This is a silly question lol but how did you manage to put your direst ask link into your navigation posts? I’ve been trying to do it with mine but it takes me to the browser instead of straight to the ask section ╥﹏╥
Sorry for bothering you. Hope you have a good day 💕
hi there anon! i'm not so sure which navigation post you are referring to, but i usually just put urlname.tumblr.com/ask every time as the inline link. i haven't encountered an issue where it takes me to a browser, though :(( update me if you wish, sweet <3
jimin's eyes had two moods; one moment they are big, round, and full of spirit, but he can change that into the most daunting and sinful look with just the right amount of attitude. and right now, he was showing the latter.
you did absolutely nothing wrong, and he understands that. he just didn't like the fact that your coworker dared to talk about you and your boyfriend's sex life.
"i don't want you speaking to him ever again." jimin spits, running his hand through his thick hair as he sits down on your seat. your office was a mess, with unnecessary clutters and unarranged papers all over the place that perfectly defines the atmosphere of the room.
"that's out of my control," you respond as calmly as you can, your hands on your hips as you gawk at him across the wooden desk. "just let him be."
jimin's jaw drop in astonishment from the words you used. "let him be?" he repeats, quirking his eyebrow which was then followed by a scowl, "you want me to solely let him believe that i'm a pussy in bed who can't make you cum?"
"i—no! he doesn't have to know."
jimin abruptly stands and strides around the table to where you are. he traps you with his arms, resting his hands on the table. jimin presses his weight against you, "no, no, baby. i think he needs to hear how wrong he is."
your eyes expand in anticipation, tiny bumps show up on the surface of your skin as he firmly holds your waist. his fingers slowly dance to the hem of your pencil skirt, itching to pull it up. "he needs to hear your hot, pretty moans and let him know how good i'm making you feel as i fuck you on the table."
"baby, the walls are thin," you stutter as his full lips attach to your neck, giving you wet and scattered kisses fervently. you whine as his hand sneaks in front of you, shoving it down your skirt. you were quickly turned on from how determined he was to take you then and there, being aroused from his roughness.
"much better," he groans, pressing his fingers onto your clothed clit while your ass starts to grind, "his office is right beside yours. i'd bet his dick would get hard just from hearing you scream my name." he takes his hand out just to put his fingers in your mouth, ordering you to lubricate them with your spit. at that moment, your legs shake once he was in direct contact with your throbbing clit. jimin starts to rub quick yet solid circles on your bud, making you bite down on your lip to shut yourself up. he didn't like that, of course, so he proceeded to lift your skirt up, bend you over the desk, and finger your pussy from behind with your panties pushed to the side.
you were tight, being so preoccupied with work that you didn't have much time to spend with jimin. and he, on the other hand, was throwing out all the pent-up frustration he had over the past few days on you. "moan all the fuck you want, baby girl," jimin chuckles, "i know you want to. you've been craving to feel something inside that pussy for so long, and you wanna stay quiet?" he delivers a hard, firm spank on your right ass cheek, "let that bitch know who's making you feel good."
"j-jimin," you finally release, hands trying to find a place to grab onto. "fuck my pussy. please fuck me."
jimin's cock twitches at your sudden needy, whimpery voice as you begged. he swiftly unbuttons his pants, pulling his cock out from the restraints of his boxers; he didn't even make an effort to push his pants down.
"i hope you locked your door, y/n," he says before inserting the tip of his cock inside your wet, throbbing hole. you couldn't hold back your squeals for how his girth was stretching your pussy. it has been too long, too fucking long and now it feels like the first time that he'd fuck you.
his cock was immediately coated with your juices in one stroke.
you hoped to fucking god that you locked your door from the way he was making you feel good. his thrusts were deep and hard, making his balls slap against your pussy with each forward buck. jimiin holds your waist and uses forces your hips to move backward to meet his thrusts. he, too, is not afraid to be vocal and allow his moans to be heard.
"do you want me to fill you up?" jimin asks with an airy tone, "hm, baby? let me breed your wet cunt with my cum?"
"yes! yes!" you cry, "please breed my pussy."
you feel his cock throb inside of you. jimin grunts from the mere thought of spilling his cum deep inside you for the first time in a long time, "yeah, you do? then scream my name, baby. tell them who fucks you this good."
and you do so without hesitancy. with each hard and rough pound of his cock, his name automatically falls off of your lips. "fuuuuck, your pussy is made to take my cum, baby. you're gonna walk out of t-this office and look him in the eyes while you have my cum all up inside of you—mmh shit, y-you got that?" jimin declares though having trouble to properly formulate his words due to him already being close to orgasm.
jimin fucks you until he was sure that you'd have trouble walking for the next day until he brings you to the edge. you experience a leg-shaking orgasm, practically seeing stars. your cunt tightens around his cock so hard that it pushes him to his limit as well.
"baby," jimin groans, "i'm gonna cum inside you, baby girl. gonna breed – oh fuck yeah – i'm gonna breed your pussy so good." jimin calls out your name before he eventually fills you up with long, hot streams of cum. he holds your body close to him as you both try to catch your breath. "take it all, sweetheart. i'm going to clean you up with my cum once you get home, alright? so you better keep my cum inside you as long as you fucking can."
guys! thank you so much for all the prompts you all sent for the drabbles, but unfortunately, i will have to close requests to avoid an overflow.
