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male-reader-haven · 1 year

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˗ˏˋ༻ʚ♡︎A Hefty Resolution♡︎ɞ༺ˎˊ˗

Holiday week day 7 (Happy February lmao)

You and your boyfriend work on your new year's resolution together, starting it off with spoiling the hell out of your good boy~ <3

First JK fic, though I have a ton of plans for him!!! Sorry the smut on this one is a bit shorter than last few ones, but I really enjoyed the concept!

Tags: sub Jungkook x dom reader (male implied), praise and reward, needy Jungkook (yes please)

Warnings: 18+, slight sweat+scent kink, praise and reward, blowjob, short and sweet

"Babe, get up, you promised." You tug at your boyfriend's long, wavy black hair. "Come on Gugkie."

"Mmmf!" A sassy groan meets you, and Jungkook turns over stubbornly, pulling the sheets over his head. You smile at his adorable antics and lean down to kiss his cheek lightly.

"Heeey sleepy." You swoon, a gentler approach since he seems tired.

"What.... time is it?..." Jungkook asks under his breath and squints his eyes. You sit up from the bed as you respond.

"It's eight." You pull off your shirt and throw it in the laundry basket, then go to the dresser to search for a t-shirt. "Remember our new year's resolution?"

Jungkook finally sits up in bed and yawns, stretching his arms up and scrunching his face. He sits there blinking for a moment then shakes his head and arms as a way to loosen up.

"Yeah, of course!" He nods his head, watching you change with sleepy, yet intrigued eyes. "But um, can you remind me... what it was?"

You can't help but giggle as you pull a white t-shirt over your head. You turn around and face Jungkook, putting your hands on your hips.

"We are going to go work out, baby. 30 minutes, every weekday morning."

"Ah, right! I knew that! I was just... testing you." He smiles a bright goofy smile, squinting his eyes as he does so. God, you love him. You make your way over to the bed to cup his face in your hands and kiss his forehead.

"Come on and get dressed, I'll be waiting downstairs."

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You are sat on the cold mat floor in your home gym waiting for Jungkook to come down. The both of you were already fairly active, hence all the home gym equipment and furnished room in the basement, but because of your schedules you rarely had a consistent workout routine or schedule, so at New Years, you had both agreed to make an effort to have a routine and to follow it together. Plus, working out is always more fun with others, and tends to be more effective as well. You scroll in your phone checking Instagram and other apps when the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs causes you to look up. Jungkook descends, wearing black gym shorts and a tank top, holding a water bottle in his left hand and his phone in his right with a white towel over his shoulder. You rise from your squatting position and walk over to him.

"Feeling any better now that we're awake, bunny?" You tease.

"Yeah yeah, just a bit sleepy. Do we have to do this in the mornings?" He whines, tilting his head and sighing exaggeratedly. "I didn't even have time to... fix myself..." His eyes flutter to the ground and his cheeks flash pink.

"Awe, does my baby still have his morning wood?" You smirk and rub his shoulders.

"Y/N, don't tease me! It's your fault anyways, running around in my dreams all night..." He smiles and caresses your hips.

"Hmmmmm, I have an idea." You hum as you kiss Jungkook's neck.

"For some reason that terrifies me." Still smiling, he looks at you quizically.

"How about some... motivation?" You look into his eyes with a steely expression and your hand wanders to just barely touch where Jungkook is slightly stiff in his shorts. His eyes widen.

"Okay, i'm listening." The corners of his mouth turn in a slight grin and he leans in closer to your lips, just thinking about what you have planned. You pull away from him leaving him noticeably disappointed, and you turn to the open notebook setting on the table.

"Workout first, fuck later." You beckon for him to come over. He hangs his head and sighs exasperatedly.

"Okayyyyy, fine. But just so you know, I will be staring at you and undressing you with my eyes the whole time." Jungkook plants a kiss on your cheek and turns to the barbell rack to begin his sets.

"Ah huh. In that case no need for this then." You take your shirt off and hang it on the back of a chair.

"You cheeky, sexy bastard." He grins and starts his sets as you spot him.

As the two of you spend the next few minutes swapping turns spotting for the other, you begin to realize that you enjoy working out together more than alone. Maybe it's the closeness of the both of you, or maybe its the way he bites his lip and breathes when he pumps a bicep curl, but you can swear he gets more beautiful every time you look at him. And you want him right here and right now.

"All right, I think that's enough. Put those away." You move towards Jungkook, reaching for his dumbbells.

"Ah, but I didn't get to finish-" He starts, confused, until you silence him by planting your lips on his. He eagerly reciprocates, following your movements and moaning into the kiss. You break momentarily just to allow room as you lift his sweaty tank top over his head and throw it to the floor. Jungkook's hands move across your glistening chest and trace your abs as your hands move to his slim waist and pull him closer to you. He whimpers as you bite his lower lip and continue to feel all over him, feeling his breath quicken and causing him to subconsciously grind against you. Your hands trail down his stomach as you descend, now on your knees facing him.

"You did so good, let me reward you baby." You let your fingers slide under the band of his boxers and tug slightly, waiting for his eager nod before pulling down both his shorts and underwear enough so you can get a good look at him. He bounces free, already semi-hard from watching you work out and your makeout session. You look up at his doe eyes and smirk. "Already so hard for me, so sensitive..."

Jungkook gulps and looks down at you.

"P-please Y/N, you tease me too much..."

"Of course, I can't help it Gugkie, you're too cute." You can't wait any longer. You hear him inhale sharply as you lick around his base, taking in his scent and salty taste. Jungkook leans his head back and his hands comb his own hair, desperate for something to hold on to, before landing on the pullup bar in front of the both of you. He grips the bar, leaving his chiseled chest stretched and open for you to admire as you continue licking up and down his long shaft.

"Ah, Y/N- hmm!" He squints and sucks in air through his teeth. The way he can't stop some part of him from moving as you pleasure him encourages you to keep it up, feeling the texture of his skin and veins with your tongue. His dick twitches in anticipation.

"So beautiful, can't resist you baby. So good for me, aren't you?" You coo in a deep, lust-filled voice.

"Uh- uh huh! Mmm-!" His voice wavers, barely a response. You take your hand and gently wrap your fingers around his base.

"I didn't quiet hear you, bunny. Are you my good boy or not?"

"Y-yes, i'm a good boy, yours!" He melts at your touch and words. You love seeing your baby needy for your touch.

"That's right, you're so good, so beautiful baby." You pump his dick a few times with your hand before putting his swollen tip in your mouth.

"Hnnn!" His voice cracks in a high pitched squeak, and his cheeks flush red in a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. You work your tongue while you slightly bob your head around the top of him as your hands work his base. The sinful sounds of your actions fill the room, beautiful when paired with Jungkook's panting and whiny moans. His mouth agape and eyes fluttering closed, he gets into it, hips moving with your mouth rhythmically and unconsciously. You love how he looks when lost in his own pleasure, and you feel a sense of pride that you are the one to make him feel like this. You want to spoil him like the good boy he is.

"Mmm Y/N, y-your mouth is s-so, you're g-gonna m-make me come!"

You take him out of your mouth with a pop and lick your lips, then start pumping him with your hands faster than before.

"It's okay baby, my baby deserves to come. You're so good, Gugkie, so beautiful. My beautiful boy."

"Hnnng, ohhh hyung, Y/N, feels so goood, ah!" His body moves with you, simply following his natural desire for pleasure. You simply can't get enough of his wavering voice and needy moans. As for Jungkook, he can hardly take it anymore with the way you suck him off.

"Aah, aah, hnngck-!" His voice peaks and his head flies back as he paints the back of your throat. You suck and lick, not letting a single drop of his orgasm go to waste. His body trembles, and he hangs his head, panting. You stand up to meet his dazed face and kiss him, running your hands through his damp hair while your other hand gently massages his still twitching, sensitive cock.

"You did so good, so good for me bunny..." You breathe the words into his agape mouth between kisses. Still gasping and squinting, Jungkook moves his arms from above him to around your neck, letting you lead.

"I... love... what you do to me Y/N..." He breathes the words, incapable of forming a straight sentence while he chases your lips.

There really are no downsides to this resolution of yours.

Send me suggestions on what to write next! ~ <3

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nino-rox · 8 months

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Jungkook x Male Reader

Content Warning : NSFW Gay Smut, sexual themes (Degradation), Hookup Culture, College Au, Top Jungkook and Bottom Male Reader.

Disclaimer : This is a Fan-fiction story written for entertainment purposes only, no part of the story implies or affirms anything regarding real world events or individuals. Please be of the appropriate age ( i.e, Adult as per your country’s stipulations and regulations) before interacting with this post.

Y/N, a bicurious 19-year-old boy, finally ended up downloading and setting up Grindr (gay hookup app) on his phone; snuggling into the covers of his small bed in his dorm, Y/N decided to see if this whole “Grindr” thing would really be worth his time. He was nervous about using it, especially considering he had never had a sexual encounter with another guy before (or a girl, for that matter). But if all went well, he would at least find out what it’s like to have sex with someone else. Y/N was pretty attractive, which made him receive several messages from guys within minutes of setting up his account. But after exchanging some messages, Y/N found himself interested in one particular message that said: “If you want something dirty, come by my room.” Being unsure, Y/N decided not to go. However, as soon as he left the app, the thought returned, and Y/N realized that he wanted to try having sex and losing his virginity - was a random hookup the best way to do this? No, but he quickly rushed over to room 205B, the room that said “something dirty” in his DMs (direct messages). It wasn’t long until he arrived, finding it empty. So he tried knocking on the door, only getting silence in return. After a few moments, the door opened slowly to reveal Jungkook standing before him. He appeared shocked, surprised that Y/N was actually showing up, yet somewhat amused. A moment later, Jungkook stepped aside, letting Y/N enter. The two were barely inside when Jungkook pushed Y/N against the wall and kissed him passionately despite his initial reluctance.

Y/N immediately wrapped his arms around Jungkook, and they started making out as hard as possible. Within seconds, Jungkook removed Y/N’s shirt, unzipping his pants and pulling them down with his underwear simultaneously, reaching down to grab Y/N’s cock, stroking it while looking straight into his eyes. They continued kissing, with Jungkook pulling Y/N towards him, leading him towards the bed, pushing Y/N down onto it as he sat on top of him. While on the bed, Jungkook unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down and off his legs. Jungkook took Y/N’s hands, placing them on his waistband and pulling off his boxers. Y/N reached inside, grabbed Jungkook’s penis and jacked him off while staring right into his eyes, feeling his pre-cum drip onto his fingers. Soon enough, Jungkook was rock hard.

The two continued to kiss as they groped each other’s naked bodies. With both of their bodies bare, Jungkook began rubbing his ass cheeks, eliciting groans from Y/N, which made Jungkook smirk. Then, without warning, Jungkook flipped Y/N onto his stomach and began kissing his ass cheeks while whispering things like how much he loved his fat ass and wanted to taste it. When he got to Y/N’s asshole, he kissed it and rubbed it gently, trying to get Y/N used to it. After a while, Jungkook licked it lightly, causing Y/N to moan loudly and beg him to lick harder. That is exactly what Jungkook did. Slowly and softly, he inserted his tongue into Y/N’s ass, making him squirm in pleasure and make little noises of approval. Then he slowly stuck his finger into Y/N’s ass, stretching and exploring every inch. He kept going deeper, causing Y/N to groan louder, almost like he was in pain. To ease his discomfort, Jungkook licked and sucked Y/N’s anus in between strokes, and then once he felt like Y/N was enjoying it, he moved his face closer to Y/N’s asshole so he could give him more intense tongue thrusts. This only made Y/N moan even louder.

Meanwhile, Y/N had an erection he couldn’t hide, pressing hard against his stomach. Luckily for him, Jungkook had noticed it, which turned him on even more. As he licked Y/N’s hole, he occasionally paused to tease Y/N’s hard-on, squeezing it and pulling on it until it grew even bigger and harder. Soon enough, Y/N felt like he was close to cumming. His moans grew louder, and he knew that Jungkook could hear him. When Jungkook finally took notice of Y/N’s rising desire, he licked up Y/N’s ass, licking it as fast as he could before moving on to Y/N’s balls, licking and sucking them too. After taking care of Y/N’s balls, he looked up to see that Y/N’s head was tilted downwards, and his ass was raised off the bed. He assumed Y/N was getting close to orgasm, which made Jungkook stop and lightly spank Y/N. “You ready? I’m going to put it in now,” Junkook said as he put on a condom. He made Y/N get on all fours so that he could fuck him from behind. With Jungkook guiding his penis into Y/N’s body, he paused and slowly eased it in, trying to be gentle, especially since he was still new to anal play. But Jungkook wanted to speed up the process, so he picked up his pace and pressed hard against Y/N’s ass, pushing as far as he could into him. He was finally fully in Y/N’s ass. With that done, Jungkook stopped momentarily to enjoy being in Y/N’s tight ass. Once he regained his composure, he pressed forward and began fucking Y/N harder than he ever had fucked anyone else.

Meanwhile, Y/N let out loud whimpers while his G-spot was hit every time and didn’t make any complaints, enjoying every second of the rough fuck that he was receiving. Jungkook continued fucking Y/N, pounding him as hard as he possibly could. And Y/N responded by pushing his ass back against Jungkook, wanting more. Jungkook obliged and increased his speed, railing Y/N so hard the bed started to shake. Y/N moaned so loud he was sure the entire dorm heard it. Jungkook liked that reaction and kept pushing harder, even roughly slapping Y/N’s ass. Not satisfied yet, Jungkook pulled out of Y/N’s body and positioned himself above him. Before he entered, he turned Y/N over and told him, “Tell me how good this feels.” He placed his hands under Y/N’s ass, lifted him slightly off the ground, and slammed his dick into Y/N’s ass as hard as he could, making Y/N moan and scream. Jungkook kept doing this, making Y/N whimper with each stroke. It was now Jungkook’s turn to moan and scream. He didn’t want to come yet, so he stopped after slamming into Y/N’s ass six times. Instead, he switched positions and shoved Y/N onto his back, pinning his wrists above his head while continuing to fuck him. As he fucked Y/N harder, he became increasingly aggressive and demanded Y/N call him “Daddy”. That is exactly what Y/N did, making Jungkook smile. And it was clear to him that he was giving Y/N pleasure, as Y/N kept moaning, calling Jungkook daddy over and over.

