Description: When a high school reunion drags you back from the bustling city to your hometown, you can’t help but feel inadequate compared your friends’ settled lives, who have thing you want most— kids. You may get your most desperate wish when your long-lost best friend sweeps into town, not quite the introverted nerd he was from 10 years ago.
Genre: high school reunion au smut | romance
WC: 16k
Warnings: graphic smut (Dom! Johnny + Sub! Reader, dirty talk, !!!pregnancy kink!!!, unprotected sex, oral sex, rough sex, bulge kink, slight exhibitionism, footsie, slight cum eating, overstimulation), mentions of adultery
Genre: Law Students | Werewolf | Childhood best friends to idiot enemies to lovers | F | A | S
Summary: Lacuna(n): (1) In law, a non liquet (commonly known as “lacuna in the law”) is any situation where there is no applicable law. (2) An unfilled space or interval; a gap.
You are well equipped at handling whatever life throws at you. You had worked hard to erase the past and mold a new you, and the future were to become a lawyer. Well, everything was planned expect for your ex best friend who came back into your life like a crashing gavel. Just when you thought you could deal with his presence, he was now your partner on a case that was bigger than you had ever imaged.
Words: 21K
Warning: Mature; explicit themes, sexual content, and violence. Lots of law inaccuracies. Alcohol and club situations. Heavy angst with lots of arguing. Previous trauma of abandonment, harsh words and feeling unworthy. Knotting, cunnilingus, fingering, mentions of impregnation, soft dom Jin, marking/claiming, and possessive behavior.
A/N: It’s been so long since I’ve put out something! I want to thank everyone for being so patient and always supporting me! Thank you @heyitsmee2 for reading over this early on. I apricate you!
*Story mildly edited due to time constraint, will edit further
You were no stranger to the game; surviving and trying to be someone in the charade of corporatism. It was all too important to be unemotional. You’d soon find yourself in Prometheus place than on the highest rock on Olympus if you let yourself slip and you were sure of your path.
Calculation leads to quantification—and it takes only seven second to make an impression.
Your throat narrows with altitude, but the breadth of your career expands.
The raspy voice of the jazz singer was a rich wine as she caressed the vintage microphone intimately. The soft notes of the piano and band follow in tandem with the slow, romantic song she sung. The dark golden hue casted over the ballroom from the multitude of chandeliers only perpetuated the elegance of the atmosphere. Parties like this were suffocating despite being in a room sized for a hanger. You wouldn’t doubt either than some of the patrons here own their own planes.
Prompt : If it were only for you, you would have passed on that high school reunion. You didn’t feel like seeing how well your old acquaintances from your teenage years are doing, while your latest and only addition to your family is the cat you bought last week. But your friend insisted that it would be fun, so you went along with it, not thinking for a single moment about the possibility of reuniting with your (almost) ex-boyfriend from high school for the first time in 7 years.
Fandom & Member : Lee Dongmin | Cha Eunwoo — Astro
Warning(s) : Poorly written Smut, also keep in mind that English is not my first language so please excuse my rookie mistakes
Disclaimer : I am aware of Aroha’s stance on smut about Astro, but I am one of those people who feels like it’s time to stop babying the adult members all the time. If you don’t want to read it, that’s fine. Scroll past it, I respect your opinion on the matter. It’s bad anyway so I wouldn’t advise anyone to read it lmao
Word count : 3,404
“You have to come to this reunion,” she said. “It’ll be fun,” she said. You let out a heavy sigh. Really, it was your fault for listening to her; F/N was your best friend and you loved her, but you knew how she was. She loved to overhype things, something she shared with her boyfriend Bin whom she had met when you guys were in junior high.
High school… it was mostly a faded memory now. It wasn’t exactly an awful experience for you, but you wouldn’t describe it as great either. Nothing really ever happened in your life as a teenager, and aside from F/N and Bin, you didn’t have any close friends you kept contact with all these years. Or that you were particularly eager to meet again, at least none that really came to mind.
You decided to tag along anyway, even if you weren’t really excited about seeing how well everyone else was doing. Not that you weren’t doing great yourself, you had a job you loved and a decent apartment, but you were still single with no kids to brag about like all these other acquaintances from your high school years.
‘Tis the season to be readin’ so join @fantasybangtan @hobidreams @lamourche @junghelioseok @kpopfanfictrash @suga-kookiemonster @underthejoon as we trim your timelines with seven seasonal stories!
As an extra holiday treat, all of our one shots will incorporate the following phrase: “stop trying to sext me, I don’t need this right now.”
Author: @underthejoon
Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader
Summary: Christmas greets you with a proverbial lump of coal when you’re forced to co-host the ‘Holiday Hotline’ with none other than Kim Seokjin. Resident Radio Hunk and the bane of both your professional and personal lives. Can the Holiday Spirit mend old wounds and make things merry and bright? Or will you find yourself compelled to deck his halls and make him pay for how he humiliated you? Tune in to find out!
