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getitinbusan · 4 years

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Jeongguk and Taehyung

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After hours bar A/U. Threesome, Smut, Angst, Fluff. Taehyung and Jungkook help the boss with her problem 😉

Taehyung wiped the bar down around your sprawling paperwork while Jeongguk restocked the glasses.

"I can't fucking believe how much you guys make in tip money."

You counted out two piles of cash pushing them, hesitantly towards each of them.

It was the end of the night and the three of you were the last of the staff shutting down. Lost in thought the heavy bottle hitting the table brought you back to reality.

"After party?" Jeongguk asked while preemptively scooping ice into his glass.

Putting your hand over one of the tumblers you stopped him.

"She never stays to drink with the staff Jeongguk," Tae threw you a wink.

You moved your hand away.

"Number one, you'd better not be here after hours drinking. Number two, I take it neat."

You tapped the rim encouraging him to pour.

Taehyung had been a Bartender for at least a year but Jeongguk was still fairly new. Having worked in your share of restaurants, you knew the dynamics.

Line cooks wanted Waitresses, Waitresses wanted Bartenders, Bartenders wanted Customers and Chefs were too strung out to care about any of it.

Most nights after the closed sign had flipped the real party would begin. An industry work perk, the missing alcohol, used condoms in the office and smell of pot were often overlooked in exchange for long shitty shifts of kissing pretentious people's asses.

It was obvious why these two were always eager to work. They were young, good looking, and boy could they flirt. Mixing drinks wasn't their strongest skill, schmoozing people for money was.

Since Jeongguk was hired sales had tripled. Paired with Teahyung, the two were show stopping lady killers. The stories you'd heard of their prowess would surely be passed down as legendary tales to all new recruits.

"More," you directed Jeongguk to top you up.

He leaned in close to you over the bar top while Taehyung slouched back on the drink wall.

"Why are you sticking around tonight sweetheart, trouble in paradise?"

Sweetheart? That's why he was so good at his job.

"No Taehyung, the troubles between my thighs."

Jeongguk choked on his scotch not used to you being so candid.

Taehyung laughed, "Isn't that paradise? You know being horny has an easy fix."

You shot back your drink and Jeongguk was quick to refill it. Maybe it was wishful thinking but it felt like he was leaning closer.

"What's wrong Y/N?" he whispered like it was just meant for you to hear.

Taehyung came closer, "Do we need to kick someone's ass?"

You couldn't help but laugh at the thought of Taehyung fighting anyone. Security had saved his hide from jealous husbands on more than one occasion.

"No, I mean...it's just dumb."

"It's not dumb if it's making you upset," Jeongguk's large hand covered yours around the glass you were holding.

You pulled away and buried your face in your hands embarrassed.

"Ughhh…. he can't, or should I say…. won't make me cum, okay?"

They both burst out laughing.

"Awesome, thanks guys I appreciate the sympathy."

Trying to gather some composure, Taehyung asked, "So he's just bad in bed?"

"I wouldn't say bad, he's just not very…. giving."

"So, bad." Jeongguk laughed.

"Yuck it up guys but I haven't had an orgasm that wasn't self induced for the last 7 months."

Taehyung moved in for the kill.

"You should have told us sooner, we'd be more than happy to help alleviate some of your tension."

Your cup still in his hand, Jeongguk poured more. Walking it around to your side of the bar, he tipped it to his lips and shot back a huge gulp before handing it back to you.

Raising it to your lips, his eyes grew darker while watching the amber liquid disappear.

When you'd finished he swiftly moved to connect your mouths. Soft, slow and so good, his wet lips enveloped yours.

Rendered dizzy and speechless, you were left with nothing but the taste of his whisky tipped tongue after he pulled away.

"Better or worse?" he smiled.

"Worse, so much fucking worse. You can't just do that and…"

"And what?" Taehyung questioned with a smirk.

"And stop…" your voice sounded desperate.

"Want us to make it better?"

Taehyung was close behind you, his deep sensual voice sent shivers up your spine.

