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kamiigusa-misaki · 6 months

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You go to an illegal underground sex party downtown and meet seven guys who fuck you too good.

Contains: Riding, missionary, crying tears of pleasure, pussy DP, overstimulation, mid air fucking, wall fucking, blowjobs, mention of other people having sex, rough sex, slow sex, y/n loves sex, anal with mention of it hurting before it feels good, one sentence of it ‘hurting good’, squirting, disassociating cause it feels so good, squirting, multiple members cumming in y/n, vibrator being used on y/n

Admin note: this is so fucking long, enjoy ;)

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Jin

“Am I your first tonight?” The man, whose name tag said ‘Jin’ asked.

“Yeah.” You nodded. “First time being in this kinda place too.” You internally scolded yourself— why did you have to tell him that?

“You are beautiful.” He commented.

You laughed softly.

He smiled.

The two of you were alone in a small room. There were some sex toys and bondage equipment on the wall, and a massage table in the middle of the room. It was dimly lit and had a soft and sensual feeling to it. You were sitting on the older man’s lap on the red couch, his hands already exploring your body. You could feel his hardness beneath you.

“I’d love to see you ride me. Do you think you can do that for me, sweetheart?” Jin asked as he started to kiss your neck.

“Yes.” You breathed out.

Moments later, the both of you were undressed. “Mm, so big!” You shuddered as you pushed down on his length, his fingers squeezed into your sides as he guided you down.

Once he was all the way in, you placed your hands on his chest for balance as you started to ride him. He let out a groan, his hands roaming up and down your body, before finally cupping your breasts. He sat up and wrapped an arm around you, kissing your chest and sucking on your nipples. You held onto his head and kept riding him.

The older man started to thrust into you, and you cried out. His pace quickened, and his other hand found its way to your clit. He rubbed your sensitive bud, and you started to lose yourself to the pleasure.

You whimpered and moaned, the sound of his hips smacking against yours echoing through the room. In the distance, blaring music was heard, and it sounded like the couple next to this room were having a go at it as well.

“I’m so lucky to be the first to pound into this pretty pussy… you feel so good around me, baby.” He grunted, slowing down his pace to savor the moment.

You couldn't form any coherent thoughts, your body was buzzing, and your skin was tingling. Your nails dug into his back, and you were sure you left marks on him.

“Come here…” He nudged you off his lap. “Go lay down for me, mm, just like that.”

You laid on your back, legs spread apart. He moved himself between them, he held onto his shaft as he entered you again, slowly and teasingly. He watched as you writhed underneath him, his hand snaking down to your clit once more.

You arched your back, the sensation was almost too much to bear. His cock filling you up and his fingers circling your sensitive nub. The man had a devilish grin on his face, enjoying the view of your body wriggling under him. He started to thrust faster, his hips pounding against yours, his length going deeper and deeper.

Jin leaned down and pressed his lips against yours, his tongue slid into your mouth, and you gladly sucked on it. His other hand was on the side of your face, keeping you in place.

It was almost suffocating, the weight of his body on yours, his tongue dominating your mouth, his shaft buried deep within you, and his fingers stimulating you.

Your moans were muffled as the man above you kissed you, his hips not slowing down.

Jin let out a muffled grunt as he spilled into you, and you felt excitement rush through your body at the idea of him filling you up.

“Your cock feels so good! Mmm, please don’t stop. You feel so good inside me, fuck!” You winced, biting down on your bottom lip as you neared your release.

The man above you gave you one more hard thrust and rubbed your clit roughly, pushing you over the edge. You came, your body quivering as he continued to move inside of you, helping you ride out your high.

He slowed his pace, his length slipping out of you. He groaned as he rubbed himself, before he came all over your belly.

Yoongi and Hoseok

“Ah! Ah!” You winced, squeezing your eyes shut. Yoongi’s pace was slow, and the way he slowly filled your pussy drove you insane. Being filled up inch by inch was an amazing feeling. Your pussy stretched, but it felt so good. When you felt something poke against your cheek, you opened your eyes and saw a hard cock in your face.

You parted your lips and took in Hoseok’s cock. You moaned, sending vibrations through his cock. He groaned and tangled his hand in your hair, holding your head as he pumped in and out of your mouth. You sucked on him, hollowing your cheeks and using your tongue to lick and tease him.

Yoongi continued his slow thrusts. You clenched around him, wanting him to go faster. Instead, he just chuckled, enjoying your whine when he pulled almost all the way out and went back in. He teased you, slowly filling you back up. Your whine was cut off by Hoseok pulling out of your mouth. He rubbed the tip along your lips and you kissed it, letting your tongue slide against the head, before he pushed it into your mouth again. Hoseok’s hand roamed to your breasts and he started kneading it and pinching the nipple. You gasped and arched your back, pushing your breast further into his hand.

Yoongi continued his pace for a little longer. You could feel yourself getting closer, your walls tightened and your moans grew louder. His pace was torturous, it wasn’t enough. Just when you thought you couldn’t take anymore, his hips snapped into yours, burying himself completely inside of you. Your legs trembled and you could feel your orgasm coming.

Yoongi leaned down and nipped at your ear, before whispering, "I can feel how close you are. So fucking tight. So fucking perfect. You're being such a good girl."

“Gonna cum…” You cried out, letting go and releasing. Your legs shook as pleasure coursed through your body. It was a long orgasm, the feeling lasting.

Yoongi grunted, his hands holding you tightly. He fucked into you faster and faster until his hips stilled, a warmth spread throughout you.

You both were breathing heavily, trying to catch your breath. You felt Yoongi pull out of you, and Hoseok took his place.

You giggled when Hoseok pulled you closer and picked you up, and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders before you leaned in to kiss him. You gasped into the kiss as you felt him slide into you.

Hoseok moaned. You were already wet from cumming, so he was able to slide in easily. His pace was quick, desperate. His hips were slamming into yours, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. A few couples were near you, fucking each other. You didn't know them, but that just added to the experience. You loved how public sex was accepted in the club.

Yoongi's cum dripped out of you, down your legs. Your wet pussy and Hoseok’s saliva covered cock made such hot sounds. The squelching noise was loud, and you blushed, loving how lewd it was.

“Mm, fucking another man while filled with cum already, you are so dirty," Hoseok smirked, heading to the wall and pressing your back against it as he started to wall fuck you. Your back rubbed against the cool wall, and you closed your eyes, taking in all the sensations. Hoseok was a rough lover, and his thrusts were so hard and fast that your head kept banging into the wall.

“Fuck, fuck…” You whimpered, feeling how sensitive your pussy was. You had just came, but it was so good. Hoseok was making you feel amazing.

“Fuck, you take this cock like a champ.” Hoseok was pounding into you, the sound of your bodies hitting against the wall was loud. It turned you on. You knew others would hear and look over. You felt Hoseok reach one hand between your bodies, and you looked down, watching him rub your clit.

You clenched around him and felt another orgasm build up inside of you. You threw your head back and squeezed your eyes shut. Hoseok's thrusts were rough, the way his fingers moved on your clit was rough, it all felt too good. You felt so sensitive.

You cried out, your second orgasm washing over you. Your legs trembled, and if Hoseok wasn’t holding you up, you would have collapsed.

“Oh, oh!” You whimpered when you felt Hoseok continuing to fuck into you. The pleasure was becoming too much. He was going too hard. You needed a moment to recover, but it felt so good. It hurt, it was too much, but it felt so good.

“Going. To. Fill. You.” Every word that rolled off his tongue was followed by a hard thrust into you.

"Ple-ease, oh, oh!" Your eyes widened and your toes curled as he released inside of you. His cum mixing with Yoongi's. It felt warm and full. You panted, catching your breath, and let your body go limp in Hoseok's arms. He held onto you, his cock still buried inside of you, before pulling out.

Namjoon

“Yes…” Namjoon grunted, head tilted back, his tongue resting over his bottom lip as he slid his cock in and out of your ass. His fingers were in your mouth, keeping you from speaking, you sucked and licked them, moaning around them, your own fingers clutching at the bedspread, trying to stay grounded against his hard thrusts.

The muscles in your body tensed and flexed, the pain from being stretched so wide mixing with pleasure that came when he pushed all the way in, your entire body tingling as you rocked with his hips.

Your toes were curling, you tried to moan around the fingers in your mouth, he kept the pace of his thrusts steady, a hand on your hip holding you still.

This all felt so dirty, you never would’ve thought that you’d let a man fuck you like this, but it felt so good, so intense.

Your pussy wasn’t lonely, Namjoon had pushed a vibrator in it. The buzzing sent waves through you, made the experience even better.

His fingers slipped out of your mouth, you gasped for air, feeling him shift his weight slightly. He gripped both of your wrists with one hand, keeping them locked behind your back, his other hand wrapping around your neck, squeezing as he pushed in deep.

You whimpered, your hips moving on their own, pushing back into his cock. You were losing control of your body, it felt so good, your pussy was clenching and quivering.

“You love having some stranger be the first, don’t you? Taking that cock so good, I’d think this wasn’t your first time, so fucking good. Get on all fours.” He was breathing hard, voice raspy, his words sending chills down your spine.

You scrambled to your knees, letting him move you, pushing your upper body down into the mattress. His hands gripped your hips, he pulled almost all the way out and slammed his cock back in.

You screamed, it felt so good, a deep throb of pleasure, you clutched the bedspread, your back arching, a whimper leaving your lips.

He fucked you hard, grunting with each thrust, you felt every inch of him inside you, every time he hit bottom it made you shiver, your mouth hanging open as you moaned and panted.

“Harder, harder!” You begged.

You were going to cum, you were right on the edge, you needed him to make you go over.

His fingers were in your hair, he gripped it and yanked, making your body bend, he thrust deep, your body tensing up, you bit your lip.

His fingers were around your neck again, his body leaning over yours, his chest on your back, he fucked you fast, hard, making the bed bounce.

You felt his breath on your cheek, a hand cupping your breast, a thumb flicking over your nipple.

It was too much, you were moaning, body convulsing as you came. He was still fucking you, hard, you couldn’t breathe, it was so intense, too much, but so good.

He was panting and groaning, his fingers squeezed your neck, you felt his dick swell inside you and then he came.

A loud, long groan, his cock twitched and filled you up, you shivered, feeling it leak out and run down your thighs.

Your body was weak, you felt him release your hair, you slumped down onto the bed, chest heaving, a thin layer of sweat coating your body.

A stranger took your anal virginity and you loved it.

Jimin

“Mm, just like that.” Jimin cooed as he placed a hand on your head, his eyes filled with lust as he watched you take his cock deeper and deeper.

He was sitting at the edge of his bed, and you were on your knees in front of him, pleasuring him with your mouth, your hands resting on his thighs for support.

You looked up at him with his dick in your mouth, and his eyes met yours. He smirked, running his fingers through your hair and tugging on it gently. You hummed in response, and you could feel the vibration of your throat against the tip of his cock, causing him to buck his hips, making you take his entire length. You gagged a bit, and he smiled, his hand still holding your head.

You soon moved to the bed, and he wanted to watch you ride him, so he laid on his back and watched you climb on top of him, his cock throbbing with need.

He watched as you hovered over him, taking his cock and rubbing it against your clit. You moaned as you rubbed him against your most sensitive area, and he could feel you getting wetter and wetter by the second.

Finally, you couldn't take it anymore. You positioned yourself, and slowly, you sank down onto his cock, moaning loudly.

You stayed like that for a moment, enjoying the feeling of being filled. “Your cock is so hard, filling me so nicely, feels so good…” You whispered as you placed your hands on his chest, and then you started moving.

Jimin watched as you moved on top of him, the sight of your tits bouncing turning him on even more, and the noises coming out of your mouth were music to his ears. His hands gripped onto your hips, pushing you down harder as you moved.

He was so deep inside of you, and the friction from his dick rubbing against your walls was making you dizzy. It didn't help that the room was starting to fill with the smell of sex, which only made you more horny.

Soon, the two of you were fucking hard, and the sound of your skin slapping together mixed with your moans and whimpers.

“Mmm…” You whimpered, circling your hips before you started to bounce again.

“Fuck, you’re so hot.” Jimin breathed out as he reached up to cup your breasts, his thumbs rubbing against your hard nipples.

Your eyes fluttered closed as his touch sent sparks throughout your body, and you started bouncing faster. You weren’t sure how long you were riding him for when he stopped you. He pushed you down onto the bed, pinning your hands on the mattress before he wrapped his fingers around yours.

His body was pressed against yours, his cock buried deep inside of you, and he began to pound into you, hitting that spot inside of you that made your toes curl. You couldn't stop moaning and writhing beneath him, and he loved watching you become undone.

The pleasure was so intense that you thought you might pass out, but then he started rubbing your clit and you knew that you wouldn’t last long.

He leaned down and started kissing your neck, his tongue gliding along your skin. You tilted your head back, exposing more of your neck, and he took the opportunity to start sucking and biting it.

“You are hitting it just right…” You moaned, and he groaned against your skin, thrusting harder.

After a few more thrusts, he could feel his climax approaching, so he released your hands and sat up, pounding into you hard, his hands holding onto your ankles to spread your legs apart further.

You watched as his chest heaved, and his abs glistened with sweat. The look in his eyes was primal, and you knew that he was about to cum.

“Fuck, the way your pussy clenches around my cock, fuck, can’t get enough of you, babe, love fucking you like this, mmm, gonna make me cum.” Jimin’s hands now moved to your sides, holding you into place as he picked up the pace.

You reached up and grabbed onto his arms, digging your nails into his skin. The sound of his voice, the feeling of him deep inside of you, and his words, all brought you closer and closer to the edge.

Suddenly, your whole body started to tremble, and you felt a surge of heat run through your veins. You came hard, and you couldn't help but moan loudly.

Your walls clamped down around his cock, and he couldn’t hold back anymore. He came deep inside of you, groaning and growling.

When the two of you came down from your high, he collapsed next to you. He pulled you close and wrapped his arms around you.

Taehyung and Jungkook

Your hunger for cock was insatiable. Five cocks had already pounded your pussy, and you thought you were satisfied, but when one good looking man named Taehyung hit on you, followed by another good looking man named Jungkook, you felt your body ask for more.

Your head was tilted back, resting on Taehyung’s shoulder as you bounced your body up and down his cock, riding him. He gripped your hips, moaning your name, his face in your neck as his thick member slid in and out of your wet pussy.

The two males weren’t done with you just yet, Jungkook and Taehyung had taken you into multiple positions, you had sucked both of their cocks, and yet here you still were. Their staminas were amazing, and you couldn’t ask for a better way to end the night.

“Do you think she can take two cocks, Kookie?” You heard Taehyung ask his friend, who was sitting back and lazily stroking his dick while he watched the two of you fuck.

You gasped and pulled your head up, looking at the both of them in shock. Two? They wanted to fuck you at the same time?!

"Can you?” Jungkook asked you, and you felt both their eyes on you.

You had never had two cocks in you before, but you were so horny, you needed them, and you had a feeling that this would be the last thing you wanted to do tonight.

“I want to try, I want both of you in me, please." You begged, and the two males chuckled, they found you adorable and hot at the same time.

"You heard her, let's go Kookie." Taehyung said, spreading your pussy with his fingers. “Is this your first time?” He asked.

“Yes…” You nodded.

He chuckled.

"Good. You deserve two big cocks for the first time." He teased, and kissed your neck.

Jungkook positioned himself in front of you, and rested his one hand on your thigh while his other held his length into place as he pushed himself into you, making you gasp.

Your hand went over your mouth, and you felt him stop, waiting for your cue. You looked over at him, nodding for him to keep going.

“O-oh…” You whimpered as your pussy was filling with two cocks instead of one. It was an odd feeling, and you closed your eyes, focusing on the pleasure you were feeling.

Jungkook leaned in and captured your lips in his, kissing you deeply as he pushed into your dripping cunt, helping your body get used to the size of his cock.

“So full, so stuffed, ah!” You whimpered, desperately trying to grasp onto anything. Fuck, you felt like your pussy was stretched to the max. Their cocks felt so amazing, you squeezed your eyes shut and gritted your teeth as you felt Jungkook push further into your pussy.

Your walls were being spread as far as they could go, and it was so damn amazing. You didn’t even realize that something like this was possible, oh fuck, they were stuffing you so nicely.

You had only gotten a taste of what it was like to have two men fill you up at the same time, and now you were addicted.

Jungkook paused when he managed to fill you with his every inch, and the two men started to kiss you against the face, switching up from your face to your lips as they allowed your pussy to get used to the large intrusion.

After a few moments, you opened your eyes and nodded, letting them know that it was okay to move.

“O-oh!” You shuddered as Taehyung started, moving in and out of you in a slow pace.

His hands were wrapped around your waist, and your body was pushed back against his, allowing him to thrust up into you while you were sat on his lap. Jungkook followed a few seconds later, when Taehyung slid out, Jungkook slid in, and one and off they followed this same rhythm.

You couldn’t even close your mouth, drool dripping down the side of your lip as they fucked you. You could feel them, oh fuck, you could feel them hitting the deepest parts of your body, and it was making your body tingle. The drool fell on your chest, a puddle collecting.

“You like that? Dirty girl?” Jungkook purred.

You couldn’t even talk, you could only answer with a moan.

"You like having two cocks in your little slutty cunt, huh?" Taehyung added, licking his lips.

Oh fuck, yes, you loved it, you couldn't explain how much you were enjoying this.

You closed your eyes and focused on the feeling, feeling their large dicks move in and out of you, making you feel full, so very full.

“Doing so well for your first time, your body was made to take two big cocks at the same time, isn’t that right baby girl? So fucking sexy and slutty for us, yeah?"

“Love two cocks in my pussy, mmm, love it so much." You whimpered, throwing your head back as they started to go faster.

They switched it up this time, now they both pounded in and out of you at the same time, fucking you hard and deep. You were shaking, gripping the sheets as they pounded away at you, fucking you hard enough to make you scream.

The bed rocked under you, the mattress creaking as you were fucked hard by the two guys.

They didn't slow down, not one bit, and your screams were so loud that people from the next room could hear, and you didn't give a single shit. You had two cocks in you and it was the best experience ever.

You were a mess, you were dripping, soaking the bed with your juices, and your body was twitching with pleasure, oh fuck.

Taehyung took a break while Jungkook pounded into you, and he leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours, kissing you passionately.

When it was time for Jungkook to take a break, Taehyung thrusted into you, and you moaned against his mouth, his tongue slipping into yours.

Tongue against tongue, two cocks against one pussy, lips against lips, moans against moans. It was all too much, but at the same time, not enough.

“What is your favorite, babygirl? Tell us how you like us to fuck you.” Taehyung whispered against your ears.

You whimpered exactly how you wanted their two cocks to fuck you, and they happily listened to your wish.

“Ah! Ah!” Tears built up in your eyes before they rolled down your cheeks, you couldn’t handle it anymore. This felt so fucking good, having your pussy abused and used like this, sandwiched between those two men as they beat your pussy up, oh the way those long thick cocks filled your pussy to the brim, the way their cocks were stretching your pussy walls out, and the way they were abusing your g spot, it was all too much.

Your moans and whimpers turned into cries and screams. You couldn't take it anymore. You had been fucked by five other men before these two, and you had already cum so many times, and the overstimulation was really hitting you now.

"Fuck her harder, Kookie, she can take it."

They were going harder than before, if that was even possible, and you were seeing stars. You had never felt this amount of pleasure before.

Your toes curled, and your eyes rolled back, your mouth wide open as your body went limp against Taehyung, the room spinning as their cocks continued pounding into you without mercy.

The men knew that you were about to orgasm, and they kept going, knowing that you could take more.

Taehyung gripped onto your breasts, kneading into them, and he and Jungkook were panting heavily. You could hear their breathless moans, and they were whispering sweet things to you.

You were a drooling, twitching, sobbing mess, and the men were loving it. They loved seeing their slutty girl getting her pussy stretched by their cocks, they loved the way your pussy clenched around them, the way it dripped all over them.

Their dirty words, their hands all over your body, their cocks in your pussy, their mouths kissing all over you… You never wanted this to end.

“Cum… cum..” You didn’t know how to talk anymore, feeling light headed and delirious as your body was overwhelmed with pleasure. You didn’t even know where you were anymore or what your name was, the world was spinning and blurry, and all you could focus on was the feeling of their cocks.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes…” It felt so close, your whole body started to shake heavily, your eyes unable to focus on anything as your toes curled, and the intense pleasure washed over you. It took over your whole body and the heat washed through every inch as you orgasmed; it was the best one you had in your whole life, it felt like heaven.

The pleasure was too intense, and you were screaming as you were hit with wave after wave of pure bliss. You came all over their cocks, squirting so much, and you could hear them moan, the sounds of their voices sending you even higher.

Their thrusts grew sloppy and slow, both enjoying how you orgasmed around their cocks, yet eager to fill you up with their cum.

"That's it baby, milk our cocks with that tight pussy, yeah, fuck." Jungkook hissed.

Your pussy was still throbbing and squeezing around them, and the two men groaned.

Taehyung's arms tightened around your waist and he growled, pushing his cock in as deep as he could and released his seed, groaning in pleasure.

Jungkook picked up the pace and he did the same, digging his fingers into your thighs as he filled you with his seed.

They kept thrusting as they came, and the feeling of their hot, sticky, cum inside of you, and their cocks twitching inside of your sensitive pussy, made you squirt again, your body trembling.

You were left gasping and panting, trying to catch your breath. Your vision was still hazy and it took you a few moments before the room stopped spinning.

You were laid down on the bed, you weren’t even sure by who, as you laid there trying to catch your breath. You could feel the bed was soaked underneath you.

Fuck, this was the best day of your life.

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kamiigusa-misaki · 9 months

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𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓮𝔂 🎥 | kth 🔞

> You make a film with Taehyung after he confesses his dirty little secret to you.

Warnings: whipped! tae , camgirl! reader, college au , pining , cursing, brief jimin x reader (lmao youll see) jealous! taehyung, im not sorry, / explicit sexual content; oral (m! receiving) face f*cking , it gets filmed 🙈 , tae is determined to be the best she’s ever had, f*ngering, unprotected s*x (u know betta) , slight! ch*king, switch! tae, switch! reader , marking, tae gets a bit possessive

A/N: hey my luvlies! ive been receiving sm luv with after hours so i had to give you an extra snack. hope you like it hehe, Enjoy! 💗

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“I knew you were different but never like this.” Taehyung lets out a groan as he shakily holds the camera in his left hand as he used his left hand to grip into a fistful of your hair, guiding your head movements on his cock.

“Ughh, look at how pretty you look. Taking my cock so well..” Taehyung drops his head back, the image in the mirror being almost too much to handle in his lust driven mind. His fingers fiddle with the camera, making it zoom in on you gagging and chocking on his massive cock. He curses at the sight and can’t help but rock his length, now fucking your mouth. The tears that fall and the spit that dribbles out of the corner of your mouth, falls down your chin. Your gags and choking moans almost knock him over the edge.

You still look so so pretty to him- even after each time he’s with you. It always feels like the first time.

He remembers the first time he met you. You were in the campus’s cafe sitting oh so prettily in your short grey plaid shirt and cashmere sweater. You were laughing at something Namjoon said and he was in a trance at your beautiful laughter and twinkling eyes. You were otherworldly and he had to meet you.

You were Namjoon’s partner in his music production class; not only were you absolutely stunning but you were so fucking talented.

The more Taehyung observed you, the more his attraction grew. Taehyung knew he had to make an advance on you soon when even his best friend, Jimin, shown obvious interest in you.

He couldnt let that happen.

He foresaw it as fate when you ended up transferring to his song writing class and ended up sitting right next to him.

Since that day, he made massive efforts to try to get to know you. He gave you his number and you both took off to be great friends. The more he learned about you the more reasons he convinced himself to give it a shot. You were so endearing and had a heart full of gold.

However, one night he was browsing different porn sites, sporting with a massive hard on that you gave him with your teasings ways, your innocent image over when he found your camgirling profile, Honey Bee.

To say he was shocked was an understatement. He had an idea of who you were in his head but he erased all of that because clearly he didn’t know you like he thought he did.

When he found out, he initially kept it on the down low. He pretended he didnt know and kept it as a dirty secret, you not knowing that he became a frequent visitor on your profile. He became a subscriber and watched everything you made.

That is until he saw that you posted a video with someone;… well not just anyone but his best friend, Jimin.

He watches as his best friend plows into you on your bed, hand pushing your face in the pillow and your needy pussy takes him in. Your naughty and needy whines sound like music to his ears.

Hes never felt that green little monster before but seeing you with a familiar face- someone whom he grew up with, made him sick with envy. That should be me.

He couldn’t hide his feelings and wants anymore.

So he confronted you that evening by showing up to your front door, since hes came over a few times anyways to hang out with you. However, this time he had a mission in his mind. One to make sure you knew he was the best.

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The First Time ~

“Tae?? What are you doing here?” you asked, pretty doe eyes staring at him with a confused look on your face. He never shows up unannounced.

Taehyung ignores your questions and walks past you into your little apartment. You stand at the door like a goldfish and close it behind him, perplexed at Taehyungs strange attitude. You know Taehyung is a bit different but tonight theres this tension. He has a different air about him.

He was into your living room, eyes zooming in on your camera on the centerpiece table. He ignores your protests as he reaches to grab it, ignoring your cries as he messes with it.

“Taehyung! What are you doing!! You can’t just mess with peoples stuff! -“ You reach out to take the camera in your hands but Taehyung easily dodges your attempts. He uses one of his hands and easily manipulates his other hand behind him as he uses his free hand to grab your moving hands. He somehow easily is able to get both of your frantic arms in his one hand, gripping them in front of you as he stares you straight in the eye with unwavering eye contact.

“Make a movie with me..” Taehyung says, you freezing in place.

“Huh?? What are you saying? Quit being ridiculous! -“ You huff, lost at his actions and demeanor. Your heart quickens at what he could possibly mean.

“I said.., Make a movie with me, honey..” He says the last word with sweet delicateness dripping off his tongue. You feel the hair rise on your arms and neck and your heart quickens and skips a beat at his words.

Wha— How?

“H-how did you know?” You whisper out, ears and cheeks turning a bright red, suddenly flustered at the revelation. Taehyung notices that youre no longer trying to get the camera back so he drops the tight hold he has on you, using his hand to massage where he was holding you. He sighs and decides to let go of the camera, placing it back on the table as he moves to sit on the couch. He gestures you to follow him but you squeal as instead of sitting on the couch, he pulls you into his lap. He doesn’t miss how flustered you’re getting at his touch and he cant help but feel pride swell in his chest, pleased that he can affect you.

“Ive known for awhile…” He says and your heart drops, mortified that he’s been keeping such a personal secret to himself for so long. Especially since its about you.

“I didn’t want to say anything to you about it because I didn’t want to make you feel any certain type of way and i didn’t want it to seem… awkward I guess.” He declares to you.

“If i’m being completely honest with you… Ive been interested in you since i’ve met you…”

Your mouth drops at his confession, that being the last thing you expected to hear. Yes, Taehyung does flirt with you and pamper you sometimes but you didn’t expect him to have actual feeling with you. That seemed to be too good to be true. Especially since you’ve also had a crush with him for ages.

“I do have another confession…I know about your… job,’ he cant help but chuckle at your red face and how you hide your face in his neck, he wraps his arms around you tighter, eating up the way you’re clinging onto him, “ because i watch your videos.”

He drops that bombshell and you cant help but jump back up from his words, him wincing as you press down onto him a little too harshly. You open your mouth to respond but no words come out, completely speechless as he continues talking.

“I was planning on confessing to you in a more organic way but I couldn’t when…’ his face crunches up, like he’s in pain at the image in his mind ,’ when I saw the video you made with Jimin.”

You cant help but choke on the spit in your mouth.

Fuck! No one was supposed to know about that!

Taehyung can see the panic on your face but he quickly tries to calm you. He brings his huge veiny hands to hold onto your face, making you meet his eyes and a small smile forces its way on his face.

“None of that matter now though.. Its already done… But I’m here to prove to you that i can treat you better…Only if you let me.. You’ll never need someone ever again if you let me prove it to you. I want you.. Not just for sex but in all ways. I want you to be my honey.” The words drip from his mouth like sweet brandy, pulling you into his depth and his sweet disposition. How you’ve longed to hear those words come from his mouth. Taehyung drops his hands as you remain silenced, hope dwindling away as you stay silent. Instead of words, you use actions to get your answer across.

You put your hands on his beautiful face, biting your lip as you gaze at his. It only takes a second for Taehyung to pick up on what you’re doing, his hands coming to hold onto your hips. Your plump lips meet his in a dance. He groans at the taste of your lips.

He may become an addict, he cannot get enough of you. All the longing and pining dwindles down to this one moment in time and he cannot hold himself back now that he finally has his hands on you. You don’t mind it one bit either.

Your tongues dance together in a synchronized manner, molding and twirling together like you’ve done this a million of times together. Wandering hands explore eachother, mapping a trail to one place to another. He teases you as he feels your underwear wire, snapping it causing you to gasp in the kiss. You feel him smirk against your lips and you feel something inside you snap. You are in your element right now.

You push him back , making his back hit the couch. His chest moves up and down and swollen pink lips gasps at your movements, catching him off guard. You bring a hand up to his neck, massaging sweet little circles into it until you cup the front of his throat. You give him slight pressure as you move your face closer to his. You bring your lips to his but instead of kissing him, you bite onto his bottom lip and tug. You’re pleased as you hear his gargled moan and watch as his eyes roll at the action. You give him a sweet peck afterwards and pull away. You lick your lips and you use your other hand to move his messy hair from out of his face.

“You want to make a movie with me, baby? “ You whisper with a sultry tone falling from your lips. Taehyung gulps at the change of demeanor.

He’s had you completely wrong it seems… And he’s not mad about it.

He bites his lips at your words, giving you an enthusiastic nod. You give him a sweet smile as you reach behind you ,grabbing the camera, making sure to press down harder onto him, making him hiss and grip onto your hips. You giggle at the sweat that forms on his face and his fidgety hands that crave to explore you. You tut at his impatience and fiddle with the camera, making sure everything is ready to go to start filming.

Once your done, you get up off his lap causing Taehyung to whine at the cold that seeps into his skin at the loss of your heat. You giggle, kissing his cheek as he pouts and you run your fingers through his soft, silky hair. His eyes close at the sensation and you rub your thumb across his cheek.

“C’mon pretty boy.. We have a video to make.” You say with a teasing tilt to your voice. His eyes snap open and you’ve never seen him move so fast. You giggle as you watch him run to your room. You shake your head, body running off of excitement because you know what is about to happen.

You can’t wait.

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“Oh Tae!! Yes, baby!!” You let out breathy moans, body shaking and legs locking around Taehyungs waist as his fingers pound into your dripping cunt. Taehyung hovers over your naked body, blinking camera is invisible to the both of you. He is mesmerized as he watches your cunt swallow his long fingers, milking him off everything he offers.

He loves how sensitive you are. His back is decorated with freshly made scratches that he knows he’ll show off later when he can. He brings his head down, kissing and swallowing your moans as you reach your third high of the night.

He’s relentless, youve come to realize.

You’ve never had a lover quite like him, so dedicated on giving you pleasure.

“What a good girl, so so greedy.” He says with shaky breathes, the site alone enough to make him bust all over you. However, he cannot have that. He pulls his soaked fingers with your arousal , sticking them in his mouth and sucking on them, moaning at your sweet taste.

