Their reaction to you sitting on their lap.
“cut it out, you’re making me excited.”
continuous awkward coughing.
glances around the room to make sure no one is looking even though the action is meant to be innocent.
hard lip biting to contain himself.
“you wanna play with daddy?”
strong grip on your thighs.
little teasing tugs on your hair.
“I suggest you stop if you don’t want daddy to play with your pussy in front of all these people.”
“Y/N, stop it you’re gonna make me hard.”
little taps on your knee to keep himself distracted.
constantly sipping his drink.
“just wait until we get home.”
chokes a little on his salad.
“fuck baby, move your hips a little.”
muffled groans in your neck.
chuckling at awkward glances from the rest of the boys.
gripping the inside of your thigh.
bright red cheeks.
instant tensed body.
grips your hip.
raspy, dirty whispers in your ear.
“you’re just begging to be excused to the bathroom to get fucked, aren’t you?”
hissing at the feel of you on his lap.
rubs your clit tortuorsly.
low growls in your ear.
“so you want to tease, huh?”
“get up, you’ve got to be taught a lesson.”
leaves in the middle of dinner to beat that pussy up.
acts unfazed at first.
“naughty naughty girl.”
softly brushes his hips into yours to create a little friction.
tilts your head to smirk at you when no one is looking.
undercover dirty dirty boy.
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Upcoming Fics [♡]
ya girl’s finally back from the shadow jail so here we are. these are some of the projects that i’ve started to be posted soon (i have more WIPs though 🤡). i’m behind with everything anyways but i just want y’all to know that i’m actually working on a lot of things, just wanna make a separate one where i can showcase these pretty banners in advance that my dearest friends have made for me 💖
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this will also change after i post any of these fics so there will be a new banner after to replace the posted one. i want to maintain all 7 members' fics equally before i add the rest of my WIPs ♡
— banner by Amelia @knjsnoona
★ pairing: thaumaturge!namjoon x earthen!reader x lunar soldier!jungkook
★ genre: sci-fi, fantasy, smut, angst, fluff, strangers/idiots/enemies/friends to lovers, lunar chronicles!au, modern werewolf!au, futuristic!au, royalty!au
★ summary: a great honour as they say. when you were chosen for an important mission to Luna, you didn’t think you would immediately fall to the man that was assigned to you. when Thaumaturge Kim agreed because of his mere curiosity, he didn’t think you would be different than what he already knew. and when Alpha Jeon received orders that he couldn’t refuse, he didn’t think he would meet his mate in such crucial situations. the bond between both men was formidable until you came along but after loyalties were tested and betrayals seeped through, would you choose between them still?
— banner by Solaris @jamaisjoons
Ϟ pairing: human!yoongi x asteria!reader
Ϟ genre: greek god!au, fluff, smut, angst, strangers to lovers
Ϟ summary: you knew fleeing from Zeus wouldn't be easy but you couldn't give up that fast without trying your hardest. enter someone who you didn't expect could be the key to your survival so maybe, just maybe you might have a chance.
— banner by Valerie @kookdiaries
⁕ pairing: prince!seokjin x reader
⁕ genre: magical realism, royalty!au, strangers to lovers, eventual smut, fluff, heavy angst, action, historical!au
⁕ summary: you have always been the adventurous type with your curious nature. but with both your parents gone, you have no choice but to serve your Father's second wife along with her daughters, ceasing your dream to travel the world and explore what those places can offer. however, you didn't mean to encounter a strange boy along the way after having a chance to escape. could he stop you from leaving just like your Mother once did?
— banner by Maria @joyfulhopelox
pairing: project partner!jungkook x reader
genre: smut, online college!au, quarantine!au, enemies to lovers
summary: a tech mishap that led to you both being partnered for this final project. you need to pass but what if this stupid hot classmate of yours wants to make sure that you don't?
— banner by a talented friend :)
pairing: business student!taehyung x photography student!reader
genre: smut, angst, fluff?, fake dating!au, road trip!au, rebound!au
summary: he’s aware of being a rebound, he's about to change it though
— banner by Ash @jimilter
pairing: boyfriend!hoseok x girlfriend!reader
genre: smut, fluff, established relationship, PWP-ish?
summary: you pay Hoseok a visit to the hospital to make him feel better
— banner by Dee Dee @sugasbabiie
pairing: fuckboy!jimin x reader
genre: smut, enemies to lovers, college!au
summary: he’s the bane of your existence, though you have no choice but to put up with his ass when your photography club assigned you to him
— banner by Moon @lavienjin
pairing: ta!namjoon x reader
genre: smut, angst, college!au, strangers to lovers
summary: your astronomy ta’s pretty difficult but you’ve never backed down from challenge before
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double dare, m | ksj, knj
pairing(s): seokjin x reader x namjoon
— also yoongi x reader, implied ot7 x reader
summary: Kim Seokjin calls to issue a challenge. A (double) dare, if you will. He says you can't take two dicks at once. Kim Namjoon, his roommate, argues that you can. Well, you never back down from a dare, especially when it involves Seokjin and Namjoon.
warnings: rated M (18+) for language, low-key horny crack + chaotic energy; smut (fem reader, doggy, threesome, slight D/s dynamics, mild restraint, nipple play, finger sucking, fingering, double penetration); non-idol!AU - ot7 x sex friend!reader, focusing on Seokjin and Namjoon in this one :D (cough with some Yoongi)
'journey (to the dick)' au aka you as the main character in harem hentai and BTS is your (horny af) harem
“What? Ah, f-fuck!”
“I need you to get over here. There is a particular matter that needs to be discussed,” came the very serious, no-nonsense tone from your phone, speaking rather sternly for someone who called you three times in a row and forced you to answer in the middle of your, ahem, dick appointment.
You were holding the phone in one hand and your other was on the bed, fingers clutching the sheets, jerked forward periodically with firm, hard thrusts.
Someone was shouting behind the one on the phone.
“I told hyung that you could take dick in both holes and he doesn’t believe me!”
You immediately recognized that deep, sultry voice in the background. Still, you needed to address the accusation first.
“Kim Seokjin,” you panted. “What the fuck?”
You could hear his exaggerated eye roll. Well, you couldn’t, but you could, you know?
“Namjoon thinks you can take dick in the pussy and the ass at the same time,” Seokjin spat as if that was utter bullshit. “And that’s just not possible.”
Smack! “Why–” Smack! “Would–” Smack! “You–” Smack! “Think–” Smack! “I couldn’t – mmm, fuck, yes right theeere, fuck, so deep and so hard, ugh, you’re so good…”
Seokjin continued like you weren’t in the middle of getting fucked right that very second.
“Because, okay, you could take some small dick, sure, but us? Us? Come on, you totally couldn’t.”
“That was absolutely absurd of you to say so, Kim Seokjin,” you snapped, your words curling into a lustful moan as a firm hand pushed the small of your back down, forcing you to your elbow, leisurely spanking your ass hard with his open palm, keeping you on the edge, so close to hitting your peak but not quite there, thrusting steady but rough.
The headboard was hammering the wall at the same deliberate pace.
The neighbor who lived on the other side of the wall was cursing again.
“Are you both going to be home?” you gasped out, all of your muscles tensing. Almost…
Seokjin snorted. “Pfft, obviously, we are human beings who sleep, you know–”
“We’ll see about that.”
You hung up on him.
“I gotta go.”
Surprisingly, the deep, husky voice behind you actually responded.
“After this one.”
“You asshole, you are holding out – a-ah, wait, oooooooh, fuck!”
"I took a shower, Yoongi helped me clean all my bits, I dried my hair, went back home to put on a fresh dress and you're fucking ASLEEP, KIM SEOKJIN, WHAT THE FUCK?!"
“Zzzzzzz – guh!”
Total chaos as you threw yourself onto Kim Seokjin’s lap, disturbing the perfect image of self-proclaimed Worldwide Handsome laying on the couch covered with a fluffy white blanket and squishy alpaca plush with a red neck scarf tucked in his inner arm, grabbing said plush and smacking him with it repeatedly as Seokjin lost his shit, flailing about and throwing his arms over his head, wailing at you to stop. His roommate, Kim Namjoon, was unabashedly cackling like a lunatic behind you.
“CEASE AND DESIST!”
“You–” FWOOP! “Bossy–” FLOOP! “Pillow–” BOOP! “Princess!”
“Hell no,” Namjoon snorted in laughter. “I’m having a great time watching.”
“First you doubt me, then you fall asleep on me, what’s next, you–”
Seokjin grabbed both your wrists, thinking he had won, already cheering for himself, only for you to plant your tits right onto his handsome face, his nose jammed right into your cleavage because of the sweetheart neckline of your red lace dress, hot breath warming your chest, brown eyes wide, grip on your wrists lessening in his shock. You yanked your hands out and clutched his head, sinking your fingers into his black hair, violently muffling his half-squeal, half-moan with your breasts, blaringly obvious that you weren’t wearing a bra because your prominent nipples were already hard and creating stiff peaks under the fabric, poking him incessantly in the cheeks.
You gasped as another pair of strong hands grabbed your forearms and made you release Seokjin’s head, forcing them up and your back to arch. A deep voice dipped down to caress your ear, not paying attention to Seokjin who did not detach himself from your tits.
He was making the most of it while you were distracted.
“Woah there, what do you think you’re doing?” Namjoon drawled, grip tightening, bending your arms back, elbows up, pressing your wrists to your upper back. “That’s not a punishment.”
You tried to breathe but Namjoon’s heavenly deep voice was taking your breath away.
“You know what punishments are.”
He pressed your head back, leaving your arms the way they were, and Namjoon’s sultry eyes appeared, half-lidded brown orbs completely visible because he had cut his hair very short now, dark gray-brown and spiked up, cocking an eyebrow at you. You whimpered at his gaze, suddenly feeling hotness on the curve of your breast, lips pressed to one of your nipples, and then wetness closing in, sucking you through lace and satin, the short flared skirt rising because of your spread thighs, but there was too much fabric between you and Seokjin’s hardness, the blanket and pajama pants and boxer briefs, so frustrating, about to lower your head to rectify that, but Namjoon’s palm pressed into your chin, fingers closing in around your cheeks, immobile.
“Where do you think you’re looking?”
Every time Namjoon smirked, one of his dimples peeked out at you. Ugh, so sexy.
“I… I’m s-supposed to be punishing Seokjinnie…” you gasped out, feeling said man’s teeth nicking at your nipple through your dress, his large hands closing in on your waist, pulling you closer, causing you to bend back more, unable to escape Namjoon’s grip and gaze.
Namjoon tilted his head, amused. “Yeah? Were you so, so mad that hyung wasn’t awake so you could show off how well you can take it in both holes?”
You didn’t want to whine and be pathetic, but Seokjin’s mouth and hands were all over your breasts and waist, pinching you through your clothes and sucking on the hard nubs, rushes of pleasure clouding your head and making you forget your defiance, remembering all the things Namjoon liked, like when you were so drunk on sex that you just gave into him, now whimpering and opening your mouth, your tongue sliding out, feeling him shift his palm, Namjoon’s finger leisurely tracing your lips. Your tongue followed, licking the pads of his fingers, rolling your body into Seokjin’s mouth, wanting to grab his shoulders but not letting yourself do so because Namjoon hadn’t allowed you to do so yet.
He liked you bad, but he also liked you obedient.
“W… Want it…”
You felt Namjoon’s other hand tangle in your hair, fingers molding to your scalp, sliding two of his long fingers into your mouth and making you suck on them, your eyelids fluttering as he fucked your mouth with his fingers, rubbing your tongue, pushing your arms down, your name growled by that deep, deep voice.
“Look at me.”
You fixated your eyes on Namjoon’s stern expression, shuddering as you felt Seokjin push the sleeves of your dress down, scooping out your breasts, moaning as his lips touched your skin, hot tongue teasing your hard nipples and you couldn’t tell him to do more or less, trapped by Namjoon’s fingers in your mouth and his hand in your hair, tugging at it lightly so you sucked his fingers like a cock, vision hazing out at the helplessness of it all.
Voluntary helplessness, to be clear.
“You want it? You had Yoongi-hyung fucking you earlier and now you want more? So dirty and so insatiable,” Namjoon taunted, not meaning it of course, because how could he mean it when he too wanted it all, knew you were insatiable and loved it as much as the rest of them, addicted to the feeling you gave him, pushing your head down, fingers still in your mouth. Seokjin raised his head, black hair, large brown eyes, pink lips lush and full and gorgeous, meeting the image of fingers sliding in and out of your glossy lips, your eyes glassy and reflected in his.
Namjoon pushed his fingers apart, opening your mouth.
Your tongue lolled out, swiping around his knuckle, staring into Seokjin’s eyes.
The oldest was dirty-minded but resistant in showing it, clenching his jaw, weakening as your fingers danced up his arms and you moaned his name messily between Namjoon’s long wet digits, tits pushed up by the neckline of your dress straining under them, knowing your sensuality was irresistible and infectious, placing your hands on his broad shoulders, pulling him closer.
“I still… don’t think you can take us both at once…” he breathed, staring into your eyes.
You smirked, Namjoon’s fingers sliding out, saliva smearing onto your chin, the taste of his skin on your tongue.
“Only one way to find out.”
And you leaned in and kissed those perfect lips, soft and passionate kiss, wrapping your arms around him, fingers splaying over his back and in his hair, his name trapped in the kiss, sudden hardness pressing to your back, breaking the first kiss and turning your head to be trapped in another, full lips commanding the lip-lock, two different hands on your breasts, Seokjin and Namjoon toying with them, the rush of pleasure only just beginning.
“Whose face am I looking at?”
“Obviously mine,” Seokjin scoffed. “Do you even have to ask?”
You gasped. “But Namjoon is so handsome.”
Seokjin rolled his eyes. “Yeah, but you want him to make you look at him, so that completely defeats the purpose of being forced when the default is you facing him.”
“Also, hyung thinks he’s the most handsome,” Namjoon chuckled, tugging your dress off, kisses across your chest as it left your body, hands travelling to push your panties down.
“No,” Seokjin choked, affronted as you moaned and gripped Namjoon’s shoulders, enjoying his powerful grip. “I am not that self-centered. I just happen to like how I look very much. Namjoon is very handsome, capable, and intelligent.”
Namjoon shoved a finger inside your wetness, making you stumble into the sofa, raising your leg to place it against Seokjin’s naked thigh, almost falling if it wasn’t for your ass being suddenly grabbed by Seokjin’s firm hands.
“You are still clumsy, Namjoon,” Seokjin sighed, lowering you slightly to look over your shoulder.
You reached back and held onto the sofa, Namjoon’s mouth on your nipple and his finger in your soaked pussy, thrusting deeply to match his swiping tongue, maddeningly slow but rough, so dangerous, losing your mind at the leisurely pace, trying to buck your hips to get more but Seokjin’s hands were preventing you.
You heard the oldest huff and make a disapproving tongue click.
“Not like that. She likes it faster than that.”
Namjoon knew that. Obviously.
Your eyes widened.
He smirked around your nipple as one of Seokjin’s hands left your ass.
“Seok– oh, fuuuck!”
You gasped as you felt another finger enter your dripping pussy, another finger of a different hand, stretching your walls and a different pace, faster, your eyes rolling back, head hitting Seokjin’s shoulder, but either he didn’t notice or didn’t care, your moans in his ear, Namjoon matching the rhythm, oh, shit, they were fingering you together, Seokjin from between your legs from behind and Namjoon from the front, the backs of their hands slick with your juices, Seokjin’s other hand still squeezing one ass cheek and Namjoon’s other hand on your waist, his mouth on your breasts.
“Come on, I know you’re close,” Seokjin muttered, exhaling hard. “I can feel your pussy sucking me in, asking for dick already.”
He was not normally one for dirty talk, but sometimes Seokjin let himself got lost in the lust, lost in the moment of your throbbing walls and shaking body, moans of their names tumbling from your lips, filling up their living room with obscenity and depravity, thrusting in unison, loud and wet and heavy breathing blending with your sound, pushed to the edge, thighs tensing, electricity flashing throughout your nerves.
“Namjoon, Seokjin, fuck!”
Wet squelch, sweet gush of your juices soaking their hands, your eyes rolling back, yelping as Namjoon’s hand retreated and Seokjin stuffed another finger in you. You didn’t need to say it, one glance at Namjoon and he could see it, harder, hyung, she can take it, gasping as Seokjin obeyed and Namjoon's wet fingers pressed onto your throbbing clit, wild howl at the contact, sparks of sensitivity because it was right after your orgasm, heat at your neck from Seokjin’s cheeks, his teeth finding your shoulder, biting it, maybe from his realization of how crazy this moment was or in the heated moment of wanting to feed you even more pleasure, but the sharp unexpected pain only hiked your moans, Namjoon rubbing your clit as Seokjin shoved his fingers into you hard and fast, the angle a little awkward but there was so much going on that it didn’t matter, already there once again, obsessed with the overabundance of ecstasy, I’m cumming, fuck, Namjoon, Seokjin, a-ah, clit engorged and pulsing strongly to Namjoon’s punishing touch, words jumbled and woven with breathless cries, orgasm crashing down and soaking Seokjin’s hand once more, thick and sweet and honey-like, viscous juices clinging to your inner thighs, painted with your high.
Namjoon leaned in, silencing your shuddering gasps with his mouth, deep kisses and swirling tongue dazing you, aftershocks flinching through your torso as he pressed his fingertips to your jerking core, lowering you from the crashing waves, whispering darkly against your lips.
“We haven’t even started.”
Releasing you, and you were already turning around, meeting Seokjin’s gaze and his panting smile, kissing it, sighing contentedly in his touch, just something about those lips and his large frame surrounding you, something about the way he shivered when you sucked his breath away and drank it, almost innocent, but not that innocent, because the second your wandering hand found the condom on the sofa and pressed it into his palm, his lips curved into a teasing grin, nipping at yours.
“Already?” he teased.
You reached between you and him, fingers ghosting his length, smirking at Seokjin’s gasp, gazing at him under your lashes.
“You get hard from kisses, Seokjinnie.”
“I – gah, d-don’t…”
But he didn’t mean it, of course not, because he was humping your hand that was closing around his hot, hardening cock, stroking him slowly from base to tip, spreading the pre-cum over the sensitive head, his jaw clenching at the feeling, desire and need clouding his eyes, pupils blown-out, ripping open the foil packet, heavier exhales, staring into your eyes.
“You want to look at me that bad, huh?” he breathed against your lips, fishing for it.
You gave it to him, exactly what he wanted.
“Mhm, Seokjin, I want to look at your handsome, perfect face while you fuck my pussy and Namjoon fucks my ass.”
He sucked in a breath, caught in his throat.
“You’re crazy, but so, so hot.”
Eh, you’ll take it.
You moved your hand and he rolled the condom down, yelping as you captured his lips again, addicted to his kiss and his soft cries, his hand and your hand guiding his stiff cock to your quivering pussy, already saturated with slickness, spread knees and lowering body, sinking down onto him, moaning into his mouth and he moaned into your throat, suffocating each other with your noises, rolling your hips and breaking the kiss, both of your faces pointed to heaven with the true heaven between your connected hips, pleasure at being filled and doing the filling, his hands on your ass to push you down.
“Hyung, spread her ass,” Namjoon ordered behind you.
You pitched forward slightly, wrapping your arms around Seokjin’s shoulders, gasping as you felt him tug outwards, sinking his fingers into your softness, your lips pressed to his cheek, his sweet voice murmuring your name, filling you with warmth despite being exposed so vulnerably.
You inhaled deeply, breathing in Seokjin’s clean scent.
Then you flexed your asshole, tightening and relaxing the ring of muscle.
“Fuck, that’s so sexy.”
You gazed at him in your periphery, eyes widening as you realized Namjoon too was naked now, muscular body towering behind you, flicking open a bottle of lube and spreading it over his fingers, rubbing them together as they became shiny and slippery, catching your interested expression.
He smirked, dimple on display. “Ready?”
“I’ve been ready since I walked in the door, Namjoon,” you smirked back, enamored with his seductive dark brown eyes.
“Nah, you were ready the second Seokjin challenged you and said you couldn’t do it.”
Oops, he got ya.
You gasped hotly, feeling his fingers press up against your tight hole, tracing circles and teasing you, pushing into your ass in the opposing rhythm of Seokjin’s rocking hips, your hold on Seokjin’s shoulders tightening, hearing him gasp with you, watching two Namjoon’s fingers dip in and snake into the tightness, both of them inhaling sharply at the sound, wet squelch and your wanton cry, your hips rocking into it, pleasure shimmering all over.
“T-That’s still not a dick,” Seokjin managed to get out, still stubborn but mixed with awe regardless.
“Gotta stretch her out,” Namjoon chuckled. “Don’t wanna hurt our good girl, right?”
Well, if you weren’t in euphoria before, you definitely were there now.
“Shh, I got you, just enjoy.”
You arched your back a little more, Seokjin sliding down to accommodate, slowly thrusting and gasping at the sensation, turning to him and intense kisses, needing to occupy your mouth, fullness in your ass and your pussy, whimpering as your felt Namjoon’s fingers flex, nudging your muscles to relax, core throbbing, clenching around Seokjin’s stiff length instead, so good, oh, yes, it was so good, his kisses and slapping your hips down, wanting more, already chasing more, intoxicated by the feeling of both your holes being filled.
You heard the bottle of lube fall to the floor and the slick sound of hand on hardness.
Shivers up and down your spine.
You broke Seokjin’s kiss, gasping.
“Tell us that you want it,” Namjoon growled.
Drunk on the idea, commanded by lust.
“P-Please, Namjoon…” you breathed, eyes hazy and half-lidded, staring at Seokjin. “Want you to fuck my ass as Seokjin fucks my pussy. Want you two to ruin me.”
The brown eyes beneath you widened, mouthing, you’re crazy.
You grinned, Namjoon’s fingers buried in your ass.
“Told you, hyung.”
His fingers pulled out, pushing the small of your back down with his palm. One a second to mourn the loss and then your eyes widened, the thick head of Namjoon’s cock pressed against your ass.
Wait, maybe you should have asked if Namjoon could be in your puss–
You clutched Seokjin’s shoulders, digging your nails into him as slowly, carefully, Namjoon’s girth entered your tight, tight hole, still tight even through he worked you up and stretched you out, the lube helping him slip inside, your mind going blank, realizing that maybe you went over your head a little, but too far to turn back and, to be honest, you didn’t want to turn back, the fullness already too good to regret it, gasping as Namjoon gripped your hips, holding you completely still as he bottomed out, hot breath on your shoulder blades.
Your mind wasn’t so blank that you forgot to speak.
“Still…” you panted, slowly grinning at Seokjin’s shocked and stunned face, his jaw dropped as he felt and witnessed it. “Think it’s impossible for me to take dick in both holes?”
“Y-Y-You…” he sputtered, choking a little as Namjoon began to move, his scrambled words mixing with your lustful moans. “Are absurd.”
It was almost too much, but Namjoon did not let you command the pace, instead firmly keeping you in one spot as he nudged Seokjin to move, guiding you both expertly, groaning when you pulsated around the two dicks, able to feel the reverberations from the closeness, body to body to body, trembling from the overwhelming sensation, Seokjin thrusting up from below, his handsome face tense, panting with effort.
“Oh, fuck… it’s so tight… fuck, I can feel it, I can feel his dick fucking your ass, that’s so weird…”
You weren’t quite sure what he expected to feel. What did Seokjin originally think he was getting into when he called you? He was the one who had been touting their superior size! What did he think it would feel like–?!
“A-Ah, y-yes, there, like that, oh f-fuck, like thaaaaaaat…”
You forgot about questioning Seokjin’s brain, refocusing on the feeling of the consistent thrusting and depth of the two cocks, an almost melodic rhythm and substantial fullness. There was a sweet spot, right, oh, there, Namjoon’s hand flat against your back, his deep grunts of effort paired with each smack of hips to ass and Seokjin’s crotch to yours.
Oh, huh, were those loud, pitched moans resonating off the apartment walls you? But the ecstasy too high, too real, too good, so good that you seemed to forget that it was already very late at night.
Surely their neighbors would complain – was that part of your brand now? oops – but it seemed that neither Seokjin or Namjoon noticed or cared, pants and moans and groans and chasing carnal pleasure, irrational, wild, heads thrown back, lashes fluttering and lost in bliss, stuffing your tight, wet heat from both holes, kissing Seokjin sloppily before turning your head to make out with Namjoon, his teeth trapping your tongue and sucking on it, gargled moan and shaking body at the mercy of his iron grip, snapping back to Seokjin’s pillowy lips, juxtaposition of hard and soft, crashing pleasure and coiled constriction, letting go, orgasm overtaking you in shudders, not realizing you had been so close, their names falling from your throat between fucked-out, loud, blissful cries.
Couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but peak in that gratifying elation, shivers up and down your spine, the lower half of your body throbbing and trembling, chin lowering only to witness Seokjin shutting his eyes and clenching his jaw, groaning out your name as he shot into the condom, jerking cock twitching inside you, vibrating front to back, no, that was Namjoon’s low hiss of your name, his fingernails digging in your hips he shot into your ass, your eyes snapping open, thick spurts of his orgasm so strong that you could feel his cock twitching deep inside, your pulse roaring in your ears, chest heaving, struggling for breath.
Feeling far too proud that they both came with you.
Namjoon’s sweaty chest hit your back, sandwiching you between that big body and Seokjin’s broad shoulders. Seokjin looked to be two seconds away from passing out from the ecstasy of orgasm.
“Don’t… question me… again,” you snickered, panting heavily.
Seokjin mumbled and shrugged, incoherent.
“I think he’s saying you could do this, but not the reverse of him in the ass and me in the pussy,” Namjoon clarified, kissing your shoulders with an amused chuckle.
“What?!” you roared.
“We still have unfinished business.”
“Yoongi, I just got DP’ed last night. Have mercy.”
Kisses on your neck, lowering the strap of your bra, wrapping his arms around you, purring your name.
“I guess you can buy me dinner and we can watch a movie instead.”
“I have to buy?!”
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rekindle the spark (teaser) | kim seokjin
➛ pairing: husband!seokjin x wife!reader
➛ genre(s): angst, fluff, smut, married au, non-idol au
➛ summary: you and seokjin were both desperate to rekindle the spark that your marriage once had. desperate enough to where you two even considered listening to your friend’s advice and seek comfort from strangers. will the spark in your marriage finally be rekindled, or will it diminish completely beyond repair in the end?
➛ warning(s): smut, infidelity (kinda, they both have sex with other people), mentions of divorce, protected and unprotected sex, sad seokjin and sad reader, they are also both parents (this is just a summary of the warnings, not the whole thing)
➛ word count: tbd
➛ release date: unknown
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Rage and lust for power had driven you to tear your throne from the entrails of others. You were a woman without mercy. However, to Kim Seokjin, you were the rightful queen – and he was ready to prove himself to be your faithful servant.
Word count: 8k
Warnings: mentions of murder and violence, war, sport shooting. One (1) Anna Karenina reference (sorry fellas I like Tolstoy 🥵)
# dark royal AU, sub!Seokjin, queen!reader, hurt/comfort, sort of historical AU, unrequited love, angst, marriage of convenience, violence kink, choking, madam kink, oral sex (female receiving), breathplay, cum play, unprotected vaginal sex, overstimulation, breeding kink, masochist!Seokjin, possesion kink.
Read Kneel before your queen while listening to its own Spotify playlist
Your history up to the throne was stained with blood. Your marriage was stained with blood. Your reign, your crown, the halls of your palace – they were all stained with blood.
Luckily, the bloodshed had paid off; you no longer had a foolish king by your side, and no one had the guts to stand up to you. You didn’t know where your humanity had gone after all this, but it had never led you anywhere.
You lived in a country where the sky was always cloudy and where mist covered every single corner. It was a dark, cold place of stone, and both nobles and commoners had gone mad a long time ago. They were born mad, you were absolutely certain. You had been there a long time, your heart seized by power, and you were no longer a foreigner.
More, more, more. It had always been like that – since you were a little girl, there had been a consuming rage growing inside of you.
With each foolish choice that you could not refute, with every unnecessary war, with every glass of wine that your husband guzzled, with every ball in which your feet ached and your hands stiffened as you were waltzed from one side to another. It grew within you before you even knew; a deep hatred, a lust for power. If only her hands were shaking, you remembered what they used to say.
But your hands never trembled.
The times when you rode through the capital in a carriage, wrapped in a blue mist, in the dawn of youth, when your chest grows wider and wider and tries to swallow all the blissful beauty in the world, your soul sold for a kingdom, were long gone.
That part of you was long dead; she got killed.
“Your Majesty.” The dim lights illuminating your office trembled when your counsellor opened the door. “Invitations to the Masquerade are to be sent out, but there has been a change.”
You sighed, putting down the quill.
That was the reason you despised having to be both the king and queen. Your council could take care of some things, but not all. And apparently, the Masquerade was more important to them than the war budget, even though your troops were on the front line to expand your territories.
“What is it?” you finally asked.
“Duke Seok-min has passed away, and his son Seokjin has inherited the title. You must change both invitations,” your advisor informed, talking quietly.
“Tell one of my ladies-in-waiting to take care of the matter.”
“Yes, but— His Grace would like to be received and acknowledged as the new Duke by Your Majesty before the Masquerade. You do now, madam, that it is stipulated in the treaty. You cannot possibly refuse.”
As if that was his true intention. You knew the now Duke Seokjin; he was as handsome as he was ambitious. Contrary to what people would think, you did not like men like that. The farther they kept from your prize, the better, and his family had always had his eyes fixed on your throne.
He should better remember what happened to your husband, and how strong your soldiers were.
“This kingdom won’t survive another civil war,” you muttered, taking back your quill to resume your paperwork; “especially not against me.”
The man in front of you gulped. “Indeed, Your Majesty.”
“Send an official letter to Red Rivers. Duke Seokjin will be gladly received at the palace.”
Naturally, when he arrived with his court, he did not do it hat in hand, unpretentiously, fearing his queen’s anger. No, it was noisy, it was colourful, contrasted with the whiteness and numbness of your city. He brought music, and he brought dancers, cheers, drew suspicious glares towards him.
But he did not care.
You were already awaiting with your court in your throne room by the time Seokjin was bathed and dressed accordingly.
“Your Majesty.” Once he arrived, showered in swooning and praise, he bent the knee in front of you and kissed your hand gallantly, making your court smile and swoon. “I come to pledge allegiance to you. For Queen and Country.”
The court exclaimed back. For Queen and Country.
Your counsellor whispered something to your ear under the duke’s intense staring and turned to glance at someone in the crowd. Nodding, you then turned back to him, chin resting on your knuckles. He found your eyes oddly fascinating as you said, “Would you care for a shot tomorrow, Duke?”
You needed to find out his intention on his coming here. If there was something you had learned, it was not to trust anyone – especially handsome faces.
“You must admit that your request is rather odd. What will be of your land during your absence?”
You had gone quite deep into the forest that surrounded the south of the castle. Beside you, your loader was making sure your weapons were ready. Beside Duke Seokjin, his was doing the same, except that he would occasionally slip glances of terror at the presumptuous nobleman until you spoke up.
Both loaders understood not to disturb your conversation.
“I will find someone to take care of everything,” Seokjin muttered as the vassal carefully handed you the gun. “With my men at the front, I only have to— oh, here they come!”
The gun practically aimed itself, your instinct moving your arms as if there were a spring in them. After the flock of birds flew off, leaving the fallen behind, the ground reeked of blood. “Must I remind you, sir, that your family sided with my late husband during the war?” Next to you, Seokjin flinched when you shot. “Losers are not free to decide.”
“That was my father, Your Majesty – he and his idea that a bastard prince would weaken the crown.”
“It would have, most certainly,” you conceded, aiming again.
That’s why I had to kill them.
You commanded the party to move on to the next spot, although Seokjin didn’t seem too keen on the sport. It was a tradition; a king had to show to his subjects that he could shoot his enemy stone dead and protect what was his.
“I am glad to say that I bring only good news from the front,” he said suddenly, preparing to aim. “Will you make us an empire if I am ever to give you the chance, Your Majesty?”
“I am not sure about being an empress, but I will bring my people land, wealth, and power.”
Seokjin chuckled. “Three of my four favourite things.”
You could only mimic him, and it was his turn to aim. He was a decent shot, far better than what you had expected at first, and you were aware that there were only a few horsemen in the north better than him.
The smell of blood was deluging your senses, the metallic odour lingering on your nose. It seeped over your lips, invisible. It was a smell you had grown attached to.
“La belle dame sans merci.”
When you turned around, Seokjin was staring at you – he was staring at your blown-out pupils. The view sent a shiver down his spine, electric and bracing, which travelled back up his body and pooled under his tongue.
“Mercy doesn’t rule a kingdom,” you answered without looking away. “Mercy doesn’t secure you the throne.”
“But it secures you allies,” he retorted.
You shook your head with a grin, now utterly uninterested in your next shot. “Power does. Or are you here to have me pat your head and flash you a timid smile?”
“Her Majesty’s Lieutenant?”
Seokjin had gone to the Council Chamber first thing in the morning to meet with your courtiers.
Your advisor didn’t know what to answer, taken aback by Seokjin’s confidence. “The position is vacant, Your Grace, but—”
“I ought to find an occupation,” he continued, taking a seat in front of the puzzled old man, “if I wish to stay in the capital. That is what Her Majesty said, if you will allow me, quite firmly. So, I thought that I might employ myself as her Lieutenant. I do have the experience; military, administrative, logistical…”
“But I am not quite sure whether the son of the man who manipulated the late king and who tried to dethrone Her Majesty is the best fit, Your Grace,” your advisor retorted. He then tried to find support from the rest of the courtiers, who just kept quiet.
“Where is Her Majesty?” Seokjin asked, nonetheless.
“She is, er— she must be either in her office or strolling about the palace gardens.”
After a fairly long search, Seokjin found you sitting on a stone bench under the shade of a rose-apple tree, deeply engrossed in thought, not minding the snow around you; the morning light was sullied by the haze, permanent in the capital, casting barely half of it through the thick leaves above you. Your face, as always, made his heart shrink.
Some seconds passed and, seeing that you would not answer, either too pensive or too little preoccupied with what he had to say, Seokjin took a seat next to you.
“These gardens are dreadful,” you suddenly muttered, still not looking at him. “Most of the flowers here can’t bloom in such cold weather, and they need more sunlight than they can get. They all die, eventually. This place kills them without blinking an eye.”
“What about lilies?” Seokjin pointed at the reddish flowers hanging from the stone walls. “I heard the bulbs may benefit from a winter chill to produce big blooms.”
“But they don’t thrive until spring.”
He turned his head to you. “No winter lasts forever.”
It had been announced all across the capital, the execution of your counsellor. A neat shot in the forehead, in private, clean business and not a word of cheering while you stood to watch him fall down on the ground, regal and solemn. Not a word of warning coming from your lips, either. You probably liked him.
“I like your new advisor,” Seokjin continued at your silence. “I was talking to him earlier. He seems loyal enough.”
Not like the one before him.
“I am terribly intrigued by your intentions, you know,” you chirped then with a soft chuckle. “I heard you wish to be my Lieutenant, but I know you want more than that, or else you would not have come from so far a land to meet me under such a silly pretension.”
Caught red-handed, Seokjin laughed nervously and looked away. “Surely you know, well… I have a very ambitious family, and I think that only the palace might protect me from waking up stone dead on my bed.”
“Ah, so you seek protection.”
Contrary to the capital, the Red Rivers were a rich, beautiful place located in a valley between the First Mountains and the frontier with the northern kingdoms. The House of Red Rivers, thereupon, had always been a major military force for the monarchy. Strong, well-fed soldiers and a strategical location, only they could ever stand a chance against you.
Or at least that was what Duke Seok-min thought; with a king maddened by conspiracies and a young queen too naïve in the ways of the world, he only needed to wait for the perfect chance to seize your throne.
“Only until I sort things out in my family tree,” he clarified.
You knew about Seokjin’s younger brother, Kim Namjoon; great leadership, a tender heart, but too many shadows next of kin harping him to stop the new duke’s contested ambitions and seize the sway of his lands. And even if he might not do it himself, who knew what his relatives were capable of?
“I understand,” you muttered, “but I’m afraid that I cannot help you, sir – I too have a side of the bargain to respect, and it could be presumed that I have made you my hostage, or that I plan to seduce you and take over your lands.”
“You would not need to hold me hostage to achieve that.”
At his flirting – or courting almost, peeking through his intentions – you arched your eyebrows and tilted your chin in defiance.
“I will not remarry.” Your voice was firm, albeit you carried on with your words with a little hesitation that you utterly deplored. “I refuse to become another man’s breeding cow and give up all the power and influence I have gained.”
“Make me your concubine, then.”
There were some of your ladies-in-waiting promenading around the garden. “Let us continue this conversation somewhere more… private,” you finally said and led him to your sitting room.
The Royals Apartment were not too far from your private garden. Upon your entering the first drawing-room, you sent for a servant and ringed for some tea, which you would serve – you did not want a single soul around during your conversation.
Seokjin took a seat in front of you as you waited the few remaining seconds for the teapot to be ready.
“I cannot see why my staying here, or becoming your Lieutenant, or becoming even your concubine,” he insisted, “could possibly provoke a rebellion in the palace. Didn’t the Treason Trails extinguish all the dissidents left at Court?”
“Enemies can sprout from anywhere,” you answered simply as you poured steamy, rich tea into one of your beautiful cups. “Even from here. Surely you know that I am in a difficult situation; a young, widowed, childless queen with half the nation against her and the other half dying on the front.”
“You know that you can crown any of your bastard children if you have no heir apparent.”
You couldn’t help the cruel laugh that burst out of your throat. “What makes you think I’m going to let you impregnate me with that filthy cock of yours? You are of no use to me.”
