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Summary: Your job at the Lush store isn’t what you would call extremely exciting. That is until one customer just won’t stay out of the shop. And for that matter he won’t stay out of your head either.
Warnings: oral (female receiving), fingering, dirty talk, graphic description of sex, penetration, lots of stuff with hands, because I feel like that's what lush is essentially about, Seokjin being handsome as ever, some daydreaming about a shower
A/N: I changed my narrative perspective a bit, I hope everything sounds better now. I won't lie, this piece gave me a real hard time, so happy so present to you what I worked on the last weeks.
„Damn it! “
You flinch when you hear an angry voice right on the other side of the wall, sitting upright again in the process. The door bursts open and someone marches right into the break room.
“Are you okay, June?”, you carefully ask your co-worker. When you catch a glimpse at her hands you cock an eyebrow. “Did you touch the lilac soap again?”
“Yes, for god’s sake!”, she grumbles while digging in her bag. “I hate this damn allergy!”
“I told you to wear some gloves or at least call me to take care of it instead”, you say in a judging tone.
“I know, I forgot them. And you’re on break Y/N!” She looks at you with an apologetic expression while opening a jar of cream from her bag.
You laugh. “Well I was until now. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of the customers and you do something about your hands, you look like an angry lobster.”
You put your coffee aside and your customer smile back on your face. Walking through the door, the overwhelming smell of hundreds of different scents washes right over you. When you first started working at the Lush store a few months prior, you found yourself with a headache at the end of every day from smelling so much all the time. When you had told June about it, she gave you a painkiller and assured you it would get better soon. She was right at the end and you grew into loving all the different scents. Nothing relaxes you more than the familiar fragrances in the store after a hard day of studying. You shake your head to get rid of the memory.
Even though June had been working here far longer, she just can’t deal with her lilac allergy due to her extreme stubbornness. Nara, your other co-worker is talking to a customer so you get back to one of the shelves and finish putting in the soap. Right at the last piece, someone behind you makes a coughing noise.
“Ehrm- Excuse me?”
You turn around. The speaker is a tall guy at least one head-length taller than you. He has broad shoulders and the most handsome face you have ever seen. His skin has a perfect shine as if he uses the exact right amount of moisturizer every day and his head looks perfectly shaped. His black hair matches his dark coat and the pair of boots he wears. His body-position gives off a high level of self-confidence, much contrary to his worried expression. His complete appearance is quite overwhelming and it takes you a second or two to get over yourself.
“Hi, what can I do for you?”, you smile at him.
He smiles back at you and you feel your heartbeat increase. “I was wondering… how many different bath bombs do you sell at the moment?”
Inwardly, you let out a sigh. Chances are pretty small, a handsome man like him would ask about bath bombs without the intention of giving them to a boyfriend or girlfriend. On the outside you maintain your customer smile.
“Right now, we have 20 different types of bath bombs here at the store. Do you have a specific fragrance you’re looking for?”
“N-No, not exactly. I want all of them…please.”
You look at him with confusion. “You want to buy every bath bomb in this store?!!”
“No!”, he quickly corrects. “I want to buy one of every type, if that’s possible.”
You start to laugh.
“I’m so sorry”, you tell him after getting a hold of yourself. “Of course, that’s possible, let’s grab a basket for you.”
He sends you a smile that gets right to your core. “Don’t worry, I know that it's a weird request. You have a cute laugh though.”
You feel your cheeks heat up, quickly turning around, reminding yourself that he is still a customer.
“Thank you, Sir. Let’s get to those bath bombs.”
“It’s Seokjin, actually. Please don’t call me ‘Sir’.”
You hide your surprise behind a straight face. “Okay Seokjin, follow me, please.”
You get to the counter where the bath bombs are stored, aware that he is right behind you. While filling the little basket with colorful shapes, you just can’t resist the curiosity.
“Soo, is there a reason to your special request?”, you ask him while scanning the stacks for more bombs.
“Um, I guess I just want to know what color they would produce. You know, all together.”
You turn around again, seeing him gulp.
“You want to use them all at once?” You try not to sound like you are laughing at him again, maintaining a neutral expression. “I’m finished by the way, so follow me to the checkout, please.”
You get behind the cash register, scanning the items before dropping them into a bag.
