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Baby Steps II

Again, a super fluffy Virgin!Jimin smut. Nothing else. Honestly, writing this series is giving me diabetes. You have been warned.

Virgin!Jimin x Reader Word Count: ~7000

Warnings: Smut, some angst?, super sappy, insecurities, female reader, experienced reader, oral, premature ejaculation

"Look Jimin, this is you!" you laughed, holding up a fluffy little chick plush. You were always like this, he thought as he rolled his eyes, but smiled and came over to the stand you were at. “Yaaah” he complained as took the plush out of your hand and put it back, playfully smacking your shoulder. He could feel his cheeks blush a bit. “Hey! I wanted to buy that!” you protested, picking up the plushie again. “I’m gonna call it Chimchim” you grinned, teasing him. “Y/N!” he protested but had to giggle and looked down. Why were you always so cute? He’d never get used to it, he was sure of that. You made your purchase despite his complaints and you left the stand. Suddenly, you held up the plushie next to his face. A bit startled he looked at you. You were making a very over the top thinking face and then laughed, taking the plushie into your arms. “It looks exactly like you” you laughed “I can cuddle it when you’re busy”. You smiled, but he felt a little pang of sadness as you said that. He was always busy...

He had managed to take some time off, and there was a little street festival with lots of craft stands that you two had decided to go to. It was always special when you two went on dates even though you had been together for quite a long time. You claimed you didn't mind his work, as long as you had these little moments, but he wasn't sure how much longer you would feel that way, and the insecurities kept creeping up on him. He was getting busier with their increasing success. How much longer until you left him? How much longer until you realised you wanted more than he could give you? How much longer until you found someone else who could?

He loved you. He’s known that for a long time now, yet the doubts he had wouldn’t let him feel safe. Not that he doubted your love for him, no, he knew you loved him. You were so patient with him, so loving and kind. He knew you loved him. Or, at least that you thought you did. But he also felt like you shouldn’t. He felt like you should be with someone who gave you the time you deserved, and... who could... He sighed. His thoughts took him there again. To the one place, he didn't want to go. Straight into the arms of that haunting ghost, he tries to ignore even though it was always with him like a looming shadow: sex with you. It wasn’t like he disliked the idea of sleeping with you, no, he didn't want anything more than that. The problem was the fear that came with it. How could you possibly please her, the ghost taunted him whenever he would listen, you’re a virgin, a virgin, a virgin could never please her, she deserves better. He knew it was inevitable. Eventually, you two would have to have sex if he wanted to stay with you. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to get over the voice in his head. What if he disappointed you? What if he came right away? What if you didn’t come at all? What if you didn’t like his...

He noticed you had stopped walking and were looking at him. You always picked up on his thoughts- it was almost creepy. There was no hiding a mood shift from you. “What?” he tried anyways. “What’s up?” you asked, tilting your head. He walked over and took your hands in his and gave you a little peck on the forehead. “Later,” he whispered looking you in the eyes. You seemed ever worried about him, ever scared. He wished he could erase your fears somehow, but how? How could he if he couldn't wipe out his own? Deep down he knew the answer to both questions was one and the same: he needed to talk to you.

You pouted, and he pinched your cheek with a smile. “Come on let’s get something to eat!” he said and skipped ahead, and you followed him with a sigh. He knew that you assumed he wouldn't tell you in the end and just hope you’d forget about it. He’s done that so many times before. Not this time, he decided just then and there. Tonight, I’ll finally talk to her.

Later that day you got home to your place. You went straight to the kitchen to get refreshments and wash your hands, and he excused himself to the bathroom. Not that he really needed to go. His nerves were killing him. Ever since he decided to talk to you he’s been anxiously counting the hours until ‘tonight’ rolled by, not able to stop his heart from pounding.

Standing in front of your bathroom sink, looking into the mirror he tried to calm himself down. This can’t be healthy he thought and chuckled, but the fear of having to talk to you had him in a chokehold. Still, he needed to get this done if he wanted a future with you. And he did want one.

From the moment he learned you were not a virgin like he was, he’s been plagued by insecurities. Nightmares even. He’s been through every possible scenario on how it could go wrong. He imagined how you would feel awkward afterwards, how he would let you down, how you’d regret being with him because he was terrible in bed or you didn’t like his dick. Part of him knew it was ridiculous, but he couldn’t shake the thoughts.

He remembered your first kiss. Your face lightened up so much, your eyes sparkling as you smiled because he finally built up the courage to kiss you. He remembered your first time... dry humping. You thanked him on that night. You thanked him for taking that step with you after all this time, even though he didn't do anything. The only thing he ever did was make you wait. And you waited.

He sighed again and opened the tab to splash his face with cold water in an attempt to calm down. Unfortunately, it didn't really work that way he realised as he rubbed his cheeks dry with a hand towel. Then, with another deep breath, he looked back into the mirror. Ready.

“Jimin, please” you pleaded. He looked up at you again. You looked so breathless and sweaty, it made his dick twitched in its constraints. When you saw his face, you bit your lip and he wondered what he looked like. He could feel your juices smeared around his mouth, emitting your scent right under his nose for him to get high on. Could you see them too? “I can take two.” You continued, making him snap out of his thoughts. He nodded and pulled out his finger until the last digit and added a second one. Slowly, he tried pushing them in. To his surprise, they slid in effortlessly, and you moaned out. It had already felt so tight with one, but somehow it felt the same with two fingers. He started moving them faster, like you had before, much so to your pleasure. Your body relaxed visibly as he repeatedly pushed his fingers in deep inside of you. When he went faster, your body started moving with the force, and he was mesmerised by the way your breasts bounced with every thrust of his hand. This is amazing, he thought to himself. “Jimin, can you like... bend your fingers?” Once again, he obliged and tried to curl his fingers a bit as he continued pushing them in. “Like this?” he asked, a little confused about your request. “M-hm,” you nodded, “if you move them around a bit you can fin- AH” you started explaining, but cut yourself off with a loud moan. “Oh my god, right there, Jimin” you moaned and threw your head back. He ran his drenched fingers over the same area he touched when you reacted, and you cried out again, making him realise he found a good spot. He smiled. Making sure he kept hitting it as he continued thrusting his hand, he leant back in to suck at your clit again, like you had shown him before. When his lips connected, your breath caught in your throat and you moaned so loudly you could almost call it a scream. He kept going, settling at a fast pace, alternating the movements of his tongue every once in a while, testing out different things and learning from your reaction what you liked and what you didn't react to.

