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How to Get a Guy. jjk | 01

PART 01 OF 02

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader | [slight] Yoongi x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, roommates!au, college!au, fuckboi!jk, enemies to friends to lovers

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: protected sex, oral (f. receiving), handjob through clothes??, cumming in pants :D, slow burn, a lot of making out, titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, drug (weed) consumption (but not main pairing), marking with nails (not from y/n tho omg), jk sleeps around, and he’s a basketball player oof, honestly jk and y/n are just hella confused

Word Count: 20.6k

a/n ✑ it’s here, part uno! thank you so much for your patience!! i hope you enjoy this fic that was originally supposed to be 15k max… i appreciate all the support/motivation mwah mwah <3 the warnings for part two are included here as well (so if they dont show,,, it’s cuz it’s in the next one)

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How to Get a Guy. jjk | 02

PART 02 OF 02 | PART 01

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader | [slight] Yoongi x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, roommates!au, college!au, fuckboi!jk, enemies to friends to lovers

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: protected sex (twice..), oral (f. receiving), rough sex (1), a lot of making out, orgasm denial (for two secs methinks), titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, jk sleeps around (but not anymore?!), the basketball team is kinda disgusting, jk lowkey (highkey) be staking his claim but it’s seen in y/n pov, honestly jk and y/n are still hella confused

Word Count: 15.3k

a/n ✑ part dossss! thank you so much for waiting!! i adoreee this couple and i hope you enjoy the rest of their journey too <3 appreciate all of you guyss <33 (also there’s like.. one epilogue scene teehee)

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Shore Enough | KSJ (new fic announcement)

🔞 (Minors DNI) | 💔Angst | 💘 Fluff | 😈 Smut

Summary: Somehow, everything that could go wrong did go wrong, and when you told the concierge that you had a room booked under your name, they said to you that they had no rooms available. Well, that was until a handsome man in a three-piece suit decided to be your “husband” and told you you could room with him in his presidential suite, and you chose to say “screw it”, why not right? What’s the worst that could come from rooming with a handsome stranger?

Word Count: 23k (finished, whoops)

Age: 18+

Pairings: Seokjin x Reader

Warnings: Strangers to Lovers AU! Seokjin is smooth like butter (like a criminal undercover). Smut, angst fluff, the holy trinity. Yelling, swearing, crying, arguments, Seokjin being a tsundere? Sorta? Smut, unprotected sex (don’t do this). Fingering, oral (male and female receiving) shower sex, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstimulation. Mentions of cheating for like one sentence. Hair pulling, face fucking, throat fucking. Name-calling, (he calls her a brat like once). Rough but passionate sex. Biting, hickeys. Spanking.

Authors Note 3: This is my part of @btshoneyhive's "Spring Breaking the Rules" Collab, check out the masterlist here! 💕

Authors Note 2 : The only rule to follow: don’t fall in love with Seokjin.

Authors Note 3: Thank you to @missgeniality for offering to beta this even if I keep deleting the document 90 times and being so patient with me ILY 🥺 and thank you to @jeonjcngkook @sublimebangtan &@sugakookitty for beta’ing the old smut I wrote in 2020, and that I was too scared to read again 🥲 y’all saved me with this fic thank you guys so much 🥺💕 Release Date: 5th April 2022

Taglist: @namjooningelsewhere @bonvoyagenoona @purgatorywriter @tangledsparkles @mochilatae @thehorizon19 @skyys-universe @bringmetheksj @gukkmoans @evanssgi @jayhopely @taeshobipop @rosiekook @raplinesmoon-main @btsreader12 @kygsluvr @angelseokjinnie @shatzkrinslinzki @sunshinerainbowsbts @constantlydelulusional

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How to Get a Guy. jjk | 01

PART 01 OF 02

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader | [slight] Yoongi x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, roommates!au, college!au, fuckboi!jk, enemies to friends to lovers

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: protected sex, oral (f. receiving), handjob through clothes??, cumming in pants :D, slow burn, a lot of making out, titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, drug (weed) consumption (but not main pairing), marking with nails (not from y/n tho omg), jk sleeps around, and he’s a basketball player oof, honestly jk and y/n are just hella confused

Word Count: 20.6k

a/n ✑ it’s here, part uno! thank you so much for your patience!! i hope you enjoy this fic that was originally supposed to be 15k max… i appreciate all the support/motivation mwah mwah <3 the warnings for part two are included here as well (so if they dont show,,, it’s cuz it’s in the next one)

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pick & roll | LA Lakers - one shot (jjk)

point guard | jeon jungkook

♛ genre: friends with benefits, brother’s bestfriend (ft. kim namjoon) | heavy angst, smut

♛ summary: being one of the most popular players in the nba, jungkook takes absolutely no shit from anybody. he could give a fuck about the press, what people think about him, serious relationships. it’s a personal hell getting wrapped up with jeon jungkook— and you can’t help but fall into the same trap as every other woman who crosses paths with him. the more you fall, the more you realize that you will never be able to change a man who doesn’t want to change his ways.

♛ pairing: reader x nba player!jjk, fuckboy!jjk

♛ words: 19.2k

♛ warnings: buckle in cause you’re in for a treat 🤧 this is going to be messy and it’s intended to be that messy sorry lol, tried to make this as relatable as possible by drawing from personal experiences and sprinkling them in 🥲, tattooed jungkook but no piercings cause nba rules 😅 cussing/mature language, special appearances by lakers dj & stanley + clippers jay, subtle hints of namjoon’s fic through oc 👀, there’s one mention of taehyung in here haha, lots of flashback scenes (indicated), alcohol consumption, intoxication, club scenes, dancing, protected + unprotected sex, rough sex, squirting, head game on 100 (oral m. & f. receiving), gagging, multiple orgasms, light spit play, breast play, marking, making out, grinding, ass smacking, fingering/clit play, praising, some dirty talk, use of pet names (like baby, princess, babygirl), erotic asphyxiation, toxic, manipulative relationship shit **(pls heed with caution)**, accusations, rumors, crying, yelling, physical altercation, jungkook is just a selfish dick on a power trip

♛ one-shot playlist: met him last night - demi lovato & ariana // start a riot - duckwrth & shaboozey // act up - rich brian & earthgang // toxic - kehlani // nights like this (live) - kehlani

“Fuck— that’s it right there, baby girl— shit.” Jungkook breathily moans as his hand is locked onto the back of your head, pretty lips wrapped around his length. He cocks your head back and forth, keeping the tip of his cock knocking at the back of your throat, waiting until he feels you gag before releasing. “Look at you.” He smirks, amused by the thick saliva trail that connects his tip to your bottom lip. He sees the tears staining your cheeks, eyes still full of lust and begging for more of him. “Tell me you can take more, baby.”

