summary: jeongguk wants to roleplay with you for the first time, but you're not exactly cooperative. an attempt is still made, however.
a/n: stupid smut without proofreading lmao
high words speak sober thoughts
sober up but act high
"okay, babygirl," jeongguk gently held your chin with his index finger and thumb, "i want you to suck daddy's cock."
there was a suppressed smile on your face in order to stop youself from cackling. you had never thought jeonggun was into roleplay, and especially not with a daddy kink. he insisted you play along with him for your 2-month anniversary, but you weren't no actress. you were too awkward to play a character without breaking out into nervous laughter.
the only reason you agreed to it was because he coerced you with his puppy eyes, and you would usually be able to resist it, but he just looked so eager.
"yes daddy," your voice wavered in an effort to hold in that one giggle, but jeongguk, who towered over your seated figure on his bed, saw right through you. your hands were just about to pull down the zipper of his jeans when he sighed and dropped his hand from your face.
"you're not even trying," he complained with his arms crossed. there was a pout on his face that wasn't very fitting for a dominant role, much less a daddy.
"can we warm up or something? i can't just instantly see you as my dad."
"it's daddy," he emphasized in offence. "you're not supposed to imagine me as your dad- god, just forget it."
"wait, wait," you protested right as he was about to turn. you let out your pent up laughter in order to stay serious when it would inevitably start over. "it was just really out of pocket. let's try again, i'll do better."
"promise?" he raised his brows with a hopeful gleam in his eyes. he really wanted this to happen as long as you were into it as well. this was a long time fantasy of his after he first started watching porn.
"promise."
"okay," he exhaled and broke into character again. he placed his palm on your cheek, his thumb soothingly rubbing the soft skin. "do you want daddy's cock?"
you sharply inhaled because you were growing awkward again. you were determined to please him this time. "yes. i want," your nose scrunched up for a short second, "i want daddy's cock in my mouth."
"try to sound less awkward," he whispered as if he was the director behind a camera instructing the actors. "how much do you want it, baby?"
you tried to control your face muscles in order to not make a weird expression for relief. "really bad," you looked up at him with feigned innocence in your eyes.
"yeah? and why should i reward you?" his hand moved to your hair as he ran his fingers through it. it was relaxing and you shut your eyes to focus on the feeling.
"i've been a good girl," you murmured absentmindedly, enjoying his soft little tugs.
he tutted, "that's not right." his eyes fell on the hands creeping up to his thighs. "good girls don't touch without permission. nor do they flirt with smart students in college for cheat sheets."
needless to say, there was a very random "murder spree" of two students in your college after that incident. you pretended it never happened.
"may i?" you fluttered your lashes. it was starting to feel less intimidating when he was petting you so affectionately. "please?" you added.
"damn you're good," he breathed. a snort betrayed your naive persona, but he let it go this time. "show me how much you want it, then."
with his approval, you finally got to unzip his pants and pull it down along with his boxers. he wasn't fully erect yet, so you decided to lightly pump it first. his fingers were still tangled between your hair as the moon illuminated his tranquil gaze and composed features. it was late at night, with the light waves from the hallway reflecting onto his back and shielded from your form.
your eyes were locked with his while your saliva dribbled onto his length.
"how's the weather up there?" you joked about his looming stance. it didn't land however, as he yanked your head back by your hair. your breath hitched at the sudden stinging on your scalp.
"don't fucking start," he warned with a hiss, "are you going to be a good girl or not?"
"sorry, sorry," you choked out, "i'll be good."
"you'll be good, what?"
"i'll be good, daddy," you rolled your eyes. when he pulled even harder, with a gasp you apologized again.
you started kitten licking the tip, and he hummed in satisfaction while loosening his grip on your strands. his erection was heavy on your palm as the veins outlined on his length began to throb. this could possibly be the most effort you've put into pleasuring him.
you took only the tip in your mouth with your tongue slowly swirling around the crown, lightly brushing against the slit every now and then. his oozing precum encouraged you to suck it with earnest.
