#JUNGKOOK BILLBOARD DOMINATION

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Jungkook tiene canciones en el Top 10 de Hot 100, Billboard Global 200 y en Global Excl.US ¡Gráfico de esta semana!

This week's Hot100 top 10 (chart dated Nov. 18, 2023).

5 Standing Next To You Jung Kook

"Standing Next To You" de Jungkook de su album 'GOLDEN' debuta en el puesto número 5 en Billboard Hot 100

This week's Global Excl. U.S. top 10 (chart dated Nov. 18, 2023)

1 Standing Next To You Jung Kook

2 Seven Jung Kook ft. Latto

5 3D Jung Kook & Jack Harlow

This week's #Global200 top 10 (chart dated Nov. 18, 2023)

1 Standing Next To You Jung Kook

2 Seven Jung Kook ft. Latto

9 3D Jung Kook & Jack Harlow

JungKook es ahora el solista de K-Pop con más entradas en la historia del Hot 100 (6).

- Seven (#1) - 3D (#5) - Standing Next To You (#5) - Left And Right (#22) - Too Much (#44) - Stay Alive (95)

JungKook rompió el récord de Psy y es ahora el solista coreano con más entradas al Top 10 en la historia de la lista (6)

Jungkook (3) se convierte en el Solista de K-Pop con más entradas TOP 10 en el Billboard Hot 100 de la historia, superando a PSY!

Jungkook se convierte en el segundo artista Kpop/coreano con más éxitos #1 en la historia de la lista de sencillos Billboard Global 200, ¡superando a Bp!

1.@BTS_twt — 7 2. #JungKook — 3 (+1)

JUNGKOOK se convierte en el PRIMER y ÚNICO solista asiático en ubicar 3 canciones simultáneamente en el Top 10 y ocupar los dos primeros lugares en Billboard Global 200.

Billboard Digital Song Sales

1. Standing Next To You (NEW)

"Standing Next to You" debuta en el puesto número 1 en ventas de canciones digitales

BTS canciones solistas en Billboard Hot 100 #1 Seven & Like Crazy Jimin

Los miembros de #BTS tienen ahora 23 entradas en Billboard Hot 100

¡Artistas de Kpop con más éxitos TOP 10 en el Billboard Hot 100 en la HISTORIA!

1. #BTS — 10 songs 2. #JUNGKOOK — 3 songs (+1) 3. PSY — 2 songs 4. #Jimin — 1 song

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[smolwritingchick]

Becoming a Pro-Ridah? Part 1

This was done so I'll drop this now. Still working on the other requests but this idea popped into my head weeks ago and has been in the drafts. Little smol suggestive brainstorm. This is probably going to be around 2017. I was thinking around the Billboard Awards that this could happen. I guess character development and training for when Jennie starts to become a switch in the bedroom with Jungkook??

Summary: Jen informs Angelina of Jungkook's request to try something new in the bedroom and seeks advice

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"Oooo so he wants you to ride him? Now that's one of my favorite positions!" Angelina cheered.

Seated in Angelina's hotel room, Jennie had informed her how Jungkook wanted to try a new position that involved her being on top. The only issue Jen had was her nervousness in trying it as well as losing control since she seemed to submit easily to him in the bedroom.

"You do it often?" Jen asked.

"Hell yeah, that's my number one. I am the best pro rider there is. And also I've had my fair share of NDAs when I had my little hoe phase. It was so much fun. So, do you need help from the best of the best? I got you. How are you two, anyway? You two good in that department?"

"Yes, girl and I'm loving every moment of it. He's very attentive to my needs and always makes me feel amazing,"

"As a man should. Yet you're still submissive as ever," she giggled.

"Listen! I tried but it's hard,"

"I was like that until I built myself up to show off that dominant side. It's really fun. You should try it while you're riding him. Being in complete control,"

"You see I've thought about it a lot but one sultry look from him and I'm gone. His eye contact is intense, Angelina. Like the way he undresses me with his eyes when we're intimate…it's hard. I be ready to do anything he wants while I'm under him,"

The rapper laughed. "Wow, you're locked in. Also, I've seen a lot of videos and photos of the way you stare at him. It's pretty cute to see how mesmerized you are with your man. But yeah we gotta fix this. It's time to help you become a switch. It's nice to get bent like a pretzel as your man knocks the Mario coins out of you but it's also fun to be in control and have your way. I love it when a man begs and moans for me. It's the greatest thing ever. And that my friend is what we need to work on with you so you can make Jungkook moan and beg for you,"

"Girl…I'm the one that's going to be doing the begging,"

"Oh no, honey, by the time I'm done teaching you my ways, he'll be putty in your hands. For starters, he's going to have to be tied up. I feel like that'll help you when his hands aren't on you and he can be at your mercy. And since you squirm under his gaze, why not blindfold him for a little bit? You could do that a few times until you start gaining confidence in being able to look at him in the eyes while you're putting on a show,"

"Hm…" Miss Bangtan thought about it with a smile. "I like that,"

"Good. Now come on, lesson number one~!"

[struggle-but-its-all-ocean-floor]

This is kind of random, but it occurred to me after scrolling through yet another debate about jikook's solo rollouts that people argue so much about the western reception to their music and the numbers stemming from that but the members' daily experience of their relative popularity is rooted in the public response in Korea. This is mostly with regards to pjms constantly victimizing jimin, who is (I think inarguably) the most popular member in Korea. Like how badly could he possibly feel about hybe (allegedly) not pushing him onto American radio when, in his day-to-day life as a korean man who spends almost all of his time in Korea, he dominated. I just wonder how the members view their popularity outside of Korea and if it's only in a vague sense - the numbers probably feel great, but, since they're already some of the most famous people in their home country and have been for years, does it feel all that different for someone like jungkook to come back home after doing so well in the west when he's already at peak-fame in Korea? I've seen people worry that he'll become arrogant or something, but I think it's worthwhile to look at the radio and charts that he's engaging with daily, and it's still a fairly competitive place where ggs have been dominating recently. And, not that it's a bad thing or something to be competitive over, he's probably aware that he's not the most popular member in Korea. Idk if that matters to him at all, but I just thought it was interesting that the popularity discourse so often surrounds western metrics, which are interesting, sure, but probably don't speak much to how the members experience their own rollouts

Hey, sorry for the nearly 2 (3?) weeks it took me to reply!

I'm not sure I agree with you. Every time a member goes live there are thousands of comments in different languages. Fans post in multiple languages on Weverse or use translating apps. We already know that BTS care about some Billboard and Spotify records. They tour the US more than Korea. BTS care about all fans, and if all they wanted was to be big in Korea, they wouldn't have come this far. They've probably never felt more famous than in the US, where they can easily steal the spotlight from the biggest celebrities in the world.

I doubt Jimin cares about being promoted in the West, or even being promoted at all, because he made Face for himself and Army - and it doesn't matter if it's Korean or I-Army.

Western metrics really mean the US, right? Like, mostly. That's the biggest music market, and the market BTS devote themselves the most to. So, it's hard to imagine their fame there means nothing to them. I don't think either Jungkook or Jimin released music to achieve fame in the West, but assuming it means nothing to them because they're already big in Korea... It doesn't make sense to me.

As to how the members experience their own rollouts, they do better in the US than they do in Korea. If all they care about is Korean success, I'm sure they feel disappointed, because even Seven did a million times better outside Korea.

Also, is Jimin really the most popular member? If he is, imo, right now, the gap between himself and Jungkook isn't that big.

Thanks for the ask!

[delivermytuneo6]

Is BTS Going Solo? What the Future Holds

BTS, the global sensation that has redefined the music industry, has captivated fans worldwide with their unique blend of music, storytelling, and artistry. However, the recent whispers of members going solo have sparked curiosity, excitement, and concern within the ARMY and the global music community. So, is BTS truly going solo, or is this just a natural progression in their artistic journey?

The Origins of the Speculation

The speculation about BTS members pursuing solo careers isn’t entirely new. Over the years, many members have hinted at their desire to explore individual projects. These aspirations are not uncommon in the music industry, especially for a group as talented as BTS. However, the buzz grew louder after the group's announcement of a temporary hiatus to focus on personal growth and solo endeavors. While this decision was met with mixed reactions, it underscored the members' desire to evolve as individual artists.

What Does Solo Mean for BTS?

The idea of "going solo" doesn't necessarily mean the end of BTS as a group. In fact, many fans have pointed out that BTS has always encouraged individual creativity. Tracks like RM's "Mono," J-Hope's "Hope World," and Suga's "D-2" are examples of how the members have explored solo music while still being part of the group. This balance between individual and group work is what makes BTS unique.

For instance, their ability to produce both group masterpieces and solo projects is reminiscent of how artists featured in the Billboard Music Chart Achievement Award have managed their careers. BTS's potential solo ventures might not only elevate their personal artistry but also cement their collective legacy.

The Impact on the ARMY

For fans, the news of solo projects is a double-edged sword. On one hand, it’s exciting to see members showcase their unique styles and talents. On the other, there's an understandable fear that solo endeavors could lead to the group drifting apart. However, BTS has always maintained that their bond as a group remains strong, and their solo work is a testament to their trust in one another.

K-pop fans are no strangers to this dynamic. Many iconic tracks from the Top 10 Best Kpop Songs have come from artists who have explored solo careers while remaining part of their groups. BTS's approach could set a new standard for balancing individual and group artistry.

Solo Projects Already in Motion

Several BTS members have already ventured into solo territory. Jungkook's chart-topping singles, RM's introspective albums, and Suga's hard-hitting rap projects are just a few examples of their individual achievements. These projects have not only showcased their diverse talents but have also resonated deeply with fans across the globe.

Jungkook's recent single made waves on the Top 10 Billboard Hits, proving that BTS members can excel both as a group and individually. Such achievements highlight their potential to dominate the industry on multiple fronts.

Lessons from Music and Movies

The idea of branching out is not limited to the music industry. In cinema, many artists who are part of ensembles often pursue individual projects without breaking away from their core teams. Similarly, Good Movie Songs often feature collaborations between multiple artists, blending unique styles to create something extraordinary. BTS’s solo projects could follow a similar trajectory, where individual creativity contributes to the group's overall success.

What Does the Future Hold?

While the future of BTS as a group and as individual artists remains a topic of speculation, one thing is certain: their legacy is unshakable. Whether as a group or as solo performers, BTS has redefined what it means to be global artists. Their potential solo careers might only add more depth to their already impressive portfolio.

The rumors of BTS "going solo" should not be seen as an end but rather as a new beginning. Their ability to seamlessly blend solo and group work could inspire not just K-pop but the entire music industry.

