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MAFIA

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader x Jeon Jungkook

Genre: Mafia!AU

Word Count: 2.06 k

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POV Taehyung

He almost silently approached his guard, who stood with his back to him. Taehyung pressed the gun to the guard's head causing him to exhale loudly. “Don't move,” Taehyung growled, snatching the phone from the guard's hand. “She’s in the basement,” he read aloud the message that his guard sent to an unfamiliar number. He grinned in disgust, he really couldn’t trust anyone around him. He threw the phone forcefully into a tree, breaking it.

“Boss...” the guard started to speak, but Taehyung hit him hard, causing him to lose consciousness. He took the handcuffs out of his pocket, chaining the guard to a tree. He took tape from his bag and covered the guard's mouth. He kicked the immobilized body, cursing mentally.

He wonders if there was anyone he could trust. He smiled, he knew two such people. It seems he could only trust people who threatened to kill him right to his face. Taehyung laughed quietly, remembering your and Jungkook’s threats towards him. For a second, he wondered if Jungkook was okay. Although knowing Jungkook, Taehyung could definitely not worry about him.

He was wondering, will you be angry if he kills absolutely everyone in this damn house? He grinned, thinking that perhaps you would be the first to arrest him. But he definitely won't mind.

He exhaled when he found himself in front of the estate. Even after all these years, this place made his body feel nauseous and tremble. Now he was glad that you didn’t go to the basement. That you didn’t see all the “training equipment” that his father used on him. How is it even possible that you would stay with him after everything he did... he would really like to believe in your words...

He continued to move inside, leaving behind only lifeless bodies covered in blood. He gripped the knife tighter as he stood in front of the open door to his bedroom. “I WILL KILL YOU,” he growled when he saw bloody bandages and traces of blood on the floor and bed indicating serious wounds. Apparently you were kept here. In any case, his father did it. If before he had doubts, now seeing your blood, they disappeared completely. Now he was glad that his father had turned him into a cruel and cold-blooded killing machine. “I hope you fully enjoy your creation, father...”

He headed to his father's office, killing everyone in his path. He froze when he heard the shutter click behind him. “Long time no see, son,” his father’s voice made everything inside him tighten into a knot. “I’m glad your training was not in vain,” his father laughed. Taehyung turned sharply, throwing the knife in his direction. Taehyung grinned as he hit his father in the shoulder, causing him to drop the gun from his hand. “Oh, you bastard!” his father growled. Taehyung threw a second knife, pinning his father's palm to the floor next to the gun. "How dare you..."

"What?" Taehyung grinned as he came closer. “Did you hope that I would fall at your feet and beg for mercy?” Taehyung laughed, pressing his foot against his father's bloody palm.

“Do you even know what my security will do to you?!”

"Security? What security? Taehyung asked while squatting down. “All your guards look about the same,” he said, pointing to the corpses in the corridor. “Besides...” Taehyung pulled the knife out of his father’s palm, stabbing knife a little higher from the previous wound. “Shouldn’t you have been better prepared? I’m kind of offended that you underestimate the result of your work so much,” Taehyung pointed at him. “I’m wondering,” Taehyung said, picking up the gun from the floor. “What did you even hope for by kidnapping the girl I love more than my life?” Taehyung asked, shooting at his father's knee, causing him to swear and gasp in pain, “How dare you even lay a finger on her?!” Taehyung growled, shooting his father's thigh after every word. “You know... after that day in Busan when you wounded Jungkook, there wasn't a moment when I didn't want to kill you. But I always lacked the courage. Thank you, father... for pressing that pain point , what gave me this courage,” Taehyung said as he stood up before shooting his father in the head.

Taehyung raised his head when he heard footsteps approaching down the corridor. The father's guards froze, looking first at Taehyung and then at his father's corpse. "What?" Taehyung chuckled. “Are you going to take revenge? Did you really get so much that you would lose your life because of someone who won’t even pay you back?” Taehyung laughed. “That’s what I thought.” Taehyung turned out to be when the guards lowered their weapons. “Clean up here” Taehyung kicked her father’s corpse.

He walked along the empty corridor towards the stairs leading to the attic. He thought that he would feel at least something after he had to kill his father. But no... There was nothing... Nothing at all... He froze in front of a large mirror, meeting his reflection, which made him shudder. And is he gonna appear in front of you like this? Fully covered in blood and with the empty glance of a killer. You were right... Now even he himself did not recognize the person who was looking at him in the reflection.

“If there's even a drop of your blood in here, I'll kick your ass.” He froze when he heard your voice behind him. His jaw tensed as he met your gaze in the reflection of the mirror. Taehyung shook his head, lowering his eyes to the floor. He was afraid to see disappointment or disgust in your gaze.

“Everything is fine,” you whispered. He exhaled as your arms wrapped around his waist, pressing against his back. He covered his face with his hands as tears filled his eyes. He fell to his knees, sobbing loudly. The love in your voice broke him completely. Even after what he did, even after who he was, you were still there. “It’s over,” you said, squeezing him tighter. He turned in your direction, scooping you into his arms. His brain stopped thinking. He clung to you desperately until his lips found yours. You stopped him, squeezing his face with your hands. “Wait,” you smiled. “I certainly don’t think anyone is still alive, judging by the way you look. But I would not want to stay in this place for a minute longer.”

POV You

You rolled your eyes when instead of going home, Taehyung took you to the hospital. You tried to calm him down while he was yelling at the doctors, who were petrified by his appearance and couldn’t help but take a step. You got out of bed and limped over to Taehyung, hitting him on the shoulder. “Stop threatening doctors with death.” you shouted

“Why did you get up?!” Taehyung shouted, picking you up. “You have two bullet wounds, you can’t walk!”

"That's it. Therefore, stop threatening my doctor and let him calmly treat me!”

“You heard her asshole. Well, quickly got together and cured my wife before I cut off your fingers one by one, idiot." Taehyung shouted at the doctor, who was trembling in fear, looking at Taehyung covered in blood from head to toe.

“Taehyung” you growled.

"Yeah baby?" Taehyung slowly turned to you smiling widely.

“You have an hour to get yourself back to normal if you don’t want to lose the status of my future husband” you glared at Taehyung before he ran out of your room knocking everyone and everything in his path. “Sorry, he’s a little nut” you smiled to the doctor, who was still trembling with fear.

No matter what they injected you with, you were not happy, because it knocked you out so much that you couldn’t come to your senses. You could hear Taehyung's voice threatening the doctors because you didn't wake up. Yeah, that crazy is your future husband! You chuckled, letting the medications drag you completely into the darkness.

POV Jungkook

Jungkook was restless until he got back to Seoul. After Taehyung said that you were in the hospital, everything was in a fog. He ran into the hospital, swooped down on the first doctor he came across with questions about you. He kept swearing under his breath because the damn elevator stopped at every floor. He ran into your room, practically knocking over the nurse who was leaving. He froze in the doorway when he saw Taehyung who was shouting at the doctor asking why you still hadn’t woken up even though a day had passed.

“Hyung...” Jungkook practically whispered, looking at you lying unconscious.

"She is alright!" Taehyung grabbed Jungkook as his legs gave way. “They gave her medicine so she could rest! They treated the gunshot wounds and...”

“Gunshot wounds?!” Jungkook grabbed Taehyung by the collar. “She was shot?! My sister was shot??????!!!!” He let go of Taehyung, turning towards the exit. “I'm gonna murder them all!” Jungkook growled.

“Too late,” Taehyung whispered, and Taehyung’s words made Jungkook freeze for the second time.

“Hyung..” Jungkook turned towards Taehyung who's looked at the floor. Jungkook quickly walked up to Taehyung hugging him. “It's okay, hyung. It's over." Jungkook squeezed Taehyung's trembling body tighter

Taehyung laughed quietly. “That you, that she...” Taehyung’s voice was filled with pain. “You two...why are you so worried about some killer?”

"Jerk!" Jungkook hit Taehyung on the back with his palm. “You did what you had to do to survive! So that she survives!” tears filled Jungkook's eyes.

“If it weren’t me, she wouldn’t have been wounded... If you hadn’t picked me up on the street then, neither you nor she would have been wounded!”

“Hyung!” Jungkook squeezed Taehyung's shoulders, shaking him hard. “No matter what you think, it’s all your father’s fault! Not you! Can you hear me, hyung! If I went back in time knowing what would happen, I would still choose to save you that evening!”

“You always were too kind, Jungkook,” grinned Taehyung.

“Have you two have a friendship reunion here while I'm passed out? Cute,” your voice made them both turn sharply in your direction.

"Babe"

“Nuna” Jungkook and Taehyung exclaimed at the same time. “Hyung!” Jungkook snorted in displeasure when Taehyung pushed him away and ran up to you.

“Sorry” Taehyung smiled at Jungkook.

“Nuna, how are you?” he asked coming closer.

“High,” you grinned. “But everything is fine.”

Jungkook practically rolled his eyes when you continued to only look at Taehyung. Not that he's surprised. “I’m actually here in front of you too, nuna! At least you could look for a second at your brother.” Jungkook snorted, plopping down on the couch next to your bed.

Jungkook chuckled as you reached for Taehyung's hand, squeezing it tightly. “Honestly, I'm fine!”

“Because of me...” Taehyung ran his fingers down your bandaged leg.

“Oh shut up...” you snorted causing Jungkook to laugh. “You cannot be held responsible for what your father did.”

“Oh, get a room...” Jungkook grinned, watching you and Taehyung look at each other. Jungkook got up from the sofa and headed towards the exit. “I’m superfluous here now, I’ll come back later” Jungkook nudged Taehyung closer to you before heading out the door.

He slid down the wall, covering his face with his hands. He barely restrained himself from bursting into tears when he heard your voice. You and Taehyung always worry him to death! He flinched when a hand squeezed his shoulder.

“As usual, you cry in private.” Taehyung ruffled his hair.

“Shouldn’t you be with nuna?”

“It seems like you need a nanny, not ______”

“I'm not a child.” Jungkook removed Taehyung's hand from his hair.

Taehyung sat down next to Jungkook quietly in his shoulder. “Okay, okay... whatever you say”

"What are you going to do? It looks like there's going to be a mess soon, they're unlikely to leave you alone.” Jungkook looked at Taehyung.

“This is why you should take _____ back to America!” Taehyung rested his head against the wall

Jungkook laughed. "Oh really? Force her to do something against her will? Good luck with that, I’m not going to die yet.”

“If you stay, you will be in danger. Those who want to harm me will hunt you too!”

“Then we need to start hunting them earlier!” Jungkook chuckled

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#bts #bts x reader #bts x y/n #bts x you #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts v #bts jungkook #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader #taehyung x you #taehyung x y/n #jungkook x you #jungkook x y/n #bts mafia au

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End of the game...

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Kim Taehyung

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.9 k

Warning: BL story

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“Jungkook” Taehyung’s loud voice made him scared, losing his balance and landing right in the pool. "Are you hot?" Taehyung smiled widely looking at Jungkook who was fully dressed.

“Yeah, something like that,” Jungkook snorted displeasedly. He climbed out of the pool, trembling from the chilly air. And how that happened, he scolded himself. His dirty thoughts went too far, which is why he was so scared by the sudden appearance of Taehyung. “You’re something wanted or just appeared to scare me"

“Scare you,” Taehyung grinned, looking at him from head to toe. “And also to say that Yoongi is calling everyone to dinner.”

Jungkook pulled off his wet hoodie with T-shirt, throwing them on the floor, approaching the chaise longue on which the towel lay. Jungkook froze as Taehyung approached his back. He shuddered at the hot breath he felt on his cold skin. This time his trembling was not caused by the cold. Taehyung's arms wrapped around Jungkook's waist, causing every muscle in his body to tense. "What are you doing, hyung?" Jungkook almost whispered.

“Am I doing something?” Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook winced because he could feel Taehyung's lips on his neck.

Jungkook moaned barely audibly as Taehyung's hot tongue ran along his back and up to his neck. Everything inside Jungkook clenched into a tight knot, but before he could say anything, Taehyung turned around and left, leaving him alone. He laughed quietly. He had lost count of how many times Taehyung had done this to him, causing him to go crazy.

Jungkook was the one who succumbed to the drunken desire first... but Taehyung... Taehyung pushed him to the limit every time. “Fuck...” Jungkook growled, heading towards his bedroom. He quickly sent a message to Yoongi, saying that he would miss dinner. He grinned, it would be difficult to explain why there was a rock hard-on sticking out of his pants.

He moaned when he cum once again while standing under the hot water. But he was still hard. He rolled his eyes as he turned off the water. Sleep! Sleep will help him... maybe. Although who was he kidding... He pulled on his pajama pants, heading to the bedroom.

“Your shower was long, but it doesn't seem like whatever you were doing was helping you,” Taehyung's voice made him wince. He shook his head when he saw Taehyung lying on his bed.

“Taehyung” Jungkook exhaled, leaning on the door. “Today you decided to scare me every time you appear near me?”

Taehyung laughed as he sat down on the edge of the bed. “No,” Taehyung shook his head, looking down at the floor.

“Taehyung” Jungkook exhaled, feeling a new wave of heat fill his body.

“I want you... For real... I want to have sex with you.” Taehyung lifts his heavy gaze to Jungkook, causing Jungkook to swallow loudly. “Let’s finish our game.”

“This was never a game, hyung.” Jungkook whispered, taking a step towards Taehyung, when Taehyung stood up from the bed. He pressed Taehyung's lips hungrily, falling back into the bed with him. Taehyung's fingers dug into his skin. It was a madness in which they both lost. Jungkook pulled away from Taehyung, meeting his gaze. “We’re both guys...”

“You realized it just now.” Taehyung chuckled

“One of us has to... I'm nervous...” Jungkook clenched his jaw. He couldn't even finish the sentence.

Taehyung pushed him in the chest, ending up on top of Jungkook. “Do you want to put it in me?” Taehyung asked, taking off his shirt before throwing it on the floor. “Or do you want me to put it in you?”

Jungkook sat up running his tongue over Taehyung's chest, lightly biting his nipple. “I want to put it in you, if you don’t mind,” Jungkook moaned, running his fingers along Taehyung’s crotch, pressing on his entrance, through his jeans. He unzipped Taehyung’s pants, continuing to lick Taehyung. “Fuck, hyung, you’re so sexy,” Jungkook moaned as he pulled Taehyung’s pants off. And what was he going to do, Jungkook almost laughed out loud to himself. He turned Taehyung onto his back and laid him on the bed, completely getting rid of Taehyung's pants. “If you're not ready, let's stop right now. Then I won’t be able to stop myself if you change your mind in middle.” Jungkook growled, sending his pants to the floor in a pile of Taehyung’s things.

Taehyung ran his fingers over Jungkook's face before pulling Jungkook into his lips. Their tongues intertwined, eagerly wanting each other. Jungkook rested himself on Taehyung's shoulder, running his hand over Taehyung's dick. “I think we need this,” Taehyung said, handing Jungkook a tube of lube and condoms.

“You really meant it,” Jungkook whispered. The fact that Taehyung had thought of everything made Jungkook even more nervous. Even what Taehyung did near the pool was not accidental. It would have happened today anyway. Jungkook moved down Taehyung’s body , licking it and leaving red marks from bites and hickeys.

“You decided to eat me, didn't you?” Taehyung grinned as Jungkook sank his teeth into him.

“Yes,” Jungkook moaned, running his fingers along Taehyung's length. “I want to eat you.” Jungkook ran his tongue along the head of Taehyung's dick, causing Taehyung to arch up and groan. He had no idea what he was supposed to do, not that he had never received a blowjob. But now he was the one who did, should he just do what he likes himself? He ran his tongue along the entire length of Taehyung's dick, going down to his balls. He licked and sucked on Taehyung's balls while his hand continued to slide on Taehyung's dick, making Taehyung loud moaning with every movement. He wanted to lick every inch of Taehyung's dick. Taehyung's fingers fisted his hair as Jungkook took Taehyung's dick into his mouth. Jungkook let the head slowly slide into his mouth, each time moving lower down Taehyung's length. Jungkook's jaw ached as Taehyung's hips began to involuntarily rise towards him, sliding deep into his mouth.

Taehyung held out Jungkook's hair, making him meet his gaze. “Turn to me, I want to touch you too,” Taehyung moaned, thrusting into Jungkook’s mouth.

Jungkook sat on the bed, leaning his back against the wall. “Turn your ass towards me,” Jungkook said, pulling Taehyung's hand towards him. He ran his fingers along Taehyung's tight hole. He would have to try hard if he wanted to get his cock in there. He sunk his teeth into Taehyung's ass as Taehyung ran his tongue along his cock. Jungkook lifted the lube, squeezing some of it onto his fingers. Jungkook's fingers slowly spread the lube all over Taehyung's ass. He continued to press on Taehyung's tight hole until finally the tip of his finger could slide in. Jungkook added more lube, continuing to press only the tip of his finger inside Taehyung Jungkook slid his finger all the way into Taehyung, making Taehyung growl. Jungkook hugged Taehyung's hips, preventing Taehyung from pulling forward. Jungkook left kisses on Taehyung's buttocks, remaining motionless inside his ass. Jungkook moaned at how hard Taehyung was clenching around his finger. “Are you okay?" Jungkook moaned as he ran his hand over Taehyung's dick.

Taehyung shook his head, returning his mouth to Jungkook's cock. Jungkook began to slowly move his finger inside Taehyung until he felt Taehyung's muscles relax a little. He grinned as his finger slid into Taehyung's ass with ease and Taehyung's hips began to move slightly to meet each thrust. He pressed a second finger onto Taehyung's anus, causing Taehyung to freeze. “Fuck hyung...” Jungkook moaned as Taehyung squeezed his fingers hard. “You're squeezing so tight around my fingers.” Jungkook continued to leave gentle kisses on Taehyung's ass while Jungkook's other hand caressed Taehyung's dick. “Lie down next to me, I think it will help you relax,” Jungkook said, pulling Taehyung towards him. Jungkook pressed Taehyung's back to his chest , tossing Taehyung's leg onto his thigh. Jungkook moaned, pressing kisses into Taehyung's neck. Jungkook pushed Taehyung's ass with his fingers again, making Taehyung moan. Jungkook's fingers began to move faster as Taehyung's moans became louder. Jungkook pressed Taehyung tightly against his chest, keeping Taehyung from will move away from him.

“Jungkook stop...slow down...fuck” Taehyung moaned heavily as he came.

“Fuck, hyung, that was so sexy.” Jungkook stood between Taehyung's legs, spreading them wide. He put on a condom, squeezing a lot of lube onto his cock. Jungkook rested his head against Taehyung's tight hole. Jungkook growled as the head slid inside.

“Just do it,” Taehyung moaned. Jungkook thrust his hips halfway into Taehyung’s ass. Jungkook hissed along with Taehyung as Taehyung squeezed his cock hard. “Fuck, why the hell is your dick so big?!” Taehyung growled

“It hurts, hyung.” Jungkook practically whined. “Relax, hyung.” Jungkook stroked Taehyung’s dick, hoping that the pleasure would help Taehyung relax.

“I’m sure it doesn’t hurt as much as it does to me!” Taehyung hit Jungkook in the shoulder, making him grin. Taehyung moaned as Jungkook began to slowly move his hips, making shallow thrusts.

Jungkook closed his eyes stopping when he fully entered Taehyung. Jungkook's head was spinning with pleasure, he definitely shouldn't lose control of himself. Jungkook opened his eyes and smiled when he met Taehyung's worried gaze. "Are you okay?"

“Isn’t that what I should be asking you, hyung?” Jungkook ran his fingers along Taehyung's cheek. Jungkook moved his hand to Taehyung's dick, quickly moving along its length. Jungkook growled as Taehyung moaned loudly as he came, clutching his cock tightly inside. Jungkook pulled his cock out of Taehyung's ass, adding more lube. Jungkook slowly thrust his entire length into Taehyung, this time without stopping. Taehyung continued to curse when Jungkook did it again.

Jungkook couldn't hold back his moans. Every time his cock entered completely, Taehyung squeezed it hard before relaxing. This was even better than every time he fantasized about it. “The poor girls who slept with you... did they even survive after that bat you call a dick?”

“I’ll give you a chance to check it out in person, hyung.” Jungkook groaned as he started to move faster. Taehyung's laughter turned into loud moans. Jungkook turned Taehyung onto his side, throwing one of Taehyung's legs over Jungkook's shoulder. “Fuck...” Jungkook growled, because Taehyung looked incredibly hot in this position. Jungkook sank his teeth into Taehyung's ankle as his thrusts became harder. “I’m so close...” Jungkook moaned as he fucked Taehyung hard. Jungkook turned Taehyung over, bringing Taehyung to his knees in front of him.

“You... fuck... moron... stop spinning me on your dick!!” Taehyung growled

Jungkook dug his fingers into Taehyung's hips, quickly pounding into him. Jungkook moved forward, pressing Taehyung into the mattress as Taehyung tried to pull forward, preventing Jungkook from entering all the way. “Hyung, you take my cock so well!”

Taehyung moaned loudly as he came, squeezing Jungkook's cock tightly, making him cum too... a trembling of intense pleasure passed through Jungkook's body. Jungkook fell forward onto Taehyung, pinning him to the mattress. Jungkook smiled when he felt that Taehyung's body was also shaking. “I'm glad you liked it, hyung..” Jungkook moaned while kissing Taehyung. “I didn’t even think that you could cum just from my dick in your ass” Jungkook ran his tongue along Taehyung’s neck.

“Shut up, idiot,” Taehyung snorted and Jungkook laughed.

“It still feels like this is just one of my dreams...” Jungkook whispered, resting his forehead on Taehyung’s shoulder. Jungkook moaned along with Taehyung as he pulled his cock out of Taehyung. Jungkook quickly got rid of the condom before falling back into the bed, gripping Taehyung into his arms.

“It definitely wasn’t a dream,” Taehyung smiled, kissing Jungkook.

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More Kim Taehyung x Jeon Jungkook:

Everything that you dream about (smut)

It’s just a game (BL smut)

My turn! (BL, smut)

Secret sign! (smut)

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#bts #bts jungkook #bts taehyung #jeon jungkook #kim taehyung #jungkook bts #Taehyung bts #bts jk #bts v #bts taekook

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iamyoursinblog · 4 months

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M A N I A C

Summary:

You are dating sweet, gentle and quiet guy. But is it so?