"Tell us what you want baby," Jeongguk was in front, teasing you with his lips hovering just over yours.

"I want you to make me cum," you panted in desperation, "Both of you."

Hoisting you off your chair Jeongguk set you on the bar top. His lips moved back to yours as Taehyung's hands found their way to your shirt. His large fingers fumbled with the delicate fasteners.

"Just fucking rip it."

Grabbing the edges he quickly pulled it apart, the sound of buttons bouncing off the floor was barely heard over all the heavy breathing.

Sliding it down your arms his mouth moved to the back of your neck. You could feel his lips sucking hard on your skin, sure he was marking you. It felt divine and you couldn't bring yourself to care. If a man could make you feel this good already you were dumping your boyfriend the minute this was over.

Expertly unclasping your bra Jeongguk moaned at the sight of your tits.

"So pretty."

His mouth started back on your lips and patiently made their way down. Your chin, your neck, your chest, your nipples, no part of your skin was untouched by the two men.

"Layback sweetheart."

Taehyung moved to take his turn with your mouth as Jeongguk took off your shoes and tights. Your skirt was still fastened around your waist but was hitched high to allow easy access to your panties.

"Do you always wear sexy panties or were you expecting something tonight?"

Unable to speak, your head was in the clouds. Every touch, every hot breath on your skin sent you reeling.

Leveling his face to your mound Jeongguk dragged his nose across your clit. "Can I take care of you?"

"Fuck please."

You clenched as his fingers hooked around the lace and worked them over your thighs. Depositing your panties into his pocket he found his way back to you.

He explored with his finger first, tracing your folds then dipping it inside you slowly, repeatedly.

"Jeongguk," his name slid out of you in pleasure.

Not one to stand idly, Taehyung used one hand to cup your breast and the other to unzip his pants.

Pulling himself out, he watched for your reaction and wasn't disappointed when your jaw dropped. His cock was huge, long and gerthy, the tip was reddened with arousal.

You gripped his balls in the hand that hung over the backside of the bar. The curls of his shockingly full black bush felt soft against your fingers as you stroked him.

Jeongguk's mouth was heaven on earth. Seven months of pent up sexual frustration was about to be released under the careful guidance of his tongue.

Taehyung rolled your nipple between his fingers, "How do you feel now?"

"So good. Guk you're gonna make me cum, please make me cum.."

Like white light washed over your brain there was nothing but the feeling of pure pleasure. Pulsing around his fingers as his tongue did a final lap you came loud and hard.

You couldn't move it was glorious, the smile on your face felt dumb but you couldn't make it go away.

"Better now?" He asked while kissing you. He knew damn well what the answer was.

You could taste yourself all over him.

"I want you in my mouth, I want to return the favor."

He helped you down and you both awkwardly stood looking at Taehyung.

"Rookies."

Taehyung impatiently directed the scene.

"Jeongguk you're going to sit on the bar, Y/N you'll be standing here sucking him off, ass out over here where I'll be."

You both looked at him in surprise.

"Ok so maybe I've done this before. Can you just fucking trust me."

Quick to take his clothes off, you came face to face with Jeongguk's body for the first time.

Muscles, abs and a trimmed happy trail that led to his gorgeously thick cock. How many words can describe perfection? You just wanted him in your mouth.

He hopped on the bar and pulled you in for a kiss. Your hand falling from his hair to his thighs traveling over the hard muscle until your grip found what you wanted. He moaned as your lips worked their way around him up and down his shaft.

Taehyung stood behind you and lined himself up with your sopping entrance. It was tight and a little uncomfortable but you pushed back wanting him desperately inside you.

Gripping your hips he found his rhythm, his cock filling you as you let Jeongguk occupy your throat.

His hand moved on top of your head but instead of pushing you further onto him he stroked your hair.

"Look at you, so beautiful."

You wanted to please him, to make him feel good, you wanted him to say your name as he came.

"Fuck, I'm sorry...I'm close. I'm gonna cum, you feel too good."

You went harder and stroked faster until you felt the warm explosion in your throat.