In conclusion, BTS’s journey is far from over. Their decision to explore solo projects is a testament to their growth as artists and individuals. Fans can look forward to both group comebacks and groundbreaking solo works, proving once again that BTS is not just a band—they are a global phenomenon, evolving and thriving in every possible way.

[tinygmusic]

BTS' JUNG KOOK’S SOLO DOCUMENTARY "JUNG KOOK: I AM STILL" HEADING TO CINEMAS WORLDWIDE SEPTEMBER 18

Rosa Gulliver of TINYGMUSIC | 14th August 2024

K-pop superstar Jung Kook of BTS is set to release a new documentary JUNG KOOK: I AM STILL coming to theatres worldwide on September 18. 

JUNG KOOK: I AM STILL chronicles Jung Kook's eight-month journey following his historic solo debut with "Seven (feat. Latto)" to his massively successful album GOLDEN. The film presents exclusive never-before-seen footage and interviews, alongside electrifying live performances that delve into the creative process, unwavering work ethic, and unique challenges faced by a global superstar. It offers viewers an intimate look into the journey behind his solo debut that showcased the pinnacle of Jung Kook’s artistry and catapulted him to a global popstar. 

With his beloved solo releases, Jung Kook has reached a slew of remarkable milestones, being touted as the ‘new pop king’ by leading media worldwide. His global smash hit “Seven (feat. Latto),” released in July 2023, landed at No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100 and broke the record for the fastest song to reach 1 billion streams on Spotify. Following its highly-anticipated release in November 2023, GOLDEN debuted at No. 2 on the Billboard 200 and received critical acclaim worldwide, cementing his undeniable global dominance.

CEO of Trafalgar Releasing, Marc Allenby, said: “Bringing Jung Kook's story to the big screen is a testament to the power of shared experiences, and we can't wait for fans to come together and enjoy this film with fellow ARMY (BTS’ fandom)."

JUNG KOOK: I AM STILL will launch on September 18 with screenings worldwide in over 120 countries/regions. Tickets will go on sale Wednesday, August 21 at 2PM BST. Further information and ticketing details can be found at JUNGKOOK-IAMSTILL.COM. 

About Jung Kook of BTS

Jung Kook (Jeon, Jeongguk) is a South Korean singer, songwriter, and member of 21st century pop icons, BTS. Jung Kook has been proving his wide spectrum of musical talent through solo works such as “Euphoria,” “My Time” and “Still With You,” as well as collaborative singles with global artists including Lauv and Charlie Puth. Jung Kook is credited on multiple BTS tracks including the Japanese single “Your eyes tell,” “Stay” from BE, and “Run BTS” from Proof. Jung Kook also participated in singing “Dreamers,” the Official Soundtrack of FIFA World Cup Qatar 2022™, which he performed at the Opening Ceremony. In July 2023, the global popstar released his RIAA platinum-certified (as of November 2023) first solo single “Seven (feat. Latto),” which debuted atop the Billboard Hot 100 and Spotify’s ‘Top Song Global' charts, as well as at No. 3 on the UK official singles chart. He released his sophomore single “3D (feat. Jack Harlow)” in September, followed by his first solo album GOLDEN in November.

About BTS

BTS, an acronym of Bangtan Sonyeondan or “Beyond the Scene,” are a GRAMMY-nominated South Korean boyband that has been capturing the hearts of millions of fans globally since their debut in June 2013. The members of BTS are RM, Jin, SUGA, J-Hope, Jimin, V, and Jung Kook. Gaining recognition for their authentic and self-produced music, top-notch performances, and the way they interact with their fans, the band has established themselves as 21st century pop icons breaking countless world records. While imparting a positive influence through activities such as the LOVE MYSELF campaign and the UN ‘Speak Yourself’ speech, the band has mobilised millions of fans across the world (named ARMY), collected six No.1 Billboard Hot 100 singles since 2020, and performed multiple sold-out stadium shows across the world. They were also named TIME’s Entertainer of the Year 2020. BTS are 5-time GRAMMY nominees (63rd to 65th GRAMMY Awards) and have been recognised with numerous prestigious awards like the Billboard Music Awards, American Music Awards (Artist of the Year 2021) and MTV Video Music Awards.

About Trafalgar Releasing

Trafalgar Releasing, the global leader in event cinema distribution, harnesses the power of cinema to bring fans together in more than 15,000 cinemas across 132 countries.  A subsidiary of Trafalgar Entertainment, Trafalgar Releasing’s operations include production, acquisition, marketing, and distribution of live or pre-recorded content to cinemas worldwide led by an international team based in the UK, US and Germany. Featuring live concerts, music documentaries, world-class opera, award-winning theatre, and more from leading names in entertainment such as Taylor Swift, Beyoncé, BTS, Metallica, Oasis, Coldplay, Billie Eilish, the Royal Opera House and others, Trafalgar Releasing has repeatedly shattered event cinema box office records, most recently with international distribution for TAYLOR SWIFT | THE ERAS TOUR, the highest-grossing concert film of all time. Information about Trafalgar Releasing can be found at www.trafalgar-releasing.com.  

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Even though these people act like the entire world has a personal vendetta against them and their fave, I don't think their feelings have been hurt enough. They need the cold slap of reality. For every Michael Jackson (who for real was one of a kind and I don't think we'll ever see a pop star on that level again), Beyonce, Justin Timberlake, and George Michael there are literally thousands of not just individuals but music groups that have no huge standout pop star. AND THAT'S FINE. You either hit in that way or you don't, and 99.99999999% don't. It does not mean you give up music or don't have a career. The vast majority of artists I've loved have not been pop but more niche genres, most of them don't get played on the radio at all, they never won any awards let alone "major" ones. They don't chart on Billboard or Spotify. And it doesn't matter to me. I don't think lesser of them because of it, or enjoy their music less. But some are more into the fan wars than being a fan, so you've made this a competition. And you think Jungkook must not be playing fair. If it was a competition for numbers and awards you would have already lost. Sorry, but on every platform he is so far ahead already. He dominates on YouTube Music. Like, he's WAY ahead of everyone else in Kpop. That's tons of people outside the fandom bubble listening to his music. It's not just ARMY anymore, and he reached the gp a while ago. Euphoria was a hit! Dreamers just had a two month run of getting millions of listens a day on YT. That was soccer fans having a moment and going back to listen to their favorite WC song (which JK was chosen for personally by the way) because they LOVE it.

 “He’s number one right now, all over the world, as a solo artist. So, I think (his solo career) has started incredibly good. Already, he made history. For the World Cup, there has never been a song with this immediate success, crazy success. With no promotion yet. Just a performance on the World Cup, and the song (went straight to) number one.

The producer discussed how working with Jungkook was a smooth process and that “no edits” were needed for his voice. “Jungkook was a professional...It was quick, we got it done. It sounded amazing.” Naver reports that RedOne “emphasized Jungkook’s irreplaceable power, popularity, and enormous influence, and couldn’t help but admire him.”

Not everyone can do it. It's insane that we have to say it and that some people don't want to believe, when it's just reality. There are members of BTS who had so many solo releases, collabs, albums, official MVs while the group was at the HEIGHT of success who didn't hit like Jungkook did. Watch people twist themselves in knots over Jungkook always pulling much bigger numbers across all platforms (again it's not even close) you'd think the other six have been kept a secret somehow. BTS is the biggest Kpop group in the world. People know who they are. They've heard them. Their faces and voices have been everywhere. Do you know how many Dynamite/Samsung ads I saw on Twitch back in 2020?? 😭 Every hour on the hour on every stream istg. Some have to believe Jungkook only get x times the numbers because he gets x times the promo. It's not true. If that was true, he would be the rule not the exception. There would have been thousands of Michael Jacksons and Beyonces, instead of one. He just has it. I don't even know what it is, I don't think anyone can tell you. They're still trying to figure out the formula and repeat it. No one can. It either happens or it doesn't. Mass appeal is weird like that. People will get mad at me, but some saw it all along. Before they went solo. But even I was surprised by how huge Seven was, and it's still charting! Not just on Botify.

It's so tiresome. And it's just pathetic honestly. To come here with a list of "privileges" Jungkook got, which is half lies/distortions and half just...live performances??? Sorry Jungkook can hold a mic and he's going to kill it every time he steps on stage. How dare he.

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bts first #1 on the billboard hot 100 headers

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FESTA 2021 🥳 HAS STARTED OFF HUUGE

BUTTER HAS REACHED NUMBER 1 ON BILLBOARD HOT 100 !! 🧈🧈

once again making history with icons and just taking over the industry !!

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BTS achieves feat on World Albums chart that no other music artist has done before

Forbes | June 24, 2020 • 10:10 AM

BTS Controls Half of the Entire World Albums Chart, a Feat They're Used to By Now

by: Hugh Mcintyre (contributor for Hollywood & Entertainment)

On this week’s World Albums chart, NCT 127 returns to the summit with Neo Zone, which lifts from No. 3 to No. 1. While that group may own the highest rung on the ranking of the most-consumed “world” albums in the U.S. this time around, it’s BTS that really dominates, which is nothing new on the genre-specific tally.

This frame, BTS’s name appears in seven of the 15 spots on the World Albums chart, giving them control over essentially half the ranking. It’s nearly unheard of for any artist to claim that much real estate on any Billboard tally, but the seven-member vocal group has managed this feat before, and they surely will again.

Amazingly, six of their seven currently-charting titles appear inside the top 10, giving them control over 60% of the uppermost region on the World Albums chart. Leading the way among all their placements is Map of the Soul: 7, their most recent release which fans simply cannot get enough of. Below that project come, in order, Love Yourself: Answer, Map of the Soul: Persona and Love Yourself: Tear. The same band occupies four positions inside the top five, only missing the loftiest space of the bunch.

Two of BTS’s seven releases on this week’s World Albums chart return to the list thanks in part to a quiet frame, as well as renewed interest after the septet hosted another online concert spectacular. Both Love Yourself: Her and BTS World, which have already racked up plenty of time on the ranking and come and gone before, are back thanks to healthy sales.

Just one BTS title, You Never Walk Alone, fails to reach the top 10 this week. It’s currently present at No. 12.

Impressively, one member of BTS also appears inside the top 10, so that one artist technically claims seven of the spots between Nos. 1 and 10. Rapper Suga, operating under the alter ego Agust D, sees his latest solo mixtape D-2 fall to No. 7 this time around.

Here is a look at where all seven of BTS’s titles rank on this week’s World Albums chart, including BTS member Suga's mixtape Agust D-2.