"how's it taste, babygirl?" he breathed with hooded lids. his sultry gaze and the lick of his lips caused a surge of arousal spread to your core.
you removed his cock from your mouth with a pop and answered, "it's the best thing i've ever tasted, daddy."
"yeah?" his cheeks flushed, but he tried to hide it with a smug smirk. "then take it all in." his hand urged your mouth to deepthroat him, pushing it down to his pelvis. the little pubic hairs tickled your nose as you tried not to gag while running your tongue all over his shaft.
a shaky exhale left his mouth, an airy moan following right after. "such a good girl," he praised while you struggled to breathe. "looking all pretty for me." instead of pulling out, he began to thrust into your gaping mouth at a slow pace.
"what do you say when i compliment you huh," he grunted, "where are your manners?"
you tried saying thank you, but it just came out as muffled gibberish. you were quite literally choking on his cock, and though he wasn't being rough, your teary eyes begged him to let you take a breath.
taking mercy on your mewls and babbling, he gave you a moment while stroking himself. you coughed your little heart out while gasping for breath.
"too much?" he panted while watching you struggle to compose yourself, his hand relentless with its strokes.
with an unattractive wheeze, you sassed, "i thought this was my reward."
"keep up the attitude and i'll make it a punishment."
"jesus," you coughed a bit more. when you were finally filled with some oxygen, you piped, "okay, i'm ready."
"you're re-"
"i'm ready daddy," you quipped and instantly replaced his hand with your explorative tongue. a loud moan erupted from his mouth as you started sucking him with newfound enthusiasm and vigor. both of his hands were now clinging onto your bobbing head.
"damn shawty, okay," he moaned needily.
you accidentally chuckled on him, and his cock twitched at the vibrations.
"daddy's gonna cum," he whined, sounding more like a babyboy.
you slid your mouth back down to its tip to poke at his sensitivity while your hand quickly chased his release. enjoying the sight of his closed eyes and parted lips with little breathy moans emitting from them, the cum began to spurt out right onto your tongue.
"yes, yes," he chanted in high pitched whines. his chest was quickly rising up and down under his black shirt and you savoured the sight of his forehead glistening with sweat.
and that was the end of the roleplay.
when his moans turned into sighs, you stood up and pressed your lips against his with a mouthful of cum. the moment he tasted himself, he pulled back in disgust.
"dude, what the fuck?"
you didn't let him go and demanded, "open your mouth."
"no!" he tried escaping again, but you pinched his side and spit into his mouth when he yelped. you clenched his jaw and forced it closed.
with a hand over his lips, you rasped, "swallow it!"
he refused while trying to shake his head. when you felt him push it out of his lops, you kissed him again. like the cumdumpster you were, you let him spit it all out into your open mouth. it was now a mix of both of your saliva and his cum, and you swallowed it all with pleasure.
jeongguk quickly pulled up his pants and commented, "you are so fucking gross."
"you're welcome, daddy," you chirped fakely.
"right, thank you so much for ruining the one kink i had," he scoffed.
"you're way too submissive to play daddy, love."
going to his bedside drawer, he grumbled while taking out his cannabis, "that's not what you say when you're high."
"are we trying again?" you collapsed on the bed while swishing your tongue around your gums to get rid of the taste of his release.
"you can pick our next theme," he lights up a blunt.
Summary: Being a freelance doctor, this was just supposed to be any other job, helping a private client and taking care of him through his recovery. But you were not expecting to get caught in something so much darker that would change your life entirely.
Today’s the day. No more running away. It’s time to face the truth.
Warning: This story is fictional and has nothing to do with real life events or the actual members of BTS. It may contain depictions of violence, blood shed/ gore and mentions of abuse. Please read at your own discretion.
summary: after college, y/n thought she had everything planned out. she would get a job, meet the future love of her life, get married, and then kids…. but what happens when everything y/n had planned for gets tossed away when an unplanned child gets thrown into the mix? even worse, what happens when the father, who was once her best friend, is now a world-renowned model who doesn’t even know said baby exists? life can’t get anymore screwed up… right?
notes: sorry it took so long to upload,, i decided instead of just taking the old posts and posting them here that i’d actually rewrite everything. i feel like my writing has improved somewhat and im not a fan of the old version so while it will take longer for me to post i feel like it’ll be worth it in the end :) pls lmk what you think and as always, likes and reblogs are always appreciated. thank you!!