Seokjin laughed quietly, oddly fascinated by your crude wording. “They don’t call you the Bloodsucking Queen for nothing, I see. As your lover, my position and title would be secured, that is no secret. Do tell me, Your Majesty – what may I offer you along with my filthy cock?”
You suddenly cupped his cheek in your hand, and he closed his eyes and rubbed his face against your touch, indulging in the warm contact.
“I guess I could make good use of your soldiers,” you considered, looking away as Seokjin kissed your inner wrist.
“You may use them whenever you want. Conquer with them, slaughter with them,” Seokjin groaned, and he watched your thumb go down to caress his lips. “Show the world that you are unstoppable – I am at your disposal.”
“That’s a tempting offering, Seokjin. Are you sure you can pull it off?”
Your hand travelled to his scalp, and you tugged at his hair to lock gazes with his half-lidded eyes, pupils dilated and covered with a thick haze of lust. Why did he not fear you? How could he not shiver before you, plead for mercy instead of begging you to hurt him?
“You are a very strange creature by way of a man,” you muttered rather to yourself, looking into his eyes.
Seokjin now began to kiss your neck. “I want to be swallowed by your eyes, Your Majesty. I want you to devour me, to burn my skin with yours, turn me into dust. I want to live in your fist so you can keep me warm. I want to see you burn the whole world down and then kiss me breathless.”
“You would burn with it,” you whispered, “the fire would swallow you too.”
But he just chuckled, kissing down your chest as he unbuttoned the front of your gown. Even better.
Your hand tugged at his hair, stopping him in his tracks as he grinned up at you. “Do you plan to ruin a young, unmarried lady’s innocence too, Seokjin, apart from her kingdom?”
“I only plan to ruin myself – with you.”
Your taste, your flesh, your piercing gaze on him, that was all he wanted. That was all Seokjin could think about as you hiked the skirts of your gown, the bottom of your chemise, until you bared your soft thighs to him.
Seokjin stifled a needy sigh.
“Prove it,” you finally said, voice heavy with desire. “Prove that you can be of use to me. Prove me that you can hold a bit of a burn.”
He rushed to the floor and knelt before you. You were quite wet already, his teasing proving to be worthy of your arousal. But he was not smug about it, rather grateful. At least so were his lips, brushing softly against your folds, breath hitching in his throat. Your smell pierced through his brain and almost made him drool over your cunt.
With your sigh as a signal to get on, Seokjin’s lips parted your folds, hands on the edge of the silken chaise to support himself. He first delved his tongue into your slit, and you couldn’t help gripping his hair again – it had been long since you last had something to clench around.
Tongue out, Seokjin lapped at you with broad, gentle pressure, not so clear whether he was testing the waters or plainly teasing you. Your hand on his hair proved to be enough of a prompt.
“Your taste is so good, ma’am—” Seokjin murmured in between flicks, breathing through his nose.
You moaned a bit too loudly when he wrapped his tongue around your clit, skin prickling at the pleasure. It had started to build up in the pit of your stomach, more eager and aroused than you were willing to admit. Your fingers held Seokjin’s head in place as you ground against his face, and he replied with a muffled groan, intoxicated with your cunt.
“S-shit,” you let out, spreading your legs to give him some more room on the chaise. “Keep going, Seokjin, just— just like that…”
Seokjin crawled up and settled in between your thighs on the elegant, ancient chaise, and you were quite sure that the lewd mix of your arousal and his spit had begun to spill down on the silken cushions of the furniture.
“Fingers—? M-ma’am?” he managed to ask.
You looked down at his cum-covered chin – even the tip of his nose had some of your juices smudged on it. “Not yet,” you said, losing your breath. “I’ll let you know when.”
Nodding, Seokjin returned all of his attention to your clit, lapping at it and delving his tongue into your slit with lewd slurps. As the coiling tension in your lower back engorged, you gasped and ordered him to finally use his fingers, which Seokjin obliged with a groan of utter, pent-up lust for you.
He slipped a finger inside and curled it, unwilling to risk your orgasm fading away. You spread your legs farther, his elbow now able to rest and gain momentum.
Seokjin could just watch in awe how your wetness spilt down his digits, smudging his knuckles and even the palms of his hands. His cock throbbed in his breeches, your voice was so tortuously sweet, pushed him to flick his tongue faster and curl his digits deeper into your cunt.
A few seconds later, you came with his head trapped between your thighs and your fingers pushing it even harder against your cunt.
“E-enough—” you breathed out once you rode out your high, pushing his face away.
Seokjin pulled away with a certain twinkle in his eyes, bright and dark at the same time, exhilarated but also as if he were sinking deep into a state of drunkenness.
Smiling down at him, you wiped the remnants of your arousal from his swollen lips. “I imagine you expect some kind of retribution—”
“Dance with me tomorrow.”
“Seokjin—” Your fingers swept away from his cheeks in an instant. “I know what you intend to achieve, but you won’t succeed. Your behaviour is suspicious enough, and my courtiers have begun to whisper. I do not wish to slice any more heads, let alone see mine chopped off.”
“What is this sudden weak speech, ma’am?” he asked, trying to provoke you.
“There is no weakness in being cautious, although perhaps you’re not aware of the concept,” you replied, letting him curl up on your still bare chest. His lips on your breasts send warmth through your lips.
“I will gladly please you again if that’s what it takes, Your Majesty,” Seokjin purred before delving again between your legs, peppering kisses on your inner thighs. “Very gladly.”
You beckoned at him. “Up.” And he stretched his neck upwards in an instant. “If you are trying to put me in a compromised situation so that I end up seeing myself forced to become your wife, you are quite mistaken. I would have you shot in front of the entire capital before hanging my face low and take it.”
“Ah, that is more like Your Majesty,” he said with a relieved smile.
“I loathe your arrogance.”
“Just one dance,” Seokjin insisted, and you could not stifle a sigh. “It does not have to be the first, we may wait till all your guests are too drunk to notice.”
“If only you were not so strong-headed, Seokjin…” you muttered, stroking his cheek again. “Then I could find myself enjoying your pestering. You may as well travel north and find yourself a younger queen with a little less blood on her hands – and fewer people awaiting her murder.”
“I will be by your side, I will show you that I can.”
You just had to let him prove himself to you one last time, once more and for all.
Both eagerly and suspiciously awaited throughout the capital, the day of the royal masquerade celebration finally arrived. Your offices had taken great pains to make the event as sumptuous as possible, and you were looking forward to it; Seokjin would finally leave once the party was over, and you could regain your unrelenting peace.
He saw you walk in, announced by the chamberlain, wearing that crimson red ball gown and white mask, your posture as regal as always. And he saw you subtly looking for him in the crowd.
You danced four times, each of them for the sake of diplomacy and peace within the kingdom; you used to be fond of dancing, but not anymore. It reminded you of a different time, a softer, more tender part of your life which you now remembered with bitterness.
Later in the evening, after a quick supper that proved the food to be fairly better than the one from last year, the wine and the liqueur began to pass by your guests’ hands more frequently. By midnight, they were most of them inebriated and, surprisingly enough, having fun.
Finally, Seokjin saw his chance to approach you and request a dance.
“This would have been a most suitable moment to poison an enemy or two,” you murmured, taking his hand.
“They seem to be enjoying themselves this evening,” he whispered as you waltzed; “surely you don’t want to ruin it for them? It might come out rather helpful when you find yourself in need of a broader war budget or coax the liege lords that are revolting in the west.”
You pouted. “Hm, you might be right about that. Perhaps you’re not just a pretty face.”
“Oh, Your Majesty – I am many things.”
The two of you spun in the middle of the great hall, and it was almost beautiful. You almost felt fluttering and sweet for the first time in ages, felt like the rottenness in you had vanished when Seokjin had made it as visible as possible. The world, for once, did not reek of blood, your hands were warm only with sweat.
Maybe they noticed your smile, maybe they did not. For once, you didn’t care.
Seokjin took you back to your throne, where your ladies-in-waiting welcomed you, and bowed his neck shortly before vanishing into the crowd.
No one expected your company and conversation for quite some time. After a couple of hours passed, the guests began to look around in search of a bite to take into their mouths, and you beckoned at the footmen to bring the tables with the second supper, a feast to satisfy the self-indulgent swine you surrounded yourself with.
As you were to announce it, a nobleman suddenly stumbled to the front of your throne, showing up with loud, shrieking cackles. “Her Majesty, the cock-sucking queen! M-may I have the next dance?”
The hall went silent after the words echoed through it. As heads and eyes turned like hawks to you, expectant and fearful, otherwise amused, you remembered Seokjin’s words and smiled a bit breathlessly.
“I am afraid that the viscount is rather inebriated this evening. Praetor” – you then turned to your courtier, whom you flushed from his spot next to the tall window – “call for a servant and have him sent to the Lower Chambers. I will take care of it after the ball.”
“Should I— should I send for the quaestor?”
You nodded softly and watched your guards leave the hall with a strong grip on the still laughing viscount.
“See?” Seokjin appeared from behind you and handed you a glass of wine. “They are all relieved, but not for him. They are happy that their queen managed the accident without ruining such a nice evening with blood. How much were you looking forward to stabbing a spear down his throat?”
“Quite eagerly,” you muttered in response, taking a sip.
“And staking his neck against the wall?”
You turned to him with an amused smile. “How come you’re enjoying this, Duke? Should I appoint you Master of the Lower Chambers? It is beautiful employment, I must say.”
“I’ll leave the duty to Your Majesty – I am rather wary of blood,” he retorted. “But I do enjoy the bloodlust in Your Majesty’s eyes.”
Then a gentleman interrupted to demand your hand for the next dance, which you could not refuse. Seokjin watched you walk to the centre of the hall with a content smile and went away to fetch himself another glass of wine to wait out your return. He ought to drink his jitters away if he wanted to impress you.
Conversing sulkily with other courtiers, Count Jongsoo turned to him when Seokjin reached his hand to get his drink. The nobleman smiled, no longer interested in what the courtiers had to say, and greeted the duke with a polite smile.
“You must count yourself rather fortunate, sir,” the count continued; “Her Majesty never dances with noblemen outside the court.”
Seokjin put on a brief smile. “I do appreciate her kindness.”
“She used to, before His Majesty’s… death. But she no longer does. I imagine that she does not wish to… encourage misguided ambitions.” Seokjin stifled a chuckle; it was the count’s ambition the most misguided here – if he thought that the crown would end up on his head merely because he was the king’s fourth cousin and the queen had no heir. “Do you think so, sir?”
“I believe that not even the unwavering encouragement will put all men off when it comes to such a woman,” he simply replied.
“She used to be beautiful,” Count Jongsoo said, looking at the empty throne. “I remember when she would drive through the capital when His and Her Majesty were just married; but her beauty withered, she killed it. Now all one sees in her is blood on her hands and the shadow of a power-hungry tyrant.”
“Life in the palace is rather painful if you have no ambition,” Seokjin retorted with a slight frown.
How could anyone expect youth and beauty to survive in a place like this? Where the sun barely appeared, where it was always cold and damp, the chill seeping into your bones. And yet, and yet, you were beautiful, in a way.
“Do you agree with her— with her methods? She’s a vamp, a bloodsucking warlord. We nobles who are not at court are of no interest to her… She never takes us into account. One faux pas or misheard whisper and we might as well say goodbye to our heads. Surely we think alike, Duke?”
However, Seokjin chuckled. “You do know what you mustn’t do, sir. If Her Majesty has an iron fist,” he continued, glancing at you sideways, “you better not provoke her anger.”
“You must feel protected in the palace.” The man’s tone had changed completely, now cold and mangy. “Is your brother not to visit?”
“If Kim Namjoon wishes to” – they both jumped at your sudden appearance, and you walked up from behind them with your favourite wine swinging in a glass – “then he will be welcomed gladly, as any other of my lieges would.”
The man hastily bowed his neck to you. “Your— Your Majesty.”
He then made up a poor excuse, lamented greatly having to turn down your society, and went away as Seokjin tried to stifle a very amused chuckle.
“I do not recommend turning the eastern overlords against you just for the sake of my name.”
“I was not protecting anything, Your Majesty,” he excused himself and sipped his wine; “I was merely stating my honest opinion. I’m not a flatterer, and I must admit that I find adulation tasteless. Besides, it makes my skin blush, which is rather embarrassing for a man in my position.”
You could not help smiling at that. “I must not praise you, then.”
“Oh— but praise is something quite different. I do revel in a word or two to fawn me, especially if it comes from your lips, ma’am.”
Again, you just stared at him, pondering. Seokjin would give each of his limps to know what you were thinking, whether you had finally started to take a fancy to him. His heart swelled at the mere thought, expanding across his chest with hopes of requited devotion. Seokjin had felt your warmth already, and there was no way he could part from the capital now.
He was hot, he felt so hot against you, almost burning.
After sneaking into your chambers the night before he was supposed to part back to Red Rivers, waking you up with the soft stroke of his fingers instead of a dagger against your throat, you could not let him leave without, at least, kissing him. You let him slither into your bed, too. It was clumsy at first, both too overwhelmed after so long without feeling another person’s touch.
Seokjin had whimpered as his fingers first entered your wet heat, and you had groaned, too, your own digits raking through his hair. You could not let him slip away; you would not let him.
“Ma’am, you kill me,” he had groaned in a whisper when you rid yourself of your nightgown, breasts bouncing in a playful greeting. Seokjin let you cradle him against your chest. “You kill me, you’re killing me,” he was now chanting, almost in a fever, relishing in the truth behind his own words.
Your lips on his blushing neck peppered excruciatingly light kisses. “I’ll mark you mine, Seokjin. All mine—”
“F-fuck.” He took a deep breath when you moved your other hand south, to his bare stomach. The trail of hair to his crotch felt soft under your finger pads. “I’m yours, yes, damn it— please, do something, anything.”
You watched him close his eyes; Seokjin’s body was trembling, he was sensitive. As your teeth nibbled his jaw, travelling to his earlobe, you finally deigned to press your hand against his crotch, tearing a whimper from his throat.
Seokjin was glad your bed was so soft underneath him, or else it would have melted his body as you wrapped your fingers around his cock, pumping it with slow but firm moves. There wasn’t a part of himself that wasn’t shivering and throbbing, his mind spinning with the sound of your voice caressing his ear, telling him how much you wanted him inside of you – whether it was his cock or his tongue.
“Such a pretty neck, look at this,” you purred. “I’m going to make it even prettier with some marks, what do you think?”
It was not clear how he managed to nod. It wasn’t really clear how his body managed to do anything, given his out-of-mind state. “Mark me, please, I’m all yours.”
Honestly, it was not really clear who was ruining whom here.
Once you had pumped his cock and made it hard enough – beet-red, tip leaking precum down its shaft, sensitive to your heavenly touch – you raised your thighs and sank down onto him; as you adjusted to his size, you could feel the delicious stretch, almost forgotten in the corner of your memory. You mewled on top of him and, were it not for his hands keeping your hips still as Seokjin tried not to crumble down at the feeling of being swallowed by your wet heat, you would’ve most certainly started to roll them down like a maniac.
“Lord,” he cried, fingers gripping your flesh, “G-god, ma’am, so— you feel so good…”
You bent down to kiss him hard. “Seokjin, you fill me up so well, I guess…” You stopped to take a deep breath. “I guess I could make use of your cock.”
“It’s yours,” Seokjin whispered.
“Yes, i-it’s mine.” Your voice came out as a growl, and it made him twitch, fucking back against your thrusts. His face had grown hot, his head was spinning in ecstasy and melting pleasure. “Mine, f-fuck—! All mine, Seokjin, you’re all mine—”
Your cunt was even wetter than before, making Seokjin’s cock work you open so easily. You were positive that your arousal had begun to leak onto the mattress.
“Yours, yours—! O-oh God,” he moaned, and his eyes crossed. “There, j-just like that! S-so good!”
“My legs are tired—” you groaned. “Would you mind getting on top?”
With an eager nod, Seokjin turned the two of you around, hips nested between your warm thighs. His cock slid back into you without delay, and you shared a deep moan as you kissed him again, hook-like fingers gripping his nape.
Then Seokjin pounded into you again, promptly, quickly picking up your unrelenting tempo. You tilted up your pelvis in an attempt to swallow him whole, and he trembled at the feeling of your dripping cunt fluttering around him. The feeling of his balls swinging against your ass was overwhelming, your face scrunching in pleasure.
You were so sweet, so merciless, so sanguine. He loved you.
The thrusts of his hips, sliding his length in and out of you, were desperate. Your skin was burning, sweating and creating painful friction against his. Burn my skin with yours. Every part of your body was tense, building up to a brutal climax that was getting closer. Your entire being ached for him, burnt for him – how could you ever let him escape from in between your legs? Oh, you could not. Not ever.
You looked up at him, and your pounding heart shrank in your chest.
“If you betray me— if you ever dare to betray me,” you suddenly groaned, grabbing his jaw with your hand roughly. When you locked gazes, Seokjin opened his mouth to answer a silent reply, “I will come back and shatter you.”
His cock twitched inside of you. You kissed him roughly, moaning against his lips to savour the last seconds left for him to orgasm, hungry for the warmth of your body. When you pulled away he whined, but his voice turned into a whimper when you bit down his neck.
Seokjin’s lips peppered kisses on your cheek fervently. “G-go on, please.”
“If you betray me” – your voice came out between panting breaths as you instructed him to start moving again – “I will kill you. I will— I will choke you to death, stab you to death. I will kill you so easily.”
“Kiss me to death, love me to death; b-burn me to death with your skin,” he moaned.
Your fingers crawled up his windpipe like a sly spider. He stifled a gasp, too excited at the thought. His body was plunged into yours so deeply, it was raw. So wet and warm. His mind was spinning around, eyes watching your contorted face, saliva pooling in his mouth and under his teeth.
You pressed with your thumb and stared at his reddening face. “Why do you want me to kill you? Why don’t you fear me?” you cried.
“Because I love you,” Seokjin managed to say. “I— I love you, and I can’t have you.”
Even if you weren’t going to be his, he could be yours – he could let you have him pressed in your fist and at your mercy, he would let you kiss him stone dead. Whether it was his heart or his soul that you crushed, he’d let you have it.
I love you. The words itched in your throat, craving to be uttered but, for some reason, you couldn’t bring yourself to speak. Your eyes burned, and a tear fell down your cheek.
Seokjin chuckled breathlessly, barely able to kiss your neck.
“I can’t be your angelic-faced lady. You can’t walk me around. I have no blue mist left,” you moaned as your hand tightened around his neck.
Yours was a world of blood, and everything you touched rotted and died; he would be challenged, his children would kill each other for the throne, he would live in this dark place and see you lead it to war after war.
“I want it all,” he cried, gripping the sheets when you clenched around him, your thumb pressed against the side of his windpipe, “I w-want you, they’re all you, it’s all part of— f-fuck! Oh God!”
His face reddened quickly, and he looked down at you so lovingly – it had to be a lie, he had to be lying and pretending he loved you—
Suddenly Seokjin tensed above you, pushing your hand away gently. “I can’t— please, I can’t—” he said before even getting his breath back, and his voice cracked in a whimper. “Please, let me come!”
His plea was accompanied by the twitching of his length inside you, hot and wet, so you grabbed his wrists and pulled him towards your chest, feeling his skin burning against yours. There was a dark haze covering his eyes, and his blown-out pupils were out of focus. The knot in the pit of your stomach grew, almost close to unravelling.
“Kiss me properly.”
He obliged eagerly, his lips crashing against yours and surprising a moan when you nibbled his lower lip. With your whispered permission, he was coming, filling you up and shoving his seed into you before it began to leak out down your thighs.
“Fuck, sorry!” Seokjin cried, still thrusting into you. “So good, ma’am, sorry! Are you— did you—”
“Stay still, don’t move your hips,” you grunted.
As you thrust up against him, your swollen clit rubbed against his pubic bone. You curled your toes in pleasure, fighting the urge to rip his neck off with your teeth, draw bloody-red lines on his back with your nails, feel his skin with yours to the point of melting together. His moans and whimpers of pain only fuelled your desire.
His body felt soft on the flesh, tired in the bones, not so fledging and rather ageing, at least in a prospective way. So easy to break and crush beneath your fingers. There was a certain youth in him, which you witnessed at your wedding, when you were cheerful and liked to sing and fill the castle with your music and your laughter, that had already started to wither – he was, somehow, no longer the young, handsome heir to the greatest noble title in the kingdom, flashing smiles and blowing kisses to the ladies. And somehow, too, he was still all of that.
“I’ll take all of you,” you growled in a whisper against his ear, piercing his back with your nails, “every single ounce of you— all of your seed, all of your power, all of your body, all of your love. I’ll take it with me, Seokjin, you’re mine.”
“We would be so powerful together,” Seokjin whimpered. “I want you to take me, milk me— and my power. Be— the tyrant they fear you might become.”
With your legs hooked around his hips, you felt his cock twitch within your walls. “Come for me again, Seokjin, fill me up— w-want me to carry your bastard prince? Want me to take your filthy seed and make it a b-baby? Then come inside of me! F-fuck, I’m close!” you groaned against his cheek, nibbling his earlobe.
“Oh God, I’m—!” He was throbbing, once again too close to his climax to wait for you. It would be a miracle if he did – and you wanted to see his face of pleasure. “So good, s-so good, ma’am!”
The overstimulation hurt, sent jolts of pain deep into the pit of his stomach and let them spread through his body. He ached into you, hurt to good, you were wrapped around him deliciously, milking every last drop of him, sucking his life and moans and, honestly, even pumping the blood into his heart with the sight of your trembling body.
“Does it hurt?” you asked, breathless, and he nodded fervently. “I’m g-glad.”
“Yes! Yes, fuck, it hurts so much— love it when y-you hurt me, ma’am, God, love it so much—!” Seokjin’s hips began to stutter, thrusts clumsier as he approached his second climax, but you were teetering on your orgasm too. “Oh, f-fuck!”
His cock kept massaging your inner walls, trembling fingers rubbing your clit. As the sounds of smacking flesh got louder and erratic, you kissed him again, left him breathless.
“D-don’t stop, Seokjin, don’t you dare stop!”
When you clenched around him again, his hips stuttered, and he cried against your shoulder, “I-I’d never, ma’am—”
His pelvis meeting yours in clumsy, frantic thrusts, arms hugging you in fear you would slip away from his desperate grip, his cum began to ooze down your inner thighs, exuded by his girth. Maybe trying to make room for his next load of seed, who knew. But it mixed with your own cum, made it sloppy and oh, so arousing.
You were losing composure as your grip on his hair got tighter, even painful – but Seokjin just howled:
“God! God, ma’am, please— p-please, let me come! I can’t hold it!”
His lips lowered onto yours under the pressure of your palm, and you kissed him fervently. Teeth caressing his plump lips, bruising them. You needed him to melt into your body.
“Let the whole palace know,” you grunted, mouth pressed against his jaw, “let them know how much— h-how much you want to come inside of me, fill me up with your cum, shove it deep inside me with your filthy cock—”
“Need it so bad, Your Majesty! S-shit—! I want to fill you up until— until your cunt is leaking with my cum, ma’am!” Seokjin cried.
His face was red, sweaty, eyes wide open and jaw dropped as pleas spilt out of it.
With your nails clawing his back, you ordered him in a whispered not to stop, and the feeling of his cock bumping into your inner bundle of nerves relentlessly finally made the lump in your stomach snap; with his name on your lips and arching your back, you climaxed around him, walls clenching that pushed him over the edge too.
“Right there, Seokjin—!”
“I’m coming!” he whimpered. “Y/N, God, I’m— I’m coming again, p-please, your legs…!” You hooked your legs tightly around his hips, help them roll into you with your calves. “Oh fuck, just like that, Y/N, s-so good, so good!”
One last half-heartened thrust and he went still on top of you, warm cum soon flooding you.
Perhaps his sweat – or yours, for that matter – was made of lava, or maybe his skin was ablaze because he feel burning against you. You slowly started to catch your breaths, tangled in each other’s arms, and you carded through his hair, pushing it back to stare at the sparkles in his eyes.
You cupped his face and brought him up to you, breath hitting his lips. “I will not make you my concubine.”
He let out a defeated chuckle and closed his eyes.
“That much I knew,” he said then, peppering kisses on your cheeks. “It will pain me to leave, Y/N, you must know that. I do not care if you find me—”
As your arms wrapped around his neck in an attempt to fight the chills that had started to take over your body, Seokjin’s body pressed against yours, and you sucked his lip into your mouth with a playful giggle.
“I will make you my consort.”
Behind your throne, there was this fresco painted a long time ago by artists from the royal court. It depicted a beautiful host of angels and gods from the skies and the seas. They watched over the king and his kingdom and looked after the welfare of the people. The blue mist covered the stone walls and the ceiling with intricate gold detailing.
There is no blue mist left.
They said you still had the king’s blood on your hands when you were crowned. You remembered it vividly – it was warm and sticky, abusing your nostrils and nesting in your lungs and the pit of your stomach. You didn’t hesitate a second to take over the throne.
His crown was waiting obediently on a blue velvet cushion, this time immaculate. The gold glittered in the candlelight with stars of white light, and the rubies and sapphires sparkled.
Seokjin glanced at you when he heard your chuckle, muffled to everyone else by the High Priest’s reading.
You looked beautiful, breathtaking, but then, you always did, at least to him. So powerful with your red mantle solemnly placed on your shoulders, in contrast with your snow-white wedding gown. Snow and blood, it was you, his favourite thing – above land, above wealth, above power.
As your eyes, ever so cunning, stared back at him, Seokjin felt a shiver of ecstasy down his spine.
You did not love him, that much he knew. But now he held hopes that you might, eventually, in that future that you would face together. Now he knew that there was a chance that you could love him beyond his troops and prolific lands, beyond his handsome face. Seokjin was now your consort, and as such, he had years ahead of him to love you, just as he had done for so many years already. Loved you from afar, loved you through the veils of blood and snow around you.
“I, Seokjin, take thee, Y/N, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better and for worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part; and thereto I plight thee my troth.”
Then the High Priest held out what would be his crown from now on, chanted a solemn thread of praise and cultic admiration to the dynasty, and placed it on his head under your proud gaze.
With a smile, he knelt before his queen.
Soon, if his plans worked and you were willing, though, he would kneel to his empress – he was willing to make you the most powerful person on this earth.
Seokjin then stood up and turned around to the sight of you, holding out your hands, grinning. No sign of repentance in your face, no meek sweetness or eyelashes fluttering as you looked down. You would give him none of that. You were his queen – sa belle dame sans merci.
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Dirty ABCs | Seokjin and Angel
Grab your water because this is getting thirsty!
Pairing: Seokjin x reader/OC (Angel)
Genre: headcanons, smut, fluff
Rating: 18+, minors dni
Trigger warnings: Cockwarming, Cumshots (face, mouth, chest), Creampie, Cumeating, Bondage, Saint Andrew‘s Cross, Impact play, Nipple and clit spanking, Riding crop, Objectification, Body tray (using body as a food tray), Submission (slave) and domination, Discipline and punishment, Deegradation, Pinning, Masturbation, Oral sex, Sex toys (vibrator, nipple pumps, clamps, wrist restraints, cockrings). Mentions of threesome, mild exhibitionism and teasing in public.
Edited by Goddess Almighty, Queen Of My Heart, @joheunsaram, this is all for you, muffin 😘🥰
Here’s my masterlist
Aftercare: For Seokjin, aftercare is mostly a way for him to calm down and for Angel to take care of him emotionally. Angel is usually okay after a scene as long as Seokjin isn’t feeling guilty or dirty or distant. So it’s mostly her performing aftercare on him, while he prefers staying on the receiving end, getting his body scrubbed and his hair washed, or being fed while being held. He really likes being hugged while talking. He’s also into cockwarming after sex, since he feels like he’s being protected and that he’s reconnecting with his vanilla side.
Body part: TITS. Jin loves the entirety of Angel, but he has a thing for her chest. And her face. She’s so beautiful, and so clean-faced. He loves being the only one who sees her pretty face crumble in pleasure when she cums for him. Now, Angel loves Seokjin’s hands and lips. He loves watching his lips kiss and suck at any part of her body.
Cum: Seokjin loves to cum inside Angel’s mouth. When he’s feeling especially naughty, he wants to cum on her face, then get inside her and see her ecstatic expression covered in his semen as he coaxes an orgasm out of her. Angel likes cumming on his cock, mostly because of how whiny he gets when she squeezes him with her cunt; plus, once she discovers she can cum without him touching her clit, just ramming inside her, she decides that’s her new favourite way to orgasm.
Dirty secret: Seokjin wants to tie Angel up to a Saint Andrew’s Cross and use a riding crop to spank her clit and nipples. Of course he has plans to make that happen, he just needs to figure out a couple more details. Like whether he should buy a cross and then turn it into… a coffee-table? Angel wants Seokjin to use her body as a food tray, ignoring her entirely while he eats, only to turn her around and fuck her against the table once he’s done. She wants to be treated like a slave just once. Just to try.
Experience: Jin has had a couple of partners before Angel, but he never went that far. He’s always been a freak, but way too restrained to try things out. Only with Angel he realised he could get what he wanted without feeling like he was disrespecting his partner. Angel has had maybe two partners. Maybe just one — the guy who cheated on her with a girl they had a threesome with. He was a freak through and through, and it only felt natural for Angel to join him, but she’s always been a bit of a freak — and she has always known that.
Favourite position: MIS-SIO-NA-RY. For both of them. A soft go-to for romantic sex and a hard and fast jackhammering. Though there is some debate on cowgirl — especially once Seokjin starts shoving Angel on his cock.
Goofy: these two can be major goofs when having sex. It’s pretty common for them to start laughing when something is extremely out of character, but they have a special look they exchange to make sure that laughing is okay at that moment. Such an agreement came after the mood was ruined by inappropriate cackling, so they found a way to look for the other’s permission. Once one of them starts laughing, the other one follows suit. After releasing tension by chuckling, the sex turns very playful, the best expression of Angel and Seokjin’s genuine friendship and companionship.
Hair: Seokjin keeps things neat, but he doesn’t put too much effort on that. He prefers staying as natural as possible, with some trimming when the situation gets out of hand. Angel trims her hair short, she has a specific electric razor to make sure it doesn’t get long but also so she can shave comfortably and safely.
Intimacy: Seokjin aims at intimacy mostly during aftercare, when he needs to feel Angel extra close and loving. Also, on romantic nights. Sometimes he just needs to go vanilla-galore all over her, and spoil her and just… treat her like a goddess. During soft lovemaking, these two just say ‘I love you’ a lot. Most of their intimacy is unspoken and really physical rather than verbal.
Jack off: Well, there are cases where it’s strictly necessary. Though Angel does it a bit more than Jin, he still is a pro at it. He actually prefers when she’s around to do it for him, or can “assist”. He just wants to cum on her tits or her mouth. Or her face. Angel just uses toys when Seokjin is away. Or sometimes when he’s around but is feeling lazy and is not in the mood and she needs to get laid: she simply picks up her small, efficient vibrator and gets stuff done. Though sometimes Seokjin changes his mind…
Kink: Ooh… Seokjin is learning how to actually dominate. However, he already knows a couple things, like punishments, discipline, degradation and impact play. He sorts of assumes he’s into restraints too, but he’s still trying to figure that out. Angel truly enjoys power dynamics, and she absolutely adores subbing for Seokjin, especially since her ex never had the kind of authority that Jin can muster and impose on her so easily. She likes being pinned and degraded by Seokjin. She finds it extremely exciting when he grabs her and uses her a little, when he doesn’t give her a chance to fight back. She likes feeling overwhelmed by him, like she’s finally unraveling him from that polished outside that he curates so expertly. She loves being the only one that gets to feel the beastly part of him on her own body. Truth is, she’s even more proud of being the one who lets him liberate himself and finally embrace his true passion and pleasure.
Location: Their home because Seokjin is shy. But as long as there’s a flat surface and a lock on the door, he’s game. Actually — the flat surface is not truly necessary. Just wait and see. Anyway, Seokjin is super glad that Angel is almost always ready when he wants to get dirty. Most of the time he’s the one dictating when and where, and Angel is entirely okay with that. Saturday night in their apartment is code for “do not disturb, we’re smashing. Maybe across the kitchen floor so absolutely do not enter”. If they’re out in public, there’s a very low chance of Angel teasing him. If she does, she’s very subtle, and in a rather private public place. Think of a hand on his thigh while he’s driving with her somewhere. Blowing him in the bathroom of a rooftop restaurant.
Motivation: The easiest way for Seokjin to get horny is seeing Angel showing off her boobs. If she's going around the house in a t-shirt and a pair of shorts (no bra), consider her busy for the next two hours minimum. She's most definitely trying to get fucked. Sometimes she might even forgo the shirt too. Seokjin can't stand her being stressed, because of her being moody and hard to deal with, he'd much rather get some dopamine and oxytocin running through her by fucking her against the kitchen table. Especially if she's being exceedingly argumentative. However, if she's truly stressed and tired, then expect him to take the lead and try to relax her as… as deep as he can. Angel's greatest weakness is watching Jin doing the housekeeping. Cooking is excellent for sex on the counter. The laundry is freaking amazing for sex on the washing machine — even better if the machine is running. But the absolute best is when he's using the mop for the floors and she can drop her clothes and scold him for not cleaning properly. It always drives him mad and subsequently leads to Angel getting fucked exactly the way she wants.
No: Third parties in the room. Angel absolutely doesn't want to share. It's mostly due to her past experiences rather than Seokjin himself. That's her only strong no. Seokjin supports her fully and he has no interest in adding anyone to their mix. Angel is more than enough to deal with. Jin has a couple hard No’s, mostly linked with Angel teasing him in public, but also her flirting with other people. She’s rather cheeky and he gets a bit mad when she gets too comfortable with his friends. On more sexual terms, he’s still exploring; however, he already knows he’s not okay with anything considered strictly hardcore.
Oral: sloppy, hungry, fast. That's the way Seokjin wants it done. Yes he's fucking hung, but he doesn't care how much Angel takes in her mouth (throat, actually), he rewards the enthusiasm. He appreciates plenty of sucking, and encourages Angel in pumping his balls in her mouth. Angel goes insane with oral sex. I mean, have you seen his mouth? Meow, purrfect. He can make a kitty purr for sure. Angel's most definitely.
Pace: The fastest, the furiousest. This man is a fucking train. He won't stop. Till he's broken Angel through and through. Though some slow rolling of hips is used to tease and arouse and torture, and eventually to please on calmer, sweeter nights. Nevertheless, they both prefer to go as hard as possible. If they don't break they're not done yet.
Quickie: strictly limited to emergencies, but they love them. They can't have casual quickies because they usually turn on multiple rounds and torture, so they must be on a schedule, like ten minutes left before one or both of them has an appointment or has to leave. Usually that happens with Angel bent over or pinned to the wall while Seokjin goes wild all over her.
Risk: Depends. Usually no. If Angel's been naughty enough, well, Seokjin can consider. It's mostly about restaurant bathrooms, car back seats, and some very mild inappropriate touching on lifts, think of Angel standing before him, discreetly rubbing her ass against his crotch. Oh, and one backstage storage room. Once. Never gonna happen ever again.
Stamina: if I had to rate it, I'd say 8/10 solid. The point is burning out, not burning steady. The goal is running out of energy, so they don't hold back, they do their thing for however long that takes. But Seokjin can most definitely handle multiple rounds. His record is probably four, but he doesn't like going there often. Foreplay and one or two rounds is more than enough for him
Toy: a big yes for Angel. For Seokjin too once he gets used to the idea of them. Angel likes vibrators, the more unusual the better. It needs to do something that a dick can’t do, so no dildos. A big yes for breast-toys (her boobies are hella sensitive). She’s also a fan of restraints (mostly hand ones but not exclusively) and impact toys. A big toy freak. Seokjin embraces her love for cockrings (especially vibrating ones).
Unfair: Seokjin? Yes. Very. Angel won’t get to cum unless he has tortured her for at least twenty minutes. Sometimes he sets a timer and edges her until it rings. Sometimes he keeps her tied up while he cums over her body — her chest especially. He likes reminding her consistently that he is superior to her as long as the scene is going. But once it’s over, he is quick to remind her she’s his partner, his equal, and anything that happened during the scene was just an act.
Volume: Angel is super quiet. She can exercise incredible volume control — and she is particularly encouraged to do so by the fact that Seokjin can be extremely shy about his moans and grunts, keeping them on the low. Especially when going vanilla, she really needs to pay attention to spot his little whines. At some point in their relationship, she admits she wouldn’t mind him controlling himself a bit less, vocally speaking, and from there on Seokjin gets gradually less shy, finally being the loud, messy man he is in his everyday life.
Wild card: Seokjin practices impact play on pillows when Angel is not at home. Mostly to make sure his game gets really safe and good before he uses any new toy on her. Once he learns how to use a riding crop, Angel can’t stop asking for it for weeks.
X-Ray: Girth? Considerable. Length? Excessive. The combo makes it impossible to take him without a stretch. He’s a grower. Angel’s power is all in her boobs. Her ass is on the flat side, but Seokjin wouldn’t have it any other way.
Yearning: Seokjin is the usual two-rounds-on-Saturday-night kind of dude when he first gets intimate with Angel, but mostly because he thinks that’s the way it’s supposed to be. He wants it a lot more. Once they start exploring, he feels free to ask for foreplay or sex pretty much whenever he wants to. Angel is up for daily masturbation/oral sex. They either end up going kinky on Saturday night, or doing the nasty mid-week and go for some fond, soft vanilla once Saturday night rolls in. Still, they’re not the kind to go two or three nights in a row: too exhausting.
