end point of the ski lift ride. At the end of the ride, Jungkook and Taehyung guided you back to the cabin, where things between the three of you would change forever.

“If you want two cocks so bad, then fucking take them both.”

You were on your knees, in between the two of them, as they took turns thrusting their dicks into your mouth, one after the other. Their moans filled the room, along with the occasional gagging sound that you made.

Your body was in overdrive; it was as if your brain couldn’t comprehend that your two favorite men in the world were face fucking you both right now.

You didn’t expect it but… you were soaking wet.

“That’s it, show Taehyung how we always do it when he’s not around, don’t be shy baby.”

Taehyung pulled his cock out, and now Jungkook was the one in your mouth. You drooled over his cock, and his hand rested on the back of your head, pushing himself further inside, his errection hitting the back of your throat.

Taehyung took your hand and wrapped it around his cock, and you started to rub him off as you continued to suck Jungkook off. The two men groaned as they hovered over you, and you didn’t think you could hold it any longer.

“I’m wet, really wet, need cock, please.”

At that, Taehyung pulled you onto your feet and picked you up, before laying you down on the bed.

“Wet? Show us then, babe.” Taehyung cooed, pulling your clothes off you, and now Jungkook was in the room as well. “Spread those legs, show us how wet you really are. Do you need cock?"

"Yes, yes, please!" You spread your legs wide, exposing yourself to them, and having both of their eyes set on your pussy made you even wetter.

"This pussy is so greedy, and so fucking needy, it's dripping. Look at that.” Taehyung’s finger lingered down your folds, teasing your entrance. “So wet for us.”

Jungkook got onto the bed, deciding he’d be the first to give you what you want; cock. He hovered above you and slipped his cock in, and you moaned as his length filled you up. You wrapped your arms around him, as he thrust in and out.

This must be a dream.

Taehyung placed a hand on your cheek and turned your face to the side, his hardened cock staring right back at you, and you opened your mouth, inviting him in.

Both men fucked you, and your mind was completely blank.

Taehyung chuckled. “Damn, that pussy really is wet huh, those sounds are something else."

You couldn’t reply, as your mouth was stuffed with his cock, but you knew exactly what he meant, the lewd sounds your pussy was making was embarrassing, but also turned you on more and more. Taehyung’s hands trailed to your chest, kneading your tits. “You love it, don’t you? When we both fuck you. That slutty face tells me everything I need to know, and I bet this greedy pussy is going to come all over his cock soon, won’t it?" He pulled out his cock out of your mouth.

“Yes.. love it.” You tilted your head back, your back arching as Jungkook started hitting you in a good spot. “O-oh…”

Taehyung moved next to Jungkook and his tip teased against your swollen clit, the head rubbing against it, and that nearly sent you over the edge.

“A-ah!” You gripped onto the sheets, as the knot in your lower belly tightened, and your body tensed up, your pussy walls clenching around Jungkook’s cock.

“That’s the spot?” Jungkook teased, gripping onto your thighs to keep you in place as he picked up the pace.

“That does seem to be the spot, look at her face, she loves that spot.” Taehyung started to smack your clit with his cock, and that sent you over the edge, the knot in your stomach exploding, and you came all over Jungkook's cock, a loud cry escaping your mouth. As you came, your pussy milked his cock, hard, and he couldn’t last much longer, his cum shooting deep inside of you, Jungkook rocked his hips back and forth and only stopped when he was sure that every seed was spilled inside of you.

Jungkook pulled out, making way for Taehyung, who eagerly lined his cock up to your entrance. Jungkook came to lay down next to you, pressing his lips against yours as Taehyung pushed every inch into you, filling you up again.

"That's it, take that cock, love, Jungkook really warmed up that pussy for me, hm? It's squeezing my cock, so tight."

Taehyung fucked you with fast and deep strokes, his cock sliding in and out with ease as you were soaking wet, drenching the sheets underneath you. Jungkook started to kiss your tits instead of your lips, his tongue swirling around your nipples.

Your body was completely overwhelmed by pleasure, your head thrown back, and your mouth hanging open, your cries filling the room. You felt Taehyung grab your leg and push it over his shoulder, and pull you closer, his cock hitting deeper and faster, and you didn't know how much longer you'd last.

"Please, more, don't stop, don't stop." You begged, your breathing becoming faster.

Jungkook kissed your neck, "Such a greedy pussy, and it loves being fucked, doesn't it?" He grabbed your hand, holding it as you gripped onto it.

"Mhm, it loves it." You whispered, glancing at both men. Oh they were so perfect, they were everything you ever dreamed of, and more.

"Tell him you love it, baby." Jungkook encouraged.

"L-love it, so much, ah, ah…” You whimpered as Taehyung picked up the pace, your body bouncing up and down the bed, your tits bouncing all over the place, and it was all too much. You reached your high, another orgasm rushing through your body, and you cried as your pussy clenched around his cock.

"Yes, yes, that’s it…” Taehyung grunted, his pace now slow and deep, wanting to feel your pussy massage his cock and then he finally released himself, his hot seeds filling you up, and he rode out his orgasm, until there was nothing left to give.

“Oh…” You whimpered, turning to your side, completely exhausted, closing your eyes for a moment.

In the end, you didn’t have to choose.

getting spanked | pjm

prompt: jimin spanking you and then deepthroating you

⸝⸝ pairing: dom!jimin x sub!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: spanking, deepthroating, cumming, orgasm, nsfw, dom jimin, sub reader, hair pulling

⸝⸝ word count: 787

⸝⸝ note: i'm back! i had a lot of trouble these past few months finding motivation to write something. i've also just been VERY busy as well and focusing on other hobbies. i'm hoping to be more active now :D if you have any requests, please send them in!