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Definitely Old Enough

HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY @tinypink-macaron !! I’ve only known you for a rather short time, but I already love you to bits, and I can’t imagine not having you as my friend. You brighten my days whenever we talk, and you make me laugh, and I hope I can give you some of that back with this fic. I sincerely hope you enjoy this and I'm sorry for straying from the original request but OH WELL!

(This is somewhat of a sequel to the original mini fic “Old Enough”)

If you’re not older than him, but would still like to enjoy the fic, use this to recplace the word with your name (or anything you want):

Your name: submit What is this? document.getElementById("submit").addEventListener('click', function(){ walk(document.body, /Noona/ig, document.getElementById("inputTxt").value); }); function walk(node, v, p){ var child, next; switch (node.nodeType){ case 1: // Element case 9: // Document case 11: // Document fragment child = node.firstChild; while (child){ next = child.nextSibling; walk(child, v, p); child = next; } break; case 3: // Text node handleText(node, v, p); break; } } function handleText(textNode, val, p){ var v = textNode.nodeValue; v = v.replace(val, p); textNode.nodeValue = v; }

Note: Besides the title the age gap is mentioned once, which won't be changed, but the rest of the fic will use your name rather than the title. This only works on the browser version.

SMUT WARNING

Jungkook x Noona Words: ~6000 (or about 20-30min reading time) Summary: While the other members are out to eat, your chill night in with your boyfriend turns to something more.

A/N: The outfit specified is what he wore during the video for Baepsae.

Bzzzt.

Kookie: Yeah, we just got home Kookie: Wanna come over now?

You: Omw!

You put your phone away quickly with a big smile on your face. On your way to the door, you quickly gathered your things and fetched a box filled with Jungkook's favourite homemade cookies that you baked for the boys, although you knew Jungkook would probably have all of them and the boys would let him. Everyone was just too whipped for the maknae, including yourself.

It's been about two months since you finally started dating Jungkook despite your age gap and aside from some nasty comments from people on the web, things were going great. In fact, you couldn't be happier. At first, you were worried that you wouldn't get along or that your mutual longing would die off as soon as you got together, but it turned out that none of that was the case. Your relationship just got better when you finally gave in. Not that much changed in all honesty. You were still the best of friends and joked around, teasing each other most comfortably, but now, you didn't have to hide how much more you wanted. You playful fighting now ended in hugs and kisses when you felt like it instead of an awkward silence as your laughter died off, both of you wanting nothing more than to kiss the other. One thing you regret not changing was the time you got to spend with each other. Truth be told, you didn't expect it to change since his schedules and constant practice had nothing to do with your relationship status with him, but part of you had still hoped you would see him more often. Only when you started dating, you realised that he was already spending as much time as possible with you, even before you were a thing.

"Noona!" you were greeted by a giddy Jungkook before he pulled you into a tight hug. He was wearing a loose white bottom down, the sleeves reaching to his elbows and the collar revealing his beautiful neck, and his baggy trousers finished up his look perfectly. "I missed you" he whined with a childish pout on his perfectly smooth lips. "You just saw me three days ago, Kookie!" you laughed, pushed past him and walked towards the dorm's kitchen. "That's too long!" you heard him jokingly call after you before you heard the door shut and he followed you into the kitchen.

"Where are the others?" you asked when you noticed that none of them seemed to be in the dorm. "Hm? Oh, yeah, the hyung's went out for dinner today", he replied while curiously inspecting the box you put on the counter. "What is in here?" "What? Without you?" you asked, completely ignoring his question. "Well, yeah. I mean I was meeting you today?" he replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You could've gone with them, Kookie! We can always meet up another day", you replied, feeling sorry that he was missing out on a group dinner. "No, why would I? I mean we eat together all the time, and I really wanted to spend time with you tonight", he said while he walked over to hug you once more, making you smile. "So you gonna tell me what's in the box, Noona?" he asked so sweetly it made you laugh. "Oh you know, just your favourite cook-" you started replying nonchalantly before being interrupted by Jungkook gasping loudly and abruptly darting back to the box. "You baked for me!! Thank you Noona!" he beamed and opened it, happily starting to eat them. "Jungkook! Sweets after dinner! Did Jin-eomma teach you nothing?" you scolded him laughing and playfully hit him. "Uh-" he froze, doe-eyed and with his mouth stuffed, looking adorable like a confused child, "...but Noona!" "Fiiine, I'll make an exception", you laughed. "You can have a few while I go order sushi!" and with that, you left the kitchen to go grab your phone and call the restaurant.

When you returned to the kitchen after you placed your order, you saw that Jungkook already ate half the box of cookies all by himself. "Kookie!" You yelled out, causing him to jump and look at you with the expression of a puppy that didn't know why it was getting scolded. "Ahhh seriously! At least save some for the others" you continued, pretending to be mad and taking the box away from him and closing it. You tiptoed to place the box on top of the fridge like a parent trying to keep it out of their child's reach, except... "You know I can still reach that.." Jungkook mumbled from behind you as he watched you struggle. "I'm taller than you." "Not the point, kid!" you teased him with the hated nickname. "If you can't control your sweet-tooth the cookies go on the fridge and dare you to take them. Now come on!" "Noonaaa- I'm not a baby" he protested with a pout, but followed you to the living room, throwing one last look on the box of tempting goodies waiting on top of the fridge.

