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✉ ︳FALLING˖ ࣪⭑jikook

[theharrowing]

Adrenaline

You and Jimin celebrate with Hoseok—aka Jay—after his Hobipalooza performance

🃏 Hoseok x Female Reader x Jimin

🃏 word count: 1.7k

🃏 idol au, no relationship established, smut, poly, nsfw, 18+

🃏  warnings: making on in a car, oral sex (m & f), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, threesome 🃏 drabble requested by @moonleeai: “Hmmm…Jay after the performance, still high off the crowd’s energy, seeing you backstage…or maybe in the car on the way to the hotel…and in the hotel…before Jimin comes over for the VLive 😉 or was Jimin in the car too 🙃😏😏😏“ 

🃏 beta read by @neoneunnajimin​ 🃏 posted aug. 2022 | read on ao3

The moment the car door closes, Jay is on you. You almost sass him about not wearing a seatbelt, but his hands and mouth are too commanding, and your brain short circuits before the words can reach your lips.

Jay's hands are up your shirt, searching for skin, snaking beneath your bra, and you're thankful for tinted windows and a privacy partition, not wanting to stop him. You don't even realize the car hasn't begun moving for several minutes until the door closest to Jay opens, and you hear someone else get in.

"Someone's riled up on adrenaline, I see," Jimin sing-songs, and you turn your head to the side to break the kiss, but Jay smirks and mutters, "I sure am," before pressing his lips to yours once more. 

Jay rolls a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending a new wave of pleasure coursing through you, and you gasp, doing your best to hold in the moan that nearly escapes your mouth. This only seems to encourage him more, and he does it again and again, finding a rhythm with which to drive you absolutely wild. As soon as a sound of pleasure does escape your lips, you're met with the sound of Jimin giggling, further plunging you into insanity. 

Your fingertips are tangled in the fabric of Jay's loose white shirt, so when he lets out a soft whimper, you're surprised—surely, you didn't cause him to make that sound. Tilting your head pull from Jay's lips and glance at him to find a small ring-clad hand palming over his thigh, close to his cock. 

Jay lets out a shattered exhale and mutters, "You don't mind, right?" 

All you can do is shake your head and pull him closer, deepening the kiss and allowing your moans to escape. You wouldn't dare stand in the way of letting these two do absolutely anything they want—they could commit actual arson, and you don't think you would bat an eye. Jimin touching Jay while he touches you only turns you on more. 

A soft knock against the partition makes you jump, and Jay gives your breast one last squeeze before he removes his hand from your shirt and grabs a mask from his pocket. Following his lead, you mask up and slip a baseball hat on, pulling it low enough to cover your eyes before you're escorted through the staff entrance of a hotel. You don't pass anyone on your way up to the suite, and the moment the door closes behind the three of you, Jay's mask is off, and he's pulling you close. 

You can barely fathom the whirlwind of clothing being removed before you stumble into the edge of a mattress while tugging your pants off and fall onto your butt. You anchor yourself onto your hands and attempt to crawl backward onto the bed, but Jay advances fast, stepping out of his pants and getting onto his knees. 

There's a fire in Jay's eyes as he hovers over you, panting and grinning that makes you feel like his prey, trapped in his grasp and ready to be devoured. Your heart pounds, and you lay back, spreading your legs wide to invite him to have you as he pleases. All Jay wears in tight black briefs, and you can't help but let your eyes rove his body, muscular and lithe and still glistening from sweat.

"You should go live in the next twenty to thirty minutes," Jimin calls from across the room, and you remember then that you have an audience.

Jay smirks and responds, "I can make that work," and a chill of anticipation and excitement runs along your spine.

With one hand, Jay reaches around your back and unclasps your bra. As you remove it, laying back against the mattress to free your arms, Jay hooks his fingers under the waistline of your panties and pulls them free. You don't miss the way the damp crotch of the fabric sticks to your skin and how cool the air feels hitting you; it's undeniable how wet the car ride made you, and all Jay had done was kiss you and play with your nipple. 

Despite the adrenaline and eagerness in Jay's eyes, he's careful as he spreads your thighs with both hands and leans in to nibble at your inner thigh, and you throw your head back from the closeness of his touch, eager to have both his hands and his mouth on your pussy. 

