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[chxnsdrive]

Lesson

pairing - namjoon x (f) reader

genre - smut

warnings - 18+ (minors DNI), husband!namjoon, established relationship, unprotected sex (you better not), a bit of plot (mostly smut), the smut is smutty (you’ve been warned), oral (m) receiving, creampie, needy namjoon, sub!namjoon, good boy, prolonged orgasm, orgasm denial, edging, femdom, bdsm (LITE), hmm, what did I forget?

summary - flirty waitress + jealous y/n = subby Joon ;)

word count - 2.3k words

a/n - I’ve been working on this for SO LONG. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ♡

(Sectioned part indicates flashback)

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"Baby, come on. Don't you think you're over reacting just a little bit?" Namjoon asked from the bedroom.

You scoffed quietly. Overreacting? You? Never.

"I don't overreact. That waitress was basically giving you 'fuck me' eyes and you didn't say anything!" You answered from the bathroom where you stood taking off your jewelry.

Joon walked into the bathroom and stood behind you, leaning down until his lips were against the skin of your neck.

"You know I've only got eyes for you, baby."

You felt a rush of chills cover your shoulder and down your arm at the warmth of his breath. You glared at him through the mirror.

"Could have fooled me." You muttered before brushing past him with an attitude that hadn't let up since you left the restaurant.

Namjoon hummed quietly as he undid his tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, his cuff links following shortly after. He was really starting to get frustrated.

He walked hastily into the bedroom just as you pulled your dress over your head, leaving you in your bra, panties, and pantyhose.

But he didn't care.

All he could see were the constant eye rolls. All he could hear were the smart comments.

He gripped your arm and led you to the wall beside the bed, making your back land against it with a soft thud.

"What the fuck are you doing?" You asked, angry as your eyes darted back and forth across his face.

"Let's skip the pleasantries and get straight to business." He purred.

You could feel your tummy warming up at his silky voice.

"You're right. I let that waitress flirt with me. I didn't see any harm in it. I was just being nice! Besides, I was only looking at how stunning you looked in that tight ass dress.." His eyes wandered down your body briefly, clearly getting distracted.

"But yes, she was flirty and I didn't say anything. There. You happy?"

You looked at him with wide eyes. You were half shocked that he told you the truth and half angry that he didn't do anything about it.

"No. I'm not fucking happy."

Annoyance flashed across Namjoon's eyes. He raised an eyebrow before he smirked at you.

"Then let's remedy this situation the best way we know how. You're angry and want to get back at me. I'm fed up with your attitude and want to fix it."

He paused, pressing his hard body into yours against the wall.

"So let's fuck it out of each other."

Your stomach swirled in anticipation. That's exactly what you wanted to do.

"Sounds fair." You said, placing both hands on his half-exposed chest. "But I get to go first."

Before he had a chance to answer, you guided him to sit the chair in the corner of the room and went to your knees in front of him.

"Take it out for me, baby." You instructed, grazing your nails gently down his chiseled thighs.

He smirked, biting softly on his bottom lip as he did as he was told.

"Such a good boy." You cooed, taking his semi-hardened length into your hand.

Namjoon inhaled at your touch, closing his eyes in pleasure as you stroked him.

"Do you want me to suck your cock, baby?"

"Fuck, yes I do." He answered, just above a whisper.

You stuck your tongue out and let your mouth salivate until it was dripping down onto his cock. His lips were parted, his breathing shallow as he watched you, fascinated.

"Then I need you to do something for me." You said with a grin, resuming your slow stokes on his now wet cock. His hips bucked forward, a subby moan leaving his lips.

"Oh my god, anything. Anything you want, just don't stop." He breathed.

"Oh, I have to. But just for a minute, I promise."

You stood from your place in front of him and took a couple of steps back. You turned with your back to him, bending forward as you slowly rolled your pantyhose down your hips and over your ass.

Joon let out a deep groan as he watched you, wanting so bad to touch you.

You managed to pull them all the way off successfully, leaving you in only your bra and panties.

"So, what can I do for you, sweetheart?" He questioned, flashing his dimples at you as he smiled.

"Mm. You can put your hands behind you so I can tie you up all nice and tight. Is that okay?" You cooed, leaning to rest your hands on his thighs.

He inhaled sharply, his cock twitching with anticipation.

"Yes."

You tilted your head slightly before gripping his cock and stroking it quickly.

"Yes, what?"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. That's it baby, that's so good." He whined.

"Yeah? You want to cum?" You lulled with a moan. You weren't going to admit it just yet, but you were just as turned on as he was.

"I really fucking do, holy shit."

You let go of him, watching his cock throb with such intensity as he bucked his hips up into nothing. You thought he might cum hands free.

"Then answer me."

"Yes ma'am. Please tie me up and suck my cock." He begged with a glint in his eye, trying desperately not to touch himself.

"I guess I better before your hands get you in trouble." You said with a smirk.

You moved to straddle his lap, pantyhose in hand. His eyes watched your every move, so incredibly entranced and turned on.

He obediently put his hands behind him, allowing you to reach behind him and tie them securely with the pantyhose. Your lace covered cunt rubbed against him, a low growl emitting from his throat at the heat you were giving off.

You grinned, enjoying the effect you had on him.

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"Well, hello there and welcome!" She tucked her hair behind her ear, practically drooling at your husband.

You knew as soon as she spoke that she wasn't addressing both of you.

"Hi there! How are you?"

You furrowed your brow as you stared at him from across the table. He sounded entirely too..chipper..for your taste.

"I'm great! How are you?"

She damn neared purred her response. You could already feel your blood pressure spiking.

"Uh, we're great. We're ready to order." You interjected.

Namjoon looked over at you, brief confusion dancing across his eyes.

How clueless.

"Oh, okay. Well, what can I get started for you?"

She only looked at you briefly before redirecting her question and her attention back to your husband.

"Well, I'll have-"

"You know what, we'll just take a couple of steaks to go. Medium. Fries on the side. Thank you." You stated flatly, not once taking your eyes off of Namjoon.

The waitress stood there for a moment, looking between the both of you before she spoke again.

"Are you sure? I'd hate for you to leave so soon."

