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[parkjjay]

JUNGKOOK FIC RECCOMENDATIONS

i will continuously update this as i read more!

🚩 smut

☁️ fluff

BOY WITH LUV 🚩☁️

- jk x barista reader

- wc 8.8k

Peach. 🚩

- age gap, professor jk

- wc 15.4k

High Demand 🚩

- dealer kook

- wc 2.2k

EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE 🚩

- stalker kook, thriller au, yan jk

- 3 part series

teacher pet 🚩☁️

- teacher jk x student

- this is sooooo good

- ongoing series

syllabus of secrets 🚩

- eng teacher jk x student

- wc 2.4k

the boy with galaxies in his eyes 🚩☁️

- tattoo artist reader x idol jk, fwb

- bruh this was too good just go read

- wc 52.9k

warmth of december ☁️

- sergeant jk x reader, slow burn

- this was so beautiful go read

- wc 19k

cold gun 🚩

- holyyyy pls go read this was crazy!

- very much dom jk, jk x gunplay

- wc 10.4k

drunk confessions ☁️

- friends to lovers

- short one shot???

bad for you 🚩

- this is on wattpad and i read it in 2023 and still religiously go back to it monthly 🙏

- stripper reader x jk

mature☁️

- friends to enemies to lovers

- wc 8k

beyond probability ☁️🚩

- idol jk x reader

- wc 4k

helping hand 🚩☁️

- best friends to lovers

- wc 23.4k

- Lotte concert jk and a bit of Jimin x reader

in your Calvins 🚩

- established relo, ck jk

- wc 9.6k

purple car ☁️????????

- a bit depressing but we love

- wc?

guys my age 🚩

- DILF JK x college student, bff's dad, age gap

- wc 9.5k

what makes you sweat 🚩☁️

- idol jk x reader

- wc 4.2k

my love is here ☁️(🚩)

- OMG LOVE LOVE LOVE, very small amount of smut

- bestfriends to lovers

- 9 part series

NOT IN THAT WAY🚩☁️

- bff to lovers

- wc 30k

it was always you ☁️

- friends to lovers, childhood friends

- wc 13.2k

Chasing Cars ☁️🚩

- brothers best friend, forbidden love

- such a good read!

- 17

[warhorseweekend]

holy shit I can’t hes moaning on stage omffgg I’ve been replaying this video all day

yall think he sounds like that fr 👀👀👀

[buryhny]

list of fan fic recommendations by AU

these are fan fictions that i've read / yet to read that i've organised so it's easier to find them. all the fics are super cool and non-cringe so you've definitely got to read em.

so far i've updated some of the jjk fan fics, there's more to update which i'll do later during this week. pjm and myg fics will also be updated.

wattpad fics will be updated in this list too.

and i'll be updating them at the end of every month when i come across new fics.

Jeon Jungkook fics

best friends/childhood friends AU

brother's bestfriend/bestfriend's boyfriend AU

bodyguard AU

boxer/gangster AU

ceo AU

co-workers AU

single parent AU

enemies to lovers AU

exes to lovers AU

fantasy AU

fake dating AU

fuckboy/fratboy AU

friends with benefits/fuck buddies AU

idol/popstar/celeb AU

hybrid AU

neighbors AU

roommates AU

strangers to lovers AU

soulmates AU

teacher AU

yandere AU

other jobs (tattooist/baker/sugar baby/racer etc) AU

Park Jimin fics

best friends/childhood friends AU

brother's bestfriend AU

ceo AU

college AU

co-workers AU

enemies to lovers AU

exes to lovers AU

fantasy AU

fake dating AU

fuckboy AU

friends with benefits/fuck buddies AU

idol/popstar/celeb AU

hybrid AU

neighbors AU

parents AU

single dad AU

strangers to lovers AU

sugar daddy AU

soulmates AU

yandere AU

other jobs (stripper/racer/doctor/stalker etc) AU

Min Yoongi fics

will be updating....!

[taexoxosgf-deactivated20231119]

Formula 1 | jjk

♡ pairing: race car driver!jk x reader

♡ rating: (M) 18+ minors dni

♡ word count: 3.4k

♡ summary: Jungkook is just too hot to resist after his race.

♡ genre: no plot, smut, friends with benefits, feelings, they're kinda oblivious and basically in denial

♡ warnings: car sex, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, a smidge of choking, calls her a slut like 3 times, she spits on it, good amount of cussing (kinda)

♡ a/n: Welcome to my first fic post! I hope you like it and if you have some constructive feedback, feel free to let me know in the comments or send me an ask! I almost didn’t post this because i didn’t like how it came out but oh well :( It’s my first time writing smut so hopefully, it’s not too bad! I also tried to make a banner but I'm not artsy so I low-key failed. That doesn’t really matter tho haha enjoy the story and thanks for reading! I apologize for the grammar mistakes. English isn't my first language!

* watermark is different because parkjjms was my old user *

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You spot Jungkook across the airport track.

Sitting in his brand new Nissan Skyline GT-R 34, one arm hangs out of the window. He lifts the same arm to bring a cigarette to his lips, the cloud of smoke seemingly following in slow motion. His hair damp due to the forgotten rain from the hour before. The same charcoal black hair, now longer and styled, no longer covering his forehead. A piece dangling in front of his eyes.  

Individuals began dispersing now that the race had ended. Of course, Jungkook was the first to cross the finish line. He always was.  

You often attended his races but not solely for him. The people were always friendly, and any kind of race was exhilarating to watch. The cars maneuver between each other, attempting to avoid collision. If anyone of the racers tried to pull a trick and it went wrong, it would turn into something much scarier than a race.  

You loved watching him race, even more, the activities afterward. You two weren’t by any means exclusive, but both of you hadn’t been with anyone else since meeting each other. People could call it a situationship. Some label it as friends with benefits. Whatever it was, Jungkook’s texts were what you looked forward to late into the night. But today, he texts you earlier than usual.  

JK: Enjoying the view?

JK: I know I am

You scoff, looking back up and immediately locking eyes with him. A smirk adorning his smug face.  

JK: Come here. 

You: I’m not gonna run to you like a dog.  You come here.

JK: Baby don’t be like that

You: Stopped by to watch ur race. It’s over now, so I’m leaving

You: Bye 

Not sparing him another glance, you make your way off the track. Feeling his eyes on you, your hips sway with every step. The denim mini-skirt you chose to wear rides up, and the backless top reveals the perfect amount of skin as Jungkook's eyes are glued to your figure.  

People are standing outside their cars, talking, eating, the usual at car meets. It’s almost like a tailgate before a football game. The atmosphere was always welcoming and it was easy to make acquaintances that could turn into close friends.   

There’s one every week, and having gone to them for the past 2 months, there are many familiar faces. You’ve even made close friends with Soyeon, another racer, who you bonded with due to her beating Jungkook in a race when they were still rookies.  

There’s Jimin too, who you met through Soyeon. He always greets you with a smile, his eyes staying on yours a little too long after every response.  

Your conversations with Jimin never last longer than five minutes with Jungkook always making up an excuse for you to leave. And when you finish protesting to Jungkook, you look back, and Jimin is already 20 feet away, grabbing another plate of food with Soyeon.  

You’d like to think Jungkook gets jealous. Maybe he does, but then, you remind yourself of the mutual agreement of ‘no strings’ and remember he couldn’t be. So you push any second thoughts in the back of your mind.  

Unlocking your car, your fingers are wrapped around the handle when another hand grabs ahold of your wrist, spinning you around to your back. 

The cold exterior of the car hitting your bare back causes goosebumps to appear all over your body.

You’re met face-to-face with Jungkook. He is so close you can feel the warmth of his breath fanning your face while his lower body is completely pressed up against you. He’s got you trapped in between his arms; his hands placed flat onto the hood of the vehicle.

“Leaving so soon?” 

You smirk at his inquiry, knowing he always gives in.  

“Just came by to watch the race. The race is over, isn’t it?” Your nonchalant response comes out softer than intended, but he doesn’t see through you.  

Jungkook doesn’t utter a word while you continue with the act. His dark orbs stare into yours and scan down, stopping at the stained lips in front of him. Before disrupting the silence, he uses his thumb to smear the lipstick at the corner of your lips outward. “I prefer your lipstick messy,” he says softly.  

All you do is continue to look into his eyes with the corner of your lips curving upwards. His small meaningless comments have been igniting a fuzzy feeling in your chest lately. Even if it was playful.

You know what this means.  

I don’t even want to think about it. 

There was a mutual agreement, and you swore never to break it. But can one control it? If this unspoken feeling was true, you couldn’t bring yourself to end it, but your chest feels heavier every second you’re by his side. The walls you put up to protect yourself seem to crack a little more each time, worsening as you realize he doesn’t seem to have the same internal battles.

You think to yourself how it fucking sucks but suppress it because you’ll live.  

Jungkook notices you’re thinking about something as your eyes dance around his face. He wants to ask you what it is that has you daydreaming, but he seizes the opportunity to admire you.  You’re so beautiful.  He wants to tell you, but you both know it crosses boundaries. The word was mutually agreed as too intimate, but it’s at the tip of his tongue. The urge to compliment you, to text you in the day rather than the middle of the night, to spend more time with you, he yearns for more. But you always play along with his games and seem content with what you both have now, so he doesn’t do anything to catch you off guard. It’s a fuzzy feeling in his chest when he sees you smile. This feeling is foreign to him, but Jungkook welcomes it.  

