a/n: hiii guyssss. i know it’s been forever but im gonna try to start writing more :3 anyway, this might be inspired by the song lights down low, i heard a line about hair pulling and i couldn’t help myself. njoyyy <3
jungkook was mean. it was plain and simple. he had been your best friend for years now, but he was mean. he pulled your hair, teased you constantly, made up any excuse to laugh at you, and right now was no exception.
“y/n, seriously? it’s a remote controller not a hand grenade.” he prodded a finger at your side as you did your best to focus on the television screen in front of you. it wasn’t even your idea to play video games, but of course you made an exception to spend time with your best friend, only to have it backfire.
“jungkook this is stupid. i have no idea what im doing.” you glanced down at your small hands wrapped awkwardly around the controller. every button looked like it could power an airplane, and it didn’t help that he had queued you both into a competitive match and you had never even heard of this game before 10 minutes ago.
“quit bitching and help me, there’s a full team over here.”
you rolled your eyes, glancing over at your best friend who’s stare was fixed intently on the screen.
“bitching? i’m bitching?”
“y/n, i need your help! shut up and get over here!”
you threw the controller at his lap, narrowly missing his dick as you began to throw a small tantrum. you didn’t want to fight with him, but god why did he have to be such an ass?
“hey! what was that for?” he sat up, uncrossing his legs as he placed the controller down on the couch between you. it didn’t take a genius to realize that he had died while you were busy tossing things at him.
“you said i was bitching.”
“well you were.”
you rolled your eyes, standing up from the couch as you tried to keep your cool. “i’ve never played this game, you can’t expect me to be good on the first try.”
“please baby, i’ve been with plenty of girls that were good on the first try.” he shot you a smirk and you could feel your stomach recoil at his words.
“okay now you’re just trying to annoy me on purpose.”
he laughed softly, leaning forward and grabbing your wrist gently as he pulled you into him. physical touch was something that always freaked you out, especially with boys, but you somehow got used to jungkook’s constant neediness for physical connection.
“i’m just teasing you. why can’t you lighten up? you must be so tense from all that stressing.” his face turned soft as he reached a hand over your shoulder and began rubbing it carefully, almost like a massage.
“i’m not tense. and i’m not stressed.” you were very tense. you were way behind with school and could barely think straight with finals coming up.
he shot you a knowing glare and began to kneed harder into your skin, eliciting a soft groan as you felt your muscles begin to weaken.
“trust me, baby. you’re tense. just relax, you know i love to mess with you. but you also know that i’ll always take care of you.”
“well can you take care of my homework while you’re at it?”
he chuckled softly, his skillful hands still working beautifully on your shoulders. “i’m not a miracle worker, baby.”
you felt your eyes begin to droop as his movements began to grow more harsh, focusing on a particularly rough knot under your neck. you shuddered at the feeling, completely oblivious to his eyes trailing down your face and landing on your collarbones.
“you’re working a miracle on my back right now.”
“am i?” his voice was rough, but somehow still just as sweet as always.
“mhm.” you nodded, letting your neck droop completely as you let yourself bask in the feeing of his hands working at your tight muscles.
but of course, jungkook was mean. his hands trailing from your back and falling to your ponytail as he tugged on it harshly, a soft gasp slipping from your lips as you awoke from your trance.
“hey that was mean.”
“me giving you a free back rub is mean?”
“no asshole, you pulling my hair.”
he smirked, his hand still gripped tightly around your long strands. “baby doesn’t like her hair pulled?”
you furrowed your brows at him, sensing the devilish look in his eyes as he tugged again, a little harder this time as another whimper escaped your lips.
“jungkook, stop!”
“it sure sounds like you’re enjoying it.”
“why would i want you to pull on my hair?” you cocked your head to the side, painfully aware of his fingers tracing patterns through your ponytail.
he shrugged, “most girls do.”
“okay you’re being gross again.”
tug.
“jungkook, seriously stop.”
tug.
“jungkook!”
he quirked a brow at you, tightening his grip on your hair as you braced yourself for another pull, only this time it was different. he started pulling your hair down, very slowly. so slow that you didn’t even notice until your face was pointed toward the ceiling, but his strength had you stuck, unable to defend yourself as he leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to your neck.
you felt your skin begin to heat, both from shock and embarrassment, your cheeks growing warmer as your voice shook. “what are you doing?”
“proving you wrong.” he muttered against your skin, his lips trailing down your neck further as he peppered soft, careful, calculated kisses to every patch of available skin.