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@gemad08 (I hope it was you who requested this! I can’t remember!): Reader listens to another group’s music and her BTS boyfriends all have very different feelings about that.
Tags: BTS, Bangtan Boys, Bangtan Seonyendan, Bulletproof Boy Scouts, Beyond the Scene, BTS Drabble, Fluff, Request, Ask, BTS x you, BTS x reader, Kim seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Kim Namjoon, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook, OT7, boyfriend AU
Genre: Fluff
Title: Playlist
KIM SEOKJIN
“What are you listening to?” Questions Jungkook curiously, as he plops down on the sofa beside you, removing his inner ear piece and reaching up to wipe the sheen of sweat from his forehead.
You pull out one of your own headphones and offer him a slight smile, readjusting the homework you had been working on on your lap. “Oh you know, this and that.”
Jungkook nods, reaching across you to snag an unopened water bottle from the table, before he gulps down almost half of it in one swell swoop. “Yeah, my playlists tend to be a little bit of everything too.”
The couch dips under Jin’s weight as your boyfriend arrives and settles down on your other side, his own hair damp with exertion, as he glances over at you with one eyebrow arched in a look of slight teasing, reaching for your dangling headphone, “It better be our stuff, jagi, or I’ll question your loyalty as a girlfriend.”
You open your mouth, but before you can respond, he places the headphone in his ear, and you watch as his eyes widen and his lips purse into a comical pout that has you holding back laughter.
“Yah, jagi!” Jin exclaims, ripping the headphones out of both of your ears, as he stares you down with a look akin to dramatic hurt and betrayal. “You’re listening to WinnerWinner?!”
You offer him a sheepish smile, before sticking your tongue out and putting the headphones back in your ears, though you don’t miss the sound of Jungkook laughing over the beats of your music.
“I like their stuff.” You protest, pointing to the homework in your lap. “It’s good study music. Helps me focus.”
“And our stuff can’t??” Jin complains in an incredulous voice, mouth still drawn into a deeper pout than before if possible. “Our stuff is great for studying! Take Moon for example, or Epiphany!”
“That’s your stuff.” You tease back gently, before leaning over to press a kiss to his full, plump, still pouting lips. “Besides, you don’t need to be jealous. You’re the only one I kiss after all.”
You grin at him, as he harumphs and throws an arm grumpily across your shoulders, tugging your body against his own. “I better be.” He whines out, as both you and Jungkook laugh once more.
| !warning! | violence, unhealthy relationships, abusive relationship, yandere Bts, choking and sexual topics 18+, dubcon, oral [fem receiving & giving], strong language [Jimin has a potty mouth!!!] rough play.
| this is not in anyway shape or form a true depiction or representation of BTS, this is a work of fiction and is not to be taken seriously. For entertainment purposes only.|(this is my work, please don’t repost or steal)
| Requested [requests open]
A/N | the amount of time I’m taking to get these request done correctly is embarrassing i apologize. I hope you don’t mind that I turned this into a whole reaction and that it’s not fluffy...lmk if you’d like me to change it I certainly will.
Forgive me for mistakes, though this is edited.
Kim Seokjin...
“Ok well what was that out there?” He spoke ominously back turned to you. “I- we-.” Laughing at your lack of response, he cut you off. “You fucked up that’s what it was hun.”
“Come sit on the desk, I want to see you apologize for making me look like an idiot.” He spat the last part like it was disgusting on his tongue. Already in deep trouble you decided to follow directions for once.
Turing smoothly in his office chair, you could see the resentment in his eyes. “Go on.” You swallowed thickly, his angered glare drying your throat. “I’m sorry for....correcting you during today’s meeting.” He scoffed, “there was nothing to correct!”