Post Date: 12/16
Author: @fantasybangtan
Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader
Summary: it’s not that you don’t like your job. on the contrary, reading bedtime stories to a certified little princess is something you still can’t believe you get paid to do. it’s just that between all the school runs, snow days and secret second hot chocolates before bed, you may fallen a little too hard for those dimpled cheeks and gummy smiles…. worse still, you’ve fallen for her father too.
Post Date: 12/17
Author: @kpopfanfictrash
Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader
Summary: At this time last year, you thought you had it all. A kick-ass screenwriting job for the hottest TV show in LA, an actor boyfriend whose career was taking off and an affordable apartment with not one, but two bathrooms. Fast-forward to now and you’re single, soon-to-be jobless and searching for a way to scrape together January rent. Everything seems to be falling apart, which was why you told your family you weren’t coming home for the holidays. Enter your little sister, Sara, who recently became engaged to her boyfriend, Yoongi and needs you home to celebrate. The biggest problem? Returning home means you’ll be forced to face everything and everyone you left behind, including Yoongi’s best man – and your ex-best friend, Hoseok.
Post Date: 12/18
Author: @lamourche
Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader
Summary: It was supposed to be perfect — the wedding, the groom, the little statues on top of the cake. Instead, you have a bill for an unused tent, a former fiancé who is home with his secretary for the holidays, and two small burnt lumps of plastic from a small fire that may have gotten out of control. (In your defense, the trashcan looked like it was made of metal.) You can still have a honeymoon, though, even if it is for one. Maybe it’s fate that seats you next to the man with the thighs of your dreams, or the airline employee tired of your sob story, but it’s certainly time for a new friend, a new perspective, and a new beginning.
Post Date: 12/19
Author: @hobidreams
Pairing: Park Jimin x Reader
Summary: For those of you who belong to the upper echelons of society, the holidays are synonymous with parties. Lavish and (in your opinion) excessive gatherings — opportunities to show off what you’ve accomplished and acquired over the year. Unfortunately for you, tonight’s particular celebration features two special guests: the man you thought you would be with for the rest of your life, and the man you married.
Post Date: 12/20
Author: @suga-kookiemonster
Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader
Summary: it all started by accident, but it continues by choice—even before you began sleeping together, things with your friend taehyung have always been comfortable and easy. simple, and this new arrangement between you is certainly no exception to that rule. well…that’s definitely what you thought before a major snowstorm traps the two of you in his apartment over the holidays. now? now, it is quickly becoming apparent that things are a bit more complicated than you realized.
Post Date: 12/21
Author: @junghelioseok
Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader
Summary: you don’t need retrospect to tell you that dating a coworker was a bad idea. two months after your breakup, he seems to have moved on to someone new—and quite happily, if his social media is to be believed. meanwhile, the only new thing in your life is your roommate, jungkook, who seems nice enough. just nice enough to coax into coming to your company’s annual holiday party, and more than handsome enough to show off a little bit. or, as it turns out, a lot.
Genre: Law Students | Werewolf | Childhood best friends to idiot enemies to lovers | F | A | S
Summary: Lacuna(n): (1) In law, a non liquet (commonly known as “lacuna in the law”) is any situation where there is no applicable law. (2) An unfilled space or interval; a gap.
You are well equipped at handling whatever life throws at you. You had worked hard to erase the past and mold a new you, and the future were to become a lawyer. Well, everything was planned expect for your ex best friend who came back into your life like a crashing gavel. Just when you thought you could deal with his presence, he was now your partner on a case that was bigger than you had ever imaged.
Warning: Mature
Post Date: 11/29/2020 @ 6pm PST
“I’ve always had a bit of wild in me.” You smirked.
Throwing his head back as he laughed, then lowering his head following with a groan. He bit the bait. He presses himself closer to you, enjoying the soft curves of yore body against his. Leaning in to speak with hot breath into your ear, “I can tame you. You’d like it if I’d put you in your place right.”
Goosebumps pimpled over your whole being, except it wasn’t because of him. Something changed in the air. Your heart began beating faster in your chest, like a radar beeping when a target was nearing. Breaking eye contact with John you turned towards the alley where your instincts were indicating something was coming. In turn you exposed your neck to him. John rumbled contently in appreciation at your action. He leaned in sniffing your skin, trailing his nose along the column. The action having your stomach twist in a sudden nausea.
The radar in your chest pinged its loudest as through the dense, grey fog you saw red eyes. A shadowed figured, large and imposing, began taking form of the owner of the red eyes. They were heading towards you at a face pace like when a predator locked in on its prey. A harrowing growl comes form the shadow sends a shiver down your spine. John was so lost in your scent he didn’t realize the figure coming at break neck speed.