“Should I pack them as a gift?”, you try asking without raising his suspicion. Maybe he is still getting them for his SO or whatsoever even though it seemed like he was flirting with you for a brief moment.
“No, thank you”, he says, looking right into your eyes. The dark brown of his iris seems to pull you in, until you snap out of it after a few seconds. He pays and takes the bag from your hand. His gaze lingers on your form behind the apron you are wearing and you feel your breath hitch for a second.
Then the moment is over.
“Thank you for your kind consultation, Y/N.”, he says with a look at the tag on your shirt. At the mention of your name, you feel heat shooting through your body like he just set you on fire. Suddenly, you find it difficult to concentrate when he gives you one last look and leaves the store.
“DID GOD SEND US AN ANGEL TO GET 20 BATH BOMBS?!”, you hear June yell behind you.
“Who the hell was that, Y/N?”
“That was Seokjin and he wants to know what color they would produce all at once”, you answer like you’re in a trance.
“He WHAT- now?!”
For the next few days you try not to think about Seokjin too much. To tell the truth, you fail miserably. The main reason to that is certainly June who just won’t let go of the story, but if you are honest, you think about him as well. Even without her help. Seokjin piqued your interest and you want to know more about him.
You even start looking him up on social media in your work breaks but either he doesn’t have any public appearance or your fbi skills just aren’t good enough to find him.
The next week starts without any major events if you don’t count the old man who tries to eat a whole bar of shower soap and the middle-aged woman who just won’t understand the usage of a massage bar. After the third attempt of explaining she doesn’t need a lighter for the process, she just leaves and you try to stay calm. Suddenly, you hear someone call your name from behind.
“Hey, Y/N.”
You turn around and immediately feel like you’re not ready for the sight you’re greeted with. Seokjin is wearing a white, half-transparent shirt with long sleeves combined with skinny black pants.
They look too tight.
Your lungs feel tight too.
He even remembered your name. And how the hell are you fangirling over someone you only met once before?! A quick look around shows that both Nara and June are busy with customers so you pull yourself together and return his smile.
“Seokjin. How can I help you today?”
For a moment he looks a bit lost but quickly recovers.
“I loved how everything smelled the last time I was here, so I thought I’d get something else. You do sell shower gel, right?”
“Yeah, of course”, you say, turning around to get to the other side of the shop. While walking in front of him you try to relax your shoulders a bit.
Arriving at the shower themed area you try to get back to being professional again.
“Do you have anything special in mind? Maybe some ingredient you like?”, you ask him while scanning the stacks.
Your gaze comes to a halt when you spot a sign right next to his handsome face saying “prince charming”. Normally, you love the shower gel that is advertised, but right now you curse whoever chose its name. The real prince charming in front of you has the audacity to smirk at your irritation.
“I like products that smooth my skin when I’m in the shower”, he says looking you dead in the eye. “Maybe something that feels good when you apply it.”
You can’t do anything about it, the picture just appears in front of your inner eye. Seokjin standing in the shower, water floating over his shaped body. He rubs his damped skin with nourishing oils, his lips sinfully parted. His body looks perfect surrounded by the steam from the hot water. You visibly shudder.
“Are you cold?”, Seokjin asks, bringing you back to reality.
“N-No!”, you hastily say. Quickly, you grab a bar with a minty color from the shelf, showing it to him.
“What about this one? It’s really good for your skin, it’s based on natural ingredients.”
He leaves you completely stunned when he takes your hand into his, bringing the bar to his nose. His palm is soft and warm, embracing your small fingers with his. You feel like you float and the feeling tingles. Every inch of your body is on edge, not missing a single second of the moment. His touch is light and gentle, giving you the opportunity to pull away. Obviously, you don’t. Further, you don’t even breathe until he lets go of you again.
“Yeah, it smells nice", he says. "I’ll take it."
Your wobbly legs take the two of you to the checkout, where you wrap the soap bar.
“Do you work here every day?”, Seokjin asks you casually. “If you don’t mind answering”, he adds.
“I don’t”, you smile. “I work from Monday ‘til Thursday after my college courses.”
He looks impressed. “You study and work at the same time?”
You laugh at his expression. “Something has to pay the rent, right? Also working here is more fun than it looks like.”
“I mean, if you like working in a giant flower meadow, then yeah”, he jokes. “What’s your major though?”
“International Management”, you say sheepishly. “Probably not the most interesting- “
“Awesome!”, he exclaims. “I work in the management area myself, you know.”