The pleasure was only increasing as Jungkook fucked Y/N harder and faster. Jungkook began biting Y/N’s neck as Y/N moaned loudly. After a couple more minutes of fucking Y/N hard, Jungkook finally unleashed his load as he held Y/N’s dick tight, stopping Y/N from cumming and making him elicit sinful moans. He then pulled out and made Y/N lay down facing his cock and tightly grabbed Y/N’s jaw, making him open his mouth wide for Jungkook’s cock, as he pulled his used condom off. Jungkook then leaned forward and slowly slid his still-hard dick into Y/N’s mouth, making Y/N gasp for air and gag as Jungkook started to aggressively throat fuck him. Y/N wasn’t expecting such extreme force, but he certainly enjoyed it. Meanwhile, Jungkook was breathing heavily, moaning in pleasure. He loved it when his dick was deep in Y/N’s throat. And he knew he wouldn’t last long either, so he didn’t wait for permission and simply went ahead and fucked Y/N’s throat. He began going faster, slamming his hips into Y/N’s face, hitting the back of Y/N’s throat as hard as he could, making him gag and cry out in pain, even though it didn’t hurt that bad. As Jungkook was fucking Y/N’s throat as hard as he could, he leaned forward and whispered, “That’s right, baby, Daddy wants to hear you say it. Say ‘Daddy’,” Jungkook said as he pulled out again - Y/N’s mouth overflowed with sticky saliva; Y/N did as ordered. “Daddy!” Jungkook smiled, knowing he had gotten through to Y/N. As he fucked Y/N’s throat harder, he whispered, “I’m gonna fill your throat with my cum. Are you ready?” Without waiting for an answer, Jungkook slammed his dick back into Y/N’s throat. At first, Y/N gagged, and his body shook from shock, but he didn’t want to disappoint Jungkook, so he forced his lips closed and sealed his mouth shut as Jungkook went as fast as he could. And soon enough, Jungkook felt his climax coming on strong, which caused him to slam his dick even harder, caring less about whether Y/N would be able to talk again after this or not. Tears streamed down even faster down Y/N’s face as he felt his climax building. Jungkook smirked, looking at Y/N’s eyes and his fucked out expression as he slowly moved his hand down Y/N’s chest to pinch his nipples, making him moan in pleasure and squirm underneath him, sending vibrations in his throat, pushing Jungkook over the edge. “Aaaahhhh!!! SUCK IT! SWALLOW MY CUM!!!” Jungkook shouted loudly as he came in unison with Y/N, his cum coating the walls of Y/N’s throat, leaving him choking and gasping for air.

As Jungkook calmed down, he looked down at Y/N and smiled. He knew that they were both horny as hell after that one. Jungkook leaned in and gave Y/N a passionate kiss, tasting his own cum on his tongue as they aggressively made out. When they broke apart, Jungkook asked, “Are you okay? Do you need to catch your breath?” “Y/N...” Jungkook chuckled, not surprised that he’d say something so corny. “Of course I do,” Y/N said as he sat up, panting, and then realized what happened. He began coughing violently and quickly spit out some cum that had gotten into his lungs. Jungkook chuckled as he helped Y/N stand up. Once they stood, he bent over and brought Y/N in for another kiss. “Umm, thanks for letting me take advantage of you again,” Jungkook teased as they finally broke apart. “Don’t worry about it,” Y/N replied. “Was that your first time, baby?” Junkook asked, smirking, their faces still close. “See around,” Y/N said, winking as he walked out the door. Before he shut it, he heard Jungkook say, “You’re welcome here anytime.”

Author’s Note: Please Request/DM if you want me to write part 2!

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itsmejee · 1 year

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lights, camera, action! | j.jk

↪︎ pairing | jeon jungkook x male reader

↪︎ genres | smut, pornstar au

↪︎ summary | young and desperate for money, you seek out and audition for a unique type of job.

↪︎ warnings | harddom!jungkook, sub!reader, pornography, jungkook is the casting director, implied age gap, filming sex, couch sex, rough sex, protected sex, anal sex, blowjob, face fucking, fingering, cum eating

↪︎ word count | 1.8k

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“okay, would you like to start by introducing yourself for me.”

shifting yourself anxiously on the couch and nervously playing with your fingertips, you stared at the man in front of you that stood behind the camera that was planted just a few feet away from you for a brief moment before following his instructions. “hi, my name is y/n.”

“nice to meet you, y/n.” his voice was deep, sending tingles down your spine and creating goosebumps along your skin. “why don’t you talk a bit more about yourself, so that me and the viewers can know some of your background before we get started.”

you nodded, releasing a soft exhale. “i’m eighteen years old and a new college student in search for an easy job that pays good. my friend then recommended this to me, saying that i have the perfect body and personality for this.”

“they aren’t wrong,” the man behind the camera spoke up. “with your body and personality—the absolute perfect twink.” his compliment made heat spread across your neck and face, causing you to lift your hand up and conceal it from him.

“alrighty now.” the man then suddenly removed his head out from behind the camera, removing the device from its place on the tripod and taking it into his hands. “everything is set.”

your heart was now beating roughly inside your chest as he began approaching you, the palm of your hands sweating too. you finally got a chance to get a good look at him, not having the chance before since his face was always behind the camera the moment you entered the room. the first thing you noticed about him was how handsome he was, incredibly sexy with his shoulder length black hair, his muscles bulging and much more prominent in his choice of clothing—denim skinny jeans and black t-shirt.

it surprised you to know that he was just the casting director. with his looks and body, he could have easily become the best pornstar in the industry.

a gasp fell from your lips as he stood right in front of you, standing tall and using his free hand to cup your jaw and force you to look at him, his face once again blocked by the camera, the lenses staring directly at you. “are you ready?” you gave a small nod, feeling your heart stutter at the sight of his growing smirk. “okay then, get to work.”

your trembling hands went for his belt, undoing it and slipping it off before unbuttoning his pants having them join his belt on the floor, now leaving him in only his briefs and shirt. judging from his bulge through his boxers, you could already tell from that he was big, more than average.

you gently palmed him through his boxers, mouth watering at the feeling of his growing bulge underneath your palm. afterwards you slowly tugged down his briefs, gasping as his cock practically sprung out, the size making it dangle between his legs rather than stand straight up.

“wow,” you couldn’t help but admire the size, taking him into your hand, giving him a few slow pumps, taking in the moans that came out of him, the sound he made barely audible. “you’re so big…” you glanced up at him, but again, his face was blocked from the camera staring down directly at you.

the man was becoming impatient as his free hand went to the back of your head, running his fingers through your hair and guiding you towards his crotch.

you stuck your tongue out and swirled around the tip of his cock, collecting his leaking precum and swallowing it before pressing a kiss on it. a small groan came out of the man in response.

you finally took him into your mouth, only managing to take half his length. you started bobbing your head, sucking and coating his cock in your saliva, and pumping whatever you could not fit with your hand—which was nearly half his size. the sound of the man’s groans got louder and faster.

“ah fuck,” he let out a moan, his grip on your hair tightening. “come on, baby boy. i know you can take more of me.”

you felt embarrassed. there had been maybe dozens of men that came in here before, were in your same exact position but could probably take more of his cock in their mouths, maybe even his entire length. and here you were, barely taking half. there would no way you would be satisfactory enough to be accepted into the industry.

but oh how wrong you were. the moment you entered his office, jeon jungkook know how much of a star you were going to be. from your soft, innocent looking eyes, to your delicious lips, and your mouth watering body—he knew that the viewers would enjoy you just as much as he was right now.

watching you struggle to take his cock only made him even more hard.

“here, let me help you.” you watched, mouth still stuffed with his cock, as he placed his camera on the armrest of the couch, making sure it was still angled right so that it still got you in sight but his face was blocked. he then placed his other hand on the back of your head, fingers lacing together in your hair. “tap my thigh if you need me to stop, understand?”

you simply nodded. jungkook then began thrusting his hips, forcing his cock deeper in your throat.

you gagged, your eyes watering but you endured, your hands moving to his muscular thighs, fingers digging into his flesh.

the sight before him only urged jungkook to go faster and harder, forcing your head towards him as he thrusted his hips at you, driving his cock deeper into your mouth, feeling his tip hit the back of your throat with each thrust. your gags were louder and a few tears escaped from your eyes and slid down your face.

“fucking beautiful,” jungkook groaned, watching as he thrusted his cock deeper and deeper into your mouth, his length glistening with your saliva. “taking my cock like a good boy.” you could only muster out muffled words in reply, mouth wide and your lips molded perfectly around his cock.

jungkook suddenly pulled your head back and said while taking his cock out of your mouth. “that’s enough.” sensing your body tense up, he ran his thumb soothingly across your cheek. “stop worrying, you did good. it’s time to move onto the next part of your interview—turn around and bend over.”

you nodded, following his instructions. while you were doing that, jungkook went back to his desk and retrieved a small bottle of lube and a condom packet. when he turned back around, seeing the position you were in made his cock twitch. there you were, your back facing towards him with your knees on the couch and bent over the backside, exposing your ass to him.

when jungkook approached you, he admired your ass, caressing your plump flesh with his hand before pouring some lube onto his fingers, forcing two of them into you. the sound of your moans making him grin. “gotta prep you, baby boy. you want to be able to take my cock without any pain, right?”

you nodded, eyes clenched shut, teeth down on your bottom lip, and forehead resting against the top of the couch. “y-yes.”

jungkook smirked at the sound of your shaky voice, enjoying the sight of his fingers sliding in and out of you, caressing your ass with his other hand, raising his palm and bringing it down harshly on you. his two fingers soon became three, then four, thrusting in and out of you until he felt you relax around him.

“i think you’re ready.” jungkook stated, pulling his fingers out of you, smirking at the whine that came out of you, spanking you one last time before reaching over for the condom packet next to him, tearing it open and rolling it onto his length, then pouring some more lube onto him.

with one hand holding your hip and the other gripping his cock, jungkook guided his length towards your entrance and pushed himself into you. a deep groan came out of him at the tight feeling. despite prepping you, your walls still clenched around him as he forced more and more of his cock into you.

“ah fuck,” jungkook’s head was tilted back, lips parted and groaning. “still so fucking tight.”

“oh my—fuck!” you moaned out, fingers digging into the cushions of the couch and head resting on the top with your eyes clenched shut. “so b-big…”

jungkook couldn’t contain himself any longer. he began pounding into you at a ruthless pace, glancing at his camera every now and then, making sure it was getting this wonderful sight—his entire cock sliding in and out of you, glistening with your juices and the sound of his balls slapping against your ass.

“fuck fuck,” jungkook’s head was back, eyes closed as he savored the feeling of your tight walls clenching around his cock. his hands that were on your hips were now on your ass, squeezing the flesh of your cheeks before bringing his palm down on you, no doubt leaving behind a red hand print. “that’s it, baby.” he groaned loudly. “take my cock.”

your moans were only getting louder, fingers digging into the cushions of the couch and back arching. each deep thrust he gave you forced you deeper into the furniture, his fingers leaving marks along your skin. you could only let out cries and whimpers.

jungkook’s thrusts were becoming sloppy and rough, spanking your ass once again before moaning out in his deep, raspy voice, “shit, i’m close…”

it only took a few more thrusts from him before jungkook pulled his cock out of you and tore the condom off, his hand moving to your shoulder and turning you around to face him. he then placed his hand on the back of your head and forcing you closer to his cock as he began vigorously pump his length. “open your mouth, baby.”

you obeyed, opening your mouth wide and tongue out.

jungkook came with a loud groan, his cum spewing from his cock and landing on your tongue, some of it even managing to get around your lips and on your cheeks. you swallowed what you could and opened your mouth, showing him that you took down every drop of it.

“fuck you’re insatiable.” jungkook smirked, reaching over and taking his camera in his hand.

jungkook had it aimed directly down at you, making sure he got every detail of your stained face for the final cut of your audition—his other hand gripping his cock and sliding his tip across your lips, smearing his cum across them as you closed your eyes and savored the feeling, even moving your head around so that the tip of his cock would even glide across your face and decorate your cheeks and jaw with his cum.

the sight before him was heavenly.

“you’re going to be a star, baby boy.”

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kjsnugget · 2 years

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Copycat

Pairing- Poly Bts x Male Reader

Summary- People who didn’t know you would consider you mean. Those who did know you loved you dearly. How does it go when you have to spend the evening with your seven boyfriends and the one guy who gets under your skin.

Warnings: Mentions of violence, reader is considered an asshole.

Notes- I apologize if your name is Jesse. If it is imagine another name. Thanks for reading!!

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You wouldn't call yourself spiteful, but you would always give back what you received from people. People who knew you dearly would call you blunt but never rude. You never held back for anyone even when you should. Some would consider you cold, you would agree. Despite your stand off attitude, you pulled seven men who would lay down their lives for you.

Everyone who knew you on a personal level loved you, those who didn't despised you deeply. Assuming you weren't good enough for the seven men, they would act rude to you. You never batted an eye towards these people. They don't know you and they never would. For their sake you would always hope they knew the lines and not to cross them. Man or women it never mattered, your hands were rated E for everyone.

Many tried to get under your skin, none succeeded. There was only one man who would cause your blood to boil. You respected your boyfriends to never cause a scene, he would tempt you though. His name was Jesse although you never referred to him by his name. It was obvious to you and your boyfriends he had a crush on them. They have remained polite, you have remained corral. Jesse watched you like hawk, waiting for anything he could use against you. You've noticed the changes in his style, following yours. His vocabulary beginning to sound a lot like yours.

The boys noticed the changes as well, they were smart enough to ignore the advances. Despite all seven, including Jimin, being taller then you, they knew you could beat them with your eyes closed. They loved you nothing would ever come between that.

Today had been one of those you dreaded, Jesse would be coming over. He played nice in front of you, but you could see his crazy from miles away. Jin had been cuddling with you on the couch while Jimin sat on your lap. Jimin was watching you play games on your phone as he usually does. His legs laid across yours and Jin's as Jin's head laid on your shoulder. The knock on the door moved their attention away for a second, it returned when Yoongi opened the door. You snickered when you heard the greetings. You let a smirk tug your lips when yoongi denied his hug.

You felt his eyes on you, waiting for a greeting which you happily ignored. The two remained in their seats as they greeted him. You could sense his anger at the sight of you three on the couch. Everyone made their way to the living room and took their seats. "Do you guys want to watch a movie?" His voice sounded like hell in your ears. "Or we could go to the mall?" He looked towards Namjoon for an answer "actually M/n took us to the mall yesterday" you could see his face twist at the answer. "Oh M/n that reminds me, can you take me to the store later?" You looked for the sound of Hoseoks voice "sure baby, what do you need?" Before Hoseok could answer Jesse spoke up " I can take you now if you need to go"

You could see he was smiling ear to ear, trying to convince hobi to go. "Sorry Jesse M/n and I like this to be our personal time" once again a smirk tugged at your lips. Jimin decided to get up to go the kitchen "anyone want something to drink?" Everyone spoke up and asked for something. You ignored when Jesse glared at you, following Jimin into the kitchen "I'll help you hyung" As they were in the kitchen Taehyung stole Jimins spot on your lap. Jin also removed himself from you to let Yoongi cuddle with you as he requested. When the two came back Jimin let out a gasp and a pout "M/n how could you let tae steal my spot" the pout on his lips caused a chuckle to escape your lips.

