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whoopyjoonie · 7 years ago

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Play With Me (Park Jimin) (Smut)

(Before some people start yelling, I’m aware that this in no way symbolizes how the boys act in real life. It’s fan fiction, It’s fun, get with the program.)

You knew he was watching, paying attention to your every movement. When you would laugh, when you would open your mouth to speak, when you’d bite that lip of yours.

You knew he was paying too close attention. Frankly, you weren’t to fond of his gawking, but his little game was only getting more fun on your part. To think things between you two ended so abruptly, and badly. Ha, his fault, not yours.

It wasn’t your fault you didn’t fit a stereotypical ideal of what he liked. You certainly didn’t need his approval because now, you were better than ever. No more trying to change yourself or trying to fix what didn’t need to be fixed. You were you, and at the moment, every man seemed to want a peice of you.

And that made him mad.

You kind of stood out a bit more than others at this party. Still formal, yes. However more, how to put it…eye-catching?

You spoke with your friend, both of you focused in a serious looking conversation. The room was filled with familiar and famous faces plus other people you knew nothing about. A weird slow song played through the room as people chatted amongst themselves.

“He’s still looking at you.” She chuckled, making you roll your eyes. “Still not on speaking terms?” she assumed.

“Not even close ” you laughed. “Not that I care, that ship sailed a long time ago.” you adjusted the straps of your dress, fixing them on your shoulders.

“Well apparently, Jimin does. He’s walking over here now ” she replied.

Your eyes widened, but not by much. You didn’t want to give him that satisfaction.

He looked good. Who were you kidding, he was god-like.

“Hey Y/F/N.” he walked up, his back turned towards you a bit. “Weird seeing you here.”

Oh, so it was gonna be like that?

“Uh, yeah I guess.” Y/F/N trailed off, staring at you. You nodded towards the outside balcony to which she nodded. You walked passed her, making sure you didn’t look Jimin’s way.

As planned, this made him mad. Who did you think you were, messing with his head like this. You show up and all these guys gawk and stare, and he can’t do anything about it.

The balcony was quite big, there a lot of room to walk around and sit at tables. You opted for the table right next to the door, easy in and easy out.

“This dress is really starting to itch.” You whispered to yourself. Why did dresses even exist? They were uncomfortable and could choke you! Your mind wandered back to Jimin. He was challenging you. Not that you minded, but he needed to remember just exactly who the fuck Y/N L/N was.

“You’re out here alone.” a voice sat down in front of you, an edge on their familiar voice.

“You know Mr. Park, when someone sits alone, it’s usually because they want to be.” you looked up to meet Jimin’s eyes. His hair was neatly groomed, though his blazer was shrugged slightly as he sprawled out on the chair. Damn, he looked better than you last saw him.

“Do you really believe that?” he raised an eyebrow at you. “Or is this another addition to your game?” a smirk grew on his face as he straightened his posture. “You know that I know you too well, baby.”

“You were staring at me all night.” you began to change the subject. “Finally decide I was good enough?” You crossed one leg over the other. Your dress rode up on your leg a bit.

“What can I say? People change.” he shrugged, that damned smirked still on his face.

“People like you don’t.” you retorted.

“People like me? What about you?” he challenged.

“Excuse me?” you raised an eyebrow.

“People like you don’t just get over something like us.” he challenged, scooting his chair closer, so your knees were touching. “Tell me, baby. Do you still think about us?” he asked.

What type of question was that, of course you did.

Suddenly, his hand gently landed on your knee, creeping up under hem of your dress, something up your upper leg.

“You tell me first.” you expelled, uncrossing your legs but squeezing them together. Don’t. Give. In. Dumbass.

“Every fucking day.” he leaned a bit closer, still rubbing circles into your thighs under your dress. “I miss my babygirl…but does she miss me?”

Damn it!

“You know the answer to that.” you glared at him.

“I want a solid answer.” his face turned into a frown. His hand was completely hiked up your dress now, good thing no one saw.

“Yes.” the guilt swallowed you whole, but you didn’t fucking care.

“Why don’t I call a taxi…”

You had to text your friend that you were going home, you didn’t inform her on why. The entire ride with Jimin was torture. All you could do was shake in anticipation. As soon you two stopped outside your apartment, your heart began to drop.

What was gonna happen with you and Jimin?

“Watching all those guys stare at you. Made me so mad…but don’t get to see what I see.” his back was against your chest as you two stood in the vacant hallway. His touch was getting warmer and warmer. “Hurry up and unlock the door.” he breathed in your ear.

As soon as you got the door open, you were practically thrown inside. You heard the door slam and lock as Jimin frustratingly yanked off his blazer and undid some of the buttons on his shirt.

