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Author’s Note: Welp, this ended up way longer than I plannedXD Sorry for the delays but I hope y’all like it and please please please gimme ALLLLLL the feedback! Been a while since I wrote and very nervous haha XD
Summary: Y’all have been friends for 5 years, but there are still sides to him that you’d never imagined. Will his tricks work or push you away?
Pairing: prisonguard!sunoo x inmate!femalereader (mentions of Sunghoon)
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI extreme “Brought the Heat Back” feelings, explicit content, oral sex (f. receiving), breast play, squirting, clit play, praise kink, neck kissing, degradation, unprotected p in v (be smart kids), yandere/obsession themes, secretly monitored self-pleasure, wrongful imprisonment, Y/N glossing over red flags (don’t do this irl pls)
Since the summer before you went into high school, you and Sunoo have been friends. It started when you went to his friend Jake's house for an end-of-middle-school pool party, and you both bonded over judging the annoying tweens around you.
As fate would have it, you ended up having many of the same class periods all throughout high school and grew even closer over several study sessions. Both went solo together to dances but acted like one asked the other when anyone asked to avoid looking pathetic.
That is until the senior year Sadie Hawkins dance. A new student had joined the roster and immediately became the focal point of school for you. His name was Sunghoon, and he was the right amount of reserved and sarcastic to give you heart eyes.
Despite your nerves and insecurities, you worked up the courage to ask Hoon (a nickname he recently accepted after many hangouts together) to the dance. To your surprise, he rapidly accepted your invitation!
Proud of yourself and overwhelmed with excitement, you call Sunoo after school to tell him of this accomplishment and see if he wanted to go shopping with you this weekend.
After a quick snack, you call your best friend, "Hey, Sun-sun, are you busy?" "Nope, Y/N, just avoiding homework, haha. What's up?" "Ohhhhh well, nothing much except I asked Hoon to the dance, and he said yes! Can you believe that???".
Deafening silence extinguishes your enthusiasm as quickly as it sparked, "Um, Sunoo...you there?"
A couple more seconds pass, and he says, "The call is still going, isn't it?" With a scoff, you retort, "Oh, excuse me, sassy king, it was hard to tell when you made no indication that you heard me."
He has the nerve to get offended and goes, "Sorry if I didn't clap for joy at the fact that for the first time since we came to this shithole, I'll have to stay home for a dance. I mean, whoopee for you, but you gave me no warning that you'd abandon me like this."
You are speechless. It's the last reaction you expected, and now you feel bad for not at least letting him know. "I... I'm not sorry I asked him, but I apologize for not setting you up or warning you first. I can try to hook you up with my friend if you want!" "No, it’s fine. Have fun. I have to get started on homework. Talk to you later. Unless you forget all about me...”
With that, he hangs up and leaves you stunned, sitting on your bed slack-jawed. You honestly thought he would be happy for you. Feeling lost, you call your friend Ara, "I have no idea why he would react that way. Can you believe that?!"
She gives a disappointed sigh, then says, "I actually can. Imagine if he gave you no heads up and sprung on you having a date to the dance. And don't even pretend like that'd be okay with you, girl.”
Dejectedly, you admit that she’s right and just can’t get over the intensity of his reaction, to which Ara says, “Oh come on, you can’t be this clueless... he has had a crush on you forever.” “WHAT? Noooo, don’t give me false hope like that.”
She snorts. “Heh, you finally admit it. You have a thing for him! Well, it looks like you have to choose. Pretty new boy or tried and true rock?”
Pondering her words, you make a plan of action, “Hmmm, well, I may never get lucky enough for a guy like Hoon not to reject me, so I’ll stick with that, and then next week, I’ll tell Sunoo how I feel.”
Giving a hum of approval for your plan, Ara warns you not to play with either boy’s emotions or neglect your own. “Do what makes you happy, Y/N; whoever you don’t choose will just have to deal.”
Meanwhile, Sunoo avoids you like the plague for the next week, even going so far as to switch lab partners.
All of that is almost forgotten once the day of the dance finally arrives. You feel like the prettiest vampire queen in a floor-length ruby-toned number that lays perfectly off your shoulders and hugs all the right places.
After Hoon's mom drops you off, the night is a blur. A magical blur where he indeed must be a prince in another life with how well he is treating you. After a couple of slow songs with y'all almost kissing, you excuse yourself to the restroom to try to settle your nerves and try to summon some courage.
You exit, and upon reaching the hallway, you see Sunoo. He looks awestruck, and you blush. "Hey, Y/N, I'm really sorry. I overreacted, and well, I miss my friend. Will she accept me back?"
Pretending to think, you finally smirk and say, "I suppose I will accept your apology. I missed you too!" After tightly embracing each other, he steps back and says, "Well, my beautiful bestie, you wanna head back in and ditch Mr. Stuck Up? The chaperones are dissociating, so I'll be able to sneak in no problem."
You back away, upset, "First off, flattery won't get me to allow you to talk badly of him or convince me to sneak you in. Secondly, he is not stuck up; he is just still fairly new and reserved. Once you give him a chance, you'll see he is really cool!"
Rolling his eyes, he walks away, waving you off, "Have fun with my replacement. I'll see you around, maybe.."
In shock, you are frozen in the shadows when Hoon comes to find you. "There you are. You were gone so long that I got worried about you and had to come look for you. Everything okay?"
Smiling away the tears threatening to ruin your makeup, you nod and head back inside. You try to enjoy the rest of the dance, but the look in Sunoo's eyes haunts your memory.
It was like when he got picked last for dodgeball and by the opposite team, not even by you, but more intense and frightening if you're honest.
After graduation, you hear he got accepted to the security guard training program at the local jail while you were still waiting to hear back from your photography internship. It was annoying, but you try to hope it'll still happen.
The park was quiet for once, so you head over to take some more nature shots in your free time. Panning over to the left of you, a figure comes into focus, coming towards you. Shockingly, you see Sunoo smiling in your direction, and anxiety freezes you in place.
"Hello, stranger," he quips as he sits beside you on the bench. You scoot away from him, annoyed that he was so lighthearted when he was the one who parted ways.
"Can I help you, Mr. Kim?" "Why so formal? It's just me, Y/N." Crossing your arms, you look the other way and say, "Well, I don't tend to act friendly to people who walk out of my life for stupid reasons."
Pouting, he gets up suddenly, leaving you even more confused than before, then reappears about 5 minutes later with two cups in his possession. "All right, peace treaty apple juice. Let’s forget about all the high school silliness and share this with me before I go off to training.”
Almost denying his request, you realize how dehydrated you are and say fuck it downing the whole thing.
Not even 5 minutes pass, and you start to feel weird. You are barely able to convey this to Sunoo before you pass out. Unable to tell how long you were out, you awaken to being handcuffed and shoved in a police car.
Through half-open eyes, you scan around for Sunoo or anyone you know, but all you meet are the blinding sirens, which only make the pounding in your head worse.
The entire ride to the processing center, your mind is racing, trying to figure out how you got in this predicament, and freaking out because your independent life has only just begun and you had so many plans!
They bring you in and take your mugshot. Nobody is telling you what is happening, assuming you are only playing naïve to pull one over on them.
Going down the hall of multiple holding cells, the current inmates look just as confused as you feel, wondering what such a young girl is doing in this wretched place.
Distracted with your thoughts, you practically are thrown into a tiny room with just a bed, sink, and a hole to use the bathroom with no windows.
About to ask why you were not given the option for a call or are being separated from the rest of the people (not that you were upset, but it was worrying you how dangerously you were being treated), the female guard shoves you into the room and slams the door in your face with a "Shut the fuck up you waste of space."
Seems like around 3 days have passed. The only way you can tell is because you have been given 6 meal trays and heard from your trek to your room on the first day, inmates being upset they only get 2 meals daily.
While you are still confused about why the hell you are in this place, your strategy at this point is just to do as you are told and try to stay low until you can speak to someone with legitimate authority.
With this new mindset, the rest of your body is returning to normal, which is mostly a good thing...
The exception is your libido. It has returned with a vengeance, and once the lights go out on the 4th day, you decide to risk it not having spotted a camera yet.
Between your regular sex drive and all of the unfairness and frustrations with your situation, you cannot hold back any longer.
Right before you are about to hit your climax, you hear the keys in your door and freeze.
Pretending to sleep, you roll over onto your side and stick your fingers in your mouth to hide the smell of your sex, hoping they will buy that you still soothe yourself this way as an almost adult.
The door swings open, and you hear the footsteps approach you. You try to keep breathing normally even though you are terrified. The figure above you chuckles, and your heart plummets.
You try to convince yourself you are going insane, but there is no denying it once you hear the voice say, "Now, when did you start sucking your fingers when you sleep? In all of our sleepovers, I have never seen you do that."
You shoot up and start bawling, finally letting your body release all of the emotions that have been pent up since this whole ordeal began. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him down into a tight embrace. Big mistake.
As he stands back up, he notices the sweat along your hairline from your previous activity and widens his eyes in concern, "Oh no, Y/N, do you feel okay? Are you getting a fever? You felt warm just now."
Blushing quicker than ever, you fervently shake your head in denial, "No, Sun-sun, I feel fine; was just a little warm, I promi-“
He cuts off your sentence by grabbing ahold of your chin and tilting your head up as he moves even closer to your ear whispering “Don’t lie to me when I saw everything you needy slut.”
Your eyes widen in horror, and confusion clouds your brain again as you look at him through your peripheral vision, "Wait, what do you mean? How? Why am I in here?"
Sinisterly chuckling, he gives you his cheeky smile. "Patience, I'll answer your questions and then help you with your little dilemma. Terribly sorry to interrupt, by the way, but you looked so sinful that I was hoping to catch you in the act." "Um, and what makes you think I would've let you? Or even needed your help?"
Sitting on the bed with you, he quirks up an eyebrow, "Slow down, I still haven't answered the first round of questions."
Pouting, you sit back against the wall and hold your knees to your chin, a medley of unpleasant feelings swirling in your gut.
Tucking a loose piece of hair behind your ear, he begins addressing your queries. "Okay so I may have commandeered the feed from your camera into a personal monitor so I can keep an eye on you. No biggie between friends, right?"
Your face turns red at him, using that title from when he went to M.I.A. for weeks after graduation. "How dare you..." you scowl at him. "Oh, now calm down, drama queen, so I can continue with my answers."
Begrudgingly, you do so but not without a lethal side eye aimed at the wall, slightly scared to direct it his way.
You never thought your friend would spy on you or call you a slut and aren’t keen to find out what other secrets are lying in wait.
Continuing his replies, “I know you would’ve let me because even if you try to deny it, we both have had feelings for each other since week one. As to you needing my help, I know you had everything perfectly under control but I feel like you crave more than your fingers kitten.”
Not daring to speak when he clocked your shit so accurately and your face looks like a tomato, you just hide your face. "Knew it." He states smugly. "Alright, on to the next matter: why are you here? It's all thanks to me, of course."
Slowly, you raise your head in horror as your entire body shakes. Scooting back as much as possible, you ask, "Wait, you are playing a trick on me, right? There is no reason for you to do that. Nice try, dude.."
He stands up and starts pacing around the room, "Oh, I had my reasons. First, things were getting too serious with that Hoon guy, and I didn't like it. And you might have found out you got accepted to a photography internship, which would take you away from me, and that can't happen...not yet. So, I would check your mail before you and only take out mail from the places you applied."
