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[bunnyksj]

The Perfect Girl - MYG x Reader

Summary: Yoongi makes sure his pretty girl feels even prettier in his lovely red rope <3 

Author’s Note: fuck it yoongi smut lol, my first fic yay !! sorry if its short or not written very well, i'm getting used to it lol, ASLO thanks for all ur requests i'm working on them rn >_< i was listening to this song while writing this teehee :3

TAGS: smut duh, short and sweet, established relationship, PWP, bondage, possessiveness, bro hits it raw (pls wrap the willy), he calls you his slut lol, dom/sub themes, sub!reader, creampies, cunnilingus, VERY slight dumbification, like if you squint lmao.

WORD COUNT: 1k 

Yoongi has always adored you. His perfect, sweet girl. He hates seeing your pretty face scrunched up in a frown, tired from working your damn ass off. It pained him to see you come home everyday, your hand running through your hair, hearing your angry rants about the stupid fucks you worked with. You looked  much better like this. Your pleading eyes gazing up into his, spread out on your bed, hands tied to the headboard and legs tied apart, open and ready for him. The dark crimson hue of the rope matches perfectly with your complexion, he picked it out just for you. 

“So fucking perfect baby…” 

He growls, his dark eyes roaming over your body. His hands brush across your jaw, pressing down on your bottom lip, his own roughly meeting yours. Such a little slut you were, getting him all worked up. He slowly crawled over you, his hand reaching out to grab your tied ones, slowly running his hands over the thick rope. You whined as he traced two fingers over your leaking slit, caressing and worshiping your pretty pussy, sinking them in to open you up.  

“Such a good girl..gonna make you feel so good…so full. Just open you up for me baby..” 

You nodded softly, whimpering as his fingers continued to work open your cunt. His eyes focused on the way your slick covered his fingers and leaked onto the sheets, moaning softly at the sight. 

“Fuck…I need to be inside you baby..need to fuck you, make you feel so full..do you want it baby? Tell me..” 

“Please…” You cried, bucking your hips as best you could. “Wanna feel you….want you to fill me up…please..” 

He flashes a soft smile, leaning closer to you, his cockhead rubbing against your puffy folds, leaking precum. He trails kisses down your neck, softly biting and licking up to your ear, whispering darkly. 

“That’s it baby…” 

He pushes into your body, and you gasp. His thick length stretches you open, nice and wide, filling you to the brim. He soothingly runs his hands over your stomach. When you’ve adjusted he begins to move his hips, slamming into yours, rubbing right up against your sweet spot. His hands grip your waist, lifting up your hips, tugging at the ties on your lower legs, as he rams into your body. He moves one of his hands to softly trace over your nipple, pinching it softly, before he leans down to nip it gently. 

“You feel so fucking good…” He growls, obsessed with the feeling of your body against his. “My fucking slut…this is what you wanted right…don't gotta think about nothing else now. Just let me make you feel good, okay?” 

You whine, your back arching and eyes rolling back, whining desperately. The restraints of the rope limiting your eager movements, controlling the urge to fuck yourself back onto him. Making you feel completely under his control. 

“Yoongi….so full..” 

He smirks into your neck. “I know, sweet baby. Feels good doesn't it…” 

“Yes~!” 

You cry, your bodies crashing and bouncing in sync together, sweat forming on both of your brows. He leans down to steal you in a passionate kiss, his tongue roaming your mouth possessively, pulling away with a smirk, his tongue running over his top teeth, as he continues ramming his hips into yours, claiming every inch of your delicate body. 

“F-fuck..gonna fucking cum…gonna fill my slut up. Tell me you want it baby…” 

“Please…wanna cum. I wanna…feel you..fill me up..so fucking good…Yoongi…please!” 

Who was he to deny his baby? Especially since your little cunt made him feel so damn good. He admires the way your legs shake and your body bucks up underneath his rope, your tight cunt clenching around him. 

He moans lowly into your ear, filling you up with his thick seed. You whine out, bucking up as you clench around him, cumming around him. He pulls out slowly, his cum leaks out onto the sheets. He rests on his knees, his hands coming behind your back, gripping your ass as he pulls your body closer to his face, as best he can. He licks and bites at your thighs, leaving a pretty trail of hickeys towards your leaking core. He worships your pretty pussy, licking and suckling over your clit and inside your needy hole. 

“So sweet and pretty, my little slut. You love this don't you?” 

“Mhm…!” You whine, overstimulated, soft gasps escaping your wet lips. 

He continues to eat you out, his brows furrowed slightly in concentration, moaning softly at the feeling of your combined fluids. He slips his fingers back into you, stretching your already used hole. You whine, your hands pulling against the firm restraints, whimpering in pleasure. 

“Yoongi..feels so good…” 

“I know, sweet girl. So fucking pretty for me. Just keep letting me take care of you.” 

