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bts-ruu · 5 days

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Silk tie

Summary: You are naked on your bed masturbating with Namjoon's silk gray tie. Because you miss him & it smells like him. But what happens when he catches you?

Pairing: DaddyDom!Namjoon X CuteSub!Reader

Genere: Smut with fluff. Minders DNI.

Warnings: established relationship, explicit language, oral sex (m,f), some biting, marking, mean dom!Namjoon, soft dom!Namjoon, daddy kink, punishment, fluff, orgasm denial, nipple play, bondage, dirty talk, use of sex toy, unprotected sex (don't be stupid it's a fic), creampie, squirting, reader is cute, fluff, aftercare.

Word count: 4.7k ish

A/N: this is my first ever fic so please be gentle and let me know how do you like it. Suggestions are always welcome. Also my asks are open too.

The room is filled with soft gasps and ragged breathing of yours. Your plush pink lips biting one end of his silk grey tie in your mouth. Feeling the length of if rubbing against your breast and hardened nipples and continuing to rub on your stomach. The other end of that tie is at your clit. Messing it in your juices.

You know you shouldn’t do this. Oh! but it feels so good. But you miss him & this tie smells like him.

You hold the end of the said tie on your clit & circle it against the bud. Your back arches at the feeling. Your right legs toe grazing on the bed sheet as you pull it up & grazing at your other leg from knee and calf, when going down. Squeezing your breasts with your other hand you repeat the same with the other leg. Pinching your nipples, clenching your thighs together. Making yourself gasp with every touch. Moaning his name. Begging him with closed eyes "I want you so bad." Cursing.

You feel your high coming closer and closer with every movement. You throw your head back to bask in the feeling. You were so overcome with pleasure you could feel your chest heaving. Your lips parted. Moaning his name. You are almost there. Picturing Namjoon hovering above you. His cock in you, fucking you rough. His chains dangling on your face. His hot breath on your face, sweaty naked bodies rubbing on each other, his hairs moving due to thrusting his cock in you, he is grunting, calling you by filthy names. Your high is near. There. It's right there. You can feel it.

But you stop before you cum shaking with need. You hold your hand on your thigh which was rubbing at your clit. Your nails digging into the soft flesh of your thigh. Whimpering, your other hand holds your stomach to stop yourself from clenching. You don't want to cum without him. You don't want to break his rule & anger him.

When you lift your head to look down at your pussy, your breath hitches as you see him standing on a doorway railing at a door frame, hands crossed over his chest. One leg crossing over another & smirk on his lips looking at you. Cocking his one eyebrow up Namjoon asks "enjoying yourself?" You are shocked. Spranging up in a sitting position, you bunch up the tie with trembling hands & roll it around your fingers. You stutter “I.. I.. I.. umm.. I wasn't..” shaking your head, with shuddering breath you try to get the words out “I didn't..” All while he walks slowly towards you- like a predator. Looking at your naked body shamelessly. Seating at the edge of the bed he took the tie from your hands, holding them with both of his hands Namjoon smells your juices on it closing his eyes. A groan almost coming out of his throat. When you finally find your voice, you breathlessly say “I didn't cum.”

He opens his eyes looking at you Namjoon smiles and says "hmmm you didn't." Namjoon cups your face with one hand & kisses you tenderly. The way he is kissing you so gently, shocked you, because you thought he would be angry. He bites your bottom lip & pulls it with teeth looking at your face and lets it go. Stopping the kiss before you have even started it. You wanted to whine but it gets stuck in your throat after looking at him.

Namjoon looks at you with such a hunger, you just keep looking up at him blinking. "Hands." He is panting just like you. Without any delay your body automatically obeys him. You push both your hands up to him. He crosses your hand one over the other & wraps your wrists with the same tie you were using to get off. He pushes your shoulder with the hand that was cupping your face, to push you down & you lie back on bed, staring at him. Namjoon pulls your hands up over your head & tie them to the headboard and looks down at you. Your naked body is shining with a shin of sweat, face flushed and chest moving with every breath you take & exhale. Your core glistening with your wetness. "Fuck you look so beautiful." He confess his thoughts out loud to you. Making you blush, biting on your bottom lip.

Sitting in between your legs he takes off his coat & throws it on his side with left hand without looking where it lands. Namjoon unbuttons his shirt's top couple of buttons with his left hand. Then proceeds to un-cuff his shirt & rolling them up until they reach just below his elbow. Everything while keeping his eyes rolling up & down your body with hunger and lust in his eyes. His chest heaves with short breaths. You gulp looking at him, he looks so fucking hot. You almost moan watching him roll his sleeves like that. Namjoon knows you like it when he does it. He is doing it on purpose. You know it. Still you can't stop yourself from squirming under his gaze with need, biting your lips. Namjoon smirks looking at you. He knows what effect he has on you & it boosts his ego to watch you getting so desperate for his touch.

Rubbing your sides Namjoon hovers over you. He kisses you. This time he kisses you with all the hunger he has been keeping in himself till now. Making you moan. Namjoon takes the opportunity to push his tongue in your mouth, licking at it. Licking your tongue, sucking on it. Sucking your lips, biting it. His hand moves in your hair below your ear. Kissing the corner of your lips he moves to the side kissing your jaw towards your neck, making you buck your hips as it's your weakness. His rough trouser rubbing on your core making you moan louder. He pushes his hips on you to stop you from moving. Your whine turns into moan as he bites on your neck sucking a hickey, marking you. Namjoon moves down leaving trails of wet kisses behind. As he reach your nipple he licks it with a flat of his tongue. You arch your back thrusting your chest more for him to suck & he does it. Namjoon sucks your nipple, bites it, while squeezing the other breast & pinching your nipple with his thumb & forefinger. Throwing your head back on the pillow you moan his name making him growl.

Namjoon descends kissing down towards your stomach. He reaches in front of your core. Laying on his stomach he curses under his breath looking at your glistening core. He looks up at you "Fuck baby you are so wet! You want me that bad?" Nodding you say "Yes. Yes please, I want you so bad." humming Namjoon focuses back on your pussy biting his lips, he rubs his fingers on your pussy making more mess. Rubbing your wetness. He spreads your pussy lips making a V of his fingers & moves his hand in your slit up & down a few times. You again beg "please" bucking your hips up to get him to touch where you want him. He looks up at you as he starts circling your clit making you curse & throw your head back "ughh god." Namjoon dips his head down to lick at your clit, and then sucking it in between his lips. "Fuck just like that" you look down on him & he is already looking up at you. Namjoon hums on your clit making tingles go all over your body. He moves his wet fingers down towards your opening & push 2 fingers in you. Moving them at a slow pace. Arching your back you moan bucking your hips up "Yes. Yes daddy, more." Namjoon increases his speed fucking you with his fingers & lapping at your clit. He holds you down by wrapping his other hand around your thighs on to the stomach. Leaving your clit with a plop he looks up at you & down at his fingers going in & out of you as they come out wetter and wetter than before each time. Your essence flowing down his wrist. He curls his fingers rubbing on your G-spot making you moan louder. Sucking air through his teeth he curses. "Fuck that's it." Resuming his licking on your clit growling on your cunt.

"Ah, ah I am close." You all but whine. But Namjoon already knew, as he felt your walls clench on his fingers. Slowing his speed he moves his lips away from your clit on your hips kissing it, kissing down your thighs & up. You look down begging "Please, please" lifting your hips to get him to push you off the edge to make you cum. Completely halting his movements Namjoon removes his fingers from your pussy. You beg again "Please daddy, let me cum." Trying to entice him with your sweet voice. Licking his lips he looks up at you "But I don't think you deserve it princess." Eyes going wide you stutter "wha.. but.." You thought he was not angry. He looked unfazed when he caught you playing with yourself before. He smiled when you said you didn't cum, and he's been so gentle with you till now too.

You try again "But-but I didn't cum before."

"Yes,” rubbing his fingers over your pussy messily, Namjoon says “but you touched this pussy without my permission. Didn't you, princess?"

You were speechless. Your mouth is gaping like a fish. Namjoon was right. You couldn't deny it. Your chin digging in to your chest as you pout, lowering your eyes from his gaze you mumble "I am sorry."

"hmm you will be"

Your eyes snappes back at him. You gulp because he didn't look angry, but that scared you more. Because it's easy to read him when he is angry. But he is not showing his emotions. Namjoon is smiling at you showing his sexy dimples. Sliding beside you holding himself on his left elbow he kisses you letting you taste yourself as his lips as his other hand runs over your thigh up & down from inside but skipping your pussy. His hand moves towards your hips up on your stomach rubbing it on the other side of your hips down on tops of your other thigh, back up on your sides, on your breasts. Squeezing them. Breaking the kiss he moves his hand towards your breasts & holding your left breast up for him, he licks on the nipple. You shudder under his ministrations. Namjoon nibbles on your nipple while pinching and pulling your other nipple with his fingers. He does the same on your other breast. You try to muffle your moans by biting your bottom lip.

Namjoon comes up with a plop. Sitting up and opening the bedside table drawer & he pulls out your favourite vibrator. Namjoon looks at you & smirks devilishly. You look at his hand & back up at his face gulping audibly. Namjoon kneels beside you, on your right side. You get distracted by the way his trousers strains on his thighs & the way the front of his trouser is bulging with his dick. Namjoon cups your face with other hand & says "eyes up here on me." You fluster because of getting caught ogling at him-by him.

Namjoon rubs the tip of vibrator on your lips you close your eyes, he descends it down your neck your breasts circling your nipples with it, continuing to drag it over your stomach down to your thigh and back up. Namjoon looks at you as he moves the vibrator towards your pussy, dipping the vibrator in your essence he rubs it a few times in your slit & over your clit. You gasp. He switches it on. Making you jump with a surprise. He holds you down with other hand on your stomach & says "God! You are so tiny." His whole palm fits on your stomach. Rubbing the vibrator up & down in your slit for a few times he starts circling it around your clit. He looks at your face contorted in pleasure moaning. He increases the speed & circles it faster on your clit. Your hands pulling at the binds as you buck your hips. "Oh my god fuck" you choke. You could feel the tale tell signs of your orgasm approaching fast because of the 2 denied orgasms. Namjoon looks intently at you, increasing vibrators speed once more. Your stomach is clenching, your hips moving, your back arched, your mouth open-gasping & moaning in pleasure, eyes shut tight, you hide your face in your arms, biting the flesh to muffle your moans, as you don't want to show any signs that you are close. But he knows your body. It's so cute of you to try to hide from him that you are about to cum. It makes him chuckle. Namjoon reads you like an open book. He keeps looking at you intently with furrowed eyebrows. Namjoon pulls away the vibrator just when you thought the band would snap & you would cum. Whining & cursing thrashing your legs. But he just pats your head, brushing your tousled hair. He kisses your forehead praising you "You are doing so good princess." As if you were not thrashing on his bed right now. After some time when you calm down. You are still panting. You want to glare at him, but you know it will worsen your punishment. You feel his lips on yours kissing you so tenderly. But you don't reciprocate his kiss. So he breaks the kiss & hovers over you. You still have your eyes closed, so he says "Look at me princess." You don't want to. But you know better not to disrespect him right now. So you open your eyes and look up at him. Your expressions are just like a small child. Eyebrows furrowed & pout on your lips. He chuckles at you and says "Don't be mad now baby. You know the rules." Cupping your face his thumb rubs on the apple of your left cheek. "Last one. Okay?" You reluctantly nod.

Moving that hand down, Namjoon brushes it on your clit making you hiss with sensitivity. Spreading your pussy lips with it, Namjoon rubs the vibrator again up & down in your slit. Hissing he curses seeing you dripping on the sheets. He holds the vibrator on your opening & turns it on medium speed. Circling it around the clit. He moves the vibrator down in between your pussy lips & up over your clit. You cry louder because of the pain caused by sensitivity. Shooting shock waves all over your body. Moving your hips to get away from it. Pulling at your binds. You are going crazy. Your thighs start shaking.