“Wow, you have a way with words Jeon Jungkook,” sarcasm oozing from your retort.  

‘Fuck, say my full name again,” he exclaims as he throws his head back.  

You fully laugh, your arm giving him a playful push to his shoulder. You’re both smiling ear-to-ear, the flirty mood turning into something different. It had been happening much more recently. 

 His body was still pressed onto yours, his arms caging you between himself and the car. Going onto your toes, you bring your lips to his. It’s a soft, sweet kiss.  

As you lean back onto the car, Jungkook doesn’t utter another word. He simply kisses you again, a little rougher this time, and your arms immediately move around his neck. One of his arms snakes from the hood of the car to your ribcage, his fingertips slowly inching downwards and finally pressing harder at the curve of your waist.  

 The kiss was what you could say, electric.  It was as if the spark began at your lips and the electricity followed down to Jungkook’s erect length, currently already straining against his jeans. What you didn’t know was Jungkook had been thinking about you all day. When he would see your face, when he would speak to you, and what you would say as he was in between your legs. All the unrequited feelings and lust you both felt pouring into this kiss and every kiss before and after.  

Your lips fit each other perfectly, moving in sync. Jungkook swallows your moan when you feel your tongue caressing against his. He was so enamored with you, having difficulty coming out from the daze that is you.  

You finally pull back to catch your breath; Lips swollen and the nude lipstick smudged. You’re panting heavily against his mouth and your fingertips feel as if they’re leaving crescent marks around his neck. The lust between Jungkook and yourself was something you never experienced before. Being turned on just from a short makeout was nonexistent until Jungkook. If you were to check your panties right now, you’re sure they would be soaked; feeling as if you’re losing sanity every second that passes.  

“You know, if you were good and just walked over to my car earlier, I would have made you come twice by now.” He’s gazing at you with those hooded eyes, his adam’s apple bobbing while he swallows. You’re playfully trailing your nails against his neck and notice the purple marks that once covered it are now faded.   I’ll have to fix that. 

You then notice the goosebumps that appear on his skin as your nails graze his skin.  

“Since when do you like good girls?”  

Jungkook’s inked hand plays with the strands of hair that hover over your cheekbones and continue to trace your jawline until they reach your chin. He holds your chin with his thumb and forefinger, lifting it to bring your face closer to his.  

He’s still looking at you with naked lust. His head tilted to the side while his lips are practically touching yours.  

“I did until I met you.”

________________________

“Shit,” you rasp against Jungkook’s mouth.  

One minute you were standing outside and now you are in the backseat of his fucking brand new car making out like you both had not seen each other in months. It was always like this, aggressive and full of want. But you loved it. Jungkook knew you did, so he never hesitated on being rougher in bed.  

You're straddling his thighs and it feels as if he’s everywhere at once. The feel of his warm hands palms your ass, guiding you as you grind on his clothed cock that becomes harder by the second. It feels too good, chasing euphoria every time you’re with him. “Oh my god,” you pant against his mouth. It isn’t long before you feel the grip of his fingers as he pries your mouth open, not hesitating to slip his tongue into it again.  

Your fingers are running through his hair, pulling on his black locks as the makeout becomes more intense, and Jungkook grunts at the feeling.  

His sounds turn you on even more. The kiss is still messy and hot as he slightly bucks his hips upwards, creating more friction. Your bodies mold together, fitting each other perfectly like a puzzle.  

You break away from his lips to trail kisses from his jawline down his neck, sucking and nipping to leave fresh marks against his collarbone. His head leans further back against the headrest, closing his eyes to enjoy your touch. He’s panting harder now, the sounds erupting from his throat being music to your ears. It only encourages you further, but you don’t notice his hand skimming your inner thigh.  

His fingers which are painted in ink, shift higher in an attempt to move your panties underneath your skirt to the side, but they come directly in contact with your slick.

“Fucking shit, you’re not wearing any underwear?” he asks you, and you hum in response, still working at his neck.  

“Slut. Slut who always just wants to fuck. Nothing else.” 

“Your slut. Who always just wants to get fucked by you,” you whisper; Swollen lips grazing his ear as the words leave them.

He says nothing more with words, responding by slipping two fingers into you.

You gasped at the sudden force. It feels too good, but he doesn’t move. He just looks at you with a look you can't comprehend. 

Your fingers inch up to move a curl out of his eyes. “Move, please Jungkook.”

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” 

You were surprised by the sudden expression. One moment he was acting like he always does, then he offers you small compliments. Though it was weird timing to be sentimental, you couldn’t help but feel a blush creeping onto your cheeks. It catches you off guard and the fuzzy feeling you never experienced before meeting him comes back. The same fuzzy feeling in your lower stomach came and went with certain words like these, not just his actions. It starts to scare you because every time, it seems you both stray farther from the initial agreement.  

“What’s gotten you so cheesy all of a sudden?” your eyes avoid his while you play with the same long curl. 

“Nothing. Just wanted to let you know,” he offers s small smile. You swear you see a hint of something loving in his eyes.  But it couldn’t be, you think.  He’s just saying things in the heat of the moment.  

You brush off what could be Jungkook’s slight falter from his strong persona; no longer avoiding his eyes, you connect your lips to his once again. 

He gives in, both of you melting into the kiss. It's too intoxicating yet again. Both of your hands are on each other as if the other would somehow disappear. 

His fingers begin to move, and you gasp against his mouth because you had forgotten Jungkook’s fingers were still inside of you due to his statement. Your surprise only allows him immediately to go for your neck; kissing your sensitive spots. Nipping and licking over it to slightly ease the burn.  

“Fuck baby, you’re so wet.”

He speeds up the pace, curling his fingers to reach your sweet spot. The relief only increases as you get closer to your orgasm. Jaw slacked open as you pant against his ear.  

“ Jungkook, right there,” you mewl.  

His fingers are so deep inside you, and he finally adds a third finger. You already feel full, and think about how good his cock would feel after the satisfying burn. Of course, that wasn’t enough for Jungkook, so his thumb begins circling your clit, adding more stimulation. The sensation is too good to describe, and you roll your hips, grinding onto his fingers in hopes of increasing the amount of pleasure. 

You’re a mess. Already feeling fucked out before taking his cock and your pussy continues to swallow Jungkook’s inked fingers as the arousal continues to drip down, the sound letting you know of the mess you’re making. But you don’t pay any mind to it, too focused on the feeling in your lower stomach increasing.  

“Please Jungkook. Faster. Don’t stop,” you pant out as you chase the awaited high.  

“Love it when you beg,” he whispers. His hot breath against your lobe.

Your eyes squeeze shut as the wave of your orgasm arrives before you can utter a warning. Jungkook continues to pump his fingers inside of you, the pleasure becoming more intense. You whimper against his neck as you ride out your orgasm. 

Jungkook pulls his fingers out of you, bringing them to his mouth. He makes sure you’re watching as his tongue licks a long stripe from his knuckles, finally wrapping his lips around his fingers. 

 “You taste so fucking sweet,” he praises. 

As the corner of your lips lifts, your hand is already unbuttoning his jeans. Slipping your hands in, you begin to palm his cock through his boxers, Jungkook attempting to suppress a low groan from your actions. The sound alone has you trying to squeeze your thighs together; even after the intense orgasm you just experienced. Only Jungkook could make you feel this way. He was the only one who could turn you on as much as he did.  

“Don’t tease, slut.”

“Just having some fun,” you counter against his mouth.  

As you help Jungkook slip his pants and boxers off, his cock is fully hard, the pink tip leaking precum. Jungkook’s dick was on the larger side, making you feel full every time you both would have sex. It had surprised you the first time, expecting it to be average, but it definitely was not. This motherfucker knew it too, assuring you that ‘you could take it’ as he roughly thrusted in and out of you.  

“Spit on it,” he demands.  

From the straddle position on his thighs, you lower your head, letting saliva slowly drip down onto his cock. 

Jungkook gives praise with a ‘good girl’ as you stroke him. You finally reposition onto your knees beside his thighs, feeling his rough hands on your waist before helping you lower yourself onto him. As you’re slowly sinking onto his cock, you both gasp.

 Jungkook roughly smashes his lips by pulling onto your neck as you adjust to his size. 

The feeling was literal heaven.

 Oh, how you could never get used to this. 

His long fingers are wrapped around your neck, squeezing as you start to slowly grind against his cock. He swallows your moans and your fingers that were initially gripping his hair move to his shoulders and you finally pull back to begin bouncing on his cock.  

Your pussy envelops his cock, squeezing at the intense amount of pleasure that runs through your veins.  

Jungkook finds himself marveling at your breasts bouncing in front of him, immediately wrapping his lips around your nipples. His fingers dig into your skin as the pleasure increases for the both of you.  

A breathy whimper emits from your throat and it takes everything to not close your eyes. Jungkook hated when you closed your eyes, always wanting to look at you as arousal bled through your orbs.  

