#catboy!yoongi

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[namjoonpeachsblog]

Yoongi's pretty black cat 🥰

[wlwminyoonji]

whoever edited this episode of suchwita I will buy you the drink of your choice anytime anyplace. I love you I hope you're having a fantastic day

[yngles]

❝ [sloppy] ❞

↳ “how bts like to get fucked”

↳ boypussy!bts x reader

↳ dom!reader, sub!bts, (kinda) implied poly!ot7, reader isn’t gendered but has a dick, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, squirting, dacryphilia, praise kink, degradation/slut shaming (consensual dw), breeding kink, daddy kink (r. receiving), pet play, mentions of bondage, lmk if i’m missing anything <3

↳ don’t know if anyone else fucks with bp bangtan… but i know i do!! also catboy yoongi is sooo hot to me - rory

❝ [kim seokjin] ¡! ❞

↳ seokjin will take you in any way you could think of. this man loves getting fucked more than anything in the world, so feel free to bend him over whenever you want. but he especially loves when you have him ride your cock, making him do all the work without you even lifting a finger. although jin is the #1 pillow princess, he can’t help but enjoy it when you punish him by making him seek his own pleasure without your help.

“what do you need, jinnie?” you can see how your words make him shiver from where he is sat in your lap. “please want your cock. i’ve been waiting for days!” his eyes are getting more teary the longer you make him wait. “i know you have been, sweetheart, i can feel you dripping through your panties.” he gasps, hips slightly shifting to gratify the pent up need radiating through his body. seokjin lets out small whines at the feeling of your cock rubbing against his clothed pussy. your hands come to rest on his hips to stop his movements, making him cry out, tears finally leaving his eyes as he pathetically pushes against your hands to let him move again. “if you want my cock, you can get it yourself.” once he hears your statement, jin is immediately scrambling to pull down both of your underwear and sliding down onto your dick. his slick walls easily suck you deeper as he rests his hands on your shoulders to help keep himself up right. he sits still for a moment, beautifully empaled of your cock, only to be startled back to reality when you place a sharp smack on his ass. “thought you wanted it bad, jinnie, what’s taking you so long?”

❝ [min yoongi] ¡! ❞

↳ yoongi likes it best when you take him from behind. holding himself up on his hands and knees, back arched as you pound in and out of his messy cunt. he loves it when you play into his fantasy, turning your little kitty into a bitch in heat. yoongi wants you to put a collar on him and place cute cat ears on his head, maybe even push a tail buttplug up his back hole. if he gets deep enough into his headspace he’ll start meowing, which makes you start fucking into him at a feral pace while you pump him full of your seed.

all that was heard throughout the dorm was the sound of skin on skin and the wet noise of slick being pushed out of yoongi’s hole. every time you hit his special spot, he would let out a string of meows which only encouraged you to fuck him harder. “does it feel good, kitty?” “meeoow~” was all he responded with, not being able to communicate with words once he got this far into his own head. “want me to fill you up with my pups? gonna knock you up just like you’ve been begging for, kitten.” your vulgar language causes the man’s arms to give out, making him fall face first into the mattress, the cat ears sliding further down into his disheveled hair. you reach your arm under his torso and force him to arch his back more, causing him to fuck your cock deeper into his soaking pussy. the wet sounds made by your ongoing thrusts cause yoongi to cry out, clenching around your dick as he gets closer to his climax. you groan at the feeling and finally fill him up, making him whine and cry as his greedy pussy sucks up every last drop.

❝ [jung hoseok] ¡! ❞

↳ hobi is a slut for seeing your face. any position where he can look at you while you fuck him will make him come very quickly. he loves when you put his legs over your shoulders while you fuck into him, the angle shooting pleasure straight to his core. he’s so loud in bed, unable to stop himself from screaming out when you hit the right spot inside him. he doesn’t even care if his members hear the noises he lets out, wanting them to know that he’s getting fucked by you so well.

“oh myyyy godd!!” hoseok’s screams reverberate around the room as you continue to piston into him at and incredible speed. each time you thrust into him his body goes flying against the headboard, legs flailing from where they are stationed around your shoulders. “that’s it, seok-ah. let everyone know how good i’m fucking you. bet they’re rubbing themselves to the sound of your moans.” your words have his legs trembling and his hands grasping at your arms, which are placed on his hips to keep him in place. “please! please i need it so bad!” hoseok cries out, the amount of cream caking at the base of your dick increasing after each thrust. “i’ll give you whatever you need, baby.” as you finish your sentence, he meets your eyes and you can feel the way he tightens at the intimate connection. your increasing speed causes immense pressure in his pussy, causing him to squirt around you. the liquid soaks both of your stomachs and makes the slide of your cock into his overstimulated pussy much smoother.

❝ [kim namjoon] ¡! ❞

↳ joon likes to get fucked laying on his bed with his legs wrapped around your waist. it’s so relaxing for him to have the ability to sit back and be taken care of. he enjoys you fucking him at a fast but gentle pace, relishing in the feeling of your cock sliding in and out of his walls. joon absolutely loves when you come inside of him but he doesn’t mind if you pull out and nut all over his thighs and tummy.