You stand up now with fists balled up at your sides. "What are you going on about? Not yet? Why don't you want me to be happy?" you scream at him with tears running down your face for the second time tonight.
As he approaches you, he wipes a tear from your cheek and kisses your forehead, "Oh darling, you still don't get it. I want nothing more than for you to be happy. Just not without me and not before I unlock the key to your tight pussy that I've dreamt about for years."
You freeze, staring at the wall, "What did you do? You still haven't answered why I got thrown in here and treated like a villain. Tell. Me. Now."
He sits you down on the bed again, looking down as if you were a rat caught in his trap. Which you were, by the way.
He squats down, staring into your soul as he reveals the remaining puzzle pieces. "Well, I got accepted into this place as a star trainee with excellent scores. They basically told me to use my best judgment and make them proud. My parents were not thrilled that I hadn't pursued a more upstanding career choice, so I wanted to prove to them that I could thrive here. You just happened to be the perfect muse to show them all my skills."
Taking a deep breath and looking too excited to finish relaying this info to you, he continues, "Well, when I spotted you in the park looking dejected but having that trying-to-distract-yourself look in your eyes, I knew it was my time to strike. I expertly mixed apple-flavored alcohol in the juice and then 'spilled' some on myself. I called a couple of buddies in the force to come over and help execute my plan."
All of your tears have dried up as you are burning up, wondering who the person is in front of you. "Don't worry, it gets better," he says as he pats your knee.
Cracking his neck, he nears the end of his story. "So basically, you are in here because I made you look like an underaged alcoholic by having the empty bottle right next to you, then lying to the officers and saying you were pressuring me to drink with you. Oh, also, you were trying to sell shots to our classmates and even the middle schoolers. They are so worried about this getting out with the mayoral election coming up and your parents being his friends that they aren’t allowing any visitors or calls from or for you until the sentencing.”
You stand up, knocking him on his ass in fury, "How could you?! If you had just told me how you felt ages ago, you could have gotten what you wanted instead of keeping it in and becoming this creepy psychopath! I demand a lawyer!”
He cackles while fully lying down on the floor, "You have no pull, sweetheart, but nice try, hah! Even your parents aren’t asking about you, hoping this all blows over and they can maintain their perfect image."
With his eyes closed, still laughing, you cage him beneath you and start to choke him. This time, he freezes and smirks up at you, "Oh, this is how you wanna play it, huh? Pretending you are furious instead of insanely turned on and hoping this ends with you knowing how I feel inside of you. Cute, really."
You scowl down at him and are about to get off of him when he roughly grabs your hips and pulls you back down onto him. "Oh no, there's no getting out of this. How does it feel finally being able to feel how excited you make me? Honestly, it feels like you are excited, too, with the wet spot you left on me."
Face flushing in embarrassment, you glance at the floor to escape his intense gaze, but all masking ability flies out of the window as soon as he bucks his hips against you, eliciting a breathy whimper from your throat.
The moment it exits your mouth, you bite your lip and try to escape his hold. Or at least you meant to...
Instead, you end up grinding against his hardening cock through both of your pants. Feeling his deep chuckle against your clit, you spasm, and he just grins as he pulls you down to attack your lips with a furiously passionate set of long-awaited kisses, entwining your tongues and both assaulting the other's lips with teasing sucks and bites.
When you finally can pull away and catch your breath, he sits up as you wobbly stand and immediately backs you into the bed with his arms on either side of your head, licking from your collarbone up to your ear lobe, enjoying you moaning his name.
That was the final straw of resolve. It snapped like the tiniest twig in your core, and an animalistic need overwhelmed you as you dug your claws into his back underneath the plain white under-uniform tee that clung to his muscles just right.
Gasping for air, you beg, “Sunoo. Please...I need you.." while trying to undress him.
He smirks while he cocks his head to the side, "You're lucky hearing you beg was my last thread of teasing you leaving. Strip for me, needy whore."
With that, you spring onto your feet like a lithe cat and strip with lightning speed, laying back on the bed with everything exposed down to your arousal-soaked lips.
You usually were shyer, but you couldn't help it after the earlier interruption, plus finding out he felt the same way. You would deal with the red flags after you came.
Staying in his simple yet sexy white tee and dark grey workout pants, he descends like a hawk. He licks a broad stripe from your pussy to your sensitive bundle of nerves, making you cry out and grip his hair to keep your soul from flying out of your body too rapidly.
Immediately, you trap his neck between your thighs, not letting him weasel his way away and tease you for a second more.
He picks up on your neediness, and tongue fucks your velvety cunt whilst moaning into you, letting any insecurity of smelling or tasting weird disappear without a trace.
Rising up on his elbows, he makes a show of licking his lips, leaving his chin shiny with your pleasure, and makes his way up your body so you can taste yourself off of him as he makes circles with his thumb on your growingly sensitive clit.
Feeling your high about to crash upon you, you exhale, "Sunoo, I'm about to." Yet, before you can finish your sentence, he shoves you off of the edge by taking your plump breast into his mouth and matching the pace of his fingers with his tongue around your nipple.
As you cum, he disappears between your thighs again, not wanting to waste a single drop (or leave any evidence) while continuing to squeeze and slap your tits. When he can feel you are getting close again, he quickly makes space between your bodies, causing you to sit up and dig your nails into his thighs, making him moan loudly.
Then he adds salt to the wound by lightly slapping your pussy, making you squirt for the first time all over the bottom of his shirt and dick print.
Straddling him now that he is fully erect is torturous; while you nibble along his neck and behind his ear, you ask, “C’mon Sunoo, I need to feel you in me...please.”
Throwing his head back to allow you to kiss more of his neck, he just smirks and says, “Well, someone is needy tonight...well, you have been such a good little thing for me, I will grant your wish, pretty. First, you have to get up so I can get out of these damp clothes”.
Feeling bold, you raise up just enough to pull down his pants along with his boxers and then straddle him again while he sits up and removes his shirt while kissing and playing with your perfect tits.
After you give him your adorable yet seductive pleading eyes, he stops wasting time. He flips you onto your back again and, with utmost sincerity and care in his eyes, says, “You ready? Stop me if it hurts, okay? I really do care about you.”
Tears welling in your eyes, you nod and subtly pull his hips closer to you. You have liked him for a long time, and despite all of the nasty lust that has occurred tonight, it was weirdly healing at the same time.
He slowly slides the tip in, and after a few seconds, you surprisingly quickly can let him quicken his thrusts and go even deeper, both uttering sensual guttural noises in unison as soon as he bottoms out.
You notice him blush and quirk your eyebrow this time asking what is going on. He looks to the side then admits,” Well, this feels amazing, like even better than I’ve imagined, and I know that sounds cliché, but trust me...that’s a big deal. And well, I don’t think I’ll last much longer, sadly; I want to, but...yeah, sorry..”
Latching your ankles around his hips, you just bite your lips and eyefuck him as a green light, to which he gives you a deep, caring kiss as he slowly hits that sweet spot inside you, resulting in a simultaneous orgasm with the both of you collapsing in sweet bliss.
He cannot stay around too long, or the guard headquarters will get suspicious, but he lingers as long as he can while he tries to rinse out your delicious scent from his clothing.
You have the best sleep that night and are oddly comforted by someone caring that much. You are at peace knowing there are mutual feelings and hoping y'all can date normally once you are released.
Until you are released (about a week later), Sunoo frequently visits your cell of solitude because he is the only guard who can "handle" you. Over time, you become closer and decide that you will finally pursue a healthy relationship once you are free, and he will not have to stalk you anymore.
Hello everyone! Survived my first semester of getting my bachelor's degree and have a month where I aim to write and queue a bunch in between working! If y'all have any reqs lemme know and I'll do my best to accommodate amongst the current mental WIPs I have XD
Author’s Note: So happy to finally get this out there! BIGGEST thanks to my bestie @starfire21, as this is mainly her baby; I just wrote it down, hehe. I hope y’all like it, and please let me know what y’all think! Until next time, lovelies! <3 Also here is the link for Part 1 so you can get additional info :)
Summary: A talented saber smith’s life changes forever when the Sith crosses her path as she attempts to reform the corrupt government she serves. Will they be a help or a hindrance?
Pairing: Sith!Wooyoung x femjedi/sabersmith!Y/N. Other kpop idols in the story, but the main relationship is between Woo and Y/N.
Rating: 18+
Genre: angst, fantasy, kpop, smut, fluff
Word Count: 5,703
Warnings: verbal abuse/bullying kind of all around, mentions of attempted suicide, abandonment and self-worth issues, HJ kinda bipolar and entitled/creepy, bisexual suffering, oral (m. receiving), tit play, clit play, p in v raw sex (don’t do this irl y’all), slight mentions of kink
While Wooyoung is busy trying to decide whether to go out of his way to a farther shop or enlist the help of Y/N to fix his saber, Y/N is eating breakfast and informing Huyang of the previous night’s events.
They both agree that Winter’s attack seems quite random, as they have no personal strife with the Sith and have only met her once.
Huyang suggests they both lie low and not make any far treks unless absolutely necessary for at least a few days in case their lives are in jeopardy.
Still sore from the fight, you don’t disagree, for once. There is plenty of work to be done in the shop, and there is no rush, so lying low sounds nice.
Meanwhile, in Coruscant, the Council discusses the growing threat that the Sith are becoming to the galaxy.
After a long while of brainstorming, Master Choi Minho has an idea, “Why don’t we collect more taxes from the people and place military personnel around our headquarters?”.
There is a wave of silent, approving nods until Chaewon says, “That isn’t much of a plan. What about protection for our people? If their livelihoods are getting strained, they deserve to reap some of the benefits as well!”.
Resounding chuckles fill the air as her cheeks turn pink and her eyes start to well up with tears, feeling embarrassed. However, before she can speak up, Master Chungha smirks. “Oh, you know what, that would be a lovely alteration to the plan! If we were still younglings. Grow up, Chaewon; that isn’t how the world works. We maintain order, and our subjects will be at peace if we are safe. Imagine we are in danger, then they panic; how dangerous that could rapidly become!”.
Most of the Council is clapping for the Master's use of logic when the youngest female Jedi to ever be on the Council, Rei, speaks up, "Yeah, even I know better, and you surpass me by 3 years. You’ll never make it onto the Council if you stay so naïve”.
At this point, Chaewon’s knuckles are white, and she is about to burst with fury at the disrespect.
Luckily, Master Jaeyun diffuses the impending explosion just in time. "All right then, this has been a great start in figuring out how to counteract the Sith issue, but we should dismiss for the day. When we gather next time, let's be more respectful and open-minded. Until next time, stay safe, everyone. Meeting adjourned.”.
Waiting until everyone else leaves to discuss the new developments with Somin and Jihyo, Chaewon remains seated while the rest of the Council files out of the room. Adding insult to injury, Chungha and Rei pat her head as if she were a child as they leave.
As soon as the door shuts, the floods can no longer be contained in her eyes, and Chaewon breaks down. Thankfully, she isn’t alone for long as her allies rush to her side quickly.
Somin reassures her gently while gently rubbing her back, "Let it out, dear; I am so proud of you for standing up for the people and keeping your emotions in check with everything else that happened. While you do need to fine-tune the execution, it was better than staying silent."
