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Hazard - Jung Hoseok (M)

— pairing | Jung Hoseok /Reader

— word c | 5.200

— genre | Badboy au!, angst , Smut.

— summary |  You are suspicious that your boyfriend is cheating on you. You decide to follow him one day, after work, and find him at a bar, kissing his secretary.  You two start fighting on the street, outside the pub, and that’s where you meet him. A man you’ve never seen before offers you a ride on his motocycle and you accept. And this ride ends with you in his bath, fucking him.

— warnings/tags | Adult content, explicit sex, low slang words.

“Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? Do you think I'm a toy that you play with and replace when you get tired? I'm a fucking person, you asshole." You were yelling at your boyfriend, now ex boyfriend, who tried to explain to you the scene that you had just picked up, he and a girl kissing inside a pub in the city. You and Jeha had been together for almost two years, and within a few months you were suspicious that he was cheating on you, so you decided to investigate. Today he said that he would stay at his job later, and you stood at the door of the building where he worked, when you saw him leaving with another woman, you followed and you both came to the pub where they were now. You entered the establishment and saw him kissing this other woman. You threw a glass of beer over the two of them and left the place, but he came after you, trying to explain what had happened, but you just did not want to hear, and what should have been just a little discussion, turned into an ugly fight, where you even hit him with a slap in the face, pulling you away as he tried to approach.

“Don’t you ever touch me again, speak my name or dare speak to me, Jeha. You make me sick. If you didn’t want to be with me any more, you'd end this fucking relationship instead of cheating on me, you son of a bitch.” You yelled again, catching the attention of the people in the waiting line to enter the pub.

“This is all your fault, (Y/N).” He yelled back, making you stand still for a few seconds before turning your face slowly toward him, with your mouth half open and half-closed eyes, not believing what you had just heard. “You always pay more attention to your work than me, you're never at home when I need you, and you were not giving me what I deserved.”

“You deserve a punch in the middle of your face for telling me such outrage. I took the entire month off just to be with you, and it's you who said you was full of work, but you was actually cheating on me with your secretary, Kim Jeha.” You said, raising the tone of your voice gradually until you were screaming his name with all the air you had in your lungs.

You two were silent, one staring at the other, while people around stared at you and whispered. You were breathing heavily and wondering if you would punch him or if you turned your back and left. You were always a good girl, you always did everything your parents wanted. Dating with Jeha was their idea and in the beginning you liked it because you had a crush on him, but at that time, you just wanted to go back in time and finish everything before that happened. You were not a silly teenager, you knew that none of it was your fault and nothing he said would make you feel bad about it, as if you were to blame. But still you felt bad, because during the time you dated, you did everything for him, and everything was wasted now.

You were about to say something when a hand touched your shoulder, making you turn back. There was a man behind you, he had black hair and dark eyes. his face was long and his cheeks were thin, his hair was half party, showing a piece of his forehead. He was tall, you had to lift your head to see his full face. He wore leather pants, boots, a T-shirt, and over it a jacket, all his clothes were black. His hand that was on your shoulder, squeezing it gently, and he stared at you. You opened your mouth to speak, but you did not have exactly what to say, and all the tension you were feeling seemed to fade as he stared deep into your eyes.

“You've already humbled yourself too much because of this piece of shit.” He said, his voice causing shivers throughout your body. "You deserve better." He said, and Jeha protested, advancing upon you and raising his hand to take the hand of that man off your shoulder, but the mysterious man was faster and grabbed the wrist of your ex-boyfriend, pushing his arm away from you, without even having to take his eyes off yours.

The mysterious man stepped aside, pointing toward a gray Harley Davidson that was standing on the side of the road, with two helmets without visors hanging from the back. You looked back at that man next to you, who was still serious but in a way that was not scary or intimidating and then looked at the bike. You've never ridden a motorcycle. You've never dated a stranger in your life, all the people you were with, that you talked to were people you've known all your life. You never took the risk, you had never faced the danger, and at that moment you were instigated to try. You would get out of your comfort zone and face what was ahead that line.

You took a deep breath and without looking at your ex boyfriend, you walked towards the bike, listening to Jeha scream for you. As soon as you got a helmet, you looked back, seeing Jeha being prevented from reaching you by two other boys dressed in the same clothes as that mysterious man.

He was standing at your side, he took the helmet and placed it, sitting on the bike and turning it on, making the engine roar, giving you chills. You did not hesitate to sit in the back and move your hands around his waist. Soon after, he was driving away from that street and Jeha's desperate cries were replaced by the roar of the motorcycle engine.

“Where do you live?" You had your chin on the mysterious man's shoulder when he asked you while he was still driving the bike. You frowned, confused as to why he was asking that.

“Are you going to take me home?”

"Yes, what did you think I would do to you? That I would rape you? That I would dope you and sell you on the black market?” He asked, raising his voice enough so that you could hear him over the sound of the engine, his voice full of irony. You swallowed and shook your head.

“I thought we were going to have sex.” You said after creating courage, and at the same time, the man stepped on the bike's brakes, stopping it in the middle of the street. You squeezed his waist in your arms, and closed your eyes tightly. As soon as the bike was stationary, you were relieved that there was no accident and no vehicle behind you. You hated bikes because of this, you were afraid something would happen. You had a good chance of surviving a car crash, but the chances of surviving a motorcycle crash were extremely small. The mysterious man lowered the pedal of the motorcycle and turned the handlebars. Soon after he removed his helmet and turned his neck back a little, looking over his shoulder at you. It was the same expression he had when you left that pub. You blinked a few times and swallowed.

“Do you want to fuck me?” He asked with a frown, his eyes slightly wide, not seeming to believe you had said that. You moved your head a little to the side, entering his field of vision and nodded, biting your lip shortly after. You could swear that his black eyes darkened when he saw you biting your lip. He clenched his jaw and took a deep breath. “In your house?”

You were at the back of a motorcycle, with a guy you had never seen before. You had said that you wanted to have sex with him and you had a great chance of getting yourself into trouble, but at that moment, you were not caring about it. If something were to happen, and that was your last night on earth, you would take advantage of all your chances.

“How about yours?” You asked, your voice breaking. He licked his lips and stared at you for a few seconds, looking for some sign of hesitation or regret in your face, but he found nothing. He nodded and put on his helmet, pulling up the bike pedal and driving again, but this time, toward his house.

…

As he parked the motorcycle in front of the large gray building, with several graffiti scattered over its finish, you were wondering whether you regretted it or not. You came down first and the mysterious man came down soon after, putting his helmet on the bike and doing the same with yours. You took a good look around you, seeing you were a very low-class neighbor. There was no one on the streets, but you felt like you were being watched. You looked back at the man next to you who was looking at you curiously, analyzing your reactions. He nodded toward the entrance gate of the building and walked toward it with his hands tucked into the front pockets of his pants, making you have to run to get him.

“Is there no danger of someone stealing your bike?" You asked him who just laughed and shook his head in denial. You blinked in confusion, but didn’t say anything else. He opened the building gate for you and then the door leading to the entrance hall. You two headed toward the staircase next to the elevator that had a yellow stripe locking the door, saying the elevator was broken. As you climbed the stairs behind that man, you noticed by the faint glow that did not light up the stairs, which were also graffiti of gang names and profanity on the walls.

The two of you climbed four flights of stairs until he opened a door and passed it, entering a corridor that led to some apartments. There were four doors in the hall, two on each side of the hall. Three of them had graffiti, and only the last one on the left was totally clean. Already on the right side, in the middle of the two doors, there was a couple kissing and touching without modesty, as if they were in the privacy of their houses. You just lowered your head and took a few steps, approaching the back of the mysterious man who just stopped walking as he stood in front of the clean door, opening it, and took a step back and mentioned for you to enter. So you did, entering and observing the place. It was a small apartment.

The living room was joined with the kitchen, separated only by a counter. There was a 40-inch television on top of a rack next to the door you had entered and a leather couch slouched across from her. Behind the sofa was the stone counter that separated the living room from the kitchen, and beside the kitchen wall, right in front of you, was a small hallway that led to a wooden door. To your right, there was a window with shutters half open, letting the streetlight light illuminate inside. It was a cozy place, unlike the luxury you used to have in your apartment. It was not messy, despite having a few boxes of Thai food on the table in front of the sofa and some pizza boxes on the kitchen counter. The wallpaper was a light gray color, with some white details in the corners, where the walls met.

You turned back, facing the mysterious man leaning against the door with his arms folded, his head leaning forward, looking at you through his lashes. That's when you remembered why you were there. As he took a big step toward you, ending the distance between the two of you, you held your breath involuntarily, looking into his eyes, feeling your heart soar as if in a race. You had never had sex with someone unknown, in fact you had never had sex with someone other than Jeha, you lost your virginity with him two years ago and had never experienced another man. You were extremely nervous, but you were not regretting, you just needed a little more time to get used to the idea.

The mysterious man noticed your tension and smiled. He sure had one of the most beautiful smiles you had ever seen and you knew he knew that. Even with the strain on your whole body, you could feel the heat between your legs.

“Take a breath.” He said slowly and almost like a whisper, making you remember that you were still holding your breath. You gasped and nearly choked on the air you pulled into your lungs. He stared at you for a few more seconds, before turning away from you and walking toward that small hallway. “I'm going to take a shower, make yourself comfortable.” He said and entered through that door, leaving it open and disappearing into that room. You stood in the middle of the room, confused by what had just happened. You thought he would kiss you and take you to the bedroom, or even to the sofa, not that he said it and left.

You bit your lip and decided to go to that room. You hesitated to come in, but you took the courage to continue. It was a small room, there was a door that was open that led to the closet, and another that led to what appeared to be a bathroom. The room had the same color on the walls, but the difference was that there were posters of rock bands decorating the room. The bed had a white sheet and a gray blanket over it, it was messed up, as if someone was just getting up. There were some clothes thrown across the floor, most of them dark. You heard the tap being turned on and turned toward the bathroom, deciding if you were going to go there, or if you expected him to finish bathing. You had never been through such a situation, so you were confused.

“I know you want to come in here.” The mysterious man's voice said, making you jump with fright. “If you feel comfortable, and feel like coming in here, you're more than welcome.” His voice said again. You shook your head, pushing away the indecisive ones and clenching your fists, walking confidently to the bathroom. Upon entering, you were standing in front of a grimy little white sink and a mirror. There was a toilet next to it, and in the background, leaning against the wall, was a white bathtub. where the mysterious man was relaxed, lying in there under the water, his head thrown back, propped against the wall, his eyes closed and his arms resting on the edges of the tub.

You never thought you would feel so aroused, so attracted to someone just to see him in a bathtub.

"Wh-what's your name?" You asked, stuttering the words, squeezing your thighs as sheyou felt the heat between your legs rise. The man didn’t bother to open his eyes to answer.

“Hoseok” He said. Hoseok, that name is very familiar to you. "And you're (Y/N)."

“How do you know...?” You asked confusedly, but then you remembered that Jeha had shouted your name several times before that mysterious man, entitled Hoseok, got you out of there. You thought of some other question to ask, but your mind was very drunk with the vision you were having. You just realized you were staring when Hoseok opened his eyes and turned to you.

"Are you going to stand there or will you join me?" He asked calmly, without showing any kind of expression. Now, your indecision was attacking again. "You told me you wanted to have sex, (Y/N), but if you don’t want to, I will not force you to do anything." He said realizing you were not going to say anything. Somehow, his voice, the way he looked at you, brought you confidence, security, and that was strange, but it was good. It was very good.

You took another deep breath, bringing your hands toward your back, where the zipper of your red dress was. You didn’t bother to climb on his bike wearing it, because you wore a black pantyhose underneath. Hoseok followed the dress slowly as it slid to the floor and then he looked up at you, your pantyhose reached your belly button and you wore a black lace bra. You kicked the boots off your feet and grabbed the hem of your pantyhose, pulling it down, showing off your black lace panties. Hoseok shifted in the tub, feeling that little private show was affecting him intimately. After another deep breath, you took your hands up to your back, unbuttoning your bra and tossing it down, taking off your panties soon after. Hoseok tipped his head to the side, and looked you up and down slowly as you approached the tub.

You felt your body warm as you felt his dark eyes scanning your naked body. You bit your lips, trying not to use your arms to hide yourself, and Hoseok stifled a groan. He wanted to bite your lips. You leaned against the edges of the tub to sit on the other side, facing Hoseok and shrinking your legs, knowing that his legs were open, and his feet were on either side of your hip.

“I never had sex with another man other than my ex." You said after a few minutes in silence, taking your eyes off the spume and looking at Hoseok who staring at you with intensity in his eyes..

"I told you, you don’t have to do anything you do not want …"

“I want to." You answered almost immediately. Hoseok bit his lip and arched one eyebrow at you, letting out a heavy sigh soon after.

“Come here" He called to you with one hand. "Sit on my lap and let me kiss you." He said almost in a whisper, but with authority in his voice. You didn’t hesitate to obey, using your hands on the edges of the tub to support yourself, you were able to sit on his lap, your body trembling, releasing a groan as you felt your clit and all your cunt to be right on his cock, pressing it against his belly. He chuckled. "You barely touched me and it's already like this? I really doubt that shit fucked you right in the time you were together. You're all horny, I don’t doubt that if I take your panties, it will be soaked of your juice, because I know you were horny just to climb on that motorcycle.”

“I can only agree with you." You said in a trembling voice as Hoseok ran his hands down her bare back.  “And I never had sex with another guy who was not Jeha, so I can not answer you if ...”

“ I will show you.” Hoseok interrupted you, snarling and kissing you soon after. An overwhelming kiss that made you lose air. His hands pulled you against him, caressing your bare skin as his tongue attacked your mouth. It was strange, that kiss seemed so familiar to you, as if you had kissed him before and now you were having a déjà-vu feeling. “Rub on me.” He whispered between your lips and you obeyed, taking your hands out of his hair and holding on his shoulders, moving your hips toward his, rubbing your pussy on his cock. He moaned against your lips and tightened his arms around you before lowering his hands to your hips, helping you to move. All that friction against him was making your core catch fire and you tightened your fingers on his shoulders, stopping the kiss to breathe, and staring into his face. He let out a wicked laugh and you wondered why. Easily, Hoseok moved his hand between you and held his cock, and as soon as you made the move against his hip, Hoseok hugged your waist, pulling you up a bit and positioning his dick in your entrance, making you sit down and make his dick slide all the way into you.

You chocked at the scream you gave as you felt his dick stretching your walls, throbbing as you felt he had hit hard your weak spot, making your whole body shake with the first orgasm. You looked at him as you gasped, frowning, blinking confused eyes as you tried to control your body that wanted to squirm over him. He smiled at you, a smug smile, knowing what had just happened. As your body calmed down from the sudden orgasm, you wondered what the hell had happened. How did you have an orgasm that fast?

Hoseok gently caressed your face and kissed you all over your face, neck and shoulders, waiting for your body to calm down. As soon as you stopped trembling over him, he looked up at you with a sweet smile.

“Ready to move?” He asked, holding your chin. You nodded. He once again grabbed your hips and helped you up and down his dick, riding slowly, until you regain all your strength and start riding fast and hard on him. Hoseok groaned and threw his head back, closing his eyes and leaning his head against the wall as you rolled your hips, up and down on his cock. His hands squeezed your ass and he lifted his head, staring at you with his eyebrows drooping and his jaw clenched. There was lust in his eyes and you knew it was because of you, and for some reason that gave you butterflies in the stomach and made you smile. “You're so tight.” He moaned as he unraveled into the tub and sat, hugging you, bringing his face to your neck and giving you hickeys. "I want to fuck this tight pussy in every possible position." He moaned, biting your shoulder, making you moan as you up and down on his lap. “Fuck.” He moaned, leaning back and holding the edges of the tub. “Lie down on me and hold on to the side of my head.” He asked and you obeyed. You leaned over his chest, gripped the edge of the tub on either side of his head. He bit his lip and began to move slowly against you, using the edges of the tub as support and pushing his hips against yours.

Soon his movements began to grow stronger and deeper and every thrust he gave you, you moaned loudly, closing your eyes and biting your lips. You turned your head, as if you were cracking your neck and began panting feeling your core contracted and your cunt pulsing, thirsting for a new orgasm.

“Look at me.” He asked, but you were too absorbed in feeling all that pleasure that you couldn’t open your eyes. “I want to see your eyes when you cum.” And then his hand was on your throat, raising your head and forcing you to look at him. The pressure he was making on your neck was making you breathless, and your face began to turn red, but for some reason that was being pleasurable. You rolled your eyes and let out a hoarse groan, tightening around him, making him grunt and squeeze his fingers in your throat as he pounded deep, hard and slowly into you.

You wanted more, wanted faster, wanted him to go faster. When you saw that he was going to continue only with that movement, you made a move to move your hip to ride him, but he released his other hand from the edge of the tub and grabbed your waist using force with his fingers, and you knew it would leave bruises the next day, but you didn’t care. You made a gesture to lower your head, but he used his hand on your throat to keep you from taking your eyes off him. You could feel it was coming.

“Ple-please Hoseok.” You moaned in a low voice. His abdomen twitched as he heard his name come out of your mouth like that, and he increased the force of the thrusts, making you scream.

“Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me what you want me to do. Beg for me. Use my name to beg.” He grunted, staring deep into your eyes. You controlled your willingness to roll your eyes one more time, feeling your inside tremble and pressed your fingers to the edge of the tub. “Make me cum, Hoseok.” You whimpered, starting to feel that hot feeling coming out of your core. “Please make me cum Hoseok, please. I want to cum with your dick inside me, fucking me, pleas-fuck.” You ended the sentence by screaming at the orgasm taking hold of your body and Hoseok's fingers at the same moment squeezed your throat, not letting you breathe, and it made a pleasure bomb explode inside you, making you arch your back and raising your hands, flattening them on Hoseok's chest, trying to lift your body, but his hand on your waist held you down.

Suddenly, Hoseok let go of your throat and held the edge of the tub. He flexed his legs and seconds later he was kneeling inside the tub, sitting on his heels and you were on his lap, with him hugging you by the waist. You hugged his neck, still shaking and moaning with the orgasm, he gripped your hip and began moving his against yours, thrusting hard. You bit his neck, making his body shiver and urging him to use more force on his thrusts against your pussy. Suddenly one of his hands was passing between you and he began to massage your still sensitive clitoris. You screamed as you felt his rough fingers against your tender spot and tried to rise, but his arm around your waist didn’t let you leave.

"I cannot... Please... I can’t." You whimpered, lifting your head to look at him.

