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Pretty Pretty
Pairing: Seokjin x Yoongi
Genre: mermaid au, fluff
Word Count: 6k
Summary: Yoongi finds himself on a boat out in the ocean with his two best friends who managed to drag him outside to go fishing. Yoongi's eager to go back to shore after catching a few fish...until he hooks a fighter. A big fighter.
In seconds, Yoongi's getting pulled deeper and deeper underwater, and Seokjin is getting ready to get revenge on the pesky human that's been stealing his food all afternoon.
Except this one's actually kinda cute.
Warning: attempted drowning
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Meadow Flowers and the Forest River
Pairing: Jungkook/Jimin
Genre: a/b/o, angst, action, smut (in ch. 2)
Status: chaptered (1/2), 4.2k
Summary: When they were younger, Jungkook promised Jimin that they would be mates. It is now Jimin's mating ceremony, but the one intending to claim him is not Jungkook. It's the violent and abusive Pack Alpha who is already mated to several pack members and wouldn't even hesitate to kill his own kin.
No one in their right mind would risk their life to challenge the Alpha for his claim on Jimin. Jungkook is the only one in love enough to even consider trying, but Jimin hasn't seen him in weeks...
Warnings: forced marriage, some abuse (physical, verbal, emotional), violence, blood, injury, minor character death
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Moonlit Petals
Pairing: Jimin/Hoseok
Genre: Vampire au, fluff, smut
Word Count: 9.3k
Summary: Hoseok had always believed he was the victim of a vampire bite in middle school, and now that a suspicious Min Yoongi has moved in next door, he's determined to find proof of his new neighbor’s vampirism.
Jimin, his childhood best friend, is skeptical as always despite having been there the night of Hoseok’s bite.
Warnings: Biting, blood drinking (accidental noncon drinking and consensual drinking), smut
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An Echo in the Forest
Pairing: Yoongi/Jimin
Genre: Fluff, kinda slice of life, soulmate vibes, supernatural elements somewhere in the background
Status: Chaptered, in the works, 1k
Summary: Jimin likes to feed the stray neighborhood cats, and one day, a little calico he's never seen before follows him all the way home. Of course Jimin would keep it since it seemed like it wanted to stay with him. He soon finds out that his new companion isn't just a cat.
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Kinktober Day 21 - Voyeurism
Pairing: Yoongi/Taehyung
Genre: “this is wrong” smut
Features: voyeur!th, solo!yg, noncon voyeurism, masturbation, dildo, cock rings, vibrators, i wonder who yg is thinking about...
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Kinktober Day 14 - Overstimulation
Pairing: Namjoon/Jungkook
Genre: “it’s for science” smut
Features: top!nj, bottom!jk, dubcon, bondage, fucking and milking machines, forced orgasms, crying, technically dehumanization
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Kinktober Day 9 - Praise
Pairing: Hoseok/Jimin
Genre: more horny smut
Features: dom!hs, sub!yg, mirror sex, semi-public sex, fingering, hand jobs, jimin’s canonical praise kink obviously
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The last notes of Filter reverberated through the practice room as Jimin stared Hoseok down with the most sultry gaze he could muster. He had asked Hoseok to watch him run through his performance without the backup dancers to…“get some feedback” as he put it.
Hoseok was easy to read. He was practically devouring him with his eyes. Jimin was almost certain he heard him curse under his breath before he stood up strode aggressively toward him. Jimin confidently met his gaze with a smirk, not backing down for a second. The mannequin clattered to the floor when Hoseok shoved it aside to push Jimin against the mirror.
Jimin was still breathing heavily from the dance, a light sweat creating a sheen on his skin. He stared up at Hoseok, challenging him. "What's wrong, hyung? Did you not like my performance?" he asked, tone thick with seduction.
"You're…unbelievable," Hoseok murmured. His fingers trailed along Jimin's collarbone, up his neck, resting just under his jaw. Neither of them broke eye contact.
"What do you mean? Was it bad?"
Hoseok tsked and flipped Jimin around, pressing him against the mirror. He stepped forward until their bodies were flush against each other. Jimin's breath fogged the glass.
"You're dangerous, dancing like that. It was perfect."
Jimin involuntarily whined at the compliment. He pushed his ass against Hoseok.
"Such a tease," Hoseok whispered against Jimin's neck, slowly grinding into him. "Do you know how sexy you are?"
Jimin felt warm. He shook his head, looking at Hoseok through the mirror with innocent eyes.
“No, no. Don’t try to pull that on me now.” Hoseok grabbed a handful of Jimin’s hair and pulled his head back. He smirked at Jimin’s little gasp. “You can’t pretend like you didn’t know what you were doing this whole time.” His other hand sneaked around Jimin’s waist, untucking his shirt to slide up his chest.