“jungkook.” it was meant to sound like a warning, but with your voice so shaky it sounded more like a whimper.
“yes, baby?”
you whined as you felt his tongue dance around your neck, his teeth nibbling softly until he found a sensitive patch of skin, devoting his full attention to it.
“nothing to say?” he murmured into the goosebumps on your skin. god you wanted to prove him wrong, but god if this wasn’t the hottest thing you’d ever experienced.
you accepted defeat and shook your head, feeling him smirk against you as his kisses became more hungry, his grip on you hair still tight as his other hand danced up your thigh, landing carefully on your waist.
“you taste like cinnamon. so sweet.” you wanted to cry at his words, something about them so sultry but gentle at the same time. you could feel your temperature rising, silently begging for more as you finally felt him release your hair and use his hands to guide you into his lap.
you and jungkook had always been close, but never quite this close. sure you’d wrestled and ended up on top of each other at one point, but never like this, never so intimate.
his gaze was fixed intently on you as he used his thumb to lift your chin softly, examining the now bruising spots he left in his wake.
“so pretty all marked up for me, baby.” he grazed a single finger over one, causing you to shudder. you hated submitting to him, he always drove you crazy and you gave him hell back, but right now you had nothing to give him except your complete and undivided attention.
he pinched your chin softly, his other hand guiding your hips to begin to rock on him carefully. “you’ve wanted to do this for a while, haven’t you sweetheart?”
“d-do what?” you felt your cheeks heat with embarrassment at your small stutter. hating the compromising position he now has you in.
“grind on my lap like a good little girl.”
you almost gasped at the way he spoke so easily. you knew jungkook wasn’t inexperienced, and you always heard positive reviews from the women he had been with, but this was never something you expected.
you looked at him blankly, almost scared to respond until he softly removed his hands from your waist, allowing you to move at your own speed.
“see? so desperate.”
“i’m not desperate-“
“no use denying sweetheart, not when you’re rutting against me like a fucking puppy.” he reached up to your blouse, easily popping the buttons open to reveal your new white lacy bra. you had just gotten it the day before, but you certainly didn’t expect jungkook to be the first boy to see it.
“what’s this?” he asked, smirking up at you as he lifted his hands to graze over the soft material, your hips now having a mind of their own, especially as you felt him begin to grow more and more beneath you.
“i-i just got it. do you like?”
“do i like? baby you look absolutely stunning. it’s a shame that it’s gonna have to end up on the floor.” without giving you time to respond, jungkook reached beneath your blouse and unhooked it in record time, letting it fall beneath your shirt as he began to kneed your breasts skillfully, the same way he was massaging your shoulders just a few minutes before.
you felt your head fall back, your eyes rolling as you placed your hands on his shoulders to deepen your grinding. your skin was on fire, your entire body lit aflame as it begged for more.
“please for once, jungkook. stop fucking teasing me.”
his eyes lit up in a way you’ve never seen before as he suddenly flipped you over, your face smooshed into the couch cushion as he lifted your ass into the air and began to work down your leggings.
“how hard?” you heard him ask from behind you, his voice cold and focused.
“how hard? god what are you trying to do rearrange my organs?”
he chuckled softly, “baby i’m gonna do that anyway. i’ll fuck you as hard as i want, but how hard do you want me to pull that pretty hair of yours?”
you felt a cool breeze against your lower half an the gentle thud of your leggings being tossed somewhere across the room, your brain reeling as it tried to process what he was asking.
you suddenly felt your head jerk back, your body flush with his and his hand tangled in you hair. “you answer me when i’m talking to you.”
“h-hard. as hard as you want.” you quickly spit out, his hand releasing its grip on your ponytail as you fell face first back onto the couch cushion, followed by the rattle of jungkook’s jeans.
he wasn’t small, you were sure of it. not that you’d seen it before, but you could very easily tell by his behavior, and it lit a spark inside your core that had been dormant for a very long time. you hadn’t been with anyone in months, maybe even a year, and you had a feeling you wouldn’t be able to sit for a week after jungkook was through with you.
a tap on your ass brought you back to reality as you felt his hard length against your cheek. “you’ll be good, right sweetheart? tell me you’ll be good.”
“i-i’ll be good.” you whined, arching your back further as you quietly begged for him to just put you out of your misery already.
you let out a deep moan as you felt one of his fingers slip between your folds, soaking him instantly.
