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joonclouds · 3 years

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The Price Of A Wish | 3

The third time you meet Jung Hoseok, you realise the last ten years has done nothing to the way you were drawn to him, with a force as sure and inescapable as gravity.

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Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Idol!Hoseok, Chaebol!Reader, OT7 bangtan show up too, Slow Burn, Unrequited feelings, Friends to Lovers, Pining, Fluff, (we might include some other things later let’s see)

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You meet Hoseok for the first time when you’re seventeen. It's in the early days of March - you remember because it's the time where Spring isn't quite here yet, so the evenings are still chilly. Getting to wear your favourite sweaters a few weeks longer is something that you still get a small thrill out of. You're a lot younger, a lot less jaded than you are now.

Leaning against the wall a ways off from the main crowd, you watch the guests in disinterest. It was laughable for a party of forty, at most, to rent such a colossal space. Surely even if it was a selection showcase, it was excessive.

Your family’s attendance to an event meant no expense was spared. The dress code is smart casual but a grand hall has been rented, with towering ceilings and a sprawling expanse of space. There was a live string quartet and champagne and little degustation canapes. Everyone talked in hushed voices, as if afraid to disturb the air around them. And what were they feeding with these canapes? Mice? You can’t even have real alcohol, just this stupid fizzy grape juice in a fancy glass. You think about the amazing grilled cheese that Madam Han, your housekeeper, makes and you groan internally, wishing to be anywhere but here. You’re sure your face says just as much.

“Yup, me too.” Turning in surprise, you find someone next to you.

His height is the first thing you notice. A good head taller than you are, and all black looks good on him, a silk shirt hanging loose and ripped jeans tucked into boots. He looks familiar, but you can’t put your finger on it yet, so you shelve that thought for later because well. There were more important issues at hand.

As a general rule, you thought all that "love at first sight' type thing was bullshit. You didn't buy into that sort of malarkey, and even if you did, it’s not something you got to have. But what was a girl to do in the face of .. well, a handsome face? Despite the remnants of stubborn pre-teen chub around his cheeks and a smattering of acne on his chin - things you're sure he'd grow out of in time - he's just your type of trouble.

Maybe you didn't know that yet, but all you do know is that when he turns slightly to give you a half smile, you freeze and your heart jumps like it's about to launch itself out of your body.

“Well. Someone's having fun.” He clarifies, fiddling with the stem of his champagne flute. You quickly look away, but not before noting his similarly bored demeanor.

"As much fun as you are, clearly."

“Yes, this is a riveting time.” He deadpans back, and the snicker he garners out of you breaks the ice like sugar glass. The both of you return to surveying the small crowd, but make no move to leave, enjoying the feeling of sharing in a certain kind of disjointed camaraderie. What is it they always say about shared trauma?

“You’re old enough to drink?” You tilt your glass in the direction of his.

“I’ve been old enough since three years ago. But legally, no. This isn’t alcohol.”

You sigh, but then a thought pops into your head. “Wanna sneak into the kitchen with me? The servers often leave the open bottles unattended.”

“Not your first rodeo, huh.”

“And certainly not my last. I can’t wait to be legal so these things become more tolerable.” You take another sip of your non-alcohol.

After a moment you ask again - “So? Kitchen?”

“You have no idea how much I wish I could, but this night is a sober one. Nerves and alcohol don't go well together for me.”

“Aaaaaaand he turns out to be even less fun than this party.”

This earns you a chuckle from him. It’s warm and inviting, a little buzz of electricity in your veins. Feels like if you’d been drinking actual champagne that evening. He nudges your shoulder playfully with his own when you cross your arms and angle your body slightly away in a small show of sulking.

“I have no choice, cowboy. I’m the showhorse. Gotta do the parade if I want my scholarship."

“Ah, Jung Hoseok.”

The puzzle pieces fall into place and you give him another once over out of the corner of your eye, this time with more recognition than before. Now you knew why he looked familiar - the identities of the artistes were all kept secret until after the selection showcase, but since you were your father's daughter, you'd seen the lineup beforehand.

"Yup, that's me." Hoseok downs the rest of his drink, grimacing. "And this entire thing is a show by a pretentious businessman who's already decided who's going to be selected."

"Looks like it's not your first rodeo either, you know how this works."

"Boy, do I."

"So why stay sober for it anyway?"

"I like dancing."

Hoseok's answer makes you go quiet. Whatever sarcastic banter you had lined up was halted in the face of such a simple, honest admission.

After a moment, he adds - " and I have a feeling it might reflect badly if I turned up tipsy to my first performance in front of the panel of directors.”

You shrug. "You know what they say about brooding artists and alcohol."

Suddenly, a thought comes to him. “Wait. You know me?”

He turns to you, and you can see him trying to figure out who you are, why you know him but he doesn’t know you.

“Of course I know you.” You state a matter-of-factly. “Jung Hoseok, the parading showhorse.”

“And you’re…. Mirae? The….cellist?” He takes a wild guess at one of the other performers in the showcase lineup that night.

“Nope.” You reply, popping your lips in amusement when you realise he has absolutely no clue who you are.

"You're not competition, are you?"

"Wrong again."

Hoseok squints in confusion and turns fully to face you, taking you more seriously now. “So who are you?”

Leaning in closer to him you tilt your glass in the direction of where the biggest group of people congregated in the middle of the room, deciding to at least have a little bit of fun tonight if you couldn't get your hands on the drinks. Albeit at the expense of someone else’s embarrassment, but it’s not like you two were close anyway. Consider it a trade off of sorts.

“See that man in the gray suit?”

“The CEO of Aurarts?” He frowns slightly. “Why?”

“He's the one who gets to decide if you get your scholarship or not, right?”

“Yes.” He drags the syllable out hesitantly. “Where is this going?”