“You do?” Secretly, you had put him into modeling or maybe he really was an angel like June had noted multiple times.
“I work at a small music label with some of my friends”, he explains further. “Maybe we could- “
You don’t get to hear what he wants to say.
“Y/N? Can you please go and help June? I swear to god if she touches that damn soap one more time, I’ll tie her hands behind her back!!”, Nara shouts at you from the other side of the store.
“I’m sorry.”
You and Seokjin both apologize at the same time.
“Here’s your recipe”, you smile and hand him the package with his purchase.
“It was nice talking to you Y/N”, Seokjin says, giving you one last look before leaving the store.
You look at his broad back longingly before rushing to get to June before Nara can live up to her promise.
On Friday, you start your day off with working on an essay for your finance course. After finishing a couple of pages, you get ready to meet June at the fairground. Apparently, her roommate works there, selling crêpes which are “not from this world, maybe even from another galaxy”, as June claims.
At the end of the day you wonder if you may have lost some of your sanity, because on the weekend you can’t stop thinking about Seokjin at all. The picture of him touching your hands and looking at you in such a deep way seems to be burned into your brain. You also start to ask yourself if he feels the same about you. He must have felt something the second time he went to buy the shower bar. At least you hope he did. Maybe you’re completely out of place and he was just being himself? It’s not only the girls who get mistaken when they’re just being super nice, you remind yourself.
You could ask him out the next time he buys something. If there is a next time. Or would that be unprofessional at your workplace?
Without finding a solution to your problem, you nervously wait for the next workday to arrive. Who doesn’t arrive though is the person in question. June comments on your stiffness a few times but other than that nothing happens the entire week. You’re exhausted from studying and working afterwards but most of all from wondering if you will meet Seokjin again.
The next Monday comes and goes while your hope slowly dies. On Tuesday, you’re stacking up some massage bars catching yourself daydreaming. You can see Seokjin right in front of you. He’s wearing a dark blue sweater that makes a great contrast to his skin tone and reminds you of a deep ocean.
Only then you realize that he is indeed standing right in front of you. You’re not dreaming, you’re staring and it’s getting damn awkward.
“Seokjin!”, you screech, quickly trying to change to professionalism again.
“Hi, Y/N”, he says, completely oblivious to your thoughts. He’s really here, you think, getting more and more excited. It’s as if someone just lifted a grey filter and every color gets brighter again.
He points at the bar in you hand. “What’s that?”
“That’s a massage bar”, you say, happy he picked a topic other than you ogling him. “It can be used for a massage or as a body lotion after showering. It contains cocoa butter and mineral oils.”
The shower image comes to your mind again but you quickly shove it back.
“Sounds lovely”, he says and for a split second his gaze falls to your lips. At least you think it does. Internally you take a deep breath, working up some courage. “Do you want to try it?”, you ask in a rush.
He looks surprised but quickly recovers, nodding and pulling up one sleeve. You’re greeted with the sight of his slender hand and the visible veins running down his arm. Holding back a shiver while taking his hand you softly rub some of the product onto his skin. Then you start massaging the back of his hand with gentle strokes. Your gaze lingers for a moment and your heart most definitely skips a beat when you look up again. All the angelic features of Seokjins face have vanished. His eyes are half closed and he looks almost sinful. A small noise escapes his parted lips and you think you might faint.
It feels exciting and intimidating to touch him like this.
In the middle of the store you’re working at.
For each and every one to see.
When the realization hits you, you drop his hand in embarrassment. His eyes snap open and he looks equally as shocked as you are. He takes a step back in the same moment you find your voice again.
“I’m sorry, do you- eh do you like the product? Should I pack it for you?”, you ask, trying to deescalate the situation.
“Huh?” Seokjin looks at you like he sees you for the first time today. “Ah no, thank you! I-I think I need to leave, actually.”
Before you can even do so much as blink, he rushes out of the door. You’re left with the massage bar in your hand and your heart at your feet. How come you didn’t notice it was involved until now? Why did he leave, did you do something wrong?
You feel like you’re about to cry but fight it successfully. Okay, maybe you did develop a crush on a customer. And maybe some part of you was convinced that it was mutual and Seokjin had a thing for you as well. Obviously, he had not.
