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Jeev : (n.) Life , act of being alive / having life .
Synopsis : Seokjin is helpless. Of the stares people give you both because of the oddity of you both , of the challenges he faced because it's oh so difficult for people to stop being judgmental , but mostly due to the way he couldn't choose anything else but you.
The people who give you mock stares because being an odd couple ; can never fathom the hell you survived just to be with him - to keep your relation alive , to keep him alive.
And God be damned if he wants , but Seokjin will always choose you , even if it costs him his life - There is no other way to live rather than being yours. You are his Jeev - His Life .
Non Idol Seokjin × Foreigner Reader , Strangers to Lovers . SFW except kisses .
Warnings : Angst , Judgment , Cruelty in the form of mistreatment , Sort of Forbidden relationship , everything gets better at the end with tons of fluff because I am physically incapable of writing long term sadness.
Inspired by : Jeev Rangala , My most favorite , most romantic song from the Movie called Jogwa .
Dropping soon !
yall thank u for taking interest in the blade fic i really appreciate it 🥹 im in a current chokehold with gepard so get ready for that!
i love this!
The Spring Poplars of Summer (ch. 1 of 8)
fandom: 莲花楼 | Mysterious Lotus Casebook
rating: mature
relationships: Fang Duobing/Li Xiangyi, Di Feisheng/Li Xiangyi, Di Feisheng/Fang Duobing/Li Xiangyi, Di Feisheng/Fang Duobing
(select) tags: post-canon, misunderstandings, humor, light angst, caretaking
also ft.: Huli Jing
by: Aerlalaith and reasonablyaloof
“Well?” Di Feisheng rumbled. “Ah,” Li Lianhua said, now sounding short of breath. “Well, if Di-Mengzhu is recalling the sweet promises we made to one another after drinking the wedding wine then I guess–” Fang Duobing froze. The what promises made to who after the what? (In which Fang Duobing eavesdrops, comes to several incorrect conclusions, and can’t stop drinking vinegar about it. Or thinking about it. Or–)
new fic with aerlalaith just dropped >:)
I decided to start a series for my next yandere fic. It will be an OT7 yandere fiction, and I've got a couple of interesting ideas. I think it will be a great time to write since holidays have started for me.
The fic will have slight inspo and references to Squid Game. I will give out a sneak peek soon. Overall, I'm still thinking what to name it and how the series will turn out.
Anyways, stay tuned for the fic and if you wanna be in a tag list, let me know!
-J
Hey! It’s me again…👀
Soooo…
Because the ice that kept me from writing, has been broken and it’s fun doing polls (sue me! idc if they’re not!), I’d like to know your opinion to my next story 🤭
The summary would be something like this:
A burned-out CEO retreats to your serene mountainside cottage for recovery, finding solace and renewal he didn’t expect to find in you.
This will include: heavy misunderstandings, pining, angst, heartbreak and (because this page should be a happy place for all of us) a happy, fluffy ending
All excitement aside, I would like YOU, my dearest readers, to choose what you’d most like to read.
Please choose if it should be a Jungkook (JK) or Yoongi (YG) fanfic, if it should be posted while "whispers of fate" is ongoing (now) or after it's finished (later), and whether you would like the chapters to be interactive (interactive) or not (u can choose).
Thank you for your participation, it means the world to me 🤭
Yours,
Ari 💕
The verdict has been made 🗣️
Stay tuned 💕
Hey! It’s me again…👀
Soooo…
Because the ice that kept me from writing, has been broken and it’s fun doing polls (sue me! idc if they’re not!), I’d like to know your opinion to my next story 🤭
The summary would be something like this:
A burned-out CEO retreats to your serene mountainside cottage for recovery, finding solace and renewal he didn’t expect to find in you.
This will include: heavy misunderstandings, pining, angst, heartbreak and (because this page should be a happy place for all of us) a happy, fluffy ending
All excitement aside, I would like YOU, my dearest readers, to choose what you’d most like to read.
Please choose if it should be a Jungkook (JK) or Yoongi (YG) fanfic, if it should be posted while "whispers of fate" is ongoing (now) or after it's finished (later), and whether you would like the chapters to be interactive (interactive) or not (u can choose).
Thank you for your participation, it means the world to me 🤭
Yours,
Ari 💕
another JK Alien!AU is in the making atm 🎉
(*whispers* there might be tentacles involved 🤫)
☔This and more
Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader
Genre: One Shot - Established Relationship - Slice of Life - Fluff - Smutty Smut
Summary: Your weekend at the beach seems to be completely ruined, but luckily, your boyfriend Jeon Jungkook is ready to change everything.
Warnings: A delicious lunch and a drink at home, they call each other bubi and baby, Bf&Gf shenanigans,✨surprises✨, overall a tooth rotting piece of fluff served with a side of hot steamy smut *wink wink*, the end ❤️
Smut Warnings: Lots of steamy kisses, teasing, love bites, actual bites, dirty talking, worshiping, fingering, oral (F receiving), brief blowjob, rough sex, unprotected sex (she takes the pill), cum on breasts, love making 💓, creampie
Wc: 5.6k
A/N: Hiii!🫣I know I should be working on the Red Light series, I promise it's wip and will come to life sooner or later, but I miss my boyfriend who's traveling for work and the weather is shit over here... I had this idea in my docs and I just felt inspired to finally write it. I hope you like it! 🥺 - Joy 🐰
The sun is scorching and the sky is always clear. People wear light clothes and have fun outside. This is summer, right?
Wrong.
Not this weekend at least, since the weather forecast predicted heavy rain until Sunday.
This weekend, in which you had plans with your boyfriend and your friends to spend it at the beach, with tents, lots of food and beach games. Everything ruined, since the first thunder that rumbled.
You wouldn't have been so upset about it if it weren't for the fact that work has been a living hell lately and that you really were looking forward to this outdoor weekend. Even if it was only for a few days, you really wanted to regenerate and disconnect from everything work related.
The sky is so gray, almost black, like your mood right now.
It's Saturday morning and usually, you and Jungkook leave shortly after breakfast to go grocery shopping, when, presumably, there are less people and it is easier to find what you need for the week. As if the bad weather wasn't badding enough, something seems to have hurt your boyfriend, who reluctantly told you that he can't come with you.
You sigh deeply, it couldn't go worse, you think, but maybe it's just your bad mood's fault for these thoughts.
You worry about Jungkook as you look for a spot in the supermarket parking lot. You text him once you find one, asking if he needs medicine or anything else for his stomachache, but he reassures you shortly after, replying that some lactic ferments will do the job.
You continue to stare at his response on the screen thoughtfully, maybe last night's fried chicken was too spicy?
Anyway, the temperature has dropped a lot because of the weather. You put on one of Jungkook's sweatshirts and get ready by putting the hood on before going out to reach the supermarket.
You spend about a couple of hours inside, looking for everything you had on your list.
As you’re about to reach the checkout, with a full cart and the only desire to go home, your phone rings.
It’s a text from Jungkook.
Bubi ❤️: “Bubi could you please buy some fresh mint and lemons while u'r out?”
You check his request a second time, not too sure you understand.
You stop in your tracks, frowning as you type a response.
You: “What do you need them for?”
You watch the chat and his name as it appears and disappears shortly after, waiting for his response, which comes a few moments later.
Bubi❤️: “I read somewhere that making tea with mint and lemon helps calm a stomach ache and I wanna try.”
You're not too convinced but It makes sense, if you think about it.
You reply that you'll get mint and lemons and that you'll go to the pharmacy before you head back home.
It’s almost lunchtime when you park the car in front of the apartment complex where you live.
The rain shows no signs of ceasing, continuing to pound on the windshield of the car.
When you’re about to get out to grab the groceries from the trunk, you see your boyfriend come out of the front door of the building and reach to your car door with a little jog.
He’s holding an open umbrella in his hand and when he opens the car door to let you out, he smiles widely.
“What are you doing out here?!”
“Let’s carry everything to the elevator together,”
And with that, he leaves a tender kiss on your forehead, a little damp from the rain.
You had forgotten your umbrella at home, despite his warnings. Too caught up in the greyness of your mood, evidently.
Once you have emptied your trunk and reached the elevator with the grocery bags in hand, you sigh loudly. A little tired from the weight of the bags and a little guilty for your state of mind.