“H-hyung…” Jimin whimpered, grinding back against Hoseok. “Give me more compliments.”
“You’re beautiful,” Hoseok complied immediately, “and all your hard work pays off in such breathtaking ways.” He played with Jimin’s nipples under the silky shirt, and Jimin closed his eyes happily, drinking in the praise, his cock very obviously beginning to tent his pants. Hoseok noticed and pulled Jimin’s hips back far enough so that Jimin could only support himself against the mirror on his forearms. “Look at how pretty you are,” Hoseok said and kissed the back of Jimin’s neck.
Jimin opened his eyes again and watched his hyung unbutton his pants and pull down the zipper. He let out a little moan when Hoseok slipped a hand under the waistband of his underwear. Hoseok’s grip in his hair tightened at the sound.
“Such a pretty voice.”
Jimin moaned again, louder this time, as Hoseok stroked him.
“If you keep this up, I’m not going to be able to control myself,” Hoseok warned.
“I want it, hyung, please…please? I need it, I’ve been good, haven’t I?”
Hoseok quickly made work of his own belt and pants. “How can I refuse when you beg like that?” He pulled Jimin’s pants down just past the curve of his ass and made a satisfied noise. He squeezed the soft, firm flesh and watched Jimin’s cock twitch at his comment about how beautiful he was.
Hoseok hummed. “Jiminie? What’s this?” He circled his finger around the edge of Jimin’s hole.
“I wanted to prepare for you.”
“Were you dancing the whole time with this in?” Hoseok asked in amazement and slowly pulled at the jeweled plug.
Jimin nodded enthusiastically. “It was difficult to do some of the moves because of it.”
“I didn’t even notice, you did such a good job~”
Jimin bit his lip, trying to keep his smile under control. The plug was removed and tossed onto a discarded article of clothing from the dance routine. Hoseok quickly replaced it with three of his fingers. Jimin wiggled back against them until Hoseok began thrusting and spreading his fingers. Loud moans filled the practice room.
“You should be quiet, Jimin. Someone could hear you and find us,” Hoseok warned.
“Then maybe you should hurry and fuck me, hyung. I’ve been waiting all week for you.”
Hoseok growled and pushed his fingers in deep, earning another moan. “Where have you hidden the lube?”
“I-in the waistband of the mannequin’s skirt. In the back.”
“Stay still.” Hoseok left Jimin and crouched beside the toppled mannequin to search it. Sure enough, he found the little bottle tucked away. He hastily spread the lube over his cock as he returned to Jimin. “No need to prep your slutty hole,” Hoseok said, easily pushing inside. “It’s already open for me.”
Jimin did not hold back. He cursed loudly and freely moaned as Hoseok drilled in to him at a vicious pace. The loud slap of their skin, the bruising grip Hoseok had on his waist, how he looked getting fucking against the mirror, it all felt so good. But nothing felt as good as the praise.
“H-hy-hyung, ah! Do I feel good?”
“Fuck, you feel so good, Jiminie. So, so good.”
Jimin whined. “More, tell me more, please?”
“You’re such a good boy, preparing for me like this. Begging like this. Hyung has been stressed lately, and this is just perfect.”
“I noticed, hyung, that you were getting stressed. I-I wanted to help. Did I do a good job?”
“Yes, Jimin. God, yes. You’re so attentive and sweet. So considerate of others. You’re an angel. A dirty little angel. Letting hyung use you like this.”
Jimin was leaking onto the floor, the praise flooding his senses. He felt so good. All he wanted was to know that he was doing a good job, that he was working hard, that he was appreciated. And Hoseok kept showering him with compliments. Telling him how pretty he was, how sexy he was, how beautiful and irresistible he was. Hoseok reached back around and pumped Jimin’s cock until his fingers were coated with lube and precum.
“Hyung’s getting close, Jiminie. Hyung’s going to cum soon. You’ve been such a good boy, you can choose where you want it.”
“I-inside. Please, I want it inside me. I want you to fill me up, hyung, please?”
“Of course, baby, you can have it inside.” Hoseok’s pace increased, and Jimin’s cries followed suit. Hoseok watched the two of them in the mirror. He watched his own hand tug at Jimin’s cock. He watched yet another spurt of precum drip down Jimin's pretty cock and onto his hand. One more look at Jimin’s completely fucked out expression had him tumbling over the edge. His hips slowed and thrust hard, making sure his cum shot deep inside. The force pushed Jimin’s hips forward and the feeling of Hoseok’s hot load filling him up had Jimin cumming soon after. Hoseok groaned as Jimin clenched around his sensitive cock. Jimin was gasping and whimpering as his orgasm rolled through him. His knees were weak.
Heavy breathing. That was the only sound in the practice room now. Hoseok kissed Jimin’s neck again as he pulled out. Jimin tried to straighten up, but Hoseok pushed him back down.