He strode up to you, grabbing your waist and crashing his hot mouth over yours. Your back found the nearest wall. You held on to Jimin for support from falling. As he kissed you, his tongue desperate and dominant against yours, he was in middle of trying to get your dress off.

Soon, he got frustrated and ripped the back until it could slide down both your shoulders, taking your bra with it.

“Do you have any idea how much that cost?!” you broke away from him to yell at him.

“Please, I’ve torn more expensive clothes from you.” he smiled, his breaths growing heavy. He eyes tore through your body, at least what was exposed to him. He grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you to him again. The remains of your dress fell to the floor leaving the familiar memory of a dominant Jimin taking your body.

All you could do was hang onto him and moan into his mouth, sending vibrations to both your bodies. He pulled you away from the wall and suddenly began pulling you in the direction of your bedroom.

A room he knew better than most.

You sat back on the bed, leaned on your elbows and well aware of the sweat beginning to form on your body and the heat building up between your legs. Jimin yanked off his shirt, throwing on to the floor before doing the same with his pants. He was constricted beneath his tight boxers. It almost looked like it hurt.

He crawled menacingly onto the bed, kissing up your stomach and swirling his tongue around your abdomen. His mouth was hot ,but his body was cold. His touch was icy.

“Did you miss me? Hm?.” he asked, a growl threatening his throat. His mouth began trailing lower, making you toes curl in anticipation. “Answer me, Y/N…” he glared up at you.

You couldn’t find the words you you just nodded, followed my an “Mmhmm” sound.

“Where do you want me?” he asked, hooking his finger around the waistband of your panties. “Here, right?…Come on, tell me.”

Damn him for making you feel feelings.

All you could do was nod shyly, looking elsewhere in a bit of an embarrassment. Jimin chuckled and shook his head.

You really haven’t changed a bit.

Yanking them down, Jimin grabbed both you legs and to your surprise, yanked you farther down towards him.

“You’re so fucking wet.” he chuckled. “So fucking wet.” he repeated whispering. He didn’t give you warning before his tongue ran up your slit. He gripped onto your legs holding you in place as he sucked harshly on your clit.

You couldn’t hold back that tiny yelp. Him purposefully making those lewd sounds, purposefully keeping you held down as he drowned in your selfish pleasure. Those sounds soon turned into the repetition of swear words and his name.

You could tell he had a stupid smile on his face as you groaned his name. His pace only got faster. His fingers suddenly began pumping in and out of you as he sucked and at one point even bit your clit. He didn’t need to adjust, or ease in, his fingers slid in and out smoothly, your wetness dribbling down his hand. Making you call his name even more.

He soon stopped all movements allowing you to catch your breath and become aware of just how bad you were throbbing down there. He freed himself of his boxers making his member spring out and slap his stomach.

He crawled over you against, this time pushing stray flyaway hairs from your face.

“Fuck I missed you.” he groaned. He grabbed you leg and hooked it around his hip as he slowly pushed himself into to. You both expelled gasps. It’s been awhile, it always felt like the first. Maybe because you two couldn’t one another even if you tried. He slowly began moving, the sound of wetness and his breathless moans filling the room.

He dropped his head into your neck and began nipping at your skin. His body rolled against yours as he thrust into your core.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck Y/N.” he kept repeating. You rolled your hips against his with each thrust, creating mkre friction. “Fuck I missed you.” he moaned. You threw your head back, practically clawing at the idol’s back.

You could tell he was getting close, he was speeding up and getting more sloppy. He grabbed your face and kissed you hard, a kiss that was basically all tongue.

Who ever was first to cum, who the hell cared. You were in the middle of trying to calm down your shaking while Jimin yanked his cock from your entrance, dripping his seed all over your stomach.

Jimin fell beside you on his back, his groomed hair messy, his face almost red. You tried to sit up only to be pulled back down with what little strength Jimin appeared to have left.

“Where are you going?” he yawned tiredly.

“To take a shower?” you said like it was the most obvious thing.

“We can do that in the morning.” he sighed, attempting to pull you closer to his chest, which you didn’t protest to.

“We? Morning?” You hid your smile as you spoke.

“You didn’t think this was a one night stand, right?…We have a lot of time to make up for.”

(I’ve never written smut before, so I’m so sorry! I thought it would be fun to post my failure. Feel free to drag me across the concrete. I’ll probably never post again lol. No hate peeps, we’re all horny fuckwads here.)

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whoopyjoonie · 7 years ago

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BTS Preferences (Scenarios? Idk)- The Teasing Game

(I decided to not be a pussy and see what happens when I think of things…all of these were dreams I had. I have no idea what I did to induce sexual dreams.)

