yoongixnx

[yoongixnx]

Jungkook

X♡X♡ [SEVEN DAYS] Day 1

You're struggling a bit to comprehend the fact that you really did agree to this whole week-long thing with him. Luckily for you, Jungkook knows exactly how to ease you into things. But wait- why is he naked?!

Tags/Warnings: Porn with a lot of plot basically, inexperienced!reader, Dom!Jungkook, BDSM themes and elements, non-sexual nudity, safeword discussion, Corruption kink, some backstory on JK, Shibari, wax play, Dom/Sub dynamics (beginner/introductory), minor sub-drop, slight angst, dry humping, cumming inside underwear, massages, mentions of primal play, mentions of pet play, very light orgasm control, hinted praise kink, JK in nothing but dark grey Calvin's for like... 90% of this, hinted big dick!JK, they both in love it's kinda cute,

Shibari: a form of artistic bondage using rope to create visually appealing patterns on the skin.

Wax play: the use of body-safe candles to drop wax onto someone's skin.

Corruption kink: gaining pleasure from corrupting a seemingly innocent person.

Length: 6k words

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A/N: I'll include a short definition of the kinks in every chapter because I just know someone's gonna ask/complain that I don't explain things enough in my works haha. Also my smut writing is kinda rusty I've noticed, so I apologize for that as well...

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"So.." You say through your food, chopsticks seemingly aiming for any piece of meat that could be done next on the barbecue in front of you on the table. "..do we like, need some fifty-shades-of-grey-type contract?" You ask Jungkook, who rolls his eyes.

"Absolutely not." He shakes his head, drinking some water. "Don't tell me you saw that movie too." He asks, and you shrug.

"Saw it with Jimin and Yoongi back when it was in the theaters." You say. "Yoongi said there was a lady who literally masturbated in the front rows, but I don't believe that. Who would do that in public?" You cringe to yourself, and Jungkook watches you for a second.

He's gonna put a no on voyeurism for you then, judging from that reaction.

"I'm surprised Yoongi went." Jungkook chuckles.

"Me too. Wasn't really sure why he did." You tell Jungkook, snatching a piece of meat for yourself. "He just complained over it the entire time anyways."

"Yeah, well-" Jungkook says, reaching for the scissors to cut up some meat. "-he's in the same scene as I am, so I'm not surprised he thought the movie was dogshit too." He explains, and your eyes widen.

"Wait, Yoongi ties people up too?!" You hiss, and Jungkook can't help but shake his head, laughing to himself.

"That's the tamest thing he does." He laughs. "Yoongi actually.. showed me most of the things I know." Jungkook offers, putting the scissors back to the side to instead pick up his chopsticks again. You wonder what he means by that.

"Like.. what?" You ask him, unsure- but you can't deny the curiosity inside of you. You had a hunch about Yoongi for a while now- and in a way, you can see him being in the whole scene a lot more than Jungkook. Jungkook is your fluffy buff but cute best friend- Yoongi has this odd aura to him that feels almost like a warning that he's hiding more of himself than he shows.

"I'm a Dominant person, right?" He asks you, and you shrug. "I like to be in charge, command and take the lead during.. scenes."

"Yeah, that part-" You say, stuffing a steaming piece of meat into your mouth, almost burning your tongue, "-I know about that stuff. Like, dom and sub, top and bottom all that." You nod, and he acknowledges it too.

"Good. Then you probably also have read that the best Dom's have been sub's in the past." He simply tells you.

"… so Yoongi tied you up before?" You ask, and Jungkook lets his head fall for a second.

"You're so cute sometimes, you know that?" He shakes his head, before he continues. "No, he actually didn't. I learned that part all by myself." He explains gently. "But before I could take charge, I had to learn. Someone had to get me into this stuff somehow, right?" He shrugs.

"So you and Yoongi were a couple at some point?" You ask, but he shakes his head.

"Yoongi and I had something similar to.. us, one could say." He explains across from you. "Simple exploration, nothing more than that." He tells you, before his chopsticks reach out to steal a piece of food right from between yours- and when you look up, he's staring right at you. "So now that I think of it, Yoongi and I had nothing like we do." He says.

"H..how so?" You ask, slightly intimidated.

"Because I don't just want to explore and leave you be after this week." Jungkook says. "I hope you know that I'm aiming for something entirely different here."

"For what?" You wonder, and he leans back, crossing his arms, grill in between you both sizzling loudly.

"Your trust." He shrugs. "Your love." He offers.

"What if I can't love the same as you do?" You say, a little defeated. You know Jungkook likes you- it's no secret. And you know he knows that you like him too- because it's no secret either.

"Then we'll search until we find what works." He responds.

"But-" You start, but he reaches out instead, a warm hand over yours cutting you off in midst of your sentence as he speaks to you, voice just as warm as his skin.

"I won't give up without trying first." He tells you. "And neither should you."

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"Why here?" You ask, as he adjusts the couch into a makeshift bed for the time being. You'll be staying the entire week with him, and you'd agreed to that, because you've stayed over a lot of times before. Jungkook's apartment is nothing new- it's familiar, like a second home, warm and comforting.

"Because my bedroom is too intimidating-" He starts, tucking in a bedsheet in the corners of the couch. "-and I don't want to ruin your own with memories that might be unpleasant." Jungkook offers.

"Oh." you simply say, unsure. You've not yet thought about the possibility of him doing something you.. don't like. What happens then? Will you have to leave, or will the week end before it's even begun? Will it make things awkward, and weird?

"Hey." Jungkook calls out softly, holding out a hand. You look at him confused. "The blanket?" He asks, and you remember now that you're holding one for yourself to sleep under tonight, giving it to him. He puts it in a corner for now, same with the pillows, before he pats the couch for you to join him on. "Are you scared?" He asks, and you shake your head- albeit a little unsure.

"Just.. nervous." You say. "It'll be weird."

"Maybe." He admits. "A lot of things are weird first time. Nothing wrong about that." He shrugs.

You sit down on the makeshift bed next to him, when he chuckles, and brushes your hair over your shoulder. "I'll go shower real quick, alright? You just get yourself comfortable." He tells you, and you nod, watching him as he leaves to walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

It's clear that he's taking his time in there, because even after an hour, he's not yet returned. Or maybe longer? You're not sure, because you know you've somewhat dozed off on the bed when you feel his hand on your shoulder, simple strap top giving him access to a lot of bare skin there. He smells nice, and when you reach out, his skin is warm.

Wait- skin?

The moment you open your eyes you're greeted with his bare legs- he's only really dressed in some… dark grey, very form-fitting Calvin Klein's that pretty much hide almost nothing, really. It makes you sit up suddenly, body having to take a moment for a second after the rather sudden movement, a chuckle heard from Jungkook who seems entirely unbothered by his almost-nudity. "Sorry I took a bit longer. I had to get some stuff." He explains, sitting up properly himself.

"Why- why are you naked?" You ask, unsure where to look. In his opinion, you're so.. adorably shy just from the mere sight of his bare skin that it makes his inner desire stir a little. The fact that he's gonna be the one to really help you discover some of your hidden fantasies gives him chills- the good kind, of course.

He can't wait for what you might be hiding.

"I'm technically not." He raises his brows playfully, before crossing his arms- noticing the way your eyes focus on them for a good moment. "And considering why you're here, you'll soon have to get undressed too." He shrugs.

"Oh.." You hum yet again today, looking down on your body. You didn't really think about that. Compared to his toned body, you're.. an embarrassment.

"A body is just a body." He tells you. "I know you don't like yours, but I promise you it doesn't look the same to me as it does to you." He reassures you.

"Do I have to.. like.." You mumble, and he understands.

"You don't have to do anything." He promises. "We can just forget about this whole thing-"

"No!" You deny, shaking your head immediately. You do want this. You do want him to.. love you the way he does love others. Or maybe you want to somehow make him love you in a more.. special way. You're not sure- you don't really know what exactly you want right now, but you do know that you trust him.

You trust him.

"I trust you." You say out loud, grabbing the hem of your shirt- when he reaches out.

"..can I?" He wonders, and you nod, raising your arms without thinking so he can easily pull the item of clothing over your head. It's cute, the way you already feed into his own interests and kinks, without even knowing- and is that a piercing decorating your belly button? "Good girl." He purrs, lifting your shirt over your head, before slip out of your leggings, sitting back down. His hands move around your back slowly, fingers easily finding the clasp of your bra to undo it, letting the piece of underwear fall down easily from your shoulders and into your lap. "Hey-" Jungkook says, and you look up at him. "-you're fine." He smiles, and you nod.

You're fine.

"You can keep on the rest." He says, referring to your panties. At least you chose some cute ones, you think to yourself a bit relieved, as you nod. "I know you said you can't imagine it-" He starts, grabbing some pale pink and rather… delicate looking rope from the side. "But I'd like to try it, still." He asks, and you nod. "I won't restrain you this time. I'll only show you what it feels like, so you can decide for yourself if you enjoy the sensation or not." He says, and again, you only quietly nod. "But before that.. we have to address this first." He chuckles, looking at you. "I need.. verbal responses from you. Not just somewhat of an answer."

"Like.. do I need to call you sir, or something?" You ask, and he smirks.

"If you want to, you can." He smiles. "But you don't have to. A simple yes or no works just fine for me. And-" He adds on, undoing the neatly folded nylon rope in his hands as he speaks. "-We need a safeword."

"A safeword?" You repeat, and he nods.

"Something other than stop or no that you say to end a scene and get you out of whatever position you might be in." He explains. "Preferably something odd, that you wouldn't normally say during sex, so it won't be used by accident."

"So like.. Tiger?" You ask, not really thinking about it, and he nods.

"Tiger it is." He agrees, tapping your folded knees. "Turn around for me, yeah?"

"Yes." You say, moving to sit in front of him, making him chuckle.

"Cute." He comments under his breath, before he positions the rope right under your chest. "Tell me.. what do you usually do?" He wonders, and you don't answer for a moment.

"Like.. when I do it myself?" You ask, and he hums an agreeing reply.

"Yes. I'd like to know." He tells you. "So I'll have somewhat of an.. idea what is safe and comfortable for you." He explains his reasons, while he moves and adjusts the pale pink rope around your torso. You've almost instinctively moves your hands to hold onto your neck so your arms are out of the way, and he can't help but grin about that.

So much to 'I can't see myself enjoying that'.

"Uhm.. I don't know-" You begin, unsure how to really talk about that. "I have like.. toys, n' stuff, and I usually do it in the bathroom cause I get the bed dirty otherwise.." You explain.

"Toys?" He asks, pulling the rope snug in some places- and while it's tight, it doesn't bother you at all, surprisingly. You understand when he said that some people feel some sense of security from it- it feels actually quite nice, even the knots you can feel dig a bit harsher into your skin.

"Yeah like.." You take a deep breath, somewhat to test if that's still a possibility- and you can, while his fingers seem to adjust some knots in the back. "..a normal… dildo." You cringe at saying it out loud, moving on quickly. "And a vibrating.. thing. I don't use anything else." You admit, and he chuckles, as he taps your butt.

"Sit up for a second." He commands, and you do so, letting him guide the two ends of the rope in between your legs before he helps you sit down again. "So other than that, I guess you just use your hand, am I right?" He assumes, and you nod.

"Yes." You add on quickly, squirming a bit at the sensation of the rope between your legs. You have to control yourself. It's clear that he said he doesn't want sex- yet.

"You're free to get.. turned on, by the way." He tells you, teasingly pulling on the ends that run through your legs as if to underline his statement. "After all, this is about you."

"But-" You complain weakly, trying not to move to much. "-What about you?" You ask, and he shrugs, something you cannot see.

"I'm getting my satisfaction, don't worry." He explains. You're not sure how that would work- but you don't question it either. Say.." He starts, tapping your elbows. "How do you feel, right now?"

"Good." You nod to yourself. "It's.. surprisingly comfortable. It feels nice." You say.

"It looks nice, too." he offers, hands moving over your skin, causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin. "Very pretty." He praises, and you decide you don't care if he's just speaking about his work- you take this praise for yourself, using it to fuel your own emotional state in this moment. He runs his hands over your arms that are now comfortably down, hands holding yours for a second. "Let yourself go." He chuckles. "You're still tense."

"I can't help it.." You complain weakly, unsure what to do. It does feel nice, you want to move- but in a way, it's not quite right yet.

"Then maybe I can help.." He offers, hands testing the waters it seems like as they run over your thighs, just touching, nothing else. "Would you want that?" He asks, and you nod, eyes closed. "Words, darling." He demands, face close to yours while his fingers suddenly dig into your skin, gentle punishment for not following what he'd told you to do at the beginning.

"Yes.!" You almost gasp out, when one of his hands moves to grab onto the back of the artistically tied harness, pulling you, arching your back for you as he forces you to rest your upper body against his arm. You can practically feel the way your underwear soaks up your arousal, rope suddenly moving a lot more easily with the help of it between your legs.

"Show me how your hips can move." He hums into your ear, and what should feel weird comes naturally. Like in a trance you follow his words, let yourself fall because he's basically seeing all of you right now anyways- and he's seen much more before, so how bad can it really be? You trust him.

You trust him.

You can hear his breathing right next to your ear, and your hand starts to wander- before it stops. "Can-" You begin, swallowing down before you can continue. "can I touch you?" You ask, unsure if the same rules that apply to you apply to him as well. It's only fair if they do, right? It's only fair to ask him for permission, right?

"Yes." He answers, and with that, your hand blindly searches- finds his knee, moves up his thigh, warm skin underneath your rather cold fingertips earning a change in the pace at which he's breathing in. You hold onto his leg for a moment, feel the muscles move underneath the skin for a good while, as you become more and more desperate for a release of any sorts. You want to touch him too, but you don't know how- so you just leave your hand where it is, not moving any further.

His head, meanwhile, leans down into the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses there, while the hand that's not holding onto your harness moves over your chest, grabs onto the soft flesh with almost rough motions. You can only imagine the sight of his inked hand holding strongly onto your skin, thumb running over your nipple as your breathing hitches, legs moving in any way you can imagine to adjust your position.

But it's not enough.

Only when his hand sneaks between your underwear, the rope and your skin do you finally make any progress, breathing heavier as his fingers seem to play around with you just the way you like it. And it doesn't take long for you to come undone, back arching more, eyes clenching shut as he helps you ride it out for as long as you can.

You notice after a moment or two how he has already begun to untie you- and in a way, you're confused.

"What're you doing?" You slur a bit exhausted, surprised yourself how much energy this seemed to have taken out of you.

"Untying you." He chuckles, continuing to undo all the knots while he holds you close to him.

"Yeah but.." You mumble, moving a bit so he can reach your back better. "What about you?" You ask, and he shakes his head.

"This isn't about me." He declines. "And I've had my fun, don't worry about me." He reassures, gently pulling out the rope from between your legs, making you cringe as you feel how wet you are down there. "There we go." He softly hums, running his palms over the red skin where the rope has left it's mark here and there. It doesn't hurt- though you do have to admit that your back and neck are kind of sore now. "How do you feel?" He asks, and you shrug- hissing when it stings.

"I think I pulled something, dunno.." You say, sitting up as he rolls up the rope again, setting it aside, before he helps you sit properly for a moment. "I'll go wash up.. sorry for the uhm.. sheets.." You mumble as you see the damp spot where you've sat on.

