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Miguel could never make a baby with you. There were too many uncertainties, too many things that could go wrong if he made a baby with someone from another universe. It wasn’t easy—for either of you—to set aside the dream of parenthood, but that doesn’t mean that Miguel doesn’t like to practice.

The only thing that makes up for the lack of a baby is the sex. It takes everything in Miguel to not tell you to come off the pill, to let you get swollen with his child. He burns with envy at the sight of Peter B. with his daughter. Miguel learned his lesson the first time he dabbled with bending the rules of the multiverse, and he doesn’t need to learn it twice.

But that doesn’t stop him from thinking about it.

It’s impossible not to when you take his cock so well, letting him stuff you full of his shaft until your legs shake and your pussy weeps. Your body is so greedy for him, clenching down on his cock so you can keep it all to yourself. He loves when he gets you on your back, your legs bent so far back that your feet are beside your ears and he can bury himself into you over and over again.

“You’d make such a beautiful mamí,” he grunts into your ear, his hands keeping your thighs in place. “Swollen with my babies.”

“We’d—fuck, Miguel—we’d have more than one?”

“Oh, of course we would, mí amor. I’d be so, nngh, so addicted to seeing you filled up. We’d have a—a minivan full of them.”

Your pussy clenches hard, and Miguel swears.

“Fill me up, Miguel,” you whine, clawing at his back. “Let me make you into a daddy. Give me a baby, Miguel.”

“Fuck.” Miguel sticks a hand between your legs to swipe at your clit, his own orgasm on the verge of spilling over. He’s thought about just saying fuck the universe, about giving you everything you want and more. But as his hot seed spills into you and Miguel frantically rubs your clit, he knows it can never be.

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why is he moaning and moving his hand like that doesn’t he know i’m a freak

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He caters to our needs so well 😏😉- 🐰

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HIIII DID SOMEONE ASK THIS YET : yoongi and reader fucking in a subway/bus/any public place full of people I REALLY WANT TO READ THIS FROM YOUUUUU THANK YOU URE THE BEST

This is so hot to write btw. I had to stop every now and then LMAO thank you to the anon who requested this. Holy fuck.

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"Easy access," Yoongi sends you a tooth-rotting grin, his hand crawling up your skirt.

"You should thank me for wearing this," you breathe out, already getting a bit nervous about what's going to happen.

When it comes to your sex life, you and Yoongi both are always down to do anything. But you two were yet to do anything in public.

Though, Yoongi thought it would be a 'nice' experience to try having sex while riding a public bus.

"What if these people see us?" you meekly whisper to him, your chest already heaving up and down as his veiny hand crawls to your crotch.

"Mm, then they should sit and watch the show, darling."

"Babe..."

"Okay, honestly, there's a little chance that people will turn to look at what we're doing. We're sat at the very back," Yoongi comes closer, his lips just barely hovering against your ear, "What you have to do is be quiet. That's it. You think you can do it?"

"I'll try."

"Good girl. Remember, I'm putting my cock inside you. It's not going to be easy, but when he gets home, I promise I'll reward you. Understood?"

"Understood."

Yoongi presses a quick kiss on your cheek, inching closer to you so that he can rub your inner thigh. His warm hand teases your skin, centimeters away from where you need him the most, but he continues to rile you up.

His cock was already growing hard from the start just by the thought of fucking you in this crowded bus. The bus is also silent, the engine was the only thing the two of you can hear, and if one of you accidentally makes a loud noise, it is possible that someone in here will investigate the sound.

"Touch me," Yoongi murmurs, voice low and hot, "touch my cock as I touch you."

With that sentence alone, you already feel like a mess. Doing as you were told, Yoongi helps you unbutton his jeans and you pull the zipper down.

Torture. It was absolute torture how hard it is to suppress a moan as his fingers work diligently against your core. As you palm his cock through his boxers, Yoongi was biting his lip, also stopping himself from making any unnecessary noises.

