#got7 smutty?

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Can I just say an absolute huge thank you to everyone who has started following me recently and to the followers who have stuck around while I disappeared, how I got to 800 I will never know. But it means a lot, so in order to celebrate, I've decided to do a drabble game! Simply choose a member, one genre/au and one prompt from the list below, if you would like these to be fluffy, angsty or smutty please specify. Feel free to send an ask (anons welcome) or a message. Disclaimer: It will be member x female reader (unless you request gender neutral).

Choose one member:

BTS -

Namjoon

Seokjin

Hoseok

Yoongi

Taehyung

Jimin

Jungkook

Got7 -

Jackson

Jinyoung

Bambam

Jaebeom

Yugyeom

Mark

Youngjae

Choose one genre/au:

- Fake dating

- Best friends to lovers

- Enemies to lovers

- Office romance

- Coffee shop

- Soulmates

- Crime boss/mafia

- Body guard

- Single parent

- Idol

Choose one prompt:

1. "You knew me when I had nothing; when I was no one."

2. "I changed who I was for you, and now I don't know who I am anymore."

3. "You forget, I know all your secrets. I know you better than you know yourself."

4. "I feel like you're punishing me by being so sweet all the time, just stop. I don't deserve you."

5. "Just please, don't leave me."

6. "How do you expect me to focus, when you're walking around wearing that?"

7. "I know they don't want us to be together and I can't change that, but I will never stop loving you."

8. "I'd rather fight with you, than be with anyone else."

9. "You were the one that got away. I just wish I'd have told you back then, maybe things would be different."

10. "It's just temporary, but I need to know...will you wait for me?"

11. "It's not what it looks like, I swear to you."

12. "I can't believe I'm going to ask you of all people but I'm desperate. I need your help."

13. "Do you know what hoops I had to jump through to find you? Could you please just give me five minutes?"

14. "The way you taste, the feeling of your lips, you're like a drug to me."

15. "A kiss is never just a kiss, no matter what anyone says."

[jimin-jungshook-over-literalbae]

Requests back open!!

Hey guys! I’m officially back on my full writing binge so please feel free to send me any Reaction or Drabble or One Shot requests you have! I write for a lot of different groups! I’m officially not going to write for Big Bang anymore though, just because it’s too much drama at this point. I still love them and I still listen to their music, but it’s difficult. I might add TXT and NCT 127 later, but I don’t know them well enough yet.

BTS

Got7

Monsta X

Nu’est (Yes I’m keeping my boys, even though they disbanded)

Stray Kids

Ateez

AOMG

H1ghr Music

Ikon

Winner

DPR

I don’t mind doing any kind of fantasy stuff or angsty or smutty. I don’t really care. I am an adult, 27, so I’m pretty loose in what I write. I’m getting into stuff like Mafia AUs and Hybrid AUs and Werewolf AUs so I don’t mind requests about stuff like that too! I’ll have an updated Masterlist with my new stuff soon! Thanks for your time!

-Brea

[taexual]

HOLIC - 6 | jb x reader

pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader

genre: enemies to lovers au | roommate au

warnings: minimal mentions of suggestive themes

words: 1.8k

disclaimer: i do not own the gif, please let me know if it belongs to you, so i can give proper credit

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As the doorbell rang for the second time – someone was evidently very eager to be let in – you proceeded to give in to the fright. You weren’t freaking out just because no one aside from Jaebum – who watched you with confused eyes – knew where you lived yet, but also because whoever was behind that door was bound to get the wrong idea after they saw you and Jaebum half-naked, both wearing towels.

Inhaling deeply, you headed for the door, glancing through the peephole.

“Who is it?” Jaebum whisper-yelled, approaching you from behind and squatting slightly as if someone could have seen him.

“I don’t know,” you said, squinting to make out the person behind the door. “Looks like a girl.”

“A girl?” Jaebum straightened and you turned around, slightly alarmed by the sudden panic in his voice. “What does she look like?”

“I have no idea,” you turned back around to check the person out again. They pressed the doorbell again and you flinched. “Jesus, can she wait for just one minute? I can’t see anything properly.”

Jaebum looked pale. Not just his face, but his whole body seemed to lose color and you were very confused as you watched him take a long, deep breath and then walk past you towards the door.

“Go,” he told you. “Stay in your room, okay? I’ll take care of this.”

You frowned, unsure what was there to take care of, but you complied nevertheless, hoping to avoid any uncomfortable explaining because of both of your lack of proper clothing if Jaebum actually knew the girl behind the door. And he sure looked like he did, judging from how terrified he became just at the thought of opening the door to her.

Trying to tame your curiosity – you couldn’t remember him mention any sort of problematic partners that he could have been avoiding, – you entered your room, closing the door and immediately leaning against it, because the taming didn’t really work. You wanted to know who the girl was and what was her relationship with your roommate.

You couldn’t help but eavesdrop just a little bit.

You heard Jaebum open the door and then silence followed. You suddenly found a reason that justified listening to them: if they got into a fight, you’d have to go out there and separate them before they started to throw pieces of furniture; not that you had many of those yet.

“Uh, can I help you?” Jaebum asked.

The surprise in his voice suggested that he didn’t actually know the girl behind the door, after all.

“No, um, I’m just—” you heard the girl start to speak. She didn’t just sound slightly awkward, she also seemed to be just as shocked. You didn’t blame her, Jaebum had opened the door to her in only a towel. That had to be a sight to behold. “I’m Lily. I live on this floor and I just saw you move in, so I thought I’d stop by and bring this.”

She must have been the girl you’ve caught staring at you a few nights ago, when you and Jaebum had ordered the furniture to be delivered. She did seem to be really curious about you two, but as you listened to her sweet voice through the door, you figured it wasn’t really you she was interested in.

“Cupcakes,” Jaebum commented, probably in regards to the welcome gift Lily, the neighbor, had brought. “Well, thank you very much. That’s very kind of you. Would you like to—”

You pulled away from the door. Now that you’d learned he didn’t really know the girl, after all, you didn’t have any more reasons to listen to them and, truth be told, you weren’t all that curious to hear their conversation anymore, either. You were still, however, wondering why Jaebum looked like he’d seen a ghost when you mentioned a girl standing behind your door.