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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you gasp at the sudden force as jimin grabs onto your arm and pulls you closer to him , an angry look in his eyes. ''are you serious!?'' he says in a low and chilling voice. you look up at him , quiet and trying not to choke on the big lump in your throat.

his face twitches , growing even more frustrated with how unresponsive you were being. his grip tightens on you as he pulls you behind him , leading you to the couch. he pushes you down roughly and stands in front of you , an evil glare in his eyes. you sit there in shame , twirling the fabric of your blouse in between your fingers. you felt anxious , knowing a punishment was coming. you were unsure of what specifically he was going to do this time but you knew jimin always had something up his sleeve and would figure it out.

he begins to pace back and forth slowly , his arms crossed and his eyes furrowed. ''you know what.'' he says , suddenly stopping and looking towards you after a few moments of tense silence. ''let's change things a bit.'' he walks over to the couch and sits down. ''come here.'' he demands coldly. you listen and start getting close to him. he grabs at your hair , positioning you over his lap , only letting go when he's satisfied.

you feel cold air on your cheeks as he lifts your skirt over them. you hear him suck in a breath and relaxing his body a little bit. you gasp , jolting forward at the sudden sting of pain as jimin hits your butt. he does it again , and again , and again until you're crying out in pain. ''why do you like to provoke me?'' he asks. you stay silent , knowing that he doesn't want a real answer. he smacks your butt again , grabbing one of your cheeks with aggressive force.

''i wanted a good night , believe it or not.'' he says , giving your butt another smack. ''but you just had to misbehave.'' jimin smacks your butt again. ''i--'' you start. jimin silences you , smacking you yet again. ''is it on purpose? do you like to see me annoyed? do you like to be punished? i don't get it.'' his voice softens a little , before he regains control and smacks your butt once more , making you jump. your butt felt hot and on fire , you knew you'd be quite sore later.

''come.'' he says , standing up and pushing you onto your knees. he begins unbuckling his pants , quickly taking out his cock. he strokes himself a little , getting himself hard. he roughly grabs onto your hair , positioning your face in front of his crotch. ''open.'' he says , tightening his grip on your hair. you do as he says. he stuffs himself into your mouth. you tightly grip onto his pants , shutting your eyes at the force he was using.

he looks down at you for a moment , smirking almost. he begins to slowly thrust into your mouth. he groans in a low and husky tone before eventually picking up the pace. your hair tangled up in his fingers , he pulls it as he fucks your mouth roughly. he pulls back for a moment and lets go of your hair. he grabs your chin and forces you to look up at him. ''is this what you want? me to do this to you?'' he asks mockingly. you nod and he grabs control of your hair again , thrusting inside of it relentlessly.

your saliva coats his entire cock , turning him on even more now. strings fly out of your mouth and drip onto the floor as he shows you no mercy. suddenly he grunts before grabbing hold of your chin again , squeezing it and smirking down at you as he continues to fuck your mouth.

you keep holding onto his lowered pants with a tight grip as you gag on his inches. he doesn't slow down , enjoying the sight of your eyes watering from below him. he lets go of your chin and quickly pulls his cock out of your mouth. strings of cum fly out and land on your lips and cheek as jimin moans out loudly , basking in pleasure.

''fuck..'' he says under his breath. you look up at him , cum coating your lips like glue. he relaxes a bit and rubs his thumb along the side of your cheek with a small smile. he pulls you back up , watching as you slowly lick your lips and clean his cum off of your face.

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written by swanlakebaby™

High School Never Ends ~ MYG [M] [Request]

↱↱↱Word count: 3.5K

↱↱↱Genre: Smut, fluff, High School Reunion!Au, AU! CEO!Yoongi

↱↱↱Pairing: Min Yoongi x fem!Reader

↱↱↱a/n: Hope you enjoy this babes! Hope it’s okay for you !! If anyone knows this song I automatically love you and you get 50 points to your hogwarts house

This was the stupidest idea you’d ever had to date and you can’t believe you’d gone along with it in your mind. It was supposed to be a good idea to do this, see everyone you knew from school but you had no friends in High School except for one and he wasn’t there. You glanced around the room at everyone it was your high school reunion of ten years and everyone looked so different from what they used to but they all seemed to be the same idiots only with bigger families and more things to brag about. Each of them trying to one-up the other with stories about their lives,

“You should see our house!” The old head cheerleader practically screeched so that the whole hall could hear it. She had her usual gaggle of friends all crowding around her, none of them had changed from school and it was as though they were all clinging to the idea of being a clique so hard they never made any other friends. Everyone from your year had turned up and were crammed into the old sports hall of your school. The cheerleaders and jocks all still clustered together in the corner of the room talking about their old achievements and all of their new ones. Even the nerds were together in the corner of the room while you sat alone at a circle table playing with your name tab. 

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Revenge Is Sweet ~ MYG

WORD COUNT: 3.4k

GENRE: established relationships, you’re a bet, angst, getting revenge, sweet ending, reader not being walked over for once

PAIRING: Yoongi x Fem!Reader

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - August 2024

⤜MASTERLIST

A/n: I hope this is alright!

Four and a half months. It had been four and a half months of pure bliss for you since the man you'd been in love with for almost half of your life asked you out on a date and you'd been falling harder and harder ever since.

You and Yoongi had been neighbours almost all of your life, growing up next door to one another and hanging out whenever your parents would hang out. As kids, he told you that you annoyed him but you figured it was because you were a girl and he was a guy so younger he instantly thought you had "girl cooties" but as you got older he thought of you as a friend. Or so you thought until two minutes ago.

