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CHAPTER 01
Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader
Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,
Warnings: pretty much none for this chapter! Just a nice fluffy, protective and sweet chapter :)
A/N: hi everyone! Thank you all so much for your support I received for the prologue chapter I uploaded yesterday. I am really happy and grateful. If you enjoy the story, please let me know. I'm always looking for advice. English isn't my first language so please be patient :))
Also, I saw other people use taglists for accounts, I'm not 100% how it works, but if anyone would be interested I will try to figure it out.
Please take care of yourself. I love you.
Words count: 3385
Prologue:
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"Hyung? Hello?"
"Hm? What's up? Are you guys on your way? Jin is starting to stress out 'bout it."
His voice sounded calm, not worried one bit. It was obvious he was most definitely sitting by the fireplace, reading some poetry book. Kook got him one not too long ago as a thank-you gift, and before leaving with Yoongi, Jimin did notice it laying on the couch.
The youngest loved and respected his pack alpha, so showing gratitude in any way was very close to his heart. A simple plant for a nice camping-trip-hike Joon planned for them wasn't too unusual, a new pair of limited edition sneakers was granted, or a nice book of poetry, bought at the seasonal book fairs he sneakily visited, so the alpha would be surprised.
Of course, Jungkook often spoiled all of his other pack members, but among the pack, it was quite usual to buy Namjoon occasional small gifts. After all, he was keeping them well-kept, safe, warm, and fed.
Sure, they all may be alphas, suited to take care of themselves, and they did, but sometimes handing off the lead and worries to him was just too tempting. They needed to rent a house for a weekend stay in a different country? Joon would by no means even allow them to try and do it. The pack wants to buy ice-cream? Yes, he will go on and order it for the group, making sure to not forget any of the complicated toppings and flavor combinations.
Namjoon still had occasional mishaps, accidentally breaking new tableware, another controller, or losing his keys over and over, but his pack never took it too wrongly and knew of all the good he brought to them. It always outweighed the clumsiness.
"Yea hyung, we are on our way to the car right now, but-"
It didn't take him too long to notice that Jimin's voice was softer than usual, and even without being able to smell his scent, he was able to sense a sort of worrying undertone.
While he could start firing out questions right away, it wasn't his first day dealing with any issues involving his younger packmates. Everything could be sorted calmly in pretty much every situation, and he was a big believer of that fact. Though when he heard a whimper in the background of the call, he too grew worried. He sat up, putting the small book away. Unconsciously, he paid attention to everyone in the house at the moment; Jin's smell was in the kitchen, the occasional sizzling of oil and pots heard, Taehyung's scent upstairs, a bit too far for him to be able to sense what exactly he was doing, noting of Hobi's bright smell in his studio downstairs, and Jungkook's, also on the bottom-floor gym.
"Jimin-ah? What is it?" He didn't sound too overly concerned, even if he was quite worried. He didn't hear Chim sound so stressed in some time for sure. It was quite usual for the pack alpha's to try to bring peace to the pack, always have a rational mind and calm any agitation and anxiety.
Listening closely, only a bit of shuffling and fumbling noises could be heard.
"Um..- we met an omega..-"
A longer pause continued, and a faint voice of Yoongi in the background. He didn't hear him speaking so softly in a very long time, making Joon's eyebrows furrow only deeper.
"An omega? Are they okay?"
"No, hyung, something is really wrong..- her scent, she is really, really anxious for some reason-"
"Did you try to settle her? She could have entered omega space; you have to be really careful with that. Where are you right now? I'll come there to help."
"Yoongi hyung said it's the best for us to just take her home to us right now; we just got into the car and are leaving the parking lot now." Jimin said with the faint sound of the motor in the background.
"Alright, that's okay. I'll tell others. It's better for her to be somewhere with only a few specific scents than the mix of ones that belong to the group of strangers. Is she crying?" His question was followed by a soft sound of fabric moving. A shorter pause and then a yes.
Sighing, Namjoon stood up and started to make his way towards the kitchen. Jin looked up but didn't say anything after seeing him calling, and continued cutting up a few onions. Opening one of the top cabinets, he took out an essential oil often used for newly presented alphas for when their nose suddenly got bit too sensitive with the heightened smell. It wasn't uncommon for betas or omegas to use such oils or scented candles either, though.
"Poor cub. Just make sure you drive safe, okay? I'll try to get some things ready for her to nest with; that should help. Hyung is still cooking, but it should be done soon, did you buy the batteries for Tae and Koo?"
"Yea, we did, don't worry. We got some more stuff from that new game store for them too, but you'll see at home. Thank you, we will be there in about.. 10 minutes? I think?"
"Alright. Be careful, talk to you later."
Ending the call and folding his phone into his jeans pocket, the pack alpha looked towards his eldest hyung, who was already staring at him with questions written all over his face.
"What is it? I can smell you are worried, Joon."
For a few moments, he didn't answer, still bit too confused about everything. They didn't have an omega at their pack house basically ever.
"At the mall, they found an omega; she must have been really unsettled, so they tried to help. They are taking her here now."
Once again, talking without any noticeable worry in his voice. It was only his scent that carried a slight stench that was offsetting.
"An omega? Where is their pack? We have to notify her pack alpha; this could be serious."
"Yea, I think so too. Can you give her a meal too? We should have enough for one more person, right?"
Jin turned back around to stir the sizzling pan of glass noodles, softly humming.
"Of course, we have more than enough. You should go tell others. I'll go open windows so there is fresh air here, and it's not too scented for her right away."
"Thanks, hyung. I just hope she won't drop, so let's try to prevent that in any way possible."
Agreeing, he left Jin to his thing and started making his way towards the private studios.
Knocking softly on the doors in a short pattern, he didn't wait too long before he opened the entryway. There sat Hoseok, turned towards him. There was an open file on the screen that he was working on for the past few days.
