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[torchedclancy]

House of Wolves - sub!Tyler X Reader (Request)

requested by @crimson-claus : could you do house of wolves by mcr where the pairing is tyler x reader? preferably with subby tyler and a fem dom reader. thx sm i appreciate it!!

haven’t written a one-shot in agessss so here’s what’s probably just a shitty attempt… anyway i hope you like it p.s. the formatting is weird but it’s currently 1:22am and i have to get up at six so i’m not fixing it 

You watched him like a predator, waiting for exactly the right moment to strike. He sang with so much passion, his full lips giving life to words of songs that otherwise were void of meaning to you. 

Tyler Joseph was the head choir boy of the local church, the church that your father invested his heart, soul and much of his life into. He’d had you attending Sunday services since before you could remember, the pastor’s little angel. When you were younger you’d only come under the promise of cookies and attention from kind, old ladies that would slip a lollipop into your hand whilst your parents weren’t looking. Now though, the only thing that brought you back to this place each week, a place that held about as much meaning to you as any hymn not being sung by Tyler Joseph was the innocent, untainted, adorably naive  brunette with a voice that could make a grown man cry.

You glanced over at your father, sitting in a pew behind the alter, wiping a tear from half way down his cheek. He wished you were more like Tyler, held the undying faith that his star pupil did. You’d probaby enviously despise the boy if he wasn’t so goddamn pretty.

Returning your gaze to Tyler, a smirk pulled at your lips as you caught him looking right back at you. His eyes shifted away in panic, but the damage had already been done. A blush of crimson flooded his cheeks  as his voice cracked. It was only slight, but you noticed it, and the thought of him getting wound up over you began playing at your mind again, as you continued watching his mouth.

After the service was over, you sat in a pew watching your parents gush over how amazing he was.

“That was wonderful Tyler, honestly, just beautiful.” Your mother beamed, her sweet tone making your stomach turn.

“Thank you Mrs y/l/n, but the pleasure is all mine. it’s always an honour to sing in a place of such faith.” He spoke, his words like thick honey.

“It’s an honour to have you sing, my boy.” Your father smiled sincerely, patting Tyler on the back in a manner than annoyed you.

“Thank you sir." 

"Thank you Tyler. Y/n! Come over here.”

You got up slowly, walking over at a lazy pace and twirling a piece of hair between your fingers. He stared at the floor, scared to even look up incase he met your eyes again. It was cute. But dirty in a way that no one else could understand. “Yes.” You spoke, directing  your words to Tyler, who had now gathered the courage to raise his head, but still refused to make eye contact with you.

“We were just telling Tyler how wonderfully he sang today. Wasn’t he wonderful?” You father stared at you expectedly.

“Wonderful.” You mocked. “However, I’d much prefer to see his mouth doing something else.” The line was terrible, but it was worth it to see the way he gulped, his breath audibly catching in his throat, making him cough gently. You smiled.

“Y/n.” You could feel your parents stern, cold eyes boring into the side of your head, horrified by the statement they thought was an insult, but blissfully unaware of it’s true meaning.

“It’s a compliment, I swear.” You smiled innocently.

“I apologise for my daughter Tyler, she obviously can’t recognise true beauty.”

“Oh believe me father, I can.” You kept your attention focused of the brunette, silently daring him to look at you, a smirk on your lips.

“Well, to show your gratitude to Tyler for putting so much of his time into his faith and our church, you can stay and help him clean up.”

“Yes father.” You spoke innocently, watching Tyler squirm.

Your parents left, leaving you and Tyler alone. You returned to your seat in the pew, crossing your legs and watching the boy scuttle around nervously. “You did look awfully pretty up there Ty.” You said, seeing the way he jumped when he heard you speak.

“T-thank you.” He stuttered, still not turning to face you.

You got up, bored of his nerves, and walked over to the alter, where was straightening the carpet on the steps. You propped yourself up on the small table next to him and studied him at a closer proximity. He was still blushing, chewing on his lip until he drew blood.

“You don’t need to be so shy you know. You can look at me… you can do more than look if you’d like.”

He looked at you for a few moments, stunned and nervous, blinking like a deer in headlights and quickly lowering his gaze again.

“You’re not used to girls, are you Ty? You’ve got innocence for days. I bet you’ve never been touched, not even by yourself, right?”

He coughed again, his hands were shaking. “I-I don’t think we should be talking about that here .”

A smirk pulled at your lips. “No… of course not. Come with me.” You pushed yourself away from the table and took his shaking hand, leading him towards you father’s office.

“I-I have chores to-.”

“Don’t worry, this won’t take long.”…“Sit on the desk for me Ty.” You spoke, pushing the door shut and locking it. You turned round to see him sat awkwardly exactly where you’d told him to. “Relax. Nothing will happen if you don’t want it to. I just wanna talk to you.” You said gently, walking over and sitting down next to him on your father’s desk. “Why are you so scared of me?”

“I-I’m not scared.” He insisted.

“No? Then why won’t you look at me?” You asked, your voice a breathy almost-whisper.

He gulped, shaking his head, his fingers playing with a frayed thread on his jeans.

“Come on Ty, it’s okay.”

He took a deep breath, laying his palms flat against his thighs. “Y-you make me think things… Things I shouldn’t think.”

“What kinda things?” “D-dirty things.” He whispered, ashamed of his words. “Sinful things?” You offered, a smirk on your lips.“ "Y-yes.” He stuttered, keeping his eyes down. “Do you think of me on my knees? On my knees for you?” He inhaled sharply, his finger tips white from gripping his legs. After a while he nodded, the movement was barely there, but it was enough for you to see what you were doing to him. “I wanna hear you say it baby.” You spoke gently, getting up from the desk and standing infront of him.

“…Yes.” He replied, finally lifting his eyes to look at you.

That was enough for you, and you offered him your hand, leading him to the arm-chair behind the desk and pushing him lightly into it, dropping to your knees in front of him. “Like this?” You asked, looking up at him.

“Yes.” He spoke breathlessly, biting his lip again, blood making a quick appearance, the skin already raw. You leant forward slightly and swiped your thumb across his bottom lip, collecting the blood before bring it to your lips and sucking it from your skin, watching his eyelids flutter in disbelief.

“What do I do next?”

“I-I can’t tell you.”

“Why not baby?”

“I don’t wanna go to Hell.”

You sighed. “Not even for a little while?”

He stared at you, afraid to open his mouth. After a few moments of silence you spoke. “Fine.” You pushed yourself up on his knees and began walking towards the door.

“W-where are you going?” He asked, flustered.

“Not to Hell apparently.” You smiled sweetly, unlocking the door.

“N-no. Y/n.” He began, scrambling to get up and stop you. “Wait. I want- I want… Please.”

“What do you want Tyler?” You spoke sternly.

He stood awkwardly, shifting his weight from foot to foot. “I- I want you to… I want your m-mouth… I want you on your knees and your mouth on my- my…”

“Okay. Okay Ty.” You bit your lip, pausing momentarily. “Strip.”

“H-here?”

“Did I tell you to?”

He nodded, immediately starting to tug at his tie and the buttons on his shirt, pulling the material from his body and getting to work on his belt buckle.

“It’s okay. I’ll do the rest.” You walked back towards him, dropping to your knees again and pulling his belt from the loops, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down, letting them drop to his ankles. You could see how hard he was through his boxers, the outline of his dick pressed against the thin, black material. “Do you touch yourself when you think of me like this?” You asked softly.

“I’ve never…” He started, trailing off as the familiar blush attacked his cheeks once more.

You smiled. “That’s okay. Just try to hold out for me alright. Don’t cum until I say you can.”

“O-okay.”

“Good boy.” You took the hem of his boxers between your fingertips and pulled them down, getting an eyeful of his erection, red with pressure, his stomach slick with pre-cum. He gasped softly as the air hit his skin, his cock twitching ever so slightly.

“Sit.” You told him, moving in between his legs and he sat down in the arm chair again, too needy to question you. “You ready?”

“P-please.” He sighed.

You obliged, placing your index finger on the tip of his dick and swiping up a drop of pre-cum from his slit, using the wetness to slide your finger delicately down his shaft. He whimpered at the first contact, writhing around in the seat as you toyed with him.

“Look at you.” You cooed, continuing with your teasing. “I’ve barely even touched you and already you’re a mess for me.”

He whimpered again, his head lulling to the side as he squeezed his eyes shut.

“You want more baby boy?”

His breaths were erratic, occasional whimpering moans falling from his lips. He nodded lazily, opening his eyes to look at you with a pleading stare.

“And how do you ask?”

“A-ah. Please… please.” He whined, rutting again the most gentle of touches, desperate for more.

You smirked, pressing his cock against his stomach and leaning forward, slowly licking a strip up the underside of his shaft. He let out a serious of short moans, gasping as you repeated the action. When you finally took him into your mouth the noise he made was feral, mouth agape as he threw his head back, gripping the leather arms of the chair.

“You can touch me Tyler. Don’t be shy.” You spoke, pulling away before his hands found the back of your head and you allowed him to guide you back down on to his cock. You wrapped a hand around the base, twisting back and forth as your lips met your fingers, your spit lubricating your fist. He was loud, noises on the verge of sobs leaving his mouth, and you could tell he’d cum soon if you let him.

Your suspicions were confirmed when a sentence formed around breathy moans let him tell you, “I-I think I’m. Oh my-… I’m close… Y/n… gonna…cum.”

“Nope.” You spoke curtly, halting any touch.

The look he gave you almost made your heart wrench as he sat there, thrusting up into nothing, whimpering desperately. You chuckled, getting to your feet. “Dumb baby. You really thought I was gonna let you cum, without even working for it?” You walked over to the desk, pushing everything to one side. “Come on, up. You’re gonna be my little fuck toy.”

He scrambled to his feet and sat on the edge of the desk in front of you. You unzipped your dress, letting it fall to the floor as you stepped out of your heels. He watched the material fall from your body, eager to drink in every part of you that he could. Next to go was your bra, leaving you stood topless in front him, unable to control the pulse you felt between your thighs as his tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip, visibly aroused even further by the sight. You pushed your panties down, kicking them off your feet and climbing on to the desk, straddling him as you began to kiss him. He was an inexperienced kisser, but he learnt quickly, copying you, occasionally catching your bottom lip between his teeth as he grew even more impatient.

You began to grind on his cock and he let out a high-pitched groan, your wetness making the movements slow and easy. You could tell how hard he was trying to be good for you, to do exactly as he was told, and that just made you want him more. “You wanna fuck me Ty? Make me cum so you can get your reward?” You asked, keeping your movements steady.

“Yes. P-please.” He replied.

You giggled darkly, positioning his erection at your entrance and slowly sliding down on to his cock, matching the moan that fell from his lips with one of your own. His mouth was opening and shutting repeatedly, his eyes squeezed shut as his face contorted from the pleasure of you riding him mixed with the pain of holding on to his orgasm. You took his hands and guided one up to cup your boob, feeling his fingers instinctively start to play with your nipple. You brought the other to your lips, sucking on two of his fingers before taking them down to the point that your bodies met. He opened his eyes to take the instruction, rubbing controlled circles on your clit as you guided him. You took your hands away, placing them on his tanned chest, enjoying his natural skill. “Oh… Good boy. That feels so good baby.” You spoke breathlessly. He moaned at the praise, moving his fingers faster.

“You close Ty?” You asked. He responded with a curt nod and a series of short grunts, biting down on his bottom lip to hold off as long as possible. The sight of him brought you closer to the edge, having him submit to you like this, obeying every command with absolute perfection, putting all his energy into getting you off. “That’s perfect baby… R-right there… I’m close Ty, don’t stop.” He moved his fingers even faster somehow, doing his best to get as deep into you as he could. The new pressure had had you right on the edge, pushing you over as you came, grinding down on his cock and fingers.

You remove his hands from your body and pinned them down on either side of his head, still battling through your orgasm as you stuttered his permission. “Y-you can cum now Ty. Cum for me.” He did so almost instantly, a breathy sob falling from his lips as your muscles tightened and contracted around him as you recovered, keeping your movements steady to help him ride out his high. You stayed that way for a while, basking in the post-orgasm haze, both moaning softly as your movements slowed to a halt.

You kissed him delicately on the lips and climbed off the desk. “That was impressive.” You spoke honestly, watching him catch his breath, staring up at the ceiling.

“Thank you.” He whispered, looking over at you, flashing you an innocent smile that made your stomach knot all over again.

You chuckled. “You just lost your virginity in your church, on the pastor’s desk, with the pastor’s daughter. Think that makes you a man now choir boy.”

“Yeah.” He sighed, pushing himself up to join you in putting your clothes back on. “I’m not sure how my next confession is gonna go though.”