You'd made your way to your usual meeting place with Yoongi, the library near a stack of old books. The two of you didn't really have any plans today but you were going to invite him back to your room and finally give yourself fully to him. He and his friends had moved a table there since no one ever went to these shelves for anything and it could be their own little table away from everyone else and prying ears. Only you stopped when you saw him and a few of his friends huddled together and laughing rather loudly at one another. Patting Yoongi on the back and giving him different piles of cash,

You weren't even sure what you'd walked in on until you saw Jungkook and Jimin - two of Yoongi's best friends patting him on the back and handing him a wad of cash. Your eyes zeroed in on it all. It could have been anything. It should have been anything but your world was brought to a screaming halt as you heard.

"I didn't think you had it in you." Jungkook laughs as Yoongi stands there, counting all of the cash in his hands. None of them realised that you'd suddenly joined them in their corner of the library.

"The Five months are almost over...didn't think you'd actually go through with it," Jimin laughed, further twisting the dagger inside of your chest. Five months. It had almost been five months since you'd gotten together with Yoongi. Was that what they were talking about?

"Can't wait any longer until this stupid thing is finally over and I get my money from you all, the rest of it at least," Yoongi answered, clearly amused by them all.

"You gonna tell Yn the truth when you dump her or just leave her confused?" Jimin sniggered and you backed away, leaning against another one of the shelves as the blood drained from your body, your heart racing as you heard them walking away.

"Haven't figured that part out yet," Yoongi's voice trailed off as they all made their way out of the library and you were left standing there. Panting heavily as you tried to control the way you were about to break down.

"Not here," A voice whispered before a hand was wrapped around your wrist and you were dragged somewhere secluded, a door shutting and locking before you finally got a good look at who it was.

Lights around you began to flicker on and you realised you were inside one of the archive rooms inside the library, your eyes slowly moved up to the person who had dragged you inside,

"Lix?" Felix was one of Yoongi's friends but ever since the day Yoongi had asked you out you hadn't seen him around as much...At least now you knew why. Quickly you wiped your eyes and cheeks to try and hide the fact that you were on the verge of a breakdown but Felix smiled weakly and handed you a tissue. He'd been there when he heard them discussing the bet openly in public, just asking for someone to overhear them,

"Did you know this whole time?" Your voice shook a little as you carefully took the tissue and began to wipe your eyes before blowing your nose a little. Felix knew that lying to you wouldn't be in your best interest so he nodded at you,

"Not the full extent but enough. I told him not...not to go through with it but he just sees it as a joke. Thinking you'll bounce back from it," You scoff at the thought and shake your head. Bounce back from being used as a fucking joke? As if your feelings meant nothing and you were nothing but a toy for him and his jerk group of mates could play around with a hurt without a care in the world. The more you thought about it the more it began to kill you inside, twisting your guts as you felt buile rise to your throat, your eyes burning and throat drying as you tried not to break down into tears once more.

"You can cry...I won't...I'll never judge you," Felix told you, reaching out and rubbing your shoulder softly as you sniffled, doing your best not to let the dam break but it was almost as if on command the tears flooded out of you. You began to sob into your hands, which were quickly replaced by Felix as he cradled you against his chest whispering that you were okay and he wasn't going to let anything happen to you.

Giving you all the time in the world to break down, scream, cry, yell and do anything else you were ever going to need to do and he just held you against him. Rubbing your back softly and promising he would make all of this right for you.

After you'd calmed yourself down you were both sitting on the floor looking at one another, neither of you had spoken since you'd calmed down and you weren't even sure what to say or do.

How were you supposed to face anybody if they'd all known about this joke? And go along with it? For god sake, you were almost sure some of the girls in your classes knew by the way they'd looked at you.

"I don't know what I did to make him...do this shit," You were still having a rough time wrapping your head around the fact that someone you had once considered a friend was now backstabbing you and making you the laughing stock of all his friends.

"Yoongi is...Complicated. He likes to be liked and will do anything to get that from those around him," Felix whispered, trying not to sound as though he was defending Yoongi but still trying to make you see the reasoning behind everything,

"He could have told me...I would have gone along with whatever he wanted if he needed the money," You whispered, even though it might have made you seem pathetic, that option seemed a lot easier to deal with than heartbreak did.

"Yoongi doesn't have the brain cells to rub together to come up with a plan like that," Felix smirked making you smile for the first time in over an hour,

"You know what you need?" Felix snickered, the wheels in his head turning as he moved himself closer to you, your eyes finding his as you frowned a little.

"What...?" You trailed off, watching him. You knew that look on his face, it was the same look you had whenever you were going to play a prank on your siblings only Felix's looked a lot more dangerous than yours ever did.

"You need your own back," Felix smirked, his mind already coming up with the perfect plan as a small smirk began to grow on your face.

Revenge did seem very sweet right now.

"What did you have in mind, Mr Lee?" You giggled, leaning into him and ready to hear his plan.

"Well, there's a party this weekend..."

"Yn?" Jungkook's voice squeaked as you walked into the living room where he, Yoongi and his friends were all playing beer pong. You never came out...ever. You never went to any parties in all your years of attending the university, in fact, you'd once called it "pathetic" to waste all your time drinking when you had papers to study for.

Almost everyone turned to look at you, drinking in your appearance as you did your best to appear confident.

None of them knew you knew about the bet yet, you and Felix had done everything you could to make sure it stayed that way too. Even if it meant playing nice with the man who had ripped your heart out and stomped on it for a few more days until tonight. Tonight your plan was going to go down and you'd had days of preparation for it.

"What...What are you doing here?" Yoongi reached out as he ran his hand up and down your waist, his mouth dry as he stared at you. The dress you were wearing clung to your body perfectly, sculpting every single of your body to perfection leaving very little to the imagination of everyone that could see you.