Kim Namjoon

“Hey idiot stop staring at my ass!” you shouted at the guy who had been following you throughout your entire workout, continuing to stare at you like a pervert. You smiled with relief when you saw behind that pervert your boyfriend who walking towards you.

Namjoon grabbed the dumbbell, hitting the guy who was standing in front of you with force. Namjoon crouched down, giving several more blows to the guy's head, whose body lay lifeless in a pool of blood. “Namjoon-na,” you said barely audibly, your voice trembling with fear. You looked at your boyfriend with your eyes wide open in fear. It seemed like your heart even stopped beating when you turned your gaze to the dumbbell in Namjoon’s hand with blood dripping from it.

“Oh, that idiot...how did he even look at something that belongs to me?” Namjoon snorted as he stood up, throwing the dumbbell on the floor. “Babe, are you okay? Did he really scare you?” Namjoon asked, smiling sweetly at you. You stood in a complete daze of fear due to the behavior of your “calm” boyfriend.

Min Yoongi

“I don’t advise you to touch me,” you grinned at the guy who continued to flirt while trying to hug you.

"Or wh…"

You winced as blood splashed onto your face. Your jaw clenched as you watched the body in front of you stain the floor with blood. You looked up at Yoongi, who was calmly wiping the blood from the knife.

“Honey... it seems you forgot that I told you that I would kill anyone who dares to touch your body,” a smirk appeared on his lips as he met your gaze.

You chuckled leaning on the wall behind you. “No... I remember this part very well!” You said laughing quietly, wiping drops of blood from your face.

Kim Seokjin

Everything inside you screamed for you to run as far as possible, but your body did not listen because of fear. You stood in the middle of the hall, watching as Seokjin hit blow after blow, turning the guy’s face into a bloody mess. You practically stopped breathing the moment Seokjin grabbed the guy by the hair, knocking him to the floor, who left a slap on your ass calling you a “great whore.”

"How. Dared. You. Touch. My. Girlfriend!” Seokjin growled with every blow. Seokjin stood up from the guy before turning towards you, making you flinch. You slowly backed away in shock as Seokjin wiped the blood from his hands with a smile. “Don't worry baby, that filthy animal won't bother you anymore.”

He approached you, but you shuddered, pressing your back against the wall when he extended his hand to you. He smiled at you, gently moving a strand of hair behind your ear. His calmness and tenderness towards you, making you fear him even more after what he did.

Jung Hoseok

Fear gripped your body, preventing you from moving. You stood in the middle of the forest, not far from the campsite where you were coming for the weekend with your fiancé, gasping for breath, trying to take your next breath.

You watched with your mouth open as your “sweet and kind” boyfriend, laughing, continued to stab the guy who tried to kiss you while you were walking alone in the forest after dinner.

Hoseok looked up at you, and you yourself didn’t understand how the next moment you were already running through the dark forest at full speed. You squealed as a bloody hand appeared out of nowhere and grabbed your throat. Hoseok pinned you against a large tree, squeezing your throat tightly, preventing you from breathing. “Ah, my babygirl,” Hoseok pressed you with his body, and your body trembled even more from fear when you felt how hard-on he was. “How do you know that catch-up is my favorite game?” Hoseok laughed softly in your ear, running his tongue along your cheek.

Park Jimin

You backed away down the dark alley, unable to stop shaking with fear. You looked at Jimin in shock, who was completely covered in the blood of the guy who had been flirting with you all evening.

“Oh...fuck,” Jimin laughed, getting up from his squat. “And how did such a piece of trash even dare to look in the direction of my girlfriend?” Jimin kicked the lifeless body.

“Don’t come closer…” you could barely coax out these words in a voice trembling with fear.

“Mmmm baby...” Jimin’s quiet laugh made your blood turn into ice. Jimin closed the distance between you in two steps, covering your mouth with his hand as you screamed in fear. You could feel the still warm blood in Jimin's hands. "Baby why are you acting like you're afraid of me?" He asked with a smile as your eyes filled with tears.

Kim Taehyung

You went out into the fresh air at a boat party in honor of your new book. But the guy who pestered you, despite the fact that you spent the whole evening next to your fiancé, followed you out.

“Fuck, what exactly do you not understand about the phrase *I’m engaged and here with my fiancé*, moron?” you pulled your hand out of the grip of the drunk guy who continued to talk nonsense.

“Fuck this quiet nerd who blushes at your every word.” the guy grabbed your hand again, placing it on his dick protruding from his pants. “My dick will give you much more pleasure than boring sex with your nerd boyfriend...”

You squealed as a stream of hot blood sprayed out over your face from the guy’s neck. But what shocked you even more, was your fiancé who standing behind this guy.

“What a trash,” Taehyung said calmly, throwing the knife and the guy’s body into the ocean before turning in your direction. You fell to the floor as your legs refused to hold you up, fear filling every cell of your body.

“What...” you looked at your fiancé in shock. A calm and caring guy who wouldn't touch an ant had just, without any hesitation, mercilessly slit a man's throat and thrown the corpse into the ocean. And now Taehyung stood in front of you, still smiling sweetly and looking at you tenderly as usual.

“Sweetheart,” Taehyung took off his shirt, wiping the blood from your face and neck. “Oh, just look at this, that moron got you dirty,” Taehyung said displeased, as if a drink had been spilled on you instead of you being covered in blood. “Thank God we have another dress to you. Come on, I’ll help you change,” Taehyung said smiling broadly at you.

Jeon Jungkook

“Baby, baby, baby...” you heard Jungkook’s cheerful voice approaching your direction, instilling a primal fear in you. You watched through a barely noticeable gap in the door as he walked along the long corridor of an empty house, leaving bloody footprints of his bare feet on the floor. “Where is my kiss? I was such a good fiancé today!”

And how a romantic evening with your fiancé in a country house turned into a bloody mess. You were shocked when you walked into the living room. Everything around was decorated with candles and red roses... and in the middle of the room you saw Jungkook, whose hands were covered in blood up to his elbows with a knife in his hands, and sat on the motionless body of a guy. *Now you can go to work in peace*, Jungkook laughed turning the guy’s face in your direction. You gasped in shock, letting go of your bag and bottle of wine when you realized that this was the guy who was bothering you at work, pestering you and making vulgar compliments.

You covered your mouth with your hands, trying not to make a sound, even though how much you were shaking in fear, when Jungkook walked past the room in which you were hiding. You tried to take steps back as quietly as possible, hoping to get out of here.

"Found u!" Jungkook whispered and you felt his hot breath on the back of your neck.

REACTIONS:

Wrong time!

Smirk

That dress!

Enemies

KISS

Peeping

Just dance

Simple plea

Bossy

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iamyoursinblog · 4 months

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Miss u...

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.4 k

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He was returning to the hotel after the concert. And why did he miss you so much today? Or he was just very tired and wanted to be in your arms, which heals him. Although it is unlikely that he would have been able to remember that he wanted to hug you if he had seen you... He grinned as the desire passed through his body with heat. He wonders if he asks you, will you send him some picante photos? he thought as he stepped out of the elevator.

He snorted when he smelled your perfume. One of the new managers wore the same perfume as you, which angered him every time. It made him miss you even more. Maybe we should just prohibit the manager from using this perfume? Perhaps he can say that he has an allergy... He shook his head at his stupid thoughts.

He entered the room and froze when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom. He mixed up the rooms, he looked around in surprise, but there were his things around. Was he really so sleepy in the morning that he didn’t turn off the water, he thought as he threw his bag on the bed. He opened the door to the bathroom and stopped...

“Am I dreaming?” he gasped in surprise when he saw you. Even if it was a hallucination, he didn't care. He quickly walked up to you, hugging you tightly.

“Yoongi” you laughed as he pushed you against the wall, ending up underwater fully clothed. "What if I'm just a figment of your imagination?"

“I don’t care” He pressed his lips to yours.

He tried so hard to hold back... Not showing you how much he missed you while being so far away so that you wouldn't worry. But now you were there. Finally he could feel that he was breathing. He hit you like a tsunami, wanting to possess every inch of your body. “Yoongi” you moaned from his caresses. He missed so much the sound of his name falling from your lips with moans. “Wow... did you miss me that much?” you giggled at his actions.

“Baby, I miss you even when you go into the next room for more than 5 minutes.” Yoongi smiled widely, making you laugh

“Hmm... strange... I don’t remember that I received even one message that you missed me,” you snorted, slightly pushing him away.

"And what? Now I’m not allowed to touch you?” Yoongi chuckled as he took a step back.

“And will you listen to me?” you laughed.

"Of course not!" He pushed you against the wall again. You knew him too well. He groaned as you slid your hand into his pants, cupping his cock. “Fuck, I missed you so much,” he moaned as you ran your hand along his length.

He pulled down his pants, turning you to face the wall. You moaned as he left a smack on your ass before pushing his full length into you. He rested his forehead against your back, groaning loudly. So wet and hot. “Fuck, Yoongi,” you growled at his too fast pace.

“Sorry, my little bird, I don’t think I can hold back this time,” he continued to pound into you with hard thrusts. For the first time he was obsessed only with his own desire. Not even 10 minutes had passed when he pulled out of you, cumming over your ass.

You laughed, resting your forehead against the wall. "Wow... this is something new"

“Stop laughing at me,” he hugged you, resting his chin on your shoulder. “I was going crazy here every day because of one of our managers.”

“Are you now saying that while I was away, you were crazy about another girl?” You snorted in displeasure.

He squeezed you tighter with his hands when you tried to push him away. “Sorry, I'm an idiot. Pleasure turned off my brain!” Yoongi turned you around to face him, hugging you again. “It’s just that this manager wears the same perfume as you, making me think about you 24/7. And these thoughts about you drove me crazy"

“Your mouth talks too much, Yoongi!” You said, squeezing his jaw with your fingers. “I’m sure you’ll find a more useful use for it!” You said, spreading your legs wider. He laughed quietly, kneeling in front of you.

“It seems like I've been away for too long,” Yoongi said, running his tongue along your crotch. “Where did my dear bird get this commanding tone from?” he asked, sucking on your clit before squeezing it with his teeth, causing you to rest your hands on his shoulders.

“Daddy...” you whispered, breathing heavily.

“That’s better, my little bird. Now turn around, bend over with your legs spread wide, and open yourself with your arms so that your daddy can have a good look at what belongs to him!” Yoongi growled, and you immediately obeyed him. He leaned forward, running his tongue along your folds, open to his caresses. He ran his hands down your legs before squeezing your ass. He squeezed your hips as you nearly fell forward. “Put your palms on the floor,” he said. He wrapped his arms around your waist, causing your hips to rest on his shoulders, lifting your legs off the floor. His face pressed into your crotch, caressing your wet pussy with his tongue. He moaned as you leaned back on one hand, ran the other hand over his penis. “Fuck,” Yoongi growled, letting go of you. He helped you to your feet before getting up himself, getting rid of his wet clothes. He turned off the water and grabbed your hand, heading towards the bedroom.

“Shall we continue?” Yoongi grinned as you bit your lip, looking hungrily at his body. He pushed you onto the bed, giving you a wide view of your thighs, pressing your knees into the mattress next to your shoulders. You moaned when he slid his tongue into your leaking hole.

“I want your cock,” you moaned. “Please, daddy...please.”

“You ask so sweetly, how can I say no,” Yoongi said, lying on the bed with his back, pulling your hips towards his face. You leaned forward, running your tongue along his cock as he licked your pussy. “Missed me that much?” Yoongi grinned, groaning at how greedily you sucked his cock.

“Mmmhh,” you moaned while his cock was still deep in your mouth. Your thighs shook as his tongue circled your clit and his fingers fucked you. Your loud moan vibrated against his cock as you finish on his tongue. Yoongi stood up from the bed pulling you along with him. He bent you over the bed, thrusting into you harshly. “Fuck... that feels so good,” you moaned.

He grabbed your wrists, pulling you towards him, causing your body to hang over the bed. He pounded hard into you, almost going crazy with pleasure. He let go of you when your legs began to shake violently, allowing you to fall into the bed. He climbed onto the bed, squeezing your thighs with his knees before slamming into you again. Because of this pose, you were even tighter than before. He growled as he continued to make long thrusts into you. “Fuck, I can cum just from these sounds,” Yoongi growled. Each of his thrusts caused you to moan loudly and slap your ass. These sounds were music to his ears.

“Fuck... I’m so close,” you gasped in pleasure as his thrusts became faster.

“Fuck... Fuck... FUCK" Yoongi moaned loudly as you squeezed him hard, lost in your orgasm. "Fuck this feels so good!..." Yoongi growled loudly, giving a few more hard thrusts before pulling out his cock, cumming over your back.

He fell forward, holding your body tightly in his arms. Covering your body with kisses. He cursed as his phone continued to beep with incoming notifications. He turned to pull the bag from the edge, taking out his phone.

"What's wrong, baby?" you asked as he cursed as he unlocked the phone.

“You just arrived, and we’ve already been caught,” Yoongi laughed when he showed you a message from his manager, who was in the next room: *Sounds like your girlfriend came to see you!*

You laughed, turning to face Yoongi, hugging him again. “Advise him to change his room if he doesn’t want to hear for the next few days how glad you are that your girlfriend came to see you.”

Yoongi laughed while kissing you, “That’s my girl!”

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More Kim Namjoon x Reader:

Rabbit hole (smut)

I love you! (fluff)

Important question (smut)

Close the door! (smut, pwp)

Ice queen (smut)

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#bts #namjoon x reader #bts x reader #namjoon x you #bts x you #namjoon x y/n #bts x y/n #bts rm #bts namjoon #bts kim namjoon #kim namjoon #namjoon #namjoon bts #rm #rm bts

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iamyoursinblog · 4 months

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Secret sign!

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader x Kim Taehyung

Genre: smut

Word Count: 0.8 k

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Jungkook's smirk sent a chill down your spine. Oh, it’s unlikely you’ll be able to walk tomorrow. Every time such a night tore you to pieces. The nights they were lost in their passion. You looked at the secret sign that Taehyung sent to Jungkook and you. Taehyung looked at you as if silently asking ‘you know what this means, right’.

"Are you okay?" asked Namjoon, who was sitting between Taehyung and Jungkook.

“You seem to have turned pale” Hoseok looked at you with concern.

“It’s okay,” you practically whispered as Taehyung tried to hide his smirk.

All day, your thoughts were filled with Taehyung's secret sign. Everything was in a fog. You returned home and your legs practically gave out when you smelled a mixture of Taehyung and Jungkook perfumes in the hallway. You pressed your forehead against your front door, trying to cope all your strength to open the door and walk inside to be torn apart by these two men. Just the thought of it sent chills running through your body from head to toe. You opened the door and went inside.

You heard a conversation coming from the kitchen. You walked slowly down the corridor, not daring to show your presence. You took a deep breath and crossed the threshold of the kitchen. Fuck, you cursed, mentally leaning on the wall behind you. Taehyung and Jungkook stood in the middle of the kitchen discussing something. Their appearance was so sinful that you could cum just looking at them. Shirtless, jeans and barefoot. A warm, dim light that played on their bodies.

“I already thought that you ran away,” Jungkook laughed quietly.

“I can’t say that this thought wasn’t in my head,” you answered.

“And yet you are here,” Taehyung smiled widely, filling the third glass of wine.

“Mmm, and yet here I am,” you whispered, taking the glass of wine in Taehyung’s hand, but he didn’t let go of it.

“Don't you think this greeting is too cold?” Taehyung moved a glance with Jungkook.

“Definitely too cold,” Jungkook shook his head.

Taehyung tugged at your hand “Baby we missed you too much” Taehyung practically moaned as he squeezed you in his arms. “You have no idea how torture it is for us to pretend to be just friends in front of everyone.” Taehyung squeezed your hair before pressing his lips to yours.

You felt Jungkook press his hard cock into your ass before running his tongue along your neck. You moaned into Taehyung's lips, their actions causing the fire inside of you to burn through you. “Especially when you wear skirts like that,” Jungkook growled in your ear, lifting your skirt up to your waist. “Every time I see your juicy ass covered in that piece of fabric, I can barely stop myself from bending you over the table and spanking you.” Jungkook slapped your ass, making you moan into Taehyung's mouth. Jungkook's fingers dug into your hair before breaking your kiss with Taehyung, placing your lips on his.

Your head was spinning, there were always too much of them. You felt Taehyung practically tearing off your buttons trying to unbutton your shirt as quickly as possible. Jungkook's hands joined Taehyung's as Jungkook's tongue continued to caress your mouth. You moaned when in less than a minute you found yourself completely naked between the bodies of Jungkook and Taehyung.

“Perfect,” Taehyung growled, running his hand over your body.

“I love it when you're naked,” Jungkook moaned, leaving a bite on your shoulder.

You ran your fingers along the waistband of Taehyung's jeans. “I also love it when you are naked. But you both always have so many clothes on"

“Don’t worry baby,” Taehyung’s quiet laugh made everyone’s insides turn. "That's about to change"

You bit your lower lip with your teeth, holding back a groan as you watched Taehyung’s slender fingers unbutton his jeans. Jungkook's hands pressed down on your shoulders, bringing you to your knees between him. You gulped loudly as Taehyung pulled his dick out of his unbuttoned jeans.

“You’ll be an obedient girl, won’t you?” Jungkook slid his thumb into your mouth, pressing against your tongue. You closed your lips, sucking Jungkook’s finger. You sunk your teeth into Jungkook's skin, causing him to abruptly remove his hand.

Jungkook gripped your hair tightly, lifting your face up. “When have I ever been obedient?” you chuckled.

“This is exactly the answer I was hoping for!” Taehyung laughed, thrusting forcefully into your mouth. You couldn’t breathe as stinging tears rolled down your cheeks while Taehyung keeps fucking your mouth mercilessly. Taehyung gripped your hair, pushing the entire length into your mouth, not allowing you to push him away. Everything inside burned from every painful spasm that squeezed your throat. You felt hot cum run down your throat as Taehyung growled loudly. You fell forward with your palms on the floor when Taehyung finally let you go by taking a step back. The drool mixed with sperm continued to drip from your mouth as you greedily swallowed air.

“Baby, you look so sexy right now that I could cum just looking at you.” Jungkook ran his fingertips along your spine, sending a shiver through your body. “But your mouth is much better for this.” Jungkook’s hand wrapped around your waist, lifting you up back to your knees.

Your tears prevented you from seeing clearly, blurring everything around you, when Jungkook stepped in front of you. You ran your tongue over the head of Jungkook’s cock, making him moan softly. Your tongue slowly slid along the entire length of Jungkook's cock. You moaned as Jungkook's fingers gently ran along your cheek, removing the hair that stuck to your wet skin.

They were two sides of the same coin. When Taehyung showered you with cruelty, Jungkook gave you tenderness, and vice versa. They broke you down and put you back together every time.

You felt Taehyung kneel behind you, pressing his chest against your back. You continued to lick and lightly suck on Jungkook's head, making him practically whine for more. “Oh baby, was I really that cruel that you torturing Jungkook like that” Taehyung whispered in your ear. “As usual, you don’t think about the consequences at all, do you?" Taehyung said and you chuckled, finally slowly lowering your mouth onto Jungkook’s full length, letting him slide down your throat.

“Fuck,” Jungkook growled, clenching his fists tightly. You smiled as the hot cum shot into your mouth. Just look at the limit he was at, you thought, as Jungkook practically fell to his knees next to you, pressing you against his body covered in sweat. You were trapped between their hot bodies. You moaned silently when their hard dicks pressed against your body on both sides.

“Ahh...” you sighed as the cold lube filled your ass. Taehyung's fingertip slowly circled your hole, slipping slightly inside. You hugged Jungkook as Taehyung's finger slid the full length into you. You were so aroused by Jungkook's fingers rubbing your clit that it only took a few minutes for Taehyung's two fingers to easily slide into your hole. You growled as heat shot through your body. The lubricant that was cold turned into fire.

“You’re squeezing my fingers so greedily, baby,” Taehyung moaned, running his tongue along the back of your neck.

“Taehyung” you practically whined his name. You needed more than just his fingers. Everything inside was burning. “Hot, so hot...” you sunk your teeth into Jungkook’s skin as tears filled your eyes.

“Baby,” Jungkook laughed softly, wiping away your tears. “You’re so beautiful when you’re so hungry for a dick inside of you!”

“Then we should give our girl what she wants,” Taehyung said, removing his fingers from you. You moaned softly when the head of Taehyung’s cock pressed against your hole. Jungkook pressed you completely against his body, placing his palms on your ass.

You bit your lower lip as Jungkook’s fingers dug into your buttocks, stretching them apart. Taehyung pressed lightly on your hole, allowing the tip of his cock to slide into you. Jungkook held you tightly, not letting you move an inch. You wanted to sit on Taehyung’s dick, taking it completely into yourself, wanting to somehow calm down this heat inside you. But as always, they had other plans. You whined as Taehyung continued to tease you, entering you with only his head. “Baby, your hole is trembling so much hoping to get more” Taehyung laughed as you practically cried from the desire for his big cock inside.

Jungkook kissed your lips, eating up your loud moan as Taehyung pushed his full lengths into you. You were panting with the desire to move, but Taehyung pressed you to his chest, not allowing you to move when Jungkook’s hands let go of you. You leaned your head back on Taehyung's shoulder as Jungkook pulled away from you. “So deep,” you exhaled. Taehyung’s dick stretched you inside without even moving.

“You know, baby,” Jungkook grinned, “Your pussy seems too jealous of your ass filled with Taehyung’s cock. Just look at how much you’re leaking.” Jungkook continued to rub his cock against your wet folds.

“Fuck,” you growled as Jungkook pressed his dick against your pussy. You gasped for air, almost suffocating from the sensation. Taehyung’s fingers dug deeper into your skin as Jungkook slowly slid his dick into you.

"Fuck I'm going crazy" Jungkook laughed before moaning loudly as he finally had his entire length inside you.

“Shut up, asshole,” Taehyung growled. “I've been crazy for a long ago, being in her hot ass motionless while she keeps squeezing me. I'm already silent about your dick slowly sliding into her pussy.” Taehyung hit Jungkook in the shoulder, forcing him to laugh again.

“Shut up, both of you!” you moaned, practically fighting for your life as you tried to cope with the fullness from their cocks inside you. “Fuck” you growled as Jungkook gently pulled and pushed his dick once again into you.

Jungkook's slow thrusts stretched you out, making you tremble in Taehyung's arms. You couldn’t control the moans that escaped your lips when Jungkook’s thrusts became more harsh. You were so close and so far from orgasm.

