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cait-with-luv · 11 months

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Little Leopard [6]

"If it weren't for seven men that fateful night you wouldn't be here now. They showed you good people did exist. That life can be great, that you can be loved and cared for. These seven men were the men you loved and cherished. These men were your mates. Your safety blanket. And to them. You were their Little Leopard."

Header Credit: Me

Pairing: OT7 X Hybrid!Reader

Genre: Hybrid! AU, Strangers to Lovers! AU, Rich!BTS, Fluff, Angst, eventual smut, Polyamorous!BTS

Warnings: Angst, discussions of weight, discussions of eating disorders, dissociation, mentions of past mental abuse, mentions of past physical abuse, mentions of sexual abuse, discussions of trauma, anxiety, depression, explicit language, self-doubt, fear of rejection

Word Count: 3.5K

A/N: I'm sorry if this is so scruffy I tried my best since I've just got back to full health so the next update will be better! ITALICS MEANS IT'S A FLASHBACK!

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The boys felt lost. It was like they were taking one step forward and one step back with you ever since your hospital appointment a few weeks ago. You had gone back to barely speaking. Only nodding and shaking your head. Murmuring your words. Barely coming out of your room. They were worried. Guilty. Guilty because they felt like they had pushed you too far. You were healing after so much trauma, pain and they reopened those healing wounds. They desperately wanted to help you. Get you back on track to recovery and finding happiness but they didn’t know how. They didn’t know where to start.

However this wasn’t the case. You had not shut yourself out because of the appointment. Because you were suffering from reliving trauma. No, it was because of them. You were not mad at them. You were not disappointed in them. You were purely nervous. Nervous because everytime you looked at them your heart raced. Everytime you tried to talk your words got caught in your throat. THEY made you nervous. Butterflies in your stomach. And it all started because of your realization. They were your mates. They were fated to you. They found you that night because they were meant to.

It terrified you. You had never felt this ever. It was all so new to you. This feeling of adoration, euphoria, love. It was all so overwhelming and terrifying that you didn’t know how to comprehend it. You weren’t ready to accept that you had mates. You were so desperately trying to shut it out but it was proving to be difficult when your leopard is pawing at you consistently to nest with them again, scent them. Mate them. Sheer pain crawling in your body when they come home smelling like another Hybrid. You couldn’t accept it because you were terrified to be rejected. You weren’t good enough for them, not perfect enough. You came with too much baggage. The humiliation you’d feel if they rejected you. The gut-wrenching pain you’d feel. You couldn’t take anymore pain.

You knew you couldn’t shut yourself away forever. That you had to conjure up the courage to talk to them, be around them but it was difficult when your every instinct is to nurture them, claim them.

Your deep thoughts are cut off from a knock on the your bedroom door, you mumble a ‘come in’ and a hesitant Taehyung peers in and pouts seeing you curled up in a nest you had recently built for yourself, the only thing providing you comfort right now but seeing Taehyung makes you ball your fists up to fight the urge to pull him into it. You couldn’t indulge anymore, because now you crave it all the time since the first time you nested with him and Jungkook.

“Hey, Pretty girl, Seokjinnie has made some lunch, want to come eat with us? You didn’t have any breakfast.” He says softly, frowning as you shake your head and snuggle more into your nest.

“I-I’m not hungry. Maybe later?” You mutter quietly, avoiding eye contact. You could see the concern in his face but you just had no appetite, you couldn’t stomach anything right now.

“But Y/N, you haven’t eaten properly in a while…” He trails off, hoping that you’d cave and finally eat but you were stubborn. You couldn’t and wouldn’t. You didn’t have the energy to face them.

“I’m just not hungry right now Taehyungie. I’ll eat later. I promise.” You reassure, before closing your eyes and pretending to go to sleep. You couldn’t look at him otherwise you’d cave.

“Okay, one of us will check on you in a bit, please try to eat later. Please talk to us, we’re here for you.” Taehyung sighs before leaving and making his way downstairs, watching the six hopeful boys' faces fall when they see no sign of you.

“Nothing?” Jungkook pouts as Taehyung shakes his head. They just wanted to see you healing again, smiling and interacting with them.

“Nothing. She won’t eat. She said she’s not hungry again, she wouldn’t look at me. What do we do?” Taehyung whines in frustration, sitting down next to Jimin who gives him a small smile.

“I’m getting worried, she’s starving herself, we can’t let her continue like this. She’s going to get sick, we need to do something, we can’t keep walking on eggshells around her, it’s not going to achieve anything.” Jimin huffs and shakes his head. They needed to make better efforts, because right now, he felt like they were all doing the bare minimum.

“We can’t force her to eat, we can’t force her to do anything. We’d just be doing what all the others were doing but we need to sit her down, remind her that she’s not alone, that she doesn’t need to bottle it all up.” Namjoon advises, they all hum in agreement except for Jungkook. He shakes his head, gaining their attention.

“I don’t think it’s the hospital appointment that’s doing this to her. I think…I think it’s the fact we’re her mates. I think she knows but is scared. Have you guys not noticed how anxious and nervous she gets around us recently? How much more she’s nesting and scenting blankets?” He begins, looking around watching as they all come to a realization.

“That does make sense but how do you know she knows?” Seokjin replies with a frown.

“Well…”

—

“Is she oka-Oh shit.”