Which, he’ll gladly give to you since you’re sitting so prettily on your knees for him.

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I Heard a Rumor. jjk

Banner credits to the talented @introgfx

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: fluff, smut, college!au, campus crush!jk, mutual pining, friends to lovers

Summary: One slip of a finger, and you realize you’ve liked an Insta photo of college hotshot Jeon Jungkook…from two years ago. You manage to unlike it within seconds, except it’s too late — Damn Kim Namjoon and his lightning-fast eyes. Do not tell a soul, you hiss. The man merely smirks. Next thing you know, a rumor is spread throughout campus. Y/n likes Jungkook…and now he knows.

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: spitting (y/n has a spitting kink don’t ask idk what i was thinking pls it’s not that bad), protected sex, fingering, making out, a little grinding, frat party, alcohol consumption, Namjoon is very unhelpful

Word Count: 8.1k

a/n ✑ ok this is very random. idk how and idk why but here it is.. i’ve had this idea for a while but may have written this whole thing only five minutes ago lol. i also edited the first few sentences and then was like.. hmm ok i done enough :) 

and also big thank you to Onyx @introlxv​ who made this banner so fast when i didn’t even write the fic yet 😭 thank you ily 💖 

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ugh! (m) || myg & knj

pairing : boxer!yoongi x fem!reader x boxer!namjoon

genre : smut, pwp, boxer au, threesome

rating : m (18+); minors dni

summary : They want to celebrate their recent victory and what could be a better way than taking you, not out, but right there in the arena.

word count : 2.3k

warnings : swearing, kissing, threesome, penetrative unprotected sex (pls stay safe y'all), oral sex (both recieving), dirty talk, biting, fingering, creampie, handjob, deep throating, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, crying, cum eating, rough sex, semi-public sex, hair pulling, both of them wear chains and yoongi's rings !!!!!

author's note : someone get me out of this hole where all i do is write smut, i can't seem to stop 😭 anyways, you know it, completely unedited and written on a whim in a very very short time. so spare me and this is my first time writing threesome so again 😭spare me.

mood : ugh - bts rapline

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"Come here, sweetheart. We dont have the whole day."

You are on your knees, the wind from the air con hitting your naked body sharply as you grip Namjoon's thighs to stay put. The arena was stinking of sweat and sex, as usual.

You and the two boxers were the only ones now present in the ring, with Yoongi untying his robe behind you and Namjoon in front of you with nothing but a robe and his chains on, already hard.

They had stripped you off your clothes as soon as you had entered the empty ring with them at your tail. The desire in their eyes was carnal, almost terrifying with the way their pupils turned dark and eyelids drooped down.

You were on your knees in front of Namjoon, his monster already standing tall for your attention. His cock was girthy and long, all veiny and too big for your mouth. You knew your fingers weren't even going to touch the other when you circled your hand around it, but your pussy throbbed more at that thought.

As you stabilize yourself to take him in your hands, you suddenly feel a pressure on your hips and soon enough Yoongi is pulling you towards him. You yelp in surprise and look over your shoulder to see him now completely naked, a ravishing sight for your hungry eyes, as he settles down to pull you onto his face.

"I said quick, sweets. What are you waiting for?" Namjoon growls from in front of you as you whip your head towards him to find his dick now dangerously close to your mouth. He brings it to your lips and taps.

"Open up, slut."

A new wave of arousal rushes down to your hole at the word and Yoongi snickers from behind you, roughly propping you in a position so that he is lying down while you sit on his face, Namjoon standing by your side with his cock at your mouth.

Your mind buzzes and without waiting a second, you take him in your mouth. You move your hands to hold his cock when Yoongi tugs on them and holds them behind your back tightly. You make a sound of surprise but it soon dies as Namjoon shoves himself inside your mouth.

Spit trickles down your mouth as he slots half of his length inside your mouth, resting on your tongue. You try against hope to free yourself from Yoongi's grasp when he bites your inner thigh.

"Don't you dare try that, doll." his words, spoken directly into your pussy, jolt you and you jerk forward. Your throat instinctively gags around his dick and Namjoon groans, now lazily moving it inside you.

That's when Yoongi pounces upon you, or rather on your cunt as he laps at your folds. His free hand sneaks there to part your folds and you visibly shiver when you feel the coolness of his ring rubbing at your pussy.

You moan and the vibrations send Namjoon in a frenzy. He gets a hold of your hair into a makeshift ponytail and urges your head to move faster, now that you have no control over yourself with your mouth full and hands in other's grasp.

Yoongi used his tongue to lick you clean of your arousal, failing when it pooled the more he tried. He entered you with two of his digits and you whimpered loudly in his hold. Namjoon quickened up his pace and was now practically thrusting inside your face as the other man thrusted inside you with his fingers.

It was a mind numbing feeling that forced your tears to stream down your cheeks, in utter pleasure and pain by the stretch.

Yoongi's tongue flicked your hardened nub skillfully and you were slowly falling limp, your legs shaking and vision going blank slowly.

"Such a sweet cunt, my whore."

"Mine too." Namjoon quipped from above you and you looked up at him through your lashes, tears streaming down your face as his cock twitched at the sight.

"So pretty." he mindlessly caressed your cheek with the back of his hand before using it to hold your head and move it for his accord. His eyes were shut closed and head thrown back as moans slipped out of his mouth and chest heaved faster by the second.

Your eyes burned as you moved your mouth against him, now using your tongue to glide it against his cock's underside. Yoongi chose that exact moment to enter you with his third finger, your arousal trickling down till his forearms as his lips sucked your clit furiously.

"Fuuuuck." you hear Namjoon and Yoongi snickers once again, now pulling you towards him harshly as you yelp loudly. And as if to oppose him Namjoon tugs at your hair tighter to keep you to him. The grasp burns your scalp but you cry out in pleasure which only spurs on the two men.

You feel the familiar knot building up in your stomach and before you can even warn him, you are cumming all over Yoongi's fingers as his tongue flicks your nub and teeth graze it.

Namjoon laughs as he feels you go completely still, your eyes shut and legs shaking wildly.

"Already, baby?"

"Sweet." Yoongi snidely speaks from under you.

Your eyes see white spots dangling around when you open them and you wince when you feel Yoongi still lapping at your cum, licking you clean of your essence with the overstimulation which you know all too well.