"No problem." He shakes his head, getting up as well to help you up. It's only when you enter the bathroom and Jungkook is still behind you that you suddenly question what's going to happen next. "What?" He chuckles, amused.

"Uh.. I need to.." You struggle, unsure how to tell him what you want to say. "I wanna shower?" You question almost, and he laughs.

"I know." He confirms. "And I wanna make sure you're fine." He tells you, and you look at him confused. "You might feel fine right now- but once that adrenaline goes down-" He tells you, a finger gently tapping your collarbone. "-you might not be."

But you cross your arms, stubborn as you are. "I'm fine." You tell him, and he smirks suspiciously, looking at you with his arms now crossed as well. "You said a no means no and I'm saying no right now." You huff, and he reacts at that-

though not in the way you thought he would.

Because he simply nods, uncrosses his arms, and sets some towels out for you to use. "Don't worry about running around naked, I'm not bothered." He simply snickers, before he leaves you alone, a moment of silence soon interrupted by him moving around in the living room, presumably changing the sheet over the couch. You slowly take off your pretty soiled panties, putting them in the hamper to wash before you get into the shower to clean up.

And much to your own dismay, Jungkook seems to be right, because suddenly, as the water runs over your skin and you're almost done cleaning up, you're not fine anymore.

Dark, rather upsetting thoughts suddenly grow inside your head, making you feel not shame- but something almost like regret. You should have insisted to do something for him, right? Maybe he wanted to shower with you because he felt like you were abandoning him.. just because he is a guy, doesn't mean that he's without any feelings. Did you upset him? He probably won't tell you even if he did.

A knock on the bathroom door is heard, and you're busy trying to pull yourself together, when Jungkook's still bare arm reaches out to turn off the shower, before he wraps a towel around you. Quietly he dries your hair with a towel before he leads you to your makeshift bed, now with new sheets, where you sit in silence until he returns with brush and hairdryer. Everything goes by in a blur, until you feel Jungkook's hands on your shoulders, his legs next to yours as he holds you close to himself.

You're waiting for the 'I told you so'.

But he doesn't say it.

Instead, he simply silently sleeps on the couch with you, letting you cling onto him throughout the small nap you take in the middle of the day as much as you want.

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A few hours later, when you wake up, things are.. weird. Just like you feared.

Jungkook is still sleeping heavily, right behind you with you laying on one of his outstretched arms, biceps serving as a surprisingly comfortable headrest. He smells nice, his body is warm, and he looks relaxed as he still slumbers away.

And yet, you feel odd.

He just quietly took care of you after.. what you did a few hours ago, but you don't understand why you actually felt that way. You know that it was irrational of you- nothing had happened, everything was fine, you made a decision that you felt most comfortable in. So why were you so distraught over it later?

Well, he told you that you might end up like that. You just didn't listen.

He slowly stirs behind you, waking up as he watches you already sitting on the couch, wide awake. He's careful but not overly cautious as he slowly gets up as well, simply observing for a minute or two before he decides to speak up.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, and you shrug. You're not sure. You don't know it yourself.

"I don't know." You answer because of that, because you can't give him anything than that.

"Hm, I can imagine." He hums simply, running a hand through his chaotic bedhair. "I knew you'd drop, but I also knew.. you had to experience it yourself." He shrugs, watching you with still sleepy eyes.

"Drop?" You wonder, and he nods leaning back on his hands.

"Think of it as.." he thinks for a good example, "when people go to concerts. And they end up crying afterwards. It's the same principle, at its core." He says, and only now, as you turn to face him, do you realize you're only wearing panties- just like he's only wearing his boxers, making you snatch up the blanket to cover yourself. You earn nothing but a chuckle from him. "What we did together gave you a rush. And without any aftercare, people crash down from it." He explains softly.

"So that's why.. you wanted to shower with me?" You ask. "Aftercare?" You wonder, and he nods.

"Its important. For everyone involved, not just the.. one receiving it." He offers.

"Were you.. upset?" You ask, and he shrugs his shoulders.

"A little." He honestly replies, and you're thankful for that. It only adds to your reasons to trust him.

"I'm sorry." You say, pulling the blanket a bit closer. "I didn't know."

"Now you do." He simply chuckles, a hand on your back as he gets up, and walks into the bathroom, getting some things you assume before he emerges again. He's still almost naked as he walks back to you, smiling in a friendly manner as he sets down a towel, and tells you to lay down on your stomach on it. You do as told- determined not to push him away this time.

He notices that change in your behavior almost immediately- and he can't help but feel excited about it.

You're swaying your legs a little as you watch him light a candle close by, setting it on a table for now before he leans back and watches you it seems like. You realize it's one of those he'd received in that package earlier today- and you're curious. "What're you doing with that?" You ask, chin on your arms.

"I'll.. let some of the wax drop onto your skin." He says, chuckles when you tense up. "Dont worry. They're body safe, very low melting point. I'm only using things I believe you can handle." He offers, when you feel something drop onto your back- right between your shoulder blades.

True. It's hot- but not unpleasantly so. Maybe like the warmth of a cup of tea maybe.

"After all…" he hums, one more drop under the last falling down. "…You're not only getting to know me.." he continues, voice almost.. sensual as he speaks, another two drops falling in quick sucession of one another onto your skin, straight on your spine. "…but I'm getting to know you, too." He tells you with amusement, free hand softly running over your back. "Your body is talking to me a lot more openly than you do, darling.." he purrs teasingly, and only now do you notice how dark it is in his apartment. How long did you two sleep? It must be almost nighttime by now- led lights and flame from the candle illuminating the room enough to see comfortably, while he runs his fingers over your skin, another set of drops falling down the length of your spine.

It's almost agonizing how slow this all is. Frustrating, even. But you try and stay composed, maybe that'll earn you praise?

It's only when he sets the candle aside, and starts to dig the heels of his palms into your muscles that you sigh out in pleasure, feeling how your sore neck and back relax. Of course he'd know everything about massages. Sometimes, you're convinced he knows everything.

It feels childish to think like that, but sometimes, you've caught yourself looking at Jungkook as if he's the answer to all your problems. As if he can just pick you up and whisk you off your feet, hold you close and fight all monsters like a knight in shining armor ripped straight out of cheesy romance novels. He makes you feel like that, at least. And maybe it's time to let him prove if he can be prince charming.

"There we go." He praises suddenly, hands still moving as he sits behind you, legs pulled over his thighs while he continues to push out the knots in your neck and shoulders. "Let yourself go." He mumbles to you, as if he's hypnotizing you. If he does, it's working, weirdly enough. "I'll take over from here, hm?" He asks, no, states, and you simply sigh, closing your eyes.

"Yes." Is your answer, and you can't see the way his lips twitch.

His arms push your legs closer to him, manhandles you gently to have your core right over what you assume must be his own length, barely contained in his underwear. You wonder what he looks like. You've been told you can't take much- how will he make it work? He feels strong, big- maybe too much to handle. But you want to learn, maybe there's a way. You want to take him, even if it hurts. You've never felt like that before- it had never been something.. attractive to you. But you want him to make you take it. You trust that he will, now that you think about it.

You don't even question if he will. You know he will- the anticipation lays in how.

Are you already realizing it? What you could have with him? Probably- maybe. Or maybe it's just the way his bulge feels pressed against your core that's making you dizzy in the head. Yeah. That could be it, too. The way it's hot and hard, giving you nothing but a teaser of what he's got hidden away from you. How cruel he is. You want to see him.

"So needy.." he hums, chuckles, as his hands move with the help of the oil from the candle, fingers sliding easily down your back, to find their way around your waist to hold you. "Poor thing.." he mumbles towards you, grabs a bit more harshly at your flesh as if to test, and you want to whine-

But you swallow it down, making Jungkook tilt his head a bit with a smirk.

Not quite there yet, he thinks to himself. But I've got six more days to go to make you mine.

"Tell me what you're thinking." He asks- demands, because there's no question about this sentence you notice. It makes your spine tingle, a sudden urge to please and voice out your thoughts boiling up in your throat, as you let out a breath first and foremost, and he can't help but be affected by it, length in his underwear twitching impatiently at the sight of you so lost in pleasure. Oh the things he'd love to do to you make him greedy almost, mind coming up with scenario after scenario he'd love to see you in.

How long could he edge you until you'd cry and beg for him to let you have your release? Or how often could he make you cum until your body would give up?

How far would you go to please him?

Would you let him hunt you down like nothing but prey, just to feast on you, sex all bite and scratch and nothing but primal urges needing to be satiated? Or maybe you'd rather play his pretty little pet, loyal at his feet, patiently awaiting his command?

There's so many ways he can think of to corrupt you.

And he wants to try them all.

"You-" you answer his earlier question, hiding your face in your arms as you move your hips, grinding over his crotch on the hunt for your release. He'll be easy on you today, won't tell you no, will let you have it if you so desire. "I'm.. thinking-" you stutter a bit muffled into your arms, "-of you..!" you press out, and he can't help his smile from forming as he leans back his body, pulls you a little more roughly over his groin, unable to hide his growl as you become more and more shameless, moving erratically to gain any form of friction from him.

"Good." he sighs out as an answer to you, hands grabbing at your bottom, the urge to hit the soft flesh at least once agonizing- but he controls himself, holds back, just as to not overwhelm you too much at once. Instead, he presses you down, helps the movements of your lower body, earns a whimper as payment for it, and he can't help but be affected by it as well. "The only thing you're allowed to think of is me, understood?" he tests out, and much to his delight, you nod.

"yes-!" it feels like you almost want to say something else- and he wonders what your choice would've been, but he doesn't pry. He's got enough time to find out about it soon, after all- and he can be surprisingly patient, especially when it comes to things he's passionate about.

And god, is he passionate about you.

Suddenly, he wants to know. Wants to test you, despite his earlier choice of wanting to take is soft and slow- as his hands reach out, arms hooking underneath your thighs, suddenly lifting you up, leaving you with nothing before he turns you around onto your back, hands on your hips pressing down, preventing any movement. "Please-!" you beg, and he watches in interest how you struggle against him.

"Please, what?" he asks, acting nonchalant. "What do you want?" he wonders as if he doesn't know, and you look at him like you're searching for something, or maybe you're just collecting courage. For what, he doesn't know- yet.

"Please- let me.. cum.." you try, but it's not quite right for him. You also don't seem uncomfortable with the situation- you seem more like you're holding back, like you're unsure, hesitant.

"Hm, that won't do."he shakes his head, leaning further away, though his hold on you still keeps you still. "Try again." he tells you, and you close your eyes, like you're bracing yourself.

"Please let me cum!" You repeat, though this time with a lot more confidence, and he grins at that, one of his hands taking the front of your panties into it, before he pulls it up, fabric slipping between your lower lips, already drenched in your arousal.

"Go ahead then." he tells you. "Give me a good show, yeah?" he almost sings, and you immediately move, frantically so, hips rolling in desperation as he watches, muscles in your thighs stuttering especially when he helps you assist, pushing you towards your orgasm a lot faster than you anticipated.

It leaves you gasping for air, hips stuttering as you try and catch your breath, core clenching around nothing for a good while. The moment you open your eyes you're greeted with the sight of someone more akin to a demon, a predator, Eden's sin recreated as a human person- the sweat on his skin making him look as if he's glowing, eyes sharp and pupils blown wide, one hand carefully running over your thigh while he other is on his-

oh.

Oh..

There's a clear and surprisingly big stain on his dark grey Calvin Klein's, and you turn red as you realize what that must be. It gives you an odd boost of confidence, knowing that the sigh of you had done that to him- had helped him get to this point, even if just a little. It still counts, you still take it- as he smiles, and leans down to gently kiss your cheek.

"Good girl." he praises quietly, and this time you don't mask your whimper of pleasure, this one of different nature as you bathe in the praise clearly directed at you, you, and only you.

You feel drunk.

But this time, you happily let him move you around, pick you up and carry you into the bathroom, where he helps you step out of your underwear, your state leaving no room to feel shy about your nudity in front of him it seems like. He's used to it- it's nothing new to witness, but considering it's you in this state, he's even more gentle than he would usually be in a situation like this. how can he be with anyone else after you?

He doesn't know. And for now, he won't think of that.

All he knows is that underneath the shower, and later on on the couch where you'll sleep for the entirety of the week, he's got you.

And he'll do his best to keep you at his side forever.

[yoongixnx]

Jungkook gym/workout sex during or after with sounds (mostly jk moaning pls) PLS THANK U

jungkook gym sex / jk imagine / audio smut

do not repost

im a little embarassed cuz i havent posted in so long. i will post a bonus audio soon.

[yoongixnx]

Jungkook gym/workout sex during or after with sounds (mostly jk moaning pls) PLS THANK U

jungkook gym sex / jk imagine / audio smut

do not repost

im a little embarassed cuz i havent posted in so long. i will post a bonus audio soon.

[yoongixnx]

maybe i do: “one week without sex”

➵ summary: when a small, petty argument spirals out of control, you and your husband settle on one solution to the problem; betting who can last the longest without sex. it won’t be easy, but you and taehyung are equally determined to win, and you’ll both stop at nothing to secure your victories—even if it means playing dirty. 

↳ part of the maybe i do series!

this drabble can be read as a stand alone, but it is highly recommended to read the series!

➵ pairing: ceo!taehyung x wife!reader

➵ genre: arranged marriage!au, established relationship!au, smut, minor angst, fluff

➵ rating: 18+

➵ word count: 20k

➵ warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption (both parties are able to consent), constant sexual teasing, high-class gang cameo!!, getting caught in the act 👀, explicit sexual content, dirty talk, D/s relationship, dom!tae, sub!reader, big dicc!tae, heavy making out, breast fondling, choking, finger sucking, male and female masturbation, sexting/phone sex, use of a sex toy (vibrator), exhibitionism + voyeurism (with each other), drunk sex, rough, needy sex, riding, hitting it from the back, impregnation kink, creampie <3

➵ a/n: and here it is!! again please excuse the ridiculous word count, i’m attempting to work through writing a sequel for the maybe i do series, so these “drabbles” are just me experimenting with the content! i’ll provide more details when I can heheh <33 thank you endlessly to my wife @amourtae​ for beta-ing!!! i hope you enjoy and your feedback is always appreciated!

“You’re gonna be late, honey, be quick.” 

“Who cares? I am not leaving you.” 

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3:27 AM (M)

Min Yoongi x Reader

Request:  This time a Yoongi one where he wakes up in the middle of the night to his s/o’s phone ringing like crazy so he checks it and sees it’s her ex. So he answers the phone only to prove that she’s taken by having sex with her with her ex on the phone. Can the s/o be overstimulated as well?

Word Count : 7.0k

Genre: Established Relationship!AU, Idol!AU, Angst, Smut, Fluff

Warnings: Overstimulation, Daddy Kink, Multiple Orgasms, Fingering, Cunnilingus, Deep Throating, Cum Swallowing, Forced Orgasms, Auralism, Soft Dom!Yoongi, Possessive!Yoongi, Praising

It’s been a long night for Min Yoongi, he’s only just come back from the studio to find you asleep in bed. This was normal, Yoongi always come back late with heavy lidded eyes and yawns knowing you would be fast asleep in the dorm. Lately, he’s been a bit more on edge, you haven’t been texting him or calling him lately. Not only these reasons but producing this album has provided an immense amount of stress, Bangtan has gotten so much support that he feels the need to push himself to the limit for ARMY. His black pierced cap goes flying across the room as he stands in the dark bedroom; the moon being the only sort of light as it peeks through the window. The moon wanes high in the sky, big and full with tinges of orange. Yoongi sits down on the armchair across the room as he takes in your naked sleeping figure. Why have you been so distant to your man lately? After being together for two years, why could Yoongi feel like things were slipping through his fingers? He cards his fingers through his black hair before putting his hand to his chin, his thoughts running a mile a minute. He loved you like nothing he’s ever felt before, you were his everything; then why did it feel like you were slipping away?