BUT i will continue to publish drabbles here and there as much as my time permits by answering previous prompt submissions. thank you guys so much and ily! i hope you all enjoy the next couple of drabbles :3
aa can i get angel!reader and demon!jikook (it could be one member too if you're comfortable with it hehe) for the drabbles? thank u so much for opening request and have a nice day 💌🐇
omg,,
tags: angel!reader x demon!jikook, ropes, nothing too extreme but hey they're literally demons so it is pretty extreme :P
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despite having a close age gap in the human world, jimin was more, let's say, mellow than jungkook when it comes to decisions. their moral grounds were both far beyond ethical standards, but with that in mind, the boys still had a divergent choice of judgment.
which, in comparison to jungkook's provoking, taunting stare he gives you, jimin inhales sharply from the sight. a random angel like you in his lair, wrists tied by ropes around a thick stalagmite and your naked body laying down on the cold floor. jungkook had no remorse in ravishing you, an angel who was so easy to manipulate. he didn't even have to use that much of his power to make you submit to him. just his mere presence alone made you drop down to your knees and crave for a demon's touch.
"took you long enough," jungkook smirks, glancing at jimin before returning his attention to you. he slowly traces his index finger along your tear-stained cheek, his black-colored eyes running all over your body, "look what i've found roaming around the place."
"jungkook, did you just tear its wings off?" jimin exclaims, dropping down to his knees beside you where your wings lay, charred along the edges. his hands gently touch along the feathers that were once your magnificent pride but were now all ripped away from you.
"it's what she gets," jungkook shrugs, "but c'mon, jimin. at least admit that you like seeing her like this. it's rare to catch a dumb angel wandering around hell, you know?"
jimin does not feel any remorse, contrary to the pitiful expression that was on his face. he tends to hide his devilish nature unlike jungkook does. still, the sight of a poor little angel like you, vulnerable, looking do fucking delicious sparks a flame inside of him.
"oh dear," jimin forges a pout, "what did he do to you, hm?"
he looks down and pushes your legs apart, cooing as he sees white cream dripping down your pussy. "did jungkook fuck you good, huh?"
the younger one who kneels in front of you chuckles before proceeding to stroke his throbbing dick that still leaks in cum. he was still hard, as demons like them could go for multiple rounds at once without getting tired. he thrusts his hips into the roughness of his hand as jimin reaches your breast. you moan as he pinches your erect nipple, body twitching.
"you're such a sweet girl," jimin grins, feeling your soft skin, "it's a shame that you had to be bruised up like this. but who's fault is it, hm? what made you end up in hell?"
jungkook laughs, eyes turning into little slits as he stares at jimin taking out his dick from his pants.
"for being a slut, who knows."
jimin turns his head to jungkook, "how many times?"
"four."
jimin scoffs and prods his tongue against the inside of his cheek, "fuck, angel. he's made you his toy, huh? bet this pussy's so sore—ohh there you go..." jimin whispers the last phrase when you quiver profoundly after he inserts his fingers inside your aching, inflamed cunt. he fingers you for a moment, feeling a huge wave of satisfaction entering his soulless body. jungkook watches you shake, proud of the mess he made you into. jimin's job was now to finish you off.
"let me take care of this, shall i?" jimin states before he cuts the rope with a flick of his finger against it, releasing you from the rough constraints. you sigh in relief but was quickly replaced with a yelp when jimin carries you into his lap as quick as a whiff of air, immediately aligning the tip of his thick cock along your entrance.
"ow, fuck," you cry, tears falling down your cheeks as he bounces you up and down using the strength of his arms. you were facing away from him, and jungkook takes this opportunity to look you directly into your eyes.
he no longer sees the purity angels were supposed to have. you were now just like them; eyes purely black, skin bruised and scarred. the scab on your shoulder blades from the extraction of your wings was jimin's view, and he gets turned on by them. those scars will never heal that will forever signify your eternal damnation in hell.
wet, filthy, and loud sounds were echoing across the lair as jimin drills your cunt from below. jungkook takes the opportunity to come close and kiss your battered lips from all the biting, kissing you intensely. jungkook was drinking up all the whimpers and screams that came from your mouth, feeling a fifth orgasm building up.
"fuck, angel," jimin jeers, feeling your walls tighten around him, "you're cumming already? i've barely started with you." he spanks your ass sharply, your upper body struggling to keep its composure so you lay your hands on jungkook's torso.
jungkook wasn't done masturbating as well. the louder your moans were, the faster he strokes his cock. "she's being filled up so well, jimin," jungkook moans, "such a good angel for us, letting us do whatever we fucking want."
"i'm—i think," you didn't have the energy to finish your sentence as your body experiences a strong, agonizing orgasm. your body falls onto jungkook, holding onto him as jimin was still pumping his cock up into your pussy, fucking you into oblivion. jungkook holds your head up with two hands, one thumb finding its way inside your mouth for you to suck.
"good slut. take all of his dick," jungkook growls, "i hope you know this is how you'll live each of your day."
your eyes were barely keeping themselves open, your mind almost shutting down.
