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BUTTER!
part 2 →
summary: jungkook has other ways to enjoy music awards with you.
pairings: idol!jk x fem!reader, established relationship
genre: smut
rating: 18+
word count: 1k
warnings/includes: nsfw, smut, swearing, AMAs!jk, unprotected sex, wall sex, bigdick!jk, fingering (if you squint), finger sucking, he basically eats your cum, praise kink, pet names, semi-public sex, neck kisses, making out, orgasms, softdom!jk, cumming inside,
back to library
you didn’t expect to be fucked by your boyfriend at the AMAs.
but here you were.
jungkook had taken you with him to “get some drinks“ but you knew what he actually meant.
he’d told you how horny he was, went back to the dressing room, pulled you in there and locked the door.
and before you knew it, he was fucking you hard against the wall.
you weren't worried at all, but what you were slightly worried you was the time.
they were meant to be performing “butter” in 30 minutes…
and you both knew that you could lose track of time whenever you fucked.
you were hoisted up against the wall. he had your legs wrapped around his hips. one hand hooked under your right thigh and the other flat against the wall behind you.
“baby, you feel so good,”
he closed his eyes, burying his face into your neck as he rammed himself into you. you were soaked, so it was easy for him to slide in and out of you rapidly and with ease.
you breathed heavily, arching your back slightly so that he could drive himself further into your wet pussy,
“kook…”
you somehow managed to say,
“yeah baby?”
he mumbled against your neck, you look at the clock.
“the time...”
you’re so conscious of losing track of time. but jungkook wasn’t.
he smiled,
“don’t worry about that, just focus on me.”
he took his left hand off of the wall and hooked it around your other thigh, lifting you up so he could stroke your g-spot.
you and you run your hands through the back of his hair. he grazes his teeth against your bottom lip, your thighs tightened around his waist, your breathing increased,
“kook…”
“mhm?”
“slower.”
you breathed and he kissed you,
“you want me to go slower?”
you nod,
“okay baby.”
he whispered and slowed down his thrusts. his hips rocked into you gently, slowly, the pleasure was too good. he moaned as his tip grazed you walls, when he felt your walls start to clench around him. every nerve in your body felt like it was on fire.
you knew you were close.
he knew you were close.
you whined when you felt him starting to remove himself from you,
“no kook, don’t pull out.”
he looks up at you, smirking slightly at your words,
“you sure?”
you nod,
“please.”
you murmured and he kissed your neck, slowly, pushing himself all the way inside of you again.
“fuck kook…”
you gasped,
“shhh, just a little further baby.”
his hand came up to stroke your hair, his tongue softly slid across your neck,
“please…”
you whined, fighting the urge to come.
his thumb stroked your thigh,
“good girl,”
he thrusted his hips against you a few more times,
“you gonna cum for me baby?”
his lips locked onto yours and you snap. moaning against him as waves of pleasure rippled through your body, you tense up momentarily before coating him with you cum. his hips falter slightly and he moans against your mouth, chasing his own release. it wasn’t long before he came too.
he wrapped your legs around him, holding them tight and rapidly fucked into you,
“fuck-“
he groans and his hips jerk, his mouth opened slightly, his eyes closed, his head tilted back and he released ropes of his hot cum inside of you. he kept pumping his cock inside of you but his hips began to slow down.
it was a while until he pulled out. you were both breathless. he was leaned into you, his forehead was rested against your chest, you had your head leaned back against the wall.
“you okay?”
he asked in between kisses,
“mmhm,”
you nodded,
“are you?”
you look at him and he smiles, stroking your cheek,
“of course baby,”
he kissed you one last time before he removed himself from your warmth, some of his cum dripped down the inside of your thigh.
he chuckled,
“oh baby, look at you-“
he turned around to look for tissues, and thankfully there were some on the dressing table next to you.
he put you down, gently and grabbed some, pulling a few from the box. he pulled your dress up and softly wiped up your thigh, cleaning you up.
“thanks,”
you smile, you were still breathless, you were sure he’d fucked you so hard you definitely weren’t going to be able to walk tomorrow… or even tonight.
he kissed you, once, twice, a third time and slid his fingers against your wet folds, circling them around your swollen clit.
“kook stop-“
you smile and he takes his hand away and licks them clean.
you groaned,
“you’re such a tease.”
he grinned and kissed you.
“you’re the reason we’re here in the first place.”
now, that wasn’t true… actually, it was true. you’d been teasing him a lot this evening, but then so had he. secretly stroking your thigh at the table, he knew what he was doing because he kept looking at you…
although, you also might have “accidentally” grazed your hand over his dick a few times as well. you couldn’t help it...
he looked so good in that grey suit.
“stop. you know it wasn’t just me.”
you pushed him gently,
“such a liar.”
he teased and you shake your head.
“i’m not-“
he smiled, put his finger over your lips and glanced at the clock on the wall.
“we need to go.”
you grinned and tilted your head at him.
“are you sure you’re gonna be able to perform after all that?”
he shook his head,
“i’ll be fine baby.”
“uh huh.”
you don’t sound convinced.
he smirked,
“watch me.”
you managed to make it back to the pretty quickly. they were sat round the table.
“where are the drinks?”
yoongi asked with his arms raised.
“why were you guys gone for so long?”
namjoon looked down at his wrist to check his watch.
you both say nothing and sit down.
jungkook chewed on his lip ring before saying,
“the queue was too long.”
yoongi scoffed,
“bullshit.”
jungkook smiled at you and jimin raised his eyebrows up and down and muttered,
”probably too busy fucking…”
jin rolls his eyes,
“hey jimin, don’t be so dirty.”
”yeah jimin.”
jungkook repeats,
“don’t be so dirty.”
you try and stifle a laugh.
jimin smirks, slowly turns his head towards you, eyeing you in the process.
“you got something to say?”
he asks and namjoon nods,
”yep. we’re on in 10 minutes.”
TATTOO!
summary: you get a new tattoo and jungkook makes sure you know how much he loves it.
pairings: bf!jungkook x fem!reader
rating: 18+
genre: smut
word count: 1.1k
warnings/includes: nsfw, smut, pwp, swearing, oc gets a spine tattoo, pet names, teasing, unprotected sex, rough sex, penetrative sex, bigdick!jk, softdom!jk, doggy style, d/s dynamic, spanking, praise kink, oral sex (f. receiving), cum eating, fingering, overstimulation, cream pie, fluff cumming inside
back to library
"fuckin' hell."
he stared in awe at the new ink that ran down your back. it's intricate details starting at the top and ending at the bottom of your spine.
you were holding your t-shirt up so he could see you're new tattoo.
his fingers delicately traced around the artwork on your back,
"you like it?"
you asked, glancing back at him,
"no baby, i fuckin' love it."
you grin and then pull your t-shirt down.
"i'm sorry i didn't tell you babe. i was planning on surprising you."
"don't apologise baby. i'm glad you surprised me."
he rubbed his thumbs in circles, massaging your hips, each movement causing you to almost moan out his name.
he knew what he was doing.
"did it hurt?"
he asked,
"not really. it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be."
he smiled and you turned round.
you put your arms round his neck and he hugged you, wrapping his arms tightly around your lower back which caused you to wince,
"ow,"
he quickly realised his mistake,
"shit. baby m'sorry."
he put his hands on your hips instead.
you shook your head,
"no, it's okay kook."
he planted a soft, slow kiss onto your delicate lips,
"the worst part of having a tattoo is the healing."
he was, of course, speaking from experience.
"yeah."
you mumbled sadly,
"aw baby..."
he held your face in his hands and leaned down to kiss you again, but harder this time. then again but this time, adding his tongue.
he pulled back and gazed at you,
"m'gonna fuck you now. wanna see your back on full display in front of me."
your pussy throbbed for him.
you were so wet already.
you grinned at him,
"just be careful babe."
you told him.
you didn't want the beautiful, fresh wound on your spine to endure anymore pain today.
he brushed his thumb across your bottom lip,
"i'll be gentle. i promise."
you smiled.
not because of the sweet words that had fallen from his lips but because of how he had made a promise that he absolutely could not keep.
in no time at all, jungkook had you on the bed, on all fours and was ramming his thick dick into your hungry pussy.
"fuck -ngh, you feel so good baby,"
his hands were firmly holding your hips, his eyes were fixated on both the beauty of your spine and ass,
"so. fuckin'. tight,"
he groaned with each thrust. his hand gripped the headboard, causing him to lean over you, driving his cock deeper inside of you,
"good girl,"
he breathed, and you moaned and arched your back, causing his dick to twitch inside of you.
"koo, please, i'm so close..."
you whined and he smirked and that's when you felt a short, sharp pain across your ass,
"cum baby,"
his hand came to stroke your clit,
"can you do that f'me?"
that was it.
your moans became louder as you reached your peak, you moved forwards and back, clenching around jungkook's hard length,
"kook..."
you say, your eyes started to blur as tears formed, you couldn’t take his words combined with the amount of pleasure he was giving you, it was too much.
jungkook groaned at the feeling of how easy it was to slide through your soaked walls, even though they were wrapped around him.
the knot that had formed long ago in your stomach had snapped, the feeling in your pussy flushed through you and you released all of your juices onto him, coating his pulsing cock.
"fuck, that's it baby,"
he whispered,
"such a good girl f'me..."
you rocked your hips in time with his, you were absolutely soaked.
"mmh-"
jungkook moaned, fucking you harder, deeper, trying to feel as much as you as he possibly could.
his breathing increased rapidly, his jaw clenched and his movements became sloppy, his moans became whiny, desperate whimpers,
"fuck baby, m'gonna cum-"
he didn't bother trying to hold on any longer, he was at his limit.
heaps of his warm milky cum spilled deep inside of you, filling you up to the brim.
he watched as it flowed out.
he couldn't think of anything more beautiful than his cum dripping out of you.
jungkook didn't hesitate and flipped you onto your back.
he put your legs over his shoulders, and instantly latching his mouth onto your swollen cunt.
"fuck!"
you whined, your head dropping down onto the mattress and your hand tugging at his hair.
his hands ran up and down your thighs, his moans vibrated through your body, making your legs clamp around him.
he gripped your thighs and licked a broad stripe from your slit to your nub then down again.
his tongue swirled around your wet hole, hungrily lapping up the mixture of your cum combined with his.
he couldn’t get enough of you,
"kook..."
your eyes rolled back,
"fuck,"
your hips rolled against his mouth, wanting and needing to feel more of him.
he didn't care if he suffocated, this was heaven for him.
he slipped one finger inside of you that you knew you couldn't take anymore.
"koo-"
you didn't even get to finish your sentence.
you came for the second time, your orgasm washing over you like a tidal wave. your cum gushing into his mouth.
he moaned softly, his eyebrows knitted together,
"good girl,"
he repeated again and again.
his tongue moving faster, swallowing every single drop of your sweet cum.
he sucked hard on your clit before reluctantly removing his mouth from in between your legs.
you were weak. unable to move. unable to think. unable to process anything.
you felt so fucked out right now.
"you okay baby?"
he mumbled against you,
leaving a trail of sloppy kisses up from your collar bone to your lips.
he kissed you softly. slowly. savoring every second of it.
his hand ran down to your body to your slit.
he ran two fingers through your wet folds and couldn't stop himself from moaning.
"fuck."
he whispered.
your eyes slowly shut, you felt like you could fall asleep at any moment.
the state that jungkook would leave you in whenever he fucked you like this was beyond unexplainable.
and jungkook could say the exact same thing about you.
he saw you lying there, under him.
completely overwhelmed with pleasure.
he chuckled, glad to know that it was all because of him.
he nudged your side gently,
"feelin' satisfied baby?"
you only managed a weak nod.
he smiled and buried his face in your neck,
"i fuckin' love you."
he breathed, tracing his finger up and down your cheek.
"and i fuckin' love that tattoo."
a/n: requested
PATIENCE!
summary: jeongguk's busy working, but you need him.
pairings: husband! jk x fem!reader
genre: smut
rating: 18+
word count: 2k
warnings/includes: nsfw, smut, reader is impatient and horny af, swearing, softdom!jk, sub!reader, pet names, use of his korean name, thigh grinding, cockblocking, teasing, clit play, fingering, finger sucking, choking, spanking, doggy, missionary, bigdick!jk, unprotected sex, praise kink, cumming inside, orgasms, overstimulation, playful banter, fluff at the end.
back to library
"shit baby, one second."
jeongguk reached into his pocket and pulled out his buzzing phone.
he grimaced when he saw who it was.
"fuck, it's work."
he moved off of you, kissed you quickly and then disappeared downstairs.
as soon as he picked up that call, you knew it would be the end of your heavy make-out session that was most definitely going to lead to sex.
you knew that he'd be working for at least another hour after that, which wasn't something you wanted at all.
what were you meant to do with yourself during that time?
you lay back on the bed and sighed heavily.
you stared at the ceiling.
his bulge that had been pressed against you just moments ago was the only thing you could think of right now.
and it would have been inside of you if it wasn't for that damn phone call.
you put your hands up in front of your face and stared at them.
they wouldn't never do justice to him.
"fuck." you shut your eyes. there wasn't really anything you could do except wait.
you had been lying in bed for 20 minutes and it was no surprise that your state had become a lot worse.
you were fighting the urge to touch yourself.
your hand had wandered in between your thighs a few times but never actually stayed there.
after another torturous 10 minutes, you could still hear his voice faintly from downstairs.
you were about to lose your mind, you were so impatient. it wasn't going to get any better unless you did something about it.
so you finally decided to go downstairs and see him.
you stopped when you reached the bottom, quietly peering into the dining room to see him.
he was sitting at the table, his legs spread slightly, one hand was tapping on his thigh and the other was spinning a pen. he had his laptop and phone infront of him.
you looked down, his bulge was still visible from under his tight black pants.
your pussy throbbed for him.
if only that was inside of you right now.
and to make things even worse, he obviously hadn't bothered to redo the buttons that you had undone on his shirt from earlier. this meant that his chest was partly exposed. you wondered if he had done that on purpose...
he definitely did.
you slowly walked into the room. jeongguk spotted you almost instantly, a subtle smirk formed on his face.
he beckoned for you to go over to him and you didn't hesitate to do so.
you stood next to him, your hand went to stroke his hair. you listened to the man on the phone for a minute, then he went away. "you okay honey?"
he wrapped his hand around the inside of your thigh and slowly stroked up and down.
it took everything inside of you not to moan.
"i'm bored gguk. how much longer are you gonna be?"
he glanced at his watch,
"10 more minutes?" he looked up at you and you raised your eyebrow, "is that a definite answer?" you asked and he rested his head against you, "m'sorry, i'm trying baby."
your hand stroked his hair again, "i just miss you." you tell him and he smiled, squeezing you, "i miss you too."
he tapped you to get you to sit on his thigh.
this was perfect.
your clit was throbbing, begging for friction and jeongguks thigh was the only thing that could provide you with that right now.
you couldn't help but slightly grind your hips against him, squeezing your thighs tightly together.
a small moan escaped jeongguk's lips. he dropped his head onto your shoulder as you started to grind harder.
suddenly the man returned out of knowhere and started talking again, jeongguk quickly grabbed his phone to listen.
you narrowed your eyes.
whoever was talking on the phone, you now hated.
if the word "cockblocker" was a person, it would be him.
he squeezed your thigh, "okay baby, i need a few more minutes. i'll be up soon i promise."
you looked at him with pleading eyes and he pouted at you, "i'm sorry. i love you."
he kissed your hand and you stood up. you looked at his phone then back to jeongguk. you tapped your wrist twice to make sure he knew he was being timed.
he gave you an apologetic smile before returning to the call.
you walked over to the stairs to go up to the bedroom.
back to where you started.
although, unfortunately this time, you're even more horny.
you thought about the man on the phone, then you started feeling annoyed again.
you paced around the room.
"a few more minutes" ?
yeah fucking right.
you walked over to the bed, lay down, buried your face into the pillows and screamed. you lay in that position and did absolutely nothing for the next 10 minutes that passed.
and no, jeongguk still wasn’t finished with his phone call.
you thought it was stupid that you felt like crying.
oh, how insane this man made you.
"i should have never married him." you'd said to yourself.
you absolutely did not mean that.
occasionally, you thought about going downstairs again just to hang up the phone for him because you were so desperate.
you also contemplated touching yourself again but ended up deciding against it.
"fucking hurry up!" you groaned and at that exact moment, as if done deliberately, he walked into the room.
with a stupid fucking smirk on his face.
"why are you smiling?" you asked as he sat down next to you on the edge of the bed.
his hand came to gently stroke your hair, "you're really that desperate huh?" you rolled over to your side so that you couldn't see him. "are you not?" you asked and he scoffed.
"what do you think baby?" he sighed.
the way he delivered those words made you feel stupid for even asking the question in the first place.
he sighed, looking at you as his hand travelled slowly down your body to your waist.
"that was close though baby. i could've got caught." he said and you turned your head slightly to look at him, "what do you mean?"
his lips slightly parted into a smile, "don't play dumb with me."
he grabbed your waist and turned you over so that you were facing him again.
you huffed in annoyance, which caused jeongguk to laugh at your reaction, "why are you so annoyed?"
you rolled your eyes, "you were gone for ages gguk."
he looked at you sadly and nodded, "yeah, but it's work baby. it happens."
his hands dipped in between your thighs.
"s'why you gotta be patient sometimes. "
you shrugged, "can't help it."
jeongguk grinned, "good thing i'm here now."
your legs spread ever so slightly and he groaned, feeling the wet material of your panties,
"fuck, i'm sorry i had to leave like that."
you exhaled sharply, "no, i get it but you don't realise how fucking hard it was."
he smiled at you, "know what else is hard?"
you shoot him a unamused look. then you look in between his legs and-
fuck. he wasn't lying.
"but seriously baby, don't think i didn't feel the same way." he looked at you, a smile tugging at his lips.
you closed your eyes and nodded slightly.
jeongguk watched as his hand moved slowly in between your thighs, causing you to moan.
he smirked, "you like that?" he asked, applying more pressure to your pussy.
"mmh, stop teasing gguk," you groaned.
he grinned and decided to ignore you.
his thumb continued to gently circle your swollen nub through the fabric of your panties.
"gguk," your hips lifted upwards, "please," he kissed the top of your head and then gently tugged down your panties, licking his lips as soon as his eyes met your dripping cunt.
"all this for me huh?" he asked entering one finger inside of your wet hole.
you moaned a "yes" and rolled your hips against his hand.
he then pushed a second finger in, moaning as you clenched down around it.
he slid them slowly in and out, closing his eyes, loving how wet you were and knowing it was all because of him.
"mmh..."
his growing hard was pressing against the tight fabric of his pants.
he couldn't wait any longer.
he kissed you, unbuttoning his shirt at the same time before pulling it off.
his hand cupped your cheek and he couldn't help but moan as his tongue slipped into your mouth.
"fuck-" he panted, his kisses became messier and his hips involuntarily grazed against your pussy, over and over.
"gonna fuck you now baby," he breathed, "turn around."
you did what you were told and he climbed onto the bed.
in one swift motion, he pulled out his cock, thick, swollen and glistening with pre-cum.
you groaned out of annoyance, "fuck gguk, just put it in please?"
he smirked at how impatient you were.
he spat down on his cock, pumped it a few times and then aligned himself with your leaking hole.
he held your hips and sank himself slowly inside of you, moaning shamelessly as he felt your walls engulfing his length.
you let out a needy whine, he was so deep inside of you had actually forgotten how big he was.
"god, you're so tight." he groaned as he began to move back and forth inside of you.
"gguk, go faster," you whined as he gripped the back of your hair, he fucked his hips faster into you, letting out small grunts as he did so.
"better baby?" he asked, tilting his head back and shutting his eyes, "ahh fuck-" he hit your g-spot hard, fast, his hands came back to your hips to move them in time with his.
you moaned, clenching around him continously as he kept hitting that one spot that always had you uncontrollably cumming.
he noticed the change in pitch when you moaned, he knew you were close.
you felt a short burst of sharp pain across you ass and realised that he spanked you, "you gonna cum for me baby?"
the way he had uttered those words made you weak, your eyes shut and you moans became silent gasps for air.
your orgasm washed over you, your whole body became still for a moment, clenching your walls tightly around him,
"fuck yes," he moaned, picking up the pace.
his hips thrusted faster, the wet lewd sounds from your bodies filled the room.
he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge.
you were snapped back into reality when he unexpectedly pulled out of you.
before you could do or say anything, he flipped you over and placed you underneath him.
he leant down and moulded his mouth with yours, moaning softly as he sank himself back into you once more.
he rocked his hips slowly.
you were so wet that fucking in and out of you was the easiest thing in the world right now.
he grabbed your thighs and wrapped them around his hips, his face buried in your neck and he pushed his hips deeper into you.
"gguk," you whined, "gonna cum again,"
he smiled against your neck and lifted your hips upwards so he could hit your g-spot yet again but he was slower this time, you weren't sure if that made it better or worse.
his hands travelled up your body to your lips, brushing against them before he pushed them into your mouth.
his moans were muffled against your neck as you sucked on them —part of him wished it was his dick instead—
"fuck," he felt your walls contract around him.
his eyes squeezed shut, his eyebrows knitted together in pleasure, his moans were starting to break into whines, his breathing quickened just like his pace did.
he reluctantly removed his fingers from your mouth and moved them to your wrap around your neck, squeezing it slightly.
the whimper that you let out made his cock jump inside of you.
"mhm,"
his hips stuttered as he shot ropes of his warm cum inside of you.
his moans were shaky, he was slowing down his movements, gently biting and sucking on your neck until his hips stopped.
he groaned when he pulled out of you, watching you drip with his release.
he lay down next to you, his finger gently tracing the outline of your jaw.
your hand ran though his hair, he closed his eyes in pleasure. "was that worth the wait?" he smiled, his eyes still shut. you smiled back at him and somehow managed to weakly shrug, "you could say that..."
he opened his eyes, looking at you in disbelief, you giggled at his reaction, "aw ggukie, i'm joking."
he poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue and nodded unamused.
you smiled up at him, "i love you ggukie." he wrapped his hands around your waist and leaned his head against yous.
he stared at the wedding ring on your left hand.
"i love you too baby."
IDOL!
← part 1
summary: jungkook proves his point when you don't believe him.
pairings: idol!jk x fem!reader, established relationship
rating: 18+
genre: smut
word count: 1k
warnings/includes: nsfw, smut, swearing, ptd!jk, use of his korean name, teasing, clit play, neck kisses, hickey, pet names, praise kink, softdom!jk, bigdick!jk, unprotected sex (DO NOT), sex on a table, semi-public sex, sex backstage, orgasms, cream pie, cumming inside, fluff
back to library
the concert was starting in 10 minutes and according to jeongguk that was "enough time to make you cum more than once."
you said that wasn't true.
you were wrong.
and that's why jeongguk was currently fucking you backstage.
to prove his point.
you had both deliberately waited for the others to leave so that you could have some time to yourselves.
"fucking hell baby," he groaned as he watched his thick swollen cock slide in and out of your wet pussy.
you hadn't even done any foreplay and you were still soaked for him —not that he was complaining.
"gguk," you moaned, your hips rolling against his. "mhm?" he hummed, looking up at you.
"harder..." you whispered and he grinned. his knuckles turned white as he gripped the edge of the dressing table, steadying himself as he fucked his hips inside of you with more force each time.
your pussy clenched around him, causing his cock to twitch inside of you.
you felt him gently knocking against your g-spot, over and over again.
in a desperate attempt to get more of him, you tilted your hips up, and he pushed himself to the hilt, stretching you out.
he watched you shutting your eyes, leaning your head back, rolling your hips in time with his,
"that's it baby," his arms hand hooked around your thighs to wrap them around his waist.
he locked his lips onto yours, his moans vibrating into your mouth.
your whole body felt like it was on fire. it was too much.
you felt him deep inside of you, you felt your walls closing around him, you felt his cock twitch with ever move he made.
"babe,"
you panted,
he hummed against you,
"gonna c-"
as soon as the words slipped from your lips he bucked his hips hard into you,
"good girl,"
he moaned as you came around his cock, flooding him with your essence. he groaned, "fuck," he thrusted his hips harder into you.
he nestled his face into the crook of your neck, moaning every time he reentered your wet hole.
your fingers dug into his shoulders making him groan softly at the sensation.
the sounds being emitted from jeongguk's throat was enough to push you over the edge again. your body froze as you were about to cum for the second time.
jeongguk managed to do a few extra thrusts before he couldn't hold back anymore and released himself inside of you, moaning in pleasure as you milked him.
you came with him and that proved his point. that had been enough time to make you cum more than once.
he moaned against your neck, and his hips stopped.
you could see his chest rising and falling with every breath he took.
after a few moments of needed rest, he looked around at the clock. he swallowed, taking in another breath of air.
"told you." he said, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"huh?" you glanced at the clock, then back at jeongguk.
"i told you." he repeated. you tilted your head at him in confusion.
"told me what?" you asked and he shook his head and smiled, "that it was enough time to make you cum more than once."
you hit him playfully, "whatever." he scoffed and folded his arms, "and you said that wasn't true."
you shrugged and then walked over to the mirror and stared at the newly formed bruise on your neck.
jeongguk followed behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.
"cute." he said, staring at the mark he'd left. you shook your head and grinned, "it's not gonna be cute when the others see."
he rolled his eyes and kissed you, "don't worry about that."
he gazed at you for a few seconds, stroking your cheek with his thumb.
"open your mouth baby." he said and you did.
he lifted your chin up with his forefinger and spat inside of you.
he grinned when you closed your mouth to swallow it.
"good girl."
his hands came to hold your waist as he kissed you softly on your lips, his tongue slipping between them and into your mouth.
you moaned slightly, causing jeongguk to kiss you harder.
however, knowing that the kissing would turn into sex if you both didn't stop, he reluctantly broke the kiss and instead wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug.
you could feel his bulge pressing against your thigh.
you looked down, his semi-hard dick was visible through his white baggy pants.
you looked back up at him and smirked, "how d'you plan on hiding that?" you asked and he looked down too.
his smile faded almost instantly,
"shit."
you smiled, "it'll pass right?" you asked and he nodded. "if i don't think about it, then yes."
but jeongguk wasn't certain that he'd make it through the first half of the concert without thinking about how he'd just fucked you.
he quickly turned round when the door was flung open and the 6 boys all rushed in,
"what the hell is wrong with you two? where have you been?"
jin asked,
"why do you always have to fuck her just before we perform?"
jimin asked, glancing at jeongguk suspiciously. you weren't sure if he was joking or not.
yoongi grimanced and so did the rest of them, "yeah, no. don't say that." hobi said, putting on a white jacket.
"wait..." jimin walked straight up to you, observing your neck.
your eyes quickly darted to jeongguk who cheekily grinned at you.
jimin grinned and they all looked at jimin. "what's the matter?" namjoon asked and jimin looked you dead in the eyes, smiling.
"nothing." he said and then put his finger to his lips, "your secret is safe with me."
you rolled your eyes and gently hit him.
"first the AMAs, now this?" he shook his head pretending to be disappointed. "i think t's becoming a bit of a problem."
the silence was broken by the sound of namjoon's hands being clapped together,
"c'mon guys, let's go, let's go."
namjoon stood by the door as everyone rushed out.
everyone except for jeongguk.
"see you in a bit baby." he said, grabbing his purple microphone from it's holder and turning to face you,
"love you."
he gave you one last kiss before walking out the door to catch up with the others.
BLOW!
summary: giving him head after a concert.
pairing: idol!jk x fem!reader, established relationship
genre: smut
rating: 18+
word count: 0.5k
a/n: this was hot. i wrote it in less that 1 hour. go me! @redcherrykook this one's for you <3
warning/includes: smut, nsfw, 190811!jk, use of his korean name, post concert sex, semi-public sex, blowjob, praise kink, face fucking, oral (m. receiving), overstimulation, cumming inside
back to library
"mmh fuck!"
you gazed up at him, jeongguk's eyes were firmly shut, his eyebrows were furrowed together in absolute satisfation.
your cheeks hollowed out as you sucked him harder, listening to his broken moans as he continued to thrust his cock in between your soft lips.
your teeth lightly grazed the length of him, making him hiss at the sensation.
he'd already been sensitive from all of the teasing you'd previously done to him, but now his cock was buried in your mouth, he felt like he could lose it at any second.
"fuck, keep going baby, m'so close..." he whimpered. he sounded exhausted and completely out of breath -perhaps because he'd just finished the concert- but you also knew this sound all too well, he was close.
"feels so fucking good," he mumbled, his hand grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushing your head so that his cock sank further into your mouth.
he looked down at you and moaned at the sight,
"you take me so well baby." jeongguk groaned, watching his dick disappear between your swollen lips. you moaned, feeling his dick throb in your mouth.
"thats it..." his tilted his head back and his mouth hung open, letting out a series of desperate moans and whimpers as you sucked and sucked.
your tongue ran up the length of him to his tip.
"good girl," he let out a shuddering breath and you watched his chest rapidly rising and falling, you knew he was trying his hardest not to cum but he was finding it insanely difficult.
his hand tangled in your hair, dragging your mouth back and forth. it wasn't until his cock hit the back if your throat that tears started to fill your eyes.
you didn't care, all you could focus on was getting jeongguk to cum. hard.
those tears flowed down your cheeks when he fucked faster into your mouth.
high whines left his lips as you bought him closer and closer to the edge. his dick was throbbing and when your tongue circled around his tip, that was when he lost it.
"ohhh-"
he moaned and came undone. his warm cum shooting into your mouth. you wasted no time in swallowing it all, listening to his repeated cries of "good girl" and "fuck".
his grip losened around your hair and his hips slowed down. the fact that you were drinking him, still sucking his swollen hypersensitive cock made him want to cry. milked, drank, swallowed his seed. he rubbed the rest of his milky cum off of your reddened lips.
"can't wait to have you later baby. fuck."
he grinned as you stood up and wrapped his arms around you. he stroked your hair,
"you alright babygirl?"
you did nothing but weakly hum against him, making him chuckle.
"c'mon."
he turned around and unlocked the door.
"the others will be wondering where we-"
his smile immediately faded when he saw whatever it was that was behind that door.
you laughed at his reaction,
"babe what?"
oh.
they were all staring at you, both shock and suspicion plastered on all six of their faces.
jimin raised his eyebrows and looked at you,
"now we don't know what the fuck went on in there..."
the others looked at him indicating that he was obviously lying. they knew exactly what had happened.
he turned to jeongguk,
"...but next time be more quiet."
NEEDY!
summary: you are jeongguk's drug.
pairings: boyfriend!jungkook x fem!reader
genre: smut
rating: 18+
word count: 1k
warnings/includes: nsfw, smut, use of his korean name, jk begging, pet names, swearing, fingering, finger sucking, subby jk, switch!jk, p in v, bigdick!jk, cockwarming, praise kink, unprotected sex, cumming inside, orgasms, fluff
back to library
"baby c'mere."
you stopped walking and turned around.
jeongguk was lying down on the sofa, the TV was playing quietly in the background.
his big doe eyes staring at you from across the room.
you shoot him a confused look and he beckoned you to come over.
you sighed, slowly walking over to the sofa.
he moved his position slightly in a way that indicated you to sit on his lap. and so you did, legs swinging either side of his.
he held onto them, kneading them softly as you held onto his arms.
"you okay ggukie?"
you asked, eyes closing for a moment.
he nodded, slowly closing his eyes,
"mhm..."
your eyes narrowed. he sounded like he was refraining from telling you something.
you gently nudged him,
"what?"
you grinned and he chuckled against you, his eyes studying your face before finally coming to settle on your lips.
"baby?" he asked and you hummed. he dropped his head to your shoulder and laughed once, before looking back up at you.
"wanna be inside you." he mumbled and you smiled against his neck.
"i'm tired gguk, maybe not right now..."
he chewed on his lip ring, the dimple in his cheek becoming more prominent.
"please?"
he added your expression softens at his cute pleads but you don't tell him what he wants to hear. in fact you don't tell him anything, you just looked at him apologetically.
he rubs your thighs,
"you don't have to do anything baby, just have me inside."
that convinced you. you figured it didn't hurt to have him inside of you, even if it meant you were tired.
he grinned when he saw you look at him again. he knew that was a "yes."
he pulled you closer, so your body was rested against him. his hands went straight to toy with the waistband of your panties.
"you want my fingers first or..."
you watched him play with the hem of your panties, eagerly waiting for your reply.
you nodded and sat up straighter, watching as his hand disappeared in between your thighs.
he nestled his face into your neck and started moving his fingers. your eyes slowly shut as his digits made? delicate strokes through your slick folds. your breath hitched when his thumb reached your pulsing clit. he moved in slow small circles, rubbing it up and down gently, too gently.
"gguk..." you half-whimpered, your hips against his hand, desperate for more friction. he grinned against you, gliding two fingers back to your folds and then sinking them inside of you.