"Hey, what's up?"
Closing the door after him, the pack alpha took a seat on the large black leather couch.
"I just got a call from Jimin; they are on their way back home. They have an omega with them though, they are taking her to the pack house."
Hobi's eyes widened, his mouth opening slightly.
"Really? Why?"
Sitting up slightly, he kept his eyes on Namjoon.
"Minnie said something was really wrong; she was just too unsettled, and they couldn't find her pack I guess either."
"Oh poor thing, they get really stressed in public places; she must have gotten overwhelmed," softly cooing at the thought of a soft, sad, anxious omega. Hobi always had a soft spot for those in need. And from the description, the little omega must be in need for sure.
"Yea, I think so too. Do you have any new blankets and pillows? Or just anything that's unscented still? We have to prepare at least some nesting materials."
"Probably don't have a blanket per se, but I have bought a new hoodie online, so it should be sealed in plastic and unscented. That could help right?"
"For sure, that would be great," smiling, Hobi stood up and took a still unopened carton box. Ripping off the tape and pulling out a white milky plastic package, a paper written note fell onto the ground. Gasping softly, he bent down in the chair. Handing him the package, he looked at the note, smiling softly. "Ah, look, they wrote me a nice note!" his bright heart-shaped smile brightened up Joon's slightly anxious mood immediately.
Chuckling, the man stood up. "They should! You always order so much!" he said as he opened the door to the hallway. "Thanks hyung, they should be here in a few minutes, okay?"
Now turned back towards the screen, he heard a light "Yup!" making him leave the room, closing the door softly. Now on his way towards the gym, the young pack alpha wasn't too worried about the youngest - or any of his pack members in general.
It was a shock for sure, but they were a healthy pack with strong bonds and relationships, and if Yoongi believed it was best to take the omega to their home, then it definitely was that way. They didn't meet a lot of omegas at their company, since they were only allowed to do very few jobs. Omegas required a good, peaceful company of a similar group that was kept constant, and with how many people mingled during the tours and such, it was hard to keep that up.
Sudden omegadrops were then a bit too usual, causing more worries and stress. Really, there were only a minimal amount of omegas in BigHit; it wasn't common for omegas to work in general either. Some packs that were more modern did support the idea, but the traditional ones were used to pretty much taking care of all of their financial needs.
The door of the gym was left slightly open, so Joon knocked to make himself known and entered. Jungkook was leaning against a wall, breathing heavily with a glass of water in hand. His big eyes widened, and he stood up fully, taking a big gulp.
"Hey hyung," breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath, he ran a hand through his long, messy hair.
"Hey Jungkook, Yoongi called me a few minutes ago; they are on their way home right now, but there will be an unsettled omega coming with them too, okay? Something must have gone wrong for her; I think she might drop on them, so they decided taking her to us will be the best right now."
The youngest didn't say much for a few seconds. Placing his glass on the ground, he came closer to his pack alpha, his scent subconsciously wafting out calming pheromones. It was natural for any alpha or beta to try and calm anyone that was just a bit weak and scared. It just happened naturally.
"Omega? They will want to nest then; we should get some stuff ready quickly.."
"Yea, do you have any unscented stuff lying around?" furrowing his eyebrows in thought, Kook closed his eyes thinking. Wiping off sweat from his face with the bottom of his T-shirt, he nodded.
"Yea, I bought new bed sheets; I think they arrived this morning... And I should also have a pillow that isn't scented by any of you, just me if that works?"
"Thanks Koo, that helps a lot. Can you go get it and take it to the guest room upstairs?" Nodding quickly, they both left the gym, Namjoon quickly squeezing his shoulder in approval.
Walking upstairs, the young pack alpha made his way towards the room that Taehyung was in at the moment. Knocking and opening, his packmate was laying on the bed, softly snoring, covered by a few blankets. Coming to his side, he shook his shoulder, waking him up.
"Yah, Taehyung-ah, wake up; it will be dinner soon," the younger slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times. Sighting out, he sat up, rubbing his eyes and hair out of the way.
"..Huh?" was the only thing the tired man could get out, mumbling incoherent words towards the pack alpha. Knowing he won't get far like this, he sent him to the bathroom to freshen up. He will tell him once he is able to take in information.
Closing the door and making his way back downstairs, he looked at the clock, only to see that it was about 15 minutes since the call. Noticing Jin getting the table ready with Hobi, he placed the packaged jumper on the couch, leaving it there. Taking a seat next to it, he decided to wait for the rest of his pack, listening to any noises from outside.
It didn't take too long until he heard the garage door opening and a car in the entryway. The soft sound of the motor turned off soon, and with that, Joon stood up and walked towards the entry door. He could sense Hoseok and Jin watching him do so.
The cold air hit him; it was still snowing outside, and the strong storm didn't seem to be ending anytime soon. While the nice, snowy Christmas was, in his opinion, superior to the wet, muddy one, it could be dangerous when driving. Knowing so, he watched Yoongi walking towards the entrance, his coat already covered in snow after only a few seconds of being outside. One of his hands was behind his back, seemingly clutching the palm of the omega.
Oh, but the small omega.
His breath hitched in his throat when he could smell her - the sweet, peach-like scent mixed with rose blooms was really nice, but it was covered by the stench of a rotting fruit. She was afraid, anxious, and worried, and the alpha inside of him felt the overwhelming need to keep her safe and secure.
Her hair and scarf covered most of her face, her eyes downcast as she clutched Yoongi's right hand, softly pattering behind him through the shoveled pathway. Jimin closed the garage doors and followed soon after.
Yoongi made short eye contact with Namjoon, only to pull the girl closer to the doors. Stepping out of the way, the alpha addressed her scent, sniffing the top of her head slightly - a traditional way to show she was welcome and allowed to come inside of their packhouse. Her big eyes were still filled with tears, playing with his feelings.