“Well. In the direction of him being my very pretentious father. I'm sure you'll know my name soon enough.”

The colour drains from Hoseok’s face.

“Fuck-“ He begins, but quickly catches himself and bites his lips together when he decides that swearing in front of the daughter of the business magnate he just badmouthed, and who is coincidentally also funding his scholarship, isn’t the best first impression.

“Sorry. I. Uh.” He rubs the back of his neck with one hand. Gone is his easy charm - he’s now visibly perplexed, turning red and refusing to make eye contact. It makes you giggle, a bright pealing sound that seems to cut like a warm knife into butter. As it happens, the emcee’s voice crackles to life over the speakers, cutting your laughter short and inviting guests to take their seats as the performance is about to begin.

"There's your cue, and mine."

You sigh, quite content with your fun for the evening; Hoseok is pretty cute when he’s flustered. He's opened and shut his mouth three times and still trying to find a way to dig himself out of the hole he's in, so you decide to put the poor boy out of his misery and leave first. Pushing off from the wall, you offer him a small wave and mouth a ‘good luck’ over your shoulder. He manages a tiny wave back.

Between accompanying your father amongst the guests and making small talk with them after the performances are over, don’t get a chance to talk to Hoseok anymore for the rest of the evening. Sometimes you catch a glimpse of a silky black shirt and a charming smile, but not long enough of a look to know if he was looking back.

But you do get to watch his performance - it’s the last one of the night, and you don't know if it's intentional, but they’ve saved the best for last.

Hoseok walks onto the makeshift dancefloor, barefoot, and one more button on his shirt undone. Perhaps you didn’t notice it before, but there is a power with which he holds himself in his beginning pose, facing away from the audience, stance wide and hands crossed in fists behind his back. His head is turned, just enough for you to see his side profile, and you know he sees you sitting in the front row. You feel a shiver of excitement at the base of your spine. It pulses in rhythm to the opening beats of the dance track.

When he starts, you understand why he’s in tonight's lineup. Each movement of Hoseok’s body is fluid but perfectly controlled, matching the heavy bass tempo on the dot. Never early, never late. The music slowly starts to pick up, and his eyes turn dark, expression changing with every turn of the music. Joy, fear, passion and desperation tell the story of escape from old demons and rebirth into a new self. As everything reaches a crescendo, it’s like his presence expands into the cavernous hall that seemed to swallow every one of it’s tiny guests earlier, filling the space until you felt like the walls might burst.

One fist clenched and shaking in the air, Hoseok ends his performance kneeling atop a raised dais in the middle of the stage. The air is so silent and heavy with awe you can hear his laboured breaths. His smile is so bright and victorious, you think you might be dreaming when it is literally blinding you in the shine of spotlights. It's then you realise he's actually got braces on. Your heart gives you a quiet, endearing sigh, and you agree with her.

Applause erupts, a standing ovation is given. It takes you a little longer to collect yourself, but you stand with the crowd too, and clap until your palms heat and sting.

He’s not dancing to the music, you think. He is the music.

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A/N: And with that we’re all caught up with the chapters I’ve also posted on A03! You can check me out there if you prefer A03 hehe. Will be releasing future chapters at the same time from now on. Hope everyone is having a ✨great day✨ xoxo

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youarejesting · 4 years

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Femme: 46

Pairing: BTS - OT7 x Reader, GDragon x Bigbang, Erik Nam, Hyuna x Dawn, Black Pink x Female oc, TXT x robot oc, Got7 x Female oc Rating: Mature Length: 3.3k Warnings: impreg kink, preg kink, three some, orgy, scent kink, masturbation, public masturbation? (in a bathroom stall), oral (F & M receiving), orgasm denial, butt plug, vibrating couples cock rings, leisurely blow job, voyeurism , exhibitionism, mishap with water breaking, Yoongi music producer & baby inducer, cock cages, little bit of dirty talk, little bit of Dom/Sub but nothing serious, Jungkook cries but like because he wants to cum. Big dick joon Announcement: WE ARE BACK!!! NEW CHAPTER! Smut Beta: @taetaewonderland Beta: I was dumb and posted before it was finished bing read. I am face palming.

Recap: Your Femme Diaries Channel had been such a success you started a reality TV show from home. Yoongi helps Kyungju deal with girl troubles after a girl stole his milk at school. Hoseok takes Huimang to visit his parents which gives you time to yourself. Taking the Van for a drive you get pulled over for speeding when you vomit on the officer’s shoes, you are taken into the police station suspected of being drunk. Namjoon who was at the station working on a case notices you in the cell and comes to your rescue. You find out you are having a girl and Namjoon is excited. Yoongi avoids you not wanting to be the one to induce the labor again, they all place bets on whether he will or not.

For your honeymoon, Yoongi gets his payback. Kim Mirae is born. Kyungju finishes first grade. The BTS & BigBang families go on tour. Eric and TXT go to university and the GOT7 boys finally are accepted for a Femme. The Frozen Spoon has two stores with more planned. The BlackPink girls got their Degree’s three of them joining the Femme project, one of which found matches immediately, and the fourth applied for their own Femme.

You were sitting on the front porch resting the tour had gone so well you were working on so many little things a Femme diaries book, that could be translated into every language so woman and men from every country had a sort of manual. There was an app where you could access everything and search topics and be lead to your videos or forums if it was topics you hadn’t covered in videos.

The boys were working really hard in their jobs Namjoon as his work was case based spent the most time at home beside Yoongi who worked from home and rarely left his studio.

The boys had grown up a little each nearing their mid thirties as were you and they aged like a fine wine. Seokjin had experimented with different beards over the two years after the tour.

