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this is the hottest smut ive ever fucking read. and ive read ALOT of smut in my life!

this made me go through ALL THE POSSIBLE STAGES AND EMOTIONS I DID NOT KNOW WERE POSSIBLE WHILE READING SOMETHING YET HERE WE ARE!!! MY MOUTH AGAPE, KICKING MY FEET AND GETTINF EXCITED AT EVERY NEW PART AND WORD.

this jungkook makes this so incredibly hot and so fucking AAJDDIBSBS a work of art. the way he talks to mc and the way hes not afraid to whine in her ear and just wants TO FUCK HER. and its so sexy i CANT EVEN.

MY FAV PART WAS THE WAY YOU DESCRIBED JUNGKOOKS SIZE COMPARED TO MCS AND THR YOU YOU YOU YOU part YAAAAAHHHHHH they made my heart skip a beat and need to calm down for a lil🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

AND THE POSITION CHANGE AAAAAA OMGBDJS THANK YOUUU🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

and dear author, the way you describe mc's body as hot and sexy is so fucking appreciated. and the way you wrote about jungkook looking for her clit below her belly had me screaming and twitching/pos. it was so nice to see how no matter what you look like, you can have some good sex and be treated how you want to just because you might be "too fat".

now now, i want to be selfish and want to ask a bit more about these two🥺😔 theyre so fucking cute and soft with each other it seems! and the way jungkook thinks about the mc is so fucking adorable and domestic I HAVE TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THEM😫😫😫😭🤞 if its okay to ask some question??? u dont have to respond ofc!

1. how did these two meet? friends of friends? maybe taking some same classes?

2. was there an instant connection between the two? or was there some steamy tension??

3. what r they like on a normal daily basis, i have a hunch that the two go out often to coffee dates and just going to places together. is jungkook openly affectionate with her? i think so :o

just thank you for writing this piece of art and posting it online for us to see and read. i am a changed person after this and i will be rereading this in the future FOR SURE!

apologise for the long reblog♡

𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 || 𝐣. 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐱 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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genre: NSFW!! SMUT!! Fluff!!

warnings: NSFW, reader is afab, reader kind of has a size kink but instead of it being about her being petite (bc she’s most certainly a thickie) it’s about him towering over her and being able to toss her around anyways bc he’s built like the avatar version of Jake Sully, unprotected sex, sort of dom!jk and sub!reader, so much praise like holy shit srry guys I projected a little, lil bit of roughhousing, light choking, excessive use of pet names, sappy fluff at the end <3

pronouns: she/her

a/n: nothing against my short kings, this is just a lil smth for the big girlies that like bigger boys!!

minors dni. make sure to block my tag #lorelai:thirsts in order to prevent my nsfw posts from showing up on your feed.

“Kook, please- I-I can’t-”

He had you in a mating press and you could feel everything, your feet hanging over his shoulders as he lined his red hot tip with your entrance. Your chubby fingers pushed against his torso as the tip of his cock popped into your slick, pulsing cunt. It felt too good, you needed time to process or you might have just come- for the third time of the hour- before he could even bottom out.

He grabbed your hands that attempted to slow him down, interlocked his fingers with yours and held them on either side of your head against the pillow.

He tore his gaze from where you two were connected most intimately and found your glossy eyes, begging for mercy on your sweet, overstimulated soul. He leaned forward and kissed you sweetly, the action causing him to sink deeper into you. Your whimper into his mouth was his kryptonite, weakened him to some wild animal that wanted to fuck you until you were waking up the neighbors, but he knew you needed him to be gentle in that moment.

“Yes, you can, sweet girl. You’re okay. And you will, won’t you? Fuck- you’re gonna take me like it’s your fucking job ‘cause you’re a good girl.”

Your whole life, you’d never felt small. You had watched your smaller friends giggle as they compared hand sizes with your guys friends, cooing at the differences because they were just so small. Dainty. Petite. All you wanted was to look like them, because you thought you had to in order to be wanted. To be feminine.

“God, you just swallow me up. Look at that puffy little cunt taking me in so well. A-ah, shit, can’t you feel what you do to me, Doll?”

That was until Jungkook had shown you that you were never the problem.

He hovered over you, the expanse of his back, rippling with muscles and sweat-gleaming skin, being big enough to cover the both of you had any of the other members happened to barge in uninvited.

It made you feel like you’d never felt before, completely safe and protected, desired.