“You can, baby. C'mon, I know you can.” He moaned as he took a deep breath. It was too strong, too intense, you could not control your body, and even if you wanted to stop, you could not stop. Hoseok had some effect on you and you could not decide if that was good or bad since your mind was not working well at that time. “C'mon (Y/N), give it to me.” He grunted between his teeth, increasing the speed of his fingers on your clit. You shook your head in denial, closing your eyes tightly. “Please baby, just one more time and i promise you that we can leave this bath. Give yourself to me baby. Cum around my cock just one more time, be a good girl for me, hm? Can you do that? Can you squeeze this pussy around my dick just one more time, hm baby?” He asked, but you were unable to answer any of those questions because you were too focused on what you were feeling. “Hold you breath and look at me.” He ordered and you obeyed. You pulled the air and hold your breath, staring at his eyes. It was a matter of seconds, you just stared into his dark eyes and you felt the orgasm taking over your body, and you screamed, hugging him by the neck and shaking for the third time that night, in that bathtub.

It was too strong, too intense, you could not hold it, you could not control yourself. Something you had never felt invaded your body and you began to cry. The sound of your moan of pleasure breaking and turning into a whimper made Hoseok stop his movements and freeze in place, not moving a muscle.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked without moving to look at you, just holding your waist, so you wouldn’t fall back. You sniffed and shook his head in denial, sobbing. "Then... Then why are you crying?"

“I don’t know.” You sniffed against his neck again, still feeling pulses of energy in your body, the newly orgasm. “It was intense ... I did not ... I ...” You could not formulate whole sentences and that frustrated you. Hoseok sighed in relief and shook his head. “I'm tired." You murmured, and he nodded.

"Let's go to the bed." He said quietly, now giving you gentle kisses over your shoulder.

"You have not cum yet."

"You're tired, we can do this tomorrow." He whispered, and you were so tired you could not even argue. Hoseok helped you to get up out of the tub. He helped you dry yourself and put on your lingerie, but instead of wearing your dress, you wore one of his shirts and he laid you on the bed. You were confused why he was being that way with you. Was it normal for a guy you just met and fucked to be all gentle in that way? Not even Jeha in the two years you spent together, never been that way, never cared for you after sex, not even after your first time. And you remembered how Jeha was if you refused to fuck him and make him cum, he spent almost a week without talking to you, and when he spoke, he was rude and disrespectful. “You are hungry? Would you like something to eat?” He asked, leaning over you, kissing you in the corner of your mouth.

“Why are you being like this?” You asked with a frown. He looked at you in confusion, hoping you'd explain the situation to him. "You don’t even know me, I'm just a girl you picked up at a bar door, so why are you being like this?"

“I'm not an asshole, (Y/N).” He answered by sitting down next to her on the bed. "I'm a man and I know how to treat a woman even though I've got her at a 'bar door.’And you're sure we do not know each other?"

"Yeah, I mean, have we met before?" You asked forcing your head to remember, but nothing came into your mind. He laughed and jumped on the bed, lying down behind you.

"Tomorrow you think about it. Let's go to sleep. Do you wanna cuddle?” He asked and you nodded, turning to face him, letting him take you in a hug, tucking you into his chest.

It was really strange the comfort you could find in those arms. In that place. Never in your life you had entered a small apartment, you'd never imagined one day end up fucking a stranger in a small bathtub in a low-class neighborhood, not because you were petty or snobbish, but because your mother always filled your head and your life with stewardship that you didn’t even think of anything other than queen size beds and hot tubs. You never thought you'd feel more comfortable and secure in the arms of a man you've just met, than with your ex-boyfriend whom you've known practically all your life.

You never thought you would feel so fine with someone you had just met and that was good because you felt that all the tension you had felt for months, was now being ripped off your shoulders and you could rest.

You were wrong at first, when you thought Hoseok seemed to be a problem, he was actually being your solution. He was pulling you out of your comfort zone, putting you on a path that looked too hazard, but actually you were out of danger.

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I don't know if it's just me, but I'd love revenge Like, make him feel what the O/C felt. If you have a part two, please tag me.

Hate U | JHS (M)

→ Summary: Your relationship with Hoseok wasn’t that serious. It was just fun and casual until the realization that you’re catching feelings for him hits you hard. The only rational thing to do is to avoid him… that is until you can’t anymore.

→ Pairing: CEO!Hoseok x Female!Reader

→ Genre & AU: Angst, smut, pwp, friends w/benefits au, office au, ceo au

→ Rating: 18+ | R

→ Warnings: Profanity, weed, alcohol, dirty talk, spanking, fingering, squirting, oral (male receiving), cumshot, Sir!kink

→ Words: 5.2k

→ Note: Written for the Suits & Ties collab hosted by @sugakookitty​! Songspo: I Hate U - SZA

Thank you to @yutasthetic​ for being a wonderful beta reader and to @sugakookitty​ for making this amazing banner!! Took me a few months to even get my brain working to write again but here she is in her angsty smutty glory!

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Series The Bet: Haunted House - JHK

→ pairing | Jung Hoseok x Reader

→ genre | smut, angst, enemys to lovers!au

→ word count | 6,431

→ summary | Because of your friends, Hoseok thought you hated him, and you thought the same. But after they bet on spending Halloween Eve night in an abandoned house, everything changes.

→ warnings |sex, Adult content(a lot), alcoholic beverages, low slang words.

→ A/N| Please reblog and like if you liked it, Tumblr is loving to end blogs around here by cutting their visibility. DON'T DO WHAT THE CHARACTERS DID. I'm not talking about sex, if you are of legal age and want to, do it. I'm talking about going to abandoned places at night. Be careful, there are a lot of bad people in the world just waiting for a chance to hurt you. Stay safe. The house is not haunted at all, so don't worry, there's nothing terrifying about this story.

“I can’t fucking believe that we are doing this.” It must have been the fifteenth time the boy next to you had said the same sentence, it was almost like it was in a loop. And you completely agreed with him, you didn't believe you were doing such a stupid thing, mostly, you didn't believe you were heading towards an abandoned house next to Jung Hoseok, the most beautiful and most annoying man you knew. The vodka you had been drinking nonstop for two hours before getting in that car wasn't making you any more comfortable with the situation. But you had to take that bet, there was no way you were going to let your friends think you were scared to spend the Halloween night in the most famous abandoned house in town; even if you were hella scared. "Why the hell did you have to bet me too?" He took his eyes off the road for a second, staring at her and then back to the street dimly lit by the car's headlights. "Were you that desperate to be alone with me in a place, but are you so proud to say, that you had to take the two of us to an abandoned house?"

Although you sometimes wanted to beat Hoseok until he passed out, you couldn't deny how cute he was. He had that emo badboy vibe, wore dark eye makeup and painted his nails black, and wore really heavy clothes. He had that hate-filled look in his eyes, but at the same time, his expression didn't say anything. And that black hair, god you wanted to get your fingers into that hair. You weren't sure why you hated him so much, maybe it was to mask all the lust and attraction you felt for him, maybe it was the fact that you felt annoyed that you were the only one of your friends who hadn't slept with him.  And you also didn't know why he hated you so much, you just knew that from the first time you saw each other, you started insulting each other.

"You can keep dreaming, Hoseok, because the only reason I bet you is to prove to everyone that you're just a scared chicken."

He snorted.

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that, maybe you'll believe it one day." The two then fell silent again, the atmosphere in the car heavy, and it was so quiet outside that you could only hear the car's engine. You then started feeling anxious and rethinking the whole situation. You were going to a place in the middle of nowhere, a house hidden in the middle of the forest, in a place where no living soul had stepped in years; except of course the drunk and drugged wanderers who were likely to commit crimes and hide in the house. It wasn't a place for two young adults to go to at dawn. It was very dangerous and that's how horror movies started: with two idiots snooping around where they shouldn't.

"Okay, maybe this was a bad idea, Hoseok." He arched an eyebrow, but he didn't take his eyes off the road or said a word. "This can be quite dangerous, we don't know what we can find there." And you paused. "Perhaps we should both give up this challenge and accept whatever the punishment is."

"I'll not give up." he scoffed. "If you want wimp out, go ahead, I'll stop the car and you'll go back." He said slowing the car down, and you widened your eyes.

"Are you going to let me go back by my self? Down this deserted road?"

"Or you can just stop being a coward and finish the damn dare."

“Ugh, fine.” You crossed your arms, huffing and leaning back in the seat. "But if I die, I'm going to make your life hell,"

"If you die, I will too, honey."

And for some strange reason, you felt comfortable with the nickname.

A few minutes later, after being silent again, both saw a dirt road that entered the forest, when approaching closer, you saw a huge tree fallen to the ground, blocking the entire passage. Due to its size, you would not be able to go around it, you would have to walk from there. Hoseok stopped the car as close to the side of the road as possible, turned off the engine and both got out of the car, feeling the temperature drop instantly. You hugged your body, while the guy went to the trunk and took out a backpack. After locking the car, he was the first to jump over the tree, turning around and waiting for you. You still felt like that was a bad idea. And Hoseok knew it. He glued his eyes together and moistened his lips before speaking.

"Do you want to stay in the car?" He could see your eyes twinkling when he suggested it. And he found it adorable.

"Will you stay with me?" You had never used such a soft tone of voice with him before, and he might not admit it, but he liked it. And it would be interesting to spend the night in a car with you, but he was too proud for that.

"I'm not giving up on the challenge, (y/n). I'm staying in the house." You shook your head, your jaw quivering too much from the cold to argue, then just sighed and headed towards the tree, climbing it. When you stood on top of the fallen log, Hoseok who was on the other side, adjusted the backpack on his back and stretched his arms towards you, helping you down, and before the mood started to get weird, he started walking again down the dirt road towards the abandoned house.

The road was surrounded by giant trees that covered the sky with their leaves, not letting you see above them. It was cold down there, and the street grew dark as you went further. You could hear crickets, tree branches bumping against each other pushed by the wind, you could hear the wind whistling violently, and you could hear your heart beating in your ear. You've never been afraid of the dark, you've never had to sleep with the light on, you've never been afraid of what could be hiding in your closet or under your bed, but at that moment you were afraid of what might be lurking behind those trees.

You looked at Hoseok, and he didn't look scared at all, in fact he looked thoughtful. And focused. He was a very confident guy, he trusted himself and in his abilities, whatever he wanted, he would go out there and get it. You envied that about him. And your thoughts were interrupted when you heard something like dry branches being broken, as if someone was stepping on them, and it came from the middle of the bush. The sound made you involuntarily jump to Hoseok's side and grab his hand and his arm, both of you stopping walking as you stared at the place where the noise seemed to have come from. The boy looked at you, all curled up as you held on to him and he could only smile, that was the first time you had touched him willingly. Another sound of the same kind came from the bushes and you stifled a squeak, turning all at once towards him, bumping into his body, hiding your face in his chest, closing your eyes tightly, hugging him around the waist. You've never been so terrified, and that wasn't funny.

"Hey, it's okay." Hoseok tried to calm you down, hugging you and running his hand through your hair, not trying to push you away, just trying to reassure you that nothing was going to happen. "You're safe with me, don't worry. It's just a few branches snapping, there's nothing to fear, I promise."

"What if it's some wild animal? A bear or a wolf."

"We don't have animals in these forests, the most it can be is a stray cat, it won't hurt us." His voice was extremely calm, and smooth, and oddly enough, you were starting to calm down. You never thought that one day you would be soothed by Jung Hoseok, but at that moment, he didn't seem to hate you that much. Then you slowly lifted your head, opening your startled eyes and looking at the image of his dimly lit face, he stared back at you, bringing one of his hands to your cheek, caressing it slowly before coming to his senses and realizing what was happening. He cleared his throat and took a step back. "Let's go on, huh?" You blinked slowly before nodding, ducking your head, trying to ignore your burning cheeks. "Come on, hold my hand." He said reaching out his hand to you which you accepted quickly, letting his big hand encircle yours.

The rest of the way to the house was calm, and although you were still startled by the noises of the forest, having Hoseok's palm against yours was helping you not to lose your mind. A few minutes later, you were able to visualize at the very bottom, at the end of that road, a very humble little house. As you got closer, the feeling that something could go wrong increased. And knowing that it wouldn't do any good to ask Hoseok to come back and forget about that damn bet, you just took a deep breath, as if you were already preparing for the worst.

When you finally got to the house, you could see how deplorable it was. The wood was faded and rotten. The window panes were broken and the porch wood creaked as they stepped on it. The front door was half open, and the moonlight that had illuminated most of its way there didn't reach inside the house. Hoseok took a flashlight out of his backpack and you frowned, you didn't know people still used those things even with the advancement of technology and flashlights in cell phones. Although it was better to use up your flashlight battery than to use up your cell phone battery and not be able to call the police if you had to.

Hoseok used the tip of the flashlight to push the door open, It creaked until it hit the wall. The first thing he saw was a large living room, with two old sofas and the upholstery torn apart, a coffee table in front of it with shattered glass strewn across the floor. There was a fireplace across the room, beer bottles crammed into it, and there was also a staircase that led to the other floor of the house. Walking around, following Hoseok, you could see condom wrappers and used condoms scattered on the floor. And couldn't help but notice the strong smell of urine.

"This place is disgusting, ugh!" You complained, covering your mouth and nose with the sleeve of your sweatshirt.

"Let's take a look up there, maybe it's better than down here." Hoseok commented, walking towards the stairs, and you followed him, even knowing that in a dilapidated house like that, the floor could give way under your feet at any moment. Upstairs, there were three rooms on the left side of the hallway and one on the right, at the very end. . Only the door on the right side was closed, while the others were wide open. Those rooms were bedrooms and everything was like downstairs, dirty, with destroyed furniture, and with boards on the windows, there were broken bottles everywhere and used condoms on the floor. "This place is perfect for catching seven different types of diseases. When we get out of here we're going to have to burn our clothes and shower with disinfectant and alcohol.”

“Agreed.” Hoseok turned to you, shining the flashlight into your face, causing you to frown and use your hand to block the excessive light that was in your eyes. “Hey, what are you doing?”

"Did you just agree with me?"

"Yes, can't I?"

Hoseok raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything, despite being curious, he decided not to follow his curiosity and just turned the other way, heading towards the door at the end of the hall, it l led to a bathroom and surprisingly it was the cleanest place in the entire house. And even though it was still dusty and the sink was inside the bathtub, it was still the only place in the house you could sit on the floor, without risking touching someone's sperm or urine.

"Well, I think this is the only suitable place for us to spend the night." Hoseok said bending down, he supported the backpack on his thigh, and pulled out a blanket, unfolding it and placing it on the floor. He also took a bottle of vodka and a juice box out of his backpack, making you wonder why he was carrying those things.

"Why do you carry this stuff?" The boy looked up at you for a second before opening the bottle of vodka and taking a sip. He then extended the bottle towards you, who raised an eyebrow, there wasn't much to do there, so drinking would be your only source of entertainment. Shrugging you reached for the vodka and took a sip, grimacing as you felt the drink burning down your throat. Hoseok laughed and handed you the juice box, feeling much better after drinking it.

"I like to be prepared for any kind of situation. I can get drunk anywhere, and I can get drunk and sleep anywhere." And he smiled, patting the floor beside him, signaling you to sit next to him, and again without many options, you did, leaning against the wall and sharing the bottle of liquor with him;

Two hours had passed and the bottle of liquor was almost half full, you and Hoseok should have had half a dozen fits of laughter while drinking and talking, you had never been together this long without insulting each other or talking, and that made you curious, he actually seemed like a nice guy, so why the hell did you guys hate each other?

"Why you hate me?" You asked amid laughter, causing Hoseok who was catching his breath from his last laugh to look at you before letting out a dry laugh.

“You tell me, preppy girl, why do you think I hate you so much?”

“I have no idea.” You shrugged. "It's just that every time you look at me, I feel like your gaze will penetrate my soul or something. And you always pay so much attention to my girlfriends, but never to me." You giggled, feeling your face numb. "Fuck, my cheeks are numb."

"I don't pay attention to your friends, they chase me up and down, god, I've never seen girls as clingy as they are. It gives me the chills." Hoseok bent one leg and rested one arm on his knee, while leaving the other stretched out and leaning his head against the wall, facing the bathroom ceiling. "And I don't know why you're friends with them, they're not good company, I've seen them badmouthing you to other guys." And so he looked at you, seeing you curiously, with your mouth slightly open and eyes fixed on him. "Even for me."

"They don't do that."

"Yes they do." He laughed. "Don't be innocent, when I asked them if you were single, they told me yes, but that you would have no interest in me, and that you thought I was a junkie with no future."

"I never said that." Your voice came out louder than it should have and you instantly covered your mouth with both hands, starting to laugh, just like him. "I never said that." You whispered, turning around and crossing your legs, facing him. "Actually I think you're very talented, I went to Tequilas on Friday to see your performance and look, you're the best Rapper I've ever met."

He frowned, and because of the alcohol you didn't realize how much his eyes lit up to hear that you had watched his performance and that you liked it.

"You were there?"

"Yeah, I went with the girls, but I left before them as they told me that after the show they would meet with you and have a threesome."

“What?”

“Threesome, ya know, when three people...”

“I know what it is, babe, I'm referring to what they said. I didn't do any of that with them, I can use drugs sometimes but I never forget what I do and I don't usually do stupid things.” And he looked angry. "What other lies were those girls telling you?"

"I don't know… They talk a lot about you." You said thoughtfully, it was only then that it dawned on you that he had called you babe. "Did you just call me babe?"

"Yes babe, but stay focused, what else do these girls say about me?"

"Hmm, well they say you prefer naughty girls, said you hate the quiet ones, that they've had sex with you in several places and that you fuck really good."

“Oh, I do fuck really good but I don’t know how the hell would they know ‘cause I've never had sex with any of them.”

“And they said you said that I'm weird... and gross.” Hoseok's eyes widened and he watched you lower your head for a few seconds before lifting his chin and looking at him again, giving a wan smile. "And that's ok, everyone has the right to have their opinions..." And before you could continue, Hoseok took his hand on the back of your neck and pulled you all at once towards him, your lips collapsing in a violent kiss, where he stuck his tongue in your mouth, leaving you gasping for air. You were forced to unfold your legs and get on your knees as every second he pulled you closer and closer to him, your hands going to his hair, your fingers fulfilling a dream. And when he pulled his lips away, both with deep breaths and racing hearts, he looked into your eyes, again that look that seemed to penetrate your soul making you shiver.

