“When Jungkook’s lip ring finally healed and you can’t resist each other anymore.”
Genre: Smut, married life!AU
Warnings: switch!Jungkook, switch!Reader, it goes from Dom!Kook to sub!Kook to Dom!Kook, tattooed & pierced!JK, he’s got his lip & nipples pierced, he ties his long hair together nfdnf, muscle & strength kink, lil bit of thigh riding, sex outside on a sun bed, messy oral (f.receiving), some biting, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), creampies, she rides him to an orgasm, body hair kink aye, she smothers him with her tits, nipple sucking, lotsa drool, subby boy tears, dirty talk, praise, a lil bit of degradation, he has such a lose tongue, they are very horny & needy & just wanna fuck, cuddly aftercare, they are in love!!
Wordcount: 5.4k
a/n: there is no thought behind this drabble. it’s a crime that i never wrote about his lip ring until now. enjoy besties, this was created from the depths of my pussy 🧡
You are in the little greenhouse in your garden when Jungkook comes home. Your tomato plants, which you and Jungkook have carefully raised from infant seedlings to healthy six foot plants, are finally starting to flower and you are currently making sure that no bugs or other insects nibble on them. Yes, you are very protective over your tomato plants.
After reading an article about self-sustaining living, you developed an obsession with growing as much of your food as possible. You asked Hoseok for help – given how he is already a complete expert at it – and Seokjin gave you some tips as well. Jungkook called it way too time consuming at first, but soon gave in with a fond smile. He even helped you build the greenhouse and soon after, the plant growing fever took a hold of him as well.
It was when the first of your tomato seed experiments grew a little sprout. You can still remember how Jungkook called you in the middle of your shift with the great news of “babe, you won’t believe what just happened but tomato number ten just grew a sprout.” It was a truly exciting day in your marriage.
Now come early summer and all your vegetable and fruit plants are thriving, ready to be pollinated and later carry fruit.
The glass door opens and Jungkook steps inside.
“Hey there.”
You turn, placing the sheers down on your working table.
“I’m honestly so free use with you when I sleep”, you told him after a very passionate morning in the sheets. That was weeks ago. Right now, your confession is haunting Jungkook. Free use, you called it. Free use…The words sound sweet to his pleasure twisted mind. Free use… Jungkook gulps and chases the ecstatic feelings your sleeping body gives him. One more time. He needs it one more time.
Alternatively: After accidentally turning Jungkook on before you fall asleep, you wake up to him using your willing body to get off. Not that you mind, as his reward for your submission is as sweet as honey.”
Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x f.Reader
Genre: established relationship!AU, polyamory!AU, Camping Trip!AU, Smut
Warnings: switch!Jungkook, subby!Reader, he calls her Mistress at first but then gets so needy that he takes the lead, Yoongi makes a short appearance, hints at various threesomes, hints at bondage, sex in a camper van, needy!Jungkook, consensual free use kink (free use in this story = you can do whatever you want to me, whenever you want), consensual somnophilia, kinda sensory deprivation because he does all of this to her in a dark room & she can’t see, Koo has sensitive nipples, nipple sucking, he rubs his nipples against her lips as she sleeps, he humps her thigh while she sleeps, and plays with her pussy while she sleeps, big cock, vampire fangs, needy begging, body & breast worship, strength kink (he rips her clothes & pins her down), dirty talk, sloppy oral (f.receiving), fast pussy fingering, lotsa drool & slick, squirting, he cums humping the mattress, cuddly aftercare, they’re in love & very needy for each other
Wordcount: 5.4k
a/n: besties, it is finally happening. Sanguis!Kookie is getting the smut he deserves. Get ready for lots of it because I am obsessed with him. I fucking LOVE him. This is set once he learned how to control his urges. Oh yeah, and it’s a Kinktober22 request that didn’t make the cut, surprise it’s here now! Have fun! 🤍
Today was a first for you and Jungkook. Your first ever couple trip. It wasn’t far. Just four hours by car to a small coastal town where every restaurant offered seafood and the air smelled of ocean. He drove while you napped.
You spent the first day putting up your camper van by the beach and checking out the camp side. You spent too many minutes in the ocean and even napped under the shade of a big tree, cuddled up in a spacious hammock where Jungkook stole way too many kisses from you. Later in the evening – and after washing off the salt from your bodies and putting on pretty clothes – you went to eat at one of the restaurants where you ended up talking about too many things and drinking way too much wine.
It resulted in you getting so sleepy that you had just about enough energy to walk back to the camp side, wash up and fall into bed. The movie night you promised Jungkook was cancelled as you fell asleep five minutes after your head hit the pillows.
Jungkook was left gawking at you with a big pout. He didn’t even have time to wash up and cuddle you in bed and you were already sleeping.
Feeling utterly defeated, Jungkook leaves the camper to talk with Yoongi on the phone and make way for his frustrations.
“Hey, Kookie”, Yoongi picks up after the second ring, “what happened? Are you okay? Why are you calling me?”
“Yes, we’re okay. I’m sad. ___ already fell asleep because she drank too much wine.”
Yoongi chuckles fondly.
“She’s cute”, he says, shifting on the chair in the music room. He was writing music on the piano before Jungkook called. He is smiling because hearing Jungkook’s voice makes him happy and hearing about your shared day makes him even happier.
“Yeah she is. Fuck hyung, it’s so unfair I want her but she’s asleep.”
“I can’t help you with that”, Yoongi says in a laugh, “why are you telling me?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t know who else to tell.”
Yoongi laughs harder, “you are so silly sometimes, Kookie. Just enjoy your time with her, slip under the blanket and hold her. Listen to her sleep, kiss her neck. She’s so soft when she sleeps.”
Jungkook presses his legs together even when standing up. You would fit so snugly against his chest. Jungkook can perfectly imagine just how warm and soft you would feel. How you would press against the spots which are so incredibly sensitive. Jungkook shifts, feeling heat threaten to gather between his legs.
“Kook?” Yoongi’s voice rips him out of his thoughts and to his reality. Shit. He completely forgot that he was talking with Yoongi on the phone. Jungkook feels his cheeks heat up at the realisation.
genre: porn without plot || smut || established relationship || non-idol au (?)
tags/ warnings: pwp, mentioned masturbation, thigh riding, dick riding, praise kink, unprotected sex (don’t be stupid, this is fiction), creampie, mentioned cum stuffing because it didn’t make the cut. afab! reader (no gendered nicknames are used, terms like pussy is used though)
notes: listened to we are bulletproof pt.1 while writing this so do with that information what you will. yoongi’s part has me creaming myself it’s so delicious
notes 2: slight changes have been made from the original plan, otherwise this would have probably been 10k words of straight smut
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“you’re home early”
jungkook’s gaze flickers to where you’re stood in the doorway of the living room, your eyebrows furrowing. it wasn’t displeasure painted across your face, just curious confusion.
“i missed you” he instead replies, the corners of his lips quirking upwards.
you slip further into the room, used to jungkook’s eyes on you. the rawest form of silent appreciation for the living art that stood before him; perfect in such a human way. jungkook never thought he’d find the right words to describe you. not when you looked so pretty, and perfect, and every other lame excuse of a word that was never really enough to encapsulate your entire existence.
his eyes glaze over the flush of your cheeks, sure to have just gotten out the bath. you liked to treat yourself on your days off, slipping into the hazy water, scented with the fancy bubble bath jungkook liked to treat you to.
you meet his gaze, head tilting in a silent question of what he was doing.
“come sit on my lap” he hums, “been thinking about you all day”
it’s neither a sigh nor a laugh that spills from your lips, maybe amusement. maybe love. maybe an unexplainable emotion that you reserved especially for jungkook, and jungkook only.
“yeah?”
and he nods, taking your hand into his own once you’re close enough. he tugs you down, helping you straddle one of his thighs; exactly where he’d wanted you.
he’d been thinking about this all day. how slick your cunt would get, always so easy to rile up. how he wanted to suck meanly on your poor little clit until you cried, and you begged for him to take the barest hint of mercy on you.
the mere thought of you sat in his lap, desperate for him to bring you that mind-numbing pleasure you loved to much— had his cock hardening in his pants.
if he had any lick of shame, then he might have felt guilt for getting himself off in the bathroom during his lunch break. his cock spit-soaked sticky, fist tugging at his length, a pitiful imitation of what your pussy would feel like squeezing his length until he came into his fist.
“so pretty” his hands slip down to your waist, lithe fingers barely grazing underneath your shirt, his chest deflating at the touch of your warm skin.
his thigh flexes, and you have to bite your lip to stop the moan that threatened to slip out— a flit of pleasure crawling up your body.
and as subtle as you’d like to be, jungkook can’t help the slow smile that pulls at his cheeks. not when he can feel your pussy clenching through your thin sleep shorts.
he wonders how long it’ll take for them to soak through. or how long it’ll take you to beg he run his fingers over your pussy, pressing over your clit. sinking past your walls and pressing meanly over your sweet spot until you’re shaking and begging ever so sweetly.
your hips roll forwards ever so slightly, desperation seeping from every morsel of your body. desperate for the faintest of friction to solve the issue you found yourself facing.
“don’t be shy, baby” jungkook hums, fingers digging into the meat of your hips, “use me”
“don’t say things like that” you whine, hands coming to cover your face, hot embarrassment searing your cheeks the faintest pink.
jungkook’s head tips backwards, low laugh rumbling from his chest. he flexes his thigh, cock throbbing at the moan that gets caught in the back of your throat.
“hands away from your face, come on. you know i love how pretty you look when you feel good” he takes hold of your wrists, tugging your hands to his chest.
your tongue wets your bottom lip as you find your rhythm, hips rocking forward in desperate little circles.
one of your hands slips from jungkook’s hold, thighs straining as you push yourself up. you slide the crotch of your shorts to the side, bare pussy clenching when it come in contact with jungkook’s pants.
“no panties?”
you smile, shaking your head.
you fumble with jungkook’s belt as you rut your hips forward, delicious pleasure spreading up your body with each drag of your clit against his thigh.
“want your cock” you press a kiss to his jaw, warm breath tickling his skin.
“yeah?” his voice comes out breathless.
“mhmm”
jungkook helps you, undoing his button as you push yourself to kneel over this thigh. you moan when his bare skin knocks against your clit, lifting his hips to pull his underwear down, fabric pooling at his ankles as you slip your shorts off.
your fingers wrap around his shaft, spit dribbling from your tongue onto the tip of his cock.
you jolt forwards when curious fingers part your labia, teasing over you hole.
“fuck” you whine when a finger slips into you, curling as a thumb rubs over your clit.
you squeeze his cock, thumbing the underside of the head, smearing the pearly little beads of pre cum down his shaft.
“spit on it, baby” jungkook looks at you through hooded eyes, tongue toying with his lip ring as you bounce ever so slightly on the second finger jungkook slips into your pussy.
you spit into your palm, mind too muddled to cringe at the stickiness that clings to your skin as you curl your fingers back around his cock, wrist flicking how you know he likes it.
“so good for me” he groans, hips bucking up into your hand, “come here”
his fingers slip from your cunt, helping you fully straddle his lap. his cock slides against your thigh, trail of pre cum painting your skin sticky. weird, primal satisfaction buzzing through jungkook’s veins as he marks you up with his leaking arousal.
you take hold of jungkook’s face, thumbs brushing over his cheeks.
“gimme a kiss” you whisper against his lips, “please”
“so polite” he murmurs, tilting his face, lips pillowing yours.
your mouth parts, breathy sigh licked up by jungkook as he presses his tongue past your lips.
blindly you take ahold of his cock, tugging at it once before you line him up with your entrance.
your hips rock forwards, folds parting around his cock. fizzling pleasure vibrating within you with each nudge of his cockhead against your clit.
“don’t tease” his voice comes out low, tongue prodding at your bottom lip. so shiny, a mixture of both your spit mingled and threatening to drip down your chin.
“sorry” you lift your hips up, tip of his cock pressing against your entrance. your hands brace on his shoulders, thighs quivering with each thick inch of jungkook’s cock sliding further between your walls.
“oh fuck” you moan, head falling onto his shoulder as you bottom out.
jungkook’s fingers dig into the flesh of your ass, stomach tightening in pleasure as your walls clench around his cock.
“you okay?” jungkook asks, hips barely rutting up into you.
“yeah, just feels nice” you trail a finger between your bodies, fingers thrumming ever so slightly over your clit.
arousal soaks jungkook’s cock, dribble of slick wetting his balls.
“might get tired though” you tell him as you sit up a little bit, hips rocking forward.
“i’ll help you” he smiles, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck.
you hum at that. feeling a twinge of a burn in your thighs as you push yourself up, head of his cock still sheathed within you before you drop back down his full length.
you think the air is punched from your lungs, hand that had been playing with your clit balancing yourself on his knee.
“shit, baby” jungkook groans, pulling you up his cock from your ass, “loosen up a bit”
you shake your head, mouth falling open, a moan cutting you off when his cock knocks against your sweet spot. desperation and adrenaline a fiery combination that has you pushing through the pain in your thighs, pussy swallowing his cock over and over until you’re leaking slick, and jungkook can’t help the moan that spills from his lips.
“jungkook” you cry, “s’ so good”
you feel yourself hurdling closer to an orgasm, each rugged stroke of his cock, and each brutal brush against your sweet spot sending you into overdrive.
“gonna cum?” he asks, fingers digging into your hips as he thrusts up into you. merciless and be chases his own high, rutting up into your with a new found vigour that has you hiccuping— nails digging into the fabric of his shirt.
you wilt into his chest, fingers curling into his shirt as you reach your peak; quickly tumbling down the other side as jungkook’s balls slap wetly against your ass, pleasure fueled moans a harmony with your own.
you feel jungkook’s cock twitch as you ride out your high, cunt creamy leaking down his balls as he cums; coating your walls sticky with his seed.
he ruts up into you once more, hands pulling you down as far as you can on his cock as he empties himself out inside of you. thick pulses of cum spilling into you.
“fuck” his head knocks against the back of the couch, “you’re milking me” he laughs, balls tightening when your walls clench around his softening length.
your chest stutters for a breath, hips twitching at the aftermath of your orgasm.