Jin - You had to curl your toes to keep from moving. You were scared your fork was going to fly out of your hand. You were sat at a the dinner table with your friends, you tried to listen to a story your friend was telling but you couldn’t quite hang onto every word. Not with Seokjin pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy. Where this newfound attitude came from? You had no idea. His fingers ran up your slit, his knuckle brushing your sensitive bud, making you grow impatient. Jin carried on like nothing was happening but a tiny smirk would cross his face everytime he felt you tighten around his slender fingers, making him go even harder. Your throbbing core clenching tightly to his fingers made him think about all the other ways he could fluster you.

Hoseok- Drenched in sweat, you felt Hoseok growling with anticipation. It sent vibrations through your body. You struggled to keep a steady voice as you spoke on the phone. You were preparing to shower when a friend of yours called. Hoseok stood behind you, his hands teasing and touching where he could reach. (But let’s be honest, this guy was bored waiting for you to get out the shower already.) From rolling your nipples on his fingertips to just slightly brushing over your slit, but never fully touching. He touched the soft spot, but never dared separate the already damp folds. “I wonder how they’d react if they knew, my girl was being like this.” he whispered. You felt his length harden against your backside. Maybe it was time to hang up.

Yoongi- Damn him. Making those obviously obscene sounds with his mouth. Damn him, knowing what it did to you. To think a jealous move would come to this. You bent at his mercy, basically moving against his gifted mouth. A cry ripped through the air prompting the rapper to push his tongue further against your heat, lapping with force. Your back arched even more off the bed. “ Am I the only man who can make you like this? Hm?” he growled against your skin. He sucked harshly at your clit. You didn’t dare lift yourself up to look at him. It would get even more extreme when he thrust his fingers into your tight hold, your juices trickling a line down his hand.

Namjoon- The deep voice male smiled to himself. He casually typed on his phone as you straddled his lap. Your barely clothed folds grinding against his leg. His strong arm wrapped around you as you moved against him. Setting his phone down, he took the time to look at you. “Look at me when you pleasure yourself.” You ripped your eyes from wherever you drifted off and gazed into his mock glare. “Are you getting off by riding my leg like a naughty girl. Do you want to cum all over me? Hm? Aww look at me…look me in the eye like a good girl. Fuck, you’re so innocent. Your pretty little pussy is so wet for me…”

Jimin- You whined loudly as the button on the remote was pushed. An unbearable pleasure was sent crashing through your body. Leave it to him to find a vibrator with a wireless remote…and buy it. Jimin smiled innocently, as the device twitched and vibrated against your swollen bud. “Hm…would you prefer a different toy, babygirl.?” he asked. “It’s just…” he pressed another button. “I’m having so much fun.” he cooed. You were writhing and moving around, and that was the goal. Your juices flowed down your leg, staining the bed sheet. Jimin kissed you gently, slowing down the device. Only to crank it back up when he pulled away.

Taehyung- You sat on his lap, your legs spread wide for him. Even if it was in your own home, being completely naked for no reason was new to you, especially in front of Taehyung. He didn’t seem to care. His fingers were gently touching your clit, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. He was playing a doctor…a sneaky little cocky son of a- “Hm. You seem to be overly sensitive…I’ll fix that right away. Do you prefer fingers? Or maybe…my mouth.” he neared his mouth closer to your ear. “Or something else inside you?”

Jungkook - “I know how to make you feel good, don’t I?” he asked, innocence strewn in his voice, but his face read something completely different. Small and delicate strokes of his tongue moved against the folds of what he calls “his little flower”. What an ass. “I may be the youngest of them, but I can do things they wouldn’t even dream of doing.” he began. “Your sweet little flower hasn’t even seen…or should I say felt what I can do”

.(Okay sooooo this took a lot of guts to write and I know it sucks, please go easy on me!! Seriously don’t tear me a new one…)

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whoopyjoonie · 7 years ago

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Friday Night (Namjoon x Reader x Yoongi)

This really isn’t the way you expected the night to end. When Namjoon brought Yoongi over for some “alone time” you figured they would hole themselves up in Namjoon’s studio writing songs. What you didn’t expect was to be sandwiched between the two of them as they bickered back and forth over who would get to fuck you first.

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I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THE “boo elephant boo” CAME FROM YOONGI

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damn

it always happens, i have no more idea for my stories and it turns out shit, i'm sorry, maybe i'm better with writing one shotsㅡ

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PART 3

part 3 is posted! sue me its so terrible i hate this :)

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Reader x Criminal!BTS AU Pt. 3

It��s been forever I know :( Sorry for not updating I got too busy with school I hate school smh, thank you for 100 lovely followers who had time to read my shitty posts <3 anyways enjoy this part, I hope it won’t suck and I hope you guys will love it!! <3

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“I bet you know who we are,” The blonde man said to you as you sit in the other end of the long meeting table.