You immediately move to detach yourself from Namjoon's cock and surprisingly, he lets you, sensing your feeling.

"Yoongi."

He abruptly stops, as soon as you say his name and softly kisses your inner thigh.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I need your dick now, not your tongue." you speak in a haze and both of them laugh, rather loudly, as Namjoon caresses your cheek yet again.

"I love it though." you add quickly and Yoongi holds your hips to get you on your knees perfectly so that he can slide out from under you.

"I know."

"And I love this pussy." he adds after a while.

A ghost of a smile lingers on your face as you prop yourself towards Namjoon's cock again, knowing that he won't force you again until you are ready, with closed eyes. Your hands are free now, so you open your eyes and peer up at him through your lashes, and move your hand up and down his shaft.

He groans as you slickly move your hand faster against his wet surface and glide your thumb at his tip. You look over your shoulder to watch Yoongi now on his knees behind you, arching your back to jut your ass towards him.

He looked alluring, his chain shimmering in the dim light of the arena and pale body slick with sweat. You wanted to run your hands over his pecks when your eyes flicked towards his face and you sharply inhaled a breath.

Dark bangs fell over his eyes, which had also gone dark similarly, and eyebrows knitted in concentration as he brought his rock hard cock at your entrance. Your pussy cries at the sight and the man behind you smirks proudly when he sees the new wave of your arousal gushing out of your hole.

“Baby.” Namjoon says and you turn around in time to see him bring his dick near your mouth once more. You begrudgingly take it in, this time using your hands to grab the rest of him. A string of eloquent curses fly out of his mouth when you move skillfully, trying to accommodate all of him in the warmth of your mouth.

As soon as you look up at him with lust and admire the way his pecs shine due to the slick sheet of sweat, reflecting off the chains he wore, eyes dark with desire, Yoongi enters you without waiting for you to adjust to his girth, bottoming out immediately. And that's when they start ruining you in the best way possible.

Namjoon spits curses and grips your head tightly to move it on his accord, especially when you gag around his length, hollowing your cheeks when Yoongi starts moving ruthlessly. Your body goes numb and you, in a haze register that Namjoon’s cock had been going deeper and deeper inside your mouth when you feel the tickling sensation of his hair on your nose.

Your mouth stretches deliciously and tears flow at a faster pace as you almost choke around him, spit dripping down your chin to your naked breasts. As if on cue, Yoongi brings a hand to your front and grabs a tit, pushing into you. You jerk forward and grip Namjoon’s thighs tightly, your fingertips digging into his taut skin. Both men thrust into you faster and even when your state is already fucked out enough, you feel yourself getting more and more wet.

“So fucking tight, huh. How come a whore like you has such a tight hole?” Yoongi rasps out in between groans and grabs your hips, adjusting himself so that now each of his thrust hits your g-spot.

Normally when a man degrades you, you sharpen your tongue to kill him. But when one of these men degrades you, you stick your tongue out to please him. You moan out loud at his words and Namjoon’s cock twitches wildly as the vibrations.

Yoongi fucks you at a pace which should be unforgivable. Your pussy clenches around him tightly and throat around Namjoon as it dies to cry out in utter pleasure and sin. The arena echoed with the sounds of skin slapping and moans and gagging as the thrusts of the man in your mouth started getting sloppy.

"Ah fuck baby, your mouth is so good." he groans and you slowly feel your sanity slipping away at his words and the combined pleasure of their actions.

"Would you take it in your mouth like a good girl?"

You can't speak. You nod with his dick in your mouth and bat your eyelashes at him, moving faster.

Yoongi senses your quickened motion and presses his chest to your back. He bites your shoulder and fucks into you like a mad man. You gasp at the bite and gag around Namjoon's cock, making him shoot his cum inside your mouth almost immediately.

His grip tightens in your hair and he tips his head back with eyes shut in pleasure and lips forming strings of curses. His abs tighten and chest heaves up and down.

You obediently, eagerly, swallow the mess he had made in your mouth. The salty, slight bitter taste lingers in your mouth when he slowly removes his now softening length from your mouth and rubs a finger over your lips.

"Fuck you look so messy and pretty like this."

As soon as Namjoon removes his cock from your mouth, Yoongi pushes your body compelling you to land on your forearms and cheek pressed against them as he continues to rock into you, the new angle of your body providing him more access.

"Ah shit." he moans loudly and you lose yourself once more while wailing and moaning loudly, your second orgasm inching closer. At that point, Namjoon gets on his knees and props you up on your palms before crashing his lips onto yours.

He kisses you slowly, licking your lower lip and entering his tongue into your mouth to taste himself. A complete opposite of the man going wild behind you.

Your mind goes blank by the contrasting intensities of both the acts and the knot in your stomach winds up tighter when Yoongi brings hand forward to flick at your nipples and Namjoon caresses the back of your neck. He pulls away, panting and a mess to just laugh and kiss you once more, this time ferociously, all teeth and tongue.

"Fuck, doll." You feel Yoongi's dick twitching and thrusts getting sloppier when the feeling you know all too well washes over you and you drown yourself in your second orgasm when he moans right into your ear, his chest pressed up against your back.

You detach yourself from Namjoon and cry on his lips, your eyes not even inching to open themselves and hands giving up as you fall onto the floor with a soft thud.

As soon as you stop seeing stars in front of you, Yoongi shouts out and with a hard thrust, spills himself into you. His heat paints your walls and you unconsciously clench around him as he slowly rides out his orgasm.

"Stop clenching, baby."

"I can't." you cry and he carefully pulls out.

You stay still for a second and then collapse onto the floor wearily. Your hair spread over your face and body shining with sweat and sex. The afterglow was so intense, you might even be radiating it off your whole body in strong waves.

Your form pants on the floor of the ring and mind runs over the events you just went through, causing your hole to clench around nothing and a blush creeping up your neck and face. It could even have been the heat of the euphoric state you always found yourself in after your encounters with these two men.

Both of them crouch down and Namjoon hovers slightly above your face, his chains falling onto it and you shivering at the cold feeling, yet still bringing your hand up to wring your fingers through the silver metal.

"You did so well, Y/N."

"Always the best." Yoongi says as he caresses your hips and presses a chaste kiss on them.

You smile lazily at their words and use your other hand to rest it upon Yoongi's.

The last thing you feel is Namjoon carrying you up in bridal style and Yoongi kissing your lips gently before passing out in his arms.

