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bts-trans · 2 days ago
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211204 J-Hope’s Tweet
그의 잘생김은 카메라로 담을 수가 없다 우리형 생츅💘💘💘💘💘💘 #OurDecemberAngel #석진아_생일축하해 #WorldwideHandsomeDay #홉필름
His handsomeness cannot be captured by a camera. Happy birthday to our hyung💘💘💘💘💘💘 #OurDecemberAngel #HappyBirthday_Seokjin #WorldwideHandsomeDay #HopeFilm
Video Translation: Jin~ Jin, you're pretty handsome
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gukxcviie · 2 days ago
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— Temperate Energy;
04.12.21
Para o projeto @magicinsidesign ✨
Em caso de inspiração, dê os créditos ꨄ︎
[Abra para melhor qualidade]
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kpopco · 2 months ago
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BTS - "Permission to Dance" performed at the United Nations General Assembly
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bts-trans · 2 days ago
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211204 J-Hope’s Tweet & Reply
늘 대리 만족을 해주는 얼굴💘❣️🧡 #WWH 우리형 생일축하해요 사랑해 형!!💜건강하자!!💜 #HappyBirthdayJin #석진아_30번째_생일축하해 #HAPPYJINDAY
#홉필름 🧡❣️💜💘
Always vicariously living through his face 💘❣️🧡 #WWH Happy birthday to our hyung I love you hyung!!💜Let's stay healthy!!💜 #HappyBirthdayJin #Happy_30th_Birthday_Jin #HAPPYJINDAY
#HopeFilm🧡❣️💜💘
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genre · 3 months ago
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Friendly reminder that 181231 Hoseok!! (cr.)
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taesinferno · 4 months ago
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>> WORKING GIRL : DILF!HOSEOK
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↦ SUMMARY you would never wanna be on the receiving end of hoseok's wrath. but now that you are, your boss is gonna make sure you know where you stand at your performance review.
↦ PAIRING boss!hoseok × intern!reader
↦ WARNINGS 20+, legal age gap, cum shot, mouth fuck, oral m!receiving, unprotected penetrative sex, dom!hoseok, sub!reader, uhh fucking in an office??, power dynamics, praise kink, daddy kink, use of 'whore' & 'slut'
↦ A/N yall remember this?! + m.list
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"I'm sorry, yn. But we really need to talk about the quality of work you've been putting in."
Your boss, Jung Hoseok, leaned back in his giant office chair as you cowered across his desk.
"Please, Mr. Jung. I can do better." You plead, hands clasped together in your lap. Trembling.
"I don't know, yn," he sighed. "I expected so much from you, but you're letting me down. You're so young, I suppose I set my expectations too high. At this rate, I can't mark this internship complete when your director asks."
"No!" Your eyes beg. "Please, Mr. Jung. Give me another chance."
It's true, you had been turning in subpar work at your internship. At first, it was because you didn't really care, finding the mundane office mind-numbingly boring. With all the business kids upstairs learning new marketing techniques and doing real-life simulations while you were stuck down here in finance. You regretted choosing economics as your major.
That is until Jung Hoseok was assigned as your project manager. All smiles and jokes, warming you up to the cold office immediately. Friendly demeanor making you feel so drawn to him. The way he'd tease you in the breakroom, the way he laughed boisterously with his whole body, the way all eyes were on him during any meeting. Wanted to do anything to make him smile at you like that.
You quickly threw yourself into your work, often double and triple checking. Just to make sure you weren't turning in something Mr. Jung would be disappointed in. You didn't think you could ever handle that. You revelled in his praise, craved the way he'd dote on you to his colleagues, "the wonder intern," he'd call you. Tucking you into his side like his little protégé. And all you could do was giggle as your stomach erupted into butterflies.
But eventually, you started to let the quality of your work fall. More focused on what Hoseok would like for lunch, or fixing your makeup in the mirror before your meeting with him, or spending time picking out your outfit and being tardy to work to focus on minute details, like getting your work in on time. Ar first, Hoseok would let it slide. Thinking you were having an off week. But eventually, the quality was getting to the point where he'd be better off asking his nephew to do it for him, and he was five. He couldn't keep looking the other way anymore, no matter how much he liked you.