„Hello, what's your name?” Bending to see her face better they stood close to the doors while Jimin and Yoongi started to remove their boots and coats, placing away the plastic bags. Lifting up her chin to place it over the nice thick scarf she wore, she opened her soft lips to speak.
„L/N F-F/N..” the omega mumbled softly, sniffling at the end. The pack alpha was tempted to coo loudly, but held back for now.
„Alright, my name is Kim Namjoon, I'm the pack alpha... What happened hm?” She looked away, with her hands in the pocket, unconsciously bearing her neck just the slightest. When he didn't get an answer, he lifted his hand and softly caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.
„It's okay, don't worry. We will help, yea? Come on, let's get your coat off and eat some dinner, okay?” only receiving a soft mumbled yea, the small omega shakily started to untie her gray scarf, the pack alpha helping her when she started to fumble with it. Softly petting her hair when he noticed the way her chin shook and how her nose was soft pink, her cheeks and eyes red and slightly swollen.
„There, there. It's okay now.“ he couldn't hold back the soft coo at the end of the sentence, watching closely when she unzipped her jacket, taking it from her and hanging it up on a free hanger. Helping her step out of the untied boots, he placed them close to the heater so they would dry up.
Yoongi poked his head through the door to the living room, looking at the omega for a second. Left in a pair of loose fit pants and a oversized pink hoodie with white socks, standing close to Namjoon seemingly worried just as she was back in the mall.
„Let's go eat now. Is japchae okay kitty? Jin made you a plate already come on.” he watched as her eyes grew wider for a second, big and bright, still glossy with few tears. „It-It's okay al-pha..” she softly mumbled, slowly walking towards his outstretched hand. Once she was close enough, he took her own and softly squeezed before pulling her after him.
Namjoon went after them, noticing the footprints left by her. While he thought it was quite cute with how she pattered after his packmate like a little pup, the thought of her feet being wet and cold pushed his instincts once again.
Leading her through the big living room, and towards the right where a big table was, with already most of the pack members close by, preparing for the meal and helping around. Just as she entered the living room, all 4 heads shot up at her scent.
Jin was the first one to move, placing the glass carafe down on the table and wiping his hands quickly, before he made his way to their direction. While Yoongi was still softly pulling her along, she notably stiffened up and slowed down, pretty much stopping her movements if it weren't for Namjoon softly patting her back, encouraging her to move forward.
„Hi F/N, I'm Seokjin, but you can just call me Jin okay? How are you?” his soft gaze was kept on her as she shuffled in her spot, before answering in a quiet voice. „It's nice to m-meet you Jin... I'm we-ll, thank you..” avoiding his gaze, she let Yoongi once again pull her along towards the seat near the head of the table.
Jumping in, Hobi was quick to pull out her chair, helping her take a seat and softly ruffling her hair. „There you go.. do you like juice? We have um.. I think we have orange and apple, maybe even peach one. Would you like some?” Looking up at the bright, smily man the small girl unsurely nodded, turning her head towards the pack alpha for approval. She didn't want to overstep her boundaries. Smiling with his dimples showing, he nodded easily while he poured himself a glass of water.
Meanwhile Jungkook, already a step further, looked through the fridge. „Yea, we have a really tasty peach one, I think you would like that one,” he said as he pulled out the chilled glass bottle, opening it „it's from a farm that's at the outskirts of Seoul. Here, let me pour you a glass.”
„Look at the back for the ingredients, we should be careful with those.” Said Jimin while he pulled out clean cuttlery from a drawer. Omegas were known to be very sensitive in general with pretty much anything - food, sicknesses, air pressure and temperatures and noise and a lot more. A stomachache was not what they wanted to happen.
Turning the bottle and reading the ingredients, Jimin soon looked over his shoulder and too studied them. Once reading over the four -pure white peach extract, water, sugar and vitamin C, they deemed it safe enough, pouring the meek omega a tall glass.
Thanking and slightly bowing in her seat, she took a small sip, and once her expression seemed a bit lighter and satisfied with the taste, the youngest alpha sighed out, patting her head. Taking a seat opposite to her, next to Hobi, he started to serve himself a plate of japchae.
The omega's plate was already filled long ago by the pack alpha, who handed her his cuttlery, getting himself a different set when he noticed she didn't have any at her place.
Just as she was going to dig in after another approval nod, with Yoongi on her left side, she heard another pair of footsteps. Another man, with slightly damp hair entered the living room, pulling out another chair and taking a seat with his eyes still slightly closed, only to have them shot open suddenly, focused on her.
„Why is the omega crying?”
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𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗺! 𝘀𝘂𝗯! 𝗮𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝘀, 𝗱𝗼𝗺!𝗸𝗻𝗷, 𝘀𝘂𝗯!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗷𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁, 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗯𝘀, 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗼𝘆𝗲𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 (𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁), 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄!!
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--------------------------------------------------------- You and Namjoon were sitting on the couch with your limbs intertwined with each other.
''Jonnieeee, I'm bored. Let's do something yeah?''. ''What do you have in mind my love''.
''Let's go out. An impromptu date.'' You anticipated his answer knowing that if he said no your plan would go to shit. ''Sure babe, whatever you want to do im fine with. Go get dressed and we'll get going''. You begin leaving small little kisses on Joon's face and then got up to go start getting ready for your date night.
