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wirfyris · 6 years

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i’m tired ft. jimin

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it was almost midnight now, and jimin still hadn’t shown up. just a couple minutes ago, you had spoken to him. after rushing and begging for him to come home already, he informed you that his practice was coming to an end and that he’d be home shortly. just with that bit of information, you were a mess.

you could tell that he was tired but you knew that once he got here, that would change. there was a certain thing that you did at times like these when you were in need. as soon as jimin sees you, he’d want to take you and you were more than sure about that since you’ve managed to get him worked up before.

you couldn’t wait to have him in your arms, be under, on top and bent before him, moan sweet nothings in his ear, and everything else that you loved to do when you two went at it.

you stood before your closed closet door, examining yourself in the mirror. you wore all black lingerie that complimented your skin well and your hair was in jimin’s favorite style. looking at yourself now, you knew for sure that he was gonna be putty in your hands.

“hmm.” you hummed as you stepped into the bathroom in search of your lip gloss. if there was one thing that jimin loved about you, it was your plump lips. he loved to bite and suck on them, especially when they were coated with lip gloss. it was something that he found sexy.

once you found it, you put some on and pursed your lips while you looked at yourself in the mirror for the last time. you were fully satisfied with your look now.

you went back to you and jimin’s shared bedroom and plopped down on the bed, grabbing a book that rested on your nightstand.

“y/n…” a voice sang out suddenly, making you jump a little.

“jimin…” you sang back as you waited for him to walk in and see you, putting the book back in its place.

you listened as he put his keys down and hang his jacket up, slowly getting worked up every time you heard movement in the room before you.

he was getting closer and closer, making you squeeze your legs tight and together. filthy thoughts started to run into your mind and your body began to get hot. he was here.

once he saw you, he came to a complete stop. mouth slightly agape, his feet glued to the floor, and body stuck at the doorframe.

he stood there for a few seconds, just taking in your beauty. his once tired and barely open eyes were now wide open and full with lust.

“now baby…” he started as he began to unbutton his shirt. his eyes still remained on your bronze form.

“why are you all dolled up? i told you that i was tired.” he purses his lips and cocked his eyebrow, pulling off his shirt in the process.

“i know…” you smirked, while watching him intently. your eyes darted down to the bulge that began to grow in his pants.

“sorry?”

“you’re not sorry. you’re hard headed.” he chuckled, and spoke in a low and annoyed tone.

the room grew silent as neither of you opened your mouths to speak. that is until jimin clothes were off and his boner was even more visible.

he started to walk towards the bathroom but you stopped him.

“what are you doing? i thought you already took a shower when you were at practice?” you cocked your eyebrow.

he looked at you and chuckled, he found your pleading and confused eyes amusing. it was evident that you wanted him badly and even though he didn’t mind taking you right there, he had told you that he wanted to come home and rest.

so, you were getting nothing from him.

“i’m taking a cold shower. and don’t worry, i’ll be out soon so you can use the shower head to, ya know.”

instantaneously, your eyebrows knitted and your bottom lip poked out. “ya know, instead of taking a shower, you should use that energy on me.”

hearing that made his eyebrows raise, you had never said something like that to him. slowly, he stepped closer to you until he was right before your form. his cheeks were slightly tinted with pink and his eyes were starting to grow dark.

sexual tension was definitely at a high.

“you just don’t listen do you baby?” he got down on his knees and got in between your legs, making sure to keep his eyes fixed on yours.

“i guess not.” you couldn’t help but to bite down on your lip and run your fingers across the back of his hands as they gripped your thighs.

“what am i gonna do with you?” he sighed, asking himself more than he was asking you.

“i’ve got an idea.” you smiled cutely at him.

jimin grabbed both of your hands and crawled on top of you all in one motion. his eyes traveled from your eyes to your glossy lips where he started to look just like you.

hungry.

with a light grunt, he went down and closed all space between the both of you. you smiled into the kiss once you started to feel how aggressive he was becoming. you welcomed his tongue into your mouth, letting out soft moans every time he sucked on yours. he traveled down to the side of your neck where he sucked and sucked until you were marked.

“wait, i have work tomorrow.” you whimpered, and tried to push him away from your neck. the last thing that you wanted was for your boss and coworkers to see the outcomes of this night.

“too bad.” he replied, not caring since you didn’t care about him wanting to sleep.

he went back up to your lips and continued to kiss you like there was no such thing as a tomorrow. your chest heaved for air when he pulled back for a breath, only to hungrily attack your mouth again. you fought hard to try and keep up with his eager lips and tongue.

your lips had to be swollen by now.

you wrapped your arms around his neck but that didn’t last as the man forcefully grabbed your hands and slammed them above your head.

he didn’t say a word as he kissed your lips one last time and kissed down to your neck to your abdomen and lastly, to your inner thighs.

“please..” you begged, raising your legs a small bit so that he could be closer to your spot.

“hm.” was all that jimin said before cogently turning you around so that you were laying on your stomach.

he grabbed your hips and raised your form, causing you to bend your back and be positioned on your knees. slowly, he peeled off the only thing that was keeping him from satisfying you.

you whimpered once you felt his warm tongue lick against your core, quickly gripping at the sheets.

he held onto your hips, in notice that you were moving away from him. “don’t try to escape. you wanted this.” you could tell that he was smirking just by the tone of his voice. he loved it when you tried to get away from him when the pleasure that he was causing you to have was unbearable.

you moaned his name several times when he stuck his tongue inside of you and moved it in a circular motion. your hips spontaneously started to move in the same motion as his tongue, causing him to speed up.

he replaced his tongue with his fingers and pumped them in and out, causing you to moan louder and uncontrollably now. you tried to shut yourself up by biting down on your lip but that wasn’t good enough when he went even faster, making you have to fight back tears.

jimin pulled his fingers out of you and brought them up to your lips.

“taste yourself.” he demanded, and you unhesitatingly did.

that made him hornier, and wanting to be inside of you as soon as possible. he pressed your body down against the bed as he left soft and wet kisses on your neck, traveling down to your back and then to your ass.

the hungry man removed his briefs and hovered over your body, ignoring your begs to hurry and get inside of you.

“up.” he breathily ordered.

his hands gripped your hips once he reached over for a condom to put on and enter you.

your eyes were closed and your mouth, slightly agape. his facial expression was the same as he stroked into you at a slow pace. you started to push yourself against his hips so that you could receive all of him, causing him to grunt and speed up.

no words were traded between one another as both of you were too immersed in making each other feel good. the only sound that could be heard was your moans and his grunts that he didn’t even try to hide.

as the minutes past, jimin grew tired of this position so he turned you over and fixed himself at your entrance. laggardly, he pushed inside of you and waisted no time with moving with great speed. your body shook at him not being slow.

you bit down on your lip, sinking into the pillow, lips shivering as he exhaled above you. your knees trembled as you felt his hips grind between your legs, and into yours.

jimin didn’t hold back, he gripped onto the headboard and slammed into you. still, his eyes were closed and mouth in the shape of an o.

