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Thinking of yandere!seokjin— he can’t let you go
pairing: jin x f.reader
genre: yandere | smut +18 minors DNI
tw: toxic, manipulative behaviour
a/n: this is pure ✨fiction✨
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yandere!seokjin who catches you staring at him. the sea of people that surrounds you stop existing once his eyes meet yours. the desire to make you his only grows— he has to have you.
yandere!seokjin who compulsively lies about his intentions with you. he seems to always be around when you need a helping hand. he will patiently wait until you fall for him, and when you do, he is never letting go.
yandere!seokjin who spoils you with gifts. big, small, anything—you got it! anything for his precious sweetheart. oh but he will guilt-trip you into fucking later. “didn’t you like what I got you, my sweet? you did? show me how much… I can fuck your lovely face all night long”.
yandere!seokjin who uses sex as punishment. “oooh you were out with your little friends weren’t you— you had fun? more fun than when you’re with me?” he fucks you so incredibly good that all you can do is whisper I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry as his cock stretches you out perfectly. bringing you so close to cumming all over him but— “little whores and liars like you don’t to cum”
yandere!seokjin who uses sex as a reward. “you looked so pretty in there… was that all for me?” two of his long, slender fingers pumping in and out of you in the back of the car. his driver playing fool as you are about to cum on your lover’s fingers. yes yes all for you is all that you mumble against his plump lips that kiss you so fervently. “be good and cum for me… you will be cumming all night, sweetheart”
yandere!seokjin who gets extremely anxious when he has to spend the night without you, he has cameras all around your luxurious house. he needs to keep an eye on his sweetheart. the night hours pass and he watches you intently on his phone screen, how you are unable to sleep so you find your favourite sex toy to pleasure you. he takes his cock out of his pants and rapidly strokes it to catch up and cum with you “y-you better not think that toy is better than m-me… fuck, when I’m back home I’ll fuck you so good you will only be able to say my name— ahh” and he cums, thinking fucking about you dumb.
😩😵💫pleaaaaase this melted my brain in such a good way… damn!
. . • ☆ . ° .• ° kinktober day 12
[day twelve: overstimulation]



pairing: yoongi x f. reader
tags/ warnings: pwp, vibrator, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, minor oral? (f. receiving), unprotected sex
notes: smut straight under the cut
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“Too much—Shit Yoongi, no more” your thighs quiver, orgasm lingering as he pulls the vibrator away from your clit, poor little thing, swollen. Throbbing with that aching sort of want as your pussy dribbles another pitiful wad of slick onto the sheets.
He leans down lips wrapping around your clit, sucking, tongue laving over as your orgasm slowly ebbs away, sparks of overstimulation tingling down your legs, cunt clenching around nothing.
He presses the vibrator over your entrance, pussy lips parting around the silicone as he presses it ever so gently past your walls.
“Yoongi” you whine, fingers tangling into his hair as he continues to suck at your clit, hips rutting up into his face as you continue to chase the edging pleasure, he’s pulling out of you.
He hums, pitiful moan dripping thick off your tongue at the added vibration, arousal seeping out of your pussy over the silicone toy, dripping over his fingers, skin slicked shiny.
He thrusts the toy a little further into you, angling it upwards ever so slightly.
Yoongi’s lips press a kiss over your clit before he’s pulling away, tongue cleaning the mess you made of his face as his eyes glaze over your pussy. Creamy slick slipping down you perineum, poor little pussy clenching around the vibrator, a mean little smile tugging at Yoongi’s lips.
He presses one of the buttons on the side, your mouth falling open, unfiltered moan clawing up your throat, overstimulated pussy pulsating around the toy.
“Fuck—” you cry, “s’ too much” tears cling to your waterline, fingers digging into the sheets below you, hips bucking upwards.
“Cum again for me, baby” he murmurs, presses a kiss over your sweat-slicked chest, lips ghosting over your nipple.
He thrusts the vibrator into you, knuckles nudging against your sensitive little bud with every press into you.
“Can’t” you whine, thighs quivering, snapping closed around his hand.
“Yes you can, always so pretty when your poor little cunt is ruined” his tongue runs over your nipple.
Your mouth falls open, world burning white for a moment as you tip over the edge, orgasm shaking your body. Clawing up your spine as your legs shake, Yoongi’s fingers digging into the meat of your thighs as he holds them open, deep reverberate of his voice barely penetrating your ears as he tells you how pretty you are.
You blink away the tears that had slipped down your cheeks, Yoongi’s thumb brushing over your damp cheek.
“You here with me?” he asks, hint of a smile on his face. The prideful kind, the one where you know he would be sure to remind you of this moment in the coming days.
You nod, swallowing.
Pussy swollen, aftereffects of the vibrator still tingling down your body, stomach tensing as your orgasm slowly slips away, gentle hum of what was once there still sends hints of pleasure throughout your body. Dopamine hazed mind slowly processing the press of Yoongi’s cockhead against your entrance.
“Think you can give me one more?” he presses a kiss to your jaw, angling his cock through your folds.
The tip nudges against your clit, hips jutting upwards, slightest of touch enough stimulation to have slick leaking out of you.
You nod, arms slipping around his neck as you pull his body closer to yours.
“Words, baby. Need to hear you” he presses another kiss to your cheek.
“One more” you nod, “I won’t last long”
He hums, fingers pressing into the flesh of your hips as he pulls your body over his thighs a little. Pretty fingers wrapping around his length before he’s pressing over your entrance.
Your back arches as he splits you open, cunt pulled wide over the flared head before he’s sinking into you, hips rolling forward; seemingly not in a rush.
His thumb gently brushes over your clit, cunt pulsating around him as the sparks of delicious pain mingled pleasure slips down the length of your body.
He needs no warning when you’re about to cum, hips jackhammering into you, angled perfectly as he presses you further and further towards another orgasm.
“Shit Yoongi” you curse, feeling it build within your stomach, your hands pressing against his stomach as he ruts his thick cock into you.
“Come on, pretty” he grunts, head tipped back at his own pleasure.
He just about catches sight of it, cock slipping out of you as his fingers rub over your pussy as you squirt over yourself, some of his catching his cock. Your hips jolt upwards as he continues to rub your clit, another spurt of cum wetting his hand as you moan his name, mind fully fucked as overestimated pleasure buzzes beneath your skin.
You barely register Yoongi jacking himself off over you, tugging his hard cock at the sight of you fucked out body. Pussy lips swollen and pitiful little clit throbbing, wet slicked shiny and sticky with your arousal, creamy cum clinging to your folds.
You moan when you feel his cum shoot against your pussy lips, running his cockhead through your folds, smearing his release over your soiled cunt.
“Always such a good girl for me” he lets the final spurt of his cum coat your pussy, “Letting me make you feel good, mind nothing more than mine to ruin”
You reach out for him, uncaring of the mess between your thighs, not when he smothers you with kisses, endless praise dripping off his tongue as you come down from your lust filled high.