“How are you always this tight baby? Fuck,” he rasps. Looking at him, you can say he’s almost as fucked out as you. You knew Jungkook well enough to know when he was feeling more than he let on.  

You whimpered as a response. The small moans and wet sounds of skin slapping filled the empty air of the vehicle. Jungkook continues to squeeze your throat, the pressure only heightening the feeling in your lower torso. At the inkling of your orgasm, Jungkook feels you clench around him and groans against your tits.  

As you’re bouncing on his cock, Jungkook matches your rhythm and bucks his hips into you, hitting your g-spot. It’s rough and fast, the brutal pace causing your moans to heighten in pitch. You couldn’t take it anymore. The imaginary band in your stomach is on the verge of snapping again. You were so sensitive from the first orgasm that the second one was not far from reach.  

“Jung- ugh kookk, so close,” you yelp, emitting words that were almost incoherent.  

“Come for me baby, milk my cock.”  

Putting all your remaining energy into riding him, you feel Jungkook’s fingers leave your waist and trail down to your clit, pressing circles. “Fuck! Jungkook!”  

This was all you needed to come undone, your eyes squeezing shut and your body freezing momentarily as the overwhelming high washes over you. Your pussy tightens around his cock, spasming but not stopping Jungkook from continuing to drive his length into you with renewed vigor.  

“Fuck baby, you’ll make me-” 

Your mouth is open in an ‘o.’ A moan threatening to leave your throat but nothing is heard.  

“Shit, you’re so tight right now,” Jungkook utters, throwing his head back against the headrest. He lets go of your throat, placing both of his hands at your waist to now reach his high. As he continues to abuse your cunt, all is heard are your sobbed curses into his shoulder, the intense feeling still lingering.

Your body was loose, facial features neutralizing as you come down from your euphoria. You were tired, having difficulty helping Jungkook but tried your best to move. The burning feeling in your thighs came and grew stronger but you could tell he was close due to his features scrunching slightly, focus becoming blurred.  

The tension building in his body was on the verge of snapping. He was so close, wanting it so badly for the reason that the high of the orgasm seeped through his veins like a drug.  

“Inside of me. Want you to fill me up Jeon,” your voice enough to be the last straw for Jungkook.  

His body began to heat up, nothing but one last shout of your name as he came into you.   

“Fuck.”

You were spent every time, your limp body falling forward onto him. Your cheek rested on his shoulder, nothing but silence and warmth pervading the air.  

Jungkook’s inked fingers danced on your thighs, both of you savoring the comfortable tranquility before he reaches up to your chin to bring your face to his.  

“Lemme take you out on a date. For real. A real date.”

You chuckle at his confession, mistaking it for a funny gag. “Ha-ha very funny.”

“I’m being serious. You don’t think I like you?” he replies slightly taken aback.  

“I just thought you didn’t want anything serious. What changed?”

His orbs stare into yours for a few seconds before he responds. “You. I wanna take you out on a date because I really like you.” 

“I like you too Jungkook.” It was a relief to finally be able to say it out loud.

“But you just came in me, so maybe date talk later?” you chuckle.

“Okay, bet. I can work with that,” he says before smashing his lips onto yours once again, never getting sick of the enigma that is you.

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[joonberriess]

⊹₊ ⋆ “take you like a drug, i taste you on my tongue,”

TAGS — unprotected sex, older!jk, praise kink, unplanned pregnancy, reader’s a little shy, dubious the first time, slight daddy kink, possessive!jk, slight degradation, creampie

WORD COUNT — 2.4 k

"y/n what–how? Do you know who the dad is?" Your friend asks in disbelief with a mix of shock and sympathy.

You bite your lower lip and stare back at her, it wasn't easy to just go and say "Oh yeah did I mention the baby daddy is your father? We may or may not have hooked up MANY times." You couldn't possibly ever tell her, this was something you'd take to the grave.

"I do.." You softly begin, fiddling with the hem of your skirt with obvious nervousness, "It just happened okay? I wasn't being careful with my birth control and I was late but by then. I think when I realized, I was already pregnant."

She lets out a deep sigh, oh no, your heart begins to race as you stare at her in desperation. You want her to say something, anything at this point. The thought of disappointing her like your parents doesn't sit right in your stomach.

"I'm not going to judge you." She finally says, "I'm here for you, whatever the hell happened with the guy isn't going to stop me from supporting you." She cracks a tiny smile and reaches for your hand, "I always wanted to be a auntie."

You smile back in relief, "Thank you." You softly say and snuggle close, "You're the best."

"Hey, that doesn't mean you're off the hook. Who is this guy anyways?" She grins, "You didn't tell me anything about no boy," she wags her finger in your face which causes you to giggle, "I didn't know you were getting busy like that." She winks.

You grow hot in embarrassment and hide your face, "It's a long story..."

+

You don't know when or how your small puppy crush on Jungkook started. When your friend mentioned why she didn't like inviting her friends over for dinner, you were a bit taken back by her words.

"I'm serious y/n," she said, "I don't like bringing anyone cause of my dad, they always act so fucking weird about it too. But I know you're not like that."

Those words sting a bit. You aren't so sure what she means exactly but you decide to let it go and just find out for yourself why she has so much faith in you going over. Then it hits you. Her dad is literally sex on legs. You grow embarrassed at your reluctance to make eye contact with the older man.

From there on you get more familiar with the man. He asks you about your day and actually looks interested in holding a conversation about your hobbies and interests. You've never had someone who was so invested in you like he was.

You wonder why he was so interested. You were a simple person, always so shy and bashful with others. Maybe that's why your friend protected you the way she did.. Cause in everyone else's eyes you were a baby. A sweet, sweet pretty baby. Too sweet for your own good.

You were somewhat of a prude, always covering up and never showing off "the goods god gave you" as your friend put it. What could Jungkook possibly ever see in you? You ask yourself that a lot.

The dealbreaker happens when your friend insists on you going to the club with her. She dresses you in a simple yet sexy bodycon dress that fits like a glove. It ends right above your knees, mid-thigh (which is something you have never worn because to you it was scandalous), and a pair of black heels.

"Dad we're heading out now!" She yells, hurrying down the steps with her own heels in hand, "Be back in a few hours!"

You timidly follow her, a hand on your chest as you take slow steps constantly tugging the hem of the dress down because you think you're too exposed. She even put makeup on you! Not that you don't wear it already, you just tend to go for simple looks.. not this fiery red lipstick (you admit you look amazing though).

"Careful, be sure to keep an eye out for each other and don't go with strangers." Jungkook turns around the corner of the hall and stands at the front door.

Your friend says something back but all you can really focus on is the way Jungkook's eyes slowly drift to you. They widen slightly in shock but he recovers quickly, gaze drifting over your whole body from head to toe.

"Dad are you even listening?" Your friend huffs in annoyance as she bumps her shoulder with him.

Jungkook forces himself to look away, "Yeah.. uh have fun okay? Be safe the two of you." He nods and lets you both pass. "y/n," he stops you right when you're stepping out from beside him, "you look beautiful." He smiles and lets you go with a nod.

The entire time you're at the club all you can really think about is the way Jungkook looked at you with hunger and lust in his eyes. He was basically eyeing you like a piece of meat the entire time. You even forgot you were in the club for a moment, letting your friend bring you to the bar for drinks and to the dancefloor. 

It's about three in the morning when you and your friend head back to her place. She's drunkly stumbling around and giggling as she tries to be quiet. "Shhh... don't want my old man waking up." She giggles, not exactly being quiet either.

You're only tipsy, swaying occasionally as you balance yourself against the porch. "Mmm I'm so tired." You mumble out and step out of the heels. 

"I got it!" She squeals in excitement and opens the door, "I'm homeeee...!" So much for being discreet..

You stumble in after her and watch as she drunkly makes her way to her bedroom, "See you there..." She slurs out and disappears upstairs. 

"See you.." You softly reply and head into the kitchen for a glass of water. The house is eerily quiet, you make quick work of filling a glass up with water. You hum softly and tentatively take sips from the glass, enjoying how the cool liquid feels going down your throat. 

"Had fun?" Jungkook suddenly speaks, interrupting the silence in the room.

You jump a little and turn around to look at him, gulping the water in your mouth as you wipe your lips. "Y-Yeah." You say softly, averting your gaze because your drunk fueled mind plays images of earlier when he was checking you out. He looks so handsome in a white tee and low hanging sweats with a very obvious bulge in his pants. 

He chuckles quietly, toying with his lip ring as he nods, "Looks like it," he pushes himself off the doorway and steps into the kitchen, nearly crowding you against the counter as he opens the fridge and pops a beer open, "bet you had all the boys after you." He's looking at you with those dark eyes again. 

"Sorry..?" You refuse to believe he just said those words to you. This type of conversation was headed in a very much inappropriate direction. "I don't understand what you mean." 

"What I said," he calmly sets the beer down and leans against the counter, trapping you against it as he stares down at you, "I refuse to believe no one wanted a pretty thing like you in their bed tonight." He lowly says, reaching up to play with a curl that was over your shoulder. 

You look down at his hand and then look back up at him, "Mr Jeon," you start but he interrupts you with a low 'Jungkook' as his fingers toy with the strap of your dress, slipping it down your arm slowly. "J-Jungkook.." You whisper and take a step back. 

