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Hobi smile 💫💓
No metter how sad I am, everytime I see his smile I feel like one of the happiest person 😃💜
Hobi in run era 💫
Base Line|Jung Hoseok x Reader
♡ This contains mature themes so please avoid if you’re not 18+
♡ Genre: Fluff, smut, established relationship, idol AU
♡ Warnings: mentions of drinking, handjobs, breast play, 69 (i got carried away whoops), unprotected sex, squirting, creampie, dirty talk
♡ Summary: You want to reward your boyfriend in the best way you can after his captivating performance at Lollapalooza
♡ Word Count: 1.5K
You waited anxiously in the penthouse hotel room that was shared between you and your boyfriend who is currently performing his highly anticipated set at Lollapalooza. Your eyes have been glued to the screen of the wall-mounted TV. You were in awe seeing Hobi’s stage presence coming out in full force and keeping the crowd captivated song after song. Hearing the crowd chanting his name through the TV filled your heart with the warmth of happiness. You knew how nervous your boyfriend was as the days lead up to this historic performance so knowing that almost everyone in the crowd was shouting their support eased the nerves you were holding for him. You won't lie, seeing Hoseok having full control of the audience with his vocals and stunning dance moves had you feeling a little hot and bothered in the hotel room. The fluffy robe was starting to feel a smidgen too tight around you and you were counting down the minutes for when he would come back to the hotel room.
Once you saw him ending his set and giving his kudos to the live band and the dancers that helped enhance his performance you felt your stomach start to flip with excitement knowing that he would arrive so soon. You nervously tidied the room to keep yourself occupied so you wouldn’t watch the clock as the minutes passed. What you were most excited about was running your fingers through his thick, long locks of hair. You love the length that it’s at and you will do all the pleading you can with Hybe's hair stylists to ensure he can keep this length for more than a week or two. Once the room was at your standard of clean you dimmed the lights to set a mood. You grabbed two of the complimentary champagne flutes that came with the room and poured them to about halfway full of champagne and placed them down on the coffee table that sat in the middle of the room.
You can’t help but take a few sips of the bubbly beverage, but made sure to top it off to make it look untouched when Hobi comes. Your heart rate starts to pick up when you hear the door lock click and a beep emit from the door letting you know that it’s unlocked. You cannot help the wide grin that spreads across your face. He barely made it through the doorway and you were squeezing him with a hug that was full of love. “Look who came back from his historic set!” The smirk you had made Hobi blush and turn his head away from your gaze shyly. “My love, you have no idea how much I’ve wanted to just come back and lay down with you. I’m exhausted!” You coo at him and bring over the champagne flute and it surprises you when he gulps it all down in one go. “Wow, Jimin has really rubbed off on you.” You chuckle and Hobi has a cute innocent smile making an appearance. “Cutie, I’m gonna take a quick shower and once I’m in my pajamas I’m gonna make sure that robe ends up in a corner of the room. You look too good right now and showing restraint.” He winks and goes into the bathroom without another word. Meanwhile, you’re rubbing your thighs together feeling yourself start to get wet just from his words.
You hear the water flow stop and seeing the steam escape from the small crack in the door just leaves you impatient with what’s in store for you behind the door. The door fully opens and your eyes lock with your boyfriend, but your attention is quickly directed to his near-to-nothing clothed body. All he’s wearing as ‘pajamas’ are white and black plaid boxer briefs. You want to pounce on him right now. Your champagne is long forgotten and you arise from the bed and your lips find purchase on Hoseok’s immediately. He kisses back with a smile on his lips and he wraps an arm around your waist. The other arm is snaking down lower till his hand grips your ass. The feeling of his tongue in your mouth and running along your lips and his hand massaging your ass has you moaning into his mouth. He pulls his lips away and starts to suck at your earlobe. The sensation of him gently pushing your hair back and starting to nibble and lick at your earlobe and even playing with your earring between his teeth causes goosebumps to spread all over. The breathy moans that fill the room make you desperate for more. Your hand starts to lazily stroke him through his underwear and when you run your thumb against the tip his knees buckle in the slightest, but knowing you have such an effect makes you so much wetter.
His slender fingers untie your robe and push it off your shoulders to expose your tits. Having the slightly chilly air makes your nipples even harder and Hoseok cannot help but put his lips around one of them. The other nipple was taken into his fingers and the way that he was rubbing, flicking, and rolling it had your back arching and your head thrown back. “I-I’m so close to cumming! Please baby keep touching me!” He quickened the pace of his tongue and the wet flicks were enough to create your first orgasm. “My love, you did so well, but now it’s time to see how well you can use your mouth now.” His dirty talk has your hole clenching around nothing. You stood up shakily and slipped off your panties. You pushed your boyfriend against the bed and seeing you take charge definitely made his cock twitch. “Oh, my baby wants her wet pussy eaten out while she chokes on my cock.” He smirks and is grabbing you by your waist to join him on the bed. You straddle his body and all your focus is directed toward the thick length in front of your face. Your lips wrap around and you slowly bob your head because no matter how many times you give head you have to adjust your throat to his long length. Hoseok’s moans are muffled by him pressing his face against your pussy and sucking at your hard clit that was begging to get attention.
The tears roll down your cheeks while your deepthroat is mixing with all the spit that has come from the messy blowjob. You can barely stay steady with how good he’s eating your pussy. His tongue runs up and down through your slit and every time it swipes your clit it sends shockwaves through your body. Hobi loves seeing your body twitch from him touching your clit and this leads him to focus all of his energy on sucking on it. The wet sounds coming from the both of you have each of you feeling borderline feral with how horny it makes the both of you. Your pussy is pulsing with the looming feeling of another orgasm and before you can even process your cunt is gushing with wetness. You’re seeing stars from this orgasm and can barely hold yourself up, but Hoseok is relishing this moment and is lapping up your release. “Is that my reward for performing so well tonight sweetheart?” You nod feeling so fucked out already. He rolls you off of him and sits up with his back against the wooden headboard and pats his lap. He’s going to kill you. He’s a madman for having you ride him immediately after an orgasm, but the excitement you feel in the pit of your stomach says otherwise.
You slide right down onto his cock with ease and bottom out instantly. The both of you groan loudly at the sensation and you start to bounce once you’re used to his length. “Fuck baby, having your tits bounce in my face like this is gonna make me cum so fast.” Hearing that makes you slow down your pace just to tease him a little bit. “Oh, cmon baby please don't tease me like that. Your pussy feels so good. Please keep going!” Hearing his begging of course you had to oblige him. You pick up your pace and you feel the grip he has on your hips get tighter and you know he’s close. His moans grow louder and breathier and when he cums he’s slamming up into you and it has you crying out. The feeling of his cum shooting up into you has you letting out some of your final moans. Hobi is panting with his head leaning against your shoulder and you can't help but gently play with his hair. At first, it just starts with just twirling the strands that are close to his nape, but now you’re carding your fingers through it while trying to catch your breath. You place a kiss on his temple and lean down to the shell of his ear. “You did amazing tonight Jay. I love you.” You lean back but you’re suddenly being pulled into his embrace and he’s flipping you around so your back is against the mattress. This night is going to be long.
Notes: This is such an old draft, but I’m trying to get back into writing now that I actually have control during this semester! Enjoy lovelies <3
cherry | 𖦊 : seven
pairing: yandere! park jimin x f. reader, yandere! jung hoseok x f. reader
genre: fluff || smut || non-idol au || yandere
summary: you’re the cherry on top of everything. the little girl in front of your parents; the gooody two-shoes of your family, friends, and everyone who knows you. so when you’re staring at the two bright, red lines on the pregnancy test. you know you’re fucked, you really do. especially when there’s not only one man, but seven.