"Fuck, that was amazing." He kissed you while Tae continued on with his mission to make you cum.

There was an urgent knocking on the back kitchen door and Taehyung's notifications started going off incessantly.

"Shit, Fuck, I'm sorry baby, I totally forgot I asked some people to come.

Quickly zipping, he left to open the door.

You sat up looking embarrassed trying to quickly gather your clothes.

The ripped blouse hung open barely covering you. Noticing your predicament Jeongguk handed you his button down with a small smile, "You can borrow this, I'll be fine in my t-shirt."

"Thanks, I'm going to go pull myself together in the office and I'll slip out the back."

Leaning in he kissed your cheek, "Goodnight Y/N, I'm sorry we got interrupted."

He was so cute, "It's okay Guk, you gave me exactly what I needed tonight."

You got to the office door unnoticed. The three young women entered in a perfumed stampede.

"There's our other sexy bartender." You watched as they flirted and fawned over him. You felt ridiculous, what a stupid thing you'd just done.

With a knitted brow Jeongguk looked over as you closed the door behind you.

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Successfully dodging them both until Friday nights service it was time to face the inevitable. Running down the features and vip guest list with the staff you made it short and to the point

"Let's have a good shift everybody!"

Jeongguk came over and ran his hand up your arm, "You okay? It feels like you might be avoiding me?"

"It's just been a crazy week, that's all. I mean what we did was totally not something I do, I mean, I'm not like you and Tae. Then I went home and ended my relationship.."

"You broke up with him? Wait, what do you mean like me and Tae? Can we talk in your office for a minute?"

Taehyung came exuberantly bounding over to interrupt, "Are we making plans for a repeat tonight?"

You fumed at him and pointed up the hall, "Get in my office Taehyung." Switching directions you turned, "And Jeongguk, bar, NOW!"

Slamming the door behind you Taehyung laughed, "I see you're still frustrated?"

"You're crossing the line Tae. I don't want you inviting random women here after hours anymore. You should be setting a better example for the newer employees."

He looked at you quizzically,

"New employees? Oh my god you like him don't you?"

Redness creeped over your cheeks, "That's not what we're talking about here."

"Isn't it? Were you jealous those girls showed up last week?"

"What? No, it's just...I can't have you breaking the rules all the time."

"You and I both know I've been breaking the rules since day one and only one things changed, you've got a crush on Guk."

You stared at him in anger and he just smiled at you, god he was infuriating.

"Get your ass out there and do your job okay?"

He opened the door to leave but turned back around. "He didn't stay. He never stays."

"What are you talking about?"

"Last week, Jeongguk. He left about fifteen minutes after you. Said he was tired and needed to get some sleep before his early shift." He grinned with a wink and went to work.

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You watched the clock anxiously, you'd have to leave the office sooner or later.

Just before last call there was a knock at your door. Opening it without approval Jungkook stepped in.

"Do you have a minute?"

"Yeah, come sit down."

"I wanted to return these." He handed you your panties.

"Oh...thanks."

Instead of the chair he sat on the edge of your desk.

"I was just wondering if there was a possibility I could get moved off the bar? I could be a server or do something in the kitchen, maybe if you need help in the office?"

"But why? You're really good at what you do and you make great tip money. I mean, I don't want to lose you so whatever keeps you happy I guess we'll fit you in somewhere."

"It's just...you said something earlier, you said you weren't like me and Tae."

He was looking down, focused on the hole in his jeans. "I met someone and I'd really hate for her to think of me that way."

You put your hand on his thigh covering the hole so he'd finally look up at you.

"I didn't mean it to sound judgy, shit I'm sorry. I don't think it's wrong, it's just I've never had casual sex or been with someone who I don't care about."

Finally looking up at you, barely audible he confessed, "I've never had sex with anyone I didn't care for either."

You weren't sure if you were interpreting his words correctly. Did Jeongguk like you?

Your mouth hung agape as he pulled you up from your chair.

"I dont want after parties with drinks and casual sex. I want to go home after a long shift and make love to my girlfriend."