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yeah, like this? (m) || myg

pairing : yoongi x fem!reader

genre : smut, pwp

rating : m (18+); minors dni

summary : your boyfriend lures you to the couch of his studio just by a single look.

word count : 845

warnings : swearing, kissing, penetrative protected sex, clit slapping, hair tugging (i mean, ofc), marking, yoongi in this selca is BAD.

author's note : ha ha ha. are we surprised anymore? ik ik i almost came up with smth fluffy too but decided on this instead. thanks to nix @highly-functioning-mitochondria and meg @yoongukie-ff but we will get that one also !! and someone get a hold on me cause i CANT seem to stop myself from writing smth everytime this man posts like hello sir?? we are already on our knees. anyways. unedited and written on a whim as always.

mood : sweat - zayn

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"Yoongi, ah." you whine as he holds your waist tightly and your fingers graze the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Yeah, doll?" he grunts and thrusts his hips, making you a whimpering mess in his hold.

He brings a hand between your legs, to where your bodies are joined and slaps your clit as you shudder and weave your fingers through his hair, tightly tugging at the strands you love oh so dearly.

"Please." you moan.

"Please what? I need words." he smirks and you roll your hips over his, tipping your head back when he comes forward to feast on the soft skin of your neck.

He kisses it and sucks, his tongue peeking out to glide over the points he knows all too well. You increase your pace as you feel his ministrations make your entrance even slicker, making it easy for him to move inside you.

"Please, move faste- aah." he bucks his hips up as his cock hits your g-spot and all your words die in your throat.

"Yeah, like this?"

You feel devoured and he looks ravenous. Your hands move through his locks and he moans, as you angle your body in a way so that he repeatedly hits all your sweet spots.

"Mhm." you try to answer when he brings you forwards and locks you in place with his hands wounded around your waist tightly. He then starts to carry out your request and you'd be lying if you say you didn't feel your soul leave your body.

He is fucking into you at a pace that has you crying, resting your forehead onto his as you see his parted lips and flush cheeks, eyebrows knit in concentration and chest rising and falling incredibly fast. You know you are in the same state and when he looks up at you with the feeling of lust mixed with love, his gaze gentle but dark enough to shake your insides, you moan and capture his lips with yours.

They move slowly, taking their time, at first and you feel his cock move languidly, but still perfectly bringing you nearer to the edge. Soon, it's all teeth and tongue and he bites on your lower lip as he once again starts moving faster.

"Oh my god, this pussy will," he moans at your lips and you feel the shivers make your already full entrance throb.

"Yeah?" you close your eyes and kiss his forehead, rather sloppily.

"Will take my life one day. It's so perfect."

You feel the knot tighten at his words and you grip him tightly, knowing you'll form bruises on his neck. His white shirt rides up a not-so-decent amount when he moves his hips on the couch, ramming into you, and you feel yourself almost drooling.

"Just. Like. You.", he punctuates each sentence with a thrust and you finally break down for good, coating his cock with your cum and your cheeks with your tears.

Your eyes roll back into your head from the intensity of your orgasm as you all but see white in front of your closed lids, the object of your affection, or if you may say, cause of your ruined state, still moving inside you, and at last with a final thrust and moan, spilling inside the condom.

You both stay in the same position for a while, reveling in the after effects and the euphoric state of the mind-blowing session you just had.

From the session you remember, your boyfriend was having a rather stressful recording session when he lured you into his studio and in that goddamn couch with a selca from an angle you were seeing him from now.

You look over your shoulder and see the daw open on his pc with some channels sporting an audio clip. You look back at him and see him already looking at you with a fucked out expression, same as yours. He brings your face down to his and kisses your nose, moving to pull out from you.

You grimace as you stand up from his now softening cock and slide down beside him on the couch, your top stained with sweat and panties and jeans strewn about on the floor.

"Don't you have to complete this track by tomorrow?" you laugh when you see him make a not so polite face.

"Fuck, i have to." he stands up with a groan and discards his condom. He passes you a box of tissues and after you both clean up the mess, pulls his boxers and sweatpants back as you dress yourselves.

He takes a step towards his chair but before he moves further, he dips his body down over yours and pecks your lips sweetly.

"I love you." he gazes into the depth of your eyes and you melt into a pool of love.

"I love you too. Now go." and you push your boyfriend towards his desk so you can sit back and watch him work in peace, falling in love with him a little more, with each passing second.

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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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How to Get a Guy. jjk | 01

PART 01 OF 02

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader | [slight] Yoongi x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, roommates!au, college!au, fuckboi!jk, enemies to friends to lovers

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: protected sex, oral (f. receiving), handjob through clothes??, cumming in pants :D, slow burn, a lot of making out, titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, drug (weed) consumption (but not main pairing), marking with nails (not from y/n tho omg), jk sleeps around, and he’s a basketball player oof, honestly jk and y/n are just hella confused

Word Count: 20.6k

a/n ✑ it’s here, part uno! thank you so much for your patience!! i hope you enjoy this fic that was originally supposed to be 15k max… i appreciate all the support/motivation mwah mwah <3 the warnings for part two are included here as well (so if they dont show,,, it’s cuz it’s in the next one)

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subscribed - MYG

↣ you find out that youtube isn’t the only site he uses to satisfy his subscribers. what do you do with that information?

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pairing — asmr artist/camboy!yoongi x reader

genre/rating — R | fluff, smut, s2l, college au

word count — 15K [excluding the texts]

warnings/tags — strong language, same au as ‘whipped,’ cocky yoongi 🥴, GINGER yoongi !! (a warning in itself), oh god flirting, unhygienic sharing of a lollipop, yoongi is down bad, sexting, exchange of explicit images, ex-bf!yeonjun, mentions of alcohol, y/n is obsessed with the color purple, hand kink, voice kink, breast kink ofc, drool play, harmless stalking, pda, just guys being dudes, bad pickup lines, one jealous roommate, explicit smut — use of a vibrator + flogger, slight masochism, masturbation (f & m), voyeurism, exhibitionism, dirty talk, biting/scratching, degradation, name-calling, tongue sucking, a few slaps, oral (f & m), brief boob job, hickeys, deep throating, clit pinching, pussy slapping, spanks, rimming, brief handjob, edging, hair pulling, choking, nipple play, overstimulation, multiple orgasms + positions, reverse cowgirl, unprotected sex, cumshots, post-sex cuddles

a/n — ah another fic about my love for yoongi’s hands + voice sjjdkske (for the sexy pics, I don’t include any to try & be as reader inclusive as possible) when you’re reading the chats don’t swipe bc there’s commentary in between okay? okay 😤

Just like any other Friday evening, you poke your head around the doorframe in annoyance, glaring at the RA who continues to yell at the boisterous students. Counterproductive threats booming out down the hallway, just as noisy as the rest of them. Quickly rushing back inside your room, you fix your pigtails and give your reflection a small nod before stepping out again, leaning on the notice board with a playful smile on your face, arms folded.