The whiny moans Jungkook released into your ear as he began thrusting at a steady pace were nothing short of desperate, a sharp contrast to the man that was ordering you around just minutes before. He was desperate to coax another orgasm from you, make your pretty face contort the way it did when his tongue was abusing your clit moments ago.

You looked so beautiful under him. Hair messy, plump body gleaming with sweat. He could cry if he weren’t balls deep in your pussy, his own orgasm approaching at an alarming speed. But he couldn’t come just yet, he had to ruin you first. Reduce you to a small, pleading, cock-hungry version of the strong and fierce woman he knew you were.

He pulled out without warning and your disappointed whine tugged painfully at his heartstrings.

“Hang in there, pretty. Imma take good care of you.”

He flipped you over like it was nothing, and though it shouldn’t have surprised you because of the amount of times he’d proven more than strong enough to handle you, it still did.

You were kneeled on all fours atop Jungkook’s bed before he grabbed you from behind, pulling you against him so that your back was to his chest. You shudder as his right hand, decorated with the tattoos you so adored, trailed up your pudgy tummy, his warm palm large and flat against the soft skin. He took your breast in his palm and gently kneaded as he planted open mouthed kisses against the curve of your neck.

“You’re so perfect, y’know that? Just so fuckin’ pretty. Made for me.” He whispered against your neck.

You reiterated, love drunkenly, “made for you, Kook. You make me feel so good.”

His long, calloused fingers wrapped around your throat and you gasped. You felt the tip of his cock prodding at your slit and ground against it, causing Jungkook to whine.

“I know, sit still, Baby.” He speaks softly, wanting this more than anybody has ever wanted anything, before you felt your labia part and his cock push into you with a heated pressure.

His fingers tightened around your throat, reflective of the pleasure he felt as he penetrated you, tight and slick and squeezing deliciously around him. He couldn’t hold back any longer, immediately finding a pace that pounded into you harder than he had before.

You’re moaning his name, ‘oh my god’ and ‘Kook, please’ rolling off your tongue as the fire builds within your abdomen. You’re left to do nothing but take his hair in your hands behind you as he sucks and bites at your shoulder, your back arching with pleasure and the painful burn of your thighs from sitting in this position for long enough. It all combines for a fiery sensory buildup, like a flaming comet hurdling towards the earth.

He took his left hand fingers into his mouth, coating them with a generous amount of his spit and reached down for your clit, finding it beneath the shelter of your soft, pudgy tummy. He rubbed your clit furiously with three fingers, messily, like it was a race to orgasm and he wanted you to win.

Jungkook was so close himself that he was worried he’d come before you, so when you moaned out, ‘faster, baby, please’ he delivered, leaning back a bit so that he could thrust up into you faster than the speed of light.

Finally, the band snapped, the comet crashed to the ground, your orgasm an explosion so intense that your vision went hot white, body shaking as your cunt gushed all over Jungkook’s cock and soaked the dark sheets below you. Pulses of fire shot through your nerves and raked through your body, engulfing you in pleasure and nearly removing you from this physical realm all together.

The desperate tightening of your cunt around Jungkook’s cock triggered his own orgasm, his eyes rolling to the back of his head and his throat producing a moan so loud that there was no way his members couldn’t hear him from the other room. He couldn’t give a fuck less, though, sucked up in the feeling of you, the sight of you, the taste of you, the scent of you, you you you you-

You crashed against his chest and he wrapped his arms around your plush waist, pulling you as close as possible to him as his balls emptied into you.

“That’s it, Baby. Fuck, oh my god. You’re okay, you’re okay, you’re here. That was so fucking good, you did so good-”

Your heavy breaths and Jungkook’s praises were the only sounds filling the room. You just couldn’t open your eyes, not yet. Not until after you’ve processed it all, savored the feeling of being wrapped up in the strongest, most caring arms, filled to the brim with his cum, covered and soaked with his scent.

Once you’ve relaxed, not having moved a muscle yet, you craned your neck to face Jungkook, knowing him and knowing he might’ve been worrying about his performance. He stared down at you with the most adoring gaze, like you were his entire world and more.

You kissed his jaw before smiling softly at him.

“You are the most amazing man I have ever met, Kook. That was incredible.”

And he was bashful, Jeon Jungkook blushed at your praise. Even after the events that had just occurred, he hid his face in your neck and giggled.

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