Zzz: Angel gets sleepy during aftercare, but she tries to stay up as long as possible if Seokjin doesn’t feel okay. Sometimes he notices she’s sleepy and reassures her she can fall asleep, since the greatest comfort for him is knowing that no matter how cruel he was to her during playtime, she loves him and feels safe to sleep in his arms. Oh, and he’s clingy. He spoons.
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— summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don't get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.
— pairing: hybrid bts x human f!reader
— genre: fluff, angst, smut
— warnings/content: explicit sexual content! unprotected sex, oral (m/f receiving), breast play, fingering (f), knotting, seokjin has a big dick™️, slight dom!seokjin vibes (but not really any sub!reader/sub!jk), edging, breeding kink, there’s probably some spelling mistakes but just pretend u do not see them, i’m tired sjdks
— word count: 6.5k
— tag list: here (the tag list is closed/full!)
Part: I / II / III / IV / V / VI / VII / VIII / IX / X / XI / Find more chapters here!
You let out a content noise as you feel soft lips moving across your face; gentle kisses being pressed slowly into your skin. Your eyes flutter open to find Seokjin hovering over you, the hamster hybrid giving your mouth a chaste peck as he murmurs out a low, “Good morning.”
“Morning,” You whisper, wincing as you push yourself up. God, you don’t think you’ve ever been this sore before, your muscles burning even with just a slight strain. Jeongguk grumbles under his breath at the movement, ears twitching as he rolls over to Seokjin’s side of the bed. The bunny hybrid nuzzles his face into his alpha’s pillow, the soothing scent quickly lulling him back to sleep.
“How do you feel?” Seokjin cups your cheek, his dark eyes trailing shamelessly along the blooming marks on your exposed skin.
“Sore,” You grimace as you roll your shoulders to shake out some of the tension, the motion pulling at the tender skin.
Seokjin’s touch slides from your cheek down to your neck, the light pressure of his fingertips making you shiver as he brushes against the bruises on your throat. The hamster hybrid swallows thickly, a slight flush in his cheeks as he says, ”If it’s too much you can always tap out, Y/n.”
You shake your head, pressing a soft kiss to Seokjin’s palm, ”It’s not that bad, I’m okay. I’ll let you know if it gets too intense.” Maybe the soreness is a little bad, but not enough for you to miss out on Seokjin’s rut, and definitely not enough for him to worry over.
Seokjin hums, pleased, as he runs his fingers along your neck. Your throat runs dry as the duvet shifts, the hamster hybrid’s hard cock being revealed as he reaches past you to grab something from the bedside table. It bobs against his stomach as he moves, the head a deep pink and already dripping, smearing precum against his skin whenever it touches his body. He’s so big and thick, and the prominent vein on the underside of his cock is practically calling out for your tongue.
Your thighs clench at the sight, the familiar tug of heat reigniting in the pit of your stomach. Clutching the duvet close to your chest, you reach out with one hand, more than ready to help Seokjin release some tension. The hamster hybrid looks too awake to have just rolled out of bed, and you hate the idea of him waiting and being in pain just because he didn’t want to disturb you or Jeongguk.
“Huh?” You blink as a plate of food is placed in your outstretched hand, your fingers just an inch away from grazing Seokjin’s length. You look up in confusion as he pushes the plate into your lap, handing you a fork to make the prepared eggs and toast easier to eat.
“You don’t want help?” You ask, eyes wide with puzzlement as your fingers hesitate over the plate.
“Not yet, petal, finish your food first,” Seokjin nudges your arm, a poorly contained smirk tugging at his lips at your eagerness to touch him. You duck your head as you register the pet name, quickly shoving a large piece of toast into your mouth to keep yourself from grinning like an idiot. You chew quickly, nearly choking on your food as the hamster hybrid suddenly leans back, his toned body on display as he wraps a loose fist around his cock. You pause, gaze drawn to the way he lazily jerks himself off, fingers barely providing any pressure as they glide up and down his shaft. Seokjin looks unaffected despite the clear tension in his body, his muscles straining against the slow pace.
“Keep going, Y/n.” Seokjin’s eyebrow quirks as he notices your wavering attention, making your parted lips snap shut. You swallow harshly at the sight, your throat too dry to make the toast go down smoothly. You reach blindly for the bottle of water you left on the bedside table last night, gulping down a few mouthfuls as the hamster hybrid’s eyes flutter. You race through eating the food on your plate, barely tasting it. The dessert right in front of you looking a little too inviting to hold off for much longer.
Jeongguk makes a tiny noise as you shift to put the empty plate away, the bunny hybrid burrowing deeper into the sheets. Seokjin startles you by grabbing it out of your hands as you turn to look at Jeongguk, muttering out a quiet, “I’m just going to leave it by the door. Less chance of something getting broken.”
You nod, heat flooding your stomach at the implication. You smooth your fingers over the mess of hair that’s sticking out from the duvet, Jeongguk’s long ears twitching at the touch. You smile fondly, knowing it’s not enough to wake him up. You’ve come to realize over the last weeks of near daily midnight visits that he’s a very heavy sleeper, and you normally have to shake him to get him to semi-consciousness.
Your attention drifts back to Seokjin as he moves across the room, your eyes unabashedly drinking him in. You spot a few marks littering the back of his shoulders and neck, Jeongguk no doubt the culprit behind them. Your gaze slowly moves down his body, the broad shoulders and smaller waist looking honeyed in the warm morning light. You bite down harshly on your lips, stifling a whine, as you finally get to enjoy the un-obscured sight of Seokjin’s firm ass as he walks over to the door. Even his thighs are perfectly toned and–
Why does it feel like there’s something you’re missing?
You quickly scan his body; working from his heels all the way back up to his head. You catch the small movement in his hair as he picks up a sound outside of the door, Seokjin's ears twitching as he tries to locate it. You stare at the soft brown fur, mind running at full speed, before your gaze hastily flickers down to his lower back. There should be something there, a tail, a nub, anything – but there’s nothing. Seokjin’s body is smooth, no other hybrid features in sight except for his ears.
“Seokjin?” You mumble, the growing arousal in your stomach fizzling out as it’s overtaken by concern, ”You don’t have a tail?”
Seokjin stiffens, the muscles in his back tensing as he freezes by the door. There’s a slight tremble in his hands as he leaves the plate on the nearby dresser, his voice tight as he says, ”I don’t.”
“It’s ... a genetic mutation – a disorder. That’s why I’m so tall for my species, and why Jeongguk is so much bigger than normal bunny hybrids. We’re both affected by a mutation in our hybrid genes that hasn’t been studied much. We’re often hidden away and forgotten about, not worth the money of figuring out why we’re so different when there’s hundreds of other hybrids out there that are perfect.”
You suck in a breath, chest aching at how hollow the hamster hybrid sounds. Seokjin stares at the wall, fingers balled into loose fists as he continues, ”I got the short end of the genetic pool, I guess. Gguk is a just a little too big, but I don’t even have half of what I should have. I’m not a real human, and I’m not a real hybrid.”
Seokjin releases a short breath, broad shoulders slumping as he slightly turns his head. The hamster hybrid's profile is unreadable as he asks, ”Why? Does it bother you?”
“No,” You say, voice firm as you rid yourself of the duvet, moving down the bed. You rest on your knees at the edge, hand hovering just above your thigh, unsure if you should reach out to touch him.
”It doesn’t bother me or affect the way I see you at all. You’re you, and that’s all that matters, Seokjin. You’re stunning, and a lack of a tail doesn’t take anything away from your value as a person. I just wanted to make sure that you’re okay, that it’s not something we should’ve been checking up on or that it affects your body negatively.”
The hamster hybrid shakes his head, ”It’s more cosmetic than anything else, it’s nothing you need to worry about. Thank you though, for .. everything.”
He turns around, a slow smile spreading across his lips as he sees how concerned you look. Seokjin looks relieved as he steps closer to the bed, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head. You rest your hand on his hip, running your fingers comfortingly across his skin as he releases a short puff of air. You make a questioning noise as you look up at him, Seokjin ears a faint red as he snorts and says, ”I just can’t believe we’re having this conversation while I’m hard.”
Your eyes inadvertently flicker down, heat creeping back into your skin at how your fingers itch to move from his hips to his dripping cock.
”Y/n?” You force your attention back to Seokjin’s face, the hamster hybrid cupping your cheek as he says, ”You’re still sure you want to keep going?”
“Yes. Please,” You can’t keep the soft whine out of your voice.
Seokjin’s eyes darken, his fingers slipping from your cheek down to your jaw. He rests his thumb against your lower lip, gaze burning as he says, ”Open up then, petal.”
You let your lips part easily, allowing Seokjin to slide his thumb into your mouth. You meet him halfway, hollowing your cheeks around his finger as he presses down on your tongue. You keep your eyes locked with his as you swirl your tongue around the digit, sucking on the warm skin. Seokjin’s breathes out a low groan as you pull back on his thumb, leaving only the tip of his finger inside of your mouth before you bob down on it again. The sight makes Seokjin’s cock twitch, precum leaking down his shaft as he watches you intently.
He lets you wrap your tongue around his thumb one last time before he drags it away, voice raspy as he says, ”Good girl. You think you can take something bigger?”
Your cheeks are burning as you nod in agreement; the words making a steady ache build between your thighs. Seokjin steps closer, cock at the perfect height as you shuffle back to get on your hands and knees. You take him in your hand first, marvelling at the size and girth as you wrap your fingers around him. You slowly drag your fist up his length, the slide slick from the hamster hybrid’s precum. Seokjin moans as you tighten your grip, cock pulsing in your hands as you give him a few pumps. You’re too curious, too desperate to finally have him in your mouth to drag it out for much longer, and so you slide your hand down to the base of his cock, holding him still as you lower your head. You lick your lips at how Seokjin twitches in your hand as your breath washes over the head of his cock, sucking in a deep breath before you take him into your mouth.
“That’s it, petal,” Seokjin rasps as you part your lips around him, letting the head sink into your hot mouth. You suckle on it, swirling your tongue around the crown as you place a hand on Seokjin’s thigh to keep your balance. The hamster hybrid’s stomach tenses as you begin to lower your head down his length, bobbing up and down on the slick shaft. You can taste Seokjin’s precum as you drag your tongue along the prominent vein on his cock, the slightly salty taste making your core throb with want. Your mind is growing a little fuzzy from the lack of air and Seokjin's breathy moans, the hamster hybrid keeping his hips perfectly still as he lets you work his cock at your own pace.
“You’re doing so well, Y/n,” Seokjin murmurs, brushing away a few locks of hair that have fallen into your face. He keeps his hand on the side of your head, soft pants filling the air as he keep his eyes locked onto your face. The praise and gentle touches makes the heat pooling in your stomach grow more intense, your own whine muffled by his cock as you dig your fingers into the hard muscle beneath your hand. Your eyes flicker up to meet Seokjin’s, sucking in a deep breath through your nose as you let your throat relax, watching him intently as you swallow down his length.
“Fuck,” He curses, letting out a shuddering moan as his cockhead hits the back of your throat, ”you look so good.”
You ignore the spit running down your chin as you pull back, hollowing your cheeks as you try to make the sensation feel a tight as possible. You can feel Seokjin’s cock throb on your tongue, the head leaking as you swallow him down once again. You let his length slide down your throat, not stopping until you gag, throat constricting around the hard cock in your mouth.
“Gentle, petal” Seokjin’s instructs through his moan, voice strained as you bob your head up and down.
You’re ready to take him in all the way again as you realize he’s getting close, his breath quickening and cock twitching. But before you can, Seokjin carefully pulls you back, easing his length out of your mouth. He lets the tip rest against your swollen lips, releasing a deep groan as you stare up at him, waiting patiently.
“Don’t you want to come?” Seokjin’s eyes flutter as your mouth moves against his cock, your soft lips driving him insane as they brush across the sensitive skin.
“Not yet,” He breathes, shaking his head as he takes a step back. Your breath hitches as you meet Seokjin’s heated gaze, the hamster hybrid running a finger along your jaw before he leans in and murmurs, ”Move up on the bed, petal. Let me make you feel good first.”
You shiver, easily complying as you scoot back to make room for him. You end up near your pillow, back pressed to the sheets as the hamster hybrid crawls on top of you. You barely have time to blink before Seokjin dives down to capture your lips, hungry and eager. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as you card your fingers through his hair. You release a soft moan as he bites down on your bottom lip, parting your mouth just enough to grant him access to deepen the kiss, his tongue venturing past your lips to lick inside. You don’t think you would be able to tell up from down if someone asked, Seokjin’s passionate kisses turning your brain to mush as he lightly sucks on your tongue.
It’s only when your lungs are aching for air that you gently tug Seokjin back, the hamster hybrid making a displeased sound as he’s forced to move his lips elsewhere. You release a shaky breath as he latches on to the side of your throat, teeth nipping at your skin as he makes his own marks, decorating the space next to Jeongguk’s. Your legs fall apart as Seokjin begins moving down your body, the press of his lips turning softer and slower as he works his way down your torso. You release his hair in favour of grabbing a hold of the sheets as Seokjin teasingly scrapes his teeth just above your belly button, grounding yourself in the fabric as your cunt throbs with want.
You let out a soft gasp as Seokjin kisses the juncture of your hip, easing both of your thighs up to rest on his shoulders, his face right in front of your core.
”Look at you,” Seokjin hums, moving his pink lips to suck a faint mark to the sensitive inside of your thigh. His hands tighten around your legs as you startle from the feeling, his heated gaze staring straight at you as he says, ”You’re soaked, petal. Is this all for me?”
You flush, heat creeping into your cheeks as keep yourself balanced on your elbows, looking back at him. The words waiting on the tip of your tongue die out in favour of a loud moan as Seokjin suddenly leans down and envelops your clit in his mouth, sucking hard. The hamster hybrid doesn’t waste any time now that he’s finally at the place where your scent is the strongest, his ears twitching as he commits all the pretty sounds you make to memory. You grip the sheets as Seokjin licks between your folds, his skilled tongue dipping into your entrance before he moves back up to circle your clit. You’re dripping wet and needy, but the hamster hybrid seems content with teasing you, his tongue never staying in one place for too long as he laps up your arousal.
“S-seokjin,” You whine desperately, ”Please touch me – please.”
He groans against your cunt as you stutter out his name, his chin glistening as he pulls back to say, ”You want something more, Y/n?”
“Please,” You beg, lifting your hips the small inch that Seokjin’s hold on you allows, eager for any kind of friction you can get.
“Of course, petal, anything you want,” Seokjin growls, releasing his grip on your thigh to bring his hand to your aching core. He easily slips two fingers inside, watching your expression carefully despite your wet cunt practically sucking him in.
”You’re so beautiful, you take it so well,” Seokjin praises as he shifts his gaze down to your folds, catching a glimpse of your inviting heat as he spreads his fingers to prepare you for more.
You bite down on your lip to muffle your cries as Seokjin pumps in and out, the stretch and the fast pace making your thighs tremble. You’re so turned on you feel like you’re burning up, ready to explode as the hamster hybrid crooks his fingers deep inside of you, brushing over your g-spot. You barely notice the rustle in the sheets next to you, too caught up in the mounting pleasure in your core. You don’t even question it as someone tilts you head to the side, a pair of lips attaching themselves to the bruised skin on your throat, fingers ghosting over your flushed chest. God, you’re so close, almost there –
You whine loudly as Seokjin suddenly stops. The misty look in your eyes nearly makes his self-control snap as he slowly pulls his fingers out of you, groaning under his breath as you squeeze around him, trying to keep him inside.
“Noona,” Jeongguk moans, nuzzling his face into your neck, ”were you going to have all the fun without me?”
“Jeongguk?” You try to blink away the haze in your eyes, shivering as the soft fur on his ears brush along your skin. He peppers a trail of kisses down to your collarbone, breathing in the intoxicating smell of your and Seokjin’s mixed scents.
“Hyung, can I–?” Jeongguk trails off, his expression hidden from you as he looks down at Seokjin. The hamster hybrid nods, lips quirking as he uses his hold on your thighs to pull you down the bed, making room for Jeongguk to slip in behind you. You make a confused noise as you’re practically manhandled around on the bed, the bunny hybrid’s strong arms pulling you into his embrace as he leans your back against his chest.
“Is this okay, Y/n?” Jeongguk murmurs, breath tickling your ear as he rests his head on your shoulder. The bunny hybrid slowly rubs his chin back and fourth over your exposed skin, making sure to intertwine his scent properly.
“Yeah,” You let out a stuttering breath as Seokjin resumes his position between your legs, Jeongguk grabbing one of your thighs to help keep you spread open.
“Why don’t you give Jeongguk a kiss, petal? He’s been a patient bun while I was having all the fun,” Seokjin says, making you shiver as his breath blows against your heated core. Jeongguk squirms behind your back as he gets his alpha's permission to kiss you, cottontail twitching rapidly as you make an eager noise in agreement.
The three of you groan at the sound your cunt makes as Seokjin sinks three fingers back in, your moan swallowed by Jeongguk's lips as you turn your head, slotting his mouth against yours. You don’t know where to place your hands, one grabbing the back of Jeongguk’s head as the other drifts down to curl into Seokjin’s locks, overwhelmed at the sensation all around you. You pant into the bunny hybrid’s mouth as Seokjin adds another finger, Jeongguk’s eager and passionate kisses distracting you from the slight burn as you’re stretched.
You break away from Jeongguk’s lips with a whimper as Seokjin sucks harshly on your clit, making another wave of wetness coat his fingers as he drives them into you with purpose.
”You’re so perfect, Y/n,” Seokjin sighs against your mound, seemingly not fazed at all by how hard your fingers are digging into his hair.
”You too, baby,” The hamster hybrid hums, eyes glancing up to meet Jeongguk’s. The bunny hybrid mewls at the compliment, lips glued to your jaw as he adds another mark to your skin.
The next curl of Seokjin’s fingers hits your g-spot dead on, and you can’t help the way you harshly tug his head back, legs trembling at the intense feeling. You finally get a good look of Seokjin’s face, the hamster hybrid gaze so dark it almost looks a little unfocused, a light sheen of sweat covering his flushed face.
“Are, fuck, are you sure you're okay?” You ask, remembering that Seokjin hasn’t even come once yet.
“Positive, petal,” Seokjin grunts, pink tongue swiping across his lips to collect your arousal.
“Hyung likes to drag it out when he’s in rut,” Jeongguk murmurs into your neck, bringing your leg closer to your chest. Seokjin uses the opportunity to lean back down, adding another finger as he circles you clit, giving it light sucks to add some pleasure to the slight pain of the stretch.
”He’s had them for a long time, so he knows how to control himself. He likes fighting his own instincts – likes to tease,” Jeongguk huffs.
“Careful bun,” Seokjin groans against your slick folds, the vibration making your stomach clench, ”You know I like it when you beg, don’t make it worse for yourself by being bratty.”
You throw your head back with moan, the idea turning you on more than you expected. The sound spurs Seokjin on, the hamster hybrid quickening his fingers as he eats you out. You squeeze your eyes shut as your body begins to tremble all over, the hot pleasure in your stomach spreading through your body like wildfire. It only takes Seokjin crooking his fingers a little more to make you come undone, your legs trembling as your climax hits you like a train. You moan loudly, Seokjin’s name falling from your lips like a mantra as your grip tightens in their hair. The hamster hybrid licks hungrily between your folds, lapping at your slit as your release spills out. Jeongguk groans into your neck, fingers digging into your thigh and stomach as he strains to keep himself still.
“Seok–Seokjin, too much,” You whimper as the intense pleasure begins to ebb away, the oversensitivity taking over as he continues to slowly pump his fingers, making sure you’re properly prepared.
“Sorry, petal, you just taste too sweet,” Seokjin hums, satisfied, as he finally leans back. You moan softly, heart fluttering at the compliment.
“Hyung,” Jeongguk whines, gently lowering your leg back down as Seokjin crawls up your body. You watch with wide eyes as the hamster hybrid grabs Jeongguk’s chin, his voice raspy with want as he says, ”You’ve done well bun, want hyung to give you your reward?”
Jeongguk nods, crashing his lips against Seokjin’s while he tugs you closer to his chest. Jeongguk mewls loudly as Seokjin licks into his mouth, and you feel your face flush as you realize Jeongguk can taste you on Seokjin’s lips, the hamster hybrid’s mouth still slick with your wetness.
“Baby,” Seokjin murmurs against his lips, hand moving to cup Jeongguk's cheek, “can you be a good bun and hold Y/n for me?”
“‘course, hyung,” Jeongguk slurs, nuzzling into Seokjin’s hand. The hamster hybrid gives him another fond peck before turning his attention back to you, the obvious desire in his eyes making you a little dizzy.
“Do you want more, petal, or do you need a break?” Seokjin asks, reaching up to brush your hair away from your face.
“I’m okay,” You reassure him.
He sends Jeongguk a look, the bunny hybrid shifting back against the pillow to bring you both into a more comfortable position before Seokjin once again finds his place between your legs, groaning lowly at the sight of your slick folds. Jeongguk’s heart is hammering against your back as he watches Seokjin move closer, the bunny hybrid biting down harshly on his lips at the wet sound your cunt makes as Seokjin teasingly drags his cock through your arousal, using it to coat his length.
“God, you’re still so wet for me, Y/n,” Seokjin murmurs, bringing your legs up to wrap around his waist. You wind your hands around his neck as he leans down, grounding yourself in the silky locks between your fingers as the head of Seokjin’s cock nudges your entrance, the hamster hybrid slowly easing himself inside of you.
You let out a choked moan at how full you feel as he pushes in, the sheer girth of his cock alone driving you insane as more and more of it inches into your warm walls. Your face is burning under the intensity of Seokjin's gaze as he watches you expression carefully, the small growls leaving his mouth whenever you clench around him the only indication that he’s struggling to take it slow.
“F-fuck, you’re so big,” You pant as Seokjin’s hips fall flush with yours, the hard cock inside of you throbbing at the praise as you try to breathe through the slight discomfort. The hamster hybrid captures your lips to distract you, keeping the pace slow and languid as he kisses you through the initial stretch.
You give him a nod once you feel okay to continue, throwing your head back against Jeongguk’s shoulder as Seokjin pulls back, excitement steadily building in your stomach at how thoroughly he’s filling you up. You know you’re dripping wet, you can hear the slick sounds of your arousal as Seokjin suddenly snaps his hips forward, sinking back into your heat. Jeongguk whines at your moan, his hands drifting to your chest as he keeps you glued to his body. You gasp as he rolls the nubs between his fingers, the sensation making you clamp down around Seokjin’s thick cock as he slams back inside.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Seokjin growls under his breath, nudging your head to the side to attach his lips to your neck, littering the skin with tiny bruises as he steady works his way up to your ear. It’s the nip on your earlobe that makes you keen, your back arching at the intense sensations all around you. The sound makes Seokjin groan, his hips working faster as he begins to pound into you, your walls fluttering around him as Jeongguk fondles your breasts.
You dig your fingers into Seokjin’s shoulders; desperate for something to cling on to as the hamster hybrid’s unforgiving pace moves you around in Jeongguk’s arms. You can’t hold back your moans, the sounds being fucked out of you with every thrust of Seokjin’s hips. A loud whine is ripped from your throat as Seokjin changes his angle, his cock hitting your sweet spot straight on every time he buries himself inside of you. The heat in your stomach keeps building with every thrust and pinch of Jeongguk’s fingers, your legs trembling as you pull Seokjin in closer.
“Seokjin,” You whimper as you feel his knot beginning to expand, the slight stretch whenever he snaps his hips forward making you see stars, ”I’m, fuck– close.”
“Me too, petal,” Seokjin grunts into your skin, fingers bruising from where he’s holding on to your hip. Your eyes flutter as the pleasure in your stomach brings you to the edge, your orgasm so close you can feel your body tensing up in preparation. The hamster hybrid’s pace slows down in favour of Seokjin rolling his hips into your even harder, a harsh smack sounding out in the room whenever his hips meets yours. You just need a few more thrusts, just a little more–
Your eyes snap open as Seokjin suddenly stops, his cock half-buried within your warm cunt. The hamster hybrid’s jaw is clenched tight, his eyebrows furrowed as he stares down at your neck. You can hear his fingers digging into the sheets by your head, the threads ripping as he forces himself to hold still.
You try to rock your hips to give yourself some friction, but Seokjin's tense grip on your hip doesn’t let you, a low rumble of warning sounding from his throat as he holds you still. You can feel Seokjin’s cock throb as you core clenches around him, a pained groan falling from his lips at the feel of your walls fluttering around him.
“W-why?” You slur, growing more confused and desperate for your release the longer Seokjin doesn’t let you move.
“I told you noona, hyung likes to drag it out,” Jeongguk huffs, nuzzling his face soothingly against your cheek. He plants a soft kiss on your skin, hands still fondling your breasts as your chest rises and falls rapidly, the short break giving you enough time to catch your breath. You blink away the haze in your eyes, focusing on Seokjin as he stays frozen above you. You bring one hand to his face, letting out a soft gasp at how hot his skin is, sweat beading at his forehead. The hamster hybrid looks ill, and you can feel the small shivers running through his body.
“Seokjin, are you okay?” You murmur, worried.
“I’m fine, petal,” Seokjin tries, but his hips buck forward without his permission. He curses under his breath; instincts going crazy from staying still inside of your dripping cunt, your aroused scent heavy in the air.
“Hyung,” Jeongguk touches Seokjin’s cheek, just enough to get his attention, ”You’re in rut, you can’t keep holding off your knot. Especially not the first one, it’s just going make you sick.”
Your breath hitches at the dark look Seokjin gives him, the need and hunger burning hot in his gaze as Jeongguk says, ”Noona has been so good for you, aren’t you going to breed her, hyung? Fill her up until it takes?”
You tighten your legs around Seokjin’s waist, the searing want in your body making you feel light-headed. You know it’s not possible, your birth control is making sure of that, but fuck, it’s still hot to hear. You realize a little too late that Jeongguk is trying to rile Seokjin up, his resolve finally snapping as Jeongguk purrs, "Mark her as ours, hyung, make her part of our pack.”
You let out a choked cry as Seokjin almost withdraws his cock entirely before slamming back inside, the hamster hybrid throwing his head back as he drives his hips into you. The power behind his thrusts makes his cock reach even deeper than before, your walls clenching helplessly around him as he keeps up the merciless pace. You scramble to grab on to his shoulders as you feel his knot teasing your entrance, both of you already so wound up that it doesn’t take much to get you to the finish line.
“Fuck, Y/n,” Seokjin rasps, letting out a deep moan as you push up against him, meeting his thrusts and making his cock hit even deeper, “You’re doing so well for me, you’re such a good girl.”
You moan loudly at the praise, clamping down around his cock so hard he’s forced to slow down, a slight tilt to his hips brushing against your sweet spot so deliciously that the electricity in your stomach finally erupts, pleasure lighting up your veins as your orgasm courses through you. It hits you so hard you can barely hear Seokjin’s groans over the blood rushing in your ears, your vision growing white as he keeps up his thrusts. The pleasurable pain of Seokjin’s knot expanding just drags out your release even longer, thighs shaking as you cling on his waist.
“Oh god, fuck,” You breathe, nails raking down Seokjin’s back as he snaps his hips flush against yours one last time with a deep moan.
“Y/n,” Seokjin growls, leaning down to find your lips. He licks possessively into your mouth as his knot swells, stretching your walls until he’s locked inside. Your moans intermix between your lips as Seokjin stiffens and finally comes; spilling inside your fluttering walls as he finally gets the release he’s been needing all morning. You feel like you’re going to burst, the hot cum never-ending as it floods your insides, filling you to the brim. You mewl as his hips move in little circles, finally stuttering to a stop just as your body begins to twitch with oversensitivity.
Seokjin bites down on your lip before releasing it, soothing the flesh with his tongue before leaning back. He looks even more beautiful than normal, the light sheen covering his body making him glow in the rising sunlight. His hair looks tousled and wild, matching the heated look in his gaze as his eyes slowly trails over your face and chest.
You startle at the sudden grunt behind your back, Jeongguk whining over your shoulder as he lets go of your torso, ”’s heavy.”
“Sorry, bun,” Seokjin lets out an amused huff, collecting you in his arms before he carefully rolls over on his back, taking care not to jostle you too much. You quickly find a comfortable position on Seokjin’s chest, your face tucked into his neck as his hands slowly roam over your body, lightly massaging your tired muscles.
“You’re amazing, petal. Thank you,” He murmurs, pressing a loving kiss against your hair.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” You hum, biting back a whine as your comment makes Seokjin let out a tired laugh, his still hard cock moving against your sensitive walls.
“You should rest, Y/n, you did so well for me,” You release a deep breath, melting into Seokjin’s embrace as you feel your eyes begin to droop. Your orgasm really ripped all of your energy along with it, and you’re in a desperate need for a nap. You close your eyes, enjoying in the warm body underneath you and the soothing touches lulling you closer and closer to sleep.
You hear the soft sounds of Jeongguk moving around on the bed, the sheets shifting underneath his body and the bed dipping as he settles down next to you and Seokjin. A muffled whimper keeps you teetering on the edge of consciousness, your mind not letting you rest until you’ve figured out where it comes from. You turn your head towards the sound, opening your bleary eyes just enough to catch a glimpse of the bunny hybrid biting harshly down on his lip, his hand wrapped tight around his cock. He lets out another whimper as he runs his thumb across his slit, hips jerking into his own hand.
“Do you need help?” You mumble, smiling at the wide-eyed and enthusiastic nod you get in return. The hamster hybrid chuckles into your hair at his packmate’s response, arms winding around your waist as he breathes in your sweet scent. You hold out your hand in offer, your reach a little limited while you’re stuck to Seokjin.
Jeongguk shuffles forward eagerly, placing himself on the bed so that you have a good angle to wrap your hand around him. The bunny hybrid lets out a loud moan at your touch, rolling his hips to help you get him off faster.
You hide your grin against Seokjin’s shoulder, your sleep long forgotten at Jeongguk’s groans and desperate little sounds.
You creep down the stairs as quietly as possible, wincing at the soreness that flares up your legs with every step. It was after midnight when Seokjin’s rut ended, the hamster hybrid urging you to rest and clean up after spending two days with them. You don’t think a shower has ever felt that heavenly before, the hot water making your burning muscles feel a little more bearable. Though, you don’t doubt you’re going to feel it for a few more days to come.
You carefully place your foot down on the wooden floors in the hallway, slowly making your way over to the kitchen with light steps, using the flashlight on your phone to guide your way. You have a feeling the other boys probably haven’t been sleeping all that well while you stayed with Seokjin and Jeongguk, and so you don’t want to disturb them – even if you miss them. The only reason you’re even downstairs is just because you can’t go to bed with your stomach rumbling, the activities you’ve been up to over the last two days making you feel ravenous despite the food the other packs prepared for you.
You keep your eyes down on the floor as you walk, making sure you’re avoiding the bad floorboards outside of the canines’ room that you know will creak if you step on them. You breathe out a sigh of relief as you make it to safe ground, turning into the kitchen just as you hold up your phone for more light.
You stifle a scream, the sound getting caught in your throat as you’re met with a pair of shining eyes looking straight at you as you enter the room. You freeze, hand clutching your phone so hard your fingers hurt as you stare at the large shadow in terror.
You squeak, stumbling backwards as the dark figure suddenly advances. Something solid crashes against your body, strong arms wrapping around your middle to hold you flush against the shadow.
“Y/n,” Your breath hitches as something soft brushes against your arm, the fright draining out of you as you recognize the deep voice.
“I missed you so much,” Taehyung whines, tucking his face into your neck as he scents your exposed throat and shoulder furiously, “Just wasn’t the same without you.”
“I-I know,” You stutter, holding back your whimpers as the fox hybrid drags his nose across the marks on your neck, ”I missed you too.”
“It sounded like you had a good time,” Taehyung pouts. You flinch away from him as he touches a particularly sore bruise, a small growl vibrating against your skin as he says, ”Did they mark up your pretty throat all over?”
Yes. You had been shocked when you finally got to see yourself in the mirror; your upper body littered with love bites the two preys had left behind. Taehyung takes your silence as confirmation, letting out a displeased huff against your neck.
“That won’t do,” Taehyung rasps, pressing his soft lips beneath your ear, ”You belong to us too, don’t you?”
a/n: hi .. so it’s been three months since the last update, huh?
i have no idea how this keeps happening, but please forgive me :( truth is that i always struggle with writing smut, and since the previous chapter basically got half the interactions/comments of what i normally get despite so many people being excited for it, i felt like i hadn’t done a good job. it was hard to find motivation to write this chapter since it picks up where ch 16 left off, and so i kinda just ended up pushing it away in favour of working on other things. i’ll try my best not to let that happen again though. i’m not super pleased with this update, there’s quite a few scenes i ended up moving later chapters, but at this point i just needed to get through it to move on. the next chapters are more fluff heavy and less smutty, so i think they’ll be easier to write. thank you for sticking around during the long wait!
see you all soon, stay safe! <3
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criminal!jk x officer!reader/kidnapped/imagine butter era jk’s concept photo vr.2
brat tamer jungkook/punishes reader for being a spoiled brat lol
sub!jungkook is tied up/giving him oral/tracing his arm tats with your tongue
ex-bf jungkook/argument turns into hate sex/reader cheated on namjoon lmao
hand kink/making origamis with daddy!jk/gagging
single dad jk/apologizing that he fucked you too hard/babysitter reader
crybaby™ jk x reader but OC uses her safeword
daddy jk takes care of you after not having sex for weeks
he finds out that you’re a Little/daddy!jk
cumming inside you without protection/creampie kink
eating you out with whipped cream
dom!jk/dirty talk/window sex
reader squirts and jungkook’s “give me more”
atgggth™ jk/eating pussy/whiny reader
jk fucks you while standing
spitting in mouth/overwhelmed reader
crybaby!jk/anal play with sub reader/ddlg
jungkook finding your moans adorable
softdom!jk/rainy ambience/dirty talk/cuddling
chubby reader/rough sex/praise
horny jk comes home while you’re cooking
crybaby™ jk/reader wearing cat ears and tail
riding jk’s thigh while spooning
dom!jk pinning you down as he fucks you
daddy jk and his corruption kink
soft jk but reader wants it harder, hmmppp >:(
clit overstim/tied to the bed
hard dom jk/rough sex/jk fucks reader ‘inhumanly fast’...haha
passionate sex/lotus position
jk fucks reader gently and deeply™
ddlg/first time riding dom!jk/praise
blowjob while on the phone/punishment/degradration/jk meanie
hard dom!jk/humiliation/subspace/big dick jk haha
reader does jk’s makeup as she rides his cock
daddy!jk/small reader/praise kink/size kink/wearing his baggy shirt
daddy!jk is handcuffed to the bed by babygirl
dom!jk is jealous so he gives you hickeys
slapping/spitting in reader’s mouth/degradation/rough/choking
jk catches reader humping her pillow with his jumper on
punk jk fucks reader on her parents’ bed
crybaby™ jk and his love for eating pussy/spitting/descriptive
thigh riding/degradation/choking/spanking/hair pulling/whatever
overstimulation/reader tells jk to stop but he doesn’t listen
cockwarming/”move and i’ll take my fucking cock out of you”
punishing you in front of the members/degradation
dom jk fucks you mercilessly in front of a mirror/rough
having your first time with dom!jk
jk comes home to reader fucking herself/punishment/size kink/daddy
fucking you roughly while the members are around
dom jk/cocky jungkook energy/slow down by chase atlantic/descriptive
punishing you after you came without his permission
reader says she’s ‘too heavy’ but jk proves her wrong/against the wall
jungkook trying his spanking kink out on you
holding your thighs while he eats your cunt
dom!jk manhandles reader/virgin kink
tae walking in on you riding jungkook’s thigh
crybaby™ jk/reader got her nipples pierced/descriptive
testing out his pain kink on you/face slapping/biting/choking
taehyung finding the wet squelching noises cute iykyk
bad boy™ tae gives you hickeys in public/possessive tae
werewolf!tae asking you to run because you disobeyed him
lactation kink/slight mommy kink
pushing your head against a pillow bc you’re too loud
sweet hot tub sex
taehyung uses his ties to play with you
reader cheats on jk while fucking taehyung
mutual masturbation but ends up fucking anyway lol
ddlg taehyung/size kink
bad boy™ taehyung teachers reader how to blow
the start of bad boy™ tae x young reader ;)
movie date with a remote control vibrator/dirty talk
dom!tae/nipple play/hand kink
tae fucks you while you’re asleep/spooning
ddlg/tae is jealous of you spending your time with other guys
cockwarming while he’s gaming
soft dom!tae/praise kink
bratty reader/rough/pissed from all the dating rumors
tae makes you wear a ball gag
taehyung fucks you in a pool
getting heated with tae in the pool
ceo!taehyung/secret relationship/some spanking
fucking you sensually while Singularity plays in the background
tae x reader x namjoon/impreg kink/who can get her pregnant first
tae walking in on you riding jungkook’s thigh
bisexual reader/jimin gets jealous from you fangirling over a female idol
jimin getting on his knees/you’re standing during oral
dom!jimin corruption kink/condescension/jimin and his kendo agenda
jimin edges you with a bluetooth vibrator in public
making fun of jimin’s small hands until he shuts you up
cockwarming with jimin while he works out
jimin releasing his pent-up stress on you
sub!jimin x sub! reader x dom!namjoon
softdom!jimin/swallowing his spit/praise kink
poly dom!jimin x dom!yoongi x sub!reader
truth or dare/bts taunting jimin that he can’t make his gf cum
softdom!jimin/cocky/reader says he’s the biggest she’s ever had
softdom!jimin/readers sits on his lap and he bounces her up and down
dom!jimin/use of vibrator/edging/denial/squirting
jimin and his corruption kink/small!reader
jimin makes you sit on his face for being bratty
controlling your vibrating panties at dinner
hard dom!hobi/pissed off that you accidentally said his name instead of ‘daddy’ during sex
hobi getting annoyed that you keep moving during oral
werewolf hoseok in heat/mentions of impreg/slight blood mentions
tattooed hobi x curvy reader/praise kink/loving degradation
daddy hoseok/trying to get his attention while he’s on the phone
softdom!hobi/fucking you in front of the practice room’s mirror
masochistic hobi punishing reader
namjoon discovering your pinterest board full of kinky shit
wolf namjoon x bunny hybrid reader/bunny gets lost in the forest o_o
dom!namjoon uses a spreader bar on you/squirting/degradation
giving joon oral under the desk bc he’s stressed from working
dom!namjoon x sub!reader x dom!yoongi/spitting kink/spanking
daddy namjoon fucks you while you’re both high/marijuana intake
namjoon spits in your mouth/wall fucking
sub!jimin x sub! reader x dom!namjoon
namjoon and creampie... yum
namjoon punishing reader/overstim/degradation
daddy!joon babies reader to be intimate with him
edging with joonie and his babygirl
sucking him off while he’s on vlive
servant namjoon x princess reader/bending her over the desk
tae x reader x namjoon/impreg kink/who can get her pregnant first
butt play wohoo/no peneration/just thumb on butthole typa’ thing
PUBLIC. BUS. SEX./cockwarming & grinding/slight exhibitionism/honestly this is just so hot
distracted by his hands/fingering you against his piano/hand kink
sitting on yoongi’s face + overstim
pet play/kitten play with yoongi
innocent s/o never masturbated before/virgin reader/size kink
dom!yoongi x sub!reader x dom!namjoon/spitting kink/spanking
breeding kink/pregnancy kink
poly dom!jimin x dom!yoongi x sub!reader
hard dom yoongi
hand kink omfg
dom!yoongi/bondage/using a dildo on you
yoongi shows off his tongue technology/cunnilingus
reader wears vibrating panties in public
seokjin ruining your orgasm/putting the vibrator inside your panties
yoga with seokjin/ahh yes, the downward dog/cunnilingus
dom!seokjin fucking you in front of a mirror
lactation kink with seokjin aaahhhh
teasing seokjin until he snaps/big cock seokjin agenda
dry humping/cumming in his pants
daddy seokjin takes care of you after weeks of not having sex
asking jin if he can choke you
— since 2020.