There was a reason he never brought you to these kinds of parties and that was because his friends were pigs and that possessive side of him didn't want his friends oogleing what was his. That and he knew you hated this sort of thing and he'd never bring you somewhere he knew you would be uncomfortable.

"Yoongi," You giggle, bringing him close to you by his hand, his eyes looking you up and down as he struggles to speak a little trying to find the words to tell you how incredible you looked but it was like his brain was mush.

"I wanted to surprise you," You whisper into his ear, biting down softly on his earlobe so he knew what you were hinting at. Your heart racing rapidly as you bring him closer to you, running your hands down his chest and toward the belt he is wearing.

"Here?" His voice cracked as you nodded, taking his hand and dragging him toward the staircase, his friends all whistling and hollering at the two of you as you made your way up to the room Felix had already set up for you both. There was nothing in there, all of the clothes had been removed from the wardrobes in preparation for what you were about to do.

"Yn, wait," Yoongi whispered as you pushed him down onto the bed, your eyes drinking him in. It was a shame he was such a dickhead and so good-looking all at the same time. Your heart still beat for him despite what he'd done to you and it only made you hate everything more.

"I want it to be tonight." You tell him as you bite down on your lip, that you'd been trying to appear as sexy as possible for this plan to work.

"But here? I-I wanted...I was gonna take you someplace special." He told you so connivingly you almost would have believed him had it not been for the bet.

"Here," you whisper slowly kissing him down his neck, unbuttoning his shirt as he whimpered a little, his heart racing so hard the vein in his neck was obvious. The brain in his head works completely differently from the one in his pants,

"You never bring me to parties," You pout at him as you strip him off his shirt, throwing it behind you by the door so it is in the perfect position.

"I never want you to be around my friends, they're idiots and they make you uncomfortable." He mumbles, kissing you deeply and lovingly, your heart fluttering as he pulls you closer to him, running his hands over your cheeks.

"Are you sure...here? I can take you somewhere better...Somewhere special, a hotel. Somewhere we can go slow and take our time..." He was speaking to you with so much softness you felt your heart racing for him. The thought of him wanting to do that for you made you want to melt into a puddle for him but you remembered the bet and that part of you shrunk.

"Yoongi...I'm ready, I trust you." You made sure to put an emphasis on trust and Yoongi's heart bottomed out,

"Yn." He whispers as you take off his pants, his primal instinct trying to take over but he is doing his best to control himself, to wait and figure out a plan. This isn't what he had planned for you, he wanted your first time together to be special and somewhere it would be meaningful for the two of you. Not some random bedroom in a frat house he was too drunk to give a shit about and he needed to tell you everything first. He needed you to know the truth.

"Yn," He pants as you finally remove his clothes leaving him completely bare, your breath catching in your throat as you see him completely naked to you, the gods had blessed him it was just a shame you were never going to get a real taste of him.

"Y-Yoongi." You lean into him, kissing him softly, your heart breaking from the kiss. Your body and heart needed one last kiss from him, just one more and you'd go through with the rest of the plan. You'd remind yourself what he was doing to you and you'd get out of there.

"I can't...Yn, please." You pull back, looking at Yoongi. You were completely taken aback at him being the one to deny it.

"We can't. This isn't right, there's something I have to tell you first." He held your hands in his and you stared into his eyes, your mouth opening to speak but you felt Felix ringing your phone, you knew he was asking what was taking so long.

"Let me...Let me tell you something, okay? Pass me my clothes," Yoongi whispered only further confusing you. You thought this whole thing was a ploy to see how long it would take for him to get you into bed and this was only making your stomach twist.

This whole thing was supposed to be him trying to fuck you, so you could take his clothes and make people laugh at him instead of at you for the bet. This was the revenge plan. Turning to the door you picked up his clothes, your hands shaking a little before you walked out. Following Felix's plan, you ran down the stairs and out into the yard where he was waiting with his car.

"Quick, get in." He urged but you were frozen in place as you heard Yoongi yelling for you to come back. Your heart pleaded with you to stay and hear out what Yoongi was going to say but your brain was screaming at you to run.

"Yn! Get in the car!" Felix screamed at you, looking at you as you froze in place, your mouth opening to speak but it was like nothing would come out. Leaving you standing there like a fool.

"Yn! Wait! Please!" Yoongi pleaded as he reached the front porch of the house, you turned your body to look at him, and a stuffed bear was the only thing covering his decency. People around him laughed and cackled, taking photos and videos of him as you felt your heart drop into your stomach.

You were no better than he was, you were stooping to his level.

"I know you know...well, now I do," Yoongi said as he walked closer to you. His hands clutched the bear to his cock so no one could see him completely naked.

"Yoongi-" You breathed out, guilt weighing down on you as you realised how bad this must have felt for him but he shook his head at you,

"I deserve this, a lot worse actually for what I did to you...I deserve to be shamed like this." He laughed nervously as you looked at him, tears in your eyes as you sniffled a little, fresh tears running down your cheeks as he sighed.

"I was trying to tell you upstairs. I-" He stopped as he turned to see Jungkook and Jimin watching him, smirking at their friend who was naked in front of the girl he had fallen for. Noticing all the cameras on him he turned to look at them, if he was going to make this apology right he was going to make sure every single person heard him properly.

"Hey everyone, erm...I guess you can all see me," He laughs softly, ever the charmer but it wasn't about charming them tonight. It was about being honest with you. Slowly he looked back at you,

"You're probably all wondering why I'm standing here naked with a bear hiding my cock," He kept his eyes on you, a small smile on his face as he looked at you. He'd never admit it to anyone but you but he was proud you'd taken this stand for yourself,

"But it's because I broke the heart of the girl I love the most," Your heart rattled against your chest as the music from the party faded away and you focused on Yonogi.