Knowing very well how ridiculous and – probably – far-fetched this thought was, you debated if, perhaps, Jaebum had a secret wife he’d married and was now running from by living in inconspicuous apartments. That’d have explained why he was so opposed to the thought of the two of you living together. Then again, you weren’t exactly excited about the prospect of that, either, so maybe Jaebum’s weird reaction and his general rude behavior towards you were unrelated to his past relationships. Besides, if he had a wife, would he have still slept with you a few nights ago?

Despite all of these doubts and explanations you came up with in your mind, you still wanted to find out who was it really that Jaebum had so dreaded to see.

As you locked your bedroom and headed to find an outfit in one of the boxes you still haven’t unpacked, you could still hear Jaebum and Lily talk inside of the apartment. He had invited her in and taken her to the kitchen – which was literally right outside of your bedroom – so you had no trouble hearing what they were talking about and, really, you’d have rather not.

“Have you lived here for a long time?” you heard Jaebum ask her.

“Not really, I actually moved in a few months ago myself,” Lily replied.

“Wow, really?” Jaebum asked in a very exaggerated voice. He was clearly trying to suck up to her and, based on the way you heard her giggle, it was working. “I should be bringing you a welcome gift as well then, shouldn’t I?”

You found yourself groaning. He was absolutely hitting on her.

“Oh, no, there’s no need,” Lily told him. “No one welcomed me to the building, though. I guess I just wanted to be one of the few pleasant neighbors on this floor.”

And she was encouraging him, too!

Grabbing your hairdryer from one of the boxes, you plugged it in. Not only did you need to dry your hair, but the loud whirring sound was also going to ensure you didn’t hear any of Jaebum’s flirting outside of your room. You didn’t really mind that he was hitting on your neighbor – at least, you thought you didn’t – but you still felt irritated. Maybe it was the frustration caused by the lack of hot water that escalated when paired up with the realization that if Jaebum ended up having a one-night-stand with an actually pleasant-seeming neighbor, you’d end up truly avoiding her for the rest of your life. And – aside from her weird staring when you first saw her – Lily really did seem nice.

Somehow, you hated admitting that, so, choosing to focus your mind on something else instead, you turned the hairdryer on to finally tune out every other sound in the apartment.

You heard the door of the apartment close about three seconds after you finished drying your hair and changed into actual clothes. This perfect timing allowed you to open the room just when Jaebum stopped outside of your door with a huge grin on his face.

“What?” you fired immediately, not too thrilled to see him look so happy after meeting your neighbor.

“I got her number,” Jaebum declared proudly, raising his phone for you to look.

“Congratulations,” you replied dryly, not even attempting to look for reasons why he felt the need to gloat about this. “Don’t you have to go to work?”

A little confused why you’d bring that up, Jaebum waved his hand, dismissing it.

“Work starts after lunch, there’s plenty of time to prepare for that,” he said. “I’ll be home late today, by the way. Got that date tonight.”

Suddenly, you didn’t like Lily particularly much anymore. You’d analyze why that was later. Right now you needed to go out and meet up with your friend May. Her offer to get drunk on Monday was starting to sound better with each passing second.

“Fantastic,” you said, your voice still lacking emotion. “Get the hot water fixed while I’m out.”

“Oh, but you said it yourself, I have to go to work,” Jaebum replied, opening the door of his room. “And then I have a date to prepare for.”

He got the weirdest grin on his face whenever he mentioned that date, almost as if he was only bringing it up to show off. Maybe not to you, specifically, but just in general.

You were suddenly reminded of his weird reaction about there being a girl behind the door. Maybe he was only excited about this whole ordeal because he hadn’t seen the person he was dreading to see when he opened the door.

“Why are you so happy about this?” you chose to ask him outright instead of just speculating. “It’s just a date. You can’t be that excited only because you’re probably getting laid.”

He laughed and then expertly avoided your question by replying, “probably is not a word in my vocabulary.”

“Right,” you groaned. “Whatever. I’m leaving. Fix the hot water before you go to work or else.”

“Oh, you like me too much to threaten me properly,” Jaebum teased and his smile frustrated you even more. “That’s cute.”

Not saying anything else – because now was the time to start throwing punches, instead of words, – you walked out of the apartment, looking around the hall to see if you’d run into Lily – you didn’t – and then locking the door before heading towards the staircase.

As you climbed down, after having finally escaped Jaebum, you had to admit to yourself that there was a small part of you that was jealous. You were just going out to hang out with your friend, maybe get some drinks, but Jaebum was going on a date.

Your mind had really created two different images for Jaebum; there was Def – the sweet, future roommate – and there was Jaebum – the rude current roommate who broke your bed and turned the hot water off just to spite you – and so, because of this, you weren’t jealous of Lily. You’d convinced yourself it’d be awful to endure a whole date with Jaebum, even though the rational part of your brain was able to tell that, actually, he wasn’t that bad. If anything, he was a great conversationalist who had a lot in common with you.

But you didn’t want to go on a date with him. No way. You were just jealous of the simple fact that he had someone to go on a date with – while you didn’t –  and he wasn’t shy to gloat about it. That was all there was.

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[thenamesseven]

8, 27, and 32 smut with BamBam??

With Bambam between your legs your mind had totally forgotten about the consequences of having sex with your ex, you could only think how good he could make you feel.

"Bam" You whined, resting your hands on his back as you gently scratched him, making the both of you moan "Slow"

"Fuck, I love the sounds you make" He growled against your ear, biting your earlobe gently "My dick isn’t that big, you can handle it" He whispered kissing your temple right before he started thrusting into you at a restless pace.

Your moans only pushed him to go faster, to be rougher just to remind you who your body belongs to no matter how many times you pushed him away.