“taking me so well, joonie” “thank you, thank you- i love it so much. fucking me so good~” he replies, eyes struggling to focus on yours as you continue to thrust inside of him. “are you close, baby? i can feel you getting tighter around me.” your words makes his eyes roll back into his head and his mouth fall open in a silent moan. “gonna come! please can i come?” you lean down to suck on his neck as he keeps begging for release. you reach you hand between your two bodies, quickly rubbing his clit to bring him closer to the edge. “of course you can, baby. want you to come all over my cock.” at your words, he flings his head back against the pillows and allows the pleasure to overtake him. he releases his juices around you, soaking your hand and the bed sheets beneath you. “such a good boy, gonna come inside you now. i know you want it, baby.”

❝ [park jimin] ¡! ❞

↳ jimin really loves riding you, goes crazy at the thought of being able to take your dick however he wants. he especially likes reverse cowgirl, he loves twerking on your cock to hear you groan and give him a good slap on his cheeks. the sting only helps to keep him going, riding you harder once he knows that you are enjoying the view. another fan of creampies, he doesn’t like to let any of your come go to waste. if it slides out once you’re done with him, he’ll scoop it up with his fingers and shove it back inside.

jimin turns away from you, straddling your hips and lining himself up with your large cock. he is always excited when he’s able to take you inside him, no matter how long it’s been since it last happened. once he slides down to the hilt he looks back at you, only to find you staring straight at his butt. “i can never get enough of your fat ass, min. you always look so fucking good taking me.” you end your statement by gripping both of his asscheeks in your palms. jimin whines at once the possessive feeling of your hands on him disappears, leaning forward slightly and shaking his ass on your cock, listening to the sound of it clapping against your skin echo around the sweaty room. you groan at the sight and plant your feet against the bed, bucking your cock deep into jimin’s waiting pussy. he knows that by the end of the night he’ll be full of your seed and that satisfies him enough to let you set the pace, grasping the skin of your thighs in his small hands. “that’s it daddy, jiminie loves your dick so much.”

❝ [kim taehyung] ¡! ❞

↳ taehyung likes to be held while you’re having sex. whether that be you holding him tight to your chest while you gently thrust into him on the bed, or pining him against the wall as you claim his pussy for your own pleasure. as you go between the different scenarios, tae has his preferences of how he likes to be treated and addressed. if you’re slowly making love to him on your shared bed, he likes when you praise him and tell him how well he’s taking you. on the other hand, he loves when you call him a dirty whore when you are fucking him so fast he can barely comprehend what’s going on. as long as you give him proper aftercare, he’s happy.

“how do you want it tonight, taetae?” you gaze down at your sub from where he’s seated on the couch. “want to feel it. please.” he looks at you with puppy eyes and a pout that you would never be able to resist in a million years. “of course, jagiya. you know i’ll always give it to you however you want.” you lean down to scoop him into your arms, his legs automatically wrapping around your waist and his arms circling your neck. you carry him through the hallway, unable to focus on your steps as he sucks on your neck. you come to a stop outside his bedroom door, pushing him against the wall, unable to resist the urge to take him any longer. you shove your pants down and push his panties to the side, inserting your cock into his waiting hole and setting an overwhelming pace. taehyung throws his head back against the wall as you push into him and whisper dirty things into his ear. he comes alarmingly quick due to the amount of stimulation you were providing him with, you following shortly behind him, pulling out to come across his stomach. as you come down from your highs, you hear the door open down the hall and a voice ring out, “can we join next time?” you laugh at the request, knowing tonight is gonna be long for both you and taehyung.

❝ [jeon jungkook] ¡! ❞

↳ one of jungkook’s biggest kinks is bondage. he loves the feeling of being restricted and not having the ability to touch you. it makes him incredibly wet that you are able to do whatever you want to him and he can’t do anything to stop you. he likes when you tie his hands behind his back and fuck him doggy style, having to shove his face into the pillows to quite his screams. he also loves having you eat him out before fucking him because it gets him nice and ready to take your fat cock, but also it turns him on so much seeing you not be able to resist yourself when your face is shoved in his cunt.

“yes!! fuck me with your tongue! feels so good… i don’t know if i can wait any longer.” as soon as jungkook says that, you remove your face from his pussy, grabbing his hair to pull his back flush to your chest. “you’re not going to come until i’m fucking you with my cock. do you understand?” he immediately nods at your words, grinding his ass against your bulge as he tries to get you to put your dick in him. “words, guk.” “yes! yes! i understand! i promise i won’t come until you tell me to!” you let out a satisfied groan at his words, shoving his legs apart to line your cock up with his entrance. as you push in, jungkook can’t help but scream into the sheets beneath him, the pleasure in his core building up as you bottom out.

[hoseokhasmyheartxx]

41 - Yoongi 😏🤭💜

Love So Loud | MYG

*Pairing: Yoongi x gn!Reader

*Word Count: 2k

*Genre: established relationship, fluff, bit of angst, idol au

*Warnings: no warnings really on this one, but still, MINORS DNI. 18+. alcohol consumption, non-sexual shared shower, bit of crying, Yoongi is just super soft in this one ok?

*Summary: Yoongi returns home from his stateside solo tour, and all you want to do is take care of him.

*A/N: i got hit with an intense desire for someone to be at home waiting for catboy when he gets home from his tour, and this is what happened. thanks for requesting this! sorry it took so long to get to. I hope you enjoy it!

