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Pairing: Jung Hoseok (J-Hope) x Reader
Genre: Romance, Smut, Idol AU, Fanfiction
Rating: Explicit (18+), contains mature themes, sexual content, and strong language
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, possessive behavior, light dom/sub dynamics, mentions of alcohol, obsessive thoughts, and public teasing. Proceed with caution.
Summary: A flirty dance cover of BTS’s Dynamite with a cheeky “diamond necklace” innuendo blows up, catching the eye of J-Hope himself. What starts as spicy DMs with a mysterious stranger spirals into a steamy, obsessive night in Seoul that leaves you marked—literally and figuratively.
Word Count: ~3.5k
The bass of Sweet Dreams pulsed through your cramped apartment, your phone balanced on a precarious stack of novels. You’d spent weeks perfecting this dance cover—every hip pop, every smirk, every flick of your wrist dialed to precision. Your cropped hoodie rode up with each sway, flashing a glimpse of skin, while your leggings hugged every curve. As the final note hit, you struck a pose: lip bitten, eyes smoldering, a playful wink thrown at the camera.
You collapsed onto the couch, breathless, and grabbed your phone for the outro. “Alright, Army, I’m wrecked,” you laughed, sweeping damp bangs from your face. “But real talk? I’d sell my soul for a diamond necklace from J-Hope. Too much to ask?” Your smirk lingered, the innuendo dripping for the fans who’d get it. You hit post without a second thought.
The “diamond necklace” line was a nod to Army Twitter’s filthier corners, where fans traded sly jokes about Hoseok’s charm. J-Hope was your bias—his radiant energy, fluid dance moves, and that killer smirk were your undoing. You didn’t expect the reel to do more than your usual few thousand likes.
By morning, it was at two million views.
Your notifications were a warzone:
“Y/N, YOU WILD FOR THIS 😭”
“DIAMOND NECKLACE? GIRL, I’M DEAD 💀”
“Living our Hobi thirst dreams, we stan 😍”
Fan edits poured in—slow-mo clips of your hips rolling to Daydream, your hair flip synced to Ego. Brands slid into your DMs, but so did the weirdos. As a small-time Instagram influencer known for K-pop covers and flirty vlogs, this was your brand: bold, teasing, a little dirty. Just another day.
Until it wasn’t.
In a dimly lit Paris hotel room, Jung Hoseok sprawled across a king-sized bed, phone glowing against the dark. He’d been following you for months on a burner Instagram account—@random7digits, no pic, no trace. Not even his members knew.
It started with a fan edit of you slaying his Chicken Noodle Soup choreo, your sensual precision making his pulse spike. He’d binged your profile: dance covers, thirst traps, Q&As where you answered with a wink. You were magnetic, and he was addicted.
Then came the “diamond necklace” reel.
Hoseok watched it on loop, your sultry moves and that bold line—“a diamond necklace from J-Hope”—hitting like a shot of adrenaline. The innuendo was filthy, and it stirred something possessive. He knew you were teasing the fandom, but it felt personal, like a dare meant for him.
“She’s trouble,” he muttered, smirking. “And I want it.”
His thumb hovered over your DMs. From his burner, he typed:
Careful, princess. Wishing for diamonds like that might get you in trouble.
He hit send, heart racing, already hooked on the game.
You woke to a DM that stopped you cold:
Careful, princess. Wishing for diamonds like that might get you in trouble.
The account was a blank—random numbers, no face. Probably a troll, but the cocky tone sent a thrill down your spine. You bit your lip, typing:
Trouble? My favorite kind. You offering diamonds or just talk?
His reply was instant:
More than diamonds, princess. But you gotta earn ‘em.
Your stomach flipped. This guy had game. Over the next week, the DMs became your fix—each message bolder, hotter, laced with tension. He matched your flirtation with a mix of charm and edge, keeping you glued to your phone.
That dance today… you know what you’re doing. Teasing like that’s gonna get you in deep.
You upped the ante, posting a story for him: a slow-motion Ego cover, your body rolling in a tight tank top, sweat gleaming on your collarbone. Caption: Deep? Only if you can keep up.
His response was a video: no face, just a lean, toned torso in grey sweats, moving to Mic Drop with lethal precision. His abs flexed, hands—long fingers, veins popping—tugging his waistband low, revealing a V-line that made you choke.
Keep up with this, princess.
You rewatched it, thighs pressed together, heat pooling. You sent a photo: you in a lacy bralette, leaning forward to flaunt cleavage, lips parted. Your move, mystery man.
The escalation was relentless. His voice notes(using voice changer)—low, husky—were pure sin. “You keep sending shit like that, I’m gonna lose it,” he growled, the words sinking into you. You fired back a breathy note: “Good. I want you wrecked.”
One night, after a Butter cover where your hips swayed and fingers traced your neck, he snapped:
You’re begging for it, aren’t you? Touching yourself like that, knowing I’m watching.
He wasn’t wrong—you’d been thinking of him, this faceless stranger who had you unraveling. You typed, reckless:
Maybe I am. Gonna do something about it?
His reply was a photo: his hand gripping a whiskey glass, knuckles tense, a silver ring glinting. Keep pushing. I’ll give you everything you’re asking for.
You pushed harder—a shower clip, steam blurring the glass, your silhouette teasing as water slid down your shoulders. Oops. Slipped.
His response was feral: You’re fucking killing me. That body… I’m gonna ruin you.
The game was addictive, each message a spark setting you both on fire. You didn’t know his name, but he was under your skin.
Ten days in, he dropped a bomb:
Meet me. Seoul. This weekend. Lotte Hotel penthouse. No questions, just us. Say yes.
Your heart slammed against your ribs. Meeting a stranger who’d been driving you wild? Insane. But the promise of that penthouse, the mystery, the way his words made you ache—it was too much to resist.
You typed, fingers trembling:
You’re nuts. Rules: safe word, no sketchy shit, and you better be as hot as you sound.
His reply:
Safe word’s ‘sunshine.’ I’ll take care of you, princess. You won’t regret it.
You spent the next days in a frenzy, packing, texting your best friend (“If I die in Seoul, avenge me”), and boarding a flight. The uncertainty only fueled your want.
The Lotte Hotel was a glittering maze of marble and gold. The penthouse was obscene—black marble floors, silk-draped bed, a bottle of champagne chilling in ice. The air was heavy, intoxicating.
You stepped inside, heels clicking. “Hello?” Your voice wavered. No answer. Your pulse raced as you set your bag down, nerves and anticipation colliding.
You poured champagne, the bubbles sharp on your tongue. Then you felt it—a shift in the air, a presence behind you. You turned.
He stood in the shadows, black cap low, fitted shirt clinging to a lean frame, dark jeans slung low. He moved like a predator, all controlled power. Then he lifted his cap.
Jung Hoseok. J-Hope. Your bias.
Your glass almost shattered on the floor.
“Oh my God,” you whispered, legs buckling. “You’re… him.”
He smirked, closing the distance, eyes dark and possessive. “Still want that diamond necklace, princess?” His voice was velvet, laced with sin, sending heat to your core.
You couldn’t speak, brain short-circuiting. Hoseok—Hoseok—was real, devastatingly hot, his gaze promising everything.
“I…” You swallowed. “Yes.”
His smirk deepened, predatory yet soft. “Good girl.”
