He Didnt Know What Was Up With His Babygirl Lately, But She Was Making His Cock Ache.Every Time He Turned

He didn’t know what was up with his babygirl lately, but she was making his cock ache. Every time he turned around there she was spread out either on the sofa or the living room floor wearing some sort of t-shirt and tight pussy hugging panties. At first it was easy to deal with. A bit of a shock to his cock to see his little girl’s cunt outlined so perfectly in her pretty little panties like that before him, but guilt quickly killed any hard on that would rise up in his lap. But, there was only so much a man could take of having a pretty young girl bouncing around the house in cunt splitting panties. His cock eventually got over being guilty about getting swollen for her. Now it only throbbed to be inside her. Night after night he found himself getting into her hamper, finding her freshly worn panties and sniffing them while he jacked off in his bed. He never cum so hard in his life as he did while having his nose buried in her sweet smelling panties. And she was starting to tease him. He would swear his life on it. He’s see her out of the corner of his eye rubbing on her little panty covered pussy while she sat on the sofa. God how many times had he seen her do that. The one that got him the most was walking in to the living room and finding her on the floor, humping her little pussy into her hand. He should have turned and walked right out of the room but he couldn’t help it. He was drawn to the sight of her fingers digging into the crotch of her panties, splitting those small lips apart as she wiggled her hips and humped her hand. The sound of her little whimpers had his cock leaking and nearly shooting cum in his pants. That night after seeing her like that he was on his way to her bathroom, desperate to find that pair of panties. He never made it. As he neared her bedroom door, hear heard that sweet whimpering sound that she had made earlier that afternoon and stopped to listen. When she moaned his name that changed everything for him. He quietly pushed the door open and found her laying on her bed, naked from the waist down on her belly. Her small fingers rubbing around her clit and dipping into her glistening wet hole as her hips gyrated. He had to mount her. He pulled his clothes off and stepped up to the bed, his hand around his cock as he jerked with aching lust. He felt like an animal smelling a bitch in heat as his babygirl’s wet cunt scent hit his nose and filled his lungs. “Daddy’s here, babygirl.” She froze. Her head whipped around and her fingers froze inside her little cunt as she stared at him. “Daddy!” He reached out and grabbed her by the hips, dragging her toward him and the edge of the bed. “Daddy, Daddy what are you doing?” She cried out as her hands grabbed ahold of the covers on her bed in an useless attempt at trying to stop him from pulling her down the bed. He moaned as his dripping cock head pushed against the wet, tight lips of his babygirl’s cunt. “Sweet… wet… pussy.” he mumbled as he rubbed his cock over and over on her bald pussy lips. “Daddy is gonna give you… mmm… what you’ve been… teasing me… for.” He lined up the head of his cock with her hole and started pushing, digging his fingers into her hips as the head spread her open and started to disappear. “Ahhh… Daa… Daddy I wasn't… Daddyyyy!” Her legs kicked out on either side of his as he speared his babygirl’s virgin little cunt with the thickness of his cock. Once, twice, three times it took before he was finally able to get her little cunt down the complete length of his fuck meat. Each of her squealing cries making his cock even harder inside her clasping hole. He reached under her, found her clit and teased it, moaning as it made her little pussy grab at his cock. “Suck Daddy’s fuck meat with that little cunt.” He started moving slowly inside her, breaking the tight suction of her hole around the thickness of his cock. Her cries slowly turned into whimpers and moans as he moved faster, working his cock completely in and out of her little cunt. He dug his fingers once more into her hips, pulling her into his thrust. His gut ached as his cock moved inside his babygirl’s little hole. It was so good, so tight. The way it was making obscene slurping, sucking sounds up and down his shaft was making his balls tighten with every stroke. He was about to breed his own babygirl. Her little hole was going to make him cum. He couldn’t stop himself as he felt his cock growing thicker. His babygirl was crying out as her little cunt started to cum around his rutting cock and he didn’t care. His hips kept slapping against her young body. The smell of her sweet cunt cream scented the air around him and made him keep pumping harder and harder, driving him to keep fucking faster. To put every muscle he had into pushing as deep as he could into his little girl’s cunt, to push as far up into her belly as he could get and breed her little hole with his potent seed. When his orgasm hit he screamed. It felt like his cock was exploding inside her sucking walls, milking the incestuous seed from his swollen balls into waiting womb to breed her. And still he kept hammering her little cunt. All those days and nights of seeing bouncing around the house, teasing him with those panties, smelling them and jacking off to the smell of them filled his mind and his gut with the desperate drive to keep fucking her hole even as his cock started to soften inside her and slip free from her sucking grip. Even then his hips wouldn’t stop moving. He fell on top of her, trapping her beneath him in her bed. His slimy cock sliding against her ass as he continued to hump her. The ache in his gut for his babygirl driving his body to keep thrusting against her skin. “Daddy… Daddy can’t stop.” He moaned into her neck, his hand reaching between her legs and his fingers pushing into her cum filled hole “Ohhh god, Daddy,” she moaned, fucking herself on his fingers. “You want it… you want Daddy’s cock… in your little hole,” She whimpered as she strained underneath him, her hips lifting as she tried to get his fingers deeper into her hungry hole. “Yessss… want your cock… in me… Daddy.” Heat surged into his cock and lengthen. With a growl he flipped his babygirl over, spreading her legs wide and driving his meat into her cum dripping hole until her cunt was smashed around the base of his shaft pulling a scream from his little girl. “Gonna breed you… gonna breed you hard,” he growled as he rode her harder and harder, pounding down on his babygirl’s swollen cunt until she started contracting around his cock. Urgent need found him reaching under her, sinking his hands into her tight ass and pulling her faster and faster up into his speeding thrust. He’d never been so horny, so desperate, so hungry to fuck a cunt… to breed a cunt in his life as he was right then. He roared as the first rope of seed shot out of his cock. He jammed her cunt down hard onto the root of him and felt the next throb of cum fire against her womb. Again and again he stabbed his meat into her, forcing her womb against the cum shooting head as the urge to breed rose him so hard for his babygirl. He fell asleep between her thighs to the feeling of her little cunt sucking on his throbbing meat. And when he woke, it was to the feel of her little cunt still sucking on his throbbing meat as she sat on top of him riding his swollen cock.