Prompt from this post!

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“Yoongs!” you shrieked, overjoyed as you threw yourself into the open arms of your boyfriend.

Wrapping your arms around him, you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck, inhaling his vanilla and grapefruit scented cologne. You felt his big hands against your back, heard him sigh against the side of your head as he enveloped you in one of the most comforting hugs you’d ever received.

Four weeks wasn’t very long for the two of you to be apart. But Yoongi’s schedule had been so hectic the entire month he’d been in the States, you’d barely gotten to talk since he left. You’d followed the news and updates of his tour, so you knew what a success it had been (which didn’t surprise you at all). You’d watched as fans across the country were amazed by his performances, astounded by his energy every night. But now that he was home, in his comfort zone, with you… it was an entirely different story.

“I made you your favorites. I hope you’re hungry,” you said as you finally let go of him. He smiled down at you, his long hair falling in front of his face before he had the chance to push it back. It seemed like it had gotten longer since you last saw him. You reached up to tuck his hair behind one ear, hand resting on his neck as you finished.

“You’re so good to me. I don’t deserve you,” Yoongi replied with a small smile, holding onto your wrist as he leaned down to kiss you. You melted into him, his soft lips touching yours once, twice, three times before he pulled away.

You shook your head, responding with, “Don’t be dumb. Of course you do. I love you.”

Yoongi’s eyes lit up as he replied, “Me too,” following you into the kitchen of his lavish apartment, hand holding yours tightly.

As soon as Yoongi had sent you his flight details, you’d gotten to work. You’d gone shopping for his favorite foods to cook for him, his favorite whiskey so he could relax after his trip back home. You had the key code to his apartment, and you’d let yourself in about an hour before he was due to land, so you’d have time to prep everything before he got home. You’d even tidied up a bit while things were cooking, since a little dust had started to settle on some of the surfaces around the apartment.

“Sit,” you commanded, pointing at the bar stools positioned at the kitchen island. You poured a glass of the whiskey you’d brought, setting it down in front of him as he plopped onto one of the stools. He shot you a small smile as he brought the glass to his lips, sipping from it slowly.

You reached for your serving tools, adding meat and japchae to two plates. As you did so, your mind wandered, hoping that your boyfriend would have the energy to tell you what was wrong. You could sense there was something going on with him from the minute he’d walked in the door, and all you wanted was for him to be comfortable enough to confide in you about it. Sure, he could just be tired, worn out from his month of touring, but you knew him better than that.

Placing both of your plates down on the kitchen island, you sat on the stool next to his. The two of you settled into a comfortable silence, the scrape of chopsticks on plates and the occasional thump of glass hitting granite the only sounds around you.

Yoongi let out a satisfied sigh as he placed his chopsticks on his plate, having finished his food before you. You glanced over at him, waiting for him to say something, anything.

“You okay?” you asked, tilting your head slightly as you looked at him.

He sighed again, taking a few deep breaths, still not speaking. His eyes were bloodshot, brows furrowed, lips in a straight line. You studied him, not wanting to pry, but you couldn’t help but worry.

“I’m just… so tired. Profoundly exhausted. You did all of this for me, and I have no energy to do anything for you,” he finally said. “I’ve been gone for a whole month and I can’t even show you how much I missed you.”

Your eyes widened, finally understanding where his thoughts were. Yoongi’s love language was acts of service. You’d known that since your first date over a year ago, when he’d cooked you your favorite foods in this same kitchen and refused to allow you to lift a finger to help him. Now, you watched him, his head hanging low, with a sad smile on your face. Sometimes you hated the way the world made him feel, like he always owed someone something.

“Yoongi.. I don’t need anything from you. I did this because I wanted to, not because I expected something in return. I just want to take care of you tonight,” you answered, gently touching the back of his hand with your fingertips.

He flipped his hand over, enclosing your tiny hand in his large one, and brought it to his lips. Kissing your knuckles one by one, you felt your heart swell. Yoongi wasn’t always great with words, but he showed his love in other ways, so quietly, yet so loudly. You took your hand from his grasp and stood, taking both of your plates to the sink. Returning to the island where Yoongi still sat, you ran your fingers gently through his hair, placing a soft kiss to the top of his head.

“Come. Let’s shower,” you prodded, tugging on his hoodie. He nodded, following you silently into his bedroom. Grabbing towels and pajamas for the both of you, you entered the master bathroom, closing the door behind you with a loud click. You watched as Yoongi turned on the water, fiddling with the shower knobs until it reached the temperature he wanted. He reached behind his head, grabbing the neckline of his hoodie and pulling it and his shirt off at the same time, sweats coming off next. You undressed next to him and followed him, stepping into the large shower, closing the glass door behind you.

Yoongi stood under the stream of water, letting it run down his shoulders and back before tipping his head back, running his hands through his hair to get all the strands wet. He reached for his shampoo, but you beat him to it.

“I told you, I’m here to take care of you tonight,” you responded as he gave you a questioning look. Pumping a few squirts of his shampoo into your palm, you tapped his shoulder, gesturing for him to move out from under the water and turn around. As he did so, you reached up and began lathering the soap into his hair. You gently scratched your fingernails into his scalp, massaging his head, making sure to get all of his hair clean. You tapped his shoulder again, and he silently turned to rinse his hair. As he did, you grabbed his washcloth and added his favorite citrus body wash to it, waiting for him to finish.