“One second, Jiminie.” Hoseok picked up the plug again, recoated it with lube, and pushed it back inside Jimin. “Now you get to keep Hyung's cum inside. We don’t want you making a mess in the practice room.”
“Umm…I already did.” Jimin stepped back to reveal his cum obscenely splattered across the mirror, streaks dripping to the floor. His face was red. “We should probably clean this up before someone sees…”
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Kinktober Day 5 - Toys
Pairing: Yoongi/Hoseok
Genre: horny smut
Features: dom!hs, sub!yg, gags, paddles, vibrators, (they have a “toy box”), sounding
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Hoseok groaned. The sight of Yoongi desperately sucking him off while bouncing on a dildo, cock trapped in a set of steel rings, pulled him right over the edge. And the sound of Yoongi moaning as cum landed in his mouth, on his face, and across his chest, was perfect. Just perfect. Hoseok took a moment to greedily wipe his cock on Yoongi’s face, and Yoongi wrapped his mouth around the tip to suck off the leftover drops of cum. Hoseok hissed quietly from the sensitivity.
The way Yoongi looked up at him was just so sinful, he could hardly control himself, even now. He roughly grabbed his hyung by the arm and pulled him off the dildo. Yoongi stumbled forward, knees weak from how long he had been kneeling. Hoseok tossed him onto the bed, picked his belt up off of the floor, and began securing Yoongi’s hands together above his head. When he finished looping the belt around the headrest, he immediately began digging through their toy box for the ball gag. He fastened the straps around Yoongi’s head and stepped back to admire the view.
Yoongi tugged against the belt, knowing it would only rile Hoseok up more. Just as he predicted, Hoseok leaned in again to run his fingers teasingly around the triple cock ring.
“You’re really asking for it aren’t you.”
Yoongi nodded enthusiastically. Hoseok complied and rummaged around, trying to decide how he wanted to mess with him tonight. He nodded approvingly to himself when he picked up the vibrating anal beads he gifted Yoongi for his birthday last year. It’s been a while since they had fun with this.
“You’re nicely stretched out now,” Hoseok said, pushing the beads in one by one, each larger than the last, until the final bead disappeared into Yoongi’s body and the handle was snug against his skin. Yoongi was rolling his hips, enjoying the feeling of the beads pressing against him, against each other. Hoseok turned the toy on, and Yoongi squeezed his eyes shut, moaning around the gag.
“Hmm…” Hoseok rolled the scroll wheel around, changing the vibrator settings. “You see, it’s been a while since we’ve used this, and I can’t seem to remember—” Yoongi’s back arched at one of the higher intensities “—which ones do what.” He continued to play with the settings, continued to pretend not to know. He toyed with Yoongi just for the sake of frustrating him.
After a little while, Hoseok set the beads to a low, steady vibration and retrieved a paddle from the box. He twisted Yoongi onto his stomach and brought the paddle down with a loud smack. He loved how the harsh, red impact marks contrasted against Yoongi’s pale skin. He especially loved the deep purple bruises that were formed by the next morning. He continued adorning him with each hit, every muffled cry only encouraging another until he noticed that Yoongi was breaking a very important rule. Intentionally.
Hoseok stilled and watched Yoongi grind against the bed, side-eyeing him rebelliously. Hoseok's jaw clenched. He calmly set the paddle down and turned to grab a bundle of rope. He swiftly flipped Yoongi onto his back again and began tightly tying his ankles together and then to the footrest, stretching Yoongi out to helplessly receive whatever was coming for him. Hoseok took up the paddle again and tapped the paddle against Yoongi’s cock.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Before Yoongi could make a noise in return, Hoseok slapped the paddle against Yoongi’s thigh. Hard. Yoongi jerked on his restraints with a groan. Hoseok tossed the paddle to the side and found a beaded sound and the first vibrator he could get his hands on. He set the anal beads to a sporadic vibration setting to keep Yoongi entertained while he lubed up the rod. As soon as he was done, he switched the vibrations off and waited for him to still.
Hoseok carefully pushed the first bead in. Then the next, and the next, pumping the rod occasionally as he continued to feed it into Yoongi’s cock. When the entire sound was sitting snug and Yoongi’s toes were curling from the stimulation deep inside him. Hoseok switched on the anal beads again and pressed the hand-held vibrator against the sound.
The tortured moan that he ripped from Yoongi’s throat was delicious. He increased the intensity on both vibrators and hungrily watched his hyung thrash against the binds. Hoseok repeatedly pulled the vibrations back and forth between higher and lower settings. This was a punishment after all.
He could tell when Yoongi was close. The way his muscles tightened, back arched, and hips bucked. The crease in his brow. And then, with what Hoseok could only guess was a string of curses behind the gag, Yoongi came, cum gushing around the sound and down his red, swollen cock. Hoseok kept the stimulation going strong through the orgasm until Yoongi was nearly crying, desperately trying to pull away from him.