"Sorry baby first come first serve, plus it's your turn to sleep in my bed tonight remember?" His pout quickly vanished as he remembered he got you to himself tonight. "Why do you call him baby? Isn't that disrespectful since he's older then you?" The small smile you held vanished as Jesse spoke to you "watch your tone, I'll call them whatever I want if they are okay with it" you could see the huff he let out when you spoke to him. "Why are you being so rude? I haven't done anything to you" you glanced up at him. Taehyung noticed the glare and out his hand on your chest. You listened as he whispered in your air to calm you down. You felt the anger fade slightly as yoongi also held a grip on your arm as he cuddled into you. It was his way of keeping you at bay.

Jungkook had been silent through out the day as he also had a hard time being around Jesse. Jungkook would be considered his favorite out of the seven, and Jungkook hated it. He despised feeling uncomfortable around someone , especially in his own home. He was cuddling into hoseok and Namjoon as Jin scrolled through movies. Jesse decided to take a seat next to Jin as he was the only one sitting alone at the moment. Once everyone agreed on the movie it was a discussion on take out "how about pizza?" Jesse suggested and was turned down "m/n doesn't really like pizza" Jungkook spoke up. "Oh well everyone else does it's easy as well" Jungkook shook his head "no let's get something everyone likes." You sent a smile towards jungkook, which made him want to melt in his seat.

"How about we order from that restaurant down the street? We've all been there before." Namjoons voice spoke from across the room, and everyone of course agreed. You were the one who usually did the orders, as you remembered what everyone liked. You already had the orders in your phone. "I can start the order does everyone want the same thing as last time?" Everyone nodded and you looked at Jesse "what do you want?" He shrugged "anything is fine" you didn't care what you got him it was some type of chicken.

Once the food arrived everyone got comfortable to watch the movie. You decided to use the bathroom before it started, when you came back you felt your blood begin to boil. Jesse had taken your spot next to jungkook who obviously looked uncomfortable. The boys were staring at you, they could tell you were ready to snap. They would rather have you going off then be quiet. You simply sat on the recliner chair that was open and looked at Jungkook. "Jungkook" his head snapped towards you as you patted your lap. He smiled wide as he quickly took his place on your lap.

You felt daggers aimed towards you as you looked at Jesse who was pissed off. The rest of the night went by quickly without any other incidents taking place. Everything was going great until a loud boom. Darkness spread throughout the house as you guys heard the rain begin pouring down. "Jungkook, can you get the candles baby?" He nodded although he forgot it was to dark for you to see. He quickly grabbed candles and began to light them. Soon you could see and began putting any food away so it wouldn't go away. " do you guys mind if I stay the night it doesn't look to safe to drive" Jesse asked as he stood from the couch. The boys all looked at each other nodding. They then looked at you asking for your input. You gave a small nod.

You didn't like Jesse, but you wouldn't be the cause of his death by letting him drive home in this weather. "I'll go grab extra pillows and blankets " hoseok said as he made his way down the hallway. When he came back the pulled the sofa bed out for him. "Thank you all I really appreciate it!" You didn't respond, you started making your way to your room. Before you made it to the door you felt a heavy presence behind you, turning around all seven men stood behind you. "M/n can we all stay in here, the storm is kind of scary" Yoongi decided to be the voice of reason. You opened the door and they all piled in. Your room wasn't as big as the others. Having a house with multiple rooms was for everyone to have their personal space when needed. Living with seven people can be a lot for anyone to handle. Having all seven men piled into your room was in your opinion adorable.

The night was spent with arguing of who was going to share the bed with you. Jimin had won as it was originally his night. The rest of them spread out through your room.

Sunlight came fast through your blinds, signaling it was morning. It was your turn to cook breakfast today so you did your best to sneak out without waking them. Closing the door quietly, you made your way to the kitchen. Deciding on waffles, eggs and bacon you got everything you needed. You brewed coffee and tea for everyone as you started cooking. Your mind had forgotten Jesse was sprawled out on the couch. You didn't remember he was there until you heard him greet the others Loudly. "M/n you left us in there" this time Namjoon held the pout "sorry baby I was making breakfast for everyone, I brewed your favorite coffee" he smiled and kissed your cheek while pouring his cup.

"M/n do you make your waffles home made?" Once again his voice dampened your mood "usually I do, I didn't have enough stuff today so they are frozen." Your tone never changes when you speak to him. "Oh I usually make them home made too much better that way" you just hummed in response. Ignoring him was your only way to prevent a scene.

After serving them you were caught up in your own thoughts you didn't notice Hoseok trying to get your attention. Hoseok said your name a few times before he realized you were spaced out. He wasn't upset he knew sometimes you would zone out and never meant any harm by it. Focusing on washing the pots and pans you used it caught you by surprise when you felt a sting on your arm.

"Hey your boyfriend is talking to you, you should pay attention" you were unable to hear his words as all you were thinking about was him laying his hands on you. The boys watched stunned as you gripped the counter top, your knuckles turning white from your grip. You had just looked at him the stare cold, the anger visible. The boys watched as you stared at Jesse they could see fear start to take over. The it happened, before they could process what happened Jesse had red dripping from his face.

The crimson red began to stain his shirt as he held his nose. All seven boys rose from the table immediately going over to you. They were worried about you and your hand more then Jesse who had been dripping blood through their kitchen. Jungkook was making his way to get the first aid kit when he was stopped "Jungkook oppa your not going to do anything? He just hit me!" Jungkook pulled his arm away from him only for it to be grabbed again. Jungkook tried to stay calm once again pulling his arm away and getting the first aid kit. He quickly made his way back to you although you were trying to calm down it didn't seem to be working.

"You guys are taking care of him when he hit me! I knew he was trouble I tried telling you guys you deserve better" Jesse expected you to say something to him, he didn't expect the others to. He stood shocked as they told him off, before he was escorted out by everyone. He was shocked that they kicked him out, all he wanted was their attention he wanted them to look at him the way they look at you. He stood at their door with blood dripping down his face and shirt, how could they like you so much? You were so mean, quiet, rude. He never understood why they love you. After a while of standing there here finally left debating in his head if he should try again.

Meanwhile the boys focused their attention on you and calming you down. They knew you didn't like Jesse, they only tolerated him because they didn't want to come off as mean or rude. You finally calmed down and explained you would never blame them for this. The rest of your day was spent in bed squished between seven giants who loved you dearly.

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aajjks · 10 days

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animal (m)

synopsis. His jealousy has you choking on his dick.

warnings. pösèssïve jk, crüdè lângüágè, slüt-shámïng, dègrádátïôn, orál sèx (m!rêcèïvïng), kïssïng, bïtïng, mêntïôns ôf blööd, döm!jk, möánïng, hè’s süch ä dïrty tàlkèr dàmn. mdnï ând dèèpthröátïng, ëxplïcït, yándèrè.

note. send asks? ENJOY, not edited. ❤️❤️ also on my anime, focused blog @ttodorokiii bakugou’s version of this is available because I wrote it back a year ago, so check it out and this is jks version. Let’s welcome new jk and you can send asks for him too xx

Maybe you shouldn’t have pissed him off so much.

Jungkook was a jealous man, he was territorial with you, but you’d never thought that a joke would get him so mad.

“fuck! Your slutty little mouth is a sin of its own,”

He growls, your eyes are filled with hot tears, you can’t see him clearly, your knees hurt but he’s merciless. He is shoving it deeper into your throat and you can’t do anything but to swallow.

The air supply is short, “you only suck MY dick!” He is being so cruel to you right now.

All you did was joke about sucking your friend off, while you now get was inappropriate, especially if you have a boyfriend, a very possessive boyfriend.

Jungkook loves you, very fucking much.

But he doesn’t get jokes, you love him very much too, he’s the only man you’ll ever love. you both have very opposite personalities.

But there is one big similarity between the two of you.

You both don’t watch your mouth.

“Fuck, it feels so fuckin’ good, I-I’m gonna cum..” he moans, you inhale a sharp breath, your jaw hurts, but he feels so good.

You want to make it up to him.

“Fuck fuck fuck… ‘m so close, make me cum yn.” He buries your face deeper into his crotch, by grabbing your hair and forcing it.

“My fuckin whore. Only mine.” He glance up at him, your hair is mess, your mouth is a mess and you can feel him shaking now, he’s turning into a mess too.

And you’re ready to take it.

All of him.

“Your fuckin’ pretty mouth is mine to fuck as I wish! Fuckin’ mine,” you can feel him bucking his hips, he’s close.

You feel close too.

‘M gonna fuck your mouth full, you want it, baby don’t you?” His tone is sickly sweet, “mhmm..” you barely reply.

“My good ba-baby fuck take it all.”

You feel him spilling all over your face, you swallow like a good girl, you want him to forgive you and you’ll do anything.

“Ye-Yeah babe, jus’like that, fuck….” He exhales a loud moan, “you’re gonna be the death of me.”

Jungkook immediately picks your body up, grabbing your face by force and kissing you fiercely, his tongue is exploring every inch of your mouth.

“‘love you so much.” He moans once again into your lips, tasting himself.

“That’s the only taste that should be in your mouth.” He licks your lip and his teeth graze your lips, he bites it hard, you whine as the pain is too strong.

“How fuckin dare you say that to him?” He stops kissing you, you cry out as you watch a string of blood connecting your lips, his hands don’t give you a break though, travelling into your panties as he grabs and cups,

His fingers are cold on your burning core, your breath hitches when you feel him tease you, “he can’t fuck you though right, princess?”

“Y-Yes, koo!” You bite the inside of your cheek, he’s such a tease.

“now ‘m gonna fuck your brains out until the name you remember is mine.”

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thiccthighs19 · 7 months

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Jungkook is that type of boyfriend...

- he is the type of boyfriend who would love when you'd play with his lip ring while making out because it would boost his confidence. He'd watch you with his half lidded eyes and tell you "it's really hot when you do that to me" and then he'd press his lips harder onto yours.

- he's the type of boyfriend who would unexpectedly lift you up from the ground swiftly and place you down on the kitchen counter in the dim lights, leaning closer to you before brushing his lips onto yours softly.

- Jungkook is the type of boyfriend who would call you after you two had an argument and say "come home, fucking shout at me and fight with me. Come home and break my heart if you must, but just come home, please".

- Jungkook is the type of boyfriend who would love laying in between your legs and caress your thigh while you brush your fingers through his soft hair and run your hand on his back softly.

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plutokoo · 8 months

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Maybe a bit weird but yandere big bad wolf jk and small sheep oc/yn?

pairing : yandere wolf jk x fem sheep hybrid reader

genre : smut, yandere

A/N : a quick smutty drabble rn because I'm writing a one shot for it and it's halfway done. I just need to do a quick dump bcs the one shot is kinda long and it's making me hit writers block 😭😭😭😭. this might not be the best tbh but I promise the one shot will be way better.

yandere wolf jk who's a perfectionist at uni never missing a class, always has a 4.0 GPA and never failed to made it in to the deans list.

and then one day he saw you, barging in to the class late mumbling sorry and sitting right in front of him,your scent covering his nose almost instantly,his ears tensing up as he grumble mate slightly under his breath.

he reached for you after class finished, hands grabbing your arm tightly, he leaned his face in, a wolfish grinned adorning his face as he greeted you

you who was timid,fearful and easily panicked,breathed out your name gently hands shaking from the sudden interaction. you can't help it of course it's in your nature to act that way :(

before he could ask you about how he's never seen you in the class before, you snatched your arms from him, legs stuttering to get out of the room as fast as you can, his scent was overwhelming, making your thoughts go hazy from fear.

jungkook frowned as your figure scrambled out, hands forming a fist as he make a silently vow to himself to get you again.

he met you again next on the campus hallway, hands barely holding on to the thick text books you carried as you sauntered around,trying to get into the professor office before bumping against some jock, your knees crashing on the hard tiles as the books fell from your grasp, gasp leaving your lips from the pain. the hallway turned silent, people watching you trying to gather books, you wanted to wailed from the attention you're receiving, your knees ached from the impact,blood oozing out from the cuts it received

jungkook immediately rushed up to you, shooing people away as he kneeled down, his hands quickly collect the books as he helped you stand up. he cooed at the fat tears that was sliding down your face, "its okay baby you're okay they're gone know" he fussed wiping your tears away

you sobbed,wiping your face at the sleeve of your sweater, the nickname he gave you went unnoticed as he continued to caressed your face.

"let me help you bring these and then we'll go to the infirmary to take care of your knees, okay?" he offered not giving you time to answer before he grabbed your hands,his other hand holding the books easily as he sauntered to the office

after that it was easy for jungkook to make you his,everyday he would take you out for coffee,sit beside you in class, and helped doing your assignments. he'd pamper you endlessly, slowly convincing you to sleep at his place instead because it was too dangerous for you to sleep alone and you who was dumb,naive and gullible believed everything he said.

he'd make you move to his apartment too, because it's such a hassle for his baby to be going back and forth at all and he doesn't like the thought of you being all alone so please move in with me baby, I don't like being apart from you :((((

jungkook Hates when you start talking or making friends with other people because you're his and only his to have, it's not hard to make you stop talking to these people of course, your timid nature making it easy for him to remove people from your life.

he'd tell you everyday, gaslighting you into thinking about how your friends view you as an easy target and how you will always be a Second choice to them, how you would easily get stampede if you keep hanging around with people other than him.

you'd believed everything he said, the thought of leaving the home you thought as a safe place become more and more distasteful making you switch all your classes to online instead, which ofcourse was jungkooks Idea.

jungkook loves to fuck you, he loves rubbing your wet pussy through your panties while you're sleeping, hips unconsciously humped against his hands as moans left your lips,his hands would move the panties sideways, thumbs slowly rubbing your clit, drawing 8 figures on it making you reach your qlimax, soft pants leaving your lips.

he'd fuck you on top of the kitchen counter, your front leaning on it, clit grazing against the counters corner everytime he thrust forward. cold marble pressing against your chest as jungkook pulled your hair back, his hand reaching down to pinch your nipple making you squeeze more around his cock

"aah...aah ple..please" you mewl hands rubbing your clit, desperate to reach your orgasm. jungkook grunts, his hands smacked you ass,groaning as he watched it jiggle "please what slut", he rasped hips bucking faster as he leaned down, lips sucking your necks making your eyes rolled back from the pleasure

"uh...ugh...cum please" you cried out, jungkook reached down hands smacking your pussy as he yanked your hair back "fuck..baby..cum" he choked, you wailed as you squirt against him,body trembling, eyes rolling back as your pussy pulsate againts his cock. "fuck fuck fuck" jungkook sobbed out as he reached his climax, filling your hole with so much cream it drips out.

he pulled out,wincing slightly before plugging his hand up your hole, preventing his cum from dripping down your hole "can't let this go to waste hm".

jungkook loves it when you got your heat he'd fuck you on every surface in the house. he'd fuck you on the couch when the movie's still playing,on the bathtub while letting the shower jet hits your clit , on the floor where he'd fuck you so hard you could barely from a sentence.

jungkook loves you so much he'd kill for you. he would easily get rid of anyone that he thinks might be a threat to your relationship.

he'd do anything for you as long as you don't leave his side,so don't even try to think about doing it it okay?.

