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was tagged by @sugarushsuga. curse you mell 😂

out of this world

member: kim namjoon

Machinery clanking.

The smell of steel and gas.

It’s all familiar. Having grown up with parents who were avid and popular mechanics, machines are like family. Every bolt, every screw and wire… All of it is like a song you never get tired of, one you love so much you could listen to it all day.

You can hear it deep within the ship beneath you, a place where you'll be soon enough, learning all the parts and pieces that make this giant hunk of metal work.

And all the skills and tricks your parents taught you have you here now, standing inside the grandest spaceship of this century. The Ladyslipper, which is commandeered by the smartest crew and the most brilliant and popular commander.

unnamed pirate fic

member: jeon jeongguk

And behind that desk is a man. Not just any man, either.

You lurch into a sitting position, pressing yourself against the wall beside you, your stomach swooping with anxiety. The movement gains his attention, the piercings in his ears, brow and lip glinting.

He smirks. “You’re awake.”

You say nothing.

This man… He’s the most dangerous pirate, the worst, incredibly harsh and unforgiving. It’s impossible to not have heard of him.

Yet his wanted posters do no justice for his handsomeness.

Black hair slicked back away from his face, sharp brows on display, a piercing glittering in the right one. Dark, brown eyes shaped like almonds, a gentle, sloping nose. Defined cheekbones, plush, pink lips, a ring in the lower bottom corner, strong jaw. Several earrings studded through his ears, made of silver and gold.

“Jeon Jeongguk,” you whisper, your pulse thundering.

the creamery

member: park jimin

“You okay?”

You don’t look at Jimin, not wanting to see the expression of pity most likely on his face.

“I don’t wanna go home,” you murmur, your fingers curling into loose fists. “I don’t wanna listen to my mom yell at me some more.”

Jimin doesn’t say anything for a moment. “Do you… want to stay at my house for the night?”

Your gaze flies to his, surprise clearly on your face. Your lips part slightly. Did he just offer to let you stay at his place for the night? Uncontrollably, your hand flies to his forehead, feeling his temperature. Warm, but not scorching.

“Are you feeling alright?” you ask him, quirking a brow. “Because I’m pretty sure Park Jimin doesn’t let random girls sleep over.”

He rolls his eyes once again, grasping your wrist and taking your hand away. His touch strangely brings a bolt of electricity with it.

“No, I’m feeling fine,” Jimin says. “I’m trying to be nice.”

“Park Jimin? Nice?”

tags

@playmetheclassics @ressjeon @cremeandsuga @hobateas

bts timestamps

ot7:

2:37 PM

➳ crack, fluff

seokjin:

4:59 PM

➳ smut

12:42 AM

➳ smut

hoseok:

4:42 PM

➳ fluff

jimin:

3:21 PM

➳ smut

taehyung:

3:49 PM

➳ smut

4:10 PM

➳ smut

jeongguk:

12:28 PM

➳ smut

12:23 AM

➳ smut

10:46 PM

➳ smut

writer for @k-vanity

© thekaykery 2023

*in love*

this genre of jungkook never beating the boyfriend material allegations ♡

Mell 😭😭 please you flatter me

member: jeon jeongguk

category: smut

word count: 2.2k

rating: 21+

warning(s): pwp, fwb, cursing, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), oral (f), choking, spanking, creampie, slight degradation, slight use of daddy, mention of safe word but not used, implied second round

note(s): @playmetheclassics thank you for beta reading this. i forgot to add this when i posted this. ❤️

You don’t know how this happened.

About an hour ago, you came to this party in this obnoxious frat house with some friends, dressed in a skin-tight velvet dress in your favorite color. The hem fell just below your midthigh, the spaghetti straps keeping it in place on your shoulders. The dress emphasized your figure and waist, showing just the right amount of cleavage. You didn't know how many guys tried to sweet-talk you into dancing and joining them in bed.

You stayed sober for your friends’ sakes, to keep them safe, but all that flew out the window when he found you.

You hadn’t noticed him approaching you until his hand found your waist, his lips against your ear, his breath fanning over it while he whispered what he wanted to do to you. He wished to bend you over and rail the shit out of you, your dress bunched at the waist; how he desired to devour you and taste you so badly on his tongue.