word count: +1.3k
tags/warnings: unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap it up guys), a small peek at hoseok liking praises, creampie, squirting, basically stalking/ spying, soft sex?, size difference, jimin cares for reader (too much…), living room sex, hoseok umm…knows stuff~
notes: sorry it took a bit too long :’(
tag list: @bananamochidaisy @mageprincess7 @darkuni63 @princess-sunshyn @redeyezbloodymouth @bxcndd @iloverubberduckiez-blog
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"seo-jun, nice to see you again." jimin smiles at him, leaning forward in the chair. all seo-jun does is nod at his words before looking around the cafe, a questioning look on his face. "it's to blend in; it's loud enough to cover our conversation and too many people for somebody to notice us." seo-jun gives jimin a thumbs up before opening the menu, eyes widening at the prices for food and drinks. "eat whatever you want, i'll pay." he grins at the quiet man. after jimin orders what they both want to the waiter, he finally starts to talk about you. "so, tell me how is (y/n)? is she all right? has she been," he pauses at the thought of realizing he'll find out the truth, "um, seeing anyone?" seo-jun quickly takes out an ipad from his bag, opening up that file before handing the ipad to an impatient jimin. who looks anxious and sick at the thought of seeing pictures of you with someone else. it makes him wanna throw up but at the same time, he understands that if he wants to keep you to himself, he'll have to do whatever it takes. everything is normal; no sign of you with someone else or anything. you're just living your daily routine. jimin smiles at the pictures where he can see your face clearly, especially the one where you're smiling. seo-jun eyes him in curiosity, questions bundling in his head but he won't ask. jimin was never the type to do this. and he's known jimin for quite some time. so who are you, (y/n)? he wonders. noting the fact that jimin said they were fiancés, yet their situation seemed a bit too different for it to be like that. seo-jun watches the smile falter at one picture, "his name is nolan; he's in one of the same classes as her, he's 19, lives with a roommate in an apartment on-" jimin cuts him off, "yeah, i know him. i don't think i have to wo-", then a sudden memory comes flashing to him. how nolan stared at you all throughout the amusement park. "follow him." he says with a sweet smile that doesn't match with his eyes as the waiter places down their food.
"oh hobi, it my best friend's toothbrush. she stays over sometimes. we have the best sleepovers!" you cheer. hoseok face changes in a quick second,"aww, really? that's nice. so i'm taking she likes the color blue." you nod at his words, eyes switching back to the board game and pretending to think on how to gain another victory. "her name's olivia, right?" you feel your heart stop at the mention of her name coming out of hoseok's mouth. how does he know her? you've never mentioned her at all to hoseok. your body doesn't turn to face him, small sound of agreement to his question. "yeah, did i ever tell you about her?" you ask with a sweet tone that doesn't make hoseok suspect a single thing. "yeah, a while back though." he responds, lying to you. where does he know her from? you don't notice how hoseok walks right behind you, too deep in thought that it scares you when he kisses your ear. "how about we both take the victory for tonight?"
his question goes unanswered when he kisses you and lifts you up. your legs wrap around his waist as he takes you to the couch in your living room. your mind is still on the realization that you've never told hoseok about any of your personal things, not your friends or family. so how does he know olivia? your mind finally snaps when your underwear is being tugged off you, his hands caressing your legs as they slide off. "gosh, you're so pretty." his brown eyes stare down at you with that beautiful smile that, somehow, always makes your heart flutter. he kisses you on your forehead and then lips gently, before spreading your legs apart. hoseok grunts as he views your cunt, all wet for him. hoseok kisses your clit softly, before, without warning, furiously sucking on it. you moan at the feeling. your eyes roll to the back of your head after his tongue dips into your pussy. your hand finds its way to his hair, gripping his hair into a tight fist. hoseok continues to fuck your hole with his tongue, impatient to have your sweet essence down his throat. it has your back arching when he suddenly goes at a quicker pace.
"hobi!" you moan out as you cum on his tongue. he slurps every drop, ignoring your tugs of his hair when you try to push him because of how sensitive you are. his chin is dripping wet, but all he does is kiss you while his hands push his boxers and pants down. his tongue fighting dominance with your own, until he finally wins. hoseok makes sure you feel his cock at your entrance. he rubs it along with your slit and teases your hole with his tip. he snickers when you whine at him, "please hobi!" but he doesn't listen. you've finally had enough for of his little teases. you push your hips downwards and your hand grabs his cock before lining it up with your entrance and forcing it in. the both of you moan in pleasure, "such a feisty girl." he chuckles at your movements. his hips start moving and hitting your own with a hard pace, you're for sure that you'll bruise. it's something that can't happen, not when you might see seokjin or taehyung or any of the men. "ow, hobi!" you cry out a painful moan that convinces him enough to slow down. "shit, i'm sorry." hoseok pecks your forehead, then lips before going to suck your collarbone. you immediately pull him up to kiss his lips. taking one of his hands to touch your clit while his cock pushes past your folds over and over. "fuck, you're so tight." he groans once your lips finally let him go. your saliva covers his lips, and vice versa. you're so close to releasing, hand squeezing hoseok's shoulder while the other scratches his back, leaving a trail of pink.
you're cumming when hoseok hits your g-spot repeatedly. you have such a tight grip on him, he can't stop the moans that leave his lips in a hurry. the cum on his dick only makes it easier for him to move in and out of your cunt. you whisper words of encouragement to him, sweet words of nothing, moaning right next to his ear. you suck on his neck and collarbone, leaving small spots of red surrounded by your lipstick. "gosh hobi," you pant and sob at overstimulation before continuing, "you look so handsome like this, covered with my lipstick; my marks." his eyes roll back at your dirty comment that makes his face heat. hoseok's cum floods your walls, twitching inside of you as he thrusts through his high. he connects both of your hands, not slipping out of you, before bringing you into a hug. "see, it's a win-win." he laughs when you smack his shoulder. "what are you doing over the weekend?" hoseok asks. "i'm going to visit my family. i miss them, more than usual." he coos at your statement, "aww, that's adorable. but i was, uh, kinda hoping i could take you out?" he suggests, but then shakes his head, "maybe sunday?" your mind goes back to namjoon; you were meeting him on saturday and going to visit them on sunday. "i'm gonna be with them the whole weekend, hobi! sorry." he nods at you, "it's all right."
you fall asleep no later in his arms. when it's all quiet and he's sure you're asleep, "i know you're lying to me; olivia's been staying with her family since monday, a place five hours from here. so who's been here, huh, my (y/n)?"
THE WAITER'S FRIEND - CHAPTER 1: IT ALL BEGAN WITH A DRESS
🍷Come here, love. Let me tell you a story🍷
💕Pairing: Hoseok x Reader
✏️Genre/au: Angst, Romance, Slice of life with some action, Smut
✏️Rating: PG 18+, explicit
📝Wordcount: 2724
⚠️Chapter warnings: Driving under the influence of alcohol
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As you entered the apartment building elevator and looked at yourself in the mirror, you couldn't believe that your long time boyfriend decided to shut his mouth when his mom insinuated you looked like a hooker in front of the whole family. And, on top of that, take her side when you were alone.
The tears that formed in your eyes accentuated how your waterline was turning red from the frustration, but you flickered your lashes to decongest them, not willing to let the neighbours of the flat you had rented with him know you were about to leave him.
"Superficial, unstyled bitch… this is called fashion," you muttered, looking at your silky dress with the controversial cleavage, as if she could hear you. “Man-child without brain…” you growled right after, referring to him.
You put all your clothes in the big suitcase you had for those rare occasions where you were able to take a week off of work and escape on a trip. Which has happened only twice since you started working in the fashion industry as an assistant designer. On those occasions where the main designer would take you with her on a trip, you had a much tinier one to travel light, since most of the clothing you were to wear in public belonged to the company.
As soon as you reached your car and sat down, letting the fact that you were indeed leaving for good sink in, you allowed the warm drops down your cheeks and cried for a while before calling your best friend.
Although you were being mentally strong about the break up, it was still heartbreaking to feel like you'd been wasting your time with someone who didn't value you enough in the end.
Your best friend's reply was kind of dry and polite at first. Knowing her, she had picked up her personal phone without really looking at who was calling, while she was working in her home office. But as soon as she heard your voice, her severe lawyer tone moved to her much sweeter and calm one. Still, one could always notice a certain coldness in it, but you've always thought it makes her sound smart.
You explained to her what happened and besides little hums of understanding, she let you go through the whole story, even with the insert of crying in the middle of it. Once you silenced and she was sure you were done, she cursed, a thing that you knew she only did internally and you understood she was simply fed up with it.
"I swear to god, if you go back to him, I'm not talking to you anymore," she said and you laughed at her tone, thinking it really was the last time and that you had enough.
"We both know you love me too much to just not talk to me," you said confidently. Her silence said it all. "I'm not going back," you pronounced, she snorted ironically and then you understood you must have caught her on a bad day if she was specially irascible; because besides her sense of humor, she was an absolute sweetheart and was always up to help anyone.
After all, she was the one who moved through contacts to find you a cute apartment with an acceptable rent when you didn't even ask for it. Just because she wanted you to have a place, in case you broke up with Mark, after you two had a big argument last month.
"I'm tired of having to act like I'm someone else in front of his family," you told her, fed up with it all. Suddenly you felt the need to let off steam, "We should go clubbing tonight." She didn't respond at first.