"I don't think you're gross. I think you're the most wonderful, hottest woman in this town. And if every time I look at you, you feel that my gaze is penetrating you, it's because the thing I want most in this world since I laid eyes on you is to fuck you until I come inside you and make you come so hard around my dick that you would forget about any other man that had passed in your life.” And he gave you a peck, a long, hot peck. "I never even touched any of those girls, I just wanted you, I just want you." And he kissed you again, your will matching his at such a rapid rate that the next thing you knew, you were sitting on his lap, his hands squeezing your ass as your nails scratched the back of his neck. "And I don't mind if you're a quiet one, I can make you go pretty loud."

"I've never had sex under the influence of alcohol, that's weird." You chuckled between kisses. He grinned.

"What's weird?"

"The urge I have to just take these pants off and jump on your dick."

"You can do that if you want." He whispered, kissing down to her neck.

"Not here, there are already a lot of condoms scattered around this house."

"Then let's go elsewhere."

"But what about the bet?"

"Fuck this stupid bet, I just want you all over me."

You got up, staggered back, but leaned against the wall to keep from falling, laughing silly. Hoseok gathered all his things and turned on the flashlight once more, leaving the room. He waited for you to follow him and extended his hand towards you, this time you not only intertwined your fingers with his, but also grabbed his arm with your other hand, leaning on him, feeling as if your legs were jelly. Laughing as you went down the stairs, you were much more comfortable with the whole situation, no longer frightened by the creaks coming from the forest. Once again when you reached the fallen tree, Hoseok grabbed you around the waist, helping you to jump over it. Running clumsily towards the car, he unlocked the car alarm and you climbed into the backseat, undressing. The guy tossed his backpack into the driver's seat before ducking in front of the back door and looking at you. His eyes roaming every inch of your body until you were completely naked.

“Someone's eager”

“Aren’t you?” You whispered, slowly spreading your legs giving him a wide view of what he wanted most. Hoseok licked his lips and started to undress outside the car, being tall he wouldn't be able to do it in the car as quickly as he wanted, throwing his clothes on the front seats. And when he finished taking off his pants, he found a packet of condoms in his pocket, getting into his car and slamming the door behind him. Breathing so heavy he could feel his lungs working. With one knee propped up on the bench while he wore the condom, you fingered your wet space, his eyes alternating between down there and into your eyes. You then grabbed his waist, pulling him towards you. Hoseok rested his right hand on the back seat and his left hand on the passenger seat as he positioned himself, hovering over you.

And he swore as he started to get in, feeling you tighten around him, pulsing, your moans echoing throughout the car, invading his ears, making him roll his eyes and with one hand hold your neck. He started slowly, moving his hips slowly, eyes glued to your face, watching the pleasure wash over you, your lips parted, sometimes biting your lips, frowning. He also watched as you gripped the edges of the seat, your fingers sinking into the upholstery, your legs up, curling your toes, your chest pounding, your nipples hard, your body tingling, god, and it was all because of him. It was all because of his thick dick going in and out of you, hard as a rock, stretching your walls, touching your weak spots, it was all about that slim, beautiful, drawn body. It was all because of that face, those eyes upon you, the pleasure that had spread across that long, thin face. Hoseok was more than a man, he was a work of art, a piece of paradise, the male version of Aphrodite. A god who should be treated well, venerated. And you were sure you would do anything for him. You never hated him, it was all lust, desire.

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" His voice was low, lustful and inquisitive, using his thumb to caress your parted lip.

“Only you.” You whispered back, licking his thumb before taking it in your mouth. He let out a low growl, lowering his body and taking your lips in a slow kiss that turned into a fiery kiss as he increased the speed at which his hips moved, bumping against yours, the noise certainly echoed out of that car, onto that deserted street where nothing but the wind could be heard. Your voice was muffled by his mouth, but as soon as he pulled away, kissing your chest until he was sucking on your nipple, you threw your head back, slamming it against the door, your moans getting louder and louder, following the force with which he thrust. “Fuck. It feels so good.” He didn't say anything, just bit your nipple, bringing his hands to your waist, moving your hips against his so easily it was as if he controlled you body with the power of his mind. And when the first orgasm came, so suddenly, you screamed, arching your back as he continued to move, feeling you tighten around him, your pussy so wet it dripped onto the seat, wetting the leather. Hoseok hugged your body, he sat down bringing you onto his lap, burying his face in your hair as you calmed down a little, your body shaking.

"Are you okay?"

"Fuck way more than okay." You laughed, your hips starting to move involuntarily, your body burning with arousal, his cock was buried so deep inside you that you didn't know how long it would be until you were coming again. You leaned your body back, using your arms to lean on the two seats in front, wiggling your hips as you went up and down, the guy let his head fall back, eyes on you, on how your breasts swayed, at how your body danced on top of him. He licked his fingers, and while one hand went towards your breast, pinching your nipple, the other went down to your pussy, and he didn't even need to wet his fingers, as what he found down there was a puddle of water, his fingers sliding in circles over your clit. Your sly moans no longer had control, as well as your body that while riding him, was rubbing against his fingers, needing more contact, needing to release that tension. “Shit i’m com...” And you barely managed to finish your sentence, screaming as you felt your core tighten and release all at once, your body going limp, squeezing your toes and closing your eyes tightly. Hoseok held your waist, pulling your body to him again, hugging you and stroking your hair while laughing with satisfaction.

"Twice, baby? You're being so nice to me." He kissed your shoulder lightly. "Think you can get one more?"

“Fuck, yes.” You stated, pressing your lips to his and hugging him around the neck as you moved your hips again, this time starting faster and harder, with his hands cupping your ass and helping you to ride. "I want you to cum on me, Hoseok."

"If you keep moving like this, I will." And it was what you needed to increase the speed, this time you ran your hand behind your body, throwing your body back a little, holding the back of his neck while the other hand went down to his balls, massaging. And he swore, bringing his fingers to your clit again. “Fuck babe, you’re so good. On Monday we're going to do a blood test, and when we prove to each other that we're clean, I'm going to fuck you so hard and I'm going to come so hard inside you that you will be marked by me forever, fuck."

And the sweat was running down your body, as was his, glistening in the light that came from outside the car. You could feel him coming and you could feel that burning in your core, you were ready to come one more time and you wanted so much for him to fill you all over, until not a drop was left. You just wanted to be his. It was everything you ever wanted.

"Fuck, I'm...." And he grabbed your body, making you stop moving, his cock pulsing inside you, your walls feeling every inch of him, his fingers stimulating you, making you come again, this time not having the strength to move anymore, your body going numb. You hugged each other, your head on his shoulder and his against the seat, so tired and out of breath that you waited a good few minutes for either of you to say something. Who needed drugs to ease the pressure when Jung Hoseok was there to make her come?

"I think we should go back." You whispered, your face against his neck as he stroked your hair. "Everyone must be waiting for us to give up on the bet."

"Keep them waiting, bunch of assholes." he whispered back. "Those bitches made you think I didn't want anything to do with you when I really only wanted you. Let's go to my house, take a shower and rest so we can have a whole day of trick or treat, in my bed, of course." He laughed and you lifted your head, looking at him. "And if you want, of course. "

"This will be the best Halloween of my life."

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Beg For It (M)

Request: If you haven't done one yet, I would love to read number 86 from the drabble list. Maybe j-hope from BTS. Thank you million times for your work.

Pairing: Hoseok x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: bondage, sir kink, sub!reader, dom!Hoseok, spanking, paddle usage, unprotected sex, creampie, vibrator usage, face fucking, oral (m. recieving), Hoseok is literally destroying you Jesus, overstimulation, begging, light choking, orgasm denial, gag usage, just a whole lot of sin

Word Count: 1.1K 

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“My baby girl looks so good all tied up, waiting to be fucked,” Hoseok hummed, his eyes scanning over your body, hands tied to the headboard, your ass perfectly on display, as well as your glistening core. 

He ran his fingers over the black paddle in his hands, then brought it down to spank your cheeks, a muffled moan slipping out of you as your eyes welled with tears from the sting. 

You moaned into the gag, wanting him to just fuck you senseless already. Though, due to how much you had teased Hoseok at dinner tonight, you knew you were in for it.

“You’re dripping. You like being spanked with the paddle, huh?” Hoseok asked, bringing the paddle back down onto your ass again, leaving a red mark on your skin. You jolted and looked back at him, nodding. “My little slut is so naughty.”

He set the paddle down and rubbed his hands over your ass, bringing one down to spank your already sore skin. You whined, tears springing to your eyes. Hoseok leaned over to take the gag out of your mouth, and you immediately moaned, begging for him.

“Please, sir,” You whimpered. “Please fuck me.”

“I don’t think you deserve to be fucked yet,” Hoseok denied, reaching over into the bedside drawer to pull out a pink vibrator, switching it on to the first level. He pressed it up against your clit, a moan escaping your mouth as your legs shook from the sudden stimulation. 

You pressed your cheek into the mattress as he slid the vibrator up and down your slit, then pushed it into you suddenly. You gasped, and Hoseok took the opportunity to thrust his cock into your open mouth. He grabbed your hair and pulled you down to swallow all of him and you gagged around him, feeling him in the back of your throat. He moaned and threw his head back, quickly moving your head up and down in time with his thrusts.

You moaned around him, earning a low groan from Hoseok as you swallowed all of him like the good girl you were, even though you were crying and your throat was burning. At the same time, he drilled the vibrator into your pussy, switching it up another level. You pinched your eyes shut and forced yourself to take a deep breath as Hoseok thrusted into your mouth, with no intent of slowing down. 

“That’s my good girl,” Hoseok cooed, pushing the vibrator deep into you, your thighs shaking from the vibrations deep inside you. Hoseok suddenly pulled out of your mouth and you gasped for breath, watching him as he kneeled on the bed behind you, his hand still holding the vibrator. He pulled it out of you, but just when you thought he was going to stop punishing you and finally fuck you, he pressed the vibrator to your sensitive bud and pushed his fingers into you, curling them.

“Fuck! Sir, please!” You cried out, feeling the familiar coil forming in your lower stomach from the combined feeling of the vibrations on your clit and the drilling of Hoseok’s fingers in your heat.

“Don’t cum yet,” Hoseok warned, yet his actions contradicted his words as he switched up the vibrator another level and pushed his fingers deeper into you, his knuckles meeting your lower lips.

“Sir! Sir, please. Please let me cum!”

“Not yet, baby.”

You shut your eyes, feeling your body take over as you released around his fingers, moaning loudly and breathlessly. Hoseok sighed and turned off the vibrator, setting it aside before turning to you.

“I guess you’re not getting anything tonight,” Hoseok said, reaching for his clothes. You jolted up and immediately shouted, catching his attention. He smirked and turned back to you, swiping his fingers over your slit. “Beg me. Beg me to fuck this little whore pussy of yours.”

“Please, sir! Please, please fuck me. Please, I need you. I need your cock, sir. Please fuck me, I need you so bad,” You begged, tears springing to your eyes as you fidgeted in the cuffs, wanting to be free so you could touch him.

Hoseok tilted his head and looked at you, like he was actually considering leaving you here to suffer. You gasped when Hoseok kneeled behind you, gripping his cock to position himself between your folds. You pushed your hips back, desperate for him, but he grabbed your waist and held you in place.

“Don’t make me change my mind.”

You nodded furiously, dropping your head between your cuffed arms. 

“I’ll be a good girl. I promise. I promise I’ll listen, sir,” You said desperately. 

You let out a sinful moan when Hoseok finally thrusted into you, filling you up so well. Your walls were aching, and you clenched around Hoseok’s cock, earning a small groan from him. He pulled his hips back and snapped them forward, pushing into you deeply from the very first move. 

You nearly cried as he set a relentless pace from the beginning, drilling into your aching pussy like he was just as desperate for you as you were for him. He slid his hands down and grasped your breasts, running his thumbs over your nipples as he rammed into you, stretching you out so perfectly.

“Hoseok!” You cried, pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. Hoseok let out a groan, one hand moving to your hip and the other wrapping around your neck, squeezing slightly. You gasped as he pulled you back to meet his every thrust. Breathlessly, you grip the cuffs, trying to support yourself as you neared your release.

“Fuck-“ Hoseok groaned, hips snapping until they slowed and he was cumming inside you, his cock twitching between your walls. You moaned as Hoseok let go his hold on your throat and slipped his hand down between your legs, rubbing at your clit. He slowly moved in and out of you as he rubbed fast circles into your clit, your thighs clenching from the feeling. “Cum, baby.”

The combined feeling of his fingers pressing into your bud and his thrusts sent you over the edge, a hoarse moan escaping your mouth as you clenched around him, your torso giving out as you dropped to the mattress, gasping for breath.

Hoseok slowly pulled out of you and took a deep breath before unlocking the cuffs and turning you over, pressing a kiss to your lips. You smiled and kissed back, tangling your fingers in his black hair. Hoseok then pulled away and kissed the tip of your nose, whispering to you.

“I love you,” He smiled.

You smiled back and threw your arms around him, pulling him into a hug. You nuzzled into his shoulder and whispered back.

“I love you too.”

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I loved this, beautiful and romantic!

characters : escort!hoseok x reader 

genre : fake-dating!au, smut, fluff, angst, wedding shit

word count : 25k

warnings : oral, slow burn smut, implied infidelity

note : bc this is so long, i suggest reading it in ur browser

Arms aching, and palms sweating in the summer sunlight, you strolled through the street, carrying a large brown paper bag with groceries inside, most of them a little too heavy for you, and you silently cursed yourself for not bringing the car. The sun burning down into the skin if your neck, you longed for the air-conditioning in your apartment to relieve your sticky body from the heat.  Children laughed as they played with the water spraying from the fire hydrant at the side of the street where you’d lived for little over four years now, the lush green trees shading you momentarily from the harsh sunlight as you meandered on, huffing under your breath as you juggled the food you’d purchased. The area you’d chosen to call your home was oddly suburban, given the fact it was situated within a thriving city. It seemed the perfect place to raise kids, and you smiled to yourself as you pictured your own children playing carelessly in the sunshine.

Five years ago, you had met the love of your life – Kim Taehyung. He’d introduced himself at a frat party you had attended with your close friend, Ellie, and from the moment you’d locked eyes with him, something in you had known he was the one. He was handsome, unbelievably so, his sultry brown eyes watching you curiously from beneath a dark tuft of hair. He was every girl’s dream man; tall, dark and handsome, and he was all yours, and had been for half a decade now. He’d helped with your transition, having been knew to the city, and he was nothing but kind to you, almost too shy to ask you on a date before he finally worked up the courage. You’d been smitten, and nothing had changed even as the years passed – though you’d both settled into life together, you still loved him more than anything. He was your first love, and you couldn’t believe your luck.

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filthy hobi headcanons

Under the cut so as not to wreck anyone's dash since it's instantly smutty.

J-Hope really does want to be your hope and make you happy. He’s a giver in bed - he likes to focus on your pleasure, he likes to see your face when you come, he wants your thighs shaking before he even slides into you. He can be so hard that his dick is straining against his pants and still, all he’ll be able to focus on is you - until you remind him that this is a partnered event.

Truly your #1 fan and while it’s evident every day in every way, it’s esp evident during sex. He’s talkative and praises you constantly with the slightest undercurrent of disbelief. From “how are you so beautiful, baby?” to “look at you, taking me so well.”

He doesn’t have one particular body type that he loves because he’s gonna cap for his woman and wanna get his hands on her regardless, but let it be known that he is a proud member of the Thick Thighs Make a Dick Rise Club™. His favorite hobbies include: pulling you down the bed by your thighs and putting them over his shoulders while he goes to work; gripping said thighs when you try to squirm while he’s performing aforementioned work; pulling you down onto his lap and squeezing them to feel the give of your flesh under his hands, and being highkey whipped by the sight of you in shorts. When you’re sitting near enough, guess where his hand or head will usually end up. There are times where he’ll kiss you goodbye and kiss first your thigh and then your lips.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Jung Hoseok eats pussy from the back. HOWEVER, he loves to able to look up the line of your body and see your face too so he gets torn but he doesn’t care so long as he can get his mouth on you.

Speaking of, he is ranked in the top 3 when it comes to Tongue Tech™. It’s not even just about technique (though that’s important and believe me, he has a very effective one) but he’s also just so unabashedly into eating you out and does it with such reverence and enthusiasm - making these lewd slurping sounds, moaning into and against you, looking up at you. He loves jerking himself off while eating you out so if you’re too tired, he’ll make your legs shake while getting himself off and then sweetly kiss you with his mouth still wet with your taste and tuck you on into bed.

Favorite position: 69. Because he can sometimes neglect his own pleasure, serving each other at the same time is a big plus for him.

He is L O U D and he loves it when you’re loud too. He’s whipped for a tease though so if you bite your lip and playfully refuse to be loud, it’s a challenge he loves accepting.

His dick is average but his stroke game is anything but. Hobi will beat the walls up like you’ve never ever felt before (and you ain’t even gotta be an expensive girl). You will be walking crooked after Hobi gets his hands on you.

Can get in more dominant, teasing moods (see Exhibit A of Hobi is a tease) where he’ll work you up when you can’t really touch him (like out in public) or work you up and not let you come until you literally beg him for it. I call that “Hobi in the streets, Jung Hoseok in the sheets” but you don’t really know when to expect it. You’re more likely to get teasing, dominant Hobi when you’ve been out dancing together and he’s been really feeling himself or when you’re out here teasing and tempting him and he has to pay you back for it.

He’s adventurous and creative and as such he has an exhibitionist streak and loves to roleplay - with costumes and all. He grins and laughs and breaks character because he’s so in awe of you but your roleplay scenario can really be as simple and uninspired as “I’m a delivery girl and you ordered food and oh no, your dick fell in my mouth” and he will still love it like you set up the most elaborate ruse for him. He doesn’t care - he just wants to play with you.

He also loves to incorporate toys. God help you if he ever ordered one of those Lovense toys that he can control remotely because he would play with it in public and have you on the edge of a breakdown in a restaurant or he’d tie you to the bed (if you were willing and comfortable) and then watch you almost sob through hours of pleasure with an untouched hard-on and a smile on his face.

Whether or not you want to be tied down, he does. Ride him like you stole him - esp in reverse cowgirl - but don’t let him come until he asks you nicely (hell, maybe even put a cockring on him) and he will be more obsessed with you than he ever was before.

He likes technology and likes to watch porn so he’s a fan of sending and receiving things like sexts, pics, snippets of videos. You could have an entire personal porn collection that you’ve filmed together. If you’re having to be long distance, he’s a fan of mutual cam masturbation

He’s a fan of masturbating for you period if you ask him and he can put on a good show.

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Pillow Talk (Jung Hoseok, One-Shot, Smut)

Disclaimers: I don’t own the image I used for my header 😁 I do own the edit of the header.

