ok i tried real hard to start this blog up again but tbh it’s just dead save for the time i post a story 😩 imma leave it up just for the stories so y’all can still have them i think. if i do decide to delete it for good i’ll let y’all know. but as of rn i’m logging out and i’m done writing for this acc. thanks for everyone who made my stories feel appreciated and i love u all!!! stay safe n happy holidays 🎄❄️
Summary: Hoseok just being real rude during dinner time
Length: 2.9 k
Type: SMUT. why do i even bother... 99% of my stories are lmao
A/N: this was real hard for me 2 write cuz i really only see Hoseok as a funny baby so kno i tried hard for y’all!!!!
“You move and we won’t finish this at home later.”
Hoseok dug his fingers into your thighs, probably leaving a red mark wherever he went, biting hard into your lip you tried the best you could to hold in any noises.
You were seated in a booth, the dark dim lights of the restaurant shielding you somewhat from your blushing cheeks, you and hoseok sat on one end of the booth, with Namjoon and Jungkook on the other side, oblivious.
“Hey, y/n-“ Jungkook started, bringing his eyes up to your face, just as Hoseoks fingers began to inch closer towards your underwear, his long fingers raising goosebumps everywhere he touched, “-why aren’t you eating?”
You swallowed hard, looking down at your food that you had completely forgot about, nodding your head at Jungkook’s question.
Before you could answer, you felt Hoseok pip up next to you, his usual happy demeanor plastered on his face and you couldn’t help but stare as he acted so naturally.
“Yeah y/n, you need to eat so you’re not hungry later.” He smiled at you, something sweet. But his fingers were moving along the top of your panties now, in slow circular motions that made you want to bang your head against the table.
You nodded again, not trusting your face. Breathing out, you shakily picked up your fork, the boys all back to their previous chatter and you were thankful they weren’t watching you anymore.
You stabbed your fork lightly into a piece of pasta, trying to focus on breathing. Hoseok’s fingers began to work their way lower, nearing the area where your clit was nestled, and you bit down on the fork a little too hard.
Hoseok noticed, but didn’t give any intention of acknowledging you, instead he was lightly engaged in conversation with the other two boys about something you couldn’t pick up, his demeanor completely calm and usual.
You gnawed on your pasta, feeling Hoseok’s nimble fingers finally finding their way to your clit from outside your panties, and he began to rub.
You didn’t have anymore more pasta to bite on so you gnawed at your tongue instead, feeling Hoseoks fingers caress you was causing you to go lightheaded, the public setting, his lack of caring, it was all getting to your head and you felt dizzy.
He continued to talk to Namjoon, completely engrossed in whatever it was, but his fingers stayed complacent against your clit, rubbing your underwear and causing you to grip the edge of the table, shifting lightly so your panties didn’t stick.
Hoseok was never into public sex, so you couldn’t pin why he was doing this now.
The pads of his fingers were working against you, the wetness seeping from them obvious, the boys were still talking when you felt his finger lightly lift the cloth of your underwear, before his middle and index finger settled in between your folds, beginning to rub at your clit from the inside, the wetness letting him glide along you easily.
You stared at the table, gripping the edge of the seat with one hand, trying to stay quiet, but you felt like you’d burst any second.
“Ah, so wet.”
You snapped your head up, cheeks burning, surprised at Hoseoks loud and obvious statement.
You bit your tongue when you saw he was referring to the water Jungkook had lightly spilled on the table, he saw you staring at him, his face turning ever so slightly to wink at you. His face never anything other than his usual friendly and happy demeanor.
“You’re still not eating Y/n.” Namjoon frowned, bringing your attention from Hoseok to him and you wanted to scream, this was too much.
“Yeah, you need to eat, pick up the fork and put it inside your mouth.” Hoseok supplied, usually it would sound sweet and caring but now it sounded dirty and beckoning, you shuddered a little, feeling hot.
Hoseok’s fingers were still rubbing against your clit, his middle finger running a hand through your wetness every now and then and threatening to go inside of you at your entrance, barely poking and making you chew the insides of your mouth.
“Hello, y/n?” Namjoon asked again, his eyebrow quirking. “Are you feeling okay?”
You were, you felt amazing because of Hoseok, but it was too much, there were too many faces on you, Hoseok’s fingers were working too well, you felt a burn in your stomach and you decided you couldn’t take it anymore.
Instinctively, you grasped at Hoseok’s hand, trying your best to move him from your underwear nonchalantly. You wrapped your fingers around his wrist and pulled him out, surprised a wet popping sound didn’t come with it, he seemed surprised at your movement as he watched you, but his face settled back quickly.
“I have, to, uh, bathroom.” You tried your best shot at a sentence, mumbling into the air as you stared down, moving yourself further down the booth, thankfully riding your underwear back up from where it had been slightly pulled down.
The 3 boys only watched you quizzically, but you couldn’t bring your face back to them, especially Hoseok. You finally got up, wobbling a little, before making your way to the restroom, it was too much.
You swung the door open, the bathroom was a private one stall bathroom, the light only a little brighter inside than the main dining room. You shut the door softly behind you, moving to stand up near the sink, fingers gripping the sides of it.
You brought your head up to the mirror, your cheeks were flushed and your eye makeup was a little smudged, otherwise you looked fine.
Hoseok was too bold for you tonight, you couldn’t go back out there if he was planning to continue teasing you like this through out the night. You let out one long sigh, resting your back against the tile now, the cooling feeling causing your eyes to slip closed, letting his name slip from your lips is a sigh of annoyance.
“Hoseok.”
“You called?”
You opened your eyes, not even a little bit surprised. You half expected him to follow you anyways, so you only stared at him with a pout as he shut the bathroom door, locking it this time.
“Hoseok.” You groaned again, picking your body off the wall and waddling your way over. He opened his arms, laughing when you fell into his embrace, your head resting on his chest and your arms limply wrapped around him. He kissed the top of your head lightly, still laughing softly.
“You’re cute.” He hummed, holding you a little closer now, his arms running up and down your back.
You pouted deeper into his chest, lifting your chin to eye him.
“You’re rude.”
He opened his mouth, mock disappointment on his face.
“Me? Rude?” He asked, but you didn’t answer, only pushing your face back into his chest, shutting your eyes.
“Why am I rude, y/n?” He hummed, his arms starting to make slow circles on your back, causing you to squirm a little bit, but you didn’t answer him.
“Is it because of this?” He let his hands run down to the sides of your hips, his fingers massaging the lower end of your ass, and you let a small groan slip which he smiled at.
“Or this?” His hands moved from their spots on your hips to underneath your lavender dress, causing you to tighten and hiss against him when his ice cold fingers gripped at your bare cheeks, kneading them in his hands. He chuckled, facing the mirror and watching as his hands worked against your skin.
“Or maybe because of this?”
His hands disappeared from your behind, and you couldn’t help sticking your ass out in instinct. He ghosted over your skin, finally finding his way back to your underwear, and you moaned against his chest, eyes still closed and hands still wrapped around him.
“You looked so pretty tonight baby. I couldn’t help myself.” Hoseok hummed again, still watching his hands work in the mirror, amazed at your body.
His fingers rubbed against your entrance through your underwear, watching in awe at the wetness that was still spotting you.
“I had you this wet? In the middle of a restaurant too... you’re so bad.” He pretended to be disinterested, but he couldn’t wait much longer.
He pulled apart your underwear, causing you to grip him tighter and bury your face deeper, stomach vibrating. He pulled it as far back as he could, licking his lips when he saw your wet slit slightly open for him due to your arched back, groaning lightly.