“god you’re fucking soaked. arch for me slut and i’ll teach you just how good you can be.” his voice was rough with desire, and the sound of it made you quickly follow his command, his tip carefully prodding your hole as he began to sink inside of you.
your were seeing stars already, your fingers digging into the couch as you let out a soft cry. he wasn’t even halfway in and you already felt like you were going to explode.
“fuck you’re so goddamn tight. no one’s fucked you in a while, huh baby? i’ll take care of you, god i’m gonna take care of you so good. just take it, sweetheart. that’s it.”
pure sin, that’s the only word you could use to describe not just what he was saying to you, but how he was making you feel. by the time you finally felt him bottom out inside of you, you were about ready to burst into tears, with one single drop sliding down your cheek.
you felt a tug on your scalp and barely processed that you were now pressed back against him, the new angle shifting his cock deeper inside of you.
“good little girl. so sweet and warm for me, hmm?” he cooed, turning your head gently so he could face you. you watched his eyes flick down to the teardrop on your cheek, his face instantly lighting up as he chuckled softly.
“poor little baby, crying already?” he softly licked the side of your face, devouring the teardrop whole as he released you, leaving you flat down on the couch again as he began to slowly fuck you, moving at a painfully slow pace.
“i can give you something to cry about, sweetheart. you just have to ask nicely.” he purred, his thrusts so slow and deliberate that you could practically feel the veins of his cock rubbing against your walls.
“please.” you were barely able to mutter.
“hmm? what was that doll i can’t quite hear you?”
you swallowed, trying to cleanse your dry mouth as your legs began to shake from the immense torture he was building into your core. “give me something to cry about.”
“with pleasure, baby.” and just like that, he was animalistic. driving into you at an inhuman pace, his hands on your hips burning into your skin hard enough you thought you’d see bruises the next day.
you were a complete moaning, writhing mess. he was so big, and you were so full, and fuck he was moving too fast. you grabbed at the couch, anything to keep you from literally flying off. and just when you thought you were going to tap out, he was tugging on your hair again, arching your back to hit deeper inside of you, making you scream.
“that’s it, baby. you’re taking me so well. tiny little thing getting stuffed full of cock. tell me, has anyone ever fucked you like this?”
“n-no” you stuttered out, your voice breaking as he tugged on your hair harder.
“is this hard enough for you, slut? or do you still want more?”
the coil in your stomach was nearing the end of its lifespan, your body now barely able to keep from seizing up as you shook so violently. but he just pulled your hair even harder.
“answer me, bitch!”
“f-fuck, yes jungkook i want more. whatever you’ll give me i’ll take it, just please. god please let me cum.”
he laughed menacingly, his thrusts continuing their pace as he slapped your ass harshly. “cum? you’re this close already? god baby you really do like it rough don’t you?”
“jungkook please!” you were begging at this point, you didn’t care how desperate you sounded, but you needed his permission, and you could feel yourself so close to the edge that it was borderline painful. every muscle in your body screaming at you to let go.
“go ahead, sweetheart. let me feel you cream all over my cock.”
it was dirty, it was disgusting, never in your life had you felt so humiliated, but just like he said, you were creaming all over his cock. your legs shaking violently as your body collapsed onto the couch, lying flat as his thrusts began to slow, fucking you deeper than before, his words hovering just above your ear as he leaned closer.
“that’s it, baby. god you feel heavenly. i could stay here all day just letting you drain me dry.”
your walls were fluttering uncontrollably, the overstimulation creeping its way through your body, and you knew jungkook could tell.
“what is it? the pleasure getting to be too much?”
“fuck, jungkook. stop fucking teasing me.” you whined, your head spinning and all you could focus on was the way he was fucking you so deeply, rolling his hips into you like he knew your body better than his own.
“take it. be my good girl.” you heard a soft break in his voice, it was so slight, but just enough where you noticed that he was close.
gathering up your last bit of strength you arched your back off the couch, just enough so he could fuck you better, the new angle sending your body into overdrive.
“f-fuck, you don’t know how long i’ve wanted to do this. such a good fucking girl, y/n. my good slut.” his hips stuttered as you felt him quickly pull out of you, shooting his load onto your back and leaving your insides fluttering away.
you whined at the new empty space inside of you, like his cock had always been there and now you were missing half of yourself. but it wasn’t long before jungkook was collapsing on top of you, practically crushing your small body.
“fuck, you’re heavy. get off of me fatass.” you groaned, trying to roll out from underneath him.