When the figure was close enough you finally caught a glimpse of the shadow.
Warning(s): kidnapping, knifeplay, blood, death, mentions abuse of children and human trafficking
A/N: This is a lot different from the things I usually write, but I wanted to delve into some darker stuff. I want to post a very tiny excerpt because I’m still on the fence if I’ll even post the full so this is kind of my way of testing the waters to see if people are going to enjoy it. I’m not sure how long this story will be quite yet as it’s a work in progress (possibly multiple parts). I understand that this content can be very triggering so please take caution when reading; this teaser however, is not as bad. Let me know if you are interested in this story!
"Target confirmed." you speak quietly into the microphone hidden in your shirt sleeve, steadying the barrel of your long distance weapon on the balcony's edge. Your finger hovers above the trigger as you wait for a green light, breathing evenly despite the building adrenaline.
"Hold your fire." your commander replies.
But you place your finger on the trigger, ready to lose your job just so you could put a bullet into the skull of one of the most dangerous kingpins on this side of the globe. You couldn’t bare having to listen as this man harmed another child inside the rooms you’d been surveilling for months on end. The things you had heard go on while sitting on the rooftop across from his building made your stomach churn and your chest full with an anger you can’t even describe.
“Say goodbye, fucker.” you mutter, closing your left eye as you focus on the back of his head.
Suddenly, there’s a firm pressure on your shoulder makes your world go dark.
~
"Who are you?" you ask, thinking you could buy time before this man killed you by stalling with questions you both know he would never answer. Since he had entered the room, you hadn’t gotten a glimpse. If you could just see this monster’s face and finally put an image to the heinous acts that had been landed him a spot on the most wanted list of several global organizations.
His familiar, haunting laugh makes you want to vomit, "No one. Someone. Isn't it more important what I am? What I'm going to do to you?"
Useless anger builds in your chest and you begin talking before you could stop yourself, "You work for Tobias Gentry as a hitman, but you’ve been active years before he came into power. You're the one that killed Daniels. You’ve been seen transporting children for trafficking. We have intel on you.”
He stays quiet for a few moments, having not moved from behind you. You hadn't seen his face yet and that irritated you more. Was this man a coward? He didn't want to let his victims see him? Why?
"Sweetheart," he plays with a lock of your hair, "what my boss does is none of my business, really. I would never do those things. Unlike you, I do as I’m told."
"Liar."
He yanks your head back by your hair, "Don't call me names."
If you weren't scared out of your mind, you would have scoffed at his taking offense, but you bite your tongue at the pain in your scalp.
When you don't respond verbally, he lets go of your head, "Baby, I think it's time we have some fun, no?"
You shut your eyes, inhaling shallowly, this was it.
Feeling his body leave the space behind you, you keep your eyes closed. Fear and acceptance coupled in your mind as he maneuvers around the room.
Suddenly, the cold feeling of a blade is dragging across your cheek. It doesn't go deep enough to draw blood, but it makes goosebumps raise on your skin.
It's followed by the pad of a finger, tracing the red line the knife made. You start to shake and plead your body to not cry.
"Hm, are you scared? Open your eyes for me."
You only squeeze them tighter, refusing the order. Almost surely, he bristles at your non-compliance and the knife is pressed into your stomach, again not deep enough to pierce.
"Open. Them."
Your eyes snap open finally, white dots forming in your vision before the refocus on the person in front of you. His long, dark blonde hair is slicked back, complimenting the honey tones of his complexion. He wears an expensive grey pinstripe suit with a black turtleneck underneath, the scent of his cologne adding to the overall menacing aura of him.
Staring into his own, your eyes unsettle him and he withdraws the blade's tip. Within milliseconds, he regains his composure and smirks at your doe-eyed expression.
"You're quite pretty. Such a shame this will be."
The three black knives he holds have a finger hole at the ends, letting him swing them around his long digits. A whirring sound comes from them as he spins the blades faster and faster, deciding how he should start.
You swallow the nervous bile that rises in your throat, "Who the fuck are you?"
"Shh," he presses the flat side of the knife against your lips, "I'm thinking."
Clenching your jaw, you try to stop the incessant churning of your stomach and trembling of your body. You tilt your head down slightly to avoid looking at him. He notices your efforts and smiles wider, leaning in closer as he uses the blade under your chin to make you look at him directly once more.
"Shall we begin?"
Your hands tensing around the arms of the chair catches his attention. Delicately, he pinches the top seam of your thin, white undershirt and slides the sharp edge down the middle. The fabric cuts like butter exposing your bra and more of the skin that entices him so very much. Your chest rises and falls visibly with terrified breaths as he entertains himself.