“Such a bad girl.” He let his free hand touch itself to your skin, causing you to warm all over. “So wet for me already.” He licked his lips, rubbing at your entrance a few more times before he began to insert his finger slowly, enjoying the feeling of your walls squeezing around you, your heartbeat so loud he could feel it on his fingers.
“Letting me finger you in the middle of dinner...” Hoseok trailed off, letting his fingers rest inside of you before beginning to move them, still staring at the reflection of him and your body in the mirror, it was driving him insane.
He pumped his fingers lazily into you, causing you to moan out lightly against his chest, skin abuzz and eyes squeezed shut, it was too much but it felt so good and you didn’t want him to stop.
“I wanna play with you... But Namjoon and Jungkook will be suspicious. Do you want my cock instead?”
The question made you bite your lip hard, and you felt yourself nodding faster than you could contain. Hoseok’s lips curled up into a another smile, the ends of his hair playing into his eyes as he watched you below him.
“Turn around for me then.” He brought back his arms and gripped at your shoulders, peeling you from your place on his chest, your underwear fallen all the way to your ankles. He began to turn you around, causing you to fall against the sink that was now in front of you, your face looking flushed in the mirror as you brought your eyes up to Hoseok through it.
He wasn’t looking at you, he was looking down, his hands working on his belt and his other holding up your dress. He hissed when he finally got his cock out, the jeans hold on it finally gone.
He finally looked up as you gripped the sink, back bent and ass arched.
“Don’t look away from me.” He smiled in the mirror back at you, but his eyes were dark. You gulped, feeling his cock began to press against your entrance, causing you to rock back against it instinctively.
“Fuck.”
Hoseoks voice rang a little too loudly in the small bathroom but you didn’t care, you could only focus on the feeling of his dick stretching you out as he buried himself in you, the feeling familiar and warming.
You tilted your head, before you felt Hoseok’s hand come and grip at your hair, causing you to stare back at him in the mirror.
“Remember what I said.”
You nodded lightly, feeling him stall inside of you, you just wanted him to move.
He stared at you as he began to pull his hips back, seemingly reading your mind, and you struggled to not put your head down as you stared at his form in the mirror.
He was filling you up in a way that made your skin tingle and your eyes want to shut, all the pent up want from the night making you moan softly, still vaguely aware you were in a restaurant bathroom.
Hoseok pumped inside of you with long languid strokes that were increasing as time drew on. It felt like forever since you had felt him inside of you and you were resisting the urge to let your head fall, wanting to soak in the feeling of him stretching you out.
Hoseok wasn’t looking at you in the mirror anymore but you didn’t dare stop staring at him, scared he would stop thrusting inside of you. He was staring down as he watched his cock move in and out of you, your dress scrunched up and your panties wrapped around you.
His breathing was hard and your breathless moans were filling up the bathroom quickly, gripping onto the sink with white knuckles.
“You feel amazing.” Hoseok’s voice was low, his eyes still focused on your backside as you watched him. He began to quicken his pace, causing you to rub up against the sink with your chest.
“Fuck, I wanna last longer but...”
You and Hoseok knew the two boys were probably a little more suspicious now, and that you had been in the bathroom a little too long, so this wasn’t going to be your usual sex.
“It’s okay, just come.” Your voice was ragged, staring at Hoseok with wet eyes as his cock began to arch inside of you with a faster jolt, brushing up against a spot inside you that made you tense.
He grunted, his button up slightly open and only his zipper pulled down as he continued to go in and out of you, your head lolling back and forth as you struggled to maintain your view on him.
He began to moan louder, his fingers gripping your hips so hard you knew you were gonna have marks, and he finally brought his face back up to stare at you through the mirror from behind you.
“Im gonna come.” It fell from his mouth as more of an apology but you didn’t care, you wanted Hoseok to finish inside you more than anything, you wanted to let him come and feel good so you only nodded, pushing yourself back against him in time with his thrusts.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He let out a long groan, and you felt his hips began to sputter as he threw his head back, revealing his neck that was slightly glistening with sweat.
“I’m coming.” He whispered, letting his head fall forward as you held onto the sink still, eyes never leaving him.
He pumped inside you a few more times before you felt the familiar feeling of him pulling out with a pop, watching as he grabbed his cock hurriedly and placed the tip against your ass, just in time as his come came out in little spurts all over your skin, Hoseok’s low moans echoing through the bathroom.
“Holy shit.” Hoseok bit his lip, continuing to stroke himself lightly as he rode out his high, your head finally resting itself against the cool sink as you breathed raggedly, pleased with yourself.
He let out a few more long sighs, before you felt him completely pull away from you, and you realized how hot it was in the bathroom.
“Stay still baby.”
You felt a small napkin wipe at your cheeks, cleaning up where Hoseok had made a mess and you smiled, the feeling of his hands working against you softly now.
He cleaned you off, before reaching over and shimmying your panties up, before letting his arms wrap around your hips and pull your body against his, eyes slipping open as you watched him back hug you in the mirror, your dress falling down naturally.
He kissed your neck softly once, tickling you.
“Thank you. I’m sorry for acting up like that.” He sounded genuinely embarrassed, and you could only giggle and hum against him.
“It’s okay.”
“I’m gonna take care of you when we get home. I... You just looked so good I had to.”
You laughed again, turning your body around to stare into his face now and not through a mirror. He was as handsome as ever, his smooth hair barely sticking to his forehead.
You stared at him for a few seconds, as he did to you, before a knock interrupted you both.
“Shit. That scared me.” You pulled off of Hoseok, looking in the mirror and smoothing down your hair, the fantasy over.
“You good baby?”
You nodded at him, his smile flashing at you and causing happiness to spread all over your body like it always did when he smiled. He was infectious.
He put his fingers around the knob and tore the door open, revealing a stone faced Namjoon and a quizzical looking Jungkook in the hallway.
“Really? Here?” Namjoon’s voice rang out a little too loud and you felt your cheeks warm.
Hoseok laughed, grabbing your hand as he began to pull you out the bathroom with him, shielding you from Namjoon’s cold glare.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Namjoon only rolled his eyes, following you both back to the table. No one in the restaurant even paid your group any mind, which you were thankful for.
Hoseok stopped at the table, gesturing for you to slide in first, laughing a little as you wobbly took a few steps towards the booth, shooting a little shifty glance at him as Namjoon and Jungkook slid into their own seats across from you, causing him to smile again and pull his mouth up to your ear.
“I’ll let you actually eat this time. Pinky promise.”
HELLO FRIEND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND YOU WRITE SO WELL I HOPE YOU HAD A GREAT DAY I WILL BE BACK SOON LOL IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH I USED TO SEND IN ASKS ALL THE TIME BECAUSE YOU ARE SO LOVELY AND TALENTED 💖💖
you’re so sweet!!! this made my night. i love you too 🤧🤧🤧💖💖💖💖
hIII IM SORRY TO DISTURB U OR ANYTHING BUT HEY I FOUND UR BLOG AND CAN I JUST SAY IM SOOSOSOSOSOSO LUCKY TO FIND IT. I love ur blog sm omg like i saw ur masterlist and sC REAMED BC IT HAD EVERYTHING I WANTED TO READ❤❤❤❤ keep up the great work!!!! - fellow exo-l
awwww :((( thank you so much for the nice words TT but happy reading!!!💖💖💖
Summary: In which Jongin goes a lilllll too hard during sex and hurts you, slight aftercare and stuff
Type: im..... not sure. fluff? lmao
Length: 1.4k
gif unrelated i just love jongin and wanted to leave a small fic for y’all before i go on a writing binge and prob won't post a full story till tues/weds
“It hurts.” You pouted, you were rolled on your tummy, fingers playing against the sheets in the dim room.