Namjoon Look up at your face. Your face is flushed & pearls of sweat forming on your forehead. Few of strands of your hair sticking to your forehead. Breathing uneven. Namjoon moves the vibrator down again on your opening. You close your legs not wanting him to put the vibrator on your clit again, trying to trap him down. But he growls & pulls your thighs apart roughly with his left hand. He gets in between your legs making you unable to shut them again like before. He spreads your pussy lips with left hands fingers & holds the vibrator straight on your clit & presses it down firmly on it. Namjoon holds you down by pinning both your thighs with his keens. Looking at your face, greeting his teeth growling angrily at you, as you tried to get away from him. You are crying, tears rolling down your cheeks, begging him for mercy. Your nails digging into your palms. "Please please please daddyyy.. Soor.. Aahh.. Pleh.. Fuck.. Am sorry..” As you feel the tingle go all over you, your body starts shaking with upcoming orgasm, your eyes roll back in your head.

Namjoon pulls away the vibrator at the last moment. Switching it off he throws it somewhere on the bed. You scream and cry because of another orgasm ripped away from you. He rubs your shaking & thrashing legs unpinning them. "Shhhh its okay princess. It's over. You did so well. So good for me." You are still crying behind closed lids. He bends over your body and wipes your tears. Namjoon kisses you, praising you. Kissing your eyes, your cheeks, and your forehead.

After you calm down, Namjoon says to you "You took your punishment so well baby. Are you ready for your reward?" You just sniffle in response. Looking up at him with teary eyes. Pout back on your lips. His thumb rubbing soothingly on your cheeks as his other hand runs on your side of the hips. You look down, digging your chin in your chest again, but he dips his head down as well looking at you, not letting you get away. You hmm. "yeah?" Namjoon is smiling at you, endeared by your cuteness. You nod & say "Yes." He kisses your nose & says "good girl." You whine and sniffle again. Chuckling Namjoon wipes your nose for you & wipes his hand on the sheets. He has to wash them anyway.

His trousers rub on your clit & you hiss. He sits up & takes off his shirt still looking at you licking his lips. But now there is adoration along with lust in his eyes. You can't help but ogle at his buffed up chest & his tight abs. You like it that he is so big. Makes you feel safe. Standing beside the bed he removes his belt & unhooks his black pants removing them. His black boxers barely held his huge cock inside. You could see the wet spot on it. He removes them too. Namjoon's cock springs up on his stomach and he sighs finally being free from tight confines. He holds his cock & gives it a few jerks using his pre-cum as lube. You clench your thighs looking at it. Your mouth salivating with the view. You want him so bad in your mouth, in your pussy. You want him everywhere. Licking your lips when you look up at his face, he is already staring at you with the corner of his lips turned up in a smirk. Cocking his head on the side he asks "You want it princess?” sucking air through his teeth. “You want my cock?" holding it at the base pointing it at you. You bobbing your head up & down you say "Yes daddy."

"Where do you want it?"

"In my mouth." You should be ashamed at how fast you answered. But you don’t.

Namjoon gets back on the bed kneeling beside your head. He rubs his dick head on your lips "Right here? In that sweet mouth of yours?" You could feel his sticky pre-cum on your lips. As he rubs it like a lip gloss on your lips. You lick your lips tasting the saltiness of it. "Uhuh. Please daddy let me suck your cock" looking up at him from your lashes. "So polite. Go ahead princess, open your mouth for daddy." You do open your mouth wide for him & roll out your tongue. Looking up at him. He curses as he slides his cock in your mouth. Holding you with crown of your hair, he starts thrusting his cock in your mouth. Throwing his head back "that's it. Suck daddy's cock like a good girl. Then daddy will reward you by making you cum." You hum around his cock making him thrust his hips hard resulting in his cock going deeper & touching the back of your throat. You gag on him, but don't stop. He looks down at you watching you gag on his cock repeatedly with tears in your eyes. Namjoon comments "fuck you look so pretty like this" petting your head.

When you swallow him he almost cums & pulls out abruptly. Saying "You suck me so good baby." Namjoon bends down cupping your face and kisses you and asks “Are you ready to get fucked now, princess?” Biting your lips you nod and say “Yes.” breathlessly. Namjoon gets in between your legs & rubs his cock in your juices wetting it. His cock rubs against your clit & you whine "daddyyy" he chuckles & says "okay okay." he kiss your nose in apology, but you huff. Namjoon positions his cock at your opening & push it in. You both groan in unison. You are so wet, but all the denied orgasms have made you sensitive & tighter. Keeping his weight on his palms beside your head, Namjoon keeps looking at your face for any inconvenience. He pushes some more, making you gasp, but there are no traces of pain on your face so Namjoon push harder the last time, making his hips touch yours. You whimper because of the stretch. No matter how many times you have done it, it's always a bit hard to take his cock in you. You are always so tight. He gives you a moment to adjust. He rolls his hips in circles to make you stretch & take him.

Cupping your face Namjoon asks "Gwaenchanh-a? (Are you okay?)" You open your eyes & look at him. Smiling you Nod "yes. Please fuck me daddy." Namjoon bends down & takes your lips in his & kiss you as he pulls out almost till his tip & push in hard making you moan. But it dies in his mouth. He sets a slow pace. Letting you get you used to him. After he feels he could move easily he breaks the kiss to look at your face. He wraps your leg around his waist. You hold him tight with both of your legs locking them behind him. His pelvis smacking on your sensitive clit, making your head spin. Whimpering, moaning, crying you hide your face in your arms, biting at your delicate skin. Namjoon goes feral on hearing your delicious sound & warm walls wrapping around his cock. He loves to see you like this-helpless. Taking everything that he gives you. "So good. You take me so well princess." As Namjoon gives you a hard thrust you throw your head back on the pillow giving him access to your delicate throat. He immediately sucks on it. Kissing, licking, biting. He keeps his head in the crook of your neck & shoulder. Biting your earlobe. You buck your hips "fuck fuck harder daddy please" holding himself on his elbow his other hand goes on your hips keeping you in place as Namjoon looks at you & says "Yeah? Harder? You want daddy to pound harder on your sweet little cunt princess?" Panting.

You moan "Yes yes daddy"

"Then take it princess."

As Namjoon starts pounding you harder, rougher, growling as he feels you squeeze your walls around his cock. He changes his angle making his dick head rub that spot every time. It makes you scream louder. "Oh god daddy right there." Namjoon looks down at where you both are connected. Seeing your essence foaming around his cock Namjoon curses under his breath. Both of your bodies are covered in sweat. You could hear squelching sounds of your wetness each time Namjoon thrusts into you. Few of his hair strands sticking on his forehead. His hand cups your bouncing breast squeezing it as he sucks the other, moaning. Namjoons right hands slid down in between your bodies to rub tight circles around your clit making you scream & buck your hips higher & harder "fuck fuck please daddy.. Wanna cum.." Namjoon mumbles around your nipple looking up at you "Go ahead princess, cum for me." as he bites on your nipple looking at your face. Namjoon starts fucking you harder, the headboard’s banging on the wall. His hips smacking at yours repeatedly. You feel tingles all over your body. Your stomach tightening. You feel your high snap any moment now. But something is different. It feels bigger, stronger. Before you could word your worries you cum hard on his cock screaming. You shut your eyes tight and see stars. Your ears ring and you hear Namjoon curse. His voice is fading. You feel him pound harder into you, as he cums right behind you, painting your inside with white and his body falls on you. Still grinding his hips on you riding you both of your orgasms. You whimper with sensitivity. Eyes still closed.

When Namjoon regains his composure, stopping his hips Namjoon looks at you, and cups your face shaking you "Hey princess. Come back to me." When you look at him with half lidded eyes, he kisses you, but you don't kiss him back, feeling too tired. Namjoon asks "you okay? Did I hurt you?" You barely shake your head. With a smug face Namjoon says "You squirted on me. Look." Lifting his hips a little, looking down at your bodies where they are still connected. You try to lift your head, Namjoon helps you by cupping the back of your neck. You see all of his & your lower stomach & thighs, covered in wetness making you gasp. Namjoon just laughs at your reaction. He kisses your forehead. & put your head back on the pillow.

Namjoon pulls out of you making you hiss. Kneeling beside you, he tries to untie your hands, but the knots have gone too tight. So he pulls the bedside drawer open & pulls out a seizure. You look at it at the same time & whine "Nooo don't cut this tie. I like it." Namjoon chuckles & says “But baby the knots have gone too tight. You pulled on it too much." Smirking at you. You pout & say "whose fault is it?" Namjoon laughs & says "Yours." Making you gasp. And look at him with scoff. Namjoon continues "If you hadn't played with yourself with my tie.." Trailing the sentence with a shrugof his right shoulder and tilt of his head. But you still are not having it. So he says "I'll buy a new one for you, princess. Don't worry." Before you could say anything he cut through the knot freeing your hands. Kissing the marks.

Namjoon makes you sit up & gives you a bottle of water from the side table to drink some water. When you take the first sip you look between your legs & see the huge wet spot & choke on the water, coughing hard. Namjoon rubs your back laughing "I know, hot right" You look at him with wide eyes & grin. "Yeah." Sitting on the edge of the bed Namjoon says "We should do that again."

"So you are saying I can play with myself again without your permission?" cocking one eyebrow up with a smirk on your lips.

Namjoon's face hardens. His jaw ticks. He growls "I dare you. I made sure that you won't be able to touch yourself for a few days. Go-ahead, try it, touch yourself." tilting his head in your pussy's direction. You know he is right. You don't think you could even wear a panty. You feel so fucking sore & sensitive. You just glare at him with a pout as he laughs. Holding your face with both hands Namjoon kiss you with loud noise muuuaaaaa. You push him away, making him laugh louder. With fake innocent face he says pouting "Ohh my little princess, come here." Pulling you in his arms. But you push him whining "Go awaayy." Namjoon laughs at your cuteness & scoops you in his arms & you let him smiling afterwords.

Namjoon takes you to the bathroom and helps you shower. He changes the sheets while you wait beside the bed wrapped like a burrito in blanket as you are feeling cold. Namjoon pulls you in bed and holds you in his arms with both naked & satisfied. He kisses your lips softly and says "I love you." you smile up at him "I love you too."

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Don't you dare

Summary: You are overly busty compared to other girls in your school and you are embarrassed about it. You are upset because some girls talk about it and laugh at you behind your back. You heard it. You cry about it saying you hate your breasts. But what happens when you boyfriend Yoongi finds about it?

Pairing: Embarrassed of her boobs Sub! Reader X dom! Yoongi

Genere: smut.

Warnings: explicit language, non con but they are in relationship, oral sex (m,f), biting, marking, mean dom! bf Yoongi, angry Yoongi, embarrassed sub! gf Reader, punishment, nipple play, tit slapping, rough, bondage using hands, hair pulling, dirty talk, unprotected sex (don't be stupid it's a fic), aftercare.

word count: 3k

A/N: I don’t know what I wrote. I was desperate and wrote this filth. It’s very rough and non-consent as they are already in a relationship. If you don’t like this kinds fics please leave now. Also I wanted to post this on Yoongi’s birthday but couldn’t. So here goes nothing. Also comments and reblogs are appreciated.

You are overly busty compared to other girls in your school. And you are embarrassed about it. You are upset because some girls talk about it and laugh at you, behind your back. You heard it. And it’s not the first time you have heard someone talk about you that way. You have been sad from that moment. Yoongi, your boyfriend, has been asking you what’s wrong all day. But you avoid him saying “it’s nothing.” You leave immediately after college without meeting your boyfriend or talking to him.

After college is over Yoongi messages you as you left without him and forces you to tell him what’s wrong. That’s when you tell him that you heard some girls making fun of you because you have huge breasts. And you hate your breasts.

