Better Than Me?

Better than me?

better than me? — min yoongi

summary "she not a hoe, but she freaky for me" and “she know she ain’t gon find that nigga that beat that pussy wetter than me”

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everyone on campus thinks you're soooo innocent, and that you're no match for yoongi's ways. they also want you, desperately, and think you'd drop yoongi in a heartbeat for them. if only they knew how wrong they are.

pairing freak!fratboy!yoongi x "innocent"!freak!campusheartthrob!reader

genre smut and college au

contents oral m. receiving, reader’s “innocent” but little does everybody knowwwww, idk jus read it i don’t wanna spoil it, there is a facial tho ..

warnings reader is a referred to as a girl

words 1k n sum

notes hey… how y’all doing … this is gonna be a series LMAO this one lil blowjob ain't enough to explore their relationship.

notes2 inspired by the song “better than me” by q money 😁

notes3 not beta-d or proofread LMAO i don’t like readin my works. also my first time writing a bj so if it’s ass then… yeah.

this is glitchin on tumblr app so if the ending seems funky.. jus go on tumblr . com and read it there..

reblogs with comments are my favorite thing so..yeah. anyway enjoy!

saying you’re the most wanted girl on campus would be an understatement, to be honest. you’re literally her.

to put it in words, you could fuck a different person every night for a month, and you’d still have people who hadn’t gotten a chance with you. 

but you don’t. you only have eyes for yoongi, the president of the most popular frat on campus, and your pretty boyfriend. everyone on campus is honestly just a background character when it comes to you and yoongi. you two are just in your own world. 

you love showing each other off; you’re basically glued at the hip when not in class, and it’s so fucking nice. there’s just one downside, though.

people have their .. misconceptions about you two. some people think yoongi’s fucking other people on the side, and others think you’re too innocent to even give in to the hoards of people that want a chance with you. the latter comes up once again at a party at seokjin’s frat.

“she’s too sweet for you, i promise.” seokjin jokes before he throws his drink back, downing the alcohol in his red cup. 

“mhm.” yoongi nods. he’s learned to stop arguing with people. you don’t say anything, instead smiling slightly as the other people in the room laugh like they know the first thing about you and yoongi’s relationship. you have to suppress a full body laugh at how wrong they are.

it’s actually insane, the way people just assume you’re not down for yoongi’s depraved ways. like you and yoongi didn’t fuck in an empty classroom once. like you two don’t have a tradition of fucking in bathrooms at frat parties.

it’s so insane that yoongi can’t help but bring it up as you sink to your knees for him in seokjin’s room.

“you’re my innocent little thing, huh?” 

“far from it, min.” you sigh, dropping down to your knees and flipping your hair over your shoulder, looking up at him through your lashes. your tongue pokes out to lick at his pretty tip, already leaking with pre-cum.

“fuck, that’s it.” he groans, head falling back onto the door. you’re so good with your mouth, know how to work him up and make him bust to easily, and you always use it to your advantage.

you know he likes when you wrap your around the base and swirl your tongue around his tip, pull off and slap it against your tongue like you’re doing now. he’s always pleasured into huffs and puffs at first, but then when you take him back in your mouth and start to bob your head, it feels almost impossible not to speak.

“my pretty, dirty little thing. look so pretty on your knees like this.” you moan through a mouthful of cock, taking more and more of him until you’re flush with the hand wrapped around the base of his cock, keeping him there and swallowing around him. 

“fuck.” he’s so ruined already, hands threading into your hair to gain some semblance of sanity that you’ve so mercilessly ripped out from under him. you’re a pro at this, know just what buttons to press and which ways to flick your tongue. 

you pull off, lick a fat stripe right up his cock, eyes flitting back up to his just to see his fucked out expression.

“i just know seokjin would hate to walk in on us. he’d be devastated.” yoongi isn’t oblivious to the fact that seokjin so clearly wants you, and all his taunting is just to get you with him.

“and i’d keep going. show him who’s mouth this really is.” 

“god, you’re fucking perfect.” is all he can moan, hands gripping just a little tighter at your hair. 

“yeah?” you ask, licking another perfect stripe up his oh-so-sensitive shaft.

“yeah.” he huffs shakily, “wonder what everyone would think if they saw you on your knees like this, taking dick down this pretty throat.” he’s fucking groaning, driven crazy by your “pretty fucking mouth ‘n your pretty fuckin throat.”

“think they’d be so surprised, yoongi.” you entertain his fantasies as you take him deeper than before, so turned on by just giving your boyfriend head and listening to him talk.

“yeah.” he nods, smoothing your hair softly, such a blatant contrast from his dick inches down your throat. you can feel him start throbbing in your mouth, can feel his cock twitching under you hand still wrapped around him. 

“you gonna cum, baby? gonna cum all over your innocent little girlfriend’s face?”

“fuck, yeah. my innocent little girlfriend.” he nods through a laugh, humored at his words juxtaposing with the sight in front of him. body tensing up as you stroke him, twisting your wrist just the way he likes. “not so innocent now, huh baby? gonna make you a fuckin’ mess.”

he’s so close, and when you tilt your head up, get yourself all ready to be his pretty little thing, all covered in his cum, he fucking busts, hot cum spurting all over your face, making you the fucking mess he said he would. 

“so fucking pretty when you cum.” you gasp, eyes fixed on his face before you have to close them.

“my pretty, dirty little thing.” he huffs in awe, shaking and shivering as you jerk him dry, milk him for every last drop of cum, get as messy as you possibly can. 

and he’s not done with you. before the aftershakes are even gone, he’s pulling his phone out to take a picture, one of many he has of you on your knees in a random place on campus, pretty face covered in cum. 

"smile, baby." he coos, and you do. you see the flash go off behind your closed lids, and then he's picking up one of seokjin's shirts off his dresser, wiping your face with it.

once you can finally open your eyes, you’re meeting his gaze. 

on your way out of the room, you stop and look around the room, making sure yoongi has seokjin’s .. ruined shirt.

"i got it." yoongi smiles, seemingly reading your mind.

"good." you smile back. "can't have everyone knowing our business, you know? it takes away the fun."

he agrees. and when you and your boyfriend make your way back to the party, everyone is none the wiser.

bts rec fic angsty

BTS fic recs that turn you into angsty mush [smut, angst]

You know, the angsty, heart wrenchingly beautiful ones. Alt Title: I like to torture myself with emotions bc I have none otherwise.

All romance/smut (Nam2Seok are my bros so no fic recs for them, sorry!). And sorry in advance, angst requires wooooords so these are all long af but so worth it.

🚙 OT7

The Road to You by @bonvoyagenoona​ [series, complete] - all of the things, Odyssey of boyfriends This is my favorite fic I’ve read. I think about it all the time and have reread it a couple of times. Seriously if you love angst, you can’t pass this one up.