Hoseok finally stepped back and watched Yoongi heave deep breaths through his nose. This was definitely a sight he would never get tired of. His hyung tied to the bed, sweaty, flushed, and bruised, drool leaking from the sides of his gagged mouth, cum splattered against his thighs and stomach. And the toys. The toys just made him look so much prettier. So tempting.
Hoseok was hard again.
“I’m not done with you yet, hyung.”
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Kinktober Day 3 - Blindfold
Pairing: Yoongi/Jimin
Genre: smutty fantasy vibes
Features: sub!jm, dom!yg, aphrodisiacs, whipping, choking, obvious inspiration from bst
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When Jimin woke up, he was lying on the ground with a blindfold on. Where was he? What happened? The last thing he could remember was falling asleep in his bed, tired from his work at the palace and the journey back to his village. He stood up and spent a significant amount of time struggling against the fabric wrapped around his eyes. He wasn’t bound in any other way, so it seemed like he could easily slip out of what felt like delicate silk. He was wrong.
Perplexed by his inability to simply pull the blindfold off, his hands went to the knot sitting against the back of his head. His fingers fiddled around, but he couldn’t pull it apart. However, he learned that the blindfold was attached to something. The fabric continued, trailing behind him, and he tugged on it hard. It didn’t budge. After a few more tries, he followed the line until his outstretched hands touched a wall. No. A closed door. Two doors. Locked. Trapping the silk between them.
Jimin stood there, hands pressed against the doors, unsure of what to do next.
“Hello?” he called softly, hesitant to make his waking known.
Silence was his only reply.
He chewed on his lip for a moment before deciding to see how far he was allowed to roam and what information he could gather about the room he was in. First, he walked along the wall, hands sweeping the surface beside him. It was bleak, at least from the feeling. He soon learned that the fabric was not long enough from him to locate any other walls except for the one he was attached to. He returned to the doors and walked away from them in as straight of a line as he could without being able to see. He reached out to find something. Anything.
Nothing.
Jimin’s head pulled back as he reached the end of the line. He didn’t know where he was, how he got there, if there was anyone there with him, if he was alone, if he was in danger, or…
The air suddenly smelled sweet? Tasted sweet? Were his senses playing tricks on him?
Jimin took a deep breath and immediately began coughing. No, the air was definitely not normal anymore. It was thick, almost as if he had inhaled smoke, except there was no prickly sting clawing at his throat. He swiftly covered his nose and mouth, but he already felt the effects of whatever it was he had breathed. His consciousness was beginning to slip and the strength in his body diminished until he could no longer support his own weight. The final thing he was aware of was falling into someone’s arms and a kiss pressed to his lips.
When Jimin woke again, he could only hear the pounding of his own heart. He didn’t know exactly how long he lay in the dark, in the quiet. But he felt warm, almost uncomfortably so. It was almost like…arousal. Could it be—
Jimin jumped when he felt a soft touch run across his bare stomach. He hadn’t even realized that he was naked now.
“Jiminie~” a familiar voice purred in his ear, breath fanning over his neck, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
“Yoongi,” Jimin sighed in relief. “I had a feeling it was you.”
“Of course it was me. You’re my favorite.” Yoongi continued to draw swirling lines over Jimin’s skin, just barely touching him. With every brush, every breath, Jimin felt increasingly hotter. He felt like he should be sweating, but he wasn’t. By the time Yoongi’s hands reached his aching cock, Jimin was rolling his hips up for more.
“Seems like I’ve been neglecting you,” Yoongi pouted, “seeing how much you’re affected by just a little smoke.”
“You could take me every day for a year and I would still be like this.”
“Is that a request? I’d be more than happy to oblige. Think of how much I could spoil you.” Jimin could feel Yoongi’s lips ghosting over the shell of his ear as he was offered the proposition yet again.
“You know why I can’t.”
Yoongi tsked and pulled away, his touch disappearing. “You dance for the new king and his princes, acting as their party entertainment, but what do they give you?”
“I’m allowed to live. My father was labeled a traitor and executed, remember?”
“You can dance for me. You can live with me. I live lavishly enough, you won’t miss the decadence of the palace. And no one would come after you to kill you if you were already in the clutches of a demon.” Yoongi trailed his fingers up the length of Jimin’s cock. Teasing, taunting, tempting. Jimin’s breath hitched.
“Half-incubus. And if the king thought I was conspiring against him with someone demon-born, I’m sure he would send an army of demon hunters and priests your way.” Jimin didn’t need to see to know Yoongi was scowling bitterly.
“You’re ruining the fun, being serious all the time. Am I not allowed to dream or even jest around you?”
“You should join the king’s court then. Perhaps you’ll get to see my performances there.”