But you don't get a reply on it. So you think Yoongi probably thinks the same too. You are crying & cursing why you have such huge boobs. That’s when you hear a doorbell. You quickly wipe your tears and go and open the door. There you see a very angry Yoongi. One hand on your door frame other on the side of his hips, head hung low and panting as if he had run here. Tonguing his cheeks Yoongi looks up through his eyes only & they are very intimidating.

You stutter “Y-Yoongi? What are you doin-“

But you are cut off by him when he rushes inside your house. He closes the door and turns towards you. He is fuming. You get scared & while stepping back from him you ask “What’s wrong?”

That's what snaps him out. He puts his hand around your waist and another on your shoulders and turns and pins you on the nearest wall as he roars “What’s wrong? What’s wrong you ask me?” You are shocked, your eyes go wide as your breathing starts to turn heavy. You don’t dare say anything. You couldn’t even if you wanted to.

Yoongi roughly holds your left boob & says “this is what you don’t like? This right here” Squeezing your other boob “which drives me crazy every time I see them?” You wail because of his roughness. Yoongi uses his both hands to squeeze both of your breasts & says with a deep voice “Well let me show you how much I love them.” He roughly pulls your t-shirt up revealing your maroon colour bra clad boobs. An Involuntary curse leaves his mouth.

You cover yourself and yell "Yoongi" Yoongi holds both your wrists & pins them near your head. And says " Don't you fucking move your hands." you freeze on the spot.

Yoongi holds your brests up with both hands making your cleavage more prominent. Looking at your boobs kneading them he says “You have no idea how much boys go crazy when they see you. They wait by the stairs when you pass, just to see you walk & your boobs jiggle.” Yoongi roughly pulls both your bra cups down making your boobs spill out of your bra and you gasp. Licking his lips Yoongi continue “Girls get jealous because of that. They want to have what you have. You don't know how much boys get off on the thought of your boobs. I know. I have heard them so many times that I forgot the count.” Yoongi takes off your t-shirt & next goes your bra. He starts to squeeze your breasts very roughly now. More like to hurt you. You whimper because of pain. He looks up at you with a sinister smile and says “But you don’t like them right? So you don’t mind me torturing them.” Words are stuck in your mouth. Yoongi takes one nipple in his mouth & sucks roughly while pinching the other nipple & pulling it out making you moan. He does the same to other nipple. Sucking them, flicking and nibbling your nipples.

Pulling nipple with his teeth Yoongi looks up at you with his expression more of a devil, he smirks. Yoongi steps back and pulls you by pinching your both nipples. Whimpering you walk where he is leading you through your nipples. You feel embarrassed turning your already flushed skin, crimson. He sits on the back of the couch. Making you stand in front of him as he keeps his thighs between your legs. You try to say something but only end up saying his name. “Y-Yoongi”

He doesn't give attention to you but looking at your boobs says “I can make you come just by your boobs without even touching your pussy.” You bite your lower lip but fail to stop your moans as he starts torturing your boobs even more. He bends and rubs his flat tongue on your right tit, he bits it rather harshly and pulls it with his teeth. You scream a little. You hold Yoongi by his hairs to pull him away from your boobs. But he quickly holds both your wrists and pins them behind you with his left hand. He looks up at you, anger still evident in his eyes. With furrowed eyebrows Yoongi asks “Why are you stopping me now? You don’t like them right? These boobs which I love so much mean nothing to you right?” Squeezing it roughly again. You only manage to say “Yoonuunngghh” Yoongi slaps your left boob with his right hand. “Huh? Answer me.” You only cry “Yoongi please.” He slaps both of your breasts hard for a few times. On the side, on top of them. When they are red enough for him, he starts to bite your nipples. You try to get away from him. But he is holding you firm. And says “Stop fighting me & stay still. and take it like a good slut.” You try to say something but only whimpers & moans and sweet pleasure cries come out of your mouth. Yoongi keeps sucking your nipples and skin around it and covers them in hickeys. Yoongi starts to squeeze & suck them alternatively. You can’t help but squeeze your legs together but Yoongi’s thigh is stopping you. You throw your head back cursing, moaning, and panting. You don’t notice your hips moving above Yoongi’s thighs. You are very close to your high. Your pussy clenching & unclenching on nothing. Yoongi looks up at you and mocks you. “Look at you. You're gonna cum because I played with these boobs which you hate so much?” Yoongi spits the word hate. He slaps your left boob “huh?” You cry in pleasure “Please Yoongi, yes.”

“What? you wanna cum now?”

“Yes please Yoongi let me cum”

You look down at him panting with glassed eyes. Cheeks red. Streaks of tears are still evident on them. You didn’t even know you were crying. Flushed skin. Your boobs are red & covered in blotches of red & purple hickeys and Yoongi's finger prints. You look so fucked out. Yoongi growls, squeezing your boobs together and sucking both of them vigorously. “Then cum bitch.”

“Fuck fuck fuck Yoongiiii, ohh god” Cursing you cum in your panties. Without him touching your pussy. Just like he said. Yoongi keeps sucking and biting and squeezing until you calm down from your high. He let go of your hands and you fall in his arms.

Yoongi gives you a few seconds to recover. Yoongi pushes a few strands of your hair away from your face behind your ears, holding back of your head, he thread fingers in your hair and another hand holding you by your waist he says “m not done with you..” You gasp & turn your head to look at him.

He pushes you by your shoulders “On your knees.” And you obey without any argument. You look up at him licking your lips. Removing his belt & jeans button Yoongi says “You will love them by the time I am done with them.” Yoongi pushes his jeans down followed by his black boxers. Yoongi jerks his dick slowly while looking at you. “You see this.” Sighing. ”You see what your boobs do to me? You haven't even touched me & I am this hard.” Yoongi grunts in pleasure of finally feeling some friction on his cock.

With his left hand palm up he holds your face, fingers on both of your cheeks making your lips pout. He taps his dick on your lips & says “Open.” You could feel his pre-cum wetting your lips. You are so tranced by him you open your mouth parting your lips without any obligations. Yoongi push his dick in your mouth and you immediately wrap your lips around his dickhead making Yoongi moan from feeling the warmth of your mouth, throwing his head back Yoongi curse “fuck.” He looks down at you and thrust his hips fucking your mouth at a slow pace. He holds you with your hair, says “common make it nice & wet for me.” Gritting his teeth. You moan around his dick sucking harder, taking him more in the back of your throat. He is moaning “aahh fuck just like that.” You close your eyes to enjoy the feeling of his hard cock in your mouth.

But he removes it abruptly from your mouth, ignoring your whines of displeasure, yoongi holds you by your arm and pulls you up and moves you towards the front of your couch. Yoongi pushes you on the couch making you lay on your back. You look up at him with surprise. Curious eyes go wide. But you don’t dare to say anything. He removes his pants and boxers fully. And straddle you on your stomach. He spits in between your boobs, the action makes you moan. He looks up at you and smirks “Look at you getting turned on by me humiliating your boobs which you hate so much.” You don't say anything. He jerks his wet dick in his saliva in your valley. He squeezes both of your boobs on his dick & starts thrusting it. You moan with him, Yoongi throws his head back fucking your boobs moaning “fuck so soft.” You don't know why but it’s turning you on with the thought that he is using your boobs to get himself off. You squeeze your boobs over Yoongi’s hands. He looks down at you smirking, Yoongi lets go of your boobs & says “Hold them up nice & tight for me.” Yoongi starts pinching & rolling your nipples between his thumb & pointer finger, while thrusting between your boobs. He stops in between and says “Spit on it.” You gather the saliva in your mouth and spit in your cleavage. You both moan. You stick out your tongue and lick his dick head every time it emerges from your cleavage. He is moaning above you looking down at you with half lidded dark eyes filled with lust. You are squeezing your thighs together but it’s not enough. More you want more. Finally you tell him.

“Please Yoongi, please I need you” Yoongi just chuckles. “What do you need slut?” your heart keeps jumping hearing him say such degrading names for you and you love it. You say “Please need you inside me.” Yoongi let go of your nipples and scrambles down your body. He removes your shorts. Your panties are drenched in your juices. He rubs his finger on your slit lightly. You push your hips up to get more friction begging “Please.” He removes your panties & bends down on his knees on the couch. He spreads your legs & looks closely at your pussy. “Fuck look at you. You are dripping. Is it because I played with your body part which you hate the most?” You don’t say anything. Pulling yourself on one elbow you look down at him watching Yoongi lick your juices off from insides of your thighs. He moans with the taste. You bite your bottom lip to muffle your moaning. Yoongi keeps licking around your pussy, in the slit between your pussy lips. But not touching you where you need him the most. He kisses your clit purring. It vibrates through your body. But it’s not enough. You want him inside. You beg him “Please Yoongi.” He looks up at you & with mock innocent expressions and with a pout asks you “What do you want baby?” Frustratingly you say “Please I want you inside me. Your tongue, your finger, your cock. Anything. Please, I want you to fuck me so bad. Please Yoongi.” You pull him by his hairs to where you want him. He shakes his head & get out of your hold & say “Only when u say what I want to hear from you.” and starts licking around your hole.

You throw your head back on couch. “Fuck ugghh Yoongi” He slaps your pussy making you jump because of it's impact. Yoongi says ”Common I don’t have all day.” You don’t know what he wants. But you try “I love you Yoongi” he moves his head in 'no' on your clit & say “uhuh.” You try different phrases which you know he likes, but no, nothing works.

Tears gather in your eyes falling back on couch, pulling your hair, you ask "Fuck Yoongi, what do you want me to say?

Yoongi flicks your clit with his tongue while his finger circles your opening as he says "You already know what I want baby, common you are my smart girl."

"Then it hits you. You pull yourself on the elbow & look down at him. He is already looking up at you. Looking at his eyes you say “I love my boobs so much Yoongi. I love my body & I love myself.”

Yoongi stops licking. His expressions change from happiness to hunger. He quickly comes up & kisses you roughly open mouth sucking on your tongue. You moan into his mouth testing yourself on him. He breaks the kiss & holds your face by fingers on your cheeks & says “Don’t you ever forget that, you understand?” You nod. Yoongi gives you a look of displeasure, by tonguing his cheeks. But quickly you know he wants words. So you say “Yes I understand.” He rubs his cock on your pussy juices looking at you and says “Say it again.”

You repeat “I love my boobs” That’s when his dick head enters you. Uuhhh moaning you throw your head back panting. Yoongi asks you to continue.

“I love m-ah-y body.” Yoongi keeps pushing his cock in you staring at your face for any signs of pain. Half of his dick is in you. “You are doing so good love. Keep saying it.”

“mmmhhh I..I aahh l-love myse-eehh-lf.” Yoongi roughly bottoms out.

Making you yelp on your last word. He is balls deep in you. Both of you are breathing heavily.

With a hoarse voice he says “Again.”

So you repeat. “I love my b-boobs. I love aahh love my body. Fuckk. Yoongi. I love mys-self.”

Yoongi starts thrusting in you fast “Fuck, keep repeating” grunting. Getting off on the way you are loving yourself. Getting off on seeing your confidence in yourself. Yoongi puts his head in the crock of your neck kissing. Biting. Sucking hickeys. You keep repeating between your moans. Yoongi starts squeezing your boobs and kissing the tops of them. You hold your boobs up for him to suck. “Suck my boobs Yoongi.” Yoongi smiles at you and does it happily. Your nipples are too sensitive, sending current to your pussy.