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⊶ small tuna fish (m). ⊷
Kim Seokjin is a really nice guy. (Not to be confused with a ‘Nice Guy’). Too nice for someone like you, you’re sure. Which is why you’ve been attempting to ignore what’s going on between you. He couldn’t possibly be flirting with you. He couldn’t possibly like you. Could he?
It the end, it takes one charity car wash event and one – or two, depending on how dirty your mind is – soakings to make things very clear.
pairing; kim seokjin x f reader
au/genre; college au, friends to lovers, romance, smut
warnings/notes; inexperienced! jin, kissing, so much kissing, groping, dry humping, lots of cute reassuring, this jin might be more of a boob man (shock horror), oral sex (m and f receiving), fingering, protected sex, sweet and soft, jin has a big dick (don’t let the title mislead you lol)
listen to; blanket kick
author’s note; thank you to @tan-dulset 💖 I can always count on you to shower me with ideas and inspiration! This wouldn’t exist without you <3 I hope everyone enjoys because I had great fun writing it! (And FYI, Seokjin is inexperienced because his dick’s too big lmao poor baby 🤧) Also, yes, I am highly aware of how much the word count grew… who is even surprised anymore 🤣
“I’m terrible at public speaking. Why did I do this to myself?”
“Because the idea is to build your confidence up,” you tease, deeply amused by Sunmi’s pain. Then, a little cleverer you add, “It’s actually one of the best classes to take.”
“Okay, smartass,” – she clicks her tongue – “if it’s so beneficial, why didn’t you take it with me?”
You grin. She’s missing something important. “I’m already great at it.”
Whatever Sunmi is going to comeback with gets cut short when you both hear a voice calling your name from behind you. You turn your head immediately, grin now spreading wider across your face as if you can’t stop it.
You really can’t.
And that is because over the past couple of months you’ve become quite fond of that voice.
“Oh, hey Jin.”
Sunmi hangs back, waiting for you.
While your best friend is sweating her ass off in public speaking 101 this semester, you’ve been making new friends in your business writing class. Which has definitely made learning how to write résumés and professional emails a lot more fun.
Jin catches up to you, a little out of breath, which you can’t help but find cute. Is he in a rush? Or had he just been trying to chase after you? You tell yourself to shut up, it’s obviously the first one.
You hike your backpack strap further up your shoulder, trying to adjust the weight. Fridays may be your shortest day, but it calls for the heaviest books. “What you up to?”
He’s carrying a large plastic box, which may also further explain the light panting. “Last minute prep,” he explains with a small smile, plump lips lifting slightly, making his cheeks round.
A little confused, you take notice of the contents of said box, feeling guilty when you see the yellow sponges and bottles of car soap. “Oh, the car wash.”
Of course. Tomorrow is Saturday and the college has organised a car washing event for charity. You feel guilty because Jin has been going on about it for over two weeks now, a part of the committee that’s organised it in the first place.
Ignoring your gaffe, you rush your words. “Are you excited?”
A light breeze blows his hair in his face, chocolate strands in his eyes, and he cutely attempts to shake them away by moving his head. You fight the urge to reach forward and help him. “I mean, is washing cars all day cause for excitement?” He chuckles.
You can feel your face heating up at yet another stupid mistake, which is unlike you, and actually embarrassingly, Jin has always been able to get this type of reaction out of you. And it’s not like he tries or anything, it just happens.
As if he notices, he’s quick to reassure you. “But yeah, I can’t wait. Been organising this thing for so long now.”
You smile politely, aware of Sunmi who is still hovering behind you. Jin must make eye contact with her because you watch him nod his head in her direction, a friendly acknowledgment, and that’s him all over. He doesn’t know her, much like he didn’t know you until a couple of months ago, but he’s still pleasant. Still nice.
“Will you be dropping by?” He asks you after clearing his throat briefly. He’s casual about it but you notice the way the tops of his ears burn red, similar to how they get when he answers a question in class. “If you come early enough, I’ll still be enthusiastic – probably.”
You giggle but can’t stop the need to tease him. “Who says I’d want you to wash my car?”
His eyes twinkle as he looks at you, much like they always do when you’re laughing and joking together. He tilts his head to the side. “I’d do a really good job at it.”
Your voice is low to match his.
“Yeah.” This time his smile morphs into the smallest of smirks. There’s something cocky about it, and you like it.
You sigh dramatically, crossing your arms. “That’s a shame then. I actually don’t have a car right now. The engine blew up a month ago and I can’t afford a new one.”
Maybe you’re deluded, but he looks a little disappointed. It does something funny to you. Inside your chest. “That sucks.” Then quickly, “You could always volunteer? The more the merrier. We’re expecting a big turnout.”
You narrow your eyes playfully. “Are you getting some kind of commission?”
He just looks confused, not following.
“Charming innocent women to come and do the dirty work.”
It finally clicks and he chuckles almost shyly. “Busted.”
You point at him. “I’m on to you, Kim.”
He feigns innocence, holding up his hands in surrender.
It makes you laugh – hard – unable to stop yourself. This is yet another reaction he gets out of you very easily. Don’t get you wrong, he’s a funny guy, but most of the time you’re cracking up over nothing. It’s embarrassing, and that’s why you turn down his invite.
“But gonna have to give tomorrow a rain check, sorry.”
Again, he looks a little disappointed, but it’s probably all in your imagination. It’s gone in a second, his usual smile directed at you as he nods in understanding.
“There’ll be other opportunities, right?” You can’t help but feel guilty. Not only because he’s asked you, but also because the car wash is for a good cause.
Jin laughs, readjusting the box he’s still holding to try and point his finger at you. “I’ll hold you to that.”
“I know you will.” You laugh back, both hanging on it seems, despite the conversation being practically over.
He takes the lead first as you carry on dithering. “Okay, best get going with these sponges. See you Monday?”
You nod, forgetting your voice for a moment. “Y-yeah, of course. See you Monday, Seokjin.”
His entire name slips from your lips, and you can’t understand why or how. You never call him that. No one does. But he seems to like it if his smile is anything to go by. You wave him goodbye, and he attempts to do the same before turning and walking off in the opposite direction.
“What the hell was that?
You suddenly remember the existence of your best friend.
“What was what?” You demand cluelessly, turning around. What was she going on about now?
She thinks she’s just explained everything but really, it’s nothing.
She scoffs at your puzzled look. “What I just witnessed. The. Flirting.”
“Shut up, he wasn’t flirting with me.” You try to sound unfazed, but your voice is unnaturally high-pitched.
“He was!” She cries. “And you were flirting right back!”
“Sunmi, I wasn’t!”
She pauses to think. “Actually, I couldn’t work out who the instigator was.” With a flick of her long dark hair, she begins to mimic both you and Jin. “’I’d do a really good job’… ‘Oh yeah?’”
“Shut up,” you grumble, nudging her forward. She’ll be late for class at this rate. And besides, your voice definitely wasn’t that squeaky!
She starts walking and you follow, feeling the need to defend yourself. “We weren’t flirting, we’re just friends.”
“Friends.” She doesn’t sound convinced. “Dude was practically begging to see you tomorrow.”
“He– Y’know what,” she sighs, looking back at you, “never mind. I’m not arguing anymore. If you refuse to see what’s right in front of you, then so be it.”
You fight the urge to roll your eyes. She’s so fricking dramatic. “And what is right in front of me?”
You regret asking as soon as the question leaves your mouth.
“Kim Seokjin looking at you with hearts in his eyes!”
You walk ahead, still fighting her. Finding it.
“He’s too nice for someone like me.”
Sunmi snorts behind you. “Oh yeah, ‘cos you’re a real bitch.”
“I’m just saying,” you turn back, shooting her a glare, “he…”
“Does charity work?” She prompts, amused as you struggle to explain yourself. “You could too. It’s not hard.”
“We’re just different.”
As much as she’s teasing you, Sunmi makes a valid point. That is the type of guy Jin is. He spent last month volunteering at an animal shelter on the weekends. The guy loves to help others, and while you’re not exactly selfish, and definitely not self-absorbed, you’re nothing like him. The idea of someone like him liking you seems too good to be true. And if he does like you, you’re scared it will only be a matter of time before he realises his mistake and changes his mind…
“No, he’s different,” Sunmi corrects. “Different from the other guys you insist on giving a chance.”
You mull her words over. She probably has a point. Let’s just say the guys you usually attract are the complete opposite of Jin. And that doesn’t help with all your second guessing…
“He’s a good guy, _____. You don’t get many of those. Especially around here.”
To prove her point, perfectly timed, although he doesn’t know it, Sunmi’s ex (very brief) boyfriend is walking out of the door you both want to head through. He sees her and smirks – the gross kind, not the cute kind Jin had shot your way just now – and stops to hold the door open.
“Ladies,” he greets.
“Get lost, Hyunjun,” she practically barks, barging past him and leaving you no other option but to chase after her, Jin still definitely on your mind.
Now more than ever.
This is a stupid idea, you tell yourself for the one hundredth time today.
But by now you’re pulling into the college, following the signs that direct you to the lot near the tennis courts – which is where the car wash is being held. You’re on autopilot. Have been ever since you woke up this morning, deciding to act on the bright idea you had last night as you tried to fall asleep.
Your grandma had easily agreed for you to borrow her car, so here you are, parking up in one of the available slots as a guy you’re vaguely familiar with walks towards you with a clipboard in hand. After a brief conversation, which involves you shamefully asking if Jin can be the one to wash your car, hoping and praying it will work – which surprisingly it does – you pay and get directed to his slot where he’s just finishing up with another customer.
You hang back, letting the other car drive off before you slowly take its place. Jin is too preoccupied to notice it’s you, his back to you as he pours away the dirty water in his bucket. You watch familiar clipboard guy head over to him.
“You’ve been requested, Jin.”
There’s something in his voice, he sounds amused, you think, which is kind of embarrassing for you, but you watch on still, see the puzzled look on Jin’s face as he turns around. Even more so when he meets clipboard guy’s gaze, but then he’s pointing towards your car with his pen, and Jin follows, face morphing into surprise instead.
“_____,” he says, sounding it too.
You can’t help the smile you give him, nerves and embarrassment disappearing, and you wave before stepping out of the vehicle.
“Have fun washing her car,” clipboard guy practically snickers as he leaves – but not before Jin pushes his shoulder. He pays no mind, actually laughing harder, and when he walks past you, he gives you a gummy smile, eyes bouncing with silent glee. You feel like you’re missing something.
Before you can dwell on it though, Jin is rushing over to you. “You came,” he smiles, looking genuinely happy to see you. Your stomach flutters.
“Surprise,” you sing cutely, not even cringing at yourself.
It makes him laugh, eyes crinkling up before he’s peering behind you. “And with a car…?”
“It’s my grandma’s,” you explain. “She doesn’t drive much anymore so it’s just collecting dust in the garage. Thought it could do with a clean.”
You wonder how believable that is. You mean, yeah, it’s all true, but there isn’t some kind of dire need to get her car freshened up. You’d just needed an excuse to come, which is funny because you don’t actually know why you’re here in the first place, or even what you want from the situation. He wanted you to come and you felt bad for blowing him off. But deep down you know that you really, really wanted to see him today, and now that you’re in front of him, you almost feel giddy…
Whatever he thinks of the situation – if anything – he doesn’t share, so you continue on, smiling coyly. “I know I’m a little late, but I was hoping you’d still have some of that enthusiasm left?”
You spent half the morning battling with indecisiveness, so by the time you finally made your decision, there was less than a couple of hours left before they had to call it a day.
You make him laugh, and that makes you feel great, even more so when he moves in a little closer, his familiar scent floating in the breeze. “I’m sure you can help make it appear again.”
“Yeah?” Your smile turns a little brazen.
Sunmi is right, you are so flirting with him. And you can’t stop.
“Yeah,” he replies in a low murmur, plump lips rising to one side.
It’s that damn smirk again. The one that makes your knees wobble. It also emboldens you further, one of your hands reaching for his bare arm, fingertips brushing down the smooth skin. “And how exactly would I do that…?”
How ever you’re expecting him to respond, it definitely isn’t with a jump backwards as if you’ve just scalded him.
“A s-sponge.” He chokes out, stumbling a little.
“I need my sponge,” he blurts. “To wash your car– I mean, your grandma’s car.”
You blink a couple of times as you watch him reach for the bucket, trying to work out what’s just happened. His cheeks are pink, flushing darker by the second and you stifle a laugh. Okay, interesting, you’ve managed to out-flirt him. You find it adorable but tell yourself not to push it. You don’t want to mortify the poor guy after all. Slow and steady wins the race. Obviously you came on a little too strong. Stronger than what he’d been expecting.
“I’ll help you?” You step forward as he grabs the hose off the floor.
“Huh? No way.” He looks up, sounding horrified, all hints of embarrassment disappearing immediately. “You don’t need to help me. You paid after all.”
You shrug. “It’s fine. Seems like fun?”
He doesn’t look convinced.
“Well, what else am I supposed to do?” You try. “Walk ‘round campus waiting for you to be done?”
He sighs, giving in way too easily, you note. “Fine.”
You grin, snatching the damp sponge from his hand. “I’ll take this. You can get another one, yeah?”
The quiet chuckle he gives you sounds fond, and you watch him walk off with the bucket, filling it with hot soapy water and grabbing a new sponge for himself in the process. As he heads back, you can’t stop yourself when you pipe up, “I like your outfit, by the way.”
However, this time it’s not flirting, you just want to compliment him.
He looks down at himself, sounding dubious.
“Mhm.” You nod.
It’s the first thing you noticed earlier. Mainly because it’s not his usual style at all. Well, on second thoughts, it’s probably nobody’s usual style. You can’t say denim overalls are a popular sight to see on campus. Especially with the way Jin is wearing them, the top half unzipped down the middle and hanging loose around his waist, an animal print scarf weaved through the belt holes, tied together at the side. The white t-shirt he has on underneath only emphasises how broad he is, and you’re sure you’ve never seen him wear something so short sleeved. The guy has biceps, and now you wish you’d ran your fingers down them instead…
“One of the girls came up with it,” he explains, setting down the bucket at your feet. He plops in his sponge. “Thought it might help bring in some extra custom if we had outfits.”
“It definitely worked. I’m here after all, aren’t I?” you can’t help but joke.
He genuinely finds it funny, laughing as he crouches down to submerge the sponge in water. You copy, squatting on the opposite side of the bucket.
Your hands touch inside the sudsy water and you look forward. “You look good in denim.”
“Thanks,” he replies, dropping his gaze, attention in the bucket as he reveals a shy smile.
The following half an hour is spent laughing and joking around together as you wash your grandma’s car. You’ve never actually hung out with Jin outside of class before so getting to be this loud and chatty is super fun. He spends nearly ten minutes trying to convince you that he thought the capital city of Belgium was Waffle up until he was fourteen years old and you’re still unsure whether to believe him or not. Even as he promises you he’s telling the truth with the straightest face you’ve ever seen.
And he could very well be telling the truth, but you think his main goal is to just make you laugh as hard as you can. Every time he succeeds, he has this adorable tiny smile on his face – half smug, half fond.
He makes you laugh harder than anyone you know, and often it’s the unattractive, embarrassing kind. The kind where you snort and choke. His laugh is no better, slightly squeaky at times, dorky, but you love it. In fact, it makes you laugh even more.
You’re laughing seriously hard when you’re wringing your sponge out over his back.
You’re nearly done by now, Jin about to hose down the last of the remaining suds, and you really can’t help yourself, his broad back almost goading you, especially in that criminal white t-shirt.
“Oooops,” you say, sounding not in the least bit apologetic as his shoulders lift and tense automatically, the water, by now almost cold, a cruel shock.
“What the hell, _____?” He cries, rounding on you immediately. He looks and sounds (comically) betrayed, and you can’t help but burst into laughter. This kind that erupts from between your lips, greatly amused but also in disbelief at what you’ve just done.
“I’m getting you back!”
He’s reaching into the bucket as he speaks, grabbing his sponge that’s soaking in what’s left of the water, but you don’t hang around for much longer, speeding off as fast as your legs can carry you.
“Wait, no!” He chases you around the car until you’ve done a full circle, next to the bucket again, your hands up in surrender. “Jin, please!”
You have no qualms about begging.
He stops a couple of feet away from you, and you think you’ve succeeded, relaxing slightly. But he’s luring you into a false sense of security because a second later he’s launching the dripping sponge at you.
You don’t really know where he was aiming for, but you’re pretty sure it wasn’t your face. Which is exactly what he does hit. Square on. A mouth full of wet sponge has you spluttering instantly, the incriminating item falling to the ground with a squelch.
“Oh, shit,” Jin gasps, rushing towards you. “_____, I’m so sorry.”
You turn away from his as his hands find your shoulders, devilishly wanting to grab the bucket, but he doesn’t know that, and it makes him only worry even more.
“I didn’t mean to hit your face. Are you okay?”
You try to hold in your giggles, acting fast once you grab the bucket and spin around. About half the water spills out, hitting his stomach, but most drops and hits his feet.
“Sorry!” You sing out, once again not apologetic in the slightest.
He stands there in shock, mouth open as he makes an unimpressed sound, his eyebrows arched. You make a mental note: He looks hot when he’s mad.
“That’s it.” He moves just as quick, grabbing the hose on the floor.
You squeal, panicking for real now because that’s the best weapon you could possibly have at a time like this. “No, not the hose,” you beg, taking a cautious step back. “Seokjin, please not the hose!”
It’s serious now, you’re using his entire name.
“Why?” he asks simply, finger on the trigger.
“I thought you liked me.”
“Correction,” – he takes a step forward – “I did like you. Then you threw a bucket of water at me.”
“You hit me in the face with a sponge!”
“You started it!”
You take off, Jin immediately racing after you, shooting the water at the floor, either careful not to spray you for real, or just taunting you further. It splashes up your jeans as he chases you around and around your grandma’s car, the both of you laughing like crazy. You’ve probably gained some attention by now – not that you notice, too engrossed in your own little world with Jin.
Just as you’re getting dizzy, Jin changes tactics and spins around. You’re practically running into him before you realise, shrieking out as you try to backtrack, out of breath and tired by now, all the running getting to you.
“Where do you think you’re going?!”
He lunges for you, both arms wrapping around your waist, pressing your back into his chest, and his finger accidentally hits the trigger of the hose, a jet of water hitting the ground and accidentally spraying into both of you. You scream your head off, feet flailing about, even after he’s knocked the hose off, and he laughs loudly, easily taking your weight to lift you off the ground. Even with all the excitement you manage to take note of how nice it feels to be held by Jin… How warm his body feels against yours…
The loud shout gains both your attention, Jin settling you back onto your feet as a red-haired guy who’s been washing cars next to you picks up his hose. “Time for the water fight!” he hollers.
What follows next is complete chaos.
You both bring the car wash to its very wet end. The car lot turns into a battlefield, people taking cover behind cars, behind walls, behind buildings, whatever they can, wherever they can reach, as jets of water shoot in all directions, soggy sponges getting hurled around and buckets getting dunked over heads. You manage to stay pretty unscathed, Jin kindly acting as your protector, in stealth mode as he guides you to safety, the both of you giggling all the way.
You hide near the sports centre’s fire escape, taking the time to catch your breaths.
“What did we start,” you whine weakly, coming down from the adrenaline rush.
Jin’s so close that when you lean your head to the side it falls against his shoulder. You look up to see he’s already looking down at you, a smile growing on his face when your eyes meet. Your heart starts drumming for another reason. The ends of his hair are wet in some places, brown strands wavy, falling in his eyes, and this time, unlike yesterday, you don’t fight the urge to swipe them away.
His smile turns softer as you do so, blinking down at you, and suddenly it’s just you and him. You can’t hear the commotion nearby, you don’t care where you are or what you were doing beforehand. You’re just in this moment.
“I’m sorry I threw a sponge at your face.”
The timing of such an apology sends you into a giggling fit, Jin finding it adorable – and you think that’s what he wanted. He moves in closer, his body turning and shutting off the outside world. His eyes keep flicking between yours and your lips, and you know he’s never been this brazen with you before. It’s like if you give him the go ahead, he’ll kiss you in an instant.
And you do go to open your mouth, your gazes locking – his hopeful, expecting…
But then –
“HIDING IS CHEATING!”
The red-haired guy appears out of nowhere. Grinning like a Cheshire cat and holding a full bucket of water. Jin has just enough time to shield you, his reflexes kicking in, before he’s getting said bucket thrown over his back, gasping out loud because it’s so cold and there’s so much of it. He’s sopping, and you’re shrieking as if you’ve got hit too.
The perpetrator runs off, laughing loudly as Jin yells after him, “Jimin, I’m going to fucking murder you!”
You can’t help it; you lose it again. It feels like all afternoon you’ve been laughing, your jaw actually beginning to ache now, but it sounds so strange hearing Jin curse. He looks confused at first, unsure why you’re nearly on your knees, especially after the moment you’ve just shared, but soon enough he can’t help but join in, eyes crinkling up at the edges.
The water fight gets cut short when someone returns to pick up their car. They’re cool about it, but ultimately the fun has to end in order to finish off the remaining couple of vehicles. Seokjin is so soaked through he has to use the bathroom in the sports centre to try and dry off. The hand dryer does an OK job but in the end, he comes back with his t-shirt removed completely, wearing his (damp) overalls zipped up, which is probably a good idea. His white t-shirt had become awfully see-through in the back, revealing just how wide and muscular his back truly was. It had become very unbearable very quickly. You’re just lucky he didn’t get his front drenched, trying to avert your gaze would have been torture!
You stay behind after everything is over to help clean up. You tell yourself it’s because you feel guilty for causing the added mess, but really you know it’s because you want to hang out with Jin for a little while longer. So, you’re ecstatic when he invites you over to his dorm room.
“Come on, my dorm is only a short walk from here. Park up your car and we can dry off. I’m sure I have a spare t-shirt you can borrow.”
You’re really not expecting the invite, but the offer of borrowing his clothes nearly sends you into a tailspin. And then, he asks if you want to get takeout later to eat at his place too. Your expectations are all over the place, but yet, you don’t want to get your hopes up in fear of getting hurt.
His dorm room is really nice. It’s the more spacious, fancier – definitely more expensive – type. You’ve continued living at home, the college only a short journey, but you know that Sunmi’s is much smaller than this, and it’s even an upgrade from last year! The guy even has his own (small but adequate) sofa and bathroom. He’s living the dream. His room cutely decorated with little personal knick-knacks that you try not to stare at too much in fear of looking too nosey.
Your lower half had been the main thing to get wet during the water fight and your jeans are still quite damp even now, so after some digging, Jin finds a pair of grey baseball shorts he used to wear back in high school. He’s unsure why he has them here with him, seeing as there’s no way in hell he’d fit into them now, but it works out pretty well for you. He also finds a purple t-shirt he manged to shrink in the wash last week, so once again, you luck out.
You change in his bathroom as quickly as you can manage, pulling a face at yourself in the tiny mirror in front of his sink once you’re done. You feel awkward. For two reasons mainly. 1. What you’re wearing is crazy unflattering, the drawstrings of his shorts pulled as tight as they can go and tied in the toughest knot you can manage, and 2. This is crazy intimate. You feel like you’ve missed a couple of steps along the way. Sure, you’ve worn the jackets of ex-boyfriends in the past, but this is extreme. You can smell his laundry detergent all over you, and just like that you remember back to earlier, well, not even a couple of hours ago, when he had his arms wrapped around your waist, the warmth of his chest against your back…
Reality hits you then. You’re in Kim Seokjin’s dorm room. In his bathroom, in his clothes. Without any underwear on…
They had also gotten soaked through and are now hidden in the laundry bag Jin had given you with the rest of your clothes. The plan was to make the short walk downstairs to the laundry room and shove your clothes in the dryer for ten minutes before ordering something to eat, but now you’re not so sure…
God, you wish you had your cell phone with you to text Sunmi. Instead, it’s in your purse which is on Jin’s sofa…
You’re just going to have to go out there and look like garbage in front of him. You have no other options. Well, you did have another one earlier, but that involved saying no to Jin’s invite and you wouldn’t have been able to bear turning him down again, so yeah, you’re just going to have to suck it up.
You steal some extra time when you decide to wash your hands, but of course, it’s you, so you run into trouble along the way. The faucet in the sink is pretty old looking, with double handles instead of the single ones your used to back at home, but that’s not the problem, you can work faucets, obviously. The problem is that the one that controls the hot water won’t fricking turn off! You try your best, but it’s as stiff as a board.
You rush out the bathroom, momentarily forgetting you look like an eight-year-old dressed in hand-me-downs. “Jin, the faucet won’t–oh–!”
You walk in on a very shirtless Jin, who jumps violently at your voice, looking like a deer caught in headlights.
“Shit, sorry,” you squeak, heat rushing to your face as you turn your head.
But the damage has been done. Like it’s been implanted into your eyeballs, the image of Jin’s chest is all you can see. If you think his back is a sight to see, the front is enough to send your knees weak. He’s a naturally built guy, that much is obvious even with his clothes on, but you guess he must work out pretty regularly with how toned his abs are, how defined his pecs are…
In the corner of your eye, you see him attempt to cover himself up with the t-shirt he must have been about to slip on before you barged in on him. You turn further, heading back into the bathroom – well, running back into the bathroom.
“I, uh, the faucet is too tight. It won’t move.”
“T-two seconds,” he calls after you, sounding a little embarrassed.
It’s the longest two seconds of your life, which is probably because it’s more like an entire minute. The whole time you’re waiting for him you can’t stop thinking about what you’ve just seen. His hard chest, nipples a soft brown. The small dark hairs that travelled down to a destination that remained hidden by his (very low slung) sweatpants. You’ve seen bare torsos before of course but none have quite affected you like this. Despite how brief the glance was…
You’re so attracted to him it’s beginning to hurt, and it has taken you this long to realise you may not be able to control it for any longer… In fear of combusting.
When he appears (fully clothed, although his black t-shirt is dangerously loose, you note), he seems flustered, eyes darting over your body briefly before he looks away. His face was already mildly flushed when he entered, but now it’s turned even darker, those cute little ears flaming red. Your heart races. Is he embarrassed because you saw him shirtless? Is he embarrassed because you’re in his clothes and he likes what he sees? You feel bolder now, no longer self-conscious in his baggy t-shirt and shorts…
“It’s always getting stuck. I’m sorry, I should have told you beforehand.”
It takes you a moment to realise he’s talking about the faucet. You watch him start to struggle with it and lean in closer, practically touching him as you joke around. “Is this the moment you yank it off and we get soaked?”
“I hope not,” he chuckles, looking over at you slightly. “Then I’d have to apologise for getting you wet twice in one day.”
Your eyes widen just as his do, the both of you realising how what he’s just said could be perceived. It takes everything in you not to snort unattractively. Jin looks away before you can give him a reaction anyway, cheeks filling with colour. He twists the faucet handle harder.
You like flustered Jin, and you want more of it.
“I don’t recall you apologising for the first time yet.” The playfulness is evident in your tone, but he tries his best to ignore you. “Come on let’s hear it,” you prod, elbowing his side.
He breaths out a laugh, refusing to look at you. “Sorry.”
He’s not listening, giving the handle one last tug before it works, knocking off the stream of water successfully. “Finally,” he mutters.
You don’t care about that though. Not anymore. You place a hand on your hip. “I’m still waiting.”
You hear him groan your name softly, but he looks you in the eyes this time – and despite his face being aflame right now, he tries to beat you at your own game. “I’m sorry for making you wet today.”
But you don’t get so easily embarrassed as him. At least not right now anyway. Instead, you erupt into laughter, finding the entire thing hilarious. His mouth quirks up, and you know he finds this funny too. To prove you correct, he lets out a quiet chuckle. “So embarrassing.”
His voice is soft. Actually, everything about him is soft. His voice, his face, his gaze… It makes your chest ache a little. Soft and inviting, that’s what he is.
When he turns to leave, you act without thinking, the disappointment of yet another moment disappearing too much for you. (And hopefully this time someone doesn’t appear out of nowhere to dunk a bucket of water over his head…)
You grab his hand, making him look back.
He lifts an eyebrow, curious, but it’s all a front. His eyes give it away. He thinks he knows what’s coming. You take a deep breath.
“Sunmi thinks you like me.”
Then, unsurely, you add, “Is she just deluded?”
That’s code for: are you deluded? You don’t think you are but making the first move is scary. You can’t wait one second longer though. You need to know what’s going on between you both – what could go on…
Jin gives you a lopsided smile, almost coy, before he chuckles awkwardly. “So I was making it really obvious, huh?”
You fight the urge to grin, your heart starting to drum with excitement. “Not really, I was pretty oblivious.” You watch as he steps towards you, almost going cross-eyed in the end because he’s so close. “Thought you were just being nice.”
“Ah,” he sighs playfully, “the dreaded nice.”
“I like nice.”
He looks unconvinced. “Did you know that being called a nice guy is actually a bad thing now?”
That makes you laugh. “If it’s being used as a noun, then yes.”
He lets your information marinate before coming up with his conclusion. “I don’t know, I still don’t like the idea of you describing me as a simple nice.” His nose cutely crinkles up at the adjective.
“There’s other words I can use…” This time you take a step forward, your noses brushing together.
It feels so good to be this close to him. It’s finally happening. The moment you’ve barely let yourself think about.
“Yeah?” He murmurs.
“Yeah.” Your voice is just as gentle. “But I’ve had enough of talking…”
He pulls his head back slightly, briefly taken back by your boldness maybe, or possibly just making sure he’s not imagining this. Once he’s positive, he slowly begins to move in, lips parting. You copy, hand reaching forward to curl your fingers in his t-shirt, and as soon as you feel the warm press of his mouth you let your eyes close.
His kiss is soft too, of course. What else would you expect?
Your lips touch briefly for a few moments, giving you both time to familiarise yourselves with the feeling – or just the situation in general. It doesn’t take you long to melt, the meeting of your mouths just feeling so right, and with his next press there’s a little more oomph, retreating momentarily before applying even more pressure. Your fingers instinctively curl tighter into his t-shirt when you begin to kiss him back. Your eagerness meeting his gentleness in a way that shouldn’t work, but does. It really does.
When his hands cup your jaw, you can’t help but sink further, heart beating quickly, your other hand sliding over his hip, the smallest of sighs slipping past the seam of your lips. Jin loves it, for the briefest of moments pressing into your harder, grip on your jaw tightening as he holds you close.
You feel something zap southwards, heat flooding your face, and you give him another sound, lower this time. He breaks away with a shaky breath, and when he come back his mouth opens yours ever so slightly. Then again. And again. Until you’re moving together effortlessly. You’re the one who slips in some tongue, needing to taste him, and he complies eagerly, but keeps it to a minimum, hints of tongue joining each glide of your lips, and somehow such a simple kiss has your legs feeling like jello.
His kissing is addictive, much like he is, so when you feel him start to withdraw, you can’t help but feel disappointed. You want it to last a little longer, all evening if possible.
He takes his time with it though, which reassures the insecurities inside your heart. He’s stopping out of thoughtfulness, not because he wants to. After multiple drawn-out pecks, he finally manages to gain the strength to pull away. His eyes crinkle up when he gives you a warm smile, and it’s impossible not to return such an action. His lips are shining, even plumper than usual if it’s possible and you want nothing more than to dive right back in.
The tips of his fingers graze down your cheeks as he moves his hands away, and you feel fresh warmth spread over the skin. You want him to touch you more. You want him, period.
“Pinch me, let me know that was real,” he finally says, voice airy.
The hand against his hip stays put, but the one gripping his t-shirt lifts away, your eyes drifting over his left collarbone, his baggy t-shirt finally giving up the fight as it slips down the top of his shoulder. You let your hand graze up his arm, feeling goosebumps pop up, and pinch his bicep softly. “It was real,” you confirm with a smile.
He doesn’t jump away like earlier today. Instead, letting out an affectionate laugh before he takes your hand in his, lifting it between your bodies to run his thumb over your knuckles. “Hm,” he thinks aloud, eyes locking. “Do you just want to eat here?”
His question naturally throws you.
“I have stockpiled ramen hidden in my room so nobody can steal it.”
Food is the last thing on your mind right now, especially if it means you have to prepare it in a kitchen shared by his entire floor, but you let him lead you out of the bathroom, because well, your hand is in his. How could you not?
There’s a cupboard just above his desk filled with ramen – he wasn’t joking around. But you’re not in the least bit interested as he reels off flavours. All you can think about is the kiss and how much you want to do it again. Right now.
“Okay, so there’s shrimp, beef… There’s hot chicken but that’s pretty spice–”
He doesn’t get to finish his sentence because your lips are pressing into his suddenly, cutting him off. It’s only one kiss, that’s all your tiptoes will let you do, and when you pull away you laugh at Jin’s puzzled expression. His eyes comically wide.
“I wasn’t done kissing you,” you smile. “I know you were enjoying it so why did you stop?”
He chuckles coyly, finding it hard to meet your eyes. “Sorry, didn’t want to push my luck.”
It’s as simple as that.
You bite down on your bottom lip, waiting for him to do something, and when he meets your eyes, it’s a look unlike anything he’s given you before. The usual playful sparkle in his eyes is replaced with something else, he’s serious, but not in a bad way. There’s a need there, and it shows with how he takes your hips in his hands, leaning in slowly, never taking his gaze away from yours. You have just enough time to swallow, your mouth unusually dry before he’s pushing his lips into yours intently.
There’s something still gentle about the way he moves, but it’s laced with something new – a determination, an urgency. It has you needing to grip onto the tops of his arms, a muffled moan slipping from between your lips as the hands on your hips press you into the edge of his desk. It’s such a simple action, but your body heats up. He loves it, fingers twitching against your sides like he wants to do more, but instead he removes them completely, holding onto the desk instead. You can’t mind too much though, because now he’s closer. That, and his tongue is running along the seam of your lips, seeking entry…
You give it to him easily, the sheer purpose of his movements taking you by surprise, nothing like a few minutes ago in the bathroom. This time he meshes your tongues together, taking full control of your mouth, and you can’t help but to run your fingers through his hair, gripping gently at the roots as your body falls pliant. The small moan he gives you sends you almost wild, even more so when his hands wrap around your waist, desperate to embrace you – to feel you. He’s had enough of holding himself back it seems, and you can’t help but grin into the kiss.
“What?” He whispers, feeling it and in turn grinning back.
“Nothing,” your breath is hot against his and you’re panting slightly, so is he. “I just like it when you touch me.”
His breath hitches, wet lips pressing into yours once before he replies, “I’ve wanted to touch you for a really long time.”
Okay. Whether he’s trying to be sweet or dirty, he has you. Your heart races, kissing him eagerly as your hands relax in his hair to run down the expanse of his back. You tug him closer, your lower halves pressing together, and Jin gives you another small moan, only this time it’s gruffer. You follow suit, the sweet noise you present getting swallowed by his greedy tongue.
With how intense things are getting you shouldn’t be surprised when you feel his erection starting to form in his sweatpants, the swell nudging your thigh, but you still are. You’re making him get hard. You’re turning him on. It just does wonders for your ego.
And your greed.
You spend the next few seconds trying to break away, but he makes it difficult, his kiss hungry, grip on your waist firm. You giggle as you finally manage to pull free, hands on his shoulders, evading his mouth as he tries to lean in again.
“Why did you stop,” he whines, nuzzling into the crook of you neck instead. The sweet kisses he places on the skin bend and fold you, one of his hands drifting down to your hip.
“Can we go somewhere a little more comfortable?”
He freezes his movements, processing your words before he shoots his head up. “Oh yeah, shit, sorry.”
