I just think soo much about Jin being sweet during your first time? UGH, srsly he’s so perfect… just praise and pleasure *sobs* 🥹🥹🥹❤️
(I dunno now graphic I’m supposed to go but my GOD I have fantasies~)
ONLY YOU
Pairing: Kim Seokjin x F!Reader
Rating: +18 NSFW / Explicit / Fluff / Romance
Warnings: Fluff, smut, domestic! smut, virgin!reader, wedding night setting, soft dom! Jin,making out, nudity, orgasm (both), praise kink, oral, size kink, possessiveness, mild angst, dirty talk, emotionally loaded smut, body worship, slow and soft first time, general filth. Minors, do not interact❗️
Summary: You were meant to be strangers on paper, bounded by an arranged marriage. But the way he touches you feels anything but forced. What starts with a kiss turns into something tender, slow, and unforgettable.
Word Count: 3,6k
He closed the door softly behind you, offering a small nod to your parents as he stepped forward to bid farewell. Their smiles were warm, proud—after all, their daughter was marrying THE Kim Seokjin. But you? You were a storm of uncertainty.
Were you happy about this?
Three months ago, your dad mentioned his old college friend. “His son, a global star, is coming home from tour—why don’t you join us for dinner?” he suggested. You laughed it off, but something about it felt… orchestrated. Your dad’s company depended on the Kim’s; it wasn’t just a dinner—it was a setup.
That night changed everything.
Turns out, the Kims had arranged it all: a marriage proposal for Jin, and out of millions of girls, they picked you—someone reliable, someone they trusted. No one asked Jin if he wanted it. I met him a few times; he never spoke. Silent, reserved. Like a beautiful statue forced into motion. And you? You swallowed your pride and consented—your father’s business was teetering on collapse, and Jin’s family held the lifeline.
You in a couture gown, sitting in his sleek black Panamera, waiting to drive off after the ceremony.
You watched him say goodbye to your parents. And then he joined you inside, eased into the driver’s seat. He exhaled, glanced at you. Your heart slowed under his gaze—ears ringing with the silence of his presence.
“So, you okay?”
His voice—soft, concerned—caught you off guard.
“Yeah,” you whispered. “I think…”
He nodded, started the car. The ride home was heavy with unsaid words, measured breaths, and a low instrumental drifting through the radio. Your stomach churned. Was he regretting it? Nervous?
Twenty minutes later, you arrived at his villa—a sleek modern fortress nestled behind manicured hedges. He parked, stepped out, then—unexpectedly—reopened the door for you, hand extended, his smile soft and inviting. Your heart stuttered.
“Need help with those heels?” he asked.
A playful edge in his tone.
“Carry me?” You teased.
He chuckled, paused, then scooped you into his arms. “We’re married,” he whispered, “and I'm your groom, so of course I’m gonna carry you.”
Your cheeks burned—did he seriously just say “your groom”? His arms felt strong, gentle, like a promise you hadn’t earned yet.
He carried your inside, plant¬ing you softly on the bed. He straightened his tux before wandering into the walk in, announcing, “Welcome home. I told the staff to set aside your things. Yours is this.” He gestured around at the dark toned elegance. It reflected him—a perfect fit.
He returned just as you were loosening your necklace, meeting your reflection. He stepped up behind you and whispered, “Let me.” His fingers, gentle in the mirror, unclasped the diamonds. You watched his every move.
He took a seat, undoing his jacket, tie, the top of his shirt. You cleared your throat.
“Are we… going to pretend?” you asked, voice small.
He paused, running his hand through his hair. Then, without hesitation: “Pretend? Who said that?” He turned to face you, confidence in his stance.
He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. God, he looked so hot doing that…
“Pretend?” he asked and stood up, walking towards the window facing the garden.
“Yeah, there’s no way you would’ve wanted this.” You looked down at the floor and tried not to break into tears.
“And what makes you so sure?” his hands were in his pockets, and he was standing with his broad back facing you.
“I… I don’t know… you were talked into this. And I get it if you won’t want to live with me.” Your eyes were already filled with tears, and you were sure he could’ve heard the anxiety in your voice.
You noticed him turning a little and looking at you over his shoulder. “I wasn’t talked into it. No one can force me to take a huge step like this.” He walked over and kneeled beside your chair. “You remember that first time we met right?” his voice was getting lower and there was some sort of comfort hidden in it.
You couldn’t look him in the eyes. Instead, you just nodded your head and kept your gaze on the floor.