Hoseok stares in shock at the sight in front of him. Two of his boyfriends, nesting with you, your small figure, snuggled up between them, the peaceful look of sleep and safety on your face. He knew what this meant. He was familiar with what nesting meant to a hybrid, having been told by his colleagues with mates. Things had just got more complicated.

“Shh don’t wake her. She’s dissociated, she’s distraught, we know what this means, we made the nest for her to help but she invited us in. We couldn’t say no.” Jungkook whispers, looking down to make sure you hadn’t been disturbed. In all honesty, he wasn’t opposed to being your mate. One of seven mates.

“We need to talk. Now.” Hoseok says quietly, shuffling in his spot. Everything was coming together now. Why they felt so much care for you. The need to protect you and spoil you. They all had assumed it was because of your circumstances but how wrong they were.

They may be human but they felt it too. The pull towards you. The attraction.

“Tae, you go, I’ll stay with her, don’t wanna leave her by herself in case she wakes up.” Jungkook sighs, stroking your hair, a small smile falling onto his lips as you subconsciously lean into his touch, a loud rumble of a happy purr leaving your mouth.

Taehyung hesitates before nodding and placing a chaste kiss to your temple and then a quick peck to Jungkook’s head before carefully leaving the nest, his chest filled with anxiety and guilt from doing so.

“Mate…n-no…back…” You whimper in your sleep, anxiously moving about, already feeling Taehyung’s disappearance, your fists clenching Jungkook’s shirt tighter and tighter, fearful to lose him too.

“Shh, it’s okay, I’m here, I’ve got you…your mate is right here, Baby.” He comforts, keeping you tight in his hold, nosing at the crown of your head to relax you. He wouldn’t want anyone else to be a mate too. He will make sure to be the perfect one for you and he knew the others would too. You were the missing piece they were missing. You fit in just like a jigsaw piece.

“We’re her mates.” Taehyung blurts out suddenly once they had all sat down, their eyes widening in shock. Out of all the things they thought they were going to be told, this wasn’t at all what they were expecting.

“W-What? How do you know?” Jimin breathes out in surprise, his heart racing from nerves.

“She nested with me and Kookie. She’s still nesting with him now, she scented him too. She looked pretty upset too when she realized we all weren’t there. She wanted us all in the nest.” Taehyung explained, running a hand through his hair.

“Come to think of it, she looked like she was going to tear Dr. Yoon’s head off when she hugged us. It probably didn’t help that she's a lion hybrid too but it makes sense. It’s kinda like a territorial thing.” Yoongi murmurs leaning back into the couch, arms crossed as he thought deeply.

“Well what do we do? We can’t pretend that we don’t know about it. It’ll just be makingher suffer. I don’t know about you guys but I care a lot about her. I really do think I’d be lost without her.” Hoseok says confidently, the boys humming in acknowledgement.

“She does feel like what we’ve been missing this whole time and I know there’s plenty of room for her in this relationship.” Seokjin agrees with Hoseok a smile toying at his lips, he could picture all the loving memories you could create. Waking up together with them in the mornings, dates, cooking together, intimate moments, all the laughs, smiles, compliments. He wanted that with you. They all did. You were the missing brick in the home they had built. The cement that held it together. They just hadn’t realized it until now.

“I don’t think we should tell her we know…she’ll come to us when she’s ready to tell us no matter how painstakingly slow it may be we got to be patient. We don’t want to scare her off. Let her initiate it. Let her be in control of this. She’s never gotten that choice so we have to give that to her. Maybe little courting gifts here and there for her, not to hint that we know but hint to her that we care for her and if she wants to want to build a relationship with her.” Namjoon says with authority in his voice. He didn’t want to screw up any chance they had with you. It wasn’t like how they started dating. You’re a hybrid and courting is a big thing for mates. They couldn’t rush this. It had to be at a steady pace, it had to be perfect.

“But what if she doesn’t come to us about it Joonie? She’s never had this much control in her life, she won’t know how to do this. I don’t want to control her at all but what if we just give her a nudge into the right direction?” Jimin whines. He knew Namjoon was right but his patience was the worst out of them all, he knew he’d get too antsy.

“We may have to but right now we wait and see baby. Only time will tell.”

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It had gone past midnight when you left your room, unfortunately your anxiety riddled mind had kept you awake, the thoughts of losing the boys, not being good enough for them plagued you. But also your fears of going back to your previous owner. Having to endure the mental and physical abuse day in and day out. The pure torment. You couldn’t go back to it. Especially not after seeing what life truly can be like. You just couldn’t do it.

You had to speak to them, go back to your healing, you couldn’t lose them, push them away.

You hesitantly tip-toe towards a room. Jungkook’s room. Despite being in a seven person relationship, sometimes they liked to have their own space or take turns sharing the master bedroom bed.

You stand in front of his room, contemplating whether or not if you should knock. You didn’t want to disturb him, you were about to turn around and go back to your room but if it was Jungkook had a 6th sense and knew you were there, his door suddenly opening, a yawning Jungkook stood there, a look of surprise when he realized it was you at the door not one of the boys like he thought it to have been.

“Y/N? Hey, Sweet girl, are you okay? Is something the matter?”He asks softly, almost cooing at your sweater paws and doe eyes staring at him nervously. You shuffle in your spot, toying with your hands as you murmur shyly,

“I-I can’t sleep…didn’t know what to do. D-Did I disturb you? I-I’m sorry I’ll go.”