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madammidnightsblog · 11 months

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BTS BUTTPLUG

Warning: sex, buttplug (m&f), public settings, sub idol, dom f!reader, Bang PD (brief), park setting (once), handcuffs, voyeur , fan meet (once)

Namjoon

Namjoon isn't really into buttplugs but he is more than willing to wear one if you ask, there is almost nothing he wouldn't do if you asked. But he feels funny wearing one in the studio with Bang Hitman working alongside him, the toy occasionally humming softly against a sensitive spot if he squirms too much and to make it worse, you were sitting in the same room. Your eyes staring at the back of his head which made his heart pound even more against his chest and he felt himself grow more aroused at the thought of you turning the toy completely up and having him a moaning mess in front of the older man. It really took everything in this man to cover every moan that would slip out and from palming himself through his sweats to somehow make the agonizing pace of the plug to grow more intense and just give his poor dick some friction that it was silently begging for.

"What do you think? Do you think it would work with the chorus or should we move it to the bridge?" Bang questioner as he skimmed over the roughly scribbled idea, wanting the younger man's opinion to organize the chaos that filled the page.

"Uh, well," Namjoon mentally slapped himself for not paying attention but could you blame him? He was in a tough situation and really wanted to work as diligently as he could but the damn plug really made it it hard to prioritize.

Bang notices how confused he looked and took in considering that they were working for about five hours and it was close to two in the morning so he thought he must be tired so he started to pack up, "Don't worry about it. You must be tired so we can finish later after some sleep so get some rest and I'll call around one- thirty." With that, he felt after bidding you goodbye.

You got up and walked over to the panting male as he leans back in his office chair, eyes screwed shirt while his right hand came down to his crotch to gently rub his erection, "You did such a good job baby." You praised as you sat in the chair that the former CEO was seated.

Namjoon whimpered softly as you took out your phone and turned off the plug, "May I cum now?"

You looked up at him surprise. You were sure he silently came a few times but those sucks in breath and squeezing of the arm rest was him holding back? Now that was more amusing. Cocking your head to the side and folded a leg over the other with a smirk, "Why didn't you cum pretty boy? You had about three hours of torture and all the chances to do so."

Namjoon turned his chair toward you, his hands were tugging at the draw strings in anticipation, "Because you never told me to." He whimpers.

"Go head baby. Cum as many times you want, you earned it for being such a good boy for Mommy." With that, he yanked down his sweats and boxers to reveal a twitching and leaking dick.

Jin

"I can't-please-can't!" He cried as his hands yanked at the cuffs, the metal clanking against the chair with every tug.

You sat in front of him, sipping your wine with a pleased smile as you watched as he breaks down in front of you after his third orgasm washed over him, painting his stomach and lap in his release. Something about watching him cry and cum without stopping makes you feel so powerful because of the pretty way he cries and begs and the way his beautiful body shakes with every release, the pearly white liquid painting his golden skin. His moans and cries were heavenly, almost as if he was singing such a beautiful song and the sobs came out like a loud yet sweet chorus that he made specifically just for you and it made your pussy ache. The plug in his ass and the vibrator that was tapped to his dick was the cause of his pleasure and the reason of his uncontrollable orgasms and they weren't stopping anytime soon, not until he said 'sheep'.

"You can take it, you've done it before." You singed before taking another sip, the refreshing taste of Pinot Grigio made you hum.

"Fuck, Mommy, please!" He sobbed, his dick twitched against his abdomen.

You hummed in thought, eyes staring at the glass in your hand and watched how the golden clear liquid that swirled with every soft roll of your wrist. You really didn't need to think about joining your boyfriend but you wanted to make him wait, keeping him on his toes and holding to the desperation which was what you did. Flicking your eyes back at him to see his glossy eyes as they stared into yours before placing your glass on the table next to you before getting up, slowly making your way over to him which had him whimpering for you. The clicking of your heels made his fingers dig into the armrests in attempt to hold what's left of his control and the fact that you were in just heels and one of his button of shirts made his dick ache.

Standing behind the chair, you slowly slid your hands down to his wrists to gently rub at them, "Are you sure you want me to do anything, darling? You seem to have enough fun with those toys." You teased as you eyes the two vibrators.

A sob left his lips, "Y-Yes, touch me, fuck, please."

Hoseok

He isn't the type to act honey in public or even attempt to do anything that remotely resembles a sexual act that isn't dancing so when you asked him to wear a plug and go for a walk at a park, he was quick to turn it down. So when you said you'd wear it instead, he was more nervous about it but didn't mutter a complaint since you were the one to want to do it but he was scared that a child would hear or an elderly person would see how your legs were wobbling and the no so quiet moans and call the cops. Everything was going smoothly, your wobbles were so noticeable and your moans were at a minimum or seen as coughs which did get you two some odd looks but Hoseok didn't care because his mind was occupied with the flashes of you putting the plug in but that was until you held onto his shoulder.

"Fuck." You moaned softly, your free hand was itching to cup your crotch in hopes to touch yourself.

Swallowing dryly, Hoseok did his best to guide you towards an empty and closed off area, "J-Just give me a second." He whispered.

The poor man almost tripped over his feet when he heard you moan his name. He was trying so hard to avoid any issues so you two could be in private but a woman that was jogging by turned around once noticing how you struggled to walk properly thanks to the rising volume of the plug, "Hey, are you ok? Do you need an ambulance?" She questioned while taking out her earbuds.

Shaking your head, you forced a smile which looked borderline lewd, "I'm.. I'm fine. Just got a cramp." You quickly said, trying to avoid slipping out a moan.

The woman eyes him before looked back at you but when Hoseok helped you stand up better, you bud goodbye before you two made your way to the public bathroom. Once inside, he quickly but slowly dragged you to a stall which you were glad he did because you were too overwhelmed with pleasure you were sure you wouldn't be able to walk anymore without someone realizing what was up. You took off your shirt and sat on the edge of the toilet, pulling your legs up to your chest after making sure you wouldn't fall off and told him to hurry. It was hard to keep going without his dick inside of you by know.

Jimin

"I'm so full." He moans as he spreads his cheeks to show off the pretty blue plug in his ass, his white thong pushed to the side.

Biting your lip, you slipped onto the bed while reaching a hand out to rub his erection through the damp material. Soft purrs left his pillowy lips made you shiver in excitement, wanting nothing but to rip the thin fabric off and suck his cute cocklet. With every rub to his small dick, you spewed out filth which had him whimpering and rutting up against your hand which you allowed, loving how needy and desperate he is for you. You were more than happy to make him wait for you until he was a sobbing mess, getting turned on by the way he sobs for you and his big pretty eyes filled with tears that spill down his round cheeks. Tracing his bugle through the material had him shaking and breath hitching, the vibrator purring softly as his velvet walls squeeze around the toy as if it will slip out.

"Such a pretty kitty," you swallowed thickly as you took in his beauty, "And all mine." With that, you yanked the panties off which made him gasp in shock.

You got tired of seeing the thin material already, wanting to see him bare under you and marked so you wasted no time, lifting a leg of his to press a kiss to his ankle and slowly made your way to knee. Lowering yourself slowly, your eyes stared into his glossy ones as you slipped your tongue out and licked a stripe to his inner thigh, licking before pressing sloppy kisses to the soft flesh as his moans came out in soft puffs. Legs spreading further to allow you to lay comfortably between them and placed playful bites to the area before turning your attention to his twitching cocklet once again.

"Want help?"

Biting his lip as he looked away shyly, "Yes, please."

Jungkook

He's bold with anything kink related, believing it will be better if taken risks so the plug was pushed into his hole before a fan meet and he was more than excited. You being a staff member, you were there playing with the remote in your pocket and watching how he would struggle to speak and even sing which did get him concerned looks from the members and fans but it only made you both aroused. Trying to sign an album, he leaned his head onto the table and let out a shaky moan as the toy was turned all the way up, his eyes squeezed closed and jaw going slack which made the fan in front of him worry and Namjoon and Taehyung next to him ask him if he was alright. He was shaking and squeezing the pen as his thighs squeezed together, trying to calm himself down from his high but his mind was just going blank.

"I'm fine, fuck, I just got a cramp." He gasped, shifting slightly in his seat as the toy was turned down to the lowest setting.

He was trying his best to ignore the mess he made in his pants but when you came into view he was whimpering softly, wanting you to hold him and call him your good boy for cumming but you couldn't. Pouting, he quickly scribbled down his signature and got ready for the next fan, ignoring the looks the members and the manager shot him while forcing a smile to the squeaking fan. Every second talking, singing, and chatting with the small span of time with the fans was exhausting since all his entertainment was drained from that orgasm but thankfully it went by quick without the toy going past low so he managed. Once everything was finished, he rushed off the stage and to the nearest bathroom with you in tow and thankfully no one was around the area to stop you from following him into there. Locking the door behind you, you barely got to turn around without him yanking you into his embrace.

"Bunny, calm down. Don't wanting anyone bothering us." You whispered, noses touching from how close you were.

He whined, "Hurry up then Mommy, need a kiss."

With that, you closed the gap by smashing your lips against his which made him moan into the kiss as his hands shot down to his belt and unbuckled it. Hastily, he undid his pants and pushed the down to his ankles while you did the same with yours. Pulling back earned you a whine but you shushed him before pushing him onto the toilet after he dropped his boxers. Knowing you two had to be quick before they started to look for him, you pushed your panties to the side to reveal your sopping cunt which had him moaning at the sight of your slick sticking to the fabric of your panties.

"Be quiet baby." You ordered before hovering over his dick, slowly sinking down onto it with ease.

Taehyung

"Mommy." He moans against your breast, his tongue lazily swirling around your nipple which made you sigh.

Your hand pumping his dick made him whine and moan as your thumb pressed against his utheral hole teasingly. His eyes closed in bliss as he sucked contently at your swollen bud which you were more than happy to see because his flushed face was pressed against your breast cutely. Times like this is why tented windows of the company van was a wonder, letting your cute baby boy suck onto your breast while you have him a handjob, doing your best to match whatever spear the plug in his ass was going. With you in his lap, he was comfortable since your scent and warmth made it better to him and the toy in his ass had him holding you tighter, making it a little difficult to move your hand between both of your legs.

"You are so needy. I spoil you too much, don't I? Taking time out of your schedule to make my prince feel good because he is so needy for his Mommy, hm?" You sighed mindlessly, knowing his mind was somewhere else based how he tried to fuck up into your hand.

His eyebrows furrowed as the pleasure built up, the knot in his stomach slowly coming undone so he squeezed your waist, sucking harsher which made your head press against his as you moaned. Thrusting upwards sent him over the edge, spilling his release onto your hand and his thighs, detaching his lips from your bud to moan out your name. Panting softly, he leaned his head back against the seat while you reached behind you and into the glove compartment to get the wet wipes and cleaned him up while handing him his water bottle. You smiled and praised him while cleaning up the mess and he couldn't help but bury his face into your neck, breathing in your scent as he closed his eyes.

Yoongi

Yoongi would never be caught dead doing anything sexual in public, he wouldn't allow himself to be lewd anywhere that wasn't in the safety of your shared apartment. It would take a lot to convince this man to wear a plug in public for more than twenty minutes out of fear of someone noticing him and try to approach him. He was way too well known for something like that to happen to you decided to make him do it when the members were supposed to come over and have dinner. You were cleaning up the kitchen with Namjoon while Yoongi tried his best to stay quiet on the couch behind the maknae line sat on the floor, playing scrabble while he pressed the couch pillow against his chest in hope to ground himself. It was hard for him, the toy was coming in waves that thudding against his prostate thanks to the larger plug of choice. Having such a hard time, he got up and excused himself to the bedroom, in hopes to lock himself in for a minute and cum.

"I'm going to grab something from the bedroom and I'll meet you on the balcony." You excused yourself which Namjoon happily made his way to the balcony with his beer.

Making your way quietly down the hall, you heard Yoongi's soft moans between the laughs and fight of the younger members which made your heart race. You were itching to touch yourself at the idea of him taking care of his boner with everyone within earshot, it really made your pussy throb knowing if they wanted to they would hear him. Sneaking into the room that he forgot to lock, you watched his he humped the armrest of your chair in front of your makeup table, his pants straining his erection with every rut. Locking the door, you made your way over to the door and stood behind him, holding his waist which made him jolt back to reality and tried to pull away until you stop his to relax. Knowing it was you, he went back to rutting the armrest while letting out louder moans of your name.

"Just like that baby, move with the vibrations." You moaned as you pressed yourself against him.

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armysantiny · 10 months

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22:15 – 정국 (Jungkook)

P: Jungkook x male reader | G: timestamp, smut | Inc: tattooist!Jungkook, sub!Jungkook, dom!reader, petnames, teasing, orgasm denial, Jk's hands being restricted, implied multiple orgasms, filth tbh, I took 'every second, every minute, every hour' and ran with it lmao | Wc: 223 | W: slight D/s dynamic, restriction, orgasm denial,, desc. of pleasure almost being painful (consensually ofc) | R: 18+

Min’s notes: I blame a mf named Jeon Jungkook singing Seven for this ^-^

Sweat drips down Jungkook’s forehead, his head thrown back as he tries to ground himself on y/n’s bed. His head is spinning – how long have the two of them been at this? How long did y/n want to keep this up? All manner of moans and whines slip out of his mouth, only encouraging y/n to keep up his loving torture on Jungkook’s cock. There’s not much Jungkook can do to make it stop; his hands restricted above his head and leaving him exposed and entirely at y/n’s mercy.