“Namjoon!”

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reasons why i hate you

pairing: min yoongi x fem!reader

category: established fwb, pwp, smut

word count: 3.1k

rating: 21+

warning(s): dom!yoongi, brat!reader, a conversation about status, cursing, pet names, dirty talk, oral (f), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap, he uses the pull-out method), riding, voyeurism (he records), average degradation, overstimulation, praise, aftercare and mention of dinner

notes: the moodboard was completed by @egocypher ❤️ thank you shay, and thank you beezy @hobeemin for beta-reading this for me. ❤️

You hate him.

With every fiber of your being, every cell, every heartbeat, and every breath.

It isn’t fair. Whatever heavenly being that cursed you to live at the same time as him deserves to be damned. His existence is your ultimate bane. You want to get rid of him so you can reside in peace, but the most you can do is pretend he wasn’t born.

But at the same time, you yearn for him. You want him to continue bothering you, make your life a living hell and heaven at the same time. To listen to his soothing voice and see his adorable smile. To witness him above you as he scrambles your thoughts with a single roll of his hips. Kiss him, watch him work his magic on you, dragging you further under his spell.

He is like poison.

But do you care? Not really.

You suppose that’s why you’re drawn to him. He’s forbidden, someone you can never have.

Your entire being thrums with energy as you observe him patiently pluck away at the strings of his acoustic guitar, his keen ears trying to understand a tune within the chaos of the notes.

Curled up on the couch, you wait for him to finish the bar he’s constructing, your fingers playing with your sweater. You grimace at the harsh noise of a string being played too hard, and you’re afraid it’ll snap, but he lays a veiny hand on top of the strings above the soundhole, silencing it.

This same silence strikes a flame in your lower abdomen, your skin itching with anticipation. Maybe he’ll finally pay attention to you like you’re his guitar, the music within you waiting to be played.

“Was that alright?” he softly asks, his smoldering gaze meeting yours, making your heart leap. “To me, something’s missing.”

You shake your head. “No, I think it’s fine.”

He stays quiet, thinking, then stands, setting the guitar in the chair. His movement has your fingers curling into fists, tummy twisting with eagerness as he approaches you. Placing his hands on either side of you, he peers at you, head tilting slightly.

“Tell me, Y/N,” he murmurs, and the way he says your name makes you shiver, “why do I have the idea to add your pretty noises to my song?”

Heat floods your cheeks. “What do you mean?”

Annoyance flashes over his face for a brief second. “Come now, don’t play dumb with me. You know exactly what I mean.”

You do.

He’s referring to the times when he’s buried balls-deep inside you, spoiling you with filthy words, drawing the naughtiest noises from you. When you let him do whatever he wants to you, treat you like an angel walking on Earth or a slut who needs a reminder of where she belongs.

You love it. All of it.

“I should record you and use your moans in my song.”

Your jaw drops at his blunt statement. He’s a nasty man, and his nastiness has bled into you, corrupting you, making you as sick as he is.

Everything he likes in bed, you like in bed.

“Should you?” you say, knowing he’ll take your challenging tone as bait.

He narrows his eyes and shoves a hand into his pocket to grab his phone. He fiddles with it for a moment, then sets it down beside you. He isn’t kidding.

“Take ‘em off,” he lowly orders, eyeing your shorts.

With pink cheeks, you undo your shorts, hooking your thumbs under the waistband along with your panties, removing both garments in one go. You lean back and spread your legs, baring your drenched cunt to him, toes curling in excitement.

You hope he eats you out, drives you up the wall with his ridiculously talented tongue.

He hums in satisfaction because of your obedience, lowering to his knees. His veiny hands find the undersides of your thighs, his rings ice-cold against your clammy skin. You bite your lip, anxiously waiting while he examines your pussy.

“So pretty…”

His tongue rolls around in his mouth, and your breath catches as a drop of spit lands on you. Growing impatient, your lips part to hurry him along, but he connects with your aching core, licking a broad stripe from your entrance to your clit. You gently sigh, hearing him grunt and feeling his grip tighten, his nails lightly digging into your skin.

He repeats this action a few times, the combination of his spit and your juices creating strings, connecting his mouth to your folds. He spits again, then captures your sensitive bud of nerves with his lips, suckling on it. You moan, your head falling back as his tongue occasionally darts out to slurp up your essence, not letting a single drop go to waste.

“Yoongi,” you mewl, clenching around nothing, watching him dine on you like a starving man.

The man hums, flattening his tongue and lightly shaking his head side to side, eliciting a whine from you. His lips wrap around your clit, sucking harshly this time, hollowing his cheeks. He switches to lapping at it, rapidly flicking the tip of his tongue against it. You whimper, your hand finding his hair, strands silky and black, bolts of pleasure zinging through you again and again.

Molten lava and hellfire. That is what Yoongi is to you, while you are an iceberg, endlessly melted by his incessant heat, and you never want him to stop.

While you hate him with your whole being, you hit the jackpot.

“Such a pretty puppy,” Yoongi rasps, the vibration of his voice making you shake. “Always so wet for me, hm?”

“Y-Yes,” you croak, eyes rolling the moment he teases your entrance with his tongue.

“Of course.” He crudely spits on you once more, parting your folds, watching the bead drip down to your entrance and mix with your wetness. “So damn wet every time I see you. Just can’t get enough of me, hm?”

“N-No.” You swallow as he lifts your clitoral hood with his thumb, squealing when he suctions the nub, violently jolting with each suck.

Yoongi parts from you with a pop, eyeing your drenched cunt with a lustful gaze. “Poor thing. Puppy must be aching, yeah?”

You nod, panting, shivering when he lightly blows air on your pussy. You tug on his hair with a little whine. Yoongi hushes you, wordlessly reminding you to be patient and diving in. He rapidly laps at your clit, his free hand joining the orchestra between your legs, teasing your throbbing cunt. You whimper and lift your hips, his tongue making wave after wave of pleasure wash over you. The knot in your tummy twines tighter with every lick, your thighs trembling in anticipation.

“Y-Yoongi,” you whisper, steadily rocking into his receiving mouth, your body aflame because of the way he stares up at you. “F-Fuck, don’t stop.”