"your cunt belongs to us now," jungkook says in a low voice, pushing his thumb deeper inside. he smiles in amusement, "welcome to hell, angel."
for kinky hours yippie! i'll have hobi fingering the shit out of reader until she's begging him to stop.
i'll keep my request simple because i don't wanna pressure you. love lots! ♡
tags: added choking bc we love that here
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"don't make a single noise," hoseok hisses, one hand wrapped around your throat as the other teases his middle finger along your needy, wet hole. he had you placed on his lap, legs spread along his thigh, purely undressed as compared to him. his hot breath tickles against the skin of your shoulder blade as he dances his finger up and down your wet slit.
"look at this perfect little cunt," hoseok groans, feeling the adrenaline rush through him. he gives your pussy a quick, sharp spank that causes a stinging pleasure. your legs tremble at the impact, whimpering. he hasn't touched you properly since the start of tonight, for he was only teasing your cunt until it was drenched and needy for him.
your breathing stands unstable as hoseok circles his fingertip around your clit, bucking your hips up in need. he shakes his head in dismay, "nah-ah," he pushes down firmly on your hips, "stay still. i want you to be a good fuck toy and take all that i give you, alright? take my fingers like the good girl i know you are."
hoseok, in contrast to the menacing twirls of his fingertip around your sensitive bud — places a soft and sweet kiss on top of your head.
"say please—"
"please," you whine, responding instantaneously.
hoseok holds back a genuine laugh, feeling his chest heave up and down, "silly girl, i wasn't done yet."
you look to the side, face heating up with bashfulness, "oh."
he then inches his face right on your ear, lips almost touching your ear, "say please hoseok. fuck me with your fingers."
you feel butterflies in your stomach from his tone, condescending and as if he was mocking you. you huff, your pussy clenching around thin air, but you obey nevertheless. you couldn't handle any more of his games.
"please, hoseok," you gulp, voice meek while you blush harder in humiliation. "please fuck me with your fingers."
hoseok sticks to his words and in no time, he plunges his fingers deep inside you. you gasp loudly, hips fighting against the weight of his hand, grinding into his as he inserts three digits inside without second thoughts. you hold onto his arms, crying from the extensive stretch. hoseok's dick twitches from your body's reaction, quivering against him as he uses his strength to pump your pussy with his fingers, all the while rubbing your g-spot effortlessly. hoseok feels a splurge of your juice spilling out of you, coating his fingers even more as the hand that was on your neck tightens. he moans, growing harder from the wet noises.
his biceps tense up, fucking you harder and faster. your squeals and moans were only fueling him to become more sadistic.
"h-holy shit — aahh!" your legs flail when he suddenly angles his hand better, stroking your g-spot perfectly this time. he wasn't going any slower but had a steady, fast tempo that had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. "fu-uck," you gasp, nails scratching his arms, "hoseok, i-i'm gonna cum!"
he doesn't stop, nor slowed down. he fingers you through your hard, mind-blowing orgasm as your cream coats his already soaked fingers. you can feel him grinding his hard cock against your ass as you ride out your orgasm.
although, hoseok has no plan on stopping. he continues to finger your pulsating little pussy until it was sore. "yes, yes, yes," he growls behind you, "take it, babe."
"baby," you whimper, grabbing his wrist, "please—mmpph, please s-stop! ohh!"
the sharp sting escorted with a tinge of bliss was your guilty pleasure. your mind was having trouble deciding if you really wanted him to stop. as if playing a game of tug-of-war, you crave to feel more and test your limits, but at the same time, your body feels as if it's going to break.
"don't worry, y/n," he whispers behind you as if reading your mind, "i know your body better than you do. lose all control and submit to me, i know you want to. let me play with you like a good, obedient girl."
lmao i've had this prompt in my notes for so long, i was waiting for u to open ur kinky hours again 'cause no one does it like u <3
the request : mafia!yoongi with gunplay😫
^ throwing in another request here for extra spice
tags: mafia!yoongi, dom!yoongi, gunplay, brat tamer!yoongi, 'kitten' petname for OC, manhandling, hair pulling
warning: this drabble contains scenarios of gunplay and manhandling. this might not be for everyone but read at your own risk.
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"you don't know who you're playing with," yoongi, the name you figured out after he had been greeted by the guards coming into this darkly lit room, warns before placing his hands down on the steel table in front of you. "you don't know what i can do."
"you don't intimidate me," you stare right at his eyes, trying to keep your composure while you struggle against the ropes around your wrist. "my brother's actions do not reflect who you think i am, or what i do."
yoongi licks his lower lip slyly, a single strand of silver hair dropping in front of his eyes. he inclines closer, jaw clenching in frustration.
he has dealt with people like you before. people who think they can scare, play, or deceive a guy like him. yoongi knows all about the psychological games you recreate, the words you choose, the aura you give; nevertheless, this was all amusement to him.
deep inside, he knows what you are.
without expecting it, yoongi pulls out a pistol from his holster and directs it right below your chin. yoongi laughs darkly from the way your eyes immediately grow. he digs it deeper into your flesh, making you whimper in fear.