"How do you want me?" Jay groans against your skin.

"Be rough with me," you whine, watching as Jay glances up through his long curls and smirks.

"Can Jimin join?" Jay asks.

Your head falls back against the bed, and you smile, nodding and sounding perhaps a little too eager as you whimper, "Yes!" You close your eyes to attempt to get your bearings and calm your pounding heart, but the mattress dips beside you, pulling you back to reality, and you open your eyes to Jimin stroking his cock beside your face. 

As Jimin's cock sinks into your mouth, two of Jay's fingers enter you, and you moan muffled sounds as Jay's tongue draws pretty patterns over your clit, quickly pushing you past the edge of arousal; your pleasure builds and releases so fast, it's like being shoved into a free fall. 

Jay's hands and mouth are skilled and adamant, fucking and licking you with an urgency that makes your head spin, and it takes mere minutes to make you cum, which you drop Jimin's cock from between your lips to do—practically gasping for air. 

Jay continues to finger and lick you through your orgasm, and you suck Jimin's cock back into your throat as the pleasure builds and builds once more. You find it impossible to determine when your first orgasm ended and your second began, and you wonder if perhaps you had never stopped plummeting into the depths of bliss in the first place. 

You're a drooling, fucked out mess, swirling your tongue lazily over the tip of Jimin's cock as Jay spreads your thighs around his hips and sinks his entire length into your pussy. You cry out from the stretch and from finally being so full, and Jimin bends, replacing his cock on your lips with his mouth, to twist his tongue around yours and swallow all your sounds. Jimin returns your moans with pretty, deep noises of his own, and the softness of his lips against yours helps you sink further into bliss. 

"So fucking tight," Jay groans as he sets a rough pace fucking you. "So pretty for us."

Jimin hums and pulls from the kiss long enough to groan, "You are a pretty little thing, aren't you? So good for us."

Hands are on your neck, your breasts, your clit and your hip, and you can't keep track of who is where but each touch feels intoxicating and hypnotizing, and you find yourself hurtling once more to the edge of full physical and mental collapse at the hands of these pretty men. 

You try to reach out to touch—to stroke Jimin's cock or grip onto Jay's arm—but your limbs feel heavy and lazy, and you struggle to do anything but lay so pliant and so good for them. You hardly recognize your own voice as you cry between Jimin's lips, letting out sounds of overwhelming pleasure. 

"That's it, baby," Jay groans, tugging one of your legs up to anchor onto his shoulder. His lips and teeth nip at your calf. "Cum for me again. Show me how good this cock makes you feel."

You're delirious as you cum again, whimpering and sobbing into Jimin's mouth. You think he's petting your head and neck, but it's hard to tell as you slip further into euphoria and ride out your high on Jay's cock. Jay whimpers and sucks sensitive, wet marks into your calf, and you wonder if he's about to cum as well. 

Jimin breaks from your lips and plants wet, soft kisses along your jaw and neck, then sits back, out of your reach. You whine from the loss of him against your skin, but you feel powerless to do anything. You open your eyes to find Jimin stroking his long, pretty cock, smiling at Jay. 

As Jay's movements begin to stutter, Jimin crawls toward him and purrs, "Cum in my mouth."

You whimper as Jay pulls his cock from your pussy and lowers your leg, and you sink further into the bed, allowing all your limbs to fall limp. Jimin drops to his knees on the floor and sucks Jay's cock between his pretty plump lips, moaning as Jay sinks his length all the way in. You can tell they've done this before, and it makes your mind race. 

It feels like a fever dream watching Jay gently fuck Jimin's mouth, tangling his fingers into Jimin's dark hair. Jay looks just as powerful and pretty as he cums as he did performing on stage, and you feel a swell of affection and admiration for him. Jimin smiles as Jay pulls his spent cock from his mouth, then licks his lips and turns to look at you. 

"You taste delicious," Jimin purrs, causing you to feel shy and nibble your bottom lip, unable to form words, though you're not sure whether thanking him would be weird or not, anyway.

