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cutebunnybubbles · 6 months

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Can't Help It, I Love You ༓ jjk (m)

✑ Summary: Finally getting a day off, your boyfriend takes you out on a date. Everything is sickeningly sweet until you visit a cute little lingerie store. All he wants to do now is get busy in the dressing room.

Pairing: boyfriend!jungkook x girlfriend!reader

AU/genre: fluff, smut, established relationship

Rating: M, 18+

Word Count: 3k+

Warnings: Oh you know, just soft coupley things that make me wanna squeal and then…, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, semi-public sex, sex in front of the mirror, foreplay, dirty talk, penetration, breath play, vaginal fingering, breast play, tiny bit of biting, cunnilingus, a lot of licking….lets just say that, overstimulation, tiny bit of degradation at the end (jk calls reader a whore, reader says she wants to be called a slut), light ass spanking

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A/N: hi guys 👀 me again lmao...i love established relationship AUs so dang much so i wrote this. I hope you enjoy 😗💜

Twisting in front of your bedroom mirror, you allow the delicate material of your dress to flow around your figure. You and Jungkook have agreed that spending the day together is much needed after your crazy, off the wall schedules keeps menacing with your relationship. Nothing in particular is planned though, it’ll be wherever the day takes you.

A pair of soft hands reach forward and set along your waist as you pat yourself down. You smile seeing your exceptionally handsome boyfriend in the reflection, his head calmly rests on your shoulder.

“You ready?” Jungkook pecks your cheek. The subtle action has every bone in your body quivering.

“In a minute,” you reply, taking in his appearance. Black t-shirt paired with a light jacket, dark washed jeans, and of course, he’s got his piercings in. His hair’s freshly washed too, locks still damp.

“Okay, but you look gorgeous as is,” he insists. “You don’t need to keep sprucing up you know.”

“But I want to look pretty for you.” You casually shoot back.

Jungkook pecks your cheek again. “You’re beautiful.” He pecks the side of your neck. “You’re sexy.” And turns your face towards his to peck your lips. “I love you always. Let’s go.”

You let out a small whine but he laces his fingers into yours and leads you out of the room.

Your date starts with brunch at a nearby cafe. The atmosphere is welcoming upon entrance. Everything is clean and consists of warm colors ranging from an intense orange to blush blue. It’s moderately crowded being the weekend but you manage to claim a window seat.

While you wait for a server, a few diners gaze your direction from a table diagonal to yours. They seem to be giggling and whispering to each other. You’re unsure what all the gossip's about until you realize they’re staring at your boyfriend. You suppress a smile but it doesn’t go unnoticed.

“You look like you have something to share,” Jungkook speaks up, intrigued.

“Mm.” You shake your head, denying the accusation.

“Tell me.”

“You just…have some admirers is all.”

Jungkook whips his head around at your words, scanning the room carefully. Grin spreads timidly across his face when he notices the group of individuals you’re referring to. He gives a tiny wave their direction, causing them to turn excitedly amongst each other.

“And what about you?” He returns his focus to you. “Are you my admirer too?”

“Maybe,” shoulders shrug as you crook your head sideways.

“How ‘bout now?” He leans over and steals a kiss.

“Maybe yes.”

“That’s not a definite answer. Should I keep giving you kisses until you admit you’re mine?” Lips move to capture yours again but the clearing of a throat puts it at a halt.

Jungkook yanks himself back in his original upright position, blinking up at your waitress standing at the edge of the table. The young woman greets you both with a cheerful smile that says get a room.

After brunch you decide to walk to the creek, arms entangling with one of his. It's been a secret place for the both of you since first getting together. Sure, a few other people know about it but it's tucked in, mostly hidden from the public eye. You and Jungkook happened to stumble upon it during one of your spontaneous outings. The steepness of the climb has had you secured in his grip many times before but you assure him you're well capable to trail down yourself today.

"Watch your step," he cautions, allowing you in front of him. “Don’t go too fast.”

"I got it, I got-Ahh!"

Okay maybe you're not so capable as you thought. One wrong step and you're sliding down the hill with Jungkook anxiously racing down to catch you.

"Y/N!" He stops your movement with a strong grip. You wince at the scraping of your legs. "Must you always be this stubborn?" He sturdies his stance and hauls you up in his arms.

"I prefer independent,” you correct.

"Your dress is stained and you have scratch marks all over your legs.”

"Evidence of my bravery."

"Are you actually okay baby?" His concern makes your eyes gleam. He’s always taking care of you.

"Extremely so," you snuggle into his chest, wrists locking together around his neck.

Jungkook carries you all the way to the bottom of the creek. He gently guides you down on your feet once finding a comfortable area. The bubbling of the water calls both of your attention almost immediately.

“Shall we?” You enclose your hand in his and start rock hopping. Jungkook chuckles at your eagerness.

“Y/n, what’d we learn about going too fast?”

“That a strong, muscly man like you will be hot on my trail, ready to rescue me!”

“Babe come on.”

“What? Am I going to need to get a new muscly man?”

“No, never! Only me.”

You look over your shoulder and throw him a wide smile. He’s always cutest when a hint of his possessive side sneaks out. Last week he stopped by your work during lunch and witnessed a coworker of yours hovering a little too close behind you. It was an accident but Jungkook didn’t see it as such and for the whole rest of the day, a pout rested on his face.

A bit more rock hopping and you feel the urge to rest and take in the scenery. Jungkook guides you to sit between his legs once finding an ideal landing area. The position gives you a direct view of the water rippling down the current while lush greenery shades you from the harsh beams of the sun. You relax into his chest, feeling the beat of his heart—complete ecstasy overtakes you.

Hours pass and evening falls. Looks like you lingered at the creek longer than expected, but it’s not like you were running on a schedule anyway. This was your day and you could do whatever you wanted. Jungkook even took a short nap believe it or not.

Strolling back to the middle of town, you notice many businesses remain open but the cafe you ate at for brunch is closed. Makes sense having only served breakfast and lunch items.

“Wanna go in?” You gesture to the mall up ahead. There’s a pretty decent crowd bustling inside, stirring your curiosity.

“Sure,” Jungkook replies. “Might as well see what all the hypes about.”

Entering the glass doors, red balloons and oversized signs catch your gaze. There’s a sale today, duh. No wonder there’s a slew of people gathering in here.

You and Jungkook scan the expanse of the mall but nothing quite catches your eye like the little lingerie shop who’s sign glows pink. You glance at each other, faint smirk on both your faces.

“Try this on.” Your boyfriend hands you what is probably the skimpiest bra and panty set you’ve ever seen. The amount of cut outs and transparent sections makes you wonder if you ought to just go naked instead.

“This is like three sizes too small for me Jungkook.” You shake the item at him, seeing right through his antics. “I’m not gonna be able to breathe.”

“It was all that was left,” he lies, eyes sparkling mischievously. “Obviously it’s a very hot commodity. Just try it on once. Go on, baby.” He nods towards the dressing rooms.

“You try it on,” you shove the material at him but he pushes it back into your hand.

“Please?” Head crooked to the side, Jungkook flashes you his doe eyes. Unfair, really. How can he make himself look that cute when you know he’s thinking about railing you against the nearest wall tonight?

You grip the fabric tighter and dangle it by your side. “The things I do for you,” you grit and walk towards the dressing room. Jungkook follows close behind, making sure to give your ass a little spank along the way.

Once inside the changing room, you observe the contraption in its full essence. There’s no way this is going on your body smoothly. You remove your clothes and start wiggling into the set.

Yup, just as you thought. The panties barely cover your ass cheeks and the bra…don’t even get started on the bra. It’s lacy that’s for sure but also extremely see-through around the nipple area. Definitely the main selling point for Jungkook. He loves anything that shows even a sliver of your tits.

“Jungkook?” You poke your head out from the door of your changing room.

Your boyfriend looks up from his phone and leans off the wall. He strolls up to you, anticipation playing on his face. “Let me see.”

“Okay but just so you know, I can barely move in this.” The door creaks wide, revealing your form. Jungkook doesn’t even try containing the grin pulling on his lips.

“Fuck yeah, that’s coming home with us,” he cuts shortly, scanning over your body like a starved animal.

“This is squeezing me in every way possible. Can’t you choose something else?”

He steps into the stall, hands reaching out to grip your bare sides. “Nope, I choose this. You look stunning baby, sexy as fuck. Wanna shove you up against the back of this door and pound you that’s how much this turns me on.”

“Jungkook…this is a public place. Keep it in your pants until we get home.” You try shrugging his hold off but your boyfriend, evidently stronger than you, anchors his hands around your waist.

“Not sure if I can do that baby,” he says, pressing himself against your body, making you feel his growing erection. “I think it wants out.”

Scoffing, you send him an eye roll. “It always wants out.”

“And that’s a problem how?” He retaliates, grinding into you nice and firm. The motion has your legs shift apart, arousal builds in your core almost instantly. You’re beginning to truly realize how easy it takes for your boyfriend to get you going.

Embarrassingly easy.

“Jungkook,“ you lift your arms around his neck as if habitual.

“Is this you saying yes to a quickie?”

“Lock the door,” you bite your lip expectantly.

He’s desperate. Ferocious even. You try with all your might to keep in perfect sync with his lips but it’s impossible. He's determined to drown you out. You end up slipping a hand down to palm his bulge, knowing he’ll groan in response. And groan he does; long and deep. You love it. But as if triggered, your body’s forced around immediately, back tight against his muscular chest.

“Fucking look at yourself baby," he grabs a hold of your thighs and squeezes them roughly. "Absolutely addicting.”

You stare at your reflection in the mirror facing you, Jungkook's eyes are staring back. It's a bit surreal and you find yourself freezing momentarily. Was this your life? You watch as he moves his lips to the edge of your neck, eagerly applying open mouth kisses to the area. Your eyes threaten to close at the sensation but your boyfriend gives you a little nip, drawing a sharp yelp out of you.

“Keep them open,” he demands, tongue brushing over the slightly sore spot. The gesture sends waves of pleasure up your spine. It's very difficult to do as he says in this condition but you do it anyway.

Satisfied, Jungkook returns to sucking on your neck. He sneaks his arms under yours to gather your breasts in his palms at the same time. You reflexively draw a hand up and card through his hair with your fingers.

“Your tits look so hot in this,” he comments, pushing them together in a tight ball. "Shit." Thumbs glide across the tips of your buds as he continues kneading your breasts rougher and rougher until—

“Fuck!” Jungkook eyes dilate when your breasts pop out of the bra. All his endless groping managed to completely dismantle the material. Its straps are hanging off your shoulders and the clasp is ripped out of place.