No. 2 – Map of the Soul: 7

No. 3 – Love Yourself: Answer

No. 4 – Map of the Soul: Persona

No. 5 – Love Yourself: Tear

No. 7 – Agust D-2*

No. 8 – Love Yourself: Her

No. 10 – BTS World

No. 12 – You Never Walk Alone

source: @forbes.com

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My Masterlist

About me as a Blogger

JM JK timeline - how they grew over the years masterlist

Jikook/ Kookmin masterlist - part 1

Jikook/ Kookmin masterlist - part 2

Jimin masterlist

Jimin 2021 birthday masterlist

Jungkook masterlist

JK’s tattoos masterlist

JK’s songs & covers masterlist

Bon Voyage & ITS masterlist

Run BTS masterlist

BTS interviews masterlist

Vlive masterlist

Bangtan bombs, packages & other official BTS content masterlist

Unofficial content:  Award shows, concerts, red carpets, Fansigns, fancams, etc.

2019

SY LY Final Seoul masterlist

2020

Memories 2020 masterlist

MOTS ONE masterlist

BTS in LA 2021 masterlist

2021

BTS Sowoozoo 2021 muster + dvd

2021 BTS Zoom fanmeet masterlist

Memories 2021 masterlist

2022

PTD Seoul 2022 masterlist

BTS LV 2022 masterlist

Festa 2022 masterlist

BTS Proof masterlist

TMA 2022 masterlist

Yet to come Busan masterlist

BTS fanservice/ Queerbaiting masterlist

Jikook “You are me I am you” masterlist

Hardcore Minkook Exposes masterlist

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My other posts:

Blue neighbourhood

Rewrite the stars - Jikook

Just putting it out there

My support message for JM on Weverse

Freedom of discussion

Met JK today

Admin announcement

Is this a coincidence?

Not all LGBTQ+ people in the public eye WANT to come out

This is my message to all the asses out there spreading this f**king hate

Stop trashing JM and grow up

When there is sexual tension and when there isn’t

I will not post TKK content

Tae the clingmaster

JK reacting to Vmin

Tae asserting dominance with JK

Tae’s “get out of your imagination”

Luca - my impressions

Vminkook are great friends

Vmin, Taekook and Jikook - the difference in dynamics

Homosexuality was always around - legal or not, acceptable by society or not

I make it a point not to be on Twitter

Koreans tell their parents they are gay

BTS Bubblegum talk - true translation of JM’s words

The not so hidden agendas behind the misinterpretations of the bubblegum talk

Jealousy and possessiveness are not healthy and can be criticised; Cont. to anon

Ikon Bobby announcement he’s getting married

OMG JK said “I love you” to Tae + stop the “JK never said I love you to JM” narrative

Tokopedia - JK saying “I love you, I love you” to Tae - actual meaning explained by K-army

If you have something to say don’t hide behind anonymous asks

Stop trashing JM and grow up

To the haters

When there is sexual tension and when there isn’t

My top 5 favourite BTS duos

Jin/JM talking JK out of quitting?

Toxic Jikook narratives

The Truth Untold - Fukuoka Dome Japan

Nay sayers and what they are unwilling to see

2018 BTS contemplating disbandment - Suga’s messages to JK & Tae

JK billboards removed for promoting homosexuality

Jinkook sibling dynamics (find the differences)

BTS members fathering styles, lol

Why is Hobi ignored

It’s not always about Jikook

Jikook showing their love is not disrespectful

BTS and Lauv - why wasn’t ‘Who’ promoted by BH

BTS and the question of enlistment

BTS’s Dynamite makes it’s way into Rolling Stones list of top 500 songs of all times.

BTS 2018 thoughts of disbandment & the renewal of contracts with BH

BH are not ‘pushing’ Jikook to ‘service’ the LGBTQ+ community

Jikook are a winning product

Not gonna accept hate in my blog

‘My universe’ - Coldplay BTS colaboration

BTS on nightline

Watch original content

JK ignoring Tae

The 3J’s

The difference between friendship and relationship

Josh Cavallo a brave young man

Eight by IU (Prod. & Feat. Suga of BTS)

Girls like us Zoe Wees

The 3J’s - Hobi the protector

Oh my god (G)I-DLE

The line in the sand needs to be drawn

Merry Christmas from BTS over the years

Jessi doesn’t know Minkook are a couple - must mean they aren’t - or does it?

Vmin are close but not romantically involved

News flash:  You can be gay and still find someone of the other sex to be atractive

Josh Cavallo - take a stand against homophobia

Tae refocusing JK

Tae and JK’s boxing IG convo

Happy birthday Hobi - our ray of sunshine

Stay away from Quora

JM is Jimin and has been for years now

BTS Oscars 2022

Being army is about loving BTS not hating other bands

The racist BTS coverage of the 2022 Grammy’s  by The Project

People see what they want to see

That that - Run BTS version

A born singer

Love is love - seeing it, supporting it, even if you’re the odd one out doesn’t make you wrong

I guess I’m in love - Clinton Kane

BTS friendship tattoos

A new level of insanity

Boundaries crossed once again

Jhope ‘MORE’ MV Shoot Sketch BTB

Jhope W Korea

Equal signs - Jack in the box

Mary queer

Seoul Pride 2022

Jhope W Korea more photos

W Korea missing pics from Hobi’s party

Do you really love BTS?

W Korea Hobi B-side

This is not ‘a moment’

Something to learn from Hobi’s comment

Poly C’s autograph wall

Poly has JM and JK tattooed on his arm

They got married

I just love Hobi

My thoughts about their military service

Do You Really Love BTS...A Time for Reflection!

Don’t become what you despise

Some JinJikook love

Letter to troll

Let’s talk about Tae’s birthday

A little rant

Me Myself & I J-Hope "All New Hope" silhouette photos

Me Myself & J-Hope “All New Hope” clip

Me Myself & J-Hope “All New Hope” photos 1

Me Myself & J-Hope “All New Hope” photos 2

Hobi’s birthday 18 Feb 2023

Tae’s IG story 18 Feb 2023 - Hobi’s birthday

Hobi birthday live

South Korea LGBTQ+ rights - a step forward

Jhope live 26 Feb 2023

Sope on the street

Jhope On the street photo sketch

Vhope on the street

Jihope, Sope and Vhope

This is not OK

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— 'Seven' de JUNGKOOK (feat. Latto)' pasa una sexta semana consecutiva en el #1 en Billboard Global 200 y Global Excl. US. Extiende su récord como la primera canción de un solista de K-pop en lograr esto.

Es el primer y único solista coreano en lograrlo.

- Primera canción de un acto asiático.

- Primera canción de un acto de K-pop.

- empata como el quinto #1 más longevo y el noveno en general para lograr esto en la historia del gráfico

The Global Excl. U.S. top 10 (chart dated Sept. 2, 2023)

The #Global200 top 10 (chart dated Sept. 2, 2023)

JungKook “Seven (feat. Latto)” Billboard_JAPAN “JAPAN Hot100” BB Hot 100 — 9位 Jung Kook Streaming Songs — 3位 Jung Kook “TikTok Weekly Top 20” — 8位 Jung Kook

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Storm love you for taking your precious time and answering the asks 💕💗❤💖.

I want to know where did Jungkook mention that his 24th birthday will be meaningful. They won billboard no 1 that day. I remember somewhere he mentioned that and went along the lines of I should be a fortune teller in that group vlive .

I don't think there was any comments like that in the vlive. Lol they mentioned that JK had made a comment in 2016, JK had said that he was excited to turn 24. JK said "why did I say that?!" They asked what birthday he is most excited for next and JK said 25. And everyone agreed they were excited for his 25th birthday too. Lol

The article from PopAsia from 160902 where they interviewed JK right after his 20th birthday (19th international) where he made the comment about most looking forward to being 24. He said it's because he is very curious as to what he will be doing at that age.

And clearly the answer is that at 24, he is dominating the entire world and all the music charts 🔥🔥🔥 the vlive in mention as well is this one here:

Hope that helps!!

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Part 2

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BTS

BTS is a Korean boy band whose song and dancing have captivated millions of hearts around the world. Bulletproof Boy Scouts is the acronym for BTS, which stands for "Bangtan Sonyeondan". ARMY stands for adorable representative MC for youth, which is their fandom name. Their songs include inspirational lyrics that reflect their lives and their hardships on the path to becoming an idol. They are extremely gifted. There are more than 40 million BTS ARMYs in the world, including myself. The band was created in 2010 and made their debut in 2013 under the company "Big Hit entertainment". The group consists of seven members: RM, the group's leader, Jin, Suga, J-Hope, Jimin, V, and Jungkook, the group's youngest member. Their songs are mostly about self-love and individualism. They have set numerous records and received numerous honours. BTS was the first K-pop group to dominate international charts and awards, including Billboard, the American Music Awards, and the MTV Video Music Awards.

Run Bulletproof!

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; way down in bed stuy | m.

— a/n: this is my fic for the spring fic exchange gifted to the lovely @taendrils. enjoy babe xx

— pairings: jeon jungkook x reader

— genre: smut, light angst?

— word count: 5k+

— warnings: asphyxiation, rough sex, possession!kink, oral sex, edging, shameless infidelity, drug use/abuse (we got acid up in here. don’t do it kids), voyeurism, do people actually fuck in the rain like is that a thing?, unprotected sex cause like who wears a condom in the rain, smh who fucks in the rain tho, creampie, clearly he has a fat cock who do you think i am, dirty filthy talk, this is filth, morally i should be ashamed, i am not

— summary: as a final farewell you fuck your sister’s unbelievably attractive knave boyfriend that you definitely do not have feelings for...again.

This time you decide Jungkook is…pitiful.

You tell yourself that’s why you’d allowed him to approach you the way he did, his clothes tightly clung to him like a second skin, obsidian black hair that would normally adorn a disastrous fluffiness flattened to his head in a way that falls beneath his eyes in clumped spikes, and his skin flushed with a keenness that you’ve become way too accustomed to. He is palpably pitiful today—at least, more than usual. The temper surrounding him is a sombre stench, and the impromptu choppy slew of texts that had followed the silence of a missed call had been telling enough. So, when he’d stalked over to you, you’d expected it; expected his clumsy shoves at your shoulders, his incoherent rambling as his large palm haloed your wrist in a grating vise, recklessly jerking you behind him as he cantered fleet-footed, itching to reach his destination. And you’d counted on finding yourself stumbling, bereft of logical dispute, back to him—always back to him, everytime.

“Need you.”

