mooglyyoon

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[mooglyyoon]

Mooglyyoons Rules:

• 18+ ONLY MINORS DNI

• All my work is NSFW, block do not report.

• I write for All BTS members.

Rules for my writing:

• I will not take requests or write about pet play

•Extreme Age Gaps

•Incest (this does not include any step family)

•Necrophilia

•Foot fetish

I WILL write…

•dub con

•coercion

•bdsm

•impreg kink

-as long as they do not cross any rules listed above.

[mooglyyoon]

Help You Forget

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Synopsis: You’ve been friends with the boys for years. Only growing closer when you started dating Jungkook. Until one night when all of the boys had a night out without you and things took a turn for the worse. You found out in the worst way and Yoongi helps you forget.

Pairings: BSF!Yoongi x JKFEM! Ex Gf.

⚠️Warnings: Cheating Boyfriend, Cursing, Lying, Praising, Fingering, Raw Sex, Oral Fem! Receiving, angsty and explicit.

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The yells and laughter filled the living room of Jimin’s apartment. It was a night like the many you’ve spent before with the boys. Your boyfriend, Jungkook, and Taehyung cursing and yelling at each other while they played a game and the rest laughing and making fun of them for being so competitive.

Your legs were thrown over Jungkooks lap as you lied comfortably across the smaller couch in the room. Every now and then your legs would jolt from Jungkooks reflexes as he held onto the controller with a force. His eyes glued to the screen that illuminated the dim living room.

“Not interested in the game?” The voice spoke up from behind your head that rested in the arm rest of the couch. You sat up on your elbows to see Yoongi whose eyes were lazily on you already. Uninterested in the loud conversations that filled the room.

Your lips pursed as you looked back at the boys until a small smile spread across your face and you looked back at the eyes that never left you. “Not feeling up for a competition tonight.” You tilted your head a little, your eyes still on Yoongi’s. Seeing him finally crack a smile and nod in agreement. He turned his head away and looked back at the tv.

It’d been a few hours of the back and forth competition of the game and the few beers everyone around the room had. Including yourself. You had a small buzz but nothing major. Enough to feel the fuzziness run through your body, from your toes to the top of your head. Feeling relaxed as you leaned into the side of your boyfriend who was no longer occupied by the game.

You felt Jungkook’s arm around your waist as you were against him. It wasn’t a tight grip. Enough to feel you. Even the smallest touch to signal to him you were there. You weren’t really listening to the conversation the boys had. Feeling the cloudiness of the beers fog your mind as you were lost in your own head. Until you heard Jungkook’s name get brought into the conversation.

“…a time the other night. Right, Jungkook?” You caught onto the end of Namjoon’s sentence and peered your head up to the side. You caught Jungkook’s side profile but you could see how he avoided your gaze. His cheeks flushing at the comment and his grip becoming looser and looser around you.

You felt the uncomfortable feeling of your intuition telling you something was wrong as you noticed his body language become increasingly different. You sat up off of him and straightened your back and looked around at the boys.

“What happened the other night?” Your voice came out smaller than expected. Softer than you meant it to. You caught the gaze of Jimin who looked almost guilty before your eyes landed on Namjoon. Immediately his face flushed and washed over with guilt as your eyes frantically searched the boys who now went quiet. The quietest you’ve ever seen them be.

“You didn’t tell her?” Yoongi spoke up. His tone stern and almost disappointed as his eyes pierced right into Jungkook whose head was now facing down into his lap. Fingers nervously gripping and absentmindedly toying with the hem of his hoodie.

You whipped your head back to Yoongi. Your body growing more tense and warm. You couldn’t tell if it was from the beers or your nerves. Maybe it was both. Maybe it was the uncomfortable silence that filled the room upon your question and how everyone’s demeanor was like never before.

Your breath became slightly unsteady as you turned your head back to Jungkook. Waiting for a response. You shoved his arm, not too hard. Enough to show you were getting frustrated from the lack of response. Before you could speak up again and beg for an answer. A voice cut through the air and answered it for you. One that wasn’t your boyfriend.

“Jungkook had sex with a girl from the club we went to.” Nauseous. It was the first feeling you felt hearing the words that left Yoongi’s lips with a quickness. “He said he was drunk but that he’d tell you because he felt so guilty and he never meant to do it.”

You felt your head pound and your stomach tighten like the wind was kicked right out of you. Your hands gripping the couch cushion as you felt the eyes of all the boys in the room on you. Embarrassment. Jungkook embarrassed you. It was washing over you so quickly you couldn’t even speak or think of what to do. So you did what they didn’t expect.

You rose from the couch. Not daring to even glance at anyone as the embarrassment only grew through your body. You couldn’t even cry. You walked out of the living room silently. The sound of you grabbing your car keys and putting your shoes on was the only noise that filled the room until the front door shut and you were gone.

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You stood in the doorway of your bedroom once you made it home. Your mind grew fuzzy as the slow, silent tears ran down your cheeks. Your eyes wandered around your room. Seeing the many shared pictures of you and Jungkook. His hoodie you always stole resting on the back of your chair at your desk. The stuffed animal he won for you on your first date sitting in the middle of your bed.

It felt like you were mourning someone who was still alive. Someone who felt like half of you. God, it ran through you with a quickness from finding out not thirty minutes ago that the person you handed your heart to tossed it into a busy highway and didn’t care to pick up the pieces.

You licked the tears of your lips and turned away from the room. Slamming the door. You leaned your back against it and sniffled. It hurt to cry, to think, it burned to breath and it felt like the world came crumbling down on you so quickly you couldn’t even find an escape.

Your body jumped at the sound of a knock on your door. Your eyes moved to the front door of your apartment. You blinked at it. You half hoped maybe it was Jungkook coming to beg for forgiveness. And you half hoped maybe it wasn’t. Until the familiar voice you least expected spoke. Muffled behind the door.

“It’s not Jungkook. It’s just me.” Yoongi. It was just yoongi. You wanted to feel shocked, surprised even. But you weren’t. Of course one of our friends would come and not Jungkook.

You pushed yourself from the bedroom door and walked over to the front door. You used the neckline of your shirt to wipe your tears and sighed before opening the door and being met with a calm but disappointed Yoongi. Whose eyes met yours immediately. Like he was waiting to find your eyes and read through you.

“I-…” Yoongi spoke up and closed his mouth again. He sighed and ran a hand through his dark long hair and looked down. He stepped forward and before you knew it you were breathing in his cologne and your head was against his chest. You didn’t move when you felt his arms around you. In a comforting way.

You felt just palms rest on your back so gently. Like you were the most delicate and fragile peace of art that if he pressed any harder you’d break in his grasp. His scent mixed through your nostrils and your mind went fuzzy again. Like you became drunk off his smell.

Your arms came up and wrapped around his waist. Enjoying the comforting hug you didn’t know you needed till this moment.

“He told us he’d tell you. I wasn’t there when it happened. If I was it wouldn’t never happened in the first place.” Yoongi’s words ran through you and you just sighed against him. His voice was so soft in a way you’d never heard before. It was so warming and welcoming you almost forgot to feel upset.

“I’d never let that happen to you. Or any of the boys girlfriends if they had them. Drunk or sober.” You felt Yoongi’s hand rest on the back of your head. His fingers gently ran through your hair. Trying to comfort you as the two of you stood still and embraced each other in the doorway of your apartment.

It stayed that way for a while. You didn’t respond. You just listened and enjoyed the comfort of him. Feeling his warmth, his touch, his smell. It brought a sense of comfort you didn’t think you’d have after hearing what Jungkook did. You pulled away with hesitation. Feeling empty at the loss of warmth and looked up at Yoongi.

“You can come in.” Your voice was so quiet Yoongi wasn’t sure he heard you right. He stepped inside and closed the door. Slipping his shoes off and looking back at you. You just stood there and kept your eyes on him. The puffiness of your lips and eyes and the flushed look on your face was evidence you’d been crying. Yoongi’s heart felt at the sight.

You and Yoongi were never close. But you understood each other in a way the others didn’t. Unbeknownst to you, Yoongi always admired you. Always felt a longing for you. His chest burned at the sight of you and Jungkook together. His eyes always watching you whenever you all were together. Checking on you in ways Jungkook never would. And when Yoongi heard what Jungkook did, he was ready to set the world on fire and move heaven and earth to make sure you would never feel pain from Jungkook’s wrong doings. He was going to make sure of it even if you never felt the same for him.

“You didn’t have to come.” Your voice broke the silence between you and Yoongi. You walked over to your couch in the living room and sat in the corner of it. Bringing your knees up to your chest and wrapping your arms around them. You felt the cushion dip when Yoongi sat right next to you.

You were so distracted you hadn’t noticed the bag in Yoongi’s hand. Assuming he’d set it down before he hugged you. He sat the store bag on his lap and looked at you.

“I wanted to.” It was all he needed to say. All he forced himself to say to not add on to what emotions you were already feeling. He pulled your favorite snacks and drink you hadn’t known he knew of and set them next to you. Your eyes lingered on the snacks before trailing him to meet his own.

You felt your heart beat grow rapid when you saw he was already looking at you. His eyes so full of hurt and worry it made you feel seen. Understood. You licked your lips nervously and looked back down at the pile of snacks.

“How’d you know? That I liked these?” You couldn’t really think of the right thing to say. And you didn’t want to keep talking about Jungkook. It already felt like a lot and you felt empty. You just wanted to forget.

“I pay attention.” His tone was so soft but the words felt heavy. More than just that he paid attention to you. You felt it. Your mouth opened and closed until you sat up. Sitting on your knees on the couch now and your eyes fell on Yoongi again.

“Why?” You were quiet. Like you already knew the answer. No one just knows someone’s favorite snacks like that. Or comes to there house immediately after they find out they were cheated on. You knew. You wanted him to confirm it.

Yoongi looked back at you. His eyes were slightly widened at the question. Almost like he wasn’t expecting it. Like he wasn’t scared to answer. Till he did.

“Because you deserve to be seen and taken care of the way you do for others.” His words were so genuine it almost felt too good to be true. You felt your breath get caught in your throat and before you knew it you climbed into his lap.

Your thighs rested on either side of his hips and your hands were on his shoulders. Your body grew warm when you felt his touch on your thighs. It was so gentle and careful. Jungkook never touched you like this. So intimate and careful. You just wanted to forget him. Forget what he did. Forget how it made you feel. And when you looked down at Yoongi whose eyes were already on yours. You almost did.