Hoseok stepped into your space, his cologne—musky, spiced—flooding your senses. His hand cupped your jaw, thumb dragging across your lip with deliberate slowness.
“Been dreaming about you,” he murmured, lips close. “Every night, watching you tease me. You’ve got no idea what you do.”
Your breath hitched, hands gripping his shirt, feeling muscle beneath. His kiss was filthy—tongue sweeping, teeth nipping, all hunger. You moaned, melting into him as he backed you against the wall, the cool surface a shock against your heated skin.
His hands gripped your hips, pressing himself against you. You gasped—he was hard, straining against his jeans.
“Feel that?” he growled, grinding slowly. “All for you.”
He lifted you, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you to the bed. He pinned your wrists, his other hand yanking your dress up to reveal soaked lace panties.
“Fuck,” he breathed, eyes raking over you. “Dripping already.”
He tore the lace, the rip loud. His mouth was on you—hot, relentless, tongue swirling over your clit, then plunging inside. You screamed, hips bucking, but he pinned your thighs, devouring you like a man starved.
“Hoseok—fuck,” you gasped, trembling. His fingers joined, curling deep, hitting your G-spot with precision.
“Taste so good,” he rasped, lips glistening. “Could do this all night.”
He edged you, pulling back as you neared the peak, leaving you whimpering. “Please,” you begged, tears pricking.
“Not yet,” he said, licking his lips. “You cum with me inside.”
He stripped, revealing lean abs, sweat-slick skin. His jeans dropped, and you stared—he was thick, veined, glistening. He climbed over you, kissing you, letting you taste yourself.
“Ready?” he whispered, softer now, checking in.
“Yes,” you breathed, arching into him.
He pushed in, slow and deep, the stretch intense. He paused, forehead against yours, breath ragged. “So tight,” he groaned. “Perfect.”
His thrusts were powerful, each one hitting deep, his hips angled to strike your G-spot. The bed creaked, headboard slamming as he drove into you. His dirty talk was relentless:
“Wanted my cum, didn’t you? Begging for it in front of whole world.” he growled, biting your neck. “Gonna mark you, make you mine.”
His fingers found your clit, rubbing tight circles. You screamed, the edge nearing. He denied you once more, stopping as you trembled, leaving you a sobbing mess.
“Please, Hoseok,” you cried. “Need it.”
“Okay, princess,” he murmured. “Cum for me.”
His thrusts deepened, fingers relentless. Your orgasm crashed, vision whiting out, body convulsing as you screamed his name. He fucked you through it, thrusts erratic, then pulled out, spilling across your chest and neck, marking you in thick, warm ropes.
“Mine,” he whispered, smearing his release across your collarbone, sealing the claim.
Hoseok collapsed beside you, both of you slick with sweat. He pulled you close, lips soft on your forehead, your cheeks.
“You okay?” he murmured, brushing hair from your face.
“Better than okay,” you whispered, dazed.
He smiled—bright, sunny, your heart stuttering. He cleaned you gently with a warm towel, then pulled a velvet box from the nightstand. A diamond necklace—delicate, sparkling—clicked around your neck, his lips brushing the clasp.
“Next time you want something,” he said, low, “you come to me.”
You laughed, still reeling. “Think I just did.”
He grinned, tucking you into his arms. You fell asleep, the necklace a cool weight against your skin.
You woke alone, panic flaring until you saw the note:
Flight to catch. Keep the necklace. Call me when you want more. - H
A Polaroid showed Hoseok, shirtless, smirking, holding a card: Mine.
Your phone buzzed—a text from his official Instagram:
Liked your necklace, baby. Ready for round two?
You grinned, typing: Only if you bring a matching bracelet.
Days later, you filmed a Blood Sweat & Tears cover, the diamond necklace glinting, hickeys blooming across your collarbone. Your hips rolled, fingers tracing the marks, a smirk for the camera.
The reel went viral. Army lost it:
“Y/N, THOSE HICKEYS?? SPILL 😳”
“DIAMOND NECKLACE AND LOVE BITES? QUEEN SHIT”
“Isn't this J-HOPE coded?? I’M UNWELL”
Twitter exploded with edits—zooms of your marked skin set to Euphoria. Theories flew: “Y/N’s mystery man is an idol, bet it’s Hobi.”
A DM from Hoseok’s official account: a screenshot of a tweet: Y/N’s hickeys + necklace = J-HOPE CLAIMED HER, I’M SCREAMING.
His message:
Showing off my work, princess. Wear those marks like a crown.
You typed back, grinning:
Just giving the people what they want. More next time?
His reply:
Count on it. Bracelet’s ready. So’s round two.
You touched the necklace, the hickeys tingling. The world could guess, but only you knew—and the promise of more burned bright.
A/n: Okay so my 2AM thoughts are getting wild I guess. But seriously all I need is diamond necklace from J-Hope. Is it too much to ask? 🤭
P.S.: My @kittenan account tumblr messaging is not working and also I am unable to comment. So I created a backup account. Please follow and support.
If uncomfortable please don’t read, those who enjoy smut. Please enjoy :3
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Open relationship.
You and jungkook were in a open relationship, he is the one who insisted, you didn’t agree to it at first but you thought it wouldn’t exactly be a bad idea. You’ve been sleeping with jungkook, and jimin, his older best-friend. He recently found out, and he didn’t like that you were having sex with his best-friend. He stopped sleeping with girls since he found out, you were on his mind. He couldn’t bring himself to sleep with anyone else, you arrived to your apartment you shared with jungkook
You twisted the door open seeing a jealous, and pissed off jungkook. You decided to not do anything, you knew it would get worse. Before you could take another step, he walked closer to you pulling out his phone. It was a photo of jimin tying you up, while he was inside of you. Your eyes widened, sharing stares between his phone and him. “Why are you fucking him? Out of all people.” He says pissed off, i cleared my throat trying to talk but nothing came out. “Does he fuck better than me?” You obviously couldn’t answer that.. the sex you always had with jungkook was slow and passionate and with jimin, it was extremely painful, he would always be aggressive, and rough. You loved it rough, you never told jungkook that.
Once he saw you weren’t responding he walked closer to you, leaving no space for you to walk away. “Answer me now, Y/N.” He said, his anger dialing down. You really couldn’t say yes or no, you enjoyed both of them. Without thinking, you just shrugged your shoulders. “You don’t know?” He says clearly pissed, “Yes. I don’t know jungkook.” His jaw tightening, “your answer should be clear about what you know, it’s either a yes or no!” His anger was so clear, he was pissed.