You throw your head back, your eyes clouding with lust , soft tears of pleasure and overstimulation run down your cheeks as you cum. His tongue doesn't stop probing at your pussy, making sure you ride out your orgasm. 

“So fucking sexy…” He says, his voice husky. He pulls away from your pussy, his lips wet, smiling softly as he leans in to kiss you softly.  

“You okay, baby?” He asks, reaching up to remove the rope keeping your hands secure. 

“Yeah..” You reply, softly, your voice soft and strained from your cries of pleasure. “I'm okay..” 

“I’m glad.” He says, softly smiling, as he removes the rope from around your legs. You lie back, sighing. Your body is exhausted, but satisfied. He snakes his hands around your waist, holding you close to his chest, stroking your hair as you fall into a peaceful sleep. His eyes filled with admiration and love for you. 

Yoongi always took such good care of you. This was how he liked to see you, his  pretty girl, sleeping soundly with a sweet smile on your lips, all your stress gone. What more could he want? 

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#bunny.writes #min yoongi #suga #min yoongi x reader #min yoongi smut #min yoongi fanfic #bts x reader #bangtan smut

[bunnywonyo]

CHRISTMAS, COOKIES, AND CUDDLES

synopsis: a fluffy christmas morning with your girlfriend, wonyoung (after burning some cookies that is)

red would be wonyoung

green would be y/n

wonyoung woke up to the smell of something burning. she looked beside and saw that her girlfriend's side of the bed was empty. that could only mean one thing, she thought. y/n's cooking/burning something

after fixing herself up, she quickly ran downstairs to the sight of y/n trying to turn off the oven that's emitting some smoke. she ran beside you and turned the machine off before it could cause more damage. when the smoke cleared, they were both coughing up. y/n calmed down first with wonyoung following a while later. after calming down, wonyoung looked at her girlfriend who's currently looking at her own feet. it reminded her of a child who got caught by her parents for doing something they told her not to do.

sighing, wonyoung cupped her cheeks making y/n look at her.

"im not mad, just curious. why were you baking without me? you could've woke me up baby"

"im sorry, i just wanted to make some christmas cookies. i know you were tired last night from your schedule so i didn't want to wake you up"

wonyoung's eyes softened, she never imagined that someone could be this precious. her heart softened at her girlfriend's kind gesture. wonyoung engulfed y/n in a tight hug while y/n burried her face in her neck.

they stayed there for awhile, just hugging each other and enjoying the other's presence. while hugging, an idea struck y/n.

"hey wonnie"

“yeah?”

“since you're awake now, why don't we try to bake together? that way you can make sure i don't burn anything”

“that sounds wonderful! let’s do it”

and with that, the two went on to the cupboards to get ingredients for the cookies. they worked as a team with each of them doing their assigned task. y/n with the mixing and wonyoung with the measuring. of course when it was time to put the batter into the oven, it was wonyoung who placed it this time. with the correct time and temperature too.

now it was the waiting game, y/n plopped on the couch face first and buried her face on one of the pillows. wonyoung giggled at her girlfriend's antics that turned into laughter as y/n who started rolling on the couch fell.

y/n grumbled when she saw her girlfriend laughing at her fall.

"don't just stand there, pick your baby up" she whined with arms raised like a baby which lead to wonyoung laughing more.

"alright you big baby, wonnie's on her way"

the two were stuck in the own bubble on the couch, enjoying each other's company and banters that they barely heard the timer go off. with cookies done, wonyoung stood up to get them. as she got them out of the oven, y/n brought out a plate and two glasses from the cupboard. she also got some milk from the fridge. when everything was ready at the table, the couple sat down and tried the cookies. as they bit on the cookies, silence ensued.

"these cookies are too sweet"

they exchanged wide-eyed glances, stunned that they just blurted out the same thing at the same time. a smile crept up their faces as they both laughed at the silliness of the situation.

"i think you mixed too much sugar on the batter"

"hey you were the one who measured the ingredients"

their banters continued as they kept eating the cookies. eventually, they finished the whole batch and left the dishes at the sink. with their tummies filled, the two of decided to simply end the day by sleeping.

they got cozy in their bed, wrapped in each other's warmth. their comfort found in each other's embrace. "today was fun wasn't it?" "yeah it was even if the cookies were too sweet" that got them giggling again "my eyes are getting heavy baby, let's sleep?" "goodnight wonnie, i love you and merry christmas" "i love you too baby, merry christmas"

silence surrounded the room as the two lovers slowly fell asleep. the cozy christmas air lulling them to sleep.

merry christmas and happy holidays everybody!!! i hope you guys had a fulfilling year, may the next year be more gentle with us all. i love you all!!!

#ive #jang wonyoung #wonyoung #ive wonyoung #ive fluff #bunny.writes #christmas fluff #hyan.writes

[txdoroki]

over

guess whooo its bunny (@frxggie) again bc i wanted to make a vent post bc i just got dumped but im on hiatus so here mack's followers you get fed

☾✧TW!! ANXIETY/BREAKUP✧☽

You were sitting on your bed, happily texting your friends. It was a Friday night and you were just relieved to be done with school and stuff for the week since you were having a pretty rough time and just needed a break.