The last time someone ran from you as fast as he did was at a fetching game in elementary school. Either way, now is definitely not the time to dive further into your feelings. While leading another customer through the store, June brushes your shoulder.
“What the hell did just happen?”, she whispers, keeping up her façade smile at the same time. You just shake your head, unable to answer because honestly you don’t know. Maybe you did cross a line but at the same time you felt like Seokjin had actually liked it.
The rest of the shift you work on auto-pilot. Your customer smile never fades but inside you feel empty. Even if you had interpreted every sign Seokjin gave you wrong, you felt as if there was a connection between the two of you. How could you be so false about that?
By the end of the day you feel exhausted, looking forward to crying in some of your pillows. Maybe there’s still ice cream left in your refrigerator. A miserable scene starts playing in your head and you quickly shake it off, as you finish cleaning the last counter.
“I’m heading home, okay?”, you exclaim, earning a thumbs up from Nara and a worried look from June. Luckily, she stays silent giving you the space you need right now. With your jacket and bag draped over one arm you leave the store. It’s dark outside but still pretty warm. Only a few people are out, most of them heading home as well now.
Maybe the rejection will hurt less in a few days, you think to yourself. Just as you turn around the corner, someone tall bumps into you. You squeak and jolt backwards when you realize who you just ran into. Seokjin. It had to be him out of all people. A thousand different thoughts cross your mind.
How do you react? What is he doing here? Did he come back to talk to you? Should you be angry at him?
Your stupid heart betrays you by skipping a beat and then starting a race in your chest. Still, it starts to hurt just as much when you hear his voice again.
“Y/N!” He seems to be just as surprised as you are. “Shit, I’m so sorry, are you okay?”
Even with a shocked look on his face he’s still gorgeous and you feel like crying again. Avoiding his gaze, you look down and realize that he’s waiting for an answer.
“Y-Yeah, I’m fine don’t worry.”
Even a total stranger would notice the shakiness of your voice. You really need to escape this situation. Now.
“Look, I’m okay. I’ll just head home now, so… have a great evening.”
You awkwardly try to shuffle past him but he catches your arm holding you back.
“No, please wait!”
He’s so close now that you can smell his cologne. Something really sweet mixed with soap that makes you want to get closer to him. Instead, you try to free yourself from his grip. You still don’t know why he left earlier and it hurts being near him.
“Let me go please, I need to- “
“Just listen to me, I swear I’ll make it quick!”, he interrupts you.
His voice sounds really desperate which is why you feel yourself slowly nod.
“I owe you an apology for what happened today.” After his first words the scene starts to play in your head again and you slightly stiffen at the memory.
“I’m really sorry that I just left like that. It wasn’t your fault at all, I was just- you know I- shit this is embarrassing.” He sighs, stumbling over his own words.
By now you’re even more confused than before.
“I don’t understand”, you say. “Why did you leave?”
Seokjin runs a hand through his hair. You can see that he’s frustrated but you don’t know why.
“Ah, fuck it”, he mutters under his breath and then looks right into your eyes.
“The first time I came to the store, it was because I lost a bet with my friends”, he admits in a rush. “I felt stupid and embarrassed, but you were so nice and extremely cute so the next time I came, it was because I wanted to see you again.”
The world stops spinning. At least you feel like it does, because you’re suddenly out of air after his confession. He came to see you?
Not noticing any of this, Seokjin continues.
“I know, it may sound really creepy, I realize that, but you seemed to be having a good time as well, so I figured you felt the same?” At this he pushed his fingers through his hair again. It’s an irritating gesture because you know you shouldn’t stare at them like you do right now.
A tiny part of you wishes he would touch you instead.
“One time I almost asked you out, but we got interrupted and I lost my courage, I guess. And when I saw how shocked you were today after what happened, I just thought that I completely misinterpreted everything. I didn’t want you to feel pressured if you really don’t feel the same, that’s why I left. So- yeah, I realize now that I probably acted like an idiot. I’m sorry.”
“You were an idiot, that’s true.”
Seokjin looks startled.
Gaining courage, you openly smile at him.
“I feel the same about you”, you softly say. “Talking to you is so easy, I feel like I could do it all day. I’m sorry I reacted like this back in the store, I just remembered where we were and you’re a customer…I panicked.”
You take a deep breath.