“you feel so good baby.” he shamelessly moaned, causing you to smile.

your legs naturally wrapped around his hips, and you found your arms grabbing at his shoulders. you wanted his body pressed against yours.

once you were skin to skin with him, you started to suck on his neck, not caring about who would see the marks that you’d leave him with.

his pace remained the same from when he first reentered you up until now, and that made your climax quickly near.

“i’m about to-“ you started, until you were cut off by your own body and it’s release. your neck muscles reflected when jimin’s lips softly pressed against yours.

you could tell that he was on the verge of his climax, just by the way he moved. you helped him chase it.

the two of you were exhausted now. right after jimin had reached his climax, he fell over at your side and pulled you close.

“thanks for giving me what i wanted even though you were tired.” you giggled, running your hand through his wet hair.

“yeah yeah yeah.” he chuckled, leaned over and kissed your forehead.

the both of you drifted off to sleep until he purposely woke you up in the middle of the night to have a second round.

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the dark side of the moon (m)

➾ werewolf!jimin x reader

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➾ warnings: rough penetrative werewolf sex, knotting, mentions of lots of cum, breeding kink

➾ hello my friends!!! i wanted to keep up the tradition of gifting u all a jimin fic on my birthday, so i decided to speed write this :-) i can’t believe a year has passed by again, thank you all for your love and support!!!

➾ summary: falling in love at first sight is cliche, not until it happens to you on a dark night in a lonely alley. but you’re only human, while Park Jimin is Alpha of his pack; it could never work out. so you resort to pining for him like a wolf howling at the moon, but when Jimin goes feral, that’s when everything changes.

enjoy, darlings ❤️

The heavy scent of blood and sex greets you immediately once you step into the house, and you wrinkle your nose in distaste, tugging your black face mask back over the lower half of your face. You should be more than used to this already, having been associated with this particular pack of wolves ever since you stumbled upon them a few years ago, but it never gets better.

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la Lune et la Fille

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Type: Smut, werewolf

Plot: You’re lost in the woods, playing on the terms of a dare given by your friends. To seek one another out within a time limit. However, you find someone else - or something else that you didn’t know you were actually seeking.

Warning(s): sex in the woods, blood, biting, mentions of mating, mentions of claiming/marking

Admin IC

It was a rather ignorant choice. Peer pressure had always flown over your head, yet when a group of close friends continuously corralled you into performing just one stupid act, you caved. Due to this weakness, you now found yourself in the middle of the woods with a knot of fear so tight in your stomach you felt like you were going to hurl.

Eyes continued focusing on shadows created by your desperate imagination, but you were entirely alone. They had left you ten minutes at your friend’s porch to sit and wait as they all hid, all of them possessing their phones to know whether each of them got caught - except for you. You didn’t even have a flashlight.

Thankfully, the moon was quick to absorb the thick cloud of black and illuminate any tree roots or scarily human looking figures before it was too late. You appreciated this but still wished bitterly that you had more light. You kept quiet, all of you agreed not to scream as you were to leave that for when something actually went wrong.

Your arms were wrapped around themselves, folded. A chilled breath creating a fog from your nose and lips. The night’s air swept and nipped at any exposed skin. Your stomach churned at the sound of a twig snapping, but it was soon revealed to be by your own doing. You let out a laugh at how pathetic you appeared to yourself, which was caught by Jimin.

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Don’t Care If It Hurts: Pt. 8

(DOG HYBRID! + GAURD DOG!JIMIN X READER) (FT.OLDERBROTHER! + MAFIA BOSS!NAMJOON)

PART 1 PART 2 PART 3 PART 4 PART 5 PART 6 PART 7

Summary: After a rival gang makes an attempt on your life, Your older brother, the infamous leader of Seoul’s largest gang; Kim Namjoon gets you a guard hybrid; Park Jimin, The reigning champion of Seoul’s underground hybrid fighting ring.

Pairing: Jimin x Reader, mentions of Hoseok x Reader. Namjoon x Seokjin

Tags: blood, gore, SMUT, cumplay, praise kink, oral, overstimulation, shower sex, multiple rounds. kidnapping, guns,

Word count: 9.8k

Authors note: ITSSSSS FINALLY HEREEEEEE, I know you guys have been waiting for this one a long time so I won’t let it go any longer. thank you so much for all your positive feedback! this chapter was a difficult one to write- mostly because I don’t write smut often. But anyways enjoy!!!!! please give this love- i worked realy hard on it for you <3

Song rec: take you down - chris brown, get you by daniel Ceaser, fetish - Selena Gomez

You were under house arrest. You tried to be understanding most of the time. Namjoon himself had relayed the threat that the head of the Red X’s had conveyed; that if they got their hands on you- they would likely not return you alive.

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heightened secrecy (m)

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➾ warnings: sex toys (squirting dildo), tiny bit of degradation/ name calling, lots of cum, unprotected sex, sloppy seconds, praise kink

➾ an unofficial part 2 to clone a willy, continuing my legacy of strange sex toys found on Amazon 🙃

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desideratus

genre : smut (graphic descritpion of a sexual intercourse) warnings : mention of things relative to the demoniac universe, summoning, BDSM undertones (and a lot of thing related), Incubus!Taehyung… words count : 6,1k+ of pure filth

summary : how could you have imagined that taking a supernatural forces and malefic beings class would lead you have the best orgasms you’ve ever felt, with the promise to have it again some time soon.

↦ The Seven Virtues

A/N : if you’re into BDSM, always use a safeword and do things in the safiest way possible. there’s a lot of information on the internet, use it. In this, Taehyung exactly knows what the reader likes or dislikes etc., but irl, please, always ask your partner.

Having a room on your own as a college student, and to the price you paid it (which was –surprisingly- not more than 300 dollars) was, to say the least, a benediction. You could buy the food you wanted, put the music as loud as you wanted, and you had no roommate to bother you with unwanted noises of fornication and you could have your own without annoying someone. Living on your own was good; but also pretty boring, even with the weight of three assignments due next week on your shoulders. But, after all, you were a college student, which meant that these papers could wait the last minutes to be done.

This way, sitting on your couch with your head hanging from the sofa and your legs pressed against the back of it allowed you to relax properly with some jazz tones in the background. The slow rhythm and tender notes of the music, you noticed, contrasted with the ideas flowing through your mind. You wondered, because of this class you’ve taken in the beginning of the semester, if demons really existed. Your professor –a specialist of supernatural forces and malefic beings- assured that they existed, even affirmed that he came across the path of one, once.

