Music To My Heart.

Music To My Heart.

MYG - Music To My Heart.

You knocked on his studio door, once, twice and then when he didn’t answer you knocked a much firmer third.

The door Swung open, the older man grunting about not wanting to be disturbed, that is until he see you. His frown evened out as his lips turned into a subtle smile.

“You came? Is everything okay?” He stepped aside, giving you the go ahead to enter the room.

You sat down in his chair, which had been pushed into the far corner almost as if he wanted to distance himself from the computer. “I’m okay, you are not.”

He rolled his eyes closing the door, taking a seat on the couch opposite you. “I am, if Jimin called you then you should have ignored it.”

“He said you swore at him.” You raise your eyebrows, Yoongi was never one to raise his voice, he wouldn’t be afraid to use an insult or two but no one ever took it personally.

“I’m just stuck okay? You know what I get like whenever I have a block.” His gaze falls to his fingers as he picks the skin around the nail, something your recognised a long time ago as being something he did because of his anxiety.

You sighed walking over to him, sitting yourself in his lap. His hands ceased their silent attack on one another in favour of resting on your hips. “We talked about this yoon. You have to rest otherwise you’ll get burnt out.”

“It’s not like that this time, I nearly have it. I can feel it there I just don’t know how to bring those thoughts forward. I even tried meditating.” He defends himself, his voice cutely raising a pitch.

You but your lip in hopes of hiding your smile. “You tried meditating.”

“Jimin caught me and told me he would post it on Weverse if I didn’t go home.” He scowled.

You remember how jimin had been vague earlier on the details that prompted Yoongis outburst. “That explains why he was so shady when he called me.”

“You have got to stop listening to any member in the maknae line, I swear they only exist to make you babysit me.” He laughs resting his head against your shoulder.

You let him sit there for as long as he needs, his breathing grows quiet as does everything else in the room. You relax alongside him, your own head resting against his as you run your hand through his long black hair. After a while you begin to hum, something you often did to occupy the space between you and him.

You almost fall off his lap as he sits up, pushing you off his lap. “What the fuck Yoongi?!” You shout throwing his shooky pillow at him.

“That hum.” He sits in his chair his fingers rushing across the keyboard as if his thought was going to escape him any minuet. “What was that hum?”

You learn forward, a lot confused. “I don’t know it was just something I made up as I went along.”

“Could you do it again but into the mic?”

“Min Yoongi if you want me to feature on your song that will be 5 million.”

“Won?” He asks, a hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

“Dollars.” You giggle, tiptoeing over to him.

“Never gonna happen but I’ll let you braid my hair.” He extends a hand to which you shake playfully.

You shake your head in disbelief as you walk over to the microphone, waiting for him to signal the okay before humming the same tune. He had you do it a few more times before asking you to hum another one but this time quieter.

“I think I have an idea for some lyrics.” He explains to you, extending a hand to call you back to him.

You could see the earlier tension in his shoulders were no more. “I hope I helped.”

“You did Sweetheart. How about you go and get us some dinner and meet me at home in say an hour? I’ll get some lyrics recorded and meet you at home.”

You knew this was him gently explaining he needed his space to work and you were more than happy to give him that, he went to hand you his card as you slipped on your shoes but you declined. As much as you would both joke about it you always were equal. Of course there were things he could afford to do that you couldn’t but you always did your best to contribute fairly.

On days like today where your Boyfriend was stressed and overwhelmed you liked to treat him the same way he did you. You requested that the driver he had arranged to take you home stop at Yoojung Sikdang.

Yoongi had talked about wanting food there for months, it was always way too busy and it was an attraction that army would frequently visit, it being the restaurant bangtan had used during their debut days.

You had met the owner a few times, she knew who you were but no one else did which allowed you the ability to pick up yoongis favourite dish from the restaurant.

You got home pretty fast which is why you were surprised to see Yoongis shoes by the door. The sound of the refrigerator opening alerting you to his location.

You managed to slide off your shoes and carry the many boxes safely into the kitchen without dropping anything.

“Hey baby do you wa- you did not.” His eyes widen at disbelief as he focuses on the box’s logo.

“I thought you deserve an old comfort.”

“What did you get?” He practically throws the box open in excitement.

“black pork and stone pot bibimbap and grilled black pork belly.”

He swings around faster than you could comprehend, his lips colliding with yours as his hands grip into your hair. He traces your jaw with kisses, leaving a mark just below your ear.

“If I knew you’d react like that I would have gone months ago.” You laugh, feeding him a piece of pork.

“Aish don’t be a brat.” He accepts the food, mumbling about how good it tastes.

You both laughed before taking another bite of food. You watched the man silently, his face seemingly happy. “How did it sound in the end?”

“Like music to my heart.”

You can’t help but blush as he winks at you, a hand squeezing your thigh before turning back to his meal. His own shyness laid out as he laughed into his bony hands.

Yoongi wasn’t the easiest person, it took you a long time to understand him but you were thankful that you took the time to, you couldn’t imagine your life without the man. His random spurts of energy, his focus and dedication, his passion, the way he loves and the way he wants to be loved are all things you never thought you’d love about a person, funnily enough they are all the things you love about him.

The mum friend

The ‘mum’ friend | Masterlist

Synopsis: Jin’s a little tired of being the ‘mum’ friend. Friends-to-lovers!drabble series. Jin x reader

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Swan Lake

Rm ×yn smut plss

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Swan Lake

Pairing: Dom!Namjoon x Sub/Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut, established relationship

Summary: You were always wearing the shortest skirts even though it was winter. To warm you up, your boyfriend Namjoon had the good idea to fuck you on the backseats of his car.

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: buff bf namjoon 👀, reader calls him Namu 🥺, daddy kink (I had to, it's namjoon, come on), unprotected sex, fingering, brief handjob, size kink, praising.

He watched you feeding the white swans with a big smile on your face, throwing them handfuls of birdseed. The birds rush for the food, their beaks dipping into the water. You giggle as you observe them swimming through the lake and Namjoon can't help but find you adorable, smiling like a kid.

You had insisted on passing by a store and buying food for the swans before going home. He gave in to your whims, as always. He could never refuse anything to his girlfriend. It was a Sunday morning, so there was pretty much nobody other than you two in the park.

You were crouched down before the lake, your skirt rising slightly on your thighs as you threw the last bit of birdseed to the swans. "Oh, no! Namu, there's no more food for the swans..."

He chuckled as he approached you, handing you his hand for you to take. "That means we have to head home, now, sweetheart." You sighed and took his hand in yours, standing up. You were pouting, still looking at the birds eating the last seeds. "Don't make that face, we'll come back tomorrow if you want."

He cupped your face, bringing your lips to his. He kissed you softly and you placed your hands on his biceps, holding on his big muscles. He backed away to let the both of you breathe. "Yeah..." You quietly agreed.

"Come on." He led you to the car as the snow crunched under your shoes, snowflakes melting as they fell on your cheeks.

You were his angel, his princess who he needed to take good care of because otherwise, who else would? Quite frankly, he never thought someone like you would end up with someone like him, but here you are, being the best girlfriend in the universe.

Namjoon likes small things, it's no surprise his heart chose you.

"It's so cold!" You whined while you crossed your arms over your chest, your hands running up and down to warm you up.

"I told you, baby, skirts are not made to be worn during winter." You scoffed at him, arriving at the car. Your fuzzy socks weren't keeping you warm, but to you, fashion first and comfort second. "Why don't we heat up a bit at the back before going home, hm?" Namjoon asked and opened the driver's back door.

You raised your eyebrows at him, immediately catching the hidden meaning of his proposition. "You have weird ideas, Namu..." You snickered, entering the car as he sent you a smirk. The car was already heated up since Namjoon activated the remote start of the vehicle. He joined you inside, shutting the door. "What are we gonna do, smart man?" You teased him.

"Well, first, I'm gonna warm you up." He smiled, showing you his cute dimples. He patted his thigh, inviting you to sit on his lap. You were about to move closer when he stopped you. "You have to remove your panties, sweetheart."

You bit down on your bottom lip, questioning him with furrowed eyebrows. "Is that so?"