“i just gave you the best orgasm of your life and that’s all you have to say to me?” he pants in between words, gently rolling off your back and leaning into the couch as he glanced at your fucked out form, his eyes zeroing in on your practically mutilated cunt.
“who said it was the best orgasm of my life?”
“please baby, you think i can’t tell when a girl experiences actual good sex for the first time?”
you narrowed your eyes at him, sitting up as best as you can without collapsing, “excuse me? i’ve had plenty of good sex.”
“taehyung doesnt count as good sex.”
you scoffed, “what’s wrong with taehyung?”
“what’s not wrong with taehyung?” jungkook laughed.
and it was now that you realized, you really needed some new friends.
hii guys!! merry xmas to all who celebrate!! i was so close to finishing my larger project but i may or may not have given up on it. DW THOUGH IM STILL ALIVE AND THINKING ABT WRITING <33
i’m currently in the process of finishing my larger project, it’s taking up a lot of my time as i’m taking it as serious as i can.
im currently on chapter 17, but im looking for some people who would potentially be interested in helping me edit and revise it!
if you’re interested please pm me, or leave a message in my requests inbox!
once i’m finished writing the rough draft, im going to step away from the piece all together for about a month or so, giving anyone who’s interested in editing or revising it plenty of time to add any thoughts or comments!!
please let me know, no requirements, no strings. i hope to hear from some of you !!! i’m super excited for this next step in my writing journey as my first full length book!!!
i’m currently working on a bigger project (too big for tumblr), so that’s why i’ve been so quiet. but trust me i’m writing !!!
i’m trying to finish as many chapters (hint hint) as i can before i start uploading them just in case i lose motivation halfway through, but i’m super super excited and proud of this plot that i’ve built
a/n: just a lil something to keep you guys occupied while i finish up school :3 tysm for all the love im sorry for inactivityyy… don’t worry ill make it up to you guys <3
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his cold calloused hands ran over your cheek, nearly kissing away the single teardrop that slid down your flushed skin. his other hand wrapped gently around your hair, pulling it perfectly out of your face as he guided your soft lips over his cock.
“that’s it, baby.” he coos from above you. your knees were peppered in carpet burn, painted velvet over your pale skin as you felt every vein and crease of his length along your hollowed cheeks. to you, he was admirable, a man of power, a man of riches. he didn’t even take his suit off when you fucked. but to him, you were an angel sent from heaven, his saving grace, his escape from reality.
you felt yourself gag around him as he slowly pushes himself deeper inside, his hips bucking up slightly as his eyes turn white, relishing in everything you have to offer him. god he really was a sight for sore eyes.
you hollow your cheeks further around his cock, nearly enough to make him cum on the spot as he gently pulls himself out of your mouth, his eyes flicking to yours as he leans forward, wiping your perfect plump lips and smeared mascara as best as he can.
“sweet little girl, come here.” he rasps, patting his thigh as he helps you stand up from between his legs, watching as you perfectly position yourself on either side of his thigh.
“jungkook.” you whine softly. you wanted nothing more than to see him cum. watch his eyes roll back as he thrusts deep into your mouth. even if it hurt, every strain of muscles in your throat was worth hearing him moan and whimper beneath you.
he smirks at you sweetly, his dimples poking out as he brings his hands to your waist, sliding his fingers over your bare stomach as he begins to guide you slowly. your clothed cunt rubbing against his thigh almost perfectly as your bare legs tighten around him.
his smirk deepens as he watches how quickly you respond, bringing one of his hands up to your face to push a strand of hair away from your eyes.
“such a pretty little thing. i couldn’t resist baby, you look too good like this. and i know how much you love my thigh.” his voice is dripping with sex, rumbling through your chest as your hips begin to move on their own, barely being guided by his cold hands. he was right, riding his thigh always made your mind cloudy, and always left you desperate for more.
“w-wanted to see you c-cum.” you mutter under your breath, the words slipping out almost subconsciously as your body begins to fall under his spell, under his trance.
he smirks even more, licking his lips subtly, although you could barely notice him now with how lost you were on him.