“I bet the whole world knows,” You mumbled as you fold your arms.

He looks at you unamused before looking at his teammates and nodding.

“You know that we’re recruiting right?” He asked.

You nod your head as you get nervous, you didn’t want to get recruited.

“We need the best of the best, the most accurate and the finest, the manipulator and the brave,” He said, folding his arms too and leaned on the table.

Oh God, what about Areum? What will happen if they recruit me? Areum would be alone! I don’t want to be recruited, I’m fine just by myself! You thought, your brows furrowing.

“Don’t worry about your little friend, we’ve got her too,” The man who captured you said as if reading your mind.

You don’t know what’s worse, the fact that they captured Areum too or the fact that the both of you will be recruited.

“I don’t want to join you,” You said standing up.

The leader, Namjoon, laughed and winked at you.

“Baby who said you can choose?”

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So here you are, on your way to a high school for a mission. Wearing your uniform which consists of a short skirt and white blouse with the logo of the school imprinted on it. Of course you didn’t agree to any of this, but they promised you you’d like it.

You had a plan to run away, but sadly they have people dressing up as students to watch over you and they have control over the CCTV camera. You didn’t like the way the uniform was so tight so you unbuttoned the 2 last buttons from the top so you could breath.

Bangtan had it all.

The car came to a halt and you got down , the earpiece you wore connecting you to Areum.

“In front of you is your new school, eliminate the headmaster and leave,” Areum said as you close the door.

You turn around and leaned on the passenger door, Jimin sitting on the seat.

“So I have to eliminate someone without any weapon? Who do you think I am? John Cena?” You asked, leaning down.

Jimin stared down, his mouth dry as he peeks at your cleavage.

“There will be a gun and knife in your locker, j-just in case you need it,” He said, keeping his cool in front of you.

You turn around and walked towards the entrance of the school, swinging your hips left and right, because you know damn well that it affects him.

Once you enter the school, you made a disgusted face because seriously? It’s school. You make your way to your locker on the second floor, getting stares from some people which you ignored. You open your locker slowly and peeked inside, and surely a gun and a pocket knife awaits you. You carefully put it into your backpack and made your way to your first class. Math.

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“This lesson is SOOO boring!” You said loudly, disturbing the teacher who is currently explaining.

He stopped and looked at you, so does your classmates.

“Who might you be? I’ve never seen you here!” He asked you, squinting his eyes.

“I’m new,” You answered.

“Well shut your mouth if you don’t want to go to the headmaster’s office,” He said turning around.

Bingo.

“Well I can’t help it that this class is being teached by a bald headed man who might pop out an egg from his head at this very moment,” You smirked.

Some kids let out laughs and snickers. And oh God, the teacher looks so angry.

“Don’t push me to my limits young lady!”

“Now that wouldn’t be so fun would it egghead?” You challenged.

You can literally see fumes coming out of his nose and ears, his face redder than the blood you were used to see weekly.

“Detention room! NOW!” He yelled at you, pointing at the door as he dropped his books.

Your smirk dropped. Fuck.

You did what he told you to and make your way to the detention room. A male teacher in his mid 40s was reading inside that classroom,. You entered the room and sat down at the very back, planning to just sleep the whole detention off.

“Hey you,” You heard and you lift your head up.

“What class were you from?”

“Math,”

He stopped a moment before nodding.

“Got a boyfriend?”

You sit up straight and cringed.

“Back off loser,” You said, folding your arms.

“You’re so naive you know,” He said, walking towards you and stopping once he was in front of you.

“I said back off,” You grit your teeth as you stand up.

“Detention is boring, how about we have some fun?” He asked you, smirking as he presses his body to yours.

Your eyes widen and you punched him hard on his jaw, He stumbled back, his glasses on the ground.

“You bitch,” He growled before stepping forward and slapping your cheek hard.

You stumbled back too, before taking your backpack and taking out your gun.

He backs away as he sees the gun, holding up his arms.

“H-hey, I was just joking,” He stuttered, backing up.

“What a mess trouble I have to clean up later,” You grit your teeth.

He looks at you confused before you pulled the trigger and shoots him in the middle of his forehead. The silencer made little to no sound which made it easier because you won’t have any teacher coming into this room right now.

You look at the man, lifeless on the ground before taking your backpack and exiting the classroom.

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SUE ME I’M ENDING IT THERE LOVE YOU IM SORRY THIS IS SHORT

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