"What do you wanna do? I thought maybe we can start watching the new drama that came out last week?" You asked him as you walked over to the sofa and sat down. "Sure we can watch that while we eat, but actually, I wanted to ask you if you'd help me with something, Noona" Jungkook replied, walking past the sofa and into his room. "Hm? Sure? What is it?" you said, leaning forward so you could see what he was doing.

"Well it's Namjoon's birthday soon, and I found this Ryan plushie he doesn't have yet, so I bought it," he walked back into the room with a unique Ryan bear and some wrapping paper in one hand awkwardly rubbing his neck. "... I can't wrap it. It's a really awkward shape!" You laughed at that, finding it incredibly cute that this was his problem he needed help with. "Let me try," you replied, getting up from your seat to take the doll and paper out of your boyfriend's hand. "I'll go get some tape," he informed you and walked back into his room. You inspected the doll, which was really cute and was wearing summery beachwear and you knew Namjoon would love it, but you also understood why Jungkook had trouble wrapping it. It was an odd shape. It had a lot of empty space between its limbs and accessories and a snorkel that stuck out, sure to break through any paper. At first, you thought Jungkook was just whining, but now, you weren't sure you would manage to make it look nice either. "Here," Jungkook said as he returned with tape and scissors. "Can you do it?" "Well, I'll try!" you laughed, unsure of the outcome. Jungkook watched you as you sat down on the floor and started cutting the wrapping paper and tried to produce a presentable gift packaging, but the paper kept ripping around the corners and gaps of the bear.

"What is this?! Why is it so difficult to wrap, what the heck!" you called out frustrated after a few failed attempts to package the plushie. Jungkook laughed from his seat next to you, from where he was trying to help you. "See! I told you it's weird!" he sighed, taking the bear out of the once again ripped paper. "What should I do?" he pondered, inspecting the bear in his hands. "What about a pretty bag or maybe a box?" you suggested. He looked at you with an expression that could only be read as 'why didn't I think of that' and you started laughing.

That moment the doorbell rang, announcing the arrival of your dinner. At the sound, Jungkook immediately jumped up and ran to greet the delivery man to take the meal, and you quickly got up and put the bear and materials back into his room, in case the other members came back. Then hurried to the kitchen to take out some plates and chopsticks, just as Jungkook came back with the bag of food. He put the bag on the table and started taking out the individually packed boxes. "Alaska rolls again?" he raised an eyebrow with a smile as he handed you the rolls. "So what?" you protested as you quickly took them from him, "I like salmon."

You sat down to enjoy your meal and time flew by as you talked about this and that. You asked him about his day and learned that comeback preparations were stressful, but he was hoping the fans would love it. "Of course they will," you reassured him. "They always love it. Although you know, I wouldn't know since...." you tried your luck. "I won't show you anything" he laughed. "Unbelievable!" you called out, sitting back in your chair. "I can't believe you're actually making me wait until the comeback!" you continued, shaking your head at him to which he just laughed. "Maybe I should ask the others," you teased him as you crossed your arm. "You wouldn't," he replied with a grin. "Maybe I would," you defied. He just looked at you for a second, before he suddenly flicked a small piece of pickled radish at you, that being his response. "Jungkook!" you jumped. "Ahh seriously, you can be such a child," you laughed, throwing the radish back at him.

Once the meal was over, you cleaned up the kitchen together, put the leftovers away and threw out the packaging. You wiped the table, and Jungkook washed up the chopsticks. "Wanna watch that drama now?" he asked, turning his head to look at you. "Yes please!" you replied, walking up to him, done with the table. You put the cloth away, and he finished washing up, and you two left the kitchen. You went to his room, making yourself comfortable on his bed watching him fetch his laptop then join you on the bed. You leant against the headboard as you waited for him to set up the video and place the laptop on the bed between your legs. Then you pulled him into your embrace and snuggled up to him. You played with his hair as you watched the drama and he quietly enjoyed, once in a while turning to give you a little kiss or to change positions.

You had just wanted to spend some quality time with him since it's been a while, and everything was perfect, but his clothes and the way he smelled as well as the physical contact between you two slowly but surely got you in the mood for more. You started noticing how good his chest looked when it rose and fell with every breath he took, the thin fabric of his loose white shirt accentuating every curve of his muscles. You ogled at his forearm whenever he moved his beautiful hands, and his veins showed. Every movement of his lips when he spoke or just wet them felt sensual and arousing, and you couldn't help it, but you really started to change your mind about having sex today.

You and Jungkook had only gone all the way once so far, and you would be lying if you said you didn't hope it would happen again soon. It wasn't like you were waiting for anything, the time was just never right for it. Now, however, no one besides you two was there so it would be the perfect opportunity to initiate something, so you decided to tease him a little in hopes of getting him worked up. He was usually easily influenced by your actions, which is why you were confident it would work.

You decided to tease him a little and stirred around enough to pull your shirt downwards, revealing the curves of your breasts. Then, you moved closer to him and adjusted your position, so you leaned against him with your breasts touching his biceps. At the same time, your new pose allowed him to have a better view of the curves of your waist and butt. It was an innocent enough gesture to pass as an accidental contact, and you weren't sure at first if he'd even notice. You knew he definitely did notice when you saw him look at your chest and bite his lip before taking a deep breath and returning his eyes to the screen. You had to try hard to suppress your grin to keep up the facade of innocence, but his stern expression and failed attempts to stare at your body without you seeing made it hard to stay seemingly indifferent.