Jungkook quickly shakes his head and holds his hand out for you to take, he didn’t want to startle you and grab your hand, he reminds himself of what Namjoon had said. ‘Let her be in control’.

You slowly place your hand in his and you almost purr from glee from the feeling, you hadn’t touched them or let them touch you since you nested with them.

“You have nothing to be sorry for baby, do you wanna come in? Maybe trying sleeping in here so you aren’t by yourself? I can sleep on the floor if that will make you more comfortable?” He asks, slowly guiding you into his room, his breath hitching as you whisper,

“A-Actually…c-could you nest with me instead? I-I think that’ll help…”

He could have screamed with joy at your proposition. You were starting to take initiation, no matter how small it may be, it was a start and it excited him.

“Of course, do you need anything to build your nest? Help yourself to whatever you want baby.” He smiles standing aside to let you do what you needed to do. And so you began, grabbing any item that smelt of the boys, shirts, blankets, hoodies, you grabbed them all and carefully built your nest. You wanted it to be perfected, it needed to be. The urge inside you wanting to impress your mate but you had no idea that no matter what you did, Jungkook would always be impressed.

“In.” Was all you said once you had finished, patting the place beside you in the middle of the nest. A teasing smile appears on Jungkook’s face, playfully crossing his arms and pretending to think.

“In? You want me to get in? I don’t know…” He teases making you huff and pout at him, glaring.

“Kookie…” You whine in frustration making him laugh and shaking his head. You were just to cute to not tease.

“Okay, okay, I’m coming in now.” He coos, and carefully lays in your nest, allowing you to move him to where you wanted, a content smile on his face as you curl up into the side of him, purring and chuffing. You really were just a cat.

“Thank you Jungkook, for this…for all of you putting up with me.” You say quietly, closing your eyes in attempt to try and fall asleep. But it still felt like something was missing, like you need something more to fall asleep.

“We’re putting up with nothing Little one, we’re here because we want to be, because care for you and want to help you in anyway we can alright?” He yawns, playing with your hair and pouting noticing your fidgeting.

“Still can’t get comfortable to sleep Sweet girl? Is something playing on your mind?” He asks softly, tilting his head as you nod and sit up to look at him.

“Feels like something is missing…” You practically cry out.

Jungkook thinks before a thought pops into his head, sitting up with you and hesitantly asking,

“Do you reckon it’s the rest of the boys that’s missing baby? Is that what it is?”

You nod slowly as you realize that yes, it was what was missing, what you needed. You need all seven of them in your nest, all your mates but it felt too selfish to do. You had already disturbed Jungkook, you couldn’t wake the rest.

“B-But I don’t wanna wake them. That’d be unfair.” You pout before going to lay back down.

“It’s okay, don’t worry we’ll find another way to help make you sleep…why don’t we read? We’ll go sit downstairs and I’ll start teaching you, how does that sound?” He proposes and a smile appears on your face as you nod. You liked the sound of that.

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Namjoon sighs as he sits down on the couch, the house is filled with silence as everyone sleeps, the only sound is the clock ticking away. It was late. Just past one in the morning and Namjoon couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning all night, his stress taking a toll on him.

Whilst Hoseok was embarking on his investigation of your abusers, Namjoon had started his own. He was determined to find who this inside person was, doing the cover-up on your documentation and who knows how many more Hybrids and was proving to be challenging. So far he couldn't find a single thing. Not a single speck of dirt on any of his employees, he was close to hitting a dead end but he refused to give up, hoping that eventually, he'll find something.

Anything, even if it was the tiniest bit of evidence. He couldn't let these Hybrids down. He couldn't let you down. He prided himself in protecting and providing for Hybrids in need and built his whole career on it. His whole business. But right now he felt like he was failing. He was angry, ashamed, and guilty that he allowed someone so dirty to work for him, allowed them to slip through the security checks he so thoroughly does but clearly not thorough enough.

Namjoon stares at the blank screen of the television, his head quickly turning as he hears a creak of the floor boards before relaxing when he sees the two pairs of doe eyes he's grown to adore so much staring back at his exhausted figure.

"Baby. Princess. What are you two doing up?" He asks quietly, tilting his head as he sees an alphabetical book tight in your grasp, his heart skipping a beat at the pouts on both of your faces. He swore your pout could challenge his youngest boyfriends.

"We could ask you the same Joonie. Little one here, couldn't sleep so she decided to nest with me in hopes it'd help but it didn't so we were going to sit down here so I could teach her how to read." Jungkook explains giving Namjoon a concerned smile.

"I couldn't sleep either Princess, it's okay it happens to us all sometimes. Come here, why don't both of us teach you hm?" Namjoon says tiredly, letting out a yawn and stretching.

"B-But you're tired. I don't want to be a burden to you. Y-You've been working a lot Namjoonie." You whisper shyly, shuffling in your place. Out of all the boys, Namjoon intimidated you the most. You weren't scared of him. You could never be with how caring he is but he just screamed alpha of the house to you with how much authority he held.

Namjoon all but smiles softly at you, shaking his head as he pats the spot on the couch beside him, inviting you both to join him as he says reassuringly,

"Nonsense. You could never be a burden Babygirl, now let's read this book shall we?"