"there it is," he growls, "the fear in your eyes, fuck. i like that," yoongi sneers, "deny it all you want, y/n. keep playing that game. but just so you know--" he replaces the gun on your chin with a hand around your jaw, practically squeezing your cheeks with his fingers, "--i know you're fucking lying. so to spare yourself with possibly... you know, heavy torture," he smirks, following with a wink, "and just admit that you were behind all of the secret intelligence that hacked our system."
you grit your teeth together, "you don't have any proof of what you are saying. this is just a huge waste of both of our time."
yoongi was getting tired of your bullshit. he rolls his eyes, and walks around the table towards where you were sitting. you can feel your pulse beating faster as he comes behind you. he pulls your body up from your stool with ease, squirming from his touch but he was stronger. "please," you whimper as he grabs both of your tied wrists together in one, large hand.
the atmosphere in the room shifts alongside the short change of position he pushes you into. "mmm, there you go, there you go," yoongi whispers, bending you over the cold table, your cheeks pressed against it.
"this position familiar to you?" yoongi grins teasingly, deliberately aligning his hips against your heat. "i only put naughty little brats into this position, kitten."
you bite your lip, feeling tremendous guilt for actually getting turned on from the way he manhandled you. thankfully though, he couldn't see your face and how it turned scarlet. a surge of mischievousness transcends through your veins, accompanied by the fear of it all. you wonder what would happen if you would just...
"o-oh shit... what the fuck?" yoongi stutters, shivering once he feels you wiggle your hips against his crotch. you giggle at his reaction, but yoongi wipes the smile off your face when he encases his right arm around your neck, putting you into a chokehold. it wasn't tight enough to cause you drastic pain, but was firm enough for you to have trouble breathing. "y-yoongi," you whine once you realize he had his gun in his hand once again, and this time, pointing right at your temple.
"do that one more time, kitten. i dare you. rub your dirty pussy against me and let's see whether you'll enjoy the things i'll do to you."
"let me go, bitch."
yoongi wasn't even fazed at all at this point. he was hiding the fact that he frankly had all the evidence he needed to get you to confess out of shame -- he just wanted to see how you acted. he knows perfectly that a girl like you would be entertaining to break, and he bounds to do just that.
"not until you confess, sweet kitten," yoongi whispers with a raspy tone, making you shudder. the petname he used on you both made you angry yet also caused your cunt to throb pathetically out of nowhere. it was fucked up that you were getting aroused in a situation where your life was literally on the line, but you couldn't help your unconscious behavior. yoongi blatantly grinds against you, "yeah, you like that? hm, little brat? you like feeling my throbbing cock? maybe if you were a good girl, i'd allow you to touch it."
but you can't put your guard down so easily. in the middle of another sentence, you cut him off by biting down on his right arm. that was yoongi's final straw.
"i see that i've got an untrained little kitten with me, huh." yoongi sets the gun down in front of you on the table, making sure that it is still within view and his reach. he lowers his hand down to caress your clothed ass, "one thing you should know about me, y/n, is i value discipline. and the moment i see a disobedient brat like you exhilarates me. you want to know why?"
his hand was now gradually rubbing your pussy against your pants which compels you to squirm, flailing your legs as your wrist burn against the rope and scratches your skin. you try to suppress the moans that threaten to exit your lips, yet yoongi was just stroking just the right spot on your clit. he hums delightfully, getting more arrogant for he confirms how much you've already submitted yourself to him.
"i'll fuck that bratty attitude right out of you and make you confess right here, right now, on this very table. we all know you're lying, why not give in and let me see who you truly are when you beg for mercy. understood?"
you don't give him a reply just yet, but your heavy, unstable breathing compensates for the lack of verbal confirmation you give for your arousal. impatient, yoongi pulls your hair back tightly as he speaks with authority, a voice that would make anyone drop down to their knees.
"i said, do you understand? don't make me fucking repeat myself," he follows his sentence with a sharp spank to your ass cheek, making you yelp.
"yes! yes sir."
satisfied, yoongi releases you from his hold for a moment. "you're not that strong after all, kitten. don't worry though, you still have your chance to prove yourself -- if you can."
WAIT KINKY HOURS IS OPEN!? I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS- Can you write about size kink with Seokjin? (Im still not over his shoulders😩) Maybe like the reader is helping him massage his shoulders to get the knots out but he notices her being distracted and also that she's tiny compared to him- Maybe something rough- just sayin 🥴
this is a liiiitle bit different from what i usually write but eh, worth a try!
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you were visiting seokjin in his hotel after the latest concert, seeing him sitting in front of the vanity. "y/n," he breathes out once he sees you, "thank god you're here." seokjin stretches his arms to the side and welcomes you in a hug. you lean down to rest your chin on his shoulder, your lips against his ear, "you did so well tonight, babe."
"really?" he sighs, hands now on either side of your face as to caress your warm cheeks. "I felt a bit rusty." your chest tightens and you were about to respond to his atrocious statement and praise him, yet he stretches his right arm around while rubbing his shoulder. he grunts in pain, "fuck, my arm is so sore."
girlfriend mode activated.
"let me massage your shoulders, baby." you instantly offer your service to him without hesitancy. his whole face lifts up at that, readjusting his posture as if to get ready for the triumph he's about to receive.
"wait, let me take off my shirt."