“I knew you were the right one from that first moment.” He took your hands in his, caressing them softly. “I normally don’t believe in things like love at first sight. I mean it never made sense to me. But that day…” he paused for a second, as if waiting for a reaction from you, “that day was different. You awakened something in me that I thought was dead since years. I know you don’t feel the same. And I don’t want you to. I’ve been keeping this to myself. How could you love someone as selfish as me?” you looked him in the eyes in disbelief. Was this a dream? How was it possible that Jin was confessing these words to you?
He saw the tears in your eyes and shook off his head “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be doing this right now. It’s better if I leave you alone tonight-“
“Jin” you pressed his hands in yours, “don’t leave.”
You lifted your hand and caressed his face. “No, you don’t have to y/n. you don’t have to love me just because they wanted you to marry me.”
“Jin, I don’t want you to go. I need you the most right now.” And with that you broke into tears and couldn’t stop it anymore. He stood up immediately and pulled you into his arms. You kept on crying and pressing your face in his chest. He cradled your hair and put small kisses over it.
“I’m not gonna go anywhere. I’ll be right here.”
It took you a few more minutes until you pulled away and tried to hide your face.
“Look at me y/n.” he tilted your head by your chin and smiled softly.
“No, stop I don’t want you to see me like this. This is so embarrassing. Oh God…”
“Heyy, shshsh… there’s no more such thing between us, okay?” he whipped the tears away from your cheeks and placed a kiss on your forehead. For a moment the whole world went quit. It made you forget how to breathe for a second. He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and whispered, “I love you y/n. I love you so much it drains me. I’ve tried to push it down for the past few weeks. I’ve told myself it’s too much, too soon, too something – but it’s not going away. It’s just… growing. Taking over everything I am. And maybe it’s selfish, but I need you to know. I know it’s not easy, it’s messy, it’s scary, but it’s beautiful…”
For a long moment silence bloomed in the space between you. His chest was rising and falling a little faster now and his hands which had been hanging by his sides, curled slightly as if trying to hold on to the air.
You didn’t say anything at first. You just looked at him – really looked at him – and he looked so exposed, so beautifully unsure. This was a side of him that barely someone had ever seen.
“Say something,” he whispered, voice rough.
You took a step forward; he didn’t move away. His eyes were locked on yours – wide and terrified.
Your voice was soft, “You really make it hard to breathe. In a good way.”
A small, breathless laugh escaped his soft lips, and his wide shoulders dropped a little in relief, but his eyes still searched yours like he wasn’t sure if he was dreaming.
You lifted your hand and let your fingers graze his jaw. He leaned into your touch like it was the only thing keeping him grounded.
And then it just happened.
Not rushed. Not dramatic.
You leaned in slowly, your nose brushing his first. His breath hitched. You could feel it, warm against your lips.
“I love you too,” you breathed, and then that was it.
Your lips met him in a soft, trembling kiss – uncertain at first. His hands found your waist, gentle but so firm. Yours slid up to his shoulders, then into his hair, pulling him just a little closer.
The kiss deepened, warm and slow, all quiet sighs and closed eyes. It was real, vulnerable, and so full of feeling it made your chest ache.
When you finally pulled back, his eyes were still closed for a second, lips parted like he didn’t want the moment to end.
And then he looked at you, and he smiled – not the big, practiced smile everyone else saw, but a small one. The kind he had been saving for someone special.
The quiet in the room wrapped around you both, thick with the heat of anticipation and all the unspoken things lingering between your trembling hands.
Jin’s fingers brushed your cheeks, lingering as he gazed at you – his eyes soft but heavy with need. He took a deep breath and let his hands slide down your arms to your waist. You lifted your hands and slid down the straps of your dress off your shoulders. He noticed your fingers and he said tenderly, “We don’t have to do anything tonight. I just want you to feel sure about this.”
You shook your head gently. “I want you, Seokjin.” You turned around and faced him with your back. He took a step closer and with gentle fingers, he began to undo the delicate buttons on your dress. The tension was rising with each undone button. He looked at you through the mirror and before undoing the last button, he put your hair to the side and placed a soft kiss on your neck. You swallowed hard at the feeling and closed your eyes. He kept kissing your neck and undoing the button. Then he removed the dress slowly and let it fall to your feet. It revealed the soft curves of your bare skin under the glow of the dim light.