Kyungju was eight years old and a music producer like his father, he looked so much like him but he smiled more which warmed his father's heart. Jeongsan was now seven years old and was in love with music as well not exactly the producing process but the listening he had a few troubles like issues with certain smells but also auditory trouble he hated when it got quiet. He learnt how to play Basketball from Yoongi and was on a team though his team was yet to play a real match.

Jae hwan and Jae Eun were two rascals, at age four they both got up to mischief and knew how to play their parents like puppets well all of them except Yoongi. He wasn’t fooled by no one. They were surprisingly humble despite the luxury brands their father bought them. They actually preferred the cheaper brands that had their favorite cartoon characters on them much to their fathers dismay. They hated getting their photos taken as they wanted to be like their older brother Kyungju.

Huimang hit three and three quarters running. He was constantly nagging his older brothers and Jae Eun to play with him. He was happy to do anything, listen to music with Kyungju, Basketball with Jeongsan. He liked to play in the backyard with the twins when they would play fair, that is the two were a unit and used it against the others. But he was also happy with his younger sister watching cartoons.

Mirae was three years old just getting out of her terrible twos and a testament to the break you deserved after having six kids. She was a messy child, and loved to dig up the flowers in your garden much to your dismay. She had a love for fruit and when her daddy jimin would dance with her in his arms around the lounge room. There was so much happening you were happy if you didn’t have any more children.

That was until one day you heard Seokjin confess that he wanted to have a chance to be a dad. He didn’t know you had heard him and you pondered on these thoughts on the back porch in the morning sun. He had been drunk when he spoke these words and you knew he wouldn’t say something like that out of the blue without thinking it over thoroughly. He was getting older and the oldest out of the family dynamic and you frowned.

You would be happy to make his dream come true but this was a family and you thought it would be best to bring it up with everyone to get their opinions. You knew Yoongi was against having any more children he was already run ragged by the half dozen you had already.

You walked across the house passing Namjoon watching his Ryan from the cartoon Kakao with Mirae and Huimang. Kissing each of their heads as you passed frowning when you got to Mirae. “Baby you have Jam in your hair” Namjoon turned and laughed assuring you he would have them bathed and dressed before their day nap. You sighed, everyone was at work but you had asked for the day off as you wanted to process your thoughts.

You reached the in-home studio and rang the small doorbell and the door opened to show a tired Yoongi, he was growing a small amount of stubble on his chin. Which made him look more mature and made you heart swell at the thought of all your years together.

“Is something wrong, Kitten?” He raised an eyebrow letting you into his studio. Bringing your hand up to his cheek and pressing a kiss to his lips. He hummed his voice seemed impossibly low as if as he aged it got richer. He sat with you on the couch and you bit your lip and sighed.

“I wanted to ask you something?” You said softly running your hand over his chest massaging the muscles across his chest. It was actually a tip you heard from Hoseok, that chest massages were great for proud creatures like cats and the two of you loved to give him these little chest massages because they made him feel at ease.

“Mmm… What do you want to ask?” He hummed, laying his head in your lap letting your hands wander over his clothed chest and work the muscles under your thumbs.

“Seokjin was drunk the other day and he said something that stuck with me”

“What did he say this time?” He opened his eyes checking you weren’t upset by something the eldest had said while in a drunken stupor. “I can hit him for you?”

“No, It wasn’t bad. It is just, he is getting old and he wants what all of you boys got, I am sure Jimin feels the same way. He wants to be a dad” You whispered and felt the tension increase in Yoongi’s chest.

“Tell him he can have Kyungju” Yoongi sighed

“Don’t you dare even joke that you want to give away your son, Yoongi” You breathed and he sighed “You love him so much all of you love your children just as you love the other children. I know you would turn the world upside down for any of those babies”

“But they all are toilet trained now and you want to start again!” he whined

“Look Yoongi, I am not going to do it unless everyone is on board, so I am not telling you we are having another, I am asking you if you will let Jimin and Jin have their own flesh and blood children they will love like you love your son” You sighed “Please just tell me you will consider this for Jin and Jimin”

“Fine I will think about it” He sighed seemingly softer.” He laid there and hummed “I do miss you all swollen he turned to your stomach which was soft. You were thankful to Jungkook for helping you remove the baby weight but there was a certain softness that wouldn’t go away.

Yoongi sighed sitting at the dinner table about one week later looking around at the big family he had that made his heart warm and looked at you as you Jeongsan cut his food. “Okay, I think I could be happy with two more” He smiled softly.

“Well why didn’t you say so” Seokjin grinned and placed some of his food from his own plate onto Yoongi’s. Making Yoongi sigh happily, Why had he ever thought to deny this man from having his own child.

Jimin was currently grinning at the two youngest making them giggle as he made funny noises with Jungkook trying to get the two to eat their veggies. Yoongi let his hand fall onto Jimin’s Thigh and gave it a squeeze in approval, Jimin wasn’t phased but seemed content with the physical affection.

You asked each of them individually and they agreed Namjoon seemed the most excited. So leading Seokjin and Jimin to the shower you were ready to break the news to them. As the words escaped your mouth the two started cheering, hugging you with everything they had. They paused looking at one another and Seokjin said “May the best man win”

Jimin who was in front of you pressed you against Seokjin, pushing the two of you backward until his hyung hit the wall. Seokjin pinned between you and the wall and you pinned between Seokjin and Jimin the former groaned, his growing erection pressing against your back.

Nipping at your bottom lip, Jimin’s tongue found its way into your mouth. He pulled away from the kiss to look you in the eye and you noticed the acquiescent look within them. You raised an eyebrow at Jimin wondering why he looked like he was giving Mirae his ice cream when she dropped hers.

Jimin was selfless and it wasn’t hard to figure out what it meant. Grabbing his face in your hands you kissed him trying to show him how much you loved him. The kiss was wet from the warm water raining over the three of you. Your lips slipped from his and slid down to his jaw along the length of his neck and you kissed his chest over the strong beat of his heart.