"Mine" He moaned against your lips "Don't you ever forget it"

[bangtancentricsblog]

hit it twice

tbh i think this might have like two or three more parts and this might be the last smutty part

warnings: baby smut (its not good don’t get excited), mentions of weed, sexual innuendos lol, dirty talk i guess

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He’s here again, his mind is hazy from the weed he smoked earlier but his skin feels weird; not the ‘I need to claw it off’ weird, no he’s not that high. It's the kind where he feels so sensitive to any type of touch the way he feels tingles race across his body in a way that just feels so damn good. He’s at home, the apartment is empty save for him and the other sole occupant, but she’s busy. Yoongi usually doesn’t do things like this, had promised himself he’d only fall victim to her temptation the one time, but as fate (more like his dick) would have it one time just wouldn’t be enough. He can’t exactly say what it is about her that tempts him but he knows that she likes to steal kisses and corner him when he’s alone. Likes to give him lustful looks when he’s visiting Jimin, likes to play the good girl but will be his good girl if he wants.

She’s been at home for the total of almost three weeks and in that time he’d fucked her too many times to still feel bad about it. He’s not sure how he would ever face Jimin and tell him that he’d slept with her, he’d rather chug a bottle of antifreeze if he’s being honest. But right now, he’s enjoying the way she has her lips wrapped around his cock. She’d been helplessly grinding into his lap for the better part of their smoke session, not that he’d minded he’d been hard the moment she’d showed up in that damn sundress. Yoongi didn’t know much about women’s clothing but had known enough to say he liked the way she looked in it. The fabric was tight around her chest and waist but had flowed more around her hips and thighs. He realized over the time that he’d been sleeping with her that she’d had a sprinkle of small tattoos.

His favorites were the constellation under her left tit  and the small heart right over where her heart is. He likes to suck hickies into the skin around those and he likes that she’s never told him not to. He groans when he feels the scrape of her teeth to the underside of his cock, something that would usually put him off but is so, so good when she does it. Yoongi knows he’s not a good man, hell if he were he probably wouldn’t be here right now. 

“Fuck baby.” he sighs throwing his head back as she shifts between nibling and licking at the tip. His arms feel heavy, and he’s not sure if he can move them but he wants to feel the silkiness of her hair. She moans, taking him to the back of her throat before pulling off completely, he still doesn’t move, just opens his eyes and tilts his head slightly to watch. Her cheeks are flushed, but there’s this faraway look in her eyes as her hands disappear beneath her skirt only to come back with her panties. He watches them slide down her thighs and out of his line of sight before she's perched on his lap, her thighs on either side of his. It's now that he finds the strength to move his hands he slides his palms up her thighs and he takes two handfuls of her ass. She moans into his ear as she slides down his cock, it’s a tight fit, Yoongi can feel the way she clenches around him, and she feels like heaven. 

Her pace is slow, small shifts of her hips, one of her hands is knotted in the hair at the back of his head and the other hangs loosely around his neck. Her breath is stuttered broken up by small moans and whines that have Yoongi's hips rocking up into her. This time it feels different, almost like love making, but Yoongi can’t let himself hope that it is. Her pace is picking and throws her head back to let out a moan that has Yoongi’s balls tightening, god he likes the way she sounds. She’s kissing Yoongi, it's slow, her tongue licking softly against his own as she moves to suck on it softly before she’s moving away from him. 

“Oh god, yoongi.” she cries softly. 

“I got you baby, c’mon cum for me.” he murmurs thrusting into her a little harder, leaning up and tangling his fingers in her hair. She gasps, swiveling her hips and chasing that high she so desperately wants. He’s nipping softly at her neck whispering encouragement into her skin as she lets out a slew of small yeses. It doesn't take long, she whines into his neck her body trembling in his hold. She’s still rocking her hips to both prolong her high and help him reach his, he’s filling her with a groan sighing words of praise against her cheek. His nose nuzzling the pudge that rounds her cheeks and he plants a soft kiss beneath her ear as she shifts to meet his gaze.

“Can we get some pizza?” she asks and Yoongi smiles because she’s always hungry after a good fuck and a smoke. 

“Yeah, what d’you want?” 

“Meat lovers.” she says and the amusement in her eyes says she’s talking about more than just the pizza.

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taglist: @boymeetsweevil @bussy-posts​

[sopewriters]

Hi, can I request mark tuan, Got7, the prompt that says answer phone I'll keep fucking you. Thanks!

Hope you like it! 

Mark Tuan. 902 words. Smut (Warning: cheating). 

“Oh fuck, yes, right there, don’t stop!” Mark pants out, his perfect hair all frazzled and messy from the way your hands have been tugging at them endlessly. You only grin in response, hips rocking faster before slowing down in favor of giving longer, more sensual thrusts and you continue like that for a while alternating between the two tempos. 

Your hands grip his as you lean down, kissing his swollen red lips without pause as if you need him to breathe for you, to give you the air your lungs desperately need. You pull away when your thoughts are interrupted by the loud ringing of his phone and you already know, with the way he’s stilled underneath you, which bitch is on the other side of that call. 

“Answer her.” Your words slur as you press your lips against the pale, bruised skin of his throat, littering more marks over it that he’d have to cover later though you’re beyond frustrated to bother stopping yourself. “Answer it, and I’ll keep fucking you.” 

His eyes widen, hesitation briefly swimming over his expression before he answers the call, voice breathy as he tries to hold back the strain in his voice when you clench tighter around him. 

“Hey b-baby, what’s up?” He stutters, biting his lip when you move back to press your hands against his chest, grinding down against him and taking him deeper inside you. 

“You want to get lunch now?” The distaste in his voice is rather evident and you can’t help but glee when you hear her yelling coming from the phone, no doubt dissatisfied with the lackluster response, “No, baby, I’m- ah - not mad, just busy. Why don’t we go o-out over t-the weekend?” 

She murmurs something, too inaudible for you to hear over your own panting, but you assume it’s probably her agreeing to it because he cuts the call soon after, dropping the phone carelessly to the side in favor of running his warm, big hands over your sweat slick body. 

“You really think you’ll be happy with her?” You ask, voice taking on a more biting, venomous tone as your thrusts grow sharper, more intense, “Enjoy taking her on dates when all you’re going to be thinking about is when you’ll get to see me again?” 

He shakes his head weakly, whining at the sudden overflow of pleasure and his hands grip your hips to slow you down because fuck, he’ll cum too soon, goddamn it. 