He lightly chuckles, slipping his thumb inside you. You gasp softly, walls clamping down around it as he steadily pumps it in and out of you. Biting your lip, you rut your hips a bit faster, your eyes rolling slightly. Fuck, it’s not fair. He’s not fair.

Fuck Yoongi and his godly skill of giving head.

He nips at your bud of nerves, and you yelp. His thumb is replaced with his digit, which swiftly thrusts into you, bringing more noises out of you. He resumes his actions with his tongue, and the combination of both that and his finger has you moaning.

“Y-Yoongi!” you choke out, feeling that bubble of ecstasy threatening to burst. “‘M gonna cum, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop!”

He doesn’t, opting to go faster instead. Just that alone breaks you. Shrieking, your thighs squeeze down around his head, your high slamming into you like a tsunami. You moan loudly, your back arching, restlessly bucking your cunt a little more. As you settle into overstimulation, Yoongi slows, guiding you through your orgasm. Once you’ve calmed down, he breaks away with a hum, his lips and chin shiny.

“Delicious,” he murmurs, smirking. You lay limp beneath him, face flushed, trembling lightly. He gently rubs your thigh, his rings cold against your warm skin. “You okay?”

You slowly peel your eyes open, your mind swimming with the high of your orgasm. “Yeah… Shit…”

Chuckling lightly, Yoongi reaches over and stops the recording. Heat floods your face and ears. You forgot he kept his word. He locks his phone and tosses it on his chair, which thankfully doesn’t bounce off and land on the floor. He meets your gaze; the way he looks at you tells you he isn’t done with you just yet.

“Alright, angel,” he says, lifting you off the couch to take your spot. He has you straddle him; your cunt still bared to him. “Think you can cum again?”

Confusion ripples through you. Yoongi usually sends you off after you cum or vice-versa. He’s never wanted a second round with you before, so hearing this is strange. Seeing your expression, his hands glide up your thighs, snaking one between them to glide a finger through your folds.

“Is it wrong of me to keep listening to you?” he softly asks, finding your clit and rubbing threadbare circles on it. You shakily exhale. “Honestly, Y/N…”

The way your name falls off his lips has you shuddering. Your name comes from him like an unbreakable curse, an impending storm about to hit. Your stomach flutters nervously. You know he’s aware of your dislike for him, but does that stop you from hanging with him? No. Yet, for some reason, you can’t find it in yourself to stop this.

This has to end before either of you gets too involved.

But will you?

Most likely not.

“Yoongi,” you murmur, grasping his shoulders, squeezing them gently. “Why do you do this with me?”

His hand stills. You wait, watching his eyes flicker around your face for a moment.

“I don’t know,” he quietly replies.

You don’t say anything so he can elaborate. But he doesn’t. You frown. “That’s it?”

The lust in his face shutters. “The fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“I was expecting a reason,” you say flatly. “Are you sticking around because you want something from me? Or do you just want my body? It seems like the latter to me.”

His lips purse. “I’m not your boyfriend. I told you that shit doesn’t fly with me.”

You want to snap back a retort, but you refrain, inhaling a calming breath instead. “Yes, I remember you saying such at the beginning of our arrangement, but…” You bite your lip. “What do I say when people ask about you? We’re not exactly friends.”

He quirks a brow. “You talk about me?”

You clamp your mouth shut. Why did you say that? You shouldn’t be speaking about a person you hate.

“W-Well…”

Silence; until Yoongi breaks it.

“Y/N.”

“Hm?”

“Why do you hate me?”

You laugh a bit. You didn’t expect this from him. “Why do I hate you?” you softly say, diverting your gaze. “I’ll give you a few reasons why I hate you. I hate the way you make me want more. I hate how you crawl under my skin without even trying. I hate how you drive me crazy with literally no effort.”

You pause, heart thumping. “I hate how I want to keep seeing you, how I want to listen to your voice and see you smile and hear you laugh. I hate that we’re living at the same time, and I hate that you ruined my life.”

“I ruined your life?”

“Yes,” you whisper hoarsely. “In all the best and worst ways. I was a good girl, a good student. I showed up to classes on time and turned in all my schoolwork before it was due. I didn’t have tattoos, I didn’t drink, and I definitely didn’t have sex.”

You finally look at him. “Then I met you at that party, and now I drink. Now I have tattoos. Now I show up late and turn in my assignments past the due date. Now I have sex. Because of you.” You poke his chest. “I do all of these things now because of you, Yoongi. I used to be perfect. A perfect student, the perfect good girl, the perfect daughter. You ruined it all.”

“Is there a point to all of this, or are you just trying to make me feel shitty?” Yoongi butts in.

“Yes, if you stay quiet.”

He rolls his eyes.

You sigh, swallowing. “I hate you because you freed me.”

He waits for a few seconds. “That’s it?” he parrots.

You smack his shoulder. “Shut up, asshole.”

“So, does this mean you like me or some shit?”

You hesitate, scrambling to collect your thoughts. “I… don’t know how I feel, but I do know I don’t want this to stop.”

He doesn’t reply, staring at you. Then he says, “Alright. I don’t mind that.”

You nod. “Okay. But why do you hate me?”

You receive a breathless chuckle. “You’re a distraction. You’re loud and annoying, but you’re kind-hearted and sweet. I hate that you’re my complete opposite, and I don’t deserve to see your body like this.”

You tilt your head curiously. “You think you’re undeserving of me?”

He nods. “Pretty much, and I’m not someone you should be with like this. I… I can be selfish.”

“Yoongi, you’re not the only selfish one here.”

His lips twitch for the briefest moment. “Maybe.”

It’s your turn to roll your eyes. “We should re-evaluate the terms of our… friendship.”

“Alright.”

“Okay, so.” You adjust slightly. “One thing I definitely want is that you refrain from seeing other girls. I don’t want to be contracting whatever you get from them.”

He snorts. “Okay.”

You glare at him again for a short second. “Second thing. I would like us to talk when we’re not fucking.”

He lifts a brow.

“If this is going to be a long-term thing, I don’t want to be strangers.” You cross your arms. “I want to get to know you as a person, Yoongi. I need to know you beyond your dick.”

“Any other demands?”

You shake your head. “No.”

“‘Kay. Can we continue now?”

You playfully think about it. “I suppose.”

His hand grasps your nape, tugging you down to kiss you while the other slips two digits inside you. You moan softly against his lips, rocking into his touch. His tongue enters your mouth and finds yours, caressing it, his fingers curling, fingertips brushing over that one spot that makes you see stars. You whimper, clutching the couch behind him.

“Fuck, Yoongi,” you croak.