✨ Jungkook

Falling by @starshapedkookie​ [one-shot, 31.4k] - soulmate/destiny au Absolutely brilliant take on soulmate universe. Who says your soulmate isn’t someone you choose? This story is brutally angsty and so worth the emotional turmoil. I think about this fic’s concept of soulmate choice so so much and I love the way this ends.

all that glitters by @aquagustd​ (ft. Yoongi) [one-shot, 66k lol] - fuckboy Jungkook This story absolutely tore me apart. Think angst, then multiply it by 1000. I felt that achey emptiness you feel after reading a good book with a happy sad ending.

scattered stars & collision by @taegularities​ [two-shot, 22.5k] - enemies to lovers, soulmates, magical au Love this concept - it’s a really interesting take on Romeo & Juliet. And it’s so beautifully written - full of magical forest imagery and star crossed lovers.

Grapejuice by @starshapedkookie​ (ft. Tae) [one-shot, 36k] - art school au This story is so angsty and kinda just everything. It reminded me of the art students in Neverthless. on Netflix.

Lone Blue Egg by @foxymoxynoona​ [series, complete, read on AOW] - bird hybrid au, penguin Koo Rana is the absolute best with all her chaotic energy. And Koo is so cute once he gets his shit together. Plus all the bird humor. noot noot.

This Mortal Coil by @jinfizz​ [one-shot, 40k] - wolf au, alpha Jungkook, idiots to lovers, friends to lovers Phenomenal writing and story telling. I liked watching these two dummies be oblivious until they couldn’t avoid the inevitable. This was actually the first long BTS fic I read on Tumblr and it got me hooked.

The Boy with Galaxies in his Eyes by @oddinary4bts​​ [one-shot, 52.9k] - idol!au, fwb to lovers Beautiful story about two people who are not ready for a relationship but they find their perfect person anyway (and fight it a lot on the way).

💔 Taehyung

tales of broken hearts by @taegularities​ [one-shot, 24.8k] - exes to lovers, childhood sweethearts Rid is the angsty heartwrenching fic master. I’m slowly working my way through her masterlist. The emotional descriptions in this fic make you feel all of the things. It made me feel like I was watching all of my favorite romance dramas.

paris in the rain by @kookskingdom​ [one-shot, 24k] - strangers to lovers The perfect Paris Tae moment. This story is perfect and so hopelessly romantic and has all the Paris visuals. I love this couple so damn much.

Paper Cranes by @aquaminwrites​ [one-shot, 18.3k] - best friends to lovers Goodness, this one hits all the feels. It has all those angsty longing vibes and this Tae is the ultimate romantic and I live for his long game!

Complete Faith by @daechwitatamic​ [series, 50k] - coworkers to lovers This story absolutely broke me - in a good way I swear. I loved how the characters had their own previous relationship baggage and personal trauma and how they helped each other grow but they also needed to grow individually for this relationship to work.

Kick Up the Fire and Let the Flames Break Loose by @ffion451​ (ft. Yoongi) [series, complete] - enemies to lovers, strangers to lovers A truly phenomenal and angsty story. I don’t have enough words for how OC & Tae’s relationship makes me feel. Also, Taehyung has the biggest BDE and D. The smut in this is unparalleled. (And honestly, I think about this Tae way to often for it to be normal. Like weekly, Ffi. Weekly.)

starstruck by @sugalaritae​ (ft. Yoongi) [series, ongoing] - barista!Tae, unistudent!Yoongi I love how this story dives into anxious thought patterns and not feeling worthy enough for a relationship for so many reasons and for all of the characters. (I’m still rooting for Tae! But also hope Yoongi gets it together.)

rewriting love by @kooktrash​ [one-shot, 12.3k] - webtoon character Tae, soulmates This concept is genius. Star-crossed soulmates destined to live in parallel universes. Your heart will ache after reading this.

💘 Jimin

all of you by @writtenwhalien​ [series, complete] - friends to lovers, ceo Jimin The way the characters are written made me immediately invested in their lives. I was in love, heartbroken, angry for them. Their love is too pure and made my insides flutter.

Serendipity by @sopebubbles​ (ft. Jungkook) [series, complete] - idol au This is so ARMY! It’s written so realistically you can hear the members and just know they would also be making those jokes. And it’s also way too realistic you might hate some of the characters I’m still mad.

of stars erased by @fantasybangtan​ [two-shot, 39.7k] - dystopian Beautiful Romeo & Juliet kind of fic meets apocalypse. Jimin is the sweetest angel and such a little hopeless romantic.

Raise the Barre by @kpopfanfictrash​​ [series, complete] - enemies to lovers, dance academy au I love the theme of sweet Jimin who’s supposed to be this evil rival. This enemies to lovers is so addicting I finished it all in one night.

🎵Yoongi

Countermelody by @bonvoyagenoona​ [series, complete] - enemies to friends to lovers, music producer!Yoongi Okaay. Literally everything about this is incredible. So many existential crises. So much oc angst and figuring out what she wants. Plus producer rapline and a story all about love for music. 10/10.

Away From You by @personasintro​ [series, ongoing] - divorce au, ceo Yoongi This Yoongi is one of my all-time favorites. OC and Yoongi have such a fraught love story that you’re both rooting for them and hoping they break it off at the same time (at least I did). 

VEXED by @taleasnewastime​ [one-shot, 34.5k] - famous actress reader, strangers to lovers This one is a little less love story angsty and more personal angst. OC’s a famous actress who got dumped and things aren’t going so well but in walks our angel Yoongi. Plus super sweet snack bonding.

give yourself a try by @miscelunaaa​ [two-shot, 24.7k] - plus size female reader, coworkers to lovers So much pining, insecurities, internalized fat phobia. This one has the angst and a knight in shining armor Yoongi to the rescue. Loved this story! Plus a The 1975 fic title, what should I say - ugh! this must be my dream. (sorry I had to.)

Back it up

back it up  - myg

pairing: producer yoongi x female reader (established relationship)

genre: smut, fluff

mdni!

summary: after a long day of work, yoongi tries to find a way to make the both of you relax, what better than recording your moans to go on his backing track. 

warnings: yoongi is lowkey a workaholic but will do anything for reader, spanking, overstimulation if you squint, unprotected sex, recording of moans, little bit of dry humping, dom! yoongi, dirty talk, they should totally get married, the softest yoongi ever

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Friend-zone

╰┈➤ Friend - Zone | Kim Taehyung.

✎PAIRING: Kim Taehyung x Fem! Reader

✎SUMMARY: he’s got money to spend, and you’re right there. Sitting all pretty for him.

✎WARNINGS: unprotected penetrative sex(wrap it before you tap it!), dom!tae, sub!reader, oral (f&M receiving), fWB,overstimulation, titty licking because he’s obsessed with her breasts, spoiled reader, unintentional sugar daddy tae.

Unedited as I was falling asleep while writing this lol

He’s so hot, and he knows it. That fucker knows exactly what he does to you, because there’s absolutely no reason for him to be sitting across you looking into your eyes with heavy lids, clearly sexually frustrated. You’re not sure why though, was it the skimpy little silky red dress? Or was it the black lace adorning the hems of it, laying perfectly against your chest? Perhaps it was your wavy dark hair? No, could it be your siren gaze? Or maybe it was the way your foot left your black louboutin, dragging itself up his leg and resting in between his thighs. Glancing down, he could see the diamond glazed fish nets, and fuck, did it drive him absolutely crazy.