To be honest, it was quite hard to believe. The guy was on the verge of becoming a demon himself when he told his stories (he was completely animated and possessed by them), which discredited his words more often that it rains on England’s coasts in winter. Yet, the metaphysic question in your head persisted and dug a hole in your thoughts, monopolizing your grey matter more often than food usual does; and that was saying a lot. So you did researches, a lot of researches, about which demon was really dangerous or which one you should avoid at all cost, about how to call upon them, and what mistakes not to make if you decided to invoke one of them. To be honest, you had studied quite a lot for once, even if it wasn’t for homework purposes –at least it showed you that you were capable of actually studying; it was a first.

This whole fascination for the subject, though, lead you to the particular situation you found yourself, balancing the pros and the cons of the possibility that you’d sacrifice your gold ring –because you had to sacrifice something precious of yours to summon a demon, especially the demon you had chosen. He was didn’t seem that dangerous, though, at least to you –particularly because you didn’t really believe in them. His purpose wasn’t here to sell your soul or kill you to send you in the darkness of the abysses. But an incubus was still pretty dangerous since he could appear in your sleep and literally.. take over your body. But it wouldn’t happen, you were sure of that.

So you decided to place the golden ring in the middle of the star of made salt you’ve prepared on the ground, and walk up to the red candles disposed on the cupboard to light them up. The flame lowly grew, allowing you to watch it dance slowly in the atmosphere of your small flat. After a few seconds, you eventually decided that it was time to bring them next to the symbol and stabilize them. Sitting next to them, you took the paper you draw the lilith’s sigil on, and looked at it deeply to memorize it (you professor had insisted on that point, always remember the demon’s sigil).

Taking a deep breath, you sighed one last time before letting the paper burn slowly and speaking clear enough. “Lord Satan, by your grace, grant me, I pray thee the power to conceive in my mind and to execute that which I desire to do, the end which I would attain by thy help, O Mighty Satan, the one True God who livest and reignest forever and ever. I entreat thee to inspire Lilith demon to manifest before me that he/she may give me true and faithful answer, so that I may accomplish my desired end, provided that it is proper to his/her office. This I respectfully and humbly ask in Your Name, Lord Satan, may you deem me worthy.”

After these words, the atmosphere was, to say the least, heavy. It was kind of scary too, but most of all heavy. It was weighing on your shoulders in an odd way, but not painful one. But you didn’t know what to do, so you waited, sitting as still as a frozen leave. You moved your eyes around the room, biting your lip in the process out of stress, to finally let your shoulder fall –not that you knew you were restraining them. “I knew it,” you whispered to yourself, proceeding to straighten your back and stand on your feet, stepping back just a bit to stay away from the candles. However, the second you put your foot on the ground, you felt a warm aura in your back that made your blood cold. You couldn’t believe it, it couldn’t be true.

“Now, now, little girl,” a warm and teasing voice echoed in your ears, surprising you and making you jump slightly at the sound. His voice was like honey, reaching your ears the most delectable way possible. You were clearly not excepting this. “Playing with demons?” You didn’t turn around, because even if you wouldn’t admit it aloud, you were still scared about what you’d find. But you were too proud to succumb to him. “Weren’t you supposed to come when I’m sleeping?” You retorted, eyes fixed on the wall before you to keep you concentrated. You knew it wasn’t a way to talk to a demon… but he didn’t seem that scary, not even taken aback by your words –not that you could see his reaction though…

“You want to be tormented, sweetheart?” He blew against your ear, and you noticed how warm he was, and how you could feel his presence in the room, behind you, close. You slightly titled your head to the opposite side, biting your lips, “No, I was just wondering.” You supposed your movement lead him on, because you could now feel something hot and wet on the skin of your neck, his lips just brushing the flesh before he decided to move. “Well, sweetheart, if history made us this way, lying upon sleeping bodies, it’s, as usual, to suppress any kind of sexual desire that the people could feel.” He spoke, slowly making his way in front of you. With his last word, he joined his two feet and looked down at you, his chin up in the air, teasing you.

You raised your eyes to meet his own, black and dark, filled with lust and dominance. It was impressive, and hot, you couldn’t say the contrary. The whole package was hot and impressive anyway. He had a perfect face, beautiful structured along with teasing and alluring eyes and a sharp jaw. His lips were plump and glossy, ready to be devoured, and his hair –the color of ashes that were probably burning lower than the catacombs- was arranged in a sophisticated way, only allowing a small part of his forehead to be seen. His body was slender and dressed in a black suit. He was attractive and he really didn’t reflect the image you had in mind. When you thought about a demon, it certainly wasn’t the body and the face a model that you were thinking of in the first place. Yet, here he stood, in front of you. “For a long time, any type of sexual feeling that wasn’t directed to reproduction was denied, even thinking about it was a sin.” He continued, talking slowly and lowly with a captivating and enchanting voice. All you could do was listen to it, you were mesmerized by his raw voice.

“We were created to relieve you from this burden, sweetheart, and help you explore your most sinful desires. Even more the craziest ones, I’d say. We never practice any non-consensual intercourse, just like you humans want to believe.” He said, slowly bringing his head down to yours to look into your eyes, and you couldn’t avert your eyes, even if you wanted to. His eyes were calling for you, absorbing you. You couldn’t look away, for anything. “We are just here to make you aware of your nature and your desires,” he whispered against your lips, the presence of a teasing grin remaining on his own. He was devilish.

“Oh, I see,” was all you could let out, your eyes still plunged in his, observing the universe contained inside of his eyes. You couldn’t see much past lust and pure darkness, probably because he was a demon, it only made sense. To your reply, he chuckled, surely finding it amusing, as well as the whole situation. He didn’t budge a slight bit though, keeping still on his spot, close to you. Oh so close. “You’re cute. You see, and you feel. I can smell your wetness from here, kitten.” The smile on his face grew bigger at your flushed cheeks, and just when you open your mouth to reply something, he decided to speak up, “my presence, by definition, makes you reveal yourself, all willingly, to me.” His words were laced with prurience just like his eyes and the way his hands settled on your hips to bring you even closer to the warmth of his body. You let him do so.

“So, that’s what you always do?” You questioned, allowing him to let him hands wander upon your clothed waist, his palms heating your skin on their slow path to your butt. You could feel him smile against your ear, where his mouth found location. “Yes, kitten. I’m here to let you devote yourself to all your sinful desires,” he blew against your ear, not missing to bite your lobe right after. You refrained a moan at the sensation, even though it was a small gesture, it still felt incredibly good. Yet, you didn’t permit yourself to entirely succumb to him and his almost oppressive presence, you chose to get a grip on yourself through a long breath; you were back to yourself. “Even though these very desires are about rough stuffs? About dominance?” You took the decision to bring your body even closer to his, and now you could feel the heat emanating from his body, something that made your head turn slightly from the pleasure of the warmth.