Damn it if she wasn't blatantly talking to JUST him again.

"Look, I don't plan on repeating myself. To go. Sooner rather than later." You grit, doing the best you could to keep yourself together in the middle of the restaurant.

She looked at you with wide eyes before nodding and smiling politely at Namjoon. Again.

The nerve. 

"What the hell is going on with you?" He asked in a hushed tone once she had walked away.

"Funny, I was just about to ask you the same damn thing."

His head tilted to the side as if he had no idea what you were on about.

"Let's save this discussion for the car." You huffed, looking off to the side.

"Well, you look really pretty."

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Still straddling him, you looked down at him, hands bound behind his back, cock throbbing beneath you. 

His well-rounded biceps bulged beneath his button-down, his chest pushed out as he propped himself up. You craned your neck to slip your tongue into his mouth before biting softly on his bottom lip, sucking it into your mouth and letting go. Namjoon whimpered as you toyed with him. 

You pulled back to look at him, thick lips red and swollen, eyes already so fucked out. He was beautiful.

You cupped his face in your hands, putting your forehead to his.

"You look really pretty." You whispered, grinning before leaning down to place a soft kiss on the tip of his nose.

He let out a soft hum, eyes closed in pure bliss.

"I think I'm ready to have you in my mouth, baby." You murmured, standing from his lap.

"Fuck, yes. Please, I'm begging you."

You happily obliged, sinking to your knees in front of him once again and taking him into your mouth slowly until his dick touched the back of your throat. You hummed in satisfaction, knowing how much he loved it when you swallowed him.

"Shit, that feels so good baby." He mumbled, tossing his head back.

You moved your head up and down, finding a rhythm that was most pleasurable for him. You could tell he was so already on the edge. It wouldn't take much more of your teasing to get him right where you wanted him.

"You're gonna make me cum, baby. Can I cum? Hm? Please?" He whined thrusting his hips in tandem with your mouth.

Not quite ready for him to feel his release, you came off of him abruptly.

"Fuck!"

"Tell me who makes you feel this good. The only one who makes you feel this good." You demanded, stroking him slowly.

"It's you, baby. It's only you. I'm only for you." He pleaded, desperate to feel you again. His eyes searched yours in hopes you believed him.

You offered a playful smirk before standing up and straddling him once again.

"Mm, good boy. I think you're learning." You teased.

Namjoon gripped at the chair behind him as his cock throbbed, his mind blank save for thoughts of your tight pussy wrapped around him.

"Please let me feel you, baby. I'll do anything." He all but sobbed.

"Oh, really?" You inquired, your lips just barely parted as you slipped your panties to the side. You took hold of his cock and lined him with your arousal soaked cunt.

"Yes, baby. Anything. Any fucking thing."

Music to your ears.

You sank down around him effortlessly, a short sigh leaving your lips as you placed your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself. You swore you could feel his cock behind your bellybutton and you hadn't even taken all of him yet.

"Holy fuck, I can't wait baby." He panted, his eyes frantic.

You took hold of his face, his lips pouted slightly. You took the rest of his cock beautifully until your hips met his.

"You can and you will. You had better not cum until I'm ready for you to or it'll be a long night for both of us."

"Fuck, but I-"

"Be patient and I'll let you cum with me. Does that sound good?"

He hesitated, but decided he needed to do his best to wait for you. Although, you had pushed him so close to the edge already, he wasn't sure how well he could do that. He nodded in agreement.

You grinned as you started bouncing on him, softly at first.

Joon's mouth hung open, unable to make any noise as he watched you.

"Talk to me, baby. Tell me how good this pussy feels." You managed to mumble between moans. Being as aroused as you were and not doing anything about it for this long had put you just as close to the edge as he was.

"It feels good, too good." He breathed before letting out a low growl. You knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

You stopped your movements abruptly, this time stifling your own orgasm as well. 

"Fuck, fuuck, y/n please. I can't take it anymore. Please let me cum. I need to cum." 

"Tell me you've learned your lesson and we can both feel good, my love." You lulled directly into his ear.

"Shit, I have, I promise. I'll never let anyone flirt with me, unchecked, again. It won't happen again. I only love you, you know that. I'm sorry baby, please." He nearly cried.

Satisfied with his answer, you resumed your movements- this time, bouncing a bit faster and harder. The skin of your ass slapped repeatedly against the muscle of his thighs, the filthy sounds of your wet cunt filling the room.

"You've been so good for me, baby. I'm about to cum, I want you to cum with me. Can you do that for me?" You panted, struggling to wait for his response.

"Fuck, yes. I'm about to-"

And just like that, both of you were coming undone together. His orgasm so intense that he nearly came again, practically howling in pleasure. Your release was so powerful that your vision went dark for a moment, the rest of your body tingling as your nerves stood on end. 

You leaned your body against him, resting your head into the crook of his neck as you both steadied your breathing.

"Can you untie me now?" He whispered after a while.

You giggled quietly as you reached behind him and undid the ties, his cock still resting inside of you.

He brought his hands in front of him for the first time all night, immediately wrapping his arms around you. He squeezed your sides, sighing lowly at how soft you felt against him.

"Thank you." He whispered.

You smiled to yourself, about to answer before you felt his cock hardening inside you once again. Your eyes opened as you leaned back gently to look at him. 

Namjoon had a dark, lustful look on his face that immediately reminded you-

It was his turn.

[chxnsdrive]

Quiet

pairings - jimin x (f) reader

genre - smut

summary - fantasies are fun..but what happens when the guy you’ve been fantasizing about knocks on your door one night?

warnings - 18+ (Minors DNI), voyeurism (kinda but not really), oral (f) receiving, boy next door, unprotected sex (c’mon..just don’t.), (f) masturbation, mention of toys, teeny tiny bit of plot, tell me if I forgot something please

word count - 3.2k

a/n - not sure where this idea came from but…yeah..enjoy lmao

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Long nights at work had become a regular thing for you lately. You worked as a bartender at a local bar that was right around the corner from your apartment and while the money was good and you enjoyed your job, the hours were starting to get to you.