He's always so helping and sweet and you have been quite intractable since yesterday. You feel the need to apologize to him.
Jungkook looks at you in silence, a slight smile on his lips as he plays with the piercing of his lip with his tongue.
"I'm sorry, bubi..." You break the silence, taking him by surprise.
"Mh? For what?"
You watch him as you explain why you really needed this weekend away to rest and relax a bit.
Jungkook nods, listening to you until your elevator ride stops at your floor.
"I know baby, don't worry."
The elevator's doors slide open.
It seems he wants to say something else, but he picks up the bags instead and starts to walk towards the front door of your apartment.
You follow him with the bags in your hand, feeling a little lighter and determined not to ruin this weekend any further.
Jungkook opens the door, gets rid of his shoes in the blink of an eye, leaving them near the shoe rack before running towards the kitchen. You don't understand what's gotten into him all of a sudden and when you enter, you put the bags down next to you to take off your shoes and tidy up his too.
When Jungkook returns a few moments later, he picks up your discarded bags too and rushes into the kitchen with them.
"What are you doing?"
You know very well that your boyfriend has these energetic outbursts from time to time, like the good golden retriever boyfriend he is.
He doesn't answer, instead you see him come back towards you, slightly out of breath.
“Ook, so,” He begins, catching his breath.
“I know this weekend at the beach meant a lot to you, especially after spending the last 3 months working non-stop,”
His hands find yours and squeeze gently as he guides you through the small hallway of your entryway.
“And I know how much you need this, so,” He pauses, making you stop your tracks right in front of him as well.
“I’m sorry I made you go grocery shopping alone with this weather.”
He moves aside, allowing you to see what he was trying to hide behind his back.
The couch has been moved against the wall, the big carpet is adorned with countless children's toys, the classic ones for digging or making shapes in the sand and you notice an inflatable ball and some beach towels hidden under a beach umbrella.
The living room didn't seem that big, yet everything seems to fit in effortlessly.
You don't know what to say exactly, you observe everything with wide eyes and open mouth as Jungkook continues his speech.
"I know it's not the same thing, but-" You don't even give him time to finish the sentence, that your lips crash against his, your hands holding his face still as you kiss his mouth softly.
Initially surprised, Jungkook gives in in a split second, wrapping his arms around your small figure.
You let him hold you as a few tears threaten to escape your eyes.
You part from his lips just for a moment.
"So you didn't have diarrhea," And with that, you both burst into laughter in each other's arms as a small tear rolls down your face for the gratitude.
You are truly touched by the effort he put into it, by the love that hides such a gesture.
The laughter stops and your eyes lock. Jungkook caresses your cheek, wiping away that small, solitary tear.
"Thank you, babe..." Your tone is sweet and full of love and gratitude for him.
"This and more for you,"
He grabs one of your hands that are still holding his face and brings it to his lips, he kisses your knuckles with such delicacy before he moves away from you.
"Anyway, you don't look like you're dressed for the beach, why don't you go change while I sort out the groceries?"
You look down at yourself and giggle, even though it's not that hot, the idea of indulging in this little indoor beach is thrilling, you nod, telling him he's right, then you turn around, heading to your bedroom.
"No! Wait!"
Jungkook suddenly exclaims, making you stop in your tracks.
"I moved the bag you had packed to the bathroom, so you can change right there!"
"Oh okay, I'll take the chance to take a quick shower, then."
You reach the bathroom, getting ready to shower before you could finally wear your new bikini.
During your shower you can't help but smile at the idea that you're about to spend some time at the beach, without the beach, and the sun, and the sea. It's amusing.
Once cleaned and smelling nice, you put on your lilac bikini and its matching beach dress, fix your hair a bit and go back to the living room.
You don't remember seeing the TV on when you came in, but the sound of the waves envelopes you immediately.
On the TV, a high definition video of the waves lapping the beach repeats over and over and it's yet another detail that makes you smile. Jungkook has really thought of everything.
He's not in the living room, though.
You walk towards the kitchen, smelling something nice as you near the door. When you enter, you find your shirtless sexy boyfriend in front of the stove as he cooks something.
"Damn, that smells good," The kitchen is filled with the smell of fresh fish and lemon, it's so mouth-watering.
"That's what you needed the lemon for!"
You giggle as you approach him from behind, wrapping your arms around his hips and leaving a light kiss on his shoulder as you watch his movements.
"I just watched a tutorial, I hope it turns out good."
He moves in your arms, turning around so he can observe your figure.
He hums delighted by what he sees.
The swimsuit hugs your curves perfectly and the beach dress semi-transparent fabric allows Jungkook to admire and go wild in his mind, with that see-through effect that makes him crazy.
You know exactly what's going through his mind right now. You can read it in his expression.
Despite the many years of relationship with him, the passion and attraction between you has always been strong, never faltering.
Jungkook has always worshiped your body in every possible way.
And his carnal gaze, which gently caresses your curves, is proof of that.
It's unbelievable how one single look from him is enough to make you feel like the most beautiful thing in this world.
“You like it?”
You ask innocently, spinning around so he can look at beautiful ass as well.
He hums in agreement, “It’ll look great on the floor later.”
And it’s not the phrase that makes your legs feel weak, but the tone of his voice. Warm and provocative, just the way you like it.
He steals a kiss that’s way too innocent to justify the burning sensation in your belly, before turning his attention back to the stove.
“You should cook shirtless more often,”
You try to speak, trying to sound unaffected, while your hands nonchalantly caress his pecs from behind, going down to his abs.
He chuckles softly, perfectly knowing what you're up to.
You love every single detail of his body. You swear you know by heart every groove and bump and yet the intensity of your yearning surprises you every time.
You sigh, trapping your lip between your teeth, unable to stop your hands from free roaming on his soft skin.
He is so addicting.
"Y/N.." Your name leaves his lips accompanied by a deep breath.
Your hands have the same effect that his skin has on you.
"What?"
You ask, not missing the contractions of his muscles under your touch when your hands tease his belly, just above the waistband of his swimsuit.
Jungkook turns off the stove and pushes the food away.
Then he turns around, and his face is now a few inches from yours.
In one quick and agile movement, he picks you up, letting your legs circle his bare waist.
A deep breath escapes your mouth as his chest touches yours and a second later you're sitting on the countertop, its coldness briefly soothing your heat.
"You can't do that while I'm cooking,"
He lets out, then he urgently dives forward, peppering the thin skin of your neck with languid kisses..
You almost moan at the touch.
"Why not,"
You ask, hoping your voice doesn't sound too desperate right now.
"Cause I'd have to fuck you hard and quick, right here on this countertop,"
You tilt your head backwards, allowing him to do as he pleases with your neck.
"And,"
He pauses, licking a long, slow stripe, from your collarbone to the skin below your earlobe.
"Even tho I know how much you love to be fucked like that,"
He softly kisses your jawline, then whispers right to your ear and your insides turn into boiling lava.
"I want to take my time with you, I want to taste you and savor every drop of your juice when I make you come."
His hands are nowhere on your body, you're only trapped between his arms that keep his weight slightly lean on you. And yet, your skin feels so hot, like his voice and words are washing the last bit of sanity away, leaving goosebumps all over you.
You gulp, unable to speak as you try to calm your breathing.
You love this man, you think you never stopped crushing over him, you're a total mess right now, by only his words and kisses on the neck.
"Fuck baby.."
You manage to say, even though your voice sounds strained.
"Be patient, yeah?"
And just like that, the magic is over.
He frees you, leaving your body hot and bothered just like that.
You whine a little, a sound that makes him chuckle darkly, probably proud of the effect he still has on you.
You're a tad bit annoyed, you're not gonna lie, but the excitement for what's to come prevails.
After having lunch with some delicious lemony fish, you and Jungkook decide to enjoy some relaxation lying on the beach towels placed on the floor in front of the TV. The mint cocktails you made earlier rest next to you, while some music plays casually from your phone.
You have to admit that the whole vibe is working very well, you don't even miss the sand and the smell of saltiness in the air. Everything feels just right, with the man you love by your side.
The apartment isn't that big, but everything Jungkook has prepared for the theme seems to fit perfectly, without being too bulky.
You take a moment to observe your surroundings, while sipping your drink every now and then.
You notice that there is enough space between the towels and the television, so you decide to grab the Nintendo Switch from its dock, and place it in front of you.