“Baby, you take Jungkook’s cock so well,” Taehyung moaned into your ear as Jungkook’s thrusts became faster. Taehyung move you into Jungkook's arms when Jungkook stopped and sat between Taehyung's legs.

“Oh gosh,” you gasped, feeling the entire length of Jungkook’s cock inside. Taehyung pressed his palms into the floor behind him, starting to move his hips slowly. “Hate you,” you whimpered.

“Baby” Taehyung laughed softly as he continued to slowly slide his entire length into your ass with slow thrusts. “For someone who hates us so much, you’re enjoying this too much.”

“Shut up, and fucking her harder,” Jungkook growled. “I’m about to die here from your slow thrusts.”

Jungkook hissed as Taehyung slapped his forehead. “Do you want to tear her?” Taehyung growled as he continued to slowly slide into you.

“Fuck, you really decided to drive me crazy,” you whispered under your breath, resting your forehead on Jungkook’s shoulder. Your moans became louder as Taehyung finally began to move faster.

“Mmm baby” Jungkook growled as you began to move your hips to meet each of Jungkook’s thrusts. “Looks like you want to move on your own” Jungkook rested his palms on the floor behind him looking at you with a smirk.

“In that case, we shouldn’t deprive our little princess of such pleasure.” Taehyung chuckled, sitting back down on the floor.

You rested your hands on Jungkook's chest, moaning as their cocks were completely inside you due to the position. Any movement you made their cocks move inside you. You stood up slightly, lowering yourself to their length again. Fuck, it was too good...

“That’s it, baby,” Taehyung moaned, squeezing your thigh with one hand, forcing you to sit harder on their cocks.

“Perfect,” Jungkook said, squeezing your other thigh. Each of them took turns pulling your hips in their direction. Your body trembled, riding their cocks. Everything inside of you was burning, wanting to finally get release.

“Oh god.. wait.. stop...” you tried to pull away, but their hands wouldn’t let you go. They started moving their hips, fucking you as they wanted. Their jolts were not synchronous, it felt like you were being torn apart. The pleasure was so strong that you could feel how quickly you were approaching orgasm. But it was precisely this intense pleasure that did not give the chance to relief.

Tears flowed down your cheeks, you could not control the pleasure from their chaotic thrusts filling you from both sides. “Baby, are you hurt?” Jungkook growled. But despite the worry in Jungkook's voice, his thrusts did not stop, but only became stronger.

“Good... too good” you could barely get the words out... you were out of breath as Taehyung matched Jungkook’s pace, penetrating you equally.

“Just a little more baby” Taehyung growled, squeezing your shoulder as you tried to get up from him. “Jungkook”

“I’m so close,” Jungkook growled. “I’ll help you baby,” Jungkook said, covering your clit with his fingers.

“Oh.. no.. no.. sto...” Your whole body exploded from orgasm, and you fell almost unconscious on Jungkook’s chest.

You couldn’t stop shaking from Taehyung and Jungkook’s hard, merciless thrusts. It seemed like your whole body was broken into small pieces. You whimpered when after Jungkook cum, Taehyung moved to his knees and continued to fuck you with hard thrusts, making Jungkook moan loudly with each movement of Taehyung inside you...

Taehyung cum loudly, falling forward, pinning you and Jungkook to the floor. Despite the weight of Taehyung’s body, your body seemed to float in the air.

You opened your eyes and were greeted by darkness. It was too hot, but you couldn't move a single muscle.

"How do you feel?" Taehyung asked running his fingers over your cheek.

“I think we got a little carried away,” Jungkook whispered softly, leaving soft kisses on your shoulder. You moved slightly and your eyes opened wide when you realized that their dicks were inside you.

“Yes, yes, I clearly see how exactly worried you both were because you got carried away,” you said, trying to remove your leg, which was thrown over Taehyung’s waist.

“Even though you don’t remember it, you asked us not to stop,” Taehyung chuckled.

“It’s not our fault that even in an unconscious state you want our dicks to fuck your greedy holes hard,” Jungkook ran his tongue along your neck. “In the shower...”

“In the corridor...” Taehyung ran his tongue along your palm as you tried to push his face away from you.

“At the bedroom door...” Jungkook bit your skin

“In bed...” Taehyung bit your fingertips

“Perverts,” you moaned as their cocks slid out of you. You buried your face in the pillows as snippets of this night filled your mind, realizing that you were the main pervert.

“I don’t mind being a pervert, because you love it so much. Should two dicks to fill this hole?” Taehyung grinned and you pulled away from Taehyung, pushing into Jungkook as Taehyung tried to push his dick back into your pussy.

“Don’t even think about it, Taehyung!”

“Sorry, baby,” Jungkook laughed softly, pushing his fingers into your pussy. “But we already did that in the shower” Jungkook said, and you sat up on the bed, staring at them both in shock.

“It’s just that you liked it so much that I decided to offer it to you to repeat while you’re conscious.” Taehyung smiled as he stretched out on the bed.

You fell helplessly onto the bed, it seems like you really weren’t yourself, since you do not even partially remember it. “You scare me...” you whispered, “... but I scare myself even more.” you whispered, realizing that your secret meetings were becoming wilder and wilder each time.

“You think too much, baby” Jungkook hugged you tightly as tears filled your eyes.

“Don’t think about anything other than the pleasure we give you.” Taehyung pressed himself against your back, burying his face in your hair. “It’s okay. We’re okay.”

You closed your eyes, allowing yourself to fall back into the darkness.

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More Kim Taehyung x Jeon Jungkook:

Everything that you dream about (smut)

It’s just a game (BL smut)

My turn! (BL smut)

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#bts #jungkook x reader #taehyung x reader #bts x reader #taehyung x you #jungkook x you #bts x you #taehyung x y/n #jungkook x y/n #bts x y/n #bts jungkook #bts v #jeon jungkook #kim taehyung

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iamyoursinblog · 5 months

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Unworthy of love.(?)

Pairing: Reader x Jung Hoseok

Genre: angst, smut

Word Count: 6,666

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You felt your cheeks turn red. Here we go again. Every time you saw Hoseok you practically turned into a tomato. How can you fall for someone so much?, you asked yourself mentally, hiding your face behind the papers in your hands. His smile made everything inside of you turn upside down. It seemed that everything around was blooming with flowers and the sun began to shine brighter when he appeared in the room.

You walked into your office, practically falling to the floor. Every time you looked at Hoseok, your heart blossomed...as every time after that, it was pierced by a sharp dagger of reality.

You looked up at the mirror that was directly in front of your desk. Thank you for destroying my air castles every time I look at you!, you whispered, brushing away a tear that flowed lonely down your cheek. How long will you continue to dream about what will not happen? Every time, your heart made your brain angry at you. You were far from Hoseok's ideal type... just like any other guy. I wonder if this will ever end.

You are probably the only person in the world who wants to have a fatal disease. You were too cowardly to commit suicide. A family that doesn’t understand and doesn’t expect anything more from you. No friends, no personal life... just darkness and emptiness that eats you up little by little every day. But you are an excellent worker, you grinned as you looked at another award recently hung on your wall.

You took a deep breath as your thoughts went too far inside, causing your heart to race. You tapped your fingertips on the hard carpet, trying not to let your anxiety get the better of you. Your time has not come, you told your anxiety as if it were a person. You smiled looking at the sun's rays coming through the window.

You were wondering if there are pills that block your dreams? You thought as you got up from the floor.

. . .

Every time he couldn't stop smiling like a fool when he saw you, because every time you looked so cute when your cheeks turned red. Like every time after, you seemed to be hiding from this world, trying to be unnoticed. And every time he noticed how your look changed when he passed by.

Maybe he made it all up in his head, and he just thought that you liked him? Besides work, you never discussed anything with him. Even when it was just the two of you in the room, you didn't ask any personal questions. To be honest, you didn’t ask anyone anything about him at all.

But he wanted you to look at him. Let it be for a short moment. He was drawn to you. You were his personal sun around which he revolves. Even if you don't notice it. Although he knew the reason... you were exactly the same as him. You were the only one who could understand and accept him.

He remembered how, after meeting you, he became so thoughtful that he went into the women’s restroom. He froze when he saw you standing in front of the mirror, looking at yourself in the reflection in the mirror. Although you couldn't see him. He knew exactly what kind of glance this was. He sees this glance every time he looks at himself in the mirror. You were sweet, but no one even knew what you struggled with every day. Nobody but him. Therefore, no matter how busy he was, he was always looking for you to see your smile. In the hope that your anxiety will decrease at least a little, thanks to him. After all, you were the reason he wanted to smile every day. You were the reason his own anxiety went away.

. . .

And why are your parents still doing this? You looked at the guy who was sitting in front of you. You grinned as you looked at him because he hadn’t looked up from his phone for the last hour of your blind date. You gave up trying to start a conversation after the first 10 minutes of this date, when you received only short answers that cut off further conversation on one topic or another. At least the wine would make this evening a little better, you thought, finishing another glass... You got up from the table and headed to the restroom. Maybe just leave, you thought, fighting the urge to turn towards the exit.

Because you were looking at the exit, you did not notice the guy who suddenly appeared in front of you.

“Oh sorry,” you muttered quickly and bowed politely as you bumped into him.

“Don’t tell me this is your boyfriend!” you suddenly raised your head and saw Hoseok in front of you. But he looked skeptically towards your table.

"Hoseok?!" you looked at him in surprise.

“Why would you even waste your time on someone like him?!” He practically growled, turning his gaze to you.

"What?" you blushed at his gaze. This was the first time you saw him angry.

“What garbage...” Hoseok muttered under his breath, glancing at the guy who continued to look at the phone. You stared at Hoseok, not fully believing that he was really in front of you. Hoseok walked past you towards your desk, your eyes widened as Hoseok took your jacket and bag and turned around and walked away from the desk.

You smiled, for the first time that evening, the guy you were with paid attention to what was happening around him. He looked in confusion at Hoseok, who wordlessly took your things and headed towards you. Hoseok took your hand and pulled you towards the exit. Continuing to mutter something under his breath. You looked at Hoseok's slender fingers clasping your wrist and tried to calm your rapidly beating heart.

Don’t take his kindness as affection, you told yourself mentally. “That's enough,” you whispered, pulling your hand out of his grip as soon as you were in an empty parking lot. His proximity only made everything worse. You were drunk, and his behavior made you want more. But nothing will happen. Not with you.

“________” Hoseok turned and took a step towards you.

“Please, enough...” you shook your head, stepping back. “Thank you for helping me escape from there. I probably wouldn’t have the courage to do it on my own,” you smiled at him. You had no right to be angry with him because of your dreams.

“Let me at least take you home.” He stopped you as you headed towards the exit. “Please,” he smiled at you, blocking your path to the exit. You met his worried gaze, which continued to scan you. “I really gonna be worried if I let you go alone now.”

“Okay,” you said, not wanting to give Hoseok any more trouble.

“Here we go,” he smiled broadly at you and took you by the hand and dragged you towards his car. “You’re not in a hurry to go home, are you?” Hoseok smiled at you once you were in the car.

“No,” you answered, today you didn’t want to go home more than ever before. Although you just wanted to allow yourself to stay with Hoseok for as long as possible. Just today, you said silently.

“Excellent,” Hoseok smiled broadly as he drove onto the avenue. You were so lost in your thoughts that you were completely unaware of anything around you. It seemed that everything outside the window had turned into just flickering lights. “Still,” Hoseok said after a while, catching your attention. "Who was that in the restaurant"

“My blind date,” you chuckled. “Extremely successful if you wonder.” you added and Hoseok laughed.

“Yeah, I noticed,” he snorted.

“It’s better than being stared at with disgust.”

“What kind of scum,” Hoseok practically growled. "You shouldn't waste your time on someone like them."

“Let's just say this is the price to pay for being a disappointment for my family. Fair price,” you smiled.

"WHAT?!" Hoseok suddenly braked before glaring at you.

His reaction made you laugh. You covered your mouth with your hand because you couldn't stop laughing out loud. It's probably stupid, but Hoseok's reaction really made you laugh. “Sorry,” you said. “I’m probably even stranger to you now than I was before.”

“You were never strange to me!” he said looking into your eyes. You felt awkward from such a close look. You just nodded, looking away.

“What were you doing in the restaurant yourself?” You said changing the subject to hide the awkwardness.

“I came for you,” Hoseok answered calmly

"What?" you turned sharply in his direction

“I saw you through the restaurant window while standing at a traffic light. You looked too lonely in the company of this loser. That's why I wanted to be your company for this evening. I was even thinking about a plan to kidnap you under the pretext of some urgent problem at the agency,” he smiled at you

You were so surprised that you didn’t notice that you were sitting with your mouth open. You shifted your gaze forward as your cheeks turned red. You shook your head as your heart began to flutter at Hoseok's words.

“Don’t waste your time with such garbage... You have me.” Hoseok said and your heart skipped a beat.

You chuckled to yourself, no wonder you dream about him. His words make you want to dream about him. Hoseok parked on a hill with a wonderful view of the city at night. This whole situation and the alcohol in your body wanted him to mean exactly what he said, and not just friendly support. “I may be misunderstanding you,” you muttered, still looking forward. It was too awkward to meet Hoseok’s gaze now.

“I wouldn’t want the girl I like to misunderstand me,” Hoseok said, puzzled. You froze, forgetting to take another breath. “Or am I too bad for you to perceive me as a man who is into you?”

You stared at him, not fully believing that all this was reality and not your imagination. “You’re too perfect to even pay attention to someone like me,” you breathed out when he met your gaze.

"Stop doing that!" he raised his voice, making you flinch. “I won’t let hate the girl I like, not even to herself.”

“Hoseok” you breathed out his name.

“I hate it all! I don’t know who made you think so bad to yourself, but I will do anything to make you happy next to me,” he took your hand, squeezing it tightly. You fought back the tears that suddenly filled your eyes before the darkness took over you.

*Slap in the face. Pain. Laughter. 'You are so worthless that jerking off is even more interesting than fucking you. Okay, however, suck my dick. This is the only way you should pay for the boner in my pants.' Pain. Again. Slap in the face. 'Why do you continue to excite me if you are not worthy of it.' Again. Slap in the face...*

You almost suffocated remembering your ex... You quickly opened the door, practically falling to the ground... you needed air... You hugged yourself tightly trying to calm down... you wanted to scream to drown out the laughter of your ex that continued to sound in your head...

Somewhere far away your name continued to sound... But you fell too deep into the hole of memories.

You exhaled loudly as strong hands squeezed your body, squeezing all the air out of your lungs... You blinked away the tears that turned everything around you into darkness.

“It's okay... It's okay" the quiet voice kept repeating, helping you calm down... your breathing slowed down, although your head was still very dizzy. You definitely shouldn't have been drinking so much.

You suddenly opened your eyes, remembering where and who you were with. You sat on the ground in Hoseok's arms. He had his legs on either side and your back was pressed against his chest while his arms held you tightly. “Hoseok” you whispered barely audibly. His hug was so tight that it was difficult to take another breath. Even despite this, you felt better.

"Are you okay?" Hoseok's worried voice made you smile.

“Sorry,” you said as his grip became weaker, but he was still hugging you. “Sorry for scaring you. This doesn’t happen often. Honestly,” you felt his muscles relax and he rested his forehead on your shoulder.

“The fact that this happens at all makes me even angrier,” Hoseok growled

“Sorry,” you said, trying to pull away from him.

“Stop apologizing.” He pulled you back to his chest. “I think now I need a hug to calm down.” Hoseok buried his face in your hair, hugging you.

You practically moaned as his fingers dug into your body through your clothes, causing heat to rush through your body. You squeaked in surprise when Hoseok stood up from the ground with you, as if you weighed nothing. He turned you to face him and you blushed. Hoseok laughed quietly as he ran his fingers over your cheek. “Cutie,” he said smiling broadly at you. Your eyes widened as he hugged you and you felt his hard cock pressing against your stomach.

*the only way you should pay for the boner in my pants*

The haunting phrase kept running through your head.

. . .

You pushed Hoseok, causing him to lean with his back completely onto the car. Hoseok looked at you in surprise. You fell to your knees in front of him, unzipping his pants. “Ooohhh... god, what are you doing?!” Hoseok practically suffocated stopping your hands. He growled, gripping your wrists tightly and pulling you to your feet. "What are you doing?!" he growled. Your eyes were empty as there was not a single emotion on your face. Why did you step into the darkness again, although a moment ago everything was fine with you, Hoseok thought, trying to understand the reason for your behavior.

What did he do wrong to make you behave this way? He lowered his head and saw that his boner was sticking out of his unbuttoned pants. Fuck.

“I have to fix it. It's my fault. I’m sorry... I’m sorry...” Your voice was just as empty. His eyes widened when he realized exactly what you meant.

“What were you... going to do?” Hoseok asked barely audibly when he met your gaze.

“You can use my mouth as payment for the fact that I made you hard. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry." His jaw hit the ground with a thud at your words. He looked at you with wide eyes in shock.

“Are you...Are you apologizing for making me horny?” Hoseok still didn't believe what was happening. “I got excited because the girl I like was in my arms, and her scent surrounded me, even though the situation was far from romantic.” Hoseok tightly squeezed your shoulders, trying to bring you to your senses. “And the only person who should apologize is me, because I got excited while trying to help you get rid of a panic attack!”

“I don’t deserve you to get excited because of me. I'm too worthless for anyone to want to have sex with me."

Hoseok growled in anger. He was ready to kill the guy who inspired this in you and used you only for his own pleasure. “Am I also not worthy to excite someone?” he asked, and you sighed sharply, taking a step back.

"Are you crazy. You are the most gorgeous man I have ever seen."

"What is the difference?"

"You it's you"

He smiled. “______, you are the sexiest girl. And I want you like crazy. I dream of having sex with you. But only when you yourself want it as much as I do.” He said buttoning up his pants.

"I not w..."

"Shut up!" He turned you around, pressing your back against the car. He pressed himself into your body, covering your lips. He almost moaned when his tongue slid into your hot mouth. He continued to kiss you hungrily until he felt your fingers dig into his skin, pulling him closer to you. He pulled away from you. Fuck, you looked gorgeous. Your reddened lips covered in his saliva. Your heavy breathing and pink cheeks from excitement. “I turned you on, should I apologize for that?” he asked, and you shook your head. “Do you like the way you felt kissing me?”

“Yes,” you said barely audibly.

“That’s exactly how it should be,” Hoseok said, lifting your chin up. “When a couple likes each other, they get aroused by their interaction. It’s strange to apologize for something that bringing pleasure to two.” He pecked you on the cheek, making you stare at him with your mouth open. “Sit down. I’ll take you home,” he smiled widely at you as he opened the passenger door.

. . .

Oh my God... You woke up in the middle of the night from extreme excitement. Was it all real... You ran your fingers over your lips, which were still burning from the kiss with Hoseok. Oh my god... I kissed Hoseok.

Even saying it out loud still seems like just your imagination. You fell back into bed. Too many things happened in one night. You showed almost all of your worst sides to Hoseok, but even after that, he comforted and scolded you. Your heart was racing. You remembered the moment when you knelt in front of him, now for the first time you felt desire, and not self-loathing. Sex really feels good when you want it. Before this, you only felt like a toy that is used to get you off.

But with Hoseok everything was different. Just his touch made me feel excited. It was so strange and new for you. You wanted to touch him. To his naked body. To his dick. This was the first time that this aroused such interest in you. How he will react to your touch. How will you react to him. You want to try it.

And why is this weekend so long? You have never been so glad that the workday has arrived. You wondered if you can meet Hoseok today. All weekend, erotic dreams about him kept you awake, making you die from arousal.

But the day dragged on for too long, filled with routine. You sighed tiredly as you entered the office, it seemed like an eternity had passed, but for some reason the clock showed that only three hours had passed.

“Hi” You jumped in surprise when the door behind you suddenly opened. You turned around and your heart skipped a beat when you saw Hoseok. He walked up to you and hugged you, leaving a gentle kiss on your cheek. "How was your weekend? I was worried... and missed you” he smiled widely at you.

“Hey,” you blushed at his proximity. “Oh, yeah, thanks, everything’s fine. What are you doing here?”

“I decided to drop by for a minute before my schedule, I really wanted to see you,” he hugged you, running his nose along your neck, causing goosebumps on your skin.

“Hoseok” you moaned as your head filled with naughtiness and images of your dreams. You wanted to try. Now. You couldn't wait another second. You pressed him against the door, closing the door with a lock.

“_______” Hoseok looked at you in surprise. “Baby” he practically moaned as you ran your hand over his semi-hard dick through his pants. "What are you doing?" his voice was filled with worry. He squeezed your wrist, removing your hand from his dick. “I said...” You covered his mouth with a kiss, not giving him a chance to finish.

“I really want to do this. Please let me” You smiled at him as you knelt down in front of him. You almost laughed at his shocked look.

“Baby... This is not it...” He stopped, growling when you squeezed his dick through his pants. You smiled at how hard he quickly became. You unbuttoned his jeans letting them fall down. Your mouth opened slightly... You were surprised by its size. It’s not that you thought he had a small penis, but because of his slender body, you didn’t expect to see a big dick. You gulped loudly when you pulled his underwear down, his dick swayed pointing at you.

Wow, you felt the heat fill your body. You ran your tongue over his head, making Hoseok moan. The taste of him made you moan. Is it generally normal to enjoy a dick so much, you almost laughed at your thoughts. Your tongue slid along the entire length, you wanted to lick every inch of his dick. Hoseok's thin fingers squeezed his dick, guiding the head into your mouth. You looked up, meeting Hoseok's gaze. Fuck, how can he be so sexy, you thought looking into Hoseok’s eyes, which were saturated with excitement.

As soon as you slid your lips over the head of the dick, Hoseok removed his hand, allowing you to do whatever you want. Despite his wishes, he gave you complete power. Your eyes filled with tears as Hoseok's head slid into your throat. Hoseok's loud growl echoed between your legs. You even surprised yourself that you were able to take his dick so deep and not choke. But what surprised you even more was how aroused you were by him. Your clit is pulsated with excitement, asking to be touched. You chuckled as Hoseok's hips shook as you took him fully into your mouth again. You pulled away from him, getting up from the floor. You tugged at Hoseok's hand before pulling him onto the couch. You sat between his legs again. You lowered your mouth onto his dick, sliding it down slowly.