"T. A. E." he spells on your bare chest, ghosting the steel tip across your smooth skin, "H. Y. U. N. G."
Warnings: femdom, handcuffs, self bondage, edging, vibrators, begging, crying, pet play, collars, pegging, orgasm denial, toy sucking (but with a twist), degradation if you squint
A/N: I’m so so sorry this has taken me so long to finish, but it’s finally done! Thank you so so much for your patience. I tried to include everything you requested, so I hope you enjoy what I came up with. I’m currently working on possily making a Kinktober variation that I’m gonna put out soon, so please look forward to it! Requests always open. Enjoy!
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You hated traffic with a passion.
You were never a fan of sitting in your car for an infinite amount of time, waiting for the standstill traffic to pass, leaving you late to whatever it was you had to do. But you especially weren't a fan of it today. Kun had been home from the WayV tour for a solid week, and yet you still hadn't found a way to see him yet. Your schedules loved to conflict with each other, so of course he managed to come home the week you got a promotion at work and had been busier than ever. It was unbelievably frustrating. After he had been gone for two months traveling the world, all you wanted to do was see him again. In person, where you can smell him and hug him and touch him. Not over a screen like the past weeks.
And on top of that, you felt guilty for keeping him waiting. You guys had finally managed to coordinate meeting today, and he had promised to be at your apartment when you got home with what he had called a "surprise." You had texted him when you left work to tell him that you would be home in about 15 minutes, but the insufferable traffic had turned what was normally a short drive into one that was bordering on 45 minutes at this point.
You couldn't rush into your apartment fast enough, excited to be able to get out of your work clothes and put your bags down and just spend quality time with your boyfriend who you missed so dearly.
You expect to walk in and smell some of his cooking, maybe hear some sweet music and see Kun curled up on the sofa waiting for you.
But none of that happens. Instead you hear... Whimpering?
"Kun?" You call out, and you hear the sound get louder at your voice. You follow it down the hall and to your bedroom, where soft light is glowing from your slightly opened door. You only take a second to consider it before you push the door open and enter.
"What are you... Holy shit."
You're not sure exactly what it was you were expecting, but it definitely wasn't this, and you take a second to absorb the image. Kun is completely naked and kneeling on the bed, and his eyes widen as you enter the room and make eye contact. He has rope wrapping around the expanse of his legs, tying his thighs to his calves and keeping himself in position. He's wearing his favorite black collar, and he's somehow managed to thread a pair of handcuffs through the metal loop, locking his hands into place and preventing them from even coming close to touching himself.
But it's only when his noises quiet down from embarrassment that you hear the faint buzzing of a vibrator.
You approach him slowly, drinking in the extremely erotic image before you. His hair is stuck to his forehead from his sweat, and he shakes his head in a failed attempt to move it off of his face.
"Finally," he moans out, and you bring your hand to his cheek to caress it softly.
His eyes are big and round as they look up at you desperately, with lust and tears glossing them over. When he speaks, his voice comes out high pitched and shaky, and you can see the way he's putting all his focus on completing his sentences.
"Missed you so much. Wanted... To surprise you."
He inhales shakily, and you watch the way his hands open and close around nothing. You bring your hands to his, giving him something to hold on to to try and compose himself. He squeezes your hands hard as you speak.
"How long have you been like this?"
"Since you texted. Wanted to be ready. Took so long. So on edge."
You gasp softly, staring in awe as you take in his words. You especially revel in the way his eyes roll back into his head as you bring one hand down to grab his dick. The sound he makes is heavenly, deep and from the back of his throat as he throws his head back at the feeling.
"You know," you start, leaning in close to speak directly into his ear. "I should punish you for touching yourself without permission, but it sounds like you must be desperate for me then, pup."
His eyes squeeze shut at the pet name. He shudders, trying and failing to think through the haze in his mind to answer you. But the silence goes on too long for your liking, and you give his dick an especially hard jerk, snapping him back to the present.
"Answer me."
"Yes," he cries out, voice hoarse and broken from all the stimulation he's enduring. "Yes, yes, so desperate for you, please, please."
"Please what?" You ask, smiling against the skin of his neck as you start to litter kisses along it, and you relish in the way his skin is trembling under your lips. He whines in response, jutting his hips forward into your hand more.
You remove your hand from him, and he whimpers, trying to chase your grip with his hips. You bring your other hand down, wrapping your arm around his waist to keep him in place. Your fingers come to his tip, lightly tracing along the curves and smearing the precum oozing out of it.
"Do you want me to play with your hard little dick?" You ask him. You drag your fingers away from it before he can answer, bringing them along his length and around to his hipbones.