Meanwhile, Jihyo kneeled in front of Chaewon with a fierce look in her eyes, “Say the word, and I’ll use my strength training on that prick Minho and his ‘secret’ lover. I’ve been dying to slap them both for so long!” Somin scolds, "Now, why are you listening to those rumors? Whether true or false, it doesn’t concern us or our cause. We need to stay focused, Hyo."
Amongst sniffles, Chaewon chuckles, "I appreciate the offer, but it's okay; we need to make them think we are still aligned with them for the time being.”
At this, Somin looks down at Chaewon with a motherly, proud smile as she kisses the top of her head, and they all head out before curfew is enacted.
Back at Y/N's home shop, she is just finishing her morning routine, getting dressed, and trying to make a game plan for the current list of orders when she hears the bell ring that someone has entered.
Huffing in annoyance, she heads to the front. "I thought I told Huyang to leave the sign off today. Oh well, maybe someone is just lost, and I can get them out quickly,” she mutters.
When she sees who entered the shop, she turns on her heel to walk away, saying, "Look, I have had enough run-ins with you and your gang for a lifetime, so please let me work in peace. Between your elevator ambush, your slightly creepy leader randomly dropping in to apologize for the prior event and slightly offering to work together, then that Winter chick tracking me down, burning my shop, and trying to kill me, I’m all Sithed out, sorry.”
His eyes widen as he pieces together what he has just been told with the argument he heard before leaving. Immediately, he is filled with rage and is concerned for you more than he should be.
Sadly, he doesn’t have time to waste with silly ponderings right now. “Look, I can only speak on my actions, and I apologize if I annoyed you; I was just trying to have a little fun,” he says as his signature shit-eating grin spreads across his face.
He switches modes when he realizes the extent to which you are in no mood for his usual antics. "Okay, look, seriously, I need your help."
You cackle for 2 minutes straight, "Wait, so your crew pesters and threatens me for the last 24 hours, including your insults yesterday, and you think I’ll help you? Get lost.”
Your foot is almost across the threshold of the next room when he says, “You’re right. You can refuse service to anyone. I would, too, if I were you, but I have an offer. I need you to check out and possibly replace my kyber crystal. In exchange, I will pay double your normal service charge to help show you that I am serious about my apology and for information about what happened last night. Do we have a deal?”.
Shocked doesn’t cover how you feel now, “Hold on a minute. Why do you want information about your buddy’s attack? Wouldn’t you just ask them?”
Woo sighs, “ I would, but she is quite emotional right now, and I want the truth. She acted outside of Honjoong’s permission and wounded the integrity of our organization, which, as you know, is already being threatened. She will not know that I know anything or that I got the details from you. The intel will go straight from you to me, then to Hongjoong, who can concoct a story of how he learned about the specifics.”
For once, you can see genuine sincerity in his eyes and give a nod of approval, showing that you understand everything and agree to his terms.
Moving into the connected workshop structure, he sits and watches as you run diagnostic tests on his saber.
After about 15 minutes of this, you start dismantling it in silence so you can replace the crystal that looks like it got jostled by falling off his bedside table or something.
Suddenly, you break the silence. “Wanna know why what you said in the elevator hit such a nerve? Well, even if you don’t too bad. If you can just speak your mind whenever so can I."
Looking taken aback yet endeared at your spunk, he extends his hand in a go-ahead motion.
You continue explaining, "I built this business with my mentor's help after not being taken seriously for 5 years. Just having moved into the city, having no official training, and being a human woman made for an extremely steep uphill climb to where I am now. It was nothing new after a lifetime of having no parents and fending for myself, but there is only so much a person can take. One day, Huyang found me in an alley, about to inject myself with an instant death serum I bought from this shady tent because there was no more hope in my soul. He didn’t realize what it was until he fed me, and I broke down and told him my whole life story.”
Finishing up the saber, you drank some water and proceeded, “I won’t bore you with that, don’t worry. The main point is that after being abandoned and abused multiple times by so-called friends and family alike, I learned I can only depend on myself and, eventually, Huyang. I then put these silver streaks in my hair to remind myself that there is always light in the darkness; the same is true with most people, even those on the Sith side. The way I look at it, they are just misunderstood, and if their methods changed, they would be more respected and less feared.”
Laughing, you realize, “As far as core values go, the Sith is less corrupt than the Council at this point. Your leaders apologize and are protective; you all seem roughly the same rank. On the other hand, the Council likes to pretend to be more open-minded because it has a diverse membership and cares about the people. Yeah right. They overtax and overwork their citizens, who are practically slaves just so they can live posh, secure lives while the rest of us are dying from a myriad of terrible factors. A few secret friends and I in the Council are trying to gather support to overthrow those who have let greed poison them, but who knows if success will happen in my lifetime...”
Realizing you have been rambling for a while now, you feel self-conscious and hurriedly recount the run-in with Winter and tell him which shop was damaged. Thanking him for his time, you rush him out as questions bombard you.
Why did you open up so much to him? That isn’t like you... must still be off from yesterday. That must be it. Yeah. By busying yourself with other orders, you try to forget about your lapse in fortress status.
As Wooyoung stands outside your shop with a newly repaired saber and the old crystal in his pouch, which is special as it was his first, he has much to think about on the way home, more like the burned shop.
Too much is on his mind, and he can use the longer time away as evidence that he didn’t go to your shop so Winter doesn’t get suspicious when Joong has more details about the event later.
Woo is confused on several fronts as he talks to himself throughout his trek, “Why would anyone hurt her? Wait, why do I care? Why would she tell me about her past? It must be a trick to try to protect herself. Is she that type, though? Whatever, I don’t care.”
The last point is immediately disproven upon seeing the damage that Winter caused to the shop. Instinctively, he starts cleaning up the area and making mental notes of supplies to bring next time to fix up the place.
After about 2 hours, he starts heading back, and his inner turmoil has only heightened. He shouldn’t care, so why does he? I mean, you made some excellent points. But he is also under orders to kill you...decisions must be made.
Once dusk hits, you start tidying up the shop, content with the work you got done today (and yes, still repressing the swirl of thoughts from earlier).
Huyang enters with fresh meals he bought from the market nearby. You can both rest and enjoy easy food after the stressful last couple of days.
During the meal, you confide in Huyang about what happened earlier, and he is eerily silent. Not able to take it, after about 5 minutes, you shout, "What?! Just talk, damn... it’s weird when you’re quiet.”
Clearing his throat, he says, “Apologies, ma’am, I just don’t think you want to hear my notes on this situation as they are similar to the last run-in you had with this Wooyoung. It is admirable that he repented and was able to be sincere with you. As for you, you already know the truth deep down and don’t want to admit it. That is all I shall say”.
Rolling your eyes, you just get up and go to your bedroom as Huyang chuckles to himself.
Unable to sleep due to the mixed emotions, countless questions, and thoughts, you decide to check out your shop at dawn to assess the damage.
It is evident that someone else has been there as soon as you arrive. All of the lesser damaged items are in one corner, and it looks.... swept. You shrug and are happy that good people exist; they could have easily robbed you, but everything is accounted for despite its state.
Wooyoung, on the other hand, had a restful night’s sleep. Being physically exhausted and pleased that Winter got scolded more due to the intel he gave Hongjoong made him pass out as soon as he lay down.
Unfortunately, he was awoken in the middle of the night. Winter was knelt by his bed, blocking his saber, shaking him awake, “Woo, I cannot sleep. Can I sleep with you instead?.”
Smiling, he rolls onto his side, facing her, and says, “Sure, c’mon in, babe.”
As soon as she is settled in, he opens his eyes and pushes her onto the floor. Yelping with tears in her eyes, she says, “Why did you say sure and call me babe just to do that?!”
Startled fully awake by her screams, Wooyoung realizes what he has done.
In truth, he was dreaming about you too domestically, and in dreamland, her request was presented as yours.
So, when he was met with Winter in reality, he was appalled not only by her presence so close to him but also anxious about the contents of the dream.
He cannot tell her that, though, so he crafts a half lie; “Oh, um, sorry, I was having a dream about this babe I met at the cantina today while I was getting my saber fixed. Go back to your own room, petulant child.”
Whimpering, she refuses, “NO! I am not a child, and I will not be treated like one anymore, not by you especially. Can’t you see how perfect we would be together? Much better than Joong and Y/N; it is so pathetic.”
At the mention of you, Woo bolts upright, “What do you mean?” Winter is confused by his sudden interest. Nevertheless, she explains, “Well, Joong went to Y/N yesterday and plans to go alone tomorrow, too. It seems like he likes her, but, knowing him, he is probably just toying with her.”
Pondering her words, Wooyoung says, “That is his business, and we should not pay any attention to anything he does not discuss with us. Now go to your own room and sleep or not, I do not care, but goodbye.”
As he turns towards the wall, he cannot help but feel a stab of jealousy at this latest information.
Winter goes to her room, kicking herself for being vulnerable yet again, but damnit, she needed a win. Multiple scoldings by Hongjoong lately, along with neither of her crushes giving her the time of day, has her dejected.
She decides to go into an intense isolation period, claiming it is “that time of the month” to ward off Joong and Woo and to get out of doing fieldwork.
The following day, Wooyoung broaches what Winter told him with his leader. "Sir, I have a question: is what she said true? I told her to keep her nose out of your business, but as your second in command, I feel I should know what is going on to aid however I can if needed.”
Shocked at the initiative, Hongjoong smiles, “Thank you for putting her in her place, and I agree. For Bibi's will to be done, there must be nothing but honesty between us. While I admire Miss Y/N’s tenacity, and she is fairly easy on the eyes, I would not be so foolish as to let animal instinct take over. She is merely a pawn in this game, nothing else. Both you and Winter tend to lack professionalism, so I meet up alone to speed up the process.”
Satisfied with his answer, Hongjoong excuses himself from the table and prepares to meet up with Y/N.
Wooyoung waits until Hongjoong is gone to leave for the burned shop and continue making repairs, feeling thankful yet insulted.
Huyang let you sleep in as you caught up on most of the orders yesterday. You awoke with lunch by your bed with a note that he would hang flyers and for you to take it easy today.
Naturally, you ate and paid no mind to the resting part as you wanted to fix your shop more.
About 2 miles from your shop, you see a familiar figure approaching you, but it can't be... it is Wooyoung!
Sadly, there is nowhere to hide from him, so you continue strutting in his direction, acting like his presence is unnoticed.
The moment he gets close to you, anxiety radiates off of him as he tries to make small talk and turns around to walk with you. “What are you doing in the middle of nowhere alone? That is dangerous.” He says.
You scoff, “Since when does the Sith care about the life of a lowly sabersmith? And I can handle myself, thank you very much. The better question is, what are you doing out here? Miss me already?.”
Silence and a heated smirk are all you are met with until you trip him and hold your lilac-hued saber to his throat, “Did you fuck with my shop more? I swear I will slit your throat right now, and you will not like it..”
Attempting to scooch away on his back, he pleads with you, “NO, no, I swear, I did not mess up your shop. I was just.. uh... scouting the area to make sure no defectors from the Sith were in hiding.”
Mainly convinced by his story, you sheath your saber and help him to his feet. He nods and says he has to be on his way but decides not to tell you that Hongjoong is on his way to meet up with you.