“It’s okay,” you laugh softly, rubbing one shoulder. Why’s he apologising?
You give him one – as innocent as you can muster – peck, before straightening up. He moves too, a little woodenly as he gains his bearings, eyes refocusing in the process. You notice the way he pulls his t-shirt down lower, attempting to conceal his erection you guess, which is funny seeing as you’ve already felt the beginnings of it pressed against you.
But you don’t point it out. Instead, you take his hand, prompting him to lead you forward. You have your sights on his twin bed, but he moves to the low sofa at the foot of it. You’re not that disappointed, guessing he must not have wanted to ‘push his luck’ again, and that’s actually pretty adorable.
“Here?” He asks. When you nod, he sits first, still concealing the growing tent in his sweats.
You don’t know what he was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t for you to take a seat directly on his lap. His eyes widen, mouth popping open as he lets out a simple ‘oh.’
You stop on his thighs, second guessing yourself, hands hovering above his shoulders. “This okay?”
“Definitely.” he nods quickly, eager to confirm.
It makes you giggle, and he chuckles along, leaning forward to recapture your mouth. His hands wrap around your middle as yours find his neck, tongues already lacing together, your breathing heavy. His fingers graze the top of your ass as your mouths work together urgently, but he seems hesitant to travel further. You’re craving his touch by now, the heat between your bodies becoming unbearable, so you remove yourself from his mouth with a sticky pop and run your hands down his chest. It feels strong and hard beneath your fingertips and it’s a wonder you’re able to control the urge not to tear his t-shirt off and suck hickies all over his skin.
“Touch me more, Seokjin.”
You’re trying to tell him, but it sounds more of a beg, unable to stop yourself from diving back into the kiss, his swollen lips looking way too inviting. He moans just as you do, a hand tentatively sliding over the curve of one butt cheek. When you push into him, he repeats, gliding his palm back and fore before his other hand wants in on the action. When he suddenly squeezes your behind it jerks you forward, makes you rub against his dick, and he can’t help but grunt. It sets you alight, and you swallow the moan greedily, rocking your hips again, wanting more.
It feels good for you, too – more than good. You can feel yourself growing wet, which is a little embarrassing considering you don’t have any underwear on under Jin’s shorts, but you guess that doesn’t really matter anymore, not when you’re grinding all over him, kissing him like your life depends on it. You can’t imagine he’s going to care.
Soon, it begins to feel too good though, getting hard to concentrate as pressure builds, Jin keeping a firm grip on your ass as you move on top of him. You break away from his mouth to catch your breath, arching into him as you wrap your arms around his neck, circling your hips around and around. Jin groans, nose nudging your throat before he starts to kiss it. Wet kisses, teeth nipping you every now and then. It has your breath shaking, body thrumming, and it only gets worse (read: better) when you feel one of his hands slip up your (his) t-shirt, his warm, gentle touch spreading over your back and throughout your entire body.
He runs his fingertips up and down your spine, and it feels even better because he’s doing it without any prompting. Eventually he gets higher with each caress, and you know the exact moment he realises you’re not wearing a bra because you feel his movements still briefly. He changes tactics, running his fingers along your side and over, down the soft skin of your stomach, before he travels up. Your breath hitches when you feel him stroke the underside of your left boob. He’s moving slow, as if he’s giving you a chance to tell him to stop if you want him to. But you don’t.
You really don’t.
You press your chest into him, giving him the go ahead, his palm taking a handful of boob, squeezing the flesh carefully. You move his head back, wanting to kiss him again, and when you do, he smiles against your mouth, laughing quietly.
“What?” You laugh back, voice uncharacteristically soft.
“Nothing, just happy.”
“Happy because you’re feeling my boobs?”
“Maybe,” he shrugs, going in for another kiss.
You snort unattractively but it doesn’t seem like such a big deal anymore. Soon enough you’re letting out a little yelp, Jin’s fingers pinching your nipple suddenly.
“Sorry,” he grins, thumb now rubbing small circles against the hard bud, before he does it again. “I swear that’s the last one.”
Your gazes meet, eyes silently dancing with laughter before you’re kissing again, palms cupping his face, until you drag one hand down his chest. You want to feel his body too, and you slip your fingers under the baggy material, feeling the faint ridges of the abs you’d caught a glance of earlier. It seems like a lifetime ago now, the unthinkable happening.
He moans at the sensation, the hand still on your ass gripping tightly as you continue to explore his chest as best you can. You kiss across his cheek, then down his jaw, hitting his throat, pressing your lips softly against his thick neck, teeth grazing his Adam’s apple. He practically quivers under you, your name slipping from his mouth sweetly.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he confesses quietly.
“Yeah?” you ask, nipping his collarbone. By now the hand on your boob has slid down your stomach, he’s turning boneless underneath you. “You’ve been imagining this?” To explain, you roll into him, his boner brushing against your core. His fingers grip your hip, a puff of air expelling from him.
You press on, having fun. “Kim Seokjin has dirty thoughts about me?”
His cheeks are already red from being so turned on, so you can’t tell if he’s embarrassed when he responds, although he does avert eye contact briefly. “Only sometimes.”
You feel jubilant, the idea of such a thing thrilling.
“I don’t make a habit of it,” he continues, quick to explain. “Most of the time I’m thinking about how beautiful and pretty you are.”
If any other guy would have told you that you wouldn’t have believed them, but it’s Jin, so you don’t doubt him at all.
“Oh yeah?” You laugh.
“Well,” he adds, “you’re still beautiful and pretty during the x-rated thoughts too, obviously.”
That just makes you laugh even harder, leaning in to kiss him again. You lose yourself for a moment, his hand on your ass moving to thread through your hair. He hisses when you start to drag your hips over him again, and you’re suddenly really, really hungry.
“What do we do in these 18+ fantasies of yours,” you pry, pulling back to look at him, winking playfully. “Maybe I can make it a reality.”
He chuckles, stroking your stomach as he looks between your bodies. “This.”
“This?” You grind a little quicker, gripping his sides. He lets out a faint moan. “I grind on you so hard I make you cum your pants?”
He flutters his eyes closed, pressing his back into the sofa. “If you keep talking like that then, yeah.” Then he opens them again, the same smile on his face from yesterday, the one that’s similar to a smirk. You flutter. Even more so when he speaks again. “But we, uh, we… we might be naked.”
You don’t need to hear another word, your hands reaching for the hem of your (his) t-shirt, and you begin to lift it up.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
Jin stops you with both hands on your hips.
“Making it a reality,” you laugh, before noticing the look on his face. You panic, misreading it. “Unless you don’t want to?” The t-shirt slowly falls back down your body. “Shit, sorry, Jin. I didn’t mean to–”
Maybe you’re being too forward? It isn’t intentional, just kissing him turns you crazy.
“No, I do want to,” he assures, before giving a short laugh. “Trust me.” He sees how confused you look and tries to explain. “I just… I’m not in a rush, okay?” He pauses. “You don’t have to do this. I still really like you either way. If you want to kiss me all evening, I’m fine with that.”
As if you couldn’t like him more than you already do, he decides to go full gentleman on you…
You give him an appreciative but coy smile. “And if I want to do more?”
You don’t miss the way he clears his throat before he flashes you a grin. “Then I’m great with that.”
You’re pretty sure the throat clearing was a good sign, but just in case. You don’t want to push him into doing anything he didn’t want to.
“Sure,” he settles, reaching for you, his hands sliding up the t-shirt.
“You don’t think…” you stop yourself, regretting it immediately. Now you’re over thinking things.
He raises his eyebrows, sensing something. “Don’t think what?” When you don’t reply, his forehead pinches in concern. “_____, talk to me,” he murmurs encouragingly, giving your side a stroke.
You look at him, deciding he won’t ever judge you. You trust him. “I don’t want you to think I’m easy.”
It’s silly really. You’re quite a confident person, always have been, and hopefully always will be. But you’ve had numerous bad relationship (if you can call them that) experiences since being in college. The latest one was a few months back, and that word still echoes in your brain from time to time. You’re still pretty wounded.
Jin looks horrified. “Of course I don’t think that. Why would I?”
You give him a simple shrug, feeling a little awkward.
“Has someone told you that before?”
You don’t reply and he doesn’t push, but you know he understands, having guessed right.
He’s quick to shower you with kindness, wrapping his arms around you, kissing your nose. “I think you’re beautiful” – then your lips – “and amazing, and kind, and funny, and –”
“Okay,” you giggle, “you’re already getting in my pants, no need to butter me up anymore.”
He laughs along, kissing you once more.
You take a moment, gazing into his eyes. “I like you too, Seokjin.” You haven’t actually told him that yet, have you? “That’s why I want to do this. You’re different…” Wrinkling your nose, you cringe at yourself but carry on, wanting him to hear it. “I think you’re incredible.”
He smiles gratefully, letting you push him against the back of the sofa. You run your hands over his shoulders, admiring his face and then his body. “And really hot.”
He snorts softly, embarrassed no doubt. It’s the truth though. You kiss him, speaking against his mouth as it puckers. “And sexy.” Again, your hands travel across his shoulders, hips grinding into crotch, stirring his cock again. He kisses you back for a couple of minutes, your tongues tangling together hurriedly as you get more desperate by the second, but when you start getting more handsy, Jin fidgets a little. You notice his kiss becoming a little distracted too.
“Nothing,” he mutters, “it’s just…” He winces, head falling back. “This is embarrassing.”
He takes a deep breath. “Just don’t go expecting too much, okay?” Then meekly, “I’m not very experienced.”
Your jaw drops in shock. “Wait, you’re a–?”
“No,” he rushes. “I’m not, but…”
“But?” You repeat, confused now that you think of it. “What about you and Daeun?”
Daeun was the girl he’d dated through pretty much all of first year. You hadn’t known him personally back then, but it was still common knowledge around campus.
“We didn’t really do it much when we were together,” he explains with a shrug, not meeting your eyes. You’re pretty sure he’s trying to sound casual, but secretly you can see straight through him.
Each to their own, but if you’d been dating him back then, you would have been jumping his dick every single day.
“Christ, I’m so embarrassing,” he groans, dropping his head in his hands. “Why did I just tell you that?”
“No,” you insist, grabbing his wrists. “No, you’re not embarrassing, Seokjin.”
He peeks at you through his fingers, seeing no judgment or laughter on your face.
You give him a small smile when he drops his hands completely. “Thank you for telling me. I’m really looking forward to this.”
“You are?” He sounds unsure.
You chuckle, nodding your head. “I thought that much was obvious.”
“Yeah, it is,” he mumbles with a shake of his head. “Ignore me.”
You place a sweet kiss on his mouth before lifting the edges of the purple t-shirt. “Should we continue?” You smile.
He nods, smiling back. “Yeah, I’d love to.”
His eyes are round as he watches you remove the item of clothing, soaking in every last bit of your torso. He’s almost frozen, and in the end, you have to take one of his hands yourself to place over your chest. He comes alive then, the warmth of your tits making all his apprehensions disappear, just like magic – of course.
“Can I…?” He asks, dipping his head, and your stomach flips, realising what he wants to do.
You nod, not sure you’ll do a good job with words right now, and watch as he descends, arms wrapping around your waist as his pillowy lips press a kiss to each pert nipple. Instinctively your hands find their way to the back of his head, fingers locking into the chocolate strands when you feel the wet warmth of his tongue, tip circling one bud, making it extra sensitive.
You need a moment to process.
Kim Seokjin is kissing your boobs. Kim Seokjin is sucking your nipple between his lips.
You arch into him when he starts wanting more, taking more, as if he wants your entire left tit inside his mouth, tongue tracing patterns into the soft skin. You can’t help but moan a little, the sound choking in your throat, fingers tugging on his hair a little. He gives you a grunt of approval, moving to nuzzle between your breasts, eyes shut, before he starts to mouth the one he’s neglected. He’s so tender, so loving, it’s by far the most erotic thing you’ve ever experienced, and the pressure between your legs increases, if possible. You’re surprised you haven’t soaked through the fabric of his shorts.
When you don’t think you can take much more of the way he’s straight up worshipping your chest, you push him back against the sofa, lifting his head up so you can kiss him, feel how wet his lips are, how soft his tongue is. His breath quivers, hands pawing hungrily at anything he can reach, the softest, neediest of moans slipping out every now and then.
It drives you wild.
Your hands slip up his t-shirt, noticing how slightly sticky his skin has become. His muscles tighten under your touch, whining when you tear yourself from his mouth. “You too,” you simply say, tugging at the fabric.
He helps you take it off, stretching it over his shoulders, and while he’s pulling it over his head, you rightfully get distracted, fingers grazing up and down his chest, brushing across his pebbled nipples. This is a dream come true. You feel uncontrollable raking your nails across his smooth and muscular body.
“Do you work out?” you ask, curious but also wanting to praise him as much as possible.
“Occasionally,” he breathes, watching the way you touch him. “It’s mostly just natural–wait–that sounded so big-headed.” He sounds panicked, it’s cute, even more so when he begins to stumble over his words. “I meant, like… I just–I’m like this naturally for the most part –I guess…”
You grin, leaning in as you glide your palms along each shoulder. “Should have known with shoulders this wide.”
You can’t wait to cling to them while he fucks you… Your tits press into his chest as you place a kiss to the nearest shoulder, and he groans, his hands spreading over your back, holding you to him for a second. That is until you wriggle free, hands travelling down his stomach, the small, dark hairs ticking the pads of your fingers as you hit below his (very cute) bellybutton.
You look at him and raise an eyebrow. “Should we free something else too?”
He gulps when you run your hand along his erection, pressed against his inner thigh, and you can’t help but notice just how long and thick it feels. You’ve been grinding on it for the past God knows how long, but under your palm it feels entirely different – entirely new. The monster twitches at your touch, Jin’s hips lifting slightly, chasing for more and you lock eyes, his lips parting as he mouths his affirmation.
Your heart is drumming inside your chest as you rush to push his sweats down, fingers curling underneath the waistband of both the clothing item and his boxers. You really don’t know what to expect, equal amounts excited and nervous because of what you’ve just felt. Jin helpfully lifts his ass off the sofa, and you tug at his clothing, jaw dropping open when his cock springs out – hard, smooth, long and thick. Very, very long and thick… It slaps against his stomach with an intimidating thump, tip angry red and shiny with precum.
Your practically speechless, unsure what you can say – what you should say.
“You’re really big,” is what you settle on, stating the obvious dumbly.
Jin must sense your panic because his forehead creases in concern, mixed with embarrassment you think. “I, uh,” – he swallows – “I should have said something.”
Yeah, a heads up would have been lovely, but then again, how the hell would he have brought it up?
He continues on, grimacing slightly. “I was hoping this was just normal.”
“What do you mean?”
You’re confused, but also highly distracted as you watch his dick bob against his abs. You’re pretty sure your mouth is watering because despite how daunting that thing is, you can’t help but be mesmerised. It’s like nothing you’ve ever seen before. Of course he would have a gigantean dick. Of course. He’s blessed everywhere else, may as well include his cock on the list too…
“Okay, so I haven’t been entirely honest.”
You force yourself to pay attention, fighting the urge to take him in your fist and squeeze.
“The reason me and Daeun didn’t do it much was because I couldn’t fit properly.”
His face burns red, and you can’t blame it on how aroused he is this time. You patiently wait for him to continue, not wanting to hurry him.
“I mean, I’ve seen other dicks before, obviously. The size checks out in porn but in real life?” He snorts in humiliation.
“I don’t know, I was just kinda hoping there were other guys on campus who…”
“Who were hiding dicks this big?” You can’t help it, your mouth quirking up at the edges. Why is he so adorable?
He whimpers, burying his face into his hands for the second time in less than fifteen minutes. “This is so fucking embarrassing.”
You move in closely, speaking against his ear. “Seokjin, every single guy on campus wishes they had one this big.”
He makes an agonised noise against his fingers. You smile and kiss his earlobe before gently running the tip of your tongue along the edge, dipping inside, making sure to be wet about it. Your eyes are very much locked onto his erection, so you see it jolt in response. Emboldened, you reach for his hands and push them away, wanting him to see when you take his dick in your fist. You feel his body freeze when you give him a firm squeeze at the base, before raking your palm upwards, following with a squeeze at the head, a fresh bead of precum pooling out of the slit. He makes a tiny noise, and you swear you feel a fresh gush between your thighs.
“Trust me,” you reassure, voice low and hopefully seductive, “there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“Kiss me,” is all he says, voice breathy.
You listen, stroking him in time with how your tongues caress, one of his strong arms holding you tight, purposely wanting your tits brushing up against his chest, your nipples grazing the solid flesh.
“What if…” He tries to speak but gets distracted when you start nibbling on his bottom lip. You pull back to let him continue, but you’re unable to stop pecking at his lips as he does. “What if–mhm–what if –mhm–s-stop,” he laughs loudly, holding you still the next time you attempt to. “I’m trying to be serious.”
“Sorry,” you grin, kissing his cheek instead. “Please continue.”
He stares at you in warning, a smile twitching at his lips, before he frowns slightly, remembering what he wanted to say. “I just…what if we can’t do it either?”
His concern touches you.
“We’ll try,” you smile softly, the hand around his erection moving away to brush up and down his thigh softly.
In all honesty, you aren’t actually worried about that. Like yes, it is the biggest dick you’ve ever seen before – in real life and on screen – but it’s Seokjin’s dick, so you want it with everything you have…
He kisses you this time, a hand curling over your ass, kneading the soft flesh. You moan into his mouth, reaching to cup his face as your tongues curl together. You tap his jaw as you move away. “I’m not going down without a fight, Kim.”
His face breaks into the most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen, the sound his laugh makes breaking your heart a little. “I don’t doubt you,” he says simply, and there he is, the Jin you know. No longer the one filled with worry over his humungous dick.
“But first…” you trail off, letting your movements do the talking as you slip away from him, attempting to drop to the floor on your knees. You have never wanted to suck dick so much in your entire life. Your jaw is already vibrating just from the thought, imagining the ache that will come from trying to stuff yourself full of him – and you’ll love every minute of it. You’re certain.
He stops you though, taking your hands in his tightly. “Your knees,” he worries. “It might be painful.”
Christ, if he’s going to be this sweet about it you might just cry.
“Let’s do this,” he suggests, and you watch as he maneuverers out from under you, lying lengthways across the sofa. It’s so tiny he has to half lay down, half sit up, feet dangling over the opposite edge. You giggle, straddling him as best you can as the furniture groans in protest, but you both make it work.
“Okay?” he asks.
You nod, leaning in to kiss him briefly before moving your lips down his chest, kissing his nipple which makes him shudder and chuckle shyly. You travel down his sternum, licking away sweat that’s collected in the ridges of his abdomen, before you find yourself at his bellybutton. You can feel his hard on brushing against your boobs, hot to the touch, desperate for more relief, but he doesn’t rush you. Just waits patiently, one arm resting against the sofa cushions, the other dangling off the edge, hand pressing into the floor the sofa is so low.
You wriggle down further, one knee getting jammed between his thigh and the sofa and fight to free it. His cock bobs against his stomach, and you lean in to place a small kiss to the head of it, pulling away just as he freezes before going back for seconds. This time taking your time, pressing your lips to the sensitive flesh for a few seconds. Jin holds himself still, but you notice his fingers twitch against the cushion out of the corner of your eye.
With a smile you take his cock in your fist, standing him upright, and then you let your tongue dance around the tip, tasting the sweet and saltiness of his precum. He hisses at the sensation, hips jumping up, and you can’t help but suck him for a brief second, looking over at him just in time to see his head fall back, eyes fluttering shut. You feel so much discomfort between your legs that you can’t help but grind down a little on his thighs, needing at least some relief.
When you pop him out of your mouth, he opens his eyes and lifts his neck up, watching you curiously to see what your next move is. You stroke him slowly a few times, but you want it to be easier, you want to be able to glide across the veiny skin. So you start licking lines up the length almost like he’s a popsicle. You physically see him reel, eyes stuck open this time as if he can’t bear to look away. You keep eye contact, grinning a little, making sure he’s practically soaked in your saliva, and then you run the tip of your tongue along his slit, wiggling it back and fore crudely.
“_____,” he chokes, now white knuckling the cushion, the palm of his other hand pressing into the floor. He’s twitching like crazy in your hand, veins pulsing.
“Good?” You ask, lifting away.
His chest heaves just as you do, grunting when you start jerking him off quickly.
“Yeah, seriously good,” he strains out, voice sounding a little panicked. “_____, this is… I feel like –”
“Shhh,” you soothe, knowing exactly what he’s getting at. “If you cum, you cum. I won’t mind.”
As you finish your sentence you descend once again, this time feeling bolder, wanting to see how far you can take him into your mouth. You want to give him the best head of his life.
Wrapping your lips around him, you gradually sink down a couple of inches, already feeling the burn, and Jin shouts out as go. You think his head falls back again, but you can’t be too sure because now your attention is solely on the job at hand. You manage to take him halfway, your mouth stretching open as much as you can manage before you begin to bob your head up and down, clumsily finding a rhythm, although you don’t think he minds that you’re doing a sloppy job about it if the airy moans and occasional grunts are anything to go by.
He does panic when you start choking though, gurgling noise freaking him out, but you reassure him with a couple sucks of his head that you’re okay. “Hold my head,” you murmur, your voice shaky from how turned on you are, and he listens quickly, lifting the hand from the floor to lace his fingers through your hair, eyes rolling back when he feels the flick of your tongue against the underside of his cock.
By now you’re not even noticing the ache in your jaw, too focused on making Jin feel as good as possible. You think he slips deeper, head of his cock tickling your tonsils but you’re so in the zone you can’t be sure. He glides in and out of your mouth like magic, but of course, you do need to catch your breath at some point when breathing through your nose doesn’t suffice. You lick a long, sloppy trail up his length before you pop off, trails of spit still attached to your mouth, breaking apart and coating his dick even more.
“Ngnn, _____,” he moans, fingers tightening in your hair as he stretches his body out, pleasure still lingering. “How are you doing that?”
His disbelief gets you good, praise going straight to your head, and you lean back in to suck at his tip. You don’t stop, the flesh red hot and squelching around your lips, until he’s becoming weak under your grip, oversensitive but somehow desperate for more.
He sounds just as weak when he speaks again. “If I look at you, that’s it. I’m going to fucking blow.”
You giggle, unable to stop yourself. You love hearing him curse, gets you hotter for him. The sound vibrates down his cock and sends him close to death.
“Shit, _____,” he groans. “I-I can’t take much more.”
You pull back to look at him in all his fucked-out glory. Lips wet and parted, face flushed, chest patched with the same shade of red as his it rises and falls aggressively. “Would you like to cum like this, or wait?” you ask innocently, digging your tongue into his slit to wiggle it back and fore again
His head falls back, knot in his throat looking so sexy you want to bite it. “It feels so good,” he moans weakly, “but I can’t cum yet.”
That’s all you need to hear, some kind of decision, for you to stop teasing him any further. The idea of more to come has you pulsing with fresh desire, and you crawl your way up his body, lying on top of him (and ignoring the protests of his sofa) to kiss him like it’s been days. Like you miss him. You do.
He hums in enjoyment, holding your face passionately, enjoying the taste of himself on your tongue. “Not yet,” he repeats softly, although at the same time he’s rubbing all over you.
At this point you’re 100% sure you’ve soaked through his shorts that you’re wearing, and if you don’t get some type of relief soon you might just scream. Unable to wait much longer, you ask, “Can we go to your bed?”
He doesn’t need telling twice. You’re up, he’s up, kicking off his sweatpants like there’s a fire (and for some reason he needs to be naked for it…), but he does pull his boxer shorts up, practically tenting a mile away from his crotch, which is hilarious. You make the short distance to his bed wrapped up in each other, crashing down onto his mattress with a silent bounce – surprisingly. Well done springs!
All over you, he hurriedly moves from your lips to your neck, kissing you so hard you’ll probably bruise, sucking at the sensitive skin, making you whine and cling to his shoulders. His hands cup your tits, palming you a lot rougher than the first time and you love it. You love that he’s losing it, desperate for you. Soon enough his mouth takes over, sucking more bruising kisses all over the round flesh before the tip of his tongue circles your nipples in turn, teeth grazing you as he pulls away, making you hiss and arch your back into him. His cock prods where your thigh meets your hip, still just as hard as you left him.
He licks down your stomach, then back up again, on your left nipple, on your right, palms digging into the mattress, holding himself up as his arms shake with want. He’s like a whirlwind and you can’t keep up. You don’t really want to keep up, basking in the attention.
His hands find the large drawstring knot tied around your hips, and now you’re kicking into high gear.
“Can I?” he asks, voice trembling with the same urge.
You moan in reply, nodding your head, and his fingers rush to untie the jumble you created. You didn’t really think it through, although it wasn’t like you could have predicted what would happen. You had no clue Jin would be on a one-man mission to strip you naked not even an hour after you’d tied the knot.
He struggles, at one point you’re about to suggest some scissors, but just as you open your mouth a cry of celebration fills the room.
He’s in. And the shorts are off.
You swear he nearly falls backwards when he sees you’re not wearing any panties. It nearly makes you laugh, but then he meets your eyes, looking like he wants to eat you alive. He scoots down the bed, face directly level with your core, gazing at it like it’s the eighth wonder of the world. “You’re beautiful,” he awes.
You feel slightly shy from his attention, which is unlike you, but no one has ever sounded this genuine and sweet while complementing… your vagina! You go to close your legs a little, but he stops you with a gentle hand to your thigh.
“Don’t,” he whispers, looking up to meet your eyes, the swell of your chest rising and falling faintly.
Slowly, he brings his fingers up to your heat, tracing down your folds and making you flutter. He coats himself in your arousal, lips curling as he chuckles softly to himself.
He shakes his head, rising slightly. “Nothing, it’s just…” he trails off, as if he’s contemplating whether or not to continue, but then he cracks up again. “I guess I really did get you wet twice today.”
“SEOKJIN!” you roar. He’s unbelievable.
He just laughs harder, eyes turning fond halfway through. “I like when you call me that.”
“I know you do,” you smile, letting him link one of his hands with yours as he leans up to kiss you softly on the mouth. “Enough mush,” you tease when he pulls away. “It’s almost like I’m not butt naked on your bed.”
“As if I could forget,” he chuckles, nudging his erection into your stomach. “I want you to stay here forever,” he adds as he kisses down your cleavage, making his way down your body again, lips following.
He stops just below your bellybutton, lifting his eyes as you feel his fingers brush against your entrance. You pulse against them, wanting to be filled so bad.
You bite down on the knuckle of your pointer finger as you nod, watching him intently as he slowly begins to push his own inside of you. You take him easily, body twisting to the side with the perfect intrusion, a soft moan escaping you. He curls and presses it against your inner walls carefully, your eyes falling closed as warm pleasure seeps through your body. Soon enough you feel him add a second digit, copying the movements before beginning to gently scissor you open. You understand what he’s doing, trying to get you stretched enough to fit his cock, and the thought does something to you, has you moaning more frequently, a little louder. The squelching you’re making around his fingers doesn’t help either, so wonderfully lewd it makes your head dizzy.
Still on your side, Jin’s free hand pushes you back onto your ass, readjusting his fingers slightly, before starting to move them in and out, his pace picking up. You push your feet into the bed with a soft cry, legs lifted at the knee as your thighs tense at the new pleasure, fluttering your eyes open to look down at him. He likes that he’s making you feel good, an accidental noise falling from his mouth as he watches the pleasure on your face, and then he’s switching things up again, long fingers pressing and curling against a spot that has your hips jerking, a tremble that sounds like his name slipping past your lips.
He goes back to scissoring you, gaze now burning a hole between your legs as he watches you greedily take his fingers, the wet suction noises getting louder, your arousal dripping down his knuckles. You’re wet wet by now, and if he doesn’t manage to fit after this you’ll definitely cry.
He lifts a little, turning his head to the right. “You’re so soft.” His voice is a whisper, and he places small kiss to the inside of your knee.
Delicately, he brushes his thumb over your clit and it feels like fireworks are going off inside your brain, taking you this long to realise he’s left that part of your body untouched this entire time. You pulse erratically, letting out a breathy moan, no doubt squeezing his fingers, because now you need more.
And more he gives.
He looks over at you, gaze almost drunk, definitely desperate. “Can I go down on you?”
You can feel your heart quicken immediately, the idea exciting you a little too much. You already know how amazing his mouth feels against your own, so imagine it someplace else… You feel like you may pass out.
“Go for it,” you attempt to breeze, but your throat is tight, voice strained.
Enthusiastic, he wastes no time attaching his mouth to your clit, the sudden contact making your hips jump, but it’s nothing compared to the immense pleasure that follows. He keeps fingering you as he wraps his lips around the sensitive bud, tongue flicking against it rapidly. The shock of such an onslaught has you momentarily speechless, but your body reacts madly, squirming around before your feet kick out, one hitting the wall his bed is against.
“Oh, shit,” you finally manage to get out, a whine escaping you as your hips push into his face on their own accord.
He makes a noise in return, working his jaw against you harder, wrist still snapping away, incredibly focused on the job at hand. You feel like you can’t handle it, like you might explode. What the fuck is going on?!
Your voice almost doesn’t sound human when you cry his name.
He pulls away briefly, a very visible smirk across his face. “Good?” he asks, his hand stilling, but the tips of the fingers inside you continue to press upwards, moving leisurely. His mouth and chin are smeared with your arousal, and it looks so hot you can’t take it.
“You liar!” you cry out dramatically, back of your head pressing in the pillows. “You said you were inexperienced!”
You hear him laugh, before you tense up, his lips kissing your clit. “Maybe not at this,” he murmurs, making you shiver. Then, more of what you’re used to, he sounds a little awkward, feeling the need to explain. “I mean, I did this a lot because of…”
You understand, lifting your head to look down at him. He gives you a small smile, cheeks rounding, far too cute for the situation right now.
“It’s so good,” you praise, one of your hands running through his hair.
He grunts as you do so, moving in to start working his mouth over you again, tongue dipping between your folds, running along the sensitive flesh. “Give yourself something to hold onto if you like,” he tells you, before sucking on your clit.
Your hips jump as you moan, fingers tightening into his hair immediately. He’s slower this time, taking his time with it, digits rubbing against your walls, his tongue washing over you, over and over again, occasionally taking your clit in his mouth to suck softly. All you can do is watch and sigh quietly, unable to stop yourself from spreading your legs wider, toes digging into his rumpled sheets.
His mouth moves, kissing across to meet your thigh, fingering you deeper, enjoying it when you moan, chasing the sound repeatedly. He can do doubt feel the way your skin trembles underneath his mouth, the way you tense up, the pleasure building up, your orgasm near.
“I want to make you cum,” he whispers.
“Please do.” Your eyes fall shut as you groan, breath hitching when you feel him back on your pussy, picking up his pace, wrist snapping with fresh enthusiasm. You’d definitely made it appear again, you think to yourself. This afternoon felt like a lifetime ago.
You feel like you’ve been missing out this entire time, oblivious to the fact that oral sex could feel this amazing. Most guys you’ve been with hardly wanted to go down there at all, and the ones who did never did it long enough (or well enough) to make you cum. So, here right now, is a brand-new experience all together. You don’t know what to do with yourself, how you or your body should react. Not that your mind is in charge anyway.
Your legs flail around, feet pushing and sliding around the bed as he gets you closer and closer to your high, the noises you’re making choking out of you, his stuttered name in there somewhere. You sound a little panicked, and that’s because you are. Whatever he’s doing down there feels impossible, every nerve in your body vibrating with a pleasure you’ve never felt before.
“I’m–I-I’m… shit–” You can’t even continue. Even more so when he speeds up, ready for the grand finale.
The hand not tied up in his hair reaches for him, fingers splayed. He grabs hold of your wrist, anchoring you down, and that’s when you finally give in. You throw your head back with a silent bounce, a cry leaving you as the first hit of your orgasm comes. And it just keeps on coming… Wave after wave, Jin dragging it out for as long as he’s possibly able to, tongue washing over you, feasting on the taste of you, little noises of enjoyment leaving his throat.
You feel like you’re floating, lightheaded and tingly. Clammy now that you think about it, but you can’t care. Not when it’s the best orgasm you’ve ever received – ever given yourself actually!
You feel him slide his fingers out of you carefully, the squelch loud, and he softly starts to trail kisses up your belly, between your panting boobs, his hands pressing into the pillow either side of your head as he makes his way to your face. Only then do you let your eyes open, feeling spaced out as hell. Your voice is weak when you’re finally able to vocalise.
“What. The. Fuck.”
You’re aware enough to notice how huge and dark his eyes are, his face glistening from the nose down. Lips red and puffy. God, is he beautiful. Even more so when his face lights up with a grin. “You’re going to give me an ego.”
You pull him to you, his surprised yelp muffled by your lips on his, and you kiss him hungrily, greedily, tasting yourself. His erection digs into stomach, and now you’re just getting driven crazy. Instead of feeling exhausted, you feel ravenous. Needy, your legs tangling up in his as you cling to his body, wanting to feel him everywhere. What has he done to you?
“Jin, hurry,” you whine against his sticky mouth, sucking on his bottom lip. He’s breathing hard, unable to stop rubbing up against you, desperate for any type of friction. It has you speaking without a filter, feeling a need like no other. “Want your dick.”
You swear to God he nearly chokes, lifting his head back to take a look at you. He’s filled with lust, but still sounds a little uncertain when he asks you, “Now?”
You nod quickly, unable to stop yourself from reaching down and squeezing him, feeling him pulse against your palm. He grunts, leaning in to kiss you. Your tongue reaches for his immediately.
“You sure?” he presses, lips trailing down your chin, your throat.
“Mhmm,” you moan, fingers grazing down his muscular back. “I need you.”
“Me too.” He moves quickly, leaving the warmth of your body to reach over to his nightstand. “Let me grab a condom.”
You feel your heart race as you watch him eagerly reach into the second drawer, fiddling around briefly before he procures a gold foil packet. He turns his back to you, raising his butt to push his underwear down, kicking it off when it reaches his ankles. He’s in a rush, dick fit to burst no doubt. His patience up until now was beyond hot of course, but watching his urgency right now? It’s on another level!
He tears open the condom wrapper, throwing it to the side of him. You can’t see him slide the latex on, and you kind of wish you could, but you wait patiently, not wanting to make him uncomfortable in any way. Instead, you sit up, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, placing small, sweet kisses against his back. He makes a slight noise, pushing into you slightly, and as you turn your head to the side, the foil packet catches your attention.
“XL?” you question, raising an eyebrow.
He chuckles coyly. “Trust me, I’m not making the mistake of attempting to use a regular sized condom ever again.”
He’s making a joke, and it is funny, but instead of being highly amused, all you feel is highly turned on. He’s a bit startled when you drag him back, leaning around to kiss him wildly before becoming a tangle of limbs as you attempt to straddle him, pushing him to the mattress. You find him so hot you can’t control yourself. Sweet and thoughtful Kim Seokjin with his secret massive dick.
You’re kissing him so fast he can’t keep up, a breathless laugh escaping him as he manages to get you to stop.
“What?” you smile.
“Nothing,” he smiles back, cupping your face in his hands. Then, more quizzically, “Are you really sure?”
“Yes, I’m really sure!” you laugh, as if it wasn’t painfully obvious. “Are you?”
“More than sure,” he confirms. “Just… Just don’t worry if this doesn’t work out.”
You nod, understanding his reservations. But he doesn’t yet understand the full extent of your determinedness. You’re fitting his dick inside you whether it’s the last thing you do.
“Let’s try like this,” you say, sitting up to fully straddle him.
“Fuck,” he breathes, eyes wide as he looks up at you. “Okay.”
You grip the base of his cock, the girth of him suddenly intimidating from this position, but you persevere, feeling the way he pulses in your hand, using it as encouragement. He holds your hips gently as you start to push down, taking the tip of him easily. Now just another God knows how much left… But a couple of inches down, you start realising this position was probably a bit too ambitious for your first time together. You already feel so full at this angle, and you hate giving up, you really do, but if you want this to happen, you’re going to have to save riding his dick for another time.
“This was a bad idea,” you sigh in frustration, pulling off him entirely, feeling extra bad because Jin has been so patient as you attempted to take him.
“_____, it’s okay,” he consoles, sitting up effortlessly to place a kiss on your cheek. He runs his hands down your back. “We don’t have to…”
“No, it’s just the position,” you tell him, realising he’s mistaken you. You kiss his lips before chuckling. “Feels like I’m getting impaled.”
“Oh,” he says, joining you awkwardly – half amused, half freaked out. “That’s not hot.” He holds your hips again, tilting his head to the side. “Let me try?”
You nod, letting him guide you gently onto to your back, placing kisses to your mouth the entire time. You spread your legs, pressing your feet into his ass as he kneels low between them, wanting him to have as much access as he can. He looks down, holding his length in his fist as he starts to rub the head against your folds, back and fore, the latex making a noise with the movement.
He stops at your entrance, looking up to shoot you a reassuring smile. “Okay, I’m going to start pushing inside.”
You nod, holding your breath, and you can’t help but look down to where your bodies meet, heart hammering inside your chest. You’re suddenly really, really nervous.
Maybe he notices the apprehension on your face, because immediately, with his free hand, he lifts your chin, your gaze meeting his. “Hey, look at me,” he murmurs. You reach to kiss him, feeling calmer already. It makes it easier for when he starts moving, slowly starting to push his cock inside of you.
You both moan when he gets further than you did, the feeling of him filling you, grazing against your walls, unimaginable. You know you’re already squeezing him tightly, getting used to the intrusion, and for a few seconds he freezes, familiarising himself with the sensation. Your mouths press harder, noses brushing together, and you wrap your arms around his back, tugging him closer, wanting to feel his weight against your body.