His arms wrapped around your waist from behind, and pulled you close against his chest. You could feel the warmth of his body even through the fabric of his clothes. You could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. His chin rested gently on your shoulder as his hands moved to cup your hips, fingers softly pressing into your skin. His breath sent immediate shivers down your spine.
He stayed like that for a moment, then he whispered in a husky voice, “Let me take care of you.”
Jin turned you in his arms, so you faced him again. His eyes searched yours for a moment, checking, asking, promising. You nodded slightly and he leaned in for another kiss. You pressed yourself against him and curled your fingers into the fabric of his shirt. He deepened the kiss, and his tongue brushed faintly against your lower lip. Your breath hitched at the feeling and when you parted your lips for him, he groaned softly into your mouth, the sound so warm and low, like it came from deep in his chest. He kept kissing you deeper and fuller, one hand sliding up to your spine to cradle the back of your head as the other settled firmly on your ass, pulling you closer.
Your hands roamed through his chest and unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his beautiful muscles. Your fingers were so clumsy and trembling from how dizzy he made you feel. It made him chuckle softly into the kiss. He pulled back for a second, your lips still brushing, he murmured against your lips, “come with me.”
Your bodies stayed close as he walked you back a step, then another, lips never leaving yours. By the time the back of your legs touched the edge of the bed, your body was burning with anticipation. He paused, brushed a loose strand of your hair from your cheek, “You okay?”
You nodded at him, and he eased you gently down onto the sheets, as if laying something sacred in a temple.
“Lie back for me baby.” He said gently and took off his shirt. You settled back onto the bed slowly, your chest rising and falling in quick, shallow breaths. He followed you down, one knee on the mattress, his hands never locked in with yours as he leaned over you. His lips trailed down from your lips to your jaw and your ear.
You put your hands over his shoulders and kept on moaning his name. you could feel the heat of his skin. His thigh was brushing yours and his palms were gently cradling your waist. He pulled back and looked you in the eyes.
“Tell me if you want me to stop.” He whispered, voice low and thick.
“Jin, I… I uhmm…” he looked at you patiently.
“You what y/n?”
“Jin, I’ve never… I’ve never done this before…” you managed to say, eyes looking for some comfort in his.
He smiled gently, “Oh baby, you’re gonna be all mine.” He leaned in for a soft kiss. “No need to worry. Okay? I want this to be perfect for you. We’ll go slow,” his fingers grazed over your clothed breasts,” we don’t need to rush,” he placed small kisses over your collarbone, “I’ll follow your pace, okay?” he looked up at you and you nodded.
With gentle fingers, he unclasped your bra and took it off slowly. You gasped as his hands cupped over your bare breasts, massaging them before running a thumb over your nipple. You brought your bottom lip between your teeth as you felt a warmth spread over your body. You didn’t dare to look him in the eye, keeping your eyes shut. You felt as he started sucking on your nipple and groaning softly against it. His other hand left your breast and moved down to your hips, playing with the fabric of your panties. You opened your eyes to see his dark ones looking up at you. He pulled away from your breasts and kept on kissing your warm skin down to your stomach. Your hands fell to his hair; you slightly tug at it earning a grunt. He moved down and was now at the edge of the bed, kneeling to be at a good level with you.
He began to run his thick finger over the top of your panties. A wet spot was already forming from how wet you were becoming for him. You whimpered as he started to draw small soft circles over your cloth clit.
“Jin…” you whined. He looked up and mumbled a soft “baby” with a smirk. Shivers ran down your spine from how hot he looked between your legs.
“Jin please…”
“Please what baby?” he said softly, fingers tracing over your clit.
“You want me to touch you more?”
You moaned and nodded.
He placed kisses over your thighs and brought his hands under the band of your lace panties. He pulled them down slowly and left you completely naked in front of him. Your heart slammed against your chest. You were so ready that it almost hurt.
Jin parted your legs and looked up at you. It was almost like you knew he was going to ask, so you nodded slightly. He wasted no time and started placing his kisses around your pussy. He licked it up before wrapping his plump lips around your clit, sucking it harshly.
You moaned and fell back against the pillow.
“Fuck, Jin…” you threw your hands to his hair and ran your fingers between it.
“Yeah, you like that?” he hummed against your pussy. He unwrapped his left hand that was around your thigh, moved it down between your legs and ran it between your pussy lips. You couldn’t stop the moans that escaped your mouth as he teased your entrance with his fingertips. He pushed a finger slowly into your core and moved up to find your lips with his. You started kissing him desperately.