"oh," you snicker, "alright." seokjin unbuttons his white dress shirt while purposefully locking his eyes with yours through the reflective surface in front of the two of you. he smiles innocently as if to play with you. once he slips off the garment, letting it fall on the carpeted floor, you almost wanted to look away from how ethereal he appears to be. whenever he's undressed is where you can truly see his sharp, toned build. not to mention his shoulders, broad and was always eye-candy to look at.
seokjin waits for your move, "hey, you," he reminds, "what got you tongue-tied?" you shake your head, not wanting to respond to that while your face was involuntarily heating up. you begin to massage his shoulders, pressing down firmly as to compensate for the size of your hands in comparison to his impressive proportions. seokjin grunts, closing his eyes as he immerses himself in the satisfaction.
"I don't get it," seokjin murmurs after a while of silence. "why you're blushing." suddenly, he grabs your hand and leads you around, applying just the right amount of force to make you sit on his lap. you couldn't breathe properly as seokjin dangles your legs on either side of his thigh, spreading yourself in front of the mirror. seokjin smirks, embracing you tightly, "watch where you're looking, dear. I can practically read your mind earlier."
"i don't know what you're talking about," you retort with a blunt expression, hoping to get your point across but he sees through the fake wall you've put up. his right hand reaches down to your skirt, lifting the hem so that he can fiddle with your underwear. seokjin fakes a pout, his other arm wrapping around your waist to keep you still.
the image in the mirror reminded you of many nights wherein he had you in this specific position. where seokjin would ram his hips up into you carelessly, hands holding onto your hips for dear life until bruises would form the day after. your ass would bounce onto his thick cock, milking it desperately to feel his cum spurt inside you, to fill you up and breed you. the moans he makes, usually high pitched to let you know how fucking good your tight, creamy cunt was making him feel. seokjin likes to keep you in place during a position like this. your hips in the air with both of his feet planted on the bed, fucking you from below. he likes to watch your boobs bounce, your hair scattered all over your dampened neck without a care of how you look like, your mind in a state of bliss. he likes to play it rough, loving your hopeless whimpers and cries of desperation. the power he feels whenever he has you in his arms, fucking your brains out, was unlike no other.
"earth to y/n?" seokjin whispers after nipping your ear. you jolt, eyes wide.
"ah, yeah?" you blush harder this time.
seokjin kisses your cheek, giggling, "a little brainless tonight, aren't we? why don't we put that into good use tonight, what do you say?"
HELLO HEHE can i please have hard dom jungkook being mad at oc and and sub oc trying to make it upto him while he dosen’t speak to her. like him just sitting on the bed unfazed and oc trying to make it upto him but needing his help atlast
tags: face slapping, degradation, name calling, denial kinda
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"please, i said i'm sorry," you pout, slowly making your way to the bed where he lay, resting his head against his arms while he stares at the ceiling. jungkook doesn't respond, rather, he stares at you with a blank expression. an expression you could not read. it was a stupid mistake, really. you had a bit too much to drink and you didn't follow his instructions to control yourself at the club, especially when he was not around to look after you.
he knows how much you hate it when he doesn't communicate. he knows you find it childish, immature, even unfair. but at the end of it all, he just wants to see you work for it. he wants to see desperate, even if that entails humiliating yourself for the sake of him.
jungkook, a guy like him, he's hard to please. he's been blessed with a lot of things in his life. he's been spoiled with all the riches one could ask for, and living up to the title of being his girlfriend was something you strive to achieve. but moments like this where he was blatantly not giving you any chance to properly communicate like adults make you want to cry into a little corner and give up. you're not strong-willed enough to test your limits with him.
"kook," you barely whisper, hopefully your soft, mellow tone can make him rethink whatever the fuck is on his mind, "please, i'm sorry, okay? i'm sorry..." you crawl closer to him on the bed, slowly getting on top of him, "i... i need you." jungkook notices that certain glint in your eyes, and he knows after a long time of sensual nights what those irises mean.
though he doesn't budge even a little bit. suddenly, a dangerous yet intriguing idea comes to mind. you hide the growing smirk forming your lips while you bring your hands down to rest against the hem of his sweatpants.
finally, a change of expression. jungkook quirks his eyebrow and tilts his head to the side as if anticipating your next move. your heart pumps faster, slowly pulling his pants down as you pray that he doesn't push you away.
he allows you to play with him, surprisingly. you rub his cock through his briefs until it hardens, nibbling down on your bottom lip as you crave to feel his cock drilling inside your pussy.
the alcohol was still present inside your system and it takes over you. "sir, i want your cock inside of me," you frown, "please..."
you were not used to his silence. he was always rough, mean, and would talk to you in the dirtiest of ways. but tonight was like talking to a brick wall. jungkook prods his tongue against his left cheek, shrugging just the slightest.
you whimper in protest, wanting to have him take over you like he always does. you were aching to feel his fingers rub your cunt fast, taking you to a mind-breaking orgasm, but jungkook was denying you any of those fantasies.
you don't pull his underwear down but you can still see the outline of his cock against it. your mouth waters, pussy throbbing as you straddle his hips. jungkook stares at you with a dazed look, the corner of his mouth lifting at the slightest bit, showing his amusement. he knows how frustrated you are. he can practically feel it from the way you hump his cock pathetically.
"jungkook, s-sir... please fuck my pussy," you whimper.
it was a harsh punishment to be denied by his touch, even so, when you know how good he fucks you.
"please, please, please, sir. i-i'll be a good girl," you rub yourself faster on his bulge, hiking your skirt up as you feel yourself drenching your panties.