"How can I even take you seriously when you turned in this last week?" He thrust your report across the desk to you, papers ruffling making you flinch. He brought his hand to his forehead, closing his eyes in frustration.
"I--I--," you blubber, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. You didn't have an answer. How were you supposed to tell him you didn't care about this stupid job. That the only reason you were crying was because, if you got fired, it would mean you'd never see him again. How were you supposed to explain that the only thing that made you clock in every day was his attention?
"God, yn. I just wish I knew how to get you to focus." His voice was softer now, but still had a threatening edge to it. He looked irriated at you from across the desk. Eyebrows furrowed slightly, fingers thrumming on the table as he leaned back.
You shrunk under his scrutinizing gaze. "I can do it, I promise I can. Please let me prove myself."
"And why should I believe you?" He scoffed. "There are plenty of college students, much more qualified than you, who would kill to be in your seat. Financial intern to one of the biggest investment managment firms. Why should I trust you to take this work seriously?"
"Please, Mr. Jung," you're on the verge of full on sobbing now, sniffling as you try to hold your tears back. Your hands are held up in a plea. "I'll prove it to you, I'll do anything."
He raised his eyebrow. "Anything, hm?" The thrumming of his fingers on the desk suddenly stopped, throwing you into tension-filled silence in the room. The inflection of his voice, the way he was eyeing you with dark eyes, the way his posture shifted to become almost predatory. It was a dangerous path to go down, but you were willing to risk it all. Everything, for this man sitting in front of you.
You nod complacently. "Well, take some initiative, bambi," his mouth spread into a challenging smirk, legs spreading comfortably. Your eyes immediately fell to the noticeable bulge straining against his pants. A bulge you've spent many late nights thinking about. "Show me you have the skills to work here."
You take a gulp as your thoughts run through your head. You know what you want, and you know what he wants. But was it a test? One tongue sweep of his lips as he eyed you hungrily and you make an executive decision. Your heart's in your throat as you lowered yourself onto your knees. Your cheeks burn as he watches you silently, crawling under his desk and sitting prettily at his feet. Fuck, if this is the wrong move, you're done for. If this is the right move, well...
He barely lets you breath once you get him into your mouth, grunting loudly above you as he chokes you with every thrust. His hand is tangled in your hair, moving you back and forth as he fucks your mouth. "Well, at least I know you're good for something," he chides with a teasing laugh, slapping your cheek lightly as you look up at him with big eyes, cock still in your mouth while your drool leaks out.
Jung Hoseok, the office prince charming, the sunshine on a rainy day, the handsome devil in armani suits and colorful sunglasses, was thrusting ruthlessly into your mouth, spitting filthy praises at you, with no end in sight. Yo'd always wanted to be on his good side. Little did you know his bad side was even better. "Dirty little cockslut, got on her knees so quickly for daddy. All you want is my attention isn't it? Just waited for me to call you into this office and fuck you silly."
All you can manage are moans around his cock as he keeps going. "Don't think I didn't notice. You fluttering your eyelashes at me, wearing shorter and shorter skirts. Bending over the copier." He groans at the memory, hips moving faster. "Your cute ass in the air, just begging for me to rip those stockings off and fuck that pretty cunt."
A fresh heat of arousal flooded your panties at his words. "Pretty girl. Couldn't do a damn thing without daddy's praise. Isn't that right?" He cooed. "You wanted your boss' cock stuffed inside you?"
You couldn't hold back your tears when he bent you over his desk, screaming muffled by his large hand as he battered your pussy with his huge dick. You could feel him deep in your guts, almost as though he was molding his own shrine. Your walls stretched to accodomate him, but with every thrust, you clenched so tightly. He'd hiss as he'd grab your tits, pulling you against his chest. "Little whore." He growls, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him, "Are you gonna do your work on time, or do I have to keep teaching you a lesson?"
And when he came in your cunt, stuffed his leaking seed back into your hole with a gruff "it better stay like this", once you'd found your discarded clothes and threw them back on hastily, he gave you big smile and a wave as you left his office, but you didn't miss the mischievous gleam in his eye.
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userjungkookie · 7 months ago
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HOSEOK for MAP OF THE SOUL ON:E CONCEPT PHOTO BOOK Short Film
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