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[yoongixnx]

long way home masterlist | jjk

pairing: dilf!jk x best friend!reader

genre: single dad jk, friends to lovers, angst

summary: jungkook's life makes an 180 degree turn when he's suddenly a single dad and while you're trying to help him come accustomed to the new circumstances, your long-standing friendship takes new turns as well.

part 01: cockblock

the one where you babysit jungkook's baby and somehow let the night end up with being a cockblock for him.

part 02: promises

the one where jungkook breaks his promise for the first time.

part 03: drunken confessions

the one where you had a little too much to drink and, oops, your lips are pressed against someone else's.

part 04: oh, you mean the babysitter?

the one where jungkook fucks up.

part 05: girlfriends and boyfriends flashback_01_

the one where you think calling jungkook will make you stop missing him but it actually worsens the ache in your heart.

part 06: apologies and excuses

the one where jungkook tries to apologise for his behaviour.

part 07: first time

the one where jungkook has to deal with your rejection for the first time.

part 08: the night i lost hope flashback_02_

the one where you're drunk and ask jungkook a question and he unknowingly crushes all your hopes with his answer.

part 09: birthday surprise(s)

the one where jungkook wants to surprise you on your birthday but then he gets surprised with a half naked jimin in your apartment.

part 10: best friends

the one where you're reminded why you love jungkook so much.

part 11: needing him flashback_03_

the one where you're absolutely broken and there's only jungkook you need.

part 12: weird behaviour

the one where jungkook is acting weird but you can't tell why.

part 13: little bear

the one where you miss nabi.

part 14: needing her flashback_04_

the one where jungkook is absolutely helpless and there's only you he needs.

part 15: concerned granny

the one where even the grannies in the coffee shop start missing jungkook.

part 16: unwanted guests

the one where jungkook proves to you that he's always there for you when you need him.

part 17: betrayal

the one where you're not enough for jungkook.

part 18: stolen kisses flashback_05_

the one where your foolish heart thinks it'd be a fun idea to kiss jungkook at a party.

part 19:

part 20:

part 21:

part 22:

part 23:

part 24:

part 25:

part 26:

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drabbles:

• baby

jungkook calling you "baby" for the first time.

• mummy milkers

you taking care of nabi.

• can u give me a hickey?

you asking jungkook for a hickey.

↬ your mum's reaction to the hickey

• fake mama

jungkook pretending you're nabi's mum in front of a stranger.

• first meeting

jungkook meeting nabi for the first time.

• why are ur cheeks so red?

you making jungkook flustered.

• jk's spa salon's special treatment

jungkook helping you to relax.

• can i cuddle u?

your first sleepover at jungkook's place.

• tummy hurt

jungkook comforting you during your period.

• he's never made a woman not cum

you telling jungkook how men fail to please you in bed.

• jelly jk

jungkook stumbling upon you and taehyung making out on your bed.

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a l l m i n e

p a i r i n g : hoseok x reader

g e n r e : friends w/ benefits au.

t a g s : idol!reader, producer!hoseok, casual sex, y’all act like a couple without exactly saying you are, careless sex, fingering + cunnilingus, studio sex, 69-ning, spanking (f receiving), hoseok’s a little mean, mc from ‘3:00 am’ makes a cameo ft. JK, attempted quiet sex, unprotected sex at the end, mentioned degradation

s u m m a r y : you never expected in a million years to work with the one and only jung hoseok. you also didn’t expect to indulge in a series of hook-ups with the rapper, but like a good girl you obey your senior.

w o r d c o u n t : 6.9 k

“I’m what?” You frowned with your head tilting to the side, trying to comprehend what the heck your manager was telling you.

She sighed deeply, hand coming up to massage her temples, "You know, Jung Hoseok? From BTS? We're having him come in to help produce your mini album. They think this collaboration will do good, rise your popularity even more."

You were a bit baffled by this, you didn't need the popularity. In fact you were well off without anyone's help given the company you came from and your talent/skill. They referred to you as the monster rookie who scored an all-kill on the charts with your debut song alone. You were an ace destined for greatness as Bang PD-nim had once said, and you believed him.

"I see..." you trailed off, frown settling on your features ever so slightly, "I was just surprised is all."

"I know, I know, I didn't think it was necessary either but what can I say? It was direct orders from the higher-ups."

It wasn't like you interacted with Hoseok though.. you hardly ever saw the man given that he was busy with his work and packed schedule. You yourself didn't ever encounter your supposed older brother group(s)—TXT & BTS—it would be a rare sighting if you ever did pass by them. Usually you bowed and greeted the said member before continuing on with your day.

They knew of you, often times supporting your comeback and commenting on it. Wasn't like you were complete strangers. You supposed now would be the time to finally meet him.

"When do we start?" You softly piped up.

"In about a week or so when he isn't busy with his photoshoots and performances. We sent your contact information to him, he'll personally message you and from there you know what to do. But if you want some more information you can speak with him in a few days since the BigHit photoshoot will happen."

You weren't so sure if you wanted to talk with him.. you had seen videos of him hard at work and couldn't help but notice how strict and serious he seemed. His happy go lucky nature seemed to disappear once it was time to work. That and the fact that he was your senior intimidated you. You just hoped he didn't go all serious on you..

"Okay, thank you I'll keep that in mind." You murmured, collecting your thoughts.

The days went by quite slowly, true to your manager's word Hoseok texted you. You hadn't been anticipating the message, heart nearly stopping when you saw the notification light up. You could have brushed it off and just went back to practicing your dance, but it was like there was a tiny devil whispering in your ear about him.

It was a simple text, one so simple you found your paranoia spiking. You were sure you were just acting a fool and Hoseok was just being professional. But still, your darker inner thoughts lingered around in your head. Something about him was just so.. irresistible, the man himself looked like he came straight out of a wet dream.

From the way he could mesmerize a whole crowd with his sensual dancing, to how low his voice could get when he spit his verses into the mic. You wouldn't mind having a small round in the sheets with him. Besides, it'd most likely just be one of those one time things. You just hoped he didn't see you as just his co-worker.

You met up with Hoseok on a Friday night, it was sundown when he asked you to meet him in his studio. The entire car ride was spent with you fussing over your nerves and trying to calm down. This was really happening.. you were going to work one on one with your senior. Alone.

No managers. Just the two of you.

The mere thought sent shivers down your spine as you clutched your concept book closer. "I just hope he's as nice as he is on TV." You mumbled to yourself, car coming to a stop as you exited the company van and sent a quick text to Hoseok.

hoseok [5:25]

come up

i'll open the door for you.

You didn't reply, greeting the receptionists and other staff members as you made your way to the elevator and punched in the floor number. When the elevator door dinged and you stepped out, you looked down the hall to see Hoseok already standing outside his studio leaning against the wall. He had his hands in his pocket with a laid back smile on his face.

"Surprised you didn't get lost y/n," he said almost in a mocking way, teasing you even.

"I've been here for like a year already. I know my way." You rolled your eyes and stood in front of him, "You do this to all your poor co-workers?"

Hoseok chuckled, "No, only the ones who look like they're here for other things." He eyed you up and down slowly before side-stepping, "After you."

Other things? You frowned in confusion and walked into the studio wondering what the hell Hoseok meant by that. You looked at your clothes in wonder, maybe he was talking about that. But why would he be talking about your cotton shorts and sweater? You sat down still blinking in confusion before realization kicked in.

And god did you feel stupid.

"Pervert." You muttered, giving Hoseok the side-eye as he shut the door and took his seat in his chair.

"What? Something wrong y/n?" There he went saying your name all weird. If he was just messing around and trying to annoy you then he completely succeeded.

You shook your head slowly, if this was how it was going to be then you might as well just give up. You leaned back in your chair, softly humming as you looked into his eyes, "No. Just wondering what we're gonna be working on today. I brought some of the concept photoshoot pictures so you can get an idea of the mini-album in general."

Hoseok's hand brushed against yours as he took ahold of the concept photos. He went through each of the photos slowly, taking his time to take in every detail. You were a bit embarrassed as the photos consisted of you in provocative outfits in lewd positions. The album's genre had been set, you had decided on a more sexier comeback. Not too sexy and just the right amount of sensual.

Blame Chungha and her damn bicycle song.

You watched for his reaction very closely. Hoseok's tongue had darted out to lick his upper lip slowly. He was reclined in his chair with legs spread as he tapped his foot on the ground. You could tell he was just checking you out in your photos, eyes slowly moving downwards.

"I see," Hoseok murmured, "and you came up with this yourself right? The whole idea I mean." He cleared his throat, looking at you as he sat up straight.

You nodded, "Is it bad?"

Hoseok shook his head, "Not at all, it suits someone as sexy like you." He chuckled breathily, "Alright, let's get started yeah? This is gonna be a trip." He said with a wink whilst starting up his computer.

Lord it was.

The two of you worked diligently, you half expected for there to be more teasing but surprisingly not. Hoseok looked attractive when he was entirely concentrated on work. It was the way he'd address you with intense eye-contact, never keeping his eyes off of you even if you weren't exactly talking anymore. You even caught him checking you out mid-conversation.

"I just think maybe you could delay the bass guitar riff just a little before the chorus and then the beat drop." You looked at Hoseok, "It just sounds better that way if you like really get into it."

Hoseok leaned against his desk with his head resting on his hand and tilted to the side just a bit, "Yeah?" He mumbled, hooded eyes staring into your own, "I mean I see what you mean it sounds pretty hot." His eyes trailed down to your thighs, lingering, "Let's try it." He slid his hand to your upper thigh, giving it a soft pat.

You were shocked to say the least. Up until now he hadn't really initiated any contact with you. But when he touched your thigh it was like the tingles went down your spine. Needless to say you were left wanting for more, a second heartbeat down there between your legs.

You took notice that during your little breaks or conversations he'd be a lot more touchy with you. His hand was always either on your thigh, your knee, or the back of your chair. He spoke in a lower tone too, eyes practically glued to your lips as he got bolder and bolder. At first it was a silly little comment about your song potentially being for the bedroom.. but then it was directing towards you now.

"Say," Hoseok began, his hand on your thigh which had become a permanent resting spot for his hand, "do I make you nervous?" He tilted his head, lips curled in a faint smirk.

You didn't know how to reply, heart beating a bit faster because now things were getting hotter. You hadn't come here with the intention of hooking up but if it was going to happen who were you to deny? Not when Hoseok was a whole wet dream himself. "Yes," you softly replied, thighs pressing together which didn't go unnoticed by the older, "you kind of scare me.." You quietly admitted.

Hoseok hummed, his interest was definitely piqued at this point. "Really now," he leaned in his chair, facing you as he continued stroking your thigh, "but you want me don't you?"

A faint hum passed, you turned to look at him with a lick of your lip, "Yes.."

"Oh? How adorable, actin' like you're about that life sweetheart." Hoseok laughed softly, "Look at you? You're so little, and I don't do little. What's a cutie like you gonna do for me hm? I'm not like the little boys in your dm's, in fact I don't think you could please me at all."

Fuck.. there was something so hot about being humiliated like this. You found yourself blushing red at his words, leaning in to his hand, which was now teasing your inner thigh. "What if I don't want those boys? What if I want a man." You softly replied, shame thrown out the window.

Hoseok leaned in close, lips ghosting over yours, "Yeah? But the real question here is sweetheart," he grabbed your chin gently shaking you, "can you take me like a good girl? Or you gonna cry about the dick being too much?" He smirked, clearly getting off to your embarrassment.

A soft whine bubbled up in your throat, you messily slotted your lips against Hoseok's. Your hands came up to gently hold his face, lips moving slowly and a bit clumsy on your part. Hoseok didn't move at all, you could tell he was smiling by the way his lips were curling faintly. It was so degrading but you were loving every single second of it.

"Cute." Hoseok mumbled against you, "Now let me show you how I like it." He grabbed your face roughly, one hand holding you in place and another tangling in your hair. He kissed you hard, knocking the air out of you.

You mewled quietly, scalp stinging pleasantly from his grab. He bit into your bottom lip, gently tugging on it with his tongue darting out to lick over it. You parted your lips, letting his tongue slip into your mouth. Hoseok let out a muffled groan, hand sliding down to hold you by your hip and then to your ass.

He pat you gently, signaling that he wanted you on his lap. Without breaking the kiss you plopped yourself in his lap, chair creaking slightly as his hands immediately dropped down to your ass. You broke from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting you two as soft pants left you, "Please,"

"Please what? What do you need sweetheart?" He murmured, thumb rubbing over your swollen lip.

"I need you here," you gently motioned between your legs, "need you to fuck me please. 's all wet for you.."

Hoseok bit his lip, eyes raking down your figure as he spanked both asscheeks, "Pull your fucking shorts and panties to the side. Now." He spanked you again, "You wanted my cock well now you're gonna fucking get it sweetheart. Just don't cry about it when no one else fucks your pussy as good as me." He growled lowly, hand rummaging through a small random box he had on his desk.

You whimpered at each spank and reached down to grab at your shorts and panties pulling them to the side, exposing your wet pussy. Something about his authority and the way he carried himself was hot. You liked how big he talked about his dick game. Now all that was left was to see if his cock would ruin you for anyone else.

"What? You didn't expect me to do all the work now did you? If you want my cock you're gonna have to get it yourself." Hoseok narrowed his eyes, a condom sitting between his fingers.

Your hands shakily came down to push his gray shorts down, sitting under his balls as his cock slapped against his stomach. Your mouth watered at the sight of it, it looked so fucking good you just wanted it down your throat. His cock was thick.. and had a little curve to it which no doubt would be hitting all those sweet spots within you.

"Go on, put the condom on me sweetheart." Hoseok stroked your ass, eyes hooded and glazed over with lust.

Without wasting time you tore open the foil packet, one hand held his throbbing cock while the other rolled the condom down slowly. You heard him quietly hiss at the contact. When you finished with the condom you positioned yourself over his cock and pulled your shorts to the side once more, "Can I?" You mumbled, your mind in a submissive headspace.

Hoseok smirked softly, he had his hands on your hips just holding them. "Ride me like you mean it." Was all he said.

You pressed the tip over your hole, slowly pushing down until he popped in. Your mouth fell open, slowly pushing yourself down on to the rest of his cock. The delicious slide against your walls unconsciously had your pussy tightening around him. You both moaned at this.

"Oh fuckk," you whispered, head leaning back as you rolled your hips forward just a little, "so good.."

Hoseok looked like he was in heaven with how his head was leaned back, adams apple bobbing as he swallowed harshly. He reached forward to spank you hard once again, grabbing your cheeks through the shorts and rolling your hips on his cock. "C'mon, show me how good you can ride my cock. It's all yours." He purred.

You braced your hands on his shoulders, back arching properly as you began to move on his cock. You slowly bounced, trying to get used to the intrusion with your toes curling. Soft little moans left you, his cock was hitting all the right places so far and it left you weak in the knees. Hoseok had stayed true to his word and didn't do any work.