“i know sweetheart. but i want to see you cum first.” jungkook was walking sex in your eyes. his every touch, his every line, every breath was so gentle, it left your body aching for more almost constantly, even without your knowledge. so much so that in situations like this, you tended to forget who you were.
right now you were just a poor girl on his lap, and he was a rich boy watching you ride him breathlessly. and that was enough for you.
your hands subconsciously move up to his shoulders, gripping them softly as your hips begin to move with more fluidity. your already damp underwear now seeping onto his perfectly ironed dress pants, the wrinkles they left behind only adding a deeper intensity to your throbbing cunt.
your whines and gentle moans were like gas to a flame, drawing jungkook in closer as his hands grip your waist tighter, his lips leaning down to catch your neck sweetly. every kiss he left behind was like heaven, easily finding every spot he knew you adored, like he memorized every inch of your skin, and it only spurred you on more.
his kisses became rapid, his tongue darting out to lick a seamless stripe of desire down your collarbone, and easily earning a moan from between your lips. he had you right where he wanted you.
“let me hear you baby, let me hear your pretty little moans.” he coos between kisses, a subtle pink blotch appearing on your shoulder as he coaxes you closer to the edge, your noises only intensifying at his every move.
“m-more.” you mutter breathlessly, your hips increasing in pace as you ride him with every last bone in your body. your entire soul belonged to him, every drop of blood in your veins was his to claim, money aside, he was the only man who could ever make you feel so high without a single toxin in your body.
he hums softly, his grip on your waist tightening as he pulls you closer, your cunt dragging off his thigh as he lifts your body up, his eyes scanning down to the wet patch on your panties, and the growing stain on his own pants.
“you’re making a mess, sweetheart. what am i gonna do with you?” you whine at his words, your hips bucking up subconsciously, craving any sort of relief your swollen cunt can find.
“p-please.” your eyes were big and red, staring at him desperately as you pleaded for him to show you some sort of mercy, and you felt a wave of relief wash over you as you felt him slowly lower you back down, stopping to hover you above his leg as you feel his hand slither between your thighs.
“i’ll give you what you want, baby. you trust me, don’t you?”
you nod your head quickly at his question, your body nearly shaking, pleading for forgiveness as you feel his slim fingers pulling your underwear aside. your perfectly soaked cunt on full display for him, and you nearly collapse as you feel his fingers begin to trace your folds.
“tell me darling, is this what you wanted?” his voice, his words alone could be considered cruel and unusual punishment. the way he delicately spread you apart for him, teased you relentlessly, was borderline violent.
“y-yes. p-please.” you mutter, your breath hitching in your throat as you feel his fingers enter you with ease, spreading your walls deliciously as he quickly lands on your most sensitive spot.
“then take it.” he begins to pump in and out of you harshly, every thrust of his fingers hitting a different spot inside you that you didn’t know existed. your head was spinning, your chest pounding, everything about him was driving you closer and closer to the edge.
you could barely hold yourself up, you could barely think straight, all you could think about was the way his fingers perfectly fit inside of you, knew every line and crevice of your untamed body, swallowing you whole like you were the last woman on earth, like he was a man starved of touch.
“shhh that’s it baby, there you go.” his praises ring in your ears on a loop, your grip tightening on his suit as his tie begins to loosen, his once slicked back hair now curly and disheveled.
and then you feel it.
“c-close.” you moan out, your breath nearly stolen from your chest as his fingers begin to move faster, his pace matching the way your hips ride his fingers. your slick dripping down to his knuckles as he curls himself deep inside of you, your heart almost jumping out of your chest with every motion.
his muffled praises go in one ear and out the other, but they’re appreciated nonetheless. your head was reeling, your legs trembling as you feel the knot in your stomach get tighter, and tighter. his grip on your waist bringing you back to reality for a split second.
“cum, angel.”
you feel your entire body tense at his words, the knot within you releasing just as quickly as it arrived. breathless whimpers and ecstasy filled promises dripping from your lips as you feel him slowly bring you back to his lap. everything was fuzzy, the room was spinning, all you could feel were the gentle pats on your hair, and the way his soft touch coaxed you out of euphoria.
“there you are, baby.” he coos as he sees your eyes finally flutter open. your cheeks flushed and forehead sticky as you leaned against him, your breathing still unsteady with desire.
you look up at him, your eyes full of lust and need. he was perfection, pure and utter perfection laid out before you. he was yours for the taking, and you were his.
“wanna make me cum?” he rasps, looking down at you, his dimples evident in his smile as he watches your eyes light up at the opportunity. you were never too tired for him, never too tired to satisfy the man of your dreams.
hiiii i’m doing well! i’ve been sooo busy with work and life, my finals are this week and i’m graduating next week woop!! i promise i didn’t forget about you guys, much love