Hoseok's fingers stroked your face, making you even more excited. Hoseok continued to slide his hand down your face, chin, throat... “Oh god...” Hoseok’s voice soaked in shock made you pull away sharply, looking at him.

“Am I hurt you” you could feel the cold go through your body as Hoseok looked at you with wide eyes.

“No... just,” you were surprised when Hoseok’s face turned completely red. “I felt my dick moving in your throat,” he said shyly, and you laughed at his words.

His words turned you on even more. You slid your mouth down his cock again. You took his hand, placing it on your throat where the head of Hoseok’s cock slid into your throat, stretching it. “Fuck, this is amazing,” Hoseok continued to moan, squeezing your throat lightly.

His other hand slid under your blouse, covering your nipple. You moaned in pleasure as Hoseok pinched your nipple. You could feel how wet you were right now, you didn’t even need to touch yourself, you were on the verge of finishing. You sped up your head movements, sliding along the entire length of Hoseok. Hoseok removed his other hand from your throat, covering your other nipple with his fingers.

Fuck... the way Hoseok squeezed your breasts was driving you crazy. “Oh baby... I'm going to cum.” Hoseok moved his hand to your face trying to pull away. But you removed his hand, intertwining your fingers. Hoseok's loud moans and curses mixed together as hot cum shot into your mouth. He squeezed your fingers tightly, causing pain, lost in his orgasm. You continued to lower your mouth along the length of his dick, covering your clit with your fingers. You were so close that a few touches were enough for you to finish with him. You were glad that Hoseok’s dick muffled your moans. You pulled away from Hoseok panting, it was too good, you chuckled resting your head on Hoseok's thigh, recovering from such pleasure.

“I think it’s time for you...” You laughed, finally paying attention to the phone that hasn’t stopped ringing all this time. You got up from the floor and walked to the door, picking up Hoseok' pants and underwear from the floor. You took his phone out of Hoseok jeans pocket and giggled when you saw over 30 missed calls from his manager. “We definitely have problems; you need to leave.” you smiled turning towards the sofa. “Fuck,” you moaned and your legs nearly gave way. Hoseok looked so slutty sitting on the sofa with his legs wide open. Even after he came, his dick was still semi-hard. His body was covered in sweat and his wet hair stuck to his face. You could finish again just by looking at him while his gaze was still hazy.

“Don’t even think that I’ll leave you unsatisfied after you gave me so much pleasure,” Hoseok said as he unbuttoned his shirt fully. You walked up to him, covering his hand with your hand, stopping him.

You lifted his hand, guiding it under your skirt, allowing Hoseok's fingers to slip into your panties. “You gave me just as much pleasure as I gave you,” you chuckled as his eyes widened.

“Did you finish too?” he asked pulling you closer, sliding his fingers into your pussy. “So unfair...” He made a grimace. “You didn’t even let me take part in this”

“Believe me, you were more involved in this than you think,” you ran your fingers over his dick. “I only needed one touch to finish with you,” you circled his dick head with your fingers, making him groan from overstimulation. “You really need to go!” You said trying to remove his hand from your panties when his phone rang again.

“You’re so mean,” Hoseok whined, hugging your hips. “You teased me, and now you’re kicking me out.”

“Apparently I’m still bad in this, it took me so long to make you cum,” you chuckled, reading the message from Hoseok’s manager that he had been waiting for him for half an hour.

“Are you joking!?! I almost came at the same moment as your tongue touched my dick.” He pulled you by the hand, forcing you to sit on top of him. “Do you have any idea how much effort it took me to hold out for so long?” Hoseok chuckled. You moaned as his hard cock pressed against your wet crotch.

“But why did you hold back? Besides, you knew they were waiting for you,” you moaned as Hoseok lightly pressed down on your waist, allowing the tip of his dick to slide into you.

“Are you asking because you really don’t understand?” Hoseok looked at you in surprise. "Cutie. I'll show you later." He said smiling widely. You moaned at the feeling of his dick slowly stretching you out. Hoseok growled as his phone rang again. "Yes, hyung." Hoseok quickly answered the call. “I have an urgent matter. Yes, I understand, don't shout. I'll be there now."

Hoseok hugged you tightly when you tried to get up from him. "You need to hurry, you're already late because of me"

“And you let me go so easily?” Hoseok looked at you with puppy dog eyes making your heart flutter as he pressed his dick head against your pussy again.

"I don't want you to get in trouble because of me"

“I don’t want you to let me go so easily when my dick is pressing against your pussy,” he snorted, pressing his face into your breast.

. . .

He got into the car, not paying attention to the manager who continued to scold him. He didn't care. He leaned back in his seat and a wide smile spread across his face. Fuck, you're definitely going to drive him crazy. You blushed every time you met his gaze. He couldn’t even imagine such changes after that night when you bared your emotions to each other.

Fuck, the moment he walked into your office, he was fighting with all his might not to pounce on you as soon as you were in his arms. But your look... he practically groaned remembering your look when you pressed him against the door. Fuck, he wants to see this look every moment. Don’t even think that I will restrain myself from now on, he thought. He quickly sent you his address and door password asking you to wait for him at home after work. He definitely didn't want to spend another night without you. You will come to him, right. Maybe he should call and beg you. He grinned at the fact that you practically kicked him out of your office just because he was late for the shoot. This won't work, he thought. It means I didn’t excite you enough, since you let me go so easily, even though I was able to insert the head into your pussy. This definitely needs to be fixed.

He stopped himself, remembering the night after the restaurant. He was lucky that you weren’t lost in thought while you were giving him a blowjob. He remembered that empty look you had when you knelt in front of him. A coldness passed through his body, causing him to shiver. He shouldn’t rush to pour out all his desire on you. He will only allow you to do what you want, now his wishes made no sense to him. He liked that you wanted him without hiding your desires, but rather openly showing him it. It made him fall in love with you even more.

. . .

You stared at the door in front of you. And why did you even come here? You entered the code as you entered Hoseok's apartment. You grinned at the number of shoes that were lying in front of the open closet. It seems someone was in a hurry this morning. You laughed as you carefully returned the shoes to the shelves. You walked around the house looking at every piece of furniture that fully corresponds to Hoseok. You froze in the middle of the living room. Oh my god... you're in Hoseok's apartment. And at your lunchbreak you gave him a blow job and finished from it. This really happened, not just in your dream. It’s good that you left work early, which allowed you to go home and take a shower. You sat down on the large sofa looking around, wondering if Hoseok would be back too late. You knew how much filming could be delayed. You didn’t even think that several hours had passed since your arrival.

You grinned when you saw the Hoseok shirt next to you. You picked it up, inhaling the aroma. You were surprised because it was saturated with the smell of Hoseok. You thought it was washed since it was neatly folded, but it seems Hoseok has already worn it before. You placed the shirt back on the couch. And when Hoseok will come.

Fuck, you moaned as the scent of Hoseok still lingered in your nose, making you horny. You felt a spasm in your lower abdomen. You weren’t interested in sex at all, but after a painful weekend of erotic dreams about Hoseok, just the smell of it made you feel very aroused. You ran your fingers along your crotch, pressing on your clit through your jeans.

You lifted Hoseok's shirt, inhaling his scent again, driving you completely crazy with excitement. Fuck, you wanted to cum... Badly... You unzipped your pants and stuck your hand into your panties. You moaned softly, burying your face completely in Hoseok's shirt. You pushed your fingers into your wet pussy as the scent of Hoseok completely enveloped you. This was not enough. You wanted Hoseok's cock to fill your pussy just as he filled your mouth. Fuck, you growled, remembering how Hoseok’s head stretched your hole. Your fingers were too thin... you opened your eyes and smiled when you saw the whiteboard markers on the table in front of you.

I’ve definitely gone crazy, you thought at this thought. Or maybe... no, you're definitely crazy. You can't do this in the Hoseok house, despite what happened in the office. It is not right. You moaned from the pain that squeezed everything below you, begging for release.

Whatever... you didn't care right now. The main thing is to clean everything up before Hoseok arrives. You took the marker from the table, but it was only slightly thicker than your finger. You pulled your jeans down to your knees. You knelt on the sofa, leaning forward, resting your cheek on the sofa into Hoseok' shirt. You moaned slightly pushing the marker into your pussy. It was better than a finger, but still not enough. You continued to jerk off, but you were too far from the pleasure you received in the morning. You took the second marker from the table adding it to your pussy. Third. That's better, you moaned with pleasure. You felt the heat finally begin to fill your body.

You squealed and froze when you felt cold fingers on your hot skin. Fuck, how did you not hear how Hoseok returned home? Fuck, this is such a shame, you tried to move away from him, but his hand did not allow you to move. You covered your face with your hands, fighting back tears.

“Fuck, I want you to greet me like this every day,” Hoseok’s voice was so low it was like a growl, leaving a kiss on your butt. “Sorry for making you wait so long,” he chuckled. “But baby... you shouldn't shove things like these into your sweet hole.” Hoseok pulled the markers, pulling them out of your pussy.

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck... you were so embarrassed that Hoseok caught you while you were masturbating on his couch that you completely forgot what exactly you did it with. “Hoseok, this is not it...”

“You should have written to me that you were dying of desire, I would have come much earlier to take care of you,” you tried to change your position, realizing that you were too open for Hoseok’s eyes, but his fingers dug into your hips, not allowing you to move. You loudly moaned as Hoseok's tongue pushed inside you. Hoseok pulled off your jeans, spreading your legs wider. It felt so good that you no longer cared how slutty you looked now, nor did you care about the rules of decency either. You forgot about it even when you saw Hoseok in your office during the day.

You moaned as his tongue continued to slide into you. "Put your dick inside me"

“Fuck, you have no idea how much it blows my mind when you say things like that to me.” Hoseok rested his hard cock against your crotch, allowing you to grind against him. “Could you wait a little longer?”

He picked you up as he headed to the bedroom. He sat down on the bed placing you on top of him. You moaned when this position allowed you to rub against his dick. “I want to lick your pussy,” he moaned against your lips before kissing you. His tongue slid into your hot mouth while his fingers dug into your buttocks, stretching them apart. “Please let me lick your pussy a little more, and then you can do everything you want with my dick"

Hoseok's words made you blush completely. Hoseok lay on his back, pulling your hips forward until his face was between your legs. “Fuck,” you moaned as his tongue pushed into you again. His mouth moved just like when he kissed you. You couldn't control how much your thighs were shaking. You wanted this pleasure to last as long as possible... “Ooooohhh...” you giggled when you realized what exactly Hoseok was talking about in your office. Hoseok’s quiet chuckle let you know that he also understood that the meaning of his words had reached you. You really didn’t want to finish that quickly, holding back with all your might. If he enjoyed it as much as you do right now, how could he have lasted so long? 5 minutes passed, and you could barely hold on not to finish.

“It's okay baby. You can finish now on my tongue.” Hoseok moaned while continuing to circle your clit with his tongue. “I’ll give you even more pleasure after this.” His words finally pushed you into the pool of pleasure, forcing you to finish.

You rested your hands on the bed, falling forward. It was great. You wanted to experience this over and over again. “Hoseok” you moaned loudly as he sank his teeth into your ass.

“Do you still want my dick inside your pussy, baby?” Hoseok hovered over you, pressing his chest against your back.

"Yes please! Get your dick inside me!” You moaned and heard Hoseok laugh quietly.

“You ask so sweetly, how can I refuse?” Hoseok ran his tongue along your spine, sinking his teeth into your neck.

Fuck, you’re really going to go crazy because of him, you thought as the head of Hoseok’s dick pressed against your pussy. It felt like your insides were doing somersaults as you rocked your hips to meet Hoseok, taking all of his dick in one thrust.

“Fuck, baby.” Hoseok wrapped one arm around your waist squeezing you tight, causing pain in your ribs, making you choke. “I hope you feel as good as I do now. You’re so hot and wet. You so perfect for me!” Hoseok purred, pulling his cock out before slamming its full length into you again.

“Hoseok” you practically whined at the sensations wracking your body.

“Yes, baby,” Hoseok moaned, thrusting harder. “That’s it, baby... I want to hear how my dick makes you feel good!”

If you had even an ounce of shame left, you would probably blush at Hoseok's words. But now, every lustful comment he made only tied an another knot inside you, making you die of pleasure. Hoseok's fingers wrapped around your neck, lifting you onto your knees with him. “Oh my god...” you practically gasped as this position allowed Hoseok’s dick to penetrate even deeper. You raised your arms back, wrapping your arms around Hoseok's neck. His tongue caressed your neck while his fingers played with your nipples. “I feel so good!” You moaned as Hoseok’s hands moved to your hips, forcing you to ride his dick. “Hoseok, your dick makes me feel so good!” Your hips lifted, allowing you to slide more along his length.

“Baby... you're squeezing me so hard... it feels like you're so close to finishing." Hoseok practically growled in your ear. You nearly fainted from the pleasure his voice caused. "Let me help you!" Hoseok pushed you down on all fours again, holding your hips tightly.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck...” your body shook violently as Hoseok began to quickly pound into you with hard thrusts. “Yes...oooh yes...Hoseok...Fuck...yeahhh..!” the heat hit you, sinking down before exploding with a powerful orgasm... you fell powerless on the sheets, trembling uncontrollably. Hoseok pulled out his cock, squeezing it between your buttocks as he continued to move his hips. You moaned as Hoseok's hot cum coated your lower back.

Hoseok's hands grabbed your shaking body, pressing you tightly to his body. “Baby, it was so gorgeous that my heart is jumping out of my chest!” Hoseok covered your body with gentle kisses, making your brain melt even more.

“Y#*&#&$^$^&@k”

Hoseok laughed at your incoherent incomprehensible speech, “What, baby?”

“You're gorgeous, Hoseok,” you said, barely audible. You moaned as Hoseok's hot tongue licked your lips before sliding inside. His tongue continued to caress your skin. You screamed in pain as his teeth sank hard into your shoulder. Flash of pain made you whimper, pulsating in your clit, “Waaee?”

“Sorry” Hoseok grinned while licking the bite... “I wanted to leave a mark so as not to confuse this night with a dream”

You just grinned, you needed this mark... after all, everything that happened really was more like a dream.

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More Jung Hoseok x Reader:

I SEE ONLY YOU (smut)

Dance practice (smut)

Sleeping beauty (smut)

Show (smut)

Fiance (smut)

The LOOP (fluff)

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LIST (BTS & GOT7)

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iamyoursinblog · 6 months

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Angel of death(pt.1)

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x Reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.5 k

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Immortal life was one of the main advantages of being an angel, even if you were the angel of death. Even though you saw death every day, people's lives still surprised you. You found it amusing to watch them, their decisions and actions that sooner or later led them to you. But for some reason this guy attracted your attention more than the others, although your meeting was not yet close. There was something in him that you had never felt in people before - purity. You sat on the balcony railing of the second floor, watching his filming go by. Every day he was busy with something new, music, dancing, filming. Such a busy life, you thought with a smile on your face.

“Park Jinyoung, this is for you. Have fun,” the man with a wide smile put a box of letters in front of him. He read each letter with a smile, but when he opened the next letter, the joy on his face gave way to fear. That's something interesting, you thought, jumping from the balcony railing to the ground.

You walked up to him and looked at the piece of paper on which was written “I love you.” Nice, so that’s what scares him, a confetion of love. You wanted to return to your “spectator’s seat,” but a familiar smell attracted your attention. The smell of blood - you knew it too well. Someone wrote a love letter with their blood. It's even symbolic, you thought smiling. Although judging by the expression on Jinyoung's face, it instilled horror in him, not romantic affection. Apparently for people to get a confession in love written in blood is not considered a romantic sign. You sat down in front of him on the ground, watching his reaction. The letter fell from his shaking hands, falling to the ground next to you. Even fear suits him, you thought, watching his handsome face. You smiled as he leaned forward to pick up the letter, and his face was an inch from yours. He stood up and went to the man who brought the box. After which they quickly left. Well, you sighed in disappointment, your show is over for today.

. . .

You turned around, finding yourself in the castle, people would call this place your home.

“Watched that alive soul again?” your mentor asked when you entered his office.

“Thanks to him, I make new discoveries for myself every day. Today’s discovery: love letter in blood does not show romantic affection,” you said as you sat down on the large chair next to his desk. He just rolled his eyes and continued reading his book.

“For thousands of years you weren’t interested in people, but now you spend every day in their world and all this because of one soul.”

“He’s quite a beautiful soul, he wouldn’t be any different from the angels here if he showed up here,” you grinned, thinking about Jinyoung’s face

“Are we still talking about the beauty of his soul or already about the beauty of the owner of this soul?” he raised an eyebrow at you, but you just smiled. "Be careful anyway"

“Are you telling the angel of death to be careful? That's funny" you laughed before leaving the office.

. . .

Thinking about Jinyoung, you moved to where his soul was. You leaned against the wall, watching him walk down the long corridor. Behind him was a girl in black clothes. "Park Jinyoung!" she screamed getting his attention. “You should belong only to me!” she took a knife out of her pocket, swinging at him. In surprise, he swayed back, losing his balance. You snap your fingers stopping time. You came closer. Turning Jinyoung's back to the girl, you stood between them. Snapping your fingers again, you returned the passage of time and Jinyoung smashed into your back. "What the heck!" He said, falling to the floor behind you. You looked at the girl who screamed and ran away. Lowering your head, you looked at the knife on your collarbone and took it out and threw it on the floor. “What just happened? Who you are?" Jinyoung stared at you, turning in your direction while still sitting on the floor. “Where is that girl with the knife? It seems like you weren’t in the corridor?” he continued asking questions while looking around. "Aren't you injured?" he asked looking at you with concern when he saw the knife on the floor.

You were amused by his behavior, and the fact that he was worried about you, although he himself almost went on a date with you. “You humanity are so funny,” you said, squatting down next to him. “You guys keep refusing and trying to take away what doesn’t even belong to you.” You picked up the knife and saw blood on it, most likely it was she who sent that bloody love letter.

“You speak like that as if you don’t belong to humanity,” he said, getting up from the floor

You laughed, putting the knife back on the floor. “Not really, although I had more humanity today than the owner of this knife,” you stood up and cursed under nose, remembered the rule that you can’t disappear in front of people. “Bye,” you said, heading towards exit.

"Wait, who are you?" he asked

You turned in his direction, meeting his gaze. “Consider me your gift from fate,” you said, going out onto the stairs. You moved to the roof. Sitting on the edge, watching as cars with flashing lights appeared after a while.

You followed Jinyoung, wondering how it would all end. You sat on the cabinet in the corner, watching Jinyoung. You rested your chin on your knee, dangling your other leg down as Jinyoung described the attack. “There was another girl there, it seems she was the one who saved me by pushing me aside. Although I can’t fully remember what exactly happened after the knife was swung at me.”

“Anyway, you're lucky. This girl has already been cited for stalking other celebrities. Her blood and prints on the knife prove that it was she who sent you those letters you were talking about,” said the man in uniform.

“Were there only one person prints on the knife?” Jinyoung asked

"Yes"

He looked at the knife that lay in front of him, “But she definitely took it in her hands,” he whispered barely audibly, looking at the knife in surprise.

“In any case, you can rest assured that this girl will soon be found and arrested. Just in case, there will be security near your house until she is caught."

“Okay, whatever you say,” Jinyoung sighed and looked towards where you were sitting. His eyes widened as he looked in your direction. You turned around and saw the clock behind you. You were wonder why he looks at clock like that. Either way, he's safe.

. . .

You traversed to the mentor's office.

“Have you to interfere in this person live, didn't you?” he slammed the table hard, glaring at you.

“He wasn’t on your list anyway, so what difference does it make whether I intervened or not. I didn’t save anyone from death, I just saved myself from a boring stay in the hospital."

“I hope you have a lot of fun filling out all of this,” he snapped his fingers and a tall stack of papers appeared in front of you. You opened your mouth, examining the stack. “Have fun,” he said as he left the office. You fell onto the table, grumbling and pounding your fists.

You lost count of which form you filled out. You traversed to the roof of the van, watching Jinyoung who was filming. He was like a breath of fresh air, you were even lucky that he looked in the direction where you were standing. You felt your mentor approaching the office, and you returned to the table again, filling out another form.

“Now I understand why people say 'boredom to death'. It's really so boring you could die" you laughed clapping your hands as your mentor appeared in front of you.

“Weirdo,” he said shaking his head, leaving the office.

You buried your face in the papers; it seemed like the stack never ended. After finishing half of it, you moved to Jinyoung. You found yourself in the middle of a road with a lot of cars on it. You slowly walked along the road past cars passing at speed, approaching the car in which Jinyoung was sitting. He leaned his head against the window and watched the passing cars as he stood waiting for the green light for his side. You returned to the office and gasped. It seems like there were fewer papers before your disappearance.

“Oh yes, I forgot to say” you heard the quiet laugh of the mentor who was returning to the office “Every time you leave, the stack will return to its original size” he smiled at you. You hit the table with force and all the papers scattered across the huge hall. The mentor just smiled and snapped his fingers and returned all the papers to the table. “You can continue,” he said, sitting down at his desk and picking up the book.

I wonder if angels can feel tired, you thought, almost finishing filling out the papers. You definitely felt something or was it just anger? So hard to figure out. “I’m done,” you smiled widely, placing the last piece of paper in that endless pile.

“Well done,” the mentor walked up to the table and took the papers and threw them into the fireplace. You stood up and stared at the fire that was consuming your efforts, or rather your suffering.

"What?" you turned to your mentor

“This is just a tool for punishment,” he pointed to the paper burning in the fireplace, “The main punishment for you is to force you to sit in one place.”

You fell back into the chair, propping your feet up on the table. “Unbelievable,” you muttered, crossing your arms over your chest.

The mentor smiled and left the office. Before you could shout anything back at him, you fell through the chair and the floor. Great, another punishment, you thought, falling down through the darkness.

You found yourself on the table in a strange place, in front of an unfamiliar man. What is this?, you muttered. You've definitely seen him somewhere before. The man sat and looked through you with concern. Where did you see him, you continued to look at him.

“Jinyoung are you sure you’re okay?” the man asked

Jinyoung? Exactly, it was the man who was always next to Jinyoung. But why are you here? You didn't move here. You turned your head in the direction where the man was looking. Jinyoung stood near the sink, throwing away a broken glass. “No big deal, just a shallow cut,” Jinyoung said looking at the man.