“I want to forget him. Just for now at least.” You looked down at Yoongi whose lap you straddled. Your hands moving to cup either side of his neck gently. His warmth radiating onto you. You felt his chest rise and fall and watched the way his tongue darted out to lick his lips. You watched his eyes scan your face. Searching for answer until his eyes met yours again once he did and his hands slid up to your waist gently.

“Then let me help you forget.” His voice was gentle but laced with determination when one of his hands slid up your clothed back and rested on the nape of your neck. Pushing you closer to him. His lips grazed yours gently. Sending a spark down your body and his own. His eyes glued on yours, waiting for any type of reaction or response.

“Please.” It came out like a whisper. Like a soft beg. You hadn’t meant it to but when you felt the gentle and warm touch of his lips barely on yours. You needed it in that moment like you needed air to breathe. And he felt it.

He didn’t waste another moment until his lips were against yours. It wasn’t rough. It wasn’t rushed or forced. It was soft and longing. His lips fit with yours like they were always meant to be there. Like they were made to lock with yours.

Your eyes fluttered closed and your lips slowly moved against his. Your hands moving slowly to rest behind his head. You felt his hands move up under your shirt and make contact with the skin of your back. Feeling how you felt against him. You moaned at the contact. You couldn’t understand why. The touch wasn’t sensual but it felt so right. Like your body craved it from him. Not from anyone else.

You felt Yoongi’s tongue against yours and the slightest feeling of a small on his lips. The kiss was so much more powerful and spoke the words Yoongi couldn’t say at the moment. And you swallowed every single word with intent. You pulled away to catch your breath and felt yourself being lifted. Your legs wrapping quickly around the waist of the man holding you.

“Will you let me take care of you tonight?” You looked at you as he stood from the couch with you in his hold. “I can help you forget and show you just how worthy you are. Even if it’s just for tonight and you want me gone tomorrow.” You felt your heart swell at his words and your hands moved the hair that fell over his eyes out of the way before a small smile crept on your face.

“You don’t have to leave after.” Yoongi smiled at you and moved through your apartment until he made it into your room. He kicked the door closed gently and set you onto your bed. He pulled away and turned around. Flipping the frames of you and Jungkook over and you watched in awe at how he took care of even the smallest things.

He came back to you and knelt down on the floor in front of where you sat on the bed. His eyes were on yours as his fingertips brushed the skin of your thighs until his hands met the hem of your sweatpants.

“May I? You can say no whenever you want to. Don’t feel forced.” His words rang through the room and you felt your body grow hot at his touch. You looked down at him and brought your bottom lip between your teeth before lifting your hips off the bed. Allowing him to tug your sweats along with your underwear off.

You looked at Yoongi as his eyes stayed on yours. Taking in how you looked. You brought your hands down to slip out of your shirt. Having nothing worn under neath. Yoongi’s breath caught in his throat as he eyed you. His eyes full of admiration and care. Not a single sight of lust.

“My…” He uttered his words as he looked up at you. Trying to find the right words as you looked down at him. Feeling more comfortable at the way he was looking at you with a sense of yearning. Like he needed you or he wouldn’t be able to function.

“You’re breathtaking. So gorgeous.” He breathed against your inner thigh. His hands gently separating your legs. He leaned between him. Peppering both legs with gentle and soft kisses. “So beautiful. I’m going to make you feel it if that’s ok?” He spoke up again. His breath hitting your core that was glistening with your arousal. Your breath picked up at the feeling as you leaned back on your elbows and looked at him. You nodded with your lip between your teeth. Your eyes locked on his.

“Use your words, baby.” You swear you could’ve gasped at the pet name that slipped so easily off his tongue. It felt so right from him. So perfect you spoke up quickly. Feeling a sense of need. The need to feel him. To feel him against you. “Please, Yoongi.” He pulled his eyes from yours and didn’t waste a second before he leaned in and let his tongue glide between your wet folds.

He picked his eyes back up to look at you but your head was already back and your eyes were shut as the soft moans and breaths slipped past your lips. Your chest rising and falling quicker as Yoongi worked expertly between your legs. He swirled his tongue around your clit flicking his tongue against it. He eased a finger inside of you. Pumping it into you gently and curling it perfectly.

“You look so stunning like this.” He muttered against you. Slipping another finger inside you. You struggled to catch your breath at the feeling. It was so perfect. So right. You opened your eyes and looked down at him. Your lips parting to moan at the sight. His tongue flicking perfectly to match the rhythm of his fingers that pumped in and out of you. But his eyes. They were watching you the whole time. Making sure you felt as beautiful as he thought you were.

He groaned against you as he tasted yourself on his tongue. Pulling his fingers out and replacing them with his tongue as his thumb gently ran circles onto your clit. You felt yourself fall back into the bed and your back arch as the knot in your stomach grew. Yoongi knew it. He knew what he was going to you and how close you had become. He felt the way you clenched around his tongue and how your moans became more frantic. How your legs struggled to still.

“Please cum. Wanna taste more of you.” He almost begged. His words were all you needed to hear. Your hips bucked against him as you reached your release. Your body tensing as your hands fell into his hair and tugged at the strands. Causing a muffled groan to leave his lips as you rode his tongue. Riding out your high.

The lewd sounds of slurping and moans filled the room until Yoongi finally pulled away. He pulled his shirt off along with his pants and boxers and climbed over you. Holding himself up with the hand that rested next to your head as you caught your breath and gazed up at him.

His chin and lips were slick with your essence and he brought down his head to meet his lips with yours again. You could taste yourself on his tongue and the way his hard member was pressed against your heat. You moan softly against his lips and he pulled away. Leaving kisses down your jaw and neck.

“You’re so beautiful, baby. I’ve always thought you were so perfect.” He muttered against your skin and pressed his lips to your shoulder and he pushed himself inside of you slowly. “You’ve always been so breathtaking it hurt.” He spoke up softly and pushed himself more into you until he bottomed out.

He fit inside so perfectly it felt like a dream. Too good and you couldn’t believe it. The way you felt right now was too good to describe with words. He stretched you out so perfectly and you found yourself clenching around him. Wanting more of him as if it was possible. He groaned at the filling and looked down at you.

“You ok, baby?” His palm cupped your cheek gently as he moved his hips slowly. Making sure you felt good. “You feel so good. Please keep going.” You spoke up and wrapped your arms around his neck. Feeling his head fall back into the crook of your neck as he picked up his pace.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so perfect around me. So tight like you were made for me.” He muttered roughly against your skin and left wet kisses against your neck as he continued to thrust into you. Your legs opened wider, wanting to feel him completely. “Yoongi, oh my-“ Your head fell back onto the bed and your nails dug into his back at how deep it was. How perfectly he brought you pleasure.

“You’re so amazing, so perfect.” He grunted and looked down at you. Sitting up and holding his hands under your thighs. He held them as he thrusted himself harder into you. “Cum for me, pretty girl. Let me make you feel good.” His words pushed you over the edge and your fingers gripped the mattress as your body shook and your toes curled.

Yoongi moaned at the sight of you. Feeling you cum around him. Watching undone underneath him. Feel good because of him. It was sight he’d never be able to forget. Something he thought would never happen and he swore to himself at that moment he would never let you go. “Hold on, baby. I’m close.” You clenched tightly around him and let out incoherent mumbles and moans until he pulled out and finished on your stomach.

He leaned over you. Catching his breath as you did the same. When he did, he lifted his hand to move your hair out of your face and he looked down at you. Admiring you. “I really mean it. You’re so breathtaking…so beautiful.” He spoke softly and pressed a soft kiss to your lips until he pulled away. He slipped his boxers on and grabbed a towel that hung on the back of your door and wiped you clean with it.

He gave you a fresh shirt from your closet and helped you get dressed and into bed. “Stay with me.” You muttered and pulled Yoongi into bed with you. Feeling his arms wrap around you and your head on his bare chest. Hearing his heart beat. He brought an arm up and let his hand run through your hair.

“You deserve so much better. You deserve warmth, love, care, admiration. I’ll give that to you. I’ll give you the world and more if you let me.” He spoke softly and kept his head back against the head board. His fingers working gently through your hair.

“I’ll let you.”

[mooglyyoon]

‧₊˚✧I’m back✧˚₊‧

I’ll be writing again and I’d love it if anyone had any requests. I currently don’t have a laptop right now but when I do I will update the link for my masterlist but I hope everyone enjoyed what oneshots I have up so far.

I AM a oneshot only writer and I do mainly write smuts but if anyone has requests for anything that follow my rules I’d happily try to best to meet the request. ┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈

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[mooglyyoon]

Can you do a fic where jhope and the reader are in a secret relationship like mafia bodyguard or something and reader catches jhope taking pics of her feet and they fuck after

I love your work also😁😁

Read the rules pls🖤.

[mooglyyoon]

The Groupie

Synopsis: You meet Jungkook after one of his shows and makes you his personal groupie.

Warning: Degrading, Spanking, Hair pulling, Rough and raw sex.

Pairings: Rockstar!Jk x Fem!Reader

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You feel your stomach start to bubble with nerves as you make your way through the crowd to get to the front of the stage. You had manage to get floor tickets and you definitely wanted to get your moneys worth. Getting to the front you press yourself against the metal gate that held you and the thousands of other people in barricade.

You came alone but managed to mingle with some of the girls around you waiting for the show to start. You’ve seen Jungkook live before but you’d never been this close. As dumb as it may sound, you always believed artists would find someone in the crowd they’re attracted to and make it slightly known. So you put some effort into your appearance tonight.

A black tube top, tight enough to expose your cleavage, a black ripped denim jacket with a black plaid miniskirt and black combat boots definitely matched the aesthetic of Jungkook. You did makeup that fit you and your outfit and the others around you definitely praised your looks.

You saw lights of the stage start to flicker and the vibration of the speakers close to you started to vibrate through your body. You turned fully and directed your attention to the male that made his way onto the stage.

The concert was amazing. You were jumping, laughing, singing, and during the last song, you were holding your shirt from falling, jumping to the beat and you swore Jungkook was watching.

He was singing with a subtle smirk on his face and he kept his gaze on you, watching the way you moved and shined under the flashing lights as you recited every lyric of his song. Jungkook swore you were heaven sent. He’d never seen someone so beautiful in such a setting.

The song ended and Jungkook left the stage and you left as quick as possible. Your makeup looked wet with sweat and you held your jacket in your hands as you walked out of the concert hall. Walking down the corridor you saw some girls standing out like they were waiting for something or someone.