God that sounded good.

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You came out of the office to find Tae was the only one left. He was surrounded by papers and receipts.

"I thought I'd start doing the end of night, Are you guys sticking around?"

Jeongguk smiled, "I think we're gonna try something new tonight."

Taehyung grinned from ear to ear, "No problem, I can be responsible, I got this."

You rolled your eyes.

"Uh huh, I'd better not find any condoms laying around in the morning."

You'd gotten about 10 steps away before he couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Hey Guk," he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Make sure she cums!"

If you find any enjoyment in this fic I implore you, please fucking comment like or reblog. I'm a needy bitch.

#jungkook smut #taehyung smut #bts smut #bts au #bts fic

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floret1 · 4 years

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FALLEN (SOUL EATER FANFIC): CHAPTER 1

THE PINK ANGEL

An hour later, the bus pulled into a parking lot and I had seen the Death City sign posted in front. A wiggle of hunger stirred in my stomach. I shifted my gaze around, almost surprised the place didn't have a high fence and a locked gate. Even after the events of practically a war months ago.

This was, after all, considered to be full of "troubled" teens.

Oh, I haven't introduced myself.

I'm A.C. Heard of me? Good. You're not suppose to anyways.

Well look. It's not, my thing, to come into this kind of world. Being surrounded by younglings whom pursue to abolish corrupted souls with their fighting abilities and magical Weapon-friends.

Anyways, back to A.C.'s first day.

While walking through the large city, I made it to a strange building with large candles, large skulls, and large spikes coming out of it. I'll give it some of my amazement, I think it's a unique architecture. I made it up the stairs and the front of the school was crowded with more human tee-....Lordie, can you say freaks?

One girl wore nothing but red -- red lipstick, red eye shadow, red pants, and a red long-sleeve shirt. Hadn't Red Riding Hood gone out of style? Where was this girl getting her fashion tips? Hadn't she read that colors are in? Like black is the new red? And then there was a boy near the front of the entrance. He had both his eyebrows pierced. There was even that one girl in the bus, her hair dyed three different colors - pink, lime green, and jet black.

They belonged together for sure. They all wore name tags that said 'Meister' or 'Weapon'.

But even in this supernatural part of the world, the stares started to grow. Not at Red Riding Hood. Not at the member of Big Hero 6. Not even Gajeel Redfox 2.0. Just ole me.

I couldn't blame them really, not everyone has long layered pink hair and blue-ish, grey eyes. But maybe that's not why they were staring at me, maybe my inhuman beauty. And I'm not being narcissistic or anything, it's just natural for my kind.

It grew distantly quiet but I didn't mind or care, I started walking into the entrance of the building and everyone murmured and murmured, getting out of my way. Whistles were heard and mouths dropped just a little, and I rolled my eyes in return.

Inside was like a great big private mansion, made of creamed-colored stone but had a line of red and black here and there. Ivy grew up one wall, and they'd let an OCD gardener have his way with the grounds. Extremely tidy.

I looked down on the map of the building that was in my hands and made it to the Shinigami's "office", called the Death Room.

Peachy.

"Hey kiddo!" The friendly voice was not welcoming in my ears, and the skull-masked creature with a cloak didn't make me laugh.

"Death" appeared as a being covered in a tattered piece of pitch black cloth with many jagged edges, decorated with a cartoony skull mask, which seems to serve the sole purpose of imitating an otherwise absent face—a means of rendering Death more humanoid and thus making him more comfortable for humans (particularly children) to communicate. He also appeared with large, foam gloved hands from his side, in which seemingly materialize.

Those enormously huge hands that could have been used more as weapons, "Good morning!

Welcome to DWMA! Today is the start of our new year, so sorry for the crowded entrance there."

“Hmph.”

"I'm guessing this is a urgent message? Enough to ask me to come to this place." I said. He chuckled a little, but my ears focused on the sound of wheels behind me.

I turned and a scientist (so it seemed) was a tall man, even by sitting on a chair, and had a handsome face. But then again....

