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[4:59 PM]

pairing: kim seokjin x fem!reader

category: smut

word count: 211

rating: 18+

warning(s): cursing, oral (female receiving)

You're supposed to be cooking dinner.

The budae jjigae now simmers in its pot, forgotten and probably burning, the boiling water threatening to overflow. You're bent over the counter, your cheek pressed against the marble as your boyfriend's lips and tongue mercilessly attack your sopping center. Two of your own fingers are stuffed inside your mouth, trying to keep yourself quiet.

"Fuck, you're so goddamn good," Seokjin mumbles from his spot behind you, kneeled, eating you out like you're the most holiest meal ever, like he'll die if he doesn't finish you.

You uselessly whimper, your hips jolting when Seokjin swipes his tongue over your sensitive bud of nerves. The poor thing, throbbing from the stimulation it's receiving from your boyfriend. Your other hand reaches behind you to tangle itself in his black hair, a tear of pleasure streaming down your cheek.

"M-Mmph," you mewl at him, a pitiful warning of your oncoming orgasm.

"Shh," Seokjin hisses, digging his fingertips into the back of your thighs. You whimper at the pain, screwing your eyes shut. "We don't want my dongsaengs to come in here and see us like this, do you?"

You shake your head.

"Good." He slurps up some of your juices. "Now be a good girl and stay quiet."

© thekaykery 2021

[12:42 AM]

pairing: kim seokjin x fem!reader

category: smut

word count: 305

rating: 18+

warning(s): cursing, oral (f), orgasm denial, mentioned face riding

special tags: @playmetheclassics

This is not how you imagined your day going.

You pictured this: You and Seokjin, happily exploring Disney World and enjoying everything it has to offer, the food, rides, and all the magic and adventure. Not you pinned against the wall in a bathroom stall, your boyfriend knelt before you, his sinful lips attached to your aching pussy.

"S-Seokjin," you breathlessly whisper, your brows knitted together, your teeth worrying your lip. Outside this stall, people are coming and going, doing their business, completely oblivious to what's happening here.

Seokjin hums against you, his eyes dark and sultry while he flicks his tongue against your clit. You jolt at the stimulation, covering your mouth to muffle your quiet moan. Your other hand grips the handicap bar behind you, your knuckles white from your tight grip. The giggling of children mocks you, shaming you for your ungodly actions right now.

He continues working, lapping at your sensitive nub like a newborn kitten, occasionally suckling on it like one too. You tremble on his tongue, your toes curling in your shoes. He's been at this for a good few minutes, and you're already close.

You desperately pant into your hand, bucking your hips, greedily wanting your release, but when you're just about to tip over the edge, Seokjin breaks away, his chin shiny with your juices.

"The fuck?" you mouth at him with wide eyes, betrayal on your face.

"Now, now," Seokjin murmurs, standing, replacing your panties and skirt, "I'm not letting you cum in the bathroom. Be good for me until we get home, alright?"

You did as he ordered, your legs shaking and your cunt throbbing from the denial of your orgasm. When you arrive home a couple hours later, you ride his face for a while, enjoying his talented mouth a little better this time.

© thekaykery 2022