"No," she replied a few seconds after, dryly. It was true that the last time you drank so much you threw up in the taxi and she had to pay a fine, and, then you threw up on her brand new carpet and she had to replace it because the professional cleaners couldn't get the stain out.
However, you really needed a girl’s night, so you insisted with practised tactics towards her iron defences and after a little sweet talk from your side on how sad you were, which was true, and how much you needed to have fun, she agreed.
“I’m calling him,” you said.
“Sofie, don’t,” she said and with that being the third time she’d replied that to you, she tried to pull the phone away from you. "Sofie. Don't."
“Trust me, I know what I’m doing,” you said as you stood up and walked through the people to the terrace, where the sky was clouded with the light pollution. The phone beeped as you reached the bannister and you dialled his number, he replied just seconds later.
“Where are you?” was his first say and you knew you were taking the right decision.
“None of your business anymore. I was just calling to tell you that this is over–” you said, noticing how the alcohol was causing struggles on your ability to stand straight.
“Over the phone? Are you drunk…?” he said, interrupting you in that legal tutor tone he would use to lead you to do what he wanted. “Come home, let’s talk it out,” he sighed, as if he was disappointed, only adding to your anger.
“No, Mark, I’m not drunk enough to deal with your bullshit. I said it’s over. I’ve already moved some of my stuff somewhere else, I’ll come pick up the rest by the end of the week. It would be gallant of you if you weren’t there. Not that I expect you to be,” you told him, finally letting your mind set free from all the restraints that he had been trying to put on you.
“Babe, let’s talk this out… It has only been a misunderstanding,” he tried to sway you.
“Don’t call me babe. You’ve lost that right. I’m done talking with people who don’t want to understand or be respectful. I said it’s over. I won’t repeat myself anymore,” you said dryly, using a cold tone you’ve never heard from yourself before. “Our ties and contact end here. I hope you get that clear,” you said before hanging.
When you locked the screen you felt like a big weight had been lifted off your chest and a wide smile brightened your face. But as you moved to walk inside, your knees struggled to keep your balance over the heels, and a very handsome guy had to help you stay on your feet.
When your eyes met, it was like the sun was shining bright in the sky, although being nighttime.
“Are you ok?” he wondered, when you stayed still in his grasp. He was amazed by your features; the shine in your eyes made something crawl softly underneath his skin comforting him as if he was watching the flow of a calm river.
“Ye-yeah, I’m sorry,” you said, as you moved a little bit to break the lack of space between your bodies, feeling a little cold all of the sudden. Your scent filled his nostrils and his brain, it was like sweet candy on a summer night. Like being at the carnival on a romantic date. He felt a tingle all over his skin.
“It’s okay,” he said, although he didn't move, unsure of his own body. “Do you need some water?” He called the attention of the waiter picking up glasses from the empty tables and told him to bring you a water bottle although you said it wasn’t necessary. It was him who felt his throat dry, so he sipped down his beverage when he thought you were not looking.
“I’m Hoseok, nice to meet you,” he offered with his dimpled smile.
“I’m Sofie, it’s a pleasure to meet you too,” you told him with a slightly nervous smile. You couldn't really stop looking at him, contemplating his sharp features. So handsome. Your thoughts played tricks on you and you suddenly felt the urge to kiss him.
Looking away, you took hold of the banister, suddenly feeling it wasn’t the alcohol that made your knees shake.
You didn't really notice the waiter had come to bring the water until Hoseok handed you the bottle. Then you touched his hand slightly, on purpose, just to know. He gave you the sweetest dimpled smile when your eyes met, but also swallowed, focused on the way you moved.
The same wish to kiss you flooded his mind and he held himself from doing so.
Forgetting the bottle over the metallic rail, your hands traced over his cheeks, way slower for you than what the motion really was, because he had no time to reject it. And although he felt like that would have been the right thing to do, his lips moved against yours, moulding to your form and enjoying the new sensation.
Letting his wish be fulfilled.
The flavouring of your alcohols mixed as your tongues collided, a sour, almost lemon flavour, but it felt good, refreshing even. When you pulled closer to him, his eyes opened in surprise, the sudden and unexpected hard on he was trying to keep respectfully away from you, drew its form through the black fabric of his trousers and the dark pink of your silk dress.
He then intensified the kiss, closing his eyes again, pressing instinctively against your body, forgetting his good manners. Turning you against the corner, between the rail and the building wall, where his back was before yours, he stroked your cheeks then abruptly stopped, reminding himself that you were in a public place.
Something that was not a big deal back home, was frowned upon there.
Your breaths are worked up and a sudden awkwardness set in the environment, acknowledging people could have seen what you were doing.
"I-I’m sorry, are you ok?" he asked before moving to a safe, yet not cold, distance.
“Ye-yeah, don’t worry. I-” you stuttered, nervously, not really knowing why.
You wished he had never stopped.
“Do you want us to sit, maybe?” he offered, politely, not really knowing how to go around the situation of you throwing yourself at him since he had a very different way of doing things. Even when his gut was stirring up in the definition of lust, he pointed towards an empty table at the other side of the terrace, offering himself a redemption.
"Hm…” you muttered, drunkenness clouding your ability to think.
“Only if-” he suddenly thought maybe you were coming to your senses and regretted what you’d just done.
“Can you take me home?" you asked, trying not to sound like you were suggesting what you were suggesting, even though his physical show had told you everything, you knew he was being polite, fighting the urge for the same thing that you craved.
He reached into his pocket to send a message to Jimin, thinking about how quickly the man had disappeared from the scene when he had started talking to you.
A smile showed on his face when he read what the other one was up to and stopped worrying about leaving with you. Before excusing himself to write something very quick, he led you back inside the building when you explained to him that you came with a friend.
You couldn’t see her anywhere and quickly reached for your phone to message her.
Her reply came a few seconds later while Hoseok asked you if there was anything that would make your friend identifiable and offered to give her a lift too. You thought that was very nice and charming and it made you scream inside.
She sent, getting straight to the point, just as expected from her. But as you explain to Hoseok that she’d left already, he seems disappointed in her, probably seeing Ares as a bad friend. You explained to him that it was unusual of her to do that and she had a good reason to do so. He smiled apologetically.
You messaged her with a giggle, then you told Hoseok that it was fine if you guys left. He placed his hand politely at the upper part of your back showing you the direction of the elevator as you walked through the crowded club. Once in the elevator you checked your phone again.
You looked at Hoseok who was trying to give you privacy by looking at the weather screen on top of the numbers and you took it as a chance to capture his perfect features with your phone.
You thought that although she was right you wanted to keep a memory of him for some reason. It could be seen as creepy too, but you had a very simple and plain reason to keep that picture.
'C’mooon!' you replied to her but as the elevator came to a halt in one of the floors you understood there wasn’t going to be a reply. A guy entered and you cut the respectful distance that Hoseok was holding towards you, putting a hand on his chest, when the other guy checked you out. And although he wasn’t looking, Hoseok caught it out of the corner of his eye and placed a protective arm around your shoulder before giving the other guy a sideways look.
The guy shifted his weight and looked straight to the door.
Both of you stayed silent and when the elevator stopped at the last floor the guy was fast to leave it and go find his car in the parking lot. All the opposite of how calmly the both of you walked towards Hoseok’s car.
His hand, however, had adventured underneath your shoulder blades first as you left the elevator and then away from your body completely, offering his elbow to help you keep your balance.
He helped you into the passenger seat, closing the door for you and to your utter surprise, when he parked the car and accompanied you to your apartment, he rejected your offer to enter.
"I don't think that's a good idea. You are drunk and I won't take advantage of it," he said with a soft smile. "We could talk once we are both sober, if that's ok with you," he said, taking his phone from his pocket but waiting for your response before unlocking it.
"Yeah," you breathed out, completely charmed by his manners. His rejection, or better said, his respect for you sent a shiver of arousal directly to your core.
He then used his phone and handed it to you with a new contact screen open. You typed and as soon as you were done, without a word, he typed on it again and your phone rang.
"You have mine now," he offered and leaned forward, kissing your forehead, feeling himself shake when your scent penetrated his senses. He knew if he didn't walk out at that moment and you were to do any move in his direction, his self-control was condemned. "I hope you sleep well," he muttered against your hairline, taking the strength within him to not pull you in for a kiss and fail to keep his word.
"I hope you do too," you said, with a thread of voice. His warmth and the musky scent floating to your nostrils had you under a spell and all you wanted was to reach for his nape and let your lips melt with his mouth. But you intended to respect him in return, so you didn't.