They keep moving until your fingertips come behind him and finally make contact with the toy buzzing away inside of him. You're curious to see which one he'd chosen, and it only takes a bit of feeling to realize that it's one of his favorite vibrating plugs. It's a bigger size than you would've expected him to have picked on his own, and you can't help but imagine the way he must've looked as he was prepping himself to put it in. The thought sends a wave of arousal through your body.
"Or do you want me to touch you here?" You ask, lightly tapping at the base.
The shockwaves course straight through his body at your actions, and he crumples even more before your eyes. His hands are opening and closing wildly as he tries to maintain his sanity. It's all so, so much, but he wants your touch, wants to feel your hands all over him, wants to cum when you say he can and because of your actions. So he holds it as best as he can, losing his grip on words in the process as he directs all his attention to the pleasure he's drowning in.
He responds to you only with whimpers, but as beautiful as you think the sounds are, you want him to voice what he wants. You reposition your hands on the plug and find the controls on the base. You suck hard against the skin of his neck, and he only has a second to react to that before you click the vibrator up two more settings.
He cries out, panting heavily and collapsing into your body, head falling against your breasts as he struggles to keep himself together. You take one of his hands in yours, and he squeezes it hard.
"Want to feel you inside me," he finally gasps out, the words coming out in a breath of air that you feel against your cleavage.
"Aww," you coo. "Want to feel my strap inside of you instead of your plug?"
He nods, and you give him a kiss on the top of his head. His hair is sweaty and his body is trembling, but you feel the way your action causes him to give into you even more. You reach behind him with his free hand and turn the vibrations off, and you allow him to attempt to get his breathing back to normal as you hold him. You bring him in for a hug, careful to not accidentally press his dick against you as you do, and you rub his bare back as he calms himself down.
"I'm gonna go get my strap so I can give you what you want," you tell him, and he hums out a noise of approval. You pull back, pressing your lips against his quickly before getting up. You remove your pants as you walk over to your closet to get the items you need. He already has the bottle of lube from when he put the plug inside of him, and you grab a different vibrator for yourself to use.
He's watching you in a daze when you walk back to him, squirming in place as you approach. You smile and give him another quick kiss to his plush lips before setting everything down on the bed and pulling your shirt over your head. You notice immediately the way his gaze falls to your chest, and you bring your hands around to unclip your bra.
"Like what you see?" You ask, and you can't help but smile when he groans.
"Yes. Wanna touch you so bad."
"How unfortunate," you tell him, your words contrasting the sweet tone of your voice. "You could've touched me. You could've had your hands all over me right now.
You bring your hands to your chest as you speak. massaging the flesh as you speak. His eyes are glued to your chest, drinking in your every movement as he shifts desperately.
"But you're the one who cuffed yourself, pup."
He whimpers, and you can't help but chuckle at the noise. You bend down to place a kiss on his lips as you pat his head softly, and he dissolves into your touch. The kiss is heated, with his lust seeping through with every motion of his mouth on yours. You keep kissing him as you reach down between your bodies and grab his dick, and his mouth falls open at the action.
You take the opportunity to deepen the kiss, slipping your tongue into his mouth. You drink up all of his sounds, whimpers and moans falling from his lips as he revels in the way you're stroking him. He reaches for you, resting his hands on your collarbones to ground him. He wants to touch you elsewhere, grab your cheeks or your boobs, but the cuffs prevent him from doing anything else. His breathing is frantic when he starts to pull away.
"Wait. Wait, stop please," he begs, eyes wide and breathing heavy. You stop immediately, bringing your hands up to cup his face.
"You okay? Color?"
"Green. So green. It's just..." he sighs as he speaks, speaking slowly as he tries to get himself together enough to speak. "If you kept doing that, I was gonna cum."
You laugh at his words as his face heats up. He squirms under your gaze, feeling too embarrassed and turned on to be able to stay still.
"I thought you wanted to cum," you tease him. "Now you're begging not to?"
"Of course I want to, but..." He cuts his words off with a hiss as you grab him again, jerking him off quickly as he struggles to swallow his whimpers and finish his sentence.
"Please don't make me cum like this."
His face is red from the mix of embarrassment and overwhelm, and you can't help but think that it's such a pretty shade on him. But you release him anyway as he lets out a sigh of relief.
"I love it when you beg," you tell him. "Especially when you're begging to be denied."
You grab the strap on and harness from the bed, bringing the straps around you to secure everything in place. Kun watches you closely, his eyes analyzing every movement as you get everything situated.
When it's secure, you direct your attention to him. There's not really any way for him to change positions on his own with his hands cuffed and legs tied how they are, so you help him out. It takes some gentle maneuvering, but you guide him until he's laying on his back for you. His cuffed wrists rest on the top of his chest, and his tied legs are bent and parted for you, granting you easy access to where you need to be.
“Good boy,” you tell him, petting his hair as you speak, and you see his eyes glaze over with another layer of lust.