Jungkook crowds you against the sink and sets both hands on either side of you, licking his lips as he stares down at you and releases a quiet chuckle, "Such a pretty girl," he murmurs, "almost didn't wanna let you leave the house looking like that. All dolled up... you could make a grown man cry sweetheart." He smirks.

You're unsure on what to say, you stare up at him shyly and soak in his praises and pet names. "Hani's sleeping upstairs.." You whisper and turn your head to the side, trying to move past him, "She could wake up any minute."

"She's a heavy sleeper." Jungkook replies simply before hell breaks loose.

He grabs you by your face and gently holds it as he presses his lips to yours. You make a noise of surprise and reach up to hold on to his arm. You lack the experience he has as he kisses you like no tomorrow. His lips move over yours smoothly, he rubs his thumb alongside your face as he presses you into the counter with his hips. 

Jungkook's other hand slides up your side, rubbing it idly before he creeps his hand downwards and grabs on to your thigh. You whimper softly into the kiss and raise your leg, you hook your thigh around his waist as you timidly reach up to grip the back of his neck with both hands.

"That's it sweetheart, doin' so well for me." He whispers amidst the kisses and quiet little moans you let out here and there. "Be a good girl and stay quiet for me yeah..?" He softly murmurs and taps your other thigh, signaling that he wants you to jump, "Gonna treat you real nice sweetheart." 

And with that your relationship with your bestfriend's dad begins.

+

Hani knows your relationship with your parents isn't the best, they practically ignore you and only provide the necessary: a roof over your head, clothes and food. You lack that parental affection and unconditional love. It results in your obvious desire for attention and validation. 

So she invites you to move in with her and Jungkook. She says something about the guest bedroom never being used and that Jungkook wouldn't mind having you stay over because in her words he "sees you as his daughter". You're guilt ridden because if only she knew. 

Moving in with them opens a whole new door to your relationship with Jungkook. You always fuck when Hani leaves for her shift or for a late tutoring session she has. He couldn't keep his hands off you nor his pants on. You were surprised that Hani hasn't walked in at this rate, you doubt she'd be very happy to see her father fucking her friend.

Today was no different,  as soon as Hani had left the house for a shift she was covering Jungkook was on you. You laid flat on your back in the living room, leg thrown over his shoulder with your panties dangling around your ankle. Soft moans and meek whimpers escaped your lips as his cock rubbed up against every nook and cranny inside of your pussy. You felt stuffed, your pussy lewdly squelched with each thrust as his cock slid in and out. 

Jungkook was hunched over you, quiet grunts and growls leaving him. "Fuck sweetheart, you're so fucking wet for me. Gonna make a mess on my cock baby? You gonna be a good girl and cream for me?" He whispers harshly against your lips as he rocks up into you roughly. 

You're jolted a little from his thrust, lips parting as lewd little "uh's" escaped your lips. You weakly nod and dig your perfectly manicured nails into his back, toes curling from the hot pleasure you're feeling. "J-Jungkook.." You weakly stammer out, your breath hitches when his cock hits something inside of you. "Mmph," you lean your head back, "r-right there." 

Jungkook licks his lips and starts thrusting into that particular spot, "Yeah?" He breathes out as he rolls his hips faster and faster, "Such a dirty girl.. baby likes getting fucked by older men doesn't she? Basically a slut for it, letting your bestfriend's dad fuck you like this," he cruelly whispers against your lips, "you gonna let me cum in your pussy baby?" He purrs. 

A loud moan escapes your lips as you buck your hips, "Y-Yes!" You whimper, "I'm your dirty girl," you mewl, "only yours... d-daddy." You hesitantly say.

Jungkook growls softly and sucks a dark hickey under your jaw, "That's right, only mine baby." He pins you down and begins jackhammering into your cunt. 

You loudly cry out and bring your hand down to grip his back, loud pleas for more and his name leave your lips. Jungkook's groans rise in volume as he works his hips back and forth, cock sliding in and out of your pussy. His free hand comes down to rub circles into your clit with his thumb, occasionally he flicks the bud side to side. He perfectly aims his hips to bury his cock up against your g-spot. 

The two pleasures all at once has you shaking and crying out. Your pussy leaks sloppily all over his cock and the mess begins sliding down your ass crack and on to the couch. His balls slap loudly against your ass with each deep press of his hips. Your skin slaps together and the crouch begins creaking in protest from the weight being added. 

"Jungkook!" You wail in pleasure and dig your nails into his back, "I'm gonna c-cum..!" You whimper and shut your eyes tightly. 

Jungkook goes faster at this, determined to get you to cum on his cock. "Go on baby, been such a good girl for me. Cum for Daddy." He purrs softly. 

With that you unravel under him. Your thighs weakly shake and little choked sobs escape your lips. Your cunt tightens around him and pulses weakly as spurts of your slick covers his cock. Jungkook slows down and grinds deeply into your pussy, he helps you ride out your orgasm. It only takes a few more minutes for his moans to stutter and his cock to throb. 

His cum leaks from the side's of his cock, you feel it add to the creamy mess down below. You untangle your arms and lie there bonelessly, panting softly. Jungkook rumbles in satisfaction, he licks his lips and slowly pulls out watching as his cum trickles out. "Fuck you look so good baby."

You smile shyly and bite your lip as you stare up at him, "I think we need a shower." You say innocently enough but Jungkook knows what you mean. 

He grins softly, "We do don't we?"

Neither of you mention the stain on the couch, and if anyone mentions it, you spilled your ramen broth. 

small spoiler: the upcoming fic “summer tights” is a direct sequel to namjoon’s “sugar” fic hehe..

[bunnyhugs77]

Tokyo Drift

Pairing: Street Racer! Jungkook x CEO Daughter! Reader 

Word Count: 2.1k

Content Warning: street racing, sneaking out (even though oc is 21), jungkook is secretly whipped, secret relationship, sexual themes, talks about getting a tattoo, speeding, oc wears pretty skirts, victory lap.

Other Content: size kink, manhandling, oral sex (f! receiving), just porn without plot tbh, oc has big titties, oc squirts, wall sex, strength kink, teasing, crying, fingering, sloppy makeout sesh on the hood of jungkook’s car ;) 

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[jikookspancakenation]

jimin-ah, you’re amazing !! credits: @jinniesarchives

[parkjjay]

i love this bond sm 😭

[reliablemitten-deactivated]

Give Me Something Good - JJK

Friends to Maybe Lovers

Fluff, so much fluffy fluff 

Rating: T

3k-ish

Warnings: Kissing, Dad!JK, some cursing, some spooky but non-threatening Halloween events

Summary: Jungkook, his daughter, and their sweet dog Bam, are your tenants. You’ve let them into your home, on Halloween will a scare mean you let them into your heart? 

A/N: Thanks @vyduan and @sunshinerainbowsbts for reading and editing. And @sahmfanficbts for the possum prompt that inspired this. And I think of this as Dr. Jeon from this fic, but it’s not exactly compliant and you don’t need to have read that to get this

Mittens’ Masterlist 

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“______! Want to see my new shoes?”

Your downstairs neighbor and tenant, four year old Frankie runs over to you as you’re leaving for work one morning in late October. You can hear the leaves crunching under her feet in the chilly morning air. 

Frankie wraps her arms around your legs in a big hug. You reach down and give her back a pat. She’s wearing a furry jacket with a unicorn horn on the hood. It’s like hugging a stuffed animal.

“Morning, Miss Frankie. Show me these shoes.”

Frankie pulls back and sticks out her leg, showing off the shiny black patent leather Mary Janes on her feet. 

“They’re for my costume! I’m a witch!”

You notice then she’s in a black dress with striped stockings. 

“Oh! So spooky and perfect for your costume.”

“There is a parade at school today!” She’s bubbling with excitement, it’s infectious. 

“Oh yes, we are very excited about these,” a low, soft voice chimes in. 

You look up at Frankie’s dad, Jungkook, who is walking towards the two of you. 

He’s in short sleeve scrubs and a loose vest despite the chill in the air. You can barely see the embroidered ‘Dr. Jeon Orthopedics’ embroidered on his shirt. 

Not, that you’re looking at his chest. Definitely not. Mainly because you’d like to think that you don’t outright ogle your tenant, or at least you try not to. 

So, no, you’re not looking at his chest. You’re gazing longingly at the way his forearms flex underneath his tattoo sleeve. How his bicep pushes out a bit as he carries several bags including Frankie’s matching furry unicorn backpack, and what looks like a huge witch hat. 

He catches your eye and nods. You give a small smile and look away. 

Damn it, you were staring.  

He smiles back. Maybe it wasn’t so obvious. 

You look down and give Frankie your full attention. 

“Well, I’ll be here giving out Halloween candy tonight, so I can see your outfit when you go trick or treating?”

“Okay!” And she’s off running to meet her dad at the car. 

You give them a little wave, wrap your cardigan around you a little tighter against the October chill, and start walking towards the bus stop that will take you up the hill to the university. 

——

You’d bought the house with your ex three years ago. The plan was to rent out the first floor apartment for income, slowly renovate and then in a few years, integrate into one house. You’d had a tenant move in almost immediately, a visiting scholar from another university. You’d really liked her. Turns out your ex really, really liked her. When she returned to her home university, he went with her. 