“You busted it!” You spin to face him but he pays no attention to your protest. Instead, he throws the barely there bra off in one motion and starts mouthing your mounds like a beast. The delicious friction causes your back to arch and head to snap back simultaneously.

“Ahh—Jungkook this—fuck!”

“You know I love hearing you baby but unless you want someone to catch us, I suggest you stifle some of those moans,” he mutters switching between your breasts.

Reluctantly, you bite back every whine that's begging to escape out but Jungkook isn't making it easy. He tugs your nipples with his teeth, tongue darting out to circle over them for extra stimulation. You find yourself quickly loosing your balance and stumble back into the door of the changing room. Jungkook grunts and follows your movement, lips still enveloped around a tit. He gives the other a few lengthy sucks before finally pulling off. Yeah, these are going to be aching tomorrow.

“You’re a tit man through and through,” you pant, heart pounding.

“Guilty,” he shrugs before yanking your panties down to your ankles. You gladly step out of them, fully aware of what's to come. “Look how much you’re dripping baby,” he says collecting some of the arousal glistening along your folds.

“Jungkook, I-you said this was going to be a quickie.”

“Yeah, I did,” he replies and plunges two of his fingers into your wet, hot cunt. “But you know you need to come at least once before you can take me. Always gotta stretch this tight little pussy out, ain’t that right baby?”

“J-Jungkook!!” Pleasure spikes through your system as he breaks through your walls. This isn’t your first time but it sure fucking feels like it.

"Apparently my baby needs help staying quiet hm?" His free hand encloses around the base of your neck without warning, applying enough pressure to keep you from being too loud but without hurting you. The hold sends you into overdrive.

Jungkook studies your face; eyes rolled back and lids closed. He feels his length throbbing in his pants as he views your fucked out state. You hear the squelching of your heat increase with every twist of his fingers, provoking him to pump faster. A couple of hard curls later and he has your pussy spasming, triggering your first orgasm. Jungkook removes his grip around your neck as your cum rapidly spills over his fingers.

You feel some of the sticky substance run down your inner thigh when he extracts himself from your cunt but it doesn't get far. With the flat of his tongue, Jungkook cleans it up until there’s no trace of excess spillage left. He decides to do the same to your pussy but ends up getting carried away and dips his tongue between your weeping folds, ramming it in and out.

"Too much," you pull on his hair but he's unfazed. "Jungkook too much…I can't—"

And there you go, your second orgasm rips through your body in a hurricane of vibrations. Your boyfriend gives your pussy one last stripe with his tongue before popping off to grip the band of his pants.

Fully hard and leaking, you whimper at the sight of his cock out of its restraints. How it manages to fit inside your cunt makes your head spin. Your mouth waters as you prepare to drop to your knees but he stops you from lowering yourself mid-motion.

“This floor’s too damn dirty baby,” he coos. “And you’re too beautiful to get on your knees right now so I’m gonna hold you up and fuck you like you deserve.”

Your thighs are raised into his palms before you have time to counter. Jungkook secures you up along the wall of the dressing room, your arms lock around neck for extra support. The lack of distance between your bodies has the head of his length teasing your entrance. You’re about to tell him to hurry up and push in but he slams into you before you can squeak the words out.

“F-fuck,” you gasp having the breath knocked out of you.

Your eyes shift to the mirror angled in the corner behind you both. It’s position allows you a perfect view of Jungkook’s length sheltering itself in you over and over. You’ve never really watched your boyfriend fuck the daylights out of you before. Maybe you should do it more, seeing as the pressure in your core heightens in response.

“Dammit baby,” he buries his face in the juncture between your neck and shoulder. “I’m not gonna last much longer when you feel like a fucking dream around me.”

“Well same here,” your chest rises heavily against his. “I think I’m going to fall apart the way your cock’s drilling into me.”

Unable to restrain himself further, his thick, hard length beats itself in your inviting walls at a pace so overwhelming it has you shaking and clenching in seconds. Jungkook brings his lips feverishly over yours. Tongues roll in each others mouths to keep either of you from screaming and alerting outsiders.

Your kisses get sloppy with every thrust of his hips and you end up exploding around him first, bathing him in your cum. He shoots his load in you closely after. The mixture of warmth draws a long moan from both of you as you relax into each other’s bodies.

Once you recover your breath, Jungkook sets your feet back on the ground. You find yourself wobbling ever so slightly, earning you a cocky smirk from your boyfriend.

“You okay?” he asks, knowing you’re not.

You steady yourself on the surface of the door with a hand. “Every time we fuck you manage to make me come faster,” you start slowly. “I might not be able to keep up much longer.”

“Baby,” he picks up his pants from the bench. “You can’t even keep up now.”

Fire reignited, you meet the whites of his eyes. “Hurry up and get your clothes on because when we get home I want you to on your back, calling me a slut while I ride your cock until you’re begging me to slow down.”

“Shit, you’re gonna make me come again.”

“Just like that?”

“Just like that you little whore.”

Well, looks like this date's become like the rest; starts sweet and ends steamy. Are you surprised though? Not when it's Jungkook you're dating.

A/N: Hey guys thanks for all your reads on this fic, means a lot that you'd stop by 😊 Please let me know your thoughts if you enjoyed this; a little encouragement goes a long way for writers like me 💜😘

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cutebunnybubbles · 6 months

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You, your boyfriend, and a mad expensive tie he bought for no apparent reason. Or: Taehyung’s fondness for being called puppy is not as innocent as you thought.

Word count: 7k

Warnings: puppy play, porn, adult stuff but as in annoying co-workers.

# sub!tae, dom!reader, established relationship, masturbation, mommy kink, puppy play, mild brat taming, body worshipping, praising and degrading kink, chocking (? with a leash, pegging, anal fingering, hand job, hair pulling, prostate milking-ish, tae is a good boy but also a little shit.

Graphic design is my passion lol

Disclaimer: don’t do uphill gardening in real life without cleaning up first. Quoting Joonie, you could get ‘chocolate cheeks, chocolate wings.’

Anyways, this is nasty nasty. Had a lot of fun writing it but took me long to edit because I wrote it on my phone during my train trip back to my hometown next to an old lady who was annoyingly interested in what i was doing. love ya<3

Your favourite thing in the world was the mornings when you didn’t have to work. You’d wake up early – to have a shower before your boyfriend used every single drop of hot water – then you’d make yourself a nice cup of coffee, admire the views of the skyscrapers around your apartment, and revel in the joy that was being awake in the chilly beginning of the day.

“Honey,” you heard from behind you, “did we run out of milk?”

“There’s more on the top shelf.”

Taehyung sighed, moving to check again, and you took another sip of your coffee without turning to look at him.

“Ah, yeah, found it,” he claimed. Suddenly you felt him behind you, lips kissing your forehead gently, making you smile. “Good morning, love. Did you sleep well? You should sleep in when you don’t have to go to your office.”

You turned to him and pulled him down for a deeper kiss on the lips, eyes locked. “I like waking up early. I get to say goodbye.”

Taehyung was relishing the moment when you noticed something different around his neck. It was silky to the touch, deep green. The tie slithered around his neck like a snake, hugging the right places.

“New tie, baby?”

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cutebunnybubbles · 6 months

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Honey and Milk

Summary: Your stepbrother teaches you how to kiss.

Pairing: Fem! Reader x Yandere Kim Taehyung

Based on this request:

Warnings: implied murder, manipulation, pseudo-incest, corruption kink, overprotective! tae, innocent oc, dub con, implied non con (somnophilia), explicit smut (dom! taehyung, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, handjob, implied sub drop etc.), yandere behaviour

Word Count: 4.8K

His bedsheets smelled like the summer breeze. Crisp, clean and warm, as though they were still fluttering on the washing line outside. Yet, in the sun’s absence, the celestial moon hung in the night sky. A crescent, akin to the sliced oranges arranged like flower petals on your plate, courtesy of your mother.

It was placed within arm’s reach, on the nightstand, as you laid on your stepbrother’s bed. Your mother’s head peeked around the door and left it ajar before she pitter pattered away. You watched him study while your parents were watching a black and white movie downstairs. Taehyung hadn’t bothered to turn on the lights, the lamp on his desk casting a golden glow upon his features.

Just like the facts written in his textbook, your stepbrother’s beauty was irrefutable. You saw glimpses of his father, in the curve of his jaw and his lips. You had never met his mother prior to her death but you had seen the grainy, coloured pictures preserved in a family photo album. He had his mother’s eyes.

Standing side by side, Taehyung and you looked nothing alike. It used to bewilder people until they understood that your relationship grew from nurture rather than nature. However, even if you were related by blood, nothing guaranteed that you’d win the genetic lottery like he did. Living in a country plagued with unrealistic beauty standards and lookism, your stepbrother was always put on a pedestal for his beauty. A halo surrounded him wherever he went and perhaps, it was difficult to not think of him as an angel when he looked like something entirely out of this world.

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cutebunnybubbles · 6 months

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shut you up (m)

➸ pairing: jungkook x f. reader

➸ word count: 3.3k

➸ genres: pwp, est. relationship, slight fluff at the end

➸ rating: M — MDNI..!

➸ summary: Jungkook has had enough of your attitude today, so he decides to fuck the life out of you to shut you up.

➸ warnings: he's a hardcore sadist here i'm sorry but he gets soft at the end, hard dom!jungkook, sub!reader, dd/lg themes, brat tamer!jk, brat!reader, unprotected sex (just don't), creampie, forced orgasms, fingering, degradation (uses of slut/whore), dacryphilia, impact play, manhandling, rough spanking, dirty talk, spitting (only once), uses of a belt (reader only gets tied up), reader gets slapped in the face during sex, brief aftercare, implied safe word (but reader doesn't use it), it's literally straight up porn the moment you click "keep reading", lmk if i missed anything!

"Uh, uh, uh," Jungkook tuts almost disappointingly at you as he forms a pout on his lips, feigning the pitiful expression he's wearing for you. "We have to do something about that attitude of yours, little girl." Abruptly, he lands another harsh spank to your poor, bruised ass for the umpteenth time. You cry helplessly with your wrists being held together behind your back, cunt all wet and sore for the past twenty minutes as your arousal has undoubtedly drenched your inner thighs at this point. You're all exposed and vulnerable to Jungkook's predatory-like gaze, and it's definitely feeding onto his domineering instincts.

"Fuck you," you spit back without any second thought, completely disregarding the heavy consequences Jungkook will impose on you.

And it clearly doesn't take long for you to regret what you have said.

He flips your body around like a featherweight ragdoll, manhandling you with ease before he hovers on top of your quivering figure to wrap a hand around your fragile throat. Squeezing, he restricts the airflow in your system that has your lungs wheezing for its life. You could only watch him laugh at your distress as you squirm around — a futile attempt in making him loosen his grip, really.