Jongin sucked in a breath, his eyes a bit wet with worry as he examined your body up and down.
It was tinged a variety of different colors, pink, red, some purple intermixed with the older bruises. The skin seemed to vibrate with a soft hum next to the silence of the entire room.
“I’m sorry.” He choked out, gnawing at his bottom lip.
He hadn’t meant to grip so tight, to use so much force, he didn’t mean to draw blood in some places, he didn’t mean for any of that to happen.
Sucking in a breath that hurt your ribs to do, you moved your neck the best you could, looking down at your hips and behind, examining the bruises and small nicks here and there.
Jongin watched you as he swallowed deeply, his body far away from yours, curled up and holding himself up, he didn’t know what he could do for you.
“Jongin, it’s okay.” Flicking your eyes up, you focused on his face, it was staring at your behind, your neck, your arms, everywhere Jongin had touched you only moments before.
“Jongin, I agreed to this.” You shook your hair out your face a little, wincing but trying to contain your reaction so you wouldn’t worry Jongin any more than he already was, but it didn’t work.
“I did this to you.” He sounded like he wanted to cry, his own eyes not leaving your body.
You mustered up a small smile, pulling up your arms up against your body’s own screams to simply leave them be, propping yourself up on your elbows, Jongin’s eyes maneuvered their way to yours, meeting them with a sad kind of glint.
“Jongin, I agreed to this. I consented, I knew what I was getting myself into.” You laughed airily, your carefree attitude causing Jongin to jump forward a little in surprise.
“But I hurt you, y/n.” He shook his head, light and dark brown pieces of hair falling into his eyes as he closed them, and you sighed again.
“Yeah, you did.” Breathing out again, Jongin peeked at you once the words left your mouth.
He was about to presumably apologize again, before you held up one of your fingers, signaling to be quiet.
“But, I knew what you liked. I wanted to give you what you enjoyed, and it’s not like I'm dying Jongin. It’s just some bruising and a little blood. I’ll be fine.” You pointed your sentence with a smack of your lips, hoping your point was conveyed to Jongin, but he only shook his head again even harder.
“No, I’m sorry y/n.” He was intense, his concern warming up your tummy as you watched him scoot closer to you, his hands hesitant as they came to cup at your face.
Jongin expected you to wince, to pull back, but you only closed your eyes and relaxed into his hands, a small smile creeping up onto your face.
“This is never happening again.” He looked at you with determined eyes, unwavering as the words left his mouth, and you shrugged your shoulders.
You didn’t answer him, only watching as his hands drifted over your body, ghosting near the places he had previously been squeezing, gripping, smacking, and biting.
You weren't a stranger to what Jongin had liked, you noticed he always gripped you like he couldn't get close enough to you, sucked at your neck like he wanted to swallow you whole, pumped into you with an intensity that would turn you into a mess.
You had wanted him to let go, stop containing whatever it was he wanted to do to you, to treat you like you were there for his pleasure only, it’s what you had wanted for him and for you.
Had Jongin went overboard? You couldn't decide, the bruises on your body that were forming from his grip as he had pumped into you, the bites along your neck, some red with blood, those all pointed to yes, he did go overboard.
But it had felt good, you didn't feel good at the moment, but Jongin letting his control slip away and use you for his own pleasure was pleasure for you. You wanted to tell him that, but Jongin was too focused on the results of his actions that it wouldn't have mattered, so you only pursed your lips and blinked up at his face as he examined you still.
He pulled himself up, sliding off the bed as you cocked your head, his soft footsteps making hardly any noise as you watched his body travel off, and you frowned, resting your head into the bed, unsure what was going on anymore.
Moments later, he returned, and your eyes watched with curiosity as he toted something towards you, his eyes cast downward the entire time. He folded himself onto the bed again, reclaiming his spot next to your body that was still rolled over, hair falling over your shoulders and playing around your ears as you continued to examine him.
“I-I… Lay down.” Jongin’s voice was small, and if it wasn't for the silence of the house, you wouldn't have heard him.
“What is it?” You asked, voice much louder than his and you watched him wince as he began to scoot closer to you, sounds other than voices now filling the air.
“Shhh. Just lay down please.”
You complied, not really wanting to keep your head up anymore anyways. The soft bed below enveloping your scalp as you sighed lightly, closing your eyes as Jongin shuffled a little more.
“Let me know if its too cold.”
You tensed as you felt a cold compress began to swipe at your body gently, traveling lightly over the bruises and small wounds. Jongin watched with tired eyes as your body fell and rose with every breath you took, worry still painted against his features.
The cold compress made its way all over your body, and you felt content. The silence and Jongin’s slow breathing lulling you away as he continued. This went for a while, small cold swipes while Jongin’s hand free hand rubbed lightly at your muscles.
Finally, the cold compress slipped from your body, and you almost completely felt taken over by sleep, not bothering to move as you felt Jongin’s hands began to travel, dropping a cover over your body as you hummed, the pain almost completely subsided now.
His mouth tickled at your ear, and you smiled as his lips opened and small bits of breath played against your skin.
“Lets take you a bath, it’ll help the bruises and swelling.” He whispered, one of your eyes opening to meet his as he pulled away from your ear.
“Can we just cuddle for a bit?”
Jongin pursed his lips, eyebrows furrowing lightly.
“No, bath. I want to make you feel better.”
“I already feel better. And I want to be cuddled right now.”
Jongin shook his head, more determined this time.
“Y/n, we have to-“
“Jongin, please.” You closed your eyes, wanting nothing more than to relax and fall asleep next to Jongin for a bit, and you felt him waver next to you, his shoulders dropping in defeat.
“Only for a bit.” He chided, and you smiled, feeling his body tentatively glue itself to you, and Jongin winced as he felt you slowly start to glue yourself to him. “Be careful.” You gently placed your head into his open arm, the pain completely gone now as Jongin rubbed his eyes, your bodies completely intertwined now.
“Okay.”
And you both stayed like that, Jongin’s hands coming up to swirl patterns along your body and his breath tickling the top of your head.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine Jongin.”
“I love you. I didn't mean to hurt you like that.”
“I know you didn’t.”
Jongin pursed his lips, unsure of what to do. He watched your body evenly breathe against him, his eyes wet still.
Your breathing evened out eventually, and soft puffs of air came out, signaling to Jongin you were fast asleep.
He stuck out his lips, letting them make contact with your forehead, slick with drying sweat and he smiled despite his inner turmoil.
He hadn't meant to hurt you, hadn't meant to squeeze you and bite at you so hard, and as he watched your body fast asleep, plastered to him without a fear to spare, he couldn't help feel relief that you knew that too.
but i only have requests for like bts and exo which is fine but i do write for other groups y’all.... i’ve gotten a request for a nayeon + day6 story and i think that’s honestly the only other ones 💀💀💀 so go ahead and request (also if you wanna request for bts or exo that’s fine but giving me a specific prompt or something different will get yours written faster than just saying sex with bts or something) so yeah! just throwing that out there lmao. ALSO: i don’t always write every request i get, i use my requests to form general stories!! ok that’s all lol
Seventeen reaction to you saying I love you first or back to them
A/N: this was super fun to do and brought me back to my seventeen feels lmao TT please request more reactions (i like variety lmao). also this was requested as two separate thing but decided to mold into one! hope you enjoy!
Jeonghan: He would be the first one to say it towards you, after a long night together. His face would be inches apart from yours as he waited for you answer with some nervousness, but he tried not to show it. When you lightly opened your mouth and stared into his eyes to finally tell him you loved him back for the first time, he would scrunch up his eyes and envelop you in a hug, whispering embarrassing things to you the entire time after “Y/n, who’s Jeonghan’s baby???” “....me....I am...”