“Bless me father for I have sinned… I fucked your daughter.” You spoke casually, pulling your heels back on and stepping towards him. “You, choir boy, just keep on being pretty. And everything will be okay.”

He giggled, a grin on his lips. “Are you gonna be here next week?”

“Oh I’ll be here a lot more than once a week now Ty. But that was the easy part… you’re gonna have to try a lot harder from now on baby.” You smiled, kissing him on the cheek before walking towards the door, him hot on your trail. You opened the door to find a group of boys huddled outside, flustered expressions on their faces. You laughed and turned to face the boy behind you. “I’ll leave you to deal with this one.”

[pinkoreano]

Hey so I need to know where all these people get this gay kpop smut because I hear about it and I want to know if you know where to find it. Please I'm a disappointment to mah family and I'm proud. Sarange.

Hahaha, don’t worry, I think I am for my family too (?). And I don’t really know what type or group smut are you talking about, but I’m leaving here some fanfic (that has smut) examples that I’ve read and their webs. Some of them are chaptered, other are oneshots, and some others are just hot asf. I tried choosing only the smutty ones, hope it helps!

EXO Fanfics:

• [Baekyeol/Chanbaek] Before Graduation

• [Baekyeol/Chanbaek] Fan Service

• [Baekyeol/Chanbaek] Can You Shut Up? (OneShot) 

• [Baekyeol/Chanbaek] Beauty In The Breakdown 

• [Hunhan] Addicted

•[Hunhan]Perfection’s Definition Must Be You

• [Hunhan] Toybox 

•[Hunhan] Branded

• [Sebaek/Baekyeol/Chanbaek] Bad Boys Receive Punishments 

• [Hunhan] Be Mine

• [Kaisoo] Sensitive

• [Kaisoo]  Underneath Me

•[Kaisoo] Under My Skin

• [Kaisoo] A Lover’s Greed

• [Kaisoo] Challenge Accepted

SHINee Fanfics:

• [Jongkey]  Life’s hard, but so’s my dick. 

• [Jongkey] What He Didn’t Know 

• [Jongkey] Pumpkin, Cinnamon, and Sex 

• [2min] Two Kings 

• [2min] Notice Me

BigBang Fanfics:

• [GTOP] Needs 

• [GTOP] Little Secrets

• [GRi] Lucky 

• [GRi] Wicked

• [GRi] Evil Urges

• [TOPRi] Pretending Like We’re Someone Else

• [GDYB] Reversed

GOT7 Fanfics:

• [Markjin] Baby, I Love Your Company.

• [Markjin] (You Are) My Wonderland 

• [Markson] Wholehearted

• [Markson] Body Party

• [Markson] All Tied Up

• [Markson] A Good Fuck

• [Mark/JB] Even Leaders Have Needs

• [2Jae] Dance Practice

Sites:

• Asian Fanfics• Archive Of Our Own• Live Journal• KPOP Fanfiction

Hope that was what you meant, If not, you can always spicify, i’ll be happy to help!

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You Didn’t Deny It (M)

Kim Jongin | Neighbors!AU | Crack | Smut | WC: 9.1k

“But you want Jongin to fuck you.” Running a hand through your hair, you glare at him. “Are we really having this conversation right now?” “You didn’t deny it.” 

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BTS REACTION to member walking in during shower sex

Smut week: Day 5

Jin

His lips were pressed tightly against your own as he savored your taste, his hands roaming your body. He pulled away to place kisses against your neck, surely leaving a mark. You felt as his hands started to travel lower towards your wet core, not just from the water pouring on you both. He heard your small whimper, looking over towards you to see your face as his fingers rubbed against your clit. You moaned, maybe a little too loud, as he placed a finger inside of you, curling it. He watched your face twist with pleasure, clutching your hands tightly onto his shoulders. You could feel his erection against you, and this caused you to quickly grab it, slowly jerking him off for a repayment. He groaned, kissing you again as you moaned loudly when he placed another finger in, picking up his pace. Just as you were about to cum, the door swung open, revealing a worried Namjoon.

“Are you ok- OH MY GOD I’M SO SORRY,” He quickly shut the door, not even giving you and Jin a chance to react quick enough.

Jin’s hand retracted from you, making you whimper, “Well, that was a surprise,” He laughed loudly.

Yoongi

He had one of your legs over his shoulder, swiping a long line across your soaking folds. You moaned, begging for more of him. He growled at your words, and desperate noises, and started to delve into you. You screamed, and his eyes shot up towards you, wanting to see your face as you were being pleasured. Your eyes connected with his own dark eyes as your hand went flying towards his head, your fingers tightly grasping his hair. He growled once again, loving the way you tasted and how you pushed his head further towards your core. You moaned again, and again, and your voice cracked as you felt two fingers being quickly pushed inside of you while his tongue still stimulated your swollen clit. He groaned when you tugged a little too hard on his strands, but he loved it nonetheless. You started to roll your hips against his face, about to cum all over his wet tongue.. When Park Jimin came walking in, eyes going wide as he stared. You saw his face, and you immediately tried to pull Yoongi away from your core, but he wasn’t having it as he pressed a hand against your hip.

“Y-Yoongi.. J-Jimin is.. There,” This caused him to look behind himself to see Jimin uttering millions of ‘Sorry’s.

Yoongi growled, “You better get the fuck out of here and let me finish off my kitten, before I get really mad.”

Jimin was quick to leave, closing the door.

You gasped, “Yoongi! Why were you so rude?!”

He rolled his eyes, his face returning to your core, making you moan, “His fault for not knocking.”

Namjoon

He had your body pressed against the wall, fucking you from behind roughly. Your loud moans encouraged him as he went faster, feeling as your walls started to convulse around his throbbing member. He groaned at the feeling, muttering in your ear on how hot you were, and how much he loved your tight pussy wrapped around him so perfectly. You were close to cumming, feeling your stomach coil with that familiar sensation as he thrusted harder into you. You squealed, your whimpers making your voice crack in the process. He knew you were close, egging you on by telling you to cum, and cum all over his dick. You shut your eyes tightly, moaned loudly. His fingers traveled towards your clit, his talented fingers working you towards your edge. And just as you came, your scream rippling past your throat, Jungkook came walking in. Namjoon noticed him right away, groaning as he saw his shook face.

“Get the hell out, Jungkook,” Namjoon muttered, watching as the boy blushed, hurriedly rushing out. You whipped your head around, embarrassment flooding through you.

“Oh my gosh!” You squealed.

“He’ll get over it,” He laughed, thrusting into you again, needing to cum.

Hoseok

He had you pinned against the wall, kissing you roughly as his hands roughly gripped your hips. You ran your fingers through his wet strands, feeling as his grip tightened on you, making you moan and pull away from him. He made sure to kiss down your neck, while leaving a mark. He roughly placed one of your legs around his hip, asking if you were okay. When you eagerly nodded, he smiled, placing a quick kiss against your lips before pushing into you. You whimpered, your fingers tightening in his hair. He groaned, waiting for you to adjust. He started out slowly, watching as your face started to twist and turn with pleasure. When you started to moan, he picked up his pace. But just as he was about to start ramming into you, the door swings open to reveal a rather tired Yoongi. Your eyes go wide, and Hoseok stops his thrusts altogether, wondering what you were staring at. His cheeks rushed with embarrassment.

“Will you two please keep quiet? I’m trying to sleep,” And with that, he slammed the door shut.

Hoseok looked back at you, his face and ears red, “I-uh..”

You rolled your hips against his own, making him groan and forget all about Yoongi walking in just a few seconds ago.

Jimin

He wanted to try something new that night. He was leaning against the wall of the shower, holding you up as your legs were tightly wrapped around him. He glided your wet folds over his dick, listening carefully to your moans at the new angle. He moaned back, his moans soft compared to your loud ones. He went slow, wanting it all to last. But the louder you moaned, and the more you begged him to finally just fuck you, he swore he was going to lose control soon. His girth felt so good inside you, and you wanted him to move faster. You started to roll your hips as much as you could in that position, and he groaned in your ear. He sped up his pace forgetting about taking it slow and wanting to hear you scream his name. You moaned loudly, it soon turning into a squeak as Jimin almost dropped you when he heard the door open. Jin was quick to close the door behind him, screaming beforehand, making you hear him. Your eyes widened, staring at Jimin with shock.

Jimin laughed, out of breath slightly, as he blushed heavily, “That was so embarrassing,” He chuckled, burying his head in the crook of your neck as you laughed with him, running your fingers through his hair.

Taehyung

At first it was an innocent shower, him softly placing kisses on your shoulder as he held you close to his chest, feeling as your chest pressed against his. His hands placed themselves on your waist while you softly ran your fingers through his hair while he hummed in appreciation. And, for some reason, his deep raspy voice turned you on. You quickly pressed your lips against his with a hungry moan, making his grip on you tighten. He was quick to respond, knowing what you wanted. You felt as his fingers crept towards your sopping entrance. You moaned as his slim fingers put pressure on your clit, going in slow circles. He groaned against your mouth, pulling away to bite down on your neck, making his mark on you. You moaned, throwing your head back while your hands tightened in his wet hair. He placed two of his slim, long fingers in you, making you whimper while his thumb stayed on your clit. His fingers picked up pace as he heard you moan right in his ear, your vocals echoing off the walls. Just as your walls started to tighten around his fingers and he groaned, Jung Hoseok came walking in casually. You squeaked out of surprise, Tae not noticing yet. You had to warn him as Hoseok’s eyes widened, before ushering out while screaming how sorry he was through the door.

“Go away, Hoseok-ah! I’m busy if you couldn’t tell!” When he knew Hoseok was gone, he sighed, resting his head against your shoulder, his fingers still inside you, “He just loves ruining the moment,” He chuckled softly, before moving his fingers again, “But that won’t stop me.”

Jungkook

Both of your legs were wrapped around his waist as he pounded into you with your back against the glass door. You moaned loudly into his ear as he whispered and groaned about how good you felt, and how much he loved to feel your wet pussy tightly around his cock. You moaned at his words, hearing him grunt when you started to clench your tight walls around him. He watched your face twist with pleasure, your eyes shut tightly as loud moans escaped that beautifully shaped mouth. You could feel his cock twitch inside you, making you hurriedly swat him away from you, wanting to suck him off until he came. He obeyed you when you moaned on how much you wanted his cock in your mouth. He groaned as he lowered you, watching you closely with dark eyes as you went on your knees. You quickly placed him in your mouth, bobbing your head furiously. He growled under his breath, tangling his fingers in your hair, pushing himself down your throat as you gagged. He enjoyed the sensation, and you could tell so you let him have his way with your mouth. Right when he came in your mouth, you swallowing it all, Taehyung came in, unaware of the both of you, before Jungkook screamed at him to get out. You got up, chuckling at Taehyung’s wide eyes as he profusely apologized, slamming the door shut.

Jungkook sighed, “Fuck, he better not think about you. You’re mine.”

You laughed, kissing him quickly, “I still need to cum, want to show me how much I belong to you?” His eyes gleamed at the request, making you smile.

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Noona’s Golden Rule {Kim Taehyung} ~Naughty November~

Prompt:  Hi! If you’re taking requests could you maybe write a Taehyung x female reader where the reader is the dom? And he’s supposed to say thank you when reader makes him come but he forgets to so reader punishes him by making him come again? And he’s all whiny and squirmy, and maybe reader is his noona? Sorry if that’s a lot! Thanks!!

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warning:  noona!kink, dom!reader, sub!taehyung

Requests Open || Smut Game 1 || Smut Game 2 || Smut Game 3 || Smut Game 4 || Smut Game 5 || BTS Masterlist || GOT7 Masterlist || Monsta X Masterlist

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The Birthday Boy I {Jeon Jungkook}

Prompt: It’s Jungkook’s birthday, you treat him to his first gift of the day…

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warning: none

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Peep Show

Word Count: 5457

Warning: Smut with voyeurism and exhibitionism

A/N: This story is a tad bit longer than the other ones I had posted. So please sit back, relax, and enjoy the show!

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“I can’t do this anymore. It’s over, y/n.”

You stared at your boyfriend, shocked at the words that just escaped from his mouth. This was not how you saw your two year anniversary going. You had planned a nice romantic evening at your apartment for you and your boyfriend, Chris. He was supposed to come over at six for a cheesy candlelit dinner you had prepared. Followed by a movie on your cozy couch which would result in you two snuggling up together in each other’s arms. Then the night would end with a little physical contact in the bedroom and lots of R&R the next day. But of course, Chris had other plans. He came over empty handed! And not only that, he forgot it was your anniversary! Chris had expressed that he had fallen out of love with you for some time now and he wanted to seek excitement elsewhere. You were blindsided by his confession and completely heartbroken.