"fuck."
he hissed, the feeling of your walls coating him with your arousal made him lose it.
he pushed them in and out, in and out. Iver and over, making you wetter and wetter in order for you to easily take him.
he hummed in pleasure, resting his forehead on your shoulder and trying to breathe at a steady pace but that didn't stop the small whimpers that left his lips.
"god, you're so wet baby..."
he whined, his fingers moved faster, as if he couldn't get enough of you, filling the room with amplifying the wet, squelching sounds that filled the room. he could tell you were getting closer to your release as your legs started shaking.
he decided to stop, not wanting you to cum yet.
if you were going to cum, it had to be with his cock.
he slowly pulled his digits out your heat, watching as your arousal dripped down his fingers. you watched him as he shamelessly bought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them, moaning softly as he did so.
once he was finished licking his fingers clean, he tapped your waist,
"up,"
you swung your legs back over his to stand up next to him. he sat up and moved to make you sit down where he had been lying.
"lie down baby."
you laid in the same position he had just been lying in.
he climed on top of you, pressing his body against yours,
"relax baby."
he whispered,
"watch the TV."
you did as he said turning your head to watch what was being displayed on the TV screen.
then you felt him slowly, carefully pushing his cock inside of you, past your slick folds and into your head.
you closed your eyes moaned underneath him.
his breath hitched as he submerged himself completely inside of you before lying still against you.
it was like that for a while, the two of you contentedly watching TV in each others arms.
until jeongguk gave in, gently grazing his hips against you.
you felt him all the way up in your stomach. so deep.
"gguk..."
you murmered,
"shh."
he kissed. your lips, then your neck.
your walls clamped around him making him groan sightly. he was so sensitive inside of you, especially after having his fingers fucking you earlier.
and now that he was actually inside of you but had been lying still the whole time and not moving... it was torture for him. every second that passed he was getting closer to his peak. the anticipation was killing him.
"b-baby,"
he whimpered,
"aw, you gonna cum ggukie?"
you teased and he chuckled,
"fuck- cum with me baby,"
he whined,
"please..."
you were going to anyway, whether he asked you to or not.
he felt your walls clench around him and release almost immediately afterwards let go.
"gguk-"
"good girl, that's it..."
he pushed his hips deeper, sliding in and dragging backwards, again and again and again.
you moaned, and as soon as he felt your warm juices coating him he came too, groaning as he spilled himself deep inside of you.
he spilt thick ropes of hot cum into you and thrusted his hips a few times, making sure you milked every single drop from him.
"i knew it." he kissed you and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.
"knew what?" he asked, looking up at you and you grinned, "that you wouldn't last long."
he snorted and dropped his head against your chest.
"i can't help it. you're like my drug baby."
he kissed you, mumbling against your lips.
"i can't get enough of you."
Syllabus of Secrets - JJK
Summary: You have been crushing hard on your hot English professor, Jeon Jungkook for months. When nothing seems to work when you do everything to get his attention, totally fed up and desperate, you decide to go all out: submitting a smutty story for your English project, pouring all your fantasies about him into it.
Pairing: Professor!jungkook x Student!reader
Genre: Smut
Warning: Dirty talk, unprotected sex (DO NOTTTT) degradation, name calling, fingering, spanking, rough sex, smut reading, office sex, dom!jk, sub!oc, student x professor, reader sends Jk a smut report, basically porn but in words.
Word count: 2.4K+
Writer: riri⛓️
Note: this is my first writing omggg. i have absolutely NO experience in writing, i just love to write hahaha. i hope y’all love this. please let me know how you feel about this one shot. please leave your suggestions and do tell me if there’s anything i can do to improve my writing. there’s always a room for improvement. anywayssss i hope you like it haha <33
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DEBUT POST!!!!
You have been lusting after a certain someone for months now.
The cold-hearted English professor, Mr Jeon, had always been the definition of sexy. He is someone who can make ANYONE fold by just one look. He had always been on your mind since the semester began. Always dressed sharply in a suit with a tie and a perfectly kept haircut, his sharp eyes seemed to cut through you whenever you spoke.
As you paced through the hallway, you remind yourself that he has never acknowledged your achievements in class, even when you’ve answered his questions with confidence, or aced another test. Again.
You've been doing everything you could to be noticed by him. Even if it meant giving him looks, yes, not the innocent ones, or dressing on a tight top, hoping, you’ll gain his attention.
You swore you’d do ANYTHING to make him notice you.
And so you did…
You decided to get a little creative with your last project. You know you went too far by writing an erotic article for your English project. The writing was impressive, with your use of descriptive adjectives helping to bring the scenes to life.
And guess what? He did notice the lewd piece of project you submitted. Now that he’s called you to his office, you’re nervous. You’re sure the cold man is going to chastise you for your suggestive writing, but you can’t help but be turned on by just the thought of him.
You pace through the hallway that leads you to his office, with your heart pounding unsure of what kind of reception you’ll get from him. Now it’s either you risk a bad grade, or you take the risk of him being completely disgusted by you. You brace yourself and knock the door before turning the knob.
You peek in through the door, and a pair of cold eyes already welcome you, as you make your way inside the office.
“Sit down.” He said coldly.
You gulp nervously and take a seat, maintaining eye contact with the handsome professor. His strong manly scent invades your senses, and his dark aura makes you you even more nervous, which doesn’t help the situation. He pulls out some papers and places them in front of you as his eye pierce through your soul.
“Miss Y/N. This… this is an analysis of English romanticism. But you know that, don’t you?” He says, pointing at your English ‘project’.
“Sweetheart I’ve been overlooking your shamefull behaviour in my class for far too long, I see that my tolerance is now embolding you.” He adds.
“Mr Jeon I-”
“Let me be VERY clear that is a university, not a strip club. It is wildly inappropriate of you to wear those short skirts to my class and it is even more inappropriate for you to to be spreading your legs during my lecture to demonstrate your ‘lack of undergarments’ to me.” He cut you off, looking pissed, only making your jaw drop in surprise.
“I thought I might be imagining things but then you come in and hand me THIS SMUT for my feedback.” he adds, glaring at you.
“I-It was piece of my creative writing, nothing more, Mr Jeon.” You add, as you gulp nervously, looking at him with the most innocent eyes. He narrows his eyes at you, and exhales heavily.
“You are an audacious little minx, aren’t you?”
Your lips form a thin line as you look down at the floor. “I swear, it was nothing like that, Mr Jeon.”
“Drop the act you little whore!” Jungkook warned as he slowly walks towards you.
“Tell me, what do youi think happens when you tease your professor all this semester? What do you think happens when you spend your eyes glazed over my lecture? Playing with the hem of your skirt, teasing your lips with the tip of your pen as if their inclination is to wrapped around something.” He adds, making his way towards you.
“What do you think that does to me, you naughty little slut? What do you think it makes me imagine doing things to you.” He spoke in a low murmur, brushing away a strand of hair from your face.
“N-nothing.” You replied, biting on your lower lip, continuing to avoid eye contact with him.
“NO REALLY, TELL ME. I am your English professor, sweetheart. And we use words here. BIG DESCRIPTIVE WORDS, full of imagery.” He orders, as he kept his gaze on you. “And look at me when i talk to you, slut!”
Your eyes nervously find the way to his as you reply in a soft murmur. “That you’d want to fuck me…?”
Your reply only makes him chuckle mockingly. “Youre so cute. Is that all you think I’d do to you? I’d just fuck you? HOW UNIMAGINITIVE..”
He picks up the pages of your article and starts to flip pages. You swore you saw an evil glint in his eyes. “Lets see what you’ve written in your papers, don’t we?”
“You don’t think i’d ‘desecrate’ your needy cunt until you loose your mind?”
“Or how about offer you the ‘sips of divinity’ with the weeping tip of my cock until you’re drunk with lust?” He looks at you, his lips forming an evil smirk. “So my aspiring little y/n, is that what you want me to do to you?”
Shit.
You stare into those eyes, unsure of what to say, though you’ve been practically dying for this. You just nibble nervously on you lips and try to speak but your words get caught in your throat. Your face is flushed with embarrassment.
“I can see you’re too flustered to answer, Y/N. That’s alright for now, we’ll help that innocent mouth of yours to catch up with your deliciously vulgar mind soon enough. In the mean time how about you use your body to show me what you want?”
“W-what do you mean, Mr jeon?” You're shocked by his request and struggle to process what he's asking you to do.
“Sit on my desk with your legs spread. NOW.” Jungkook commanded, as he studies your body, waiting for you to stand up.
You hesitantly get up but a strong arm grabs you by the wrists and pulls you towards him. He's much stronger than you'd realized, and he easily lifts you onto the table behind you.
Jungkook stands over you, his eyes blazing with desire, as he slips his hand under your skirt until you feel his fingers lingering over your pantie’s waistband. Your mind is hazy as you feel it slipping down your thighs, leaving you exposed, feeling extremely aroused as you hear him and in a husky voice.
“Go on. let’s see if you’re more than just a tease. finger yourself, sweetheart. I want to see how desperate that needy little cunt of yours is.”
Following his orders almost immediately, you desperately start to touch yourself, inserting your finger deep in your already wet cunt, shamelessly moaning over your own fingers. Your lewd noises only made Jungkook smirk.
“While you shamelessly dive your fingers knuckle deep in that luscious little pussy of yours, i’ll dive deeper into the precious dirty mind of yours. Let’s see what other silly little fantasies you’ve written here, why don’t we?”
He smirked as he pulled those papers out, yet again. He cleared is throat, and started reading out loud.
“He towered over me with an obscene grandiosity, like some great erotic deity. his turgid member eclipsed my vision as the sun does the sky.” He laughs mockingly, continuing
“And look at this…. I felt an exhorting rush of pleasure as he pushed greedily into me, and again, penetrating my inner walls.”
He sighs and looks at you. “You know, if he’s already pushed into you, how is he further penetrating? you know what? I don’t even have the patience for this one.” He throws away the sheets as he looks to deep into your eyes, sending shivers down your spine.
“Your over use of adjectives is TERRIBLY self indulging, you know?” He stated.
You stared at him like a statue, completely silent. You took a deep breath as you finally mustered up the courage to reply. “My apologies Mr Jeon, but i think my project was a—”
“Hey hey hey!” He cut you you in middle as his face darkens and and he stands up abruptly. “Did you just stop fingering yourself, little slut!?”
And before you could answer, he grabbed you by your thighs, and pulled you towards him, your dripping needy cunt in display.
“You’re such a good student but you really are useless in fucking yourself properly. Look, I’ll show you how to do it!”
You let out a shriek as he shoved his long fingers inside you without warning, fucking your wet pussy in a ruthless pace. Your body started to shiver because of the vibrating sensation and the satisfaction his fingers were providing you.
“Oh fuck!” You let out a muffled moan, as you gripped his shoulder with one hand, and balancing yourself in the top of the table from the other.
“You like that, whore?” Jungkook asked, watching your lewd face, with drool covering your chin, fucking your cunt as fast as ever. You nodded in response, only to earn a merciless pinch in your clit by him, causing you whimper.
“WORDS! I NEED WORDS YOU LITTLE FUCKTOY!” Jungkook growled, fastening the pace of his hands, causing you loose your mind.
“Y-y-yes, i like when you finger m-me like a d-dirty slut i am, Mr J-jeon.” You managed to answer, which was quite brave after the merciless treatment you were getting by Jungkook’s fingers.
Jungkook smirked as he pinched your nipple, and continues to finger fuck you. “This is how a stupid little whore like you should be fingered. Roughly. Relentlessly. Ruthlessly.”
Feeding his ego and his arousal only more, you whimpered shamelessly, your legs shaking, as you feel a familiar knot forming in your stomach. You bite down on your lower lip to suppress your moans, but the fingering did nothing to your favor.
“Mr Jeon i t-think i am close…”
Jungkook glanced at you, and seeing your ruined face with smudged mascara and lipstick, with drool covered in your chin, he knew you were close.
“You cum very easily don’t you? Such a slut.” He scoffs. “You don’t get to cum on my fingers. I want you to cum on my cock, like you imagined me, in your fanstasies.”
He pulls his fingers out, and you only frown in response.
“Cmon, be a good girl and clean my fingers for me. I will reward you with my ‘turgid member’ soon after.”
He shoved his dripping fingers on your mouth as you tasted yourself on his fingers, You sucked and licked his fingers clean, as if your life depended on it, earning a smirk from him.
“Good girl. Now get up, and bend over facing the desk, with your legs spread apart.” He commanded as he helped you get up, and placed you in the position. He grabbed your hips as he thrusted roughly into your pussy, and started moving in a ruthless pace.
“O-oh my g-god Mr Jeon” You whimpered in pain and pleasure, as your one hand gripped his shoulder tightly, and the other rested on the table, to keep your balance. Your lewd noises only fed his ego and arousal, as he smirked maintaining the pace.
“This is how fucking sluts like you deserve to be fucked! Until you’re all swollen. Until you’re all numb. Until you forget why were you even here in the first place. and oh….” He landed a harsh spank on your ass, making you gasp in pleasure.
“Until you start to treat your professor properly. Until you forget every word of your pompous vocabulary.”
“I-i promise to be good Mr J-jeon..” You manage to mumble, as he continued to brutally punish your needy cunt.
“Oh you will, little bitch! You will be a good little whore for your professor. That’s what you get for being such a tease.”
You throw your head back as the familiar feeling of a knot in your stomach starts to overtake your mind again. You knew you wont be able to last long. “I-i am close, Mr Jeon!” You moaned out, only to earn a stinging sensation of a spank in your ass again.
“Be a good fucking slut and wait for me to cum too. Can you do that Y/N? can you do that? Hmmm?”
You nodded as you closed your eyes, trying to control your orgasm but the feeling of pleasure with his strong thrusts makes it unable to do so. You try to hold yourself as much as you could, while he started to fondle with your breasts, teasing the tip of your nipples with his thumb, making it only harder for you.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, you know that Y/N? Good little slut.” He smashed his lips against yours, as he kissed you with all his might, his lips gradually trailing to your collarbone and then to your breasts. He started to suckle on your nipple, earning a loud moan from you.
“That’s it baby, be a good babygirl and cum for me. i am close too.” He declared, as he started to pinch your nipples, driving you over the edge with his manic pace.
“Fuck fuck fuck, i think i am cumming!”
“Go on little whore! milk my cock! show me how filthy you are. Cum for me!”
You feel a wave of pleasure wash over you, your toes curling and your vision blurry. Feeling you shudder and start to cum, Jungkook increases the intensity of his thrusts. You feel his member twitch as you knew he’s close. With one final thrust, he released his hot cum inside you, pulsing with each thrust. "Fuck," he grunts out between breaths.
His head rested against your shoulder, you both were breathing heavily, your sweaty bodies intertwined. After a few minutes, he pulled out of you with a wet pop, his cum dripping out of your walls. He grabbed a box of tissues from his drawer, and cleaned himself and your dripping, utterly spent core.
While you try to regain your composure, Jungkook helps you stand up and fix your clothes.
“T-thankyou professor.” Is all you could say, noticing his gesture.
“It’s alright, Miss Y/N.” Jungkook nodded, helping you to get on your feet. Just as you were about to leave, He called out.
“Miss Y/N, you know, whenever you need help, you can always approach me. You know where to find me…”
A red tint crept up on your face, as you nodded. “I will, professor. Have a good day” and exited his office.
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Syllabus of Secrets - JJK
Summary: You have been crushing hard on your hot English professor, Jeon Jungkook for months. When nothing seems to work when you do everything to get his attention, totally fed up and desperate, you decides to go all out: submitting a smutty story for for your English project, pouring all your fantasies about him into it.
Pairing: Professor!jungkook x Student!reader
Genre: Smut
Warning: Dirty talk, unprotected sex (DO NOTTTT) degradation, name calling, fingering, spanking, rough sex, smut reading, office sex, dom!jk, sub!oc, student x professor, reader sends Jk a smut report, basically porn but in words.
Word count: 2.4K+
Writer: riri⛓️
Note: this is my first writing omggg. i have absolutely NO experience in writing, i just love to write hahaha. i hope y’all love this. please let me know how you feel about this one shot. please leave your suggestions and do tell me if there’s anything i can do to improve my writing. there’s always a room for improvement. anywayssss i hope you like it haha <33
DEBUT POST!!!!
You have been lusting after a certain someone for months now.
The cold-hearted English professor, Mr Jeon, had always been the definition of sexy. He is someone who can make ANYONE fold by just one look. He had always been on your mind since the semester began. Always dressed sharply in a suit with a tie and a perfectly kept haircut, his sharp eyes seemed to cut through you whenever you spoke.
As you paced through the hallway, you remind yourself that he has never acknowledged your achievements in class, even when you’ve answered his questions with confidence, or aced another test. Again.
You've been doing everything you could to be noticed by him. Even if it meant giving him looks, yes, not the innocent ones, or dressing on a tight top, hoping, you’ll gain his attention.
You swore you’d do ANYTHING to make him notice you.
And so you did…
You decided to get a little creative with your last project. You know you went too far by writing an erotic article for your English project. The writing was impressive, with your use of descriptive adjectives helping to bring the scenes to life.
And guess what? He did notice the lewd piece of project you submitted. Now that he’s called you to his office, you’re nervous. You’re sure the cold man is going to chastise you for your suggestive writing, but you can’t help but be turned on by just the thought of him.
You pace through the hallway that leads you to his office, with your heart pounding unsure of what kind of reception you’ll get from him. Now it’s either you risk a bad grade, or you take the risk of him being completely disgusted by you. You brace yourself and knock the door before turning the knob.
You peek in through the door, and a pair of cold eyes already welcome you, as you make your way inside the office.
“Sit down.” He said coldly.
You gulp nervously and take a seat, maintaining eye contact with the handsome professor. His strong manly scent invades your senses, and his dark aura makes you you even more nervous, which doesn’t help the situation. He pulls out some papers and places them in front of you as his eye pierce through your soul.
“Miss Y/N. This… this is an analysis of English romanticism. But you know that, don’t you?” He says, pointing at your English ‘project’.
“Sweetheart I’ve been overlooking your shamefull behaviour in my class for far too long, I see that my tolerance is now embolding you.” He adds.
“Mr Jeon I-”
“Let me be VERY clear that is a university, not a strip club. It is wildly inappropriate of you to wear those short skirts to my class and it is even more inappropriate for you to to be spreading your legs during my lecture to demonstrate your ‘lack of undergarments’ to me.” He cut you off, looking pissed, only making your jaw drop in surprise.
“I thought I might be imagining things but then you come in and hand me THIS SMUT for my feedback.” he adds, glaring at you.
“I-It was piece of my creative writing, nothing more, Mr Jeon.” You add, as you gulp nervously, looking at him with the most innocent eyes. He narrows his eyes at you, and exhales heavily.
“You are an audacious little minx, aren’t you?”
Your lips form a thin line as you look down at the floor. “I swear, it was nothing like that, Mr Jeon.”
“Drop the act you little whore!” Jungkook warned as he slowly walks towards you.
“Tell me, what do youi think happens when you tease your professor all this semester? What do you think happens when you spend your eyes glazed over my lecture? Playing with the hem of your skirt, teasing your lips with the tip of your pen as if their inclination is to wrapped around something.” He adds, making his way towards you.
“What do you think that does to me, you naughty little slut? What do you think it makes me imagine doing things to you.” He spoke in a low murmur, brushing away a strand of hair from your face.
“N-nothing.” You replied, biting on your lower lip, continuing to avoid eye contact with him.
“NO REALLY, TELL ME. I am your English professor, sweetheart. And we use words here. BIG DESCRIPTIVE WORDS, full of imagery.” He orders, as he kept his gaze on you. “And look at me when i talk to you, slut!”
Your eyes nervously find the way to his as you reply in a soft murmur. “That you’d want to fuck me…?”
Your reply only makes him chuckle mockingly. “Youre so cute. Is that all you think I’d do to you? I’d just fuck you? HOW UNIMAGINITIVE..”
He picks up the pages of your article and starts to flip pages. You swore you saw an evil glint in his eyes. “Lets see what you’ve written in your papers, don’t we?”
“You don’t think i’d ‘desecrate’ your needy cunt until you loose your mind?”
“Or how about offer you the ‘sips of divinity’ with the weeping tip of my cock until you’re drunk with lust?” He looks at you, his lips forming an evil smirk. “So my aspiring little y/n, is that what you want me to do to you?”
Shit.
You stare into those eyes, unsure of what to say, though you’ve been practically dying for this. You just nibble nervously on you lips and try to speak but your words get caught in your throat. Your face is flushed with embarrassment.
“I can see you’re too flustered to answer, Y/N. That’s alright for now, we’ll help that innocent mouth of yours to catch up with your deliciously vulgar mind soon enough. In the mean time how about you use your body to show me what you want?”
“W-what do you mean, Mr jeon?” You're shocked by his request and struggle to process what he's asking you to do.
“Sit on my desk with your legs spread. NOW.” Jungkook commanded, as he studies your body, waiting for you to stand up.
You hesitantly get up but a strong arm grabs you by the wrists and pulls you towards him. He's much stronger than you'd realized, and he easily lifts you onto the table behind you.
Jungkook stands over you, his eyes blazing with desire, as he slips his hand under your skirt until you feel his fingers lingering over your pantie’s waistband. Your mind is hazy as you feel it slipping down your thighs, leaving you exposed, feeling extremely aroused as you hear him and in a husky voice.
“Go on. let’s see if you’re more than just a tease. finger yourself, sweetheart. I want to see how desperate that needy little cunt of yours is.”
Following his orders almost immediately, you desperately start to touch yourself, inserting your finger deep in your already wet cunt, shamelessly moaning over your own fingers. Your lewd noises only made Jungkook smirk.
“While you shamelessly dive your fingers knuckle deep in that luscious little pussy of yours, i’ll dive deeper into the precious dirty mind of yours. Let’s see what other silly little fantasies you’ve written here, why don’t we?”
He smirked as he pulled those papers out, yet again. He cleared is throat, and started reading out loud.
“He towered over me with an obscene grandiosity, like some great erotic deity. his turgid member eclipsed my vision as the sun does the sky.” He laughs mockingly, continuing
“And look at this…. I felt an exhorting rush of pleasure as he pushed greedily into me, and again, penetrating my inner walls.”
He sighs and looks at you. “You know, if he’s already pushed into you, how is he further penetrating? you know what? I don’t even have the patience for this one.” He throws away the sheets as he looks to deep into your eyes, sending shivers down your spine.
“Your over use of adjectives is TERRIBLY self indulging, you know?” He stated.
You stared at him like a statue, completely silent. You took a deep breath as you finally mustered up the courage to reply. “My apologies Mr Jeon, but i think my project was a—”
“Hey hey hey!” He cut you you in middle as his face darkens and and he stands up abruptly. “Did you just stop fingering yourself, little slut!?”
And before you could answer, he grabbed you by your thighs, and pulled you towards him, your dripping needy cunt in display.
“You’re such a good student but you really are useless in fucking yourself properly. Look, I’ll show you how to do it!”
You let out a shriek as he shoved his long fingers inside you without warning, fucking your wet pussy in a ruthless pace. Your body started to shiver because of the vibrating sensation and the satisfaction his fingers were providing you.
“Oh fuck!” You let out a muffled moan, as you gripped his shoulder with one hand, and balancing yourself in the top of the table from the other.
“You like that, whore?” Jungkook asked, watching your lewd face, with drool covering your chin, fucking your cunt as fast as ever. You nodded in response, only to earn a merciless pinch in your clit by him, causing you whimper.
“WORDS! I NEED WORDS YOU LITTLE FUCKTOY!” Jungkook growled, fastening the pace of his hands, causing you loose your mind.
“Y-y-yes, i like when you finger m-me like a d-dirty slut i am, Mr J-jeon.” You managed to answer, which was quite brave after the merciless treatment you were getting by Jungkook’s fingers.
Jungkook smirked as he pinched your nipple, and continues to finger fuck you. “This is how a stupid little whore like you should be fingered. Roughly. Relentlessly. Ruthlessly.”
Feeding his ego and his arousal only more, you whimpered shamelessly, your legs shaking, as you feel a familiar knot forming in your stomach. You bite down on your lower lip to suppress your moans, but the fingering did nothing to your favor.
“Mr Jeon i t-think i am close…”
Jungkook glanced at you, and seeing your ruined face with smudged mascara and lipstick, with drool covered in your chin, he knew you were close.
“You cum very easily don’t you? Such a slut.” He scoffs. “You don’t get to cum on my fingers. I want you to cum on my cock, like you imagined me, in your fanstasies.”
He pulls his fingers out, and you only frown in response.
“Cmon, be a good girl and clean my fingers for me. I will reward you with my ‘turgid member’ soon after.”
He shoved his dripping fingers on your mouth as you tasted yourself on his fingers, You sucked and licked his fingers clean, as if your life depended on it, earning a smirk from him.
“Good girl. Now get up, and bend over facing the desk, with your legs spread apart.” He commanded as he helped you get up, and placed you in the position. He grabbed your hips as he thrusted roughly into your pussy, and started moving in a ruthless pace.
“O-oh my g-god Mr Jeon” You whimpered in pain and pleasure, as your one hand gripped his shoulder tightly, and the other rested on the table, to keep your balance. Your lewd noises only fed his ego and arousal, as he smirked maintaining the pace.
“This is how fucking sluts like you deserve to be fucked! Until you’re all swollen. Until you’re all numb. Until you forget why were you even here in the first place. and oh….” He landed a harsh spank on your ass, making you gasp in pleasure.
“Until you start to treat your professor properly. Until you forget every word of your pompous vocabulary.”
“I-i promise to be good Mr J-jeon..” You manage to mumble, as he continued to brutally punish your needy cunt.
“Oh you will, little bitch! You will be a good little whore for your professor. That’s what you get for being such a tease.”
You throw your head back as the familiar feeling of a knot in your stomach starts to overtake your mind again. You knew you wont be able to last long. “I-i am close, Mr Jeon!” You moaned out, only to earn a stinging sensation of a spank in your ass again.
“Be a good fucking slut and wait for me to cum too. Can you do that Y/N? can you do that? Hmmm?”
You nodded as you closed your eyes, trying to control your orgasm but the feeling of pleasure with his strong thrusts makes it unable to do so. You try to hold yourself as much as you could, while he started to fondle with your breasts, teasing the tip of your nipples with his thumb, making it only harder for you.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, you know that Y/N? Good little slut.” He smashed his lips against yours, as he kissed you with all his might, his lips gradually trailing to your collarbone and then to your breasts. He started to suckle on your nipple, earning a loud moan from you.
“That’s it baby, be a good babygirl and cum for me. i am close too.” He declared, as he started to pinch your nipples, driving you over the edge with his manic pace.
“Fuck fuck fuck, i think i am cumming!”
“Go on little whore! milk my cock! show me how filthy you are. Cum for me!”
You feel a wave of pleasure wash over you, your toes curling and your vision blurry. Feeling you shudder and start to cum, Jungkook increases the intensity of his thrusts. You feel his member twitch as you knew he’s close. With one final thrust, he released his hot cum inside you, pulsing with each thrust. "Fuck," he grunts out between breaths.
His head rested against your shoulder, you both were breathing heavily, your sweaty bodies intertwined. After a few minutes, he pulled out of you with a wet pop, his cum dripping out of your walls. He grabbed a box of tissues from his drawer, and cleaned himself and your dripping, utterly spent core.
While you try to regain your composure, Jungkook helps you stand up and fix your clothes.
“T-thankyou professor.” Is all you could say, noticing his gesture.
“It’s alright, Miss Y/N.” Jungkook nodded, helping you to get on your feet. Just as you were about to leave, He called out.
“Miss Y/N, you know, whenever you need help, you can always approach me. You know where to find me…”
A red tint crept up on your face, as you nodded. “I will, professor. Have a good day” and exited his office.
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gimme more (m) | jjk
pairing: jungkook x f-reader
genre: smut pwp drabble innocent!jungkook x innocent!reader, loss-of-innocence!au
wc: 1.2k (short!)
summary: you grind on jungkook till he cums in his pants
warnings: 18+ (be gone children!) pw(o)p explicit smut. NEEDY koo but what did you expect, whining, outercourse, grinding or rather riding jungkook for all he's worth, cumming in pants, licking, begging, stuttering, multiple orgasms bc jk is a horny boi, just wild messy filth, light manhandling, one smacc on dat ass, inexperienced!koo & reader, fondling, breast play, did i mention needy koo? unedited
part of the touch me wherever universe. *can be standalone*
Jungkook loved going shopping with you. Especially the part where you'd try on anything he picked out and twirl around for him. Like a little plaything. He'd test your limits at first. A cute crop top. A black bikini. A short sundress.
Could you blame him? The way your plump little ass looked in the flimsy fabric had him crossing his legs in an attempt to hide the raging hard on in his sweats.
Today the roles were reversed though. Jungkook needed new pants.
Why? Because he kept ruining them. Because of you. Too embarrassed to let his parents wash them in the laundry, afraid he would have to explain how easily you could make him cum without even trying.
As you dragged him into the Calvin Klein store, he was immediately uncomfortable. So many pictures of naked men. Were you looking? Did you like it? Of course not, you only like Jungkook, you told him yourself.
You wouldn't lie to him, right?
"I like these" You handed him a pair of dark jeans, a blue so deep it reminded him of the ocean. "Go try them on"
He did, jumping into the thick fabric. The pants were snug. When he walked out of the fitting room, he almost choked seeing that you were trying on some underwear.
"Oh hey" You were unphased. Then again, why should you mind? Jungkook had seen your body. Kissed and licked every inch of it. You had nothing to hide from him.
But he had something to hide from you. You wouldn't be able to tell, not in these jeans. But Jungkook needed you now.
He scolded himself internally. Can't you keep it together one fucking time! He worried you'd find him pathetic. Once you learned better.
Seokjin had offered to teach the two of you how to have sex properly. Jungkook knew you were curious, but frankly he liked things they way they were. You knowing only the taste of him. His lips. His cock.
Self-control? Jungkook never needed it. Why should he? You'd never deny him. What would he do if you did, what would he do if you said no? If you tried to pull away as he picked you up into his lap, kicking the dressing room door shut? If you didn't let him seat your cushy little cunt right over his zipper, gripping your thighs so tight?
He'd probably cry. And he knew you'd never deny him then.
Could you tell he was hard? He watched your face intently, while you continued to play with the straps of the bra you were clearly not finding comfortable.
Jungkook could help with that. It would be his pleasure.
He snapped the damn thing off.
You sighed with relief, his hands tracing the imprint of the tight underwire before cupping over your mounds. You were so fucking pretty, and you didn't even know it. But he liked that you didn't know. If you did, you might leave him. He wouldn't know how to survive without you. Without being able to touch you just like this.
"Do you like them?"
Jungkook raised his eyebrows at you.
"The jeans?" Ohh.
His hands slid to your bare back, pulling you closer till your chest was pressed against his. He wanted to feel you, but he couldn't not through those damn jeans. The desperation had him boiling inside. Feverish, as you mindlessly rolled your hips.
He gritted his teeth, aware of the warmth between your thighs and wishing he could feel the slippery wetness that was no doubt there. Instead he grabbed handfulls of your ass, pushing you up, letting you bounce on his groin. Once, then a little harder. Harder.
"Fuckk" Jungkook screamed in frustration. Nails digging into the cotton panties. He pushed his hips up, desperately trying to get friction for his cock. "Why can't I feel you--I wanna feel you, Y/n"
His cock strained painfully, trapped within the confines of his jeans. So badly he wished it would tear open, so that you could bounce right on his cock. You were so fucking warm, and tight, he knew how you felt. How could he go on now that he knew--he needed you all the time!
"It hurts" He whined, "It hurts so bad" You caressed his shoulders, getting him to calm down. Jungkook exhaled shakily, eyes red with fury.
"Let me try" You shifted your weight, clenching your thighs around his torso. You rolled your hips, deep and intentional, doing your best to spread open so that the tiny bulge in his pants could sneak right in.
"Mmpfh" His face was buried into your neck, hair brushing against your breast. "More, m-more please, need to feel more"
You did as he said. He loved you for that. Loved how eager you were to meet his every need. He would do the same for you, of course. The thought reminding him to reward your effort by popping your breast into his mouth. Lightly biting on the flesh.
"Koo" You blushed, grinding down even harder. Finally Jungkook was able to get some friction. A bare semblance of satisfaction. It only left him craving more.
"Y-yeah, harder please I can feel it" He buried his face into your chest as you rode him. Ass thrusting against his rigid jeans. The tent growing as he bucked his hips.
You began to slow down.
"NO" Instinctively, Jungkook slapped your ass.
You froze.
"Uh, I'm sorry, didn't mean to do that--d-don't stop PLEASE! fuck don't stop now just keep going like that just a little bit. Please, for me, it's so good, it's so fucking good, don't stop"
He kissed your lips, urging you on. "Feels so good, just wanna fit right into you like this" He thrust up, brushing against your clit. You groaned in response.
"You like it too, don't even lie to me Y/n. You like sitting on me like this" He peppered kisses across your jaw, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you moving against him.