“And when you left, I felt devastated. One moment you’re there and it’s going great and we're touching and the next second you run off. It just hurt…” Your last words are only a whisper escaping your lips.
At some point during your confession, Seokjin decided to take a step closer, now standing only inches away from you and his scent is all around you again.
“So, you liked touching me?”, he asks with a small smirk on his lips. Those beautiful pink lips you want to feel so badly. You quickly nod, heat rushing through your cheeks.
“And Y/N”, he says while moving the last bit closer. “Do you feel like panicking right now?”
“I don’t think so. “
His lips are on yours in an instant. Everything becomes less important to the feeling of Seokjin kissing you. It’s as if the whole world went silent at once just so you won’t get interrupted.
When his thumb starts caressing your cheek, you part your lips, giving him access to your mouth. His tongue plays with your lower lip before licking into you softly. He tastes amazing and you feel yourself getting lost, when he suddenly pulls away.
“This is okay, right?” he asks, panting heavily.
Instead of answering, you pull him in again. This time it’s different though. The first kiss was sweet and new. This one is pure hunger. You feel your skin burn where he touches you on top of your shirt. In return, you let your hands wander beneath his blue sweater, tracing his skin with your fingers. Seokjin growls against your mouth.
He then starts to tilt your head so he can bring his lips to your neck. And boy, he knows what he’s doing. His lips place wet kisses on your sensible skin and when he starts sucking right below your ear, a tiny moan escapes your lips. At this you push lightly against his chest. Again, this is sadly not the right place. You’re still out on a street.
He takes the hint and stops kissing you. His lips look swollen and wet and you have to force yourself not to kiss him again. He opens his mouth, possibly to say anything including some stupid apology, but you quickly take his hand.
“Let’s continue this some place else. Maybe somewhere without an audience?”, you suggest.
Seokjin laughs, visibly relieved and starts pulling you into the direction he originally came from.
His voice seems darker than before. “I live right around the corner, we can go there.”
You hum in approval, not missing the fact that he doesn’t let go of your hand.
On the way to his apartment you keep up a small chat about some of your courses and the work Seokjin does. Still, you can feel the tension in the air between you. On the outside you maintain interested, when all you can think about is his skin against yours.
Finally, you arrive in front of a small building with a blue painted wooden door. Seokjin fumbles with his keys while you can only look at his beautiful hands. You crave his touch and the feeling of being in his arms. The door opens and he pulls you inside. A staircase later you’re in front of the apartment door.
“I do have a roommate, but he’s out of town at the moment”, he explains while unlocking the door. Inside the hall you don’t even get time to look at the furniture before Seokjin pushes you against the wall.
“God, you’re so beautiful”, he whispers right before he kisses you again.
His lips are rough, and you meet them with the same amount of hunger. After all, you missed them since the last touch. You can feel his hands on the back of your thighs when he suddenly lifts you up without missing a beat. His mouth is still working against yours but now you’re just too aware of a certain hardness between your legs that shoots heat through your spine.
You feel yourself getting wet and pray that he won’t notice.
When Seokjin flips his thumb over your hard nipple you can hardly hold back a moan. He searches for permission in your face and upon finding it, pulls your shirt over your head. He’s met with the sight of a mint green bralette hugging your breasts. When he’s teasing you again over the fabric, you’re forced to close your eyes, moaning his name in pleasure.
The next thing you feel is his mouth engulfing your nipple. It’s hot and wet and you automatically arch your back to get closer to the feeling. He swirls his tongue around you, drawing soft noises from your throat.
“Please don’t stop”, you beg while pulling at some soft strands of his hair.
“You’re driving me crazy, Y/N”, he admits. “I can’t wait to feel you.”
“Then don’t”, you simply say, tugging at the hem of his sweater. He complies, pulling it off and you gasp lightly at the sight of his naked torso. Your fingers trail down the lines of his shoulders and your lips connect again, this time it’s sweet and full of anticipation.
You can feel the wall behind you vanish as Seokjin starts walking towards his bedroom, never breaking the kiss. He lays you down on his bed as if you were made of glass and starts taking off your jeans in the same movement.
“Come and sit here, will you?”, he says.
You do as you’re told and when you meet his eyes again, you forget how to breathe. Seokjin is on his knees right in front of you, his black pants hanging loosely on his hips, his dark hair messy from your hands. You don’t even think he looks human anymore.
“Open your legs for me, princess.”