You sent a text over to your boyfriend, Bakugou. He'd been kind of distant lately but that was okay with you. You knew he was a busy man. You had always put a lot more effort in than he did but again, you didn't mind. As long as you had him.

You jumped as a knock sounded on your door.

"Come in!" you called.

Your face lit up as that familiar blonde spiky haired boy poked his head in.

"Katsuki!" you said, jumping up, running over, and placing a bunch of kisses on his cheek.

He lightly hugged you with one arm. He looked slightly nervous. Maybe he was about to ask you on a date or something? He always got nervous when he showed you affection- and your 10 month anniversary was next week! But nothing could have prepared you for the words that came out of his mouth next.

"Sit down." he said.

You sat on the bed, confused.

"Y/n.. I'm drained."

"I'm sorry baby, how can i he-"

"You're draining me."

"W-What..?"

He seemed to realize what he had just said because his hands flew to his mouth.

"N-No! It's not just you- it's hero training and school- all while juggling you and your mental illnesses. I think I'm developing some myself."

"Katsuki..?" you said, looking up at him with watery eyes.

"Y/n.. would we still be friends if we were broken up?"

You almost started to cry- you felt an anxiety attack coming on and almost couldn't breathe. But then you remembered- your mental illnesses drained him. You knew that those words would sit with you forever- but you couldn't show it.

You put a fake smile on.

"O-Of course.. so is this it..?"

"Y-yeah.. I think it is."

You nodded.

"Do you need to talk? Rant? I'm here for you if you need it."

"A-Actually that would be nice." he said.

He began to pour out to you, you comforting him while trying not to cry. He finished ranting and took a deep breath.

"Well, see you in class on Monday, Y/n. I'm sorry it ended like this..."

You nodded and waved him goodbye. Then you sat on your bed, staring at the floor in shock.

It's not real. It didn't happen.

You let out a frustrated scream into your pillow and began to sob. You ripped down all the pictures of the two of you hung up around your dorm. You deleted them off your phone and changed his name from "Suki <3" to "Bakugou".

Not even two days before he promised he'd never leave.

Am I that draining? Is it my fault?

You couldn't wrap your mind around it. You decided it was better to just go to sleep. You laid in your bed staring at the ceiling, willing sleep to take over, but it just wouldn't come.

You looked around. You never slept with your LED lights off or with no night light. But you didn't wanna be awake. You didn't want to look at anything. So you turned every light off.

You didn't get much sleep.

I give out so much love. But I never receive it in return.

Did I hurt him that bad?

Why didn't he say something sooner?

Your thoughts were racing all night- so on Saturday morning, when the sun shone through your blinds, you were shocked to find you had been tossing and turning all night- it was 7:30 AM.

No use in sleeping now- might as well get up.

You got up and got ready, ready to fake being okay until you could crash in your pitch dark room again.

Although you didn't understand why he had done this, you couldn't hate him- after all, before you were dating you were friends, right? So you should be able to just go back to that. .....right?

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a/n- lolzies not me using direct quotes from how my partner dumped me last night <3 oh and yes, my partner and i's 10 month was next week :/

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[bunnyksj]

Can you do a free use or mean dom! Yoongi and then it cute to both of y’all being cute and giggly and aftercare and in love with each other :3

Converse High - MYG x Reader

Summary: You wanna spend time with Yoongi, but hes so busy, but even when hes working he always has time to put you in your place (>w<) 

Author’s Note: TYSM FOR UR REQUEST !!!, i hope you liked it lol, i love mean dom yoongi cries, more requests and fics coming (^o^)

TAGS: smutty smut (MDNI), mean!dom!yoongi, lowkey highkey brat tamer yoongi, bratty!reader, slight sir kink i guess, no willy wrapping, creampies, light choking, PWP,   degradation, he marks you up 🗣️,spanking, HES WEARING RINGS GUYS, softy yoongi at the end RAHH, bro acts all tough but he's really not. 

WORD COUNT: 1.3k 

“Cmon, baby..” He whispers huskily in your ear, gripping your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “I have to open you up for me.”

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If there was one thing you loved more than anything, it was pushing Yoongi over the edge. Flashing an innocent smile whilst you ran your hands over his chest whilst he tried to work. Kneeling between his legs, feeling him up. He thought you knew better by now, but how could you quit when being punished is so much fun! Feeling his hands grip your waist until it left pretty bruises, him ramming into you until you gushed all over the sheets, his leaving red marks all over your ass. How could you not play with him every once in a while? 

“Yoongi!” You called. “I’m so bored…how much longer are you gonna be working for.” 

You pouted, Yoongi had promised to watch your favorite movie with you when he finished working. It's been 2 hours since he said that!! All your snacks are already gone, and your friends are all far too busy to be texting you. What is his issue anyways? Can’t he put his girl first for once? 

