#jin jjk smut

[princessoflalaland]

Not So Innocentᝰ.ᐟ

synopsis: your sweet, little nerd isn’t as innocent as you think. so what happens when you find out he has a thing for you, the one who torments him?

.ᐟcontent: nerd jin itadori x bully fem reader, smut, riding, choking, dacryphilia

.ᐟword count: 1.2k

.ᐟa/n: this came out of nowhere. but nerdy little jin needs to get in my panties real quick or so help me

jin doesn’t remember how he got here. his pants undone with his ass on the cold, wood floor of the gym supply room with you bouncing on his condom-clad dick, sweaty and sneering. all he remembers is finding a note in his locker at the end of the day, asking him to come to the gym after school. 

he was skeptical at first, especially since he’s not the type of guy to be invited anywhere for any reason besides to be ridiculed for his academic prowess. he feared it could’ve been you who was trying to lure him to something he really didn’t want to deal with, probably to force him to do your homework for the umpteenth time. it was those fears that kept him in that shell of his for most of his school career.

but today, out of all days, he refused to let himself to stay in his little shell. it’s his last year, he needs to live a little. 

he found you where the note told him to go, school skirt doing nothing to hide your perfect legs. when the door clicked closed behind him, he gulped and stuttered. “w-what did you want?”

that smile of yours, all condescending on those pretty lips, appears on your face and that’s when he knew he was in deep shit. you pulled your phone out as you strode over to him. when you were less than a foot from him, you thrusted the screen into his face.

he adjusted his glasses and tried to figure out what he was looking at. it was a video of him, no longer than 10 or fifteen seconds. he was jerking off to what looked like pictures of you. jin swore his heart fell out of his ass and left his blood cold.

“this what you get up to when i don’t give you my homework?” you purred, pushing your breast against his arm. “huh, nerd?”

“i- that’s- it’s not-“ why wouldn’t his mouth work? jin’s body was burning up despite his cold blood. his pulse thundered in his red ears, so loud he couldn’t hear the thoughts that weren’t even there. 

“i- that- what, nerd?” you jeered. “tryna tell me you don’t get off to pics of me? ‘cause if so, im insulted. i’m not as dumb as you think, y’know.” 

your phone had disappeared, you were now flush against him. “i can’t let this go unpunished y’know. i find it so sad you think you could even fantasize about me, that i’m just some object of your desire.”

your voice was soft, a lustful, predatory hiss that rang in his ears. your hands, soft and dainty, had found his belt and quickly got it undone. those lips, with that alluring lipgloss combo you wore everyday, grazed his. “lemme show you what will never be yours.”

the rest faded and now he finds himself harshly gripping your hips, tears streaming down his cheeks behind his crooked glasses, begging you to let him cum.

“‘m sorry, i-i won’t do it again, i- aghh, can’t take it!” that was the most coherent thing he’s said in the past ten minutes you’ve kept him on the edge. 

“shut up,” you bark through panting breaths. “pissin me off with all that whining.”

your pussy is like a vise on his dick, squeezing him for all he’s worth. the lewd plap, plap, plapping sounds exactly as he imagined it would from all the erotic manga he secretly reads, like something straight out of a porno. 

 his head is in the clouds as the coil in his stomach tightens once again. he can’t believe how wet you are, how messy yet perfect your cunt is. you just slide on him like it’s nothing. when he isn’t looking at you through his tear-blotted vision, he watches your pussy swallow his cock like it’s nothing.

if anything, you can’t believe how big he is. each time your ass makes contact with his thighs, his tip jabs at your cervix, making you laugh-moan. what a joke. this little nerd walking around with this fucking monster in his pants.

makes you wonder what his twin is packing, honestly…

you bring your manicured fingers around his throat and squeeze. the way his moans become strangled makes your pussy throb. “jerking off to pictures of me? ya fuckin perv.” you whisper in his ear.

“i-“ he gargles around your hand, eyes rolling back into his head. his flushed face is so pretty, the sweat on his brow glistening in the light.

“still tryna explain yourself?” you huff with frustration. you speed up, bringing him closer to the edge. “just give up..and admit you’re a dirty, little perv who gets off to pics of me.”

he doesn’t want to admit it, to give you the satisfaction yet again. for once, he wants to come out on top. that thought alone reminds him how bad he wants to cum, how his dick is painfully, dreadfully hard from all your edging. jin chokes and grits his teeth, trying desperately not to lose more of himself in you. 

“say it.” you snarl. you let up on your choking to keep him from passing out. “admit you’re a fuckin pervert, and maybe i’ll let you cum.”

when you let up on his throat he gasps, coughs a bit before panting and drooling like a bitch in heat. his ears perk up at the offer, but what little pride he has left keeps him quiet. 

his balls are full, aching to let everything out inside the condom you. he sobs when your cunt squeezes him again, your essence staining his skin.

“don’t wan’ talk?” you pout, looking so innocent with your wide eyes and furrowed brows. “that’s too bad.”

you lift your hips and only keep his tip inside you. jin swears he’s never known pain until you did that. his impending orgasm is receding, the pressure lightening up in his core, and if he’s not quick, he’ll be back where he started and the torment won’t end.

and at this point, as much as he’s dreamed of this, he just wants to cum and be done.

“p-please, let me back inside.” he stammers, chest stuttering with irregular breaths. “don’t stop..i’m beggin you, k-keep riding me.”

“say it.” you repeat, shallowly fucking his tip. he winces at the small amount of stimulation. “you know what i wanna hear…”

jin squeezes his eyes closed and swallows the painful pill called his pride. “i…i’m a dirty pervert who- who jerks off..t-to pictures of you.”

he opens one eye when you take his glasses off him and set them on the floor. you cup his face and breathe “good boy.”

he practically cums from that alone, you don’t even need to keep riding him. so when you resume bouncing on his cock like the world is ending, he can’t help but to cry and convulse under you. his cum coats his dick thickly within the condom, and he fills it even more when he feels you cumming on him.

when you’re both done, you leave him burrowed in you, breathing hard, sweat coating every inch of your bodies. 

jin can’t find it in him to get up when you do, leaving his dick wet and limp against him. his eyes are dazed and distant as they follow you. 

you fix yourself as best as you can, fixing your skirt, redoing your hair, and reapplying your lipgloss. you smirk down at jin before kneeling down and kissing him on the cheek. 

“fuckin loser,” is the the last thing he hears you say as you saunter toward the door and leave him in the closet. 

[frenchcoucou]

brothers 彡

ac: Meriatyxx

[deathc-re]

your older!bf who has really opened your eyes to the world of mature men. who truly listens when have a complaint and works to fix it. who shows you that he adores you, even in his own strange way. who goes out of his way to spoil you and pamper you; who always makes sure you have the best of the best.

older!bf who literally is the best sexual experience you've had in your whole life. who does things you didn't even think were possible. who makes you feel levels of pleasure you'd only read about until this point. who pays such close attention to ever twitch and flinch and gasp and abuses ever spot that brings you pleasure. who reaches places so deep inside that you're surprised feels good instead of painful. who goes above and beyond with aftercare, making you feel so safe and secure. who makes sure you're well feed and clean, your favorite show or song playing as he cuddles you close.

older!bf who wastes no time to show you off and shower you in praise. who compliments every aspect of you, some you didn't even notice about yourself. who respects and knows you as a person. who is secure enough in himself and the relationship to know that even tho you're together, you're your own separate people and is fine with it.

older!bf who is protective of you and takes the extra measures to make sure you're safe in every situation he can, no matter what.

older!bf who loves you :(

LAW, corazon, sir crocodile, bakugo, aizawa, FAT GUM, sung-jin woo, andy, GETO, and my man <3

[nkogneatho]

when you first met itadori jin, you thought he was so sweet and kind. he was always a little nerdy when he talked about things he loved. "sorry i got carried away" was something he'd often say because he thought he was bothersome. but you never thought that. you liked when his eyes lit up at the silliest science theories. you loved that he was so considerate.

but you know what they say?? nerds are the kinkiest people. when you told jin you want him to fuck you, he turned red. but you had to say it out loud because he wouldn't. he respected you. that, until he had you bent over the couch. you'd never thought he'd be so rough. but that is the thing. he was so unconscious about it. his silly science addicted brain inspected your hole and he knew you'd be able to take it with a little stretching. his large hands were on your back, pushing you further into couch. you had to turn your face to the side to make sure you don't suffocate against the cushion.

"shhh don't move, my dear. i am doing this f'you." his cock was buried deep inside but he wasn't moving. "didn't you say you wanted to do it? i need to make sure you don't get hurt in the process—ahhh fuck don't squeeze me, darling." you couldn't help it. your cunt ached for his thrusts. "i am sorry my dick is too big for you baby. but i am a good boyfriend, right? mmm shit...'n good boyfriends always give their pretty girlfriend what she asks for." he collected your wetness with his fingers and licked them. "mhmm fhuck sweetheart. knew this pretty pussy was sweet the way she was throbbing when i was inspecting her. go on, lovie...tell her to make more juices for your kind boyfriend." jin wasn't even aware how dirty the thing he was saying sounds. he just thought it was normal. he finally thrusted once and you cried out his name, unexpecting the sudden jolt. "feels good, right?" you moaned out a yes. "of course it feels good. now..." he grabbed your waist, "time to marry your pussy with my cock, darling."

[mikassaviola]

His CumSlut| JJK

Warnings: Porn with no plot, dumbification, pounding hard, rough sex, spanking, slight ass play? Mentions of public bj, mentions of multiple rounds, Unprotected sex, cumming inside, lmk what I missed

-------------------------------------------------

"Couldn't behave in front of anyone could you huh?", Jungkook hissed, pounding into your pussy from behind, his thumb playing over your asshole making you moan.

"Need your cum", You moaned out, your voice weak, body limp as he bent your body to his accord.

"I know bitch but you could've waited huh instead of sucking my cock like a whore, wanted to get caught huh?", Jungkook smacked your ass making you groan, your brain failed to register his words as your body trembled.

You just felt good was all you knew, his huge cock making you see white as your eyes rolled back.

Pounding and pounding, the world was Jungkook and you were his.

"Do you even understand me baby?", Jungkook chuckled his violent thrusts unstoppable as you moaned in response not caring about what he was saying.

The knot in your stomach is getting tighter and tighter, your body aching to burst.

Burst right in front of Jungkook, show everything to him.

"Look at that pussy creaming my dick", He said and smacked your ass and that's all it took for you to cum.

Your pussy sucking him in with your clenches as Jungkook hissed. Already tired and wanting to sleep.

But Jungkook was far from over.

"You think you deserve to rest hm? My dumb baby. The night is long darling get ready", He whined filling your cunt with his seeds and setting a slow pace to ride out his high. Staying inside you until he gets hard again and then starts pounding again.

That was Jeon Jungkook for you and you were his cum slut.

[fics-lovebot]

bts fic recs

main masterlist

· · ♡ · · tysm to the amazing creative minds of the writers for giving me sevaral moments of joy reading your creations

i´ll be constantly updating this list so make sure to check it out often for new recs ;)))

pls remember to reblog if you like any of my recs❤️

ot7 / poly

namjoon

seokjin

yoongi

hoseok

jimin

taehyung

jungkook

[nanaslutt]

sigh i see no one writing this so i’ll do it myself

Kenjaku as Kaori x Jin Itadori

MDNI smut under the cut<3

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔

It was all for kenjaku’s plan,

Even when jin itadori had kenjaku in the meanest fucking arch, grabbing her hips and fucking her back onto his cock while he hooked both hands fingers into her mouth,

“Take-my-fucking-dick.” he groaned between thrusts, hot breath against kenjaku’s ear.