You nod and both you and Jungkook sit down, you sandwiched in between them both as Namjoon takes the book and opens it, beginning to teach you each letter, even going as far as getting a notebook out so you could even practice writing.

“Is everything making sense so far Princess? Tell us if you need to go over something again okay?” Namjoon asks after a little while, smiling when he looks over to you when he gets no reply and finds that you had finally fallen asleep, pen almost slipping of your hand.

“She’s so cute.” Jungkook chuckles, taking the pen out of your hand and looking over to Namjoon as he bookmarks the book and closes it.

“She is. How come she couldn’t sleep?” Namjoon asks leaning back into the couch and carefully laying your head down on his lap as Jungkook places your feet on his.

“I think she’s starting to accept or come to terms that we’re her mates, she couldn’t sleep because all of us weren’t in the nest, she was so frustrated but she didn’t want to wake any of you up.” Jungkook smiles, rubbing up and down your calf. Namjoon chuckles and looks down at you, adoringly before he gets an idea.

“I have an idea, Jungkook wake the boys up, try and make a nest and a nest big enough for us all in the master bedroom, we’re going to do what she wanted, have us all in a nest, I think it’ll be a nice surprise for her in the morning when she wakes up.”

And so Jungkook did. He woke each of them up, explaining to them what was happening, bright smiles on all their faces as they worked together to build the nest, hearts fluttering as Namjoon carries you into the room and places you in the middle of them all, love filling the room as you all filled the nest, snuggled up together, content smiles on your faces as you all slept. Even Namjoon managed to fall asleep at last. Peaceful and happy.

Unaware of what was coming.

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moonrevolutions · 4 months

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ here are some overlays / gifs i conjured for headers, graphics, etc etc and never used! maybe someone will use them. idk and idc. happy new years! like and reblog if you found useful. or don't, i'm not your mom. + credit not necessary.

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kookiecrumb · 2 years

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*jumps in * helloo there!! i read you jk brother's bestfriend smut and it was sooo good !! can u pls write a tae version ?? it doesn't have to be similar, only thing is tae should be my bbf !! thank you so much!! 💝🎈

KTH || The BBF

header by: @jjkeverlast

a/n: I'm proud to announce that I'll be making this a series with all the members. Next will be Park Jimin.

Definition: Brother's Best Friend.

After you broke up with your ex, something that started as a joke between Taehyung and Jungkook has the potential to become a sexy reality.

tags: pure smut. (18+)

warnings: bigdick!taehyung, exhibitionism, blowjobs/throatfucking, innocent!reader, unprotected sex*(don't do this), the word k*ll, praise kink, sneaky linking, reader has to keep quiet because her brother's next door, brother!jungkook

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It started as a joke. One day during sophomore lunch, the idea conjured itself in Taehyung's head. He was bored and he wanted to get a reaction out of Jungkook, so he started an ongoing joke that he was going to fuck his sister.

Of course it was all for shits and giggles at first, but you got all hot about a year ago. Suddenly, he couldn't keep it in his pants.

Still, he kept up with the gag throughout the years because Jeon's reaction was always too priceless to let up.

"Is your sister still with that clown of a boyfriend of hers?" Taehyung abruptly asks during one of their video game sessions, on voice chat.

Your brother glances back at you. He's thankful for his noise-cancelling headphones, ensuring that you heard absolutely zero part of that.

You're just watching him play on the bed.

He rolls his eyes. When he's certain you're not listening, he mumbles,"No, they actually broke up this weekend."

A smirk spreads on Taehyung's face as he grips his remote control a little harder. "Is that right? You know what that means, Jeon? I'm going to fuck your sister."

Jungkook shakes his head, concentrating on his next killshot, only slightly pissed at Taehyung's comment. "Whatever man. That stopped being funny in eleventh grade."

"What did?" You speak up, interjecting the conversation.

"Nothing. Taehyung's being a dumbass."

"Oh, okay," you dismiss, quietly returning to casually copying down your organic chemistry notes. It's such a comfortable night today.

It's not terribly dry or humid out, but it is warm, so your clothing is somewhat scarce. It feels unnecessary to overdress in such weather.

You don't have the energy to overthink your older brother's banter.

In fact, you're getting kind of sleepy. You reach over the bed for a glass of ice water.

"Ugh, fuck!" Jungkook exclaims. You jolt, causing you to spill at least half the glass on your hand. This infuriates you.

"Hey, stupid! What the fuck?!" You scream.

Jungkook releases one ear of his headphones, unbothered. "Either get used to me being loud or leave," he says, not once looking away from the glowing screen of his television.

You let out an annoyed grunt and gather your study materials and head out the door. You didn't want to watch him play Overwatch for the millionth time anyway.

Jungkook clicks his tongue and smiles. He's successfully gotten rid of you. Now he can continue his game in peace.

"What the fuck? You made her leave?" Taehyung immediately complains.

"Uhh, yeah. Why do you care? She was distracting us from the mission either way," he justifies.

Taehyung disconnects from the voice chat and logs off for the night. Five minutes later, Jungkook receives a direct message explaining that he needed to "get some sleep."

Much to Taehyung's delight, he bought it.

His true intentions for the night had yet to unfold.