Lifting you to wrap your legs around him, Jimin reached behind you to secure Seokjin’s cock in his hand, giving it a few pumps, before positioning his hyung at your entrance.

“There is no competition Hyung. You have waited the longest. I want you to have a baby first” Jimin smiled over your shoulder and lowered you until you were stuffed full. Jimin pressed his smooth chest against yours pressing his lips to Seokjin’s over your shoulder. “I will help you get a baby Hyung”

It wasn't instant. You had spent six months trying before you made an appointment at the fertility clinic and they did a few quick initial tests and the first test was a simple pregnancy test just to check and it came back positive which made your head spin. You made an appointment to follow up and make sure everything was going okay as the time progressed.

You didn’t want to let anyone know just yet as you always wanted to make sure that you had passed the dangerous time frame. So you spent your time relaxing and working, Seokjin was under the impression that in three months you were going to get artificially inseminated but you hadn’t told him that you were already pregnant.

It was the Hotel Christmas party and you all went along and Jimin seemed to notice you switching your alcoholic drinks for water and juice. The way you shifted in your seat rubbing your back and taking slow breaths when they placed a particularly smelly dinner. “Hey Princess can you help me with my jacket there is a thread that is digging into my neck and I want to get some fresh air”

You nodded thankful for his keen eyes, the table turned to see you leave some of them grinning thinking you two had run off to canoodle in the bathroom. The bathroom was a god sent, the clean scent of soap was what you needed to get rid of the rancid fish smell from the dinner. Jimin rubbed your back and grinned at you from the mirror.

“You are pregnant aren’t you princess?” You noticed the strange look in his eyes, his pupils dilated and lips wet from his eager tongue. He shifted on his feet and your eyes fell to the tent in his dress pants. Eyes flickering back to his where he was smirking and he stepped forward, hands slipping around your waist palms sliding affectionately over your soft tummy and up to your currently swollen breasts. “They are tender, aren’t they?”

“Yes” You whined as he massaged and played with them sadistically loving to see you whine and cry out. He didn’t want to hurt you but he liked to push you close to the border of pleasure or pain. He had taken a few steps over the line with your consent and it was some of the best pleasure you had ever experienced.

He took your hand pulling you into a stall where he closed the toilet seat and sat down lifting your dress over his head. His forehead gently pressed against your stomach, his nose pressed to your heated core. He unfastened his belt and you heard the clatter of the buckle and the pull of the zip and he was busy pumping himself in his hand fiercely, his hot breath hitting your rapidly soaking your panties.

“You are so sexy full of hyungs baby” He breathed, you were holding the walls of the stall, his hand pressed to the small of your back so he could press himself closer to you. You felt the vibrations of his moan through his nose; his mouth fell open as he cried out against you.

He cleaned himself up and gingerly exited from under your dress his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. You grinned kissing him happily.

It seemed Jimin’s pregnancy kink was insatiable. He liked the way your scent changed when you were pregnant. Jungkook also noticed and approached you one afternoon. Between Jimin and Jungkook you were kept busy, truly appreciating when they would do things for you like; massaging your feet or massaging you in general while they helped each other with their own desires.

Hoseok noticed next as usual, Kyungju called you out after him which surprised you but it seemed your son knew your cues of pregnancy as he had watched you with all his younger siblings. “You were given the all clear Seokjin was ready driving you in the van to the fertility clinic nervous, but when you were given the ultrasound and he saw the baby he got quiet”

“You are pregnant” He seemed sad you didn’t understand what the issue was until he asked the doctor.

“Have you done the paternity test with our DNA samples.

“Yes, You are Kim Seokjin, correct?” Seokjin nodded and he smiled “You are the father congratulations”

“When I came in for the initial appointment I was pregnant with a baby and you were the only one I was with, the other boys were abstaining” You breathed as his hand fell on top your belly rubbing the tiny bump. “I wanted to wait until the baby wasn’t in the danger stage. I would have hated telling you and then losing the baby. You would have been so upset my love”

You saw the way his lips were contorting in a weird purse that he did when he was trying to hold back his laughter but as the watery look in his eyes overflowed into a river of tears and he couldn’t hold back the cry as he hugged you telling you he loved you. It was after his five minute break down that he sniffed and playfully asked.

“Am I still handsome when I cry Darling?”

“The most handsome, my love” You chuckled kissing his red tipped nose and he laughed.

You went to see the TXT boy’s they had just finished their degrees and you were going to surprise them at their graduation ceremony. They were all going into their fields together and finally applied for a Femme, After being rejected over five times they were approached by Femme bot, Femme industries was the umbrella company and their bots were to provide companion ship for those who are eligible for a Femme.

The boys were hesitant and decided to wait because they didn’t know how to feel about a robot being their destined partner.

You were four months pregnant and going on tour accompanied by the TXT boys who had worked on their own careers. They had taken courses in university that enhanced the quality of their content on social media platforms.

You were filming the tour as you were doing a movie about your lives where you recreated some scenes. So here you were in a pod once more on set in a hospital gown. You recreated the scenes and grinned and you then had a replica of your apartment, everyone was trying to recreate the nervousness you had felt when you were all so young. It was cute seeing everyone all dressed in their old style clothes and their hair and beards cut and trimmed until they looked like their old selves and you were given a wig and a little bit of makeup as well.

Between recreated scenes were scenes from your videos that you had made all those years ago and also some behind the scenes interviews where you all sat on a couch and explained what you had thought and felt at the time. It was absolutely adorable talking about how little and shy they were and hearing them talk about you as well.

It was when everyone was packing up for the night, Taehyung grabbed

your hand and dragged you from the dressing room and through the sets until he arrived at the first set and opened the pod and you threw your head back and laughed realizing what he wanted to do.