And that’s when you noticed the male you came to see. The girls huddled around Jungkook and he brushed them off politely and kept his stride determined as he made his way to you.

There he stood right in front of you. You knew Jungkook had groupies. Everyone knew that. He never cared about what anyone thought of him and evidently, that’s what made him more attractive.

“Hi there.” He spoke roughly, voice slightly raspy from earlier. He looked down at you, his tattooed hand pushing your hair off your shoulders. “Jungkook..” You spoke up, a little stunned at the situation.

“Can I take you back with me, babe?” He spoke so confidently and so smoothly, you couldn’t help but nod your head. Immediately he wrapped his arm around your waist and walked you to his dressing room, ignoring the girls mean mugs at you.

He walked you into his room and locked the door quickly before anyone could interrupt. You set your jacket on the chair in the room and put your attention to him. “You’re so fucking stunning.” You heard him gruff as he stepped closer to you. He looked at you and put a hand on the small of your back, pushing you into him.

“Couldn’t help but need to see you after the show.” He tilted his head at you and you looked up at him, putting your hands on his toned chest. “Need to?” You squinted at him. This being confirmation of what you assumed earlier during the performance.

“Mm yes baby, need to.” He said and you felt his hand drop to your ass, giving it a hard squeeze. Your jaw fell with a gasp and your eyes fluttered ever so slightly at the feeling. The pool between your legs growing by the second. Jungkook knew the affect he had on women, but with you, it was so different. You weren’t quick to give it up and he loved it so much.

“Jungkook.” The moan left your lips quietly and he smirked above you before he spun you around and bent you over the arm of the couch. You yelped when you felt your skirt being flipped up and your legs being spread roughly. The wet stain on your panties being exposed to him.

“Soaked already?” You practically hear the smirk in his tone as you felt your panties being pushed to the side. “Mm yes.” You muffled against the couch and felt his finger rub in the wetness. His finger rubbed against your clit and your moans sounded like sweet music to his ears.

“Gonna fuck this pretty cunt yeah? Make you cum like a dirty slut.” Your pussy squeezed around nothing at his harsh words. It turned you on more and you heard his pants being undone and soon you felt his wet tip at your entrance.

His hands parted your ass for him so he could get a better view and he continued to press his tip against you, teasing you. “P-Please…Need to feel you.” You begged, wanting him to stop stalling. You heard a chuckle and felt a stinging pain in your ass as the smack echoed through the room.

“Such a slut. Just wanna be filled up by a dick.” You moaned at his words and soon felt his dick fill you up quickly. He stretched you out so much and he didn’t even give you time to adjust when you felt his dick slamming back into you at a hard and quick pace.

“Fuuuuck so wet and tight.” His head was thrown back as your pussy basically suffocated his dick. The sounds in the room were nasty to say the least. The slapping of his hips against your ass, your moans with his grunts, the sound of your wetness with each thrust he made only caused you to grow wetter if it was even possible.

You felt your knees buckle as you squeezed around him. He slapped your ass against and spoke up, “Let me breathe fuck, so tight.” You squeezed again with a moan and you felt a hand reach to your hair and yank you up by a makeshift ponytail.

His thrusts didn’t stop however, he pulled you into his chest and it was as if he thrusts became relentless. “Sluts need to listen when they’re spoken to.” He groaned right into your ear and his hand went down to start roughly rubbing your clit. His fingers pressed down hard causing enough pressure to be too much and your knees start to buckle again.

“T-too much!!” You cried as tears pooled your eyes and a hard orgasm washed over you. He didn’t stop and only went harder. He pushed you back over the couch, his hand in the middle of your back as he continued fucking you. “Gonna make me fucking cum, shit.” He grunted and moved his hands to grip your hips roughly. Moving you back slightly onto him with each of his thrusts.

“P-please!” You almost screamed at the over stimulation and with a few more hard thrust you felt an emptiness between your legs as he quickly pulled out of you and came right on your ass. “Fuuuuck, such a pretty ass.” You felt his release coat your lower half as he finished.

He pulled his pants up and fixed himself as he grabbed a rag from the table and gently cleaned you up. He helped you stand even with the slight struggle and turned you to face him.

“Wanna see you again, yeah?” He spoke and slipped a paper with his number in the hem of your skirt and kissed your cheek quickly before walking to the door and unlocking it. Letting you leave, knowing he’d see you soon.

[mooglyyoon]

Desire

Synopsis: Taehyung is your step brother and for the past month he’s had a growing desire for you he cannot ignore anymore.

Warnings: Public (kind of) sexual acts, fingering, praising and degrading, Pov changes, Mentions of masturbation, spanking

Pairings: StepBrother!Taehyung x Fem!Reader

A/n: Sorry for the wait guys, been busy and had some writers block. Don’t be shy to send requests!!

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Taehyung’s POV:

I let a heavy sigh leave my lips as I made my way up the stairs. I had just come home from my friends house and the aroma of my Step Mom in the kitchen making dinner lingered through out the house. After making it up the stairs I walked down the hall to my room, not before peeking into my step sisters room to see what she was up to.

Her door was cracked as I peeked in. She was in her black spaghetti strapped top with some baggy pj shorts. My eyes wandered and I couldn’t help but noticed how perfect her breasts sat in view for me. I couldn’t help but admire a little longer as she sat at her desk looking at her book.

I forced myself to look away and continue my walk down the hall to my room. I felt the tightening begin in my pants and I mentally cursed myself. I don’t know how much longer I could be around my own step sister without fucking her right then and there.

I shut my door closed making sure to lock it. I quickly lied back onto my bed, pulling my shorts down enough to watch my hardening dick pop out. My tip was soaked with pre-cum and it was slightly embarrassing that just the sight of her could get me like this.

Wrapping my hands around the base of my dick, I started pumping making sure to rub my tip. This was becoming a routine for me and I needed more of her. More than just a metal image of her.

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Y/n’s POV:

My book slammed closed the second I heard my mom’s voice from downstairs call mine and my brothers name. I pulled the glasses from my face and quickly made my way down the stairs. I heard Taehyung behind me but chose to ignore him and made my way into the kitchen to help Mom plate food.

While setting the plates of food down onto the dinner table, I couldn’t help but noticed how Taehyungs eyes followed my movements. How his eyes traced up and down my body, like it would be the last time he saw me. He’s been doing this for a while and I don’t really understand, but I chose to distance myself if maybe I’m making him uncomfortable.

Our parents have only been married for six months so it would be understandable if he felt uncomfortable around me now that we live together. But I’d still appreciate an explanation over the unbearable stares.

I thanked my Mom as I sat down next to Taehyung, across from our parents. Our parents made conversation asking how our days were and how dinner was but started to focus on their on talk, leaving me and Taehyung to find our own conversation or to like usual, eat quietly.

While taking a bite, i felt a grasp on my bare thigh. I pull the spoon from my mouth and look over at Taehyung who had his hand placed right on my thigh. He kept his gaze on me which I could now tell was something very different compared to my initial thought. Turned on. Taehyung, your Step-Brother, was turned on by you.

It was rather evident as you could feel his hand inching up your leg before stopping on the hem of your shorts. You looked at him with widened eyes as your parents were directly in front of you two, and this was very wrong. Taehyung was your step brother, technically there is no REAL problem except for the fact your parents are married. But there is no relation between the two of you.

You both knowing this, knew you are attracted to each other. Unbeknownst to you, Taehyung knew you were attracted to him. He’d hear you moan his name ever so quietly when he’d get home late and walk past your room. So this just solidified the attraction between the two of you.

You felt his hand snake under your shorts and underwear, finding your clit quickly. You bit down on the spoon to hide the moan ready to escape your lips. He chuckled a little and continued to eat his meal like his fingers weren’t against your throbbing clit. Needing more than to just be touched by his fingers.

The cough that left your mouth caught the attention of your parents but that did not stop Taehyung. His long fingers ending up pumping into your pussy slowly, but the curl of his fingers inside you sent shock waves through your body. “Sweetie! Are you ok??” Your mother asked hurriedly as she looked at you choke on a cough, struggling to keep yourself together.

Taehyung analyzed your face, his fingers not stopping once. “I-I’m ok! Just inhaled some rice.” You tried to muster a smile and ended up looking away at the plate in front of you. Your mother stared a little longer before looking back at your Step-Father who had already moved his attention back to your mom.

“I’m done.” You said quickly, pulling Tae’s hand out of you and stood up, putting your plate in the sink and walking up the stairs. You heard Tae excuse you and him and say he heard you throwing up earlier and quickly walked to you.

“What a good brother. I’m glad they’re getting along.” You heard your mother tell your step dad and you mentally cursed yourself. What a good brother my ass.

You made it into your room, but not quick enough as your door was pushed open and shut immediately. Followed by Taehyung pushing you against it and locking it. “Aw baby, I wasn’t done.”

“I definitely was.” You said and tried to move but Tae was quick to push you back against the door and pull your shorts down with your underwear. “Tae…” You spoke and looked up at him.

“That’s what I thought.” He said and put his fingers back over your clit. “Want your step brothers fingers in this pussy don’t you.” It was so vulgar yet you couldn’t help but feel your clit throb as his words. Your pussy wet for HIM.

He rubbed his fingers up and down and looked down at you. His other hand cupping your face. “A whore for your brothers fingers huh?” Your mouth went agape when three of his fingers were shoved into you. “Taehyung it hurts-” You were cut off by the immediate thrusting of his fingers.

Your walls clenched around him and he kept your face cupped in his hand. “Mm fuck stretch me so good.” You moaned, looking at him watching his own fingers go in and out of your soaked core. “So fucking wet for me.” He grunted and moved faster, feeling you clenching. “Gonna cum already baby?” You nodded vigorously and could almost whine at the emptiness you felt as his fingers left you.

“Turn around, arch and spread your legs.” You looked at him a little shocked and he arched a brow and spoke up again, “that wasn’t a question, be a good slut for me.” You kicked your shorts off your ankles and did as you were told. Pressing your face against your bedroom door and arching your back for him.

You heard him moan behind you at the sight. “Such a pretty fucking pussy.” You clenched around nothing. His words turning you on so much you needed to cum or you were gonna cry.

“Tae…please, wanna cum.” There was shuffling behind you before you felt two hands on your ass, spreading your cheeks for him. Not too long after you felt his tongue swipe along your slit.

“Mm fuck yes please.” You moaned quietly, remembering your against the door. “Taste so fucking sweet.” You heard him mutter against your pussy dip his tongue inside of you.