Then he moved away and left after offering a bow. The whole thing, making you grab onto the frame of the door as you tried to keep your balance. Closing the door you lean against it with your chin pointed to the ceiling, biting your lower lip with your eyes closed. A smile drew over your face as you stayed like that.
Being left wanting more had never felt so sweet.
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🍷I'll see you soon, darling. 🍷
I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! Let me know your thoughts and reblog if you liked it.
This is a parallel story to The waiter and it makes sense to read them together but it's completely up to you 😊 See you in the 6th again!
I want to thank once more, @moonleeai for the beta work 💜
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crush hour (m) || jhs
pairing : hoseok x reader
genre : smut, pwp(lol)
rating : m (18+); minors dni
summary : You need to reward your boyfriend for his latest collab with the best gift. Your mouth.
word count : 987
warnings : ahem. ahem. lessgo. blowjob, handjob, deepthroating, rush hour jhope (basically jhoe), swearing, kissing, a lil bit crying?, v v lil mentions of anal, no penetrative sex cuz reader would like to make him cum once more (not mentioned in the drabble lol), jhope tears the readers top, does he?? lmao his tongue keeps on peeking out tho ;)
author's note : wow right? i mean omg i can't stop listening to this damn bop!! and jhope switching into jhoe !!! this whole drabble was so quick and the main trigger was literally this damned tiktok. anyways unedited and written on a whim, as always ;)
mood : rush hour - jhope & crush
m.list | taglist
Jung Hoseok never failed to take your breath away.
This time, he was literally doing so.
"Oh my god Y/N."
You hum around his dick and he groans again. With his cock lodged inside your mouth and breathing erratic, Hoseok moans for his life.
He had been working on this collaborative single for a while now. He had never let you listen to even a second of it, giving some reasons like I can't let you listen to it because of the privacy reasons of the label and my collaborator and blah blah blah. He has mumbled something about it being a surprise too and god was he honest. Because the song that filtered out the speaker had your insides churn with an unknown pleasure and your mouth almost screamed to get him inside you. It was indeed, the sluttiest surprise.
And so here you are, in your living room, with his dick in your mouth.
You swipe your tongue over his painfully hard shaft and he jerks forward, stuffing himself deeper inside you. Your tongue tastes his pre-cum dripping down his length inside your mouth and you moan around his dick as you bob your head up and down him.
He moans your name and his hands immediately grab your hair, forming a makeshift ponytail and helping you move even more faster, and deeper.
"You always take me so well baby." his breathy voice sends butterflies to your stomach and you detach yourself from him, using your hands to spread the slick of your saliva and his pre cum all over his shaft.
"I want to give you a gift, hobi. You did so well." you look up at him through your lashes and he sucks in a shaky breath as his hips buck forward.
He slowly fucks himself in your hand and you sing out praises, watching him get impossibly hard, with his tip an angry red and veins wilding.
"Don't, don't do that."
"What?" you kiss his tip teasingly.
"T-that. Don't t-tease me baby. Either take me in or stop. I can't wai-" you take him in your mouth again before he could even finish his sentence.
He grasps your hair harder and you jerk forward, your nose brushing his small tickly hair and he moans so loud, you feel your eyes rolling back and pussy clenching around nothing due to the pleasure of his sounds.
"Yeah, like that. Such a good girl."
You nod eagerly and happily at his words, tears almost spilling out of your eyes as his dick hits the back of your throat and you still move your head with the perfect rhythm, pace, and lust.
His moves turn languid and he caresses your scalp, when his cock twitches in your mouth and the tears fall out for real. You look up at him, your vision blurry and feel your heart skip a beat.
With his tongue peeking out just a little, resting atop his bottom lip, eyes scrunched shut with pleasure adorned by the yellow shades which are a little askew but still oh so fucking hot on him. His chest heaving, breathing quick and cheeks flushed red, you wanted him to fuck you right then and there for hours. Especially with those black, luscious hair of his sticking to the nape of his neck due to the sweat trickling down his form.
"I'm gonna cum."
Heart soaring and ass sticking out for him, you gladly cup his balls and give them a squeeze, all while moving your tongue skillfully like a master. He gives in to your touch in the next few seconds, spilling his load into your mouth.
He moans heavenly, breathily and your pussy gushes with arousal, nipples hardening against the material of your skimpy top. For what feels like hours, he spurts ropes of his cum and you obediently, hornily, swallow it all.
When he finally stops, you remove your mouth from his dick and stick out your tongue for him to see that you have swallowed it all. It's that which spurs him to hastily pull you up by your arms and smash his lips onto yours. He grimaces a little at the taste of his cum but nevertheless sticks his tongue into your mouth fiercely.
The kiss was walking on no tightrope, and you had completely tripped down the rope, into the pits of destruction, crushed by the feeling of Hoseok feeling you through his hands on your ass, groping the flesh and kneading it.
"You will be the death of me one day." he says and kisses your chin, trailing them towards your collarbone.
"I am already crushed by you."
He laughs and grabs your ass tightly.
"This thing was taunting me so much when you were on your knees, baby. I want to fuck that hole of yours so bad."
"Mhm but not before I get you to come again. In my mouth." you grab his hair as he reaches your breastbone and nips at the skin, moaning at your words.
"Maybe next time. But for now-" his words are cut short by his actions as he suddenly grabs the top of your strapless crop top and tears it down, in one quick motion, your boobs spilling out and you gasping loudly.
"Oh my god, Hobi."
He grabs one of your tits in his hands and kneads the boob softly, your nipples erect and hard.
"Yeah, you have rewarded me enough. Now it's my turn."
He flicks his thumb over your nipple and you whimper in his hold, jerking a bit forward and noticing he is semi hard, again.
"F-for?"
"For being the perfect crush." he takes that nipple between his lips and you shudder.
"I thought you loved me."
"But I have a crush on you too."
You both laugh in sync as he pulls you inside the bedroom and true to his words, he rewards you all night.
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I'm just a sucker for Hobi and fics with happy endings that are quite soft, I'm sorry 😂 Or I am just the only one requesting Hobi at this point😌
"My babygirl is always in need for her hubby, awww how cute *sunshine smile* come cuddle your jagi *opens arms* "
Hi, may I please request the fluff ( with a bit of smut ) with J-Hope where reader is kinda tall but tiny (thin) and is insecure abt her small chest and Hobi makes it clear that she's perfect for him and that he loves her very much? Thank you so much 💞💞💞
☆Chocolate chips°•~🍫~
Jung Hoseok × reader;
husband!au;
Genre: fluff, smut, nsfw!, husband!au, husband!hoseok!, dom!hoseok, sub!reader, idol!au (only mentioned he is an idol);
WARNINGS: NSFW!, smut, mentions of self hate, issues, anxiety, tears (ALL THE BODIES ARE BEAUTIFUL, GURLS!!!!!), nipple playing, chocolate playing, breasts playing, french kissing, marking, hickeys, CHOKING(😌);
Description: You are a tall and thin girl and you were always concerned about your flat chest. But what happens when one day you get obssesed with Instagram girls and end up hating your body more? Hoseok is there to show you how perfect you are.
You were done with Instagram. For life. You kept scrolling on it all day long, at first, trying to find more posts about kittens and puppies, because you found them so adorable, but then you saw a picture of one of the idols you knew that Hoseok is listening to and likes.
"She is so skinny..." you said. "But look at her breasts..."
A sad feeling started to grow inside of you. At first it was her, then another post with another skinny girl, but with huge breasts and then many of them followed. You were exhused, mentally exhused. You threw your phone on the couch, not caring if it will fall off of it and break.
You went in front of the mirror, throwing off your cotton t-shirt. And there they were. Or weren't. Your breasts. Your small breasts, which you hated so much. You were always concerned about them, about how small they were beside the ones the other girls had.
Sitting from your profile, you almost sobbed when you saw nothing. You wanted to hit all the girls that kept on complaining about their watermelons , about their hips and curves. They were always jealous on how tall and thin you were, telling you how much they wished to have your body.
You scoffed. You looked like a boy into your eyes, so why would they want your body, when they looked like godesses. You couldn't even realise why Hoseok married you in first place. You- a nonkorean; you- who were almost as tall as he was; you- the girl with no curves; You used to love your body, until you started to date an idol. Is not like Hoseok was treating you bad, or without respect, calling you bad names.