He pressed his large palm to your mouth and shushed you. With a growl he commanded you to get into the pod and he climbed in with you. It was tight, there was no room for movement so he was quick to lower you onto his thick dick before laying you against him and closing the lid behind you.

You were laying against him as he kissed you slowly and he was barely able to move his hips pressed against your A-spot. He was able to just gently rub the head of his cock against it repeatedly causing you static-like pleasure to buzz through your tummy and thighs.

He was moaning in your ear about how sexy you were. His hand wedges between you, his thumb rubbing your clit, loving how you twitched and tightened around him. The pod started to get sweaty and you were feeling absolutely euphoric as he stimulated the deepest parts of you.

After some serious grinding deep inside you he came, bursting like a water balloon painting your walls he made you cum hard and you cried out against his chest your orgasm was powerful.

You were six months now and the filming was over but you were going straight into another tour. You were happy as the tour began. You announced you were pregnant and the older of your children joined you on some of your stages and had a few funny words. Huimang and Jeongsan did a little dance performance and the crowd were cooing at how cute they were.

By the time you were settled back home after the tour, you were back to managing the Frozen Spoon. Your body remembered pregnancy well as you seemed to have had every symptom in the book. Perhaps you were stronger now with all the work you had been doing over the years with Jungkook.

Because you made it to full term and were now a few days over. That is how they found you dancing in the living room trying to get things moving. “I want this baby to come out, I am hot and my stomach is huge. If it grows anymore I am going to bust at the seems”

“Let’s try Yoongi,” Hoseok grinned, walking you to the in-home studio and they barged in, Hoseok’s hands on your shoulders waddling you through the doorway until you were in the middle of the room.

“No, No, No!” He said falling out of his chair and backing up on his bottom across the floor until he hit the wall. “Get her out of here, I have precious equipment”

“Come on, Yoongi, I am overdue and I want freedom” You rubbed your belly “I am so fat and I want to have the baby soon and inducing labour is the most painful thing in the world”

“You wouldn’t know you have never been induced” He sighed waving his hands around “Alright back out of the studio slowly and I will help you. Just for god sakes not in here”

You were laying in the huge lounge propped up against Hoseok’s chest and he laughed at Yoongi’s mock reluctance. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Jimin said, licking his lips and taking small steps forward.

“Sit” Yoongi commanded him and he lowered himself onto his knees, you hummed at the interaction between the two. He looks at you with a sense of hesitancy and leans in to give you a slow kiss.

You grab him by the hair and tried to coax his confidence out, it eventually works and he is ravishing your mouth. His tongue and teeth abusing your soft petal pink lips. He pulled back and got to work removing you overalls. It seemed you couldn’t stand having anything around your hips or waist so you had practically lived in long baggy overalls for the past month or two.

Jimin was hard watching Yoongi caress your belly and thighs, they all sat watching anticipating. Hoseok held your hands in his intertwining your fingers and holding them out from your body.

Taehyung and Jungkook who had been sitting on Seokjin and Namjoon respectively started to squirm in their laps. Grinding their asses against their Hyungs looking for relief. The two older males finding themselves gently caressing their younger counterparts over their pants.

Jimin turned hearing the tenor moans and cries behind him and the soft sweet sound you were making, he was conflicted of where he should look whilst simultaneously feeling left out.

He ran around to your other side so he only had to look in one direction to see everyone but that didn’t help him feel untouched.

Yoongi and Hoseok’s eyes were wandering similarly. They would travel along the expanse of your body then on towards Jimin who was rocking his hips against the air, his pants straining more with each passing second. They would then flicker their gaze to the rest of the maknae line who were turning so soft. Yoongi leaned down between your legs, his eyes connecting to Jimin’s and giving him a gummy grin. He didn’t dare look away from Jimin, Because he knew how much the young man loved his eye contact in the bedroom. Jimin was such a sensual creature he didn’t need to be touched to feel and experience pleasure. Sometimes he got off just by watching.

So Yoongi held his gaze and with every swipe of his tongue Jimin would keen for him and the room would grow heavier with the weight of Jimin’s sexual desires. Hoseok took your joined hands and placed them against Jimin’s crouch causing him to thrust his hips forward into your conjoined hands and let out an aching cry.

When Jimin looked away and down at his crotch, Yoongi stopped making you whine and Jimin looked up at you to see what he had missed. You were looking down at Yoongi and Jimin’s eyes followed yours until they locked onto Yoongi’s once more and the pale producer got back to work.

You were ready to come but nothing with Yoongi came easy. He kept getting you right to the edge but never letting you over completely. Hoseok had removed Jimin from his pants and was using your tangled hands to provide him with the necessary friction.

Jungkook was effectively distracted by Namjoon’s big hand wrapped around his cock. A Thick butt plug nestled between his cheeks. “You like this Baby boy? You like it when your hyung takes care of you?”

“Ah yes” he said, receiving a firm squeeze, his head spinning at the tight feeling. He seemed to realize his mistake “Yes sir”

“Look how much you are leaking, what would everyone say if they knew how much this turned you on?” He said harshly, running the flat of his palm against the head of Jungkook’s penis, the boy cried and squirmed harder against Namjoon’s length.

“You can’t come unless I say you can?” He said and continued pumping him furiously squeezing the head and watching Jungkook press his knees together and cry and shake trying to prevent himself from cumming.

Taehyung was in a whole other level of torture, instead of having to hold back a powerful orgasm he was trying to spur it on. Seokjin was leisurely stroking Taehyung with one hand while his other hand was between their bodies slowly caressing his own cock. Taehyung didn’t care for the older males' delayed gratification methods and was practically rutting in his hand. “Hyung” he moaned desperately.

“No this is about my pregnant wife not you”

“Our pregnant wife” Namjoon corrected. Seokjin rolled his eyes, feeling Taehyung’s hand brush past his trying to touch himself. Using his free hand Seokjin grabbed Taehyung by his hair and pulled his head back to speak directly into his ear.