“Turn around,” you directed him. Yoongi turned, his back to you, and you began slowly rubbing the cloth over his shoulders. He leaned his forearms on the shower wall, resting his forehead on his hands, as you continued washing his shoulders and back. As you gently scrubbed, you noticed that his breathing had become labored and shaky. Your hand slowed, but never left his back.

“Hey.. Yoongs?” you tried, hesitant. You took a step closer to him, standing at his left side with your hand still resting on his lower back. He turned his head to the side, wet strands of hair sticking to his cheek and neck. He glanced up at you, a few stray tears falling from the corner of his eye. You squeezed the meat of his lower back, stepping closer until your whole torso was touching him. You wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your cheek on his shoulder blade.

“No one has ever taken care of me the way you do.”

Your breath hitched. It wasn’t often that Yoongi expressed his feelings like this. He tended to be the most vulnerable when you were in the shower together, stripped bare, nothing between you. But still, the few times he had really opened up to you, it took you by surprise. You knew by now that staying quiet, letting him get out whatever he had to say, was the best course of action, and he’d thank you for it later.

“I just— I feel like I don’t tell you enough how much I appreciate you. All of this? You, cooking for me, washing my hair.. I see it. I see you, and I love you. I love you, ____. More than I could ever put into words. And I hope you never forget that,” Yoongi finished, voice shaky, tears flowing more freely now that he had allowed himself to really open up to you for the first time in months.

You kissed his shoulder blade, squeezing his waist tighter. You sighed, then responded, “I love you. You don’t have to be strong all the time. It’s perfectly okay for you to need someone; that’s what I’m here for.” You kissed his cheek, the two of you moving then to finish showering quickly.

You dried yourselves and dressed wordlessly, Yoongi changing into a pair of black sweats with no shirt, you having picked an oversized t-shirt of his from his closet to wear. After dressing, you brushed your teeth and washed your faces, then exited the bathroom into his large master suite. You climbed onto the middle of his king size bed, patting the space in front of you. Yoongi padded his way over to the bed and sat down, legs hanging off the side. You tugged his arm and he scooted back, resting cross-legged in front of you.

You sat up on your knees, beginning to massage his shoulders gently. He dropped his head down, relaxing into the feeling. As you continued, you gradually upped the pressure, finding knots as you went. Every once in a while, Yoongi would groan when you hit a particularly sore spot, but for the most part, he stayed quiet. You’d worked your way halfway down his back when you realized he hadn’t made a sound in quite a while.

“Baby?” you whispered, giggling as you realized he’d fallen asleep sitting up. You tapped his shoulder gently, and he stirred.

“Hmm? Oh.. sorry. I’m so— so tired,” he said, words slurring through his half-asleep state.

You ran your hands over his shoulders and lifted yourself to gently press a kiss to his cheek.

“C’mon, you need some sleep,” you said, gesturing to the pillows behind you. Yoongi moved with no resistance, the two of you settling in under his large down comforter.

As you got comfortable on your side, Yoongi pushed himself all the way against you, molding his body to yours. Wrapping his arms around you snugly, he nuzzled his face into your back, his warm breath seeping through the fabric of the shirt you’d stolen from him.

“Thank you,” he whispered, squeezing you tight in a back hug.

“I’m always here to take care of you, Yoongs,” you whispered back, gripping his forearm with your hand to return his hug.

Within minutes, Yoongi was fast asleep, quiet snores escaping his lips. You drifted off right behind him, at peace in his strong embrace. You knew that, no matter how the world made him feel, you’d always be there to pick him back up, to help him stand on his own two feet again if he let you. He knew that, no matter how much he closed himself off, you’d always be the one person he’d let in, the one person who would love him despite everything.

He slept peacefully, finally home.

[ugh-yoongi]

Hi! For the Valentine’s Day drabble I was thinking there’s an office Valentine’s Day party and namjoon and y/n are both single but somehow they end up hooking up in a broom closet. 😭😭

boy oh boy was i glad to get an excuse to write some namjoon porn after this whirlwind of a day! mr. shows up to the office 15 minutes late with starbucks a giant ass hickey on his neck thinking his coworkers wouldn't notice....... hoe behavior.

this is rushed bc i've had brainworms since yoongi's tour announcement, my bad! unedited again bc we die like men.

pairing: namjoon x f. reader

genre: pwp, crack/humor, office au

rating: explicit. minors dni.

warnings: swearing, catboy yoongi agenda, taehyung is a menace, mentions of drug use (weed), reader wears a dress and is a bit of a brat, one (1) spank, fingering, protected sex in an office closet.

wordcount: 1.2k

not taking anymore drabble requests, but feel free to come yell at me about how unhinged this week has been in bts world

(The party had been Taehyung’s idea.

A nice way to break up the afternoon, he’d said, because it wasn’t like Q1 was already slow as it was; wasn’t like you spent most of your workday typing gibberish into empty Word documents to appear busy. Point is: there was no soulless office monotony to break up, Seokjin just hadn’t felt like arguing, so he’d signed off on the Valentine’s Day party without even reading Taehyung’s harebrained proposal.)