So naturally, you had to find a way to unwind and decompress after a late shift. Sure, it was a guilty pleasure and everyone did it, but you'd be mortified if anyone knew.

It was a normal night, like every other night this week. You walked into your apartment around 11:30, purely exhausted. But the promise of relaxation that you knew was coming was always enough to get you through each night.

After you had showered and brushed your teeth, you got into your favorite lingerie set. It was a white, two-piece, lace set that hugged your curves beautifully and even though nobody but you ever saw it, it still made you feel sexy and confident.

You got in your bed like always, getting nice and comfortable in your black, satin sheets. You sat back against your pillow before reaching into your bedside drawer for your favorite vibrator.

It was a small, light blue, silicone vibrator that offered suction on ten different levels. You had made sure to charge it before you went to work today, so it would be ready for you when you got home.

You pressed the power button, the vibrator immediately roaring to life. You put it on the third-highest speed before bringing it down to your clit.

The suction immediately tugged at your nerves, sending shockwaves through your body.

"Fuck." You breathed, closing your eyes. This feeling never got old.

You laid there as you shamelessly began to imagine your neighbor in the apartment right next to yours.

Just like every night.

Jimin was beyond attractive. The two of you had previously had brief conversations before, but nothing more than casual small talk between neighbors. That's how you played it off, anyway.

If he knew what thoughts actually went on in your head when you talked to him, he would probably never look at you again- let alone speak to you.

But you couldn't help it. Your imagination went crazy every time you saw him.

His lips looked like they were handcrafted specifically for him. They were so plump and looked softer than silk. You couldn't help but imagine them against your skin, kissing you slowly, everywhere, over and over.

His eyes were soft, yet intense at the same time. He wasn't very tall but he always dressed like God himself was going to come walking into the room at any given moment.

You moaned out loud for the first time as you let your imagination fully take over. Thoughts of Jimin taking place of the vibrator, letting his tongue explore you, making you feel incredible.

You imagined him running his hands along your body, squeezing and gripping at your skin as he fucked his tongue into you. Constant moans and gasps fell from your lips as you felt yourself getting closer and and closer to your climax.

The vibrator continued to pull and tug at your clit, building your orgasm quickly. You could feel the tension in your lower abdomen getting tighter and tighter.

"Jimin." You moaned again, completely engulfed in your fantasy as you gripped at your left breast with your free hand.

Your body stilled, only your thighs shaking lightly as your orgasm ripped through you. It was a feeling of pure bliss that you would never get tired of.

You laid there for a few seconds as your breathing slowly regulated and reality began to smolder your imagination once again.

Once you had finally come down, you got up and wrapped a silk robe around your body before going to clean yourself up. You took your toy with you, making sure to clean it properly also before heading back to your bedroom.

As you made your way back down the hallway, you heard a very light knocking at your front door.

"Who the fuck?" You whispered, glancing at the clock on the wall.

It was after midnight. Who would be knocking on your door this late?

You lightly tiptoed to the door, making sure to be silent just in case you didn't want the mysterious visitor to know you were awake. You glanced out of the peephole on your apartment door, a soft gasp escaping your lips.

It was none other than Park Jimin himself, standing in front of your door.

You clutched at your robe, eyes wide as you processed what was going on. You held your vibrator behind your back and finally opened the door, peeking out slightly at him.

"Oh, hey y/n." He said with a low, husky voice as he turned to look at you. It made the hair on the back of your neck stand up.

"Um, hey Jimin. Is everything okay? It's after midnight, what are you doing up?" You asked.

"I could ask you the same thing." He replied, eyes traveling down your somewhat exposed body.

He seemed like he was nervous about something. Anxious, but in control of his emotions nonetheless. Even still, his eyes never left your body.

You blushed as you looked him over. He was wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a gray, long sleeve, v-neck t-shirt that exposed his glorious collarbones. His hair was messy, yet his lucious, dark hair looked perfect. He was breathtaking.

"Well, as I’ve told you before, I work long nights so it's actually normal for me to be up this late." You huffed.

He stared at you, one eyebrow raised as he smirked. He swiped his tongue over his bottom lip before biting it lightly. You were absolutely screaming on the inside.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked, leaning closer until he rested his weight against your doorframe.

You hesitated, squinting your eyes at him. You would never admit it, but he intimidated the fuck out of you. You shifted your weight to one leg, eyeing him carefully.

"Sure."

He grinned that beautiful smile that you swooned for, his eyes turning to sweet crescents.

"Are you alone in there?" He nodded behind you, toward your silent apartment.

You looked behind you, confusion plastered across your face.

"Yes?" You answered in a questioning tone. "Why?"

He giggled almost silently, looking down at his feet briefly. He looked back up at you, his smile quickly fading.

"So, there's not another Jimin in there?"

You furrowed your brow in frustration at his antics before widening your eyes in realization.

He must have heard you calling his name while you were "decompressing" earlier. You swallowed harshly, staring at him as you thought of what to say next.

"I...don't know what you mean."

He giggled again, taking another step toward you. He glanced around the doorframe nonchalantly, his hands running down the sides slowly as he continued on.

"These walls are awfully thin, y/n."

You held your breath, looking carefully at him as he stood so incredibly close to you. His cologne practically radiated off of him, smelling of fresh linen as it intoxicated you.

"So tell me. Is that supposed to be me?" He asked, looking down at your hands.

You followed his gaze, looking down at your hands to see that you were now clutching your vibrator in front of you. You gasped as you put it behind your back again quickly. You could feel the heat flooding your cheeks.

"What do you want, Jimin?" You asked, trying to sound confident and brave. Your voice shook slightly, giving away the fact that you were actually about to melt completely.

"Truthfully?" He took one more step closer, his body nearly pressed against yours. He put his hand up to the side of your face, running his thumb gently over your cheek. His lips were so close to yours, letting them brush against each other ever so lightly. You had to hold back the urge to kiss him.

"I want to show you that I can make you scream louder than that piece of plastic can."

You swallowed harshly, hesitating. You didn't want to admit that you had been fantasizing about him, but he already knew.

Fuck it.