Kenjaku’s smaller hands coming down to grab Jin’s cock and slide is back into her pussy when it slid out, wining when he immediately continued his harsh thrusts against her cervix, “Yeahhhh, so fucking needy for my dick,” Jin groaned.

Jin would make kenjaku put his cock in herself, straddling his hips while he sat there waiting for her to slide it in. Kenjaku’s eyes rolling back as he relished in the feeling of how good this body felt taking cock

The curses mind completely fucked out when jin sucked on her clit, thrusting his fingers in and out of her pussy, slamming straight into her gspot,

“You like when I eat ur fucking pussy? huh?”

Kenjaku was having so much fun with this body, and he just happened to get stuck with a husband who gave his wife (kenjaku) the best dick of her life, and who was he to refuse?

Kenjaku had no real reason to have sex with the pink haired man, but the feeling of jin choking him out while he fucked into her walls was reason enough.

The curse even took pleasure in getting throat fucked by her husband, soft hands coming down to play with her clit while he straddled her face on the bed, bringing his hips back completely before fucking his thick cock all the way down kenjaku’s throat.

Kenjaku especially loved when jin would fill up her pussy. His breeding kink showing through whenever he had his mind set on cuming inside.

“Want me to fill you up, huh? Make you a mommy?” kenjaku just whined, taking his mean fucking thrusts as Jin worked himself up to his orgasm, barely recognizing the woman’s voice as kenjaku’s own when she babbled out, “p-please fuckkk, give it to me give it to me.”

“Gonna take all my fucking cum like a good girl?” Jin groaned, folding kenjaku into a painful mating press, basically fucking into her womb, “Gonna give you my fucking babies,” he would tip he head back, Jin’s jaw dropping; and kenjaku squeezed her pussy around him at the sight combined with his filthy words.

Finally releasing his seed into his wife’s pussy, hot ropes flooding out around him as he gave her deep fucking strokes

Kenjaku feeling absolute bliss when Jin pulled out, collecting his cum on his fingers and stuffing it back into her full pussy, “Keep all my cum inside you, gotta make sure you get pregnant.”

But of course kenjaku had everything under control, it was all apart of her plan.

[kangmoon27]

The Boy | Jungkook ff PT2

Pairing: Bhrams Yandere Jungkook x babysitter Y/n

Summary: they paid you a huge amount of money just to babysit their son who turned out to be a doll named kookie not knowing the real kookie is actually all grown up and living behind the walls where he always watches you.

First part

The sounds of foot stepping becomes normal for you. Ever since that night when you tried to leave this house the noises coming from the wall continues. It's terrifying yes but you just couldn't do anything but just to bare with it.

Your eyes fell on the wall clock and find out that it's already 8 o'clock and it's time to put kookie to bed.

You walk towards the doll that is sitting on the sofa and pick it up. You then turn around and unplug the tv before making your way upstairs.

As you entered his room you slowly put him down in his bed, you walk away from him and stood up Infront of the closet trying to find his night wear clothe.

Once you found it you came towards him again before undressing him and dress him up with his night wear suit. A small smile appeared in your lips while you're laying the doll down on his bed and cover him with the blanket. Leaving a kiss on his forehead and said farewell to him.

You slowly close your eyes after closing the bedroom door behind you. A sigh left your mouth, you're so exhausted, all though taking care of a doll is just easy job, maintaining the huge house looking like a castle clean is a lot of work.

You can't do it on your own. They surly need to get another maid but that's exactly what they don't want. They only want you here alone in this house while taking care of a doll that they called "their son".

It's so weird but what can you say. The money they're paying you is no joke and because of that you just had to bare with it.

As you took a step forward you heard the step coming from the wall as well. You tried to ignore it and went to your room but before you could even open the door and step forward you heard a running footsteps coming from the wall as if it's making it's way towards you. But when you look around you found no one and the steps fades away.

You're under the shower. You just let your body under the water while you're laying on the tub. It's such a long day and you surly need a calm and peaceful bath to finally call it a day.

While you're chillin. Someone slowly open the door avoid to make a sound. He walks in and saw your used clothes on the laundry basket. He smile under his thick glass mask and grab your und'rwear along with the dress that you just used. Sniffing on it while closing his eyes he couldn't help but to giggle silently.

His mind isn't completely matured. He couldn't even remember how his child's mind suddenly become perverted. Well there's only one answer. It's you. Definitely you.

While he's busy sniffing your undergarment and hugging your dress his eyes caught something shining on the sink and noticed that it's your neckless.

He knew how important it is for you cause he can sometimes see you kissing it. He quickly grabbed it and put it in his pocket. While he's about to leave he accidentally hit the cup where your toothbrush is placed on. You quickly open the curtain and saw your thing on the ground.

Getting up from the tub you came and pick it up before placing it again on the sink. You look around the bathroom and find no one but the bathroom door is open. While the droplets of the water are dripping from your b'dy, you walk out of the bathroom nked and look around your room but found no one so you just came back inside and closed the door.

Jungkook on the other side keep his eyes on you. Watching you all nked while he's hiding inside the closet that is Infront of the bathroom. He's sweating alot. All he could think about is doing nasty things on you.

You came out of the bathroom and started looking around the room trying to search for your neckless but it's no where to be found.

You're getting frustrated while letting out a annoyed groan. Jungkook just continue watching you and lick his lips seeing you only with white long sleeve and when you bend down you literally gave him the perfect view of your a's.

Just then a loud bang was heard down stairs. You get startled and look around before making your way down stairs. Without hesitation Jungkook also made his down using his shortcut that is behind the walls.

When Jungkook arrived there he saw a man and he's talking to you. Confused. He saw how you're trying to push the guy out of the house but since he's bigger than you it's no used. He can see how unstable you are through the small gap in the wall.

You sat on the ground after the man walk upstairs. Pulling your hair out of frustration. You saw your ex boyfriend namjoon coming back with Kookie in his hand.

"Wow what is this? Is this the guy you're babysitting? It's a freaking doll Yn!!" He just then start laughing while you tried taking kookie from him.

While taking the doll away from him you accidentally poke his eyes making him groan in pain. The second later he look at you with his burning eyes and grabbed the doll from your hand then thrown it on the ground. The head of the doll explode as it's made of a white glass just like the plates.

"No!!!! N-no no no no no what have you done namjoon!!" You look at him in shocked while he just laughed. Walking towards the broken kookie you couldn't help but to think about what will happen to you next just then a painful grip from your hair made you scream in pain.

Namjoon started pulling you by your hair when the wall suddenly open. A loud bang made you and namjoon look at the broken wall. Just then you both saw a hand coming out of the wall till a huge guy wearing a dirty jumper with a mask same as the doll came out.

Without hesitation he quickly run to namjoon and chock him while pinning him on the wall. He also grabbed the vase beside him and hit him with it. The other guy fell on the ground with bleeding head.

But he didn't stop there. Jungkook also grabbed a kn'fe and st'b the man laying on the ground several times before he turn his head towards you.

You started shaking your head left and right in fear. You then slowly stood up and run away from him. You can hear the loud bang of his shoes while running after you.

"Yn don't leave me. I'll me good. I will. Please don't leave kookie." You cover your mouth while hearing him taking with his child voice. Just as you're about to run away you saw him standing Infront of you while holding a kn'fe in his other hand.

You gulp hard. You don't know what to do. He was just staring at you while standing so close to you.

"Kookie!! Drop that. It's time for bed come on!!" You don't know where did you get that courage but that's all you could think about right now.

Surprisingly he did dropped the kn'fe and followed you while making your way to his bedroom.

You order him to lay down and he did. As you're about to leave he suddenly grabbed your hand making you look at him.

"Kiss."

"No kookie you've been a very bad today."

You turned around wanting to leave but you heard him whipping like a kid while holding your hand. You turned around again and saw him sitting on the bed while holding you tight.

"Kiss."

You just gave up and actually kiss him. The coldness of his mask made your lips numb. Before you could even pulled away Jungkook eventually pulled you closer and made you sit on his lap.

You widened your eyes trying to free yourself but he's strong enough to lay you on his bed and hovered you. He tear your clothes open while you're trying so hard to get away from him.

He just let you struggle but never let you go. He quickly went down and pulled you undergarment away. You're covering your exposed cl't with your hand but he quickly push it away and lift his mask a little only enough to stick his tongue out and eat you out.

When you felt his warm tongue licking you off you suddenly forgot what you're actually trying do. You let out a small moan while putting your head back and rolled your eyes.

Jungkook smiled. He loves the taste of you. It's just only free c'm but he's already obsessed with it. He couldn't believe that you taste even better than he could imagine.

He wasn't even able to make you come but he quickly stopped and look at you. You then slowly open your eyes and saw him. He stood up and str'p himself Infront of you then hovered to you again. Jungkook placed the tip of his leaking c'ck against your entrance before pushing in slowly, you gasped at the intrusion, feeling him fill you up as he got deeper and deeper until you sat nicely on his lap. Jungkook pecks your lips as you adjusted yourself, you could see the look in Jungkook's eyes the look of him holding himself back.

Kookie let out a small whimper with eyes screwed shut trying to process the pleasure of you just sitting on his cock. It made you smile what you could do to him, how you could affect this man, leaning down you pressed your soft lips against his with him instantly returning it. One hand still on your hips the other carded through your hair as tongues tangled together in sloppy kisses.

A gasp left jungkook's lips as he felt you raise your hips only to slam back down onto him A breathless "Mommy" leaving his lips before you pressed yours and his together again.

Starting slow you eventually started to gain momentum bouncing up and down on his throbbing c'ck. Pulling away from the kissing to sit up you moaned as your body jerked up and down t'ts bouncing with every thrust. Jungkook started breathed heavily as his hand moved to your bouncing breasts to massage them, every now and then moving his thumb across your erect n'pples.

"Fck Mommy, you feel so tight!" He moaned thrusting up against your bouncing to get even deeper

The sound of sk'n slapping against skin echoed with both of your labored breathes, you could feel the tip of Jungkook's c'ck hitting in all the right spots as the knot inside your gut started to tighten threatening to snap at any second.

he wrapped his arms around your waist and started thr'sting upwards at blinding speed, hitting the perfect spot every time.

"Fu-ahh Make mommy cum on your c'ck!" You moaned into his ear as the knot got tighter and tighter until You let out a strangled m'an as your walls clenched around him milking his c'ck for all its worth, kookie thrusted up once more before keeping his c'ck buried inside of you. The feeling of you clenching around him just enough to send him over the edge once more, filling you up with streaks of c'm.

Finally you both relaxed on top of each other, you laying on his chest with his c'ck inside you and arms still wrapped around you in a lighter embrace.

You totally lost your mind. You don't even know who's this guy and correction he just k'lled your ex and his body is still down stairs while you're here getting fck up.

[gukkie01]

Pair: Racer! Jungkook x Police officer! Fem reader

Rating/Genre: 18+, smut (little to no plot), humour (I tried but failed again 😐)

Words count: 5 649

Warning: explicit content, oral sex (F receiving), semi-public sex (I guess??), penetrative sex, vaginal sex, jungkook is a very very hot racer, fingering, car sex, sassy Y/n, dirty talking, unprotected sex (pls don’t be dumb like them)

Summary: Y/n was starting to get bored of being a police officer. She needed the thrill. Thank god, Jeon Jungkook was there to help her.

Note: very much liked writing this one. It was inspired by a book I read on wattpad (that I forgot the name of :/) but I switched the roles and decided Y/n was going to be the police officer 👍. Hope you guys enjoy this one! Sorry for any typos :(

💞 quick little reminder that comments and likes are appreciated 🥹. Enjoy! 💞

Can’t Catch Me

Being a police officer was not your dream anymore. For the solemn reasons that it was boring as hell. Nothing like in the movies. There weren’t any arresting criminals and interfering in mafia cartels and saving the day.