“There’s a chocolate fountain in the cafeteria,” Yoongi says, voice bordering on stunned disbelief as he drops into his cubicle next to yours. “It has edible glitter in it.”

“Yeah,” you retort, because there certainly is a chocolate fountain with edible glitter in it in the cafeteria and Seokjin had signed off on it without sparing a second to think. “Taehyung’s idea.”

Yoongi scoffs. “Were the heart-shaped bath bombs his idea too?”

“Haven’t seen those. Where’d he put them?”

“In the toilets. He’s gonna ruin the plumbing. Seokjin’s gonna throw a fucking fit, and we’re accounting, so he’s gonna make it our problem.” Yoongi groans. Plonks his head down on his desk. “I bet he’s gonna cut the Cat Fridays budget to cover the cost.”

“Oh no,” you intone, “not Cat Fridays.”

Yoongi picks his head up only to glare at you. “Fuck off. Some of us need the stress relief.”

“So grow up and smoke weed like an adult, Yoongi.”

“I have asthma, you fucking prick—”

Yoongi’s tirade—which you’re sure was going to be effective and logical and would not, at all, devolve into baseless name-calling—is interrupted by Taehyung, who appears behind you out of nowhere and sprinkles confetti over your and Yoongi’s desks. “Surprise! Party time!”

“Taehyung, I swear to fuck—”

But then Taehyung’s gone, the copious amounts of heart-shaped confetti the only proof he’d been there at all. Your desk neighbor looks murderous, but the lure of the chocolate fountain is strong, especially when there’s little tea cakes, too, so it’s not really a surprise that he nearly bulldozes you into the wall to get there first.

It’s not that you hate Valentine’s Day. You don’t even dislike it, because you actually like those chalky conversation hearts so everyone offloads them onto you, it’s just a little hard to focus when Kim Namjoon strolls in wearing a silk shirt with the top button undone. It’s doubly hard to focus when Jeongguk zeroes in on him immediately, and goes, “What is that?”

You pretend not to hear it, because they can’t suspect you if you don’t react, and a reaction is exactly what Jeongguk is looking for.

“What is what,” Namjoon replies, sounding as nonplussed as ever. You’d buy it, if you didn’t know him as well as you do, but because you do, you know it’s a farce. Any second now he’s going to crack. Sooner, if anyone presses him on it.

You hear someone click their tongue. Maybe Jeongguk, but you aren’t turning around to check. You can already feel how warm your cheeks are; there’s no way you’d be able to hide it.

“That thing on your neck.” Oh, god, that’s Jimin’s voice.

Namjoon chuckles. Acts like this entire conversation is beneath him, and that’s definitely doing something for you. Definitely has you squeezing your thighs together as you stand next to the stupid chocolate fountain, trying to eavesdrop over the mechanical whirring. “I got hurt at the gym last night.”

“The gym,” Jimin repeats, and it’s clear he doesn’t buy it. “And what were you doing at the gym that resulted in a neck injury? You just said the other day you haven’t been working out much.”

“CrossFit.”

“Wait, I’m confused. Were you doing CrossFit or were you at the gym?”

“He was doing CrossFit at the gym. He just said that—”

“No he wasn’t,” Jeongguk argues. “That’s like saying you were doing gym at the gym, it doesn’t make sense—”

You roll your lips to keep from laughing. Look up at seemingly the perfect time, because Namjoon’s already looking at you, gaze all but saying, see what you did? And, yeah, you do—you can see it loud and clear, all the way from the other side of the room, because that dark bruise on his neck is courtesy of you. Roughly three days old, given in the dark of his bedroom after company drinks on Friday.

So you tamper your embarrassment. Shrug a little. Dip a strawberry into Taehyung’s ridiculous chocolate fountain with the edible glitter and stare as you bring it to your mouth, wrap your lips around it. Jimin and Jeongguk are still arguing, and Namjoon is just watching, corners of his mouth quirked up infinitesimally.

Then he gestures to the hallway.

Mouths meet me there.

And you know what that means.

It’s frenzied and hurried from the start. Namjoon’s everywhere and nowhere at once—skimming, pinching, grabbing at every inch of skin he can get his hands on before they disappear, move onto someplace else. “This is gonna have to be quick,” he says, already breathless, and you can’t help but roll your eyes.

“No shit.”

That earns you a smack on the ass. “Keep this out of the way,” he says, pushing your dress up and over your hips. “See, this is the reason I told you no marks.”

There’s a riposte on the tip of your tongue, something obvious like you weren’t complaining when I was giving it to you, and Namjoon must know this because he pulls your underwear to the side and sinks two fingers into your cunt. Embarrassing, how seamless the slide is; how there’s no friction, just his large fingers pressing insistently on your g-spot.

He groans. Aborts the sound halfway so he doesn’t get the two of you caught. “Love how you’re always so wet for me.”

“Not you,” you retort. “Got really excited about the chocolate fountain.” You can’t see him, considering he’s got you bent over at the waist, but you know he’s rolling his eyes.

“I shouldn’t fuck you at all, since you wanna be a brat.”

“Yeah, I think HR would be inclined to agree—”

He cuts you off with another swat to your ass. Stops touching you only as long as it takes to roll on a condom, and then he’s pressing inside. It’s all heat: Namjoon rolling his hips at a steady pace, careful to be quiet; his fingers immediately moving to rub at your clit, because this definitely has to be quick; him whispering pure filth in that deep voice of his.