“But Chris, can’t we-”

“NO, Y/N! We are over! There’s nothing more you can say that will make me change my mind. Besides, I started seeing someone else.”

Chris left your apartment leaving you on the floor in a balling mess.

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One Week Later…

“Y/n! This is ridiculous!” Your best friend yelled as she pulled the blinds open, letting light enter your apartment. “Besides work, you haven’t let this damn place!”

You lowered your head in shame. You didn’t mean to isolate yourself from the world but the breakup was still fresh on your mind. You had given two years of your life to a guy, thinking that he loved you only for him to tell he was bored with the relationship. It was embarrassing and also insulting. You didn’t look at the situation as if it was his choice but blamed yourself because you couldn’t keep him happy. A few tears fell from your eyes. Your best friend rushed to your side, holding you close.

“Don’t you dare cry over that asshole, y/n. He doesn’t deserve your tears or thoughts,” she wiped your cheeks. “Guys don’t think when it comes to relationships. All they want is for someone, who isn’t their mother, to take care of them and supply them with sex and food. You remembered what happened with my ex?”

You thought back to the many phone calls you two shared because her ex boyfriend. If there was a king of douche bag boyfriends, he would be it. Not only did he cheat on her but he trashed her apartment and stole her money before he disappeared. You two were up all night driving around looking for him. At the time, you were relieved Chris wasn’t like that but you also didn’t expect him to walk out on you.

“Anyways, I learned from the situation. I’m too young to settle down and now I’m living my life just the way I want it. I don’t need a boyfriend and I keep a few guys around to handle my needs. Yep! Life is just wonderful which is why I don’t want you hanging in the house anymore. Let’s invite a few more friends, get dressed up and go out tonight. What do you say?”

You thought it over for a second. To hell with Chris! If he didn’t appreciate you then it was his lost. Eventually, someone will come along and appreciate what an amazing person you were. But that day was not today, so why not go out and have fun?

“Hell yeah! Count me in!” You shouted as you jumped up from the couch, storming into your bedroom closet to look for something to wear.

A couple hours later, you, your best friend, and three other girls stood in line waiting to get inside a club. You decided on wearing a simple black dress that hung off of your shoulders and black stilettos heels. Tonight you wanted to focus solely on having fun and not about Chris and what he could possibly be doing at that moment. It wasn’t long before you were let in and the blast of music followed by people all over made you tense. Your best friend noticed.

“Relax, I know it’s been awhile since you put yourself out there but you don’t have to worry. Just enjoy yourself.” She whispered in your ear. You offered her weak smile and nodded.

As the night went on, everyone was having a good time. Your group of friends were chatting with a group of guys and you danced and drank a little too much to the point that you were tipsy. You heard your friend say something about going to another club and everyone got up to leave. You tried to keep up but ended up getting lost on the street. You checked your phone but had no signal to make a call.

As you walked around looking for them, the cool outside air sobered you up. It had been ten minutes and still no sign of your friends. You were about to hail for a cab and head home until you realized you were standing in front of a club. “Desire” spelled out in red neon lights and just below the name, words in white read “live shows”. Weird. It didn’t seem like the average place to party and held some mystery to it.

“They couldn’t have come here,” you mumbled to yourself, looking around. “What the hell. No harm in checking.”

You entered through the door and immediately felt the change in atmosphere from the previous club. The furniture and walls were white with a luminous blue light reflecting off of it. The slow sensual music was loud but not enough to hear from outside. Overall, you liked the place. Everyone there was wearing all black and a mask across their face, hiding their identity. You noticed they each sported a different color wristband as well. A man approached you. His choice of clothes, although were black, was different from everyone else’s. In fact, only six men wore that uniform.

“Good evening and welcome to Desire. May I ask which show would you be interested in?” He spoke.

“Well, I was looking for my friends. I thought had came in here but I guess I am mistaken.” You told him as you continued to look around. He could sense your curiosity and offered you light smile.

“If you are interested, I could give you a tour.”

He offered his hand to you. You were hesitant but decided to take it. You thought about your friends. Wondering if they were looking for you or if they went to the club or home. He led you through the crowd, handing you a glass of champagne along the way.

“What kind of place is this? It doesn’t seem like a club.” You asked.

“That’s because this is a lounge, for entertainment purposes only. This is the main floor. Some nights the stage is available for musical performances while the guests mingle but that’s not tonight. We offer drinks, food, and music. People pay to relax, make small talk, and to watch.”

“To watch? Watch what?” Confusion etched across your faced.

You two stopped in front a black door, shield away by a black, velvety curtain located in the back. He held the door open for you and you walked through. In this area of the lounge, the walls were red, the furniture was black, and the light shining from above was bright for you to see everything.

“Our peep shows range from whatever you desire. If you have a kink for control, then I would suggest the bdsm shows or if you’re into dress up, there’s the role play shows. Orgies, gay sex, spankings, cross dressing… you name it, we have it for your viewing.” Your head was swimming in thoughts. Out of all the places, you end up in the fetish club. It was all so overwhelming.

“So have you decided on a show?” He asked, tearing you from your thoughts. You nervously rubbed your hands together.

“Actually, this is too much for me,” you admitted, turning to face him. “I don’t even know what my kinks are. I just simply enjoyed sex.”

“Ah! I know the perfect room for you and the show is just about to start.”

The host walked over to you and placed a white wristband around your wrist. Once again he led you to a door. Inside only held a single black chair.

“Which one is this?” You were almost scared to ask.

“This is Jimin. He is the crowd’s favorite.”

“Wait!” You stopped momentarily. “Will I be the only one watching?”

“Of course. For privacy reasons, we only offer one person per room.”

He ushered you inside and entered behind you, shutting the door. You took a seat and stared ahead. The black curtain parted, opening the sensual scene to your eyes. The couple was guarded by a two-way glass screen. A dirty blonde haired man, dressed only in his boxer briefs, was kissing down a woman’s neck. She had long silky dark brown hair surrounding a beautiful face. She could have definitely considered being a model if she wasn’t an exhibitionist.

Both of them were kneeling with their bodies faced towards you. His face was concealed from your view as he kissed down her back. The bra the woman was wearing loosened and she pulled it off exposing her small breasts to your gaze. Their bodies fell forward with their backside in the air. He backed away from her to stand properly. His body was well defined and chiseled but not too muscular. His hand flipped his hair out of his face, locking eyes with you. When he did that, your heart nearly stopped beating. He was breathtakingly gorgeous. You gasped, sitting up straight in the chair.

“I see you like, Jimin.” The host whispered into your ear. You weren’t even aware, he was even there.

“Yes, he is very handsome.” You mumble, unable to take your eyes off of him.

“Maybe your kink is to watch or being watched. Come here often and you will learn why he is the crowd’s favorite. Have a good evening.”

The host exited the room, leaving you to watch the rest of the show. Jimin had turned his gaze away from you and back to his partner. She rolled over on her back, sliding her hands down her body resting on her private area. Her hand moved to the inside of her panties as she lifted her hips off of the bed. You couldn’t hear their voices or sounds but by the look on her face, you could tell she was enjoying the pleasure she gave herself. Jimin watched her with hunger in his eyes. You saw his lips move and immediately she was bent over in front of him. His underwear slid down his thighs, resting at his knees. His hands gripped her hair as his hips thrust forward. You watched him fuck her mouth as yours watered to get a taste. He reached over and slapped her panty covered ass. Your hand twitched as if he just slammed yours. Jimin suddenly pushed the girl on her back, yanking her panties off her legs. You were able to see his thick cock, standing proudly against his abs. It was then you felt a strong urge between your own legs. Closing your thighs tightly, you could feel how wet your panties were. Jimin rid himself of his last bit of clothing and closed the gap between him and his lover. He found your eyes once again as he spread her legs wide and he entered her. You softly moaned out at the same time the girl threw her head back. You watched him fucked her mercilessly wishing it was you. Soon you could see a thin layer of sweat that coated his back. You groaned to yourself. You would give anything to hear their lovemaking.

They suddenly rolled over and the woman was on top. She had braced both hands on his chest was rode him with such forced. Her hair was wild and untamed and both of their eyes were shut as they became lost in the feeling. His hands held on to her hips helping her grind on his cock. You could tell they were close by speed of their movements. The girl frozen her body, her scrunched up and her mouth hung open in a perfect ‘o’. Jimin pushed her off of him and stood. Quickly stroking himself until he came all over her face. The last thing you saw was their heavy breathing before the curtain close.

You sat there amazed at what you had just witnessed. You were on the edge of the chair and your fingers left indents in the leather. Your breathing was just as labored, you may as well have been fucking.

“Shit…” you stated, astonished.

~~~

You lied in bed, tossing and turning at the unrelieved pressure between your legs. Over and over the show played in your head since you made it home. Your friends eventually called and told you they were headed home for the night. You neglected to tell them about your mystery club and instead, wished them a good night. You thought back to how Jimin hammered into that woman. The way his muscles in his ass flexed and the satisfied look on her face, giving her quite a fuck.

“Jimin…” you breathed his name.

There was something about him that intrigued you. The look of hunger in his eyes as you stared at each other. It almost felt as though he was fucking you. You certainly felt the connection and knew why everyone favored his shows. He had a presence that invited you in. Even in that type of setting, you felt welcomed. You wondered how many women left that place panties wet, horny as hell, wishing Jimin would fuck them. Knowing them, they probably just found a random guy in the lounge and brought him home for an easy one night stand. But you… you wanted Jimin.

So it was no surprise that you went back the next night. You stared at the neon sign before walking inside. Immediately, you spotted who you were looking for and smiled.

“Good evening and welcome back to Desire. May I ask which shows are you interested in seeing tonight.” The host asked.

“I would like to see The Crowd’s Favorite. Is he available?” You replied with a smile, handing him your first payment. He smiled back and gave you a slight nod. This time he placed a red colored wristband on your arm. He led you pass the black door to the rooms where the shows were being presented. He handed you a black laced mask before leaving you by yourself.

“Enjoy the show.”

You found his specific room and entered, taking a seat in the chair. You stared at the mask in your hands, debating on whether to wear it or not. You decided not to since people had already seen your face. Taking a deep breath, you waited for the curtain to open and a minute later it did.

The same woman was laid out on the bed, her fingers buried deep within her cunt. She was the only one who was visible and you wondered where Jimin was. Her eyes were shut and her lips were parted. You thought about how it would feel to put your body on display for a man or woman to see. To let them see you spread wide, performing lewd acts by yourself or with a partner. It sounds interesting but you didn’t have the guts. Maybe that’s why Chris decided to leave. You didn’t provide enough excitement in the bedroom and your sex life became dull.

As soon as you shook the depressing thought from your mind, Jimin appeared and climbed onto the bed. He snatched the woman’s hand away from her pussy and held them both above her head. She mouthed something to him as she started fidgeting. He brought his fingers up to his mouth, wetting them before they were pressed against her clit. Slowly, his fingers rubbed circles around the nub. You watched her back arch, lifting her chest in the air. Your breathing increased as well. Jimin slipped one finger after another into her twat until three of his fingers rested inside her. He worked them slowly against her walls, ultimately speeding up his pace. You couldn’t help the sudden rush you were feeling. Your fingers found what they was looking for in the inside of your panties. You were already soaked and wasted no time plunging your fingers into your pussy, trying to match his speed. Your eyes shut momentarily as you moaned out in pleasure. When they opened, you found Jimin watching you instead of his lover. His eyes drifted down from your face to your hand inside your panties. You felt your face heat up in embarrassment but you were too far gone to stop now. You opened your legs wider and used your other hand to massage your clit. Your juices flowed down your ass and onto the leather fabric. Your eyes closed again, imagining it was his fingers. You picture his naked body leaning over you, watching as you were about to cum. You looked past your heavy lids and saw Jimin lick and bite his bottom lip, his eyes still locked on your crotched.

“Oh fuck! Fuck! FUCK!” You chanted, feeling your stomach tighten.

Your head fell back and you screamed out as your orgasm washed over you. You swallowed hard, coming to the reality of what you had done. Your legs twitched from the aftermath and your panties were now ruined. When you lifted your head to face Jimin, he had a smirk on his face and a very hard dick in his boxers. You nervously shifted in your seat before getting up and running out of the room. You left the lounge, walking in no particular direction. After awhile, you stopped to calm down.

“What the hell, y/n! How do I go back after what I just did?!” You yelled to yourself.

“Simple, you just come back and take a seat because I’d love to see what else you have up your sleeve.” A deep voice joined the conversation. You turned around only to come face to face with Jimin. You immediately turned away from him and covered your face.

“I’m so sorry. I was caught up in the moment. I don’t know what came over me?”

Jimin smiled and crossed his arms. “Why are you apologizing? I enjoyed it very much.”

“Really?” You faced him. It was then you noticed his clothes hung loosely on his person, as if he rushed to get dressed.

“Absolutely! It seemed more real and genuine, better than the other shows I’ve seen.”

“That’s because it was. I was horny and I had imagined that it was you that was touching me. Like I said be– WAIT A MINUTE! Does that mean these shows aren’t real?!”

Jimin threw his head back and laughed out loud. “Of course it’s real. We are performers. It’s our job to keep the audience entertained any way possible. But doing the same thing over and over can seem artificial or rehearsed. But I can assure you, it’s real.”

“Oh.” You mumbled, running out of words to say.

“You know, you are quite experienced for a voyeur. Have you considered being an exhibitionist?”

Your eyes widen and you vigorously shook your head. “NO! There’s no way I could do that.”

“Why not? Are you afraid you might like it?” He smirked. You blankly stared at him, unable to answer. There was a possibility that he could be right. Since you came to that place, it gave boost of confidence and a high dosage of sexual excitement that was dying to escape your body. “Do me a favor. Come to the lounge tomorrow night, same time. Wear something comfortable but have on black undergarments. I will meet you in the back.” And with that, Jimin winked at you and walked away.