"Just a bit more. Can you o-open wide please? Yeah, yeah," Jungkook sighed as you flattened your pussy right onto his bulge. You moved back and forth, rubbing up against him desperately.
"G-gunna, oh god Y/n, I'm--" Jungkook hissed loudly. Painfully, he came, pressure snapping within him. His cock twitched, still desperate to release. Still hard as a rock.
You looked at him curiously, wondering if he was done.
As if.
"Get off" He pushed you suddenly. You yelped, his movements quick as he stood up, grabbing you by the waist, turning you around and pinning you against the wall.
"Koo--wait"
Jungkook let out a low growl. He was far too frustrated to explain himself. He unhooked his jeans, dragging them out until his cock sprung through his boxers.
Immediately he pressed the tip against your ass, rutting shamelessly as though you were a pillow. His teeth scraping the top of your head, hands gripping your breasts--pinching your nipples, still covered in his saliva.
His cock slid against the fabric. He knew you were wet. Could feel it leaking through. He fucked against you, rabid. Sweat budding at his forehead.
"Yes, yes, fuck yes" Without thinking he reached down to drag the fabric between your legs aside, coating himself with you. You winced but he could care less. He couldn't think straight. Everything was white with pleasure and red with need.
You were close. You skin so sweet as he kissed all over your neck. The pretty arch of your back as he slid his cock through your folds. Unrelenting.
"M'gonna cum" Jungkook mumbled, blinking back tears. His hips speeding up furiously, ignoring the bruising on your ass. He pressed your face against the wall, swallowing your lips as he spilled down your thighs.
You let out a long sigh. Glad for a moment of stillness.
"So are you gonna buy those jeans?"
Jungkook giggled, kissing you fondly.
"Only if you promise to sit on my lap whenever I do"
want more needy!koo smut? read the original or:
scenarios: when you get a crush | when he takes your virginity | if he got you pregnant | kink discovery: dacryphilia | when your tits ache and he helps
drabbles: tickle me there | touch yourself here | wanna touch you | soaked n’ slippery
a/n: this is for my tmw babies, because i keep you waiting for so long. hope you enjoy. thank you for reading <3 please let me know what you think!
How about nerd oc pranks jk with a viagra prank?😉
it's unlikely oc would do this on purpose, if not impossible, so this wouldn't be her prank, but let's say it's taehyung's. taehyung would give her viagra pills and claim that jungkook's vitamins finally arrived. he'd ask you to give it to jk the moment he wakes up tmr, and you'd be there with a glass of water, talking about taking vitamins to a sleep-hazed man. of course with morning drowsiness, he'd take it, later eat breakfast with oc, and after brushing his teeth, jerk himself off in the bathroom just to gawk at his still prominent erection post-orgasm. for plot's sake, oc would be studying her notes by now, and of course he wouldn't want to disturb you... at first. but it's just so confusing for him that even after masturbating twice, his erection still wouldn't leave. he imagines you'd be the remedy for his new high sex drive, so he'd ask you to give him a lazy handjob while you revise your whatever. that doesn't help, considering he's still hard after ejaculating. maybe cockwarming would do the trick, he'd assume, and you allow him without going off track from your notes. this would lead eventually to countless orgasms, with him not being able to stop himself from thrusting into you for hours on end until both of you were finally spent. you'd probably even fall asleep halfway through, and he still wouldn't stop until he was no longer hard—when the viagra would wear off. and this would prolly go on for days until you stopped giving him the "vitamins" 💀
thank god for plot twists like you, jjk <3
pairing black fem y/n x dilf jk
genre fluff smut slight angst?
word count 15.7k ( im sorry i know, but i’ve been gatekeeping this fic since boxing day )
warnings age gap ( five years ), smut in the form of : hair pulling, ass / pussy slapping, overstimulation, squirting, nipple play, dirty talk, tummy bulge kinda?? cum eating, fingering, basically lots of filth, jungkook has a sir kink :/ but!!! also lovey dovey soft sweet sex that has both jk & y/n emosh because i’m a sucker for sweet nothings in intimate positions , sarang is the cutest 2 year old everrrrrr!!!! shitty attempt at angst or turmoil ig?? don’t come for me bestiess!!! i cannot tap into sadness when sarang exists to make me smile <333
summary sarangie loves the jungle gym and jungkook loves sarang. so it’s simple he brings her there at least twice a month. but the one month he misses out because poor sarangie caught a cold and his schedule got packed up is when you were hired. so imagine this dilf’s surprise when a girl no less than 5 years younger than him greets him at the reception and ushers him in.
so let me reiterate, sarangie loves the jungle gym and jungkook loves sarang. you however, are the perfect add on <3.
authors note yall i got a job…as a soft play assistant…and now my feet are gonna fall off…but here is this!!! work that bestie y/n does is from my own experiences, everything else is fiction? [ some characters may be loosely inspired by my co-workers ], any names aren’t meant to represent the actions of any idols/actors/models that share the name!! ( update it is 5 months later and i quit but here’s this fic!! )
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“Play! Dadda play!” Sarang screeched in his ear as they walked into the entrance of the jungle gym. The bright red sign reading “Sky High!”, nearly on the verge of slipping off, bristled slightly in the wind above them, making Jungkook pick up the pace before it flattened him and his daughter.
It was the second play session of the day which Jungkook also knew to be the busiest, which meant he was probably going home with parent complaints against Sarang.
It wasn’t that his daughter was a bully, no. She just got a little rough when picked on and didn’t know the true essence of “being the bigger person”.
Of course it’s a trait she got from her mother. Absolutely nothing to do with Jungkook or his parenting.
“Okay remember when we go in, no biting, no hair pulling, no slapping and no mean words.” He paid no attention to where he was going, the pathway becoming all too familiar to him and looked down at his back pocket, struggling to get his phone out.
“Mhm dadda.” Sarang hummed mindlessly, her eyes already filled with mirth seeing the LED illuminated ball pit. They joined the line, waiting for no more than 3 minutes expecting to see the face of the lovely Jiung, the university student who had managed to steal his daughter's heart but instead….there was you.
“Hi, welcome to Sky High, do you have a booking with us today?” You smiled up at him, eyes flickering to his daughter who babbled at you. Scrunching your nose in her direction you turned back to who you presumed was her father, idly waiting for him to return back to earth.
“Sir?”
“Oh yeah, sorry um yes! Yes I do. It’s under Jeon. 1 adult and 1, 2-4 year old.” The title made him flush, guilt quickly creeping up after.
“Ah found you! Okay that’s all set, since she is 2 she is allowed to play on both the Toddler Frame and the Main Frame, please make sure to keep socks on at all times, hand sanitise before you come in. Your session today will end at 2:30 and the kitchen will close at 1:45pm. Enjoy your stay.”
“Baiiii!” Sarang waved up at you as Jungkook pushed open the gate, giving you one last smile before taking Sarang to find a table. “Bye sweetheart!” You called her before tending to another customer.
“I can't believe I just stared at her like an idiot,” Jungkook grumbled as he placed his baby on the table and took off her earrings slowly.
Sarang giggled, before mimicking his earlier position, his mouth in an “O” shape.
“Baby quit it,” He chuckled. “I didn’t look that stupid did I?” He picked her up and placed her down on the floor, taking his own shoes off in the process.
Sarang said nothing but nodded her head, her attention quickly being drawn to the new twisting slide that she had become addicted to. Without looking back she immediately raced off, out of the seating area and towards the Main Frame, not looking where she was going and soon collided into a pair of tall legs.
“Ah,” She pouted, landing on her butt.
“Oh no Sarang, I’m so sorry!” A voice shrieked as the legs bent down in front of her and soon Jiung’s face came into view. “I should’ve seen you coming, are you okay?”
It was as if it was magic the way she immediately forgot about the ache in her butt. She stood up, placing both hands on the floor first before standing up on her legs as if she was in a “downward dog” yoga position before fully straightening up.
Her eyes met his worried ones and the baby stepped forward smiling wide and continuing to toddle off to the slide.
Jiung watched her, adored by her presence before turning around and shrieking once again. There stood Jungkook behind him glaring down at the boy. “Did you push her?”
“No, No! S-Sarang fell on her butt and I was just,” He cleared his throat. “Just making sure to see she was okay that’s all!”
Jungkook stayed silent, hoping his stare was enough to intimidate the boy before brushing past him. “Thanks.”
When Jiung was sure Jungkook was far enough he let out a long breath, his whole body relaxing and dragged himself over to the cafe counter, pushing open the bar gate and melting into you, trapping you against the counter.
“Jiung!” You exclaimed, giggling at his pouty behaviour. “Get off, I need to wipe this down.” When you realised he wouldn’t budge, you started to swat him with your damp cloth which seemed to get his attention only when it finally hit his face.
“Y/n ew!” He spluttered, grabbing a serviette and wiping his mouth, weirdly also patting down his tongue. You stared at him unimpressed, folding your cloth once more and continuing wiping down the table.
“What’s got you in a mood anyway?” You asked him, glancing over occasionally.
“So you remember that adorable little girl, Sarang, that I told you about?” You nodded your head.
“Well she bumped into me today and fell on her butt so of course I made sure she was okay, which she was! She’s strong you know,” He said admirably. “And when she ran off I turned back around and there was her dad just GLARING at me and I literally froze.”
“He. Is. SO SCARY.” Jiung got right up in your face for emphasis. You pushed him away with your hips, bringing down a basket filled with chocolates and dumping it in his arms so you could wipe underneath.
“Okay, and how long has he been terrorising you?” You joked.
“Since like August, a friend of his had a birthday party here, and mind you his wife was HOT-” You slapped him on the arm for that. “And then he started coming like twice a month.”
“And in all honesty it’s not my fault his daughter is in love with me? How can I help it if I’m appealing?” He scoffed, placing the basket back and taking two racks of baby snacks in each hand.
“Yeah to toddlers,” You snorted. “It’s giving predator more than victim Jiungie.” He kicked you in the leg for that. You both carried on down the bar, Jiung grabbing things down for you to wipe the space underneath until you were all finished. Walking back you asked Jiung to point him out to you but there was no need as immediately he squeaked seeing both Jeon Sarang and Jeon Jungkook walking towards the counter.
“I’m going to go out back and see if Geum-hi needs any help.”
“Hey! But what if I need you to- Nope he’s gone.” You sighed turning back to the counter seeing Jungkook with his baby on his hip. You smiled up at him, making the flush in his stomach return tenfold.
“What can I get you sir?” Fuck you said it again.
“Well can I get a latte with vanilla syrup and one babyccino for my baby,” He tickled Sarangie’s stomach making her arms flail with laughter. “Also one packet of veggie crisps and apple juice please?”
“Of course, is that all?”
“For now, yes.”
You nodded, tapping away at the tablet. Jungkook studied your face, internally melting when you stuck your tongue out a little and furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “Aha,” You smiled, finding the babyccino option you seemingly lost.
“Okay so in total that’ll be 7.67.” You typed it into the card machine, holding it out for him to scan. He pulled out his wallet, looking up at his daughter who reached her hand out expectantly for his credit card.
“Oh are you going to swipe it, little miss?” You cooed, holding it out to her instead. Sarang nodded her head, incoherently babbling to get her dad to hurry up.
“Okay okay baby, here you are.” He laughed. Sarang plucked it out of his hand, placed it down on the screen and smiled triumphantly when it beeped, all four green lights showing up.
“Well done angel. Here’s your veggie chips and apple juice,” You pushed the two towards them. “And your drinks will be waiting on the side for you.”
That being said, you turned around, walking over to the coffee machine to start on the latte. While humming along at the toddler tunes being played, Jungkook watched you bob your head as you compressed the coffee, hooking the portafilter into the machine and waiting for the espresso to brew.
He also couldn’t help raking his eyes down your body as you bent down to the bottom of the fridge, pulling out a milk carton to steam and froth the milk. Jungkook concluded you took your job very seriously and did it well.
“Ji-ji!” Baby unexpectedly shrieked seeing Jiung enter from the kitchen. He looked around wide eyed before his eyes landed on an excited Sarang and a very focused Jungkook. He followed Jungkook’s line of sight till it landed on you seriously focused on making a babyccino.
I think somebody is interested in somebody else. Jiung smirked to himself before walking closer to the counter to talk with Sarang. The baby leaned forward out of Jungkook’s grip and only the second she was about to fall did he manage to grab her and place her standing up on the counter. “Jeon Sarang! How many times have I told you not to do that?” He gave her a hard stare to which she looked back at him doe eyed and slightly glistening.
“Daaa..” She whimpered, making grabby hands for his shoulder while Jungkook shook his head, placing them back down at her sides gently, without breaking his stare. Baby, feeling utterly hopeless, started to sniffle a little and before you knew it small little raindrops were pooling on her waterline and swimming down her cheeks.
Jungkook broke his resolve, picking her back up and cradling her against his chest. “There there baby,” He rubbed up and down her back as she stuffed her face in his neck. “No need for tears, okay, it’s only because I don’t want to see you get hurt.” He walked the two of them off to the side while Jiung quietly stepped away and thanked the lord when a customer came over to order.
Sarang said nothing but another broken “Daaa..” gripping onto his shirt and snuggled even closer to him. “I know, baby. I’m sorry”
“Um sir?” You winced once he looked over. “I’m sorry but would you like me to bring the drinks to your table so it’s easier.”
“Yes, yes please that would be great.” Jungkook glanced at you before returning his attention to the small human in his arms. He waited for you to come over, pushing the bar gate open for you to pass and the two of you walked side by side. He whispered constantly “I love you’s” and “I’m sorry’s” to his daughter.
Once reaching the table Jungkook slid into the booth seat, placing Sarang sideways on his lap. You waited before he was comfortable, placing the tray with drinks down in front of them and turning to walk away.
“Nuu,” You heard a whimper behind you, looking back to see Sarang perked up, her arm outstretched towards you. She made grabby hands and because you couldn’t resist, you walked back over to her crouching down and enveloping her hand in yours.
“I’m here honey,” You whispered, afraid she was too delicate right now to speak any louder. “Are you feeling any better?”
Sarangie said nothing but cautiously leaned forward before stopping herself and looking back at her dad. “Go on, it’s okay. How about I move up so Y/n can sit next to me huh?” Baby nodded, watching as you stood up and slid in next to Jungkook, facing him with one leg up so your shin was pressed against the side of his thigh. Sarang soon clambered onto your lap, standing up on your leg making you wince a little but brush it off.
You came face to face with her flushed cheeks and button nose, your eyes and heart melting at the sight of her. You watched carefully as she reached behind you, pulling at your scrunchie and letting your curls bounce around your face. At the sight of your bouncy curls, Baby giggled, sticking her hand in the mass of soft hair, entranced by the intricate coils.
“Thank god she’s smiling again.” Jungkook sighed, his hand resting on your knee. You felt your heart start to race but didn’t say anything, continuing to entertain the baby. Soon enough the constant pressure of Sarang’s foot on your leg made you give in and pick her up slightly so you could free your leg. “You could put them over my lap if you’d like? The booths are kinda narrow so you won’t get much leg room. Plus you’ll end up squishing my baby against the table and that’s the last thing we need.”
“O-okay, if that’s best.” You bit back a triumphant grin as Jungkook grabbed both of your legs and strung them across his lap, allowing Sarang to sit on top of your thighs. While she sat you grabbed her still warm babyccino and straw, passing it to her to sip. “You like it?”
Instead of replying the toddler wouldn’t let up from the drink unless she absolutely was in dire need to breathe and once she got two or three breaths in she was back to inhaling the drink like crazy. You giggled and watched her, holding the small pink baby cup from the bottom and brushed some of her hair back that had come loose from her ponytail.
Once done she let up, patting an outstretched hand on her tummy but soon felt it wasn’t good enough and lifted up her shirt to get to her skin. She then whined when it didn’t work, looking back at her dad who rolled his eyes smiling, picking her up and patted her back lightly to burp her. “Aren’t you going to drink your latte? I'm afraid it could be a bit cold now.”
“Oh I completely forgot,” He quickly went to grab for the mug, taking a sip. His face contorted into something unpleasant but quickly masked it with a smile taking another gulp.
“Stop stop,” You laughed pulling the mug away from his mouth. “Jungkook stop! It’s okay, I'll make you a new one.”
He smiled at you, froth coating his upper lip and shook his head. “But it's fine?”
“You sure about that Sir?” You joked, taking a serviette and wiping off his upper lip for him. You watched as his eyes followed your movements, turning darker by the second. Your stomach instantly filled with butterflies, feeling small under his lustful gaze. At least you hoped it was lustful and you hadn’t done anything to upset him.
“I’ll just go and make another,” You smiled, pulling the empty baby cup and his latte toward you. “Hey lovie, is it okay if I get up?” You cooed at Sarang who giggled, her cheeks jiggling adorably as she nodded. Jungkook lifted him up to make space for your legs to move and in doing so felt so much colder than before.
“I’ll be back in a bit but I’m afraid I can’t stay,” You mock pouted. “I have a mean boss who requires me to work work work.” With each word you went in and tickled her stomach.
As you took both the mugs, you smiled one last time at Jungkook and turned to walk away. “I’ll be right back.” You winked at Jungkook, eyes filled with mirth. He looked back at you, cocking an eyebrow and nodded, just once, his eyes trailing up and down your body before his attention was stolen by the bundle of giggles in his lap.
“Do you forgive dada for earlier Sarangie? I’m sorry for being mean, I shouldn’t of stopped you from apologising so quick.” He had her stand on his thighs, supporting her by the waist. Baby grabbed both of his cheeks and pressed her open mouth to his, mimicking a sloppy kiss which made Jungkook melt with adoration. If there’s one thing in this world he would never take for granted it would be having a baby who adores him just as much as he adores her.
“Okay how about we continue playing huh?”
Sometimes you can’t believe one of your biggest teenage dreams was getting a car. Other times you feel like the ultimate girlboss driving around in a car that you bought ( albeit yes, you had a great big help from your parents ). Today, as a matter of fact, is car wash day, which is hands-down one of the best days of the month. Your normal routine consisted of marvelling at the sight of the special LED’s the owner put up as your car was soaped up and sprayed and then promptly engaging in a very intimate concert with only one guest. You.
Today however, to your horror, you saw a new policy had been put up requiring customers to sit in the so-called waiting room instead of being inside the car. “Appa just installed a ramp you see,” Heesung, the owner’s son, reasoned. “So the cars can be moved swiftly one by one. And I’m sorry but we can't risk the extra weight of multiple people in their cars as the ramp moves them.”
“Heesung you’ve ruined my life,” You pouted at him. “I was really looking forward to blasting music and having my personal concert.”
“I know I was too, you’re so funny to watch.”
“Wait you can see me-” Heesung dipped to the back before you had a chance to lunge at him. You huffed, pulling up your jeans as you felt them get a little loose around your thighs.
“What’s got you huffing and pouting Y/n?” A voice chuckled from behind you. “You look like Sarangie when she has to take a bath.” Your eyes widened as you turned around to see Jungkook with his baby on his hip. Said baby was scrunching her face in displeasure at the thought of bath time before her eyes landed on you and cocked her head to the side as if she was trying to figure out why you were seemingly familiar.
“You remember Y/nie right? From the play place?” Sarang owlishly blinked at her father and blinked at you. You noticed how Jungkook tore his eyes away from your butt and thighs and you smirked, happy to know he was still hooked.
“It’s okay, she probably has to see me more than once to remember my face right?” You joked, stepping closer to them. The three of you stood in silence for a little moment before you pointed at the seats. Jungkook’s eyes widened in recognition and let you lead the way to the back of the room where there was hardly anyone near. God knows why you chose to be so private but you’d rather this than being sat near that lady and her twin sons and dog who couldn’t stop wrestling each other.
“So what brings you to the car wash?” You asked Jungkook as you sat down.
“Um…I’m washing my car? What about you?”
“Same,” You shrugged, looking around the room before looking back at him. The second the two of you made eye contact you burst out laughing, so much so you felt your stomach start to ache as you threw your head back and bellowed.
“Ahhh,” Jungkook wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. “You’re so awkward it’s cute.”
“Can we brush past that, I have no clue why I thought that was a good conversation starter.”
“Yeah yeah sure, swiftly brushing past. So how old are you?”
You cocked one eyebrow up, looking at him teasingly. “And why would you want to know?”
“I think you already have a good idea of why, darling.” Here they go again those stupid butterflies.
“Well if you must know, I’m 22 years old.”
Watching Jungkook carefully, you noticed how his whole body seemed to melt, he was so much more at ease knowing that you were at least over 20.
“Well I’m 27. 28 in around 4 months time.” He smiled. “When’s your birthday?”
“August 3rd, what about you?”
“September 1st.”
You hadn’t noticed before but he brought a backpack with him. Noticing how restless Sarangie was getting he put her on the floor beside his feet, bringing out a colouring book and crayons for her to draw with.
“Dada, kitty.” She pointed to the book, displaying a half coloured in cat. Jungkook nodded, the both of you applauding her masterpiece and allowed her to continue drawing.
“So what is it you do?” Jungkook looked back at you, scooting his chair noticeably closer to yours.
“I have a degree in Fashion and Marketing and on weekdays I work as an apprentice to a magazine called ‘Reckless’, you might’ve heard of it and on the odd day I work as a soft play assistant.”
“That’s amazing, so many girls would die for your job.”
You puffed out your chest, brushing the imaginary dust off of your shoulders, “Yeah but I don’t like to brag.”
“I hate you already.”
You boldly blew him a kiss to which Sarang saw and did one back to you.
“Oh my! Thank you lovie, I’ll treasure that one forever.” You cupped her chubby cheek, blowing even more kisses towards her.
“So then what about you?”
“Well I’m the CEO of a….small company. You might have heard of it, it’s called Jeon Corp.”
You stood up, bending down to cover baby’s ears who stayed unaffected and whisper shouted “Shut the fuck up!! No way you're that Jeon Jungkook? You’re like GQ Man Of The Year!”
“What can I say? Chicks dig the whole single dilf thing.” You bit your lip, holding back a smile as you sat back down once again. Can’t deny that they do You agreed silently.
“Single?” You questioned, trying your best to look innocent.
“Mhm, me and Jihyo switch every two weeks.” He nodded. “She’s leaving me today so I had to get the car washed just to make sure eomma knows who she’s messing with.”
“Rightttt…and who may that be exactly?”
“You’re just asking to get taught a lesson aren’t you.” Jungkook leaned on the arm of the chair, bringing his face closer to hers.
“Depends, you got time for me Mr CEO?” You mimicked his actions, leaning close to the point that you could feel small puffs of air fanning your lips.
“I can definitely fit you in somewhere.”
The urge to plant your lips on his was evident, but you couldn’t let Sarang see that. So painfully you pulled away, instead opting to lean in as if you were going for the kiss but planted your lips on his cheek instead, taking his phone from his pocket and unlocking it with a quick scan of his stunned face.
You made yourself a little home in his contact, quickly snapping a contact photo of the two of you before handing it back to him. “Text me when you want to schedule that lesson okay? I’m ready when you are.” You peeked at his phone screen for a split second and saw he saved your contact as darling. Oh how you wanted to ravish this man.
And with that you bent down, giving Sarang one last hug before standing up to go retrieve your car. Jungkook watched the sway in your hips as you walked away, his mind already racing with everything he wanted to do to you.
jungkook
you mind coming to this address on sunday at 12pm?
darling
depends…how bad do you want me?
jungkook
i don’t want you angel
i need you to come on sunday @ 12, can you do that for me?
darling
yes sir, i’ll be there
jungkook
you really have to stop calling me that
You squealed, looking down at your phone with the largest smile. You promptly went on to text Jiung explicit details of the high chances you had of getting dicked down on Sunday. He then went on to tell you that you were insane for getting involved with him.
y/nie😽
just because your scared of him asshole 🙄🙄
jiungie😹
that man has been terrorising me for MONTHS!
i have the right to be
y/nie😽
aghhhh i’m so excited you have no idea!! i’m so happy i booked my nail appointment for tomorrow and fuck it im going to wash my hair a day early too because he deserves it <3333
jiungie😹
more like your excited for his dick
y/nie😽
same difference 🙄🙄
Sunday rolled around pretty quick and soon enough you found yourself parking in the driveway of a very beautiful 5 bedroom house ( you guessed ), way too big for a man and his 2 year old daughter.
Your outfit today consisted of a yellow and white milkmaid dress that accentuated your bust and fell to about mid-thigh, white wedges heels on your feet, a bow highlighting your newly manicured toes. Your nails matched the pattern of your dress, white with swirls of yellow ( which had you giddy just thinking about them gripping onto his forearms or broad shoulders ) and to top it all off a yellow headband pulling your luscious curls back with a few framing your face.
You looked like a day dream, the yellow making your skin standout compared to the dull muted colours of spring. Walking up to the door with your small bag in your hands, you rung the doorbell twice, rocking on the balls of your feet.
“Hey…oh wow.” Jungkook opened the door with a smile that faltered seeing you. “You look beautiful,”
You pressed a hand to his chest, smiling up at him as a ‘thank you’ before walking into the house. “Yeah, I thought why not dress up for this special occasion.”
“And what are we celebrating, may I ask?” Jungkook walked up and admired your wonder as you marvelled at the high ceiling, a chandelier that’s glass reflected onto the floor and broke into a disarray of colours.
“I don’t know,” You peeked over at him, eyes trailing over the colours shining on his face. God he was so beautiful, so unbelievably attractive you couldn’t help but feel hot with desire. You wondered how he felt about you. You wondered if you looked just as pretty under these reflections as he did. “You tell me…sir.” You smiled coyly, placing a hand on his bicep.
“Well, darling, I think we should celebrate a quiet home with no distractions.” He wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you closer. In doing so he grabbed your bag, placing it on the vanity table next to his own sleek leather briefcase.
“So you mean to say your daughter is a distraction then?” You slowly unbuttoned more of his silk shirt, just until the last two buttons before it tucked into his trousers.
“Yes darling, as much as I love her, she is my biggest priority therefore my biggest distraction.” He breathed, tilting your head up so your lips were a centimetre away from each other.
“Then I guess it’s time to celebrate.”
Jungkook placed a kiss on the very corner of your mouth before taking your hand in his and leading you further into the house. You both reached an open room, sliding glass doors taking up one whole wall with billowing white curtains acting as a flimsy barrier to the outside world. It was breathtakingly beautiful; extended plush couches lining the walls of the small space, another smaller, yet still ever glistening, chandelier hanging from the ceiling and a small round table filled with deserts and wine.
Walking over you bent down towards the profiteroles arranged delectably onto the plate and brought it to your lips to take a bite. That was before you felt the back of your dress being lifted up to expose your bare butt to the eyes of the walking sin behind you. “Carry on darling,” He bent over you, pressing the side of his mouth to your ear. “Just taking a quick look.”
You gulped obediently taking a bite of the treat and moaning as the pastry burst into cream with tinges of chocolate. “I wonder what it would take for me to make you moan like that?” Jungkook’s hands roamed your lower back, smoothing over the globes of your cheeks and cupping them at the bottom. He tested the weight of them both in his hands, jiggling them slightly to make you giggle ( and it did ) before he let them go. As still as stone you waited for his next move, your back started to ache because of the bent position so you tried to stand up, just to relieve some pain, but the thought quickly diminished as a sharp slap was planted on your left cheek. “Nu uh uh, did you ask if you could get up?’ You bit your lip and shook your head. “Well then what do you say?”
“I’m sorry for not asking,”
“Who? Who are you asking sweetheart?” He egged you on, stepping closer so you could faintly feel his cock pressed against your upper thigh.
Gasping not only at the feeling but the way his hand trailed up your spine and buried itself in your hair, pulling you up so he was pressed flat against you. “Mhmm, sir, I’m asking you…sir?”
“That’s right,” He hummed, pulling on your hair just a tad while he gave both of your cheeks a slap, earning a sweet gasp escaping your lips.
“P-please..” You begged. Jungkook only laughed, reaching one hand around to your front and pulling your dress down to reveal your breasts to the cold air. He teased you a little, you quickly realised he loved playing games, brushing his palm against your nipple as you felt them get harder each time. “Sir please, I want- I, agh” You felt your knees buckle as Jungkook spontaneously grinded down against your pussy, a moment of self indulgence, steadying himself on your lower back before spinning you around.
His arms encircled your waist as he studied the debauched look on your face, he could just about make out a red tinge on your cheekbones and smirked as you let your tongue hang out ever so slightly in attempts to calm yourself down. “Sir you’re mean,” You mumbled, pulling his shirt out of his jeans, not bothering to unbutton the last few and just pulled it apart till they broke. You pressed your warm breasts against his cold chest, moaning at the feeling as Jungkook grabbed both your wrists, pulling you down so you sat, cowgirl, on his lap.
“I’m sorry for teasing you pretty girl, I just can't help it.” He toyed with your nipples, pulling them towards him one by one, as if he was milking a cow. “You look so cute writhing around while I explore your godly body.” He meant it, truly he did. The rush he felt knowing in this moment he had just enough power to make such a divine woman like you beg for him to help you reach that floaty, warm state of mind. Jungkook wanted nothing more than to do so. All you had to do was ask him, ask for him, for his hands, his mouth, anything and gladly he would surrender himself to be a slave to your sexual desires. He’d teased you enough and considering it’s been at least 7 months since he last had sex, he was needy too.
What tore him out of his thoughts was feeling your pussy grinding down against him, his eyes zeroed in on the movements of your hips, his fingers teasing the fabric of your dress before he finally gave in and pushed it back to reveal your soaked lacy underwear to him. “Baby you're drenched,” He gasped, ogling the way the white underwear moulded against your chubby lips. “You need me that bad huh?”
“Yes! Want you, want your fingers please-please give them to me sir I need it.”
“You might as well not even bother to wear any underwear at all today,” Yes, he knows he promised to stop teasing but he couldn’t help it! With the image of your head thrown back, breasts bouncing with every thrust against his covered cock, your watery eyes as you pleaded with him, it was too easy to toy with you for a little longer. “You already came without a bra, so kind of you to let me see your pretty tits.” His hands gripped your hips, stalling them and silenced your whines with a kiss.
“I'm sorry,” He whispered between repeated pecks. “I know, I know sir’s mean and I promise I’ll stop now okay sweetheart. I’m sorry for playing with you okay? You want my fingers, you'll get them,” He manoeuvred your body so you lay against the armrest of the couch. “You’ll get them and my mouth okay baby, I’ll please you don’t worry. Give you every part of me you're crying for,” Your soaked panties came next, sadly being discarded on the floor along with his silk button up.
Jungkook slithered down till he came face to face with your pussy, giggled as he lightly swatted your chubby lips and watched them deliciously jiggle. “No don’t laugh,” You pouted, closing a hand over your pussy and pushing your legs shut.
“No no no, I wasn’t laughing at your pussy baby. How could I? it’s so fuckin perfect.” Jungkook slowly pushed your legs apart, until they spread open once again. “It’s so cute and chubby, I love it. Will you let me see again?” He kissed your knuckles as a way to ease them up. “Please, wanna play with your pretty pussy baby. Wanna make you cry because I kiss it so sweet.”
You moaned, staggered pants escaping your lips as you let your hands fall away. Jungkook wasted no time parting your lips in a ‘V’ and planting a kiss on your clit before flattening his tongue against your sweet hole and lapping at it. “Sir, oh thank you sir, thank you.” Your hands found home in his hair, gripping it tight as you grinded down against his face, panting in pleasure when you felt his two fingers start to scissor you.
“Yes that’s right baby,” Jungkook moaned against your relentless pussy. “Just like that. Use me to make you cum go on,” He was enraptured by your clit, the small pulsing nub begging for attention. His mouth watered and immediately wrapped his mouth around it, grazing his teeth over the spots that pitched your moans and kissing it ever so gently as he sped up the pace of his fingers.
“Oh sir I think I’m gonna- Oh!” You sped up the pace of your hips against his face, gasping louder as his nose swiped against your clit multiple times.
“Cum for me then sweetheart, you can do it.”
“Jungkook, oh my! Jungkook please I need you please,” You were delirious, the pleasure you were feeling was unmatched. The heat in your cheeks, the burn in your thighs, the electricity in your clit. It was all too much, too great, you couldn’t handle it.
“I’m right here, pretty baby,” He leaned over you, fingers still pounding into your pussy, but cupping your cheek ever so gently. He bent his head down into your neck, easing you into your high with sweet kisses lining your throat before coming to your lips. “Can I come with you pretty? Is that okay? Can I get my cock out and slide it against your sweet pussy?”
“Yes yes! Want sir to cum too,” Your hands frantically found his slacks, unzipping them and fishing his cock out of his boxers. Jungkook did his best to slip them both off but ended with his boxers still hanging off of his ankle. He removed his hand from your pussy, hushing you with pecks against your cheeks as he used his slick hand to lube up his cock. One, two, three times he slapped the heavy weight of his cock onto your clit making you cry out in pleasure. “Sir please, need to feel your cock against me, inside me please.”