“Jeon, what—”

Jungkook’s eyes are always glassy as they lure you in, drab dilated pupils seeking answers you won’t give (not now anyway) not when he’s hot, so fucking hot, his skin scorches yours perversely in a way that’d have you concerned if you didn’t know any better. But you know, you know he’s long consumed the insipid paper taste of acid and you’re getting the lusty aftershocks, the slated crest that befalls once the opiate has branched and ignited the blood in his veins—the peak of his trip, that’s when he comes to you, when he’s riding the most rhapsodic moment and he ‘needs’ to take you with him. You’ve gotten used to it too, letting him have you whenever and wherever he wants and you’d be more chagrined by the way you’re pinned up against him inhaling his suffocating musky scent of cinders and shorts on a merry go round smack bang in the middle of a children’s playground, if it weren’t for the steady retreating daylight. And the way he’s touching you—definitely the way he’s touching you, his hands wayfaring restlessly like they can’t decide where to perch, yet nevertheless, it’s vicious and fervent, earnest to make itself known, tips of his fingers cumbering at times and the amble thrums a sinful eagerness down the length of your spine.

“S’pretty,” he mumbles, lower lip sweeping across the washed plane of your collarbone as he does so. “Fuck, you’re so pretty, way too pretty, you know that? Tell me you know that.” His timbre is imploring, grasp that bit firmer like he’s afraid you’ll bolt from his arms—like you’re the only thing grounding him to this cruel reality, and you’re ashamed that you like it so much, ashamed that when his eyes descent pleadingly as he stares up at you, you feel that dulcet rush of empowerment, the one that voices how rapidly you could dismantle his treasured ego, how quickly you could make him beg and he would, he’d beg so tragically.

But it isn’t what you want, not now, not ever, so you give. “I know Kook.” Your fingers comb within the thickness of his tresses, the dampness making it weightier than it’d normally be as you rake it away from his forehead. “I know.”

You can categorise being with Jungkook when he’s like this into steps, advances that flow seamlessly into the other, and you’ve been doing this far too long not to know when the change comes, when something veers in his manner, morphs on his features and he’s feeling with an altered strain of vigour. This part though—this part is always your favourite. His sweetened tongue pampering you with enticing endearments and psychedelic compliments that have you reeling in want, in being wanted; it pours out of his mouth with zest, jumbles and clusters of vulgar curses and words that would put the both of you in trouble if anyone else were to overhear. And that’s when you think you hate him the most, when you have your flashes of clarity, fading out of the cosmos of everything Jungkook and sharpening to your surroundings. The rue frets at you then, a restless irritation manifesting at your nape his lips can’t chase away, and a spat formed to cut right at the pike of your tongue—it’d be futile though, because no matter what you say, you can’t blame him and selfishly you can’t blame yourself either. You blame circumstance, Bed Stuy, irrefutable attraction. That’s what you’re calling it, ‘irrefutable attraction’. The hours you occupy enthralled in the ardour of his steamy touch, intoxicated and heated whilst he consumes you in that gradual tack that makes you oh so delirious, your very own narcotic because that’s what he is—a vicious addiction.

Admittedly, you’d known from the start. When Irene had first brought him home, boozed-up on cheap spirits, mousy giggles bubbling up her throat as they tried and despicably failed to evade the wooden floorboards that had protested and groused under their ungraceful teeters; you’d been there to witness it all. The cringeworthy display of your elder sister, an arm slung around his shoulders as she hung carelessly off her ‘new boyfriend’, looking clammy and dishevelled as ever in her slurred greeting. And him, he’d seemed fine—later you’d realise he’d substituted the tart flavour of liquor for the earthy spiced mary jane—but then, he’d seemed in better condition than the wreck beside him. And something about him enticed? intrigued you, his magnetic stare studying you daringly, drawled speech bordering on mischievous and his smug smile, boyishly plagued. Too attractive, you’d thought. He is damningly way too attractive. His stunning features lost on the destitution of the neighbourhood, when instead he deserved to be plastered on posters, screens, billboards—still does. Except now you know he can also be so much more with the melodious voice you’ve had the privy bliss of hearing, that is so much foreign to his natural low huskiness, you’re sure he could sell out arenas, tour the world and leave this place and its memories behind for good. Like you want to. Like you are.

“God, I want you so fucking bad.” Jungkook’s hands finally root at the tapers of your waist, fingers splayed out possessively as if he wishes he could be touching everywhere at once. “You’re better than her, so much better than her.”

And there, the admonition of your vicious addiction. It had only meant to be a one-time thing, and even then was too much. But you’d given in—like you always do—give, give, give, playing into his wily wishes, and you weren’t drunk, and he wasn’t drunk, and it had been so so fucking wrong but you’d been curious, unbelievably curious; tumbling hastily into the unlit bar back storage room at your sister’s 21st birthday bash with her boyfriend in tow, his erection rock-hard and insistent on your thigh, mouth sucking and teeth clipping harsh mauve onto the surface of your skin and it had been way too easy to forget where you were when he fucked you, legs wrapped low on his hips, hiked up on the wall, hands clutching desperately at his nape for stability as he pounded into you brutally without falter. You liked what he had to offer, liked the way he dominated you in every way, liked the thrill of being in the arms of someone older, and it just felt right. It still feels right, in the moment at least, everything clicks and it feels like in some cruel twisted fate you’re meant to do this—meant to be with him.

“Jeon just—” You grasp at the base of his shirt. It’s cold out, not cold enough to have you shivering in seek of warmth, but cold enough to want his body nearer and it’s raining, previous heavy downfall simmering down to a softer spring rain. Regardless, it’s done most of its damage anyway, glazed you both over with fresh rainwater and his shirt has your palms feeling clammy; somewhere in the back of your mind you’re aware this isn’t a good idea, but it’s far back and you’re here. “—please.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Jungkook smirks haughtily, supple lips steamed on your skin and his breath warm with a choppy chuckle. This is how it always goes, your concise breathy pre-exchange on words of confirmation because he knows, you know, and you just both know. So, you allow yourselves to mould without inhibition, when he gives you what you want and you provide what he needs. Later, you’ll ask what’s on his mind—even though you’ve got a strong idea—and he’ll ask what’s on yours (you’ll never tell), but for now it’s mindless, a primitive yearning for sex and all it’s gluttony.

“Gonna make you feel so good, baby, fuck you like you want,” He rasps, creeping his wanton touch teasingly up your upper leg, palm grazing the soft flesh and hiking your skirt with the rise. “You’d like that huh?”

You croon mindlessly into his touch. “Hmm—” Your eyes flutter to a gentle close, the pads of his fingers alighting your nerves as you stable your rousing pants. “Gotta get me wet though.”

“Oh, yeah?”

He glances up at you, eyes wide and imploring framed by full wispy lashes, his teeth capturing his bottom lip cheekily when he cocks an eyebrow up. “Want me to eat you out?” He asks. “You’d like that?”

“Hmm…yes.”

“Yeah?” His breath fans over the tender pulse on your neck and you’re gorged with zeal at being so close to him. “Want to get my mouth messy with your pretty pussy?”

You nod heedlessly. “M’not getting my knees wet and dirty to suck you off though.” And you know it’s unfair, you know that he loves when you’ve got your lips wrapped around the thick girth of his cock, kitten licking at his slit and his fingers burrowed into your hair as he forces you to take all of him with fierce breaths through your nose. You know he craves the feeling of your nails digging crescent moons into his thighs, always too daring, too close to brandishing him with your telling mark. But you want to take this time, give less and take more, and you think that’s fair on you.

He chuckles gruffly like he knows exactly what you’re thinking, his eyes trained on yours with something sadistic flickering past when he speaks. “Don’t have to, Irene beat you to that.”

You still instantly. “Fucking hell Jungkook,” you mutter with a pissy huff, throwing your head back as you glare at the clouded skies, the downpour of sleet dribbling jarringly onto your face. And you have half the mind to shove him away for that comment alone, in fact, you should but instead you retire to a overtaxed, “S’not even funny Kook.”

“Sorry.”

He’s not sorry. You know he’s not sorry. The mischievous drawl of the apology is far from meaningful and you hate it. “You’re a fucking prick.”

“True. You want to stop?” He asks, slowly sinking to his knees in that teasing way he does so, balancing his weight as he makes the floor seem further than it is with a smug smile. And when his knees collide with the metal, your leg is quick to leave stability, draped over his shoulder as you find footing with the other. “You know I will if you say the words.”

“I—” You sigh. You don’t. Of course, you don’t. “No just- just fucking continue.”

“Bit bossy for someone that wants their sister’s boyfriend’s tongue on their cunt, don’t you think?”

“Jungkook.” You spit his name out in clamant warning, it’s subdued but callous and your brows cleft bitterly because he’s the only one daring enough to make jest of this, pointing out exactly why what you’re about to do—what you’ve been doing is wrong. And even though you’re glaring down at him, eyes full of thunder and lips pulled in a sneer, his cheeky grin refuses to waver, stubborn enough to resist until he hears what he wants, like the fucking teasing imp he is. “Christ.”

You puff out a laborious breath, chest heavy with tiredness because that’s what you are tired, drained by this sneaky tirade and just being with him. That’s why this is it, this is the last time. “What d’you want me to do? Beg?”

He shrugs, “Would be nice.”

You scoff. You don’t know what you see in him. You don’t. Okay, you do. You do and it’s stupid—so horribly stupid because it’s wrong. It’s wrong that you notice the way that he smiles when he’s happy—really happy, not the stoned gauzy content. No. It’s the happiness he gets when he’s slaving away on a piece that he’s sprung inspiration on and for so long it’s sounded battered and sullen and lost and then it just fits, after late nights of heavy grunts and rapid tapping, everything comes together and it’s rejuvenating and yellow and warm. And sometimes you see it for yourself when his nose scrunches cutely, the ends of his lips tugging into something big, teeth all for show, the front two slightly bigger than the rest in a way that is so so endearing and you can’t help but relax into a smile yourself. And other times he’ll call you at incredibly odd hours, and you’ll be so groggy with nothing but sleep clouding your mind but then you’ll hear his voice, unapologetic and soft, needing to urgently share his triumph with you—no one else but you—and you’ll imagine his smile, so vividly you’d see it right in front of you and suddenly, suddenly sleep is the furthest thing from your mind.

It’s unfair that you think he’s misunderstood, that the ink that paints his skin in intricate designs is his armour and that it’s beautiful and that really you wish you could rest your head upon his broad chest, fingers twirling delicate, drawing over the kaleidoscopic garden of flowers that lies just beneath his collarbones as the sun sets and rises and sets again, streaking your bodies with a shimmer of gold before cooling it with a midnight breeze. And you imagine there’d be something playing in the background, muted and mellow, a playlist of his, the more romantic ensembles, making you feel cushy as he’d hum soothingly along, gentle palms floating over the length of your spine, duvet only coming up to his hips, your entangled legs covered beneath and it’d be so serene, his embrace warm and you’d feel it—feel his love.