"Flip over and let me taste you more while Hoba sucks my cock?" Jimin asks, and you muster every ounce of strength you have to roll your body over and get onto your hands and knees.

Jimin's mouth is on your pussy in an instant, and you grip onto the comforter as pleasure comes licking at your heels, threatening to yank you back into oblivion. When you cum again, it's to the sounds of Jimin moaning, and by the time he's done with you, you collapse into a pile of pliant limbs on the bed. 

You barely register the men getting dressed and going live. When you come to, you're curled between two naked bodies, and you smile and allow sleep to claim you once more.

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[mrcleanheichou]

Wolves are (NOT) Scary Chapter 12

Pairing: Werewolf!BTS X Female human reader

Genre: Fluff, smut, angst

Warnings: Starbucks slander and excessive question mark use

Word count: 1,818

Summary: All Y/N wants to do is find her creativity and motivation but she finds 7 werewolves instead.

Author note: Long time no see! I’m such an inconsistent writer it’s not even funny. The bad thing is that I have tons of ideas written down but I can never put them onto the page. Writing is hard T_T

That first scene may or may not be from my actual feelings.

Taglist: @dustyinkpages @thickemadame @moonlitehunter @thedarkwinterrose @momoriki @iistrangers @openup-yourmind @sinceritythatcouldntbedelivered @lovelyseokjinnie @scuzmunkie @bjoriis @maddypool31 @tfkp0p @blubearxy @stealth-liberal @potaetopic @zae007live @totallynoanalien @dvoz-writes @purplelady85 @savagemickey03 @uniquelyabnormallyoriginal @blushyrawrz @skyys-universe @harmonie-writes @gamer-mask

Chapter 11 // Chapter 12 // Chapter 13

~3 years ago~

The only thing keeping your laptop from being thrown at the wall is the fact that it’s expensive and you can’t afford to buy a new one. The feeling of the blinking cursor on the blank word document mocking you is driving you absolutely bonkers. Feeling hopeless you switch to your ideas notebook to see if physically writing would kick start your creativity. That’s a trick people on a writing forum you follow swear by. Unfortunately that ended with the poor defenseless notebook being flung across the room.

Yeji once suggested speaking to a therapist about having anger management issues after walking into your office and having to dodge a flying pen Matrix style. The thing is that writing is the only thing that brings this emotion out of you. No other thing has been this frustrating in your life, especially these past few months. This change of scenery was supposed to help, instead its made it worse since now you’re all alone dealing with the thoughts of self doubt and multiple episodes of laying on the floor like the scene in Lilo and Stitch. Except, unlike Lilo, you have no one here to tell “Leave me alone to die” to.  

You’re beginning to feel like a failure, absolutely no work has been accomplished. What kind of author can’t even write or draw? Maybe giving up the children’s book gig and becoming an erotica novel writer is a good idea. You’ve always thought about the idea of writing spicy romance novels. You’ve heard the building secretaries whispering about the newest “spicy” book they’ve seen on Tiktok. Apparently fantasy books about werewolves are very popular, talking about “mates” and “knots” and other supposedly hot things. Who knew porn about imaginary creatures would be something people would be into.

This cabin was supposed to help you write but right now it’s feeling like a stuffy prison. Checking Naver for any local coffee shops you discovered there’s a Starbucks, should you support local coffee shops instead? Yes. Would you rather have a frappucino than real coffee? Also yes.

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This Starbucks wasn’t a standalone building. Just like almost every other building in this town it’s connected to other shops almost like a strip mall. There’s a pet supply shop to the right of it and a tteok-bokki restaurant to the left.

Resisting the urge to stop at the restaurant you walk into the Starbucks and find that it looks just like any other one you could find in Seoul. It seems like this location is pretty popular. There’s a moderately long line of people waiting to place their order. All the tables were occupied even the seats right at the bar were taken. Sighing in defeat  you switch your laptop bag from one shoulder to the other.

Heading out the door you heard a pair of voices loudly bickering behind you. Stopping to hold the door open for the men you recognized one of the men as Yoongi from the bakery. You didn’t know the other man though.

“Would you like some coffee with all that sugar?” Yoongi said giving the other man’s drink in his hand a disgusted look.