“you’re insatiable” jungkook licks his bottom lip when you circle your hips. “gonna have to give me a minute to recover”
jungkook lays you back, fumbling around for the small pillows propped up against the arm of the couch. he pulls the bottom half of your body up by your ankles, slipping two pillows under your hips.
“no clenching. and no spilling; i plan to stuff you full tonight” he raises an eyebrow, a silent challenge to disobey.
he runs his fingers through your slit, barely dipping between your walls to push his seed back inside of you.
“think you can do that?”
you nod, “don’t make me cum, otherwise it’s gonna make a mess of the pillows”
“you’ll be making more than a mess of the pillows” his nose scrunches. and you’re unsure if it’s bubbly love that fills your body, possibly a new wave of arousal.
You know people think you're just using him. And he knows that people think he's just getting used by you. And maybe it's time for him to stand up, and make some things clear.
Tags/Warnings: Girly!Reader, Introvert!Jungkook, non-idol AU, opposites attract AU?, established relationship, Angst, Major Fluff, some drama, Slice of Life (like Good Girl AU for example), mc is kook's biggest simp, kook is kind of overwhelmed by her love sometimes, but it's fine they both cute, Jealousy oh no, possessive kook!, multiple rounds, boob slapping like.. once, cumplay, creampie oops²
Length: Long, didn't count oops
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"Ah, by the way!" His trainer asks, while Jungkook quietly unwraps his hands after his boxing training. "I wanted to ask you, who was that girl you were with when you came here earlier?" He asks, referring to you.
Jungkook doesn't really know any other girls besides you, after all. So it has to be you- you've tagged along to the boxing studio with him, leaving him to walk inside on his own however since he'd offered to simply take you along, so you could go to your appointment at the hair salon while he was working out, and bring you back home once he was done.
"..my girlfriend." Jungkook says, continuing to unwrap his other hand before flexing the fingers a bit. It's a bit odd to say it out loud- but not a bad-odd. Just unfamiliar.
Maybe because he doesn't say it much.
Maybe he should.
"Really?" His trainer wonders, looking genuinely surprised for a second as he looks at Jungkook- who feels a bit challenged, almost. Jungkook has noticed that the start contrast between you and himself has caused some people to look at him with almost something akin to pity- as if he's the prey in the cougars claws, about to be chewed and spit out once you're done with him. He gets it- but at the same time, it irritates him to no ends, because you're pretty much the sweetest cursing little angel he's ever met up to this point.
So it's unsurprising that his answer might sound a bit more offended than he's intending it to. "Yes." He answers, brows lowering.
"Oh, wow." His trainer seems to catch up on his mood. "No offense, really! Just- surprising, you know?" He tries to explain himself. "You're always so quiet, and you know… Are you sure she's in it for the right reasons?" He asks, and at that, Jungkook puts everything down to look up at his trainer with a serious face.
"What are you implying?" He demands to know.
"Man, I'm just saying! You know, I know girls like that. They use guys like you! They might fuck you well but-" He tries. "-I just-"
"You want to fuck her instead, is that it?" Jungkook calls him out, and by the look on the guy's face, Jungkook had hit the jackpot. And just as he gets up to walk closer, the door opens, and you walk in with a rustling paperbag that smells like takeout food.
"Uh.. am I interrupting something?" You ask, a little unsure- and both men stare each other down for a bit longer, before Jungkook walks off to walk over to you instead, hand on the back of your neck as he gives you a short but heated kiss- rendering you a bit speechless for once. He's never this bold in public.
What's going on?
"I'll go shower real quick, okay?" He tells you, and you just dumbly nod, left by yourself as he walks past his trainer into the changing rooms and showers.
"I'm just- not gonna ask." You just say, more or less to yourself as you sit down in a chair close by, throwing one leg over the other before pulling out your phone.
"He's just having a bad day." The trainer tells you, walking closer. "So, you and him?" He asks, and you nod at that, big grin on your face.
"Yep!" You chirp, tapping away on your phone.
"Don't make him spend all his money on you." The trainer tells you, somewhat joking- though you can hear the hint of honest threat in his tone, which makes you stop what you're doing. "I know he's a softy, but come on. Just cause he's easy doesn't make it right." He says, and you become a bit insecure at that.
You know that's what most people must think of you- but hearing it said out loud makes it sting just a bit more.
You want to stand up for yourself like you always try to do- but somehow, you can't, not in this moment. Not because you don't want to- but because you're just realizing how little people think of Jungkook. You're not even the victim here. It's not your place to even be offended in the first place.
You can take the weird rumors about yourself, the glances and looks, the stereotypes and boxes people put you in. But the fact that just because Jungkook cares, and loves, and treats the people around him with kindness, he's seen as someone weak and pitiful, just makes you angry. Because if you stood up for him right now, it would only cause more issues- the guy in front of you would only feel validated in his opinion, would never let your boyfriend live it down that his own stupid dumb girlfriend had to defend his poor self from the world.
"I'll send you my cancellation for my membership via E-mail." Jungkook suddenly says as he emerges from the showers, grabbing his bag before he helps you stand up from your seat, brushing down the back of your skirt with his palm. He almost instantly reaches for your small bag as well, holding it for you while you put your phone away.
"Hey man, I was just looking out for you-" The trainer starts, but Jungkook puts himself between him and you as if to prove a point, calmly speaking.
"Don't. I'm very much capable of doing that myself." He says, simply takes his bag to throw over his shoulder before he takes your hand in his, and leaves the gym.
It's only in the car that you dare ask what's happened. "Is it because of me?" You wonder, and Jungkook perks up at that, face completely devoid of the anger he'd had just a few minutes ago.
"What do you mean?" He asks, even his voice not in the slightest irritated any longer.
"At the gym, earlier." You say, opening the paper bag to steal some fries for yourself. "Like, you said you'll cancel your membership and stuff. And you love boxing." You shrug, and he shakes his head.
"I think I just realized that I need to start putting my foot down." He offers, changing lanes as he drives you both home. "And the membership was also pretty overpriced anyways. There's other gyms I can check out." He tries to joke, though you don't seem too convinced next to him.
"You know I'm not using your for, you know, sex and money right?" You ask him, and his eyes widen. "Like, I really really do love you-" You begin, and he laughs.
"I know that, don't worry." He tells you. "Is that what he told you?" He wonders, and you shrug.
"Lot's of people think that." You huff to yourself. "Comes with the style, I guess. And like, I'm not mad about that- I don't really care if people think I'm a money-grabbing whore." You laugh, making him cringe. He doesn't like you talking about yourself like that. "But it just makes me mad that people think you're a pussy who needs to be babied all the time." You complain.
"So you're getting angry on my behalf?" He chuckles, and you nod, crossing your arms.
"I hate when people don't take you seriously." You huff to yourself, staying quiet the entire rest of the ride until you both reach his apartment where you're staying over at tonight- when his arms reach around you from the back, his face hiding in the crook of your neck where he kisses the skin.
"I love you."He hums, and you shiver at the sound of that sentence. He doesn't say it often, his love language non-verbal, rather expressing his feelings in acts of service or fleeting touches. So whenever he does say it, it's special. "And I'm.. really happy you're my girlfriend, you know that?" He says, and you shrug.
"I'm.. you know, I'm sorry I'm always so much trouble." You sigh, but he shakes his head.
"You're not." He denies. "I need to.. say it more often to people. You know. Stop introducing you as.. you, but as my girlfriend instead." He tells you.
"You don't have to-" You start, but he chuckles.
"No, I do." He argues gently. "Because I can't stand it when people think you're easy to get. Or that you're someone that's available in the first place." He complains, walking you closer to his small bedroom, where he suddenly picks you up and let's you fall on the bed, your body bouncing from the impact a little.
"Jung-" you start, but he's already crawling closer to you on hands and knees, leaning in.
"You're mine." He almost growls under his breath, kissing you feverishly. You're not sure what's gotten into him, but you're also not complaining- or maybe you do, as you hear fabric rip and buttons drop to the floor around the bedroom.
"kook!" You whine. "That was one of my favorites-!" You complain, while he's busy pulling your skirt from your legs.
"As if I care." He growls, before he pulls you closer by the backs of your knees. "I like that lingerie though." He almost purrs, hands pulling on the straps of the lace body, letting them snap back against your skin playfully so.
"Yeah I like it too-" You pout, crossing your arms. "-So don't break it." You huff, making him raise one of his brows before he moves to push your wrists into the bed up above your head.
"I won't promise anything." He comments, before he leans down to kiss you, lips eager to claim your breath while his hands roam around your body, grabbing onto the softness of your breasts before they travel lower, over your sides, stomach, one pulling your leg up, while the other moves between your legs.
Your toes curl as he finds a way to slip his palm inside, teasing you for a good while before he throws his shirt over his head, shedding the rest of his clothes as well, before he grabs at the lace bottom of the lingerie.
It rips as he creates an opening, making you whine.
"I'll buy you a new one." He hums, one of his hands pumping his cock before he guides himself into your leaking core, pushing in slowly to help you adjust. "I'll buy you ten, I don't fucking care."
"You'll rip them all.." you sigh partially because of the feeling of him filling you up like this.
"Damn right I will." He chuckles darkly, pulling out before he pushes back in.
It's the start of what you think you know by now- but he's catching you off guard as his hips move at an aggressive pace, skin against skin echoing in the room as he clenches his jaw, a hard grip on your thighs, making you wonder if he'll leave bruises.
You wouldn't mind if he did.
Your head spins as you're left taking whatever he gives you, one of his hands leaving your thigh to instead pull down some of the straps on the upper part, pulling out your tits for him to see freely move. He can't help but grab onto one of them, hold it before he slaps it once just to see how it feels.
You, meanwhile, feel like you're having an out of body experience. You can hear yourself moan almost obscenely, whining and whimpering as he pounds into you, but its like your body doesn't respond to you any longer, as you arch your back and curl your toes.
And like the devil he is, he doesn't slow down. Instead, he grabs your hips, and adjusts you to lay over his thighs, gaining the ability to aim even deeper inside. And your body freezes up as you hit your orgasm full force, thighs shaking violently as he slows a bit, erratically moving to reach his own high as well, your cunt clenching around him tightly.
And as he finally cums, pushed as far inside you as he can, he finally gains back the ability to year, and notice his surroundings.
Your chest is rising and falling rapidly, your eyes are closed, skin shining in a light layer of sweat as he can't help but run his hands over the pale pink lace lingerie covering your body.
You're just so pretty.
He moves the straps and lace around, helps you out of the garment, slipping out of your core for a moment, causing you to whine in complaint. "So pretty.." he hums, as he finally has full access to your bare skin, lips peppering kisses from your stomach up to your neck, hands never staying still. "All mine." He speaks against your skin, when you feel him suddenly harshly suck and bite at your neck and shoulder.
"J-jungk-" you stammer, legs rubbing against one another as he chuckles.
"Already wanting more?" He wonders, and you nod, hands clinging onto his arms. "Think you can take it?" He jokes, and you nod again.
"Please-" you beg, and he leans back, pulling you with him to straddle his lap, adjusting you properly on his still sensitive cock. You've never had sex in this position before,but you immediately decide that it's one of your favorite- the way he holds you, his body all over you, the way he's able to provide such an immense feeling of safety and comfort to you, is otherworldly almost.
Or maybe it's just jungkook himself. You're not sure.
He's overly sensitive but pushes through that first wall, moves a lot slower and more sensual now as he helps you bounce on his lap, before you instead start to roll your hips into his- earning a very vocal response from him as he holds onto your ass, assisting you in your motions while your hands are on his back, nails scratching a little over his skin.
And he loves it, loves the idea of wearing your marks just as much as you do his.
He really should show his love for you more often. It's still a bit odd to him why you're with him in the first place, but he should stop trying to figure that out- because that's not what it's all about, isn't it? Your relationship doesn't need any other reason to exist than live alone, and love is something you both have a lot of.
The love for your body, your mind, your soul. The love for the way you nap around whenever you can in the most random of places. The love for your random kisses you place on his cheek, on his neck, on his hands, on his shoulders. The love for your cooking, your care and your hugs at night.
He's got so much love for you, and he should show that.
He's sure he can't cum again, but he knows he's reaching his second orgasm however, hips moving erratically just like yours as you pick up your pace, lips chasing after his, as he licks at your lips, open mouthed kisses sharing breaths as you reach your highs.
You cling onto him for a good while after, feeling him fill you up once more as his cock spurts his release up your cunt, making it leak out down your legs, as he lays your limp body back down on the bed, pulling out.
His hand can't help but try and push his seed back in- and when he notices he can't, he instead uses it as lubricant to instead let his thumb circle over your pulling clit, a frail whimper coming from you as he softly lures another orgasm out of you, his breath finally normalizing as he watches his cum leak out of you.
He's tired, exhausted, but forces himself up at least to help you and him clean up and so you go pee, while he simply throws the stained sheets into the wash. Neither he nor you get dressed after showering and drying up, rather opting to sleep wrapped in simple blankets on the couch instead, holding each other close.
And the pain in his muscles the next time he wakes up is so worth it-
Just like the honestly amusing sight of you struggling to walk straight.
WARNINGS: shower stuff, mentions of masturbation, mentions of sex, Jungkooks dick
A/N: cute filth.
Jungkook is completely inlove with your lips.
It's as if he can't get enough of them.
Whether it's a quick peck as you're leaving for work, a sweet kiss when you come back, a tender moment before bed and in the morning.
Or like right now; in the shower, his lips are always on yours.
He takes his time, trailing kisses all over your face and neck before finally meeting your lips. Even though the kisses are not necessarily passionate, they are enough to make you weak in the knees. Your hands finding comfort and hold on his chest.
"Kook," you whine, playfully chasing his lips as he pulls away to grab some of his 2 in 1 shampoo—the one you told him to throw away around 1000 times now because its just not good for his sensible skin.
"You said no more shower sex after we almost fell last time," he shrugs, his pouty lips taking center stage. "I respect that," he continues to pout.
You roll your eyes, raising your eyebrows. "Almost? We did fall, well, I did," you reply, crossing your arms in front of you and hiding your beautiful breasts from his view. Jungkooks eyes widen "i caught you!"
"I still hurt my hand!" You whine looking down at the small and barely noticeable skar on your palm.