“F— fuck, y/n, baby…” The tattooist cries, unable to stop squirming the longer y/n refuses to stop. He’s so close but anymore and Jungkook might just lose his mind. He’s going to start coming dry at this rate. Y/n simply blinks, looking to his boyfriend as his hands just…stop. Jungkook panics, bucking his hips into the younger man’s now still hand, desperately seeking the pleasure that’s keeping him on the edge of pain and holding him there.

“What is it bunny? Do you want me to stop? It is too much for you?” Y/n taunts, tracing circles onto the writhing man’s tip. He huffs, “and here I thought you had stamina~. What was it you said? Every second? Every minute? Every hour?”

Perhaps Jungkook regrets riling y/n up over text.

Perhaps not.

Definitely not.

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sannirio · 9 months

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On your knees

wc: unknown

dom jjk x male reader

cw: face fucking, dumbification, degradation, praise, size kink, possible emetophobia trigger [rayor]

A/N idk i just felt like writing something. it’s not very good but that’s ok lol

“get on your knees” you felt yourself hit the floor, a hand on your shoulder, the one that forced you down. jungkook was looking down at you. he looked angry. he bent down to match the level “do you know why you’re here?” his voice was smooth, low, but the anger was laced throughout his words. “yes sir” you whispered. “are you sure? i don’t think you do.” it wasn’t your fault that guy came up to you and flirted with you at the club, of course it wasn’t, but when jungkook gets like this you can’t help but be extremely turned on. he was so tall standing above you, his eyes were fixed on your body, scanning it, every inch deciding on what to do with you first. at the moment all he wanted to do was mark you.

finally he decided. he slowly started to undo his belt forcing you to stare at his hands as they worked. finally he pulled off his belt and threw it to the floor. you were getting restless, needy. you knew what was coming next. jungkook pulled down his pants releasing his cock. you’ve seen it a thousand times but it’s size always shocked you. he was huge and he knew it. grabbing your head he forced your mouth on to his cock. you felt him go down your throat, usually you could handle it but the force was different. jungkook held your head in place, starting to thrust into your mouth. each time he thrust into you jungkook grunted. his pace quickened, very fast. it started to feel like he was tearing your throat open. tears started rush down your face landing on the floor mixing with your saliva. he was moving so fast, fucking your face like a fleshlight. you hands were trying so hard to keep yourself steady which was barely possible due too his relentless use of your poor mouth.

you looked so pretty to jungkook. his cock being squeezed by your throat was driving his dick insane. he flexed making you choke. he smirked, what a whore, a cock hungry slut taking his whole length down your small throat. he knew how much you loved having your mouth destroyed by him so he wasn’t going to hold back on you.

he thrust into your mouth one last time before pulling his dripping cock out. his dick was hanging in-front of your face, so heavy and perfect. you wanted more. you blinked once before a warm sensation graced your wrists. jungkook was tying you up with his favourite rope. jungkook tightened the rope around your wrists forcing a whimper to escape your pretty cock slut lips.

he brought you over to the side of the bed forcing you down onto your knees once again. he then took your hands and held them over your head, he didn’t want you to do anything you’d regret. his pants were covered in your saliva and precum, it was so incredible hot. once again he brought his cock to your lips teasing you, brushing the tip against your lips. you tired to move your head forward to get even an inch into your sore mouth. you felt a smack hit the side of your face followed by a warm sting. “bad boy” jungkook hissed. you pouted in response. the heat from the hit was dying down sending a shiver down your spine. once again jungkook forced himself into your mouth and down your throat. the sensation of the whole length of his dick hitting the walls of your throat made you numb. it hurt but it felt way to good for that to matter.

jungkook smirked. the longer he face fucked his cute little whore the more he knew you wouldn’t think about anything else. he was marking you, the bruises in your mouth were to be evidence of it, that and the fact you’d be a stupid babbling mess after he was done with you.

your brain was numb and full of endorphines the strain your underwear had on your dick was only adding to the fact that the mere sensation of jungkook using your mouth was already pushing you closer to the edge. you were such a whore, getting off to the mere sensation of jungkook thrusting himself inside you. you felt your dick twitch followed by the euphoric sensation of an orgasm flooding your body leaving your dick sensitive overstimulating you as it touched your now cum soaked underwear.

“how pathetic” jungkook growled “you came because of my dick down your throat?” he pushed his dick deep down as far as he could. he felt his orgasm reach its edge and collapse in a second. cum flooded your stomach like a damn collapse. he kept thrusting into you making sure you took every drop of him. as he pulled out of your mouth cum was still leaking ok of him, giving you the much desired taste you were longing for. “good boy” jungkook spoke in a whisper giving you a kiss on your mouth. he could taste his cum on your lips.

now you knew who you belonged to

#jeon jungkook #jungkook #jungkook smut #jungkook x male reader #jungkook x amab #jungkook x reader

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cinnaminyoons · 1 year

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STAR THEORY !!

!! jjk x m!reader

!! wc | 6.8k

!! tags | dilf!jk + dilf!reader (obv), non-idol au, lil age gap (jk’s 25, reader’s at least late 20s), reader lived in america for some time + reader is a chef (food comfort & domesticity i love u), reader’s children and dog are named, reader had a wife and also has a hip tattoo

[ event masterlist ]

dilf/dilf

pets are in love and so are they

“we are... incredibly close right now.”

the bedroom door bursts open.

"appa!"

it's too early for this.

"appa," she pants, little feet bouncing across the carpet until a weight begins to tug erratically at his blankets. "appa, get up, get up, there're new people!"

jungkook pulls a pillow over his head.

she puffs her cheeks out and launches herself onto his bed; she elbows him in the bony front of his leg. he groans in pain as she scrambles over his legs and grabs his pillow with both hands.

"get up, appa! i wanna go see!"

blearily, jungkook lifts his head, groping for the blinds past his bedside table. he leans uncomfortably far out into the cold of his room before he latches onto the chain and gives it a good pull.

the wooden blinds clatter up, dousing the room with pale morning light – the white bang that birthed the universe. she giggles and slides down from the bed, crawling up to the window and pressing her knuckles against the cold glass.

on the street below are a man and a little girl. another girl! she delights herself with fantasies of having a best friend – maybe they'd go play on the playground, and with their combined strength, they'll knock down the mean queen bee from the monkey bars.

they carry boxes into the neighbouring house, assisted by movers. a fridge, a mattress – they manoeuvre them through the gates leading around to the side of the house, entering through the glass sliding doors. she watches them, fascinated, as the visible kitchen begins to fill with cardboard boxes.

she cranes her neck, pressing her forehead against the glass until it stings her skin. nobody else comes through, and she knows who the hired help are because they wear bright orange shirts.

she squints at the man's left hand when he rests it against the column of the alfresco, speaking to the little girl. he's like her appa – he doesn't wear a marriage ring.

"what's so interesting?" he combs his fingers through his messy hair.

she glances over her shoulder with big brown eyes. "nobody's lived in that house for ages. d'you think they'll be nice?"

"i'm sure they are. c'mere, miri – you'll get a cold."

she skips over, lifting her arms dutifully. jungkook pulls a small pink jersey from his closet and tugs it over her head, helping her arms into the sleeves.

"where are your socks?" he asks with a groggy frown. he's always been slow to wake. "your toes will fall off."

"bam took them."

"he what?"

"bam took my socks," she says helpfully.

he sighs, rising to his feet. "okay. up we go, then."

he heaves her into his arms, settling her against his hip as he shuffles out of his bedroom and down the stairs. she's more than capable of walking on cold floors on her own – maybe it'd be a good lesson to teach about letting the dog take one's socks – but jungkook admits to himself that it's mostly for him. babies turn into children so quickly, and he finds he misses having her little warmth holding onto his shoulder.

bam meets them at the foot of the stairs, barking his good morning greeting. miri smiles and waves hello, and bam's tail wags faster as he follows them to the back door – he darts out with a bark, leaping into a run for freedom around the large yard. he shuts the door.

"right – here we are." he places her on the mat in the kitchen, in front of the sink. it protects her feet from the tiles. he feels somewhat more awake. "any requests for breakfast, miri? the fruits are still fresh – would you like some yoghurt and banana with your cereal?"

"with strawberries, too, please," she requests, watching him move towards the fruit bowl.

"how many strawberries?"

she opens her mouth. she frowns. carefully, she raises five fingers. "five."

"five? you must be hungry today," he comments, placing a banana on the chopping board next to the knife and leaning over to the fridge to fish out the tray of strawberries. he bends over. "on three. one."

he scoops her up under his arm, holding her like rolled carpet. she hums as she chooses her strawberries, placing them on the blue chopping board. she shoves a sixth in her mouth and giggles as jungkook rolls his eyes at her with a fond smile, setting her down. "go grab your cereal, okay? i'll be done in a minute."

"okay!" her cheek leaves jungkook's palm as she whisks away to a lower cupboard, taking her pick of the different cereals in easy-pour containers.

he pushes the sleeves of his sweatshirt up to his elbows. he sets to work with the knife, chopping wedges out of the tops of the strawberries and slicing them in half. beside him, miri cautiously measures out her cereal on her own red child-sized table, tipping the container a few degrees at a time to control the flow.

a thump outside. he glances up. bam stops barking.

he sets down the knife and strides over to the door, dropping the wet handtowel on the edge of the bench. he leans out into the chilly air. "bam?"

no response. jungkook slips from his indoor slides to his outdoor ones and hurries outside, worry forming a knot in his stomach. "bam, come here!" he whistles, short and sharp.

he peeks behind the bushes, where a collection of toys have gathered as bam's treasure trove. no dog.

"shit," he mutters, eyes widening as he spots the open fence door by the side of the house. he hurries through it, grabbing the edge of the door. "bam!"

a bark by his feet. he startles ten feet into the air and a curse slips out of his mouth.

kneeling on the stone path and staring up at him is a little girl in a thick purple jacket. she looks about miri's age. bam had his head resting on her legs before they were so rudely interrupted.

he swallows another bad word and softens his voice. "hey. i don't think i've seen you around here before."

she stares up at him for a moment longer, rubbing bam's ears slowly. "me and papa came here today."

"oh! you must be our new neighbours." the moving truck is gone. he glances over the fence, before lowering himself to her level. "do you know where your papa is?"

"in there." she points at the house. she says nothing more, her eyes narrowed slightly mistrustfully.

"does he know you're here? i don't want him to be worried about you. come on – i'll bring you over."

she recoils from his offered hand, hugging bam's neck. the usually active pup seems unusually calm.

"i just want to walk you over, that's all. it's cold out here, and those pebbles can't be comfy."

she glances over him, then nods with as much dignity as she can muster and rises to her booted feet, brushing off her knees. bam stands as well, and jungkook gives him a pat.

he smiles at her, discreetly pulling his sleeves down over his sleeve tattoos. they might not make the best impression of his character. "so, you moved here today? what do you think of it?"

she shrugs, following him. "it's a lot colder. but papa says he got a good job here and can take care of me."

"really? do you know what his job is?"

"he's a chef! he makes really good food. do you like carrot cake? his carrot cake is the best. you should try some."

he smiles down at her as they approach the front door. "thank you for the offer. we'll see what happens."

he raps his knuckles against the front door firmly. he wonders if it sounds too aggressive, but there's nothing he can do about it, and there's an out-of-breath man standing in front of him. a very attractive out-of-breath man.

his eyes widen as he notices the girl beside him. "anya! what are you doing out there?"

she crosses her arms, defiant. "exploring."

"i – i told you to stay inside, didn't i? anya, neither of us knows our way around! you could've gotten lost if you hadn't—"

his eyes flicker up to jungkook's. he clears his throat and the girl shuffles over the threshold, grabbing onto his pant leg and burying her face in it. "hello. i am so sorry about my daughter – really, it feels like locks just fall apart around her. thank you so much for retrieving her. i left her in the hallway for two minutes to set up her bed, and then—"

"she escaped containment?"

the man cracks a frazzled smile. "yeah, suppose you could say that. ah—i'm ln yn. this is my daughter, anya. say hi, bub."

"hi."

"jeon jungkook," he introduces, feeling rather self-conscious about his pyjamas and socks-with-slides combination. he nods towards anya with a small smile. "how old is she?"

"five, this year." you smooth down her hair with a palm. she watches bam sniff around the perimeter of the fence. "she'll be starting school here soon and she's been really excited. she's a bit of an artist, you see, and the school's renowned for its arts program."

"oh! you mean—?" he gestures down the road. you nod. he brightens. "my kid goes there, too! she's the same age as yours, but she's more interested in trying every single extracurricular sport they offer than anything they're actually famous for. my genes at work, i guess."

you smile, leaning against the doorway. you nod at the dobermann by the succulents. "and that one's yours, too, i'm guessing?"

"oh – yeah! that's bam." he turns. "bam, come here!"

he perks up, trotting over.

"sit."

he sits.

"good boy." jungkook scratches behind his ears. "i'll keep him inside the yard, so you don't have to worry about holes in your garden or anything."

you chuckle. "thanks. so, what's to like around here? in particular, anything a five-year-old would enjoy?"

"the park's a two-minute walk that way." he points behind him. "it's not that big, but it has a swing and a slide and a rope cobweb thing. there's a fireman pole, too.” he smiles. “i know it's bad enough trying to move when you're alone, so having a kid with you must be pretty rough."

you share a laugh. the girl pouts into your leg.

he tucks his knuckles into his sleeves, trying not to show how fast his heart is beating. "i could watch her while you get settled today. i-if you want! i'd bring my daughter over and they could, uh, keep each other busy."

he knows you're wary. he can see it in your eyes and the way you pull her into your side.

good. he would be, too.

"that would be wonderful," you say eventually with a small smile. "but it's quite early – i'll be here when you're, well, ready."

he glances down at himself and bursts into embarrassed flames. "ah, r-right! yeah! sure, yeah, i'll be back in an hour. it was nice meeting you," he smiles down at her, "and you as well, anya."

"you, too," you reply, and your grin makes jungkook's heart race. he wills his blush down.

"goodbye," calls anya, watching him retreat from their door. "i like your puppy!"

bam trots at jungkook's side, tongue lolling out and collar clinking. jungkook lets him into the backyard again, this time through the side door, and latches the door shut firmly after himself. he's got no idea how it came loose the first time; it might've been the wind rattling the latch.

he shrugs to himself as he returns to his kitchen. if it happens again, he'll get a proper lock.