"Yeah, skin to skin contact is much more efficient, princess. You should know that." He looked at you seriously and you couldn't hold in your laugh. He was right, you couldn't contradict him.

"Of course, how silly am I..." You lifted up your hips from the seat and slipped your fingers under the band of your underwear, sliding them down your legs. Namjoon watched you doing it, eyes shining with desire.

You took the garment in your hand and shoved it against his chest, an amused smile crowning your lips. He happily stole it from you, tucking your panties in the back pocket of his jeans. You then straddled his lap, Namjoon's big hands settling down on your naked thighs, dangerously slipping under your skirt.

Your clit pulsated from the sexual tension between you and your boyfriend, wanting nothing more than his touch on your femininity. "I'm gonna heat you up, baby, don't worry." He sent you a grin as you felt his rough digits tickling your inner thighs. Goosebumps ran all over your skin when you looked into Namjoon's dilated pupils, his tongue darting out to moisturize his plump lips.

You moaned out as he traced his finger along your pussy lips, pulling them apart. With the wetness he collected, he gently flickered his forefinger on your bud of nerves, sending a wave of pleasure through your whole body. You slid your arms around his neck and brought his lips onto yours, giving him open-mouthed kisses. Your tongues played together, his own fighting for dominance as you gladly let him had it.

You unzipped your puffy jacket, incapable of keeping it any longer, already hot. You hurriedly removed Namjoon's coat as well, whining as his hand came back in contact with your pussy after.

This time, he pushed his middle finger inside of you, eliciting a little gasp from you. He chuckled, feeling your arousal coating his finger, dripping down on his hand. "Sweetheart can't handle one finger? You're so wet, I would've thought differently..." You clenched your pussy at his words and he totally felt it, making him grin. "I gotta work harder..." He said in a low voice, his eyes following the movements of his wrist, finger pumping in and out of you.

Namjoon placed his thumb on your clitoris, moving it in slow circular motions while his other hand palmed your ass cheek. "My God, Namjoon..." The call of his name ended in a breathy moan, your eyes fluttering shut as you threw your head back.

You could have one other finger, you were sure, but he liked teasing. A lot. He could spend hours preparing you out, giving you orgasms after orgasms because your pussy has to adjust to the size of his cock.

You began to roll your hips against his hand, riding his finger as your chest was going up and down faster. "I'm pretty sure you can add another one, Namu." You complained, moving your hips at the pace of his hand.

"Yeah?" He squeezed the flesh of your thigh, looking at you with an amused and lustful gaze. You nodded while your eyes remained close, focusing on that knot tightening in your belly. "Then ask nicely."

You frowned and pouted at his words, but you executed yourself anyway. "Please, daddy, I really need more. Want your fingers, please."

He chuckled, loving how you submitted to him so easily, how you so obediently followed his order. You were needy, always needy. He plugged a second finger into your heat, wet sounds echoing in the car as he pushed your juices around. "Mmh, yeah, you need it desperately, don't you, princess?" He said in a low voice, his plush lips staring at you viciously.

You moved up and down his digits as Namjoon formed a little hook in you, brushing right on your sensitive spot. "Yes, I do... Need daddy's fingers..." You mumbled under your breath, locking your arms around his neck tighter, your boobs squished against his firm chest.

His thumb pressed harder on your bud, moving in circles faster while he scissored your insides with his two fingers. You moaned loudly, the knot twisting and twisting til it couldn't no more. You gripped Namjoon's hair tightly and he pumped you harder, hitting your spot relentlessly.

You whined into his ear as you bucked your hips, staying still for a moment before your knot exploded and you came all over Namjoon's fingers. You rolled your hips lazily while he thrusted slowly inside of you, driving you down off your high. Your legs and arms trembled as you crashed your mouth on his, making-out with him as a way of saying thank you for the awesome orgasm he just gave you.

"Good job, baby, good job..." You hummed against his chest, cheek pressed on his pecs. He slipped out his fingers from you, his other hand soothing you by caressing your back in circles. "You must be ready now, what do you think?"

"Uh-huh..." You agreed, levelling yourself from Namjoon's body.

Your eyes travelled down to his crotch, erection trapped under many layers of clothes. You reached for his belt, passing the leather material through the metal loop. You unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers, tugging down on it as he raised up his hips for you.

You sneaked a hand under his boxers and he hissed when your warm palm met his hardness. You ran your fingers slowly on his cock, biting down on your lip as you looked into his eyes. You couldn't wait longer anymore, so you lowered his briefs as well, joining his pants on his mid-thighs.

Namjoon groaned as he watched you turn around on his lap, presenting your ass to him. His big hands immediately came to knead your ass cheeks and he pushed you down toward his pulsating cock.

He guided his erection to your hole with one hand at the base, swiping his tip smoothly between your folds which made him sucked air through his teeth. He spread your cum on his shaft by pumping himself a couple of times and he noticed the impatience glinting in your eyes so he entered you carefully.

You both moaned out in unison at the intrusion of Namjoon's dick in your cunt, but he slid in so easily, nothing refraining him from penetrating you. You were holding yourself up on his muscly thighs, nails sinking into his skin as he bottomed out inside of you.

"So tight, baby... Such a great pussy, fuck." At this point, you were wondering if it wasn't just his cock that was too big for you. He gripped your hips tightly, definitely leaving bruises. "Bounce on my cock, sweetheart. You can do it."

"I can do it..." You repeated Namjoon's words, which gave you the energy to start rolling your hips on his, his manly hands still secured on you.

The car's windows were now foggy and you were very hot. Sweat was forming at the nape of your neck, making your hair all wet and sticky. You were panting heavily and so was Namjoon.

"Shit... yeah, there we go, baby." He purred, guiding your movements as his cock brushed heavenly against your sensitive walls.

You rode his cock faster, but your legs were tired. Though, you weren't going to end this because of your wobbly legs. Namjoon helped you from behind, slapping his dick in your soppy cunt when your hips bounced back down on his lap.

He smacked your ass, making the flesh jiggled as he slowly took the lead. He let you move up and down, the sound of skin slapping against skin invading the binnacle, but he started to thrust into you more often.

"Mph-!" You whined as Namjoon sunk his feet into the ground, lifting his hips up to meet the mess that was your pussy repeatedly. "Ah, Joonie!" Your mouth spilled out little 'uh, uh, uh's' while he pounded into you, balls slapping against your throbbing clit.

"Yeah, I hear you, princess... It's good, isn't it?" He grunted, his eyes looking down at the way your ass bounced around each time his thighs raised up. His eyebrows were furrowed, focusing on his high, chasing it to finally get his release.

"Mhm! Really- really good..." You said between moans, contracting your walls around Namjoon's fat cock, which made him throw his head backwards. You tried to steady yourself as best as you could on his knees, but it was tricky with him slamming his erection into your wet cunt.

Your hole began to quiver, the assault of his dick making you see stars and little clouds. If someone could make you cum twice in a row, it was certainly your boyfriend and his fat dick.

Your clit was pulsating, throbbing as his tip brushed against the magic spot inside of you. Your fingers gripped harder on his knees, holding on him for dear life. "Namjoon, my clit, please..." He listened to you and shifted his hand from your hip to the sensitive bud between your legs.

He flickered it rapidly with his middle finger, pressing on it to make you reach your high. You moaned out loudly, your second orgasm hitting you even harder than the first one, your legs shaking as your arousal dripped down on Namjoon's dick.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" The contraction of your walls around him was his last straw, shooting his cum into you. He splattered your insides white of his seeds, moaning and thrusting his dick slowly to milk himself dry.

He whimpered quietly as he rested against the leather seats of his car, his chest raising up and down. You sighed contently, moving your hips up to let his cock slide out of you. It was covered in both of your cum and the smell of sex was really strong now that you got down off your high.

You turned around again to be met with a tired Namjoon and you giggled softly. You placed shaky hands on each side of his face and he sent you a lazy smirk as you leaned down to peck his plush lips.

You traced a heart on the window beside you in the fog, little droplets of water dripping down the glass. Namjoon watched you, smiling and holding you against his chest.

It was time to get home now.