No. It was sorting documents and sometimes, if you were lucky enough, arresting cars. But where was the thrill in that? The excitement?

Sitting down behind a desk clearly wasn’t saving anyone or helping in that case. It was just making phone calls, watching some people here and then to make sure they didn’t leave. You never had to interrogate anyone. You didn’t even have your opportunity at playing the mean cop!

Because there was no doubt that you would’ve been the mean cop. You let no one step over you or cross any boundaries.

So yeah, being a cop or police officer if you would, was not thrilling at all. It was a shitty job that paid just enough so you could survive the month. Just enough. In the end, you always had to ask yourself if it was even worth it. And most of the time, your answer ended up being no, not at all.

Your superior was not even—

Speaking of, you suddenly received a phone call from him. Picking up, you cleared your throat, trying to sound as professional and calm and cool as possible. “Y/n,” he said and shifted a little. “I need you in my office. Now.” He ended the call, not giving the slightest bit of details.

But you were used to that. Didn’t make it less annoying though.

With an exasperated sigh that earned a few amused glares from your coworkers, you got up and made your way to your boss’s office down a little hall. Three knocks and a barely audible ‘come in’ later, you were sitting down in front of him, Mr. Kang or Monkey Face as you liked to call him.

“Yes sir?” You asked, quirking an eyebrow and shifting to the edge of your chair. Were you in trouble? You couldn’t see how that was possible. How could sitting all day bring you in trouble?

Monkey Face, without once letting his eyes divert from his laptop, clicked his tongue. “I’m assigning you to a new route,” was all he said, typing away on his laptop and munching on his gum a little too loudly for your taste.

“What? Where?” The idea of finally leaving this hell of a place brought interest into your features as you wiggled more on the edge of your chair. It was embarrassing really. It wasn’t like you were arresting criminals but at least, you were going to be outside, arresting cars.

Give or take. And you decided to take.

“Route 30. You can go now.”

So, apparently, route 30 ended up being more of a stretch of highway rather than an actual route. By the time the moon set, you saw two cars, and they were exasperatedly slow. But there was no one else behind so you let it pass.

You were sitting inside your car, radio playing but you paid it no mind. It was just nice having some background noises that stopped you from falling asleep although let’s just say it wasn’t doing its job right.

When you glanced outside, the sky was pitch black; no stars, no moon. It was like someone purposely painted it black. It made the outside much darker and duller.

You sighed and decided to exit your car. Take some fresh air. You stood outside, kicking rocks with your boots and after some time, you even started playing soccer against yourself.

But you quickly got bored once again.

It turned out that being assigned to patrol a road was worse than you thought. Sitting in your car, switching the radio multiple times until you’d get so frustrated you would just shut it.

At one point, you got so bored you were on the verge of tears. Which was pathetic but true.

You started singing off-tune to a song that you vaguely remembered, singing as loud as you could before that too would become boring.

And that was when the universe heard your wishes.

Your ears perked up at the ramble of an engine, far in the distance but no doubt getting nearer pretty fast. Too fast. With your heart thumping almost loudly, you buckled your seatbelt and waited until the roaring got closer and closer and you finally saw it.

It flew past you so quickly it was like it was never there in the first place. You flicked on your lights as well as your sirens and started the car, following as closely as you could.

It was hard. Whatever car it was surely surpassed your own speed. And if it didn’t slow down any time soon, you’d lose sight of them eventually.

They made a turn to the left so quickly that you almost couldn’t follow. Your car had been on the verge of driving off the road. You weren’t really on the highway anymore but more on a small route hidden by immense trees.

You were breathless and nervous but driving that fast was the biggest thrill of your entire life and it was so liberating.

Finally, the car decelerated soon after, swerving into the side and parking swiftly. With how fast it had initially been going, you were impressed with how smooth it parked. Whoever it was behind the steering wheel, they were clearly experienced.

Slowly, all the while trying not to make a fool of yourself, you pulled up behind the bright neon blue car. You stepped out and approached the vehicul, taking in deep breaths. Be cool, be cool.

You knocked on the window three times before it slid down and goddamn it—

Your heart literally stopped beating for a fraction of a second when your gaze met a pair of doe eyes. Your own trailed lower until it stopped at a particular shiny object on the driver’s face. A lip piercing.

For a moment, you completely forgot what you were here for, too dazed by the same piercing being bitten and played with. You shook your head, regaining your composure. Or more like tried to.

Question number one.

“Do you know how fast you were driving?” You asked, trying to muster the scariest voice you could. His pierced eyebrow raised up and he smiled innocently. He had this little bunny smile that made you giddy despite trying to calm yourself down.

“I’m sorry officer, I wasn’t paying attention.” He was amused. It was clear in the way his eyes twinkled and the mocking tone of his so fucking deep voice. You gulped a lump in your throat, trying with all your might not to look at any of his piercings and maintain your professionalism.

Question number two.

“License and registration?” You managed to ask without stuttering and the driver reached into the glove box compartment and handed you his papers.

You glanced down at them, letting your eyes trail along the information.

Jeon Jungkook. Born September 1st, 1997. He was a year older than you. His hair in the picture of his license was shorter and lighter. More like a soft brown whereas now, it was almost black. You didn’t know why you were even paying attention to that. You didn’t deign a look at his registration papers and gave them back to him.

He arched an eyebrow, clearly finding the whole situation amusing and to his advantage. He must have known just how much he had an effect on you right now.

Your inner thoughts consisted of:

I’m gonna get fired

But he’s so hot, I don’t care

I wish he could take me right here, right now

I am so getting fired.

Jungkook’s smooth husky voice quickly pulled you out of your thoughts. It was kind of funny how your heart dropped at how deep and soft his voice sounded. There was this little witty and sarcastic tone behind it.

“Aren’t you supposed to use these?” He asked, wiggling his license and registration in his hands. It was then that your eyes caught the tattoos hiding every inch of his skin. It was covering a big part of his hands and went up under his sleeve and you found yourself wanting to see more. You needed to see his entire full sleeve tattoo.

You cleared your throat, the air around you thickening by the seconds. You wondered if you were the only one feeling it. The tension. The want. The desire. Maybe it was only your brain playing tricks on you. Telling you that Jungkook’s eyes definitely trailed down your body, mentally undressing you.

Yeah, your mind was clearly playing tricks. Maybe it was his little grin tugging at the corner of his lips or his sweet cologne that made your brain alter like that. Surely, he had done something to you.

After a couple of seconds, you realized you still hadn’t answered him. You straightened up, flattening your hand on the top of his car, glancing down at him with what you hoped was your most serious glare. “I’ll let you off with a warning, Jungkook.” It was a little strange saying his name out loud, but you quickly found out that you liked it. A lot.

“But I better not see you here again or it’s a ticket,” you continued and saw his smile widening.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Ok, your mind was definitely going a little crazy. You had just seen Jungkook sending a little wink your way. You probably imagined it. Yeah, it was all your brain.

He gave a little nod and started his engine once again. It roared loud and hoarsely and you had to admit that it was nice to the ears. You took a step back and watched as Jungkook drove away, ignoring your words from mere moments ago and going fast.

You clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth.

You had told Jungkook to never come back here but deep inside, you wished to see him again.

A week later, the job didn’t get better. If possible, it probably got worse. You hadn’t arrested one single car yet and all you did was sleep in your car. You knew that if your boss found out, he’d surely fire you and it would be over. He was paying you to work, not sleep. That would be his words.

You sighed for the millionth time this afternoon, whistling along the song playing on the radio. The sun wasn’t bright today. Your mood was down.

The radio was on as per usual and you could hear some of your coworkers communicating with each other, wishing you could do the same. You had nothing to say, nothing to warn. Today was pretty boring.

But then again, someone seemed to have heard you and a loud roar could be heard at the far end of the highway. Your heart thumped loudly and you felt your chest vibrate. Finally. You felt a smile curve up your lips as you turned your car on just as a vehicle flashed before your eyes.

You quickly drove away from behind the small bushes you were once parked at and started your pursuit. But it was quickly over. The car parked on the side road after a short while and you did the same a couple of meters behind. You stood outside your car, looking around quickly before jogging and knocking against the tinted window.

“Do you know how— Jesus! You?”

Fucking hell. Of course it was him. Jeon Jungkook. You should have known by the unique rambling of his motor and at the speed he went earlier. You should have known since the start. This job was seriously making you lose some brain cells.

Jungkook grinned. It was a little devilish and teasing and smug. He leaned on the inside of his door, looking up at you. Fuck. He had dimples.

“Hi to you too, officer…” his eyes trailed down to your badge, “Y/n.” The way your name rolled off his tongue so well made you shiver. His voice had gone an octave lower. It had that little rasp to it that almost made you drool. You secretly wished you could hear it right to your ears.

Just the thought of it gave you goosebumps.

“Jungkook, it’s the second time I catch you exceeding the speed limit. I have no other choice but to give you a ticket this time.”

You didn’t really want to. If you could, you’d let him off with another warning that would actually never get anywhere. He was too pretty to have a ticket. Too fucking perfect.

Jungkook’s wicked grin didn’t falter once even after your words. If it made sense, it seemed to only get wider. Was he finding this entire situation funny? It made your blood slightly boil. You felt like you were getting laughed at. Humiliated maybe. But there was also this little feeling, this tightness at the pit of your stomach when Jungkook got closer.

His cologne hit your strong and gosh, you wanted to breathe it forever. Bath in it. It smelled so good on him.

“Is there a way I could pay? I don’t have money right now.” His tone was suggestive and it took you a while before you got the proper meaning behind his words. And to say that you were shook was an understatement. You choked on nothing, face flushed and so warm, it was embarrassing.

Jungkook didn’t miss the way you suddenly avoided even looking at him, focusing on his steering wheel instead. You heard a low chuckle that shouldn’t have sounded this good. It shouldn’t have made your knees slightly fold.

Jungkook was an attractive man. You couldn’t deny it and it was pretty hard to miss. It was also hard not to stare at his piercings, at his pink lips that looked so soft or at the tattoos that were much more visible than last time. They peeked from his white top and reached the middle of his neck. They were simply magnificent. You wanted to let your fingers run along each of his tattoos.

But even with his fucking god-like appearance, you had to stop yourself from even thinking of further things about him. It was not professional to let your brain wander at these places.

So, in other words, you were a little too close to taking his offer.

“Don’t worry, you’ll have a week to pay, so if you don’t have the money on you right now, it’s no worries.” You replied, mentally high-fiving yourself for keeping your cool.

Jungkook shifted closer, and the tip of his index grazed your arm. It was covered with your uniform but it still sent a wave of fire through your entire body. “But I would really like to pay now. I have something better than money.”

Shit.

Fuck.

No, no no.

He shouldn’t have said that. You were on the verge of saying ‘yes’. On the verge of letting him take you right here, in the middle of the highway. His words were very powerful and from the way his eyebrow arched, he knew it.

“Do you know what you’re implying right now, Jeon?”

Something in his eyes twinkled when you said his last name. He smirked. Literally smirked. “I know that very well, officer. So, what do you say?”

Oh my god.

You couldn’t say yes, even with how much your heart—or more like your cunt— begged for you to accept his offer. But that would only bring you trouble. You didn’t need that.

“I say we’re going straight to the station, Jungkook. Come out.” His smug expression dropped for a moment, and you saw how disappointed he was. Maybe he thought that his sexiness and his pretty voice and pretty tattoos and piercings would have saved him, and it almost did. But you had to remember that you were the mean cop.

He sighed and opened his door, standing up in front of you.

You breath hitched when you realized how easily he was towering over you. He looked so intimidating from this angle, you almost dropped to your knees. It was then that you realized he was wearing a white top that was so tight you saw the entire shape of his pecs. He had a racer vest on top—blue with black lines and his name written on the back.