It’s intrusive that you think his eyes never say exactly how he feels, that the chocolate orbs glimmer, wrathful and edgy, eluding to more than he tells; wanting someone to dig, wanting to be stripped layer after layer, wanting to be seen, to be called out blatantly on his shit. You see it because you recognise it, the same wretched storm that rocks hazard in his pretty orbs weigh the same as the ones you see in the morning, when you’re looking at the mirror and willing yourself to get by another pointless day because there’s something unknown waiting in the future however near or far; and it’ll be the reason you sigh in ease and say, ‘well done, you did it’.

It’s wrong that you insist that you don’t harbor something beyond platonic for him, that your skin doesn’t prickle with a potent green when he’s touching her in front of you, someone who is so blatantly wrong for him—not that he’s any right for you. He’s not. But he could be, he really fucking could. You don’t love him. You think away from here, away from this dump, away from the perils that swirl him further down into this never ending rabbit hole; you could love him—maybe. It’s so wrong to even think so, because when you look at him, pelts of rain dripping from the ends of his hair and down the curve of his patchy blush cold-pinched cheek, his eyes lustily hooded and his steely touch tightening at your thighs, urging you to speak. You realise he won’t change, not for you.

“Please.” You say, a defeated plea for him to drag you into his spinning orbit and make you a part of it for a while, the little he can provide. “Want to feel you on me, want you to make me feel good, please.”

“Hmm, so pretty baby, so good for me.” You’re unsure if he’s talking about the sight he’s uncovered when he pulls your panties to the side or the words that have spewed from your mouth, but either way you allow his words of praise to sooth your balmy skin. “Look at you so fucking pretty for me.”

Your thigh bounces on his shoulders when he moves in closer, his pointer and middle finger, coldish and coarse as they spread your lips apart and when you chance a look at him, you catch the way his tongue sways across his lips, eyes hooded as he stares—stares at you like you’re a fucking treat. And you love it.

“Jungkook.” His name is airy now, soft and lingering in a lustful plea that’s almost non-existent.

“Uh huh, I got you,” He says. “Always got you.”

You don’t have much time to dissect what his words mean nor do you have time to think about being leant up against the centre metal pole when his tongue delves into you, flat and wide, a torturous slide of wet heat over your exposed cunt; so erotically that the buzz of pleasure rises instantly, the impulse going straight to your head and you want more, you need more. And suddenly, you’re hyper aware of his every movement, his mouth cooling your heated cunt with a steady blow, the tip of his tongue swirling around your clit, teeth scraping lightly against the nub before he sucks it into his mouth drawing a needy curse from your clasps.

“Fuck, that’s good.” Your fingers place naturally on his hair, nails carding through it insistently as his mouth works wonders, knowing exactly how to drag shivers through your veins and have you open-mouthed as you swing your head skyward. His palms massage at your hiked thigh roughly, jerking you slightly forward in his attempt to delve deeper, causing your other shoe to slip on the wet metal, hands flailing instantly to curl around a nearby extended pole for stability. “Shit.”

He hums guttural, a growl that crawls from the back of his throat that you perceive as a form of agreement and the intensity of the vibration electrifies you. Sinful and hungry, it’s become entirely clear that Jungkook hasn’t got the slightest regard for holding back, his tongue laps at you sloppily, gaze dark and attentive looking at you in a way that itches until you’re forced to peer down and the sight has you releasing a loud broken indecent moan. His lips are dark and wet, and it’s obscene, so fucking lewd the way he slurps you up, his tongue flicking, twirling, slipping between your slit, only his tip, never pushing too far as to tease you and have you whimpering for it, which you are. With his nose pressed flat against your mound, drawing your clit into his mouth, tugging gently at it; you are delirious.

“Jung—oh.” Your fingers tighten at his roots as the words choke up in your throat and your hips rut forward acutely, because you ache for more, it hurts the way you ache for him, a rampant fire fusing in your abdomen and pinching at your waist, always wanting more and more and more of him. And he knows it.

He pulls away languidly, mouth dragging slow from your clit in his release, the vulgar soppy pop enhancing and accompanying his pornographic actions. “Taste so fucking good,” He slurs. “So so pretty, look at you, my pretty baby.”

His fingers trace where his mouth has just been, roaming delicately like he’s trying to familiarise himself and he’s quiet, unnaturally so, murmuring to himself as your chest rises and falls, your heavy breath the only disturbance to the peace. Your teeth dig anxiously into your lip, wondering what his lack of comprehensible words and his careful touch could mean, you can bet that you’ll come to the same conclusion; nothing, all of this means nothing and you’re thinking too deep into it like you always do. You don’t imagine his brain can form too complex thoughts at the moment, taken over by the primal base of needing to fuck and being clouded in dope. So, you feel it, feel the slimy glob of saliva that he expels from his mouth, you feel the way it dribbles filthily down to your fluttering hole and the pad of his finger catches it before he presses into you and you’re gasping sharply at the intrusion.

“Ohh….yeah.”

“Need to stretch you out,” he says, his finger dragging and chafing across your walls torturously, as you suck him in with every languid pull. “You’re so fucking tight around my fingers, gonna be fucking delicious around my cock, huh?”

“Uh huh.”

“Yeah? Fuck, you got me so hard baby.”

His finger is thick, so fucking thick and long that you feel him so wholey, when he slips another finger in, your hole stretching barely to accommodate the extra width, pumping them out in a quicker succession that has you trembling and keening. His thumb pressing between the lips of your cunt, flicking fast across your clit as he continues to fuck you with his fingers, curling them to brush against the barrier of your walls; driving you closer and closer to that steep-cliff edge. He’s got you completely at his will like this, persistent and vigorous with the way he’s pleasuring you and his words only send you reeling further. “You’re so fucking hot like this, almost ready to take my fat cock.” The sounds are downright obscene, moist squelches that follow the drag of his fingers and ring continuously in your ears. He’s got you like this, so wet, so ready, so desperate, teeth bruising at your lips in the hopes that you can curb the volume of your moans, fiery curses and the shameless whines of his name. “I should really use three fingers huh…you’re so tight, but you like it don’t you, little fucking slut loves it when it hurts.”

A strangled noise bubbles at the back of your throat as the term shudders through you. “Oh my god. Oh my god.”

“Close?”

“So so close,” you breathe.

He hums contentedly and before you know it everything's amplifying, the stress of his thumb increases to vigorous rubs, fingers pumping you raw, fast and rough, he’s shoving and jerking in and out of your cunt. And you’re sizzling, your skin is sizzling, the downpour of spring rain does nothing to cool you down and instead sinks and perspires like steam. Your eyes are screwed permanently shut whilst you feel it—everything, his insistent thick fingers, his breath fanning over your thigh arising goosebumps from the flesh, the fact that you both must look like a picture to passerbyers and ceasing to give a shit. Everything is too much and yet not enough. “Need, need—” You jolt.

Nothing. “Fuck.”

The feeling of emptiness crashes too suddenly when he pulls away from you completely, dismissing your oncoming climax, drifting you into a harsh halt that has you shivering, limbs rattling uncontrollably and gasping laboriously for air to fill your lungs. Briefly, you wonder if this is how it must feel for him, when he’s coming down from a high and sinking into reality, the dizziness, the numbness, the cold that invades you like violent waves. It makes you crave, crave for more, another sinful taste, to return to the overwhelming heady feels of beautiful pleasure. And you get it. His touch does nothing to calm you, searing in their trail to land at your waist, clasp persistent at tugging you closer and resting his forehead against yours.

“Christ Jungkook, that—” Words fail on you, fumbling at the tip of your tongue in the depth of the haziness surrounding you. It’s at this point that you know you’d do anything to have him, to prompt him in completing the wreckage he’s caused. “—that.”

His chest must be blooming in pride at your appearance, flushed and glazed wet, knowing he is still to make a mess of you. “You need time?” He asks, and his voice plays distorted and far in your ears, like he’s miles away from where you feel him.

You shake your head hastily, hands clasping the sides of his face to ground you from the shudders of elation. “No—no, fuck me now, like it when I’m sensitive.”

“God, you’re so fucking good.”

His mouth crashes against yours and there’s nothing tame about it, nothing that flutters at your heart, and releases butterflies to cause ruckus in your stomach. It’s raw and it’s carnal and it’s thrilling enough for you to understand why you love it, your teeth clacking together, lips squashing and merging, as he kisses you chaotically; messy licks into each other’s mouths, heads ducking and lolling about as you push and fight for dominance, his teeth, sharp and purposeful, sinking piercingly on your bottom lip until you submit. He draws blood and the tang of iron on your taste pallets has you feeling heady. His kisses, unloving and brutal, are still as ever breathtaking. And they travel, fleeting across your skin, curving at your jaw and making home in the nook of your neck. He pulls at the elasticity of your skin, scraping and sucking at it and your hands make work at his trousers.

“No marks.” You rush out in haste, yanking his trousers and boxers down. “No marks—Fuck.” You’ve got a leg wrapped around his waist, hands locked behind his neck when he sinks you onto his cock, mushroom head stretching at your hole painfully and it burns, supine heat that inflames your insides because his cock is so fucking big that no matter how well or not he preps you, your walls will always quiver at the girthy drag. “Fuck, you’re so big, oh my god.”

“Take me so well though—” His mouth is pressed at the crevice above your collarbone as he hums, bottomed out inside you, and waits. “—tight little bitch taking every inch of my cock.” Jungkook doesn’t listen to you though, never does, his mouth plucks and draws out marks of his stake on you that are always a pain to excuse. But you’re too far gone to care, all you can feel is him, so full of his cock that nothing else matters.

You clutch at him tighter. “Move, move, want you to fuck me hard Jungkook, make it hurt.”

The sensitivity of having him inside you hits when you feel his cock twitch at his words, you feel the rapid tiny sway, pressing him deeper and your breath hitches shakily. “Yeah. You want me to fucking ruin you, show you who you belong to?”

“Yes.” His cock slides out, the forceful resistance leaving you aching until it’s only the tip left and he’s bottoming out again, rocking slowly. “Yes—oh, fuck Jungkook, please.”

“You like that?” He grunts. “Like when I fuck you slow, when I make you feel every fucking inch of my fat cock.”

“Yes. Fuck, yes.”