The taller man scoffed, “Oh I’m sorry that I’m not a coffee snob like you and only drink my coffee black. I happen to love myself and caramel frapuccinos are my comfort food. Self care is important these days!”

Yoongi rolled his eyes before noticing you, “What are you doing here?”

Before you could answer he was smacked on the back of his head and pushed out of the doorway. “Ya! Don’t you have any manners? Sorry about him, I’m Jin and I’m guessing you know Yoongi.””

You nodded while Yoongi turned and glared at the man behind him making a low sound that oddly resembled a dog’s growl. Shivers went down your spine and oddly down to another place that you definitely were not expecting.

“I was trying to get a frappuccino and some cake pops but the line is way too long and I didn’t want to wait.”

“I can make cake pops that are way better than those abominations. C’mon let’s go.”

Sharing a confused look with Yoongi who just shrugged you followed after Jin who was marching like a man on a mission in the direction of the bakery.

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Walking into the bakery your nose was overwhelmed with the scent of cinnamon, it almost made you sneeze. Yoongi ushered you to a table near a window and told you to sit tight. Pulling out your phone you decide to browse Instagram while you waited. Leaning back in your chair you could hear muffled arguing coming from what you assumed was the kitchen in the back.

“I’m telling you, you need to play up the bad boy look. You can get more tips If you would at least answer when women ask you about your tattoos.”

“And I’m telling you, they make me uncomfortable. It’s either cranky ajummas who give me dirty looks when they notice or women who have no shame and try to touch them. I’m not a damn petting zoo, hyung.”

“You look like a zoo animal.” Jimin snickered while sitting on one of the counters near the stove. This resulted in a big glob of cream cheese frosting meant for the piping hot cinnamon rolls being launched at him narrowly missing his head and splattering on the wall. He jumped off the counter growling “Listen here you little shit.”

“What the hell do you two think you’re doing in MY kitchen?”

Jin was fuming looking at his younger mates acting like children in his precious safe haven. He knew he shouldn’t have let Yoongi talk him into going on a break.

“He started it!” Jungkook pointed at Jimin who was currently stalking towards him ready to hit him in his stupid pretty boy face.

“Shut up you little snitch!”

“Snitches get stitches” Yoongi added.

“Cut it out all of you” Namjoon called from the office rubbing his temples trying to alleviate the migraine that was forming from staring at excel sheets all day.

“Y/N is out there waiting for a coffee. This is our chance to give her the potion.” Yoongi informed the alpha wolf giving him the iced Americano he bought for him.

“Call Taehung and tell him to get over here. We’re executing the plan today.”

~Present Day~

You didn’t know what to expect but what you were expecting sure as hell wasn’t this. The room you were currently held in looked like a five star hotel room, adorned in hues of red and gold and decorated with paintings of regal wolves hunting deer and hanging around the moon goddess. If you were here under different circumstances maybe you could appreciate how beautiful this room was.

There was no clock in here so it was impossible to know how long you were trapped in this makeshift prison cell. And the lack of a window was also disorienting. Your phone sat useless on a side table, long dead. But it wasn’t needed to know at least a few hours had passed since the guards brought you.

The first hour was filled with frantic pacing and trying to open the locked door. Why were you guys being treated like prisoners? It’s not like you broke any laws. But seeing how serious the guards were you figured some werewolf law was in fact broken.

During your crisis Jungkook was somehow able to fall asleep on the plush king size bed. He was curled up in the fetal position hugging a pillow close to his body. His baby face, even more prominent while relaxed and unconscious, made him look like a young boy and not a man in his twenties even with his facial peircings.

Rage filled every part of your being as you fought the urge to yell at him to wake up and face the reality of the situation. After all this was his fault, right? Why did he take that stupid potion? Why didn’t he listen to Yuna? Why couldn’t he stop being so immature for once in his life?

This was the first emotion other than soul crushing sadness that you felt this during this whole ordeal and it scared you.

Walking away from him and into the bathroom to cool off before doing something you’d regret seemed like the right thing to do. Throwing things Jungkook already knew in his face would be cruel.