“I told you, angel. I’m nearly done, can’t you just be patient?” 

Who was he to tell you to be patient? You’ve literally have already waited 2 fucking hours for him to get his damn ass up and join you for christ sake! Sighing, you walked back to your shared bedroom, when your eyes lit up. It was time to take matters into your own hands. 

Who could blame you really? The light pink, lingerie dress was Yoongi’s favorite. The cute bow on the front and tight material that hung to your curves like a glove, it drove him crazy everytime. It wasn’t your fault you happened to walk by his office, the lingerie hugging your ass perfectly, the thin fabric only slightly covering your backside. You didn't ask him to look at you. Or follow you into the bedroom. 

“What’s wrong Yoongi? I thought you had work to do?” You smirked softly, playing with the end of the dress, batting your lashes innocently. 

He stares down at you, his eyes darkening and roaming over your body. 

“You wanna see what happens to dirty sluts like you?”

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The feeling of his fingers playing with your entrance brings you back to reality. Softly needing and playing with your sensitive flesh, stroking your clit. You whine softly, leaning into his touch. 

“Bend over my lap, sweet angel.” He whispers softly, like he was asking you to dance and not spank you until your ass is raw and red. 

“Yes sir.”

You obeyed, crawling over to his lap, laying down on your chest, your pretty ass in the air for him. Slowly, he peels your panties off, a small smirk forming on his lips. His hand softly caresses your delicate skin, he pulls his hand back, ready to strike. 

“You’re gonna be a good girl and count for me, right princess? Ten slaps, okay?” 

“Mhm…” You said softly, bracing for impact. 

His hands slap against your ass, his rings already leaving marks on your skin. He soothingly rubs the skin, before getting ready for the next slap. 

“O-one..thank you, sir.” 

He brings his hands down again. And again. And again. Marking your soft skin with his hands, leaving red marks all over your pretty ass, his rings only heightening the intensity of his spanking, leaving deep marks on your backside. 

“N-nine…” 

He slaps your ass even harder, the metal rings leaving a lingering sting. “Go on.” 

“N-nine, thank you sir.” 

He smirks softly, his hand raising for the final time, slapping hard against your ass. 

“Ten..” You whimper “Thank you…sir..” 

He rubs your ass soothingly, caressing the tender skin that's been all marked up by his firm hands. 

“Good girl, now lay on the bed angel. Gonna fuck you so good…you’re already dripping and wide open, so ready for me aren’t you?” 

He says, against your ear, his voice low and serious. He gives you a light shove, throwing your legs over his shoulders, lining himself up with your entrance. His tip rubs against your sensitive folds, sending shivers up your spine. 

“Yoongi, please…need you so bad sir..” 

“Yeah, my little princess wants to be fucked like a cheap whore? Want me to claim this slutty pussy, fill it up with my thick cum?” 

You nod, whining, rubbing your hips to meet his. He growls raspily, slowly sliding himself inside you, filling you to the brim. His thick cock rubs against your walls, tip hitting your sweet spot so good it already has you seeing stars. 

“Such a fucking slut, dripping from a few spanks huh? You wanna be fucked baby, beg for it, little brat.” 

His hands slide up your chest, reaching your throat, softly gripping. It doesn't choke you fully, but you feel the pressure of his firm hands against your throat, the cool metal  of the rings against your flushed skin causes you to flinch slightly, but you don't dare pull away. He moves his hips more rapidly, slamming into yours, lewd wet sounds filling the room around you. 

“Fuck baby, you feel so good. Such a little brat, always begging to be fucked, huh? You like being a little cumdump?” 

You nod pathetically, your body slamming against his, your breasts bouncing in sync with his thrusts lewdly. Your vision blurring slightly, only just able to make out his slight smirk, looking down on you with lust-filled eyes, licking his lips. 

“You look so damn good, all fucked out, can’t even think huh?” 

You whimper desperately, drooling slightly. “Yoongie~” 

You fuck yourself into him, barely able to form coherent words, just spewing out whines and babbles of his name, crying out in pleasure. He continues to fuck his thick cock into you, filling you so deep. 

“F-fuck..Yoongie…can feel you here…” You say breathless, between moans, your hand brushing over your stomach. 

“Yeah..you feel how deep I am baby? How fucking good it feels to have me claim you? You love it right? Love being my good girl, my sweet little slut.” 

“Y-yes! I love it..wanna be yours Yoongie.” 

“Yeah, pretty slut. Gonna let me fill this cunt up right? Fill you up so well?” 

“Mhm~! Please..cum in me..” You cry, arching up to meet his thrusts. 

“Such a good girl…” He growls deeply in your ear, his cock twitching before filling you to the brim with thick cum. He bites at your neck, leaving pretty marks all over you as he spills his seed inside your tight hole, riding out his high. 