He rolled through the long walkway and then collapsed, tripping over a crack. There was a moment of disbelief and Death must have felt the same way. Stitchy here scratched his head and stood up like nothing happened.

"Good morning Lord Death." He said and bowed to the Shinigami, I stared at him and read him like I did to the girl earlier today. Like how you would look at any person really. I looked, and then it happened again.

I call it Index Mode, when I can feel a thrill in my skin. Finding out his ability, his name, and his personality.

His most notable trait was likely the large screw-in bolt going through his head. He often turned this screw, a means to focus his thoughts or as he prepares to attack an opponent.

Another notable detail about Stein's body, as well as his clothes, are their zig-zag stitches. He has sewn stitches all over his body and clothing; even his house is covered in stitches. His most notable piece of clothing is his doctor's lab coat. He is also surprisingly well built for a man his age, due to a large portion of his time being devoted to combat training.

"Dr. Stein." I said and nodded, signaling a hello.

He looked at me with a mischievous smile, "So this is the special new student. I'm only able to see the personality and wavelength of one's soul."

"Did I miss something here?" I said and felt threatened by his conning, but the Shinigami laughed and no surprise there.

"Oh yes! We haven't made a deal did we?" He said childishly.

“Urgh, Shingamis are unbelievable.”

I rolled my eyes. "Yes. We did make one. I come here to help out with this new situation you're having and I get the benefit of having all the souls I need to hunt and eat." I said in my steely voice.

"Oh yeah!" He said and I face-palmed, "But to legally fulfill your desires, you must become a DWMA student." He said.

I sighed and crossed my arms, "Fine." I said, the Shinigami handed me a list and a rule book immediately after my approval.

"We got rules here that requires uniforms. Shibunsen has a huge variety of uniforms, you know? We let you mix and match any top or bottom, even mixing your casual clothes. Just as long as you have the DWMA emblem on you." He chuckles, "Sorry, but I guess you'll have to do school again. Well, if you ever have...haha!" He laughed quite barbarically, but I rolled my eyes in response. What else could I say to a no-brainer Death God. "Oh, and there's one more thing- "

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Maka’s POV—

"Soul! Come on!"

“Stupid guy! He's always slacking off and can't keep up! Urgh!!!!!!”

"We're going to be late!" I exclaimed.

He regarded me calmly and silent like always. Sometimes he can be like a dark shadow come to life. Reserved yet aloof.

We made it up the stairs and all the freshman students were scurrying up and around.

"Newbies." Soul said with a grin, I grinned with him too.

"It was only a year ago, we were freshmans too." I said, feeling nostalgic.

With the city rebuilt and in order, I guess things are a whole lot better now.

"Yahoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Look at me my future slaves! I'm going to surpass God cause I'm the one and only star...Black Star!!! MUWAHAHAHA!!!!"

A hard slap on my forehead was an effort to wake myself from believing that Black Star was up on the spikes, again.

"G-good morning Maka-chan." Tsubaki came up to me while scratching the back of her head, embarrassed about her master, "He's going at it again." She gasped when we heard a large crack.

"BLACK STAR!" Tsubaki, worried for him as always and ran towards him

"Falling off the spikes again. Nothing changed..." I said, Soul snickered and laughed a little.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!?!" Kid came into the scene and was pestering with Black Star.

"Come on Soul." I said, he wasn't behind me and was joining Black Star. "Soul?! Guys!!" I stomped on the ground with frustration, "Urgh!!!"

I was ready hit someone with my textbook, but I felt a finger tap on my shoulder and I quickly turned around, Crona looked very nervous and held onto his arm.

Author Note: *rolling eyes* YES. I'm going to make Crona a boy!

"Crona! Ready for your sophomore year?" He smiles and nods as usual, but because of this year's new rule of uniforms, he wore tight pants and the boy's collar shirt and jacket. "You look great!" I exclaimed and gave him a smile, he blushed and smiled back. I rubbed his head and patted his back, he can be really cute at times.