You’re teetering on the edge of the quickest orgasm of all time when your blurt out, “Is Yoongi allergic to cats?”

Namjoon just groans again. Pure annoyance. Plays along. Says, “I don’t know, why?”

“Be-because he said he can’t—fuck—smoke weed because he ha-has asthma, but he’s really—oh fuck, I’m gonna come—really scared Seokjin’s gonna—fuuuuuuck—gonna get rid of Cat Fridays.”

Namjoon thrusts harder, reaches deeper. “Will you just shut up and come? Who cares about Yoongi right now—”

Then, because both Yoongi and the universe hate you, there’s a knock on the door. “Really weird you two are in there talking about me while you’re fucking.”

And Namjoon must have some kind of voyeurism kink he hasn’t told you about, because he moans low and spills into the condom.

[bonny-kookoo]

I vaguely remember having read something you wrote about Yoongi in the Intrinsic world, but can't find it, if it wasn't just a dream could you link it please?

Thank you in advance! 😘

Alright, On the Yoongi catboy-alien Menu we have:

Main course, aka longest drabble

Snack, what would yoongi have done with pudgy?

Dessert, Yoongi biting MC on accident

That's all we have. Intrinsic Yoongi didn't get much attention yet haha

[yoongisleftshoulder]

BTS Reacts: Another Member Walks in On Them and Their S/O (NSFW) 18+

Seokjin:

Jinny would be falling apart on the inside when he locked eyes with Jimin as he was getting the most mind-blowing blowjob of his life. His soul would no longer be one with his body. It has left this Earth. Externally, however, he would try to play it off. With a small chuckle, Jin would ask Jimin to please shut the door on his way out. He bounced right outta there without being asked twice. After it was private again, him and his s/o would kind of just stare at each other for a moment before bursting out in laughter.

Yoongi:

Yoongi would be a middle ground. He wouldn't super traumatized by Jungkook witnessing him annihilating you but he also wouldn't be ultra casual about it. Honestly, he would scold Jungkook going "AH AH AH AH AH." like he would do to a naughty cat who got into something it wasn't supposed to. He would end his catboy scolding with a simple but firm "Get out." When Jungkook leaves, he would get back to doing the horizontal hokey pokey. Jungkook isn't gonna kill his vibe.

Hoseok:

Who left this poor man in the freezer? Hoseok would let out a shrilling scream first, of course, but when Jin was too stunned to speak or move, a thiiiccckkk silence would be all that was left. They both just stare at each other for a minute and his s/o would have to be the one to get up and close the door. He probably wouldn't be in the mood anymore afterwards.

Namjoon:

This man...This man would not...Namjoon would not help this situation AT ALL. When Yoongi walked in, he immediately tried to walk back out but ended up turning around again and seeing more than he ever wanted. This was due to the startling sound of Namjoon flinging himself off of the bed and landing on the floor, hands first, and tripping over the sheets and blankets when he tried getting back up. The heavy stomping footsteps of the poor guy trying to catch his balance to close the door was almost worse second-hand embarassment for Yoongi than walking in on his friend doin' the deed.

Jimin:

Jimin would all but knock you off of his unclothed lap the milisecond he heard the door creaking. Flying like the mf wind, he would slam the door in the mystery member's face, sputtering out apologies over and over. Before he went back over to the bed, he triple checked that he actually locked the door this time and wasn't hallucinating. He would try and play it cool towards you as if you didn't just witness him putting a cheetah to shame to get to the door before another member saw anything. Jimin would fail this quickly because when you called him out for his blushing cheeks, he fell into a giggly mess.

Taehyung:

Oddly enough, Taehyung was a little too casual about this situation. When Namjoon opened Tae's door and witnessed the beast with two backs, he himself would freeze before Taehyung asked "Can I help you with something?". They were making eye contact the whole time while an uncomfortable silence filled the room. Taehyung stayed still, staring at Namjoon, waiting for an answer. Before he could even answer yet, Tae started to lower his head back down onto his half-naked s/o's neck. Namjoon took the hint and closed the door behind him. He spent the rest of the night searching "therapists near me"

Jungkook:

Mans would look like he was cosplaying a tomato. He would do one of two things: one, he would completely freeze up while his s/o is just staring up at him thinking "boi, if you don't get out of me right now-" or, he would move at the speed of light and slam the door in whichever poor soul had opened the door to his bedroom with zero warning. Afterwards, when he finally brought himself to exit his bedroom, he would still be BEET ass red and be the quietest he had ever been. It would take him a while to get over the embarassment and knew he would never live that moment down.

[piedpiperslists]

Jungkook Drabbles (XXXVI)

* s - contains smut

I swear I love you by @corajjk angst Summary: The end is near but you will stay for a little longer.

Long Long Time by @corajjk angst, FWB, idol au Summary: She knows he doesn’t belong to her. But she loves him no matter what.

Be My Teacher by @randombtsprincessa s established relationship Summary: You ask your best friend turned boyfriend to show you how he likes his blowjobs.

[drabble] by @here4kpopfics established relationship Summary: “I’m only here for the dog.” + “This is a one time thing.”

