You had a horrible day and it just gets progressively worse. Also maybe you should read the titles of the coloring books you pick up…
In This Together : Fluff/Angst - 18+
You and Joon had been together 7 months. Yet you refuse to sleep over his apartment or vise versa. Namjoon simply chalked it up to you being shy, until one day he finds out the real reason.
Daddy’s Angel: Fluff/Christmas Themed - 18+
It’s Christmas eve and Namjoon can’t wrap presents to save his life, but he’ll never choose bags. Even if it kills him.
My Little Precious Human: Fluff/Text - 18+
No question is a stupid question...
Classes and Naps : Fluff/Drabble - 18+
Perhaps you woke up on the wrong side of the bed, or in better terms, you woke up to a lack of warmth on the other side of the bed.
The stains of crimson lipstick you left on his neck were now smudged and as soon as he pushed his length against your folds, you threw your head back in pleasure. A whimper left your lips, catching you in the moment, Hoseok slid his big palm underneath your neck and pulled you closer. “Open your eyes.” It was a soft request from Hoseok.
Still drowning in his touch, biting your lower lip, a faint smile washed across your face. You knew exactly what he wanted to do. You followed his words and managed to open your eyes slowly.
Just as you anticipated, as soon as your eyes opened, Hoseok’s thrusts became faster and his eyes fixated on yours. His grip on your waist tightened, the sight alone was enough to push you over the edge. Your moans became louder when he growled in your ear and your back curved, not wanting to separate from his bare chest even for a second.
He loved it. He loved looking at you like this. Looking at you like he’s the only one who can make you this vulnerable for a single touch and he wanted you to see for yourself. The affect he has on you and the affect you have on him. He wanted you to see how weak you can make him in a matter of seconds. He loved the creases on your forehead when your whimper in pleasure like that. He also loved when your wrapped your legs around his torso and most importantly, he loved it when you looked at him like that.
a lil gift for you bub, @kookesprit ! thank you for being so nice and understanding and dealing with my shit and assholery 24/7, and i really hope this doesn’t disappoint (i am well aware my smut writing sucks but pls know i did try really hard ahsjfah)
disclaimer; daddy!jungkook, light choking derogatory, bondage, sensory play (blindfolding)
He was stressed. Jungkook was stressed. With the album release coming up, he was always reminded of the pressure on his shoulders. Just thinking about the future tour, fan meets, and performance gave him a headache. In a manner of maintaining a perfect body as well as memorizing all the different lyrics, choreographies, at the same time as keeping a healthy relationship with his friends and family was hard. Understandably, he is stressed.
It was past midnight, the whole neighborhood was sleeping. Except for you. you were waiting for Jungkook to come back home, knowing he would be arriving late(as he has been the past few weeks). So when the front door was slammed shut to signal his arrival, you didn’t flinch. It was normal, however, you did try to ask him to try and refrain from doing so, he completely forgot his promise since the next night he did it again.
“Baby?”
He called out to you, dropping his practice bag onto the living room couch. He could sense you were upstairs, considering the lights downstairs were all turned off.
You didn’t call back as you usually did. You were too busy making sure that everything was perfect. You could notice your boyfriend tensed shoulder’s a mile away and the eye bags under his eyes were even more noticeable than they have been in a while.
So, you lay under the covers with his favorite lingerie set adorning your body. The light pink wasn’t displayed in the light as you dimmed the lights in the room, the moonlight flowing through the curtains. After his continuous nights working and slaving away in the practice, you had decided that Jungkook should have some weight lifted off of his shoulder.
When you heard his feet padding against the staircase, you took a deep breath and gave yourself a boost of confidence, reminding yourself that Jungkook would enjoy the surprise. The door was opened softly, probably under the assumption you were asleep, and Jungkook entered the room. With the dim light shining on his face, you could see a soft smile on his face.
“Hey, Gguk, how was practice?” You asked as you usually would, still keeping your body under the covers. The loose black t-shirt he was wearing exposed his collarbone a little bit, the sliver of his beautiful skin made you bite your lip. He really wasn’t aware of how effortlessly attractive he was, and it was a dangerous feat he had.
“You know the usual, stressful and a lot of hard work,” he replied back. He walked to the drawers, discarding his shirt in the process of his walk. The muscles in his back were on your display and that’s when you pushed the covers aside. As he rummaged through the hangers, you wrapped your arms around his slim waist.
“Stressful, huh? I can only imagine how you and the boys are feeling right now,” your voice was soft, yet sultry. You made sure to leave any space, just pulling his bare back flush against your barely covered body.