You were evil for this. Licking your pretty peachy lips, caramel skin glistening under the low lighting of the fancy restaurant your friends decided on. But he wasn’t any better, sitting across you in his all black slacks. Black button up, sleeves rolled up to show off his gold Rolex perhaps? First few buttons undone, revealing his chest. He was dressed black head to toe aside from that damned stupid watch. Fuck.

Smirking as secretly at him as you can, you sucked onto the straw of your cocktail, enjoying the slight burn of the drink. He swallowed, licking his bottom lip as he pocked his cheek with his tongue. His hand, the one with the damned watch, disappeared under the table, fingers gently skimming your clothed skin. Earning an unexpected gasp of you.

“Everything okay?” Jungkook leaned over to you, concern prominent in his voice.

“Everything is perfect.”

Brows furrowing for a second, he shrugged, turning back to the rest of the group as taehyung continued to gaze at you confidently, challenging you in a sense as his long finger hooked into one of the holes of your fishnets, bare finger on your hot skin. What an incredibly hot asshole.

Blinking gently, you smirked brazenly.

“Kook? Would you mind taking me home, I’ve had a few drinks I really wouldn’t want to risk going out anywhere by myself.” You called out to Jungkook, eyes never daring to leave taehyungs darkened ones.

“Of course-“

“That’s okay kook, I’ll bring her home since I’m going anyway.”

Once again Jungkooks brows furrowed cutely, and you felt bad for the poor boy, “are you okay with that Y/N?”.

“Yes kookie, I’ll be fine.” You smiled at him sweetly. Getting up out of your seat as taehyungs hand laid on the small of your back, urging you to walk forward.

You couldn’t help it. Being a tease like this was only the result of his own actions. Him flirting with that overly beautiful waitress, and you getting jealous. It didn’t make sense, because to everyone else, the pair of you were just best friends. And though it didn’t actually give you any certain kind of dibs, he was fucking you on a down low. Every day, every night, every morning. It’s not like he was yours to claim, or like you actually had the right of be jealous, because he wasn’t anything more than that. Sex.

Sure he was your best friend, but you can’t claim your best friend as your own. Unless of course, you’re in a relationship on the low-low. Sure friends with benefits is a thing, but it’s no real relationship. Just sex. It’s not like you don’t think Tae was relationship worthy, because he was. If anything he’s one of those guys you hear women dream of, but you? You were nothing but a girl who loved living in the moment, you loved skimpy clothes and loud music. You loved cold alcoholic drinks on a private jet, and enjoyed the luxury life.

Could you afford the luxury life by yourself? No. Could your best friend? Yes.

It’s not like you were using him, you never intended for him to spend his money on you. That’s the last thing you wanted. But somehow, you went from fucking, to cuddling, to being with each other twenty four seven, which essentially meant Taehyung got attached, meaning everywhere tae went, you had to follow. Private restaurant boots, expensive little dresses, a whole rack of louboutins. Handbags ranging from Chanel to Moncler. Pearls of all colours and sizes, gold watches, Swarovski’s finest cut diamond necklaces. Anything you laid your eyes on, taehyung bought it.

Matter of fact, this little dress your wearing, he bought it. A Vera wang creation you set your eyes on right after he fucked you in the backseat of his car in a parking lot. How classy.

Taehyung only wanted what’s best for you, as someone who means the world to him. As someone who he sees marrying in the future. God he loved you so much. He wasn’t sure wether that was reciprocated, though it didn’t necessarily matter so long as you were by his side. Friends with benefits or not. He didn’t care. You could have all his money, all his cars, everything you wanted. You had access to all of his cars, each day you could drive any one of them. You had the key to his house, some of your stuff in his closet. Basically very domestic, just not labelled.

Money was never a big thing for taehyung, he’s had enough of it to last a lifetime. Which meant he only needed someone to spend it other than himself, and then you came along, and he immediately knew his worth became yours. Every two weeks on the dot, he’d hand you his card, and have his driver bring you to your nail appointments. Every couple months he’d ask you if you wanted to do something new with your hair, and as of recently he went as far as to ask if you genuinely loved the little wooden cabin in the forest you saw on the internet, the very next day bringing you a confirmation letter of buying it in your name.

So that brings you here, hollowing your cheeks as you let him use your mouth however he pleased. It wasn’t that you felt like you had to do it, no. You wanted him to do it, you needed him to do it. You genuinely believed you wouldn’t survive it if he didn’t touch your body in some way. You loved having him use your body, and you loved him in general. It was a win-win situation.

“Fuck baby,” he grunted, pulling himself out of your mouth, “on the bed love spread your legs for me.”

Like the obedient girl you are, you laid on the bed, left in nothing but your Swarovski diamond clustered fishnets, legs wide open for him as he crawled up the bed menacingly. Staring at your clothed pussy hungrily, like a starved man. He could see the little wet patch against the material of your red thong and it drove him wild.

Taehyung was a man of patience for many things, but not in this case. His patience always seemed to be on the whim when it came to getting a taste of you, which is what lead him to ripping the expensive yet extremely fragile material to shreds. Exposing a large enough hole around your pussy. His finger hooked into the material of the thong, pulling it to the side.

Almost like he was making out, he sucked into each lip of your pussy with a mouthful of sugar. So sweet and gentle, absolutely devouring your pussy whole. His tongue ran laps up, from the bottom to the top. Flicking little motions upwards onto your clit as you began to sign, his tongue alternating between sucking and flicking, building a pace of movement, a rhythm. It was insane how fast he could get you breathless, hands desperately clutching onto the sheets of his bed.

His finger slipped inside your seeping hole, god you could feel yourself dripping down your ass, surely making a mess of his sheets. With his mouth suckling on your clit, tongue flicking your nub and finger pushing in and out of you, you were moaning like your life depended on it.

“Tae fuck,” your sighs were so sweet, so high pitched and breathy god he loved it.

His finger hooked inside you, picking up his pace as your hips began moving against his mouth, begging for your sweet, divine release, “shit please just fuck me tae.”

“Impatient hm?” He chuckled, kissing his way from your pussy to your throat, sucking sweet little spots of bruise here and there.

“Make me cum baby” you held his face in your hands, staring deeply in his dark eyes.

“Ah don’t do this to me beautiful” his forehead rested against yours, hand tugging on his hard cock.

Both of your eyes focused on his dick, the way it rubbed up and down your wet pussy, foreheads still pressed against each other and your hand still resting around the back of his head. Slowly, he pushed the tip in. Looking at your reaction as he bottomed out, eyes shutting tightly as you gasped, fingers tangling in his long locks. He swore he’s never seen a more beautiful and majestic creature like you. No human, anything, could ever amount to the beauty you hold for him. You were his everything.