The marble of the bathroom counter felt cool against your palms as you stood in front of the sink staring at yourself in the mirror. You look rough, eyes red, face puffy and dried tears adorning your cheeks. You were never a pretty crier like the women in the Kdramas you watched every night with Jin. If said man was here he’d tell you that you looked like you got ran over by a car and that you could never catch him slipping like that.

You snorted at the memory of your overly confident mate. He always had an ugly crying face but you didn’t have the heart to ever tell him that fact. The small smile you were able to conjure up quickly fell when you remembered soon he won’t be your mate anymore.  Feeling the urge to cry once again felt ever present so you rushed to turn on the water faucet.

Cupping your hands you splashed cold water in your face. The freezing liquid was shocking enough that it felt like an emotional reset. It was a little trick you learned from Yoongi who said it always helped to ground himself when he felt a panic attack coming on. ‘You can’t freak out when you’re cold’, he’d say. You seriously contemplated taking a cold shower and just fully shocking your system into submission but that just sounded miserable.

You definitely didn’t need anymore miserable in your life.

Was everything Jungkook’s fault? Yes. Could he have killed Yoongi? Yes. But he didn’t and that should count for something right? Why couldn’t Namjoon realize he was extremely sorry? Wasn’t the mate bond supposed to be strong? Isn’t it like a supernatural marriage pact?

What happened to ‘Through sickness and health’? How could Jungkook be thrown away like trash that easily? The thing that hurt the most was that no one else but you stood up for him. Not even Taehyung who ran with his tail between his legs when he was scared. Why were you the only brave one?

Jungkook was your priority now and you would stick with him for the rest of your life. The others may have been able to be forced into abandoning their love for him but you’re stronger than that. Fuck werewolves and their cowardice.

You’re not a weak human and if you have to prove that to each and every wolf here you would. Especially your alpha.

[goofyhoffy]

known stranger | jjk | Teaser.

people say your bestfriend's rival is your rival too. But what if you fall for your rival.

✿ Pairing : Jungkook × female reader, Jimin × best friend reader

✿ Genre : enemies to lovers, stranger au, personal assistant au, manager au, mutual au.

✿ Summary : always seen him around your mutual friend, but one day you  noticed the known face. Everyone find you so interesting that they always want to be your best friend, yet you never find anyone close to your heart. Jimin your so called bestfriend gone through the worse break up but instead of caring him you fall for his rival. You never thought of liking someone who would beat your bestfriend, but you fall for Jungkook there. Unfortunately, Jungkook became your personal assistant who hated you the most for supporting Jimin. What if Jungkook also wants you back?

✿ warnings : fluff, strong languages, reader is a psychopath, angst, anxiety, anxiousness, double faced, bullying, overthinking, mean people, Jimin here is the meanest, ignoring, explicit, smut, fake friends, manager and personal assistant au, mutual friend, swearing, filled with flirty lines, rival, lovey dovey, break up, makeout, humiliation, oneshot, texting.

Chapter 1 / MASTERLIST

✿ Release Date: 1 September 2021

❥ Author's note : here's my gift for Kook. Specially this fanfiction is dedicated to Jungkook's twenty fourth birthday. Don't be a silent reader, if you liked it then tell me that. I'll be more than happy hearing that. If anybody wants to get tag then leave an ask or text me.

(◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。 (◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。 (◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。

"You work here?" Jungkook smirked.

"Yes, Mr. Jeon. As you're my assistant now, I'll teach what you have to do." You weirdly smiled.

"I'm not your assistant first of all. It's for my dad sake. Or I would never have to work here." Jungkook arrogantly said.

"It's okay Mr. Jeon. But I have to abide by my managing rules." You said.

"What's with Mr. Jeon? Don't you know me?" Jungkook asked smirkingly.

"Do I?" You asked.

"Dude, you're Bora's as well as that little brat Jimin's bestfriend. I clearly have seen you hundreds of times. Don't deny that you never have seen me." Jungkook smirked devilishly.

"Sorry, Mr. Jeon. But I'm at my work place. No perosnal talks please." You hesitantly said. You felt like a large piece of stone got off from your heart. You never want to talk to him about your personal matters or it would go real wrong.

(◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。 (◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。 (◍•ᴗ•◍)✧*。

TAGS : @mellie1409 @pariyansha @alienatedkitten @chans-baby-girl @mwitsmejk @hello-stranger24 (sry the tags are not working)

[jindite]

BTS BOYS AND THEIR LOVE LANGUAGES pt2

hii loves it’s been a while <33 here’s part 2 of BTS boys’ love languages! part 1

boys in this - Seokjin, Jimin, Yoongi, Hoseok

SEOKJIN’s way of showing you his love is through acts of service and quality time. He enjoys cooking for you or cleaning up around your place before you’re back home to surprise you. When you have a long day, he’ll give you a relaxing massage. He always plans nice dates for the both of you and texts you that he misses you as soon as you two are apart and constantly asks for selfies.

JIMIN’s love languages is words of affirmation. He’ll tell you how pretty you are all the time. Jimin let’s you know how amazing he thinks you are all the time with the sweetest words. Whenever you have a bad day on which you doubt yourself, he will make sure that you don’t feel that way for long by listing all the things he loves about you and all the things you’re amazing at.

HOSEOK let’s you know that he loves you in every way, which includes giving gifts, physical touch and words of affirmation. Whenever he’s out and spots a cute piece of clothing he thinks you’ll like, he gets it for you, and he likes to go all out on your birthday, spoiling you with gifts. He also always has to have his hands on you and encourages you with sweet words all the time.

YOONGI shows you his love with quality time. He prefers being left alone, but not when it comes to you. Whenever you’re around he has a little smile on his lips which he can’t seem to shake off, and when you leave he acts like it’s not big deal, though he wishes you would stay longer. He prepares snacks and a nice cuddle corner with blankets and pillows for movie nights.

[yoongsgguktae]

honey, i’m home | series m.list

summary; a strange man enters your apartment unbeknownst to you. although your introduction was unconventional, you grow fond of one another and your relationship develops. pairing; jimin x reader genere; strangers to friends to lovers au rating; M (18+) word count; 6.4k warnings; many kitties, cussing, eventual smut preview; You hear soft footsteps rounding the corner from your living room. Your eyes quickly scan your kitchen for a weapon, grabbing the first thing you see, a spatula, still dirty from this morning’s breakfast. You whirl around, holding it out in front of you, remnants of scrambled eggs falling to the ground, your eyes trained on your hallway entrance. With your heart rate picking up, you’re ready to swing it at a moment’s notice as you wait for the mystery intruder to reveal themselves. PART 01 | PART 02 | PART 03 [complete] — all rights reserved © 2020 yoongsgguktae copying / redistributing the work is not allowed  — MASTERLIST

[alleycatmimi]

A jimin smut where youre mad at him so he spoils you with lots of gifts 🥀❤️ty

Yves Saint Laurent, Gucci, Prada, Michael Kors and many other house brands were laying on your hotel room's floor, their bags untouched. He got you your favourite pair of high heels from Yves Saint Laurent, your favourite perfume from Gucci, a last model of a Prada pourse and of course, a beautiful and expensive pair of sun glasses from Michael Kors.

You picked up the sun glasses, checking the price once more, yup, so expensive. You remember seeing them in a shop, while you were walking down the streets of the Paris, holding hands with your fiancé. You stopped and stared at them, swearing you necer saw a beautiful pair like this one. But then you saw the price.

Don't get me wrong, you were not poor, but rich enough either. You just published a book three months ago, it's true, it had a huge impact on the teenagers, you got a lot of readers, but you were not rich, yet. Jimin offered to huy them for you, since he could afford them. Your fiancé was a professional balerina, a really famous one. He earns a lot of money, because, beside that, he offers dance lessons.

Of course you refused him, you didn't want him to spend money on your ass. But now, you stared at your room, full of expensive gifts, probably costing more than your life. You sighed, examinating the glasses, yes, they were really beautiful, but you couldn't belive he actually got all of these only because you were mad on him.

Two pair of arms wrapped around your waist, tugging you closer, pressing your back on a soft flesh, taking you by surprise, almost making you drop the sunglasses. You tried to not roll your eyes.