"Wanna play?"
Jungkook, who seems far too relaxed on his towel, is drawn in by your playful tone, he smiles nodding before grabbing a pair of joycons.
"What do you wanna play?"
You think for a moment, as you scroll through the games you have, undecided between Just Dance, volleyball, which might be the most suitable for the beach mood, or WarioWare, which as stupid as it is, never fails to make you laugh.
"We could play some volleyball to begin with, what do you say?"
"I'm down,"
You make some space and strap your joy con, just to be sure you don't crash anything while playing.
The games go smoothly and match after match and sip after sip of your drinks, you grow dizzier.
By the time you start playing Wario Ware, you both are a laughing mess, seeing your boyfriend copy those funny poses is the highlight of the day.
Your cheeks are hurting from the laugh and you don't even know what time it is while the rain keeps pouring outside.
The sound of sporadic thunder is a soft reminder that what is going on outside, doesn't bother you at all.
Especially now, embraced in your boyfriend's arms, skin to skin, as the center of your living room becomes the center of your world.
He kisses you, ever so gently, as his mouth moves with yours in a dance they know oh so well.
You bet his lips shared some secrets with yours as when you part from each other for a moment, you both smile fondly. As if no words are needed.
The way he's looking at you makes you feel so lucky.
You feel so precious when he touches you, so cherished.
His hands are so tender and attentive, he outlines your sides, pushing his body to yours as if it was possible to feel you even closer.
The game is long forgotten as you share another kiss, less innocent than the previous one.
Your hands bravely caress his shoulders and nape before intertwining with some soft locks.
Some music is still playing from your phone, thrown somewhere on the carpet when suddenly, As Long As You Love Me by Justin Bieber starts playing.
A pretty old song, but you remember you saved the acoustic version a long time ago, when you two weren't even a thing.
It couldn't be more apt for this moment in time, you think.
Your smile breaks the kiss and even though you feel your head a little heavy from the alcohol, you start singing.
He watches you fondly, swinging with you in his arms to the rhythm as he begins to sing the song with you.
His voice is heaven, you always told him that and he likes to sing for you. Although the shower or the car are his favorite stages most of the time.
You keep singing your heart out, pouring all your love in the lyrics as your gaze gets lost in his.
You've always been the sensitive type, especially in this kind of situation.
Your boyfriend seems as affected as you, though.
His gaze is glimmering and his embrace is tighter than before.
The song slowly but surely comes toward its end when Jungkook softly leans forward, whispering the last phrase right on your lips.
Your heart feels like it's about to burst in your chest and a moment later you're kissing him, like your life depends on it.
He lets you kiss him, lets you taste his tongue and maybe it's the alcohol, maybe the whole vibe, but you end up sprawled on the beach towels, kissing each other's brains out.
The beach umbrella, placed open on the ground for obvious reasons, offers some sort of shield from the artificial light of the lamp. The light filters through the colored material, leaving a soft hue of colors on your bodies.
You don't know where your beach dress has been thrown, the only thing in your mind right now, is your boyfriend's kisses.
He prints wet kisses all over your body and you feel like you're burning.
You breathe heavily, concentrating on the sensations of his lips on your abdomen.
"So fucking pretty,"
He states, seemingly out of breath. You shiver in pleasure as your heart skips a beat.
His hands reach your bikini bottom and you almost moan shamelessly as he asks,
"Are you already wet for me, baby?"
Then he pushes your bikini aside, not waiting for your answers, wanting to find out himself.
"Fuck, yes"
It's the only phrase that leaves your gaping mouth as he swipes his fingers between your legs.
You can feel the stickiness of your bikini and his breath right in front of your core.
"Want me to make you even wetter?
A soft yes leaves your lips, barely audible.
"Speak up, baby,"
It's a lewd scene, your legs are wide open in front of him and Jungkook is palming himself with his free hand. His swimming trunks are an uncomfortable obstacle but it's something he'll deal with later.
His attention is only focused on you right now.
"Kook-"
You moan as his wet fingers circle your clit.
"I want your tongue," you confess "Make me come on your tongue,"
You breathe out as your hands move over your tits, sliding under the fabric of your bikini top.
"Fuck, I love when you talk to me like that,"
He groans, and a moment later, he is giving in, licking your folds, sucking your clit, just as you like it. He knows it's going to make you a moaning mess before him.
He wasn't lying before, he is taking his sweet time savoring you, fucking you slowly with his tongue, then circling your clit and sucking on it every now and then.
When your body reacts at the waves of pleasure his motions are providing, he laughs darkly, the vibration of it a sweet addition to your pleasure.
Your body trembles, your orgasm building up at every french kiss he gives your pussy and you think you're going insane.
Your moans are louder, turning to sweet little whine when you know you're about to reach your high.
"I'm close, fuck, don't stop,"
As if he needed you to tell him not to stop.
Jungkook is quick to react, pushing with ease his middle and ring finger inside you.
The new stimulation makes you cry out in pleasure and he is so turned on by your sounds, he thinks he might bust in his swimming suit just with that.
"Love this pussy,"
He says, voice deep and steady.
"Can't wait to fuck you just right,"
And just like that, the built up tension in your belly snaps and a strong orgasm washes over you.
His hands, his words, the picture of his pretty cock slamming into your pussy, sends you over the edge.
You let out a moan that sounds like his name and your hands move from your tits to brush his hair.
You're still trembling from your orgasm when you open your eyes, not sure when you closed them and all you see is your boyfriend, hair disheveled, sucking on his wet fingers like a lollipop.
His dark gaze meets your dazed eyes and he smiles, way too innocently considering the lustful motions of his tongue.
"God," you blurt out, trying to regain a stable breathing, "Why are you still wearing that?"
You point at his bottom half, moving a second later to help him freed himself from the useless piece of clothing.
His dick springs free, hungry and leaking some precum.
You hum, licking your lips as if you were a starved woman, ready to devour her meal.
When you grab the base of his thick member and move to lick it, Jungkook surprisingly blocks your hand gently.
You frown, looking up mid motion, puzzled.
"I won't be able to hold back much longer if you suck me,"
His voice is almost apologetic and you tenderly smile, finding his confession hot and endearing at the same time.
"Just a little?"
You put up your best pleading eyes, softly adding, "Please?"
Jungkook's eyes roll back as he bites his lip and a deep breath leaves through his nostrils.
You know he likes when you beg for it.
While you scream in pleasure or with big innocent eyes, he just loves when you ask nicely, like a good girl.
He can't resist you.
He could never resist those pretty eyes of yours.
He shifts in his place, allowing you to get on your knees before grabbing your chin, ever so gently.
"Be a good girl then and open wide."
You smile in content, doing just as he asked, opening your mouth as wide as you can and sticking out your tongue.
When you look up at him, Jungkook slowly puts his fingers inside your mouth, and your faint taste still lingers in them.
You suck and lick on them for a second, then when he pulls them out, he smears your saliva along his sensitive dick.
His breaths are heavy and when he slams it a couple of times on your tongue he groans.
That's when he loses it a little.
He grabs your jaw, helping you tilt your head at the right angle, then pushes the tip inside.
You do your best by swirling your tongue around the salty tip, closing your lips around it just enough for him to feel a little pressure.
By the time you pop your lips open, he pushes a little more in, enough to stuff your mouth.
You instinctively bob your head, trying to get more of him inside and when a moan escapes his throat, you know he will stop you soon.
You take the opportunity to tease him a little, grabbing at his butt and fondling the soft skin of it as he sloppily thrusts.
Jungkook's sounds are animalistic, his thrusts are steady but right before he pulls out completely, he gives one last thrust that almost hits the back of your throat.
You gasp for air as he gently pushes you back down on the beach towel.
He swiftly takes your bikini away, both the bottom and the top, and latches his plumb lips to one of your breasts.
The coldness of his piercing mixed with his hot breath is a nice contrast for your perked up nipples.
You hiss when he bites the sensitive nub, but he quickly eases the pain away by kissing and lapping at the abused skin.
"Kook-"
A broken moan leaves your throat when he bites you again, this time on the delicate meat of your breast. It's softer than before, but you feel hyper responsive right now.
"Can I come here?"
He whispers, leaving a trail of wet kisses all over your chest.
You giggle, feeling a little ticklish when his fingers travel down your sides.