“Not inside, pretty baby, I’m not ready for that just yet.” You nodded silently, instead spreading out your pussy lips and beckoning for him to place his cock there. And he did. Your moans released in tandem as he fell forward, caging you in as he rocked against your pussy.
“I w-won’t last, Jungkook, it’s too good.”
“Yeah? Does my sweet baby like it when my cock bullies her clit? Does she like it when I kiss her so sweet for being so pretty? Hm? Do you like it when I tease you so much just to unwind your pretty body into tears and moans? All because of me right?”
You nodded, drinking in his words as your high came nearer. If it wasn’t for his dirty dirty mouth spurring you on, it was definitely the pulsing of his cock as the bulbous head battered your clit. “I have to- have to tell you,”
Jungkook grunted, tearing his eyes away from the lewd image of his cock against your pussy. “What sweet girl?”
“I- I’m probably going to sq-” Jungkook was nearing his edge, so close to falling again after 7 months he forgot about what you were saying and sped up to a pace that was almost animalistic.
“Jungkook!” You shrieked. “I’m gonna fucking cum oh my god,” You’re eyes rolled to the back of your head as your arms blindly searched for somewhere, anywhere to place your hands until one landed on his bicep and the other on his shoulder. “Jungkook please come with me sir, please I don’t wanna go alone.”
“You won’t baby, just hang on a little second longer for me okay?” He flattened down against you, your hips working in an antagonistic pair, thrusting up into each other roughly in tandem. You could feel his balls slapping against your butt, getting thicker with each second.
“Jungkook,” You moaned his name as Jungkook brought his arms up to cup the back of your head, fingers pulling on your curls.
“Yes, say my name baby,” He panted, kissing from your lips and down the stretched column of your neck. “Scream it, it’s yours.”
Jungkook can’t remember what made him lose it, maybe it was your flushed cheeks or eyes begging for a release. It could’ve been the grip on him that you had and seeing how he made your eyes roll to the back of your head. One thing he does remember though, is seeing little squirts escape you before you pressed up against him hard and screamed his name.
It was wet, your pussy gushing so much Jungkook felt his orgasm attack him with no warning as he felt himself completely collapse onto you, pumping out cum onto your spent cunt, while he gently continued to thrust against your pussy.
“Thank you,” You mumbled, overwhelmed with pleasure. “Jungkook, thank you so much, oh my god you're amazing.”
“No you are baby, fuckin’ perfect body, perfect pussy, perfect face.” He kissed up and down your throat before he reached your lips and lazily made out with you. You moaned against his mouth, your heart bursting with undeniable affection.
“I can’t believe you squirted oh my fucking god that was so hot.” Jungkook laughed, pulling your messy curls behind your ears to free your face. You merely smirked, telling him you tried to warn him but he made you forget.
“I’m sorry I didn’t fuck you like you wanted,” Jungkook spoke up after a while. “It’s just I didn’t have a condom on hand and I didn’t trust I would pull out in time. That and the fact that intimacy is kinda hard after the divorce, let’s just say my ex-wife has a lot to say about my ‘game’.”
“Well she’s delusional because one your stroke game must be fucking amazing if she had the most adorable baby with you and not to mention you just made me squirt without even properly fucking me.”
“You were perfect Jungkook, honestly my pussy is sore but I’m still wet at the thought of you properly fucking me one day.” The man cocked one eyebrow at you, trailing on hand down to dip into your pussy to confirm your theory, making you gasp.
“Next time baby, next time I’ll fuck you so good both of us are crying.” You slapped his chest as you laughed out loud, closing your legs around his hand to trap it there.
“I'm holding you to that. Now carry me to the shower please, I really don’t think I can at all walk with the way you finished me.” Jungkook smiled triumphantly, standing up to hook one arm under your knees and the other under you back and lifted you up bridal style, looking at you then your lips and deciding fuck it and planted one last kiss there before carrying you to the shower.
( He lied, he got into the bathtub with you and kissed you so much you were giggling the entire time <3 )
It had been a couple of months of you and Jungkook’s blissful situationship and you couldn’t genuinely feel any better. You found the dull aches of horniness cured within hours, you found yourself waking up with a smile etched onto your face and most importantly you had your overdose of cute baby giggles to send you off to work.
To be fair, Jungkook was wary of letting you hang around Sarang so often, the nagging voice in the back of his mind reminding him you were probably only temporary. He didn’t want to get the three of you too attached to each other before you inevitably left. Who was he kidding? You were a fresh new budding magazine editor just waiting for her big break. He was a boring CEO of a company who happened to have the cutest baby in the world. It was doomed.
However it didn’t feel so.
Every smile, every touch, each giggle and each glance swelled his heart all the more. Seeing Sarang reach for you when she got excited, kick her chubby legs in the charming way babies do when the shriek out of pure happiness was enough to have Jungkook, on the off-chance, wish what you could be was more.
For now he would stay silent, basking in the little bubble your trio had created each Friday night, Saturday morning and Sunday afternoon. He resented any thought of the bubble bursting and clung onto the sugary sweetness he felt pooling in his stomach whenever he saw Sarang leave open mouthed kisses on your cheeks and lips. He clung even harder whenever he saw your heart shaped eyes staring back at her.
It was a warm Friday morning, it being your last official day at Sky High, heart cinched at the prospect of seeing both Jungkook and Sarang tonight. It was time to watch Encanto, the film the three of you were trying your absolute hardest not to watch to experience the phenomenon all together. Disney movies were always and will always be your guilty pleasure but since Sarang had discovered them it was the perfect bonding moment for the two of you.
The first time she had watched Moana was a Sunday afternoon around two weeks ago, when you mentioned to Jungkook if she had a favourite Disney character.
“I have no clue. She doesn’t really watch Disney.” He shrugged, leaning forward with Sarang’s favourite pink baby spoon to feed her.
“You mean to tell me you’ve been depriving your daughter of the one essential part of nearly every little one's childhood? You’re an evil man Jeon Jungkook.” You shook your head, standing up from your chair across from him and bending down to Baby.
“My love, do you want to watch a Disney film with me?” You gave her your best doe eyes. Sarangie smiled, bringing her hands to your cheeks and babbling. “Of course you do.” You picked her up, placing her on your hip, her chubby legs clinging onto your sloped waist comfortably.
“Your hips are such a perfect baby seat,” Jungkook brought his hands up, tracing the curve of your waist absentmindedly.
“A perfect Sarangie seat more like,” You tickled her tummy, walking into the spacious living room with her.
You placed Baby on the floor while searching for the TV remote, “Jungkook do you have Disney+ ?”
“What is that?” He called back over the sound of rushing water. You rolled your eyes, not bothering to reply and started to create an account. When the card details showed up on the screen, you paused for a second.
Was it okay just to take the card and sign up?
Or should I ask first?
You bit your lip, looking down at Sarang for help. “I should just ask, right? Saves me any invasion of privacy…It’s not like we're that close anyway.” You mumbled to her and yourself. Your feet carried you to the kitchen were you leaned across the counter, furthest away from Jungkook, feeling it would be best to let any embarrassment dissipate through the air after you were so surely going to be rejected.
“Um, Jungkook?”
“Yes darling,”
“Is it okay if I use your card to sign up for the subscription?”
He took off his washing up gloves, walked around to the ceramic plate that held his wallet and multiple car keys and took his card out handing it to you. “Don’t worry about asking next time, okay?” He pulled you in by your waist, pecking you on the lips. “I’ll spend all my money to make my girls happy,”
You pushed him away from you, biting back a smile. “I’m your girl?”
“Damn right you are.”
A sudden wail from Sarang made the two of you snap out of your flirty reverie and rush to the living room where she was taking wobbly steps, fat tears rolling down her chubby cheeks. “Oh my baby, were you scared?” You cooed, scooping her up and kissing away her pout. “I’m so sorry I should’ve been quicker,” You rested her head on your shoulder, whispering your apologies as she tangled her sausage fingers in your curls.
“Da,” She pouted up at Jungkook, reaching the other hand towards him. He stepped in behind you, pressing kisses to her palm and hugging the two of you from behind.
“You’re so perfect,” He said to the both of you. “My pretty perfect girls.” He turned his kisses to small little bites down Sarang’s arm till he reached her cheeks and kissed her till she was squealing and pushing him away.
“Baby, are you ready to watch Tangled with me?”
Sarang gave an adorable confused sound, tilting her head to the side.
“Yeah okay, me and Daddy are going to blow your mind…Well I am.” You squinted over at Jungkook.
“Yeah because all I’m useful for is my credit card.” He huffed, sitting down and cuddling next to the two of you.
You walked up to the glass door, pushing one open in your stride but to your embarrassment it didn’t open. Right, it’s the left one. You sheepishly walked in, ignoring Jiung’s laughter as he buzzed you through the gate. “You’ve been working here, what, 6 weeks now?”
“It didn’t happen, you didn’t see a thing!” You called out, walking to the staff changing rooms to get ready for the day.
The centre was in full swing by noon, and now it was already nearing the end of the second session. You grabbed your phone from underneath the counter, seeing a text from Jungkook that read,
koo
just as a heads up, me and sarang are coming
darling
that’s great!!! i missed her :((
koo
um…what about me??darling i guess i missed you too…
koo
also jihyo is tagging alongshe wants to see the play place baby loves so much
darling
oh cool i wont be speaking to her tho right?
koo
no no, nothing your not comfortable with
darling
i’ll see you then <3
koo
see you pretty <3
You smiled down at your phone, wishing you could strike it with the love hearts pooling in your eyes. He used my love heart, you internally squealed. How could you not be completely and utterly obsessed with him? Now all you had to do was count down the seconds till you saw two of your favourite people.
You headed into the kitchen, leaning against the wall with an airy smile on your face.
“And why are you smiling like that? You don’t deserve it when you're leaving us all tomorrow!” Geum-hi, the cook, walked from the very back of the kitchen, tugging oven mitts off of her hands and dramatically slapping them down on the worktable.
“Stop, you know I’m just as sad about leaving.” You frowned. “Jungkook and Sarang are coming in soon, that’s why I’m smiling.”
“Ahh your boyfriend.”
“Hey!” You gasped, “He is not my boyfriend…yet”
“Honey I’m 51 years old, I know when I see a love sick puppy. And to be fair, both of you make me sick. Why can’t you just take eachother home and fuck it out?”
“We already do, well we haven’t fucked yet but still…he makes me cum enough.” As you spoke Jiung walked into the kitchen with an empty cupcake stand, pausing in his tracks to retch.
“This is a fucking kitchen Y/n, why are you talking about your sexcapades?”
You rolled your eyes, hearing your manager call out for someone to start sweeping underneath the tables. You stuck your tongue out an Jiung one last time before heading out with a dustpan and brush. You paused as you walked, taking in the mess of crumbs and other bits and bobs all over the floor and felt your shoulders sink. I hate this job so much, you groaned, thankful when you saw Jiung walk over to the other side to start on the tables.
Once finished it was about 5 minutes till opening time, you headed back around the cafe to the check in area, double tapping the spacebar to wake up the desktop. While scrolling through the check in, an excited squeal drew your eyes to the door and your heart instantly lifted. Both Jungkook and Sarang’s bunny smiles were staring right at you. You smiled back just as wide, waving to her as she kicked her legs in excitement.
“Looks like someone’s happy to be here,” Your manager laughed, watching the interaction as she tinkered with the slushy machine. “Those two do seem to love you.”
You smiled bashfully, “Well, they are my favourite customers. She’s the cutest and he’s so sweet.”
“Well, you two do make a very cute couple.” She noticed the hitch in your breath, “Darling I’m not blind, everyone can see how smitten the two of you are.” She finished up, walking to the doors to unlock them. “I need you on tills today and once the initial rush is over can you start on fridge rotation, then set up for the party. Report back to me when you’re done, I’m not letting you slack because it’s your last day.” She winked as you pouted, watching as she welcomed everyone and directed them towards you.
Your eyes drifted back to Jungkook and Sarang multiple times, your leg coming up to habitually scratch at the back of your calf to calm your jitters. One by one the line shortened until it finally reached them.
“Hi Sir, do you have a booking with us today?” You smiled, trying your best to not hold eye contact for too long. Jungkook smirked back although it was obvious his cheeks were starting to gain a reddish hue. Sarang waved her pudgy hand at you and your resolve melted for just a few seconds, cooing at the adorable baby.
“Yeah it’s under Jeon, 2 adults and 1 2-4 year old.” Two adults? Your eyebrows furrowed looking at the screen. Huh? Your eyes wandered up and realisation settled in. Jeon Jihyo- well Ex-Jeon Jihyo stared back at you with a stiff smile. You tried your best to reciprocate it, checking the three of them in.
“Well I’m sure you’re familiar with the rules, right? Sarangie please make sure to keep your socks on today okay?” Baby nodded her head, her pineapple ponytail bobbing along with her. “Have fun.”
“Excuse me,” Jihyo’s voice called out. You turned your head in her direction, holding your breath as she levelled you with an intimidating stare. “Do you sell good coffee here?”
“Yes of course, we wouldn’t want to poison our customers.” You lightly joked.
“Hmm,” She raised an eyebrow before turning to Jungkook. “You would think such a place wouldn’t hire children to do adult work. That boy is struggling on his own.”
Your eyes flickered over to Jungkook, who averted his gaze, pursing his lips and whispering in Jihyo’s ear making her sigh exasperatedly. You noted the familiarity of his hand finding her lower back, a faint tug forming in your stomach but you pushed it away.
“Quite uptight that one seems,” The next customer smiled at you.
“Yeah, hopefully we’re to her respectable standard.” He chuckled with you, introducing himself as Cha Eunwoo and his son Minhyuk.
Jungkook watched your interaction with a hard stare, jealousy creeping up inside him but he pushed it down. First Eunwoo makes Minhyuk the object of Sarang’s desire at their baby play group and now he’s taking his other favourite girl and making her laugh. “I hate baby play groups.” Jungkook pouted, squinting his eyes as Eunwoo made you throw your head back with laughter one last time before he waved goodbye.
“What was that?” Jihyo looked over at him, sighing once more out of boredom.
“Nothing,” Jungkook sat up, clearing his throat. “Would you like a coffee?”
“Sure, I’ll come with you. Anything beats sitting and listening to screeching kids.”
“Your baby is one of those screeching kids Jihyo,” Jungkook reprimanded, his voice clippy as he looked through the many credit cards in his wallet.
“Yes I know, her screeching is the only kind I enjoy.” She rubbed her hand against Jungkook’s tensed arm, smiling softly at him. “Sorry if that came out wrong.”
Jungkook shrugged her arm off, “It’s fine Ji,” he said smiling at her back before leading her to the cafe.
Jiung stood with his back to them, sweeping up spilt coffee on the ground. Jungkook cleared his throat making the young boy stand up and when he realised who it was, threw the broom to one side, wincing as it clattered against the ground. “What can I get you Mr and Mrs Jeon?” He smiled, strained in his posture.
“I would like-”
“Ms Choi,” Jungkook cut her off. “This…isn’t my wife.”
Jihyo’s eyes widened slightly, her neck flushing red with embarrassment. She looked at Jungkook who made no effort to gauge eye contact with her and then back at Jiung. The humiliation started to creep up the back of her neck.
“Yes,” She cleared her throat. “I think I’m going to check up on Sarang, you know my order.” Jihyo turned her back, heels hurriedly clicking off. Jiung let out a low whistle, the tension in the air making it hard for him to look Jungkook in the eye without wanting to burst into laughter. He was so unnecessarily unserious at times like this.
Jungkook paid and stood off to the side silently brooding as he mulled over the events in his head. He didn’t feel guilty for what he had done, frankly he couldn’t care less. What he did hate however, was the fact that since checking in you hadn’t looked over, not even once, too busy stocking up drinks in the fridge. Jungkook felt like pouting, whining even, remembering just how whiny you make him. Remembering the way your hands wrapped around the base of his cock or the way you kitten licked his drooling tip or the way–
“Your drinks Mr Jeon?” Jiung cut off his reverie, and with a shake of his head he thanked him, taking both mugs. His eyes flitted over to you, just for one last glance, but met your own, smirking back at him with a knowing look. Jungkook simply shrugged, you couldn’t blame him. He was weak when it came to you, so irresistibly weak it was unfathomable.
Jungkook walked back over to the table, seeing Jihyo cooing at Sarang as she giggled, smiling up at her beloved mother with sparkly eyes. He made sure to sit opposite her rather than next to her this time, sliding into his seat and waving to his baby. From then on the trio sat in silence, the occasional sip of drinks and Sarang’s babbling with the answer of the two doting parents, slipping in to ease the sickly tension.
“Why did you embarrass me like that earlier?” Jihyo spoke up finally, making sure to act busy with re-tying Sarang’s ponytail.
“It wasn’t intentional Ji,” He sighed. “And I could’ve said it much nicer, I know.”
“But was it necessary to correct him? I mean he is just a soft play worker, what does our status matter to him?” She asked him in a small voice. Jungkook scoffed
Typical. It was so typical of Jihyo to act this way. Their divorce had been finalised 10 months ago, but she couldn’t seem to grasp that. What was even more confusing was that she fought for this divorce, fought for their separation because she felt too suffocated. Jihyo had felt that Jungkook's love was too suffocating yet she couldn’t fathom that love being shared with anyone else. Jungkook knew all the lies she spewed was just so her friends wouldn’t try anything with him. But of course they did, not to be cocky but he was Jeon Jungkook and back on the market. Some friends they were.
Frankly Jungkook was sick and tired of Jihyo thinking she still had a claim over him, which is why he raised his eyebrows at her and said this.
“You and I are over. Finished. Because that’s what you wanted. Yes it was necessary because, with all due respect, I don’t want people thinking I’m still married to a woman who ruined our love because she felt too suffocated…I don’t want people thinking I’m married to a woman who spreads vile rumours about me or attempts to ruin any prospective relationship I make.”
“Jihyo I don’t want people thinking I’m married to you. Not when you so easily threw me aside because you didn’t actually want to be married to me.”
He stood up, beckoning at a confused Sarang who reached out to him and walked away from her, cooling off his anger in the form of babbles and baby giggles. While walking Jungkook caught a glimpse of you walking into the party room with two heavy crates stacked on eachother, and making sure your manager was around and noting Jihyo being occupied with angrily talking on the phone, he slipped in after you.
“Hey,” He called, watching as you jumped, turning around to look at him with wide eyes. He cackled as he closed the door, backing away when you punched him.
Sarang smiled happily, leaning into you and you scooped her up, spinning around and you got your early dose of baby cuddles. “I missed you two,” You pouted, walking back to Jungkook and pressing yourself against his chest. Your eyes met his as you looked up and Jungkook knew he had to kiss you, knew it was the only way he would truly let his anger fall off of him. He captured your lips in a sweet kiss, one you smiled into, standing on your tippy toes to press against him fully but pulled away once you felt Sarang start to unbutton your shirt. “Sarangie!” You gasped, looking down at her with a sweet smile.
Baby giggled, looking around to be put down and once you did you headed back over to your crates to set up for tomorrow’s birthday party. “Need some help?” Jungkook walked up beside you, taking the top crate filled with party bags and started to open them up.
“Mhm, party mum wants a pack of sweets and 2 mini chocolates in each bag.” You handed him the confectionary. “Thank you,” You smiled, pulling him down by his shoulder to kiss him on the cheek.
“Of course.”
The three of you worked in comfortable silence, Jungkook mastering the party bags as you set up the long table, banners and lunchboxes. When it came time to fill the boxes up Sarang being the little angel she is, placed clementines, cheesy strings and small pudding pots in each lunch box perfectly as you handed each to her. “Ah thank you sweet sweet girl! You’re so smart my love,” You cooed while kissing her cheeks. Jungkook smiled at the two of you, walking behind and placing his chin on your head in adoration.
He was serious about you He denounced. He had no clue how to tell you, how to even speak that into existence but all Jungkook cared about, right now, was seeing how happy and pretty you looked being a part of them. The perfect puzzle piece, slotted in between Jungkook’s arms.
“What the fuck is this?” Both you and Jungkook’s heads shot up to see Jihyo stood in the doorway, staring you down. “And why is she holding my baby?”
You two sprung apart, Jungkook mimicking a deer caught in headlights. He started to stutter, looking at you for answers to which you turned to Jihyo and gave a very strained smile. “I’m Y/n, I’m Jungkook’s-”
“We’re… seeing each other,” He walked closer to you, placing a comforting arm on the small of your back. You looked up at him, a weak smile painting your lips, as you relaxed into him.
Jihyo sighed exasperatedly, walking up to you with her hands stretched out cooing at her daughter. “Come to Eomma Sarangie, that’s a good girl.” Sarang looked up at her mother wide-eyed, refusing to lean over into her mothers arms, instead clinging onto your shirt and looking away. You watched as Jihyo’s face morphed into shock, coughing slightly. “We need to talk.” She looked at her ex-husband, gesturing to him to come outside with her eyes.
“So what? Are you seriously planning on dating this…girl?” Jihyo glared at him, not bothering to close the door. “Jungkook,” She walked slightly closer to him, placing a hand on his abdomen. “She’s too young…I don’t feel comfortable knowing– I mean come on, she’s practically a child! Do you even love her? Why would you bring Sarang around her if whatever this is, isn’t serious?”
Every word felt like a stab in the gut. Why did it matter whether he loved you or not?
There was a coating of irritation, sheathed over the knife Jihyo used against you. Why did she have such a problem with your age too? You were old enough, you knew what you were getting yourself into and you wanted to stay. You hovered next to the door for a while, noting how they moved further away so now you couldn’t hear a thing. “Bubba?” Sarang cooed at you, pushing her hands against your cheeks as a way to make you smile.
“Hi baby,” You nuzzled her cheek, walking over to the bench and sitting down with her in your lap. You watched her mindlessly tinker with the charms on your bracelet and slowly you realised the bundle of joy sitting in your lap was someone you couldn’t pass up. You wanted to be there for her, you knew it wasn’t easy and certainly not a decision to make on a whim but..you simply wanted her, in whatever way Jungkook would let you. “Sarangie, do you want me too?” You picked her up by her armpits, balancing her sock-clad feet on your thighs. She simply stared before, leaning forward and placing a small kiss to the corner of your mouth. You positively melted, hugging her close to your body and smiling against the chub of her arm.
“...H-how do you know she will be there for Sarang when she needs it? Does she even know how to properly take care of her? Are you going to let her discipline our child the way she wants to!?” Jihyo was red in the face, her eyes frantic as she felt displaced. You were slowly taking over her position as the first woman in Jungkook's life. You were entering his course of action, his vision, his obsession, pushing her aside to be his bitter ex-wife. She was losing control and she hated it. Jihyo’s voice started to raise in pitch as Jungkook removed her arms from him and placed them down by her sides.
“Jihyo…what happened to you?” Jungkook asked her softly. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. This wasn’t the girl he knew and loved. “I get it, it’s hard to let me go but you’re going to learn to have to. I did. This isn’t coming from a place of concern for our child and you know that.”
“I’m serious about Y/n Jihyo, I want her to be a part of my daily life and when it comes to Sarang she’s doing perfectly fine taking care of her for now,” He silenced Jihyo just as she opened her mouth to speak. “Me and Y/n are going to talk okay? I let her know about whatever boundaries you have and figure out what her intentions are for our future.”
“I think it’s best if you go now,” He spoke softly. “Just so we can clear our heads.”
“Oh so you’re choosing her over me now? Is that what this is?”
“Jihyo please! Stop trying to make everything an argument. I’m not choosing Y/n over you, you don’t have a position in my life that gives me the option to choose. You are the mother of my child and I will always love you for that, but Y/n is my hopeful future. Besides…you didn’t choose me,” His voice faltered slightly. “Even when I begged you to.”
Jungkook walked back into the party room, Jihyo in tow. You stood up quickly seeing the both of them, Sarang twisting her head to smile at her mother. She reached out for her and you passed her on, watching and Jihyo walked out of the room, apologising to the sweet girl for raising her voice around her.
You quietly turned your head to see Jungkook already watching you, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. You hovered awkwardly, your right leg coming up to scratch the back of your left calf out of nerves.
“C’mere,” Jungkook opened up his arms for you to walk into. You smiled, thankful there was no tension and circled your arms around his waist, resting your chin on his sternum.
“Everything okay?” You asked him.
Jungkook sighed, stepping back slightly to rest his forehead against yours. “Can we talk later? About us? After we put Sarang to bed.” He noticed your eyebrows furrowing and the corners on your lips droop down in worry, “It’s nothing bad I promise. I just want to know where your head’s at…” His voice dropped into a whisper, “Just so I know if you’re serious about this, like me.”
“You're serious about me?” You screeched, not bothering to hide your wide smile. “Jungkook! Oh my– thank god I was about to cry. I thought you didn’t want me in your life anymore.”
“No baby,” Jungkook laughed lightly, brushing your curls behind your ear. “I’m fighting for this, for us. I just want to know you’ll fight for me and Sarang too.” You nodded your head fiercely, so much so your foreheads bumped against one another.
“We should talk more later,” You decided, but not before capturing our lips against his. “I completely forgot I’m at work right now.”
“Ah yes, well I walk about before you just so we don’t look suspicious.”
You rolled your eyes at him for that, “Everyone already knows you bother me with kisses when you’re here.”
Jungkook simply smirked, pressing one last kiss to your lips before he walked out. “Me and Sarang will be waiting at 7 like always.”
That they were.
You walked up to Sarang’s window and knocked lightly seeing her look up shocked but instantly squealed when she recognised. Jungkook shrieked along with her but it wasn’t out of excitement to see you. You sat down in the car, pulling the door closed and turned to look at him. “I think I pissed myself.” He glared at you.
“Oh, do you want me to grab a nappy from the boot?” You made way to open the door before looking back at him laughing.
“Ha ha ha so funny. Sarang’s nappies wouldn’t fit me anyway.” He grumbled, earning him a weird look.
“Jungkook what-?”
“I don’t know, ignore that.”
“Dutifully ignored.” You nodded, turning back to entertain Sarang with mindless chatter. She babbled along, showing you the pretty bracelet Jungkook bought for her.
“Oh my, Sarangie it’s so pretty,” You gently held her wrist looking at the silver chain with a bunny and heart charm hanging off of it. Baby giggled, shaking her head with a little ‘Nuu’ and thrusted out her other wrist instead. This one adorned a bright pink princess bracelet with a yellow star smack bang in the middle that lit up when pressed, which Sarang kindly demonstrated for you.
“She got that one in a stupid magazine,” Jungkook rolled his eyes looking at the two of you through the rearview mirror. “It comes with that tiara which Miss Sarang didn’t need because she already has at least six at home.” He raised his voice to capture her attention.
Sarang blew raspberries back in response to his goading.
“Are you ready for Encanto my love,” You tickled her feet. Sarang kicked her feet in retaliation, giggling so much that she started to hiccup slightly. “Ah baby’s excited!!” You turned your head back to see Jungkook’s reaction but already caught him staring at the two of you. He turned his focus back onto the road, sticking his tongue out slightly as he made a left turn into their quiet neighbourhood.
You admired him, silently drooling over his veiny arms as they manoeuvred the wheel, his dark eyebrows making his eyes appear hooded and dangerous. Jungkook’s lips morphed into a smirk, a tell that you had been caught making you turn back to Sarang who had conveniently nodded off to sleep.
You felt Jungkook’s hand slid in between your thighs, gripping it ever so slightly. “You all good there baby?” He asked, glancing over at you for a split second before returning his focus back on the road.
“Mhmm,” You nodded, shifting ever so slightly. His hand started to creep higher ever so slightly making you hyper aware of the burning feeling left in its wake. “Jungkook,” You whined quietly, trapping his hand as it reached the very top of your thigh, too dangerously close to you know where.
“Yes darling,” He hummed, oblivious to the distress he was causing you.
“Jungkook, please. Not now, I can’t handle it now.” You were begging him as his fingers pushed your thighs apart. He chuckled ever so slightly, removing his hand as he turned into the driveway of his house, pulling into the garage.
“Your so sweet when you beg baby,” He turned off the ignition, turning to you. He leaned in close, taking both hands and cupping your cheeks. “My sweet whiny baby, I missed you so much this week.”
“I missed you too Koo,” You smiled. “You and Sarang.”
His eyes flickered to his sleeping angel and they melted into hazel puddles of adoration. “I’ll wake her up and you get that film on yeah?”
You nodded, “I’ll get changed first.”
Getting back from changing you were met with a puffy-faced Sarang, sitting on Jungkook's lap with her back pressed against his chest. You sat down, cuddling into his side and nuzzled the top of Sarang’s head. “Sorry I took too long, my hair got caught in one of the buttons.”
“Ah, yeah we heard you yelp,” Jungkook hummed passing you the remote.
“And you didn’t think to check on me?” You gasped sitting up slightly. Jungkook smiled teasingly, wrapping an arm around your waist and pressing his lips onto yours. You huffed turning away at the last second so his lips landed on your cheek instead, grabbing the remote to start Encanto.
That ‘start’ lasted all but 15 minutes before both you and Sarang dozed off again, worn out from the day’s events. Jungkook smiled softly, peering down at the two of you, with a soft smile. “I’m so lucky.”
He nudged you awake with kisses to your eyelids and pecks to your lips. You whined, of course, but let him stand up and guide you to Sarang’s nursery where you both lay her down, each kissing her forehead. You turned on her galaxy night light, before walking out with Jungkook and pulling the door slightly closed. Turning you saw him already staring at you with his palm outstretched. You took it, graciously, and let him sweep you up bridal style and carry you to his bedroom. “Jungkook!” You whisper shrieked, slapping his chest.
He lay you down on his bed, turning to take both his shirt and sweatpants off and climb under the covers with you.
“Movie didn’t last long at all huh?” You giggled, scooting closer and laying your head on his bare chest.
“We can try again tomorrow when my girl’s aren’t worn out. How was your leaving party?” He asked.
“It was sad,” You hummed. “I got lots of presents though! Jiung even bought me a couple new silk ribbons for my hair and Geum-hi got me some pretty earring and-”
“You like silk ribbons?” Jungkook cut you off, absentmindedly massaging your head to which you keened, pressing up against his hand.
“Yeah, they look pretty in my hair. I wore one–”
“The first time you came over yeah, I remember.” He smiled.
“You have a habit of cutting me off don’t you Jeon?”
“Mhm, I apologise darling.”
“You don’t seem sorry,” You noted, sitting up and observing his smug expression. He said nothing, simply cocking his eyebrow up and trailed his eyes down your body. You did the same, admiring his chiselled chest and the start of a sleeve on his right arm. It made you salivate thinking of that arm fully completed and touching you– wrapping itself around your waist, fingers in your hair as you knelt before him, wrapped snug around your throat or even making a mess of your pussy.
Slowly, you pushed the covers back, exposing his toned thighs and threw one leg over them so you were perched on top of his crotch. You leaned forward, imperceptibly close to his lips and smiled, “I guess I’ll just have to shut you up then.” before pressing your lips firmly against his. Jungkook moaned slightly, hips bucking up into you and catching you by surprise. The gasp that left you let him sneak in and play with your tongue. He battled with your own before moving back to take your bottom lip into your mouth and suck it lightly before leaving a teasing bite. His kisses travelled down your neck, pausing to nibble slightly in which you urged him to bite harder, craving the feel of his bruises as a reminder of now.
“Jungkook,” You breathed out, his hands creeping under your shirt to pull it over your head in one swift motion. You breasts bounced free, large hands reaching up to cup them and lips pressing sweet kisses to your puffy nipples.
“Pretty,” He hummed, looking back up at you with a smile. You rolled your eyes, pushing him back and shimmying down his body till you were face to face with his crotch. “What are you up to baby,” he cupped your chin, making your eyes meet as you toyed with the waistband of his boxers.
“Wanna suck your cock,” You murmured, high on lust and anticipation. “Want it in my mouth,” You pulled down his boxers, gasping in delight when it slapped up against his stomach. “Cum down my throat tonight? Please?” You pouted only staring at his pretty cock.
You heard no reply.
Your eyes flickered over to him, meeting his heavy gaze. He slowly shook his head, using his left hand to tangle into your hair and guide you to his dick. You opened your mouth obediently, kitten licking the tip and savouring the oddly sweet taste of his precum on your tongue. “You said you wanted it in your mouth baby, go ahead….choke on sir’s cock or I won’t fuck you tonight.”
Your eyes instantly brightened up, “You’re ready?” You beamed at him.
“Only if you’re a good girl and do as I say.” He tutted, taking his cock in his own hand and guiding your mouth onto it. It didn’t matter really, whether or not you were a ‘good girl’, you knew he wouldn’t be able to resist anyway. You sucked lightly, teeth grazing the tip of his bulbous head before fully wrapping your lips around him, bobbing your head up and down. You whined not being able to fit the full thing in your mouth and Jungkook chuckled, stroking your cheek as tears started to build up on your waterline. “You’ll learn, baby don’t worry.” He consoled you by bucking his hips up once so his cock kissed the back of your throat.
You moaned at the feeling, your hand moving up to grip his thigh while the other wrapped around the base of his cock and worked on what you couldn’t reach.