“Who is older, me or you?”

“You”

“Who is in charge, me or you?”

“You are in charge you grandpa” Taehyung huffed “I am sick of slow, I didn’t know you had gotten that old that you couldn’t even Jerk me off properly hyung. You should be careful you must be getting frail.”

Seokjin pushed Taehyung over the arm of the chair and pulled his lounge pants down to expose his ass, where he firmly spanked him telling him that he would not be disrespected like that. Taehyung moaned happy he had riled him up expecting him now to try and prove a point and get him off quickly. But the plan backfired.

“Get on your knees facing me,” Seokjin commanded and he quickly scrambled to the floor, “spread them and put your hands on my thighs.”

Taehyung spread his knees apart feeling the tightness in his muscle that wasn’t particularly flexible.

“Well go ahead” Seokjin lazily looked down at him, Taehyung took the older gentleman’s thick member into his mouth and began bobbing his head furiously hoping to send him over the edge quickly. A firm hand in his hair stopped this quickly and guided him slowly back and forth sliding him across his tongue. Taehyung was leisurely caressing the underside of Seokjin’s Penis with his tongue.

Looking up at him to see his eyes were on you, he was nervous about the idea of the baby coming today. Taehyung relaxed his throat and let the hot appendage in his mouth slide further back until the thick head brushed the walls of his throat where he swallowed a little uncomfortably at the thickness. Seokjin’s hips thrust forward on reflex, making Taehyung moan.

Taehyung continued this slowly, deepthroating Seokjin’s cock until he suddenly spilled his seed into Taehyung’s throat. He pulled back to swallow the sticky substance that had started to gush out of Seokjin but as he pulled back he continued cumming hard in Taehyung’s mouth. Filling it with hot white liquid. When Taehyung looked up he saw Namjoon with his free hand firmly squeezing the back of Seokjin’s neck encouraging him to cum.

Jungkook was begging Namjoon to let him cum, he was sticky and making the most illicit wet sounds in Namjoon’s hand. Namjoon part way through watching Taehyung suck off the oldest in the family, removing himself from his pants he was wearing a cock ring that had his dick looking fierce and deliciously thick. He had taken a matching cock ring from his pocket and placed it around Jungkook’s sensitive cock. Watching him whine as he situated it in place. Namjoon had stopped for about thirty seconds at a time to let Jungkook recollect himself. He didn’t want him to come too soon and end his fun.

Jungkook was not silent at all; he was the loudest in the room, begging and crying in response to Namjoon’s questions and ministrations. Taking the youngest in his hand once more he smirked leaning into his ear. “You think I don’t notice the way you watch me Kookie, the way you blatantly look at my package when you think I am not looking. What do you want to do, huh? You want to sit on my cock? Or perhaps you want to suck it. Do you want me to fill you up, I have been saving it all for you”

“Please I want to cum?” Jungkook cried fat tears falling onto his thighs and Namjoon sighed carefully removing the butt plug and lifting the boy onto his hard length. Jungkook lowered himself whimpering and clenching around Namjoon’s swollen erection.

Namjoon wrapped his arms around Jungkook’s thin waist and rocked the younger boy against him. The blood that filled Jungkook’s painfully stiff member had it bouncing against his lower stomach

Namjoon hadn’t told the poor maknae that the cock rings were actually a part of a set designed for couples and had a remote that when you turned the dial they began to vibrate at different settings. So without warning Namjoon turned it on, setting it to a rapid pulse and matching the rhythm with his hips.

Jungkook is no longer coherent, emitting high pitched cries and cumming hard over his chest and thighs, tears pouring down his face as his body writhed in pleasure. Namjoon followed soon after spilling inside the young man.

Yoongi must have taken pity on you letting you come. He watched you hesitantly waiting for your waters to break and when it didn’t he raised an eyebrow. “It seems it didn't work” He smiled his hand reaching out and gently holding your swollen midsection. He felt your stomach muscles tighten under his palm as he caressed the exposed flesh.

You were sure this was a contraction and you knew it took a while between the initial contractions and active labor, something you had learnt from your previous pregnancies and birthing experience.

What you didn’t expect was for you to cramp up again and a warm sensation between your legs. “Oh my god, her waters actually just broke” Hoseok said excitedly, he was ready to see the new baby.

All other activities ceased and everyone got down to business, who was going to pick the kids up from school, who was going to the hospital. Where the bags are what they needed to pack, thought everything was mostly already packed. Once the plan was complete you and the boys raced around to grab your things. Not before Hoseok grabbed Jimin and Taehyung both who hadn’t had a single orgasm and secured a cock cage to each of them with a grin.

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Artists I stan! (will be updated)

Long ass post under cut

I stan these groups

TO1: Chan

AB6IX: Woojin

NCT: Yangyang

Victon: Seungwoo

BTS: OT7

SHINee: OT5 but leaning towards Taemin lol

Astro: Cha Eunwoo

Stray Kids: Felix

Xdinary Heroes: Jooyeon

Enhypen: Jake

Blackpink: OT4 but leaning toward Lisa

Mamamoo: Hwasa

(G)I-dle: Yuqi

TXT: OT5

EXO: Kai

I "semi-stan"/need to "re-stan" these groups

Dreamcatcher: Dami

CIX: Bae Jinyoung

CLC: Sorn

Oneus: Leedo

Everglow: Onda

Seventeen: Vernon

Twice: OT9

Cravity: Minhee

BAE173: Hangyul

Mirae: Dongpyo and Junhyuk

Drippin: Junho

WEi: Yohan

I need to work on stanning these groups

The Boyz: Younghoon

Purple Kiss: Swan

Billlie: Sua and Tsuki

Verivery: Kangmin

Epex: Baekseung

BE:FIRST (J-pop): Ryuhei

Soloists

Chungha

Woodz/Cho Seungyoun

Kang Daniel

Non K-pop artists

One Direction

5 Seconds of Summer

The Vamps

Taylor Swift

Billie Eilish

Doja Cat

Alan Walker

#stan list #bias list also #kpop #pop #multifandom

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drippin7 · 3 years

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211125 kntv_official Instagram Update LINE

#ot7 #drippin #211125 #super junior’s idol vs idol #e:vertigo #mirae #heo youngji #with: others

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paperdollyg · 7 years

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{trans} TBS - WINGS TOUR ESPECIAL EN JAPÓN pt1.