"appa!"

she crashes into his knees. he hums and smooths down her fringe. "hello. i'm sorry for disappearing on you like that – i got worried about bam, and then i met our neighbours."

she recoils, betrayal etched all over her face. "without me?"

"i wasn't expecting to."

"but you did! you could've come tell me!" she stomps her foot, huffing. "i hate you."

"miri..."

she ignores him, stalking off to grab her stool and dropping it firmly in front of the kitchen sink. she puts her bowl inside silently and stomps past him to play with bam outside, and jungkook doesn't bother trying to get her to change out of her pyjamas.

he sighs in his empty kitchen, thunking his head backwards on his fridge. he draws a hand down his face and his mind whirls with a thousand thoughts a second, but it only sticks firmly to one.

his neighbour. his unfortunately handsome neighbour. his unfortunately handsome neighbour with an amazing laugh and lightning-strike smile.

i'm fucked.

—

after a few days, a black labrador appears out the front of your yard, chasing a yellow rope bone that it brings back to anya. jungkook's walking bam, having just dropped miri off at school, and doesn't expect to have his arm yanked off by an overexcited pet.

"bam! what's gotten into you?" he struggles against the leash, acutely aware of the other dog on the other end of bam's attention. "calm – calm down."

bam stills, panting and alert as the black lab stares back, half-poised to drop the bone at anya's feet.

jungkook loosens the leash cutting into his hand, and it's the wrong decision. bam tears off towards the other dog.

jungkook swears as the leash slices out of his grip. he stumbles after him, dread and panic slurring together for a split second – but confusion cuts through the mess as the two dogs pause, watching each other very closely.

bam barks. the labrador glances back at the house, as if to check for permission—

and drops the toy in front of bam.

it lays down, placing its head on its paws, and gnaws at the end of the bone. every so often, it glances up at bam, blinking in that sweet puppy way.

bam lays down beside it, his flamingo-coloured leash trailing over his back. both dogs' tails wag in comfortable excitement.

"hi, miri's papa."

jungkook tears his stare off the dogs. "hey, anya. where's your dad?"

"inside."

"okay. thanks." he glances at the dogs; the toy is now in bam's jaws. "uh, are you cool with watching over him? i'll be quick."

she nods, full of purpose and determination. as he reaches for the door handle, however, she raises her voice with innocent curiosity:

"do you love papa?"

the door handle shears a layer of skin off his knuckles. he chuckles uneasily, clutching it. "what? no."

she tilts her head, playing with her laces. she did them herself this morning. "really?"

"o-of course. why would i love him? more importantly, why do you think that?"

she purses her lips as if it's obvious. "you look like you love papa."

he runs his thumb over the flap of skin. no blood, but it stings.

"you sound like you love papa."

he tilts his head. "what are you talking about?"

"you make faces and your voice gets all weird when you talk to him." she turns back to the dogs, stretching her stocking-clad legs out from her seat on the driveway. she yawns until her jaw cracks. "you're just like all the other ladies who love papa. but i don't think they like me." she glances up. "you're nicer than them."

"other ladies?" he whispers to himself with a frown. slowly, he returns to her, bobbing down to sit next to her. she stares up at him with big eyes, expectant. "anya, if i may... what happened to your mother? it's okay if you don't want to answer."

she shrugs, kicking her feet. "i don't know. i live with papa now. i like it better this way – he doesn't get angry at me like she did, and he makes better food." she rubs her nose. "they fought a lot before we moved. papa pretends like they didn't, but i know they did. i could hear them."

"yeah?" jungkook says quietly. "was that back in america?"

she nods, playing with the blades of grass. she peels them in half, drops them in a pile on the concrete, then picks another one and does the same. "mhm. they decided we'd live with papa."

"huh." he pauses and tilts his head. "wait, 'we'?"

"anya! dad's done, are you hungry?"

a girl leans out the front door. she's older, wearing braids, and her familiar eyes snap to jungkook's with abrupt alarm. she slips into the shoes by the door and hurries over, grabbing anya by the shoulder and pulling her away. "who are you?"

anya whines, wriggling out of her grip. "this is mister jungkook! he loves papa."

he stands too quickly; the older girl steps back. "no. no, i don't, anya. i'm just a friend – i live right there."

"uh-huh," says the older girl, putting anya's hand in her own. "let's go, okay? dad's waiting."

"papa made carrot cake," anya insists. "you should come!"

"you can't just invite strangers—"

"but papa knows him—"

"doesn't matter, i don't know him—"

a new voice, familiar and gentle. "girls, everything alright?"

jungkook turns with a leap of his heart. you wear jeans and a grey v-neck sweater rolled up at the sleeves to reveal the stiff cuffs of a white dress shirt. the collar pokes out over the sweater.

you're dressed like any other man on the street, some form of business casual, but jungkook's heart acts as if he's seen you naked. he'd love to. god, he'd love to. would you like him?

focus!

"good morning," he greets, dusting off his black joggers. "how goes things?"

you glance over him and he covers his bare biceps self-consciously. your lips quirk up. "hey, jungkook. things are great. i see you've met ellie."

"ellie," he repeats. he gives her a small, sheepish smile and offers a hand. "hi. i'm sorry for worrying you. maybe we can make amends?"

she glances down at his hand. her eyes flicker to you, and after receiving a certain look, she sighs and begrudgingly takes his hand, giving it a firmer-than-necessary shake. "yeah, sure. whatever."

she pulls anya into the house with her and you give her another look – this one meaning we'll talk later – before heading out to the driveway to speak with jungkook.

"i'm sorry about her," you huff. "twelve-year-olds..."

"don't worry about it. her heart's in the right place," jungkook hums, glancing up at you with a soft smile. his hands have taken much of his attention. "so, two?"

"yeah. she just arrived last night – i promise she isn't usually so grumpy." you jerk your head towards the house with a grin, hands in your pockets. "i heard them arguing about you. if you think my decision holds more weight than theirs, you're welcome to come in. i made carrot cake – my own personal recipe, tried-and-tested with the kids." you wink. "you know it's good when children willingly eat vegetables. any allergies?"

"i'd love to," he replies, his cheeks warmer than usual. "and no, i don't."

your smile widens, blindingly bright. you turn to the dogs and pat your thigh, reaching out for the labrador that trots over with an excited bounce. "you can bring bam in, too. they seem to get along – no reason to break them apart, right?"

"are you sure? bam's pretty easily excited, and he's a lot bigger than he thinks he is."

"hey." you take his hands, stopping him from picking obsessively at the cuticles. it's a bad habit he can't seem to shake. "we've had callus since he was ten weeks old. i know exactly what you're talking about, and my offer still stands."

"callus?" he asks, his brain too full of the thought of your warmth to do much else.

you roll your eyes fondly. "i hate the name, but ellie chose it and trained him to it, so it's stuck ever since. so – you coming in, or are you just gonna hold my hands for the next hour?"

"what?" he says. oh, fuck, you've loosened your grip but he hasn't. he's holding your hands. he's still holding them. he drops them. "a-ah, i'll come in!"

you laugh, and jungkook's heart squeezes tight in a red fist as he follows you to the front door. "alright, jungkook. don't tell the girls, but i'll give you a bigger piece of cake, okay? it'll be our secret."

"okay," jungkook breathes, and feels like a teenager all over again.

however, he might have forgotten to factor in the feelings of a certain five-year-old girl.

"you saw them again!"

"i know, i'm sorry," jungkook pleads, "but you were at school! hey, look, i even saved you some of yn's cake, alright? it's really good. he invited us – both of us – over to his place tomorrow. you can meet him and his daughters, and have a lunch better than i could ever make. how about it?"

miri pouts, kicking her feet on the couch. her schoolbag sits by the end of the sofa. "fine."

"oh, good," he sighs, relieved.

"but," she raises a finger, "you can't fall in love with him."

he whips around faster than light. "you, too? why am i not allowed to?"

"you're not allowed to be his wife."

"i'm a man, miri. it doesn't work like that."

"yes, it does."

"it doesn't."

"it does," she insists, "ellie said—!"

she slaps a hand over her mouth and falls backwards on the sofa.

jungkook pauses, his hands hovering over a cucumber on the chopping board. very carefully, he continues slicing long ovals out of it. he asks calmly, "have you met each other before?"

"no." she sits up, long black hair falling over her shoulders. "only to play with the dogs..."

"then you shouldn't be so upset that i did the same thing, right? does yn know you played with his daughters?"

miri, with as much gravitas as a five-year-old can muster, replies: "no."

he shakes his head with a huff of laughter, using the back of the knife to scrape the cucumber in a container. "alright. is that where you found this rumour? did they tell you?"

"appa, it's not a rumour if it's true," she argues, rising to her feet on the sofa. she leans forward against the backrest. "i've seen it with my own eyes! you talk about him like – like – not a friend! i never saw you talk about anybody else that way."

"uh-huh. and what do you know about being in love, miri? what does ellie know? she's twelve, and you've only just learnt how to tie your hair in a ponytail. very messily. no standing on the couch."

she falls back behind the edge of the backrest with a huff, vanishing from jungkook's sight. "you'd be a bad wife."

he carves the store-bought roast chicken, sawing through the thighs and shaving smaller slices off the body. he digs through the breast to stab at the herbed stuffing. a lock of hair falls loose from his low ponytail and he tosses his head to get it out of his eyes. "do i dare ask why?"

he's terribly competitive – whether it's a good or bad trait, he doesn't know. while he may never be a wife, being called bad at something – by his own blood, no less! – sets fire to something he tried to bury back in university.

"because you're mean and not funny and never wake up before twelve o'clock."

he gapes, putting down his serrated knife to scoff at the couch. "i am funny, thank you very much. why should you never eat a clock?"

"um, because it's made of metal and plastic?" miri answers.

"it's time-consuming," he snickers.

her head pops up over the backrest, pinched into a frown. "that isn't funny, appa."

"you don't appreciate my effort, miri. i'm hurt."

"you know who would, though?" her gaze intensifies. she points through the walls to the house to their left with the neat lawn. "he would. which makes it even worse, because then you'll love each other, and then i'll have to hear two bad jokes instead of one. it'll be in – in – insuff'rable. i learnt that word today, did you know?"

"it's 'insufferable', miri."

"you proved it! you're mean. anyway, ellie said she'd hate it if you and her appa got together."

out of protectiveness? or something learnt and cruel?

miri disappears behind the sofa again only to reappear beside it, moving towards the kitchen and leaning against jungkook's left leg.

"appa, it smells really good."

jungkook grabs a set of chopsticks and hooks out a chunk of meat. he crouches and offers the meat, holding a hand beneath her small chin to catch anything that doesn't make it to home base. nothing falls, and he draws away.

"here," jungkook murmurs. "can you set the table, please?"

"mhm."

she skips off with the cutlery in hand. jungkook carries the large bowl with the carcass and places it in the middle of the dining table, petting miri's hair on the way back to the kitchen.

he's always worried about how others perceive him. always. he's twenty-five with a school-aged kid and no mother in sight, and he makes fucking video games for a living – he's not even something respectable, like a doctor. at the very least, he could've been a nine-to-fiver, a suit amongst identical suits, and with that, his image would be inoffensive.

but video games? being a concept artist, an animator? for even a big triple-a kind of company, it's not a great reputation to kick off with: he draws colourful lines and makes things move. even though he earns a salary comfortable enough to keep his little family afloat, his name is one of hundreds as an optional post-credits roll, and it's not on the first page.

still, the way you beamed at his mumbled description of his job... it made things a little lighter to bear.

"come eat up, bub," he says. "maybe you'll entertain the idea of my future marriage once you realise how boring my dinners are."

—

pacific rim rumbles through the sound system. rather surprisingly, neither of the five-year-olds mind its big, scary battles. jungkook chalks up miri's fascination with the robots and monsters with a general nonchalance towards violence and gore. she watched train to busan when she was three – which was not jungkook's fault; she wasn't supposed to be awake and sitting spookily in the darkness on the stairs – and shrugged off most of the blood and guts as simply fake.

he should have been paying more attention to his surroundings than his laptop screen and the accident he'd sired in motionbuilder, he realises now, but a good consequence is that miri avoids frozen and its brethren like the plague. he doesn't think he'll be able to keep his sanity if he hears any movie three times consecutively.

ellie plays animal crossing on the switch, cross-legged between you and jungkook with her head against your shoulder. a leopard-print blanket wraps around her shoulders and pools in her lap. every time something explodes or crashes, she glances up, fixated for a moment, before returning to her village.

miri and anya are fast asleep on jungkook's thigh. another blanket, this one blue with thin pink stripes, covers them both, and jungkook's arm lays gently across their shoulders. he'd turned the volume right down for them and the two dogs cuddling in the labrador's bed, though his 5.1.4 speaker setup retains enough boom in the subwoofer to keep him immersed.

eventually, ellie's body droops, and the switch falls from her hands into her lap as her hair flops across her face. three quarters into the movie, you gently take her into your arms and tuck her into bed, and jungkook watches over the remaining two, tucking a silky lock of hair behind miri's ear. his leg is going numb and the tingling is growing uncomfortable, but he'll be damned if he wakes them.

you return. there's a pop-art picture of a sea dragon made of sushi on your shirt, and jungkook smiles at the sight. you slip your arms beneath anya's body and she shivers as the blanket slips off, curling deeper into your chest.

"today's been tiring for them all," you murmur as jungkook scoops miri up in the blanket. "they'll be knocked clear out until tomorrow."

the two will share a bed for the night, and they'd been gleefully planning their sleepover itinerary the entire day, whispering to each other about staying up past their bedtimes to chat about everything. you press a kiss to anya's forehead, brushing her hair off her cheek, and jungkook tucks miri's wrapped-up body beneath the duvet.

you shut the door with a quiet click. it feels final, as if you've signed a legal form, and when your gaze flickers over to jungkook, you find him already staring back with an unreadable expression, a mess of emotions warring over his doe-like features. it smooths over a split second after your eyes meet.

you tilt your head towards the kitchen with a smile. "still awake? i can break out some bourbon. i also have some red wine, if that's more your style."

"i'll take the wine, if it's not too much trouble," he replies softly. "i've already had a drink tonight and i have work in the morning."

"of course." with the girls asleep, you're free to do as you wish. you take his hand in your own, and his breath hitches. your thumb brushes over his jawline. "i'll steal a glass as well."

jungkook likes to pretend he has everything under control. his heart, however, is under a different jurisdiction, and you prod it with your smile and warm touch until it quivers, naked and bare.

then, you are gone. his pulse pounds hotly in his ears as he shuffles after you, almost afraid of what he might spill under the wine.

he'll only have a glass, he promises himself. nothing will come of it.