He took his time with you, thrusting slowly in and out, building you up as you cling onto him, one of your legs rested against his waist, deepening the angle of his thrusts. He started building it up, going faster, his thrusts somehow reaching deeper each time he dragged out and back inside. He could see himself inside you, kissing your cervix each time he came back inside. It was amazing. Just how well your bodies connected.

A few more thrusts of his quick and ruthless thrusts and you were arching into him, moaning his name like a chant, nails dragging around his back as you came. He chased his high right after you, thrusts becoming sloppy as he finally let go. Face nuzzled in your neck as you ran your fingers through his hair. It was peaceful, serene.

“Wanna go on a cruise with me?” He asked, kissing your neck softly.

“Sure why not” you giggled as he started pecking your face all over.

“As my girlfriend” he followed up, your eyes widening, unsure if you heard him correctly.

“As your girlfriend?”

“Yes”

“Tae, are you messing with me?”

“No baby, I want to do everything with you… as my girlfriend. Wife. Whatever. I just want you to be mine.”

Smiling to yourself, you hold his face in your hands, staring deeply in his eyes, “of course baby, but pull out of me now we need to shower. We reek of sex.”

He smirks at you, pulling out and drawing a hiss from both of you from the overstimulation,

“I love shower sex.”

AN: y’all better help me figure out how to end Drabbles because I’m always lost lol.

No recreation, translation or copying of any form of my works is permitted!!

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All bite, no bark

All Bite, No Bark 🔞🔞🔞

Summary: You’ve been in a loving relationship with Jimin for the past three years. You’ve never wanted anything more than him, until lately when your heart has been swayed by Namjoon. You try to hide, but as always, Jimin knows you better.

Genre: Smut, fluff.

Tags: non-idol au, threesome (lol obviously), lap dance, thigh grinding, oral (m and f. receiving), edging, breeding kink (f.), hand kink, praise kink, unprotected sex, creampies, multiple orgasms, sub space, aftercare!!!!!!

W/C: 4237 (4.2k)

A/N: Welcome to hell babes. Hope you packed sunscreen <3

If there’s one thing you love and hate about Jimin, it’s that you can’t hide anything from him.

You see, you’re madly in love with Jimin. He’s perfect for you in terms of personality, you fit like two pieces of a puzzle, especially in the bedroom. But lately, you have to admit your gaze has been straying.

“Oh, fuck’s sake.” Namjoon curses, missing his shot again. 

The boys laugh, including Jimin, who is leaning against his pool cue. He smiles at you brightly, proud of you for winning against Namjoon. You glance at him, smiling, but you are admittedly quite distracted.

It’s not meant to be like this. It’s just a gathering of you and your boyfriend’s friends at your place. Jimin’s friends have been nothing but respectful to you since day one, and yet here you are, throwing it back in their faces.

Your eyes flicker to Namjoon’s formal attire. He’s dressed in a crisp white shirt whose sleeves are rolled up out of the way and a set of black trousers. All the boys are dressed in some variation of that, having just returned from Namjoon’s cousin’s wedding. You would’ve gone with, but you had to work late tonight so instead you invited them over for some drinks and a game of pool to make up for being unable to go. It’s nothing you haven’t seen before. So why do your eyes keep flickering to the veins lining Namjoon’s arms, and the way his big, strong hands grip the edges of the pool table? 

It’s not even like it’s the first time you’ve seen the boys in suits. They wear them all the time! You can’t even recall the number of times you have tied Jimin’s tie for him, with your lover insisting he can do it himself every time. But it’s a front, Jimin always just tilts his head down with a loving smile and lets you do it. Just like now, you glance at him, smiling at you completely unaware.

It’s not like you do it on purpose, but it’s been eating away at you slowly. Every time Namjoon comes over for dinner, you see his wide shoulders trapped in a hoodie and it undoes something in your chest. Every time you hear Namjoon’s deep, reassuring voice as he and Jimin talk about their worries over a glass of wine. Every time Namjoon comes close to you, putting a hand on your shoulder as he passes or brushing the small of your back to get around you. And God, don’t even begin to think about all the times Namjoon comes over, helping put together furniture in nothing but a fitted tee and skinny jeans – or all the times he and Jimin come back from the gym, both of their muscles shining with sweat.

“Babe?” Jimin whispers, and you look at him. Jimin sees the conflict in your eyes and pulls you away from the group. He cups your face with one hand, stroking your cheekbone with his thumb. Even that reminds you of Namjoon, as your traitorous mind wonders what it would feel like if that were his hand instead. You try to pull away, but Jimin holds you in place. His eyes wander over your face. “Are you okay? You look tired.”

“See, I told you that angle was wrong!” Namjoon teases Seokjin, who is now agonizing over the less than ideal shot he just took. You glance at Namjoon, who catches your eye. You see his smile waver, like he can tell you’re worried. You look away from him and back to Jimin, your partner of three years, and guilt pangs your heart. You don’t know how to explain this to Jimin, how to tell him you’ve been dreaming about another man.

“I’m okay, baby.” You reassure Jimin with a fake smile, pulling back. You glance at the chip bowl, which is now almost empty. “I’ll go get some chips.” You say, more to yourself than to anyone else.

You walk over to the small kitchen in your basement, only a few metres away from the pool table. You rummage through the snack drawer, trying to decide if you should refill the same flavour or another flavour.

“Y/N, where’s the—” Namjoon’s voice starts, way too close to you.

You jump back, startled to find Namjoon right beside you. Namjoon looks surprised, but is still holding an empty can of beer in hand. Knowing what he’s asking you for, you open the fridge and pass him a new beer without looking.

“Are you okay?” Namjoon asks, craning his head to get a better look at you. His hand reaches out for your arm and you can’t take it anymore.

“Can—” You start, louder than you mean to be. A few paces away, the others’ heads turn. You catch a glimpse of Jimin’s worried expression before you look away. You take a step backwards. “Can you not come close to me please?” You whisper.

A long moment passes, and you dare to glance up at Namjoon. It’s worse than you expected – he looks hurt. Namjoon scratches the back of his neck, putting a nervous smile on his face. “Sorry.” He says simply, then turns and walks back to the pool table. The others exchange glances, wondering what happened between the two of you, but then go back to the game.

You think you’re in the clear until later that evening, as the boys are leaving. “Namjoon, can you give me a hand with something before you go?” Jimin says, sliding an arm around your waist.

Namjoon looks confused, then nods. “Yeah, what’s up?” He asks, coming over.

“Want us to wait outside for you?” Hoseok offers to Namjoon.

Jimin waves Hoseok off. “It’s cold out, you guys go first. I’ll call Namjoon a cab when we’re done.”

The others nod, not questioning Jimin’s words. Namjoon himself looks confused as to what Jimin needs him for, but if he has a problem with being held back, he doesn’t show it.

“Bye Y/N!” Taehyung yells as they leave. 

“Thanks for having us!” Jungkook smiles, and you smile back nervously. The door shuts with a final, damning click.

You glance between Namjoon and Jimin, who are both looking at you now. Namjoon looks between the two of you like he’s trying to piece together what’s going on. “Did you need something, Y/N?” Namjoon asks.