You slowly walked back down the stairs while Joon's gaze was locked on your curves being hugged by your dress. You were wearing a red,skin tight dress that sat alittle above your knees. You knew this was Joon's favorite dress on you. Hell, this was your favorite dress on you...You looked absolutely decadent. When you caught her lovers eyes focused on you, you smirked, knowing that it was always hard for him to resist you when you looked this amazing."Do you think I look pretty baby?''. ''Yn, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever meet, and this dress, lord you know I love this dress. Where are we going tonight where you need this dress, because I could gladly stay here and rip this off you.'' You smiled wrapping your hands around Joon's neck ''We're going out. When we come home we can do whatever you want, k?''. Joon grabbed your waist pulling you unbelievably closer. ''You'll be lucky if i even last that long. Just wait till I get my hands on you''. With that you pushed Joon's chest to detach yourself and started pulling him out of the front door. Namjoon didn't even care to change. The quicker you he left the quicker he could come home and have his way with you.
You never liked to drive. In the 5 years you've been with Joon you have had to drive a total of maybe 4 times. So just on instinct Joon got into the drives seat and you into the passengers, dress riding up as you sat down. Joon noticed. He always notices, but he decided to ignore it for now. He started the car up but soon realized he didn't know where he was driving to. "So... how exactly am I supposed to get to the location when I have no clue what the plan is". You smiled to yourself. For someone with a 148 iq he sure doesn't think. " Well I, of course already have this planned out. I put the location into the GPS. Tap it, follow the instructions and we'll be there in no time" You leaned over and left a quick peck to his cheek as he pulled out of the driveway knowing not a clue of what was in store for him tonight.
The GPS soon notified you that you we're only 5 minutes away from your destination. Your body shook with anxiety and excitement. Joon took one hand off the wheel and placed it on your thigh. You could feel the wet spot forming in you lace blue panties(his favorites). You're face began to warm up with embarrassment. It was a simple move he always did that always seemed to calm your nerves, but tonight it was different. You knew that after this date you and you pussy were done for. Just thinking about all the ways he could wreck you made you roll your eyes back in your head. Without even realizing you let a small moan slip past your lips. Joon started rubbing your thigh, asking if you were ok. The question suddenly snapped you out of your thoughts. "Yea i-im ok, just um... excited. I really want you to like what I have planned" you said while taking shakey breaths. "I'm sure I'll love it Yn. You know I always love our date nights" You smiled to yourself hoping he would love this one as much as he had loved all the previous ones. The GPS said the destination was on the right and Joon began to pull into the buildings parking lot. You were in for a long night.
"The castle? What is this Yn." "Don't worry you'll like it." You reached into the backseat of the to grab a duffel bag that Joon failed to notice was in the car. "You seem to have put alot of thought in to this love." And of course you did. 2 weeks of finding the location. 2 weeks of waiting for you application to go through. 2 weeks of making sure everything was set up just the way you needed it to be. "I just want tonight to be fun. I want you to relax and enjoy yourself. Just enjoy yourself and go with the flow ok?" Joon just looked at you and muttered a small "ok". With the reassurance that you needed you got out the car and urged Joon to get out too. You got to the doors of the building and felt more giddy than ever. The bouncer guarding the doors looked you up and down, asking for your name. "Yn" you quickly responded. With a small nod he opened the doors and you quickly walked in pulling Joon behind you. Joon wondered how long you had this plan under you sleeve. You quickly sat him down on one of the plush couchs close to the stage. Joon could no longer take it. The urge to ask questions overcome him. "Love, what is all of this? How long have you been planning this? More importantly what the hell is this so called castle?" You giggled to yourself as you looked up at Joon, confusion written on his face. "The castle is a strip club. Thats all you need to know for right now. Just enjoy it Joonie" You slid yourself into his lap and kissed his perfectly sculpted jaw. "OK baby, ill enjoy myself".
A man's voice came over the speaker starling you right off of Joons lap. "30 minute call for all performers. I repeat 30 minute call." You grabbed you bag and set off to the back of the room. Before you could get away Joon grabbed your wrist. "And where exactly do you think you're going" he whispered in your ear not knowing he was causing you to leak more into your panties. "They called for performers. Im performing." You replied in a nonchalant tone. "Performing! Yn what the fuck are you talking about". You snatched your wrist away from him but his hold was too strong. "Joon... can you please not draw attention to us. I have to go but ill be back before you know it. So for the love of God, can you sit the fuck down and try to atleast enjoy yourself. I did put alot of effort into this ya know". "You owe me an explanation when you get home, do you understand me?" You stood on the tip of your toes leaning up to press a kiss to his nose. "I'll give you whatever you want when we get home, but you gotta let me go." He dropped your wrist and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "If people know i have a boyfriend they won't buy me for the night!" As soon as you say Joons expression you knew it was time to scurry off before you could be stopped again.
You were sat in the back apply makeup when your phone started going off with the ring tone you set for Joon.
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Y/N... WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS ₁₀:₅₂
ANSWER ME!! ₁₀:₅₂
Y/N Y/L/N ₁₀:₅₄
You have 20 seconds to respond to me ₁₀:₅₄
I CAN SEE YOU READING MY FUCKING MESSAGES. ₁₀:₅₆
Oh, you're in for it tonight. You know not to make daddy mad. Don't you baby? Or are you just living up to your title of being my bratty little slut? ₁₀:₅₆
Your face lit up. That was your whole goal of tonight. Make him mad so he can fuck you senseless like the good slut you are. God you loved making him mad. You were daydreaming of him pounding into you when the intercom shot on again. "All performers to the stage. Auctions will begin in 5 minutes". Oh this was gonna be good.
You step on the stage with your dress still on while most of the other performers where all ready close to naked. You could care less about the rest of the eyes on you. You only needed Joons eyes on you. And oh were they on you. He eyed your body the second you stepped on stage, noting how good the lights made you look. Even from the stage you could see that his jaw was clenched. God you loved when he did that. A microphone boomed over the speakers and shook you from your thoughts. "Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to present... The ladies of the castle".
You have to tell you new boyfriend, Namjoon, that you are prone to multiple orgasms!!!