Although he doesn't budge a slight inch at your fuss, he still enjoys the entertainment you provide him.

"How about you try saying that again, sweetheart?" He dares you, tilting his head to the side while he stares menacingly at you. It's as if he's taunting you to oblivion until you hide away in pure shame. The things he's doing to you right now were mere warning signals, and your mind can't help but wonder how extreme your boyfriend can get if you justttt push his buttons a bit further. After all, you've been running your mouth the entire day. He didn't seem to care at first — not until you began spewing nonsense that undoubtedly ticked him off.

Getting bold? Then, Jungkook will definitely be twice as bolder than you are.

You both know who's the real one in charge here, and that's—

"Daddy!" You yelp when his nimble fingers unexpectedly come in contact with your gorging clit, pussy clenching around thin air from how desperate he managed to make you feel in an instant.

"You're not daddy's good little girl," he seethes, "Good girls don't act like fucking brats, do they?"

He continues to torture the sensitive bundle of nerves by repeatedly pinching it. He isn't necessarily rubbing you like how he would normally tease you — no, he's searching for your breaking point. His eyes alone are enough to convey his intentions for you tonight.

Eyes that want to mess with you.

And it's not in a loving way.

"Daddy, please—" you whimper, "it hurts."

Jungkook raises an eyebrow. "And?"

You could only cry at his curt response, sniffling while being void of the thought that he'd actually show any remaining mercy on you.

He stops to take a brief glance at your face. A few teardrops have already escaped from the glass-like state of your eyes. Unfortunately, your boyfriend remains unfulfilled, for he wants you to fucking sob. He wants nothing less than to shred your body apart until you're begging him while being a pathetic mess, letting out nothing but cries and endless screams of his name until your brain eventually reaches a meltdown.

"This is how brats take their lesson, whore. Daddy's gonna shut you up."

He flips you over again so you're laying on your back, forcing your legs wide as he lands a wad of spit down your dribbling core. Your whimpers are quiet at first, relishing in the sensation of his calloused tips easing over your heat. It's not until he splits your lips open with the sudden intrusion of his thumb, though. You scream and throw your head back as you can only lay there and watch him pump his digit in and out of you at a turtle's pace.

"Daddy," you mewl, bringing your hands down to gain a death grip on his veiny forearms.

However, you're taken aback when he flicks your touch away before sending you a stern command. "No touching, baby. Keep those pesky little hands to yourself."

You pout in surrender, but your face ends up contorting into a pleasurable mess soon enough when he hastily dips three fingers inside you, pumping you full until your back is already arching off the mattress.

"Jesus Christ, I haven't even fucked you properly and you're already squirming like a little girl," he mutters before settling on a ruthless onslaught of his fingers inside you. He's practically jackhammering his arm into your quivering heat, hitting all the right places that trigger your eyes to roll at the back of your head. The way he curls his fingers around has you reeling on the edge for him, knuckles turning white from how hard you're gripping the sheets.

With Jungkook knowing every nook and cranny of your body like the back of his hand, it definitely wasn't a challenge for him to access your g-spot, only realizing that he has hit the jackpot once your cries and screams turn up a notch.

He laughs like the devil himself, mocking you, "That's a good little girl, yeah? Taking daddy's fingers like the useless toy you are."

You can feel your walls clenching sporadically around his fingers, sensing the high that is about to rupture at any moment.

"Daddy, I—"

"Don't you dare cum without my permission."

Quickly cutting you off, Jungkook hastens up his actions, and before you know it, you're writhing off the bed as you scream your lungs out. Nothing comes out from your mouth aside from the desperate requests for him to stop. He doesn't listen, though. Both of you know that he's going to make you release your orgasm one way or another as a mere excuse to worsen the consequences.

You aren't really complaining, though.

"I can't hold it," you sob, legs quivering from the intense bliss he's applying on you.

"Yeah, you can, baby. You don't wanna disappoint daddy, do you?" He feigns a displeased expression. "You don't wanna disobey daddy, little girl."

The hot whisper he sends you has you nearing your orgasm swiftly. You resort to one last scream before your hands are already flying down to push him away.

He angrily scoffs at your futile rebellion, "What the fuck are you doing?" With that, he pins your frail hands above you with one hand, as the other remains unbothered in pumping your cunt full. "Are you too dumbed out on my fingers to follow one simple instruction?" Every time he stresses out on a word, he times it right with the depth of his thrusts.

"Keep. Those. Hands. To. Yourself."

Your moans become high-pitched. Your body is like a bubble beginning to burst any second. You're too long gone in the bliss that you never realized that he's already drowned you deep into subspace. You want to obey him, but his fingers are only urging the opposite.

"I - I really can't hold i—"

The noises you let out are more lewd than the ones you hear in pornographic videos. Your entire figure continues to tremble under the entire wrath of his fingers, but Jungkook's pace doesn't relent when your orgasm washes over you.

It doesn't take long for your voice to eventually grow tired from all the screams and cries you've been doing. All that's heard in the bedroom are the wet squelches of your heat alongside the quiet sobs you make every few seconds or so.

He doesn't utter a word nor show any reaction to your recent high, but you can definitely tell the anger is oozing out of him when he proceeds to overstimulate your abused cunt.

"Daddy, I can't take it anymore," you whimper when he ignores you, overstimulating your poor little pussy into a sopping, white mess.

Soon enough, your second orgasm for the night is already building up rapidly, abdomen tightening as the pain morphs into an indescribable mixture of bliss that certainly has your toes curling.

He fucks you with no remorse, eyes glazed with lust. He licks his lips with pure desire to wash your southern area with filthy white cum sticking everywhere. His appearance alone at the moment is enough to get you off, nearing your end once again when his slender fingers brush your sweet spot for another time.

You gasp loudly, voice increasing while you struggle underneath his iron grip on your wrists. "Daddy, I'm gonna cum..!"

Obscene noises tumble from your mouth like a waterfall as the tidal wave of your orgasm hits you with great impact. Nothing but incoherent babbles and his name can be heard. Jungkook chuckles lowly at the mess he created. The sight below is definitely something memorable to keep — cunt all painted in white as your inner thighs remain sticky from the excess essence your heat is drooling out.

"Your pussy looks so fucking pretty like this, baby."

He growls, voicing his thoughts out loud before pushing three of his fingers in his mouth for a taste. He hums in sheer delight when the sweet flavor of your remains come in contact with his tongue.

"Also tastes as sweet as it looks."

You can only let out small whimpers from his animalistic demeanor, receiving the same amount of desire he has.

With that, Jungkook throws all his patience out the window, for the stiff tent in his sweats has been aching a release the moment he began playing with your cunt. Reaching out for the belt hanging near your shared bed, he restrains your wrists just above your head. You wince in complaint, but it fails to gain Jungkook's sympathy.

The irritating barrier of clothing is off immediately. You flinch after unexpectedly feeling the angry tip of his cock rubbing between your swollen folds, only to feel it slowly inching inside you as your walls easily accommodate his thick girth.

Breathing heavily, you unknowingly clench around him in excitement. He groans in response, burying his head within the crook of your neck. Warm air hits the sensitive surface of your neck one after another. Your breathing is shallow and labored, contrary to the deep rolls of his languid hips now beginning to set another brutal pace coming your way.

How can you ever hold back from withdrawing smutty noises from your throat when he moves his hips oh-so smoothly like the calm waters of an ocean? And speaking of ocean, your cunt is definitely about to get fucked into a chaotic one by your boyfriend's dick alone.

He doesn't give you the additional time you need to adjust when he's already banging the bed's poor headboard against the wall multiple times. He could care less about the neighbors throwing countless complaints against him in the morning. Right now, the only objective coming in his mind is to make you cum more on his cock.

Grunting, he grips your jaw with inked fingers. forcing your gaze to lock on him. "You wanna be a disobedient little fucktoy and cum without daddy's permission, yeah? Well, daddy's gonna make you cum over, and over, and over again with his dick."

You moan wantonly the more he punctuates his hips deeper into the crevices of your heat. He wastes no time in locating your g-spot, nudging the spongy little spot repeatedly with the leaking tip of his cock.

Wailing, screaming, and cries are all that's heard in the room aside from the sound of his hips snapping against your inner thighs. Everything around you is humid, and you can feel more sweat accumulating in your entire body the harder Jungkook fucks you.

If Jungkook already has your world tearing apart merely with his fingers, then you fret how hard he'll wreak havoc on you with him jackhammering into your tiny cunt like a rabbit in heat.

The pleasure's all too much for you to take in, yet even process. More tears trickle down your face and you could swear that you felt his dick stiffen further at the sight of your pitiful state.

However, what he does next catches you off-guard, leaving a sharp pang of pain on the side of your cheek.

He doesn't do it once, though — rather getting addicted to the impact play, making him continue to slap you in the face more than he himself expected. It produces a larger amount of tears to fall from your eyes, and an even greater amount of wetness to gush out of your quivering cunt.

He laughs evilly above you, the pain being inflicted on you only makes his cock rage more in anger. He fucks you with greatness all while appreciating the expression of pain written on your face.

Humming, he caresses your stinging cheeks with benevolent fingers as if he never spanked the hell out of you in the first place. "Keep crying for me, baby," he rasps, "It only makes me harder for you."

You're toppling over the edge immediately, and Jungkook knows it too. You clench hard and tight around his girth, but it plays no hindrance for him to pound into you with all his might. In a flash, he has you screaming and shaking beneath him, your pussy deliciously creaming around him. Your world is spinning heavily and all your vision could see at the moment was white spots of cloudiness. You doubt your body can ever recover from the wave of destruction Jungkook brought you, but he continues to use you like the fleshlight you are nonetheless.

Grunts and pants can all be heard from the man on top of you. The rhythm of his thrusts remain consistent, and he's definitely far from releasing himself.

You whine at the overstimulation. Your entire figure is like a trembling piece of paper on the brink of tearing apart, but Jungkook pays no mind to any of it. You squirm around to protest against him only to have him slap you on the face again.

"Daddy, it's too much—"

"Shut the fuck up," he cuts you off with a growl, making you feel smaller than you already are.

After all, he knows when you actually want to stop.

"Shut the fuck up and just take daddy's dick, won't you? Brats don't deserve to speak."

In fact, you aren't even acting bratty around him anymore! You cry loudly, too deep into subspace to actually beg him to stop. Hence, you try to relax your body into the mattress. However, the lingering pain of his dick abusing your folds is enough to push you over another orgasm. You claw your nails into the palms of your hands, toes curling for what seems like the fourth time tonight as Jungkook triggers another orgasm out of you.