In the process, you push him inside further, causing another moan from you and a grunt of pleasure from him. He tears himself away from your lips to stare down, breath catching in his throat when he sees himself inside of you.
“How much is it in?” you ask, voice breathy.
“Nearly all the way.” His voice is shaking, much like his hands that caress your body as he leans forward again, showering you with kisses. “Should I start moving?”
“Y-yeah,” you whisper.
He begins to thrust into you shallowly, not attempting to push the rest of his dick inside yet, wanting you to get used to feeling first. Your pussy welcomes him, warm and wet, hugging him tightly, squelching around him, and he loves it, moaning softly with each push of his hips. It makes you lose it even more, moaning louder than him, clutching him tight.
“I’m not hurting you, right?” he pants, the veins in his neck bulging slightly as he tries to hold himself back from thrusting all the way inside.
You shake your head, answering with a simple “more.”
You moan, lifting your hips up to meet his. It’s a little uncomfortable maybe, not used to his kind of thickness, but there’s no pain. You want everything he can give you. You’re sure you’re wet enough. “Give me all of it.”
He splutters. “Ffuck, _____, you can’t just say things like that.”
You giggle, liking that you’ve embarrassed him, and nudge your hips up again. He obeys, unable to deny you anything right now, and carefully keeps on pushing, your pussy stretching over him as he gets deeper and deeper. He groans as he finally bottoms out, feeling the way you flutter around him, and you kiss him deeply, chests pressed together, hearts hammering.
“How does it feel?” he forces out, trying his best to contain himself.
“Good,” you reassure, running a hand down his back, before gripping onto his shoulders. Just like you’d imagined. “You feel so good.” You’ve never felt this full before. So full. It’s a feeling out of this world.
“Shit,” he grunts, hips bucking into yours uncontrollably. “You too.”
You remember then that this is his first time being fully inside a girl, and the thought drives you wild, wanting him to take full advantage – full advantage of you.
“Keep doing that,” you encourage, one foot pushing into his ass.
He listens, inside you fully for a few thrusts, getting used to the sensation, before he gains confidence, pulling almost all the way out just to drive back in. You cry out in encouragement, clinging to his shoulders, and he repeats once more, a loud groan puffing against your face. You moan sweetly back, wanting him to know how much you’re enjoying it and much of a great job he’s doing.
“Is it okay?” he asks, needing confirmation.
“I love it,” you say, voice a whine. He pumps harder in return.
Gradually, you start to help him, rolling your hips into his to start up a rhythm, and it feels so good for both of you, you can’t do much else. Apart from the moans, the occasional whimper, there’s no talking, your bodies doing all the communicating. You touch him all over, sliding your hands up and down his sweaty back, fingers grazing the hairs at the nape of his neck, tangling in the brown locks as your mouths move together when they can. Most of the time you’re too distracted to kiss properly.
After a few minutes he begins to pant your name, face falling into the crook of your neck, your earlobe finding its way between his lips as he sucks on the flesh. “Shit, I’m close,” he shudders, sounding guilty about it.
“Okay,” you breathe, rubbing his shoulders, a hand slipping down his chest, giving one pec a hearty squeeze. “That’s okay.”
He lifts his head up, staring at you to make sure.
“Go a little faster,” you urge, linking your ankles around his lower back. “Use me.”
That, you find out, is his last straw. His hips immediately snap faster, bed frame starting to creak with the force, and not a minute later he’s moaning loudly, lunging at you as he captures your mouth in a needy, hot kiss. You moan with him, holding him tightly as his hips still, only jumping erratically as he spills into the condom.
You kiss for a long time afterwards, even after he’s moved away briefly to pull out. Even after he’s tugged the condom off and pushed it into the foil packet. You can’t get enough of one another.
“Best day ever,” he grins down at you, the both of you still panting but at least you can talk again.
You giggle, the sound bubbling out of you, sounding fond, happy. “Best tip of the day, or what?” you tease.
He laughs along, going in for another kiss, unable to stay away. He kisses you until your lips feel sore, and even then, you don’t want him to stop. He cups your face, pulling away to catch his breath and stares at you all gooey eyed. (Or as Sunmi would say, with hearts in his eyes).
“You’re so pretty, I mean it.”
All you can do is smile gratefully, not one to take compliments well. That, and it makes you a little shy. You’re not used to this much adoration after sex, but you don’t question his sincerity. That’s the type of guy he is. Instead of replying with words, you flip him onto his back, climbing on top of him to kiss him appreciatively. You can’t stop touching him either, running your hands down his broad chest.
“I didn’t want that to be over,” he confesses against your lips. “Was it too quick? Felt like it.”
“It was perfect,” you beam as you pull away. “And we can always go again if you want to.”
“Hm,” he thinks aloud. “I think I might have to take a rain check.” The look on your face must be a picture because immediately he’s looking horrified. “I’m kidding!” he exclaims.
You huff, rolling off him, your arms folding across your naked chest.
“_____, I’m just messing around,” he insists, leaning over you. He can’t tell if you’re being serious or not. “Because you said that to me yesterday, remember?”
You pout. “That was mean.” But when you look up at him, he sees the playful glint in your eyes.
Relieved, he lets out a sigh, kissing your cheek. “I know it was. I’m sorry, beautiful.”
The affectionate name he uses has your heart skipping a beat.
“I definitely want to go again,” he assures lowly, gaze deepening as he leans in for your mouth yet again. “Soon.”
“Soon as in a couple of hours?” you grin, a hand sliding over the curve of his hip. “We still need to put my clothes in the dryer.”
You think back to the items in the bathroom, wondering how long it takes for clothing to smell damp… Not that you truly care right now. You spend the following ten minutes cuddling each other, enjoying the warmth of one another’s naked bodies. You’re surprised you feel this comfortable around him, but then again, he’d immediately become such a calming and welcome presence in your life since you’d gotten to know him. Friends, lovers, possibly more? What was the difference…
“Hey, are you busy tomorrow?” he asks suddenly, just as your eyes are growing heavy.
You shake your head, before realising he probably can’t tell what that means with it pressed against his chest. “No,” you add.
“Good, because I want to take you out on a date.”
“A date?” you repeat, lifting your head to look up at him. You can’t help but sound surprised. “I’ve never been on one before.”
“You haven’t?” He sounds shocked himself.
It’s true. None that you would class as one anyway. Maybe the guys in question thought differently… But a midnight McDonald’s run hardly screamed romance, did it?
“Okay, tomorrow, 10am.” Jin announces. “We’ll make a whole day of it. Can probably fit in a bunch of different dates.”
“Like what?” You’re curious and beyond excited.
“It’s a surprise,” he laughs, tickling your sides.
You push him away with a weak giggle. Tickling usually makes you angry, but if he’s the one doing it, maybe anger is not the emotion you feel… He listens anyway, arms wrapping around your body again.
“But I need to know what to wear,” you whine.
“You look cute in anything,” he tells you simply, kissing the crown of your head. “However…” He trails off, sounding a little embarrassed.
“Go on,” you press, highly curious.
He gives you a quick squeeze. “You look the cutest in my clothes.”
Ha! So he had liked seeing you in his clothes. Your hunch had been correct…
A note from Jordan; the guy with the clipboard was Yoongi by the way, and knowing that Jin liked OC he definitely made it possible for her to get the car washed by him (and the rest 😝) So, everyone say ‘thank you, Yoongi.’ This fic wouldn’t have ended the same without him… 😆
Please refrain from posting my work elsewhere. No translations allowed.
© floralseokjin 2021
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♡my favourite fics 5.0 ♡
hi everyone here's this weeks list with some more of my absolute favourites, from now on I'll be doing individual lists for each member so I'm still deciding whether to post monthly lists of what I have been reading or just continue with the favourites lists... Yoongi and Taehyung's lists are almost complete so I will post them in the week along with Jungkook and Jins. Majority of the fics contain smut so no minors allowed. Please go and show these authors love and support they are truly amazing and deserve it ♡ feel free to recommend me some fics as well I would love to hear from you so share some of your favourites too especially if it's angst I'm a sucker for angst :)
s- smut a- angst f- fluff
Undo by @moonnightyoongi f s a (cheating au)
clandestine by @junghelioseok f s (best friends brother au)
lucid dream by @growlingyu a (break up au infidelity)
the turing test by @fortunexkookie f s a (android au)
they don’t love you like i love you by @yeojaa f a (exes)
The dating plan by @jjkthclub f s a (enemies to lovers au)
prove a point by @mercurygguk f (Dad jk established relationship au)
play date by @mercurygguk (dad jk)
purple hair dye by @mercurygguk s (established relationship au) ↬jk with purple on the set of buttter need I say more people!!)
black dye by @mercurygguk s (established relationship au)
Meet me by the crashing waves by @sftcloudkook f a (summer love au)
heartbreak veterans by @hueseok f a (strangers to lovers au)
lost stars by @hueseok f a (roommate au enemies to lovers au)
I'm yours by @hueseok (arranged marriage au)
crush on you by @high-on-food f s a (best-friends to lovers au)
kiss it better by @jincherie s (college/uni au cheerleader!jk pining)
after midnight by @gyukult f s a (fuck boy jk friends with benefits au)
unlike me by @777guks f s (friends to lovers au)
way down in bed stuy by @minstrivia s a (infidelity jk's the oc's sisters boyfriend)
dont go by @jkstompers f a (roommate au)
lovefool by @citrustan f s a
even a forest fire dies out by @9uk s a (ex-boyfriend jk)
instant gratification by @dovechim s (fuck boy jk)
proposals by @pjxmin f s a (friends to lovers)
after hours by @ggukcangetit s
apartment 224 by @sugasbabiie f s (neighbour au)
all I've got by @btsjeonjazz f s a (bad boy jk)
roses, poetry and jeon by @seraphimguks f a (enemies to lovers au)
love talk by @blue-sidez f s (boyfriend jk)
rented hearts by @army-author f (rent-a-girlfriend au)
beg by @jinfizz f s a (friends to lovers au)
Lock and key by @farfromsugafanfic f a (best friends to lovers)
(not) just friends by @taecalikook f s (friends to lovers au fuck boy jk)
forget him by @yoonpobs a (unrequited love au)
little black book: your kindred spirit by @bluewhale52 s
just one kiss by @bangtsblossom f s
lose somebody by @kooala s a (exes to lovers au)
raindrops by @jiminiethot f s a (exes au) ft. Seokjin
stolen dances by @taeyohonic f s a (ceojk best friend jk my best friend’s wedding meets 27 dresses)
to all the men i've fucked before by @hisunshiine f s a
heavy metal by @hisunshiine s (fuck buddies)
(he)art thief by @latetaektalk f a
Umbrella by @skitsoulmaty f a (strangers to lovers au)
all that glitters by @minyfic f s a (unrequited love au college au)
Knuckles by @minyfic
carnival rides by @geniuslab f s (summer carnival au)
endgame by @jjkthclub s (best friends to lovers au)
last christmas by @xjoonchildx s (exes to lovers au)
perfect by @btssmutgalore f s a (roommate au friends to lovers au)
mine for today by @httpjeon s (fake dating au)
want sum f*ck? by @borathae s (fuck boy jin college au)
Aperitivo by @bangtanbetchfics f s (chef jin chef jk) ft. Jungkook 🤭
A lovely little mess by @justimajin f s a (friends to lovers au) ft. Jungkook
home run @jinned f a ft. Jungkook
needy by @blue-sidez s (boyfriend au)
the courtship chronicles by @gukyi f a (friends to lovers au fake dating au)
start a new by @gukyi f a (exes au)
fire and desire by @joonbird s with some drama (fuck boy jin)
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🔞 Entrapment: one-shot
Summary: College AU where Jeon Jungkook doesn’t seem like the sharpest tool in the shed, but that doesn’t preclude him from having plenty to teach you.
Pairing: Jungkook x reader
Word Count: 3.5k
Genre/tags: College AU, porn without plot, multiple orgasms, oral sex, size kink, strength kink, mild corruption kink, mild praise kink, mean!jjk, softdom!jjk
Warning: dubious consent
🔞 Combative: one-shot
Summary: Fuck Jungkook or die. That’s it. That’s the story.
Pairing: Jungkook x reader
Word count: 6.2k
Genre/tags: Assassin AU, porn without plot, friends to enemies to enemies, fuck or die, aliens (seokjin) made us do it, edging, oral sex, multiple x10 orgasms, mild size kink, mild corruption kink, superhuman sex toys, overstimulation, mean!jjk, softdom!jjk
🔞 Captive: 1 2
Summary: You’ve got your shit together. Smart, sharp, god complex. And then Managing Director Kim Namjoon decides to take you down a couple pegs.
Pairing: Namjoon x reader
Word count: 14k
Genre/tags: Corporate AU, porn with (no) plot, oral sex, spanking, choking, face sitting, anal sex, double penetration, sex toys, size kink, age gap, ~implied corruption kink, ~implied sugar daddy, sub/dom undertones, light bondage, power imbalance, bigdick!namjoon, dom!namjoon, AU where Namjoon has a driver’s license
🔞 Perverse: 1 2 3 4
Summary: You can hear BTS member Kim Namjoon's thoughts. This is something of a problem. Especially as most of them are about your ass
Pairing: Namjoon x reader
Word count: 3.9k+
Genre: Soulmate AU, porn with (negligible) plot
Tags: voyeurism, oral sex, sensory deprivation, spanking, body worship, bigdick!namjoon, confused!namjoon, stressed/horny!namjoon
🔞 Bait: one-shot
Summary: College AU where you are a little needy and Kim Taehyung fucking loves needy.
Pairing: Taehyung x reader
Word count: 2k
Genre/tags: College AU, porn without (any) plot (whatsoever), multiple orgasms, size kink, scheming!kth, softdom!kth, kindmean!kth
🔞 House of Serpents: 1 2 3 4 5-1 5-2 6 7 8 9 10 11 12
Summary: Straight-A student by day, Kim Namjoon’s personal toy by night, you didn’t live a terrible life. At least not until you met his six equally depraved “friends.”
Pairing: OT7 x reader (poly)
Word Count: 34k++
Genre, tags, & warnings (varies by chapter): Mafia AU, porn with (hardly any) plot extremely dubious consent, non-con elements, non-graphic violence, dead dove: do not eat, moral bankruptcy, power imbalance, power exchange, oral sex, multiple orgasms, double penetration, sugar daddy, rape role-play, yandere!jungkook, yandere!jimin, toxic behaviour, size kink, praise kink, possessive behaviour, touch starved, edging, dom/sub undertones, kidnapping, sex tape, somnophilia, shameless smut, gratuitous smut, namjoon has a big dick
Outtakes: 1 2
☁️ smut-free masterlist here
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BTS kinks ~ preferred kinks
Jin wasn’t usually kinky, sometimes when he was in a bad mood he’d like to be a little rough, apologizing and asking if you need anything directly after.
when he was rough he’d love to bend you over and fuck you from behind, lightly nipping on your shoulder blades with his teeth.
ass slapping. He loved to watch you squirm when he’d be pounding into you from behind, slapping your ass harshly.
this one is no surprise, but the daddy kink is his biggest kink. He loved when you’d call him daddy out in public, giving him a great excuse to punish you when you two got home.
lip biting. Whether it was just a small peck or a full out make out. He would always pull your bottom lip between his teeth.
hair pulling, he loved pulling your hair while you two were fucking but he thought it was even hotter when you’d pull his hair while he’d be eating you out.
Handcuffs, he loved to cuff you up and watch you squirm under his touch, yearning to touch him.
facials. If you were sucking him off, he wanted you to see the result of your magical mouth so he’d love to cum all over your face, watching you as you enjoyed it.
thigh riding. Seeing you get so much pleasure from his thigh made him quiver with excitement. Of course afterwards, he’d make you ride his dick but something about the way you made do with his thigh was so sexy to him.
sub role. He loved to be your dom but something about you controlling him turned him on beyond belief.
face riding, the way you’d lower yourself onto his face, grinding harshly to create friction. It was the hottest thing ever in his eyes.
spanking. There were so many ways he could spank you and he enjoyed every one of them.
gagging. whetheryou were gagging on his dick or on an actual ball gag he was intrigued.
throat fucking. forcing his way down your throat, tears streaming down your cheeks, soft moans coming from the both of you, he was having allllllll of it.
cumming in you. he loved watching his cum drip out of your throbbing pussy as yoou both came down from your highs.
hickeys on your neck, on your chest, on your thighs, on your ass. It didn’t matter. He left hickeys everywhere, so people would know you were his. He didn’t mind if you left marks on him either. He thought it was sexy.
bondage. He loved to tie you up, listen to you beg for him. Your moans and begs were music to his ears. You both loved the pain and pleasure.
choking. When he was fucking you he loved to watch you but it was even better watching you while he choked you.
slapping, whether he was slapping your boobs while you were riding him, your clit while he was eating you or your face while he was about to cum on you. He was always up for slapping.
riding, anywhere and everywhere, he wanted you to ride him. Whether it was in the car or in the bedroom. It was one of the things he loved most.
biting. he was into it. Biting your soft skin and admiring the marks he left was one of his favorite things to do.
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📕BTS Fic Reads - 2021 June Pt. 1
I didn’t make a reading list last May since I opted for a compilation of all ongoing fics I’ve enjoyed since setting up my blog/s. This list combines May-June readings and there’ll be a lot 👀.
I am sharing these as usual and if you happen to like the fics in this list, please don’t forget to show appreciation by reblogging the content or giving positive feedback to these authors 🥰. Big thank you to all the authors for sharing these wonderful stories 💖. I’ll have a very busy July so I might not be reading as much (and I already feel bad I’ll be missing some of your stories/updates 😭)
Note: if link doesn’t work, click on author and go to their masterlist
🥕 Ongoing - most recent chapter [as of date this list was posted]
🥕 Completed - completed one shots | series
🥕 S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst
🥕 [Ongoing Series]
Riptide @jimilter - two shot [1/?] | 12.3k | established relationship | a, s
Cyberslut @kimnjss - social media au (smau) with written parts | [19/?] | jock!yoongi, fuckboy au, virgin!reader, nerdy!reader, secret identity, tutor au | f, eventual s, a?
Dance Me to the End… (Of Love) @minloop - series [1/?] | 1.6k | dance au, childhood best friends, but strangers to lovers, hip hop dancer!yoongi, contemporary dancer!reader | a, f,
Desolation @yoonglespringles10 - drabble series [7/?] | 9.4k+ | idol au, divorce au, infidelity themes, exes au | a, f, eventual s?
Domestic Yoongi series @bluewhale52 - series [5/?] | 9.4k+ | husband au, idol au, established relationship, parenting au | f, s
Missed Messages @seokstrivia - smau [13/?] | ongoing | enemies to lovers, falling out, fuckboy au, they really hate each other in the beginning, mixed messages | a, f
The Arrangement @btsslowburnfic - series [33/?] | 95k+ | Arranged Marriage AU, idol/producer Yoongi, HR Namjoon | a, f (I’m reading this on ao3!)
Westerfields Apartments @gamerwoo - series [intro/?] | no wc yet | thriller, mystery, horror? | a
Hope in the Sheets @youarejesting - series [9/?] | 37.5k+ | Best Friend AU, Neighbor AU, Unplanned Pregnancy, Childhood Friends | a, s, f (reading this on ao3)
Kanalia @xjoonchildx - series [1/?] | 8.6k | queen!reader, royal guard!hoseok, historical au, royalty au | a, f, s
Parallel Palpitations @joontier - drabble series [1/?] | >1k | doctor au, interns to residents, strangers to lovers, slice of life, part of The Woocheon Annotations | f, a, future s
The Misadventures List @kimvvantae - series [1/?] | 6k | playboy au, rich kid!jimin, convenience store worker!reader, fake dating au, crack/humor | f, future s
Taming the Beast @jessikahathaway - series [2/?] | 19.6k+ | Prince!Taehyung, Royalty AU, sort of enemies to lovers (OC was given to the enemy to save people in the village) | a, f, future s
(he)art thief @latetaektalk - series [2/?] | 23k | heist au, thief!jungkook, art curator daughter!oc, ocean’s 11 au | f, a, implied s
All That Glitters @minyfic - series [2/?] | 15.7k | fuckboy!jungkook, ex-nerd!jungkook, asked for help to woo girls, but ended up 🥺😭, unrequited love, college au, kind of noona | a, s, f
Blue @honeyedhoseok - series [2/?] | 19k+ | lifeguard!jungkook (but not a lifeguard fic), soulmate au, summer au | s, a
Delivery @bratzkoo - drabble series [2/?] | 2.6k | pizza delivery guy!jungkook, feat seokjin, OC with a crush on JK, crack/humor | f, slight a
Incoming: Elite Chatboy @kookingtae - SMAU with written parts [4/?] | sex worker au, professional sex chat worker!jungkook, client!oc, crack | f, s
Nuisance @seokahwrites - series [00/?] | 1.3k+ | lawyer!jungkook x lawyer!reader, enemies to lovers, vacation au (stuck together thanks to the brilliant assistants *coughs* Seokjin), there’s only one bed trope? | f, slight a
Pen Pals with Benefits @bangtanhome - series [3/?] + drabbles | 31k+ | College AU, Psych project partners, fwb au, enemies to lovers | s, f, slight a
Sanctuary @bangtaninink - drabble series [3/?] | 8k+ | rich kid!OC, heir!OC (Samsung), fwb au, sort of sugarbaby!jungkook, the others are opportunists too (lol yoongi) | f, implied s 🌷
Smitten @jungshookz - bulleted [2/?] | 12.4k | College AU, Best Friend AU, smitten!oc, crack/humor | f
Superblood Wolfmoon @ironicarmy - series [00/?] | 994wc | werewolf au | a, future s
The Decree @buzzybee - SMAU | ongoing | modern Hogwarts AU, Arranged Marriage, crack/humor | f
Thirst @avveh - series [1/?] | 10.9k+ | supernatural, coworker, thriller, enemies to lovers, vampire hunter, vampire au (OC has doubts about the presence of vampires though) | a, s 🌷
The Unsaid Vow @chinkbihh - series [00/?] | 5.4k | married au, yandere behavior, thriller?, dark themes | a
Under the Oak Tree @mingoyeob - series [1/?] | 3.6k+ | knight!jungkook, royalty au, historical au, arranged marriage, based on the webtoon(manhwa?) | s, a
物の哀れ ( ‘the sadness of things’) @sunshyngal - series [1/?] | wc: ?? (the chapters are short) | a/b/o dynamics, arranged marriage, widower!jungkook | a, s
BTS Friends To Lovers Drabble Series @ddaengyoonmin
Seokjin - 1.8k | best friend’s brother
Yoongi - 1.2k | bad boy!yoongi, bad girl!reader, roommate au, best friend au
Namjoon - 1.8k | bartender!namjoon, coworker AU
Hoseok - 1.7k | musician au, drummer!hoseok, bandmate au
Jimin - 3.6k | neighbor au, sort of fwb au
Taehyung - 6k | childhood friends au, police officer!taehyung, bad girl/stoner!reader
Jungkook - 8k | swimmer au, strangers to lovers, teammates (read the after story drabble too)
Enchanted @hueseok - one shot | 5.6k | hogwarts au, established relationship, husband au, wizard!reader | f, s 🌷
Hammer It Home + companion drabbles @gukslut - one shot | 37k | roommate au, established relationship, domestic au | s, f, a 🌷
House of Cards @/xjoonchildx - series [3/3] | 14.8k | idol!namjoon, staff!reader, forbidden love, mutual pining | f, a, s 🌷
Nerdy FWB Namjoon @1kook - drabble | >1k | fwb au, nerd!namjoon, crack | s
Or What, You’ll Spank Me? @luxekook - drabble | 1k | agent!namjoon, hacker/informant!reader, criminal minds au, crack | s 🌷
Owned @ibangtanthings - series [12/12] | 47k | arrange marriage (marriage of convenience), fake marriage, ceo!Namjoon, strangers to lovers, assistant!reader | a, f, s 🌷
Soul @herherteartear - SMAU | bookstore owner!namjoon x jewelry store owner!reader, soulmate au, idiots to lovers | f
Strawberry Milk @seokstrivia - one shot | 4.4k | clumsy!namjoon, slow burn, mutual pining, photography student namjoon (shy namjoon too), painter reader, some sort of Bet AU, College AU | f
Cherry Blossom Avenue @scriptaed - one shot | 23k | Bestfriend AU, falling out, rich kid!seokjin, arranged marriage (seokjin x another oc), reunion | a,f 🌷
In the Eye of the Storm @7deadlysinsfics - one shot | 11.9k | cardiothoracic surgeon!seokjin x artist!reader, inn au, strangers to lovers, OC getting away from a bad relationship | f, s, a
Sunrise + Moonlight @luffles424 - two shot | 12.6k | exes au, actor!seokjin, fashion designer!oc, 10 years after the break up | a, f, s
The Act of Persuasion @magicalsalamander - one shot | 20.9k | CEO AU, Hybrid AU, Arranged Marriage, Actress | a, f, s 🌷
Thin Lines @inkjam-moon - one shot | 12.7k | enemies to lovers, childhood acquaintances, CEO AU, Rich Kid!Seokjin, Office AU | s 🌷
Bad Boys Bring It To You @yuengi - one shot | 7.1k | PWP, Tattooed Yoongi, Piercer AU, bad boy au | s 🌷
Honeymoon Horrors + Follow Up Ask @jimlingss - drabble | 3.7k | divorce au, vacation au | f, a, (implied s for the “ask”) 🌷
Hunters @crystaljins - one shot | 3k | demon!yoongi, modern fantasy, yoongi on the run | f
If You Can’t Sleep…We Could Have Sex? @thatmultifandomhoe - drabble | 2.1k | boyfriend au, idol au(?), insomnia au | s
Kiss It Better @jeojahari - series [2/?] | 4.8k+ | College AU, Enemies to Lovers, Soulmate AU, Humor | a, f, implied s 🌷
Life Goes On @seokstrivia - one shot | 3k | arranged marriage, slow burn, OC broke up with boyfriend!Namjoon
Lullaby @bang-to-the-tan - drabble | 2k | soulmate au, hurt/comfort, idolverse | a, f 🌷
Noise Complaints @sugasbabiie - one shot | 3k | neighbor au, hatesex, bad boy!yoongi | s,a
Party Animal @meiadore - drabble | 3.2k | college au, party au, fake dating (very short stint of fake hook up), crack | f 🌷
Replacement @buzzybee - drabble | 1.2k | Butcher!Yoongi, crack | F 🌷
Room 309 @yoon-kooks - drabble | 2k | bad boy!yoongi, pianist!yoongi, college au, rumored room 309 | f
Salted Caramel + Part 2 @jungxk - two shot drabble | 700 | drive thru worker!yoongi, grumpy!yoongi, kind of enemies, crack | f (this is actually cuuute?!?!)
Snafu + Part 2 @minyfic - drabble series [2/2] | 4.5k | College AU, Enemies to Lovers, crack, prompt: “So, you don’t want to accept my gift of a fuck?”, OC brought to party after a break up | F 🌷
Sweet Like Candy @lysjeon - SMAU with written parts | enemies to lovers, dating app, secret identity, college au | f, s, a 🌷
The Sea Without You @sopebubbles - social media au (smau) with written parts | completed | rapper au, memory/amnesia au, idolverse | a, s
Too Hot To Sleep @gamerguk - one shot | 2.4k | established relationship, humor, kitchen smut, marriage kink (😁) | f, s 🌷
Will You Marry Me? @jjk-biased - drabble | 1.8k | proposal au, idol au, childhood acquaintances | f (tooth-rotting fluff) 🌷
And So It Begins @seokstrivia - one shot | 6.1k | Teacher AU, Friends to Lovers, missed chances (like they almost dated but something happened), feat brother!namjoon, taehyung and jungkook are kids (students), idiots to lovers, feat girlfriend(?) Irene (read the fic 😉 | f, a
Bloom @jungxk - series [3/3] | 8.3k | brother’s bestfriend au, college au, crack, lots of sexual tension 🔥 | s 🌷
Friend to Lover Drabble Series: Band AU @/ddaengyoonmin - drabble | 1.7k | musician au, drummer!hoseok, bandmate au | a, f
Inebriate @seokjxnnie - one shot | 6.5k | enemies to lovers (rivals at work), co-worker au, office au, Christmas AU | s 🌷
Invisible Strings @ughcore - drabble | 1.2k | roller-derby au, skater au, ex-friends au, falling out, bestfriend au | a 🌷
Swimming in Your Taste @stuckinmono - one shot | 3.1k | roommate au, fwb au, pining (I think so? From Hoseok?), summer vibes (coconuts!) | s, slight a?
The Ballad of the Sad Cafe @ironicarmy - one shot | 18k | Exes AU, reunion, rich kid!hoseok (before), falling out | a, s, f
The Broken Hearts Club @sunshinekims - one shot | 19.8k | Bad Boy AU, quiet!OC, Fake Dating AU, College AU, both recently dumped | a, f, s
5280 Feet @xbaepsae - one shot | 5.8k | strangers to lovers, mile high club au, pwp | s
A Little Thing Called Love @jjiimin - SMAU | complete | fwb au, college au, unrequited (jimin started falling for someone else!) | f, a
A Needy, Desperate Fuck Up @kookscrescent - one shot | 3.1k | established relationship, boyfriend au, pwp, “Fuck! I'm not on the pill!” prompt | s 🌷
Best of Me @xotoosweet - two shot [2/2] | 21.5k | strangers to lovers, pre-med student!jimin, fratboy au, college au, strangers to lovers, slow burn, communications major!reader | a, f
Fratboy!Jimin drabble @jiminrings - bulleted | 3k | fratboy au, good girl!oc, pining au | fluffy fluff!
Important Ass-et @bangtanhome - one shot | 8.4k | CEO!Jimin, Office AU, Employee!Reader, pwp | S 🌷
Kinky Hours: Jimin x Small Hands @lavishedinjimin - drabble | >3k | request: “Making fun of Jimin’s small hands until he shuts you up by gagging” 👀, pwp | s 🌷
Rebound @out-of-jams - one shot | 7k | feat fwb!taehyung, unrequited love (OC to Taehyung), college au, strangers to lovers, party scene | a, f, suggestive
Your Keeper @jinpanman - drabble | 2k | fantasy au, enemies to lovers, alice in wonderland!au, assistant!jimin, OC is a Tales Keeper, kind of villain!jimin, crack? | f 🌷
Bad Word @personasintro - one shot | 6.4k | teacher!reader, single dad!taehyung, dilf!taehyung, secret relationship, age gap (35 vs 28)
Bouquet and Garter @ jjungkookislife - drabble | 1.1k | brother’s best friend, childhood friend, wedding au | f
Car Trouble @redwithlovex - drabble | 1.7k | established relationship, boyfriend au, road trip au, stranded, some rain smut 🌧🔥 | s 🌷
Don’t Open the Door @yumtete - one shot | 5k | established relationship, neglected OC, horror?, yandere themes, Coraline!au | a, s 🌷
Finite @softykooky - drabble | 1.7k | established relationship, boyfriend au, soon to be separated by distance (internship), College AU | a, f 🌷
Friends to Lovers Series: Childhood Friend @/ddaengyoonmin - one shot | 6k | childhood friends au, police officer!taehyung, bad girl/stoner!reader | f, a, s
Honeymoon Rehearsal @ropeseok - one shot | 9.3k | established relationship, pre-wedding, wedding AU, pwp, blindfolds | f, s 🌷
Kiss Me Over Coffee + Halloween in June @gold-gguk - one shot + sequel (but can be standalone) | 9.1k | Coffee Shop AU, Barista AU, New Year’s AU (part 1), thriller for part 2, established relationship (boyfriend) for part 2) | f, a
Late Night Adventures @rosesxstories - drabble | 1.8k | established relationship, pregnancy au, husband au, lactation kink | s, f 🌷
Lead Me Home @minsimagines - one shot | 5k | werewolf au, letting go au | a (can make you cry type of angst) 🌷
Nothing @grinnieyoongi - drabble | 1.1k | pregnancy au, idol au, based on the song “Nothing” by Bruno Major so expect tooth-rotting fluff | f 🌷
The Muse @daddychims - one shot | 30k | slow burn, love triangle (feat Jungkook), fuckboy!taehyung, bestfriend AU, author!reader, OC needed to write “juicy scenario” for the book and Taehyung invited her to watch (as reference for her writing) | s, a, f 🌷
You - Me - Us @full-of-jams - drabble series [3/3] | 5.3k | photographer!reader, model!taehyung, slow burn, yearning/pining, used to be friends | a 🌷
separate list (due to bulk of fics) - to be posted
A Touch of Care @dawndrms - Seokjin x Taehyung (platonic) | drabble | 1.8k | fallen god au, hurt/comfort, fantasy | a 🌷
Aurora @krreader - taehyung x reader; jungkook x reader | one shot | 6k | feat IU, idol au, JK broke up with OC, pregnancy au, second chances | a, f
Criminal @teawithkpop - one shot | 5.8k | poly au, criminal!namjoon, mafia!namjoon, police officers yoongi and jungkook, prison au, this is insanely hot | s 🌷
Saudade @erosjeon - one shot | 3.1k | boyfriend taehyung, neighbor jungkook, PLOT TWIST (????!jungkook) | s, f, a (kind of heavy after the plot twist)
The End @jimlingss - OT7 | one shot | 31k | fantasy, established relationship (basically in every scenario OC is in, she’s in a relationship with one member), to all the boys I’ve loved before-inspired, multiverse, guess the member, kind of ghost au (seokjin is like the messenger) | f, a 🌷
What You Did Last Summer @winetae - Yoongi-centric | one shot | 33.8k | trophy wife!reader, established au, husband!yoongi, rich au, kind of poly (feat hoseok, jimin, seokjin but the main event only happens with yoongi), age gap (yoongi is older than OC), kind of tsundere yoongi | s, f 🌷
posted: 2021 June 29
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HOT DILFS TAKE A COMPANY TRIP TO MALTA !
summary: seven of the highest executives at BigHit Industries take a company business trip. Who knows what they'll get up to, or who they'll meet there.
pairing: ot7 × reader
warnings: age gap (aged up bangtan), s2l, dom/sub dynamics, infidelity, pwp, explicit smut (different per chapter; warnings stated at the top of each)
a/n: making this into a series bc i cant stop thinking abt them 😒 the hold they have on me is... sjsksl anyways lmk what you think! <3 + main m.list
[ Take the quiz to see which dilf you get here! ]
1 ↠ JIMIN
2 ↠ HOSEOK
3 ↠ NAMJOON
4 ↠ TAEHYUNG
5 ↠ YOONGI
6 ↠ SEOKJIN
7 ↠ JUNGKOOK
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BTS reacting to you having multiple orgasms
➳ pairing : dom!members x f!reader
➳ genre : smut, explicit.
➳ summary : BTS members reacting to you having multiple orgasms during sex.
➳ rating : 18+ (nsfw)
➳ warnings : language, rough sex, spanking, unprotected sex (be safe irl!), oral (f!receiving), multiple orgasms (f!receiving), dirty talking, daddy kink.
➳ requests : closed.
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➳ a/n : uh... let’s just say that this is a fruit of the violence I had to went through after they released the concept group photo :p
Gif credits to the rightful owner :)
Kim Namjoon ;
The sound of skin slapping against skin intensifies with each passing second, your heightened sensations overwhelming you. Namjoon grabs a fistful of your hair, his nipples brushing against your back as he leans down to whisper in your ear, “Look at you, such a mess for daddy.”
You could only whimper in response, your hands gripping on the bedsheets for dear life. He groans, pounding into your cunt, relentless. You know that you can’t last any longer. Your pussy, still highly sensitive from the previous orgasms, starts pulsating around his cock yet again, signalling the approaching orgasm.
“You’re gonna cum again, hmm? Someone is really lewd today, cumming all over daddy’s cock again and again.” Namjoon growls, reaching for your clit and rolling it in tight circles. You let out a choked moan, your thighs shaking as for the third time — you feel your walls clenching around his dick.
Kim Seokjin ;
You writhe on the bed, moaning while jin sucks on your clit, his fingers buried deep inside your core. He grazes his teeth on your clit, the pleasure coil snapping almost immediately, waves of ecstasy crashing down on you.
“You’re a whole fucking meal, baby.” He laps up your cunt, making sure to swallow each drop you offered to him. After a moment, he climbs up on your body, joining your bodies together. You groan at the feeling of his cock stretching your pussy, grabbing onto his shoulders. Burying his face in the crook of your neck, he picks up speed, stimulating your g-spot with each thrust.
“Jin– I’ll– I’m gonna–” You whimper, nails digging into his skin as you get closer to another release. He takes the hint and changes the position of his hips to touch all those spots deep inside you. Within a few more minutes, you scream his name, your orgasm flooding your senses.
“Gosh.” Jin groans, his pace slowing down, “You feel so good.”
Min Yoongi ;
“Once more, please.” You mewl softly, bent over the kitchen island and shaking from your previous orgasm. With an approving growl, Yoongi slams his cock back in you, almost making you scream by the force. His grip on your ass tightens as he drives inside you roughly, his mouth finding it’s purchase on your neck.
You reach down to touch your clit, the sensitive nub swollen by now, demanding attention. But he notices quickly, swatting your hand away with his and playing with your clit between his index and thumb. You cry out his name, hissing in pleasure as he hits your cervix with his dick, the sloppy sounds of you two fucking bouncing off the walls.
“So needy, and such a fucking brat.” Yoongi grunts, sucking on the juncture of your neck. A few more hard thrusts, and you’re spasming around his cock, crying out in pleasure.
Jung Hoseok ;
His strong arms push you more against the closed door, his cock deep buried in your cunt as he moves, hissing. Hoseok growls as he feels your inner walls squeezing him, his voice raspy.
“Such a naughty baby, so desperate to cum around my cock again, huh? Squeezing me like that?”