“This–fuck, this is last time, I-I’ll be good after this.” He groans, reaching up to tug at your hair as he lifts himself up, moving to rest his back against his headboard so he can get his mouth on you like he wants to. “W-Won’t do it – do you again.” 

“You say that now but I know you. Whether you like it or not, you’ll come back for more.” You tilt his head up to face you, brushing your lips against his before your eyes drift up to look at him with your lips curled up in a lazy smirk, “You can’t go back to being the good boyfriend now, you wouldn’t want to, would you?” 

“Not when you can have this,” You slam your hips down harder, the pleasure that shoots through in response making your own lips part with a soft gasp, moaning as you don’t stop, needing to get your point across, “Not when you can have me like this.” 

“Do you really even want to go back to being the good little boyfriend?” You coo, cupping his cheek and stroking the skin with your thumb as his lips part with loud groans, his eye fluttering before squeezing shut and you know he’s close. “Think you could get through knowing all that you could’ve had? Living without this?” 

That’s good because you don’t think you can keep going any longer either. 

“Fuck no, I want this, want you!” He cries out and before you know what’s happening he’s pushing you down against the mattress, hands pushing your knees back as far as they’ll go as he slams into you with fervor. 

You let him have his way though, the roughness only bringing you closer to your own release and the budding cries of pleasure that leave your mouth only grow louder before turning into a scream when you finally cum, your legs quivering from the intense relief that sources through you. 

He’s no better, falling on top of you moments after he reaches his own peak, unable to stop himself because really, what kind of a man would be able to hold himself back after you’ve clenched around him so tight that he feels like he can’t even move inside you anymore. 

Both of you pant, whines coming from your mouth when you feel his hot sticky cum shooting inside you for the third time today and you wonder if your birth control will be able to withstand this. Ah, whatever, you’ll deal with it later. 

“Do you think I could go down on you before I have to head back?” He asks, kissing up the column of your neck before reaching your lips, pressing his own against it and slipping his tongue past them, leaving you breathless and helpless to deny him. 

After all, you have to make the most of all the time he takes away from her to give to you.

Written by: Sangria ???

[doublebabyboy]

[12:07 AM] bambam tugs on your hair harshly, making you moan around his cock; he throws his head back in ecstasy. seeing you on your knees made his whole body weak.

[mrsarnasdelicious]

Dat Kink - Kim Yugyeom

A/N: Ah yes the toll dork

AN ASS MAN

A vers dom

He doesn’t mind bottoming for the right top, but he tends to take charge

He is a mischievous man

Very very teasing

A wicked wicked lover

Very possessive

He is up to a lot of kinks

Mostly dishing them out

Especially the kinks that involve more of a power dynamic

Bondage baby!

Spanking~!

Ass worship

The Body Worship is mutual though

He don’t mind when you pamper him some

His best game is edging tho

He loves to edge you

But you can go ahead and edge him to

Orgasm denial and orgams control

He is best at dishing em out.

[mylifeinhopeworld]

car sex with got7 with extra smut

Hello love♥ I’ll make this longer by combining it with this ask. Hope you don’t mind!

[imagination-of-a-melted-bitch]

50 shades of Dressing room sex { Im Jaebum }

Prompt: Heyy I was just wondering if you got my request of a smut with jaebum where you go shopping and have sex in a fitting room??🤗😬

Pairing: Im Jaebum × Reader

Word count: 0.922 K words

Warnings: Public Sex, Exhibitionism

Admin: Kat <3

"Hey babe, can you come here? I need some help" You mused. Jaebum was steadily tapping away on his phone, the soft light from the screen illuminating his beautiful face. He looked up hearing you call out for him expecting to rate another flowy dress or a cute skater skirt. His eyes slightly widened at your choice of clothing

A tight skirt that came mid thigh and a full sleeved crop top that hung tight to your body in a deep shade of maroon, the same as your cheeks aa Jaebum's heated gaze travelled up your exposed leg, trailing your thighs, slowly making its way up to your your torso and meeting your eyes. He slightly smirked as he stood up and stalked his way over to you faster than ever.

"How may I be of service?" He towered over you, making you walk backwards and right into the dressing room again. As he hooked the flimsy curtain close, you couldn't help but already feel a familiar feeling of anticipation as his darkened eyes met yours.

"I need you to Zip up my skirt" you said shyly, your previous aura of confidence has jumped out the window. You felt his large hands on your waist as you turned around for him to reach the zipper.

His hand travelled from your waist down towards your ass and you heard his hiss slightly as he squeezed one of your cheeks. You slightly screeched, and he deeply chuckled.

"There isn't a door here, you're gonna have to be real quiet I guess" he said darkly. You felt him undo the zipper further till it was just a pool of fabric near you ankles.

"Now, I want you to be a good girl and look in the mirror for me okay?" Jaebum commanded. You nodded, your throat seemingly already dry.

His hand caressed your sides and one slipped down into your panties. You knew he was gonna smirk when he felt how wet your already were for him. And he did, his lips twisted into a delicious smirk, his tongue coming out to lick his delicious looking lips.

He wasted no time in slipping a finger into your heat, jolting you and pushing you up against the mirror. Slowly pumping it in and out. His fingers knew your body so well, hitting the absolute perfect spots.

He added another finger and you slapped your hand onto your mouth so that your moan wouldn't escape as he slowly chuckled, his voice nice and deep sending it straight to between your legs where his hands played.

He pulled his fingers out soon, making you slightly whine as he smiled, he pulled you by your hair making you look at yourself in the mirror as he trailed his juice coated fingers into your lips, making your taste your sweet self. You moaned around you fingers completely blinded by lust to realise what kinda debauchery you were taking part in.

"Now be a good girl and look at the mirror okay?" You nodded slightly, unable to form coherent sentences.

You saw him unbuckle his belt and pull down his zipper and pull out his erect member. His now placed one of his hands on your hip and the other on your neck, he removed his hand for your hip and gently used to to guide his cock into your slick wetness. He teased your clit and slowly stroked his member against your folds. Sighing in the slight stimulation that he was also finally getting after hours of watching you in short skirts.