“Jin you can’t always be right, if you took that agreement, you’d never hit anything close to pro-” “who’s the boss? Hm? Who’s name is on this desk you have your tight ass planted on?” Mistakingly you let your eyes roll out of pure annoyance.
“Well excuse me?!” He leans forward quickly out of his chair, causing you to fall opposite of him. Pens poke at your back, his name plaque digging into your arm. Evilly he grins in enjoyment. “Found your place yet?, you seem afraid...afraid I’d hit you?” Wide eyed you nod, trapped like a mouse under its predator. Every inch of confidence stripped as he glared deeply into you. “Good.” Before you could even process his statement, you were harshly distracted by his rough hand landing across your cheek. Your head turns the other way as your right cheek tingles and burns. Chuckling he grips your chin forcing you to look at him.
“Find your place, and if you’ve forgotten it, I can help you find it...just like that,anytime.”
Min Yoongi...
Watching in envy, you pushed miscellaneous papers into the shredder. What a bitch! You saw her watching Yoongi all day just waiting for him to go to his office. So she could prance in there, thong up her ass, low cut shirt...the works.
“Yah! Y/N, what the hell are you doing?” Jumping in fear , peeking down you found out what you’ve been shredding. He shoved you to the side turning off the shredder. “All those papers we needed for next week’s evaluation and review meeting...” you looked from the shredder back to him shrugging nonchalantly. Already having Somebody in your boyfriends office flirting him into hard on, the last thing you need is more work. “We’ll go fucking print some more of them.” He demanded his face stiff. Jin never liked you, maybe you’ll have Yoongi fire him.
You walked holding the last remaining sheet fully intact for reference, did Jin really think you were going to the copy room? What a dunce. Ignoring the meeting in progress light you pushed the heavy door open. “Hey y/n I’m sorry we’re in the middle of something.” You could tell he was just laughing at something a tint of red on his cheeks. Him kicking you out...this should be the other way. This hurt. “Me?” You gasped. She turned her silky hair fanning. “Y/n when we’re done I’ll come find you Alright?” She spoke a little above a whisper.“Don’t speak to me.” You glared at her walking further into the office. Obviously she’s confused about her rightful place, and Yoongi is too.
“You, get out.” She stretched her eyes looking back and forth from you to Yoongi. “Now.” “Min you can’t let her kick me out.” She scoffed, “I’ll speak to you later alright.” He smiled warmly,She got up storming from his room. “Yoongi what exactly was that?” He sat back in his chair. “A meeting.” “A meeting with what her left tit?” He closed his eyes harshly at your vulgarity. “No a meeting with your colleague about her position.” He offers that the seat in front of him, gladly you take said offer.
“But what you did was uncalled for.” Laughing he leaned forward onto the table. He beacons you to follow, leaning forward you fall right into his trap upset he gripped your face making your cheeks squish. “Don’t ever come back in my office acting this way again, understood?” Nodding the best you could. “Huh? Understood?” “Yeah!” He let go leaving a ache in his wake. Before going back he reached for you again instinctively you pull back as if he was going to strike you. “Hm, I don’t treat you that harsh but I will...keep testing me.” He finished, only coming close to fix your hair.
Kim Namjoon...
Another day held the same daily routine, wake up Joon, cook breakfast, clean get dressed and head to work, work, eat lunch in Joon’s office, work,go home, and restart.
Today Joon had lunch delivered, practically throwing his money like confetti paper, much to the delight of his employees. Both of you sat on the floor of his office, enjoying the home style take out in silence. Without noticing all your attention was being absorbed by your phone. “What’s so intriguing kitten?” Your fingers stopped in their place “just texting a friend.” You looked at him through your lashes before going back to typing. He closed his take out container, he finished his meal and sneakily proceeded onto yours. Surprised by your lack of protests he spoke again.
“Oh yeah? And whose this friend?” He mumbled still chewing. “Someone I might know?” You nodded in response, unsatisfied he got up going to wash his hands in his office restroom. “Their name would be helpful y/n.” Just from his tone alone you could tell he was nearing impatience. “He works here, I’m just helping him...explaining how the log in system works he’s locked out at the moment.”