The pace is agonising, leaving you feeling almost barren for moments that last too long. He’s fucking you deep, dragging out every single second, every inch so you feel it, so that it takes over and you’re mewling and whimpering pathetically. His hips slam into yours, lodging his cock, pressing it further and you’re drowning in it, like this it feels like forever, like you could be stuck in his arms and you wouldn’t mind it one bit. Have him biting at your skin, fingers bruising on your body, have him loving you. The thought itself is daunting, how much you want it, and it’s unfair he’s giving you this teaser, plunging his cock into you unhurriedly almost as if he wants this to last as well—almost. Not enough. “More,” you beg, the intensity is burning at you and you might just fall apart if he continues at this. “Please need more.”

He chuckles. “Always want more, don’t you? want me to fuck you fast, fuck you and own you like a pretty slut.”

You nod. Yes.

“Fuck, turn around.”

It’s quick now and the excitement of that roars at you, as he swivels you around, bending you over, stomach pressed up onto a metal bar and your legs spread behind you. There’s no restraint, and he’s thrusting into you without prior warning, hands tight on your hips as he begins to pound into you, how you’ve both wanted it. “Ah yes yes yes.”

He’s hammering into you, frantic and possessive, his cock filling you out and keeping you blissed as he brushes at your cervix, prodding, probing, adrenaline unwavering. And the sheer brute force reminds you exactly where you are, the merry go round you’ve been perched on, lurching at his actions, swinging you around in a way that makes you dizzy as the scene around you blurs. It’s unhygienic and filthy, the rain that falls causing the sound of your skins slapping together just that bit more raucous, and your skin feels murky with the mixture of your sweat dribbling down your face.

“Fuck, your cunt is so fucking good.” His palm splays at your stomach, the other prying at your wrist forcing an arm behind your back, as he re-adjusts himself, never ceasing up on you. “All mine, you take cock like a fucking slut, just for me huh.”

The whimpers tremble at your lips and your back arches away from him and it’s maddening. He’s got you so under his control, your thoughts are clouded with nothing but him, and he’s fucking you so so good, it hurts. “Fuck I— ngh, yes. All for you.”

“I know. My. Pretty. Slut.” His words are punctuated with steely thrusts, stealing your breath and choking you up with every one.

Your body is trembling, and you can feel the way the tension tightens in a loop as he continues to fuck into you with vicious intent, you’ll feel him tomorrow, you know it, feel the weight of his cock inside you, feel his balls, heavy and full slapping against you. His fingers reach to press at your neck, clenching tight and pushing further and further, you itch to scratch at his grasp and give you back the breath that he’s taking from you, the blood pounds at the back of your neck as you struggle and struggle and he pushes further. You’ll feel it and need him again, like a drug. When you’re so heady, you match his wavelength, floaty and submitted to the throes of hedonism. And the comedown is like a bullet train, the crown of his cock angling to hit right there, the spot that has you screaming his name as the loop snaps and you lose your breath. Everything is white noise, humming and buzzing as he chases the peak of his orgasm, cum released into you, string after string and he holds you. His arm loops beneath your breast holding you back onto his chest, tight, unwilling to let go.

“Don’t go.”

You won’t. Tomorrow, you promise. Tomorrow.

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[gotmetalkinginmysleep]

Hyung, Open the door

Genre: Smut with Yoongi / Tae / Jungkook x Female Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing, unprotected sex (be safe folks), a LOT of oral sex (female receiving), a slight Sir kink, pet names (if that’s really a warning), creampie (yeah, a big one), ass spanking, a little hair pulling, cum eating (both male and female), multiple orgasms, body marking, aftercare, the tiniest bit of fluff possible.

Summary: You’ve been keeping the boys awake with your moaning for months thanks to Yoongi. Tae and Jungkook want to find out why.

Reference: Dispatch Billboard Awards Picture.

Photo credit: Dispatch Korea but run through a filter to match my page.

Track most listened to while writing: Passionfruit by Drake.

Word count: 5820 words

*thud* *thud* *thud*

Jungkook furiously pounds at the door of Yoongi’s room, yet he doesn’t answer.

“Hyung, open the fucking door”

Hearing the commotion Tae stands in the hallway of the dorm in just his black sweatpants and an open red robe, “What’s going on Gguk-ah?” 

“He’s AT it again,” Jungkook screams with exasperation, “I can’t stand it. It’s keeping me awake.” Jungkook is tired and close to tears. Sharing a wall with Yoongi wasn’t the wisest of choices. He thought having the sleepy one next door wouldn’t cause him any torment. The trouble was you.

*thud* *thud* *thud*

“Yoongi-ssi, you had better open this fucking door”

Tae is watching Jungkook, stood in the hallway of the dorm in just his grey sweatpants which left nothing to the imagination, which is when Tae notices what the problem is. What Jungkook could hear through the walls wasn’t just keeping him awake, it was causing more pressing issues.

*thud* *thud* *thud*

“Gguk-ah, just come share my room. You can sleep there,” Tae says trying to pull Jungkook away.

“What the FUCK do you want?” Yoongi swung open the door, standing nude and proud. Very proud. 

“Dude, put it away!” Tae says covering his eyes from Yoongi’s bare and erect cock. If this tactic was supposed to scare his younger brothers away, it worked with Tae but not Jungkook.

“Hyung. What the fuck are you doing?” Jungkook pleads. 

“Umm, What do you think?!” standing with his swag expression.  

“Hyung. Every fucking night you’re making HER groan for hours. It’s causing me problems,” Jungkook directs his eyes to his crotch, “can you just stop?!” 

“So you’re here to cockblock me?!” Yoongi mocks. 

“No, I’m asking you to stop fucking for a bit so I can sleep!” says Jungkook.

“But I haven’t even gotten my cock wet yet!” Yoongi replies.

“I’m sorry. What?” Tae says, now a little braver than before but still trying not to look down at either of his brothers. 

“I said, I haven’t gotten my cock wet yet. As in I haven’t fucked her yet!” Yoongi explains. Tae and Jungkook look at each other as though to telepathically say the same thing, ‘WTF!’ “Hyung, What do you mean?” now a little more confused. 

“Hang on,” Yoongi sighs, letting the door slam as he walks back into his room. He’s gone for 2 minutes before opening the door again, this time with his sweatpants and hoodie on. “Come in,” he gestures to both Jungkook and Tae, who both slink inside to Yoongi’s room.

In the room, you’re wearing one of Yoongi’s favorite tees, something he must’ve thrown at you before opening the door. You’re sat on the bed, cross-legged but pulling the t-shirt to cover yourself, looking a little sheepish and flushed in the face. Your hardened nipples showing through the white tee. “Sure, you’re ok with this, kitten?” Yoongi asks you. You nod at him to imply you’re happy.  “Use your words, kitten! I need to hear them”. 

“Ye-yes, Sir. I’m ok with this” you say shyly.

Yoongi is a very possessive partner. Although he knows he could never truly own you, you were your own independent person after all, it still didn’t mean he wanted to know you’re exclusive to him. You are devoted to him of course. You love everything about him, his smile, his dark exterior but more that you know he’s a softie at heart and that he would do anything for you, as would you for him. When you were together, you were very vocal with Yoongi, but only in private, especially when he dominated you. But having 2 other very attractive men in the room is making you nervous, slightly exposed but excited, in a good way. Now you know they could hear you through the walls, it turned you on. Knowing that they were palming themselves listening to sounds you made from Yoongi inflicting his talents on you. It's making you incredibly excited, it pooling within you.

“Right boys, you want to know how I make her moan?” Yoongi asks, knowing they’d say yes but giving them the option to bail. 

“Well, it didn’t shuttle my cock,” Tae says looking at Jungkook waiting for him to answer. Jungkook stands there mouth agape. He’s been listening to you moaning through the wall for what feels like months. Hearing you climax over and over again, secretly wishing he could do that. Jungkook nods his head at Yoongi. 

Tae looks at them both shocked, “Um, we’re really doing this?”. 

“If you don’t want to, you know where the door is,” Yoongi suggests. Both younger guys are looking at you for permission, your eyes dark already with anticipation.

Yoongi had already been pleasuring you. You were already aching from being edged over and over. You were ready for release and this situation is incredibly tempting. You eye them up and down, bare-chested, toned and hard, well Jungkook is, Tae isn’t far behind. Imagining what they can do, all of them, including Yoongi applying his talents has your licking your lips at them. “Kitten, use your words,” Yoongi directs while removing his hoodie and throwing it on the chair. 

You kneel at the bottom of the bed, pulling the younger 2 towards you by their waistbands, looking up into their eyes watching them glaze over when you slur, “Yes. Sir”.

Yoongi separates both Tae and Jungkook, standing between them, while you look up at him, clawing at his sweatpants. He turns to both before looking back down at you, lifting his tee that clothed you by the hem over your head and throwing it behind him, not once breaking his fixation on you. “Watch. Then you get your turn,” he says while pushing you back onto the bed, completely nude and exposed for all 3 of them. Both Tae and Jungkook stand at the bottom of the bed, watching how Yoongi seems to already find your sensitive spots, eliciting moans and whimpers from your mouth. Tae is the first to move, removing his robe allowing it to fall to the floor. He wanders around to sit on the edge of the bed next to you, not once removing the show before him from his eyes.

Yoongi’s hands are brushing up the sides of your body, tingling your skin between the edge of tickling and satisfaction, making goosebumps on his path. His wet lips biting and pulling onto your earlobe before blowing onto the wet mark he’s made, sending a shiver down your spine and breathy moans leaving your throat. “She seems to like that Hyung,” Tae groans, “What else does she like?” as he leans in. 

“She. Likes. It. When. I. Kiss. Along. Here,” Yoongi says between kisses and nips at your jawline, making you roll your eyes into the back of your head from the sensation. “Also, when I do this,” his hands tracing up your collarbone to the nape of your neck and into your hair, you gasp, “wait,” then he gently pulls your hair making you dig your nails into his back and your legs twitch around him, “Aish! bitch.”  

Tae leans in, close to your ear, whispering in his lowest voice “Perhaps you’d like it if” Tae starts to move closer to the spot just behind your ear, “I. Kissed. Here.” His deep voice vibrating through the pauses as he places his soft lips on your neck, shaking your core. “Hyung, she likes my voice,” Tae points out to Yoongi, allowing him to continue his ministrations while Yoongi turns to Jungkook, who’s still shellshocked at the end of the bed. Well, not entirely shell shocked as his hand it down his sweatpants easing his frustration. Yoongi nods a signal for him to get involved making Jungkook walk around to the side of the bed and rest on it.