bloom | jhs

⇢ summary: your soulmate’s first words to you will be burned into the skin of your wrist upon first meeting them. no one anticipated that yours would turn out to be a world famous rapper by the name of jung hoseok. (soulmate au, celebrity au, flower shop au)

⇢ genre: fluff, light angst

⇢ word count: 1.8k

⇢ warnings: swearing; some mentions of sexual content

⇢ note: i’m sorry that i love soulmate aus so much but also,,, i’m not. inspired by the song of the same title.

The first day of the rest of your life begins with blinding sunlight and the chiming of the front door as the very first customer of the day pads into the room thirty minutes before opening.

No one else is parked in the front. It is barely eight o’clock in the morning. The electric red sign out front is not lit up to buzz alive to say OPEN just yet. Jungkook is still very obviously cleaning the windows in preparation, for God’s sake. You do not have enough patience for this with an absence of caffeine electrifying your veins awake.

The young man has a shock of ruby colored hair and an ink-black mask pulled over the lower half of his face. He’s either deliriously ill with something far worse than the common cold or a goddamn psychopath, you decide, because no one in their right mind would wear a mask when the sun has sweat dripping down everyone’s nose before noon.

“You’re welcome to stay here,” you call out to him from the cash register. “But you can’t buy anything until we officially open. Y’know, in, like, thirty minutes.”

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my euphoria | jjk

summary: when jeongguk forgets it’s mother’s day and your flower shop is the only one nearby that has his mom’s favorite flower, but oh shit it’s 4:45 and your shop closes at 5:00 and there’s rush hour traffic and so many dumb obstacles and now he’s in panting in front of your store at 5:02 while hopping on one foot and oh shit oh shit he didn’t expect an angel to step out

[fake dating au ; ceo jjk x florist oc]

pairing: jeongguk + female reader

word count: 7.6k 

genre: fluff, fluff, fluff

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Sun & Moon

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff (the holy trinity?); Omegaverse!

Word Count: 15K

Warnings: Possessiveness, impregnation kink, biting, hair pulling, cumplay, switching

Notes: If you need an intro to the omegaverse, feel free to read this trashy guide I wrote!

“Someone’s moving in next door!” Your friend announces glumly, as you raise an eyebrow at her, “Ugh, it’s just more people to keep around, okay? I’m honestly just done with all these loud kids.”

“Aren’t you enthusiastic!” You tease, though it falls on deaf ears, “Alright, I’ll bite: what’s the problem?”

“I just told you.” She flops over, “I heard from the tenant that a couple of guys are moving into 105.”

“Oh, that’s nice.” You say, still confused, “So, what’s the big deal? You normally don’t have issues with noisy people, don’t even try.”

“Okay, fine.” She snaps, “Both of them are Alphas, okay? Both of them. Are. Alphas.”

“There are tons of Alphas in the building, girl, you need to chill.” You roll your eyes, “Besides, we’re just Betas, not… I dunno, Omegas or something. We don’t need to worry so much about it.”

“That’s true, but.” She shivers, “I just saw one of them outside, dude. He’s like, the Alphaest Alpha to ever Alpha. Like, his gaze could turn you into a pile of ashes on the spot.”

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Brb crying

01 | ghost!hoseok

→ summary: Drabble series featuring Hoseok the Friendly Ghost. Based on this prompt: “You are depressed, and then become possessed by a very nice ghost. He works to improve your life.” → genre: Fluff, Slight Angst, Ghost!AU → words: 1.4K → a/n: Will edit this later! Enjoy my weird ghost!hoseok au I guess?

All in all, you suppose that having the Happiest Ghost in the World™ possessing your body had its perks. 

For starters, you are allowed to become the lazy motherfucker that you are truly meant to be. You can just close your eyes and let your ghost move you as he pleased and allow him to take control instead. In fact, all of your household chores have settled to the back of your mind because of this, and while your ghost has undoubtedly chastised you for that many times, he continues to do them for you regardless.