~~~

The next night, you had dressed exactly how Jimin said. Wearing black cheeky panties under blue jeans and a thin black dress that you pulled up into a makeshift shirt. All hidden under your black jacket. More than the regular share of people were there when you entered the lounge. Tonight, the stage was open and everyone’s attention was on an older woman who softly sung into the microphone. You looked around but couldn’t find your usual host.

“Welcome to Desire. Are you looking for someone in particular or are you interested in a show?” A deep voice asked you.

You faced the man who was dressed as a host but the only difference was that he wore a mask. From your time being there, not once have you seen them wear one.

“Yes, I was looking for you actually.” You stated confidently. Jimin removed his mask and held out his hand which you easily took.

“I had to make sure you didn’t change your mind.”

“If I did, I wouldn’t have come tonight.”

He led you to an unknown area of the club, one you were unfamiliar with. Opening a door, you were present to tiny room with a single bed inside. When you saw the closed curtain, your stomach dropped and you could feel each nerve tighten under your skin. You didn’t know if you were ready to perform such a task.

“Take off your coat and pants” Jimin spoke. He had already shed his clothes and stood in nothing but boxer briefs. Your eyes traced over every inch of him and his body looked even better close up. With trembling hands, you removed your clothes and handed it him. He sat them off to side and pulled you over to the bed. He stood in front of you, taking in your figure. You took deep slow breaths to calm yourself. Jimin picked up on your mood.

“You know you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I won’t be upset that my beautiful date for the night decided to leave me.” He joked. You smiled, feeling a bit bashful.

“Well I already came this far and I wondered what it was like to be watched.”

“But I already watched you.”

You thought for a moment before answering. “Yes, but it I wanted to experience being watched while someone does explicit things to my body. Knowing that you were watching me, only lit the flame and what I want is a forest fire.”

Jimin walked closer, his lips barely touching yours. “Was I the one doing explicit things to your body?”

“Every time.” You breathed out.

“Relax, close your eyes, and tell me about it.”

You close your eyes and felt his presence move away from you. You cheered yourself on in your head, trying to recant your fantasies. “First, you would approach me quietly, leaving wet kisses on my neck. Your hands would roam over my breasts, lightly massaging them.”

As you spoke, you felt Jimin’s hard figure behind you. His hands gently traced up your sides, moving from under your arms to cup your breasts. He fondled the mounds of soft tissue, rubbing his thumbs along your now hard nipples. His head leaned against yours and you felt his warm breath in your ear.

“What kind of shy girl leaves home without a bra? I guess you’re not as innocent as you think.” You moaned out feeling your wetness coat your underwear. “Come on, don’t slow down now, baby. Tell me what else I do to you.”

“One of your hands goes inside my panties and you tease me before finger fucking me.”

He lifted your right leg in the air, hooking his arm under it. His hand eased their way inside your panties, rubbing his fingers along your wet lips. Your head fell back on his shoulder and your hand massaged his scalp. His other hand slipped under your dress and pinched your nipple. Spreading out his fingers, Jimin was able to play with clit and tease your entrance. You were so wet, you were dripping down your thighs.

“Open your eyes.” He whispered in your ear.

You opened your eyes and lifted your head back into its position on your shoulders. The curtains were wide open and a woman sat in the chair in front of you. She was wearing her mask so you couldn’t see her face but the look in her eyes told you everything. She was just as interested as you had been when you first showed up. Jimin lowered your leg and moved his hands away. He turned your body to face his as he gripped your panties and yanked them down your legs. He pulled the neckline of your dress down, stretching it as he bent his head to capture your areola in his mouth. As he sucked, you felt his tongue flicking at your nipple. His tongue traced up your body until his mouth found yours. The kiss was a very heated one. Your tongue explored every inch of his mouth and vice versa.

“Let’s give our guest the proper performance, shall we?” He stated. You smiled and nodded. Jimin help pulled your dress off. “Lay on the bed on your back with your head hanging over.”

You followed his command, staring at his upside down figure. Jimin pulled down his boxers, showing off his semi hard cock. When he leaned over to touch your pussy, you came face to face with his genitals. You felt both of his arms wrap around your waist before you were being lift in the air. Almost immediately, his tongue invaded your other lips. Steadying one hand on his thigh and the other around his shaft, you sucked down the mushroom tip. Like a cock hungry slut, you eagerly shoved his cock in your mouth. Taking in as much as you can. Jimin groaned as he lapped at your clit. He licked to your opening, shoving his tongue in as deep as it could go. You were the wettest you had ever been and he was drinking down every drop. You could feel yourself tightening around his little pink muscle.

“Hold it in. We are not done yet.”

Jimin lowered you to the floor and maneuvered you over to the glass screen so that your body was pressed up against it. In one stroke he entered you, squishing your breasts to the glass. The woman almost fell out of her chair at the view she was getting. Jimin pounded into your pussy, spreading your ass cheeks to sink in deeper. You were a moaning mess, the element of pleasure plastered across your face. You pushed your backside against him wanting to feel more.

“Lift your leg up so she can see what I’m doing to you. I want this image burned into her mind.” Jimin growled, sinking his teeth into your shoulder blade.

You did what he said only to feel his hand come around your waist. He pinched your swollen clit between his thumb and middle finger, using his index to flick the bundle of nerves. His hips picked up speed occasionally grinding himself into you. Your sweaty hands slid down the screen, as you were on the verge of cumming. If only you could witness what the woman was seeing. This was your third come coming to the club, it all boiled down to this moment. Falling apart in front a stranger’s eyes all because of Jimin’s actions. Your breathing increased and you could no longer hold back your excitement.

“Oh God!” You screamed out, releasing so hard Jimin’s cock was forced out of your cunt.

You gasped for air, still feeling your high as your juices puddling under you. Jimin watched you in amazement. He had his usual pleased smirk on his face. But the show wasn’t over just yet. Falling to your knees, you grasped his cock in your hands stroking him to release. You opened your mouth and held out your tongue, waiting on his salty white liquid to land on it. It wasn’t long before his legs buckled and rope after rope of sperm spurted all over your face. There was so much, it almost covered your face entirely.

By now the curtain had closed and Jimin was cleaning you up with a fresh towel. As soon as he finished, he pulled you down onto the bed so you two could rest. Your mind raced with thoughts of what you had just done. A big smile spread across your face. You didn’t think you could do it but you did and was proud of yourself. You suddenly felt like a different person.

“You know, you never told me your name.” He chuckled, interrupting your thoughts. You slapped your palm against your forehead. How could you be so forgetful?

“Oh my God, you’re right! I don’t know when I became such a daring person. My name is y/n.”

“Well y/n, it is nice to meet you. But I think you’ve always been that way and you’re just now finding out what interests you. You are a natural born exhibitionist and I would like to help you explore more of that side. Plus more.”

You were silently hoping that this experience with Jimin wouldn’t just be a one-time thing but you also weren’t ready to show your body off every night like he did.