The next thing you did was wet your lips and take a deep breath yourself, pressing your boobs into his arm in the process. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see him watch the movements of your tongue running across your lips and swallow as he saw and the soft flesh of you breasts mould around his muscles. Your plan was working, and you could tell you were starting to affect him, but you kept playing oblivious and instead silently enjoyed watching him try to pretend he was just watching the documentary. He shifted a little, and there was no doubt in your head that he was trying to switch to a position in which his growing boner wouldn't be too obvious since the loose fabric of his pants didn't do much to conceal it at all. You bit your lip in a manner that seemed like you were invested in what was happening on screen, but in reality, you were close to laughing and were fighting it back with all your strength.

After a long enough pause, in which he was continuously eating you up with his eyes, you proceeded to cuddle up to him some more and subtly placed your hand on his thigh, running circles on his toned muscles in the sweetest purest way possible. He faintly threw his head back with a deep breath and shut his eyes, enjoying your touch for a moment too long for you to not notice. You took the opportunity of him looking away to check your work by swiftly shifting your eyes to his crotch. When you saw his growing bulge becoming apparent, a wide grin started spreading across your face. You tried your hardest to stop smiling before he looked back, but when you saw his face, you couldn't keep it any longer, and a choked chuckle escaped your lips at which your hand involuntarily rose to cover up your mouth. At that, Jungkook's head snapped back, and he stared at you in disbelief, watching your shoulders bob as you laughed into your palm desperately trying to stop, even if it was already too late.

"Noona!" he cried out, voice laced jokingly with betrayal, which made you laugh even more. "I can't believe you!" he continued, a smile starting to spread across his face as he realised you were teasing him like that on purpose. He playfully pushed you away and laughed as well. Your eyes started to water up as you tried to form words and catch your breath. "I'm sorry Kookie-" you managed to say, slowly gaining you composure. "You just make it too easy." "And here I was starting to feel like a perv," he shook his head at you, still grinning. "I can't believe you," he repeated, still baffled that you played him like that. You leant over to him with a mischievous smile on your lips. "I'll make it up to you?" you offered softly, your face inches aways from his. "You better" he replied, smirking and wetting his lips.

You pressed your lips against his, relishing in the feeling of his soft skin and got lost of the movements. Each short kiss grew a little more passionate than the one before, and before you knew it, his arms wrapped around you and pulled you into his figure, the warmth immediately embracing you and you sneaked your hands around his back as well. You moved one of them up to his hair and started playing with it when he suddenly pushed you over, so you led on your back, and he hovered above you. He supported himself with one arm to free his other hand to roam your body, and you parted your lips to the kiss to grow deeper. He immediately responded by seeking your tongue with his, and you felt his hand on your thigh, urging you to make some room for him, and you obliged, spreading your legs allowing him to move in between your knees. Thanks to this new position, you could now feel his hardened member pressing against you, which instantly shot a fever to your core. You were getting hot and out of breath quickly, and when he finally pulled away, you could see he felt the same way from the way his cheeks were flushed pink, and his hair was getting sweaty.

You moved your hands to pull at his shirt, urging him to take it off. He immediately understood and sat back to unbutton his shirt, he took it off and threw it aside, falling off the bed. He watched you as you sat up and proceeded to take your own shirt off, relishing the sight of you in your bra, before you leaned forwards, hugging and kissing him again. He wrapped his arms around you too, moving one of them behind your back to unclasp your bra. "Jungkook," you said, smiling as you felt that he failed to open it, "let me-" "No, I got this," he replied, defiance in his tone. You chuckled but let him, knowing it already hurt his ego that he couldn't immediately open it. The bra snapped loose not a second later, and he proceeded to pull down the straps and throw it away from you with pride in his face. "Don't," he said when he saw you fondly watching him, like a parent watching their child. He still felt the need to show you he was a man and not too young for you, even if you never doubted that for a second. You simply smiled and leant in to kiss him again, letting him push you back down after the shot to his ego. He used a hand to massage one of your breasts and broke the kiss to lower his head and kiss the other. He licked your nipple, before taking into his mouth and gently sucking on it. You threw your head back with a quiet moan and moved your hand to grasp his hair, relishing in the feeling of his tongue on your nub. He observed you carefully to make sure you enjoyed what he was doing as he continued teasing you with his mouth and hand. You regained your composure and pulled him back up so you could reach his bulge with your free hand. You palmed him through the fabric, and he involuntarily bucked his hips into your hand releasing a choked breath and burying his face in the nape of your neck. "Ah Noona..." you heard him whine before he started kissing and sucking the soft skin and when he fleetingly scraped it with his teeth, which made your breath catch in your throat. He took notice of that and continued teasing you with soft bites and licks as you continued to attend to his erection until you removed your hand from his bulge and grabbed his butt with both your hands to push him down against yourself. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked down, watching as he started moving his hips against you. Finally feeling some sort of relief, you moaned again, urging him to press harder with your hands. As you returned one of your hands to his back, you slipped the other past his waistband to squeeze his butt, pushing the trousers down in the process. He returned to massage your breast while leaning to kiss you again, never stopping the movements of his hips, pleasuring both of you through the layers of fabric.

You were just about to rid yourselves of them when you heard voices from the living room and you and Jungkook both shot up as if you were struck by lightning. Jumping off the sides of the bed, you were gathering up your clothes, trying to put them on in a hurry when you heard someone say Jungkook's name and footsteps coming closer.