Your eyes rolled as you felt his tongue thrusting in and out of your swollen pussy. His other hand reaching up between your legs to rub your clit. You felt your knees buckle as you bit your lip. Your moans muffled as he used his other hand to land a hard slap to your ass. “Wanna hear you slut.” He started to suck aggressively on your clit and you yelped at the feeling.

“F-fuck Tae don’t stop.” Your body pushed harder into the door and your back arched harder as you felt Tae’s hands spreading your cheeks and slapping them as he continued sucking on your clit. Using his tongue to flick your clit every now and then.

“G-gonna cum, fuck.” You barely got out before you felt your legs start to shake at the violent orgasm that ran through your body. Taehyung moaned against your clit and cupped his mouth on your pussy. Not wanting to miss a bit of you.

“Such a good girl for me.” He said as he stood up and helped you stand. He used his thumb to wipe his lip and looked down at you. “Next time you wanna masterbate to me, just ask for the real thing.”

[mooglyyoon]

Teachers Pet

Synopsis: In which Jin ends up being your substitute teacher & he can’t help but want to help you extra after class.

Warning: Age gap (20&28), Spanking, Degrading, Raw sex, Cumming inside, Coercion

Pairings: Teacher!Jin x Fem!Reader

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You flattened the skirt you had on before sitting down in the cold chair at your desk. You had been in college for about two years now and it was the spring semester of your sophomore year. Your usual teacher, Mr. Min had been out for a month and a half and your substitute, Mr. Kim, had been very…different.

You had noticed very quickly he seemed to act different towards you compared to your other classmates. He was more up and personal with you, while he kept a more professional approach with others.

You watched as he entered the class room, fixing his glasses that sat perfectly in the bridge of his nose. He explained the assignment for today and taught how it needed to be done and let us work for the remainder of class.

You pulled your laptop out immediately getting to work on the assignment. You watched over your laptop screen as he walked around checking on the others in your class. You looked back at your screen when you noticed he made his way over to you.

“You understand the assignment, Y/n?” You heard him speak above you as he placed a hand on the back of your chair and the other on your desk, leaning over you. You continued to quickly type on your key board wanting to quickly finish your work. “Y-yes I understand.” You felt him get a little closer before speaking into your ear, “Stay after class for me.” He left a pat on your back before walking off.

You watched as everyone packed their things to leave and you packed your stuff as well. Wanting to pretend you forgot what he said in hopes he’d forget as well. “Y/n…” You heard as you were about to leave. The class room was empty now and he walked over to you, locking the door and pulling the blind down over the doors window. “I do believe I asked you to stay after class.” He spoke sternly as he stood in front of you. His height compared to yours was not hard to miss as you cranked your head back to look up at the older male.

“Is there something you need, sir?” You watched his expression change into a smirk as he pushed you back slowly onto the desk behind you, causing you to drop your bag to your side on the floor. “S-sir.” You felt your bare thigh hit the cold hard desk behind you. “You’re a very beautiful girl, Y/n…You know that?” He brushed his fingers through your hair as he looked down at you. He placed his other hand on your thigh, pushing his hand up closely.

You bit your lip, nervous and confused as to why this was happening to you. “Sir we shouldn’t. You’re my teacher.” You spoke up and he only laughed at you. Pulling off his glasses and setting them on the desk next to you both. “It’s not illegal, Y/n. I see how you close your legs tightly when I’m near you. Your habits don’t go unnoticed.” Fuck. You knew it was wrong but he was right. His presence turned you on, your body wanted it but your mind knew it was so bad for you.

His hands landed on your hips, turning you around and he pushed you against the desk. Your skirt lifting up in the process showing your ass off to him. The wet stain on your underwear didn’t go unnoticed either.

“Such a dirty girl..” He muttered behind you before landing a hard smack to your ass. “Sir!” You yelped at the feeling. Only feeling yourself grow wetter. “Dirty girls deserve to be punished don’t they?” He said before landing another smack to your ass.

“P-please…” Tears pooled in your eyes before staining your now rosy cheeks. You felt his hand rub over the spot he’s smacked, trying to soothe the pain. “Don’t try to pretend you don’t want his, Darling. You’re soaked.” You felt your skirt being pushed up and your underwear being yanked down as he spread your legs for him.

Your pussy glistened at how wet you were for him. You couldn’t help but moan when you felt your ass being spread open and his tongue dipping into you. “Oh my god..” You moaned into the desk feeling him suck hard on your clit before pulling away. “Little sluts like you don’t get to cum so soon..” He said as he stood up straight, pulling his dress pants down along with his boxers.

“S-sir…” Your voice cracked as you felt his tip being rubbed against you. “Tell me what you want.” He was rubbing his tip against your slick folds waiting for an answer. You almost wanted to say no because of how wrong the situation was but your body gave in.

“P-please…wanna cum.” You begged as you felt his dick thrusting roughly into you. You cried out at the feeling of him not giving you any time to adjust. “Sir mm too much!” He grunted, cupping your ass cheeks in his hands as you only went harder.

“Sluts don’t get treated nicely..” He mumbled before landing another loud smack to your ass, your cries turned into moans as tears fell from pure pleasure. Your knuckles turned white at how hard you were gripping the side of the desk.

“Such a tight little cunt.” He spoke as he violently thrusted into you. You felt yourself squeeze around him, knowing you were gonna cum soon. He noticed because his hand reached under you and started to roughly rub your clit.

“Be a good girl and cum on my dick for me.” He had leaned over closer to your ear, his thrusts being relentless as you felt your knees almost give out. “Y-yes sir.” Was the last sentence you could get out before you felt yourself cumming all over his dick. You heard him moan behind you and you felt him fill you up completely.

Your body lied there against the desk, limp as he pulled out of you. Watching his own cum drip out of your swollen pussy. “Look how dirty you look..” He spoke and grabbed you by the back of your neck to lift you up and pull you into his chest. His hand came around you and went to your pussy, his fingers covered in yours and his cum as he brought his hand to your lips.

“Go on..” He spoke into your ear and you let his fingers into your mouth. You sucked on them and moaned at the taste. He chuckled and pulled his fingers out of your mouth.

“Clean yourself up and go to class. We’ll talk later.” You fixed your clothes and grabbed all your things, leaving the room quickly. What did he mean later?

[mooglyyoon]

Dealer

Synopsis: Yoongi is your dealer & when he comes over you offer a different kind of payment than usual.

Warnings: Smoking, Coercion, Face riding, Heavy Praising, Cumming inside

Pairings: Dealer!Yoongi x Fem!Reader

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You finish putting on your sleep shirt when you hear your phone ringing. Walking out of your restroom, you walk into your room where your see your phone lit up illuminating who’s calling at 11:30 at night.

“Yoongi?” You answer and hear some shuffling in the background. Sure he’s your dealer but he’s also been a good friend of yours for a while. But calling this late was a little unusual. “Hey babe gonna be at your house in like 10.” You unplug the phone, keeping it close to your ear as you walk back into the restroom. “Doors open for you.”

You hear the call end and you set your phone on the counter, brushing your teeth immediately after. You decided to just stay in your underwear and shirt since it was just Yoongi. Whom you’ve also been infatuated with for the past few months. You started growing attracted to him not just mentally but physically. Your body craved him and even though he’s never touched you before or has shown any signs of the feelings being mutual, you wanted to muster up the courage to try.

You heard your front door being open causing you to leave your restroom and walk down the hall. “Y/n.” His voice rang down the hall as you walked into the living room where he stood. “Yeah yeah i’m here.” you walk past him making your way to the couch. You sit down and pat the spot next to you encouraging him to come sit with you.

“Did I wake you babe?” He spoke and sat down next to you. Holding two of his pre rolls in his hand. “How many times have I told you about this nick name..” You rolled your eyes and continued, “And no, I was already awake. You’re here late tho, why?”

He pulled out his lighter and handed off a blunt to you which you gladly took. He lit yours than his before he spoke. “Haven’t seen you in a while is all.” He spoke nonchalantly, watching as you took a long drag. You haven’t smoked since the last time you saw him which was almost two weeks ago. So it was calming to get back to your usual.

“You can just say you missed me.” You spoke kind of sarcastically as you looked at Yoongi in the dim lit living room. The TV and small lamp across the room being your only source of lighting. “I missed you.” He spoke nonchalantly like it was normal to speak like this. You shook your head in disbelief and looked away. You stretch your legs across his lap before laying back comfortably.

“Did you really?” You spoke bluntly feeling the effects of the drug start to slowly kick. You watched as he rested a free hand on your thigh, rubbing his thumb on your smooth skin. “Missed being around my girl.” He put the bud in the ashtray on your coffee table.

You watched as Yoongi went into a manspread and put both of his hands on your legs. “I’m not your girl, Yoongi.” You sat up, putting the bud along with his, laying back to your position prior. “You knoww better than that, Y/n.” he turned his head to look at you. The lamp illuminated the light behind you, letting you get a better look at his features. His now hooded eyes, he’s smooth skin, the way he’s looking you up and down.

“How much do I owe you.” You spoke up, moving your gaze away from his. Feeling the heat grow between your legs. His touch on your bare leg not making the situation any better. “All good babe.” He said, keeping his gaze on you. He could never get enough of how beautiful you were to him.

You moved your legs off his lap and slowly moved to position yourself on top of him. Straddling him, you put your hands on his chest and sat yourself right on his lap. Maybe it was the drugs talking, but you felt Yoongi wanted you as bad as you wanted him.

“You sure you don’t want me to pay you..” You trailed off, your lips against his ear. He felt shivers all over his body as you spoke. He put his hands on your bare thighs comfortably and moved them up and down slowly. He thought he was almost dreaming. He had to touch you to feel reality.

“Y/n…” His tone was low, almost nervous. He felt your hips move ever so slightly against him. You heard a quiet groan from him and felt his hands travel up to your hips. “You don’t need to do this babe.”

You picked your head up and looked at him. You could see the lust and desire in his eyes and you spoke up. “I want to.” You grabbed his hands and brought them under your shirt, making him cup your breast as you leaned your hands back on his thighs, grinding your hips against him. “I know you want to, too.” He cussed, cupping your breasts that fit so perfectly in his hands. Like they were made just for him. “Fuck. Y/n.” You felt him grow the more you moved. Your head thrown back feeling his bulge against your wet core.