“Such a good girl for me,” Jungkook hissed. “Such a darling sucking my fat cock. You like it baby? Wanna choke on my cock?”
You nodded fiercely, lifting up to gasp “Yes sir, wanna choke on your pretty cock please, want you to cum down my throat sir,” You wasted no time, licking up the underside of his shaft before enveloping his cock with your lips once more. Jungkook moaned loudly, slapping a hand over his mouth as you gained momentum, his cock getting deeper with each thrust. You urged him to continue, whining and squirming as his hips worked his cock into your mouth time and time again. You could feel your pussy throbbing, rutting your needy hips against the frictionless air.
“Keep going baby,” Jungkook gasped out, feeling himself start to lose control. He threw himself back, one arm thrown over his face with his teeth digging into it to conceal his moans. Hips thrusted up, you balancing yourself on your knees to keep your pace, refusing to let up until he was finished.
“Perfect fucking little cumslut,” He groaned. “I’m gonna cum down your throat baby. I’ll make you gag with it all I promise just keep-fuck just like that.”
His pants grew quicker in pace, his hands flying down to tangle in your hair as his fat cock pounded into your mouth. You looked up at him with teary eyes, mentally cringing at the drool smeared across your cheeks and couldn’t help but moan at the image before you. This glorious man was fucking your mouth, abs taut, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, eyebrows furrowed and the tips of his hair getting damp. The whines that left your mouth were uncontrollable, begging him to cum down your throat as one of your hands slid down to cup your pussy, trying to relieve tension.
“I-I’m coming oh my god,” Jungkook groaned, forcing your head down so his cum had nowhere to go but down your throat. He lifted off after a few seconds, using your hair to pull your head back. “Show me baby,” and you opened your mouth letting him see the cum pooling in your mouth.
“Taste good?” He asked and you nodded, swallowing it down before showing him your empty mouth once more.
“Thank you sir, thank you so much.” You smiled, moving closer to press your lips against his. Jungkook met you in the middle, gladly, pulling you up so you lay on the bed as he clambered over you, not once stopping his full kisses.
“So pretty with my cum in your mouth baby,” His hands wasted no time sliding under the waistband of your panties. His fingers met with your engorged clit, rubbing it in slow tantalising circles, eyes trained on your face as he watched your scrunched up eyes and lips part with small pants.
“You look so pretty too,” You whispered, afraid raising your voice any louder would make the never-ending need between you vanish. “So sexy when you grabbed my head and fucked my mouth sir,” Jungkook hummed, urging you to continue as he pulled off your ruined underwear. “I love it when I make you lose control, when I make you cum,” You were squirming around, feeling Jungkook pressing kisses all around your face and his fingertips dipping into your honey before bringing it back up to rub your clit.
“You drive me insane my darling,” Jungkook whispered in your ear and pressed a soft kiss against it. “I want you all the time, all I do is think about you, you, you. Did you know that? Do you know sir can’t stop thinking about how fucking sweet your cunt tastes or how tight it feels around me? I can’t concentrate on anything when I’m at work when all I want to do is pound your pussy till you’re crying,”
His words quickened your pants, your hips bucking up trying to get his slithe fingers to dip into your hole but Jungkook knew you too well and used his arm to press your hips down. He worked his kisses down, making sure to pay extra attention to your nipples before he ordered you to play with them while he ate you out.
“Hello my sweet girl,” Jungkook hummed, spreading your fat lips and pressing a kiss onto your throbbing clit. That kiss turned into forceful sucks, his lips closing in on your clit while his fingers found your hole once more and teasingly dipped in and out. You cried out a beg, pleading with him to fuck your with his hand making Jungkook let up with a smirk. “You want it that bad?” You nodded your head furiously, feeling like you might start sobbing if his fingers didn’t enter you soon.
“Please…please Jungkookie…I need you,” You pouted, making him lose his last straw.
His tongue met with your sweet hole, lapping at the slick you were producing before the very tip moved back to circle around your clit. Slowly three of his fingers entered your pussy and without warning he curved them up and started his relentless thrusting. You grabbed the pillow next to your head, mindful of the sleeping baby down the hall and moaned, cried, screamed into it as Jungkook's fingertips searched tirelessly for that spongy spot that he knew would make you squirt for him. “There, there, right there please baby,” Your hips ground down onto his face, on hand gripping the back of his head as your pussy covered every inch of him in your slick. His nose met with your clit a couple times, coupled with the numerous nudges of your g-spot did you let the pillow fall and interlock both your hands at the back of his head.
“Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop,” You seethed, feeling your orgasm tetering on the very edge. You looked down not aware of what you were expecting but the sight made a whine leave your throat. Jungkook’s eyes were completely closed, utterly fixated on pleasing your cunt, his head bobbing up and down as he licked and sucked at your clit ( which with time you realised was his favourite thing ) but was threw you was the sight of his hips grinding down against the bed sheet and his cock peeking out its drooling tip every so slightly and Jungkook’s small whimpers every time his cock would spurt just a tiny amount of precum.
Your orgasm washed over you completely, managing to grab the pillow and scream into it just as gushes of cum erupted from you. Your bones felt like mush and your body resonated with pure love and desire as you let the pillow fall and your eyes locked onto your obsession. Jungkook sat back on his knees, admiring your creamy pussy with the lower half of his face, neck and chest soaking with your release. Your eyes however trailed down his chest to his love-red cock, so heavy it was hanging between his thighs and moaned at the sight.
He noticed, of course he did. So naturally he gripped the base of his cock, hissing as he slid his hand up and down making sure to twist at the head slightly, just as you taught him to do, while using his pre-cum as lubricant. You spread your legs further, whimpering pleas for him to just fuck you like a whore- his whore. “Such a greedy baby…” Jungkook chuckled low, crawling closer to you, eyes on your dripping cunt, watching the cream slide down and make more of a mess. “I’m gonna fuck you now darling, do you know what that means?”
You shook your head.
“I fuck you now I keep you forever,” His cock met with your pussy, sliding it up and down, mixing his precum with your honey. “Are you ready for that?”
“Only if I get to keep you,” You tilted your head to the side, turning your body around and sticking your ass up in the air.
“Fuck baby,” His hands gripped your ass cheeks pulling them apart. “I’m fucking yours.” He climbed over you, cock sliding between your asscheeks before taking a hold of it and pushing it into your hole. You weren’t entirely sure what you were expecting but the delicious burning stretch of his fat cock breaching your walls was a feeling you were going to commit to memory. The two of you moaned softly in tandem, Jungkook resting his forehead on your back as he slowly pushed in further, biting his bottom lip to stop himself from moaning out loud.
“ ‘S so big,” You whined, clenching your pussy around him making Jungkook’s hips buck in. He yelped, sitting up to grab a hold of your hips and lightly swatted your asscheek.
“Don’t do that baby,” He hissed, “I don’t wanna cum just yet.”
Using your hips as an anchor, Jungkook slowly thrusted in and out, building up a rhythm and soon he was fucking into you with vigour. You arms were shaky as they tried to hold your body up but as his thrusts started to quicken you fell forward into the pillow, resting your head to the side as you whined, dirty little “uh-uh’s” leaving your lips making Jungkook’s cock twitch inside. “You’re a nasty little cockslut,” He hissed near your ear, “Is my cock making you stupid baby?”
“Y-yes sir,” You moaned breathily, “Wanna be dirty for you if that’s what you like,”
“I like you in every way,” His hands travelled to your breasts, gripping them and pulling your body up so your ass rested against his thighs, back to his chest, as he fucked up into you. “Like it when you're nasty, like it when you're bratty but I love it when you’re mine. My cockslut, my darling,” He punctuated his words with hard thrusts that nudged your g-spot making you slap a hand over your mouth to conceal your screams. His gruff voice panting in your ear made you dizzy with a forgien lust you couldn’t begin to explain.
“Play with your tits baby, I want you to play with your nipples like I play with your clit. Can you do that? Can you follow me?” You nodded, your trembling hands cupping your breasts and cool fingers grazing over your puffy nipples. Your eyes closed as you threw your head back onto his shoulder, obsessed with the feeling of his hands on your body, sliding down as they reached your cunt. His fingers started to rub in circles on your clit, so you did the same with your nipples, the coupled feeling pushing you to a more sinful route of pleasure. You voiced how you felt, begging Jungkook to keep making you feel like this and he obliged, promising you that he was a slave to your pleasure.
Your orgasm was creeping up on you, your cunt clenching around Jungkook’s pussy uncontrollably was a give away. Knowing this, Jungkook pulled out of you and laid you down on your back, hushing your pitiful whimpers by sliding in once more. He lifted both your thighs so they wrapped around his waist and thank god for the gracious curve of his cock that hit your g-spot repeatedly making you thrash around in pleasure. “Jungkook I can’t,” You cried, tears dropping down your cheeks. “Can’t take it,”
“Yes you can darling, you can. I told you I’m gonna fuck you till your crying and I intend to keep that promise.”
“You’re gonna fuck me forever right,” You’re hazy mind thirsted for reassurance. “Because Jungkookie, if you leave me now I’ll…n-never be happy again,” You gasped out. “I want you always, and,” He thrusts slowed down as his eyes never left yours, listening attentively. “...everything that comes with you.”
“I have to be the only woman in your life, do you understand? And I’ll… I’ll stay.” You watched as his own eyes welled up with tears, his throat clogged up with emotion he was bursting to say. So instead he resumed his motions, lying his body on top of yours and buried his face into your neck as his hips never strayed away from yours for more than a couple seconds.
“I’ll be better than Jihyo,” You sniffed, gripping onto him selfishly. “I’ll love you better, take care of you better…please you better.” Your hips fell into a rocking motion, back and forth you both went in tune with each other's bodies.
“You’re already better than Jihyo,” He whispered. “Y/n you’re it for me. Fuck Jihyo, I couldn’t care less about her when I have you. I have you and fuck,” He started to pound into you relentlessly, taking one of his hands and bringing it down to clit and rubbing it furiously. “...I’m going to make cum, make sure this cunt can only fit me, cry for me, squirt for me,” He was delirious with want, mumbling his desires while watching your face contort into one of extreme pleasure.
“I’m going to fucking cum Jungkook,” You whined, already feeling squirts of cum escape your pussy. “Please make me cum, please, please make it yours.”
“That’s right baby, milk my cock come on, you can do it.”
‘Y-you gonna cum inside?”
“Gonna make a fucking mess of your insides and clean you up.” You clenched around him and that was it. Jungkook shoved his face into the pillow next to you, guttural groans leaving him as he slammed his hips into yours. You smiled feeling the warmth of his cum filling you up and brought a hand to your stomach, rolling your eyes back as you felt the tip of his dick pressing against your palm.
“Dick’s so fucking big,” You slurred making Jungkook chuckle. His body convulsed for another few moments before he was sliding out of you, the both of you hissing at the feeling, and quickly made his way down and started to lick your cum all up.
You whined as you sat up to watch him, your spent cunt sensitive to his ministrations but Jungkook refused to stop until you came for him one last time. As you pushed out small globs of cum Jungkook immediately licked it up, making you moan at his lewd behaviour. “You’re gonna watch me make you cum okay baby? Don’t care how nasty it is. Pretty girls deserve to cum.”. He took four fingers, pushing them into your cunt and out again making sure you watched as strings of your cum mixed together followed his fingers. He did this again and again, you pushing out more and more of his cum and him licking it all up.
“Prettier than Jihyo?” You whispered moments after.
“Prettier face and prettier cunt than Jihyo baby,” He brought his head down to start lapping at your hole, while his fingers swiped over your clit repeatedly. It wasn’t long before you felt your orgasm creeping up on you and you only managed to gasp out a warning before you started to squirt, your trembling thighs closing in around his hand. Your body convulsed, Jungkook soothingly rubbing the side of your thighs, his lips never once leaving your pussy and covering it in kisses.
Once you finally relaxed, your head lulled to the side, exhaustion taking over your body. Jungkook left for a few moments, your ears faintly picking up on running water before he came back and spread your legs open. You whined in protest but soon felt a cool rag wiping you down. Once finished Jungkook picked you up, walking to the bathroom and stepping into the bathtub with you on his lap. You hummed in delight, turning over so you were chest-to-chest and placed your head in the crook of his neck. “We didn’t have our talk.” You mumbled to him, eyes on the brink of closing.
“It can wait, sleep for now. I know I tired you out.” He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.
The next morning you were met with clean sheets and small hands squeezing your cheeks together. You opened your eyes to see Sarang and Jungkook staring back at you. You felt content with the three of you. Baby babbling “Good morning” while Jungkook asked what you wanted to eat.
This was perfect, you thought to yourself, hugging the small girl to your chest. Mismatched, unexpected but perfect.
hi hi!! thank you so much for reading if you got to the end of this fic <3 this has been my baby since december and it’s now april and it’s finally here !!
if you would like any more from this trio please do let me know!! i have two other smaller ( i hope ) fics that i have planned to write
i would love any feedback or comments, this is my first fic in a long time and i know i could do so much better so any feedback is appreciated
send me an ask if you miss this couple because they miss you too!!
lastly thank you to miss hannah [ @jiminrings ] the only person i’ve told about this fic on tumblr and irl for your patience and support!! mwah i love youuu
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Ex- Babydoll
<Babydoll series> [1]
KTH (KIM TAEHYUNG) One shot smut.
Warning ⚠️: DO NOT read it you are not 18+ and adult (Mature content)
DO NOT copy.
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HIS EX- BABYDOLL
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I took a deep breath when I stepped into the elevator, The elegant white ceiling light and the smell of cologne filled my nostrils as there were almost five men in the elevator and I awkwardly stared at the closing doors of the elevator.
It was great when I was about to enter the elevator but now it was a bit awkward because all the five eyes were on me and small whispers were audible to me even though they shouldn't be.
"She is pretty."
"Oh, I have seen her somewhere before too."
"Where?"
"I don't remember.."
They whispered to each other as I tightened my grip on my files, frowning a bit. How does he know me? I'm not a pornstar to be known to every other guy. I rolled my eyes to myself as the doors of the elevator opened and I immediately walked out, not in a rush but like a working woman should walk, a soon-to-be personal secretary of the CEO of this prestigious company.
Finally, I was here, going to give the interview of the personal secretary of the CEO to the CEO himself. I haven't seen him before, well so many people know about him, told me that he is really good-looking. I was nervous as my heels clicked through the black marble of the hallway as I walked towards the cabin of the CEO.
I was nervous, my hands were a bit shaky as I knocked on the door of the cabin and there was a golden nameplate beside the dark wooden door.
Mr. Kim (CEO)
I was nervous and a deep voice came from inside, "Come in.." But the thing was that the voice was so familiar and I opened the door.
I parted my lips to speak but stood frozen at my spot when our eyes met. Kim Taehyung, yeah the nameplate obviously ment him right?
Fucking no why my ex-boyfriend, I knew he was going to be the CEO of his father's company but never knew that it was this company!
He did it on purpose? Did he? His gaze never left me as the pen in hand stopped writing on the paper he was working on as his lips were parted a bit, eyes shining in hope or something... I gulped as I took a step forward from the door frame. The nib of the pen he was holding was glued to the paper still.
I can't just let it slide just because he is my ex- boyfriend, even though his eyes still made my heart skip a beat. "Um, I.. I was here for the interview.." Obviously I will never let the fucking job slide like this because I was working my ass off for this and for the paymant too.
His lips parted even more as he placed the pen on the table and nodded immediately. "O-Oh, yeah, right... Please come have a seat."
My hands were even more shaky when I walk inside and took a chair in front of him, across him.
"For what?" He asked as he blinked, he look totally lost for words after seeing me, but if he did it on purpose, why is he being shocked?
I raised my eyebrows as he asked that and I placed my files on the table as I cleared my throat. "For secretary." I was trying to sound professional but his gaze on me was making me weak a bit.
"Oh.. okay I... I didn't knew that, actually.." He bite down his lower lip a bit as he continue again. "I told Jimin to select the candidates." I frowned.
"But there was no one other then me outside.." I see, Jimin know that we used to date because he was Taehyung's childhood best friend and now maybe works here.
Taehyung looked away and cleared his throat and he looked back at me, confused gaze changed to a bit serious and professional. He knew that he did it on purpose and he knew that I know that Jimin did it on purpose. He opened the files and looked through it and closed it after few seconds, I know why... Because he already knows about me, everything.
"Miss. Y/N." I see he is trying to be professional but I know he was feeling something and he knows I am too. "Do you have a boyfriend?" What the hell?!
"Huh?" Why his voice is professional and question is personal. "I asked, do you have a boyfriend? Or perhaps married?" He asked again, little did he know I can never think of it after we separated.
"No.." I said in a neutral voice as he nodded and stood up, his eyes getting darker. "Do you like anyone?" He walk around his table and moved towards me and lean over the table while facing me, beside me as he was stared down at me.
"I'm here for a job, Mr. Kim.. Please don't ask personal questions." I stated as I looked up at him and my palms were literally sweaty and there was again a weird feeling in my stomach which I forgot used to exist when we were together.
He titled his head a bit as he run a hand through his hair and frowned a little. "Just tell me already... And don't call me that." He spoke in a bit annoyed voice.
"Why?" I stood up and crossed my arms as I stared at him, more like a glare. He step forward towards me and his hand moved over my jawline and held my chin up more as he pulled me closer by that and to meet his gaze properly as he glared.
"Just as bold as before.. babydoll?" His gaze drift from my eyes to my lips to my gaze again. "Tell me, there is no one, Tell me there is no one in your life." He lean closer, our lips were about to touch as my heart was pounding in my chest.
"My babydoll, I missed you so much... Tell me, you don't like anyone." His eyes met mine again, his voice getting husky and deeper as his other hand slide over my waist and he pulled me close against his chest. He is doing this, why is he doing this? Didn't he got anyone after me?
"Why? Don't you get anyone after me?" I try to pull away as he tighten his grip around my waist and he was staring into my soul. "I can never." He whispered as he came closer, our lips were almost brushing..
"No, I don't like anyone." I said in low voice as his other hand left my chin and untie my high ponytail and he run his hand through my hair. "You know, you are the most beautiful and boldest girl I ever know, babydoll." He said and he leaned closer to his lips near my ear as he whispered again,
"This moment will slip and I will loss you again... I don't want that, you were, are, and will be mine forever." He said in a possessive voice. My heart was like it is going to burst by beating this fast, the feeling was again inside me, the feeling of having him close again.
He spun me around and he chest pressed against my back. "Tell me you missed me too, tell me you still want me, tell me you still love me." I gulped as he moved my hair over my shoulder and his hands slide inside my top making my eyes go wide.
My heart skipped a bit as I closed my eyes and let it happen, I want to... No no I need to be touched and loved by him again, I want to be his forever which I always dreamt to when we were together.
"I do.." I whispered and he didn't wasted any second as he placed a kisses on my neck and take off my top... Including my bra making my cheeks pressing on the wall as he slide off my shirt and my panties desperatly.
"You're so wet for me just like how you used to just for me." His husky voice made my heart skip a heavy beat and my breath hissed as he teased my pussy while his chest pressed on my back...
"My babydoll never changed, did she? I missed her so fucking much." His voice was growly as he gritted his teeth and making me gasp and moan by his fingers.
"I want to be inside you." He whispered in my ear as I gasped lightly when he just pressed his thumb at the right spot, he still knows the soft and sensitive spot, he knows how to make me weak in his arms. I curved out my ass cheeks more for him, begging for his cock to go inside me.
He teased me with his cockhead. "I missed you being tight around me, you begging for more and to go rough." He said in a chuckling voice making me blush as I gulped and speak up after a while. "Me too." I said in a gaspy and low voice as he held my hips.
"I can't take it anymore. I fucking missed you so much..." He pushed inside me as I gasped and he started fucking a bit rougher then how he used to do before.
"Fuck." I shut my eyes tightly and he buried himself deeper, savouring the feeling of being inside me and I fisted my hands against the wall.
"Feeling this after a long time, babydoll? Didn't have anyone after me?" He asked in a seductive voice as he wrapped his arms around my waist and moved back all the way to just slam back deep inside making me whimper and weak in his arms.
"N-No, Never." My eyes got a bit teary by the force as I trembled by his cock and my voice cracked, My eyes dizzy, hands shaky and face flashed while lips parted begging for more. Just to tell him how fucking much this pussy wanted when he was gone.
"Huh." He chuckled lightly against my ear as he had me tight against his chest while he started thrusting inside faster making me moan and gasp. "Just be mine again, be my fucking secratary and feel these things three times a day, babydoll." His husky and super deep voice felt a shiver down my spine as he pound into me while growling dirty things in my ears.
"I missed this..." I said in a gaspy, low voice while looking at him over my shoulder and his grip tightened around me as he gave a last thrust, releasing inside me and pressed his lips on mine to make both of us silent or otherwise people outside could hear us.
"Next rounds at my place as my girlfriend aka secratary..."
He smirked as he pulled away from the kiss and pulled outside me, "Oh mine! I missed this view so damn much!" He stared at my pussy from behind as it was dripping with his cum and I was still staring at him over my shoulder, my face flashed and my legs shaky.
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quarantine w/ jk.
jeongguk is your roommate
you’ve lived together for half a year, and you’ve gotten used to his habits fairly easily
he’s cool, but he tends to do strange things (like putting his mouth on your thighs, arms, or tummy and biting gently)
he’s like a teething baby in a man’s body
the two of you watch a few shows together over the course of a few days to pass the time
that gets old extremely quickly
the both of you definitely get bored, just like everybody else
being inside with him is fun for a while though, but he’s either playing a game, doing some sort of workout, or trying to fuck you
you don’t mind any of that really, but you don’t understand how someone could manage to want to have that much sex in a day
so, you tell him that he’s going to have to find some other route to entertainment, which he gets very upset at
“There’s nothing else to do!”
you suggest a fun game of twister
he tells you that may be one of the lamest things he’s heard
you get tired of it and tell him to occupy himself
he then suggests a slight change to your suggested game
“...Why don’t we play with some baby oil?”
you twist your face up in confusion and distaste
you ask him why he would suggest playing twister with baby oil while being fully dressed
he rolls his eyes at your naivety and then quickly tugs his shirt over his head
“Naked twister, dumbass.”
you had gotten used to seeing him shirtless after living with him for only two weeks, so this was no shock-- the boy really loved being shirtless
it WAS a shock to you though when he tugged his boxers off like it was nothing
you quickly turned your back to him
he grabbed your shoulder and tugged you so you were facing him again
you glanced up at the ceiling to avoid seeing that gigantic fucking thing dangling between his legs
you weren’t even LOOKING at him and you could see it
he gripped your chin in his hand and forced you to make eye contact with him
you raised an eyebrow in defiance
he smirked at your attitude
“It’ll be fun. I promise.”
you agreed for some dumb reason
so here the two of you were
naked
oily
and laid out in the living room with a twister mat on the ground
the baby oil definitely made things interesting to say the least
he’s probably attempted to ‘accidentally’ brush his dick against you multiple times
you wouldn’t mind though, but you’d never tell him that
he flicked the spinner
“Right hand, yellow.”
this is where shit hit the fan
he attempted to slide his hand under your ass to get to the yellow circle, but you began to tremble as he neared your pussy
like he was really, REALLY close to touching your clit
you fell
he called you weak for losing the game over something like that
you asked him to go for another round
of course, he agreed
you waited until you had to move your hand under him to get to the color the spinner landed on
instead of reaching for the color, though, you grabbed his dick instead
he instantly collapsed
you smirked, repeating his own words to him that he spoke to you moments ago
“I don’t lose.”
you hummed, asking him if he was sure since it really seemed as though he just lost the game
“Last round. We’re going again.”
he flicked the spinner again
you watched it carefully to see what it’d land on
he took this opportunity to slam your back against the mat
“I told you, I don’t lose.”
you tell him that he just did
you squirm under him, but his grip on your wrists only tightens
you suggest playing hide and seek instead, because you were beginning to grow tired of this game
he hums and begins to trail his way down your body
you jolt immediately and ask him what the hell he’s trying to do
“I’m hiding my face between your legs.”
(should i do these for the other members? if so, comment who i should do next!)
watch and learn. (m)
pairing: kim taehyung x jeon jungkook x reader
genre: smut, (maybe some fluff? if you squint and turn your phone upside down, idk)
word count: 4k
warnings: dominant tae, slightly less dominant jk (or is he?), reader is older than kook (only by a few months) titties, jungkook does a full 180, (crazy), EXTREME plot twist, i think that’s it?
summary: jungkook wants to learn how to fuck, and you and your boyfriend would be more than happy to teach him.
request by my dearest @taesluttt.
“How long ‘til he gets here?” You asked Taehyung, as you continued to scroll through your Instagram feed while swinging your legs over the side of his bed.
He raised an eyebrow and looked over his shoulder, a small smirk on his face as he glanced at your reflection through the mirror he was standing in front of.
He bit his lips and ran his pointer finger along them as he smiled a bit. You were just so pretty.
He asked you to doll yourself up a bit a few hours ago.
Of course you didn’t need to, but he always enjoyed the sight of your legs when you were clad in some pretty lingerie of his choosing. He decided to go with black for today, because supposedly it was the kid’s favorite color. You didn’t really mind, because black was one of your favorite colors as well.
Taehyung turned and walked toward you. You raised an eyebrow at him as you looked up from your phone screen, watching with curious eyes as he placed his hands on either side of your thighs and leaned forward until he was nose to nose with you.
“Why do you want to know so bad, anyway?” He challenged, his lips twisted in a wry smile as he placed a chaste kiss to your lips.
You rolled your eyes, although you couldn’t hold back the smile grazing your lips.
“If we’re going to be helping your friend out, why would I not want to know when he’s coming?” You responded, Taehyung not registering a single word you say as he grazes one of his large hands over your right breast.
You hummed in appreciation at the small touch, leaning back a bit to allow him to caress you further.
“Yeah, whatever, but he knows his place.” He pinched at your nipple through your clothing, opening his mouth to say something else when his phone dinged in his back pocket.
Excitement began to stir in your chest. You were almost certain that was him.
“You better be sure that you know yours, too.” He shot you a small glare as he began to fish for his phone.
Taehyung knew how you got whenever you were given someone else’s attention, and if he had to cut in between the two of you and tell the kid to high tail it the fuck home, then he would.
He didn’t think that would be necessary, though. Jungkook had always been a shy boy.
You watched your boyfriend’s eyes bounce around while he read the message on the screen. You turned over your shoulder and placed your phone down on the desk next to the bed
“He’s outside.” Taehyung exhaled slowly as he tucked his phone back into his pocket and began to head out of the room to go and grab Jungkook.
“Awesome! I’ll bring him up.” You shot off of the bed and began to follow Taehyung, hot on his trail when he turned and grabbed your wrist and pushed you back toward the bed.
“Hell no. Stay right there and lose some of that happiness.” You pouted.
“I’m supposed to be enticing though, aren’t I?” You giggled as Taehyung visibly began to grow more irritated with every second that passed.
“It’s just a little tease, babe.” His phone dinged again in his back pocket.
He sighed in frustration.
“You’re keeping our guest waiting.” He spoke nonchalantly, as he quickly swooped down to grab your waist and hoist you up over his shoulder, taking a few steps forward before throwing you onto the bed with a bit of force.
“Jealous much?” You asked after you got ahold of yourself, brushing your hair out of your face in distaste as it had gotten stuck to your lipgloss.
Taehyung laughed, his hand on the doorknob of his bedroom door as he narrowed his eyes at you.
“Don’t make me embarrass you, _____.” He smiled sarcastically before slamming the door shut.
You could hear his loud footsteps retreating down the hallway as he got further and further away from the door.
Well, maybe you wanted him to embarass you.
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For some reason, it took Taehyung about five minutes before he brought Jungkook inside. You could hear the two of them talking through the door.
They had been there for a while, and you were tempted to press your ear against it and take a quick listen, but knowing your luck Taehyung would open the door and send you flying backward toward the floor.
Instead, you busied yourself by spreading your limbs out over the bed in a comfortable, yet sensual position. You were sure this would be a surprise to both Jungkook and Taehyung.
So, you laid on your side, one of your elbows pressed into the sheets of the bed as you propped your head up on your hand, and the other placed loosely around your waist.
You pushed your ass out just a bit. This would be more fun for both you and Jungkook if Taehyung was just a little upset.
“I’m not going to deny you of anything since you’re still learning, but I will reprimand you if you do something I don’t like.” Taehyung’s voice was crystal clear now, your heartbeat racing as he turned the doorknob it what felt like slow motion.
Once he finally pushed the door open, you exhaled slowly and began to tap your fingers against the side of your thigh teasingly.
Taehyung was not surprised in the slightest at the position you had twisted yourself into, much to your dismay. He expected you to thrive off of the attention given to you by the younger boy.
“And of course, this is _____.” Taehyung spoke slowly, head cocked to the side and arms crossed as he watched Jungkook’s every more, wondering what he was going to do next.
“Oh, God.” The shy boy muttered, a blush creeping up onto his cheeks as he instantly shot his head down to the floor, rocking back and forth on the heels of his feet to avoid eye contact with you.
You had never seen the boy in person, only through pictures of him Taehyung showed you beforehand. He was very attractive on a screen, but those pictures didn’t even come close to the image that was right in front of you.
You giggled at his decision to stare at the ground, shooting Taehyung a questioning glance as you were unsure of what to do next.
“Look at her, Kook. It’s alright.” Taehyung encouraged the boy, nudging him forward by pressing his elbow into the boy’s spine.
He shyly stepped closer to you, eyes still trained on the ground.
“Look up.” Taehyung roughly commanded, to which Jungkook readily obeyed.
His head was raised, but he wasn’t looking at you. He was looking over your head.
‘Cute.’ You thought to yourself, as you decided to take matters into your own hands.
You threw your legs over the edge of Taehyung’s bed, slowly and sensually, bending down just a tad bit as you did so because you knew your tits would look amazing from the angle that the kid was standing at.
He made no eye contact with you still, even as you took small steps over to him, and stood right in front of him with your arms crossed underneath your chest.
“Hey,” You began, tilting the kid’s chin down with your pointer finger to coax him to meet your eyes.
He bit his bottom lip as his large doe eyes met yours, his hands fiddling nervously at the pockets of his pants as you stared at him intensely.
You heard Taehyung inhale sharply from behind the two of you. You broke eye contact with Jungkook for a moment to shoot your boyfriend a warning glare, but when Jungkook tried to turn his head to see what the issue was, you quickly tugged his chin back toward the front and held it between your fingers, so he had no choice but to look at you now.
“Let’s get started then, shall we?” Taehyung clapped, the sound excessively loud. Jungkook jumped at the sound, and you resisted the urge to coo at his cuteness.
You kept your fingers on Jungkook’s chin, the younger boy’s eyes still on you, although yours were on Taehyung as he walked to stand beside the two of you, although he was a good distance away.
“I’m letting you take the reigns, Kookie.” You raised an eyebrow at Taehyung’s use of nicknames. You were almost sure that he was constantly using them to remind Jungkook that he wasn’t in total charge.
“I’m not going to touch either of you, but I am going to guide you. Do you understand?” Jungkook nodded shyly.
A question had been floating in the back of your head ever since he stepped foot into the bedroom, but you weren’t sure if you should ask it.
There was a thick silence in the room.
“Jungkook, are you a virgin?” The words tumbled out of your mouth before you could stop them.
You watched as he cringed a bit at your words, and you immediately regretted even asking the question by this point.
“Seriously? Do I seem that inexperienced?” He asked quietly, still nervously fidgeting with his hands.
Well, you couldn’t deny that you thought he was, but maybe you could sugarcoat it a bit.
“Well....maybe you’re just a little shy, y’know? But that’s what you’re here for anyway! We’re going to break you out of your shell.” You encouraged him, running your thumb gently along his cheek with a small smile.
He returned the smile, leaning into your touch like a sleepy puppy as he kept eye contact with you.
Unbeknownst to you, Taehyung was sporting a sinister smile as he watched the interaction occur.
He cleared his throat and stepped closer to the two of you, returning back to his teacher aura.
“Why don’t we start with a bit of foreplay, Kook?” Taehyung suggested, the younger of the two responding with a brief nod.
Taehyung cocked his head to the side as he glanced down at Jungkook’s hands, shaking his head in disapproval at the awkward position he held himself in.
“You need to get her warmed up, Jungkook. Now would be a good time to use your hands.” Taehyung commented, as Jungkook broke eye contact with you for a moment to look at your boyfriend.
“What?” Taehyung asked, rather abruptly.
“A-Anywhere?” Jungkook stuttered. Taehyung couldn’t hold back the laugh that was bubbling in chest.
“Yes, kid. Anywhere.” Jungkook continued to look at Taehyung for a moment, before directing his attention back to you.
By now, you had dropped your hand from his chin down to his shoulder.
Jungkook looked back to Taehyung again.
“C-can I p-put them--”
“Don’t ask me. Do what you want.” Taehyung shrugged.
You were a bit taken aback by his apparent forwardness, but you were even more taken aback by the way Jungkook’s hands flew to your tits immediately, as he began to gently mold them between his hands through your thin lace bra.