It is childish, he admits, but something in him likes that he got to see you today, and Joong did not.
You feel played as soon as you step into your shop; he most definitely fucked with your shop but in a positive way.
It is even cleaner than last time, and repairs are obviously underway. You pin that for the next time you see him and try to focus on the work ahead.
Wooyoung returns to headquarters to hear the sound of things being thrown and screaming; he rushes inside, worried they are under attack, only to find Hongjoong as the source of the cacophony.
Hearing the door close, Joong pauses and half turns around with a crazed look while grinning like a rabid dog. Seeing it is Wooyoung, he starts venting, "Can you believe it? She has the nerve to not respond to my attempts at communication and then stand me up at her own shop?! Does she not realize how much I could fuck up or enhance her life depending on how she plays my game? How could she not want to see me? I am charming, handsome, mysterious; everything a spunky bitch like her would want. That is fine. I will show her what happens when you reject the mighty Hongjoong!”
Before Woo can react, Joong storms into his chambers to plot against Y/N. Just a pawn...sure, Wooyoung thinks to himself.
Wanting to test his newly fixed saber, he heads to the practice room to self-spar. Engrossed in the improvements you made and the scenarios played by the holograms for practice, he only notices Winter watching from the doorway when he trips over his foot and falls.
For once, she is calm as he asks, “H-how long have you been standing there?!” “Oh, only a few minutes, but that’s all I needed to bring you down,” she replies.
Confusion colors his features, “What in the galaxy are you talking about now? How and why would you want to bring me down?”.
She saunters over and stands over him, displaying a newfound dominant aura. “Oh, now you are the naïve one, it seems. Firstly, a girl can only take so much rejection before she snaps and turns on those she once wanted most. Secondly, there is only one smith around here whose trademark is white kyber crystals. You are as good as dead once Joong finds out you lied to him about where you got it fixed.”
Panic evident in his eyes, Woo quickly defends, "Okay, true, that trademark is well known amongst the customers of Y/N, but that does not mean she has a monopoly on them; plenty of other shops have them in stock from time to time. Also, how are you still so childish? Oh noooo, I don’t return your crush, so you are going to vaguely threaten me? Geez, go to counseling or get laid, shit.”
Winter is semi-convinced, so she stays to practice for a bit. Meanwhile, Wooyoung exits to wash off the near-death experience and plans a trip to warn you about a potential second attack from Winter.
After Wooyoung bathes, he heads to your shop, praying Joong does not cross his path. He arrives about the same time as you, and being too tired to argue, you let him in while you hydrate and catch your breath from all the manual labor you just did.
As you rest, he warns you, “Look, Winter saw me sparring with my saber. Great work, by the way! Anyway, now it is seen as betraying the Sith by going to you. You could be in a lot of danger, and while I can’t directly protect you, I can give you a heads up at least."
Furrowing your brows, your only response is, “Why would you, though?” He deeply exhales, “ I don't even know, okay, but there is your warning. Have a good day.”
Confused and amused by his awkwardness, you say, “I will, actually. It has been productive so far, plus my efforts have finally shut down a gambling center where the money goes to the Council, so I am happy! Plus, I have even more followers of my cause!”
Turning away, he grins, happy to see you reach your goals, but that smile fades rapidly as you say, “By the way, I know you were the one who has been helping with my damaged shop. Thanks.”
He leaves since he does not know how to respond or why his motivation has been pro-you and anti-mission lately, but not without quipping, “I mean, why would I help you? But if you want to reward me for this supposed aid, you can give my biological saber lip service next time, doll.”
As he leaves with a wink, you are annoyed, not by him for once, but with yourself. That kind of remark usually elicits nausea and a desire to kill every man.
This time, you just giggle once he leaves and feel your entire body heat up at the thought. Yep, you are screwed.
The next day, after you both have very intense sexual dreams about each other, you decide to go to Tatooine. His reason is simply to attempt to distract his brain, while yours is to check on your small shop.
It is a request-only shop as it is the least trafficked area for you, but with recent events, you might as well check in while you collect more kyber crystals.
As you are about to leave, you get a surprise visit from Hongjoong; shocked and perturbed, you politely excuse yourself; "Terribly sorry, but I was just on my way out; you can come back tomorrow, though, if you'd like.” He does not like that at all and backs you into your workbench.
Displaying a devilish, darkened gaze of determination, he states, “Oh, you foolish girl. I do not want to make the trip tomorrow. I am here now, and I want you. Do you know how much business I could get you? I would even share what I collect from the Sith citizens from ‘taxes,’ aka my fun fund. Stop fighting this attraction. It’s just me, not like I am the big bad wolf darling, though I would love to eat you,” he states, smirking a couple of inches from your lips.
With his eyes closed, you take the opportunity to hit him in the head with one of your tools and run out, hopping on your speeder and quickly zooming away with tears in your eyes.
You are reeling from the encounter and frustrated that your heart wants to flee to Woo for comfort.
With Hongjoong yelling at you that nobody is ever going to love you if you do not let them in or just be grateful that a god like him designed to give you his attention, you decide against walking into the lion’s den; you stay the course to Tatooine ignoring your yearning for comfort.
After a while, you head to the local cantina to grab something refreshing to drink since you have been in the sun crystal mining for 3 hours now.
En route, you notice people fighting and pay no mind, believing it to just be a couple of drunkards squabbling over the bill. Until you get closer, that is, and find that the fighters are Wooyoung and Hongjoong!
Staying a safe distance away yet being able to hear every word of their conversation makes you worried. Yet, you know it would be foolish to get in the middle, so you stand there paralyzed.
It seems that your rejection led Joong to the desert looking for a hook-up at the bar, where he ran into Woo and immediately went on the offensive.
Hongjoong is slurring at Woo, “Why did you go to that bitch for your saber? You know she is mine! Now, you ruin my attempts to get rid of the blue balls she gave me earlier? You are dead, apprentice.”
Wooyoung retorts between defending Joong’s strikes. “First off, she is not a bitch, and she was the closest sabersmith. Secondly, blue balls are not a thing, and you would not be looking for a drunken desperate cunt to sink into if she had initiated it, so stop lying to yourself and to me.”
Hongjoong looks victorious, “HA, so you admit going to her! For once, Winter was the good pupil. Maybe I will send the signal for her to attack Y/N while you are busy here..since you cannot even kill her like you were ordered."
Too worried about you, Woo freezes for a split second, which is enough for Joong to pull out his dagger and slice Wooyoung’s right cheek and left shoulder.
Right after, Joong hears a speeder and does not want witnesses, so he runs away; thank goodness your idea worked.
Helping Wooyoung onto your speeder, you head to your shop. It is not an ideal reason to head over there, but you were already planning on checking on it, so oh well.
Upon arrival, you help support him off the bike as he got beat up quite a beat; laying him on the bed in the back of the shop, you start taking off his robe to assess the wound.
Always a smartass, he smirks, and then he is screeching for dear life. He stares at your attempt at stifling a laugh, "Hey, don’t look so pleased.” You snort, “Sorry, just nice to see you are human sometimes.”
He pouts and turns away, forgetting his cheek is sliced too, so he turns back, defeated, towards you while you tend to his wounds and wrap up his shoulder.
You hate to admit it, but damn, his body looks even better than you thought; no, you scold yourself, not the place or time.
You change the subject, "So why can't you kill me? Or was he drunk?". Still on edge, he barks, "I don't even know, okay?! I warn you; I fix your shop secretly; I duel my master to defend your honor. It is all worth it, but-“
You interrupt. “You don't need to get hurt for me, though, idiot.” He grins. “I know I don’t have to, but I do, and I’m not sure why, but I want to help your cause and think it’s a great thing you’re doing and-“
This time, you interrupt him with a kiss that immediately gets returned. Pulling away, you apologize, “Sorry, but I had to stop your nonsense. I think I know why you do the things you do. It’s the same reason I helped you today, and don’t mind your drop-ins as much as I let on.”
He raises an eyebrow, asking why, to which you lean in close to him again and whisper in his ear, “Because we want each other badly but are scared of being that close and getting hurt.”
Sitting up, you blush. “I mean, maybe it’s just me, but it feels like we are very similar and fated in a way; just tell me if I –“
He stops you with a hungry kiss, supporting himself with his good arm, cradling the back of your head with his left hand as his tongue explores your mouth.
Your boldness peeks through as you lightly suck his tongue and let your hands gently trail down his abs and palm his covered, very strained bulge.
He groans into your mouth as he snakes his hand under your tunic and palms your voluptuous breasts in response, rolling your hardening nipples between his fingers.
This does not last long before his skilled tongue is swirling the buds and sucking on your tits, bringing you to ecstasy quicker than expected.
Sitting up as much as he can, you remove the rest of both of your clothes and straddle him, both of your sweat mixing in an intoxicating concoction of desire and safety in each other as your hands roam all over each other, passionately making out and making up for lost time.
You feel him grow beneath you, and with remarkable quickness, you shimmy down and lick the slit of his leaking tip for a moment or two before engulfing his thickness down your throat with ease earning you a nonverbal good job on the cheek with his veiny hands.
As he approaches his climax, he pulls you up by your hair, your lips releasing him with a pop and gestures for you to kiss him.
He gazes hungrily into your eyes, “I need to be inside of you, Y/N god, like right now.” You look sideways and reveal, “I want that too, but I, um, well... you would be my first. Can we go slow?"
His energy softens as he caresses your face, tucking your hair behind your ear. “Of course, baby, I simply want to be closer to you.”
Nodding, you line yourself up and sink onto him slowly. It hurts a bit at first, but you quickly adjust to the sting, and it feels sinfully good to have your aching cunt being filled by him finally.
The shop is consumed with the sound of your delicious moans and skin coming together more and more rapidly until you are about to reach your high.
Wooyoung can tell you are close to your release and reaches down to play with your clit, “C'mon love, make a mess on me, princess” At his words, your body reacts by cumming so many times you lose count.
With his help, you ride out your high for about 10 minutes as you feel his heat fill you up three times before you both slump over in exhaustive bliss.
Over the next few days, you stay in that shop talking about everything, and he officially decides to join your cause and recant his Sith ways.
You reveal that you chose his kyber crystal on purpose because you saw the light in him. He tears up and hugs you tightly, "I know it's soon, but I love you, my moth."
You kiss him, saying you love him as well, and have for a while through light sobs.
You both return to Coruscant after going to a nearby hair studio for a change of pace.
He adds blonde streaks to his black hair to remind himself of the light inside and has his old crystal fashioned into a necklace to remind him of where he has been and that he has changed.
You, however, exchange your silver-streaked hair for more of a rust color to match the sentiment of his crystal, promising to keep each other in check and make sure no corruption enters your hearts.
Back at the Council, you, along with Somin, Jihyo, Chaewon, and Wooyoung, expose the corrupt members despite Masters Moonbyul and Jongseob trying to rationalize their actions but failing as they all get carted away to the highest security prison.
Later that day, the secretly good trio became the new faces of the Council and immediately threw a celebration for the city's people, returning all the money that had been wrongly collected.
You and Wooyoung, of course, attend in support. As you are about to steal a kiss, you notice a familiar pair of beady eyes peek behind a pillar.
But now, they are filled with pride and wonder instead of obsession. “What did you see?” Wooyoung asks; you smile and say, “Oh, an old friend, they are shy now but are doing better, I can tell, and I’m happy for them.”