"Mm-mm," he warns, whispering into your ear, "stop whimpering, darling. How are we supposed to fuck if you're already making so much noise just by me rubbing your pussy, huh?"

His raspy voice causes butterflies in your stomach, your head hanging low as you close your eyes, feeling absolutely horny.

"Can we please just do it?" you mutter in a soft tone, "so that it'll be over quickly?"

Yoongi finds you adorable while you look at him with lustful eyes. He nods his head, "Alright. Come here, yeah, sit on my lap – just like that."

Yoongi pushes his boxers down a little, enough so that his cock springs out of its confines. You mewl, feeling his cock rubbing against your lower back. He wraps an arm around your waist, commanding you to pull your panties to the side.

He urges you to lift your ass so that you can finally sink on his cock. Immediately, you wanted to moan, squeal, make any sort of noise from how much he just stretched out your walls just by his tip. You dig your nails onto your palms, biting your lip so hard that it might bleed.

"Shh," Yoongi reminds you as you slowly go down on him, "there, there. That's it. Good, good girl."

"I can't," you whine, "it feels too good. I d-don't know, Yoongi."

"Baby, yes you can," Yoongi motivates you, now having you trapped in both of his arms. "You can just keep my cock warm and grind on me, you don't have to bounce."

You both spoke in gentle whispers, obeying him with a little pout. Slowly but surely, you rock your hips back and forth, lowering until you had his cock fully inside you.

Without realizing it, you let out a whimper.

Yoongi's eyes expand, immediately putting a hand over your mouth to shut you up. "Quiet," he strictly says, "do whatever you want – bite my hand, I don't care – just don't let out a single sound. Because if one person catches us, at least one, I won't hesitate to fuck you for everyone to see."

You tightly close your eyes, clenching down on him while your hips move back and forth roughly, your little mewls being muffled by his palm.

But what drives you to closer to the edge at an instant was his other hand finding its way down to your clit, two fingers playing with your engorged clit. You gasp against his palm, tightening around his cock. Yoongi groans, smirking at what he does to you.

"Gonna cum so soon?" he chuckles, "we're still fifteen minutes away from home. You wanna have multiple orgasms right here, right now inside this bus, darling?"

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umm can we like do one where he touches y/n? Like he's all nervous but wants to make her feel good and she directs him through the whole thing?! Idk just sexy times hehehhe

cold senior!y/n x stem major!koo masterlist :D

jungkook sees you wearing a button-up blouse and all his inhibitions are ruined; alternatively, stem koo touches you for the first time

Jungkook’s shy — shy to the degree that he can’t find his voice when you quietly compliment him on his hair, but not shy enough to try and hold your hand whenever the two of you pass Hyeji or any desperate (yet unfortunate) classmate of his.

Jungkook is shy, but that doesn’t mean he’s subtle.

He’s not subtle with the way he looks at you from top to bottom with his eyes wide and his breathing shallow. He could swear up and down that he's quiet and have in fact given Jimin the spook of his lifetime at 2 in the morning when he creeped up on him, when all his poor friend wanted to do was drink water. Jungkook swears he's not obvious, but he's oblivious to the way you could hear his breathing.

He's not subtle with the way his eyes follow your movement and his speech is interrupted, unknowingly putting an end to your discourse on how every other beverage in the world, besides coffee, is considered decaf.

He actually forgets to breathe for a second and he feels every single thought vanish from his mind all at once, his focus only zeroing on you.

“Is that a new shirt?”

You're just about to present your argument to him when you suddenly feel the lack of noises of disbelief from your boyfriend, turning to him in the exact moment that he springs you an unrelated but very important question. "This shirt?"

Jungkook sees you point to yourself and he can't be subtle with how eagerly he nods. He decides then and there that maybe having no shame wouldn't be so bad after all, because seeing you chuckle at what seems to be an innocent question (and you still assume that it is) eases his embarrassment.

"Mhmm, it's new. You noticed?"