"Why are you asking?" you pull him closer till his cock is leaning between your folds.
The contact sends shivers down to your core and you buck your hips almost automatically.
"You know I love it, Kook"
He just needed to hear you say that aloud, that's clear when pushes up a little, aligning the tip of his member with your entrance.
"You love it, huh? Thought you loved it more inside you tho,"
He pushes in, inch by inch as he finishes his phrase.
You gasp at the sweet stretch, feeling breathless as he bottoms up.
"I love it down my throat too,"
That makes him go feral.
It's all you're able to say before he props up on his elbow, one hand behind your shoulder, the other clasped around your hip to keep you there as he fucks you at a ruthless pace.
You're fucking on the floor, on a beach towel, shielded by a beach umbrella with Wario Ware long forgotten on the tv and some music shuffling from your phone, meanwhile outside it's pouring and thundering since this morning.
It might seem a messy situation, but everything feels at his place.. Nothing is missing here.
Every thrust elicits soft moans from you. He promptly kisses you, and as you make out you wrap your arms around him, trying to pull him closer and closer.
That allows him to jack hammer into you with measured force.
The squelching sounds are filling the room, followed by his throaty moans and yours.
You're about to come once again, the pressure on your stomach well fed by the way his cock is hitting on the right spot inside you.
"Kook," you cry out, "I'm about to-"
"Me too baby," he pecks your lips before he adds, "Let me feel you come all over my cock,"
His hips slap against yours impossibly fast, just as fast as your orgasm approaches.
Your body stiffens and after a few seconds there it is, the sweet release, the white pleasure that washes over you.
You cry out his name repeatedly, till your cry subside to a moan and you feel his thrusts getting sloppier and erratic.
"Fuck, yes, I'm coming too,"
And he pulls out quickly, kneeling between your trembling legs before he pumps his fist around his drenched dick a few times before hot spurts of his cum lands on your body.
He moans shamelessly and you love when he gets all vocal, it turns you on even though you feel totally devastated right now.
He covers your breasts in sticky white and some of it lands on your chin too.
You don't mind, not when he looks so blissed and fucked out.
When he empties his load completely, he watches you, admiring his masterpiece and offering you a hand.
He chuckles breathlessly and pecks your lips as he pulls you up.
"Let's take a shower, shall we?"
You nod, not sure if you're able to speak right.
You make sure to turn off the tv and the music on your phone before you head straight to the bathroom.
Jungkook offers to wash you up first and you let him do it.
It's obviously not the first time you shower together, but it doesn't happen that often either.
You wash up each other, giggling and chatting like he was not balls deep inside you just moments ago.
By the time you finish your shower and dry up, it's dinner time.
You enjoy your evening eating the food you thoroughly prepared beforehand right on the floor, because yes, Jungkook refused to put away the beach towels saying that "Our beach experience is not over yet".
Even though you shake your head in defeat, you chuckle, amused by his determination.
The evening went by in total relaxation, you're curled up on your boyfriend's side as another episode of Demon's Slayer flashes on the tv screen. The air is chilly right now and you feel the fatigue of the day get the better of you.
"Wanna go to bed after this episode?"
He asks, noticing your breathing is getting heavier.
You fell asleep a couple of times for a few minutes, trying to keep track of what you're watching when you woke up, but it's kind of frustrating.
You hum in agreement, stretching your back a little.
When the episode comes to its end, Jungkook stands up from the ground and leaves the living room. You walk up to the window, curious to see the state of the world outside.
Perhaps you hoped to see a clear sky, but unfortunately you were disappointed.
It's still raining, though it's not pouring like this afternoon. Droplets of water are slamming on the glass in a soft lullaby.
It's soothing somehow and you take a moment to take in the different effect the rainy weather has on you right now, compared to this morning.
Strong arms circle your waist and a soft peck on your head draws your attention away from the window.
"There's another surprise for you,"
He whispers right in your ear before you turn around to look into his eyes.
Your arms find their place around his neck and you look at him, intrigued.
"Another one?"
He grins at your curiosity, pulling you towards the bedroom just a moment later.
When you enter the room, you're welcomed by his favorite galaxy lamp while it projects purple and blue hue up on the roof.
Small green dots serve as little stars, scattered all around as they are slow dancing and a camping tent about the size of the bed is placed on top of it.
You're shocked, unable to speak as emotions get stuck in your throat, you inspect the room with teary eyes, touched by all his effort to make this weekend just perfect.
"Do you like it?"
He tentatively asks, watching your reaction by the frame of the door.
When you turn around you quickly reach out to him, hugging him so tight you think you might break his spine.
You softly sob on his chest as he returns the hug, kissing the top of your head affectionately and when you finally look up at him with a wide smile, Jungkook breaks in the softest laugh you have ever heard from him.
"It's perfect," you state, "You are perfect,"
Jungkook's gaze fills with all the love he has for you, a gaze that doesn't need words and after he dried away your salty tears, you kiss him passionately.
Nothing could ever compare to this moment, to this little piece of heaven he created for just the two of you, under a starry sky that belongs to you and him and no one else.
You poured all your love on every inch of his body, tasted his soft skin and marked it as yours.
He did the same to you, making sure your body was worshiped as it deserves.
That night, you made love like nothing existed outside of your camping tent, it was only you and him, becoming one as your soft moans mingled in the room.
It was gentle, like the time was no longer flowing until slowly but surely, you reached your high together, hugging each other as he came inside you.
You felt full of him, in every sense possible as he softly kissed your forehead and you whispered the sweetest I love you in the air.
You cuddled to sleep, refusing to leave your tent to go wash up and when the morning after you woke up between your boyfriend's arms, you knew another beautiful day on a sandless beach awaited.
Another day with the love of your life, in your little perfect world.
DADDY
WARNINGS : BREEDING KINK , SPIT KINK , DADDY KINK , mentions of bondage , oc is is 6 months pregnant 😭❤️, dad kook ,oc dresses up while he is away 😩mentions of baby’s gender .
Jungkook and you had a very active sex life , your and his kinks were on a different level , his breeding kink , spit kink , bondage , daddy kink these were on top , Now that you are pregnant with your first child , almost 6 months in the pregnancy , Jungkook found out he had a lactation kink .
“ y/n do you feel like eating something? I’m gonna head to convenience store and come back home quickly” jungkook asked while getting ready . “ I’m craving for some ramens maybe get me some ?” You said softly . Jungkook hummed and told you if you want anything else just text or call him .
While he was away you took a bath , ready to change in your lingerie , you bought this a few days ago and you wanted to try it but pregnancy made you so tried that you knocked out early at night . While you got ready wearing the black lingerie doing your hair a slight tinge of makeup and his favourite perfume . You lighted some scented candles .
Y/n ❤️ : Come home fast .
You texted him and he replied he is on his way and will be back soon .
While you waited in your room sitting on the bed waiting for him , you heard the front door unlocking .
Jungkook placed the groceries on the kitchen table and made his way to the room . He was greeted with a scent of candles and perfume while you sat there smiling at him . Jungkook then came near you and asked “ fuck baby you look so hot .. got dressed while daddy was away” he whispered softly bending and kissing your cheeks and lips “ want daddy to fuck you dumb baby?” You moaned softly . His hands parted your thighs making you lie down on the bed and started teasing you .
He slowly teased you over your panties making them extremely wet .pressing on your clit and slowly circled your pussy lips while inserting his long fingers . He removed his clothes and his boxers and teased your clit with his cock making you whimper his name .
Jungkook started off with slow moments making you feel comfortable and get adjusted to his length .Pregnancy really made you super sexy and your pussy was tight .
“Baby your so tight loosen up for me gonna fuck you so so good” .. “ my sexy baby mama” . You moaned listening to him , jungkook then fastened his pace your titts bouncing up and down from the rough thrust he was still careful not to hurt you .
You started squeezing your boobs making milk come out of them which made jungkook groan and telling you how hot you look right now and then went back in sucking them . Soon jungkook came filling you with his hot cum . Just then when he was ready to clean you up you reached for his hand telling him that you need him more .
Jungkook chuckled and said “baby give me a few minutes your man’s tired your Pussy sucked the fuck out of me” he was still hovered over you, you took his cock in his hand and teased the tip making him moan your name .