Jungkook's playful demeanor disappeared as soon as you mentioned your hand. His concern was evident as he came over to you with his hair still full of shampoo and examined your hand. "Are you still hurting? Was it actually that bad?" he asked, his voice laced with nothing more than the worry of a loving boyfriend.
"Its barely noticeable anymore" You assured him that you were fine, taking the shower handle and motioning for him to sit down on the small sitting area in your shower. Jungkook was quick to oblige as he watches you wash his hair, giving him one of those nice scalp massages that he loved so much. The ones where you worked your hands up and down his nape, repeating the same thing below his ears.
The moment was sweet, almost domestic, with the water cascading down on both of you and giving the bathroom a dreamlike vibe.
As you worked on his hair, Jungkook couldn't help but sneak a peek at your boobs, how could he not? They were dangling right in front of his big eyes, begging to be noticed.
You turn off the water once you were done rinsing off his hair, "hows your leg doing?" You ask, grabbing your shower gel—the expensive one you forbid Jungkook to use, but you guess you could make an exception this time around.
Jungkook was quick to groan as he answered, "Babe, I told you, I'm fine again. Even the doctor told me it's as good as new." He feigned annoyance at your overly caring side, but in reality, he loved it so much.
"That's good then," you replied, planting a little kiss on his wet hair. You took a few extra moments to look at him, how could you not though? He looked like a wet puppy.
"Stand up, let me wash your body," you command playfully, making Jungkook giggle as he listens. You can't help but find the situation a little ironic, given that your smaller frame is bossing around his much bigger and buffer one.
"You're gonna clean me up?" he teases, a smirk on his face. You roll your eyes, "Believe me, it's more for me. I'm the one who sleeps next to you with my nose all up in your armpit," you pout, trying to mask your smile and laughter.
Jungkook steps away for a second, shaking his wet hair when a drop of water manages to sneak its way into his eye. "Hey! You're the one who wants to cuddle every night!"
You scoff, "Your version of cuddling is much, much closer than mine!"
Jungkook chooses to ignore your remark and instead decides to place his hands behind his head, watching you as you begin to wash his body.
"Don't forget my dick," he casually mentions, licking his lip and playing with his piercing, trying to tease you. "I jerked off earlier"
Your eyes go wide as you look at him in shock. "Really?" you ask incredulously, not really surprised at his remark but more that he'd mentioned it so casually.
After a moment of silence, you keep talking "But we had sex earlier, didn't I do a good job?" you asked in a hesitant tone. "You can tell me, I won't get sad or anything I just-" you added, stuttering a little.
Jungkook panicks as he seems to sense your unease and quickly interrupts you, "Relax bun, I was just teasing you. You don't have to worry about anything. But since you mentioned it, I think you were a-ma-zing," he said with a grin wiggling his brows.
"Meanie" you mutter under your breath.
Jungkook only chuckles, saying, "I love when you lick that spot underneath my balls-" but you're quick to cover his mouth, startled at his bold statement.
You look around the shower, as if someone was there listening in on your conversation. "Kook!" you exclaim, "Do you have to be so explicit? We're not exactly in the right setting here."
Jungkook purses his lip, "What? Am I not allowed to talk about what I like in bed?"
"It's just a bit weird when we're not, I don't know, in the mood?" You hit his chest, trying to explain yourself,
Jungkook just shrugs and leans in close to you, "Well, I'm hard now," he whispers, licking his lips suggestively, looking you up and down "and you're wet as fuck."
summary. you’re first date with jungkook and he’s picking you up on his motorcycle
pairings. biker!jungkook x reader (f)
genres/au. fluff, strangers to lovers, friends to lovers, college au
warnings. flirty jungkook, oc and jk touch each other (not sexual), poor attempt at motorcycle knowledge (my fault) T__T, if i missed anything pls lmk!!
word count. 1.6k
notes. first part!! and the beginning of a new series but with jungkook o.o i rly liked this one hehe, pls like and reblog if u enjoyed this !! also did y’all see jungkook’s promotion schedule photo bc W T F
[ series masterpost | masterlist ]
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you’re the girl he’s had a crush on since he saw you for the first time in the library on campus. you were wearing grey sweatpants and a random hoodie with your hair tied up in a low ponytail, your glasses framing your face in the most prettiest way. you were frantically typing and writing stuff down on your laptop, and when he had walked over to take a seat next to you— after the pep talk he had with himself— your notes still looked neat and colorful despite your distressed scribbling.
after he had the courage to tap you on the shoulder and start a conversation, you’ve both quickly became friends. it was surprising to see how well you both bonded together. and you’re not usually someone who makes friends so easily, it having to do with your shyness and social anxiety. but jungkook had a charm and such an easy-going personality that drew you in.
you’ve mostly hung out on campus, both of your schedules not aligning in your favors due to exam season. so your hangouts were located in the library most of the time. opting to studying together and just being satisfied basking in each others presence.
around the tenth hangout, jungkook asked you out on a date. you were working on a quiz and he was writing an essay when he slid a piece of paper over to you before he went back to typing on his laptop.
will you go out on a date with me this saturday?
check ☐ yes or ☐ yes :)
you would’ve said yes even if he gave you a ‘no’ option.
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a couple days later, before the weekend, he had walked you to the campus’s bus stop and waited with you. you had an evening class and it ended around eight, the blue sky now turning a shade darker as the minutes pass and it made you frown.
“how do you get home? you said you park in parking garage b and that’s across campus. you didn’t have to walk me here, although i really appreciate it.” you said, worried. from the eyes of others, jungkook looks tough, if his tattoos, piercings, fit figure had anything to go by. but you cared about him and it’s natural for you to be worried. anything could happen.
your concerns make him grin, he shoves his hands into the front pockets of his jeans.
“i’m okay, promise. and i ride my bike to get places.” he assures you.
you tilt your head, staring at him with curious eyes. “like a motorcycle?”
he nods, holding his small grin when he watches your eyes grow bigger.
you gasp, “really? you own a motorcycle?”
“yup, she’s my baby. got her when i turned 20. she’s precious to me.” he tells you before leaning down next to your ear. “but don’t worry you’re more precious.”
you didn’t have time to respond because your transportation pulls up and jungkook grabs your hand to walk you to the entrance of the bus.
-
jungkook arrived at your place a bit early but he couldn’t help it. he was excited. he had texted you he was here but told you not to rush.
he’s has never been this nervous in his life since having to tell his mom he wanted to major in computer science and not med school like she wanted. he’s nervous because he’s going on a date with you.
and you’re in your bedroom trying to gather your necessities into your shoulder bag, deciding to take a peek through your window that shows the front of your building and you’re able to see jungkook next to his bike.
he’s not sure how to stand when you walk out your door. should he lean against his bike with his arms crossed? he almost decided to just sit on it but why if he’s going to get off anyways to greet you. should he pretend he’s on his phone until he sees you?
“kook!”
he is shaken out of his internal turmoil when he spots you lightly jogging up to him, a radiant smile lighting up your entire face with warmth and joy.
“sorry, did i make you wait?” she brushes a few strands of hair out of her face, peering up at him with guilt and curiosity with the shiny black bike next to him.
he quickly shakes his head. “no, i wasn’t waiting long. don’t worry.” he assured you.
“you look pretty.” jungkook compliments you, scanning your features with the same grin he had when he had asked you out on a date.
you blush, “thank you, you too. i mean, you look really really handsome.”
his eyes crinkled at the edges and the corners of his lips turned upwards. his lip piercings shining and glaring from the sunlight, almost blinding you.
he notices you staring at his bike with interest.
“you nervous?”
“yeah.” you admit, sheepishly smiling.
you watch as jungkook unzips his leather jacket and sliding it off before he makes his way to you. he helps you slide off your bag before helping you slide your arms in the sleeves. his smell and the soft scent of his cologne makes you feel giddy inside and makes your heart hammer.
“i’ll ride slow, i have precious cargo today.” he responds, zipping the jacket up and grabbing all your hair from out the jacket. an action that makes your heart beat louder out of your chest.
you slide your bag back over your head to rest on your shoulder as you watch jungkook grab the helmet that rested on the back of his bike.
“did the bike come with an extra helmet?” you question, genuinely curious.
he’s careful to not mess up your hair as he slides the helmet over your head, and strapping it on.
he hums before he responds. “no, i bought it yesterday.” he tightens a strap, then asking if it was too tight, you said no.
“you bought it for me?”
“i told you, i have precious cargo. can’t have nothing happen to you.” he finishes making sure your helmet was secured, lightly patting the top of it before he slid his on.
watching jungkook do his thing and putting on his gloves was kind of hot…okay, really hot.
jungkook gets on first, kicking the kick stand off the ground and holds out his gloved hand for you to take. giving your hand a squeeze as he notices your small steps before you climb on behind him. instantly wrapping your arms around his tiny waist, when you tightened your grasp you were able to feel the sculpted muscles underneath his t-shirt. only making you intrigued on what’s hiding beneath the thin cotton fabric.
“hold on to me okay, squeeze me if anything.” he tells you softly, but you know he’s serious.
-
the sound of his motorcycle coming to life was like a breath of fresh air. in fact, his frequent gentle touches at stop lights were everything calming and you appreciated it.
the light just turned red and jungkook slows down to a stop. your knees rested against his hips as your arms circled his waist, both your hands linked together. he frees his hands from the handle bars to rest on your hands, giving them a squeeze.
and god, you’re very thankful for this helmet that’s hiding your red face and your embarrassingly huge smile.
his hands then roam to your knees then down your shins, patting a rhythm and then running over your denim covered leg soothingly.
is he doing this to make you go crazy? cause it’s working.
you’re not sure if it was the coffee you had this morning or his touches that boosted this sudden confidence but your hands loosened around his hips and gripped them. squeezing where his bare skin ends and you feel the hem of his black jeans.
jungkook places a hand over yours, not letting your hands move anywhere else. he wants yours to stay where it’s at for the moment.
he tilts his head back. “you doing okay?”
you nod, “yeah, you’re a safe driver. five stars.” you joke.
he chuckles at that and the light turns green.
-
he took you to a dog cafe. not just any dog cafe, but a corgi cafe. you didn’t even know this cafe existed. oh but through the big window in the front of the building, seeing the few corgis you could see, you wanted to burst with excitement.
“you like corgis?” he asks, pointing to the pen that’s in your hand with an acrylic artwork of a corgi at the end. you had bought it at a stationery store a few weeks ago.
your lips curve upward into a small but genuine smile. “yeah, they’re my favorite dogs.”
he smiles with you, mentally storing that information into his brain.
“you haven’t been here before have you?” he asks nervously, helping you off the bike and unstrapping your helmet. he helps you fix your hair and brushes back a few strands.
you shake your head. “no, i didn’t even know a corgi cafe existed here.”
“good, i was worried you’ve already been here.” he holds his hand out for you to take, in which you did.
you’re swaying on your feet unconsciously, switching gazes from the nervous boy and the sight of a freaking corgi cafe in front of you.
but jungkook notices you.
he hums out, “come on pretty, don’t wanna keep you out too late.”
summary: in which jungkook’s new lip piercing makes you want to cry, and he can’t live without you.
> fluff / word count: 1.4k
> warnings: mention of or*l (f. receiving)
> in which masterlist!
note: heh surprise :D my impulsive, jungkook lover brain couldn’t resist so here’s a little something 🥲
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“why are you looking at me like that?” jungkook nervously asks as the excited beam lighting him up gradually fades. “do you not like it?”
you remain speechless with an unreadable expression written on your face. dumbly staring at the lower right corner of his lips, it is adorned with yet another piercing that makes your boyfriend appear more enchantingly attractive in your eyes — which are, by the way, currently blurry and dazed. your brain is still fuzzy around the edges, short circuiting the longer you observe the silver stud.
it infuriates you, almost, how he still manages to effortlessly drive you crazier for him five years later.
it’s extremely rare for you to fall asleep before 10pm, and to be frank, you hate him for waking you up because you know you won’t be able to go back to sleep until 3am no matter how tired you are. and you’re still not quite certain if you’ve already registered that your consciousness has been rudely pulled back into reality; because then again, you’ve always been obsessed with his lip ring, maybe unhealthily so, and it wouldn’t be a stretch to assume that you’d dream of him surprising you with a new piercing just under it.
however, there is a particular reason that holds you back from strongly wishing for that to come true.
“but you loved the ring, even the eyebrow ones… did i pick an ugly placement this time?” he wonders out loud with a frown, confused that his surprise didn’t receive the type of reaction he expected.
when he tries hard enough, he can picture them vivid enough to draw from memory… your eyes glittering with awe and adoration each time he presented himself with a new piercing or tattoo. you, showering him with love and praises that erased every ounce of anxiety he had about his life-altering decisions that usually came in the aftermath. what others would call impulsiveness, you named his fearless self-expression.
“ow- ouch- baby! what the hell? what was that for?”
with doe eyes struck by headlights, he gapes at you in surprise as he rubs his poor shoulder that was slapped without warning.
“why did you get it there? we’re not allowed to make out again until it’s healed!” you pettily complain with a drawn-out whine, knees bumping against his thighs as you bounce your crossed legs in bitter vexation.
“oh, shit.”
in real time, you witness the realization comically dawn on jungkook’s face, flabbergasted that in the thick haze of his excitement, he forgot about this excruciating restriction during the extended healing process. in his defense, it’s been forever since he got his first lip piercing.
oh, he’s in so much trouble.
he stares back at you, frozen and unblinking as he slowly speaks with a guilty wince. “ahh, you’re right… i must be out of my mind… i can’t eat you out, too… fuck, how did i survive this back then?”
the genuine innocence lacing his voice only fuels your urge to curl into a ball and cry in frustration. yearning for his touch while he’s not physically present is one thing, but this is much, much worse.
“stop talking.” you glare at him, angry eyebrows contrasting the puffiness of your face caused by sleep.
“you’re so adorable.” the endearing sight elicits a breathy chuckle from him, followed by a small whimper triggered by the pain that spreads on the lower part of his face immediately after. he brushes it off without care, muttering quietly- “come here.”
he carefully guides you to sit on his lap, sinking further into the soft mattress with your weight added on top of him. and for tonight, you allow him to manhandle you as he likes, not having the energy to jokingly pretend to argue with him. you wrap your arms around his neck to pull yourself closer to him, only realizing how much you’ve missed him now that you’re skin-to-skin.