The new nickname makes you shiver, as well as the cold air meeting your wet panties as you comply. The man in front of you uses a long, slender finger to tug your underwear to the side and is rewarded with the sight of your glistening folds.
“You’re so wet princess, is this all for me?”
You moan as a response, unable to form a proper word in your head. No one has ever made you feel like this before.
Seokjin lowers his head and you lose every train of thoughts when you feel his tongue on you.
He licks up a stripe and your legs tremble out of pleasure. He starts sucking on your clit, leaving you a moaning mess, your hands grasping the sheets so you won’t lose balance.
Your breath hitches as Seokjin introduces a single digit to your entrance. His other hand is still holding you in place, while he works you up simultaneously with his tongue and finger. He starts pumping in and out faster, hitting your soft walls with every push. You’re on the edge, all you can think of is more, more.
“P-Please”, you say, breathing heavily. “I want to feel your cock inside of me. I need you. Now.”
He looks at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
“You think you can take me, princess?”, he asks while getting up.
You nod a bit nervous at the sight of Seokjin taking off his pants and boxers at once. He’s way bigger than you had imagined. Like the rest of his body even his cock looks perfectly shaped, his tip already wet with a few drops of precum. You bite your bottom lip, can’t help but stare at him in awe. It’s the first time you see him completely naked and you try to take everything in at the same time.
Seokjin starts to crawl above you, keeping eye contact while you shuffle back until you hit the bedside. He pulls you down again by your legs, bringing his lips to your ear.
“I keet imagining this moment since the first time we met. Your hands all over me, while I pound you into the mattress until you scream my name”, he whispers.
Your answer is a kiss. On his lips you can taste yourself, mixed with the same impatience you feel building up inside of you. You reach down, slipping a finger over the head of his cock, bringing it back up to your mouth. Seokjin looks like he’s about to choke. Next thing you know, your panties are abandoned and he’s rolling a condom on himself that just appeared out of nowhere.
“Look at me while I fill you up so good”, he demands as he positions himself at your entrance. You both sigh at the feeling of him entering you inch by inch. He pauses when he’s completely inside of you.
“How can you be so tight? Your little pussy was made for me, right princess?”
You feel your cheeks get red, but there is no time to be ashamed of anything.
When he starts moving, you can feel how big he really is with every push. Seokjin flips at your nipple again before his mouth is on yours again and your soft moans get mixed with needy whines. His left hand is stroking your curves, coming to a halt at your hip, to keep you in place while he starts to go deeper.
His lips find your neck and you mewl loudly when he bites down on it. The next second the short pain is gone as he licks over the hickey he just created.
All of the sudden, he lowers his pace and you feel him even more, stretching you out deliciously. With a small movement, he starts to hit you at a specific angle, still going slow and making you feel him all the way.
He presses light kisses behind your ear, whispering “You’re fucking gorgeous Y/N”.
And then you feel his hand between your legs.
Seokjin stops kissing you to look at your face as he starts stimulating your clit with his fingers while moving faster again. You moan uncontrollably at the pleasure that takes over you.
“P-Please!”, you choke out.
“What is it princess? You need to use your words. Tell me what you need.”
His hot breath is on your face. Never in your life has anyone made you feel so precious and vulnerable at the same time.
“Please, S-Seokjin! Make me cum, I need you!”, you whine, while he proceeds to push you to the edge with every hard plunge of his cock.
“Say my name again, princess, I’ll make you feel so good!” His clenched teeth tell you that he’s not far from coming himself. His fingers and the feeling of him bouncing in and out of you almost make you faint.
“Seokjin!”, you cry out and your world shatters as the orgasm rips through you. A few pushes after, you feel Seokjin spill himself into the condom.
You’re both painting heavily when he rolls off of you and you feel his gaze from the side.
You turn your head, giving him a soft smile and the look, he rewards you with, makes your face heat up again.
“I think that was the best sex I ever had”, you admit sheepishly, holding your breath for a few seconds before releasing it again.
Seokjin smiles his angelic smile and brushes a sweaty strand of hair behind your ear.
“Me too.”
For a moment you both remain silent. Then he clears his throat.
“I hope this isn’t too late, but I really meant what I said before. Will you go out with me Y/N?”
“Yes”, you say wholeheartedly. “I would love to. There’s only one last question I have.”