“Let me think it over, okay?”

~~~

One Month Later

You didn’t know how in the world you found yourself sitting across from Chris at a restaurant but you were. He had suddenly called you up out of the blue asking if you were available to talk. And you agreed because he denied you the talk you wanted when he walked out. He stared at you, taking in your appearance. He smiled as he talked.

“I’m glad you decided to join me today. It’s good to see you, y/n. I don’t know what it is but you have this glow about you. You look nice.”

“Thank you. What did you want to talk about?”

He cleared his throat and moved nervously in his seat. “Well, I want to apologize for what happened the last time we talked. I was a jerk for how I treated you and I’m sorry.”

“Mmm…” You raised an eyebrow, sipping on your drink. Your phone dinged and you picked it up to check the message. Chris rubbed his hands together and leaned forward.

“And I was wondering if you could give us another shot? I miss you and I realize you are the woman for me.” He smiled. You felt your heart beating rapidly in your chest at his words. You didn’t think you ever heard him say it. You put your phone down and stared into his eyes.

“Is that how you really feel, Chris?”

“It is,” he took your hand in his. “I really want this. I love you y/n.”

You smiled. “That’s good to hear… but I think that’s the problem. I’m too much of a woman for you,” you stated as you pulled your hand away, gathering your things to leave. “I don’t want to be with a guy who is quick to toss me aside because he thinks I’m no longer valuable. Not once did you talk to me and express how unhappy you were. Instead you decided to leave me looking for something better and judging by how you are back in my face asking for a second chance, I assumed you didn’t find it. I’m sorry, Chris but I’m not someone you drop and pick up every time you feel you want a girlfriend.”

You stood to leave but decided to offer a few choice words to your ex boyfriend. “So to put it frankly, you don’t deserve another second of my time. Fuck no and fuck you! Have a nice life.”

You blew him a kiss and walked away. You smiled brightly as you walked up to Jimin, who was waiting by his car. He looked damn good in all black with his blonde hair blowing in the wind. When he spotted you, he returned your smile and opened his arms when you embraced him. You two shared a brief kiss and Chris, who was watching the entire time, turned his head away in anger. Jimin helped you into the passenger side before he hopped in the driver’s seat. He pulled off, driving to nowhere in particular. You took his hand in yours and the two of sat back and enjoyed the ride.

Your best friend was right. You were young and didn’t need a boyfriend. Not when you had your favorite performer ready to dick you down and turn you out when you needed it. Yes, life was marvelous!

[silhouetted-beauty]

Queen

Word Count: 3,321

Warning: Smut

A/N: Even though I don’t think I stated it in the story, this is a college setting. But I’m changing it up and making the story from Namjoon’s POV. I hope you enjoy!

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I sat in the back of the lecture hall and waited for her to enter. Nobody knew my feelings about her and I planned on keeping it that way. She was different from all the girls I was use to talking to and was the only reason why I never miss a class. She was smart, beautiful and had a body that captured the attention of men from different age groups. She was everything I wanted and needed. If I could express my love for her it would be the feeling adrenaline junkies get when they have near-death experiences, the feeling addicts achieve when they reached their high for the first time, even the feeling a mother gets when she sees her newborn after giving birth.

I don’t know when my feelings for her developed into something deeper. But I knew that nobody else could make me feel this way… nobody has. Certainly not all my ex girlfriends or girls I simply stuck my dick into. With her, I wanted to know everything about her. Her joys, her pains, her fears, her smiles and happiness. I wanted it all for myself. I wanted her to know that whatever she wanted, I would do everything in my power to deliver. When she speaks I listen to every word that comes out of her mouth. The way she interacts with everyone and happily giggles when they made a quick connection. She didn’t mind if we called her by her first name. In fact, she reminded us, daily, to use it instead of her last. Y/n… I loved the way that sounds rolling off my tongue.

I laugh to myself at the thought. Here I was, about to give this woman my heart, soul and body and she knew nothing about me, not even how I felt about her.

“Hey Joon? What’s got you giggling to yourself like a little school girl?”

I look over at my best friend, Jin. “Nothing, just thinking of some random shit.”

I couldn’t tell him how I was daydreaming about the most beautiful woman in the world, he wouldn’t even begin to understand. I occupied the rest of my time by chatting with a few of my close friends.

My heart stopped when she walked into the classroom. She was talking with another girl, Ami, who was in this class. Everyone thought Ami was the hottest girl in the room but she couldn’t hold a candle to my queen. There were plenty of times she tried to get my attention but all it did was annoy me. She was always sucking up to me, either talking about my choice of clothes, how smart I am, or music. To which, I commented on the artist and she stared at me as if I asked her a math problem. No, she wasn’t worth my time.

They went their separate ways, Ami to her seat and y/n to the front of the class.

“Good afternoon everyone. Did you all have a good weekend?” Her soft voice spoke. I sat up straight in my seat and focused on whatever she was going to teach us for the day.

As she wrote on the board my eyes traveled to her body. The sound of her heels clicked and clacked as she moved around. Her dark creamy skin was hidden under her baby blue button up shirt and black pencil skirt. Oh my god, her ass looked so plump I just wanted to bite into it. Her hair was styled in a pixie cut which sometimes shocks me. I always thought I loved women with longer hair but I found short hair even more attractive and sexy on her. I watched her stand on her tippy toes, reaching up to scribble at the top. When she finished, the entire board was covered with notes.

“So, let’s begin with a little class discussion.”

~

Everyone gathered up their belonging to go, while I stayed behind. Y/n and I would usually end our time socializing about how class went then gradually moving on to other topics. I wished like hell I could invite her out for drinks and talk some more. There is nothing sexier than a woman with a lot of knowledge. But today, I had to wait for this asshole to leave.

Sometime during class, an older man sat in on our lecture. Y/n introduced him as a beginning teacher but I could see a sleaze ball from a mile away. All he did was check her out the entire time. Especially when y/n dropped her marker and bent over. Trust me, that was a wonderful sight to see but that gave him no right to ogle her like a pervert. She was too precious for that.

When I saw him gather his things to go, I did too. There was no way in hell I was leaving her alone with him, not even for a second. I walked towards the pair, trying not to listen in on their conversation. But let’s just say, I wasn’t putting up much of an effort.

“Thanks again for having me today.”

“Oh it was no problem at all. I’m glad you could join us and I hope it’s gave you a little insight on the course and my method of teaching.”

I watched at this asshole checked her out AGAIN for the hundredth time today!

“It did,” he was about to leave but stopped. “Congratulations on the news. Your fiancé is a lucky man. If only I met you first.”

I watched her offered a small smile. “Thank you, you are very sweet.”

Finally! The asshole left but his words were suddenly registering in my head. FIANCÉ!!! She was getting married! My heart felt like it was breaking in my chest. She was my woman! Nobody else’s! I couldn’t help but feel betrayed. How could she do this to me? My mind was racing, I thought my head would explode.

“Namjoon? Are you okay?” Her voice spoke to me.

I looked up to see a concerning look on her face then my vision went straight her hands. There it was, as clear as day. Her engagement ring shining bright on her petite polished finger. So many emotions were circulating through my body that I had a hard time holding them in.

“No I’m not okay!” My hands were starting to tremble and I was losing control of the situation. “Why didn’t you tell me you were getting fucking married?!”

Her eyes widen at my words and her mouth hung open struggling to find the words to say. “W-What?…”

“I’m fucking head over heels in love with you y/n! I have been for a while!”

“I… I… don’t know what to say, Namjoon. I’m your teacher and you are my student. It would be against the rules if either one of us engaged in inappropriate behavior. Not only would I get in trouble but you could too.”

“I know that, trust me I do. But I can’t change the way I feel about you.”

“But I am getting married in a couple months… I’m sorry.” I could see that this conversation was taking her out of her element and making her uncomfortable but I couldn’t stop. I refuse to give up the fight.

“But you don’t really love him do you? What about all the talks we had after every class. Tell me you didn’t feel something between us!”

“Yes I did feel something! I enjoy our talks and I like the company. It’s not every day I meet a student that can not only keep up in conversations about what’s going on in the world but also make me exercise my brain. But I pushed away those feeling, Namjoon! You are my student!” She sighed and lowered her head, breaking eye contact with me. “Besides, I love my fiancé. I wouldn’t have said yes if I didn’t mean it.”

“I don’t think you mean it, y/n,” I said stepping closer to her. It was if my body was acting on its’ own. “I don’t think you really love him like you say.”

She stepped back every step I took forward until her ass was pressed against the board and I stood right in front of her.

“B-But I do. I do love him.”

I smirked and leaned in, our lips barely touching. “Then stop me.”

I felt her place both hands on my chest but she didn’t push me away. I took that as my que to continue. I brushed my lips against hers slowly trying to savor this moment. This was what I wanted and had been waiting for months. Always wondering how her lips felt and tasted. It was better than I imagined they would be, soft, sweet, and plumped. I took her hands in my own. Breaking away from the kiss, I brought her hand to my lips and placed gentle kisses on them. I looked up into her eyes. I could see the uncertainty through each lens.

“I know I haven’t given you a reason to but just trust me. I promise it will be okay.” I spoke to her.

Y/n was quiet for some time and I was worried she would leave. She gave me a small nod and my heart swelled in my chest. IT WAS FINALLY HAPPENING! I could barely believe it myself! I definitely plan on taking my time with her, I didn’t want to rush. When I went back to kiss her lips, she met me half way. Her tongue rubbed against my bottom lip and I instantly granted her access. The fact that she was trying to take the lead, spoke volumes to me. It showed me that she felt the same way and I wasn’t just acting on my feelings alone. As our tongues danced together, her arms went around my neck and my hands pulled her waist close to my body. My heart was racing and beating so hard I wouldn’t even have heard a stadium crowd if they were cheering for us.

I moved one of her hands and placed it on my chest. I broke away from the kiss to speak. “This is what you do to me. Nobody else can make me feel like this.”

She looked up at me in surprise. Her eyes searched mine for any sense of falsehood. Y/n closed the gap between us, embracing me. I held her tight for fear she might leave if I let go. I felt her shift and then her breath in my ear.

“I’m sorry,” she hugged me tighter. “I’m sorry that I never knew how you felt. It must have been killing you inside. I know because I felt the same way but I was scared. I was scared of this moment.”

I could feel her heart slipping away from me but I’m not letting it go. I can’t let go, not even if I wanted to. I cupped her face with both hands and kissed her hard. I maneuvered her over to her desk and sat her down on the edge. I stood between her legs and let my hands roam over her body. Grinding my bulge against her heat, my hands wandered under her skirt, pulling it up to her hips and exposing her ass. My lips kissed down her jawline to neck to the top of her breasts. I backed away from her to grab a chair, lining my face with her covered pussy.

Running my finger down her panties, I lightly coated the tip with her juices. She was ready for me but I wasn’t going to enter her just yet. I brought my face closer and licked the thin cloth. Her breath hitched in her throat as she watched me. I moved her panties to the side took a long torturous lick up to her clit. I let my eyes close as her scent and taste invaded my senses. She tasted absolutely delectable! Like I could live off of her nectar alone and never get tired of it. I gathered her juices on my tongue, swallowing it down. I gave her clit a few hard licks as I felt her hands pull at my hair. She was whimpering above me, trying her hardest to keep her voice low. Using my thumbs to part her lips, I licked and sucked around her entrance before diving my tongue inside her. She lifted her leg over my shoulder, resting it at the top of the chair.

“Shit… you’re gonna make me cum, Joon.”

That was exactly what I wanted to hear. My dick ached in my pants, waiting to get a piece of the action. I took her underwear off, sending it flying in the air landing on the floor behind me. I had every intention of fucking her wet pussy on my tongue. That is… until there was a knock at the door. Y/n panicked. She quickly stood, fixing her clothes. She pushed me under the desk and sat down in the chair, closing me inside the tight space. Before she could speak, I heard the door open and a man’s voice.

“Oh good, you’re still here. There was a few things I wanted to talk to you about. Are you busy?”

“N-Not at all, Chairman,” I could hear the nervousness in her voice and understood why. This guy was like her boss. “What is it?”

“It’s about the guy I hired for the other teaching position. Do you think he is the right man for the job?”

“I… I don’t think I have the authority to answer such a question. I am just a teacher myself.”

“I know, but you worked here for a couple years, you’re a great teacher, and I value your opinion.”

I was growing bored of their school talk and decided to tease her a bit. I slowly opened her legs and kissed up her thick thighs. She cleared her throat and I wasn’t sure if it was directed at me or her boss.

“Well since you put it like that, I think everyone deserves a chance. Put him to work, time will tell if he the right man.”

She tried to force her legs close but I nibbled on the inside of her thigh, feeling her jump in her seat. I pulled her body closer to the edge of the seat and placed a nice wet kiss on her swelled clit. Opening my mouth, I covered the bud and sucked on it. She was fidgeting so much, I’m surprised her boss didn’t notice.

“By the way, y/n, I hope I’m not stepping out of line when I say this but you should reconsider getting married.”

“What do you mean?” She sounded confused and even I froze my movements to hear what he had to say.

“Well I was hoping you’d give me a chance to take you out. I really am a decent man and I want to get to know you on a personal level.”

HELL FUCKING NO! My mind screamed. Not my woman! If I wasn’t in this position and she wasn’t afraid of losing her job, I would have gotten up and beat his ass where he stood. I was furious! The entire male faculty must be full of creeps and this ultimate asshole as the ring leader. I plunged my fingers into her pussy moving them fast. My tongue roughly licked her clit. It wasn’t my intentions to take my frustrations out on her but it would have to do until I can get that jerk alone. She was leaking all over my hand and chair. And if she didn’t keep up the conversation, her boss would soon hear the sounds of my fingers in her dripping wet cunt.

“T-Thanks for the offer, Chairman. But my mind is made up, I’m happy with who I am with at the moment.”

“Well, a man can try, right?” He laughed and to cover up her moans, she slowly laughed too.

I was hoping he was finished talking so me and her can get back to the moment he interrupted. Her inner muscles tightened around my two fingers and I knew she was close.

“Is this a student’s?” I heard him speak again. By now, she was twisting and turning, trying to hold back her orgasm. I figured he was talking about my backpack. It was the only thing, sitting in an empty classroom.

“Yes! That’s my student’s. I-I told her I would look after her things w-while she was in the ladies room.” She grunted out.

The room went quiet but the moment I heard the door close, she gripped my hair and moaned out cumming all over my fingers. I held her still and slowly licked her clit until she came down from her high. She rolled her chair back allowing me to exit.

“Her?” I questioned, looking up at her. She was out of breath, her chest heaving up and down.

“It would… look… suspicious… if I said… it belongs… to a guy.”

I pulled her down, making her straddle my lap. She smiled and kissed me, cleaning her juices from my mouth. I laid her back on the floor and situated myself between her legs. I took off my shirt and worked to get my jeans undone. My cock hit my toned stomach, oozing precum. She sat up and leaned forward, licking me clean before she laid back and spread her legs wide.

“Take me Namjoon.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice. I braced my hands on the floor besides her waist. Using my hips, I watched my cock sink into her. We both groaned as her warm velvety center massaged me. I leaned forward and rested my head in the crevice of her neck. My hips thrust forward, going deep as in her walls as I could. Over and over I pounded into her, feeling her body jerk to my ministrations. She was like heaven! It was as if God crafted her to fit my every need. Yes, she was my woman for a reason. I couldn’t believe I had allowed myself to miss out on opportunities to make a move sooner.

Wanting to feel more, I sat up and ripped her blouse open, listening to the buttons scatter on the floor. I yanked down her black bra and latched on to her nipple. I sucked hard, letting it fall from my mouth with a pop. I dragged my tongue, leaving a wet trail across her chest. When I found the perfect spot, I sucked a large dark bruise into her perfect skin. She was too preoccupied to notice what I had just done and as far as I was concerned, it didn’t matter. She belonged to me and me only. I held her body close to mine and increased my paced. My balls were aching for a release and so was I. Her legs wrapped around my thighs as she neared her second orgasm. I rotated my hips, hitting certain spots until I hit the right one.

“AHH! I’M CUMMING, NAMJOON!”

She squeezed around my cock as I handed out short, hard thrusts to help her ride it out. But it was enough to make my nut sack contract. I gave her one last thrust before I unloaded my sack, sending my cum deep within her walls. I fell on top of her as I tried to slow my breathing. She held me close and I did the same. The room became quiet and the sudden atmosphere became awkward.

“Now what?” She asked me and I didn’t answer.

I honestly don’t know where this will lead us but all I know is that y/n will always be my queen and I wasn’t letting her go.

[silhouetted-beauty]

The Guy Upstairs

Word Count:2,588 

Warning: Smut 

A/N: a nice smut story with a little bit of aggressive Jin. Again! Big shout out to bangtans-baby for the quick edit!^^

 You tapped your pencil against your notebook in an annoyed manner. You knew in college, partying was second nature. But what you didn’t understand is how someone could have a party every week. How and when did their school work get done? This was the problem you were having with your upstairs neighbor, Jin. Over and over, you had asked him to keep the noise down but he continued to neglect your feelings. And this wasn’t one of those parties’s where people invite friends over for a small gathering but a P-A-R-T-Y! Where there is liquor and loud music involved. Students become sloppy drunk and no longer care about their surroundings or the people around them. They puke and fall down everywhere, not to mention the aftermath of cleaning up the mess. 

A loud thud followed by cheering interrupted you from your thoughts. You threw the comforter off of you in a huff and changed into sweatpants. You grabbed your keys and left out of the front door. Before you could take a step, a guy spouted vomit over the hallway floor and himself. This was the shit you were talking about, the negligence. Who was gonna clean this up once the party was over? It wasn’t like you stayed in the dorms and have janitors tidy up the place. You, Jin, and another guy on the third floor stayed in an apartment building and paid a quarter of the rent. The rest was funded by the school. The best part was that you had your own apartment to yourself, complete privacy. 

No roommates, no RA, no school staff to bother you. It sounded like heaven on earth that is, until you found out your neighbor was a party animal. And when he wasn’t partying, he was fucking his extremely vocal girlfriend. The sounds of their lovemaking was so loud and vivid, they could of been fucking right next to her. You stomped up the stairs. His apartment door was wide open, people stumbling in and out. After wandering around, you found Jin in the kitchen with some friends and his girlfriend. He looked buzzed but alert. When he spotted you walking towards him, he smiled. 

“Look who finally came to party.”

 "Can I have a word with you?“ You spoke, trying to keep the irritation out of your voice. Jin pulled you into his bedroom which, surprisingly, was neat and clean. He closed the door behind you, shutting out the rest of the party. 

"So what’s up?" 

You turned to face him, crossing your arms. "You promised me the last time that you would keep the noise and bumping down to a minimum. I know we are neighbors and we have to deal with each other until one of us moves out but could you at least show some compassion? I’m trying to study for an exam coming up in a few days but your parties are distracting. If I wanted to study or do homework in the privacy of my own home, I should be able to do that without being disturbed." 

Jin looked at you sympathetically. "I apologize. I’ve had a tough week with school and I wanted to relax with some friends. I swear, we will try to keep it down next time." 

"You said that last time, Jin!" 

"And I mean it this time.” He countered. You scoffed and walked passed him but before you could leave out the room, he spoke again. “You’re always so uptight. I’m here if you ever want to relieve that stress." 

You rolled your eyes and headed back to your apartment, slamming the door once you made it inside. That night, you slept with a pillow over your head until the party died down at 4:30 that morning. You awoke mid-afternoon and dress for class. You heard noises in the hallway but didn’t pay much attention to it until you stepped outside your door. Four guys were thoroughly cleaning from top to bottom. They were washing the walls, sweeping, mopping, and dusting off the banister. Soon there wouldn’t be a trace of a party ever occurring. You were really impressed. 

"Excuse me but why are you doing this?” You asked one of the boys. 

“Jin paid us to clean his apartment and the hallway." 

"Oh… okay. Well thank you, you guys are doing a great job." 

You left and returned a couple hours later to find Jin waiting at your door. "What are you doing here?” You questioned, earning a chuckle from him. 

“I live here too.” He stated. You scoffed and rolled your eyes. 

“I meant what are you doing at my door?" 

"I was hoping if you would let me take you to lunch. There was something I wanted to talk to you about." 

You looked in his face to see if he was joking. You and Jin never associated with one another outside of the apartment building. But it’s wasn’t "drunk Jin” or “silly Jin” only a guy with a serious look on his face. 

You found yourself at the local diner sitting across from Jin. You two had ordered a simple burgers, fries, and coke and were waiting on the waiter to bring it to the table. He was the first to speak and break the silence. 

“Thanks for joining me today. I know this may seem a little sudden." 

 "That’s okay but I’m curious to know what you wanted to talk about." 

"First, I would like to apologize about the loud noise coming from my place every weekend. It was selfish of me to ignore your feelings and disrespectful of me not to let you know what is going on. So I’m coming to you like a man and letting you know that from now on, I promise not to make a sound.” The last thing you expected was for him to apologize and it caught you off guard. 

“Second, I promise to clean up after each party. You don’t have worry when you step outside your door." 

 You took a sip of your drink and cleared your throat. "Thank you for understanding, it really means a lot. I’ll try not to bitch at you so much if that helps." 

"It does,” Jin smiled. You both shared a laugh before lifting your glasses for a toast. “To neighbors…" 

"To neighbors!" 