You scream again, your throat barely having the strength to utter out any noise at this point while you're going through another mind-numbing orgasm. All of the energy is drained out of you, and if it wasn't for Jungkook's iron grip on your body, then perhaps you would've fallen limp on the bed, close to it being lifeless.

He pulls out and manhandles you again to readjust you into another position, pushing you onto his lap with your back facing him. You whine for what seems like the umpteenth time when you feel him aligning the tip of his cock between your sopping folds. Your whole body feels like jelly and you might as well melt into a mess the moment he finds himself inside again. If it isn't for the steel grip he has on your hips, then you would've done so by now. He fucks you from beneath with great vigor, lulling you into another sinful daze as your head has itself leaning on Jungkook's shoulder for dear life.

Barely any noise is uttered from you, for he also seemed to knock the voice out of your throat from the power of the orgasms he's been coaxing out of you.

"You're doing so well for me, baby," he coos, placing soft kisses on your tear-stained cheeks. "Daddy's gonna cum so hard inside you. You want that, yeah? Daddy's gonna reward you like the good fucking girl you are." His sentence ends with a hot growl near your ear, sending your eyes to the very back of your head as your pussy clenches in arousal. You mewl, nodding your head in repetitive motions, for you can't sum up the energy to form a simple coherent response.

"God, you just love being used like a dirty cumdump, don't you? Fucking love being a dirty whore for daddy, mm?"

His words are pulling you to another orgasm. Your entire body is reaching the pointy top of your climax. Breathes mingling and struggling, bodies covered in nothing but sweat, a pool of white stickiness continuing to stain you and Jungkook's thighs — no other erotic film can compare to how hard you and your boyfriend are going at it. The feeling of his dick kissing your cervix repeatedly has your eyes seeing stars. His groans become more frequent, tone becoming whiny, and his pace finally becoming an inconsistent line of sloppy and wet thrusts inside of your soaking folds.

He places a hand on one of your tits, kneading it right before he pushes another orgasm through your system. At this point, you're unable to count how many times you've come, but you can definitely conclude that it's enough to make your stamina run out.

He continues to hold his release at bay, too lost in the pleasure of your wet cunt hugging his thick girth as he carelessly fondles with your breasts. A few more deep thrusts has you letting out the loudest screams you never expected to hear for yourself. With that, spurts of his hot cum are loaded in you. You moan in unison while you ride out Jungkook's orgasm by swiveling your hips around his crotch. He hisses once he takes a glimpse of the mess he rather created.

Both of your releases have eventually leaked on his balls and down the sheets — a problem that you'll have to deal with for the aftermath of your erotic escapades. For now, though, you and Jungkook brush it off, wanting no more than to clean each other up and cuddle into the sheets for the rest of the night.

He bites his lip when he pulls out, seeing his member entirely covered with your essence as his cum slowly drips out of your gaping hole. You grind on his cock one more time to get rid of any remaining tension in your body. Soon enough, your boyfriend is already reaching for your sore wrists to untie the restraints of his belt. He kisses them tenderly unlike the harsh treatment he's put you through just mere seconds ago.

Humming, he rubs the sides of your hips to ease you off. "Mmm, did you get hurt, baby?"

"No." You softly shake your head in response, voice barely a whisper but Jungkook still manages to register you nonetheless.

"Did you enjoy it, then?"

You blush at his sudden question, a smile creeping on your face when you reminisce about everything that just occurred which only made Jungkook smile as well.

"You did so well for me, baby." He plants soft pecks on the side of your neck, traveling up to your parted lips. "So, so well."

"Daddy's gonna give you a bath as a reward. Do you want that?" You nod. "We can cuddle afterwards and go to sleep," he says.

"Thank you," you whisper meekly to him, genuinely grateful to actually be dating a man with duality like him.

He sighs in contentment with you resting against his chest, mumbling a "love you, sweetheart" on the top of your head before heading off to the bathroom to prepare your warm bath together.

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cutebunnybubbles · 6 months

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⊹₊ ⋆ “you’re a doll,”

TAGS — pussy eating for the winnnn, almost getting caught like multiple times by hani, pregnant sex, unprotected sex, smutty smut, fingering, cunnilingus, creampie at the end, getting interrupted, dirty talk

WORD COUNT — 3.4 k

The bed dips low with a soft creak, you frown in your sleep and open one eye to see who it was climbing into your bed at this hour. "Hani?" You softly whisper.

"No baby," Jungkook murmurs lowly and wraps his arms around your waist as he tugs you closer to him, "just me." He leaves open-mouthed kisses up your neck, his warm hands slip under your sleeping shirt as he splays one over your tummy and then the other around your soft tit. He gives the soft mound a squeeze and flicks your hardening nipple with his thumb.

A soft moan escapes your lips, you gently push back against his hips and bite your lip. "Hani's still awake." You murmur, quietly gasping when Jungkook's hand slips from your tummy to your pussy as he dips his hand into your panties.

Jungkook quietly hums as his fingers toy with your pussy folds and dip in to press against your clit. He rubs in slow circles, idly teasing you while simultaneously toying with your nipple. Quiet little moans leave you, your hips gently roll forward to chase more of the pleasure he's giving you. "Jungkook," you tug at his arm again.

"Daddy just wants a quick taste sweetheart." Jungkook whispers in your ear, "You'll spread your little legs for me won't you baby?" He nips at your earlobe and then kisses down your neck.

Your pussy slicks up at the thought because his tongue certainly did wonders on you. "Mmhm," you nod and turn so you're facing him. You stare into his eyes and lick your glossy lips as you gently press a sweet kiss on him.

Jungkook chuckles and slips his hand out of your panties, "Lie back for me sweetheart." He grins softly and watches as you. He slides down your body and parts your soft thighs, "Look so pretty under me baby," he purrs as he eyes you, "gonna eat your little pussy up like you deserve."

He yanks your panties down your thighs and hooks both legs over his shoulders as he kisses up your thighs. He gently sucks on a patch of skin, intending to leave his mark on you before he has to go.

You whimper softly and reach down to gently pet his hair and grip it, "Please," you gently cant your hips upward, as if you were offering your pussy up for grabs.

"Baby's needy?" Jungkook chuckles, "Need something in that greedy little pussy of yours don't you? What do you want baby?" His hot breath fans over your pussy, making your clit tingle in anticipation.

"You daddy," you softly whine, "want you to eat my pussy out."

"Who's pussy?" Jungkook growls.

A low mewl bubbles out of your throat, "Yours daddy." You spread your thighs a bit wider for him, "Your pussy." You lick your lip and watch him with glossy eyes.

Jungkook releases a low growl at that and finally leans down to dip his tongue into your pussy. He licks up your folds and noses at your clit for a moment. You softly sigh and squirm around, "Daddy," you softly whisper and lean your head back, "not there, want you here." You reach down to spread your pussy apart with two fingers, showing off your throbbing little clit.

"You're a fucking dream." He growls lowly, eyes dark with desire and hunger as he immediately dives in to mouth at your clit, tongue coming out to lay flat on your clit and lick over it.

You relax into the bed with a blissful sigh, "Mmm," you close your eyes and gently grip his hair, "so good." You moan out.

Jungkook flicks his tongue over your clit repeatedly, his eyes are closed in concentration as he practically eats you like it's his last meal ever. Your pussy clenches down around nothing given that Jungkook's making out with your clit.

"Daddy.." You softly call out and reach down with one hand to nudge at his own.

He makes a questioning noise and looks up at you before getting the message (so he thinks) and gently intertwines his fingers with yours. "No," you quietly say and guide his hand towards your pussy, "need you here." You whisper and bite your lip.

Jungkook grips your hand tightly with narrowed eyes as he pulls away, "Baby really wants to get fucked up? Isn't that right?"

You eagerly nod and wait patiently for him to slip his thick fingers into your needy pussy. Jungkook raises his hand up to your face, "Suck," he growls lowly and prods at your lips with his middle and ring finger.

Your lips part for his fingers as you take the digits into your mouth. You eagerly suckle and coat them in your spit, sucking them like you do when you have his cock in your mouth. Jungkook watches you with dark eyes before slipping his fingers out and going back to work. His mouth immediately goes back down to your clit, and his fingers slide into your messy pussy.

A surprised moan escapes your lips, "Daddy." You arch your back and buck your hips.

Jungkook growls lowly, his fingers slip in deeply and curl upwards to stroke your sensitive walls. Your moans get louder and you eventually bring your hand up to cover your mouth. Jungkook is relentless with the way he sucks and licks at your clit.

You bury your hand once more in his hair and tug at the soft strands, "Jungkook..!" You gasp out, body writhing against the sheets.

His fingers plunge in and out faster, slick squelching noises filling the quiet room as your pussy leaks profusely around his fingers. Jungkook softly pants against you, hot breath fanning over you as he opens his eyes to look up.

"God you're so beautiful baby," he whispers, "wish I could take a photo for memories. You'd like that wouldn't you baby?"

You nod eagerly, a choked cry leaving you as your eyes blur with tears. You're so close, your walls begin to tighten around his fingers. Jungkook notices and begins to plunge his fingers in faster and faster, practically shaking your lower half with how fast he's fucking his fingers into you.

"J-Jungkook–" you cry out, slapping a hand over your mouth as you sob.

You cum with a muffled cry, thighs shaking and tears spilling from your eyes. Jungkook slows down and rubs his thumb over your clit gently. You ride the rest of your orgasm out on his fingers as Jungkook whispers softly praises and kisses your hips and tummy.

"Such a good girl," he whispers.

You hear Hani downstairs nearby the kitchen as you stiffen up. You gently push Jungkook away and sit up shakily, "Go, now," you whisper softly as you wipe his cheek since he had a bit of your slick on there.

"Give me a kiss sweetheart." Jungkook rumbles, "Then I'll go."

You gently cup his face and kiss him tenderly. He groans softly and holds the back of your head. The kiss lasts until you run out of air, you softly pant with a blush on your cheeks, "G'night.."

"Good night sweetheart." Jungkook chuckles and gets out of your room quietly.

You sit in silence before sighing deeply as you fall back on the bed and lay there with a hand over your stomach.

You finally reach a full month without telling anyone or making it too obvious. Hina either genuinely doesn't know or she's playing dumb because she brushes off your sudden aversions for certain food you used to love eating. Jungkook picks up on your constant state of sleepiness and random spouts of nausea you get. You really want to tell him but you're terrified of what his reaction would be.

Today was no different from any other day, you came home from an early class with the intention to take a shower and nap. You couldn't hold down anything at the moment because you'd throw it up right away so you settled for not eating until your morning sickness decided to calm down.

"Hi baby," Jungkook greets you from the kitchen as you pass by to get to the stairs, "how was your classes?" He stands in the doorway with a apron (that you bought him), "I made your favorite by the way." He grins holding the plate of hot food.