Seungcheol (S.coups): would also be the first one to say it, probably would be super romantic and push your hair behind your ears, give you a rose, tell you you looked beautiful, but like at the most inconvenient time, like right when you have to go to work. But you would be taken aback by him confessing his love, and when you finally said it back to him, he would jump with joy and laugh his little nervous laugh and spin you around, making you late for the 4th time that week but you didn’t really care because seungcheol had really just told you he loved you like that
Mingyu: would say it first too, but it would be so small and fast you really had to listen carefully for it. It would be during a night in at your place, cooking dinner together, after you had hurt yourself Mingyu would bandage up your finger, and mumble a soft “you’re lucky that I’m in love with you.” after finishing up bandaging you. When you said it back he would go BEET red and just focus on cooking while you buzzed next to him. not because he’s embarrassed but because he couldn’t believe you felt the same way, such a soft tall boy
Wonwoo: you’d say it first this time around. wonwoo is such a soft thing that he wouldn’t really be able to find the courage to just straight up tell you he loved you in person, he’d say it over texts ALL the time but he got too tongue tied around you. so when you finally said “i love you wonwoo” to him one night while you were both cuddling he would freeze up, holding you close as he swallowed a few times before whispering it back, his heart rate going wayyyy too fast to be healthy, probably have to be given a ice pack after cause he’d be so warm
Soonyoung (Hoshi): Would definitely say it first to you. He’d be joking around with you alllll night and it’d be very late, the both of you feeding each other snacks and giggling and he wouldn’t be able to help the “i love you” that spilled out, covering his tracks by blaming it on how late it was because he didn’t wanna scare you off, but when you said it back he would just about pass out, almost choking on a chip when you returned his love because he would be that shaken up
Jun: Def says it to you first but tries to plan the most smooth execution of it... but that doesn’t really work out. He plans to tell you while his arms around you on the walk home, but as soon as he starts saying it his voice cracks and his arms are squeezing you too tight and you’re just like jun you’re gonna pop my shoulder out its socket please let go but i love you too and he would literally stop to catch his breath because he’d be so happy and relieved even if it didn’t turn out the way he wanted it to
Minghao (the8): Would tell you first and be soooo damn straight up about it. Like he would sit you down at dinner, look you in your eyes, wouldn’t let you look away or blink, and just deadpan “i love you.” because this is serious and he wants you to know he’s serious and so when you started laughing he would be taken aback, but hearing the words fall off your tongue back to him would calm his nerves, and he would chide you for laughing at him because love is serious business
Jihoon (woozi): ok y’all can come for me but he wouldn’t tell you first. Jihoon would do all the things to show you he loved you first, like make you songs, buy you gifts, etc, but he wouldn’t be able to literally say the words to you. So the day he got you this giant bouquet of roses and you ran up and said how much you loved him he would make this face 0 [] 0 and have to sit down for a moment because you took him by surprise and he loves you so much too just hearing it made his knees go weak, the way you said it would be too cute for him to handle
Joshua (Jisoo): Would tell you first, in the most sweetest and nicest way ever. Would sit you down and hold your hands between his and ask how you felt, if you had eaten well, and would look you deep into your eyes and express how much you meant to him and how much him telling you he loves you really means, and so when you told him you feel the exact same way he would just smile and blush lightly, doing that thing where he laughs and covers his mouth with his fist to try and contain his excitement, would text his mom immediately after like she said it back
Seokmin (DK): Woukd DEF tell you first, but sooooo loud about it too. He would do it in like a public setting while you were out with the rest of the boys because he thinks in his head it’s very romantic, would just catch you off guard while you were eating with a “i love you” and you have to help you cuz now you’re choking, but when you could finally breathe and said it back, he would act like he won a fucking emmy and walk around and say thank you messages to everyone lmao “first of all i’d like to thank..”
Seungkwan: You’d have to tell him first!!!! He is very loud and acts like he’s in charge of everything but he’s very inexperienced with love and he’d do everything to show you ... but would never tell you because every time he’d just make a joke and get tongue tied. So when you would say it to him for the first time he would literally get beet red, his eyes would go watery, like he would act so dramatic but that’s how he really felt he’d be soooo in love with you, would say it back immediately then wouldn’t stop saying it for the rest of the entire day
Hansol (Vernon): would say it first, would actually be very good with telling you. He would take you out, wine n dine you, then right before he dropped you off he would whisper it very softly to you and kiss your cheek, causing you to go warm, when you said it back he would just give you a sly smile and kiss you again, trying to look cool despite the fact that his stomach was doing flips and he was gonna run home and tell everyone about it now
Chan (Dino): You’d have to say it first! chan thinks he’s grown and thinks he could handle the grown up emotion of love but he would just get so incredibly tongue tied around you he physically would not be able to get it out. So one day you would just dive in and tell him you really loved and cared for him and the boy would just about pass out. Would need a few minutes to compose himself and be able to come back and tell you he loved you too, Jeonghans probably in the background dabbing at his tears, chan is trying no to cry but he just a real emotional boy so you tell him it’s okay
Summary: Jimin + you = sex but you + jungkook are a couple so + confusion and + guilt + cheating but also + nastiness. sorry thats my best description lmao
Type: SMUT. 18++++
Length: 6.8 k
A/N: My revised jimin smut so there would be no more confusion. i worked on the revised part in like 15 mins so sorry TT, i have a hoseok smut coming next so look out for that one! enjoy~
“Do you think he’d hate me?” Jimin’s voice was quiet, his fingers gripping the bottle of beer in his hand, he didn’t even look in Hoseok’s direction, only hearing a sigh from him.
“He’d kill you.”
Hoseok was right. Jimin didn’t answer him either way though. He opted to watch you instead.
You were laughing, your arms wrapped around Jungkook’s waist as you both swayed to the light music at the party, your bottles of beer in hand as you twirled and spun. Your hair framed your face in the most inviting way, your hoops glinting in the light of the dorms, your dark red dress creating patterns in the wind, and Jimin frowned.
Your body was clinging to the dress, and your lipstick was a little faded into a beautiful muted pink color, glittery eyelids and long eyelashes sparkled against your face as you and Jungkook danced around.
Jimin watched, his mood turning more sour by the second.
“I don’t care.” Jimin announced quietly, sulking and still not taking his gaze away from you. But Hoseok was gone and Jimin was left alone on the couch, his liquid courage lighting his fire as he chewed on his lip.
Your curves, your hair, your skin, Jimin wanted to touch it all, he wanted to feel it under him, he wanted you to wrap your arms around him the same way you did for Jungkook.
Jimin bit his lip harder, tasting a little blood.
He watched as you pulled away from Jungkook for a moment, taking a swig of your drink, laughing at something Taehyung said that Jimin didn’t even bother to pick up. His focus was on you, and he couldn’t tear his gaze away.
He didn’t want to. He wanted to stare at you forever.
A slight resolve began to wash over Jimin’s face, a small plan that he didn’t want to acknowledge he was going through with set into motion, and he swallowed hard as he stared at your figure only a few feet away.
“Jungkook-“ he began, his voice only low enough for himself to hear, gulping in his last drink of beer as he stood up, stretching his arms, “I hope you forgive me for tonight.”
Jimin watched as the party goers began to file out his apartment, waving with no enthusiasm as he surveyed the crowd, his mind only a little cloudy as Jungkook began to shut the door behind him. Taehyung plopped on the couch, spreading his legs, and you sat on one of the bar stools. The only 4 left from the night.
“That was nice.” Jungkook began, snaking his way past Jimin’s rigid form in the doorway, hearing him trail with him into the living room.
