This is gonna sound super specific LMAOOO okay so can u write a jungkook fanfic smut pls where its an established relationship and the couple live in a huge beach house and have a private beach and they are relaxing on the beach and when the reader is tanning her back Jungkook like slaps her ass then they just like…have sex on the beach…I KNOW IT SOUNDS SO RANDOM BUT LIKE IDK i want it really passionate and like loving yk?
Anywho I love ur writing ur really good at writing!!! And thank you if u put this into consideration 🫶🫶🫶🩷🩷🩷🩷
Heyy thank you for your request!! This literally was so nice to write. Had me in my feels lfmfofsosj. Thank youuu💋🩷 (ps: sorry for the long ass wait)
The morning sun painted the sky in soft hues of pink and blue, casting a warm glow over the endless stretch of ocean before you. Waves rolled gently onto the shore, their rhythmic whispers blending with the occasional cry of seagulls overhead. A salty breeze carried the scent of the sea through the open sliding doors of your home. The dream-like beach house you and Jungkook had built together. Your touch to the interior with his hard work on the exterior. He didn’t mind though, seeing your vision come to life made him happy.
You laid on your stomach on the soft sand just beyond your private deck, legs stretched out, toes sinking into the cool grains.
Dressed in his loose linen pants and an unbuttoned white shirt fluttering in the wind, Jungkook stood by the water’s edge, gazing at the horizon with a peaceful expression. His dark hair was tousled, strands falling into his eyes, and when he turned to look at you, a slow smile spread across his lips.
“You’re staring,” he teased, voice warm and teasing as he padded back toward you. Even though he was the one staring hard long before. He didn’t want to bother you though, wanted to give you your space. He didn’t mind though he loved admiring you when you didn’t notice.
“Can you blame me? You’re like… some Greek god walking out of the ocean.”
Jungkook laughed, low and soft, before dropping onto the sand beside you. He reached for your hand, lacing his fingers through yours as he leaned in close, his breath warm against your cheek. “Then that makes you my goddess.”
You scoffed playfully but couldn’t stop the way your heart fluttered at his words. He always had a way of making you feel like the most cherished person in the world.
Suddenly, you felt a light smack on your butt, making you yelp in surprise. “Kook!” you fussed, twisting slightly to glare at him.
He grinned, unbothered, a teasing glint in his eyes. “You look like you need more sunscreen,” he said innocently, the smirk in his tone giving him away. “Want me to put some on for you?”
You didn’t need to turn your head to picture the smug grin on his face. With a little sigh, you relented. “Go ahead, Kook.”
Jungkook shifted, straddling the backs of your thighs as he settled comfortably on top of you. His warm hands smoothed sunscreen over your back, slow and deliberate, massaging it into your skin. But it wasn’t long before his hands drifted lower, slipping just under the edge of your bikini bottoms to gently caress the curve of your ass.
You let out a soft breath, feeling heat rise to your cheeks as his touch lingered. His hands roamed back up, gliding over your waist, then your shoulders. You couldn’t ignore the growing hardness pressing against you as he shifted slightly on your lower back. You could feel his bulge, heavy and undeniable, making your pulse quicken.
A quiet gasp escapes your lips. You bite your lower lip, your body instinctively arching ever so slightly beneath him.
A soft chuckle rumbled from him as he leaned down, lips brushing your ear. “You feel that, baby?” he murmured, voice low and teasing. “You’re driving me crazy, just lying here like this.”
His lips grazed the sensitive spot just below your ear, sending a shiver through you. You squirmed a little under him, half playful, half needy, your cheeks heating up. “Kook…” you warned softly, but there was no real protest in your voice.
He chuckled, the sound low and intimate, and pressed a lingering kiss to the back of your shoulder. His hands continued their slow exploration, gliding over your hips, smoothing up your waist, then slipping under the sides of your bikini top to skim the sides of your breasts, thumbs brushing teasingly along the sensitive skin there.
You whimpered softly, toes curling in the sand as you pressed your cheek into your folded arms, feeling yourself melt under his touch. His hips shifted again, the hard length of him unmistakable against you now, and when he let out a quiet, shaky breath, you knew he was just as worked up as you were.
“Turn over for me, baby,” Jungkook murmured, his voice rougher now, hunger simmering just beneath the surface.
You obeyed, rolling onto your back to face him, eyes wide and lips parted. His dark gaze swept over you slowly, hungrily - taking in the flushed look on your face, the curve of your body, the way your bikini barely covered anything.
“God, you’re perfect,” he murmured, bending down to capture your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His mouth moved against yours with a kind of desperate sweetness, tongue sliding over yours, one hand cradling your face while the other trailed down your body, over your chest, your stomach, finally settling between your thighs.
You gasped softly into his mouth, hips arching toward his touch. He pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.
“Think we should take this inside, or…” His thumb brushed teasingly along the edge of your bikini bottoms, eyes glinting with mischief. “…you want me to keep going right here?”
You barely had the breath to answer. Your pulse was racing, your skin prickling with anticipation as you gazed up at Jungkook. His dark eyes fixed on you, holding heat and affection all at once.
“Here,” you whispered, voice trembling slightly. “I want you here.”
That was all he needed to hear.
With a low groan, Jungkook leaned in, kissing you deeply, hungrily, his mouth moving over yours with a delicious urgency. His tongue slid against yours, teeth gently tugging at your bottom lip as his hands roamed over your body, pulling you closer until there was barely an inch of space between you.