So really, the only major drawback from being possessed is that every time you want to do something else, you pretty much have no say in the matter.

“Hoseok, I know you’re trying to do this for my sake, but I don’t think wearing an all yellow ensemble is going to help me get over my depression,” you deadpan, your body already moving on its own accord. 

Your mouth suddenly moves without your consent, your voice sounding deeper than what anyone would expect a young woman to sound like. “Y/N, of course yellow clothes will help you get over your depression! It’s not called the happiest color for nothing!” 

The sun has barely risen up above the horizon, and while normally you’d still be dead asleep until noon, Hoseok had decided when he had first possessed you that the both of you were going to be early risers from now on. You can barely count the number of times you had suddenly found yourself standing in front of your kitchen, with an entire buffet laid out in front of you like a goddamn culinary masterpiece. You didn’t even know how to pour yourself a bowl of cereal sometimes, much less prepare a perfect eggs benedict.

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i wish you’d write a fic where hobi is your long term dance partner and he doesn’t even realize he’s in love with you until a substitute teacher comes in one day and randomly assigns dance partners and you two aren together

always been you + dance partner!hobi

As you and Hoseok swiftly move within the beats together, no one can deny your energy and chemistry. The whole world, with the exception of the two of you, can practically see your futures intertwined. But Hoseok only ever thinks about dancing, and as dance is just important to you, you also have a tremendous passion for chemistry.

Ironic, right?

Whether you are caught up between lab hours or Hoseok is busy with his excessive duties at the cafe’s rush hours, you two always find a way to meet up.

Always.

Even with that, Hoseok has yet to realize why his eyes light up when he sees your name pop up on his phone. He ignores the fluttering feeling in his chest when he catches you falling asleep when you were supposed to be studying together. And most importantly, he buries the feeling of how badly he wants to hold your softness of your hips for a moment more after the song ends.

You were his friend– his dance partner since high school, nothing more, nothing less.

So why exactly is he mildly irritated the sub partnered you up with Park Jimin instead of him? It’s just practice. Practice between an insanely stunning woman and a, not that Hoseok would ever admit, equally gorgeous man? Park Jimin knew he was the stuff, and he knew his skills were just as beautiful as his looks.

That bothered him.

Once the partners were all dished out, you gave Hoseok a cute smile as you chuckled at his solemn face, one he did not realize he was giving. “This has to be the first time we aren’t paired up together, huh?” You say with an eyebrow raised at how Hoseok stays sitting on the floor while you get up to move towards Jimin.

Hoseok looks towards the direction you were about to head to, only to be greeted with Jimin’s crescent eye smile directed to you.

Clenching his teeth as he finally gets up from his spot to angrily stomp to poor Lee Sunmi, he thinks to himself, What a happy-go-lucky bitch.

Settled not too far from where you and Jimin stand, Hoseok does his warm ups while glaring at how fast you started making jokes as laughter flows between you and Jimin. Jimin starts poking your sides while you bend down to stretch your toes and all Hoseok can think of is the plushness of your skin and how nice it feels. He doesn’t want anyone’s dirty little fingers going anywhere near it, especially Jimin’s.

With a shake of his head, Hoseok sensed what direction his mind was going and he didn’t like it. Thoughts were running through his head: since when have I ever been like this about Y/N?

Hoseok wanted so badly to tell himself to ignore them, but right when the sensual song boomed from the speakers, he wanted to pull his hair out. Out of all days– the teacher had to be absent during this choreography.

Sunmi could feel Hoseok’s lack of connection as her eyes wandered to where he kept glaring at. At the sight of Jimin practically flirting with Y/N, she smiled fondly as she realized he was probably jealous. Again, everyone shipped the two of them together; it was about time Hoseok realizes the vibe the two of them chronically give off. They are practically a couple, just without PDA.

The beat shifted as the moves became progressively more touchy and intimate. Hoseok barely had a grip on Sunmi as he was too occupied watching Jimin’s unnecessary grips on you. The lust dancing in Jimin’s eyes became too strong for Hoseok as he watched your cheeky grin.

The song ended, Hoseok having yet to even look his partner in the eye, but she didn’t blame him. Hoseok grabbed his water bottle as he waited for Jimin to let go of you, but even though the song was finished, Jimin’s hand was still lazily resting on your hip as you turned to grab your towel.

Then the last straw was pulled. Jimin sent a smirk Hoseok’s way as if he knew his eyes were on the pair the entire time. Smoke was practically steaming out of Hoseok’s ears.

Seeing Jimin’s attention elsewhere, your confused eyes landed on a very angry face. You furrowed your eyebrows together as you opened your mouth, ready to question why Hoseok was giving you such a look, bef0re Hoseok crossed over to you and pulled you out of Jimin’s embrace.

“Hobi, are you-!”

You were cut off by Hoseok’s lips roughly capturing yours as his hands rested tightly on your waist. You were shocked to say the least, but you eventually melted into the kiss as your hands naturally raked through Hoseok’s hair–your lips rhythms dancing with each other. You ignored the hoots and hollers as you smiled against his lips.

Needless to say, you definitely became a couple with tons of PDA.