He kisses you, and you lean your head on his shoulder, relishing in this beautiful life you have built for yourself and glad Huyang was right. It is true what they say: if you allow it, change will happen for the better.
PART 2 OF CELESTIAL VOYAGE WILL BE IN PROGRESS SOON!
Just got home from a 10 hour shift so gonna decompress a bit then get at it! While you want, feel free to enjoy Part 1 since Part 2 won't be out until tomorrow probably. Thanks for the support as always 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻💜💜💜💜💜
PART 2 OF CELESTIAL VOYAGE WILL BE IN PROGRESS SOON!
Just got home from a 10 hour shift so gonna decompress a bit then get at it! While you want, feel free to enjoy Part 1 since Part 2 won't be out until tomorrow probably. Thanks for the support as always 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻💜💜💜💜💜
PART 2 OF CELESTIAL VOYAGE WILL BE IN PROGRESS SOON!
Just got home from a 10 hour shift so gonna decompress a bit then get at it! While you want, feel free to enjoy Part 1 since Part 2 won't be out until tomorrow probably. Thanks for the support as always 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻💜💜💜💜💜
Author’s Note: So happy to finally get this out there! BIGGEST thanks to my bestie @starfire21, as this is mainly her baby; I just wrote it down, hehe. I hope y’all like it, and please let me know what y’all think! Part 2 will be coming soon; don’t worry. Until next time, lovelies! <3
Summary: A talented saber smith’s life changes forever when the Sith crosses her path as she attempts to reform the corrupt government she serves. Will they be a help or a hindrance?
Pairing: Sith!Wooyoung x femjedi/sabersmith!Y/N. Other kpop idols in the story, but the main relationship is between Woo and Y/N.
Rating: 18+ (b/c language and also smut to be in pt. 2)
Genre: angst, fantasy, kpop,
Word Count: 3,610
Warnings: not too many for part 1, just some slight bullying, threatening, gay repressed pining
All Y/N wanted was to do her job and go back home. Sadly, fate had other plans. Being a sabersmith in Coruscant meant that you got plenty of business but also had to be kept in check.
This was ensured by showing up to the Council once a week and reporting how many sabers you sold or repaired to ensure that your shop was on the right side of politics. It was tiresome some days, but it was impossible to get around unless one wanted to risk losing their license.
Y/N was one of the only smiths who didn't mind this mandate; as it meant gaining intel from her friends Jihyo, Chaewon, and Somin was easier. The four of them were secret reformers with a dream to restore balance and equality by overthrowing the government.
In recent years, it had gone down a severely corrupt path wherein the citizens were overworked, underpaid, and overtaxed solely for the betterment of Council members’ lives.
Today was different than the usual visits to the Council for Y/N. While reporting as usual to Minghao, she was interrupted by the sudden presence of uncomfortable energies.
Their carriers, Winter, Wooyoung, and Hongjoong, were representatives from the Sith headquarters on behalf of Darth Bibi.
They had arrived in Coruscant for questioning as the Council had requested. The reason is that they were recently made aware of some odd happenings across the galaxy that fit their brand of chaos a little too well.
Looking visibly annoyed at the interruption and their cocky demeanor, you glare at the smug side profile of Wooyoung as his distinguished partner in training, Hongjoong, defends the accusations being hurled at the trio from each member of the Council.
Wooyoung moves a bit behind Hongjoong, and as he adjusts his footing, he catches Y/N’s disdainful expression. Looking aghast at her audacity, he mouths, "What is your problem?" Y/N responds with a shoulder shrug and feigns dissociation out the window.
The questioning wraps up, and Kai thanks them for their time and cooperation while permitting them to exit the Council hall. Yeosang picks up where Minghao left off and swiftly concludes Y/N's weekly session as the sun sets. With the recent uptick in random violent acts, a curfew was put in place, which meant everyone needed to get home quickly.
Exiting the hall, you speak into your communicator necklace and let Huyang know you are heading home. As you enter the elevator, you spot the Sith trio huddled in a corner, seemingly in a heated discussion.
Ignoring them, you enter the elevator and breathe a sigh of relief that you will be home soon. However, your peace doesn't last long as you hear a thud above you. Stealthily, you draw your pair of mini batons, staying alert in case of trouble.
Trouble ends up dropping into the elevator with you by the name of Wooyoung. Shoving the end of your baton into his razor-sharp jawline, you question, “What is with you? Couldn’t wait for the next car?”.
Simply chuckling and leaning aloofly on the wall, his reply shocks you. “Oh, it isn’t that; I wanted to make sure you weren’t going to make any trouble for me and my friends since I saw that you noticed our little pow-wow.”
Scoffing, she retorts, “I couldn’t care less about you and your hooligan friends. That’s between the Empress and the Council.” “Hooligans? What are you, my great-grandmother?” he chortles.
Rolling your eyes, you decide to ignore him as you are almost on the first floor. He hates that he didn’t get a reaction out of you, so he speaks his mind even more, "Well, we don't give a fuck about you either. In fact, it boggles my mind how the Council even stands by your lowly presence. You are nothing special, just a simple-minded saber smith who can’t even use a saber. So pathetic.”
Too taken aback by this stranger’s blatant insults to defend yourself, you stand there, fists balled up at your sides and full of rage, wanting to give him a taste of what you can do with your batons and staff.
Sadly, before you get the chance, the elevator dings, and he saunters out with that same annoying smug look, mockingly bidding you adieu as he rushes to catch up to his group.
You are confused about why his words affected you the entire way home. You spent years building up your reputation, never dreaming the path would lead to garnering the attention and trust of the Council, but here you are.
You went from just operating out of a measly tent to having several shops across the galaxy with the help of your droid mentor turned friend and co-manager, Huyang; you have made a respectable name for yourself. “To hell with that asshole! He doesn’t know me.” You think to yourself as you cross the threshold of your home shop.
Looking up from the dinner he was preparing, Huyang greets you with a fond "Hello there, Y/N! How’d it go with the Council?” Scrunching up your face, you give a not-convincing “Fine, I guess,” as your pet mouse droid does laps around your ankles.
Not believing you but not daring to pry further before you have eaten, Huyang gives a half-hearted “Well, that’s good.” After dinner, you tell Huyang everything about the meeting, Sith intrusion, and your ambush elevator visit. He starts to giggle and has no intention of stopping even as you glare at him for seemingly not taking you seriously; “What is so goddamn funny, Yang?!”.
Composing himself, he answers, still fighting the urge to laugh, “Well, you see, young master, I have lived a long time and have seen this same song and dance many a time, which ends in the same manner.” Raising an eyebrow, it is apparent that you are thoroughly confused, “What in any of the galaxies are you insinuating?”
Allowing a giggle or two to slip out, he replies, “Oh nothing.... just more couples than I can count have started off ‘hating each other’ or ‘being annoying.’ Anyway, go get some rest while I clean up. We got a lot of orders in while you were gone today, so we have a busy day ahead of us, Y/N!” Looking mortified and too tired to tell him how wrong he is, you shuffle off to bed full and a little offended that Huyang would say such a thing about that scoundrel.
Meanwhile, back at the Sith training center, Bibi is giving Wooyoung a similarly hard time about his little drop-in. The only difference is he has a worse temper and has a bit to drink, so he ends up flipping the table they are dining at while Hongjoong is in his own world, expression unreadable, unlike Winter, whose face has been flushed, and the entire aura is radiating annoyance.
The next day, you are busier than you have been in weeks, thanks to the Council allowing you to finally post flyers about your services around the city. Finally getting a moment to scarf down the lunch Huyang packed you and have a relaxed seat, you hear the bell above the door indicating that you have a customer.
Contemplating ignoring them until they get fed up and leave only lasts a few seconds as your pride gets the best of you. Plus, you want to avoid getting a bad rap or losing a sale. Your breath hitches as soon as you see your patron, none other than the Sith lord in training from yesterday, Hongjoong.
Plastering on your best friendly smile and trying not to show how scared you are that trouble is imminent, you greet him, “Hello, Sir. How can my humble shop be of service to you?” Grinning eerily kindly, he tells you, “Oh, I’m not here on business, Ms. Y/N. Simply stopping by to apologize for the actions of my counterpart in the elevator yesterday. He is still young and foolish and hasn't the faintest idea of properly conducting oneself in a business setting yet. I hope he didn’t give you too much grief. Rest assured that your services are appreciated by both sides; you have immense talent, Y/N.”
Taken aback by his forethought and reassurance, you feel sure that the day's stress must be getting to you. Pinching yourself discreetly, you realize that this is a very real interaction and compose yourself so as not to seem rude. “Apologies, Sir Hongjoong, it has been a busy day, and I wasn’t prepared for such a kind visit. Thank you for stopping by; it’s good to know that someone else realizes what a petulant child that man is; if that is overstepping, I am sorry it just came out.”
Shaking his head, he assures you that no offense was taken and makes known his wish to maintain this business friendship. Halfheartedly agreeing, you see him out and reflect on what just happened. A Sith in training came all the way to your shop to apologize for his colleague's actions that he didn’t even witness. How did he know where to find you? Was Wooyoung talking about you? If he was, why? Was Huyang right? No way...
Being at a stopping point with your projects and feeling dizzy from the wide range of thoughts you were having, you decided to close up the shop for the day. Once you get home, have a quick snack, and shower, you are out like a light.
Over at the Sith camp, Hongjoong relays his visit and smiles differently, more than either of his training mates has seen before, as he stands at the head of the table. Wooyoung takes a break from sulking to whine at his senior, “Hyung, why would you do that? Now she is going to think I was talking about her or something. Plus, we have more pressing matters to tend to here at base camp."
Winter finally decides to join the conversation, "Yeah! Why did only you get to go see her? You should have brought me along at least...you know, for a female advantage."
Hongjoong starts cackling at this point, to the extent that he has to lean on the table for support. He calls out each of his colleagues, “First of all, Wooyoung, you did tell us about your little escapade. Meaning you were talking about her, in fact. I did it because you are too emotional and don’t know the art of strategy. See, if we get on her good side, or at least make her think we are, we can use her for intel or leverage, depending on her attitude.”
“ Now, Ms. Winter. You seem to be hurt that I didn’t require your presence today. I know you are eager to prove yourself to Bibi, and that is admirable, believe me. However, I left you behind because you were of no use. The situation needed a charismatic performance, which you so stunningly lack. I didn't need you weirdly gushing about how she braided her "pretty silver locks" and go and screw everything up with a female target. Again.”
The younger students look appalled, but shockingly, Winter speaks up first, "Well, that just isn't right. I could be an asset if you allowed me to redeem myself after last time. I know I got distracted by the target. But I've grown and won't allow personal feelings or desires to interfere. Isn't the fact that I was chosen for Empress training a plus and a testament to my abilities and potential?”
Lowering back into his plush chair, Hongjoong curtly gives a “No. It does not, and you are naïve if you think you were chosen for any reason other than your late uncle paid Bibi to take you under her wing. He hated going to his grave, not knowing if you would ever make anything of yourself. Now stop whining like a lovesick adolescent and get out of my sight.”
While she can keep the tears at bay behind her lash line, the quiver of her lip gives her away immediately. Wooyoung jumps at the chance to ridicule her. Still, Winter won't stand for any more shit-talking her way.