He lifted you up and set you next to him, pushing down his shorts and boxers, picking you back up to straddle him again. He pulled your shirt off quickly and you couldn’t help but smile. “So fucking gorgeous.” He spoke, cupping your breasts again and lifting his head up to kiss you. You both tasted of weed but neither of you cared. The only thing on your minds was each other.

“Lemme see that pretty pussy, open your legs for me” He said when he pulled away, sliding your underwear to the side as you leaned back on your hands. He licked his lips and watched your expression as he slid two of his fingers inside you. “Yoongi..” He could listen to you say that for hours. Your name sounded like honey on your lips and he was about to be addicted.

“Say it again.” He grunted, moving his fingers faster into you. Your head flew back and your legs opened wider as you squeezed around his fingers. “Yoongi mm so good.” You felt his fingers curling inside you, opening you up more for him. “So wet.. all for me huh baby?” He pulled his fingers away and rubbed them along his dick. Coating your essence on him.

“Sit that pretty pussy on my face baby.” Your eyes widened in shock as he was lent back against the couch. “Y-you sure…” He brought his eyes to yours and you quickly sat up off his lap, bringing yourself to straddle his face.

“So pretty, don’t be shy Y/n.” You felt his hands grab your hips and pull you down to his face. Immediately you felt his tongue drag across your slit. “Oh fuck Yoongi.” You moaned and put both of your hands in his hair, tugging on it softly. You felt him grunt against you as he flicked his tongue against your clit.

“Taste so fucking good.” He mumbled before thrusting his tongue into you. You felt Yoongi grip your hips tightly and move you back and forth to grind against his tongue. “Mm s- so good.” You reached back behind you to take his dick into your hand.

You started to rub his tip quickly feeling him groan under you as you moved your hips against his tongue. “M gonna cum Yoongi fuck” He made you move faster as he felt your legs start to shake as your orgasm ran through you. He moved his tongue back inside of you, not wanting to miss a single thing.

Yoongi pulled you up so he could sit up, sitting you on his lap. “Think you can go one more time?” He asked, pushing your messy hair out of your face as he admired how fucked you already looked.

“Wanna ride you.” He chuckled a little at your statement. He leaned back and watched as you lifted your hips, rubbing his tip at your entrance. “Go easy, don’t push yourself.” He watched as you sat yourself in his dick, him feeling you up completely. Your eyes closed tightly shut at how big he was.

“So fucking big.” You moaned and started to lift your hips, smacking back down onto him. The overstimulation creeping up onto you. You put your hands on his chest as you started to move faster, using him as support. “You’re doing so good for me.” He held your hips and helped you move onto him.

“Feel so good around me pretty.” His praising only making you feel more pleasure than you were already experiencing. You felt him start to thrust up into you and he held your hips in place. His thrusts were slow but hard. The sound skin clapping echoing around the empty house.

“Fuck oh my god i’m gonna cum.” You almost cried as you felt yourself squeeze around him. His pace didn’t stop as he made you move down onto him to meet his thrusts. “Cum all over me baby.” He spoke with urgency. As if he needed to feel you cum on him, like that would be so rewarding for him.

Your head fell onto his shoulder as he kept thrusting into you, pushing for his own release. “Please cum in me.” You begged in his ear and felt his thrusts slow down at your statement. “That’s the drugs talking.” You lifted your head with a moan at the feeling of him using you for his own pleasure and repeated yourself. “Please Yoongi, wanna feel you.”

His thrusts became more urgent as he put his lips to yours. Kissing you as you felt his cum spill inside of you. Coating your walls immediately. “Fuck baby.” He spoke against your lips as he gently lifted you off of him, lying you down on the couch gently.

“You did so good for me.” He spoke up and cleaned you both up before putting your shirt back on you and pulling his own shorts up. “Best dealer ever.” You joked which earned a slap to your ass.

“Shut up.” He said and pulled you onto him, making you lay on his chest. “Guess i’m the dealers girl now huh?” You mumbled against his chest feeling yourself grow sleepier at the second. “Guess you are.”

[mooglyyoon]

Art Exhibition

Synopsis: In which you and your best friend Namjoon go to an art exhibition where he shows you his favorite work of art.

Warnings: Public sex, slight fingering, praising, leaving hickeys, mirror sex, polaroid

Pairings: BF!Namjoon x Fem!Reader

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Namjoon gets both of your tickets scanned before you both make your way into the building. Scattered across the walls were different generes and sizes of paintings. Canvases displaying such emotion and beauty that always mesmerized you.

“Y/n look at this one.” Namjoon spoke quietly as the building was rather calm, hoping not to disturb anyone as he called for your attention. He pointed towards a smaller canvas in the corner that he knew you’d love.

It was a small painting of a smaller figure in the middle of what looked like a shower of cherry blossom petals, surrounded by trees. The sky was dark displaying the beauty in darkness. You looked at Namjoon who had a grin across his face as he watched you take in the canvas in front of you.

“It’s so beautiful..” You couldn’t help but continue to stare at the painting as you spoke. Namjoon cleared his throat and gently put his hand on the small of your back, gesturing you to walk past the painting. “Sorry there’s a small crowd behind us.” You turned as he spoke seeing the few couples behind you look at the canvas you were previously looking at.

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It had been a at least an hour of walking around this building and you felt it was coming to an end. You noticed through out the time you and Namjoon spent here, that he seemed distracted. He wasn’t usually as chatty about the paintings as normal.

“Namjoon, is something wrong?” He looked down at you over his shoulder. A smile stretched across his face before he spoke up, “I’m good, Y/n. Just…” You watched his smile falter a little as his voice drifted off. “Namjoon, what is it?” You pressed again, taking his wrist and pulling you both away from the few people by you two. Hoping for a little privacy.

“You think I could show you my favorite art piece?” Your eyes squinted at him like you were confused. “We’re here for a reason. Of course you can show me.” His hand grasped yours gently before tugging you off behind him.

You followed him into an empty hallway before noticing he was taking you into the family restroom. You both entered and he locked the door quickly. You turned and looked up at him. You opened your mouth to speak but he beat you to it.

“Just…let me show you, okay?” He was closer to you, closer than normal. Namjoon was your bestfriend so there were moments that obviously made you two look like a couple, but this was out of the ordinary.

But before you could continue to think, you felt two hands under your thighs lifting you up. Your arms and legs wrapped around Namjoon before he set you on the small counter in the restroom. He stood between your legs and you looked at him in a little shock.

“Can I show you, Y/n?” The art. You kind of got your mind about what exactly he meant. But you wanted to see what he really meant. You trusted Namjoon and you trusted that whatever he was about to do, it wouldn’t be bad at all.

“You can show me.” You spoke loud enough for him to hear and he pressed his lips onto yours. He kissed you gently, and slowly like he wanted to be able to feel every part of this kiss. To be able to remember how your lips melted perfectly with his, how you tasted against his lips, and how you moaned sweetly against him.

He pulled his lips away from yours and trailed them down your neck. He paused when he made it to your collar bone and shoulder area and you felt him start to suck and nibble against the spot. “Namjoon..” His name rolled right of your tongue sweetly causing him to smile slightly at it. He pulled away and you noticed the spot growing red. Knowing it’d leave a mark to be noticed later.

He pulled you off the counter and placed his hands on the hem of your jeans, quickly pulling them off of you, your underwear right along with them. You stepped out of them and he stood straight in front of you. He looked down at you as his hand went between your lips. Swiping his finger between your slick folds.

“Gonna prep you, that ok?” You nodded quickly, shivering at his touch against you. You were already wet for him and you noticed his print showing more and more with each moment.

Two of his fingers slipped inside of you. He thrusted them into you slowly, curling them with each thrust. Your head dropped onto his chest as your hands held onto both of his shoulders for support. “Feels so good..” You moaned against his chest as he added a third finger. He was stretching you so perfectly and your pussy clenched around him at the new feeling of being stretched. “So wet for me.” He grunted as he moved his fingers faster. The sound of your wetness along with his fingers and your moans filled the restroom.

You felt empty when he pulled his fingers out of you. He brought them up to his lips and sucked on them right in front of you. He grunted at the taste of you before pulling them out of his mouth and pressing his lips to yours. Your lips parted so he could slide his tongue against yours so you could taste yourself on him.

He moved his lips against yours as he pushed you back gently against the sink. Removing his sweats in the process. “Turn for me, baby.” He pulled away and out his hands on your hips as you turned around for him. Noticing quickly now what he meant by art. You saw yourself in the mirror. Slightly messy hair, a hickey, swollen lips, and rosy cheeks. This was his definition of art.

Namjoon stood behind you and pulled his boxers down to rest on his thighs. “Arch for me a little.” You felt his hand rest on the middle of your back pushing down gently. You arch for him and put your head a little lower and to the side to get better view of him. He brought his hands to your ass. Pressing to open both of your cheeks for him to get a view of what he wanted to see. “Beautiful…” He said and looked up at you through the mirror.

“Please, Namjoon.” You spoke eagerly. The man was taking his time and you couldn’t wait anymore. He chewed on his bottom lip a little as he took himself in his hand. Pumping his dick a few times before rubbing his tip against your clit.

Your mouth went agape as you felt his tip enter you. Your eyes started watering at the stretch. He hurt in the best way possible. “Gonna go slow okay? Tell me when to move.” He kept both of his hands on your hips as he slid slowly into you. You moaned at the stretch and how deep he went inside you. “Shh shh baby not too loud. Can’t get caught.” You had almost forgot the fact you and him were in a restroom in public. The thought made you squeeze tightly around him as he was slowly thrusting into you, causing him to grunt a little.

“Fuck, Y/n let me breath.” He spoke and you smiled a little. “go faster please.” You kept a hand on your mouth to keep quiet as he sped up his pace. His grip on your hips only tightened as he used this to pull you back onto him. Using you like a toy for his pleasure.

Your other hand gripped onto the sink as his thrusts were hard and quick. You’d be fucked before but Namjoon was very different. He was filling you up just right and hitting places you didn’t know anyone could even reach.

“So tight for me. Love the way you squeeze.” You heard him mutter behind you and you watched as he fucked you in the mirror. His mouth was slightly open but his eyes were on you.

Quickly, he pulled out of you and picked you up. He spun you around and sat you on the counter. “Wanna see your pretty face up close when i cum.” His hand cupped your cheek while he used his other to spread your legs a little wider as he slid back up to you.

Your head was back against the mirror and you were sure that if he went any harder you were sure the mirror would shatter. “s-so close..” You tried your best to stay quiet as you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. His hand gently moved from your cheek to your mouth as he muffled the moans threatening to spill.