“You taste so good, sweet like honey.” He whispers out, giving you a shatteringly good kiss. You whimper in the kiss, so desperate for more. You wrap your legs around his waist, forcing him down onto the bed as you force him on his back, making you on top. Taehyung gasps at the change of position and he bites his lip at your gaze, ready to devour him.

“Can I ride you Tae baby?” You ask him so sweetly, batting your eyelashes with swollen, biten lips. Taehyung cant help but groan at the site and close his eyes.

“Do your worst, darling.” He choked out as he feels you grind on his naked cock. Your wet lips soak his cock with you essence, the thought alone sends Taehyung crazy. He just wants you to ruin him.

He opens his eyes and watches as you give his cock a few pumps, spitting on it to give it more lubrication, not like you need it anyways. He hisses as he feels you finally line his cock with your entrance, slowly sinking down to take him in. Your walls clamp around him and he doesnt know how he’s going to last.

“Fuck! Baby, you feel s-so good!” Taehyung stutters out, hands gripping onto your thighs and his chest shakes at the pleasure that runs through his veins at the feeling of your snug walls gripping onto him.

It should be illegal to feel this good.

You put your hands on his shoulders to give you more stability as you start to grind your hips against his. You both moan loudly as the feeling, gasping and holding onto eachother as you fuck yourself against his big massive cock.

You feel him everywhere. He reaches so deep inside you that it makes a bulge on your belly. You grab Taehyungs hand and place it on the bulge.

He groans loudly and it takes everything inside Taehyung to not buck up against you. He feels feral for you.

“Oh , Tae… You feel that? You’re so deep,’ You cant help but moan at the sharp thrust he bucks up into you with,’ Ive wanted you so bad too, baby.. I-ive dreamt of this.” You almost sob out as Taehyung drinks in your words like alcohol and its enough to set Taehyung off. He moves his hands to hold onto you as he drills upwards into your dripping cunt.

You cry out loud and sob at his brutal pace, sweat dripping off both of your bodies as you both ride out the rhythm of each others passion. Taehyung is determined to make sure that you know you now belong to him.

He uses one hand, not stopping his brutal thrusts, to hold onto the side of your neck, making you tilt your head so he can give you kisses and bites on your neck. He leaves dark hickies in his wake, knowing that it would be nearly impossible to cover up.

He needs everyone to know.

He cant help but look over your shoulder, making direct eye contact with the camera lense. He releases almost a growl as he drills up into you harder.

“Mine.. You’re mine now , honey.” He groans out, a possessive tone in his voice as he watches you fall apart in the camera as you milk his cock. He cant help but groan at the feeling of you spasming and hugging his cock just right.

He pulls back to watch your pussy take him in, your release dripping out of the sides of his cock. That is enough to drive him over the edge, beautiful and deep moans escape his throat.

He gives you a few more pumps from his cock, making sure to massage his cum deep inside you- ignoring the toxic thoughts in his head.

You collapse on his chest, now entirely spent. You both whisper sweet nothings and praises in eachothers ears. You both momentarily forget about the blinking camera until Taehyung sees the blinking red dot in his peripherals.

Instead of making you get off, he wraps his arms tightly around you, his cock still deep inside you as he moves to get up with you in his arms. Your squeals and light moans follow him as he walks to the camera, crouching down as he meets the camera head on. He smirks and blows a kiss to the camera, hitting the stop button.

He moves back up, giving you a sweet smile. He gives you another kiss to your lips, savoring the moment you just shared.

He walks you back to the bed, lightly dropping you on your back, making him slip out of you.

You giggle as he collapse on top you, face in between your breasts as he gives it teasing kisses.

“Baby, honey, sweetheart, my angel,…,’ he says sweet little pet names, causing you to swoon and blush at his sweet and adoring gaze.

“Say… Want to have another round?” He asks, eyebrows wiggling as he gives you a playful smirk. You laugh at him and lightly swat his chest. He gives you a heart stopping smile and you cant help but give him a sweet kiss on the forehead. You move to give his ear a little tug with your teeth, causing him to groan and grind his cock on you greedy pussy.

“We can go all night long, if thats what you want Taehyung.” You whisper naughtily in his ear, giving it another tug. He growls and brings his hands to tug on your boobs and nipples, slightly flicking them causing you to gush onto his now once again hard cock.

“Oh honey, you don’t know what you just did.” He growls out in your ear and you giggle as he give you ticklish kisses on your neck.

Here’s to the night of making memories, love, and a porno that goes viral. One you both will remember for the rest of your life.

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kamiigusa-misaki · 9 months

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Pink ribbons (m) | JJK

Jungkook x f.reader

smut, angst, slight fluff

warnings: dilf!jk, age gap, unprotected sex, slight breeding kink, riding, cowgirl position, pssy play, teasing, huge mentions of cheating, homewrecker!reader, crying, toxic behavior, toxic situations, masochistic ass plot, emotional damage, soft yandere reader? switch reader/jk? Mental stuff.. :0

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How did you meet him? Well, he was your photographer, one of the most well known photographers all across town. He's worked with big companies and also some big stars as well. You were a 21 year old girl, who was a underwear model for Victoria secret. There were many departments for the underwear modeling agency, but you were more on the cute pink/white underwear modeler department.

Your photographer was Jeon Jungkook and hell did you want him so bad. It's not like you were stupid, you saw the ring on his finger, you seen the daughter on his phone lock screen, you saw his wife kissing him on the cheek every morning while they part their ways for work. Then why were you sleeping with him?

You needed to have him.

You caught his eyes when you started your own little signature look that the Victoria's secret agency loved, and so did Jungkook. Your pink ribbons wrapped around your thighs. You used your youth and beauty to lure him in, to have him inside of you. To make yourself his dirty little secret. You were know as "The girl with the pink ribbons" and known to him as "My secret with the pink ribbons"

You were riding the 32 year old male like your life depended on it, thighs wrapped up with your signature pink ribbons, even had one in your hair. Your tight walls sucking him in so well you couldn't open your eyes without seeing rose tinted hazy clouds all around you. His thick and long cock sliding in and out of you so well, every vein brushing against your gummy velvet like walls, making you both moan in euphoria.

"Fuck, yes baby. Like that." He chants in your ear as he felt you clenching around him.

You brought your hand to his throat, slightly choking him. Although you were small and submissive at times, you also liked having your own way with him. You liked to show him even though you're submissive towards him you can also be an dominate woman.

He let you take control, he let you ride him and control his movements to what you liked most. He found it adorable that you liked to take the lead, although you're always so shy when you do. He starts to whine out your name, so you slowed a bit down to slightly tease him.

Your dominate fantasies were fun while it lasted until Jungkook started to thrust up into your pussy, making you whimper and let go of his neck. Instead your hands went to his shoulders to help ballance you up, you needed it especially how his tip was brushing against your sensitive cervix.

Loud whimpers and moans leaving your mouth as you feel that twisting feeling in you tummy again. You don't know if your climax is coming or if his cock is just rearranging something in there. Your boobs were bouncing and Jungkook just knew he had to wrap his lips around your nipples. He loves your huge heavy tits rubbing against his face, he loves your body so much.

He loves to grip your small waist as you ride him. Grip your thighs while they're wrapped up with pretty pink ribbon, shower you and remove your small pink bows from your hair. He loves touching you so much, you make him forget all about his ... well burdens.

It wasn't long until both you and Jungkook were screaming out each other's names. You milked him dry of all his cum, he gave you a creampie.. your favorite. Feeling his sperm inside you was the best feeling ever, you didn't care how wrong it was. It's like drinking warm tea on a cold night, the warmth fills your body up with butterflies of coziness. The girls who get it get it.

For a moment while you were catching your breath and Jungkook was looking into your eyes, you swear his eyes sparkled. Although... it didn't last long.

He quickly and gently pushed you off his lap, quickly cleaning himself with a clean cloth. He threw away the condom he used previously but of course he took it off so he can feel you raw, and he also like fulfilling your breeding kink. You always tell him how bad you wanted him to get you pregnant with his babies, he thinks it's just some kink but you actually want to have his kids. You're obsessed with him.

You felt worthless whenever he leaves you on the bed with his cum dripping down your thighs, your pussy sore from his roughness and how he leaves you there like some whore. Being honest, you did feel like a whore. You were so young, pretty, perfect body.. you could have many of boys chasing after you but no. You wanted Jungkook, you wanted married man who already has a daughter.

Although you told yourself you felt bad, you honestly really didn't.

His wife can't satisfy his needs so you will, she doesn't make him feel as good as you do so you're going to continue to make him feel good. The thought of him cleaning his shared room up, doing the bed again so he can go back to sleeping by her side kills you. You hated leaving his house, you wanted to be the one that lived there with him. You wanted to be the one to give him children and to have his last name not that boring wife he has.

"I need to shower real quick, that should give you enough time to get yourself together and go back home." he said in a boring tone, like he's done using you for the week.

Your silence was loud. You usually said a soft "ok" or "yeah" but you didn't say anything this time. This time, you stay quietly on his bed, no blankets covering your naked exposed body. You looked at your own body, hickeys, bruises, cum, spit all over it.. oh and your ribbons. You looked at the mirror that was across the room, your makeup running down your face, bruised lips, marked neck, you even had his dry cum on the side of your face.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He walks towards your small figure. Big fat tears dropping out of your eyes as your lips quiver, your breathing goes a little faster too.

He can see how you're upset about something, his mind automatically goes into the sex you two just had. A lot of women feel guilty and dirty after having sex with certain types of men, he thought you were going through the same thing. He isn't one to comfort another while they're feeling down but truth be told, he did care for you.

"I- I don't wanna.. don't want to leave you. I want to stay. please." your voice was shaky as tears kept falling down your cheeks.

Jungkook was a little confused for a second, he thought you were feeling guilty after sex but no you were just being clingy. Although he doesn't like clinginess much, he'd make an expectation for you.

"Hm, okay. There's no rush, I'd make you feel good of course. Your afterglow is coming in, I gave it to you. I gave it to my prettiest girl."

His prettiest girl. You liked that, you liked that a lot.

His muscular arms comes to pick you up as he sits down on his bed where you were sitting. He places you on his lap as he grabs the extra clean cloth he has, you place your arms over his neck so you're oh so close to him. He opens your legs suddenly and you let out a small gasp, he did it so he can clean you. His eyes go to your sore chubby pussy, a little red from the sex you two just had. He sees how both yours and his cum is dripping out of you still, trailing down your inner thighs. He places sweet kisses on your shoulder, dragging the cloth in between you legs making you hiss because of your sensitivity.

"It's okay baby, I got you."

You whine a bit before you got used to the sensation. He was careful with you, like you were a glass ball rolling on a coffee table and he had to balance the table so you don't fall and shatter everywhere. He was taking care of you.

It wasn't long until you were all cleaned up, tears becoming less harsh but still there. Crying because of how loved you feel at the moment, but you know it won't last.

You stop thinking about the cons as something in you kinda just happened, you found yourself grinding on his lap again.

You gasp at the sudden small slap you got on your inner thighs from his long tattooed hand.

"You're so nasty baby. Such a shy innocent girl flaunting around in her underwear as I take pictures, but such a nasty dirty girl naked for me in bed. You're perfect" his words made your heart skip a beat.

You open your legs a bit as you feel his hand go in between them. You look at him with pink flushed cheeks and round doe eyes as his finger parts your chubby lips apart and swipes up and down your slit. Your pinkish peachy undertone pussy was his favorite, he always says he wants to live in it, at first you found it funny but now you see it as such a compliment. You let out a small moan when you feel his finger rub your sensitive clit.

"m' so good, feels so good."

"yeah baby? So good? I love making you feel so good princess, hate seeing my beautiful girl sad. I'll make you feel so so good. All for my pretty little one." He kisses the side of your cheek, his chest brushing up against your back. You love feeling his abs against you.

He started to rub circles on your clit, he then suddenly slightly smacked your pussy making you yelp.

"keep them open doll" he chuckles in your ears as he spreads your thighs open again after you closed them due to the sensation he was making you feel.

His tattooed fingers were tracing your hole that was clenching around nothing, coming back up to your sensitive clit that was begging for more stimulation. He left sloppy kisses on your collar bone, marking you as his. You gasp in pleasure as he starts to rub your pussy in a fast speed, teeth nibbling and mouth sucking dark red purple kisses all over you.

"g-gonna cum Jungkook.. I'm gonna cum!" your body shook and trembled foward, shaking in his embrace. His muscular tatted arms grabbed your body closed to his chest as his fingers were being squished in between your thighs you were squeezing together

"c'mon over here, need to hold you close sweet cheeks" his voice was soft and comforting. You let him slightly drag you into laying position, your head on his chest as he brings his soft cover over his body and also yours. There was a good moment of silence, just you focusing on your breathing and Jungkook letting your warmth warm him up.

Your mind started to think again, and that wasn't the best especially while you're with him. You had to tell him you loved him, you couldn't keep it inside anymore. You had to tell him to make up his mind. You felt bad that his wife was still in the picture, but not because you felt bad for her.. you felt bad for yourself. You shouldn't have to share the love of your life with someone else.. you couldn't. You know you were the other woman, the home wrecker, the whore.. but you couldn't help but to fall for him.

You gave him your virginity, your body, your heart, your mind, your soul. You gave him everything and now it's his turn to give you the same energy back.

"Jungkook" you chirped as you pushed yourself closer to him if that was even possible. "Jungkook I have to talk to you. It's a kind of hard to process? Or.. I don't know. I don't want to put you in an awkward position or anything but.." you started to stall.

Jungkook looked at you in confusion, not understanding what the hell you were talking about.

"What is it? Don't be shy you can talk to me, I'm here." he chuckles out to reassure you that whatever you have to say, you can say it to him. Even though he doesn't know what you have to say.

"okay well, I know you're a married man and you have a daughter and all of that. I'm aware it's a sensitive topic we don't discuss much but I.. I need to tell you that I'm really starting to feel like I can't live without you. I can't sleep without thinking of you, I can't eat right when I do see you, I'm really just.. in love with you. I'm in love with you Jeon Jungkook."

You honesty has no idea what you expect from your confession, but it certain wasn't this. Jungkook had his face in between your thighs, sucking your clit as his fingers were going in and out of you at a good pace. He smirked as you fell apart on his tongue, proud knowing how good he's making his doll feel. You honestly had no idea what was going to happen after this night between you and Jungkook has ended. It's safe to say that as one is getting her heart broken, one's wildest dreams are going to come soon.

She stands outside the door, the door opened by just an inch, seeing the betrayal in front of her eyes. She knew he was cheating, she knew it was with someone from work. How could he? How could you. How could you smile and greet her hello whenever she'd pass by you at work to bring her husband surprise lunches? How could he tell her he loves her, .. that her and their daughter are his top priority? She was sad, and livid. He was pleasing you so good, he was making you feel good and she could see that.

In her mind, all she can think about is going to her parents house, where she left their 6 year old daughter at for the night and start to get papers ready to file for a divorce.

Her sad ending was your happy beginning.

And as for Jungkook? Wil he suffer? Hm, no. Should he suffer? Yeah maybe a bit, but what once was lust slowly started to turn into love. When he had you on his chest, your words echoing through his head.. saying you loved him.. he knew he loved you too.

He's get to see your pink ribbons when he wakes up, and when he sleeps.

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au: I do NOT encourage this irl.. please do not take this fictional story and try to mix it with reality!! With that being said, WOOOO omg guys.. I've been writing this for only like 2 days? It was supposed to be a draft just for some writing improvement but it started to get a little too good so I turned it into a fic lmfao 😭

hope you guys enjoy this 🤍🎀 like if you feel like it :)) !! ♡

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kamiigusa-misaki · 9 months

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strawberries and cigarettes. jjk

pairing : smoker!jk x reader

warnings : smoke sesh (DONT smoke this is js fiction) , fluff , smut , making out , fingering , thigh riding , food play , use of word "slut" , short LOL

a/n : I HHAAADDD TOOOOO GGGRAAAHH

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"Baby!"

You were so excited to finally be back home to your sweet handsome boyfriend. Working at a clothing store had its own disadvantages, sometimes you'd have really long shifts where you'd have to work for about 8 hours. It's tiring, really. But the store actually pays you a good decent amount, and you really weren't looking for another job at the moment.

You enter your apartment carrying your bags filled with a few snacks and your favourite fruit — strawberries.

"Jungkook?" You ask again, eyes roaming around your apartment looking for your boyfriend.

"Ah!" There he was. Your eyes lock on your boyfriend, fucking manspreading on the couch with a cigarette in between his middle and pointer finger. His back was leaned against the cushion of your couch, looking as comfortable as ever. What did catch your eye was the thin material of the shirt he was wearing, oversized but you could still see the outline of his abs and nipples. Your eyes then travel down his exposed tattooed arm resting on top of his thigh, muscles flexing. He seems to be eating ramen, making slurping noises each bite while his big doe eyes were glued onto the television - probably watching some show. You lean your body against the frame of the wall, quietly admiring your boyfriend.

He's the most handsome man you've ever laid your eyes on. So fucking beautiful and ethereal. Not a single flaw on his face. Even the little scar on his cheek, which he would like to address as a "flaw" was so beautifully carved. If that even made sense. But it did, for you.

Deciding to quit just staring at your boyfriend, you make your way towards the living room, your figure appearing right in front of him. Jungkook's focus quickly shifts to you, a big bright smile taking over his face.

Jungkook looks to the side to blow out the remaining smoke in his mouth before he puts the cig in his ashtray. He makes grabby hands at you, motioning you to get closer to give him a hug. Happily, you take a few steps towards your boyfriend and leaned down before he engulfs you in a wholesome hug with his muscular arms. He squeezes you tightly, pulling your body to him to make you fall right on top of his lap. A little chortle escapes your lips while you hug him back as well, your body being squished even more.

A couple of seconds of staying still, Jungkook decides to pull away for a moment to take a look at your face. Smiling, he holds your chin with his right hand, squishing your face together so that your lips were now duck lips. Jungkook leans in to peck your lips a few times, a hum of satisfaction leaving him right when he tastes the strawberry lip balm you always apply.

"My favourite" He hums as he releases your face to fall back onto the couch. "Also why I wear it" you mumble, getting off his lap to sit on the couch right next to him.

You wrap your hand around Jungkook's arm, leaning the side of your face onto him.

"How was work today?" He speaks, his left hand reaching to grab another cigarette out of his packet.

"It was alright, nothing much to say. I'm tired, though" your voice is low as you speak. You attentively watch Jungkook light up his cigarette before bringing it to his mouth to inhale. He pulls it away to blow out the smoke to the side, making sure you don't get anything on your face.

"Aw, my pretty baby" He coos, a sly grin forming on his lips. Jungkook chuckles, peppering your face with a few more kisses. You loved that about him. He was never afraid to show his affection towards you.

"You wanna go to sleep early, then? I could set up the bed for you, hm? Wanna eat something before you sleep?" He asks, wanting you to rest. You giggle, shaking your head from side to side. "Koo, I just had one shift. It's not like I climbed a mountain or something." You lean to peck his cheek as a reward.

Jungkook scrunches his nose, "still! You said you were tired" he mumbles. How could someone be so cute.

"No, baby, it's okay" Jungkook nods as a reply, taking another inhale out of his cigarette.

A small silence of about one and a half minutes fall upon us as you watch him take inhales and blow the smoke out repeatedly.

Hmm, what if I...

"Jungkook."

He turns to look at you, humming a little as a response.

You stare at Jungkook, contemplating whether to do what you're about to do or not. Uhhh.

Your eyes shift from Jungkook's face to the cigarette in his hand as you lean forward a little to snatch it from his hand. Jungkook looks at you, one eyebrow raised in surprise. Your eyes switch in between Jungkook and his cigarette a few times before you bring the cigarette upto your lips so you could take an inhale. Jungkook watches you in shock, finding your actions unusual as you never smoke. In addition to that, you used to scold Jungkook for smoking when you two had started dating at first. But you eventually stopped, saying it's alright. But now here you were, inhaling smoke out of his cigarette.

You inhale once more, shoulders dropping down as you blow the smoke out to Jungkook's face. He gasps, surprised, very surprised at your actions.

"Baby? What are you doing?" He motions at the cigarette in your hand.

"Always wanted to do this" You sigh, taking another inhale. You groan, leaning forward to lay on Jungkook's lap as your chin was now resting on his mid thigh.

He tilts his head to the side, fingers gripping onto your hair to turn your face to the side so that you're facing him.

"What do you mean?" He questions.

"Well, you always smoke. So I just thought what it would feel like to do so, you know..." you mumble, ready to take another inhale. But before you could do so, Jungkook quickly snatches the cigarette away from you and throws it into the ashtray.

"Hey! Jungkook!" You groan, sitting up from his lap.

"Baby, I am not letting you smoke—"

"But—"

"No buts, Y/n. I've told you before, it's not the best for your health. It's true that I do it but," He groans, "I've my own reasons, yeah? You though, I'm not letting you smoke" He snapped.

You mewl, lips forming into a pout once again. You look at Jungkook, your eyes big and wide as you try your best to use your little charm against him. I mean, it always worked. Your eyes stared into his, big and wide as you laid on his lap, long lashes batting against the under area of your eyes.

Jungkook scoffs, the palm of his hand coming in contact with your cheek to leave a small harmless slap.

"Not gonna work this time, baby"

You roll your eyes in annoyance, huffing a little too.

"One time only, Koo" you plead.

He shakes his head in disapproval, looking away from you. You coo, trying your best to yet your boyfriend to let you try out a few of his cigarettes. Your eyes travel down his body, landing on his crotch area. Ah, idea! The idea instantly made a mess between your legs.

"Koo..." whimpering, you lift your body up to sit on his thigh.

"I said no, baby" his voice was deep and demanding.

You slowly lift up the end of his shorts upwards to expose more of his thigh, leaving a trail of kisses on his neck in the meantime.

"Please..." whining, your hips start to work their way on his thighs. Your pace was slow - you were taking your time - watching Jungkook's facial expressions suddenly change.

"Mm, baby, please stop—"

You cut him off with a moan, knowing exactly that that's his weak spot. He suddenly groans, listening to your angelic moans. The pleasure felt just perfect. Not too rough, but not too slow. You rubbed yourself onto his thigh, small little whimpers leaving your lips.

At first, you started this to just convince Jungkook to let you have his cigarette but as you continue to do it more, you slowly start to find yourself actually enjoying riding his thigh.

"Fuck" your back is arched, angling your clit to rub against his thigh.

It's almost like Jungkook forgot, he leans forward to grab a cigarette out of the box to light it up, then to press it against his lips to inhale some in. You watch the cigarette in his hand attentively, thinking of when to snatch it into your hand.

Jungkook eyes you up and down with a smirk, — god, that LOOK — his free hand coming to hold you by your chin. His grip on you is tight, but not too tight to leave a bruise or anything — he would never. Jungkook scoffs, hand tapping your cheek as he blows smoke out onto your face. Without being able to contain your cough in, you cough a little, but still inhaling the smoke in.

Fuck, that just made you even wetter.

"Isn't that what you wanted, slut? You want me to fucking blow smoke onto your desperate ass while you get off on my fucking thigh?" Jungkook mocks you.

Nodding your head vigorously, your moans grown louder as you fasten your pace. Jungkook brings you closer to your orgasm by bouncing his thigh up and down, sending small vibrations throughout your body.

"Fuck, Koo— your thigh..." you moan louder.

Jungkook laughs at you, clearly mockingly, as his free hand lifts you up to unhook your skirt so that it would fall down. He then takes a look at your damped panties, soaked in your arousal. You look down to see Jungkook's fingers moving your panty aside to the corner to expose your bare pussy.

"Go on" he orders, taking another inhale out of his cigarette.

You nod eagerly to his words. Fuck, this felt so good. You swear you just landed in heaven, right when your bare clit makes contact with Jungkook's bare thigh, his muscles flexing against yours. Gasping out loud, you begin to rub yourself in a circular motion, desperately hoping for a release.

Jungkook holds the sides of your head to lean in to connect your lips with his, bringing you into a heated and messy kiss. You leave out a series of soft moans in return, the sound vibrating through both of your mouths. He pulls out of your heated kiss, sighing as he inhales more of the cigarette.

He seems to enjoy this. You riding his thigh trying to release oh so desperately while he watched you attentively with a cigarette in between his fingers. He never thought they'd be in this position, but here you are.

"My good girl" He praises you. Jungkook's eyes were glued onto your pussy, covered in slick and dripping down to his thigh as well. The corner of his lip curls up in a vicious idea, his body reaching forward a little to grab onto your grocery bag from earlier. You watch what he's about to do, curiously, stopping what you were doing unconsciously.

Jungkook pulls out the strawberries you bought for yourself, taking one to put it in his mouth. He chews on it, signalling you to continue with his hands and a tilt of his head.

"Give me a good show, baby" He commanded.

You gulp, raising your hips up to continue to rub myself onto him. You felt really fucking good, but not good enough to make you cum. You needed more.

Your fingers flew to the buttons of your dress shirt, unbuttoning them one by one. You discard your shirt, letting it drop to the ground as you give your bra the same treatment. A sigh of relaxation leaves you once your breasts are spilled out and free, you immediately grope them to begin squeezing them and pleasuring them.

Jungkook watches you continue to rub and tug onto your nipples, sweet moans falling out of those pretty pink lips of yours. Your pull on your nipple only to release it back then go back to rubbing it. Your head was thrown back, tilted to the side, leaned forward — in all existing angles doing 360°s.

Raising your head up to take a glance at Jungkook, you catch him still looking at you oh so carefully, his pants rock hard and buldge very prominent while he swirled the tip of his tongue around the strawberry.

Gathering a bit of saliva in your mouth, you spit it out to your chest, letting it dribble down onto your breasts and then your nipples.

"Fuck" Jungkook curses.

You rub your spit around your nipples slowly, teasingly, eyes fixated on his tongue and the strawberry.

He groans out loud, almost as if he's giving up on a mental challenge he made for himself. Jungkook pulls you closer by your hips, thumb brushing against your lower lip to pull it down as he pushes his strawberry in your mouth.

"Suck" he commands again.

You don't object, continuing to suck onto the strawberry. Meanwhile, Jungkook's big warm hands holds your breasts tightly, bringing a wave of pleasure to both your bodies. You moan, fastening your pace on his thigh. His lips were now wrapped around your nipple, sucking slowly. He was taking his time, small caresses on your waist, fingers brushing against your thighs, your hips, squeezing your arms and tugging onto your nipples with his teeth — fuck, he was taking all the time in the world.

Jungkook was savouring your body, taking his time with you to slowly edge you to your orgasm. But all of this without a single brush against your pussy. You could feel your cunt burning, begging to be touched by his long fingers decorated with those same silver rings he always wear.

"Jungkook, touch me down here, please" you plead.

Jungkook hums, releasing your nipple with a pop sound. His hand reaches down to touch your swollen bud, a long soft moan leaving you once he adds the smallest bit of pressure on it. You wanted to be touched on your pussy, so desperately. His face gave you such a mocking, sly, cocky expression as he watched your body squirm to his touch.

Jungkook's thumb caresses your bud, swiping it up and down oh so softly. He was teasing you. Your hips automatically react to it, your arousal gushing out as you grind forward into his fingers for more friction.

Your eyes half lid, looking down to watch Jungkook's fingers teasingly rub your bud slowly. It was so hot. But you NEEDED more.

"Please–"

"Shhhh, my angel"

He was aware of how desperate and needy you were getting, so he decided to have a little mercy on you let you have what you wanted.

Jungkook fastens his pace on you, thumb rubbing your core in a motion of an "eight". You were such a moaning mess. So fucking needy so that the smallest touch was enough to make you reach your high.

You gulp down the strawberry in your mouth, almost quite literally forgetting about it. Jungkook notices that, his free hand reaching forward to grab another strawberry.

While his right hand worked on your pussy, his left hand plops the strawberry in his mouth to coat it with his saliva and taking a small bite out of it as well. He then brings it back, shooting you a smirk. You moan, already knowing what the fuck he was going to do.

Jungkook drags the strawberry across your lips, smearing the juice of the fruit all over so that your lips would turn into a little pink shade. You gulp as he drags the strawberry further down your body, under and over your tits.

"Ah! Mmm!" A gasp followed by a few moans leave you the moment he enters two of his fingers inside you at once. His thumb still remained on your bud while Jungkook started to thrust his fingers in and out of you.

"Shit, K-koo. So good...!"

You gasp, feeling the slight coldness of the fruit on your sensitive areas as he circles it on each of your nipples. Shit. Shit. Shit.

You were in pure ecstasy right now. You could never get enough of how good and mind fucking blowing his finger felt inside your cunt.

All you could did and could do was to shamelessly moan out his name while he abused your cunt and played with your tits.

"So pretty, baby. Look at you, a fucking mess on top of my thighs, hm? Beautiful baby"

His praises were everything to you.

"My beautiful girl..." he hums.

You squeeze your eyes shut to open them while you nibbled on your lower lip. Your eyes scan the box of cigarettes placed on the side, contemplating whether to grab it. I mean, both Jungkook's hands were occupied, ...right?

You lean forward to grab a cigarette out of the box, Jungkook's eyes widening at the sudden action. He should've known you'd do this somehow. You never were the type to listen to whatever he told you, anyway.

"God, baby" He eyes you while you light up the cigarette with his grey lighter decorated with heart gems all over it. (by you, of course.)

You take a inhale out of the cigarette, Jungkook's fingers gently caressing your folds again to smear your wetness around.

You blow out the smoke on Jungkook's face and watch him to groan, head arched onto the cushion of the couch once again as he inhales the smoke you blew onto him just now. He blows it out to the side, slowly bringing his fingers covered in your arousal and cum to your own lips.

You open your mouth to take his fingers in, eagerly. Jungkook thrusts his fingers in and out of your mouth, your mind immediately imagining it was his cock as you licked and sucked on the fingers - just like you'd do to his cock.

Meanwhile, your other hand reached Jungkook's lips to press the cigarette onto them for him to inhale some smoke in. Gladly, he accepts your offer to take some smoke in and then to shamelessly blow it onto your face.

So fucking hot.

Jungkook pulls out his fingers from your mouth with a bit of force, making you whine — wanting more of his fingers. God, you loved his fingers so much.

"Spit on my fingers, angel"

He encourages you to do so, motioning you with a small tilt of his head. You, feeling more than happy, spit on his fingers like an obedient little puppy just how he asked you to do so.

"Good girl"

This time, Jungkook's fingers wrap around your waist to reach down to your pussy from the back, his fingers coming in contact with your folds covered in slick while having your body locked onto his.

"Shit, Jungkook. You're so hot"

Your naked chest was now pressed against his clothed chest, the strawberry from earlier nowhere to be seen and forgotten while his other hand snatches away the cigarette from your hand.

You whine out again, this time more dragged than before — just dying for the cigarette that's now in his hand.

"Patience, angel" He hushes you calmly.

You listen well, moaning to the feeling of Jungkook's fingers rubbing against your puffy folds, spreading your spit around.

He takes an inhale from the cigarette, blowing a bit of the smoke onto your face and the rest to the side. You moan in reaction, chin pressed onto his abs. Jungkook surprisingly brings the cigarette closer to your lips, letting you take a drag out of it.

"Mh" you hum in satisfaction, cheek now pressed against his chest while his fingers toyed with your cunt.

This felt rather relaxing and comforting. You liked this.

Jungkook places a few soothing kisses on the top of your head, enjoying this sweet moment.