(Don’t Fear the Reaper) by @ugh-yoongi reaper!Jungkook, supernatural au Summary: Things you said that I wasn’t meant to hear.

The one where Jungkook gives you a tattoo by @eoieopda tattoo artist!Jungkook Summary: In which Jungkook thinks ghosts should mind their own damn business.

The one who bites and the one who doesn’t by @eoieopda established relationship Summary: In which you face the final boss: Jeon Bam.

The one with Jungkook and terpsichore by @eoieopda dancer!reader, established relationship, idol au Summary: In which Jungkook watches you pole dance & goes mildly-to-moderately feral.

The one with Jungkook, the weekender, and the impossibilities by @eoieopda angst, established relationship, idol au Summary: In which Jungkook is bad at prioritizing & somehow even worse with words.

Lovestruck by @7deadlysinsfics fuck buddies, idol au Summary: Falling in love was not really a choice; it just struck me.

Like That by @dawnagustd s college au Summary: Running into an awkward situation at a house party? Your first instinct is to hide. And because you have the worst luck, your hiding spot is already being occupied… by another awkward situation.

Pow by @hamsterclaw s Batman au Summary: Your job is to keep Gotham city safe, but you spend more of your time keeping Catboy aka Jeon Jungkook out of trouble.

Gluttony by @whatifyoulivelikethat s established relationship, idol au, PWP Summary: Kinky smut themed around a deadly sin.

You’re So Creepy by @whatifyoulivelikethat university au Summary: There are two types of people in this world: those who want Jungkook and those who pretend they don’t want Jungkook. Oh, wait. A third type? A vampire??

You’re So Creepy Part II by @whatifyoulivelikethat university au Summary: Jungkook wants to see creepy vampire girl just one more time. Just to talk. About, uh… sorry, what was the question?

[bangtanflirt]

Cat Hybrid Yoongi Gets a Personalized Collar

A short drabble (around 440 words) of our favorite catboy.

Yoongi x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: PG-13 for brief sexual thoughts, mentions of bad foster care, but overall it’s just wholesome fluff!

Read below the cut

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Yoongi’s eyes curiously inspect the little blue box you’ve placed on the counter. You’re busy putting up the groceries, humming along to whatever your headphones are playing. He gets distracted for a second by the way you move your hips, and those dangerously short shorts hugging your curves—but those thoughts are overridden by guilt. Eyes back on the box, the cat hybrid can’t help but want you to take whatever’s inside so he can shift fully to sit in that beautiful box. Will his cat form be small enough to fit? Nope. Not a chance. But that won’t stop him from trying!

Considering he could fit inside the cookie jar after weeks of determination at his previous foster, this blue box is not a challenge he’ll back away from.

After putting up the last item in the fridge, your foster hybrid grabs your attention. His eyes are transfixed on the box, and you’re as ready as ever to give him his gift.

“Hey kitty,” you coo, scratching behind his ears as he purrs, “you really want that box, huh?”

His enthusiastic nod makes you chuckle.

“Well, how about you open it for me?”

He looks at you suspiciously. This isn’t how it works. You, the human, is in charge of the boring stuff like unpacking the box. He’s supposed to skip all those steps! Nevertheless, he pouts as he undoes the ribbon. As you expect, he balls up the ribbon and stuffs it into his pockets. It’s when he opens the box that his face goes from a pout to pure awe.

Inside, there’s a brand-new purple collar. It looks impeccable: the kind that he imagines adopted hybrids get the luxury of wearing. But that’s not all. Attached to the collar is a little metal tag, engraved with the words “Yoongi” on it. His name. This is his collar.

He looks up at you in shock, ready for any clarification that will shoot his hopes down, but all he finds is your smiling face nodding in reassurance.

“You’re adopting me? Really?!”

“If you want me to?”

He jumps up and into your arms, showing just how much he wants you to.

Tears well up around his eyes, thinking of how many bad foster homes and dingy shelters he’s survived just to get to this moment.

You wipe his wet cheeks with the sleeve of your hoodie, peppering kisses on his nose to calm him down. It’s when the belt of the collar clicks around his neck does Yoongi truly feel like he belongs somewhere. Belongs to someone. And he couldn’t ask for a better owner than you.

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A/N: Thank you for reading! Let me know if you enjoyed it.

[hamsterclaw]

Jungkook Masterlist

All my Jungkook writing is smutty and 🔞. Flirty fuckboi JK is my fave trope.

Petty criminal JK x lawyer reader

You end up being responsible for Jeon Jungkook, who's impulsive, annoying and in the habit of breaking the law. Unfortunately for you, he's also funny and sexy as fuck. There's no way this can end well, can it?

Bike Cage office workers! JK x reader, boss Yoongi

Jungkook and you fucked at the office Christmas party two years ago. You're not sure why he's going out of his way to reconnect with you now.

Sketchy mechanic! JK x reader, ft gangster Tae

Jungkook and you got out of your previous lives, together. Your ex-boyfriend wants your help, and he’s trying to pull you back into the life you left behind. Featuring Taehyung.

Castaway - desert island AU

When your charter plane crashes on a deserted island in the middle of the Pacific, you're the only survivor. Well, you and the most irritating man in the known universe.

Foundation doctor! Jungkook x doctor! reader ft Yoongi

You know Jungkook is a fuckboy. So why are you letting him fuck with you? Featuring Yoongi. Also read Louche, a drabble.