You saw blood on his fingers, which he tried to wash off with water. What the hell, you muttered, sitting cross-legged on the table. You looked around, wondering how and why you ended up here.

“Hyung, it’s time for you to go home!” Jinyoung’s voice changed dramatically, and you watched in amazement as he practically pushed the man out of the apartment. You stood on the table, looking around. Maybe he’s waiting for someone, you giggled. You jumped, ending up on the back of the sofa.

“This looks familiar,” you said, looking at the painting on the wall.

"You! Who are you?" you heard Jinyoung's voice but didn't pay any attention to it. “It was you who was in the corridor when I was attacked!”

You turned sharply in his direction, jumping to the floor. “How can this be,” you muttered. He was definitely looking at you. "Can you see me?" you looked at him in surprise

“Yes,” he said shaking his head.

“This can’t be” you didn’t understand. You continued to look at him, trying to find in him the answer to this riddle.

“I saw you that night in the police station, and on the roof of the van. And then you stood in the middle of the road while cars drove along it at full speed.”

“What are you?” you looked at him, you had never seen people who saw angels before.

“I am a man, but who are you? That girl said she stuck a knife in you, but they thought she was crazy. But there was not a scratch on you, and you touched the knife, but there were no prints of yours. How could you save me from death?"

“Even if I hadn’t shown up, you wouldn’t have died, you would have just ended up in the hospital for a few weeks,” you replied. “Unbelievable,” you continued to examine him.

“It’s not me who’s incredible here, it’s you,” he said, taking a step towards you, attracting your attention. “You were now sitting on the table, but hyung didn’t see you, although you were in front of his nose. Then you said that you don’t quite relate to humanity. Who are you?" his voice practically trembled. Although you didn’t see fear in his eyes, it was more like excitement.

“It’s much more interesting who you are. Remember what we talked about, I’ll be right back” you pointed your finger at him before heading back to the office in search of your mentor.

"Can people see angels?" You asked as soon as you found a mentor.

“Only if the angel showed himself. Why are you asking?"

“And if only one person can see the angel, while he is hidden to everyone else. Could this be possible?

“Usually this can happen if a person experienced strong feelings for an angel when he saw him or the angel saved him from death. Then the angel becomes his guardian and appears in front of him every time the person is in pain or when he is in danger."

“If such a connection existed, then, for example, if a person cut himself, his angel would appear in front of him.”

“Not exactly what I had in mind, but if at that moment a person felt pain, then an angel would appear”

“This shouldn’t apply to the angels of death, right?”

“Even though you are the messengers of death, you are still angels first and foremost. So it affects everyone. Why are you even asking this?” he looked at you

“It’s simply interesting. To broaden horizons” you smiled

“If you are so interested, you can start with the books in the study. Better study books than do stupid things."

“Some other time,” you said, moving towards Jinyoung again.

He practically jumped in place when you appeared in front of him. You walked up to him and took his hand, seeing a cut running through all his fingers. So it’s true, you have become his guardians. “Will you tell me who you are?” Jinyoung asked as you let go of his hand and began to walk in a circle, trying to figure out how to get rid of this problem.

“Can we limit ourselves to the fact that I do not belong to humanity?” you smiled and sat back in your chair, crossing your legs, watching him.

“You know you don’t walk on the floor, right?” he asked, pointing to the surfaces in his room that you were moving on. “You can’t stand on the floor for long? Will something happen to you?"

“How cute,” you laughed because of the worry in his voice. “It’s more of a habit developed over centuries, because I definitely won’t run into people like that.”

"But they'll just pass right through you"

“That doesn’t mean I won’t feel it. Every time someone passes through me, I feel the darkness of their soul."

“If you feel the sins of people, does that mean you are a demon from hell?” he asked

You stood up and snapped your fingers, changing your appearance. You stood dressed in a black latex suit and twirled a burning trident in your hands, “And this is quite comfortable.” You ran your hand over your body, “Does it suit me?” you smiled, looking at the shocked Jinyoung, who, with his mouth open, backed away until he hit the wall. “Apparently, not very much.” You laughed and snapped your fingers again, returning to your previous appearance. You took one flower from the vase and tore off the petals and threw them up. By snapping your fingers, you stopped time

"How do you do it?" Jinyoung asked, pointing to the petals that were hanging in the air

“That’s what I thought, mine time stop doesn’t work on you anymore,” you muttered, snapping your fingers again. The petals fell to the floor while Jinyoung was still looking at you with his mouth open.

"Are you appearing in front of me because I'm about to die?" he asked

“No, you won't die. I'm just interested in watching you"

"Why? Is there too much darkness in me?" His voice was shaking

“On the contrary, there is absolutely no darkness in you, which surprised me. And by the way, to answer your question, I’m not a demon, although I don’t deny that for some reason people are used to thinking of me as one,” you grinned

“So you are an angel,” he said

“An angel of death to be exact” you laughed as his eyes widened “That’s exactly what I was talking about” you said pointing at his reaction

"Sorry"

“You shouldn’t take the blame for something you weren’t involved in”

"I thought the angels were different"

“I thought they showed up in robes and quoted the Bible?” You asked, “If it makes you more comfortable...” you raised your hand.

“No, stop.” He waved his hands, "Your 'unconventionality' and jokes help me not to faint." He looked out the window, “It’s winter now,” he said, and this time you looked at him in surprise, “You’re just barefoot, and yours...” Jinyoung looked you from head to toe, “the dress only slightly covers the body. You don’t feel cold?"

“We’re built a little differently,” you laughed. “Physical and emotional sensations, we can feel them, but only when we want them to” You looked at him as he laughed “What?” You asked

“Nothing” he tried to hide his smile

“You don’t want me to find out for myself, do you?” You asked, waving your hand at him.

"Can you read my mind?" At first he looked at you with widened eyes, but then grinned, answering to himself, “Of course you can. I thought that people must be happy to see someone so beautiful after death. I don’t know why this thought came to my mind,” you smiled at his assumption, without specifying that an angel after death comes in the form of the one they loved most in this life.

You looked out the window as the sky became lighter. “Don’t people sleep at night?” you looked at Jinyoung again

“I wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway. I am now communicating with an angel who is sitting on my chair. How can you sleep here? he smiled

“Try” you said when you felt that your mentor was looking for you. “I have to go” you got up from the chair

“Will I see you again?” he asked

“You're the only one who can do this,” you winked at him before moving out of the mentor's office.

“Don’t say that you have become the guardian of the soul you were watching,” asked the mentor as soon as you appeared

“Oops,” you smiled and shrugged.

“I warned you,” he shook his head.

"Is it so bad? Wow, great place, comfy,” you said, plopping down in the mentor’s chair, running your fingers over the soft chair.

"Yes! If you continue to appear in front of him, you will begin to experience emotions without the ability to control them. If you experience emotions, you may get hurt." Did you really hear the fear in your mentor's voice?

“Don’t worry, I’ll disappear before that happens,” you looked at your mentor, “Can I have that chair too?” you smiled widely while jumping on a soft pillow

“Please, a moment of seriousness! You are my eternal headache!" He grabbed his head, shaking it

“Your head can’t hurt,” you whispered, getting up from his chair.

“Every time I see you, I understand that nothing is impossible,” he rolled his eyes

. . .

You walked into your room, wandering among the shelves with all sorts of things that caught your attention in the human world. Aha, I found it!, you exclaimed, taking out a painting, exactly the same as the one hanging in Jinyoung’s living room. You placed the painting near the window and sat on the floor, looking at it. After you dealt with things, you were transported to the place where Jinyoung was. You stood on a high fence, watching him. When he saw you, he smiled widely and raised his hand to wave at you. He stopped himself when several people turned their attention to him. Turning around, you were wearing the same suit he was wearing. He gave you a thumbs up, pretending to fix your hair. You put your dress back and jumped, sitting on the edge of the tent that was next to him. He raised the phone to his ear, “Hello!” He said smiling broadly at you. You laughed at his little trick of not drawing attention to him. "How are you?" “Are you seriously asking how the angel is doing?” you grinned “Several days have passed, perhaps for you they flew by like 5 minutes, but after all, you were doing something during this time.” “Reasonable. Let's just say did my job." For a moment the smile disappeared from his face. He looked at you, you would even say with sympathy. “Well done, I’m sure you did well” You laughed loudly, clapping your hands together “Are you trying to feel sorry for me now?” you practically rolled around laughing, making him roll his eyes "I do my best" “Well done, you did it well,” you said with the same intonation as him. “Are you teasing me now?” “I do my best” you shook your head, getting to your feet. “You are simply incredible,” he chuckled. “I hear that a lot,” you said, walking around the edge of the tent. “You should go,” you said, pointing at the man who was walking in his direction.

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You were transported to your room, falling onto your bed. “Where has that ill-mannered angel of death gone again!” you heard your mentor’s dissatisfied voice approaching your room. “Oh, there you are!” He said when he saw you “I already thought, you again with this mortal soul” “You seemed angry with me, so I decided not to flash in front of your nose for a while,” you said, throwing your legs up on the wall. “This is all somehow too suspicious. I'm watching you” he looked at you with narrowed eyes.

. . .

You returned to the office having dealt with all your mentor’s orders. You smiled when you found yourself in the office alone. You quickly walked over to your mentor's chair and relaxed, allowing yourself to fall into its softness. You fell through it, falling through the darkness. Did Jinyoung cut himself again, you thought before finding yourself in a room with dim red lights. You stood up, looking around. All the walls and ceiling were covered with Jinyoung's photos. You turned towards the bed and saw Jinyoung lying in his boxers only. You smiled, it didn't look like he had cut himself. His arms and legs were tied to each corner of the bed. His eyes and mouth were blindfolded. You carefully stood on the bed covered with rose petals. You sat on his chest with your legs crossed. Carefully moved the blindfold from his eyes to his forehead. “Are you into roleplay game?” you asked, looking around. You met Jinyoung's gaze, which was filled with fear. “Did you forget your safe word?” you giggled, removing the bandage from his mouth.

“Please save me,” he whispered, barely audible. The fear in his voice was real. You turned towards the locked door.

“I can't free you. Although I can make sure no one comes here before the police arrive,” you said and he sighed with relief.

“Why can’t I feel you even though you’re sitting on my chest?” he whispered

“You forgot, I’m not here” you winked at him, jumping onto the floor and he smiled “A smile is a good sign” you leaned forward looking around the next room. "Shouldn't she be in jail?" You asked pointing to the door behind which was the girl who wanted to stab him.

“So it was that girl who kidnapped me?”

"In case you were wondering, she's cooking dinner."

"This is not normal" Jinyoung muttered

“You’re right, it doesn’t smell very good,” you said, turning in his direction. But he looked at the walls covered with his photographs in horror.

“Oh, about that. Apparently you didn't have a chance to admire the interior. Impressive, isn't it?" you sat on the bed next to him, laying your head on his stomach and looking at the ceiling. “By the way, in case you didn’t notice due to shock, you’re practically naked,” you said, getting back to your feet.

"What the..." his eyes widened

“Shh... unlike me, she can hear you,” you said as he raised his voice. He closed his eyes, trying to fight the anger inside. You jumped onto the bed and sat on the iron headboard that his legs were tied to. “How did you end up here?” you watched him

"Don't know. I was supposed to go to the shoot, but I can’t remember anything after I walked out into the parking lot.” He shook his head, opening his eyes.

“How are you going to save your almost naked ass from this person?” you smiled widely. “If I take this away, no one will believe that you were able to free yourself without tearing your skin to blood.” You pointed to the plastic zip ties around his wrists.

"Phone! Try to find my phone" he said looking around.

You opened the closet hoping that his clothes would be there. “How terrible!” You gasped.

“What's there? What happened?" he whispered worriedly

You pulled out a sweater from the closet, a dirty mustard color with a not-so-good image of a beaver embroidered on it, showing it to Jinyoung. “Her tastes terrible. Brrr...” you shook your head, putting the thing back in the closet.

"You're terrible!" Jinyoung muttered through clenched teeth, trying to fight his laughter. “I'm actually trying to survive here,” he said, chuckling quietly. He took a deep breath to calm himself. "Phone"

“Exactly!” you clapped your hands as you walked into the other room. “Found it,” you shouted, placing him on the floor, you pushed him with your foot so that he slipped under the door. You snapped your fingers, stopping time only for the girl as she turned towards the door behind which was Jinyoung. “You can speak calmly,” you said as you passed back to the room. You picked up the phone and turned it on.

“Have you stopped time?” he stared at you

“Only for her. It seemed like she wanted to check on you." You turned on your phone and placed it next to him. "Remember to keep your voice low." You said as he dialed the manager using voice command.

"Quiet. Shhh... hyung shut up" he hissed into the phone when the man practically shouted his name into the phone

You shook your head, rolling your eyes. You pointed to the window when Jinyoung was asked where he was. “I think I saw a yellow restaurant sign through the window before I was blindfolded.” You smiled as he said several similar names before naming the correct one.

“Tell that you think you smell burnt food,” you said and he stared at you, repeating your words. “And also tell them not to call, because you don’t know where the phone is and you’re lucky that it worked on your voice.”

You took the phone when the maneger hung up. You laid him on the floor, kicking him under the nightstands next to the bed. “It’s entirely possible that it fell out of your clothes while she was undressing you.” You smiled, shrugging.

“Would I have died today if you hadn’t shown up?” he asked, meeting your gaze

“No, you wouldn't die. Although you might have gotten a few scars to remember that day while you were trying to escape the trap" you said pointing at his hands

“Why did you say about the smell of burnt food?” he asked when you sat down next to him.

“I told you she was cooking dinner, she burned it. Or rather, this will happen in 10-15 minutes. Just the right moment for her time to start again. Because the food will burn, it will go back to the kitchen and won’t come here, and the smell will be heard even in the entrance. I forgot to tell you, the other room is also completely covered in your photos,” you said, returning to the bed. “I’m surprised by the number of them, but what surprises me even more is that not a single photo is repeated twice,” you pointed to the photos around

He laughed quietly and you looked at him in surprise. “I just remembered your reaction to that sweater with the half-dead beaver,” he whispered. You walked up to the door, tilting your head through the door, snapping your fingers when you smelled smoke. As you thought, she ran back to the kitchen.

“Right? I’m not the only one who thinks this thing is extremely strange. It seems to me that even a beaver would be horrified if they showed him this sweater." You shook your head as you approached the window. "Hurray! Finally, our valiant prince rushed to save his princess from a tower with a fire-breathing dragon." You clapped your hands joyfully when you saw a lot of cars with flashing lights below.

“Am I a princess now?” he smiled widely.

“Why not” you jumped onto the bed and squatted next to his head. “This needs to be returned” you said sliding the blindfold back over your eyes when you heard a loud noise and screams outside the door.

“Are you still around?” he whispered barely audibly

You smiled and took his hand. He squeezed your finger as his body began to shake violently. After several strong blows, the door to the room fell out, falling to the floor. "I found him." the man shouted before entering the room. “Jinyoung.” Can you hear me?" The man said as he removed Jinyoung's blindfold. “Don’t be afraid, I’m from the police. Everything will be fine."

Jinyoung kept his gaze on you as the man cut off his bonds. You winced as Jinyoung groaned in pain as he tried to sit up. “Lay down, the doctor will come now,” the man said, covering Jinyoung with a blanket.

“Oh yeah, it’s right, the blanket will help him deal with the pain,” you muttered, rolling your eyes. “Stop giggling!” you said as he turned on his side, towards you. “They’ll think you’re crazy.”

“Isn’t that so? I’m talking to the angel of death, remember?” he winked at you, smiling widely as the man walked away from him.

You jumped to the side when a lot of people appeared and kept asking practically the same questions. “Do they have trouble processing information or is it normal to ask the same questions to someone who has been kidnapped?” You asked, standing on the iron headboard, watching the people who surrounded Jinyoung. Jinyoung covered his mouth with his hand, hiding his smile at your words.

"Anyway... See you!" You said, waving your hand at Jinyoung before vanishing.

_______________________ More Park Jinyoung x Reader: Girl, what more beautiful than moonlight (fluff) Secret (smut) The window (fluff, smut) Ah, that’s what love is! (fluff) Our nights (smut)

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iamyoursinblog · 6 months

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Halloween party

Pairing: Jackson Wang x Reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 2.9 k

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You liked the fact that everyone in your company dressed up in Halloween costumes. It was funny, especially the party that was held after work.

You were spinning in front of the mirror, trying to figure out if your costume was too provocative. Although you didn't have a plan B anyway. No matter what happens, you giggled quickly leaving the house. You tried not to pay attention to how everyone around you reacted to you while you got to work. You sighed with relief when you pulled into the underground parking lot. You laughed when you saw several people in cosplay costumes. This will be fun, you thought as you got out of the car.

Every year everyone tried to surprise with their costume, and light accessories grew into full-fledged cosplays. You examined your mistress costume from head to toe in the mirror, checking the riding crop in your hand. Why is it only now that you started to feel like your latex dress is too short?

“Holly fuck!” you laughed at the reaction of your assistant who was waiting for you when the elevator doors opened on your floor. “Did you forget that today is Halloween, so you came in your everyday role?” he raised an eyebrow at you.

You smacked him on the shoulder. “Shut up,” you rolled your eyes. “You think that’s too much?” You asked when you entered the office.

“Too sexy, too tight, too short, too high heels, too dominant... Just right!” He smiled widely at you. “Oh...” He stopped in the doorway turning in your direction. “It’s okay though... this will be fun,” he chuckled quietly before leaving the office.

You were glad that you didn't have much work to do today and you could enjoy the time just hanging out with your friends at work. You didn’t even notice how the day flew by until you found yourself in the middle of a party. You continued to scan the room to make sure everything was going well. After all, this year you were in charge of the party.

“Jackson is here,” your assistant said as he approached you.

"Who? WHAT?" You stared at him with wide eyes. Just now you remembered that Jackson Wang was invited to the party because he was the face of your brand. How could you forget about this? You looked sharply at the assistant when you remembered his behavior in the morning “Oh you...” You swung your riding crop at him, but he ran away before you could reach him.

“You seem to know how to use it,” a deep voice made you freeze in place. You slowly turned towards Jackson, who was looking at you with a smile.

“I... it’s just part of the costume,” you quickly replied, hiding the riding crop behind your back. “Glad you were able to come to the party. Let me show you to the table,” you showed him the way. Damn how could you forget that Jackson was coming. Oh, this is definitely a bad choice of costume, you thought about your too vulgar appearance.

You tried to hide all evening, watching the Jackson table from afar. You stamped your foot angrily, realizing that no one had approached his table for the last half an hour. You quickly made your way to his table when you saw that all the drinks were empty.

“Oh wow!” one of the guys whistled when you approached the table. “And why haven’t we been served by such a sexy kitty before?” said the second guy at the Jackson table.

“Shut up idiot! You make me look bad!” Jackson slapped one of the guys on the shoulder as everyone laughed. Jackson smiled at you, and you barely restrained yourself from laughing at his drunken state.

“Do you want something?” You asked looking only at Jackson, and not paying attention to the behavior of others.

“Do I want something...” Jackson grinned, looking you up and down as if you were dessert. You could practically feel his gaze on your skin.

You pointed at him with your riding crop making him look into your eyes “I’m not trying to seduce you.” You said and everyone at his table laughed out loud. Jackson lowered his head, trying to hide his embarrassment, while the others laughed at him. You ran the leather edge of the crop along his neck, lifting his chin. “Would you like me to seduce you?” you grinned, Jackson's lips parted slightly making him look so innocent, making you want to really seduce him. Jackson's gaze changed, causing everything inside you to shrink into a tight knot. Oh boy... You barely restrained yourself from moaning at the look he was looking at you. You couldn’t even understand what kind of look it was, and why it turned you on so much. “Anyway...” You quickly changed your tone to jokingly laughing with everyone when your fantasy went too far. It seems that you have gotten used to the role of the dominant too much. “I was asking about drinks,” you said, smiling widely. You quickly moved away from the table, heading to the bar to order Jackson drinks.

You took a few sips of cold water, trying to calm the heat in your body. And what was that, you thought. You turned around and were surprised to see that Jackson was still looking at you.

“It seems your suit worked as it should, lady,” your assistant said, appearing out of nowhere.

“Looks like you're up for a beating,” you snorted, slapping him on the shoulder. “How could you not remind me that Jackson will be at the party!” you practically growled, “This is definitely not the way I should have greeted him!!!” You patted his shoulder again.

“That’s exactly why I didn’t say it,” he laughed. “Because that’s exactly the way you should greet him,” he said, turning your head towards Jackson, who continued to look at you. You quickly took your assistant’s hand and headed to the end of the hall. “If you suddenly want Jackson to think that I'm your boyfriend, you failed from the very beginning. He knows I'm gay"

“How does he know about this?” you looked at him in surprise

“I'm dating one of his friends,” your assistant said, hugging you. “And by the way, I think Jackson likes you. Not just today because of your sexy looks, but from the very beginning. He's always looked at you that way, you just didn't pay attention because you focused on work,” he chuckled before leaving you alone.

It doesn't matter, you thought, reminding yourself that Jackson was an idol. It would be too foolish to take it too seriously.

You breathed a sigh of relief when the party ended and everyone left. You looked around the empty hall and smiled contentedly, enjoying your work. You walked down to the parking lot before heading to your car. Maybe you should keep this, you thought, looking at the riding crop in your hand. You definitely enjoyed this role. You smiled widely at the thought. You raised your head and stopped when you saw Jackson leaning against your car in the empty parking lot.

“Yes,” Jackson said, and your skin broke out in goosebumps from his deep voice.

"What?" you barely restrained yourself from retreating back from his imperious aura

“Will you give me a ride?” a smile barely touched the corners of his lips.

“Yes, of course,” you quickly unlocked the car, still confused by his presence. You got into the car, starting the engine. “Where should I take you?” You asked, heading towards the dressage area from the parking lot.

“To your home,” he said calmly

You slammed on the brakes and turned your head in his direction. But he looked completely calm, looking forward, without a shadow of the fact that he was joking now. You gripped the steering wheel knowing exactly what that meant. You hesitated whether you should refuse or just go home. You drove again, turning towards your house. You spent the entire journey in silence. But unlike Jackson, who looked relaxed, you were going crazy with your thoughts.

In the same silence you entered your house. “I’ll get you a drink,” you said, practically running towards the kitchen.