“No.” 

“Yes.” 

You look at Jimin, who answered yes for you. There’s a strange look in Jimin’s eyes, amused but at the same time something darker. Lust. You realize.

“Y/N wanted to give you a good night kiss, but was too shy to ask in front of the others.” Jimin says, not looking away from you. You feel his hand tighten at your waist.

You look at Namjoon, who looks slightly dumbstruck. You see his cheeks fill with pink, and your own face feels like it’s on fire. 

“Babe, you can’t just say things like that!” You say, scandalized.

“Why? It’s true you want him, don’t you?” Jimin says simply, like he’s talking about the weather.

You want to cry. You grab Jimin’s hand, feeling like your whole world might crumble if you don’t hold onto him now. “No. I-I never— please, baby.” You say.

Jimin blinks, his expression softening at the fear in your expression. “It’s okay. I know this has been building for a while babe.” Jimin explains, and you feel like dirt for being caught. Jimin sees your face redden in shame, and then turns to Namjoon. “Be honest, hyung. You think Y/N’s beautiful, don’t you?”

Namjoon looks at the ground, then at you. “I do.” He mumbles.

Jimin looks back at you, unphased. “Then what’s the problem? We’re all adults here.” You’re stunned. You never thought Jimin would be okay with you having sexual thoughts about Namjoon. You and Namjoon open your mouths in unison, but Jimin cuts you off. “I have one condition though.”

You try to speak again, but Namjoon cuts you off this time. “Anything.” He says, and you look at him, bewildered. The Namjoon you find looking back at you is now nothing like the Namjoon you know. There’s a hunger in his eyes, and you see his tongue protrude against his cheek as he looks you up and down. 

Jimin uses his index finger to guide your chin towards him. “I'll decide when she comes.” You feel like the wind has been knocked out of your lungs, unable to utter a single word. Jimin smirks. “Aren’t you going to invite our guest upstairs, my love?”

“Yes, sir.” You whisper, and Jimin kisses your forehead in reward.

You reach out and take Namjoon’s hand in yours. Namjoon looks down at your joined hands for a moment, then back at you. For just a split second, you see a flicker of the sweet man you know. But it’s gone as fast as it came.

You lead Namjoon upstairs, and Jimin follows. 

You let go of Namjoon’s hand when you enter the bedroom, coming over to sit on the king sized bed. You sit on the edge, hands folded in your lap obediently. 

“Colours?” Jimin prompts, loosening his tie. Beside him, Namjoon sets his Rolex on the nightstand.

“Green for go, yellow for slow down, red for stop.” You breathe.

Jimin comes over to you, towering over you. He cups your face and tilts your head up. He kisses you slowly and with passion, until you’re whining for more. 

Jimin chuckles, breaking the kiss. Beside the two of you, Namjoon is licking his lips. You look at him, and Namjoon reaches out, patting your head. It feels oddly loving despite this being the only time he’s ever touched you romantically. “She’s cute isn’t she?” Jimin brags, and Namjoon chuckles darkly. 

“So cute.” Namjoon agrees. Then, he glances at Jimin. “What can I do?”

“For now, you can kiss her.” Jimin shrugs, walking over to the armchair beside the bed. “I’ll call the shots.”

Namjoon leans down, kissing you deeply. Unlike Jimin, Namjoon is impatient. He wants you badly, you can tell by the way he licks into your mouth and gives you no room to fight for control. He’s got you where he knows you want to be.

“Y/N. Come here.” Jimin orders. You break out of the kiss, feeling dizzy. Namjoon grins down at you, almost boyishly, and it drives you mad.

You stand up and walk over to your lover. The two of you watch you play with your hands nervously and press your thighs together. Jimin reaches out and runs his nails up and down your side, then down your thigh and back up again, like he’s in no particular rush. That, combined with the thoughtful tapping of his foot sends goosebumps down your skin. “What would you like me to do, sir?” You ask after a few moments of silence. 

Jimin tugs you closer by the hip. “I think I want a lap dance tonight.” He says quietly, but you know it’s not a request. The dim rays cast by the bedside table magnify the shadows on Jimin’s face, and even in half-darkness, you know your lover well. He doesn’t mind Namjoon touching you, but the glint in his eyes tells you he won’t let either of you forget that you’re his first and foremost.

You strip down out of your clothes, into just your underwear. You’re not wearing anything sexy, but Jimin doesn’t care. He just smirks to himself as you lean over him, your hair falling down in his face. One hand comes to undo his belt, and the other reaches back—

Smack. The sound echoes in the room. Your thighs clench together.

“That’s for trying to hide from me.” Jimin says. He delivers another slap to the other cheek. You let out a small whine. “And that’s for thinking I’d get mad at you.”

You straddle Jimin’s lap, and his hands come to grip your hips. You roll your hips a few times, biting back a smile at the feeling of Jimin’s half-hard member. 

“Show him.” Jimin orders, and you stand up. You make eye contact with Namjoon, then roll your hips back against Jimin’s lap. As you do that, Jimin unfastens your bra with one hand. You let him take it off you and tilt your head back against his shoulder. You can feel yourself getting wetter under their gaze, and grind down against Jimin.

Jimin smacks your clothed vagina. You whimper, but Jimin won’t have any of it. 

“Help Namjoon out of those trousers.” Jimin orders, pushing you off his lap. 

Namjoon spreads his legs, seated comfortably at the edge of the bed. You come over to him, and clench your thighs at the sight of him – wide shoulders, veiny arms, thick thighs. Oh, how you’d love to serve him. “What are you thinking about, sweetheart?” Namjoon asks, reaching up to play with your breasts. He leans in, sucking at one nipple and playing with the other with his free hand. You moan, then gasp when he bites your nipple.

“Stay focused.” Namjoon orders, and lets go of your chest. 

You pout, but reach down and help Namjoon take his cock out of his trousers. It’s hard already and larger than you expected. You turn back to Jimin, a desperate look in your eyes. Jimin chuckles. “You’re basically salivating, baby.” You pout and Jimin looks amused. “Suck him off like a good girl.”

You get down on your knees, closing your eyes as you taste Namjoon’s member. You feel his hand twist in your hair, pulling you in closer. It’s hard to get to the base, but neither of them say anything, knowing you’re desperate to be good right now.

After a few moments, Namjoon pulls you off him. He looks at your messy appearance, and wipes the drool off your bottom lip. “Doing okay, sweetheart?” Namjoon checks, and you nod, that familiar fuzzy feeling beginning to creep in again.

You glance back at Jimin, who is now stroking himself. “Jimin.” You say in a hoarse voice.

Jimin pauses, then leans forward, eyebrows knitting together. “What’s the colour, baby?” he asks.

“Green.” You answer, but then pause. “Can I have a kiss please?” 

Namjoon and Jimin chuckle at the same time, but exchange relieved looks when you’re not looking. Jimin pulls you into his lap so that you’re facing Namjoon. “Is it getting too hard to hold in your orgasm? You can always ask us to slow down or stop.” Jimin promises, peppering kisses down your neck. 