“Is this okay? Tell me how you feel.”
“Yes, yes. It’s perfect Jin, don’t stop.” You whimpered against his lips. He smirked at your answer and pushed his finger into your dripping hole. His pace picked up slowly and he added another finger. He flicked his tongue over your clit, adding more pleasure. His fingers curled slightly and hit the exact right spot. He felt you clenching around his fingers and kept on thrusting his fingers in and out of you. His lips were making out with your clit. “Come on honey, cum for me.” And with that the pleasure crashed into your entire body. Your hips jerked, grinding against his face. He pulled out his fingers and kept on lapping at you until you came down from your high. He crawled up and kissed your stomach.
“Did it feel good?” he whispered.
“It was amazing Jin.” You pulled him closer into a kiss and tasted yourself off his tongue. “I want more.” You said between kisses. He hummed against your mouth and unzipped his trousers.
“You have to promise me something first.” He pulled back and stood up to take off the trousers. He crawled back onto the bed and leaned over you. “I’m gonna go slow, but tell me if anything hurts you, okay?”
You could die for him in that moment. His eyes were filled with so much love and care. You trailed your fingers down Jin’s chest and started touching him over his boxers. He closed his eyes and groaned softly. “I promise…”
He moved his hands down and took off his boxers, maintaining eye contact the entire time. His cock slapped against his lower stomach and made your breath hitch in your throat as you looked at it. It was long and thick. The red veins pulsed out the side and a drip of precum sat on top. You had to hold back a moan just from looking at it.
He titled your chin and whispered, “hey, eyes on me! You don’t have to be scared of anything. I’m just right here.” His words were enough to give you another orgasm…
He stroked himself a few times and lifted your thighs slightly against your stomach.
“It’s going to hurt a little bit. But you have to trust me. Put your hands around my arms and squeeze whenever it hurts, okay?” he whispered against your ear and earned a quick nod from you.
He lined himself up and ran his cock a few times against your pussy. And when he finally entered you—so slow, so perfect—your gasp filled the room. Pressure, love, heat—every stroke pulled you deeper into one another. He grunted at the feeling of your warm walls fluttering around him as he got deeper. “Fuckkk… you’re so fucking tight.” His voice was deep and low.
He kept pushing further in until he bottomed out and kept that position for a few seconds for you to adjust to him. He leaned in and kissed you passionately. The pain was minimal and soon it turned into pure pleasure.
He pulled back from the kiss and asked, “are you ready?”
You nodded and he started thrusting in your warm cunt. Your moans and whimpers got louder as he kept on getting deeper and faster.
“Oh…fuck…you’re too big…” you almost screamed.
“Shshsh baby, it’s gonna be alright. Look how good you’re taking me.”
His moans and grunts were getting louder as well. His eyes were heavy-lidded with longing. His brows were slightly furrowed – concentration and tenderness blended into a look that was irresistible.
His lips, full and already parted slightly, were flushed a deeper pink from the kisses you had shared. As he leaned in again, the muscles in his jaw tensed and his lips met yours to make out again.
His tip slammed into your cervix. Your walls tighten around him each time he thrusted back into you.
“Fuck y/n… you’re killing me… so good, so tight…” he grunted as he pulled away. His hands went to your legs. He grabbed them and put them on his shoulders. “You want me to fill you up? Huh? You let me cum in this tight pussy?” he hissed twitched in you. You were stunned by his words and clenched involuntarily around him.
“Jin…” you moaned his name as you got closer to your orgasm.
“Yeah, say it again. Keep saying my name.” he groaned as he picked up his pace.
“Jin, I’m so close… oh… please let me…”
“Let you what baby? Let you cum?” he asked as he looked down at you. His dark hair was sticking to his forehead now due to the thin layer of sweat on his skin.
You moaned and nodded your head.
“No sweetheart, use your words for me. Let me hear you.”
“Yes Jin, I wanna cum, please.”
He thrusted a few more times and you came with a loud moan. He didn’t stop and chased his own high. It took him few more thrusts, and he buried his face into your neck as he released deep inside of you.
You wrapped your arms around his neck as you were both moaning each other’s names.
He stayed right there for a good few minutes before he pulled out and lifted his head up.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” he asked.
You shook your head, “No, you didn’t. You were perfect.”
He kissed you and smiled gently. “I didn’t know you’d sound this heavenly moaning my name.” he teased and leaned back. “Let’s get you cleaned up and go to sleep baby."
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