He looked at you for a second, toying with his lip piercing before eventually turning around and putting his hands behind his back.

“You know officer, it seemed like you were ready to take my offer. What made you change your mind?” So cocky. His ego was so big and normally it would piss you off, but with Jungkook, it was almost like a part of his charm.

“Stop talking,” you ordered in your most stern voice although it only made him chuckle. You unclipped the handcuffs from your uniform, ready to wrap them around his wrists.

“So bossy. I like it.” You swallowed on nothing over and over again, losing focus. The more he talked, the more you were overthinking. You wanted to push him in his car and let him fuck you.

“Jungkook, I said stop talking.”

“You like having control, hm? I bet you’d love to control me, even for just a few minutes…” And then, well, you kind of snapped.

You handcuffed his wrists together harshly, your fast movements making him take a sharp breath. You turned him around, slightly pinning him to his car door. “I told you to stop talking. You’re only bringing yourself further into trouble,” your voice was simply a mere whisper directed to his face. Jungkook bit his lips, bowing his upper body to reach your level.

“One thing you should know: I love trouble,” he said and his voice was suave and smooth and warm on the side of your face. His knee touched your crotch and he pushed it between your legs. You sucked in a long breath and let out a muffled moan.

Well shit. You were doomed. Because now, you couldn’t stop thinking about how his knee felt so good pressed against your pussy and how much his cock would be even better.

“Seems like you’re enjoying yourself,” he commented, looking down at your lower half grinding on his knees. He pushed it up more and added some pressure to your core. You were wet. Wetter than you’d been in a while and all because of a little asshole named Jungkook. He had his proud face on, enjoying the way your face darkened in a deep shade of pink and the way you obviously shook. He knew you wanted to go further.

“Remove those handcuffs, sweetie.” He said suddenly and his face was dark, serious and so dominant. You really couldn’t say no to that face.

So you nodded, taking out a key from your front pocket, fumbling with it clumsily until the handcuffs were off and Jungkook’s hands found their way on your waist.

He didn’t wrap his arms around you. He simply let you feel his hands for a while, getting used to the burning feeling they left even on top of your entire uniform. It tickled as if he touched you straight through your clothes, right on your skin. Thinking about it, you were dying for some skin to skin contact. To touch his tattoos while he was pleasing you.

Jungkook’s eyes were staring straight into yours. You knew right then that he had been thinking about that moment for a while now and to say that it turned you on was an understatement.

You cleared your throat, trying to keep eye contact without failing but it was hard. His stare was deep and intense and the way he continually licked his lips made it difficult to keep your eyes up there. They looked so soft.

You briefly wondered how they tasted before Jungkook’s voice interrupted your train of thoughts.

“Are you gonna stare at them longer before you finally kiss me?” You hated how his voice made your inside wiggle and giddy and your heartbeat accelerate.

You hesitated, on the tip of your toes. You were so nervous. And Jungkook seemed to catch in, as with a wide grin, he plunged down, lips crashing against your, and teeth colliding. His cold lip piercing touched the corner of your lips and made you gasp.

He snorted into the kiss, this time, wrapping his arms entirely around your waist and exchanging your positions. You were the one pinned on his car. And quite honestly, you liked this position way more.

“I’ve been waiting to do that since the moment you knocked on my window.” His sudden confession stole the air out of you. Just like you, he had been waiting to touch you and feel you up.

Fucking butterflies. You hated how they swam in your stomach and made it difficult to keep up with the kissing without feeling like you would pass out. Jungkook was a good kisser. Scratch that, he was fucking amazing. He moved his lips with expertise against yours.

You guys weren’t really taking your time but you still enjoyed it very much. They way it was heated and impatient and filled with want made it all the more exciting.

You wanted him so bad.

“Let’s take this further in the car, hm?” He mumbled against your lips, struggling to open the car in the position you were both in, but after a while, you were swiftly thrown in the back seat.

Jungkook hovered over you like a scary predator ready to attack and eat its prey. And you were very glad to be his prey.

His right hand lifted up and stopped at your cheek, letting his thumb rub over the softness of your skin. He was in literal awe as he let his eyes trail around every feature of your face. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Can’t wait to ruin you.”

If it wasn’t hot enough, it became too much. You were sweating, desperate to get out of your clothes and let the AC of the car wrap around you. And even more desperate to get Jungkook to fuck you.

Jungkook’s rough hands explored every inch of your upper body until he got tired of your clothes. He sat you up and as fast as he could, succeeded in removing the top of your uniform. His eyes twinkled as if he was a kid that just received his favorite toy for his birthday.

You let him touch you everywhere, he squeezed and massaged your breast until you were whimpering. He pinched your nipples, earning multiple cries from you. He seemed to love every second of it, considering the smile—worth probably a million of dollars—plastered on his face.

He didn’t linger on your breasts too much, though. You could see in the way his fingers always found themselves at the waistband of your pants, that he was more excited about what was down there.

He looked up at you, stopping his hands that were ready to slip off the last item of clothing (except your panties) covering your body.

“Can I remove them?” He asked and it warmed your heart that he remembered to ask you before going any further. You gave him a shy nod and kept in your breath when the cold air hit your lower body, more specifically, your inner thighs.

Jungkook’s hands covered your skin almost immediately. His nails slightly scratched your skin as he ran his fingers up and down your entire legs. But his eyes were stuck on the wet patch on your panties.

“Aren’t you a little excited, huh? Soaked even when I barely even started.”

You moaned. It was a small moan that was more due to your embarrassment and your need for him to touch you, combined together.

It was music to Jungkook’s ears.

He let his finger push on your clothed core, breathing in loudly when he felt the dampness. And then he slipped his fingers in your panties without any second thoughts or any warning.

He settled on rubbing his middle finger on your clit, looking up every now and then at the way your face contorted in pleasure. You were moaning continuously, asking him for more but he wouldn’t give it.

Jungkook loved teasing you and even though you barely knew him at all, that information was pretty obvious from the way he enjoyed slipping in snarky little remarks from the first moment you saw him. He loved how your face became red instantly, how you avoided his eyes. He felt so confident around you.

You liked the tease. You liked feeling on edge every time his fingers almost entered your pussy but then he’d move them away.

“Be patient, babe. You’ll get what you want soon enough.”

Babe. You wanted to hear him say that again on repeat.

“Jungkook,” you mumbled with closed eyes, internally screaming when he avoided your hole again, “I need more. Please.”

He chuckled, stopping the motion of his fingers. “Look at you begging for me. I should have known you’d be an impatient little slut.”

You whined at his choice of words. Dirty talking never failed in turning you on, although it was clear that it depended from who.

And it seemed to fit Jungkook very well.

“Please,” you asked again, not even caring how pathetic you sounded.

“Aw, you’re asking so nicely.” He slipped one finger in and you involuntarily arched your back. “So good for me, so tight too.” Another finger. “Are you gonna come from just my fingers?” A third digit, this time, curling inside.

The stretch hurted a bit. But it was good. It felt so amazing. It only added onto the pleasure and after a while, it wasn’t even uncomfortable anymore.

Jungkook’s eyes were plastered on your pussy and the way you swallowed his fingers so well. You were so wet, it dripped down your inner thighs. He kept biting and licking his lips, moving his head down by the seconds.

And then you understood what he wanted to do so bad. He wanted to eat you out.

“Do it,” you told him, wiggling and pushing yourself closer to him, his fingers hitting a particular spot that had a little yelp come out of you.

“What?” He furrowed his eyebrows, slowing down his fingers. You straightened up a little bit and took his wrist, pulling his three digits out of you. “I know what you wanna do. Eat me out. Please.”

He swallowed and nodded, pushing you further in the back seat and against the door. He properly positioned himself between your legs, tapping on your right thigh. “Open up,” he signaled, pulling them even more apart until you were wide open in front of him.

He licked his lips and plunged his head right in your crotch. Locks of his hair fell on your thighs, tickling you and making shivers run up your entire body. And then his tongue touched you. So warm. So soft. So pleasurable.

He licked the lips at first before slipping his tongue inside, grunting. He had mumbled something but with his face between your legs, the words came out muffled and unclear.

“Fuck, it’s so fucking good. Please don’t stop.” He dug his fingers in your thighs to keep them apart. He thrusted his tongue in and out of your cunt, sometimes, keeping it in deep, filling up all the right places, grazing all the right spots until you were wiggling, and legs wrapping around his face, bucking your head up.

He let you do it. Let you suffocate his face until your juice rolled down his mouth and he pulled himself away. White liquid covered his lips and something in your belly tightened at the sight.

It was so obscene but so hot. You pulled him by his vest to smash your lips on his and taste yourself. He slipped off his vest in the process, tearing down his top and struggling out of his black baggy pants, his boots already off.

He was left in those Calvin Klein sinful briefs that allowed you to see is bulge and fuck, he was big. Perfect length and thickness and that had you drooling literally. You wanted to touch every inch of his body. He was perfectly sculpted.

“I’m gonna fill you up so good, babe. Can’t wait to fuck you into oblivion.” He whispered in your ear and let you remove his boxers until his cock sprung free and stood proudly.

You were astonished and couldn’t tear your eyes away. You were never one to find dicks beautiful, but with Jungkook, you could stare at it and a suck it all day.

But not right now. There were more important matters. Like your desperation to have his cock fuck you.

“Jungkook, I need it inside. Please.”

Jungkook couldn’t get enough of your begging. He wanted to go as far as recording it and jerking himself off at night.

He aligned himself right in front of your entrance and looked up at you. “Are you okay? I really want to fuck the shit out of you but if you changed your mind—“

You cut him off with your finger, grinning at him. “I’ve never wanted something more in my entire life. So please, do it already.” Jungkook’s face brightened up at your response. He liked how you had shut him up and ordered him.

You pushed yourself against his cock just as he began slipping it in slowly, groaning and snuggling his face in the crook of your neck, biting right under your jaw.

“Oh my fucking god, I won’t last long,” he mumbled, sucking in multiple sharp breaths. One of his hands was holding himself beside your head and the other was wrapped around you, securing you in his grasp.

When Jungkook was fully in, he stayed still for a couple of seconds, enjoying the way your walls were so warm and perfectly wrapped around his cock. But then, he slowly slipped out until the head of his dick was at your rim and slammed back in. “Oh fuck—”. You bucked your hips up, meeting his thrust and letting out a scraped moan along with Jungkook’s groan.

“If I knew it was this good,” you started but cut yourself off when he picked up his pace, squeezing your flesh, “I would’ve accepted your offer from the beginning.”

He chuckled, looking down attentively as his cock disappeared in and out of your pussy, being soaked with your slick. It was warm and it drove Jungkook crazy. He wanted to stay inside forever.

“Well, I wanted to fuck you the moment I laid my eyes on you,” he admitted and slowed down his thrusts.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion until Jungkook flipped you over and you were straddling him. From this position, everything felt so different. He felt so much deeper, as if you could feel him with your hands if you touched your belly.

He gripped your hips tightly to the point when it almost hurted and glanced up at you. “Ride me like the naughty little slut you are, hm?” His voice was so hoarse compared to earlier, and so much more seductive and his sinful words rolled off his tongue in a way you found so satisfying.

You nodded and wrapped your hands around his neck. As you bounced up and down, your breasts followed the rhythm and they were practically jumping in Jungkook’s face, basically calling out to him to suck on them.

Which he ended up doing, letting go of your hips and licking, biting and squeezing the sensitive skin of your chest. He marked your entire cleavage until he was happy at how dark and red it looked.

Your pussy clenched around his cock, earning a strangle moan out of you two and then a moan from Jungkook when you clenched again.

