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“no no please daddy, no more. It’s too much, it hurts” gf 🤝 “Aww that doesn’t sound like a safeword darling. Easy baby, easy. That’s it, you’re taking my cock so well.” bf
CANVAS WHISPERS | JJK (teaser) (18+)
paring: jungkook x f!reader, artist jungkook x art student, sadist dom x little sub
genre: dark romance, angst, smut, enemies to lovers, age gap, happy ending (like after innumerable problems)
story content warnings: cursing; smut and mature contents (actually a lot, so be ready *naughty look*); dirty talks; she has a lot of kinks, she's called "little girl" but I have the impression that with a certain kink of degradation of hers she could also be called in other ways; both junkgkook and y/n have traumatic pasts; there'll be mention of panic attacks and depression, as well as the use of sedatives; both don't know love and will learn together what it means to be warmed by each other's human warmth, but first they will hate each other lol.
summery: an art college student and a man met in a museum. he's an artist, she hates his art. he's caos, she's armony. she's scared of the world, he will make her discover it thorugh his art. she keep a diary with all her most forbidden desires, he will read all of them and satisfy each craving of her. unfortunately, this artist does not know kindness; his mind is corrupted by sadistic thoughts that hardly suit a sensitive girl like Y/n, who will soon realize his true nature.
a/n: I'm really happy to finally publish my story. please forgive possible mistakes, english isn't my first language but i will try my best. i ask you to tell me what you think of this teaser, if you have ideas of how the story could be developed according to your own point of view. also, at each chapter i would be glad to hear your ideas about the story and, why not, suggestions that could help me in its development. I thank you immensely @cherryxkush for your valuable work and creativity in producing the fanfiction cover. show her love and support following her!
another note: I will post one chapter at a time every friday, if I have any problems I will let you know.
taglist: @khadeeeeej (thank you for be the first)
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Now enjoy your reading my darlings.
Seoul. Art exhibitions. An intense smell of paint.
This is what, ostensibly, Yun Y/n lived. 21 years old and an innate critical sense, Y/n studied at the prestigious art collage of Seoul. She had been living alone in a small apartment near her collage for quite some time.
She decided to leave her city, Busan, because of her parents, who were too strict and oppressive, in pursuit of her dream of becoming an artist.
However, their strictness led Y/n to close herself off, to act according to a certain pattern. This severity clouded Y/n's creativity: at the collage, she tried in every way to excel in all subjects but ended up failing when it came to painting and, consequently, expressing herself.
Y/n certainly didn't excel in popularity either; in fact, she found herself alone very often. That's why she always carried her secret diary with her. There, until a few years ago, she wrote about her fears, how much her parents scared her, or how how terrifying it was to deal with the world alone. Only in her diary could she be herself.
Things began to change when, one day, Y/n overheard a conversation between two students in the girls' bathroom during the break between classes. They were talking about masturbation, how a certain guy had made one of them reach her climax, and the orgasm he had induced to her.
All this was new to Y/n, and those topics had always been taboo in her house. Even after leaving home, she was afraid to explore her body, to let someone touch her like that, to make her feel pleasure. Y/n had no idea what it meant... so, given that she was a virgin, yet she had to start somewhere.
So she began to touch herself and discover unfamiliar sensations. Every time Y/n reached her climax, her mind was clouded: imagination wandered endlessly, from warm breaths against her neck to a pair of hands that choked her as their owner penetrated her mercilessly.
In her mind, sexual scenarios began to take shape where she was dominated, tied, blindfolded, and Y/n couldn't help but satiate those fantasies as best as she could, whether it was through clitoral stimulation, fingering or with a vibrator. This mattered little: she just needed to find out how much pleasure she was allowed to feel or how long her body could hold such a sensation without bursting into a little cry of pure pleasure. However, it was essential to jot down everything in that diary, which now didn't conceal fears anymore, but her darkest and most forbidden desires.
Of course, she needed someone to help her make them come true. The only problem was that she kept away every guy who tried to get close at her. Or perhaps, she will let get close the one man who she shouldn't have?
Jeon Jungkook, a man whom she would have first described as a "cursed artist": a twisted man with a dark past, childhood traumas, trying to make his way in the artistic world amidst numerous problems and criticisms.
His art was contradictory, obscene, and obscure – everything Yn was not accustomed to.
That man, whom, in her eyes, was nothing but a misunderstood madman, was incapable of making sense of his art. A man who, unlike her, lived by his instincts, fed off of them, and created chaos around him. Chaos that Yn madly hated.
The same madness that every night led her to imagine the many ways in which she would like to be caressed, tasted, touched, kissed, licked, fucked, and then cry with pleasure, over and over again. But remember, she hated that madness!
Yet...
Uhhh I’ve been rly into people who are sort of quiet, nerdy, very put together very calm and caring. And then they turn out to also be the most relentless, merciless, sadistic doms on the planet. Smile at me in your stupid ass sweater vest and tell me about the book you are reading. And then fuck me on the floor while cutting off my air supply because you like to feel me thrash and hear me get desperate. Kiss the tears off my cheek when you make me cry and bury your teeth in my shoulder. Then clean me up and go back to talking about your research interests. You guys know what I’m saying. Do you share my vision
Be a good girl... Or else.
piercing my boy’s tongue just so he has to look up at me with his pretty, teary blue eyes, his tongue out drooling everywhere. then eating him out after
🥰
When your fingers deep inside of her and you curl them. Your palm pressed against her as you start rocking your hand. You know it's the right spot when her hands suddenly try hiding her face. She can't formulate a single word and she is desperately trying to cover her mouth or grab a pillow.
If you want to give her release right away then the nice thing to do is push your fingers into her mouth, allowing her fixate on that as she suddenly floods your hand.
If you're a bit masochistic you let her have your hand or arm to bite, allowing her to go a bit feral as she cums. You will hear her growling.
If you're a sadist and love to see their brain melt. You use your free hand and take their wrists pinning them. As you look them directly in the eyes. This makes them clench and try so hard to fight and hold it back that when you rock that very last time you swear your getting baptized with how wet she is. Legs shaking and quivering as her own motions will cause her to keep rocking her hips. If your lucky and or evil this allows you to force a few more minigasms.
All of these ways are perfect by the way and no matter what when she finds words again she'll thank you.
Just remember to tell her how good she did for you for maximum blush.
Don't be fooled by her whining puppy eyes. Just manhandle her like a toy and force your cock into her pussy to watch her dripping down on your cock like a sick filthy fucktoy.
Insane unhinged men, please approach!
I have uh.. important matters to discuss ☺️
Praying to god for a pretty girl to grind on my lap while I choke her out
In the mood for a threesome :P
Alt boyfriend when?! 😠♥️
more than anything i love when my Master shows me exactly how strong he is and how easily he can overpower me. i want nothing more than to feel entirely helpless underneath him, knowing i am completely at his mercy.
"Non disobbedirai mai piu..."
"You will not disobey anymore..."