Joon no longer cared for their name and you knew it. “Oh ‘he’?” You nodded, he came drying his hands with his initialed towels. “New guy...Choi?” You looked up fully for the first time in a while. “Yeah, Soobin.” He nodded,Sitting in his desk turning to some papers. Nothing left to say you looked back down at your massages. “I’d like you to eat though, I don’t want you going hungry.” He ordered you around like a father and you obeyed.
Chewing, you almost choked as Soobin sent a joke that you weren’t ready for. Joon raised a brow, “a funny one huh? Let me see.” He looked down at you hand out flat. Your eyes went doe, there is no way your letting Joon read this vulgar joke. Soobin would be out of a job just as quick as he got one. “C’mon let me see, don’t make me take it.” Maybe he’ll laugh about it too, you gave up the device.
At first he squinted before his eyes grew wide. “ ‘This copy machines looks like the one from those cheesy office pornos....let’s make one?’ Y/N this is who your waisting your time on?” Rolling your eyes you went back to your meal, annoyed he didn’t find the harmless joke amusing. “Joon he was joking, it’s not like he knows I’m dating someone.”
You felt wind brush past you and a crashing sound occurred from behind, startled you made eye contact. “I had half the mind to throw that piece of shit at your head.” His angered expression taking you aback, you must’ve forgotten Joon is the extremely jealous type. “Go get it, bring it back to me.” Slowly turning trying not to take your eye off of him, you retrieved the shattered phone. Harshly he took it from your hands. Tapping before turning it to you, “block him.” You flinched at his sudden hand movement. “Don’t flinch away from me, block the bastard, before I’m the one bending you over the copy machine.”
Jung Hoseok...
Slouching in the pool chair you observed as the other women splashed and paddled around like children. You don’t usually go to these types of things, and neither does Hoseok. But this time it was important, he was here solely to kiss butt with his new business partners.
He practically forced you to put on your swimsuit, fully planning on walking you around like a show dog for the evening. Crossing your legs you brought your straw to your lips. You’d planned on getting in the pool, but apparently you weren’t good enough for the other wives...or affairs in the pool at the moment.So to spare the embarrassment you decided to watch.
“Enjoying yourself?” Hoseok came behind you patting your head softly. “Hm I guess.” You placed your drink away. “Hobi I’m ready to go. home.” You pouted, his hand still on the chair he came to your side. “Home? We’ve just got here an hour ago.” Nodding at his true statement you turned to look at him. “Yeah...and now I’m ready to go home.” Rolling his eyes he squatted to your level. “C’mon baby, go make a friend in the pool, splash around yeah?”
“No, I’m tired.” He groaned putting his head on your shoulder. “Y/n, boo don’t be a brat, you wanna go inside, wanna find a bed for you?” “Hm will you stay with me?” He looked over his shoulder, “ah Bruce wants to talk cuts and coverage a bit more, I can show you to a ro-” “nooo hobi!”
Panicking he pinched you to lower your volume. The party in the pool ceased and all eyes were on you. You’d learned how to cheat the system,It usually didn’t take much pouting from you to get your way. “c’mon get up.” He pulled me roughly by my forearm almost making you trip over your feet. He pulled you into the spacious home, up the stairs and into a hall. “Here let’s go in this room hobi.” You could tell by the look on his face hobi didn’t come to rest.
“Do you get off on making me look like an idiot?” He spoke close to your face. “Hey, I told you i wanted-” he covered your mouth with his large hand. “I don’t give a fuck what you want, now shut up and get in that fucking room.” Meekly you followed his order. “I’m sorry hobi.” “Ah I said shut up!” You stood in the middle of the decretive room, “down.” Down on your knees before him he looked down disgusted.
“Now make my cock hard so I can teach you how to use your loud ass mouth correctly.” Hesitantly you leaned forward, he groaned loudly reaching for you making you backwards in response. “Quickly, and don’t you dare run away.” He grabbed your hair, now under his full control.
Kim Taehyung...
“Mm how does it feel being my right hand lady?”
“Well seems like I’m on top of you right now.”