You loved the house, despite what had happened there. But the first floor apartment had been empty for a while. 

“It will just be while they’re looking for a place. They’re so new to the area, it’s close to the hospital…”

“I don’t know, Jiminie.”

Jimin takes a sip of his beer. The two of you were hanging out on the front porch over the summer night. The cicadas providing gentle background music, it was still light at 9pm. You’d just brought out fresh beers when Jimin mentioned his med school friend Jungkook was moving to town and needed a place to stay. 

“_______,” he says kindly. “It might be good to have some people around. Maybe there’s been enough wallowing?”

“Hey, watch it, Park,” your grin at him and then sigh. “You’re right. There’s no reason not to. And no more boyfriend to fall in love with the first floor tenant. And maybe, just maybe, it’s getting a little too quiet around here. Even for me.”

Jimin looks at you and takes another swig of beer. 

“I think they’ll be a perfect fit here, _______.”

You sigh. Jimin is one of your best friends. He was by your side during the whole debacle with the first tenant. And your subsequent heartbreak. He wouldn’t push for this if he was unsure. 

“Okay. Let’s do it.”

——

You spend the morning up at the university leading a grad seminar and then head back to work from home. You’re a psychologist, and in addition to teaching, you also see some private clients in the small office in your house. 

When you get home you head to the kitchen to make a quick lunch and open the door to the stairwell that leads down to Jungkook and Frankie’s apartment. This used to be the main staircase in the house and you put doors at the top and bottom when you’d separated the house into apartments. 

Within seconds, you hear scrabbling and scraping from the floor below, and you cringe a bit thinking of all the time you spent refinishing those original hardwood floors. 

But you can’t help but smile at the sound of paws on the stairs bounding up to your apartment. Just as you poke your head out of the kitchen, Bam leaps through the door into your hallway.

“Hi Bam-a-lama-ding-dong!” You grin and he pads down the hall and sits patiently at your feet while you take a treat out for him.

—

The week after Jungkook and Frankie moved in you noticed Bam sulking and looking out the window. And you’d hear his whining while you were working at home. After a week or so, you asked Jungkook if Bam could hang out with you while he and Frankie weren’t home. The look of relief on his face when he said yes was the first moment you got a little flutter interacting with him.

“That would be amazing actually,” he said, sinking into the Adirondack chair next to you and Jimin on the front porch. Jungkook was still in scrubs, his hair pulled back into a small ponytail at the back of his head. 

“He doesn’t get a lot of time with us during the week. I know he’d love the company.” He looked at you smiling with his warm brown eyes and you looked away as your stomach did a pitter patter like Bam trotting around the house.

You didn’t see Jimin smirking, looking between the two of you. 

—

Now having Bam up in your apartment was a near daily occurrence. The two of you spend the afternoon in your office. You work on a new research article while Bam naps in a sun patch near your feet. You’ve been debating getting him his own dog bed for your apartment, but don’t want to be too presumptuous. 

It’s nearly dark out when there is some noise from downstairs. Bam’s ears perk up as soon as he hears Frankie shout, “BAM! Where are you baby dog?” 

He plods down the stairs and you can just make out Frankie’s delighted squeals as you close the door behind him.

——

After sunset, you’re in your costume and settled into the front porch with your friend and fellow professor, Marisol. The two of you have blankets and hot toddies to stave off the chill and a huge bowl of candy between you to hand out. 

You can hear the door open behind you and will yourself not to turn around lest you gawk at your neighbor again. But the lighter footsteps on the porch tell you it’s not Jungkook this time. 

“Boo!”

Frankie jumps in front of you in full costume, Bam following closely on her heels. Her witch’s hat on, stripey tights and a light up wand with a star on the end. She’s also carrying a large orange bag that says “Witches Get Things Done” in sparkly writing.

You and Marisol feign surprise and pretend to jump back. 

“Oh Frankie! You scared us! You look so spooky!”

“Don’t worry! I’m not a real witch! It’s for twick owr tweating” Frankie already speaks in exclamation points, so the Halloween excitement has her ramped up even higher. She starts to do a little twirl and you and Marisol clap for her as Bam settles by your feet. 

“Ready to go, pumpkin?”

You look up to see Jungkook as he’s walking out the front door. He’s in a white shirt with ruffles at the collar and cuffs, a black satin cape draped around his shoulders. His dark hair slicked back from his face showing off the dark liner smudged around his eyes. And is that lipstick smudged at the corner of his lips. 

And you’re staring again. So much for not trying to be creepy around your tenant. 

“Holy—I mean—ummmmm—wow you look—really look the part. Good job!” You give him a thumbs up and cringe internally. God you have absolutely no game at all.

Marisol snickers under her breath and Jungkook actually looks kind of bashful. He shuffles his feet a bit and looks at the ground. 

“Thanks, Frankie helped.”

“My papa is a vampire! But not a real one, don’t worry!”

“Oh okay, I promise I won’t worry, Frankie.”

“Can I touch your cat ears?”

Your attempt at a costume this year is furry cat ears, a black t-shirt and jeans and some whiskers drawn on your face with eyeliner. And a big cozy cardigan. 

You lean forward as Frankie carefully pets your ears. 

“They’re so soft and pretty! You look pretty! Right, papa? Me and my papa think you are pretty.”

“Hey, pumpkin, look, it’s Ching and Asher from your class.” Jungkook gently interjects, taking her shoulders and pointing her towards the street. 

Frankie does a little jump of glee as she dashes down the stairs to meet her friends. 

Jungkook gives a little wave and follows after her. He must have tailored suit pants on with this vampire costume because even in the low light, you can see the perfect slope of his ass as he walks away. 

You can’t even look over at Marisol once they reach the street. 

“Please, don’t even start, Mari. I know what you’re going to say.”

“Okay, okay. I’m not going to say anything.” She puts her hands up in a gesture of surrender. 

She’s quiet for a beat and then starts giggling and you can’t help but follow.

“Oh my god, _______! He is so hot!” She hisses under her breath, the street isn’t that far and their group hasn’t started walking yet.

“Please tell me something I don’t know. I’m sure he thinks I’m such a creep. All I do is stare at him.”

“Why aren’t you—”

“He’s my tenant and Jimin’s friend!”

“And? He is also craaaaayzeee hot and likes you.”

“What? No. I barely speak to him.”

“Please. I always see the two of you out here chatting all the time.” Marisol’s costume is a Dia de los Muertos theme, and it’s comical to see her roll her eyes with her sugar skull make-up on. And she shakes her head so hard, the flower crown she’s wearing wobbles a bit. 

“It’s just friendly neighbor chat. This is his porch too,” you scoff taking a sip of your drink. 

“Honey, I’m your neighbor and I adore you and even I don’t look at you like that. And right now he’s already glanced over here a few times, while all the other parents are drooling over him.”

Jungkook and Frankie’s trick or treating group is still standing near your house. A few other parent and child pairings have joined them. 

You watch as one of the other parents covers their face and giggles when Jungkook says something. A dad you recognize from your bus route is literally twirling his hair around his finger while looking at Jungkook with heart eyes. 

“Mari. He’s probably checking on Bam. And this is his house too…” Your voice trails off as Bam, now fast asleep, gives a loud snore. 

Marisol raises an eyebrow and slowly sips her toddy. “His kid and his dog love you. And apparently they all think you’re pretty.”

“It’s just—He’s a good guy. Jungkook is just a nice person and this is just a convenient set-up while they look for a house. That’s it. Just like Jimin said.”

The trick or treating group is moving now, Frankie eagerly leading the pack of kiddos to the house across the street. Jungkook looks back one more time and gives you another wave as they set off down the street. 

“What was that you were saying?”

You open your mouth to protest and Marisol just laughs. 

——

Marisol headed back home to help hand out candy, so you’ve been handing out candy with Bam to all the colorful characters going up and down your street. 

Jungkook and Frankie are back pretty early. Frankie bounds up the front steps, a wild look in her eye, hair askew. Jungkook is close behind her carrying a huge bag of candy and holding her witch hat. 

“Looks like a successful haul!”

“Yeah, it was our first year really going around and it was a lot of fun.” Jungkook smiles at his daughter.

“I had two bags of M&Ms, one Starburst, it was a pink one…” Frankie keeps rattling off the list of candy she’s had tonight and then starts twirling in circles while she does. Jungkook chuckles as he opens the front door. 

“Did you stay warm out here?” Jungkook nods at your cozy blanket setup. 

“Oh yeah, the whiskey in the toddies really helped.”

“I wish I’d brought one with me, I think I’m as cold as an actual vampire now walking around in this fog.”

“Last time I went trick or treating was in this same neighborhood in grad school. And I went as a slutty Sigmund Freud. Alcohol was the only thing that kept me warm.”

Well, crap. Maybe you have had too many toddys tonight, why did you mention your slutty Halloween costume days. 

Jungkook’s eyebrows lift at that and he tries to hold back a laugh. Frankie has started to turn around in circles next to him, lost in her own sugar fueled world. He pauses as he’s pulling his keys out of his pocket and smiles at you.

“Hmmmm, I would have really liked to see that actually,” Jungkook’s voice sounds so low. He gives you a little wink as your jaw drops. Maybe Marisol wasn’t so far off. 