You grip onto his hand to bring it down so you could take another drag from the cigarette, making Jungkook huff - rolling his eyes a little.

"Can we order chinese tonight? I'm craving that"

"Baby, I was thinking of getting pizza"

"But Jungkook, we have pizza, like, a lot of times! Let's get chinese today."

"Ah, Fine"

"How's that project at work going?"

— you and Jungkook casually slipped into conversation. This was a moment of love and comfort for you, rather than a moment of pleasure. It was true you loved having his fingers deep in your cunt, but you loved this too. It just reminds you of how easy to talk to he is, how you find comfort within his arms, how much you love him.

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kamiigusa-misaki · 9 months

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GO TO TOWN! | jjk

summary: you never would’ve thought that you’d get to see your roommate go to town, on you especially.

warnings/tags: jungkook x f!reader, roommates!au, f2e2l, angst, fluff, smut, brief tae x reader, jk and reader being complete idiots, reader being a brat, jk being jealous, jk also being mean to reader (sorry), profanity, male masturbation, unprotected sex (please don’t do it i’m begging you), thigh riding, oral (f and m receiving), hard!dom jk, vaginal sex, use of praising and degradation (use of whore/slut), pet names, if i miss any lmk!

word count: 13k

a/n: i took forever with this… sorry about that i just really wanted to get this out for you guys but life and mental health happens yk? anyways, i hope you enjoy!

Jeongguk is a dead man tomorrow. You’ll absolutely make sure of it.

It hasn’t even been that long since you’ve heard them barging into the apartment, but you swear that if you had to hear another girl screaming his name in the next few days, you'd end up pounding your head into the nearest wall. The noises the girls make are deafening, and incredibly annoying to say the least. It’s actually worse though when you're trying to focus on a very important assignment for class at hand, only for you to end up getting distracted every five seconds because of it.

The very last thing you want to do when you come home from an extremely exhausting day of university is hear some random ass girl get dicked down by your just as equally annoying roommate, Jeongguk. Lately, you began to notice that this behavior of his was starting to become a pattern within the past two weeks and for the life of you, you couldn't quite understand why. He hasn't always been like this. In fact, it’s really unlike him to have this fuckboy-like attitude.

So what exactly had happened between that time period that caused Jeongguk to act this way?

Well, one thought after another, you’ve become faced with a plethora of assumptions trying to solve it. You know, maybe exams finally started to wear down on him and was in desperate need of a quick mood changer? Maybe he’s going through something? It wouldn’t make sense though, you’re his roommate and his bestest friend, so you would know if something happened, but for once you actually have no idea at all what it could be. He could be wanting some space, wanting to deal with it on his own.

There is a time you could recall before this happened that he’s been getting pretty distant, though you didn’t want to pressure him into talking to you about what was wrong. If Jeongguk was ready to talk, he’d know that he could come right to you for absolutely anything he needed. Except, he reacted the exact opposite of what you’d expect.

The warm sunshine you once knew quickly turned into the cold winter with no warning whatsoever. You weren’t at all prepared for the hurt you’d feel during this drastic, unexpected change from him. Not being able to have your friend by your side like good times has started to weigh down on you.

You’ve tried talking to him about this whole situation before to no avail. Jeongguk would shut you out each and every time, disregarding it as if it’s always been this way. You know he’s well aware of what he’s doing and how you feel about this, he has to. At first you were— and still very are— concerned about him. But then he’d bring his flings practically everyday, and it soon became a difficult situation for you to deal with.

You wondered what happened to the cutie you met for the first time last year. Namjoon, your dear friend from university, introduced him to you, saying that a good friend of his needed a roommate to help cover the costs of the house after the last one suddenly moved out without letting Jeongguk know about it beforehand. Your heart sinks as you remember the details of the situation. From what Namjoon had explained to you, Jeongguk unfortunately couldn’t cover the expenses all by himself and was in desperate need of help. You felt so bad for the situation he was in, and you being the angel that you are, wanted to help almost right away, though you had your doubts about it.

At first you were obviously a little worried about living alone with a stranger, let alone some random man you didn't know. Although you were overthinking it like crazy for an understandable reason, you realize that you trusted Namjoon enough that he wouldn't let you live with someone that would potentially harm you in any way. He never would’ve brought it up to you in the first place if Jeongguk was some kind of creep, either. Namjoon would never put you in any kind of danger.

It caught you completely off guard when you finally met your soon-to-be flatmate for the very first time. Just by the way he talked about this guy, you were honestly half expecting him to be somewhat similar to being nerdy like Namjoon himself, who’s already the top student of your university. Though you couldn’t help the way your jaw dropped when you saw a complete fuckboy right in front of your eyes. First of all, you were so surprised to know Namjoon even had friends like that. At first glance you noticed that Jeongguk has so many tattoos and piercings, the combination itself made you want to fall weak to your knees, but with an ethereal face like his, as well? Oh you thought you were in for a hell of a ride that you were not prepared for.

Unfortunately for you though, you did not have much of a ride to begin with during your first days of living in this shared apartment. When you first moved in, things were definitely very awkward between the two of you, rightfully so for the fact of being complete strangers. The only conversations that would come out of you two were either about rent, groceries or any other utilities that were needed in the home. Nothing else would ever come of them until about six months in, when he needed some help with cooking dinner for that night.

The request itself was very unexpected, you felt obliged to help him out, especially when he asked you so politely. It was very adorable, and hey, who were you to complain when you could use that chance to learn about your mysterious roommate. That night was the start of a very beautiful, blossoming friendship very quickly, the two of you even going as far as to joke about being soulmates.

Sooner than expected, awkward greetings turned into actual conversations about random topics such as the music he listens to, or the movies you watch in the living room. Things were going very, very well in the home. It was peaceful, and very chill. There was a mutual respect for one another, and never did it once break because you both knew very well what boundaries needed to be set without actually setting them. On the days that you two would bring your little flings home, the sounds were kept to a minimum.

Obviously you made sure of that. How embarrassing would it be to have your roommate hear you have sex? Even if he wouldn’t have brought it up, the thought of him knowing how you sounded was enough to haunt you for the rest of your life.

Anyways, this kind of situation never came up before because of that very respect, but as of recently, Jeongguk did not care one bit it seems like, and it continues to prove itself even now.

Again, you heard a piercing ring of a moan bounce off the walls and echo throughout the apartment. Seriously, Jeongguk cannot be that good. You knew that you had to do something no matter how uncomfortable it might be. If nothing was done now, you don't know when it'll ever stop. Instantly fueled by those words, you didn’t stop to think about any consequence this may lead to, your body shooting up from your desk to make its way straight to Jeongguk's room, where you knocked on his door.

You tried your very best to keep as calm as possible to avoid taking your anger out on him. Momentarily you heard faint footsteps approaching the door for you to be met with a half naked Jeongguk, a beige towel loosely wrapped around his waist. God. If you weren't so pissed off at him right now, you would've damn near dropped to your knees at the sight of him looking so— that’s enough. You can’t keep letting him get the better of you.

You gulp as your eyes try to recognize the expression on his face, scrunched with an eyebrow raised, his dark eyes peering at you as if you were being the crazy one. "What?"

Confused, you gave him the same look back, “What do you mean, 'What?’ Jeongguk, can you please keep it down a bit?" Jeongguk only scoffed at your words, causing a heat to rise in your face immediately in embarrassment. He didn't say a single word to you, simply shutting the door right in your face.

You stood there, ultimately confused by his actions. You really don't know what's gotten into him lately, but clearly something is wrong. You've tolerated this longer than you should've, and you should be proud of yourself for saying something in the first place. Even so, why does this make you want to punch him?

Jeongguk could just not be having a good day, clearly. He's being an asshole to you, and yet you have no idea why. No matter how much you think and think, nothing comes to mind. Unless you could have possibly done something without realizing it.

What could you have possibly done so bad?

As embarrassment overcame you, you quickly turned on your heels to go back to your room, hearing the same girl's moan faintly behind you. In utter disbelief, your very first instinct is to call Namjoon to rant. Once you’ve made it into your room, you grab your phone from the charging cable and immediately pull up a facetime call. His name isn’t hard to find, as he’s your most recent call anyway. You hear the tone to indicate that Namjoon’s picked up your call, wasting no time in cutting him off of his words to blurt out; "You better come get your friend."

Namjoon is immediately confused by the sudden outburst, his eyebrows furrowing as he’s trying to read the expression on your face. “Wh— Why? What happened?”

You take a deep breath in an attempt to relax so that you don’t take your anger out on poor Joon, who did nothing wrong at all. “He’s being a dick again.” Almost as if on cue, another screeching moan could be heard. Your head falls back, taking in a deep breath. “I tried to ask him to keep it down but he just slammed the door in my face instead. Didn’t say a word to me after that.”

Your friend’s mouth drops in shock. “Hold on— Jeongguk slammed the door in your face?” All you could do is nod in response. “And you’re still upset about the fact that he kept you up last week, aren't you?”

“Yes, Joon! I wouldn’t be as mad if he had stopped, or at least TRY to keep it down, but he doesn’t even care. He just keeps doing it. I know he’s doing this on purpose, too. I mean, what did I do to deserve this?!”

Namjoon chuckled, “Why don’t you try sitting him down to talk about it? I know you’ve already tried to once, but maybe this time it’ll be different. Maybe he only slammed the door in your face because you did it as he’s in the middle of having sex so maybe he’s just irritated by you almost cockblocking him.” You slightly nod. You’re aware that it most likely wasn’t the best idea to do what you did, but it was too late to change that. “Make sure when you do talk to him about it, though, that you emphasize your boundaries. He wouldn’t like it if it was done to him, wouldn’t he?”

As you sit and take in his words, your mind is currently elsewhere. The words; ‘he wouldn’t like it if it was done to him’, replays over and over again. The most logical thing to do would be to follow Namjoon's advice, but your brain is completely disregarding that. In your head, the plan that conjured in your brain would be way better anyway.

“Hello? ___? Why are you smiling like that?”

With the sound of his voice snapping you back into reality, right away you straighten your back and focus back on your phone screen. Shit— have you been sitting here smiling creepily to yourself this whole time? In an attempt to hide your embarrassment, a slight chuckle leaves your lips as you sit and try to fix your expression. “Thank you for your advice, Joonie. That didn’t even cross my mind at all.” Namjoon gave you a reassuring smile. “For some reason, I didn’t stop to think that he really wouldn’t like it if the roles were reversed in this situation.”

Immediately Namjoon is able to pick up on the mischievous tone in your voice, growing increasingly worried about the different things that could be stirring in that unhinged mind of yours. “What are you thinking about?” He trailed off, raising an eyebrow.

Your thumb grows dangerously close to the end call button and you try to wipe the dumb smile off your face but no matter how hard you try, you really want to laugh. You know Namjoon would never approve of the plan you decided on. “Nothing, nothing, but hey I’ll text you later, okay? I gotta go. Be safe!”

“No, no. Wha—“

The confused expression you imagine as you hang up the call has you giggling. Sadly, you’ll just have to text Namjoon tomorrow morning to fill him into your plans.

Getting even a wink of sleep last night became such an impossible task for you to achieve. Throughout the entire night, it felt as if your mind was more concerned about Jeongguk and the whole ordeal rather than getting any rest for the sudden eventful day you created for yourself. Those very nights where you’re just constantly tossing and turning to get your body relaxed unsuccessfully, is the absolute worst feeling to be in. Anyone would rather be in another world, dreaming of the weirdest yet most interesting, and not in the deepest, darkest parts of your mind. Being an insomniac is a concept you could never relate to experiencing until last night, and you absolutely hated every second of it.

After getting off the phone with Joon last night, you, unfortunately, still had to deal with the noises coming from Jeongguk’s room, and it only continued to fuel that anger you had to begin with. With that very anger, you had found yourself spending all night trying to figure out what to do, until finally, you had it all planned out.

But even worse than those noises, your mind still cannot give up thinking about him even now, and it upset you more than you’d like to admit. Maybe you’re just being dramatic, that it’s not that big of a deal in the first place to be thinking about Jeongguk, but with the situation that happened last night, you don’t feel too ecstatic about him and your feelings for him anymore. You still care about him. Sure he’s been an asshole to you lately, but at the end of the day that’s your roommate, your friend. Jeongguk was the one person you felt you could go to for anything.

With last night’s event, you can’t seem to even think about him without being reminded of each time he’s treated you poorly. Having a crush, let alone having someone like that around you, can really take a toll on you.

On top of that, exhaustion is starting to get the better of you, though you know that if you even attempt to go back to sleep, it’ll end the same way as it did last night. You had spent all morning tossing and turning, yet you’re too nervous to get any actual sleep. It felt almost as if you were a little kid again, too excited about a school trip the next day that you were restless the whole night. You’re excited yet nervous about the revenge, and for that very reason, you definitely needed your morning coffee to not make you feel completely like a zombie. And to not mess this up. You spent all night planning this, messing it up would make your efforts all go to waste.

You carefully let your lips latch onto your mug as you take a sip while you continue to take in the nice, cozy morning atmosphere around you. The place you call home is normally this quiet, you can fully expect to clearly hear the birds chirping outside just where you always open up a window. Days such as this one where you’re off of both work and school, are one of the best days you’ve ever experienced. Especially when you have absolutely nothing to do and you’re able to stay in the comfort of your own home. As a homebody such as yourself, relaxing like this is always on the forefront of your mind. Though, today isn’t going to be one of those days, unfortunately.

So to begin the first phase of the plan, last night you started off by texting Taehyung asking if he had any plans he had. You already had a feeling that he’d agree to join you for dinner. The two of you have hit it off lately, so there would be no reason for him to reject your offer unless he already had other said plans. Thankfully he didn’t, or else you’d be stuck trying to find someone else. Any plans of revenge would be thrown in the trash if that were the case.

Now that all of that is out of the way, the fun part finally begins. With you and Taehyung already having a few hookups here and there, you knew the date will undoubtedly end in the both of you having sex and when it does, you’ll purposely be just as loud, if not more, than Jeongguk has been. Hopefully he’ll be able to understand how you felt during those moments while he didn’t care about being respectful towards you. The goal behind all of this is to get him to finally apologize to you for being an asshole, so you cross your fingers in hopes that this all goes according to plan. To make yourself feel better about all of this, you know you did nothing wrong and if it has to come to this in order for him to realize that, then so be it. You’ll play his childish game, and you’ll play it better than he does.

Though a small part of you feels embarrassed about him having to hear you. Your roommate, as well as your friend and crush, hearing you during the most intimate moments that you could do, sends shivers down your spine. Butterflies flutter around mindlessly in your stomach the more and more you ponder about it.

While you were lost in the quiet, relaxing morning you’ve been having, completely lost in your own thoughts and daydreams, you realize that the peace and quiet will unfortunately seize to an end once you heard the sound of feet shuffling approach where you’re currently at. You didn’t feel the need to look up, you already knew who it was. A small smile grows on your face as you try to hide it behind the warm mug in your hands, the thoughts you just had resurface when you glance over at him. It was almost as if you thought he could tell what you were thinking about, though there would be absolutely no way he could. If he noticed you smiling for no reason, he would most likely just come to the conclusion that you’re suddenly starting to go crazy smiling for no reason.

“Well, well. Look who’s up early.” you teased, your hands playing with the handle of your mug. You probably shouldn’t, but you felt like provoking him a bit. For one, it’s fun to irritate him. His reactions are funny to you, and you can always count on a snarky reply coming your way. Secondly, this childish teasing of yours is only just a small appetizer for what’s to come for him later on.

The theme you decided on for today is for Jeongguk to finally get a taste of his own medicine.

A low, deep sigh could be heard coming from Jeongguk as he dragged his feet past you and towards the coffeemaker, finally turning to face you for a split second. If his actions didn’t scream tired, his voice made it very obvious. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

You simply shrugged, your lips teasing a smile. “Well, you know, considering last night… I thought it would keep you knocked out for a few more hours.” Your eyes are now focused on him, leaning into your left hand to get more comfortable. Without realizing it, your once tired eyes find themselves scanning his naked upper body, finally realizing that he isn’t wearing a shirt. Trying your absolute hardest to keep your eyes off of his body is damn near impossible, especially when he looks like that. To play it off, you quickly added; “I know I couldn’t sleep because of it.”

“I would’ve enjoyed it a little more if someone didn’t try to interrupt it.” He grumbles, grabbing a mug out of the cupboard to pour himself some coffee as well, noticing how you left some extra for him, he assumes. Well, even if it wasn’t meant for him, he’s taking it anyway.

Jeongguk’s words only cause you to sigh, your lips forming a frown as your eyes glared at him. He wouldn’t be able to see it, not with his back facing you, but you still did it in case he does turn around to face you. His words made your shoulders feel even heavier than they were beforehand, and although you probably didn’t need to, your mind scrambled to defend yourself.

“Okay, for the record I wasn’t trying to interrupt on purpose and you know that, Jeongguk. I only asked you to keep it down a bit because it’s unfair for you to act like you have the whole place to yourself. It’s really not that hard to be considerate. I’m always considerate of you.”

Jeongguk remained quiet throughout your mini rant, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of him sipping on his coffee a little too loudly, and the ruckus of the outside world. The fact that he isn’t owning up to his mistakes is starting to irritate you. You could feel anger rising inside of you the longer the silence surrounds the air around the two of you. Anger soon begins to transpire into doubt within moments due to the overwhelming silence, causing you to regret the choices you’ve made altogether. Overthinking had you wondering that maybe, just maybe you should’ve just left it alone and not have said anything about it to him last night. Then maybe he wouldn’t be as upset with you as he is now. Or maybe he still would’ve acted like a dick to you anyways.

On the other hand though, it’s not like it’s a crime to create boundaries for yourself and you shouldn’t have to feel guilty for doing so. Even if Jeongguk is making you doubt those very decisions by staying silent and forcing you to think otherwise.

Also, who is he to be angry at you? You can’t recall doing anything to make him this upset with you other than almost cockblocking him. That alone isn’t enough to treat his best friend the way that he is now. Jeongguk rightfully has a lot of freedom in doing what he wants since you both share the same house, but even with that freedom there’s boundaries to be made just to avoid conflicts from happening. And Jeongguk broke one of them.

After a few moments, the uncomfortable silence that engulfs the atmosphere feels as if it’s been going on for an eternity. It’s killing you, and you can’t stand to be sitting in it any longer. Suddenly you’re back to how you were feeling last night, your negative thoughts squeezing their way to the forefront every chance they get. You really do miss the way things were before this awkward tension started happening out of nowhere. The two of you used to be able to share light-hearted conversations with one another, full of smiles and giggles over a bunch of nothingness. You were always looking forward to coming home when you had tough days, because you knew Jeongguk would be able to cheer you right up and vice versa.

Lately though, those moments are now out of the question, unfortunately. Since then, Jeongguk has only gotten more cold towards you, even colder than when the two of you were mere strangers living together, way back before even becoming friends. You genuinely felt like you had gained a friend, only to lose that very person in such a short amount of time with no knowledge of why. It’s worse now that you realize that something terrible has happened between you. Not knowing why that is, stresses you out more than you’d like to admit. Honestly speaking, it’d be too hard to live with someone who treats you this way, let alone continue to try and fulfill a friendship with him. Your heart can’t seem to let go of the doubt, using this chance to try and rekindle that spark again.

“What’s gotten into you lately?” you finally broke the silence, causing him to quickly give you a look of confusion, the sudden awkward tension shattered.

The expression on his face contorts, glancing over at you to only look away from you. It almost felt as if he’s not looking at you on purpose. “Um, nothing’s wrong.”

An eyebrow lifts from your face. Is he seriously not going to mention it? He’s just going to brush everything off? “Nothing? So I guess I’m just imagining things?”

Jeongguk finally fully turned around to face you, leaning his weight back onto the counter, his toned arms flexing as he crossed them. You can see his eyes scan over your features for a split second, “What are you talking about?”

You had to take a deep breath before you get yourself worked up over nothing. Having a short temper really has its faults, and you wish you could be as patient as you would like to be. Even so, being the bigger person is harder than it seems to be, especially when Jeongguk wants to continue to act childish and pretend he doesn’t know what you’re talking about. As if the conversations you shared were only meaningful on your part? That the way he’s been acting is as if it’s always been? You’re absolutely fuming with the way he’s playing dumb. You know you’re not going crazy.

“You don’t talk to me anymore, and when we do talk you act so cold towards me, like you just don’t give a shit about anything anymore. You never greet me when one of us comes home, you never stop by my room to rant about your stupid coworkers anymore either...” Jeongguk’s expression doesn’t falter in the slightest, seemingly not letting up on this stupid act of his. A frustrated sigh escapes your lips as your hands land on the table in front of you.

“I think you’re just looking into it too much.” He slips his arm out from his hold to get one last sip of his coffee before setting it back down on the counter next to him. “I’ve been the same as always.”

You huff, leaning your body back into your chair, crossing your arms as you begin to feel defensive. “I’m not looking into it too much. The energy you give towards me just seems so… spiteful? I don’t know just— Jeongguk, I want to know why. I don’t want to fight with you, I promise. If it’s something I did, tell me so we can end… whatever it is that’s going on.”

It’s quiet again, and you feel like giving up completely. Your heart and mind is fighting with one another to figure out how you should feel right now. You’re about to get up and walk away when you see him smirking, letting out a soft chuckle. Jeongguk is finally letting up on his nonchalant act, and you couldn’t help but admit that you’re taken aback by the sudden shift in emotions.

Your eyes never leave his, following his movements as Jeongguk makes his way around the island table and towards you. He decides to get himself settled a mere inches away from you, his finger moving up to brush a hair out of your face. “Are you just jealous?”

You quickly scoffed at him, confusion settling onto your face. “What? The hell would I be jealous about?”

Jeongguk simply shrugged, “Maybe because you aren’t the one screaming my name.”

Your mouth drops at his words, completely speechless by his ego, “Jeongguk, you can’t actually be serious right now. How dense can you be?” Hearing these words come out of his mouth, completely baffles you. “After everything I just said to you, this is the conclusion you come to?”

The situation right now is pure comedy at this point. Seriously, who the fuck does he think he is? You’re trying to fix the gap between the both of you because you care so much about the friendship you both share, and he simply thinks that everything went down the way it went because you’re jealous? It’s unbelievable that he thinks this whole thing is funny. It seems as if this whole thing is just a big fucking joke to him. That’s great to know.

In all honesty, a small part of you couldn’t help but feel that, in a way, he’s right, though. But you don’t ever want to admit it. Especially not with the way he’s acting lately. You wanted to be able to come out on top and have him get what he deserves.

When you first moved in, you thought he was so dreamy, which he still is, but lately those feelings are beginning to shatter. You never would’ve thought this would happen between you. Jeongguk is, or was, such a sweetheart. Sadness overwhelms you knowing that he’s not as loving as he used to be.

Even though you do have feelings for him deep down inside, you still wouldn’t interrupt him having fun all because you’re jealous. You actually want Jeongguk to have fun and do his own thing, and you wouldn’t want to hold him back from doing it because of your feelings. It upsets you Jeongguk still isn’t seeing that all you want is for him to be mature about this, that you wouldn’t be as much of a dick towards him as he’s being towards you. Whatever it is that’s bothering him, could all be fixed if he could just fucking talk to you about it.

“Well, I mean, that’s just what it seems like to me. Wouldn’t you like that?” He smirks, anger filling up inside of you, and there’s nothing more you want to do than to wipe that smile off of his face. He’s so goddamn annoying, acting so cocky. You rolled your eyes, trying not to let his tactics get to you too much, but you know that he can tell that it’s failing. He could see right through you, Jeongguk knows exactly how to push your buttons as much as he can.

“You know what? I’m leaving. It’s been a nice chat, Jeongguk.”

You were suddenly reminded of the plan you meticulously planned. Forcing yourself to take a deep breath, you knew you had to be able to go through with this revenge flawlessly. Getting the last laugh would be so worth it for you. You had to execute the revenge soon, while he was still butt hurt about you ‘interrupting’ his fun. Soon as in, tonight.

Jeongguk watched as you gently placed your mug in the sink, making your way past him and towards your room on the opposite side of the shared home. A hum escapes his lips as his eyes glance over your figure, though he can’t help the heavy feeling in his chest that begins to swallow him whole.

You tried to be the bigger person and talked things out with Jeongguk like Namjoon advised you to do, but with how things turned out just now, your revenge sounded like the way better option now. It’s perfect honestly. For one, he’d be able to get a taste of his own medicine, and two, you’d be able to have another chance to be with a recent fling of yours, being none other than Taehyung himself.

It’s been a while since you’ve last seen him, and you were actually excited for what’s to come today. The slight crush you have on Taehyung will only enhance that excitement for you. Getting ready for your date basically took your whole day. You needed to make sure you looked really good to make sure things go exactly as planned. Some people really underestimate how long it takes to get ready for really fancy dates such as this one.

The history you have with Taehyung is a short lived one, all starting when you first met him at work. His office cubicle is only a few feet from yours, and when you’ve suddenly ended up in the same group as him, the two of you ended up having to collaborate on an assignment together. At first it was just some friendly talks, simply talking about work or the little things about your hobbies. The more you’ve chatted, the more you’ve grown somewhat attracted to him. Honestly, to you, it was just so that he could distract you from Jeongguk.

Ultimately, you were very attracted to Jeongguk. Honestly, you still feel that you are, but the fear of him not feeling the same way about you ate you alive, making you swear to never bring it to light, ever. Taehyung was the perfect excuse, and before you knew it, you found him in your bed.

Your finger taps onto your phone screen, revealing that the time is currently 8 pm and this immediately creates the nervous feeling sitting down in the pit of your stomach. Your date would be pulling up to get you any second now, but you are nowhere mentally ready for it as you are physically.

Just by the sounds outside your room, you assume that Jeongguk is in the living room watching tv, the thoughts forcing butterflies to practically swarm around in your stomach now. Even if Jeongguk has been a huge dick to you lately, you still wonder what he’d think when he sees you all dressed up like this.

Would he even care? Would he even look your way at all?

No, no. You’ve got to be more confident than this. In order to pull this off the way you want to, you can’t continue to worry about how Jeongguk is going to feel towards you right now.

With a mental note of Taehyung on his way, you make sure to grab any last minute essentials you need before taking a deep breath. Your hand is on the handle of your door, hesitating to twist it. It’s way too late to have second thoughts about this now. Everything is already in motion you just have to keep pushing. Instead of forcing yourself to ponder about this any longer, you instead push your bedroom door open and close it behind you.

Your legs feel so weak, in the sense that you’re overly aware that Jeongguk might see you. Disappointment washes over you for even being this aware. Jeongguk doesn’t care, so why should you?

Though, as you make your way to the front door, Jeongguk indeed does notice you out of the corner of his eye. He can see that you’re wearing a fitted short dress, showing off your curves so perfectly. He took in your form as much as he could, but with him not wanting to actually face you, he wasn’t able to see you as well as he would’ve liked to. “Where are you heading off to?”

With an eyebrow raised, you hesitate to turn and face him just before you reach the front door hallway. “Why do you care?” With his tone being so monotonous, you couldn’t tell if he was trying to be annoying, or if he was genuinely curious as to where you were going, but because you have revenge to execute, you wanted to continue being a brat to him, just as he’s being to you.

“I don’t. Just lock the door on the way out.” He finally looked your way, his heart immediately dropping at the sight of how absolutely beautiful you looked. Though he couldn’t allow his eyes to linger on you any longer, forcing himself to look back at the tv to try and refocus his attention on the movie instead of you.

As you continue to watch him in confusion, you notice his jaw clench. Is he angry? For what? Your eyes lingered on him for a second, his head resting into his hand as he paid attention to the random action movie in front of him. With a sigh, your hand moves to open the door, before slowly closing it behind you, making sure to lock it like Jeongguk asked.

This date could help get your mind, so you were looking forward to it. Ignoring the pain in your heart, you turn around to see Taehyung dressed so handsomely. You didn’t expect to see your date already outside waiting for you, letting out a small gasp as you quickly made your way to him, immediately hugging him as tight as you could.

“There’s my pretty girl.” Taehyung hummed, stealing a kiss as he pulled you into his embrace, you giggled at his touch. “Ready to go eat?”

“Let’s go.”

It was almost impossible for you and Taehyung to keep your hands off of each other. As soon as you unlocked the door to your home, he wasted absolutely no time in moving his hands so that they were gripping your ass, while yours quickly moved to take off his velvet suit. In the midst of this, you notice that all of the lights in the home are off besides the dim light in the kitchen, which you could only assume that Jeongguk must’ve gone to his room for the rest of the night, possibly asleep. A small part of you wondered why he decided to head to bed so early, with him being the night owl that stays up until he can’t anymore. Almost immediately, your thoughts were interrupted, when you felt Taehyung’s hard crotch against your stomach.

It was like he memorized exactly where your room is located in the home, even if he hasn’t been here for two weeks, your bodies continued to make their way towards your room, not really bothering to stay quiet either.

Once you step foot into your room, the door quickly shuts behind Taehyung as you pull him into the bed with you. If Jeongguk was asleep, you knew he wasn’t anymore. It was so evil what you’re doing, a part of you wanted to tell Taehyung off for being so loud, but you couldn't. You shouldn’t start to feel bad about him, not when Jeongguk did this to himself. If only he was more considerate of you, then you would’ve been considerate of him.

Poor Jeongguk is going to have to learn the hard way.

Taehyung gets up off of you and watches over your figure, biting his lip at the sight of you, your dress complimenting your body perfectly. The straps of your dress are both slightly off of your shoulder, your cleavage practically spilling out. Taehyung is now on his knees before you, his fingers tracing the outline of your panties as he presses soft kisses on your inner thigh.

“Taehyung, please.” you whimpered, moving your fingers into his hair, pushing your hips up in desperation to feel something. Anything to keep your mind off of Jeongguk for the night.

His dark eyes meet yours, smirking at the state you’re in. “What’s the rush? Be patient.” You could hear him chuckle at you, sighing when you finally feel his touch on you once again.

Jeongguk finds himself staring blankly at the ceiling of his bedroom, which is no longer in total darkness now that he turned the lamp on that occupied the nightstand next to his bed, as he listens in on you in the next room with your… date. It doesn’t take a genius to know what was happening behind your closed door, he can hear everything. Every. Little. Fucking. Thing.

Earlier tonight when his eyes followed you out the door, looking so effortlessly beautiful as you normally would, he knew he was getting himself in some really deep shit again. Just by the way you got yourself all dolled up, he could tell that you were going on a date. It was obvious, there really was no need to ask you where you were going in the first place. He knew, but deep down inside he had hoped that you weren’t going on a date, instead a dinner for your job or something— anything— was better than that. As if the idea of you going on a date doesn’t already stress him out, the thought of him knowing who it was going to be with had him wanting to give up all hope on repairing anything between the two of you.

He vividly remembers each and every one of the rants you went on and on about your new found work crush prior to everything that had happened, and he absolutely hated every second of it. Although he hated it, he sure as hell remembered every detail you mentioned. He has learned that a few months ago, Taehyung freshly joined your office and had ended up filling that empty cubicle next to yours.

Over time the atmosphere that was once awkward due to sitting next to a stranger, soon changed. Taehyung would do little things here and there to get your attention by asking if you had an extra pen, or if you could help him with this and that. Of course it didn’t take long at all for you two to get so… close. In fact, way too close to Jeongguk’s liking.