You smile tiredly and open your mouth to say something when you catch a whiff of the food, you feel nausea hit you immediately. You gag and cover your mouth, running upstairs in hurry because you can feel the contents of your stomach bubbling up.

"y/n?" Jungkook worriedly runs after you, appearing moments later in the bathroom with you as he holds your hair up whilst you vomit. "You okay baby? Was it something you ate last night?"

You tearfully look at him and shake your head, "Ugh I feel," you whisper softly as you sway dizzily, "so... so bad.." You suddenly fall forward into his arms and whimper.

"Fuck, stay with me baby. Let's get you to bed." Jungkook lifts you up into his arms and carries you off to bed, whispering soft promises to take care of you in your ear.

It keeps going on like that for a week, you try to control your sickness but it's getting out of hand at this point. At dinner when Hani presented a box of fried chicken and beer, you gagged and proceeded to vomit all over yourself after she had opened the box and let the smell of chicken linger in the air. It was embarrassing to say the least.

You were in the middle of showering under the hot water when Jungkook's body slid up behind yours as he wrapped his arms around your body. "Baby I think we should take you to the doctors. You've been getting sick constantly and you're always tired."

"Jungkook," you sigh, not really in the mood for the interrogations and such, "I'm just going through something. It isn't serious."

"For almost a month now? Baby this can't be healthy or normal for you, I don't want you to hold it off until it gets worse. Let me take you to see a doctor yeah? Just to make sure." Jungkook softly whispers as he kisses down your neck and then your shoulders.

You turn around in his arms and cup his face gently, staring into his eyes and pecking his lips gently, "I need you to listen to me and be calm okay?" He nods at your words and you carry on, "I've been sick yes, but it's not anything life threatening so please don't worry about that.." You whisper and sadly smile at him, "Jungkook I'm pregnant."

The silence is so loud after that. You can only hear the sounds of your soft breathing and shower water running. Jungkook doesn't show any signs of being upset but his words could totally mean a different thing. You anxiously wait for him to reply, gnawing at your lip nervously.

"We're having a baby?" He softly asks as he gently cups your tummy and presses his hand to it.

You nod timidly and suddenly find yourself being kissed by Jungkook. He passionately holds you to him as he brings you close in his arms. You whimper softly and happily sink into his arms. This whole time you had been worried about losing him or Jungkook not accepting the baby but it seemed he wanted this more than you did.

You were perfectly fine with that.

A few months pass and by now Hani knew you were pregnant by your mystery man. Jungkook was a doting father to be and it didn't seem like Hani was suspecting a thing. Things were going pretty well with the pregnancy, you were happy that you didn't need to hide it anymore. There was only one tiny problem. Your sex drive.

Your hormones were through the roof and suddenly you found yourself horny like twenty-four seven. It was ridiculous because it was as if the roles were reversed now, instead of it being Jungkook who wanted some all the time it was now you. You'd jump this man's bones if you could, but not that he was complaining about your newfound libido.

It was so bad that Hani almost caught you guys on two different occasions, and you'd think she would find it funny that Jungkook cared more about "your" baby than you did yourself. The first time she almost caught you guys was when she had unexpectedly came home from her shift early.

"Fuck," Jungkook whispered softly against your lips as he rocked hips into your over and over again. His thrusts were forceful and deep yet slow and sensual, shaky little moans escaped your lips here and there whenever his cock brushed past your sweet spot.

"Jungkook..!" You gasped quietly, toes curled a little from the overwhelming pleasure running through your veins, "God you feel so good," you breathe out, shuddering when another wave of electrifying pleasure ran down your spine.

He lifts himself up and off of you, panting quietly as he begins to roll his hips quickly. "Look at you baby, so fucking pretty for me." He licks his lips and eyes your hand that's splayed over your tummy protectively. "Bred you well didn't I baby? Now look at you, all knocked up with my baby."

You moan softly at the implications, how taboo all of this is given that your bestfriend now has a half-sibling, which is pretty fucked up on its own. You stare up at him with lustful eyes, bringing your free hand down to rub at your clit slowly and gently. "But you like me this way don't you? What you always wanted," you moan breathily, "isn't that right Daddy?" You lick your lips.

Jungkook groans, "Damn right it is baby," he bites his lip to muffle his moans whilst rolling his hips into yours like crazy, gently jostling you on the bed.

The bed begins to creak and hit into the wall, lewd slapping noises and wet squelching filled the room with how desperate Jungkook's thrusting was getting. Your moans were rising in volume, you were getting lost within the pleasure and it seemed like Jungkook was too. Jungkook let out a low growl and opened his lips to say something when the front door to the house opened.

"Dad? y/n?" Hani called out loudly from the main foyer downstairs.

Your breath hitched as you gently slapped your hands on Jungkook's chest, "Get off! Off!" You whine out, heart racing and fear filling your entire soul.

Hani's footsteps could be heard on the staircase, she was making her way up the steps slowly, still calling out for you both because there was no way she didn't see your shoes and his by the door. You couldn't make any excuse as to why you were in her dad's room alone with him..

"Shit, hold on baby." Jungkook whispers as he gets off of you and goes to lock his door, "Hani I'm changing right now what's up?"

Hani stops in front of the door, you can see her feet from under the doorway, "Hey dad do you know if y/n's home or not? I brought her some snacks from work," she huffs softly.

"I don't think so baby, y/n told me she had to go out and get some things for the baby."

"Oh okay, well I'm gonna go take a nap in my room if you need me. Can you let her know I brought the snacks she likes when she gets home later on?"

Jungkook stares down at your naked form, licking his lips slowly as he climbs back on the bed quietly, "Yeah, sure.." He trails off before going back down to you.

The second time it happens you're almost sure you were going to finally be found out by Hani. You had gotten pretty careless then and there, fucking out in the daylight where Hani could see or walk in. It started when you and Jungkook were relaxing together and doing some laundry in the living room. He joked about fucking you on the washing machine, but you took that shit literally.

"Fuck," you grit your teeth and toss your head back, you were struggling to keep a hold on the machine because your grip kept slipping from the edge.

Jungkook held your legs open for him as he positioned them up against your chest with your feet dangling in the air. He had his sweats pushed down under his balls, his cock glistened with your slick. He worked his cock in and out of you, his hips smacked into yours over and over again as low smacking noises filled the room.

"Right there baby? Need me to fuck your needy little pussy and fill it with cum?" Jungkook growls softly as he tightens his grip on your thighs.

You nod eagerly and bite your lip, "Want you to breed me all over again Daddy, fuck me till me I'm crying." You whisper and bring him down for a kiss, groaning loudly as you gently bit his lower lip.

Jungkook moans loudly as he begins to speed up and fuck into your pussy harder and faster, "God if you'd tell me sooner that you wanted a baby with me I would have bred you so well, give you the fucking you deserve baby. I'd make you cum over and over again till your little pussy's full and creaming on my cock." He whispers harshly against your lips as he rocks his hips harshly.

Your lips part from his, you moan into his mouth as you stare into his eyes. Your pussy tightens, lewdly squelching as more slick coats his cock. He fucks you with such intensity you almost feel like he's gonna knock you right off the damn washing machine. You throw your head back and gasp, "Oh fuck, yes..." You trail off as your cunt clamps down.

Jungkook hisses softly, "Baby-shit, loosen up a little for me." He grunts as he smacks your ass gently.

A quiet little mewl left you when he smacked your ass, you stare up at him and watch with a soft grin on your face. The two of you were pretty lost in the pleasure together, moans and groans leaving the both of you. At some point Jungkook reached down to rub your clit in tight small circles.

You missed the sound of the door unlocking and keys rattling as Hani tosses them into the small bowl sitting on the table in front of the main door. The clapping noises are masked by the sound of the machine running and doing its cycles. Jungkook's smothering you in kisses and holding you tight as he fucks you like his life depends on it.

"Mmmm...!!" You whimper and try to move around because he's hitting your g-spot dead on and the stimulation to your clit was sending you into a frenzy.

Jungkook pounds into you so hard the washing machine itself begins to rock and shift a tiny bit against the floor. His muffled groans and growls rise in volume, the sound of his balls slapping against you resonates throughout the room.

You cum harder than you ever have as your thighs shake and your pussy gushes around his cock. Jungkook moans lowly as he slows down and grinds deeply into you as he helps you ride out your orgasm. "Cum in me," you softly beg as you bring him closer, "fill me up.." You whine softly and lean in to kiss him.

"Dad are you in there doing laundry?" Hani asks from the room right next to the laundry room.

You freeze in horror and look at Jungkook who was in the middle of coming. He hugs you tightly and brings you closer with a quiet grunt, "Shit, work with me baby." He shakily pulls out of you and sets you down on your feet.

You both rush to fix your clothes and make yourselves look presentable. "Dad?"

Right when Hani enters through the door you're both already standing in your clothes again trying to look like nothing happened prior. "Hey sweetie," Jungkook smiles as he sets the large box of detergent back up on the shelf, "how was your day?"

You have a hand on your tummy, smiling as you greet Hani softly with a wave. "Oh.. pretty good dad, I got let off early today which is good. I brought some drinks for us too." Hani says calmly as she shrugs, "Anyone want fried chicken?" She says as she walks away.

You sigh in relief and look at Jungkook who sneaks a kiss from you, "No thanks, just had my lunch." Jungkook smirks smacking your ass as he walks out.

much awaited part two hehe, next up: jock!jk Halloween special 🫶

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cutebunnybubbles · 6 months

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⊹₊ ⋆ “take you like a drug, i taste you on my tongue,”

TAGS — unprotected sex, older!jk, praise kink, unplanned pregnancy, reader’s a little shy, dubious the first time, slight daddy kink, possessive!jk, slight degradation, creampie

WORD COUNT — 2.4 k

"y/n what–how? Do you know who the dad is?" Your friend asks in disbelief with a mix of shock and sympathy.

You bite your lower lip and stare back at her, it wasn't easy to just go and say "Oh yeah did I mention the baby daddy is your father? We may or may not have hooked up MANY times." You couldn't possibly ever tell her, this was something you'd take to the grave.

"I do.." You softly begin, fiddling with the hem of your skirt with obvious nervousness, "It just happened okay? I wasn't being careful with my birth control and I was late but by then. I think when I realized, I was already pregnant."

She lets out a deep sigh, oh no, your heart begins to race as you stare at her in desperation. You want her to say something, anything at this point. The thought of disappointing her like your parents doesn't sit right in your stomach.

"I'm not going to judge you." She finally says, "I'm here for you, whatever the hell happened with the guy isn't going to stop me from supporting you." She cracks a tiny smile and reaches for your hand, "I always wanted to be a auntie."

You smile back in relief, "Thank you." You softly say and snuggle close, "You're the best."