~~~ 

The pillow was pressed against your ears, trying to drown out the sounds. It had been two weeks since Jin had taken you to lunch and promised to keep the noise down. But as of that moment, he was upstairs fucking his annoyingly loud girlfriend. Not to mention the bed was bumping against the wall. The day before, he had threw another party. It was so chaotic that drunk people were trying to enter in to your apartment. You should have known better than to trust a word that came out of his mouth. Jin will always be an inconsiderate jerk who only cared about himself. You were over it. 

The next day, you stormed up the stairs banging hard on his door until he opened it. A sleepy head Jin emerged from the other side of the door. His hair was unkempt and he was shirtless. You figured he would still in bed, after all, he did have a long night. Jin rubbed his eyes trying to focus on you. 

"What’s up?” His deep raspy voice asked. Your breath hitched in your throat as you lost your train of thought. 

“We need to talk.” You pushed past him and entered his home, waiting on him to lock up. What you needed to say was unpleasant and you didn’t want your other neighbor to hear. It’s suddenly dawned on you that his girlfriend could still be there. You didn’t ask before you came barging in and it made you somewhat uncomfortable. 

“She’s not here.” Jin spoke. He caught you looking around, trying not to be obvious but you failed. It’s actually surprised you when you heard his voice again. You weren’t aware that he was watching your every move. 

“Oh… well that’s good,” you tried to play it off by flipping your hair in disinterest. “I didn’t want your girlfriend to think something was going on between us." 

Jin uncrossed his arms and walked closer to you. "She’s not my girlfriend.” He whispered in your ear before walking into the bathroom. You heard the faucet running and you took the time to take a breath. Your heart was pounding and you didn’t know why but you were also nervous. This was the second time you were alone with Jin but this time you were in his house and it was just the two of you. It didn’t help that you were wearing tight short shorts and a loose sleeveless shirt, while he just paraded around in just pajama pants. 

“So what did you want to talk about?" 

You turned around and found Jin still topless, drying his face and hair with a towel. Your eyes drifted down to his abs that flexed every time he moved his arms. When your gaze returned to his face, the end of his lip was curled in a smirk. You placed your hands on your hips to show him that you meant business. 

"We sat at lunch and you promised me that you weren’t going to be noisy." 

"When was I noisy?" 

You narrowed your eyes at him. "The party two days ago! It was so out of control people were trying to break in to my house! And then yesterday, your girlfriend was screaming so loud I can still hear her voice echoing in my head." 

Now it was Jin turn to cross his arms. "When a party ends, it’s up to them to find their way home. I apologize if they thought your door was home. And I told you, she is not my girlfriend. Just someone I sleep with from time to time.” 

"But they are your guests!” You screamed at him. 

“Yeah but I told you that "I” would keep down the noise. I never mentioned anything about my friends or guests.“ He stated confidently. Your eyes widen at the true nature of his words. All at once your anger boiled over. 

"You asshole! I can’t believe I trusted a single word that came out of that smart ass mouth of yours!” But Jin only laughed. 

“Now, now… I thought you promised to be less bitchy." 

"Fuck you!" 

You stormed towards the door, only to have it slammed back in your face and you being pushed up against it. Jin turned you around and leaned in close to your face. His all to familiar smirk present on his face. 

"With an attitude like yours, you make me want to. Maybe then, you wouldn’t be so uptight." 

You stared into his eyes and without thinking, your lips crushed his. Jin responded by pulling your body towards his. Your tongues met in the middle as the fight for dominance began. He gripped your hips, making you feel his present hard on. The kiss ended and his mouth latched on to the side of your neck while he fondled your breast in his palm. 

"Do you always leave out the house without a bra?” Jin whispered in your ear. He didn’t even give you time to respond back before your shirt was being lifted over your head. Immediately, he spotted a piercing on your right nipple and chuckled. “You really are a bad girl." 

Jin placed his mouth over the entire areola, flicking the piercing with his tongue. His hands worked removing your shorts until you were standing in front of him naked. He grabbed your hand and led you to his bedroom, tossing you on his bed. 

"Wait, won’t your friend get upset that you’re fucking someone else?" 

"Why must you keep bringing her up? Is it because you are jealous after hearing me fuck her last night?” You rolled your eyes. 

“No." 

 Jin nodded and leaned his body over yours. "Good, because I plan on fucking you harder." 

He kissed down your neck, between the valley of your breasts, down your stomach until your glistening pussy rested in front of his face. He placed a light kiss just above your clit and moved away. Jin stripped out of his pants and laid with his back on the bed. You questioned his movements until he pulled you on top of him with your pussy in his face and his cock in yours. Instantly you felt his tongue lapping at your clit. You gripped the base of his cock and licked up the precum that was dripping down his shaft. Placing your mouth over the tip, your head bobbed up and down as you stroked him, taking more of him in your mouth. You heard him grunting under you which only encouraged you to move faster. Jin removed his mouth to wet his index and middle finger. He used his middle finger to tease your tight ass hole before penetrating it. His index finger entered your pussy and his mouth went back to work on your clit. You were in complete bliss and could feel yourself leaking down his finger. You groan around his cock and retaliated by massaging his balls. Right away, he pushed you forward, making his cock leave your mouth. 

 "Fuck,” he groaned. “Ride me." 

He held his cock still as you hovered over him. Slowly you slid down his length, emitting a moan from both of you as he stretched you open. You leaned forward and held on to his thighs as you began rocking your hips back and forth. Jin had a clear view of your ass and his cock moving inside your pussy. You moved your hand to rub your clit, tightening yourself around him. Jin felt the difference and threw his head back, relaxing against the mattress. His hands gripped your waist as he helped you grind on him. After listening to his reaction, you turned your head to look back. 

"Cumming already?” You teased. 

“Not even close." 

Jin sat up, wrapping his arm around your waist and flipped the two of you over so that he was on top. He spread your legs wider making his cock sink further into you. You held on to the bed for dear life as he plowed into you over and over. You voice echoed off the wall and you could feel the bed moving across the floor under two bodies. You finally understood what it felt like to be vocal and you loved the feeling. You were surprised if the entire neighborhood didn’t hear your moans. That feeling at the pit of your stomach was approaching and you knew you were close. Jin did too. His finger slowly circled your clit while still pounding away made your orgasm come a little too soon. Your pussy squeezed him, refusing to let go until your orgasm died down. Jin helped you ride it out by thrusting into you harder and faster. His orgasm was not too far behind. He pulled out and nutted all over your ass and back. He fell to the side of you and the room became quiet as you both tried to catch your breath. 

"So now do you promise to keep down the noise?” You asked, sitting up to look at him. 

 Jin thought for a minute before he answered. “Nope." 

"But, why?" 

"Now that I know what you will do to me if I’m loud, I think I’m gonna throw a party every day.”

[silhouetted-beauty]

My Dear Teacher

Word Count:2,098 

Warning: Smut 

A/N: This is my very first story and I hope you enjoy it. Thank you bangtans-baby for the revision! 
 
 

Jin sighed to himself before he walked into the classroom. He placed his book, notes, and dry erase markers on the table and faced the class. Twenty four faces stared back at him and he quickly took notice of the empty space at one of the front table. The spot where “you” normally would sit. Relief washed over him as he began to teach his class. 

“Good morning everyone. I hope you read over the assigned chapters because we are going to have a quick class discussion followed by the exam.” ~ 

Being a teacher was always a dream of Jin’s. So when he landed a teaching position at the university, he easily accepted. He became one of the most talked about teachers at the school because he focused more on the curriculum and thought of fun ways to help his students learn. They enjoyed the class just as much as he did and even recommended his course to others. Jin was on a winning streak. He hasn’t had one bad semester, that is, until you enrolled in his class. 

 You always sat in the front and focused solely on him. You didn’t give a damn about the course or the class work. You made it your mission to get under his skin and make him uncomfortable. Little did you know, it was working perfectly. Every class, you would show up wearing something revealing and tease him relentlessly. Sometimes sucking on your pens and pencils, making sure to show off your tongue ring. Other times wearing loose clothing so you could easily expose yourself to him. 

Jin tried his best to ignore you by skipping over your raised hand and questions, assisting other students, or diving more into his work. But at the end of the day, he was still a man and his body was reacting to your torture. Once class ended, he would walk out the room trying to disguise his hard-on. There were lines that teachers shouldn’t cross when dealing with students and with the direction they were headed, their exchanges were definitely considered inappropriate for school. But as much as Jin didn’t want to admit it, he also didn’t want it to end. He had asked for help from a few colleagues, leaving out a few details. 

“You could drop this student from your class. You know, show them who’s boss.” His good friend, Namjoon, suggested. He was a professor in the science department. 