Yoongi hummed. “So you do have a sense of humor. Unfortunately, it’s my turn to reject you.” He finally wrapped his hand around Jimin’s cock to give it a few languid strokes, relishing the little gasps Jimin failed to stifle. “I would get too jealous.”
Suddenly, Yoongi grabbed Jimin by the waist and flipped him over. The blindfold was pulled taught so that Jimin could only sit on his knees, bent over, presenting himself like the girls working in the capitol’s pleasure houses. Jimin lost track of Yoongi’s touch. He couldn’t hear anything either. He was alone in the dark.
And then fingertips caressed his back. Just barely. If Jimin didn’t know Yoongi was there, he would’ve thought he was imagining it. He shuddered and pushed his hips up higher, wiggling his ass a little to get Yoongi’s attention.
“Impatient?”
“How long have I been breathing your smoke?”
“Hmm…long enough to start getting desperate, I suppose.”
“Please,” Jimin begged.
Yoongi was silent, hands disappearing again. Jimin strained to feel any sort of sensation. He needed to be touched. Used. Just as he was about to whine for Yoongi to stop teasing him, there was a loud crack, and Jimin felt fire spread across his skin.
Yoongi hungrily watched the red lines bloom. The shocked yelp that reverberated in the room and the intense jump in Jimin’s arousal was almost dizzying for Yoongi. He wanted more. He raised his arm and brought the whip down on Jimin’s back again. Jimin cried out. Again. Again. Again and again and again until Jimin’s back, sides, and ass were thoroughly abused and he was arched in pain, whimpering weakly. Yoongi breathed heavily, deeply inhaling the pleasure rolling off of Jimin in waves.
“Your little whines are so alluring,” Yoongi said after catching his breath. He grinned when he saw Jimin’s cock twitching and leaking onto the floor. He knelt down and brushed his fingers along the underside, feather-light, just how he liked to tease him. Jimin moaned loudly, and Yoongi nearly growled at the sight of Jimin’s pretty little hole clenching. “Do you like this that much? You’re practically begging to get filled.” He circled Jimin’s hole with his finger.
“Yoongi, please,” Jimin gasped. Yoongi harshly smacked the whip down on Jimin’s ass, drinking in another cry. He gently began kissing the spots he hit, taking his time. By the time he finished covering Jimin’s skin with soft kisses, Jimin was panting, pleading to get fucked. Yoongi shoved his fingers into Jimin’s mouth and hummed as Jimin eagerly began sucking, swirling his tongue around them. When they were sufficiently coated and wet, Yoongi knelt behind him and pushed them inside.
“Hmm? You’re quite loose. Were you their highness’ plaything for the past three days? A birthday present perhaps?”
“Yoongi.” Jimin pushed back on Yoongi’s fingers. Yoongi smirked and pulled his hand away.
“No, please! Yoongi, please, I need you inside me, please, I beg you.”
“Since you seem to want it so badly, I guess I have no other choice,” Yoongi said with mocked reluctance. He stood up and went to the corner of the room to spread a few drops of oil on his own hard cock. He returned to Jimin silently and took a moment to watch him desperately jerk himself off. Then, without warning, Yoongi knelt behind him and thrust inside. Jimin’s moans filled the room, and Yoongi could no longer control himself.
He pounded him mercilessly, animalistically. His mind could only focus on the lust that clouded his senses. At some point, he stood up and pulled Jimin to his feet. He wrapped his hand around Jimin’s throat, squeezing tightly, admiring the choked gasps that barely escaped his soft, plush lips. He continued fucking into Jimin. The blindfold was pulled taught, forcing Jimin’s head back, exposing more of his neck. Yoongi squeezed tighter, and Jimin clawed weakly at his arm. Yoongi didn’t let go, that wasn’t their signal. He rather liked the idea of being scratched.
Jimin couldn’t warn Yoongi of his orgasm. He nearly collapsed when he came, his cock messily shooting his cum into the air as he continued to get fucked. He tapped Yoongi’s hand gently, and Yoongi let go of his throat. Jimin coughed violently at the sudden intake of air. Though he held Jimin up, Yoongi didn’t slow his pace, not yet. He was still groaning at the intoxicating pleasure that exploded in the room when Jimin came. He was so close, so close.
When Jimin began to cry at the building overstimulation, Yoongi finally came. His hips stuttered erratically, and he filled Jimin with his seed. He panted against Jimin’s back. He would continue to be stimulated by the heady atmosphere of the room for a long while. He pulled out and proudly watched his cum drip from Jimin’s hole and onto the floor.
It took a moment for Yoongi to be able to start thinking through the haze in his mind, but as soon as he could, he helped Jimin lie down and easily slipped the blindfold off for him. He sat down next to him and let Jimin rest his head in his lap.
“I can’t sleep here. The parole guard will know I’ve been gone,” Jimin protested after catching himself starting to fall asleep.