The way you smiled when you mentioned the random acts of kindness he would do for you around at the office, or the small gifts he would get you before you made it back home, made his heart way too heavy to bear. Seeing somebody love you the way Jeongguk wants to love you is so heartbreaking to witness. Eventually, heartbreak quickly turned into anger, only continuing to grow until it completely engulfed him whole. At that point, he couldn’t hide the pain anymore.

Unfortunately this hatred he felt towards Taehyung only caused him to take it out on you. Jeongguk knows all too well that it’s extremely unfair for him to be so angry with you, but he just couldn’t help it. He’s hurting, yes, but there’s better ways of going about this rather than being such a dick towards you. It wasn’t your fault at all, nor did you deserve it. He just needs to grow up and admit his feelings for you, rather than pretending as if he isn’t hurting.

Jeongguk had wasted his time spending the past two weeks trying to get his anger out on the women he brought back home in hopes that you’d feel even the slightest bit of the same jealousy he feels when you talk about or bring Taehyung back to the house. All that for what? He isn’t even totally sure. Again, Jeongguk is just being very immature when it comes to his emotions. Even so, his childish plans never worked out. Overall, it just seemed like you didn’t care at all.

Yet again, how could you have known that he cares for you romantically? He’s never mentioned it, nor did he try to be outright obvious about it either in fear of you feeling weirded out or rejecting him.

Ironic, isn’t it? That he’s the one that’s jealous, and not you.

In fact, he knows that he should be happy for you instead. As your roommate and best friend, he should be ecstatic that you happened to find someone that you like, and that he likes you back. But still, it’s not good enough for him. Jeongguk would rather be the one that you long for, the one to be able to hold you and love you the way you deserve. You’re the whole world in his eyes. His whole world.

So now when he hears your moans in the next room over, he’s torn on how to feel. Going to sleep now is deemed incredibly useless. No matter how much he tosses and turns to find a comfortable position to sleep in, his ears are so focused on the beautiful sounds you make. Although he doesn’t want to be listening for your own privacy, it’s too damn hard not to.

It just feels so perverted, so embarrassing to get as hard as he is just by listening to you. The hardness is honestly starting to become painful. It feels almost like a sin to be listening to this, but now that he already did, he has to deal with the aftermath of wondering if he should relieve himself or not. Jeongguk’s already come to terms with the fact that he’s most likely a pervert anyway just for the lone reason of listening away on purpose.

You won’t know, it’ll be his own secret for him to keep all to himself.

Hesitantly, his hand slowly rubs over his clothed crotch, his hips grinding trying to gain any kind of momentum. Oh how much he’d wish it was you instead of his hand right now.

Pulling his boxers down, he kicks them completely off so he’s now naked. The room got hot all too fast, the coolness of the slight breeze from his fan gave him goosebumps as his hand wrapped itself around his angry head, pumping his fist around it at a desperate pace.

You sound so heavenly, he can feel his heart beginning to pick up pace when he imagines himself being the one causing it. If it were him, he would make sure to take his time with you, no matter how impatient you may be. Jeongguk groans imagining how tight your walls would feel around him. He immediately wishes he went about his jealousy in a different way. Maybe then he’d be where Taehyung is right now instead of pathetically fucking his hand hoping to even have a chance with you.

Or maybe, just maybe, this was actually your plan all along. The more he thinks about this, the more suspicious it seems. It all couldn’t be such a coincidence, not when this had to happen the very next day after you asked him to keep it down from having his own fun. Jeongguk is very aware of how you feel towards him being loud, so it’d be natural for you to get so pissed about it. Hence why this whole thing could be happening in the first place.

It’d make total sense, considering that you might want him to hear you, just as much as you’ve spent quite a few nights hearing him fuck. Though he isn’t sure that what Jeongguk’s doing right now would also be a part of your so-called plan. The thought probably never crossed your mind, and he isn’t completely sure why he’s doing this either.

Jeongguk is very familiar with the thoughts of him wanting to please you, and that he would have you screaming louder than Taehyung can. There are scenarios where he imagines having you in different positions, or how you look underneath all of the clothes you wear. He’d make sure to have you seeing stars, to the point where you’d only want to look at him from then on and not at someone who could give you mediocre sex.

Jeongguk wants to be the best you’ve ever had, and you would be the same for him. He yearns for you, to feel you, to love you.

Your name slips out from between his lips ever-so-quietly, his inked right hand picking up pace when he hears your moans. His eyebrows tightly furrow themselves together so that he could focus on your whimpers, trying to drown out the man on top of you. The more he hears you, the faster his hand moves, desperate to take this chance to cum to you. At this point, he doesn’t care how perverted this is anymore.

Before he knows it, Jeongguk feels his cum shoot out all over his lower stomach. His eyes watch as he rubs out every last drop. All of this, all just for you.

If he’s being completely honest, it isn’t the first time he’d touch himself to you, but it is the first time touching himself while he hears you. Any other time it would usually be when he daydreams about those filthy scenarios.

In a blink of an eye, the day that he had spent all night extremely dreading fastly approached Jeongguk. After the events of last night, he had hoped that maybe it would finally be the end of the world the next day just so he wouldn’t have to be reminded of the thoughts of last night. Just as expected though, it was instead hard not thinking about you.

Although his chest feels heavy, he hopes that when he comes home from his morning shift at work, he’ll be able to push it aside and have the confidence to finally apologize to you for how he’s been treating you lately. The conversation from the morning before constantly replayed in his mind since you left to go to your room and he’s never felt this disappointed in himself. There was no reason for him to be such an asshole to you. All you wanted to do is fix your friendship and in return, all he did was just let his jealousy take over to try and flip the problem onto you so that he wouldn’t have to take responsibility for his emotions.

On the other side, there was that one thought he had last night, where he thought you could potentially have been doing this all on purpose. It’s all too coincidental for it not to be. It was only just a small hunch last night, but now after putting all of the pieces together, it seems as though it’s all slowly making sense. If this was all just some elaborate plan you schemed up, he’s thoroughly impressed by it, because it fucking worked.

You’ve won the game. He’s forfeiting.

His emotions are so much more complex on how he should feel about the situation. Jeongguk’s ego is obviously very hurt, but he can’t keep letting it get to him. To him, you’re much more important than his stupid ego. So much so that he’s willing to finally give up on this stupid game that he weirdly started and be the one to apologize once and for all. It was all his doing in the first place.

Alright. So, how should he do this… should he apologize right once he gets home? Should he give you some space first? Or, wait. Should he mention his feelings for you? He shakes his head of the questions as a deep sigh escapes him, slowly opening the front door of his home. Once he’s inside, he kicks off his shoes, his eyes hesitating to find you here and slightly hoping that you aren’t, and that you’ll be home later on.

Jeongguk will do anything to procrastinate on this as much as he can. Apologizing to you is so nerve-wrecking for him to do right now. Though when his eyes eventually does fall on you, who is cuddled into your big fuzzy blanket while watching some random horror movie it looks like, on the couch. Seeing you so comfortable and adorable, it makes his heart jump. How much would he just love to just get cozy right next to you and watch movies together.

Suddenly, his lips start to form a frown though once something catches his eye through his peripheral vision. With the way the home is laid out, he could see both the kitchen island and the living room at the same time, making it easy for him to notice the small bouquet of white lilies that are sitting on the kitchen counter, along with a note that reads in messy handwriting:

Thank you for last night. I enjoyed myself. ;) - Taehyung

With this, his heart drops. He’s been trying to stay positive so that he could make the problem go away, but the problem keeps popping up no matter what. Jeongguk’s fingers curl into a tight fist, and just like what he’s been doing for the past two weeks, he doesn’t greet you nor does he spare you even a glance when he walks by you and straight towards his room.

Last night, after he had heard you and Taehyung, he had spent all night thinking this through. He had come to the conclusion that he shouldn’t be angry with you, or rather he should be upset with himself for acting like a child instead of approaching you in a more healthier way. But now, the hurt in his chest is impossible for him to ignore. His emotions are getting the better of him as he throws his bag on his bed, before then throwing himself to lay right next to it with an exasperated sigh.

Jeongguk is pissed— fuming actually. He really didn’t want another reminder of the events that happened last night, and yet, no matter how hard he tries to ignore it, he feels as if Taehyung is taunting him everywhere he goes. Taunted by the idea that he could never have you in the way he does.

Jeongguk isn’t dumb. He’s dumb over you, sure, but he’s smart enough to know that there’s a slight possibility that this is all what you’ve been trying to get him to feel and he’ll be damned if he lets you laugh in his face about it. This evil fucking plan of yours is too much for him to take anymore.

He shoots up from his spot and stomps straight out of his room to find you. Once he’s now in the living room, Jeongguk stands just out of your view of the television with both of his hands on his hips as he stares you down. It’s quiet as he finds the words to come out, your eyes looking at him curiously until he spits, “You want to talk about me being so loud?”

Confusion continues to settle into you, raising an eyebrow at him, “Excuse me?”

He scoffs, rolling his eyes as one head rubs his forehead. “Last night? What the fuck was that about?”

You couldn’t help but scoff right back at him. “Oh, it’s a problem now?” You grabbed the tv remote to pause the movie you were mindlessly watching just so that you could make sure you’re hearing him right, twisting your body so you sat facing him comfortably. “So, It’s a problem when I do it, but it’s okay when you do? How does that make any sense?”

“__, I didn’t say it was okay—“

“Then it shouldn’t be a problem.”

His tongue gently poked the inside of his cheek, his eyes continued to stare you down. He feels ultimately defeated since he’s trying his best to not hurt you and talk to you about this in a more calm manner, but the more he thinks about those stupid fucking flowers, the more he feels that very calm emotion completely drain right out of him. Quite frankly, he knows that he doesn’t really have the right to be as mad as he is right now, since this only happened because of the consequences of his own actions. But honestly, Jeongguk didn’t expect you to take it this far.

Then, as quickly as it came, he’s reminded of the fact that he touched himself to you last night. He’s aware that this is probably very bad timing, but he couldn’t help but get hard the more he thinks about the sounds you made. Even worse, seeing you right in front of him now after that, it’s driving him crazy. Jeongguk knows that he could have you replicating those sounds for him, and do it better.

“Did he really fuck you that good?”

With just seven words, he rendered you speechless, unable to say a single word. Never in your friendship has he ever spoken such inappropriate words that are directed right towards you. The room’s atmosphere changed in a blink of an eye, and you’re surprised at how you even came to this point in a matter of seconds.

Your eyes watch as he slowly makes his way towards you, his dark gaze never leaving yours. Goosebumps travel straight down your spine as you hear his deep voice whisper next to your ear, “Did he really fuck you so good that you just had to be that obnoxious?”

In an attempt to get a hold of any ounce of self confidence you just had, you ridiculously fumble over your words, “It’s…It’s none of your business, Jeongguk.”

Even though you’re trying to stand up for yourself, any confidence you just had is now completely shattered right when you knew you couldn’t even look him in the eye anymore. Everything in the room is apparently so much more interesting than Jeongguk is, which is a complete lie to yourself, and as far as Jeongguk could tell just by your obvious body language.

With him now directly in front of you, one of his hands rests next to you on top of the couch, while the other went from softly brushing against your cheek to slowly making its way down to grab your chin, forcing you to look up at him. Your eyes met his dark gaze causing you to immediately feel so, so small.

“Be honest with me, angel. Do you think he could have you screaming the way I could? Hm?” The pad of his thumb is brushing your lower lip, his gaze switching from your eyes to your lips.

Your hips shift in your seat as you try to subtly relieve the stickiness that began pooling in your panties. How is it that all of that planning you did ended up like this? The end goal you originally had in mind was just for him to get angry and for him to finally apologize. You just wanted for him to know how you feel, but never would you have ever expected for it to end like this.

Though you couldn’t say that you’re complaining about it either.

You gulped, your eyes searching his lust filled ones to find any answer to his current actions in them. You’re unable to comprehend the situation, especially not when Jeongguk is looking at you this way. It makes it undoubtedly harder to focus on just what the fuck is happening right now.

“Baby, I’m talking to you.”

Hearing no response from you, Jeongguk slowly closes the gap between the two of you just until you’re mere inches away from one another. Your teeth dug into your bottom lip hard enough to almost draw blood as you feel your heart pounding out of your chest. “I asked you, do you think he can fuck you better than I could?”

As if you were in a trance, you immediately replied, “No, no he couldn’t.”

A chuckle left his lips. “I heard you last night, you know that right? You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”

With your mind a little fuzzy, you nodded. You couldn’t think about anything but him right now. Not revenge, not Taehyung, but him and the heat in between your legs. Your tongue glides across your bottom lip as you notice Jeongguk’s eyes watch you. Excitement began to overwhelm you.

All of those days and nights of daydreaming of this to happen is finally actually happening to you, and now while you’re here, you’re finding that holding yourself back from kissing him is so, so hard. His lips look so plump and soft, it’s enticing to get a taste. It’s only a matter of time before either one of you give in, and you’re thankful that it’s Jeongguk to do so.

When you feel his lips crash onto yours, your hands shoot up to play with your hair, tugging on it. This causes him to groan into the kiss. The kiss is so sloppy, so desperate, the both of you are seemingly pouring pent up frustration into it.

You try to pull away to catch your breath and once you do, the two of you notice a string of saliva, causing Jeongguk to groan and chase your lips. The sight itself is more than enough to make you rub your thighs together, though it doesn’t go unnoticed by Jeongguk, who was already splitting your legs apart with his as he begins to lay you down against the couch. “Keep your legs open.”

A whimper slips out of your lips once you feel his thigh against your wet core, but he swallows it right up with another needy kiss. The need to feel something— anything— overwhelms you, causing you to begin to grind against him. Jeongguk smirks against your lips, pulling away from you almost immediately. The confusion on your face slowly disappears once you see that he’s starting to pull your shorts down along with your underwear, though the perplexed expression reappears once he takes a seat next to you, pulling you onto his lap.

“Ride my thigh. Now.”

You were quick to align yourself once you made yourself comfortable on his lap, though you’re just now realizing that unlike you, he’s still wearing his pants. Not only that, but you wanted to feel him better without them. “But it’ll—“ A loud smack rings throughout the living room, your ass stinging with such a bittersweet pleasure from the sudden feeling.

“I’m not going to repeat myself. You wanted to be a slut last night? Then act like it.” His energy towards you catches you off guard, but you can feel a heat surge inside you that only makes you want him more.

Is there a hint of jealousy you’re noticing? Your mind ponders about it for a second until you’re quickly brushing it off. You’ll get to the bottom of it later, right now you’ve got orders to fulfill.

Your thighs go side by side of his, finally settling down on him. Once you’ve finished getting comfortable on top of him, you take a moment to look at how sexy he looks. You almost forgot how attracted you are to this man after spending days with no good interaction with him.

With a nod of his head, you begin to move. Your pace is slow at first, testing the waters until you feel his hands gripping on your hips to help you ride his thigh better. His hands encourage you to go faster, which you have more than no problem with doing.

You hadn’t realized how wet you are, until you found yourself easily gliding against him even with the resistance of his pants. “You’re so wet ___. Fuck I can feel you through these.” His left hand guides you to go faster, while his right slides down to your clit, using his thumb to rub it in small, tight circles. This only adds to the knot that forms in the pit of your stomach, a soft whimper leaves you as you grow frustrated with trying to chase after it. “Keep going. You’re doing so well for me.”

His husky voice does wonders to you, if you knew he would be this into you as you were for him, you would’ve pissed him off ages ago. “Fuck, Jeongguk. I’m close. So, so close.”

“Yeah? You’re close?” His thumb applied more pressure to your clit, as he flexes his thigh to help you. Soon enough, the small knot in your stomach became undone, leaving you panting once you rode out your high. Jeongguk peered down at the huge wet spot on his thigh where you were, and something in him snapped.

“Lay down for me, and keep your legs open.” Jeongguk swiftly took his shirt off and threw it somewhere across the room, your eyes focused on his toned body while you laid back for him. You’ve seen him shirtless countless times, but it was never this close up, nor was it ever in a situation such as this one. With the sudden awareness of your current situation, you start to feel shy knowing that he can see all of your most intimate parts, you can even feel your juices slowly drip out of you at the mere thought.

“You’re so, so beautiful.” His hands got a hold of the end of your shirt in a rush to pull it off of you, taking in the sight of you completely naked, quickly realizing that you weren’t wearing a bra this whole time.

A moan slips past his lips, moving in to press against yours for a quick kiss before he peppers soft ones down your neck, and to your chest, purposely avoiding your nipple for a split second. You can feel his breath flutter against your skin momentarily until you finally feel his tongue flick against it. Your breath hitches as you watch his tongue swirl around the bud, leaving sloppy, open mouthed kisses. His eyes never leave yours while he does it, to which you quickly begin to get embarrassed once again, the eye contact being way too much for you to handle right now, making you dart your eyes elsewhere until you can gather the mental strength to look at him again until you hear his stern voice. “Keep your eyes on me.”

Your eyes immediately shoot towards him, biting your lip as you continue to watch him practically make out with your tit. Jeongguk is already so fucking beautiful, you didn’t think it was even possible for him to look more breathtaking right now. You feel his hand snake down to your now drenched heat, your hips bucking in surprise at the very sudden warmth. His fingers teased your entrance by trailing around it, causing you to close your eyes in frustration. “Jeongguk—“

Another loud smack rings the room, but this time onto your swollen cunt. “What did I just say? Keep your eyes on me.” He lifts up from your chest to pepper more soft kisses down to your hips, snickering. “Of course a slut like you wouldn’t listen. Too busy wanting me to fill your needy cunt, is that right?”

“Yes! I need you. Please don’t tease me.”

You hear him scoff, his breath fanned lightly on your wet cunt. “Oh, now you need me? So now you need me even though you had someone else fucking you last night.” The tips of his fingers tease your entrance once more, rubbing circular movements so painfully slow. “You should’ve just asked me in the first place, fucking slut.”

He’s teasing you, even though you asked him not to. It’s driving you crazy, forcing you to grind yourself against his finger so desperately. Jeongguk simply laughs at how desperate you look underneath him.

“I would’ve made you feel way better than he could.” His finger dips inside, collecting as much of you as he can before pushing two fingers in. “All you had to do was ask.”

Your breath hitched, your hands shooting straight down to his hair to tug on the strands. His tongue swirled around your clit while his fingers made its way deeper into you, slowly increasing speed. Being forced to maintain eye contact with Jeongguk is so difficult. The sight of him is so beautiful, yes, but fuck as much as you hated to admit it, you felt as if you’re on another planet. It was impossible to focus right now.

You don’t know when it happened, but at one point you tossed any embarrassment that you had and found yourself desperately grinding yourself against his soft lips. Jeongguk groaned at the sight of you using him for your pure pleasure, removing his fingers so that his tongue could fuck you instead. His hands are fully grasped on both of your cheeks, pulling you as close as he can on his face. Jeongguk wants to be suffocated by you like this, tasting all of you as if you were his last meal on earth.

It didn’t take long for another knot to form inside your stomach, and you had to warn him. “Fuck— I’m so close..” Before you could even reach it, all of a sudden you felt a wave of cold air hitting your wetness where Jeongguk was. He pulled himself away right as you were finally about to cum, whining at the now empty feeling. Your climax was quickly ripped from you, and he could tell how badly you wanted it just by the way your lips formed a pout at him.

“Aw, did my little whore want to cum again?” He mocks while his hands are pulling both his pants and underwear down in haste, your eyes are so focused on his thick cock slapping against his stomach that butterflies roamed your stomach in pure excitement and arousal. The sight of him hovering over you so sexily was enough to make you let out a whimper, you want him so badly. You need him so badly.

With a nod, you lower your eyelids as you give him a sultry look, meanwhile your hands are slowly rubbing up and down his smooth stomach. “I wanna come on your cock…” You adjust yourself up on your elbows while one hand reaches for his dick, stroking him ever so gently. “…but I can be a good girl and wait.”

Jeongguk sighs at your words, getting up from his spot to sit on the couch, you make your way in between his legs and make yourself comfortable. You give his outer thigh a quick peck, your hand moving to stroke his cock once again. Slowly, your lips brush his tip, making sure to keep eye contact with him this time. His hand holds onto the back of your head, his fingers burying themselves into the strands of your hair to have a better grip.

You give a tiny lick to his angry head and slowly wrap your tongue fully around it while your hand meets the same pace. Even though you really want to tease him and take your time, you really badly just wanted to taste him. Teasing him would be for another day.

You finally do your best to take all of him inside of your mouth, your warm tongue laying flat on the underside of his length. “Fuuuuck, __. You feel so good.” Your eyes flutter to look at him, a beautiful expression painted on his features. His moans only started to work you up, both your hand and mouth worked together to speed up the pace. The free hand that you had moved up his thigh right until his balls, giving it a light rub.

Jeongguk’s hand is trying really hard not to push you on him completely, unknowingly rocking his hips up to meet yours. Your eyes start to well up at the force and pace that he’s using your mouth. He notices this, but doesn’t let up. Instead, he just goes faster. “Such a good girl, taking me so well.” Though your jaw starts to hurt and your throat starts to become rough, you’re determined to keep making him feel good so you keep it relaxed.

Soon enough, you could tell that he’s getting close to release because of how sloppy his thrusts are starting to become. Before you could brace yourself to taste his seed, he pulls out of your mouth and pulls you up. You didn’t have much time to react as your body gets thrown back on the couch onto your stomach. Jeongguk forces you on your knees, using your arms to steady you up so that you wouldn’t fall.

You feel him grind against your ass, feeling your saliva all on your skin. You fight the urge to try and fit him into your pussy yourself, also knowing that he's holding you in place to keep you from doing so anyway. “I need you, Jeongguk. Please.”

His hands grab onto your ass, squeezing the flesh as he takes in your words. With a chuckle, one hand leaves to shove your face into the couch. “Who owns this pretty pussy, baby?” You felt his thumb rub your entrance, causing you to arch your back further. “Me or him?”

Without a second thought, you immediately replied, “Yo—“, but before you could even finish saying yes to him, you felt his dick slam into your pussy with no warning. You let out a sharp gasp, your jaw widening at the painful, yet euphoric pleasure. He didn’t hold back on pounding into you, though you didn’t mind at all. You love it.

“I’m sorry, baby. I couldn’t hear you.” His hand slapped your ass and gripped onto your hips to keep you from falling from how hard his thrusts are. “Whose is it?”

“Yours!” Your hands grip onto his biceps, trying to hold onto anything for dear life as you feel him pound into your cunt. A groan escapes his lips as he picks up the pace.

“God, __. You’re so fucking beautiful.” Jeongguk whispers against your lips. He notices a smile forms on your face and he swears his heart is doing backflips. “I’m so obsessed with you.”

The way he’s hitting every spot in you just right, has your knees going numb right underneath him. It was almost like you guys are made perfectly for each other. “Deeper, deeper..”

You didn’t have to tell Jeongguk twice, he momentarily halted his movements to spread your legs a bit more, regaining possession of your hips as he goes to town rougher than he did before. Your back arches with the newfound speed and the way his cock is hitting your cervix. The way he manhandles you to his liking has you seeing stars, getting cockdrunk. Your hands grip onto the cushion underneath you for dear life.

The two of you are very close, you can tell by how his once calculated movements are now beginning to get both sloppier and messier. “I’m close!” you warn, feeling his fingers travel down to rub your clit in tight circles.

“Where do you want me— fuck.”

“Inside, please. It’s okay, I’m on the pill.” The thought of him being able to release inside of you only pushes him closer to the edge, but he did his best to hold off until you came. But as soon as you did, he wasted no time in following suit, gently rocking his cock back and forth to ride out your high.

Once the two of you finally come down from your intense climaxes, finished with catching your breaths, Jeongguk continues to just stare at you. You, and the way that you look so beautiful even though you’re all fucked out. You’re all he’s wanted and more.

Although his gaze on you is purely innocent on his end, you on the other hand start to overthink everything that just happened. It was completely unexpected, and now it just feels awkward to address anything. All you’re doing now is waiting for one of you to finally speak up. You turn to face him during the silence, and it wasn’t until you saw him show off his cute smile that you fell in love with, that you decided to show off your own. Not knowing he fell in love with yours as well.

“What?”

“Nothing. Just admiring you.”

His words make you slap his chest, laughing in embarrassment. “Oh, shut up!” To try and hide the heat rising onto your cheeks, you turn your back towards him and hide your face into the cushion of the couch.

It’s weird, joking with him again. Especially after the two of you just finished randomly fucking.

Jeongguk laughs, making himself comfortable next to you with his hand resting his head up. Once the laughter finally dies down, his eyes silently travel every feature on your angelic face, soon a bittersweet feeling overwhelms him. “Hey. I just wanna say sorry… for how I've been treating you lately.” A short silence falls between you, Jeongguk immediately feeling really bad now.

You aren’t sure what to say yourself, so you turn around to face him, looking into his eyes. Trying to find any hint of mischief, you come up empty handed and sigh. “Why did you do that?”

For a second, he’s confused by what you mean by your question. His hand rests on your cheek, his thumb gently caressing your soft skin. “I was dumb. I was just really jealous that you like Taehyung and I obviously didn’t handle it very well.”

“You? Jealous?” Jeongguk nods. Comprehending that definitely took some time for you, silence in the air once again. “Wait. You… like me?”

He groans, throwing himself back onto his back. “Why are you asking? Isn’t it obvious?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at him, though you quickly rested your head onto his chest to reassure him. “I just wanted to make sure I heard you correctly.” Happiness is surging through your body right now. Finally, the two of you are able to talk this through; your revenge worked like a charm. And it ended probably better than you were expecting.

Now you felt as though you owed Jeongguk an explanation.

“I did like Taehyung. But if I'm being honest, I started liking him because I didn’t think you liked me, either.” Jeongguk’s eyes shoot to look at you while you explain. His eyebrow lifts in confusion hearing your confession.

“Well what about now?” His voice is so soft, your heart nearly broke in half at the sound.

“I don’t like him that way anymore.”

Jeongguk sits up to look at you, confusion still lingering. “Wait but what about the flowers on the kitchen counter?”

At this, you couldn’t help but burst out laughing, quickly waving your hands so that he doesn’t completely misunderstand you.

“Oh, he was just helping me out. I told him about the plan of getting you back when I was at dinner with him, and he was happy to take part of the revenge to help me.” To further explain, you sit up as well, brushing your hair out of your face. “I really like you, Jeongguk. I promise. All I wanted to do was make you feel how annoying it was for me to endure all of that, but this outcome is way better than what I imagined.”

Jeongguk’s jaw drops, disbelief coating his face until he laughs once it all finally hits him, “I fucking knew it!” You give him a smile, nestling yourself onto his warm lap to wrap your arms around his neck. Your fingers gently run through his sweat-filled hair. “I’m happy you like me back. I don’t know what I’d do if you still liked him. Especially after…”

You didn’t have to hear another word, you knew what he was referring to just by the way his words lingered on. “Come on, let’s go take a shower. I wanna spend the whole day with you now that I have you back again.”

Jeongguk kisses your lips, grabbing onto you to bring you to the bathroom. “You’re never leaving my side ever again.”

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be my daddy — myg [m]

⤷ summary. ❝ Min Yoongi is one thousand shades of forbidden to you, and yet, you can’t help but lust over him. Your dad’s friend. ❞ | 18+

pairing. dilf!ceo!yoongi x rich girl!reader

genre. forbidden romance au, age gap au, smut, fluff, implied angst, pwp.

word count. 3.1k

» please don’t flag this post. if u don’t like it, just scroll. don’t be petty and flag creator’s posts, if u do that, ur not fücking cool 👎

warnings. big age gap (11 years), oc is a fucking tease, she vapes once, oc is said to have thick thighs, oc’s father is so oblivious lol, YOONGI HAS TATTOOS 😶‍🌫️ !! yoongi and oc’s father are friends, yoongi gives dilf energy but he doesn’t have a kid :3, daddy k*nk (sorry not sorry), mirror s*x, bathroom s*x, brief oral (f. recieving) big dïck yoongi, standing sëx, unprotected s*x (don’t be stupid like them ok this is fiction), dirty talk, yoongi has a dirty mouth y’all, dëgration k*nk, püssy fingering, choking, belly bulge, disgusting pet names, self-voyeurism, creampie, mentions of creampie, they have to be quiet but they kind of fail lol, there is a smidge of angst, like it’s super tiny u won’t even feel it, love dovey at the end, implied angst for the future of this couple, FLUFF (it’s weird for me to add this tag haha).

a/n. oh my god what have i done 😀 this is pure pwp. i am not okay i actually need my dilf yoongi right now !!!!! also this drabble just SCREAMS lana del rey, and the banner too. like oh my gooooood. i also thought of cola while writing this hehe. this was for my song requests and i hope u like this, love u so much !! <3 this is also just a lil something to get u guys fed before the monster that is after hours part one drops on friday !! hehe i’m very excited, love u all ♡

please reblog and / or leave feedback if u can, it helps a lot a lot !! ♡ love u. this is barely edited.

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The golden rays of July's sun hit your skin as you trace your fingers on your book. You shift your focus not to the captivating words of the page before you, but to the man who sits on the white sofa of your living room behind the glass.

You bite your red lips, your lust-filled eyes hidden behind your heart-shaped glasses as you shamelessly stare at the man, gazing at each of his handsome features in secrecy.

You should be ashamed of yourself, lusting over your father’s associate and friend, but your so-called shame is long gone as you think about his veiny, tattooed, ring-filled hands splitting you open until you squirt.

Min Yoongi is his name.

You’ve known him for some time now.

He is the CEO of Min Tech and he and your father decided to create a partnership between their companies a few years ago, but no one would have thought both men would have turned friends.

Your father by no means is an easy man to please, and by internet rumours, Mr Min is a man as cold as ice, whose sharp words are enough to cut your ego like a knife if you step

one foot out of line.

And what took you by more surprise is that he is much younger than your father, ten years, and your father was a man who liked to mingle with people his own age, claiming that the younger generation was too dumb for him to be associated with him.

Except you, of course, and now, Yoongi.

Both don’t trust easily and yet, become such friends that he hangs out at your mansion almost every weekend for wine and business talk that is too boring for you to eavesdrop.

Min Yoongi is a thousand shades of forbidden to you. He is a friend of your father's, and not to mention, a CEO thirteen years older than you.

And yet, you can’t help but bite your lip every time you see the thirty-four-year-old clench move his tattooed hand, veins popping out, sending shivers toward your spine all the way to your clit.

You gaze at his figure, your eyes in a trance by the way he moves with an effortless confidence that draws the attention of every room he enters. Yoongi laughs at something your father says, flashing the gummy smile you’ve come to admire, and he sips a bit of the glass of whiskey in his hand.

Suddenly, his intoxicating eyes catch yours. It’s a faint moment, but enough to form a smirk on your cherry lips as he licks his while shifting his burning eyes to your father, absentmindedly nodding at something he says.

The forbidden nature of your attraction to each other is the very essence of its intoxication.

You adjust the red glasses on your face with your finger and close your book harshly before slowly getting up from your chair, making sure to do it with your eyes gues to Yoongi, who stares at you while licking his pouty lips, not even paying any attention to whatever your father is telling him.

You giggle and stretch your arms, the skimpy bikini revealing almost all of your breasts, doing the job you wanted when you chose this specific pair a few hours ago when your father told you Yoongi would be passing by for some work meeting at your house.

You pass your red nails through your luscious hair and accidentally let your book fall to the ground. You turn your body so your ass can face Yoongi, and you slowly reach for your book, making sure to tilt your body so your bikini can reveal as much as it can of your ass.