After an hour of just doing assignments, you're about to call it a night. It's too early to fall asleep, though, so you're about to turn on some music and catch up on your latest read. You're right in the middle of a juicy scene taking place in nineteenth century England.

Out of the blue, your phone starts vibrating wildly. You shuffle your hands over the sheets in search of it.

Finally, you find it and answer it without taking a second look to see who it was from. "Hello?"

"I heard you're done with that piece of shit," Taehyung answers.

"...Uhm, yeah. It was a mutual decision, actually. Tae, why are you calling me this late?" You pivot.

He doesn't sweat it. "I know the way you look at me whenever we go out. You should be ashamed of yourself."

Taehyung leans back in his car seat, bringing his hips forward. He has always been assertive, so this attitude comes as no surprise to you. Something you don't know is that he's pulled up to the driveway.

"So what? It's not like we're even fucking."

"Would you like to be?" He asks.

"Tae, what?" You smile in disbelief.

"Your ex never liked the way I looked at you. If you want to prove to him that you've moved on, how about we link up? Right now."

Tempting.

Since freshman year, Taehyung had always come off as the aloof type. He didn't say much outside of his friend group and largely kept to himself. That is, until you got a boyfriend.

His stares got longer. His body tensed around the both of you together, especially when your ex showed you any sort of affection. It made you suspicious of his intentions toward you.

You looked back, your eyes seductive and open to him, as if tempting him to rip you from your then boyfriend's arms and place you on his chest. It was no secret you needed him, too.

"Where are you?" You search out the window, looking for any sign that he's nearby. "You need to sneak in before my brother sees or else he's going to kill you."

"I know. Don't you worry about it. I'm a smart man," he says before he hangs up the phone.

Moments later, there's a knock at your window. Taehyung gestures for you to open it as wide as you can. So, you kneel on the bed and sneak him in as swiftly as possible, without raising suspicion.

"What the fuck, how did you get here?" You whisper-yell.

"Drove," Taehyung pants, sitting with his legs crossed, across from you. He takes his shoes off and places them at the foot of the bed.

He leans back on his palms and smirks.

"You're parked in the driveway?" You ask, a bit calmer.

"Yes, so don't worry about it. Chill…" Taehyung glances over at your closed bedroom door. "He's still awake?" He gestures towards it.

"Yeah…last time I checked," you reply.

"That means we need to be super quiet…and super quick," he instructs you, gazing straight into your eyes. Excitement fills them.

The adrenaline hits and the realization of what you're about to do sinks in. Your cheeks get hot in anticipation. You're utterly embarrassed.

He notices. The last thing Taehyung wants is to make you uncomfortable. "Whoa…" he lulls, leaning forward to hold your face in his big hands. "We don't have to rush it, either," he reminds you.

You nod against it, smiling softly.

"Do you need me to strip first?" He asks, his eyes wide and reassuring. They comforted yours like no other and you felt a massive amount of guilt for it. How could something so taboo feel so good?

"Could you?" You affirm.

So, Taehyung carefully begins revealing more and more of his skin in the dark of your moonlit room. His shirt is peeled from his torso to reveal his chest, his stomach, and his arms. A silver necklace with a charm hangs from his neck. It is a white tiger.

He moves his hands down his torso and settles on his jean button, tugging it open. "Come help me with this," he sighs.

You come forward and quietly unzip him, your hands resting on your thighs. "That's a good girl," he hums, flexing beneath your touch.

He's so warm beneath you. It's impossible to resist mouthing at his tenting erection as soon as it's visible. You tug his pants down to his hips and immediately spread your tongue on his clothed cock, lifting your hips off the bed.

"Mmm," you breathe, your eyes lifting up to watch Taehyung's pleased expression.

"Don't be shy with it," he reminds, "I need your mouth." He shifts beneath you, his hands caressing your back.

You lift the strap of his boxers and attach your mouth to the tip of his cock. Taehyung groans softly in relief. He's so satisfying to feel on your tongue, the girth and warmth of his dick is utterly addictive.

"Look at you," he lifts your face up, his hooded eyes filled with insatiable lust. "I could fuck your throat raw to keep you silent."

You feel your cunt twitch at the thought. His dick is so big. Your poor throat couldn't possibly be fucked raw by him, but your imagination runs with the idea. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you sink down on his dick, hollowing your cheeks as you swallow him.

You breathe in through your nose, allowing his hands to guide your mouth on his dick as he languidly thrusts into your heat. Taehyung bites his lips to keep from any noise escaping him.

"Mmn, mmn, mmmgh," deep, honey-like moans vibrate from his throat. You spread your legs father, your panties are now soaked and you can feel it.

You bring your fingers down to split your folds apart as you finger yourself to the pace he's pounding into your tight mouth.

"You're wet from sucking my dick," Taehyung groans. "That cunt is mine…"

You pull off his dick and sit up, peeling your nightgown from your body and kneeling before him with your thighs spread apart. "Take it," you beg.

Taehyung's eyes fall on your breasts and then to your supple lips before settling on your pussy. He throws his pants on the other side of the room and leaps on top of you, pinning you to the bed.

"Don't make a sound," he demands, his knees prying your legs open. His thumb catches the cloth separating your cunt from him and pulls it off of you.