She shows him such a sentiment by holding her saber right above his wrist, attempting to intimidate him while holding him tightly by the back of his head as she verbally warns him to stop before he regrets it.
Deciding to play dirty, she reminds him, “The only reason that the Empress enlisted you into our troop was that you were on the verge of being publicly executed for your heinous crimes, and she got word of it, was impressed, and sent a team to collect you. At least our offenses are tasteful and have meaning. You really just massacred a hut full of elderly individuals because you were bored? Some child was screaming too much in the market, so you beheaded them? The list goes on and on. At this point, you are simply a hired thug who doesn’t deserve to handle a saber, especially not in our ranks.”
There is a brief flash of slight remorse in his eye from the sting of her words, but this tactic doesn’t work for long. While Wooyoung isn't necessarily proud of his past, he did what he had to do to survive, and bosses paid top dollar for disgusting jobs that nobody else had the stomach to carry out.
He regains his cocky demeanor and chuckles darkly, his obsidian eyes locking into belittling mode, “It’s cute you think you have any influence over me, really.” He says as he elbows her in the stomach, making her fall on one knee, and holds her chin up to face him.
Leaning down, he whispers into her ear, “Not only do I not think you have it in you to actually hurt me, but I’m also kinkier than you can imagine, so any physical pain or perceived discomfort is only going to end up with me fighting to not get hard instead of fighting you. Nice try, though, sweetheart.”
As he walks to his chambers, she rushes out of the camp. Sadly, they are so used to her antics that they pay no mind. She typically paces in the nearby clearing for about a half hour and then returns.
In the meantime, Hongjoong catches Wooyoung before both retire to their chambers and reminds him, "Wooyoung, don't forget. The Council must be taken care of soon, but we must be methodical. Start taking out the nobody's that frequent the Council."
Gulping nervously, knowing who he was referencing, Wooyoung nods and informs Hongjoong that the Empress has already assigned him his first target: Y/N. Hongjoong looks like he has seen a ghost but clears his throat and disappears into the hall's shadows leading to his room. He shakily mutters about how good it is to know he shares Bibi's vision.
Neither knows that Winter is determined this time to prove that she can be an asset. Hopping in her ship, she heads straight for one of Y/N's smaller shops in Coruscant. While she wants to go for the kill at your leading shop and residence in Tatooine, she worries that she will be overstepping.
Little did she know that you had decided to camp out there for the night as you needed a night in the city soon, and that day was tomorrow once some more work got done.
Winter gets to your shop, and without checking to ensure it is empty, she sets it ablaze from every corner. During a dream where Huyang was baking fresh bread for you, your nose picks up on the prevalent smoke smell and jolts you awake.
Even though the fire has already done some surface damage to your arms, legs, and some of your hair, you manage to get out of there in time and flee from the scene on your Flitknot speeder bike. Winter spots movement out of her periphery, and she doesn’t realize it is you until she gets closer.
She continues the pursuit all the way to the heart of the city by the ’79s, even as it starts to rain. How fitting, she thinks; the sky is overflowing, and so are her emotions.
She wanted to tell Hongjoong he was utterly wrong. Nothing about you intrigued her. Not even your unique hair and magnetic energy. Attachments only led to downfall, and it was bad enough she had to internalize her attraction to Wooyoung; she couldn’t literally fall for the enemy. That was too cliché.
But she didn't stand a chance; she fantasized about you so often it was shameful on every level. She had gone crazy jealous that Wooyoung AND Hongjoong had gotten to have private chats with you, but she didn’t. However, if there was an incident with your shop, she could make a case to ensure that you were unharmed for purely strategic reasons.
Now that she had you in her sights, all of her anger returned, and she was determined to show that she could be fierce and just as murderous as Bibi’s favorite, Wooyoung. Emotions were confusing. Violence was simple. She had made up her mind.
Not knowing you had been followed and grateful to be alive, you entered the 79s for a much-needed drink. The door then aggressively swung open to reveal a soaked-to-the-bone Winter approaching you with a fully lit saber and a psychotic look in her, showcasing how ready she was to use it on you.
Wanting to keep the innocent bystanders safe, you pleaded with her to take this outside. You didn’t want any trouble nor have any motive to be engaged in a disagreement with her, especially not to this extent.
Agreeing, she follows behind you from the coziness of the cantina to the monsoon outside, the only illumination being the neon lights from the rest of the businesses on the street. Trying to get your bearings, you lose sight of her; no way she is that inhumanly fast, you think to yourself.
As if she could read your mind, she whistles, “Hey, Y/N, up here. I guess it’s true; the pretty ones are always dumb. Such a shame I have to rid the world of your pitiful existence, but duty calls.”
Leaping to the top of the building, you strike the first blow of your staff, hitting her on the head. Struggling to her feet, she laughs maniacally, “Ohhhhh, we are off to a great start, aren't we? You'll have to do better than that to discourage me, though.”
Determined to live another day, you separate your staff into mini batons and manage to block all of her attempts to slice you in half. Knocking her off the ledge, she uses her power to boomerang her saber right over your face and back to her. While you managed to dodge it for the most part, your right cheek got slightly burned by the saber's edge.
Managing to land on her feet, she hobbles away to her bike but warns you that this isn’t the last you will see of her. Were those tears on her face or the rain? Was she raspy from trying not to cry or hoarse from all of the hits she took from your staff? It didn't matter. You needed to go home and warn Huyang the whole time, praying you weren't too late...
The following day, you and Winter both woke up sore and confused, but that is where the similar experience ends. You awoke with Huyang bringing you breakfast in bed, and she was busy getting scolded by Hongjoong from the moment he saw her. “HOW IN THE WORLD DID YOU THINK IT WAS SMART GOING ROGUE, ESPECIALLY ALONE? AT NIGHT???? God, you really are too immature to be in Empress training. Explain yourself.”.
Fighting back tears and trying to ignore the dull ache in her sides, she pleaded her case to Hongjoong, “Listen, I know it wasn’t the smartest thing, but I figured too many people would garner more attention than would be wise, plus I wanted to prove myself.”
Hongjoong chuckles mockingly, “Prove yourself?! You proved nothing except that you have the brain of a high-strung adolescent and that scratching a cheek is all you are capable of. Congrats, truly...." he ended sarcastically.
She continues to loudly defend her actions between sobs caused by the physical and emotional pain she is enduring to no avail. Hongjoong laughs at her existence and exits the room, but not without aggressively hurling a few more insults.
Looking annoyed, Wooyoung walks out of his chambers, ignoring the scene; those two are always fighting. As he was about to ask Hongjoong to spar with him, he noticed that his kyber crystal was only half working. Who just happens to be the nearest sabersmith? Y/N.
Already not being a morning person, plus being done with the constant fighting AND finding out he has to interact civilly with the newest annoyance in his life, created a very dejected Wooyoung. Winter notices the door open and starts begging him to wait for her but gets ignored and starts sobbing more as he makes his way to Y/N’s shop.
About halfway to the shop, Wooyoung is contemplating just taking the entire day and going to the next nearest shop, which would extend your trek from about 2 hours to 5 hours. He just can’t reconcile giving you the satisfaction of him coming to you for assistance. He was also exhausted and wanted to be done with his errand and return home for training and a nap as soon as possible. But what can his pride handle?
Starting on a new series unlike anything I've ever written! It'll be a 2 parter and has more main characters than usual so I whipped this up to be perused as I work on Part 1.
Starting on a new series unlike anything I've ever written! It'll be a 2 parter and has more main characters than usual so I whipped this up to be perused as I work on Part 1.
Summary: After watching your boyfriend cast a spell on the huge crowd of ARMY and yourself with their new song “Pied Piper”, you decide to have your own fun once you get home. Will you regret it, or will you be rewarded? Only time will tell...
Pairing: OT7 x F!reader
Rating: 18+
Genre: pied piper timeline, established relationship, smut, reactions
Word Count: 984
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI. swearing, very explicit content, mention of oral sex (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), dirty talk, slight teasing, pet names, choking, edging, blindfold, sex toy mention, overstim
Author’s Note: me and my bratty ass bestie @starfire21 had this thought ages ago but finally got around to writing it out. Let me know what y’all think!
They have just quoted the line in the song that says, “can’t close your eyes” in a Dom tone, and being the brat that you are, you wink. Their reactions are as follows 🤭
JIN:
*annoyed sputters for a good 10 seconds*
J- you think you’re funny y/n?
Y/N- I mean I wasn’t trying to be funny, I listened didn’t I? One eye stayed completely open.
J- Aish, always finding a loophole. Why can’t you just be good yah?
Y/N- *shrugs with a cheeky look in their eye*
J- Alright, time for WWH to give you a world record number of orgasms. And don’t even think about trying to get me to stop. You asked for this; you know the rules.
Y/N- But jagi... I was only playing!
J- It’s too late for pleading, you decided your fate. You were only playing? Well... it’s simply my turn, you brat.
YOONGI:
Y- *chuckles while standing up*
Y/N- Wait, don’t leave! I was just having some fun; I’ve been horny for hours now, Yoongles...
Y- Yoongles? No pet names can change my mind, kitten.
Y/N- But *pouts* I need you...
Y- *kneels* Oh, you’ll get me, may not be the part you want, but I’ve been craving you too.
Y/N- I mean we both know I want your cock, but I’ll accept your generous offer my king.
Y- *smirks* there’s my good kitty. Now lean back, you’re about to have no choice but to open your eyes since they will be stuck in the back of your head for a while.
HOBI:
H- Oh babe, you’ve just made a grave mistake.
Y/N- Oh? How so? We are both already naked, and we know you can’t resist once I start dripping for you.
H- That’s where you’re wrong. I can resist to make a point when you disrespect me. It’s you who will be begging by the end of this game.
Y/N- Um... I didn’t disrespect you aish so dramatic. Just drop the tough guy act and fuck me already.
H- Such a potty mouth on you today for someone who did no wrong. Don’t worry, love, I’ll fuck every hole you have until they’re begging for mercy.
Y/N- HAH! You really are a pushover! I know how you get after performances; you need to release all that adrenaline.
H- I do, but power trips do the same thing. I said I’d use you but didn’t say I’d let you cum.
Y/N- *panic colors your features* Wait, you can’t do that, not after being the Piper!
H- Oh but I can, and I will to teach you a lesson. Now, get on your knees and put that mouth to better use.
NAMJOON:
N- *clenches his jaw, then pokes the inside of this cheek with his tongue and storms off*
Y/N- * you shout to him* Helloooo? Where did you go? Can’t handle a little joking?
N- *arrives back in the room empty handed and chuckles* Oh I can handle it and you quite well as you know, slut.
Y/N- So why the disappearance? I see no difference.
N- *reaches in his pocket and pulls out a prop from a prior photoshoot* You’re about to not see anything. I kept this as a memento, but it’s about to serve a much better use than a prop.
Y/N- *eyes widen in shock* Wait...I recognize that, I thirsted over that shoot too much but what is this “better use”?
N- Oh, did you? Well, now I get to salivate over how helpless you’re going to be under me. *affixes prop over your eyes as a blindfold*
Y/N- Woah, this is weird. I’ve never been blindfolded.
N- *notices the goosebumps appear over your body at the idea of what is about to happen* Oh angel, this will be fun.