“Come on, pumpkin, time for bed.” He gently takes Frankie’s hand. His tone higher and softer, the way he usually speaks to her. 

Bam stands up and starts to follow them inside and you can hear Frankie shouting “Trick or Treat! Give me something good to eat.”

Jungkook pauses in the doorway, “Hey, if I can get her down, I’ll come out and join you? I’d like to try one of those toddys.” 

You nod, smiling. “Sure.” 

He grins and goes inside. 

You stay out for another hour or so, but there are no signs of Jungkook. It must have been hard to get Frankie to sleep. And it starts to get kind of spooky on the dark street. The fog grows thicker and even your toddy and an extra blanket can’t keep out the damp chill in your bones. 

You get a few more trick or treaters that you recognize, but in between it’s kind of eerie and quiet on the street. 

Just as you’re about to head inside, you hear a branch crack on the side of the house and six teenagers wearing dark hoodies and Scream masks approach the house. You’ve put the bowl of candy on the top step and nod towards it. 

“Take what you want, kids. Happy Halloween.”

They all stand there and nod at you in unison and then one by one pick a single piece of candy from the bowl and walk away. 

Well, shit, that was extra creepy. It is definitely time to go inside. 

—

Because the house is old, it’s already kind of creaky and squeaky. And when you get inside, you double check every lock and door on your way inside. You know, just to be extra safe.

You’re heading to the kitchen to turn on the kettle and you reach to flip the lock on the door to Jungkook’s apartment when—

BAM! Something heavy slams into the door, hitting so hard it rattles the frame.

You scream and leap back, your heart pounding wildly in your chest. What the actual—

Then you hear a familiar whine and pawing at the door. 

Hands still shaking from the scare, you turn the knob and Bam bounds into your hallway. 

“Bama lama ding dong, you silly dog.” Bam sits at the sound of his name, glances towards the kitchen and then looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to give him a treat. 

“You scared the crap out of me, buddy,” giving his ear a scratch as he leans into your hand. “No. I will not give you a cookie. I will not reward this bad—”

“______! Are you okay?”

You jump and scream again, spinning around to find Jungkook right behind you.

“I’m—” He’s so close, your hands land on his heaving chest. 

Jungkook is shirtless, in a low slung pair of plaid flannel pajamas, like he pulled them on in a hurry. There is a baby monitor clipped to the waistband, pulling them down even further on his right hip. 

“Jungkook! Holy shit you scared me!” You manage to pant out. Your shoulders start to peel away from your ears, but your heart is beating even faster at the sight of him. Full tattoo sleeve and six pack out. Adonis belt, his long dark curly hair a little damp, like he just got out of the shower. 

The sound of heavy breathing and the scratchy hum of the monitor are the only sounds for a beat as the two of you stare at each other. 

“I heard you scream and ran up. And I was—I was worried.” He’s still breathing heavily, eyes wide and observant, scanning around your apartment.

It’s then you realize his hand is on your waist, pulling you closer to him, like he’s shielding you. 

“Oh. Ummm, I’m okay, it was just Bam.” You can feel your face heat. From his words and that you can’t keep your eyes off him. 

“Ah, okay, well good.” But he doesn’t move away. He’s looking at you now, and you see his eyes flit to your lips. 

“Yeah, thanks, thanks for coming—did I wake—”

“No, no she’s fine,” His hand is still holding steady, pulling you towards him, so now your hips are flush together. 

“Jungkook, I—”

“Can I kiss you?” He’s so close now you can feel his breath on your cheek. 

You nod, but before you can lift your head up from that small movement, his lips are on yours. They’re so soft and yours part slightly at the first touch. You feel his fingertips press into your skin. 

“I’ve wanted to do that for a while.” He’s barely moved away to speak. 

“Oh yeah? I thought maybe it was just the thought of me dressed as a smutty forefather of modern psychology.”

Jungkook snickers at this, pulling back to look at you. Then his other hand comes up to cup your jaw and guide your lips back to his. This time he’s more insistent and you yield, allowing his hot tongue to glide in. 

Your hands press into his chest, and you can’t stop the groan that comes out at the feeling of all that firm muscle. 

His hand pulls at your t-shirt, sliding under the soft cotton to cup your breast. Now it’s his turn to let out a needy little sound. 

“Oh shit, is this what you’re wearing under all those cardigans?” He groans as his fingers graze over the lacy fabric of your bra. 

“Excuse me, I’m a professor, it’s my job,” you weakly protest. You’re melting under his touch. 

“You’re just so hot.” He gives your nipple a light pinch through the fabric and you clench your thighs around his.

He pushes his knee between your legs as his hand pulls you forward, slotting his thick thigh between yours. It just grazes the apex of your thighs and you hold back from just outright humping him. You can feel something hard press into your hip. Jungkook’s sweatpants are not hiding a thing. 

Hands are everywhere now, yours have migrated south, teasing at the waistband of his soft joggers. All the adrenaline from your scare fueling the lust you have for him. Your kisses become deeper and stronger, you can’t believe this is actually happening. 

Then you hear sobs crackle through the baby monitor followed by Frankie’s sweet little voice. “Papa?”

You and Jungkook separate just a bit, both of you looking towards the monitor. It’s pulling on the waistband of his pants and you gently trace your fingertips over the exposed skin. Jungkook huffs out a laugh and presses his forehead to yours. He’s still holding you so close. Like you’re precious. Like he cares. 

“Go, go get her,” you whisper, but neither of you move. Jungkook just nods and presses a soft kiss to your temple. 

You pull back and Jungkook reluctantly moves his leg away and slides his hands out from under your shirt. Not before giving your hips a little squeeze. 

His hand grazes your face. 

“Can we maybe go out sometime? I’d like to spend more time with you. A lot more time.” 

He kisses your cheek and then down to your neck. 

“Papa!” Poor, sweet Frankie doesn’t sound too scared, but Jungkook gives the monitor a concerned look. 

You giggle as you place your hands on his warm, firm skin and push him away. 

“I’d love that. Saturday? Pick you up downstairs?”

He starts backing up towards the door. 

“It’s a date,” he grins. You give him a little wave, tugging on the bottom of your t-shirt. 

He runs back and gives you one more kiss. His hand on the back of your head, the other back on your hip.

“Do I have to wait till then to kiss you again?” He stops just long enough to speak. 

“No, no, you don’t have to wait.” You’re grinning as he playfully presses his lips to yours one more time. 

“You can have at least one more before then.”

“Oh, just one?”

“We’ll see.”

“Okay then,” he pulls back, his hand still gripping your hip. “I’ll be sure to make the next one count.”

Frankie gives one more little whimper and he quickly pulls back this time. And with a wink he’s bounding back down the stairs. 

Bam lets out a snore and you realize he’s been asleep at your feet this whole time. He startles awake when you give his head a soft pat, and trots down the stairs. 

You close the door behind him, and then stand there, touching your lips and smiling. Your other arm wrapped around your waist holding your cardigan close to keep you warm. 

Twenty minutes later, there is a soft tapping at the door. You open it to a grinning Jungkook, still shirtless but this time with no monitor.

“Any chance that kiss is available now?”

You beam and pull him into your hallway and your heart. 

——

I’d love to know what you think! Asks are open! 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

[heerated]

KINKTOBER with HEERATED 𖥾 ゚ ࣭ ۫

ꗃ welcome to my first ever kinktober ! very excited to be participating in this and i hope you all enjoy each fic

・warnings will be on each individual fic ! i’ve already assigned a member to each kink and this will not change, so please don’t request for members on certain ones. i associated each kink with the members i think would fit the best. minors dni with this post or any of my works.

oct. 1

somnophilia ( consensual ) with heeseung

oct. 2

shower sex with sunghoon

oct. 3

mutual masturbation with jake

oct. 4

public sex with heeseung

oct. 5

sex tape with jay

oct. 6

phone sex with sunghoon

oct. 7

thigh riding with heeseung

oct. 8

size kink with heeseung

oct. 9

breeding kink with jay

oct. 10

daddy kink with jake

oct. 11

mirror sex with heeseung

oct. 12

hate sex with sunghoon

oct. 13

choking kink with jay

oct. 14

dry humping with heeseung

oct. 15

fingering with jake

oct. 16

camboy with heeseung

oct. 17

praising kink with sunghoon

oct. 18

degradation kink with jay

oct. 19

bondage with heeseung

oct. 20

blowjob with sunghoon

oct. 21

overstimulation with jake

oct. 22

against the wall with heeseung

oct. 23

squirting with sunghoon

oct. 24

lingerie with jay

oct. 25

begging with heeseung

oct. 26

titty fucking with jake

oct. 27

spanking with heeseung

oct. 28

aftercare with sunghoon

oct. 29

sleepy sex with jay

oct. 30

collaring with jake

oct. 31

corruption kink with heeseung

series tglist. ( open ! just comment, dm me, or send an ask to be added ) @n-wjns @loves0ft @zeraaax @cha0thicpisces @p34rluv @sweetjaemss @hoondoll @xwonniex @yjjungwon @sunshine-skz @rikakhai

[jungwnies]