“don’t be upset, baby. i’m sorry.” he sweetly coaxes you into a better mood. “i will make it up to you after. i promise. i always do, right?”
with drowsy eyes still trained on the new jewelry that shines from the light of the night lamp, you sniffle and pout at him.
“and we can still do this, remember?”
the world becomes still and quiet, and the oxygen gets trapped in your lungs when jungkook holds your face in between his warm hands, crossing the short distance between you. your eyelids slowly flutter shut, lashes kissing your cheeks as his lips softly brush against yours. languid and tender, slightly sticky from your sleeping mask that smells like candy. he ends the blissful moment too soon with a gentle pucker of his lips, leaving you with a simple peck that will haunt your mind for the weeks to come, as if you’re a teenager who just had their first kiss in the middle of the dance floor.
“hmm, see, baby? not bad?” he says quietly, pads of his thumbs tenderly stroking the apple of your cheeks.
jungkook is too persuasive for his own good. the memories of you suffering last time are clouded with the new sweet memory he just orchestrated, and you’re almost convinced that it truly might not be that bad after all.
“but we need to be veeery careful like that for now, understand? so it’ll stop hurting and heal fast.”
and just like that, you’re a little more awake.
“does it hurt a lot? did you bleed a lot?”
hearing him say that he’s in pain made you worriedly react within a split second. his heart melts, and then breaks into two as he gathers all the self-control in his body not to pepper your face with kisses like he usually does.
“the piercer was good and quick, i didn’t feel a thing. but i’m definitely feeling something now.” he shakes his head, uttering the last sentence humorously.
“of course, it hurts now. you won’t stop moving… let me see.” you scold him with a roll of your eyes, slightly turning his head by the back of his ear to have a better view of the swollen flesh around the piercing.
“how is it doing?” he inquires after a few beats, curious and impatient with your silence.
and that’s when he sees that look on your face, the glittering eyes he was anticipating to meet since he finished his appointment the morning before. you grin from ear to ear, scrunching your nose cutely before giggles bubble from your chest. sheepish with your transparent delight, you hide your face in the crook of his neck, tickling him with your every exhale.
“my boyfriend is so cool, and so handsome. i’m so lucky and proud.”
that’s him. that could only be him.
jungkook, despite being elated by the compliments, can only muster a small shy smile. he carresses your hair lovingly, securing his tattooed arm around you as you threaten to slip off from his lap.
“really?”
“hm, i like it. so much…” you hum, planting a chaste kiss to the sensitive spot on his neck. “you’re always putting me through this, making me want to kiss you more all the time. this is so unfair.”
“baby, please. behave for me?” he mutters, squeezing his eyes shut as if he’s in unmaginable pain. in his dramatic mind, currently flooded with love chemicals, he is. “if you keep talking like that, i will really end up risking an infection.”
you lift up your head to show him a grimace of disgust. “ew, pull it together. i wouldn’t want to kiss you with that.”
“tsk, you’re such a brat.” he calls you out with a pointed look, lightly smacking your thigh, revealed by your shorts that has further ridden up, before kneading the soft flesh under his large palm to soothe it.
you teasingly stick out your tongue in response, breaking out into laughter. and not so subtly, you squeeze your thighs together, grasping his wrist in a futile attempt to control the frenzied butterflies fluttering in your stomach.
“have you cleaned it?”
“not yet.”
“then let’s do it. i’ll help you.” you climb off his lap as you eagerly tug at his arm, planting your feet firmly on the ground. “love, hurry- hurry. i want to see it in better lighting.”
exhausted after an eventful day, jungkook limply flops down, occupying the side of the bed that you’ve kindly warmed up. “you can go ahead. i’ll follow you after five minutes.”
“ugh, no, you won’t. you’ll fall asleep if you keep your eyes closed for another thirty seconds, and then i’ll have to wake you up.”
he pops one eye open, and then another, meeting your affectionate gaze with a silly grin because damn, you know him so well.
“i love you… don’t ever leave me. i think i’d seriously die without you.”
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HI LATI CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR MILESTONE! can i request jk smut drabble with a prompt “My tongue still remembers the way you taste.” lemme eat that pussy out yeah 🤭
taste | jjk (m)
>> pairing jungkook x fem!reader
>> genre/au's college reunion AU | smut
>> summary jungkook shows you what he's been missing at the college reunion.
>> word count 1.9k
>> warnings oral (f. receiving) | hair pulling | slight exhibitionism | ft. taehyung & jimin
>> author's note hi anoniieeee!! i hope you enjoy this and thank you for requesting <3
[keep in mind that i do not have taglists for request, and prompts are marked in bold! thank you.]
Since you left college, you had never expected to come back. Reunions were always a bit silly in your eyes, the mere thought of seeing everyone again and hearing them babble on how perfect their life is made you want to stay home.
Although, Jimin was a pro in convincing you. It took him merely three words to get you in the car with him and towards where the reunion was held.
“Who are you most excited to see again?” Jimin asks, smiling with his pearly whites as he glances towards you before averting his gaze towards the road.
“No one.” Jimin gasps, turning it to a high pitched laugh. He isn’t surprised by your answer, you were never really the type of person to hold on to people from college, except Jimin but you’re living with the guy.
“You sure about that? I heard from Taehyung that Jungkook is stopping by.”
Your eyes pop out by the name. Jeon Jungkook. One of the greatest swimmers at your college — also, the one you found yourself hooking up with a bit too much during college.
Some would say it was a friends with benefits situation, others that you were dating but you frankly didn’t care. Jungkook and you had a lot of fun and that’s all that mattered. It didn’t really surprise you when you parted ways after college, losing complete touch. After all, he was moving to the States to pursue his swimming career, and you stayed and moved in with Jimin not long after.
Either way, Jungkook was a fun college experience, and that’s all there was to it. Yet for some odd reason, your stomach is acting up at the mere thought of seeing him again after so many years.
“Interesting.” You answer in a monotone voice, not wanting Jimin to read on too fast that you’re kind of excited now for this reunion.
“Taehyung and I already betted some money on if you and Jungkook get together after the reunion.” You shake your head, laughing at the stupidity of Jimin and Taehyung as a duo. It doesn’t even surprise you that they made a whole bet about this, after all they were the victims when it came to you and Jungkook sneaking around.
Time surely passed quickly, Jimin already put the car to a stop in front of the building where a huge sign indicated this was the right place.
Surprisingly the inside is crowded, it almost astounds you because, were there really that many people in your college? You weren’t exactly one to fill yourself up with crowds, Jimin the same which explains how he dragged you directly to Taehyung and Jungkook the moment you stepped inside.
At first you can’t even recognize Jungkook. His hair is shorter than last you saw him, dyed in a minty color and he has a lip piercing. You scold yourself internally for imagining what that would feel like against your bare—
“Wow, can’t believe you’re here!” Jungkook jokes, knowing you’re not fond of social gatherings.
“Shut up, Jeon.” You roll your eyes, Jungkook laughing as he grabs onto your waist, pulling you in for a hug. Before you pull away, Jungkook lowers his head for his lips to reach your ear.
“You look fucking great.” He whispers, letting you retract right after. You gulp down, hating yourself for being affected when you haven’t seen Jungkook for years. Yet here you are, finding yourself getting hot and bothered over a simple compliment, while Jungkook acts as if nothing happened.
“I’m gonna take a look around, see you later.” You say to Jimin, excusing yourself to wander around the place.
There’s apparently a second floor, filled with empty spaces, some rooms are locked while others are free to use.
“Did you find something interesting?” You halt in your tracks, recognizing the voice. Of course he followed you.
“Just looking, Jeon.” You look back, smiling innocently, returning back to walking further down the hallway, hearing a huff behind you before he joins you in rapid steps.
“So… how are you? It’s been a while.” Jungkook tucks his hands in his pants, smiling in your direction while you slow in your steps.
“I’m okay. How about you? With swimming and everything?” You let it slip, proving you remember how Jungkook was the best swimmer back in college. A minor detail as such, makes Jungkook’s eyes light up before he gives you an answer.
“It was fun, I’m doing coaching now for professionals.” The news surprise you. Jungkook doesn’t swim anymore?
“You don’t swim anymore?” You ask with caution, scared that it’s a sensitive topic.
“I do! I just fell in love with helping out young boys who are thriving after becoming the best. I don’t know, it just makes sense for me to help them.” Jungkook’s smile never fades when he talks about his job, and your heart might’ve swooned over how soft he sounds.
“That’s amazing Jungkook.” You respond, both of you finally reaching the end of the hall. To the right there’s an empty office, the only furniture inside the room is a table.
“Well, we should head ba–”
“Do you ever think about back then?” Jungkook surprises you with the question. You can’t exactly lie and tell him no. Sometimes it just slipped your mind whenever you had some time alone, thinking back to everything you and Jungkook did.
“Maybe…” You grin when Jungkook begins to frown, not exactly content with your answer.
Instead, he steps closer. “Maybe? Doesn’t exactly sound like a no.” He sounds hopeful.
“Jeon, why are you—”
“I’ve missed you, isn’t it obvious enough?” Okay, so maybe you’ve lied a bit. There might’ve been a bit more between you and Jungkook than just casual sex. But, it would’ve never worked out so you kept it as it was.
“Is this your way of flirting with me?” You suggest, hoping he’s simply trying to relieve some old memories.
“Why? Is it working?” He smirks, humor laced in his tone to state that he was obviously flirting with you.
“I don’t know… What else have you missed about me?” You’re testing him. He catches on quickly, pondering to drag out the time between you.
“The way you taste.” He steps closer, his lips able to brush against yours.
“You can’t miss something you don’t remember. Jungkook, that was a long time ago.” You try to explain, fighting off how your underwear is becoming damp by his words.
“Trust me, my tongue still remembers the way you taste.” Your breath hitches at his words.
“Holy shi—” Jungkook cuts you off, kissing you without a second's doubt. The way he kisses is just as you remember, gentle yet with a rough pull. His hands are roaming on your back, shamefully grabbing your ass to pull you against his hard on.
Before you can grab onto his hair, he pulls away, resting his forehead against yours. “Tell me you missed this.” He breathes out, his eyes searching for an answer while you contemplate what to say.
“I—” You hesitate. “Fuck. I did. I did miss this.” You answer truthfully, Jungkook lips capturing yours once more, this time with a goal.
Somehow he manages to push you inside the empty office, forcing you to sit down on the desk while he hovers above you, clutching his hands on your ass.
You truly wouldn’t mind if Jungkook fucked you right here, even though anyone could walk upstairs and hear it. Then again, you’ve done way worse in college.
Patiently waiting for Jungkook to ask you if you want this, it doesn’t happen. Instead, Jungkook pulls away, staring you down before he drops down on his knees.
His hands are now on your thighs, spreading them apart as his palm feels warm against your exposed skin. It’s easy for him to have access, simply pulling the fabric of your dress until he sees your covered core.
Jungkook looks up, noticing how he’s stunned you with his sudden action. Your breaths have shortened, hands clutching on the edge of the desk. You want this. Jungkook can easily tell.
So, he proceeds, licking his lips before he peppers your thighs with kisses, some with small bites to them. The action sends an unexpected rush to your core, making you whine. You can see the shape of Jungkook’s smirk as he continues, moving upwards, his face almost disappearing under your dress.
Jungkook used to tease you a lot during college. He loved to rile you up and make you beg, which is why you’re expecting him to do the same now — but he doesn’t.
He seems rather impatient, tucking your underwear down, instead of kissing you above the fabric like he used to. It’s new, seeing Jungkook like this but fuck, you love it.
After grabbing a hold of your underwear, Jungkook just goes for it. The action catches you off guard, his tongue tracing every inch on you.
“S–Shit.” You gasp, your hand reaching for Jungkook’s minty hair, pulling it with every movement of his tongue on you.
It’s hard to pinpoint how it feels, as you’re too overwhelmed by the situation in the first place. You just can’t believe that Jeon motherfucking Jungkook is on his knees for you.
You throw your head back, the feeling intensifying when his lips wrap around your clit, sucking it gently. Slowly with time, the room begins to fill with your moans and Jungkook groaning against your mouth whenever you grind down on his tongue, desperate for more of him.
It’s not until Jungkook adds his fingers that you feel that familiar pit in your stomach growing. Jungkook is eating you out like he’s been craving it all this time, not caring how loud his tongue is against your core with every lick.
Jungkook’s fingers slide in with ease, finding your g-spot easily while his mouth continues to suck down on your clit. When your orgasm starts to near, you feel yourself clench against his fingers, aching for the release that’s nearing.
What surprises you more is Jungkook accidentally whining against your core when you continue to clench. Fuck, he’d do anything to fuck you right here, feel you clench against his cock instead of his fingers — but time is ticking and for now, Jungkook just wants you to finish all over his tongue.
When your orgasm is on the brink of releasing itself, Jungkook pulls out his fingers, his tongue replacing your hole, while his nose rubs against your clit with every buck of your hips. The new sensation is the last push you need, finishing on Jungkook’s tongue with a high pitched moan and a harsh grip to his hair.
It takes a minute for you to collect yourself, breathing out while Jungkook slowly removes himself. Half of his face is covered in your slick, the view arousing you, despite you just having an orgasm a second ago.
“Holy fuck.” You say, trying to catch your breath.
“Just as I remember.” Jungkook says to himself, guiding you back to his earlier comment about how he remembered how you tasted.
“You’re crazy, you know that?”
“You flatter me, should we join the guys?” Jungkook suggests, completely ignoring how he’s half hard after eating you out.
“What about you?” You ask, moving your hands towards his belt, indicating you’d love to help him out.
“Trust me, the minute we’re out of here, I’m gonna fuck you.” He promises, winking before he grabs onto you and leads you out of the office.
Now there’s only one thought left wandering in your head, how much did Taehyung and Jimin bet?
Yes, it’s more healthier to talk and work your problems out like grownups. But you both were very stubborn to actually come to an agreement, so you both would fuck it out instead. Letting all the anger and frustration out.
It’s how you did things. You both were okay with that, because after you both fucked the shit out of each other, you could actually laugh and talk about your problems on a more lighter note.