JIMIN:
Y/N- What’s with that look?
J- Oh, nothing. Just got my own idea.
Y/N- Cmon my mysterious mochi, what’s going on in that head of yours?
J- Patience cutie, you’ll see.*reaches over and pulls a brand-new dildo from the drawer*
Y/N- OOH are we going to do DP finally???
J- Nope! I’m going to fuck you with this until you are begging, pleading, and praying to have me instead.
Y/N- But... Jiminie... I’ve been waiting for you the whole time...
J- I guess think before you act out next time baby... let’s see how long you can be good for me yeah?
TAEHYUNG:
T- *starts doing his chewing gum thing and smirks*
Y/N- What are you smiling about? The fact that I was smart enough to come up with a way around your request.
T- *tightly grips your throat* Ha, you’re funny. No, I was just thinking it’s cute that you were dumb enough to think that you had any control in this situation. And it’s not a request. It’s a command from your master. Understand that, my fucktoy?
Y/ N- *gives a strangled moan and nods vigorously*
T- That’s my girl. Now behave and we can both have some fun yeah?
JUNGKOOK:
JK- *raises an eyebrow and fiddles with his lip rings*
Y/N- Cmon, don’t make me wait any longer, I need you...
JK- Don’t worry, jagiya, you’ll have me soon as I get this pretty lingerie off your needy pussy.
Y/N- *blushes and bites lip, nodding excitedly*
JK- Well, now that there’s no obstacle, *shoves 2 fingers into your drenched cunt*
Y/N- *once you regain your breathing* No warning? I mean, I’m not complaining but I’ve had your cock filling me up on the brain since the performance.
JK- Brats can’t be choosers. I would love nothing more than to satiate your longing. But you did this. Now I must teach you a lesson. You said you wanted me; you have me in your tight pussy so stop whining.
Y/N- But that’s not fair, you know me well enough to know what I was craving!
JK- *stills his fingers* Yeah you’re right. I should stop everything and go to the gym instead.
Y/N- Wait no! Please keep going, I’ll be good for you Sir I promise.
HAPPY SATURDAY LOVELIES! Had a rare complete day off from school AND work so slept in but will be working on the last idea from last year (finally) then onto new ideas I can't wait to share with you! Will be posted before 4 p.m. today so keep your eyes peeled 💜💜💜💜🤗😘😘🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🥰🥰🥰🥰🫰🏻🫰🏻🫰🏻🫰🏻🫰🏻
Author’s Note: I got this idea one day while watching his live when he kept changing the song. I hope you enjoy it!!
Summary: You love that your boyfriend is dedicated to being there for ARMY! Except for when it leaves your neediness unattended for hours...
Pairing: idol!Jungkook x gf!reader
Rating: 18+
Genre: smut, fluff, established relationship, one-shot,
Word Count: 2,177
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI explicit content, oral sex (m. receiving), breast play, biting, scratching, breeding kink, pet names, squirting, clit play, slight degradation kink, neck kissing, mention of shower play, edging, sex toy involvement, fingering, choking.
You have been with your boyfriend for almost 2 years, and you adore every side of him, especially how much he cares about being there for Army. After all, you are living their dream after having been one for years and are proud to report that he is just as genuine as he appears to be on the screen!
Returning a little over a week over from Calvin Klein shoots and other promotional schedules from his upcoming tour, he has stayed insanely busy after relaxing only 1 day after he got back. He wouldn’t have even done that had it not been for your pleading for him to take care of himself.
However, his dedication to his work does occasionally come with a downside. Don’t misunderstand, he is the most loving and attentive partner you’ve ever had; he can’t help if he sometimes passes out after talking a big game about what he will do to you later hehe.
Recently, you don’t know what has been in the air or if it’s just been that Jungkook had been extra teasing while he was away, sending you naughty audio messages and sneak peeks at the CK set, but your libido has been through the roof!
You awoke alone in bed and pouted; you had a very spicy dream last night and were determined to have sleepy morning sex with your Koo. Shuffling out in a tank top and your favorite black yoga pants, you soon figure out where he went: the in-home gym...again.
His wanting to stay healthy and in shape wasn’t an issue; you just would’ve rather helped him get his cardio in another way this morning. Only lingering in the doorway, a moment or maybe two more admiring his form, you make your way to the kitchen to fix both of you some breakfast.
Emerging from the room not 5 minutes later, he comes up behind you and kisses the top of your head as he wraps his arms around your waist, “You’re up early, jagiya. Did Bam wake you up?”
Loving how he holds you, you just smile and shake your head, “No, babe, you know he’s always a good boy! Aren’t you, Bami?” The dog jumps in excitement, giving a small howl in agreement; fixing your attention back on your boyfriend, you continue.
Pouting, you say, “No, what woke me up was the other side of the bed being cold...what if I wanted morning cuddles?” You decide to take the cute approach because he had just rocked your world 2 nights ago and didn’t want to show that you were already needy.
He turns you around by the counter after you return the eggs to the fridge and cups your face, giving you the sweetest kiss ever; after he breaks away, he apologizes, “I’m sorry, love, I couldn’t sleep, and you looked so peaceful I didn’t want to disturb you.”
Glancing at the floor, you feign indecision for a second, “Well, I guess you’re forgiven this time. But what if...never mind.” You try to walk towards the stove to start the eggs, but he quickly has you trapped against the counter again with a cheeky look in his eye.
Tilting your chin up, he cocks an eyebrow. “What if what, baby? I know you too well, so I have no idea why you still try to fool me after all this time, haha!”. You shrug your shoulders innocently, but he is onto you.
Picking you up and placing you on the counter, he pulls you towards him by the nape of your neck and whispers in your ear, “I’ll play along for now, brat, but you’re gonna pay when you decide to fess up.”
Nibbling your ear lobe, then leaving a trail of kisses from behind your ear down your neck, he comes back up and pecks you on the nose, then heads off to shower, patting your thigh, saying, “Better let you get to those eggs, yeah?” with a devilish smile.
You get off the counter with shaky legs, his challenging demeanor not helping the urges you’ve been warding off since dreamland. Putting on a high-energy playlist to distract you, you finish off the nutrition-packed meal just in time for him to walk out in a pair of black sweats and no shirt, his long hair already fluffed up, begging to be pet.
After breakfast, you are doing dishes, much to his dismay. He returns from walking Bam to this sight and is instantly upset, “Y/N what are you doing?? Whoever doesn’t cook is the one that does dishes remember? Hello??”.
He didn’t see that you had your earbuds in case he wanted to play online with his hyungs or work on music. Shaken from the trance you were in with a hard slap on your unsuspecting ass, you jump and turn around, “Jungkook, what in the world was that for?!”
He now sees the reason you didn’t respond, and his eyes instantly switch from brat tamer to apologetic boyfriend. Pulling you against his chest, paying no mind to the running water, he spews out, “I’m so sorry, hun. Did that hurt? I didn’t see you had music in your ears. I’m sorry! But what are you doing dishes for anyway huh? That goes against our agreement..” he pouts.
You take a deep breath and reply, “First of all, it’s all right. Secondly, ha! You know it takes more than that. And I know it does, but you’ve been doing a lot lately, so I wanted your free day to be spent how you wanted, whether that was gaming, music, napping, whatever. I promise it was a one-time thing, ok?”.
He furrows his brow and nods, then gives you a gentle kiss on your lips, then says that he is going to go live and talk to the Army once you’re done, but no rush; he is just going to watch Netflix for a while. You smile and nod, kissing his cheek scar before returning to the dishes.
It appears that the moment you shut the water off and go to your shared room to not expose your relationship to Army, the notification pops up on your phone that JK IS NOW LIVE.
You watch along, spamming hearts, not daring to comment for fear you would let some little detail slip and get you both in trouble.
Loving seeing him interact with his fans was a hobby in itself as you couldn’t help but tear up sometimes because you knew how sweet they were thinking he was, was true; you couldn’t get enough of it! Most days.... today was not one of those days.
Hearing him ask permission to use the bathroom, you formulate a plan. If you text him that you are needy, he will surely wrap up the live, genius move!
Instead of replying via text, he just comes into the room and looks at you just how you want him to. He pulls your top down, revealing your exposed already hardened nipples and wasting no time in rolling one between his fingers and swirling his tongue around the other achingly sensitive bud.
It takes no time at all for you to feel like you’re about to cum, but right as you are about to tell him this. He pulls up your shirt, stands up, and says, “Take off your pants, get on all fours, and close your eyes. Quickly!”.
You oblige but a part of you is worried Army will wonder what is taking so long but the other part of you is loving how authoritative he is being right now.
You hear a drawer open and close then two of his slender fingers are pumping into you before you know what is happening. You feel the band about to snap, but once again, your orgasm is ruined.
Starting to whine at the loss of contact, his thumb circles your already throbbing clit for what feels like a whole agonizing minute. Then you feel something enter your pussy that is not Jungkook.
Spinning your head around, you see him darkly chuckling, “What did you do, Koo?” “Oh, you’ll find out soon enough... but no cumming and no removing it or else.” He replies and just walks out of the room, tossing you the box he retrieved from the drawer earlier.
Your eyes widen as you read the details of the box while your boyfriend apologizes for making Army wait so long and thanks them for being patient. Just finishing reading that you currently have a Bluetooth vibrator in your pussy that buzzes according to the music playing.
You look back at the screen and can’t believe the timing. He grabs his microphone as song requests come in and mentally thanks the Army for helping him pull this off quicker than he expected.
He scans the comments for a moment as his music player boots up, and he connects the microphone and his phone (aka your toy controller) to the app on the TV. You hear a beep as it connects, and your breathing becomes shaky in anticipation.
He is kind and starts off with “Hate Everything” by GSoul, which you are thankful for due to the no cumming rule, but it starts to become more of a tease due to the relaxed tempo. Soon enough, you are gripping the sheets, fighting your life as “Mirotic” by TVXQ! plays.
Foolishly, you hope that he won’t prolong this wonderful torture for too long; you are following his rules after all, not that he knows that, but still.
Three more hours of indecisive shuffling later.... everything in you is on the verge of spasming and/or cramping, and you aren’t sure how much longer you can hold out. Thankfully, you hear him say his 5 minutes of goodbyes to the Army, promise to go live again soon, and tell them to sleep well!
Your climax almost overtakes you, just knowing that your relief is imminent. He throws the door open, and you clench around your toy that has been still for several minutes now.
He pulls you up by your neck after forcefully removing the arousal-soaked toy from you. It's more like it slipped out, but you know...
Starting to pull off his pants, you remove your shirt eagerly, and he just chuckles, “Oh lookie what we have here. A desperate little slut. So...did you follow the rules, princess?”.
Nodding enthusiastically, you crawl forward, starting to tug at the band of his new Calvin Klein briefs, but then he grips your wrist, halting your actions.
Confusion shadows your features, as you figured he would be almost as eager as you by now!
He just tsks tsks tsks in the sexy way that you love before he says, “You didn’t think I’d let you off that easy did you? Stupid, pretty little thing, no, no, you are going to do something for me first. To prove that you are worthy of getting fucked after trying to be all secretive this morning.”
You tilt your head to the side like the obedient pet that you are, and he just grins and motions you forward with his finger as he slides down his briefs. Quickly getting the memo, you tease his already leaking tip with your hungry tongue.