He hums, quickening his pace, and you lightly squeal. Little gasps escape you, eyes rolling in bliss as Yoongi nips your neck.

“Think you’re ready?” he grunts, withdrawing his fingers as you nod eagerly.

You watch him shove his sweats and boxers out of the way, freeing his beautiful cock. It stands tall and proud; his girth flushed red, his tip leaking. He lowers you slightly, gliding his tip through your drenched folds. You shiver, head falling forward as he guides you down his length. Moaning, you take the rest of him in one movement, your cunt squelching.

“Shit, princess,” he hisses, furrowing his brows when you begin to ride him, using him as support. Your ass lightly smacks his thighs, his balls nestling perfectly against your second hole each time you sink on him.

“Feel so good.” Whining, you lean back on his knees with your hands, gasping as his cock rubs along your front wall, hitting your special spot ridiculously well. “Fuck, Yoongi, hate you and your damn dick.”

“Yeah?” His eyes are glued to the spot where you’re connected. He finds your clit with his thumb, rubbing figure 8s on it, making you stutter. “Just despise how amazing I make you feel, hm?”

“U-Uh huh!”

Yoongi reclines on the couch, simply observing you bounce away, your tits jolting under your shirt. “Made you my little cockslut.”

You whimper, biting your lip, driving your hips with speed. This has you squeaking. He’s so deep inside you that his head barely kisses your cervix. “F-Fuck, Yoongi!”

He groans in response, firmly grasping your wild hips to stop you and switch positions, pinning you beneath him. He then roughly bucks into you at a rapid speed, making you cry, your pussy throbbing. You cling to the armrest for dear life, the couch creaking beneath you because of Yoongi.

“G-Gonna cum!” You arch your back and spread your legs a bit wider, moaning as you reach down and quickly rub away at your clit.

“Yeah?” he murmurs, angling himself slightly, his tip now directly slamming against your sweet spot, eliciting a wail. “Gonna cum all over my cock? Make it nice and creamy?”

“Y-Yes, oh, fuck!” You feel your high creeping up on you steadily, and you’re so, so ready to submit to that delicious euphoria. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop, Yoongi!”

“Not gonna until you cum, sweet thing.” He dips down and kisses you, swallowing your noises as they steadily grow louder. “Come on, puppy; I know you can do it.”

“‘M-M so close!” Your wrist is starting to ache. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! A-Ah, hah!”

You screech as your orgasm finally hits you, plunging you deep into the pool of ultimate bliss you’ve grown accustomed to. You gasp for breath, your head spinning while Yoongi slows slightly, coaxing you through your high. You screw your eyes shut, your body settling into overstimulation as his pace grows sloppier by the second.

Yoongi abruptly withdraws, and you watch as he rapidly pumps himself, hearing his low groan. Ropes of cum spurt from his tip moments later, landing on your tummy and shirt, a little even finding your face. You softly sigh, growing limp on the couch.

Yoongi momentarily leaves, returning with a damp cloth and one of his shirts in hand.

“Sorry,” he says, helping you sit up, cleaning you while you swap shirts. His tee engulfs your tiny body. “You okay?”

“Mhmm…” You tug on your panties and leggings. “You?”

He playfully scoffs. “I’m just fine.”

Yoongi straightens, grabbing your dirty shirt and heading to the door. He pauses in the doorway. He glances at you uncertainly. “Do you… wanna stay for dinner?”

His offer surprises you. “Oh… sure.”

“Okay.” With that, he leaves again.

You stay where you are, your mind replaying what happened. Yoongi asked you to stay and eat with him, and this makes you smile a bit. Although this is a FWB arrangement, he’s still respectful.

“You coming?” he calls.

“Yes!” you reply!

Maybe, just maybe… This is the start of something new.

© thekaykery 2022

[3:49 PM]

pairing: kim taehyung x fem!reader

category: smut

word count: 310

rating: 18+

warning(s): cursing, backwards cowgirl, dirty talk, spanking, creampie

There's nothing you love more than being full.

Full of cock, to be accurate.

Eagerly, with precision, you snap your hips, your ass smacking against Taehyung's thighs, your own aching from effort. Your arms shake from the pleasure, ears and face hot, but God forbid you stop now, not when you're so close to your end.

You peek over your shoulder at Taehyung, whose expression is twisted with bliss. Brows, furrowed, tongue through his lips, eyes closed in bliss. A throaty groan escapes him when you clench around him, and his noice encourages you to go faster. In response, Taehyung hisses, his hand landing on your ass with a clap.

"Fuck!" you whine, biting your lip, your body tingling with anticipation. "G-Gonna cum, ah!"

Behind you, Taehyung chuckles. "Yeah? Gonna make my cock all nice and creamy?"

"Y-Yes!" Mewling, your pace grows sloppy. He notices and stops you, only to drive his hips up into you with urgency. "T-Tae! D-Don't stop, don't fucking stop, oh my god!"

Taehyung simply grunts. Your eyes roll, his tip spearing that special spot inside you again and again, sending a bolt of complete euphoria every time. With a few more thrusts, you fall apart. Shrieking, you double over, trembling as Taehyung fucks you through your orgasm.

A few moments later, you feel him spill his load inside you, and you contentedly hum, a dreamy smile on your lips.

"Feel good?" Taehyung coos, petting your red ass-cheeks, digging his fingers into them and squeezing them. "You gripped me like a she-devil. Surprised I didn't combust straight away."

You tiredly giggle. "Yeah. Thank you."

"Oh, thank you. Now turn around so I can kiss you."

With his assistance, you twist around and embrace him. Taehyung locks his lips with yours, his hands palming your ass still.

"I love you," he rasps.

"I love you," you whisper.

© thekaykery 2023

pick & roll | LA Lakers - one shot (jjk)

point guard | jeon jungkook

♛ genre: friends with benefits, brother’s bestfriend (ft. kim namjoon) | heavy angst, smut

♛ summary: being one of the most popular players in the nba, jungkook takes absolutely no shit from anybody. he could give a fuck about the press, what people think about him, serious relationships. it’s a personal hell getting wrapped up with jeon jungkook— and you can’t help but fall into the same trap as every other woman who crosses paths with him. the more you fall, the more you realize that you will never be able to change a man who doesn’t want to change his ways.