“I can’t answer that jungkook.” He took a step closer; “and why is that?” You took a few deep breaths before answering. “I-i jungkook it’s difficult to say.” A chuckle left his lips, “just say it.” Your teeth tugging over your bottom lip softly. “You two are different, you are slow and passionate, but i love it.” You began, “but?” You were taken back by his words, but he was right.. there was a but.. “but jimin just sleeps with me like he is putting all his anger inside of me.” You speak quietly, “is that what your about?” He says softly, you let out a soft huh, slightly confused of his words.. what did he mean? “You liked to be fucked rough don’t you?” Without thinking you nodded. “Is that what he’s been doing to my pretty baby? Ruining you? Hm?” You melted when he mentioned you as his pretty baby,
He took one step closer, his body stuck onto yours leaving no space for you to move. His fingers touching your chin pushing it up to look at him, your eyes looked up, his eyes travelling to your lips before he planted a soft kiss, you moan softly before kissing him back. He removed his fingers from your chin, to your hair tugging onto it while the kiss got more heated and aggressive, his anger was building up in the kiss. His lips part opened, inviting your tongue. You were a sucker.. jimin may have been a good fuck, but no one can make you melt in kisses as much as jungkook did. His hands trailing down your body, stopping at your hips picking you up while his lips moved against yours
He didn’t need to open his eyes to see where he was heading, he knew exactly. Your back landing on the soft material that was on the couch, his lips making a sound with yours once he pulled away. He unbuttoned your jeans before grabbing the sides of your jeans pulling them off, they fell down so easily. He saw you were wearing no panties, he muttered ‘fuck.’ His eyes not leaving your exposed pussy, spreading your legs wide, he noticed you just recently shaved. Biting his lips, his head going in between your thighs blowing soft air on your folds, your reaction was everything to him. He saw you struggling to keep your legs from shaking, his smirk growing wide on his lips.
His lips wrapping around your clit, he inhaled to fully start sucking on your clit. You moaned at his touch, the way he was sucking on your clit, you couldn’t even explain how good it felt. “F-fuck..” you whimpered arching your back, your eyes fully closing once he teasingly rubbed your clit with his thumb while his tongue was inside of you. Replacing his tongue with his two digits, his index and middle finger pushing deep inside of you. You felt his fingers stretching you out, “yeah you like that? Being filled up with my two fingers hm?” He says thrusting his fingers in and out of you, causing you to shiver at his touch. Once he felt you near, that was when he pulled his fingers out of you. Once he took his fingers out it created a wet sound, you were soaked.
“What the-” you say clearly annoyed, his smile appears seeing you annoyed with him. “Baby, i want you to come around my cock, not in my mouth.” Your annoyance then dialed down, his clothes were now off. He gave his cock a few strokes moaninf at his touch, you watched how it got bigger, and bigger. You forgot the way he felt around you, he positioned himself infront of you, his fingers melting into your pussy giving it a rough slap, you jumped a little, a bit surprised. He was never rough with you, nor did he dirty talk you, you definitely knew why he was doing this.
“You belong to me, me only.” He said before guiding his tip near your entrance. You moaned at his touch, his tip rubbing against your cunt, “j-jung- please..” you begged, he smirked before entering you raw, you let out a soft gasp. He never entered you without a condom, he let out a grunt creating little thrusts to get you used to his size, you felt his every vein.
Tears forming in your eyes, it hurted so good. The only noises that left jungkook’s lips were grunts and tiny whines, “fuck.” This time his one thrust was deep, and you could feel him in your stomach. His thrusts filling the room, you moaned, his thrust creating a fast pace while he fucked you roughly. “That’s it. Fuck, yeah..” His hands placing onto your hips moving in and out of ya, you dug your nails into the meat of his shoulders, once he felt the pain you created on his shoulder he couldn’t help but thrust into you filled with his anger once he thought of you and jimin.
“Is this how he fucks you, huh?” He says while thrusting into you with hate, “f-fuck,” you moaned out feeling his meat deep inside of you massaging your tight pussy. “Mm~” you let out a few quiet moans getting used to his thrusts, “Fuck, baby.” He panted while thrusting his hips against yours, he felt you clenching around him, there was no space for him to move in, and out because you trapped him. “Baby, let go, let..” You released your folds, allowing him to continue to thrust into you,
“Fuck, are you near?” He says not stopping his fast pace, you nodded unable to get a answer, it felt to good. “Use your words love.” He started to slow down, to tease you. “Jungkook- no please don’t stop.” His lips turning into a noticeable smirk, “Fuck, Y/N.” His fingers digging deep through your waist, as he felt a weird feeling almost about to explode. His veins pumping against your clit, you were so near.
“Jungkook..” you moaned, clenching around him tightly before coming undone, he muttered under his breath. You listened to his dirty words,“Fuck that’s right, you take me so well.” He said, his hips thrusting a few more times, his lips connecting with your flushed cheeks while you felt warm gooey inside of you. “Sorry baby, i couldn’t pull out in time.” He panted laying next to you.
( how was this lmao, Definitely a lot different from my other one😭😭 )
summary: hoseok comes back from the studio and needs to relieve the built-up stress
warnings: dominance, dirty talk, slapping, creampie, cum play
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You heard the front door open as you scrolled through instagram on the couch in the living room. After taking off his shoes, Hoseok made his way over to you as you smiled at his emotionless face.
“How was work?” He didn’t reply but instead leaned down to kiss you deeply, slipping his tongue into your mouth in the process. You furrowed your eyebrows as you kissed him back but tried to gently push him back to ask him what’s going on. Hoseok gripped the couch on each side of your body and put his knee between your legs as he aggressively made out with you.
“Hobi-” “Shut up” You were taken aback for a moment, but at the same time got a little excited when you heard the harsh tone your boyfriend was speaking to you with. He returned to your heated make out session and this time you didn’t resist, but went fully with it.
Hoseok started kissing your neck and put one hand under your sweater to grab one of your breasts before massaging it with his thumb. You moaned and gripped his hair with one hand. He returned to making out with you after leaving a few hickeys. His hand made its way down to your core, making you let out another moan.
“I need you right now” Hoseok muttered into your neck before kissing the hickeys he had left before. Your boyfriend gently picked you up to walk to your shared bedroom and continued kissing your lips while you put your legs around his hips to draw his body closer to yours. Your hands found their way back to his hair as you softly grasped his hair.
He slowly placed you on the bed before pulling back from your lips to take off his shirt. Hoseok didn’t waste time and got right back to hovering over your figure and sliding his tongue into your mouth. You moaned in response to his touch and put one hand on his chest and slid it across his abs until you reached his crotch.
Now you gained one moan from him as he took off your sweater and your bra right after along with your shorts. It didn’t last long until he had one nipple in your mouth while massaging the other breast. You moaned loudly after he sucked hard on your boob, trying to form another hickey. After a moment, he moved his head up, focusing on your lips again. You got on your knees, switching positions, so he was laying down with you hovering over him.
You kissed his lips and worked your way down to his sweats where a huge bulge was already visible. Hoseok bit his lip at the sight in front of him. You pulled the sweats along with his underwear off and briefly licked your lips before slowly pumping the shaft and guiding your mouth to the top. Starting by kissing it and licking it before you put the whole thing in your mouth.
Your boyfriend let out a loud moan as he grabbed your head and directing your mouth up and down. You rubbed your thighs together in excitement and felt a wet patch between your legs. Gradually you bobbed your head faster and faster before he grabbed you by your cheeks and pulled you up to sloppily kiss you. You grinded yourself on his hard cock and snickered.
He harshly grabbed your ass, making you squeal for a second, and sliding one hand in your underwear. Hoseok chuckled and slapped one cheek before grabbing it again.
“What a naughty girl huh” He positioned you over his cock and slid your underwear to the side. Both of you let out a long moan as he entered you. Not long after, he gripped your hips and started thrusting rapidly into you. You put your hands on his chest for support as you lay your head in your neck, moaning the whole time.