¡El grupo de 7 miembros de hip hop que debutó en 2013, BTS!

Actuaciones de bailes increíbles.

Canciones que los miembros se escribieron.

Y canciones que son casi adictivas, su popularidad es la ebullición.

No sólo se limitó a Corea, sino que han clasificado al 1ro puesto en singles y álbumes semanales en Japón.

Para rematar, en América, ganaron el premio superior “Top Social Artist” en los BBMA 2017 de la música.

¡El mundo tiene sus ojos en ellos!

Aparte de su popularidad, el miembro de la banda que tiene el mayor poder en este momento

El líder de múltiples talentos, Rap Monster.

Rapero con carisma, Suga.

El mundo reconoció lo guapo que era, Jin

La esperanza de Bangtan, J-hope

La encantadora sonrisa, Jimin

4D actor e ídolo, V

El maknae de oro, Jungkook

¡La banda se formó en sus veinte años que han impactado el mundo, BTS!

Y el 10 de mayo en Roppongi Hills

En el evento de lanzamiento del álbum BTS ese día,

A los 2.500 aficionados que asistieron.

Realizaron sus dos nuevas canciones, "Blood, Sweat, and Tears" y "Spring Day"

Les preguntamos a los miembros sobre el encanto de su nueva canción.

NJ: Nuestro tema es sobre ser encontrado con la tentación, pero para la juventud, creo que hay preocupaciones y queremos ver eso como crecimiento e hicimos un montón de canciones sobre ello. Este es nuestro segundo álbum completo. Ahora, vamos a ver qué está pasando en su evento de lanzamiento.

OT7: Hola, somos BTS

Q: ¿Cómo va el evento?

NJ: Fue el mejor, no hemos actuado en Japón desde noviembre del año pasado. Así que estábamos todos un poco nerviosos. Pero muchos de ustedes vinieron hoy así que realmente pudimos disfrutar de la actuación, muchas gracias.

Q: ¿Cuál es el punto culminante de "Blood, Sweat, and Tears"

JH: Mi parte que tanta gente ha dicho que les ha gustado.”mani, mani” Las letras son las mismas que en coreano, por eso los fans son capaces de disfrutar de un tipo diferente de diversión.

Q: ¿Cuál es el punto de baile en "Blood, Sweat, and Tears"?

JK: Cuando cantamos, " Blood, Sweat, and Tears ", la ráfaga de cámara lenta tiene que ser controlada con el tiempo, por lo que es importante.

JH: ¡Control! ¿cómo? ¿cómo?

JN: Hemos preparado mucho para que podamos mostrar a todos un lado bueno de nosotros. ¿Cómo fue para todos ustedes?

Con el fin de ver a los fans japoneses de nuevo, preparado entre horarios ocupados es su nuevo álbum en japonés

¿Sus pensamientos sobre este evento?

YG: Fue nuestra primera vez en Roppongi. Esta vez hubo un montón de novedades para nosotros, me sorprendió mucho porque estaba lloviendo ese día. Pero un montón de fans se reunieron para divertirse junto a nosotros.

BTS llegó a Japón en medio de su gira mundial

Las cámaras de TBS vinieron a filmar el concierto de Osaka, el segundo día.

JH: Hola, mucho tiempo sin verte

Q: ¿Cómo es su condición?

TH: Estoy bien, ayer fue el primer día del concierto de Osaka. Y estoy realmente ansioso por el concierto de hoy, así que tengo muchas ganas de hacerlo.

JH: Ayer fue muy emocionante, así que estoy deseando hoy también.

Q: ¿Cómo te sientes hoy?

JH: El mejor

JK: Estoy deseando que llegue

JH: Hemos estado aquí mucho.

JK: Tienes razón

JH: Esta vez estamos haciendo 3 conciertos,3 días. Estoy realmente deseando que llegue.

TH: Hola, mucho tiempo sin verte ¿Cómo estás? Ser capaz de volver de nuevo con todo el mundo me hace muy feliz.

JIN: ¡Buenos días!

¿Al primer lugar que fueron cuando llegaron al lugar es...?

NJ: Hola, es una mañana refrescante, ¿no?

Q: ¿A dónde vas? Ensayos

NJ: Nuestra condición no está mal todavía, así que estamos que llegue mañana.

Incluso en el caótico horario de su gira mundial, los miembros estudiaron japonés para sus fans japoneses ¡impresionante!

JH: Vamos al ensayo

Siendo esta la tercera vez en este lugar, los miembros se relajan y se dirigen al ensayo

Q: Te gustaría poner cinta adhesiva

NJ: ¿Qué? ¿cinta? estoy bien. Para hacer los ensayos, necesitamos un equipo, no sé la palabra "equipo" en japonés.

Jimin está en medio de los preparativos

JK: Es como el mundo de la danza. Mundo de Danza.

STAFF: Vamos a comenzar con "Lie" para la gente que este en el escenario, por favor, baje.

El ensayo de hoy comienza con la etapa en solitario de Jimin.

¿Qué está haciendo el otro miembro durante el ensayo en solitario?