“Yeah, it was.” Tae piped from the corner, taking a drink from a random bottle of beer which made Jimin grimace, but he didn’t say anything.
It was silent for a few moments, before the small sound of you yawning caught everyone’s attention.
“Kookie-“ Jimin’s blood boiled over, he hated when you called him that. “I’m tired.”
You rubbed at your eyes sweetly, causing the boys besides Jimin to giggle lightly.
“Go sleep in my room Y/n.” Jungkook coughed, coming up next to you, his hands rubbing at your arms softly, and Jimin scowled.
“Mmm.” Was all you hummed, turning around to give Jungkook a kiss on his cheek before you started to make your way down the hallway towards Jungkook’s room, waving meekly to the boys as you padded away.
“I’ll be back in a few baby.” Jungkook called after you, only earning another light hum from you a you disappeared into Jungkook’s room, the door closing behind you.
Jimin didn’t hear the lock latch, and he bit the inside of his cheek.
“Jimin, you wanna come?” Jungkook’s intrusive voice got into his head, causing him to come from his thoughts as he stared at Taehyung and Kook in front of him.
“We’re gonna go pick up some snacks and have a couple more drinks near the park. Hoseok and Jin are there too.” Taehyungs voice was too loud, and Jimin tried his best to look his friendliest, answering the two boys in front of him.
“No, I’m probably gonna head to sleep.” Jimin coughed a little, trying to sound as normal as he could, watching both boys shrug their shoulders as they headed for the door, not even looking back twice. They each picked up their coat from the closet, shutting it before Jungkook finally turned around to answer him, smiling lightly.
“Suit yourself.”
The door was shut softly behind them, and suddenly Jimin stood alone in the middle of the apartment, buzzing. He hadn’t thought it would go that fast. He couldn’t help but gulp as he heard the sound of Jungkook’s car leaving the port, and he felt his knees go a little weak with jelly.
His beer was wearing off, he wasn’t completely drunk, but he didn’t want to admit that he was sober for what he was about to do. He grabbed at the hem of his shirt, pulling in nervousness.
“I cant do this.” Jimin breathed out, his hair flying from the breeze, and he brought his hand up to scratch at his nose, a tick he’d picked up from you out of nervousness.
“I can’t do this.” Jimin said again, a little louder this time. Jungkook was his friend. Jimin shook his head, teeth gnawing against his lips.
“I can’t.”
Jimin shut his eyes then opened them quickly, breathe coming out in small puffs, he couldn’t do it.
He stayed like that for a few minutes, standing in the middle of the living room, his feet hurting from being upright for so long.
Running his hand through his hair, he turned around, heading down the hallway. He really couldn’t do it. He wasn’t drunk anymore, he wouldn’t do it.
He padded down the hallway, his black button up flowing behind him, before slowing a little as he passed up Jungkook’s doorway, stopping completely a few inches a head of it. He gulped.
He couldn’t do it. Jimin knew he couldn’t. So he had no idea what he was doing when he turned on his heel, his hand reaching for the knob, holding it as his heartbeat quickened.
He licked at the inside of his mouth, it was dry, and he squeezed his eyes shut.
“No.” He mumbled, trying to will himself to stop, but his hand still stayed on the door knob, and he was getting antsy.
He didn’t want to hurt Jungkook or you, but he couldn’t help himself.
His hand was still grabbing at the knob as he fought with himself in his head, his feet planted firmly on the ground.
“Maybe...” His voice was barely a whisper, his eyes fluttering open as an idea wandered into his head.
Maybe he could just take a peek at you.
Jimin nodded, agreeing with his own self, just a peek. Just look, once, see you, and leave. Jimin nodded again, finding resolve in his own idea, and he sighed.
Just a peek.
He opened the door, coming face to face with relative darkness, but he frowned. He didn’t see your body anywhere, the bed was made and the pillows were untouched.
Maybe this was a sign, Jimin decided. Maybe this was meant for him to stop being a pervert and trying to get with his best friends girl. He was pathetic.
Jimin was so into his own thoughts of stupidity that he didn’t even notice the bathroom door opening, the both of you unaware as you walked out, towel wrapped around and hair dripping.
You hummed, feeling better after your shower, eyes darting to the bed to see if Jungkook was back, before noticing a figure in the corner, and you couldn’t help but jump before realizing who it was.
“Jimin?”
His head snapped up, and his eyes bulged out his head, it was almost too comical, and you couldn’t help the laugh that slipped out.
“Y-y/n!” Jimin exclaimed, his hands coming to mask over his eyes, he wanted to die.
You smiled again, not really bothered but a little confused. You sauntered up to the bed, your towel wrapped round as you picked up your brush, watching Jimin’s form.
“Looking for Jungkook?” You mused, the boys didn’t really have a sense of privacy so you didn’t mind too much, it was an easy mistake.
“You can take your hands away, I’m not, naked or anything.”
Jimin peeled his hand of of his face, peeking through his fingers before they were fully off his face, and you giggled again, he was cute.
“N-no.”
Jimin’s answer took you by surprise, if he wasn’t here for Jungkook then why was he here?
You leaned on the edge of the bed, grabbing at the bottle of lotion on the dresser. You reached out too fast and watched as it began to topple over, falling flat on the floor, causing you to frown.
“Let me get that.” Jimin’s voice was small, but he sauntered up to where you stood near the bed, your towel wrapped around loosely, hair still wet. He picked it up from the ground, suddenly very close to you now and you swallowed. He held the lotion bottle up to you, his cheeks warm and you wondered why.
“Thank you.”
You took the bottle from him, placing it between your hands and squeezing. Jimin stayed in your vicinity, shifting his weight from foot to foot. Taking some lotion, you sat on the bed and began to apply it, unsure of what else to say to Jimin as he stared at you.
You stopped, realizing you couldn’t reach your back without exposing yourself to Jimin, and just as you were about to say something, he spoke up.
“Do you need some help?”
His question took you aback, and you held the lotion bottle loosely. You knew you probably shouldn’t take him up on it and tell him to go, but you didn’t know why you hadn’t done exactly that yet. You stared back up at him, and the quiet nervous look he had plastered on his face from earlier was gone, his eyes dark.
“Ah, s-sure.”
The words left your mouth and you bit your lip, watching as Jimin came closer, settling on the bed next to you.
“Turn around.”
Jimin’s voice was deep and it caused you to shiver even though you were already dry.
You gulped and began to move your body around, giving Jimin a full view of your back wrapped up in the towel, and he choked back a groan.
Your breathing began to speed up and you couldn’t understand why. You knew what this would look like if Jungkook walked in, and that thought made you clench your legs, feeling only a little guilty.
Behind you Jimin closed the lotion bottle, his hands lathered in the substance. He gulped again, before he placed his two hands along your smooth back, beginning to rub between the shoulder blades and along your mid back. He felt himself grow a little in his jeans as he continued to smooth onto your skin.
Jimin’s hands felt good. They were rough and thicker than Jungkook’s, who’s hands were smaller and soft, and the feeling of his hands on your back cause you to moan a little bit, you couldnt help it.
Jimin’s skin burned when he heard the small sound come from your mouth, and he was more than halfway hard. He gulped again, testing the waters as he began to rub the lotion down to your hips, opening up the towel a little bit.
You felt his hands venture and didn’t say anything, you felt too good, Jimin’s hands were like magic and you couldn’t understand why you weren’t telling him to leave. All thoughts of Jungkook were barely playing into your thoughts, Jimin’s hands were pushing the memory of him further and further back.
“D-do you wanna lay down for me?”