"It was a stupid bet. I was wrong and I never should have agreed to it but- I don't even have an excuse for it. But after spending time with you...realising that I was enjoying it and...actually falling for you. I realised something," He moved so he was standing in front of you,

"You are so much more than I ever imagined: smart, funny, and incredibly kind. Every moment we spent together made me see just how amazing you are." One hand reached out to run his hand over your cheek, wiping away the tear that had rolled down.

"I know saying this doesn’t erase what happened, but I need you to know it wasn’t just a game to me. Tonight, I was trying to tell you the truth. I've been torturing myself trying to come up with a way to tell you which didn't...end up in us...breaking up but Yn. I fucking love you." He said with so much conviction you could practically feel the love from his words.

"I don't deserve your trust but I'm begging you, to believe me when I say I never meant to hurt you. I care about you...and I'll do anything I can to make things right." He whispers as you look at him, your breath catching in your throat,

"Yoongi-" You were cut off as he moved closer, the bear dropping and revealing every single glorious inch to his friends and people around you,

"Yoongi!" You screamed covering him with his clothes but he didn't care. Yoongi would let them see if it meant you would take him back or at least try and give him a chance at earning your trust.

"Let them see, I'm not moving until you either tell me to get fucked or forgive me...O-Or at least give me a chance to earn your forgiveness." You look him in the eyes, trying to decide if he was being truthful or not. You couldn't see any lies in his eyes and you bit your lip,

"One shot. You get...O-one shot." You tell him sternly,

"Now put your boxers on and get in Lix's car," You giggle a little as he smirks at you, quickly kissing your cheek as he slides into his boxers and into the car with you and Felix.

"You break her heart and I'll do much worse than let everyone see you naked," Felix warns him as he looks in the mirror at the two of you.

"Not the best wedding speech but it's the truth, the way I met the love of my life and how I got to keep her," Yoongi said as he spoke into the microphone, addressing everyone in the room at your wedding reception as you groaned and shook your head.

"You could have left out the part where you were completely naked," You giggled at him but he smirked,

"But how else would everyone see these." As he finished speaking the screens in the reception lit up with the video of Yoongi standing there naked and pleading for you to forgive him.

"Yoongi!" You squeal running to try and turn them off as he smirks, bringing you into his arms and kissing you deeply.

"I love you, wife," He chuckles before you smoosh some of the cake into his mouth and shake your head at him.

"I love you too, husband,"

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sigh...*takes Yoongi into a soul crushing hug*

𝘭𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺… - jjk¹⁸⁺

summary: your boyfriend really wants you to pay attention to him, and he really wants to play with you.

pairing: bf!jk x fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 1,2k

warnings/include: entablished relationship, dom!jk even tho he starts out being very cute lol, nipple play, reverse cowgirl, doggy style, spanking, marking, jk is like obsessed with your ass, dirty talk?, jk use degrading words (bitch, slut) and god knows what else, I’m lazy.

𐙚 notes: english is not my first language, there’s probably gonna be grammar mistakes, just that. AND JUNGKOOK LOOKS SO CUTE ON THE LAYOUT GOD 😭 (I’m just a girl, sorry) 𐙚

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You were supposed to be playing games with your boyfriend on his PlayStation, you were both on his house, sitting on his living room and he was waiting for you to finish texting with your best friend, but he played a lot of rounds of the game alone and you still were texting.

Jungkook sighed annoyed and pull the joystick aside, he looks at you in silence until you finally break your gaze away from the phone screen.

"What's wrong, babe?" He let out a breath ones again and rolled his eyes.

"We were supposed to be playing... you been on your phone for like 10 minutes, you're not paying attention to me" he pouted, looking at you with pleading eyes demanding attention. You let out a laugh.

"Sorry babe, I'm texting my friend"

"I know... still?" You looked around thinking, your phone ringing with notifications of your best friend.

"Okay, let's do something... I'll sit on your lap while I text and you can keep playing... would that make you feel better?" He stays still in silence for a few secs and then nodded slowly.

You smiled. "Fine, make room then" he smiled too and you sit on his lap, with your back on his chest. He immediately put his arms around your waist and his chin on your shoulder while looking at your convo with your best friend.

He looked at you texting for a few secs but then he took the joystick and started playing. While his eyes stayed on the screen, his lips were grazing your neck, leaving little kisses trying to call your attention while his arms where around you, but you didn't even flinch, the only thing you did was moved your head a little to allow him to kiss better.

After a round of the game he gets bored again and bring you closer to his body to kiss your neck more comfortably. You hummed. "Babe..." he hummed back at you.

"Keep texting" he whispered in a strained voice.

You sighed and closed your eyes trying to stay focused but you lose the battle against your own feelings. You tried to pull the phone away but he didn't let you.

"Nuh-uh, keep texting, keep texting, you wanted to text? Huh? You were so focused in that shit, what's wrong now?" He whispered in a deep voice against your ear, making you shiver.

"Jungkook..." he shushed you and moved your body so your back is no longer against his chest. You put your elbows on your legs and keep texting.

He lean in and press his back against yours again but now on that different angle. His hands were now caressing your belly, moving up until he reach your breasts, squeezing them and rubbing his fingers against your nipples and over your shirt.

You moaned softly as you try to keep texting and using your phone. He start kissing your neck again, his hands pinching your nipples. He moved his hands down your shirt and started touching your breasts directly while sucking on your neck to leave marks.

You sighed and put your phone aside, this time he allows it. Jungkook groans on your ear very low and his hands move expertly, taking your shirt off in seconds.

He press his back against the back of the couch and held your waist to make you lean on him again. You tilted your head and he finds your mouth to start kissing it very softly while his hands moved up your torso again, pinching and pulling your nipples, making you moan in the kiss.