“Slower. Please.” You managed to say between thrusts. However, his pace didn’t change at all, but a smirk was plastered on his face. In an instant, you knew that he wouldn’t slow down as long as he didn’t finish.
Your moans slowly turned into screams from too much pleasure. “Hobi..cumming.” As soon as he heard this, your boyfriend pulled you up and switched positions again. Now he was settled behind you and your face was buried in the pillow. He guided his cock to your entrance and entered roughly before he put his thumb on your clit, stimulating it.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you chanted his name like it was the only word you knew. Hoseok leaned forwards and grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling it harshly as he rapidly slammed his length into you.
“Look at you being all submissive” your boyfriend snarled, giving you another slap. You whined as you felt your climax approaching faster.
You felt his cock twitch inside you, signalizing you that he was close, so you clenched your walls around him, making him gasp. His steady thrusts got uneven while he dug his nails into your hips.
“Hoseok” you screamed out while your orgasm washed over you, making your whole body weak.
His hips came to a halt and you felt your walls being painted white as you let out a sigh. He loosened his grip around your hips and lazily slid his cock out of your hole before spreading it apart and watching his semen spill out with an amused look on his face as he pushed some back with his finger.
Hoseok let go of your hair, gently lowered your hips to the side and went to the bathroom to get a damp towel to clean up his mess. After he was finished, he lay behind you and hugged you as he whispered “I love you” into your back as he got soft snores as a response.
I'd like to request Yoongi based on your jar of kinks, if that's okay with you ❤️
Hey my little flower! I'm sorry took me so long 🤦🏻♀️
That's completely fine, here you go!
Hope you like it 🤍
Why... why he did this too you? Why you let him do this to you?
You're now seated on the couch of the commun area in the dormitories. All the boys in the house, some chatting, some cooking, some sleeping. People might think that the sleeping one is your boyfriend, Yoongi. But no... no no no. He's the devil that is currently on his phone, seeming so distracted controlling the vibrator you have in your panties by the app he installed this morning.
Anyone who laid eyes on him won't never, ever say that he's torturing you for the past 40 minutes, going up and down with the vibrations and intensities making you jump and hold back gasps and moans from his play time. Jungkook is trying to say something about this new camera he brought for the third time and you can't seem to focus because Yoongi choose it to set the vibrations to the maximum. You close your eyes and unconsciously hold Jungkook's hand, his eyes going wide - jungshock stile - fixed on your face that is contorting in pleasure behind the curtain of hair you're trying to hide behind.
A little gasp scape your lips while you cum so hard that you feel the gush of wetness smearing the top of your tights.
Yoongi is looking at you with an almost imperceptible little smile, knowing exactly what happened and taking pride in it. That little shit was mean, protective and lovable... and with a huge soft spot for you, but so mean.
You try to breathe calmly, as calm as possible, and not give any signs of what just happened and you're successful, except for the alert boy in front of you.
"Noona..." his voice is a whisper, a knowing one. Kind of timid at your sight, but you can hear the lust in it, lurking it's way into his mind. He just saw you cumming, give him a break.
"Kookie, I'm... " he interrupts you squeezing your hand in his. You lock eyes with him and his pupils are dilated, hia eyes dark and his cheecks assuming a lovely shade of red.
Before you can apologize with the boy, you hear your boyfriend's voice and he stop, standing behind Jungkook.
"Jungkookie, can I borrow Y/N for a minute?" His eyes don't lie, he knows what he's doing, those eyes move to yours, his silent command for you to move and go up stairs is well read by you.
"Kiddo, don't go too far. Hyung has something to show you." And with that he's taking you by your hand and walking up stairs to his shared room.
Jungkook is left stupefied, the image of your face and your hand squeezing his palm engraved in his mind.
Yoongi opens the door for you, always the gentleman, and once you're inside you hear the click of the lock loud and clear.
Oh no.. he was not going to do this here. Right?
"Yoongi." Your warning tone fill his ears.
His playfull eyes not following the severity that his grave voice wants to show.
"Yoongi? That's how you call me kitten?"
His tongue coming out to lick his lips, your eyes getting too entranced by the marvelous muscle. That thing can turn the most eloquent beings into nothing, into mumbling messes.
"I'm sorry daddy. It's just... I couldn't hold back until poor Kookie fineshed talking and he.."
His deep voice interrupts your thoughts, a low chuckle escaping his lips.
"Poor Kookie? Kitten, he's not a kid anymore and he's far from "poor" in this situation. I could see his dick hardening at your fucking face when you came. Can I blame him, though..? You look divine when you cum."
You could feel the blush warming your checks, your legs squeezing, your eyes darting from him to the floor. Your hear his steps coming to you, the feeling of his long finger curling in your chin to make your eyes find him.
"You like that tought kitten? Jungkookie all bothered because of you? Would you like to have him here, watching while I take you? - his finger start to lightly move down your neck to your collarbones - tell me kitten."
His soft command gets your brain working again, you can't tell him that you would like that... you're kinky, but Yoongi makes your shy side come to surface.
"Daddy..." you stutter your answer and Yoongi knows you like the back of his hand, being the quiet observer he is.
"No need to get nervous kitten, it's okay... always knew you've had a little exhibitionist inside of you -He gives you a slow peck on your lips- We gonna take care of this later."
His lips are back to yours in a hot, sensual kiss. Slow and languid, his tongue massaging yours and making you melt in his arms. You're getting lost in his talented lips until you let out a moan, quiet and low but still a moan, and you remember where you are and what you're doing. You get way from the kiss and hold your finger up, pressing on Yoongi's eager lips.
"Yoongi, no. Were not going to have sex here, with all the boys down there!"
You whisper to him and hurried manner.
"What? You want me to invite them here instead?" That damn smirk on his face again.
With your eyes bulged and a slap on his shoulder you answer back.
"Are you crazy?! Stop that, what the hell is wrong with you today?"
"I just want to make my babygirl feel good and enjoy her little naughty desires. But I'll take baby steps with you kitten, no need to worry. But first, a little punishment."
With he throws you on his bed, your body bouncing on the soft mattress.
"Punishment? I didn't d-" his lifted eyebrow makes your tongue freeze, seating on his bed now and waiting for his words to you.
"You didn't? I can make a list today kitten. First you cum without my command, then you forgot how to address me properly and you won't admit that you're drenched by the tought of being watched. The last one is not really a fault, but I'll help you to come at peace with it"
You could only cum without permission if he sayed so on the beginning of the session, what didn't happened today. Yoongi was not harsh on you when it come to this because he loves seeing you cum, but he was in the mood for some sweet discipline today.
You knew better, so you just nodded at him.
"Good girl. Now how should I punish you today my love?" He looks at you as if waiting a suggestion, but you know he already has a answer.
"Let's see how much you can take kitten..."
"But daddy... why can't we do this in your apartment. Do you remember how we could listen to Jimin and J/G/N last week? I don't want to be the topic from the week." You say to him, trying to convince yourself too.
"Kitten... you and I both know that it's quite the opposite. But you can be a good girl and stay quiet."