“Yes,” he chuckled again, his plump lips now wetting the flesh of your neck. “But it’s essentially about you being my submissive, kitten,” he affirmed, his tongue take a taste of your skin from the hollow of your collarbone to your jaw, where he decided to nibble gently as his hands finally reached your ass. His long fingers gently touch the material of your shorts, to eventually grip the flesh hard, making you moan in the process. “I can sense that you are quite against this concept, sweetheart. But it’s okay, I will make you submit to me in no time,” he appealed before kissing you. His lips crashed on yours in a demanding way, his tongue immediately licking your bottom lip to push inside of your mouth. You moaned into the kiss, taking the initiative to place your arms around his neck, willing to be as close to him as you could, seeking for heat.

Even with your eyes close and you almost wrapped around his fingers, you didn’t forget the purpose you’ve set for yourself just seconds ago. You realized that the bed was behind him, and you found a distraction to push him discreetly towards it. “How should I call you?” The question, murmured against in lips between two wet kisses, sounded rather weak, but it was still enough to make him chuckle against you, the vibration echoing in your throat. “My name is Taehyung, but daddy or Sir will do, sweetheart,” he affirmed, unconsciously walking back because of you. You smirked against his full lips before making him fall on the mattress, his back hitting sheets in a gentle way. To make sure that he wouldn’t destroy your plan, you immediately startle his hips, your mouth back on his in a second for a kiss.

This time, you sighed into the kiss, as if it was a relief to find his lips again. Even if you were almost lost in the kiss, your hands still managed to make their way across his stomach, tugging at the waistband of his jeans between your bodies and pulling it teasingly. He groaned when you bit his bottom lip as well as unbuttoning his pants, “stop teasing.” It was an order, this was crystal clear in his voice, but you decided not to mind and slowly unzip his jeans, hand purposely heavy on his cock. You felt his firm hand grip the nape of your neck, forcing your mouths into kiss, tongues dancing sensually –yet in a needy way.

You’re the one to stop the kiss, looking directly into his eyes with lustful eyes., “May I, Taehyung?” You were teasing him, and he noticed, but it didn’t seem to stop the growing smirk on his face. “Yes, you may kitten. That’s good that you asked for permission.” You rolled your eyes at his comment, but didn’t lose your time move lower down his body. You thought that it was a good idea to free his legs from his pants, so you proceeded to get him out of it. You grinned when you saw his dick twitch under his underwear from the freedom, and, indeed, it was a good idea. You positioned your hands above his prominent cock, running your thumb along his length slowly. “Someone is excited.”

“And someone else shouldn’t tease this person, since this very someone can literally smell and almost feel how the someone else is wet.” He assured, his tongue teasing you as he licked his bottom lip, moving his hands behind his neck to get conformable. You allowed yourself to blush a bit, because after all, it was true. His presence and his behavior aroused you, and made your walls clench around nothing; not that you’d let him know aloud. He was probably aware of it, since it was in his nature, but you didn’t want him to get too cocky, so you sank down to meet his dick. You left some wet kisses above his underwear, right on the tip of his cock, wetting the material. “What a good kitten,” he said, letting out a strangle laugh when you used your teeth as a payback. “Just shut up, Taehyung, and stay still,” you ordered, opting to completely free his throbbing dick and throw the pants somewhere in the room –you didn’t care anymore. You didn’t care anymore because your eyes were lost on his dick that just sprang free, thick and long, twitching against his stomach.

He noticed your distraction, obviously, because you felt one of his hand at the back of your hair, gently pushing you down, “common, please me.” You raised your eyes to meet his gaze, only to meet lust and an annoying smirk, “don’t tell me what to do.” “Come on, don’t tell me you don’t want to taste it,” he alleged as his other hand started to stroke his length right just in front of your eyes. You lowered your sight to look at it, and couldn’t help but wrap your lips around the tip. He was right, you wanted to taste him, to please him. It was as if you were under his spell. You sucked on the head with your tongue brushing against his skin to give him another kind of pleasure. It seemed like it enjoyed the gesture, pushing your head a bit further down with a pleased moan. “That’s good kitten, keep going.” You did, you wanted to please him, your head filled with sinful desires. So, you bobbed you head, up and down, slowly taking most of him, encouraged by the hand in your hair and his moaned praises. The sensation was overwhelming, even for you. You’ve never felt that while giving oral. It was new, and enjoyable. You liked going down on him, hearing him whimper and moan, to the point that you almost gagged around him.

“Kitten, if you want to be pleasured, just ask for it instead of rubbing yourself on my leg,” he said as he stop your head in the middle of sucking, mouth still around his dick. You looked at him with pleasing eyes, but his raised brow showed you that he was, again, teasing, not caring about your pulsing clit or your urge to give it some relief. “Come on, I told you to ask for it.” As weird it felt, and even if you were sure that you would never do it, you did. You tried to form incoherent words on his dick, and he laughed at your poor attempt even though you sensed his cock twitch from the sensation. He pulled at your hair, tugging you off his length softly. His thumb caressed your lips to collect the saliva here, and he pushed it into your mouth, silently asking you to suck around it, which you did, without any hesitation or shame -something he smirked to. “Have you been good, sweetheart?”

You nodded, you couldn’t do anything else at the moment. All you could feel was your clit tingling between your legs and you wanted relief, quickly. You were ready to concide to anything. “I don’t think so. After all, you’ve summoned me.” He was smirking devilishly, his other hand petting your hand. “I think you deserve to be punished a little, don’t you? Summoning a demon isn’t a good action, sweetheart.”

With his thumb still inside your mouth, you replied, “I don’t think so, I’ve just sucked you.” It was a weak reply, lacking some wise thoughts, but all you want was to be fucked. He hummed, acknowledging your answer as started to sit. He took his finger out of your mouth to settle his whole palm on your cheek, bringing your face just centimeters away from his own. “You have a point,” he commented before kissing you again, giving you the silent permission to dive in. His other hand made its way to your waist, griping the skin here firmly. You were lost into the kiss, willing to taste his mouth as much as you could, but as soon as you felt your covered private area brush against his thigh thanks to his impulse on your hipbone, you moaned into his mouth and round his neck with your arms. You wanted to feel more.