"Hey, that doesn't mean you're off the hook. Who is this guy anyways?" She grins, "You didn't tell me anything about no boy," she wags her finger in your face which causes you to giggle, "I didn't know you were getting busy like that." She winks.

You grow hot in embarrassment and hide your face, "It's a long story..."

You don't know when or how your small puppy crush on Jungkook started. When your friend mentioned why she didn't like inviting her friends over for dinner, you were a bit taken back by her words.

"I'm serious y/n," she said, "I don't like bringing anyone cause of my dad, they always act so fucking weird about it too. But I know you're not like that."

Those words sting a bit. You aren't so sure what she means exactly but you decide to let it go and just find out for yourself why she has so much faith in you going over. Then it hits you. Her dad is literally sex on legs. You grow embarrassed at your reluctance to make eye contact with the older man.

From there on you get more familiar with the man. He asks you about your day and actually looks interested in holding a conversation about your hobbies and interests. You've never had someone who was so invested in you like he was.

You wonder why he was so interested. You were a simple person, always so shy and bashful with others. Maybe that's why your friend protected you the way she did.. Cause in everyone else's eyes you were a baby. A sweet, sweet pretty baby. Too sweet for your own good.

You were somewhat of a prude, always covering up and never showing off "the goods god gave you" as your friend put it. What could Jungkook possibly ever see in you? You ask yourself that a lot.

The dealbreaker happens when your friend insists on you going to the club with her. She dresses you in a simple yet sexy bodycon dress that fits like a glove. It ends right above your knees, mid-thigh (which is something you have never worn because to you it was scandalous), and a pair of black heels.

"Dad we're heading out now!" She yells, hurrying down the steps with her own heels in hand, "Be back in a few hours!"

You timidly follow her, a hand on your chest as you take slow steps constantly tugging the hem of the dress down because you think you're too exposed. She even put makeup on you! Not that you don't wear it already, you just tend to go for simple looks.. not this fiery red lipstick (you admit you look amazing though).

"Careful, be sure to keep an eye out for each other and don't go with strangers." Jungkook turns around the corner of the hall and stands at the front door.

Your friend says something back but all you can really focus on is the way Jungkook's eyes slowly drift to you. They widen slightly in shock but he recovers quickly, gaze drifting over your whole body from head to toe.

"Dad are you even listening?" Your friend huffs in annoyance as she bumps her shoulder with him.

Jungkook forces himself to look away, "Yeah.. uh have fun okay? Be safe the two of you." He nods and lets you both pass. "y/n," he stops you right when you're stepping out from beside him, "you look beautiful." He smiles and lets you go with a nod.

The entire time you're at the club all you can really think about is the way Jungkook looked at you with hunger and lust in his eyes. He was basically eyeing you like a piece of meat the entire time. You even forgot you were in the club for a moment, letting your friend bring you to the bar for drinks and to the dancefloor.

It's about three in the morning when you and your friend head back to her place. She's drunkly stumbling around and giggling as she tries to be quiet. "Shhh... don't want my old man waking up." She giggles, not exactly being quiet either.

You're only tipsy, swaying occasionally as you balance yourself against the porch. "Mmm I'm so tired." You mumble out and step out of the heels.

"I got it!" She squeals in excitement and opens the door, "I'm homeeee...!" So much for being discreet..

You stumble in after her and watch as she drunkly makes her way to her bedroom, "See you there..." She slurs out and disappears upstairs.

"See you.." You softly reply and head into the kitchen for a glass of water. The house is eerily quiet, you make quick work of filling a glass up with water. You hum softly and tentatively take sips from the glass, enjoying how the cool liquid feels going down your throat.

"Had fun?" Jungkook suddenly speaks, interrupting the silence in the room.

You jump a little and turn around to look at him, gulping the water in your mouth as you wipe your lips. "Y-Yeah." You say softly, averting your gaze because your drunk fueled mind plays images of earlier when he was checking you out. He looks so handsome in a white tee and low hanging sweats with a very obvious bulge in his pants.

He chuckles quietly, toying with his lip ring as he nods, "Looks like it," he pushes himself off the doorway and steps into the kitchen, nearly crowding you against the counter as he opens the fridge and pops a beer open, "bet you had all the boys after you." He's looking at you with those dark eyes again.

"Sorry..?" You refuse to believe he just said those words to you. This type of conversation was headed in a very much inappropriate direction. "I don't understand what you mean."

"What I said," he calmly sets the beer down and leans against the counter, trapping you against it as he stares down at you, "I refuse to believe no one wanted a pretty thing like you in their bed tonight." He lowly says, reaching up to play with a curl that was over your shoulder.

You look down at his hand and then look back up at him, "Mr Jeon," you start but he interrupts you with a low 'Jungkook' as his fingers toy with the strap of your dress, slipping it down your arm slowly. "J-Jungkook.." You whisper and take a step back.

Jungkook crowds you against the sink and sets both hands on either side of you, licking his lips as he stares down at you and releases a quiet chuckle, "Such a pretty girl," he murmurs, "almost didn't wanna let you leave the house looking like that. All dolled up... you could make a grown man cry sweetheart." He smirks.

You're unsure on what to say, you stare up at him shyly and soak in his praises and pet names. "Hani's sleeping upstairs.." You whisper and turn your head to the side, trying to move past him, "She could wake up any minute."

"She's a heavy sleeper." Jungkook replies simply before hell breaks loose.

He grabs you by your face and gently holds it as he presses his lips to yours. You make a noise of surprise and reach up to hold on to his arm. You lack the experience he has as he kisses you like no tomorrow. His lips move over yours smoothly, he rubs his thumb alongside your face as he presses you into the counter with his hips.

Jungkook's other hand slides up your side, rubbing it idly before he creeps his hand downwards and grabs on to your thigh. You whimper softly into the kiss and raise your leg, you hook your thigh around his waist as you timidly reach up to grip the back of his neck with both hands.

"That's it sweetheart, doin' so well for me." He whispers amidst the kisses and quiet little moans you let out here and there. "Be a good girl and stay quiet for me yeah..?" He softly murmurs and taps your other thigh, signaling that he wants you to jump, "Gonna treat you real nice sweetheart."

And with that your relationship with your bestfriend's dad begins.

Hani knows your relationship with your parents isn't the best, they practically ignore you and only provide the necessary: a roof over your head, clothes and food. You lack that parental affection and unconditional love. It results in your obvious desire for attention and validation.

So she invites you to move in with her and Jungkook. She says something about the guest bedroom never being used and that Jungkook wouldn't mind having you stay over because in her words he "sees you as his daughter". You're guilt ridden because if only she knew.

Moving in with them opens a whole new door to your relationship with Jungkook. You always fuck when Hani leaves for her shift or for a late tutoring session she has. He couldn't keep his hands off you nor his pants on. You were surprised that Hani hasn't walked in at this rate, you doubt she'd be very happy to see her father fucking her friend.

Today was no different, as soon as Hani had left the house for a shift she was covering Jungkook was on you. You laid flat on your back in the living room, leg thrown over his shoulder with your panties dangling around your ankle. Soft moans and meek whimpers escaped your lips as his cock rubbed up against every nook and cranny inside of your pussy. You felt stuffed, your pussy lewdly squelched with each thrust as his cock slid in and out.

Jungkook was hunched over you, quiet grunts and growls leaving him. "Fuck sweetheart, you're so fucking wet for me. Gonna make a mess on my cock baby? You gonna be a good girl and cream for me?" He whispers harshly against your lips as he rocks up into you roughly.

You're jolted a little from his thrust, lips parting as lewd little "uh's" escaped your lips. You weakly nod and dig your perfectly manicured nails into his back, toes curling from the hot pleasure you're feeling. "J-Jungkook.." You weakly stammer out, your breath hitches when his cock hits something inside of you. "Mmph," you lean your head back, "r-right there."

Jungkook licks his lips and starts thrusting into that particular spot, "Yeah?" He breathes out as he rolls his hips faster and faster, "Such a dirty girl.. baby likes getting fucked by older men doesn't she? Basically a slut for it, letting your bestfriend's dad fuck you like this," he cruelly whispers against your lips, "you gonna let me cum in your pussy baby?" He purrs.

A loud moan escapes your lips as you buck your hips, "Y-Yes!" You whimper, "I'm your dirty girl," you mewl, "only yours... d-daddy." You hesitantly say.

Jungkook growls softly and sucks a dark hickey under your jaw, "That's right, only mine baby." He pins you down and begins jackhammering into your cunt.

You loudly cry out and bring your hand down to grip his back, loud pleas for more and his name leave your lips. Jungkook's groans rise in volume as he works his hips back and forth, cock sliding in and out of your pussy. His free hand comes down to rub circles into your clit with his thumb, occasionally he flicks the bud side to side. He perfectly aims his hips to bury his cock up against your g-spot.

The two pleasures all at once has you shaking and crying out. Your pussy leaks sloppily all over his cock and the mess begins sliding down your ass crack and on to the couch. His balls slap loudly against your ass with each deep press of his hips. Your skin slaps together and the crouch begins creaking in protest from the weight being added.

"Jungkook!" You wail in pleasure and dig your nails into his back, "I'm gonna c-cum..!" You whimper and shut your eyes tightly.

Jungkook goes faster at this, determined to get you to cum on his cock. "Go on baby, been such a good girl for me. Cum for Daddy." He purrs softly.

With that you unravel under him. Your thighs weakly shake and little choked sobs escape your lips. Your cunt tightens around him and pulses weakly as spurts of your slick covers his cock. Jungkook slows down and grinds deeply into your pussy, he helps you ride out your orgasm. It only takes a few more minutes for his moans to stutter and his cock to throb.

His cum leaks from the side's of his cock, you feel it add to the creamy mess down below. You untangle your arms and lie there bonelessly, panting softly. Jungkook rumbles in satisfaction, he licks his lips and slowly pulls out watching as his cum trickles out. "Fuck you look so good baby."

You smile shyly and bite your lip as you stare up at him, "I think we need a shower." You say innocently enough but Jungkook knows what you mean.

He grins softly, "We do don't we?"

Neither of you mention the stain on the couch, and if anyone mentions it, you spilled your ramen broth.

small spoiler: the upcoming fic “summer tights” is a direct sequel to namjoon’s “sugar” fic hehe..

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·˚ ༘ 💌 IMAGINE┊pissing off taehyung who is your much older, sexy, sugar daddy.

TAGS — sugar daddy!taehyung, age-gap, bratty!reader, praising, light degradation, spanking, punishment, blow jobs

WORD COUNT — 2.9 k

Taehyung as your sugar daddy is something that comes straight out of anyone's dreams. He's the hot older man people with daddy issues fantasize about. He lived a lavish lifestyle full of private jets, sports cars, and parties as one of Korea's many eligible bachelors.