He broke his gaze away from your chest as he glanced down at you, making sure that you were enjoying his touches before continuing.
“Is it... is it okay if I do this?” He asked, as he hesitantly pulled the bra down, underneath your breasts as he began to lightly tug your nipples between his thumbs and pointer fingers.
You laughed breathlessly, swallowing a whimper that was on the verge of falling out of your mouth.
“Yes, Kookie. God, that’s more than okay.” You opened your eyes, not even realizing you had closed them.
You brought your hands up to his chest, scraping your nails lightly against his torso. Your eyes widened once you were literally able to feel his abs through the shirt he was wearing.
You brought your hands down to his crotch, as you began to lightly caress his cock through his pants.
This little movement spurred Jungkook on, as he let out a small moan while leaning forward to attach his mouth to one of your nipples.
“Oh, shit.” You moaned, your hands stilling for a moment as his hot tongue lapped eagerly around the small bud.
He grew even more bold with his actions, looking up at you through those pretty lashes of his as he bit down and your nippled and tugged.
Hard.
“Fuck, where did all of this confidence come from?” You spoke, although it was a jumbled mess.
He moved to the other nipple, which just so happened to be the more sensitive one.
You melted into Jungkook, although he easily caught you in his arms and held all of your body weight as he continued his teasing of your nipples.
“This is perfect. She’s vulnerable, so try going for a sweet spot.” Taehyung stalked even closer to the two of you, practically in the little bubble that you and Jungkook created.
“Like her neck...” Taehyung whispered into the youngest’s ear, before pulling away with a slight chuckle.
You were already bearing your neck to Jungkook (unintentionally), so it didn’t take much of anything for him to bring his fingers back to your nipples as he busied his mouth with your neck.
You let out a sound that was a mixture between a whimper and a moan as your knees buckled, and your legs went lax as you pushed more of your weight against Jungkook.
“How does that feel?” Jungkook asked, although his tiny voice was slightly muffled due to his lips and tongue being pressed against your neck, but you understood him well enough.
“S-so good, Kookie. Fuck.” You whined.
Jungkook lets out a grunt, and he pulls away from you.
“I really don’t like being called that, you know?” He cocked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow, pieces of his hair falling in front of his face as he looked at you with annoyance written all over his features.
“I--what?” You responded, completely confused by his sudden change of demeanor.
You were so confused that you didn’t even bother to pull your bra back up to cover your tits, so Jungkook took advantage of this and stared at them shamelessly while you tried to conjure up an answer to his question.
“My name is Jungkook. Don’t fucking baby me.” Your eyeballs bulged out of their sockets as you stuck your neck forward a bit to see if you were hearing him correctly.
“What the hell is going on?” You glanced over at Taehyung, although he just shrugged, amused at your confusion, and motioned his hand back over in Jungkook’s direction, silently telling you to place your gaze back on him.
“Tae was calling you Kookie this entire time... I don’t understand where this is coming fro--” You quickly felt movement behind you.
You looked to your side, and Taehyung was no longer there.
You glanced back up at Jungkook, who now had a wide smile etched onto his face as you were suddenly dragged backwards by his Hyung.
You didn’t have time to evaluate the situation, as Taehyung had forced you onto your knees, your upper body bent over on his bed as he handcuffed your wrists together behind your back.
You could vaguely make out the sound of fabric being tossed onto the floor as Taehyung let go of your wrists. He wrapped his hand around the back of your neck and tugged you up off the ground, turning you around so you were now face to face with a naked Jungkook.
“Oh my God.” You mumbled.
Looks like the tables have turned, and oh, how embarrassed you were.
Well, Taehyung did say he’d embarrass you... even if it wasn’t intentional.
Or maybe it was?
“So, what was your plan?” You asked, twisting your face in discomfort as the metal of the cuffs began to pinch at your skin.
“As soon as I showed you those pictures of Jungkook, you wouldn’t shut up about how good looking he was.” Jungkook smirked and ran a hand through his hair.
“Oh, really? All of that, huh?” Taehyung snapped his head in Jungkook’s direction.
“Watch yourself.” Jungkook rolled his eyes.
“Why all of this, then? It’s not like I wouldn’t have readily agreed.” Taehyung turned to look at Jungkook, who gave you an unapologetic smile.
“Maybe, but it’s a bit more fun to fuck around with someone so gullible.” Jungkook laughed, as he began to walk toward you, shamelessly stroking his dick in one of his hands while the other was idle by his side.
Taehyung watched the two of you for a moment, before walking away toward the other side of the bedroom.
“I’m not gullible.” You immediately responded.
“It doesn’t quite seem that way though, does it?” He retorted.
Once he was close enough to reach you, he tugged you forward by gripping one of your nipples.
Pain shot right through your spine. Of course you didn’t want it to last, so you walked towards him.
“Plus, we wanted your first threesome to be a memorable experience.” You scoffed.
“And what makes either of you think that this will be something that I’d like to remember?” Jungkook pretended to yawn, bored of your unnecessary talking.
“You could do so many more things with that pretty mouth of yours right now than pissing me off, ______.” He wrapped his hand around the back of your head as he began to bring you down to your knees in front of him.
He slapped his dick against the side of your face a few times, a wanton moan leaving your mouth at the feeling.
“Go on,” Jungkook prodded, pushing his cock head past your lips, “Make me cum.” You slowly opened your mouth,although Jungkook was becoming impatient with your constant teasing.
He lowered himself down a bit, so he was almost eye level with you, and popped two of his fingers inside of your mouth.
He whirled them around a bit before removing them with a slight pop, patting the side of your face gently a few times before standing again.
“Keep that mouth open for me, and stick your tongue out.” You did as he said, looking up at him through your eyelashes just as he did to you minutes ago.
He slapped his heavy dick against your tongue half a dozen times, before he slowly pushed his way inside of your mouth.
You gagged immediately, the sound shooting straight through his dick.
“That’s it, what a good girl.” He encouraged you, a growl ripping through his throat midway through his sentence.
You were beginning to wonder where Taehyung had wandered off to, when you could see him coming up behind you in your peripheral vision, his veiny cock in his hand as he stroked it languidly.
You tried to turn your head to follow his movements, which caused Jungkook’s cock to press against your gums instead of sliding down your throat.
He slapped your cheek that his cock was pressed against until you finally turned your head back toward him, a strangled growl coming from deep within his throat as his length slid perfectly into your mouth once more.
He pulled your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he began to pick up a steady pace with his hips rutting into your mouth.
You gagged every so often, but that only turned him on more.
Meanwhile, Taehyung had already pushed your panties to one side, and was pushing the head of his own cock against your cunt, as you began to eagerly wiggle your ass back and forth while moaning on Jungkook’s dick as your boyfriend continued to tease you.
Taehyung placed one of his large hands on your ass as he forced you to stop moving around, muttering something along the lines of “Greedy girls don’t get fucked.”
You let out a choked moan as he finally pushed himself against you. You were more than wet enough to take him, which he praised you for as he slid into you.
“Who would’ve known that watching you get used by someone else would make me so fucking hard?” Taehyung laughed, wrapping his hands around your hips as he fucked you onto his cock.
“Don’t ever get used to this, baby.” He leaned down, his chest pressed against your back as he began to rut himself against you, your nose pressing against Jungkook’s abdomen with every rough thrust from Taehyung’s hips, forcing you to take the entirety of his cock down your throat.
“Shit, I’m not gonna fucking last.” Jungkook screwed his eyes shut, throwing his head back as he desperately tried to hold off his orgasm.
“Only I can fuck you like this, hm? This fat cock is the only thing your pussy will ever take.” Taehyung chuckled darkly in your ear, one of his raspy moans breaking through the skin slapping that was clouding your mind at the moment.
Your brain began to turn to nothing, the only thing on your mind being how close you were to cumming on Taehyung’s dick.
“Look at me.” Jungkook roughly tugged at your hair. You instantly snapped your head up to look at him.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Taehyung looked up at Jungkook, his thrusts becoming more shallow as he neared his own end.
“You better pull the fuck out.” Taehyung warned. Jungkook laughed, as he tried his best to look cocky even though he was in immense pleasure.
“A-and if I don’t?” He asked, a rope of his cum threatening to spill put over your tongue at any moment.
Taehyung raised an eyebrow.
“Don’t test me, brat.” Jungkook complied with his Hyung, (even though he really didn’t have to), as he pulled out of your mouth and shot his cum onto your face and tits.
As soon as his cock plopped out of your mouth, you were a screaming mess as Taehyung began to manhandle you against his dick.
“Your tits look so pretty covered in cum.” Jungkook lazily commented, the words rolling off of his tongue as if he weren’t meant to say them.
“I know you want to cum, baby.” Taehyung spoke through gritted teeth, now able to reach deeper inside of you as he tugged on your hair, bringing your body as close to his as possible.
“Hold it. Fucking hold that cum.” He whispered into your ear, wrapping one of his hands around your throat as he snaked the other one down your stomach and to your clit.
“I can’t, fuck! Please!”
“On three, Princess.” Your eyes began to water. You weren’t sure if you could hold it for three more seconds-- it hurt so fucking bad, but it felt so good.
“Ready?” You nodded eagerly.
“One...” His thrusts rapidly began to lose rhythm as he used your cunt to chase his high.
“Two...” His fingers began to slowly falter against your clit.
“Cum.” He ordered, and just like that, you fell apart on his cock.
You giggled at the feeling of his cum filling you up to the brim, Taehyung petting your head while praising you for being a good cumslut.
You collapsed onto the ground, some of Jungkook’s cum spilling off of your breasts and onto Taehyung’s carpet.
You registered the feeling of Taehyung pulling out of you, as you laid comfortably against the ground for a few moments, before you felt strong arms lifting you up off of the ground.
You slowly opened your eyes, jolting to your senses when you realized Jungkook was carrying you to Taehyung’s bed, where the latter of the two was sat with his legs spread, stroking his cock.
“What now?” You groaned tiredly.
“You need to come clean your cum off of my dick.” Taehyung harshly slapped your ass. You jumped.
“Did you think I’m going to leave without fucking you? Maybe you can’t take cock like you think you can, darlin’.” Jungkook smirked. You glared at him.
“Maybe you’re just all talk, asshole.” Jungkook playfully raised an eyebrow as he positioned himself behind you, raising your ass in the air as he rubbed his cock up and down your slit.
“Quick question for you, _____?” You hummed.
“Still think I’m a virgin?”
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workout. (m)
pairing: jeon jungkook x reader
genre: (implied) smut, personal trainer au
word count: 2k
warnings: sensual touches in public, jungkook is kiiiind of an asshole to that one guy who’s left in the gym, etc.
summary: ask your trainer out, she said. it’ll be fine, she said.
request by an anon.
“Tonight?” You repeated to your friend, confusion evident on your face as she hummed in confirmation at what you just asked her.
“Yep, doesn’t start til eleven though. Maybe that’ll give you some time to recover after your training session with that dude.” She paused, and you raised an eyebrow.
“What’s his name again? John?” You wanted to hang your head in disappointment, but you didn’t want to crash your car, so you opted to sighing loudly instead so your friend could know that she fucked up.
“His name is Jungkook, but I guess the effort was there.” You laughed as your friend groaned loudly. You could practically see the eye roll on her face.
“Right, that’s what I said.” It was now your turn to roll your eyes, and you did so as you turned the corner that led you directly to the gym you had your training sessions with Jungkook at.
“You know, maybe you should ask him to come to the party with you. Taehyung is going to be there, and this would be your perfect chance to make him jealous.” You shook your head, forgetting that she couldn’t see you for a moment.
You broke up with Taehyung right before you graduated from high school. He was an alright guy; just couldn’t keep it in his pants.
You caught him cheating on you. You weren’t particularly hurt by it, seeing as you had only been dating him for a year (give or take a few months), but you couldn’t deny that it stung a bit whenever you thought back to it.
Now he’s going to the same college as you, and he’s still kept the same habits he’s had since high school.
You jolted to your senses as you almost missed the turn into the gym, fully knowing that Jungkook would make you suffer if were even a second late.
He was very harsh on punctuality.
“I don’t have a reason to make him jealous. That’s not my problem anymore.” As much as you’d deny that you didn’t have any malice toward him anymore, your hands still tightened around your steering wheel at the mention of his name.
You quickly pulled into the parking lot of the gym, grabbing your phone and your gym bag as you headed straight for the entrance.
“Whatever you’re gonna say next, make it quick. I’m not allowed to be on my phone during training.” Your friend snickered.
“Not allowed? What, is he gonna punish you or something?” You almost tripped over the concrete outside as you pulled the heavy gym doors open.
“That’s enough of you for today.” You whispered, as you quickly scurried toward the back of the gym where you always began your sessions.
“No, I—“ You pulled the phone away from your ear and quickly ended the call.
You’d apologize for that later.
Maybe.
Once you reached the back of the gym, you were relieved to see that Jungkook wasn’t there. That’d give you some time to throw your phone into your bag and begin stretching.
You tossed the bag to the ground and opened it, throwing your phone into a random compartment before zipping it back up.
You grabbed your mat out of your bag and hurriedly unrolled it. It was probably crooked, but that wasn’t important at the moment.
You quickly fell into a simple stretch, in which your hands were placed directly under your shoulders on the ground, and your pelvis was pressed into the mat as you arched your back forward.
You closed your eyes and took a few deep breaths, and when you opened them again, Jungkook was standing in front of you with his arms crossed.
He was wearing a thin black shirt that defined the muscles of his torso perfectly, black shorts that made his thighs look delicious as he unconsciously flexed them, and his hair was pulled back in that infamous man bun that you’d never get accustomed to no matter how many times you walked into this gym.
God, he looked so fucking good.
“Shit.” You cursed under your breath, but he probably heard you anyway.
“You’re late.” He said, his jaw clenched as he stared down at your tense form.
It had suddenly come to your realization that you hadn’t moved from your position, so you quickly pushed yourself onto your heels and stood up.
His eyes followed you closely, trailing up your figure slowly as you stood.
“Oh, please do continue stretching.” He spoke, a sarcastic smile on his face as he motioned his hands in the direction of the mat.
“I’m...alright. I, uh, I stretched before I came.” You quickly formulated a lie— a terrible one, but it was all you could think of.
“Mm? Perhaps that’s why you were so late, then?” You felt as if you were getting scolded by a teacher.
“Look, it was one time! Cut me some slack, Kook?” That’s what he told you to call him after he deemed the two of you close enough after you’d been training with him for almost a year now.
“I saw that you were on your phone, too.” He tsked as he reached down and went straight for your bag.
“Woah, what’re you doing?” You asked, as he went straight for the area of the bag that you threw your phone into and pulled it out.
“You can have it back when we’re finished.” He glanced at the screen for a moment, before he placed it on the counter that was to the right of him.
That would be fine then, you thought to yourself. The session was only an hour.
“You’re staying until closing tonight.” Your eyes bulged out of your skull.
“Until closing? You’re insane, that’s at ten!” It was only seven.
He shrugged, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
“If you do well, I won’t charge you.” He walked around so he was behind you and tapped your back twice, which was his signal for you to drop to the ground.
You didn’t, as you were still stuck on the idea that he wanted you to train for three fucking hours.
And now that you thought about it, you really wouldn’t mind going to that party.
“Can we work something out? I’ve got something to do later tonight.” Jungkook snorted in disbelief.
“You’re not skipping my training to do something else, especially since you’ve already wasted enough of my time. You’re going to make it up to me. Drop.” He waited for you to follow his instructions, and when you didn’t, he leaned in closer to you so his mouth was hovering over your ear.
“Put your hands and knees on the fucking ground.”
You inhaled shakily, although you complied and dropped to your hands and knees.
Jungkook had never stretched with you before... or, watch you stretch in general, so this was quite the surprise to you.
“Here’s what we’re going to do.” Jungkook dropped down on top of you, pressing your back down toward the mat so now you were in the position from just a moment ago.
“Let’s just do some simple stretches today.” He hummed, as he ran his cold hands down your back while digging his fingers into the stuff muscles.
“You’re whimping out on me, _____. I don’t train whimps.” He roughly grabbed your hips and adjusted your position, so you were now fully bent over with your ass hovering just over his crotch.
You tapped your fingernails against your mat anxiously, knowing how this would look to anyone that would walk by, even if he was just your personal trainer.
“Your form is absolutely atrocious.” He commented nonchalantly, using this as an excuse to grip the sides of your waist and pull you in closer towards him so he could ‘adjust your posture’.
You squeezed your eyes shut, wondering why you were enjoying this so much.
Even though the two of you had always carried some sexual tension, he had never been so forward with you before, and you were wondering what made his resolve fizzle out so much to the point where he was basically air fucking you.
“I guess I should tell you that you received a text message when I grabbed your phone out of your bag.” He ran his hands lightly over the curves of your ass.
You instantly lifted your head at the small touch, but he quickly told you to put it back down, and you did.
“So, you gonna ask the hot trainer to the party or not?” He spoke mockingly, laughing as he heard you curse under your breath at the mistake your friend didn’t even know she made.
“That likely explains why you were late, right?” He pulled you toward him completely, your upper body now off of the ground.
You were on your knees as he stood silently behind you.
“You working up the courage to ask me out, honey?” You huffed, and he smirked. He loved getting under your skin.
“Don’t worry, hmm? I can make this a bit easier for you.” Jungkook stood to his full height and walked toward the front of the gym, leaving you alone in the back with your thoughts.
He surveyed the area for any remaining people, rolling his eyes when he saw one last man running on the treadmill.
“Hey!” Jungkook yelled, figuring the guy would hear him because he didn’t have headphones in.
When he continued to run, Jungkook mumbled something under his breath before he began to approach the man.
He stood in front of him with an extremely plastic smile, although he was tapping his foot impatiently against the ground.
“Hey, man. Due to some equipment malfunctions, I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” The man snorted and continued running.
“This treadmill works completely fine, and so does everything else in this gym.” Jungkook’s smile dropped, and he raised an eyebrow as he reached for the plug that powered the treadmill and pulled it out of the wall.
The man opened his mouth, probably to yell at Jungkook, but he held up his hand and pointed toward the door.
“Leave, or your membership with us is going to be revoked.” The man rolled his eyes.
“Permanently.” Jungkook added, and watched with a small smile as the man shot him a glare, grabbed his car keys and gym bag, and headed straight for the door.
Jungkook dropped the plug to the treadmill and walked calmly over to the door, glancing outside before he locked it and switched off the open sign.
He then made his way back to you, where you were quickly packing your things into your bag. If he was going to close the gym, that meant your session was over, and you wouldn’t have to bust your ass trying to keep up with him for another three hours.
“Something the matter?” Jungkook asked, feigning confusion as he watched you stuff everything into your bag with a cocky smile.
“Gym’s closed, isn’t it?” You responded as you picked up your bag and turned to face him with an eyebrow raised.
“Not for you.” He simply stated, as he grabbed the strap of your bag off of your shoulder and threw it back down to the ground.
You stared at him, and he stared back at you as the lights of the gym began to dim a bit.
“What?” You asked after a few silent seconds, cringing at the sound of your own voice as it came out small and fearful.
“Haven’t you got something to ask me?” You were going to ask him what the hell he was on sbout, before you remembered that he said he read your text message.
“She was kidding. Can I go now?” Jungkook shrugged as he stepped closer to you. You stepped backward, falling right into his plan of successfully trapping you against the wall.
“No, you can not.” He ran his hands over your arms, and down toward the tips of your fingers as he maintained eye contact with you.
“You do have two other options, though.” He explained. You hummed, signaling for him to continue.
Suddenly, the party didn’t seem so interesting anymore.
“Either you can be a good girl, and ask me out like the text read, or you can sit here and do cardio for the next three hours.” You bit your lip.
“I’m paying you for this?” You joked, although it was received as a whisper.
Jungkook nodded as he leaned in closer to you.
“Either option will result in you receiving a full body workout, so it’s your call.”
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Trick. (m)
pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader
genre: smut, probably some crack
word count: 4.4k (this was not supposed to be this long)
warnings: piercer!jk, tattooartist!jk, some taehyung in the beginning because i do what i want, oral (f receiving), degradation, dirty talk, pulling jk’s hair, manbun!jk, etc.
summary: you did not come to the tattoo shop that taehyung works at for a clit piercing, but you left with one.
notes: for anon ;)
You hum a tune as you pull open the door to the shop, a small smile on your face as you spot that familiar head of red hair peeking up from behind the front desk.
“Yet again, you always find a way to manage to be unprepared for my appointments.” You playfully scold him, making your way over to the desk and propping your elbows up on top of it.
“Taehyung?” You question, standing on your toes to get a better view of whatever it was that he was doing, when he suddenly shoots up off of the ground with a few different tattoo instruments in hand that you couldn’t even be bothered to try and recognize.
“You’re early, doll.” He does that signature side smirk of his and tosses the tools aside clumsily on the desk. He leans in to place a quick kiss to your forehead, as usual.
“You told me to come at six, right?” You question, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as Taehyung strides over to the other side of the shop, grabbing his backpack and his keys.
“I did. Is it six yet?” You tilt your head to the side as you pull your phone out of your back pocket, quickly scanning the screen with your eyes.
“It’s almost 6:30, kid.” You tell him, shaking your head in disbelief as you tuck your phone back into your pocket.
“Oh, well, you’re late.” He shrugs, spinning his keys around his pointer finger as he walks toward you. You stand where you are, arms crossed as your eyes trail up his body toward his face.
“You know how I feel about my time being thrown to waste.” He whispers as he stands in front of you, snaking his arm around your waist to pull you into his chest.
“You also know that I take a strong dislike to you calling me a kid, ________.” You place your hands on his chest and lightly push him away. Though the two of you were just friends, he had a tendency to mess with you like this.
“I demand respect.” He says, struggling to maintain a serious expression. You laugh at this, and take a seat in the chair at his station.
“Are you about to put your stuff in your car?” You ask, wondering why he gathered all of his things up.
“Yes, and I’m about to leave, too.” You furrow your eyebrows in confusion.
“How are you about to leave if I have an appointment-“
“Consider this your punishment for being late.” He shrugs nonchalantly, giving you a half assed wave before heading towards the door.
“What? Is Yoongi here?” If Taehyung was about to leave, then that meant Yoongi was still here. He owned the shop, but he usually left before Tae.
You’d grown quite fond of him as a result of all of the time you’d spent at the shop, so if Taehyung was leaving, then you had no problem going to pay Yoongi a visit instead.
“Nope!” Taehyung calls out over his shoulder, the door already open as he sticks one of his long legs outside.
You stand up, preparing to follow Taehyung out.
“Someone’s there to do your tattoo, doll. He’s in the back.” This was news to you. For the many years that you had known Taehyung, he was the only person to have worked here alongside Yoongi.
“You got a new guy? Who is he?” Taehyung hums, carefully considering how he should introduce the newcomer to you.
“His name is Jungkook. He’s a sweet kid. Doesn’t talk much, but he’s good at what he does. I trust him, because he’s got plenty of experience. You’ll be fine.”
“You know that I only trust—“
“Bye!” Taehyung closes the shop door, the little bell above it ringing a few times afterward.
You huff and make your way to exit as well.
‘Punishment my ass.’ You thought.
“You must be Taehyung’s six o’clock.” You heard a gentle voice from behind you. You quickly turned around after hearing his first few words. Taehyung said he was in the back, but you didn’t expect him to show up so suddenly.
“Did I startle you?” He asks, with a curious tilt of his head. You didn’t trust yourself to speak at the moment, so you nodded instead.
This man was sex on legs.
He had a slim build with a cinched waist to balance his wide shoulders, buff arms that were littered in a few random tattoos, and by the way his shirt clung to his chest, you were safe to assume that he had a chiseled torso as well.
“I heard the bell, so I came out to check if Taehyung left or not. I apologize, ________. It’s ________, right?” You nod again.
“I know that I’m likely not your first choice, but I can promise you that you’ll leave fully satisfied. I’m good at what I do.” He flaunts, somewhat of a cocky smirk on his face.
It looked good on him.
“I’m Jungkook, by the way.”
“So I’ve heard.” You respond, walking a bit closer to him to avoid having to continue talking past an awkwardly large gap.
He discreetly swipes his eyes over your figure as you approach him.
“You’re here for a piercing, yeah?” You hum in confirmation. Jungkook smiles.
“It’s a good thing Taehyung left anyway, then. I’m much better at those than he is.” You raise both of your eyebrows in surprise, immediately taken aback by his bold demeanor.
You could’ve sworn Taehyung said that he doesn’t talk much.
“I’ll take you to the back, unless you’d like to get your piercing done out here.” You shake your head, and insist that Jungkook lead you to the back room.
The walk is uncomfortably silent. You aren’t sure whether you should be looking straight at the manbun resting atop his head, the way his arms flex as he walks, or the way he moved with such confidence with every step he took.
Damn, you were being a creep.
You almost bumped into him as he abruptly stopped in front of a closed door with a sign that read ‘Knock before Entering’ on it.
He opened the door, stepping aside to let you take the lead.
“Hop up on that chair and make yourself comfortable. I’ve got to get a few things together before we get started. Is this your first piercing? You know, aside from your ears?” You plop down stiffly onto the chair, holding your elbows to your sides as you watch him carefully.
“Yeah.” You respond dryly. He enters the room and closes the door behind himself.
“You chose a clit piercing for your first time? Shit, you’re a trooper.” Your eyeballs bulge out of your skull.
“I chose a what?” You lean forward, as if that were going to help you better understand the bullshit that just came out of his mouth.
“Yeah?” Jungkook is confused at your reaction. “Taehyung said that’s what you asked for.” You wildly shake your head in disagreement.
How in the hell did he mistake a belly button piercing for a clit piercing?
“No, no no. That’s definitely not what I asked for.” You are completely alert now.
“Oh, hm.” Jungkook shrugs as he sits down on a stool, which was placed to the right of the chair you were on. He continues to prepare his tools, as if you didn’t say that you were not here for a clit piercing.
“Why are you still messing with that stuff, then?” You question, completely on edge. Jungkook shoots you a bewildered gaze.
“Even if you aren’t getting your clit pierced, any other piercing will require the same materials.” He states, staring blankly at you. You clear your throat and lean back in the chair.
Now you felt like a dumbass.
Jungkook turns back around, shaking his head with a small smirk on his face as he continues to prepare his work station.
You took this time to stare at his hands.
He had finger tattoos.
Fuck.
“You should definitely get a clit piercing though.” He comments nonchalantly, opening up a drawer and pulling some pointy object out of it.
“Excuse me?” You were baffled. Jungkook ignores your outburst, and nods as he slips on a pair of latex gloves.
“I’ve heard that it makes sex much more pleasurable, for both you and your partner.” You scrunch your face up, wondering where this was relevant to the conversation.
“Even if you decide to take your pleasure into your own hands, it’ll feel much better than your regular orgasms.”
“It’s just a suggestion, though.” He shrugs, turning to face you with his tattooed hands neatly tucked away in the gloves.
You kind of wished they were off.
“Alright, where’d you want that piercing?” After his little speech, you were certain that he had unintentionally swayed you into forgetting what you originally came for.
A belly button piercing, right?
“How...painful would it be to get my—would it hurt, is my question.” You asked. Jungkook raised both of his eyebrows, surprised at your sudden interest in the topic when you were ready to lose your shit over it just a few moments ago.
He leans his elbow against the counter, propping his head up on his hand as he thinks about it.
“I’ve only given a few, since people don’t really come in for them, but it’s a slight pinch. It’s a needle going through your most sensitive area, so it’s not going to feel nice.” He comments.
“Unless you’re into that, I mean. In that case—“
“Nope, nah, not into that.” You quickly shut the idea down, causing him to laugh.
“Why’d you say people don’t come in for them? Are they not common?”
“They’re more common than you’d think, actually. Clit piercings are only confirmed by appointments, so you can’t just walk in like you would for a tattoo. Most women come in for the consultation, and then they don’t come back.” His fingers fidget inside of the gloves.
“Why’s that?” You would have to apologize to him later for asking all of these questions.
“They probably think that the actual clitoris is getting pierced.” You open your mouth to ask him another question, but he beats you to the chase.
“It’s not.” Oh.
“It’s the clitoral hood.” You hum. That sounded much less painful.
“Literal clit piercings are a thing, but it’s too much of a risk. We don’t offer those here.” You felt a bit better about the idea of it now.
You were literally about to sit here and change your entire plan because of a cute tattooed man.
Then again, you were already here. You know for a fact that you would never come back purposefully to get a clit piercing.
Er, a clitoral hood piercing.
On the bright side, if you didn’t like it, you could take it out. So, was there really any harm in it?
There was one thing you didn’t know, though.
“How long is the healing period?” You ask. Jungkook purses his lips.
“About eight weeks, give or take a few.” Damn, well, there was that.
“Let’s do it.” You smile.
What the hell is wrong with you?
“Really?” Jungkook smiles lazily, and you nod, still a bit unsure, but ready to go for it regardless.
“I do have to give you an unofficial check up before I can determine if this piercing is right for you, though. Slide your pants off for me. Panties too, please.” He pulls the gloves down his wrist. You were frozen in shock.
For what, though? Did you think he was going to pierce you through your fucking pants?
Jungkook waves his hand in front of your face to try and catch your attention. Nothing.
“Would you rather me do it?”
“I got it, I got it.” You hurriedly say, your fingers rushing to the button on your jeans.
You pop it open, and Jungkook respectfully turns away to give you your privacy.
You get down to your zipper, and everything runs smoothly until it gets caught.
‘No, not now. Not right now.’ You tell yourself, trying every possible method to get it free. You try to zip it up and zip it back down, see if any material is caught on it, but nothing works.
Jungkook sees you flailing around out of the corner of his eye and slowly turns his head toward you, stifling a laugh at your frustration.
“Would you like some help?” He offers. You turn to face him, like a deer caught in headlights. A faint blush rises to your cheeks.
“If you wouldn’t mind.” You respond quietly.
He rolls over to you in the small stool he’s sat on, placing his hands on the top part of your pants to have something to hold onto as he grips the zipper between his fingers.
He tries to simply pull it down, but when that fails, he applies a bit more pressure, yanking the zipper so hard that you jolt a bit in the chair.
“Shit, I’m sorry, but it’s really caught in there….” He tries once more to simply pull the zipper, but he too grows frustrated and grips your thigh, his large hand clamped around it as he jerks the zipper with so much force that it breaks.
Your jeans pop open, your black lace panties staring Jungkook right in his face.
You were so thankful that you finally folded your laundry.
“Oh, fuck.” He immediately says, holding the thing between his fingers as he shoots you an unreadable look.
You, on the other hand, were trying to make up any valid excuse to determine why his hand was still on your thigh.
“Oh, uh,” He removes his hands from you and throws the zipper away. You have to stop yourself from making any noise that would show your disappointment at the lack of touch.
“Let’s just—get your pants off and toss them aside.” He grumbles, his voice considerably lower than it was a few minutes ago.
You oblige, sliding your jeans and underwear down in one go, allowing them to pool at your ankles before you take a glance over at Jungkook.
“Is this okay?” You ask, your hands covering your womanhood. Jungkook shakes his head.
“Off, completely.” You gulp, shakily kicking the fabric off of your feet and letting it fall. He catches your jeans before they hit the ground, folding them neatly and sitting them on a table in the corner of the room.
Jungkook rolls his chair around to face you, resting his hands gently on your bare legs. You shiver as he makes contact with your skin through the gloves.
“I’ll make this as quick as possible so it’s a comfortable process for you.” He eyes your hands as you use them to cover yourself, trying to decide what the best method is for you to loosen up a bit.
He taps the side of your leg with his hand twice, somewhat of a knowing smile on his face as he senses your weariness.
“Relax, ________. You have nothing to be afraid of.” You lift your head up to make eye contact with him, slowly lifting your hands as your legs open the smallest bit.
Jungkook gently spreads them further with his own hands, eyeing you intently as he does so.
It looked sexual to you, but you knew that he was probably looking at you like that just in case you decided to stop him.
You allowed Jungkook to spread your legs as wide as he needed in order to successfully complete his study of your anatomy.
You were spread wide in front of this gorgeous man, and you couldn’t have been more nervous. Any other stressful moment in your life didn’t compare to what was happening right now.
“Pull your legs up to your chest for me.” He orders carefully, his hands on your knees as he gently coaxes you to pull your legs up further.
“Shit.” He catches a glimpse of your folds through his peripheral vision, although he covers up his little slip up with a fake coughing fit.
“What was that?” You asked, worried that he might’ve needed you to do something different.
Jungkook shakes his head and waves his hand in a frenzy, as if to silently dismiss your question.
“Nothing, it’s perfect—I, you’re perfect. Stay just like that.” He swallows, and you watch his Adam's apple bulge. It makes your legs twitch, and Jungkook takes notes of this.
“I’m going to start now, okay?” He warns you, bringing himself closer to you as his hands slowly slip between your legs.