"fuck me, fuck me, please sir, i need your cock so bad-- ooh!"
jungkook had enough. he flips you over, now the one on top. "what a slut, you are. can't even last a minute without begging to be fucked. is that all you're good for, huh? to be a little hole for me to use?"
he pulls out his long, hard dick and shoves your panties to the side. he doesn't hesitate to push it all in, knowing for a fact that your wetness would just compensate to accommodate his thickness. you roll your eyes back, feeling shivers throughout your body as you finally get what you have been craving for all night. dick.
"bad fucking girl," he slaps your cheek firmly, causing you to moan in pleasure. "desperate, needy little bitch, that's what you are," he thrusts his cock in and out without holding back, his balls starting to clap against your ass. your mouth spurs unrestrained moans while your nails dig into his back. "i haven't even forgiven you yet and you're here thinking you deserve to be fucked like this? i'm only fucking you because i couldn't stand to see you struggle grinding on my cock like a pathetic whore."
jungkook suddenly leans down and nips on the shell of your left ear. he whispers right after, "i'm gonna punish you so fucking hard that you'd regret disobeying me, y/n, you have no fucking idea."
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these take so long to write (idk why but it just does) so i do appreciate all the support! <3
i be treating your requests like it's once in a lifetime LMFAOOO but here's my take for kinky hours !
class president&popular!tae and nerd!reader having a secret relationship in their college. kinda mean but very soft dom!tae when reader gets jealous because lots of girls confess to him but he proves that he only loves her through a soft yet teasing sex.
why do i feel like this request is based on real-life situations? anyhow, i hope this shall satisfy your fantasies although i didn't write any 'sex' to fit the wordcount for a drabble :[
also i'm getting drunk while writing these so bear with me lol
tags: throatfucking, gagging, oc is wearing glasses
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it was a whole line leading up to kim taehyung. the scene seemed too familiar as if it came from a page in a manga. taehyung, with a blush forming on his cheeks, was benevolently receiving valentines gifts from other girls that admired him.
he was a prominent, popular figure on campus. he's known as a jack of all trades, being in numerous organizations, and was always valedictorian. he bagged multiple academic achievements, talented, and had an alluring personality.
but what's more important is he's your boyfriend. you didn't know how you got him, or what you did in your past life to deserve a man like him, to be loved by a man like him. but you were thankful to the love gods above.
but there was the downside to all of this. no one knew that you were together. so girls would always try to slide their way into him like a snake, trying to get his number to have a chance with him. yet you were always in the background of everything.
taehyung was receiving flowers and cards, even boxes of chocolate from women he barely talked to. kudos to them for having the guts to reach out to him first. you smile sheepishly, secretly falling in line at the very end.
once you were next to reach him, astonishment was prominent on his face.
"y/n?"
"tae." you smile bitterly, clutching your book tighter to yourself. "are you done?"
he looks around as if to check if anyone can hear you. "uh, yeah. w-wait for me at the car park, okay?"
he doesn't want to be seen with you, for some reason. but you never questioned it. once at the car, he follows behind and throws all the gifts at the backseat. you pick up a single pink card and decide to read it.
"dear kim taehyung," you say out loud as taehyung hops on the driver's seat, buckling his seatbelt. "you're probably tired of hearing this, but i can't help but admire you from afar..."
you gulp, heart stinging. you discard the stupid card and sit in silence, dwelling in your own pain. it was obvious that the other cards wrote the same thing.
"there's a reason why i don't read those, babe." taehyung chuckles, trying to lighten up the mood. but you stayed silent. not saying a single word until the ride back to your shared dorm.
"come here," taehyung instructs, welcoming you with arms wide, but you shake your head.
"never knew I'd hate valentine's when i'm with you."
taehyung takes initiative and hugs you from behind. his taller figure kisses the top of your head and leads you in front of a large, wall-sized mirror.
his long, slender fingers dance along the hem of your blouse, looking directly at your eyes. his eyes were one of the things that intimidate you the most but in the best way possible. he creeps his hand up slowly, the pads of his fingertips gently grazing against your soft skin. "sweetheart," he whispers, "you know i'm all yours, right?"
you lean your head against his shoulder, biting your bottom lip as he gropes your breast. you allow him to take off your clothes, stripping you down to your underwear.
"there's nothing to be jealous about, y/n. you have my heart." he says before undoing the buttons of his pants, "and my cock."
taehyung removes his clothing apart his boxers and instructs you to kneel. you do so, entranced by the look in his eyes. with his cock in his hands, he strokes it a couple of times until precum comes out. your mouth instantly waters.
taehyung curses beneath his breath, adjusting the frames of your eyeglasses while putting the very tip of his cock against your lips. "pretty girl," he moans, fucking his dick with his hands. you can feel yourself getting wetter just from the sight of him. kim taehyung, the guy every girl on campus wants a piece of; and you're kneeling before his cock.
he slaps his cock on your right cheek, making you giggle. he hums, grinding his teeth together from how cute you look below him. "take it in whole, baby."
from how big he was, it was actually impossible to take everything in without choking and gagging around the thickness of his dick. saliva drips down your chin as taehyung forces your head down by grabbing a bunch of your hair on a fist. "oh, baby, tsk tsk tsk," he teases, "you better take all of my dick or else i might find a better whore than you."
you whimper against his shaft, looking up at him with tears in your eye. "you want that?" he asks with a raised brow, and you shake your head 'no.'