All the inhibitions loitering around his mind fly out the door the moment you respond to him, a happy yet surprised smirk on your face after seeing his interest. Jungkook's face, however, turns even more flushed because then does it click that what you're wearing isn't a part of a plan.

What you're wearing — as in the pale pink and silky button-up blouse, with the short sleeves, the relaxed lapel collar, and the low dip; as in the same blouse his eyes are fixated on, with the fitting and cut on you making it seem like it's only made for only you — is not a grand rouse to tease him.

The shirt you're wearing that gives you the loveliest silhouette and the sheer two handfuls of cleavage that Jungkook wants to volunteer to hold up, isn't a plan.

There is no plan for Jungkook.

There is no plan at all.

“Yoongs and Jin want to go to this bazaar later," your voice breaks up the static in Jungkook's mind which makes him gulp, "Jin’s just fixing up in the office and Yoongi’s picking up something from the post office.”

He's confused when you don't comment on your shirt further and you just go straight to telling your boyfriend about your own plans with your friends for the day, his mouth hanging open.

There's no intention nor malice behind your shirt that's meant for him or anyone else in that matter. He knows you're fond of giving him a nudge every now and then, but you never act on the same thing twice.

He knows that you wait for him, you respect his decisions, and love him so-dearly even if he's always caught in the middle of sexual innuendos that just fly over his head and you have to chuckle and shake your head throughout all of them.

Not only does Jungkook know, but he's dead sure that he wants nothing more in life right now than to hold your shirt open and suck on your boobs.

“I like this shirt.”

He comments all of a sudden and it sounds more like a confession than it is a statement, the straightforward and deeper tone of his voice making you peer your head at him.

You were initially supposed to go into the bathroom to change into your pants because your silk top doesn't exactly go with pajama shorts that have tiny hearts on them and have been worn on several occasions by Jin when all his clothes are in the laundry, but Jungkook shoots you a look that you can't deny.

He's sitting at the edge of your bed with his hand outstretched, the usual pout on his face is gone and surprisingly replaced with a clench on his jaw that you can't quite decipher yet.

“Thanks. I like it too," you giggle when he pulls you by your hips, making you tower over him while he's sat down. The look on his face looks happy, relaxed even, but there's still the clench on his jaw that you pay extra attention to.

Jungkook's hair is a little longer now and therefore much more noticeable when he combs it back with his hands, the lines that his fingers leave from weaving through them being indented. It shouldn't really be your main concern but you can't help but think that his jaw looks sharper this way, symmetrical to how his strong brows are visible with his hair out of the way.

You snap out of it when you realize that there's no furrow to Jungkook's eyebrows and that means he isn't angry or anything of the sort. There's no unease bothering him that you could think of, but it worries you even more when he looks even more stern now.

"Are you-"

You physically can't find the words because Jungkook takes it upon himself to grab you by your hips and make you hold onto his shoulders as the only way to make yourself stable, his mouth immediately diving into yours that makes you meld to him out of instinct.

There's something in the way he's kissing you because you could swear that it feels a little more desperate and needy, not that Jungkook's kisses never felt that way because they always do, but you could just feel it deeper in all senses.

You grunt the moment he accidentally bites on your bottom lip with his teeth, giving him a second to catch his breath but he feels absolutely helpless with the way he's now eye-level with your cleavage.

"Wasn't supposed to do this today."

He mutters to your mouth as soon as he desperately dives in back for a kiss, this time pulling you towards his body to make the both of you fall back to your bed, the sudden movement so unlike him that your squeak resonates but gets swallowed by his tongue anyways.

"Do what today?" you ask with only half a mind because to put it bluntly, Jungkook feels different today that his sudden barrage of deep and desperate kisses pulled the breath out of you.

Jungkook shifts beneath you and only then does it register in your mind that you're lying on top of him, gathering yourself to sit closely beside him instead and it's the moment you feel the bulge in his sweatpants graze the inside of your thigh.

“Jungkook?” you ask half-entertained and half-curious as to what made him this hard in a matter of minutes, oblivious to the gravity of your blouse and what's beneath it that drives him near the edge. “You need help?”