“I love how smart you are baby.”
Taehyung had recently promoted you to his secretary, now you can’t help but be in his office all day. Dreamily he looked up into your eyes as you straddled him. “Round 2 huh?” He huffed making you giggle, “let’s not indulge Taetae.” You nipped at the shell of his ear, he gripped your ass tightly. “What else do you have to do, I distributed your work along all the employees you’re here to have fun!”
“Well the phone has been ringing like crazy let me answer at least one call!” You climbed off, your skirt still scrunched around your waist your panties to the side. “Ahhh the baby wants to feel like a big woman go on answer.” Smiling with accomplishment, you picked up the phone. “Hello this is y/n y/l/n, answering for Kim Taehyung.” It was actually another secretary on the line you took notes as he spoke. You felt so responsible you knew Taehyung would be proud, you looked over to see his approval only to find him not there.
Confused you held conversation, until you felt something warm glide along your thigh making you Yelp. “Ah I’m sorry, Mr Lee, repeat that?” In fear you looked under your desk, mischievously Taehyung winked at you. You went back to the conversation, as he lapped your heat. You were already so sensitive you wouldn’t last a minute more of this. “Stop it please Tae.” You hissed pressing the phone to your chest. He did the opposite, penetrating you with his longest digit. Curling his finger and assaulting your clit, if the lewd sound of slurping could be heard by you you knew it could be heard over the phone. Quickly you hung up, very upset you squeezed his head between your thighs.
“Cumming baby?” “No, quitting.” He pulled back confused “what?” You fixed you panties, pulling your skirt back over yourself. “I asked you to let me do one thing, and still you couldn’t keep off of me.” He crawled from under your desk. “Who was on the phone?” He asked dryly, you looked over your notes. “Mr Lee.” “Oh, he calls everyday for his boss they have nothing to offer so we have nothing to give.” You nodded making a note to avoid his calls. “Anything else?” He shook his head going back to his desk with a deep sigh.
Oh good grief, you huffed falling back into your chair, you’ve gotten upset with him and now he’s going to mope around. “TaeTae, please understand I do actually want to work, we’ve talked about this.” You spun your chair to look at him, he looked at you inquisitively. “Maybe you should go back downstairs, I don’t want to distract you.” You could feel your eyes stretching. “Tae! No it’s not that serious.” “No no, your cubicle is still empty, the largest one.” You crossed your arms. “You’ll get the raise you just won’t be here honey...maybe I’ll offer the position to Sana.” He turned from you to go in his computer. “No, I’m not going.” “Bye Y/n see you tonight.” He mumbled nonchalantly.
“No Taehyung.” He gave a grim chuckle. “Stop being hard headed, go fetch Sana for me will you....love you.” “No kim Taehyung, this is MY job!” The phone rung and you picked it up, “hello this is-” He came pulling the phone from you slamming it to hang it up you flinched harshly. “Y/L/N, I won’t ask you agin, get out or do what I promoted you here to do.” He looked into your eyes devilishly. You complied removing your skirt, playtime was over, you sadly knew your place. “Perfect girl.”
Park Jimin...
“I’ll beat your ass come here. Now.” You stood in his office doorway, fear quaking over you. “Y/n...now.” he leaned on his desk looking you up and down. You walked in to what seemed to be your demise. “The door, close it, lock it.” “Mr Park please.” He got up walking behind you and slamming the door before walking in front of you again. “Where the fuck! Were you.” You looked at him, head fogged unsure of an answer. “I-I Mr Park...I’ve been here at work since 3 AM actually...before you got here.” He laughed lightly.
“I didn’t want your schedule, I know your damn schedule, the meeting today’s meeting.” You toyed with your fingers, “OH...oh Mr Park I forgot you needed me I’m sorry h-how did it go?” “We fucking lost the deal, the information you dug up is what we needed and you were somewhere in LaLa land.” He dug his hands into his hair. “C‘mere.” He sat on the leather couch that decorated his office. “Please Mr Park, I’ll stay late and I’ll beg for another meeting date.” He shook his head “no, c’mere.” You stood still pleading with your eyes. “I’ll drag you by your cheap blow out, bring your ass here.” You shuffled to him, he pulled your dress bending you over his knee.