You on the other hand were no different, being the daughter of a important politician who like many others always involved himself in shady business. Taehyung had met you at one of your father's garden parties, spotting you from afar in your pretty flower dress and becoming infatuated shortly after. He just had to know who you were.

"Ah Taehyung," your father smiled, "I'm glad you could make it. Before I forget actually this is my daughter y/n," he proudly showed you off, "once you get to know her she's an absolute doll."

Taehyung's dark eyes settled on yours, staring you down and eying your form appreciatively. "I'm sure she is.." He chuckled.

You weren't stupid. You knew he wanted you to be his little arm candy, who didn't? You were a pretty little thing who played dumb to stroke men's egos. Making them drop like dominoes with your charm and wits. Maybe you were bored with life because you found great amusement in watching for men fall in love with you.

Taehyung was no different. All it took was batting your lashes prettily at him and he was all yours.

Since you were a teenager you were taught to use your beauty to your advantage. Your aunt always promised the finer things in life that you didn't have to work for. She liked to use your mother as an example since she herself had played some tricks to end up where she was now. You saw this as a life lesson and invested your time in becoming everything a man could ever want.

You changed your whole appearance opting for something more revealing yet classy. You adopted certain mannerisms to aid in your little fake persona you put on. Half the men you knew were fooled by you, believing that they were your only one and you'd do anything for them. In the midst of their cockiness they failed to realize it was them who were doing the chasing and falling like fools.

When they realized this you were already gone, moving on to your next puppet.

Taehyung liked to spend thousands upon thousands on you, always making sure you were never left wanting. You wanted a new purse? Text him. A unreleased pair of Louboutin heels caught your eye? Taehyung knew the guy, don't worry the heels will be on their way. You lost your dress? Taehyung rented out Chanel for you, pick out what you want!

You were absolutely in love, the sex that came afterwards was just a bonus. He treated you like the princess you are but fucked like he absolutely hated your guts.

"I thought you said your attention was all mine..?" You softly hummed, raising your heel clad foot to run down Taehyung's exposed chest.

You got him on his knees at the foot of the bed before you, he's wearing a silk button up shirt halfway done leaving his chest fully exposed. You apply the slightest amount of pressure, digging the sharp heel into his skin to leave beautiful red scratches. "But somehow you seem to be drifting away from me Daddy," you look extremely uninterested, bored even, "is work more important than I am?"

Taehyung quietly hisses at the stinging sensation of your heel running down his skin, "You are. Daddy just has a lot of work to do little one, I promise I'll do whatever you want after I finish up on some paperwork." He softly murmurs and lifts your foot up gently to kiss it.

This could go two ways, you could either give in and let the poor man rest or you could act a brat. You think the second option is much more fun anyways, not like you have anything to do. You're in a remote island somewhere around Rio and you sure as hell don't speak Portuguese so going out on your own wouldn't be any fun anyways.

"So you brought me to this pretty island so I could watch you work? Daddy don't you say time is precious? Well my time is and I don't like to be kept waiting." You huffed, retracting your foot with faux anger.

"Baby," he chases your touch and tries to grab a hold of you again, "It's only a few papers petal." He tries to pacify you and soothe your anger like the soft man he is.

Your eyes narrow, "A few papers of my time. But it's fine, I'll let you be. After all work is more important than I am." You hum, you know you're being a brat about this but it's so fun because then he gets all worked up and angry sex ensues.

Taehyung takes a deep breath, "I never said that petal, all Daddy is asking for is a few minutes to finish some paperwork. That's all baby, Daddy will take you out and we do whatever you want afterwards. It's only a few minutes, I promise you." He smiles, pecking your knee gently as he rubs his thumbs over your ankle in a soothing manner.

It's almost enough to make you give in, but you don't. You're about to open your mouth when his phone rings in the distance. He stops to look in the direction of his office where the phone is and places a soft kiss on your knee once more, "Daddy will be right back." With that he goes.

You stare in awe, did he really just walk away from you? The nerve of this man! You frown, pursing your pillowy lips cutely and stomping a bit too loud into the walk in closet. If he wanted to go there you could too, it takes two to tango.

You dressed into a loose babydoll dress that's way too short for Taehyung's liking. You pair it with your white thigh high socks and baby pink platform heels. To top it all off you go for an all-kill with strawberry lip gloss that drives Taehyung crazy all the time. "Perfect," you grin striking a pose and snapping a few pictures to post later.

Taehyung's still on the phone when you enter his office mini purse in hand as you lean against the doorway playing with the hem of your dress. You watch him with sharp eyes, taking in his handsome appearance. His hair is slicked back messily, he's pacing around his office with a serious look on his face. The red lines from your heels scratching him are very much there, and it makes you proud of marking him.

You hum softly, gently swinging your purse in the air and watching it gently collide against the door frame. Mind you the purse cost Taehyung a hefty amount of money since it was custom made. Taehyung's attention is caught as his eyes briefly scan over you. It's a quick look but when he realizes what you're wearing he stops walking and stands there staring at you.

His eyes narrow a little, tongue peeking out to run over his upper lip as his eyes rake down your form just taking you in. "Yeah.. I'm listening." He calmly responds to who ever he's talking to on the phone.

You coyly smile, walking over slowly to his desk and taking a seat as you kick your feet slowly. Taehyung's jaw clenches, he knows what you're doing now and he doesn't think it's funny at all. He points to the bedroom, "Change," he commands in a deep baritone voice. It's clear that he isn't playing around.

"No. I'm going out like this." You twirl a strand of your hair.

Taehyung stares at you, never have you ever been this bratty and that says a lot given that you were quite the handful sometimes. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes as he calmly spoke, "I'll call you back, something came up."

You felt excitement bubble up within your tummy as you eagerly awaited for Taehyung. You perk up when he rounded the desk and stood in front of you. He leaned over you, setting his hands on either side of you. He looked so hot angry.

"I'm sorry, do you mind repeating yourself for me?" Taehyung was eerily calm for someone who looked like they were about to explode.

"I said," you softly whispered, "I'm not going to change."

Taehyung slowly nodded, "So you want to act out now? Where did my polite baby go? I mean shit I knew you were a fucking brat but not to this extent." He rubbed his temples, "I'm only going to repeat myself one time, either you change that dress or I bend you over and spank that pretty ass raw baby. Choose one."

Your tummy did little flips at the thought of being spanked, you felt a familiar heat pulsing between your legs. "I'm keeping the dress on." Was all you said.

A few seconds of silence passed, you had officially done it now. Taehyung looked angrier than anything as he grabbed you by the upper arm and dragged you to the room. A soft whine left you, not being used to this at all. "Daddy you're hurting me." You whined.

"I don't fucking care," Taehyung glared, "you decided to act like a selfish little brat now I'm going to treat you like one. On my lap, now." He said as he sat down and pat his thigh.

You bit your lip, wiggling over his lap and settling down with a pout. "Quit your fucking pouting, you knew damn well what you were doing." He grunted, flipping the short dress up and yanking your panties down, "Acting like a selfish brat, you like testing me don't you? Teasing me in this little dress with your little white socks, tell me baby were you planning on acting like a little slut outside?"

Before you could reply Taehyung slapped your ass hard. A startled yelp left you, "Ow!–No Daddy I swear," you wiggled around.

"Don't fucking interrupt me," Taehyung snapped, "you really thought I would let you go outside looking like this? Baby you're all mine, no one can have you like this. No one you hear me?" He growled, smacking your ass harshly once more.

A pitiful whimper left your lips, your ass stung harshly from each slap he landed. "Count." Taehyung didn't say anything else after that, raining hard slaps on your otherwise tender ass.

You were yelping and whimpering at the first set of ten slaps, but then they got too much to bear and soft sobs poured from your lips. "Thirteen, 'm sorry Daddy," you cried softly, hands gripping the sheets tightly.

Taehyung gently rubbed his hand over your ass, patting the tender cheeks with a hum, "Are you truly sorry? Or are you just saying this because you want me to stop?"

"I'm sorry," you breathed out, "I won't make you mad again Daddy."

He pretended to think about it, humming to himself and then landing a hard slap. "I don't believe you."

You cried out in pain, eyes squeezing shut from the fire you felt prickling at your skin. You were pretty sure after this you were not going to be able to sit for a week straight. Not without remembering this spanking that is. "Daddy please–" you cried out.

"Please what?" Taehyung grunted, "Are you going to listen? No more acting out? No more being selfish?" He emphasized his words with hard slaps.

"I-I won't! P-Promise you I'll be your good girl!" You sobbed, ears ringing from the pain of his harsh spanks.

Taehyung was satisfied with your answer and let you go. He gently guided you on to the bed caressing your backside, "You were such a good girl for me, took your punishment without a hassle. Don't move petal, I'll bring some cream for your bum." He said as he got up and walked out of the room.

You laid there whimpering quietly to yourself, it hurt like hell but honestly it was worth every second of it. You sniffled softly, nuzzling the pillow and sighing when you felt him return to the room. He made sure to apply the cream gently and avoid applying pressure to your sore ass.

"There, there," he softly murmured, "did so well for me. Is there anything you want petal?"

You thought of a few things before replying, "Want.. want to please you." You softly replied, "Can I? Please.."

"Please me how baby?" Taehyung hummed.

"Want to suck your cock, pretty please." You gave him the best puppy eyes you could muster.

Taehyung cursed quietly, you looked like a dream with puffy tear stained eyes and glossy lips. He caressed your hair gently and leaned down to peck your forehead, "And how would you do that baby? Your poor little ass is all red now, I doubt you'd wanna sit back."

"A pillow..?" You softly asked.

"Spoiled little thing you are," Taehyung sighed and gave in to your wishes.

He helped you set the soft pillows on the ground, gently lowering you on to them as you were positioned between his open legs. "Go on petal, you were a good girl." He hummed.

You happily went in for you treat, you didn't want to take your time since your ass was really killing you even with the soft pillows. You managed to fish his hard cock out, giggling to yourself because the man was clearly a sadist. He just didn't admit it out loud.

Your lips slowly wrapped around the tip of his cock, tongue slithering out to collect the beads of pre-cum gathering. Taehyung softly groaned in appreciation, his fingers threaded through your hair and gripped the locks. He watched the way you worked your way down his cock, lips wrapped obscenely around his girth.

"Fuck, that's it baby keep going for me. Get it nice and wet," Taehyung moaned at the obscene lip smacking sounds you produced.

You moaned softly, suckling messily at his cock as your saliva aided you in a smooth slide. Your hands gently fondled his balls, tongue running alongside the shaft and over sensitive veins. You looked up at him, fluttering your eyes at him and moaning.