You bit your bottom lip before reaching for the hem of his shirt. He immediately brought his hands to your waist as he stepped inside your apartment, kicking the door closed behind him. He pinned you against the wall, pulling the toy from your hand and tossing it to the ground. He watched you with dark eyes, his breathing slightly rapid.

"You should really learn to be quiet, baby." He purred, smirking at you.

You giggled before taking his hand and leading him down the hallway toward your bedroom, swinging your hips as you walked.

As soon as you stepped into your bedroom, Jimin turned you to face him. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling your body close to his. He stared intently into your eyes as he ran his thumb slowly across your bottom lip, tugging just barely.

"Can I please kiss you?" He whispered, not taking his eyes off of your lips.

"Yes." You breathed, ready to let his lips melt into yours.

No other words were spoken before he leaned down to close the distance between the two of you. He kissed you desperately, as if he had been waiting for this moment just as long as you had. He wasted no time slipping his tongue into your mouth, taking the time to slip your robe off of your body and onto the floor in the process.

"Get on the bed, baby." He instructed quietly, pulling away from your lips.

You did as you were told, scooting backwards on the bed as you kept eye contact with him.

Jimin watched you carefully as he pulled his T-shirt over his head, exposing his toned torso. Your mouth watered as your eyes roamed his flawless skin.

He climbed onto the bed with you, crawling toward you like a predator that had finally caught his prey. He licked his lips as he eyed your lace-clad curves.

"Can I kiss you again?" He purred, hooking his fingers around the band of your panties as he ran his tongue along the inside of your thighs.

"Please." You responded, beginning to feel needy.

He grinned, pulling your lace down your legs and off of you completely. He licked his lips slowly at the sight of your glistening core, wet and ready for him.

"So pretty." He groaned before letting his lips dive into your folds.

Your back arched at the warmth of his tongue, a low moan leaving your lips. Jimin moved his tongue expertly through your folds, finding it's way to your clit.

He looked up at you with hooded eyes before letting his tongue dance in circles around your bundle of nerves. Your hands made a plunge for his hair, tugging lightly as a small cry erupted from your throat.

"Jimin."

He grinned as he continued working you, bringing a finger to your entrance as his tongue continued its work. He let his middle finger slowly enter you, not once stopping his tongue.

You were nothing but moans and gasps as Jimin worked you so perfectly. You felt yourself getting close to your climax as he continued.

"You taste so fucking good, baby." He hummed from below you. He sped up his movements in and out of your core, adding another finger and curving them upwards until he found the spot that would have you running from him.

"Fuck!" You moaned, throwing your head back.

He continued watching you, wanting to see your face of pleasure when you came. His lips attached to your clit once more, flitting his tongue repeatedly until he felt you tightening around his fingers.

"Fuck yes, baby. Just like that. You're doing so well." He praised, sending deep vibrations through your pussy as he encouraged your orgasm. It was just enough to send you over the edge.

"Cumming." Was all you could manage to squeak out.

Jimin grinned, slowing his movements just barely so you could ride out every second of your climax. He watched you with lust filled eyes, your back arched, toes curled, and eyes closed as you came down.

His cock was harder than it had ever been as he watched you. Sure, he had heard you through the wall countless times- imagining what you looked like, what faces you made, how you tasted. But his imagination didn't have shit on what he was witnessing.

He pulled his fingers out of you as he slowly crawled the rest of the way towards you, leaving soft, sensual kisses up your body along the way.

The buzz of your high was fading and every touch of his lips on your skin sent aftershocks of pleasure coursing through your body. His fingers trailed up your thigh before making their way up your sides, giving you chills on every inch of your skin.

"Jimin." You whined, the tenderness in his touch beginning to be too much.

"Hm?" He hummed in a low, gravelly voice that made your nerves stand on end. He hovered over you, his head tilting slightly as he looked down at you with a smirk. His hardened cock begged for relief through his thin sweats.

You reached for the band of his sweatpants, eager to please him. He stopped you, grabbing your wrist gently. You looked at him, confused.

"You don't want me to-"

"Oh, I want you to. Believe me. But your pleasure is my only goal tonight." He responded, his thick lips turning into a half smirk.

You blushed, turning your head to the side. How could someone be so sweet but so hot at the same time?

Jimin pulled his sweats off of his body, making your eyes widen at how big he was. He ran one hand through his hair before lining himself up with your entrance. He leaned down, pausing before he continued.

"Will you let me fuck you?" He whispered, his lips only inches away from yours.

You nodded, desperate to feel him inside of you. He grinned a small, sexy smile that made your stomach flip. It quickly faded, his face turning serious as he slowly began to push into you.

Your jaw went slack, loving the burn of the stretch as your pussy wrapped around him.

"Fuck." He growled. He slowly sunk deeper and deeper into you until his hips met yours. You both let out sharp breaths, neither of you moving for a moment as you got used to the feeling of him.

Jimin leaned down and buried his face into your neck as he kissed your skin, slowly swirling his tongue in circles . You craned your neck to the side, your eyes rolling back at the feeling of the weight of his cock resting inside of you.

As if reading your mind, Jimin began slowly rocking his hips into yours, still sucking at your neck. You let out a soft moan as he started moving.

"Mmm, don't hold back baby. Let me hear you."

He snapped his hips quickly, making you gasp. He pulled his torso away from you, leaning back as he stayed inside of you. His hands gripped at your waist, raising your hips slightly from the bed.

"Do you have any idea how good you feel?" He growled lowly, pulling your hips onto his cock as he shallowly bounced into you. You could only moan in response. You had never felt like this. Words wouldn't form in your brain.

Jimin began picking up his pace, unable to hold back anymore. That sinful look had returned to his eyes as he moved in and out of you. His tongue poked into his cheek as he focused on how good you felt.

Just as you felt your climax building, he stopped abruptly. Your eyes fluttered open in frustration as you whipped your head in his direction.

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing." He grinned. "Turn over."

You hesitated, already completely fucked out for this man, but willing to do whatever he asked of you. You turned over, laying flat on your stomach.

Jimin let out a deep groan, gripping your ass in both of his hands. He sunk into you effortlessly, not stopping to let you adjust this time. He hovered his body over your back, one arm propping himself up on one side of you as he thrusted his cock into you repeatedly. His other hand gripped at the bend of your hip, pulling your ass toward him to meet his thrusts.