You moved your hips in synch with his motions, being a little bit too desperate for his touch –not that you cared anymore. This state of mind lead wet kisses, full of teeth crashing and wet sounds, but also messy movements of rut against his thigh, even if you couldn’t quite feel that good from the lack of direct contact with his skin. Yet, it was still enough to make you stop kiss him to moan freely. “What a good girl you are, rutting against my leg like this. You like being it, don’t you?” He was teasing you to no end, even pulling at the edge of your underwear to make your clit feel restricted even more, filling the feeling of horniness in your stomach. Everything was so overwhelming; his breath on your neck, his bites on your skin and even his sudden spank, loud and rather hard. “Don’t lose you pace, kitten. Keep moving those hips quickly.”

You didn’t except him to slap your butt like this, but the sensation of your burning skin soon meeting his calming palm felt good. It incited you to keep going, to the point that you made a mess of your underwear, the lace and even the material of your shorts getting wet. But you didn’t care, all you did was feeling good thanks to the friction. Soon, you sensed a different pit in your stomach, one that felt like it was going to explode. You knew this sensation, but this time, it was ten times bigger, more intense. “Taehyung, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum.” You voice came out stuttered, cut by some messy and aspired moans as he licked and kissed the skin of your neck. Everything was just too much, you needed to let go.

“You can come only if you ask me, properly,” he clarified, and you knew what he meant, which in the current situation, you were ready to grant him without thinking twice.

“Sir, please, let me cum.”

“Cum, kitten.”

With his suave voice, and his filthy words, the feeling in your stomach exploded, leaving you moaning loudly at the sensation, stars appearing in your field of vision. All you could feel was pleasure running through your veins, the area between your legs wet and pulsing again your outfit and his skin. You couldn’t move anymore; you were unable to shift your hips to pursue the oh so excepted pleasure. You could, simply, take it all, which you did along while moaning incoherent single words. Taehyung had one of his hands on your butt, massaging the abused flesh he previously took pleasure to slap, his other one gently toying with your nipple as he whispered sweet praises in your ears. “That’s it sweetheart, cum in your panties like this. You’re a good girl, keep wasting these and feel good on me.”

Soon, your body trembled on his, from the amount of pleasure it had received. Your moans became quieter, allowing you to speak again after the wave of paradisiac sensation. “That.. that felt so good..”

“Of course it did, because it was one of your most hidden fantasy,” he explained with a smirk that you could even hear in his voice. After leaving one last wet kiss on the weak spot in your neck, he pushed you up to lay you down beside him, the sassy and devilish grin remaining on his lips, you noticed. You didn’t have the strength to say something against this action, nor do anything against it. So you just let him move your body as he wished, hissing when he took off your bottoms. The warm air of the air was comforting, but it soon changed into something warmer as you saw Taehyung sitting on his ankle between your legs, dark eyes focused on your face, not caring about his proudly erected dick. He looked insanely good, and you wanted to taste him again, but it seemed like he had other plans for you.

“I am here to make some other fantasies of yours come true, too,” he smiled, before positioning himself so that his head was right in front of your still wet pussy. You could feel his breath on your skin. “How about I eat you out and overstimulate you? Do you think that you can take it?” His question made you shiver, both from the filthy words and the air that was blown on your pussy lips. He didn’t wait for an answer though, taking a big lick, deep and raspy, from your vagina to your clit to make you moan at the sensation. He definitely knew what he was doing, teasing you probably became his favorite thing to do.

“I asked you a question,” he affirmed with a quick slap on your clit, which made you whine and shift uncomfortably from the small pain. “I don’t think that I can take it.” You admitted, pouted a bit. No one had ever overstimulated you, you didn’t even thought that you’d wish for that. But he was, knowing your deepest secrets and desires. Maybe you wanted it…

“Well, we will see that. If you really can’t take it, the safe word is pineapple.” He chuckled, kissing your inner thigh. It was a rather reassuring peck, unlike all of the previous ones. It made you feel at ease, and you secretly thanked him for that.

“Why do you ask me something if you set the answer yourself,” you complained with a smile, lifting your head to look at him –in vain, because the second you did, he dived in and started to eat you out, fully, making your head fall against the pillows. His tongue was hard against your clit, brushing past it with vigor and need. His hands were gripping your thighs, digging in the flesh in a painful yet pleasurable way. You couldn’t help your hands going right into his hair, tugging at the roots because of the overwhelming feeling. He didn’t seem to mind, even moaning against you when you pulled hard at his hair the moment his tongue made its way inside of you. The feeling was odd, but so impulsively satisfying. His nose was grazing your folds, strategically avoiding your clit.

From what you could feel, he seemed pretty lost into it, and no one has ever like this to you, ever. The pleasure immense between your legs, the accumulation of sensations making the pit in your stomach grow again. It was a mix of everything, from his moans to the whispered and grunted “good girl” against you, from the brushing of his hair against the skin of your thigh to the firm grip of his hands on your ass. “You taste so good,” he grunted, pushing his tongue farther inside.

To this point, you became a moaning mess, in seconds. It all just felt too good, too good for you to handle silently. He was eating you out vividly, the contact of his tongue on you making you squirm and shift on the bed. You tugged at his hair when his muscle brushed your clit again, the raspy feeling making you moan his name loudly. “Taehyung, I’m going to cum, please let me cum, let me cum,” you repeated messily. You could feel him smile on your wet skin as he sucked on your clit, his grip on your thighs becoming firmer. You took it as an invitation to cum, the muscles of your legs contracting around his head as your back arching under the pleasurable ache. The second orgasm hit you harder than the first one, making you see stars and white with through your eyelids.

The sensation lingered as he carried on sucking and lapping at your folds, making a mess of his chin and cheeks. It didn’t seem like it bothered him though, he maintained his head between your legs, occasionally kissing your inner thighs. He licked every drop of juices off your skin, making you jolt and you thighs quiver when he reached the most sensitive parts. “Stop, it’s too much,” you whined, trying to push his head away from your pussy, but he was obviously much stronger, and his head didn’t even budge. He sucked one last parcel of skin before balance his weight on his hands, positioned on either side of your shoulder. With the dim lights of the candles, you were able to see his skin shine from the profusion of your slick juices on his cheeks and chin, and you couldn’t help but blush. Here was before you the result of the most amazing head you’ve ever result.

“How was it?” He asked, his famous devilish smirk back on his lips, glistering lips. “You better not lie, because I know when you do.” He said that with a threatening hand around your neck, his thumb caressing the pulse in your neck gently. “It was amazing,” you affirmed, straight away, in a sweet voice. You didn’t lie.