♛ pairing: reader x nba player!jjk, fuckboy!jjk

♛ words: 19.2k

♛ warnings: buckle in cause you’re in for a treat 🤧 this is going to be messy and it’s intended to be that messy sorry lol, tried to make this as relatable as possible by drawing from personal experiences and sprinkling them in 🥲, tattooed jungkook but no piercings cause nba rules 😅 cussing/mature language, special appearances by lakers dj & stanley + clippers jay, subtle hints of namjoon’s fic through oc 👀, there’s one mention of taehyung in here haha, lots of flashback scenes (indicated), alcohol consumption, intoxication, club scenes, dancing, protected + unprotected sex, rough sex, squirting, head game on 100 (oral m. & f. receiving), gagging, multiple orgasms, light spit play, breast play, marking, making out, grinding, ass smacking, fingering/clit play, praising, some dirty talk, use of pet names (like baby, princess, babygirl), erotic asphyxiation, toxic, manipulative relationship shit **(pls heed with caution)**, accusations, rumors, crying, yelling, physical altercation, jungkook is just a selfish dick on a power trip

♛ one-shot playlist: met him last night - demi lovato & ariana // start a riot - duckwrth & shaboozey // act up - rich brian & earthgang // toxic - kehlani // nights like this (live) - kehlani

“Fuck— that’s it right there, baby girl— shit.” Jungkook breathily moans as his hand is locked onto the back of your head, pretty lips wrapped around his length. He cocks your head back and forth, keeping the tip of his cock knocking at the back of your throat, waiting until he feels you gag before releasing. “Look at you.” He smirks, amused by the thick saliva trail that connects his tip to your bottom lip. He sees the tears staining your cheeks, eyes still full of lust and begging for more of him. “Tell me you can take more, baby.”

Which, he’ll gladly give to you since you’re sitting so prettily on your knees for him.

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How to Get a Guy. jjk | 01

PART 01 OF 02

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader | [slight] Yoongi x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, roommates!au, college!au, fuckboi!jk, enemies to friends to lovers

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: protected sex, oral (f. receiving), handjob through clothes??, cumming in pants :D, slow burn, a lot of making out, titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, drug (weed) consumption (but not main pairing), marking with nails (not from y/n tho omg), jk sleeps around, and he’s a basketball player oof, honestly jk and y/n are just hella confused

Word Count: 20.6k

a/n ✑ it’s here, part uno! thank you so much for your patience!! i hope you enjoy this fic that was originally supposed to be 15k max… i appreciate all the support/motivation mwah mwah <3 the warnings for part two are included here as well (so if they dont show,,, it’s cuz it’s in the next one)

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How to Get a Guy. jjk | 02

PART 02 OF 02 | PART 01

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader | [slight] Yoongi x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, roommates!au, college!au, fuckboi!jk, enemies to friends to lovers

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: protected sex (twice..), oral (f. receiving), rough sex (1), a lot of making out, orgasm denial (for two secs methinks), titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, jk sleeps around (but not anymore?!), the basketball team is kinda disgusting, jk lowkey (highkey) be staking his claim but it’s seen in y/n pov, honestly jk and y/n are still hella confused

Word Count: 15.3k

a/n ✑ part dossss! thank you so much for waiting!! i adoreee this couple and i hope you enjoy the rest of their journey too <3 appreciate all of you guyss <33 (also there’s like.. one epilogue scene teehee)

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How to Get a Guy. jjk | 02

PART 02 OF 02 | PART 01

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader | [slight] Yoongi x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, roommates!au, college!au, fuckboi!jk, enemies to friends to lovers

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: protected sex (twice..), oral (f. receiving), rough sex (1), a lot of making out, orgasm denial (for two secs methinks), titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, jk sleeps around (but not anymore?!), the basketball team is kinda disgusting, jk lowkey (highkey) be staking his claim but it’s seen in y/n pov, honestly jk and y/n are still hella confused

Word Count: 15.3k

a/n ✑ part dossss! thank you so much for waiting!! i adoreee this couple and i hope you enjoy the rest of their journey too <3 appreciate all of you guyss <33 (also there’s like.. one epilogue scene teehee)

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How to Get a Guy. jjk | 02

PART 02 OF 02 | PART 01

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader | [slight] Yoongi x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, roommates!au, college!au, fuckboi!jk, enemies to friends to lovers

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: protected sex (twice..), oral (f. receiving), rough sex (1), a lot of making out, orgasm denial (for two secs methinks), titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, jk sleeps around (but not anymore?!), the basketball team is kinda disgusting, jk lowkey (highkey) be staking his claim but it’s seen in y/n pov, honestly jk and y/n are still hella confused

Word Count: 15.3k

a/n ✑ part dossss! thank you so much for waiting!! i adoreee this couple and i hope you enjoy the rest of their journey too <3 appreciate all of you guyss <33 (also there’s like.. one epilogue scene teehee)

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hell is empty - JJK, KTH

04.2 FEEL THE RUSH ༄moodboard

life has a tendency to throw things your way when you least expect it, when you’re content, and the ominous presence knows exactly how to steer your existence back into the darkness.

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pairing — drug lord!jungkook x reader, hotel owner!taehyung x reader

genre/rating — R | angst, fluff, smut, love triangle au

word count — 8K

listen to — void by the neighbourhood

warning/tags — single parent!reader, dad!jk, ceo!taehyung, pharmacy tech!reader, strong language, mentions of stalking, mentions of a knife + gun, mentions of blood, a lot of jealousy, mentions of constipation again, passive aggressive jk, possessive taehyung, pda, flashback to mint tae 👁, another important character is introduced, manhandling, explicit smut — praise/degradation, body worship, dirty talk, hickeys, multiple orgasms, panty stuffing, restraints in the form of a belt, oral (f), fingering, spitting, rough sex, doggy style, edging, overstimulation, protected sex, mild aftercare

a/n — here it is ! part 02 to part 04 👁

eomma - mother

“You should leave.”

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How to Get a Guy. jjk | 02

PART 02 OF 02 | PART 01

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader | [slight] Yoongi x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, roommates!au, college!au, fuckboi!jk, enemies to friends to lovers

Summary: Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Rating: 18+ sexual content.

Warnings: protected sex (twice..), oral (f. receiving), rough sex (1), a lot of making out, orgasm denial (for two secs methinks), titty sucking, cursing, alcohol consumption from parties, jk sleeps around (but not anymore?!), the basketball team is kinda disgusting, jk lowkey (highkey) be staking his claim but it’s seen in y/n pov, honestly jk and y/n are still hella confused

Word Count: 15.3k

a/n ✑ part dossss! thank you so much for waiting!! i adoreee this couple and i hope you enjoy the rest of their journey too <3 appreciate all of you guyss <33 (also there’s like.. one epilogue scene teehee)

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