“ jungkook maybe fuck my ass please?” “My pussy is bit swollen maybe rub them while fucking me” you made doe eyes looking at him . He hummed and teased your asshole while slowly moving in making slow pace just so he could adjust to your tightness “ fuck fuck my baby is so so tight need to fuck you everyday use that pretty ass of yours”……“ want me to rub that swollen pussy ?” He smirked while tears where flowing from your eyes telling him that you need them “jungkook- kook faster rub my pussy , love you daddy. Incoherent words left your mouth .
While jungkook was in the verge of cumming again he pulled out and stroked his cock making him cum on your pussy lips and spreading his cum all over your pussy groaning from pleasure you pulled him to kiss you . “ I love you jungkook” you softly whispered and pecking his lips . “ I love you to Y/n” .
Jungkook cleaned you both up and now you where cuddling each other , your were telling him how excited you are to meet the little bean , telling him how she misses her dad when he is away and how active she becomes hearing your soothing voice when he sings .
Jungkook giggles placing his hand on your womb and kisses saying how much he wants to pamper you with kisses hugs and love and cradle you . Soon sleep overcomes both of you .
ITS UP!!
The Start (860 words) by queer_alienbean Chapters: 1/? Relationships: Jason Grace/Leo Valdez Summary: Leo just might be in love with his best friend Jason. But Jason would never like him back… right? the adventure of Leo sneaking dates in and freaking out about this boy he’s crazy about.
Please let me know if you like it! I will post the actual text pics soon on here, but there are transcripts on the post
OKAY after months of not posting, then a few days of constant: i have a fic!
it’s valgrace and i plan to get the first chapter up tomorrow! my Ao3 is queer_alienbean
GET HYPE!!!!
ੈ✩‧₊˚ im thinking of making a reality show inspired by love island/singles inferno and another reality thats on yt thats korean based like singles inferno but their WAY less shy and more bold (ill give the link if u want😉) anyways but here all i have rn in my wattpad draft ੈ✩‧₊˚
in which ______ goes to an audition with her friend for Forever Inferno not expecting them to accept a foreigner especially one whose black into the show.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ what people should be in it should i make i do anime boys, love island boys, singles inferno boys, yt boys and vice versa ( if u want to put anyone just tell me and if i think they fine i will!) ੈ✩‧₊˚
ੈ✩‧₊˚ and here’s the girl im thinking making the main character ੈ✩‧₊˚
(her @ is larahdws)
. ✸Jung Hoseok✸ .
Overview: Jung Hoseok better known as Jhope is a 26-year-old K-Rapper making it to the Billboard Top 100 with his new single On the Street featuring J. Cole. Deciding to take a break he books himself a trip to Hawaii to get away from distractions and a certain annoyance.
masterlist
yall i posted chap 2 like two-3 days ago😭😭 yall not fuckin wit it no mo??
Amber ── .✦02.
✦ Summary: In which Esme and Hoseok fall in love but of course with love comes trouble especially when you're dating an idol.
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 "BEEP BEEP!" I hear my phone alarming me to get up.
I groan sitting up straight while rubbing my eyes taking in all my surroundings, I stretch my body and grab my phone from its charging pad. I check the time "5:04" it read; I unlock my phone responding to any missed texts from people then go on checking my socials eventually watching a few TikTok's during the process.
"Lemme get up" I speak to myself getting up off my bed and heading to my bathroom to take a shower and do my skincare once I'm done, I go into my closet to pick my airport outfit, wanting to wear something comfy but won't get me overheated.
After choosing what to where I put on the clothes, put my boho braid in a wrapped bun, and do light makeup.
Once I'm dressed and ready I decide to go Jasmine's room to make sure she's awake and ready. As I get closer I hear sexyy red blasting, "LANCEY LANCEY I'M GHETTO AND I'M FANCY."
"Jaz what time is Yoongi picking us up?" I yell over her music.
"6:30, oh shit we have to go." She checks her phone.
"Ight get ya stuff so we can head out," I say as I make sure that I have everything on me.
Jaz meets me at the door and we head downstairs to the front of the apartment complex to meet up with Yoongi.
"Hey baby, hey Esme get in" he greets me and Jaz, kissing her on the cheek in the process. I noticed that the other dude he mentioned that would be joining us wasn't in the car.
"We're meeting up with my friend at the airport," Yoongi says taking notice of me looking around.
TIME SKIP
"Ok guys we finally go to the airport and we already did all the procedures and stuff, so now we're just waiting for our flight to be called". I say as I hold my camera in front of me.
"That boy over there is fine" I look to where Jaz is looking, and I see it's Yoongi.
"Girl that's Yoongi," I say looking at her with a deadpan expression.
"I know that's why I said sum, LORD my man is so fine!!" I look at her with disgust and as I'm about to say something I hear Yoongi's voice.
"Esme this is Hoseok the friend I said was coming on the trip with us". I look over to see a tall guy in a black hoodie and sweatpants with a mask on.
"Nice to meet you" his deep voice fills my ears, and before I can respond the airport announcement of our flight is being heard.
We grab our things and head our way to the boarding area, I look at my ticket trying to find my seat, and as I make my way over to my seat I see that it's Hoseok, yoongi's friend sitting on the seat next to mine.
I say excuse me to him as I make my way to my window seat. once seated I take out my blanket, neck pillow, laptop, and AirPods trying to get as comfortable as possible so I can edit the video from yesterday, but before I begin I turn and tap Hoseok's shoulder. He looks at me taking one of his earbuds out.
"I didn't get to greet you back so I just wanted to say it's nice to meet you too! And um, also I have a quick question um I'm a YouTuber and I'm gonna be recording some clips I just wanted to ask if that's ok with you?" I awkwardly ask.
A smile forms and his face. "Yeah of course as long as my face is censored or not In the frame, I'm cool with it!"
"Oh okay, great i hope we can become friends during the trip!" As soon as I got his approval I take out my camera to update my fans on what had happened so far.
"Okay, guys so we boarded the plane already and we all met up and since it's a 10-11 hour layover plane flight I might get airplane food before I go to the next one, I might record if I feel like it, but other than that I have my little set up to edit the video yall probably gon see uploaded already and yes I'm in business class cus I wasn't gon pay for no first class this trip already cost an arm and a leg but yeah that's it for the update, BYEE!" As I finished talking I felt a pair of eyes watching me so I glimpsed to see where it was coming from and I saw that it was Hoseok staring at me. I ignore it continuing to act natural.
I get comfy in my blanket, put my Air Pods in, and take my laptop out so I can edit yesterday's video and post it by today.
HOSEOK'S POV
I watched her talk to her camera just admiring her beauty, I stared for so long that I didn't even realize she had finished talking and had already put her camera away. I know Yoongi said he was bringing one of Jaz's friends along but I didn’t think she would be this gorgeous.
I open my phone to text yoongi.
Gramps#2👴🏻
Hoseok: BROO
Yoongi: What happened??
Yoongi: and hurry up I'm tryna enjoy my time in first class with Jaz
↳Hoseok: y'all in first class??
Yoongi: Yea, you thought I wasn't gonna treat ME and MY girlfriend to first class on a trip that was originally for USSS??😀
Hoseok: ok see ntm she invited me and I accepted cus who the fuck do I look like declining a trip to Hawaii??😒
Yoongi: ...
Hoseok: yeah oh ok ANYWAYS why you ain't tell me jaz friend was fine??
Yoongi: Cause I have a girlfriend, and I don't even look at esme in that way
Hoseok: But anywas she asked me if I minded that she was recording for her YouTube😛
Yoongi: That's it ..?
Yoongi: go kys .😐
3RD PERSON POV
Hoseok chuckled a little after reading the last message Yoongi sent before closing his phone and deciding to sleep till the flight was over.
ESME'S POV
"Now Landing!" I hear the second flight intercom say. I stretch my arms Waking up from the nap I took after I finally finished editing my video and posting it because I procrastinated on the first flight.
I grab my things and get up from my seat waiting for people to pass so I can leave.
I see a text from Jaz that Yoongi and her are waiting at the food court for me and hoseok so we can all eat a quick little meal before heading to our hotel. I notice everybody's left the plane by now and I look down to see Hoseok still sleeping which was crazy to me because he slept the whole time during the first flight, I shake him a little to wake him up and he jumps up a little.
"Hey get up everybody left," I tell him.
"Oh my bad." he apologizes.