 "I don’t want to fail or drop anybody. It reflects on the teacher.“ Jin groaned, running his hands through his hair. 

"Yeah but everyone already knows what a great professor you are. I’m pretty sure one student isn’t going to change that.” Hoseok spoke up. 

 "I guess you guys are right. I’ll bring it to their attention as a warning before I drop them.“ The next day, Jin had every intention of warning you of your behavior. That is until you walked into the classroom wearing a mini skirt and a button up shirt that was loose at the top. You had captured every male’s attention in that room but you were only focused on one man. You sat in your usual front seat and when Jin’s attention fell on you, you slowly spread your legs. You wore a thong with the words "eat me” printed on the front just for him. You smirked when Jin gulped and had a hard time tearing his eyes away from your crotch. When you closed your legs was when his trance ended. Jin face turned red and he had trouble answering a question a student had asked him. 

“Fuck! How the hell am I supposed to talk to now her and I was just gaping between her legs?” He thought to himself. 

Jin spent the remainder of class avoiding your face, too embarrassed to say anything. So it didn’t come as a surprise when class ended, he let you walk out of the classroom. 

“Enjoy the rest of your day, Professor Kim. I’ll see you next time.” Your sultry voice spoke out. 

~ 

With your fingers buried deep inside your pussy, you came extra hard. You couldn’t stop thinking about Kim Seokjin. You had heard from a few other females students in the girl’s bathroom how your teacher was rumored to still be a virgin. There was no way he was still a virgin! A tall, gorgeous, generous man like Jin had to experience wetting his dick in pussy before, he just had to. Curiosity got the better of you and you decided to see for yourself if the rumors were true. By asking around, you found out that he was never married, doesn’t have any children, and wasn’t currently dating. 

Setting your plan in motion, you begin the task of teasing him while he was trying to teach. After successfully noticing a bulge in his pants every time, you would follow him home to see what he would do next. You figure he would call up a “friend” to fuck but he never did. He would shower, grade homework, eat, and then sleep. “Maybe he was a virgin.” The more you thought about it, the more it excited you. You wanted to be the one to take it, to break him in and give him a piece of what he’s been missing out on. After you caught him hungrily staring between your legs, you figured it was time to make your move. The next time you had class, Jin would be yours. 

~ 

Jin shook the past thoughts from his mind. You weren’t there so he could finally relax. After the discussion, the exam was already being passed around when the door opened. In you walked, wearing floral dress that stopped mid thigh. You smiled and took your seat. Jin walked up to you, gave you the exam packet, and returned to his desk without saying one word to you. 

“You have until the end of class to finish. Take your time and make sure you check your answers before turning it in." 

The rest of the class worked diligently while you stared at your paper thinking. After a time span of five minutes, you felt Jin’s gaze on you. Acting as if you were scratching your thigh, you spread your legs far apart, pulling the end of your dress up. Jin gasped followed by a light cough. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Your bare pussy right on display for him. You smiled and bit your lip, getting the reaction you wanted out of him. 

Bringing your hand to your lips, you sucked on the tip of your middle finger. Jin watched as you used your index and ring finger to spread your outer lips. Your middle finger slowly rubbed your clit before disappearing inside of you. He was at his breaking point. He was painfully hard and couldn’t take much more. Jin wasn’t sure how he did it but he managed to tear his eyes away from you and focus on something else until class was over. One by one the students turning in their test and left out the door. Jin was hoping you would follow behind your classmates but today, you decided to stay a bit longer. You made sure no one remained except for the two of you. 

 "Y/n, are you finished with your test? I have to leave soon.” He spoke softly, unsure of what to do. This was the moment he had been dreading. You stood and walked in front of his desk. 

“Well, I have a problem, Professor Kim. I didn’t complete my test because I didn’t understand it and I was wondering if you could help me?” Jin took the paper and looked it over. 

“You didn’t answer a single question. May I ask why?” He stared at you curiously. You bit your lip and smiled. 

“Professor Kim, I think you know that answer. I was distracted by a sexy ass man and I was imagining how his fingers would feel deep in my pussy." 

And that was it. That was all Jin needed to hear before he stood and walked around the desk. He knew what he was about to do was wrong and against the rules. But his fight for control crumbled as he crushed his lips against yours. You held on to his arms as he gripped your face, trying to match the intensity of his movement. Opening your mouth, you easily granted his tongue access. Jin broke the kiss allowing both of you to come up for air. His mouth immediately found your neck, sucking and biting a path down your body. His hands yanked down the front of your dress and latched onto your nipples. Jin was already addicted to the taste of your skin. He pushed you back against the desk until you propped up on it. He pulled your dress up and over your head, leaving you naked to his gaze. The look of desire in his eyes sent a shiver down your spine. 

 "Fuck…” you breathed out. You watched as Jin lowered himself on his knees and brought his face closer to your dripping heat. 

“Ever since you wore those panties to class, I wonder how you would taste on my tongue." 

Jin flattened his tongue and licked up your pussy to your clit. You fell back onto the desk, over your fellow classmates papers as your teacher ate you for dear life. Using his thumbs, he stretched your lips apart and covered your pussy with his mouth. Suck lightly, Jin was able to create pressure on your clit as his tongue teased your opening before it slid inside. Your hands pulled and gripped his hair, pulling him closer to your warmth. The feeling was becoming overwhelming that you couldn’t hold your legs up but instead, let them hang over Jin’s shoulders. His mouth moved to your clit as he sucked harder and flicked the sensitive bud with his tongue. You were dripping down his chin and desk, his middle finger entered you followed by his index finger. They curled up inside you, hitting that spot making his actions even more intense. 

 "FUCK, JIN!… I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum!” You quickly yelled out. The speed of his tongue and fingers were sending your over the edge. You couldn’t take anymore as you released in his mouth. Jin removed his fingers to taste as much of your juices as he can. He stood to undress, watching as you came down from your high. The tip of his cock was red and dripping precum. Jin rubbed himself against your clit, watching you twitch from the sensitivity. He was trying to savor every moment with you but pressure to his cock was making him lightheaded. He needed to be inside you as soon as possible. Jin positioned himself at your opening before shoving in. He buried himself balls deep and began pounding away. With Jin filling you up over and over, you felt so full with his big, heavy girth inside of you. He leaned forward to meet your lips. You tasted yourself as his hips picked up speed. Jin squeezed your waist as he impaled you on his stiff cock. Soon he was up on the desk and you were sliding over as he brought you to your peek again. The papers were instantly crushed under two bodies and the room held nothing but his grunts and your whimpers. You chanted his name as you reached your second orgasm, lying limp against the desk in exhaustion. Jin continued to pound away. Once he was released from your death grip, he pulled out. Stroking himself rapidly and cumming on your stomach and breasts. His body collapsed against yours as you both tried to catch your breath. 

“Wow…” you stated breathlessly. “You don’t fuck like a virgin." 

Jin looked at your curiously. "Who said I was?" 

"Well I…” you stuttered as you struggle to think of what to say. “I just assumed.” He smiled and shook his head. His eyes wandered to the papers under you. "That’s right, you still have to complete your test. Since you didn’t finish it on time, I’ll have to take off a few points.“ 

You pouted. "But professor, with what we done doesn’t that count as extra credit? Maybe I can make some more, I don’t want to fail." 

Your hand found his cock and began massaging it. Jin groaned at his body reaction to your touch. Almost immediately, he was hard in your palm. 

"This is going to be a long day.”

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“Run-In” - Part 4

Genre: MILD GRAPHIC CONTENT, Angst, and Smut

Word Count: 8,019

A/N: There is a graphic scene in this chapter and can be triggering… (I think) Please read at your own risk.

 Theme Song for this Chapter- “Ven ft. Beenzino- On Your Body”

You fell, face-first, on your bed in exhaustion. Finally you had a moment to yourself to rest. You and Yoongi had been kicking it into overdrive, fucking everywhere and majority of the time. He would just randomly pop up to fuck you and you, like a horny teenager, are always willing and ready for him. He had showed up one day when you were out to lunch with Hyolyn thus making you return with the ‘I just had sex’ look. He would fuck you in his car after a meeting and some times before no matter if it’s daytime or night. Then he would just show up out of nowhere to your apartment. And it didn’t matter if you were sleep, in the shower, or eating, when Yoongi showed up you had to drop everything and fuck him. You haven’t been back to his club since the last time and he wouldn’t let you come back, said that you being there was bad for business.

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“Run-In” - Part 3

Genre: Angst and Smut

Word Count: 4,492

A/N: I hope you all had a nice and safe holiday. Here is Chapter 3 as promised. Happy readings!^^

“Do me a favor and get rid of her.” Yoongi ordered the man.

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“Run-In”- Part 2

Genre: Angst with slight smut

Word Count: 3,478

A/N: I hoped you all enjoyed the first chapter. This chapter is the shortest of the bunch so forgive me. Enjoy!

“Excuse me?” You questioned dumbfounded.

You hadn’t even been lying there thirty seconds before he was kicking you out. Not only that, your pussy was sore and you weren’t sure you could even walk at that moment. You leaned up on your elbows to stare at him. Yoongi already had his clothes back on. His pants, shirt, and blazer but he left his shirt unbuttoned, allowing you a full view of his chest and abdomen.

“Excuse you,” he repeated right back to you. “Get… The… Fuck… Out. Do you understand now?”

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“Run-In” - Part 1

Genre: Smut, Angst, a little Graphic Content

Word Count: 6,062

A/N: I just want to let you guys know that this story wouldn’t have turned out the way it did if it wasn’t for @bangtans-baby reactions. She really helped shape this story into the final copy you’re reading right now. Big thanks to her!

“It was a complete waste of time!” You complained to your best friend, Hyolyn. “He always does this! Does he not trust my decisions?”

She giggled into the phone. “You know how your dad is. I’m not surprised he stopped your date, why are you?”

“Because I-”

“You know what comes with being the daughter of a police chief. Your privacy is gone and he watches your every move. Not to mention all the sexy guys he scares off…” she interrupted.

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Keep Quiet

Word Count: 2,936

Warning: Nothing but smut mixed with fluff.

A/N: I had to change it up a little in this story. I feel like we always read about Suga as the controlling, dominating, aggressive guy (and there is nothing wrong with that, trust me. I like all forms of this man). But I feel like there will be times when he will turn into an absolute sweetheart for his girlfriend… when she is not bugging him. ^^ Please enjoy!

You entered into the boys’ dorm which was a lot quieter than it usually was. Earlier while you were at work, your boyfriend had called you and asked if you could stop by his place. He didn’t tell you why and got a little irritated when you kept pestering him for the reason. Knowing Yoongi, he was secretly plotting something. There were rare times when he would do romantic things for you. He would keep to himself, preparing everything on his own just to show you how special you are to him. Sometimes he would get annoyed at you when you questioned his actions but that was only because he was nervous, although he would never admit it. At the end of the day, you two would snuggle up together, pleased at how it all turned out.

You took off your shoes, unaware that someone was seeking your attention. You heard a small whimper and turned to see a tiny brown puppy excited to see you. Dropping to your knees, you greeted him.

“Hi Holly! Have you been a good boy?” Rubbing the playful dog in your arms. “Yes you have. Yes you have.”

You stood up, still holding Holly. Glancing around the room, there wasn’t a person in sight. “Come on,” you spoke. “Let’s go see what daddy is up to.”

The place didn’t look any different from how it usually was. Maybe you were wrong about Yoongi’s motives after all. You opened the door to his shared room, thinking he might be inside. Of course he was there. His headphones were on and his laptop was opened. He was working. As soon as you found who you were looking for, Holly wanted out of your arms and into the arms of his owner. You sat him down and watched him scurry to Yoongi, jumping into his lap. He easily became distracted and removed his headphones.

“Sorry to disturb you while you were working.” You teased. Yoongi’s head whipped in your direction, finally noticing your presence.

“I wasn’t working, I was just keeping myself occupied.”

“Yeah? Doing what?” When he realized he was working, he became defensive.

“Did you come here to interrogate me?”

“No, I came here to spend time with my boyfriend.” You giggled, walking over to stand behind him planting a kiss on his neck. He smelled so masculine, it drove your hormones crazy. “Where’s the rest of the gang?”

Yoongi placed Holly on the floor and grabbed your hand, guiding you around to sit on his lap. “I asked them to leave for the day.”

“Why did you do that?” You asked curiously, already knowing what he was going to say. You just like hearing it.

“It’s been awhile so I thought we could have date night. We could order your favorite food to be delivered and watch a movie or whatever you want to do.”

“Aww Yoongi-poo! You left your schedule open to spend the day with me? That’s so sweet of you!” You teased, watching his cheeks turn a light shade of pink.