“You can cum baby, cum for me.” He watched as your legs twitched and your eyes fluttered as you came around his dick. It was such a sight for him and you felt his thrusts slowing down before you felt him twitch inside you.

“Gonna cum on you pretty baby.” You nodded and watched as he pulled out of you quickly. He jerked himself off a few times before spilling his cum into your abdomen. Painting you like a canvas.

“Just a second..” He trailed off and reached over to his bag, pulling out a polaroid. He held in front of you, showing you what he planned on doing. “Can I.” He looked at you for confirmation and you smiled. “Only if I get to keep it.”

He pulled the camera to his face and you couldn’t help but smile as the camera flashed. He pulled his pants and boxers back up and he cleaned you up the best he could. Once you both got yourself together he pulled the finished picture up. There you were, on the sink, legs spread, puffy lips, red cheeks and nose, painted in his cum.

“My beautiful art work.”

[mooglyyoon]

Hate You

Synopsis: The one where Jimin is your brothers best friend but he cannot stand being around you unless he’s IN you.

Warnings: Degrading, Slapping, Hair Pulling, Rough oral sex (m receiving), Rough sex, Video taping, Cussing, Coercion

Pairings: BBF!Jimin x Fem! Reader

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The sound of your brother and his best friends laugh echoes through the house. He had his bestfriend, Jimin, over. Whom, you could not stand. He was so fucking rude for no reason and you didn’t even know why.

You were not about to let the both of them ruin your night as you continued your little self-care night. You had just gotten out the shower, freshly shaved as you applied your lotion and did all your skin care necessities. You knew you probably weren’t going to leave your room the rest of the night, so you quickly put on a white t-shirt with black pj shorts and made your way down the stairs to the kitchen.

Just your luck, Jimin was standing right where you needed to go. He must’ve heard you enter the kitchen because right as your steps halted, he turned to face you. Clicking his tongue as he eyed you up and down you knew he was about to piss you off. “I knew I smelt something fishy.” Your eye brows scrunched at his statement before you scoffed at his statement.

“Close your mouth and maybe the smell will go away.” you snapped at him quickly and shoved him out the way of the fridge. Immediately opening the door to get your strawberries and grapes out. “If you wanted to touch me you could’ve said that.” Fuck, he was still here? You ignored him and set the fruit on the counter as you opened the cabinet door to get a bowl.

You felt him come behind you, pressing himself against you to reach around and grabbing a strawberry. “The fuck is wrong with you?” Your face scrunched up as you pushed your hips back aggressively to push him off of you. You heard him stumble behind you with a chuckle.

“Knew you’d like it like the whore you are.” He mumbled before disappearing up the stairs. You scoffed and finished filling your bowl with fruit before cleaning up and going back up stairs.

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It’s past midnight and the house has gone quiet. The only noise being heard was the ghost hunting video you had playing on your laptop. You were cuddled up under your blanket, the video having your full attention.

The knock at your door almost gave you a heart attack as you jumped causing you to sit up in your bed and pause the video. You didn’t get up however, the door was already opening.

“You’re brothers asleep.” You heard Jimin speak up as he stepped into your room, closing the door behind him. As much as Jimin annoyed the shit out of you, he always knew how to make you feel good. But you just weren’t in the mood for him.

“I don’t wanna tonight..” You say to him and lay back in your bed. You press play on the video and turn your back to the male in your room. “I didn’t ask.” He speaks sternly, like he needs to do this with you. Like he needs his release.

You huff and pause the video again and sit up. “What part of i don’t want to isn’t clicking?” He stares at you and licks his lips, climbing into the bed next to you. “I know you miss how good my dick feels in you.” He sat on top of the blanket you were under and he got right next to you, dragging his finger up your arm towards your neck. It gave you chills as you felt his hand stop behind your neck. “I know you want me fucking this pussy don’t you, you slut.” You were so caught up in his hand behind your neck you hadn’t noticed his other hand had gone under the blanket and cupped your pussy over your underwear. “No pants?” He smirked a little and yanked your hair back to make you look up at him.

The moan that left your lips was embarrassing. You loved when he was rough with you, but you didn’t want him to know that tonight. “Jimin…” His fingers moved up and down over your underwear right where you needed him. “Huh? Thought you didn’t wanna?” His fingers pressed hard against your clit and you couldn’t help but yelp at the pressure. “Fuck! I didn’t mean it.” He let go of your hair and pulled his fingers away and sat up, pulling his sweats off, leaving him in his shirt and boxers.

He stood at the edge of the bed and you knew what he wanted. You sat up and crawled to the edge of the bed where he stood. “Take it off.” He looked down at your shirt and you pulled it off slowly, wanting to tease. You felt a hard slap to your breasts and him yanking the shirt off the rest of the way. “I didn’t say take your time.” He grabbed your head and pushed you down, you lied flat on your stomach, his bulge right in your face. You looked up at him as you pulled his boxers down, his dick springing out, his tip red with pre cum.

“I forget how big you are.” You spoke quickly before licking him from bottom to tip. You knew what he liked but you wanted him to make you. You wanted him to be rough with you. “Stop fucking playing around, Y/n.” He took a fist of your hair and pushed you down on his dick. Making you take him as deep as you could.

You gagged around him but he didn’t budge. Tears started to pool in your eyes as he finally let you pull back. You felt his hand pull away from your hair and reach to the side. You saw he pulled his phone out and not long after the flash came on.

“Go on. Show me how much of a slut you are for my dick.” The tears that pooled at your eyes started to fall as you looked up at the camera. Mentally you thanked yourself for taking off your makeup prior to this.

Your hands wrapped around the base of his dick and you started pumping him quickly. You kept your lips around his tip as you sucked on him. “Fuuuck, such a pretty mouth.” He moaned as he kept recording. He used his free hand to go back into your hair and push you down onto him.

Your moans were muffled against his dick and that only turned him on more. You felt his hips start thrusting into your throat and the tears kept falling. “Look at you taking my dick like a good slut.” The light was in your face as his dick was moving quickly to hit the back of your throat.

He pulled out and you gasped for a breath. The light in the phone stopped as he set the phone down and picked you up. “J-jimin please.” You begged for him. Your voice was hoarse and all you wanted was for him to be inside you. You needed something.

“Please what? Want me inside you now?” His voice was condescending as he put you on your back, pulling the last article of clothing you had off your legs. “Yes, Yes please.” He spread your legs and got in between them. Pulling his phone out again. “Need this for when I can’t use this pretty pussy of yours.”

The flash returned and right when it did, Jimin pushed right into you in one go. “M it hurts…” He was stretching you out with no time to get you ready. He fucked into you roughly, with not a care of how it hurt you. “You like it rough don’t you?” Your mouth was wide open and your back was arched. You couldn’t even form a sentence with the way he was fucking you.

His free hand came down and cup your face as you saw the light get a little closer. “Speak when you’re spoken to.” He grunted and slapped you before cupping your face again. “Yes jimin fuck i love it.” Your voice was fucked. He has used your throat so roughly you were sure it’d be gone by tomorrow.

Your pussy clenched around him in pleasure as you felt him hit the right places. He pulled his hand away from your face and reached down, grabbing your hand and putting in on your clit. “Rub your pussy for me while i fuck you.” His thrusts didn’t stop as he reached over and set the phone up to continue recording the scene that was unfolding.

He used both hands to keep your legs open as he fucked you harder. “Jimin i-i can’t.” The tears were falling of your cheeks out of pure ecstasy. You felt a harsh slap to your thigh and he started moving your hand for you. “I didn’t fucking ask i told you to.” You started moving your hand quickly against your clit as fast as he was fucking you.

“Fuck mmm gonna cum..” You heard him grunt above you as he reached over to suck on your right nipple, nipping at it with his teeth before he spoke. “Cum like the slut you are.” He replaced your hand with his as he continued to rub your clit roughly while you came all over him. “It’s too much!” You cried out and tried to push his hand away as he pulled out of you.

You looked down and saw his dick was covered in your cum. You felt his hand grad behind your neck up into your hair as he pulled you over to him, putting his tip on your lips. “gonna make you taste yourself on my dick, make me cum yeah?” Your lips opened for him as you stuck your tongue out.

He fucked your throat mercilessly as you gagged against him. The spit poured out of your mouth messily and he loved how sloppy you were with him. “love fucking your throat.” You moaned as you looked up at him with teary eyes. He looked down at you and tapped your cheek a few times before smacking it.

“You’re so dirty for me. Gonna cum in that dirty little mouth.” He grunted and you felt him drip down your throat. He thrusted a few more times before pulling out. He cupped your jaw and looked down at you. “Swallow.” He watched as you swallowed all of his cum and he used his thumbs to wipe your tears.

He pulled away and turned the phone that was recording off. He helped clean you up and get himself dressed. He couldn’t help but admire how pretty you looked. Swollen lips, puffy eyes, the exhaustion that was evident on your face and body. He liked you but he couldn’t never admit that because of your brother being his best friend so it stayed like this, the way it always has.

“Send me that video.” You spoke, barely above a whisper as your voice was shot. You heard him laugh before he walked out of your room. Leaving you to think about what happened till next time.

[mooglyyoon]

His Back-Up Dancer

Synopsis: Hoseok walked in on you practicing for his lollapalooza set and decided to help.

Warnings: Sensual Dancing, Thigh Riding, Oral, Fingering, Watching in the mirror, A lootttt of praising.

Pairings: Lollapalooza!JHope x Fem! Reader

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Chicken Noodle Soup blasts through the speakers of the empty practice room as you watch yourself dance in the mirror. Tomorrow was Hoseok’s lollapalooza set and knowing how much of a perfectionist he is towards his performances and dances, you wanted to do the best you possibly could.

Too focused on yourself in the mirror and the music blaring through the room, you didn’t notice that someone had walked in. As the music ended and you stood straight you heard clapping by the door. There he stood with the brightest grin on his face as he clapped for you.

“That was very good!” The smile he had on his face was contagious causing you to smile as well. You’ve known Hoseok for a little while so small interactions were normal, but this felt different. You’ve never been alone with Hoseok let alone in this type of setting. It was late at night and you two were possibly the only people in the building since it was so late.

“Thank you. I’m trying.” You try to laugh off the exhaustion and stress that’s written in your body language and face as you walked over to your stuff. While you take sips from your water bottle, you notice him walking closer to you. “The way you dance…it’s very pleasing to watch.” You almost choked on your water but held yourself together to avoid embarrassment. “Want to try something?” He asks you with a promising look evident on his face as he pulls out his phone to find a song.