"Hey guys. What's everyone getting all wild about? They're murmuring to each other." Liz pointed out.

"Maybe about my awesomeness!!" Black Star started leaping.

"Maybe your stupidity." I muttered.

"Shut up!" He said and pouted.

"Have you guys heard! There's a hot chick that came around this morning!" We heard someone exclaim.

"A new girl?" Soul said.

"What?! Someone is taking my spotlight!!" Black Star said.

I thought for a minute and rubbed my chin, “A new student huh?”

"9:30 A.M.: Meister and Weapon". I wrote on my planner while sitting on my row of Dr. Stein's classroom.

"Hey Soul, I wonder if that new girl is in our class." I said putting down my pen, I turned and he wasn't listening. I sighed and took out my ultimate-weapon-of-waking-up-idiots. "Maka Chop!!!" I strategically slammed my large, green book onto his head. Leaving it sizzling.

"Ow!!!! That hurts!" He said, I stuck my tongue out to make fun of him.

"Did you hear me or what?" I said, he fell onto his palm and lazily leaned on the table.

"Yeah yeah. Who knows?" He was uninterested, and did a terrible job of acting like he was paying attention.

"Have you seen the Pink Angel yet?" Some kid said.

"No, but I heard she's a sophomore! So she might be in our class!"

Some girls and boys kept talking about the new girl and made me curious.

"I haven't heard the students gossip so much since Kid's arrival." Tsubaki whispers.

"WHY WONT ANYONE TALK ABOUT ME?!" Black Star exclaims.

"Cause no one wants to." We all said in unison.

The door opens and Dr. Stein comes into the room, no one ever talks while he comes in cause, well, he's a nut-job.

"Morning class." He said with boredom and swivels on his chair with his usual, slump posture. I looked around and I didn't see anyone out of particular. New kids obviously, but not the description everyone talked about.

"Stein Sensei?" I rose my hand but he flicked his hand up first.

"I know you guys are dying to know about the new sophomore student, as I heard she already has a nickname. But she's not in this class and I don't want to hear anything else about it in front of me. This is class, not a social gossip club."

I immediately placed my hand down and everyone murmurs, “That's weird, she's a sophomore but not in this class? Doesn't she have a partner?”

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Soul Eater POV--

"Come on Soul, it's lunch now." Maka orders me again, and I nodded and lifted my head up off the table.

"Alright-alright." I placed each hand in my pockets and walked behind Maka. She walked happily across the hallway with Black Star, Tsubaki, Kid, Lizzy, Patty, and Crona.

She was, what I call....her "temporary" good mood. She was in her favorite place in the world: class.

"I'll meet you guys later." I said, moving myself to a different hallway.

"Where's he going?" I was still able to hear Black Star because of his projectile voice.

"To the music room." Maka said and their footsteps died down.

Maka and I can't afford a piano back at the apartment, or have enough room, but whatever. I sighed and scratched the back of my head.

Music room was written lazily on the black, foggy glass door and I stopped walking when I heard a violin coming out of the room. Yeah, a violin.

It was unusual for someone to be in there, the room was vacant and I was the only who had a key to it. But I heard a violinist without an accompanist, her tone was dark and light at the same time and was actually soothing into my ears. With strong chords and a lot of minors, it was intense music with a lot of intention.

I couldn't help but lean my back agianst the door, closing my eyes. My fingers couldn't help but tap rhythms on my lap and my mind imagined a perfect piano part for the piece. I had the urge to go inside and see who was playing, but I also didn't want the music to stop.

But what the heck, I'll go in quietly.

I opened the door slowly and peeked inside the room, the song perfectly finished and the last chord echoes. Huh, it was over. Might as well see who was playing.

"Hellooooo?" I called out. When the door was completely open, I jolted back with fear as something was thrown towards me, aimed just a few inches away from my skin.

"Shit!" I turned around and a violin bow was pierced against the wall. Like a arrow, it kept vibrating from the force.

"What the hell man?!" But there was no one in front of me, or in the room.

The lights weren't on and the room look untouched, it was like no one was here.

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