You bite down on your tongue as he lightly runs his fingers between your folds. You almost catch yourself sliding your hips towards his hand before you come to your senses.
He was barely even touching you, just ghosting his fingers over your folds as he inspected whatever he needed to.
“Yeah, you’re perfectly okay to get this piercing.” Jungkook asks, shifting around in his chair as his pants had gotten uncomfortably tight.
“When was the last time you saw a gynecologist?” He asks, as he continues to examine your glistening folds. He knew that it wasn’t necessary, and all he had to do was take a quick look to see if you were eligible to receive the piercing, but he couldn’t help himself.
Jungkook thought your pussy was perfect on its own, but to imagine it with a piercing through it? He could cum in his pants.
God, you just looked so good.
“Last month.” You comment, breaking him out of his trance, watching the way his face changes as he continues to stare between your legs.
He licks his lips, and you immediately clench in response, Jungkook’s gaze shifting to you in an instant as his fingers stutter over your mound.
“Last month what?” He says, letting his fingers linger a little too long around your clit.
“You asked me when I last went to go see a gynecologist.” You say, your voice caught in your throat as Jungkook quickly retreats his hand back to his side.
“I did?” Jungkook was swooning. You nod confusedly.
“I’ve got to get this thing done now.” He tells you, although he was talking mostly to himself. He gathers his tools in his hands, your eyes widening at the size of the needle in his fingers.
You instinctively close your legs as he circles closer to you once more, and he places his arm between them to cut your movement short.
“You want this piercing, don’t you?” He asks, voice low and gravelly. You nod, and he nudges your legs open.
“Keep yourself spread, and don’t wiggle around like that. It’ll hurt more if you do.” You close your eyes and toss your head backward against the chair as you feel his fingers dancing along your clitoral hood.
“Slight pinch, okay?” Jungkook grabs the needle, and even though your eyes aren’t open, you can almost feel it hovering over your body.
“Take a deep breath, and we’ll go on three.” You inhale slowly, your chest rising, as Jungkook begins his countdown.
“1…” He grazes the needle over your skin, and you twitch in the chair, your hands gripping the armrests for dear life.
“2!” He says, pressing the needle through your skin. Your eyes shoot open on contact and you squeal. Your legs do close against Jungkook’s warnings, but he forces his upper body between them to stop you from shutting them completely.
He slides the piece of jewelry through the small hole he’d just created, and you bite back a cry as he twists it around to make it sit more pleasantly.
“There, see?” He cleans up the small mess he’s created and disposes of his materials, the gloves following suit.
He instantly pulls his hair out of its bun, sliding the hair tie onto his wrists as he runs his fingers through his scalp.
“Where the fuck was three?” You scold him, as he reaches for a mirror off of the desk to hand to you.
“I never count to three. Take a look.” You grab the mirror from him and position it between your legs. This had to be one of the most awkward things you’d ever done in your life, but the piercing looked amazing.
You shifted a bit in the chair, the cool metal of it rubbing right against your clit.
You choke out a moan, regretting it as soon as you do.
“I’m so sorry, I just didn’t expect that to feel—feel the way it did.” You force the mirror back into his hands and hurry to get out of the chair, but a strike or soreness hits you right between your legs, and you’re right back on that chair where you started.
“I should’ve told you about the side effects, I suppose.” He watches in amusement as you struggle to even close your legs due to the new pressure applied to your clit.
Jungkook tilts his head to the side, his jaw clenched as he examines your lower half while you try to contemplate whether or not you should get up again.
“That bad, huh?” He leans forward, his hair falling in front of his eyes as he places his elbows on his knees.
You shoot him a quick glance. God, he looked so good.
“Yeah, that bad.” You groan, deciding to just ask him if he would go grab your clothes for you.
“I know a trick or two that could get rid of the soreness.” You quirk an eyebrow.
“Really?” He nods slowly, standing and tucking his hands into his pockets.
What? Tell me, and I’ll really owe you one.”
“The first is taking pain killers, and going without underwear whenever you can.” You nod, taking note of his words.
He leans over to whisper into your ear, and you jolt at the close proximity.
“The second is letting me fuck you with my tongue.” He whispers, smirking at your cute little gasp in reaction to his words.
“I don’t get it.”
Oh, you definitely got it.
You understood him loud and clear, but you weren’t sure if you could handle an orgasm right now. The overstimulation would send you through the roof.
“Consider it an apology for breaking your zipper, and your appointment will be free of charge since I was a bit underprepared.” He walks to stand in front of you, and you quickly close your legs, ignoring the burn it takes to do so.
“What’s the catch?” You definitely weren’t going to say no to this offer. How could you?
“This is a bit of an informal setting, so, how about you let me take you out sometime? You know, properly.” You smile.
Today had taken a weird turn of events, but it worked in your favor.
“Sure, sounds nice.” You chuckle.
“Good. Now show me what I want to see, ________.” He retaliates, roughly tugging at your hips to pull you onto the edge of the chair, your ass hanging off of it as he holds you firmly in both of his hands.
”You have such a pretty pussy, sweetheart.” He pushes your legs apart, and you mistakenly spread yourself wider for him.
Jungkook immediately lands three harsh slaps onto your freshly pierced clit. You cry out, clawing at the chair. You could feel the material ripping under your nails.
Tears pool in your eyes. Sure, it was painful, but it felt so good.
“Holy shit.” You blurt, your legs already shaking. He rolls his eyes.
“You didn't think it would be easy, would you?” You can sense Jungkook’s resentment, as a sadistic smile toys on his face. You laugh nervously.
“I didn’t—fuck!” He lightly rubs his fingers over your clit. He was barely applying any pressure, yet you were thrashing around wildly. Your legs threatened to close around his head, but Jungkook had much more strength than you, so it was easy for him to position you how he wanted.
“Is your little pussy sensitive?” He feigned caring for you, widening his doe eyes as he noticed the tears in yours.
“Very, please.” You whine, and Jungkook rolls his eyes.
“That’s too fucking bad. You’re vulnerable, and you’re mine, baby.” He hooks your leg over his shoulder, gripping your hands off of the chair and slinging them into his hair.
“Pull my fucking hair.” He orders, lowering his face down to your cunt. You gather his locks in your hands and yank them, a bit harsher than you intended to, but this only seemed to spur Jungkook on.
“Fuck, it feels so good when you do that.” He growls against you as he takes your clit into his mouth, the piercing pressing against his tongue lightly. You moan weakly, your eyes screwed shut as he wraps his lips around the sensitive nub and flicks his tongue ferociously against it.
“That’s so good, Jungkook.” You praise him, one of your hands coming up to tangle in your own hair as he mumbles and moans against your pussy.
“I knew I could turn you into a desperate whore for me. Look at you, chasing my tongue with your hips.” He tsks, although he takes pride in degrading you like this. He enjoyed the way your body trembled after every word he spoke.
“Ask me if you can cum.” He throws one of his arms over your stomach, the other pushing your thighs apart as he slips his tongue inside of your warmth, aiming right for the spot that made you twitch in ecstasy.
“Please, shit, I’m so close. Please don’t make me wait.” You beg.
Jungkook is relentless with his tongue.
He slides it right underneath your clit and begins to flick upward, pushing the metal against the bud with every twist of his tongue.
“Cum, then.” He says, as he grazes his teeth across your clit with the lightest touch.
This was the last straw for you, and your back shoots off of the chair as you pull Jungkook’s head further between your legs, wanting to savor every moment of your orgasm before letting go.
He pulls away from you first, leaning over to thread his fingers through your hair. He presses his lips against yours, forcing you to taste yourself on his tongue. This sends a shiver down your spine.
Jungkook lets you go, before throwing his hair back up into a messy bun.
“I don’t care that I broke your zipper, actually. Your pants have a button.”
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milf (teaser!!) - Jeon Jungkook
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(pics. from pinterest but I made the banner myself)
pairing: hot neighbor!nonidol Jungkook x female milf reader
genre: smut, one-shot, age gap (32 and 24) hot neighbor
summary: You and your husband Hoseok have a 6 year-old. You want your marriage with Hoseok to work out but he’s making it difficult. Even throughout these hard times you would not change your life for the world. Well.. what happens when you find out you have a new neighbor but to your surprise he was truly the hottest man you have ever seen.
warnings: cursing, cheating, smut, not much aftercare :/ (tbh jk can’t rlly shower her with love because they choose to have sex at the worst times so he just cleans her quickly sorryyy), breast play, riding (car sex), ass slapping (light), unprotected sex (please use protection), kind of mean dom! jk, sub!reader, bj, doggy style (hitting from the back), slightly possessive jk? dirty talk, age gap, breeding, mention of pregnancy (reader does not get pregnant), pet names, hair tugging, use of (slut, whore, etc.)
ft: le sserafim's Yun-jin (she's aged up to 32) & BTS J-hope (he’s aged up to 33)
Milf -Jjk
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“Have you seen him?!” your best friend Yunjin shouts in your ear while pushing her cart. You two were out grocery shopping while the kids were in school. Yunjin decided to join since she was off of work.
Yunjin and you have been best friends from 2nd grade up until college and after that. You guys met your husbands in college, but Yunjin got divorced last year. Yunjin got pregnant around the same time as you and moved next door. You couldn’t be happier. Her son and your son are best friends I know it’s cliche but whatever. Apparently, we have a new neighbor and according to her he is very attractive. Piercings, tattoos, muscles, he has a motorcycle, can cook, etc. he has it all. She caught a glimpse of him when she came to pick up her son Chul from his playdate with Eun-Woo and she won’t stop drooling over him.
"No actually I haven't. I have been so busy with Eun-Woo starting school I haven't even introduced myself." you say scrunching your eyebrows still recovering by Yunjin's shouting. You weren't very convinced that your new neighbor was as hot as Yunjin was making it seem. "And let me remind you I'm married remember?" you announce as you show her your hand wiggling the finger that the diamond sat on.
Yunjin rolled her eyes lightly smacking your hand away. "Right, I forgot... whatever, this guy has the moms all over him. They are going after him like he's some piece of meat." Yunjin pouts wishing she got some time alone to talk to Jungkook. "And you aren't going after him... for his meat?" She side eyes you while you're looking for cereal. "I'm telling you ___ he's exactly your type and if you don't believe me just introduce yourself besides its the friendly neighbor thing to do." she said as she had a small smile on her face.
"I don't know Yunjin maybe if I get the time I can meet your next husband" you whisper to her as you both laugh.
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You get home and place your bags down in the kitchen. You look up and see the time on the stove. 1:00pm… you still had an hour and forty minutes until Eun-Woo got out of school. You hear light talking coming from down the hall so Hoseok must be home in his office. You don't even bother telling him you are home because he hasn't been paying attention to you anyway.
Yunjin was right it wouldn't hurt to greet your new neighbor. The last thing you want is to seem rude and be the only one who has not introduced yourself to him. So, you made chocolate chip cookies since it would be wrong to go empty handed. You walked towards Jungkook’s house with the container in your hand slightly nervous.
You lifted your fist ready to knock but the door swung open before you could. "Hi l'm-oh" Your eyes slightly widened as you looked up at him. He towered over you wearing a white fitted short sleeve shirt which exposed his arm tattoos and muscles. He had black fluffy hair and a lip piercing. You could see the outline of his abs through the shirt and his big doe eyes were so pretty looking down at you.
“Hey…” he spoke with a small smirk plastered on his face. You were not being very discreet when checking him out. It’s not like he was hiding the way he was looking at your boobs either. “Oh Hi... I’m sorry I just.. um I wanted to introduce myself I live right across from you I’m ___. I made you these.” You say softly while sticking out the container. He smiled at you looking at the container then back at you. His smile is so nice holy fuck. “Thank you so much. My hands are dirty so I can't grab the container. Would you mind coming in?” he asked. You shouldn’t, you know you shouldn't go in it's clear that he thinks you're attractive and well you think he is too.. it's just wrong. “Sure.”
“Great thank you. You can put the cookies on the counter I’m going to wash my hands.” he told you letting you walk in first. His place was organized it was way different than you expected. He walked over to his sink and started washing his hands. His hands are even attractive what the fuck.
Yunjin was right... he's exactly your type. shit…
“Why are your hands so dirty.” you ask trying to make small talk. He looks up at you for a moment then nods his head to the direction of the window. You see the black motorcycle with his initials written on the side in a small cursive font. “I’m fixing it. Somethings wrong with the pipe.” Wiping his hands on a small cloth... he still had something black smeared on his jaw and a little on his arm, but you didn't say anything. He walked over to you and stood quiet for a bit.
“Are you doing anything today?” He questioned analyzing your face. You tried to look somewhere else. You didn’t want to make eye contact with him feeling nervous under his gaze. “I have to pick up my son Eun-Woo from school in forty minutes and cook” you admit.
“Oh, you’re a mom huh.” he’s not really asking its more of a statement. The look on his face shockingly does not show any signs of disappointment. “Do you have a husband? I haven’t seen him with you.” he pushes.
“Yea I do. We just… we aren’t going through the best time right now that's all. It happens to a lot of people though.” you tell him trying to reassure yourself realizing you overshared god you hate when you do that. “Hmm… I don’t know how he does it I wouldn’t be able to stay away from you.” he admits playing with a strand of your hair and using his hand to tilt your jaw up. You two look at each other and you know what you are going to do next is wrong, but you can’t help it. His lips crash onto yours and you grab at his arm. The kiss turns into a heated make out session running your hands through his hair. You hesitate for a moment wondering if you should take it further. You start unbuckling his belt slightly pulling his pants down.
"Is this, okay?" you ask pulling away from his lips as he tries leaning forward to kiss you again. "Yes, shit" he answers before reattaching his lips to yours as you softly palm him through his boxers. You push his chest slightly and get on your knee's looking up at him through your lashes. He threw his head back mouth slightly open and his eyes closed. His face alone has you wet.
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jazi’s note: hii omg I’m so excited to release this fic I’ve had the idea for a while, but I recently realized that I want to put it out. Sorry, if it is not the best it is my first time writing a fic so, please be patient with my writing journey. I hope to put out more fics and I want them to get better as I go. Reposts, likes, comments, & follows are well appreciated love you all hope you have an amazing day!! :)
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milf - jeon jungkook 🍪🍨🤍
(pics. from pinterest but I made the banner myself)
pair: hot neighbor!nonidol Jungkook x female milf reader
genre: smut, one-shot, age gap (32 and 24) hot neighbor
summary: You and your husband Hoseok have a 6 year-old. You want your marriage with Hoseok to work out but he's making it difficult. Even throughout these hard times you would not change your life for the world. Well.. What happens when you find out you have a new neighbor but to your surprise, he was truly the hottest man you have ever seen.
warnings: cursing, cheating, smut, not much aftercare :/, breast play, riding (car sex), ass slapping (light), unprotected sex (please use protection), kind of mean dom! jk, sub!femreader, bj, doggy style, slightly possessive jk? dirty talk, age gap, breeding, mention of pregnancy (reader does not get pregnant), pet names, hair tugging, use of (slut, whore, etc.)
★ starring: le sserafim's Yun-jin (she's aged up to 32) & BTS J-hope (he’s aged up to 33)
jazi's note: hii thank you for the love on the teaser and I hope this fic lives up to your expectations. I worked really hard on it & this is my first fic I have ever written so please keep that in mind. I hope you guys can stick around to see what other fics I will release. Reposts, likes, comments, & follows are well appreciated. I really hope you guys love it have a great day love you!!🍪🍨🤍
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"Have you seen him?!" your best friend Yunjin shouts in your ear while pushing her cart. You two were out grocery shopping while the kids were in school. Yunjin decided to join since she was off of work.
Yunjin and you have been best friends from 2nd grade up until college and after that. You guys met your husbands in college, but Yunjin got divorced last year. Yunjin got pregnant around the same time as you and moved next door. You couldn't be happier. Her son and your son are best friends I know it's cliche but whatever. Apparently, we have a new neighbor and according to her he is very attractive. Piercings, tattoos, muscles, he has a motorcycle, can cook, etc. he has it all. She caught a glimpse of him when she came to pick up her son Chul from his playdate with Eun-Woo and she won't stop drooling over him.
"No actually I haven't. I have been so busy with Eun-Woo starting school I haven't even introduced myself." you say scrunching your eyebrows still recovering by Yunjin's shouting. You weren't convinced that your neighbor was as hot as Yunjin was making it seem. "And let me remind you I'm married remember?" you announce as you show her your hand wiggling the finger that the diamond sat on.
Yunjin rolled her eyes lightly smacking your hand away. "Right, I forgot... whatever, this guy has the moms all over him. They are going after him like he's some piece of meat." Yunjin pouts wishing she got some time alone to talk to Jungkook. "And you aren't going after him... for his meat?" She side eyes you while you are looking for cereal. "I'm telling you ___ he's exactly your type and if you don't believe me just introduce yourself besides its the friendly neighbor thing to do." she said as she had a small smile on her face.
"I don't know Yunjin maybe if I get the time I can meet your next husband." you whisper to her as you both laugh.
You get home and place you bags down in the kitchen. You look up and see the time on the stove. 1:00pm... you still had an hour and forty minutes until Eun-Woo got out of school. You hear light talking coming from down the hall so Hoseok must be home in his office. You don't even bother telling him you are home because he hasn't been paying attention to you anyway.
Yunjin was right it wouldn't hurt to greet your new neighbor. The last thing you want is to seem rude and be the only one who has not introduced yourself to him. So, you made chocolate chip cookies since it would be wrong to go empty handed. You walked towards Jungkook's house with the container in your hand slightly nervous.
You lifted your fist to knock but the door swung open before you could. "Hi I'm-oh" Your eyes slightly widened as you looked up at him. He towered over you wearing a white fitted short sleeve shirt which exposed his arm tattoos and muscles. He had black fluffy hair and a lip piercing. You could see the outline of his abs through his shirt and his big doe eyes were so pretty looking down at you.
"Hey..." he spoke with a small smirk plastered on his face. You were not being very discreet when checking him out. It's not like he was hiding the way he was looking at your boobs either. "Oh Hi... I'm sorry I just.. um I wanted to introduce myself I live right across from you I'm ___. I made you these." You say softly while sticking out the container. he smiled at you looking at the container then back at you. His smile is so nice holy fuck. "Thank you so much. My hands are dirty so I can't grab the container. Would you mind coming in?" he asked. You shouldn't, you know you shouldn't go in it's clear that he thinks you're attractive and well you think he is too.. it's just wrong. "Sure."
"Great thank you. You can put cookies on the counter I'm going to wash my hands." he told you letting you walk in first. His place was organized it was way different than you expected. He walked over to his sink and started washing his hands. His hands are even attractive what the fuck.
Yunjin was right... he's exactly your type. shit...
"Why are your hands so dirty." you ask trying to make small talk. He looks up at you for a moment then nods his head to the direction of the window. You see the black motorcycle with his initials written on the side in a small cursive font. "I'm fixing it. Somethings wrong with the pipe." Wiping his hands on a small cloth... he still had something black smeared on his face jaw and a little on his arm, but you didn't say anything. He walked over to you and stood quiet for a bit.
"Are you doing anything today?" He questioned analyzing your face. You tried to look somewhere else. You didn't want to make eye contact with him feeling nervous under his gaze. "I have to pick up my son Eun-Woo from school in forty minutes and cook" you admit. "Oh, you're a mom huh." he's not really asking it's more of a statement. The look on his face shockingly does not show any signs of disappointment. "Do you have a husband? I haven't seen him with you." he pushes.
"Yea I do. We just... we aren't going through the best time right now that's all. It happens to a lot of people though." you tell him trying to reassure yourself realizing you overshared god you hate when you do that. "Hmm... I don't know how he does it I wouldn't be able to stay away from you." he admits playing with a strand of your hair and using his hand to tilt your jaw up. You two look at each other and you know what you are going to do next is wrong, but you can't help it. His lips crash onto yours and you grab at his arm. The kiss turns into a heated make out session running your hands through his hair. You hesitate for a moment wondering if you should take it further. You start unbuckling his belt slightly pulling his pants down.
"Is this, okay?" you ask pulling away from his lips as he tries to lean forward to kiss you again. "Yes, shit" he answers before reattaching his lips to yours as you softly palm him through his boxers. You push his chest slightly and get on your knee's looking up at him through your lashes. He threw his head back mouth slightly open and his eyes closed. His face alone has you wet as you continue to palm him. You pull down his boxers and his cock bounces slightly and hit's his abdomen. You were intimidated by his size, he was so hard precum was leaking from his tip.
You grab his dick and lick the tip. He hisses when you start to suck softly and use your hand to slowly pump up and down his shaft. He puts his hand on the back of your head as you start to bob your head. "Yea just like that.. fuck don't stop." Jungkook mumbles. You look up at him and he pushes your head further. Digging your nails in his thighs as you slightly gag on his length. “What you can’t take it? Come on I know you can do it baby.” Tears stream down your face as you bob your head down his entire length reminding yourself just a little longer. “Oh fuck. I’m gonna cum, are you gonna let me cum in your mouth. Huh slut?” he asks you while tugging on your hair. You slightly nod as he holds your head at the base of his length. He cums down your throat and you swallow as you release his dick licking the remaining cum off his shaft.
He pulls you up from your knees and you catch a glimpse of the time. 2:35 pm… you’re gonna be late if you don’t leave to pick up Eun-Woo right know. “Mmm.. Jungkook, I have to go. Eun-Woo gets out in 5 minutes” you tell him as he’s kissing down your jaw to your neck. He looks at you and pouts guilt hits you realizing you just cheated on Hoseok, you knew you should’ve never gone in his house. You tell Jungkook you guys will continue another day but you’re lying to him and that bothers you even more. You have to avoid him at all costs now. You rush out of his house not letting him respond and quickly get your car keys speeding off to get your son.
It's been two and a half weeks since you talked to Jungkook. Ok yes you guys did more than talking but whatever happened is in the past and it will never happen again. Today Yunjin and you are setting up a party for Eun-Woo and Chul's soccer team because they won a game. You're inside getting tape when you hear Yunjin talking to someone. "Hey, thank you for coming! Sure, can you just hold the ladder while I put this up? Thanks." Who got here already? We told everyone to come at 5:00 it's 4:09. You walk outside and are greeted with Jungkook holding the ladder as Yunjin's laughing at something he said. It gets quiet but you don't realize until Yunjin- "___ PASS THE TAPE MY ARM IS GOING TO FALL OFF IF I HOLD THIS ANY LONGER FUCK" Yunjin yells. You slowly walk over and give her the tape. "Sorry." you mutter "Actually, Yunjin can I talk to you really quick." you ask her while pretending to watch Eun-Woo and his friends playing inside to avoid eye contact with Jungkook. It doesn't help that you've felt his eyes on you since you stepped outside.
She finishes taping the banner, so you drag her inside and you don't waste time asking her. "Did you invite Jungkook-" Yunjin nods "God Yunjin why? He doesn't even have a kid he doesn't need to be here." You say to her as she rolls her eyes. "___ our other friends are coming, and they don't have kids why is he different? Plus, he asked to help, and I was not going to pass up that offer." she says smiling, but her smile drops realizing you're acting weird. She grabs your arm before you walk away. "Why are you acting weird? Did something happen between you two?" she asks gasping waiting for you to tell her what happened. You hate how she knows you so well you can't even lie to her. "It's your fault. You told me to introduce myself to him, so I did, and I ended up sucking his dick there happy?" you admit, and she starts jumping and runs to the kitchen.
You follow her and she's going through your fridge. "Hey, it's not my fault but I can't blame you. How big was it like this? or this? hmm?" she asks you while holding a cucumber in one hand and a banana in the other. You roll your eyes and put the stuff back, grabbing her hand to bring her back outside. "Come on we have to finish setting up." you tell her laughing at how she's whining saying you're "gatekeeping."
Eun-Woo and his soccer team love the party and you even got a "You're the best mom ever" from Eun-woo. Right now, the kids are debating what's the best candy and Yunjin is with Renni and the other moms probably talking about how hot Jungkook is. You realize the lemonade pitcher is empty, so you decide to make more. Jungkook walks in the kitchen not too long after you. "So, you just planned on ignoring me after what happened?" Jungkook asks you looking slightly hurt. You let out a breath and look at him. "What happened was a mistake Jungkook. I'm married you know that." you say sternly. Jungkook walks over and stands right next to you as you finish making more lemonade. "I don't care and if you really cared about jeopardizing your marriage you wouldn't have been on your knees for my dick so quickly." you hear a hint of jealously in his voice and you give him a dirty look. He grabs your arm and takes you to the bathroom slamming the door shut.
You push him against the door kissing him hard. You were so angry because the truth is Jungkook was right, but you didn't want to admit it. He unbuttoned your jeans and slid them down along with your panties. You run your hands through his hair continuing to kiss him roughly as he grabs your ass. He turns you around and you grab the edge of the sink. You look in the mirror and see him taking off his pants god he looks so good. "You're so wet. Have you been thinking about me this whole time?" Jungkook whispers you can teel he's smiling without looking at him. You drop you head lower and gasp when he shoves his dick inside you with no warning.
He starts thrusting hard giving you no time to adjust. The pain starts mixing with pleasure and you're biting you lip trying to hold in your moans. Jungkook grunts in your ear picking up his pace. "Fuck I wish I could be in this pussy forever. You're so good for me." he tells you pulling your hair so you can look in the mirror and watch him fuck you. Your knuckles start turning white from how hard you are holding onto the counter. He's fucking you so good that you can't even try to hold in your moans anymore. "___ are you in there? Are you okay?" Yunjin asks you sounding concerned. Your eyes get wide, but Jungkook continues to fuck you. You try to swallow your moans so you can answer her.
"Yeah.. mm. I'm fine I got a cut when I was cutting up the lemons." you reply whimpering. "Alright well hurry up... I can't deal with Renni alone. I'm suffering." she whispers the last part walking away. The sound of skin slapping and moaning fills up the bathroom it reeks of sex in here. "Maybe I should get you pregnant, I'll know you're walking around your husband full of my baby. hmm would you like that you whore?" Jungkook slaps your ass waiting for a response. "Mm fuck yea. Please fill me up with your babies I need it. Please can I cum.. baby let me cum on your cock please please please." you plead not even think straight. Jungkook let's out a breath feeling you tighten around him. "Yea cum on my cock show me how good I make you feel. Come on." Jungkook's pace is getting sloppy, so you know he's close. You guys cum at the same time moaning loudly. He turns your head towards him so he can kiss you. His pace slows down and he pulls out getting on his knees to watch his cum spill out of you.
"Can't believe you tried ignoring me after sucking my cock. Now you're here begging to cum on it." Jungkook scoffs pulling up his pants and grabbing napkins to clean you up. You scrunch your eyebrows feeling sensitive. "You should go out first, I'll be out in a couple minutes." you tell Jungkook looking at him with the most innocent eyes like he didn't just fuck your brains out. He kisses you one last time and walks out.
It's Saturday and even though Eun-Woo saw his friends on Thursday at the party he wanted to invite them over again. So, as they play soccer on the front lawn you made them snacks. Watching how their eyes light up when you put the snacks out brought a smile to your face. "Thank you, Mrs. Jung!!" Chul tells you while munching on chips and gives you a small hug running back to play soccer before you could respond. You lay on the lawn chair and decide to read a book. Letting out a huff you put the book on your lap. You can't stop thinking about Jungkook. What's he doing right now? You wonder if he's thinking about you too. You know you can't ignore him anymore he's ju-
"MOMMMM!!!" Eun-Woo shouts and you jolt up looking at him with confusion on your face. "Eunnie what is it?" you ask him softly walking over to him. "We kicked the ball to rough and it flew into Mr. Jeon's yard. It was only by accident I promise." he tells you pointing at Jungkook's house, and you smile at him. "It's okay Eunnie I'll go get it. Go to the backyard don't go on the sidewalk. If you need anything your dad's inside, okay?" you tell him starting to walk over to Jungkook's house. "Ok!" He says about to walk away. You're at Jungkook's doorstep until you hear Eun-Woo calling you. "Mom!!! We have another ball it's fine." You were about to step away until Eun-Woo yells again "Actually since your there can you get it pleaseeeee" he begs. You roll your eyes and stick your tongue out. Eun-Woo laughs running off to your backyard with his friends.
You knock on Jungkook's door, and he opens it with a towel hugging his waist. Abs on full display water droplets trickling down them. "Hey" you greet him returning the smile he's giving you. He looks so good his hair is damp and you can see his entire sleeve tattoo now. "Eun-Woo and his friends were playing soccer, and they kicked their ball into your backyard. Do you mind if I get it?" you ask him while your eyes flicker between his face and abs. "Not at all. Come in" he tells you opening the door even wider. "You have people over today?" he asks as you step in.
"Yeaa Eunnie wanted to invite some friends over to play." you explain looking back at him while you walk to his back door. You have trouble opening the door, so Jungkook walks over and opens it for you. You give him a small smile and look around his back yard. You spot Eun-Woo's ball and grab it walking back inside Jungkook's house. "Thank you sorry I'll tell them to be more careful next time." You tell him walking to the front door. Jungkook softly grabs your hand and turns you around putting a hand on your cheek. You look up at him and he runs his thumb over your bottom lip sliding it into your mouth. You softly suck on his thumb closing your eyes dropping the soccer ball. "Have you been thinking about me? 'Cause I can't stop thinking about you and your cute little pussy." He admits using his other hand to cup your cunt through your shorts.
You let out a soft moan nodding your head and opening your eyes when he takes his thumb out of your mouth. "I can't stop thinking about you." you tell Jungkook, and he runs his big hands down your back letting out a breath of relief. He uses one hand to grab your ass and kisses you softly. You put both of your hands on his face griding on him. You both pull away foreheads touching looking at each other in comfortable silence. "Jungkook. Please fuck me."
"I never thought you'd ask" he continues kissing you backing you up until you hit the island counter. "We have to be quick though" you tell him not wanting Hoseok to become suspicious. He nods sliding your shorts off but leaving your underwear on. He slowly turns you around and lays the upper half of your body on the counter. Your cheek makes contact with the cold counter, and you inhale sharpy. He drops his towel pushing your underwear to the side and grabbing his dick sliding inside. He puts a hand on your head and starts thrusting slowly. You let out a moan breathing heavy. Jungkook's thrust are slow and hard he starts picking up the pace using his other hand to rub your clit. You arch your back and you're a whimpering moaning mess.
Jungkook looks at your hand laying on the counter and notices your wedding ring shining as the sunlight hits it. He can't help but feel jealousy because he knows you go back to home to Hoseok at the end of the day and Hoseok wakes up next to you. He wants to be the one who wakes up next to you in the morning and he wants to take care of you when you're sick, he wants to be able to say you're his. Jungkook starts thrusting way harder than before not caring that tears are streaming down your face. "Who makes you feel this good? Whose dick has you coming back to them?" When you don't reply he smacks your ass hard. "You Jungkook only you." you scream. He continues to fuck you hard, and you reach behind you putting your hand on his v-line. "Jungkook slow down please 's too much." you tell him sniffling. He smacks you hand away and runs his hand down your spine.
"This is the only pussy I want.. are you gonna let me fuck it whenever I want? I feel you tightening around me. Cum with me baby I'm so close." You nod chanting Jungkook's name as you cum on his cock. He pulls out and turns you around your fucked out face making him reach his climax quicker. You jerk him off with the remaining energy you have left and he cums on your thighs groaning in your ear. You guys are both panting, and you rush cleaning yourself up putting your shorts back on. "Come back please. Don't ignore me we can make this work" Jungkook pleads looking at you with his doe eyes. You kiss him nodding knowing this time you won't ignore him. Grabbing Eun-Woo's ball you walk back to your house feeling sore.
"Mom finally your back. Oh thank you! Guy's she got the ball." Eun-Woo tells his friends grabbing the ball from your hands. They all examine the scratched-up ball with smears of dirt on it. "Where was it Mrs. Jung?" Chul asks you with curious eyes. "It was stuck in a bush, you guys kicked it pretty hard huh?" you tease them, and they all apologize as you laugh and ruffle Chul's hair. "It's okay guys I didn't mind getting the ball for you just be careful next time. Now go change before it gets too dark out, I'll take you guys out to get ice cream." They all yell and jump up and down in excitement running inside to get changed.
You run a hand through your hair looking at the different medications. Debating whether you should get Eun-Woo a stronger medication like his doctor recommended for his fever or just stick to the one he's using. You decide to just get both you'll talk to Hoseok and figure out which one to give him. You also grab a couple instant ttoekbokki packs since you and Eunnie have been craving it. As you walk towards the cash register you noticed a familiar figure in one of the aisles. You walk towards him looking at the ramen. "Too many choices huh?" You ask and Jungkook looks over and sees you. "Aish what are you doing here at this time?" he questions you smiling.
"Eunnie has a fever, so I came to get him extra medication. And we've been craving tteokbokki so I'm buying this too." you tell Jungkook, and you watch his smile turn into a frown hearing your son is sick. "Oh, that sucks. I hope he feels better" Jungkook puts a hand on your shoulder rubbing it softly. You give him a tight-lipped smile and huff. "Why are you here this late? Late night cravings?" it's your turn to ask him. He laughs nodding "I was thinking about my eomma's ramen. I started craving some and now I don't know which one to get." he tells you and you smile at the mention of his mom.