"Please Jae.. please!" You exclaimed, hoping the dressing rooms were all empty.

"Please what?" He mused smugly. His face smug in the reflection and you just wanted to fuck the smile off his face.

"Just fuck me please"

And in a solid stroke he was deep in your warmth. Your pussy filled completely by your man. Who was completely dressed. While your were almost naked. In a dressing room. This was pure scandal material.

His thrusts were deep and precise making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

He hand again left your hip, but the one on your neck pushed you into the mirror and the other one played with the bundle of nerves between your legs.

"Open your eyes, look at me. Look at me fucking your pretty pussy baby"

You allowed yourself to moan once vocally and opened your eyes. His cock disappearing into your body, beads of sweat on his forehead. Him biting him lip ring looking regal, but you? You were a panting mess, with your mouth open begging for release looking completely destroyed.

Your pussy clenched around his dick as you felt the familiar bubbling sensation in your lower abdomen.

"I-I'm cu-cuming" you whispered

"Go right ahead baby" Jaebum applied the right amount of pressure on your clit finally sending you over the edge with a small squeal.

He thrusted a few more times into your spent body, magnifying the orgasm that you were experiencing till he came, a warm liquid flowing down your thighs.

You slumped down onto the floor, trying to clean yourself up with the tissues you had in hand, Jaebum had already gone back to his smug look, but his cheeks were also red and he was also panting in the after affects of one of his most wanted fantasies coming true.

He smiled at you before walking out

"Better buy that skirt, I'm going to be tearing it off you whenever I want"

[kisseumeoppathings-blog]

Jackson One Shot; Part Two

I know I missed a day, but here is a part two of a Jackson One Shot that was requested! Enjoy my lovelies! 

(ALSO Y/F/N is for Your Fandoms Name) Xoxo~

The lights were off, the large stadium before you, as you took a deep breath. Closing your eyes, you heard the screaming and cheering as your MC walked out onto the stage. A hand grabbed yours, lacing fingers gently. Glancing over at Jackson you smiled weakly. “Don’t be nervous princess. You’re more than ready. This is us, don’t worry.” The music started playing, and the small part of stage you were standing on began to move up to the actual stage. The lights grew closer, the cheering and chanting louder. “Hwaiting!” Jackson kissed your cheek as you both got into the position for the song you were singing together. Almost as if you were transformed the fear, and nervousness disappeared. Almost as though you were a part of the stage. Strongly starting off the song you began to melt into your singing, the choreo, the moment of being with your soulmate on stage. Thousands of people singing along, holding up fans encouraging you, your name plastered all over giant poster boards.

Looking up in the higher area, you saw something that made your heart want to burst. The rest of the GOT7 members were holding up different signs that all together spelled out “Y/N, FIGHTING! We are your biggest fans!” Jackson went into his rapping, and singing parts. It felt like seconds had passed when the song had ended. As planned you both stayed on stage, bowing to your fans. “Thank you, thank you! I am so proud of all of our fans who have come together and supported me and Y/N. I don’t know what I would do without her. She is my everything, just like my members and our Ahgases! So please, continue to support us!” He threw out some hearts, and you giggled behind your hand. “Ahh yes, our charming Jackson is a handful, isn’t he?” You spoke into the mic. Screams and cheers came in response. “Hey!” He laughed shaking his hand in a lazy attempt to stop the agreement.

“Act any cuter and they will faint.” You tease once more, as they all agreed with more cheers. “But seriously! You guys are the best! I was so afraid to step out and become an artist. Thanks to all your help, and support I have finally come to this point of standing on a stage with all of you. And until the last time I come up and stand here before you all, addressing you; I thank you so much! Sarangheyo Y/F/N!” They all cheered and clapped, as you and Jackson left the stage. Once off the stage, you sighed dropping into a squat. “Aish! That was so scary! But so fun!” Jackson laughed, taking your hand and leading you to his dressing room. “Can you give us a few minutes?” He asked the stylists. They left, a few giggling. He locked the door behind them, and turned a smirk on his face. His hair had become messy from running his hand through it. He had worn a suit for the dance performance as you had worn a dress that flattered every curve on your body and ended about mid-thigh. Pulling the tie a little looser, he grabbed you and pulled you closer, his hands on your ass. “But seriously, that outfit almost killed me onstage. Why couldn’t they have put you in a suit like the dramas?”

Giggling, you nibbled on his earlobe, the heels that you had on making you only one inch shorter than him. Kissing below his earlobe, you trailed your lips to his collarbone, stepping out of your heels to be able to do so. “You look very good in a suit my love.” Your voice had an unintentional sultry tone to it. Growling softly, Jackson yanked your dress up to right below your butt, and lifted you up setting you on the wall table. The mirror behind you reflected the lights, making his face light up. Admiring every inch of his face you smiled looking into his eyes. “How did I get so lucky?” Pulling you towards him, your core covered only by panties pressed up against his front. “I should be asking that question.” He kissed you, as he slowly unzipped the back of your dress. You had stepped back into your heels, and as he unzipped you, he set you back on the ground. Wiggling out of the dress you were left in your matching underwear set and black heels.

Jackson sat back on the couch and smiled at your body, and sudden bashfulness. “C’mere.” His voice lower, sending a tickle of shivers down your spine and arms. Walking to him, you let him pull you down on top of him, straddling his lap. Kissing him again, you rubbed your already warm core against his slight bump. Getting moans out of him wasn’t hard, but you liked to tease him more than he enjoyed. “Okay, okay. No more games. Take your heels off.” He groaned as he laid you down. “Wait…” You said shyly. “Hmm, what is it baby-girl?” Jackson muttered as he kissed all over your collarbone, trying as hard as he could to not leave marks. “Can I… Can I maybe, be on top?” His eyes flickered up meeting yours. “You want to?” Nodding as your face turned red, you gasped as he smoothly flipped you, so he was laying down and you were perched just above his member. “You’re in control.” Unzipping his pants, you helped him remove them and let his member free of the restraints.