His lips were parted as soft grunts and moans left him. His eyes were focused on your face, he stared up at you through hooded eyes. He had moved his hands above your ass, pulling you closer and holding your body tightly as he sat up. Hoseok watched the way your hips bounced on him, pussy swallowing his cock whole.

"There you go sweetheart, fuck yourself on my cock–oh god–c'mon you can do better baby." His moans needy and hoarse.

Your hips came to a slow halt, rising steadily until the tip of his cock was left inside before sliding back down. You did this a few more times, letting his cock explore every inch of you. Soft whines and little cries escaped you, ".. H-Hoseok," your lips fell open, hands gripping him tighter as your thighs quivered.

A soft squelch could be heard, your pussy was practically gushing by now. Every time you slid your hips down more trickle of slick dribbled down his cock to his balls. Even his shorts had small wet spots on them. His hands gently cupped under your ass, he took control of your movements and began to bounce you on his cock once more.

"W-Wait," you whimpered out, head thrown back as the pleasure suddenly hit you in the gut.

"What did I say baby? You that fucked out dick got you stupid? C'mon, think for me, use that little brain of yours." Hoseok grunted whilst gently slapping your cheek with one hand.

You tried to think of a response, eyes closing as more moans and mewls escaped your lips. It was so hard with the way he had you bouncing up and down on his cock. The tip of his cock brushed ever so slightly against your g-spot, cock curving just right to give you that delicious friction. "U-Um.. ngh you said..." a moan abruptly cut off your words as you dug your nails into his chair.

"Said what?" He breathed out softly, bouncing you harder and faster on his cock, "Go on I'm waiting,"

"H-Hobi!" You cried out, eyes wet with tears as your cunt squeezed his cock. You reaching down to rest your hands on his lower abdomen, steadying yourself as you fucked back on his cock. Your hips were now grinding back and forth at a quick pace, something that caught Hoseok off guard.

He let out a filthy moan, head leaning back as he squeezed your ass tightly. "Oh fuck yes," he grit his teeth, cock throbbing inside of you, "keep going baby right there–" he choked up.

"Gonna cum!"

The squelching noises your cunt made was much louder than the chair creaking and the shuffling of your clothes combined. You were desperately riding him now, eager for release as you rubbed at your clit in fast circles. Hoseok's drawn-out moans grew a bit louder, he was clinging on to you with his hands tightening on your ass by the second.

"I'm so close," he groaned shakily, "shit baby, riding me like you were made for cock." His eyes squeezed shut, mouth falling open as the pleasure took over.

Your hips stuttered in their movements, a long cry spilling from your lips as you rubbed furiously at your clit. You throbbed in pleasure, clit becoming far too sensitive to touch anymore as your legs trembled. "C-Can't, no more please," you began to sob, hips trying to escape from the stimulation.

Hoseok hissed softly when your pussy tightened around him, trying to milk his cock for all it's worth. "On the couch," he moaned, "fuck, fuck spread your legs."

You shakily fell on to the couch, pushing your shorts and panties down as you spread your legs widely. Hoseok tore the condom off, tossing it on your thigh as he stroked his cock furiously. "Show me." He growled, eyes trained on your fucked out pussy.

Your hands came down to gently spread your pussy apart, showing off how ruined you were. Slick was smeared all over your folds, hole gaping slightly from how stretched you were. You held yourself open to him, lip between your teeth, "On me, please." You begged softly.

"Yeah?" Hoseok cursed under his breath as he leaned over you, hand resting on the backrest of the couch. He closed his eyes, moans breathy and quiet, "Fuck, fuck," he spilled onto your mound, thick globs of cum running down and coating your folds.

A delirious giggle left your lips, finger coming down to dip in the mess Hoseok made of you. His darkened eyes watched as you slowly brought your finger up to your mouth. Your tongue lapped up his cum, a soft moan escaping you.

"Tastes good." You smirked.

Hoseok fisted your hair, leaning down with his lips ghosting over yours. "You're a fucking dream." He grinned back, lips pressing to yours moments later.

+

It became a casual fling, you both almost always ended your studio sessions with fucking each other either then and there or your place. You didn't know what it meant for the two of you, you didn't care either. If it happened it happened, but for now you'd just stick to your arrangement.

Texting each other became more frequent too, it was always a 'you up?' text. You noticed he was a lot more comfortable with the whole situation than most guys would be. He'd leave you his hoodies, offer dinner, and even on several occasions asked to chill with you. You didn't mind one bit though, glad he didn't make this into a awkward strictly sex type of thing.

So here you were, confiding in your close friend like you always did. By close friend you meant Nayeon, the only other idol you ever interacted with.

"Oh wow," Nayeon mused, eyes focused on her wine as she mixed the drink around, "I totally didn't expect the guy to be a sadist in bed. He's the happy go lucky one out of all of them right?"

You rolled your eyes at her obvious disinterest in Hoseok, "He isn't a sadist sadist, just a little mean you know? I like it though, it's hot."

Nayeon quietly snickered, smirk on her face as she raised her glass at you, "Whatever floats your boat you pervert.... So like what do you guys do? Some vanilla sex with a little spanking here and there or what?"

"Wow, so much for me being the pervert." You rolled your eyes and took a sip of your wine, "No, we do a lot thank you very much. I mean if we want it then it doesn't matter where we are we get down and dirty. He's literally ate me out on the side of the road or in the practice room whenever I'm in there." You giggled softly.

"Oh my god y/n," she squealed, "what else? Does he like slap you on your face and stuff?"

You cupped your hot cheeks, an embarrassed laugh leaving you, "Nayeon! You're so–ughhh okay yes he does. He'll like spit in my mouth sometimes and say really degrading shit. Happy now?"

Nayeon stuck her tongue out at you, "I'm just milking it out because c'mon now would I really be your best friend if I didn't ask for every little detail? I also have a serious question though, tell me the truth I won't be mad I swear." She then cleared her throat, going all serious on you, "Did you and him fuck the day you were sleeping over at my place?"

"Yes." You bluntly said, the wine kicking in and making you a bit more shameless, "Not all the way though. He didn't have a condom with him at the time so we just sixty-nined."

"I knew it you little–" she grit her teeth smacking your arm, "I was so traumatized I thought I was hearing things I was so damn scared to leave my room!"

You giggled madly, hiding your face as you leaned back in your seat. You felt bad, you really did after lying to Nayeon the day it had happened. You remember telling Nayeon all he did was make out with you, denying that you guys fucked every time she asked.

Hushed whispers and soft grunts left Hoseok, the two of you lip-locked under the covers. Your hand slowly slid down between the two of you, slipping into his sweats and grabbing ahold of his cock. He quietly hissed, hands gripping your ass tightly.

You kept in mind you were supposed to keep it down because Nayeon was a door down and it was her apartment after all. You felt a bit bad for doing this to her but Hoseok was just irresistible. You had fallen victim to his wicked desires rather quickly.

"Seok," you whispered softly, "we don't have condoms."

Hoseok sighed wistfully, head flopping on the pillow as his thumb gently circled your hip, "Shit I forgot to bring them. We don't have to, 's not safe if we do it without one." He mumbled out, eyes closed as he tried to stave off his arousal, cock throbbing in your hand miserably.

You bit your lip and softly whispered in his ear, "I got an idea." This had definitely gotten his attention as he opened his eyes to give you a curious look. What could possibly be an alternative to sex?

Slowly you peeled the blankets off, shimmying out of your shorts and panties. You tapped his thigh, as if you were asking him to take his sweatpants off. Hoseok quickly got the memo and slipped his sweats down, kicking them off, "C'mon baby, bring that ass over here."

You giggled quietly moving to straddle him, backing your hips back until your pussy hovered over his mouth. You reached for his cock, slowly pumping it and smearing pre-cum all over it. As you did this Hoseok yanked your hips down, tongue rolling out to lap at your pussy. He zeroed in on your clit, swirling his tongue over it in slow circles.

"God–Seok." You moaned out.

Seconds later you leaned down to wrap your lips around the tip of his cock, tongue poking and teasing his slit. Hoseok released a low groan, hands coming up to grip your ass cheeks whilst smothered his face with your cunt. Your hand stroked the rest of his cock, twisting around the shaft and squeezing firmly.

His lips wrapped around your clit, sucking harshly and teasing the soft bud between his teeth. A surprised mewl left you, thighs quivering and hips slowly grinding against his face. You realized how loud you were getting and decided to stuff his cock down your throat to shut yourself up. It was Hoseok's turn to moan loudly as you swallowed his cock whole, leaving no part of him uncovered.

"Shit baby, you're making it so hard not to fuck you into next week." He panted out, stroking your ass and squeezing the jiggly flesh in his hands, "Yeah, just like that." He swallowed thickly, head rolling back on to the pillow as he bit his lip.

You choked around his cock, eyes tearing up as your gag reflex kicked in. Slowly you pulled away with a string of saliva connecting your lips to his cock. You used your saliva to stroke his cock quickly, tongue coming out to lap at the tip slowly. Soft squelching noises filled the air alongside Hoseok's low moans and grunts.

He went back to lapping at your clit, finger coming up to prod at your slicked up hole. Slowly he slipped it inside, curling it just right to aim for your g-spot. You bit your lip to suppress the lewd moan that would escape. Your mouth fell open at a particular stroke of his finger and lick at your clit. It felt heavenly, making your thighs quiver again.

"Right there," you moaned, hips grinding against his face.

You leaned back down to quickly take him into your mouth, bobbing your head at a steady pace. Soft slurping noises came from you, your hand slowly inching down to gently fondle his balls. Hoseok slipped another finger inside of you, groan muffled and hips slowly bucking upwards.

The two of you forgot about the whole 'staying quiet' deal as your moans filled the room up. You were basically riding his face by now, Hoseok's hips canting upwards in return. The filthy wet noises that came from you two louder as well. You pulled back, a broken whimper leaving your lips as your pussy tightened around his fingers.

"Seok," you arched your back, "I'm gonna cum."

Hoseok breathed harshly through his nose, free hand spanking your ass as he doubled his efforts. His fingers pistoned in and out of you quickly, each thrust hitting your g-spot dead on. Your mouth fell open in a silent cry, movements halting as the pleasure crashed through you.

"Oh god!" You squealed, hips lifting off of Hoseok's face.

Your body shuddered, forehead resting on his thigh as you came hard. Hoseok slurped at your slick as he eased his wet fingers out, moaning at the taste. His hard cock twitched again, bringing you out of your orgasmic state and going back down. Your eyes closed, head bobbing slowly as you stroked his cock at the same time.

Hoseok's head fell against the pillow with a grunt, "Fuck, keep going baby I'm gonna cum." He panted, "Fuckkkkkkkk," he grit his teeth as his hips bucked.

You doubled your efforts, mouth sucking harshly at his cock and tongue flat against the tip. Hoseok let out a loud curse when you had moaned against his cock. He throbbed in your mouth, stomach contracting when you delivered a few more harsh sucks.

"y/n," he grit his teeth, hips bucking faster as you sucked the life out of him, "Oh god yes baby," his back arched a little, cum spurting out as he came in your mouth. You happily slurped his cum up, getting a little messy as you bobbed your head.

Hoseok groaned, hips jumping as he attempted to stop you, "No more," he breathed out, body relaxed.

+

You would have thought that hooking up in your friend's home would teach you something but apparently you learned nothing. Now it was Hoseok's dorm. He had promised the guys were all out doing their own thing but you couldn't help the uneasy feeling you felt. What if you got walked in on? Then what?

"Seok pass me the remote I wanna put something on." You softly mumbled as you sat up, hair a bit messy from how he had grabbed it during your make-out session. "C'mon please," you whined.

Hoseok chuckled quietly, "Yeah, yeah. Here," he held the remote out to you, hair combed back. He was lounging next to you wearing nothing but his boxers and chain around his neck. "So what are we watching?" He piped up, hand coming down to gently stroke your hip with his thumb.

You didn't answer at first, mindlessly humming as your scrolled through many shows. "There's this anime.. it's called—uhh it's called Attack on Titan, pretty good stuff." You mumbled, eyes trained on the tv screen as you felt Hoseok wrap his arms around you, "Hold on lemme just–" you cut off with a tiny whine when Hoseok pulled you down.

He had you laid against him, arms around you as he pressed kisses down your neck to your shoulder. "Don't mind me, just put it on.." he murmured softly.

"But you're not even watching it." You huffed angrily, remote tossed on the bed as the first episode began to play, "Just gonna have your way with me aren't you?"

Hoseok pulled back with a breathy chuckle, "How'd you know?" He teased softly, "Here, lay on your stomach and watch your show, I'm gonna have my own fun." He kissed your ear, hands slowly running down to your ass.

There was no use in stopping Hoseok now, you just sighed and brought a pillow with you. He guided you down to the foot of the bed where you laid on your stomach, pillow under your chest and ass raised. "Seok," you mumbled while watching the intro to the show, "want them off–yeah take it off."

Hoseok was already slipping your shorts off, dragging your panties down with them. "Fucking sexy," he grunted slapping one of your cheeks, watching the way it bounced afterwards. He played with your plush ass cheek, jiggling it in his hands, "Spread them for me baby, gonna fuck you real nice." He crooned softly.

Obediently you spread your legs apart, knees hoisting your lower half up was your back arched just right. You put your chin down on the pillow, puppy eyes staring at the tv screen. Hoseok licked his lips slowly, the sight in front of him making his cock throb. "Look at you," he cooed softly, palm on your ass as he stroked it, "every part of you is just so pretty, from your perky tits to your fat ass."

Hoseok slowly peeled his boxers down, flinging them out to the side of the bed as he positioned himself behind you. "C'mere sweetheart, bring that ass back." He muttered, hand stroking his cock slowly as he hissed from the relief he got. "Good girl, raise your hips–yeah, that's it."

You quietly sighed when the tip of his cock pressed against your folds. You buried your face in your arms, breathe coming out in huffs as your hips twitched. You could feel the tip of his cock spreading your wetness and pre-cum around, creating this soft squelching noise. Clearly he liked the sound of that.

"Needy girl," he quietly grunted, cock pressing more firmly as he rubbed himself up and down, "you hear that? Pussy's all wet for me, you want my cock inside sweetheart? Hm?" He bit his lip, hand moving faster.

Your mouth fell open, eyes falling shut as you shuddered, "Yes–god yes Seok, need you in me." You wiggled your ass against him, slowly pushing back against his pelvis. His cock slowly slid between the two of you, pussy lips fully encasing the shaft as the tip peeked out of your mound.

Hoseok smacked your ass harshly, "You think you deserve it? Only good girls get rewarded, not greedy little sluts like you... lucky your pussy so good to me." He muttered while rocking his hips back and forth, just enjoying the wet slide between your legs.

"Fuck me," you whined, head rising up to look back at him, "inside, need your cock inside of me." You softly whispered, hips slowly swirling around and trying to catch his cock, wanting him to slide in you. "Don't even want a condom.." You mumbled.

He was taken by your bold statement, the two of you had only done it raw once and that was because you both had gotten drunk. Needless to say you both vowed not to do it because you couldn't count on going out to buy after-pills. It was as if the topic of raw fucking was taboo between you two.

Hoseok put his hand on your head, slowly pushing you down into the pillow as he rolled his hips, "Fuck you sure? I'm down," he breathed out, "don't want this to be something you end up regretting."

"I'm sure Seok," you cutely mumbled, "just put it in, please." You then turned to hide your face in the pillow, hands reaching behind you to spread your ass for him, pussy on display.