He pulled your dress up, “Mr Park what will your wife say?” You began to tear up, why would he choose you to give his violent love to. “Ha, she’ll say “fuck me harder” later tonight why?” You shook your head refusing to respond. “Look into the mirror.” You obliged. He pulled his hand up just stoping before it hit you causing you to shudder a jerk violently. “ Do you fear me y/n?” You nodded almost sobbing. “I’ve trained you well...head up...be a big girl.”
Jeon Jungkook...
The whole building was draped in a gloomy mood as Jungkook stalked about looking for something to nitpick. Earlier today you and Jungkook had a falling out on the way to work about how close you were getting with one of your male coworkers. And said coworker that just happened to be your cubicle neighbor. He rounded your area multiple times, chastising said coworker, sending him on errands and putting him down again and again.
Seeing how it was affecting the newbie, you finally turned to Jungkook. “Mr Jeon, can I speak to you.” “No.” He turned quickly before going back to chastise the frightened employee. “Slip up again, and I’ll make sure you’re looking at a deep fryer for the rest of your life Kang.” He whispered just loud enough for you to catch it.
“Mr Jeon please, for a minute.” He clears his throat leaving your area. Your face grew hotter by the minute, you got up going to talk to your distraught friend. “Hey, listen he’s all bark and no bite what do you need help with?” You smiled warmly remembering how it felt to be new in a place like this.
“Well every time I answer the phone and start the question pro-” a heavy hand lands on his and your shoulder “who said this was a social hour y/l/n” a sigh came from deep inside of you. “ Damn it Kookie-” “who? Excuse me?” His eyes widening. “Jungkook- Jeon- I’m sorry...I’m sorry Mr Jeon.” He eyed the two of you “hm...kang get to work, y/l/n you too.” He began to walk away. “Y/n I’ll send you an email, I really need help on this.”
“Email her I dare you.” You spun in your chair “Mr jeon please! He’ll never get better if I don’t.” He rolled his eyes taking off his glasses, “what was he trained for if he can’t use the damn computer?” Everyone in the office was watching the dispute. “Pft I was trained on any of this! I had you holding my hand the whole way why can’t he?” He started waking the other way, his face glowing crimson. “Get in my office, now y/n.” You sat turning to your work. “No Jeon. I won’t.” “Y/n you can come to my office, or clock out and go home for the rest of the damn month.” All eyes on you like this was some cheesy tv drama, you got up following him.
Once in the safety of his four walls you stood hands on your hips “why kookie, why you being a Jackass?” He turned to face you, anger evident. Swiftly he pulled you by your shirt “talk to me like that outside of this office space the way you did today one more time, and you’ll be begging me to fire you. Yeah?” You nodded earning a open palm slap to your cheek, “yeah? Open your slutty mouth like you did for Kang, am I understood?” “Yeah kookie.” Another slap, your cheek began to burn. “Yes Mr Jeon.” He lifted his hand making you flinch in his grip. “Lovely girl, now get out there, and leave Kang alone or else.”
Genre: fuckboy!Taehyung, Nerd!Reader, university au, friends(?) to lovers au, semi-crack???
Warnings: Smut, Sex toys, Cum play (tiny), basically taehyung doesn’t know what privacy is.
Words: 12.1k
Summary: You can’t sleep.
You tossed in your bed for what felt like the millionth time. This wasn’t unusual. The sleeplessness that you have been enduring for the past 2 weeks was slowly becoming an unwelcoming routine. You weren’t quite sure how, or why, this had started taking place anyway. Sure, you worked well into the late hours, studying until your brain begged for mercy and some unconscious relief, hoping that you will tire yourself out enough to fall into the deep slumber you desperately craved. Alas, it never came as easily as you wanted it to. It wasn’t even that you were an insomniac, or at least you didn’t think so. Falling asleep had never been such a task before. Never even had to think about it this much to the point where you considered scheduling an appointment with your doctor to see what was suddenly wrong with you.