He pulls off the kiss and whispers on your ear. "No more games, take everything off and let's fuck" you nodded and get up to take off your pants and panties at the same time. He took off his own pants and boxers and once you were both naked, he took your hips and moved you down to sit on his dick, still on your back.

You take it slow, he held your hips with one hand while helding his dick with the other to put the tip right at your entrance.

Once you put it in, you moved around with your hands on the sides of the couch for support and started going up and down slowly.

He moans, watching your ass while you ride him. He rest his arms on the couch at the sides of his head, instead of touching you, he prefers just watch you do everything, al least for now.

You start moving faster and that makes him moan louder, enjoying the wet sounds your pussy was producing while wrapping his cock. He bite his lips and frowned, watch your ass move got him on a trance.

Your moans maked him a little wilder, he wrap one arm around your waist and press you against him once again, you spread your legs with your feet on the couch and at the sides of his legs. In that new position, he start moving his hips up making you whimper. He keep the grip on your waist and you start moving down to match his movements.

He stops moving and you find a new angle, he lets you jump on him, helding your hair as you do so to see your back.

"Feels good like this?" He whispers.

You nodded and keep moving up and down, your moans getting louder every time his dick hit that sweet spot inside you.

He put his arm around your waist again, making you stop moving. He moved you around very easily until you were on all fours on the couch, he gets behind you and start pounding you from behind very hard making obscene sounds.

"Fuck yes! Fuck me like that" he groans at your words and held your hair, pulling it and using it as a support to pound into you even harder. He moans softly but you were getting even louder each time.

"Shut up" he pull his hand over your mouth, putting two fingers inside it very deep, his movements not stopping. "Shut up little bitch, you want everyone to hear how much of a slut you are for this dick? Huh?"

Your eyes rolled back and he pull his fingers out your mouth, cleaning them on your cheek.

His other hand pull your hair to the side and pull on it a little to make you tilt your head and look at him. He then starts moving harder, holding your hips as he fucks you very rough, closing his eyes and biting his lip, losing himself completely on the pleasure.

Just the sight alone was enough to turn you on more. "Oh babe, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" You whimpered and his middle finger went down to your clit to rub it and help you finish, that makes you groan and arch your back, putting your face almost against the couch.

He couldn't help it, he stops rubbing your clit so he could slap your ass very hard, moaning more and more as you feel his cum starting to fill your pussy. Your own hand starts to rub your clit until you finally came undone, letting your face fall on the couch completely.

He pulls out of you leaving a trail of cum that drips on the couch.

"Fuck" he whispered. "A fucking mess everywhere"

He spread your ass cheeks apart, enjoying the view of your back arched showing your ass and your pussy filled with cum like that. He hummed and lean in to dip his face on your pussy, licking it just a little.

He let go of your ass with a hard slap that leave his hand marked on your right cheek.

"Go clean yourself"

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The devil and I :MYG

Synopsis: You have a peaceful life. Good parents,good grades, a good boyfriend whom you've always thought you'd marry, and a good University life. That is until he came by. With just one glance, he decided you were his. He was just a freshman whom you hadn't even noticed at first. But you had no idea that you caught his eye the moment he entered your university. And upon seeing you, his first thought was 'maybe it won't be as boring as I thought'

Now only god himself can save you from the devil himself.

Genre/Warnings: smut (nothing too much), romance, older mc, freshman yoongi, senior mc, don family, university au, nerd mc, bad boy yoongi, mc getting harrassed, blood, fight, a little ghory stuff.

Unedited

Author's pov

"let us go!"

"please have mercy!"

"oh god please help us!"

Yoongi turned on the volume of the song blaring in his headphones even more when he could still hear the distant cries from downstairs. His brother was going crazy again as usual. He doesn't understand why those people even try. They know that lowlives like them will eventually get killed. Especially now that his brother is the new don. His brother is far more crazier than his father. It runs in all the men in Min family he's heard. Each don more bloodthirsty, more unhinged than the last one. But no one knew the extent to his craziness. After all he wasn't interested in becoming the head. And he hasn't come across anything that came to his interest.

Anyone who gets dragged into this mansion, has already got their names written in the reaper's book. Whether they like it or not. God? Please don't make him laugh. There's no such thing as god in the Min residence. He's pretty sure god would have swiped his family's existence hundreds of years ago if they did exist.

Standing up with a grunt, he threw the headphones on his bed and walked towards his closet, pulling on a loose white t shirt which covered all the tattoes on his abdomen. And the leather jacket that he pulled on next, covered the big snake going around his left arm. Picking up his bag, he hung it over shoulder and walked out of the room. He run a hand through his hair as he walked past his older brother who was standing over a messed up body. Or a corpse.

"going to college brother?" He didn't stop as he replied "yeah" his brother smiled in approval and nudged his wife's arm who was cleaning the blood on his face "my brother's all grown up mel"

Yoongi rolled his eyes as he got in the car. He was given two choices by his dying father. He either becomes the next don, or studies and becomes a proper businessman with a completely legal business. He chose the latter. Simply because he didn't want to deal with all the blood shed. Hyun is better at it anyway.

"oh!" You squealed, giggling softly when strong arms suddenly wrapped around your waist and lifted you up before you felt a kiss on your cheek "hi dan" you smile as he puts you down and you look up at him. Dan smiles back at you before kissing your cheek "hey baby" he murmured "listen, I gotta run back to class but just came to tell you that I would have to take a rain check on tonight's plans" your smile faltered and you pout "why? Don't tell me you have a match or something-" "no no nothing like that, I swear. My parents are coming in town so I have to meet them. But I'll make it up to you I promise" you sigh softly but nod "when can I meet them? You keep saying later" you peered up at him, crossing your arms over your chest "not today baby. But soon" he said and kissed your lips once before running off.