Poster Boy doctors JK x reader x Yoongi

You, Jungkook and Yoongi liven up the most boring conference in the world.

Benny doctor! JK x doctor! reader. My secret fave JK.

Jungkook drives you crazy. You aren't sure how you're going to survive the next few months working with him without doing him bodily harm. Featuring gorgeous paediatrician Yoongi.

Soft police detective JK. Part of the Rage AU.

Jungkook doesn't think of himself as being overly emotional. Why does everyone keep telling him he wears his heart on his sleeve?

Criminal lawyer JK x police detective reader

You are investigating a murder with your partner, and the things that you uncover hit uncomfortably close to home. Featuring Taehyung.

Tag graffiti artist JK x reader

You first met Jungkook years ago, when you were a rookie cop and he was brought in for defacing public property. Now he's an established artist, and a chance encounter brings you together again.

Spin idol! JK x manager! reader

You were part of Jungkook's management team, you know better than most the restrictions and rules he has to live his public life by. If only he wasn't so damn irresistible.

Lush gaming CEO JK x reader. Part of the Gemini AU

Jungkook's built his company from nothing, and he's damn well going to sit back and enjoy the spoils.

Double Team Seokjin x reader x Jungkook

You, Jin and Jungkook solve problems for the city's elite, albeit via unconventional means.

Politico staffers JK and reader

You and Jungkook are staffers in the office of the Secretary of State. He's cut-throat, sneaky, and goddamn it, everything you love about politics in one irresistible package. Featuring Namjoon, Yoongi and a Jimin cameo.

Afterburner fighter pilots Jungkook x reader

All Jungkook's ever wanted to do is fly, and he's damned good at it. Then you turn up, and get under his skin.

Legend selkie JK x reader

The man you help one day insists he owes you everything.

Pow

Your job is to keep Gotham city safe, but you spend more of your time keeping Catboy aka Jeon Jungkook out of trouble.

©hamsterclaw 2021-2024

[angelicyoongie]

(this is...uh...idk how to differentiate myself, the anon that needed to switch tabs to be sure who was which person. rolls off the tongue. 💀)

IN FAIRNESS my actual first encounter with bts was learning the dance to I Need U back in 2015 (my bones are turning to dust as I realize that was eight years ago. I am agèd.). I know a lot of their songs I just... didn't confidently know all of their names until stumbling onto lovesick lmao. I definitely know more about lovesick/abundance lore than I do bts though so y'all aren't really wrong lol *makes an angelicyoongie lightstick and starts chanting*

(continuing from the last one, still don't have a name) but also my favourites even before were yoongi and jimin (I even knew their names, thank you I'll accept my prize for my incredible accomplishment) so being like, "a c*p???? contemporary dance boy is a c*p?????" was a significantly harder pill to swallow than him being a catboy. Love a catboy. And you made them both catboys!!! What a time to be alive. Also now that I watched a couple of run btses (ty for the rec) they do all seem very sweet. The idea that there are people that base their conception of real people's personalities on yandere fanfic freaks me out though. Anyway, hope you're having a wonderful day! 💛💛💛

hi friend!! i'm terrible at names so if someone has a suggestion, please drop it in a comment below lol!

there's no way 2015 was eight years ago, i simply refuse to believe it 💀 but you've known about them for a long time then! that's fair though, i've read fanfics from other fandoms while having NO idea what the characters look like lmao. sdjsk that sounds absolutely crazy to me considering i'm six years deep into the fandom, but we all have to start somewhere i guess!! lol thank you 😭

you DO deserve a gold star for that! two even!!

ya know what ... yeah, jimin being a catboy is honestly more believable than him being a cop 💀 hell yeah!! yoonmin are catboys down to their very core so how could i not write them as such 🤧

yay, i'm glad you've been enjoying it so far!! i really love the waterpark episodes (83-85), though they might be a little chaotic to follow if you're not too confident in connecting their faces and names yet! i'm right there with you – some people really shouldn't be reading these types of stories when they struggle to separate fiction from reality.

thank you so much, i hope you have a lovely day too!! 💖💖

[namjoonpeachsblog]

Lil meow meow 🥰

[mulberrymallard]

catboy yoongi 👍

[sopefactory]

"#also you swooning over taemin while yearning for him at the same time?" — yeah boyyy you got it

life of a taemin girl 💎 not surprised you took note of him, mister freaky deaky is about as juicy as your own content lmaoo, blame me for reblogging the door performance daily so you all see the man tied up head to toe. i'd be 0% surprised if you became an honorable part-time member of the taemin bdsm society sooner or later hehee

all the bisexuals have a weak spot for our androgynous lord and savior

long story short i got a type, you know the yoongi principle. i like my catboys pretty in the front

and sexy from the back.

OKAY BUT THE DOOR PERFORMANCE IS HAUNTING ME FAJDSFJ like legit he really said "imma whore around now" and just went for it afjdaj I ALSO AGREE OMFMG HE IS SO NGNG jfad lisTEN I am trying not to but I am indeed yelling 😩

[bunni-bun]

figured out why i loved build so instantly and it's because he falls under the same category of adorable and mildly deranged catboy that yoongi, woozi, and kihyun are under and this just checks out for me, honestly