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hey can you please make an oneshot with reader x taehyung(or jungkook) fluff and lil bit smut. taehyung and reader cuddle and deep talk while cockwarming. like it feels so intimate and make tae feel connected to the reader. please. thanks ly

spicy yet cute, thx for the request!

warnings: smutty...obvi (minors dni, like fr)

Stay like this- KTH drabble (m)

so beautiful like LOOK AT HIM ok anyways enjoyyyyy

your head laid between his collar bone and neck, hands brushing down his chest lightly as you come down from your high, breath still heavy. "you ok?" Taehyung asks quietly as he leaned against the headboard, just as out of breath as you are.

"mhm, more than" you smiled as his hands came around to your waist, rubbing your bare skin gently as he began to lift you off of his cock. "wait" you reached for his arms, stopping him. "can we just lay like this for a moment?" you ask, watching him nod, "yeah, we can" he couldn't help but laugh as you leaned forward more, bare chest against his own.

just 2 hours ago you picked Taehyung up at the airport, he had been away for 2 months due to work. Youve always been understanding that his lifestyle is more than demanding, and youve known that the time you both spend together is always limited, but in moments like these, you wish you could lock him in your room forever to just never miss a second with him.

You lean back just slightly, hissing as the overstimulation between your legs. "I missed you so much" he whispered, cupping your face as your hands fell to his waist. "oh yeah? how much?" you teased.

"did I not answer that question for you?" he winked as he brushed hair out of your face and behind your ears.

The room was semi-dark, only sounds are the birds outside and the soft, delicate breathing from your boyfriend and you.

you smiled at him and scanned his face, unable to prevent a sudden sadness that apparently he caught. "Im sorry...that I was gone so long." he holds your hand tightly. "I wont be leaving again anytime soon" he adds.

"Tae, I know you cant control your schedule"

"it doesnt matter, ill bring you with me next time if needed" he said matter of factly, making you giggle a bit, knowing he couldn't do that.

you shook your head, "shh, lets not talk about work, lets just be here right now ok?"

"okay" he smiled at you, pulling you closer to him again as his lips met yours in open mouth kisses.

"mmm" you moaned and rolled your hips gently, making taehyung's dick twitch inside you. "easily riled up" you scoff, teasing him.

"shut up, arent you the one who just came like 3 times?"

"hey!....ive been pent up" you smiled and lean over to peck his lips.

"oh poor baby" his hand trails up your back and gently pulls you closer to his face. "My pretty girl"

you feel a blush creep to your face, sighing as your head rests against his shoulder.

here you both were, sitting on your apartment bed on some random tuesday night while his dick was still buried inside you. It wasnt weird though, it was actually a sweet moment. You two never got to see eachother most days, and feeling spots of intimacy on all levels was important.

"I love you" you whisper, watching your boyfriends face turn pink.

"I love you most, like seriously"

"impossible" you scoff, squeezing his hand.

you still your movements, listening to his heartbeat as you close your eyes softly. He simply was everything to you, and you both were a naturally clingy couple, but it often proved itself more so when you reunited after time apart.

"we should get married" he randomly spoke up, making you sit back to look at him. "this isnt my proposal!" he quickly added, making you laugh

"im just saying,....we should discuss the ideas of it, I would like to marry you one day."

your chest sang with desire and love, feeling like jello as you melted into his embrace. "ah, I would like it too, soon" you added, poking him teasingly.

"well now I have to be smart about it, because you will expect it"

"nuh-uh" you smiled, squeezing his bread cheeks.

"remember-"

"tae stop"

he laughed between words, "remember last year when you thought"

"Stop!" you lightly slapped his shoulder, hiding your face in embarrassment

"-when you thought I was gonna propose to you at the aquarium?" tae threw his head back, laughs from his chest making you eventually give in and giggle as well.

"stop that Kim Taehyung, you were acting suspicious and you were super lovey dovey that day" you pouted

"I would not propose to you in front of the manatees, y/n."

"first of all....they are called chubby mermaids"

He laughed and squeezed your hips, smiling at your cuteness.

"second of all, you know they are my favorite"

"ok ok im sorry for insulting your chubby mammal mermaids, and by the way, the reason I was so touchy that day was because you looked super cute....and jimin was eyeing you the entire time"

you scoffed and looked at him

"jimin doesnt care, tae"

"yes he does, hes only hangs with me when you are there too"

"because we are friends!!"

"mhm" he huffed and leaned his head back

"maybe you should just hurry up and propose before he does" you teased

"ah y/n, my favorite little pain in the ass"

you giggled and peppered kisses all over his face, hugging him tightly in a random fit of love

"mmm I love youuuuu" you sang, sitting back

"I love you too, pretty girl"

you fluffed his hair up and smiled

"wanna shower?" he asked

"if thats you asking to have sex again you could have ju-"

he laughed and shook his head, "no like, let me wash your hair and stuff"

"oh" your face softened, content at his sudden domestic suggestion.

"is that ok?"

"of course" you leaned forward to peck his lips before eventually pulling off him, his now soft dick slipping out from between you.

he sat up more and helped you off the bed, unable to contain his laughter as you struggled to stand.

"dont laugh at me, you did this" you scoffed

"you asked for it"

a/n- Hi guys, im sorry this is kinda short, Ive been busy this week with family stuff, then I also am trying to add something new to the next chapter of Forever And A Day, it might come out on friday night, or saturday, because I hate publishing work and feeling iffy :0

Love stream

love stream ♡ jeon jungkook

summary: jeon jungkook is your local playboy with a secret love for live streams of his favorite cam girl, you. what happens when you come across your biggest fan and he’s a little slower than you thought.

➣ strangers to lovers au

➣ 10k words

➣ himbo!jk x camgirl!reader [she/her pronouns]

warnings | REUPLOAD himbo!jk x camgirl!y/n, AGE GAP 4 years [reader 21, Jungkook 25], DOM/SUB THEMES, switch!Jungkook, switch!f reader, butt play, masturbatiön (f and m), mentions of a form of s*x work, riding, oral (f and m), handjöb, cunnilingus, raw s*x, he pulls out, doggy style, sweet Jungkook, fluff, soft/rough pet names, pet play, bunny!Jungkook play, smut

@ cyberbunny69 is currently live, come join their stream!

“Fuck.”

He shook his head, staring at the screen squinting his eyes and leaning down for a better view. His eyes traveled back to his surroundings, loud music blaring and flashing lights blinding him. He looked to the people he came with, lip pulled between his teeth as he tugged on the arm of the woman he came with, “I’ve gotta get going, something came up. Want me to text you when you can come over?”

What? The girl thought staring at the meathead in confusion, “Wait, why can’t I just go over now?”

He looked away trying to find the exit before looking back down at his phone. What the fuck was this, you weren’t supposed to be streaming today, you just went live last night. Hence why he was coming out to get his fix of one night stands after being worked up by you. He shook his head, he could either get real pussy tonight with the girl or he could edge himself watching you then invite her later tonight, “Sorry, I gotta pick up a friend from the station. I’ll text you when you can come over if you’re still up for it.”

When he got home he made a beeline straight to his bedroom, slammed his door shut, and sat on his gaming chair. He quickly typed everything in and let his foot tapped anxiously against the floor scared that you’d be off soon. His heart raced when he saw the green dot next to your user,

• cyberbunny69 is online! ‘surprise live!’

Yes! He got here just in time, he leaned back in the chair with his hand behind his head and the other relaxed on his stomach as he watched closely. Your middle finger ran between your pussy, sliding past your clit and between your folds that were starting to shine with a thin layer of sheen and wetness. His eyes immediately flew to the red ink just where your hip bone is and the crease of your thigh began on your pelvis. He still couldn’t believe the tattoo.

Your fingers were long and your nails manicured as something about the way your hand looking running over your cunt had the bulge in his joggers building. His fist was near his lips so close to pulling it into his mouth to sink his teeth in as he was lost in the sight of you sprawled out on your bed. Your head was thrown back and elbows keeping you up but your legs were completely spread and your tits were out. The black fluffy bunny ears stuck up and the small black ball of fuzz adorning your ass twitched with your movements.