No, Hoseok was exactly the opposite. He loved you so much and he loved your body. He used to praise you so much, making sure you are alright and happy. He wanted to make sure you are aware of how important and perfect you are to him. Your husband was all you ever asked for. Sweet, caring, a sunshine. He simply lives for making you feel happy and loved.
So this is why you didn't understand why such a perfect, amazing and generous person like him would love someone like you. Even to make love with you! And you remember how you never felt weird while sharing such an intimate moment with him, as I said, he was amazing.
Wiping your tears, which you didn't even realise you let out, you put back your t-shirt, not wanting to see your flat chest anymore, almost toring it apart, in frustration.
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Later on, you were cuddling with your husband. You formed a little ball, hidding yourself at his bare chest, his hand gently stroking your hair, the other one burried into the chocolate chips pack. He was smiling and eating the chips, enjoying the cartoons on the TV. He just got home from the boys, he used to visit them often, after she moved with you, sharing the apartment.
But Hoseok noticed how quiet you are. The moment he got home and wrapped his arms around you, tuging you closer at his chest, he saw you weren't smiling. He actually thought you are not happy to see him, for a second. When he asked you what happened, you put on a fake smile, which didn't escape him, as well, but he said nothing.
Now you were still silent, staring at his profile the whole time, examinating the way his jaw was moving while he was chewing the chips, the way he used to lick his lips after each one, down to his beautiful neck, to the veins of it which were so visible when he was mad or singing...
"Do I look like a boy?" You asked out of suddent, making him freeze on the half way of eating a chips. You were staring some where else, not wanting to know his answer. "What did you say?" he asked you and cupped your face, turning it, to make you look at him.
You slowly looked at him, trying to not let go of the tears you were holding. "Why would you think like this, Y/N?" he stroked your jaw with his thumb, titling his head. You were bitting your bottom lip, nibbling the soft flesh with your teeth, making it a mess of ripped skin and blood.
He softly pull it out by his thumb, giving it a soft suck, taking you by surprise. "B-Because I look like a boy. I don't have curves like other girls do, I am so tall and thin, a girl is supposed to be short and curvy- "
You were cut off by Hoseok's mouth crashing on yours. You widened your eyes, wanting to pull away of him, to ask him what happened, but he wrapped his veiny hand around your throat, giving it a slightly squeeze, his dirty fingers leaving chocolate marks on your delicate skin.
Hoseok sucked your bottom lip hard, his fingers pushing more into your skin, earning a gasp from you, which he didn't hesitate to push his warm tongue inside the cave of your mouth, meeting yours. With soft but same time possessive moves of his wet muscle, he touched your tongue, massaging and licking it, making you shiver and lean back on the arm of the couch, pulling him to you, by his arms. You softly moaned inside of his mouth when he started to explore your mouth, not leaving a place uncaressed.
Catching his tongue and sucking on it, making him groan in pleasure. Sticking his tongue out for you to suck on it as if you were sucking something else, making him closer his eyes and choke you harder, taking a moan from you, as well. Pulling away for you two to breathe, Hoseok planted kisses down your jaw, slighty nibbling on your skin.
"Y/N, babygirl...." he whispered on your neck, giving it kitty lick, collecting all the chocolate he left on it, making you shiver, goosebumps forming on your skin, covering your body. "You are perfect, just the way you are. I love you body so much, it always amazes me..." he whispered, between kisses and leaving love marks on your clear skin. (Clear- without marks, I am not talking about the skin tone.)
Your breath was messy, chest rising up and falling down back, blood rushing in your cheeks. Right when you wanted to complain and tell him how wrong he is, Hoseok lifted up your t-shirt, exposing your torso. You gasped and tried to cover yourself but he pinned your hands on both sides of your head, cocking a brow at you.
"Don't you dare cover yourself, my beautiful girl!" His voice was soft but yes serious, same as his voice. Sweet but determinated, imposing, making you listen to him and keep your hands beside your head. "Good girl~" he said and kissed you once more.
But you couldn't respond the kiss, because in one second, Hoseok's face was on your chest, placing open mouthed kisses of your chest and small breasts, making you blush even more. "These breasts are perfect for me!" he said and cupped them, giving them a firm squeeze, making you arch your back to meet his hands.
He smirked and sucked the spot of your neck, leaving a huge and visible mark on it, making you moan in pleasure. Massaging one of your breasts, he stared down at your beautiful face. You had your eyes closed, enjoying the way he was playing with your nipples, rubbing them between his index finger and thumb, slightly pulling on it, pinching the little bud, making it erected.
"These beautiful breasts are all mines. No matter of they are big or small, round or not,no matter if you are curvy or not, you are all mine and this is all that matters." You heard him saying, before getting out a chocolate chips. You frowned and stared at him. Was he really gonna eat right then?!
But Hoseok used it to circle your soft nipples, coaxing them in melted chocolate, making you gasp and him to smirk. Pushing the chips into your mouth, making you eat it, Hoseok started at his art work. Rubbing his full of chocolate fingers on your breasts, spreading it everywhere, he was adoring you.
And you felt so shy, but same time so sexy in front of him. How couldn't you anyway? When he was staring at you with so much adoration, venerating your body. "Oh baby you did such a mess. I guess I have to devour these chocolate chips!"
Hoseok's tongue touched the skin of your chest, trailing circles on it and around your nipple, collecting the chocolate and making you squirm under him, soft whimpers leaving your parted lips. He smirked against your skin and took your nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard.
"A-Ah, Hoseok..." you said, burring your hands into his hair, holding in his soft locks, while his mouth was working on your nipples. It felt so good to have his mouth stimulating you so well, caressing your soft nipples, sucking and softly nibbling on them.
You were a moaning mess, arching your back so he will take more. He opened his mouth and took your whole titt into his mouth, sucking it so hard, moving his wet muscle on nipple in fast motion. You pulled on his hair, shutting your eyes tight.
"See?" He said, licking his lips and staring down at you. You opened your eyes slowly, staring at his full of chocolate lips and rising an eyebrow at him.
"Your titts are delicious!" he said.
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Author's note: @soft-hobi-hours love, sorry for taking this long, I've been busy! I really enjoyed writing this, I really hope you like it!!!! ♡
My requests are always open, feel free to send me requests for drabbles and truth or dare with BTS!
If you’re still taking Drabble requests, may I request one with Hobi trying to act all serious around the members and you because he overheard you gushing about how attractive you think he looks when he does that. Hobi with black hair pushed back and a serious look on his face really does something to me 🥵
One table, five boxes of pizza, seven persons and only on slice of pizza left. Seven, if you don't count Yeontan, who is curled up on the floor, beside Taehyung's feet, trying to enjoy one of his daily naps, with all of the uproar coming from the boys around you. God, these "kids" were so loud.
"This slice is mine, because I need it to feed my beautiness." Seokjin demanded, making everyone roll their eyes of how many times they have heard about his handsome face. "What? I am world wide handsome, hello!" He said, pointing out to his beautiful face.
"This is exactly why you should give it to someone else, hyung. Your beautiness is enough, but I am hungry." Taehyung said, reaching for the last slice of pizza who was laying in the middle of the box, only to get slapped by Jimin. "This is mine. I need to eat it because- "
"Because he has to grow up somehow, look how short he is." Jimin's head turned to Jungkook's way, a mad pout and a deep frown forming on his innocent face, making you and the others laugh. "Jungkook, what did I tell you about teasing Jimin about his height?"
Right when Jimin was ready to stick his tongue out to the younger one, Namjoon continued. "You already know he got no jams." Jimin's cute hands formed fists, his ears turning pink. "Hyung!" He whined, making you giggle and pet his back, trying to show him you were not gonna make fun of him too.
"Anyway, back to the pizza slice. I think I deserve it, because I am the only girl in here, so I have priorities." You demanded, folding your legs under you, on the comfy armchair.
"Yes, but- "
You were cut off by a figure dressed in all denim, entering the living room and leaving you breathless. "H-Hoseok?!" You asked, suddently feeling your knees growing weak. Where did the usual hyper rainbow go?!
"Yes, jagiya?" He asked, walking to you, using his model walk, taking the air out of your lungs. Reaching you, he gripped your chin between his thumb and index finger, lifting it up to meet his serious and unusual stare, one that made you shift uncomfortably in your place. He pressed his beautiful lips, who were forming a slight and hot smirk, on your slight opened mouth, making heat rise up to your cheeks and butterflies to fill up your stomach.
With a smooth move, he pushed his fresh dyed black hair back, revealing his forhead, the dark locks falling back on it, making him use his biker gloved hand to push it back, again. He sat down in front of you, occupying the armchair with a hot man spread, making you gulp down.