Taehyung presses his body to yours, attaching his mouth to your neck and sucking hard. You gasp sharply, "Tae~"

He hushes you and readjusts himself so that his shaft is flush against your drenched cunt. "If he hears us, we're both dead,"

You comply, your hands scratching his back lightly in pure bliss. "I won't, we won't, just get inside me," you whine.

He grinds himself against you, gripping your inner thighs so that you keep from squirming. "Such a needy little thing," he remarks. "I do it so much better than him."

The stretch is incredible. You miraculously are able to accomodate for such a big cock. Your cunt is filled with him up to your cervix, your clit throbbing for his touch.

Taehyung touches you with fumbling hands, his mind racing with need. He thrusts up experimentally, hungrily. You whimper beneath him, your eyes squeezed shut.

He kisses your lips, encouraging you to hold on to him harder as he rocks the bed with his hips.

"Taehyung~" You bury your face into his chest and he smiles, kissing at your cheek.

The thrill in the pit of your stomach builds indefinitely. You're on the brink of a mind-spinning orgasm and by the feel of it, so is he.

You flinch, convulsing around him as pleasure erupts from your body. He cums hard inside of you, his body stuttering over yours, his lips clashing into yours.

The lights flicker outside of the bedroom. You both sit up, alarmed. He reaches over to his clothes. "I won't go until I've helped you clean," he says, keeping his eyes on the door.

He stays for a while, carefully cleaning you and holding you before he says he needs to go. "Your brother's gonna get suspicious," he adds.

He's right. Minutes after Taehyung leaves, Jungkook comes storming into your room with a suspicious look on his face. "What are you looking for?" You ask, rolling your eyes at him.

"...Nothing, I guess…" he mumbles, scanning the floor one more time before closing the door back up again.

Your panties are missing. Weird.

BONUS:

Jungkook is hanging out at Tae's, playing video games, a week after you two hooked up and he notices a peculiar item in his laundry basket.

"Is that…" Jungkook furrows his eyebrows in confusion. "That's not…Y/N's, is it?"

Taehyung doesn't respond, smirking with his eyes fixed on the game.

"Tae. Taehyung," Jungkook presses him, shoving him lightly. Taehyung doesn't budge. Instead, he just smiles.

Jungkook is alarmed by his lack of response. "Noooo…" he says in disbelief.

"Yesss…" Taehyung finally replies.

"You are so dead."

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A Special Kind of Ritual

Loki/Female Reader Smut

Summary: Loki asks his sweet sorceress if they can practice a sex ritual so he can get out of studying magic, turns out rituals take a lot of preparation and work.

Warnings: Smut and witchcraft if that’s even a warning I don’t know. 18+ please

Also Posted on AO3

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The smell of herbs filled the air of the cozy apartment as she grinds her ingredients in the mortar and pestle.

Her boyfriend, Loki had asked her for a special tea that would help him with his focus so he could study new spells on earth, most of which was Eldritch magic from the sanctum sanctorum here in New York. Though Stephen Strange was reluctant to hand over those books to someone who they still considered dangerous, she managed to convince him by taking the blame if Loki were to do something stupid. Loki heard an earful that night about how he better keep himself in line or else she would have to deal with him. And being a long time master of the mystic arts herself, he knew she was fully capable of doing so.

Though she was experienced with casting powerful spells and conjuring things such as weapons and shields that would be needed in battle, she enjoyed practicing herbal magic through teas. It was something that she grew fond of seeing that her talents could be used for more than just fighting.

Loki watched her intently from his place on her couch, the book he held in his hand was long forgotten as he admired her form in the plain black tank top that she wore, paired with those loose lounge shorts he swore she would be the death of him. He left his place on the couch and did his best to sneak up behind her, even though she knew he was walking towards her. Loki wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, causing her to slightly shiver.

“How’s it coming along?” He asked.

“I was just about to put the mix in the hot water, it should be ready soon. Don’t get too comfortable with me now, you need to have a clear mind when drinking this so that your intentions will work with the spell, no dirty thoughts.” She giggled.

“Well, when you’re wearing that little number I just can’t help it.”

“Then maybe you need a spell for self control.” She lightly pushed him off of her so she could finish the tea.

It was too late for Loki though who was already getting hard underneath his lounge pants.

“Self control?” He questioned, “How many types of those little spells can you mix up?”

“Well the possibilities are almost endless, there are mixes for sleep, energy, lucid dreams, even love spells.”

“Love spells?”

“Yea, but I’ve never done one, I’d like to think that if you need to force someone to be in love with you then you have no business being with them in the first place.”

Loki smirked, she was absolutely right. But just her presence was like a spell to him, then he remembered one of the books he read and the spell that has been on his mind for days now.

“What about sex magic?” He asked.

She gave him a strange look and turned her full attention to him, turning the stove off before she did so. “What about it?”

“Well, it’s just I read this book from the sanctum that had a spell in it. One that would pass on some of the powers of one user to another and vise versa through intercourse.”

“That’s more than a spell Loki that’s a ritual, one that would be used if two magic users were to get married, it would be a private part of their ceremony to become one and access each other’s magic while still using their own. And even then it wasn’t guaranteed to work, the bond between the two participants must be so strong that they are practically soulmates, if that’s even a thing.” She explained.

“You’re saying we’re not soulmates?” Loki acted offended.

“I’m not saying that, I’m saying it’s just too early to tell. We’ve only been dating for six months.”