It was a win win situation for both of you.
So when Jungkook walks into the living room and notices you laying on the sofa with your book in hand, totally ignoring his presence, did he know his favourite hobby was slowly approaching.
He watches you from a distance for a while, before he slowly walks up behind the sofa, studying your face.
You were still pissed, as he expected.
Jungkooks smirk on his face is evident when he says, “You still mad at me?” His tone teasing and cocky. He uses his hands to lean against the back of the sofa as you lay down on it continuing reading your book.
You can feel his eyes on you, never leaving your position on the sofa. His black hair hanging in front of him as he looks down at you, watching as you make it your point to ignore him as you continue to read your book. The words on the pages leaving your head as soon as you read it.
“Y/N, you can’t ignore me forever” he comments after a moment of silence.
He knows how this goes.
You are mad, will ignore him for a little while,let him tease and try to make up with you, but he knows it’s mostly an act. Foreplay if you will.
Yes you might actually be mad, but you and him both know you can’t resist him, as he can’t with you.
His tongue pokes his cheek when you offer him more silence.
If it’s one thing you know about Jungkook it’s that he hates to be ignored, especially by you.
It’s not that you planned to ignore him after your argument, but his teasing tone and his cocky look on his face made you reconsider.
Plus, you have fun making him annoyed, and your silent treatment is doing the job.
Your eyes follow Jungkook as he slowly makes his way around to the sofa, sitting just by your feet.
His bare torso almost teasing you as you watch him behind the pages of your book.
This is the first time you’ve seen Jungkook today, despite your argument that you had a few hours prior.
You can tell he’s been in the gym, his wet hair full proof.
When Jungkook gets tired of the games and you ignoring him, does he dryly say, “We gonna fuck or what?”
You immediately put your book down discarding it almost instantly on the floor beside you.
“Are you serious? After what you said, you can fuck yourself”
“You said some things too baby” his black inked hand works it’s way up your bare leg, gently stoking it back and forth. You give him another scoff as you nudge him off of you.
“How about you come sit on my lap and we can talk about it huh?” He pats his thighs, the light fabric of his joggers easily outlining the print of his dick. “I can tell you’ve got some more things you want to say”
You hate yourself for already being wet. You can’t help it when he says things like that, especially when he’s got his shirt off and his dick is visible under his sweats.
When you make no move to sit on his lap, despite your wet pussy pleading for you to, Jungkook looks at you with a raised brow and his tongue in his cheek as his eyes gesture down to his lap before looking at you again with the same intense stare.
“Now, y/n”
You find yourself on his lap, his hardening cock right under your pussy as he holds both of your hands in his, gently playing with them.
“Why do you have to be so stubborn huh? Making it so hard to just talk to you” he tilts his head as he watches you, his eyes taking in every feature on your pretty face.
Your breath hitches when his hands leave yours and make its way to your clothed pussy as his fingers rub you through your cotton panties.
“Is it because you wanted to piss me off just so I could fuck you how you like?” His voice is low and teasing which makes your pussy throb.
When you don’t reply, just heavy breaths, he adds more force as he continues to rub you.
“Answer me” he demands which earns a mumbled ‘yes’ with a whiny moan that slips out of your mouth.
He smiles in response already knowing your intentions.
He moves your panties to the side as his two fingers circle around your entrance.
“You’re already so wet princess”
You gasp and lean onto him, wrapping your arms around his neck as his fingers slip inside you.
It’s your soft moans that make Jungkook go crazy every time, making him want to give you the world, the galaxy, and more.
But for now he’ll just stick to sending you there, to that galaxy he speaks of as his fingers quicken in pace, curving so it hits that spot he knows will have you seeing stars.
“I’m sorry for saying what I said during our argument baby, let me make it up to you?” He nuzzles his nose into your neck as he takes in your sweet smell that he’s obsessed with - He’s obsessed with everything that is you. He then litters a few kisses working his way up to your jaw.
You’re already a whiny mess as you can feel your orgasm approach, despite his fingers working in you for a short amount of time.
“Jungkook” you plead as his lips find their way to yours as he catches your moans in his mouth.
“I want you to cum for me” he tells you before kissing you more harshly as you hurriedly nod.
It doesn’t take you that long after that to come undone around his fingers. Your breathing quickening and your head resting against his bare chest.
He removes his fingers from inside you to suck on them, the taste of you making him eager to try more.
“Lay down for me” he taps your ass in an attempt to catch your attention. You’re not surprised that he’s not finished yet, at least your breathing is returning back to normal.
“Let me clean you up”
You don’t have enough time to register what he’s saying as he suddenly lifts you up off of his lap and lays you down on the sofa.
“Kook, I’m still sensitive” you mumble, watching him pull your wet panties down as his eyes darkly watch you under him.
“I know, I’ll go easy I promise” he kisses your inner thigh, littering kisses that work their way towards your bare pussy. He leans back, admiring you and your wet cunt before he leans back in.
The kiss he gives to your clit makes you gasp, before his lips softly suck on it that almost has you fighting for air.
You grab his hair, tugging on it as his tongue continues to circle your clit before sucking on it again.
“Hmm” the vibrations cause your thighs to close in against his head as you try to fight away the pleasure that is becoming unbearable.
“Don’t fight it baby, let me show you how sorry I am” he sends a lick to your pussy before he starts to make out with it.
You’re a scrambling mess, so much so that Jungkook has to hold you down on your stomach with his hand while the other holds your thigh apart, so he has better access.
His tongue enters your hole and his hand works its way up to your breast to fondle with it. You look down and watch as his eyes are fixated on you.
His intense stare alone can send you over, but the added sight of him eating you out is enough to make you cum again.
Your hands use his hair to guide him through your orgasm, his mouth not showing you any mercy as your body begins to jerk.
“Fuck fuck fuck” your grip on his hair tightens, but that only makes him hum against you.
“Hmm”
Your eyes roll back and you can swear you can see stars.
Jungkook licks off the mess he created, again, as you lay there wondering how you’re going to make it through the night because you know Jungkook has more planned.
“You with me baby?” He hovers over your tired body as his hand comes up to stroke your flushed cheek.
His mouth and chin glistens with your juices and you’re eager to taste yourself.
You nod, pulling him down for a kiss. Your hand makes its way inside his joggers, his boxers fully discarded after his shower, not long after he came back from the gym. You stroke him back and forth, a quiet moan escaping his lips as he continues to kiss you.
You’re already eager to have him inside of you. Despite you and your pussy being tired, the feel of his cock in your hand only makes you want him inside of you.
You pull him completely out of his sweats, moaning at the way he sucks on your bottom lip.
His red tip is already rested against your swollen pussy, you guiding him up and down while your free hand strokes his muscular back.
“Stop teasing and let me feel you” he mumbles against your lips.
You chuckle at that and let him inside.
Both of your moans fill the room as you both feel each other. His cock is stretching you out and you try to prepare yourself for the orgasm he’s going to give you, because he already had you exhausted and those were just his two fingers.
You watch Jungkook as he licks his lips and bites them, he’s watching as he goes in and out of you. His pace is slow, allowing you to get used to his length for now, you know it won’t last long though.
His thumb comes up to your mouth as you slowly suck on it, both of your eyes never leaving each other as his cock continues to give you long, slow strokes.
“I’m sorry beautiful” he tells you again, he really wants you to know how sorry he is.
His pace is still slow, but the added force he gives when his full cock is inside you has you gasping for air.
“I’m so, so sorry” his thumb leaves your mouth and works its way down to your pussy as he softly rubs it.
“I don’t ever want to make you feel sad or angry, those aren’t my intentions baby”
You clench around him as you listen to his words. You’re so fucked out that you can’t even form your own sentence, just whiny mumbles and moans.
Hearing your moans causes him to quicken his pace. That and the feel of his balls slapping against your ass has you a mess as words scramble out of your mouth.
Your legs wrap around his waist as his cock hits your spot each time it goes in you.
Your juices can be heard amongst the sound of his balls slapping against your skin, and your moans, along with his grunts.
“I’m sorry” you choke out, knowing you had some part of the argument too.
“I know baby, I know”
He repeatedly lets his length leave your pussy, just the tip inside before he slams into you. His movement along with the added force makes both of you groan.
“Jungkook” you choke out. His movements becoming so forceful that your body starts to jolt in its position on the sofa.
His hand comes up to your neck as it wraps around it causing you to roll your eyes in pleasure.
“So what was you saying before huh. I can fuck myself? why would I do that when you do it better baby?”
You don’t answer him, your words getting caught in your throat as he continues to ram into you.
“Look at how well you’re taking me” he grabs onto your waist with both of his hands, lifting you up slightly as he slows down his movements, but still fills you up completely with his cock.
“Such a good girl”
“Hmm fuck” you feel your third orgasm approach.
Jungkook hungrily fucks you as he feels you nearly there. His thumb rubs your wet cunt as you shut your eyes.
“Open your eyes”
Your eyes open despite them fighting to stay closed, your tiredness quickly taking over as he continues to fuck the shit out of your slumped body.
You’re sure his eyes have never left you. His hair is a mess that falls in-front of him as he leans over you, him still looking insanely good. His eyebrows are furrowed as he concentrates on giving you another orgasm. His own starting to approach. And his bottom lip between his teeth as he watches your face screw in pleasure.
Your face alone can make him cum right now, it’s enough to send him over the edge. But he’d hate himself if he deprived you of an orgasm.
“Cum for me baby” he watches you in all your glory as you whimper, your orgasm approaching fast.
“P-please, fuck” you cum around his cock when it hits your spot. You can still feel him working inside you as you come down from your orgasm. Him still forceful with his movements as he chases his high.
Your pussy is a throbbing mess, it clenching now and then around his dick. Your juices have surely made its way to your sofa, luckily it’s leather.
“Kook” you’re becoming sensitive and his cock is too much for you to take anymore. You reach down and stroke him while his cock continues to go in and out of you. You can feel your wetness on him which eggs you to tighten your grip around him.
“F-fuck” he watches your hand move along his length as the rest of him feels the warmth of your insides.
Your free hand moves to his hair, pushing back the strands that have fallen down as you feel him cum inside of you.
His body slumps against yours, being careful not to hurt you as you both try to control your breathing. Your hand running up and down his back, a kiss being delivered to his shoulder.
If sex was going to be like that, you want to argue more often.
Bonny the antique store au (? Idk it seems like a good explanation) seems great I'm a slut for those types of relationships and au 😩 are you maybe going to write this? Bc i would love to read even a little drabble of them
I guess we can start with drabbles for them? Dunno, the AU doesnt even have a name yet...
"Hel~lo!" You chirp, hands on the counter he works behind as he turns around to face you, putting down any flowers he'd had in his hands until now. "You left this at Jimin's yesterday!" You tell him, holding out a small white plastic bag, almost knocking over a box with business cards.
"What's that?" He wonders, taking the bag from you with both hands a lot more carefully, looking inside it.
"Care stuff, for your Tattoo!" You tell him. "There's a small bottle with lotion for it, you should use it as soon as the protection skin comes off." You explain him, looking around the shop.
"Oh. Thanks, I guess I forgot to take the bag with me after." He chuckles, bowing a bit politely as he places the bag down under the counter until he'll finish his shift later on. "Thanks for bringing it over, you didn't have to." He thanks, and you nod.
"I know, but I wanted to." You shrug, before there's a more impish grin growing on your face. "Buuut..." You start, and he crosses his arms with a smile, leaning back. "Say, you wouldn't be able to maybe.. put the giant ass duck down in the antique shop somewhere where no one would immediately see it? You know?" You try to sweet-talk, and he laughs.
"Just ask me to hold it back for you to buy later." He says, but you visibly deflate at that.
"No, Jimin's gonna get mad." You huff. "I've got too many kid-stuff at home already, he told me I'm not allowed to spend any more money on that shit." You mumble, crossing your arms as well now.
"But you're an adult, no?" Jungkook says, walking around the counter to get closer to a specific bucket full of pink roses, picking some of them up before his hands reach for other smaller flowers and décor, creating a tiny simple bouquet in his hands, ink on his fingers familiar to you. "You can choose what you want to do. And if those things make you happy, why deny them yourself?" He wonders.
"Cause it's dumb." You shrug. "Just like my dresses, and my skirts, and cat-shaped dishes at home." You say. "It's not a good use of money-" You start, when suddenly, he's close to you, hands moving yours to hold onto the small bouquet, his own fingers wrapping yours around the stems of the flowers bound together by simple brown string.
"Like I said. If you use it for things that make you happy-" He tells you, before looking from your hands to your eyes. "-then it's not wasted." He smiles, making you awfully shy. "I'll call my mom to put it in the back for now, so no one buys it. Alright?" Jungkook asks, and you nod almost in trance. It's like his earrings are hypnotizing you, the silver ring decorating his lower lip singing you a siren song.
"If you have a girlfriend- or boyfriend- can you like, tell me right now?" You ask, and his eyes widen, caught off guard.
"Hm? I don't- but why're you asking?" He wonders, trying to laugh off the sudden surprise.
"Cause you're making me grow one giant crush on you." You bluntly reveal, and he can't help but throw back his head, laughing freely.
You're really something else.
And he can't help but feel as if this 'crush' might just bloom in his heart as well.
𓆩♡𓆪 “damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing,” – jock!jk
·˚ ༘ 💌 TAGS — soft smut, unprotected sex, creampies, riding cowgirl style, thank u anons for ideas, love making by the fireplace bruh, moonbyul being cute asf, reader is a happy bean, blowjobs (sorta?), slight somnophilia, some dirty talking, jk being a girl dad, oc is a good mommy, daddy kink n her cute potty mouth
You’re in the kitchen at around six in the morning happily humming and swaying your hips to the low music you have playing in the background. You were making soft fluffy souffle pancakes in the shape of hearts. You had a plate of fruit already cut up in cute little shapes like stars, hearts, and flowers. Excitement filled your entire being with every pancake you stacked on the tray.
Orange juice? Check. Whipped cream? Check. You turned off the stove and pursed your lips in confusion, “What am I forgetting..” You trail off as you look around the kitchen. “Oh!” You cheekily tuck the syrup in the waistband of your thong under the silky pink robe you were wearing.