"How does it feel, baby?" He cooed, panting quietly right next your ear as his cock worked you.

"So fucking good." You moaned, gripping at the sheets beneath you.

Realization suddenly set in as you listened to the moans of the man behind you.

Park Jimin was in your apartment, fucking you like there was no tomorrow. How did your fantasy come to life so quickly? And how was it better than anything your mind could have ever imagined?

Your back began to arch as you felt that familiar sensation building at your core. You heard Jimin let out a breathy moan as you squeezed around him. You felt his cock throb with excitement as he started pounding into you mercilessly.

"Fuck, Jimin!"

"That's right baby, tell everyone who's pussy this is." He grunted, slamming into you.

You bounced harshly into the mattress with each slam of his hips, your moans getting louder and louder. You listened as your headboard knocked against the wall, only encouraging Jimin to go faster as his continuous moans mixed with yours.

You felt yourself let go, feeling your body cross over as the heat of your climax consumed you. Your pussy contracted repeatedly, tightening around Jimin.

"I'm gonna cum, baby. This pussy’s gonna make me fucking cum." He grunted harshly, thrusting a few more times before pulling out of you. He pumped his cock slowly as you felt the warmth of his cum release on your ass.

The two of you sat still for a moment, breathing rapidly before Jimin got up and found his way to your bathroom. He returned with a towel, cleaning you up in the most gentle way possible. You smiled at the sweet gesture.

He put the towel in your laundry bin and returned to lay on the bed beside you. You grinned at how comfortable he seemed to be in your apartment.

"I've been wanting to do that since I moved in next door, you know." He said, laying on his back with his hands behind his head. He looked over at you and smiled before reaching over to pull you close to him.

"Yeah, me too." You admitted, snuggling up next to him. "Let's do it more often."

"You don't have to tell me twice, love."

The two of you laid there quietly, listening to each other breathing along with the soft sound of the clock ticking on the wall. Jimin giggled quietly after a few minutes.

"What's funny?" You asked.

"Oh, nothing." He kissed the top of your head.

"But I told you I could make you scream louder than that toy could."

[chxnsdrive]

Stage

pairing - idol!jimin x reader

genre - smut

warnings - 18+ (minors DNI), idol!au, dom!jimin, unprotected sex (don’t), pretty much 0 plot, public sex, risk of getting caught, oral (m) receiving, creampie, did I forget anything?

summary - you’ve always wanted to see the view from the stage. and jimin has always wanted to show you.

word count - 2.0k words

a/n - brain. rot. have a wonderful day! :)

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“We love you guys!”

You watched from backstage as the group waved goodbye to all of their fans, blowing kisses and giving as many hearts as they could as they exited the stage.

You loved seeing how much they loved their fans and they clearly loved what they did. You admired them for it.

All seven of the guys came walking backstage one by one as the audience continued to roar with a mixture of screams and cries. You remembered the feeling of being out there.

The conflicting feeling of not wanting the concert to be over, but wanting them to rest. Wanting to stay with them just a little bit longer. Just being a loving fan who sometimes wondered what it felt like to be loved by them..personally.

"Hey, y/n!"

You snapped back into reality as Jimin came barreling toward you. He engulfed you in a tight hug that made you giggle. He was sweaty, but you didn't mind. You never did.

"Hey, y/n is here!" Taehyung yelled as the rest of the guys came jogging toward you, exhaustion and sweat dripping down their faces.

"Great show tonight guys. As always." You pulled away from Jimin slightly, praising them all with a soft smile as Jimin kept his arm wrapped around your waist.

"I'm so fucking exhausted but I also feel like I could do it all over again. Our fans really are the best. I'll never get tired of this feeling."

You giggled as you watched Jungkook gush over their fans and how much he loved to perform.

"Fuck that, I'm going home." Yoongi shook his head, breathless as he made his way to his dressing room. He gave you a soft pat on the shoulder as he passed you, going on ahead of everyone. He could give off a cold persona sometimes, but you knew he loved what he did. He was just as much of a softie as the rest of them were.

Jimin gave you a light squeeze on your side, making you look up at him. He kissed you on top of your head before walking the two of you toward the other dressing rooms. The rest of the guys followed close behind.

"What was your favorite part of the show, y/n?" Hobi asked, catching up to the other side of you.

"Oh, um." You hesitated, quickly thinking back to a part of the show that stood out to you. To be truthful, all of it was always your favorite. But you couldn't tell them your actual favorite part.

What really got you going was watching Jimin struggle to perform, knowing you had teased him relentlessly between songs.

Whenever they would come back stage to rest for a few minutes or change clothes, you always found a way to get him riled up and excited.

Even if it was just whispering dirty things to him, or if it was bending over in front of him so your ass was exposed under your skirt, or grazing your hand on his cock through his pants, he would always have to go back out on stage before he could do anything to you.

But you couldn't tell everyone else that.

"I think Blood Sweat & Tears was my favorite tonight. It's one of my all time favorites." You finally answered. You felt Jimin squeeze your side as he let out a low chuckle. You looked at him, confused.

Seeming satisfied with your answer, Hobi smiled and turned to finish talking with Taehyung. Jungkook and Jin scuffled with each other, play fighting the whole way back to the dressing rooms. Namjoon followed closely behind all of you, smiling softly as he watched over everyone.

After the boys had lazily showered, changed, and gathered their personal belongings, they made their way one by one to their respective SUV's that would take them back to their hotel.

Jimin came back into his dressing room where he had left you while he showered. He had changed from his stage clothes into a pair of gray sweatpants and a loose, black t shirt. His freshly washed, silver hair clung lightly to his flawless bare face. He was absolutely stunning.

You couldn't help but feel excited, knowing what was coming once you got back to the hotel. Jimin never put up with your teasing for too long and you had been pushing him toward the edge all night. Regardless of how he was acting, you knew he was pissed and ready to teach you a lesson.

"Ready?"

You jumped up from the couch a little too enthusiastically.

"Yep, let's go."