Jeon Jeongguk. Heartthrob, wrecker of hearts and pussies.

He was incredibly convincing, and the way he was dressed didn’t help. A white shirt hugged his muscular torso, ridiculous pecs, broad shoulders, and abs. Black skinny jeans clung to his meaty thighs, threatening to burst the seams, his chunky stompers on his feet. Rings sat on his tattooed hand, his veins threading up his arm sleeved in more tattoos. His little kisses on your jaw and behind your ear, his lip ring cold on your skin, his deep, husky voice and playful smirk drove you up the wall.

You couldn’t deny him. You really couldn’t.

So here you are, laying on your back with your dress bundled at the waist as promised, your tits and cunt exposed to the cool air of the borrowed bedroom. Your legs hang over his shoulders, your heeled feet sitting on his back while he buries his face into your pussy. Your hands tangled in his fluffy hair, your wide eyes stare at the ceiling, a moan slipping out of you.

“F-Fuck, Jeongguk,” you croak, throwing your head back when his lips capture your clit, suckling on it like a baby. Your toes curl at his fluttering tongue.

He chuckles, the vibration causing you to jolt. You gasp for air, thighs widening to accommodate his skilled mouth better. You mewl when his tongue prods your entrance, clenching around nothing because of it, and your eyes roll as his attention returns to your sensitive bud of nerves. Sucking in a breath, you peek at him, biting your lip at how sexy he looks with your cunt in his face.

Your hips roll and circle on his receiving and ready tongue, trembling at the stimulation. You hear him hum, rapidly lapping away, your jaw dropping. You softly squeal, your back arching.

“J-Jeongguk,” you manage to say, hissing at his harsh suckling. Your pussy throbs, aching for something to fill you up. You buck against his mouth, tugging on his hair.

“Yes?” he rasps, never ceasing, continuing to tease you. He slurps up your juices, the sound incredibly obscene yet erotic.

You pant, your brain scrambling for words. “N-Need you.”

“Oh?” Jeongguk finally parts from your pussy, lips and chin shiny. You blush while he cleans your mess with his tongue, wiping the rest of it off with his hand. He crawls on top of you, piercings glinting in the room's dim light. His hips slot between your legs, his naked cock nestling against your cunt.

“What do you mean?”

You whimper again at his teasing, arms and legs twining around him. Your lips attach to his neck and jaw.

“N-Need your cock inside me,” you huffed out.

A contented hum leaves him, his callused touch drifting over your body. As you arch into his hands, spreading you further apart, exposing your pulsing center to him. He reaches down to align with you, and your throat tightens in excitement. He needs to push in.

“Jeongguk,” you huff, impatiently dropping your head on the pillow. You lift your hips, attempting to slip him inside, but he pins you to the bed.

“Be patient, little girl,” Jeongguk murmurs, wickedly smirking. Being the little shit he is, he dips his tip inside you, the sudden stretch making you gasp and mewl. Then he withdraws a second later. He repeats this a few times, and you grow frustrated with every passing moment.

Whining like a baby, you pout at him, tired of him teasing you. You stick a hand between your legs to rub your clit, but you’re promptly growled at, hand smacked away. Fingers wrap around your neck, rings cold, and you stifle a moan. It’s his right hand, meaning you have a premium view of his tattoos and veins. Your gaze trails up to his face, his eyes burning with fire.

“What did I just say?” he barks, tightening his grip. You close your eyes and press your lips tightly together, your walls squeezing at the lack of air.

“Be patient,” you echo, dazedly lifting your lids.

“Then do it.”

You slowly nod, your attention flickering to his cock, which he finally slips inside you. A groan leaves both of you as Jeongguk carefully pushes in, your cunt eagerly greeting him, taking him for all he’s worth. The stretch burns deliciously. You gaze at each other the entire time, a little squeak escaping you when he’s fully sheathed within you. You exhale while he pants, his body a tight cord of muscle above you, ready to snap in a second.

“You feel so good,” Jeongguk rasps, his expression the one of a man whipped for pussy. “Fuck…”

You lay there in bliss, your breaths labored. You settle into silence, your panting mixing, the atmosphere heavy with sex and desire. He’s so thick and long, touching all those places you’re reminded of, so full, filled to the brim with Jeongguk’s delightful dick. He’s waiting for your signal, just like the last session.

