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Tell me why I have to ovulate so hard my damn jeans are soaked
𐙚₊˚⊹ flustered!jk and cheeky!reader 𐙚₊˚⊹
warnings ; talk of sexual activity, reader is flirty as hell
prompt ; in which you give him the proposition of a lifetime.
“You ever gotten road head before?”
And that’s a lot for Jungkook on a Friday night at 2 a.m.
Vi! who has never given bottoming much thought—you see, she just doesn’t get the appeal really—until she meets you; someone she feels so completely safe and sound with, someone she’d trust with her life and now all of a sudden she’s jolting awake from feverish ‘nightmares’ where you loom over her, half cruel half kind smirk plastered across your face, as you languidly thrust into her, murmuring praises and she feels so warm and hot and overwhelmingly full and—
(+++ she’d be such a bashful bottom initially!! blushing and cursing and groaning and biting her knuckles raw to keep the whines from spilling out, hiding her face in her forearm or your shoulder etc etc)
send me vi thirsts and i'll give u my hand in marriage
tw: strap usage (vi receiving!)
woof okay like. as much as i stan top!vi (bc rawrrr), i am, at the core, a switch!vi truther. so like, absolutely she would, once she's comfortable enough w someone, bc the concept of surrender is just so foreign to her, but ppl who have been the one constantly Doing the Thing their whole lives, i feel like always crave that kind of surrender, right. so it would take a good few months, but as the trust grows, she'd let her mind wander down that alley more and more, each time pulling back cause a part of her still recoils at the thought of giving up that much control.
WIP excerpt for videogeek behind the cut; “Kara gets to Earth on time and the Kents get a two-for-one special on free kids”. (( chrono || non-chrono ))
Today after doing morning chores and eating lun-chuh on the porch, Pa got out the small white ball and webbed glove and the wooden club for the catching game he likes, and Ma packed away the leftover food from lun-chuh and then set up on the porch with Kal and a little hat to keep the sun out of his eyes and some toys for him to play with and a thick little paper record for herself to read through.
Lun-chuh was a big thick pye full of meat and vegetables and “gruh-vee” instead of the usual sweet fruits and syrup, and a big bowl of “suh-ald” with leafy greens and crunchy nuts and raw vegetables covered in a creamy sauce. After Ma put away the leftovers, she’d come back with a glass pitcher full of a pink drink full of small cuboids of ice and sliced-up fruits–thin cross-sections of one of the yellow segmented ones with the leathery rinds and split halves of the fat little red ones covered in seeds that grow in the garden but also come in the little green boxes made of thick, heavy paper at the market.
Kara’s never seen Ma put the fat little red fruits in a drink before, but she and Pa buy them at the market a lot, and Kal likes them a lot. They’re already softer, for fruit, but Ma always cuts them up tiny for Kal anyway and makes him a little bowl of them. Kal eats them with his bare hands and gets all sticky and messy and happy and babbles and shrieks about them and usually makes a mess all over himself and the tall-legged little chair with the attached tray that Ma and Pa got for him to eat at, since he’s still too small for the table. Kara worries about the mess and the trouble, sometimes, but Ma and Pa never seem to mind, and they keep buying the fat little red fruits and keep giving them to Kal.
Kara half-wonders what the little red fruits taste like, but every time she’s tried one, they just tasted hollow and empty to her, and lun-chuh and the pink drink tasted that way too.