He took your hand in his as he grabbed his bag. The two of you made your way down the hallway, passing the now empty stage once more.

You stopped short to admire how quiet it now was after hosting thousands of screaming fans only hours earlier. It was almost haunting. But it intrigued you.

"What's wrong?" Jimin asked from a few feet away from you.

"Oh, nothing. I just love the calm after the storm. It has its own sort of beauty about it." You responded, still not looking in his direction.

"The calm really is beautiful. But the storm is such a rush." You jumped as Jimin whispered into your ear, now standing directly behind you.

"I bet it is." You replied in a whisper.

Jimin pressed his body into yours, letting you feel his hardness through his thin sweats. You closed your eyes, loving how he felt against you.

"Come with me."

He grabbed your wrist once more and pulled you into the arena, leading you up on the stage. You giggled, knowing you weren't supposed to be in here anymore.

The venue crew was nowhere to be found. You were sure they were waiting for everyone to leave so they could lock up, but as long as they didn't catch you right now, you didn't care.

Jimin turned you around to face the now empty seats, bringing his body to yours once again.

"It's such a rush, being up here." He grinded his hips into your ass lightly, causing you to let out a soft moan.

"Jimin, we can't do this right now. And especially not here, the staff will come looking for us." You protested quietly.

"Then stop me."

His hands roamed down your sides, giving you soft squeezes every few seconds. He raised your skirt up slowly, exposing your pink lace-covered body. He groaned at the sight of your curves, running his hands over the soft skin of your ass.

"Fuck."

"Jimin." You whined. You truthfully didn't want one of the managers or staff to come looking for the two of you. But you would be lying if you said the thrill of getting caught didn't turn you on even more.

"You know baby, I'm not very happy with you right now." He spoke softly, bringing his lips to your neck.

You bit your lip, knowing exactly where he was going with this.

"Do you know why?"

You fought the urge to smile. "No sir."

Jimin landed a swift smack to your ass, grabbing a handful of your hair in the process. Your neck craned back slightly as you whimpered. You could feel the skin on your ass stinging as Jimin squeezed the now red area.

"You sure about that?" He growled lowly.

"I'm sorry."

He spun you around to face him before pushing you to your knees in front of him. You wasted no time tugging on his sweatpants and boxers, licking your lips as his length sprung forward.

"What are you sorry for, baby?" He asked just above a whisper, stroking your face gently before giving you a light slap as he looked down at you.

"For teasing you." You answered quickly. You knew better than to be bratty right now.

Jimin grabbed your cheeks, puckering your lips.

“And why would I punish you for that?”

“Because you couldn’t fuck me.” You answered through pursed lips. Jimin thought it was cute.

"Mm, that’s right. Now show me how sorry you are."

You quickly obeyed, loving how demanding and dominant he could be. You stroked his length a few times before taking him in your mouth. You started slow, wrapping your tongue around him as you moved your head up and down.

Jimin watched you with hooded eyes, his mouth hanging open slightly as he looked down at you. You finally took his entire length, throating him completely while hollowing your cheeks. You made sure to keep your eyes locked with his, knowing how much it drove him crazy.

"Fuck, baby." He groaned under his breath, bending his knees slightly so he could bring his hand to the back of your head and move you up and down his cock as he pleased. You felt tears forming in your eyes as you gagged lightly.

"You look so beautiful with my cock down your throat." He purred, smirking as you continued your movements. You let out a soft moan at his praises, sending vibrations onto his cock.

Getting close to his high and not wanting to cum just yet, he pulled you off of him. He pulled you up off of your knees, caressing your face before turning you around. He flipped your skirt up over your ass once again, wasting no time. He knew the staff would come looking for the two of you any minute now.

He pulled your panties down below your ass, just enough to give him access to your pussy. He ran his cock through your dripping folds, letting out a deep groan as he felt how wet you were for him.

"Gotta make this quick, princess." He whispered in your ear. "And don't be loud."

You nodded quickly, beyond ready to be fucked.

"Yes sir."

He brought both of your arms behind you, making your arch your back as he sunk into you. You let out a soft squeal at the feeling of being filled so quickly.

Jimin immediately brought one hand to your mouth, his other still keeping your arms in place behind you.

"I could have sworn I just said to be quiet, baby." He growled as he picked up his pace. He slammed into you even harder, clearly punishing you for not listening.

You couldn't help but pant, letting out hushed moans as he kept his hand over your mouth. You could feel your orgasm building quickly as your eyes roamed the empty stadium.

Your mind was suddenly filled with the thought that the boys were just performing here, in front of thousands of screaming fans only a few hours ago. And here you were, getting fucked on that very same stage.

The thought made you tighten around Jimin's cock, signaling that you were close. He let out a soft chuckle from behind you, readjusting his position so his hips were angled upwards.

"I know you're close. Better hurry up and cum before we get caught." He cooed.

Your eyes widened when you suddenly heard faint voices from within the building, followed by a door closing. You knew they were looking for the two of you.

"Fuck." You breathed. The idea of getting caught turned you on beyond belief, sending you over the edge and into your high.

"That's it baby. Such a good girl." Jimin praised, continuing his movements as he talked you through your orgasm. You felt his cock twitching inside you as you rode out your high. He was close too.

With a few more thrusts, you felt the warmth of his cum shoot inside of you, soft moans and grunts falling from his lips as his grip tightened on your mouth. He finally released you and let go of your arms, quickly pulling your panties back up to keep his cum from spilling out of you.

You readjusted your skirt and straightened yourself out as he pulled his own pants back up, just as the doors to the stadium swung open.

"Jimin, what are you two doing? Everyone is waiting on you to head back to the hotel." The manager called out with an irritated look on his face.

"Oh I was just showing her the view from the stage. I'm sorry! We're coming." Jimin bowed slightly to his manager before looking over at you. He smiled that gorgeous smile you loved so much and gave you a wink.

The manager turned to walk out as you and Jimin made your way off the stage. Jimin leaned down to whisper in your ear, wrapping an arm around your waist.

"Just wait until we get to the hotel. I'm not done with you yet."