This isn’t the first time you and Jeongguk have fucked. You’d been so drunk the night you let him rail you, and when you woke up in your apartment in the morning, your body still ached with his touch, his kisses, the sensation of his cock stuffed deep inside you. You hadn’t known his name or face, but the next time he found you at another party, you remembered, and you learned his name was Jeongguk.

And he knew you as the girl with the unforgettable pussy.

“I’ve been wondering where you were,” he had told you, a finger trailing along your jaw, his voice smooth and husky. His breath smelled like alcohol, and he smelled like the forest and fresh air, the musk of freshwater, all mixed together.

“I don’t know you,” you replied, already tipsy.

“No, but your body knows me,” he said. And he was right.

And although you’ve been fucking since then, feelings haven’t gotten involved. Not that you know of, anyway. If Jeongguk feels something romantic for you, he’s been doing a good job hiding it. As for you, you’d be lying if you said your heart didn’t pound harder around him.

“Okay,” you finally say, flopping your arms above your head, elongating your torso. You spot his eyes flickering to your tits for a moment. “Go ahead.”

Jeongguk shifts to his forearms with a grunt, holding steady as he carefully withdraws. A low moan leaves both of you. For you, it’s the emptiness, and for him, the lack of warmth and tightness. Once it’s just his tip remaining, he slowly plunges back in. Your eyes roll, a little whine rippling in your throat. Jeongguk softly hisses, his hands gliding up to yours, twining your fingers together, the action itself sweet.

He keeps this pace for a small while, letting you adjust to his girth. His lips drift over your jaw and neck, his breath hot on your skin.

Soon enough, there’s a mutual agreement between you. You shift beneath him, lifting your hips, and Jeongguk moves to his knees, his hands finding the bed at my sides. He quickens his speed, making you moan. The sound of your skin clapping gently echoes through the room, but it’ll grow louder eventually. Your tits bounce lightly in time with his thrusts, the drag of his veiny cock against your walls so addicting, the ridges heightening the pleasure.

With some struggle, you meet his stare. His jaw clenches, his brows furrowed, teeth nibbling his lip while he rocks into you, back and forth, his balls lightly smacking your second hole. You reach to caress his cheeks, leaning up to kiss him. Jeongguk moans, passionately returning your kiss, his tempo growing slightly sensual and deep. This causes his tip to nudge that sweet spot inside you perfectly, and you loudly whine, throwing an arm around his shoulders.

“Fuck, Jeongguk,” you pant, your feet planted on the bed, now rolling your hips in time with his. He shakily exhales, his nose nudging yours with each movement. “Fucking me so good.”

“Of course,” he groans in response, supporting me with one arm of his own on my waist. “Pussy was made for me.”

You breathlessly laugh against his lips, your pussy clenching around him. Jeongguk grunts, losing his pace for a second to harshly snap into you. You yelp, but your eyes roll, head falling backwards and hanging. His mouth finds your neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses to it, teeth nipping here and there.

Both of you are growing desperate. You know each other too well by now to recognize the signs of eagerness brewing between you. Jeongguk slides out, allowing you to scurry to your knees and turn around. You lean forward on your hands, perking your ass for him as he assumes his spot behind you. This is your favorite position. He gets to see your cheeks jiggle, and his tip will hit that spot so perfectly it makes you see stars.

His cock returns inside you without a hiccup. A little moan leaves you, feeling his hard body against your back. His right hand gripping the headboard in front of you, the other on your hip.

“Ready?” he murmurs in your ear. You nod, biting your lip, anticipating the destruction of your cunt. “Know the word?”

“Uh-huh,” you say, wiggling your ass at him, smirking at the grunt you receive for it. You bite your lip with a smile when he spanks you, humming at the lingering sting. “Come on… Hurry.”

He gently hushes you, starting a slow pace again, just to let you adjust to this new angle. You lightly moan, rocking yourself back into him, your pussy throbbing with every thrust. This tender tempo doesn’t last long, though. You squeal the instant he speeds up, his hips rapidly flying like a well-oiled machine. His balls slap against your clit, providing the poor thing with the stimulation it needs.