Everyone was staring at him, wondering what happened to him out of suddent. They were giving the whole attention to your boyfriend , as well as you, so nobody actually noticed Yeontan taking a bite of the last slice of pizza, quickly sneaking out of room.
"What? Didn't you tell the guys you love serious me?" He titled his head, smirking and licking his lips, his stare sustaining yours, making your cheeks heat up even more, feeling small into your armchair.
"By the way, Yeontan stole the last slice of pizza." He said.
Not sure whether this is a good idea to promote here... 😅
Just want you guys to know that I write BTS fan fiction on wattpad. This fanfiction is also available on AO3!
No, I don't write:
• y/n
• smut
Any form of feedback is welcome!
omg wait happy birthday hobiiiiiii
Falling for You (JHOPE)
Hoseok stands idle in the locker bay, watching her from afar. She grabs her notebooks and slams the door shut, promptly walking away to class.
"What are you- oh" Jimin says as he tracks Hoseok's gaze.
"What?!" He jumps in surprise. Awkwardly, he fixes his hair and adjusts the straps of his backpack.
"Dude, if you like her, why not just ask her out?"
"I don't like her! N-not like that. We're just... friends"
"When was the last time you talked to her"
Hoseok pouts, "I... haven't"
"Well then," Jimin straightens his back, "you wouldn't mind if I asked her out?"
He jumps, "y-You're not... not really her type. I wouldn't" the bell for class suddenly rings out. Hoseok begins racing to his class, yelling out a quick, "I gotta go! I'll talk to her today!"
He then proceeds to drop his notebook, and then trip directly after picking it up. Flashing a thumbs up to Jimin, he stands and continues the race.
Jimin smiles softly, "you got this, Hobi"
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Hoseok shuffles into class late.
"Jung Hoseok, you're late again," the teacher scolds, "one more and you'll have after school detention"
"Sorry.." he stumbles to his seat in the back. Glancing to where you sit by the window, he sighs. You're busy highlighting your notes, and didn't even notice him. Do you ever notice him?
Class seems to go by quickly, but maybe that's just because he fell asleep. Suddenly, that wretched bell is screeching through the small classroom.
Hoseok is sleepily walking to the door to exit, when a book falls flat at his feet. He goes to pick it up. Unfortunately, he drops his books as well, making a mess.
"Ah, I guess I just made it worse" he laughs, "maybe I'm not the one to be..."
He looks up to see who he's talking to, finding your eyes staring back at him.
"...helping"
"Two peas in a pod, aren't we?" You laugh.
You sit down next to him and sort the books.
"I'm Y/N" you said.
"I kno- I mean, I am.." He stutters out, mesmerized by your smile, "I'm Hobi"
He doesn't even realize he offered you his nickname until the syllables spill out sweetly from your lips.
"It's lovely to meet you, Hobi"
With a smile, you stand and walk out of the classroom, leaving Hoseok lovestruck on the ground with his pile of books.
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"Ugh, why does math always have to assign so much homework?" He mutters to himself as he opens his math book.
As he works his way through the assigned problems, he finds a slip of notebook paper folded between the pages. He curiously opens it, finding a drawing of his side profile. You must have sketched it while he was asleep in class today.
The drawing is paired with a short note: I can't seem to tell you how I feel in person, so this is the best I can do. I like you, Jung Hoseok.
His smile grows into a big grin, eyes shimmering, "she's liked me all this time?"
He lovingly holds the drawing to his chest, pacing around his room.
"Wait," He stops, "did she... drop her books on purpose?"
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"So she beat you to it?" Jimin laughs.
"Don't make fun of me! I still talked to her, didn't I?"
"Sure.." he laughs. Something catches Jimin's eye in the distance, "it looks like you'll get another chance"
"What? When?" Hoseok asks.
On cue, Jimin walks away. Hoseok's eyes focus, and he gasps as soon as he sees you walking towards him. It must have really shocked him, because he steps on his shoelace and falls face-flat on the ground. His math textbook falls from his hands. The carefully-folded drawing he cherished also flies out right as Y/N got to him.
Her eyes widen. He makes a grab for the drawing, but she scoops it up quicker and hides it in her pocket.
"Wait! Give it back, I-"
"N-no.. it's stupid. It was a dumb idea" she looks away.
"Hey!" Hoseok defends, "it was not dumb! I loved it, and it was a perfect way to confess! It was unique, it was you"
She looks at him a bit confused, probably thinking something along the lines of, so do you like me back? Or do you just like my drawing?
He brushes off his knees and stands. Trying to muster up as much confidence as he can, he says, "I like you, and I know that I haven't had many proper conversations with you, but I've been watching you for a while and... no! That sounds weird. What I mean is- I notice when you talk in class, I love your smile, especially when you laugh, I always check to see if you notice me, and I wish I didn't fall so much in front of you"
You stand there shocked. Hesitantly, you pull the drawing out of your pocket and hold it out to him with both hands. He takes it gracefully. You two stand there for a moment, just two kids in love.
Then the bell rings. "We're going to be late!" You say.
"That's okay. I don't wanna miss this moment"
You walk together through the empty hallways.
"So, I didn't know you were an artist!"
"I dabble. Now, I have to know, do you fall so much in front of every girl?"
"No, I save that just for you"
Sunlight peers in from the windows as two pairs of shoes tap through the halls. Notes of their laughter can be heard, soft echoes on the hazy afternoon. In this moment of bliss, Hoseok thought, falling really isn't so bad when it's into love.
Fave Fics (Recs)
My happy place of BTS fics by other writers.
Listed in no particular order.
Adult / Mature Content. 🔞
KSJ:
1. Let it Sparkle by lamourche - The most beautifully whimsical, magical story. Gave me wonderful Joan Aiken vibes. A perfectly dreamy escape.
2. The Platonic Collection by joheunsaram - Never thought I'd enjoy dominance and submission, but this was done so well, I fell right in love.
3. On The Ropes by raplinesmoon - Hauntingly, achingly raw. Melancholy at its finest.
4. Blue Hour by raplinesmoon - A follow-up to On The Ropes. Love finds a way. Hope finds a way. The Romantic in me is sobbing.
5. All I Don’t Want for Christmas Is You! by minisugakoobies - Hot, angry sex with KSJ + Maknae Line running amok + blissfully domestic Sope = a rollicking fun holiday read.
6. the devil wears armani by floralseokjin - This made me pray for Hell. Who needs angels when the devil is KSJ in a suit?
7. Girls Want Love and Aguardiente y Limon by raplinesmoon - A level of wantonness that’ll have you on your knees, begging for more. Please, Daddy. More.
8. once bitten, twice shy by fantasybangtan - Side-splittingly funny, soul-stirringly fluffy, with a smidgen of angst, and oodles of Yuletide cheer.
9. Piece by Piece by underthejoon - Like bite-sized pieces of candy: some sticky sweet like caramel, others darkly bitter like pure cacao, all of which you'll devour in one sitting before savouring the heady aftertaste.
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KNJ:
1. lacuna by eoieopda - A wistful whirl of recollections, unfulfilled possibilities, and the reunifying of two souls who should never have been apart.
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MYG:
1. Want a Taste? by suga-kookiemonster - Tongue Technology that's dangerous and delicious. Will also give you massive Auntie Anne's cravings.
2. I Wanna Hold Your Hand by minisugakoobies - As warming and sweet as a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows on a cold day.
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KTH:
1. Let it Snow by suga-kookiemonster - The first BTS fic I ever read. Still can't believe this isn't a published book.
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JJK:
1. Ego Series by suga-kookiemonster - A truly delectable slow burn. Start this series in the morning (unless you want to stay up all night reading), because it's unputdownable.
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PJM:
1. Lovely Demons by kpopfanfictrash - A fantasy underworld so breathtakingly crafted, you'd be tempted to linger forever.
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JHS:
1. On Bended Knee by minisugakoobies - Short and sweet and stuffed to the brim with witty humour, sexiness, and charm.
2. Piece by Piece by underthejoon - Like bite-sized pieces of candy: some sticky sweet like caramel, others darkly bitter like pure cacao, all of which you'll devour in one sitting before savouring the heady aftertaste.
~~~
OT7:
1. BTS Masterlist by kpopfanfictrash - It's all magic. Take your pick, and get lost in hours of pure pleasure.
2. Bound Series by kpopfanfictrash and underthejoon - 7 gorgeous stories about love, fate, and destiny.
~~~
My 2Seok heart 💜💜
Motion (M)
Summary: There’s one last practice before Hoseok and the boys go away for their tour, and they invite you to watch them practice. You’d never gone before, but when you do, you realize it may be too much to handle, and your body yearns for your boyfriend as you watch him dance and move so sensually you’re clenching your thighs and wishing he’d pay attention to you instead.