He ran his free hand over his pants, hissing at the feel of how hard his dick was. Listen, he was proud of what he was gifted with, a big cock and amazing stamina. He knew what it could do and he also knew it usually took more than a little teasing to make his member this hard and this quick. Don’t get him wrong, he always managed to sport a half when in a good groping sesh, but this? He wasn’t even in the same room as you and his cock was ready to blow! And let’s just say he wasn’t always like this. If it weren’t for that day…

“Listen, I’m not trying to sound like a creep but I know it’s her. I swear if I see the tattoo tonight on her stream I’m gonna tell you I told you so!”

Was it really you? To him you were just a client coming in for a tattoo. Honestly he had absolutely no idea who you were other than what his coworker Sungho was currently telling him, “Look up her username and just watch, see for yourself.”

He was currently trying to convince sweet ole’ Jungkook that you were a camgirl. He says he’s seen your streams and Twitter, that he just knows it’s you. Jungkook was really tempted to believe him too, it’s not like he watched that shit anyway, he actually gets laid. Still, he found himself struggling to form sentences when you’re in front of him laying down on the chair. It was all starting to make sense though, the tattoo, the placement, the persona.

Fuck, he still couldn’t believe he put a tattoo on your body. The same body currently on his screen sporting the infamous red tattoo he put on you before he even knew who you were. Damn, he can’t believe he used to make fun of Sungho for not getting laid because he was watching this stuff. Now he understood the pull.

What he did not expect tonight was for the masculine hand that cupped your face away from the camera, he pushed his thumb past your lips and you whined around his hand. Jungkook went to the comments immediately, everyone seemed to know who it was but he’d only been watching your streams for a couple weeks now and he’d never seen the person before. The man was built, muscular yet lean and tiny, he had a clear ‘nevermind’ tattoo on his side and it almost distracted him from the way you two made out.

And he never pegged himself as the type, but he just gotoff by watching a girl get fucked by another guy live. What he really should’ve done was answered the text from the girl he’d gone to the club with.

mi-rae: do u still want me to come over?

Instead, he went stalking on your Twitter again, looking through all your lewd photos and creating his own version of you in his head. Now can you imagine his horror when he liked a tweet, completely unaware that he wasn’t on his secret account and instead on the one with the user, ‘Jungkook.97’ he quickly unliked it and threw his phone onto his bed.

It’s fine, you probably wouldn’t even see it and even if you did you couldn’t know who he was. He highly doubted you remembered his name since he tatted you weeks ago. Trying to convince himself it was no big deal he got ready for bed, going under his covers and trying to sleep it off. And when he woke up the next morning to an Instagram DM from a certain account that had reached out to him weeks ago for a tattoo, he knew he was in for it.

@y/nl/n: this u? [attachment added]

Fuuckkk. He was caught lacking, caught in 4K. This has never happened before. He doesn’t do the sliding, he gets his DMs slid into. The very rare few times he’s shot his shot are when he’s horny and nobody is trying to jump his bones yet, usually it’s pretty easy for him to get laid even when he doesn’t make a move. He tried to ignore it all morning as he got ready to go to work but he couldn’t. He would find himself looking at his phone mid session and lose focus, he had to respond.

@jungkook.97: uhhhhhhhhhhhh

@jungkook.97: I was hoping u wouldn’t see that

@y/nl/n: I’m always on my phone :P

It wasn’t until after lunch that you responded and he was rushing to see what you said. He swiped away his other notifications and quickly typed a response. He froze seeing your name appearing next to the word ‘typing…’

@y/nl/n: u free later for drinks?

Huh? You wanted to go out for drinks? You caught your tattoo artist liking a photo of you naked with a clear hickey on your thigh near the tattoo and wearing white lace lingerie on Twitter. You weren’t at all freaked out or at the very least blocking him on all platforms? He put a tattoo on your body! The same body he’s paying a crazy monthly subscription to see just because he knew what your pretty face looked like in person?

Maybe this was a setup, maybe you were going to publicly shame him for being a perv and his life wouldn’t be ruined. But he just couldn’t miss up on the chance to see you in person, see what you were going to say, and if you could look past all that and sit on his face hehe. That was just being hopeful though. Nevertheless, he spent the rest of the day checking the clock and rushing home to look less like he’d just worked all day and went to the address you provided him. It was a small bar, not too big but enough privacy that you two sat in a booth across from each other under dim light and Soju bottles between you. He was nervously chewing up whenever a little snack they put in front of him for the drinks and avoided looking at you.

When he did look at you it became extremely harder to meet your eyes. He was too nervous to keep his act up and found himself blurting everything, “Look I seriously didn’t know who you were or what you like to do in your free time when I tattooed you! I didn’t know till after so then when I saw the tattoo obviously I was mind blown and I’m sorry but I promise I’m not a creep!”

“Right so about that,” you laughed nervously brushing your hair out of your face, “I had a feeling that might’ve happened if I got a tattoo locally but I brushed it off as me being super self centered and assuming everyone could recognize a little common tattoo. I did not expect my hot tattoo artist to spot it though, maybe a hook up but definitely not you.”

His eyes widened leaning forward hand pointing at himself in shock, “You think I’m hot? Cause I think you’re hot and I actually thought that when I did a session with you but that would’ve been unprofessional.”

You smiled, had he really just acknowledged the part where you said he was your hot tattoo artist? He was hot, you thought so when he was tattooing you too. You know how hard it was to have a hot man so close to your cunt in a non sexual way? You went home later for your stream and you had already been all worked up. Then you thought about sliding into his DMs but you don’t chase, you attract so you refrained yourself from doing so. And technically you did because if he hadn’t liked your post first you would’ve never slid into his DMs and asked him out. You don’t do the chasing. “Is it weird thinking of the tattoo now?” You asked him wondering if it was indeed weird since he’s the one who did it but he immediately shook his head.

“It’s the hottest thing ever knowing I did it and all the compliments it gets and then I have actually seen your face in person and everyone in the comments just wished the—“ he stopped himself. You stared at him with hooded eyes and long lashes that had him reaching for the Soju and taking a drink, “ Do I sound like a creep?”

“Only just a little but I kinda like it,” you sighed checking the time on your phone, “Okay well apparently I’ve gotta go for a call so why don’t we just end it here?” He watched you take money out of your bag while he fumbled for his own wallet.

You gave him a smile and kiss on the cheek in goodbye, “Text me if you wanna try this again.”

He went home and stalked your Instagram this time and imagine his surprise when he passed by your birthday post from a couple months ago holding ‘21’ balloons and smiling. You were young, younger than the girls he usually went for but you seemed mature and put together. There was about a four year age difference between you get you made him nervous instead of the other way around, what even was that? Going further down the rabbit hole of your posts be found himself stalking the guy from last night too. It was hard to miss the ‘nevermind’ tattoo in a beach picture with you and he went to his profile instead. He assumed you two were friends just cause you were in most of his posts. We’re all your friends in the cam business? No, some he found on OnlyFans.

You honestly weren’t any better. When you left for a call it wasn’t a complete lie, you really were on a call, “Are you thinking about me daddy?” You were currently on a call with a subscriber. He couldn’t see you so you just laid on your couch stalking your tattoo artist’s personal page and following him. The man on the phone was groaning into your ear but you were too distracted gawking at the guy on your screen.

“Are you touching yourself baby?” The man asked and you moaned out a yes. You weren’t. You were trying to figure out if Jungkook was a taken man, would he be watching your streams if he was? Probably, men are sluts. Especially men built like Jungkook oh so deliciously muscular and tattooed with a cute face. From his Instagram account you could tell he had a lot of female friends, mostly taking up all of the comment section and hyping him up like he was a God. He looked like a fuckboy but the best kind, and that playboy was currently DMing you after following you back.

@jungkook.97: u gonna slide that phone #?

@y/nl/n: if u say please

@jungkook.97: pretty please with a cherry on top?

That’s how he got your number, literally made to beg for it but he didn’t mind. He tried to play it cool for a couple days, he didn’t reach out to you just yet but the second time he watched your stream he pictured you thinking about him while you fucked your fingers into your cunt. Or maybe he pictured his fingers fucking you, struggling to pull out with how you clenched around them and covered them in slick. Mmm, he bets you tasted sweet too. You always brought your fingers to your mouth afterwards for a taste.