You grab the bottle of lube and the vibrator from the bed, and you watch the way his eyes trace your every movement. You click the toy onto a low setting, strong enough to give you pleasure and to get you off eventually, but not strong enough to have you cumming in seconds.
You crawl onto the bed next to him, and he groans as you turn to give him the perfect view of you inserting the vibrator into you. You sigh as you feel the sensations against your walls, giving you much needed friction after being so turned on by seeing Kun like this.
You pour some lube onto your hand before reaching down to spread it along the strap-on connected to you. He groans at the action, watching the way your hand is moving along the toy and undoubtedly wishing it was moving along him instead. But it's when his hips start rocking that you speak.
"Someone's desperate for me, huh?" You taunt him. "Can't even stay still? Do you want me to play with you that badly?"
He nods rapidly, choking out a strained please as he does. You move so you're between his legs, and bend down to get a grip on the plug in his ass. He starts to ask a question, but it dies on his lips as you flick the switch on.
He gasps as the feeling of vibrations inside of him immediately takes his breath away, but his sounds turn to cries as you start to thrust the toy into him, coordinating your movements with the way your other hand is spreading the lube along your strap.
"Is this how you want me to play with you?"
"No, no, no, please," he begs, and you just love the way he sounds so broken and wrecked. There's desire hanging from every syllable, and the pleasure is evident in each of his features.
"Please don't make me cum like this. Please, please."
You grant him his wish, turning the plug off as he breathes out a heavy sigh of relief. You slowly pull it out of him, reveling in every gasp and shuddered noise he makes from the action.
"You stretched yourself so nicely for me," you praise, admiring the way his opening gapes for you with the removal of the plug. He whines in reply.
"You wanna feel this?" You ask, grabbing the strap and guiding it to tease his rim.
"Yes."
"Okay."
You push into him, not too fast but with enough force for him to really feel it. He moans at the action, arching up into you as much as he can with his limited range of motion. You grab onto both of his knees, using his legs as leverage to allow yourself to rock your hips into his.
He can't keep quiet, with a string of gasps and whines and moans falling from his lips with every single movement of your hips. The sight is so beautiful. His eyes closed as he's overwhelmed with pleasure while he pants and falls apart. You can’t help but think that you could watch him like this for hours.
The mixture of his sounds with the way he looked so unfairly sexy, plus the vibrator in you, was helping to bring you to your peak as well. You join him with your own moans, reveling in the heat pooling in your stomach as you worked to also make him feel good.
"More," he pleads, and your eyes lock with his, so full of lust and desperation.
"You're insatiable, aren't you?" You ask, punctuating your words with a particularly hard thrust. He whimpers in response. "Always begging for more, more, more."
"Yes, more," he breathes out, his words coming out in quick pants as you see tears start to fall from his eyes at the pleasure. "Need it so bad. Please."
"Fine."
You reach one of your hands down and wrap it around him, and the cry that he lets out is almost enough to make you cum on the spot. It's broken and so loud, and he ruts himself up into your grip as you begin to stroke him. He doesn't even get the chance to get used to that before you lean down, kissing along his chest. He tangles his hands in your hair immediately, thankful to finally have a part of you in his grasp to be able to touch.
The new angle drives him crazy, hitting a spot inside of him that's almost too much for him to take. And with the way you're leaning into him, your clit rubs against his pubic bone in just the right way to have you barreling towards your release.
You leave open-mouthed kisses along his chest, but it's when your lips wrap around his nipple, sucking and moaning against the bud, that he finally snaps. His entire body trembles and he releases hard, and it's enough to send you falling over the edge as well. You ride both orgasms out as best as you can, eventually slowing to a stop when you both were finished.
You pull out of him slowly, cupping his face, wiping his tears and soothing him as he whimpers at the emptiness. You work to quickly undo the harness around your hips, and to turn off and remove the vibrator inside of you.
But it's when you remove it and turn to go wash it that Kun speaks.
"Wait," he says, voice hoarse from all his moaning, and just loud enough for you to hear.
"What is it, my good boy?"
"Wanna taste you."
He says it so softly, and you note the way that his eyes are glued to the toy in your hand as he speaks. You crawl back towards him, placing your free hand on his cheek as you place a kiss to his soft lips.
"Of course," you tell him, and as you pull away, you insert the vibrator into his mouth.
He sighs contently, swirling his tongue around it as he tastes you. You watch him curiously, eyeing his blissed out expression as he sucks against the vibrator. When you pull it away, it leaves his lips with a lewd pop.
"Such a pretty, dirty boy."
You move to help undo the restraint around his legs, allowing him to stretch them out on the bed. You undo his handcuffs, but you leave the collar on, opting instead to just pull the handcuffs out of the metal loop. You get up and go to properly clean the toys and yourselves off before laying down next to him. You lay on your side facing him, cuddling into his chest as you reach your hand up to play with his hair.