“No.”

He answers quickly yet he enunciates it as clear as he could, his voice heavy on the tip of his tongue with finality.

His answer leaves no room for discussion and the roughness in his voice makes you squint, tilting your head at him when he next spoke.

“I wanna help you.”

Jungkook pulls himself up from his lying position and kisses you languidly this time, easily making you somehow bored because it's tame compared to when he kissed you minutes ago, but you never get the chance to deepen it because he's trailing his lips to the shell of your ear, biting on it softly.

“Help me how?”

It's a loaded exhale that leaves your boyfriend as you basically just asked him to elaborate on how he wants nothing to do but to bury his face on your tits and change his place of residency to the valley between your chest.

Jungkook kisses down to your throat and he lets his tongue linger there, sucking so lightly that it makes you imagine if he's even doing so, but you can't tell because he's making your head tilt back on purpose.

“I can touch you, right?" he asks politely as he drags the tip of his tongue to your clavicle, his eyes looking up just as kindly for confirmation. "Can I?”

"Of course you could," you shiver when Jungkook places his thumbs underneath your arms and right to where the band of your bra extends from the cups, the goosebumps on your skin not going unnoticed because your boyfriend chuckles right to your ear.

“I was actually planning on asking you if I could try and touch you next week because I was too nervous,” he admits just as sure but not as forward this time, licking his lips as he lowers his head to meet your tits that are pushed together, only seeing the limited skin that your blouse allowed. “B-but you just looked too pretty today.”

You've come to realize in situations such as these, Jungkook says the first thing that comes to his mind. There's no filter and no barrier because he says what he needs to say the moment his mind throws in the words together. Could be a little incoherent at times, but his boyish charm is just something that proves to you how genuine he really is.

“Cute.”

Jungkook hears you mutter under your breath as you peer up at him, your roles being reversed as you're now the one who's sitting on the bed and he's the one towering over you, the sight of you being laid-back with your hands supporting you making the gears in his head turn.

He lurches at you again before you know it, just one more chaste kiss to replenish your taste on his tongue before he starts to unbutton your blouse.

“Calm down,” you chuckle when you see his fingers trembling but you make no move in helping him, in fact, you become even more relaxed as you look at him fiddle with the buttons.

“Sorry. I just really, really can’t wait to see you," he only apologizes half-heartedly, barely undoing the second button because he's so jittery and excited that he can't contain himself.

“Oh! Right,” you snort and it makes him wonder if you've suddenly had you eureka moment that's totally unrelated to the situation right now. “I forgot you’ve never seen neither my pussy nor my boobs.”

The harmless jab you make at him gets him to deadpan at you, scoffing with his whole chest at your teasing, magically curing his trembling fingers.

“Heh. I’m getting there, miss,” Jungkook rolls his eyes sarcastically and makes sure to stress on the last word to try and get into your nerves as much as you do with him.

He beats you in getting the last word because his hands get to the button that holds the peak fullness and weight of your tits, seeing with his own two eyes on how your boobs are full and almost spilling within your bra.

Jungkook gulps and he'd pay to see the replay of your tits that went from a tight cleavage to expanding fully after being released from the confines of your blouse, the unmistakable bounce of them spilling out from your top forever engraved in his mind.

“Oh my god.”

His hands work on autopilot to peel off your shirt, leaving you in your bra and shorts alone. Jungkook leans in from the side to look at your back so he could undo the clasp of your bra by himself, a heavy sigh leaving him when he feels the peak of your tits from underneath your bra press right to his chest when he undoes the clasp.

He tilts his head back to see his handiwork, his pupils dilating even more at the sight of your bra completely removed and your tits out for him to see.

Jungkook literally pauses right in front of you and for a second you're scared because you think you've broken him, a breathless giggle leaving your when you bring your thumb up to wipe the corner of his lips.

“You’re drooling, handsome.”

You're not sure whether it's because you pointed it out or it's the term of endearment, but atleast any of the two or perhaps everything you've done for the matter is what sets him off.