"It's alright, I didn't wanna just leave you here for the flight attendants to wake" I respond doing one last check to make sure I have everything, then we make our way out to meet Jaz and Yoongi at the food courts.
"What took y'all so long?" Jaz says looking up from her phone.
"Hoseok was sitting next to me and fell asleep so I had to wake him up" I explained to her.
"Yall were sitting together?" Jaz asks slyly with a smirk on her face.
"don't evenn," I say not even entertaining Jaz because once you give her an inch she turns it into a mile.
"what should we get?" yoongi asks as he and Hoseok make their way back from wherever they were.
"Wing stop!" Jaz and Hoseok shout.
"Ok let's go" I responded as we made our way to the restaurant and then got into the line.
As we get in the line waiting for our turn Jaz whispers to me, "Think it was a coincidence that his seat was next to yours for BOTH flights?"
"Yes..? Jaz I know what you tryna hint and I'm not falling for it."
"Girl he's probably single and think about it we could be best friends dating BESTFRIENDS like that would be so cute." she gushes.
"That would lowkey be cute-"
"SEE I CAN ALREADY SEE IT!!"
"girl I'm not even ready for a relationship" I roll my eyes at her.
yeah, I'm not ready for a relationship last thing I need is a 2.0 version of him...
By the time Jaz was done gushing to me how cute it would be if I and Hoseok dated before I knew it, it was our turn to order, we took turns saying our turns telling our orders, and eventually, it was my turn and I say what I want.
"Will that be all?" the cashier asks me. "Yeah that's all let me just get my wallet," I say as I look for my wallet but I can't seem to find it which would be embarrassing, I panic a little looking over at Jazmine who purposely didn't bring her card knowing that yoongi would pay for all her expenses.
As I was about to speak I heard a voice speak up before me. "I'll pay for her." I look over at Hoseok with a shocked expression. He hands over his card to the lady and he looks at me and I whisper a small "thank you" feeling a little embarrassed that a guy I barely know is already paying for my meal.
We all go and make our way to a cleared table and sit down and wait for our order.
Yoongi and Jaz start conversing between themselves, leaving me and Hoseok in an awkward silence.
"Thanks for paying for me you didn't have to. I decide to break the silence by thanking him.
"It's alright your order wasn't even that much anyways, but if you really want to thank me, thank me by giving me your number so if I'm ever in a situation I know who to call," He says with a smirk
I can see what he's trying to do but I exchange my phone with him anyway putting his contact name as "Future sugar daddy🤪"
As this whole exchange is going on jaz and Yoongi are silently watching which is never good.
"Here's your order" We look up seeing the lady bring all of our orders handing each one to their person. Immediately jaz takes out her iPad that Yoongi bought for her to watch a show on Netflix, and Yoongi joins her shortly after. I look to my right seeing Hoseok texting someone, and I decide to take my camera out trying to get as much footage as I can.
"Ok guys we just got off our last flight its late as fuck but we decided to eat cause were hungry and now we're eating, oh and this's what I got." I turned my camera showing hoseoks face a little before quickly putting my camera down to show my food.
when I'm done recording, I put a mental note to edit an emoji over his face.
HOSEOK'S POV
OT7
Hoseok: I GOT HER NUMBERRRR😍
Taehyung: who's number??
Hoseok: oh I ain't tell yall BUT I'm talking about yoongis girlfriends friend
Hoseok: when I tell y'all she is so fineee wait till I find her socials matter of fact yoongi send over that @
Jin: why I ain't get invited to y'all vacay🥲
Hoseok: Your literally in Korea??
A/N: I combined this chapter and chapter 3 just because the ending on this chap felt chopped 😁 and don't forget to like and comment!! (Ignore the corny tweets💀😭) Words:2108
NEW FIC COMING OUT IN A FEW HOURS
Hi pombeomiee its me again heol😭 hope ur having a great day/night !! Again, idk if ur requests are open at the moment but i'll leave it here cuz its just ARGH
I accidentally stumbled upon a nsfw fanart of soobin and holy fucking shit...may i request.. dom!soobin x teasesub!reader 😴🤞
Ok so HEAR ME OUTT, reader ties soobin's hand together while he's asleep and he wokes up to him being tied up and reader is such a fucking tease, opening her legs, getting the juices and making him suck it.. FUCCKCK and theennnn he eventually broke the rope or the tie and the rest is historyy.. 🤭
" when i get out of this..." " fuck just wait when i get out of this.."
Feel free to ignore this if it makes u feel uncomfortable, may not be the best but i just needed to let it out 😩
escape and conquer | soobin fic (nsfw)
nsfw, mdni!
pairings: dom!soobin x subtease!reader
warnings: bondage, teasing, pussy eating, face riding, pussy fucking, doggy, dirty talk, reader is a right old tease, nicknames (baby), manhandling, creampie, soobin counts down before you come, unprotected sex (stay safe and use protection!) slight somnophilia??, fluffy ending, fluffy aftercare
a/n: aghhh i love your requests!!! (pls feel free to send more!) i’m also curious about that fanart 👀
“Hey, I’m home!” your boyfriends voice calls out from the entrance of your apartment.
“I’m in the shower. I’ll be out soon!” you yell, making sure he hears your voice which is drowned out by the splashing water which hits your skin.
You hear no response so you speed up your shower routine just so you could see him sooner. Hastily washing off the soap on your body, you massage the face scrub onto your face, rinsing it off with the warm water that falls from above. Stepping out the shower you grab a towel, wrapping it around your body and you walk out into your shared bedroom.
Your eyes instantly fall down on Soobin who lays still in your bed, wrapped under the sheets as he drifts off to sleep.
“Ugh. I told him I’d be out soon. Couldn’t he wait?” you were irritated.
Lately his job has been keeping you apart. You craved his presence but whenever he was home, he was always too tired to give you his attention. Usually you would understand but you had reached your limit and you were pushed over the edge.
You scavenged your closet and found a long piece of red ribbon hidden in your underwear drawer. A smirk crawls onto your face as a wicked plan seeps into your brain.
You strut over the bed, sitting beside Soobin who is comfortably tucked in. You gently pull out his hands, lifting them over his head and you tie them together with the beams on the headboard, tying the ribbon into a bow. You walk around, crawling onto the bed, moving the sheets out the way and leaning closer to Soobin’s body. You leave a trail of peppered kisses along his jaw travelling down towards his neck and collarbone. Suddenly, you felt a tremble. You look up to meet Soobin’s eyes. He was awake.
“Fuck! What are you doing to me?” He yells, desperately trying to free his hands.
“This is what you get for not giving me any attention.” You grin as you begin to straddle him.
Your towel is slowly stripped off, leaving you bare as you’re seated on his chest, his eyes gazing directly into your lower abdomen and heated core. Feeling the friction of his tshirt on your folds, your movements are controlled as you begin grinding his body, your wetness drenching his clothes.
“Fuck! Just wait until I get out of this.” Still desperate as he fumbles around, trying to escape.
“Good luck, baby,” you tease, feeling satisfied at his reaction.
Your fingers move down to your wet folds, gathering the slick and bringing them up to your plump lips, sucking your own fingers, moaning with each pump.
“Want to taste?”
“Fuck, give it to me!”
“Well since you’ve been a good boy…” you once again gather your wetness and shove your fingers into his mouth, making him taste you.
“You taste so good baby. Now sit on my face.”
“You don’t get to order me around ok. It’s my turn to be in charge. But I like your idea.”
You move up along his body and straddle his face, his tongue instantly darting out to meet your heated core as his nose bumps your clit with each lick.
“Just like that! Fuck! Keep going!” Your hands are now gripping the beams on the headboard as you begin riding his face, shaking the bed as you do so.
His tongue pumps into your hole, digging in as far as it can while his moans vibrating against your sensitive clit. You’re running faster and faster when you feel a pair of hands grip waist, pulling you further down onto his face.
“You escaped?”
“Should have used something stronger if you actually wanted me to stay put.” His grip tightens as he slams you onto the mattress, pressing you down hard so you don’t move.
“Now it’s my turn to give the orders, baby,” the glint in his eyes reflected his boost in ego, now that he’d escaped.
Immediately stripping himself, he positions his already hard dick at your entrance, teasing your hole with the tip.
“Soobin just put it in!”