Ever so slightly, you attempt to sneak your fingers down to your sensitive bundle of nerves, but all he does is wrap your hair into a ponytail, jerking your head up. “This time is about you earning this dick, not about you getting off just yet. Now focus, my good whore.”
This flips a switch in you, and you lick from under his painfully full balls up the length of his cock to the tip, and in one fail swoop, you take him completely down your throat. With how riled up you are, you are putting on your best performance, and in only a few minutes, he is filling up your throat with his load.
His lips are on yours in an instant, and you can’t help but scratch his back in wanton lust with how long he has been edging you, considering you woke up ready to fuck him awake.
He flips you onto your back and eagerly makes out with your sopping cunt but, once again, stops before relief can find you.
You literally scream in frustration, but then he scoops you up bridal style and sets you on the bathroom counter. and passionately makes out with you as the water heats up.
Once he finally comes up for air, he smirks and then says, “Looks like you’ve been a good girl for me, but let’s move this to the shower as I don’t feel like going out and buying a new bed from being soaked through today. Plus, I can go for another round, and I want to fucking breed you after how sexy you have been today.”
You pout at the teasing but practically leap under the running water, where he makes sure not to keep you waiting and rapidly makes up for lost time.
Author’s Note: I got this idea one day while watching his live when he kept changing the song. I hope you enjoy it!!
Summary: You love that your boyfriend is dedicated to being there for ARMY! Except for when it leaves your neediness unattended for hours...
Pairing: idol!Jungkook x gf!reader
Rating: 18+
Genre: smut, fluff, established relationship, one-shot,
Word Count: 2,177
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI explicit content, oral sex (m. receiving), breast play, biting, scratching, breeding kink, pet names, squirting, clit play, slight degradation kink, neck kissing, mention of shower play, edging, sex toy involvement, fingering, choking.
You have been with your boyfriend for almost 2 years, and you adore every side of him, especially how much he cares about being there for Army. After all, you are living their dream after having been one for years and are proud to report that he is just as genuine as he appears to be on the screen!
Returning a little over a week over from Calvin Klein shoots and other promotional schedules from his upcoming tour, he has stayed insanely busy after relaxing only 1 day after he got back. He wouldn’t have even done that had it not been for your pleading for him to take care of himself.
However, his dedication to his work does occasionally come with a downside. Don’t misunderstand, he is the most loving and attentive partner you’ve ever had; he can’t help if he sometimes passes out after talking a big game about what he will do to you later hehe.
Recently, you don’t know what has been in the air or if it’s just been that Jungkook had been extra teasing while he was away, sending you naughty audio messages and sneak peeks at the CK set, but your libido has been through the roof!
You awoke alone in bed and pouted; you had a very spicy dream last night and were determined to have sleepy morning sex with your Koo. Shuffling out in a tank top and your favorite black yoga pants, you soon figure out where he went: the in-home gym...again.
His wanting to stay healthy and in shape wasn’t an issue; you just would’ve rather helped him get his cardio in another way this morning. Only lingering in the doorway, a moment or maybe two more admiring his form, you make your way to the kitchen to fix both of you some breakfast.
Emerging from the room not 5 minutes later, he comes up behind you and kisses the top of your head as he wraps his arms around your waist, “You’re up early, jagiya. Did Bam wake you up?”
Loving how he holds you, you just smile and shake your head, “No, babe, you know he’s always a good boy! Aren’t you, Bami?” The dog jumps in excitement, giving a small howl in agreement; fixing your attention back on your boyfriend, you continue.
Pouting, you say, “No, what woke me up was the other side of the bed being cold...what if I wanted morning cuddles?” You decide to take the cute approach because he had just rocked your world 2 nights ago and didn’t want to show that you were already needy.
He turns you around by the counter after you return the eggs to the fridge and cups your face, giving you the sweetest kiss ever; after he breaks away, he apologizes, “I’m sorry, love, I couldn’t sleep, and you looked so peaceful I didn’t want to disturb you.”
Glancing at the floor, you feign indecision for a second, “Well, I guess you’re forgiven this time. But what if...never mind.” You try to walk towards the stove to start the eggs, but he quickly has you trapped against the counter again with a cheeky look in his eye.
Tilting your chin up, he cocks an eyebrow. “What if what, baby? I know you too well, so I have no idea why you still try to fool me after all this time, haha!”. You shrug your shoulders innocently, but he is onto you.
Picking you up and placing you on the counter, he pulls you towards him by the nape of your neck and whispers in your ear, “I’ll play along for now, brat, but you’re gonna pay when you decide to fess up.”
Nibbling your ear lobe, then leaving a trail of kisses from behind your ear down your neck, he comes back up and pecks you on the nose, then heads off to shower, patting your thigh, saying, “Better let you get to those eggs, yeah?” with a devilish smile.
You get off the counter with shaky legs, his challenging demeanor not helping the urges you’ve been warding off since dreamland. Putting on a high-energy playlist to distract you, you finish off the nutrition-packed meal just in time for him to walk out in a pair of black sweats and no shirt, his long hair already fluffed up, begging to be pet.
After breakfast, you are doing dishes, much to his dismay. He returns from walking Bam to this sight and is instantly upset, “Y/N what are you doing?? Whoever doesn’t cook is the one that does dishes remember? Hello??”.
He didn’t see that you had your earbuds in case he wanted to play online with his hyungs or work on music. Shaken from the trance you were in with a hard slap on your unsuspecting ass, you jump and turn around, “Jungkook, what in the world was that for?!”
He now sees the reason you didn’t respond, and his eyes instantly switch from brat tamer to apologetic boyfriend. Pulling you against his chest, paying no mind to the running water, he spews out, “I’m so sorry, hun. Did that hurt? I didn’t see you had music in your ears. I’m sorry! But what are you doing dishes for anyway huh? That goes against our agreement..” he pouts.
You take a deep breath and reply, “First of all, it’s all right. Secondly, ha! You know it takes more than that. And I know it does, but you’ve been doing a lot lately, so I wanted your free day to be spent how you wanted, whether that was gaming, music, napping, whatever. I promise it was a one-time thing, ok?”.
He furrows his brow and nods, then gives you a gentle kiss on your lips, then says that he is going to go live and talk to the Army once you’re done, but no rush; he is just going to watch Netflix for a while. You smile and nod, kissing his cheek scar before returning to the dishes.
It appears that the moment you shut the water off and go to your shared room to not expose your relationship to Army, the notification pops up on your phone that JK IS NOW LIVE.
You watch along, spamming hearts, not daring to comment for fear you would let some little detail slip and get you both in trouble.
Loving seeing him interact with his fans was a hobby in itself as you couldn’t help but tear up sometimes because you knew how sweet they were thinking he was, was true; you couldn’t get enough of it! Most days.... today was not one of those days.
Hearing him ask permission to use the bathroom, you formulate a plan. If you text him that you are needy, he will surely wrap up the live, genius move!
Instead of replying via text, he just comes into the room and looks at you just how you want him to. He pulls your top down, revealing your exposed already hardened nipples and wasting no time in rolling one between his fingers and swirling his tongue around the other achingly sensitive bud.
It takes no time at all for you to feel like you’re about to cum, but right as you are about to tell him this. He pulls up your shirt, stands up, and says, “Take off your pants, get on all fours, and close your eyes. Quickly!”.
You oblige but a part of you is worried Army will wonder what is taking so long but the other part of you is loving how authoritative he is being right now.
You hear a drawer open and close then two of his slender fingers are pumping into you before you know what is happening. You feel the band about to snap, but once again, your orgasm is ruined.
Starting to whine at the loss of contact, his thumb circles your already throbbing clit for what feels like a whole agonizing minute. Then you feel something enter your pussy that is not Jungkook.
Spinning your head around, you see him darkly chuckling, “What did you do, Koo?” “Oh, you’ll find out soon enough... but no cumming and no removing it or else.” He replies and just walks out of the room, tossing you the box he retrieved from the drawer earlier.
Your eyes widen as you read the details of the box while your boyfriend apologizes for making Army wait so long and thanks them for being patient. Just finishing reading that you currently have a Bluetooth vibrator in your pussy that buzzes according to the music playing.
You look back at the screen and can’t believe the timing. He grabs his microphone as song requests come in and mentally thanks the Army for helping him pull this off quicker than he expected.
He scans the comments for a moment as his music player boots up, and he connects the microphone and his phone (aka your toy controller) to the app on the TV. You hear a beep as it connects, and your breathing becomes shaky in anticipation.
He is kind and starts off with “Hate Everything” by GSoul, which you are thankful for due to the no cumming rule, but it starts to become more of a tease due to the relaxed tempo. Soon enough, you are gripping the sheets, fighting your life as “Mirotic” by TVXQ! plays.
Foolishly, you hope that he won’t prolong this wonderful torture for too long; you are following his rules after all, not that he knows that, but still.
Three more hours of indecisive shuffling later.... everything in you is on the verge of spasming and/or cramping, and you aren’t sure how much longer you can hold out. Thankfully, you hear him say his 5 minutes of goodbyes to the Army, promise to go live again soon, and tell them to sleep well!
Your climax almost overtakes you, just knowing that your relief is imminent. He throws the door open, and you clench around your toy that has been still for several minutes now.
He pulls you up by your neck after forcefully removing the arousal-soaked toy from you. It's more like it slipped out, but you know...
Starting to pull off his pants, you remove your shirt eagerly, and he just chuckles, “Oh lookie what we have here. A desperate little slut. So...did you follow the rules, princess?”.
Nodding enthusiastically, you crawl forward, starting to tug at the band of his new Calvin Klein briefs, but then he grips your wrist, halting your actions.
Confusion shadows your features, as you figured he would be almost as eager as you by now!
He just tsks tsks tsks in the sexy way that you love before he says, “You didn’t think I’d let you off that easy did you? Stupid, pretty little thing, no, no, you are going to do something for me first. To prove that you are worthy of getting fucked after trying to be all secretive this morning.”
You tilt your head to the side like the obedient pet that you are, and he just grins and motions you forward with his finger as he slides down his briefs. Quickly getting the memo, you tease his already leaking tip with your hungry tongue.
Ever so slightly, you attempt to sneak your fingers down to your sensitive bundle of nerves, but all he does is wrap your hair into a ponytail, jerking your head up. “This time is about you earning this dick, not about you getting off just yet. Now focus, my good whore.”
This flips a switch in you, and you lick from under his painfully full balls up the length of his cock to the tip, and in one fail swoop, you take him completely down your throat. With how riled up you are, you are putting on your best performance, and in only a few minutes, he is filling up your throat with his load.
His lips are on yours in an instant, and you can’t help but scratch his back in wanton lust with how long he has been edging you, considering you woke up ready to fuck him awake.
He flips you onto your back and eagerly makes out with your sopping cunt but, once again, stops before relief can find you.
You literally scream in frustration, but then he scoops you up bridal style and sets you on the bathroom counter. and passionately makes out with you as the water heats up.
Once he finally comes up for air, he smirks and then says, “Looks like you’ve been a good girl for me, but let’s move this to the shower as I don’t feel like going out and buying a new bed from being soaked through today. Plus, I can go for another round, and I want to fucking breed you after how sexy you have been today.”
You pout at the teasing but practically leap under the running water, where he makes sure not to keep you waiting and rapidly makes up for lost time.
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