JAKE ABS JAKE ABS JAKE ABS JAKE ABS JAKE ABS JAKE ABS JAKE ABS JAKE ABS JAKE ABS JAKE ABSJDIDNRJD JAKE FUCKING ABS TBROCIHRJCF

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this is not good at all for me

IMAGINE THIS IS HOW HE WATCHES U SUCKING HIM OFF OR HOW HE WATCHES A THIRST TRAP U SENT HIM SKAHAMHAKSHAKHSNSHA

[apploomie]

KINKTOBER 2022

day one → vouyerism / cuckolding ㅡ soogyu

day two → mutual masturbation ㅡ sunghoon

day three → phone sex ㅡ heeseung

day four → car sex ㅡ jake

day five → thigh riding ㅡ taehyun

day six → dry humping ㅡ huening kai

day seven → mirror sex ㅡ yeonjun

day eight → exhibitionism ㅡ jake

day nine → snowballing ㅡ heeseung

day ten → shower sex ㅡ jay

day eleven → roleplay ㅡ soobin

day twelve → ice play ㅡ sunghoon

day thirteen → blindfolding ㅡ jay

day fourteen → blowjob ㅡ huening kai

day fifteen → handjob ㅡ jake

day sixteen → kitchen sex ㅡ beomgyu

day seventeen → degradation ㅡ taehyun

day eighteen → uniform kink ㅡ soobin

day nineteen → choking ㅡ yeonjun

day twenty → praise ㅡ jay

day twenty one → overstimulation ㅡ huening kai

day twenty two → getting caught ㅡ soobin

day twenty three → hair pulling ㅡ beomgyu

day twenty four → food play ㅡ jay

day twenty five → cunnulingus ㅡ heeseung

day twenty six → strenght kink ㅡ sunghoon

day twenty seven → cock warming ㅡ jake

day twenty eight → breeding kink ㅡ taehyun

day twenty nine → fingering ㅡ soobin

day thirty → edging ㅡ beomgyu

day thirty one → sauna sex ㅡ heeseung

[icimecuu]

⁺ ⊹ kinktober 2022 ⨯ ♡

a/n ; i have ten days straight of smut lined up, and then from day 11 I've given myself somewhat of a break in between- a day where nothing will be posted so I can write the next days :') lmfao. the first ten days will be short, somewhat of a headcanon/drabble format and then, from day 11 they will get longer!

tag list ; dm to be tagged starting d-1 <3

grps/mbrs ; enha hyung line/ sunghoon ,heeseung ,jake , jay + txt hyung line/ soobin ,yeonjun , beomgyu

d-1 / sex with heeseung

d-2 / mutual masturbation with jake

d-3 / breath play with beomgyu

d-4 / shower sex with jay

d-5 / dumbification with sunghoon

d-6 / thigh riding with beomgyu

d-7 / cock worship with soobin

d-8 / voyeurism with yeonjun ft taehyun

d-9 / sex tape with heeseung

d-10 / oral with sunghoon

d-11 / somno with yeonjun

d-13 / public sex with jay

d-15 / wax play with beomgyu

d-17 / cock warming/bulge with heeseung

d-19 / polaroids with sunghoon

d-21 / breeding kink with jay

d-23 / pet play with beomgyu

d-25 / face riding with jake

d-27 / food play with soobin

d-29 / edging with sunghoon

d-31 / orgasm denial with beomgyu

luvr4hoon © 2022

[icimecuu]

handy woman - p.jy

synopsis: you're out with jay at a group dinner to celebrate the tour before they leave, and your hand accidentally slips into jays pants.

pairing: afab gf¡reader x bf¡jay

warnings: smut; handjob, public, implied punishment.

minors dni

a/n: i wrote this while waiting to donate blood :,) lmfao, it's just a quick drabble type thing- and it's def unedited (like most of my stuff) but thx for 800 on cf <3

now playing

deciding to sit outside while you eat your last meal together, you're sat next to jay watching him as he and jake engage in whatever they are blabbing on about.

they leave for america day after tomorrow, but tonight will be your last night with the boys because you have your own schedule to attend to so you decided to have a quaint little dinner at an air b&b near busan.

eyes trailing down the strong curve of his jaw to the length of his tanned throat, a small pink and purple mark peeking from the top of hia shirt collar where it sits open on his chest, then down to where his black shorts ride slightly up his thighs.

you smirk to your self an idea protruding at your thoughts, before your hand lands on jays knee acrylic naile lightly scratching at the sticky skin before it creep further up his thigh, until your leaning forward to place your chin in your palm your other hand slipping past the waist band of his shorts and boxers.

jay chokes on his words mid sentence, shoulders tensing, before he turns to look at you brows raising in confusion. your flutter your lashes smiling sweetly at him before your hand wraps around his cock thumb pressing against his slit.

"jay're you okay?" jake asks quietly, jay turning to look at hia group mate "yeah im fine" he nods before jake is forcing him back into a conversation. you smile to yourself successfully, turning your attention to sunghoon who pulls you in for a conversation.

your hand makes languid strokes at jays cock, that hardens on your grasp in seconds tip leaking with precum that you use the smoothen the glide.

you nod at something sunghoon says before you eyes glance at jays knuckles, turning white with how hard he grips his napkin in his fist, so you give him a squeeze eyes flitting back to sunghoons unaware that his gaze had caught the shift of your arm when he noticed your gaze leave him.

jays palm hits the table with slight force, drawing the table to a momentary silence "sorry my hand slipped" he says waiting to lean into your ear until the boys look away.

"your so not getting away with this" he mumbles for you to hear.

you only press a kiss to his cheek, before you turn back to sunghoon that is leaned back in his chair, eyes smug before he smirks at you "a real hand woman huh ___" he jokes and for a moment your heart drops but your wrist makes no move to stop, jays cock pulsing in your palm.

"jay told us you built some sort of dog house for your family dog this past weekend" he continues, but you know he knows because his eyes motion to the hand currently jerking one of his best friends off.

jay twitches in your hold, sucking in a quiet breath before his hand comes down to grip your thigh, nails digging into the plush flesh so hard you think you might bleed.

nodding at sunghoon you smile, tongue poking at the inside of your cheek playfully before you tilt your head "yeah couldn't wait to finish"

sunghoon snorts, and you giggle right back before you opt for squeezing jays cock at the base which has hand coming to cover his mouth, cum spurting out onto the back of your hand and his boxers his eyes fluttering closed.

you and sunghoon share a smirk before you turn to your boyfriend tugging your hand from his boxers and whipe it on his shorts before you rub his back "maybe we should go to bed baby, you seem tired"

luvr4hoon © 2022

[heeracha]

## marriage discount. — p. sunghoon

from the world of buy one, take me.

synopsis: after endless of weddings that sunghoon attends to, he's been spending non-stop. so, upon hearing about a discount for married people even if it's just in the dry cleaners, sunghoon tells the employee that the girl, who happens to be you, walked in in the shop is his wife. even if he doesn't know you.

pairing: sunghoon x fem!reader

mentions of: botm!heey/n, botm!jay

content/genre: just a short one (i'm not sure if i will give part 2, but hey let me know), fluff, slight crack

warning(s): swearing. sunghoon jokingly calling heeseung 'daddy' 😭 if there's something, let me know. unproofread

note: this is rlly just short but i think its still cute lol,,, hopefully u guys enjoy this vv short piece HKVDBSHDF im sorry that its short, i rlly wanted it to be long, but yeah HBDSJHSF,, u dont need to read the smau, but for context, 'flower' is hee's nickname for mc in the smau

wc: 2k

sunghoon was annoyed lately. everyone he knows is getting married, so it annoyed the hell out of him. oh, don’t get him wrong. he’s not annoyed because everyone is getting married but him. he’s annoyed because of the fact that weddings are so much work and have to spend money for decency. speaking of money, he’s almost out of it.

sunghoon recently just got promoted in his job and had a raise, but the money just went by a snap because of the said weddings. he had to buy a tux, and it’s the only tux he’s been wearing in weddings. he just attended one the day before, now he’s here in the dry cleaning shop to have his tux cleaned. next month will be jay’s wedding.

he’s happy for them, he really is. and heeseung, too. heeseung recently reconnected with flower and he was insanely happy about it, but sunghoon can’t help, but think that it would heeseung’s wedding next and his money is out again.

“good morning, sir!” the employee greets. he was a bit younger than sunghoon, probably riki’s age or younger. sunghoon mumbles a hello, giving the boy his tux. “where’s your wife, sir?”

“what?” sunghoon asks.

“it’s just, we have a discount for married people.” the boy says and sunghoon, of course, will do anything for discounts. so, when the next person pushes the door open to get in, he wasn’t even thinking.

“there she is.” sunghoon says, pointing at you causing you to stop. he nervously looks at you as you just look between him and the employee.

“what?” you say, raising an eyebrow at him.

sunghoon’s doomed.

“i’m just asking him where his wife is, ma’am. he said it’s you?” the boy asks for confirmation and you look at the man who said that you’re his wife. hm. he’s fucking gorgeous, why not?

“he’s cute.” you mumble under your breath, but you knew they both heard when the man’s cheeks started to grow red. “sure, yeah!” you say and the boy raises an eyebrow. “i just like complimenting my husband. what is this even about?” you ask, chuckling nervously.