"So... That was quite the surprise," you tell him, and he chuckles in embarrassment. "You must've really missed me."
"Of course," he replies, voice soft and tender and in such a contrast to your previous actions. "I miss you every second we're not together. But sorry to impose that onto you. I know you probably had a busy day and wanted to relax."
"It's okay," you say, reaching up with your free hand to grab the loop of his collar and pull him to you for a kiss. "Taking care of you is my favorite stress reliever."
He hums in response, and you lay there in comfortable silence. You breathe in his scent and take solace in the feeling of his warmth under you. It's cozy and feels like home, and you think that you would be content to never move again if you didn't have to. That is, until your stomach rumbles.
He laughs loudly, and the quiet is ruined. You laugh along with him, hiding your face in his chest. He rubs your back as he speaks.
"Once I start to regain feeling back in my legs, I'll go take care of you and make dinner."
You smile against his skin, and eh reaches to remove your hand from his collar. He holds both of your hands up, intertwining your fingers as he brings them up to his lips. He places a kiss to the back of your hand, and when he's done you do the same, planting a kiss to the back of his hand.
"I'd like that very much."
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Genre: Royalty AU! Werewolf AU! Childhood Best Friends to Lovers.
Rating: M for Mature. Sexual Content/Future Smut. Language.
Word Count: 5,740
Summary: Jungkook, Prince of the Werewolves, must mate before he can take his rightful place as King. How you, a human, became one of the candidates for his Queen is a mystery to all – including you.
Creative Contributor: Miss @ladyartemesia who made this Beautiful header!!! everyone say thank you, Vi!!! 😘
A/N: Hi all!!! I decided to split this into two parts because it was taking me so long and I needed a break but didn’t want to keep you waiting any longer. I should have the next part up this weekend! also I was really anxious to post so I’m sorry if it’s not super edited. I will do a read through when I wake up tomorrow.
The anticipation for what awaits you is agonizing. There is a heaviness in your heart. It is a painful pounding that beats furiously against your breast. It reminds you of everything you have to lose tonight. It reminds you that too much has been left unsaid between you for far too long.
But there is no guarantee that any of it would matter anyway. He is to become a king, after all. What would a king want with a heart as delicate as your own? What use does a king have for a woman like you? A human woman at that. One whose presence could very well mar the crown he will soon wear and everything it stands for.
It does not matter to many that you are no ordinary woman. Your blood is as blue as the ocean is deep but you are a human all the same. How could a werewolf as powerful and revered as Jungkook ever hold his head high with an interloper for a bride? Surely there would be outrage amongst the members of the pack. Surely you would be the cause of far more stress than your tender heart is worth. No, a king needs domain over his kingdom, not the love of a human.
But loving him is not something you can so easily abandon. It expands well beyond what you can fit in that silly heart of yours. It has been growing steadily inside of you since the innocence of your youth. It started way back when Jungkook was still a ruddy cheeked runt who used to chase you through his family’s orchard. It has matured since then, just as you have after all these years. It is deeper now, desperate even. It begs to be unleashed and reciprocated with an equal vigour.
Request: If you’re still taking requests, wolf Namjoon impreg or pregnancy sex pls??? 🥺
I LOVE your works! I need a wolf namjoon impreg story though!! 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
WordCount: 11.7k
Genre: Werewolf!AU, Smut, Angst, Fluff
Warnings: Impreg Kink/ Breeding Kink, Namjoon Has A Huge Dick, Spanking, Knotting, Cunnilingus, Multiple Orgasms, Heat
From The World Of: I Waited For You
A/N: Just…Just enjoy this please. Love you guys <3
“Hi, welcome to Seoul Land. Please step all the way in and wait until a spot frees up to grab your tickets.” You deadpan as you lean against the turnstyle. Your lips pressing into a straight line as you stare at the small children squealing in excitement. Your ears by the end of your shift are always deafened because of these children.
“Hi, welcome to Seoul Land. Please step all the way in and wait until a spot frees up to grab your tickets.” Your fingers find the frayed lanyard hanging around your neck as you look down at your Employee ID Card. Your fingers on reflex pressing the small counter in your hand as children and adults pass through the gate.
“Excuse me Miss? Where is the bathroom?” A small boy calls out to you as he raises his hand.
“Past the turnstyle to the right, down the corridor first door on your left.” You reply by heart as you click the counter once more. Seoul Land used to be your greatest joy, your biggest dream was to work here when you were little. Now, a struggling college student having to pay her bills getting by with the small paycheck from Seoul Land, it’s not as glorious as your seven year old self had thought. You don’t have to look at your watch to know your shift is almost up. Hyera, will shortly relieve you, the changing colors of the sky notify you of this.