A Note from Kutemouse: Basically I need to drink some Hobi water and take a freezing cold shower after writing this. This is an idea that’s been living rent-free in my head for a while. Welp, time for it to pay up 😂

(Basically Unedited)

Rating: R (18+ only)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Holy shiz, okay, here we go… Mutual masturbation, awkward conversations in the nude, oral (female receiving), hickies, biting, Y/n is the softest dom and Hoseok is her sweet baby boy, making out described in exquisite detail, I use sexual words and swears.

Word Count: There are words

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Pillow Talk (Jung Hoseok, One-Shot, Smut)

You unlocked the door, bobbing to the beat resonating in your headphones, before heading inside your apartment. You tossed your bag on a chair and opened the fridge. Empty. Fuck. Oh well. You grabbed a bottle of water and took a few gulps, sashaying your hips as your favorite song played.

“Smooth like butter,” you sang under your breath, opening a few cupboards. Also empty. Damn. Take-out for dinner tonight for sure.

It was then you heard it. A noise so strange you whipped off your headphones just to make sure it was real. You froze, still on your tiptoes, listening hard. There it was again. It sounded like… like some type of mewling.

“Hobi?” you asked the empty room tentatively. Jung Hoseok was your roommate that you had lived with for the past two years, but you’d never heard that kind of sound from him.

You quietly grabbed a steak knife from a drawer and crept down the hall, intent on catching the intruder. You followed the sound, which seemed to be coming from your room. The door was barely cracked, but you could see someone moving around. When you finally got close enough to peer inside, you gasped, slapped your hand over your mouth, and dropped the knife. Luckily, it fell on the thick carpet, muffling any sound it would have made otherwise.

None other than your roommate and best friend, Jung Hoseok, was straddling one of your expensive, memory-foam pillows, stark naked from head to toe. His eyes fluttered closed, his mouth hanging open in ecstasy as he slid his hard length along the fabric of your purple pillowcase over and over, moaning loudly. The longer side of your bed faced the doorway, so you had a full view of the show. You raked your gaze down Hoseok’s beautiful body, his golden skin dewy with sweat, his abs contracting as his hips rutted against your pillow. Your eyes finally wandered down to his cock, and you felt your core clench. It was the most gorgeous cock you had ever seen. Long, thick, and slightly curved, just the sight of it made your mouth water.

“Oh god, Y/n,” Hoseok murmured. “That feels so good.”

You had to stifle another gasp. He was thinking of you while he did this? You sidled up to the door as close as you dared, glad he hadn’t heard you. Then again, he was moaning pretty loud. Is this what he did when you were out and about? Now that you thought about it, you weren’t supposed to be home for another hour. You were covering for a coworker, and your boss had offered to let you go home early as a thank-you for volunteering to help out.

Your thoughts were interrupted by Hoseok’s moans getting higher in pitch as he neared his climax. Oh god. He was so gorgeous, with those pretty noises spilling from his cherry-red lips, matching his flushed cheeks. And that cock… With a weeping tip and prominent veins, you didn’t know how you were going to stop thinking about it. You bit your lip, tugging at the edge of your skirt as you rubbed your thighs together. You never imagined you could get so turned on at the sight of your best friend humping your pillow.

Hoseok sped up his pace, rubbing his beautiful cock over every inch of that pillow, his moans getting louder and louder. “Yes, Y/n, just like that, don’t stop,” he whined.

Fuck. Without any more hesitation, you slid your fingers down the waistband of your skirt, moving the fabric of your panties aside to rub the pad of your middle finger along your moist folds. Hoseok’s hips stuttered as he got closer and closer to orgasm, his moans coming out more like gasps. You rubbed your clit in time with his hips, faster and faster until you were sure you were going to orgasm right there in the hallway.

“Y/n, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Hoseok groaned lowly just before white spurted all over your pillowcase, spreading like creamy icing over a hot cinnamon roll. If you were wet before, you were positively soaked now. Hoseok fell back onto your bed, panting. You quickly stepped away from the door, afraid he would see you peeping at him, or worse, see the hand you still had down your panties. You pressed your back against the wall, trying to control your breathing as your impending orgasm slipped away.

You heard rustling noises then footsteps heading toward you, and before you could move, Hoseok opened the door, still completely naked, holding your cum-stained pillow over his crotch. His eyes were on the ground, so you had a second to compose yourself before stepping in front of him. “Hi Hobi.”

You had never seen him jump so hard. “Y/n!” he yelped. “Wh-What are you doing here?!”

“I live here.”

You glanced down Hoseok’s body, his hand clutching the pillow so tight you could see the white of his knuckles. “Whatcha doing, roomie?”

“I was just… just…”

You crossed your arms. “Arranging my pillows for me?”

Hoseok’s eyes darted from side to side. “Uh… yes?”

You cocked an eyebrow. “In the nude?”

“I-I-I was j-just-”

“Save it.”

You reached over and tugged the pillow away from him, clicking your tongue at the wet stains littering the fabric. “Hobi, do you know how much these pillows cost? Not to mention my 800 thread count Egyptian cotton pillowcases!”

Hoseok stared at you in shock, covering his cock with his hands. “I-I’m so sorry Y/n, I was just on my way to washing it-”

“Wash it? Oh baby, you’ll clean more than just my pillowcase,” you said, your voice dangerously low.

You stepped toward him, smirking when he blushed deeply at your close proximity to his naked body. You gently removed his hands and began to stroke his softening length, standing on your tiptoes and putting your lips to his ear. “You’re going to also clean up the mess you made in my panties,” you whispered, relishing in the way he shivered as your breath fanned over his skin. “With your tongue.”

Hoseok gulped before nodding. “O-Okay.”

You crashed your lips into his, shoving your tongue down his cavern, completely dominating his mouth with yours. You hungrily devoured his soft, red lips, enjoying the way he moaned when you bit down on his bottom lip and gently sucked on it. Hoseok slid his palms towards your ass, massaging it roughly before you slapped his hands away. “No, no, no,” you teased, beckoning him into your room with a finger. “No touching until you’ve made me cum with that tongue of yours. You already got to cum, so it’s only fair.”

Hoseok grinned sheepishly, running a hand through his dark, mussed hair. “Yeah, about that…”

You clicked your tongue. “Later. I need you to eat me out, now.”

You lay back on the bed, giving Hoseok plenty to look at as you slid your panties down your thighs, using your foot to toss them elsewhere. “Holy fucking shit,” he murmured, kneeling on the ground in front of you. He didn’t dare touch, just stared at your pussy like it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“Hands behind your back,” you commanded, glee zipping through you when he obeyed without question.

Hoseok leaned in, leaving wet kisses along the insides of your thighs, working his way up to your core. Your muscles were already trembling from the anticipation, but nevertheless, you stayed propped up on your elbows so you could see every bit of the action. Finally, he licked a long strip up your center, causing you to let out a loud groan.

“Fuck, baby, just like that,” you hissed.

He did it over and over again, his tongue dragging from your perineum to your clit, like he was trying to memorize your taste. Without warning, he shoved his tongue inside of you then withdrew it, flicking it back in and out of your pussy, fucking you in a way you’d never been fucked before. “Oh god, Hobi,” you moaned, grabbing a fistful of his silky hair. “More, more, please more.”

You felt him smirk against your folds before he put that tongue back to work, dragging it over your clit before he wrapped his lips around it and sucked, hard. “Fuck!” you cried out. “Hoseok, I’m gonna… I’m gonna, fuck!”

He finished his assault on your clit and went back to tongue-fucking you, lapping up the gush from your orgasm, not letting a drop go to waste.

You tugged on his hair, dragging him up to face you before you rewarded him with kisses, tasting yourself as you sucked on his gorgeous tongue.

You felt Hoseok’s hard length against your thighs, but he didn’t dare try anything without your permission. “Hobi,” you murmured, staring deeply into his dark eyes. “Fuck me.”

He wasted no time in unbuttoning your blouse, leaving deep purple hickies along your cleavage as he fumbled with the clasp on your bra. “Awww, baby having trouble?” you giggled, undoing it for him.

Hoseok blushed, shyly turning away from your exposed chest. “It’s okay,” you murmured as you unzipped your skirt and slid it off your body. “You can look at me.”

He took a deep breath before turning toward you, his mouth falling open at the sight of your naked form. You smirked, straddling him. “Your cock is so pretty,” you moaned as you felt his tip prod your entrance.

Hoseok held back a groan, biting down on his bottom lip. You slowly took him inside of you, relishing in the stretch, the curve of his cock hitting your g-spot perfectly. “Oh my god, Hobi,” you whimpered. “If I’d known what you had hidden down here, I would’ve tried to get in your pants forever ago.”

You began to move, slowly sliding up his cock until it was almost out before sliding back down it again. Hoseok moved with you, fucking up into you, making you gasp. Oh yeah. You were gonna be sore tomorrow. You increased your pace, slapping sounds filling the air. You could tell Hoseok was holding back, trying not to get too turned on, biting back his moans as best he could.

“C’mon baby, I wanna hear you,” you said, trying to encourage him to let go.

“Can’t,” he grunted. “I’ll cum.”

At that, you increased your pace even more. “You better not,” you teased, panting. “You’ve gotta satisfy me first.”

You took him as deep as you possibly could before circling your hips, savoring the way his cock felt inside of you. Hoseok kneaded the flesh of your ass, biting down on your shoulder. “Fuck Y/n,” he murmured, soothing the bites with wet kisses. “You’re better than I imagined.”

Motivated by his praise, you kissed him, hard, before bouncing up and down on his cock once more. Hoseok gripped your ass, helping you move as your muscles began to tremble. His dick was hitting all the right spots, the curve of his shaft rubbing perfectly against your g-spot. “Hobi, I think I’m going to-” you moaned, but you couldn’t even finish your sentence before your orgasm washed over you in a tidal wave of pleasure.

You moaned loudly, one hand wound in his soft, dark hair, the other pulling his torso flush against yours as you rode out your orgasm. But you weren’t done yet. Determined to make Hosoek feel as good as you did, you began to move your hips once more, your ass jiggling as you rode him.

“Fuck, Y/n!” he cried out. “You’re gonna make me cum if you keep this up.”

You tugged on his earlobe with your teeth. “That’s the point,” you panted. “Cum for me, baby.”

His moans got higher in pitch and louder, and you knew it was time. Just before he came, you hopped off him and shoved his beautiful cock down your throat, swallowing down every bit of his orgasm. Glee zipped through you, giving you goosebumps, at the sight of his shaking thighs. “Holy shit, that was amazing,” he panted, flopping back on your bed.

“Holy shit, indeed,” you agreed, laying down and snuggling up to him.

He wrapped an arm around you and drew you close. The two of you stayed like that for a long while, almost falling asleep, before you asked the question that had been nagging at the back of your mind. “So… how long have you been befouling my poor pillows?”

Hoseok chuckled nervously. “Bout a month now.”

You sat up. “A whole month?!”

“Uh… yes. Since the party at Namjoon’s.”

You pursed your lips. “What changed? You’ve never shown any signs of wanting me before.”

“You did,” Hoseok said, sitting up as well and touching his nose to yours. “Remember when we played ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven?’”

You rubbed your forehead. “Not really. I had a lot to drink that night.”

“Oh, well… you got paired up with me, and when we got inside the bedroom, w-we made out.”

“I vaguely remember this,” you said, frowning. “But was it really so good, it made you want me?”

“I already kind of wanted you,” Hoseok admitted. “We’ve lived together for two years now, so I’ve caught glimpses into your sex life. A thong here, a flash of your ass there. But it wasn’t until then that I realized just how much I wanted to fuck you.”

Hoseok rolled over you, nudging your legs apart with a thigh. “And then some.”

“So… you wanted to fuck me so badly, you came in here and defiled my pillows instead?”

A smile tugged one side of his mouth upward. “Something like that. At first, it was just me jerking off to the thought of you, but then I began to want more. And your pillows? They smell like you. They were the next best thing to having the real you.”

Warmth coursed through your veins at his words. You rolled over, taking him with you, until you were straddling him once more. “That’s hot,” you murmured, kissing him sensually.

You pulled away from him abruptly, making his eyes flutter open. “But Hobi?” you said. “If you feel the need to hump something that smells like me again, just come find me. I’ll be happy to oblige.”

Hoseok smirked. “I look forward to it.”

I Missed You

Disclaimers: I don’t own the gift I used for my header 😁 Creator is credited.

Original Request: “Hi there! A request. Maybe you will do or maybe you wont' but still, can you do a imagine where hobi is a sugar daddy, and he spoils the reader annd you know what happens next😅”

A Note from Kutemouse: Well hello there kutie pie! You’re the first requester I’ve had in so long, thank you so much for sending this in! When I read your request, my first thought was, “Oh hell yes.” I’ve been feeling Hobi lately (hence “Pillow Talk” 😂), but I haven’t written a dom Hoseok fic yet. Thank you, dear kutie, for allowing me to write this. It was honestly such a pleasure.

Btw, doesn’t this amazing gif SCREAM daddy Hoseok? 🥵

(Like half of this is unedited)

Rating: R (18+ only)

Genre: Smutty Smut

Warnings: Sugar daddy Hoseok, sugar baby Y/n, a shit ton of making out described in detail, sexual descriptions and words, oral (m receiving), Daddy/Baby Girl relationship and kink, Hobi softly collars Y/n, dom Hoseok (f*ck yes), swears to the max, bit o’ fluff.

Word Count: There are words.

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I Missed You (Jung Hoseok, One-Shot, Smut)

Jung Hoseok sighed as he unlocked the door to your apartment. It had been a long few weeks, full of non-stop travel, interviews, photoshoots, and of course, live performances. Now that the pandemic seemed to be ebbing, BTS’ schedule was busier than ever. But this weekend? This weekend would be dedicated to you.

He hadn’t seen you in nearly a month, and except for the occasional text and video chat, you seemed to be keeping busy as well. You joined a pilates class and threw yourself into doing well at university. Your last paper had received resounding praise from your professor, thanks to the hours of research you had poured into it. The truth was, you were keeping yourself occupied so you wouldn’t have time to miss, or even think about, Hobi.

The arrangement the two of you had was unique, that was for sure. Hoseok knew he barely had any time to date, along with the fact that he was constantly in the public eye, and the last thing he wanted was to have to sneak around and subject his partner to possible hate and humiliation. With that mindset, Hoseok kept his eye out for a girl who he could share a few days here and there with, who wouldn’t mind hardly ever seeing him, and who wouldn’t need the type of commitment he knew he could never give.

The pandemic allowed Hoseok to easily go out without being recognized, and one morning he donned a mask and baseball cap to pick up coffee at the cafe down the block. You were nearly at the end of your first shift on the job, thank god. A number of wealthy snobs lived around the area and were extremely particular about their order and service, plus you still had your second job to get to.

You caught Hoseok’s eye the second he walked in. “Hi there, welcome,” you greeted, turning from a table you were wiping down. “What can I get you?”

For Hoseok, there was no going back after that. He visited the cafe as often as he could, always in disguise and always hoping for a brief conversation with you. He enjoyed the way your soft, pink lips would turn up in a small smile whenever you saw him and the way your cheeks flushed whenever he flirted with you. If only he could get you alone.

He finally got his chance. You were taking the trash out to the dumpster behind the building when he approached you. You felt like a mess, what with coffee stains littering the front of your apron and your hair falling out of its bun, but he would’ve taken you right then and there if he could. “Hi Y/n,” he said, lowering his mask to reveal himself at last. You started. “O-Oh! Hey there! Um, this is actually the back entrance, but if you come in through the front, I’ll start on your order right-”

“I wanted to speak to you, actually,” he said.

You stood there, holding onto the garbage bags like they were your lifeline, a flush already creeping up your cheeks. “A-About what?” you stammered, nervous in the presence of such a handsome guy.

“I know this may seem strange, but I’d like to take you on a date. It can’t be anywhere public, though. Would you be willing to meet me at this address?” He lifted the strap of your apron and slid a business card underneath it, staring deeply into your eyes as he bit down on his bottom lip.

Your face was so red it might as well have been on fire. “A d-date? With me?”

Hoseok nodded. “My phone number is also on that card. Text me if you can’t make it. Wear something nice. See you at eight.”

Without giving you any time to protest, he spun on his heel and left. Later that day, the latest BTS song, “Life Goes On,” played over your cafe’s radio. As Hoseok’s heart-warming, mellow voice came through the speakers, you dropped the mug you were holding, ceramic shards flying everywhere. Your coworker asked if you were okay but you couldn’t answer. You couldn’t tell her you’d been asked out on a private date with Jung Hoseok, and you hadn’t even recognized who he was until that moment.

You showed up for your date much too early, wearing a halter-neckline peach-colored dress underneath a black coat. It turned out the address was in a large, ornate apartment building. You had to get through a gate where a security officer checked your ID to make sure it matched a name on a list, as well as be issued a visitor’s keycard that would allow you access to the elevator for one night only. You knocked softly on the door, pulling down your mask so you could be recognized through the peephole. Hoseok opened the door, wearing a custom-tailored suit jacket over a white shirt, the top few buttons undone to show off his caramel-toned skin.

“Thanks for coming,” he said as he slipped off your coat, admiring the soft skin of your shoulders. He couldn’t wait to taste it.

The date went well. Hoseok had ordered the most exquisite food and a few bottles of wine. After a glass, you loosened up a bit. You had questions, of course. Hoseok answered them all before presenting the idea that had been filling his head since he first laid eyes on you. He said that he wanted the two of you to keep seeing each other but with conditions. You would move to this apartment, only mere minutes away from the apartment complex BTS lived in, and Hoseok would pay all your living expenses. He knew the reason you worked two jobs was to try and save up to go to university, but if you agreed to the arrangement, he’d pay your tuition and fees in full. The only thing he asked in return is that you would essentially be his girlfriend whenever he was in town, providing him a respite from being one of the world’s biggest pop stars. You’d have to sign an NDA contract, of course, but other than that, you were free to come and go as you pleased, free to pursue whatever course of study you wanted at university, and free to live your life without worrying about money.

You could hardly speak after all that, let alone provide him with an answer. He’d pay for everything? Everything? And all you had to do is act the devoted girlfriend whenever he happened to have time off? But Hoseok was clear. This wouldn’t be a typical relationship. He’d be gone for weeks, if not months, at a time, and he’d only have a few days a year to spend with you. You couldn’t get clingy or demand more from him, otherwise, he’d cut ties and let you go. He didn’t have time for arguments or drama.