He walks to you and stand in front of the bed, lowering to give you a kiss. His lips are warm and wet, putting your guard down and making you melt again. He knows how to make you feel secure and he knows how important it is too, he doesn't want you uncomfortable. You push down the bed with and hands are fast to capture yours and secure them above your head. You stay like this for a while, his mouth exploring your neck and and your lips slowly, his tight pressing against your core sending little waves of pleasure that just make you want more. His hands get bolder and go to your breats, massaging it and feeling its weight in his hands. You're trying to keep your moans quiet, but Yoongi's big hands are so good at making you loud. Once he got you distracted enough, you feel a sharp pinch on your nipples making you gasp and moan a little bit louder.
You look at him as if begging him to not go all out here, but you know you're far from the end of this. He's determined to make the whole house hear you today.
He takes off your dress and throw it back without caring where it land it. He gets up and open a draw on the nightstand and grab a black silk rope. He's gonna tie your hands? Now?
"Close your eyes kitten." Oh shit. Oh no...
Man, this gonna be worse then you imagined, but you want it so freaking badly.
You take a deep breath and close your eyes, you feel the mattress dip below his knees on each side of you and then the black silk on your face. He carefully ties the silk at the back of your head, slightly to the left so it won't poke your head and make you uncomfortable. Now without your vision, everything is heightened, your body adjusting to your new reality for next hour.
Suddenly you're flipped on your tummy and you feel the warmth of Yoongi's body I'm your back.
"Let's get this off, right kitten"
With that he's unhooking your bra, planting a small kiss at the center of your back and sliding the garment down. Your panties take the same destiny, maybe joining your dress somewhere.
You're now naked on Yoongi's bed, with the whole Bangtan down stairs. You have to stay quiet, how were you suppose to look at them if they hear you during this little rendezvous of yours. Right at this very moment you hear before you feel it. A loud spank on your ass, making you squeak and grab the sheets unconsciously.
"You're too quiet kitten... - another spank, another gasp - I wanna hear your voice." And he continues to spank you some more, alternating sides making your asscheecks inflame in a pretty red. That burning feeling mingling with pleasure making a hard time to keep quiet.
"My dirty kitten... you like to feel my hands like this? "
You moan as an answer, but Yoongi want words.
"You're a big girl kitten, use your words." His hands are soothing the aggravated skin of your bum, the sting and the comfort dueling in your brain.
"I-I like it daddy... feels so good"
He hums in satisfaction and you feel him moving, setting you on his lap, ass up and tummy on his thights, his hands exploring the expansive of your back and legs coming on a stop in your pussy.
"Fuck, you're drenched kitten... my little painsucker."
You're so far gone in his voice that you only moan quietly to him, trying so hard to keep it down.
He knows the effect his voice has on you, although things might be light till now, this is still your punishment. He's going to make you cum so much that you will have no option but scream for him to please stop.
You feel a single finger deep in your pussy, eagerly swallowing the digit. Yoongi close his eyes at the feeling of your silky walls hugging his finger,his cock already hard and leaking inside his pants. So warm and welcoming, if he had less self control he would be deep inside of you already.
You bury your face in the sheets to try to contain the loud moan that comes out, all your senses being oversensitive now without your vision.
He grunts at your tentative to stay out of the radar from the people at the leaving room and say:
"Hands on your back." You put your hands together on the small of your back and feel his long fingers holding your wrists together.
"If you hide again, I'll tie your hands to your ankles and leave you laying on the hitachi the whole night." He only needs to warn one time, your head now up and alert. You don't doubt him, not even for a second.
"Good girl. Now spread those legs for me and keep them open." He was back at slowly thrusting his finger in and out of you while you opened you legs more.
As if reading your mind he added one more finger, scissoring them inside of you to strech for a third digit.
Once three of his long, elegant fingers were plunging inside of you in fastened pace, your cries of pleasure were almost impossible to hold back, your lips bitten red, almost bleeding from how hard you've been burying your teeth on them.
You were so close to coming and Yoongi could feel it, feel your walls squeezing his fingers sporadically.
He looked at your face and saw how hard you were trying to hold back, his eyes turning black from lust at your sight.
"I don't understand kitten... you're dripping down to my jeans, making a puddle and yet you're drawing blood from your pretty lips holding my moans back. Let go kitten, come on. Fucking moan for me." You couldn't hold back anymore and let out a loud long moan that was trapped down your throat and didn't stop there, moaning "daddy" like a mantra, trying to reach your high. Yoongi could feel the ecstasy in your voice consume his mind instantly.
He was letting you come...? Usually he denied your orgasm on situations like this.
His thumb pressed tight fast circles on you clit while his fingers were fast on your entrance, wet noises echoing in his room. You're almost there, you can feel it already, just a little push.
"Cum for me." His low voice triggers your orgasm and it washes over you like a huge wave of pleasure. You can't contain your cries and you sure now that everyone knows what is happening up here.
Yoongi knows too and the satisfaction is delicious, his fingers never stop moving, if anything he goes harder and faster making you keen and whine at the overstimulation that is starting to spread on your body.
"It's.. it's too m-much.. daddy please wait" you beg him between whines and he chuckles at your mercilessly state.
"I tought you wanted to cum kitten, cumming without my permission... now you're gonna cum until you pass out."
The darkness in his voice enveloping you, that overwhelming feeling taking your body in a boiling hot wave throwing you in another orgasm making you almost scream his name, his title forgotten, but he's far from mad... he loves hearing you scream his name.
His fingers slowly retreating from your entrance and settling on your clit in slow motions to bring you down, but you're so sensitive that even that makes you avert his touch unconsciously.
"There you go... good girl." His praise make you feel so good, you can hear the pride in his voice. You've came so hard that your head is spinning, it was two orgasms... yeah, but almost at the same time and so so strong.
Yoongi is moving again, this time kneeling behind you and pushing your ass up, knees on the bed and chest down. What the hell was he..
"Daddy!" You startle at the feeling of his tongue laving your dripping pussy, not being able to see anything and try to pull away, but he's faster and grabb your legs, securing you in place, his tongue back to work.
One of the things he loves the most in the world it's eat your pussy, he loves your taste, your smell, the way you cry out for him in pleasure. He lives to eat you out, his favorite meal.
But right now you're so sensitive that is to much.
"Daddy please... I can't.." you whisper to him, hands grabbing the sheets.
"Babygirl, stay still and open your legs. Be a good girl... you're my little dirty girl aren't you?"
How can you disobey him now? You're his good girl after all, so you nodd and take it.
His hands are high where your tights meet your ass, spreading your lips open for his assault. You feel him lick your pussy from top to bottom (bottom to top?) all the way to your ass, giving a little kiss to your puckered hole.
You moan involuntarily, his tongue knows your anatomy better than anyone.
He repeated this actions over and over until he stopped to give kitten licks to your engorged clit. You keened at the sensibility and he continued till you were more relaxed and pushing your ass back at his tongue, the wet muscle feeling hot and slippery on your pussy.
At this, he stiffened his tongue and plunged inside you, making your arch your back and moan out a long "daddy".
"Such a good girl, taking your punishment so well. Although it doesn't seem like a punishment to you uh.."
He's back at fucking you with his tongue, his finger faster on your clit and his other hand working his a digit on your little hole there.
Its was so much and not enough, as soon as you felt the tip of his finger entering your little hole you've lost it, your body shaking in an powerful orgarm.
"F-fuck daddy..." a bunch of 'oh' and 'yeah' coming out in succession as you rode out the euphoria.