[chxnsdrive]

Neighbors

pairing - taehyung x (f) reader

genre - smut

summary - you finally get to..properly..introduce yourself to your new neighbor.

warnings - 18+ (minors DNI), neighbor au, dom!taehyung, oral (f) receiving, unprotected sex (be smart, wrap it up folks), slight (?) voyeurism, not much plot-just smutty, let me know if I’ve forgotten anything (it’s 4am)

word count - 2.5k words

a/n - this is my very first post on tumblr! please be nice to me, i’m a bit fragile lmao.

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“Damn it!”

Your attention snapped away from the book you had been enveloped in as you sat on your front porch. You glanced over to your left to see your relatively new neighbor unloading painting after painting out of the backseat of his car.

And he had just dropped one on the ground.

You giggled to yourself quietly as you watched him shake his head- his soft, brown locks bouncing with every move. You hadn't officially met him yet and you had only seen him a few times through your window as he came and went. But he damn sure was attractive.

"Need some help?" You called out from your porch. The man jumped slightly, clearly unaware that you had been watching him.

"I'd normally say no, but if I drop one more of these paintings, I might lose it." He yelled back, offering a smile through his annoyance.

You softly closed your book, laying it on the step of your porch before making your way across your yard.

As you approached him, you could see his features much more clearly. His white v-neck t-shirt showed off his flawless, honey skin that practically glowed in the sunlight and a pair of black jeans that hugged his waist beautifully. His collarbones peeked out from the neckline of his shirt, just begging to be kissed.

"I really appreciate it. Every time I drop one, I can't help but feel guilty." He mumbled once you got a bit closer. You grabbed a few of the paintings, inspecting them closer.

"Wow, these are beautiful! Where did you get these?" You asked, eyes still fixed on the paintings.

"I won them at an auction. Art holds a pretty special place in my heart." He replied with a content sigh.

"Well, you have incredible taste." You offered him a polite smile.

He glanced over at you, giving you the sweetest boxy smile that you had ever seen. It made you blush.

"Thank you."

The two of you managed to get all of the paintings into his house without another one falling to the ground. Once inside, you glanced around his house and marveled at how beautifully decorated it was.

"Holy shit, your house is beautiful!"

He chuckled, watching you admire all of the paintings that he already had hanging up.

"You seem to also have an eye for art."

"Not really. I just think they're amazing." You replied softly, not taking your eyes off of them. "I have a lot of respect for artists. They're so talented and passionate about their work."

He tilted his head to the side, intrigued by how genuine you were. He had been wanting to talk to you for a while now, but never had the..time?..courage?

"You know, I don't think we've properly met since I moved in over here. I'm Kim Taehyung."

You turned around to face him, seeing his outstretched hand. You gladly took it, suddenly feeling flustered as his large hand gently grasped yours.

"I'm y/n. We've sort of said 'hello' in passing every now and then but it's nice to properly meet you, Kim Taehyung." 

You could feel heat rushing into your cheeks the longer he stared at you. And he wasn't being subtle about it.

"Not to be forward or anything, but do you want to stay for dinner? Let me thank you for helping me." He more so stated rather than asked, still not taking his eyes off of you. His dominant aura was almost overwhelming.

"Oh, I couldn't ask you to do that. I’d hate to impose.." you trailed off. Truth was, you didn't want to leave. And he didn't want you to either.

"Okay." He shrugged, turning to carry the paintings into the other room.

Your jaw dropped open at how quickly he had given up. You looked down at your feet, feeling defeated and absolutely stupid for ruining your chance at whatever you were hoping for.

"We'll skip dinner. I have other ways to thank you." He called out casually from another area of the house.

You looked up, eyes wide and cheeks hot.

"Wait, what? Really, Taehyung, I've got to get back home." Shuffling could be heard from the next room as he moved stuff around.

"Besides, it's not like I'm a slut or something." You mumbled under your breath, smirking as you continued to admire the paintings.

He suddenly came back around the corner, backing you against a bare wall. You gasped as you landed softly.

Taehyung's face was now merely inches from yours, his eyes now dark with lust. You felt your heartbeat racing as he leaned down to your neck, his warm breath dancing across your skin.

"I never said you were. But since you’ve mentioned it, lie to me and tell me you don't want to know, y/n. About all the different ways I could make you cum. How quickly I can have you screaming my name."

Your breath hitched at his last sentence. His low, sultry voice was enough to make your body buzz with arousal. You were, in fact, curious. But you didn't plan on admitting it so easily.

"I don't. I hate to bruise that ego of yours." You stated with a grin, lying through your teeth while trying to sound confident.

Taehyung let out a small chuckle against your neck before you felt the warmth of his tongue sliding across your skin. He slowly made his way up to the bottom of your jaw, leaving sensual kisses across your jawline.

Your confidence was fading rapidly. You eventually let out several whimpers as his soft lips caressed your skin. He pulled back slowly, a smirk lining his lips.

"Still not curious, y/n?"

Fuck it.

Without answering him, you leaned forward, attaching your lips to his. He let out a soft groan and a sensual giggle as his hands gripped and pulled at your waist, pulling your body against his.

He gave your waist a rough squeeze, making you gasp in between kisses. He took this opportunity to let his tongue explore the inside of your mouth, your tongues working over each other in an intricate dance.

Taehyung suddenly pulled his lips away from yours, spinning you around to face the wall. The side of your face rested against the cool drywall as you felt his hands exploring your body.

"I don't think you realize how much of a tease you really are." He growled from behind you. He brought his hips to yours, grinding his hard cock into you slowly as he held your arms behind your back.

"What do you mean?" You asked, letting a moan escape your lips.

"Almost every day, you change clothes in your bedroom with the curtains open. No. Fucking. Modesty." He spat, emphasizing each word. He leaned his body against yours, bringing his lips to your ear.

"And I'm forced to just fucking watch, wondering what it would feel like to stuff you full of my cock."

You could feel your panties soaking the more his deep, velvety voice spoke. If you could make love to someone's voice, it would be his.

"I'm sorry." You whispered, closing your eyes.

"Are you? Did you know I was watching?" He huffed, sliding his hands down your sides before letting them rest on your hips. You brought your hands against the wall to hold yourself up better.