"that's what i thought. i'm gonna have to force you further, alright, babe?"
taehyung chuckles as he moans loudly, throwing his head back with his eyes closed as he feels your throat tighten around him. the gagging sounds turned him on further, urging him to use his hips and thrust into you without mercy.
"oh god," taehyung practically whimpers, putting your head in place for a couple of seconds before pulling away, allowing you to breathe. within a split second of letting you go, he tugs your hair back and puts his face close to yours, merely centimeters away. he strokes your bottom lip with his thumb, watching you pant pathetically.
"i bet other girls can deepthroat better than you."
"no! please, tae..." you beg, hands crawling up his thigh, "please fuck me. only me."
"yeah? that's what you want?"
you nod impatiently, and thank god he listened. he picks you up, using his strength to bring you to the bedroom. it was still valentine's day, he had to be romantic.
"you're one lucky girl, you know that, y/n?"
"yeah," you reply, still couldn't get his cock out of your mind as if you were in a trance.
he crawls over to you and places a gentle kiss on your forehead, his hand on your chin. "you're my girl, and i love you. never fucking forget that."
yall are so cute referring to requests as if ordering food with all the "ill have"/"i'll order"/"can i please have" AAAAAHH YOU GUYS ARE SO ADORABLE! i cant guarantee all asks will be answered but i'll try my hardest to accommodate a lot since you guys deserve it <3
Joon baby-ing his innocent gf and it turns him on like a corruption kink during sex (for request please!)
tags: daddy!nj, the trope where their partner gets turned on from eating a popsicle :-)
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it was humorous. the moment namjoon was back from hitting the gym, you had recently just grabbed another popsicle from the fridge. "oh, hi," you sheepishly say, unwrapping the ice cream from its package.
namjoon drops his bag on the counter and doesn't waste any more time wrapping his arms around your waist, lifting you. you squeal, securing your legs around him, keeping your popsicle safe. you can smell the fresh coconut scent from his body, indicating that he just had a shower before coming back to the apartment.
"what were you up to, baby, hmm?" he sits you down on the kitchen island. namjoon, being conveniently taller than you, easily places his hips between your legs, trapping your body with his buff arms.
"i was about to watch a movie," you reply, licking the watermelon-flavored popsicle.
"yeah, baby?" namjoon watches you suck the cold desert in your mouth. he did not have a clue whether you were doing it on purpose, but he was loving the view admittedly.
"mhm!"
namjoon could only watch how your lips were covered in melted cream, fighting the strong urge to kiss you -- and take you here and then on the counter. the whole time he was working out, he couldn't stop thinking about you. protecting you was one of his top priorities, and that entails being physically capable to do so. you wouldn't admit to it, but he knows that it turns you on whenever he would handle you roughly.
the popsicle was quick to melt, and you furiously had to catch the cream with your tongue before it could drip onto your fingers. namjoon breathes heavily, clenching his jaw as he locks eyes with yours.
"what?" you ask innocently, licking your lips clean before proceeding to wrap your mouth around the popsicle. "why do you look angry?"
namjoon could only grin. he shakes his head, "you know what you're doing."
your eyebrows crease together in confusion, "no? wait, what?"
namjoon decides to play with you this time.
"what is this behavior, hm? didn't daddy ever teach you to share?"
you were caught off-guard when namjoon tightly grabs a hold of your wrist where your hand holds the popsicle and directs the food into his mouth. your breath hitches the moment he licks a broad swipe of the popsicle, bottom to top.
"see? that's what daddy feels as well while you were sucking this thing like a cockslut."
you were astounded by his choice of words, making you speechless.
"aww, look at my baby," he coos, caressing your heated cheeks. "are you getting shy now, huh? nuh-ah-ah, look at daddy--" he puts his index finger below your chin and nudges your head up to maintain eye contact.
he smiles, taking the popsicle from you. "open," he commands, and you follow almost immediately. namjoon directs the popsicle inside your mouth, "suck. yeah, that's a good girl."
"enough of this," he discards the popsicle, ignoring your cries and protests of wasting food. namjoon carries you to the couch, hovering above your frail body with your wrists above your head. his mouth leaves a trail of kisses from your jaw, down to your neck, and then back up to your lips. you tried struggling away from his grip, but it only resulted in him warning you with a click of his tongue.
"daddy thought you looked so innocent licking that popsicle i brought for you, baby. gives me an idea of how you would look if i fucked your mouth rough."
"daddy," you moan, feeling his rough hand underneath your shirt and groping your tits. "please..."
"please what? please fuck your mouth?" he replies mockingly, "can you even handle a cock like mine down your throat, huh?"
he inserts his middle and pointer finger inside your mouth without any obstruction from you. he slowly pushes the two digits further inside your mouth until you gag, "ohh, baby," namjoon sighs in delight, "i think i need to train this pretty throat before i can fully shove my dick inside it. yeah? before you know it, you'll be begging for a throatfuck every single time you see me."
he pulls his fingers out with a string of saliva connecting to your lips. you release a deep exhale after being hindered from breathing properly.