“Mmm…how about no. You’ve been a naughty girl haven’t you?” He gives your pussy a firm slap, sending your body into a spasm, “You like that huh? Let’s see if you like this.”
He flips your body around so your ass is now stuck out in the air as your face is pushed into the pillow. His dick slides in between the lips of your pussy running past your clit with each stroke as you whimper, desperate for more contact.
“Soobin! Please!” You grind against his dick trying to get more friction. You feel a jolt up your spine upon the contact of his palm on the plush of your ass.
You were certain his hands left a red mark as he continued spanking you repeatedly whilst fucking your folds.
“Aghh! Soo- bin. Please j-just fuck me!”
“Are you that desperate? Crying for me like a little baby? Maybe you deserve to be punished for tying me up like that.”
He picks up the same ribbon you used on him and grabs your two hands tying them into the bed frames just as you did with him, except his tie was stronger. There was no way you were going to get free.
He teases your hole with his tip once again before slamming his cock into you with no warning. He’s rams into you like a rutting dog, pushing deeper and deeper into you with each stroke.
“You’re so tight, baby. Haven’t been fucked like this in a while have you?”
“No I haven’t. It’s all your fault!” Your words came out slewed but your tone was forceful enough to let him know your disappointment.
You regretted it. This only led to him banging your pussy as if his life depended on it not slowing down for anyone or anything. Your cries get louder as you squirm from being stretched out by his dick, not knowing how much longer you could take it.
“Soobin! Baby, I’m gonna cum!”
“That’s right. Come with me baby. On the count of 3.”
“3. 2. 1. Aghhh!”
Right on cue, both your releases mix in your pussy, Soobin slowly riding out your highs. The mixture of your orgasms seeps out your hole dripping down your leg.
When he pulls out you whine at the loss of contact but you feel his fingers collecting the white fluids, stuffing it back, deep into your hole.
“Can’t let it go to waste now can we?”
He whispers as he falls down beside you, engulfing you in his embrace. “I’m sorry I haven’t been spending much time with you. I’ll make it up to you.”
“You already have, baby. Just make sure to not neglect me again in the future.” You pull his arms around you tighter feeling his heart beating against your back.
“I promise. Now let’s get cleaned up.”
“No please. Let’s just stay like this for a little while longer.”
Jackie and Wilson
"For whatever poor soul is coming next"
Johnny "Soap" MacTavish x f!reader
3k words
Tags!: No use of y/n, fluff, down bad Johnny MacTavish, not completely canon accurate Soap, first fic! 😎👍
A/N: This is based on Hozier's song Jackie and Wilson - I'm thinking I want this to be the beginning of a collection of one-shots based on his songs, depending on my free time! But again, first fic so please any comments would be greatly appreciated! Was nervous to post but ya only live once Hope you enjoy!
The cushion on the back of the booth wasn’t the most comfortable thing ever. The deep red bump didn’t do much to help an aching back, more of a thing that somewhat fixed the posture of those who sat at it. But who goes to a bar for comfort anyway? Dingy bars aren’t the first place most people would think to go back to after nearly dying halfway across the world.
The sticky floors, the mesh of posters and old mementos hanging on the brick walls. The neon lights, the potent smell- its headache inducing and you don't even have a hangover yet. And there are too many people in here, crowding pool tables and the small dance floor, (if you can even call it that), to be called someplace one would go to calm down and relax.
This is a fact that is true for most people.
But most people aren’t military. Even fewer are SAS.
And absolutely none are John MacTavish.
The man who idolizes the chaotic ways of the world above all else. That’s what has him still in the job quite frankly. The chaos, the ability to live and thrive in an insane environment. For someone like him, these things never truly bothered him. In an odd sense, the smell of alcohol, sweat and far too many bad ideas feel closer to home than he’s been in a few months. A comfort that most don't understand. But he does.
So even as exhaustion tries to take hold, the scott wears a signature giddy smile, adds a seemingly impossible pep to his step, and he drags the 141 into a back table, somehow always energetic. Even after practically wasting away in a desert for the past 3 months, he has energy. It’s honestly absurd.
Even worse is that he always finds a way for that energy to become contagious. As much as his teammates joke and grumble about it, Johnny was their way of restoration, to push forward. He would choose a shitty bar, and even shittier alcohol over a quiet apartment or the pile of paperwork that had to get done at some point. And so, the boys would too. Even if they hid it behind the facade of “babysitting” the grown man.
So now, here they sat, against the trashy cushions, with crappy music, in the dimly lit bar, with smiles and a sense of belonging. They call it a “celebration” of a mission well done, a nod to their success. Definitely not an excuse to just drink the night away, to get the mission out of their heads for a bit. To laugh with comrades and just be… domestic? Is that right? Close enough.. Yeah? Finding their small slot back into normal society.
Don’t get him wrong, Johnny loves his job. Loves what he does, but who doesn’t want to just have a drink at a bar with his mates every once and a while? And that's why he has his third beer in his hand and is snorting and a story Gaz is telling about one of his most recent hookups. A lady who was.. “Bloody crazy! I mean it. Seemed nice at first but don't be fooled, she was insane!”
Yeah, this is home. It’s where he belongs, where he wants to belong, he thinks. With his men, in the middle of nowhere chatting about anything and everything. Confiding in and teasing each other. He trusts them with his life, he can trust them to listen when need be. And yet… there is always that ache. The strange pull in moments like these like something is still missing. It’s been happening more often lately. And it's like an itch Johnny can't scratch. A puzzle piece he can't find but is still absent mindedly searching for. The only issue is he doesn't know what it is, that it just- isn't.
The chatter fades to a muffled sound in the scotts ears for a moment as he lets out a small, genuine smile looking at his group, sipping at the drink in his hand as his forearms lay themselves on the table, hands clasping. Taking a moment to truly thank whatever may be pulling the strings. Bringing him and his boys to safety. And maybe even a small prayer to tell him what the odd nagging in his brain is about. He takes a breath and relaxes, just for a moment. Looking around the bar, truly just admiring the world around him, the bustle of it all, the people with their own lives and ambitions.
How was he supposed to know that was a fatal mistake on his part?
He couldn’t. He didn’t.
He found out a second to late, registered it after he knew he was done for. It was one moment, a mistake, a pause, that would stick with him for as long as it dared. It was a magnet, an invisible force that pulled his very being toward it. The moment he nearly drooled his drink out from his now slack jaw.
Because when his eyes connect with the woman walking through the door, he swears time stopped.
Suddenly, the crappy bar didn’t smell as bad, the music wasn’t too loud, the cushion no longer made his back ache, the room got brighter just from her smile. The very ground shifted, and not in the drunken haze way. He warmed up, eyes wide. A thought process that if he opened them more he would see more. God, it felt like getting a cavity by now, she felt too sweet to even look at.
In a single moment the world shattered around him, everything he knew was thrown out a window, as his mind was occupied by one thought only.
It was only a moment… but by then he knew he was fucked, utterly and completely.
Fate or destiny, call it what you may. An answered prayer, an utter coincidence. It didn’t matter. The bar turned into a museum, a place to observe and admire as his eyes widened impossibly more as his head tilted watching her move. A giggle slipped under his breath as he thought he could be mistaken for Ghost at this point, with his starring.
But your pull, it was undeniable. Even the thought of looking away would cause you to vanish in a blink, never for Johnny to see again. And he couldn’t have that. Not when it was astonishing in the way you simply were.
It only got worse as your group got closer to theirs. A mere table away. When you first walked in it was a trap, a line that was cast into his pond and he was falling for the bait. Confidence is something he is used to in his line of work, but it was usually the cocky kind. The kind that made him want to kick a recruits teeth in for. But you were something different entirely. You demand attention, even if you didn't know it. A high held head, a testament to the world that you were there, and you were aware of it. Thank god it was his attention it demanded, because it was nothing short of a miracle.
The air you lived in became breathable, spreading to his little corner of the bar as he had to remind himself to actually inhale and exhale as he took in the sight over and over again. Committing it to memory. The world became a movie, a fictional place where he wasn’t. One he could only watch and revel in. It was the type that you knew was going to be good before it even began. The one you had been anticipating for and knew wouldn’t disappoint. His heart rate picked up, the same way it would in the field, but in a much less stressful manner now. Jesus, what was happening to him? You must have cursed him. That’s it. The only explanation. Bewitched by not only the view, but the melody of your laugh flooding his ears now at the closer proximity. Leaning against a standing table with a glass in hand, head slightly tilted enough that a stray hair fell to cover your face.