Mirando desde cerca, en medio de la filmación y concentrado en el baile.

Incluso durante los ensayos en solitario, los miembros disfrutan del performance y monitorean, es decir es BTS.

Jin mostrando las imágenes que tomó

JK: ¿Qué es esto?

JM: Eres malo en esto.

JN: Lo tomé desde al frente.

JM: Gracias

JN: ¿No es genial? En realidad me filmé, mira, en donde tus ojos están ocultos

Se aprecian mutuamente, una vista muy alentadora.

Empezando "I NEED U"

JM: Jungkook, estás muy adelante

JK: ¿De Verdad? eso es raro.

JM: Tanto para la introducción como para la parte principal, la banda es fuerte y causa confusión. ¿Puede bajar el volumen, por favor?

¿Cuál es la próxima canción de ensayo?

Rapmonster quién está bebiendo agua

JM: ¿Qué pasa?

Rapmonster de repente se ahogó con su bebida.

Y los miembros están preocupados en molestarlo.

JN. Pensé que eras un personaje de juego

JH: Fue un buen sonido

YG: ¿Por qué lo lanzaste?

NJ: No lo arrojé, me atraganté.

JK: ¿Qué opinas Jhope?

JN: ¿Estás bien?

JN: En realidad, sólo está Jhope para esto. (Para aligerar el estado de ánimo)

JH: ¿Hay algún problema?

STAFF: Estamos bien.

JH: Es una buena canción

TH: Demasiado interesante, fue realmente bueno.

Incluso con el cansancio de un viaje por todo el mundo, terminan el ensayo con una nota de diversión.

Mientras tanto, frente a la sala Osaka-jo que tiene 16.000 personas, están los fans que vinieron a apoyar.

Q: ¿Qué preparaste para la gira?

JM: Preparé mi dialecto de Osaka

JH: Por favor muéstranos un poco

JM: Solo un poco “Maido” “¡Maido!” Es todo por hoy.

JH: Eso es bueno

JK: Yo.. también, es algo que todos los miembros prepararon. Está preparado el lanzamiento de la canción en japonés, y queremos ser capaces de cantar muchas de las canciones en japonés. Y estudiar para poder memorizar el guión en japonés, hemos trabajado duro en muchas cosas.

YG: Este concierto es diferente a lo que usualmente hacemos, hemos estado estudiando japonés poco a poco, y también he memorizado palabras japonesas duras como, "reflejo condicionado" He memorizado palabras hasta ese momento ¿Sabes qué es un "extraño triángulo amoroso" en japonés? Así es como lo dices Y otros como "los humanos son ..."

JH: Memorizaste palabras que en su mayoría sonaban iguales que "preparadas".

NJ: Eso está mal.

YG: De hecho memoricé muchas palabras muy duras, palabras que tal vez no necesito saber.

JK: De seguro algún día las llegarás a usar.

YG: No sé por qué memoricé "reflejo condicionado"

NJ: Eres inteligente

TH: Preparé mi garganta para que pueda cantar correctamente

JN: Preparé el evento, rodos los días hice un evento de corazón y todos los fans los disfrutaron.

JH: ¿Por qué tan repentino?

JM: Muy lindo

JN: Se supone que debemos decir lo que preparamos

Q: ¿Preparaste corazones?

JN: Evento del corazón.

NJ: Las habilidades japonesas de todos avanzaron tan lentamente a través del estudio, por favor, envíen buenos pensamientos. Y cómo Suga mencionó, las letras y canciones son un poco diferentes. Nuestro nuevo álbum "Blood, Sweat, and Tears" es bueno y con sentimientos de gratitud. Hemos preparado un evento especial y canciones.

JH: Preparé mi energía ¡Todo el mundo ~ te mostraré ~!

NJ: Su energía es una locura

P: ¿Alguna anécdota durante los preparativos de la gira?

JN: Uno fue durante una preparación de rendimiento,

Rapmonster y yo somos lentos en aprender coreografía, así que tenemos que practicar fuera. Pero no hay espejo, así que éramos el espejo del otro y así es como lo practicamos.

NJ: Tal vez ese fue el problema.

JN: ¿Oh enserio? Eso parece

JH: Tal vez por eso no mejoras.

NJ: Quiero usar un buen espejo, Jungkook, por favor sea mi espejo.

JN: Jhope, vamos.

YG: El Tour en Japón tiene canciones japonesas así que tenemos que ser capaces de cambiar rápidamente. Hay canciones en las que las letras japonesas y coreanas se mezclan entre sí. Durante los ensayos, íbamos a coreano o japonés por lo que era difícil. Pero durante el concierto real pudimos hacerlo con éxito.

NJ: Taehyung, por favor. ¿Cómo estaban los fans de Osaka?

TH: Muy apasionados, Tokio. Nos escucharon seriamente

JH: Recordé un episodio en Nagoya, los fans hicieron un evento para mi cumpleaños .Fue el momento de "Episode II. The red bullet" Era mi cumpleaños así que prepararon un evento para mí, para los fans de Nagoya que hicieron eso por mí /hizo un corazón con las manos/

NJ: Dependiendo de la región, los colores de los fans son diferentes. Es la la pronunciación de la región.

Para Osaka, "Osaka ~" Un sentimiento de calor.

Tokio es un sentimiento más tranquilo.

Para Nagoya, "Nekkota", /la pronunciación de “mío” en coreano es similiar/ Son sentimientos de amor.

Q: ¿Qué pasa con Kobe?

JM/NJ/JH: ¡Ir! ¡Vaya! /pronunciación de “ir” es similar/

TH: ¿Sapporo?

TH/NJ: Sapporo ~ nieve

TH: Sa-poroporo (es el sonido para el goteo)

TH: ¡Fukuoka!

JM: Fuku! /Significa ropa/

TH: Fuku es fufuku