“That’s good,” he nodded as he moved his body again. This time, he brought his hips upon your chest, one his hand lifting your head by your hair to make your lips meet the tip of his cock. “How about you suck it a bit again, kitten? I’m really hard right now, so suck. If you’re good enough, I’ll cum in your mouth,” he smiled, breathing out a low moan when he pushed your head down his dick. “I know you’ll be good, because you want my cum, don’t you.” This time, your motion of head wasn’t due to him, but you, who nodded around his cock. You felt filthy, and you liked it ; you didn’t know why either, but you wanted his cum. He knew everything.

“Good girl, now suck around the tip like you did earlier, it feels amazing.” He moaned, his hips jolting at the sensation of you, indeed, sucking the head of his cock. You didn’t deny him any of his requests, you wanted to please him. You were to his mercy. “Good girl.” You smiled at the praise, even if your lips were still sealed around his length. He pushed your head down further, his hand supporting your head the right way. This angle was a bit weird, but knowing that it made him feel good, you didn’t hesitate to swirl your tongue around his dick, knowing the raspy feeling would make him moan. And it did, he immediately let out a hoarse and long whimpered, stilling your head for you not to move and for him to appreciate properly the feeling. Your mouth felt full, almost stuffy, and it looked like he noticed because he pulled you off his dick, letting your head fall on the softness of the pillows.

“I’m going to thrust my dick in your mouth now. I’ll cum inside very soon,” he smirked as his thumb brushed the skin of your cheek, only to land on your lips a few seconds later. “If you can’t take it anymore, you must pinch my thigh okay?” He insisted, his voice serious, with still some undertones of tease and lust. You nodded, unconsciously opening your mouth to allow his finger inside. He chuckled at this, pressing his finger down to open your mouth just a bit more to see your tongue anticipating something. “Answer me properly, sweetheart.”

“Yes. I understand,” you gulped, looking directly into his eyes. It’s not like you could avert your sight of something.

“Good.”

And with this, he pushed the tip of cock in your mouth again, smiling lustfully at the warmth of the inside of your mouth. He stayed like this a few seconds, which were too long for you. He was even teasing you this way, without directly pleasuring you, and he knew it. So you lapped at the flesh, smirking when he finally gave in and pushed his dick deeper. He almost reached the back of your throat, and weirdly, you didn’t gag. You just took it well. “What a good girl,” he praised as he slowly thrusted his hips forwards and backwards, “what a good girl you are- taking me- like this.”

His voice came out quite stuttered, probably under the pleasure he was experiencing. He threw his head back, and kept on thrusting, moaning loudly. He didn’t care about being loud or heard, he expressed his feelings clearly and it turend you on even more, the tingling sensation between your legs appearing again. Therefore, you allowed yourself to suck on his dick, and a one of your hand to your pussy. The second before your reach your so desired destination, he wrapped a fist around your hair, tugging at the roots. You stopped your movements and winced around his dick, letting him whimper again. He looked down at you, thrusting his dick farther inside before stilling all his motions.

“Bad girl. You’ll get punished. But for now, it’s- a- me- time-,” with each words, he thrusted his hips inside of you, making some tears appear in the corner of your eyes. But you didn’t pinch his thigh, nor did want to. It, oddly, felt good, and you didn’t want to stop. “And- I’m gonna- cum- now-.” And with these last words, he came, inside of your mouth. The feeling was overwhelming, and your mouth got too stuffy for you not to gag or choke a little, he must have noticed and took most of his dick out, leaving the tip at the border of your lips, teasing. “Swallow.”

It was a clear order, so you executed it, looking at him directly into his eyes. The corner of his lips curved upwards as you swallowed everything, “good girl, keep going”. One of his hands come to your hair to pet it gently as you sucked his sensitive tip, and after some time, he moved his body to your side, laying down. His other hand reached your legs, and forced your thighs to be spread out completely. “I admit you sucked me so good, kitten.” You smiled at the praise, liking the sound of it. “I also admit that I didn’t properly set the rules beforehand,” he continued, his fingertips brushing against your skin softly, slowly making their way to your pussy, which was now, by the excitation, wet and juicy. “So, this time, I won’t punish you hard.”

You didn’t have the time to react to his words. Indeed, he had pushed two fingers inside of you, not too harshly, to allow you to feel the sensation of his fingers entering you. He had long fingers, which managed to almost touch your weak spot with the first thrust. He grinned, his usual evil smirk, when your hand landed on his wrist at the sensation, your eyes closed and your back arched. “Do you think you can come from just my fingers inside of you? I think you can, you’re a filthy little thing, aren’t you?” He asked, the pace of his fingers slightly faster than before. He pushed his fingers in deep when you didn’t reply, too lost in the moment to form proper words. “Answer me.”

“Yes,” you whimpered, the feeling of his fingers inside of you overwhelming you.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes I’m a filthy little thing.” You whined, moving your hips to gain some friction again. He smiled and dropped a wet kiss in the inside of your neck before moving his fingers again, deciding to scissor them slowly to tease you even more. You begged him to do go faster, to stop teasing you, but he didn’t hear any of it and carried on his little torture for a while. You didn’t know how long it lasted, but as soon as you saw the muscles of his arms flex, you realized that he thrusted inside of you deeper, faster, and stronger, leaving you into a messy moaning mess again. “Good, take them all, is it here, the spot that makes you scream?” He brushed his fingers inside you, trying to find the right place of your g-spot, making you moan louder.

And in a matter of seconds, your whole body quivered, he had found the right area, and kept brushing and thrusting on it, making you feel like you were about to explode even with a giddy body and eyes rolled to the back of your head under the pleasure between your legs. You hand wrapped around his wrist with strength as he carried on moving his fingers in and out of you to completely drench you, making you third orgasm of the night linger for what seemed like eternity. With his fingers still inside of you, even if they remained motionless, he kissed your shoulder and your neck again, only to whisper in your ear some other praises and words full of lust. “What a good girl you are, taking my fingers so well like this. Your walls are still clenching around them. Such a dirty girl we have here,” he chuckled, pulling out his fingers gently. He dropped one last kiss on your skin before standing up, looking down at you and you drenched body, void of energy.

“I had a really nice time with you, sweetheart.”

These were the last words you registered before your eyes closed, falling asleep in a matter of seconds. You only realized it, though, when you woke up the morning after, naked under the covers. You head hurt a bit, but your whole body felt at ease and peace. You turned your head to the side, wanting to see the time.

11 a.m. Too late to go your supernatural forces class.

Though, you decided to stretch out the little soreness of the body. When you opened your eyes again, you noticed a small piece of paper beside your alarm, with a beautiful cursive handwriting on it. Frowning, you took it in your hands and read the letter, a grin slowly appearing on your lips along the words.