"No, I didn't."

His grip on your hips tightened, making you squeak on a sharp intake of breath.

"Don't lie to me." He growled, gripping a handful of your hair and slowly tilting your head back.

You bit your lip, deciding to tell him the truth. You wanted to be fucked and filled- and you hated to be teased.

"Yes, I knew. I wanted you to see me."

You were beginning to feel desperate. You started grinding your ass into his cock, wanting him to get the idea.

Taehyung let out a groan of approval, throwing his head back at the feeling before letting go of his grip in your hair.

"What do you want from me, y/n?"

You glanced over your shoulder, making brief eye contact with him. "I want you to fuck me. Please."

Without hesitation, he pulled your leggings down right below your ass, halfway down your thighs. Your black lace was now on display-not that he probably hadn't seen it through your window before anyway.

"Fuck." He growled, gripping your ass in both of his hands. He crouched down, leaving kisses and soft love bites across your ass. "You're such a fucking masterpiece."

You spread your legs a bit, wiggling your ass at the sound of his praises. He could feel the heat and arousal radiating from your pussy.

"Fuck me." He nearly whispered before gripping the backs of both of your thighs.

You gasped as his tongue made contact with your clothed cunt, his nails surely leaving marks on the back of your thighs where he was gripping you.

"Shit." You breathed, closing your eyes and letting the cool surface of the wall ground you.

Just as you thought he was going to make you cum, he stood up, leaving you panting and unsatisfied.

"I'm ready to fucking feel you."

He wasted no time as you heard his belt clinking, getting ready for you.

Eager. Fuck, that's sexy.

"You ready for me baby?"

You felt as he slipped your panties to the side before running his hard cock between your wet folds, coating himself in you. He didn't even take the time to undress you completely. His need to bury himself inside you turned you on beyond belief.

"Please." You begged. You weren't even begging for anything specific. You were just begging for beggars sake at this point.

"Yes ma'am." He cooed softly. He placed both of his hands on the wall as he prepares to sink his cock into you.

"Fuck!" You let out a yelp as you felt him begin to slip inside. He was so much bigger than you anticipated.

"Oh, fuck." He breathed from behind you, drawing out his words. He stayed still momentarily as your pussy stretched and squeezed around him. He could have came just from feeling your warmth.

After a few seconds, he slowly started rolling his hips into you, making sure you felt every inch. Teasing you yet again.

Your moans were like music to his ears as you felt him moving in and out of you.

In one swift motion, he pulled out almost completely before slamming back into you, filling you up. You let out a scream of pleasure, hoping none of your other neighbors could hear.

Taehyung continued pounding into you roughly, curses and moans falling from his lips as he took you. Your screams and moans were only making him more and more excited. You had never felt such pleasure in your life.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." You panted, feeling the pressure that was building in your stomach. It was only a matter of seconds before you would be a blathering mess.

"Go ahead baby, let me hear the beautiful noises you make when you cum all over my cock." He commanded between moans.

His permission was all you needed. You saw stars just as your vision went dark, focusing entirely on the high of your orgasm.

"Taehyung!"

"Fuck yes. Scream my name. You feel so fucking good baby." Taehyung praised you as you started to come down.

Pleasure began to turn into overstimulation as he continued to thrust into you. "Fuck, slow down. Please." You pleaded.

Taehyung stopped and swiftly pulled out of you, turning you around to face him. He pulled your leggings the rest of the way down your legs, allowing you to step out of them quickly.

Your shirt followed shortly after, tossed to the side and forgotten before it even touched the floor.

He grabbed the back of your thighs and lifted you against the wall, pressing his body into yours. He started placing rough kisses down your neck, leaving a trail of soon-to-be bruises as he smoothly unclasped your bra with his left hand.

"You really are perfect." He breathed. He stared intently at your breasts, playing softly with your aroused nipples as your body reacted to his touch.

His eyes pierced into yours as he lined himself at your entrance once again and pushed himself in. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you incredibly close.

"I know you can give me another one, baby. Just one more."

You leaned your head back against the wall while he fucked up into your cunt, your sex running down his cock and down to his balls.

"All the nights I had to jerk my own cock. When this sweet pussy was right next door. Fuck." Taehyung panted into your neck, breathless and fucked out.

All you could do was moan in response, trapped between the wall and your beautiful neighbor as you bounced repeatedly on his cock.

You felt your next orgasm approaching all too quickly as the softness of your walls began to swell with desire.

"Give it to me, baby. Give me all of that sweet, sticky sex." He growled, watching your tits as they bounced in rhythm with the rest of your body. His hands gripped at your waist, pulling you onto his cock with every thrust.

And you did exactly that. You came with such intensity that your body went numb for about 3 seconds. You couldn't even make any noises- just the sound of skin slapping as you held intense eye contact with Taehyung through your orgasm.

He laughed quietly before slowing his pace to a stop.

"I knew you could give me another one. Such a good girl."

He rested his forehead against yours as he resumed thrusting into you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, giving yourself more support as you started to move your hips to match his thrusts.

"You're gonna make me cum, baby. Fuck." His thrusts started to lose rhythm as his jaw went slack.

"This pussy is mine now. To fuck whenever I want it." He rambled.

"Fuck."

"Say it. Tell me."

"Whenever you want." You moaned.

He watched himself moving in and out of you so effortlessly, putting him over the edge. After 3 more thrusts he pulled out of you, cumming all over your stomach as he held you in his arms.

You reached down and pumped his throbbing cock as he rode out his high, constant moans falling from his sweet lips.

"Fuck, y/n. Stop before we go for round two." He warned. You smirked as you let him go, satisfied with how pleased he was.

He let your legs down gently, making sure you were steady enough to stand before cleaning you up.

"That was fucking amazing." He breathed, tucking himself away and buckling his pants again.

"Agreed. You sure do know what you're doing." You answered, letting out a soft giggle as you pulled your leggings back on.

"I just know a beautiful work of art when I see one." He looked over at you and winked, making you blush.

He waited for you to get all of your clothes back on before pulling you closer to him. His hand grazed over your cheek, his eyes locked with yours.

"I meant what I said. You’re mine now."