You look down, feeling a pang in your chest. Dan and you have been dating since you both were freshmen. And he's already met your family. But whenever you ask to meet his, he always makes some kind of excuse. It makes you think that he's not serious about you but you always push those thoughts away.

Sighing softly you started walking back to your class, not knowing that a pair of cold eyes were watching you.

"noona" you stopped walking when someone called you and turned around. When you heard the word noona, you were expecting a shorter, younger and maybe a cute boy. But what you didn't expect was a guy taller than you, staring down at you with cold eyes. You blinked twice, trying not to stare at his muscular arms or at the snake tattoo peaking out from under his sleeve. "Yes?" You managed to speak and smile politely. The guy looked at you from head to toes in a way that made you feel like you're on fire. Before he spoke again. And you were left staring at how prettily his lips rounded around every word "I'm new here so would you mind showing me around? If you're not busy"

Yoongi knows that you're not busy. Because your boyfriend just cancelled another date.

You shook your head, smiling softly. Now more at ease as you realise that he's just a freshman "I'm not busy. What's your name? My name is y/n l/n"

He already knew your name.

Yoongi licked his bottom lip as he stared down at you for a moment before replying "yoongi. Min yoongi"

Yoongi diligently listened to everything you say as you both walk around the huge university. And he couldn't help but smirk at how proudly you showed him the wall which had the names of last year's toppers and your name was on the top. You were so cute, he thought. With your colourful cardigan and your round glasses and the little pins in your long hair. You looked like a garden fairy. Clearly you were too good for someone who fucks up with his family's money.

Yoongi's phone lit up with another text and you turned to looked up at him "you can check you, you know. It's ringing since a while" yoongi shook his head and silenced his phone without taking his eyes off you "keep talking" for some reason your cheeks got a pretty shade of pink as you look away and continue showing him around .

Hyun:

11:49: where'd you find that little shit? Been searching for him since a while.

He didn't need to do much to make his brother happy. Now too, all he did was send him brother a photo was your shitty boyfriend and look how happy it made him .

"where are you? Why haven't you been picking up my calls?" You ask worriedly as you sit on your bed. You've been trying to call dan ever since you got back home after giving yoongi a tour but he's only picking up just now at almost 11 at night. "Busy" dan said lowly and your brows furrowed "are you okay? Why do you sound like that? Are you hurt-" "dammit y/n stop. I'm fine and nothing happened. Tell me what you did all day"

You frown and hesitate for a moment but decided not to push it any further "well" you sigh softly and lay down "classes were like usual today and after you cancelled the date-" you made sure you jab him about it "I showed a new guy around" dan hummed softly,not saying anything about the date "new guy? Have I seen him" you roll your eyes "I don't think so. It was my first time seeing him too. He is a nice guy" dan raised an eyebrow even though you can't see it and mumbled "a nice guy huh. What's his name?"

You place your phone on the bed and put it on speaker just as you get a notification.

'thanks for today. It's yoongi by the way'

"y/n?" You blink, realising that the call was still on "oh yes. His name is yoongi...Min yoongi"

The moment you said that name, Dan's blood ran cold and he gritted his teeth "what did you say?" You hum questioningly "Min yoongi-" "fuck" your brows furrowed "what?" "You showed Min yoongi around?" Dan let out a cold laugh and you sat up "dan what's wrong?-" "of course they'd go after her" you heard him mumbled before he suddenly hung up and you were left staring at the phone.

After that you called and texted him many times but got no answer.

"hey noona" you look up and smile softly "hey yoongi" you pat the seat next to yours on the lunch table "don't you have any classes?" You ask as he sits besides you and you take a bite of your sandwich "got cancelled" he answered simply before picking up your sandwich that you just put down and took a bite. Your eyes widened as you see him take a bite from the same spot you'd eaten from earlier.

Yoongi has gotten very comfortable around you in the last month. While dan has just gotten more and more distant to the point where he's straight up ghosting you. You tried visiting his place but he was never at home either. After that night you haven't talked to him properly once. Your mom said that he must have some sort of family problem and he'll come around eventually. But you're not sure about that.

"come with me Noona" yoongi said and suddenly stood up and you looked up at him surprised for the second time as you hastily ate your sandwich and picked up your bag "where are we going?" You asked with puffed up cheeks and he chuckled raspily causing you to blush. "Somewhere" he replied before pulling you out of the university.

"a book shop?" You look up at the old bookshop curiously before looking at yoongi who placed his large hand on your back as you stumble back slightly "go inside" he grinned and you suddenly had this image of him with cat ears. Blushing at the thought, you rush inside and were immediately hit by the scent of old books. Inhaling deeply, you walk further inside while yoongi gently takes your bag from you and watches as you roam around the shop.

It had everything you could ever ask for. From antique hardcovers that you can only dream of finding, to vintage clothes and accessories. "There are clothes in a book shop?" You giggle softly as you stop to look at a bag before getting distracted again by a book. "Get anything you want Noona" yoongi called out as you disappeared behind a shelf.

You spent almost an hour inside the shop, laughing and talking about every book you like or have read or every shirt that you feel is so weird. And he listened. He listened like it was the most interesting talk. He listened like you were the most important person at the moment. And it made your heart flutter a lot more times than you'd like to admit.

Finally, after going back and forth, you paid for everything you got and yoongi looked at you amused as you skipped out of the store and he picked up the bags before following you.

But his smile dropped when he saw the scene in front of him. "What. The fuck. are you doing?" Yoongi looked at the men in front of him with blank eyes, his voice coming out rough. There were two men. One was holding your wrist while the other was gripping your hair. "Y-yoongi" you whimper in pain, looking at him with teary eyes and he saw red. Gripping the bag containing the hardcover books tightly, he threw it straight at the man who was gripping your hair and he smiled coldly when he heard the cry of pain.