He seemed to have recognized the familiar feeling of the lace against his back, slowly turning to you, his eyes had slowly blown wide, trailing over your figure. A smirk pulled on your lips at the reaction and you moved your arms from his waist to wrap around his neck. Slowly pulling him down, you connected your lips as your hands played with his hair. His response was immediate, pulling you closer by your waist.
“I know you’re stressed,” you whispered, “you know I can help you forget about those worries, daddy.”
There it was. The word he had been begging to hear after seeing you in your provocative outfit for only a few seconds. His eyes looked down to see your lashes flutter delicately as you looked down to his exposed torso. His dark gaze falls further down, taking in the image of you dressed in the lace once again. It was enough to push him to the edge.
“Wearing such a pretty little outfit, huh? You know how much I love this piece.” To exaggerate the meaning of his words, he let his hands trail over the little intricate details in the fabric. His fingers traced a certain pattern on your breast, moving slowly to feel every curve of your body. When he had reached the thin strap that wrapped around your waist, he smirked devilishly. With a single tug, your pelvic met his. A small gasp left your lips when you felt his semi-hard cock poke your stomach. Deciding to have more fun than planned for tonight, you teased him a bit.
"Really needy, huh, Jeon? You got it in you to please mr." You said with a smirk after getting over the initial shock. He has always hated that nickname, even though you used it out of affection. Why he hated it? You didn’t know, but in times like this, pissing him off with that nickname was still much more entertaining. It also meant rougher sex and you couldn’t complain to that.
“You know how I feel about that, baby girl,” his hand trailed up your torso, an annoyed, sarcastic smile on his face. His hand had settled on the base of your neck, not inching upwards one bit, but the expression he had on his face showed he wouldn’t hesitate to. “you know what the fuck to call me, so don’t test me, brat.”
He dropped to his knees, spreading your legs apart by your ankles. His hot breath hit your clothed core and it sent a shiver down your back. A smirk was on his lips as he gently dragged his tongue up the thin clothing, tasting your wetness that seeped through the flimsy material.
"And who do you think I am? When have I never pleased you?" A hum left his lips and, not giving you a second to react, he roughly pulled the lingerie aside, impatiently diving in to taste you on his tongue.
God, you couldn't describe how good Jungkook was to you. You were supposed to be the one treating him tonight, but unsurprisingly he flipped the tables. So instead, you were the moaning mess as you buried your hand in his black tuffs of hair, tugging at his strands to showcase your pleasure.
A soft mutter of his name encouraged him to become rougher, adding his index finger into the mix. While his tongue rolled over your clit, his fingers were stretching you open. He developed a pace of his fingers to be in sync with his tongue. The curl of his fingers along with the constant abuse of your sensitive clit has caused a knot to form in your stomach in record time.
The sound of your labored breathing was a significant sign of how close you were as well as how your hand tugged his head closer to your wet pussy. "Are you gonna come for daddy? Hm?" As he pulled away to look up at you with dark eyes, a trail of your juice was left on his chin. The epitome of lust and sex was how he looked at this moment. "You know the rules, brat."
"Please, please let me come, daddy. Your little brat wants to cum from the pleasure you're giving me," The familiar smirk returned on his lips, he loved hearing you beg for release. A wave of power always washed over him when you did so. A power he would always abuse over you.
He didn't speak another word, going back to lapping at your swollen bud. He waited, watching your expressions carefully before he completely pulled away, fingers and mouth far away from your aching core. His fingers were slick with your juices, which he licked at hungrily.
An aggravated sound left your lips, propping yourself up on your elbows in frustration. "Really? I followed the rules didn't I, Daddy?~"
Your words made a breathy chuckle leave his lips, "You think I'd let you come that easily? No fucking way, brat, we're just getting started."
The devilish smirk on his lips should've had you annoyed and frustrated with him, but you both knew how much you loved this. Him having complete control over your body, getting to decide himself as to when you get to feel the pleasure of releasing.
"Now, hands up against the headboard." His words were curt and you did as told, not wanting any punishment, especially since that knot in your stomach was still uncomfortably tight and waiting for some sort of relief.
He grabs two ties of his, restraining your wrists. They were tight enough so you couldn't get out and you could only imagine the purple blotches that would show a mere few days later. He pulled out a blindfold you two kept stored in your bedside drawer and tied it to cover your eyes.
His hands were light and swift, unclipping the restraint on the front of the lingerie. He also took care of the bottom piece, throwing the expensive material to lay someplace on the floor. You took a nervous gulp, hearing the sound of several things being moved about. Without warning, his hands spread your legs apart and you could practically feel his lustful gaze.