“O-Oh, fuck!” you moan, your fingers digging into the sheets while Jeongguk grunts and groans, your thighs stinging a bit from the impact of his own. “God, fucking me so good.”

The tattooed hand on the headboard disappears with a metal flash, joining its twin at your hips. He wildly ruts into you, your breasts jolting in unison with him, listening to him moan and hiss behind you. You fall forward, face meeting the pillow, now fully submitting to him. You hear him growl in approval, and you grin a little while he keeps ramming you like an animal. The quick glide of his cock on your walls draws you closer and closer to that edge you love falling over so much, your body singing with joy.

“G-Guk,” you croak, your hand finding his, tightly clutching one of his fingers as a warning.

“You gonna cum for me?” Jeongguk pants, his voice strained with concentration and pleasure. “Gonna cum all over my cock? Be a good girl and make a nice, big mess, yeah?”

“U-Uh-huh!” you wail, burying your face into the pillow to muffle your growing noises. “J-Jeongguk!”

“Cum for me, slut,” he growls, spanking you again.

“Cum for Daddy.”

That title sends you over the edge. You squeal into the pillow, your body stiffening and locking up as Jeongguk fucks you through your orgasm. His cock is almost too much, making you sob and squirm. My clenching makes him join you in ultimate euphoria, doubling over and nearly crushing you with his weight. His throaty groan has you shivering, but feeling him dump his warm cum in you satiates you. Just a little.

You lightly hum, slowly relaxing beneath him. You lie there, panting and calming down, and you feel his lips ghost over the spot behind your ear. Goosebumps appear on your skin because of it.

“Such a good cunt,” Jeongguk murmurs. You can hear the smirk in his voice.

You softly snort and shake your head at him, shivering when he slowly withdraws from you completely. Your mixed cum shortly follows, hot and thick as it drips down your thighs. You glance at Jeongguk, finding him greedily staring with a hungry gaze.

“You gonna clean me up?” you tease, shaking your ass at him.

He stifles a moan, and you giggle, watching his softened cock harden. You reach between your legs and pet your used pussy. This earns you a whine, and your hand is replaced with his mouth. His tongue drags through your pussy, occasionally flitting over your clit. You moan gently, letting him swallow the mess you both created. His lapping makes you wet again.

You hear movement. Looking down to... find Jeongguk lying between your thighs?

“Ride my face?” he breathlessly suggests, his lip ring twinkling with his smirk.

Humming, you lower yourself onto his awaiting tongue.

“Of course.”

© babiekaykes 2022

I reorganized my masterlists and shit and now people are suddenly liking my crap 😂😂😂

probably the tags

Currently looking for some new partners. Most of my beloved roleplays are inactive yet still reply here and there but not as often as I'd like. So I'm putting this out to see if there's anyone interested.

I do have some rules.

1. I roleplay BTS and NCT.

2. I love roleplaying smut. Please do not message if you're under 18 years old. If you're not comfortable with smut, I respect that.

3. I only do member x oc. I am extremely uncomfortable with doing member x member as I only view them as brothers/friends.

4. I will not roleplay any triggering topics such as: death, self-harm, assault, abuse, or anything of the sort.

Here is some info about me and my style!

My most favored plot is a werewolf au, or abo, since they're both similar. I also do mafia, CEO, vampire, and hybrid aus.

I am not comfortable doing yandere aus.

I am open to idol x idol, but please know I am inexperienced with this kind of plot.

I am a literate roleplayer, which means I roleplay like a writer. Please no astrix (*).

I often write in 3rd person!

I also often roleplay in private messages, but I do discord too! If interested in rping on discord, please let me know!

If you are interested, shoot me a message :) Please be aware I am a human, that I have work and a personal life. I also have depression which impacts my motivation to do anything, but I will try to respond at least once a day!

My preferred members are Jungkook and Jeno. This means you'll be playing Jungkook/Jeno against my OC. But if you want them as well, that's okay!

If you message me, please be sure to send:

Your name

Age

Preferred pronouns

Preferred member

Plot

Kinks (if you're doing smut)

Triggers/no nos

And anything else I should be aware of, such as: you're a student, you go to work

I think that's all for now. Oh, I forgot one thing!

Have fun!