OMG!!!! You tried to calm down. You wanted to scream. What is the next? You rested your hands on the table. As it will be? This was your first time in such a situation and you absolutely didn’t know what to do. It was clear for what purpose you came here, but now that you were in the house... the reality scared you, although it also excited you just as much. Just go with the flow, you told yourself. Come what may! You took out a whiskey glass and filled it for Jackson. Maybe you should have a drink too? Although it’s better to be sober, you thought, returning the bottle to its place. You took a few deep breaths, trying to look calm before heading to the living room.

“You seem to like whiskey,” you said as you walked into the living room.

You froze with your mouth open as you entered the living room. Your hand dropped helplessly, pouring whiskey onto the floor. The glass slipped from your fingers, falling to the floor with a thud, just like your heart. You stared almost breathlessly at Jackson, who was slowly unbuttoning his shirt.

“Yes,” Jackson said throwing his shirt onto the sofa. “I would like you to seduce me.” You took a step back, leaning against the wall. You couldn’t trust your legs, which had turned into cotton wool.

“OMG,” you whispered, barely breathing when Jackson unzipped his pants. All this time he did not take his eyes off you. Continuing to calmly undress while standing in the middle of your living room. How can he be so calm when you are on the verge of madness, you thought.

Jackson took a step towards you and you wanted to take a step back, but you had already hit the wall. Jackson grinned, resting his hand on the wall next to your head. “Although I don’t mind being the one to seduce you at all,” Jackson ran his fingers along your neck, moving down to your breast along the edge of your dress.

“Oh my...” you exhaled again as your skin broke out in goosebumps.

Jackson laughed getting closer to your face “I don’t mind you called me that too” Jackson wrapped his arm around your waist pulling your body towards him.

You pressed your lips to him without waiting for his next step. He chuckled as he pushed you against the wall. It was not a kiss, but pure madness. It even seemed to you that you could pass out from overexcitation. Jackson turned you, pushing you to the edge of the table, forcing you to sit on it. Jackson knelt down, slowly running his fingers up your legs, spreading your thighs wide. “Now let me please you, my Mistress” he kept his gaze on you, leaving kisses on your thighs. A shudder went through your body when Jackson pressed his nose into your crotch, deeply inhaling your scent. His teeth lightly squeezed your clitoris through your panties, making you moan.

You wanted more, but Jackson was in no hurry, continuing to drive you crazy with his gentle caresses, “Apparently you want to be punished?” you gripped his hair, lifting his face up as he once again returned his kisses to your thighs.

“You can use this however you want,” Jackson said sticking out his tongue. You practically growled at his provocation. You grinned pushing him in the chest, forcing him to lie on the floor in front of you. You took off your panties, throwing them to the side.

“As you wish,” you sent him a lecherous smile before sitting on his face. You moaned as he ran his tongue through your wet folds. You moved your hips causing his nose to rub your clit, increasing the pleasure of his tongue. You were so close, you began to move faster on his face, trembling with pleasure. Jackson's fingers squeezed your hips, helping you move faster. You fell forward, resting your hands on the floor as you came, breathing heavily with pleasure.

“Fuck that was so sexy,” Jackson growled, running his tongue along your crotch, making you tremble. Before you knew it, your back was on your table in a moment. “You taste so good I want to eat you all up,” you moaned loudly as Jackson dug in mouth into your pussy, pushing his tongue into your hole.

“Stop,” you gripped his hair.

His quiet laugh made my insides clench into knots with excitement. “Baby,” he raised his head, meeting your gaze. “You ask me to stop, but you press my face against your crotch,” he ran the tip of his tongue over your clitoris. “So, who should I listen to...” Jackson ran his fingers over your lips, pushing into your mouth, “your mouth or your body?” Jackson asked before sliding his tongue into your pussy again.

“Ooohhh god...” your back arched in pleasure. You blushed completely as he pressed your knees to your shoulders, spreading them wide, making you look so slutty. "What are you doing?" you moaned as Jackson continued to lick your entire crotch.

“You’re so open to my tongue, it’s hard to resist.”

You moaned loudly as he slid his tongue into your pussy again, stretching your folds with his fingers. “Please...” you practically whimpered in pleasure.

“What are you asking for, baby?” Jackson grinned, pushing two fingers of each hand into you. “Although whatever you ask, you are completely ready for it. Just look how greedily your pussy squeezes my fingers"

“Fuck,” you practically suffocated from the feeling of being full. You tried to pull away, to run away... but he didn’t give you even a hint of salvation... you swallowed loudly when Jackson threw his boxers aside. His big dick swayed as if welcoming you. Everything inside you was burning with the desire to feel him inside. You hissed when Jackson pulled out his fingers, pushing the head of his dick into your hole. You were just going crazy... You had never been so wet before. “Jackson” you moaned when he spanked him with his dick against your clit, sending an electric charge through your body. “Please... Please, Jackson.”

“Mmmm...baby you need to tell me exactly what you're asking for.” Jackson continued to tease you, moving his cock along your crotch, only slightly pressing the head on your hole.

“I want you to push your dick into my pussy!” you gripped his hair, pulling him closer to you. “And fucked me until you ran out of strength!”

“You asked for it yourself, then don’t complain!” Jackson growled with a grin. He pushed into you hard the entire length, making you scream from a mixture of pain and pleasure. You couldn’t even take the next breath from his hard thrusts. Less than 15 minutes and you were already barely restraining yourself with all your strength not to cum. Crazy, you weren’t even sure if it was just a phrase in your head or if you said it out loud.

“You're taking my dick so hard. Are you really ready to cum, and we haven’t even started yet?”

. . .

You opened your eyes as the sun completely filled your bedroom. And how did you end up here? Although... It seems you've also lost your voice... You couldn't count how many times Jackson made you cum... And even after that, he didn't stop until you lost consciousness... Although you weren't even sure if it made you cum... This is Jackson stop. You clearly overestimated your strength... and even more so underestimated Jackson. You trembled when, moving, you felt something inside you move. Only now did you realize that you were in Jackson’s arms, and his dick was still inside you. “fuck...” you chuckled at how hoarse your voice was.

“Mmm, baby, you're awake...” Jackson muttered sleepily, leaving a kiss on your shoulder.

“Why is your dick still inside?” you moaned, with every movement you made, his dick moved inside, becoming harder every second. You whimpered, the trembling in you causing pain in every muscle... You tried to pull away from him so that his dick would slip out of you.

“You asked me to fuck you until my strength runs out, but I still have too much of it...” Jackson again pressed your back to his chest, pushing his entire length back into you.

“Time out... Mercy... I beg for mercy!.. I still need to be able to walk, although now I can’t even move my little finger,” you whimpered with each of his slow and gentle thrusts.

“It’s not fair... I still have so many desires that I want to show you,” he frowned, sinking his teeth into your neck as you finally managed to roll onto your stomach, allowing his cock to slide completely out of you.

“If one of these desires is not my death, then let me sleep... until tomorrow, for example?” you trembled as he licked the spot where his teeth had been moments ago.

“How about one hour? I think this is the most I can give you." Jackson moaned, continuing to lick you.

“You are definitely crazy!”

"Congratulations!" Jackson laughed, hugging you. “From now on, you are the happy owner of this crazy!”

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More Jackson Wang

Autograph (fluff) 개새끼 (gaesaekki) (smut, agnst)

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#got7 #got7 x reader #Jackson Wang x reader #got7 Jackson #Jackson wang #got7 x you #got7 x y/n #Jackson x you #Jackson x y/n

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Kiss me...

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: fluff, smut

Word Count: 2.3 k

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Damn, why the hell did this idiot show up at the party? You hit the column with your hand, trying to calm down. Not only did your ex have the nerve to come to the party, but he also came with the girl he cheated on you with. You continued to swear in your mind, unable to calm down. The only thing that made you control yourself was that no one knew that you two were dating. For everyone, you were a choreographer, and he was one of the dancers.

“Hey,” Jungkook smiled as he walked out onto the back porch. "What a big party. But why are you hiding from everyone?

“Hey, Jungkook,” you smiled. “I didn’t think you’d come”

“We haven’t gathered with all the staff for a long time. I definitely couldn't miss it" you laughed watching him dance to the music, moving closer to you. Jungkook always made you smile, distracting you from everything around you. Every time he was around, there was peace in your soul.

"You are right. We need to have a blast at the party!” you started dancing to the music along with Jungkook. You and Jungkook laughed at your little private party on the back porch.

You shifted your gaze forward and your jaw tensed when you saw your ex-boyfriend. He watched you and Jungkook through the window in the large hall where all the staff were. Oh, you're definitely going to do something really stupid, you told yourself in your head.

You took a step towards Jungkook, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Sorry, Jungkook,” you said, pressing your lips to his. It took you a lot of effort to remain still. You've dreamed of kissing him too many times. And you absolutely did not expect that you would do this to piss off your asshole ex. You turned Jungkook's back to the window, continuing to press your lips against it. Jungkook practically froze without breathing.

You watched as your ex walked away from the window. You pulled away from Jungkook, who stood motionless with wide eyes. And how should you explain this, you thought looking at Jungkook.

“What...” Jungkook said, but you pressed your lips to his again, weaving your fingers into his hair. You saw your ex walk up to the door, stepping out onto the back porch.

“Seriously...” you heard your ex’s annoyed voice. "__________!" he said your name loudly as he walked in your direction. You walked away from Jungkook, meeting your ex's gaze.

“Pyoungya” you tried to sound calm as possible. Although now you were more worried about Jungkook, who seemed to have turned into a statue.

"I'd like to discuss something" your ex said drilling Jungkook's back.

"I'm busy. Besides, work issues should be resolved at work, not at a party,” you snorted, taking a step back when your ex tried to take your hand. “I’m sure your girlfriend has been waiting for you,” you snorted.

“She can wait,” your ex said.

You turned your head towards Jungkook as he took your hand. “Sorry, but I can’t.” Jungkook turned and smiled at your ex. Your ex’s jaw practically hit the floor when he saw that it was Jungkook.

You turned around and pulled Jungkook by the hand, heading towards the end of the garden.

Everything inside you is seething with anger. “Bastard,” you growled as you walked into the gazebo.

“Do you want to explain what that was?” Jungkook asked and you froze.

Exactly, Jungkook! You thought mentally. You turned around and saw that you were still holding his hand tightly the entire time. You left go of him, taking a step back. “Right, explain,” you said, trying to figure out exactly how you should do this. “This all needs to be explained,” you whispered, walking from side to side. “First of all, I'm sorry. I really shouldn't do something so stupid. I’m sorry I kissed you,” you said turning towards him.

“I'm sure there's a reason for that,” Jungkook smiled.

"Yes!" you clapped your hands. “There really is a reason,” you shook your head. “It’s just hard to explain.”

“Pyoungya. Is he your ex?” Jungkook asked and you glared at him. "It is obvious. He was offended by the fact that you kissed someone else"

“Yes, he’s my ex,” you looked at the floor. “It’s just that when I saw him looking at me through the window with that look that used to make my heart beat wildly... I don’t know... In any case, I’m sorry for pulling you into all this mess"

“It seems like he still has feelings for you. Judging by the reaction I saw"

"Feelings?" you chuckled. “He didn’t care about these feelings or me when he fucked the blonde he came with, at the last party,” you snorted in disgust.

“Awww.” Jungkook exhaled sharply. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

“Everything is fine,” you smiled widely. “I survived it. I don’t know where this childish desire to prove something to him came from.”

“I suggest washing it all off with alcohol.” Jungkook smiled widely. “Wait here, I’ll be right back.”

= = =

Jungkook stopped when he saw that your ex was still standing on the porch.

“How long have you been fucking my girlfriend?” he asked

“I don’t think you have any right left to call her that or say anything like that towards her,” Jungkook answered sharply. “And I really hope you don’t try to communicate with MY girlfriend outside of work again!”

Jungkook walked past your ex, heading into the house. “I hope the taste of my dick doesn’t stop you from kissing her,” your ex grinned. Jungkook froze at these words, barely restraining himself from killing him right now.

“You fucked me so bad that your taste was never there!” your voice made Jungkook turn around sharply.

"What did you say?" your ex asked, looking at you with anger. But you stood and smiled looking at Jungkook.

Jungkook walked towards you, pressing your body against his. “Do you have hearing problems?” Jungkook asked looking at your ex. “Have you miss me yet?” Jungkook smiled at you and kissed your cheek. “Sorry, baby, I got distracted”

“As far as I remember, you didn’t like being hugged and kissed in public,” your ex snorted, looking at Jungkook’s arm around your waist.

“Maybe she didn’t like the publicity, but the one who kissed and hugged her,” Jungkook shrugged. Jungkook leaned over and kissed you. He tried not to pay attention to how hard his heart was beating all this time. “As you can see now, she doesn’t mind at all,” he fought the urge to continue this kiss, seeing how your cheeks turned red.

Jungkook hugged you tighter as he walked towards the door. “By the way...” Jungkook turned towards your ex “thanks for being such a bastard. Thanks to this, I finally have a chance to be with ______!” he turned to you, leaving your ex standing there with his mouth open.

“Do you want to run away?” Jungkook asked when you were alone.

“I want,” you whispered.

= = =

And what am I doing here, you asked yourself mentally standing in the middle of Jungkook’s living room.

“What do you want to drink?” Jungkook asked, suddenly appearing behind you. You turned towards Jungkook, searching for the right words to escape. “Don’t even think about it,” Jungkook said, winking at you. “I can see that you’re making an escape plan in your head. You promised to have a drink with me.”

“I don’t think today is a good day for this,” you said. There were too many emotions between you two in the last few hours. Especially considering the fact how hard your heart pounded every time you saw Jungkook.

"Are you afraid of me?" asked Jungkook looking attentively at you

“Yes,” you answered, meeting his gaze. “I'm afraid that because of my emotions, I will want to kiss you again.”

“You're straightforward,” Jungkook laughed quietly. “Then I’ll be honest with you too.” Jungkook took a step towards you. “I told the truth about the chance to be with you”

"What?"

“I won’t believe that you never noticed the chemistry between us,” Jungkook chuckled. “I always want to kiss you and touch you when you’re around.”

Jungkook's words made you step back. “That... I know. This is why this whole situation is so dangerous. Besides, many saw that we left together.”

"And what? It seems like we haven’t been children for a long time... And we don’t have to explain anything to anyone. So why is this situation dangerous?” Jungkook shrugged and smiled sweetly. Jungkook took a step towards you and you backed away. “Tell me you don’t want me and I’ll stop...”

Your jaw tensed as Jungkook took off his shirt, throwing it to the floor as he continued to take steps towards you. Fuck, his body was amazing. You practically moaned when Jungkook pulled you towards his body. His fingers slowly trailed down your back, causing your skin to break out in goosebumps. “You didn’t answer...” Jungkook grinned, pushing you against the wall. “Should I stop?” Jungkook asked, running his fingers over your reddened cheek.

“If I tell you to stop, will you stop?” you practically moaned as Jungkook’s fingers dug into your skin.

Jungkook ran his nose along your neck, making you die with the desire to feel his lips on your skin. "Yes." Jungkook whispered in your ear. Jungkook took a step back letting go of you.

You grabbed Jungkook by the waistband of his pants, pulling his hot body back towards you. “I didn’t tell you to stop,” you chuckled. Jungkook pressed you against the wall, pressing his lips into yours. This kiss made everything inside of you melt. His tongue slid into your mouth making you die with desire.

“I dreamed about this from the very beginning,” Jungkook groaned, pulling you towards the bedroom. He continued to kiss you, getting rid of your clothes. “Fuck,” he growled looking at your naked body. Oh, his reaction and look made your skin crawl.

“Wow...” you gasped as he got rid of his pants, leaving you completely naked.

"Like?" Jungkook grinned, running his fingers over his cock.

You sat on the edge of the bed, leaning forward. Jungkook moaned as you ran your tongue over his head. “I really like it!” you smiled widely. You weren’t a fan of oral sex, but his cock made you want to lick and suck it. You won't become addicted to his cock, will you? Fuck, you're going to become, you thought as Jungkook moaned loudly from your caresses. You lowered yourself to the full length, taking Jungkook’s dick completely into your mouth until it hit your throat.

“Ooohhh god... _________!..You will become my death." Jungkook growled, gripping your hair tightly. He pushed you back, with a wide view of your legs. "Just look how wet and ready you are for me."

You moaned as Jungkook slowly pushing his full length into you. “Fuck... this is amazing,” you moaned, feeling completely filled. “Your cock is just made for a great fuck.”

“Your mouth is definitely going to drive me crazy!” Jungkook growled making a hard thrust.

You couldn’t hold back your moans from every thrust he made. It was so deep that it even hurt. But there was no thought of him stopping. He leaned forward, resting his hands near your head. “Fuck!...Jungkook...” you gasped almost sexily when the angle of his lips changed, hitting the point inside that was driving you crazy.

"Oh.. that's where it is!" Jungkook chuckled. “Do you like it when my dick hits here?” he asked making his thrusts more rough.

“Oh yes... Jungkook... god, yes... more... yes!..” you sank your teeth into his chest in order to somehow shut up your mouth, which continued to speak incoherent nonsense...

“Fuck, your pussy sucks me in so greedily... and flows so lustfully for me!”

Jungkook's growl made you want more... it was so hot that your bodies were completely covered in moisture... “Oooh god yes! Jungkook!” You kicked out your back as you came, screaming his name loudly. Even after you came, Jungkook didn’t stop, continuing to quickly pound into your pussy. The heat burned your body and melted everything inside. “Jungkook...wait..” You tried to stop him. He pressed your hands without giving you the slightest opportunity to push him away... “this is too much” you whimpered, the pleasure was too strong.

He wrapped his arms around your legs, resting your calves on his left shoulder. You were going crazy, it seemed that in this position his penis became even bigger. "Baby this is too good"

“Jungkook stop...”

Jungkook turned you around, positioning you doggy style, digging his fingers into your thighs. “Baby just a little more,” he seemed out of his mind.

Your whole body trembled from each of his thrusts, which hit the g spot. “Down there is too weird... no... Jungkook... stop... please” You growled when the shaking got stronger... “fuck” you screamed loudly. Jungkook growled loudly as you felt wetness running down your thighs.. “fuck... I told you to stop.”

“Oh my god baby this is gorgeous!” Jungkook moaned making a few more hard thrusts. He pulled out and you felt his hot sperm cover your back. The trembling intensified again when Jungkook ran his tongue along your crotch. He greedily sucked on your folds as if he was kissing you. “This is the first time with me” Jungkook lowered your hips allowing you to fall freely onto the bed. “Now I understand why they call it cream pie - it’s just as delicious.” Jungkook laughed.

You covered your face with your hands, completely blushing at his words. “Gosh, just shut up,” you were ready to die from embarrassment.

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More Kim Taehyung x Reader :

Help me (fluff, smut)

Roommate (smut)

Phone call (smut)

Thunder ( smut )

The next time I’ll win! (smut)

Girl in my dream (fluff, smut)

Tiny smile (smut)

Your ex (fluff)

Again… (angst)

Temptress! (smut)

Illegirl (smut)

Friend of my friend (smut)

I'm sorry, but I love you (angst)

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#bts #taehyung x reader #taehyung x you #bts x reader #bts x you #bts x y/n #taehyung x y/n #taehyung x jungkook #kim taehyung #bts taehyung #bts v #bts army

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iamyoursinblog · 1 year

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개새끼 (gaesaekki)

Pairing: Jackson Wang x Reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1,2 k

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Jackson grabbed your hand as he pulled you into the bathroom. “Do you think I didn’t notice the way you look at me when you think no one sees” Jackson chuckled, making you freeze with your mouth open. “Especially your boyfriend”

"Are you crazy?" your face turn pale. “Yes, I am!” Jackson chuckled, nodding his head as he took a step towards you. “I'm going crazy every time when I see you fucking me with your eyes!” Jackson closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, "I'm going crazy because I want to fuck my best friend's girlfriend" Jackson bared his teeth at your shocked gaze, Jackson took off his shirt and threw it on the floor, his cock twitching in pants as your cheeks turned red. "One more step and I'll scream!" you said as you leaned back against the wall. “I promise that you will. My cock will make you scream with pleasure” Jackson chuckled. “I'm dating Jinyoung! Madman!!! Do you even know what you’re doing right now?!” you growled “I'm going to be a scumbag for my best friend?” he asked, and his smile widened. “But if Jinyoung doesn’t find out about this, then it won’t hurt him, right?” Jackson laughed as you pushed him hard. “Yeah, okay,” Jackson shook his head, laughing softly. “You can keep playing the shy girl who doesn’t want to fuck me.” Jackson pressed your hands against the wall above your head. “You can swear and tell me to stop…” Jackson moved closer to your "I know you want it as much as I do, my naughty little slut" Jackson pressed you against the wall with his body, pressing his hard cock into your lower abdomen. He almost laughed when you exhaled loudly, and your skin was covered with goosebumps. Jackson ran his tongue down your neck, and you trembled in his captivity. "You can keep pretending you don't dream about my cock sliding into your wet pussy, making moans escape your sweet lips," Jackson moaned biting your ear, rubbing his cock against your belly. You forcefully pushed him away when you couldn't hold the soft moan that escaped your lips. "Jerk!" you growled as you took a step towards the exit. Jackson growled as he grabbed your hand. He pressed you with your stomach onto the surface near the sink. "Liar!" he growled. "I'll let you go and never cross the line again if you're not horny right now" he unbuttoned your jeans, sliding his hand into your panties. "Jackson!" you almost suffocated as his fingers slid into your wet pussy. “Just look at that flowing pussy,” laughed Jackson. “It needs me so much!” Jackson pulled your jeans down your legs as he squatted down. He stretched your folds as he ran his tongue over your crotch. He pushed his tongue into your hole, making you moan. His tongue circled your clit, making your thighs tremble. “Shit…fuck me.” Jackson froze as a silent plea escaped your lips. He wasn't even entirely sure if it was in his head or for real. He stood up, meeting your gaze in the reflection of the mirror. “Repeat it,” he growled. He wanted to be sure it wasn't his fantasy. “Now!” You looked down, muttering under your breath. He wrapped your hair around his fist, pulling your head back, pressing your back against his chest. "I said… repeat!" he ordered while glaring at you in the mirror. “Fuck me!” you said. "Say it!" Jackson squeezed your neck, sinking his teeth into your skin. “Say you want my cock to fuck your wet pussy. Tell me that you dreamed about it every time you undressed me with your eyes, sitting in the arms of your boyfriend! Tell me that riding Jinyoung's cock, I was in your mind too!" He growled low as he got rid of his pants. “Jackson” you breathed out his name as he thrust his cock into your pussy. "Yes exactly." He fucked you hard, making his name fly from your lips with every thrust. He growled out of you as you turned your head away again as he tried to kiss you. "Do not play with me!" Jackson growled as he pushed you hard against the wall.