You shake your head. “Wanna be good.” You say. Jimin cups your cheek and brings you in for a deep kiss.

“Always good. So good.” He reassures you. “Isn’t that right, Namjoon?”

“That’s right.” Namjoon chimes in immediately, touching himself. His eyebrows furrow at the blissed out look on your face as Jimin runs his hands up and down your torso, playing with your nipples. “Such a good girl for us.”

You whimper as Jimin’s hands stroke the insides of your thighs, ever-so-close to your throbbing centre. You want him to take you, want him to show Namjoon how you belong to him. The thought of it alone has you wriggling in Jimin’s lap for more. “Sir.” You say.

Jimin kisses behind your ear. He knows what you’re asking for. “Be patient. You’ll get to come when I say so.” Jimin rubs your clit over your panties teasingly, the touch so light you should barely be able to feel it but instead it makes your whole body jolt. “Now go lay on Namjoon’s lap, facing me.”

You get off Jimin’s lap and walk over to Namjoon, who is now sitting in the bed. You lay yourself over his lap, thighs against his thighs and your belly against the duvet. You turn your head towards Jimin, and he gives you a smile. 

“Why don’t you tell Namjoon what you like about him?” Jimin prompts. You whine.

“Sir!” 

Jimin doesn’t care for your complaints, not truly unless you change colours. And as much as Jimin knows you, Jimin knows your body just as well. If he thought you couldn’t take it, he wouldn’t make you do it.

You lick your lips, still looking at Jimin. At the same time, Namjoon’s hands gently stroke your ass. “I-I like his wide shoulders.”

Namjoon peels back your panties, and you raise your ass to let him take them off you.

Jimin looks like he wants to take a picture of your blushing face and frame it. “Mm-hmm. And what else?”

“I-I like his strong thighs. Like, they’re strong but look kind of squishy too.” You mumble. Namjoon chuckles above you. You feel him reach between your legs, spreading your folds teasingly.

“And?”

“And I love his hands. They’re so big and veiny and oh—”

Namjoon has slipped one finger inside of you, and it goes with no resistance. You’re dripping, and you wish you had it in you to be mortified but you’re too turned on to care.

“Is that so?” Jimin asks, watching your eyes flutter closed in pleasure as Namjoon works his index finger in and out of you. “So you don’t like my hands then?”

“No!” You say, eyes wide open now. “I like both.” You pout.

Jimin grins, knowing damn well what he’s doing. “Namjoon, put a second in. She can take it.”

And damn Park Jimin for knowing you so well. The second finger goes without resistance, too. You moan, loving the stretch. 

“Isn’t that a good girl?” Jimin says, continuing to stroke himself. “Hmm? Do you like being used by Namjoon in front of me?”

You grind down at Jimin’s dirty words. “Yes, sir. I do, I really do.” You answer.

“I bet you’d do anything to be good, wouldn’t you?” Jimin taunts. “Hmm? I bet you’d even let Namjoon come inside you if he so much as asked.”

As if to prompt your answer, Namjoon’s free hand comes down to your clit and rubs at it. It feels so good and he doesn’t let up that you think you might get your release until he stops. You whine. “Sir.”

“Jimin asked you a question, sweetheart.” Namjoon says, almost like he’s telling you off. 

You pout at Jimin, who looks unbothered. “I want to come.” You say.

Jimin laughs. “So?”

You glare at him. “I want Namjoon to come inside me.” You say, and Jimin looks genuinely surprised for a split second. You’ve never let anyone except Jimin come inside you, so this is a first. Maybe you’re just being petty, but you want an upper hand over Jimin. Although, if you could think past your lust-filled haze, you would know that’s a game you can’t win.

Jimin and Namjoon exchange looks, then Jimin rolls his eyes. “Well, you heard the lady.”

Namjoon pulls you off his lap, and you kneel on the bed. He looks at you for a moment. “Can I really?” He asks. 

You’re distracted by his strong arms gripping your waist right now, but your answer is set in stone. You want this man to have his way with you, even if that means you can’t walk tomorrow. “Yes, please.”

You’re getting manhandled into doggy position when Jimin puts on a fake-shocked expression. “Now, babe. You’re not going to make our guest do all the work, are you?”

“No, sir.” You reply obediently.

Jimin grins, having fun bugging you. He watches as you lay Namjoon down and straddle his lap facing him. You lower yourself onto Namjoon’s cock, the two of you groaning at the same time. He’s big, and it’s not that Jimin is not, but that you’ve never had a monstrosity like this inside you. You think if you so much as move wrong you might get pregnant.

The sheets rustle as Jimin gets on the bed. He comes behind you, and plays with your nipples. “He’s big, isn’t he?” Jimin asks the obvious.

You can only whimper in response. “Gonna be good for us?” Jimin checks. “Not going to come without permission, right?”

You shake your head. “No, sir.” You say, and that’s enough for Jimin to lay back against the pillows beside you two. 

You only manage to ride Namjoon for about a minute before the urge to come takes over. You still, chewing your bottom lip and tossing your head back. You’re just about to move again when Namjoon’s patience is maxed.

“That’s enough.” Namjoon grunts. “Here, I’ve got you.”

You let Namjoon flip you over, until you’re lying against the pillows and he’s behind you. He slides in to the hilt and you raise yourself onto your hands, gripping the sheets for purchase. Namjoon wraps one big arm around your chest, just under your breasts. The other, he places on your throat. “Is that okay?” He checks.

You glare at Jimin, wishing you could fucking come. Jimin laughs, and smacks your clit with his hand.

“You two look so cute.” Jimin jeers as Namjoon all but fucks the life out of you. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d thought you were trying to get knocked up, babe.”

You sigh at the idea of being filled up, completely owned and taken care of. Jimin knows you love that feeling, the feeling of being completely his. “Sir.” You say, clenching around Namjoon. “Please, please.” Jimin sticks his thumb in your mouth to get you to stop pleading.

“Namjoon, come in her.” Jimin orders, and Namjoon does, holding you down as he does it. 

You barely get a minute to breathe when Namjoon slips out of you and Jimin flips you over. Jimin enters you in one fluid motion, and pins your hands down against the sheets.

“How cute, Namjoon stretched you out.” Jimin teases, making you and Namjoon groan simultaneously. Jimin moans as he slides into you, the cum inside you making everything slippery and sound obscene. You tilt your head back against the sheets. 

“Sir, please.” You beg, and Jimin takes the hint. He takes both of your wrists in one hand and reaches down with the other to rub your clit.

“Such a good girl, fuck.” Jimin curses. “Who do you belong to?”

“Yours, sir, please!” You beg, almost near the point of tears.

“And what do you want from me?”

“I want you to come in me, please, please.” You beg. “Please I wanna come with you, sir.”

“Come.” Jimin orders and the orgasm that rips through you leaves you shaking.