"Okay baby," he breathed out, hand taking a hold of his cock and guiding it to your slicked up hole, "fuck you're so fucking sexy, let me in baby, spread your pretty out for me." He sucked in a breath, slowly pushing forward.

A lewd moan escaped you, eyes rolling back as his cock slowly stretched you open. "Oh god yes," you whimpered, "so fucking big."

Hoseok's moan was ragged and filthy, hand coming down to hold your hip whilst his other held you down. He leaned over your body, chain dangling as he slowly bottomed out in you. "Yeah? Love my cock don't you? Fills you up so good doesn't it sweetheart?" He purred.

"Yes," you mewled, "love it Seok." You closed your eyes and relaxed on the bed. Your clit throbbed from lack of stimulation but there wasn't much you could do. Your body was pinned down to the bed, hips raised as Hoseok used you.

"Greedy slut." Hoseok began to roll his hips into you, low moans and hisses leaving him.

He watched the way your ass rippled against his pelvis each time he thrusted into you. He was so mesmerized by it, keeping his eyes down on your ass as his cock disappeared in you. Soft ragged pants and groans left him as he sped up, hips slamming into you viciously.

You cried out, clearly caught off guard as your body went loose. Your toes curled, ass slapping harshly against his hips with each thrust. The show was nothing but background noise, the sound of your coupling much louder than the tv. His balls were slapping against your clit, causing a pleasurable sting for you.

"Oh–fuck yes–so good," you moaned out, eyes closed and mouth open.

"God you're so fucking tight," Hoseok slammed into you harder and faster. His chain was now swinging back and forth wildly over your head, something that had you clenching tightly. "Oh you like that don't you?"

You whimpered loudly, nodding to his question as you leaned your head back. "H-Hoseok."

He grunted quietly and reached down to hold your ass as he shoved himself in and out of you. Loud slapping noises filled the room, your cries getting louder and the bed rocking alongside his movements. Hoseok was moaning uncontrollably at this point, lips parted and eyebrows pinched in concentration as he watched the way your ass rippled.

Neither of you registered the sound of the front door opening on time. Your eyes widened and you frantically pushed at Hoseok's hip. "Seok!" You whisper-shouted, "Someone's here."

Hoseok didn't look alarmed, in fact he didn't care if someone ever found out about you. He just didn't want anyone ruining the moment. "Hold on," he breathed out harshly, head lolling back as he tried to calm down from the hot and heavy moment. "C'mere." He whispered whilst pulling out of your spent pussy.

You bit your lip, cunt throbbing from the emptiness you felt. Slowly he guided you down to the bed where he rolled the sheets over you both, turning his tv off and letting the room go dark. "Shh baby, just be quiet okay?" He gently slid his arm around your waist, hoisting it up as he slipped his cock back inside.

"Seok.." you moaned quietly, face coming up to hide in his neck.

"Be a good girl and stay quiet.. or else I'll have to gag you." Hoseok warned softly, hips beginning to roll slowly.

The voices grew louder, it sounded like Jungkook... and a girl? You didn't pay too much mind to it, in fact you were more worried about being walked in on. You shakily whimpered, pussy pulsing around Hoseok's cock, "Fuck, right there I'm so close." You whispered in his ear.

"Cum for me baby." Hoseok shakily murmured, hips moving faster. He didn't fully bottom out since he wanted to avoid making the sounds of your skin slapping.

Your legs spread wider slowly, mouth falling open in breathless moans as your body shuddered. You reached down to rub at your clit in tight circles, the pleasure was mounting higher and higher. You could feel your thighs shake and toes curl, orgasm dangerously close. Hoseok buried his face in the pillow next to you, moans and grunts leaving him as he held you closer to his body.

"Shit, go on baby cum for me let me feel you." Hoseok gasped softly, mouth sucking on your neck and leaving marks.

Your back arched a little as you whined loudly, completely forgetting about Jungkook and his guest. The orgasm caught you off guard as you gripped Hoseok tightly against you. Soft whispers of ‘yes’ and ‘more’ fell from your lips, it felt heavenly to feel his cock bare against your walls.

Hoseok hissed quietly when he felt your cunt clench down on his cock, “Fuck yes,” he brought you in for a passionate kiss as he jabbed into your body hard.

A surprised cry left you, body moving as his hips slapped into yours roughly. He pinned you down on the bed, quiet creaking noises filling the room as he chased his own orgasm. Quite frankly your orgasm has taken the life out of you, leaving your body boneless. You weren’t expecting Jungkook and said girl to walk in.

“Shh..” Jungkook whispered, “Hoseok’s probably asleep right now.” Clearly he was unaware of the dull bed thumping and sheets ruffling.

“Just hurry and get the lighter,” the girl muttered back, not interested in the obvious lump on the bed.

You were frozen in place, Hoseok’s hips slowing down to subtle grinds as his cock began to throb. You watched him hide his face in your neck, shuddering as he came hard inside of you. “Oh shit… oh fuck..” he whispered to you, body slumping and hips just lightly moving.

The two of you stayed still, not making a peep as Jungkook rummaged through the room for his lighter. Your heart was beating rapidly, breaths coming out in short soft huffs. Your hands came up to gently stroke his hair, enjoying the waves of soothing pleasure.

Hoseok sighed quietly, eyes closed as he relaxed, “That fucking idiot needs to hurry up. It’s hot as hell in here.” He grumbled, making you laugh quietly, “Never again,”

“Can’t believe you came from him walking in,” you teased quietly, the two of you bickering back and forth with one another.

[yoongixnx]

When they want a baby x Mint Boy’s Flower

First part : Maknae line

Namjoon

It took him at least ten minutes to get rid off that old cunt who was pathetically trying to won his favor but Namjoon has made it clear : he won’t sign anything until he’s sure he will get the money, and all of it before the transaction. He’s far too powerful to wait for an old man to get his shit together.

Namjoon grabs a glass of whiskey as his eyes are looking for you, his hand sliding in his pocket. He can’t even concentrate : two horrible children are screaming and the mother is trying hard to silence them, her baby dangerously wiggling in her arms. What a deplorable vision, and what a proof that this party is a total waste of time, full of unimpressive guests. As the two demons/children rushes outside the room, the mother (who’s dying from shame) is about to run after them but realizes she can’t keep her baby. She desperately asks the woman behind her to carry him (she shoves him into her arms) and Namjoon holds a laugh when he sees your panicked face as you’re forced to hold the baby.

Seguir leyendo

[yoongixnx]

toy: devastada 

“I wish I’d never met you” ~ “I hate you”

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Angst, angst, angsttttt

Word Count: 2k

Request: “pls do 12 and 27 with tae (angst)”

A/N: I finally had time to write something! It was hard though bc I don’t see Tae actually saying these things but thanks for requesting angst a.k.a my first love.

Couples fight, that’s no news. However, there’s a thin line between defending your point of view and plainly being mean.

Neither of you had ever crossed that line, until that night.

You had taken a few days off college to go visit your boyfriend abroad. Things were actually great the first few days, having missed each other so much and not wanting to be apart from each other for even a second. Or so it was until he changed his hair colour for BTS’s next comeback.

Who would’ve thought something as mundane as his hair would lead to your worst fight ever.

The moment you saw him come back to the dorms with his hair no longer black but a peachy kind of blond, you couldn’t hold your excitement in, letting him know how much you loved it. That not being enough for you, you took a picture of him and proceeded to send it to Jimin on Snapchat with a cocky caption – or so was your intention.

But you fucked up.

Pressing the wrong button was all it took for the picture to be posted in your story, leaving it out there for everyone to see. Even if you took it down as fast as you could, it was not fast enough. People had already screenshotted it, and it was a matter of seconds before it was all over the internet.

To say Taehyung was furious was an understatement.

“Tae, I’m sorry!” you apologized for the sixth time, following him inside his room. It was a good thing no one else was home to witness your heated interaction.

“Sorry isn’t gonna fix this, Y/N!” he turned around, looking at you with such dark eyes you had never seen on him.

“I don’t know what else to say. I took it down the second after but people had already saved it. It’s not my fault!”

“Yes, it is! Why would you post it on the first place?!”

“It was an accident!” you let out exasperated.

“You can’t afford to have these kind of accidents, for fuck’s sake” he took a step closer to you, which only made you take one back. “You have any idea of how this is going to ruin everything? How am I supposed to explain to my management that what was supposed to be kept a secret until the comeback was spoiled by my incompetent girlfriend?”

Incompetent?

Rolling your eyes at that in an attempt of trying to hide your hurt, you let the words “it’s just a hair colour” leave your mouth. And as soon as you said them, you knew you had unleashed a storm.

“Just a hair colour? Really, Y/N?” he scoffed the moment you nodded, already in too deep to back down now. “Of course you don’t understand” he shook his head.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means you are not an idol” he looked you dead in the eye, making you feel so little over something you thought didn’t even matter to him. “An ordinary girl like you would never understand how important just a hair colour is in this industry” he mocked your words.

An ordinary girl?

You crossed your arms, more like, you hugged yourself, trying somehow to comfort yourself – to protect yourself from his words.

“I’m sorry, okay?” you said once again. “I know I’m at fault and I am truly so sorry, Taehyung. And I’m sorry I’m not an idol and can’t understand these things but you don’t have to be so mean”.

It was as if your words went into one of his ears and left straight from the other one.

“I’m not being mean, I’m stating facts” he said sternly. “I should’ve just listened to the people who told me I should date an idol and not such a common girl like you. At least that way my career would be safe”.

That hurt.

But, as much as it hurt, it also did something inside of you snap. Your expression hardened. Were you just going to stand there letting him make you feel so insignificant?

“Something else you might want to take off your chest?” you asked a few silent seconds after. He seemed to be enjoying to make you feel so worthless, so why not give him a push – why not end this for once and for all.

He shrugged. “Can you do anything right? You always ruin everything” you looked down. “I just… Honestly, sometimes I–” he sighed. For a moment there you thought you saw remorse flash through his face, giving him a nod for him to finish his sentence. The remorse soon left though, proving you wrong. “I wish I’d never met you”.

That was all you needed to hear.

You felt as if he had taken your heart in his hand and started squeezing it. It hurt so damn bad. You wanted to scream at him. You wanted to cry, to throw something at him – anything to let him know how much you were hurting. That was in the span of three seconds.

Then you went numb.

So, turning around on your feet, you left.

You didn’t get too far, though. As soon as you got to the entrance of the building, you sat on its doorstep – the numbness long gone as the feelings came all at once and you could no longer hold them in. Hugging your legs to your chest and hiding your face between your knees, you started uncontrollably sobbing, not even caring if anyone saw you as they passed by.

Your heart hurt like hell. Tae’s words kept replaying in your mind and with each of them you felt a hole being burnt into your chest. Had he really meant them? You came to the conclusion it didn’t even matter if he meant them or not. He said them. And that was enough for you to believe he did.

After what must had been like an hour, you felt your phone start vibrating in your pocket, not even bothering to pick it up. You didn’t even have to take a look to know it was him – the amount of calls and texts you were getting spoke for themselves.

Took him long enough.

And it took him another half an hour of you ignoring him for him to finally regain himself and go out to find you. It was already dark and he got worried at the thought of you wandering around the streets by yourself. Although he didn’t need to even start looking for you on the streets when he saw you at the building’s entrance.

The sight of your shaking body alone made his heart break. He had done that. And he felt so damn bad for making you feel like that – for being the reason behind your tears.

He didn’t know what had taken over him. He had just snapped, throwing meaningless yet mean words at you. You had apologized so many times and he knew you meant it. He knew it was an accident and that it was something that could’ve happened to him even. But the pressure he had been building up the last couple of weeks so the comeback could be perfect had finally taken its toll on him. And you leaking his new hair colour did seem like a big deal at that moment. He felt like all his hard work was going to be overshadowed by that insignificant thing. And the scold he was going to get from his management didn’t help the situation at all.

Sighing without really knowing how to approach you, being ashamed of himself and his behaviour, he decided on just going to you, sitting beside you and hugging you.

As soon as you felt those arms you knew so well wrap around your figure, you started crying harder. His heart shrunk at that, knowing it was his fault. One of his hands went to your hair, letting you bury your head in his chest as his other hand rubbed up and down your back.

“I hate you” you said after a while, your voice cracking, already hoarse.

“I know” he whispered.

You shook your head, getting out of his embrace to finally look into his eyes. You caught yourself being surprised at his expression of pure regret, almost making you forget about everything and run right back into his arms.

Almost.

“No, you don’t. You really don’t, Taehyung” you wiped your tears. “It’s not a ‘you hurt me and I want to hate you but I actually love you and everything will be alright’ I hate you” you stated. He bit his lip, feeling his eyes start to water when he got a hold of where you were going with this, “it’s a I ‘don’t think I can let it go and move past this because there are things love alone can’t overcome’ hate you”.

That’s when he let the first tear fall.

“I’m sorry” he said for the first time.

You nodded, you knew he was. “Sorry isn’t gonna fix this” you repeated his own words, lowkey wanting him to hurt, too.

Standing up and looking down at him, you bit the inside of your cheek. The hour and a half you had been there by yourself was enough for you to make a decision.

“I’m staying with a friend the next days I have left here” you informed him. You hadn’t even finished your sentence when he was already violently shaking his head no. “I think it’s best for us to take a break”.

It was now his turn to feel as if you had taken his heart in your hand and started squeezing it.

“No” he kept shaking his head. Standing up and wiping his tears, he got closer to you. “Please don’t” he begged, placing his hands on your arms. “I’m sorry. Jagi, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean any of what I said, I swear I will make it up to you. I will. I’ll do anything, just please don’t leave me” he was full on crying now, desperate for you to stay.

Looking at him being so vulnerable made you want to hug him and never leave him, but you had to be strong – you had to put yourself first.

Even if it all had started because of your mistake and he was in all his right to be mad, you did not deserve to have such hurtful words thrown at you.

You deserved better than someone who was going to treat you so poorly whenever an incident like that happened.

You deserved better than someone who would so easily say those things to you only to later claim he didn’t mean them.

“I don’t think I can be with you right now, Taehyung” you mumbled. “I hope you understand”.

He looked down, having already given up on wiping his tears because they just kept streaming down. He understood, which didn’t mean it didn’t hurt like hell. “Are you coming back to me at some point?” he asked in what felt like his last hope, not being able to bring himself to look at you. He had fucked up so bad and he was going to have to bear with the consequences.

You shrugged. “I can’t promise I will, so I’m not asking you to wait for me” he felt a twinge in his heart. “Maybe this will be a lesson for you to watch your words with your next lover”.

With that being said, you made your way upstairs, ready to pack your things and get out of his life.

[yoongixnx]

How would BTS confess their love to you

These are kinda long. <3

Seokjin

Jin had developed a big crush on you a long time ago. He was quite sure that you had felt the same, so he planned confessing his feelings for you. Tonight he had invited you to accompany him at a celebrity event party that he and the other members would attend. So he had planned to tell you his feelings that evening.

It all went by smoothly. You had a great time with the boys and the other idols that befriended you. But you noticed a small change in Jin’s behavior. He was quiet from time to time and often mustered you when you weren’t watching. You two were on the balcony now, gazing at the glowing city lights and letting the soft breeze pass through your hair. You wanted to ask him what’s wrong.

“Are you alright?”, you turned to him and smiled faintly.

“I am, I guess”, he chuckled quietly and looked deep into your eyes.