You whine loudy, throwing your arms around Yoongi's shoulders as you cry out his name, digging your nails into his back as you clench around him, cumming all over his cock. Your lips meet his in a messy kiss, both of you panting heavily as you come down from your orgasms. 

Yoongi falls onto the bed beside you, wrapping his arms around you, nuzzling his face into your marked neck. He inhales, taking in the scent of your perfume and sweat, the scent of your arousal still lingering. He smiles softly, brushing the hair away from your face. 

“You’re so pretty, angel. Love you so much..” He says softly, kissing your cheek gently. 

You giggle, face still flushed, snuggling into his arms, throwing your arms around his neck, feeling his warm embrace comfort and soothe you. “Love you too, Yoongie. But goddamn, there's no way I'm walking tomorrow.” 

He smiles, laughing softly into your neck, his arms resting on your waist, holding you firmly against his chest. “Looks like I’m gonna have to take care of you then, pretty baby, how about we watch that movie you wanted yeah?” His hands move to squish your cheeks softly, placing a kiss on your delicate lips. 

You smirk softly, eyes lighting up. You always knew how to get what you wanted. 

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#bunny.writes #min yoongi x reader #min yoongi #yoongi #agust d #min yoongi smut #bts smut #bts fanfic #bangtan #bangtan smut

[bunnyksj]

How do you think Namjoon would fuck while he's high?

Lozenge of Love - KNJ X Reader.

Summary: Namjoon fucks you when hes high, thats it LMAO. 

Author’s Note: just a small little thing :3, im working on another fic that should hopefully be out soon !!

TAGS: MDNI, smut, weed usage (duh), literally no plot just sex, some dirty talk bc ofc >w<, lazy sex lol. 

WORD COUNT: > 1K 

“That's it, take it baby..” He whispers, his voice husky in your ear. 

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Namjoons large hands snaked around your waist, holding you lightly as you moved up and down, your hips slapping together softly. He groans softly, feeling your warm cunt clench around him as you ride him. He tangles his hands in your hair, kissing along your neck softly, leaving small marks. He kisses over your hickeys gently, embracing every inch of you. 

“So fuckin’ pretty baby, love it so much…” He says, a smirk pulling at his lips.

His lidded red eyes gazing into yours, as he leans in, lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss, his tongue tangling with yours. His hands run down your back, softly squeezing your ass, guiding your body up and down on his cock. 

“F-fuck, Joonie..” You whimper, your hands gripping his shoulders, helping you move. 

“Feels good doesn't it, baby?” He mumbles between heavy breaths, his eyebrows furrowed focusing on the area where both of your bodies collided. 

“Mhm~! Want more…” You gasp. 

“Yeah? Pretty baby wants it harder? Wanna feel me so deep inside you..?”

You whine, feeling yourself grow wetter at his words. You lean your head down on his shoulder, inhaling his scent, he smelt like a mix of sweat, sex and pot. You move your hips faster, the wet slapping of both of your bodies filling the room, along with your moans and cries. His hand lazily smacks your ass, softly biting your collar bone. 

“Mm~. You’re my fucking girl, right? My good little slut all for me?” He asks, his voice low, his slightly bloodshot eyes looking at you expectantly. 

“Yes! I’m a good slut..” You gasp. “Wanna be your girl, Joonie.” 

“I know, baby. You’re all mine. Fuckin’ made for me.” 

He picks up his pace, his body thrusting up into you, making you cry out. You grip his shoulders, desperately fucking yourself back into him. He pushes you lightly onto your back, pushing your legs towards your shoulders, reaching even deeper inside of you. His lidded eyes focus on your face, contorted in pleasure, running a tongue over his upper lip. 

“Fuck, so fuckin’ sexy. M’ so fuckin’ lucky, ending up with such a pretty girl, all for me.”

He slams his cock into you, your wetness coating the sheets beneath you, legs trapped under his large palms. He slumps into your neck, kissing and biting it, his hand sliding down to your chest, squeezing it in his soft grip. His lips wrap around your other nipple, licking it softly. You whine, hands tangling in his hair, lightly gripping it. 

“Joonie..gonna cum..”

“Yeah, baby? Pretty angel’s gonna cum all over my dick, like a good girl, yeah?” 

“Mhm~! Feel so full, Joonie.” 

He softly giggles, his raspy voice, filling your ears. He continues to thrust into you, picking up his pace lightly, hips lazily smacking into yours. You arch slightly, leaning up into him, as you cum. Your hands tighten in his hair. 

He groans at the sight of you, his pretty girl, all flushed and fucked out. He cums shortly after, groaning into your neck, collapsing on top of you, taking deep breaths. 

“Did so fuckin’ well, fuck. M’ so worn out baby.” He sighs, resting his head on your shoulder, arms wrapping around your waist, pressing a kiss to your neck. 

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#bunny.writes #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts x reader #bangtan #kim namjoon #namjoon x reader #kim namjoon x reader

[bunnyksj]

Do I Wanna Know? - KSJ x Reader.