“Is my little slut already so close?”

“Y-yes. It’s so good, I can’t hold it in much longer.” His hands grasped your waist and slid you down his cock until it was buried so deep, you couldn’t find the voice in you to make a sound. He was fucking you so well.

“You’re taking my cock like a good girl. I think you deserve to come.” He mumbled, moving his head closer to yours and nibbling on your bottom lip.

“Please, Jungkook. I want to come so bad. Please please.”

“Fuck, begging like that, I don’t think I can last longer too.”

His words made you keep going, bouncing on his length over and over again to the point where you reached some overstimulation, shaking violently in his arms.

Your voice was loud and the only word that was heard was Jungkook Jungkook Jungkook.

Your cum ran down his length, to his thighs and made his skin glisten in white. Your head was dizzy and your eyes hazed as you glanced down at Jungkook. Your stomach kept tightening every time he moved his hips upward.

He came no longer after, slamming you down his cock and keeping you there for a long moment, moaning how good you were and how hot you looked.

You leaned on his chest after a moment, catching your breath although it proved to be a difficult task. Your lungs felt empty, devoid of any air. But it was fine because you had just been fucked by Jeon Jungkook. And it was the best sex of your life.

After Jungkook regained his composure, he wrapped his arms around you and looked up. One of your hands was running along his tattoos and the other was busy, combed in his sticky hair. Jungkook was a fucking piece of art.

“So,” he started, pushing a few locks of hair away from your face, “Do I still need to pay for that ticket?”

“Heck yeah.”

[princessoflalaland]

Passenger Bitchᝰ.ᐟ

synopsis: jin was kind enough to "help" you out yet again, so you reward him with more than just a free ride home.

.ᐟcontent: nerd jin itadori x bully fem reader, oral (m receiving), cum swapping, ball fondling, slit tormenting, reader has a tongue piercing, degradation, slight humiliation

.ᐟword count: 1.2k

.ᐟa/n: is it obvious im slowly becoming obsessed with a character that I haven't even met yet?

he sits in the passenger seat of your car, his face impossibly feverish. jin is having a rough go at breathing with your lips wrapped around his cock. he’s grateful to you as this being your new form of payment for getting you an A on your physics thesis, but he’s not sure how much he can take, especially when your low growls and moans travel right through his immense length and down his spine.

he peeks down at you, his glasses almost sliding down his nose, watching you swallow his length like a popsicle on sweltering summer day. his tip prods at your uvula before passing right past it with ease. he hiccups a moan as his head snaps back against the head rest, you throat constricting with small gags feels intoxicating. “Oh God, y/n…y-you’re getting so deep…”

a raspy chuckle vibrates from your throat onto him, making his sensitive dick jump. you release him from your skilled jaws with a pop and a (not so) exaggerated gasp, stroking him harshly and spreading your slimy spit around his length. your serpentine gaze lands on him and sends a chill down his spine.

that pathetic look on his face makes butterflies dance in your stomach, dampens your panties even more.

“feelin good, four eyes?” you sneer. he opens his mouth to respond, but your hand sliding down and squeezing his balls like a stress ball chokes him up.

you pout like his silence actually hurt your feelings. you jut out your bottom lip and furrow your perfect eyebrows.

“y’gotta learn to answer people when they talk to you. it's bad manners if you don't.” your voice is so saccharine with its faux concern. he whimpers from the arousal stemming from the embarrassment. he really can’t understand why he lets you treat him this way, humiliate him.

and he can’t understand why it makes him so horny. you don’t give his brain enough time to actually function long enough to ponder this when your pierced tongue begins teasing his slit.

“fuck!” jin rarely swears, wanting to uphold his reputation of a respectable student. you groan at his vulgar language, suckling harder on his embarrassed, red tip.

jin has messed with his slit before in those quiet, dark moments when his house is asleep. his thumb would tentatively prod at it, triggering a chain reaction of muffled whimpers and arching his back perfectly off the bed like a whore. he avoids doing it too often because he cums almost instantly every time, painting his body and bed in his milky seed.

but of course you, being the mastermind of his torment, manage to make this even more unbearable for him; fondling his balls and using that pink stud in your tongue assaults all of his nerve endings, has his mind melting in his skull, his eyes rolling back as if to witness that happening. his toes curl in his black loafers, his heart doing its damnedest to try and beat out of his burning body.

jin’s large hand, instead of residing on the head rest like you instructed, plops down carelessly onto your head as his shaky pleas tumble out of him haphazardly.

“p-please don’t do that, i-i’ll cum if you do—”

“you cum in my fuckin mouth I’m gonna spit it back in yours, ya hear?”

his jaw drops, but he can’t tell if it’s from your threat or the pleasure that builds in his abdomen the longer you suck him. he’s never tasted himself before, and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t even a little bit curious…

you hover your lips over his cock head, trickling the silky liquid of your spit onto it salaciously. the way you look at him as you do it is lecherous, hypnotic. he can’t look away, even if he wanted to (he doesn’t want to). you look ready to devour him whole, the same look you get when you tease him in the halls or in gym.

it’s a look he’s grown to adore, even in the face of your treatment of him. something in him tells him there’s more to you than the power-hungry, sadistic bitch he’s had to deal with since his first year of high school. and with this new..relationship you guys have, maybe he can finally peel back those layers and find the real you.

jin holds your stare longer than you anticipated, and it disarms you for a moment. why isn’t he averting those pretty caramel eyes?

you huff some air out of your nose and resume your previous ministrations. your pink stud prods mercilessly at his slit and he bucks his hips with a bitchy whine.

“y/n, please! d-don’t, i’m g’nna fuckin cum!” he now grips a fistful of your hair, eliciting a sharp hiss from you.

jin can’t hold it anymore, he just can’t. your warning rings like a tornado siren in his skull before his brain fills with white noise as the pressure in his core reaches a tipping point. with one last harsh drag of your wet muscle across his poor urethra, jin arches his back clear off the seat and sprays his cum into your awaiting oral cavity.

"fuck, y/n- fuuuckk!" he cries, the sound dissolving into a sweet symphony of whimpers and incoherent babbling. his cum is sweeter than you expected, and you let every last drop sit on your tongue, you have a promise to fulfill after all.

after sucking him dry and leaving him a shaking, blushing mess, you right yourself. your predatory gaze finds him once again, and he feels himself getting aroused all over again. oh, the power you have over him...

"open." is your only command.

he remembers your words from earlier the second he blindly obeys and you deposit a mix of his seed and your saliva onto his tongue. you then grab his throat and force your wet muscle into his mouth. "mmph- mm, hmm..." he hums as his eyes become heavy-lidded.

he can't believe how...good he tastes. maybe its because he's on your tongue that he tastes irresistible. anything would taste good coming from you. the hand that had vacated your hair when you sat up finds your nape, his thumb caressing the smooth skin.

a filmy saliva trail forms between your mouths when you two part. you're both breathing hard, the receding ecstasy allowing your facial muscles to finally relax. in the midst of your collective cooldown, jin notices how your face soften. your eyes, for a short-lived moment, aren't hard and hungry for his pain. he sees a different side of you, a vulnerable, almost innocent side; it's something in that brief second you're unarmed that he desperately wants to explore.

it's in that same second you regain that abrasive demeanor of your. "get out of my car, four eyes." you spit with a simper.

and as he is collecting himself, you cup his chin and yank his face toward you. before you even say anything, he can sense what you're about to demand of him by that signature smile on that damned gorgeous face.

"i didnt say to zip it up, did i? walk into your place, just like that."

[minimoxha]

Ready, Set, Love!

Starring: Satoru Gojo, Karma Akabane, Eren Yeager, Itadori Yuji, Izuku Mydoria, Y/n L/n.

Summary: Based in a society where marriage is now a hard ask to achieve. In which you, the reader are forced by your sister to join a game show in hopes to get married while you're in it to make money.

A/n: I KNOW THIS IS A CRAZY MIX BUT HEAR ME OUT. Abandoning prior lore these boys are (Not that traumatized) And they will be the options for you to marry. However, if you feel like anyone else should be in the show to replace some of the characters let me know.

There will be different games and different endings which means you all can vote on the dates and games and outcomes and kind of choose how the story goes, YAY! This was the prolouge so tune in next episode next week! :D

Enjoy,

“I understand what you’re saying Ms.L/n, truly.” My sister's principal started, giving me a look of pure pity as I just spilled my life to her like it was truly her problem that we couldn’t afford such a prestigious school. “However, we can’t keep her here. She is disruptive and abusive to our students and staff here. She has to leave.” Just fucking great, Jada. You had to be an argument brat all the damn time. 

“Do you know our other options?” I ask quietly. When Mrs.Langsy looked down at her computer, I made sure to send Jada a death stare. I was tired of switching schools because she couldn't keep herself together. And this time, I didn’t know how I was going to send her to school when the last option was a school for snotty rich kids that I definitely couldn’t afford the tuition for. “Public schools preferably?”

Mrs.Langsy sighed and finally stopped typing on her computer, giving me and Jada a sorry look. So, that was a no. 

“Jada has been banned from every public school in this part of the city. The other option would be to move or go to private school..” Mrs.Langsy whispered to me. I could feel my left eye twitching in anger She just had to do this now. “This is the brochure for the private school closest, Jularod, I send my own daughter there it is an amazing school.” I took the brochure and flipped though it before stopping and abruptly closing it when I saw the tuition price; 20 thousand a year? Was I paying for her college or was I paying for her to attend middle school?

“Thank you, Ms. Langsy. Have a good day.” I smiled to the principal even though I clearly have an attitude. I dragged jada out of the office before laying into her.

“How did you get suspended again? I thought we said no fighting?”

“She fucked around and found out! I don’t know what you want me to do.” Jada argued back as we walked to the car. “Just take me out of school, I’ll teach myself.” Jada was always stubborn, just like dad was. This however, was not the time to have an attitude. 

“Watch your mouth, Jada. You’ll learn when you're older than fighting wont just get you suspended but next time, It’ll get you in Jail.” I argue back. I sound like my mom. She would’ve been yelling at me for skipping class or something just as rebellious as Jada was doing years ago when I was her age. Years ago when she was alive. 

“Jada please, I work hard to make sure we have a roof and food. I just need you to behave for once. Can you do that?” My voice cracked at the end, I was trying my best to not cry while driving and crashing the car. If she had a better role model than me…maybe she would’ve been better behaved. 

Jada turned to me, worry coating her beautiful babydoll eyes. “I’ll do better, Y/n.” 

That was all I needed. 

Some type of Closure that she would be trying to end her nasty streak of fighting and being sneaky. I would do all that I could to trust that she would make the right decision. I just had to sit and trust her for once. 

“Let’s go out to dinner this time.”

“Yeah!”

                              —

Jada and I walked side by side, Ice cream in hand staying in sight of the huge tv located in the main part of (insert city in japan later).The broadcast of Ready, Set, Love, was starting to play; announcing all 100 contestants in a very slow, very painful manner. 

I had never been interested in shows like these, Reality tv mixed with dating and finding the true love of your life. Jada was though. 

In our house she had ran her allowance almost dry buying various merch from the many ads the boys had to advertise them

for them for the new season. My ears almost bled with how much she would tell me about these men she barely knew. And every night, without a doubt she’d be in one of their lives watching these men talk about their lives for no apparent reason. 

They were handsome, I couldn’t lie. But Couldn’t imagine being one of the girls to be on that show competing for a man. Had we really lost all decorum as women that we were so eager to be married that we’d do competitions for the chance to have one we wanted? 

“I hope you win.” Jada mumbled from beside me. I turned to her, confusion written all over my face.

“I didn’t enter, why would I win?”

“I entered you.” She confessed. My face was more confused than ever now.