Jackson had always been really self-conscious about his body, especially his happy trail that most people teased him about. You found it cute, it wasn’t like there was a lot of hair, and it wasn’t even gross. Tummy hair is what you would call it and as much as he hated it being there, you always told him that if he wanted he could shave it. It wouldn’t matter to you. Sometimes he did, but it was usually more when he had to be shirtless on stage or in a video. There wasn’t much fore-play as you were both expecting the guys and stylists to come back any minute. You slid down onto his throbbing member, you got adjusted and then went for it. Poor Jackson was completely paralyzed with pleasure, as you took your paces and changed speeds, and lengths. As you both reached your highs, a bunch of knocks started at the door. “Shit.” Jackson moaned, chest still heaving from the sudden climax. “Baby, tonight I will treat you real good okay?” He kissed you as you climbed off and both of you got dressed.

Letting them into the dressing room, they hugged you and congratulated you all talking at once. You caught Marks eyes, and he raised his eyebrow at the heels that had been discarded hastily, and the sock that was missing from Jacksons left foot. The other one was still on his right foot. Blushing bright red, Mark laughed. “Aww, NOONA!! Are you still being shy?!” Yugyeom laughed tousling your hair. “It’s okay, you did well! But can we go eat? I’m hungry!”

A few years passed, as your fandom grew larger and more supportive. About 3 years after your first concert and a few cameos, you appeared on stage for an interview. As you talked to the MC’s behind you, stood the Got7 boys. Each one holding 3 red roses, Jackson the last one, pacing nervously. “Look, she loves you. There is no way that this will go wrong.” Jackson looked at JB with fear in his eyes. “I have NEVER been this nervous. EVER! If she says no, I’ll be embarrassed in front of A LOT of people.” JB chuckled. “She has enough decency to not embarrass you. But trust me when I say that she will say yes.” Suddenly the first song Jackson had ever written for you began to play. Confused you started looking around, only to be greeted with JB’s smile, as he handed you 3 roses and winked. Then Mark who had a huge grin on his face. Bambam danced over to you, being goofy as always making you giggle. Tears were starting as you figured it was just a cute gesture. Besides it was your anniversary. 5 years of being together this day. Jinyoung and Youngjae linked arms and skipped over to you handing you their roses. Yugyeom also danced to you, and bowed as he handed the flowers over.

Lastly, Jackson walked towards you, dressed in a suit, his hair styled so that everything he did, complimented him. The tears started to slip down your cheeks as you grinned at him. He handed you 2 red roses and one white one. “Y/N.” He said his voice coming out of the speakers thanks to a mic on his shirt. He knelt slowly. Cheering and laughter came from the audience and the other members also knelt off to the side. As you became a sniffling mess Jackson began to talk, his voice full of emotion. “That first day we met, when I saw you smile and my heart started to pound without my permission. When you giggled at my jokes, and always made sure I had a drink after performances, when you comforted me, and helped me get through all my bad days. When you finally became mine, and I knew the moment that you said yes to my date proposal… That it’s you. You are the one I want to spend my life with. I can’t imagine even one second of my life, where you don’t exist in it. I need your laughter, your smile, the way you smell, and how you look so beautiful when you’re asleep. Will you marry me Princess?”

Nodding furiously, with your hand over your mouth as tears fell faster, he slipped the ring on to your finger and stood. He pulled out a tissue and you laughed as the other boys did too. Using just about all of them you hugged Jackson tightly. “I love you baby-girl.”

“I love you too handsome.” You muttered back into his neck.

Later that night, you all went out to celebrate and think back on everything that had led to this moment. Without these goofballs your life would have been very very different.

[thenamesseven]

hi!! thank you sm for this again!! yugyeom fluff 24 and 30 please ❤️❤️

Hi! Thank YOU for requesting!

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Cuddling on the couch with Yugyeom you only ended up more focused on the freckles he had scattered around his skin rather than on the movie the two of you were supposed to be watching.

He seemed to get slightly annoyed when your finger moved up to his nose, distracting him too.

"Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?" He asked with a small smile, not mad at all.

"No" You replied smiling even bigger when he wrapped his arms around you to bring your body even closer to his.

"I really want to kiss you" Yugyeom whispered before closing the distance between your lips

[ohhkkaebsonggg]

Park Jinyoung(Got7)- 'Sweater'

12 Days of Christmas Drabble Series

(Four days in a row and then one day for rest and then again with four days until Christmas Day)

Sexual tension :|

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After all this time , you'd like to tell yourself that 'hey , don't worry! It's normal that 23 year old boyfriend , who's like super serious wouldn't be making you go to an ugly sweater party' but again , he is right in front of you...

"Yah! Can we please go!"Jinyoung whined and You couldn't be more amused

"Park Jinyoung , are you serious?"you said letting out a bubble of laughter afterwards

"Yah , really I'm serious please!"he said annoyed

"Ok sure , why not?"you said crossing your arms in pure amusement

"But I really wa- wait what?"he started whining but then realized what you said

"Lets go, when is it?"you asked sitting down on the stool of the kitchen

"It's , hehe funny story , it's like um listen-"he started and your face completely changed "it's like in two and a half hours"he said finished and you literally felt your eyes pop out of your face

"JINYOUNG-AH!" You said standing up and walking upstairs getting changed quickly into jeans a white t-shirt and black boots walking back downstairs

"Lets go to a store , you wanna go that badly? Babyboy move your ass then" you screamed and he was dying in laughter but after that statement his face grew confused

"Bu-but im your oppa"he said

"You'll always be my babyboy , you know that , now be a good one and get in the car for mommy" you said pushing him into the car on the drivers sit

"You know this switch thing you got going is kinda confusing" he said after you got in the car and turned it on

"Stop building up the sexual tension" you said driving without looking at his face

"You started it" he shrugged

Time skip

After you entered a nearby crafts store holding hands , shit got real. You guys got spotted by fans , of course taking pictures and of course those got viral and of course that brought more fans , and paparazzi. So security (the old ahjussi and his son) closed down the store and let you two in alone , fans still outside tho

"Thank you" you guys said at the same time bowing but the old man and his son just smiled at you both

"No thank you! Now I know the store is going to get more crowded since you good looking people came here to visit" the ahjussi told you , making you stop bowing

"Ahhh stop , thank you ahjussi"you told him and he smiled

"What are you looking for?"his son spoke up

"Ugly sweaters"Jinyoung deadpanned smiling

"We have for couples" jinyoung lit up at that

"Perfect!" He quickly answered and the son led you to them

They were white with two candy canes making a heart in the heart area ,one had Santa Claus poking out from its tummy and one had Mama Claus , Christmas lights sae rounded both arms and it had blue snowflakes all over them , just perfect.