Jimin’s voice caused your body to stiffen, his hands had felt so good. His offer to lay down was tempting, you knew you shouldn’t. You couldn’t. Jungkook could be back home any second. You didn’t know why Jimin was doing all this, but it felt so right.
“Yeah.” You breathed out, you couldn’t give any reason for it other than you wanted to, so badly.
“Good girl.” Jimin breathed against your neck, causing you to groan. This was going fast. You didn’t know why you weren’t stopping it. You wanted it to continue. You vowed you’d stop it if it went too far, but you had a feeling it was already there and neither of you made any move to stop.
You turned around, meeting Jimin’s eyes for the first time since he started rubbing your back, and something was different. Jimin wasn’t the same Jimin as before, and you couldn’t help at the pooling feeling in your tummy.
Before you knew it, his mouth was against yours, his lips were soft and intense and you found yourself kissing back. Your head was going dizzy from the sudden contact, Jimin’s kiss knocked the air out of you but you couldn’t tear away from his lips to breathe.
His hands came up around your neck, holding you there lightly, you were being lightly pushed back, and you knew where this was going and you wanted it to happen more than anything.
He pulled away from your mouth, allowing you to drink in air for a few seconds, looking at you with hungry eyes.
“Is this okay?”
You couldn’t nod faster.
Jimin’s mouth was on yours again, lying you down on the bed, your towel unwrapping naturally, you both knew this wasn’t okay, but you couldn’t stop.
He kissed you with voracity that you had never felt kissing Jungkook, your stomach was turning flips and it was all brand new and it felt so good.
He kissed down your neck, sucking on the skin as you grabbed at his shoulders, letting soft moans intermix with the dim light in the room.
“Y/n.” Your name rolled of his tongue, causing you to squirm under him.
“You don’t know-“ He began, peppering kisses as he began to lower himself on your body, taking your one of your breasts inside his mouth, making your body tense. “You don’t know how long i’ve been waiting to do this.”
Something about Jimin maybe thinking of doing this to you in the past made you moan out loud, shutting your eyes in ecstasy as he continue to nip and suck at your breasts.
“Jimin.” You moaned, feeling him swirl his tongue along your tummy, he was moving down very fast, desperation is his kisses.
He licked a stripe along the skin right above your clenched thighs. His hands came up roughly to grab at them, pulling them open and causing you to moan.
“I’m gonna eat you out.”
You couldn’t say anything other than a light moan, Jimin was taking all your energy and you felt amazing.
He kissed the skin around your thighs, licking in all the crevices around your slit, you were the desperate one now. Bucking your hips up, Jimin smiled, he was so happy to see you enjoying it as mu h as he did, enjoying it as much as he had fantasized you would.
Finally, finally, he let his mouth swipe quickly over your slit, he had wanted to taste you so bad, and as his tongue ran over you, you jolted, Jimin’s tongue was working on your clit now, flattening and flicking at it, causing you to jerk from the pleasure.
“Fuck.” Jimin mumbled against you, his plump lips planting some kisses on you before he started to lick again. “It’s not fair.”
You didn’t ask him, partially cause you couldn’t find the words as he licked inside of you, but Jimin found it unfair that Jungkook got to do this to you every night, he got to lick you and kiss you and Jimin didn’t.
He sucked on your clit with more enthusiasm, his hand reaching down to find your entrance, and he groaned at how wet you were.
“I’m gonna put a finger in.”
“Please, Jimin.”
He slipped in easily, curving his fingers along your walls as you clenched around him. His lips never moving from you clit. You felt too good, Jimin’s fingers and mouth were becoming too much, the familiar burn at your stomach causing you to moan even louder.
Jimin was attractive, of course he was, of course you had thought of him in this way, it was natural, but it was happening and you couldn’t figure anything out. Why? How? When? You were clueless. But you could only moan at Jimin pumping his fingers in you, his plump lips sucking and his tongue toying with your clit, and you bit your lip. This was bad. Very bad.
“Y/n.” Jimin said your voice, mixed in with a long guttural moan as he licked at you, his hips still snapping against the bed.
You shook your head again, unable to control the way your stomach began to tighten, you wanted to come now, you needed to, Jimin had you far too gone to think it through.
“Jimin.” You moaned, causing him to groan again.
He quickened his fingers and his tongue, switching between french kissing your clit and sucking on it and you moved your hips against his face as you felt your tummy warm.
“J-Jimin...” You let out a breathy moan, still causing him to reply back to you in the same way.
“You wanna come?” He asked against your clit, and you nodded, unsure if he could even see you.
“Let me hear you say it.”
You froze up, whining as you felt his tongue and fingers stop, and you tried to rock up against him, but his other hand firmly held your hips down as he glanced up to look at you.
“Admit you want me to make you come. And I will.”
You stared at him, unsure of what to do, but you felt your orgasm fleeting away, and you wanted it right now more than logic could explain.
“Jimin I...” You started, trailing off as he watched you.
“You can do it.” He said. You weren’t sure if it was him reassuring you, or stating something, and you couldn’t help but stare at his lips as your heat began to pool more and more.
“Jimin... please. Make me come.”
Jimin smiled, his heart quickening as you spoke those words, he wanted to pass out hearing you say it, he couldn’t wrap his head around it, but he had said he would make you come, so he dipped his head again.
You threw yours back this time, moaning with relief as Jimins tongue found your clit again and his fingers starting pumping with a curl inside of you, a tear began to well up in your eye, you didn’t understand why this felt so good.
“Oh my god.” You whispered, feeling Jimin’s fingers and tongue work it’s magic, your vision was going cloudy and your stomach was burning again and you could feel you were close.
“Fuck, y/n.” Jimin groaned inside of you, “you’re so tight around my fingers, so warm.”
You heaved your chest at his words, Jungkook never talked to you like that.
“Your pussy is so pretty, y/n. It tastes so good. Fuck, I want to do this forever.”
You squeezed your eyes shut, his words sending waves to your bottom half, and you could only moan against him.
He began to brush up against your g spot, causing you to recoil from the pleasure as he assaulted you with his tongue, his fingers never wavering in pace.
You felt your stomach tighten, you knew you were close, you couldn’t escape your orgasm, it was coming and Jimin even knew it, opening his mouth a little wider to swallow any stray juices, and you couldn’t make out a clear sentence as the feeling of your orgasm began to wash over you.
“Come... I’m gonna...” You got that out, before the feeling hit you, and you slammed your head against the headboard, barely hearing Jimin as he helped you ride out your orgasm.
“Yes y/n, that’s it, come around my fingers. You look so fucking pretty when you come, shit.”
You stopped breathing for a second, squeezing your eyes as your body convulsed against your will, shuttering as waves of pleasure left your body, leaving you limp as you tried to regain your breathe, feeling Jimin’s tongue still lap at you, drinking in the juices you had emitted and you hissed.
You opened your eyes now, your orgasm creating a buzz around your body, as you felt Jimin pull away from your pussy with a pop.
He stared up at you and you stared back, staying that way for a bit.
“I’m sorry.” He spoke the same sentence from earlier, except it was small and meek now, he sounded upset, and you watched him as he moved himself from the bed, and you didn’t know why you felt sad watching him go.
He pulled up and away, and that’s when you noticed the tent in his jeans as he smoothed his hand against the fabric, your body still teeming.
He began to walk away, fast, and your voice spoke up before you could understand why.
“Jimin.”
He stopped dead in his tracks, not turning around to face you.
“Jimin come here.” You didn’t know what you were doing, but you sat up and patted the bed, still basking in your own afterglow.
He turned around sharply, his eyes bulging as he walked up to you, and you saw him gulp.
“i’m-“ He tried to apologize again, but you held up your hand.
“Let me help you.” You looked at his mound, and you watched him choke out a groan.