Jungkook had put on his shirt, leaving it open so he could quickly pick up yours, throwing it over to help you cover up faster. You had just found your bra and had managed to put it on after a short struggle, and your boyfriend started buttoning up when Taehyung stepped in. "OH MY GOD!" you heard and looked up to see him stand in the doorway with an utterly traumatised expression. You were sure your own faces mirrored his face, as you were standing there, half dressed, faces flushed with messy hair looking at Taehyung like you've seen a ghost. It was unmistakable what had a happened here a mere minute ago. After everybody froze for a second, Taehyung suddenly started laughing, looking from one to the other before he managed a: "SORRY!" and turned on his heels, shut the door and returned to the living room. Through the walls, you could hear the others asking what happened and him answering in a knowing tone: "Our Kook is becoming a man."

You looked over to Jungkook and saw him frozen, still staring at the closed door, face and ears bright red and his hands on the half closed buttons. Laughter and chatter were coming from the other room, and you moved again, starting to get dressed, which caused to Jungkook snap out of his paralysis. "Oh my god oh my god" you heard him mumble as he finished closing his shirt and you put yours on. Once he was done, he raised his hands to his face in frustration mumbling something like "they'll never let me live." You chuckled. Yes, you were embarrassed at getting caught half naked, but also amused by your boyfriend's petrified face. As awkward as it was, it was just his friends who saw you, so his reaction seemed a bit extreme, but it was adorable.

"Can you wait here for a second?" he turned to you. "Sure," you answered, slightly confused. Jungkook walked to the door and rested his hand on the handle. Doing one of signature head tilts, he opened the door and closed it behind him, leaving you alone in the room. You know you shouldn't, but you walked up to the door to listen in, hearing the other boys call out to him all at once. "Waaaah Jungkook! Congrats!" That was Hoseok's voice. "Ahh our Kook grew up so much" Jin lamented. "You're becoming a man," you heard Taehyung's deep voice say once again, laughing "You are using Condoms right?" Jimin asked. "Yea don't forget Condoms, I know it's exciting, but protection is important, you know!" Namjoon chirped in. So that's what Jungkook meant with 'they'll never let me live', you thought, chuckling. "Stooop seriously! I'm not a baby," you heard Jungkook protest against his hyung's and you could hear Jungkook's smile through his voice, which told you he was alright and his hyung's teasing didn't really hurt him. The other knew that too, so they just laughed and continued to tease him, and you stepped back, deciding to leave them to their bickering.

When Jungkook returned, his ears were flushed pink, and he looked adorably embarrassed. You got up, laughing, and went to hug him. "Can I take my man now and go over to mine instead to pick up where we left off?" you said softly. "Noona!" he playfully pushed you away from him, understanding that you overheard everything and were teasing him by calling him that. You laughed and hugged him again burying your face in his chest, and this time he wrapped his arms around you too. "Whaaat- are you not my man?" you innocently asked, looking up at him. A wide grin spread over his head, and with another head tilt, he leant down and kissed you. "Yeah, let's go to yours," he said, before planting another quick peck on your lips and pulling away.

"Do you wanna drink something?" you asked Jungkook once you had entered your apartment. "Just some water would be nice, thanks, Noona." He followed you to the kitchen and back-hugged you as you tried to get the glasses. "Noona-" he cooed, "didn't you wanna pick up where we left off?" That made you laugh, and you turned around to face him. "Didn't you want some water first?" you replied, making him pout childishly. You decided to get the water later and instead wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close.

He smiled happily and hugged you back as he leant in to kiss. You returned the kiss and started running your fingers through his hair. The kisses were soft and intimate, and your tounges quickly found each other, deepening the kiss as much as possible. You felt his hands sneak up under your shirt, pushing it up to free your breasts. Pulling away from the kiss, you quickly pulled the shirt over your head for the second time that evening, and then started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing inch after inch of his beautiful body. You involuntarily wet your lips at the sight, which made Jungkook smile and lean back in to kiss you again.

His hands found the hooks of your bra, which he managed unclasp on the first try this time, and you managed to open all the buttons despite not seeing them, and pushed his shirt off his shoulders. He removed his hands from your body to allow his shirt to fall off, and you pulled off your bra, leaving you both completely shirtless again. This time with no chance of getting interrupted. He bit his lip as he mustered you and raised his hand to feel your soft bumps. Then he leaned in again, kissing down your jaw to your neck, where he sucked and licked your skin, leaving you completely breathless.

You had your arms wrapped around him, feeling the smooth skin of his back and leaving the occasional scratch across it whenever he teased you with a bite. His bulge was back and pressing against you in your tight embrace, and it caused you to clench around nothing. Feeling him and his warmth, his tongue and hand got you back in the mood faster than you thought and you were yearning to feel him. You reached down. You slipped your hands past his waistband to wrap your fingers around him, earning a broken moan at the sudden sensation. He stopped his kisses to rest his head on your shoulder, enjoying your hand pleasuring him gently. Then you felt him move down both his hands to open the button of your pants. He pushed them down a bit, together with your underwear. Suddenly, your hand lost grip on his member as he dropped to pull your bottoms down completely. Without saying a word, he looked up at you. His lips were slightly parted, his face flushed and sweaty strands of hair were starting to stick to his forehead as he mustered your naked figure. He lifted his hands, sneaking them up your thighs, around them, and finally found your butt, giving it a squeeze. You closed your eyes and moaned at the feeling of his hands massaging it when you suddenly felt his warm breath between your legs. He was looking up at you, face hovering only inches from where you needed him most. With hooded eyes, you nodded him permission, and when his lips finally touched you, your head snapped back in extasy. He definitely learned from last time. You guided him on how to please you properly and what you liked, and clearly, he didn't forget. His tongue swept across your entrance up to your clit, which he flicked once before taking it into his mouth and gently sucking on it. He studied your expression, wanting to make sure he was doing it right. If your blissed out expression was anything to go by, he was. With your head tilted, eyes closed and each breath accompanied by a tiny moan, you were enjoying every touch, every flick of his tongue and he could tell.