“I promise when you wake, you will be back in your bed, and your sentinel will be none the wiser.”
Jimin nodded and closed his eyes again and absentmindedly hummed a tune the lyrist had played at the palace last night. “Oh,”—Jimin opened his eyes again and looked at Yoongi inquisitively—“why was I not able to remove the blindfold?”
“I bought magic silk from the local seamstress and had it enchanted with a binding rune from the witch who lives in the lake. And one of the leatherworker apprentices made the whip per my request, and that was enchanted with a weak flame rune. To make it sting more. All that running around town and paying for things and waiting…all for you.”
Jimin murmured his appreciation. Yoongi played with his hair, smoothing it down.
“Tell me, can the king or his princes ever compare to me?”
“Does that question deserve the grace of an answer?”
“If not live with me, run away with me. I’ll bring you freedom. With a few benefits on the side. How does that sound?” Yoongi weaved their fingers together.
“I can’t lie, it’s a tempting offer.” Jimin kissed the back of Yoongi’s hand. “But for your sake, I have to refuse.”
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Kinktober Day 1 - Orgasm Denial
Pairing: Taehyung/Jungkook
Genre: smutty smutty
Features: sub!jk, dom!th, light bondage, a couple toys
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Jungkook was tied to one of their kitchen chairs first thing in the morning. Arms secured behind the back of the chair, knees and ankles tied to the legs to keep him closing his own. Taehyung liked to keep Jungkook's chest free. He enjoyed seeing him curl into himself when the stimulation became overwhelming. But they were nowhere near that point. Not yet at least.
Taehyung had taken his time wordlessly tying the ropes. He even left Jungkook at the table while he made breakfast, setting a tone for the session, knowing Jungkook would be able to tell what they would be getting into. When he returned from the kitchen, Jungkook had fallen back asleep, and Taehyung couldn't help but grin at how cute he looked. He regained his composure before lightly running the tips of his fingers over Jungkook's morning wood until he woke up again. He fed Jungkook his breakfast, occasionally reaching down with his other hand to tease him. And now, Taehyung was rewarding him for finishing his meal.
He hummed in satisfaction. The sound of Jungkook panting was something he could listen to all day. Taehyung continued to tease the head of Jungkook’s cock, pressing a finger against the slit and tsked when a drop of precum dribbled out.
“Hmm~ You’re starting to leak a little,” Taehyung murmured in Jungkook’s ear. He wiped up the drop, and Jungkook obediently opened his mouth. Taehyung watched calmly as Jungkook lapped at his finger, sucking before releasing it. Taehyung continued to play lazily with Jungkook's cock. Every once in a while he would suddenly shift gears and pump Jungkook with more energy just to back off as quickly as he began. He admired Jungkook's futile squirms against the restraints. They were intermittent at first, but after several long minutes, Jungkook couldn't seem to hold still.
"H-hyung," Jungkook whimpered.
"Mmm?"
"Gonna…I'm—"
Taehyung immediately let go of Jungkook and watched his hips roll up into the air, listening to him gasp in frustration. “Not yet, sweetheart," he purred, "I have a present for you coming in tonight."
“T-tonight?”
“Yes, tonight. You’re gonna have to wait until then.” Taehyung began stroking Jungkook again, taking his time to draw out a low moan. And then he stopped. He brushed back Jungkook’s hair and planted a kiss on his forehead. “You know the rules?”
Jungkook nodded. “No touching.”
“Only me.”
“Only you.”
The hours passed by slowly for Jungkook. And Taehyung wasn’t helping in any way. On the contrary, he deliberately made it nearly impossible. Every so often, just as Jungkook’s horniness subsided, Taehyung would do something to rile him up again. This time, Jungkook was bent over a kitchen counter desperately grinding back against Taehyung’s fingers for the second time that day. And again, just as he felt himself approaching the edge, Taehyung pulled away.
Jungkook whined loudly. His balls felt unbearably tight after being edged multiple times over the course of eight hours. He had now gotten two hand jobs, two fingering sessions, one blow job, and one session where Taehyung played with just his nipples until he nearly came.
“No…not yet,” Taehyung warned, noticing Jungkook’s hand involuntarily reaching for his cock.
Jungkook groaned and put his hand on the counter again. “Hyung, please. I-I can’t wait any longer.”
“You can do it, I know you can. We’ve gone eight hours before. I know you can go four more, it’s not that much longer.”
Jungkook spluttered in disbelief. “Wha—easy for you to say! You’re not the one tha-ahh, haah!” Taehyung pushed his fingers back inside, thrusting mercilessly until Jungkook was a shaky mess. When Taehyung pulled his fingers out, Jungkook slumped weakly against the counter.
“Are you sassing me?”
“N-no. I’m sorry, hyung.”