“And that is?”, he asks with a confused look.
“What color did that bathtub have at the end? You know, the one where you put all the bath bombs together?”
“Y/N, I swear to god…”, he says and the rest of the sentence is drowned out by your laughter.
warnings: fingering, unprotected sex (practice safe sex!), creampie, dirty talk, kinda public sex, the reader is a brat for 0.5 seconds, kinda dom!jk, light spanking, sex in a hot tub, use of hot tub water jets sexually
synopsis: A night in the hot tub with Jungkook gets steamy, to say the least.
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You and Jungkook had been teasing each other all day long. First it was your bathing suit strap magically falling off your shoulder while you were tanning in the morning sun. Then it was Jungkook doing some new strength training workout that looked very suggestive and required too much endurance that he just had to take his shirt off. It fleeted into suggestive lingering touches here and there, and it was no secret that by now your body was basically on fire, begging to be touched by Jungkook.
It was your friend group’s yearly trip to Seokjin’s beachside summer home and given that it was the first time you and Jungkook would be attending as a couple, he had promised that he would make this trip “memorable”, whatever that meant. Little did you know, you were about to find out.
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“We’re heading in for the night, have fun you two.”
you were out of my league. got my heartbeat racing. if i die, don’t wake me, cause you are more than just a dream - out of my league, fitz and the tantrums
✹ summary- Kim Namjoon was never supposed to find out about your years-long hopeless crush on him. And he most definitely was not supposed to find out about it in front of all your coworkers in a company-wide meeting.
✹ rating- explicit/18+/nsfw
✹ pairing- kim namjoon x reader
✹ word count- 3.8k
✹ genre- angst, smut, comedy
✹ chapter warnings- swearing, descriptions of sex, sexual content, namjoon sucks im so sorry, jungkook is a puppy, jimin is the best friend of the year, traitor donuts, coffee solves all, so does jungkook, heartbreak, angst
✹ a/n- HIIIIIIIIIIII! IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! the plot just would not work for meeeee but here we are. big shout out to @ladyartemesia @xjoonchildx @untaemedqueen per usual being my best hype crew. and thank you to @nomseok & @kithtaehyung for the beta-reading and support. i love u both so much. I HOPE YALL LIKE THIS CHAPTER PLS DONT KILL ME.
MASTERLIST ✹ CHAPTER ONE ✹ CHAPTER TWO
[from: Namjoon 11:33 am] god you look so fucking good in that skirt
[from: Namjoon 11:33 am] how do you make business clothing look so sexy
[from: Namjoon 11:33 am] like its actually unfair
[to: Namjoon 11:34 am] omg joon, we’re in a meeting
[from: Namjoon 11:34 am] i know, and i can’t focus on fucking stock options when you’re looking like sex on legs
[from: Namjoon 11:33 am] did you do something different today? You look incredible
[to: Namjoon 11:34 am] i actually woke up late lol. I kind of rushed getting ready.
[from: Namjoon 11:35 am] ughhhhhhhhhh fuck so this is just you looking incredible because you’re a sexy ass woman
Summary: The cargo ship Cypher travels long distances across the galaxy, its crew not setting foot on a planet for months at a time. When they come across a distress signal they find themselves with a deserter from the imperial navy on their hands. Captain Namjoon agrees to give Jungkook passage until their next stop, but a lot can happen in the meanwhile.
Chapter warnings: communication mishaps, light innuendo, pink haired Jimin, first ‘appearance’ of a special guest star, continuing to lure y’all into a false sense of security
Note: Since I got impatient about posting last time, this essentially is the second part of the previous update. Next one should get us back to the stressful meatier bits, if all goes according to plan 👀
Jungkook vividly remembered stepping into the aeroponic bay for the first time, a small haven of nature in the midst of all that unfriendly steel. How he’d been overcome by a sudden inner peace. The colours, the smells, even the heady humidity, a lush dreamscape unlike anything he’d ever experienced on board a military vessel. God, the smell had been so nice.
Now he stood forlorn between the columns, their sterile white colour dominating the room. The soldiers had not been gentle when they opened up the towers to check the growing chambers inside, and while you and Taehyung had repaired the structures, that did not bring back any of your plants. Everything beyond saving had been removed already, leaving not much greenery behind.