"You remember our safe word, yeah?"
A hum left your lips as you nodded your head.
"Good." He said quietly, positioning the small vibrator to your heated core. With one small push of his finger, the cool metal was inside you, your jaw dropping at the feeling. The vibrations went through your whole body, making you crave more.
"Da-Daddy, plea-"
His thumb pressed against the button on his small remote, smirking as he saw you thrash around slightly. "Now, now, I thought you could be patient for me? Don't tell me you can't?"
He placed soft kisses to your stomach all the way up the valley of your breasts. With a slight movement of his finger, the vibrations spiked up again. Whines left your lips and filled the almost silent room. Jungkook shamelessly stroked his hard cock, the whimpers and sounds leaving your lips making him almost regret not fucking you right then and there. Keyword - almost.
Turning the vibrations up one more notch, he dropped the remote onto the side of the bed. His hand grabbed one side of your face, keeping your mouth open. "Take it like a good slut. Please me with that pretty mouth of yours."
That was all he said before pushing his cock into your open mouth. The feeling of your lips around his shaft had him biting his lip to hide the small groans that threatened to leave his lips. Taking it slowly first, he had a handful of hair in his hands to guide your mouth against him.
You were grateful for his slower pace but began to move on your own after becoming comfortable. Your head was moving at a constant speed, not afraid of taking your time around his sensitive tip. Your tongue danced around his slit, rubbing against it to stimulate him more and bring him closer to his high. When you moved down to his base, you hollowed your cheeks. Soon enough, he couldn't bother hiding his moans. He might've known how to rile you up, but you held all the cards when it came to orally pleasing him. You knew just what he wanted and how to get him into becoming a moaning mess.
The feeling of the vibrator buried within you hasn't vanished though. You were eager for him to come down your throat, but you were also chasing your high. Having your mouth full of his hard cock was an arousing feeling itself, but having the stimulation down in your core was the most extreme amount of pleasure you could have gotten out of the two.
"Shit, you're so fucking good for me."His raspy voice only encouraged you to take more of him. "You look so fucking sexy taking all of me, you're such a good girl for Daddy. And all of mine to ruin and fuck."
The grip on the back of your neck had tightened, pulling you increasingly closer and closer to his base. You were at your climax, white fire spreading all over your body as your release had finally come. The vibration from your moans around his cock made a string of curses leave his lips. He was then releasing his seed down the back of your throat, his senses turning even more sensitive with how aggressive his high was.
Licking your swollen, red lips, you had a hazy smile on your face. Jungkook noticed, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. He swiftly took off the blindfold, meeting your eyes for a second. The hazy look obviously showing had him pressing his lips against your own once again in eagerness. Tasting himself on your tongue made his actions more aggressive and hungry for more.
"Since you took all of my cum, like a good slut," he said huskily, "you'll be getting a reward tonight." The kisses resumed, a trail from your jaw to your breasts.
He turned off the vibrator with the remote, slowly pulling the toy out, which was coated with your glistening release. He took generous licks against the metal before tossing it to the sheets of your bed.
His hands grasped your thighs, spreading your legs and pulling you closer. Feeling himself harden once again just by the sight of you, a smirk was on his lips. You had no idea the affect you had on him. Giving himself a few pumps on his hardening cock, he positioned himself to your core.
He slowly pushed his tip in, waiting for your signal to continue while he tried biting back his groan at the bare feeling of you surrounding him. However, one sigh of his pleasure was enough for you to nod eagerly for him to continue.
His cock made you feel full, your walls tightening around him. "Fuck, Jesus Christ, you're so fucking tight around me."
His chest heaves up and down as he takes in deep breaths to calm himself. His hips begin moving at a slow pace, but soon enough he's bucking his hips and the sound of skin slapping skin begins to fill the room. All of his self-restraint was gone and out the window, you were simply too irresistible. All of the pressure and stress put onto his shoulders regarding the upcoming release of the album was slowly withering away. He was slowly forgetting about the album and started focusing on you and your pleasure.
You try and break away from the restraints around your hands, wanting nothing more than to bring him closer to you. But because the knots around your hands were too tight to break free, you wrapped your legs around his waist, his tip now hitting spots he didn't have access to before.
"Oh my fuck!" Your head was thrown back, basking in the feeling of his tip hitting your g-spot repeatedly. "Jungkook, faster! Harder!"