“You seem a little distracted…”, you smiled softly and put a strand of your hair behind you ear, blushing.

“Yes.. I think..”, Jin paused for a moment, “Y/N, I think I must tell you something”, he gulped and his expression changed. You noticed him blushing and trying to avoid your gaze.

“Anything, Jin”, you said reassuringly.

“Y/N, I…”, he came closer to you and smiled, “I think I’m in love with you..”, Jin then put a hand on his mouth while his blushed deepend. He couldn’t believe he finally confessed to you. You smiled at him and sighed quietly. You covered your face to hide your red cheeks. He waited for your response.

“Jin… I’m in love with you too..so long already”, you mumbled, your face still in your hands, not trusting yourself to look at him. You heard Jin gasping quietly before you and touching your hands, moving them away from your face to catch you gaze. He smiled at you sincerely, his handsome features accentuated by the dim light from inside the building. You fell into his embrace and felt the warmth radiating from him. You were so glad that he had finally told you his feelings.

Yoongi

You and Yoongi had a very good connection. You often did a lot of activities together and you always supported him. You had a big time crush on him, but couldn’t tell him that. You were afraid that he might not feel the same and that it will destroy your friendship, so you chose to keep quiet about this. However, he often would walk you home, sing you his own songs and he would even laugh more when you’re around him.

Today he wanted you to come visit him at dance practice. You wanted to make it more special by bringing him lunch. You knew he would probably not be into such cheesy stuff, but you still wanted to be polite and thoughtful. You packed it securely inside your backpack and made your way to the practice studio.

~

Dance practice was already over. You were walking down the hall, arriving at the front door of the building. It wasn’t dark outside yet. You looked around and started walking along with him.

“You look beautiful today”, he said with a calm expression, hands in his pockets and eyes glued on the street. You slightly turned your head towards him, trying to hide your blush behind your scarf.

“Th-thank you”, you stuttered. You were a little taken aback by his words.

“You know, Y/N, you’re always so nice to me”, he licked his lips and continued, “like nicer than anyone else”, he chuckled quietly. This earned a nervous laugh from you.

“What do you mean?”, you gulped and waited for his answer to come.

“I mean..”, he stopped walking and looked at you. You then went and stood in front of him, heart beating fast. He was so close to you. “I mean that I really like you”, he gave you a faint smile, hoping you would understand what he meant.

“Like…? You like me?”, you muttered quietly, cheeks burning red. You noticed a faint blush on his face as well.

“Yes..”, he scratched the back of his head, “I think.. I fell for you”, he didn’t dare to look you in the eyes, but you could sense that he was very serious.

You hid your face entirely behind your scarf, trying to surpress your blush from getting bigger. Yoongi then took your hand in his and asked, “D-do you feel the same?”, in a rather quiet tone. Your hand shivered in his, but he brushed his thumb along it, trying to calm you down a little.

“Yoongi.. I..”, he came a little closer to you, waiting to hear your answer, “I fell for you, too.. a long time ago”, you gulped and smiled at him, “I’m so glad that you feel the same”.

Hoseok

I feel like Hoseok would ask his members for advice on how he could confess to you. He was kinda shy when it came to you and the others were willing to help him with his feelings. You two were very good friends, so it wasn’t too easy for him. After long debates on how he could confess and when, he finally got things sorted out. You were to spend the night at his, to have a sleepover. He would order food, play some music and prepare some movies or games. He just wanted to make a good atmosphere so you can feel like home when you’re with him.

The doorbell rang and he ran to open the door. You greeted him and he happily took you inside his house. He helped you take your jacket off and hung it somewhere near. You then made your way to the living room, where the two of you would spend the night laughing, playing games, watching movies and eating the food he had ordered. Everything was perfect and you couldn’t wish for more. You loved to be around his presence, it soothed you.

“Ah, Y/N, you are so good at this game, you always win”, he fake-cryed after another loss.

“Hobi, don’t cry~ I’m sure someday you’ll be just as good as me”, you teased and hugged his shoulders. This earned a blush from him. He then laughed nervously and tried to pry you off. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy it, he just didn’t want to spill the tea to soon. You noticed his nervous actions and ruffled his hair, only to tease him more.

“Y/N, stop it~”, he laughed and tried to move your hand away. This time you stopped, but asked him if something was wrong. It wasn’t like him to just tell you to stop. Usually he would tease you back.

“Hobi, are you alright?”, you switched to your concerned mode and gave him a warm smile.

“Wh-why shouldn’t I be?”, he stuttered slightly and stuffed some chocolate in his mouth while watching the TV screen.

“You seem.. a little nervous”, you fidgeted with the hem of your shirt.

“Well..”, he gulped and chuckled, “maybe it’s because..”, he stopped there. He wanted to tell you, but couldn’t bring himself to. He sighed quietly and leaned further into the couch. Hoseok thought about what the other members told him. But he was afraid that you wouldn’t feel the same.

“You can tell me everything, Hobi. I’ll be here no matter what”, you smiled reassuringly and put your hand on his shoulder. He turned to you and looked you in the eyes.

“It’s just..”, he gulped and stood silent for a moment. “It’s just that I see you more than a friend..”, he shifted in his seat and blushed.

You felt your heart flutter at his words, “I can’t believe you”, you chuckled quietly and hugged him tight, “Hoseok.. I like you too, more than a friend”, you answered and hid your blushing face in the crook of his neck. He then embraced you tightly, too, and couldn’t feel more happy at that moment.

Namjoon

I think Namjoon would be more confident when it comes to confessing. But that doesn’t mean he couldn’t become a blushing mess when it actually comes to the situation.

Today you’re meeting him in the park, just to spend some time together. Casually walking through the city, buying ice cream or taking pictures together. However, this time was special. Namjoon planned to finally tell you about his feelings and ask you out. He looked one last time in the mirror and checked if he’s got everything. Then he exited his house and walked to the park where the two of you would meet.

He saw you sitting on a park bench, scrolling through your phone and letting the soft summer breeze run through your locks. He loved to see you sitting there so peacefully. He loved your candid beauty. You also saw him coming towards you and blushed. You stood up to greet him and then made your way downtown into the city.

The day went by really smoothly. You had a lot of fun and couldn’t help to fall more for Namjoon. Same goes for him. He loved every minute he got to spend with you.

“Are you cold?”, he asked after seeing you shiver slightly. You were now on your way home and he decided to accompany you, like the gentleman he is.

“A little bit,” you smiled and rubbed your upper arms in order to warm yourself up a bit.

“You can have my jacket”, he said and took his jacket off, placing it around your shoulders. You suddenly felt a lot warmer, even on your cheeks.

“Thank you very much”, you smiled sweetly at him and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. He nodded and smiled back.

After some time of walking and randomly chit-chatting, you had finally arrived at your home.

“Thank you so much for walking me home”, you blushed and looked at him.

“Don’t worry about it”, he answered and smiled at you. “Hey, I must tell you something”, he then suddenly added.

“Yes? Anything”, you blinked a few times and waited for his answer.

“Umm.. I really enjoyed today, I hope we can do it again sometime soon..”, he hesitated a bit before getting to the point. You nodded and agreed in response. “Also.. I think I might have developed feelings for you, a long time ago..”, Namjoon finally said and scratched the back of his head nervously. You gasped quietly and covered your mouth, your blush deepening.

“I’m so lucky.. because I feel the same, Namjoon”, you then fidgeted with the hem if your dress and tried to avoid his gaze. He chuckled softly.

“You really do?”, he lifted your chin a little and you nodded. The next thing you knew was his lips softly pressed against yours in a gentle kiss, to which you gladly kissed back.

Jimin

Jimin would be very shy about the whole thing. He would definitely ask his members for advice and all of them would think that it’s really cute of him. He always waited for you to make the first move, but he just couldn’t wait anymore. His idea was to confess to you at your birthday. Of course, he thought that maybe you wouldn’t feel the same and that he would ruin your day by confessing, but he thought about your behavior, too, when you always blushed at what he said or just stared lovingly at him. That was something that pushed him to just trust his actions.

You were at home, celebrating your birthday with your family and friends. Everything was just perfect. You enjoyed the music and the people, exchanging words with old friends. Right now you were talking to some guests, Jimin being by your side most of the time. You noticed him being rather clingy lately, so you wondered if something was up. You took him by the hand and dragged him along an empty hallway, stopping right in the middle, where only the dim light shone above the two of you.

“Jimin? Are you feeling well? You look a little pale..”, you said with a worried voice and put your hand on his forehead to feel it’s warmth. He seemed to be alright.

“I am.. I am”, he muttered and chuckled nervously while running his hand through his hair. You sighed quietly and gave him a concerned look.

“Are you sure?”, you put your hands on your hips and waited for his response.

“Y/N… I can’t hold it in anymore”, he gulped and looked at his sweaty palms, “You know, I planned to tell you this a long while ago, but I just didn’t know how..”, he continued.

“Jimin?.. What is it?”, you blushed and came a little closer to him. He placed his hands on your shoulders and sighed.

“Y/N, I have a crush on you…”, he tried to look you in the eyes, but failed. You breathed in through your nose and pursed your lips, blushing hard. Jimin had his head hung low while he waited for your answer.

“I knew it..”, you grinned and placed your hands on your mouth, “Jimin.. I feel exactly the same”, you hugged him tight. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”.

Jimin let out a relieved sigh and stroked your lower back, “I thought you would reject me…”.

Taehyung

Taehyung would be rather chilled about the situation, thinking it’s very normal to fall for someone. But he still thought it’s very risky, yet he couldn’t help himself to fall in love with you even more everytime you shot him that contagious smile. I think he would most likely confess through actions, and not through direct words. He often found himself just spacing out lately. Even his members remarked that, but he would mostly just laugh it off. The others knew he had fallen for you and they often encouraged him to just tell you how he felt, since they knew you had fallen just as hard for him, too. Taehyung wouldn’t entirely listen to them, though, saying that he’ll do it when the time is right.

You were out shopping with him, something you two would do quite often, since he was your very best friend. However, today he was not really himself, in your opinion. He acted clingy and it seemed weird for you, but you tried to brush it off.

You spent the rest of the day just shopping and having lunch and now you two were just walking around the city at night, admiring the tall, bright buildings shining through the starry nightsky. You let a soft sigh pass your lips.

“Tae?”, you asked, not looking in his direction. He instantly came closer to you.

“Yes?”, he raised his eyebrows and looked at you.

“Do you.. have a crush on me?”, you asked bluntly, crossing your fingers in your pockets. Your hand shot directly at your mouth as you realised what you just said. Your cheeks went red and you looked at him for any sign of reaction. Taehyung gave you a crooked smile and blushed.

“Umm..”, he was a little taken aback by your sudden question. Silence lingered between the two of you and you thought of all things that can happen from now on. What if you were wrong? What if he didn’t fall for you? Anxiety fell over you as he didn’t answer your question.

“Y/N.. the truth is…”, Taehyung finally said and licked his lips, “I think.. I have fallen for you”, he continued and you were shook by his words. “I’ve been having these feelings for quite a while now…”, he chuckled nervously. You stopped walking and hugged him directly, which left him a little taken aback, but he held you in his arms nonetheless.

Jeongguk

Just like Jimin, Jeongguk would would be very shy when it comes to confessing. However, he would try his best to be a gentleman and not give you wrong impressions. You had a thought that he probably has a crush on you, since he always loved to spend a lot of time with you and ask for your attention. Jeongguk always wanted to impress you when he learned new choreographies, for example. And it always sent you butterflies to your stomach. He was always such a sweetheart.

One evening, he decided to show you some of the new comeback songs and choreographies, since he trusted you blindly. You two started to distract yourselves from the subject and just talked about random stuff while lying on the ground.

“Kookie?..”, you asked quietly.

“Yes?”, he answered right away and looked at you, smiling sweetly.

“Are you in love?”, you mumbled and blushed, rolling to his side to catch his gaze. You noticed his blush as well as he started to grin cutely. After a silent pause he finally answered.

“Maybe you’ve already noticed, but.. it’s you. It’s you who I fell in love with, Y/N”, he mumbled quietly while his blush deepened. Jeongguk couldn’t believe he actually told you his feelings. After another silent pause you finally allowed yourself to giggle and confess to him as well. He was so happy to tell his hyungs about this the next day.

This was very long! I hope I kept everyone in character and I also apologise for any mistakes of any kind. 💖 Requests are open~ • Min-Seo

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BTS’ hyung line reacts to watching their girlfriend touch herself.

Maknae line.

Requested.

Kim Seokjin

“I want you to watch me touch myself, Jinnie.” You admit in a bashful manner. You can feel your face getting rosier by the second.

“But wouldn’t my fingers feel so much better?” Jin mumbles in your ear as he lowers his head, pressing heated kisses to your shoulder. The hand that’s on your hip moves to come in between you two. He ghosts his fingers over your center. Touching you through your damp, cotton underwear softly, applying little pressure but enough to make you shiver. You hold back a whine and look up at him with the best pout you can offer.

He chuckles, “We can try it if you really want, princess.”

He gestures for you to get on your shared bed, which you do almost immediately. Your eyes never leave him as he picks up the armchair next to your dresser and places it right in front of the bed. He sits down with his legs spread wide and you can see the outline of his length through his trousers. You swipe your tongue over your bottom lip, pushing your panties down and meeting his gaze.

Within minutes there’s already a light sheen of sweat covering your body. You’re practically riding your hand because yes, Jin’s right. His fingers would feel so much better, could do so much more. You’re still becoming a mess right in front of him, though and at this point he’s painfully hard. You squeeze your eyes shut, only to open them back up a second later when you feel the bed dip.

“I need to feel you.” Jin whines, replacing your hand with his.

Min Yoongi

“Since you want to put on a little show so bad, I want you to touch yourself for me.” Yoongi bites while pushing you towards your bed gently.

“Anything for you, oppa.” You sigh out.

You crawl onto the bed, making sure to wiggle your hips in the process. The subtle, playful grin that tugs at your lips makes him want to pull you right back in front of him and show you what he’s capable of. But he lets you have your fun, even if this is a punishment. Even if this is exactly how you wanted the night to go when you made a scene earlier.

You get to work as soon as you back hits the mattress. You unbutton your shorts, pushing them down your legs only to reveal that you’ve been wearing nothing underneath them. Yoongi growls once you spread your legs wider, glistening and on full display. You tease yourself a little by rubbing the tops of your thighs.

“Kitten, get on with it.” Yoongi warns from his spot at the end of the bed. Your eyes widen and you nod. He almost reprimands you for not using your words but you let out a moan that stops him in his tracks.

Yoongi honestly thought he had enough self control to endure watching you pleasure yourself. However, every time a whimper or a small gasp slips past your plump lips, his head spins. He can’t do this anymore. Not when you’re spread out for him like this.

With no warning at all, he quickly bats your hand away and dives into your heat. His arms hook around your thighs, pulling you impossibly close as his tongue flattens against you. A whine rips from your throat and your arch your back in an attempt to grind against the muscle. Yoongi groans, ready to give you anything you want.

As long as you ask nicely, of course.

Jung Hoseok

You hadn’t meant for Hoseok to walk in on you. But you can’t deny how much you’re enjoying him standing right in front of you, watching your hand move in between your thighs with a lustful gaze that makes you shudder every time he graces you with it. He’s still sweaty and his hair is kind of mussy from practice. It only makes him even more attractive.