✈︎ chapter 10: SOPE Game Night ft. Tae pt. 1 | ✈︎ Escape Series — 18+, Mature
✈︎ genre: smut
✈︎ word count: 3721 words
✈︎ pairing: taehyung x reader; yoongi x reader; hobi x reader
✈︎ warnings: dirty talk, sex games, fingering, teasing, voyeurism, breast play, neck sucking, kissing, fingering, dual hand job, dom/sub undertones, food play (honey), lowkey about to turn into a 4some, some serious misuse of a twister game mat, cunnilingus, edging, dom’s arguing at cockblocking, cockwarming, cliffhanger (oooops)
✈︎ summary: You finally snag an invite to the elusive and super secretive SOPE game night.
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It was always fun on the island, especially because there was always something to do, whether it was helping Jin at the restaurant, keeping up with the orders and supplies that needed to go out, or helping to spruce up the island as slowly more things were built up and added. You had volunteered to help the 95z line with supply orders, since the faster it was done, the more free time they had to spend with all of you ladies.
“Tae! Let’s split the buildings,” Jimin said, ”I can go check the visitor bungalows and the satellite office building; Keyla and Shey can come with me,” he pointed at two girls who climbed on the gold cart with him to head over to check out the visitor bungalows.
This story is rated M for Mature, and it also contains darker themes, please proceed with caution. All readers under the age of 18 should stop reading here and exit this blog. You have been warned.
↣ Pairings: CEO!Park Jimin x Uber Driver!Female Reader
↣ Genre: Oneshot, PWP, Smut, A sprinkle of Angst, Fluff, Strangers 2 Idk..
↣ Ratings: Mature, 18+, NSFW, H for Heauxs
↣ Summary: You can’t keep your eyes off the young CEO in your backseat, and he can’t seem to keep his hands off of you.
↣ Word Count: 2.7k
↣ Warnings: Mature Content, Swearing, Penetrative Sex, Unprotected Sex, Fingering, Exhibitionism(Public Sex), Daddy Kink, Pet/Dirty Names(Kitten, baby, slut), Light Degradation, Biting/Marking/Scratching, Hickies, Thigh Riding/Dry Humping, Suggestive Language, Hair Pulling, Dirty Talk, Light Spanking, Rough Sex, Orgasm Denial, Creampie, Aftercare, Hazardous Motor Vehicle Operation, Vaguely and briefly mentions sexual favors, friends with benefits, and sugar daddy/sugar baby relationships(no one is actually participating in any of this) I DO NOT CONDONE ANY OF THIS BEHAVIOR. THESE ARE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS AND THEY CANNOT GET INJURED UNLESS I WRITE IT!!!
↣ A/N: Wassup Heauxs!!!!! I’m back with another one!!! I have to go so I can’t chat long, but I just wanted to drop this off. I only looked over this a few times so I apologize for any errors. Love you! Please enjoy!!! Also, listen to Jazmine Sullivan’s On It (ft. Ari Lennox
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Being in between jobs can be challenging. With no one responding to your resumes and the bills still coming in—there’s only one answer to your problems.
Uber.
You’ve been a driver for a few weeks now, and the money you’ve earned is decent. It’s getting you by, so there aren’t any complaints about that. You just wished you didn’t have to deal with the occasional obnoxious passengers.
Take the one sitting in your backseat, for example.
The only words he’s said in the entire fifteen minutes he’s been riding with you is, “I have an important meeting at 6:30. Don’t drive like a grandma.”
Well, you hate to be the bearer of bad news, but it doesn’t look like he’s going to make it. Traffic is bumper to bumper in the evening rush hour traffic. It’s always like this on Fridays. No one’s moving until at least 6:45 – 7 pm, which is about thirty minutes from now. Poor thing’s probably going to get fired.
Scratch that. He’s probably the boss.
Now that you’ve gotten a better look at him, you notice that he looks—expensive. Seriously, the man is carelessly slouching in your backseat wearing an Armani suit, not one concern within him about wrinkles. By the way it hugs his muscular frame, you can tell that it’s tailored to fit him perfectly. Now, you can’t see his shoes unless you turn around, but your gut’s telling you that they’re just as exquisite as his other apparel.
His cologne fills your car and invades your senses, making you grip the steering wheel tightly as the sweet but masculine scent travels through your airways. He’s hot, without a doubt. You’d give him a solid ten if you were asked.
Taking a look at your phone, you read his name again.