- spin-off of LIAB: Taehyung finds himself enamored with his new dog groomer but is incapable of conversing with her. Instead, he ends up embarrassing himself time and time again. Will he be able to ask her out on a date? Or will he fall flat on his face?
pairing: taehyung x pet groomer!reader
side ships: namjin, yoonmin
special appearance: min yoonji
genre: crack, fluff, eventual smut (18+)
status: ON HOLD
A/n: there will be written parts included in some parts with individual warnings. unlike LIAB, this does not have a schedule. I will update when I can. It’ll be shorter too.
- while on vacation with her friends, she meets a tall, dark, handsome stranger that takes her breath away. to keep the mystery going, she gives him a fake name, she’ll miss her vacation love.
✧ a drunken text ends with you wrapped up in the arms of your ex-boyfriend. aka the man that you dumped two years prior, after he refused to marry you. suddenly, all of the feelings that you’d seemingly had buried come rushing back up to the surface, and you’re not sure how long you can ignore them.
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↣ general warnings: explicit sex, candid sex talk, no nut november, cursing, drinking/alcohol, mentions of weed/drugs, ppl being shits skjfkjfr, betrayal and conspiring, edging, masturbation, mxm, mentions of mlm and wlw
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↣ summary: Eight friends. One terrible idea. A whole lot of trouble. Welcome to No Nut November.
↣ notes: first things first, i wanna thank @jjkxla for helping me brainstorm this shit show. also, if you wanna be tagged for the upcoming parts just DM me!! banner by @namluve
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welcome to hell, enjoy your stay.
Teaser
✧Part One: The Nut Games Are On
↳ excerpt: “A new adventure awaits us in this holy month of November,” he explained ominously, “a challenge only the bravest dare to partake, but only the chosen ones come forth victorious…”
✧Part Two: An Offer You Can’t Refuse
↳ excerpt: “Wait, wait, wait, hold on…” You interrupted. “Let’s say I agree and join you. What’s in it for me?”
✧Part Three: Plan of Attack
↳ excerpt: “I think that’s your blue balls talking,” you grinned, watching his pupils dilate with pure lust. “We’re playing a game, remember?”
✧Part Four: The Brotherhood
↳ excerpt: “And the plot thickens…” Jungkook ominously muttered with an amused look on his face.
✧Part Five: Cat Got Your Tongue?
↳ excerpt: “Scared, Kim?” You taunted tilting your head up to lightly graze your lips over his.
✧ Part Six: Mayday
↳ excerpt: “Maybe I should’ve tied your hands like I originally planned, but… guess that’ll have to wait for another day. Perhaps next month?”
✧ Part Seven: All Bark, No Bite
↳ excerpt: “Yeah, I’m just saying goodbye to fifty bucks, but hey, at least I can rub one out if I please,” Hoseok grinned.
✧ Part Eight: Battle of the Wits
↳ excerpt: “And there it is,” Seokjin grinned after a beat. “Your own horniness is blocking your usual swagger. It’s not letting you concentrate! It’s blocking your qi.”
✧ Part Nine: No Funky Business
↳ excerpt: If his friends wanted him to be civil, then he was going to be civil. Fuck the game, apparently.
✧ Part Ten: Climax
↳ excerpt: “So you used us for your gain? Is that what you’re implying?”
✧ Part Eleven: Shawarma In The Park
↳ excerpt: “Oh dear,” Seokjin lamented, and buried his face in his hands. “I’m fucked.”
✧ Part Twelve: The Devil’s Advocate
↳ excerpt: Suddenly, Seokjin smirked. “Wanna bet on it?”
✧ Part Thirteen: The Choice
↳ excerpt: “What are you waiting for, then?” Jimin asked. “Call her.”
✧ Part Fourteen: The Nut King
↳ excerpt: “Battle it out?” You snorted. “Does this seem like a boxing match to you?”
✧ Part Fifteen: Schrödinger’s Orgasm
↳ excerpt: “Let’s cut to the chase. Who won? Who lost? And where do I put my money? The expectation’s killing me.”