“No, you don’t have to-you can’t.” Jimin watched your face, confused.
“I want to.” You didn’t know what you were saying, but any thoughts of Jungkook and any consequences had been pushed far away into the back of your head, you wanted Jimin right now, you wanted him, he was new.
“Y/n...”
He walked up to you anyways, even if you could see the apprehensiveness on his face.
You couldn’t pinpoint why you wanted to do this for him, but you did.
He stood in front of you, his mound level with your face, and you stared up at him for a few seconds, before reaching out and cupping him in his jeans, and he bit his lip.
Jimin watched you with wide eyes, gulping as you began to rub him through his jeans, switching between looking at him and looking at his bulge.
“Y/n... Fuck.” He moaned once you grabbed him harder, placing an open mouthed kiss against his jeans, wetting the entire thing. You couldn’t understand why, but you wanted Jimin. It was like months of ignoring him were coming up to smack you in the face, you were Jungkook’s girlfriend, you kept yourself in line. But jimin had crossed that line, and now you were too far gone to think about any consequences that might be had.
Jimin suddenly reached out to grab the back of your hair, wrapping it in his hand, and he pulled your head back roughly, and you liked it.
“I don’t want to come in my fucking jeans.” Jimin growled, and you gulped, his nervousness completely gone as he reached down with his free hand to do undo himself from his belt, quickly shedding his pants and kicking them downwards, his boxers following with it. His cock sprang free from its cage, and you gasped a little.
He was much, much, thicker than Jungkook, about the same in length. He had one long vein running through the underside, and his head was pink and throbbing, twitching on its own as you stared at it. Jimin smiled as he watched you, content in your reaction.
“Say ah.” Jimin teased, watching as you looked up at him with wet eyes, before quickly stretching out your lips, and Jimin’s eyes sparkled even more at your willingness. Things went a lot better than he had planned for tonight.
He leaned in, holding his cock with the hand that wasn’t in your mouth and smacked the tip against your tongue that was protruding it. You moaned a little, feeling Jimin start to slide his length along your tongue, before starting to slip his entire length inside you mouth before you had time to react.
“That’s it Y/n, take all of it inside.” He hummed, watching as you closed your lips around his length, your hair still wrapped in his hands. Jimin’s cock felt snug in your mouth, tasting like salty skin, and you could smell the leftover cologne wafting over from his button up, causing you to groan a little bit.
“Fuck.” Jimin started, moving his hand to cup at your chin as he slide his cock in a little more, starting to get dangerously close to the back of your throat.
You hadn’t moved the entire time, instead letting him adjust his cock inside your mouth. You pulled your head back a little bit, out of instinct, and Jimin growled.
“Don’t move. You’re gonna let me put my whole fucking cock inside your mouth and you’re gonna say thank you afterwards. Got it?” His tone shot directly to your stomach, causing you to clench your legs, but you could only blink up at him.
“Answer me.” His hands pulled at your hair, causing more of a shock, and you hummed an answer around his member, seemingly pleasing him.
“Good girl. Now open wider.”
Jimin started to push himself inside of you, his length causing your lips to tear a little bit from the lack of preparedness, but that only made your panties pool more.
He pulled his hips back once he got a good portion of his cock inside your mouth, and he began to slowly snap his hips inside your mouth, you flattened your tongue against his length as he went in and out, causing his hand to tighten in your hair and his fingers to hold your chin a little tighter as he groaned.
“You’re a good girl aren’t you? Taking my entire length inside your mouth, letting my cock in the same place you kiss Jungkook with.”
The mention of jungkook you thought, should have had you feeling something, something like guilt maybe. But you only felt more arousal, and you found yourself humming an answer to him around his length while he continued to move his member inside your mouth.
“Are you gonna let me come in your mouth baby? Come all inside your mouth, so you can kiss Jungkook later on? He wouldn’t even know. But I would. Fuck.” Jimin groaned, continuing to hold your head in place as he pumped himself in your mouth, your throat felt numb but you didn’t care, you didn’t want this to stop.
Jimin’s hips began to still, his moaning increasing and decreasing randomly, he was close to coming. He wanted to come inside of you. He needed too.
Before you knew it, Jimin pulled himself from inside your warm wet mouth, causing him to hiss when his cock hit the cold air of the room. He watched as a trail of saliva left your mouth and trailed along the head of his member and he groaned.
“Turn around.” Jimin barked out, letting your hair and chin go, finally letting you move your head as you gasped a little from the lack of air you had been getting, watching as he moved to hop on the bed with you. You couldn’t help but stare at him, he looked amazing, his features blending in with the dimness of the room, his blonde hair messy now and his lips red from biting them. You could only blink.
“I said turn around. We don’t have time for this.” Jimin said sharply, and you found yourself nodding for no reason, turning around on the bed immediately and feeling Jimin’s hands come up to grasp at your hips, hard and firm.
“Lift up your ass. I’m gonna fuck you now.” Jimin announced, and you didn’t care, you just wanted him inside you, you wanted more.
“Please Jimin.” You didn’t know what you were begging for, but you wiggled your ass as you felt him adjust himself behind you, and Jimin gulped.
“You’re so fucking...” Jimin let his sentence trail off, unable to finish as he ran his hands along your ass, you were beautiful. There was no other words to describe it.
“Jimin.” You moaned again, feeling him rake his hands along your back and bottom, your wanted him inside you, you were getting antsy.
“I know.” He supplied, he was getting antsy too. He didn’t know what time it was, but he had been in your room for at least 30 minutes, he needed to use his time quickly.
“Lift your ass up more, baby.” Jimin demanded in a softer voice and your complied, letting your hair drape over your face and around your shoulders as you felt him grab your hips in earnest.
He wrapped his hand around his cock, and gently brought it to your entrance, letting it softly run between the folds of your wet slit, and you found yourself humming and rocking back against him.
“Fuck.” Jimin bit his lip, watching as his precum spread with your juices, he wanted to clean it off you right then.
He held his tip against your entrance then, softly starting to push in. Slowly.
“Jimin. Please. Inside.” Was all you could muster, your skin hot as he toyed with you, and you could almost see the smirk on his face.
“You want me inside of you?” Jimin started, his cock twitching at your entrance. “You want me to fill your little pussy up? You want me to fuck you and come inside of you? Let your pretty little hole get filled with my come, is that what you want baby?”
Jimin’s words were hitting your hard, and you were so desperate for anything you began grinding at the air, and Jimin laughed again.
“Yes, yes Jimin I want that. I want you to come inside of me.” You moaned, head bent over as you felt his cock still only play outside of your pussy.
“Ask for it nicely.”
You bit your lip, and hesitated. You didn’t know why, you knew he’d do anything he asked of you in this moment.
“P-please Jimin, please put your cock inside of me and come. I want to feel you come inside of me, please. Please.”
Your voice was ragged and that made Jimin groan, he couldn’t believe he had you like this right now. He was basking in it.
“Since you asked so sweetly.”
And then his cock was buried to the hilt inside of you, taking you by surprise and causing you to squeal, the feeling of him stretching you out burning but you were to abuzz with pleasure to care.
“Oh fuck.”
Jungkook never felt like this.
“You’re so fucking tight. Holy shit. Does Jungkook’s cock even reach your pussy?” Jimin half joked as he felt your walls tighten around him, slick wetness glistening as he began to thrust.
You only moaned, you couldn’t understand how Jimin could still be talking. You couldn’t even form words, but Jimin was doing enough talking.
He let his hips pull out of you before thrusting back in. You couldn’t help but note how different and great he felt inside of you. He felt right.
His cock was throbbing inside of you, the slight curve on it making you clench your toes.
