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sopewr · 4 months
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no warnings jst really short tooth rotting fluff…
“what’s going on in your pretty little head this time?”
her train of thoughts were disturbed as her boyfriend entered their shared flat, placing his duffel bag beside the door and toeing off his shoes before walking over to her.
before she knew it she was engulfed by his comforting arms and getting pulled to his chest. 
most nights were like this; she would get lost in her train of thoughts, probably about something that happened during the day or the endless amount of work that somehow started piling up on her desk, until he came home and asked the same question. 
his voice itself brought a certain sense of comfort, especially combined with the nature of his touch. he also didn’t seem to get sick of hearing her answer, even if she didn’t sometimes.
“talk to me, baby, hm?”
she would murmur something about it being a boring or a long day before nuzzling her face closer to his chest. this always caused a chuckle to bubble up in his chest. 
“just want me to hold you?”
a soft nod was all he needed before picking her up and carrying her to their bed, laying down with her still against his chest. he would pepper her face and the top of her head with ghost kisses before finally planting a longing kiss against her lips, sighing contently through his nose. 
“i always got you, yeah? i’ll always be here to hold you at the end of the day no matter what.”
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sopewr · 7 months
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back to work
ceo!jk x secretary!fem!reader
word count: 1693
warnings: nsfw (minors dni), porn with a little plot, unprotected piv (wrap it before u tap it!!!), dirty talk, he has a foul mouth, hints of size kink, harddom!jk, overstimulation, fingering, oral (f. rec), bratty reader if you squint, dumbification (sawryyyy), hair pulling, dacryphilia???, semipublic sex, use of petnames, tiny bit of breeding kink, bondage, jk has a ‘sir’ kink, not proofread we die like men
wow okay i think that’s all, tell me if i missed anything!
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jungkook has been shooting daggers at her with his eyes all day. she wasn’t sure why her boss was angry with her; maybe it was the unintentional flirting with her co-workers, or the way her skirt — again unintentionally — rode up to reveal his favorite set of lingerie that he bought her.
and before she knew it, she found herself getting called to his office. when she knocked on the door jungkook was quick to answer. “do you need something, sir?” she uttered quickly, and innocently as one can be in this situation. she was already wet with the thought of what he would do to her the second she decided to tease him today.
“y/n, sit down please. also close the door, will you?” she quickly obeyed, not that there could be another notion in her head when she was with him. jungkook didn’t say a word, his eyes gazing over her. he then calmly placed his glasses on the desk as he got up from his chair. the room was too quiet, the only thing that can be heard was his steps as he walked over to sit in front of her.
“what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“need your words sweet girl or are you already too dumb to speak? why so quiet now? you were flirting with those fuckers out there, letting them check you out?” he smirked at her mockingly. she could see the fury and jealousy seeking behind his eyes. she knew the one thing jungkook hated was sharing what was his.
“need your words sweet girl or are you already too dumb to speak? why so quiet now? you were flirting with those fuckers out there, letting them check you out?” he smirked at her mockingly. she could see the fury and jealousy seeking behind his eyes. she knew the one thing jungkook hated was sharing what was his.
“need your words sweet girl or are you already too dumb to speak? why so quiet now? you were flirting with those fuckers out there, letting them check you out?” he smirked at her mockingly. she could see the fury and jealousy seeking behind his eyes. she knew the one thing jungkook hated was sharing what was his.
“alright, you’re not gonna speak so be it, bend over.” he ordered as he got up, pointing to the desk with a nod.
when she did, jungkook’s hands immediately flew to her exposed ass; his fingers tracing the lingerie.
“you planned this didn’t you, doll?” his hand caressed her clothed cunt. “you’re already so fucking wet, is it for me or other men?”
“f’you, sir.” she choked out. “hm, but i don’t think they know that this pussy belongs to me.” she moaned at his words, clenching around nothing. “please…” she whined, pushing her hips backwards for some friction. he laughed at her mercilessly. “so needy.” jungkook slowly pulled her lingerie down, letting it fall to floor.
he toyed with her entrance. “already dripping for me, such a whore.” he was too much to handle. her body was hot and she was squirming. it was so empty without the feeling of him inside her. “need you, please…” he hummed quietly, “i don’t think you deserve it.”
his voice was low, something in her brain short circuited when the words spilled from his mouth. poisonous yet so sweet. the need to earn his praise.
“anything, sir, please. need your cock, need you to fill me up.” she whined. “oh, baby… you know you can’t take my cock, need to prep you first. either way you already know you’re not gonna get it so easy.”
“but— but i’m already wet, please.” jungkook sucked his teeth. “you talking back to me? need me to remind you whose in charge here or are you too dumb to understand?” she shook her head. “no, sir.”