Jungkook wastes no time and lets his large hands squeeze your boobs tightly, moaning when he feels the soft yet firm flesh in his palms.

"That's it," you whimper when he squeezes them again, feeling the pressure out of your boobs being rubbed right off with how he rolls them in his hands, "just like that."

Jungkook's moan gets stuck in his throat when he rolls your nipples between his fingers and he gets a whine out of you, but he's positive that a chill ran up his spine and resided there the moment he squished your tits together.

The visual alone of your tits pushed together and cupped by his hands makes his cock twitch, a needy whine shamelessly tumbling out of his lips before he can even hold himself back.

"Fuck," he mutters as he licks his lips at the sight, turning his gaze to look at you. “Have I ever told you that I dreamed about your tits once?”

Jungkook's out of the blue statement makes you choke on your moan, willing your eyes open to look at him.

“What happened then?”

You ask as casually as you could to reflect your boyfriend who looks like he's just now remembered this tidbit at the heat of the moment, all while still rolling your tit between his hand while he plays with your nipple using the other.

“You let me suck on them,” he hums, giving you one of the sweetest smiles you've ever seen, suddenly stopping his ministrations so he can grip you by the shoulders while he speaks into the crook of your neck. “You let me suck on your tits for so long that I fell asleep with them in my mouth.”

The bluntness of his words shoot straight into your core, his hazy eyes smiling at you when you try to bounce back. It's admirable, really — looking at you looking at him like you could eat him up, all the while your hands are unconsciously holding his wrists, trying to put them back to your tits where they belong.

“You want that?” you coo to him when you feel him kiss the corner of your mouth. “I do have to leave in less than an hour though.”

Jungkook laughs and he knows you're serious, but he takes his chances anyway, knowing deep-down that he can't pry you away from your friends with a crowbar even if he wanted to.

“Do you really?” he play-whines to your neck as he kisses down the center of your chest, “can I tag along? I won’t talk the whole time.”

The laugh gets stuck in your throat the moment you feel Jungkook's mouth attach to your nipple, his tongue swirling boldly at the bud and the accompanying moan he has out of sheer enjoyment in sucking your boob render you helpless.

“It’s okay,” he hums with his mouth full of your boob, looking right at you when he suckles more harshly this time. “You’d let me do that next time, right?”

“R-right.”

It's only rare that Jungkook makes you speechless and your lack of words is something that shoots straight into his ego, feeling a lot more confident with the way your moans are amplified in his ear.

“I loved my dream that night,” he almost moans just by thinking about it, “remember when I said I couldn’t come over because Jimin needed my help with his thesis?”

You don't answer but Jungkook doesn't seem to like that, grazing his teeth on your nipple while he twists the other that it makes you jolt and actually think before your brain turns into mush the second after, vaguely recalling the time that he was talking about.

He's satisfied with the way you nod eagerly, a sweet smile that fills you up from the inside-out.

“I lied.”

“You lied?" you ask in disbelief but there's no real anger behind it. In fact, it even sounded like you were thoroughly amused. "You know how to lie?”

Jungkook breathlessly laughs to your jab, audibly 'ooh'-ing at your reply which makes you giggle even louder.

It's nice, actually, but there's another version of nice that you can't quite explain when Jungkook slaps your tit from the side and it makes your giggles cease, replaced with a moan that racks through you and makes your boyfriend tremble by the knees.

“I jerked off to the dream version of your tits,” he says with no shame while he furiously rubs your nipple in small circles, “and I cummed so, so hard in my hand that I felt too ashamed to see you that night.”

The dots only connect in your mind later on, realizing that Jungkook's voice did sound too hoarse and rushed for him to be only irritated at Jimin's thesis which he could eat for breakfast.

“Oh baby,” he hears you moan and it only makes him desperate to make you feel even better, his hand on the groove of your spine when you arch your back in pleasure, “you’re so good at this.”

“I am?”