Your eyes meet his, he’s nervous but they’re lust filled. He wants this. You take hold of his hand, taking control a little to settle his nerves. You bring it to your lips, brushing each of his fingers on your moist bottom lip before taking his thumb in your mouth. Swirling your tongue around it before lightly sucking, making Jungkook suck air through his teeth. You watch him while you continue to lightly graze your teeth along his skin, licking the ‘wounds’ on your path, watching him getting more and more into this. He moves quickly, leaning in close to your ear whispering, “Do you want me to fuck you babygirl?” before he bites down on your ear, sucking your lobe into his mouth. The speed and roughness he elicits in his actions, makes you cry out, your stomach sucking in, your core firing up and your hips writhing on the bed, stopping Tae and Yoongi in their tracks. Yoongi and Tae both smirk at each other before Jungkook acknowledges they’re there, shrugging back.

Gripping hold of your hips, Yoongi marks his way down your body, nipping the skin between your belly button and your pussy, making your body tingle. Running his fingers delicately along the tops of your thighs, before he places the lightest kisses on your mound, still not touching where you want him to be. Tae’s still kissing and biting at the skin along your jaw, collarbone, and neck, placing them achingly slow while he narrates with his deep voice in your ear. “Would you like me to kiss here?”, while brushing his fingers across your lips, “Or do you want Jungkook to?” groaning at him through your half-lidded eyes.  “What would Yoongi think if we did? Naughty Gurrrrrrl, wanting us on your lips.” 

On hearing this, Yoongi, covers the pad of this thumb with his precum and smears it across your lips and your cheek, before looking at his younger brothers and challenging them, “She’s marked as mine. If you want her you’ve got to go through me first.”

Jungkook didn’t hesitate, stopping his work on your neck and collarbone to kiss your lips. He’s soft at first covering his lips with Yoongi’s precum. The sight is something to behold through your burning eyes, the stickiness still connecting between your lips and his, before he licks his lips tasting his brother. You can’t stand this teasing and you reach up to him pulling Jungkook into your mouth. “Fuck, you’re so wet y/n it's running down your thighs,” you hear Yoongi groan while he kisses your inner thighs, covering his lips with your wetness. Tae moves lower, kissing the valley between your breasts, covering every nerve ending before licking your hardened bud, making you hum in Jungkook’s mouth.

The sensation of having 3 men worship you this way is overwhelming. You felt hot. Your body covered in a sheen of sweat, your core tightened into a coil begging to be unravelled. There were kisses, licks, bites, sucks as well as gentle touches all over your body. But that’s when you felt it, Yoongi’s tongue flat on the slick on your pussy sending you wild, the sensation warm and welcomed. You arch your back so fast that you practically force Jungkook and Tae off you. They stop to watch him work, hands down their sweatpants already sticky from their precum.

Yoongi, begins slow and teasing, licking from your soaked lips all the way up to your clit, wrapping his lips around it before pulling slightly causing you drench is chin. Tae leans in to help you along, continuing his narration, “you like that baby?” making you nod through breathy pants. “Do you want to cum on his tongue?” 

You groan a “y-yes” between ragged breaths. 

“Perhaps we should see who you cum hardest for,” he challenges looking at Jungkook, who is always up for a competition. 

Yoongi looks up at you from between your thighs, groaning into your cunt from the fucked out sight in front of him, lifting only for a second to frankly say, “but she knows my tongue technology is superior.” The view below, seeing Yoongi looking up your body through his dishevelled brown locks, massacred by your hands running and pulling through them.

He continues his onslaught, fucking you with his tongue while he nuzzles your clit with his nose. His hands squeezing indents into your hips as he pulls you closer to him. Feeling you tighten around his tongue he knows you’re close. You’re too breathless to tell him, so he swaps his tongue for his fingers, easing them in 1 by 1 before he has 3 long digits curving to hit your spot, pumping at a steady pace. “You’ll want to watch this,” he says to his brothers, making them move to his view. Yoongi leans in to take your clit in his mouth, pants increasing with whimpers as he draws you to your high before you release all over his hand soaking the sheets beneath him. Groans are drawn out of the all the guys while Yoongi fingerfucks you through your orgasm, still latched onto your clit helping you through your comedown.

“Fuck, she cums hard Hyung,” Jungkook says while Yoongi crawls up the bed to your face, chin and lips still covered in you. 

“Yes, she does,” Yoongi agrees before planting a kiss on your lips, covering yours in your wetness. You open your eyes, still shut and coming down from your high. They’re still dark when they look up at Yoongi above you, licking your lips to taste yourself, to edge him on because you want more. “Fuuuuuu…” he says before closing in on another kiss, allowing you to delve deeper into his mouth, wrapping your tongue around his. You’re a little startled when you feel hands slide up the inside of your thighs, suddenly remembering you’re not alone.

“You’re so wet baby. Do you need me to clean you up?” Tae growls, looking up at you from between your thighs, his black hair parted allowing his eyes to peek through the strands. He’s waiting for your approval, while he gently runs his fingers along the tops of your thighs sending shivers up your body. Yoongi ignores him, needing to taste you more doing so by sinking his teeth into your swollen bottom lip and pulling. “Clean her up Hyung,” Jungkook says. Tae edges his fingers closer, being up close he can see how swollen you are and he needs to be gentle.

Starting with kisses on your thighs, he works up and across your mound, being careful not to touch your sensitive clit until you’re ready. He can hear you start to groan in Yoongi mouth, meaning he can finally taste you, placing the lightest kitten lick on your lips to cover his tongue in you. Jungkook moves closer, “How does she taste?”, Tae moves to allow Jungkook to taste for himself, placing his lips around your slit before pushing his tongue in shallowly, sucking you into his mouth. 

Tae, moves Jungkook out of the way, “She tastes so sweet. I need more”.

Jungkook, moves closer to your face allowing Tae to continue cleaning you up. Yoongi’s still on your lips, your hand down his sweatpants covering your hand in precum. “You taste like honey, babygirl,” Jungkook says, breaking your kiss with Yoongi and pulling your face to his, covering your lips and tongue in the wetness he’s not swallowed. 

“Let’s taste,” Yoongi pulls you to him desperate to taste you again. It’s messy, your lips are swollen from bites and kisses from 2 people but the taste of them has you ready for more. Your internal ache burning up again, causing you to gush on Tae’s chin, his tongue flicking on your clit.

“Gguk-ah, I need some help here,” Tae pulls on Jungkook’s leg to encourage him back down the bed. The 2 of them maneuvering to both clean you up. Jungkook lifts your right leg to an angle, sliding underneath, turning his head right getting a face full of your cunt, while Tae is reaching over your left leg to suck, pull and flick at your clit. Your upper body is busy with Yoongi, although you're becoming breathless again, the feeling of 3 tongues on your body is coiling you up once more.

Yoongi’s already kicked off his sweatpants, allowing easier access to him, his precum smeared over your hand as you pump his length. His kisses are still passionate and deep, making it difficult to breathe. You begin to groan in his throat, pulling away as the sensations are too much. “You close kitten?” he asks as he marks your neck, you’re nodding at him, unable to find your words. Yoongi pulls you up the bed away from Tae and Jungkook, he kneels between your legs and smears his precum over your clit, pumping and squeezing for more to dribble down onto your slit, mixing with your own juices as he lines himself up with your entrance.

He grabs your hips and pulls you up to straddle his lap, sliding you onto him. He stills for a minute while he lifts your body against him, you’re chest to chest when he plants a kiss on your lips. “You’re mine first kitten,” he tells you before he’s rolling your hips with his hands, making you gyrate on his lap. Your head thrown back from finally being full of him, pushing against the spot where you need him most, you’re peeking. Your breath is ragged while whimpers leave your throat, especially when he moves his hands to reach and touch your ass. “You want me in here kitten?”, he says as he places a finger on it to tease. You shake your head, focussed on the feeling coiling within you. “No? Do you want Tae or Jungkook instead?” he sounded slightly disappointed, as though you preferred his brothers to do that to you. You shake your head once more.

“What should they do then kitten? They’re waiting for you,” Yoongi asks, slowing slightly to keep you on the edge for a bit longer. You turn to them both, still sat at the end of the bed with their sweatpants on, their hands down them trying to ease the hardness. 

You turn to Yoongi, “I-I want t-them,” 

“Yes y/n, what do you want them to do?”, 

“I-I want,” pressure building up within causes you to stop, and Yoongi stops to stop you from going over the edge. 

“Use your words kitten,” He’s pressing for an answer as well as on your hips and neck. 

“I want them after you. I’m yours first Sir.” 

“Fuck y/n. You want them to fuck my cum into you?”. You nod to confirm, making Yoongi start rolling you on his cock again, “You’re so filthy. Wanting to be filled with me first. Them having to go through me to get to you. Allowing me to mark you as mine,” Yoongi turns to his brothers, “You heard her. Top drawer.” 

Making you mutter, “N-no. Without”. 

Yoongi’s eyes widen, a bit taken aback by your honesty, “You want to be filled with them too kitten?” Yoongi asks, causing a groan out of you and a roll of your shutting eyes.

Yoongi turns to his brothers for confirmation. Although this is what you want, he’s protecting you. He knows you’re on birth control but he doesn’t want to risk anything else. He is yours and you are his after all. 

Tae mouths “I’m clean” at Yoongi, knowing exactly what he’s getting at and hearing what you said. 

He looks at Jungkook who replies, “Not done it without before”. 

This draws a guttural groan out of your throat, your clenching around Yoongi, so close to release. “She likes the sound of that.” He lays you on your back, still kneeling so he’s got you tilted on his lap, pounding into your spot, making you tighten more and more by the second. “Fuck, you’re so tight y/n,” as he places his thumb on your exposed clit sending you over the edge. The coil releases, pulsating around Yoongi, “Fu-fuck” he curses as he finds his release too, spilling into you. The hot feeling of his cum filling you up causes groans from you. He stills not to overstimulate you before withdrawing, putting a pillow under you so you remain tilted on the bed, so not to a single spill a drop.

Yoongi watches you laying there, still breathing heavily, panting from your high, being teased for what felt like hours. You look exhausted and fucked out already, very little energy left and he could see your face wanting more. Your walls still pulsating from your high, the edge Yoongi pushed you over causing him to dribble from you and over your slit. “Careful kitten. Don’t spill any,” Yoongi says as he scoops up the white thread on his finger, presenting it to your mouth to taste him. You take his finger, wrapping your tongue around it to ensure you got every salty bit of him. He places a kiss on your lips before laying by your side, stroking your skin, turning to his brothers mouthing, “well?”.

Tae moves like a flash. You’ve never seen someone undress so quickly in your life. You blinked and he’s nude, his sweatpants pooled on the floor with the robe he dropped earlier, his cock angry, long and hard waiting for your touch, but he resists. “Baby, I’m going to take my time with you,” he growls as he crawls across the bed towards your face. 