He detached himself from you and flipped on your back again, your breathing heavy, chest up and down in exertion, legs like jelly falling open exposing the treasure of the night to your so beloved daddy.
He takes satisfaction on your figure splayed on his bed, his hands up and down on your legs.
"I bet that everyone knows how dirty my slutty kitten are now..." you whine in embarrassment and try to close your legs as if they're all there, watching you.
Yoongi hold them open, eyes glued to your slit.
"Don't be shy know, I know you like the idea babygirl. What if I toke the blindfold and you find all the boys here watching you..." you can't deny that you would be embarrassed as hell but so turned on.
"See...you can lie all you want, but your little pussy it's clenching and gushing at the mere tought. Pretty kitten..."
He's back at your pussy, as a starved man. Bringing you another shaking orgasm, making you sobb and wet the silk blindfold with your tears.
"How many... hm?"
You have to stop and think back...
"Four.. daddy." You barely speak.
He hovers over your body and take the blindfold out, your eyes squeezing to adjust to the light. You feel his lips on yours, tender and sweet... it's over now.
You tought...
"Two more kitten" you widened your eyes and shaked your head vigorously.
"Daddy no.. I can't take it, it's too much! Please.."
His fingers are back on your clit going down to your entrance and slowly thrusting inside you, his palm stimulating your clit. Your hands try to stop him but he holds them up again and his body between your legs won't allow you to close them shut.
"So tight... you're gonna cum already kitten?"
You can't even answer back, his fingers hitting your sweet spot everytime he enters you, your tears rolling down your cheecks, moans turning into screams.
Your hips start to move on their on, something strong, a deep hot feeling taking over your body, you feel Yoongi sucking a purple mark on your neck and his voice on your ear.
"Cum kitten" and with that you feel like you're drawing in a deep pleasure, your whole body shaking and you can't even tell the sounds you make because everything becomes a little fuzzy.
Yoongi's fingers slow down to a stop and he can't resist the urge to suck them clean.
"Delicious..."
Once you regain some consciousness again you see him beside you, smiling proudly.
You're wet all over and look down see Yoongi's jean soaked, you try to get up but your head it's kind dizzy and Yoongi is fast to lay you down again.
"Uh uh... you just squirted all over me babygirl, take a deep breath... still have one more to go"
"Dadd-y... " your whines and crys became louder and you don't have the strength to get up, you're so exhausted.
"So you don't want my cock kitten... hm? It is your reward babygirl, you've been such a good girl for me..."
You want his cock, you always do. You're afraid you can't take though, but when you feel it running up and down on your abused pussy, the pain and pleasure again dueling for a place, you need him deep inside of you.
A series of 'good girl' and 'my pretty kitten' and a bunch of praises lull you in the last effort of the day.
You feel his tip pushing in, feeling so big stretching you out. You're so tight from all the orgasm you had, that the slight action makes you on edge.
Yoongi feels like he could die now, your silk, hot, wet and tight walls squeezing his rock hard cock all the way in. You feel like heaven, you always do.
"Kitten open your eyes, look at me." He's eyes are urgent, full of desire and love for you.
He push your knees up to your chest and go even deeper, making a long moan come out of you. He start thrusting in and out slowly, your breaths fast, the room hot and smelling like sex all over. The slow grinding give place to a more fast and hard rhythm, your hands on his arms tracing marks with your nails. He's hitting all the right places and you're pulsing around him, sucking him in every time he's out.
"Babygirl... such a good girl, gonna fill this slutty hole of yours, make you dripping for days." You're close again, you can feel Yoongi twitching inside of you and you feel his hand curling around your neck and pressing lightly and his lips sucking on your nipples.
Another orgasm washes over you and you can hear Yoongi's groans on your neck, his hips thrusting a few more times to ride his high, you both stay like this for a while.
After that, you remember Yoongi kissing your forehead and mumbling something, than he gently cleans you while you try to avoid the wet towel, and sleep takes over your body, finally.
Yoongi position your sleeping body comfortably, your head on the pillows, his long fingers playing with your hair...
You're exhausted, you did'nt sleep much, you had to unpacked everything yesterday as your flight was the afternoon, you unpacked the necessary but it happend to be 1 a.m when you finally got to bed. Jet lag was your habit, but still.
You're far from being shy, actually you're quite social, but you rarely give real interest to a person. You're not faking it, it's just so far, nobody were enough interesting to get along with.
You're been accepted recently in a great school of art. You're not one of the dreamer who wish to be a superstar. You just don't think you can do anything else than that. So you give it a try. You've been away just after high school, and you lost contact with most of your friends. Rough time, but it happens. It's a new city, that you've never been in, and you wish it's diffrent from the last one you were. Cause that wasn't such a good experience. But it's behind you anyway.
You're not nervous for today, you've been on your own for the past three years now.You find a sit next to the window. you stay silent, people don't really notice you, neither do you.The schedules look nice, you have method class the morning and practise the afternoon. Sing class the first two days, dance the two others and drama the friday.
You sat on the stairs in the garden of the school. You ate you apple while writing random stuff on your notebook and listening music.You saw feet getting in front of you, so you put your head up and a boy waved at you all smiling.
'Hey'
'Hi'. You took off your earphones and he smile, he is good looking.
'Never saw you there before'. He keep looking behind him. And smile warmly at me
'Yea, it's my first day' No tone were in your voice, it didn’t help him obviously.
'Well..' He seems embarassed, he clearly wanted to make the conversation.
You looked at him, he didn't look mean, after all, you could give it a try
'I'm y/n' You stood up and he smile again when he saw you try out something.
'Kim Taehyung, call me Tae' He smile, his smile is quite contagious.
'Is there anything more interesting behind you ?' You giggle as you caught him again looking behind. He laugh
'I just have my friend being noisy over there, we saw you so they send me to..hm..'
'That's nice' You trying to help him out, he clearly struggle to say you looked alone and they had pitty. 'Would you like to indroduce them to me ?'
He smile grew up 'Sure' He took your hand and almost run to them.
You looked at all of them, they were a lot. All eyes turned to you. But you didn't feel uncomfortable. You used to be observed, and new somewhere.'Hi, I'm y/n' They all gave their names. You obvisouly can't remember all of them. But one caught your attention.
Park Jimin.
And you're sure you caught his.
'Well nice to meet you, I don't want to seem rude but we need to go practise' One guy took his bag and reach for the shoulder of his friend, Park Jimin. You realized only when he stood up, that you were looking at each other ever since. They left with an other guy. Tae look at you with a little smile, he probably saw, but you didn't care less.
You talked a bit with them. They have been friends since a while, that's cute. You kind of miss having friends.
You've never felt weird around boys, whether they're friends to you, or more. But Park Jimin, got your attention, and it never happened in a long time. You were going straight to your next class, sing, with Tae and Jungkook. He was as nice as Tae.
The teatcher was chilling today, it's your first day so no pressure. He let sing whoever wanted to sing. And theses two put their hand up so fast everyone laugh in the room. After the class, you left with the two of them, compliment them on their voices.
It's already the end of the day, the guys are already far by now.