Jimin lays down against you, whispering sweet nothings and kissing your neck. You’re catching your breath when you notice Namjoon looks a little awkward. You smile at him, motioning him to come closer. Namjoon lays down next to you, and the three of you catch your breath. “Is it okay if I kiss you?” Namjoon asks you, glancing at Jimin.

You kiss him first. “You dummy, you just came inside of me.” You tell him, making Jimin laugh.

Namjoon pouts. “Yeah, but Jimin said I could then.” 

Jimin grabs the tissue box from the night stand and starts wiping you down. You give him a kiss and Jimin kisses you back sweetly. He tucks a stray hair behind your ear. “That’s only in bed, Namjoon. She runs this house.”

Namjoon laughs. “Somehow that doesn’t surprise me, considering she’s got you wrapped around her finger.”

You wink at Namjoon, and the three of you giggle.

“Are you sure no one is going to catch on?” You ask. Jimin rolls his eyes, continuing to towel dry his hair. 

“No one will know, babe. It’s our secret.”

You look at Namjoon, who’s currently fighting for his life to get the last corner of the fitted sheet on. “Yeah, I suppose so.” You think, looking at Namjoon.

Namjoon catches you looking and smiles. “Jimin, hurry up or we’re starting the K-drama without you.”

Jimin jogs over from the ensuite bathroom only to find you two sharing a pack of chocolates. Jimin scoffs. “What is this couple bullshit going on over here?” He asks, sliding into bed. You pop a chocolate into his mouth. Jimin is pleased, and wraps an arm around your shoulders. Namjoon, on the other hand, is holding your hand between his.

“You feeling okay, though? I wasn’t too rough?” Namjoon checks for the nth time.

“Namjoon, what did I say about this woman running our house—”

“Jimin shut up.” You say, eyes lighting up. “God, why is that man so hot?” You complain about the main character on screen, making both Jimin and Namjoon arch a brow.

“I’m going to fight him.” Jimin says.

“No you won’t.” You say, pressing a quick kiss to Jimin’s lips. “If you were that jealous, Namjoon wouldn’t be in our bed right now.”

Jimin considers it. “Yeah, but I like Namjoon.” He concedes.

Namjoon looks shy then. 

“Don’t let your guard down, Joon.” You warn. “This man is all bite, no bark.” 

Jimin pretends to bite your neck for dramatic effect.

Namjoon and Jimin exchange smiles at your laughter. Without speaking, they pull in closer to you. They hold you until the sweet, post-coital haze eases you to sleep. When you’re no longer awake, they take turns kissing your forehead. It’s too early to tell what this could blossom into, but you know one thing for sure. This feels much better than holding it in.

Soft

soft | jeon jungkook (m)

pairing: softdom!jungkook x f!reader

warnings: smut (nsfw), fluff, dom-sub dynamic, subspace kinda, aftercare, tears, overuse of petnames

wordcount: 2.5k

"my pretty little girl" he smiled, fingers gently running through your hair as you were tightly hugging his waist, excited to see him after a week. "i missed you" you mumbled into his chest, earning a chuckle from him. "i missed you too baby, so much" tapping your cheek, he turned your face up to him, pressing a chaste kiss onto your lips, your eyes fluttering close as you longed for more.

"come on let's go, the boys are already waiting" he intertwined your fingers, squeezing your hand as he pulled you out of your house, walking you to the car where he opened the passenger door for you. "thank you koo" you blushed, taking a seat in the car. even after almost two years of dating, jungkook never failed to leave you flustered, seeming to always know just the right words to say. 

as soon as jungkook started driving, his tattooed hand took its place on your bare thigh, softly caressing your skin. you smiled down at his hand, loving how good it looked on your thigh, you placed your hand on top of his, playing with his fingers. a soft smile lingering on his lips as he felt your fingers around his. 

as soon as jungkook started driving, his tattooed hand took its place on your bare thigh, softly caressing your skin. you smiled down at his hand, loving how good it looked on your thigh, you placed your hand on top of his, playing with his fingers. a soft smile lingering on his lips as he felt your fingers around his. 

"who will be there?" you broke the comfortable silence between you two, talking over the music playing in the background. "just the boys" he said, adding " jimin, yoongi, and namjoon, as well as hobi, jin and tae with their girlfriends" you nodded, excited to see them again after a while. 

you soon arrived at the restaurant, being welcomed by the group as they were already sitting there. "hi everyone" jungkook spoke, you following right after with a smile. you greeted everyone with a hug, jimin squeezing tighter and longer than the others since he was your best friend, earning a firm pat from jungkook at the back of his head.

"sorry bro" jimin chuckled, knowing how possessive jungkook was over you. "come sit here, baby" jungkook nodded over to the seat next to him, letting you sit between him and jimin. while talking about anything and everything, time flying by as you spent the time eating and laughing with your closest friends. - after a few hours, you said goodbye to everyone, promising Jimin to go out with him sometime before you and jungkook went back to the car making your way back home. "did you enjoy today, princess?" he asked with a smile, intertwining your fingers as he smiled at you. "i did, a lot actually. it was fun to see them all once again" you answered truthfully. and with a smile, he brought your hand up to his face, chaste fully kissing your knuckles while keeping eye contact with you, starting the engine and driving to his home. 

as soon as you entered his apartment, you informed him that you would go to the bathroom and get ready for bed. after taking off your make up, you went to his room, just to find him already laying in his bed with his head leaned to the headboard, in just a pair of sweats.

he looked up from his phone as he heard you enter the room, a soft smile on his lips as he watched you walk to his closet. biting his pierced lip, he watched you slip out of your dress into one of his hoodies, admiring your almost bare form from behind. he opened his arms for you as soon as you turned around "come here, baby"

with a shy smile, you quickly rushed over to the bed, falling into his bare chest, snuggling close against him. he hummed out in approveness, wrapping his arms around your body as he closed his eyes, inhaling the sweet scent of your shampoo. "you know that i love you, right?" he hummed, making the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. you nodded against his chest, blushing as you answered "and i love you too, so much" you pecked his bare chest under your face, hearing him hum out in pleasure as response. 

you lifted your head from his chest, looking up into his eyes to find him already looking at you. "you're so precious" he gently grabbed your chin, pulling you up to him to press his lips on yours. you sighed out at the familiar feeling, melting into his touch in seconds. you wrapped your hands around his neck, his hand leaving your jaw to make its way around your waist to lift you into his lap, straddling his thighs.

his tongue played with yours in soft motions, taking his time with you. he let out a groan as you started grinding your hips down against his hardening dick, earning a pinch from him in your side, which made you shriek away from him "not so fast babygirl" you shuddered as he started kissing down your neck, sucking on the spots where he knew you were sensitive as his hands drove over the swell of your butt, pulling down your panties in a swift move.

you shuddered once again, as his fingers found your clit, a soft moan escaping you as he moved his finger in swift circles over it. "feels so good koo" you moaned into his ear, your head falling into his neck as he fastened his pace.