Taehyung helped Jungkook stand up straight. He kissed him on the cheek. “Baby, is twelve hours too much for you?” His tone had softened. “If it’s too difficult right now, we can stop here and play with your gift another time.”
Jungkook felt a spur in his willpower. For some reason, hearing Taehyung say they could stop now only made him want to prove that he could keep going. “No, I can do it.”
“Are you sure?”
Jungkook nodded resolutely. Taehyung grinned at the spark of determination now lighting up Jungkook’s gaze. He nuzzled into his neck. “You’re hot when you’re competitive. I promise your gift will be worth it.”
Taehyung left Jungkook alone after that. By the time he finally pushed him down onto their bed, their kisses were filled with fervent lust. When Jungkook began to grind up for more, Taehyung sat up and instructed Jungkook to stay still while he left the room to get the present. He returned a few moments later with a bundle of rope, a vibrator, its sleeve attachment, and a small box. Jungkook stayed quiet as Taehyung tied him to the bed, watching him concentrate on his work. After he was moderately secured, Taehyung sat at the foot of the bed, facing away from Jungkook and began fiddling around with the box and the vibrator. Jungkook tried to peek at what he was doing, but he could only catch a glimpse of some wires being hooked up. After another minute or so, Taehyung turned around and presented the gift.
Jungkook was confused.
It was just the vibrator and a new butt plug, each hooked up to a small disk-shaped object that Jungkook had never seen before.
“What is it?” he asked.
Taehyung smirked. “You’ll see. But for now, let’s just warm up a bit, yeah?”
“I’ve been warming up for the past twelve hours,” Jungkook whined.
Taehyung just tsked and began stretching him open with his fingers again. Jungkook felt he could never get over how deep Taehyung’s fingers seemed to be able to reach. After Taehyung inserted the plug, he slid the sleeve over Jungkook’s cock and switched the vibrator on. Jungkook sighed happily. Taehyung just sat beside him, watching.
“Hyung, I-I’m probably gonna cum soon, did you wanna do something, or…”
Taehyung kissed Jungkook’s forehead with a grin. “I’m perfectly fine watching this time, sweetheart. I can take care of myself. You can just let yourself go and have fun.”
“O-oh, ok.” Jungkook wasn’t expecting that answer. Usually Taehyung would edge him a little more and fuck him roughly until they both came. But this was different. This was alright. And it didn’t take long for Jungkook to get lost in the buzz until it flooded his senses. Fuck, he wasn't going to last long at all. He pulled against the restraints with a moan. He was so close. So fucking close. After hours, and finally—
Everything stopped.
Jungkook looked at Taehyung, betrayed. But Taehyung hadn’t touched the vibrator.
“What…”
“Hmm?” Taehyung tilted his head in mock confusion. “What’s wrong?”
“How did you stop it?”
“What are you talking about?”
“It stopped!”
“I didn’t touch anything, sweetheart.”
“How are you—”
The vibrator whirred back to life. Lightly at first, but its intensity slowly increased until it eventually plateaued at the highest setting. By that time, Jungkook was gripping the sheets, getting pulled to the edge. Again.
And then it stopped.
Again.
Jungkook kicked his legs in frustration with a groan. “Hyung, please, what’s going on?”
Taehyung calmly considered his request for a moment. “Okay, I’ll tell you. I think you’ll have more fun if you know.” The vibrator turned on again. “That cute little butt plug you have inside you right now? It’s inflatable. Or at least, it’s now wired to this thing—” he held up the disk “—to sense pressure. Whenever you clench a certain amount, it sends a signal to the vibrator and it stops for a while before starting up again. The thing is…the closer you are to cumming, the harder you clench.”
Jungkook’s eyes widened in horror at the realization.
“So this little contraption,” Taehyung continued, trying to stifle a smirk at Jungkook’s reaction, “can keep you entertained for quite some time.”
“N-no, hyung, please, please, I’ll be good, I-I’ll—”
Taehyung shushed him gently. “This isn’t a punishment, Jungkookie,” he reassured. “Hyung wants to see how good you can be for me. Hyung wants you to show me how good you are at this. But we can always stop if you don’t want to though. I know you might not be mentally prepared for it yet since I did want to surprise you after all…”
Jungkook met Taehyung’s gaze intensely. “Challenge accepted, hyung.”
“Are you sure?”
Jungkook’s jaw tightened, and the vibrator turned off. He sighed loudly, arching his back just to drop down defeatedly onto the mattress. While he caught his breath, he nodded at Taehyung. “Did you set a timer, hyung?”
Taehyung smiled, proud. “Of course I did, sweetheart. Let’s break some records.”