“If you’re going to ruin the moment, you can leave.” He turned his head away embarrassed. You laughed.

“I’m sorry. That sounds like a wonderful idea,” you kissed his lips. “Thanks babe.”

The two of you sat in the kitchen waiting for the food to arrive. You were sitting on the counter and Yoongi moved to stand between your legs. His arms wrapped around you, resting his hands on your ass and your arms draped loosely around his neck. You smiled, taking in his presence.

“I’m really happy you are back. You don’t know how much I’ve missed you.” You kissed the top of his head.

“Yeah I missed you, too. But the good news is that I have a couple weeks to relax before I have to leave again.”

“Does that mean we’ll get to spend more time together?!” You asked excitedly.

“I can’t make any promises but I’ll try to makes as much space in my schedule for you.”

You smiled and nodded, deciding not to push the subject further. The kiss was supposed to be a quick peck but it soon became heavy. The sounds of your wet tongues and breathing were all that could be heard from the kitchen. Yoongi’s strong warm hands entered under your shirt, running up your back. Your hands tangled in his hair in an effort to pull his body as close to you as humanly possible. This went on for some time before he broke away.

“Can you stay the night?”

“That depends, am I allowed to?”

“I didn’t ask the guys to leave just because,” he replied smartly. “I don’t want anyone to disturb us when I take you tonight. I want to hear you moan as loud as you can for me.”

“I can definitely do that.”

You leaned in for another kiss only to be stopped by the sounds of someone knocking on the front door. You and Holly waited on the couch as Yoongi retrieved the food. Deciding on a mystery thriller, the two of you ate and watched the movie, having small debates along the way. You snuggled up close to him, laying you head on his shoulder and your arm around the front of his waist.

Halfway through the movie, the beeping of the door followed by noisy chattering of six voices flooded the living room.

“Hey hyung, hey noona. What are you guys doing?” Jungkook asked curiously.

“Oh cool! You ordered food!” Taehyung yelled as he ran over to the table, eyeing the leftovers. He didn’t ask for permission to have some and immediately started eating.

“What are you guys watching?” Hoseok asked, leaning over the back of the couch separating you and Yoongi.

By now, your once quiet romantic evening was being invaded by the other members. Jungkook and Taehyung ate the remainder of the food, you and Jimin were having a conversation, Hoseok was pestering Yoongi, and Jin and Namjoon commented on the movie. Yoongi’s was getting pissed by the second. This was not how he saw this day going. He abruptly stood, drawing everyone’s attention.

“Y/n wait here. Everyone else in the bedroom.”

You watched them all get up and leave out the room. Once inside the bedroom, the door was shut rather harshly.

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-Meanwhile in the room-

“I thought you guys were staying the night out?” Yoongi questioned.

“Yeah… we thought it over and we wanted to come back.” Jungkook answered sheepishly.

“Why?”

“You weren’t the only one that just came back from tour. We wanted to rest at home, in our rooms, in our own bed.” Jin replied crossing his arms.

“But you knew what tonight was. I had asked you guys to stay out for a reason.”

“Well if it’s that important to you, why don’t you guys just go to her apartment like you usually do?” Taehyung joined in.

“Why can’t we spend time here for once? Why can’t we just have a moment to ourselves?”

“Because you live with six other guys. Privacy no longer exists.” Jin stated as a matter of fact.

Yoongi was about lost his temper and Namjoon noticed, quickly offering a solution. “You guys can continue your date and we won’t bother you. We’ll just stay in our rooms for the night. Will that help?”

Yoongi didn’t answer, instead he walked out of the room slamming the door behind him. He dropped down on the couch next to you and you could feel the heat radiating off of him. He was pissed and you could tell. You wanted to calm him down but was worried you would say something that would set him off further.

“Please don’t be upset, Yoongi. We could still have a good time.”

“It’s just the one time I ask them to do something for me, they don’t want to. They can be very insensitive sometimes and right now it’s driving me crazy! I shouldn’t have to always leave home to spend time with you.” He leaned forward resting his head in his hands. “I just wanted everything to be perfect and for you to be happy.”

You stood up and kneeled in front of him. “I am happy, Yoongi. It didn’t matter if the boys were here or not. What’s important to me is that you thought about me enough to make time in your schedule for us to spend time together.”

Yoongi lifted his head and kissed your lips. He leaned back to look into your eyes. The fire in his eyes had died down a bit and seemed calmer. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

You pecked his lips again. “Yes, I’m positive.”

The boys kept their word and stayed hidden. The two of you settled back on the couch to watch the remainder of the movie. Yoongi was stretched out, lying on his back while you rested on top of him, between his legs. Due to you being at work all day and listening to his heartbeat, you were beginning to doze off. He hadn’t spoken for awhile and you were sure he had already fallen asleep. You shifted, throwing your leg over his, leaving one to rest in between his. Doing this, you unintentionally rubbed against his groin. Instantly waking up, you let your mind run wild with thoughts of fucking Yoongi on the couch and became horny. He was only dressed in sweats and a simple black shirt so it wouldn’t be difficult to access his member. Your hand moved to the inside of his pants. You slowly stroked him, rubbing your thumb along the head of his penis over his slit. Slowly but surely he was growing harder in your palm. So much so that he pressed right against your covered pussy. You removed your hand and braced yourself on the couch to lightly grind on him. You heard Yoongi’s deep voice mumble something but you couldn’t understand it. Glancing up at him, his eyes were closed and you thought he was just talking in his sleep. This time you angled yourself so that his bulge rubbed against your clit. You bit your bottom lip to keep from moaning. You could already feel your panties absorbing your wetness. Your head was down, watching what you were doing to him. Both of his hands rested on your hips, helping you grind on him. Initially, you were stunned but when you look at Yoongi, not only were his eyes open but he had a smirk on his face.

“Why so surprised?” He teased.

“I didn’t think you were awake.”

“So you thought I wouldn’t catch my little vixen in the act, trying to get herself off without me?”

“Does that mean we can still have sex? I’m so horny, Yoongi.” You whined. He chuckled and nodded.

He was about to pull you on top of him but you stopped him. You eased further down his legs until your whole body nested in between them. Grabbing the waistband of his sweats, you pulled them down letting his cock spring free. Your mouth watered at the sight. You missed how he tasted and how he would grow in your mouth. You held his cock up by the tip, planting soft wet kisses up the shaft. You moved your hand so that your mouth could latch on to the head, sucking away all the precum that tried to escape. Yoongi groaned above you, sitting up to remove his shirt. He watched you take more of him in. The tip of your tongue traced over the band of tissue connecting the head to his shaft. You knew that spot made his toes curl. And just as you figured, you heard him take a deep breath. You held onto the base of his cock and slowly bobbed your head in a rhythmic manner. Yoongi’s hand tangled in your hair, helping you with your movements. The movie had long since ended, and the light from the TV illuminated your bodies. When you looked up at Yoongi, his head was leaning back and his lips were parted as he enjoyed the feeling you gave him.

Your hand stroked his cock at moderate pace as you moved to place his balls in your mouth. Knowing how sensitive they were, you handled them with great care. Each tender sphere jumped around your small pink tongue. Yoongi’s grip tightened on your hair before releasing it all together and pushing you away.

“Baby, stop before you make me cum over that pretty face.” He grunted.

You sat up and watched him undress out of his pants, letting you know it was time to remove your clothes. Yoongi stood to help you, allowing you to lie back on the couch where he just was once you were naked. He spread your legs and situated himself between them. He leaned forward and took a nice long lick up your slit before resting back on his ankles, bringing his middle and ring fingers to his mouth wetting them. He placed them at your opening and shoved them inside. Right away, Yoongi fucked you on his fingers at an extremely fast pace. You could feel yourself dripping onto the couch but the movement of his fingers had you lost for words.

“If we are going to do this then we have to be as quiet as possible. I don’t want them disturbing us again. Do you understand?” You opened your mouth to talk but nothing came out. “Y/n, do you hear me?”

You knew that if you had opened your mouth to answer, the entire apartment complex would know what Yoongi was doing to you. You nodded your head in agreement. He removed his hands, bringing his wet fingers to his lips licking away your sweet nectar. He leaned forward, guiding his cock to your entrance only leaving the tip inside before resting on his forearms. Yoongi bucked his hips causing him to slide into your warmth. You were seconds away from moaning out but Yoongi covered your mouth with his own. He slowly rocked his hips into yours, making love to your body in the most sensual way. You rested your hands on to his smooth back, pulling him in closer. You suck on his tongue as he pushes your legs further apart with his body. Yoongi gave you slow but deep thrusts, rolling his hips into yours. His actions only made you want him even more. You hungrily play with his tongue but all administrations stop when you both hear a light whine by your heads. Breaking the kiss, you both look towards the sound and find Holly staring at you two with doe eyes and his head resting on the cushion.

You are the first to turn away, quietly giggling. You pepper kisses on Yoongi’s neck.

“I guess I’m not the only one who wants your attention tonight.” You whisper in his ear.

“Fuck! Out of all the nights…” he mumbles to himself, trying to think of what to do. The last thing he wanted was his dog watching him have sex. Using gestures, Yoongi tried to get Holly to lie on his dog bed.

“Yoongi…” you moaned out, rolling your hips. He turned his attention back to you and kisses your lips. Thrusting into you once before Holly whimpered again.

“Min Holly…” Yoongi groaned in frustration as he looked back at his puppy. “I promise I will give you all the attention you want, just give me thirty minutes.”

As if he understood every word, Holly walked away. You shook your head, amazed at what just happened.

“That’s why I love that dog. He understands me,” Yoongi chuckled and looked down at you. “Now, let me tend to my other spoiled baby.”

His lips were on you in seconds. Sucking a purple mark on your neck. His hip movements were deep but now his thrusts were filled with a bit more urgency. You looped your arms under his and held onto his shoulders. Biting into his collarbone to keep from screaming. Feeling the tight pinch in his skin and your muffled moans only motivated Yoongi to move faster. Rotating your hip upwards and spreading your legs wider, he was able to slip deeper inside of your pussy. Yoongi moved to lay behind you, lifting your leg in the air. In this position he was hitting spots you never knew existed.

“Fuck… Yoongi…” you breathlessly cried.

He held you as close as he could. His arm came up under yours and rested at the base of your throat. He turned your head to connect to your lips. You cried in his mouth as a signal that you were near your end.

“All most there baby.” Yoongi groaned, pumping his dick in you faster.

He could feel every detail about your velvety wet center when you squeezed around him. You had entered into another dimension when your orgasm passed through you. You couldn’t speak or hear but only feel Yoongi’s cock guide you out of it. His thrusts started to subside soon after, unloading a never ending string of cum to paint your walls. You both lay there breathlessly, softly pecking each other lips.

“I love you.” Yoongi smiled.

“I love you too, Yoongi-bear.”

He groaned causing you to giggle but a clearing of the throat interrupt the moment. You both look at the doorway to find Namjoon with his eyes covered.

“Now that you two had a good night, Yoongi I think you need to clean up after Holly before-” The shriek of Jin’s voice echoed through the dorm. “Jin stepped in it.” Namjoon sighed.

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“Guess Who”

Genre: Smut

Word count: 3,400

A/N: funny story! I was chatting on the phone with @bangtans-baby when a sudden hypothetical hit my head.  Of course I ran it by her (like I always do) in an effort to get a good laugh out but this chick was like, “that would make a good story.” …And here we are. Enjoy!

“Hey baby, I’d been thinking…”

And that’s how this situation begun between you and your boyfriend. Of course it’s been a couple months since the “harmless” conversation and at the time, you thought nothing of it but you should have known better. Taehyung can be very sneaky when he thinks no one is watching. That particular day, you both were lounging around the dorm, bouncing around from room to room before settling in his shared bedroom. The rest of the boys were out which allowed, both, you and Taehyung to be as free as you wanted. Sometimes when you came over, you would walk right in, head straight to his closet, and change into his clothes. Today, you were wearing his large light blue button-up shirt with your black boy-short panties underneath.

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How To Get A Girl Off 101 {Taekook || Kim Taehyung + Jeon Jungkook} ~Naughty November~

Requests Open || Smut Game 1 || Smut Game 2 || Smut Game 3 || Smut Game 4 || Smut Game 5 || BTS Masterlist || GOT7 Masterlist || Monsta X Masterlist

Prompt: Y/N decides to teach her boyfriend’s inexperienced friend the ropes of getting a girl off~

Pairing: Jungkook x reader x Taehyung

Word Count: 4.5k

Warning: dp, oral, anal play

**I was going to make Taehyung the inexperienced one but the thought of inexperience Jungkook is too much for me too handle and I need it in my life, if you do want me to make a vice versa smut with an inexperience Taehyung…make sure to let me know!**

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