“Fuck m gonna cum Yoongi. i'm gonna cum.” Yoongi looks up at you “Cum angel. Cum for me.” His right hand goes down to circle your clit. That’s what you needed. with few of his fast circles on your clit paired with his rough thrusts and his lips sucking on your nipple, you cum shaking. He looks at you praising you “Good girl. Such a good girl. My sweet, beautiful confident girl. " Thrusting with each word. Yoongi lets you ride your high and asks "Where do you want me to cum baby?” You look up at him and say “on my boobs. Cum on my boobs Yoongi. Paint them with your love.” Yoongi smiles at you lovingly and pecks your lips gently. He pulls out of you and straddles you again. He jerks his dick with one hand using your wetness, while squeezing your boobs with the other hand. You purposely jiggle your boobs for him making Yoongi curse “Fuck” throwing his head back. “Fuck baby” looking down at your boobs, he rubs your nipples with his dick head. Yoongi is taking shallow breaths. “M gonna cum.. Fucking love your boobs” as he shots first spray of cum on your right boob. Yoongi moves his cock on your other boob while still jerking his cock say “Fucking love u Y/N” and spray on your left boob. He keeps jerking his dick, some of his cum lands on your neck, your cheeks & lips. You moan. But your boobs are covered in it mostly. Yoongi literally painted them with his love.

Yoongi falls back near your legs on the couch. He is smiling at you. You're doing the same. You wipe his cum from your lips and cheeks and lick them from your fingers. Grinning at you Yoongi says “Told you, you would love them by the time I am done with them.” You laugh and sit up kissing him and say “Thank you Yoongi.” He wraps his hand around your shoulder and hugs you saying “Anything for you baby.” He quickly rushes inside your bathroom and brings a wet towel and cleans you both.

He cuddles with you pulling you back in his chest. You push your ass in his pelvis. He hiss and you laugh, and Yoongi laughs with you. Yoongi asks "You okay?" you nod and say "Yes, I am good." He kisses softly at the side of your face. Your ears. Your neck. Your shoulders. His hands roam over your body, your hips, your thighs, your sides, your stomach. They come up to your boobs but you hold them “mmmhh m sore. They are painful right now.” Yoongi chuckling says “Sorry baby but you needed a lesson.” You gasped but laugh with him & agree “Yes I did. I am sorry, I won't do it again, I love them.”

“Hmm good girl. Don't you dare do that again. You know what will happen if you say anything negative about you or your body again.” You nod & say “Yes, I know, I Love you.” “ I love you too. Now sleep, you need to rest.” You sigh & sleep in Yoongi’s arms.

A/N : Feww! Finally I completed it. Please share your thoughts & how you like it. Please like & share. Thank you 😊

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bts-ruu · 5 days

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You are mine

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Summary: Jealous Junkook

Pairing: Bf! Jungkook x reader

Genere: Smut. Minders DNI.

A/N: Just writing my filthy thoughts. Hope you like it. Please share with your friends if you like it & please interact with it as well.

Word count: 365 ish

You gifted your boss (secret bf Jeon Jungkook) a pen for his birthday. On same night in Jungkook's birthday party your best friend Jimin flirted with you & you laughed as you both always do this. But jungkook got jealous. He held you by your hand and pulled you out of the place, made you sit in his car & took you to his home. Jungkook's jaws were clenching & his hand on your thigh was sqweezing you possessively the entire drive, till you reached his home. Jungkook pulled you inside & pinned you against the wall beside his door. He held your face with both hands & said "you are mine. You understand. You are Fucking mine." he growl and kissed you. Ypu could smell & taste the whiskey on his lips. He stripped your clothes and kissed you roughly. Junkook pulled you in his bedroom & pushed you on the bed. He pulled the pen you gifted him from his jacket. Jungkook signed each & every inch of your skin with the same pen that you gave him. He kissed the next part of your skin again signing it. Then moved to the next part of your skin. He licked & kissed & sucked & signed. He did it again and again until every inch of your skin is covered with his kisses & his signature. He shredded his clothes & fucked you possesively that night. Repeating "You are mine" & making you say "You are his." after he made you cum numerous of times he cum deep within you, marking you from inside as well. He cleaned the mess between your legs. You were so tired, you slept immediately. Jungkook pulled you in his chest & sleeps hugging you close. On the next day jungkook helped you wash off smudged ink from your skin. But you asked him to sign your heart again. You said "You didn't just signed my body Jungkook; Its engraved in my soul. You own my heart. I love you & only you. I am yours for eternity. In every life I will be yours." That makes his bunny smile come back on his face again. Jungkook kisses you & says 'I love you too Y/N. I am yours just as much as you are mine, for eternity."

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bts-ruu · 7 days

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Run | jjk

pairing: idol!jungkook x fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, established relationship, secret relationship

warnings: dom!jk and sub!reader | explicit language, teasing, marking, biting, overstimulation, breath play, choking, dumbification, dacryphilia, humiliation?, brief spanking, cum eating, mild degrading (one line), praising (forced?), rough sex, unprotected sex | reader is bratty in beginning, reader is secretly fucked over the phone and has to stay quiet, jk gets jealous/possessive | cute beginning to rough smut to loving ending

summary: Jungkook doesn't want you to leave him for some stupid karaoke party so he tries his best to make you stay. Although his intentions start out playful, they quickly grow corrupted, especially after your somewhat hurtful words.

wc: 6.7k

author's note: I really enjoyed making this one. Also my first try at writing second person pov, hopefully there are no errors. Smut is about halfway through, enjoy 😉

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"Why do you guys gotta leave now? Huh?" Jungkook whines.

You glance over at him as you enter the living room, "Because, they made the reservation tonight on accident so we're going a day early. I already told you this."

"I know, but you promised that it would be an at home day. One where we get to relax together."

"Jungkook, I know, but this is a big friend group thing. Not only are my best friends going to be there but so are others. People from university, mutual friends, significant others, and other distant familiars of mine. Everyone knows I'm coming so I can't just ditch them, it'll look bad."

"It's a karaoke thing, right? At the place downtown?"

"Yeah."

"Ughh," he groans, "karaoke? But I love karaoke."

"I know," you huff, "I would bring you with but.. you know," you wave your arm at him, "your status kinda ruins that. Don't really wanna be leaking our relationship just for some stupid karaoke party."

He falls back against the couch, a pout clear on his lips, "How about I schedule a little karaoke party instead? I'll invite the boys, tell them they can bring their girls, and I'll even invite some other friends. That way we can go do karaoke together."

"Sure, but that doesn't stop the fact that I'm also going today."

He sighs, running his hands through his hair, "What about the relaxation day? I'm gonna be busy for like months once the week is over."

You frown, "I know baby, that's why I've been spending so much time with you. It's just one day, alright?"

He doesn't respond as he rests his head against the back of the couch, acting somewhat like a child throwing a tantrum.

You feel bad, horrible even. You want to stay home but the guilt you have from ditching your friends so much lately has been catching up, so you’re practically forced to go. You don't like the karaoke or the party part, but hey there's food. Plus you get to see people you haven't hung out with in a while, so why not.

You finish putting on your jacket and shoes. You then grab your phone from the side table at the entrance.

"I'm gonna go now, I'll be back around 10:30pm, alright?" you say from the door, your fingers on the door handle.

Jungkook looks at you from his spot on the couch, "That long?" he pouts, "Can you at least give me a goodbye kiss? Please?"

You narrow your eyes at him playfully, "Oh alright. But only because you asked nicely."

You take your hand from the door and head over to Jungkook, his lips curling into a smile as you get closer. You reach the couch and he reaches his arms out to pull you in. Once his hand is on the back of your neck he tugs you down, your hand flying out in surprise as you place it on his chest.

What you were intending to be a quick peck on the lips becomes a lingering, deep kiss. One that distracts you long enough from becoming aware of his ulterior motives.

His free hand carefully moves to the one you have on his chest, the hand that holds your phone. His fingers meet your skin as he caresses you softly but you realize a moment too late that he did it for a reason.

Suddenly the phone is stripped from your grasp.

You pull away, eyes opening as you look at your now empty hand. You reach forward to take it back but he just pulls it out of your reach.

You look back at him as you stand up straight, "Jungkook? I need my phone before I leave."

"I know."

Those simple words are enough to make you realize what's happening. The stupid grin on his face and the mischievous twinkle in his eyes only solidify your conclusion.

You can't leave without your phone, he knows that. What better thing to take when he doesn't want you to leave?

You need to grab it, quick.

You grip the back of the couch to have some stability as you reach forward quickly, but Jungkook is faster. He stands up in an instant, the phone still in his hands.

You stare at him in disbelief.

"Is this really happening right now?" you voice your thoughts aloud.

He's acting like a child.

"Yep." he smirks.

"I need my phone."

"Come get it then."

"You're being childish." you say, placing your hands on your hips.

The couch acts as a barrier between the two of you. If it wasn't there you could've already lunged at him and taken it.

"Maybe I am, or maybe I'm just being greedy. Who knows."

You ignore his words as you head to the other side of the couch, but as you do so he starts walking the other way. You stop immediately, your brow raising. He's actually going to run away if you try to get the phone. He really is being a child.

"Jungkook, I'm not doing this."

"Then I guess you're not leaving, huh?" he remarks, the mischief clear in his tone.

You’ve now swapped spots. He's behind the couch where you had been, and your in the front in between the cushions and coffee table.

If it weren't for your guilty thoughts prior to this you'd be mad at him. You’re not angry, just annoyed. If he keeps this up you’re going to be late, so you have to compromise.

"If you give me my phone right now I'll leave as early as possible. That way I can spend more time with you." you put your arm out, your hand within reach of his, "I promise."

His eyes narrow, his gaze moving to your hand, "Hmm," he taps his chin, his head tilting, "it's still a no. I want you all to myself. Like I said before, I'm greedy, so you're gonna have to take this from me by force." he flaunts your phone.

It was foolish to think that he was actually considering your offer. Hell, you were foolish to think he would think about it at all because clearly he never did.

Regardless, you still have to go.

"I mean it."

"So do I."

He's not going to give in, so there really is only one way to go about this. You have to take it by force.

He must've read your mind, because the moment you accept this situation his eyebrow quirks, his smirk returning.

You slowly start walking to the other side of the couch and he mirrors those movements. You get annoyed quickly, your slow walk turning into a sudden fast run.

Jungkook starts giggling, his free hand tracing the top of the couch as he passes by, "You gotta try harder than this, babe. We don't have all day."

"We?" you repeat his words.

"Yeah, you have to make it to your important karaoke outing and I—"

As he's talking you rush forward suddenly, it catches him by surprise and he cuts himself off as he extends this circle to the coffee table.

Your fingers were so close to touching him, and that gave you enough motivation to outright chase him.

His mischievous giggling turns into full out laughter as you track him around the living room. Every time you come close to grabbing him he somehow gets away. He's running slightly faster than you, just enough to get away every time.

"Jungkook!" you say in an exhausted annoyance, "Just give it to me!"

"Not a chance." he grins, making a beeline for the kitchen.

You follow him immediately, but you stop when you realize the predicament. You're at opposite sides of the table, it's the couch situation all over again.

You narrow your eyes at him as you lean forward, your hands clasping onto the chair in front of you, "I'm going to be late."

"I guess you should run faster then." he teases.

You know he has the ability to run far quicker than you, so the fact that you’re getting close enough is further proof that he's just toying with you. It's all just a game to him. He's not tired at all, not one bit, but you already feel yourself getting there.

He's not giving up, but you’re not either. You have to try a different strategy. It's clear that you won't be able to catch him with speed alone, so you'll have to use something else.

Perhaps you could use the environment. No, that's stupid. What would you even do? Throw something at him? That's ridiculous.

Maybe you could distract him somehow by using words to your advantage. That's a great idea.

You stand up straight, your hands still clasped onto the chair, "I actually have to get going. So what's it's going to take?" you ask him.

You don't want to ditch this gathering. Hopefully being genuine will work.

When he doesn't respond you sigh, taking your hands from the chair as you casually come walking over to him. He doesn't move, the distraction is working.

"Kookie, please give me my phone," you put your hand out, "I'll be back before you know it."

You’re right in front of him, just one more step and you can take it from him whether he likes it or not.

As you’re closing in he shifts slightly, and for some reason that triggers your movements to quicken. The casual walk, the soft hand you put out turns into a fast strike, one that makes him alert once again. Alert enough to move out of the way in time, stopping you from grabbing the phone.

You almost had it.

That was almost comical. You were right there. Your distraction was working, but last minute you messed up. You messed up just enough for him to get away.