"i wanted to tell you this before, but we had company. your pyjamas are cute," you tell him as you set down his glass, holding the newly-opened wine bottle in the other hand. you gesture to his inked arms. "and those are gorgeous."

"thank you," he murmurs, taking the stem between his fingers. he rubs his thumb over the swell of the glass and tucks his feet behind the barstool's legs. "you ever looking to get something done?"

a smile tugs at your lips. "i already have."

his eyes widen behind the glass. he sets it down, trying to keep his prying gaze discreet. "really? what of?"

"it's here."

to his scandalised pleasure, you grab your shirt and the waistband of your sweatpants, pulling them apart to reveal a curved tattoo along your hipbone. his starved gaze roams the exposed skin, the sliver of stomach and the dangerously-low slant of your pants.

he burns with painful desire. it stings at the back of his eyes, and his back teeth grind down on nothing as he swallows harshly, lifting a hand casually to his face to hide it.

"'s pretty," he rasps, clearing his throat. his knuckles whiten around the wine glass. "when did you get it?"

"as soon as i was old enough. i was always a romantic, you see," you joke, letting go of your clothes. they fall back into place and he mourns the loss. at least he has a new fantasy to bookmark. "i thought it was cute, and she liked it, so i kept it."

she.

jungkook's heart tumbles to the pit of his stomach at the reminder of what he is – and what he isn't. he chugs the wine and chases the buzz of intoxication.

"you don't... really talk about before," he says quietly. "i-i mean, it's personal, why would you? we met last month—"

"it's been the best month of the last few years," you interrupt, filling his glass again. you reach up to bring down one for yourself and he leans forward, his mouth dry as he catches a slit of skin as your shirt rides up.

it's almost funny how desperate he is.

"y-yeah?"

"yeah." you set the glass on the bench, opposite jungkook. you reach for his hand and he watches with bated breath as you link your fingers lazily with his. "moving has always been a hard experience, especially with those two troublemakers to keep an eye on, and you've been amazing to me – to us – all this time. jungkook, you made it easy to fall into a routine i enjoy."

"oh." he grips your fingers. "so... her, huh? are the kids hers?"

"yep."

"were you ever married?"

"for a while."

it pops out before he can stop it. "what happened?"

"okay..." you offer him a tight smile, unlinking your fingers to fill your glass higher than it's supposed to be.

last page, the end. that part of you will not be touched again.

"i'm sorry, yn-ssi—"

"'hyung'," you interrupt. "you can call me 'hyung', jungkook. our dogs are in love – i'd like to think we're closer than those formalities."

he nods, a little uncertain. it shows in his eyes, flitting about your kitchen as if searching for the nearest door. "if you think so, hyung."

you smile, and this one is looser, easy to enjoy. "better. what about you – would you ever think of finding someone?"

he laughs breathily, briefly pressing the back of his thumb to his lower lip. "ah, well. you know how it is. i've got miri to worry about."

"and a girlfriend wouldn't adore her, too? that spells trouble."

his mouth twitches in some semblance of a smile, small and wry. "i hear that's your biggest problem. anya mentioned that you're pretty popular, but that she's a deterrent."

you sigh, rounding the bench and taking a seat near him at the dining table. you rest an arm over the back of the chair. "what can you do, right? there's nothing to be done except wait and hope that the perfect one will come along sooner or later. other friends always tell me that i don't need anyone, that i'm doing really well."

you rub the back of your neck, and jungkook follows the tendons leading down past your collar. you smile up at him, warmer than usual. "but i've always been selfish."

"it wouldn't only be a girlfriend," jungkook says suddenly. he grabs the bottle of wine and tops up his glass far more than a single standard drink. "i'm, uh, you know... kind of into everyone. but i'm loyal. if there's one thing that i am, that's it."

"would you like to go on record with that for the company's diversity initiative?"

he turns, and you grin a little dorkily back at him, a wine-touched buzz in your veins. he rolls his eyes and huffs a laugh, raising his glass. "sure, if it gets me someone nice to talk to. fuck, i can't remember the last time i just... went to a bar and didn't give a shit. let loose." he sighs. "i was terrible in university – god, it physically pains me. i've known miri since she was a baby, but sometimes i wonder if she was the only one, you know?"

you reach out and push his thigh with a chuckle. "hey, no frowning; it's bad for your skin. it's not good to dwell on possibles, jungkook. you have miri. you have me. those are certainties. agonising over what might be does nothing for anyone."

as he turns on the stool, his tongue runs over his lower lip. he grips the seat between his thighs, one knee bouncing. "but what if—"

"jungkook, the more you stress over it, the less you're present with miri. she's a sweet girl – please don't neglect her for uncertainties."

your hands cup his, reassuring and warm, as you pull your chair in. his head bobs in a small, slow nod.

"i guess you're right," he mumbles. "hey, hyung... were you always a chef?"

you laugh. "no. i had ellie when i was pretty young and i jumped from job to job for some time. i made decks for a while – carpentry. did other contract jobs. i only went to culinary school a few years ago when i had the funds for it."

"how did you know?" he asks softly. "how did you know it was all gonna be okay?"

you shrug. "i didn't. i just took it one day at a time, one week at a time, one month at a time, and eventually, i got here." you rest your chin over his knuckles and hum, gazing up at him. "don't think. just do. you'll be alright, jungkook. my door is never closed to you, even if you just want to drink all my wine and eat all my cereal."

he laughs, barely more than a soft giggle. "thanks, hyung. that... actually made me feel better, weirdly enough."

"good. i don't like seeing you upset." you squeeze his hands. "you're looking rather pink. you should slow down with the wine."

he glances at his empty glass and the nearly-empty bottle. he can't remember drinking so much. his cheeks are hot. "yeah. yeah, i probably should." he begins to rise. "sorry for—"

your arms wrap firmly around his waist as he stumbles. he blinks harshly, his horizons tilting dangerously.

"did you spike that?" he jokes half-heartedly. "shit, i'm regressing to a lightweight..."

"you drank three-quarters of the bottle in the time it takes me to have a shower. that's called being an idiot, not a lightweight."

your palm cups his cheek. it's cool and soothing against jungkook's burning skin, and it burns hotter when he realises he can feel your heartbeat through his own ribs. his traitorous hands are already placed on your sides.

"we are... incredibly close right now," he whispers.

your eyes flicker down to his lips, pink and parted. "i don’t mind."

you take the point of his chin between your thumb and forefinger, tilting his head up from his flushed downcast gaze. his hands hover over your ribs, his own cracking with the force of his heart, and he slides them over your chest to grasp the back of your neck, his thumbs stroking the slope of your jawline.

"jungkook," you murmur against his warm lips, "we should do this tomorrow. when your mind's clearer."

"tomorrow i might not do anything. i'm a coward, hyung. please... just once? so i can remember what it's like?"

he leans in again, and you don't stop him. his lips mould with yours, the sweet, dark flavour zinged with a slight bitterness. he hums softly as your arms tighten around his slender waist.

when you finally part, you're both gasping for air, and jungkook offers a giddy smile.

"man," he pants, "that's a lot more fun than i remember."

"i think you just have to find the right person to do it with." you laugh quietly and he drops his head onto your shoulder, hiding his blush.

"would you be mine?" he asks, allowing a fleck of hope to plague his voice. "would you be my boyfriend, yn-hyung?"

you brush a lock of his hair out of his eyes. "ask me again tomorrow. i want to be sure you'll remember what you've done – it'd be pretty awkward if you forgot and i came up and kissed you."

he huffs. "i'm not that drunk – look, i'm a little tipsy. maybe a bit more than tipsy. whatever the case, i'm not gonna forget this." he runs his tongue over his lower lip slowly, as if to savour something. "i'll ask again in the morning – with one condition."

you tilt your head, eyes gentle. "and what might that be?"

"a goodnight kiss. doesn't have to be on the lips, but it would be nice—"

you shut him up. he melts into it, tilting his head to deepen it, and he presses his whole body into yours, as if he can open up your skin and step inside, as close as close allows.

here is someone who understands him – here is his heart, here are his lungs, here is the flesh and bone that forms love. he loves love, and the carrot cake that love cuts for him, and the peaceful sleeping puppies resting their heads on each others' backs in love's living room.

he kisses you again, and his touch is the blinding supernova of a promise.

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QUERENCIA, chapter 3

(n.) where one feels home ; the place where you are your most authentic self

pairing - hybrid! ot7 x bunny hybrid! male! reader

genre - 18+, college au, hybrid au, fluff, eventual angst, eventual smut, humour

summary - you, a rabbit hybrid away from home to study, run into a group of surprisingly friendly and calm (also very attractive) predators who are a pack and live together suddenly run into your life like a bulldozer. the dull days of your life may turn into days of joy and laughter, or will the days turn into gloom and a sad everafter?

warnings (this chapter) - use of curseword, someone blacking out

word count - 2.9k

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You and Jihoon were staying at your apartment. Having a fun little sleepover since her major was kicking her ass at the moment. It was around mid-morning, 9 am. To your absolute shock, The ocelot hybrid has woken up at a normal-ish time. Only bad part was that she suddenly wanted to bake something at your house, together. You didn't have any baking supplies or appliances, mostly finding yourself to be the type to cook instead of bake.

"C'mon! let's go to the mall and shop!"-

"And you're going to pay..?"

"Hell yeah! I got my allowance from my girlfriend!"

"God I feel bad for her...."

"I'm being a good girlfriend ya know!!"

That was how you found yourself at a mall, with an ecstatic Jihoon, excited to spend every dime and dollar she had on creating baked goods. You were sure you’d be the one doing half, if not all the work though. You and Jihoon arrive at the department store of the mall, her already dragging you to the appliances section to buy the needed equipment. You looked at all the mixers, pots, pans, all the baking galore. They all looked as you expect, pretty much perfect and shiny. One of the mixing stands had caught your eye, it looked like any other mixer but it had an adorable rose-gold color. You just felt the need to have it so you approached it, not minding the wild Jihoon behind you that was close to breaking just about everything in the store. You held your breath as you were about to flip the price tag to show you how much it was, quickly releasing it when you realized it was a good price. As you were about to turn around and tell Youngji about it, your words stuck in your throat as you saw a familiar wolf hybrid

“Hey Y/N! Meet my friends, Namjoon and Hoseok!” Jihoon waved you down from the tool section of the store. You gulped down your nerves and walked to them.

“Hey there bun, we met on the metro right?” Namjoon greeted you with a dimpled smile and hand stretched out. “I’m Namjoon, The wolf you met.”

You took his hand with a shy smile and red cheeks. This certainly wasn’t how you were expecting to see the two of them again. “Y/N, if it isn’t obvious enough I’m a bunny” You laughed nervously.

You then looked at his friend next to him, He was near Namjoon’s height. A fox hybrid. He had sharp features, a perfect nose, high cheekbones, and a heart grin on his lips. He was just as handsome as the rest of the guys you’ve met these days. Seeing as you were looking at him, he introduced himself

“I’m Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi!” He greeted with an excited grin plastered on his face. The moment he had your hand, he shook it aggressively with his tail wagging behind him. Honestly, if he wasn’t a fox, he’d be a dog hybrid with how energetic he is. You loved his energy though! He was like the best friend you never knew you needed. He was honestly adorable, another potential for a mate.

“Anyway, what brings you two here!” Jihoon exclaimed, puffing up her chest and pushing out more of her alcohol-smelling scent. You almost forgot Jihoon was an alpha, and that you forgot to stuff your nose and scent glands with scent blockers.

“Well Jihoon, we were out doing errands for a pack member.” Namjoon answered while Hobi was side-eyeing Jihoon, looking her up and down with distaste on his face and his tail swishing behind his back. It was honestly hilarious

“No wonder! I was about to ask why the great Namjoon was in the baking section when he’d burn a damn house down!”

“Oh fuck off Jihoon, you’d set a neighborhood on fire with your skills.” Namjoon retorted with a roll of his eyes, right before bursting out laughing with Hobi. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the antics of the three.

“Since Hobi and Y/N have the most skill out of us, you two can lead the group while me and Namjoon will just be behind the two of you” Jihoon suggested with a grin, quick to push the two of you to the front with a glint in her eye that you couldn’t understand. I mean, this was Jihoon, she was probably just gonna be weird with Namjoon.

You started walking with Hobi, keeping your eyes straight ahead and trying not to embarrass yourself in front of him. You did take a few quick glances at him and he looked so calm, with a lazy smile on his face to reflect his attitude at the moment. You didn’t notice that with your actions at the moment, you were unconsciously pushing out your scent without knowing.

“I like your scent, Y/N” Hobi softly smiled at you, looking back at him with red cheeks. “It makes me feel calm honestly”

“I’m guessing you like the smell of baked goods?” You giggled softly, taking a deep breath before offering him your wrist. He in return, was quite surprised at your action but welcomed it. Hobi didn’t grab your wrist, but instead just softly smelled your scent gland and smiled. He really is a gentleman. You were grateful that he was an alpha that was one of a kind, an alpha that was kind and treated omegas with respect. He pulled away and offered you a thankful heart grin.

“You can take my wrist if you’d like..”

“Oh no it’s alright, just your scent from here is enough. You were kind of pushing it out a bit..” He teased you and laughed, not a mocking laugh but an amused laugh. His laugh was contagious, it was like something that triggered a domino effect to anyone who heard it, you just happened to be one of those people.

“I mean, I’m not the one that likes my scent.” You laughed with him and smacked his arm lightly with a grin that mirrored his. You saw how his tail was wagging around excitedly and shaked with each one of his laughs.

As the two of you laughed, you didn’t notice how Jihoon and Namjoon were somewhat conversing seriously. Their tails still, their gazes were neutral and close to cold. Jihoon’s arms were behind her back while Namjoon’s were crossed.

“You’re interested in courting Y/N to be packmate?” Jihoon said cooly and glared at Namjoon, close to baring her teeth at him. Namjoon simply nodded at her, keeping his stance and showing he isn’t scared of her.

“I’ll have you know, Y/N is my packmember in the pack of my girlfriend and I. You’ll need to get our approval first before you’ll be able to court him. You and your pack better be ready to work for it.”

“We are. My pack and I have already talked about it and we are ready to prove that we are more than capable of taking care of whatever Y/N needs.”

“Then, we’ll be talking more about this later. When your pack is present and when my girlfriend is present. I’ll talk to Y/N if he’s interested.. And if he’s not..”

Jihoon was quick to move, grabbing Namjoon by his collar even if she was a few inches shorter, the two of them so close together. She made sure to push out more of her scent and to bare her teeth at him. Jihoon was going to show him who had the authority over you between the two of them. Jihoon was also smart enough to make sure the two of you were far enough away so they couldn’t smell the bitterness of her scent currently.