"Baby..." he said and planted a kiss on your shoulder, hugging you closer, thinking you will try to escape. "I miss you so much..." he whispered, sadness sensed in his voice. You almost sighed. You were mad on him since two days ago, you didn't even talk to him.

The reason? He resufed a big role, only because he had to stay in Paris one week, without you. Of course you would stay with him, but you wanted to grow as an author even more, so you arranged a meeting with your readers in New York, for two days in a raw. Only two days, indeed, but your sister was living there, so you had to visit her, for sure.

Jimin loves you so much, that he can't stay without touching or kissing you one day long, but an entire week. These two days were the worst days of your life, since you had to ignore his beggs and resist the urge to wipe his tears when he realised you won't give up.

He was now silently sobbing. Your heart skiped a bit, so you turned around and hugged him so tight, attaching your lips on his. He was taken aback but he quickly realised what was happening, catching up fast, kissing you back. The kiss was supposed to be gentle, since you were so sorry for him, but when Jimin pushed you into the bed, to quickly hover after you, you realised what he wanted.

"I miss you so fucking much, you can't imagine how much I craved for- " he hungry kissed you, pushing himself between your thighs, pressing his member on your clothed core, making you gasp into the kiss, action which made him slide his tongue in easily. "You." Your tongues danced in a motion only you two know and imagined, everyone wanting to get more of each other, arms clenching on each other's body, the disperation of feeling each other again beginning to grow more and more.

When you sucked on his long tongue, with slow moves, taking it in and out, Jimin groaned in pleasure, cupping your neck with one hand and to your surprise, choking you hard. A moan left your lips when he pushed you back on bed, the firm hold on your neck and him on top, staring at you with his sharp stare, making you feel so tiny. His chocolate eyes were, now, full of lust.

"If you want to suck my cock, you can just say it, darling" he said, a cocky smile apearing on his face, making you blush more, for being exposed. "But we don't have time for that, Y/N" he said, making you whine and give him puppy eyes. "Don't worry, babygirl, I promise you will suck daddy later, but for now" he said and slid your dress up you body, same time with the bra, exposing your erected nipples to him.

He attached his soft plump lips to one of them, giving them a slight suck, making you squirm under his lips, earning a smirk from him when he bit down on the soft flesh, making you arch your back. "J-Jim-min...." you mumbled, body heated up. But he was too busy sucking on your peachy nipple, pinching the other one, massaging your full breasts with firm moves.

He knew how to get you, indeed. By now, you were dripping through your lace panties. As if he could sense that, he ripped them with one move and spreaded your legs apart. A gasp escaped your parted lips when the cold air hit your wetness, goosebumps covering your heated skin.

"Damn, Y/N! You are so wet!" He said, trailing one of his thick fingers up and down your wet folds, stimulating your throbbing clit. You whimpered, too needy to talk. He was staring at you, but his eyes were full of love now, making you rise your eyebrows. "I would love to eat you out so bad right now, princess..." he confessed, stroking your cheek with one hand and trailing his fingers on your wet clit, up and down, with the other one. But you were too melted in his eyes to look away or say something, so you left out a bresthless moan.

Jimin slid his ringed thumb into your mouth, which you imediately sucked on( sorry, I have a thing for his fingers 👉🏼👈🏼) making him smile softly. "I bet you would love that..." he said, in a low but soft voice. You nodded your head and he pushed his thumb deeper, pressed against your tongue, pushing it down, to keep you from talking or moving. He moved closer. "But you see..."

"Tonight I want to make love to you..." he said, before sliding his boxers down.

[mypersonmyg]

Get You Masterlist|PJM

*banner by @httpangelicjimin, requested from the bangtanhq editing team :)

⤷ The anxiety of forgotten wallets and kitchen disasters is nothing compared to the sudden rush of falling for your best friend; Jimin x reader; drabbles series

Pairing: Jimin x reader

genre: Fluff, f2l

warnings: Included in drabbles

a/n: Just a fluffy series requested by @bangtandongsaeng​ who would like more fluffy Jimin in the world uwu

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out of the kitchen (6/29/20)

in a trance (7/16/20)

not so far far away  (11/6/20)

get you: away (11/17/21)