Summary: If your husband can sleep around, going after any woman he can get his hands on, what's stopping you from getting back at him by sleeping with your coworker?

Author’s Note: JIN MY LOVE, anyways thank you so much for all your support on the last fics like omg (>w<), i really appreciate it so much you don't understand. 

TAGS: MDNI, smut, cheating (guys don't do it that shits wack), revenge sex, slight manhandling teehee, cunnilingus, praise, degradation, he hits it raw </3 (as normal LMAO).

WORD COUNT: 1.6k 

It all started when your husband came home intoxicated from a long night out. 

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He lay sprawled out on your sofa, dark rings under his eyes. You could smell the alcohol radiating off his body from across the room, making your nose scrunch in disgust. His phone was violently vibrating, a plethora of messages coming through his phone. Angry mistresses demanding for cash in exchange for keeping quiet about his affairs. 

“Fucking pig.” You muttered under your breath, a blend of hurt and anger flowing through your body. 

You pour yourself a glass of champagne, softly crying into the glass, taking in the wright of the situation, the life you had built together, the love and adoration you once had for one another had slowly faded, and now, it had completely died out. 

As more messages kept coming through, you felt your heart sink lower and lower, taking small sips from your glass. What should you do now? You stood there in silence, leaning against the kitchen countertop, pondering your next moves. 

Should you just pack all your stuff and leave? No, you don't have anywhere to go, and getting a divorce is expensive enough, you dont wanna imagine how much it would be to find your own place, and settle in at the same time. 

Eventually, an idea came into your head. 

Who the fuck does your husband think he is? Sleeping around behind your back, like you wouldnt eventually find out. Well, it's time to show him you're not the only one who keeps secrets. 

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Seokjin was someone that you had worked with for a long time. You couldn't lie and said you didn't admire sharp features and soft smiles from time to time, finding comfort in his warm and caring eyes. And you definitely weren’t the only one. It was pretty common for the women around your office to fawn over him when he’d walk past. Talking in hushed giggles about what they would do to him if given the chance. 

You thought you guys were friendly enough with each other, often talking during your lunch break, engaging in deep conversations about the issues you were dealing with. But that was mainly it. Seokjin usually kept himself closed off, brushing off the lustful stares and small giggles of his female coworkers, often keeping his gaze cold and calculating. He never gave them the time of day, and honestly, you didn't think he’d give you that either. 

But hey, trying never hurt anybody. 

You pressed the phone against your ear with shaking hands, adrenaline rushing through your veins. 

“Hi..um..Seokjin,” You began, stamming with nervousness, but also a slight hint of excitement. “Are you busy at all today?” 

“No, not really. Why?” He said, his soft voice coming from the other end of the line. 

You took a deep breath, putting on a slight sultry tone in your voice. 

“I’ve been thinking about you alot. Won’t you come over~.” 

He took a deep inhale. “I don’t know if I should, y/n. What about-” 

“My husband? Don’t worry about that dickhead.” You said, quickly cutting him off. 

“Besides,” A small smirk crept onto your face. “You can keep a secret, right?” 

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“Shit…” He groaned softly, laying you down on your back. “You’re so fucking sexy baby, been wanting this for a long time..” 

Seokjin came over shortly after you called him. His breath hitched as he entered your room, his hooded gaze trailed across your lingerie clad body. Your husband had left a few hours ago. To go where? Who the fuck knows. Not like you even cared anymore, you were having your own fun. Let him run around behind your back all he wants, you’ll do it too. 

You felt a strange sense of satisfaction and power, like you had the upper hand now. You feel your heart racing in anticipation, as Seokjin lips slowly move down your neck, his hands reaching behind your back to unclip your bra, letting your breasts free. 

Seokjin's firm hands run over your breasts, softly pinching your nipples under his thumbs. “So perfect…” He mutters, softly licking around one of your nips. 

You whine softly, running your hands along his broad back, feeling his firm muscles under your soft palms. He slowly moves his hand down your torso, caressing the wetness pooling between your thighs. Slowly, he peels off your lace panties, throwing them aside. 

“So pretty baby. You’re gonna let me take care of you right? Gonna make you feel so good.” He whispers slowly into your ear, breath tickling your throat. 

He slowly moves over your clit, rubbing it gently, making you whimper softly. His hands run down your thighs as he places himself between your legs, his breath lightly fanning against your folds. 

“Such a sensitive sweet thing. Poor baby hasn’t been fucked good in a while, has she?”  

You shake your head, big eyes gazing down into his. “Wanna feel good…” 

“I know, angel. Just relax for me, mkay. Gonna fuck you so damn good.” 

He slowly licks over your folds, sucking on your pretty clit. His hands force your thighs apart, pulling you closer to his face, worshiping your body. He groans softly, moving his tongue around you, swirling over your clit, your arousal painting his lips. Soft wet noises and your whines fill the room, your hands running through Seokjin's soft hair, lightly gripping it. 