Warnings: Dance studio sex, semi-public sex, snowballing (I’m so sorry), general smuttiness, cute Hope, overstimulation, slight oral (F. receiving)
Genre: Smut
Word Count: 2.1K words
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The bass of the music boomed through the studio, resonating deep within your body, rattling your ribcage and stomach alike. You had to close your eyes until the headache you had faded into a dull throb. The dancers in the middle of the room moved around swiftly, All of their bodies were perfectly coordinated with one another.
Your eyes were resplendent to the main dancer - and your boyfriend - Jung Hoseok. He performed his best moves and let the rhythm of the beat move for him. Dancing with certainty, speed, and agility, his moves were fluent and his was confidence sharp. The bass of the beats vibrated off of the walls of the studio. I gazed at him, completely captivated by his undoubtedly sensual movements to the music, and even though the song had soon ended, I kept staring at Hoseok, paying attention to the sweat dripping from his forehead down his neck.
The group had taken a break when you got lost in your thoughts, still entranced by the aura your boyfriend was radiating, of pure sex appeal. You’d been trying to get into the studio to watch the boys practice, but you would have never imagined that watching Hoseok in his natural environment would have you squeezing your thighs together in an attempt to release some of the stress you had built up inside you.
“Alright, I think that’s good for today. It’s getting pretty late,” Hoseok said as he squatted, bracing himself on his knees. His breaths were heavy and irregular, and god, that didn’t make it any easier for you to get over your current mindset.
“You okay, hyung?” Jimin asked, kneeling beside Hoseok as he placed his hand on the older boy’s shoulder, who nodded and motioned for his water. Jimin passed him his bottle and he immediately spun the cap open, downing the water like a wild animal in a heat wave. When he finished, he let the bottle fall from his lips and wiped his mouth with his arm, panting slightly. A bead of sweat dropped down the side of his face, highlighting his already golden features.
“You really pushed yourself today,” Namjoon said to Hoseok as he cooled off in front of the fan.
“No, no. I’m fine,” Hoseok insisted, rising to his feet. He glanced over in your direction and flashed a small smile before setting down his water. He stretched his arms upwards and turned to the eldest. “I’m gonna stay a little while longer. You can go on ahead without me.”
“Are you sure?” Seokjin questioned. Hoseok nodded reassuringly and Jin shrugged, grabbing his coat and scarf. As he buttoned himself up, he spoke to the dancer. “We’ll see you back at the dorm.”
The other boys said their goodbyes while putting on their coats and gathering their belongings. Jungkook came over to you and smiled.
“Did you enjoy watching us?” Jungkook asked. You swallowed a measly response and took the time to regain your composure before actually responding.
“Yeah, it was good,” You said, nodding. Jungkook smiled and wrapped one arm around you, hugging you.
“We’ll see you tomorrow before we leave for the tour.”
“Sounds good, Kook.” Jungkook pulled away, poked your cheek, and left with the rest of the boys, leaving just you and Hoseok alone.
Your heart was racing, as well as your mind, running rampant with rather raucous thoughts. You fidgeted with your top, sweat dripping from your forehead. It wasn’t entirely your fault that you were feeling this way. It had been a while since you’d been intimate with Hoseok, with his new album coming out, and the load of performances and promotionals that came with it. Soon they would be going on tour, and you wouldn’t be seeing him for a good four months. It killed you a bit inside to be away from him for such a long time, but you knew what you were getting into when you began dating him.
Hoseok walked up to you and lightly pecked your cheek, grasping your hand in his. He spoke as he interlaced his fingers with yours.
“How was it?” He asked, smiling brightly. That was one of the many things you loved about Hoseok. His smile could light up an entire room.
“It was great. I really enjoyed watching,” You answered.
Enjoyed it a little too much, you thought.
“I’m really excited for this tour. Almost all of our shows are sold out!” Hoseok beamed, grabbing your hips to sway with him. You simply nodded and rested your head against his chest, humming quietly to yourself. He noticed your unusual silence and his smile faded as he took on a more serious tone and connected his gaze with yours. “Is everything okay?”
What were you supposed to say? “Hey, I got really turned on by watching you practice for your performance, let’s have sex!” No, you weren’t that direct. But you still wanted him.
“Are you sad about me leaving?” Hoseok’s eyes told you that he was as equally sad about leaving as you were, even though that wasn’t the reason behind your silence.
You hugged him tightly, still keeping your words to yourself. He laughed slightly to himself and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. You always felt safe in his warmth, like nothing could ever hurt you. But this time, you could just feel the heat growing within you, to the point where you could feel yourself beginning to burst at the seams.
When he pulled back to look into your eyes, you couldn’t control yourself any longer. You grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him into a kiss. You could feel him jump at your sudden action, but he eased into the kiss, catching onto what was happening.
He swiped his tongue on your lower lip, asking permission for entrance, which you gladly granted him as he initiated a battle for dominance. His hands wandered your body, touching you everywhere he could for pleasure. His lips were incredibly soft and tasted like honey and all you could think about was how expertly his tongue danced with yours. He caught your bottom lip between his teeth and you gasped, unable to shake this feeling of euphoria. As the sexual tension rose more and more, so did the passion and intensity in which you kissed each other.
You both pulled away from each other to catch your breath, but within seconds, Hoseok dived back in to attack your neck, biting softly into your skin. You hissed at the sting and dug your fingernails into the skin of his muscular arm. He soothes the area with a kiss and licked a broad stripe up your throat, pressing kisses to your jawline.
“I missed you so much, baby,” Hoseok whispered, running his hands up and down the sides of your body, hugging your curves with his palms.
“I missed you too, Hobi,” You sighed, feeling his grip tighten around your ass.
“I want you so bad.” Hoseok groaned into your neck and slid his hands up your shirt, feeling around and grabbing wherever he could. You stepped back into the wall, your lower back hitting the cold mirror. Hoseok connected his lips with yours again, initiating a softer, more gentle kiss, like he was afraid he would break you if he were to be too rough. You smiled into the kiss and tangled your fingers in his hair, slightly pulling, knowing you’d get a reaction from him. He moaned, so quietly you swore you thought you were hearing things, but it was there.
Hoseok pulled back and stared at you for such a long time that you could feel your cheeks beginning to heat under his gaze. He cupped the side of your face with his warm hand and kissed the tip of your nose.
“Can I have you?” Hoseok asked sweetly, so sweetly that you couldn’t help but immediately whisper ‘yes’ and nod. The corner of his lips turned upwards and he kissed your cheek before laying you down on the studio floor, kissing all over your face, making you erupt into a fit of giggles.
“Hope, stop,” You laughed, punching his chest lightly.
“Sorry. I just… I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Hobi.”
Hoseok kissed your forehead as he hooked his fingers around your leggings and underwear, pulling them off swiftly. He swiped his fingers over your slit, making you shiver in anticipation.
“Please, Hobi. Want you. Now,” You whined, unable to conceive a proper sentence, as your desperation for him grew larger by the second. You clenched around nothing, and fortunately, Hoseok saw.
Hoseok didn’t wait to position himself on top of you. You tried to grip the back of his neck to brace myself, but he grabbed your wrists and crossed them over your head, pinning them against the ground with one hand as he pulled down his sweatpants, gripped his member and slammed into you.
“Fuck, Hoseok,” You moaned, desperately wanting him to release his grip on your wrists so you could hold him. His hips started to roll over yours, moving quickly and roughly, making you squeak in ecstasy. His movements were so fluid, even though you had only just started. After all, he was a dancer.
“I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that,” He whispered, pushing himself deeper into you as his thrusts became harder, making you practically scream out in pleasure. He released his grip on your wrists to move his hands to your hips, allowing you to dig your nails into the material of his shirt, scratching wildly as he slid deeper into you.
“Don’t go so deep…” Hoseok ignored your request, moving faster, deeper, and hotter. Your soft moans quickly made a crescendo, your nails digging into his back and your eyes squinting tight. He let out a deep groan while biting your earlobe, the sound of his vocalization making you shudder against him. Feeling desperate for some kind of closure, you pushed yourself farther against him. Moving faster into you, his hips felt as if they’d never stop, and you could feel your knees starting to tremble. Noticing how you were tensing up, he slipped his hands between your legs to tease your clit, but his words contradicted his actions as he felt you clench around him.