After a couple days went by with nothing else on your mind, you texted him to tell him you concurred with the arrangement. After all, you really wanted to go to university and study medicine. A medical student’s schedule was extremely busy, so you wouldn’t have time for love anyway. The two of you seemed meant to be.

A year went by without incident, but you found with each visit, you began to miss Hoseok more and more. You missed talking to him, missed his contagious laughter, his bright smile, his jokes. You missed the nights spent tangled up in the sheets, his heated kisses, and the marks he left all over your body. And he, in return, began to miss you as well. He chose to show his affection with gifts, however, trying to hide how he really felt behind showering you with designer clothing and accessories.

This time, he showed up with a bouquet of purple tulips, your favorite, and a scarlet velvet box. “Y/n?” Hoseok called out.

“In here!”

He stepped into the kitchen, where you were stirring a pot over the stove. You wore a white apron over your blouse and skirt, your hair held up in a clip as you cooked. It was enough to ramp up the needy desire for you Hoseok had been feeling into overdrive. He wrapped his arms around you, hands sliding up to grope your breasts, grinding his hips against your backside. “Baby girl,” he murmured against your skin as he nuzzled your neck, taking the clip out of your hair and letting it fall down your back. He began to leave hungry, wet kisses along your jaw.

You groaned, your eyes fluttering closed. “H-Hobi, wait, I’m in the middle of making dinner.”

Even as the sentence came out of your mouth, you knew your protest was only half-hearted. Truth was, you couldn’t wait to get him in bed.

“Let it simmer,” Hoseok growled, reaching over the stove to turn down the heat. “And give me what I’m really hungry for.”

You turned, eyes wide. “Wh-What are you hungry for?”

He smirked. “You.”

Hoseok lifted you on the counter, his palms sliding up your skirt and teasing the edge of your thigh-high stockings as he eagerly devoured your lips. You allowed him to dominate your mouth, moaning as his tongue twirled around yours.

He separated from you, leaving you with eyes closed and breathless, before slowly peeling off each of your stockings, trailing kisses along your inner thighs as he did so. With a sly grin, he sat in one of the kitchen chairs, spreading his legs apart to show off how hard you made him. “Daddy’s had a long week, baby girl,” he murmured. “Why don’t you come over here and make me feel better?”

His words had you slipping off the counter to your knees, crawling eagerly towards him until you got close enough to undo his belt buckle and lower his zipper. Eyes locked on his, you took out his rock-hard length, your mouth watering at the sight. It was, to this day, the most gorgeous cock you had ever seen. Long, thick, with a perfect curve that served to hit all the right spots inside of you, it was safe to say you were addicted.

You licked a long strip up to the soft skin of the head, which you sucked gently like it was the most delectable lollipop. Hoseok hissed in appreciation, his fingertips scraping along your scalp until he gathered your hair in a fist and shoved his cock fully in your mouth. “Fuck,” he groaned, holding himself deep down your throat as you swallowed around him.

Hoseok didn’t let you breathe until you tapped his thigh, causing him to slide his cock out of your mouth all at once before shoving it in again. You let him fuck your mouth, grunting as he set a brutal pace. Occasionally, he let out a moan that sent heat straight down to your core, finding pleasure in his gratification.

He withdrew his cock from your mouth for the last time, panting as you coughed and sputtered. He took a napkin and bent down, gently wiping your mouth and cheeks until the only evidence of your debauchery left was the flush of your skin. “I have a gift for you,” he said, helping you stand.

“You do?”

“Mmhmm.”

Hoseok took your hand and led you down the hall until you both stood in front of the full-length mirror in your bathroom. He drew the velvet box from his pocket, smiling as you gasped. “Oh, Hobi, you didn’t have to.”

“Hush,” he said, stepping behind you.

This gift, unlike his others, was simple yet expensive. It was a gold necklace with a thin chain and a small, emerald-encrusted pendant that read, “Hoseok” in gold lettering.

He put it around your neck, smoothing your hair out of the way. “Do you like it?”

“I actually love it,” you said, touching the pendant in disbelief. “But you didn’t have to get me anything.”

Hoseok met your eyes in the mirror. “This will remind you of me when I’m gone. It even has my favorite color gemstone. Green, the color of hope.”

You smiled. “I noticed.”

He leaned down to whisper in your ear. “I’ll wait in the bedroom. I want you wearing nothing but the necklace.”

You nodded, shivers running down your spine. He left you to undress as he also undressed, tossing his clothes in a corner and stroking himself as he sat on the bed to wait. You came in shortly, completely naked except for the necklace as told. Hoseok grasped your hips and yanked you close, twirling his tongue around each of your nipples as you gasped, running your fingers through his dark, silky hair. He nipped at the flesh of your breasts, occasionally sucking and leaving deep purple marks. “Turn around,” he ordered softly.

You obeyed, presenting your ass to him. He sat you on his lap and spread your thighs apart before taking his middle finger and stroking your clit. You shuddered, gasping as he continued his ministrations, relishing in how wet you were for him. “You’re always so ready for Daddy, aren’t you baby girl?”

You nodded, leaning back into Hoseok’s chest as he sped up his pace. He dipped his finger inside of you and circled it around, the pad of his palm pressing against your clit. “Oh god,” you gasped, knowing you weren’t going to last much longer.

Without warning, Hoseok began to rub your clit again with the tips of his fingers, circling your sweet spot faster and faster until you were squirming in his hold. “D-Daddy, I’m going to-”

“Cum baby girl, c’mon, soak these fingers,” he growled.

You cried out as your orgasm washed over you and drowned you in pleasure, cum squirting out all over Hoseok’s fingers and his lap. He didn’t let up, continuing to rub your clit until you grabbed his hand, begging him to stop due to the overstimulation.

You whined when he took his fingers away, the open air flowing over your wet pussy making you shiver. Hoseok turned you around and licked his fingers, the sight of his lips wrapped around each digit driving you crazy. He kissed you then, letting you taste the sweetness of your pussy.

He maneuvered you onto the bed and grasped your hips once more, lifting them until they were level with his cock. “Ready, baby girl?” he asked, pressing a palm in the middle of your back.

You nodded. “Please Daddy, please fuck me.”

Hoseok growled. “I fucking love it when you beg.”

He shoved his cock into your dripping pussy, stretching you out until you didn’t think you could take any more. A whole year of getting fucked by Hoseok and you still could barely take the full length of his dick. He slid almost all the way out of you before shoving himself back in and repeating the action, causing your entire body to tremble with the force of his thrusts. Your legs buckled and began to slide down the sheets until you were practically lying on your stomach, which was just fine with Hoseok as he leaned over you and rammed himself into you even deeper than before.

You moaned into the mattress, grabbing at the sheets until your knuckles turned white, trying to keep yourself grounded as Hoseok fucked you so hard you saw white spots at the edges of your vision. His grunts got louder and higher in pitch, and you knew he was getting close. Just the thought of him painting your insides with his cum had you on the edge, crying out as he hit your g-spot.

“Cum for me baby, squeeze that pussy around my cock,” Hoseok panted, feeling you beginning to contract.

You moaned loudly. “Right there, Daddy, right there, oh my god, I’m gonna-” Your second orgasm hit you like a truck, causing your eyes to roll back in your head, your mouth parted open as your breath stopped, every muscle in your pussy constricting around Hoseok’s beautiful cock.

He couldn’t take it anymore and thrust into you one last time, shooting load after load into your tight hole with a loud groan. He lifted you up as his cock softened inside of you, pulling your sweaty back against his torso, rubbing your stomach affectionately. You rolled your head to the side to capture his lips in a kiss, pushing and pulling at lips with yours. “God, I missed you,” you murmured.

Hoseok tensed. Shit. You weren’t supposed to let him know you felt attached to him and missed him when he was gone. That was the type of commitment he swore he didn’t want in this relationship.

“I mean, I missed this,” you said, backtracking. The way his eyebrows were furrowed worried you.

“Yeah,” he muttered, pulling out of you and going inside the bathroom.

Damn it. You lay down, rubbing a hand over your forehead. Why the hell did you say that?

Hoseok came back with a washcloth and wiped down your body, erasing the mess he made from your body. He caught sight of the necklace bearing his name and smirked before laying down beside you, cuddling your body close.

“Hey,” he murmured, causing you to look up at him into those dark, sparkling eyes. One corner of his mouth turned up. “I missed you too.”

Warmth flooded your chest and you snuggled into his side. You didn’t know if he had feelings for you, and you didn’t know if you had feelings for him, but you did know that he cared about you enough to miss you, and that, for now, was enough.

In These Streets | jhs [m.list]

❝i don’t care what anyone says, i want you.❞

summary: in this modern day romeo and juliet, you fall in love with jung hoseok; a carefree, street tough who introduces you to life in his hood.

pairings: jung hoseok x f!reader.

warnings: smut, fluff, drugs, strong language, violence, angst, 18+, minors dni.

author’s note: so, this is another wip that i’ve been thinking of for a while. i’ve wanted to write for hoseok since i first wrote gangsta so here it is.

©btsugarush. please do not repost.

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The Auction (M)

Photo Cr: BTS Twitter

Pairing: Hoseok x F. Reader

Genre: College!au/smut

WC: 7.6k

Summary: Your friend buys you a date with your crush Jung Hoseok for Valentine’s Day.

Warnings: protected sex, oral (giving and receiving), fingering (f. receiving), some dirty talk

Date Posted: 2/7/2019

Groaning, you walked into sorority house your best friend belonged to, you caught sight of her sitting at the table right by the stage. Rolling your eyes in annoyance, you parted through the crowd, calling your friend’s name as you reached her.

“Hey! You’re late, Y/n!” She informs you, moving her purse out of the chair intended for you to sit in. You push the white tablecloth out of the way, allowing you to sit down without dragging the tablecloth, dinnerware, and candles into your lap.

“How am I late? I didn’t want to come in the first place,” you reply sourly folding your arms across your chest to look up at the stage and see your best guy friend, Jimin Park on the stage. From beside you Rose raises her auction paddle, making you sigh in discontent. It was obvious to pretty much everyone on campus that Rose and Jimin were crushing on each other, obvious to everyone except them apparently. Here she was spending money on him when she could have him for free if she just confessed.

“Is this why you brought me? You know if you’d tell him how you feel he would take you out for free, right?”

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Lady Spades

Genre: Sweet Smut

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader (Demon AU!)

Word Count: 2800ish

Other Demon AU Fics: Jimin | Namjoon | Yoongi | Jungkook | Jin | Taehyung

This one is based on the Lady Spades game which I again would NOT RECOMMEND even trying because I love you guys and have a fear of anything and everything supernatural.

As the clock struck midnight he entered the room, switching off all lights that left him standing in the absolutely dark room, silence engulfing his existence. The steps of the summoning outlined in his mind clearly as he began performing them.  

He walked up to the dusty old mirror, removing all the cobwebs as he set the candle down on the stand, taking out the lighter from his back pocket. On his fourth try, the lighter finally emitted a flame with which he soon lit the candle.

He took a deep breath in, calming his unsteady nerves that had his hands trembling but he wasn’t going to back out. Not when he had come this far. He took out a bright red lipstick from the bag, it was a shame to waste that beautiful cosmetic but regardless, he went ahead. In his most beautiful cursive font, he wrote the words “Lady Spades” on the mirror, holding its corresponding card in his hand such that the female’s face on the card reflected in the mirror in front of him.

He closed his eyes, picturing you from what he had heard about you, from what he had read about you. He calmed his mind before repeating the words, “Lady Spades…appear” 7 distinct times. He kept his eyes shut the entire time as he thought of your appearance, clothed in dark black from top to bottom, matching the darkness in your eyes although your smile… well it could melt even the coldest of hearts.

‘I’m here Jung Hoseok’

He heard a sweet, female voice call out, his eyes fluttering open at the sound.

The summoning was successful.

He saw you on the other side of the mirror, your hands by your side as you sat regally on your dark throne of thorns and roses. Your gown the shade of pure dark black matching the tiara above your head that gleamed with diamonds.

“You summoned me mortal?” You asked amusingly. It was always nice to see a new face, especially one as handsome as his.

“Y—yes Mi—Milady…” He stuttered out, his words stuck in his throat and his mind incapable of speaking in coherent sentences at your breathtaking sight. You were the most beautiful, stunning, gorgeous entity he had ever seen in his entire life.

“Well then, won’t you tell me what it is that you want and maybe it’ll be worth my time, sweet boy” You chuckled as your face rose closer to the mirror, your eyes intently staring into his.

“I—I want – you” He spoke in a hushed tone, eyes looking down as his cheeks blushed with a rose tint.

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link #1. seok had a long day at rehearsal, he’s been thinking about you nonstop and wants you to ride his fingers until you shake. “aww you can’t even stay still~ you like it when i play with your sensitive pussy, baby?”

link #2. this is what you get for going out with no bra on and a tight little shirt. you decided to prance around in public like this when he can’t do anything. well then, he has no choice but to pay attention to his slut when you both get home. even if you beg him to stop he’ll be too occupied to care.

link #3. sometimes hoseok was just in the mood to bend you over and watch his big cock slide in and out of you as tears run down your face from pleasure

link #4. hoseok knows how much you love his hands, so he constantly spoils you. sensually running them over your burning hot skin “that’s my good girlll~ keep your hands to yourself baby, no touching.” “oh-ho is daddy teasing too much? so mean huh? you just wanna come? yeah, little slut?” he teases in a whiny voice mimicking yours.

link #5. he loves your boobs, you look like such an angel bouncing up and down on his cock and clenching around him when he smacks your tits. a reminder that he owns you, he owns your body and can do whatever the fuck he wants with it. and you’ll always take it like a good little submissive.

link #6. whenever hoseok gets a break from his military duties he always comes back stronger, buffer. you moan uncontrollably as his muscles flex while he fingers you, wrapping a protective arm around your waist to keep you close. he won’t stop kissing you! daddy missed you so much.

link #7. your english professor mr. jung think’s you’re the prettiest little thing he’s ever seen. next thing you know he has you sprawled out on his bed, rubbing your clit so hard you see stars. “you’re my favorite, honey. anyone ever made you feel this good before? just me?”

link #8. hoseok is always so amazed at the sight of your tight little hole stretching out around his dick, so he records it. you’re like a work of art, a moaning mess, tied up, gasping when his long cock fills you up all the way. and art is meant to be admired.

link #9. seokie has incredibly strong stamina. you’ve lost track of how many hours you two have been at it but— he fucks like he dances, never losing energy, always ready for more. holding you close and using his lower body strength to his advantage. “you look out of breath? is daddy’s cock getting too much for you?”

link #10. hoseok think’s your pussy is the most gorgeous thing he’s ever seen. “lay down, ass up.” he want’s to spread apart your pretty lips, jiggle your asscheeks in his strong hands. “look at this slutty little skirt you have on. not even wearing panties? you must really need some good dick, huh?”

link #11. hoseok loves breeding your addictive pussy. dumping all his hot sticky cum into your used hole and fucking it back in until it starts dripping and gushing out of you. he loves how you chant ‘yes yes yes!’ in your little whiny pathetic voice. “fuckk! babygirl!”

link #12. hoseok loves playing with you, it’s so satisfying watching his baby squirm in pleasure, cumming over and over again. he just watches in awe as you try your very best to be a good girl for him and stay still.

link #13. hoseok can do nothing about the way his dick is twitching against his stomach as you lay back on him. crying out his name as you squirt all over his expensive sheets. “more, more, more. keep cumming baby. fuck! give daddy more.” he moans, rubbing your red and swollen clit at a maddening rate.

~ harddom!hoseok hot takes ❤️‍🔥

it’s been so long since i posted 😓

warnings: heavy sub x dom relationship, powerplay, degrading, baby talk, spanking, brat tamer hobi, thigh worship, hickeys, titty fucking/marking (he loves boobs ok), overstimulation, breeding kink.

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— hoseok loves it the most when you feel comfortable enough to fully submit to him in bed.

— it’s almost like a switch goes off and you’re both in a completely different headspace when horny. a space that’s safe to be vulnerable and trust eachother.

— your bubbly hobi turns into a strong and stern version of himself. hoseok doesn’t tolerate back-talk.

— although it does get him interested whenever you misbehave. all that does is give him a chance to have fun punishing you.

— “you’re talking back to me? daddy didn’t teach you to be bad, did he? start counting each hit babygirl.”

— hoseok doesn’t play around when you do something he doesn’t like. he takes pleasure in slapping your ass so hard it’s burning red. the liquid from your wet cunt sliding down his leg.

— when i tell you this man loves degrading you in the bedroom….

— he’ll baby talk to you whenever you’re at the brink of pleasure. he pulls his touch away, taking back all of that delicious stimulation you were getting.

— “awww, angel~ i bet you wanna cum so bad, hm? my dumb baby just wants me to make her cum?”

— the condescending tone he uses only makes you more turned on. hoseok loves the effect he has on you.

— he knows he can do the most degrading things to you for his own pleasure, and you’ll love it.

— he’ll stuff your soaking panties in your mouth, rub his cock on your face during blowjobs, take his fingers out of you and smack your pussy.

— whispering things in your ear about how you’re such a dirty girl for loving it. for loving how he treats you like a slut.

— it truly amazes him how nasty you act in the bed, you seem so innocent on the outside. and the fact that it’s all because of him. he makes you crazy.

— hoseok loves your thighs, they’re so thick and plush all he wants to do is lay in between them and bite/kiss the soft fat.

— he loves how whiny you get, his face so close to your throbbing pussy. but he wants to worship your thighs fully before he eases the uncomfortable need between your legs.

— oh and he’s obsessed with nipple play. basically anything you can imagine to do with tits he’s tried it out with you.

— titty fucking always makes him cum quickly. how could he not when you’re sticking out your tongue so cutely, squishing your boobs together for him.

— “oh fuck, baby, look at you….” he studders in awe.

— he loves sucking love marks into the skin around/on your boobs. constantly squeezing your sensitive nipples between his slender fingers when he pleasures you. quite the multitasker he is.

— and of course one of his favorite ways to finish is by cumming all over your chest.

— hoseok loves to slap your tits, he want’s to see them bounce up and down in his face as he fucks you.

— so close that he can suck on your tits while you ride his dick. sitting back to watch you go to work. it’s always hard for him to stop staring at your beautiful face though, jaw slack from pleasure as you give him those puppy dog eyes.

— hoseok loves watching you ride him. you get so desperate and sloppy and usually need a bit of help or guidance. he adores taking care of you and being in control so it’s not something you two do often.

— overstimulation is a common occurrence with this pleasure dom. he’ll pull out toys, use his fingers, anything really to make you cum repeatedly for his own pleasure.