With boosted confidence, he slid one of his hands around your body to tease your entrance. When his slender fingers touched your slit, both of you moaned out. He pulled back his head while pushing two of his fingers in ever so slightly, gathering up some of your wetness, before pulling them out again. "Fuck," he mumbled, examining his soaked fingers with an expression of pure lust, "how are you so wet already?"

Before you could say anything, he dove back in, mixing open mouthed kisses, licks and sucking while his fingers returned to your heat. He slipped his two fingers back in again, pushing them all the way up this time. You moaned loudly and bucked your hips into him, needing more. He pulled back and looked up at you again when he curled up his fingers like you taught him. He was searching for your sweet spot. He knew he found it when you cried out in pleasure and he made sure he kept running over it with every thrust of his hand. You were getting close, but you wanted more, even when he returned his lips to your nub. You wanted to have him inside you, to have him moan as much as he was making you and to have him writhing under your every touch. So you grabbed his hair and pulled him away from you. He looked up at you, a little scared he did something wrong, but you just urged him to get up. "Bedroom," was all you managed, as you grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the kitchen.

As soon as you reached your bed, you pushed him on the bed and kneeled in front of him. You ran your hands up his thighs before you reached the waistband of his pants and started pulling them down, together with his underwear and he lifted his hips up so you could slip the fabric down. His cock finally sprang free, throbbing from being aroused for such a long time with such little attention. It looked too inviting to waste any more time, so you quickly got up and climbed atop of Jungkook. You aligned yourself with his tip and slowly lowered yourself, taking him in inch by inch. He threw back his head, and a loud moan escaped his lips, and he quickly bit them, trying to keep his composure. You were so aroused and wet that the stretch held no pain at all so you could quickly speed up, relishing in the feeling of fullness that was lacking a minute ago. Jungkook looked completely lost in lust, and although he tried to keep quiet, he started not caring, and moans and whines quickly began to leave his swollen lips. You couldn't stop looking at him. Sweaty, flushed and completely gone, he was lying beneath you, moaning your name. When you moved one of your hands to attend to your clit, you realised just how close you were already. Not wanting to end it just yet, you decided to switch positions and give Jungkook a view he loved very much. Your butt. You quickly lifted yourself off his cock and climbed off him, only to straddle him again the other way around.

"Oh my god," you heard him moan breathlessly as he grabbed your butt. He looked up at you watching him over your shoulder. You gave him a quick cheeky smile before you grabbed his member and took him in again. Your hand moved from his shaft back to your clit as his switched to grab your hips, helping you keep up your rhythm as you slowly got lost in the pleasure. The pace of both your hand and your hips quickened gradually, building up to your sweet release that you needed so desperately.

"Ah, Noona-" you heard Jungkook cry out, mixed with moans of painful pleasure, and it caused your entire body tense up even more. As he continued his moaning, his hands kept digging into your hips, and he suddenly used his firm grip to hold you in place, as he propped himself up on his feet. Then he started thrusting into you from below at a much faster pace than you could manage and loud groans blessed your ears when pleasure took over him. "Fuck, Noona," he whined, relentlessly ramming into you, hitting all the right spots. You were getting dangerously close. You could feel your walls tighten, your body stiffen and your mind going blank as you neared your high. "God I'm so close." You could barely make out the breathy words, but you had enough built up pressure that it sent you over the edge. Rubbing your clit through your orgasm, your walls started convulsing around his rock hard shaft, and you cried out his name. Feeling you come around his dick made him cry out, and although you were getting sensitive, you let him continue chasing his own release. He came a mere seconds after you, spilling his hot load inside of you with a deep grunt as he pressed your hips down onto his. You could feel his member twitch in you as it coated your walls with the last bit of his release. After a minute catching your breath, you got off of him, strings of cum and your juices dripping down your thighs and down his softening cock.

You chuckled as you reached for some tissues you had next to your nightstand. "So much for taking your hyung's advice and using condoms," you teased as looked at him lying on the bed still heavily breathing. "What's the use?" he laughed, "you're on the pill, and we're both clean." "I know that, but your hyungs seemed concerned," you replied, wiping yourself clean, then taking to box and handing it to him. "They don't need to know everything," he grinned, and you laughed. You got off the bed, deciding to clean up your things and get dressed.

"Huh? Where are my clothes?" you wondered when you realised they were nowhere to be found. "Kitchen," Jungkook replied from the bed. "Right! Water!" you suddenly remembered and hurried to the kitchen, hearing Jungkook laugh as you left.

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Varúlfur - part 1

Werewolf Jungkook x Reader Words: ~3,500 Keywords: … Blood, a little gore etc (I swear it gets better)

He was frantically running. His paws were flying over the soft ground effortlessly as he followed the faint aroma he picked up earlier. The same smell that made him break all chains and escape his safe haven, a little house in the woods he had bought specifically for these nights.

Full moon nights.

The scent was getting stronger and further reduced his already redundant consciousness with every new breath he took. He was obsessed with it. With his head down, he was sniffing the ground cautiously, making sure he didn’t lose it. It grew stronger and stronger, and he knew he must be close to whatever was emitting it. He had to find it and make it his.

When he was still in his hut, chains around his ankles and neck, his remaining human soul was patiently waiting for the monthly nightmare to be over. Waiting to be in control over his senses again. But when a car passed by on the street outside and the wind carried a precious scent towards him, he lost any remaining control over his changed form. He howled, growled and fought his chains until he managed to rid himself of his restraints and jumped out the window in a frenzy to follow it.