“More! I’m so close...”
He picks up pace, his pelvis grinding against your clit, making you scream his name. You gasp, shuddering when you feel your orgasm blazing fiery trails all over you. Hoseok cradles you in his arms, his pace turning sloppy.
Park Jimin ;
You choke out a breathe, his hips snapping against your ass deliciously. Jimin rolls his hips to stimulate your g-spot, a gasp escaping you in pure ecstasy. His right hand covers your mouth, his hot breathe fanning over your neck, “No baby don’t make sounds.”
You mumble incoherently, pushing your ass back. Jimin groans, spanking your ass while he fucks you.
“Does feel good, hmm?” he murmurs, licking your earlobe briefly. He pounds into your cunt mercilessly. Your head lolls back in pleasure, your toes curling as you squeeze his cock happily, inching towards another orgasm. He growls, moving harder against you, pushing you closer to the release. Your body convulses, and jimin grunts, “You look so sexy when you cum for me, love.”
Kim Taehyung ;
“Come on babygirl, ride me.” Taehyung whispers softly, trailing kisses along your jaw.
You anchor yourself using his shoulders, moving slowly on him, hitting all those spots inside you as he helps you to move. His hands on your waist, he leans down to suck your collarbone. A gasp escapes you, your face morphing in pleasure when he starts bouncing you on his cock. He catches your lips in a hungry kiss, muffling the loud whimpers you are making.
Before long, you feel his left hand brushing against your clit. He rolls it between his thumb and index finger, the pleasure coil in your lower belly tightening as he stimulates you just perfectly.
“You’re gonna cum for me again, huh?” His growl is covered up by your loud moan, your cunt fluttering around his dick. “Such a good girl, always listening to me.”
Jeon Jungkook ;
“Jungkook—” You whimper, looking at him through dazed eyes as he slides in and out of your pussy, his thrusts deep and hard.
“What is it baby? Tell me.” He kisses you hungrily, his big hands squeezing your breasts. You move your hips to match his pace, his cock touching your cervix with each snap.
“I’m gonna cum again if you keep— doing t-this!” You moan, squeezing his dick with your inner walls. Jungkook smirks at that, placing your legs around his waist and diving right into your cunt with full force. He leans down to lick your left nipple, his pelvis grinding against your clit.
“Is that so? Feeling desperate tonight aren’t we?” His husky voice sends a shiver down your spine. You close your eyes, moaning and whimpering as you feel yourself getting closer to another release.
“Jungkook!” You scream, your cunt pulsating around his cock.
“Fuck!” Jungkook groans, sighing from the feeling of your warm, tight core wrapping him. “You’re such a goddess, taking my cock like that and cumming all over it.”
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AFTERMATH - characters
fic comming soon so here are the characters !
its strange isn't it, how every decision you make leads you here in the very end. pressed up against him as he is pushing inside of you. has every touch and graze of deep brown eyes led you to this very moment, you cant help but wonder about the what ifs, what if you had never met, had never gone to the stupid party, had never taken that final leap off the deep end, would anything have changed or was it destined to happen at one point in your life. you dont know, all you know is that you have to deal with the aftermath of it all
you go to a party, you have no way home and you must make a choice on who is going to take you home, if they end up taking you home... what happens after is up to them.
BTS OT7 X reader
Your hot stalker neighbor
Really smart CEO and part time plant dad
Always giving you warm smiles and fumbling over his feet when he collects the morning mail
As your stalker a detailed oriented person he knows a little to much about you
You look up to him as a fatherly figure, he is in his mid 30s
Namjoon wants to be a dad, will you be his little girl ?
The ex fling, ex almost ? how can you miss someone who never was truly yours, nothing hurts more then an ex almost.
Jin is tired of being an emotional support outlet for you whenever things went wrong, he just wants to be wanted by you.
He will allow you to hurt him over and over because he just loves you that much
The party host hottie
Hes just fucking hot ok
The best friend
You have been friends for a long time and he has loved you for even longer then that
Yoongi is sad, he has issues, a recovering alcoholic and current drug abuser but he doesn't do it for the wrong reasons, he just doesn't want to hurt so badly anymore, wants to smile for you and be a shoulder to cry on while he burns himself in tight forced smiles
He even allows you to drag him to a party because its your first party and he would really do anything for you
Correction the hot ex
You broke it off on bad terms so the tension is thick with confusion, fear and arousal
Best you've ever had, well only one you v ever had
Anger issues, cause when the beautiful joyful smile dips into a heartless dead eyed smile you will feel it in every shudder and pin prick of your body.
You will regret breaking it off with him, you should have never been so brave in the first place, don't worry he wont let it happen again
you havnt seen anything yet
The step brother
A fucking tease but also an asshole
The sexual tension omfg, the eye fucking ? just fuck already please
Gets a kick out of calling himself your brother and the power he hold over you
Hes just bad news ok. if he had a tinder profile it would read as this: your local fuck boy who loves sex, alcohol singing and making music and loves doing all three while getting high
Musician who makes money in sketchy pervy bars and under ground drug rings and of course he couldn't do it without his fuckbuddy bestfriend
Brothers best friend
Sexual tension ofc
Drug dealer Taehyung who runs a little bar in his spare time with his bestfriend (money laundering and lots of illegal stuff happening) musician
a bit of internalized homophobia (im straight but i fuck my best friend but i don't want anyone else to know)
Well he’s actually a bit of everything
He’s a stranger but he’s also a distant memory from your high school days. you know those friends who you pass by and say hi and that's it.
So a stranger and Seokjins brother and a police officer and a serial killer and your stalker
I know wtf that's ... a lot
Yandere for Seokjin but in a brotherly way (will kill anyone who hurts his brother, Seokjin may be soft but Jungkook is the opposite he just hides it well)
um but he’s hot so does it really matter that he kills people
So are you gonna get in his car ?
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Since I'm in love with your writings and your taste in reading too. I know that your favorite is Brother's best friend or Best friend's brother, I would like for you to recommend me some of them please ❤️❤️🙏
꧁Brother’s Best Friend꧂
Clandestine by @junghelioseok is fantastic. Jeon Jungkook is the best friend of the reader’s slightly younger brother. He’s sexy and charismatic and DEFINITELY knows what he wants. The growth of his (clandestine) connection with the reader is utterly delicious. This one made me laugh and swoon.
Guarded by @xjoonchildx is basically legendary in my book. The lady in this story is not only Hoseok’s best friend’s sister—she is also his BOSS’s sister and by boss I mean mafia. This is the first installment in Ana’s amazing Rap Line Mafia Universe and it delivers on every level. Hoseok is tasked with protecting the boss’s sister after she is being threatened by sinister forces unknown and sparks fly.
Plums and Melons by @winetae is THAT FIC. The fic I just daydream about sometimes. It’s a fic about two people caught hard in eachother’s gravity. It’s so sexy and cerebral and the main characters are so hot. Jimin is just a guy trying to live his life, but whatever is brewing between him and his best friend’s sister is driving him insane. He wants to be a good guy, but she just isn’t playing fair.
Are You Sure? by @cutechim is such a swoon-worthy and touching piece of wonderful. I tell you I was MOVED. This is beautiful and emotional and EXTREMELY satisfying. Taehyung’s best friend has a sister who he has always secretly adored. When she comes to him and asks for some intimate experience, he isn’t strong enough to say no—not when she’s everything he ever wanted.
Drivers License and Detour by @gyukult is sweet and tender and just a fantastic coming of age story. The reader has been in love with her brother’s best friend, Park Jimin, for almost all of her youth... but what is going on in his head?It’s a tender story that really warms the heart. AND I am happy there is more coming. I would read about these two all day. She published the second part and oh my gosh it’s so incredibly perfect I could scream. This was just such a beautiful journey every step of the way.
Milestone by @1kook is probably one of the first brother’s best friend BTS fics I read and it is amazing. I adore it so much. Because Jungkook is your brother’s best friend he is there for every milestone in your life. But you’ve both grown up now and neither of you are kids anymore. It’s hot. Like really hot. Dialogue and set up are so sharp and fast paced I really loved every second.
Young God by @njssi is scorching hot smut with complicated feelings and warm revelations. You think it’s going somewhere and then it goes somewhere else and honestly it is so awesome the whole time. Jungkook was always your brother’s sweet little friend, but he’s returned determined to show you that he is all grown up.
Tease by @caiuscassiuss floored me. I loved it so much! I spent the whole story just squealing happily about everything. This story has it all. It’s scorching hot. It’s enemies-to-lovers. It’s Taehyung. Jungkook’s sister and Kim Taehyung do not get along AT all—so she decides to bring him to his knees by making him desperate for her. It’s a wild and completely awesome ride.
Wasabi by @ironicarmy is a classic. Hobi is a bad boy that Namjoon vehemently refuses to let near his precious baby sister. But love is too strong a force and soon Hobi and the clever object of his desire decide that some things are worth fighting for. It’s a really sweet story of facing challenges and relying on the people you love. Warm and fuzzy feelings abound, but it’s also super hot.
Forbidden by @btssmutgalore is a masterwork blueprint for this trope. Hobi is a carefree player who falls brutally for Taehyung’s sister. They two of them eventually give in to a VERY steamy series of secret encounters and feelings get very involved. This is hot, suspenseful, and emotionally satisfying. Excellent characterizations as well.
Prohibido by @personasintro is an office AU with a twist. Namjoon is not only her brother’s best friend, he is also her boss and the two of them have incredible chemistry. Watching them pretend that they’re not insanely attracted to each other is so endearing and hot. Reader is convinced her feelings are one-sided. It’s lovely and fun. Definitely a slow burn, but worth it.
Strawberry Kisses by @kimnjss is a fic that I devoured in one sitting and then re-read again immediately. Jeon Jungkook is a player who matches with a girl on a dating app and has no idea she is the sister of his revered mentor and close friend, Min Yoongi. I laughed. I cried. I GASPED OUT LOUD a bunch. It was a whole thing. This is a hybrid social media/written AU and it’s pretty much perfect.
Tempestuous by @ppersonna is so special to me because it was written at the very beginning of my friendship with Lindy. She was looking for requests and I was quick to request my favorite trope. Lindy is bae now and this fic she wrote is marvelous. You are forced to spend the weekend in the same house with your sexy arch-rival Taehyung who just so happens to be your brother’s best friend. Naturally snarky hotness ensues.
Off Limits @floralseokjin is basically a famous entry when it comes to this trope. It’s a Jin fic and Miss Jordan writes EXQUISITE Jin characterizations. There is a hint of mistaken (or unknown) identity in this one which makes it even more fun. Sparks fly between you and a devilishly charming Kim Seokjin at a party. You don’t find out until later who he really is—and why he’s off limits.
And finally I’ll recommend my own Brother’s Best Friend fic All I Want for Christmas is You featuring a charming Taehyung who falls for Jimin’s sister. Jimin basically blackmails his best friend into escorting his sister to several holiday galas. Tae and Jimin’s sister have never gotten along, but they soon discover (through multiple pranks and mishaps) that love (and desire) are out of their control.
Not Your Fairytale by @yeojaa is incredibly sweet and tender. Erin really does emotion so well and her Yoongi characterization is honestly so nuanced and brilliant. This story is about a girl who had her heart broken and instead of canceling the cake tasting she scheduled with her philandering ex-fiancé, she wrangles the tsundere best friend of her brother to pretend to be him.
Brother’s Best Friend by @bts-hyperfixation is a short and sweet moment between two people who have been fighting their attraction for each other. It is so hot and delicious I tell you. You’re in trouble and the person you call is probably the person you shouldn’t—but you aren’t the only one willing to take a risk tonight.
Off Limits by @kaddiiction will break your heart and put it back together again. This one was recommended to me by a reader and I cannot thank them enough. It is fantastic. Jimin is a player but he crosses the line when he begins a liaison with his best friend’s sister. Still there is far more to this situation—and Jimin—than meets the eye.
꧁Best Friend’s Brother꧂
Orectic by @gimmesumsuga is one of my favorite fics of all time. It is a hybrid fic where the reader is a cat hybrid and Hoseok is the brother of her best friend who comes to stay with her while her bestie is away... It is so tender yet SO HOT. I’m telling you I cannot even keep count of how many times I have read it.
Theophany by @ilikemesometaetaes was a JOURNEY. It made me so emotional. Like the story centers around art a lot, but let me tell you, this fic IS art. Jimin is just the man of my whole dreams in this piece as the brother of a former best friend with an irresistible allure. It is a coming of age story with the most beautiful twist. AND THE LOVE SCENE—oh my gosh I screamed it was so good. This story is just so so good.
Run by @neonlights92 is Jungkook’s story in the mafia universe I am COMPLETELY OBSESSED WITH. You don’t have to read the whole series to understand it (BUT YOU SHOULD). This is best friend’s brother meets arranged marriage and honestly it’s fantastic. Jungkook doesn’t do love and affection and being forced into an arranged marriage with his sister’s friend who has always had a crush on him is just a blow to his freedom... or is she? GAH! This story—like all the stories in this universe—is superb.
The Magic to Happiness by @readyplayerhobi is a best friend’s brother meets teachers AU meets Hogwarts AU. Now... all of those are top tier tropes so finding them together is like winning the lottery. Hobi was once just a skinny kid who had obvious heart eyes for you (his sister’s best friend) but now he’s tall and confident and really attractive. The magic of this story is evident in every word of the sweet relationship that blooms between these two.
Problem with You by @monvante is so sweet and kind of hilarious. I giggled so much! Jungkook is your best friend’s brother and he is kind of too perfect and too handsome and he’s always around and you hate him and he hates you... Right? When you cross paths with the infuriating Jeon Jungkook at your best friend’s wedding, you discover that you may have been wrong about a great many things.
Show Me Yours and I’ll Show You Mine by @ktheist is so so SO fabulous. I was obsessed with this (now complete) series from the very first installment. You and Tae are besties who have know each other since you were little kids, but lately Tae’s older brother Jin has been lookin mighty fine. Just how far can you push him till he breaks. And if he breaks.... what then?
This list is BY NO MEANS exhaustive. I just used it to compile some of my FAVORITES in this particular trope.
➪ IF YOU HAVE ANY OTHER BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND FICS I SHOULD CHECK OUT PLEASE COMMENT (seriously please I love this trope so much) AND I WILL ADD THEM TO THIS LIST.
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— summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don't get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.
— pairing: hybrid bts x human f!reader
— genre: fluff, angst, smut
— warnings/content: explicit sexual content! unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), breast play, fingering (vaginal + anal), knotting, threesome, swearing. PSA: This is just an announcement for all the coming smut, but I will not be tagging who tops or bottoms. The boys will for the most part be switching, so if you're hung up on who takes it up the ass, this story ain't for you.
(If you want to skip the smut, stop reading when they go to bed)
— word count: 10k
— tag list: here (the tag list is closed/full!)
Part: I / II / III / IV / V / VI / VII / VIII / IX / X / XI / Find more chapters here!
“This is so unfair,” Taehyung whines. You nervously wring the pamphlet between your hands, the paper crinkling loudly as you force it to twist and bend. Informing the others of Jeongguk and Seokjin’s rut had more or less gone exactly how you had imagined. In other words – not very well.
“This is my fault. I should’ve noticed it sooner,” Seokjin mumbles. The hamster hybrid rubs his eyes with a tired sigh, his complexion having paled significantly since you left with Jeongguk. You gave Seokjin a few pills the moment you got home, something prescribed by the doctor that’s supposed to ease his pre-rut symptoms like the bunadrox did for Jeongguk. You can’t really tell if the medicine is helping the hamster hybrid much yet, but hopefully it won’t take too long before it kicks in.
“Yeah, you should've,” Yoongi scowls, his narrowed eyes glued to the bunny hybrid pressed up against Seokjin’s side.
“But hyung, didn’t you say that Jeongguk smelled weird yesterd–” Jimin’s voice tapers off into a hiss as Yoongi’s elbow connects with his side, the youngest cat hybrid clamping his mouth shut at the look the alpha gives him.
“I couldn’t know it was his pre-rut, I don’t know his scent well enough,” Yoongi huffs, giving Seokjin a pointed look as he says, ”That’s his alpha’s job.”
Seokjin meets Yoongi’s gaze, the two hybrids staring silently at each other across the room. The hamster hybrid’s normally bright eyes look muddled and hazy, like he’s struggling hard to keep his focus locked on Yoongi.
“Hyung,” Jeongguk noses against Seokjin’s throat, trying to soothe the sharp notes peaking through his scent. Seokjin breaks eye contact first, offering Yoongi a weak nod in defeat before he tilts his head back to rest against the couch.
“It is,” He agrees. You can see the furrow between his brows deepening, his neck shimmering with perspiration as he releases another deep breath.
“I don’t think it’s fair to shift all the blame on Seokjin. They have both been under so much stress ever since they moved in. First with how all of you were trying to drive each other out, and then with Jeongguk getting hurt ..” You shake your head.
”The doctor said it was normal for all of that to have sped up their cycles and that is why Seokjin didn’t pick up on what was happening. It’s not their fault.”
The other boys seem to pause at that, their ears twitching uneasily as they remember how they behaved towards the two prey hybrids. Taehyung tucks his tail around his waist, leaning into Hoseok’s side with a sad frown as he looks over at Jeongguk and Seokjin. He knows that normal ruts aren’t supposed to make you look so tired, so ill. Something tugs in his chest at the fact that he’s part of the reason it’s hitting them so hard, and with how Hoseok pulls Taehyung close to lightly nuzzle into his hair, he thinks it’s safe to assume that the dog hybrid feels the same way.
A soft pout forms on Yoongi’s lips as he ducks his head, his pale cheeks turning a faint pink with embarrassment. “I guess–I guess that makes sense .. Sorry,” The cat hybrid mumbles. He seeks out Jimin’s hand as he stares down at his lap, his long fingers gently curling around his packmate’s shorter ones. He squeezes Jimin’s hand in apology for the jab he gave him earlier, and Jimin only lets his alpha suffer in silence for a few second before he squeezes back.
Your gaze softens as you look around at the boys, Namjoon picking at the fabric of his pants as he looks to be deep in thought. “You have to help me to understand why this is such a big deal, okay?” You say, biting down on your lip as a few of the boys shift in their seats.
”You all go through this multiple times a year and I know you wouldn’t react like this over nothing. So there’s a reason for it, isn’t it?” Your eyes drift back to Jeongguk and Seokjin, the bunny hybrid staring at you through hooded lids from where he’s tucked into his alpha’s side.
He surprises you by huffing as your eyes meet, a pout pulling at his pink lips as he says, ”You never answered my question earlier, noona. The others are upset because they don’t know if you’re going to help us or not.”
“You asked her?” Namjoon says, staring at Jeongguk with calculating eyes. It’s the first time the wolf hybrid has said anything since you arrived back home, but you’re not surprised he’s the last one to add his thoughts the discussion. It’s become clear to you that he seems to like to hear what the others have to say before he speaks up himself.
Jeongguk nods, shrinking against Seokjin at the low growls that fill the room.
“I can’t believe I was fooled by those big eyes,” Jimin grumbles. Yoongi lets out a humourless snort, squeezing Jimin’s fingers as if to say I told you so.
Namjoon’s attention slowly turns from Jeongguk to you, the wolf hybrid’s expression carefully blank as he says, ”So, are you going to join them, Y/n?”
You shift uneasily on your feet, the pamphlet crinkling loudly as you cross your arms over your chest. “I .. I don’t know,” You frown. You feel like your thoughts are split in half. You do want to, but you’re also afraid that everything is moving too quickly, that you’re maybe rushing into this too fast without properly considering the consequences. If you join Jeongguk and Seokjin for their ruts, you don’t think there’s any way to go back from that.
“It’s okay, Y/n,” Seokjin cracks open an eye, tilting his head just enough to meet your gaze. ”I understand that it’s not a decision you can take lightly. You only agreed to let us start courting you a few days ago, and this is a lot to ask for in comparison to what we’ve been doing so far. There’s always next time, or the time after that if you don’t feel ready yet. There’s no pressure.”
Seokjin squeezes Jeongguk’s waist, prompting the bunny hybrid to voice his agreement to his alpha’s words. Jeongguk never intended to pressure you into anything; he just really really wants you to join them. The hamster hybrid’s face suddenly pinches, his sculpted jaw clenching tightly as he exhales through his nose. Jimin winces in sympathy, carding his fingers soothingly through his tail to settle the unpleasant feeling in his chest. He doesn’t like seeing anyone in pain, and he dislikes it even more knowing that he’s part of the reason it’s hitting the preys so hard.
“It might be too much to ask, but is there anywhere you can stay for a few days if you choose not to help us?” Seokjin offers you a strained smile. There’s nothing the hamster hybrid wants less than sending you away right now, but he knows it’s for the best if you don’t want to join them.
“We started thinking about you as part of the pack the moment you adopted us, and since we’re also courting you, it’ll make it .. difficult to for us to go through our ruts knowing that you’re so close, but we can’t be with you. Bonded packs don’t have very long ruts, so it’ll only be a couple of days.”
“Only two days? I thought it lasted much longer?” You swallow down the guilt in your throat as Seokjin releases a pained breath, Jeongguk nosing against his throat in an attempt to comfort him.
“It used to. Some of the first hybrids had much longer heats or ruts. But, while the idea of having a horny hybrid around for a week was appealing in theory, it wasn’t very convenient in reality. It was altered to a shorter time frame once people starting complaining, so now it’s around three days for hybrids without packs, and one for bonded ones,” Seokjin explains.
You can’t help the scowl that twists your lips as you listen; the idea of altering someone’s DNA because they find something about them inconvenient is more than enough to make your blood boil. You know there’s no pretty history attached to hybrids, but you didn’t quite realize that it was this horrific – this invasive.
“That’s horrible! I’m so sorry. Humans are fucking terrible," You hiss.
“Not all of them! You’re the best human I know!” Taehyung suddenly exclaims, his orange tail dancing happily behind his back.
"She’s the only human you know,” Jimin counters.
“So? I’m a great judge of character,” Taehyung huffs. Namjoon lips quirk, and he pats Taehyung’s thigh as the fox hybrid shoots Jimin a weak glare.
“I, uhm, thank you Taehyung?” You blink; bewildered at the sudden turn the conversation took.
"But even if I wouldn’t do anything like that, it doesn’t help the fact that there are others who think it’s okay. I know it must’ve been altered long before we were born, but that doesn’t make it any less bad,” You sigh, ”And yes, I do have somewhere I can stay for a few days if I don’t help you, it’s not too much to ask at all.”
So maybe you deliberately chose not to mention that it’s Jihyo and Sana that you’ll have to stay with, but you know it won’t do Seokjin and Jeongguk any good to have to worry about another hybrid when they already have enough to deal with on their own.
“I’m glad, thank you,” Seokjin murmurs.
Namjoon suddenly inhales sharply, his nose scrunching as his gaze roams over Jeongguk’s form, “I think he’s progressing, hyung. You should bring him to your room.”
Seokjin nods, tightening his arm around Jeongguk as they both stand up on unsteady feet. “No pressure,” The hamster hybrid reminds you as they shuffle past.
“No pressure,” Jeongguk echoes weakly from where he’s clinging to Seokjin, his dark eyes meeting yours over his alpha’s shoulders. You swallow thickly at the open invitation you find, the bunny hybrid holding your gaze steadily until they leave the room.
“Y/n,” Yoongi’s voice snaps your attention back to the rest of the boys, and you shift uneasily on your feet as you take in the apprehensive expressions on their faces.
“If you want to help them, it’s okay,” Yoongi grimaces, ”We’re just jealous. We expected this to happen eventually, just not now. It has caught us all a little off-guard.”
“Think about it for a bit, and don’t push yourself if you’re not ready. They’re big boys, they can handle whatever decision you come to,” Hoseok says. You think this might be the first time you’ve ever seen the dog hybrid look so serious, the soft furrow between his brows only adding to the firmness in his voice.
You loosen the death grip you have around the pamphlet, letting out a deep breath as you spare the glossy paper a glance, “I should probably go read this.”
You flop down on your back with a grunt, flinging the paper aside. While the pamphlet was well, educational, it hasn’t made the choice any easier for you. Staying hydrated and getting enough rest during refractory periods is all well and good, but it doesn’t tell you anything about the consequences. Helping Jeongguk and Seokjin during their ruts is bound to change things. You know it’s a step you logically would come to take at some point anyway, but you thought you would've had more time to prepare. You know you’re not built for a quick fuck and dump, and while the boys have made it very clear that they’re after something more serious, you can’t stop your stupid brain from worrying. What if they get bored? Or what if it’s just their ruts talking and they regret it after? There are just too many things that can go wrong.
You frown, picking at the blanket thrown haphazardly over your bed. Stop psyching yourself out. There are many things that can go wrong, but it doesn’t mean that it will. The boys want you and you want them. You know that if you keep worrying about all the what ifs you’ll never get to experience anything. And you’re not willing to take that risk with the boys – you won't let any chances of a happy future with them slip through your fingertips.
The timing is horrible though, especially since Mr. Gwan is returning to work tomorrow. You need to speak with your boss face to face for him to truly understand just how big your case really is, and that your firm is not equipped to handle it. Sure, you won’t be gone for more than two days, but even that feels like too much right now with the threat of an entire syndicate looming over your head.
But – the pamphlet made it very clear that you either have to be there for Jeongguk and Seokjin from the beginning or opt out completely. According to the instructions, a hybrid’s room becomes their den when they go into rut or heat, and it’s the only place they feel safe as their instincts go haywire with arousal. Any outsiders trying to enter a hybrid’s den after a rut has hit never ends well. So, considering you don’t want either of the boys to attack you, you need to pick. Your case, or Seokjin and Jeongguk. The choice is frighteningly easy.
You grab your phone, wincing slightly at the bright screen that lights up your room. You hadn’t even realized that so much time had passed since you went upstairs. With no more time to lose, you hastily type out a quick text to Soohyun, a simple ”hybrids in rut, back in two days” that should be more than enough information for your nosy but helpful co-worker. You feel bad for leaving her to rearrange your tightly packed schedule again, but based on the colourful array of emojis that immediately flood your phone, Soohyun doesn’t seem to mind too much. Especially not since she makes you promise to let her grill you for all the juicy details as soon as you get back.
You toss your phone aside as you get up from bed, something light blue catching your eye from on top of your dresser. You walk over to pick up the pyjama set, your favourite soft sleeping shorts and oversized t-shirt feeling like a good fit. You don’t know when Jeongguk’s rut will hit exactly, but you will likely have time to get some sleep first, so why not be comfortable while you can? Once your clothes come off, you probably won’t need them for a few days anyway. You feel yourself blush as you grab the baby blue fabric, trying your best to calm down the surge of excitement and nerves that rushes through your body. It’s okay to be nervous, but you have things you need to do before it’s too late. And showering is definitely one of them.
You think you should probably be more surprised when you open your door to find Yoongi and Jimin waiting outside of it, the two cat hybrids offering you sheepish smiles.
”You’ve made up your mind?” Jimin asks, his eyes flickering down to the clothes in your grip.
”Y-yeah, I’m helping them,” You stutter under the weight of Yoongi’s intense stare, the cat hybrid tilting his head as he looks you up and down.
”Be careful. Talk to them if it’s too much and remember that you can always leave, they’ll understand.” Yoongi’s smile is soft as he steps aside, his hands clutched tightly into the fabric of his sweater. You notice that Jimin takes a step back as you walk forward, his ears twisted back in displeasure.
"We shouldn’t touch you,” Yoongi suddenly says, as if he can see the concerned question resting on the tip of your tongue, "We get extra possessive during our ruts and there’s no need to trigger the bunny unnecessarily. You should take a shower and make sure to wash our scents away properly. We’ll see you in a few days.”
You hate seeing the boys anything but happy, and it’s obvious how much Yoongi dislikes even just suggesting removing their scents. It pains you that you can’t reach out and touch them, that you can’t comfort them, but you know it’s the right thing to do.
”Right, see you in a few days,” You feel your smile wobble as you hurry to the bathroom, rubbing your chest as you close the door behind you. It’s only two days, but you’re going to miss the rest of the boys. You sigh, stripping out of your clothes as you turn on the shower. Knowing them though, they’re definitely going to make up for lost time later.
“Y/n?” You turn around to find Taehyung peaking out through a gap in their door, the fox hybrid keeping his distance just like Yoongi and Jimin did. Taehyung's eyes dart up and down your body, lingering slightly on your exposed legs and the lace trim around your thighs before his attention drifts back to your face.
”Yeah?” You clutch the water bottles in your arms tighter, trying your best to balance all of them without dropping any.
”We’ll leave some food outside the door for when you get hungry. Hyung and Jeongguk need to eat a lot, and you have to make sure you’re keeping your energy up too,” He says.
”Thank you, Tae,” You grin, your heart doing a little flutter at how thoughtful they are.
You see Namjoon’s gray wolf ears pop around the corner of the door before it begins to close, Taehyung letting out a little whimper as he says, ”See you soon, I miss you already.”
”Miss you too,” You murmur.
You just manage to catch the boxy grin erupting on his face before the door shuts, Taehyung’s muffled whine barely audible through the door as he complains, ”But hyung, blue is my favourite color!”
You shake your head, endeared, as you turn back to the door in front of you. You knock your elbow against the wood, taking one last breath to ready yourself before it opens.
”You’re here,” Seokjin’s cheeks puff up as he smiles, round ears twitching with excitement as he steps back to let you enter the room. The hamster hybrid helps you place the water down on a nearby dresser, gently drawing you into his arms the moment you let go of the last bottle. Seokjin’s dark brown eyes sparkle as he slowly scans you from head to toe, fingers tracing small circles on your back. “You’re sure this is what you want?”
”I’m sure. I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t,” You confirm.
You barely register the sweet kiss Seokjin presses to your lips before he’s already pulling back, your skin tingling from the brief contact as he murmurs out a quiet, ”Good.”
The sound of rustling sheets reminds you that you’re not alone, and you have to choke down a laugh as you turn to find Jeongguk glaring at you from bed, lips formed into an exaggerated pout. You assume the two hybrids took a short nap while waiting for you, because the bunny hybrid’s face looks adorably puffy from sleep, his hair ruffled and messy.
”You’re both mean,” He grumbles, flopping back on his side as he tugs the duvet over his head. Seokjin sighs fondly as he nudges you in the direction of the bed, eyes filled with mirth as he looks at the Jeongguk-sized lump under the covers. It’s only when you notice Jeongguk’s long bunny ears sticking out and twisting to face the both of you that you catch on to what he’s trying to do.
”Why am I mean?” You feign ignorance as you climb onto the bed, crawling slowly up the mattress until you can lay down behind the bunny hybrid, facing his covered body. You bite down on you lip in amusement when you only hear muffled words in response.
”Jeongguk?” You say as you wrap an arm around his waist, pulling yourself flush against his back. There’s a low whine as you begin to peel the duvet back, exposing his messy hair and bare shoulder. ”Why am I mean?” You repeat.
You can feel the shiver that travels down Jeongguk’s body as you nose against his neck, the bunny hybrid hiding his face into the pillow with a groan. You have to strain your ears to hear the soft words he begrudgingly murmurs against the fabric, but you just manage to pick up, “–'ant kisses too.”
You press a chaste kiss to Jeongguk’s shoulder, grinning as you say, ”There you go.”
“Now that is mean, Y/n,” Seokjin snorts at the shocked whine Jeongguk lets out, taking a seat on the bed behind you as the bunny hybrid scrambles to rid himself of the duvet. Jeongguk twists around, lips pressed into a frown as his gaze moves between you and Seokjin.
”Why does hyung get a kiss, but I don’t? This is hybrid discrimination!”
You hear Seokjin let out an indignant squeak behind your back, but the hamster hybrid doesn’t start bickering like he normally would. He seems to be too tired to indulge in any playful arguments with his packmate.
”I’m sorry,” You move your arm from his waist to cup his cheek, the bunny hybrid still feeling a little warm under your touch despite the bunadrox he received at the clinic. Jeongguk leans into your touch, the frown slowly slipping off his face as you close the distance between your lips. You stroke your thumb across his soft cheek, watching as Jeongguk’s eyes flutter shut. He makes a pleased sound in the back of his throat as your mouths meet, his pink lips parting to deepen the kiss. There’s a faint taste of peppermint as you swipe your tongue against Jeongguk's lower lip, and you tug lightly on the soft flesh before releasing his mouth with a soft pop.
”Please forgive me?” You whisper against his skin, pulling back as the bunny hybrid tries to capture your lips in another kiss.
You grin at the impatient huff he lets out as you hold him back. Jeongguk’s ears flop down as he realizes you’re not going to let him get close, the soft pout returning to his lips as he grumbles, ”Fine, I forgive you. You’re not mean.”
”Thank you,” You press a quick peck to his cheek, delighted at the soft blush that blooms over his skin. Seokjin reaches over your back to ruffle Jeongguk’s hair, the bunny hybrid clearly enjoying it despite his weak protests.
”Y/n,” The serious note in Seokjin’s soft voice makes you turn on your back, giving him your full attention as he says, ”There are some things we should talk about before anything goes too far. I don’t want you to be caught off-guard or feel uncomfortable because we didn’t explain it beforehand.” The concern in Seokjin’s eyes makes your heart squeeze. You don’t know how you managed to get so lucky.
”That sounds like a good idea,” You smile. You can feel Jeongguk inch closer, the bunny hybrid carefully wrapping an arm around your waist as you speak. You glance over at him to find him already watching you, his doe eyes widening as you slightly tilt your head. His ears spring up at the invitation, a happy sigh leaving his lips as he nuzzles into your neck, pressing himself as close as possible. You grab Seokjin’s hand, intertwining your fingers as you wait for the hamster hybrid to speak.
Seokjin clears his throat, the tips of his ears going a little pink. ”Regardless of how we normally are, most hybrids tend to get more dominant during their ruts. It can differ of course, but most of us don’t like to give up any control. The sole reason we have ruts is to breed, and we need to make sure we’re taking care of our mates properly. That applies to us too.”
Jeongguk’s hand tightens on your waist, embarrassed, as he hides his face deeper into the crook of your neck.
”We know ruts can be intense, so you just need to remember that you can tap out at any moment if it’s too much. We’ve spent enough ruts together to know what we like and dislike, so you have to be honest with us if we do something you’re not into, or if we overstep any boundaries,” Seokjin pauses long enough for you to give him a nod before he continues, ”Jeongguk’s rut will hit first tomorrow, and then mine will hit the day after. You don’t have to help both of us, but we would love it if you did.”
”I do, uh, want to help both of you,” You feel your cheeks heat up as the words tumble out.
Seokjin’s face brightens as he brings your intertwined fingers up to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your hand. ”Do you have any questions?”
”I–” You hesitate slightly, wondering if you just should’ve looked it up on your phone earlier, but you also know that the boys will give you a more trustworthy answer. ”The pamphlet said something about a knot?” You voice grows weaker as you feel Jeongguk stiffen against your side, the bunny hybrid releasing a harsh breath against your throat.
”Ah,” Seokjin swallows thickly, ”We have knots to make sure the breeding has a higher chance of being successful. It makes the base of our penis swell up enough to lock inside our mates, and it traps everything inside. Normally they last for half an hour, but during ruts they hardly last for ten. It’s to make sure we breed our mates properly.”
”I see,” You mumble. You have heard about knots before, there’s a reason hybrids are so popular in the adult industry after all, but you didn’t really know what the purpose was before now.
”Does it hurt?”
Seokjin shakes his head, running his thumb soothingly across your knuckles. ”It shouldn’t. It might be a little uncomfortable at first since you’re not used to the stretch, but we’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt. You don’t have to make your mind up right now if you want it or not, you can let us know what you’re feeling like tomorrow.”
”Yeah, okay,” You say, absentmindedly tracing little figures into the arm curled around your waist. You try to dispel any thoughts of discomfort out of your head, knowing that Seokjin and Jeongguk are going to do everything they can to make it a good experience for you too.
”Still want to help, noona?” Jeongguk murmurs into your neck, his ear brushing along the side of your throat.
”Of course, it takes more than that to scare me off,” You smile.
”Thank you,” The bunny hybrid stifles a yawn, his voice drowsy and low as he asks, ”Can we sleep now? ‘M too tired to think.”
”Yeah, we should get as much rest as possible. It's going to be a long couple of days,” Seokjin releases your hand to help you get under the covers, and Jeongguk’s low whines makes it clear that he's not happy about being moved around as you try to make yourself comfortable. Seokjin settles on the opposite side, caging you in securely between them. His arm joins Jeongguk's around your waist, the hamster hybrid resting his hand on his packmate's hip. Jeongguk snuggles back into your neck, soft ears tickling your chin.
You take a few deep breaths, willing your heart to slow down as the room grows quiet. You honestly expected that you would be too nervous to fall asleep; but the warmth surrounding you and the gentle breaths spilling across you skin slowly begins to make your eyes heavier and heavier. In the end, it doesn’t take long at all before you drift off to the feeling of plush lips pressing against your temple.
It’s the pressure around your ankle that wakes you up. You blink blearily against the soft sunlight spilling into the room, confused as you feel something squeeze around the duvet, trapping your foot in place. You still at the hushed sounds a little further down the bed, your groggy mind working overtime to get rid of the disorientation from waking up in a foreign bed.
”Hyung,” The soft moan sounds familiar, the grip around your ankle tightening. You slowly push yourself up on your elbow, squinting as the two blurry figures come into focus. Your eyes widen as you take in the scene in front of you, heat pooling in your stomach as you watch the two hybrids. Seokjin is kneeling on the floor, his broad shoulders between Jeongguk’s toned thighs as he works his throat up and down on his packmate's cock. His lips are stretched wide and pink, glistening, as his throat bobs to take in more of Jeongguk’s length.