You hurriedly stack the stuff onto the large breakfast tray and hurry upstairs, tiptoeing into the room and setting the breakfast down on your vanity table. Jungkook was still sound asleep with his arm outstretched on your side of the bed. He looked so cute and handsome in his sleep you couldn’t help the tiny coo you let out as you crawled onto the bed slowly, hiding yourself under the blankets and making your way to him.
He was sporting his usual morning wood inside his Clavin Klein boxers that hung low on his hips, the mere outline of his thick cock hidden away had your mouth watering as you gently peeled his boxers down. Just enough to have his cock slipping out for you as you eagerly wrapped your pretty little manicured hand around it and gently pumped it.
His cock twitched in interest but it was a bit too dry for your liking, so you leaned down to wrap your lips around the tip. You tongued at the slit and softly moaned at the musky taste, he had you arching for no damn reason with your ass in the air, swaying side to side to cool that little ache you felt in your poor little pussy.
Jungkook stirred a tiny bit in his sleep with his face scrunching up in pleasure. You were a tiny bit worried he’d wake up so early into the surprise as you desperately wanted to wake him up right at the good part. Your eyes fluttered closed and you happily fell into a calm tempo, bobbing your head slowly as you coated every inch of his fat cock with your saliva.
He hit the back of your throat a few times making your eyes water occasionally. You noisily swallowed around his cock, causing him to moan in his sleep whenever your throat constricted around him. Your cunt ached to be filled with something and you were beginning to lose your patience, bobbing your head faster and sucking a bit more harsher.
Jungkook groaned low and started shifting, making you panic a little as you pulled off his cock with a wet pop and waited. Jungkook settled back into sleep and you let out a soft sigh of relief. “Mmm.. not fair.” You mumble out as you go back down, slobbering all over him as you slurped pretty loudly.
You pulled away after a few more seconds and started crawling up his body, tossing both thighs over him as you straddled him. Jungkook’s eyes fluttered open in confusion as he blinked, “y/n?” He rasps out as he slowly lifts the blanket off of him, a bit worried about the lump lingering over him.
“Hi.” You softly say as you pop out with glossy lips.
It takes him a few minutes to realize that a.) his cock is out, b.) it’s wet, and finally c.) he’s fucking rock hard. His eyes drop down to where your pretty tits hang before him, sitting in your silky pink robe threatening to spill out with a hint of nipple. Your eyes are glossed over and your lips are pouty as you rest your chin on his chest.
Oh you’re going to be the death of him.
Jungkook lets his head fall back on the pillow with a sigh, a tiny smile formed over his lips as he runs a hand through his hair. “So it wasn’t a dream then.” You give him a cute “mm-mm” in return, making him chuckle out loud, “Baby it’s like, six in the morning.”
“I know, I wanted to wish you a happy daddy’s day.” You reply softly as you sit up and smile down at him.
“You mean father?” Jungkook says in amusement as he runs his hands over your ass and plays with the waistband of your pretty thong, occasionally tugging upwards on the flimsy fabric, feeling how it accentuates your fat ass cheeks.
“No, you’re not my father, you’re my daddy.” You softly say and roll your hips against his, “Are you not?” You breathily ask as you lean down to gently kiss his lips and then trail light feathery pecks down his throat and neck.
Jungkook groans low and tightens his grip over your ass cheeks, groping them and then landing a hard slap and squeeze. “You’re out to kill a man aren’t you sweetheart?” He says as he looks up at you, “Waltzing in here in that slutty little robe callin’ me daddy and shit.”
You whine softly, “Does Daddy like it? I picked it out myself, all for you.” You softly say and grind down harder on his cock, “C’mon Daddy, don’t you wanna? Feel so empty without your cock in me.” You whisper and reach down between the two of you to rub his slick cock against your pussy covered slit, pressing the head against you and smearing his precum all over the fabric.
“Fuck, you know I do baby.” He adjusts you on his lap and licks his lips, “C’mon baby, turn around for Daddy. I wanna watch you bounce that ass on my cock baby.” He says as he lays back.
You eagerly scramble to face the opposite side of him, arching your back and getting into position for him, “Like this daddy?” You whisper, dipping low on the bed so your ass was perfectly presented to him.
“Just like that.” Jungkook whispers as he runs his hand over your smooth ass, “Ride me baby, it’s my day afterall.” He smirks.
You eagerly lift your hips up and pull your thong to the side so you can position the head over your pussy. You begin to sink down slowly with a low muffled moan, toes curling as his cock slowly pops inside filling you so deliciously he has you pushing down for more. Your ass meets his hips with a wet slap as you sit on his cock, panting quietly under your breath.
Jungkook slumps against the sheets and sighs in pleasure, “God you feel so good baby,” he runs his hands over your ass and shoves the robe up, “never gonna get enough of you.” He reaches over for his phone, immediately recording as he runs his ring covered hand over your ass and jiggles the cheek in his hold.
You slowly start bouncing in his lap, using his thighs for leverage as soft little moans slip past your lips. Jungkook captures every single little bounce, zooming in on the way your cheeks slap against his pelvis. He shivers whenever your thong brushes up against his shaft, it feels so fucking good he stops recording and throws his head back on the pillow.
“Shit.” He moans out.
The bed starts creaking as you pick up the pace, your pussy’s fucking drenched and starts making these lewd noises everytime your ass meet his hips. Your moans are breathy and high, head thrown back with your eyes closed in bliss as you use him to get off.
“Mmm, Daddy,” you whine, “ ‘s not enough.” You roll your hips in small figure of eights, panting quietly as his cock rubs up against your g-spot from this angle.
Jungkook bites his lip and smacks your ass harshly, “Fuck turn around for me.” You obey quickly, slipping his cock back inside your warm pussy as you both moan out loud. He grabs your waist tightly and uses it for leverage to fuck up into you.
Your mouth falls open in a silent cry as he plows into you from below. Jungkook’s cock drives in deeper, hitting your g-spot repeatedly over and over again. His balls slap against your taint, a creamy white ring forming around the base of his cock making a complete mess out of the two of you.
“J-Jungkook..!” You gasp out.
He slaps your ass hard with gritted teeth, “Wrong.” He replies.
“Daddy!” You squeal out and fall face first into his neck, moaning loudly as you struggle to get a good grip, “G-Gonna cum..!” You whimper, “Please, please, please,” you sob out as your clit tingles.
Jungkook spanks you repeatedly, the burn feels so good it has you keening, “Cum for me baby, make a mess for daddy.” He gasps out, pace never faltering as he pounds into your battered pussy from below.
You cry out loudly and tense up, pussy gushing around his cock as your slick squirts around him. Jungkook groans loudly at the heavenly feeling of your cunt wrapped around him so tightly. It’s merely impossible to keep going with how tight you’re gripping him.
“Oh fuck, fuck,” he whispers as his eyes fall closed in utter bliss. He cums hard and slams his hips up one last time to get every drop inside of you, cock throbbing intensely as his heart erratically beats. “Holy shit..” He sighs out, laying flat on the bed with his hands on your ass as he gulps, trying to catch his breath.
You turn your head a little and softly sigh, “I made pancakes.” You quietly say out of nowhere, “I cut up some fruit too.” You eagerly scramble out of bed and grab the breakfast tray, bringing it into bed as you smile, “See?”
Jungkook groans and lifts his head, “Happy Father’s day to me.” He tosses an arm over your waist and holds you close.
“We’re supposed to say that! Not you!” You pout in confusion.
+
Moonbyul and Juno both screamed and squealed together as they made a run for it towards Jungkook. Jungkook smiled softly and crouched down with open arms, “Hi babies.” He coos out, grabbing both of his kids and wrapping them up in his arms.
“Happy father’s day daddy!” Moonbyul says as she digs in the pocket of her dress and takes out a crumpled up card she made, “I made this for you.” She smiles widely. “Do you like it daddy?” Juno babbled loudly as she messily smooched Jungkook's cheek and tried to get his attention.
Jungkook hums, “Hold on baby let daddy put you down and open the card.” He says as he sets both girls down, “Okay let’s see: ‘Happy Father’s day daddy, I love you very very much, have lots of good days and please buy me a unicorn’.” Jungkook reads as he chuckles, “Only a unicorn?” He teases, squeezing her cheek.
Moonbyul shyly smiles as she nods, “And lots of glitter too?” She pouts.
“Lots of it princess, I promise.” He gently kisses her cheek and hugs her tightly. Oh how he wishes she’ll never grow up, his precious little Moonie.. Juno whines and smacks him, “No I didn’t forget about you Juno, calm down.” He snorts and brings her in for a tight hug.
“Daddy, where is Mommy?” Moonbyul frowns.
“Oh, Mama went out to get some stuff because we’re all going down to the beach remember? Grandpa is even coming, are you excited baby?” He says as he brings both girls to the living room and has them sit down, “Also how was Grandpa’s? Did you guys enjoy the sleepover?” He comments as he plays a random Barbie movie and then does some light cleaning around the living room.
“It was super fun daddy, I got to see mommy as a baby and then we went out for ice cream and had pasta for dinner.” She says as he settles in to watch the movie, “Is it true you and mommy are going to make another baby?” She tilts her head.
“Where did you hear that from?” Jungkook nonchalantly says, trying not to sound awkward.
“Because my friend Mina from school said so, I told her we were going to stay at grandpas and then she said whenever her mom drops her off at her grandma's it’s because her mommy and daddy are making babies.” She innocently says.
Jungkook shakes his head, “Mommy and I were watching movies all night, we even played some board games too.” He softly says. Thankfully Moonbyul buys it as she ends up shrugging and just watching her movie without another hassle. He definitely needs to have a talk with this Mina girl and her parents. The audacity.
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Jungkook couldn't keep his eyes off of you, you were sitting so pretty on top of a towel under an umbrella with Juno in your arms. Juno was pretty fussy because she hated the beach, she had spent the last five minutes whining and crying until you calmed her down. You stroked her little cheek gently and softly whispered ‘I love yous’ to the little one.
“Baby pass her here, your dad said he’s going inside the house to rest. Said it’s too hot for him out here.” Jungkook opens his arms for the little one.
“Make sure she’s tucked in bed okay? She needs her nap anyway.” You softly say and hand her over. Jungkook goes and comes back, making sure Moonbyul is still in front of you guys playing with the sand, his eyes are glued to your plush thighs and soft little tummy you have on display under that black bathing suit you got on. You look like the epitome of a milf/teenager’s wet dream wearing that tiny little bikini and black cat-eye sunglasses, holding a magazine in your hands.
“Baby.” He grumbles as he goes over and lays himself back on top of you, head sitting right on your soft tits as he lays between your legs.
Your manicured nails immediately come up to gently stroke his hair and scratch his scalp. He sinks in further and sighs in bliss, “Are you getting in the water baby?” He calmly asks with closed eyes.
“Maybe, Moonie said it was cold earlier when I got in there with her. Stupid waves almost took my top!” You whine softly, “My thingy untied and it started floating away.” You sadly pout.
Jungkook snorts softly as he stands up again, “C’mere,” he grins and wraps you up in his arms, “up you go.” He begins carrying you down to the water ignoring your squeals and cries as you try to wiggle out of his arms.
“Let me go!” You giggle out and throw your head back.
Jungkook laughs as he sets you down in the water with him, watching you hiss from the coldness as your arms come up to wrap around him. “Not even that cold you big baby.” He laughs and leans down to kiss you.
You happily stand on your tippy toes and wrap your arms around his neck, “Your baby.” You mumble softly as you kiss him back.
Jungkook hums as he slips his hands down to your ass, gripping both cheeks in his hands as he continues gently moving his lips against yours. Jungkook opens his eyes in confusion when he feels someone wrap their arms around his leg, “Moon?” He laughs.
“I love you mommy, daddy!” She smiles happily.
You smile softly at her and gently reach down to pull her into your arms, “I love you both baby.” You softly reply, smiling up at Jungkook as he pulls the both of you closer to him.
‘I love you too.’
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The fireplace dimly lit the entire room, you had opted to keep the double doors open so that you could look out at the sea and watch the waves hit the shoreline. The night was so beautiful, everything was just so perfect.. You, Jungkook, everything.
Jungkook had you cradled in his arms, body pressed up against yours as he rocked his hips into yours at a slow gentle pace. You felt so safe and warm in his embrace, you hugged him close to you and whined softly against his lips as your cunt squeezed around his cock.
The sheets were wrapped around his waist making shuffling noises every so often. He was quietly moaning and whispering soft praises and gentle little remarks here and there. “Fuck you’re so perfect,” he whispers softly as he pulls away from the kiss to watch your face, “my perfect little baby, always so beautiful for me.” He cages you in and presses another kiss to your lips.
You softly whine at the praise and gently dig your nails into his back, “Mmm.. I love you,” you whimper out, “so, so much.”
Jungkook buries his face in your neck and pants softly, “Love you too baby, love every little thing ‘bout you.. Gave me two beautiful babies, all I could ever hope for.” He sucks some marks into your skin. Your heart skips a beat and you bite down on your lower lip.
Jungkook doesn’t stop there however, “My strong baby, did so well for us,” he says and gently cups your tummy, “I just love you so fucking much baby.” He kisses you passionately and rocks his hips a bit more forcefully, “Wanna spend the rest of my life with you.”
You grow teary eyed and wrap your arms tightly around him, soft little moans slip from your lips as you hold him. “M-Me too baby,” you quiver, “wanna always be with you.” You shakily cry out.
Jungkook brings you in for another kiss and sneaks a hand down between the two of you to thumb at your clit. He rubs it in gentle circles, groaning softly when he feels your cunt tighten around his cock. He slides in a bit faster, watching as your brows furrow in pleasure and your breath hitches. “J-Jungkook,” you whimper.
“That's it baby, doing so well for me. Go ahead and cum.” He whispers as he rubs your clit faster and faster. You weakly moan and arch your back, coming undone underneath your husband. Jungkook lets you rest as he continues thrusting inside of you until he’s coming too with a low moan.
“J-Jungkook,” you softly say as you bite your lip.
“Hm?” He slowly pulls out and lays by your side, arm immediately coming to wrap around you. “Are you okay baby? I didn’t hurt you did I?” You shake your head and point over to the nightstand, “What?” Jungkook looks in confusion and reaches over, “This?” He holds up a tiny gift box.