"Using tricks now? How deceitful." Jungkook hums, now at the other side of the table.

You look up at him, your eyebrow quirking up in slight anger, "It wasn't a trick," you lie.

Even though the words you said were genuine, they were for the purpose of tricking him. Distracting him if you may.

"Honey, I know your lying voice. Nothing gets past me."

What's with him? Why's he being so egotistical when he's the one acting like a child?

You begin walking over to him and as you expected he mirrors you. Your steps mean nothing as you circle around each other, "Jungkook, I'm seriously getting angry."

"Don't care."

"When I go to the karaoke party, I'm staying for as long as possible. Forget about leaving early. When I get home it'll already be tomorrow morning."

He doesn't say anything, he just continues to stay out of your reach.

"I'll sleep in the guest room, and leave you alone. When I wake up, forget about breakfast, we're both going to starve because I'm not making anything."

He just shrugs, he knows it's an empty threat. He knows that either way you’re going to sleep in your shared bed and you’re going to make breakfast. Why would you go to sleep alone in a less comfortable bed, and why would you not make a delicious meal in the morning? That's absurd.

You start throwing out random threats, "Now that I think of it, the party is going to be so much fun. I'll be hanging out with my best friends, and some people from school too. Oo maybe there'll even be some cute guys there." you sigh, "It's not like I can tell them I have a boyfriend if anyone hits on me. Sorry, I'm dating Jeon Jungkook, you know, from BTS." you laugh, "I'll sound like a lunatic."

That gets to him.

Suddenly his movements stop, it's so sudden that you stop too, which doesn't make sense because you’re the one who's supposed to catch him. But it's something else that makes you stop too, it's as if his presence completely changed. The moment you said those words the atmosphere was flipped.

His playful smile, that twinkle in his eyes, the soft giggles escaping his lips, the childish movements he makes as he runs away, it's all gone.

Maybe you went too far. You didn't actually mean any of that, it was just meant as a way to get in his head. Clearly, it worked, a little too well actually.

His gaze is strong, his jaw is clenched, his frame wide, and his eyebrows furrowed.

You definitely did go too far. Sure Jungkook is being annoying but it's all just some stupid game. If he had said something like what you had just done, you would be furious.

You have to apologize.

"Jungkook, I'm—"

"Fucked?" he finishes your sentence.

Your eyebrows furrow, "Huh?" you say, clearly confused.

You watch as he puts your phone into the pockets of his sweats. He then starts walking towards you, his eyes piercing into your own.

"What are you doing?" you question, watching as he slowly makes his way over.

The look in his eyes is dangerous. Not dangerous in a scary way though, you just can't describe it.

You instinctively start moving the opposite way. Mirroring his movements as he had done yours. It seems as if the roles have been reversed.

The hunter becomes the hunted.

The moment you start moving he walks faster. You walk faster as well.

Is this really happening? You were once chasing him and now he's chasing you. You’re both childish.

You start giggling, just as he was doing when you were chasing him, "What are you doing?" you repeat, staying out of his reach.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

"Failing to catch me." you smirk.

He stops.

You stop.

His eyebrows raise, "Is that supposed to be a challenge?"

"Perhaps."

The once tense atmosphere is now purely an actual game. Your annoyance at his childish actions are gone and his anger at your hurtful words is as well.

The moment you see him lift a muscle, you bolt. You both know who the faster one is. In order to stay away from him you have to create distance.

You run to the kitchen island facing him briefly as he follows you. You're on opposite sides, your hands grazing the countertops as you lock your gazes onto each other. He moves left so you go to his right, he goes to his right and you go to his left.

It's continuous until suddenly he bolts forward. You burst out in surprised laughter as you run across the kitchen. You make it to the living room, standing next to the TV as you wait for his next move. He's now standing behind the couch, his eyes beaming in pure joy and you assume yours is the same.

"You're so slow, old man!" you taunt.

He laughs, "Old man? Huh?"

There's a moment of silence as you consider throwing out another annoying meaningless tease, but you decide against it the moment Jungkook starts moving again. You must've taken too long to reply.

He moves to the right and you immediately start going the other way, but it was just a fake because immediately he goes opposite. That movement surprises you as you let out a squeal of laughter, the noise alone makes Jungkook laugh as well.

It's not every day that you act like this. You’re so indulged at the moment that you forget why it's happening in the first place.

You run in circles around the living room, the sounds of laughter filling the room.

When you reach the end of the couch you run over to the kitchen now using the island as cover yet again. Jungkook follows and instead of continuing around the counter, you run through the dining area, pulling out a chair to block him at the last second.

You burst out in laughter as you watch Jungkook almost fall into the chair in your peripheral vision. You brace yourself against the counter as you start laughing so hard that you almost cry.

"You think that's funny?" he says, putting the chair back under the table, "That was a mere obstacle used to delay the inevitable."

His choice of words is just hilarious for some reason. That makes you laugh even harder, actual tears falling from your eyes.

"The inevitable, huh? What's gonna happen when that finally occurs?" you’re curious to hear what he'll say.

His gleaming eyes darken, "I'm gonna remind you of who you truly belong to. Only then will you think twice about threatening me with other guys."

The once playful excitement flowing throughout your body turns into something entirely different.

You almost forgot about the words that caused this whole ordeal in the first place. You truly didn't mean the words that you had said. It was so irrelevant that it almost escaped your memory.

The fact that he remembered it really shows how hard those words hit him, even though it was nothing to you. Yet again, if the roles were reversed you’d have it engraved in your mind as well.

"Oh yeah? Well, you're going to have to catch me first."

His eyebrow raises, and a moment of silence follows as you stare at each other. Your mind races with strategies you'll use to keep him away while he probably contemplates exactly what he'll do once you’re in his grasp.

The longer you stay away from him, the rougher he'll be once he finally catches you. Let's just say, that may or may not be exactly what you want right now.

His lips curl into a smirk as he turns to move forward, "I'm not gonna go easy on you anymore, ____. You'll be caught in seconds."

His words make your heartbeat skyrocket. You were struggling to stay away from him before and he was still going easy on you. Shit.

You do want to be caught, hell, you know you'll be caught either way but that doesn't stop the competitiveness that flows between the two of you.

"Catch me then." you taunt one last time before taking off.

You run through the living room, your legs pushing full force against the ground as you evade his advancing reach. He wasn't lying about not going easy on you anymore. You’re running the fastest you've gone tonight and he's already closing in.

You're both running so fast. He's so close to you that you can practically feel his presence. But since he's running so fast it'll be easy to fake him out.

Once you reach the back of the couch you turn to run around it but at the last second you pivot your body, your goal is to run to the kitchen instead. As you suspected he was unable to turn because of his godlike speed, so you’re able to get away, his fingers grazing your back as you're separated.

You laugh in victory as you reach the kitchen, the thrill of the chase reaching an all time high. That was the first time either of you have touched each other since this game began. If you wouldn't have done that move he would have caught you there.

He doesn't waste time as he turns to you in the kitchen, you run away immediately, not taking any chances. He's so focused on catching you that he's not speaking, and you’re so focused on staying away from him that you’re not saying a word either.

As you run to the living room, you strip the jacket you forgot you were wearing from your body. You throw it behind you, hoping to use it to your advantage. It only helps as a brief distraction, Jungkook's gaze leaves you for a fraction of a second. But in that second you slip between the couch and the coffee table whereas he's on the other side of the couch.

For a moment you stop briefly, thinking you had distracted him with your jacket for longer. His gaze snaps from the jacket on the floor and to you as he stops. You feel a grin spread across your face, did he give up?

He suddenly reaches forward and grabs the back of the couch and in one swift movement, he vaults over it. You’re unable to react, both because of how fast he did it and how impressive that was.

Time seems to slow as you watch his hand reach toward you. Your eyes widen, and you twist your body to run away but at that moment his hand grasps your wrist. His grip is like iron as he tugs at you slightly making you lose your balance.

Before you know it you’re on the couch, your back falling onto the soft cushions. It's only once he places himself on top of you, his knees placed on either side of your legs, that you realize you’re fucked.

As a last resort you’re about to push him away, but he catches both of your hands before they collide with his chest. He then brings them down and pins them above your head with his tattooed arm.

The inevitable occurred, he just caught you.

He won.

Your gazes lock on one another, "Any last words?" he teases, voice low.

Your chest heaves as his words echo through your mind. The adrenaline from the chase still coursing through your veins as you take in deep breaths. Although your senses are practically heightened, your previous defiance is gone. It's impossible to keep up the act with him on top of you like this, his eyes devouring as he restrains you from above.

It's all so intense, you can barely speak.

"Fuck me, Jeon." you say, your voice breathless.

He groans at your words as he leans forward, your lips meeting in a hungry kiss. The moment your lips meet your brain turns into mush. Jungkook takes his hands away from your wrists, trailing them down your arms and to your chest.

He pulls away from your lips, his eyes meeting yours briefly before they trail down your clothed body. His fingertips graze over your breasts as he makes his way to the hem of your shirt, pulling it off of you in seconds.

You reach forward to grab his, sitting up slightly from your spot below him, but he stops the advancement, pushing you back down. A surprised gasp leaves your lips as the back of your head hits the cushions.

When you try to reach forward again he grabs your prying hands, "Take it off." you whine.

"Did you forget who's in charge here?" he lets go of your arms, his eyebrow raising as if he's challenging you to try again.

Although the split between who dominates is almost equal between you, he still lets you do what you want when he's on top of you. So having him deny you something as simple as that ignites the flame of competitiveness within you again. If he wants you to listen he's going to have to make you.

"Ah, Jungkook, please," you croak, "more."

He lets out a throaty chuckle, "What's that baby?" he teases, "What do you want?"

"More."

It's so hard to speak, your head is cloudy, your body is rigid, and your breathing is unsteady.

"More what?" he presses, his hands squeezing your ass so hard you can feel the imprint of each of his fingertips.

You try to say something but the moment you do he lifts his hand and spanks you. A high-pitched whimper escapes your lips as you feel yourself involuntarily clench around him.

If it weren't for your clouded mind you'd be embarrassed at your current state. You rarely get this submissive. You feel so dumb, but in a good way, and you know Jungkook is loving every second of it.

"What's that baby?" he does it again, earning another gasp from you, "I need you to speak up."

The sting from his hands is still lingering on your skin, "More, please, I need—"

Your words are cut off by a sudden loud ringing noise. For a moment you think it's all in your head but when you feel Jungkook reach down you realize what it is.

Your phone is ringing.

Even through your fucked out state you realize who it might be. You try to look back at Jungkook but before you can, his free hand shoots down, pushing your face further into the cushions.

"Jun—"

"Oh it's your friend," he says over the ringing, "she's probably wondering where you are, huh?"

You moan out in response. That's definitely the case, and she's without a doubt wondering just that. You told her you would come to the party, and you would have been there by now if it wasn't for Jungkook. He changed your plan for the whole night.

"Too bad you're too fucked out to do anything. Tell her you can't make it."

You’re a second too late to realize that he answered the call. He puts it on speaker as he holds the phone next to your face.

"____, where are you?"

Your friend's voice is able to put some sense back into you, but only enough to speak.

"I—" suddenly Jungkook starts moving again, slowly this time. You cut yourself off, trying not to let out any kind of noise.

This cannot be happening.

Sure Jungkook's been rough countless times before, but not this much. What's this supposed to be? Sexual humiliation?

You don't know what realization is worse. The fact that this situation could end up badly or the fact that you like the thrill of it.

"What? You cut out." she says.

"I can't come, I'm sorry." you say, your voice strained.

Jungkook's free hand starts traveling down your body, his touch soft yet teasing.

"Wait why? Most of the others are here. The food just came out, I know that was the part you were excited for the most."

Jungkook's hand reaches the base of your stomach, his fingers grazing over your clit. You suck in a whimper as you force your face into the cushions, but unfortunately, that wasn't enough. Before you’re able to successfully evade making any noise he places his fingers down and starts to massage the bundle of nerves teasingly.