“Seven actually, and if we’re soulmates why would it matter how long we’ve been together?”

“Like I said I don’t even know if soulmates are a thing, there are still many mysteries of this world that will remain so. Even people like you and me may never know.”

“I know how we could find out.” Loki smirked.

“Loki! That ritual is not a joke!”

“Think about it darling, if it works then I could have access to all your spells without having to do hours of tedious study, and you could have access to my Asgardian magic.” Loki tried to convince her.

“Yea and if it doesn’t work? It’s not something that you can just try again, if it doesn’t work the first time then it will never work.” She argued.

“Then fuck the damn ritual! I don’t care if some stars or some silly spell say that we’re not compatible, I will always love you and nothing is going to change that.”

She was taken aback from Loki’s passion, he wasn’t mad, he just really wanted to practice this ritual with her, to learn about her more and become closer than they ever were before.

She let out a sigh, “Fine, we do the ritual once, properly. Then if it doesn’t work I don’t want to hear about it again.”

Loki didn’t like her answer, part of him felt guilty, like he was pressuring her into this. He wanted her to be just as eager as he was.

“Darling, I want you to be excited about this, if you have any doubts then I don’t want to do it.”

She smiled, she loved how Loki would never make her do anything she didn’t want to. He always wanted her to be okay with anything they would do, both in and out of the bedroom. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his torso. He accepted her by opening his arms and doing the same to her.

“I love you Loki, nothing will ever change that, even in this short time together I feel something for you that I’ve never felt for anyone before. I want to try the ritual, either way we can at least get a good fuck out of it.” She smiled before giving Loki a peck on the lips.

“I love you too darling, let’s get started shall we?” Loki was all too eager to lead her to the bedroom before she stopped him.

“Loki? Did you even read through the ritual all the way?”

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“I’m just saying if you did,” she paused before summoning the book into her hand, seemingly out of thin air, “You would see that it needs to be done on top of a pentagram.” She opened the book and showed him the page.

“Right, of course.” He acted like he knew what he was talking about. “How do you know so much about the spell?” He questioned her.

“I’ve read these books back and forward, end to end, multiple times. Stuff like this has always fascinated me since I was a teenager.” She explained.

What she didn’t tell him was that she had always wanted to do this ritual, but she thought she would never end up with another magic user, let alone a god.

“First we need to set the mood.” She smiled before using her magic to move the furniture in the living room aside to make room for the large blanket, that was almost the size of the cozy living area. On the blanket was a pentagram.

“What you’re not gonna draw one?” Loki smirked.

“And what? Lay on the hard floor while you’re pounding into me? No thanks.”

Loki grew even harder at her words, he had an image in his head that he needed to fulfill.

“Alright, what next?” Loki asked.

“Atmosphere.” She summoned some candles that she had around the apartment and lit them with a spell, Loki was rather impressed with the setup.

Next she went back into the kitchen and grabbed a small glass bottle filled with a pink liquid.

“What is that?”

“Long story short it’s gonna make you hornier than you already are, during this ritual you need to have full focus on me and put all of your intentions into what you’re doing. This stuff is very strong so I’m going to take a sip and then you’re going to do the same.”

Loki was so head over heels to do this spell with her that he would be willing to drink anything she gave him. She popped off the small cork and took a sip, then she handed it to Loki. He did as he was told and then put the bottle aside.

“Alright, what do we do now?”

“Always so curious.” She walked towards him and placed her hand on his cheek, “Kiss me like you mean it, mischief.”

That fucking nickname always drew him over the edge with her and she knew it, Loki leaned down to her level and started kissing her passionately. One hand was on the back of her neck while the other was grabbing her ass though her short shorts, something he enjoyed doing often. She wrapped her arms around his neck and took in his taste.

Carefully, Loki lifted her up with his one arm as the other went in between her shoulder blades to keep her steady, her legs wrapped around his waist as he led them over to the area she had prepared moments earlier. He laid her down gently, running his hands up and down her thighs as he claimed her mouth.

“Fuck, Loki please do something.” She began to beg.

“Begging already? You have a long night ahead of you darling.” He began to kiss down her neck.

His hands went to the neckline of her tank top and proceeded to tear it in half before she could protest. Loki began to feel the effects of the aphrodisiac that she had given him only moments earlier. He began to grind his hips against hers in desperation, his hardness rubbing against where she needed him most.

Despite his obvious needs he still decided to endlessly tease her by circling her nipples with his tongue, which caused her to squirm underneath him. She used her magic to remove his clothes, Loki stopped what he was doing to kiss her again.

“Impatient aren’t we?” He smirked.

“Please just fuck me Loki, I need to cum.” She pushed her hips up towards him.

“You want me to touch you darling?” His hand ran down her stomach to her covered cunt. “Here?”

“Please sir, I need it.” She almost cried.

Loki slowly pulled down her shorts and underwear, she was partially impressed that Loki was able to ignore the effects of the aphrodisiac just enough to be a tease, she was hoping that he would just start fucking her in desperation. She wanted to hear him whine in need, but nevertheless here she was beneath him, begging for release when he hadn’t even touched her yet.

“What do you want love? Do you want my mouth on that sweet pussy?”

“I don’t care how, just please make me cum!” She yelped.

He grabbed her chin and forced her to look in his cerulean eyes, “Is that how you talk to your god?”