“You couldn’t wait until I got home, huh?” The sound of his voice startles you even though you were fully expecting it. Your fingers that are currently inside of you keep doing what they’re doing. Thrusting in and out with the same exact momentum he would use.

You don’t answer the question just to see how long you can drag this moment out. You look up at him with hazy eyes and emit something in between a moan and sigh. The tent in his pants is already growing and you have to bite back a grin at the sight.

Hoseok reaches out to give the side of your thigh a tap, “You know better. Speak when spoken to, baby.” His tone causes another wave of arousal to wash over you. His hand stays on your thigh, giving it a squeeze as another warning.

“No, I couldn’t help myself.” You whimper, your bottom lip jutting outwards in a soft pout. He only hums, trailing his hand down your leg before pulling it away from you completely and taking a seat on the bed.

Hoseok gives you a dark smirk, one that he reserves for these kind of situations, “Carry on then. I want to see how many times my pretty baby can make herself come.”

Those words are enough to make your legs feel like jello.

Kim Namjoon

“Okay, babygirl. Whatever you want.”

You almost squealed when Joon uttered those words. You’ve been toying with the idea of putting on a show for him for awhile now. So as things got more heated and he began stripping you, it just slipped out.

Would you watch me play with myself?

Truthfully Namjoon almost choked on his saliva when you asked that question. He’s eager to see what you do when he’s away, but he’s not so sure if he can handle it.

Especially now that you’re laying on your shared bed, completely bare and about to slip your fingers inside yourself. He groans under his breath. His length is strained against the soft material of his sweatpants and he gets even harder when you release a breathy moan.

You’re curling your fingers just how he would, the same way that always has you whining uncontrollably. You hear Namjoon take in a deep breath. When you look up to meet his eyes, he’s rubbing his hand over himself slowly. At that you grin and double your efforts, pumping your fingers even faster. It’s a matter of seconds before your stomach tightens and your legs tremble.

Namjoon knows you’re close to coming right away. He takes action, freeing himself from his sweats and boxers before climbing over you, “You can touch yourself all you want but I’m still the only one that can make you come, got it?”

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wicked games || min yoongi (m)

⇁ pairing: Yoongi x Reader

⇁ genre: smut || producer!Yoongi

⇁ warnings: dom/sub undertones, choking, (a whole lot of) hair pulling, semi-public(?) sex, manhandling, cheating, kitchen sex, bathroom sex; look this is filthy, everything is a warning || unedited

⇁ word count: 4k+

⇁ summary: What happens when, at a very unfortunate family reunion, you meet the man you’ve slept with a week prior, only he’s definitely out of reach this time? You have to pretend you don’t know each other, until you’re home alone at least. That’s when the fun begins. But what if you get caught?

⇁  next : after party

⇁ song rec: The Weeknd - Wicked Games

⇁ A/N: for those who have read Shameless, this is an alternative to part 9, but you are NOT required to read Shameless in order to understand this one shot!

masterlist here

September 29, 2017 3:24 PM ;; your parents’ kitchen

You put the orange juice carton back in the fridge and leaned against the counter, sipping at the liquid while watching Yoongi sit on the couch in the living room, phone in hand, furiously tapping at the screen. You licked your lips and took another sip, putting the glass down. As you approached him, you took in the way his eyebrows scrunched together in concentration, smiling to yourself as he either didn’t seem to notice you approaching, or he didn’t care. A quick turn and you were behind him on the couch and with a glance around the house and backyard, just to make sure nobody had yet returned, you leaned forward and pressed your hands into his shoulders, making him jump then immediately relax under your touch.

“What are you doing?” he whispered as if anyone could hear, looking up at you from his position, phone still in hand. That gave you the time to see that he was, in fact, texting Namjoon, and you didn’t feel bad for perhaps bothering him while he was working on a song.

“Am I interrupting anything?” you smiled and applied a bit of pressure to his shoulders, starting to slowly roll them with your palms, feeling him relax under your touch. He closed his eyes and shook his head, leaning forward to allow you better access.

“No, but I thought we were supposed to pretend we never met, for the sake of everyone’s sanity?” he poked an eye open and you just winked and applied more pressure once again, making him groan and close his eyes.

“You’re so tense, Daddy."  

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Masterlist

UPDATED: 27/12/18

REACTIONS

Callling him ‘daddy’ [Smut] 

You dancing sexily on stage [Smut] 

Revealing your relationship in an interview

Surprising him with handcuffs [Smut] 

Being younger than he thought

Saving him from a sasaeng

You acting needy [Smut] 

Teasing him under the table [Smut]

Dating another member but he likes you

All the members having a crush on you

Catching him touching himself [Smut]

Watching you pleasuring yourself [Smut] 

Being a dancer and overworking yourself 

You come from a verbally abusive household

Sending him a dirty picture [Smut]

Another member walking in on you two [Smut]

Giving him a lap dance + strip tease [Smut]

Overhearing you talking about your crush on him

Catching him staring at you

Waking him up with a blowjob [Smut]

You being quiet [Smut]

Sitting on his lap in public [Smut]

You wearing his clothes

Clenching around him [Smut]

Someone flirting with you

The members teasing him about his crush on you

You not wearing panties [Smut]

You squirting [Smut]

He’s in love with his bestfriend

Moaning another members name in bed [Smut]

Asking for a threesome with another member [Smut]

Calling your father ‘daddy’ and he replies

Asking him to a sex tape [Smut]

Waking him up for sex [Smut]

Interrupting him with a kiss

Riding his face [Smut] 

Cuddling him in your sleep

Catching you reading smut about him [Smut]

Seeing you without makeup for the first time

Giving him road head [Smut]

You being shorter than him

Riding his thigh [Smut]

He comforts you after your crush rejects you

Praise kink [Smut] 

Making him blush

You get jealous

Walking in on you changing

You being shipped with another member 

You taking control [Smut]

Waking up next to you

Dirty talking him [Smut]

You acting clingy

Teasing him in front of the other members [Smut]

FAKE TEXTS

Accidentally sending another member a nude

Being jealous of your male bestfriend

Late night texts

Accidentally revealing your crush to him

Being jealous of another member

EXPOSING YOUR CRUSH SERIES

Bangtan exposing your crush on Jin

Bangtan exposing your crush on Yoongi

Bangtan exposing your crush on Hoseok

Bangtan exposing your crush on Namjoon

Bangtan exposing your crush on Jimin

Bangtan exposing your crush on Taehyung

Bangtan exposing your crush on Jungkook

DAILY TEXTS SERIES 

None yet, please request!

FAKE SC

None yet, please request!

DRABBLES

Sex with BTS [Smut]

Friends with benefits with BTS [Smut] 

BOYFRIEND SERIES

Yoongi as your boyfriend would include…

Hoseok as your boyfriend would include…

Jimin as your boyfriend would include…

Taehyung as your boyfriend would include…

Jungkook as you boyfriend would include…

INDIVIDUAL TEXTS

Long distance and saying I love you for the first time with Hoseok

SCENARIOS 

Mistake (M) Yoongi x Reader

Chapter two (DISCONTINUED)

SHIT MEMES

Bangtan being adorable

Hope world was a masterpiece

Kim Seokjin, teen mom

Namjoon is a beauty pt2 → pictures

Yoongi and Hoseok are weeaboos

Yoongi and his soft spot for Hoseok

Barefaced Yoongi: a concept

Suga stans be shook

Taehyung in Cypher pt 5

Taehyung, a goddamn snac

Jungkook being a lil shit

Jungkook having no friends (relatable) 

Girl!Yoongi giving us exactly what we want

I hope you enjoy my reactions, and requests are open! (✿◠‿◠)

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REWIND MASTERLIST

The collective masterlist of all the fics included in my Rewind series. Each fic takes place in a different time period. I try to be as educated of each era as I can in order to add to the authenticity of the fic but please keep in mind I was born in 1999. I apologize for any discrepancies. Enjoy!

heavy sugar || myg

↳ 1920’s au

↳ smut, mafia au, gangster!yoongi x flapper!reader

read here | moodboard (LOL LINKS ARE BROKEN AGAIN to read Heavy Sugar please go to my masterlist)

in the mood || ksj

↳ 1940’s au

↳ smut, impreg kink, post war/hollywood au, soldier/actor!jin x wife!reader

read here | moodboard (LOL LINKS ARE BROKEN AGAIN to read In The Mood please go to my masterlist)

hot rod || jhs

↳ 1950’s au

↳ smut, virgin kink, greaser!hoseok x virgin!reader

↳ collab with @httpjeon

read here | moodboard

groovy || kth

↳ 1970’s au

↳ fluff, smut, f2l, record shop!taehyung x reader

read here | moodboard

bitchin’ || jjk

↳ 1980’s au

↳ smut, e2l, fake lovers/college au, frat boy!jungkook x reader

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novocaine || pjm

↳ 1990’s au

↳ smut, angst, exes au, punk boy!jimin x reader

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barbie girl || knj

↳ early 2000’s au

↳ smut, pwp, football player!namjoon x cheerleader!reader

read here | moodboard

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Min Yoongi // “What do you think our kids will be like?”

I was actually trying to write another request this morning but then I figured that this one can kind of lead me into the set up of the other request-I don’t know if that makes any sense, but it does in my head…

And to the anon who requested this prompt, I hope you’ve been enjoying them!

Masterlist Prompts

Words: 1145 Fluff

Clutching the steering wheel, you felt your eyes water-all the tears you’d been holding back on the verge of escaping. You were grateful you hadn’t broken down inside in front of everyone and was generally surprised you’d even made it to the car.

Feeling the tears start to slide down your cheek, you were trying to decide whether they were more out of happiness or fear-or simply both.

You began to laugh-unsure of how to react.

Leaning back in your seat, your eyes slowly drifted down-a smile settling on your face as you placed a hand flat against your abdomen.

You knew you had to tell Yoongi, but you had no idea how you were going to bring it up. Before this moment, starting a family was definitely in both your near futures-but this near? You weren’t sure how he would react to the news.

Yoongi loved you and you certainly knew he would be supportive, but in the back of your mind you still feared it was too soon for you both. You hadn’t been married for much longer than a year and you were both still at the peaks of your careers.

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BTS REACTION #23

↳ they forget your birthday

thedoggoshizz said: saw that your request are ope! is it okay to request a reaction where BTS forgets your birthday accidentally because they get caught up in work? thank you love~~

oh worm. i usually love angst, but this prompt always makes me really sad. this is probably my longest reaction yet. they’re legit all short drabbles. don’t tell anyone but it’s because i’m trying to avoid homework

jin

You woke up enthusiastic, ready to take on your day headfirst. You knew that Jin couldn’t avoid practice for the day altogether, so he wasn’t there when you woke up, but nonetheless, you were excited for what he had prepared. In all of the years before, he had left notes all over the house and baked a cake that he left on the counter for you to taste once you woke up.

The nightstand was always where he left the first note, because it was an obvious place. You turned over in the bed to look for it, but it wasn’t anywhere to be seen. Hmm, you thought, not suspecting much of the action. Perhaps he was just switching it up a little so that you were more surprised?

You searched everywhere you thought he could have hidden the notes, and when you ran out of hope, you started looking around the kitchen for any signs of a cake. There were none. The counter, the fridge, and even the trash can were all entirely void of anything that looked like a cake.

There were no other explanations that you could come up with besides he had forgotten. You wanted to be mature and not freak out over it, but the fact that his quirky celebrations ended so suddenly slightly upset you. If anything, he could have given you a warning.

You decided to make the best of your day without him. There were plenty of people who wanted to celebrate with you, and all you had to do was call them. For the hours that you had to yourself for the day, you made them about you and forgot all about what Jin forgot.

You stumbled into your home much, much later than Jin arrived only to find him pacing around the living room. When his eyes met yours, he took off in your direction, tugging you in for a long, tight hug. “Where have you been?” he asked in a high pitched voice. “You haven’t answered any of my texts or calls.”

You picked up the device in your hand lazily as an answer. “Phone died,” you slurred, dropping down on the couch. “Did you bother to check the date while you were texting me?”

He paused, considering you. “You’re drunk,” he stated.

You nodded. “Yeah, I am. You didn’t answer my question.” He scoffed, walking to the kitchen to grab you a glass of water. When he came back, his face had lost all color.

“Today…” he started, setting the glass down in front of you. “It’s your birthday, isn’t it?”

“Glad you finally noticed.” He ran his hands dragged down his face as his realized exaclty just how bad he screwed up. 

“I mixed up my dates,” he tried to explain. “I’m incredibly sorry. How can I make it up to you?”

Your body slumped deeper into the couch cushions as you wondered what you were most dissapointed about missing out on. “You could make me a cake,” you suggested, blowing a strand of hair out of your face.

“That’s all you need to forgive me?”

“Well, no,” you answered with a huff, “but it’s a start.”

He nodded too many times, thinking over all the things he would need to prepare to make his girlfriend happy again. “Okay, I can definitely do that.” He moved next to you and put his hands on your shoulders, massaging them gently. “How about I make the rest of this week about you?” he offered. “I can leave work early, make you five-star meals, and clean the house as many times as you need me to. I might even be able to call in sick one of those days. We can do whatever you want.”

Your head lolled to one side, and Jin realized that you were already halfway asleep. He sighed, moving to pick you up bridal style off of the couch so that he could take you to bed. Once he set you down where you belonged, he kissed your forehead sweetly. “I swear I’ll make it up to you, Jagiya.”

yoongi

Yoongi was never big on birthday celebrations, so you weren’t surprised when you didn’t wake up to balloons and streamers covering your whole apartment, but you at least expected a short text. It didn’t even have to have emojis in it. You weren’t picky. His lack of contact with you for the majority of the day was concerning. He might be a distant person, but he was still your boyfriend.

“Hey, Yoongi,” you said into the voice receiver once you finally build up the courage to just call him. “I know you’re busy and all, but can you come over after practice? It’s important.” You left the voicemail, knowing that he probably wouldn’t listen to it for another few hours, but to your surprise, it only took about thirty minutes.

Yoongi [5:37pm]: Can’t. Practice will be late.

You [5:38pm]: It’s fine if it is. You can still come afterwards.

No reply came in for another two hours, despite the fact that he read the text, and you were beginning to get fed up. 

You [7:26pm]: Let me rephrase that. You’re going to want to come over, or you’ll regret it.

You smiled at how intimidating you sounded. You hoped that it would knock some sense back into him.

Yoongi [7:27pm]: Are you threatening me, baby? Cause I think I might like it.

An idea propped in your head once you read the words on your screen. You didn’t reply back to him. You knew that he was going to show up, so instead of feeling anxious, you put on your best lingerie and waited for your victim.

When Yoongi walked in the door, you were spread out on your bed, head thrown back in ecstasy. Perfect timing, you thought. Yoongi’s face was full of complete shock when he processed what was happening but his eyes went hooded in seconds.

“This is why you called me to come here? Just so that you could show me how much you were breaking my rules?” he said through a growl.

You smirked, knowing full well how much you were already probably driving him crazy. “No. I’m showing you what you’re not allowed to have tonight,” you responded, purposefully moaning a little louder.

He licked his lips, settling into your desk chair. You cursed yourself silently, realizing then that he was probably into the idea of just watching you. “So, what did I do to deserve this little show?”

Your face heated up, slighlty in anger and slightly in embarrassment from everything that was going on. “Y-you still don’t f-fucking know, do you?”