His usual shy demeanor, especially from being praised, is something you highly treasure and is currently being showcased at the moment, keening from the warmth of your words.

"You are."

“I’m not gonna lie,” Jungkook chuckles to himself and the deepness of it makes you look for his warm touch even further, “it’s gonna take me like, four business days to not be nervous and finally eat you out.”

There's something about Jungkook that is unshakeable all the way down to your bones, seeing to it that he's in the middle of sucking and grasping at your tits, but he's also telling you how nervous he actually is and is making you laugh with his candidness.

“Don’t have to be nervous, Koo. You make me feel good anyway,” you pinch at his cheeks and he melts at your touch for a second, but tries to worm out of it as it hits him that he shouldn't be the one who's taken care of today. “But okay. I’ll wait for four business days to have you eat me out.”

Jungkook laughs with his whole body when you go along with him and his specific timeframe when it comes to psyching himself out, taking the time to see you laugh and the way your face turns into his favorite view before his hand goes elsewhere.

You're perfect, actually.

"You're wet."

Jungkook trails his finger on the center lining of your pajama shorts, and it reminds you of the fact that you haven't cummed yet and it seems that your boyfriend's not quite done with you yet.

“And whose doing is that, hm?”

Jungkook toothily grins, kissing you sweetly on the lips that you feel him smiling throughout. "Me."

He lowers himself down for him to be eye-level with your clothed core, his nose brushing against the lining of your shorts that it makes you writhe briefly, your shuffling coming to a halt when he holds you in place by holding your hands.

Jungkook's eyes are easily fixated on the shape of you that's curved into the fabric of your shorts, the wet spot that's growing the more he takes his time staring right back at him.

You clearly didn't expect it, which is why you obscenely moan to look down and see Jungkook diving in and inhaling you directly, his nose brushing against your clothed clit in the process.

“You smell so sweet.”

His lips press ever so gently to your mound that it makes you shudder with how soft he does it, looking down to see Jungkook closing his eyes who looks up at you with hooded eyes at the same time.

Jungkook winks before he closes his eyes and wastes no time in kissing your core as how he'd kiss your mouth, his pressure just as rough when he's desperate.

"Fuck, Jungkook!" you whine needily because as much as he's giving you, he's not giving you all because you realize that there's still a barrier between you and his tongue. “Y-you sure? Four business days? Can’t I have a rush order here?”

He finds it amusing that you're trying to banter with him in order to level yourself, and it's cute actually, but Jungkook knows better.

“Nah. I'm imploding on the inside from trying to psych myself out, y’know.”

He carelessly replies and before you can even add into the conversation, your eyes train on your boyfriend who's suddenly stopped, a plead growing in the back of your throat.

Jungkook closes his fist but only juts out his middle finger that’s in a closed knuckle, looking as if he's knocking.

"W-what are you doing?" all the words die down at the tip of your tongue when you feel his knuckle trail up at the seam of your shorts, stopping at the spot where you shudder and let out the faintest of whines.

"Don't you mean who?"

Jungkook drives his knuckle into your clothed clit and the shrill moan he gets makes his skin light up on fire, taking pleasure in seeing you writhing underneath him and moaning his name.

“Am I doing good?” he asks as he drills in his knuckle, hiking up your leg on his shoulder as he uses the extra space from beside you to his advantage

“You’re doing great, baby,” you almost feel like crying with how good you feel, willing your eyes open to see Jungkook who's just as lost in pleasure as you are, “so, so great.”

“Are you s-seriously,” you ask in between moans, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach intensify in waves, “gonna make me cum in my shorts?”

Jungkook works even more diligently now that you mention it, the sweat from his forehead dripping all the way down to his neck as you make the happy mistake in observing on how fucked out he looks while making you feel good.

“I can clean you up. Suck your cum out as much as I can.”

Jungkook hits the nail in the head because you find yourself gushing before it could even register in your mind that's consumed in a high.

And true to his word, Jungkook does suck up the proof of his doing so eagerly that you have to pull him up by his hair gently. “S-sensitive."