There was no holding back on his part, edging you closer to your second high due to his roughness. Meanwhile, Jungkook's expression spoke for how he felt. Eyebrows furrowed with a light, sheen coat of sweat covering his torso and forehead. The flexing of his abdomen and biceps exaggerated the muscles he had. Even the muscles he had in his thighs were being accentuated by the sober light and how often he was flexing them. His thighs were always eye candy to you, no matter how he was dressed, clothes, or no clothes. The sight of him right now was something you could live off of for the rest of your life.
"Baby, I'm gonna come!" He wasn't shy anymore in vocalizing his high. There was a small stutter to his hips before he almost collapsed onto your body. The feeling of your walls tight and heat radiating from your core surrounding him was overwhelming that his muscles almost gave out. His hands trailed down to your clit, rubbing against the sensitive nub as his hips continued on with their rough actions.
You didn't bother hiding your moans and whimpers, knowing Jungkook loved the sounds you made in bed. "Daddy, can I come?" Your breathing was ragged, it being a bit hard to speak with the constant pounding into your pussy. Although the chances were unlikely, you weren't about to risk a denial of your release.
"Yes baby, go ahead and come all over my cock."
The white fire from earlier came back, but was stronger that ever and it felt like your whole body was burning up. It was almost like you were seeing stars. The knot in your stomach finally was relieved and you breathed out a long sigh, a smile on your lips. Jungkook slowly pulled out, recollecting himself before going to get a spare hand towel to clean you both up.
He came back with the warm rag, gingerly cleaning around your area. He was gentle, knowing how sensitive you still were. After cleaning you up, he untied your wrists, examining the red skin. Soft kisses were planted to make up for the small painful spots he had caused.
"I'm sorry if they hurt a lot, my love."
His tone was soft, showing perfect duality from his previous tone he used when degrading you. You smiled at his care, shaking your head, silently saying how it was fine and how the small amount of pain was worth the mass amounts of pleasure.
He put away the lingerie set, toys, and ties that he used on you, going to your dresser and grabbing your lotion. Squirting a bit of the product on the palms of his hands, he massaged the tender skin of your wrists, being extra careful and gentle.
When he finished using the lotion, he pulled the sheets up to cover both of your bodies. Instinctively, his arms wrapped around you as you buried your head in his chest. The smell of sex was present in the whole room, but neither of you were complaining as you now held each other close.
"Thank you, baby." He said with his deep, husky voice.
"There's no need for thanks, bun." You booped his nose softly, causing him to scrunch up his facial features cutely.
"No, you really are the best person I know. You care so much for me and I needed to let you know how thankful I am to have you." A blush cascaded down onto your cheeks at his words.
Jungkook was usually rough and dominant during sex, keeping up a different persona than your usual soft bunny boyfriend. But always afterwards, he would treat you like a goddess and pamper you to no end. Sweet nothings were always present as was delicate care for your body, soft touches or light grazes of his fingertips in attempts of being as gentle as possible.
"Stop being so lovey dovey after such an intense round of sex, it makes me so confused." You said with a dry chuckle.
"Oh," his tone was now mischievous and daring, "you wanna go for more rounds then? Just so you're not so confused."
Now it was your turn to smirk at him, "I mean if you're up for it."
The kiss planted on your lips was enough of an answer on his part, as were the hands now lightly trailing down the curves of your hips.
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THIS ACRUALLY SUCKED ASS I AM SO SORRY FOR THIS AMATEUR ASS SMUT WRITING -> I REALLY TRIED HARD AHKS ( I dont usually write smut, but for you bub, I will )
Father!Namjoon - Taking your daughter to meet Santa.
It was Namjoon’s first Christmas being a dad and he was the most excited. It was the week before Christmas and whilst shopping for your last few presents he saw a Santa's grotto. Looking at the queue and seeing that it wasn’t very long at all, he decided to take a quick break.
“Hey baby girl, do you want to go and meet Santa Claus?” He grinned, looking at the 10 month old baby staring up at him in the pram. She just looked up at him, her face blank.
With that he pushed the pram up to the queue and took his place waiting with the baby.
A few minutes passed before they reached the front. He lifted his daughter out of the pram gently, her clinging on to her father as he cuddled her, handing her to the Santa, he placed her on his knee and as she spotted the beard and the bright red clothes she started to cry.
Namjoon, panicked and crouched in front of his daughter on the older man’s lap.
“Hey honey, it’s okay its only Santa. He’s going to bring you some gifts next week on Christmas.” as she continued to cry he pulled a silly face to distract her. Surprisingly, this worked. As she looked at him she calmed down. Her face turning from red to her regular complexion.
“That’s it baby, smile big. Daddy is here don’t worry.” He grinned as the picture was snapped and printed out for him. He held his daughter close showing her the picture.
“Lets get this a frame. That’s the perfect present.”