Taehyung hissed softly reaching down to hold your hair firmly. "So good baby," he breathed out as he guided your movements.

They were unrushed but sloppy, he couldn't help the small twitch his cock gave when felt your drool dribble down his shaft and drip down to his balls. He was in heaven right now, you knew how to work him just right and stimulate all his sensitive spots too. You slurped up the excess spit coating his cock, pushing yourself down until your nose brushed against his pelvis. Your eyes fluttered and you fought against your gag reflex to not choke and ruin the moment.

He shuddered in pleasure, lips forming an 'o' as he tossed his head back from the feeling. Quiet gagging noises filled the room, you noisily swallow around his cock which makes him moan even louder. The constrictions of your throat send him to cloud nine, he tightens his hold on your hair and begins to buck up wildly into your mouth.

"Shit baby, I'm gonna cum," he grunts out, "gonna fill that slutty mouth of yours, you gonna be my good girl and swallow it all?" He pants lifting your head up.

You gasp softly, heaving a little as you take greedy gulps of air after being held down for so long. "Yes," you breathe out, "gonna be your good girl Daddy, won't let a drop go to waste." You open your mouth once more and take him back in.

Taehyung looks fucked out as he bobs your head up and down. He feels the telltale signs of his orgasm bubbling up as his movements stutter at times. "Shit, shit," he gasps out as his back hunches forward just a little from the intense pleasure eating at him. "Gonna cum baby, gonna cum." He moans loudly.

You pull back all the way to the tip, sucking harshly as your hand comes down to stroke him quickly. His cock throbs even more in your hold, small spurts of cum already leaking out of his cock. Taehyung's grunting and moaning breathlessly, he can't keep up with you and decides to let you be as he rests his hand in your soft but tangly hair.

Suddenly a long moan leaves Taehyung's throat as he stills, stopping your movements and holding you in place. His cum fills your mouth and you happily lap it all up, suckling at the tip with a happy moan. Taehyung pries your hand off his cock once it gets too sensitive for any more stimulation. He's panting harshly, eyes shut as he leans back on to the bed and lays there.

"You fucking drained me, my dick feels like it's gonna fall off or something." He grunted out.

You smile coyly to yourself and climb back up to the bed, "Daddy about this necklace I saw when we went into town the other day, can we go get it? Pretty please Daddy?" You softly pouted.

Taehyung hums quietly as he's still relishing in the waves of pleasure rolling through him in the aftermath of his orgasm. "Hm... yeah baby, anything you want." He pulls you closer into his arms as he strokes your hair gently.

With your cheek pressed against his chest you smirk to yourself, what a time to be alive.

decided to combine the two <3

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↳ Index [Day 20 - Gunplay]

Pairing: Gangster!Jungkook x f.Reader

Kinks: Dom!Jungkook, sub!Reader, arranged marriage, gunplay, oral to a gun, big cock, praise, body worship, nippleplay, strength kink, size kink, tattoos & piercings, thigh riding, spanking, dirty talk, sexy possessiveness, multiple orgasms (f.&m. recieving), creampies, squirting, overstimulation, rough & passionate sex in front a window, she rides him, the trope of “this is the first night where the sex feels real and not like a marital duty”

Wordcount: 10.4k

a/n: i feel…feelings. too many of them. most of carnal nature. some of deeply emotional nature. this story did too many things to me, holy fuck i need air. besties, Kinktober hits different because we can be totally unhinged together and i am loving the adventure ❤

You fucked up. You are aware that you did. Five men are dead, slaughtered because you trusted the wrong person. Seven barely escaped death and the rest were either hurt or pissed.

Taehyung’s with you, cleaning the cut on your cheek a broken bottle left. You think someone threw it at you, but you blacked out before you could see who did it.

“Hurts”, you groan.

“I know, sorry. It must be done”, Taehyung answers you, replacing the blood soaked cotton swap with a new one. Soaked in disinfectant, he presses it against your wound, eliciting another hiss of discomfort from you.

“So what are we gonna tell him?” Jimin asks the question the rest of the group was too afraid to ask.

“The truth, what else?” Namjoon says dryly, fingers busy with stopping the bleeding on his arm by pressing a cloth to it.

“Yeah and risk her getting shot? Nah thanks”, Seokjin says, shaking his head.

“People died”, Namjoon hisses, eyes lowered in anger, “Yoongi’s still out and guess shit about how Hoseok’s surgery is going.”

“She didn’t shoot them did she?”

“She could have very well pulled the fucking trigger.”

You avoid looking at Namjoon, knowing very well that he would probably kill you with just a look if he could. You understand him. You’re angry at yourself as well. You weren’t careful enough and let the details of the meeting meet the wrong people, ending in the cops busting you in the middle of the deal.

“Where is she?!” Jungkook’s loud voice cuts through the air like thunder.

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Mr. Jeon - Jungkook x Reader (smut)

Group : BTS

Member : Jeon Jungkookie

Genre : smut, rough sex, passing out.

Word Count : 3k

Description : You had failed his class and now you have to talk to him. But once you walk into his office, you wouldn’t have the usual conversation you have expected.

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Chuck-Will-widow’s call | kth

There’d a kid climbing up a tree, you remember, to see the chuck-will’s-widows. He’d look at them for hours. Now there was no kid but a young, tall man with ruffled black hair and a pair of sturdy shoes. Oddly enough, the first thing you noticed about him was that you had seen him before. The song of the birds opened your memory to a childhood you thought was lost.

Word count: 10k

Warnings: country boy, i love uuuuuuuu

Most of it is plot and convos, so if you want to go directly to the smut don’t hesitate and go for it bestie i won’t judge

# sub!tae, noona!reader, tae is a farmer and your long-lost childhood friend, oral sex (female receiving), foot fetish, morning wood lol, reader calling tae ‘puppy’, ugly make-out, mutual dry-humphing, orgasm delay, unprotected vaginal sex (remember guys you can’t go wrong if you shield your dong) Tae is the kind of guy who can’t help staring at your juicy body.

I honestly don’t know how to describe this. Merci de taking into consideration that I wrote this listening on repeat to Mariah Carey’s Fantasy.

Growing up seemed far away. Life felt endless, unbeatable. The summer breeze against your face during your walks in the countryside, or the thirst of your skin for the shade of a tree after hours under the sun. Moving out of your aunt’s house was the first sign of losing your childhood. Now you were an adult with an adult job at an office and an adult car parked in an adult flat building.

“What are you doing this weekend? It’s been like a century since we last went out for a drink, just the two of us.”

You looked up from your coffee mug to stare at him. “I can’t.”

“Why?” Seokjin frowned. “You hate doing anything during the weekend unrelated to alcohol. That’s why we’re friends, remember?”

“Yeah, but this time I’m busy for real,” you replied, chuckling against the cup. The office kitchen was suddenly silent. “I told you about the house where I grew up, right? In the south, my aunt’s. My cousins have put her in a retirement home, and she left me the house, but it needs to be renovated. I have to go and see what state it’s in.”

“You? Not her kids?”

“I was the one who was raised there by her, not them. They lived with their dad. I guess you could call it an act of small, personal revenge,” was your answer.

Seokjin whistled. “Damn it, I would’ve done the same if my kids had put me in a nursing home. So, this house – is it like a pretty cottage where you can grow mushrooms and kiss your sapphic girlfriend or rather like an old cabin in the middle of a dried out cornfield?”

“It’s just a house,” you cackled, “I don’t know. The size is fine, it is a cute old house, and my aunt did use to keep an orchard and a flower garden, but I’m not sure if it’s still there. I’ll tell you when I come back.”

“Well, you know what they say,” Jin muttered then, placing his mug back on the counter before leaving: “reject humanity, return to monkey. Now” – he smiled at your growing laughter – “I do have to go back to my office; Namjoon needed my help with something about… the gala, I guess? I have no idea. Well, yes, keep me posted on that cornfield house. And send me pictures, I wanna see the place we will retire.”

You watched him leave with a silent nod.

It didn’t matter how hard you tried; the memory wouldn’t come back to you. It was faded, it all was faded – the colours of the wildflowers on the fields, the shape of the tree at the entrance, the sounds of the birds coming from the windows; how could you describe it to Jin if you had already forgotten about it yourself? A sharp, acute pain pierced your heart.

You came back to your office and turned to your secretary. “I’ll be leaving early today; I need to pack.”

“You’re leaving town?”

“Yes, I’m going back to my hometown,” you said, “but you can hit me up if anything happens, I’ll try to stay reachable, and with signal. By the way, do you have M Han’s documents? The ones from the Paris deal.”

It took you longer than you expected to finish the workload you wanted to get rid of before leaving for the week. By the time you were done, it was already late, and the spooky figure of Seokjin was staring at you from behind your office’s windows right before smiling the second you set your eyes on him.

“That was so fucking terrifying,” you said as soon as you walked out after gathering your stuff, closing the door.

“Thank you,” he cackled. “Are you going straight home? Want me to give you a ride?”

You groaned in exhaustion. “I’d love that.”

On your silent way to Seokjin’s car lot, he broke the quietness with a generic question about your day, claiming that none of your cats would bother to ask once you got home. You laughed at his antics half-heartedly.

“I’m just a bit off,” you confessed after Seokjin prodded about it. “About the house, I mean.”

“Your aunt’s?”

You nodded. “It’s just that it feels like I cheated her? I never really bothered to take care of her after I moved out for college. A phone call here and there every week, which then becomes once a month, and suddenly it’s just making sure we’re still alive every few years. I can complain all I want about my cousins, but they were the ones who looked after her when I left.”

“And yet she left you the house,” Seokjin interrupted. “Don’t think any more of it – unless you think she actually belongs in a retirement home.”

He then opened the car door like a gentleman and gestured you to get in. You obliged, giggling again; he really had the talent to lift your spirits. It’s not like you often needed him to but receiving that email from your aunt’s lawyer had felt like a punch in the stomach.

“So, I’ve been waiting for you to tell me, but I guess I’ll have to ask.” You were already on the road, the city lights glowing in the darkness of the night, blurred by the engine’s speed. “Any rustic sweetheart waiting by the cornfield? You haven’t dated anyone since the Roll-Royce guy, and it’s been ages since then. Perhaps your heart will always belong to some country boy?”

“Can you please stop talking about the countryside like it’s just some cows and old people chewing on a wheat straw?” you snarled, looking through the window.

Seokjin laughed apologetically. “Sorry, you know I’m a city boy. My knowledge is limited.”

“And based a couple of old movies,” you continued. He kept silent, and you realized he hadn’t forgotten about his question. “There was a boy, one of the farmers’ kids, but it was a long time ago, and we just kissed once, and we were like ten!”

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