“Yeah, ‘s for you.” You smile sleepily, “Open it.”
Jungkook sits up in bed with his back to the headboard as he slowly unties the ribbon holding the box together. He slips the top off and sees a little card, he grins softly at you and leans down to smooch your cheek, “You’re too sweet baby.”
“No, no, look what’s under it Jungkookie.” You smile. Jungkook looks in confusion and lifts the card up, eyes widening when he sees what’s inside.
“Baby..” He lifts up a pair of white baby shoes, “Are you..?” He looks over at you with wide eyes. You tearfully smile and nod, “Oh my god,” he immediately brings you in for a tight hug as he laughs, “really?” He laughs.
“Yes really!” You giggle out and kiss his cheeks, “We made another baby bun!” You cheerfully yell.
Jungkook laughs and cups your tummy, “God I love you so much..”
he wasn’t quite sure how he landed himself at this point, well maybe he did — but then again did it matter right now? he wouldn’t be able to explain this to you even if he tried… which is why he’s doing his best to hurry before you get home and catch him in the act. his nose was deeply buried into the fabric of your panties, sniffing the scent of you that drove him nuts as he pictured going down on you. this particular pair was his favorite because they were lace and had a cute satin bow on the front, he always liked the way your butt looked in them too. god you were so adorable and fuckable at the same time. he wanted to surprise you by doing your laundry so when you got home from work you’ll be able to take it easy. he knows it can get stressful at times so he’ll find any way he can to lighten the load on you. rummaging through all your clothes to organize them he stumbled on a flimsy piece of lace material, he looked at it confused at first but then soon realized it was your underwear. he stared in awe, fiddling with them in his hands, then he came across a wet patch in a certain area. he instantly started blushing and felt his face grow hot — why was he getting so flustered over his girlfriend’s panties all of a sudden?! all he could think about was the reason why there was a wet spot to begin with, his thoughts went straight to thinking of you touching yourself and moaning out his name as you do it. the image of you being a fucked out mess while fingering yourself has him needing you extra right now. since you weren’t here however, he indulges his curiosity and he brings your panties up to his nose to get a whiff of your scent. boy was he was in heaven right now, the smell of your arousal embedded in the fabric fueled jungkook’s perverted scenarios of you even more. he had a trillion thoughts running through his head, did he want to eat you out until your legs shake? fuck your tight cunt into oblivion? or watch you squirm and beg while using a vibrator? the options were completely endless. his cock twitched at the thoughts of only you while he sniffing your undies, intoxicated by the fragrance.
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“so beautiful…” he whispered to himself, “you’re so perfect y/n.” he bucked his hips into absolutely nothing, rutting up pathetically into the air like a pup in a heat. he needed you so bad. he couldn’t stop now, it was all too much for him and his boner was throbbing to no end, he had to finished what he started. soon enough he was jerking off to the aroma of you while slews of pretty little moans and hard pants come from his mouth. “fuck y/n,” he grunts as he’s slowly pumping his cock, “need to taste you so bad my angel…” he was beyond horny at this point, he didn’t want to continue jerking off he wanted your yummy pussy instead ૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა. but nevertheless he will have to survive until you get home which won’t be long from now. he makes a mental note to himself that he needs to hurry this up before you catch him being a total perv. an idea springs to his mind as he removes the panties flooding his nostrils to his hard cock that was leaking out with clear streaks of precum. he wraps the fabric around his cock, stroking hisself viciously at the thought of you sitting on his face and being a good girl for him. the thought of you having your thick thighs under him as he pleases you, the plushiness of them always feels so comfy and soft around his head. he wants nothing but to make you feel good, he can’t wait until you come back so he can smother you. he wants the real thing, your real scent. “mmph… so hot, need to fuck you..” jungkook’s desperate moans sounded more whiny as time went on, he was beyond repair and the only thing that can fix him is you being here. the texture of the lace against his cock added more friction to the sensation, it felt so good but it would just be so much better with his cock inside you. he takes another deep breath as he slides the underwear down his length, wanting you more than anything. “y/n… y/n… y/n..” he chanted out beautifully as he was reaching his high, “gonna cum baby!” his free hand grips the bedsheet while he pumps at his cock viciously, mind all warm and fuzzy from the afterglow of releasing all his hot cum onto your already messy panties. he let out one last “fuck” before off wiping his cock with it, using as a cum towel. once he comes back to his senses he’s now realized what he’d done and you’ll also be home in approximately 20 minutes. he rushes to clean himself up and puts your cum soaked undies back in the laundry basket to go wash them. thankfully you don’t suspect anything when you got home since all the evidence has been disposed of, but now this might become a new daily routine for him when you’re gone. the faint scent of you still lingers in his system, he should feel somewhat guilty for doing what he did but he doesn’t really as long as he doesn’t caught what’s the harm in it… right?
this is part 1 of my little drabble series called ‘jk & the panty chronicles’ since i’m v much obsessed with the idea of jk going cray cray over panties ૮ ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ აㅤ 🩷 lmk if you liked this at all or would like to be tagged when i post another part!!
summary: jungkook loves you too much to tell you. jungkook loves you too much to not tell you. he hopes the photographs he takes everytime he tries to confess, will give him courage, he hopes they hold enough of his love to give him the push he needs.
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jungkook swears that today is it, today is finally the day he will tell you how he feels. he’s going to let his sweet best friend in the whole world know that his heart has always belonged to them…
but his feet haven’t laid still since he’s made this decision, his hands keep fiddling with the camera that he holds, and he feels this inane urge to just tell you, to finally end his suffering. nevertheless, jungkook can’t help but feel that this would end any kind of relationship with you.
summary: you and your boyfriend decide to start a family together
rating: smut, 18+
characters: optional bias x afab reader
word count: 1,161
warnings: dumbification, oral (female receiving) impreg, unprotected sex
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there you were. spread out, dripping, and anticipating what he was going to do next. the thick fog of subspace hazing your brain was preventing any fully coherent thought from forming in your head. it was okay though. you knew that he was there.
for the last hour you had been bent into multiple positions all over your apartment (and outside): the car before you even arrived home, the front door, the couch, and the dining room table before he finally got you into the bedroom. your poor cunt was swollen and tender from cumming so many times, but every touch from him still felt as good as ever.
now he had you here on your shared bed. on your back with your legs spread and knees pushed up to your chest. his face was buried in your pussy, no doubt that his mouth was covered in spit and cum. how many times had you been eaten out tonight? three? four? it feels so good your brain is practically melting out of your ears.
at this point you think he must be doing it for his pleasure and not yours. every swipe of his tongue and suckle from his mouth has you keening and whimpering. words aren’t even being formed but he knows just what you need.
what gets you the most though? his moaning and whining. every time he feels you clench around his tongue makes him want to stop just slide into you and feel it on his cock. when he hears your voice pick up in pitch, he presses your knees further into your chest and avidly continues exactly what he was doing in order to get you your release for the fifth time that night.
you feel the knot in your tummy start to tighten. toes curling and fingers grasping on to the sheets as best you can, you try your best to warn him, but the only thing that can leave your lips are moans and whines.
letting out a loud squeal, your release hits you like a freight train. white hot pleasure radiates from the top of your head to the bottoms of your feet. black spots dot your vision as you try to come down from your high. you feel him pull away from your cunt and sit up slowly. trying to blink away the haze, you do your best to follow him with your eyes.
he massages your thighs and whispers, “are you feeling okay, baby?”
when all you can do is sigh and blink at him he giggles, “silly me. why am i asking you when you’re too fucked out to answer? i’m sorry. my dumb little baby can only think with her pretty pussy right?”
you feel your cheeks flare up. even fucked out, you can tell his tone is the one he uses in times like this: a bit mean but still conveying his love and adoration for you.
“not dumb.” you muster out
“oh so my pretty girl can use her voice! what do you want next baby? no begging. just tell me and i’ll give it to you. but you have to use that pretty voice of yours or i’m gonna have you the way i want,” he says while lightly tracing the outer folds of your pussy.
“cock!”
embarrassing. you meant to form a full sentence, but evidently it’s not in the cards for you tonight.
“aw does my pretty baby want my cock?”
you nod your head frantically
“uh uh uh. words, baby.”
“yes. wan’ your cock please.”
he smiles one of smiles he saves for when you do something especially cute. pushing him self up slightly, he readjusts you both to be a bit more comfortable.
“you ready?”
“mmhm.”
he lines him self up, and slides home. or at least it might as well be home.
the first slide in is always his favorite. the sound you make is a drawn out combination of a moan and a whine. that sounds almost makes him blow every time.
he presses into you further and you think you feel all the air leave your lungs. he’s so deep, you think you feel him in your stomach. every inch deeper is making you lose your mind and before you know it, all train of thought leaves you and you are solely focused on his cock inside you. the loud ground that leaves him sends you over the edge again; tightening up on him and preventing him from moving .
“fuck baby. i love you so fucking much. your cunt was made for me. i wish i could spend the rest of my life inside you, pretty girl.”
god. the things he’s saying.
if that’s one thing you love about him fucking you: he always ends up fucking the both of you dumb.
the slow, deep thrusts leave you clenching and unclenching around him uncontrollably. one small change in the position, putting your knees back up to your chest, leaves him grazing your g spot. now your mouth has become a waterfall of whines and moans, if anyone tried to quiet you right now, you don’t think they could.
you feel him leaning down close to your ear and nuzzling your neck.
“yeah? that feel good baby? god i wanna cum inside you so bad. will you let me?”
all you can do is wrap your arms around his back and sink your nails into his broad shoulders.
“yeah? want me to cum inside? fuck, pretty girl wants me cum inside her and get her pregnant, huh?”
at that, your eyes nearly roll back in your head. pregnant? he always talked about wanting kids, but you didn’t know that he wanted them this bad.
a chorus of “yeses” start leaving your mouth. all you want, all you’ve been thinking about for the past couple months while the both of you had sex was how bad you wanted him to cum in you.
“you’d look so beautiful pregnant.”
it’s the last straw. as you’re cumming again you muster enough effort to reply to him.
“i want them to have your laugh.”
he starts picking up the pace and leans away slightly to look at you clearly. the pretty smile and misty eyes tell you that he loves you.
“I want them to look just like you, baby. your eyes, your smile, your cute little nose. i want them to know how great of a mommy they have.”
your eyes start to tear up. how can this man make you feel like this while still fucking you so good?
whimpering louder, you clench down on him in an effort to keep him inside. you want nothing more than for him to fill you up with his cum and get you pregnant right now in this moment.
his groans and moaning grow in volume as he gets closer to his release.
whispering out a small, “please. fill me up. i want it all. please. i wanna make you a daddy.”
his thrusts start to grow sloppy and he begins thrusting into you without his earlier finesse.
“you want it all? i’ll give it all to you baby. only you.”
with a handful more thrusts, your boyfriend is finishing inside you. his head drops into your neck while he rides out his high, whimpering in your ear. reaching up to run your fingers through his hair, you ask, “you really think i’ll be a pretty mom?”
he chuckles a bit at that, smiling into your skin and giving you a small kiss.
“i said beautiful. not just pretty.”
a soft blush colors your cheeks. he lightly strokes the side of your face while he looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky.
“you really wanna be parents right now?”
at that he lifts up, gives you small kiss on the forehead, nose, and then lips. he grasps your sides gently and shuffles the both of you around to where your head now lays on his shuddering chest.
“i want nothing more, baby. i’d do or give up anything in order to start a family with you.”
at that, your eyes mist over. god, you really love this man.
“should we start thinking of baby names and nicknames then?”
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Genre: smut
Pairing: sub!jeongguk x softdom!reader
Word Count: 2.5k
Warnings: college!au, fratboy!jk, grinding, solo masturbation (m), hand job (m receiving), nipple sucking, vaginal penetration, cowgirl position, unprotected sex, jk cums inside oops, overstimulation, PUSSY WHIPPED JK, fluffy ending
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Attending a party held by the most popular fraternity was a one-way ticket to seeing everyone you despised, something you should’ve kept in mind before you found yourself getting holes burned into by your ex’s laser eyes across the room. You had done fairly well in minding your business all night, having gone to this party mainly for the drinks. This meant you hadn’t socialized much all night, most of your friends abandoning you for some mediocre dude upstairs.
All you were here for was to stand still by the drinks table and look pretty. You knew how to doll up, wearing a two-piece mini skirt with a matching crop top. It accentuated your body shape and showed your assets just right. Instead of working in your favor and attracting a good-looking guy to spend the night with, it seemed to work against you since your ex couldn’t seem to look away. Even while having his tongue shoved throat-deep into a girl, he still managed to maintain eye contact with you
You knew what his plan was, he wanted to make you as jealous as possible tonight. Unfortunately for him, you couldn’t care less about what he chose to do with his life anymore. Whatever he was doing was just pathetic at this point, desperately wanting to catch the attention of somebody who no longer found him on her list of priorities.
Even then, you couldn’t find it in you to ignore his petty attempt at making you mad. It was the least you could do to spice up the night. Although the show he put on with the girl on the dance floor didn’t upset you in the least, you were sure he would be affected if the roles were reversed. Two could play at that game, even if you secretly knew that this would ultimately be a poor excuse for hooking up with someone for the night.
You smirked to yourself while you scanned the crowd of bodies, needing to find someone who’d hit him right where it hurts, he deserved it after all. Your eyes immediately caught another pair, those of a person who’d make for a perfect target. Jeon Jeongguk.
Popular athlete, leader of the frat, host of the party and not to mention, attractive. The guy fulfilled all of the qualities your ex lacked and surely would make him weep like a little baby at night because you deserved better than him, which wouldn’t be a lie. You weren’t a nobody in your class, owning a fair share of popularity gave you a striking social life. Apart from your captivating personality, came the out-of-this-world beauty.
This was another reason you didn’t take time to second guess your plan, you knew any guy would feel rather accomplished to even breathe your air, let alone have a night with you. You had an unmatched ability to coin any man, even those like pretty boy Jeon. Undoubtedly the perfect woman, it’d make for a great achievement to boast about to the guys lining up at your feet for a chance.
So you began to strut towards Jeongguk, watching the smug smirk on his face grow as the distance between the two of you grew. “Eyed me long enough, usually they crawl over immediately after seeing me stare back. Almost thought I’d have to break the tradition and approach you first” He joked through the loud music.