I had a really nice time with you, sweetheart. Maybe one day you’ll summon me again, and I’ll get to properly set the rules and teach you how to behave. Sincerely Yours -Incubus Taehyung

ARG I’M DYING PLEASE FEEDBACK IF YOU LIKE

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so it goes 03 (m)

➾ alien!jimin x reader

➾ 9.4k, fluff, smut

➾ warnings: tentacles, tit fucking, light choking, double penetration, deep throating, lots of cum. also mentions of blood, violence and torture (unrelated to smut) 👾

➾ a/n: thank you for waiting so patiently for this last part!! without further ado, enjoy sinning :”)

➾ summary: Park Jimin knows a lot about humans. of course he does, he studies them for a living. he knows that they say hello by holding hands, and when they say goodbye, they put their arms around each other. but this particular human, he notes, is unlike the rest- stuck in a slump, going about your day praying for the Universe to stage an intervention in the form of an alien abduction. when he decides to finally fulfil your wishes, he finds that you have a little something to teach him about what it means to live life on Earth the way you do: ugly crying, underwear and all. in return, he shows you the possibilities that abound if you simply adopted their mantra: everything is beautiful, and nothing hurts.

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Park Jimin (PWP) ( EXPLICIT)

I posted this already in tweo parts and just decided to combine it to make everyones life easier ;)

Werewolf Alpha jimin x oc

warnings : bds, painplay,humiliation, degradation, and just all around filthy fuckery, you’ve been warned.

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Jimin’s ruts always did their own thing. I knew this. Really well. It happened once every two months and over the years, I’ve learned to accommodate him when he gets into his ‘ moods’ , because he returned the favor when I went into heat.

But this time he had gone way too far.

“it was just a kiss. Stop over reacting…” He was snapping, yanking at his tie fiercely and tossing it in the direction of the laundry basket. it missed by about half an inch, falling out on the floor and he didn’t bother picking it up. Why would he? When he’s got his own personal maid in the form of me?

Seething, i stepped closer to him, resisting the urge to launch myself at him.

“Just a kiss? She was humping your thigh in front of the whole council!! You humiliated me in front of the whole clan… !” I cried out desperately.

Jimin smirked.

“Last I checked you were pretty into that , princess. Aren’t you always begging me to call you a whore….” He said, voice low and mocking and I recoiled in disbelief. The fact that he would use …our bedroom activities against me …just..hit a nerve .

That had been two days ago.

I was still seething.

“You know how alphas get when they’re close to their rut… you’re even worse when you get your heats and he’s always forgiving the shit you do..so cut hi some slack…It’s not even half as bad as what Jung Kook puts me through…” My friend said but I glared at her.

“He has not even bothered to apologize…”

Okay, that was kind of a lie.

Jimin had definitely tried to apologize but I had turned my nose up at him on all three occasions. I had been openly defiant in public too, like just a few minutes ago when Jimin had tried to ask me for a dance and I had just ignored him entirely in front of his other alpha friends… it was a bit too petty even by my standards but damn, his words had hurt.

I was lucky that he was a relatively liberal alpha , not taking his dominant role too seriously. If my friend did the same thing with Jung Kook, the aggressive alpha would probably chain her to the ceiling.

“He called me a whore…” I said angrily and she sighed.

“Fine…be that way… maybe he’ll find someone else to spend his rut with.,..” She said ipishly and I glared at her.

“I’ll chop his fucking dick off…” I snapped and she laughed , sobering up when she saw Jung Kook making his way over.

“I’m tired. Let’s go home.” the alpha said shortly, giving me a cursory smile.

My friend immediately pulled away from me and went willingly into his arms , curling in next to his broad frame. I felt a little bit of envy. I hadn’t touched Jimin in two days and my body craved him.

“We’ll see you around then, Y/N… Don’t be a pain.” She said sternly and I waved her off.

When I turned back around, I was surprised to see Taemin , one of Jimin’s friends standing a bit too close for comfort.

“Oh hello, Y/N… Looking great…” He gave me an appreciative once over and I flushed. I wasn’t drunk but there was a pleasant buzz underneath my skin. Over Taemin’s shoulder, I caught a glimpse of Jimin, his eyes narrowing on mine .

“Careful…” He mouthed a warning and I bristled.

He was the one who had let some young nymphlet kiss him in full view of the clan…how dare he tell me to act proper.

I smiled and held my hand out to Taemin who looked surprised but pleased.

“Wanna dance?” I whispered.

Jimin stayed put and a part of me expected hi to come charging over as I went willingly into Taein’s arms.

But he didn’t. Instead he st perfectly still, watching me carefully.

He didn’t move at all, even when I purposely rubbed the curve of my ass into Taemin’s crotch, causing the alpha to rut up into me.

Was he really not bothered?

After about two songs, Taemin left me.

When I looked back up, Jimin was nowhere to be found.

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“Thanks for driving me home Alpha…” I said softly, and Yoongi rolled his eyes.

“Call me Yoongi, Y/N…”

I flushed a little. Yoongi was the head alpha and my parents would murder me if i called him by name even though he was really close with Jimin.

“I’m… I’ grateful. Sorry for inconveniencing you.” I said ducking my head and the alpha brushed the apology away.

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What’s My Name?

Genre: pure smut, dom Jimin

Word Count: 1834

Jimin makes sure you only have eyes for him.

“5, 6, 7, 8,” you called out in time to the song you choreographed and were teaching to Jungkook. Jungkook did the routine without fault, however you noticed he missed a certain passion, a feel for the rhythm. “Jungkook, try to feel the emotions of the music, the dance shouldn’t look methodical,” you told him as he listened to you with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

“Then show me, teacher,” he told you while beckoning you towards him with a wide smile on his face. You rolled your eyes at the suddenly formal way he addressed you and went over to stand in front of him so he could mirror your movements.

“So first bring your arms up slowly, then thrust your hips to the beat of the music. It’s not that hard, you just have to feel the music,” you explained.

“You mean like this?” he whispered in your ear, suddenly grabbing you to press your ass against his crotch. You were frozen in a state of shock and barely noticed his hands trailing up your hips at an agonizing pace. He firmly held your waist and thrust upwards to meet your ass.

“Jungkook…stop, we can’t do this,” you feebly protested as you pushed yourself away from his strong grip.

“Ahem,” a voice interrupted the heated moment. You whirled around to see your boyfriend Jimin. Shit.

He had his poker face on, almost cheerful, which made you wonder if he had seen you and Jungkook. “How was dance practice?” he asked Jungkook as he moved to settle an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“It was good, I was actually just headed out. See you later guys,” Jungkook awkwardly mumbled as he raced out the door to his room upstairs. A few moments of silence passed with Jimin just holding your waist in the middle of the practice room. You could see your reflection in the mirror and you tried to hide the look of guilt as Jimin smiled serenely back at you. You could hear the clock ticking. Neither of you moved.