Your boyfriend lets you regain your breath as he proudly lies down beside you, wiping the sweat from your forehead with the back of his hand as he looks fondly at you.

Jungkook looks so proud of himself and you make sure to tell and make him feel just as much, a sincere kiss pressed on his temple.

“Not gonna help me out of my shorts?”

“Four business days.”

You change to your actual bottoms in the bathroom and you have to grip at the edge of the sink because your knees keep trembling, actually chuckling to yourself with how this situation fills you up with pride.

You come out to find Jungkook sitting on the edge of your bed in a prim and proper situation, having changed into your jersey that he takes the liberty of stealing and wearing every time he comes over.

He's holding your bag in his hands, flashing your phone and the notification that Jin's coming home in ten minutes and Yoongi's arriving not far off.

Jungkook has a blush on his cheeks and he's back to his sheepish state, nuzzling your neck in comfort while you smother his face in kisses.

“Did I do good?”

“You did perfect, Koo.”

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as always, lmk what you think!! i love answering asks :D what do you want to see from the lunchbox lovers next? send them here <3

[hwari-ssi]

KIM NAMJOON CORRUPTION KINK (respectfully)

THANK U I LOVE U BYEE 😽

⇢ pairing: brother’s best friend!namjoon x reader

⇢ warnings: slight age gap but reader is LEGAL, corruption kink

“your brother’s gonna kill me, __,” he pants against your lips. his words should knock some semblance of sense into one of you, but they don’t. you only press yourself harder against him and he pulls you closer, large palms cupping your ass and pushing you into his firm body.

“i don’t care,” you whimper, nails digging into his shoulders as you push yourself up onto your tippy toes. he deepens the kiss, tongue licking into your mouth. “i want you.” it comes out as a needy whisper as his fingers graze your upper thighs right beneath the hem of your flimsy dress.

a strange conversation between the two of you. how it had started, you can’t quite remember. but your brother was out of town, namjoon was here, aware of the fact that none of your previous partners had given you a single orgasm. and fuck if the thought didn’t have his cock twitching already. he knew it was so wrong, so fucked up, wanting to fuck your best friend’s younger sister’s brains out. but here he was, cock hard as a rock, ready to make you see stars if you allowed him to.

always so shy, so polite and lovely. a ball of sunshine is what most would call you. and yet here you were, naked and trembling beneath him, cheeks flushed as you call out his name in the most sinful voice as he slips another finger inside you.

“j-joon-oh—“

he stares at you with parted lips and heavy eyes, drinking in every reaction he elicits from you as the innocence you portray fades away and desire paints your features instead. “yes! more, more—“ you beg with heavy pants and a broken voice, hips grinding up against his hand. a simple but experienced move of his thumb against your clit has you keening and moaning out his name loudly.

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“namjoon! n-namjoon—fuckkk!” you’re crying out, face buried into the plush pillows, fingers almost ripping the sheets apart as he pounds into you ruthlessly from behind.

“fuck you’re so fucking good for me,” he groans. smack! right against your ass and it has you jolting forward but he immediately pulls you back and anchors you for an onslaught of fast thrusts. “feel good, baby? you like it when i fuck you like this?”

“yes! yesyesyes please don’t stop—“

he doesn’t. in fact, he goes harder. “this pussy’s mine,” he grunts. another smack, and another weak cry that leaves your lips.

“yes, yours,” you whimper out, cheek rubbing against the mattress as he continues makes you feel better than any man ever has.

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Ayo mimi after seeing muster jk, i’m of finally dead. all his fits had me 💀💀 can you please drop some of ur fav hot boyfriend jungkook fics?❤️❤️

He really went ahead and went for our throats, huh!