You smirk as you get up, and it only gets wider as you watch Yoongi uncomfortably crossing his legs and trying his best not to let his gaze fall down on you while he says something to your parents.

You grab your cherry vape and take a small puff of it before putting it deep inside your bag where your father could never see—even at twenty-three years of age, your father can’t see you smoke anything or else he’ll have your fucking head.

You grab your bag and walk toward the living room, and once you slide the glass door, you are met with the deep laughter of your father while Yoongi faintly chuckles while shifting on his seat.

“Oh, hey, princess! Say hi to Yoongi.” Your father smiles, and your mother sips on her wine, squinting her eyes at you and you tremble before smiling tightly.

“Hi Yoongi.” You send him a small wave while giving a smile that you hope hides the fire that spreads throughout your body.

“Hey, ____.” Yoongi passes his index hand on his sinner's lips while he scans your body, and your oblivious father chuckles while pressing a small kiss to your hand.

“Actually, Jisun, I gotta go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

“Oh, princess, why don’t you be a sweetheart and take Yoongi here to the bathroom, hm? I don’t think he knows where he is, do you?”

“No, not really. I haven’t gotten used to your new house, yet. You went quite big with this one.” Yoongi chuckles, and your father laughs snobbishly.

“Um, okay, come with me, Yoongi.” You innocently giggle, and your father takes a sip of your whiskey while Yoongi follows you to the bathroom.

Your mother rolls her eyes and deeply sighs.

“What’s wrong with you lately, Bora?”

“Nothing, Jisun. Nothing.” She takes a large sip of her wine, and your father hums in suspicion before taking a call on his phone.

You can feel Yoongi’s heavy presence behind you as you both walk toward the guest bathroom. You open the door with a trembling hand, and once you get in, rough hands push you to the counter and throw your glasses to the ground

You wince at the slight pain while a river flows through your skinny bikini and down to your thick thighs, and you bite your lip as you watch the older man lock the door with desperation written on his fingers.

Yoongi is quick to imprison your body with his hips, his big bulge hitting your thighs while he grabs your hair, sharp pain coursing through your scalp.

“Filthy little slut,” His deep chuckle is overridden with lust, while his eyes incinerate arson deep within your veins, an ardent pleasure spreading through your body.

You bat your lashes, faking innocence in your eyes as he whispers in your ear, “Trying to seduce me with that fuckin’ ass while I’m talking to your parents. Does your dad know his princess is a fucking whore behind the curtains, hm?”

“I don’t know what you mea–hmph.” You choke when his tattooed fingers suddenly enter your mouth, reaching the back of your throat with ease.

“Don’t fucking lie to me, bitch.” Yoongi growls, the rasp in his voice getting deeper as he stares at you with passion mixed with monstrous lust. “You’re insatiable, aren’t you? Filled that filthy pussy with my cum yesterday and you already want more, hm?”

You eagerly nod your head, your mind wandering to the night before when he filled you like his cum dump, his white seed spilling through your thick thighs, leaving you oh-so-pleased and in pure bliss.

You suck his fingers, saliva dancing on your lips and dripping on your chin and cheeks, and Yoongi laughs at just how pathetic you look. Pathetic just for him.

“What do you want me to do to you, doll?” He finally takes his fingers out of your mouth which is now stained with your red gloss, and you cough twice before biting your lips. “C’mon, tell me and I’ll give it to you.”

You hold your breath before whispering, “Want your cock. Want you to fi-fill me up again.”

“Want me to put my cum deep inside you, hm?”

You nod your head, “Uh-huh.”

“Hmm, dunno if you deserve it.”

You scoff, “Of course I deserve it. And I know you want to be buried deep inside me. You want it as much as I do.”

Yoongi pokes the inside of his cheek, “Hate it that you’re fuckin’ right.”

The older man forcefully grabs your cheeks with one of his veiny hands, enough to well your eyes with tears of pleasure. “Spread those legs for me, brat.”

Yoongi helps to place you on top of the counter, and he immediately spreads your legs and unwraps the bow of your bikini, and before you know it, you stand naked, vulnerable before his devilish eyes.

Yoongi falls to his knees, his hot breaths on your pussy sending shivers throughout every inch of your spine. He stares at how copious amounts of slick easily drip out of your aching pussy, and he almost moans loudly at the thought that it is all just for him.

Yoongi suddenly licks one single, slow stripe of your slit, and you tremble, unwanted moans slipping out of your slutty mouth.

“You gotta stay quiet for me, yeah? Can’t have your parents knowing what’s going on, hm?”

You widen your eyes at the thought and whimper once he places kitten licks on your pussy, licking all your wetness out and moaning deeply at your sweet taste.

“I’m way too horny to eat you out today, baby. Gonna slip inside you, k?”

“Oh, I’m fine with that.” You lazily giggle and grope one of your breasts you know he is obsessed with, “Want you to fill me up, Daddy.”

Yoongi groans while standing up, “Fucking hell. You know you have me weak when you call me that.”

The sound of Yoongi taking his metal belt off echoes through the large bathroom, and you lick your lips in anticipation, desire burning through your skin as you watch his big cock spring free from his white boxers, slapping on his thighs.

Yoongi smirks and slowly strokes his hard-rock length, “You want daddy’s cock, slut?”

“Mhm.” You nod eagerly, drool forming on your lips as you stare at his veiny dick that twitches just for you.

“Say it.” Yoongi growls and you silently whine.

“Want your cock, daddy. Want you to stretch me out. Fill me up.”

Yoongi faintly moans, his eyes closing in bliss while his cock twitches his hand, “Shit, baby girl, you have no idea what you do to me.”

Yoongi closes your thighs, and you furrow your eyebrows, your heart preparing for disappointment, “Stand up and turn around. Want you to look at yourself while I fuck you.”

You sigh in relief, and do as he says. Once you turn around, you gasp at the image of your naked self with Yoongi’s broad, tattoed body behind you.

What a view.

The older man’s veiny fingers trail the skin of your stomach, and you tremble under his tender touch before he slips two fingers inside your cunt, “Who’s pussy is this?”

“Daddy’s pussy.” You moan out while he spreads your legs, and your face turns hot as you stare at how his rough fingers split your red cunt apart.

“Only mine.”

“Only yours.” You moan, and Yoongi hums in satisfaction.

Yoongi’s free hand wraps around your neck and puts little pressure, but enough to make your head dizzy as you stare at the hot reflection in the mirror.

He bites your earlobe before whispering inside your ear, his burning hot breath making your body tremble, “Gonna slip inside now, yeah?”

You nod your head, and you moan once he slips inside your wet folds. You whimper, lewd sounds echoing through the white bathroom, and Yoongi’s hand goes to your tummy, rubbing it in soothing motions as you get used to the slight pain.

Even after so many times, you still can’t get used to just how big he is.

“Yoongi.” You moan, throwing your head back to his shoulder.

Yoongi squeezes the air out of your throat for one second, which causes you to bring your head back as you gasp for air, “That’s not my name right now, whore.”

“Sorry d-daddy.” You whimper, and Yoongi chuckles at your humiliation, more slick dripping down your pussy and coating his eager cock.

Yoongi’s hips roughly buck upwards once, his balls slapping onto your ass while your body bucks forwards, but his hand wrapped around your stomach prevents your head from hitting the sink.

Your eyes widen in fear, but before you can say anything, Yoongi places the sweetest butterfly kisses onto your neck, “Don’t worry. I got you, hm? I promise.”

You nod your head, “Okay, y-yeah. Okay.”

“Gonna move now, baby. What’s your safe word?”

You smile lazily while Yoongi slowly moves his hips in a round motion, trying to get the slightest of friction while he waits for you to get used to him, “Snowflake.”

“Good girl.”

Yoongi pulls his cock out so just the tip is inside you, before roughly thrusting inside once again, sparing no mercy to your red pussy. You moan at the incinerating sensation, his balls slapping on your ass, wet slapping sounds filling the room with your sin.

“Ugh, so fuckin’ big,” Your eyes roll to the back of your skull as he continues to thrust into you at an animalistic pace, your tits jumping at the same rhythm of his thrusts, and Yoongi grunts inside your ear at the filthy reflection.

His hand rests on your neck, and you feel dizzy at the light, sudden squeeze of your throat. Yoongi’s other tattooed hand that rests on your tummy traces the big bulge that forms each time he thrusts up inside you, the tip of his cock deliciously kissing your cervix.

Your consciousness slips away with the intense pleasure, your heart racing at the rough thrusts, and Yoongi smirks at your fucked out state, “Look at just how good you take me, little slut. You were made for my cock, hm?”

You eagerly nod your head, “Yes! Ye—”

Yoongi’s hand slaps your mouth, shutting you up, and your eyes widen while his mouth goes to your ear, “Quiet.”

Your pussy squeezes around him, your climax close, and Yoongi groans into your ear while his thrusts get even faster, sloppier. The rhythm of lust as euphoria consumes you both.

“I’m fuckin’ close. Gonna come inside this slutty pussy baby. Gonna fill you to the brim and make you walk around the house with my cum dripping from your thighs. Gonna mark you so everyone knows you’re fucking Min Yoongi’s property.”

You moan at the thought of being his, and he chuckles darkly, his ring-filled hands tracing the skin of your stomach and going down to expertly roll his index finger on your puffy clit. “You like that? Like the thought of being mine, hm?”

You moan into his hand, and he finally lets you breathe once he takes the hand from your mouth, “Yes, wanna be yours. Wanna—ugh!”

Yoongi opens your legs, and his hand grabs your chin, forcing you to stare at the lewd reflection of your pussy taking his cock and how your slick gets pushed roughly back inside you by his fat length. “Look at how that pretty pussy takes my cock. And don’t take your eyes off of it until I cum inside, got it.”

“Uh, uh—daddy, fuck!” His tongue pokes his cheek as he continues to thrust inside you, and before you know it, your body trembles as your climax consumes, you, yet, you follow his command and never take your eyes off the mirror.

“Fuck, baby, I’m cum–cumming for you.” Your orgasm triggers his and with stuttering hips and sloppy thrusts, Yoongi’s cock twitches one last time before his seed slips inside you, painting your walls white as he fills you up.

You both watch in a trance as copious amounts of his white, sticky release drips out of your pussy and into your thighs as he slowly pulls out, and Yoongi wastes no time before slipping two of his veiny fingers inside you, all the while panting desperately on your shoulder.

He slowly pushes his cum inside you while licking your neck within his pants, and you throw your head back, gasping for any oxygen for your restricted lungs.

Yoongi maps out your shoulder with his kisses before he traces his tongue all the way to your ear. He bites your earlobe before whispering, “I love you.”

You gasp, and turn around to meet his glimmering eyes, “Wh-what?”

“I love you, my princess. I have for a while now.” Yoongi smiles shyly, his hand cupping your cheek while his thumb gently caresses your skin, “Be mine. Please?”

“What about my—my dad? He can’t know, I—”

“Do you love me?”

“But—”

“Forget about your fucking dad for a second, dammit.” Yoongi groans, before cupping your other cheek with his other hand, forcing your eyes to meet his desperate ones that call for your soul, “Do you love me?”

You sigh, closing your eyes before opening again, “I do. Fuck, I love you, Yoongi. I have for so fucking long.”

Yoongi smiles brightly, secret relief overcoming through his nerves, “Then be mine, baby. We’ll deal with your dad together. Then we’ll get a house together while you go through law school. How does that sound, hm?”

You smile, tears of joy welling in your eyes, “That sounds perfect.”

You lean in, your lips dancing with each other in the most gentle kiss, your heart that once bled in desperation for his, now heals as it wraps around his soul the way fate intended to.

You both disconnect your lips with a gasp once you hear a loud knocking on the bathroom door, reality crashing on you as you hear your father’s deep voice, “Yoongi, are you taking a shit or what? I need you back, I can’t fucking stand my wife right now.”

Yoongi takes in a deep breath before shouting back, “Just got caught up with some things, I’ll be there in five!”

“Alright.” Your father groans, and once his steps are too far to hear, both you and Yoongi let out a breath of relief.

“I love you.” He whispers into your ear, “We’ll be okay, hm?”

Your soul glitters and you smile, “I love you, too.”

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run away with me?

A 'DARKEST LITTLE PARADISE' DRABBLE.

pairing: min yoongi x reader

warnings: mafia au (but no specific details in this particular drabble), mentions of sex work, making out in the car

masterlist + disclaimers.

note: in case u didn't know, i'm still currently on my aug-oct vacation (see details in pinned post!) and this post was scheduled in advance :> this is shorter than usual but i hope it's still enjoyable. and u know the drill, don't forget to leave feedback & share ur thoughts <3

— prev: everything just stops | next: this is how the world works

Yoongi's lips touch yours and all your inhibitions go away.

You deepen the kiss, having deprived yourself of him for so long so now, you can't seem to get enough. You climb out of your seat to move across the center console and onto his lap.

He plants his hands on your waist, groaning into your mouth with his lips consuming yours.

"Yoongi," you mumble against his soft lips.

"Yeah, princess?" he hums.

You pull away and he almost whines at the loss. But he quickly recovers to hear what you have to say.

"I love you, too."

He freezes.

"I love you," you repeat, smiling as you let your feelings run free. "Maybe not like how the past me loved you. But I guarantee you it's just as much, if not more."

His breath hitches before he shakes his head, chuckling.

"You have no idea how much I needed to hear you say that."

He pulls you back to him, resuming your makeout session but this time with more sentiment.

He kisses you like his life depends on it, and you kiss him back just as passionately. The atmosphere naturally starts to escalate and soon enough, you're rocking your hips against each other, seeking friction.

It's been a while since you last had sex, what with your birthday and the revelations that came with it. Your bodies crave each other desperately, having been deprived for so long.

It would be understandable if you do end up fucking in the car. But unfortunately, there's something holding you back.

A black, shiny, metallic something.

You feel its outline in one of Yoongi's pockets and you know it's a gun. Instantly, your mood plummets when you realize just how extreme his line of work is, how risky and dangerous it is.

You don't think you can handle that lifestyle.

"What's the matter, princess?"

You stare at him, your eyes that were droopy and lust-filled just seconds before are now wide and pleading.

"Yoongi," you whisper, "would you run away with me?"

For the second time that day, Yoongi freezes at your words.

"If I asked you," you continue, still in a whisper, "would you give up everything and come with me?"

"What are you saying?" he finally utters.

"I have some money saved up," you tell him. "I always knew I was gonna quit my job at the brothel eventually and I've been saving up for a while now."

You take his face in your hands, caressing his cheeks, before you ask him again one more time.

"Run away with me, Yoongi."

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Mutual Help | #03

𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭: @kithtaehyung

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires ⏤ he calls it mutual help

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fake dating au, fluff, angst, smut, slow burn

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.1k+

⇠ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯. | 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 ⇢

One week later and you're walking into the club, hands in hands, trying to act like a real couple. It feels weird, although it's not the first time you're holding Jungkook's hand. But this time, it's a different concept and his fingers are tightly laced with yours. On the other hand, it does feel nice. His hand is way bigger than yours, and it's almost ridiculous how much comfort and security you feel.

It happened too fast. You haven't got the chance to talk about basic rules or how this is going to work. But apparently, Mr. Mutual Help thought it's a great way to show yourselves off when Jimin asked you both to go clubbing. One thing is sure – they can't know your relationship is fake. Of course, at first you were against it. You can't lie to Jimin and Taehyung, they're your friends. Although, Jungkook made sure you knew he doesn't want to lie to them either, but it's the only way to make sure it's believable. Words spread fast, and it doesn't matter if you trust that person. It can slip out accidentally and the whole plan would be useless.

"It's only for a month. We'll say we just wanted to try it and that there was no spark." he told you before you got out of the cab, lacing your fingers together that made you jump in shock.

"Stop jumping whenever I touch you. This has to be believable." he even scolded you.

That audacity.

You've never liked clubs that much. Besides the smell and proximity of sweaty and horny bodies, you never got the thrill behind it either. There's no toilet paper in the restroom which is always annoying, especially when you spend the rest of the night drinking and having to use the restroom all the time. But this is your chance to show yourselves, as a couple.

Jungkook leads you through the crowd, holding your hand even more tightly while he glances over his shoulders at you from time to time. Two minutes later, he manages to find Jimin sitting in a booth with Taehyung and some woman you've never seen before.

"Hey guys!" Taehyung waves excitedly, his cheeks slightly flashed showing off his boxy grin that makes you grin at him.

"Finally!" Jimin yells over the rap music, waving at you before his eyes drop to your locked hands. It's only a matter of a split second, before he smiles back at you as the both of you greet them properly.

"Oh, this is Hattie," Jimin says, introducing the woman with beautiful dark skin and curly hair that's sitting beside him. "We just met her before you guys got here, she's visiting for a few days." he explains, letting her introduce herself more properly.

As you're sitting down, Taehyung goes to order some drinks while you listen to her. She seems to be super nice, explaining how this is her fourth time visiting Seoul before Jimin starts to talk about Busan, his hometown, trying to persuade her how she should visit it as well. You talk back and forth for a couple of minutes, or at least try to through the loud music, before Taehyung is back and you're sipping on your drink.

There's slightly more alcohol in it than you'd appreciate, but you don't mind it that much.

Jungkook's hand is outstretched behind you, something you haven't noticed, until he taps your shoulder causing you to glance at him. He's sitting so damn close that you can smell his cologne that you've always loved and see his soft skin illuminating in the gloom lightening.

"I don't think we're doing a good job." he leans, lips brushing against your ear as you hear his husky voice causing you to almost shiver.

"What do you mean?"

You know exactly what he means by that. You've been in the club for a few minutes, but nobody can tell that you're dating together. Fake dating, of course.

"I think," he says, fingers brushing over your exposed shoulder since your denim jacket slipped down. "You know exactly what I mean." he breathes into your ear, your eyes anxiously dancing between your friends.

Your breath gets caught in your throat when you notice Jimin's eyes on you, watching how close Jungkook is. From his angle, it might look like Jungkook is kissing your neck or whispering sweet things into your ear. You shudder, staring with widened eyes when Jungkook pulls away, satisfied smirk adoring his lips. And then you get it.

He knew Jimin was watching. He wanted him to watch.

"You're a better actor than I thought." you comment, making sure he's the only one who can hear you.

"You've no idea." he smirks, licking his lips before he reaches for his drink.

Jeon Jungkook is going to be the death of you.

It seems like Jungkook has it all planned out to the details. Considering Hoseok, Jungkook's and Kiko's mutual friend that introduced them to each other, is here as well. He walks up to the booth you're all sitting in, grinning at everyone with red cheeks that mimic Taehyung's. He's not drunk though, speaking perfectly fine as he's catching up with everyone. You almost forgot how social and happy he is all the time.

He talks with all of you for a few more minutes, before he checks the time on his watch causing his eyes to slightly widen.

"It was so good to see all of you again! But I'm supposed to bring drinks to friends I came here with, they're probably gonna kill me." he explains, glancing at everyone.

"Oh, with whom are you here with?" Taehyung asks cheerfully, back straightening in an almost cheerful manner of the thought of meeting new people. You know it's just a pure curiosity.

Hoseok says names you don't know, but when Jimin lets out an occasional Ah, you know he must know some of those people. It's that moment when Kiko's name leaves Hoseok's mouth, his own eyes cautiously glancing at Jungkook who seems to look unbothered. Although, you feel his shoulder tense against you. Still, he doesn't react to it verbally, calmly sipping his drink as Hoseok excuses himself.

"You wanna dance?" Jungkook asks loudly, leaning into you while you can smell vodka on his breath. It's not strong, nor uncomfortable. It's very faint.

"I can't dance," you almost whine, protesting at the idea of you dancing.

You're confident in a lot of things, but unfortunately, dancing between a bunch of bodies that can dance way better than you, is not one of them.

"I need more booze for that." you tell him, knowing he's aware of your drunken phase.

You don't care about dancing, as long as you're drunk enough not to care. It barely happens, but still.

"Oh, come on. I'll lead you." he insists, already standing up as he outstretches his arm for you.

Well, you can't say no now. So with a roll off your eyes and telling him how annoying he is, your hand clasps into his before he leads you into the crowd. Luckily, he stays at the edge, so no one's pushing into you as he grabs your hips. Your arms automatically wrap around his neck, trying to follow the way his hips move before he presses you closer. Your chests bump against each other, causing you to let out a surprised gasp while you're looking into Jungkook's eyes. He's grinning at you, leading your hips with his hands.

"You knew she's here?" you ask him, having an urge to say something.

You don't have to say her name, he knows exactly who you're talking about.

A soft sigh leaves his mouth, almost unnoticeable but you still notice it, before he nods curtly. "Yeah, Hoseok texted me over the week and he might have mentioned he's gonna be here tonight. Usually, where Hoseok is, Kiko is there as well." he explains.

For some reason, you just wished he'd tell you. You'd appreciate to be included in his small plans because now, you just feel like a figure in his own game. You're supposed to be in this together, whilst you're completely clueless about what's going on. It makes you more annoyed than it should have.

"Are you mad?" he asks, eyes watching you with worry, noticing the sour look on your face.

"I just wished you'd tell me, that's all." you tell him, voice almost inaudible because of the loud music that makes your whole body vibrate with each bass.

He turns you around, quickly catching you when you almost stumble from the sudden movement, your back pressed against his firm chest. Your naked back brushed against the material of his black dress shirt, his silver necklace cold against your skin. He leans down, lips brushing against your ear once again while you're trying to distract yourself from the way his belt digs into your lower back.

"I'm sorry," he apologizes quietly, but still loud enough for you to hear him. "I'll tell you everything from now on."

With a quick nod, that's all he needed for him to relax, intensifying his dance moves as he rolls his body into yours. He makes it feel easy, leading your body as if you were some doll, while you brush against him. You don't think you've ever danced with him this hard, especially when his belt brushes against your ass every now and then. He turns you around, your forehead almost bumping into his chin, while your eyes meet right away.

"Hi," you blurt out, blinking at him as he grins at you.

"Hello," he tells you back, reaching for your denim jacket that managed to slip off your shoulders as he puts it right back, covering your skin. He cups your face, while his other hand is placed securely on your hip. "I think it's time for me to find out what kind of kisser you are."

Wait, what--

Before you can react in any way, his head dips down as his lips softly brush against your own. You almost flinch back, but he holds your face close to his, nose brushing against your cheek before he pokes your nose with it. It's cute and you'd almost giggle at the soft touches, but he presses his lips more firmly now, moving them much more eagerly and harder. You gasp, feeling him to lick your bottom lip. You can't even react, standing there in pure shock at the way he's kissing you because fuck, this man can kiss really good. You've never been kissed this way. So passionately and impatiently, yet with elegance and no imposition.

He takes your moment of surprise to invite himself, tongue slightly brushing against your own. It's not uncomfortable and he's not forcing his way inside, letting himself to test waters with you. He's back with kissing you, biting into your lower lip before he tugs it, eyes boring into yours. Your whole body feels hot, insides quivering with anticipation mixed with lust. But he pulls away, catching a breath which you do as well, noticing you held your breath this whole time.

"Sometimes it's good to dominate your partner," he tells you, causing you to blink at him in confusion before it clicks. He's giving you advice, doing his part of the deal. "And stop staring at me so shockingly. We're supposed to be dating." he jokes, brushing his dark locks out of his eyes, that are currently crinkles in amusement.

"How can I not? My best friend just kissed me out of nowhere!" you exclaim, realizing what has just happened.

Your best friend just made out with you and it left you breathless, and not just because your air was cut off for a minute.

"You better get used to it," he tells you with a grin, his body moving against your own again. "We're dating now." you hear him say, his eyes moving somewhere behind you.

The slight shock is switched with dark eyes on the same spot, causing you to subtly turn around. You don't see it at first, eyes following his line of vision before you notice Kiko standing just a few meters away from you, her eyes boring into Jungkook's before one of her friends catches her attention.

"I didn't know she was there." Jungkook tells you as soon as you turn back to him, and you almost laugh at his sudden distressed face. He's really being honest with everything right now.

"I mean... It's a good thing that she saw, right?"

He lets your words sink in, eyes flickering between yours before his lips curl into a satisfied smirk. "Yeah."He's not sure whether she saw you two kissing, but he could recognize her shocked eyes from miles away. Bingo.

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kamiigusa-misaki · 9 months

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Mutual Help | #02

𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭: @kithtaehyung

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires ⏤ he calls it mutual help

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fake dating au, fluff, angst, smut, slow burn

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.9k+

⇠ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯. | 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 ⇢

"Can you pretend to be my girlfriend?"

"What?" you breathe out, shaking your head as if to make sure you've heard him correctly. "Pretend to be your girlfriend? Are you kidding?"

But he doesn't look as if he's kidding. He's looking at you with hopeless eyes, or maybe it's just an alcohol in his system that makes him look like a lost puppy.

"No," he gulps, slowly shaking his head. "If Kiko sees me with another woman, maybe she'll want me back. She told me she loves me. Maybe she'll want me back once she sees me with someone else."

"You realize how ridiculous and stupid that idea is? You're an adult, Jungkook. That's just stupid." you tell him, feeling yourself getting tired but you don't allow yourself to close your eyes. You'd doze off right away.

"I know, it's pathetic. But it's the only idea and a hope I have left."

"Kook, that's not healthy. What if she doesn't care?" you ask him carefully, eyeing his slumped figure.

"Then I'll have to move on." he answers, dryly gulping as if he's repulsed by that idea.

"I don't know, Kook. I don't think it's a good idea. You're not some teenager who needs to prove something to her. If she let you go, then it's on her. She was stupid enough to do that."

And he stays quiet, leaning his back against the headrest as he allows his eyes to rest. Without thinking anything further, you do the same thing. There's a comfortable silence in the room and for a moment, you think he's asleep. But before you can allow yourself to drift next to him on his couch, his raspy yet soft voice booms between the walls.

"Did you really bring me banana milk?"

A wide smile spreads on your lips as you nod, before you realize he can't see you. "Yes." you answer him, not moving an inch knowing he's going to beg in a second.

"Can you give it to me?" he asks quietly, almost as if ashamed that what he really asks for right now is a stupid banana milk.

"I thought you're not a fucking kid." you quote his words while teasing him. You knew he couldn't resist.

"Y/N," he growls, not pleased by your teasing but you're already standing up and turning the lamp on before you go to rummage through your bag, until two small bottles of banana milk are in your hands.

You can barely hand it to him before he's already grabbing the bottles, placing them into his lap as he opens one of them. He happily drinks it, smacking his lips once he gets the first taste. You can't help but snort at the sight in front of you.

"I've missed you." he blurts out, eyes widening as he waits for your reaction. He hastily looks at you, noticing your amused gaze before you smile at him.

"I've missed you too." you admit, knowing how genuine your words are.

Jungkook seems to be relieved that you've missed him too, which makes him feel even worse for acting like an asshole earlier today. It was embarrassing enough that Jimin and Taehyung had to see him in that kind of state – depressed and distant.

"I'm sorry for acting like an asshole earlier," he admits, "And I'm glad Jimin called you. God, those two are awful at making people feel better."

You can't help but laugh at that, remembering their distressed faces and Taehyung's desperate need to pour alcohol into depressed Jungkook. If the situation wasn't so serious, you'd laugh straight away then.

"Nah, it's okay. We all have our bad days and your reason was quite valid. Remember when I threw a remote at you? I don't think you were worse today."

"How can I forget? You got your period and I made a single joke thinking you'll find it funny. Who knew you'd throw a remote at me."

You can't remember what the joke was, but you were so annoyed with him that you grabbed the first thing and threw it at him – which happened to be your TV remote. It was back in the day when you both spent almost every day together. It's really been awhile since the two of you just sat and talked. And it seems like Jungkook thinks the same thing.

"Fuck, I feel like the worst best friend." he speaks up, throwing his head back before he shakes off his bangs out of his eyes.

"You were in a relationship, Jungkook. It was bound to happen." you tell him, shrugging your shoulders. Some part of you wished you'd hang out together all the time, like the old times. But it was impossible. And selfish of you to even wish that.

"Yeah, but when you were dating Haechan, we still used to hang out together more often. I completely blew you off."

Haechan.

Your first boyfriend of five months, someone you've lost your virginity to. He was a sweet guy that made your heart flutter, and your naive young you thought he's the one. But he wasn't. Just because he made your heart flutter, it didn't mean much. Two months after you guys slept together, you both broke up with each other. It was mutual and the two of you remained friends. Not close though. You don't text each other or anything like that, but you still check out his Instagram profile just from pure curiosity. You'll always share something together, even though it wasn't anything romantic – at least not the way you've always imagined.

Maybe that's why it was easy to spend your free time with Jungkook as well. Rather than being with your boyfriend, you spend your time with your best friend. Even the sex was completely unadventurous and it felt like something you did just to release your sexual frustration.

"What if he agreed to break up with me because I didn't satisfy him enough?" you ask with widened eyes, thinking about all the times you had sex with him. It wasn't that many, but still.

"Oh, come on. That's not true." Jungkook snickers.

"You don't know that!" you frown, deeply in thought. "I've never had anyone else before him and our sex was boring. I wanted to spice it up but he'd just straight up say 'no'."

"From what I'm hearing, it looks like he was the one who wasn't satisfying you enough," he raises his brow, causing you to pucker your lips in thought. "No woman should ever feel like sex with her partner is boring. It's about communication."

You kind of hate how right his words are. He makes it sound so easy, but even though your relationship with Haechan ended after a few months, it wasn't just about sex.

"Sex wasn't the most important thing in our relationship, Kook. There were other factors that caused our break up. For example, our feelings."

"It might not be the most important thing, but it's important. All those things like sex, communication and feelings are a part of a great functioning relationship."

He's right. Maybe that's why your relationship with Haechan didn't work. It lacked all of those things, maybe not entirely but still enough for you to know that it'd never work out. You wanted it though, so much. There were days when you thought he's the one. But you were young and naive, you know that now.

"Look at me," Jungkook scoffs, shaking his head at himself. "Talking like some professional when my own relationship got fucked up."

There are no right words that you could possibly say to him. No matter what reason Kiko had to break up with him, you're sure it's not Jungkook's fault. He gave her everything, all of himself. If you think about it in a poetic way, he handed his own heart to her, gifting it to her and she took it and broke it.

"Maybe our sex wasn't great, but at least I got someone to have sex with. Maybe I should find someone." you ignore his previous words, knowing talking about it would hurt him even more.

"Like a boyfriend?" he asks, taking a sip of his banana milk as he stares at you in surprise.

"Well, I meant like a fuck buddy, y'know..." you trail off.

You haven't talked about this with anyone and it's just something that recently occurred to you. You're not that type to even think something like that. But you're twenty-two and even though you haven't met anyone interesting, you could still spice up your sex life. You're a woman with desires and urges. There is so little you can do all by yourself.

"What?" he mutters, looking confused as hell. "But you always wanted--I'm sorry I'm just shocked. I never thought you'd ever think about having a fuck buddy."

You can't be surprised by the confusion that's laced in his voice and visible on his face. You've always talked about how you want to have a normal relationship. You're pretty sure you've mentioned, that one time when you both got drunk, you can't imagine having a fuck buddy.

"I know," you mutter before frowning. "But for fuck sake, Kook. I'm twenty-two with almost no sex experiences. I'm really grateful for my relationship with Haechan, but even though the sex was boring, it was still some kind of experience. You know what I mean?"

From desperation to faint mumble, you lick your lips as you keep frowning at empty beer bottles.