You nod your head as he connects to the speaker and Bathroom by Montell Fish starts playing, echoing through the room. You feel Hoseoks hand wrap around your waist as he guides you to the middle of the room. “We’re gonna improv ok? Follow my lead.”

You both start off slow. He stands behind you, hands on your waist as you sway your hips side to side, lowering yourself to the floor till you made it to your hands and knees. Hoseok stood behind you hitting the hard beats till he reached down, pulling you up and spinning you around to face him.

He kept his hands on your waist as he pushed you to move your hips around in a circle. This dance continued till you reach the end of the song. He ended up picking you up, your legs wrapped around his waist, both of your hands on either side of his face wi the both hands on your ass holding you up.

However when the music stops and the room goes quiet beside the heavy breaths being exchanged between the both of you, he doesn’t put you down. “Hoseok…” You were out of breath, your heart was pounding but not because of the dancing. Because of the fact he didn’t wanna let you go.

“You trust me?” He spoke quietly, enough for you to barely hear. You knew him enough to know he’d never do anything to put you in danger or hurt you. “I trust you.” you told him and he kept you in his hold. He walked to the mirror as Hotel started playing through the speakers. “Perfect.” you heard him grunt as he pressed you gently against the mirror. He lowered you down and pushed his leg out. Enough for you to feel his thigh against your core. Fuck. Was he seriously about to do this?

“Move for me. Wanna make you feel good, yeah?” He looked down at you and lowered his hands to your hips, guiding you to grind against his thigh. “F-fuck Hoseok..” You moaned just for him to hear as the music covered anything that was happening in that room for anyone else’s ears to hear. Your head rested back against the mirror as he moved your hips faster against him. The thin material of your shorts adding to the wave of pleasure. He looked at you through the long locks of hair that cover his eyes as he spoke, “So beautiful.”

He praised you as you used his thigh for your own pleasure. Your hands reached up into his hair, gently pulling it back to see his face as you felt yourself growing closer. “Gonna cum?” He asked you moving your hips at a faster pace as you nodded. Immediately at your response he removed his leg and picked you up.

“Wanna taste that pretty cunt.” He grunted into your ear and carried you to the couch that was in the practice room. That conveniently faced the mirror. He set you down gently and pulled your shorts off for you.

He pushed your underwear to the side and looked from your cunt to your eyes with his own. “Watch yourself while i make you feel good yeah?” Fuck you were soaked. You never in a million years would you have thought you’d be in this position but you weren’t about to complain.

“O-oh fuck.” Your back fell against the back of the couch as you felt Hoseok’s lips wrap around your clit. He sucked on it gently as you felt two of his fingers thrust inside you. You watched in the mirror as your left leg was pushed back by his free hand and his head was moving to pleasure you.

“Look how pretty you look when you feel good.” He mumbled against you. He swirled his tongue around your clit before removing his fingers and replacing them with his tongue. He brought his hand up to rub quick but gentle circles into your clit.

“So good, gonna cum.” The sight of you and Hoseok in the mirror and Hoseoks tongue thrusting into you pushed you just enough. “Cum on my tongue, pretty. You can do it.”

You clenched around his tongue, feeling your body release what was building up. Hoseok kept going until your body had enough. He pulled away from you and admired how fucked out you look just from him giving you head.

“Feel better?” You couldn’t help but laugh a little as he helped you clean yourself up. “Thank you?” You didn’t quite know what to say to him. He stood up and look at you before walking to the door. “This is between me and you.” He said with a small smile before walking to the door and leaving you in the room stunned.

[mooglyyoon]

Best-friends Boyfriend

Synopsis: You’re attracted to your best-friends boyfriend and he finds out one night when you’re all together.

Warnings: Cheating, Mentions of drinking, Mentions of smoking, Hair tugging, Degrading & Praising, Unprotected sex, SLIGHT fingering

Pairing: Cheater!Yoongi x Fem!reader

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“So red or black?” Zoey asks as she holds up two different dresses. Looking between them you try to help decide. “I say red, it makes your figure look good.” You weren’t lying, the red was short and tight that hugged the right parts of her. “You think Yoongi will like it?” You hear your best friend ask from across the room. Oh Yoongi. How could you forget? You had a thing for your best friends boyfriend and she had not a clue in the world. And the worst part about it? You didn’t really feel bad about it. You couldn’t help BUT like Yoongi. He was exactly your type, but you never pushed it. You kept it to yourself, because liking him already crossed the line. “Y/n? Did you hear me?” Your best friend repeats herself as she fixes her hair and makeup in her restroom, the door opened wide so she can still talk to you. “Oh, yes I heard you. He’s gonna love it. You look great.” You say with a smile and get off her bed. Walking into the restroom next to her to start getting ready for her party as well.

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You feel the tight black dress you had on ride up your thighs slowly with each sway to the music. You were a few drinks in, not enough to be drunk but enough to help you feel more comfortable with the amount of people around you to dance to the loud music that was blaring. However, you couldn’t help but feel someone staring at you. You stepped away from the dancing crowd, looking around at your surroundings as you walked off towards the kitchen. That’s when you notice it. Before you could even make it into the kitchen, you see the gaze that’s been burning holes into you. You see your best friend, Zoey, on Yoongi’s lap pressing kisses into his neck, but his sight is right on you. Almost like he can’t even feel the girl he’s dating right on his lap. It felt wrong and you knew it, so you pulled your gaze away and continued your way into the kitchen.

After being in the kitchen for a few minutes, you see your best friend walking in with a sour expression on her face. “Did you lie to me?” She spoke quickly and loud enough for you to hear once she got close enough. You almost thought she knew of your forbidden crush, but you hadn’t told a soul. “Lie to you about what, Zoey? What’s wrong?” Her expression doesn’t change as she stares at you for a few seconds before gaining her composure and speaking, “Do I look bad? Yoongi won’t even pay attention to me. It’s like i’m a ghost.” Gut wrenching. You felt like shit. She looked good and you knew it. A part of you couldn’t help but envy her looks. You knew from the start you couldn’t even compete with her if you wanted to for Yoongi. “Zoey, you look amazing. If he doesn’t wanna pay attention to you then MAKE him.” She nodded her head at your statement. Saying how you were right and she needs to enjoy HER party. She took a shot and made her way back to where all the others partied.

Having enough of commotion of the party, you walked down the rather empty hallway hearing the music drift off. Once you made it to the back of the house where the music was faint, you noticed him at the end of the hall where the sliding doors to the back yard were, smoking a cigarette. You kept quiet like you didn’t see him and walked to the door that was cracked leading to Zoey’s room. “Y/n…” God you loved the way your name rolled right off his tongue. You wanted to bad to just ignore him, but you kept a calm demeanor and turned your head to look at him. “Yoongi.” He smirked a little and flicked the bud of the cigarette out the sliding door and closed it shut. He poked the inside of he cheek as he scanned your figure up in down before he spoke. “You looked good dancing earlier.” You chewed a little on your lip, focusing on the fact he was slowly getting closer to you. “It’s a shame I couldn’t be the one behind you.” Oh fuck. He couldn’t be serious right now. This had to me some sick joke, right? He got closer and you stepped back, pushing into the already cracked bed room door, causing the both of you to stumble a little into the room. “Cat got your tongue?” He spoke up again. Usually you’re all chatty around Yoongi. But that’s also only when he’s around HIS girlfriend. YOUR best friend. “Shouldn’t you be with Zoey right now? She was talking about you earlier.” He kept his gaze on you as he kicked the door shut behind him, swiftly locking the door right after. “That’d be the right thing to do, huh?” His tone was so condescending in a way that made your stomach do flips. “But me and you both know, Y/n, neither of us have been right to Zoey. So let’s stop playing games.”

Yoongi walks closer to you, his hand pushing your hair back behind your shoulder behind wrapping his hand fully around it, pulling on it gently to make you look up at him. “You wanna be fucked, huh?” his eyes squinted a little waiting for your reaction. You couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of your hair being tugged. Causing a smirk to spread across his face. “What a fucking whore.” You’d be a liar if you said he wasn’t turning you on. You could feel the pool between your legs grow by the second. “Tell me what you want, Y/n.” His lips nipped down your neck while his hand was hiking your dress up, letting him get a grip of your ass. Resulting in another moan. “I want you to fuck me, Yoongi.” As if he couldn’t move fast enough, he chuckled and pulled his lips away. Picking you up and pressing your back against the bed. Pulling the rest of your dress all the way up. “So fucking pretty.” He rasped out, seeing you weren’t wearing a bra or underwear. You were completely bare like you were ready for him and he loved it. He put his hands on your knees, opening your legs for him. “Pretty little cunt.” His fingers rubbed along your wet slit before he pulled away, licking his fingers right in front of you. If you weren’t dripping then, you were now. “P-please Yoongi don’t tease.” He couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled the black jeans he had on down, along with his boxers. “Since you asked to politely.” He spoke before rubbing his tip right against your clit.

He loved the way he could make you react so easily. He made you crumble in his touch and he loved every second of it. He slid into you, bottoming out quickly. “Love the way you squeeze me, fuck.” Your back arched at the new feeling. He stretched you out and filled you up more than anyone you’ve ever been with. “Fuck please move.” You wanted more of him. You craved it. He complied and started quick and hard thrusts. The sound of skin clapping and the wetness combined with his grunts and your moans sounded like heaven to your ears. “So fucking big.” You cried out feeling him reach spots you couldn’t even imagine. “You like that, huh? You like being fucked by your best friend’s boyfriend?” His hands found their way behind your thighs and he pushed your legs back to your sides causing him to fill you up completely with each thrusts. “You like having your best friend’s boyfriend’s dick inside you, you dirty slut.” He just turned you on more. You were already in too deep to stop. “M fuck gonna cum please don’t stop.” Was all you could say. You couldn’t even gather a complete sentence with him thrusting deep into you. It was like ecstasy. “Cum on my dick for me, wanna see it all over me.” He grunted and you felt his dick twitch inside you indicating he was getting close as well. Your hands reached up into his hair tugging on it as your mouth fell open. Your back arched and your legs couldn’t help but shake as Yoongi reached his hand down to rub his thumb on your clit. His thrusts became harder and sloppier as he moved his thumb quickly against you. He lent forward, his lips against your ear. “Wanna see that pretty cunt drip for me baby.” You felt yourself clenching around him as your orgasm washed right over you. “god fuck.” you almost screamed as his thrusts kept going, slightly overstimulating you. “Gonna cum in you baby.” He grunted into your ear and you felt him fill you up. Slowing his thrusts down to ride out his own orgasm.