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im so excite you're back wow! i was coming back to here read Whatever It Takes, and such a treat! can't read wait to read the yoonkook fic
WOW!!! I didn’t think anyone would remember me after like...2.5 years. Thank you so much for sending me a message, I’ve missed you guys so much🥺🥺
I’m glad you’re looking forward to WIT and ALLL~ I’m sorry you’ve had to wait for so long...I’m going to be redoing WIT on my ao3 (dw i’ll have updates here too). I kinda wanna change some things after looking back on it. Nothing too drastic tho!
And I’ve been SUPER pumped for this new yoonkook fic!!
I promise more good things are coming!
I’ve currently been wrapped up with kinktober on twt, but I’ll post all that here probably today huehuehue~
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Chapter 2 was uploaded for Kookie’s birthday!
Updates word count: 9.3k
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A Little Less Lonely
Pairing: Jungkook/Yoongi
Genre: University au, fluff, smut
Status: Chaptered, in the works, 4.8k
Summary: Jungkook landed his dream internship, but a couple months into juggling his academic responsibilities and a promising career, he felt hopelessly trapped and just…exhausted. He’s unhappy.
At the same time, Yoongi has overloaded himself with a doctorate, research, and teaching responsibilities, working himself to the bone in an attempt to forget someone who shouldn’t matter anymore. He’s lonely.
Maybe if their paths cross, they can be a little less unhappy, a little less lonely…
Warnings: Smut, some language, underage drinking (depending on where you live ig)
Moodboard by me
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A Little Less Lonely
Pairing: Jungkook/Yoongi
Genre: University au, fluff, smut
Status: Chaptered (2/?), 9.3k
Summary: Jungkook landed his dream internship, but a couple months into juggling his academic responsibilities and a promising career, he felt hopelessly trapped and just...exhausted. He's unhappy.
At the same time, Yoongi has overloaded himself with a doctorate, research, and teaching responsibilities, working himself to the bone in an attempt to forget someone who shouldn't matter anymore. He's lonely.
Maybe if their paths cross, they can be a little less unhappy, a little less lonely...
Warnings: Smut, some language, underage drinking (depending on where you live ig)
Moodboard by me
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Blog update
Heyo my lovelies~
I’m starting up my Twitter and AO3 and I’ve been posting some of my new works, wips, and some of my old stuff from here. I’ll update here whenever I post a fic on either platform. Feel free to follow me there too!
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I hope you guys are doing wonderful and shining through the city with a little funk and soul~ (i swear these boys will be the end of me i’m so damn happy)
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It’s been a while...
Hello my lovelies,
There’s a lot that’s been going on for the past few years, not to mention all the chaos recently. My last post to you all was wishing everyone a Happy New Year for the incoming of 2019, and my last fic/scenario was posted on November 4, 2018...wow.
I’ve been alright. I’ve been in college in a very time-stealing and stressful major, so I’ve had so many pressing deadlines all the time that I haven’t been able to engage in very many of my hobbies, writing included. Whatever little free time I had was used to sleep and mentally recover. Doing relatively nothing was a such rare commodity, that it was all I had the energy to do once I was done with my work.
That being said, my university has shut down for the remainder of the semester to keep it’s students safe from potentially getting infected with COVID-19 and all classes have moved online. This has actually massively reduced my work load, and I’ve been able to just sit, breathe, and enjoy the breeze. Despite the stressful situation outside, self-isolating isn’t such a big lifestyle change for an introvert, so my hope is that I can jump back into writing and bring you content that I’ve been waiting so long to make. And I hope that it can also help some of you pass the time and provide a little distraction if you need it.
I’ve really missed engaging with you all. I don’t know how many of you have also gotten busy with life and no longer visit this site or this blog, but I hope everyone is living well and safe.
Please send me some prompts! I want to warm up my fingers, stretch my imagination, and interact with you all. There are so many stories I want to tell you~
#send me a prompt#or any questions#i miss you all#stay safe and healthy#bts fanfic#bts fic#bts scenario#bts imagines#bts reaction#bts fluff#bts angst#bts smut#exo fanfic#exo fic#exo scenario#exo imagines#exo reaction#exo fluff#exo angst#exo smut
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새해복 만히 많이 받으세요~~
Happy New Year my lovelies!!
I hope this new year treats you all with kindness, but if not I hope for people who will, or both actually~ 😊💕
I feel a little bad about my slower activity, but I'm so so grateful for the warm welcome I recieve whenever I do post. It really does mean a lot, and I'm very happy that you all have stuck by me this year too.
It's been a little over 3 years since I started this blog, wow! Here's to the fourth! 🍾🥂🎆🎉🎊 (please drink responsibly)
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I actually dont know what will happen to my blog here. I'll update you guys when I have an idea of what to do, but itll probably be moving content potentially deemed unfit for the "new tumblr" onto AO3 so keep an eye out for that!
I currently dont have anything posted on AO3 but if you want to have a headstart and follow subscribe to me there, my username is the same as it is here!
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