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JUNGKOOK FIC

This was a request by @delightfulness-ela (SPOILER warning for the request though)

-Diri

Old Enough

Jungkook x Noona Words: ~2,400 Keywords: Age gap?

You checked your phone. It was 8:49 pm.

You had spent your entire day with Jungkook, your good friend. That wasn’t a lie, but also not entirely true.

Truth is, you liked each other. A lot.

You both knew that too. It was obvious. The way you two looked at each other would’ve been enough to make a blind person notice. You were always stealing glances, touching each other whenever it wouldn’t seem weird. You both knew how much you longed for each other, how much you both fantasised about being together but neither of you acted on it.

Why?

Because you were older than him. 4 years to be precise and for some reason, you had always felt that your undeniable attraction towards him was somehow wrong. That you shouldn’t see him that way. That he should be like a younger brother to you - like he used to be before he became a man right in front of your eyes. Heck, he hasn’t even been of legal age for long!

Thoughts like that filled your mind whenever you found yourself looking at him, whenever you caught your heart beating faster at his touch. But you could never break off contact, you knew that. The guilt killed you, tortured you but it couldn’t keep you from thinking about him. It couldn’t stop you from dreaming about him every night, longing for him so much it hurt. It just made you feel shit. So you tried your best to suppress your feelings, hating yourself for not being able to, and you tried your best to keep treating him like a brother.

He noticed that. He knew that you liked him. He knew that you hated it. So as much as it hurt, as much as it pained him, he tried to play along. For your sake, hoping that one day you will give him a chance.

You had met him around noon. He just came back from tour the day before so you hadn’t seen him for months and you were super excited to spend some time with him again. Of course, you had texted, had talked over Skype, but seeing him in person was something else. His presence, his smell, his touch. You had missed him so much when he was gone that you were almost too ashamed to admit it to yourself.

First, you had some brunch, then you went shopping a little and then just strolled around for a while, catching up. You hit the arcade, you went bowling. Avoiding people as much as possible was not all that hard for you anymore, you learned where to go when and even if you were seen, your friendship was public but why provoke it. Dating rumours had stirred up a while ago, it wasn’t pretty, but they mostly died down quickly and things went back to normal soon.

When it got late he had told you to go home and wait for him, he had something to take care of and would come over after to ‘watch a movie or something’ so that’s what you had done. Now, you were sitting on your sofa, waiting for him.

Ding-Dong

You shot up from the sofa and ran to open the door. Of course, you already knew who it was, but you checked the camera anyway and a fond smile crept up on your face. You opened up quickly and waited by the door for him to make it up to your apartment.

When he got out of the elevator you saw that he was carrying-

“PIZZA!” you squealed happily. You hadn’t really noticed that you hadn’t eaten anything since brunch, but now that you saw and smelled the pizza the feeling of hunger struck you like a truck. “Omg you’re the best, Kookie, I’m starving!” “Of course I am!” He replied with a silly cocky expression. Once inside, you took the pizza boxes out of his hands to allow him to bend down to take off his shoes. “Top one’s yours,” he said with a smile, looking up at you.

You opened the box and smiled. Of course. It was your favourite. He always knew exactly what you liked and would always make sure you get it. You didn’t even have to tell him anymore.

Jungkook suggested a movie you could watch while eating, one that Namjoon had recommended, and you had wholeheartedly agreed. So you sat on the sofa, put the movie on and ate your pizzas, joking around and thoroughly enjoying yourselves.

He had put a pillow between his crossed legs on which he had put the hot pizza but now that you were done eating he was hugging it instead. You watched him, watched how his beautiful arms wrapped around the pillow, his eyes pinned to the screen. The movie was interesting no doubt but you just couldn’t seem to concentrate on it. What you didn’t know was that neither could he - he stared at the screen to not stare at you, partly because he could see you staring. You hadn’t seen him in so long and your mind was clouded, consumed with thoughts of him, him cuddling the pillow… him cuddling you and before you could the memories of that one night came back to you again and made your heart pound hard.

That night, he had come over late and stayed for a long time. He stayed so long you both got really tired. You can’t recall how it went, but somehow you woke up the next morning together. In your bed. Cuddling. When you slowly woke up that day you had a smile plastered on your face. You felt safe, warm and happy. It took you a while to process your surroundings but after a while, you noticed that arms were tightly wrapped around you, your arm around someone too, your legs tangled up and a familiar, beloved scent in your nose.

Your heart started racing.

You didn’t want to open your eyes at first, feeling like if you did you admitted you were awake and would feel obliged to move away. To break this wonderful moment. So you stayed like that for a while, trying to burn this moment into your memory, sure that it won’t ever happen again. After a while, the urge to open your eyes to see him grew too much and you gave in, opening them to the most beautiful sight you had ever seen. There he was, right in front of you and in the bright morning light shining through the windows, laying between your white sheets with his hair ruffled up from sleeping he looked like an angel.

You suppressed your urge to either cry or kiss him and you swore to yourself you would forevermore treasure this moment, taking in every little detail, saving it in a safe place of your memory before you decided to move away, careful not to wake him up and you never spoke of it again.

Ever since then, not a night passed where you wouldn’t lay awake in your bed thinking about it. Thinking about how wondrous it was waking up next him, waking up in his soothing embrace and you dreamed about how it would be having him there with you, falling asleep in his arms.

The movie was over by now, not that either of you really watched what happened but neither of you said anything and you started cleaning up. You saw him check his phone a few times and you noticed all the messages he had. He had ignored his phone almost all day but you knew he had many responsibilities to get to. Suddenly you felt a little bad for hogging his entire day. You didn’t really plan to but time flew by and he didn’t say anything about having to go so you didn’t either. You put the last glass in the dishwasher and went back to the living room where he had put all the pillows back in place and sat down next to him once more.