"Just get both" you shrug looking up at him. He repeats your action getting both ramens and you both walk up to the cash register. You guys pay for your stuff and walk out. "Wanna come in my car for a bit? If you don't want to go home right away." Jungkook offers and you look at him and roll your eyes smiling. "Yea and what are we going to do in your car huh?" you ask moving closer to him and he looks at your lips.
"Stop clenching your gonna make me cum already if you keep doing that." Jungkook throws his head back. You bounce on his cock even harder moaning loudly. Jungkook is laying in his driver seat and your legs are sprawled over his lap as you try to get off on his dick. The car rocking back and forth and windows getting foggy. "Fuck baby" you whisper flipping your hair over your shoulder looking down at where you two meet. Jungkook can't take his eyes off your boobs bouncing and he takes your left nipple in his mouth sucking and looking up at your face as you throw your head back keeping your pace. He uses his other hand rolling your right nipple between his fingers.
"Ughh fuck, fuck, fuck mm your dick's so big baby" you lean back putting your hands on Jungkook's knees as you look him in the eye. He switched to your right boob sucking on it using his hand to slap your ass occasionally. He let's go of your boob with a pop. "Mmm, I can fuck you seven days a week." Jungkook tells you and you laugh as that familiar feeling in your stomach comes letting you know you are about to reach your climax.
Well, this fuck-buddy-friendship shit with Jungkook won’t be ending anytime soon that's for sure.
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wedding night | Jk Drabble
↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you are married to your father's business partner, a man you have never laid eyes on before. your family has a longstanding tradition that's you have to sex on the wedding night.would you be able to accept this man as your husband, Would you be willing to do sex?
⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut, fluff?
⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jungkook x reader au!
⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, light dirty talk, nipple playing, virgin y/n, fingring, cum licking, unprotected sex, soft and hard sex, double orgasm. husband jungkook is somethig else.
⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 6.8k+
A/N : So, like, this is my first attempt at writing steamy drabble. I've been wanting to do it for a while, but I was always too shy. But now, here I'm with this mf drabble *feeling super nervous*. Let me tell ya, writing smut ain't no walk in the park. Hopefully, you'll enjoy it though!
© 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐲 [𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝]
You're sitting on a massive bed, donning a luxurious wedding gown. The room is so vast that it could double as a home for someone less fortunate. Although you hail from an affluent family, his house surpasses even yours in size. The room is adorned with roses, beautifully and aesthetically arranged, which helps keep your nervousness at bay. Yet, you sit here alone, awaiting for your husband you've never laid eyes on in your entire life.
Well, your father suggested you take a look at his picture, but you declined. Because even if you denies your father would never reject his business partner. You had to brace yourself because you believed he might be an older man who wants a young adult in his fucking pants.
The biggest issue for you is that you're a virgin and you'll have to engage in a physical relationship with someone you don't even love. Your greatest fear, which is about to come true, is that you have to sex on wedding night, as it's a tradition in your family that couples must do so on their wedding night, even if they don't love each other. You never imagined this day would come for you, and you never thought your father would choose his business partner for you.
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupts your thoughts. After one knock, the door opens, and a maid enters, carrying a sleeping suit that resembles a nightgown. She approaches the bed and neatly places the dress on the corner of the mattress.
"Mam, sir wants you to change into these," she speaks melodiously, pointing to the dress.
You simply nod, and she disappears through the grand door.
Your nervousness returns after hearing "sir" from the maid's mouth. Your heart rate increases, but you try to stay composed. You place your soles on the cold tiles, stand up from your sitting position, and make your way to the bed's corner. You stop there and examine the nightgown: it's a black silk blouse , a long black gown that reaches your feet, and black silk trousers. After a quick glance, you pick up the dress and head toward the bathroom.
As you walk, soft rose petals scatter beneath your feet like cold feathers. You reach the bathroom and open the door. Your jaw drops as you take in the sight; the bathroom is also lavishly decorated with roses and candles. There's even a large jacuzzi tub adorned with rose petals, which seems to be both inviting and pulchritudinous. You step in wearing the plushy pair left outside the bathroom for you. Your expression remains one of awe.
As you walk further, you gently trace your fingers along the counter. After a few steps, you stand in front of the mirror, still finding it hard to believe you're in a wedding dress. You're now a married woman. How life has changed in just one day!. You were in your father's house yesterday, and today you're in the house of a man, or rather, an old man. You did all this for your father, but--. A tear escapes from your eye, and you quickly wipe it away.
You start to unzip your dress, removing it until you stand in your undergarments. You unclasp your bra and slide off your panties, leaving you naked before a big mirror. You unpin your bun and do everything while looking at your reflection, wanting to see the old you, the virgin, one last time. After unpinning your hair, you make your way to the jacuzzi tub to ease your nerves. Stepping in, the warm water immediately calms your anxiety.
After a relaxing bath and drying yourself off, you intend to put on the nightgown. However, you notice a box on the counter, beautifully wrapped in black paper with a note attached. You open the note and read,
"Wear these too."
A curious smile crosses your face, and you open the box, finding a lovely black bra and panty set inside. Heat rises to your cheeks, and you can't help but smile at the thought of your husband that he has obsession for black color. These small details bring you joy, but your smile faded because you forgot for a moment that the one you married was your father's business partner and he might be an old man.
You put on the black lingerie and then slip into your sleep dress. You finger-comb your hair and open the bathroom door, stepping out. However, you freeze in place when you see a handsome man sitting on the corner of your bed, legs wide apart, palms resting on the bed. He's wearing black pants and a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves, revealing his muscular, veiny arms. His slightly long, wet hair suggests he's just taken a shower. He has a fair complexion, light brown skin and his deep, expressive golden-brown eyes captivate you. He has a piercing on his lower lip, which adds to his attractiveness. You can't recall ever seeing such an elegant man in your entire life.
He clears his throat to get your attention, pulling you out of your thoughts.
You want to know who he is, so you ask in a low tone while still standing, "Who are you?"
He chuckles, understanding your confusion. Gesturing for you to come closer, you obey because you're curious. When you reach near him, he sits up straight and pats the bed next to him, but you remain standing, as he's still a stranger to you.
He senses your uncertainty and takes a deep breath. Your own breath hitches as he speaks, "Y/n, I am your husband."
His words hit you like a ton of bricks, and you feel like the ground has shifted beneath you. This can't be real. This handsome man as your father's business partner, your husband—it seems like a surreal joke, and you start to doubt your sanity.
"You're lying, aren't you?" you asked but he shook his head.
Your eyes widened with shock. Could he really be your husband? He gently caught your wrist and pulled you closer, making you sit beside him. You felt a little nervous because there was very little distance between the two of you, and your arm touched his narrow one. He looked into your eyes, and it felt like you were drowning in his brown gaze. His eyes seemed to hold a world of unspoken words.
His gaze shifted from your eyes to your lips and back again. When your eyes finally left his, you looked at his entire face. His cheeks had a slight tint of color, and he realized he was caught. Nervously, he cleared his throat, moved a bit away from you, took a deep breath, and looked at you again.
He spoke, "Well, first of all, you look beautiful in this gown."
You blushed and briefly avoided eye contact before regaining your composure.
You looked back at him and said melodiously, "Thank you."
"Okay, so I'm Jeon Jungkook, your dad's business partner, and your husband," he introduced himself.
"Y/N, I believe you thought I was some old man who partnered with your father in his business. I'm sure you're wondering how a young man could be your father's partner. I joined the company three years ago after my dad passed away, and your father was one of his friends. So, I partnered with Mr. Lee in his business. Well, I am quite the professional in the business world," as he explained you nodded understanding, but when he spoke last sentence, a smirk appeared on his face because he was praising himself.
"Y/N, if you have any questions, feel free to ask," he offered you with a sweet smile and you nodded. He found it cute and chuckled a little.
"Well how did you plan to marry me? or did you see me somewhere before?" you inquired.
You noticed that he looked everywhere except at you after you questioned him. While seeking his gaze you gently placed your palm on top of his hand, causing him to avert his eyes downwards. There is a sense of unfamiliar warmth within you, which may be attributed to the budding acceptance of him as your husband. Sensing his muscles tensing, you proceeded a bit further and hummed curiously. His eyes met yours, conveying an indescribable emotion that you had never witnessed before in his brown eyes. He's unable to resist any longer, taking your hand and placing it over his chest, where you sense his rapid heartbeat.
"Y/n, I first saw you at the office when you brought lunch for your dad during one of my meetings with him. Your eyes and innocence captivated me instantly, and that's when I knew I had given my heart to you. I asked your dad for your hand, and to my surprise, he accepted right away. It shocked me, as I never expected such immediate approval. Later, he revealed that you didn't want to see my picture and that our marriage was arranged. I believed that you might see me as an old man," he honestly explained, making your heart race.
His own heart was pounding as he poured out his feelings, locking eyes with you.
"Y/n, in straight words I love you," he declared, and you gazed into his eyes, realizing that love was what you had been seeking in those eyes. You could feel yourself melting for him. He gently squeezed your hand, then brought it to his lips, planting a tender kiss on your knuckles. Your throat went dry, his lips on your hand being an exquisite sensation, and you yearned for his lips on yours. His gaze now fixated on your lips, and you moistened them with your tongue. He leaned in closer, just an inch away from you, his shallow breath brushing your lips. But he paused, seeking your permission through your eyes.
You couldn't help yourself any longer, so you took matters into your own hands and closed the gap between you and him. His eyes widened at your daring move, yet in a moment, his surprise was replaced with blissful feelings as your lips touched his. His hand encircled your neck while the other grabbed your waist, bringing you even closer. His cold, tantalizing lip piercing touched your lower lip, which elicited an involuntary moan from you. He started to suck on your lower lip, causing another moan to escape your mouth. He smirked in the kiss, knowing his touch had an effect on you, and plunged his tongue into your mouth, which you welcomed with open mouth. His passionate kiss went on for a minute before you both had to break apart to catch your breath. Your breaths were shallow; his lips were swollen from the passionate makeout session, and you felt your body heat up with desire. He caressed his thumb over your cheek and gazed at you with passionate eyes.
He made you lie on the bed, his eyes smoldering with desire as he hovered over you.
His voice was laced with lust as he whispered, "Are you ready to be mine?"
Your body quivered with anticipation, already wet from the deep timbre of his voice. You nodded, unable to resist the magnetic pull he had on you. Without hesitation, he captured your lips with a hunger that left you breathless. His hand cupped your clothed breast, eliciting a moan from deep within you.
As he trailed wet kisses down your jaw and neck, you arched your back in ecstasy. He found your sensitive spot of neck and you couldn't help but moan louder, but he held you down with a firm grip on your belly. You were becoming a moaning mess, completely under his spell. His effect on you was undeniable, and your panties were already damp with your wetness. You could feel the bulge in his pants growing, matching the intensity of your desire.
He pulled away from your neck, breathing heavily as he looked into your eyes.
"Y/n, may I please take off this gown of yours?" he asks his husky voice was thick with desire, and you took a moment to catch your breath.
This was all new to you, but you knew you wanted him. He was the one for you, and you were ready to give him everything.
"Ju-Jungkook, everything that's happening to me is new, but I'm ready to give you all of me," you told him, your voice trembling with anticipation.
His eyes glistened with emotion, but then he looked at you with concern.
"You're a virgin?" he asked, and you nodded.
"Y/n, if you don't want to do this, we don't have to, okay?" he reassured you, but you placed your palm over his chest.
"I'm fine with it, Jeon," you assured him, and he found your voice angelic as he leaned in to claim your lips once more.
"Oh, so my baby yearns to be mine, aching with anticipation. Hmm", he playfully taunts you, and you find yourself yearning to disappear, to escape from this world entirely.
He studies your countenance, and a mischievous grin dances across his lips, causing your cheeks to flush. Is it embarrassment that tinges your face, or is it simply the effect of his infectious smile?
With a charming smile, he took your hand and helped you sit, his strong arms gently holding your waist. As he began to remove your gown, his cold fingers brushed against your bare arms, sending shivers down your spine. Soon, you were dressed in a stunning black silk blouse and trousers, with your black bra straps peeking out seductively. Jungkook's eyes were fixated on your shoulders, and you could feel his gaze burning into your skin. He couldn't help but gulp as he took in the sight of those tantalizing straps, his tongue wetting his lips in anticipation. You couldn't help but crave the touch of that tongue on your own lips.
He leans in and whispers in your ear, "I fucking want to remove these pieces of clothing from you and wants to explore every curve of your body that's hidden underneath them".
You clutch his shirt tightly and feel your face beginning to flush, your throat drying up. His deep and lustful voice has a profound effect on you sending a wave of desire through your body.
His hands begin to explore your bare waist, his fingers tracing slow circles on your belly as he plants light kisses on your earlobe. Your breath quickens as his lips move lower, but he stops just short of your neck, his half-opened brown eyes filled with a mixture of love and lust. He's just an inch away from your lips, and you can feel the heat radiating off his body.
"Y/n, I can't control myself anymore," he speaks in a husky voice, his crotch straining against his pants.
He needs you, wants you, and he can't hold back any longer. He's asking for your permission, one last time, before he loses all control. You can feel the tension building between you, the air thick with desire and longing.
You have already accepted him. You found yourself enjoying his kisses, the way his fingers touched your skin, and the way he made love to you. His eyes conveyed a pure love for you, and his deep, husky voice sent shivers down your spine. And now you are unable to resist the growing bulge in his pants, and you just find yourself wanting him more and more. As his half-open brown gaze pierces into you, you feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter. You know you can no longer resist this sexual tension, and you are willing to go further with him. His breath fans across your mouth, and you yearn to devour his lips with your In this moment, you know that there is no turning back. You are consumed by the fire of your desire for him, and you are ready to take the plunge into the unknown depths of your passion. With a sense of reckless abandon, you want to give yourself over to him completely, knowing that you will never be the same again.
You blink your eyes, you give him a subtle hint that you're ready to give yourself to him completely. His lips curl up into a smile and his eyes sparkle with joy as he watches you. He's never felt this happy before and he doesn't know how to react. He places his palms on your cheeks and you can feel your heart racing in your chest. He tenderly kisses your forehead and whispers,
"You're so beautiful baby".
His voice is low but you can hear every word clearly. He gazes into your eyes and kisses each one gently.
"Your eyes are so captivating my love," he whispers again, causing your heart to skip a beat.
He then kisses both of your cheeks and lastly his lips tenderly touch your lips "And I promise I'll be gentle," he whispers in his husky voice.
The last sentence sends a jolt of pleasure through your body, causing you to clench your thighs tightly. You can feel your pussy pulsing with anticipation.
His captive hands slowly make their way to the hem of your black silk blouse, you feel your breath catch in your throat. Your mind is a jumbled mess, unable to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through your body. You know that this night is going to be long, but you can't help but crave more of his touches.
Every caress sends shivers down your spine, making you ache for something sinful and wild. You want him to take control, to show you just how much he desires you. His gentle touch is driving you mad, but you can't help but yearn for something more aggressive.
Just as you're lost in your thoughts, he suddenly pulls your blouse off with a force that takes you by surprise. Your eyes widen in shock, but you can't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the sudden burst of aggression. It's as if he's reading your mind, knowing exactly what you need.
With a sly smirk, he gazes at your flushed expression, his eyes sparkling as they roam over your perfect body. You feel his gaze like a predator, but in the limits of love. He leans in, his lips meeting yours in a fiery kiss. This time, he knows you're completely his, and he can do whatever he wants.
As he sucks on your bottom lip, a moan escapes your lips. His tongue slips into your mouth, and a battle ensues between your tongues. Your breathing becomes heavy, and you both know there's no going back. He's lost all control, and so have you.
As you suck on his tongue, he growls with pleasure. In the heat of the moment, he unbuckles your bra, leaving you exposed. You try to hide your breasts, but he's too fast, catching your hands before they can cover you.
"Uh huh! Don't you even think about hiding what's rightfully mine," he husked, his words dripping with an insatiable, irresistible longing.
He licks his swollen lips, his breath heavy with desire.
"And you know I've never seen such beautiful breasts in my entire life. Y/n, let me fucking suck these beautiful tits of yours. " he rasps, sending shivers down your core.
Your nipples harden at his dirty talk, and your underwear is already drenched with your juices.
Once again, he makes you lie on the bed, hovering over you with a hunger in his eyes. You know there's no turning back now. You're completely his, and he's going to take you to new heights of pleasure. As he hovers over you, his hands cup your left breast and begin to massage it. You can't help but moan as his mouth finds yours and devours your sounds. He moves to your right breast, and start massage it with the same way he did to the other. His big palms making your ample chest feel like nothing. You arch your back, and your clothed core brushes against his hard cock inside his pants. He growls into the kiss, and you both break away, breathing heavily.
You open your eyes to find his gaze sinful and intense, and you follow it down to where your clothed core is pressed against his own clothed dick. Your face flushes with desire, but you want more. You want to feel his abs, his muscular torso, and suck on his nipples like you owe him. You want to remove his damp shirt yourself and explore every inch of his body.
His eyes meet yours again, and you feel like you've forgotten how to breathe. You take a deep inhale, and he hitches his own breath at the sight of you.
"Jeon, let me remove your shirt," you speak in a shallow voice, your face still flushed red.
You can't believe you're being so bold, but it's like a part of you that's been imprisoned for so long is finally breaking free.
You begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, your fingers tenderly touching his skin and making him shudder with anticipation. He lets out a deep growl, unable to resist your teasing touch.
"You're playing with fire, my dear," he rasped, his voice dripping with a dangerous allure.
As he grind his clothed crotch against your womanhood, a surge of desire shot through your body, causing your core to clench and halting your movements to unbutton his shirt. His dark brown irises bore into your soul, creating deep, captivating holes in your eyes. The smirk on his lips sent shivers down your spine, quickening your breath.
He smirk, relishing in the flushed expression on your face.
"Open these damn buttons," he commanded, his voice laced with authority.
Unable to resist his dominance, your hands began to move again, this time with caution, avoiding his chiseled abs. He sat on knees, removing his shirt completely, revealing a sight that made your mouth go dry.
His toned abs, broad chest, tiny waist, and broad shoulders begged for your touch, yearning for your nails to dig into them. Unable to resist any longer, you instinctively reached for his neck, pulling him closer, capturing his lips with yours. A smile played on his lips as you sucked on his lower lip, causing him to grind his clothed cock against your lower region. The kiss was broken, and his hands began to make their way towards your silk black trousers.
You closed your eyes, breathing heavily, feeling a sense of humiliation as you knew your panties were already damp with your wetness. His fingers traced slowly along your lower abdomen, causing your belly to stick to your insides as you inhaled a long breath, overwhelmed by his actions. However, his movements abruptly stopped before reaching your trousers. Curiosity got the better of you, and you opened your eyes to see why he had paused.
In that moment, his hand suddenly grasped your breast with a firm grip, causing a loud moan to escape your lips.
"Ah-h Jungkook, you're gripping it so tightly," you whimpered, your voice filled with a mix of pleasure and pain.
Ignoring your plea, he continued to massage your breast, transforming your discomfort into pure ecstasy within the blink of an eye. He brought his face closer to your chest, his gaze fixated on your breasts as he licked his lips in a seductive manner. He pinch your nipple, a surge of both pain and pleasure coursed through your body, leaving you hissing in delight.
"These nipples are craving my attention hmm, and I am going to give them just that before moving on to your pussy, which is also yearning for my touch."
His words dripping with a tantalizing filth that sent shivers down your spine. The anticipation grew, your senses were heightened and your body responded with a thrilling wetness, causing a delicious dampness to form in your panties. How much longer could your eager pussy wait for the moment his cock would finally be inside you? With a slow, deliberate movement, he brought his lips to your right breast, his plump strawberry lips brushing against your sensitive nipple. Your back arched in response, and you let out a soft moan as he began to suck on it. His tongue worked with his lips, creating a delicious sensation that made you gasp with pleasure.
"Ahh- Jeon," you moaned, your nails digging deep into his shoulder as he continued to suck on your nipple. He hissed in response, but he couldn't stop himself from lavishing your breast with his attention. His hand never stopped moving, massaging your other breast.
And then, with a gentle retreat, he released your breast, creating a soft pop sound as he withdrew. And then, he eagerly takes your left nipple into his mouth, his passion evident in every suck. Meanwhile, his skilled hands continue to massage the other breast, leaving you unable to control the involuntary roll of your eyes or the constant moans escaping your lips. With a gentle touch, he lifts your belly slightly, effortlessly removing your trousers, leaving you clad only in silk panties. Yet, even in this state of undress, he never ceases his attention on your breasts. Finally releasing them, he breathes heavily, his lips swollen and he gazed at you. The movement of his Adam's apple catches your attention, causing your breath to hitch in your throat. However, as you become aware of you're in only panties, you instinctively try to close your legs, only to find his hands firmly planted on your thighs, preventing any escape.
He leaned in, his face drawing closer to yours, his warm breath gently fanning across your lips. He peck tenderly on your lips, his eyes locked onto yours, inviting you to lose yourself in their deep brown depths.
His voice, raspy and filled with desire, broke the silence, "Are you enjoying my touch, baby?"
Your mind was a whirlwind, unable to think straight, but every touch, both gentle and assertive, sent waves of pleasure through your body. You yearned to be bold, but his affectionate caresses left you feeling dizzy, making you shy away from taking the lead. Instead, you simply nodded, silently conveying your desire for him to take control. As you nodded, his bunny teeth peeked through, and he couldn't help but praise your cuteness
"you're so cute my love",
which causing a small giggle to escape your lips. He captured your mouth once more, this time in a deep, passionate kiss, his lips hungrily sucking on yours. His left hand tenderly caressed your ear and cheek, heightening the intensity of the moment. Lost in the kiss, his hand began to explore your chest, slowly making its way down to your lower abdomen, until finally slipping beneath the fabric of your panties. The pleasure was overwhelming, and a moan escaped your lips as your back arched in response to his pleasurable touch.
He pulls away from your lips and leans in close to your ear. His breath is hot against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. Meanwhile, his other hand is tantalizingly close to your most intimate area, but not quite touching yet. With a low, seductive voice, he asks you a question that makes your heart race.
"Do you want my finger or my cock inside you first?"
The mere sound of his words sends your body into overdrive, and you can feel your arousal building with each passing moment. Your breathing is ragged and fast, and you can feel your panties growing damp with your own fluids.
He asked in low hum and playfully nibbled on your earlobe, causing a soft moan to escape your lips. His gaze locked onto yours, eager to witness the pleasure he was about to bestow upon you with his skilled touch. You met his gaze, conveying your desire for him, craving his every caress.
Closing the distance between his hand and your intimate area, a growl escaped his lips as his fingers encountered your wetness. The sensation elicited a loud moan from deep within you, but you quickly covered your mouth, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment.
"You're so fucking wet, baby," he whispered, his voice filled with desire.
Your core tightened with anticipation, yearning for him to take further action before you succumbed to the pleasure building within you. Removing your hand from your mouth, you pleaded with him, your voice filled with desperation, "Please, just do it."
A mischievous smirk played on his lips, fully aware of your desires. His voice dripped with lust as he asked, "Tell me, what is it that you want me to do?"
You squeezed your eyes shut, gathering your courage, only to open them again, determined to voice your desires. With heavy breaths, you finally spoke, "I want you to pleasure me with your fingers."
He listened intently, but as he acted upon your request, your eyes widened in surprise at the sudden sensation. He plunged his two fingers deep inside you. "JUNGKOOK one" causing you to moan even louder, your back arching in pleasure and pain. Yet, he held you still, his grip firm on your belly, ensuring you savored every moment of ecstasy.
As his fingers delve deeper into your core, he can't help but let out a low groan. You feel yourself clenching around his fingers as he begins to work his magic. He rubs your clit with his thumb, eliciting a moan from deep within your throat.
"Baby, how does it feel?" he rasps, his voice dripping with desire. You dig your nails into his shoulder, causing him to hiss in pleasure. He thrusts his fingers again, and you can feel them hitting your g- spot.
"It-t feels good," you stutter, your voice barely audible. You know that if he thrusts any harder, you'll cum all over his hands.
"Jungkook, I'm near," you speaks, your voice barely above a whisper.
"Mhm, cum for me baby," he groans, his voice shallow with desire. His cock is painfully hard, and he wants nothing more than to be inside you. With one final thrust, you cum all over his fingers. He pulls out his fingers, and you feel a rush of euphoria wash over you. Your cum is all over his hand, and he licks it off with a look of pure enjoyment on his face.
"You taste really fucking good," he says, his voice filled with lust.
He tenderly licked your cum before pressing his lips against yours, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue. The sensation caused you to moan in pleasure. With a gentle pop, he broke the kiss and knelt before you, removing your damp panties and tossing them aside. Rising from the bed, you also sit up, supporting your tired body with your palms. The intensity of your orgasm had left you feeling exhausted, as if it were the most powerful climax you had ever experienced. Although you had explored self-pleasure before, this encounter was unlike anything else. As he unbuttoned his pants, his muscles flexed, captivating your attention and igniting a spark of anticipation in the air. Slowly, he unzipped his pants, revealing his throbbing member encased in Calvin Klein boxers. Your breath caught in your throat, your expression revealed a mix of amusement and perhaps a hint of apprehension, wondering how such a sizable erection would fit inside your petite entrance. Sensing your thoughts, he flashed a confident grin,
"i would take care not to hurt you, my precious y/n" he assured you.
Your face flushes with a mix of embarrassment and desire, causing him to let out a chuckle. It's not a cute chuckle, but rather one that hints at something more intense, perhaps even lustful. As he removes his boxers, your eyes widen at the sight of his erect member, now free from its confinement. You quickly avert your gaze, not wanting to give in to the temptation of staring at it. But deep down, you know that your core is already clenching in anticipation of the pleasure it will bring.
He chuckles again, amused by your attempt to restrain yourself from looking at his hard cock. Although your face is turned away, your eyes remain fixed on his throbbing member. He climbs onto the bed and hovers over you, his voice dripping with desire.
"So, baby, do you want to use protection or feel my bare cock inside you?" he asks, his words hanging in the air.
You don't respond verbally, but your heart pounds so hard it feels like it's touching your bones. It's difficult to form words, but he insists on an answer.
"Tell me in a simple yes or no. I want to make sure I'm respecting your choice," he says, his voice filled with obedience.
You gulp, mustering up the courage to answer him. "I want to feel you... bare," you speak, your voice barely above a whisper.
But it's enough for Jungkook to hear.
"Good girl", he praises you, and a wide grin spreads across his face.
You smile back, but your smile quickly transforms into one filled with intense sexual tension. He studies your expression intently, his eyes searching for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. Sensing your unease, he leans in closer, his face mere inches from yours, and gently pecks your lips.
"You need to feel at ease with my touch, baby, because it brings you--", his voice low and seductive. But before he can finish his sentence, you cut him off with a passionate kiss, causing a smile to form on his lips. As you pull away from the kiss, your breath still heavy, you meet his gaze and explain your apprehension.
"I know, Jungkook, i know. It's my first time, so it will take some time for me to adjust to this situation and become comfortable," you confess, your voice filled with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
He lie you gently onto the bed, his touch tender yet confident. Starting with wet kisses on your lips, he trails his lips down to your neck and shoulders, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from you. His hand slowly glides up your thighs, his touch causing your body to respond eagerly, your arousal growing with each caress.
His lips release your body momentarily, and you both lock eyes, your heart skipping a beat as you follow his gaze. His member stands erect, aching to be inside you. You can't help but gulp, feeling your breath catch in your throat at the sight. He pump his cock, the anticipation building, and you find yourself unable to resist the desire that courses through your veins. He gazed into your eyes, and you met his intense gaze with equal desire. His hand began to caress your most intimate area, his touch seeking to bring you a sense of relaxation and pleasure. With his other hand, he supported himself, ensuring that his weight did not bear down too heavily upon you. The sensations overwhelmed you, and you couldn't help but moan, biting your lip in an attempt to stifle your cries of pleasure.
He positioned himself at your entrance, causing your body to arch instinctively in anticipation. A groan escaped his lips, but he fought to control his urge to thrust forcefully.
""You'll take me very well, baby. Just relax, my love," he whispered, his words soothing your muscles.
He slowly pushed an inch of his cock inside you, using his other hand to rub your folds. Your eyes rolled back naturally, and you husked, biting your lower lip. He husked too, feeling the tightness of your core.
You wanted to feel him fully, but his cock's one inch was causing you to lose yourself. He dug more of his cock inside you slowly, and you felt like his full size had adjusted. But when you tried to look at the size that was left behind, your eyes widened as you saw the half cock that was still outside of your core. You thought his full cock was already inside you.
Sensing your flustered state, he tenderly kissed your forehead, allowing your muscles to relax once more. He slid his entire length inside you, his lips biting down hard as he struggled to contain his heavy breathing. When he fully adjusted, he looked at you, and you were a bit more relaxed. But your pussy clenched around his cock, causing him to groan,
"Fuck, your pussy is gripping me so tightly."
You enveloped your arms around his strong neck, prompting him to bury his face in the comforting embrace of your shoulder and neck. Your legs clung to his torso, holding him close.
"Can I move now?" he groaned in your ear, and you nodded eagerly.
At first, his entrance made you uncomfortable, but now you had adjusted and felt a sense of relaxation, yearning for him to continue. As he withdrew his cock, your back arched in anticipation, and you felt a slow reentry that sent waves of pleasure and pain through your core. His hot breath tickled your neck, but you were too consumed by the mixture of pain and pleasure to notice his reaction. You knew you were reaching a point of no return, where there was no going back. He began to move his hips in a deliberate, slow manner, and the initial pain faded away, leaving only pure pleasure and his soft groans near your ear. His hands gently removed yours from his shoulder, intertwining your fingers with his. You realized he try to control so much, determined not to cause you any pain. Today, you experienced both sides of Jungkook - one as gentle as an angel, and the other as bold as a devil. He bestowed upon you both pleasure and love. Your back arched even more, and amidst the overwhelming pleasure, you managed to speak, your voice trembling with ecstasy.
"Mhm, Jungkook, listen..."
His slow movements halted, and he looked at you, humming in anticipation.
"You don't need to hold back anymore," you assured him, your voice barely above a whisper.
Jungkook's eyes filled with a mixture of love and lust, his desire for you evident.
"Are you sure?" he asked, his gaze locked with yours, his cock still pulsing inside you. You nodded, and without hesitation, he unleashed his desire upon you. "OH MY god" a mixture of pain and pleasure escaped your lips as you tightly shut your eyes, his face buried in the curve of your neck. A primal growl escaped his lips as he felt your walls clench around him, driving him to thrust harder. The force he possessed threatened to tear you apart, but the pain soon transformed into pure ecstasy, leaving you a moaning mess beneath him.
"You take me so damn well," he rasped, his voice thick with lust and pleasure.
The intensity of your orgasm built within you, threatening to consume you entirely.
"Ah, Jungkook, I'm going to come. I can't..."
Your words were cut off by another powerful thrust, causing you to lose yourself in pleasure once again. The air of room is thick with the sounds of passion as your moans mingle with the rhythmic slapping of skin.
With one final thrust, you climaxed, your release coating his cock as you cried out in sheer bliss, the intensity of it causing your body to tremble.
"Just hold on a little longer, baby. I'm almost there," he whispered, his voice filled with anticipation.
Your eyes fluttered shut, your breaths coming in heavy gasps, as you felt the swelling of your core and the relentless pounding of his cock.
At the peak of his pleasure, he released himself inside you with a guttural exclamation of "fuck." Both of you were left breathless, your bodies drenched in sweat, your combined fluids trickling from within you. Exhausted, you lacked the energy to even clean yourself. He gazed at you, your eyes already closed, and a chuckle escaped his lips as he struggled to catch his own breath.
He nestled himself right beside you, drawing your body closer to his. As he caught his breath, he gazed at you with an overwhelming mix of love and passion. He understood that you must be exhausted after this long night, but it was the most incredible night for him. And he knew that you had enjoyed it just as much. Gently, he placed your head on his chest, your eyes still closed. With tender strokes, he caressed your hair, his touch so delicate it felt like a whisper. He wondered if you had fallen asleep, but then a thought crossed his mind.
"Oops, y/n, we completely forgot to ask about each other's favorite things," he said, causing you to let out a light giggle. You looked up at him, still half-asleep.
"Are you awake, baby?" he inquired, to which you simply hummed in response.
"I'm so tired," you spoke in a weary tone. "But I know you have an obsession with black color ," you whispered, and he couldn't help but laugh, his chest vibrating with mirth.
"I know you're tired, love. We'll talk about it tomorrow. Goodnight, baby. I love you," he whispered to you, his voice sounding angelic. His words carrying the weight of devotion. And as those words reached your ears, you surrendered to the embrace of slumber, feeling his love envelop you like a warm embrace, feeling his love envelop you.