“You better fucking stay away, Namjoon.” Jihoon growled, before dropping his collar and walking away, back to their spot previously behind the two of you. “Good luck, dear pack alpha.” Jihoon mouthed at Namjoon before turning back to you guys and smiling at your interaction with Hobi. Jihoon could see the way you looked at Hobi, the same sparkle in your eye like when you had a boyfriend. Jihoon swore on her life that she will protect you no matter what and no matter what it takes.

“Well, I didn’t know it was already 7 in the afternoon.” You said while glaring at Jihoon, her chuckling nervously in return. “How the hell did we even stay here for 9 hours?!”

Hobi laughed while Namjoon just sighed. “Hobi and I can take you guys home with all the stuff you brought” He offered.

“Are you sure? I live kind of far from the mall.” You said dejectedly, truly you were grateful for the offer, but you were scared to burden the two alphas when you were sure you and Jihoon could find another way home. The alphas were quick to comfort you and pat you on the head, saying that it was more than alright for them to take the both of you home. Little did you know, they had started to smell the rain on your scent which in turn made them worried so they were quick to comfort you.

You watched as the two alphas haul all the stuff into the truck on Hobi’s car, which was a black Porsche Panamera GTS that has Jihoon absolutely awestruck while you were just making silly faces on your reflection that was on the car. The two alphas have succeeded in hauling all the stuff into the trunk, Namjoon’s strength helping well.

“I’m calling shotgun!” Jihoon said with a grin, before looking at Namjoon with an unreadable expression. It was as if Jihoon was testing him, but you didn’t read too much into the situation. Opting to just get into the car and wait for the rest to also go in.

The car ride was fairly quiet, Jihoon and Hobi occasionally making jokes and talking about how each of them have been, and Jihoon telling Hobi what your address is. You occasionally heard a mention of a ‘Jungkook’ or a ‘Yoongi’ but you were sure it was probably just a coincidence. A lot of people possibly had that name anyway. You decided to just admire the outside, seeing either dozens of trees or dozens of buildings.

The 4 of you had finally arrived at your apartment. The werewolf and fox quick to get out and bring all the stuff into the lobby and get ready to get on the elevator, you and Jihoon trying to help but the other two were adamant about letting the ladies do minimal work. Now you were in your apartment, organizing all the stuff while Jihoon kept Hobi and Namjoon entertained. You couldn’t hear what they were talking about, but with Jihoon’s chatty nature, you were sure she kept the two of them busy. Just as you finished putting the last piece of equipment into one of your cabinets, you rushed into the living room.

“I apologize if my apartment is a bit small and messy, I didn’t have time to clean it” You smiled apologetically at Hobi and Namjoon. “Jihoon also made a big mess.” Which was followed by a chorus of complaints from the ocelot and laughs from the fox and wolf.

“Don’t worry about it bun, Hobi and I are about to leave anyway.” Namjoon said dejectedly, wanting to stay a bit more in your apartment. Hobi looked just the same as his pack member. “Namjoon needs to continue doing his nerdy things and I need to rehearse for a dance competition.”

Your ears had perked up when you heard the word dance from Hobi’s mouth. He did look lean but flexible like a dancer. “Since the both of you are leaving, I’ll give you two my number so we can talk more and maybe hangout next time?” You smiled, hoping they’d accept and that the three of you would grow closer. Namjoon looked at Jihoon with a questioning glance, Jihoon responding with a nod. The two of them jumped up from the couch to copy your number and save it, after that they bid goodbye and left your apartment.

“They were really nice..” You whispered with a big grin, quick to drop onto the couch and giggle like a highschool girl with a crush.

“You like them?” Jihoon asked, looking up at her with a thinking face. You nodded.

“I don’t know if they like me though, or even if their pack would want me in.”

“Oh trust me ‘mega, they do like you.” She smiled while patting your head, careful not to brush your ears on accident. “They’re a 7 member pack, with only alphas.”

You looked at Jihoon, shocked, and confused on why it sounded somewhat familiar.

“Their pack is interested in courting you ‘mega… I trust Namjoon and Hobi enough to let them court you, but Yuna and I need to talk to their pack first. Is that alright?” Jihoon said softly, you looked up at her with the happiest grin and eyes that held a big sparkle.

You jumped up from your position and tackled Jihoon from her spot on the couch, hugging her and squealing about how thankful you were. Then you started getting emotional, tears prickling and about to burst while your lips were shaking.

“Do you think.. Do you think they’ll be better than him? Do you think I’ll finally try love again?” You whispered while hugging Jihoon tight. You could feel her rubbing your back and comforting you to the best of her abilities.

“I know they’ll be better than him ‘mega, he never deserved you.. He was nothing but garbage and you were just too deep in it.” Jihoon comforted you, one hand rubbing your back and the other scratching behind your ear.

“Would you like me to get Yuna to come here and we’ll have a big cuddling sesh while watching netflix?”

“Yes please..”

Right now, you were walking home in the rain from your classes. There were only three classes that lasted around an hour and 10 minutes. You had your headset on, playing some piano instrumentals. Your left hand was holding the umbrella while the right was hugging your shoulder tote close. The rain wasn’t too hard but it was safer to not drive in the weather. The path you were taking was a path that not a lot of people took, not that it was those sketchy alleys, but it was more because it was a residential area that was mostly full of old people.

As you walked, you noticed a man crouched and hunched over a box, he had an umbrella covering him and the box and he was seemingly trying to grab what was inside. That was until you heard it, you heard the whimpers of a bunny. The moment you heard it, you immediately sped-walk to the same box the man was huddled over, in fear and worry of what was wrong with the bunny.

The man saw you and was worried about what you were about to do, but when he got a glimpse of your rabbit ears, he knew it was better to let you do what you wanted.

“Oh god, is the bunny alright?”

“I’m not sure, I just saw it out here while walking to the convenience store.”

You started to feel the worry bubble up inside you and you didn’t notice you started lightly thumping your foot. The man looked at you and you looked back. He had plushy lips and slightly chubby cheeks. You could see his leopard ears and his tail curled up underneath him, seemingly trying to avoid the rain. His dark brown and curly hair were a pretty contrast to his brightly colored ears. You then got hit by his scent, it was a smell of toasty wood, indicating he is an alpha.

“I feel like it’d be better if you were the one to take the poor thing home, I don’t think it would like being surrounded by me and my pack. Plus, you are also a rabbit.”

You nodded in response, putting your umbrella in between your armpit and grabbing the box and hugging it to your chest. It had a singular bunny, it was a black bunny that reminded you of your nieces and nephews. The leopard introduced himself as Jin and asked for your number, so he could ask for updates on the bunny and help take care of it.

“It was nice meeting you Jin and I hope you make it home safely.”

You dictated your number before giving him a thankful smile and walking away, making sure to be cautious with the rabbit.

After 10 minutes of walking home with the bunny, you arrived home and rushed to get inside your house. Texting Jihoon about the situation and deciding it’d be better if the bunny stayed at theirs instead of your home. Your home was too much of a mess from the wild baking you and Jihoon had been doing from last night while Yuna was watching. Jihoon was quick to arrive at your house, pick up the bunny and give you a nod of good luck. You knew she had a soft spot for bunnies and rabbits alike because her mate and her best friend were both one.

As you sighed and leaned back into the couch, you could feel yourself growing more weak and weak, and it felt like you couldn’t function properly. You tried to get up to get a glass of water, until your vision started to develop black spots and you just dropped.

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nino-rox · 8 months

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Since you did Eunwoo and Jungkook you should do Mingyu too so the ✨️97 trinity✨️ is complete and then maybe a smut with all three of them👀👨‍🍼👨‍🦽

Hello !

I hope you’re doing well.

That sounds like an amazing idea 🤭🫢 I’ll get started on the Mingyu fic right away!

And if you like it *enough*, tell me and then ill write the foursome 💁🏻

Thank You,

Lots of Love,

Nino.

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kjsnugget · 2 years

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Jimin x Male Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Warnings: mentions of depression and negative thoughts

Please let me know if I missed any warnings!! Request are open!

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Light knocks could be heard from his bedroom. You knocked delicately as if the door itself were fragile. Well aware many may be sleeping in the house you remained quiet as you waited for the door to open. You were greeted by Jimins unamused face, he simply moved aside to let you in. He took in your outfit he would never admit that he loved your fashion sense but he did. The way you paired colors together so elegantly while still looking casual and comfortable. You never failed to look good in whatever you had decided to wear.

When you turned around you gave him one of your breathtaking smiles that made him want to disappear. Your frame was smaller then he was the height difference highly noticeable. You stood in front of him excitedly as if you were a child on their birthday. You had news to share although you wanted to tell your brother first he didn't seem to be home at the moment. Before you could get the words to come out he had disappeared into his room.

You never understood his resentment towards you. Trying very hard to build a relationship with one of your brothers best friends had left you hurt many times. Your brother was your world and he wanted to share his world with you. He had introduced you to his friends a long time ago. Each of them had studied you and learned your behavior and one by one they loved you. You had become one within their group of friends who they cherished. All of them loved you except Jimin. After trying for so long eventually the patience you had stored away bled out.

While waiting for your older brother to come back home you decided cleaning would help distract you from time. Making your way around the home you gathered all the mess you laid your eyes on. Soon the mess was no long existent as the house sparkled. "He isn't home yet, I should cook dinner" once again your mind had began to run. You decided to make a simple dinner for them as they hadn't been grocery shopping in a while. "Dinner is almost done now maybe Jin will be home" you kept your thoughts to yourself as always.

The sound of the lock turning made your excitement go up again. Laughter filled the home as your brother walked in with with everyone. Their smiled widened when they noticed your small frame in their kitchen. "M/n I wasn't expecting you today, have I kept you waiting long" you shook your head as words failed to come through due to excitement. He sensed your excitement as his mind started to race thinking what has you so excited when it finally clicked "you got the it?” His smile grew as you nodded. He couldn't be more proud of you and how far you come in your career. "I'm so proud of you! I can't wait to see you perform!" He had engulfed you in a tight hug lifting your feet off of the ground.

The others congratulated you each of them hugging you and expressing how proud they are. "I made dinner! It's not much but I wanted to celebrate with you guys" they smiled at you appreciating you for always being so kind. "Thank you M/n we all appreciate you, is Jimin home yet?" Namjoons voice was deep and calm as he spoke "he is actually in his room I believe, he let me in earlier" Jin showed a small frown knowing how his friend acts towards his brother hurt him as well.

Jin didn't want to ruin your celebration and simply informed Jimin dinner was done and to come eat. You all sat at the long table emmersing in a conversation about your upcoming performance "so M/n when is the performance?" Hoseok asked as he ate the meal you prepared "it's next week I'm super excited I got you all tickets already" surprised by your answer of the time frame Jin couldn't help but ask "that's so quick you've choreographed your dance already" shaking your head you smiled "it's freestyle I've chosen the song but my dance will be whatever feels right in the moment" they couldn't express how happy and excited they are to see you perform.

After dinner they helped clean and you gave each of them one by one their ticket to your performance. Jimin had once again made his way to his to his room. You quickly tried to catch him "Jimin!" His body has turned to face you as your happiness began to shrink and the anxiety began to take its place " um I know you might not care but i would love if you came I understand if you don't want to" you handed him the ticket and he let a small shrug fall from his shoulders and went to his room.

Once again you became hurt by his rejection "if his rejection to friendship hurts this bad I don't want to feel the pain of rejection of my feelings for him" you stood in place as the pain wouldn't let you move. Your brother knew how you felt as he noticed when you first met how your eyes sparkled when you first seen Jimin. Why Jimin was so hurtful towards you was unbeknownst to him. He tried not to ruin your night and brought you back to the couch to play games with all your friends.

The day of your performance had come quickly the 6 men had dressed nicely in suits to make their appearance to your first show. They had tried asking Jimin to go but he refused. Not wanting to break your heart more they kept the information to theirselves. When they arrived at the venue they took their seats in the front row and waited for the lights to dim. While they waited Jimin took a seat near the back of the auditorium. He couldn't bring himself to miss your first performance under any circumstances. He never said it but he was proud of you. He never said but he loved you. He never said but you made his world better. He never told himself he was good enough for you. In his mind he wasn't.

Soon the lights dimmed down, your figure appeared. Laying on the stage the music began to fade in. Your choice of song was interesting it had little to no words. He examined as your body flowed across the stage. Moving in sync to the song like the oceans tide moved at its latest hour. His eyes never met yours he focused on your movement, the story you told as you danced, the emotions you threw in his direction were overpowering.

When the show ended you were back on the floor the curtains closed and cheers erupted from the audience. Knowing this was only the start to your career Jimin felt his emotions become uncontrollable. He felt the slight sting in his eyes as he watched you embrace your brother and his friends receiving multiple praises.

Forcing himself to turn away from you he made his way to the door. He never meant to hurt you, he never meant to love you. He believed loving you would only hold you back. He believed he wasn’t good enough to let himself love you and be loved by you. Before he could slip out the door he felt a tug on his sleeve "you came.." your voice sounded raspy as if you'd been crying.

Once again he faced you instead of a smile, their were tears rolling down your cheeks. Your eyes had become red and puffy. You held onto his sleeve hoping he would stay. You couldn’t help they way you feel, you can’t chose who you love. All you could do was let your love be, trying to force love to happen or to disappear will only make it harder to control. He studied your face looking for answers to his questions. His answer laid in your eyes, he saw the heartbreak, the love, the pain, the hope in your eyes. You did in fact hold love for him. No words were said as he pulled you into him. He held you close slowly he felt your arms reach around him as you hugged back. You both had stayed there ignoring the world surrounding you in the moment nothing could distract either of you from now

When you finally pulled away you noticed the same feelings you held onto in his eyes. Finally after what felt like forever he finally spoke to you. This time with kindness, his words were raspy due to the tears. He congratulated you and asked for forgiveness for how he treated you. You would be lying if you say you forgive him. Forgiveness takes time, forcing yourself to forgive someone never resolves the issues, it only lets it linger on until you snap. Admitting it would take time you both agreed to take things slow.

Deciding to get lunch together would be a nice way to start things off you both met up with your brother and friends. As you headed to dinner Jimin had decided to learn to control his thoughts. His thoughts, self doubt had controlled him for quite some times, held him back from great opportunities. He no longer wanted to miss out on his life he was willing to put the work and effort into making himself better to be better for not only him but for you, friends and family. Never again would he let negative thoughts keep him from something great like you.

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