Jimin watched his member make its way in and out of you, and he couldn’t catch his breath or control his heart rate, he had thought about this for so long, it felt surreal.
“Does this feel good baby? Hmm?” Jimin leaned down, his lips coming to kiss at a sensitive spot on your back, causing you to moan, his hips never faltering.
“J-Jimin, yes. It feels so-so good.” That took you long to get out, and Jimin noticed, smirking lightly against your skin.
“You feel so good around me too baby. Fuck. I can’t believe i’m in you right now, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted this.
You moaned in response, you hadn’t known how long you wanted this either.
Jimin’s length continuously snapped inside of you, and you could feel your toes go cold from the feeling of him brushing against your g spot, making your eyes water.
“J-Jimin... I-....” You couldn’t form words, gasps overtaking you as Jimin held onto your hips tighter, snapping into you harder, sweat beading on both of your foreheads.
“Yeah y/n? You gonna come all over my cock? Fuck. I wanna come inside you y/n. I wanna fill you up and just know I marked you up. Fuck.”
Jimin’s teeth gnawed at the skin on your neck now, and you felt your eyes roll into the back of your head by instinct. Everything felt too good.
His hips sputtered, his throbbing length starting to hit exactly at your spot, and you found yourself screaming into a pillow, you couldn’t help it, Jimin fit perfectly inside you, he felt right.
“Holy shit.” You managed to get out as you got closer to your second orgasm, you couldn’t believe this was happening, you never got a second orgasm with Jungkook, let alone a vaginal orgasm. Your head was spinning.
“Y/n, fuck, I’m gonna come soon.” Jimin groaned, and he was. Seeing you bent over for him, screaming into a pillow, your walls clenched around him, he wasn’t going to last much longer.
You couldn’t answer him though, already at the verge of your second orgasm, and you could only go quiet, mouth gaping as you felt the same familiar cool feeling wash over your body. You clenched around Jimin, hearing him moan behind you spurring you on as your second orgasm completely wrecked your body.
“That’s right Y/n. Such a good girl coming on my cock, you’re so amazing.”
You felt your walls tighten against Jimin’s cock instinctively, but you couldn’t do much more for Jimin as he continued to fuck into other than lay there. You’re last orgasm took breath away from you, you couldn’t even see straight.
“Ah fuck. You’re squeezing me. Im gonna come Y/n. I’m gonna come inside you, you’re gonna be filled up with my cock while Jungkook’s away, on his bed, you’re such a bad girl.” Jimin thrusted in you a few more times, his heavy breathing music to your ears. “I’m- fuck. I’m coming.”
You suddenly felt warm spurts of Jimin’s come milking itself inside of you, you moaned at the feeling, you wanted every drop inside of you. You couldn’t explain why.
Jimin only moaned and stuttered as he came inside, his come leaking out only a little from your pussy. He couldn’t see straight either, his head was fuzzy, he had just come inside you and he couldn’t believe how amazing it felt.
He pumped lazily into you a few more times, making sure all his come was inside of you, before you felt him come up and kiss against your neck sweetly.
He pulled out of you slowly with a slight hiss, his soft member completely milked. You felt him slide your towel back around you, the fabric connecting with the come he left inside of you going sticky.
He crawled off of your back, letting his arms grab at your shoulders and gingerly placing you on the bed, you were too weak and let him.
You stared into his eyes as he kneeled on the bed now, only his t shirt on as he watched you watch him. It was quiet.
Jimin’s guilt began to wash over his face, and you could tell.
“Y/n, I’m.... I’m so sorry.” It didn’t sound like his other two apologies, this sounded... genuine.
You blinked your eyes, you didn’t understand why you didn’t care, you didn’t want him to be sorry.
“No. I... I liked this.” You didn’t know what that meant, and Jimin cocked his head at you.
“You liked this?”
You shrugged at him. You didn’t know.
“I’m such a bad friend.” Jimin rubbed at his eyes, oh that was right, Jungkook.
You didn’t know what to say to that.
“I’m a bad girlfriend.” You spoke. Realizing what just happened.
“I’m sorry, y/n.”
You both stayed silent for a bit, before Jimin finally got up, grabbing his boxers from the floor.
“I-This won’t happen again. I swear. You can tell Jungkook, I can tell him. I screwed up-“ Jimin was rambling, and you found yourself grabbing at whatever energy you had to sit up and tug at his shirt.
“I don’t know what happened. But it felt good Jimin. It felt very good. I know you felt it too.”
Jimin gulped, buttoning the last button on his jeans before he turned to face you.
He knew what you were talking about, it felt too good. It felt better than anything he had ever felt before.
“I-but Jungkook. You two are in love.” Jimin interjected, and you winced.
Did you love him? You weren’t sure. He had said it to you already, but you hadn’t said it back. You enjoyed his company. You liked him, yeah. But could you say love?
“I like him, Jimin.” You mumbled, watching his face carefully.
You bit your lip.
“I... I like you too.”
Jimin caught his breath at your words.
“Y-you do?”
You shut your eyes, running a hand through your hair.
“I felt something Jimin.”
“I did too. I didn’t want to say it.”
You continued to stare at each other. Unsure of what to do.
You opened your mouth to talk, before he distant sound of a car pulling in the drive way made you and Jimin burst into a cold sweat.
“Fuck. I gotta go y/n, I... Here.” Jimin grabbed your phone that was on the nightstand, quickly handing it to you to unlock, and he tapped his number in, just as two car doors shut, and you gulped.
“Text me.”
You nodded, watching as Jimin stood there for a second, staring at you, before the sound of Jungkook’s car honking as it locked brought you both out of it.
He tapped his foot, watching as you still stared up at him with doe eyes. Leaning down, he placed a small kiss on your lips, and you felt electricity zap through your body when you remembered it was the first time you touched your lips to his this sweetly.
Jimin stroked your cheek, hearing the boys walk up to the front door, and he had to force himself to turn around, not wanting to leave yet.
“I have to go.” Jimin said, you nodded.
Watching him leave, he shut the door behind him, shooting you a small smile as he went his own way, and you stared at the door after he was gone.
The front door opened, just as Jimin’s own door closed, you could hear Jungkook in the distance.
You remembered you were still full of Jimin’s come, and you sighed as you began to get up to go wash yourself out again before Jungkook came in the room.
You waddled and shut the door to the bathroom, staring at yourself in the mirror for a second, phone in hand.
Jimin’s number was padded into your phone. You had never had it, and now it was saved, and your heart jumped a little bit.
You sat on the tile of the bathroom, not ready to completely wash the night away. Fiddling with his contact information.
You didn’t know what you felt, but whatever happened tonight scratched the surface of it. You heard Jungkook and Tae loudly talking in the living room, drunkenly.
Too many emotions filtered through you, you felt good, you felt bad, you felt emotional.
Jimin... Park Jimin.
You lowered your eyes to your lock screen. A selfie of you and Kookie, and your stomach twisted a little.
You let the confusion wash over you as you went to turn on the shower, blinking your eyes and trying to remember the ways Jimin touched you.
The steam filled up the bathroom quickly, and you sat down in the tub, legs weak still.
You had never felt more confused in your entire life.
In another room, Jimin laid in bed, wide awake as he stared at his ceiling.
He had felt it too.
He wanted it to happen again.
He wanted you. Over and over again now.
But still, at the same time, he had never felt more confused in his entire life either.
when writing your stories how do you typically get them more recognized by other people?
i just tag them with anything that’s relevant and if people stumble upon them and reblog it usually goes from there. always include a good first few sentences that makes them wanna keep reading lmao. otherwise i don’t do much else¯\_(ツ)_/¯