“Mmm..fuck..so good~!” You cry, softly grinding your hips against his face, your eyes rolling back, pleasure coursing through your veins. 

“You taste so fucking good..” He growls, slowly slipping his fingers into your pussy, spreading you open whilst he licks and sucks your clit. His fingers arch slightly, pressing onto your g-spot, making you arch and moan. Your hands pull on his hair, making him moan lowly, his fingers moving faster inside you. 

“J-jinnie~,” You whine. “Want you now..” 

“Yeah, you want me inside of you? Want me to fuck you like a good little whore?” 

He kneels on the bed, throwing your legs over his wide shoulders, pulling you closer to him, your lower back slightly off the bed as he positions himself between your dripping thighs. 

“Mhm..please, I want it so bad. Wanna be a good little slut,” You cry, your body aching with desire and need. “Please, Jinnie?” 

He gives you a soft smirk, before pushing into you, his thick cock rubbing against your walls. “Gonna fill this little cunt up, fuck you just right.” He says, slowly pushing every inch as deep as he can inside of you. 

You moan loudly, feeling him fill you up. He’s massive, way bigger than your husband, you swear you can feel him in your stomach. You lie back on the bed, eyes rolling and panting loudly as he claims your body. His hips slap against yours, wet slaps filling the room, making you even wetter. His hands grip your legs, pushing them back a little to reach even deeper inside you, slight bruises forming on your legs due to his tight grip. Your hands claw at the sheets, your vision blurring from the intense pleasure. 

“Fuck, should’ve known you were such a slut, would’ve fucked you ages ago, made you my little bitch.” He says, emphasizing his words with his harsh thrusts. 

“F-fuck…you’re so fucking good..so big..” You gasp, your body clenching around his girth, begging for more. 

You bounce off his hips, chest bouncing with each thrust, the desperation and passion of your fucking filling the room. His hands run up your chest, reaching your throat, his grip softly putting pressure around it, 

“You’re mine now right? My good little slut?” He says, running his tongue over his top lip, looking down into your eyes, his eyes clouded with lust. 

“Mhm..yes~!” You cry, your body slowly reaching its climax. “Wanna be yours, Jinnie. Only you can fuck me this good~!” 

“Fuck, that's it baby..” He growls. “Such a shame, your little husband never treated you right, good thing you’re getting fucked by a real man now. Now you know how good I can make you feel, right?” 

You nod, a warm pool of pleasure forming in your stomach. “Fuck, Jinnie! I’m gonna cum~! Please…” 

A dark smirk grows on his face, his fingers playing with your clit, driving you to your peak. “Go on. Cum for me, sweet angel.” 

You cry, your back arching, your body losing control. You cum around him, wetness coating all over the sheets below you as he continues to thrust into you, riding out your orgasm. 

He growls at the sight of you, your pretty face twisted in pure pleasure. It drives him over the edge, and he cums deep inside of you. Thick ropes painting your insides, filling you up nicely. 

He pants, sweat coating his forehead, his hand brushing back his sweaty hair, leaning down to kiss you passionately. You return the kiss, your tongues both softly sliding around each other, enjoying the intimate embrace. He grabs you by the hips, lifting you up bridal style. 

“Cmon, let's get you cleaned up.” He says, smiling softly, carrying you towards the shower. You give him a small smile, leaning into his bare chest, panting softly, catching your breath. 

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A few days have passed since then, and your husband is none the wiser. You smile softly, thinking about the night you shared with Seokjin not long ago. Your thoughts are interrupted by a text message coming through on your phone. It’s Seokjin. 

“You free today, angel?” 

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[bunnyksj]

Heyooo just came across you your pfp and layout is very beautiful you're jin biased aswell? Also I would like to request and yandere yet soft jin fic also let's be friends haha you slay <3

Epiphany - KSJ x Reader

Summary: Seokjin saw you as nothing more than a fun game, but then he became obsessed. 

Author’s Note: OMG YOUR SO CUTE !!! i’d love too omg, and soft yandere jin is so real !!!

TAGS: yandere!jin, hes a little obsessed with you, but its okay, also coworker!jin again because i am obsessed LMAO, soft, he takes care of you when your drunk omg. 

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Seokjin walked into the office, running his hand back through his hair. He wasn't surprised when you came running over, handing his coffee to him, sitting down next to him, an eager look in your eyes. You eagerly yapped on and on about your day, pestering with questions about his own. He usually just replied with a simple nod of his head and a dry answer. Hoping to get you off his back. 

Seokjin was used to this behavior, of girls fawning and practically tripping over themselves for his attention. But he had to admit, he was impressed by how adamant and determined you were. It had been a full year of you desperately trying to get his attention. He often wondered when you would finally give up. 

“Seokjin!” You called, smiling brightly. “I brought you a coffee, its-” 

“Expresso, my favorite. I know.” He responded, sighing slightly, taking a seat at his office. 