He checked his phone again and sighed. “I really gotta go, Y/N…” “Oh…” you said quietly, sounding a lot sadder than you intended. “Aw come on don’t sound so sad! It’s super late already plus I really have to catch up on practice since I spent all day with you!” he chuckled and gave you his signature smile. “Whatever!” you replied, “I wasn’t even sad”, smiling back at him while getting up from your spot. “It was nice though-” you continued “-to spend time with you again.” You quietly added “I missed you so much” to yourself, sure he couldn’t hear.

You knew you had spent all day together but still- if you were honest with yourself you really didn’t want to let him go yet. That’s why you found yourself trying to extend the time you spent as much as possible.

You walked him to the door, then downstairs, then outside. You walked down the street with him, only for a block or so, and that’s when you finally stopped. The cool night breeze was gently blowing through your hair, blowing across your exposed skin sending a little tingling shiver through your body.

Then you were tightly hugging each other goodbye, way longer than necessary, as usual. Maybe it was the contrast between his warmth and the cold air that felt so good or maybe because you hadn’t seen him for so long but tonight, more than ever, you didn’t want to let go. You didn’t want him to leave, leave you for another night alone wishing he was there with you.

With your heads in each others neck, pressed against each other, you took in the smell of his cologne, his wonderful smell that you could never get enough of. You squeeze him tighter, longing for more closeness which you knew a hug would never satisfy. You could feel his racing heartbeat against your body, could feel his breath on your neck and you started losing yourself in his presence when suddenly he spoke. He spoke in a soft, sad voice, almost like a whisper only you could hear.

“Noona… what are we doing?”

You could feel your heart start pounding faster. You paused for a bit. “I don’t know…” you replied just as softly as he had and pulled away from the intimate embrace your goodbye hug had evolved into once again. He kept hold of your hands, keeping you from moving away too far. “I know you like me just as much as I like you,” he continued. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you quickly said, trying to act oblivious while looking down with a pained expression.

“Don’t lie to me”

You stayed quiet, still staring at your feet, not knowing what else to say to him. You didn’t dare to look at him because you know seeing his face would worsen the tightness you felt in your chest. “Noona…” he spoke again.

“Go out with me.”

Shocked at the sudden unexpected boldness he displayed you looked up at him. His eyes locked with yours, a curious expression on his face, full of determination and longing. His voice was quiet and almost shaky but oddly sure at the same time. You sighed and looked to the side, not wanting to face him for what you were about to say. “Jungkook, you’re 4 years-” “I’m not a child!” he snapped, interrupting you before you could finish.

You looked back at him in surprise, locking eyes and you saw frustration written on his face. He mustered you for a second before he suddenly leant in, wrapped his arm around you once again and locked his lips with yours. Shocked, you didn’t move at first, not quite yet processing that Jeon Jungkook, your beloved Jeon Jungkook was kissing you. When you finally did, you kissed him back, kissed him deeply, wrapping your arms around his neck. Pulling him closer with one hand while going through his soft silky hair with the other. You could feel him follow your lead, moving a hand to the small of your back, pulling you as close as possible. The kiss grew more passionate, needier, reflecting how both of you finally fulfilled a long locked up desire, finally got to feel each other’s lips, something you only ever dared dream in secret. The intensity of it was overwhelming. Your mind was blank while your heart was raging. You didn’t know how a person could possibly contain so many emotions swirling up at once and a tear formed in the corner of your tightly shut eye. You smiled into the kiss as the single tear rolled down your cheek.

As the initial vehemence of the kiss calmed down it grew softer, full of love and fondness for each other as you relaxed a little, releasing your tight grip on him and so did he, his hands now resting on your waist while yours were wrapped loosely around his shoulders.

“Am I still a kid to you, Noona?” he said out of breath when you finally broke the kiss. He rested his forehead on yours, your noses touching fleetingly. He removed one of his hands from your lower back, moving it up to caress your cheek and stroke your hair while he continued to speak again. “I know I’m younger than you but I love you Y/N, I only want you, only ever wanted you… You drive me crazy...” The last part was no more than a whisper, and with a soft look in eyes, he leant in for a kiss again. Only a brief loving peck on the lips this time. “I know you want to.. so please, date me already” Your heart was going crazy and for the first time, your mind wasn’t telling you to stop and back off. This time it said ‘You know what? He’s right. He’s not a kid anymore and you are not weird for liking him. Go ahead.’ You could feel your eyes wet again, happy beyond words that your mind had set you free and instead of replying you kissed him with a smile on your face. “Okay, kid,” you said with a chuckle and he childishly pouted at your joke.

“I’ll date you.”

#longest fic so far!!!#YEY #wait for the SEQUEL #i hope you like it #bts #bts scenarios #bts request #bts jungkook #jungkook #jungkook x noona #jungkook x reader #bts reactions #dirrific

Hi there~ do you think you can maybe do protective Jin/Jimin?

Of course I can love! I’m super excited to get this blog started! OMG

I finished writing Jimin’s scenario and I’m now working on Jin’s but I thought why let you wait for this when it’s already done? SO here you go! (Jin’s will follow soon promise!) I hope this is kind of what you meant by protective?

It’s my first ever fanfiction so it’s probably crap (especially the dialogue) but I still really hope you like it! If not send me another ask and I’ll redo it <3

Back off

Jimin x ReaderWords: ~1,400Keywords: Jealous Jimin

Trigger warning: sexual harrassment, violence

Geez, do you ever shut up?! you thought as the lighting assistant intern kept telling you about his oh so important work on set. You didn’t even remember his name, but you had noticed how he kept eying you from across the room during the set up for a v-live show BTS was about to do.