“I’m sorry sir, please I just want to feel you.”

“That’s better darling, you should worship me for being so nice to you, offering you a fraction of my Asgardian power, we would be unstoppable together.”

She could barely process the words that came out of his mouth as his fingers began to make tight circles around her clit. He gave her one last kiss before making his way down to her cunt that was dripping for him.

“So wet for your god, worship me as I fuck you with my tongue.”

She took a sharp inhale as he licked a stripe from her hole to her clit. He circled his tongue around her clit before moving back down to play with her entrance, his tongue curled against her as he lapped up her juices. His arms wrapped around her thighs that were on either side of his head. He moved in such a way so that his perfect nose would rub against her clit.

“You’re so good- fuck, I’m gonna cum soon.” She panted.

Loki groaned like he could get off on just the taste of her, and he could at this point. Putting off his own needs has led his cock to become almost painfully hard, he tried his best to relieve some of the pressure by rubbing his cock against the soft fabric of the blanket below them as he ate her out. He was determined to make her cum now so he could sheath himself in her warm, wet cunt.

“Come, now.” He demanded, now using his fingers to circle her sensitive bud so he could drink from her.

She cried out, burying her hands in his black curls as she arched her back off the floor. Her orgasm was so powerful she felt as if she could pass out from all the stimulation. Loki licked her thoroughly as she came down from her high.

“Good girl, such a good girl for me.” He kissed his way up her body before placing a gentle kiss on her lips. “Are you alright love?” He cupped her cheek with his hand.

She gave him a little smirk before pushing him down so that she was straddling his hips, his weeping cock twitched at the feel of her warmth on him.

“Oh Loki, putting yourself off just to tease me? I expect nothing less from the god of mischief.” She ran her thumb over his soft lips before lightly wrapping her hand around his throat. She slowly ground her hips so that his erection runs through her wet folds.

“Come on darling, you want this as much as I do.” He already knew what was coming for him after being such a tease.

“Do you? Because if you did you would beg.”

She lifted her cunt off of him, making him whine in need, just as she wanted him to.

“Come on now.” He continued being stubborn.

“Beg for me pretty boy, I know that you’ve been thinking about fucking me since you woke up hard this morning, and I know you touched yourself in the shower.” She leaned down and nibbled on his earlobe which caused him to gasp, “Oh I know, just say the magic word and you can finally do what you want.”

He always acted like he hated when she had the upper hand during sex, though she knew that he liked it, he liked being a brat and she liked breaking him down so that he would beg.

“P-Please, I need you.” He finally begged for her.

“See,” she paused before sinking down onto him, “it’s not that hard”.

Loki placed his hands on her ass as she began to ride him. She picked up the pace with her hand still on Loki’s neck, just squeezing ever so slightly. From Loki’s position she looked like an absolute goddess, with her back arched as she bounced on him, her breasts moving hypnotically as she did so. Loki matched her pace and thrusted up into her pussy, his fingers flicked her clit. She began to have a hard time holding herself up as Loki pulled her into his arms so that they were chest to chest. He held onto her hair and took over, she was a moaning mess on top of him as her nails lightly scratched against his chest and she whimpered in his ear.

“Come on baby girl I know you’re close.”

“Loki! Fuck-“ she cried moving her hips in a way so her clit rubbed against his lower abdomen making her cum almost on command.

Before Loki could cum he switched the position so he could be on top on her. He entered her again and placed her legs over his waist so that she could hold on tight to him as he sought his release.

“I love you, so much. Fuck- you’re everything to me.” He confessed as he chased his climax in her tight pussy.

“I- I love you too Loki- Oh!” She gasped, feeling yet another orgasm creep upon her.

The candles flickered as a red mist came around them, Loki had his face buried in her neck, leaving marks that would surely take weeks to go away.

“I’m coming love!” He moaned before releasing deep in her cunt which triggered another orgasm for her, she screamed out as she made nail marks on his back.

When they both recovered from their highs she noticed that all the candles were out.

“The spell, did it work?” Loki asked, pulling himself from her and looking around almost as if he was looking for something. “I don’t feel any different.” He sounded disappointed.

She sat up and cupped his face in her hands, “It’s okay Loki, we still tried.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“How would we even know anyway?” He asked.

“I don’t know, maybe try doing a spell you learned in the sanctum books.” She suggested.

Loki took a deep breath before trying to summon some symbols that were used in eldritch magic. After trying for a few seconds some sparks appeared in his hand showing part of the spell before disappearing.

“Was that it?” He asked, almost in disbelief.

“Yes!” She exclaimed before jumping into his arms, “But you need to work on your memorization, you did it wrong.” She smirked.

“The ritual worked!” He kissed her in excitement. “That means you can wield Asgardian magic now.”

“I guess, but I think we should work on it tomorrow. I’m absolutely exhausted right now.” She leaned up against him.

“I know darling, you did so good.” He kissed her forehead and summoned a blanket to wrap around them. “You know what this means, right?”

“What?”

“We’re officially soulmates.” He smiled.

“Yea, I guess we are.”

They just took the moment to be in each other’s presence in their moment of bliss.

“So, when are we getting married?” Loki asked, breaking the silence.

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself mischief we don’t even technically live together yet.”

“We do now because I’m never leaving you.”

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