“Hi, welcome to Seoul Land. Please step all the way in and wait until a spot frees up to grab your tickets.” Your eyes scan the long line of impending customers before landing on one. He was back. Again. Fourth time this week. You clear your throat before looking at the salmon sky. The counter clicking faster as you usher people in with the wave of your hand.
“Hey you.” His tall body leans against the Seoul Land gate, his long grey mullet falling into his eyes as he smiles widely. Dimples deepening as his eyes close.
“Hi, welcome to Seoul Land.” You mumble before pressing the counter. His eyes open slightly before lowering his head as he stands up straighter. He was undoubtedly gorgeous, and he seemed nice enough which was off putting.
“Back again, huh?” Your disinterested tone makes him chuckle. “I’m here with my older brother and his kid.” His thumb jabs backwards and you look at an equally tall man with broad shoulders.
“Say hi, Minsoo.” The small boy waves at you and you can’t help but smirk at his cute chubby face.
“Hi. Welcome to Seoul Land.” The not so unfamiliar stranger narrows his eyes at your name plate.
“Y/N. Huh? See you.” You hum before pressing the counter as he disappears from sight behind the turn style.
genre/tags: one-shot, romance, fluff, angst, smut, royalty!au, arranged marriage!au, enemies to lovers!au (if you squint)
rating: mature; 18+
summary: you’re doomed to pine after your own betrothed, a fact you can’t even lament when you’re preparing to ascend the throne of the kingdom of gardenia.
word count: 9.3k+
warnings: oral (fem receiving), handjob, brief mention of violence (blood mention), both parties are virgins
“Will you please give me a warning before you antagonize any nobles like that?” Jungkook asks, following you out of the Main Hall and into one of the smaller rooms of the castle.
“I wasn’t antagonizing them,” you say, whirling around to face him. There are a few choice words you would like to use, but you take a deep breath and force yourself to stay composed. Although you and Jungkook are alone, it’s unseemly for the future queen to lose control of her emotions. “If the truth is what offends them, then I suggest that they reevaluate their priorities.”
CW: choking, spanking, bondage, unprotected sex, one use of “slut” but it’s in a praise-y way?
You can’t help but let out a giggle as you watch Yeosang try his hardest to thrust in and out of you whilst his wrists are cuffed behind his back, rendering his hands completely useless. He’s knelt between your legs, the pillow under you propping up your hips as he grinds his cock into you, your hands roaming his body. You dig your fingers into his hips as you pull him towards you, helping him to fuck himself deeper inside your pussy.
“Ahh, your cunt feels so good around my cock, miss.” he says breathlessly.
You admire the sight of him, the way he struggles to keep his eyes on yours, his eyelids fluttering as he moans loudly. How he shudders everytime you rake your nails down his chest, wincing slightly when you scratch his nipples. The way he rolls his hips sensually as he grinds his dick into you, chasing his orgasm and trying to please you without being able to use his hands.
“Mm, such a talented little slut, working those hips for me, you’re such a good boy.” you take your hand away before bringing it back down to slap his ass hard, feeling his cock twitch inside you.
“Oh fuck, do that again please.” he pleads, his gaze hungry with lust.
“Like this?” you spank him again, making him yell.
“Yes, just like tha- uhh!”
“Ugh, you feel so good kitten, I’m gonna cum if you keep fucking me like that, do you want miss to cum for you?” you ask as you brush some hair out of his face. He immediately nods his head, begging you with his eyes.
The loud noise that resonates when you slap his ass accompanies the sound of skin slapping together harshly, your wetness audible with every thrust. You grip his waist with your other hand and start to grind upwards on his dick, the friction from rubbing against his pelvis stimulating your clit just right whilst the head of his cock strokes the sensitive area inside you.
“Such a g-good kitten, shit.” you cum with a drawn-out moan, feeling the pleasure spread throughout your core as you ride out your orgasm on his cock.
Yeosang throws his head back, perfectly displaying his neck as he cries out when your pussy convulses around him, and you can’t resist trailing your hands up his body to his neck, gently wrapping your hand around his throat.
“Please…”
Once he gives you the go ahead you tighten your grasp, choking him as he fucks into you. He moves his hips faster, becoming more desperate, wild and greedy as he feels your hand squeeze his throat.
“You look so perfect like this, so pretty with my hand wrapped around your throat, fuck.”
“I’m g-gonna cum, can I, please miss?”
“Cum kitten, cum for me now, give me your cum.”
He continues his sloppy thrusts as you encourage him, mindlessly chasing after his release. You clench around him everytime you apply pressure to his neck, sending him over the edge and making him scream in pleasure as he cums inside you. You watch as he comes undone above you, his hips stuttering and thighs trembling as he fills you with his load.
“Ah, t-thank you miss…”
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