“I really don’t have a clue what you’re on about, babe.” He didn’t seem too interested in learning, but you slipped your fingers out of yourself, anyway, and pulled a blanket over your body to cover you. Yoongi frowned. “Why’d you stop? You were so close.”

“It’s my birthday, Yoongi,” you stated bluntly, not bothering to answer his question first.

His eyes widened immediately when he pulled out the phone to check the date. “I’m such an idiot,” he mumbled. As he brought his eyes to meet yours, you could how bad he felt. Like any confident man would do, though, he got up out of his chair and moved to hover over you on the bed. He kissed you neck, working his way down your body, despite the whine of protest that you gave him. “I know that you are probably incredibly angry right now and you think that there’s nothing I can do to make it better again, but let me help you relax a little, and then I promise, I will do anything else you ask of me. Whatever it takes for you to forgive me. I’m all yours.”

“Yoongi…”

“Don’t try to protest. You deserve the attention, birthday girl.”

hoseok

With everything in Hoseok’s life, everything was either the most important thing ever or it was nothing important at all, and being that it was your first birthday celebrated with him as your boyfriend, you weren’t sure if you should expect him to say “happy birthday” and move on or if he would get you an oversized air balloon to picnic in for the day. Honestly, either option seemed reasonable, knowing him.

He had seemed pretty excited over the course of the week when you told him over and over again how much you couldn’t wait for your birthday. He was aware that it was an important event to you, and although it was fine if it wasn’t important to him, you still expected some kind of acknowledgement by then. A present would be ideal, but beggars can’t be choosers.

He usually showed up at your house at some point every weekend, and Sunday was coming close to an end, so you wondered where he was. Instead of mulling over it, you decided to go to the dorms. 

When you got there, you found him tucked beneath a tall pile of blankets and his mattress, sucked deep in the hole of watching endless YouTube videos. He barely even acknowledged you walking in.

“Hobi?” you asked hesitantly.

“Hey, baby,” he mumbled. “You want to come watch some baby cat videos with me?” You sighed.

“Actually, I was hoping that we could talk,” you stated softly and hesitantly. At those specific words, Hoseok put his phone away and patted the space besides him. You cleared your throat after taking a seat. “Did you, um, forget about my birthday?”

His jaw dropped, and he pulled out his phone to check the date. “Today?” he said in awe. Then, there was sadness in his words. “I did, baby. I’m sorry for it being so late, but happy birthday.” He got up to walk to his closet. “I was actually excited about your present, but I lost track of the days.” He retrieved a box from one of the top shelves and placed in next to you. “Here. I got this last week.”

Without question or protest, you tore open the wrapping to reveal his gift. Inside the paper, the was a designer gold watch that matched his own, but with your name engraved in the side. “Hoseok, this is beautiful,” you said in amazement while you examined the accessory.

“Really? You like it?” he asked, not believing you. You nodded enthusiastically. “I’m sorry I didn’t give it to you earlier. I’m such a jerk for not remembering.” You laughed, not even bothered by the thought anymore. He cared a lot and it was evident, despite the face that he was a little late.

“Hey, don’t worry,” you stated, reaching your hand out to cup his cheek. “There will be many more to come where you can redeem yourself.” You pointed at the watch in your hand happily. “This is a pretty great start, though.”

namjoon

Yet another important occasion missed, you thought. The last times, you truly couldn’t have been bothered. It didn’t matter as much when Namjoon was only missing dates due to prolonged practices. You could understand. Truly, you could even understand if Namjoon hadn’t been able to make any time to celebrate your birthday, but forgetting it altogether was a different story. Couldn’t he at least spare you a text?

You tried to convince yourself that there were other explanations or other circumstances that made your problem very insignificant, but you seriously just couldn’t wrap your head around why your loving, caring boyfriend of so many years lost track of such an important day. He had always been one to be big on birthdays, celebrating each one like it was a sweet sixteen or something. He had always been so consumed with making things like that important to you. 

Now, though, as you stared at the birthday cake that Seokjin had sent you, you wondered what had changed the man you fell in love with. Fame, perhaps, but you would never accept that even if it was true. He would never let the spotlight alter the amount of love that he held for the people around him.

Continuing to worry about it wasn’t worth it anymore. You had been sitting alone in the living room with no true purpose for longer than you could process. It was time to give up on being patient. You went to your room confused and alone.

When Namjoon came back, it was definitely past midnight. Definitely past the time for him to say “Happy Birthday” and it still be reasonable. The sounds of his approaching footsteps made you bury your face in your pillow a little bit more. You had trouble falling asleep without him, especially when there was something pressing on your mind, but you were sure that you weren’t  going to let him catch a glimpse of your tear-filled eyes.

He walked in the room with a heavy sigh. “I messed up today,” he stated, words filled with more disappointment than you could process. He wasn’t supposed to make you feel bad, nor did you think that he was trying to, and yet, he still was.

“You think?” you asked in response, focusing hard on not letting your voice break when you spoke. Namjoon sighed again. After a pregnant pause, you felt his weight in the space beside you on the bed.

“I know that it probably doesn’t help make either one of us feel better, but I did get you a present yesterday. It just slipped my mind that today was, you know, the day.” You didn’t make any effort to turn towards him, even though you knew the gift was in his hand. “When Jin asked me what I was doing to make up for the fact that I had to work on your birthday, I just…went into a full on panic. I know that you probably don’t want to forgive me, and I completely understand that, but just know that I will do whatever you want to make it up to you.” He leaned over your body slightly, careful not to touch you in any way, to put a small box on your nightstand. “I’ll leave this here in case you want to open it, but if you don’t, then that’s fine.” Another sigh fell from his lips as he got up off of the bed. “I’ll go sleep at the dorms tonight.”

At that, you shot up, grabbing his wrist. “No,” you stated firmly. Then, you looked down at the bed, knowing how desperate you looked from his part. “I, um, can’t sleep without you,” you explained softly, “and, if there’s anything I need right now, it’s to sleep this off.”

He nodded softly, hesitating before he lowered himself back down onto the bed. “I really am sorry,” he whispered, interlocking his fingers with yours underneath the blankets.

“Yeah,” you replied with a halfhearted shrug. “We can talk about it tomorrow.”

jimin

At first, when you checked what day your birthday fell on, you were (probably) unreasonably excited. It was the first day that Jimin had off in a long time. You thinking like you usually did, there was a lot you thought that you would gain from this fact.

For one, you would have a much better birthday as long as your boyfriend stayed around. Much to your surprise, though, you were wrong. For the whole day, he did nothing to indicate that he knew it was your birthday. 

You continued to glare at him, thinking he wouldn’t notice your angry gaze in his direction. Even though he was entirely aware that you had some kind of problem with him, he made no efforts to ask you what is was, because he was determined to find out what he did wrong.

After a few more hours, he just gave up.

“Can you just tell me what I did?” he asked, turning to meet your harsh stare. “I’ve gone over every single thing that could have upset you, and I can’t come up with anything.” You rolled your eyes, walking out of the room.

“Check the calendar,” you mumbled as you sauntered away from him.

Jimin was perplexed, but once he looked at his calendar, everything seemed to make a lot more sense.

“Oh,” he said to himself, looking at the date and the reminder right under it stating ‘Y/N’s birthday!’. “Oh, fuck.”

He made his way into the bedroom slowly, trying to think of all the nice things he could say to make it up to you. “Happy birthday, my love,” he tried once he was close enough to you.

You didn’t even glance up from your phone.

“I’m sorry,” Jimin tried a second time.

“Not good enough,” you replied monotonously. 

He sighed, running a hand through your hair. “What do I have to do to make it better?” he asked, walking over to your figure, starting to brainstorm suggestions. “Give you a full body massage? Perform private shows for you? Buy you as many designer clothes that a girl could ever want? Cook you dinner every day for the next year?”

You chuckled, lightening up a little. “You can’t back those promises up,” you said, trying to bite back your smile.

“Maybe not the last one, but I can do the other three.” You glanced up from your phone screen.

“Well, I definitely want those private shows,” you stated, and Jimin immediately moved to the center of the room, his performer persona taking over.

He winked at you as he started playing some music. “You got it,” he responded confidently.

taehyung

You expected a big surprise to be waiting at your door, because Taehyung never left you in suspense for too long. In fact, he never really left you in suspense at all. He was always one to make you feel like a little kid again every year on your birthday. By then, you should have received twenty messages at least telling you how much he loved you and how much he wanted you to have a great day.

Checking your recent messages over and over again didn’t help your pain, but it made you realize just how stupid you were being about the situation. He had forgotten. Plain and simple.

If it was anyone else, you would have more leniency for understanding why they forgot. Of course, Taehyung’s whole world didn’t revolve around you, nor should it, but he prided himself on never missing out on the most important things in your life, and yet, here he was, breaking an unspoken promise.

“Taehyung, you better pick up your goddamn phone or I’m gonna to rip one of your plushie’s heads off,” you growled into the receiver, hoping that he would answer at some point. You called four times before you realized that you might need to reassess your anger. Maybe you weren’t being reasonable. Maybe something terrible and/or drastic happened to your boyfriend, therefore making him unavailable to answer your endless calls. Before you could finish contemplating how reasonable it was to make a fifth one, he busted through the front door, panting like a madman.

“Please don’t touch the plushies,” he whispered between breaths.

You quirked an eyebrow. “That’s all you have to say?” you questioned from your place on the couch. 

He raised a single finger to signify you to wait a second, and then took a few more deep breaths. “I did not forget your birthday,” he stated pointing at you now. “Well, I did at first, because my alarm went off in the morning, and I just got up and went to practice like I usually do because I was tired and wasn’t thinking, and once I got to practice, the guys were looking at me funny because I told them that I was staying home with you, and it all processed in my mind then, and then I remembered that I didn’t have time to go pick up your present last night because I stayed in for practice a little bit longer to make up for the fact that I wasn’t going to go in today, and then I felt bad for forgetting your birthday in the first place so ended up getting you three presents instead of one.” He placed three boxes on your lap. You stared at them. “Happy birthday, princess.”

You blinked, looking back at forth between the boxes and him. “That was an incredibly long run on sentence.”

He groaned, burying his face in his hands. “Can you please just tell me if you’re going to forgive me or not so I can know how to react?”

“You didn’t even say that you were sorry,” you pointed out.

He placed himself in the place beside you on the couch, wrapping his arms around your torso tightly and burying his face in your neck. “I am so, so, so very sorry for disrespecting my role as your supportive boyfriend and your future husband.” You giggled, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to stay mad even if you tried. “Open your presents,” he whispered.

Without hesitation, you took apart the boxes, happy to find three different pieces of beautiful jewelry in front of you. “Tae…” you mumbled, knowing how expensive they probably were.

“I also got you a dress last week and put it in your closet, but you never noticed it, so if you want to, there’s still time to put all of this on and go to dinner.” He pulled his face away from your neck and looked at you with questioning eyes.

You bit your lip, considering not going, but you knew that it wasn’t worth it. “You know that I can’t stay mad at you,” you mumbled, tugging him closer to kiss his nose.

jungkook

There was a part of you that was trying very, very hard to not be angry at your clueless boyfriend. After all, there were many times when he forget his hyungs birthday—even his own sometimes—so you didn’t want to blame him.

However, he promised, repeated his words every day for a whole entire week, that he would not miss out on the dinner date he had scheduled for the two of you, despite the fact that he had work for the majority of the day.

You counted on his promise for a while. At least, until it was a hour after he promised to take you out and he still hadn’t shown up to your apartment to pick you up. There was nothing that could change the disappointment that you felt, mostly because he had cancelled many of your last few dates in favor of extra practice. The first time, it was reasonable, but now, you were starting to get upset.

With a frustrated groan, you kicked your heels to the other side of the room, abandoned your bodycon dress, and poured yourself a glass of wine. It was going to be a long night.

However, if Jungkook wouldn’t give you the attention that you needed, you figured you would just have to do it yourself.

You put your hair in a bun and set yourself up a nice, warm bath, letting yourself relax for a few minutes. Then, you heard Jungkook walk in the front door.

“Y/N?” he called once he made his way over to the bedroom looking for you.

“In here,” you said back, emotionless. He opened the door to the bathroom and met your eyes apologetically. 

“I guess there’s no chance that you’re still going to go on this date with me, is there?” he asked, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth. You shook your head, sinking deeper into the water, and he got on his knees beside the bathtub, brushing your stray hairs away from your face.

“Will you accept my apology?” You shrugged.

“Depends on how convincing you are,” you answered, not meeting his eyes.

He tucked his finger underneath your chin, beckoning you to look at him. “You know, I can be pretty persuasive,” he stated, but his smile wasn’t reaching his eyes. “Though, I don’t have any excuses. I know that I should have remembered. I’ve been hyping today up for like a week straight, and I know it must suck to be let down like this. I’m sorry.”

Finally, you lips turn upwards the slightest bit. “That’s not the greatest apology,” you started, making him raise an eyebrow, “but, there are still ways that you can make it up to me.”

He licked his lips, knowing what you were insinuating. “Really? How so?”

“Well,” you explained, taking a quick look at the time on your phone, “we still have about two hours to make this the best birthday night of my life. Think you’re up for a challenge?”

Jungkook immediately lifted his hand up to the back of your neck, pulling you in close for a deep kiss. “Always,” he said with a smirk against your lips.

[yoongixnx]

BTS reaction: You disobey them

JIN

You had promised Jin, you would be home early. You were out with your friends and promised Jin that you would be home around 8pm. Jin sat on the chair as his leg tapped with anger. He looked at the time and saw it was past 12. You walked though the door smiling but as soon you spotted your frowned looking down.

“Go upstairs. Take your clothes off and then we will talk again.”

RM

Namjoon was sitting on his almost like throne, watching you as your moved was ganged and a toy was inserted in you. You had one rule not to make a noise. But you did make a noise, you couldn’t help. Namjoon eyes went dark.

“Naughty. Now let’s see how you feel when I turn this all up.”

SUGA

Suga watched you as he thrusted into you, his hand was pinning your hands down as his hips thrusted in to your hips. You walls got tighter around and him and came heavily. He growls feeling your cum and grabbed your neck not hard. But enough to make you gasp a bit.

“That was againist the rule’s baby girl. Now you’ve annoyed daddy. Get on your knees.”

JHOPE

Hoseok had demanded that you wouldn’t wear a bra whilst dancing, or any underwear under your clothes. He wanted to see things jiggle, he watched you dance but noticed that your were wearing a bra. He stood up going to you ripping off. Bending you over slapping your backside hard.

“You want to disobey me? What a bad move.”

JIMIN

Jimin had made you cum many times and he wasn’t stopping. You were riding him, his hands on your hips as he thrusted up on. Your back arched as you came yet again. Your body was about to fall but he stopped you. Smirking, he shook his head.

“No. No babe. You are not getting away this easier. Now be a good girl, and suck me off.”

V

Taehyung watched you, as you sucked him off. You took his whole length in your mouth. His hand was tangled into your hair pushing you down. As he licked his lips as he stared at you. Suddenly he saw you touching yourself and that was a no go. He grabbed your hair throwing you on the bed. Starting to undo his belt.

“You want yourself so badly, you disobey me?! Now you will fucking pay.”

JUNGKOOK

Jungkook had demanded that you walked around with no clothes on, so he could watch your body all the time, he looked at you up and down. Everytime  you walk past him. Suddenly, you started to get cold and put on a jumper and as you walked past Jungkook. You heard him growl.

“Naughty girl. I said no clothes. Come bend over my lap.”

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