— seeing you writhe on the sheets, your ragged breathing and cries telling him that it’s too much. fuck, that’s paradise for hoseok.

— it’s all linked to powerplay, how you beg him to stop but still obediently keep your hands behind your back somehow. following as he told you to do, gripping the sheets until your knuckles turn white.

— “good girl, good fuckin’ girl~ just one more time honey. i promise. one more. i wanna see you cream my fingers again, pretty please?”

— hoseok loves to use you as a cumdump (you happily own the title for him), breeding you day and night so that you stay full of his seed at all times.

— if he wants to truly degrade you that day he’ll make you walk around in public with his cum pooling in your panties. its just a reminder that you’re his girl, his little bitch. who loves how he fucks so much that you’ll proudly do anything he wants you to.

— hoseok always shows you off in public, everyone will know you’re his. especially with that ridiculously expensive gold chain around your neck that says his name in bold letters.

— with the way his hands grip your love handles and the protective arm wrapped around your waist.

— he’s not big on pda but best believe if someones getting to friendly with you or staring he’s whispering dirty things in your ear, leaving kisses behind for good measure.

— “let’s give them something to watch, yeah?”

— hoseok hates phone sex. it gets him unbelievably frustrated and not in a good way. the fact that he can’t physically touch you is hell, but when you’re whining and pleading him over the phone to cum he’ll give in.

— you’re not allowed to get off or cum without his permission, so that results with you being super needy when you see eachother again. he swears you act the nastiest when you’re reunited.

Will be editing the list tomorrow. Thank you for your patience. ❤️

who do you desire?

Jeon Jeongguk

Kim Taehyung

Park Jimin

Kim Namjoon

Jung Hoseok

Min Yoongi

Kim Seokjin

are you looking for

MORE?

maybe you need more than just one?

More Than One

do you not have enough time?

Drabbles

Or do you have more than enough?

Series

It doesn’t have to be carnal, does it?

Endearment

you filthy whore.

Fics listed like this stood out to me the most. I wouldn’t necessarily call them the best, but they suit my preference.

This list was made for my own navigation, in case I’m struggling to find some fic I somehow thought of in broad daylight. I hope you find whatever you’re looking for here.

The Witches Vow

  Summary: I had never believed I would own a hybrid, but when I found an old friend I had long since believed to have lost, I couldn’t help myself. But my friend only has one request, save the six others he is locked up with and I never have been able to say no to him. 

  Pairing: Hybrid!BTS x Fem!WitchReader 

  Themes: Found Family, Poly Relationship, Hurt and Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Strangers to Lovers, Hybrid AU, Fantasy, Supernatural, Magic 

  Warnings: Hurt, Angst, Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Sexual Assault, Injury and Hurt, Witchcraft and magic, hybrids being pets, eventual smut, brief mentions of murder. This has only been edited with the free version of Grammarly, so please be kind

  Rating: 18+ 

  Characters: 

Jin: Amur Leopard 

Yoongi: Black Tiger 

Hoseok: Lynx 

Namjoon: Artic Wolf 

Jimin: Arctic Fox 

Taehyung: Snow Leopard 

Jungkook: Red Fox 

Ryoko: Reader 

Notes: This was previously uploaded under the title "Finding the Pack" But upon re-reading it I decided I wanted to expand the fic a bit more, and felt the name didn't match the vibe I was going for. So it is now being re-uploaded as "The Witches Vow". Please do not steal my work.

  Chapter One

“You have a tail!” I turned, understanding washing over me as I spied my two-year-old self, sitting with a two-year-old young boy. At two Taeyhung was all energy, his white fluffy ears pinned towards me as his tail slowly slid behind his back. “That's so cool!” I gushed in two-year-old wonder. Taehyung instantly relaxed, a bright, boxy smile spreading across his little face. 

  “We are best friends now!” Taehyung announced all authority in his voice. Across the yard, our mothers chuckled, a fond look on both of their faces. The scene changes then, going black until I can spot myself and Taehyung again. This time we are older, about five and sitting in the tree house my father had built us after we began reading the Magic Tree House books and begged for weeks to get. While I didn’t need to, I had all these memories memorized I could recite them perfectly, I moved towards the sounds of childish giggles. 

   “Do it again!” Tae begged, eyes lighting up as I once again made the flower in my hand open and close. That had been the start of magic coming in and we had both been amazed by it. Naturally, I showed him first, I had shown him everything first back then. We were basically joined at the hip, the closest of friends. “It's so cool you can do magic!” He sighs wistfully. “All I can do is turn into a kitten!” 

  “But a cute kitten!” I giggle, my words causing Taehyung to flush a deep shade of crimson before swearing he wasn’t cute. The scene changed again, shifting this time to a cemetery. I stood dressed in black, my little hand tightly gripping Taehyung’s. We were seven and both watched as they lowered his mother’s casket into the ground. She had been murdered, but of course, at seven we hadn’t been given that information, we had only been told she had died suddenly.

  For the first time, I tore my gaze from my younger self and the boy that haunted my dreams and turned them to his father. He was wracked with guilt enough that it overlapped his grief. No tears were shed, and at the time I told my little self it was because Taehyung needed him. Now I knew the truth, knew what the man had done and felt the anger rising inside of me. 

   “Promise me you won’t leave me too,” Taehyung whispered, his voice drawing my attention back. Even now his words broke me, the pain lacing each word. 

   “I promise Tae.” And, at seven, I had meant that promise, meant it like the vow I would later make. As the scene changed again, I felt myself tensing, preparing myself for what I knew was coming. 

   “LET HIM GO!” I screamed, racing down the steps of my house, my father cursing out behind me. It was the day after the funeral and I was still in my Lilo and Stitch pajamas. But that didn’t stop me from racing towards the man carrying screaming Taehyung. As I reached him, the man kicked me, my gasp of pain and fear loud to my ears. 

  “Don’t you dare touch my daughter!” My mother screamed, her voice laced with anger as she slipped into her mama bear mode. But I paid it no mind, despite the pain racing up my ribs I jumped forward and grasped Taehyung’s hand, as if I had a prayer of pulling him free. 

  “Help! Help me!” Taehyung begged, tears staining his cheeks. 

  “Daddy do something! Curse him, mama!” I screamed, crying out in pain as the pain kicked me once again. This time, before I could lunge, my father had me in his arms. 

  “We can’t petal, that man owns Taehyung now.” His words, even then, didn’t make sense to me. How could someone own another person? Seeing the fear in Taehyung’s eyes, understanding I was powerless, I did the one thing I could at that moment. 

  “Taehyung, I make you a witches vow!” I screamed, ignoring my mother's gasp and her cries for me to stop. “I vow to find you Taehyung and I may never again live in peace until I do!” I didn’t know it then, but those words would haunt me. Not because I regretted making them, but because they would leave me with visions of the boy I had loved. 

   This time, as the scene changed, I knew it wouldn’t be good. The visions always started the same, showing me my past before showing me Taehyung’s present. Sure enough, as the scene settled I found myself in a barn I had grown to familiar with, despite never going there myself. The sounds of pained breathing filled my ears, along with the stench of young men chained together. Moving slowly, I made my way to the wall that held Taehyung and the others. Though I never did pay them much mind, my gaze was always focused on the snow leopard. 

  “Oh, Tae,” I whispered, kneeling as I studied him. He was skinny and hurt, a scratch on his head that was now caked with dried blood. I took a little comfort in knowing it still wasn’t bleeding, but it didn’t provide me with much. “I am still looking!” I had wanted to say more but movement caught my eye and I turned to find the ghost of a girl, she was around my age and from the look of her floppy red ears had been a fox hybrid in life. 

  “You can see me?” 

  “I can see the dead, but I wasn’t aware you could see me,” I replied, shock lacing my voice. The girl turned to Tae, who slowly lifted his head. 

  “You must go, he’s coming and I promise, you won’t want to see this but I will find you.” The ghost vowed and just that, as it always did, I was jolted back into my own present. 

   I let out a gasp I sat up in bed, my left hand flying to cover the “T” tattooed on my skin. The small letter had appeared after I made the vow, another reminder one was made as if I needed one. Taehyung, was never far from my mind, no matter what I found myself doing in life. One second of quiet was enough for me to draw up the latest vision, replaying it in my mind as if I could suddenly find a clue as to where he was being kept. In the years since that day, I never stopped searching. As I child I went to every police station I could, begging them to find my kidnapped friend. Some were kind, telling me softly that they could tell I was scared, but in the eyes of the law, Taehyung hadn’t been kidnapped, only sold. Others had only sighed, shoving away the photo the second they saw his fluffy white and black ears and told me to grow up and accept reality. 

  When I found no help there, I turned to my craft, attempting to scry for his location only to fail every time. I needed a piece of him for the magic to focus on, to feel and track and his father had never let me inside. The guilt and shame of what he had done had caused him to lock himself in his house and become a recluse. Not that I blamed him. He had gambled himself into debt with the wrong people and when they couldn’t get their money they killed his wife and took Taehyung to cover the payments. They didn’t care about the young boy they were stealing, only wanted to make him pay for a payment that was never his. 

   My parents had banned me from going over when they found out I was screaming the details of my visions through the door, determined to make him face the reality of the life he had forced his son into. Dad said he was suffering enough and Mama just claimed Taehyung’s fate wasn’t my story to share. She was right of course, she always was, but that didn’t stop me from wanting him to grasp the severity of what he had done, what his actions were doing to his son. A part of me, I suppose, also wanted him to feel the same pain I felt when I had to see him chained and beaten, to know I had failed him yet again. 

   Shaking my head, I thought about the latest vision, my attention for once turning to the ghost. Never once had I been seen in them, I had always been a spectator to whatever Taehyung was facing in those brief moments the magic pulled me towards him.  The fact that I was seen, even by a ghost, caused a flicker of hope to spread across my chest. Maybe she would keep her word, maybe she would find me or perhaps in the next vision she could tell me a location. 

  With more hope than I have had in years, I threw back the thick warm covers of my bed and climbed out of it, smiling as I heard the telltale signs of my cousin Aera bustling around the kitchen. Aera and I had gotten close after Taehyung had been kidnapped, as she was the one willing to help me find him at all costs. She had spent countless hours with me handing out flyers, begging anyone if they had seen him. It was through this that we met our friends Izzadora and Electra, the twins who were all too happy to grab some flyers and go out and do their own hunting. With them, they brought Jessamine, Luna and Kiko, and our search team of two grew into a search team of seven.

    I longed to tell Taehyung that he had a whole team of people searching for him, determined to bring him somewhere safe, but I knew he couldn’t hear me. The hours I had spent screaming at him when he was in his human form, begging him to just say anything, proved that. Shaking my head, pushing away those painful memories as I made my way downstairs. 

  While old, the house was the thing I was most proud of. After my grandparents passed, they left me with the house, or rather a small mansion to be fair. It had ten rooms, five bathrooms and a complete basement. I had also turned the attic into a small library and reading nook. Thankfully, the sales of my book series kept me afloat, allowing me to finish renovations while also putting a large sum aside for my savings. I had kept it to the original structure, doing my best to update it while also keeping that old-fashioned charm that I loved so much about it. 

   As I walked into the kitchen, I wasn’t at all surprised to find Aera staring at the coffee machine, watching as it slowly brewed with her head lying on her arms that were folded on the counter. Her black hair was pulled back into a braid, and her crimson eyes reflected in the coffee pot. Her eyes were always my favourite part about my cousin, they always reminded me of living flames, a sted fast reminder of the power brewing beneath her skin. As a fire fae, she was all flames and hot-headedness, which is why my uncles hadn’t waited to adopt her. They knew she would fit in well with their sass and man had she lived up to that. 

  “Another vision?” She said in a way of greeting, crimson eyes meeting mine for only a moment before looking back at the coffee. 

  “Yes, but I was seen this time, by a ghost.” My words caused her to let out a surprise yelp, standing up straight as she spun around to face me. 

  “You were what?” 

  “Seen, by a ghost, a fox hybrid judging by her ears,” I explained, as I grabbed out the stuff for breakfast. Aera may be able to strive on coffee alone, but I needed food to help me along. “She promised to find me.”

  “Why aren’t you more excited? Jesus this is wonderful news! We may actually find him now.” As she spoke, she settled back down in front of the coffee maker, the little bit of energy my news had spurred dying out. Aera never had been a morning person, her energy usually coming either after ten am or that first cup of coffee. 

  “I am hopeful, more so than I have been in the past but what if she can’t me?” Now that I was more awake, the doubts were starting to creep in, the fear that I had been so desperate to find him that I made up a ghost to help me. 

  “You know how your magic works, even in a vision once a spirit feels your magic they can track you. Lord knows I have seen you deal with enough clingy spirits to know damn well, even a brief encounter can draw them to you and before you say anything, if she could SEE you, she could feel your magic.” 

   I bite my lip, so desperately wanting to believe her but I was also getting scared, the fear eating at what little hope I once had. Sensing my doubt, Aera reached out and threw a small ball of fire at me, the ball just warm enough to shock me but not cause any harm. Scowling, I tossed a grape at her, earning a chuckle from her. 

  “Get out that head of yours.” She said softly, her gaze flickering to me as I let out a tiny gasp. “Hello dead person, my name is Aera. I can’t see you please bear that in mind for the duration of your stay.” I rolled my eyes at her, shaking my head as I looked at the ghost from my vision.

   “She seems fun.” The girl mused, eyeing Aera with a grin that caused my cousin to shiver under her gaze. “But I told you I would find you! It didn’t take me very long, your magic leaves a strong essence behind. They all felt, the boys I mean, but they didn’t see you. He vailed you from them. He brought in a witch once you made that vow. I remember I was there. He was so angry that he wasn’t told Taehyung was bound to a powerful young witch.” 

  “I imagine his father didn’t have time to tell him, seeing how Tae was taken.” I mused as Aera passed me a cup of coffee. Far too used to my conversations with the dead, she sat beside me, nodding as I quickly filled her in on what was said. 

  “I had told you that you were a powerful witch, stronger than anyone else in the family to be sure.” Aera said with a shit-eating grin that I knew was her version of an “I told you so.” 

  “Yeah, I like her! Anyways, if you want, I can take you to him. You can’t find him on your own, he cloaked your magic specifically but as a guide you wouldn’t really need magic.”

  “You would help us?” 

  “Of course, I want him to pay, and judging from the power I can sense off of you both, you wouldn’t hesitate to make him pay.”

  “Oh, I plan on burning everything down to the ground once we get there,” Aera said after I filled her in. “If he didn’t want to burn alive, he shouldn’t have pissed me off.” 

  “Take us, today, no more waiting.” 

  “Oh good, because he sold them. They will be moved tomorrow and then I can’t help you.” At her words, I jumped up, grabbed my keys and yelled at Aera to throw her coffee into a to-go cup. 

  “What a wonderful way to start the day, murder and a rescue!” I didn’t need to look behind me to know there was a wild gleam in her eyes. 

   It took four hours to get to the farm where Taehyung was held, four hours of my anxiety skyrocketing to the point I felt like I couldn’t breathe. What if Taehyung had forgotten about me? What if he hated me for taking so long to make good on my vow? All those thoughts kept jumping through my mind as Aera drove, taking turns as I told her, our ghostly guide seated between us. In the four hours of driving, I learned her name was Sana. She was the first Jeehung had collected through his debts. She told me all about how he only targeted those with hybrids, wanting to get his hands on them while also making their owners lose everything else in the process. It was fun for him, the pain he caused. 

  Jeehung was the only one working there, but lately, he had gotten too old to keep all his hybrids in line, seven I had learned. One of them, a tiger, had caused some serious injury the last time he attacked the hybrids. He had decided then they had to be sold. Sana had been killed that day, murdered as she tried to escape to get them all help. The boys had wanted her to run, to get her away from the horrors and took her murder hard. 

  We drove in silence up the long, gravel drive, the van bumping as we drove over potholes. The closer we got, the brighter the T on my wrist seemed to glow, and I knew Sana was right. Taehyung was close, so close I swore I could feel him. As we came to the stop, Aera and I glanced at each other before throwing the doors open. We had only taken a step when a man, the same man I had seen all those years ago, came barreling from the run-down house. 

  “You little fucking bitch!” He snarled as he stared at me, recognition filling his gaze. “I should have killed that stupid leopard.” 

  “Where is he?” I demanded, smirking as I raised a hand and vines sprang up around his feet, winding themselves around his legs. “I will only ask once.”

   “Why you can’t touch him? He’s being sold tomorrow and until then he is my property.” 

  “Actually I can, if I can prove that you have harmed or abused them in any way, or even murdered a hybrid, I can legally take over their guardianship.” His face paled at the word murdered, his gaze flickering between Aera and me, no doubt trying to figure out how we knew. “I can see her, you know. So while I don’t need you to tell me where it would help you in the long run.” 

  “Stupid little witch bitch.” He snarled, pulling a gun. Before he could aim it though, the gun was in flames, burning him enough that he dropped it with a yelp. 

  “Go, get Taehyung, I will handle this one,” Aera whispered, the flames in her hands turning a bright, silvery blue. I nodded, taking off after Sana as she led the way. 

  “TAEHYUNG I AM COMING FOR YOU!”

Taehyung P.O.V 

 Taehyung had long since stopped hoping for Ryoko to remember him. He had known, even at the age of seven, that she was destined to be a powerful witch. Even at the age of two, the buzz of the promise of her magic washed over him, a silent promise. She surely had more important things to do than worry about a boy she had met and lost in her childhood. Even if the little “R” on the inside of his wrist stood as a reminder of the desperate vow she had made that last day he had seen her. 

   There had been times though, the briefest of moments, when he swore he could feel that familiar buzz of her magic. Hell, he had even sworn at times he could hear her voice, hear the desperation in her voice as she begged him to tell him where he was. Those little moments he chopped up to that part of him that refused to give up hope, that refused to believe she would forget about him. For so long she had been his safe place, her memories the only thing that could get him through most of the abuse he faced. Closing his eyes, he let his head fall back down onto the worn wood of the barn and tried to ignore that part of him that had summoned her voice. 

   “Taehyung, if you don’t answer her she is going to get us killed.” Yoongi’s snarl broke through the silence, his words causing Taehyung to let out a desperate gasp. 

   “She’s here!”

The Witches Vow

Summary: A witch's vow is dangerous, and not to be taken lightly. Not even death can break a witch's vow, if the witch cannot make good on their vow their soul will never find peace. I knew this, but when Taehyung, my dearest friend, is sold to a man with evil in his soul, I make a frantic witch's vow to find him. Little did I know that when I finally got reunited with Taehyung, it would only be the start of it all. 