Sweat drops were falling on Namjoon's forhead, while he was trying to reach deeper and deeper inside of you, abusing your spot with every delicious roll of his god hips.
"A-ah!" You moaned, gripping on his shoulders more, legs wrapping tighter around his waist, trying to pull him deeper and deeper, if it was possible.
Arching your back, your hard nipples pressed on his well defined chest, sweat mixing together. Namjoon's face was burried on the crook of your neck, sucking and marking the skin of it, leaving purple bruises behind, while his hands were gripping on the pillow under your head, to steady himself from collapsing on you.
His groans and moans grew louder and louder, his voice became higher. Namjoon is really dominant, but this is the secret, when the pleasure embraces him, his low moans and grunts turn into high pitched, breathless ones.
"I am gonna c- " you finished with a hard orgasm washing over your body. Pulling on your boyfriend's hair, making him scream your name while finally releasing to load of cum inside of you, his seeds coaxing your velvety walls.
Coming down from your high, Namjoon pressed a kiss on your forhead, ready to pull away, but he was stopped by your hold. Frowning, he stared at you, worried. "Did anything happen?" He asked.
Your eyes were closed, breath messy. "Not yet. I want more..." you hesitantly said, making his eyes widen in shook.
"Overstimulation? " You nodded your head, blushing harder. "Are you sure?" He asked, moaning loud when you clenched around him in frustration. "Joon! Do it! I want you to make me cry of pleasure!"
You didn't have to tell him twice. He pulled away, making you whine. Staring down at your messy core, watching the way his cum was leaking down of your folds, he licked his lips.
"Guess I am gonna eat this creampie first."
hi um i don’t know if requests are open right now, you can ignore this if they’re closed. but i was wondering if you could do a namjoon smut where the reader is being a cute little brat and bugging him while he’s on a call (sexually or non sexually , but i would appreciate if it ended in a smut!) thank you! ☺️ again i’m sorry if i bothered you or if requests aren’t open right now
"Yes, PD-nim! Yes, no, I actually- AH!" Namjoon let out a moan, when you pushed a hand inside of his shorts, grabing a hold of his huge member.
"What was that, Namjoon? Are you ok?" Bang PD asked through phone, making Namjoon curse under his breath.
He stared at you, who were proudly smirking at him, from between his thick thighs which were spreaded on the chair he was sitting on. His stare was not as satisfied as yours, an unspoken warning hanging between your two.
"Yes, PD-nim, I am just-....fuck!" He cursed, when you took out his member on one of his shorts legs holes and began on moving your thumb around the velvety tip. Namjoon closed his eyes in annoyence and pleasure. "D-Damn I cut myself again!" He lied, making you smirk and rise an eyebrow .
"Cutting onions again?" Asked Bang PD, knowing such a disaster Namjoon can be at cutting onions and in the kitchen. The man seemed to belive him, so you decided to play harder. Moving your hand up and down fast on his member, while pulling one of your breasts out of the lace bra you were wearing, only to tease him by playing with your hard nipple and squeezing the soft muscle into your palm, making your boyfriend go crazy and mad.
"Y-Yes. I really can't cook and Y/N left me alone in here, she went out with the girls." He lied again, making you only pull his pants down and place the tip of his cock inside of your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, receiving a shaky breath to leave his full lips.
Namjoon was trying his best to not moan at the phone, once more and staring at you, he covered the phone speaker and whispered to you. "You are in big trouble, princess!" causing your smirk to only grow wider.
"And what are you gonna do, daddy? I don't think you can do anything- "
You were cut off by a suddent move of his hips, pushing his cock deep into your neck, making you gag with force , eyes wide.
He kept your head in place when you wanted to pull his cock out, forcing you to take it even more, tears forming at the corner of your eyes. Grabbing a fist of your hair, he started to buckle his hips up into your mouth, pushing his cock deeper and deeper with every move, pressing your face on his pelvis, completly taking the air out of your lungs.
"You begged for my cock, darling. Now take it and keep quiet while I am taking this call!"
Author's note: To my baby anon!🥺💕 I am sorry for waiting that long, shame on me😔 I hope you like it👉🏾👈🏾
oh yay 😁 um can i please have really fluffy namjoon mafia!au where the reader (who’s rlly short cuz i’m really short, like 5’) comes home from shopping n she sneaks up behind him n jumps on his back n is all “rawr 🐯🥺 imma tiger” n it’s cute n stuff please? you don’t have to rush to do this you can finish the others first i can wait i promise! thank you ☺️ -🥺
He was busy talking at phone when you entered your shared house. Actually, he was always at phone. Making or taking calls, all about money and business stuff. You actually thought he is always giving the death sentence to another coward or traitor , every time he was talking at the phone.
You told that to him once. And he started to laugh, calling you cute and hugging you at his well defined chest, only to hear him saying: "Important business like killing someone isn't stuff to discuss at phone, babygirl."
I mean, he knew better. He is a mafia leader after all.
Letting your bags on the floor, careful to not make him notice you, you took off your coat and high heels and placed them on the granite dales floor, with a gentle and slowly move.
With the precision of a cat, you fixed your "targget" and starting to run to him, jumping over the couch, right on his back. "Rawwwwrrr!!!" You tried to sound fierce, but ended up meowing like a little cat, making Namjoon bite back a laugh, since he was having a serious call.
You started to bite on his ear, tugging on his ear lobe with your lips, pulling his hair softly, completly messing up his whole attire, making him groan in annoyence, a hidden smile playing on his lips.
"Alright, don't fail me!" He said and hanged up on the phone.
"Rawwwr!!!" You said once more, making him laugh. "What are you doing, kitten?" He was smiling bright, caressing your thighs who were wrapped around his waist from behind.
"I'm a tiger! Rawwwr!" You insisted, bitting his ear once more, making him flip you over the couch, turning around in your hold, making you blush of how close he was.