It was nothing new that Jada was one of the sneakiest people I knew. If she wanted to hide something  and lie about something, she was going to do it. Gracefully, might I add. “Why would you do that? You know I don't like these stupid shows.” I ask her, finishing my ice cream with my mouth full of the dessert. “Its like a 0.1 chance that I’ll be picked out of 1 million girls.”

Jada turns to me, her face more serious than I had ever seen it. “I want to see you married, Y/n. I don’t want you to sit around and put your life to the side even when you deserve to live your life.” Tears filled her eyes as she took hold of my hand. Her palms were sweaty, she was nervous. 

My mouth opened so I could say something, something that would attempt to convince her that she was not a burden to me no matter what. I was cut off by the rather loud announcement of my full name coming from the direction of one of the screens that hung from the side of the building. As if on its own, my head flips back towards the tv seeing a horrible picture plastered on the screen, directly next to my name in big green letters. My mouth falls in shock. There  was absolutely no way I actually won. I didn’t even want to win but somehow out of millions of girls I was one of the starting 100? My head flips back to Jada who looked at me with a huge smile gaping her face.

“You won! You actually won” She shouts, voice like a kid in a candy store would be.

Yeah, I won. Holy shit.

[maisanshine]

𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ @ᴍᴀɪsᴀɴsʜɪɴᴇ

One shots

𝐌𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞🝮 sub!jungkook x dom!reader

𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱，𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥🝮 older!jungkook x Innocent!reader

𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺

𝘛𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘳

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭🝮 fwb!jungkook x fwb!reader

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥．𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴， 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨？ 𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶？

𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵 2．．．

𝐉𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞🝮 fwb!jungkook x fwb!reader

𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘳， 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 (𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭)🝮 stalker!Jungkook x “goodgirl”!reader

Jungkook just wants to take some pictures. Then ask you to be his girlfriend.

More to come…

Series

The Playlist Series

#𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍🝮 onenight stand!Jungkook x one nightstand!reader

#icanteven by the neighborhood inspired one shot

𝐖𝐇𝐘🝮 hopeless romantic!jungkook x fuckgirl!reader

Why? By Bazzi inspired one shot

[nkogneatho]

pasi i need to tell you about either jin (or lowkey toji...) fucking a fleshlight next to you while you sleep bc he didnt want to wake up his poor, pretty sleeping wife for once just because his dick was hard !!!

but the man is fucking it so messily that it just sounds so loud and sloppy and we all know that man can't keep his mouth shut so he's just weakly muffling his moans as he blabbers on and on !!

"wish it was your pussy, babyy...s' not fair, s' pretty, t' pretty like this to wake up..."

"hhoohmygod, angelbaby, need t' be buried in you s' badly, jus' a little bit, pleaseee..."

"bet she misses me, misses how good my cum feels in her, fuckk, right, honey? your pussy needsss me, needs my cock t' make her feel nice n' full"

i think im just insane tho </3

THIS SO SO JIN!! (and toji too i agree)

jin is so considerate you, his pretty baby that he never bothers you if he needs something. he is just so nice and you're his pretty princess. how can he ask a princess to do something for him??

i can totally imagine him saying those lewd things because he is so talkative when he is horny. he gets greedy. he wants more stimulation. but he can't wake you up, right? so he just says those filthy things out loud, feeding his imagination as he moves his hand that has the fleshlight up and down too fast, almost peeling the skin off his dick. he is so close to just burying his cock inside you because what is that silicone compared to your sweet pussy?? nothing. your pussy is incomparable. and he is so grateful you give it to him so he can treat her right. he closes his eyes and tries to imagine how velvety your holes feel. how much pleasure they add to his already rock hard cock.

but there is one thing jin is selfish at. and that is cumming on your bare ass. he was a gentleman, wasn't he? he didn't wake you up and jerked off with that fake thing. he has adjusted a lot. so it is only natural he deserves a little treat. he deserves spilling his warm seed on your plump ass so that when you wake up, you think about how kind your man is. and then hopefully, give him a reward early morning in bed.

[xoxo-suki]

my perfect noona. (jjk)

Pairing: Jungkook x female!reader

Rating: 21+

Genre: Smut.

Word-Count: 2.7k

Warnings: sadness, hurt/comfort, shame, crying, kissing, cuddling, breast play, missionary sex.

Disclaimer: Please note that the following story is entirely fictional. While some of the characters may have physical traits or names similar to those of celebrities, the connection ends there. I do not have any personal connection to these celebrities, and I do not claim to know their personalities, sexual orientations, or beliefs.

Copyright: I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

Shoutout to @saradika-graphics for the pretty divider.

She couldn't bear to see Jungkook like that. The impending bankruptcy was putting immense pressure on everyone, especially him. She could see bruises on him, old and new, from countless stunt rehearsals gone wrong. The punches were landing incorrectly, the stunt choreography was off, and the high tension had everyone on edge.

Jungkook sat in the kitchen, propped on a barstool, hunched over his sandwich. His eyes were unfocused and distant, lost in a world of worry and fatigue. She tried to give him space, hoping he could find a way to heal on his own. But as the minutes dragged on, his struggle became too hard to ignore.

She walked up to him and extended her hand. He looked puzzled but placed his palm in hers without hesitation. He followed closely behind her, as if her presence was a soothing balm to his bruises.

Did those bruises hurt? She wondered as he sat on the edge of his bed. Would he get new ones tomorrow? Her mind raced, each worry taking root one by one.

He pulled her closer as she stood in front of him and hugged her tightly, his head pressing into her ribs. When was the last time he had hugged anybody? She pressed his face deeper into her chest, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers as her fingers gently combed through his soft, dark hair. A shiver ran through him, a silent plea for more comfort.

He looked up at her with desperation, his eyes pleading for her to take care of him, to make his pain go away. Slowly, she undid his heavy silver chain, feeling the cool metal slip through her fingers, hoping that some of his burdens would come off with it. He pulled his tee over his head, revealing the contours of his chest, and tugged her closer.

Her legs buckled from the awkward position, the soft carpet slipping beneath her feet. He seized the moment, guiding her onto his lap with a gentle, determined motion. A small smile escaped her lips; despite his sadness, a glimmer of his mischievous spirit shone through. 

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin as he clung to her. Her palms pressed firmly against his bare back, feeling the tension and knots in his muscles as she held him close. Slowly, he guided them onto the bed, their bodies tangling together like intertwined vines, seeking solace in each other’s embrace.

The fatigue returned to him, and his eyes lost their light once more. Who had taken his spark away? She wanted to find that person and make them pay. She placed a soft kiss on his temple. One on his nose. One on his cheek. And one on the mole right under his lips.

She placed a tender kiss on his lower lip and gazed into his eyes. They seemed to soften with a mix of relief and excitement. She sucked on his lower lip yet again, lingering, savoring, before releasing it ever so slowly with a soft pop. Her teeth grazed his upper lip as she kissed his cupid’s bow.

She had seen Jungkook work harder than anyone else, pouring his blood, sweat, and tears into his craft. He was too harsh on himself, always pushing himself beyond his limits. Tonight, it was her turn to be there for him, to offer him comfort he so desperately needed but never asked for.

He returned her kiss with tenfold intensity. One hand cradled her face while the other sneaked its way under her T-shirt, resting on her belly. Their kiss deepened, each touch and movement blending like a red stain on a white cloth.

It had been a tough day for Jungkook. He had worked himself to the bone, trying to create a novel stunt choreography that would surpass his already perfected routine. He was exasperated with himself. How could he be this incapable of producing original work? If he didn't come up with something, and the company failed to lift itself out of its current trench because of him, he could never forgive himself. This frustration had gotten to him, and he had yelled at his assistants over nothing. Seeing the effect his caustic words had on them only made him feel more ashamed of himself. 

The moment Aki walked over to him, he felt a wave of calm wash over him. The weight of his burdens seemed lighter with her presence. He couldn't bear the thought of not having her to hold him. His world would collapse. 

He thought it unfair that she could touch him but he couldn't reciprocate. With a determined tug, he pulled her T-shirt over her head, his eyes devouring the sight of Aki's bosom. The black satin and lace of her lingerie transfixed him. He could die with his face buried in it.

Unable to hold out any longer, he slid her thin bra straps over her shoulders and placed honeyed kisses over her flesh. Having exposed her perfectly perky, and naturally plump breasts, he couldn't resist but squeeze them in awe. He always thought her breasts wielded some sort of magic, and he was already salivating at the thought of harvesting it.

He enveloped her brown pebbled skin in his warm mouth, hardening her nipple instantly. Her fingers roamed his soft curls, as her back arched, pushing her soft flesh further into his mouth. Encouraged by her reactions, he licked and sucked on her sensitive bud, and kneaded the other between his thumb and index finger. He flicked his tongue rapidly, eliciting ecstatic hisses from her. He seemed convinced that if emptied her teats of their imaginary milk, his worries would disappear. He suckled on her bosom, switching between them for what felt like eternity. And she happily let him. She would give him her world if he so desired.

She loved that he chose her to take care of him, that he could be his most vulnerable self with her. She felt special knowing he wanted no one else. Her love for him burned like a fierce, unyielding flame, a beacon of unwavering devotion and a promise of boundless care. She wanted nothing in return, only to see him happy and at peace.

He lifted himself, suspending his body tantalizingly over hers. With a new kind of desperation in his eyes, he silently pleaded with her again. His half-lidded gaze begged for release, love, and comfort. She kissed him, giving him a green signal for whatever he wanted to do next. He seared her skin with a blazing kiss on her neck. She squeezed his tattooed, bulging forearms tightly. He secretly loved it whenever he could make her squirm like that. 

He sucked on the wet spot on her neck and bit her, breaking her skin, sending pain signals all over her nerves. This was going to leave a mark the next day, she thought to herself. She realized only then that she had closed her eyes. For when she opened them, she was greeted by a mischievous smile spread across her Bunny’s face. The light in his eyes had returned after all.

He bucked his hips rhythmically into hers as he kissed her yet again. His hardened bulge, his thrusts, the friction of her panties, and the wetness that had pooled in her core long ago, all became too overwhelming for her.

"Bunny..." she hissed and whispered.

He didn't respond, but he understood. He stilled and pulled her skirt down and threw it somewhere in the room. He eyed what he had just exposed. The perfect home for his dick, covered by the perfect lacy thong. He could die with his dick inside her.

He hooked his fingers against the string of her black thong and slid them out over her legs. Cool air hit her warm core and goosebumps rose on every inch of her exposed skin. He then bent down and placed a kiss and a lick on her mound sending massive shivers down her spine. She instinctively crossed her legs, hiding her pussy from his intimidating gaze.

He took one look at her shivering form, and locked eyes with hers. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly unzipped his pants, his movements deliberate. As he slid his underwear away, his eyes crackled with electric intensity but she could see shadows of hidden troubles lurking right beneath the surface.

He hovered over her once again, his dick sliding shamelessly over her slickness. He kissed her deeply and before she knew it, he had thrust himself inside her. Her back arched and her mouth was agape with the shock and the pain of penetration.

He closed his eyes and a soft whimper left his lips as her tight cunt clamped around his length.

"Noona...", he groaned, his head hung low, shaky breaths escaping his lungs, unable to stay still for much longer.

His breath was hot on her neck, his hardened length deep inside her, and his skin sizzled on hers, making her wonder if she'd erupt right then and there. However, she found herself easing up, giving him a brief nod, permitting him to move. Relief washed over him and he moved gingerly. As badly as he wanted to keep moving, he didn't want to hurt her. He was afraid he'd break her if he made a single wrong move. Who would he have if he lost her?

The friction of his cock against her walls was raw, potent. As he thrusted into her cervix, she found herself becoming more and more wet. Obscene squelching sounds erupted in the bedroom as she matched his rhythm and bucked her hips into his.