And he also caved on Wednesday, he had gone too long workout actual pussy, almost a week and a half! So he had to call Mirae after one of your streams and let’s just say the neighbors complained. He fucked Mirae like his life depended on it and though he tried to be in the moment it was hard to ignore the images of you that flashed his mind. Mirae was too whiny, he used to like that about her though. He liked that he could always tell what would work with her or any of the other girls he fucked but for some reason he kept imagining what you’d like. When you fucked your friend—Jimin, he learned—you were quiet almost. You let out little whimpers and let him do whatever. He was rough with you and that’s usually how Jungkook was but who knows. He wouldn’t mind fucking you gently to hear all the little noises you’d let out.

jeon jungkook: what do u say we try and go out for drinks again downtown tomorrow night?

Did this count as asking you out? Would you see it that way or would you think he just wanted to fuck. And to clarify he did want to fuck but it didn’t have to be now, it could be whenever, he’ll wait like a good boy.

you: is this a date or just to fuck?

you: I don’t like being surprised

jeon jungkook: whatever u want it to be

you: pick me up at 10

Oh okay. Yeah, cool he can do that. He will do that. No, he did do that. 10:00pm on the dot. It was a Saturday night and downtown was booming with club goers. He’d actually turned down an invite from some girl tonight to go see you. You came out in a black mesh top, a black leather skirt, and heels. You waited for him and he looked down at you confused before it dawned on him. He hopped out of the car, ran over to your side and held the door open for you.

“What a gent,” you touched his cheek and for some reason it had him flustered as he rounded back to the driver’s side, “I like that you’re on time, I don’t like waiting.”

He thought back to the time he was forty minutes late for a ramen appointment with some chick was and he had to lie and say his dog had to go to the vet. In reality he’d gotten too busy playing Overwatch and lost track of time. Today all he could think about was tonight so obviously he was gonna get here on time, and honestly even a few minutes early but he doesn’t need you knowing how desperate he was. “I wouldn’t make you wait,” Jungkook muttered putting his seatbelt on, “Not you anyway.”

Downtown was packed so he had to park the car in a garage. He kept you close while you exited, couldn’t have you being snatched away from him and considering all the looks you were currently getting it was possible. His hand was on your back, finger inside the belt loop of your skirt making sure you stayed by him. You let him take the lead for now walking you up to the line and passing into the club with ease as he pulled you even closer, “What do you want to drink? I’ll go get it while you get the table.”

“Surprise me,” you told him with a teasing smile and he nodded running off. Surprise you? How was he supposed to surprise you when he couldn’t even tell what you’d like? Did he know what you pussy looked like? Yes. But your drink type? Hell no. Fuck it, he’s getting you bottle service.

“Jungkook!” He turned, a big smile on his friend’s face as he came to him, “How come you didn’t tell us you were coming out? Who’d you come with?”

He let Hoseok pull him into an embrace as he walked back to your table, “Well, I’m here with a girl.”

“Cool! Where at? We’ll join you.” “We?”

“Yeah me, Yoongi, Soo-Ah, Yeaun, and Jia.”

Yikes. He shook his head at the mention of Yeaun. Let’s just say they have history. And by history he means she got mad that he didn’t want to date her after they fucked. “Let me talk to her first, k?” Jungkook tried to find a way to leave and he was off, just in time for the bottle service to start for you. Your brows raised at him, surprised he’d do this and it brought a big smile to his face, “Surprise enough?”

With you standing it made it easier for his hand to find its new home on your waist. You let him pull you in front of him and clapped whenever the girls did tricks with the bottles. You almost didn’t see the group of people coming to your V.I.P table. Jungkook cursed under his breath as Hobi approached, “Damn you got a table too!”

Your brows furrowed looking at them all and then to Jungkook who had an embarrassed expression as he pushed his face into your hair whispering in your ear, “I’m sorry, they’re my friends but I’ll kick them out.”

“It’s okay,” you said as they all began to file in taking up the seats. Jungkook huffed in annoyed as you and him were pushed to the edge but you didn’t seem to mind and found purchase on his lap much to his excitement and surprise.

“Who are you?” One of the girls asked you out of the blue. You looked over to her, she carried a tight expression and pursed lips. Jungkook opened his mouth to speak but you just smiled, “I can ask you the same, I’m Y/n.”

You could see her nostrils flare and you were too confused to notice why. Jungkook’s hands were on your lap securing you to his as the girl spoke up, “We’re friends with Jungkook.”

“Yeaun be nice, Jungkook’s here on a date,” Hoseok cut in and Jungkook swears he could slap his older friend on the side of his head. If he knew why did they still insist on crashing? You leaned back into Jungkook to further your point and he was living for it. You fit on his lap perfectly and your perfume was making him dizzy with lust. His face was in your neck not caring that the others were around as he pushed a soft kiss along the dip of your collarbone.

“Jungkook doesn’t date,” Soo-Ah piped in laughing, oh, they were going to try and make you the butt of their jokes tonight. Jungkook looked up glaring at her as the girls tried awfully to hide their giggles.

Jungkook rolled his eyes, “Look, if you’re goin—“ “Good thing we were about to leave to go fuck at his place.” He looked over to you when you cut him off. Everyone had their eyes on you as you stood up grabbing your things and Jungkook followed after you like a puppy promised a treat. He didn’t even give the guys a response when they called for him he just left with you. And he was going to charge his friends for the table since they managed to crash his plans.

You waited for him outside and he was quick to join you and usher you back to his car spitting out all sorts of apologies, “I’m sorry, I swear I didn’t invite them. They probably thought I was joking an—“ he opened your door for you as you went in not saying anything. He sighed, great he done fucked up his chances.

“Let’s go to mine for drinks, can’t promise we’ll do anything more,” you had told him and trust he was content enough with that. You didn’t look at him once as you led him upstairs and he didn’t exactly mind when he got a good look at your legs and as—

“Make yourself comfy,” you ordered him as you swept your hair up and picked up the hair clip that had been on your entrance table. He looked around the apartment as he did just what you told him. It was definitely your style and he’s not sure why but he expected some hints of your camgirl stuff everywhere too. He could see a door open and from there he could see your infamous bed. He sat on your cream colored couch and watched you come back with Soju and water. You sat next to him not caring about your skirt riding up.

“Look, I’m sorry about earlier I swear I didn’t invite them,” he huffed out still annoyed from earlier but you just smiled and served you both the alcohol. You shrugged your shoulders, “It’s fine. I wouldn’t have invited you here if I thought it was your fault. I really just wanna know what questions you have for me, I’m sure you’ve got some.”

He nodded clearing his throat, “Do you like bunnies?” Huh? Your brows furrowed, that definitely wasn’t the first thing you thought he’d ask. Nodding your head yes he smiled wide, “Not to toot my own horn or anything but I’ve always been told I look like a bunny.”

“I can agree with that,” you picked up your cup as you complimented him and he nodded clearly content, “I used to hate it but now it’s whatever.”

“I like bunnies, they’re cute and fluffy,” you told him leaning into him and he did the same trying to close the space between you, “I think you’re cute too Kook, can I call you that?”

“Uh huh,” he breathed out as he looked down at your lips, “Um, er, does it make you uncomfortable that I’ve seen your streams?”

Your head tilted to one side dropping all your hair down your shoulder, “I don’t think I’d do it if I got uncomfortable with people seeing it.”

“Why do you do it?” He asked abruptly, hand falling down to your thigh just trying to get closer, “I mean, why’d you decide on trying it out?”

You shrugged, lifting your hand to the back of the couch where you could feel the end of his hairs and moved to run your fingers through the ends much to his liking, “It’s an easy job for a college student. I decide how much I’m online, who I work with, what I do.”

“You’re in college?” When you nodded he did the same, “Is that a problem?”

“No. No! I’m just a few years older than you so I wanted to double check, is that a problem?” “Why would that be a problem, bunny?” You asked, combing his hair with a smile when he leaned into you, “Do you wanna kiss me? Cause I wanna kiss you.”