“Don't even think, Jackson!” you held out your hand to stop him. “I can fuck you but not kiss you. Is that what you want to say?" he raised an eyebrow at you. “It belongs only to him!” you said. Your words were spoken with such seriousness that it made him take a step back. Your words made his blood boil with anger. He grabbed your shirt and threw you to the floor before lunging at you. He put you on your knees in front of him, thrusting hard into your pussy. He fucked you ruthlessly, taking out his anger at you for your words that hit him like a slap, reminding him of what a bastard he became with every thrust into your pussy. “Just look how much you like my cock, my little slut!” he left a hard slap on your ass as your pussy squeezed his cock. He was on the verge of orgasm, just like you. You covered your mouth with your hand, muffling your moan when you finished. He fell on you, sinking his teeth into your shoulder, cumming inside you. “Remember it well how good you felt on my cock” Jackson chuckled. You pushed him away before getting off the floor. You quickly put on your jeans while he lay on the floor laughing at you. “First you ask me to fuck you, and now you pretend that you didn’t just moan while my cock was deep in you” You froze in front of the door at his words. He chuckled as he saw your jaw tighten. “Will you moan like that when Jinyoung will fuck you tonight?” he asked, getting up from the floor. “I hope my name doesn't accidentally slip off your lips while Jinyoung's cock slides into your tight pussy,” Jackson laughed. You walked out of the bathroom without looking at him.

. . . One week later. . . .

He was surprised to see a drunken Jinyoung sitting on the kitchen floor next to an almost empty bottle of whiskey. “What the fuck…” Jinyoung groaned, running his hand over his face in complete desperation, throwing the phone on the floor. "What's happened?" asked Jackson, coming closer. “Hyung… I don't understand… I don't understand anything…” Jinyoung shook his head meeting Jackson's gaze. Jackson recoiled as he saw Jinyoung's eyes filled with tears. “Why is she..” Jinyoung covered his face with his hands sobbing. “Jinyoung…” Jackson's voice was no more than a whisper. He was completely shocked by Jinyoung's condition… Did you really tell Jinyoung everything. “She just left me, sending a message that she cheated on me. Hyung…” Jinyoung could barely speak while sobbing. Jackson practically fell to the floor at his words. “Jinyoung… I…” “Hyung, I love her more than life, I don't care even if it's true…” Jinyoung shook his head. “A week ago, she pulled away from me when I tried to hug her after a dorm party. Then I heard her crying in the bathroom for half the night… And in the morning, she just packed her things and left before I even woke up." Jinyoung looked at Jackson. "Hyung, but can this really be true? I love her so much.. .” The pain in Jinyoung's voice made Jackson's heart shatter into a million pieces…

What did he done?..

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Day off

Pairing: Park Jimin x Reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 9.6 k

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Summary: Quick jumping POV. Boy met girl. Boy fell in love with girl. What boy will be do when he finds out who the girl is?

♂

He was walking around his territory when he saw an unfamiliar figure. Only problems he lacked on the first day, he snorted. He quickened his pace blocking the way. He chuckled as the fragile student appeared in front of him. For a second, he even forgot that he was at work right now, wanting to get to know you.

“I don't think you'll find what you're looking for,” he said, smiling at you.

“I just…” You started to speak but he quickly put his hand over your mouth when he heard the approaching guards talking. He sat down with you hiding behind a low decorative wall covered with greenery. He raised his hand to show you to be quiet. He removed his other hand from your mouth as you shook your head in agreement. You looked at him with wide eyes making his heartbeat faster. He took your hand and quickly moved towards the exit between the plants as the other guards left.

“I don’t know how you got here, but this place is not good for a walk,” he smiled at you as he opened the door for you.

"What?" you looked at him in surprise

“This is private property if you were caught you would be in big trouble. As well as me because they did not see that a stranger got into the territory "

"Even so?!" you giggled shaking your head. “Then I should definitely be careful,” you smiled at him broadly. Oh, it would probably be too inappropriate to ask for your number, he thought, not wanting to let you go so easily. “Thank you for saving my ass from trouble.”

“Any time,” he chuckled as you stepped outside. “If it was for my day off, I would definitely flirt with you,” he smiled, looking at you from toe to head. “See you later, beaty,” he winked at you before turning and walking back to his position.

♀

You stood staring at the gate to the garden, still not fully understanding what had just happened. And when we started hiring such handsome security guards, you thought as you looked at the handsome guy. “That's something new,” you laughed at being kicked out of your own home. Although... You looked at your clothes, it's unlikely that anyone could now decide that you own this place, and not a misguided student.

You got back into your car and headed to the nearest hotel. Tomorrow will be interesting, you thought, deciding not to spoil your pleasure. You turned off your phone, not wanting to tell the head of security why you weren't home. You laughed aloud again when you entered the room. This guy... You fell into bed, running your fingers over your lips. Too sexy, you smiled, remembering how he pressed you against the wall with his hand over your mouth.

You slapped your cheek lightly as you felt your cheeks turn red. Pull yourself together!, you scolded yourself.

♂

Jimin flinched as the head of security threw a chair against the wall. "What's wrong with him?" he asked the guard who sat next to him.

“Ah, never mind. The director didn't come home today. And judging by his reaction, her phone is off," the guy waved his hand, continuing to calmly watch the video on the phone.

“Reacts like her daughter didn't come home for the night,” Jimin smiled as he watched him walk back and forth in his office.

“You can say that. He's been the director's personal bodyguard since her 5 years." The guy replied, looking over at the head. "Even though the director needs protection... I don't think it's worth worrying about her that much." The guy chuckled and Jimin stared at him.

"Why?" Jimin asked

“Our director fights and wields every possible weapon better than all of our security guards put together. The boss personally taught her since childhood"

“Wow.” Jimin's eyes widened. “Now I understand why the director would personally conduct the rookie wrestling test.” Jimin rubbed the back of his head as he thought about tomorrow.

“Good luck,” the guy laughed. “I was kicked out the mat after the first minute,” he admitted embarrassedly and winked at Jimin.

“That's not reassuring,” Jimin laughed.

The next morning, he was standing in a large training room filled with security. He definitely needs to calm down. He tried to take deep breaths, but the whole atmosphere only added to his anxiety. He wonders if it's too late to use the restroom.

He didn't want to lose, the thought made him forget his anxiety. His pride was at stake, and he wasn't about to give up so easily. Although he understood that he most likely had no chance of winning the fight, he must do everything to look decent. He flinched as everyone abruptly stood up and turned towards the entrance. Don't be nervous, he told himself, staring at the floor. He chuckled that this fight made him more nervous than the competition in which he easily took 1st place.

“Good morning, director,” all the guards bowed together, he quickly bowed with everyone. He chuckled at how much the atmosphere had changed in the presence of the director. Is this the director?, he thought looking at the girl with long hair who stood with her back to him. He expected to see someone more muscular and intimidating.

“What the fuck,” he breathed as you turned to face him.

♀

You could hardly restrain yourself from laughing at the whole hall when you saw the shocked face of the new guard.

"Great. We hadn't anyone who volunteered to be the first yet." said the head of security. You covered your mouth hiding a smile as a wave of laughter passed through the hall. The new guard looked around realizing that only he remained standing after the greeting. A promising start, you thought when he spent hand in the face.

You bowed politely to him, pointing to the spot in front of you. You took the questionnaire that the head of security gave you. Always number one, you chuckled as you looked over his competition history. Park Jimin, 27 years old. You glanced at the head of security, raising an eyebrow, but he just waved his hand. And where did the iron rule of "no one younger than 35" go?

“I advise you not to hold back if you don’t want to lose in the first fifteen seconds,” said the head of security to Jimin, making you chuckle.

You and Jimin bowed to each other, and his gaze changed. Interestingly, you smiled when instead of the shocked guy in front of you was a martial arts champion. You counted ahead his every move, but Jimin did the same. You let Jimin hit you on the ribs to grab his leg. You hit him hard in the thigh with your elbow before landing a kick in the chest with your feet, sending him head over heels off the mat. You rested your hands on your knees, breathing heavily as all the guards applauded your fight with Jimin. You haven't been on the verge of losing in a long time, you thought while looking at Jimin.

“That's why,” the security chief said, slapping your back hard. You winced in pain, gave him a murderous look. Jimin wasn't just good, he was the best. You straightened up, trying not to show the pain from all the punches you received from Jimin. Damn, tomorrow you will barely walk.

Jimin stood in front of you again and you bowed to each other. “It was great!” you said holding out your hand to him

“Apparently not enough since I ended up out of bounds,” Jimin replied. This guy obviously doesn't like to lose, you thought to yourself.

After finishing training, your body was more like a punching bag. First Jimin, then the head of security decided to beat the hell out of you for not returning home. You fell in the middle of the room, moaning. And this is just the beginning of the day.

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Jimin was surprised when he heard the boss yelling at someone in the meeting room where he was called. He entered the room hesitantly and was surprised a second time when he saw you sitting cross-legged on the table, nodding your head indifferently while the boss scolded you. Jimin quickly took his place.

“I had a reason not to come home,” you said and Jimin strained.

“I wonder what it was?”

“Mmmm...” Jimin practically stopped breathing as he felt your eyes on him. “That would give me a lot of trouble.” You smiled widely as Jimin slowly turned his head in your direction. “Anyway…” You stood up from the table. “You didn’t forget that I’m not a child anymore, right?” you snorted

“Then stop acting like a child,” the head of security snorted as he tossed the folder on the table. “From now on, Jimin is your personal bodyguard,” said the head of security.

"What?"

"What?" Jimin and you asked while staring at him.

“You seem to have a very short memory.” The head of security squeezed your shoulder, and you winced in pain. “Watch her!” he said to Jimin, Jimin just shook his head.

"Wow. Even though the guard belongs to me, I have absolutely no right.” you crossed your arms over your chest. You turned around and left the room.

“Don't mind her, she's always sassy,” the boss said, holding out a black folder to Jimin before leaving the room as well.

He returned to the training room, checking his new schedule.

“Heard you will be the director’s personal bodyguard?” said the guard clapping him on the shoulder. "Good luck with that"

“Is everything that bad?” Jimin looked at the guy in surprise.

“Let's just say the director has a lot of enemies. A few months ago she was attacked, when we arrived, we found five guys unconscious and the director with a knife to the collarbone, and her guard with broken ribs and a leg.”

Jimin's eyes widened, so that's what the boss's words meant. Now I understand why you were so good at fighting; your life may depend on it. “And yet you walk by yourself,” Jimin muttered under his breath, remembering last night. Although it’s unlikely that anyone would recognize you, he thought when he remembered you in the office dressed in an expensive suit. It was completely different from the one he met yesterday. He ran his hand over his face... and how is he to work with you after he put you outside the gates of your own house.

Jimin fighting!

♀

You pursed your lips holding back a smile. Jimin stood by the car with his arms crossed over his chest. He's obviously nervous, you thought, watching him tap his forearm with his fingers. He quickly bowed and opened the door for you as you stepped outside.

You got into the car, watching Jimin's every move. He wouldn't even say anything, you asked yourself mentally as you drove in silence to your office.

Due to the busy schedule, you even forgot about your personal bodyguard, if it were not for the drinks that periodically appeared on your table. He's your babysitter or your personal bodyguard. You smiled as you took a sip of hot coffee. You stretched and regretted, feeling the pain in your muscles. Damn, you need to stretch.

You left the office and smiled when you saw Jimin who was standing near the door. “Come in,” you said as you returned to the office. You took off your jacket and threw it on the sofa, today you were more than ever pleased with your spacious office. You took off your high heels and turned towards Jimin, who stared at you in surprise. “Consider it training” chuckled you swing your foot at him. You smiled as his reflexes kicked in faster than he could open his mouth.

He kept blocking your punches. He grabbed you by the shirt, pushing away from him. You chuckled as you swung again, but instead he stopped abruptly, getting hit in the jaw by you. "Hey" you yelled in shock at hitting him, but he kept staring at your shoulder. You shifted your gaze and laughed softly when you saw that your shirt was torn.

"I should have been more careful, director" Jimin bowed to you apologetically.

"You should have blocked the punch," you said angrily, wiping the blood from his lip. You looked anxiously at his split lip.

“You don't have to worry about me, I'm okay” Jimin said, taking your hand and sliding it down from his face. “I'll get you a new shirt,” Jimin replied, leaning slightly towards you.

"You know you're a personal bodyguard, not a personal assistant," you crossed your arms over your chest. Jimin turned to face you again. you said meeting his gaze.

“Let's just say it gives me a reason to stretch and walk,” Jimin replied. “Guarding you is quite a monotonous job while you're at the office.” Jimin's eyes widened when he realized exactly what he said. “Sorry,” he quickly apologized when you laughed.

"I like your honesty," you smiled as you put your jacket back on. "That's why I don't need a personal security guard. I don't need security here. This place is safe," you shrugged, pointing to your office.

“As far as I know, you were attacked in the office. I wouldn't call this place safe" you smiled as anger appeared on Jimin's face. "The only place I can call safe is your home"

"Is it?" you chuckled. “Yesterday I got kicked out of my house,” you said as you sat on the edge of the table. “It can hardly be considered safe,” you couldn’t help but laugh when Jimin blushed. "You can go. Wait for me in the car" you quickly said before he could answer.

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He practically ran out of your office. Damn, he knew that you would remember it for him, he ran his hand over his face. He kicked the wall near the elevator high to his embarrassment. He went downstairs getting into the car, driving up to the exit. Jimin smiled, every time he saw you he was surprised more and more. Every time you were different. At first he thought that you looked like a naughty teenager, because of your skirmishes with the head of security. But now he realized that it was just because the head of security treated you like a teenager. In the office, you were a cold professional who did not tolerate mistakes. Even your joke fight that you arranged, he wondered if the reason was that he was bored. He grinned looking in the mirror, despite the fact that the fight was joke, he received a blow that was far from joke.

He quickly got out of the car and opened the back door as you exited the elevator. "Let's go," you said as you got into your car. He pulled out onto the street, heading towards the house. "Wait... stop here." you patted him on the shoulder, pointing to an empty parking space. "Wait here" you jumped out of the car before he could come to a complete stop.

“Director,” he called after you. What the hell… he cursed trying to get out of the car as quickly as possible. He liked it better when you behaved like a cold professional than like a cranky teenager who is trying to run away from home.

"Here's the victim," you said pointing at him as he ran after you into the store. Only now did he see that it was a pharmacy. The clerk giggled at your words. He glared at you, not wanting to make a scene in front of other people. You took the bag and handed it to him. "This is for you," you said with a smile before walking outside.

"Director!" He raised his tone when you were alone. "You can't do something so reckless." he said pointing to the package in his hand. “I am able to take care of myself. But I won't be able to take care of you if you act like that!" He practically yelled at you. He put his fists on his hips when you laughed at his words. Wow, this girl. Now, it's no wonder the head of security loses his temper so easily when it comes to you. Your unpredictability made his blood boil.

"Okay," you said, holding out your hand to him. "I promise I'll be obedient," you smiled at him. But before he could shake your hand, you quickly removed your hand and your smile turned into a smirk. “Probably…” you turned around and started walking towards the car, he clenched his fists, fighting the urge to scream at your behavior.

♀

You hid your face behind papers, unable to stop smiling like a fool. Jimin's expression was priceless. The first time you were so happy that you had a personal bodyguard or you were just happy that it was Jimin. You chuckled as you remembered how he yelled at you. You drove home in silence, in the same silence he bowed to you when you got out of the car, and without saying a word left for the parking lot. He doesn't talk to you, you stare at the trail of the car Jimin was in. Well, what an evil bun, you smiled broadly as you entered the house.

You twirled in bed unable to sleep. Is your insomnia back, you thought as you got out of bed. You left the room and were surprised when you heard that music was barely audible somewhere. You continued to follow the sound until you were in front of the guest bedroom door. What is this? Just the classic beginning of a horror movie, you thought as you opened the door.

"Director!" Jimin sat up abruptly in bed when you opened the door. You sighed in relief. "Do you always enter other people's rooms without knocking?" Jimin looked at you skeptically while wearing nothing but shorts.

"I wouldn't have to enter the room if someone had warned me that you would be living in the house with me." You crossed your arms over your chest. “I already thought that I had a ghost in the house that loves music”

"Sorry, I thought the head of security told you"

“Apparently he decided not to talk to me at all,” you said, realizing that you didn’t receive a single call from him during the day. “Though who would say,” you muttered under your breath, from the fact that Jimin also did not speak to you on the way home. You turned to leave but stopped when you saw an unopened pharmacy bag. You turned your head towards Jimin and snorted in disappointment. “Here .. I knew it! And you told me that you could take care of yourself!” Displeased indignant, you grabbed the package.

"Director" Jimin stared at you as you walked over and sat on his bed. "I can do it myself" he said as he tried to take the bag from your hand.

"Don't move," you commanded him with a glare. You carefully treated the wound before applying ointment to his split lip. You covered the wound with a Band-Aid. “You yelled at me, but yourself is no better than a naughty child!” you said, poking him in the forehead with your finger. “Apply ointment in the morning when you wake up!” you said leaving the package next to his bed.

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He fell back into bed when you left his room. Damn, he cursed, his heart beating too fast. It seems that the fact that he is here surprised you so much that you forgot that you were in almost translucent short pajamas. Be professional, Jimin told himself. He mumbled as he covered his face with a pillow.

He didn't even notice how the week flew by. Now he would be happy with your monotonous schedule that was on Monday. He lost count of how many different meetings he attended with you in different parts of the city. Although he was more worried about you. If he had time to rest while you were at meetings, you didn't have that luxury. He was worried because you looked tired. Your schedule was too busy, but even so, you attended every martial arts training. Are you even human? He thought as he watched you. Yesterday you received several strong blows from the head of security, but today you behaved as if nothing had happened. He remembered how shocked he was watching the boss beat you mercilessly every time, no wonder you were so good at martial arts.

He looked at his watch and his eyes widened as he saw that it was almost midnight. He walked into your office and you stared at him. "Something happened?" You asked sitting at a table that was littered with papers.

"Yes!" he practically growled. He shook his head skeptically, looking at your eyes, which turned red from the fact that you read all these documents non-stop for several hours in a row. "It's time for you to go home!"

"What?" you looked at him in surprise

“You need to rest too! If you faint, no one can do your job for you."

“Okay,” you said, looking at your watch. He watched you collect documents, which turned from a couple of sheets into a huge stack in your hands. “Let's go home,” you said with a barely smile at him.

He was glad that you agreed to go home, even though you continued to read the documents even on the way home. He stopped at the entrance to the house and smiled when he saw in the rearview mirror that you fell asleep. He carefully opened the door picking up the documents that fell from your hands from the floor. He took off your high heels before picking you up and heading into the house. He put you to bed before returning to the car to park. He quickly gathered up all of your things heading back to your bedroom. He left your things on the table and took your phone and went to the bed. He left your phone on the nightstands, but froze before he left. His jaw tightened when you twisted side and your shirt slid up. He looked at the big bruise on your ribs, mentally scolding you.

Taking his first aid kit, he returned to your room. He gently lifted the hem of your shirt to inspect the bruise completely. He slathered some bruising ointment before putting pain-relieving plasters on your ribs. He straightened your shirt, pulling it down. He closed his eyes remembering your yesterday's sparring, trying to understand where else the damaged parts were. He slowly turned you to the other side, trying not to wake you up. Although it seems that you were so exhausted that absolutely nothing could wake you up now. He gently lifted your skirt up with trembling fingers, preventing his desires from taking it up when his fantasy went too far. His jaw practically dropped to the floor. Fuck, he cursed looking at the bruise on your thigh. And how could you even walk today, he was already silent about the height of your heels. For a second, he was glad he didn't have training with the head of security. After he put on the patch, he slightly lifted you up, pulling out the blanket you were lying on from under you. He covered you and smiled as you murmured sleepily. He pushed a strand of hair out of your face, letting his fingers touch your cheek. His heart sank. He wanted to protect you from all those dangers for which you prepared yourself, training without sparing yourself.

♀

You opened your eyes and it took you a moment to realize that you were in your bedroom. You couldn't remember how you got into bed. You got out of bed and were surprised that you were fully dressed. You were so tired that you fell asleep without even undressing. You unbuttoned your skirt, letting it fall to the floor next to the bed. You unbuttoned your shirt as you walked through the darkness into the shower. You threw your shirt on the floor as you walked into the bathroom. You turned on the light and froze, staring at your body in the reflection of the large mirror. Although, to be more precise, not on the body, but on the patches that appeared on it. "Jimin" you moaned as you realized that he was the one who put you to bed in your clothes and took care of your bruises. To hell a shower, you thought, not wanting to spoil Jimin's care. You put on your pajamas and went back to bed. You opened your eyes in surprise when you realized that you were fully dressed. Then how did Jimin manage to put band-aids on your body in places like this? You giggled again as you closed your eyes, letting your imagination run wild.

You woke up in the morning, and was surprised that your body practically did not hurt. I'll have to thank Jimin for the pain relief patches. You jumped out of bed and walked happily into the kitchen. You were surprised that the house was too quiet. Taking coffee, you sat down at a large table, interestingly Jimin had already had breakfast. You glanced at the clock and your eyes widened at the fact that it was noon. Why didn't your alarm go off, you were practically running towards the bedroom. You grabbed your phone and stopped when you realized that today was a day off. You fell on the bed, laughing at your stupidity. You smiled broadly as you sat up. After all, today was not only your day off.

♂

He groaned as the hot water ran over his body. He definitely needs to train more. His body ached after two hours of boxing training. Maybe he should have waited until you wake up to make sure you're okay. Though you're probably still asleep after such an exhausting week. He would love to spend the whole day in bed.

He went outside and stretched, enjoying the cool air. It will probably rain, he thought looking at the overcast sky. He froze, staring out the large window of the coffee shop across from him. His mouth dropped open when he saw you sitting on the counter near the window. He closed his eyes and opened them again, but thanks to your grin, he realized that you were hardly a hallucination. He quickly went inside, looking around for at least one of the guards.