“Ah, ah. Not yet,” He mumbled against my skin.
“What do you mean not yet?! How can you expect me not to cum when you’re fucking me so hard!” You yelled, only resulting in him pinching your clit, which made you scream into his shoulder.
“Do you want to cum?”
“P-Please, Hoseok.”
You were unable to ground yourself until he slammed himself into you, hitting your g-spot, making you squeal out his name. Your back arched off the ground, and your vision began to blur. In moments, you were over the edge, and his name stuttered off of your tongue as you held him closely, riding out your orgasm. The feeling was indescribable, and you were coming harder than you ever have in your entire life. You felt yourself squeezing around him as he continued to thrust inside of you, his hips now stuttering as you felt him twitch inside of you, eventually finding his release as well. White ribbons of cum painted the inside of your walls, and you moaned at the feeling.
Hoseok braced himself for a moment and exhaled loudly, then slowly pulled out of you. His cum leaked out, dripping onto the studio floor. He caught his bottom lip between his teeth and quirked up an eyebrow.
“Hot,” He laughed, then leaned down and dug his tongue into your pussy, making your thighs clench, as you were already sensitive. He ate up your juices, then moved to kiss you, transferring the taste of yourself to you. You could taste his sweet cum too, and you moaned into the kiss, feeling yourself get hot once again. Hoseok pulled back and smiled, cupping the side of your face in his hand. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” You sighed contently.
Suddenly, the door opened, and in came a familiar face, who was looking down at their phone, totally oblivious to what was happening in front of them.
“Hey, hyung, can you pass me my water bottle? I forgot- holy shit!” Namjoon cursed as he looked up to see Hoseok and I on the floor, still coming down from our highs. The leader immediately ran out of the room, closing the door behind him. “I didn’t see anything!”
You turned to Hoseok and rolled your eyes, pressing your lips to his for another kiss.
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Oh, it’s been a hot minute since I’ve posted on this blog. Hello to my remaining 2 followers, how y’all doing?
Beg For It (M)
Request: If you haven't done one yet, I would love to read number 86 from the drabble list. Maybe j-hope from BTS. Thank you million times for your work.
Pairing: Hoseok x fem!reader
Genre: Smut
Warnings: bondage, sir kink, sub!reader, dom!Hoseok, spanking, paddle usage, unprotected sex, creampie, vibrator usage, face fucking, oral (m. recieving), Hoseok is literally destroying you Jesus, overstimulation, begging, light choking, orgasm denial, gag usage, just a whole lot of sin
Word Count: 1.1K
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“My baby girl looks so good all tied up, waiting to be fucked,” Hoseok hummed, his eyes scanning over your body, hands tied to the headboard, your ass perfectly on display, as well as your glistening core.
He ran his fingers over the black paddle in his hands, then brought it down to spank your cheeks, a muffled moan slipping out of you as your eyes welled with tears from the sting.
You moaned into the gag, wanting him to just fuck you senseless already. Though, due to how much you had teased Hoseok at dinner tonight, you knew you were in for it.
“You’re dripping. You like being spanked with the paddle, huh?” Hoseok asked, bringing the paddle back down onto your ass again, leaving a red mark on your skin. You jolted and looked back at him, nodding. “My little slut is so naughty.”
He set the paddle down and rubbed his hands over your ass, bringing one down to spank your already sore skin. You whined, tears springing to your eyes. Hoseok leaned over to take the gag out of your mouth, and you immediately moaned, begging for him.
“Please, sir,” You whimpered. “Please fuck me.”
“I don’t think you deserve to be fucked yet,” Hoseok denied, reaching over into the bedside drawer to pull out a pink vibrator, switching it on to the first level. He pressed it up against your clit, a moan escaping your mouth as your legs shook from the sudden stimulation.
You pressed your cheek into the mattress as he slid the vibrator up and down your slit, then pushed it into you suddenly. You gasped, and Hoseok took the opportunity to thrust his cock into your open mouth. He grabbed your hair and pulled you down to swallow all of him and you gagged around him, feeling him in the back of your throat. He moaned and threw his head back, quickly moving your head up and down in time with his thrusts.
You moaned around him, earning a low groan from Hoseok as you swallowed all of him like the good girl you were, even though you were crying and your throat was burning. At the same time, he drilled the vibrator into your pussy, switching it up another level. You pinched your eyes shut and forced yourself to take a deep breath as Hoseok thrusted into your mouth, with no intent of slowing down.
“That’s my good girl,” Hoseok cooed, pushing the vibrator deep into you, your thighs shaking from the vibrations deep inside you. Hoseok suddenly pulled out of your mouth and you gasped for breath, watching him as he kneeled on the bed behind you, his hand still holding the vibrator. He pulled it out of you, but just when you thought he was going to stop punishing you and finally fuck you, he pressed the vibrator to your sensitive bud and pushed his fingers into you, curling them.
“Fuck! Sir, please!” You cried out, feeling the familiar coil forming in your lower stomach from the combined feeling of the vibrations on your clit and the drilling of Hoseok’s fingers in your heat.
“Don’t cum yet,” Hoseok warned, yet his actions contradicted his words as he switched up the vibrator another level and pushed his fingers deeper into you, his knuckles meeting your lower lips.
“Sir! Sir, please. Please let me cum!”
“Not yet, baby.”
You shut your eyes, feeling your body take over as you released around his fingers, moaning loudly and breathlessly. Hoseok sighed and turned off the vibrator, setting it aside before turning to you.
“I guess you’re not getting anything tonight,” Hoseok said, reaching for his clothes. You jolted up and immediately shouted, catching his attention. He smirked and turned back to you, swiping his fingers over your slit. “Beg me. Beg me to fuck this little whore pussy of yours.”
“Please, sir! Please, please fuck me. Please, I need you. I need your cock, sir. Please fuck me, I need you so bad,” You begged, tears springing to your eyes as you fidgeted in the cuffs, wanting to be free so you could touch him.
Hoseok tilted his head and looked at you, like he was actually considering leaving you here to suffer. You gasped when Hoseok kneeled behind you, gripping his cock to position himself between your folds. You pushed your hips back, desperate for him, but he grabbed your waist and held you in place.
“Don’t make me change my mind.”
You nodded furiously, dropping your head between your cuffed arms.
“I’ll be a good girl. I promise. I promise I’ll listen, sir,” You said desperately.
You let out a sinful moan when Hoseok finally thrusted into you, filling you up so well. Your walls were aching, and you clenched around Hoseok’s cock, earning a small groan from him. He pulled his hips back and snapped them forward, pushing into you deeply from the very first move.
You nearly cried as he set a relentless pace from the beginning, drilling into your aching pussy like he was just as desperate for you as you were for him. He slid his hands down and grasped your breasts, running his thumbs over your nipples as he rammed into you, stretching you out so perfectly.
“Hoseok!” You cried, pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. Hoseok let out a groan, one hand moving to your hip and the other wrapping around your neck, squeezing slightly. You gasped as he pulled you back to meet his every thrust. Breathlessly, you grip the cuffs, trying to support yourself as you neared your release.
“Fuck-“ Hoseok groaned, hips snapping until they slowed and he was cumming inside you, his cock twitching between your walls. You moaned as Hoseok let go his hold on your throat and slipped his hand down between your legs, rubbing at your clit. He slowly moved in and out of you as he rubbed fast circles into your clit, your thighs clenching from the feeling. “Cum, baby.”
The combined feeling of his fingers pressing into your bud and his thrusts sent you over the edge, a hoarse moan escaping your mouth as you clenched around him, your torso giving out as you dropped to the mattress, gasping for breath.
Hoseok slowly pulled out of you and took a deep breath before unlocking the cuffs and turning you over, pressing a kiss to your lips. You smiled and kissed back, tangling your fingers in his black hair. Hoseok then pulled away and kissed the tip of your nose, whispering to you.
“I love you,” He smiled.
You smiled back and threw your arms around him, pulling him into a hug. You nuzzled into his shoulder and whispered back.
“I love you too.”
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In These Streets | jhs [m.list]
❝i don’t care what anyone says, i want you.❞
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summary: in this modern day romeo and juliet, you fall in love with jung hoseok; a carefree, street tough who introduces you to life in his hood.
pairings: jung hoseok x f!reader.
warnings: smut, fluff, drugs, strong language, violence, angst, 18+, minors dni.
author’s note: so, this is another wip that i’ve been thinking of for a while. i’ve wanted to write for hoseok since i first wrote gangsta so here it is.
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