“I wanna kiss you so fucking bad right now, can I?” His big, sparkly, doe eyes were boring into yours begging for permission that you easily granted him with a nod of your head. His eyes fluttered shut as your lips met his, soft and plump just like he’d imagined. The hand in his hair was driving him insane and when you called him bunny? He couldn’t hold himself back anymore, too cute, too hot. He was eager in closing the space between you and his large hands found your waist and pulled you into him. Your tongue poked out first licking along his lower lip until he gave you the access you needed and your tongue slid against his own both pressing into each other and gliding along the sides.

He couldn’t help but groan into the kiss already feeling his excitement from having you so close. It’s crazy how everything is unfolding but he’s definitely not complaining. His face scrunched in need followed by a grunt at the way you sucked on his bottom lip as you pulled back. He followed after you wanting to bring you back into him but you just laughed pushing a finger against his wanton lips, “I think we should call it a night.”

Huh? “Huh?” He asked, clear pout evident on his face as he sat back looking down at you and what you wore. You had the prettiest expression on your face and he just wanted to gobble you up. You shrugged standing up to fix your skirt, “This was a date, right? I don’t fuck on first dates.”

He stood up nodding his head but he was so obviously down because of it. You stood next to the open door, and he whined, “But—“

“Sorry Kook. I just don’t like competition especially for a man and those girls tonight seemed pretty salty you went with me. So unless this wasn’t a date and you just wanted to have sex. We can do that but I can’t promise I’ll see you again if we do,” you were making it ultimately impossible for him to get what he wanted. You were okay with hooking up but if you did you wouldn’t want to see him again? What the fuck was that? That’s not how this is supposed to go. You’re the one who’s supposed to beg him to be with him, not the other way around! His pout didn’t disappear when he put his shoes on or stood in front of you not ready to leave yet, “Just one little kiss goodnight then.”

You stood on your tiptoed and brought him down to you and he eagerly took whatever you gave him before he was led out the door and alone in the hall. He wasn’t even in his car yet when his phone was blowing up and hoping you had a change of heart he rushed to go through it.

hobi: srry for ruining ur date :/ we all told Yeaun no but she insisted. send the bill for the table and we’ll pay since u left

hobi: did u get laid at least? that chick was fiiiiiine as hell

yeaun: called it an early night. wanna come over?

mirae: I miss u come see me :(

you: since u looked so upset when u left <3 I added a little something for u bun [attachment added]

He answered Hoseok and swiped out the other messages when he got to his car. As he waited for his engine to warm he opened your message and groaned, throwing a mini tantrum in his car and looking up at your building wishful and deeply regretting leaving. It was a picture of you in your silk pj shorts with your butt showing underneath and your arm was the only thing hiding your boobs from his view in the mirror photo. And not to sound gross or anything but he liked that he got to hang with you without fucking; God knows it’s been a long time since he hung out alone with a girl and it didn’t end in sex.

He did hate that you left him with blue balls but he still drove straight home instead of with the two girls inviting him over. He kept thinking about what you called him, bunny, mmm he did not expect to like that but he really did. Bunnies are cute and he doesn’t think he’s cute, he’s a man so he’s hot, but he did enjoy the attention you were paying him so he didn’t mind it. It even made his dick jump a little when he looked at the photo and your text where you called him bun.

“You probably left him with blue balls, asshole! I would hate to be in his position,” your friend, Jimin, said over FaceTime, “You think you’re gonna fuck a hot chick only for her to turn you down? Why’d you let him take you out then?”

“Because if he just wanted to fuck cause he’s seen my vagina on camera I didn’t want to waste my time. Now I know he’s willing to wait so that must mean he’s interested?” You shrugged laying back on your bed. Jimin nodded, “Or determined. Ooo, I wonder what will happen when he realizes how hard it is to date someone in the same profession as us.”

True. It’s the main reason you don’t really date. Jimin isn’t like you though, he’ll get a girlfriend and when they find out you’re one of the girls he’s fucked on camera they break up with him. And you promise you’re not into Jimin like that, he’s just the one who took you in and showed you how to do everything. You’ve only had sex a couple of times and only when requested by your subscribers to do a collab, and not gonna lie it’s awkward as hell.

And Jungkook was starting to realize how hard it was and he wasn’t even officially dating you yet. For one, he’s gotta watch your streams where you touch yourself and mention the word ‘bunny’ when you whine probably [hopefully] talking about him and knowing that he can’t do anything about it. Or reading all the comments he used to ignored of people talking about you in the most lewd ways and acting like he’s not even the smallest amount of jealous when you pay a little too much attention to someone else as if he hasn’t gone out for drinks with you twice already.

On top of that he’s trying to ignore every other girl who hits him up. He’s trying to stay clean and save himself until you’re ready. He doesn’t want you turning him down because he can’t keep his dick in his pants. It’s been hard but he’s doing his best, and his best is using your streams and his fist to get him off. He texting you every day, at all times asking what you were up to and honestly it was kinda cute. It was like having a needy little puppy who feeds off your attention and took whatever you gave him and essentially he was. He’d call you at night when you weren’t busy and you’d find yourself talking well past midnight where you both couldn’t stay up any longer. Even then he’d go to sleep with you asleep on his laptop.

Also, you’re starting to grow nervous. At first it wasn’t too difficult since he was hot and clearly into you but now that you’ve gotten to know him you’re afraid you like him. It’d be fine if you didn’t meet the way you did because that meant there was something you needed to talk about before deciding how far you’d take this little fling. So, you invited him over today even though you’d be live late. He was happy enough just hanging out in your bedroom while you finished up homework. “Can I get another kiss?” He asked standing over you as you did your work. He sat on the bed behind you and rested his cheek on your shoulder looking up at you.

You turned your head enough for him to lean in and your lips connected again. He smiled into the kiss as he pulled back only enough to end it but his lips still brushed over yours. With a sigh you turned away making a pout form on his face. He slumped back lip pulled between his teeth nervously at your change in attitude. Were you tired of him? He’s been in a couple relationships before his longest being a year but they were under different circumstances. Usually he was the lead but with you he found himself doing whatever you asked so he really couldn’t tell how into him you were, if you were into him at all for that matter.

“Kook,” you took a deep breath pushing your laptop away and turning toward him, “Let’s talk.” Oh no. “Okay,” he sighed.

“What are we?” You asked directly and it took him off guard. What do you mean? He blinked trying to think, “Whatever you want us to be.”

“That’s not what I’m asking,” you shook your head, “I’m asking you what are we? I want your answer, your own. Tell me what you’re thinking.” How do you not know?

He bit his lip, “Well, I wanna have sex with you and go out with you but if that’s not something you’re into then… that’s okay.”

“Is it?” You asked, raising your brows and he shook his head with a groan, “No! If you don’t wanna date me I’ll probably fucking cry because I’m that crazy about you.”

“Yeah but, do you think you can handle it?” You asked, “I’m not going to quit just because I’m going out with you.”

“You’re gonna go out with me?” He immediately perked up and you rolled your eyes reaching for his hand, “Keep up bunny. I’m saying I wouldn’t quit streaming just because I’m in a relationship.”

“T-that’s fine, I can’t expect you to,” he gnawed on his bottom lip. He already knew that would be the case but still he found himself overthinking it.

“Men are gonna comment some nasty stuff, are you sure you can handle that?” Not really. He’s been trying to but you weren’t even dating yet and he was already jealous over it. He nodded, “As long as I’m the only man who gets to see it all in person, I’m talking about Jimin too. I’d feel weird knowing my girlfriend is sleeping with someone else when I’m right here.”

You rolled your eyes but ignored the fact he knew Jimin. You forgot you’d brought him live once and Jungkook must’ve done his research. He bit his bottom lip, “And I wanna be here whenever you go live.”

You chuckled nodding your head, “Really? It gets pretty… intense.”

“I know, but I think it’d help me not feel jealous reading those comments knowing I’m right here with you.” “Well I go live tonight.” “I know.”

“Then I want a kiss from my hot boyfriend—“ and he was on top of you not caring for your laptop or textbooks and tackling you down in a needy kiss as you laughed, “Wait, wait!”