It was comical the way his heart sped up, watching as you chatted with your own group. Something so normal, something you see every single day, was making the big strong man’s hard race like it life or death. And he knew life or death.
Romeo had nothing on him.
Absolutely nothing in the way his brain knew he was to be yours. It had to be, he had to be. It’s how the story will be written, and he will play his role. Stealing your hear that way you have entranced his own. He wouldn’t be able to tell you when he got up. He can’t tell you how his body moved on its own, knowing what needed to be done but not conscious enough to alert his brain.
What he can tell about how perfect it felt to so much as stand there by you. Soaking in your presence was one thing, standing in it next to you was another entirely.
And that's how he found himself face to face with you, who turned to him with a puzzled look, but a kind smile.
He was a goner.
“Oh… umm- Hello, can I help you?” Is all you had to say to him to confirm his every thought. This woman could heal every wound with her voice alone. And her eyes so much as finally looking back at him felt like he was seen for the first time in his life.
“Uhh.. sir? Are you alright?” Your voice rang out again, pulling him back to reality as you hand waved in front of his face slightly. A flattering smile on our lips and your eyebrows furrowed slightly, almost concerned. What came over John MacTavish in that moment is unexplainable.
“I seem to have lost my number—can I have yours?”
Her eyebrows raised. She blinks. Then tilting her head slightly.
He could die right then and there.
Leaning against the table next to her with a stupid, crooked smile and a raised eyebrow, as if he didn't just embarrassed the hell out of himself. A pick up line? That's the best you could do, John? Really? Welp, there goes every chance you had, cut your losses and- Laughter chimed in his ears like wedding bells. And that’s when he froze, every negative thought draining him as he became light. You laugh was intoxicating more than any drink or drug. The kind that was unapologetic and genuine. The kind that has the back of your palm finding your lips as you cover your giggles, nose scrunching and eyes squinting due to the smile. One that made both of you have pink cheeks for different reasons. A joke that probably shouldn't have been laughed at, but coming from the man before you, it eased the tension in the air.
It must have been the prettiest sight Johnny had ever seen.
He doesn’t know how he did it, probably because it wasn’t him at all. Must have been pure luck that after that horrible entrance she seemed kind enough to humor him that night. He bought you a drink and hung on every word you so much as muttered in his direction. You laughed at every joke, good or bad. He made it his mission to make sure he always heard that laugh from then on. To produce it from you.
Oddly enough, it turns out you were one of few words when it came to the actual conversation. And yet it was never rude, ore quiter nature. But more like you were always listening. Every word John rambled on about you picked up, asking questions or simply nodding, expressing your thoughts in your facal expression. Because of this, it seemed like he never looked away from you either, not that it was a bother, it was strangely alright. It wasn’t judgemental, only observant.
He thought he might go buy a ticket for the lottery after you agreed to give him your number by the end of the night. He was more smitten than he’s ever been, and on the dates to follow the swooning only got worse.
Every moment with you felt exhilarating, like he found that missing piece finally after a long search. And that piece loved him back He was insufferable, always gushing about the woman he has the opportunity to take out on a date. And the dates where nothing less of spectacular. The pair was stupid like teenagers in love, but more sentimental, understanding the weight of things better. Arguments never lasted long and if they did they were cleared up before any damage was done. She understood what his job ment to him, and told him she would never make him change that about himself. It was his passion, she can share.
“Just so long as you promise to come back to me.”
And from that day forth he would make a pinky promise every time he left. He was to come home. Time passed quickly, in flashes. It felt like his life went from downtime in between missions, to missions in between downtime. His heart ached for you in the days he was gone, but he always knew he would be home. He would see you again. He found a want to live, even more now that he found his world.
And as time passed them by, he found out she was perfect in the all the ways he could dream of. Especially in the impossible task of calming him down as well. Rough mission? She already had his favorite meal ready and was soothing him over. Nightmares? She was there either on the phone or more recently next to him to hold him and run her fingers through his hair. To much energy? To rowdy? You always found a way to settle him down. His anchor. And he would do the same for her if the day presented itself.
Another plus that made it all that much more, everyone liked you.It wasn’t hard too of course, but it proved even moreso how lucky he got. His family adored you, his sisters taking you in as part of the family already, much quicker than any of his other past relationships. It made him well up with pride.
Even when he officially introduced you to the 141, it was with open arms as well. If he wasnt a unit before, he absolutely was one now. Maybe just a tad bit more annoying with his bragging but of course he brags. Those boys knew how much you were doing for him, and you knew they were keeping him safe. It was a harmony that both sides respected.
A part of him knew that even if all of those people didn’t like her, (an impossible feat if he does say so himself), nothing would change for him. You were his, he was yours. Irrevocably and absolutely. If the world didn’t want them, the world wasn’t for them. Simple as that. Life became sweeter, dreamlike as he fell into a comfortable rhythm. It was almost unbelievable, no, it was unbelievable.
One day, as he was laying on the couch, laying gently on you, nearly dozing off. Then he felt your hand on his shoulder, a soft pat that made him stir but not move as he hummed in response. “Johnny?” You said, soft enough that he had to stir slightly closer to your voice. But he didn’t look up, kept his heavy eyes shut as he mumbles a small “what?”
“Earth to Johnny..” Hmm, that's odd. It mde him sit up the slightest bit more. Must have been laying on his ear wrong, your voice sounded weird. And another pat on his shoulder, a bit harder this time.
“MacTavish!”
And then he blinked. He was sitting up straight, eyes wide as he made eye contact with his Captain across from him, in the same place he left him at the bar. The bar? His cheek stung from the movement of no longer resting on… his palm? His? No that’s not right. His head hurt slightly as the smell of bar flooded his nose. What was he doing in a-
“Soap, you alright? You were out for a bit. Staren’ at nothing.” Gaz said with a smile, slightly concerned.
He looked around, baffled as he took in the same dingy bar he had met you in. In fact in the same spot exactly, same clothes, same drink. Hold on, that can't be right. His head swung back around as he took in the table next to them was, empty. Bottles and cups discarded to the side, napkins crumpled. He heard the bar door shut as his eyes flicked over and spotted the same woman walk away outside, smiling the same as she was before. Only then did it make sense.
His mind filled in the blanks for him as he rubbed his face with a groan. When something is too good to be true, it's probably because it is. Gaz was patting his back as Ghost and Price shared a look that had Price hiding a smirk. But it didn’t matter to Johnny.
What mattered was she’d already left.
The boys decided that's where the night should end, Johnny's head almost embarrassingly hung low as they paid their bill and called a car to take them back to base. This is the first time Scott has sulked in a while, running his hands through his mohawk as he kicked himself for being so stupid. Caught up in a daydream of a random woman at the bar, what a stupid fantasy to get caught in. he was practically mourning something he doesn't even have, never did have. And now something he wouldn’t have either.
The moment changed his life for sure, a memory of fake memories that will haunt his little brain every once in a while when he's bored and remembers this night.
girlllllll... chapter eleven WHEN😭😭😭
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i have public exams from may-july (kms) but i’m trying so hard to keep writing mastermind and hopefully something should be out today or tomorrow or smth im just not sure how to end it or when but it’s fine ill figure it out
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Play The Game
Crime/ mafia, modern, muggle au. Jegulus, Wolfstar, Rosekiller, Dorlene, Pandalily.
Regulus, Barty, and Evan are behind a series of murders, with a plan to take down Tom Riddle.
Sirius and James are detectives, looking to bring to justice those responsible for Remus’ murder. Little do they know he’s alive, hiding from the man who killed his family.
Regulus has a plan, but he did not predict falling for his estranged brother’s best friend.
Angst, fluff, eventual happy ending.
LONG FIC. 100K+ words
snippet from the first chapter
just posted my first fic!!! it’s a wip. i’m really excited about it, and hope someone reads it 😭
i’m planning on making it LONG. this first chapter alone is 7k words, so you can get an idea. i have so many ideas and scenes already written. it’s angsty, it’s funny, lots of povs and different relationships.
Five times Bells Hells notices how much Imogen cares for the child who travels with them — and the one time she realizes for herself.
Written in collaboration with the incredibly kind @somethingwritey