"you'll be a good slut for me in no time, little girl. daddy just needs to break you in first."
i'm gonna shoot my shot since your requests are open ! for kinky hours yey <3
the usually sub gguk turning dom one night after a random dude in their date night started flirting with reader hihi. lots of marking, biting and hickeys ! also just a very aggressive and mean jk!dom <33 + some overstimulation
i know i asked alot but lmfao i've missed the updates. have a great day luvs !
i... this is so... *bangs fist on table* I NEED THIS SHIT RN
tags: unedited, some name calling, the good stuff
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"jungkook, what's wrong with you?" you spit out, leaving your bag pathetically on the floor once you have arrived home from dinner. "stop acting like that and talk to me."
jungkook loosens his tie, clenching his jaw. it was obvious that he was pissed off, alongside the fact that he didn't talk during the whole car ride back. you hate the silent treatment.
you follow him to the bedroom, practically stomping. "you're acting like a child. use your mouth and talk to me."
you did not realize that it was a wrong move until jungkook faces your direction starts towering over you. his unwavering eyes fixated on yours, burning holes into them. he was avoiding eye contact after dinner, so the way he finally stared down at you, albeit menacingly, made your knees weak.
he walks over until you were cornered. "i...i--" you let out a nervous laugh. until, your breath hitched up when he abruptly wraps his tattoo-covered hand around your neck decorated with jewelry. "are you really that oblivious, huh? you're honestly just letting--"
"well you're not talking to me so how would i fucking know!" you raise your voice as much as you can, but this only made him angrier.
he chokes you harder, receiving a whimper from your end. "that's right," he smirks, "if i choke you hard enough, i wouldn't hear your pathetic voice anymore. i know you did that on purpose; flirting with that waiter, batting your eyelashes at him like a slut."
your heart stings, but your cunt throbs in a good way. you bite your lip as he leans in to kiss and bite all over your neck. with his other hand, he tugs your hair back. with your exposed neck like this, he was bound to do anything to it. he marks your skin with his teeth then licking the marks right after. you can hear him grunt whenever he would scatter your neck with bruises, learning that marking you like this turns him on.
"stop being -- awhh -- stop being jealous."
"i'm gonna make you choke on my cock next if you don't shut the fuck up."
his sudden outburst surprises you. with widened eyes, you feel yourself going weak from his voice and choice of words. the roles were usually reversed. you were the one in control. but now being at the receiving end of everything feels like a whole different world.
and jungkook knows how much you like it. you didn't notice that his hands were crawling down to your thigh, hiking your dress up so that he can get a touch of your aroused cunt. jungkook smirks, his eyes never straying away from yours as two slender fingers teasingly play with the strings of your thong.
"i can fucking smell you from here, god. you're such a bad little girl." he growls the last sentence, making your whole body quiver. your mind suddenly goes into a trance, submitting into him so easily.
jungkook flips your body over so that your ass was pressed onto his crotch, feeling how hard he is through his pants. "feel that?" he whispers directly in your ear, fingers slowly tracing your slit through the thin cloth, "i bet that waiter couldn't compare with my cock," he chuckles, "you bat your eyelashes at him as if his cock could reach the back of your throat just like i do."
he doesn't waste any more time, proceeding to shove his hand down your underwear and rub your clit furiously. your body almost falls from the sudden waves of pleasure, but his strong build keeps you upright. your hands hold onto his arm that was wrapped around your torso as his fingers rubbed firm circles. mantras of curses fall off your lips, pouting, never having him act like this before.
"jungkook, fuck," you cry, "t-too fast!" gasping as his middle finger reaches further down to play with your entrance, he teasingly rubs around the hole just to gather your juices and uses it for lubrication on your clit. you almost came at that point.
"there, there, shh," jungkook bites his lip, his dimples peeking through after he just bends you over the bed. hiking your dress up, he gives your ass a harsh spank, making you jolt forward. you whine in protest, attempting to rub the skin but he just catches your wrist in his large hand.
"you wanna be a good girl again for me?" he asks, spanking your ass once, twice, and thrice, each slap harder than the last. your eyes were almost welling up with tears, having you hold back your yelps. "y-yes, yes!"
jungkook rubs your ass, trying to soothe it gently. you were expecting the fourth spank any second now, but what you received was two fingers stretching out your pussy.
"s-shit!" you did not expect that at all. your mouth falls open as a loud, pornographic moan erupts, eyes wide in shock as jungkook fucks you with his fingers hard and fast. no doubt his bicep was flexing from the mere speed he was fucking you. your hands tightly grip the sheets, moaning and whimpering like a dog as you hear jungkook groan. your wet pussy coats his fingers, making it easier for him to slide his slender digits in and out.
"fuck yes," he groans, his cock straining against his pants uncomfortably as it begs to be released. "look at that little pussy, mmm fuck, i need to taste it." your juices dripping down your slit were just so alluring that he couldn't help himself but to wrap his mouth around your throbbing clit. you mewl, legs shaking as the overstimulation filled your senses.
it was the first time he acted like this, taking your cunt so greedily like a starved man. he smiles against your wet heat, his mouth and chin drenched with your juices. "i love you like this, baby," he admits, "i love to fuck you over. you get so much wetter when i get mean on you."
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it hurts to cut drabbles short but if i continue it'll just turn into a whole one shot AAHH