God, he is perfection.
"Oh, I am so scared!" He teased, caressing your hands and tangling your fingers with his making you pout. "You should be!" You insisted.
"Of my kitten? Never." He placed a delicate kiss on your lips.
Hello! (I’m not sure but I think my ask got cut out in half) Can you please write a Namjoon Drabble where he is really really in love with kinda insecure reader, and one time a random man makes a random disrespectful/mean comment about her and Namjoon gets angry and really protective? He then would comfort or reassure her! Sorry this isn’t smutty, I just wanna read some fluffy domestic stuff so bad 🤣
It was probably the sixth time that week when he went to that library, the sixth book he read that week, the sixth bottle of orange juice he bought from the jukebox in the corner of the full of book shelfs room.
What was the reason of all of these? You. You were working there. You, the shy girl no one usually notices, with your cute and simple outfits, with your cute round glasses you used to wear when you were reading or typing on your white computer, you, the simple, yet so kind and heartful girl. You, his secret crush.
He first saw you when his friends took him in that library, weeks ago, because they were in urgent need for materials, for finishing a project for the Chemistry class with Miss Green. Namjoon had already finished his project, of course, he was such a smart and hard working boy, but there he was. Sitting at a table, in the quiet place, filled up with shelfs, the smell of ancient books and dust, watching their friends, murmuring, in what it looked like being a useless try of finding the right materials.
Namjoon was honestly asking himself what is he doing there. It was not like he wasn't a fan of libraries, or books, in fact, he was spending most of his time in the library from beside his block, but that day he really didn't want to be there, when he could do something else, like writing some lyrics he would lately put into a song, somehow.
Holding his notebook, full of random thoughts and some lyrics, he got up, ready to leave, but while he was careful to sneak out, without his friends noticing, he bumped into someone, his note book, flying from his hand, his nose being hitten by a forhead, almost making it bleed.
"I-I am so sorry!" You sttutered, half bending, into a bow, glasses falling from your face, right on top of his note book, making your cheeks heat up even more. Namjoon picked up your glasses, handing them to you, his heart beating faster when he catched a glimpse of your flushed face, a shiver running through his body, when your delicate fingers touched his.
You picked up his notebook, as well and gave it to him, eyes avoiding his. He wanted to thank you, but you turned around, heading to your desk, where you took a nouvel and started to read it.
That's exactly the book he finished reading today, in hope he would finally gather the courage to talk to you, that book looking like a good subject to start with, the other books he read that week following, moving his usual place from his usual library to this one, your work place. He didn't usually read romance or fantasy, but now, because that was your favourite type of books, he ended up accepting it. Taking his heart in his hands, he rose up from his seat, eyes fixed on your figure, who were busy talking to a costumer.
The library was empty, you two being the only three left. Namjoon sighed, ready to turn around and leave, calling it another day, when he heard you whimpering in pain. He turned around faster than ever, glare fixed on you and the man beside you, who was gripping your wrist tightly, pressing you harshly against a shelf, his figure covering yours, dangerously.
"Who are you trying to fool with your round glasses and grandma like outfits, huh? You are a whore, we all know that!" The man almost barcked in your way, making tears run down your cheeks. Namjoon fist colided with his jaw, making the man fall off of you, into the floor.
"What the- "
But Namjoon kicked him again, this time right into his nose, breaking it. "No one can touch her or talk to her like that!" He almost growled
"Do you understand, you piece of shit?!" He hissed, between greethed teeth, making the man curse, holding his bleeding nose and leaving the library, leaving you two alone.
Namjoon turned around, staring at you, concern ridden on his beautiful face, his heart breaking seeing your cheeks wet of tears. His hand moves its own way to your cheek and reaching for it, he wiped away the tears, making you slightly jump, staring at him.
Namjoon couldn't resist anymore and taking your wrist in his hand, gently, not like that guy, he pulled you to him, embracing you into a warm, bear hug, one of his big hands resting against your back, rubbing circles on it, the other one gently caressing your hair, keeping your face burried into his neck.
"Y/N... you are so gorgeous, so smart, so kind, so sweet, such a well educated girl, don't listen to that jerk. I know you probably don't know me, but I came here every day to see you. Wanted to talk to you the whole time... I really find you amazing, Y/N" he said, hugging your smaller frame closer and tighter to his firm chest.
"I actually didn't like these books, but they were your favourite ones, couldn't stop thinking about you, I literally like everything in you and I know you probably don't- ...."
"I like you too, Namjoon." You said, making him pause, his eyes widening in shook, causing you to let out a giggle who almost made him drop into his knees.
"I also spied you." You said, wrapping your arms around him, making his heart beats grow faster and a huge, bright smile to rise on his face.
Author's note: love, sorry for waiting that much! Hope you liked it!🥺
Hi! Can I request the FILTHIEST thing you can muster with namjoon? If there’s creampie and impreg kink I’ll be over the moon
This was one of the nights, when he came back home, after a long day of work and a full week wherein he wasn't home so much and didn't have much time to spend with you. He found you on your shared bed, laying on your tummy, earphones on your head, a book in your hands and a pillow between your thighs.
You were slightly grinding on it, maybe without even realising, the sight of your white silk panties and your innocent posture, making Namjoon's blood run through his cock, hardening it, causing it to twitch into his pants.
With slow steps, he made his way towards the bed and , with a move full of grace, he hovered on top of you, his crotch pressed on the curve of your ass, making you gasp, his face close to your ear, where he took off your earphones.
"I missed you, Y/N..." he whispered, placing a kiss on the side of your neck, before taking out the pillow in between your thick thighs, throwing it on the floor, making you stare back at him, your lips parting slightly, wanting to question him, causing him to smile softly and press his lips on yours.