Being open with Jungkook is no shock, he's probably the only person you can talk to about everything and he won't judge you. It's easy to talk to him. Yet, you know you're being this honest saying out your thoughts, with the small help of alcohol. As much as you wanted to distract him, you've never planned to talk to him about your sex life.

"I can help." he speaks up, eyes staring at the television screen.

Your head snaps towards him, mouth opening as you stare at your best friend and pure shock. Did you hear him right? "Help? How?"

He visibly gulps, slowly turning his head to you. "With your sex experiences. I can help you."

Is he for real?

"Y-you want to help me, do you mean like us having sex?"

You can hear your heart beating in your ear drums, echoing loudly as you keep staring at the man in front of you. He's joking. He must be. Oh god, if you misread the situation you're going to bury yourself and never come out.

"Yeah," he says slowly, dragging that one single word out of his mouth. "Well, we don't have to have sex. There are other ways we could try to help with your sex life."

There are no words coming out of your mouth. Your whole body freezes as you let his words echo in your head for quite some time. Jungkook, your best friend, just proposed to help you with your secret desires. That sounds insane. What the hell goes through his head? You've got an idea.

"Do you think I'm that desperate?" you frown, meeting his widened gaze. "I won't use you just for my stupid desires. What about you, huh? You're in love with Kiko. Wouldn't that be weird? We're best friends."

He's not overwhelmed by your outburst, noting your every question that spilled out of your mouth in a flashlight.

"No, I don't think you're desperate. I was the one who proposed it. And yes, I'm in love with Kiko but, we're not in a relationship and I'm a man with needs. Do you think me beating my meat every time I'm in a shower is somehow pleasurable? Nope."

"Okay, too much information," you scrunch your nose at the mention of his masturbating and talking about it so casually. You wouldn't be so against it, if it weren't for the current situation and the image of the two of you having sex. "You didn't answer the best friend part."

"What's there to answer? We're best friends and if we both agree that's what we want, I don't see a problem here. But of course, it was just an idea. We don't have to do anything, if you're uncomfortable with this. I'm sorry if I made things weird right now, it wasn't my intention."

You see regret flash inside of his eyes, looking away for a moment before his soft brown eyes are set on you again. The weird thing is, that you don't feel uncomfortable nor weird at his proposed idea. It's unusual, yes, but your friendship with him was always super close. You used to sleep in the same bed and there were times when he was showering, while you were brushing your teeth. Of course, you haven't seen him naked during those times, even though there is one time he accidentally flashed you with his dick. Maybe this is just another way to cope with his feelings.

"But-- do you even find me attractive?"

Kiko is taller, slimmer yet with wide hips and perky ass. A woman who takes care of herself, yet she still looks naturally beautiful. And then there's you. You don't think of yourself as being ugly. But when you think about all those times Jungkook saw you in your natural habitat. Wasted, mascara running down your cheeks, every morning you woke up with frizzy hair and puffy eyes – there are so many times when he probably thought you looked like a mess. You never cared but for some reason, you feel embarrassed remembering all those times.

"Of course," he blurts out, "You're beautiful."

Your heart flutters, smiling at your best friend as you look down for a moment. "Is this your way of getting me into bed?" you ask him with a puzzled look, seeing the way his eyebrows shoot up before he frowns.

"Of course not. I'm not desperate," he uses your own words against you, looking offended by your question.

But, he's still the one who proposed that idea and you tell him that.

"Maybe I did, but please know that I'm not trying to get you into bed. I would never do that, I would never use you. You're important to me, you know that, right?" he says, his voice turning soft as he pleads with you with his eyes. He needs you to hear it.

And you feel like an asshole assuming such a thing. It was just the first thought you got.

"I know," you whisper, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

"Maybe we can help each other, with no hard feelings. We've got only each other."

There are friends like Taehyung and Jimin, who are incredible people that you're lucky to call your friends. But your friendship with Jungkook is special.

"What do you mean?" you poke the inside of your cheek with an intrigued gaze.

Jungkook is handsome, you'd lie if you thought otherwise. He's hot and there are times when he gets you flustered, but you've never seen him anything more. He's your best friend after all, that's where you draw the line. You can't imagine something more happening between you two.

"I'll help you with your sexual desires and you'll pretend to be my girlfriend."

"Jungkook--"

"Just for a month!" he quickly insists, causing you to sigh.

"But aren't you still getting more? You get to fuck me and have me to pretend to be your girlfriend."

It's not fair.

"No, I don't have to fuck you if you don't want me to. I can help you explore everything you failed to do with Haechan, it's totally up to you. We could see where it brings us." he explains.

It's not like you doubt him, you know that he'd never do anything to intentionally hurt you. Jungkook is the most selfless person you know.

"Are you sure this is what you want? Won't it ruin our friendship?" You can't help but ask. It's probably the most valuable reason why you're so unsure about all of this. If there's a chance it'll ruin your friendship with him, you won't do it.

You can't lose him.

"Doesn't best friends who get to fuck each other end up badly? I don't want our friendship to be ruined. What if one of us catches feelings? You never know..." you mumble, feeling him shift as he scoots closer to you.

He cups your face in a gentle manner, tucking a strand of hair behind your hair. "I love you," he tells you, "As a best friend and that won't ever change."

He's staring between your eyes, eyeing you in a silent question causing you to smile at him.

"I love you too, Kook. But I don't think I can fall in love with you, I can't imagine it. You're just... my best friend. It feels right that way." you assure him honestly, seeing him to give you the slightest smile.

"Good," he nods, "But we don't have to do this."

You can see the honesty that glimmers in his eyes, but there's still that hurt hidden behind it. Hurt that Kiro caused. You don't agree with Jungkook's plan of trying to win her back, but if you're going to help him and you've nothing to lose – what's wrong with that?

"I guess I'm just scared that after some time it'll feel like we're using each other." you murmur, dropping your gaze before he gently tucks his finger under your chin as he lifts your head up.

"If you ever feel that way, tell me and we're going to end it. I don't want to hurt you."

Smiling, you nod along his words. "Okay," you murmur, "I guess you're right. It doesn't have to be weird if we're comfortable with this and with each other as well."

He nods, agreeing with you.

"You're right," he licks his bottom lip before saying;

"It's mutual help."

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d o i w a n n a k n o w

p a i r i n g : jungkook x reader

g e n r e : stalker-yandere au.

t a g s : obsessive!jk, stalking, yandere, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, non-con to dub-con (oc gives in but these are heavy non-con/dub-con elements), fingering, spanking, degradation, dirty talk (lots lmao), talks of baby-trapping, BREEDING KINK, unprotected sex, masturbation, hidden cameras, voyeurism, slut shaming(?), pussy spanking (doesn’t happen as much like you think it does lmao), blow jobs, head-pusher!jk, talks of imprisonment, actual imprisonment, there’s a cage for .2 seconds, dark!seven au, jk has lots of pet names, JK IS A SEX ADDICT AND WALKING RED FLAG, stockholm syndrome(?) debatable but tagging to be safe, morally grey!oc, oc is a anxiety ball, mentions of hoseok, oc has horny guilt LMAO, implied pregnancy, jk is CRAZY, size differences, jk corners oc a lot, face fucking, cum swallowing, lmk if i missed a tag!!

w o r d c o u n t : 19.8 k

s u m m a r y : “Maybe I’m too busy being yours to fall for someone new. Now I’ve thought it through, crawlin’ back to you,”

How long has it been? Weeks? Days? Months. You weren’t keeping count anymore—haven’t been ever since that happened. You make your way through the busy crowd, headphones plugged in and some depressing song from your playlist ringing softly through both ears. It’s cloudy and breezy—a gloomy sight—you think there’s a chance for rain later on.

“Excuse me.” You mumble under your breath and push past everyone, bumping occasionally into someone.

Every so often an uneasy feeling creeps up your spine, like you’re being watched or something. He’s here, a sinister little voice says in the deepest crevices of your mind. Your breathing picks up and you turn your head, vision hazy from how fast you’re walking to keep up with the traffic flow.

Blurry—just faceless people going about their day and trying to get to their destinations.

You slow down a tiny bit, your earbud hanging out of one ear as you take one good look around your surroundings. Nothing, just stores and faceless people combined with the sounds of beeping cars and engines that become background noise. You find yourself staring ahead of yourself, a grim expression and your lips pursed.

“I’m losing it..” You whisper.

You turn back around when you hear it. “y/n.” Your body goes stiff, his voice alone sends you into an anxiety-ridden frenzy.

Your breathing picks up and your feet start moving faster and faster. You keep looking back in all sorts of directions trying to pinpoint his exact location. The entire world feels like a blur, there’s so many voices all around you start wondering if they’re all him. It’s a nightmare-ish hell not knowing which one of them is him—or rather could be him.

“...Jungkook.” You quietly whisper.

Slowly, the world comes to a halt once more—everything falls back into place—you flinch as droplets of water hit your face. The sounds of traffic bring you out of your trance and suddenly you feel like you have room to breathe again. You settle one hand over your chest and let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“y/n.” A startled scream slips past your lips as you shudder violently and spin around. Jungkook’s arms constrict your movements with the way he wraps himself around you.

“Jungkook–let me go..!” You curl into yourself and try to move away, no one bats an eye as you two stand in the middle of the crosswalk in the midst of the crowd. Your smaller hands grip his forearms weakly as you desperately try to shove him off, “What are you doing, let me go.” You repeat, a bit more forceful this time.

Jungkook only grins down at you and tugs you closer, “C’mon baby don’t be like that. How long’s it been? Weeks? Months? I know that you miss me deep down as much as I miss you.” He whispers down in your ear in that low husky tone he always spoke in whenever you two were pressed up like this. “Don’t be so cruel sweetheart and give me a kiss.” He dips his head down but you move at the last second causing his lips to drag along your cheek.

You level him with a stare, “I don’t miss you at all, in fact I haven’t thought about you for months now,” you push against him with a grunt of frustration because he doesn’t budge, “My answer was no the last time and it’s no this time, what can’t you understand?”

“Because I know you’re lying to yourself. You say this but when I ask you to look me in the eye, you can’t baby.” Jungkook turns to give you a chaste kiss on the cheek once more, “I know you still want me—us.” He pulls back to look deep in your eyes, forehead against forehead.

Your eyes drop down to his lips and a sense of familiarity washes over you. You recall the times he had his lips on yours, from how soft his kisses could be to the way he kissed you with such passion/force like his life depended on it. Your eyes slowly find his own and for a second you forget you’re both in the middle of a cross walk in the sprinkling rain.

“Don’t think baby,” Jungkook whispers as he leans down, “just feel.”

A loud honk suddenly shatters the illusion, you flinch from the loud noise and yank yourself back. You hear Jungkook curse under his breath, “Don’t follow me, I mean it Jungkook.” Your voice is wobbly but you do your best to sound firm.

You quickly turn on your heels and surf through the crowds of people, ignoring their pointed looks from your shoving. The metro is twice as crowded (more than usual), you easily blend in with everyone else on the platform. Occasionally you look over your shoulder to see if he followed but you see nothing.

The familiar sound of a piano begins playing in your ear, you slip your other earbud back in and lean against the pillar as you wait for the train to make its stop.

“I put a spell on you,

because you’re mine,

You better stop the things you do,

I tell you, I ain’t lying,

I ain’t lying,”

The train comes to a screeching halt and you push yourself off the wall, heading for the opened doors. You tuck yourself near the corner of the train in front of these old grandmas and group of highschool teens. You hold on to the pole in front of you and let out a breath of relief, heart coming to a slow and calm beat.

You always get like this after seeing Jungkook, he works you up into a frenzy and when you run off you’re left with a stupid adrenaline high that takes what seems like forever to come down from. You’re always left with an ugly feeling in your stomach, dread clouding your senses and an immense amount of guilt. One of these days you feel like you’ll give in all over again.

Jungkook just makes it so difficult.

At first it didn’t bother you fresh out of the breakup, you had been clouded with anger and frustration the first weeks. Then when weeks turned to months of him trying to get you back you started falling into denial.

Was the breakup something you wanted? Why did you seem to enjoy the way he begged for you? No matter how hard you tried to push those thoughts away a ugly little voice in your head was always there to remind you.

‘Admit it, you want to let him in.’ It’d say. You do, but no one has to know that’s how you really feel.

Someone taps you on the shoulder nearly making you jump out of your skin as you turn to look at them. Some girl stands with an apologetic look on her face, “Sorry, I’m just trying to pass through.”

You shake your head and step aside, “No, excuse me.” You mumble out and look up at the window, finding a reflection of yourself staring right back.

The loud screeching noises of the train coming to another stop has you casually looking to the side. The doors open and more people get on, some exit and others like you stay put. However, right as the doors close that's when you see him.. Your heart picks up again and you stare directly back at Jungkook who’s standing there with a devious look on his face.

“No, no, no,” you turn around and look for a way out, the next stop isn’t for another five minutes and you’re running out of space to get away so running off isn’t the best option you have right now.

You start backing away, slipping through the crowd and whipping your head back and forth in time to see Jungkook advancing towards you with a predatory look in his eye. He’s zeroing in on you making his way through the people blocking his way. Your breath hitches as your back finally hits the wall, there’s nowhere else to run anymore, and Jungkook knows this too.

“Running from me again?” He chuckles as he cages you in between him and the wall. He sets his hands on either side of you, effectively trapping you in. Your eyes dart around but no one seems to be paying attention, it’s times like these you wished people weren’t actually minding their own business.

“I know you miss me,” his breath is hot against your ear, it sends chills down your spine and has you shuddering in a pleasant way, “I know you want me..” He drops one hand down to your hip, gently caressing over it with his thumb, “Can’t you feel how much I miss you?” He breathes out and presses right up against you.

Your face grows hot in arousal, you can feel the print of his hard cock right up against your thigh pressing dangerously close. You bite back a low whimper and look up at Jungkook, “I-I,”

He gently shushes you, “Remember what I said baby: don’t think, feel.” He slides his lips against yours.

The kiss re-awakens the once hidden desire you had stored away in the darkest corners of your mind. Your eyes flutter shut and you tangle one hand in his hair, the other curls around his neck and holds him down against you. Jungkook seems to like that a lot because he lets out a muffled moan in your mouth, the hand he had on your waist now moving down behind to your ass.

You can hear the train coming to a stop and your eyes open as you take the opportunity to look over his shoulder. People are gathering their things and standing from their seats, you know this isn’t your stop but hell, you’d rather walk the extra three blocks to get to work than be stuck on the train with Jungkook.

“Baby,” he mumbles against your lip and desperately paws at your jeans.

The second he pulls off your lips you duck under his arm, he turns to swiftly grab your arm and try to reel you back in. He misses you by a few centimeters.

“Goodbye Jungkook.” You whisper and disappear in the crowd of people leaving him there by himself with the same hunger in his eyes he had earlier.

When you step out onto the platform you slip your headphones back in trying to calm your racing heart once again, the song playing becoming an eerie reminder.

“Do I wanna know?

If this feeling flows both ways?

(Sad to see you go)

Was sort of hoping that you'd stay

(Baby, we both know)

That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day,”

Jungkook and you once had been happy together, you weren’t going to deny that.

You had met through one of the rare nights you went out with friends for drinks and food. Your closest friend, Seulgi, had been the one to introduce you two, she thought he’d be perfect for you. Seulgi had NOT been joking around when she said you’d like Jungkook.

You both talked the entire night finding each other much more interesting than the alcohol that sat untouched. He had you hooked with his precious little bunny smile and playful nature, sure he had been touchy but who said you weren’t a little touch-starved yourself? You found yourself craving more of him, leaning into his touch and giving into his cute antics.

The night ended with Jungkook asking for your number and promising you a private date later in the week. Dating Jungkook was a different story however.

Jungkook was..different. You weren’t exactly used to the princess treatment and sudden obsession over you when you both began dating, you liked to think you didn’t like it but sometimes you weren’t so sure if you were saying that to convince yourself. Jungkook didn’t seem to have a single care for the world if it wasn’t about you. He was possessive, obsessive, jealous—everything that you should have looked out for according to the damn book.

Yet you didn’t, you stayed by his side like a moth drawn to the flame. Jungkook had single-handedly managed to become your entire world, poisoning your mind with his sweet words and passionate kisses. He made you forget about everything, until there was nothing but him left..

Jungkook had come clean about his sex addiction even before you two started getting serious. You sat in silence when he opened up about his struggles and how it impacted his life. In a way you felt sorry for him, it was clear he didn’t ask to be going through this. Oh how you were a fool..

Jungkook stopped completely going to his sessions once you two made it official, at first you were worried but Jungkook always reassured you that it was fine. You let it slide for the first couple of months because you were stuck in the honeymoon phase of your relationship with Jungkook, too blinded to really see the problems brewing.

His addiction became an inconvenience and disturbance in your lives. He went from fucking you at least two times a day to full blown whenever he could get his hands on you. It started off tame until he resorted to fucking you in places where you two could surely be caught. He’d bend to whisper darkly in your ear before whisking you away to some place “private”, where he proceeded to fuck the living daylights out of you.

You could never really resist his charms and begging whenever he wanted to fuck you. A sick part of you loved this—how he would pick you up like nothing and manhandle you to his liking, how he’d take what was his and worship the very ground you walked on. It gave you a sick thrill knowing you had him around your finger, but all good things have to come to an end don’t they?

You come to the realization through Seulgi. “That’s not a relationship y/n,” she said, “it’s unhealthy for you and him to go on like this, this is more like an exclusive friends-with-benefits.”

After hearing that you questioned everything in your relationship with Jungkook. So you did what you thought was the best in this situation: you left.

You had felt horrible but what else could you have done? Jungkook wasn’t proving to you that he was going to try to get help again, and if he said he was going to he’d simply go for one or two meetings and then go back to that vicious cycle—and you were tired of it (physically and mentally).

Oh how you’d come to regret it.

“Hey y/n, I think there’s someone here to see you? I don’t know he didn’t tell me who he was but uh he told me to tell you he’s waiting for you down in the lobby.” One of your co-workers said as soon as you walked into the office.

You gave her a quizzical look but she merely shrugged and went back to work. Trying to think of who it could be, you check your phone to see if anyone you knew texted you over coming to visit. It couldn’t have been Seulgi, she always called you ten minutes beforehand to let you know she was on her way. You don’t live close to family like that so they were out of the question.

“Oh.” Realization dawns on you, “Jungkook.” You whisper and hurriedly run to the elevators, hitting the first floor button a bit too rough. “What does he want now?” First the train station, now your job? Were you safe ANYWHERE?

The elevator dinged and you stepped out, looking around for the tall curly headed fuck who decided to yet again come bother you. You spotted him sitting there with a grin on his face as he stared at you from afar. With clenched fists you walk over, “We’ll talk outside.” You say through gritted teeth.

Jungkook lets a low whistle slip from his lips, “Whatever you say.” He follows after you with a lazy strut, his eyes practically glued to your ass. You don’t even have to look to know.

“What do you want now Jungkook?” You say without turning to look at him, you stand in front of a food truck cafe(?) just a little ways down the street. “I thought I made it clear the last time we spoke about us.” You smile briefly at the food truck employee and place an order in for the two of you.

“Damn baby you’re so cold, not even a how are you Jungkook? Have you been eating okay or anything?” Jungkook chuckles, “When did you become so mean?”

You side-eye him in disbelief, “Me, mean? When I’m literally the one being followed and stalked by you everyday since we broke up?” You say softly as you take both drinks and hold one out to him.

Jungkook takes an annoyingly loud sip from his drink, grinning from ear to ear when he sees your annoyed expression, “I don’t see it as stalking, in fact I’m the one running around chasing after you just trying to get back together. You’re the one whose got it fucked in the head if you think I’m stalking you, unless you’re into that shit baby. I know you were into some weird shit but this?” He snorts.

You don’t reply because you don’t trust your voice, or anything you have to say as a matter of fact. “Right.” He gives you a shit-eating grin while leaning against the food truck, “Admit it baby, you like it, I always knew you were a little fucked in the head but this? You like the chase?” He steps closer.

The silence feels so loud between you two afterwards, you can’t look him in the eye right now. “Look,” you sigh softly, “I have to go.” You shake your head and give him one last look before you turn and head back to your job.

He doesn’t follow this time.

. . .

“Secrets I have held in my heart,

Are harder to hide than I thought,

Maybe I just wanna be yours,

I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours,”

Jungkook sang under his breath while he sorted out a few wires, “Wanna be yours,” he trails off and lifts up the object he’s holding in his hand, “I wanna be your vacuum cleaner, breathing in your dust,” he whistles and walks towards the large glass window pane, “wanna be yourssss,” he ends with a soft little whistle note as he gets up on the small ladder he has with him.

“That should do it.” Jungkook hums to himself, admiring his own handiwork. Jungkook takes a step back and looks around the room with a satisfied hum, when he deems everything fit he heads out, making sure not a single thing is displaced. “I just wanna be yours, wanna be yours…”

A small green check mark lights up his phone, a robotic voice following shortly after, “Welcome, your new security camera system is now: activated.”

“So you haven’t gone out or anything with anyone? I mean I kinda figured since it’s been like a few months since all that happened.” Seulgi off-handedly says while stirring her drink around with her straw, “C’monnnn you haven’t thought about it at least once?” She pouts.

You shake your head fondly, “No not really. I kinda don’t have time to think about stuff like that, got a big project coming up and you know how that gets..” You sheepishly reply with a shoulder shrug.

Seulgi gives you a ‘I know you’re lying’ look, “Sureeeee, I can count this many times on my fingers the amount of guys that have either checked you out or tried to ask you on a date.” She wiggles her fingers, “Is it cause of Jungkook? Cause if it is girl forget him! You’re single now, you need to go out and live a little.”

You take a nervous sip from your drink and shake your head, “Look I don’t even know if I made the right choice in leaving him! We weren’t that unhappy, it was just his stupid sex addiction that was tiring me out! I could have just made him get some help and we would have been good,” you pout petulantly, “ ‘s just that sometimes I think I made the wrong choice.”

“Babe, I love you and all but you need to be a little stronger than that. Jungkook is the same guy who beat up another because he hit on you, we’re talking about the same Jungkook who had a unhealthy codependency with you and was pretty fucking obsessive. I’d say you dodged a fucking tank.” Seulgi scoffs, “Besides, he would have just gone and did the shit he was doing whenever you tried sending him back to therapy.”

You hated that she was right about everything. Maybe it was high time to see other people and try to get out there. Deep down the very thought of meeting someone who isn’t Jungkook didn’t settle right with you. As much as you loathed the idea you knew you didn’t have much of a choice in the matter. “I don’t know..” You push your empty glass to the side.

“Hey,” Seulgi smiles sweetly and sets her hand over yours, “just think about it yeah? You don’t have to meet someone new, we can have fun in other ways like a girls trip or something!” Yeah a girls trip sounded nice.. “It’s getting late but give it some thought.”

You both pay for the tab and head out of the bar all giggles and smiles. “I’ll see you next week, yeah? Lunch is on me!” Seulgi waves after parting ways with you, “Text me when you get home!” She blows you a kiss.

You pretend to catch the kiss with a quiet chuckle, “Bye.” You wave back, “Get home safe..” You mumble softly and turn to head in the opposite direction.

It’s pretty late but you’re not too concerned given that people tended to stay out and live the night life in the city. You take one look at the night sky before plugging in your headphones, “She said goodbye, too many times before,” you mumble under your breath and lose yourself within the crowd of bustling people, unknowing of the hooded figure headed in the opposite direction.

. . .

Jungkook had his hands placed all over your body. He sported a soft grin on his face, his onyx eyes watching in glee as little moans left your lips. “There you go,” he said, “let go for me baby.” He whispers darkly and leans down to slot his lips against yours.

You lean into the kiss and whine softly, Jungkook doesn’t stop there as he brings your hips up in a bruising grip, pressing down and letting his hard cock rub against you. Your mouth waters a tiny bit just thinking about how he’d fuck you silly with that fat cock of his. It had you mewling for him, pawing at his sweats as you tried to get his cock out.

“Ah-ah,” he stops you breathlessly, “not until I say so baby.” He stares down at you with a glint in his eyes, “Let me take care of you, I’ll fuck so you good you forget all about today baby, just say the word.” He says as he presses his forehead to yours, “Go on, say it.” He whispers.

You jolt when his fingers slip between your sopping folds, rubbing up against your swollen and tender clit. “J..ungkook..” Your eyes shut in pleasure, “Please,” you grind against his hand, basically humping it at this point, “Fuck me, please, need it so bad.” You whimper.

Jungkook chuckles, “Good girl.” He leans down to bury his face in your neck, “Good fucking girl.”

Your eyes snap open and you jolt upwards in bed. You try to control your labored breathing with a hand over your wildly beating heart. “What the..” You look around your room, not a single thing misplaced. You figured it was another one of those nights—another “dream”.

“What is wrong with me..” You whisper out and bury your face in your hands, blinking away your disoriented gaze. You sit in bed like that for a few minutes calming your racing heartbeat and the throbbing you feel between your thighs.

This wasn’t the first time you’ve had a wet dream like this, it’s been a normal occurrence for weeks now. You’d go to bed then wake up soaked in sweat (and other places you don’t mention) and then go back to sleep hot and bothered. It was on repeat at this point.

Your tired eyes shifted over to the alarm clock sitting by your bedside, “Two am..” You chuckle humorlessly and shake your head, “God what is happening to me..” You mumble and lay flat on your back.

You stare at the ceiling for a few minutes just collecting your thoughts and trying to get a grip on yourself. “What is that?” You mumble in confusion and squint your eyes when you see a small red dot blinking back at you. “I must be going crazy.” You shake your head and turn on your side.

The red dot blinks the entire night, sitting so innocently up high.

“You’re single now, you need to go out and live a little.” It rings in your head the entire morning.

Even as you sit there in your private office you swear you can hear Seulgi’s words loud and clear in your ears. It’s really starting to bother you now, you’re half tempted to take your lunch early and nap or something.

After waking up from the wet dream you had tossed and turned in bed for a good hour because Seulgi kept coming up. You swear you feel like you’re going crazy, this was just as bad as getting an annoying song stuck in your head. If not even worse.

“Hey y/n,” Hoseok peeks in, “got a minute?”

You lift your head up with a tired smile, “Sure, sit down.” You gesture to the chair, “Did you need something?”

“Well kinda..? I don’t know if that’s the proper wording but yeah, but first here,” he sets a perfectly glazed cream donut on your desk, “Soojin brought some in and I figured you could use one.” He sits down across from you, “How are you?”

You look down at the delicious looking donut sitting on the paper plate, “I’ve been..okay. Not the best but you know how it is with these big projects,” you accept the donut, “what about you? How’s the presentation coming along?.”

Hoseok shrugs, “It’s going okay, can’t say I’m too enthusiastic about it but it’s whatever. Anyways, that’s not what I came for,” he sheepishly smiles, “I was wondering if you were free tonight?”

You stare back at him in awe, “Tonight? Oh, well,” your mind drifts off to the same words from last night, “I’m free..” You mumble while playing with your desk plants, “So…tonight?”

“Yeah..sure,” he sags in relief, “so..see you tonight?” He smiles.

“Tonight.” You nod smiling back at him. You’re not so sure if your own smile mirrors his enthusiasm, but you tell yourself not to think that way. He says a quick bye and runs out of your office, leaving you a tiny bit doubtful. “Damn you Seulgi..” You mutter under your breath.

When he’s for sure gone you take your phone out and begin dialing Seulgi knowing the girl is on her break by now. It rings forever and ever until it sends you to voicemail. “That’s funny..” You mumble, usually Seulgi never misses a call, and if she does she texts you during the call letting you know if she was able to talk or not. You check your messages and see nothing.

“Hmm,” you call one more time but this time the call immediately declines. She must be busy, you think as you send her a quick text. ‘Call me ASAP, I just got asked out by that one guy I told you about.’

After hitting send you think nothing of it and turn your attention back to your monitor, blissfully unaware.

. . .

The phone finally stops buzzing and Jungkook releases a sigh of relief as he shakes his head, “So fucking annoying.” He mutters while setting the device down on the counter.

He sees it light up with Instagram notifications but he can’t be too bothered with those at the moment. He stares out the window with the coffee mug brought up to his lips, it’s a beautiful day out today..reminds him so much of you..

“Flowers would be nice..” He hums, “Maybe some chocolates.”

The phone pings loudly once again—a few times at that—and this time Jungkook can’t ignore the stupid phone and peers over to look at the screen. He nearly doubles over when he sees your name on the screen, “Shit.” He hisses when a bit of coffee spills on him.

When Jungkook cleans up the mess on himself he turns the phone back on, his eyes scan over the message, almost manic and anxious. But just as quick as his smile came it was gone..it was replaced with an unbridled rage. His grip on the phone tightened until he suddenly flung it violently into the wall, hearing the screen shatter and clank to the ground loudly. He was trembling with rage.

“So it’s gonna be like that..? Just gonna..throw me away?” He mutters darkly while staring blankly at the wall, “Cute.”

“Gave you all the money, gave you all my heart, your masquerade party, I was fucking drunk,”

You hum while taking a sip from your glass of wine, mindful of the baby pink robe you had on. It had been about a good hour with you just sitting there in front of your vanity listening to music and drinking wine. Seulgi still hadn’t gotten back to you—let alone open the messages you left her—you were getting worried now, half-tempted to call her again. You decide against it though because Hoseok messages you about the restaurant.

“Ugh…where are you,” you mutter quietly while tapping on Seulgi’s profile in hopes of her being active on Instagram, “could really use your help..” You shake your head.

You give up after seeing that she hasn’t been active at all, in fact the last time she was active was literally yesterday when you both split up after the bar. You wonder if work was kicking her ass too. “Whatever.” You send her a picture of you curled up in your chair throwing up a peace sign, ‘wish me luck xoxo’. With that you finish getting ready.

You don’t realize how much fun you’re having until you go for another sip of wine and then realize you completely drained both the glass and bottle. A soft pout forms on your lips as you drop your eyeliner over the surface, “Well that sucks.” You softly sigh as you stare at nothing (you must be tipsy given that you spaced out like three times before this). “Ugh.” You groan and push yourself off the chair.

“Stupid robe,” you shove the silky garment off, letting it pool at your feet as you stand bare in your lace panties/bra.

In your drunken haze you spot the same red blinking dot from the other night but this time it’s by your bookcase. You stop for a few seconds and stare at it before rolling your eyes, “That’s it, I’m literally going insane.” You throw on your pretty little silk dress which falls off your shoulders and manage to find both Prada loafers you were looking for all day since you got home.

You pose in the mirror for a few seconds before huffing and going to get your phone, “Seulgiiiii,” you whine into the phone, “it’s not funny anymore answer meee, I need you to tell me if I look good or not.” You lift your phone up to show your entire outfit to the camera, “Stop being a bitch,” you hiccup drunkenly, “okay gotta go, love you.” You mumble and stop recording.

With your look being done you gather your coat and purse. As you wait for the elevator doors to open you feel your phone buzz and out of curiosity you fish it out of your purse and turn it on to check it. “Finally,” you sigh in relief when you see who sent you a message, ‘looks great mama, where you guys heading?’

“Mama?” You snort but bite your lip in excitement and start typing back..

The place Hoseok chose happens to be the same restaurant Jungkook took you to when you finally broke up with him. You stand outside with pursed lips. This place was bringing back memories—ones you worked so hard to repress and store away for good—and now you were forced to come back to the only place you swore to never step foot in again. It wasn’t like it was Hoseok’s fault, how could he have known?