Out of nowhere, she felt warm drops fall on her chest. Jungkook was crying. "Bunny..." She called out to him and stopped him mid thrust. Neither of them could figure out what had overcome him. Tears streamed uncontrollably down his face as he collapsed into her arms, his cock still buried in her.

She kissed his forehead and let him cry, holding him close. What had happened to upset Bunny so much, she wondered. She felt an ache in her heart seeing him so broken, his tears pooling on her skin. Jungkook was under immense stress, and seeing him like this made her want to shield him from the world. She wondered how long he had been holding it all in, trying to be strong. She decided she would ask him when he was ready to talk, but for now, she simply offered her silent comfort, feeling his sobs shake both their bodies. Her love for him grew even stronger in that moment, a fierce determination to be his rock no matter what.

She cradled his head in her bosom. Being held against her warm flesh, reminded Jungkook of where he was and what he was doing up until a few moments ago. With her pussy warming his now semi hardened dick, he suckled on her breasts once more. Licking and sucking and biting them brought strange comfort to him. Her breasts were going to be extremely sore the next day, she thought to herself. He cried and sucked and cried and sucked. And she let him. She wanted him to let it all out. If this was the way he finally lets his emotions out, so be it. She wiped his tears and placed soft kisses on his temple while continuing to hug him tightly.

"Sorry, Noona," he murmured, calming down and wiping his tears.

"My sweet baby. My sweet bunny. You never have to apologize to me for that," she whispered, her voice soft and soothing. She peppered his face with gentle kisses, each one a tender promise of comfort. As her lips brushed against his skin, he began to relax, his sorrows melting away. Slowly, he started to kiss her back, matching her gentle rhythm, losing himself in the warmth and sweetness of the moment.

She could feel him harden inside her. He didn't know why, but when she called him hers, when she called him her bunny, he felt a newfound excitement stir within him. And all of his blood rushed down to his appendage still nestled inside her warm and moist core.

"Noona.." he whimpered and raised himself up from her now numb chest. He hoped she'd keep calling him her bunny over and over again. He could erupt just by hearing her say that. As if she knew what he needed, she called out to him gently.

"My Bunny. What does my sweet Bunny need?" she asked, her voice soft.

Without responding, Jungkook slid his now fully hardened dick out and thrust inside her with renewed power. It must've been harder than it was before, because this thrust hurt like a motherfucker.

"Argh. Bunny..." she rasped, gasped, and moaned.

Jungkook whimpered, grunted, and started thrusting into her at an unforgiving pace. Jungkook couldn't believe he had let himself go like that, that too in the midst of such an intimate moment with her. Shame washed over him. All he wanted now was to make her feel good, to give her his very best.

She had no time to stop and ask him what had been going on in his head. She held onto the sheets to prevent herself from flailing all over. Her head hit the headboard every time Jungkook shoved his cock deep inside the remote regions of her cervix. Tae was never going to let her hear the end of it. She thought to herself, half embarrassed, half amused. He could definitely hear them from the other room, she thought to herself.

She was jerked back to reality when Jungkook almost folded her body in half pushing her legs so far back that her feet were near her head.

"Noona, focus on your bunny. I don't want anyone else in your head right now", his tone firm, a trace of jealousy in his voice. She didn't know how he knew she'd zoned out, but he did.

"Sorry. My. Sweet. Bunny. It won't. Happen Again." she said, strained, mid thrusts. "My. Bunny. Deserves. All my. Attention." 

Hearing her call him her Bunny again, stirred strange things inside him. Jungkook closed his eyes and as if it was even possible to go any faster, he pounded into her. It wasn't enough that her walls were already burning, he had to use his fingers to rub her nub as he drilled into her.

A dam within her was on the brink of breaking, unable to contain the surge any longer. Jungkook's maddening fervor pushed her past her limits.

"Bunny, I'm going to come."

" Aki. Noona." He grunted. Hearing him call her that, especially in that moment, was her undoing. What two peas in a pod were they! Her dam exploded and she came down with waves and waves of pleasure erupting from her. She must have clenched his dick hard inside her pussy, because he grunted loudly and he came just as tempestuously. Shooting ropes after ropes of his warm white seed into her uterus. Shivering, quivering, and panting, they looked at each other. Bunny flashed his mischievous smile and collapsed beside her, his penis still adamantly inside her. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat, his worries a mile away, while his dick, coated in their love juices softened inside her gradually. 

Bunny reached out and kissed her lightly. Both their lips cold, blood having rushed to their nether regions. 

“Kookie, is everything okay?” she asked, as they returned to reality, one worry at a time. “No, it’s not. But it will be,” he replied with a gentle smile and a sigh, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. He didn’t seem ready to discuss what troubled him, so she let it go for now. As waves of concern coursed through her, she was determined to get to the bottom of this. She wouldn’t let him endure this pain alone.

“I know you want to know,” he said, reading her thoughts. “And I’ll tell you. But right now, I’m just glad to have you next to me. My healer. My baby. My Perfect Noona.”

[margotw10bis]

Crashing On Crush.JJK 8 [m]

crush!Jungkook x reader

Genre: smut; series; romance; angst

Words: 3.3k

Synopsis: What happens when your first encounter with your crush is Jungkook seeing your ass?

Warnings: drugs

previous ← 8 → next

"Kookie, I'm home" Mina announces when she steps in Jungkook's apartment

He is already waiting for her, determined to set the record straight. He has made his decision: he wants to be with you. Everything feels right with you. When you two talked at the coffee shop, he promised himself to do everything for you if you give him the chance to. He is tired of doing everything wrong and he wants to be happy, just for once. He does care about Mina, a lot. But he can't deny everything else for her. He has done it in the past, and nothing good arose from it.

"We need to talk"

Jungkook's serious tone makes Mina wince. She notices the frown on Jungkook's face and she knows that she won't like what is coming. She sits next to him on the couch.

"I think you should go back to Busan" Jungkook starts, carefully "I thought I could help you, but I can't"

"You're lying!" Mina exclaims, tears in her dark eyes

Jungkook's heart squeezes when he sees the pain and the betrayal on Mina's delicate features. He is hurting as much as she is.

"I'll still be there for you, Mina but you need to go to Busan, where people can actually help you. I called your parents, they'll arrive tonight to bring you home"

"You did not!" Mina gasps, now furious

She jumps on her feet, her whole body shaking of fury. She is angrily walking back and forth in the living room. She points an accusing finger at the person she trusted the most.

"How could you? You said you'd help me! You promised me you'll never give up on me!"

Jungkook closes his eyes at the accusations. They are all true. He promised when he saw her in front of his building waiting for him. When she asked him to help her. Because she is one of the most important people in his life. He promised because he thought she was Mina, his best friend. But as the days went on, Jungkook discovered new faces of her: she lied, she was manipulative, she was deceitful. She stole some cash in Jungkook's wallet and went out at night. If Jungkook promised her to help her, she promised to stop acting like that. She broke the promise first. And honestly, Jungkook is not strong enough to deal with that. He is still struggling for himself.

Suddenly, Mina's eyes narrow.

"It's because of her, isn't it?"

"What are talking about?"

"The girl we saw at the club. It's because of her! You are leaving me for her!"

"No, it's not because of her" Jungkook sighs, standing up too "It's because of you, Mina. It's too much to bare for me"

"She doesn't even know you! I know you. Do you really think that she'd want to see you again when she knows the truth?"

Jungkook winces, pain weighing on his heart at the simple thought of you rejecting him even though he knows that it's probably what will happen.

"But I'm here. I will never leave you. I know you, I know everything about you and I still love you" Mina's voice is way softer now.

She steps closer to Jungkook and cups his cheeks with her hands, making him look straight into her eyes.

"I love you, Jungkook. I always have and I always will. We can stay together, forever. I'll be better for you. I can't do it without you, please don't leave me"

Jungkook gulps and gently get her hands off of his face.

"Mina, I can't help you. I wish I could"

Mina's face changes once again and the soft features disappears to be replaced by anger.

"What did she say to you? That bitch must have said something, otherwise you won't leave me"

"She didn't say anything. This is not about her, I already told you" Jungkook is beginning to be sick of this go-around-in-circle conversation

"Do you love her?"

For a few seconds, the apartment goes completely silent. Jungkook looks at Mina, not seeing any emotion on her face. His jaws clench and he ends up nodding.

"Yes, I do"

Everything breaks in Mina. Jungkook is a fucking traitor. He promised her to always be there for her and now, he is ready to dump her for a girl he's known for five minutes. She knew you were not as innocent as you looked like. One thing is clear in Mina's mind: if she looses everything, then Jungkook will lose everything too.

"Okay" She says

Saying that Jungkook is surprised by Mina's calm tone is an understatement. He expected her to scream or to break everything. This is not normal...

"Your parents will arrive in a few minutes. Get your stuff, I'll go take a shower" He gets closer to Mina and hugs her "I am really sorry, Mina"

Mina doesn't hug him back but Jungkook understands that she is mad right now and he gives her room to process everything.

————

The whole argument with Mina makes you cranky and a little blue. The meeting with the print company didn't go well either so you decide to stop at a pojangmacha. You don't care it's only 6 pm and you asks the owner a bottle of soju. As you are filling up your glass shot, you wonder what to do with Jungkook. The few days working with him made you hope that things could work between you. You felt so good with him, even when you were just talking. You felt a real bond between you but did you imagine everything because you wanted it to be?

You have no doubt that Mina loves Jungkook. How can you blame her when you feel the exact same? But you had the feeling that Jungkook wanted something - whatever is it - with you... If Mina confesses, will he change his mind? Will he say that he loves her too?

You are completely lost, overwhelmed by multiple feelings you can't even identify. You want Jungkook to be happy, even if it's not with you and if you suffer. That's how much you love him, ready to give up your own happiness for him. Are you crazy? Mina was kind of right: you don't know much about him or about his past. But you do know what kind of human being he is. He is kind, caring, smart and funny. He is the kind of person you can count on and you can trust. He is sincere with his feelings. Isn't it enough to say that you know him and that you love him for who he is?

But then again, Mina is standing between you and you can't deny that they have history... Aren't you the villain if you keep them from living their first love? Do you have to step back or do you have to fight for your feelings? There are so many questions in your head and not a clue to answer them.

With a dragger in the throat, you drink your shot. The soju burns the inside of your body but doesn't hurt more than the whole situation with Jungkook.

"Imonim!'"You call out the lady owner of the pojangmacha "Can I have some tteokbokki please?"

You pull out your phone from your bag to tell Aecha how it went for the printer since you haven't check your cellphone for hours now. You are surprised to see a text from Jungkook: 'Can you come over to my place at seven please? I want to tell you something' Your heart speeds up its pace and your cheeks redden. You check the time and you freeze when you see it's almost seven pm. You need to leave now if you don't want to be late.

"I'm sorry, Imonim, I have to go. I left the money on the desk" You tells the owner while grabbing your things

In the bus, you are thinking about a hundred of scenarios. You go through all the possible things Jungkook would like to say: that Mina confessed and he loves her too, that Mina confessed but he realized that he loves you, or something totally different about work... When you step out the bus, you still have no idea what will come out of your meeting with Jungkook.

You stand in front of his door, your heart beating loud in your chest and ears. You rise your hand to knock but freeze when you notice the door is open. Why? Did something happen? You begin to stress but you rush in to check on Jungkook. What if something happened to him? Is he hurt? You panic at the thought.

You check the living room and the open kitchen but no one is here. Same in the bedroom. Something is weird. You hear a faint noise coming from the bathroom. You gather all your courage and push the door. You are shocked by what you see: Jungkook, sitting on the floor with his back leaning on the bathtub's wall, sobbing and staring at a small pouch in his hands. There is a white and glistening powder in it but you don't know what it is.