He starts from lower stomach up your body, placing slow, light, kisses on your sweat sheened body, watching your face between the strands of black hair framing his dark eyes. He can see you're enjoying his touch, your eyes watching back, glazing over with lust and wanting. His touch becoming slower as he reaches the valley between your breasts, still heaving with heavy breathing, before his delicate fingers trace your skin, brushing up the sides of your body before cupping your breast in his hands. You gasp, as he brushes his thumb along the curvature and over your harden buds. He toys with you, swiping his thumb back and forth over your left when his kisses cover the right, taking your nipple in his mouth and wrapping his tongue around it. “Someone is sensitive,” he mocks between flicks of his tongue, causing heat to boil within you once more. He nips down on your breast, pulling at the nipple slightly between his lips, humming to send vibrations through your body.

Yoongi’s laying there by your side, watching Tae worship your body to make you want him inside. It’s hard for him to watch his brother do this to you, but the look on your face is ecstasy and he adores seeing you like this. He loves driving you to make those faces and sounds. He can’t resist putting kisses on your neck, tracing your ear with his lips, whispering “How often have you thought about this?”, you turn to face Yoongi and shake your head in response, “Pay attention to him kitten, he wants you… but remember, you’re mine,” before placing a kiss on your lips.

Tae is latched to your breast, his lips wrapped and sucking on it but his cock in his hand leaking precum all over his fingers and your mound, dribbling over your pussy. He lines himself up against your wet entrance, already filled with Yoongi, covered in Tae’s pre-cum and you’re already aching for more. Tae leans into your neck, towering over your sweat covered body placing kisses on your neck before whispering in your ear, “I want to feel you. I want you to cum for me. On me. Around me.” He catches your eyes, both of you dark, turned on and filled with lust. He moves closer, his strands of black hair touching your face as he leans in to kiss your lips, sliding into you as he does so. He’s hissing into your gaped mouth, your walls engulfing him as he bottoms out deep within you. You’re clenching around him already, mainly from sensitivity but he waits, continuing to kiss you until he feels you relax around him.

As soon as he feels you relax, Tae begins to grind into you painfully slow yet satisfyingly so. He’s doing as he promised. He wants to feel you, learn the what makes you hum, makes you hiss and groan, which he learns quickly. You feel full of him and you can feel Yoongi’s cum starting to dribble out of you, making Tae look down. “Fuck y/n. You’re leaking all over me,” before he leans back in to bite along your jaw, working down your neck, feeling you tighten around him. His angle adjusts and he’s hitting right where you need him. Every single slow press pushing you closer and closer, tighter and tighter around him. His rhythm is romantic, not in a loving way but like he’s making art. Considering each movement, whether with his hips, the glare from his eyes or his lips on your neck, it's all well timed like he knows what makes your body purr.

You begin to pant from feeling your core start to tighten, and Tae can feel it around him. “You getting tighter for me already baby?” his low voice having you in a whimpering mess. The vibrations from it shooting through you. You feel him grab your hand and place it on your lower stomach, placing his over the top pushing down slightly. “Push here y/n. You feel that?” you feel him moving inside you, and damn it's hot to feel it through yourself, making you clench tighter around him. “Do you like me fucking you baby?”, a groan pulls from your throat. “Keep your hands here. See if you can feel me cum” he tells you before he traces his hands up your sides, rolling your nipple with the one hand and cupping the other to meet his lips. His lips wrapped around your bud flicking his tongue back and forth, making your coil tighten to its brink. 

“I’m sooo close,” you purr. 

“I know Baby. I am too.” Tae growls with your nipple still in his mouth, and that’s when he does it. He clamps down on your nipple, sucking it into his mouth sending you throbbing over his cock. Tae isn’t far behind you and not only do you feel him spilling inside you, but you feel his throbbing cock through your stomach, where you still have your hand pressed.

He stills completely so you don’t lose any more of Yoongi and his cum from you until he falls away from you on the bed. Your back and ass still propped up with a pillow. “How was that Kitten?” Yoongi reminds you he’s here by stroking your hair. You nod at him, completely limp and fucked. “Good, because it’s Gguk’s turn now,” Yoongi reminds you. 

You shake your head, “Can’t,” you’re certain you can’t take anymore. 

You’re wasted and certain that any more will kill you, metaphorically speaking. “Kitten, he’s been so good waiting his turn. You’ve cum for me more times than this before,” Yoongi reminds you. Jungkook is sat on the end of the bed, wide-eyed. He still can’t believe this is happening, jerking himself off under his sweatpants, his abs tightening from the pressure of no release. Yoongi continues to stroke your hair, “Come on kitten, I know you can do this. I’ll help you.” You nod in agreement, although you’re sensitive.

Jungkook moves to you, not removing his sweatpants but climbs the bed. “Careful. I’m sensitive,” you tell him between deep breaths. 

“Sure Babygirl. I’ll be careful,” he affirms. He’s gentle in his approach, he wants to see you and talk to you before he does anything. He meets you face to face, brushing your hair with his fingers and you’re softening to his touch. “I’ve not done this before,” he says. 

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to,” brushing your hand through his hair, his eyes rolling from the touch as you tousle his locks. 

“No, I want to. I’ve been hearing you for months through that wall. It’s my turn to make you moan.” His doe eyes are dark and taking in your features. He looks at your lips then flicks up to your eyes, he’s staring at yours through his dark hair strands, sweat already beading on his brow, moistening his lips with his tongue as he leans in to kiss you. Tongues and teeth clashing, his actions are rougher than his words because he needs you.

His hands are gentle but his mouth is not. Jungkook’s stroking along your collarbone, your neck, holding your chin. His mouth is pressed tightly against yours, sighing into it as his tongue is wrapped around yours. He breaks to check you’re ok but your eyes tell it all, but he’s quick and turns your head, grazing the sensitive parts on your neck and jaw with his teeth. “You have no idea what your groans have done to me,” he murmurs in your ear before latching his lips around it and sucking. You gasp with pleasure. He’s quick but it’s working, he’s getting you wound up again. “I’m going to savour this,” he mutters, before working down your body.

His movements are precise like he’s thought about doing this to you over and over. He goes to mark you on your chest but stops before it can turn pink, licking the wound. He remembers you’re not his to mark, but your moans are currently all for him right now and he’s loving the way you sing them. He licks, nips and kisses his way lower, finding those sensitive areas of skin that almost flutter with his touch. He’s worshipping you and you're watching him do so. His eyes attentive to your face, watching for any flinch if he goes too far but from your stomach, he’s desperate to hear your moans for him.  There’s no sensitivity left, he’s building pleasure within you. He rolls his eyes closed when you run your fingers through his hair and pull at the strands slightly, dishevelling his sweaty locks. And that’s when he does it, he licks your inner thigh clean with one big stripe, already covered in you, Yoongi and Tae, his motions filling you with pleasure.

“Y/N, you’re so full,” Jungkook growls as he takes in your cum filled cunt. His tongue runs from the back to the front, scooping a load of cum from you before presenting it to your mouth. He doesn’t so much kiss you, he presses your lips with his until you open them to allow him in. Instead, he lets the cum from his tongue bead down with his saliva into your mouth, allowing you to taste Tae and Yoongi finally. You groan from his actions, they’re filthier than you thought considering he hasn’t done this before. “Look at you tasting my Hyungs after they filled you up”, he growls at you, sending you gushing. Then he’s gone. He’s latched to your clit, lips wrapped around it as he circles his tongue. He’s removing his sweatpants while he sends your insides coiling tighter for him, whimpers leaving from your lips. “Turn over for me Babygirl,” he says as he helps you over.

As you’re flipped ass up, head down, you feel a chest underneath you and hands threaded with yours, both Yoongi’s. “You’re beautiful like this Kitten,” which puts a smirk across your face. He starts stroking your cheek, watching you lovingly. He wants to watch your face as you cum. Jungkook strokes your back and ass cheeks before pumping himself, lining up with your entrance, cum already leaking out from both Tae and Yoongi, but now it’s about to be filled with his. Jungkook leans forward to kiss your shoulders and run his hands in your hair, balling some in his fist. “Sing for me Babygirl,” he whispers in your ear as he pushes into you, cum pushing out of you onto his skin and the bed. “Fuuuuu-,” you gasp out. Breathing heavy as Jungkook bottoms out in you. 

“Fuck you’re so wet,” Jungkook grunts. 

“Yeah, it’s different without,” Tae points out from the sidelines, a box smile spread across his face as he’s flaked out on the bed.

Jungkook stills for a moment, composing himself before he begins to move, and boy, he’s relentless. He begins pounding into you, slapping against you with every hip movement. His hands on your hips, his eyes fixed on watching his cock disappear within you and reappearing covered in cream. Some from you, some from his brothers. Yoongi starts to coax you through, watching you breathing heavy, whimpering and groaning. “I love watching your face when my tongue licks your cunt kitten,” your eyes snapping to Yoongi’s. You’re fixated on each other, no one else is in the room. “You always look like you’re in bliss. Just like now,” he continues while you let yourself listen to the pleasure burning within you, singing moans from deep inside you. “I love making you moan on my fingers. I love stretching you with my cock,” causing you to gasp. A slap ringing in the air from Jungkook’s hand on your ass cheek, the sting tightening the coil further. 

“Shit y/n you’re getting tight on me,” growls Jungkook between ragged breaths. So he does it again, slapping your ass thrusting you forward onto Yoongi’s lips, kissing you to help send you over the edge and cumming on Jungkook’s cock. 

Yoongi pulls away to watch your face, “but I love watching your face when you cum”. 

“Fuck Babygirl,” follows feeling Jungkook spill into you, filling you up for the 3rd time tonight as he fucks you through your orgasm.

“That’s my good girl,” Yoongi says as you collapse on his chest. Both Jungkook and Tae are starfished naked on Yoongi’s bed, falling asleep. Yoongi slides out from underneath you, grabbing his sweatpants and puts a tee on you. You’re so fucked out you can barely move, making a mess on the sheets. He scoops you up into his arms as he walks out of his room. “I’m going to your room,” Yoongi announces but it’s too late, his brothers are sound asleep.

Yoongi carries you bridal style out of his room and into Jungkook’s room next door, immediately going to the bathroom to preheat the shower. He doesn’t even remove his sweatpants or the tee covering your body. He carries you into the walk-in shower, both of you soaked from warm water seeping through your clothing to hit the skin underneath. Yoongi lowers himself to sit on the shower floor with you curled in his lap, your head on his shoulder while allows the water to rain on you both from above. “But most of all kitten, I love you,” he whispers while he smoothes your hair, embracing you until you fall asleep.

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