You’re unable to hold back a muffled groan that you attempt to cover up with coughing.

"____? Are you okay?"

Jungkook leans down, his lips grazing your ear opposite of the phone, "Keep it together." he whispers, "Don't want her to figure out what's going on, now do we?" he warns.

"Hello?"

You turn your head back to the side, about to respond. But being the bastard he is, Jungkook leans down and begins sucking at the skin of your neck, his lips grazing over the sweet spot under your ear.

You purse your lips, brows furrowing as you gather the strength to speak, "Yes, hello, I'm so sorry." you apologize, your mind hazy, "I don't feel too good right now."

Jungkook bites down on your neck, and his fingers press down harder. You feel a knot forming in the pit of your stomach.

"Shit." Jungkook groans into your ear, quiet enough that the phone won't pick it up.

His groans only add to the feeling in your stomach. It's all so much, his cock slowly fucking into you, his fingers playing with your clit, his lips sucking at your neck, his groans, the heat of his body above yours, and the thrill of not getting caught.

If your not careful you might cum too fast. You have to get off the phone, and you have a feeling Jungkook won't hang up, she will have to.

"Oh no," she pouts, "really? What is it?"

Leave it to your friends to want to know all the details. You have to say something to make her satisfied.

"My stomach," Jungkook makes a particularly hard thrust, one that halts your words momentarily, "I must've gotten food poisoning or something. It's so bad."

Your eyebrows knit together as you try to contain yourself. The feeling in your stomach is getting stronger. You’re getting close, too close, and you know Jungkook can feel it.

"Oh.." she hums, a sigh following, "well I hope you get better."

Yes, finally, she's gotta hang up now, right?

"But that doesn't change the fact that I'm sad. Ughh," she groans, "we haven't hung out at a place like this in forever."

Of course not.

A pang of annoyance flows through you momentarily but that's quickly replaced by pleasure as Jungkook starts nipping at your neck, quiet groans falling from his lips that go directly into your ears.

"I know," you say, your voice quiet as you force those words out, "but it's not like it's something I can control."

"I know.."

Jungkook shifts slightly, his cock somehow hitting the perfect spot. You let out a silent scream as you feel yourself clench against him, your hand shooting out to stop the movements of his fingers.

You’re close.

"Fuck," Jungkook groans, "did I hit your sweet spot baby? You're so tight." he whispers into the shell of your ear, his words going straight to the knot in your stomach.

He pulls out suddenly before slamming back in, hitting that spot again. You’re unable to hold back the cry of pleasure, but you turn it into a coughing fit to hide it. His lips are kissing the skin of your neck, and you can feel him smile at your reaction.

You’re so close.

"I'm literally gonna throw up," you say to the phone, "I feel like—shit." the last part comes out more desperate than what you had intended.

"Oh god, I better get going then." she says.

Yes, finally, now hang up.

"But first you have to promise that you'll make it up to me."

Why won't she hang up?

You hiss in clouded annoyance as your hand meets the one that Jungkook has on your stomach. First you have this asshole humiliating you and now you have this bitch on the phone who's letting it happen.

You’re so screwed. All you have running throughout your body is pleasure, anger, and adrenaline. You can't even filter your own thoughts anymore.

"Promise me—"

"Yes!" you exclaim, the annoyance clear in your tone as you speak, "I promise okay?"

The steady rhythm of Jungkook's fingers is adding up, it's too much. You’re actually going to cum. Your hand around his tightens, a silent plea for him to stop, to slow down, anything.

But he doesn't listen, he just continues his movements throughout your body. His cock hits the perfect spot every time he enters as his experienced fingers destroy your sanity. He silently chuckles, the rippling of his laugh clear against your back.

You've had enough of this, you have to hang the phone up yourself. You let go of his hand, and use all of your strength to quickly reach up in an attempt to swipe the phone away from him.

But you fail.

He quickly moves it away, his finger hitting the mute button, "Nice try ____, but that's not going to work."

"Jungkook, please," you plead, "hang up. I'm so close. Please."

"I know, baby, just let it go."

You whimper, he's not going to hang up. You were right, you have to make her hang up and you have mere seconds to make that happen.

Your friend said something while Jungkook was speaking but you have no idea what it was. You’re only able to hear the last part of what she says, ".. could also go there too but that could always be for another time."

"Son of a bitch." you groan in annoyance at the both of them, your eyes are screwed shut so hard it hurts.

You’re right on the edge.

"Excuse me? I thought you would've liked that idea." she sasses, thinking that you were saying that in response to her words.

Jungkook must have unmuted, but you couldn't see. You literally can't open your eyes. That asshole.

"Fuck," you say, coughing as you hold back a mewl, "shit, I'm literally going to throw up. What is wrong with you? I have to go." you ramble out in a clouded state of anger.

"Fine, okay, remember you promised to—"

"I know, I—" you cut yourself off as your hand flies over your mouth.

You’re right there, you can't hold it back much longer. It feels too good, you’re going to explode.

"You what, huh?" she says, expecting you to follow through with your words but you can't.

"Jesus Christ, hang up! Fuck!" you yell, your mind is so clouded that you burst out without thinking.

"Geeze, okay. Bye."

The moment you hear the beep that signals the ending of the call you explode. You can't hold it back anymore.

You cry out as your body is flooded with pure pleasure. It's so extreme that you feel your thighs shake, and your insides convulse around Jungkook's length.

"Fuck, it—" you gasp, "feels good. I can't—"

Jungkook lets out an amused laugh, "Didn't know you were into stuff like that. Who knew you could be such a little bitch, moaning in front of your friends?"

Your eyes are shut so tight it hurts, spots of white clouding your dark vision.

"I wasn't—" you croak out, unable to defend yourself as the feeling of pleasure continues, not showing any signs of declining.

"Just had to let them know who makes you feel so good. Who is that, baby? Who makes you feel good?"

"You." you practically whisper, all the energy in your body being whisked away at the trade of euphoria.

"Louder."

"You, Jungkook. You make me feel so good."

His hips stutter, his cock twitching. He's close. He drops the phone onto the floor, his hand grasping your neck as he pulls you up against his chest. The new position makes a new wave of pleasure flow through you. One that's laced with pain as he increases his pace.

You let out an almost pornographic cry, one that would've killed you of embarrassment if you were able to hear it. His other hand continues the circles around your clit, the once pure pleasure laced with pain from the oversensitivity.

"Wait, stop," you gasp, "I'm sensitive. It's too much."

He lets out a delicious cold laugh, "You can take it, I know you can. Can't you?"

The little bit of competitiveness inside you is enough to make you nod. You can take it, not only because of that competitiveness but because of the simple fact that you want him to feel good. It's been a while since he's been so rough.

"Tell me you can."

"I can," it hurts so good, "just for you."

He groans at your words, "That's right. All for me. You're mine baby, only mine."

The hand around your neck holds you tighter as he presses down at your pressure points. The lack of air only heightens the feelings from below.

"I'm yours." you repeat, not a thought behind your mind as those words escape your lips.

You’re lost, so lost in the feeling of him.

"Shit, you're clenching so much. I'm close." he rasps, a small whine following his words, his hand around your neck loosening.

You can barely hear him, but it was enough to understand bits of it, "Cum for me, please." you say in a breathless whisper, "I wanna feel you."

His hips stutter, his cock twitching, "I'm—" he cuts himself off with a whimper, one that surprises you considering the circumstances.

The moment his hand leaves your neck you feel a sudden wave of ecstasy. You gasp, your hands clawing at his, "Jungkook, I'm cumming again, fuck."

You both tip over the edge together. It's so strong you feel the breath being ripped from your lungs. Even through your heightened state of extreme pleasure, you can feel him cumming, his hot slick mixing with your own.

"Shit, baby," he says, his hand on your clit slowing down as he rides you through your second orgasm, "I knew you had it in you."

It's so good, it's too good. The pain, the pleasure, all of it. You haven't came this hard in a while. You feel literal tears forming in your eyes.

You let out broken cries, it's hard to even tell exactly what you say, but you assume it's a mixture of both his name and curses. Hot tears spilling down your cheeks as you completely let go.

Once the pleasure finally dies down, your brain is empty and your body is so tired it's limp. Jungkook notices this as he gently sets you down on the cushions, his now softened cock pulling out.

Your chest heaves as you attempt to gain back your breathing.

Jungkook hisses as he fully backs away, sitting down on the couch, "Fuck, you made a mess."

All you’re able to do is hum as a response, the post-orgasmic bliss still clouding your mind.

Before you can react you feel Jungkook's hands grasp your ass, pulling you up as he dives in. The moment his tongue meets your folds you whimper.

"Ah, fuck, it's too much, it hurts." you cry, your vision becoming blurry with tears.

All he does is laugh, the vibration of it causing painful waves of overstimulation to flow through you. You stuff your face into the cushions to muffle your cries as Jungkook cleans up the mess, making sure to lick up every last drop of your essences.

When he's finished he gives your cheeks one last squeeze, "So sweet," he teases as he leans forward, "you're so good for me, you know that?"

You groan as you lift your face up from the cushions, "Mhm.." you hum, resting the side of your face back down on the couch.

You literally can't move, your body is too heavy.

Jungkook's arms hook around your waist as he flips you over, your back resting against the couch and your messy hair falling against your face. You’re too tired to push it away, the silky strands of hair tickling your nose.

Jungkook giggles as he leans forward, softly pushing the hair out of your face, "I really did fuck the shit out of you, huh? So tired you can't even lift a finger."

"Mhm.."

He grins, his eyes scanning your face as your eyes flicker shut, "Did you learn your lesson?"

"Mhm.."

"Tell me, what'd you learn?" his head dips down, his lips leaving soft kisses on your stomach, kisses that turn into nips.

He’s marking you.

When you don't respond he bites down particularly hard, and a groan escapes your lips, "Tell me, use your words." he orders.

The kisses slowly trail up to your breasts as he creates a line of bruises.

"I'm yours." you say, the words slurred and quiet.

"Hm? I can't hear you." he hums, his soft kisses turning rough.

Your eyebrows furrow and your eyes remain closed, "I'm yours, Jungkook. Only yours." you repeat, your voice stronger but words still slurred.

His lips reach your collarbone, "Say it again."

"Jungkook," you whine, "I'm yours."

He smiles against your skin, satisfied with your answer, but you continue, the words leaving your lips without a second thought, "You're all I think about, all day, just you."

His fingers find your waist as he massages your sides, his lips kissing your skin and teeth biting down softly.

"You're perfect. You're my everything. I'm yours, and you're mine." you continue.

He lets out a breathless moan as he reaches your neck, "I'm yours." he says.

His words give your rigid body a temporary boost of strength as you lift your arm. Your hand rests on the back of his neck as they move forward, your fingers tracing his jawline.

You open your eyes as he leans back at your touch, his eyes meeting yours. The moment your eyes meet an unspoken moment of silence passes, pure adoration melting each of your hearts.

How did something so rough lead to a soft moment like this?

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BTS Audios

Since so many of you ask for audios, here are links to some of the audios I’ve been recommended and enjoy. The yt ones keep getting taken down so if you like one - download it! We’ve lost too many good audios from yt 😩.

I’ll try to keep this updated over time. Let me know if any links don’t work or audios get taken down. Also if you find any that could be added, it would be fab if you shared them with me!

Seokjin

Yoongi

Hoseok

Namjoon

Jimin

Taehyung

Jungkook

OT7

Real Moans

Namjoon 1 | 2 |

Jin 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |

Yoongi 1 | 2

Hobi

Jimin 1 |

Tae 1 | 2 | 3

Jungkook 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |

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AGUST D ✦ 해금 (HAEGEUM)

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Void - Part 9 - Tuesday (M)

title banner by @rude–jude♡

Genre: Sci-fi with a little angst and a LOT of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (yup - all seven)

Summary: You are the only female crew member on a 12 year space mission with seven handsome men. The sexual tension is real, y’all.