After roaming in the hallways, you find the dance practice room. Too curious, you went in one of them. It was not too big, not too small, enough to put 8-10 persons in it maybe. You plug your phone and put a random playlist. You smiled while the music filled up the room. You started to move slowly, closing your eyes. You though about your day, while dancing without even thinking of the mouvment. You were the best in this. You just know it. You catch yourself thinking of the boys. They were nice so far. But you didn't know them enough. You finally open your eyes, looking in front of you, and you saw Park Jimin, trough the miror, looking at you behind the door. You smirk, a new song started. It's dark outside, and there's no bright light, but still, he can definitly see you dancing. So you dance, as the song get more and more entertaining. You forget him for a second. And when you turn to face him, after teasing him a bit with you sensual dance. His eyes are wide open, he definitly thought you didn't noticed him.You start walking to the door, your heart beating fast, because of the dance, of course. You open the door, and get surronded by his smell.
'What are you doing here this late ?' You smile softly.
'I..' You look in each other eyes, you can't tell he's ashamed to have been caught staring.
'You liked what you saw ?'
Is he blushing ?
He smile.‘You.. dance really well' He finally break the contact. You realize only after he put his eyes away that you were feeling hot.
'Want to see more ?' You said cockly. You usually don't play that way. You like to tease men, but it's more the kind of men that you know they like to obey, like to be submissive, and more importantly, that you'll never see again. And you didn't know anything about Park Jimin, if he wanted to be dicted, if he wanted to fucked you, or date you. It was risky, but you wanted to try. You felt that he was on for something with you. And you were curious to know what.
He look up again, and it confirm how hot you felt under his gaze. 'Please' He say softly, and you felt warm between your legs. You definitly had to try something. You just hope it wasnt too soon for him. You turn your back to him and grab a chair.
'Sit' You put the chair in the middle of the room. He looks shy but still listen to you and sit. You observed him in the miror, his hands touching nervously. You smirk and put the music back. As you turned to him, you could feel him tense. He struggled so bad to handle your gaze, he probably didn't think of any of this would happen that fast, or at all. But you didn't like to wait. If you felt it, you just do it. You start to dance, far from him for now, breaking the eye contact. You know he kept looking anyway. You dance a few moment, teasing him, rolling your hips, showing how flexible you were, to give him a taste myabe? After that, you put your chest on the back to the chair, he could see you in the miror. Your eyes looking right through his. His hands caught your attention as they carefully grab his thighs, make him do a little noise.
Wait. He moan.
The atmosphere suddendly change. You look again in his eyes. You felt something so much diffrent right now. He's aroused. I'm sure of it. And he don't seem shy about it. You stop dancing and bent over his ear.
'Would you do me a favor ?' He nods and you whispered 'Go higher' He choke in his nervous laugh. And when he saw you were not jocking, his smile faded, and the fire in his eyes came back. As you asked, he put his hand on his crotch. After you both watch his hands paving the way, he looked at you, asking with his eyes what to do now.
You said to yourself to stay focused on the game. But you couldn't keep thinking, was it still a game ? You usually don't touch them the first time, even less let them touch you, but you caught yourself thinking of making an exeption.
'Hm, good boy' You're still near his ear. After your words, you can see him blushing trough the miror. His hand squeezing his crotch on repeat. 'Are you hard already ?' He bite his lower lips, nodding. You kind of enjoy this situation. You've already been in this, but usually, you're not this aroused, not that soon, and definitly not this distracted.
'Grab your cock for me' He open his hand immediatly and start running his hand on his cock, moaning softly. 'Such a dirty boy, I'm not even touching you and you're already hard' He don't break the contact with your eyes, you can tell he's enjoying what's happening right now, so are you.
'Touch yourself' He put his hand on the zipper but you stop him 'Tsk, tsk, not yet' His eyes are questioning yours, but he understand fast your demand. He sigh of fustration and put his hand around his dick above his pants. You stood up, still behind him, your hands next to each of his shoulders, still not touching him. But you want to, maybe more than you think.
'Good' You moan not on purpose when you saw how big his crotch is growing under his palm 'Would you like me to suck you off hm ?' His moan got louder all of a sudden, enjoying the idea. 'Hm I don't know, is your dick hard enough ?' You tease, and he fucking like it.
'Yes, it is' He struggle to put the words out, as his hand went faster.
'Show me' You said harshly. Quite mad at you that you gave up so easily. But you can't wait anymore, you have to see. He suddendly stop, not sure he understand you properly. When you cock an eyebrow, meaning you're waiting, he put his pant fast to his knees, reaviling his erection.
You can't lie, your legs squeeze of surprise. He were about to put his hand on it and jerk off but, you still wanted to tease a second more. 'Tsk, tsk' He stop, his hand on his erection. 'How tiny your hand look on your big dick. I'm not sure it will fit in my pussy, she so tight right now' You tease, He tense, picturing your pussy tight around his cock, his dick ask for it so bad.
'Get up'. He stood up as fast as a shot gun, asking with his eyes the next step. 'Take your clothes off for me, would you ?' You said while walking to face him, coking your head on the side. He let go of his errection, while undressing, slowly.
'Are you teasing me Park Jimin ? ' You moan, too aroused of this situation. He smirk
'I like the sound of my name in your mouth' He finnaly spoke. Your heart beats faster to the sound of his voice. You need to focus. Don't think of that.
‘I can bet your dick would feel better than your name’ You needed him to shut up. The more he was talking, the more you were distracted. And it works. He smirk fade and he open his mouth while undressing faster. You were amazed. His body were so beautiful. You couldn't stop yourself to touch. His abs were smooth under your touch. He tense as soon as your fingertips touch his stomach, making his errection also react. You smiled while looking at his cock.
'Touch yourself' He listen. He didn't ask why that wasnt you touching him. He didn't ask anything. Usually you need to explain yourself the first time. But he didn't need to. It's just like, he knew what you wanted. He moans when he finally grab his cock and start going back and forth. You were just standing, the music still shuffuling, with your hands along your body, watching him jerking off.
'I'm so wet right now' You talked out loud this time. He looked at you while moaning. 'Sit please' He sat back, still touching his cock. You put your shirt off in a second. His eyes were wide open. He watch every movement. When you took off your pant, he followed everything. You took off your bra to reaveal your chest.
You were alone in this room, and you're sure the school wasn't that empty. You could be caught, you didn't locked the door. But you didn't really care. You got closer to him.
'Slow down, I need to catch you up baby' You naturally called him baby, you just called everyone you fuck with like that. He’s not special, and you hope he knows that.
'Oh fuck' He just say right away after you called him baby. He slowed down a little, but struggle. You placed your legs on each side of his. He looked at your eyes and slowly go down, stop by on your chest and then on your crotch. You put your hand under your pantie, starting to rub your clit. You moan of relief, finally able to touch yourself after being that aroused by him.
'Fuck you're so hot' He put his free hand up and stop, not knowing if he could touch you. He put it back.
He can actually, but you won't tell him. You want him to take iniative a little. Sometimes you like not to be in control all along. It's kind of rare. Actually you've done this once, with the only man that you used to date. You wanted to force yourself not to let him, but you wanted to. It felt weird, but at this time, it didn't matter.
'I'm so fucking wet right now' You put a finger at the entrance and slowly put it inside. 'Ah fuck' You moan of pleasure. You open your eyes, he was staring at you intensly.