“Do you train even on your day off?” you smiled broadly at him as he stepped closer.

"What? How? Why are you alone, director?!” He practically growled at you, but you just laughed softly. He stared at you, your appearance... you looked like the night he mistook you for a student again. "Don't tell me you sneaked out of the house?" he raised an eyebrow, crossing his arm over his chest.

“Let this be our secret,” you winked at him. “I have a day off today,” you said, turning your head towards the window. "6 days director, 1 day student" you ran your fingers across the glass when it suddenly began to rain heavily.

“Director, you are just impossible!” Jimin shook his head. "Wait here, I'll bring the car," he said, before turning around and walking towards the exit. "That girl, she doesn't think about her safety at all. How can she be so reckless" he walked in heavy rain while continuing to grumble at you. He stopped when an umbrella suddenly appeared over him. He turned and froze when he saw you standing in the rain smiling and holding an umbrella over his head.

“Aren't you supposed to be flirting with me today. But instead you keep scolding me,” you snorted. You looked so sweet now that it made his heart skip a beat. The only thing his brain could think about was how much he wanted to kiss you. It took only a few seconds for him to realize that you were practically wet from the downpour. He grabbed an umbrella moving it towards you. You jerk, come to your senses! What are you even doing?, he continued to scold himself mentally, reminding him of who you were.

"Director, what are you…" his jaw tightened as you grabbed his t-shirt, pulling him towards you under the umbrella.

“You are not at work. Besides, as far as I remember, I have a name" you smiled at him and ran your hand over his face, wiping away the raindrops.

"Director" he stopped your hand, removing it from his face. "Even if I'm not at work, I'm still your bodyguard, and you are still my director!" he said sharply, wishing first of all to remind himself of this. His jaw clenched tighter as the smile faded from your face.

"I guess I really was too reckless coming here" you shook your head looking down. "Wishful thinking" you gave him a small smile even though your eyes were glistening with tears. You took his hand, handing him the umbrella, before turning around and walking quickly the other way.

He took a step but stopped when you got into the car and drove off. Jimin, you are diot, he moaned, letting the umbrella slip out of his hand.

♀

And what did you think when you came here, you wiped away a tear that rolled down your cheek. What did you even expect... And why did you decide that he likes you, just because of what happened at your first meet. I took his kindness for sympathy, you're just a fucking genius! You kept berating yourself. You swerved off the road before you parked near an empty beach. You took off your shoes and got out of the car, letting the rain soak your clothes completely. You walked on wet sand with water. You sat down on the wet sand, enjoying the waves that came up to your knees. Perhaps because of the passing rain, the water seemed so warm. You moved forward, lying down completely, letting the waves reach your shoulders. You closed your eyes taking a deep breath. The sound of the waves, the cool drops on your face, and the warm tears that kept flowing down.

“What makes you think that he could like you at all. Crazy" you growled, surprising at your stupidity.

“Because crazy girls like you are exactly my style!” Jimin's voice made you open your eyes, looking in his direction. Jimin is standing a couple of meters away from you, breathing heavily, as if after a long run. "Oh, it's hard," he put his hands on his knees, clearing his throat.

You closed your eyes again, turning your head up. "How did you find me?" You asked, not wanting to meet his gaze.

“You do know that the tracking program works both ways, right?” Jimin's voice came closer as he sat next to you on the sand. "How's the water?" Jimin laughed.

“Great,” you replied. “What are you doing here, Jimin?”

You opened your eyes as cool raindrops turned into noise. You stared at the umbrella Jimin had put in the sand next to your head. You turned your head towards him, surprised to see Jimin lying next to you, letting the waves wash over his body. Jimin turned his head to meet your gaze. “Going to enjoy the warm waves alone?” he shook his head and clicked at you before closing his eyes again. You stared at him, his behavior completely different from before. He took your hand and placed your hand on his chest. Your eyes widened at how hard and fast his heart was beating. “And so, every second, every minute, every hour, every day since our first meeting in the garden. Every time I think of you, I see you, I hear your voice. Every time you smile, act up, get angry, sad. But I'm your bodyguard. And I can't give in to my feelings. I can't lose my job because then I won't be able to protect the person I care so much." Jimin squeezed your hand, pressing your palm tighter against his chest. Every word he said squeezed your heart, causing tears to roll down your cheeks.

"Jimin" you whispered.

"I like you. Madly! And you have no idea how hard it is for me to contain myself, every time I remind to myself that you are the director!" he said wiping the tears off your cheek. "Come on. You need to take a shower before you get home" he said getting to his feet. He pulled you to help you up. You smiled as though you were both head to toe in the sand. He took your hand and walked along the shore.

"My car is in the other direction," you said, but he kept walking the other way.

"It will be hard to explain why your car is all covered in sand." he said smiling at you. But even after you got to his car, he walked past it.

"Isn't this your car?" you looked at him in surprise.

"I'd rather my car avoid the sandbathe too," he laughed before pointing you towards the hotel ahead.

You and Jimin couldn't help but laugh when the front desk girl opened her mouth in shock at the sight of you two. "Um, can I help you?" the girl asked in disbelief, skeptically looking down at you, giving you a look with all her appearance to understand that the two of you do not belong here.

Jimin squeezed your hand before you could say anything due to her reaction.

“Yes, we would like to know if you have rooms available,” Jimin said, still holding your hand tightly.

"I don't even think we have anything that could suit you," she said lazily clicking on the keyboard.

What the heck, you thought as you stared at her. You wrenched your hand out of Jimin's grip before loudly slapping your palm against the counters, making her jump in surprise.

"_______!" Jimin warned you sent a glare. You looked at him in surprise.

"Oh, now you've decided to call me by my name?" you chuckled before turning back to the receptionist. "We need the best room!" you said glaring at her. “If you have them, of course,” you snorted, sending her a displeased look. You took out your black card from your phone case, placing it on the counter in front of you with a thump. You chuckled as the girl's mouth opened again in surprise, and her voice became laced with fake courtesy. "What?" You asked as Jimin looked at you disapprovingly, shaking his head.

"Go up to your room, I'll be right back," Jimin said as you walked away from the counter.

♂

He stepped outside taking a deep breath. He couldn't hide his pleased smile. Damn what should he do. The desire to succumb to his feelings was too great. He kept walking through the cold rain towards your car, hoping it would cool him off, putting common sense first. He chuckled as the rain stopped as suddenly as it started. Could have gone on longer, I thought, realizing that there was still a lot of sand in his hair and clothes.

I knew it, he snorted in displeasure when he saw your key inside the car. He got your umbrella out of the backseat before getting you some new clothes from the trunk. He took your shoes and keys by blocking the car. Returning back, he took clothes from his car before going to the hotel. He sent a disapproving look to the girl at the reception, who smiled broadly at him. He opened the door going inside. He set the bags of clothes on the table, turning towards the bathroom. His jaw tightened as he saw that the bathroom door was open and the sound of the shower could be heard distinctly. His heart beat hard with every step towards the open door.

A smirk appeared on his face as he stepped into the steamy bathroom.

♀

You sat on the shower floor, breathing in the hot steam that filled the room. You closed your eyes, leaning your head against the wall behind you.

“Have you forgotten how to use the shower?” Jimin's voice made you open your eyes.

"I was cold" you answered

“Usually, in such cases, it helps to be under hot water, and not to sit in wet clothes on a cold tile in the other corner of the shower.” Jimin crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned against the wall. “I thought the open door was an invitation to join,” he chuckled. Your eyes snapped open as Jimin opened the shower door as he walked in. He squeezed your shoulders as he lifted you to your feet. “If you keep sitting like this, you'll get sick,” he said before pushing you under the hot water. Your body shivered as your cold clothes soaked in the warm water.

Jimin was gently washing the sand out of your hair, making your heart pound in your chest. “By the way,” you said as his closeness reminded you of yesterday. “How were you able to put on patches yesterday?” you asked. He squeezed your shoulders without letting you turn in his direction and laughed softly.

“That was easy, you sleep soundly enough,” he said as he continued to massage your head. “The harder task was to get out of your room after that,” he whispered in your ear, causing your body to tremble again.

“You can't do this to me,” you practically moaned.

“Let’s call it a fair price for the fact that I practically lost my mind yesterday trying to maintain my composure”

“Then I want to get paid for it too!” You turned towards him, pressing your lips against his. You chuckled at Jimin standing still. He squeezed your wrist as you tried to slide your hand under his shirt. But he still stood still, letting you kiss him. You bit his bottom lip before sliding your tongue into his mouth, making him moan softly as he kiss you back. His grip on your wrist got tighter. You chuckled as he pushed you slightly away, holding you at arm's length. He lowered his head, breathing heavily from the kiss. He took a step back and walked out of the shower without a word.

Not bad for a start, you ran your fingers over your lips, smiling broadly.

♂

He ran into the living room, slamming his fist against the wall with force. He was seconds away from giving in to his desire. He grabbed his things and headed downstairs. He violently threw his things into the back seat before getting into the car. Fuck, he moaned remembering your kiss. The heat in his body was driving him crazy. He groaned, running his hand over his bulging cock. He knew he was playing with fire that would burn him to the ground the moment he stepped into the bathroom. He hit the steering wheel hard, fighting the urge to return to your room. He chuckled as he felt disappointed when he found you with your clothes on in the shower. Although then he certainly would not have been sitting here and not thinking how he could withstand all this.

He continued to sit in the car waiting for you to leave the hotel. He won't have to spend the night here, will he?, he thought as it began to get dark outside the window. He got out of the car when he saw that you left the hotel, heading towards you.

“What the fuck…” he breathed, freezing a step away from you. His eyes were riveted to your body. His eyes widened at the fact that you put the suit on your naked body. He looked at the wide neckline of your jacket, buttoned with a single button on your belly, which barely covered your breast.

“And I thought it was your conscious choice of my clothes,” you said with a grin, running your fingers along the edge of the jacket, touching your bare skin. He couldn't take his eyes off your fingers, which slid along your collarbone, descending to your breast, reaching the button on your belly over the jacket's edge.

“I haven't checked what's inside the bag...” he whispered under his breath, realizing that the suit was most likely the only thing on your body. Damn, he's definitely going crazy with excitement. He ran a hand over his face, closing his eyes as his fantasy went too far. “I... let's go,” he said, pointing in the direction of your car, taking the package from your hand.

You just smiled as you followed him. He opened the door for you by stepping aside. “I hope you follow me home!” he said seriously as he gave you the keys to your car. "Wait here!"

You turned towards him. You bit your bottom lip as you looked him up and down, making his heart pound. “You know you're so sexy when you're mad at me. I wonder if I disobey you, will you spank me?” You winked at him as you got into the car.

Everything inside him seemed to turn to ice before it shattered into a million pieces. He slammed your door with force, growled loudly at your words. He rested his hands on your car, lowering his head. "Don't tempt me!" he growled, clenching his fists. He turned and quickly walked back to his car.

♀

You giggled at his reaction. Oh, this will be fun, you thought. Let's see how long your endurance lasts, you chuckled, looking at Jimin who was walking towards his car.

You obediently followed him all the way to the house. You quickly parked and headed for the house before Jimin had parked. You took off your jacket, throwing it on the floor at the entrance, before running to your room. You closed the door leaning against her, still giggling at your antic. You bit your lip remembering Jimin's gaze that followed your hand as you teased him. This guy... you sighed. You quickly took off your pants, putting on your panties and shirt over your naked body, which barely covered your ass. You sat on the bed and stared at the door. You were wondering if Jimin would fall for your jacket trick. You flinched when, after a while, there was a knock on your room. You smiled broadly, fighting back laughter. You took a deep breath, regaining your composure. You got out of bed and walked towards the door. You opened the door and a shiver went through your body.

Jimin stood in front of the door holding your jacket tightly. His gaze slowly moved up your legs, causing his jaw to tighten tightly. His gaze was dark and heavy as your eyes met. He held out his hand with the jacket forward. You smiled as you took your jacket and pulled it off. But Jimin didn't let go of his jacket as he stepped into your room. His gaze pierced you, causing everything in the lower abdomen to spasm.

“Oh, it seems like it accidentally slipped off my body.” You chuckled as you ran your fingers over his hand, which was still holding your jacket.

“Oh, it seems like you playing with fire! Director!" growled Jimin

You pushed him in the chest, pressing him against the door behind him. You took a step forward, inches from his face. You could sense how aroused he was. “I hope you sleep well, it's going to be a busy week ahead, Mr. Park,” you said before taking a big step back. “I'm hope you fully enjoyed your day off, Park Jimin.” You chuckled at his confusion. You glanced at the clock, which showed midnight. You smiled as you turned your head back when you heard Jimin's low growl.

"See you in the morning, director"

♂

His fists clenched as you closed the door in his face. On the one hand, he was glad that he had not crossed the line, but on the other hand, having come to your bedroom, he was more than determined to cross this line. He chuckled as he looked at his watch, his day off was over. You're a sly little fox, he whispered looking at your door. For the second time that day, he was horny to the limit because of you. So that's how you decided to play with him, give him 24 hours. 6 days director, 1 day student, he chuckled remembering your words.

You've been cold to him all week, never once crossing a line in conversation or behavior. He did not even expect that it would piss him off so much. His gaze was riveted every second only to you, but you did not even notice him, as if he did not exist. He was glad that in training he had a fight with you. At least now you were looking at him. Although because of this, he missed too many punches. After training, he lay on the bed realizing that tomorrow he would hardly be able to move. He groaned as he got out of bed before heading to the shower.

He wrapped a towel around his hips as he left the bathroom. He needed a drink, he thought as he headed to the kitchen for a beer.

“Interesting choice of clothes,” your voice made him turn around sharply. You were sitting at the table with your feet on the table, a glass of wine in your hand.

"Like?" he asked, leaning on the table with his hand. Now he was more than determined. He walked up to you taking the glass from your hand. You chuckled as he leaned on the table next to your feet. “You know, I like your game!” he said taking a sip of wine. He stood up again taking a step towards your chair. He ran his fingers along your chin, lifting your gaze to his. Your breathing got heavier. He took your hand, placing your palm on his chest. “You wanna me to show you how much I like it,” he growled, moving your palm down slowly.

“So show me,” you said, getting up from your chair.

He squeezed your hand as he turned and led you after him. He chuckled as he walked towards your bedroom. He pressed you against your door with his body. He leaned into your face, fighting the urge to pounce on you right now. He moved to your ear, inhaling deeply your scent. “Goodnight, director,” he whispered as he opened your door and took a step back. He barely managed to stop himself from laughing at your expression. He turned and headed for his room before you could even say a word. He laughed with his back against the door as he entered his room. Despite his excitement, he was happy to return you to the state in which you left him by kicking him out of your room.

♀

You opened your mouth to stare at the trail of Jimin, who was heading down the hallway to his room. “What…” You exhaled, still not believing what had happened. You laughed, you haven't felt like this in a long time. Looks like you've been declared war. You turned on your heels with a smug giggle before stepping into the bedroom.

It took you a long time in the morning to make up all your bruises on your body. Now it's better, you said enough. You chuckled, you haven't seen your body without bruises for a long time. You quickly put on your suit and took your dress off your high heels and left the bedroom.

You acted cold all day, not paying any attention to Jimin. How predictably, you chuckled when you received an invitation to a party from your friends that you usually ignored. But today you accepted this invitation. You looked at your watch. Great, you thought. Most likely all the employees have left, so no one will see you in this dress. You quickly changed and fixed your makeup. You looked in the mirror, I wonder if this dress has always been so sexy, or you just got out of the habit of walking in this outfit. You pulled your hair back, baring your shoulders. Perfect, you winked at your reflection in the mirror. You walked out of the office and barely kept laugh. Jimin stared at you with his mouth open, looking at you up and down.

“I'm going to a party. You can go home or stay,” you said indifferently, making his eyes widen even more. You chuckled as Jimin's jaw tightened.

“I have to accompany you everywhere, director,” Jimin practically growled.

"As you wish," you shrugged as you walked towards the car.

You tried to stay calm, feeling Jimin keep staring at you in the rearview mirror. Even in the club, his eyes were fixed on you. Now he looked more like a jealous guy than a bodyguard. Even though that's exactly what you wanted... You chuckled as he twitched before stopping himself as the guy you danced with put his hand on your thigh. Perfect, you thought as you continued to flirt with the guy. You pretended to be drunk, continuing to respond to overly arrogant flirting from this guy.

Even when you were going home, this guy did not let you go, obstacles to your path. You slapped Jimin on the shoulder as he grabbed the guy's arm pushing him away from you. "Park Jimin. How can you grab people like that?" You barely contained yourself trying to look upset. "Oppa, are you okay? Sorry my bodyguard is too worried about my safety" you giggled at the guy, stroking his hand where Jimin's grip was.

“It's okay, I can understand him,” the guy smiled at you, hugging your waist. “You really are a diamond that deserves to be guarded so carefully,” he said, leaning into your ear.

"Have a ride home, oppa?" You smiled as you ran your fingers across his chest.

“How can I refuse such an offer?” the guy smiled as he pressed you against his body. You could barely contain your laughter at Jimin’s gaze, which mentally dismembered this guy, peacefully putting his limbs into different packages. “Where should I drive you, pal,” Jimin growled through his teeth, when you're sat in the car.

"Conrad Seoul Hotel," guy winked at you.

Jimin stared at you in the rearview mirror, still standing in place. You grinned as you met his gaze. “Didn’t you hear. Oppa said we need to go to Conrad Seoul Hotel!"

You let the guy hug and carrels you, enjoying Jimin's anger as he gripped the steering wheel hard, turning his fingers white. The guy ran his nose down your neck as you looked at Jimin, placing a light kiss on your skin. At this moment, as if someone pushed you out of the body, forcing you to look at everything from the side. It wasn't you. The whole behavior of this evening was not you. How far are you willing to go for Jimin's jealousy? You let some jerks hug you, making Jimin jealous. What the hell were you even doing? You abruptly pulled away from the guy, pushing him away from you. "What the hell?" you moaned, feeling humiliated by your own behavior.

"What's wrong, baby?" the guy asked, making you even angrier.

“Stop the car,” you patted Jimin on the shoulder, causing him to brake hard. “Get out,” you said as soon as the car stopped.

"Babe…"

"Should I repeat?!" you sent a glare at the guy, letting him know that you weren't joking now.

You shook your head as he got out of the car and Jimin sped forward. You closed your eyes taking a deep breath. You've never felt so cheap as you do now.

"Are you okay?" Jimin's worried voice broke the silence as you stopped at a traffic light. You opened your eyes to meet his gaze. You didn't want to see him either. Your game has gone too far, turning from sympathy into something disgusting. You opened the door to go outside, causing Jimin to panic. "Director! _________!" you slammed the door, heading towards the taxi.

Jimin caught up with you, grabbing your hand. He turned you in his direction "Director you can't do this..."

"You too!" you interrupted him, snatching your hand from his grasp. "Get out!"

♂

He stumbled back at your words, silently watching you walk towards the cab. Today he received the most painful blow from you. Though it looks like he hit you even worse. This whole week... all this... Your game is no longer a game, even though it was never a game from very beginning. He fell in love with you at first sight, but when he found out who you really are... the life you live... the danger that haunts you... He thought that if he ignored his feelings, he would protect you, how wrong he was... Right now, he was the one who posed the greatest danger to you.

He grabbed your arm again, preventing you from opening the taxi door. This time the blow was real, he grinned at your glare. He was glad that even now your punches were still strong. He tightened his grip on your hand as he pulled you back towards the car. You tried to escape while he pulled you along a dark deserted street. “Let me go now!” you shouted as you stabbed him in the ribs. He turned towards you, clenching his jaw in pain. He abruptly took a step towards you, forcefully pressing your body against his. He dug into your lips with an insane kiss. His hand moved into your hair, squeezing it tightly, preventing you from pulling away. He knew that his fingers dug too hard into your waist, hurting you. But pain was the language you now spoke. He squeezed your leg hard between his thighs as you tried to kick him in the groin. He stepped on you forcing you to back away until you were in a dark alley. He pushed you hard against the wall, making you wince at the blow you received. He stepped back as you kicked him in the side again. He blocked your second punch. He squeezed your neck, pinning you against the wall again.

“If before that I wanted to stopped myself just on a kiss. Now I want to fuck you!” he growled before biting your lips again.

Right now, he didn't care that you were outside. What someone could see you. That even in such a dark abandoned alley there could be cameras. All this has lost its meaning. He could deal with everything later. The only thing he cared about right now was you.

He moaned into your mouth as you dug your nails into his skin. He lifted your leg up to his waist, pressing his hard cock against your crotch. He ripped off your panties before unbuttoning his pants and thrusting hard into you all the way. He was ruthless in fucking you, making you tremble with each of his powerful thrusts in his hands. He growled as you sank your teeth into his shoulder. You moaned as you looked at him questioningly as he abruptly pulled out of you. “I'm sorry it's too good,” he moaned, realizing that he could cum at any moment. He crouched in front of you, pressing his knees into the ground, covering your clit with his mouth. He put your leg over his shoulder, tightly squeezing your trembling hips. Your fingers squeezed his hair, your hips moved to meet his tongue. He was dying from how arousing it was the way you rode his tongue. He moved his hand to his cock, wanting to cum with you. You moaned along with him, cumming on his tongue. He practically choking on his own orgasm, covering the wall in front of him with cum. He took a handkerchief out of his pocket, gently wiping your pussy before getting rid of the remnants of cum on his hand and cock. He stood up to meet your hard gaze.

“It was necessary to go this far, eh?” he growled, remembering your flirting with that jerk you let touch your body. He laughed as he received a hard slap from you.

“Moron,” you said. You took a step forward, but instead of hitting him, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing against his lips. He exhaled in relief as he kissed you. His body relaxed, hugging your waist, gently pressing you against him.

“I know,” he said with a smile as you pulled away slightly from him. “I'm really moron,” he ran his fingers through your hair, brushing it out of your face. He took off his jacket, putting it on you. He took a quick look around the alley, breathing a sigh of relief that there were no cameras here. He took your hand as he walked towards the car. He chuckled when he saw the time on one of the billboards. “By the way, it’s my day off,” he winked at you as he left lights kiss on your cheek.

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More: Park Jimin x Reader

It can become a reality (smut)

Dance with a devil (smut)

The way you look at me (fluff, smut)

Day off (smut)

The LOOP (fluff)

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LIST (BTS & GOT7)

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