  Pairing: Hybrid!BTS x Fem!WitchReader 

  Themes: Found Family, Poly Relationship, Hurt and Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Strangers to Lovers, Hybrid AU, Fantasy, Supernatural, Magic 

  Warnings: Hurt, Angst, Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Sexual Assault, Injury and Hurt, Witchcraft and magic, hybrids being pets, eventual smut,

  Rating: 18+ 

Notes: This is the revamped version of my original post. If you have read the first version of this, you will find that is very different. I will be keeping the original version of chapter one up. I hope you all enjoy this and my world.

  Characters: 

Jin: Amur Leopard 

Yoongi: Black Tiger 

Hoseok: Lynx 

Namjoon: Arctic Wolf 

Jimin: Arctic Fox 

Taehyung: Snow Leopard 

Jungkook: Red Fox 

Ryoko: Reader/Witch 

Chapter One 

    Summer of 2002 

   “A witch’s vow is a dangerous thing my darling. It can not be broken, even by death. Once made, it needs to be fulfilled, if it’s not even in death the witch will never find peace. The witch will be stuck attempting to fulfill their end of the vow forever. I tell you this because a witch’s vow is easy to do. You merely state your name, followed by your vow. So let's say, if you vow to protect someone, you will spend the rest of your life doing nothing but protecting them.” Mama said as she kneaded the bread before her. I sat at the island taking notes of what she said. I started to ask a question when I heard the scream that ran out from outside.

   “HELP ME!” Taehyung screamed, his voice coming in from the garden. I jumped off the stool and ran towards the door, ignoring my parents telling me to stay back. I race down the gravel drive just in time to see Taehyung, the little snow leopard that is my dearest friend, being dragged by the back of his shirt towards a black van.  

  “LET HIM GO!” I screamed throwing a rock at the man as I kept running. Behind me I can hear my mother calling out at Taehyung’s father, demanding an explanation as my father screamed for me to stop.  “YOU LET HIM GO YOU BAD MAN!” I cried as I began to hit the man. 

  “Get away from me.” He snapped, in the face as he threw me backwards and away from him. A loud snarl echoed from Taehyung as he tried to get to me. Before he could though my father was there, his hand wrapping around the man’s thick wrist, twisting it until it snapped. “YOU SON OF A BITCH!”

  “You are going to be lucky to walk away with a broken wrist after you hit my daughter. I can’t save Taehyung from you, but I swear to god I will end you if you touch her again.” My father said sternly, his voice terrifying even to me.  

    “Save Tae Daddy!” I screamed, ignoring the pain in my jaw from the words. 

  “There isn’t anything we can do petal, his dad signed away his ownership of him. Legally, this man now owns Taehyung.”  

   “Then, then!” I stammered before my eyes widened. “I RYOKO MAKE THIS WITCH’S VOW! I WILL SAVE YOU TAEHYUNG!” 

    “If that little bitch comes anywhere near…”

   “So long as you never hurt him, the vow will never be fulfilled and she will never be a problem to you.” Dad snarls. “So long as you keep this boy from harm, you will never see my daughter again.” 

   “For her sake, she had better hope not. You have done enough.” He threw Taehyung into his car, ignoring my screams and his cries as I was pulled back to the house. 

   For the next two weeks, I was left alone, without my friend, too sad to move from my bedroom. For those two weeks, I did nothing but worry about my friend. Then, exactly two weeks after he was taken, I was awoken to a pain in my wrist and the first vision. Taehyung was in danger and I was meant to be to save him. 

   Present Day 

     The barn was old, but in good enough condition that it could be trusted to hold the eight snarling hybrids. The stalls had been removed, eight large cages were left in their wake. Inside each held a hybrid who was clearly underfed, each one covered in wounds. My heart broke at how defeated the poor dears looked, their fear clouding their eyes. Thick chains were wrapped around the necks, linking them to the barn. My gaze was locked on the snow leopard, his soft brown eyes half closed as he seemed to stare at me. Seeing the fear in my best friend's eyes broke my heart. While I knew he couldn’t see me, or even hear me, I moved towards the cage, kneeling in front of it. 

   “I’m still trying Tae, I promise. I am still looking for you and I think I am getting close.” I whispered, placing my hand against the bars. As it always did, it slid through the bars, my hand half see-through. I always hated these visions, then ones where I could get so close to him yet still be unable to save him. He lifted his head, warm hazel eyes meeting mine. At least, they seemed to meet mine. 

  “He’s coming.” A soft, female voice whispered from the cage beside Taehyung, red and white foxed ears pinned back at the sound. At her words, the rest of the hybrids let out low snarls that rippled through the air. I closed my eyes, feeling the tug of the magic pulling me back. Once again, I turned my eyes back on Taehyung, even though I knew that the sight of terror-filled eyes would haunt me until I finally found him. 

   “Tell me again why you don’t just go and walk outside?” Analeia asked again, her green eyes flickering over me as she waited for my response. I had answered the question before, several times since I had befriended the banshee. Her light brown hair with blue streaks fell into her face as she tilted her head to study me. 

  “It’s not that easy. I would love nothing more than to do just that, but I can’t. I tried the first three times I had the visions, but I was sent back into wherever they were being held at the time. Mom thinks it’s because he is cloaking the location. He knows what I am and that the vow is now in place. She thinks that’s why he is also constantly moving locations, to make it harder to find him.” I explained, doing my best to keep my annoyance from coating my tone. I know she’s frustrated, we all are. It’s been hard trying to find Taehyung, for years we have been close only to be thrown back to square one. It was like he knew when we were getting close.  

  “He’s using a cloaking spell with an alarm,” Aera said suddenly, disbelief written on her face that it had taken us this long to figure it out. “Think about it, it’s the only thing that makes sense. We have gotten so close only to show up and find out we were hours late. How else would they be able to do that without using a cloaking alarm? My guess is probably one that alerts him when we get his location. If we can find a way around the spell then we can get to Taehyung.” For the first time in a long time, my cousin looked excited, no doubt at the challenge she just discovered. The fire fae was never happy when faced with a challenge. 

   “What about the other hybrids? Do we know how we are going to save them legally?” Nakiya asked, leaning forward with a look of concern on her face. Letting out a sigh I looked towards Analia, as the only one working in law among us it was her job to find an answer. The last thing we needed was for the ass to show up and legally take them all back. 

  “I found the answer to that this morning! So, thanks to the vow Mrs Thing made, we know for a fact that Taehyung is not only in constant danger but being abused and neglected too. That gives us our in. You see if someone believes a supernatural being is being abused and or neglected by their own, then they can legally remove them and take over emergency ownership. We will have to go to court to prove it, but with their state, no judge will return them to him.” Analia seemed confident and that was enough for me. Shooting her a relieved smile that we now had that answered, we began to try and figure out the next problem. How to find them. 

  Taehyung’s P.O.V 

    It wasn’t the first time Taehyung had thought he had seen an older version of Ryoko staring back at him. Gone was the softness of childhood and in its place is the beauty of a young woman. All soft skin and proud high cheekbones. She looked how he had always thought of her, the only difference was the concern in her deep eyes. The fear and pity that lingered in the eyes that he had once known better than his own. 

   He did not doubt that it was a product of listening to David rant about how he was remaining three steps ahead of the young witch that started the random hallucinations of his childhood friend. He had spent more time than he could count wishing Ryoko was looking for him, that she hadn’t forgotten a vow made to a terrified young boy. In the years since he had come to accept that she had most likely forgotten it, that a hybrid was no longer a priority to her. He couldn’t blame her, he was a hybrid, nothing more than a pet to most of the world. That knowledge though, didn’t help ease the hurt in his chest whenever he thought of it. 

  So instead he kept his eyes on the only version of her he was likely to get, the version his mind conjured when he was tired or hurt. Today it had been a mix of both, but her whispered words of finding him sparked a small amount of hope in his heart that he hated. The last thing he needed was to feel that useless spark of hope. The sounds of footsteps approaching the farm caused his ears to twitch towards the door, his eyes still lingering on the girl before him. As the door opened, she turned and he took the opportunity to turn as well. Seeing David standing in the doorway, as proud as he always has been, caused him to hold back a snarl. He knew letting that out would only end in more pain than he cared to face at the moment. 

  “I decided to two kill two birds with one stone. The cost of the witch I need to keep your stupid little witch off my back has gotten to be too much. So, I am getting rid of you. The little bitch can have you, so long as you tell her that it's not worth coming after me anymore.” As he spoke, he threw open the door to the cage, reaching in and pulling Taehyung out a little more roughly than needed.

   “Let him go!” Namjoon snarled, the wolf hybrid gripping the bars of his cage. They had become a little pack in the years of them all being together and Namjoon had easily taken up the role of Alpha. Taehyung knew the sight of him being pulled away, never to be seen again, would be something the alpha would never forget or forgive himself for. 

  “I can’t afford the protection to keep his stupid little witch away anymore. So it’s either she goes back to him or I kill him. Pick.” 

  “Taehyung, I will find you,” Namjoon promised another vow that Taehyung knew he would never be held up. 

   “Take care of the others,” Taehyung whispered before he was outside for the first time in a long time. A sharp poke in his neck caused him to fall limp. 

   Reader P.O.V 

     “Tell me again about this vision?” Aera asked the following morning, the steam from her cup swirling up around her face. I looked over at her, a small smile on her face. “Just humour me.” 

   “Alright,” I said as I began to go over everything in the vision, knowing by now to leave out even a single detail. As I told her about how I felt like Taehyung could see me, she leaned forward, her silent way of telling me to explain more. “I am sure it’s hope, but I swear he was meeting my gaze. It wasn’t the first time either that I felt like he could see me, but this time was different. This time I swore he actually met my gaze.”

   “That is strange. In all of the years of you having visions, you never felt like he could suddenly see you.” Aera spoke slowly, her brows pinched together above her crimson eyes. I started to say something when a loud knock echoed through the house. I frowned, my eyes locked on her before I moved to the front of the house. 

   “Aera are you expecting anyone?” I asked as I paused by the door, my hands resting on the doorknob.  

   “No. It could be one of the girls though.” She said with a small shrug. I chuckled as I opened the door, completely expecting to see one of the girls. Instead, I was met with a snow leopard curled up on my doormat, a leopard I knew better than anything else. 

   “Tae!” I screamed, looking around frantically before I jumped over, Aera and I leaning down together to carry the furry little bundle into the house. “We need to call Nkiya, he needs a doctor.” I cried as we carried inside, taking him to the first bedroom of the downstairs floor and laying him carefully onto the bed. 

   “I’ll call her,” Aera said as she hurried out. “Do what you can!” 

  “Like I wasn’t going to already!” I muttered as the fae ran out of the room, my hands slowly moving over the soft white and black coloured fur. I started to heal everything I could, hoping to take just enough of his pain as I started to get him to shift. Slowly he began to shift and suddenly I was facing a shirtless and malnourished man. He blinks slowly, his eyes turning to me. 

   “Save them. Save the pack.” He whispered before falling back into sleep.

The Witches Vow: Chapter Two

 Summary: A witch's vow is dangerous, and not to be taken lightly. Not even death can break a witch's vow, if the witch cannot make good on their vow their soul will never find peace. I knew this, but when Taehyung, my dearest friend, is sold to a man with evil in his soul, I make a frantic witch's vow to find him. Little did I know that when I finally got reunited with Taehyung, it would only be the start of it all. 

  Pairing: Hybrid!BTS x Fem!WitchReader 

  Themes: Found Family, Poly Relationship, Hurt and Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Strangers to Lovers, Hybrid AU, Fantasy, Supernatural, Magic 

  Warnings: Hurt, Angst, Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Sexual Assault, Injury and Hurt, Witchcraft and magic, hybrids being pets, eventual smut,

  Rating: 18+ 

  Characters: 

Jin: Amur Leopard 

Yoongi: Black Tiger 

Hoseok: Lynx 

Namjoon: Arctic Wolf 

Jimin: Arctic Fox 

Taehyung: Snow Leopard 

Jungkook: Red Fox 

Ryoko: Reader/Witch

Chapter One

 “You need to sit down, Nakiya knows what she is doing,” Aera said softly, patting the spot on the couch beside her. I looked back towards the spare bedroom door, my lip caught between my bottom lip before I caved and moved to sit beside her. My leg bounced as my anxiety coursed through my body. I so badly wanted to be in the room but Nakiya had not so kindly kicked me out after demanding she be more gentle with him after he winced in his sleep. That had been hours ago and I hadn’t given us an update since, though Aera kept kindly reminding me that no news was good. 

   “So what are we going to do about the others?” Aera asked, drawing my attention away from the door. Taking a few deep breaths, I leaned forward and rested my elbows on my knees. This has been something I have been thinking about since Taehyung showed up. We had always planned on saving them all, now it's just a matter of learning to track them down again. 

   “I am not sure yet. I was hoping Tae could shine some light on a few things.” I explained, rubbing my brows softly. “If we can just learn more about David, if he works alone, what all he has for protection, we can form a better plan.” 

  “He has help, a stepdaughter named Jessa. She seems to be like us, a hybrid but forced into it.” A deep voice said from the doorway. Instantly, I was on my feet, my eyes flickering over. Nakiya had gotten him into sweatpants that hung low on his waist, his chest and all its scars on display. “She was kind. She didn’t hurt us and would sneak us extra food but she isn’t the only one. He has a few men that work with him, to keep us in line.” His eyes never left mine as he spoke. 

   “Tae…”

  “I saw you. In the barn. I thought…” He shakes his head, grunting as I throw my arms around his neck. “It was you.”

   “I’ve been searching for you,” I said quickly, my words blending a bit as I tried to fill him in. “I’ve never stopped and more than once I got close but he had moved you hours before we arrived. We only just figured out about the alarm he had in place.” 

   “We?” He says slowly, his gaze flickering behind me to Aera for the first time. 

  “Yes! My friends have been helping. This is my cousin Aera, you remember my uncle and his husband? Yeah, they adopted Aera about two years after you left. Aera and I are very close. Then there is Nakiya, a doctor for all species and you have met her already. Then there are the twins, Lilith and Raven, Nephelam, angel and demon hybrids. And lastly, there is Analia, she’s our lawyer friend and has already dealt with your ownership, you are under my care now. She’s also has the paperwork for the others all done up for when I find them.” 

    “You managed to convince all of them to help you look for me?” He said in disbelief, his eyes widening as Aera chuckled and nodded. 

   “She was very convincing, plus it helps that none of us agreed with what was happening. She told us about her visions, the ones that showed her you. We were so quick to agree to help, not only for your sake but for the sake of the others. No living creature deserves what you have been through.” 

   “You’re fae?” Tae asked, his eyes slowly moving to the delicately pointed ears. 

   “Fire fae, and I acted as the protection. Needed it a few times since he didn’t live in the best places.” 

   “You should sit,” I said softly, leading Tae to the couch and sitting beside him, smiling as his tail wrapped around my waist. “I missed you so much kitty.” 

  “I am so sorry Ry. I thought you had forgotten all about me and the vow.” Tae whispered, smiling as I wrapped my arms around him from the side. 

   “It’s okay kitty, I would have thought the same thing.” 

  “He kept telling me that you were searching for me, but I felt like he was trying to build up my hope only to break it. I kept thinking, there was no way you could care about a hybrid you hadn’t seen in years.” He blushed as I kissed his cheek, my hand carefully playing with his hair. 

  “Don’t apologize Tae, please. I understand why you thought I wasn’t coming and why you kept thinking I wasn’t going to find you. He kept you in an abused headspace, abuse can really and truly mess with your head.”

   “You never gave up.” 

   “No, I never gave up,” I promised, kissing his cheek. 

   “Tae what else can you tell us?” 

  “Well Jessa is a baby black bear hybrid, he tested on her as a child and her hybrid form never developed past that baby phase. She’s the only hybrid or supernatural creature on his team. There was a witch he paid to put on the charms but he claims she was getting too expensive. That’s why he got rid of me. He was hoping I would be enough to stop you from going after him. You won’t though, right? Like you will save the pack?”

   “Of course I will,” I assured him. “We all will. We have rooms already ready for them. You each have a room.”

  “You have rooms for them already?”

   “Tae, we were never going to leave them behind. We always planned on saving all of you.” Aera assured him, smiling softly at him.  

   “Thank you,” Tae said softly, leaning into my side. I smiled, patting his hand softly. 

   “Are you hungry? Thirsty?” I asked, starting to move until his tail tugged me down and a small white escaped his lips. 

   “Yes but don’t leave me.” He begged in a whisper. 

   “I will get you some stuff you can eat and water. Don’t drink or eat too quickly, it can make you sick.” Nakiya said sternly from the doorway, coming back after a few minutes with a bowl of soup and a glass of water. Tae mumbled a quiet thank you, peeking over at me. 

  “It’s alright Tae, see.” I took a bite myself, somehow aware that he was worried about the food. Sending me a grateful smile, he dug in, eating slowly as Nakiya advised. 

   “Now I was thinking, Tae said he could see you and I think that’s because David fired the witch. Which makes things easier for us. If he doesn’t have a witch anymore, we can easily track him down. Save the others and bolt.” Aera said slowly, thinking things through as she spoke aloud. 

  “He has four men that he has hired to shoot anything that moves if they arrive outside the agreed-upon client time,” Tae said softly, taking a sip of water. “He sold us for a few hours to make money, we had to do whatever the client wanted. Sometimes sex or they took hunting, other time it was to watch us fight.”

  “When was this time frame?”

   “Seven am to ten pm, weekdays, six am to one am on weekends.” 

  “Did you need to have an appointment?” I asked, leaning against him. 

  “No, you don’t. A lot of them just showed up.” Aera and I shared a wicked-looking grin, the plan falling into place around us. 

   “All we need is one more day. You can perform the spell and I can get the others up to speed. We can have this done by tomorrow.” 

   “Niki will need to stay with Tae, he shouldn’t be home alone. And I will need to place some protection spells around the house.” 

  “I will be coming with you,” Taehyung said sternly, his eyes narrowing as I started to protest. “They are my pack. They won’t trust you if you just go running in, if you want them to come then they will need to see me.” I studied him for a long moment before nodding. 

   “Alright then. But let us do all the fighting.” He reached out, brushing his knuckle against my cheek, the action pulling back memories years had caused me to forget. 

  “Nice try witchy, you don’t have claws.” I couldn’t hold back the snort that escaped me and I carefully nudged his shoulder with mine. 

  “No, but I am cooler. I have magic.” 

  “Yeah yeah.” He playfully grumbled, some of the light returning to his eyes. 