He pressed himself against you, hips grinding subtly. You could feel every hard inch of him through the thin fabric of his linen pants, and it sent a shiver down your spine. His hand slid down between your thighs, fingers slipping under your bikini bottoms, brushing softly against the wet fabric.
You let out a shaky gasp, hips bucking slightly, instinctively opening your legs for him.
Jungkook’s breath hitched, and he smiled against your lips. “So wet already,” he murmured, voice dark and thick with desire. “You want me that bad, baby?”
You whimpered, nodding, unable to form words as his fingers teased you with slow, gentle strokes that made your toes curl in the sand. His mouth moved down your neck, kissing and nibbling softly, until he reached the edge of your bikini top. Without warning, he pulled it aside, mouth closing around your nipple, tongue flicking and sucking until you were arching under him, a soft moan spilling from your lips.
“Jungkook,” you gasped, threading your fingers into his hair.
He chuckled softly, his breath warm against your skin. “I’ve got you, baby,” he murmured, voice rough with need.
With a smooth, eager motion, he slipped your bikini bottoms down your legs, tossing them aside without a second thought. You reached down , tugging at the drawstring of his pants, and he quickly rid himself of them, leaving the both of you bare under the morning sun, the salty breeze cool against heated skin.
For a moment, he just looked at you. Eyes dark, chest rising and falling a little faster - like he was memorizing everything, burning the image of you into his mind. Then he was lowering himself over you, one hand braced in the sand beside your head, the other guiding himself to your entrance.
The morning sun warmed your skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat burning between you and Jungkook.
You whimpered softly as he kissed you - deep, consuming, his mouth claiming yours like he couldn’t get enough. His hands were everywhere - sliding over your sides, cupping your breasts, fingers teasing your nipples until you gasped into his mouth. His thumb brushed your cheek tenderly, and the contrast between his soft touch and the raw need in his kiss made your heart ache.
He pulled back just slightly, dark eyes flicking over your face, a little breathless. “You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” he murmured, voice hoarse with emotion. “Every time I look at you… I swear I fall harder.”
You felt a tight squeeze in your chest, your breath hitching, because no matter how many times Jungkook said things like that, it never stopped making you melt.
Your hands slid down his bare back, feeling the smooth, warm skin under your fingertips, the tension in his muscles as he hovered over you. You hooked your legs tighter around his waist, pulling him close, feeling the solid press of him, thick and hard, against your entrance.
“Please, Kook,” you whispered, your voice trembling with need.
He groaned softly, kissing you again - slower this time, deeper, his tongue brushing yours, drawing out every tiny sound you made.
He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, filling you so perfectly you both let out shaky, breathless moans. Your hands slid up his back, nails lightly digging into his skin as he bottomed out, hips pressing flush against yours.
“Fuck,” Jungkook whispered, dropping his forehead to yours, his breath warm and ragged. “You feel so good, baby. So fucking good”
When he started to move, it was slow at first. Long, deep thrusts, his hips rocking against yours in a steady rhythm. You clung to him, gasping softly with each movement, your nails raking lightly down his back, leaving faint red lines.
“Please…” you whimpered, arching your hips, needing more.
He let out a low, needy groan, his pace quickening as he buried himself deeper, harder. His hand slid under your thigh, lifting your leg to angle you just right, and the change made you cry out. Pleasure crashing through you, sharp and overwhelming.
He began to thrust. Ones that made your head spin, every roll of his hips sending pleasure sparking through your whole body. His mouth found yours again, kissing you fiercely as his pace picked up, the soft slap of skin on skin blending with the sound of waves crashing nearby.
“Is this what you wanted baby?”Jungkook murmured against your skin, his breath hot and ragged.
You choke out a mumble and moan. “Use your words” he caresses your face.
His words sent a shiver down your spine, your pussy tightening around him as the tension coiled tighter and tighter. He felt it too, you could tell by the way his breath hitched, by the soft curses slipping past his lips as he drove into you harder, faster.
You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, moaning softly into his mouth as he hit just the right spot over and over.
His mouth was everywhere, kissing along your neck, biting gently at your collarbone, sucking at the sensitive skin just above your breast until you whimpered. His hand slipped between your bodies, fingers finding your clit, circling it in time with his thrusts, and you felt yourself falling apart. Pleasure building so fast it left you breathless.
“I’m so close,” you gasped, clinging to him.
“Me too, baby,” Jungkook groaned, kissing you hard, his pace turning rougher, more frantic. “Come with me… I wanna feel you.”
Your body tightened, the coil inside you snapping as waves of pleasure rippled through you. Your cry muffled against his mouth as you clenched around him, trembling under the force of your orgasm. Jungkook followed with a shuddering moan, hips grinding deep as he came inside you, his arms wrapping around you tightly like he couldn’t bear to let you go.
For a long moment, the only sounds were your racing breaths, the soft crash of waves, the rustling breeze. Jungkook pressed his face into your neck, placing slow, tender kisses along your skin as he held you close.
“God, baby,” he whispered softly, voice rough but affectionate. “You’re everything to me.”
You smiled, stroking your fingers through his damp hair, heart swelling with love. “I love you, Kook.”
He lifted his head, brushing a gentle kiss to your lips, his smile a little lazy and dazed. “Round two inside?” he asked again, his tone light but the hungry look in his eyes made your stomach flip.
You laughed softly, cheeks flushed, and tugged at his hand. “Lead the way, Greek god.”
Jungkook grinned wide, pulling you up with him and wrapping you in his arms as he carried you back toward the house, whispering sweet nothings against your ear. His touch tender, but the fire in his eyes promising that once you were inside, the passion between you was far from over.