"y/n" you look at him with a mixture of emotions. Fear, surprise, nervousness. This was the first time he called you by your name. "Get behind me and close your eyes" he growled.

"Mel" Hyun murmured as he gently carded his fingers through his wife's hair, holding her just a little tighter. Melissa hummed softly, looking at him with tired eyes as she traced mindless patterns on his bare chest "do you think yoongi would have been a better choice? For the position of the don?" Melissa smiled softly as she gently stroked her husband's cheek and pecked his lips before saying "no" Hyun's eyes widened "why?" "Well you know..." Mel sighs softly as she lays on her back and Hyun buried his face in her breasts "yoongi has the skills, he's a good fighter and can lead if he tries. But" "but?" Hyun mumbled, pressing kisses along her chest "he's too bloodthirsty."

You cover your ears tightly as you hear a sickening crack of bone breaking "don't open your eyes Noona!" You hear him grunt before another crack and another chilling scream "y-yes" you whisper but you doubt he heard it.

"he doesn't fight often but when he does, I think he's crazier than both you and your father" mel says and she slaps her husband's back who squeezed her breast. "He gets lost in the fight. Or he loses himself in it. I think he knows that it's dangerous for him. That if he keeps fighting until he loses his mind, it will end up killing him"

"how dare you touch her" yoongi laughed coldly and that laugh sent a shiver down your spin. "Don't you know-" another punch "you don't touch-" he snapped his neck "what belongs to a Min" and finally, he picks up a rod and stabs it on the other man's chest before dragging it down to his crotch, ripping open his whole abdomen.

"I've always thought that yoongi has known this and that's why he chose not to become the don" mel said before she giggled suddenly,looking down at Hyun whose head was now between her thighs "when did you get there?" She laughed when he gripped her thighs and threw them over his shoulder "when you were so busy talking about your favourite brother in law" Hyun smiled mischievously before diving in.

"Noona" you perk up at the sound "don't open your eyes" you nodded shakily as yoongi helped you up "wait for me. It'll just take a second" you nodded again and heard some rustling. He's picking up the bags. After that, he walks back to you "excuse me Noona" you go to ask what he means when he suddenly picks you up. Not even bridal style. You hold his shoulder shyly as he walks out of the alley, holding you with one arm. Like they hold babies. With all your bags in his free arm. "Do you know those people?" You ask softly,Your eyes still closed "yes" he answered simply. You've noticed that if it's up to him, he'd only answer in one syllabus. "who were they?" "A curious little kitten" your cheeks heated up when you heard his low chuckle and hit his chest when he set you down gently "don't worry about them" he smiled and gently touched your cheek and you opened your eyes, looking around to see that you were in front of his car. "Why do all men give me the same answer?" You pout softly , looking away from him "dan keeps saying that too" you didn't see the way his eyes darkened when you mentioned dan "you love him?" You look back at him "why should I tell you. Oh wait. Don't worry about him" "y/n" the mirth in your eyes faded away at his tone and you tilt your head "I did once" you say softly "but I don't think I do anymore"

"bring the girl over yoongi" his brother said as he sipped his coffee. Yoongi's not even surprised that Hyun already knows. "I would love to meet her too!" Mel says as she pays yoongi's shoulder. "It'd be nice to have another human in this house who's not a man" yoongi nods and stands up, picking up his bag "later Noonim" before he's out.

Melissa sighs softly while Hyun smirks "eager to see her. Look at him mel, he's all grown up" mel rolled her eyes with a smile as she walked up the stairs "you and your sentiments"

Hyun glanced behind his chair when he heard a pained groan and he wiped his mouth with a napkin "how rude of me" he said, standing up "I almost forgot you were here" smiling menacingly, he crouched down to the injured man's eye level and pushed his thumb into the knife wound on the man's stomach causing him to cry out in pain.

"I always try to spend more time with my family you know. Now" he sighs, popping his bones "let's resume our game, Dan"

"don't stain the marble, honey!"

"yes darling!"

Dan disappeared. That's all you know. He owned some big people money and after finding everything he's been hiding,you don't even feel bad anymore. Someone dropped a few envelopes at your doorstep. Multiple affairs, so many debts, a gambling addiction, you wanted to throw up when you first found about it.

Now all you can think about is yoongi. Maybe because of the way he makes you forget about him. The way he never lets you think about him.

Even now, as you both watch the random movie going on, all you can think about is the way his hand feels pressed against your thigh. The way his lips feel on yours, so soft, so addicting. He tastes like mint and whiskey. And he's making you drunk on him.

"fuck noona" he groaned,pulling you on his lap roughly and you moaned softly when his erection pressed straight against your covered pussy. "Yoongi" you gasped when he ripped open your shirt and unhooked your bra with one hand and another moan left your lips when his lips wrapped around your nipples.

Breathy groans and soft moans filled your living room with both of your clothes lying on the floor as he took you on the couch again and again. You don't remember the last time you felt so much pleasure. Not even with dan. Yoongi fucked you hard and then as an apology, he made love to you. He kissed like he fucked and you could come from that alone. He pleased you like he was starving and you were his last meal. His rough hands bent you in positions you never thought your body was capable of. He didn't leave a single place. Your bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room, you name it. And by the time he was done with you, you were left passed out. For some reason you had a feeling that he was waiting for this moment.

He kissed your forehead gently as he carried you to bed and it was almost amusing how quickly his actions changed. "Yoongi..." You mumbled as he laid you down "yeah?" He sat down beside you, his hand resting on your stomach "I never asked....what does your family do?" You yawned and yoongi blinked "I never told you, noona? My brother is a don. You'll be meeting him soon."

Oh god

~fin~