'I want to taste you' He said softly, with fire in his eyes. That turned you on even more, if possible. You put out your finger and take it to his mouth. He looked right trough your eyes while putting in his mouth. 'Fuck' It was almost a whisper, 'That was hot'
'I won't be able to control myself' He stares, your eyes were questioning 'I want to touch you' You smirk, he stop touching himself and after a second, you cocked an eyebrow. He suddendly lift you up, getting the signal. He put you on the chair, sat on his knees and pulled you on the edge of the chair, spreding your legs. You put your head back.
'You're so wet oh my god' He pressed his lips a few second after saying that on your pussy. He licked one time. 'And you're taste as good as I expected' Fuck, fuck, fuck. How comes the role exchange that fast ? He started playing with his tongue, he was good. You couldn't held your moans.
'Oh Jimin, fuck' He moan after earing his name, sending vibration against your pussy. You almost screamed. He put one figer inside of you and start going faster with his tongue and now, his finger.
'Jimin, oh my, I'm, I-' You kept moaning, feeling you were close.
'Come for me' He said, adding another finger.
'Fuck, hm, fuck' You know you were so close, you were about to explode. You moan a last time and came all over his face.
'Fuck, Park Jimin you-' You couldn't finish your sentense, trying to catch your breath. He put his head away, smiling at you all innocently. He stood up and start to be nervous. You catch your breath after few second and saw him, not that confident anymore.
He just made you come, and was all nervous now ? 'Are you okay ? No that confident anymore ?' You tease, and he blushed. You stood up, facing him, close, he was still hard. You came closer, but not too much, just to not touching him. Fuck you were aroused again. Already on for another round. You looked at his face but he looked away. You took his chin in your hand, and you felt shiver in your spine, just at this simple contact. He looked at you, waiting. As you started to smirk, you put your other hand on his cock, grabbing it firmly. He moan, his timidity suddendly disappared. You start moving, is dick getting a little bit harder. He slowly push you till you hit the wall. You stoped everything, he scofed of your behavior, put you up, again, so you crossed your legs around him, feeling his errection. He put you on the table right away, and let you go. He took his cock in his hand, place it to your entrance and stoped, looking worried for a second and with his other hand, he put his finger next to your entrance and smile.
'Already wet ?' You rolled your eyes of amusement. He grab your waist fermerly and say in a rough voice 'Don't roll your eyes to me' he smirked and put his dick into you and stop a moment, letting you adjust to his size.You choked and were even more amused. He moans asking you if he could move now. You nod and he stared to move. Slowly at first, you synchronized your moans.
'Fuck.. you are.. so tight' He put his head back, licking his lips
'Jimin, go faster' You softly said, as a please. He suddendly moan and went faster. You were almost cryin. He were rough, but didn't hurt you at all. You were coming again. 'Fuck Jimin, you're so big.. you make me come again' You could feel he liked what you said, he start to rub your clit with his hand, and you felt sent to heaven. 'Don't stop baby, I'm coming' You said. And a few moment later you came, tighten your walls again his dick. He kept fucking you hard. It was his turn now.
'Oh fuck, you're tight as fuck y/n, I can't handle more'
'Wait!' You said, still trying to catch your breath. He looked into yours eyes, cocking an eybrow. 'Can I taste you ?'
'Oh fuck yes' He said right away, getting off of you, feeling a void now. You were down on your knees, feeling yours weak. ‘Oh fuck this view' He said, puting his hard dick in your mouth 'You look so innoncent fuck' Yea, it was on purpose. You know that turn on every guy. You started to suck him off, you know you're really good at this. You know what to do and when. 'Oh I'm so close, your mouth feel so warm, I just-' He stop talking and moans loudly when you put his dick on the end of your throat.
'FUCK Y/N!' You started to played with his balls, already hard, giving you the hint that he was really close to come 'I'm coming in a second, if you don't want to..you know' He said carefully, that was cute, he cared about it, but you stay still and he bite his lips, knowing what that meant 'Fuck you're so hot I-' You deeptroath him again and start to suck him so fast. He came seconds later. 'Oh fuck' He say that while you swallows every each of his semence. You take a drop in the corner of your mouth with your thumb and lick it. 'Damn y/n that’s hot.' He smiled while you get up to stood him, face to face
'I like when you say my name too' You smiled and turn to get your stuff, dressing up, just like him. When you turn around, he was all dressed up and was looking at you, waiting for, you didin't even know what.
'We should do that more often' You said passing by him, smiling to yourself. He grab your arm to stop you and your face was so close to him, you caught yourself being nervous.
'I see you tomorrow then' He smirked and look at your lips intensly. You smile and he drop your arm softly. You left the room.
M stands for Mature meaning the one shot/imagine is 17+. (Indicating 17+ material may incluse sex but not always.) To access the stories click on the bold writing of the name and for series click on the number of the part you want to read.
REQUESTS
OPEN/CLOSED
Smut=S/Angst=A/Fluff=F
Kim Namjoon (RM.)
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Kim Seokjin (Jin.)
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Min Yoongi (Suga.)
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Jung Hoseok (J-Hope.)
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Park Jimin (Jimin.)
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Kim Taehyung (V.)
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Jeon Jungkook (Jungkook.)
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0T7
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REACTIONS/SCENARIOS.
BTS reaction: Your S/O hearing you sing for the first time
welp this is hard trash i’m putting myself in the bin
namjoon:
he’s the type to bite his lips to try and suppress his moans because he’s an entire dom who doesn’t want to show that he’s secretly loving what you’re doing to him. he also praises you a lot and calls you “baby girl”.
“you take it so well baby girl”
seokjin:
he moans into kisses and closes his eyes. he also caresses your face and says your name when he’s close. his moans are a mix of low and high-pitched but when he’s overcome with pleasure, it often ends up in open-mouthed empty screams his favourite name to call you is “princess”.
“fuck, y/n, i’m so close.”
yoongi:
yoongi definitely smirks at you while low groans escape his throat. he is an entire praiser and tells you how well you’re taking him throughout. he grabs a handful of your breasts and calls you “kitten” or “baby girl”. his moans are low and deep.
“keep going, kitten.”
hoseok:
he whimpers. his moans are low, manly almost, but he whimpers. he sighs a lot too and says your name when he’s close. he most likely grabs your waist and leaves marks on your collarbones as he hums moans of pleasure against your skin.
“y/n, p-please.”
jimin:
jimin is an entire baby boy when he moans. his eyes remain closed for most of it. he sighs a lot and he makes very short, high sounds. he huffs through his nose and his head falls into the crook of your neck. he whimpers when he’s close and scrunches his face up. he begs for you to keep going but his groans sound like he wants you to stop. he calls you “pretty”, “beautiful”, “angel”, “princess”, “baby” or just simply screams your name.
“you look so pretty like that, keep going baby.”
taehyung:
a lot of the time you can hardly hear him because his groans are so deep. he calls you “kitten” and is extremely vocal. his moans send shivers down your spine and he smirks when he grunts. he goes quiet when he’s close and instead just inhales sharply through his teeth.
“you like when i do that, don’t you kitten.”
jungkook:
jungkook SIGHS. he sighs so loud and makes short, stuttered moans. he calls you “baby”/”baby girl” and grabs your waist when he climaxes, leaving marks behind when he does. he also calls you “princess” and he peppers kisses along your stomach.
(he can also be an entire baby boy like jimin and whimper your name when he comes whilst tears prick at his eyes)