“we have discount for married people, ma’am.” he says and sunghoon swears he saw your eyes shine when you heard the word discount.

“really?” you ask and he nods. sunghoon softly smiles when he watches you. “how much?”

“20%.” the employee answers and you nod. “but ma’am, i don’t see any ring on either of you.”

sunghoon softly curses under his breath, but of course, just like sunghoon, you would do everything for discounts. “we pawned them last week.” you lie and sunghoon looks at you. “you know how tough life is lately.” 

“right, i’m sorry. is this tux and that gown all you have for dry cleaning?” he asks and you look at sunghoon.

“yup, that’s all.” he says as you give the gown to the employee. he immediately hangs it on the rack along with sunghoon’s tux and puts it together. “it will be ready in 24 to 48 hours. you can pay for it by then when we text you to pick it up. can i have any of your numbers?”

“sure.” sunghoon says as he takes the pen and paper that the employee gave. “okay, thank you.” he says and the boy says thank you as well. you and sunghoon come out of the dry cleaning shop, turning to the left right away.

“i’m sorry about that—”

“no, no! i needed the discount, too. i should be thanking you.” you say and sunghoon laughs, shaking his head. “you don’t have anyone, do you?”

“no, no!” sunghoon says, shaking his head. “you?”

“no,” you say, chuckling. sunghoon clears his throat, nodding as he doesn’t know what to say anymore, but he needs your number. he was about to speak when you beat him to it. “there’s this bakery that sells these insanely expensive cakes, but they’re good. they give discounts to married couples.” 

sunghoon smiles. “is it that bakery just downtown?” he asks and you nod, smiling. “we need rings, first.” he says and you chuckle. sunghoon talks to you as he drags you to an apartment building, exchanging names, numbers and information that you two need to know about each other until you two started talking about the most random things.

turns out, you were in the same university as he was.

“really? for discounts, you’re pretending to be married to someone you barely know?” sunghoon friend says, then he looks at you. “please don’t take offense, you seem like a lovely person.” he says and you laugh lightly, shaking your head.

“none taken, i know how it sounds.” you say.

“as if you didn’t take flower as a freebie in jay’s bouquet six years ago.” sunghoon says and his friend glares at him. “you barely knew her that time, yet you still did.”

“i didn’t take her as my wife!” he defended and sunghoon only raised his eyebrow at his friend. “and you know i can’t lend you their wedding rings, jay will fucking kill me.”

“how about the wedding rings you bought for you and flower?” sunghoon asks and his friend sighs. “i’ll return it safe and sound, not even a scratch. i promise. and like, let’s be real, you wouldn’t propose right away when you two reunite.”

“excuse me?” he says.

“come on, it took you a century to admit you like flower.” sunghoon says and he feels a poke on his arm. he looks through his shoulder to see you shaking your head.

“not helping.” you say and his friend sighs for the hundredth time. “and you know what? there’s an arcade somewhere where there’s a wedding booth for some reason, let’s just ask them for some fake rings.” 

“no, no.” his friend says, turning around to go to the nearby desk and pulling a drawer out. he grabs a velvet red box, giving it to sunghoon who is holding his hand out. but his friend pulls his hand back. “listen,” he says and sunghoon hums. “you’re going to be careful with this, you’re going to return it to me in the same state that it is, you’re not losing this, and you owe me, okay?”

“yes, daddy.” sunghoon says, jokingly, raising his eyebrows and his friend shakes his head, rolling his eyes as he gives sunghoon the box. “thank you!” sunghoon laughs as he turns around, exiting the apartment as he grabs your hand on the process.

“thank you by the way!” you exclaim and sunghoon’s friend nods. you jog along with sunghoon as you two stop outside of the building. sunghoon puts the ring on you as he puts the other on him. “wait, was that lee heeseung?” you ask. 

“yeah!” sunghoon says. “why?”

“i just remembered the one time i was in flower’s aunt’s shop. she was there with him helping her, but he wasn’t much of a help, actually. he was just goofing around and clinging on flower, trying to pull her away from her work. he kept saying he wanted to go to the movies with her.” you say, remembering six years ago as clear as a day.

sunghoon smiles. “i bet flower said something about kicking seungie’s ass?”

“she did. heeseung stopped and flower just glared at him, putting the flowers down and grabbing her coat, causing heeseung to smile widely.” you laugh, shaking your head. sunghoon chuckles. “anyway, bakery?” 

turns out, not only did the bakery give you a discount, they gave the cake for free and with some drinks. the employees were pretty convinced you two were recently married. sunghoon was just thanking the universe that you were the one who entered that dry cleaning shop.

“well, free lunch. that was great.” you said, walking out of the bakery with sunghoon holding your hand in his. he laughs, nodding. 

“and heeseung thought we were insane.” sunghoon says to which you nod, chuckling. “so… would you mind going around for a bit?” he asks, stopping as he faces you. “i kinda wanna see what more we can abuse with this thing.” he says, pointing at the ring on his finger. you laugh, nodding.

“sure, of course. you wanna see, i don’t know, there?” you say, pointing at an arcade. you look at sunghoon who was just looking at you to which you smiled.

that was the whole day. you two went around town to see if you can get any discounts, even with the stuff you don’t even know. you both acted like a married couple and it was honestly nice. and hey, sunghoon even got a discount for his wedding gift for jay. 

around 11 in the evening, you and sunghoon were silently walking on the way to your apartment. not that you two were tired of talking and got tired of each other, but it felt nice being in comfortable silence with each other as sunghoon softly holds your hand in his. he insisted on walking you home to which you, of course, did not decline. 

park sunghoon is pretty damn cute, after all.

you never know why you never noticed him back in college.

“this is me,” you softly say, stopping as you gesture on the building and sunghoon nods, smiling at you. “today was pretty fun.”

“it was nice being your husband for a day.” sunghoon says and you laugh, nodding. you remove the ring from your finger, giving it to sunghoon as he takes it and puts it in the box, along with his. “i’ll text you when we can get our tux and gown from the dry cleaning place.”

you nod. “thank you, sunghoon.” you softly say and he smiles. you sigh, nodding as you start to walk into the building, but sunghoon was quick to stop you.

“hey, y/n?” he calls.

you turn around right away. “yeah?”

sunghoon gives a soft gentle smile which he gives when he’s shy. “you maybe wanna,” he clears his throat, shrugging. “i don’t know, go on a date after we get them from the dry cleaning place?”

“sure, why not.” you softly say.

“i’ll pay this time.” sunghoon says with a smile. “no pretend marriage for a discount, but as two people on a date where we… get to know more about each other.”

you smile.

“and then, i don’t know,” sunghoon chuckles, shrugging. “from there maybe we can see where it goes.”

“i would love that.” you say, nodding. “um, you have my number, just text me.”

he nods, smiling. you keep your hands in your pocket, smiling as you nod. you were about to go inside, but you stop, turning around to sunghoon and walking up to him. you press a kiss on his cheek, smiling up to him through your lashes.

sunghoon, like the entire day, didn’t know what he was thinking. he leans in, pressing his lips against yours as impulsiveness takes over him. he pulls away, looking into your eyes filled with shock. he nervously chuckles, shrugging.

“i’m sorry.” he apologizes. “i just couldn’t wait for the date, you looked too beautiful up close.”

you chuckle, shaking your head as you bashfully look away, hand on your mouth to cover up your smile. a guy who you didn’t know went to the same university with whom you went around town pretending to be married to get discounts just kissed you.

the guy you know for less than 24 hours has kissed you.

and you wanted to do it again.

you looked at him, chuckling as a big grin grows on your lips. “one more,” you say, holding your hands out to cup his cheeks. sunghoon softly laughs, hands on your elbows as he presses his lips against yours as he feels you kiss back.

eventually, you two had to pull away as you two were smiling too wide, sunghoon resting his forehead against yours. “alright, good night.” you mumble and sunghoon smiles.

“good night.” he softly says and you smile as you pull away, turning around to go inside the building. sunghoon turns around when you’re out of sight, smiling to himself as he walks home.

he stops when he hears his phone ping, he takes it out and reads the message. it was from the dry cleaning place. they can get it tomorrow before lunch right away. sunghoon grins as he goes home.

too excited to see you again.

and who knows, maybe the next wedding he will attend after jay’s is finally his own.

a/n: if botm!heey/n is "she fell first, he fell harder", botm!hoony/n is "proof that you can fall in love within 24 hours". im sorry if this was boring ahbdsjksfhb but yas thank you for reading <3

[heedolz]

dad diaries — sjy | MASTERLIST

synopsis: yn is off on a girls' trip to switzerland, leaving jake with jun and ivy. how can he handle two kids and him missing his wife for a week?

genre: family fluff, smau

pairing: sim jaeyun x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, poor attempts in humor, grammatical errors, parenthood, jake struggling to handle his gremlins

status: coming soon!

taglist: you can send an ask to be added!

an: this is just a mini series and spinoff of paper rings! it's filled with family fluff so i hope everyone have fun reading this! <3

PAPER RINGS MASTERLIST

— DAY BEFORE THE TRIP

— DAY ONE

— DAY TWO

— DAY THREE

— DAY FOUR