You felt him pull out and you went to close your legs to stand up before you were stopped. “Mm let me see the mess we made hm?” He wanted as his own orgasm leaked out of you. He smirked and dipped two fingers into you causing you to gasp and he used that to pull out and place his fingers into your mouth. Tasting yourself and him on your tongue. You moaned against his fingers and he pulled them away. He couldn’t help but press his lips to yours, finally getting a taste of you. You didn’t know it but to him it was heaven sent. Yoongi wanted you as bad as you wanted him, outside of sex. “Yoongi..” you begin as you pull away and look around the room and at him. He notices and sits on the bed, pulling you into his lap. “Guess we’re gonna have to keep this our little secret, hm.” The night ended in you and Yoongi cleaning up the room and yourselves and you both left the room acting like normal. When in fact, everything was very different now.

[mooglyyoon]

Personal Trainer

Synopsis: You and your personal trainer, Jungkook, have a rough workout session.

Warnings: Cussing, Rough sex, Fingering, Praising and Degrading, Unprotected sex, Choking.

Pairing: DomTrainer!Jk x Fem!Reader

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"Keep going you're doing so good." Jungkook spoke supportively as you squatted the heavy weight one more time. You let out a loud huff as you put the bar back, moving out from under it to stand straight. "Fuck are you trying to kill me?" I speak quickly, looking up at the tall male in front of me.

He grins proudly, reaching for the water on the bench next to y'all, tossing it over to you. You chug the water as you hear him begin to speak. "You're getting better. You're squatting more than you did last week, Y/n." He speaks fondly as he walks closer to you, taking the water you finished out of your hands. "You gotta do one last workout before we're done."

It was leg day and you knew he was about to kill you. One thing about Jungkook being your personal trainer is he did not play around. He pushed you to do your best, and if you couldn't, he'd make you. You looked over at Jungkook, noticing how his shirt rose a little as he moved to get the next workout ready. He was fucking hot and you weren't about to sit there and pretend he wasn't. His tattoos, his dark long hair and his piercing gave him the bad boy look girls loved, but Jungkooks personally and attitude drew you in. He was so hard working and respectful.

"Stop day dreaming and let's go." You heard him chuckle as you walked over to him. You noticed the heavy weighted dumbbell on the floor and you knew this was about to take you out. It may not seem a lot, but the way you work out for two hours straight with Jungkook, this was killer.

You tried to pull your shorts down a little for your own decency but they rolled right back up as you got into a shoulder width apart stance, ready to squat with this dumbbell in hand. You feel Jungkook stand behind you as a spot just in case. It was something you were used to but you couldn't help but feel flustered by it every time.

You were on your 15th squat before feeling yourself shake. Jungkook took a notice to this a spoke up, "You're almost there, keep going don't stop now." By the last rep you felt yourself losing your footing slightly causing you to step backwards, pushing your ass right back into Jungkook. Out of pure instinct he grabbed a hold of your waist keeping you pressed up against him as you dropped the dumbbell to the ground.

"Fuck, Jungkook i'm sorry my legs started to give out." You started to apologize as you tried to get yourself up straight. As you moved however, you heard a soft grunt from the male behind you.

You stood straight and looked up at him, drawing your gaze down his body noticing a print growing through his sweatpants. "Jungkook..." you spoke and diverted your gaze away from him completely. Turning your body to face away from him. Trying to change the mood of the situation you reach back down for the dumbbell again to finish the workout. Before you could even reach down fully for the dumbbell, you felt his hand rest on your back.

"Stand up." You heard Jungkook speak behind you. He sounded more stern, more serious than normal. You stood straight, your back still to him. "You feel what you did to me, Y/n?" you hear him speak lowly, closer to your ear. So close you feel the brush of his lips against your ear as he speaks, his breath giving you goosebumps. You nod your head slowly, in a state of shock. "Speak when you're spoken to. Use your voice." Jungkook wastes no time pressing himself against you again, reminding you that this was your fault. "Y-yes." How could you NOT feel it?

"This want you want, huh? Want my dick hard for you? I notice how you work and look at me, Y/n you're not as slick as you pretend to be." He spoke aggressively as he started peppering kisses against your neck. Pushing you to walk over to a bench used for bench pressing. You couldn't even get a word out as you moaned at the feeling of him against you and his lips on your neck.

He pulls away and sits on the bench leaving you standing there before him. He eyes you up and down, manspreading as you see his tongue moving his lip piercing as he takes you in. "Strip." He says so casually as if he didn't just ask you to get naked in front of him. In a gym at that. "Jungkook, we're in public." You began to protest before he speaks up. "Private Trainer means it's private. Do what you're told." He's confident with each demand. You have no other reason of protest, he knew you wanted this and damn did you want it.

You pulled the tight black shorts you had on along with your sports bra, leaving you bare in front of him except for the black thong you had on. You went to take those off as well. "Keep em'." Jungkook says as he stands to walk in front of you. His hand rests on your shoulder before making its way up your shoulder behind your neck, wrapping his hand around the nape of your neck rather roughly. His other hand trailing down your bare body to the place you ached the most for him. "Can I?" As demanding as he was, he wanted to make sure you were comfortable with what was about to happen. You nodded feeling his grip on your neck tighten before you spoke up. "Please." Your voice comes out quiet as you beg. If anyone else heard you, you'd be ashamed but you needed to feel Jungkook like it was the last thing you'd get to feel.

You felt his fingers quickly move your thong to the side as rubs along your wet slit. "Fuck you're soaked." The tone he spoke in could've thrown you into an orgasm. It was so vulgar in the best way. You gasped feeling his fingers slip inside you, curling inside you. Jungkook kept his grip on your neck, making you stand there, taking his fingers just how he wanted. "So tight and wet for me." He grunts in your ear, curling his fingers rather quickly inside you, causing your knees to buckle. "M-more please." You almost beg at the pleasure that just his fingers can give you. Your body shuddering with each thrust. "M gonna cum." You say quickly and almost sob at the empty feeling you get as he pulls his fingers out of you.

"Not till I say you can. Open." He says and brings his glistening fingers to your lips. You open for him and he puts his two middle fingers in your mouth. You suck in them as he asks, tasting yourself in his fingers. He hums at the sight and pulls his fingers away. "What a good little slut." He spoke and stepped away. He pulled his shirt off showing his toned muscles to you. You couldn't help but admire his body. Jungkook was handsome. He was undeniably pleasing to just look at it, and he knew it. You watch as he pulled the one thing hiding what you wanted most, down. His dick hit his abdomen and you had to hold yourself back from your jaw dropping. You had always assumed Jungkooks dick would've been big, but THIS. This was not what you expected. "You gonna be a good girl and come here or you just gonna stand there?" He asks, already sat down on the bench. His hand on his dick as he rubs his palm over the tip. Spreading his pre-cum around. You timidly walk over, scared for your own sake at the size of him. "Come on. Come ride me baby." you watch as he leans back in a sitting position as you swing a leg over, straddling him. You feel his tip against your core and you slowly lower yourself onto him. You let out a drug out moan feeling him feel you up. Not a single spot left untouched by him. "M fuck so wet for me." He grunts out, reaching a hand up to cup your breast in his hand, his other resting comfortably on your ass. "Move for me baby. Be a good girl." you clench around him at his words and start to move your body slowly up and down, slowly growing used to his size.

You feel a squeeze to your ass as your body bounces quickly with a smack to his thighs with each land. "S-so fucking big fuck." Your head is thrown back in pleasure, Jungkooks grunts only fueling the desire that was growing. You're so focused on your movements you don't feel Jungkook moving his hands to your waist. He lifts you up, making you stand to your feet only slightly, keeping his tip inside you. "Gonna fuck you good like you deserve. That what you want baby?" Your legs start to burn in pain as you nod your head violently. You feel a slap to your thigh as Jungkook speaks up. "I'm talking to you." He wants you to use your words. You couldn't take waiting any longer. "Please! Fuck me Jungkook, Please!" You cry out in a beg feeling Jungkook's hold on your hips tighten as he slams you back down onto him. His hips fucking back up into you. He's basically using you as his personal fuck toy and you love it. His hands guide you up and down to meet his own upward thrusts.

"What a slut." You hear him grunt. The lewd sounds of your wetness around him and the skin clapping with each thrust. "Letting me use you like the whore you are." He feels you clenching around him, signaling the orgasm that was approaching. "M gonna cum please let me cum!" you cry out as your stomach tightens. His thrusts stay the same. He knows he doesn't need to change the pace of anything to help you release what's building up. "Gonna cum all over my dick baby? Want you to cum for me."

Your body was almost limp as you release all over him. He didn't stop however. He was reaching his own release as well. "I-i can't Jungkook please." you cry out at the overstimulation, feeling your body start to grow weak. "I know baby hold on." With a few more thrusts, you felt Jungkooks own release coat your walls. You moan at the feeling as he pulls out of you. You straddle his waist out of breath and sweaty. You press chest against his, your body limp against him.

"Good workout today."

[mooglyyoon]

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🖤Personal Trainer:

- You and your personal trainer, Jungkook, have a rough workout session.

🖤The Groupie:

- You meet Jungkook after one of his shows and makes you his personal groupie.

🖤Best-friends Boyfriend:

- You’re attracted to your best-friends boyfriend and he finds out one night when you’re all together.

🖤-Dealer:

- Yoongi is your dealer & when he comes over you offer and different kind of payment than usual.

🖤-Help You Forget:

- You’ve been friends with the boys for years. Only growing closer when you started dating Jungkook. Until one night when all of the boys had a night out without you and things took a turn for the worse. You found out in the worst way and Yoongi helps you forget.

🖤His Back-Up Dancer:

- Hoseok walked in on you practicing for his lollapalooza set and decided to help.

🖤Hate you:

-The one where Jimin is your brothers best friend but he cannot stand being around you unless he’s IN you.

🖤FaceTime:

-Coming soon

🖤Teachers Pet:

-In which Jin ends up being your substitute teacher & he can’t help but want to help you extra after class.

🖤Art Exhibition:

- In which you and your bestfriend Namjoon go to an art exhibition where he shows you his favorite work of art.

🖤Desire:

- Taehyung is your step brother and for the past month he’s had a growing desire for you he cannot ignore anymore.