Your crush on him was barely hidden. The flushed hue of your cheeks and you’d stammer and stutter your words when he (rarely) gave you compliments. And the way your lips would curl into a soft smile whenever he spoke to you, attentively listening to every word he said. Even the way you let out small, shy giggles every time he would make a joke, your soft eyes interlocking with his. It was almost intoxicating to him, the way he had so much power over you, you were like a small puppy, desperate and begging for attention. Not like he’d ever reciprocate your feelings though, he found you more entertaining, like a fun game. He wondered when you would finally stop playing. He was strangely drawn to you though.

 He couldn't deny that  your daily interactions often brighten his day. Sometimes he’d go back home, and think about all the things you said, smiling softly. There's no way he actually liked you though, right? 

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Everyone in the office had a small break for the holidays. As soon as he came back, he saw you, bouncing eagerly to his desk. But, it was different this time, something felt off. He didn't know if it was a gut feeling, or something else entirely, but he didn't like it. The way you looked at him wasn't the same, there was less awe in them. Your cheeks weren’t as flushed as normal, your cute, shy demeanor was gone. 

“Hi Seokjin!” You chirped, smiling kindly. “How was your break?” 

“It was fine.” He responded, in his usual cold tone. “You?” 

The words that left your mouth had him in shock. 

“It was great! Me and my boyfriend-” 

Boyfriend? This couldn't be right. You liked him, right? Why wouldn't you? You were the one all over him not even a week ago. You were supposed to like him. 

“Boyfriend?” He blurted out, his tone giving away more than he would’ve liked. 

“Yeah.” You said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Seokjin, I’ve been dating him for like 3 months now.” You giggled. 

3 months? 3 whole months. You had to be joking. You had flirted with him that whole time, right? There was no way you were just trying to be friendly, you liked him. He was so sure of it. 

“That's nice.” He said, his tone flat and colder than usual. Fuck, why did he care so damn much about your stupid boyfriend? He was a grown man, it's not like he never slept around or anything. Why should he care if you have some guy in your life? 

Those thoughts echoed around his head for the rest of the day, trapped up in a mix of emotions. He was quickly snapped out of it when one of the other coworkers slapped a hand on his shoulder. 

“Hey, Seokjin! Are you coming for drinks tonight?” 

“Yeah, I’m going.” He said flatly. As much as he didnt want to admit it, he was only going to see you, to admire your pretty features and beautiful eyes. You were like a drug, pulling him in, and he couldn't get enough. He needed you, needed you to care again. He needed to see you get all shy for him, looking so cute and sweet just for him. A small smile crept onto his face just thinking about it, you and your perfect features. 

Shit, he really couldn't get enough of you. You were like a drug, keeping him trapped under your influence, coming back for more every time. He began to wonder what your boyfriend is like. If he was as handsome as he is, or if he was as smart and brooding, and if he has as strong of an aura, like he did. Maybe you just got with him to make him feel like this. Knowing you drove him crazy, before even he did. He had to admit, you were smart. 

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He pulled up to the bar, taking the seat besides you, stealing glances at you every once in a while. 

“Hmm, Seokjin, which drink do you think I should get?”

He smiled at you, watching the way you furrowed your eyebrows in concentration, like this was the most important decision you’ll ever make. 

“You should try this one.” He said, leaning over your shoulder, his deep voice in your ear, pointing at the menu in front of you. He smirked softly when he saw the slight rosiness of your cheeks appear. God, he loved seeing you like that.

As the night went on, more and more drinks were being poured out, he noticed your words becoming more slurred, stumbling slightly. 

“Fuck, Seokjin. Could you take her home? There’s no fucking way she’s driving home like that.” 

“Of course.” He said. Why wouldn't he want to protect you? To keep you safe. He was in strong denial for the longest time, but he couldn't deny it. He was in love with you. And he needed you more than anything. 

He drove you home, gently placing you in his car. He’d go with you to pick up yours tomorrow. He smiled softly, already anticipating the day ahead. As you guys were driving home, he often looked your way, admiring your features under the dim lights, you had curled up against the car seat, exhausted from the night out. 

He carried you inside, slowly creaking open your apartment door. Your boyfriend was passed out on the couch in your living room. He had probably fallen asleep waiting for you. Oh well, Seokjin would deal with him in the morning, as of right now, his attention was mostly on you. 

He walked over to your bedroom, softly laying you down on your bed. He sat beside you, his hand stroking your hair softly, brushing it away from your face, smiling sweetly. His thumb caressed your cheek, feeling your warm skin under his cold hand. 

“Relax, sweet angel.” He said, softly. “Just rest for now, I’ll be here when you wake up, I promise.” 

“O-okay..” You mumbled tiredly, shifting slightly, trying to get comfortable. 

What a sweet girl. He’d help you with your nasty hangover in the morning, and maybe even help you get rid of your little boyfriend. 

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