“atta girl, that’s what i thought.” his fingers teased her entrance first, then slid inside. she moaned at the feeling, his other hand held her hips in a bruising grip. he moved them for a few seconds before pulling them out again. she shuddered at the loss of his finger. “open your mouth.” his fingers pressed flat on her tongue. she could feel his erection pressing against her ass. “suck, baby.” her tongue spun around his fingers, tasting herself. “such a good whore, doing everything i say. my whore.” she hummed around his digits. he pulled out his fingers from her mouth before speaking. “turn around, doll.”
jungkook didn’t waste a second when she did. he got on his knees and pried her legs open. “no touching until i let you, got it?” he looked up at her with expecting eyes. “yes, sir.” he smirked before leaving a tender kiss inside her left thigh. he started slow with pepper kisses, then biting. still not giving her what she wanted from him. before she could whine the sound died in her throat as he licked a hot stripe up against her folds. he groaned at the taste which sent the vibrations right to her clit. he started licking small and paced laps against her core, causing her breath to come out as short puffs.
one of his arms moved to her stomach to keep her in place as she kept squirming under him. he slowly moved upwards, nudging her clit with his nose. she sucked in a sharp breath as she threw head back. his other hand once again moved to her entrance, pressing the same two digits against it, slowly easing them in.
the sound of his mouth on her bare cunt, and fingers moving inside lewdly accompanied with her moans — which she tried to keep as low as possible — echoed inside his office.
she was close, so close, clenching around his fingers. her hands instinctively moved to his hair, big mistake. jungkook pulled away almost instantly as he slapped her hands away. “what the fuck did tell i you about touching?” she whimpered at the loss of his touch. “i’m sorry— i— i was so close, please.” she cried. “was that my question, doll?” his voice was harsh. “no… no touching.” he nodded slowly. “that’s right, and what did you do?” his brows furrowed as he glared at her. “i disobeyed you.”
he stood up, and started to loosen his tie. “so? if you know what i said, why aren’t you fucking doing it?” jungkook’s words were deliciously degrading. she looked away in embarrassment and mixed emotions. one of his hands went to the back of her head, fisting up her hair to force eye contact. “look at me when i’m talking to you. why aren’t you fucking doing it? so eager for my cock that you can’t even do as you’re told.” tears filled up at her eyes, but she didn’t know if it was because of his harsh words or because he wasn’t fucking her. a mocking smirk appeared on his lips, “you’re crying now? god, such a fucking crybaby.”
“give me your hands.” she extended her hands towards him. he tied them with his tie then pushed her shoulders to lay her down on the desk, her hands above her head.
he finally unbuttoned his pants, pulling it down just enough so he could take his cock out. he held it with one of his hands as the other took hold of her hips. the tip slowly caressed her folds, collecting the wetness. without a warning he bottomed out, eliciting a loud moan from her. his now free hand sprawled on her stomach feeling himself. one of his hands still there, the other moved to her clit; drawing small circles as he started thrusting his hips slowly. she couldn’t help the incoherent words and moans spill from her mouth when he fastened his pace.
“you feel so fucking good,” he groaned. “gonna leave you leaking with my cum so everyone knows i’m the one breeding this tight pussy.”
the hand on her stomach moved to hold her hair again, harshly pulling it back so he could attack her throat; sucking and biting all over it, leaving his mark. “gonna let everyone know you’re mine and only mine. say it.”
“yours… only yours, sir.” she rambled. she could once again feel the tension build up in the stomach eager to be unraveled. “milking my cock so damn well, baby.” his pace was brutal, not faltering for even a second. “i’m— shit i’m gonna—“ before he could realize, she came. he didn’t stop the movement of his hips, instead roughened the attacks on her clit. “where are your manners, doll? not even asking me if you could.”
“too much— i can’t, too sensitive—“ she whined. “oh, you can and you will.”
the overstimulation was mouth-watering. she kept moaning relentlessly. “that’s it, baby, let everyone in the building know that you’re such a slut that you’re letting your boss fuck you right where everyone could enter.” jungkook was close to his release. with a loud moan he came inside her, still breathless he pulled out to watch his cum leak from her cunt. he pushed some of it back inside before pulling his pants up. jungkook then pulled her up to her feet, untying her hands. he fixed her skirt and hair as he waited for her to come back down to earth. “you okay, doll?” she nodded quickly. he smiled at her sweetly this time.
giving her a small peck on her lips, jungkook walked back his chair. “you can go back to work now, y/n, thank you for your time.” he was back to addressing her formally.
she chuckled breathlessly. she was right about to leave when she realized something was missing. “jungkook where are my panties?” he looked up from his glasses, his gaze dark. a small smirk on his lips which could easily be missed if you weren’t paying attention.
“go back to work, doll.”
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sopewr · 1 year
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