"We'll have them!"you neearly screamed , but cuffed trying to play it off , but Jinyoung gave you a knowing smile

"Yeah , well have them , do you like them babygirl?" he said grabbing you by your waist and whispering in your ear a light 'huh?'

"Sure" you croaked out and he giggled lowly , holy shit.

"Here" they boy had wrapped them up by now and Jinyoung gave him the money

"Lets go , shall we stop at home first?"he asked you smirking

"Y-yeah" you nodded and he chuckled

"What's so funny?" You asked , still embarrassed

"You were just calling me babyboy an hour ago , you're such a switch" Jinyoung said and put his sunglasses on

"Sure I'd like that" you babbled

"You're crazy" he said after laughing out loud "I love you"he said and grabbed your hand running out

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Please do not judge me , I'm a switch and like this is the first thing that came to mind , I'm sorry if it's cringeworthy:) lotta love

-admin Rena

[kim-chaeyeong-blog]

So why don't you do smut? Even for the adult members? You did a smutty reaction for Bts which I really liked!!!

I prefer not to. I'm *okay* with doing smutty reactions because those are short and slightly less cringey. For smuts/imagines, I literally can't write them cuz omg the cringe would be so real XDBut anyway... I'm not a huge fan of sexualizing people, but if someone requests it, I won't let them down.

[sopewriters]

Smutty Drabble Challenge #3

Boy Groups:

Wonho: “ I’ll have to gag you if you don’t keep it down…. or do you want them to hear?” + “My cum’s dripping out, let me push it back in you." (S)

Chanyeol (Mafia AU!): “What’s wrong, are your little nipples sore? Too bad, I’m going to keep playing with them.” (S)

Baekhyun: “I’ll have to gag you if you don’t keep it down…. or do you want them to hear?” (M)

Yoongi: “Crawl under the table and put your mouth to use, that’s your dessert tonight.” + “Come sit on my lap like a good pet.” (M)

Taehyung (Bookstore owner au!): “Nothing to say? What's wrong, did I finally fuck your brains out?” (M)

Johnny (Fratboy AU!): "I don’t care if people are around, open up your shirt and let me see your tits." (S)

Taeil: “My cum’s dripping out, let me push it back in you.” (S)

Lucas: “Lift up your skirt and show me that tight ass of yours.” and “My cum’s dripping out, let me push it back in you.” (M)

Jaehyun: "I don’t care if people are around, open up your shirt and let me see your tits." (M) 

Ten: “I think we should make a tape so I can show everyone what a good whore you are.” (M) 

Taeyong: "Do you like touching the bruises I leave on your skin?" (S) 

Mark Tuan: “Answer phone I'll keep fucking you.” (S) 

Minghao: “Don't talk just spread your fucking legs.” (S) 

Girl Groups:

Rosé: “You’re always the prettiest with my cum dropping off you.” (M)

Rosé: "What’s wrong, are your little nipples sore? Too bad, I’m going to keep playing with them."+"Nothing to say? What’s wrong, did I finally fuck your brains out?" (S)

Jennie: "My cum’s dripping out, let me push it back in you." (S) 

Seulgi: "Lift up your skirt and show me that tight ass of yours." + "I want you to count out every strike while I spank you." (S) 

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Mark X Fem!Reader

Summary: You know I always thought titles didn’t matter, it turns out I actually really wanted one, I was just fooling myself.

One-shot

Please don’t read if you’re innocent, this is smut and mature content, please read other works if you like my fanfiction but, don’t read the smut. Just this is for mature readers and/or over 18 readers.

Prompt: 9. "Wanna sneak out of this family diner and have a date instead?"

High school & 70′s Au Family dinners are great and all, just fine. Especially, when they let you bring a friend over. Because you're the only kid your age, and they want you to have someone to talk to who gets your, 'lingo' as they like to say.