“Hey,” you say once Hoseok picks up the call, “no yeah I’m here, I’m outside.” You cover your ear with your other hand and walk around a bit to avoid the crowds of people walking by.

“I’m like less than five minutes away, traffics really fucking bad tonight,” Hoseok chuckles on the other line, “You should just go in, I made a reservation under my name already, that way you aren’t standing outside or anything since the weather’s bipolar as hell.”

You chuckle softly, “Okay, I’ll head inside and wait for you then,” you turn to walk back when you suddenly freeze up, body going eerily still.

“y/n? You still there?”

You stand there in sheer terror when you see who’s sitting there leaned back on top of the hood of his car. Jungkook’s eyes are already on you as he watches from afar with a soft smirk on his face. You notice that he has a large bouquet of flowers sitting in his other hand. “Y-Yeah I’m here,” you whisper, “I just dropped my purse I gotta go I’ll see you when you get here.” You hang up in a hurry and start walking faster.

“Hi baby.” Jungkook licks his lips when you’re face to face, “Don’t you look darling? What’s the special occasion?” You hate it when he looks at you like that, like he’s ready to flip your dress up and fuck the living shit out of you in front of all these people. “What’s the matter? Cat’s got your tongue.” He pushes himself off his car and comes to stand right in front of you.

You look Jungkook up and down, god he looks so good right now in his white and black striped shirt jean combo. His hair's messier than usual too, you just wanna grip it tight like you used to whenever he had his face buried between your thighs— “Baby?” He grins in amusement.

“What are you doing here?” You swallow nervously while your eyes dart back and forth. You don’t even fight it when Jungkook’s hand comes to rest on your hip his thumb rubbing over it gently

“Ain’t it obvious?” He chuckles, “Came for my baby.”

You don’t bother to ask him how he found out about you coming here, you see Hoseok’s car pull into the valet a mere few feet away from you guys. That certainly has your breathing picking up, “You need to go,” you push at his chest, “right now Jungkook, please.” You whisper out in absolute fear.

“Why?” Jungkook’s smile drops as he stares at you with a cold look. His eyes follow yours and he stares darkly at Hoseok, “Oh I see now baby, scared your new boyfriend is gonna find out?”

“Stay away,” you wheeze as you try to control your breathing while stepping back, “I swear if you ruin it I’m going to hate you forever.” You point a finger at him while rushing into the restaurant.

As your breathing evens out you jump in terror when someone’s hands come up to rest on your shoulders. “y/n! Oh shit, my bad I didn’t mean to scare you.” It’s just Hoseok..

“No it’s my fault I wasn’t looking.” You whisper with a hand over your chest, “I didn’t go because I saw you pull up and wanted to wait for you.” You finish lamely.

Hoseok can see how nervous you are right now, he looks at you like he isn’t so convinced but he doesn’t push it luckily, “Okay, let’s go.” He smiles and offers his arm to you.

As you both stand in front of the hostess you can’t help but turn back to look outside. Jungkook’s still there where you left him, staring at you and Hoseok with that knowing look in his eye. You’ve seen it before too, and it sends a tremor down your spine while Hoseok leads you away. You sincerely hope he doesn’t do what you think he’s gonna do..you don’t know if you’ll die then and there.

“I hope you don’t mind I chose this place, heard it’s really good here.” Hoseok pulls the chair out for you, “In case you’re disappointed or something, not that I’m implying that it just seems like you’re kinda lost here.” He says with a sheepish smile while taking his seat across from you.

You quickly shake your head, “No, no it’s fine. I’m just a little scared from earlier is all,” you take a large gulp of water, “You know how it is with anxiety and all that jazz.” You try to brighten the mood with a smile. Hoseok luckily lets it go rather quickly and you both fall into a comfortable conversation while the bustling restaurant behind you becomes (a rather comforting) background noise.

You quickly come to realize Hoseok’s rather pleasant to talk to. He’s the textbook definition of a gentleman with you, he makes sure to listen attentively to you and isn’t afraid to show you how invested he is in your business. You like the attention he’s giving you given that it’s been a cool minute since anyone had truly sat down to just listen to what you had to say etc. You like talking to him, a lot more than you find yourself willing to admit out loud.

You even forget about Jungkook.

“How’s the food?” He asks with a grin.

“Mmm,” you nod while wiping your lips with a napkin, “delicious, I don’t think I’ve ever been to a place where they actually made my steak the way I asked for.” You giggle shyly while hiding your smile behind your hand, “What about you?”

Hoseok shrugs, “It’s alright I guess,” this makes you burst out laughing, “what..?” He chuckles, “I’m being honest! Here, try some of mine you’ll see what I mean.” He holds his fork out to you and clearly you don’t expect him to feed you but at this point you don’t care you’re having too much fun right now.

“I like that you offered me literally what I’m already having, just slightly more medium-rare.” You snort, “You’re so funny you know that?” You lean your head against your hand with a fond smile.

“I’ve been told.” Hoseok gives you a closed-eye smile, “I think you’re funny too y/n, this might be one of my most favorite nights ever.” He slowly slides his hand over your own, just letting it sit there but you can tell he wants to hold yours.

You find eye contact too intense and avert your gaze down to your intertwined hands. It feels so right..but so wrong for some reason. The same ugly voice starts whispering things in your head, ‘He’s not Jungkook, I bet Jungkook can fuck us ten times better than this guy.’ You bite down on your lip to suppress your annoyance, you have to find a way out of this—and quick.

The interruption comes in a rather unorthodox manner as the chandelier suddenly comes plunging down right next to you guys. You jump in terror and pull back, “Oh my god–” You quickly stand up to avoid any debris. Hoseok jumps out of his seat too, rounding the table to crowd you as he asks you various questions like: “Are you okay?” or “What the hell just happened?”

Through all the commotion you see Jungkook at the bar, propped up against the mahogany wood with a toothpick in his mouth and a sinister look. You feel another wave of anxiety take over slowly as your hands become clammy and your balance a bit unstable. “I’m g-going to the restroom.” You tell Hoseok and rush away, not bothering to stop and hear whatever he has to say.

At the same time you see Jungkook push himself off the bar and start making his way over. “No, no, no.” You mumble and pick up the pace, rushing down the empty hall and towards the women’s restroom. You should be safe in there right?

The bathroom is dimly lit by the cheap fluorescent lighting, you push through and make your way into the last stall and lock yourself in there. Your breathing is labored and comes out uneven, or at least you think it’s uneven. You don’t know and you’re not exactly worried about that right now.

With an exhausted sigh you slump against the wall and let your head thud against the tile gently, “God this is a mess..” You mumble and hide your face in the palm of your hands. You sit in silence, the small buzzing sounds that the lights make keep you from wallowing in your misery as you slowly start coming to your senses.

You’re hyper aware of everything going on around you right now—the sounds of the water drops from the faucet, murmurs of staff outside, the lights—everything. You perk up when you hear the low creak the door makes as it’s pushed open. It hits the door frame with a dull thud—creaking even. You don’t give it too much thought until you hear it.

You sit straight and push yourself as far as you in the corner, trembling as the sounds of his expensive oxfords click against the tiled ground. Jungkook whistles a low tune, pushing the very first stall door open. When he finds nothing he goes to the next, then the next, and then the next. You put a hand over your mouth, watching as his shoes slowly come into view as he makes his stop right next to your stall.

When he finally comes to a halt in front of your stall he stands there calmly, whistling even more now as he patiently stands there. You stare at his shoes in horror and peek through the small crack in the door, he stands there with an intimidating yet scary smile. The whistling really sends your nerves into overdrive as you shakily reach for the latch.

With a click it unlocks, you wait with a bated breath and then slowly push it open. Jungkook slowly comes into view, he stares at you silently just taking you in with his dark eyes. You stare right back with your lips parted in a silent plea. For him? You don’t know what you want from him right now, but lucky for you, you don’t have to do too much thinking.

Jungkook grabs your face in his big hands, shoving you into the stall again as he kicks the door closed with a loud bang. His lips are on yours in seconds as he pushes you up against the tiled walls, huffing quietly against your lips as his hands come up to tug you close, body against body. You whimper in defeat and finally give into that stupid voice that plagues you in your nightmares.

You bury your hands in his hair and move your lips against his own just as passionately. He hums in approval and snakes his hand under your thigh to grip it, you take it as a sign to wrap it around his waist. With this position your throbbing little cunt is pressed right over his hips, closer than most times he’s cornered you.

“Mm..ah..Jungkook,” you whisper in between the harsh kisses, “wait–mm,” his lips sloppily claim yours kiss after kiss until saliva begins dripping down the corners of your chin. You arch your back and push your hips into his rather demandingly, “Jungkook, please.” You mewl softly while moving in slow circles against him.

“Please what baby? After you tried to give away what’s mine to that little priss outside? You think you really deserve it baby?” He growls, “You’re fuckin’ mine,” he presses you harder against the wall, “letting that motherfucker put his hands all over you…after you’ve been so mean to me and run off everytime you see me? Gonna make me beg for it sweetheart is that it? You want me to beg for that little pussy?” He cups your cunt through your panties, pressing the palm of his hand firmly against you. “Hm?”

You cry out quietly and shake your head, “No–I wasn’t gonna,” you throw your head back with gritted teeth. He interrupts you with a sharp smack against your cunt, one that has you keening in humiliation and arousal, “Jungkook..!”

“Wasn’t gonna what, hm? Were you planning on giving him this slutty little pussy after all? Were you going to lie to me sweetheart, is that it?” He growls low in your ear, “You can fuck him all you want baby,” he whispers as his fingers dip into your soaked panties, “but you know deep down no one is the same as me, no one knows your slutty little cunt better than I do baby.”

Your mouth falls open in a silent cry as he sinks two thick fingers into your poor throbbing pussy. There’s a sloppy squelching noise that resonates between you two as he fucks his fingers deep inside. You let out shuddery breaths and cling to his shoulders, pawing at him desperately as you tighten your leg that hangs uselessly around his waist.

“Hear that baby? Bet he wouldn’t be able to get that little pussy talkin’, wouldn’t know how you like it fast and hard you filthy slut.” He leaves marks over your neck and shoulder, uncaring that your “date” was still sitting outside waiting for you to come back.

He pounds his fingers knuckle deep, brushing them up against that spot that drives you crazy. Your moans spill from your mouth uncontrollably, they go from breathy and high-pitched to loud and clear. If anyone were to walk in it’s over, for fucks sake the door isn’t even closed!

“J-Jungkook..” Your eyes slip shut and you whimper, “More,” you gasp out and tug him closer. You turn your face and slide your lips against his mouth in a slew of messy kisses and kitten licks, “Please..”

“More?” The palm of his hand smacks against your sopping folds from the force of his movements, driving his fingers in deeper (as much as it allows him to be honest). He pistons them in and out of you quickly, so fast your pussy tightens around the thick digits greedily, your orgasm building in your core steadily from the hot pleasure. “Like this? Or like this?” He purrs as he brushes against your g-spot teasingly.

“Like that..!” You throw your head back and moan, “Oh god…” You whisper, eyes clouded in tears of pleasure.

Jungkook kisses up your shoulder and towards your ear, “Let go for me baby, I got you.” He whispers hotly in your ear, “Cum all over my fingers sweet girl, make it messy like you know how to.” His wrist flicks up, fucking your pussy with his fingers almost like he’s actually fucking you—the same force and brutality.

Your legs quiver, pussy squeezing around his fingers as another dollop of slick runs down his wrist and your inner thighs onto a small puddle that formed during the finger fucking session. “Jungkook..!” You wrap your arms around his neck and press your forehead to his, “Yeah–like that,” you whisper breathily while staring into his eyes, “gonna cum.” You bite your swollen lip and muffle your moans.

Jungkook licks his lips hungrily, eyes flickering from your eyes to your lips. When he feels your thigh stiffen he slots his lips against yours to swallow your moans and whimpers as you finally cum. You ride out your orgasm on his fingers by grinding back and forth on his hand. Loud whines and cries slip from your lips as you greedily fuck yourself on him, only stopping when your poor cunt throbs from overstimulation.

The air between you two is hot, everything slowly comes to a halt and you feel like you can breathe again. Jungkook’s lips slip from your own with a smacking noise as you slump against the wall whilst panting softly. Jungkook easily follows, leaving gentle little kisses all over your neck to soothe the bite marks he had been leaving prior.

“Mm–off,” you tiredly whine and shove at his arm, “ ‘s too much.” You mumble.

Jungkook lets his fingers slip out from your gaping cunt, he doesn’t bother with cleaning his fingers and merely sucks the digits in his mouth, licking them clean with a devious look on his face. Before you can even think about anything Hoseok suddenly pops back into your head. Your eyes widen when you realize you left him out there all by himself.

“Oh no, no, no,” you mumble out while pushing Jungkook off and scrambling for some toilet paper to clean yourself with, “fuck, fuck, fuck.” Jungkook stares at you with a brow raised given that he’s never heard this many cuss words leave your mouth ever.

“What’s wrong?” He moves to cage you in, “Where you goin’ baby?” He lazily drawls out.

“Back out there,” you snap in annoyance, all this pushing and shuffling around in the tiny ass stall has you irritated and feeling claustrophobic, “I can’t just pretend like Hoseok isn’t out there waiting for me.” You mumble while wiping at your inner thighs.

Jungkook shrugs darkly, “I can.” He says so easily, “C’mon sweetheart, forget about him.. We can go back to my place and I can fuck you so good,” he whispers out while pushing you against the wall, “can fuck you on my bed all night baby.” He grins, “Might not even make it with how sexy you look in this little dress.” He whistles.

“No Jungkook,” you sigh tiredly, “whatever happened just now is a one time thing, it shouldn’t even have happened! Especially here of all places, are you insane?” You shake your head and throw your trash out, “I mean it.” You look up at him, “Now get out of the way please.”

Jungkook licks his lips, “Give me a kiss sweetheart.” He calmly says. You stare at him in disbelief but when he makes no effort to move out of your way you timidly reach up to cup his face and bring him down for a gentle kiss. Jungkook hums softly as he pulls back with half-lidded eyes, “Come home with me.”

“Goodbye Jungkook.” You whisper and push past him as you hurry out of the bathroom. This was so not what you were planning..

“Your call cannot be connected, please try again,” A sigh of frustration leaves your lips as you hang up the call and close the app, “This is the fifth time..” You slump over on your sofa mindlessly scrolling through your messages.

It’s been a week since Seulgi suddenly went AWOL on you. You had texted her to see if she was up to go out for lunch but you got no response, and for days now her replies seemed dry and odd. Something just felt completely off with her and now you were tempted to go over to her apartment yourself to see what was going on with her. You prayed and hoped she was okay though, wherever she was.

With a fruitless sigh you toss your phone on the couch and sit there listening to the pouring rain outside. The sky was a gloomy pale blue color contrasting to the city lights below, the people walked on without a single care for the weather. You should know given that you spent your afternoon sitting in front of your large window watching the people and cars down below with a warm mug of tea on your lap.

“Seulgi..where are you.” You whisper softly while curling into your blanket. You’re watching a random tv show when suddenly a loud clap of thunder and everything around you darkens slightly. You sit there in silence staring at the once animated flat-screen. “Greatttt.” You groan out and rub your temples, “Just what I needed, perfect.” You push yourself off the couch and head over to the dinner table to turn on the candles there.

Not even a few seconds pass by when suddenly everything re-animates, you hear the sound of your microwave starting up, the tv turning back on, and the lights once again brightening the entire room. You stand there with the candle halfway in the air, a look of annoyance etched on your features. “Make up your mind will you?” You scoff and head into your room with your phone, intending to re-connect your phone to the wifi along with your other devices.

You turn your computer on with a lazy hum and let it start up while you check your phone’s connection status. You mindlessly tap on the screen, accidentally clicking your bluetooth tab instead of the wifi one. Before you exit the tab you suddenly go still, “Oh?” You see a new name sitting there instead of your usual speaker etc.

“Monitor system: 1.” You read out loud, a brow raising in confusion. Your home first off was huge, these weren’t your regular apartments—no these were massive luxury condos mixed in with penthouses. You lived on the top floor and most condos were separated handsomely with each having their own space to prevent any noise complaints. For there to be a new connection/device around only meant that it was coming from your home directly.

Your neighbor’s walls weren’t nearly as thin for your phone to reach their own wifi radius, let alone their devices. This new device was inside your apartment.

You stride over to your computer with purpose, immediately wasting no time in logging on and opening one of your newest softwares you currently had been using for work purposes. It acted as a signal tracker of all sorts, it was able to get the job done (via IP addresses of certain nearby devices). You waste no time in entering the information you needed, the sound of your fingers diligently typing away at the keyboard filling your otherwise quiet bedroom.

The computer gave you an endless source code, you read along the lines of it and came to find out it was one of those hidden cameras judging by its original source name. You scroll down a tiny bit and your breath hitches in horror, the coordinates it gave you were a mere few feet away. You wouldn’t be able to exactly pinpoint the location but knowing the signal was coming from anywhere inside of your home sent chills down your spine.

Your breathing picks up as you look around your seemingly innocent bedroom, not a thing misplaced or out of sight. You were a minimalist so it wasn’t like you had too much clutter sitting around. It can be anywhere, it can be anywhere, it can be anywhere. You repeated like a mantra in your head as you began tearing apart your bed, shoving at the pillows and comforters.

You have to find it.

. . .

Jungkook swiveled his computer chair side to side while watching the scene in front of him through his brightened computer monitors. He had three sitting around him all showing him different angles and displays. On the screen he gets a clear picture of your panicking form mindlessly throwing things around your room, looking under every crevice and surface—practically tearing your room apart to find his cameras.

“Cute.” He chuckles softly while biting his thumb, “Do you think she’ll actually find them though?” He turns his head to look at his guest with a crazed look in his eye, “Or do you think we’ll have another week with them up? I mean she’s my smart girl, ain’t a computer whiz for no reason.” He mumbles more to himself.

A low whimper—albeit muffled—comes in response, he hears shuffling behind him so he turns his chair around to look at the source of his oncoming headache. “Oh right, I forgot you can’t talk with duct tape on your mouth.” He laughs quietly while shaking his head, “I think I like you better this way though, you were always loud.” He turns back around and goes back to watching you.

“Any day now..”

The day that came after the rain was both clear and windy, you found it a perfect time to spend some time at the gym to get some things off your mind (also because you paid a hefty amount of money for this membership might as well?). You started off tame with the treadmills before you went off to some random machine, what you liked about this gym was that it was hardly ever packed. Introverts like you LOVED that.

“I watched a change in you, it’s like you never had wings,” You nod along to the song’s steady rhythm, fully enjoying the guitar in the background. The sweat was building up rather quickly as you paced yourself, you were looking forward to having a good workout today, hopefully last night's events fade away into nothing.

After you had found out about the hidden cameras, yes cameras, you went on a rampage tearing your entire house down. You were desperate to find them, not even the full blown smoking session you had after miserably failing to locate the things could soothe your poor mind and give you a night's rest. You were up tossing and turning, you think you got an hour max of sleep if anything.

Just thinking about how you failed last night is enough to have you pushing through your burning muscles and keep going. You quietly pant in frustration, face twisting in anger as you wipe the sweat from your brow. Today you weren’t going to dilly dally, you were GOING to find those pesky cameras and burn them to hell, along with whoever did this.

So far you had one obvious prime suspect, Jungkook. He knew your passcode to the house first off, put two and two together and you have yourself a (proven) theory, not a hypothesis, a theory. It would make no sense to accuse anyone else you hardly ever needed maintenance done at your place, and if an official from the apartment building came they were quick about it and under strict security measures. That’s why you paid the amount you did for your condo.

It had to be him, who else does some weird shit like this?

A huff of frustration leaves your lips as you stop for a moment to catch your breath. You close your eyes for a few seconds and count to ten before yanking one earbud out and getting up. You turn quickly and gasp when you hit a solid chest, “Shit I’m sor—Jungkook?” You peer at him in confusion and annoyance, “How did you get in here? You don’t even–ugh nevermind get out of my way.” You shake your head.

Jungkook stands there with a proud little grin on his face, arms folded over his chest as his meaty arms on display, “Workin’ hard baby?” He chuckles.

“Was, but you’re here now.” You roll your eyes and walk down the aisle of machines, “What do you want? I’m not in the best mood to deal with your antics today,” you take a deep breath, “in fact you’re the last person I wanna see right now.”

“Who’s the first?” He gives you a shit-eating grin, he ignores the ‘you’re not funny’ look you cast at him, “Relax baby, I’m just playing around. Are you always this tense?” He says as he gently grabs your shoulders and rolls the stiff muscles under his expert hands.

You suppress a tiny moan and roll your shoulders to shove him off, “Jungkook stop, I’m really not in the mood right now.” You mumble out and look at him, “Are you going to let me workout in peace or you going to bother me and waste my time?”

“Just trying to help you relax sweetheart, what’s got you this worked up for hm?” He tilts your chin up with his finger, raising a brow questioningly when you take too long to answer.

You’re stuck looking at him with glossy eyes, you just want to cry and you don’t even know why. You look off to the side and shake your head, “Come.” You grab his hand and lead him to the hallway away from everyone else, “I need you to tell me something and I want the truth Jungkook, I mean it Jungkook because if I find out you lie to me I’m so done with this and I really won’t want you near me.” You plead softly while grabbing his arms, “Are you or are you not the person who put hidden cameras in my apartment? Yes or no.”

Jungkook stands there with a look of surprise on his face, no trace of malice or nervousness anywhere. “No.” He calmly replies, “I would never do that baby,” he pulls you into his arms and runs his hand over the small of your back comfortingly, “what’s going on baby?” He whispers.

You press your cheek against his chest and hide your face, “I found out someone put cameras in my house, they’ve been watching me change, sleep, shower Jungkook.” You choke on a sob while trembling, “And I don’t know what to do. I can't find them, I've looked everywhere for them and nothing’s working!” You whine in frustration while tilting your head to look at him, “What do I do?” You whimper.

“First things first baby we need to go about this calmly or else we’ll be going in circles and go nowhere.” He says and cups your face, “Can you do that for me baby?” He asks softly watching as you nod, “Good girl, we’ll get to the bottom of this okay? I swear.” He presses a gentle kiss to your lips.

Technically you shouldn’t have allowed that, in fact you shouldn’t even be here standing pressed up with him like this. You’re a sucker for comfort though and you need reassurance now more than ever. “I gotta go,” you whisper while pulling away.

He gently tugs you back in by your waist as he leans down with his lips ghosting over yours, “Give me a kiss sweetheart, just one.” He murmurs right before you can protest his request.

You stare at him hopelessly and bring him down for a gentle kiss, resigning to your fate since he’d most likely not let you go without a kiss. Jungkook deepens the kiss, lips moving expertly over your own with a low rumble. He cups the side of your face with his large hand and strokes over your cheek with his thumb. It elicits a moan but you slip from his grip with a wet noise, you bite your bottom lip rather roughly and stare back defiantly at him.

“You said only a kiss.” You whisper.

“I know, but I just can’t resist sweetheart.” He breathes out and hoists you up in his arms, marching down the hall to the private shower rooms.

You attack his neck in a flurry of kisses, biting down on one particular spot as payback for last time when he marked you up. He hisses low and kicks the door open to one of the stalls, immediately turning the water on. Hot water sprays over the two of you and you pull back in panic, “Shit wait my phone!” You yank your headphone out and toss your things under the door and away from the wet tile.

Jungkook doesn’t ease up in fact he pushes you against the wall and begins kissing down the column of your neck, roughly squeezing your ass through your now soaked spandex shorts. “Fuck,” he says in between kisses, “you’re driving me fuckin’ crazy baby, I came three times just thinking about your soaked little pussy on my fingers. Even now you make it so hard to control myself,” he whispers harshly against your throat.

You quiver in excitement at the thought of Jungkook beating it to the mere memory of what happened almost a WEEK ago. It had your clit throbbing pleasantly as you tilt his face to look at you, “You really think about me?” You softly murmur.

He bites his lip with a groan, like your touch is the best thing he’s ever felt, “Fuck yeah baby, every night and day. I think about all the ways I had you in my bed baby, bent over and spread open stuffed full of my cock. I can’t help it, you drive me crazy, you made me like this,” he presses his hard cock against you, “it’s your fault I’m like this baby, so take responsibility.”

You choke on a moan and bite your lip, “Sit over there,” you whisper pointing to the small ottoman in the corner, “now.” Your eyes narrow when he moves a little too slow for your liking.

Jungkook curses under his breath and lets you down, going over to the ottoman and taking a seat. He starts to push his sweats down but you stop him, “I’ll do it.” You fall to your knees on the slippery tile, your smaller hands replace his own and you tug his sweats down enough to fish his cock out.

The mushroomy head peeks out and you want to moan out loud seeing that he went commando. His cock snaps against his stomach with a wet slap, a beady string of precum dribbles out of the head and down his thick veiny shaft. Your mouth waters as you take him in your hand and stroke him slowly, listening to the low moan he lets out as his head rolls back against the wall with a dull thud.

You watch his lewd expressions closely and lean down to let your hot mouth hover over the tip, “Please baby,” he whispers, swallowing harshly. Your thighs rub together to soothe the ache you feel between them, you like this—him begging—it makes you feel like you’re in control for once. Maybe not by a lot but it greatly pleases both you and your ego.

Your lips wrap around the leaking head, tongue coming down to poke at his slit and swirl around the sensitive tip. Jungkook moans breathlessly, watching as you slowly take more and more of his cock into your mouth. Your lips are stretched obscenely around him, like you’re struggling to take him—something he’s always loved whether it be your tight little cunt or your mouth.

Jungkook grips the sides of the ottoman tightly with his knuckles turning white from his grip. You don’t like that one bit so you gently tug his hand and pull it towards your head. He gets the message and immediately buries his hand in your hair, fisting it tightly as he hisses, “Oh fuck,” his lips part as he leans his head back and swallows harshly, “like that baby, feels so fucking good.”

You choke on a whine as you struggle to take the rest of him from the sheer girth and size of him. The tip pokes the back of your throat every so often as you bob your head slowly. You missed having his cock in your mouth, the delicious weight and curve sitting so perfectly over your tongue. You find yourself eagerly swallowing around him, throat constricting around his cock as you coat his cock with a layer of slick and slobber.

“Fuck.” He growls out, his grip is unforgiving and he uses it as leverage to shove your head down on his lap until your nose is touching his pelvis. “Yes,” he gasps out, “like that, suckin’ it so good for me.”

You sputter around him and pull back with a heavy gasp with a string of saliva connecting your swollen lips to the head of his messy leaky cock. “C’mere,” he pants, “can I fuck your throat baby?” He rubs his thumb over your glossy lip, “Hm?” You find yourself nodding timidly, lips parting for him as he guides his cock back into your mouth.

This time you feel more prepared for it as you set your hands on his thighs and look up at him with shiny eyes. He bites his lip and starts guiding your head—up-down, up-down—until he’s completely lost in his own pleasure using your throat like a pussy pocket.

Endless strings of “shit” and “fuck” leave his lips as he uses you to get off. A few times he’ll buck his hips up but the gagging noise you make has him settling back down. Your eyes are teary and spit dribbles from the sides of your lips and on to his thighs. The filthy noises your throat makes doesn’t help at all, in fact he’s more turned on by your gagging.

“There you go baby,” he huffs, “my own little cock sleeve, only I get to have you like this huh baby? No one else.” He growls low, “Makes me wanna lock you away some place no one will ever be able to find you in, you’re mine to look at,” he shoves your head down on his lap and holds you there, “mine to fuck,” he lets you come up for air, watching you gasp and take greedy gulps, “and mine to breed.” He darkly murmurs and pushes you back down.

You whine loudly, this shouldn’t be turning you on more than it’s supposed to. Logically this was your cue to get the fuck out of there but you couldn’t. You greedily listened and took in every single word he said and pictured it in your head. Maybe he was right, you were fucked in the head.

Jungkook licks his lips darkly, “Oh? You like that don’t you baby?” His cock twitches in interest, “You like hearing how much I wanna lock you up and keep you away like a doll?” He rolls his hips and you notice how the muscles in his abdomen flex and go taut, “Or how I’m gonna breed you and keep that little pussy full of me until you’re pregnant with our baby?” He whispers.

A long moan escapes your lips as you suck hard, Jungkook’s hands drop from your head as he lets you take control once more and bob your head. You slurp and swallow around him noisily while stroking his soft balls in your hands. You’re getting all worked up now but you’re determined to make him cum down your throat.

“Fuck baby,” he gasps, “gonna cum.” His moans rise in volume until his hand is coming down to hold you in place, face pressed tightly to his hips as he cums hard. Long moans leave him as spurt after spurt of cum shoots down your throat and fills your mouth. You do nothing but happily take it and swallow it.

“Lemme see,” he whispers, breath ragged and chest heaving as he watches you with half-lidded eyes. “Good girl.” He lazily smiles when he sees that you indeed swallowed every last drop of him.

You pant quietly and rub your sore throat, you must look like a mess with your glossy swollen lips and spit in the corners of your mouth. “Jungkook, I—” you were cut off by the sounds of someone entering the showers, heading into one of their own cubicles and starting up the water. You bite your lip and shake your head, you suppose this can wait for another time.

Another time..

You’re not the same after what happened in the gym, you might have been in a lust ridden haze but you weren’t insane to think that Jungkook was playing around when he had told you all of that stuff. On one hand you were terrified of him, but a darker part of you was scared he was right. What if you did want him to lock you away like he said he would, you were more terrified of the fact that you had enjoyed his little manic moment.

However as much as you had liked it there was no denying one thing, that he was the one who put those cameras in your home. You weren’t naive, you knew what kind of man you had dated and his obsession with you knew no bounds. He was very much capable of putting those things in your home, everything just screamed his doings.

You hadn’t let him come over to “help” you look for them, instead you spent the next few days looking for them yourself. You deep cleaned every nook and cranny in your place but nothing ended up coming out of it (well at least you had a clean house now). You needed to act fast, the more you waited the more he would spiral out of control. You thought a quick hook up was going to satiate his hunger for you? Wrong.

In the last three days you went back to having more sex than you could think of, and Jungkook was restless. He cornered you outside of your work and then you guys fucked in the private parking lot. He showed up after one of your late night convenience store runs and took you back to his place and fucked you (mind you, you were on very high alert the entire time). Just yesterday he had boldly pulled you to the side in a empty alley way before work and fucked the daylights out of you.

Nothing you said or did could get him to spill accidentally or imply that he was involved anyway with your hidden camera situation. You were desperate to get a reaction out of him, something—anything to get him to slip up. So, you did the next best thing that came up in your head.

You fucked Hoseok right there on your bed, letting him spread you wide and plow your tender little pussy for Jungkook to see.

Your lips part with breathy sighs and moans slipping out of your mouth. Hoseok wasn’t a bad lover by any means, this man knew how to angle his hips and move them at a pace that definitely made your mouth water in arousal. You had one hand tangled in his hair, holding him by the back of his neck with his face tucked away in your shoulder and neck. Hoseok didn’t seem to mind, in fact he was openly moaning into your naked shoulder with his lips dragging over the soft expanse of your skin.

“Seok—right there,” you grip him tighter and bite down on your bottom lip. You hook your chin over his shoulder and stare up at the ceiling in your pleasure filled haze, lips parting in a ‘o’ as no sounds seem to leave you.

Hoseok hugs you closer to his hot body and begins moving with purpose, growling low and muttering curses in your ear. His cock strikes deep and brushes against your g-spot ever so slightly, just teetering on the edge of hitting it. Your eyes slip shut a lewd “mm” leaves you as your nails dig into his back. Hoseok turns his head and captures your lips in his, moaning deep into the kiss while grinding his hips in slow circles.