"Hush, baby... continue reading." He said, making your cheeks heat up and turn your head towards the book, bitting your bottom lip in anticipation. "Good girl..." he muttered in your ear, nibbling slightly at she soft flesh, pulling it into his mouth with a tight suck, causing your breath to incrase.
With a slow move, where he brushed your clit slightly with the knuckles of his veiny hand, Namjoon, pushed your panties aside, his breath being caught in his throat, of the sight of your juicy cunt. Trailing his thumb up and down your folds, he was bitting his full bottom lip, watching the digit getting coaxed in your essence. As for you, you were trying to not make any sound, knowing very well he demanded you to keep reading your book. Making a sound and showing him you are not focused on your reading, but on this thumb running up and down your clit would only make your daddy stop.
"Good girl." He praised you omce more, pushing his veiny cock into you, down to base, taking you from behind, the new, but so well known feeling of you wrapped around him, making him moan in pleasure and for you to bite back your own whimper, holding tighter on your book. Getting his hands under your shoulders, he laid flat on your back, one of his hands wrapping firmly around your throat, squeezing it in an attempt of choking you , while two fingers of his other hand finding their way into your mouth.
Throwing your head back, like that and resting his chin on top of your head, Namjoon stared to thrust into you with force, fucking you rough, his cock roughly pushing between your walls, making your eyes grow wide. Ok, this was new...
"I. fucking. missed. you." he groaned, with hoarse voice, sending shivers down your spine, his hips meeting your ass while his cock was pushing further and further into you, bringing you close to your climax, faster than ever. You could tell her was close too, feeling his member pulsing inside of you.
"Gonna fill you up so well, my whore. Gonna give you all of my seeds and breed you like a kitten in heats. You would be so beautiful, with my cum leaking from your tight hole, wouldn't you, my princess?"he asked, a smirk playing on his lips seeing your face controlled in pleasure, getting red.
"Mgh...yeth, dadfy" you tried to talk, between the urge of holding back your moans and his fingers pressing on your tongue. The fact he was choking you didn't help either. He growled, hearing such a needy mess he transformed you into. "Pathetic little whore." he mumbled in your hair, pressing a kiss of top of your head, his hips pushing into you with short but deep moves, making you see stars, the orgasm washing over you hard, making you drop your book and hold into his strong arms, a loud moan leaving your throat, the pleasure causing your walls to spasm around his cock, squeezing it so tight,
making him give you a beautiful creampie.
Author's note: sorry for waiting that much, annonnieeee!!!🥺💕I hope I fullfilled your fantasy ^^
Title: Immortals Word Count: 3k+ Rating: M Genre: Drama, smut, dark fantasy Warnings: none yet Pairings: BTS x Reader/OT7 x reader Summary: Sometimes, you find your destiny. And sometimes, your destiny does whatever it takes to keep you. Written By: A & B
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Czytaj dalej
Between Books - Kim Namjoon (m)
— pairing | Kim Namjoon/Reader
— word c | 1,520
— genre | Boyfriend au!, College au! Smut.
— summary | [ ‘The ideas we get when we're drunk are best,’ Kim Seokjin said it before challenging you and Namjoon to have sex in the university library.. ].
— warnings/tags | Adult content, explicit sex, low slang words, library sex (don’t do this, kids, unless you want it.) This fanfic is part of “The Bet” Series.
You were crazy. That's what you thought while Namjoon was sitting on the floor, his back against the bookcase and you were sitting on his lap, with your legs on either side of his hip, rolling over his hard cock, trapped inside his pants. It was three in the morning and you had just left a frat party where your friends challenged you two to have sex. This wasn’t such a difficult challenge, since you and he had been dating for over two years, and you hardly ever kept your hands away from each other, but as your friends adored stupid and complicated things, they challenged you to have sex in the university library. As you were drunk and horny, you accepted the challenge and now it wasn’t long before you started to fulfill the bet.
"Fuck. I love how horny and dirty you get when you're high, baby." Namjoon whispered, gripping your hips and helping you move over him. "God, if you keep going like this, I'm going to get crazy."
"And what do you think that i want, love?" You whispered in his ear, making him shiver and tighten his fingers in your skin.
"I think that you want me to fuck you so hard that you'll scream my name so loud that everyone in this campus will hear how dirty my little slut are." He said holding your chin and making you look at him, smiling shortly after. Your eyes full of lust and desire confirmed his theories. "Let's start this party."
You stood up a little and he unbuttoned his pants, pushing it down. You were wearing a skirt, and Namjoon just pushed your panties aside, fitting into the entrance of your cunt and you slid over it, until his cock was all inside you.
"Damn, you're so wet, baby, do you like to ride on that dick? Huh? Do you like rubbing yourself on your boyfriend's cock? Damn, you're so delicious." Namjoon moaned, holding your breasts as you went up and down on his lap, holding him on his shoulders to lean on. You couldn’t control your mouth and moaned as low as you could, feeling Namjoon’s dick stretching your walls. When you didn’t answer, Namjoon grabbed your waist and started to make you move faster, causing his cock to hit you hard. You bit your lip hard, holding the urge to scream with the pleasure that was taking over your body. "Answer me, little bitch. You like it? Hm?"
“Yes, Joon."
"I knew it. My girl likes to be a bitch to me, don’t you?"
"I love being your bitch, baby" You moaned, louder than you should. You threw your head back and closed your eyes.
"Daddy." You moaned in a squeaky voice as Namjoon sucked at one of your breasts, and he grunted as he heard you say it. He loved it when you called him that. You didn’t care if you got caught by the security guard or the janitor, the only thing you wanted, that you both wanted, was to cum. And only you knew how Namjoon was good at making you come.
"Daddy ... Please"
"What do you want, baby? Tell Daddy."
"Eat me out, please Daddy. I need you tongue in my pussy."