This year my friend, Mark. Well I say friend in a very loose term. We much more than that, we never really put a title on it like, 'boyfriend and girlfriend' or 'friends with benefits' even though we've had more sex than one would like to admit. We've been on millions of dates yet we never bring up the fact. I think both assume that we already know. But we're still unsure. I love him and all, but I don't really believe in the need of having the title to be happy. He thinks the same way, we both proclaimed that ergo, we don't bring it up. The doorbell rings and my parents were having me as the door opener so they could focus on finishing the meal. It's Mark and his parents, now they are sort of like family, we've known each other forever. We greet each other by, "What is." "What it was" "What it shall be" in unison. Like, his parents are invited every year. But, originally he didn't go until my parents one time at the Easter dinner three years back brought up that they should bring their son, so I could have someone to talk to. No, Mark's family and mine are not family. It's just that they practically are living down the street of them. And since then we knew each other from school, and we got even closer. We were planning since Thanksgiving dinner went so well... That we could sneak out. It's possible because our parents and the family tend to get drunker than fuck. My parents finally finish the dinner as I bring in the last of the relatives. Mark and I are talking as we grab a little something. It had to be at least 30 minutes before my father starts drunking-ly rambling and laughing. The rest of the family were getting their fill of drinks when, "Wanna sneak out of this family dinner and have a date instead? Let's stick to the man, babe." I nod at him and we casually walk out of the house, none of them caring being as they all were in the haze. We throw on our coats, unlike winter every where else, it's not even a feet of snow. Just fake snow my parents threw on ground. It's still chilly but, you know. We walk to a diner that is still open on Christmas, luckily. We get a large chocolate shake him asking to share it with me and I agree. Only because, we get two separate straws he groans saying was his straw not good enough and I tell him simply, 'yes'. I get spaghetti and he gets a steak. We sit in a booth across from each other. Grinning and just laughing about things that were useless, but time that you enjoyed wasting was never really wasted at all. He gets up and he says, "I got the perfect song!" I raise my brow and he rushes over to the jukebox. His bell bottoms moving across the floor, as he strides his way over to me. And starts dancing in the middle of the diner its not like we were the only ones doing that it's just we do that a lot. I grin as we move to the song, Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons new hit, "December 1963, Oh What A Night" (Song came out in 1975 just flashback). "You look bangin' babe." "Right backatcha, Casanova." He shakes his head and twirls me. He sings me, "What a lady, what a night." I laugh and we sit back down as the song ends and coincidentally the waitress comes out with our food. And we hear real loud laughter and someone running with another person not to far behind them, and we hear the fuzz, their loud sirens behind them. "If it's BamBam you owe me 20" "Get bent, I bet it's the goons from South Broad." "I'll shake to that." Finishing my spaghetti before he finishes his steak. "You know what be heavy?" "What?" "If it was both of them." "I'm hip" I grin at him as he finishes the steak and we start drinking our milkshake together, the second one she brought around for the both of us. The waitress grumbles as she picks up our plates and Mark says, "You know everyone's happier when their getting boned." "You would know." "Like you would too, babe." I laugh kissing his nose, and then he asks, "Have you ever wanted to put a label on us?" "Like at one point... I still do." "How about, let's say boyfriend and girlfriend?" "I wouldn't mind that I'm down for it." He grins and kisses me across the table. We pay for our dinner and he puts his hand into the back pocket of my bell bottoms, I recently just gotten. And I put mine in the back of his bell bottoms. And he says, "Let's blow this popsicle stand." We walk out and we see the goons and BamBam running down the street towards us, along with two of the goons, we slip into the alley. We're somewhat good kids. Being as no one believes that we'd do anything wrong. And our parents would kick our asses if we ended up in jail. Not to say we didn't drink under age, that's a norm. You go to one of our parties and you're gonna be drunk off your ass by the end of the night. Oh and yes there is the fact that our ceiling is yellow from the cigarette smoke. Instead of being porcelin white like it used to be. Almost everyone's house in town except for the squares or overly religious people's houses. We shake and say, "Truce, dude." He kisses me pulling me closer to him, and he says, "You know what would be a great way to start our official title?" "Shag?" "It's like you read my mind, babe." He laughs as we continue to walk together as we were doing before our hands in each other's back pockets of the other's bell bottoms. We reach his house, he opens the door. (Just so you know, most people didn't lock their doors the believed it was safe back then). Throwing off our coats as we enter. He kisses me deeply, I take my one hand out of his bell bottoms to put them in his soft brown shaggy hair. I feel his hand move out of my bell bottoms and underneath my shirt as we make-out.

We stop to catch our breath and he throws of my shirt. I take off his shirt quickly as well my fingers trailing over his abs. He quickly undoes his belt, and steps out of his jeans kicking them to the side. I undo mine quickly after, and he drags me up to his room after, we pick up our jeans.

I slip my panties off the minute we get inside the door. And he asks me as he kisses my neck, “Want to try something different?”

“Like what?”

“Oral, but we both are receiving.”

“How is that gonna work?”

“Um well I saw it in that new porno that came out, the one I snuck into remember?”

“Oh, because you were like sticking it to the man, because you like didn’t want to wait till your 18th birthday which was the next day.”

He laughs and nods and he says, “Either I can be on the bed or you.” I shrug my shoulder so he lays on the bed and he pulls me over after slipping off his tented briefs. To reveal he was hard and ready to go.

“Come here, foxy lady.” I laugh and say, “Okay, Casanova. How does this like, exactly work?”

“So you like put your hips over my face, like face sitting, but like you lean down and suck me off.”

“Okay I’m down with that.” I slowly straddle his face backwards with my hips and I feel his breath on my lower lips, if I wasn’t already wet. That just made me twice as wet, I inhale sharply and I move myself so I’m over his cock and I give his cock a kitten lick. And he lets out a groan, the vibrations sending a shivers  up my back.

Without any hesitation I tightly hold my thumb in my palms my fingers clasping over it. (It makes you have no gag reflex). And I deep throat him, he lets out a moan as I grind my hips onto his face, because he had yet to do anything. It’s like a light bulb went off in his head and he starts sucking my clit. I moan around his cock, and he bucks up into my mouth. Not expecting it I pull off a little, tears pricking into my eyes. And he apologizes and I tell him it’s fine after I pulled off his cock to suck at his tip. Not long before I went back to deep-throating him. My hand keeping me from falling off the bed from being unbalanced. While my other hand clasping my palm rests on his thigh, also sort of steadying me.

As he licks my entrance, pushing his tongue as far as it can go up into it, I let a few moans as he groans at the sesation and makes the whole thing another cycle. I softly graze my teeth on the bottom vein of his cock, trying to get him off faster because my jaw was starting to hurt. I feel his fingers slip into me slowly. His middle finger. I only knew that because his middle finger has his class ring on it. And omg.... That is so cold compared to how hot I truly was.

I graze over his vein, and he thrusts into my mouth again, I was prepared that time, so I didn’t pull off as I felt his ring finger go up inside me, and I feel them curl inside me as he starts sucking my clit again, I let out a moan around his cock and I move my mouth to suck at his tip and he bucks his hips. I start grinding on his hand and face trying to get me off faster. As I try to get him off faster as well.

I feel him twitch once so I decide to take him all again deep-throating him, yet again. And he cums moaning against my clit loudly the vibrations causing me to cum, I make sure to get any that slipped out of my mouth swallowing all of it. I feel him lapping up my juices as he likes to call them instead of my cum. And I move off his cock to catch my breath after that breathtaking orgasm. I feel him slowly pick me up and I roll over to flip myself around as I fall off the bed to get up. And I smile and curl up to him and tell him, “That was amazing. Like remind me to go to pornos with you, next time?” He laughs and nods and kisses me. “I’m down with that.”

“So, we don’t get caught by smokey, shall we return to you’re house?”

“Aw fuck it, they’re gonna find out anyways.”

“Let’s at least get dressed.”

“You right, smooch-ya.”

 “Smooch-ya-too, baby.”