The filthy noise your pussy makes when he does so has your mouth watering from the sound. You feel more dollops of slick slide down your perineum and between your cheeks on to the bed below. Hoseok sneaks a hand below and rubs his thumb over your throbbing bud, circling the tender button and pressing down to apply pressure.

“Seok..!” You gasp and throw your head back on your pillow.

Through your blurry gaze you come across the same little red dot from before, the one you swore was the source of your undoing. You stare at it for a few seconds until you finally catch it in its blinking moments. You hide your tiny smirk by turning to bury your face in Hoseok’s neck, now you know where at least one of them was.. Won’t be long until you find the next, and the next.

You hummed a random tune under your breath while going over the mental list you made in your head on what you needed to buy for the week’s groceries. You’re feeling refreshed and happily fucked out from the night before, you swear you wouldn’t be opposed to another night like that if it ever came down to Hoseok asking you on another date.

You’re smiling to yourself when a rough hand reaches out and yanks you into the alleyway opening, you jump in terror and whip your head up to see who the deranged lunatic is. It’s just Jungkook (thankfully). “What was that for?” You shake your head and give him an exasperated look.

Jungkook looks pissed, like never before and you’re not entirely too sure whether to be scared or turned on by it. “So this is what we’re doing now huh? You finally tired of me after having your fun and leading me on like a dog in the streets?” He says in unbridled rage while looking down at you with a piercing gaze.

You squirm in his hold and try to unlatch his hand but he merely presses you into the wall more firmly and holds you there with flared nostrils. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, now let me go!” You glare, you’ve finally had it with him just tossing you around like a doll and moving you to his liking, “I said let go Jungkook!” You push him roughly and watch as he stumbles back, hitting the wall across from you as he breathes heavy in anger.

“So you’re not going to tell me about that fucker you took into your apartment last night? Hoseok was it? You let that…motherfucker put his hands all over you?” He growls in anger.

There it was, all your suspicions turned true as you stared back at him with wide eyes. How he could have known was obviously only one way, “How did you find out about that?” You softly ask.

“I saw you take him in there.” He stands with his fists clenched tightly. Oh how you should’ve known what a smooth little liar he was.

You had seen this coming in hindsight, he may have the upperhand but you were always a tad bit quicker and smarter than he was. You had made sure to use the private parking underground entrance when you and Hoseok had both gone to your place together, so there was no way of Jungkook knowing at all—well through his hidden camera of course.

“You’re lying.” You softly reply and look down at your phone with a bitter smile, “You don’t fool me Jungkook, you haven’t since the beginning.” The accusation sits on the tip of your tongue as your finger slips and accidentally presses on the call button over Seulgi’s contact. Your phone starts dialing her number and before you can hang up the call you hear it..

A faint buzzing sound in Jungkook’s pocket, growing more and more deafening to your ears as you both stand in a face-off waiting for either of you to say something. Jungkook tries to poorly mask his surprise but it’s too late—you know.

“I have to go now,” you take a step back slowly, “I just remembered a last minute phone call I have to make.” You keep a close eye on his movements while backing out of the alleyway slowly and then turning hot on your heels, you need to get the fuck out of there.

. . .

Jungkook brings the phone out and shuts it off, “Fuck..” He mutters as he paces back and forth while running a hand through his messy hair. You know. Everything he has done up until now has gone to shit, he has to speed things up, yes, there’s no telling what you’ll do now that you know everything.

“It didn’t have to be this way baby..” He slides his hands into his pockets while walking out of the alley, “If only you would come back,” he chuckles bitterly, “now look what you made me do..” He tosses Seulgi’s phone into the nearby trash.

Jungkook starts singing “do I wanna know” under his breath.

You push through the crowds of people on the sidewalk, rushing through the masses with millions of thoughts running through your head. You’re not even sure what the hell you want to do now, you contemplated going to the police but you didn’t have enough evidence to properly accuse Jungkook. If you went in there now they’d just brush it off as another crazy ex story.

Just the thought of him hurting Seulgi made your heart ache in pain as silent tears streamed down your face. Seulgi didn’t deserve this, none of it, it was your fault for having such a crazy ex boyfriend who wouldn’t take no for an answer. Now look where that got you, look where that got her..

“Fuck!” You sob out while pushing your hair out of your face and throwing your phone in pure desperation and frustration. You pace back and forth in your living room with tons of ideas but zero solutions. What were you going to do now? Jungkook was out of his fucking mind and now you were losing yours too.

You knew you had to draw him in somehow, without him growing suspicious of you and your motives. Jungkook wasn’t stupid and you couldn’t try to treat him as such because then he’d for sure lash out and your plans would be ruined. You need to lure him in, if you could somehow get him into your apartment and use it as proof that he broke in then you could go from there.

You take a seat at the dining table with your face buried in your hands, knee bouncing nervously as you take deep breaths. You know what you have to do, you’re just scared. Not of him, but of yourself. A deeper part of you wants him back, and that’s what terrifies you the most. You might not make it out of this, sane you mean.

When night falls you lay there on your bed staring up at the white ceiling with your hands over your tummy. You’re nervous, paranoia rampant in your body as you attempt to calm your nerves. You had thought about it the entire time you made dinner, the food ended up being half eaten since you were too nervous to eat properly. As you laid there only one thing was on your mind: the cameras.

During dinner you had come to the realization that you hadn’t taken the cameras out yet, and that’s when the ingenious plan came to your head. You knew he was watching—probably was right now as a matter of fact—you were going to use just that alone to get him here. How? The only way you knew how.

After lighting up your candles to ease your nerves, you dimmed the lights in your room to a low fuschia pink color. You had showered and picked the prettiest silk nightdress you owned, laying in plain view for his pleasure. With a hitched breath as you slowly bend your knees with your feet planted on the plush comforter. Your legs slowly part as you bring the dress around your hips, you hadn’t bothered with wearing any panties—your cunt laid bare in the open with slick sticking between your soft folds.

You brought your fingers down, swiping through the mess as you moan quietly when creamy slick stuck to your digits. You coated them thoroughly before bringing your fingers up to taste yourself, a low quiet whine leaving you as memories of Jungkook doing the same to you came flashing in your head. You began to imagine it was him feeding you your own slick, long rough fingers shoved down your throat as he whispered obscenities in your ear.

“Good girl,” he’d say.

Your eyes flutter shut as your other hand comes up to cup your tit gently squeezing the mound through your dress. “Suck it baby,” he’d whisper in your ear, “get my fingers nice and wet, there you go–atta girl,” another broken moan escapes as you pinch your hard nipple through the flimsy material.

“Gonna fuck you nice and slow, you’d like that baby wouldn’t you?”

You whisper a breathy ‘yes’ as you move your slick fingers down to your pussy, “Want it so bad,” you moan, “want you so bad Jungkookie,” you mewl out while rubbing the pads of your fingers against your swollen clit. “Want you just as bad as you want me,” you’re not so sure you’re lying there, “need you to take me—make me yours, wanna be yours.” Your back arches as you dip your ring finger into your greedy little puckered up hole.

“Open up for me sweetheart, gonna be a good girl for me?”

“Gonna be the best girl for you,” your head thrashes from side to side as you teasingly fuck your finger in and out of your soaked pussy, “only you baby,” you keen, “no one else, not even Hoseok.” You gasp out as your thighs shake, “Want you to come take me baby, keep me and breed me.” Your lips part in a silent ‘o’ as you fit another finger into your cunt.

Your chest heaves as you angle your fingers upwards to hit your g-spot, your cunt squelches and drips with your frenzied movements. The noises you’re making combined with the wet noises below become white noise, your heart is pounding in your chest and sweat builds on your brow. “Fuck,” you sob out in pleasure while moving your free hand and resting it around your slender neck.

The pleasure heightens as you begin to imagine it’s Jungkook looming over you, hand around your neck and his fingers buried knuckle deep in your sopping pussy. Your toes curl and you find yourself teetering on the edge of your orgasm, it’s right there—just a little more. You pick up the pace until you’re slamming your fingers in and out of your poor cunt, striking your g-spot head on over and over again.

“Go on and cum for me baby, be a good girl and squirt for me, I know you can. There you go sweetheart, get ‘em nice and wet for me,”

A loud sob escapes your lips as you’re locked in place, your pussy quivers and throbs slowly as jets of slick spills from you. You cum harder than ever, vision going white as your pussy throbs and goosebumps form all over your body. You physically have to close your eyes from how strong your orgasm was.

“Jungkook..” You whimper softly and let your fingers slip out of your soaked pussy. You curl up into a tiny ball on your side, panting softly as your eyes droop sleepily. You’re vaguely aware of your surroundings—the candles, the mess on your bed, the slick between your thighs.

You just want to sleep now. With a tired moan you sit up in disarray, looking around your room with dazed eyes. It was now a waiting game on whether Jungkook wanted to show or not, you just hoped you didn’t lose yourself in the process..

. . .

You wake up around midnight delirious and half asleep. After cleaning your room you had settled in for the night and went to bed dreaming of nothing in particular. If anything you were having one of the best nights of sleep before you were woken up by something or rather someone. You sit up half awake while rubbing your eyes to clear the blur from your vision.

Your apartment is deathly quiet, you sit there trying to decipher any noise but nothing comes. A beat goes by and nothing happens. You slump over with a tired sigh, “This is nonsense.” You mutter and get out of bed, you figure a glass of water will do you good and send you right back into your peaceful slumber.

You slip out of your room quietly when you hear it. The front door keypad beeps loudly as someone—or rather Jungkook—punches in the code to your apartment. You freeze mid-way down the hall, staring through the corner of the wall as the door is pushed open and Jungkook’s dark figure steps in. Everything shifts from zero to hundred real quick, you cover your mouth and run quietly down the hall to the guest bathroom, slipping in quietly and standing with your back to the door.

“Shit, shit,” you whisper, you didn’t have your phone and Jungkook was definitely going to stop in your room first before anything. You crack the door open and flinch when you hear Jungkook treading down to your room, pushing your door open slowly as he slips in quietly. You watch with a bated breath, flinching once more when you hear him laugh from inside your room.

“Oh baby is this what we’re going to do now?” He says as he re-emerges with your phone in his hand, “You wanna play a little game of hide and seek is that it?” He coos while whistling as he luckily heads back out in the opposite direction, “Okay baby, we can play your little game if you want.”

You close your eyes and take a deep breath before stepping out quietly, you run back into your room and grab one of your pens from your desk, “Come out, come out wherever you are,” he loudly calls out from the living room. You drop a few pens and hiss as you whip your head up to make sure he isn’t coming.

“Oh baby you must be sick in the head,” he whistles, “making me chase you like a big bad wolf.” He tuts you, “Why don’t you just come out? Just wanna talk.”

You take the opportunity to peek out of your room and throw the ballpoint pen down the hall nearby your guest bedroom door. It hits the marble floor with a loud thud, the noise deafening in your ear as you sit still and wait for him to reply. Jungkook pauses and then you hear his heavy footsteps as he passes by your room and down the hall, “Knock, knock you in here?”

You peek out and make sure he enters the guest room before you slip out and run down the hall, slipping into the open kitchen as you duck behind the marble counters.

“We didn’t have to do this the hard way sweetheart, we both know you want this—us. I saw the little show you put on for me, you looked so fucking good moaning my name like that,” Jungkook says while going into each room one by one, “Bet you wished it was my fingers in your little cunt.”

You peer over the counter, immediately ducking when you see him step back out from the hallway, “Oh the things I wanna do to you,” he whistles, “if you come out now baby all is forgiven and I can show you just how much I loved your little show baby. Don’t you want that? I’ll get on my knees and eat that little pussy out like you deserve.” He says as he steps down to the living room area.

He’s so close, your heart is hammering in your chest right now as you crawl away from the counters and to the hallway again, “I’ll treat you so good, I’ll have you dripping in no time. After I eat your cunt baby I’ll fuck you with my cock just the way you like it. Going to have you stuffed full of my cum like I promised darling.” He’s in the dining room area now.

“So just come out baby,” he says softly, “I’m begging.”

You hear him open the door to your study and you waste no time in quickly standing and making a break for it to the front door. However as you step out from behind the wall Jungkook steps in front of you with a wicked smile, “I got you,” He immediately brings you into his arms and covers your nose/mouth with a white rag.

You scream in terror and begin pounding your fists against his arms, pushing back and trying to buck his hand off your face. Jungkook hushes you gently as he kisses your ear, “It’s okay baby, just let go for me. I got you, everything’s alright.” He purrs gently in your ear while pressing the rag tighter against your face.

Your lungs burn from the lack of air, you hysterically sob and huff through your nose while the fight slowly drains from you. You’re dizzy from lack of oxygen and inhaling the strong ass chemicals. Not once does Jungkook stop comforting you while he holds your limp body. “There you go,” he coos softly, “just close your eyes..”

Your vision begins to fade in and out as you sway, you didn’t notice when his grip on you slowly eased up. The rag was no longer covering your face but the chloroform was doing its job. It made a strong wave of dizziness hit you all at once as you felt yourself fall forward. Jungkook didn’t let you hit the ground, however the last thing you heard was his soft whispering.

“What a wicked game you play, to make me feel this way. What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you,” he softly sang.

Your eyes flutter open when a stray beam of sunlight hits you across the face from where you’re lying down. The first thing you notice is the windy breeze coming in through the opened window, the white curtains flowy as they move with the wind. You blink through the confusion and slowly turn your head to examine the rest of the room.

Black bars. You inch forward slowly and grab the black metal, looking up to see the same thing above you. Cage. Your breathing picks up as you begin pulling at the metal, growing more desperate by the second as you shake the cage with such force. “No, no, no,” the tears begin to flow before you can even stop them.

A strong wave of nausea and pain wafts over your tired body, you rub at your head to soothe the headache while rattling the cage handle violently. “Somebody help me..! Please, if you’re there please help me!” You sob out while falling limp, forehead pressed to the metal bars in defeat.

A few minutes of your soft sobs filling the room pass by, you perk up when the door creaks open, “Help me please,” you softly whimper while rolling your head lazily to look at this person. Your vision blurs and you blink a couple of times until Jungkook’s standing tall and clear in your peripheral.

“Might have gone a bit too overboard with the chloroform baby,” Jungkook’s face twists in worry as he squats down to your level in front of the cage, “hey, hey shh, it’s okay baby I’m here.” He reaches out to wipe your tears with his thumb.

You flinch violently and yank yourself back so fast it gives you whiplash, “Don’t fucking touch me,” you spit, “what the hell is the meaning of all this?! Tell me right now Jungkook.” You glare tiredly while curling into your side away from his reach.

Jungkook ignores you and instead pushes a glass of water and some food under the cage opening, “I bet you’re hungry, here it’s been a cool minute actually..was kinda worried you’d never wake up.” He chuckles under his breath, “Go on baby, I made your favorite.” He says as he beckons you closer.

“Jungkook,” you softly whisper, “where am I? What did you do to Seulgi—!” You yelp when the cage rattles as he slams his hand against it violently. His friendly demeanor instantly disappears once Seulgi’s name leaves your mouth.

“I’ve never liked that meddling bitch,” he growls, “she’s the reason this entire thing began and ended the way it did! Seulgi didn’t know how to keep her fuckin’ mouth shut and her head out of our business and look what happened!” He shakes his head, “But if you really must know I already let her go so you can stop asking about her. She was useful for one thing at least...won’t be worrying anytime soon about her running her mouth I bet.” He mutters more to himself.

You let out a breath of relief while sagging, “…I won’t forgive you for this Jungkook,” you softly say, “not this time. I gave you so many chances in the past but you never took me seriously and now look at you. You stooped this low because you couldn’t take no for an answer. When will you understand that I do not want to be with you, EVER.”

“You see that’s where the lying comes in,” Jungkook bitterly smiles, “I know you don’t mean that shit because you had so many chances to run to the police or better yet just ignore me and did you? No, so don’t come to me with that shit that you don’t want me because deep down I know it fucking kills you to say that you do miss me and want us.”

You stay quiet and stare back at him, of course he was right. You’re an enabler, you had so many chances to report him for stalking and harassment but did you? Maybe it was you wanting his attention but in the end you had no one to blame but yourself for indulging him and leading him on.

“When you decide to stop lying to yourself we’ll talk,” Jungkook calmly says while getting up, “drink your water and eat your food, you’ve been out for a day and a half.” He says and leaves you to your devices.

You sit there with a blank expression on your face, and the food continues to sit out all night—untouched.

. . .

Jungkook doesn’t keep you in the cage for too long, in fact he lets you out the next day and shows you around the house. It’s a two story in the middle of the woods—far from the city you presume—Jungkook doesn’t let you wander past the glass doors leading to the outside, he keeps it locked with a keypad like the front door. You can only wander around the house and lay all day as the time flies by.

It’s close to a month when you finally ask him what the date is. “Oh.” You look down at your bowl of oats and stare at it like it’s so much more interesting, “So close to a month?” You mumble more to yourself.

Jungkook hums, “Baby the fruit,” he motions to the plates of fruit he cut up for your acai bowl you wanted to make, “flies are going to get all over the food and it won’t be any good anymore.” He says as he pushes a plate of bananas towards you.

“Thanks.” You smile flatly, “Pass me the strawberries too please.” You don’t know why you’re being civil with him, in fact you kind of don’t know why you just don’t feel anything towards him—no anger, no malice, no nothing. You just kind of go back to how things were when you both were together.

Jungkook holds the plate out for you, his knuckles brush against your hand and a pleasant little shiver runs down your spine. Another thing you’ve been having issues with, you were so fucking touch-starved it was like you were itching for him to touch you. Any form of touch you greedily ate it up, however your pride stopped you from seeking him out. You refused to let him know how much he affected you.

“Thanks.” You softly say while tucking your head and distracting yourself with your acai bowl.

Jungkook smiles lovingly, “You’re welcome baby.” He gently kicks your foot with his, reminding you of your stark size difference, how his long legs easily reached yours. You bit your lip harshly, tasting the metallic tang of blood. You just hope you can hold out for longer.

These days you spend lounging around has definitely given you time to think about things. Maybe you’re fucked in the head too but you knew who exactly Jungkook was. You knew the type of person he was then and you most definitely knew now. From the very beginning you were very self-aware of his tendencies and unhealthy obsession. It was something you kept more to yourself.

When people asked if you noticed how strange he was acting you simply turned the shoulder and played the innocent card. Of course you knew, and you fucking loved it. The only REAL reason why you left was because Jungkook wasn’t listening to you and things were starting to look bad on the both of you, people were talking and you didn’t enjoy looking like the fool whenever people asked if Jungkook was planning on actually staying for his therapy sessions.

You had a thing for wanting all the bad things you shouldn’t want.

And it was too late, you had already fallen in too deep to get out.

“What you cookin?” Jungkook lazily asks as he bends low to hide his face in your shoulder, his arms wrap around your middle as he pulls you back until your back hits his chest.

“Was craving ramen.” You softly reply, the question you had already sitting on the tip of your tongue. Jungkook notices your hesitance but doesn’t comment on it, he only turns his face to kiss the side of your neck with a lazy hum. “I was wondering..” You quietly start, “Do you still..smoke?”

Jungkook pauses, “Yeah why?”

You sigh softly as he begins sucking on your neck, “Wanted to see if you could bring some pre-rolls or something. I don’t know why but my nerves have been all over the place lately and I can’t relax.” You lean your head back on his shoulder with a noncommittal hum.

Jungkook chuckles quietly, “Don’t worry baby, I have some bud stashed away. We can smoke some together right now if you want to?” He sways side to side with you, “How does that sound, hm?” He drops his head on your shoulder once more.

You nod, “Perfect.”

Jungkook has the blunt ready when you both finish eating. He lights it and hands it over to you, “Smoke as much as you want, I’ll roll another one if you finish that one.” He says as he lays back on the couch lazily while scrolling through the selection of movies and shows. You dive right in without hesitation and relax on the couch as you fill the air between you two with clouds of white.

You both pass the blunt back and forth until there’s no more of it left and you’re both staring at the TV with half-lidded eyes. Jungkook has his hands crossed behind his head as he watches whatever tv show he put on. “C’mere baby,” he smacks his lips, “wanna hold you.”

You obey easily, slipping into his lap as you lie down on top of him with your head over his heart. You listen to his heartbeat with a soft sigh, “Do we have cookie dough, wanna make some cookies.” You murmur softly while closing your eyes.

Jungkook grunts, “I think.” He replies, “Maybe, check.” He rubs your back and drops his hand down to your ass, resting it there for comfort as he squeezes your cheek through your velvet shorts.

“I will.. Give me a second.” You reply, Jungkook hums in response and everything goes quiet after that. Soon his little butt pats stop and Jungkook lays there peacefully sleeping under you. Your tired eyes drift over to him and then the front door, you close your eyes and hold your breath. It was now or never. Weed wasn’t nearly enough to make someone completely knock out for sure but you think back to the small pill bottle sitting innocently in the cupboard.

. . .

Jungkook sleepily smacks his lips as his eyelids flutter open, his vision is blurry and it takes a few minutes of blinking for him to adjust to the bright lights. He hears cupboards being slammed, drawers opened and then shut. He makes a noise of confusion and looks over with a confused look, “Baby?” He rasps out.

Your head whips over to him, “You’re awake.” You walk over calmly and hold a glass of water, “Drink.” You hold the cup up to his lips, “You’re gonna need your voice right now.”

“Huh? What for?” He notices his hands are tied behind his back on the chair, he looks down to see ropes tied around his legs as well. He looks back at you with realization coming over his face, “Baby?”

You force the cup into his mouth and make him drink the water, some of it spills out the sides of his mouth as he sputters and coughs. “Now, tell me what the code for the front door is Jungkook.” You stand in front of him with a stony expression.

Jungkook quietly chuckles, “And why exactly would I do that for hm? You think it’s that simple baby, how cute. Now untie me and all is forgotten,” he leans his head back with a long sigh, “C’mon, don’t you wanna go back to cuddling and watching that movie sweetheart? Promise I’ll even make it nice and warm for you.” He smirks devilishly.

You let out a breath of desperation and irritation, “I’m not playing around right now Jungkook. Either you give it to me now or I break through the windows and leave you here tied up.”

Jungkook looks at you with a dopey grin, “Go ahead, the nearest bus stop from here is three hours away. Won’t take long before I find you and bring you home with me baby.” He licks his lips and eyes you up and down, “Though I must say, you’re really doing wonders to me with those little shorts baby.” He purrs.

You close your eyes and count to five, “Fuck you Jungkook.” You whisper out while pacing back and forth in front of him.

“I’m righttttt here, all you gotta do is pull my cock out—” His face whips to the side as you slap him in pure anger, “and sit right on it.” He finishes with a smirk as he looks at you calmly, “Better yet, untie me, it’s the pent up stress right? I’ll give it to you so good if you just untie me baby. We can take it to the bed and have a nice night you and I,” he licks his lips.

You grab the sides of your head as you scream out in frustration, “You make my life a living hell! It’s all your fucking fault I’m like this, I couldn’t sleep for months after I left you and then you appearing out of the blue wasn’t helping me! I would have been one hundred percent better off without you coming into my life at all, you ruined me! I tried Jungkook,” you whisper, “I really did but none of them were you. No one compared, not even Hoseok. They couldn’t give me what I wanted and it’s all your fault,” you grit your teeth and stomp over to straddle him, roughly cupping his face, “so take responsibility.” You hiss.

Jungkook licks his lips as his eyes drop down to your lips and then you, “So take it,” he whispers, “take what you want.”

You stare at him for a few minutes before smashing your lips against his in a rough teeth-clashing kiss. Jungkook moans and leans into the kiss, chasing after your lips as you both roughly move against each other. He hisses when you bite down on his lower lip and tug gently. “Baby—”

“Shut the fuck up.” You glare while reaching below to push his sweats down his thighs and around his knees, “You don’t get to baby me,” you briefly stand to shove your shorts down, “not after all the hell you put me through these months. You have any idea how much I wanted you?” You climb back on to his lap once your panties come off, “No—you don’t.”

Jungkook’s mouth gapes open as he watches you lick your fingers and bring them down between your soft thighs, “So no, you’re not going to take this from me. You’re going to sit there and watch me fuck myself,” he moans loudly when the words leave your lips, “and you’re not going to touch me until I say so. If you try to rush or beg me I’m going to gag you, understood?”

“Yes baby.” He whispers back.

You circle your clit slowly with the tip of your finger to ease some tension you had. Jungkook’s eyes flicker down to watch you as you work your fingers over your clit slowly. You bite your lip to suppress your moan, thighs spreading a tiny bit more around his hips to give him more access.

“I thought about you a lot, you know?” You softly sigh while rolling your hips slowly, “Can’t tell you how many times I fucked myself thinking about you..” You cut off with a loud moan as you pop a finger inside your sopping little cunt.

Jungkook bites down on his lip as he looks up to watch your face closely, “I even imagined it was you whenever I fucked someone else.” You whisper darkly in his ear while pumping your finger in and out, “Hoseok could never, didn’t even compare to your cock.” You bite his earlobe teasingly while reaching down to wrap around his cock with your free hand.

“Fuck baby,” he whines, “let me out, c’mon, I’ll fuck you so good.” He pleads softly.

You squeeze your hand around his throbbing shaft, “What did I say?” You whisper, relishing in his pained moan, “If you’re good for me I’ll let you fuck me..all, night, long.” You peck his cheek. It’s enough for Jungkook to quieten down as he pants softly. You grin in satisfaction and pop your finger out, “Open.” You press against his lips.

Jungkook easily opens his mouth and you slip your finger in, he greedily sucks and swirls his tongue around the wet digit before letting go with a low pop after he cleans your slick off. You giggle quietly and run your thumb over the head of his cock, “Missed your cock baby,” you softly smirk, “missed how well it fills me up, how fat and big it is…just right for me.” You aim the weeping head over your folds, rubbing him back and forth as you smear your slick around.

Jungkook throws his head back, “Yeah?” He breathes out, “Why don’t you slip it in baby? Fuck yourself on my cock, nice and slow.”

You let the tip catch on your hole, prodding at you stubbornly as he threatens to slip inside. “Do me a favor baby..” You whisper, watching his eyes brighten as he perks up, “Shut the fuck up.” You bring him in for a kiss, effectively shutting him up while you press his cock into you.

Your hips raise and slowly inch downwards as you slip his fat cock inside, you moan against his lips as his cock slowly slides inch for inch. You let his cock go and wrap your arms around his neck, holding on for dear life as you slowly come to a halt once you sit down on his lap bottomed out. Jungkook groans low through his teeth, eyes squeezed shut as he shakes from being held back by the ropes.

“Fuck,” you sigh in pleasure while circling your hips, “so good..” You bounce on his cock lightly, the fat of your ass jiggling as you move up and down, side to side. Jungkook’s face twists in pleasure as he leans his head back. You lick your lips and watch him with close eyes, “You like that Jungkookie? Love how tight I feel around you baby?”

“God yes,” Jungkook whispers as he shudders, “love having your little pussy wrapped around my cock. Wanna stay like this forever.” He groans out, “C’mon baby, untie me and I’ll fuck you just the way you deserve. Gonna have you screaming and crying all over my cock.”

You mewl loudly and bounce faster on his lap, the very thought of him fucking you like he’s promsing is tempting you to untie him. But just as quickly as the temptation came, it goes. You end up slamming your hips down until your ass slaps against his thighs loudly, his cock slams deep and hits your g-spot. “Mmm..!” You throw your head back.

Jungkook hisses in pleasure as he mindlessly begs for you to let him go, he alternates between loud moans and slurred words. Your thighs begin to ache rather quickly and your pace begins slowing down. You switch from bouncing to grinding, rocking your hips quickly and in ways that have him gasping for more.

The poor chair begins creaking under the weight of you both, loud squelches fill the room as slick dribbles down your pussy and his cock to his balls. Your mouth falls open in a silent moan as you stop to press down and work your hips in circles of eights. “Oh fuckkk..” You whisper out as your thighs tremble, “Jungkook..!” You squeal as your orgasm takes you by surprise.

Jungkook in that moment manages to untie the knots around his wrists, he pulls you closer on his lap while biting down on your shoulder, “Untie my feet, right now.” He growls, “I played your little game now it’s my turn.”

You mewl shakily and reach down to pull both knots free, he wastes no time in lifting you up as he carries you to the table, bending you over the surface. You gasp in surprise when his hand swoops down to smack you hard across your ass. “Stay still.” He growls as he lines his cock up with your pussy and shoves it in one go.

Your mouth falls open as he begins plowing your pussy like no tomorrow. Jungkook grips your hips tight while smacking his hips into your ass, watching as your cheeks collide with his pelvis. He grunts with effort and reaches down to bring the hem of his shirt up to his mouth, biting it as he holds it up to watch the way his cock disappears into your drenched pussy.

“Jungkook..!” You cry out, “P-Please, ‘s too much,” you drool while gripping the edge of the table.

The table screeches loudly as it shakes from the force of his thrusts. Jungkook reaches around to pinch and rub at your sensitive clit, ignoring your squeals and pained moans. His balls slap against your folds with wet pap sounds, you can tell by the way his pace is stuttering that he’s close to coming too. You purposely clench around him, relishing in the muffled moan he lets out.

He grabs at your hip bones painfully, digging his fingernails in as his hips stutter in their movements. He slams in once, twice, and finally a third until he goes still. His cock throbs and twitches violently as his cum fills you spurt after spurt. He releases a long moan, idly grinding in to milk his cock/orgasm.

“Fuck..” You whisper breathlessly while laying on the table with your cheek against the wood, your eyes glazed over.

Beats of silence pass by until Jungkook’s leaning over to whisper in your ear, “You’re mine baby.” He says while kissing your ear and neck.

You hum quietly and lean into his touch, “I love you.” You softly whisper, no longer against the idea of loving and wanting to be with him. Jungkook hums back, he sounds pleased with your answer as he smooths his hands over your hips. You close your eyes tiredly and lick your dry lips, hearing him utter back to you.

“I love you too baby.”

You drowned out the sounds of the people laughing and cheering in the background. You looked around the brightened room with a smile on your red painted lips, greeting some of the on-goers as they passed by you. Tonight was somewhat of a special night for you—your birthday. All your friends and family surrounded and showered you with endless gifts and praises.

However none were Jungkook.

He was pressed up against your back just laughing and talking with friends, catching up if you will. “Me and y/n decided to work things out you know? We took a last minute trip out of town and rented out a cabin to get away from everything you know?” He said.

You merely smile when they turn to look at you, “We decided to get back together.”

Everyone cheered and congratulated you both, however one person in particular stood back from the others. Seulgi. She hadn't been the same since Jungkook let her go, you can see just how much it affected her seeing him. Although Jungkook swore to you he didn’t harm her physically, the damage was already done mentally.

Seulgi stood far back from the others, eyeing you and Jungkook with both distaste and fear in her eyes. She hadn’t made a move to come talk to you at all, but you didn’t care. If anything you continued on like nothing was happening, like there wasn’t any animosity between you, her, and Jungkook. She knew better.

Jungkook smugly turns to look at Seulgi, raising his glass of wine at her as a toast before taking a sip. He curls his hand right over your tummy, where the tiniest of bumps hides underneath your dress. Seulgi can only turn away, if only they knew just how far Jeon Jungkook was willing to go in the name of love.

If only they knew the secrets you chose to keep..

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