And this is the first time in Jungkook’s history that he’d be dating a girl he didn’t fuck first. It almost meant you couldn’t fuck right away since you were going live soon and it only built up even more anticipation inside him. He was excited though since you said he’d help you get ready for tonight’s stream and so far everything looked amazing.

“What do you think? Pink or white?” He looked down at the things you set out in front of him. The bunny ears and butt plugs before him like it was no big deal even if it made his dick jump in excitement. He’s never seen in the pink ones so he spoke out quicker than he meant to, “Pink.” You agreed and began looking for an outfit. When you had everything you sat on your bed and quickly got changed right in front of him. Maybe this was going to be harder than he thought cause now you were naked and he couldn’t even do anything about it. You pushed your hair behind your ears, “Now Kookie, I’m not trying to weird you out but I am gonna do something not all that appealing.”

He stared down at the three inch pinky fuzzy plug in your hand and he swears his mouth began to water. You were gonna what now?

Okay. This was going to be a lot harder than he thought, seriously. Right now you’ve instructed to sit back on your desk chair out of the camera’s view. He was already growing in his pants, it was hard not to when the girl he just called his girlfriend and the girl he watched every week get herself off were one in the same and directly in front of him. You were in a blush pink mesh bralette with little hearts covering your nipples. Your underwear was the same blush pink material and a heart was just over your pushy. He couldn’t see the tattoo yet considering you were dressed but when you got up to show your outfit it took everything in him not to groan out loud. Your underwear had a heart shape cut out where your ass started and it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen since all you could see was the ball of fuzz peaking out. He couldn’t wait to take you shopping and buy you things he’d kill to see you in—but only for his eyes.

“Who’s shoes are those in the back?” You read out loud quickly turning and finding Jungkook’s big slippers by your door. You smiled as you teased the camera pulling on your bra strap letting it slip off your shoulders. He’d almost forgotten he was actually here with you right now and not watching you on his laptop. You were beautiful and presented for him in person while the others had to see you through a screen. He was living his inner fanboy moment when he finally listened to what you were saying, “Those? They’re my boyfriend’s.”

He looked over to you as unclamped your bra and took it off teasingly. You flashed him a smile and he had to bite on his fist to keep from groaning. You read through the comments, “Is he here? Yeah, he’s just watching. Will he be on live? No not today, we haven’t talked that far.”

Fuck. Were people asking him to go live with you? Did they want to see him fuck you and were you up for it? He never realized how much he’d like that till now. He visibly gulped as you took your perfect boobs in your hands, groping at then and pushing them up against each other looking over to him every now and then. He couldn’t help but bring his hand down over his growing bulge, biting hard down on his lip when you let drool pool around your mouth and he watched as it trailed down to your tits where you began to rub it in covering them in a sheen. He was in heaven, seriously and he couldn’t help but pull the zipper of his jeans down. You watched as your boyfriend began to palm at his growing erection in your presence and it brought a smile to your face. You played with the ends of your underwear wiggling your hips more than necessary to get them off but you knew your subscribers would like that.

It didn’t take long for his cock to be in his hands. He pulled his shirt up to expose his abs and to say you were surprised would be an understatement. You’d felt his chest before through his shirt when you were making out but to actually see how far the tattoos went and how muscular he actually was? Now that was just the cherry on top. Your underwear were wet with slick when you pulled them off kicking them to Jungkook who eagerly took them. He knew you were doing this for your live but it felt like it was all for him. He held your soiled underwear to his face, eyes threatening to roll as he stuck his tongue out to lick at the patch. He could almost taste you on his tongue and it had his thighs shaking.

Your hand was between your folds now teasing up your entrance and around your clit. Your other hand was cupping one of your boobs and squeezing just how he imagined doing so himself. He could see your toes curl every time your middle finger pushed into your entrance only never making it inside. If anyone would ever tell him he’d be sitting back watching the girl of his dreams touch herself in front of him and he couldn’t do anything about it he’d probably laugh in their face. Now he’d probably be asking for a rope to really make sure he can’t touch you yet.

“How many fingers today?” You asked the camera and he found himself biting on his lip to keep him from telling you he’ll fuck you himself. You tried to acknowledge as many responses as you could and made an attempt to comply with them. Your first finger to go inside your tight cunt was your middle finger and you made sure to rub your clit on every flick of your wrist. He held your underwear tighter against his face inhaling your scent as he got himself off to the rhythm of your hand. When your ring finger joined your middle you let out a gasp and your head fell back. He imagined himself between your legs right now doing all the things that you’d like but unfortunately he was still using his hand despite being here with you.

It didn’t take you long to get close to the edge, you’ve been doing this long enough to know what worked and didn’t work for your viewers and how you could reach your orgasm quicker. Jungkook fisted his cock messily to the sound of your moans, hips lifting off your chair here and there when he tweaked his own nipple not caring if you’d catch him doing that. Maybe he wanted you to see anyway. He let go at the same time you did but unlike you he kept it to himself while you made a show of it. When he caught his breath he stuffed his cock back into its restraints despite being half hard still and tried to focus on you. His shirt was still up on his chest and he fingered the cum that painted his abs as you tried to pay attention to your live instead of him. He knew you liked it so he rubbed it into his stomach despite how gross he might’ve thought it was weeks ago.

“Alright well once again thank you to all my wonderful angels and I hope to see you all again the next stream,” you were saying your goodbyes and Jungkook was standing up not caring that his jeans fell and actually kicking them off even more when you looked up at him warily, “Don’t forget to boost this live and you can go ahead and watch it again on my channel with the membership! Uh, I think I’ll end it he—“

Jungkook closed the laptop and you reached for the camera making sure it was off. You slipped your eye mask off as you looked to him. He looked like a predator ready to catch his prey when he hovered over you on the bed grabbing your chin and bringing you to a forceful kiss. You moaned into the kiss still a little sensitive as he kissed down your body hungrily. “You have no idea how hard just watching was for me,” he muttered against your neck as his hands roamed your sides around your thighs and he was moving down, kisses between your breasts and stomach.

“You should be used to it,” you teased, running your hands through his hair as he groped your sides, “Want bunny ears?”

His head shot up, “First, yes I am used to it but you’re my girlfriend now so I could actually touch,” he looked at your pink bunny ears in thought, “Second, yes I want bunny ears.”

You giggled shooing him back as you went to get the black bunny ears that would blend in his hair. He was kneeling on the bed yanking his t-shirt off when you came back in, little fuzzy tail wiggling with each step. You jumped onto the bed legs wrapping around his as you tried to put the ears on his head while he tried to keep you up and not grind up into your bare pussy. You looked up at him, “Give me a kiss.”

He complied, laying you back down, sliding between your legs kissing you softly, he moved down your body again and you whined, “A kiss, bunny. I want a kiss.”

“And I’m gonna give you one but down here,” he kissed your rib cage down to your hip. He looked down your hip, a groan escaping his lips as he caught sight of the red ink. The same red ink he put on your body himself only wishing he could’ve been able to follow. The words ‘bite me’ just over the crease where your hip and thigh met and with your legs up he was able to kiss along your skin until his mouth drew open and nibbled your thigh making you giggle, “Sorry I had to.”

His bunny ears moved a little when he dipped down to your pelvis kissing on your smooth skin not yet to your clit yet. Your hips wiggled and he smiled dipping down to the hood of your clit nudging it with his chin as he got comfortable between your legs, erection flat against the bed. He ran his chin down to press his nose against your exposed cunt and you had a newfound appreciation for bunny noses like his. You bucked your hips into his face but he didn’t stop his teasing. You felt the tips of his fingers begin to push against your folds and pulling them back to give him even more room to work with. You tugged on his hair a little too hard but he found himself biting back a grunt as he looked up at you with fucked out eyes, “Hurry up bunny.”

With your lips spread apart he was able to gently flatten his tongue along your wet, cum covered, cunt and lick a strip up to your clit. He moaned against your cunt letting his tongue lap up your old release in ecstasy. You were bunching the covered in your hands and his eyes caught the action letting his tongue dip into your fine and nose brush against your clit. His eyes rolled as he tugged on your wrists and secured it into his hair and forcing you to pull. When you got the hint and tugged he took a deep breath and flicked his tongue quicker. Your legs were up m, knees bent and shaking and it urged him to apply pressure onto your wet oust and shake his hand with your wiggling hips.