“Babe, what am I to you?” he asked you in an unsettlingly calm, low voice. You knew what was coming. He had seen you and Jungkook. There was no stopping Jimin now and you couldn’t help but feel the excitement pool in your stomach. Jimin brushed your hair off your shoulder and tucked it behind your ear. He moved his lips to your ear. “I hate how you forget about me, Y/N. The way you just throw yourself at guys like a common whore,” he said as he licked the shell of your ear. You bit your lip and averted your gaze to the ground, his gaze too intense to meet. “I think you need a little reminder on who your boyfriend is.”

He roughly gripped your chin, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. “What are other boys going to think when they see you like this? Sex hair, tits out” he said as he tugged your hair back with one hand and grabbing the neckline of your tank top with the other hand, pulling it down to reveal your bra completely. “Look at all this cleavage, you may as well not wear a shirt babe.” He ripped your shirt in two, letting it fall to the floor. You felt exposed, your skin was on fire from his gaze and light touches, and the feelings were amplified as you could see the reflection of you and Jimin. “Now let’s move on to these leggings. They look like a second skin; your ass and pussy are basically on full display. Must be easy to just spread your legs for every guy,” he growled into your ear as he slapped your ass, bringing a hand forward to cup your pussy. “How about we take those off too. Show me how you strip for all the other guys,” he said in a low voice, grabbing a chair and sitting in the middle of the room in anticipation. You gasped at the sudden loss of contact and turned to face him, with your back to the mirror. Slowly you peeled your leggings off, the cold air hitting your skin immediately. Jimin’s eyes followed your every moment. As you stepped out of the leggings Jimin called you over to him, curling two fingers to gesture. He patted his lap for you to sit on, facing you both towards the mirror. You couldn’t tell if he intentionally brushed your ass against his growing erection, but the moment was fleeting before he firmly secured you on his solid thighs.

“So Y/N, our little Jungkookie is right upstairs. You know if you wanted to call him, he could probably hear you. But that’s not what we want, is it?” he asked you mockingly. His question was met with silence. “Use your words baby, is that what we want?” he asked you again, this time gripping the waistband of your panties and pulling up hard, leaving it almost painfully high between your ass cheeks.

“N-no, Jimin,” you choked out.

“Aw, my little slut does know my name. That’s a good start. But it isn’t good enough,” he smiled devilishly at you, releasing your panties before ripping them off completely along with your bra. He placed hot, open-mouthed kisses down your bare back, leaving a wet trail down your spine. He grabbed your tits and kneaded them roughly, pinching your nipples as he growled into your skin. You bit your lip, trying to suppress your moans. Jimin looked into your eyes and shoved a finger into your wet folds with no warning. You gasped at the sudden fullness and Jimin proceeded to hook a finger into your mouth, keeping it open. “That’s right baby, keep your mouth open. I want you to be loud for me and tell everyone who’s you are,” he said as he now pumped two fingers into your pussy. His words went straight to your core and your eyes went hazy from pleasure. “You’re already so wet baby. Who did that to you? Was it Jungkook?” he questioned as he added a third finger. “Or was it me?”

“It was you,” you said weakly as you fell back into his firm chest, inhaling his musky scent.

“Gotta say my name babe,” he grunted as he added a fourth finger and rubbed circles over your clit with his thumb. “Only you Jimin,” you moaned. In a flash his fingers were out of your core, your wetness dripping over your thighs and his jeans. You two looked absolutely filthy in the mirror. You were completely naked, desperately humping his thigh to get some sort of friction after he removed his fingers. Meanwhile, he was the portrait of calmness, fully clothed and lightly smirking at your actions. Meeting your gaze he used his still slick fingers to draw wet circles over your nipples then blew on them. They became hard and erect, exposed to the cold liquid and air.

“I need you to scream my name, Y/N. That’s the only way our friend Jungkook, who’s probably upstairs jacking off to you right now, will know you are mine and only mine. This pussy,” he said menacingly as he held your hips and ground your pussy directly into his hard clothed cock, “is mine.” He unbuckled his pants, taking his cock out and stroked it lazily. It was fully hard and you ached to touch it, to taste it. You moaned at the sight of his cock and kneeled to suck his cock. Jimin chuckled and teased the tip on your tongue, not letting you wrap your lips around it.

“Such a needy cockslut,” he muttered as he shoved your mouth around it by the back of your head, fucking your throat. His movements were rough and fast, leaving your hair disheveled and a trail of spit and pre-cum running down the sides of your mouth. “You take my cock so well. Your mouth was made for sucking my cock. Only my cock,” he said as he pushed your head all the way down his cock, your nose touching his balls. He held you like this as he pet your hair, brushing it back away from your face so he could look at your stuffed mouth. “Look at yourself Y/N. This is what you are. My dirty little whore,” he said as he moved your head so you could see yourself in the mirror. The image went straight to your pussy as you saw him, fully clothed, with his cock down your throat, leaving a large bulge in your cheek. You looked like a writhing mess and his complete control over you turned you on even more. “You look great with my cock in your mouth, but I think you look even better when you’re bouncing on my cock. What do you think?” he asked you tipping your head upwards, his cock still in your mouth. You moaned around his cock and he smiled, lifting you back into his lap. He lowered you down onto his cock and you moaned loudly at how thick his cock felt along your inner walls.

“Ride me,” he said as he leaned back into the chair after slapping your ass. You gripped his firm thighs and rocked your hips over his cock. You rolled your hips and moaned even louder when he starting thrusting up to meet your movements. You thought you heard faint footsteps outside the door but you couldn’t focus on anything else than the feeling of Jimin’s cock stuffed up your slick pussy. “Say my name,” he ordered as he started rubbing your clit. You met his eyes in the mirror and moaned out, “Jimin,” completely blissed out.

“Say it fucking louder, who do you belong to?” he snarled into your ear as he grabbed your hips, hard enough to leave bruises, and moved you up and down over his cock. You saw stars and could barely even speak, the rough stimulation melting every bone in your body.

“I’m yours, Jimin, only yours. Only you,” you screamed as you felt your orgasm wash over you. Jimin didn’t ease up on his pace, fucking you through your orgasm. You were sensitive and tried to close your legs as the feeling of his cock became too much. He ripped your legs apart and thrust into you, reaching his high as he kissed your shoulder, leaving a dark mark that would claim you. You cried out his name relentlessly until you both collapsed backwards. You looked up towards the door, just in time to catch a glimpse of someone in a red beanie running away. Jungkook had seen everything, but you couldn’t care less. Jimin turned your head to face him, cupping your cheek as he kissed you. You sighed into the kiss and leaned into his chest as he brought an arm around to hug you. “I’m yours,” you whispered in his strong, comforting arms.

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