"yeah? does that feel good?" you whimpered as he pushed two fingers inside you, curling them right in the right angle "yes" you moaned, gripping onto his shoulders as you moaned into his neck, letting the pleasure over come you. feeling your tummy tighten, your hips started to move on their own as you kept on grinding down against him, your clit rubbing the elastic of his sweats perfectly as his dick was resting against your thigh.

"don't move" he ordered, making you whimper as you haltend your hips, letting him do all the work. you were close to your orgasm as he pulled out his fingers, leaving you clenching around nothing as you whined out in annoyance. "you're so mean" you huffed out into his neck, earning a small spank on your left asscheek from him "mind your tongue, little girl" "sorry" you mumbled.

"that's right. now, take off my sweats and be a good girl for me, alright sweetheart?" you desperately nodded, getting off his lap and pulling down his sweats and briefs, trying not to mind the big wet stain you had left on them. you looked up at him with big eyes as you waited for the next order, already kneeling between his legs. "you know what to do baby" he smirked, letting his head fall back as he took in the sight of you playing with his dick. 

your thumb went over his slit, earning a groan from him as you spread his precum all over his length. "let me hold your hair for you, hm, princess?" he breathed out, taking your hair into his fist as you started to suck him off, choking slightly as he pushed you down completely.  - "come up here baby" he breathed out, cupping your face as he connected your lips once again, distracting you from the slight burn as you sank down on him. you moaned out his name as your clit came in contact with his pelvis, a groan escaping him at the same time "fuck, it's been so long" 

"bounce baby" he hummed into your ear, his skilled hands pulling off the hoodie from your body, your bra following right after before you slowly started to move on him. "mhm" he hummed "that's my good girl" he moaned, his hands gripping your waist to help you move up and down on him. "you look so beautiful like this" you loudly moaned at the praise, your body falling against his.

he grabbed your waist tightly before he stared to thrust up into you, abusing your gspot perfectly. "right there kook" you moaned, tightly gripping on his shoulders as you trembled in his arms. "you feel so good princess" he moaned, feeling you clench around him. 

"i'm gonna cum jungkook!" you cried, biting into his neck as you felt yourself this close to the edge. "cum for me baby" he demanded, holding you tightly in his grip as you shook in his arms while cumming undone. 

he followed right after with a loud groan, his cum dripping down your folds onto him, creating a mess. "you did so good princess" he praised once more, as you panted into his neck, still in after shock from your orgasm. 

with a groan, he carefully pulled out of you, a whine escaping you as you felt his juice dripping out of you down to the back of your thighs. tears suddenly started to repeatedly fall down your cheeks, your hands coming up to your face to hide your sobbing mess from the after shock.

"hey" jungkook softly spoke, taking your hands off your face to place his hands on your cheeks, wiping your tears away before pressing a comforting kiss on your forehead, cradling you in his arms, cooing "it's okay baby. you're safe, it's all over now" he softly caressed your back, helping you calm down after a few minutes "you did so good, baby. my good little girl" you timidly nodded into his chest, taking a few deep breaths before your sobs stopped and turned into little sniffles.

he reached over to the nightstand, taking a cool bottle of water and opening it for you. "drink baby" you did as he said, taking a few sips with his help before falling back against him again. as soon as he was sure you were okay, jungkook reached over, taking his to the ground fallen shirt and started to leave his place to go back between your legs, making you whine loudly at the loss of contact "shh, i'm here" he caressed your thigh, giving you some sort of comfort "just close your eyes for me, okay?" you nodded in response, sighing as you closed your eyes and let him clean you up. 

"do you want to take a bath?" he softly asked, throwing the shirt somewhere in the room before he pulled you in his embrace once again, pecking your face anywhere he could. "yes please" you whispered, not trusting your voice at the moment. "alright" he smiled "let's go then" he was quick in standing up from the bed, picking you up bridal style as if it was nothing and walking to the bathroom where he softly placed you on the counter.

with pure love in your eyes, you watched as he let the bathtub fill with water, turning back to you with a soft smile on his face as he stood in between your legs. softly hugging your waist as he stared in your eyes with nothing but adoration in his. "you look so beautiful like this" he whispered, caressing your cheek as he took in your swollen lips, flushed cheeks and slightly teary eyes.

you blushed, adverting your eyes from his, earning a deep chuckle from him before leaning down and pressing his lips on yours, creating a chastful kiss. you softly moaned into his mouth as the kiss got a bit steamier, but before anything more could happen he pulled away with a smirk "the bath is waiting baby" 

you bit your lip, looking away blushing as he stopped the water flow, taking you off the counter and walking with you to the drawer where the bathbombs where, which he only had bought for when you'd come over. "pick one" he smiled, watching you look over all the different coloured and formed bombs. "this one" you pointed at a peach formed one, looking back up at him. "go on, take it" he chuckled, waiting for you to take it before he closed the drawer again and walked with you to the bathtub.

after he had carefully sat you down in the bathtub, he moved in right behind you, pulling you flush against his body as you relaxed into him and the warm water. you watched as the bathbomb exploaeded in the water and coloread it in a peachy color, a fruity scent taking over the air. 

"do you feel okay?" he softly asked, caressing your lower body as you hummed out in response, nodding. "what do you want to afterwards?" his chest vibrated under you, a comforting feeling spreading in your body. "cuddle" you whispered out with a smile, a soft laugh escaping his mouth after that. "only cuddle?" "mhm, could we maybe watch a movie too?" he nodded against your head, pressing. a soft kiss to your neck as he spoke "of course. we can do anything you want to" 

after half an hour of softly talking and laying in the bathtub, you were close to falling asleep which jungkook noticed. "let's get back to bed, okay?" you yawned with a nod, sitting up so he could get out of the bathtub. you rubbed your eyes as he wrapped a towel around his body, leaning down to kiss your forehead "i'll be right back baby, i'll just change the sheets real quick" you just nodded, too tired to respond anything else, you rested your head against the bathtub, closing your eyes as you waited for him to come back. 

"okay baby, come here" you lifted you head at his voice, seeing him bending down infront of you with a fluffy towel in his hands, dressed in a hoodie and some sweatpants, his hair messily hanging around his face. you carefully got out of the tub and fell right into his hands, the towel wrapped around you in seconds.

you sighed out as you appreciated the warm feeling of the towel on your wet body. he pecked your forehead once more as he walked you to the bedroom back again, changing you into some of his boxers and one of his hoodies. "can i put on some fuzzy socks too?" you asked, making his heart warm "of course" he smiled, walking to his closet before turning back with some fuzzy socks in his hands. 

"are you comfortable?" he asked as soon as you were laying in bed, snuggled up against him with a happy smile. "yes. thank you koo" you answered, smiling up at him and puckering your lips for him. he giggled, leaning down and pecking your lips three times in a row. "so, what movie to you want to watch?" 

after the movie ended, you were already dozing off in his arms, too exhausted from everything. he seemed to think that you were already asleep as you heard him shuffle around, turning off the tv and the lights following right after. "sleep tight, princess" you forced back a smile, not moving as he pecked your cheek, your heart almost falling out of your body as he spoke the next words "i love you"