”Hyung!” Jeongguk pants, throwing his head back as Seokjin swallows around him, his nose brushing against Jeongguk’s clenched stomach. He buries his fingers deeper into Seokjin’s hair, holding his alpha in place as he bucks his hips, cockhead brushing against the back of Seokjin’s throat. The hamster hybrid’s eyes flutter as he keeps himself pressed up against Jeongguk’s abs, his throat convulsing around the hard length in his mouth as he digs his fingers into Jeongguk’s hips. He’s relaxed enough that the bunny hybrid’s bucks doesn’t choke him, and the needy little moans falling from Jeongguk’s lips holds him down for a few more seconds before he begins to pull back, hand wrapping firmly around the base. Jeongguk groans as Seokjin’s plush lips squeeze around his length, his tongue dragging along the underside of Jeongguk's throbbing cock.
You clamp your thighs together as your eyes fly over the two hybrids, Jeongguk’s deep moans and Seokjin’s choked sounds sending fires down your spine. You see the hand twisted into Seokjin’s hair twitch just as you feel the grip on your ankle tightening. As your gaze follows the defined muscles in Jeongguk’s arm you realize that the bunny hybrid is clinging to both of you as Seokjin gets him off. You release a shaky breath as Seokjin bobs his head up and down before he pulls back, suckling on the head of Jeongguk’s cock as his tongue dips into the leaking slit. It’s the little rush of air that alerts the hamster hybrid, his round ears suddenly twitching at the unexpected sound. Seokjin tilts his head just enough to let his eyes find yours, and the heated gaze he gives you causes your thighs to involuntarily rub together.
Seokjin suddenly pops off Jeongguk’s cock, a string of saliva connecting his lips to the red tip as he pulls away. Jeongguk tries to tug him back with an impatient whine, but the sound is cut off as Seokjin begins to stroke his length, keeping the pace slow and controlled as he says, ”Ah, Jeongguk was getting desperate. We wanted you to get some more rest, but the bun has never been good at keeping quiet.”
You can only shake your head dumbly, shivering at how raspy and fucked out Seokjin’s voice sounds. “It-It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” You stammer.
Jeongguk’s head snaps up at the sound of your voice, his ears shooting into the air. ”Noona?” The bunny hybrid blinks rapidly, some clarity returning to his eyes as he momentarily ignores Seokjin’s skilled grip around his cock. You recognize the hazed gaze from your pamphlet, the small section that explained how hybrids can get a little lost to their surroundings when they’re falling deep into their ruts or heats.
”I’m here,” You push yourself up properly, suppressing another shiver as Jeongguk’s dark eyes roam over the exposed skin of your shoulder, your top having slipped down your arm in your sleep. Heat blooms in your cheeks as the bunny hybrid suddenly moans, his eyes glued to your neck as Seokjin pumps him faster, the slick sound of his fist dragging over Jeongguk’s length filling the room.
”Y/n,” Seokjin’s attention is solely on you as he calls your name, his expression serious as he says, “Are you still okay? Do you still want this?”
Your gaze flickers down to the hamster hybrid’s hand when Jeongguk hangs his head, panting hard, as Seokjin rubs his thumb along the head of his cock. ”I do,” Your voice is almost drowned out as the bunny hybrid groans, ”I’m okay, It’s just .. all very new.”
Seokjin nods. ”Having someone else join us is new for us too. We’ll try our best to make you comfortable, just remember to talk to us.”
”I will,” You give him a soft smile, curling your fingers into the duvet at Jeongguk’s low moans.
”Hyung, please–” The bunny hybrid looks close to tears as he tugs on Seokjin’s hair, his big doe eyes pleading as his hips jerk into grip around his length.
Seokjin’s gaze lingers on you for a moment before he twists back to face Jeongguk, the corner of his lips quirking as he says, ”What do you want, baby? You have to tell hyung.”
”Your mouth, hyung, shit, need you to suck me off,” Jeongguk begs.
The hand around your ankle twitches in anticipation as Seokjin smiles, his eyes locked on to Jeongguk’s as he lowers himself back down on his packmate's cock. Seokjin keeps his grip tight around the base of it, lowering himself down until his lips brush against his own hand. Seokjin sets a quick pace right away, bobbing his head in tandem with his hand as he works every inch of Jeongguk’s slick length. The bunny hybrid releases his fingers from Seokjin’s hair as he falls back on his elbows, his ears twitching back and fourth as his alpha hollows his cheeks, adding even more pressure around his cock.
”Hyung, ‘m close,” Jeongguk pants, his thighs flexing as his hips begin to jerk, chasing after Seokjin’s mouth on every upstroke. Seokjin stills his hand at that, and your lips part in surprise as you watch the base of Jeongguk’s cock begin to swell, the hamster hybrid squeezing rhythmically around it as it grows. Seokjin swallows around the throbbing length in his throat, coaxing Jeongguk closer to his release as the bunny hybrid thrashes his head, his long ears trembling.
Jeongguk’s breath quickens as his stomach tenses, his voice a desperate whine as says, ”Hyung, Seokjin hyung, I’m going to cum, I need to–” Seokjin hums around Jeongguk's leaking cock, giving his knot an almost bruising squeeze as he swallows around him again, his throat hot and wet as it constricts around the throbbing length. Jeongguk’s hips jump once more, the head pressed firmly against the back of Seokjin’s throat as he suddenly lets out a broken moan, his climax tearing through his body as he comes.
Jeongguk collapses fully against the bed, hips jerking as he rides out his orgasm. You release a soft moan of your own as you watch Seokjin massage Jeongguk’s knot, his throat working furiously to swallow all of the cum flooding his mouth. He keeps sucking until Jeongguk begins to whimper with oversensitivity, the bunny hybrid shuddering as Seokjin finally pulls away, giving the head a soft kiss that leaves his muscles twitching. You’re confused to see Jeongguk’s hard length hardly even softening, only the knot at the base slowly shrinking back to normal.
Seokjin takes a deep breath as he climbs up on the bed, his hand cupping Jeongguk’s cheek as he murmurs, ”Still with us, baby?”
Jeongguk lets out a pleased sigh, eyes closed as he says, ”Need a moment, hyung.” Seokjin dips down to press a gentle kiss to Jeongguk’s lips, whispering a soft good boy against his skin.
You swallow thickly as the hamster hybrid leans back, his eyes dark as he shifts his gaze back to you. You don’t quite know where to look as Seokjin shuffles closer on his knees. The hamster hybrid is broader than Jeongguk, his shoulder tapering off to a smaller waist, the definition on his stomach a little softer than his packmate’s. You can still clearly see the outline of his abs though, and you feel yourself growing wet as your eyes latch on the thick cock bobbing against his stomach, the tip a pretty pink just like his lips. A small smirk graces Seokjin’s lips as he notices what’s got you so distracted, the hamster hybrid brushing a lock of hair behind your ear before his fingers glide down to your mouth.
”Can I kiss you, Y/n?”
You barely manage to squeak out a eager please before Seokjin’s mouth is on yours, your head spinning from the rasp in his voice and the soft, glossy lips pressing against your own. You moan as Seokjin’s tongue dips past your lips, the hamster hybrid cupping the back of your neck to keep you in place. You can feel his calm composure crack at the breathy sound, the kiss turning hungry, bruising, as he licks into your mouth. Heat pools low in your belly as you taste Jeongguk’s cum from Seokjin’s tongue, the hamster hybrid’s other hand travelling under the duvet to firmly grasp your side. Seokjin pulls you closer to his chest, groaning against your lips as you drag your hands across the firm muscles in his arms, mapping out the smooth skin.
”Hyung, Y/n,” You break away from Seokjin’s mouth at the sound of Jeongguk’s voice, gulping down air as the hamster hybrid moves his lips to your jaw, trailing slow kisses down the side of your throat. The bunny hybrid is staring at you over Seokjin’s shoulder, his eyes blown wide as he chews absentmindedly on his lip. He plasters himself against his alpha’s back the moment he grabs your attention, using the little height he has over Seokjin’s slightly hunched form to lean over his shoulder. You swallow down Jeongguk’s needy moan as he finds your lips, the bunny hybrid trying his best to lick into your mouth despite the awkward angle. You gasp as Seokjin’s teeth scrape over your shoulder, the faint sting making you clench around nothing. Both hybrids abruptly pull away, something unspoken passing between the two packmates as you suddenly find yourself pinned underneath Jeongguk’s body, the bunny hybrid caging you in against the mattress. You let out a surprised noise as your back hits the bed, blinking up Jeongguk as he presses a quick peck to your mouth, one hand curling around the duvet.
”Noona, can we take this off? Wanna see you.”
You nod, itching to feel Jeongguk’s bare body against your own as you help them push the cover down the bed. The moment it’s off, Jeongguk crashes his lips against yours, one hand dipping underneath the fabric of your shirt as the other cups your cheek. You shudder at the warm fingers ghosting over your skin, Jeongguk’s hard length brushing against your stomach as he kisses you passionately.
You lose yourself in Jeongguk’s lips as you let your hands move on their own, fingers roaming over his sculpted back and hard chest. You feel a tremor run through his body as you move down to his stomach. You moan at the defined abs you find, the taut muscles jumping under your fingertips. Jeongguk lets out a deep groan as the back of your hand bumps against his cock, the bunny hybrid grinding his hips against yours to get more friction. You choke as his length glides over your clothed cunt, another gush of wetness soaking your core at the firmness rubbing against you.
Jeongguk delves back into your mouth, sucking gently at your tongue before he whines against your lips, ”Please let me touch you, Noona.” He tugs at your clothes, fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your shorts.
”Help me then,” You raise your hips off the bed, allowing just enough room for Jeongguk to drag it down your legs alongside your underwear. He wastes no time in pushing your shirt up, helping you slip out of the soft fabric before he tosses it aside.
The bunny hybrid moans, hard cock twitching against his stomach as his eyes roams over your naked body. Jeongguk nudges your legs apart, taking up room between them as he stares down at your dripping core.
”Shit,” He groans, running his hands from your calves all the way up to your thighs, ”–shit, you’re so gorgeous, Y/n.”
You reach for his shoulders, tugging his body back down as your face grows warm under the reverent twinkle in his eyes. ”You’re gorgeous too, bun,” You smile, bringing your hands together behind his head.
You card your fingers through the soft hair, stroking the soft fur at the base of his ears. Jeongguk whines, burying his face in your neck to inhale your sweet scent. The bunny hybrid settles his hands on your waist, warm fingers squeezing your hips tightly as he begins mouthing down the side of your throat. Your breath hitches as he nips at your collarbone, wet lips soothing the sting before he continues downward, not stopping until he settles between your breasts. You feel a harsh exhale against your skin, the bunny hybrid suddenly dropping his weight against your body to nuzzle his face into your chest. You let out a surprised snort as Jeongguk rubs his face between your boobs, clearly enjoying himself as he moans into your skin.
”Bun, where are your manners?” Seokjin tuts, delivering a soft slap to the back of Jeongguk’s thigh.
The bunny hybrid’s hips jump from the impact, making his length brush against your soaked cunt as he groans, ”’s gone, noona has bigger boobs than you do.”
You can’t help but laugh at the insulted expression that crosses Seokjin’s face, the hamster hybrid opening and closing his mouth before he splutters, ”I don’t have boobs you brat!”
”Exactly,” Jeongguk hums, giving Seokjin a weak kick on his thigh in retribution. The laughter dies in your throat as the bunny hybrid begins humping against your core, moving his lips to the side of your breast.
”H–how are you still hard?” You stutter through a moan. It can't be more than five minutes since Seokjin got him off, and you don’t think the bunny hybrid actually ever grew soft.
Jeongguk raises himself back up on his forearms, eyes dazed and a smirk curling at his lips as he says, ”Ever heard the term fucking like bunnies, noona? We have a really short refractory period.”
“Oh,” You breathe, fingers gliding from Jeongguk’s hair to his shoulders. You think you’re beginning to realize just why they wanted you to rest for as long as possible. You dig your fingers into his back as he grinds against your cunt, cock gliding against your folds as his erection is coated in your wetness.
”Fuck, you’re soaked,” Jeongguk grunts.
You throw your head back as Jeongguk lowers himself back to your chest, the bunny hybrid swirling his tongue around your nipple before he sucks it into his mouth. You moan, hips buckling as he gently bites down on the sensitive bud. Your whole body feels like it’s on fire, desperation burning through your veins as Jeongguk’s cock bumps against your clit. ”Jeongguk, I-I need more,” You pant.
”You know what to do, bun,” Seokjin runs his hand down the bunny hybrid’s spine, trying to soothe the tension in his back. Jeongguk has been keeping his rut in check well so far, but he’s starting to slip. He can’t fend off his instincts forever, and you need to be ready before that happens.
Jeongguk moves to your other breast, nipping the fragile skin as he leans back enough to slip a hand between your bodies. He quickly brings his fingers down to your dripping core, dragging one between your folds before adding the slickness to your clit, circling the aching nub. Your thighs clench, squeezing around Jeongguk’s waist at the sudden pressure.
”More, Jeongguk, please,” You moan. You both know you’re wet enough to take it, but Jeongguk is slow as he slips two fingers into your throbbing cunt, giving you time to adjust as he sinks his fingers into you.
You clench around them, loving the feeling of finally having something inside you as Jeongguk lets out a garbled whine, “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
The bunny hybrid speeds up his hand, beginning to stretch and crook his fingers the moment he feels you relax. Jeongguk adds one more, two more, and you gasp as he pushes all four fingers into you, the stretch teetering between pleasure and painful. You feel the bed shift near your head before a hand grasps your chin, turning your face to the side. Seokjin swallows down your moan as he crashes his lips against yours, and you release your hold on Jeongguk’s shoulder to wrap a hand around the hamster hybrid’s neck, pulling him closer.
Seokjin’s skilful mouth distracts you from the slight burn as Jeongguk stretches you out properly, the bunny hybrid’s nips turning more forceful as he bites and licks over your skin, his control slipping. All the attention has got the heat in your belly lighting up faster than ever before, your orgasm building quickly as squeeze tighter around the fingers pumping into you. You’re so close, you just need a little more, but then the fullness suddenly slips away, and your cunt is left clenching desperately around nothing.
You whine loudly at the loss, ready to beg for Jeongguk to bring his fingers back when you feel something bigger rub against your soaked folds. Seokjin releases your lips, moving his mouth to your cheek, ”Are your ready, Y/n?”
You suck in a deep breath, glancing up at Jeongguk’s blown eyes as he slowly fists his length, your juices glistening around his cock. ”How do you want me?” You ask.
”Like this, wanna see your face,” Jeongguk’s voice is low and raspy, cheeks flushed pink from holding himself back.
”Then yeah, fuck– fuck me,” You spread your legs out to give the bunny hybrid more room.
Jeongguk growls as he holds his cock, the length throbbing in his hand as he rubs it against your folds. You let out a choked moan as the head catches on your opening, Jeongguk’s firm cock slowly slipping inside as he leans down over your body. Seokjin has pulled back enough to give the bunny hybrid room to place arms on either side of your head. Jeongguk’s jaw is clenched as he keeps the pace slow, giving you time to adjust despite his body urging him to snap and breed you hard. You can’t help but clamp down around him as he sinks inside, his cock filling your achingly empty cunt so good. Even with all the prepping, there’s still a slight burn as your walls form around him, Jeongguk’s cock slowly stretching you open.
“Noona, ah, you feels so good,” The bunny hybrid hangs his head with a deep moan as he bottoms out, his length twitching from the intense heat wrapped snug around his cock. You can feel Jeongguk’s arms shaking from holding himself still, Seokjin whispering something in his ear as he rubs the nape of his neck. You’re filled to your limit already, panting hard as you try to relax around the bunny hybrid’s length.
”Jeongguk, you can move,” You murmur after a minute, bringing one hand up cup his cheek, rolling your hips against his. You can feel him trying to hold himself back, and that’s not what you want – and it’s not what Jeongguk needs.
”Let go, bun,” You tip his face up, heart hammering wildly in your chest as you see his eyes flash, nostrils flaring as he digs his hand into the mattress cover, hips jerking involuntarily at the motion. You rake your brain for the right words, pushing yourself up enough to reach his ear as you whisper, ”Breed me, Jeongguk.”
The bunny hybrid stiffens, his long ears twitching rapidly on top of his messy hair as you lay back down. You barely have enough time to wrap your arms around his shoulders before he snaps, Jeongguk pulling out almost entirely before slamming back inside, inching your body up the bed from the force.
”Fuck!” You cry out, wrapping your legs around his lower back as he snaps his hips forward again, setting a bruising pace from the get go as he fucks you. Jeongguk presses his face into your neck again, groans muffled by your skin as he pounds into your cunt. His hips stutter as your hand drifts up to his ear, running your hand along the soft fur.
”Noona,” The bunny hybrid whines, pushing a hand under your back to tilt you up. The change is enough to make you see stars as he drives his leaking length into you, the new angle making his cock reach even deeper than before. The orgasm you lost before is building rapidly, the heat soaring through your body making you clench down around him.
”Again,” He growls, moaning loudly into your neck as you repeat the motion, squeezing your walls around his cock.
You're utterly lost in the way Jeongguk feels as he hammers into you, his hips slapping loudly against your ass. The bunny hybrid is hitting your g-spot straight on, and you know you can’t hold yourself back for much longer. You let out a confused moan as Jeongguk begins to feel thicker, the slight stretch suddenly returning as he thrusts inside.
”What–?” You breathe, raking your fingertips down Jeongguk’s back as he keeps up the rapid pace.
”It’s his knot,” You open your eyes, not managing to remember when you closed them. Seokjin’s heated gaze is overrun with concern, his lips pressed tightly together as he studies your face.
”Bun,” Seokjin calls out, but Jeongguk is deep in his rut, senses drunk on your scent and the feel of your body pressed against him, around him.
”Jeongguk!” The harshness in Seokjin’s voice accompanied by the tight squeeze on his neck makes the bunny hybrid freeze up immediately, his body locking up in fright from the tone he’s never heard from his alpha before. You let out a choked gasp, Jeongguk having stilled his hips flush against yours, cock pressed against your most sensitive spot.
”Hyung?” Jeongguk’s voice is meek against your throat, his ears flattening against his head.
”You need to slow down, Jeongguk,” Seokjin says softly, ”You have to make sure Y/n is comfortable taking your knot.”
Jeongguk makes a wounded noise, pressing a careful kiss against your skin as he says, ”‘m sorry, noona. Did I hurt you?”
You smooth your hands up and down his back, heart full from the overflowing concern despite their instincts. ”I’m okay,” You promise, “Do what you need to do, bun.”
Your pamphlet made it very clear that a hybrid needs to knot something to fend off the worst of his rut, and you don’t want Jeongguk to suffer. Besides, it’s not like you aren’t curious as to how it will feel.
”Go on then, baby,” Seokjin massages his neck before releasing him. Jeongguk tentatively pulls out halfway before pressing in again, ears perking up at the soft moan you make. You squeeze your thighs around him in reassurance, urging him on as he slowly picks up speed.
”Fuckfuckfuck,” You gasp as the bunny hybrid resumes the pace he had before, the quick movement making your body shudder as you feel your release rapidly approaching. You whine out Jeongguk’s name as his knot begins to expand, the added friction driving you crazy as he works it inside with every thrust. The bunny hybrid plasters himself against you as he starts slowing down, his hips snapping against yours with more force.
You throw your head to the side, watching through half-lidded eyes as Seokjin slowly pumps his cock, his slender fingers wrapped around the thick length. The hamster hybrid lets out a low grunt, ”Look at you taking him so prettily, Y/n. Is Jeongguk fucking you good?”
Seokjin licks his glazed lips, humming as his eyes drifts down to where Jeongguk is working his cock into you, wetness running down your thighs with every thrust, ”I bet he is. Are you going to let him breed you, hmm?” Seokjin looks at you questioningly, clearly expecting an answer.
”Y-yes,” You stutter out between moans, flames licking up your belly at the satisfied smirk you get in return.
It’s the rasp in Seokjin’s voice and Jeongguk’s relentless pace as he bumps against your g-spot that sends you over the edge. You clamp down hard around Jeongguk’s throbbing length as your arms and legs begin to shake, your muscles clenching as your release washes over you, making you see white.
The bunny hybrid bites down on your shoulder at the tight grip around his cock, his hips slamming into you thrice before his knot swells fully, locking him inside of your tight heat. Your whole body is trembling as Jeongguk’s orgasm hits, the bunny hybrid chanting, “so tight noona, you feel so good, gonna fill you up,” as his hot cum floods your cunt. It feels like Jeongguk’s release never ends, every spurt making you twitch as it paints your walls. He keeps working his hips in little circles, making you mewl with oversensitivity. You’re panting by the time the bunny hybrid finally stills, your chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. The bunny hybrid spends his last energy rolling you both over on your sides, hoping to avoid crushing you under his weight.
He slots a leg between yours, wrapping his arms securely around your waist. You whimper as Jeongguk kisses a sore spot on your neck, no doubt the area he bit down on. You know he didn’t break through your skin, and the bunny hybrid licks over the mark, soothing the sting.
”Noona,” Jeongguk murmurs as he kisses his way up your throat, not stopping until his lips are brushing against yours, ”–Noona, thank you. I like you so much.”
He doesn’t let you answer before he kisses you, his mouth moving gently against yours as you both try to calm down. You glance over his shoulder as he pulls back, your dazed eyes widening as Jeongguk tucks his face back into the slope of your neck. You watch as Seokjin reaches behind himself, red bitten lips parting in a silent moan as he circles his rim. The sated fire in your belly roars up again as the hamster hybrid’s face twists with pleasure, one hand stroking his cock languidly as he works himself open.
”Y/n,” Jeongguk whines as your hips jerk, his still hard cock twitching at the stimulation.
”Sorry, bun,” You have to force your eyes away from Seokjin, focusing instead on the feeling of Jeongguk’s knot slowly softening inside your cunt, some of his cum beginning to drip down your legs. You fend off a shiver at the feeling, smiling as the bunny hybrid recaptures your lips, whispering out a soft, ”I like you too.”
“Shit, I can’t feel my legs,” You roll of Jeongguk with a faint wince, feeling your cunt throb as you collapse down on the bed. Your thighs are screaming from riding the bunny hybrid for so long, and you sigh in relief as you reach down to massage the aching muscles. You’ve honestly lost count of how many times Jeongguk has fucked you, of how many times you’ve come, but you know there’s no way you can go another round, not with how sore everything feels. You grimace as more of the bunny hybrid’s release escapes your overworked walls, the hot cum gliding down your skin. You desperately need a shower, you all do, but the washcloths and lukewarm water the other boys left outside the door a while ago will have to do.
You push a few locks of hair away from Jeongguk’s clammy forehead, pleased to find that his temperature feels nearly back to normal. Seokjin makes a content sound as he drags one of the washcloths across his chest, wiping away the worst of the sweat and cum from his skin. You almost jerk away in surprise as Jeongguk’s hips begin to slowly rut against your body, cock dragging against your sticky thigh.
”‘m tired, noona” The bunny hybrid whimpers, eyes barely managing to stay open.
”Still got more to go?” You murmur, ignoring the dryness in your throat as you reach down to grip his length. You might be tired, but Jeongguk has been going at it twice as much as you have, and it’s clear he’s absolutely exhausted.
”Last time,” He makes a pitiful sound as you begin to pump his shaft, his cock still slick from his own orgasm.
”You’re doing so well, bun, you're almost there,” You kiss his cheek. It doesn’t take more than a minute before his knot pops, and you bring one hand down to squeeze around it, mimicking what Seokjin did many hours ago.
”Noona,” Jeongguk comes with a sleepy gasp, his eyes fluttering shut at the last spurt against your skin. You use the already damp sheets to wipe away the worst of it, pushing yourself up with a groan as the bunny hybrid’s breath begins to even out.
”You should clean up a bit, I’ll wipe Jeongguk down,” Seokjin ruffles your messy hair, giving you a soft peck as he urges you out of bed. You stumble over to the desk, legs shaking as you clean yourself to the best of your abilities. You chug down a water bottle, practically stuffing one of the sandwiches nearby down your throat. You’ve managed to eat a little here and there, but not nearly enough. If you want to help Seokjin tomorrow, you’ll need to keep your energy up.
You hear faint footsteps pad across the floor, and you lean back against Seokjin’s chest as he wraps his arms around your waist, tucking his face into the side of your neck. “How are you feeling?”
”Like I might never walk again,” You snort.
Seokjin’s laugh is soft, fingers rubbing soothingly over your stomach, ”Are you sure you want to stay? You don’t have to push yourself if you’re too tired.”
”I want to. I’m sure it’s nothing a good night’s sleep can’t fix.”
”Good,” You shiver at how pleased the hamster hybrid sounds, your brain supplying the girl at the end, his voice echoing inside your head.
”Are you cold?” Seokjin hugs you tighter, moving you both back to the bed. Considering you have Seokjin’s fever stricken and burning hot body wrapped around you, you’re not really cold, but you do want to go to bed.
”We should probably wake Jeongguk up and change the sheets,” You sigh.
Seokjin grumbles something against your throat, nose skimming against the fragile skin before he steps away, eyes a little hazy, ”Yeah, we should.”
It’s a bit of a struggle waking Jeongguk up and getting him out of bed, the bunny hybrid hardly managing to keep himself standing despite leaning his entire weight onto you. You manage to coax him to drink some water while Seokjin makes quick work of the sheets, and collapsing back into a fresh dry duvet is for sure worth the effort. You cuddle into Jeongguk’s back, the bunny hybrid curling into his alpha’s chest as Seokjin throws his arm around both of you.
“Goodnight,” You whisper into the darkness of the room, Jeongguk and Seokjin giving you sleepy sounds in return. You can’t help but smile, the butterflies in your stomach going wild at just how content and happy you feel. You press a soft kiss to Jeongguk’s nape, lips barely touching his skin. You can’t wait for tomorrow.
a/n: if you’d like to support me, you can buy me a ko-fi! 💖
seokjin's rut is happening next, i hope you're all ready 👀 sorry for the long break, university had to take priority for a bit :( but i'm almost done now, only a few weeks left!
the boys might have slight breeding kinks (heh), but there will be no actual pregnancies/children during this fic. y/n is on the pill, it just isn't explicity stated.
thank you all so much for sticking with the story for over a year, it means the world to me!!
see you all soon, stay safe! <3
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💌 BTS August Favorites 2021
The wait is finally over. Here are all the August Reads I adore. I will try my best to update and share more fics in the future. If you wish to read more stories, please go to my masterlist.
All the fics I reblog is strictly 18+ 🚨
Note: If a link fails, go to the author's masterlist by clicking on their name. 📍
bass boosted @bangtanhome ⇢ you’re curious to explore the theory about bassists having superior fingering techniques, lucky for you, there happens to be an incredibly attractive bass player to help you with your experiment.
needy @blue-sidez ⇢ you’re working at home but seokjin is distracting.
bleeding love @blue-sidez ⇢ it’s that time of the month and yoongi is there to make to feel you loved.
partition @sugasbabiie ⇢ From childhood friend to an overprotective bodyguard. Yoongi has had his eye on you for a long time. But today, you learn that he sees you in an entirely different way…more than his boss and longtime friend, that’s for sure. Luckily for him, the feeling is mutual.
new parent syndrome @1kook ⇢ You love Namjoon, honest. But you love your daughter Hyejoo even more— it’s not a controversial sentiment when you know he’s the same way! —and going back to a regular adult life sans kids absolutely sucks. (Or so you thought.)
the perfect date @suhdays ⇢ between two demanding jobs there was little time to be with one another without any outside pressure. after months of never being able to go on a date, namjoon plans a weekend away to the beach. one thing he soon learned is that you always should check the weather beforehand. always.
helping hand @m-yg93 ⇢ Between your boyfriend getting into bed with another girl and finals taking all your time a cold rift has emerged between the usually warm movie nights with your best friend. Thankfully exams are over and Hoseok is back on your couch where he belongs. When some shit talking gets a little too close to home and Hoseok finds out you’ve never even had an orgasm he decides to take things into his own hands, and yours.
jealous @jamaisjoons ⇢ Hoseok’s jealousy really brings out the dom in him.
baby fever @writtenwhalien ⇢ jimin au where he tries to drop hints that he’d want to have another baby and maybe they start the “practice”
red light, green light @ddaechwita ⇢ who would’ve thought that sending a harmless selfie to your boyfriend, complaining about your day while you’re apart, would end up with you edging yourself while your boyfriend tells you how and where to touch yourself?
if the history is dead : tales of the sea @chemicalpink ⇢ If fate is a thing, why would it place Kim Taehyung, god of the sea, on your path just to have him stripped away from you after the best fucking of your life?
laundry day @baepsaesbae ⇢ A laundry day mishap leads to some mischievous fun.
a night to remember @yoonieper ⇢ Taehyung somehow convinces Jungkook to go to one of his ‘special’ parties after years of a dry spell. Let’s just say he was not prepared for the night ahead…
hate sex @yeoreos ⇢ jungkook decides to show you how much he loves hates you.
the art of boxing @seokiie ⇢ Jungkook loves boxing and in an attempt to get closer you ask him to teach you a few moves. You didn’t think it would end up with you pressed face-first against the boxing ring floor.
superdad @jimidol ⇢ eight weeks ago, you and jungkook became parents for the first time. adjusting to this new life as parents is for sure an uneasy task but you know you can count on each other. but there’s nothing sweeter than seeing jungkook taking care of your daughter, proving you over and over again that he’s a super dad.
morning after @rmverse ⇢ Just morning sex with Jungkook after your first night together :)
hickeys 101 @lavishedinjimin ⇢ After Jungkook catches you messing around with another boy, he was determined to teach you a lesson you’ll only learn from a father… well, step-father.
⇢ Perfectly wrong @xpeachesncream
⇢ Hammer it home @gukslut
⇢ Incoming elite chatboy @kookingtae
⇢ pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4
⇢ Colours (ongoing) @lovelytaes-blog
Ruin You - KTH + JJK @taegularities ⇢ it started with a gentle spark and harmless gazes; but by now, you’re caught in a wildfire that will expand until you’re burned inside and out.
Makin’ you sweat like that - OT7 @petiteyoon ⇢ Bangtan Breakers is the best basketball team in your city and tonight they will be playing against your boyfriend’s team. Surprisingly, they have their first defeat in years, but they already know how they can get their sweet revenge.
Truth or dare - OT7 @purplehearts1996 ⇢ this is truth or dare sex edition?
I have decided to include some of my favorite ask drabbles in this months favorites.
⇢ filthy - yoongi x jungkook (m) @madseok
⇢ crybaby - jungkook (m) @lavishedinjimin
⇢ sound - taehyung (m) @lavishedinjimin
⇢ you’re mine - hoseok (m) @jxngh
⇢ in charge - yoongi (m) @minyfic
⇢ face sitting - jimin (m) @ggukbabyy
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death valley | masterlist
summary: welcome to death valley. once you’re in, there’s no telling whether you’ll make it out alive. a summer internship turns wild with blurry nights of dangerous men, dirty money, and extremely hot sex. you soon get caught in a savage game of greed, power and obsession, only to find out that you are the grand prize
genre: smut. thriller. yandere. mystery. gang!au rocker!au fightclub!au
pairings: drugdealer!jungkook x reader, rockstar!jimin x reader, producer!yoongi x reader, songwriter!hoseok x reader, officer!seokjin x reader, gangster!taehyung x reader, fighter!namjoon x reader
series warnings: ok this is really meant to be a fun & thrilling sexual adventure for you. think edgy, sexy, hot summer vibes. yandere behaviors & darker stuff (manipulation, coercion) lots of different kinks, power dynamics, & lots of drug/alc use! specific warnings on each part. drug abuse & addiction are very real issues, and this is not a realistic portrayal of those themes. please do not read if this is triggering in any way! full masterlist | ask box
death valley finale (dark version)
there are two paths you can take after part 10. the finale (light version) is a more digestable ending that allows more creative freedom in how the story ends. DVF (dark version) is my original ending which includes reader ultimately ending up with one of the members. dark version is not as 'happy' as light version ending. in the finale (dark version) au, part 11 does NOT occur. events in that ending will leave off at the end of part 10 (so like,,,hobi is alive, etc).
Q U I C K N A V I
ᐅ part 0 | smut ft: jimin x reader; jungkook x reader
ᐅ part 1 | smut ft: taehyung x reader; hoseok x reader; jimin x reader
ᐅ part 2 | smut ft: jungkook x reader; namjoon x reader x hoseok; slight yoongi x reader
ᐅ part 3 | smut ft: jimin x reader; taehyung x reader; namjoon x reader
ᐅ part 4 | smut ft: yoongi x reader; jungkook x reader; namjoon x reader
ᐅ part 5 | smut ft: yoongi x reader, taehyung x reader
ᐅ part 6 | smut ft: jin x reader, jimin x reader
ᐅ part 7 | smut ft: hobi x reader, jin x reader, yoongi x reader
ᐅ part 8 | smut ft: jin x reader, slight taehyung x reader, jungkook x reader
ᐅ part 9 | smut ft: yoongi x reader, jungkook x reader, jimin x reader, jin x reader
ᐅ part 10 | smut ft: yoongi x reader, namjoon x reader, jimin x reader
ᐅ finale (light version) originally part 11 | smut ft: namjoon x reader, yoongi x reader, taehyung x reader
death valley finale (dark version)
ᐅ part 1 | smut ft: namjoon x reader, yoongi x reader, slight taehyung x reader
ᐅ part 2 | smut ft: jungkook x reader, jin x reader
ᐅ part 3 | smut ft: - jimin x reader, namjoon x reader, jin x reader - RELEASE DATE: asap I’m sorry lol
ᐅ part 4 | smut ft: - x reader, - x reader - RELEASE DATE: TBA
ᐅ part 5: epilogue | smut ft: - x reader - RELEASE DATE: TBA
drabbles: vmin x yn smut | the jin journals coming soon | taekook x yn smut
F U L L D E S C R I P T I O N S under the cut
ᐅ part 0 | smut ft: jimin x reader; jungkook x reader your coworker invites you to a big fight at death valley, a notorious local hotspot. you didn’t think you’d end up witnessing your favorite rockstar shooting someone…and then also have his cock in your mouth the next day
ᐅ part 1 | smut ft: taehyung x reader; hoseok x reader; jimin x reader back again for the rematch, you’re determined to keep namjoon safe. after making love with a stranger who somehow knows your name, your fears become realized, and you get a glimpse of the man who might be behind it all
ᐅ part 2 | smut ft: jungkook x reader; namjoon x reader x hoseok; slight yoongi x reader a wild night of drunk fun at death valley ends up with you getting kidnapped by an unknown person. you find out that you’re in a lot more danger than you initially thought, the question is why–and from who?
ᐅ part 3 | smut ft: jimin x reader; taehyung x reader; namjoon x reader the fear within you grows when you find out truths about the people you thought you knew. a breathless encounter with someone you hate leaves you questioning everything. ending up in the hospital, you remain unaware of the looming danger right besides you
ᐅ part 4 | smut ft: yoongi x reader; jungkook x reader; namjoon x reader jimin is down, your house gets robbed, and all you can do is go to your boss for help. you team up with the only person you still fully trust, only for them to still end up turning on you. broken threats, confusing lies, and so many drugs—you crave the pain that will make it all go away
ᐅ part 5 | smut ft: yoongi x reader, taehyung x reader falling in love is dangerous, but even more so when the guy you’re falling for might be the most dangerous man out there. you and jin get locked away and try to put the puzzle pieces together, but nothing adds up and you’re left dazed and confused. jimin needs to find you, and he’s willing to go to any extent to do so, even if it means starting a full on gang war.
ᐅ part 6 | smut ft: jin x reader, jimin x reader with yoongi holding you hostage, you find out just how big of a role he plays. it doesn’t help when jimin decides to take your relationship public. and when it seems like things can’t get any worse, well…it does
ᐅ part 7 | smut ft: hobi x reader, jin x reader, yoongi x reader yoongi has now placed his life in your hands, a burden which you have only just begun to realize. new allies get made, and old flames get rekindled. the big night has arrived, and its sure to end with a bang.
ᐅ part 8 | smut ft: jin x reader, slight taehyung x reader, jungkook x reader secrets spilled over shots of tequila, a wild night of fire and snow, loyalty gets put to the ultimate test. you thought you knew what was coming, but even you weren’t ready for this.
ᐅ part 9 | smut ft: yoongi x reader, jungkook x reader, jimin x reader, jin x reader there’s nothing quite like the exhilarating high of torture. believing in the ones you trust most may prove fatal once again. the thrill of fame, power and love tempt you. welcome to the chase.
ᐅ part 10 | smut ft: yoongi x reader, namjoon x reader, jimin x reader all eyes are on you, and there seems to be no way out. tired of being manipulated and used, you seek to find your own answers. but the truth may only bring more pain that the comfort of lies you knew.
ᐅ finale (light version) originally part 11 | smut ft: namjoon x reader, yoongi x reader, taehyung x reader only you have the power to bring down death valley, the question is, are you going to? when heartbreaking secrets get revealed, you decide you’re tired of being a puppet and take matters into your own hands.
ᐅ finale (dark) part 1 | smut ft: namjoon x reader, yoongi x reader, slight taehyung x reader the dead man turns out alive, taking you back to the place it all began. you learn that your fantasy man exists only in your dreams, and the reality of the monster you call your lover is more horrid than you imagined. regretful choices lead to impulsive decisions. you find yourself slipping away, eager to latch on to any sense of power you can
ᐅ dvf part 2 | smut ft: jungkook x reader, jin x reader jimin is nowhere to be found, and you realize the full extent that your lover is willing to go to keep you in his grasp. guilt turns to loyalty for a last shot at redemption. and the sweet taste of fame makes even the best men delusional. now it’s your move, will you be a queen or simply another pawn in this wretched game?
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