Word Count: 5.7k

Part 9 / ?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Warnings: explicit sexual content, entirely too much discussion about semen, some jealousy, possessiveness and slut-shaming, semi-accidental voyeurism

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A rush of cold air against your sweaty skin makes you shiver. It’s much cooler out here in the hallway than in the steamy sleep pod behind you. You leave Jungkook behind in the sleep pod, still getting his clothes back on, but your lingering arousal stays with you.

You’ve barely made it two steps into the hallway when the door across from you opens. Jimin leans against the door frame. Damn, he looks good. He has the sleeves of his dark blue jumpsuit tied around his waist, leaving him in just a loose white t-shirt that rides up his arms as he crosses them.

“Well, good morning to you,” he says. “And what have you been up to this morning?” The smirk on his face makes it clear he knows damn well what you’ve been up to this morning.

“Umm…” You wiggle your hips in discomfort, the remnants of Jungkook sliding between your thighs.

Mercifully, Jimin doesn’t actually make you tell him what you’ve been up to. “Do you have a minute to talk?” he asks, beckoning you to join him in his pod.

Lord, you really don’t want to have an awkward relationship conversation with Jimin with Jungkook’s semen still inside you. You try to brush him off. “I have a lot of work to do this morning, Jimin.”

He snorts. “Seems like you’ve already gotten a lot done.” He lets the statement hang there as he smirks at you again. It’s very annoying how hot he is right now.

The click of the door latch behind you startles you into action. The last thing you want is to be trapped in this narrow hallway with both Jimin and Jungkook. “Yeah, okay,” you say, diving into Jimin’s pod before Jungkook sees you.

“So should I plan on waking up to the sound of you fucking other men every morning or only on Tuesdays?” Jimin asks as he closes the door.

“Well, not on Thursdays.” You are trying to flirtatiously deflect, but irritation flashes across Jimin’s face.

“Yes, well,” he mutters. “I guess I’ll just wait my turn.”

“Hey, you suggested sharing first,” you reply defensively.

“With one man, not six.”

“Why does the number matter?” You’re already carving yourself into pieces to make them all happy, why did it matter how many? “You’ll still get your turn.”

“Bah!”Jimin stomps his foot in frustration. “I’m not some toddler who is bad at sharing a toy! I don’t want to have you just because it’s my turn.” He almost reaches for you again, but drops his hands in defeat. “I want you to want me.”

You sigh. “I do want you, Jimin.” Even first thing in the morning, with his dark hair falling loosely over his forehead, he’s the prettiest man you’ve ever seen. How can you explain that you are genuinely and specifically attracted to all of your crew members without sounding like a floozy? “I’ve wanted you ever since I watched that damn video of yours. And long before that too.”

“Really?” He bites his plush lower lip. “How long?”

You fold your arms and lean back against the other side of the pod. Memories come back to you of your space walk training at the bottom of the ICSE pool. Jimin always hated the overly warm training suits and would strip out of them long before reaching the men’s locker room. His sweaty t-shirts would stick to his skin, slightly translucent. It was impossible to keep your eyes off him as he’d laugh with the other guys and brush his hair back off his forehead, indifferent to your presence. “Longer than you’ve wanted me,” you finally answer.

His eyes widen in surprise. “On Earth?” he asks.

You nod. You chastise your past self for ever thinking that your insatiable thirsting for your crew wouldn’t become a problem eventually.

“Shit.” He runs his hand through his hair. “I had no idea.” He steps closer to you. “You were always so closed off.”

“Well, I’m not supposed to want you. Wanting you is highly inconvenient.”

He smiles as he leans in. “But you just can’t help yourself?” He glances down to your lips.

“Oh, don’t look so smug.” You push against his chest as his hands find their way around your waist.

“I’m allowed to be smug.” He rests his forehead against yours. “The hottest woman in the universe wants me.”

You roll your eyes. “I’m the only woman in your—“

But his lips are on yours before you can finish your sentence, one hand gripping your waist as the other finds its way to the nape of your neck, pulling you deeper into the kiss.

All your arousal that had been simmering just below the surface comes rushing back as his fingers caress your neck and along your jaw. His lips are just the right balance of soft and firm. You moan as he breaks away from your lips to begin kissing down the side of your neck.

“But then how can you only want me on Thursdays?” he asks between kisses. “I want you every day. Mondays. Tuesdays. Wednesdays. All the time. God, I haven’t even bothered to remember what day of the week it is for the last two years and now it’s all I can think about.”

“I obviously don’t only want you on Thursdays.” You gasp as his hand finds your breast over your jumpsuit, closer to the surface then it would normally be since you abandoned your shirt with Jungkook. “I’m just trying to be fair.”

“Fairness is overrated.” He sucks on the junction of your neck and collarbone as you tilt your head back to give him more access. “Shit, are you not wearing a shirt?”

His hand is on your zipper before you can answer, tugging it down to discover the answer for himself. “Good lord,” he mutters, hands caressing your bare sides and breasts. “Where is your shirt?”

“I’m having a bit of a laundry problem.” You run your fingers through his hair, holding tight as he peels down your bra and runs his tongue across your nipple. “Somehow all my clothes are covered in cum.”

He groans out loud at that, sinking to his knees as he kisses down your belly, following the opening in your jumpsuit. “Shit, really? Jungkook?” And then he pauses and looks up at you. “What did he do?”

“You really want to know?” You ask and Jimin nods. You laugh. “It’s more what I did to him.”

“Tell me,” he urges. “And take this off.” He tugs at the bottom of your zipper.

“Made him beg.” You shrug out of the jumpsuit, in your bra and panties once again. Your panties stick to you where Jungkook’s remnants have merged with your own arousal. Jimin’s eyes are glued to them. “Rode him until he came inside me.”

Jimin licks his lips and looks up at you. “Can I see?”

You tilt your head curiously. “That doesn’t bother you?”

He laughs a little, shaking his head. “Maybe it will later, but right now, it’s just super hot.”

A whole new rush of heat runs through you as you slide your panties down. This is the dirtiest thing you’ve ever done. One man kneeling rapturously in front of you to see you covered in the release of someone else. It’s debauched and it’s glorious. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you wonder if you should stop this and wait for Jimin’s assigned day, but your logical brain vacated its post the moment Jimin knelt in front of you.

“You do like being messy, don’t you?” He runs a careful finger along your labia and your legs tremble. “Doesn’t matter whose cum it is, does it?”

“Fuck, Jimin, please.” You tug on his hair, needing him to do something, anything.

He gathers a glob on his finger before flicking it to the floor. He stands up and kisses you again, the hand sticky with cum now caressing your cheek. It’s both tender and filthy. And then he’s turning you around to face the wall of the pod. “Bend over.”

Your legs are trembling so hard you have to cling to the wall, but you allow him to guide you down so you’re bent at ninety degrees, hands on the wall, ass out. You hear him strip out of his clothes and then a finger slips inside you.

“God, you’re so wet.” His hands grip your hips as he replaces his finger with his cock. “How many times did he get you off?”

Jimin eases his way into you and the tenderness makes you groan. “He didn’t,” you pant.

“Amateur,’ Jimin scoffs. He reaches around to your front and finds your sensitive clit. The trembling in your legs gets stronger as he begins rolling his hips.

“He wanted to,” you gasp. “Didn’t let him.”

“Don’t even care about your own pleasure, huh? Just want to take all the cock you can?” He pairs the teasing with a firm pressure from both inside and out and you’re shattering around him, unable to deny how much it turns you on to be used by them all.

You hear the smile in Jimin’s voice, how proud he is of himself, as he tightens his grip on your hips and speeds up his pace.

“You’re mine now though. You were mine first and you’ll always be mine. Whenever any of them fuck you, I’ll fuck them out of you. Replace them with me. The only cum you’ll be carrying around inside you is mine.”

He stills, leans over to kiss your back and neck as he fills you up. You can feel his self-satisfied grin against the skin of your back.

He slides out of you, patting your ass as he goes. Your whole body flushes as yet more cum leaks from you. God, you’re a mess. He kneels down behind you and picks up your panties, sliding them back up your legs.

“That’s better,” he says as he slides them up and over your ass, trapping his cum against you.

“Uh, thanks,” you reply, completely at a loss for what to say as a weird cold feeling begins churning in your stomach. You have the sudden worry that Jimin is going to expect every day to go like this, even those that aren’t his. “Gonna go clean up now.”

Jimin grins and kisses your cheek. “See you soon,” he whispers.

______________

And so you find yourself once again attempting to de-sperm yourself in the space toilets. Another tinge of doubt washes over you as you stare at the flimsy compostable toilet paper and contemplate trying to do this every day for the next 12 years. Is that what you’ve committed yourself to? Multiple times a day? Multiple men per day? Surely they will grow bored of you eventually, right? This falls way outside your mission parameters. Maybe you should call this whole thing off.

Despite your best efforts with the toilet paper, you’re still gross and sticky. Your jumpsuit and underwear are gross and sticky too. There’s nothing for it. You need a shower and some clean clothes.

Showers weren’t an everyday luxury on the Minos. You could only manage once or twice a week without outpacing the water reclamation system. Technically you weren’t due for another day or two, but you couldn’t wait any longer.

The showers and the laundry machines sit in the same section of the ship near the water tanks. Before heading there, you jog back to your sleep pod to gather up the rest of your dirty laundry. Jungkook is long gone. Your shirt/make-shift blindfold lies thrown in a corner. As you gather up your scattered clothes, the stink of your laundry makes another way of regret wash over you. You were only one and half days into your new plan and all your clothes are covered in bodily fluids. This is exhausting.

The laundry machines and showers also happen to sit right next to Yoongi’s workshop and you can’t help wondering about him as you walk in that direction. You haven’t seen him since your striptease in the kitchen.

“Okay, I’m in,” he had sent you. It betrayed so very little of what he’s thinking. And the question of what exactly he wants from you is still unanswered. But at least he has admitted to wanting you. Your stride slows as you pass his workshop, scanning with your peripheral vision while trying to look like you aren’t checking to see if he’s in there.

But the workshop is dark and empty. Whatever his feelings for you, they will remain a mystery for now.

God, what is the matter with you? You’ve already fucked two men this morning and here you are pining for a third. That can’t be normal, can it? The ICSE really fucked up when they decided to send the world’s horniest woman on this mission.

You continue to chastise yourself as you load your laundry into the machines. The laundry machines sit in a vestibule just outside the showers with a door to the hallway that locks, so you are able to strip off the clothes you are wearing now as well and run them through the laundry while you shower. Removing your wet underwear makes you cringe. How have you managed to go from “first woman to pass the orbit of Mars” to “woman with two different men’s semen in her underwear”?

You’re so preoccupied with your self-slut-shaming that you don’t hear the water running behind the shower door. The door was unlocked and there weren’t any clothes in the machines, so you just assumed the shower was empty. But you are wrong.

Flight Engineer Min Yoongi is standing in the shower completely naked and dripping wet. His back is to you as he washes his face. His long dark hair runs down over his shoulders. When did his hair get so long?

He doesn’t see you, face still covered in soap, but turns his head as the door clicks open. “Hey! Occupied!” he calls out.

“Oh shit!” you curse, backing up. Shit. You’re naked too. Shit. All your clothes are in the washing machine and must be soaking wet by now. You attempt to cover yourself with your hands as you debate how to get out of here.

“Oh, is that you, Officer?” he chuckles, wiping the soap and water from his eyes before turning to greet you, smirk on his face. “I thought I wouldn’t be seeing you until Friday. Come to get a sneak peek?”

Your face is on fire, you are so embarrassed. “Shit, sorry, I didn’t know anyone was in here.”

He looks totally calm, running his gaze up and down you luxuriously. “No worries. We are in a ‘consensual sexual relationship’ now, aren’t we? Or should I be hiding my dick from you Saturday to Thursday?”