Let me drop some of my favorite hot JKs (in general but they give me muster jk vibes 🥵). There are more but the ones below are those that are imprinted in my head (like, I see the title & I envision this jk):

Heart of the storm by @ladyartemesia (the image of shirtless jk with low-hanging grey sweatpants repairing OC's broken door still lives in my head tbh)

Fairy of shampoo by @ironicarmy (domestic boyfriend jk and shower sex? goodness)

Oh my god, they were quarantined roommates by @ot7always (this jk was a gift from the universe honestly)

Deep six + pt2 by @bratkook (just imagine biker jk with that muster black outfit and sprinkle holy water on yourself)

Calculated by @whatifyoulivelikethat (dicon or muster jk in black, choose ur poison)

Bad influence by @noteguk (I need to catch up on this but bi!jk is quite the experience)

Sound by @kooksea (speaking of experience, this whole fic is an *auditory* experience)

Simmer down and pucker up + The aces up your sleeve by @outroshooky (bad boy and needy jk whom you just want to hold onto but rly, this jk hurt and made me feel things)

Temptation series by @aiimaginesbts (werewolf jk in all his human glory but yk, I still dream about this jk)

Since day one + Morning after by @joonsgalore (dream best/boyfriend tbh)

Cherry bomb by @bubblebeom (Yup, still drooling over this hot and sweet and protective jk)

Last call by @xjoonchildx (SRSLY this is one of the hottest things I've ever read and just thinking about this jk is giving me goosebumps)

Hold me close by me (shameless plug but I went wild in my head with the shirtless jk scene here)

Lemon sherbet by @extravaguk (sexy jk ft. an eyebrow piercing!)

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BTS for Rolling Stone

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why are star wars planets more boring than earth and our solar system like sure we’ve seen desert, snow, diff types of forest, beach, lava, rain, but like… 

rainbow mountains (peru)

red soil (canada/PEI)

rings (saturn’s if they were on earth) 

bioluminescent waves

northern lights (canada)

salt flats (bolivia, where they filmed crait but did NOTHING COOL WITH IT except red dust?? like??? come ON)

and cool fauna like the touch me not or like, you know, the venus flytrap.. and don’t get me started on BUGS like… we have bugs cooler than sw aliens

BASICALLY like???? come on star wars you had one (1) job where are the cool alien species

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it’s absolutely insane how fine he is

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Vi I just read a horror fic accidentally and I thought it was just fantasy, forbidden love and a cute happy ending but 🙂🙂 I am scarred for life please recommend the fluffiest fic ever so I can heal 🙂

Allow me to recommend @jungshookz Ballet Teacher Jimin drabble series. It is the sweetest most wonderful Jimin story and my whole heart belongs to that couple. Like I LOVE THEM. I go back to reread all the time.

THIS POST is actually Drabble #5 but it has links to the first 4 as well.

Drabble 6

Drabble 7

Little Valentine’s Day Drabble (you have to scroll)

Mini Drabble: Cleaning

Mini Drabble : Jimin is Distracted

Mini Drabble: Jimin Gets a Hickey

Mini Drabble: Jimin is Dancing Shirtless

Be sure to click on the Ballet Jimin tag at the bottom of the posts for TONS of funny and adorable extras!

This is PREMIUM GRADE fluff. Guaranteed to make your heart swell and your spirits soar.

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me consuming fictional work after fictional work to distract myself from the fact that i exist: i can have little a escapism. as a treat.

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veni vidi amavi (prologue) m

♱ words: 3.8k ♱ genre: supernatural!au, soulmate!au, idol!au, angst, slow burn, smut, fluff, slightly yandere ♱ pairing: ot7 x reader ♱ warnings: references to sex, cursing, blood, death references ♱ summary: you go to a hi-touch event immediately after a concert, high off of adrenaline. but meeting your favorite idols isn’t as fun as you expected.  ♱ a/n; there’s probably only a few of you who would remember when i first posted this story (back in early 2019 y i k e s). well i never finished it because my writing has changed in 2 years but now!! i think ill be able to better write this concept! i hope you enjoy, it’s going to be different from the original idea!

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(flirting) you look so biteable today

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DRUMMER JUNGKOOK LAKSASKLAKSLKSAKS

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his smile 🥺