What the fuck is going on?

"Jungkook?" You whisper

Jungkook bursts into tears and hides his wet eyes with his hands. Your heart breaks. He is such in pain and you don't understand why. You get closer to him, gently putting a comforting hand on his shaking shoulders.

"Throw it in the toilet, I can't do it" He manages to say between hiccups

You frown but don't ask question. You take the small pouch and flush the toilet, making it disappear. You kneel down and you tightly hug Jungkook. Even if you don't know what's going on, you are here for him. You always thought that Jungkook was a strong man, never afraid of anything. His look and his confidence are the definition of fearless. But now, you are witnessing something you have no idea Jungkook had. It's true that sometimes you felt some pain in his eyes but you never thought that he was suffering this much.

"It's okay, I'm here" You say in his ear while you caresse his hair and back

Jungkook throws his arms around you and holds on on you for dear life. It's like he is drowning and you are a lifeline. If he lets go of you, he will be swallowed by the huge and terrifying black hole underneath his feet.

You would give everything to make Jungkook stop suffering. You feel his pain in your whole body and it's suffocating. You want to cry of how much it's painful to see him in pain. You pray every god to soothe him.

"Tell me what to do" You ask him, hopeless in front of his tears

"Can you drive me somewhere?" He demands with a broken voice

"Of course, anything"

You pull over just enough to look at his face. His eyes are red and his cheeks are drenched by his tears. The pain on his pretty face should be illegal. You softly rub his cheeks with your thumbs and press your forehead against his. By that, you try to show him that you are here for him and that you love him, no matter what. Everything that has been before is long forgotten, you only care about now, about him.

You stand up and grab his big hands. The effects of the two shots of soju you have drunk earlier are completely erased. Seeing Jungkook this distraught sobered you up. Hand in hand, you walk out of Jungkook's place and he gives you his car key. He is way too shaken to drive himself.

"Where do you want to go?" You asks him when you are both in the Mercedes, the sun now melting into gold as it settles down into the horizon

"Busan"

You don't question more. Jungkook will tell you when he feels ready to. You type in the GPS the address he gives you and you start driving. You are quite stressed because it's been a long time since you have been behind a wheel but you are more preoccupied by Jungkook's well-being. When you enter the highway, you feel more relaxed because it's easier for you than driving in the city. Without taking your eyes off of the road, you grab Jungkook's hand in yours on his lap. You caress the back of his hand and you feel him relax.

Jungkook is sleeping during the whole four hours of driving. Even if it's late in the night, you don't feel tired at all. Your brain is working flat out to make sense of this situation. Why Jungkook was so distressed because of this white powder? What was this white powder? Where was Mina? Why does Jungkook need to go to Busan all of the sudden? If you had questions regarding your relationship with Jungkook earlier, now you have so much questionings about Jungkook, period.

The GPS leads you to an apartment block. Nothing fancy, just middle-class neighboring. You sigh and look at Jungkook. He is sleeping peacefully and you don't want to wake him up. He is calm now but you know the second he'll open his eyes, he'll suffer again from whatever it is. You give him some rest for a few more minutes and gently shake his shoulder. Jungkook slowly opens his eyes and your heart breaks a little when you don't see the usual sparkles in them. He used to have beautiful shiny eyes like stars at night but now, they are like a cloudy night. You miss his bright doe eyes...

"I need to go see someone" Jungkook simply says

"Do you want me to come with you?" You replies softly, you don't want to push him but just let him know that you are here if he needs anything

"Can you wait in the car? It'll just take a few minutes" Jungkook seems embarrassed to have let you drive four hours and not invite you in when you arrive

"No problem, take your time" You give him a reassuring smile and he leaves the car

Jungkook knocks on the door and waits a few seconds but nothing happens. 'He must be sleeping' He thinks and knocks again, harder.

"What the hell?" A grumpy and sleepy man exclaims while finally opening the door.

His eyes widen when he discovers Jungkook on the other side. He hasn't seen him in years and judging by the time, it's not a simple courtesy visit. He worries immediately.

"Jungkook? Are you okay?"

"No"Jungkook manages to say before bursting into tears

"Come on in and tell me everything" The man responds and puts a strong and reassuring hand on Jungkook's shoulder while guiding him into his living room.

————

"I'm glad you went to see me" The man finally says after Jungkook told him everything "I know it wasn't easy but you being here says a lot about your courage and determination. You didn't choose the easy way and you can be proud of that. I am proud of you"

These words warm Jungkook's heart. He needed to talk to someone he could trust, someone who knew him in the past but didn't treat him like the others. That someone is Seokjin. Basically, Jungkook owes him his life.

"Do you want to sleep here tonight or are you going to your parents'?" Seokjin asks

"I haven't spoken to them in years" Jungkook winces "So, if it's okay with you, I'd like to stay at your place"

"No prob, I have a guest room" Seokjin smiles, patting Jungkook's shoulder

Jungkook smiles too, his friend does touch his shoulder a lot but he doesn't mind since it's a comforting habit of Seokjin.

"But, my friend drove me here so..." Jungkook starts, embarrassed

"Go get him, he can stay too"

Jungkook doesn't correct his friend, maybe because he is afraid that he will change his mind if he knows you're a woman. So he just gets up and walks back to his car.

When you see him, you get off the car.

"Are you okay?" You ask immediately, worried

"Yes, don't worry. We are going to stay at my friend's place for the night, okay?" Jungkook checks on you, he doesn't want you to feel ill-at-ease

You just nod, honestly exhausted now that the adrenaline went down. Jungkook grabs your hand and leads you to the apartment he was in a few minutes ago. This time, the door is unlocked and you both enter without knocking.

You are as surprised as the man in front of you but not for the same reasons. Seokjin expected you to be a man, and you didn't expect to see such an handsome man. His brown hair are messy but his features are just perfect. His eyes are in a so beautiful brown color and his lips are plump and juicy. He is as tall as Jungkook but he does seem older than him.

"Hi, I'm Seokjin, but my friends call me Jin" He warmly welcomes you

"I'm Y/N, nice to meet you. Thank you for letting us stay"

"Don't mention it"

His personality is soft and welcoming and you feel really good around him. There is something in his aura that calms you down after everything that you've been through today.

After saying your goodnights, Jungkook leads you to the guest room. It's quite a small room with a double bed and a drawer but you don't really care, you are just too tired. But that's when you realize that you're with Jungkook.

"I will sleep on the couch, get some rest" You tell him, gently

"Stay with me please. I don't want to be alone" Jungkook's voice is so fragile that you're afraid it will break

Your heart softens and cracks at his sweet but hurt tone. You step closer to him and hug him. You want to take all his pain away but you don't know how. Your eyes water at the intense emotion between the two of you. Once again, you feel the bond between you but way deeper than before since you have the feeling that you are witnessing a buried, hidden, maybe ashamed part of Jungkook.

Seokjin, being very considering, has brought two large t-shirts and sweatpants for you and Jungkook before you enter his place. You go to the bathroom to change while Jungkook does it in the bedroom. You take the opportunity to wash your face at the same time, removing your make-up.

When you come back to Jungkook, he is already in the bed but not sleeping. You turn off the light and join him. He immediately pulls you closer, your head resting on his chest and his arm around your waist. You hear his heart and it someway reassures you: it's not completely broken. Your hand goes up to reach his black hair. You run your fingers through it to soothe him and it works since he releases a content but weak sigh.

"Why did you come to my apartment earlier?" Jungkook asks

"What do you mean? You sent me a text" You answer, confused

You can't see it but Jungkook is frowning.

"I did not" But as soon as the words leave his mouth he understands: Mina must have done it while he was showering

It's another punch in his already smashed up heart. One of his best friends betrayed him in the worst way possible. Does she hate him so much to destroy everything around him? To destroy you? How much pain can he take from her without being too broken to fix it? Jungkook didn't know that Mina was ready to go this far to keep you away from him. She makes him show you his worst part without him even being prepared to deal with it. He was so close to drown but you saved him and you don't know it. Maybe it was a good thing that you received the text...

"Talk to me" You whisper as gently as you can but you still feel Jungkook's body tense under you "It's not because you owe me an explanation, because you don't. But I don't want you to go through this alone, Jungkook. I'm here for you, talk to me"

Jungkook stays silent for a few minutes, so you don't think he is going to talk. But then, he holds you closer, kisses the top of your head and starts speaking, confessing his darkest secrets and praying that you won't leave him afterwards. 

previous ← 8 → next

Taglist @hoseokteardrop @aerynorirene @jkoooooooookie @lacolegaming @busanbby-jjk @mysteriousstress65 @coralmusicblaze @winter-bear98 @gimeow @cuntessaiii @nikkinik485 @jjin-kun @dmstoyangyang

[nanaslutt]

short little Kenjaku x Jin smut in honor of chapter 257... ^.^

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

Kenjaku gripped the sheets between her fingers, biting hard on her lip and Jin repeatedly bottomed out inside her, all the while shoving her head into the pillow. The weight of his body on top of hers and the pressure Kenjaku was feeling in his head due to how rough he was being was making his head spin. "You like that? Sure, are being loud." Jin grits through his teeth, his eyes rolling back in his head when he thrusts against a particularly soft spot inside his wife. 

Kenjaku smiled and nodded hastily, drool spilling from the corners of her mouth as she tried to look at her husband out of the corner of her eye. "M-mhmm." She moaned back, thrusting her hips against his ass. Jin groaned and grabbed the fat of his wife's ass harder, his eyes dropping to where the two of them were connected. "Fuuuuck." He groaned, stilling his hips as he allowed Kenjaku to push her hips back against him, fucking herself on his cock.

"Does that feel good?" She moaned, her question slipping off into a moan when he slowly started thrusting his cock inside her again, meeting her hips halfway. The man behind Kenjaku groaned, nodding his head as he stared at her cunt sucking his cock in, enthralled with how tight it felt and how hot the white ring of cum pooling around the base of his cock looked.

"So fucking good, god you're so fucking good." Jin praised, pulling his hand back only to land it harshly against her ass the next second, making Kenjaky cry out, her cunt clenching like a vice around Jin's cock at the unexpected sensation. Jin pulled his hand back from his wife's head and grabbed the other side of her ass with it, immediately starting up his brutal pace again that now felt even harsher due to him using her ass to pull back against his pelvis. 

Kenjaku felt tears well up in her eyes as she gritted her teeth, her arms shaking with how hard she was gripping the sheets. "G-god!" She cried, her jaw falling slack as her cunt pulsed and spasmed around her husband. Jin nodded and pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, feeling his balls throb with the need for release. "You like it when I get rough, huh? Like feeling me deep inside you?" Jin groaned, leaning over her body, his eyebrows furrowing as he stared at his wife's pretty face, screwed in pleasure.

"Yes- yes- god- Jin-" Her voice sounded the same as it did when they first met, when she called his name for the first time. Jin was delusional, he knew that, but how was he supposed to let her go when she was perfectly well in front of him like this? More than well, she was crying and screaming in pleasure in front of him. What? Was he supposed to ignore her and leave her high and dry just because she wasn't exactly the same as when he first met her? Hell no.

"You gonna cum from this, my love? Gonna make a mess all over me while I fill you up?" He groaned into her ear, wrapping his arms under her body, feeling her soft, warm, alive skin under his large hands. "Yeah, give it to me Jin, make me cum." Kenjaku cooed, rubbing her ass back against his pelvis, making his cock jerk around in her walls, his eyes rolling back in his head at the stimulation. 

Sure, he might be a little delusional, but when Kenjaku seduced him with his wife's face and voice, there was no way he was going to push her away. After all, because of Kenjaku, they were finally able to have the baby they could never have before.