He held your thighs on his shoulders as you took control bucking your hips and fucking his tongue. He reached over them to hold your pussy lips back sucking harshly on whatever release appeared in front of him. It sounded nasty, the sucking sound of his lips on your cunt and anytime he went too down he nudged on your plug making you moan, “Yes! Right there bunny, more, please!”

He went faster, nose rutting against your clit while his tongue licked along your inner walls trying to bring you closer to release but he was so close to cumming again on his own that he’s not sure how much longer he could eat you out without letting go himself. He pulled his mouth away with a gasp for air and you bit your lip at the sight of drool or wetness connecting his mouth to your core still. He spit down on your pussy making you twitch and he was crawling up your body again.

He was tugging off his briefs licking your neck, “I need to fuck you, right now.” He was messy, placing kisses all over your body and face as he struggled to yank them off. You covered his face with your hand pushing him back gently, “Slow your roll Kook. Come here.”

He whined, cock still bumping into your pussy and trying to get some friction by grinding against you instead, “Please, I am so worked up Angel.”

“But I want your dick in my mouth,” you looked up at him with innocent wide eyes catching him off guard and making him sit up almost immediately. You sat up watching him nod eagerly as you pushed him back just enough for him to need to put his hands down to keep him up. His feet were still under his butt and he sat back on his haunches but he spread them apart letting his cock spring free and right to you.

You were teasing, raking your long nails along the ridges of his abs and down his visible V-line making his stomach tense with anticipation and excitement. His hips tried to push his cock closer to you but you pushed them back down, “Nuh uh, you gotta stay still bun.”

He groaned rolling his eyes and whined, “Why!” You spit on his cock making him wince as you brushed your nose against the length of his stuff dick. You let your tongue licked a strip up the side and down between his balls making him bite onto his lip when you ignored him. When he looked down at the way you arched your back and wiggled your ass making the tail move he was bucking his hips again groaning when you flicked his inner thigh in warning. He apologized and looked back to you, your tongue stiffened as it traveled back up and prodded the slit on his cock. He could see his pre-cum release on your tongue while your hands took hold of his member and using the spit as lube you worked him up and down.

“Baby, please I love this,” he whined when your tongue flicked his slit faster going further around his tip and letting it soak in drool and pre-cum, “B-but I need to be inside you, ahh fuck—“

You took him into your mouth without warning and he hit the back of your throat. You visibly gagged and let your jaw open wider as you let him fuck your throat, hips stuttered as he continued to apologize, “I’m s-sorry, I’m gonna cum please…”

He was towering over you keeping your face pushed as his knees dug into the mattress for support as he tried to fuck your throat. His eyes locked on your tail wishing he could tug on it but he knew he couldn’t, instead he ran his hands over your back trying to keep you there but it was short lived, “Fuck, fuck, fuc—hey!”

You giggled as he whined but his hips still twitched. Your hands were gripping his base, squeezing too much to get him to release but he couldn’t when you sat up, “Don’t you wanna cum in my pussy?”

Shit. He let you push him back, legs coming out in front of him and snuggling into the pillows, “Are you sure I can?” He was looking at you with lips parted and a soft expression hands guiding you to sit on his lap. You nodded as you reached into your nightstand taking the bottle of warm lube out of it. He watched licking his lips as you squirted some onto his cock rubbing it in making him wince, “Please, do so—“

He’s cut off by you sinking down onto his cock abruptly, both your moans combining up in the air. With all the lube you applied and the stretch you gave yourself earlier on your own live had done enough to make the glide into your pussy easier.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” he whimpers when you just tighten around his dick, sliding up and down on his cock. “Baby, fuck!” How were you so tight? The second he felt the ring of your hymen he was holding his breath with how warm and tight you were. He could feel every bump and texture and it felt like your inside were quite literally sucking him in.

For a second you had almost forgotten about Jungkook, too lost in your own pleasure over how well he filled you up. When you looked down at him you were surprised to find his brows knitted together almost looking in pain making you come to a complete stop unaware of your unintentional cock warning making him growl. “What’s wrong?” You asks, voice laced with worry.

“Nothing,” he pants, relief relaxing your body. “I just- shit, I wanna last longer for you, and I’m not gonna be able to if you keep doing that-”

This time it was your turn to feel confused and you held yourself up to keep himself from fucking into you, “Doing what, bunny?” He whined trying to get you to take him in again. You did as he wanted warily and he was knitting his brows together again, “Squeezing so tight, feels like my dick’s gonna be stuck.”

He’s so good with his words despite looking slow, his words drove straight to your cube and he smiled when he felt it twitch onto him riding your hips. You leaned down letting his hands grip your ass as he guided you. You reach up to kiss him, gentle and sweet. “My perfect, good bunny.” You praises him. He wanted to turn you over and fuck you with those words rough and needy since he was so close but your words drove him insane. Why did he absolutely love you riding him like your life depended on it?

“Fuck, I can’t Y/n,” he pushed you off shaking his head as you felt onto the bed with a squeak. He made your hips go up and pushed your face into the mattress, “I have been dreaming about fucking you for weeks now and I can’t wait anymore,” He responds before rudely thrusting his cock into making you yelped.

“Ahh,” your face was in the bedding as he slapped your ass letting out a growl again pounding into your sopping cunt. He was so close, he’d been thinking about this for weeks literally watching you fuck your own pussy wishing it was him so what was he supposed to do?

Your moans are doubled when he starts rutting into you leaning down aso he could cup your breasts, pinching your nipples between his fingers and playing with your tits.

“Oh my god- Jungkook!” He yanked on your hair making the bunny ears limp to one side as his band fell over his eyes. You were pulled into his chest as fucked you from behind feeling your tail rub against his pelvis,“Come for me, please, Y/n, please,” he begs sweetly before kissing your neck using all his efforts to make you cum, his own dick about to burst.

His arm wrapped around your throat and you gripped his forearm, nails digging in creating a burning sensation that had him hissing along with the pleasure shooting through him from the way your pussy clenched. He lifted his bunny ears fixing them as he sniffed your neck and pulling you back onto his lap as he sat back. “Fuck!” You yelled out his name, hips stuttering as your release painted his cock with cum, his lap being too sticky with spit, cum, and lube. He let you fall forward panting tiredly and he eased himself out of you still hard and angry.

He lay down next to you on his back while you were still with your ass up and crashed down on the bed. He kissed your shoulder, his bunny ears hitting your face and you smiled. You let your hand go to his cock again still sticky and wet from all the liquids you’ve protruded and used it to begin to pump his cock. He was whining again, face in your neck, “Plea… please.”

“Please what, bunny?” You asked leaning down to kiss his hair as your wrist found rhythm and your fist tightened and loosened at the right times, “You fucked me so good but you still haven’t cum.”

He nodded agreeing with you all pouty faced again and it warmed your heart. You never got to be this soft with guys. If they watched your lives they commented degrading things pushing you to submission but you didn’t mind it. You just always wanted to be the one taking the lead. You liked that even though he was big and intimidating he was really just a big soft boy wanting to be told he’s doing his best. “Come on baby, let go,” you urged him as he kept nuzzling his face against you and you were practically spooning him now.

He nodded little whined coming out as he let go abruptly, spurts of cum covering your hand and his stomach. You smiled warmly as he tried to grab your arm and pull you toward him to kiss. He hugging trying to pull you as close to him as he could and you let him basically drag you around into whatever position he wanted to cuddle you in. You managed to take the plug out when he was too distracted and felt much more comfortable in his arms now. He kissed you softly, “That was the best fuck I’ve ever had and the wait was worth the hell you out me through.”

You rolled your eyes at his exaggeration. First of all you didn’t making him wait that long it’s not your fault he was fucking his fist to you way before you reconnected. Who knew you’d be fucking your tattoo artist and biggest fan?

“Also, I wanna fuck you live.”

Huh?

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