   “I am not losing you again,” I promised, wondering if I could manage a protection spell on him without him finding out about it. 

   “Don’t even think about it. Last time you used a spell on me my hair was neon pink!” 

  “I was five!” 

  “Neon pink.” Was all he said before taking another sip of his soup. 

  “Oh, this is going to be fun.” Aera laughed, grinning at us both. 

The Next Day 

   The drive to the farm was its own kind of torture. None of us had actually slept, minus Taehyung who crashed after his dinner. The girls had arrived not long after that, leaving the six of us to sit in the kitchen, going over everything that could go wrong and making a plan to fix it. In the end, we decided to try allowing Ryder, Analia’s older brother, to help. As a cop, the second he got wind of it he was offering us a small gang of police to go in first, arresting those that they could while handing over the documents that state I am now the proud owner of eight hybrids. Upon hearing about Jessamine, Analia quickly made up documents for her, adding her to my list of hybrids. 

   Upon hearing the plan though, Taehyung had told us he had his doubts, explaining that David wouldn’t hand any of the hybrids over without a fight. He doubted he even knew that Taehyung had survived, having told the driver to kill him once they reached the house. Taehyung had played dead until the driver had touched him, attacking him before running and following my scent to the house. I smelled like coconut and vanilla apparently. Still, we had decided to go with plan A, Plan B allowing the Nephilim twins and Aera to run free on the farm and everyone inside it. The trio were very much hoping for plan B. 

  “Alright, stay here,” Ryder said as we came to a halt, leaning against the window of the van I drove. “We will give the signal if you need to let the death trio run free.”

  “I still don’t understand why we can’t do it our way from the start,” Aera grumbled from beside me. 

  “Pesky thing called the law.” Ryder snorted, patting my hand before he moved to round the corner, leaving all of us sitting and waiting. To have the element of surprise, we had parked out of sight, the police moving in on foot, leaving their squad cars with us. 

  “So what, now we wait?” Taehyung asked as he rested his chin on the back of my seat, his face close to mine as I shrugged. 

  “At least until we get the all-clear,” I said as I stared at the walki-talki left with us. A low grumble left Tae, causing me to lean up and carefully run my fingers through his hair. “Easy kitty, we will save them either way.”

   “Just not the fun way.” Aera sighed, leaning her head against the window. “I so badly wanted to burn him.” I started to respond when a large wolf jumped on the hood of the van. I barely had time to make a sound of surprise before the driver's door was ripped open and I was pulled from the car. I hit the ground hard, the air being knocked from me as I stared up at the face of a very angry Tiger hybrid. 

   “Where is Taehyung.” The tiger demanded at the same time a small, white fox wrapped its teeth around my throat.

Previous Chapter

 Finding The Pack 

 Pairing: Plus Size!Named Reader x BTS  

Pack Status: Pack Alpha Namjoon. Alphas: Jin, Yoongi, Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook. Omega: Lilith (Reader) 

Warnings: Brief Mentions of Omega Abuse (not by BTS), Mentions of Kidnapping, and Eventual Smut. 

Themes: Omegaverse, Fantasy, Supernatural, Reverse Harem, 

Ratings: 18+  

Summary: Omega’s are rare and as such adored. They are meant to be the glue that keeps a pack together. But that knowledge doesn’t mean they will always be safe. 

Chapter One

Prologue: 

  “Jin darling be careful.” Jisoo Kim laughs as she carefully pulls her three-year-old little boy away from the crib that holds her newest addition to the home-run daycare. Jin let out a whine of protest, little hands gripping the side of the crib as he freed himself, his face pressed against it. 

  “Gotta keep safe!” He cries, hazel eyes never leaving the slumbering baby. As a beta, his mother immediately knows what is happening and can’t help the grin that crosses her face. She will need to befriend the older couple that brought the pup in, if only because she will be damned if she takes away her son’s mate. Fears of him hurting the baby vanish with this newfound information and she smiles as she heads back to make lunch. Unaware that the text she sends along the way to the mother, a picture with the caption “It looks like we will be quite close” will cause the life she imagines for her son to vanish. 

  When the little girl is picked up that night, she is never returned and all of Jisoo Kim’s desperate attempts of contact go unanswered. When she finally goes to the address they had given her, she finds that oddly enough the family that just moved in moved out just as quickly. She will never be able to forget the look of pain in her youngest eyes or shake the feeling that something is very wrong. 

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  As an Alpha, Eliza Min hates being told what to do, especially by a Beta. However, when the couple arrives, begging for her help to watch their daughter, the same daughter that her youngest has been watching like a hawk from the safety of their backyard, she doesn’t decline. Even when the woman all but snarls her demand to keep any male child away from her daughter. Eliza Min finds the wording of the demand odd, especially on the insistence of it only being a male child. Odd enough she doesn’t stop Yoongi when he sits down and begins to play with the now almost one-year-old. 

  It’s because of her stubborn nature and the fact that she just does not like these people that she keeps the fact that Yoongi plays daily with the daughter for a year and a half. The truth only being discovered when the precious little thing that is that baby girl tells her father with so much excitement that she just can't wait to play with her boyfriend Yoongi. 

  The odd couple move in the middle of the night, leaving Eliza furious and her son heartbroken, demanding to know why they would take his little flower away from him. Eliza attempts to get the law involved but really, there isn’t a law stating that parents can’t be strange. As the years go on, Eliza can’t forget about the little girl and finds herself worrying that maybe, just maybe, her wolf is right and the strange marks were never just accidents. 

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    Sana Jung meets the family at a park. Her children, Hoseok and his twin Ryoko, are playing happily in the sandbox when a shy little girl approaches and asks to play. At once, Hoseok, her little Alpha in training, agrees and hands her most of his snack as they play. Insisting that she eat. Sana watches the three with a proud, motherly smile, a smile that turns sour at the look of fury on the other woman’s face as she drags her screaming child away. Her hissed words ringing in Sana’s ears. “Didn’t we tell you to stay away from boys?” 

  That night over dinner, she tells her Alpha’s everything, begging for them to do something. For the next three weeks her alpha’s look for the strange family. Finally coming back with the news Sana didn’t want to hear. They moved and no, they didn’t leave a new address. They don’t stop looking though, if only because of the way Hoseok had responded to the little girl's cries of distress, his first true snarl rumbling through his chest in a way that told Sana all she needed to know. Her son’s luna had just been ripped away and she would be damned if she allows that to continue. 

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   Crystal Kim was a true alpha, a pack leader among alphas. She was a force to be messed with. This is why, when the new couple across the street had a little girl who looked exactly as her friend Sana had described, she marched over there and introduced herself. As a couple of betas, neither could close the door on her, the wolves reacting to her despite not being a member of her pack. They couldn’t stop her from kneeling and speaking softly to their daughter, nor could they stop her from letting the little girl go and play with her Namjoon. She could tell both hated it, especially when Namjoon began presenting the same signs, the same protective displays an alpha has over their mate.  

  It didn’t come as a surprise to find that they had once again fled in the middle of the night. But it gave her all the information she needed to know. Something was up with the seemingly kind older couple and she would be damned if she didn’t figure out what was going on. 

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   SangHee Jeon had been watching her neighbour's children, Taehung and Jimin, along with her own little Jungkook when she met the couple. They were exhausted and cranky and left the girl on her doorstep with a list of very strict instructions. She had done her best to keep the little girl away from the three boys, but it was hard. The three boys did not want to be kept away from the girl and took it upon themselves to plot ways to go around her. She spent the better of her afternoon trying to explain to the three boys that it was not her insisting they kept away from the girl, but her parents and begged them to just listen. They would agree, for all of twenty minutes before she made some sound that had them gathered together in the corner whispering as they plotted a new way to get to her. 

  In the end, Sanghee had carefully asked if maybe next time they just allow the children to play together, only to be met with a snarled curse of “Fuck off” and “She’s a little slut, it's for their own good, not her’s.” She had bristled at the words and decided that the next time they showed up, she wouldn’t allow them to take the girl back. Only they never did come back and Sanghee was left with the itch that maybe she never should have allowed them to take her after that night. 

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  When Lilith turned sixteen she was hit with an ache in her soul. An ache that left her feeling empty, as if something was missing. She didn’t know what and didn’t dare try and broach the subject with her parents. They hated, HATED when she asked questions. Even something as simple as “What is for dinner” was met with a hard slap across the face and a cold reminder to not ask questions. 

  She spent most of her time since her sixteenth birthday locked away in the basement, kept hidden from everyone outside of her pack or rather her parent's pack. Their Alpha, a cold man named Carter, had told her that he knew the truth and wouldn’t accept a whore into his pack. So any hope she had of finding freedom was torn away by his cold words. Still, sometimes, in the dead of night, she remembered the comforting touch of a memory, of a boy she couldn’t quite remember and the gentle hands that had made her feel safe. 

   She had no idea that on her twentieth-ninth birthday, everything would change.

I’m down so bad for j hope right now the only solution is a lobotomy

Hey! No one's getting a lobotomy on my watch LMAO

Work from home | JHS mini drabble

tags: smut, little to no plot. word count: 1200

 “I’ll call the creative team and have them prepare the slides for our meeting tomorrow with our client.”

It’s similar to all the meetings from home you had, dressed into a fancy button up with either a panty or sweatpants. It’s almost one hour left before you get to log off and end your day, your office slash dining table was a frightening mess, two coffee cups, the leftovers from our breakfast, an unbelievable amount of shredded papers and tissues, and your pair of socks that you had taken off  a couple hours ago when your legs felt hot. You were always like that when you were focused on your work, you wouldn’t pay enough attention to the surroundings of you whatsoever.

“Of course Y/n, and tell them to have the slides ready by tomorrow afternoon, and I’ll be sure to call the marketing team to stay in touch with them.” Your boss who’s also working from home answers you.

You hear the door to your house unlocking before you look at the time, Hoseok is back earlier than usual. He flashes you a smile and your eyes struggle to stay focused on the screen and you fight the urge to smile back at your man when you’re in the middle of a meeting.

“I’ll be back in a second sir, let me get the notes I wrote earlier.” You mute your video call and getup to hug Hoseok and grab his thermal cup from his hands. “Hi honey.” He wraps his arms tightly around you carrying up from the floor. “Hey, how’s your day? You’re back early.”

‘I’ve been thinking about you the entire day.” He presses his lips against yours. “I miss you too, but hey, I’m in the middle of a meeting, I’ll log off in like an hour you can probably shower until then and rest a little so we can have dinner.”

He looks at the dining table behind you before turning his gaze towards you. “Are you doing okay?

“Yeah, the chaos means I’m being productive” You kiss his lips again. “Go change, I have to get back to my meeting.”

He nods and takes his thermal cup to the kitchen, washing it and taking his time to clean it along with the other dishes, before heading towards the bedroom, taking off his suit and putting it in the laundry basket and taking a quick shower. It’s the bare minimum, but him doing the dishes and putting away laundry made you flip head over heels for him.

He gets dressed and walks back towards your make believe office and smiles subtly before picking up your used cups and tissues and taking them back to the kitchen, he takes a couple of trips back and forth to clean your surroundings and makes sure you’re all comfortable while you’re being productive.

It grabs his attention when you argue with your boss over a stupid thing, the stern tone in your voice along with your posture moved something inside him. It makes him think how this strong woman  holding up a meeting can grow weak and vulnerable in his own arms when you’re in bed with him.

Hoseok’s intrusive thoughts always got the best of him, and when it comes to you he’d grow week too. So he gets down on his knees and crawls under the table closer to you. Right when he spreads your legs to sit between them you nudge his shoulder to stop when you’re mid talking.

And he’s totally unbothered, he hooks his fingers into your panties and pulls it further down to your ankles. And honestly it’s not his first time doing this, so you know your hopeless attempts of stopping him will end up failing, he simply just gets what he wants, and right now he wants you.

He presses one kiss onto your cunt and usually he would savor how you taste and verbalize how much he enjoys your taste on his tongue, but he got used to eating you out in the middle of your meetings so he stays quiet.

He hooks your arms onto your thighs and pulls you towards him a little to reveal more off your cunt to him.

And you are trying to hold on in front of your lap top camera and you barely can, one hand is under the table running through his hair and tugging onto it, and the other one is supporting your chin in a desperate try to cover your mouth, and it works.

Your eyes almost roll to the back of your head when he wraps his mouth around your cunt, enveloping it entirely in his mouth to slurp on it and eat you out like it’s his last meal alive. He would kill to see your face trying hard to hide the pleasure but too bad the dining table is in the way.

“Yes, I’ll have everything ready by tues—tuesday.” You almost choke on your words when he fucks your cunt with his tongue, his fingers circulating you bean to deliver more pleasure and it’s about to drive you crazy.

Your chest heaves faster and you tug harder on his hair when he bops his head to fuck you with his tongue and you feel your stomach tightening, he forcefully pushes your legs back open when you try and close them around his head, and to deliver even more pleasure he pushes in his index and middle finger and slowly beings to move them in and out of you, this time his mouth enveloping your clit and sucking onto it.

“Mmm.” Escapes your mouth and clear your throat to try and mask it, you could easily predict Hoseok and you know he’d be smirking and he’d be totally proud of himself to make that little moan escape of out you.

He doesn’t think again before pushing in his ring finger and fucking you repeatedly with all his three fingers while flicking and sucking onto your tiny throbbing bean, his tongue even collects your juices and his own eyes close at the sweet taste of you that he never gets sick of.

Your fingernails almost dig into his scalp when you feel yourself about to release, your legs are still trying to fight his strength and close but he’s way stronger than you are. He curls his fingers against your spot and doesn’t stop, and you can clearly hear the wet sound from your pussy and you wonder if the can hear it.

“Y/N, any thoughts on that?” Your boss asks and you immediately answer with a shaky voice. “N-no, all good, so good.”

You fight the urge to call out his name off of the top of your lungs when you finally cum, you feel the entire orgasm in you back and shoulders and your body heats up more than it already is, and he’s still fucking you through your orgasm, your cunt repeatedly clenching around his soaked fingers.

“That’s all for today, we’ll see you tomorrow morning” Your boss finally ends the meeting and the camera finally turns off.

“Fuck you, Jung Hoseok.”

“You’re welcome, next time maybe we can show them that this mouth can do other things too.”

play me like a violin - jhs

pairing: hoseok x female reader

warnings: smut, abs riding? c*mshot

Hoseok always thought you were beautiful. He liked the bright smile on your face that made him smile even in his darkest days. He liked talking to you, even though he knew you'd pretend not to remember him the next day. You would always come back to him, after all.

He liked it when you braided your hair with flowers. Even though he never knew their names until you told him while you smoked cigarettes on a dirty countertop, he wanted to be those flowers, just to have you close enough to fill his lungs with your scent.

For someone who couldn't be bothered to remember anything but his busy schedule, all it took was one nice encounter with you to carve your name deep into his memory.

In fact, he became deeply infatuated with you.

But he was so convinced that you were made for him that he didn't realise you were already taken. Watching you throw yourself at a man who didn't seem to treat you with respect made his blood boil. Every time he saw your eyes glistening with tears, he wanted to be the only one to dry them.

It seemed to him that on one of those nights when he wished to be loved by you, a star shining brightly in the night sky willingly sacrificed her life just to make his dream come true.

Your fights with your boyfriend had always been nasty, but when you felt you couldn't take it anymore, you didn't try to work things out. You gave him one last chance, and it wasn't long before he blew it again. You were done with falling into pieces again and again.

Fortunately, you didn't have to worry about that anymore. Hoseok was more than willing to shower you with his love until you were addicted to it. A love more passionate than any lover could give you.

All he needed was a greenlight and you could reach your happily ever after.

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to do." You felt like your back was being pressed against a wall as Hoseok grabbed your thighs and kept your legs wrapped around his waist. "It's okay.." You whispered over his lips before your delicate hand found its way to his hair, pulling his face closer to yours, trying to steal a kiss from his lips one last time. "Keep going, Seokie."

He wanted to savour the moment when his nostrils filled with a hint of your scent. Everything about you made him want to be one of the things you possessed, including your sweet perfume. Perhaps then he could linger on your skin even when you were not by his side.

As you were both panting heavily, he practically threw you onto his bed. It was as if he couldn't wait to have you under him, spread out on his bed like it was the only place you belonged. His beautiful eyes never left yours as he unbuttoned his shirt.

You waited for him on your elbows as he spread your legs with his strong hands. He planted a tender kiss on your cheek as he tried to remove his trousers with trembling hands. You bit back a moan as he crawled on top of you, his chest ready to burst with excitement.

"Wanna try something new, beautiful?" Standing on his knees, Hoseok grabbed your wrists and brought your hands to his abdomen. You whimpered at the feel of his hard cock against your inner thigh. His breath hitched in his throat as if an unbearable pleasure coursed through his veins. "Maybe you'd like to get off on my abs? Would you like that, baby?"

You couldn't help but stare at the sight of his body as he waited for you to answer. "Are you okay with this?" He giggled sweetly when you refused to meet his eyes. "I would die for you if you wanted me to. Is that a proper answer?" You couldn't understand exactly when Hoseok changed your positions as you found yourself on top of him in a heartbeat. You squeezed your eyes shut at the immense pleasure you felt as your legs spread open, your pussy spread out on top of him without any barriers.

It took all his strength not to place you on his dick as you slowly rubbed your pussy against his toned muscles. He licked his lips hungrily as he watched your expression of pure pleasure. His fingers, adorned with heavy rings, brushing your sides in soothing circles as his eyes were half closed.

You were mewling his name when you felt Hoseok's hips begin to move uncontrollably to some sort of relief. "I'm yours, baby. Use me-"

Even in the heat of the moment, he moved his experienced hips gracefully, as if the two of you were dancing. You felt yourself reaching your peak as you used him for your pleasure, making a mess of his tanned skin. It was his rough kiss on your lips that brought you to your orgasm and made your body shake uncontrollably.

He made you lie under him quickly. You felt the blood rush to your cheeks at the sight of him stroking his cock feverishly. You brought your hand to his jawline and looked innocently into his eyes, as if you were trying to return his favor for giving you a mind-blowing orgasm. He cursed under his breath when he felt he couldn't hold it any longer. He tugged on his cock until he was sure he marked you with his cum.

You were both tired when he threw himself onto the bed next to you. You wrapped your arm around his waist to pull him closer as he lazily fucked his cum into your pussy with his fingers. "I'd like to take you out on a date. Is that okay?"

You giggled sweetly as his eyes searched for any emotion in yours, you kissed his cheek lovingly to kiss away his worries. "I'll consider it if you make me breakfast in the morning."