A pretentious laugh came out of Namjoon's throat before he was gently laying you on the wooden floor, using his shirt as your pillow. Even though he liked being a little more rude during sex, Namjoon was always looking for a way to keep you comfortable. He kissed your lips gently before lowering his kisses down your chest and belly, until finally he was kissing your thighs, bringing his hot, wet lips to your thirsty clit. One of the things you loved about him, beyond his intelligence, kindness and beauty, was his ability with his tongue. He moved it in a way that made you see stars whenever he used it on you. You grabbed his hair, pulling it lightly, knowing he liked it when you did it.
"What the fuck ...!" He whispered, taking his tongue from you as he heard his cell vibrating. You took your fingers down to your clit and began to massage it while he answered the call. “What the hell, Seokjin… What?” He frowned. “Okay, give me a few more minutes ... Just a few minutes, Jin ... Yeah, I get it. Bye.” And so he stuffed the phone into his pants pocket and turned his attention back to you. “Jin said the security guard was coming to the library, and that he can give us a maximum of ten minutes before he gets here." Namjoon said as he knelt between your legs, resting his large hands on your knees, caressing it. “It's enough time to get dressed and run."
"I bet you make me cum in 5." You whispered, thrusting two fingers into your pussy. Namjoon's gaze dropped from your face and down to your cunt, his eyes darkened with desire. He let out a smooth laugh, looking back into your eyes, making the fire inside you burn even more.
"That's what you want, isn’t it? To be caught being a greedy little bitch, rolling on my dick. Do you want the security guy to find out the greedy bitch you are?” He said holding your waist, making you sit down, then holding your chin and giving you a deep, warm kiss. "You want him to catch us, doll? Do you want him to see you cum on my dick? You want him to see the good bitch you're to Daddy?"
“Yeah” You answered, in a hoarse voice, and Namjoon bit your lip hard, making you whimper.
"Yes what?"
"Yes Daddy, I want it, please fuck me."
"Oh baby, don’t worry, I will fuck you. On your fours, now."
You obeyed. You spun on the floor and stayed on all fours for him. Namjoon wasted no time and pushed his cock hard into your pussy, making you pull the air so you didn’t scream. He began to thrust deep inside you, forcing you to bite your lips and squeeze your eyes so you wouldn’t moan, with the danger of the security guy already being around and listening. He knew what he was doing, he knew how to move, he knew where to hit you, he knew you as well as the palm of his hand.
"Come on, baby. Squeeze that hot little pussy around my dick." He groaned when he felt you begin to throb. You would cum in a few seconds. He then grabbed your arms, making you get on your knees as he hit you hard from behind. "Touch your little clit for me, baby.” He whispered in a hoarse voice, which made you roll your eyes with pleasure, unable to control yourself. You didn’t even have to masturbate to cum, because you were already cumming.
And Namjoon realized.
He used one hand to cover your mouth and the other to stimulate your clit and you took your hands back, holding his hip as he thrust into you, trying to the utmost not to moan, but when your orgasm reached the apex, you couldn’t stand it and shouted his name. Your moans coming out muffled by his hand in your mouth and tears falling from your eyes from the intensity of what you were feeling.
"Just a little more, baby. I'm cumming too ... fuck ... you're so tight, shit." He whispered with his face against your nape, kissing your skin as he used even more force in the thrusts, making you delirious. When he came, he let out a low, long moan, gasping against the back of your head, his chest ringing against your back, you both out of breath. “I love you, baby.” He said breathlessly, making you smile. You turned your head a little and gave him a light, calm kiss on the lips. But the moment was interrupted when you heard the library door being opened. You both widened your eyes and both lay on the floor, thanking mentally for being in the last corridor and consequently farther from the door.
You two looked at each other panic when you heard footsteps coming your way. Namjoon stood up pulling his pants up as you lowered your skirt and buttoned your blouse.
He was willing to fight anyone to give you a moment to flee, but luckily that wouldn’t be necessary, as the person approaching wasn’t a security, or a stranger, it was Seokjin. He looked at Namjoon, standing in a defensive pose, and then looked at you sitting on the ground, curled. Then he began to laugh and shook his head in disbelief.
"I can’t believe you actually did that."
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photobooth | knj
Summary: You never knew fucking in a photobooth, while all your friends are on the other side, could be this sweet. University AU! Porn with like 30% plot.
Pairing: Namjoon x Reader ft. Jaebum
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Word Count: 12k
Warnings: excessive swearing as usual, namjoon being soft and cute as shit because that is a warning in itself, jealous possessive sex, also a jealous namjoon, soft dom namjoon, sub reader, public sex, exhibitionism, fingering, joonie with his sinful mouth aka dirty talk, joon’s giant schlong, camera sex, technical porno-graphy (they take pics of them fucking), finger sucking, joon’s wicked tongue aka eating pussy, blowjob, squirting, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, forced orgasms, cum eating, cum play, handjob, degredation (use of slut), cum swallowing, gagging + choking (on cock), riding, penetrative sex, slight? pain kink, namjoon with A* stamina, creampie, cum feeding
A/N: There is actually only about 30% plot in this, I did the math. But also, please don’t ask me where this depraved fantasy was bred from because honestly, I have no words or excuses for the complete filth I just wrote.
It’s not very often that you find yourself partying. It’s not that you didn’t have an interest in it; it was more than you were partied out. Kind of sad and pathetic for someone who was still in their third year of university but it was the truth. You had practically exhausted yourself (and your bank account) during your first two years of university, attending every club night, house party and drinking related college event that you could. You were still known across campus as the first year girl who downed an entire bottle of tequila before stealing some traffic cones (causing several issues with traffic the next day) just so you could use the said cones as party hats for the various statues littered around your campus.
That day had practically gone down in history.
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