“How sweet of you” You sneered, lightly hitting his chest with the back of your manicured hand before stretching it out towards him. “Wanna dance?”
“Thought you’d never ask” He smiled, taking your hand in his and letting you drag him to the dance floor. Pushing your way through the sea of sweaty bodies that reeked of alcohol, you were able to find a spot to dance with Jeongguk in.
Giving your ex a clear view, you pressed your back into the boy behind you, wrapping your arms around his neck and sensually moving your body against him. His hands lowered to your waist, taking a firm hold of it when he felt you begin to grind against him.
He lowered his head down to your ear, close enough to whisper so you could hear him easier over the blaring speakers. “Dude in front of us will not stop shooting daggers at me, babe”
You ceased your actions to turn around and face him, loosely snaking your hands around either side of his neck and cocking your head, “I know, ‘s why im doing this” You chuckled. He brought a hand up to his chest to feign offense, “So you’re telling me that pretty girl is using the Jeon Jeongguk to her advantage?”
“Don’t flatter yourself too much, are you gonna help me or not?” You asked, needing to know if he was still okay with this going forward. “Wanna see how upset he can get?” He smiled, eyes darting down to your plump, glossy lips. “Mmm, show me”
With that, he pressed his lips into yours, satisfied with how you immediately melted into the kiss. The taste of your cherry-flavored gloss overwhelmed his senses, almost forgetting what all of this was about. Similar to him, any thought of your original plan was out the window, solely focusing on basking in his sweet taste. Your lips moved in sync, molding together perfectly.
The two of you knew of each other but never took the chance to pay much attention. You were too focused on yourself to enter the dating world, as he was too busy with his sports to do the same. But this kiss, this kiss was enough to show the both of you what you had missed out on. It didn’t take much for the two of you to crave more.
The slight nibble on his lower lip had him rubbing his clothed length on you, causing you to pull him even closer to deepen the kiss. You slowly pulled away, desperate for air but not yet wanting to break the kiss. He looked so pretty above you, swollen lips and big doe eyes silently pleading to be kissed again. Just as he was about to lean in again, you pressed a finger to his lips, “Not here.”
He cocked a brow in confusion, following you upstairs into an empty bedroom nevertheless. You were quick to continue the kiss, swiftly locking the door and pushing his back into it. You swirled your tongue around his, swallowing the breathy moans he let out. Your leg came up in between his own, firmly propping it against his crotch as he began to grind down on it.
The feel of his hard-on made your stomach flip and you suddenly found yourself asking Jeongguk permission to remove his shirt to which he agreed. Immense pleasure shot through him as his tip rubbed against your thigh, rapidly bringing him down from the short high he was on.
“W-wait Y/n..” He pulled back, “He isn’t here anymore” his puzzled look made you snicker at his oblivion. “What, did you want an audience?” You asked, watching his chest heave up and down at the feel of your leg still pressed against him. You cupped his cheek, lifting his gaze towards you, “This stopped being about him as soon as you kissed me” You inched your knee higher, “But we can stop if this is outside of your intentions.” your finger grazed his cheek affectionately, watching him melt into your touch.
“No! I mean… No, it’s alright..” He confirmed, brushing the stray hairs out of your beautiful face. Fighting the urge to kiss him, you focused on getting comfortable. “Go sit on the bed and take your pants off, baby” You pressed a kiss to his cheek before letting him go on to follow your instruction, watching him sit against the headboard and quickly remove his pants along with his Calvin Klein boxers.
His pretty cock sprung out, thick veins leading to the swollen red tip that grazed his lower belly. You walked towards the foot of the bed, helping you get a more direct view of Jeongguk’s figure. “Want you to touch yourself for me, yea?” You asked, smiling at the compliant nod you received. You began to unzip the back of your corset-like top, letting it fall to the floor exposing your perky tits.
Content with Jeongguks reaction, who eyed you down with his bottom lip caught in his teeth while he gave a light squeeze to his length, you began to slowly slide your skirt down. You made sure to wiggle your hips a bit, adding to the show you were putting on for him. Once your skirt was fully discarded, you pulled down the skimpy pair of red laced panties you’d purposely worn for tonight, not knowing that the boy who’d be lucky enough to see them would be Jeongguk.
You walked over to the side of the bed as he followed you with his eyes, watching you climb the bed and sit on his lap, close enough to his cock that he could almost feel the heat radiating from your core. He instinctively bucked his hips up, searching for your touch after he let his hand fall to his side. “Eager baby?” You asked before he mumbled a quiet “Yes.”
Your hand came down to his cock, using the thick glob of precum that had gathered on his tip to easily glide your hand up and down his shaft. He threw his head back at the way your hand worked around him, pressing your fingers into his weak spots like you’d done this with him before. “Right the-ahh” You ripped a whiny moan from his mouth by brushing your fingers under the head of his cock, showing you he no longer cared about who could hear him, if they even could.
Unable to keep his hands to himself at this point, he brought one down to grip the side of your hip, while the other trailed up to cup your breast. He rubbed the hardened bud, making your hand fasten its pace on his cock. “Wan’ you” He looked up at you with glossy eyes, never breaking eye contact as he leaned down to latch his wet tongue onto your nipple, swirling his wet tongue around your soft skin.
You sucked air through your teeth at the sensation, bringing your free hand to run your fingers through his wavy locks while you stared in admiration at the state you had him in. So compliant and malleable under you, ready to pleasure you at any moment yet so needy for the bliss of his own. “Just like that Gukkie..”
A combination of your moans and the sound of your hand tugging on his cock filled the room as he progressively began to leak more, a sign that he would come soon. His breaths became arrhythmic while his chest pressed flush against yours, hearing him become more vocal by the second.
As much as you’d like to watch him whine around your tits while he came undone beneath you, your core was aching for his thick cock to fill you up. “Uh uh,” you tutted, ripping your hand away from him and chuckling at his protesting mewls, “Inside” You caught his lips in your mouth, slowly using your hand to guide his cock. You hovered above him, allowing your arousal to drip down his shaft. “Ride me, y/n, p-please” He choked out, not needing to say more before you sharply sunk down on his cock.
He felt his breath hitch in his throat and limbs turn into jelly as his cock entered your plush walls, growing slightly dizzy at the feel of your immense wetness coating his shaft. Due to contrary belief, he wasn’t too much of a ladies man. Being too immersed in his studies and sports, he only had time for a casual hookup every once in a while. Despite his lack of exposure to women, he swore that it couldn’t get better than you. The way you so pleasantly sucked his cock into your tight pussy had him seeing stars, leaving him an incoherent mess of babbles underneath you.
As for you, the stretch his girthy cock had offered you was unmatched. The position you were in had his tip grazing your G-spot every time you bounced on his length. You had set a gentle pace, not wanting to make Jeongguk cum before you could do it together. Your stomach was already feeling hot and tight for sure, but at the same time, you wanted to see how much Jeongguk could take.
At this point, he wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer before he suddenly bucked his hips up, earning a moan-gasp mixed with both pleasure and surprise. “Can’t s-stop.” He feverishly moved against you, causing your hands to land on his shoulders for balance purposes.
The headboard rocked against the wall while you attempted to sputter a “Keep going, be a good boy and make me cum” as his cock continue to drill into your insides. “Feel so good” He cried out, screwing his eyes shut as he felt his seed eager to spill into you. “L-love your pussy.. Love how you feel a-around me, could do this for hours” He whimpered, fucked so out of his mind that the only thing he could think of was your cunt and nothing else. “Yea?” you breathed out, “Gonna make me cum around your cock? You asked.
“F-fuck mhmm, gonna-” He threw his head back, unable to even keep talking. “Look at you baby, can’t even form a sentence. Do your friends know what a whore you are in bed?” You grabbed his chin to raise his face to yours, “Cum with me.” And with that, he was pumping his load deep into your pussy while it mixed with your own essence, making the fluids messily run down his balls and thighs.
It still wasn’t enough for him to halt his movements, feeling like he couldn’t get enough of you. Even through stuttering hips, he continued to pound his cock into your sensitive cunt. It wasn’t until you tapped his bicep to let him know that the pleasure was fading into pain, that he finally came back to his senses and slowed his thrusts until coming to a full stop.
You let your weak body fall on top of his, feeling his big arms wrap around you while he gently pulled out his cock. The two of you took your time to come down from your highs, needing to catch your breath for a minute. He was still feeling the aftershocks of overstimulating himself while trying to recover from the trance you had put him under. Your fingers soothingly rubbed circles on his skin, whispering a light “You okay?” against him. He hummed in response and held you tighter, before feeling your body vibrate on top of him as you broke out in giggles.
“What?” He smiled, watching you lift up your head to face him. “Nothing, just didn’t expect you to go all pussy-drunk on me” You leaned down to kiss his rosy-tinted cheeks. “What can I say, takes a special one to unlock that side of me.” He grinned, showing his bunny teeth even after you had wrecked him. “How flattering.” You leaned back down to lay your head on his chest, wanting to spend some time with him before the night ended.
Even if the two of you knew this wouldn’t be the last of it.
You ask your boyfriend, jungkook, to give you a tattoo. Who was he to decline ??
PAIRING: tattooist!jungkook ๑ gf!reader
Mature warning —๑ Jungkook kissing you through the process, praise, break-time visit, sketching.
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“still, I'm shocked you just showed up here without texting me.” Jungkook drew out his clients ideas on a sketch-sheet. His voice low, full of concentration.
“can't surprise visit my boyfriend now? Is that what you're saying?” you dropped your purse on his desk, peeking over his shoulder to look at his work.
“thats exactly what that means,” he spoke sarcastically raising his brows, “you know you're welcome anytime.” “what about this ?” his arm lifted to show the man in the chair a few designs. “go sit over there baby, I'll be done in a quickie.” he rubbed your lower back, kissing the crown of your forehead before walking across the room.
“okay.. ” you knew it wouldn't be a long while since the sketch seemed to be of something simple, like a name. You'd gotten comfortable on the couch for about an hour. Most of the time your were studying Jungkook and his work environment.
You'd always wanted a tattoo, but upon watching video of people everytime you got curious, the cringe your body would feel after seeing people wincing in pain. You'd rather not. Though, having an extra detail on your oh so very plain body wouldn't be awful. You could just picture yourself with a tattoo, something so small being well over enough to change your appearance.
You caught yourself glancing at the client, watching his facial expressions as Jungkook marked his pale skin. He hadn't really made any look of dissatisfaction. You weren't surprised though, he was full of ink. Quite literally.
You'd be lying if you said jungkooks own tattoos hadn't inspired you. His were so pretty and well put to together. You even remember his old sleeve tattoo he'd gotten covered up since it were fading.
The noise of the door shutting wakening you from your trance. You watched as your boyfriend shoved his hairs out of his face, fixing his slim headband made of metal. “all done ?” your body moving on its own, like a chunk of metal to a magnet. You caressed his figure, kissing his chin.
“for now, I have no more scheduled clients.” tongue grazing his lips before they latched on yours, humming against the plump skin. “im on break right now though.” he smirked.
“'s that so ?” you teased caressing the skin of his face.
“but you're not here for me ? are you?” he laughed seeing right through your intentions.
“well, no.. but yeah..” you showed your set of pearls once hearing his contagious laughter.
“what's on your mind bun ?” he sat on his chair making room for you on his lap.
“well, you know— I dunno..” you shied away. what if he didn't want you ruining your skin, he's always said he liked the pure look you gave off. what if he'll be unattracted to you once you ruin it? You felt his hand caressing your thigh. He knew you were nervous, and he gave you all the time you needed. “what if.. I got a tattoo ?” “could I have one ?..”
He looked at you with furrowed brows. “why're you asking me, you're a grown ass woman.” he chuckled
“but—”
“i don't care what you do to your body baby, I'll love it anyway.” he cut you off, kissing your knuckles. “if you want one, I have nothing against it.” you had a sulken look upon your features, hearing how he spoke about you.
“i don't know what I want though..”
“what are your looking for ? Simple ? Bold ? Big ?”
“for sure simple.” you quickly answered. His arms circled around you before he placed you down on the raised chair. He was quick to start sketching simple drawings, cute, and even cultural. He even wrote your name in a few different fonts.
“baby.. don't you think that's a little narcissistic.” you giggled eyeing his pen.
“if I looked like you I'd be narcissistic.” he pursed earning a grin from you. Picking up the paper, displaying it before you. “choose wisely.” watching as you scanned the paper.
“i want this one !” you pointed at the half butterfly design. It was simple, small and also looked elegant at the same time.
“you sure ? There's no going back.” he got an alcohol wipe from his drewer. “where?”
“koo, how come you never ask your actual clients these questions before you tat them ?” you pointed at your lower hip area indicating that's where your wanted business done.
“i don't know those people, who am I to tell them not to put some stupid shit on their skin.” he lifted your shirt taking the cold wipe to your skin.
“valid— shit, that's cold baby !” you caught his hand in your hand.
“my bad, princess.” he threw the wet tissue in the trash bin, taking the gun checking and shaking the ink that remained inside. “relax, kay ?” he kissed you after changing the tip on the machine.
It wasn't until then that your breathing unhinged. “baby.” he said sternly looking at you. “just look at me. Think about ponies or something.”
“shut the fuck up.” you rolled your eyes, “do it.”
he giggled before he took the tattoo gun to your skin eyes shifting from the sketch and back to your skin.
Surprisingly, it didn't hurt but for a second. It just left you with a burning sensation once he finished. Wiping the access ink from your skin with another alcohol wipe making you gasp for air.
“and we're done cutie !” he grinned at his work spreading a protective coat easing the warm area. “you did so good for me” he kissed your head, helping you get up from your seat to look in a long mirror. “look at my beautiful girl.”
You weren't in shock or anything, you knew you'd look hot with a tattoo. Just kidding you were phenomenal. “woah ! Thank you baby!” you clapped after flexing your waist in your reflection. “okay, now how do I care for it ?” you turn around to face his hovering figure.
“why do I need to tell you ? I'll do it myself.” he wrapped his arms around you.
“rightt.. well how much was it baby?”
“nothing at all.” he cheesed, bunny teeth in view.
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