His demeanor is infuriating and you feel so foolish. “Why didn’t you lock the door?”

He shrugs. “Tuesdays are my shower day. No one is ever here but me.” He looks you up and down again and there is really no hiding anything from him. “The real question is what are you doing here?”

Shit. How do you get out of this conversation? “I, umm, needed a shower.”

He laughs, turns off the water and shakes his head, long hair sending drops of water flying around the sealed room. “You know this plan of yours is gonna fuck with our whole shower schedule, right?”

It’s hard to focus on what he’s saying as he wraps his hand around his hair and pulls it up into a bun behind his head.

“When did your hair get so long?” Your voice is higher pitched than normal and you grimace.

“Oh yeah…” He tucks one of the shorter loose strands behind his ear. “It’s been getting in my way. I was going to ask if you might have time to cut it on Friday.” He pulls a towel from the wall behind him and wraps it around his waist.

“Oh, no, no, no…” you rush out, heart skipping a beat at the allusion to your day with him.

“Oh.” He frowns. “Okay. That’s fine.”

“No, I just mean, don’t cut it.” You giggle nervously. “I just mean, uh, it looks good. As is.”

“Aha.” He grins and you watch a water drop glide from his jaw down his throat. “Well, in that case, I imagine there are more enjoyable things we could be doing…” He walks closer, and reaches toward you as your heart races. You close your eyes and give up trying to cover yourself as his warm wet body comes right into your personal space. “On Friday,” he finishes, reaching the door handle behind you and popping it open.

God, you hate him. “Um, yeah, sounds good,” you mutter as you dive out of his way.

“Looking forward to it,” he replies, eyes dark with intention, before heading out the door. “Enjoy your shower, Officer.”

______________

A shower has you feeling much more like yourself again. But when you get to the kitchen for breakfast, you nearly walk right back out when you see who’s gathered around the table.

Jin, Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung are all sitting at the table, munching on their breakfasts. The prospect of sitting next to three different men you’ve watched orgasm in the last 24 hours makes the idea of eating feel entirely impossible. Not to mention the very hot man you are just pretending to sleep with. How has your life gotten this messy?

You are about to flee down the hallway when Jin looks up and makes direct eye contact with you.

“Good morning!” Jin greets you and suddenly all four men’s eyes are on you. “Come sit with us!” He pats the chair next to him. “Taehyung made scorched rice.”

Your brain helpfully chooses this moment to remind you that the last time you saw Jin, you came on his face.

Taehyung nods enthusiastically and mumbles through a mouthful of rice. “There’s plenty left.” He swallows and gestures to the pot on the cooktop.

Jungkook springs up from his seat. “I’ll get you some!” He pulls out the chair between him and Jimin, not the one Jin was suggesting. “Have a seat.”

“Oh, uh, thanks, but I need some coffee too.”

“I’ll get it!” Jimin pops up too. “You rest.” He also clearly gestures at the seat that would put you next to him and Jungkook. Jin frowns slightly, while Taehyung bites back a laugh.

“Oh, okay…” You run out of objections and sit down at the table while Jungkook and Jimin run to bring you breakfast. “This really isn’t necessary,” you mumble, but they’re not listening.

Jungkook returns first with a bowl of stew and a plate of scorched rice for you and then sits down next to you. The memory of him on his knees begging to touch you flashes across your mind.

You take a bite of your food as the other men at the table resume eating. Jimin returns a minute later with your coffee. You take a sip and grimace at the too sweet concoction. Jimin still doesn't know how you take your coffee.

“Something wrong?” Jimin asks.

You swallow it down. “No, it’s fine. Thank you.”

There’s a few moments of silence while everyone eats, before Jin nudges Jungkook with his elbow. “Seems like someone got a pretty early start this morning, huh?” he says teasingly.

“Jin!” you gasp as Jungkook chokes on his food. “You can’t just say things like that!” You pat Jungkook on the back to make sure he doesn’t die.

“What?” Jin shrugs. “Isn’t everything supposed to be out in the open now?”

“Mmm,” Taehyung nods, hiding his mouth behind his hand as he laughs. “Like the bonobos.”

“Fucking bonobos.” Jimin groans.

“It seems more awkward not to talk about it.” Jin continues. “We all heard him in there. Why pretend otherwise?”

Jungkook finally manages to swallow. “You heard us?”

“The walls aren’t thick,” Jin laughs. “Impressive that you can go two rounds that early in the morning. Ah, to be young.”

“Two rounds?” Jungkook frowns in confusion. Your entire face feels like it will melt off. Jimin says nothing, but his hand finds your knee under the table next to him and squeezes it.

“Speaking of,” Taehyung interrupts. “Can I take you on a date tomorrow night?”

“We can take you on dates?” Jungkook asks.

“Um yeah, sure.” You answer both questions at once. “Though it’s not like there’s really anywhere to go.”

“Don’t worry. I have a plan,” Taehyung nods smugly.

“Can I take you on a date today?” Jungkook interjects. “Or do you only get one shot per day?”

“Uh… I don’t know. I didn’t really make rules that specific.”

Jimin’s thumb traces small circles around your knee and it’s a reminder that you’re not really sticking to even the limited rules you set out in the first place. Seven men is entirely too many men.

The conversation is mercifully interrupted by a shipwide message on your tablets. It’s from the commander.

“A reminder to all crew members that any activities of an intimate nature are to be conducted in the privacy of the sleep pods. They are not appropriate for the public areas of the ship, which are monitored and recorded.”

The choice to put this in a written communication rather than an in-person conversation is surprisingly passive aggressive for Namjoon.

Taehyung looks at you. “What did you do?”

“She took all her clothes off in the kitchen!” Jin laughs.

“Excuse you! I covered the camera! You’re the one who ran me ass-first into our commanding officer!”

Jin sighs in delight. “Man, you should have seen his face.”

Jimin’s hand slides further up your leg and you’ve had enough. “Thank you all so much for breakfast, but Hoseok must need me in the lab by now.” You gather the remainder of your breakfast into your arms and back out of the kitchen. “I’ll see you later.” You’re not even sure which man you’re talking to. All of them really. There’s no escape. You will see all of them later.

____________

For all your attraction to Hoseok and disappointment that he hasn’t signed your form yet, at the moment, you are a bit relieved. Hoseok puts on another science podcast and the two of you settle into your work for the day, safe in the knowledge that no one will come to proposition you.

Or so you think until the end of the day, when Jungkook shows up at the lab door with a large plastic storage bin under one arm. Hoseok spots him first.

“Hey, JK, what’s up?” he asks. “Do you have more samples for us?” He gestures to the box under Jungkook’s arm.

“Oh, no.” Jungkook swallows, glancing down at the box. “It’s actually food.”

“Food?” Hoseok asks.

Jungkook steps farther into the lab. “I was hoping to treat our biologist to a dinner date.”

“Oh!” You and Hoseok are surprised in unison.

“So you two are dating now?” Hoseok asks, looking back and forth between the two of you with raised eyebrows. “I thought this whole thing was just...”

He trails off without saying the rest of the thought out loud and a frown line appears between his eyebrows.

“I’m not really clear on myself.” Jungkook takes this as an invitation to put the bin down on the lab counter and turn to you. “What are the rules exactly? Are we dating? Are we dating all the time or only on Tuesdays? Is it time-bound and when does it end? Does it end at midnight or can we fall asleep together? Can I hold your hand? Can I kiss you? Can I only kiss you on Tuesdays?”

Hoseok’s frown deepens and you rush to cut off Jungkook’s torrent of questions. “It’s not dating,” you try to explain. “We’re not…It’s not a relationship. I’m just trying to help people fill the void of what they’re missing from Earth. Like if they miss dates, we can have dates.”

“But it doesn’t mean anything?” Hoseok asks and you are totally stumped for what he wants the answer to that question to be. “You’re just pretending to be together one day a week?”

“It’s not personal…” you reply, glancing back and forth between the two men, unsure which one you should be reassuring right now.

But how could it be personal when you’re the only option? Like obviously they wouldn’t be choosing to date you on Earth. None of them chose you at all. They just miss sex and relationships and you can help them with that. But you can’t let yourself pretend it’s real. Or that it’s about you.

“Nevermind.” Hoseok begins packing up his stuff. “It’s none of my business. I’ll leave you to your date.” The word “date” has a sarcastic bite to it that is unusual to hear in Hoseok’s voice. The temperature of the room seems to drop as he slings his supply bag over his shoulder and leaves.

Jungkook turns away from you and busies himself unpacking food from his box onto the counter. His shoulders are a bit slumped and you really wish you could have talked to him alone. “It’s nothing fancy,” he mutters. “Just some sandwiches and drinks.”

You walk over and rest your hand on his shoulder. “That’s really thoughtful, Jungkook, thank you.” He freezes for a moment when you rest your hand on his back, then sighs and leans into your touch.

“I’m sorry,” you murmur as you rub his back. He tilts his neck back and forth and groans in a pleased way. “We can hold hands. If you want. And you can kiss me.”

That’s all the greenlight Jungkook needs as he spins around and pulls you into his arms, He gives you a hungry kiss, then pulls back. “God, I would love you seven days a week if you’d let me.”

“I know, Jungkook.” A real tinge of sadness creeps into the edges of your mind. You can imagine a world in which it’s just you and Jungkook, passing the time to Europa in an endless string of orgasms and increasingly athletic sexual positions on every surface of the ship as he finds new ways to get you off. You hear Yoongi’s voice chastising you again. Nobody actually gets what they want.

But your regrets quickly melt away the more you kiss him. His kisses are full of fire and desperation. If anything, he seems even more eager than he was this morning. The memory of him kneeling before you, begging to be inside you, is intoxicating.

“I owe you an orgasm,” he murmurs between kisses.

You can get on board with that plan. “Maybe we skip dinner,” you say as you start steering him toward the door.

He finds your zipper. “Aww, but I worked so hard. I can get you off and we can still have time for dinner.”

Your hand stops his from pulling down the zipper any further. “Jungkook, this is the lab.”

“So?” Jungkook is too focused on running his hands up and down your hips and ass over your clothes.

“So…” you grab his hands to get his focus back on your face. “Namjoon said sleep pods only.”

There is more to it than that. Something about the lab feels particularly like a betrayal. But it’s hard to put into words.

“Oh come on, he just doesn’t want us on the cameras.” He starts guiding you by your hips toward the lab bench in the corner next to the door. “But I know where all the camera blindspots are.”

“I don’t know…”

“Just let me show you.” Continuing to kiss you, he slowly backs you up into the wall just to the right of the door. He leans his forearms on the wall above you, caging you against the wall in between the door and the lab counter. “Pull out your tablet,” he commands.

The camera feed of the lab visible on your tablet appears to show an empty room. “See,” he says, kissing your neck. “No one here. Nothing to see.”

He picks you up and sets your ass on the edge of the lab bench. You like being manhandled by him more than you care to admit. He wiggles his eyebrows mischievously. “And this gets you to just the right height…” And then he’s dropping to his knees again.

“I don’t know…” Your position up on the counter allows you to see out the window in the center of the lab door and out into the hallway. “What if someone sees us?” You want to sound concerned, but honestly the idea has you squeezing your legs together enthusiastically at the risk.

“They can’t see us from the main hall. They’d have to be coming into the lab.” Jungkook’s hand cups your jaw and turns your face back down to him. “Watch me.”

God, he’s so hot. Muscular hands and large eyes fixed entirely on you.

“Okay, okay, but be quick about it.” You shuck your jumpsuit and underwear down your legs.

“Yes, Ma’am.” He starts tracing little circles with his fingers up one thigh and trailing soft kisses up the other. “You remember when you were cutting my hair?”

“Yes….” you groan as his fingers reach the very top of your thigh, just short of where you really want them.

“And you were pulling my hair and using it to get my head in just the right position?”

You nod, ability to speak temporarily suspended as his mouth reaches the tender skin where your thigh meets your hip.

“Well this is all I’ve been dreaming about since then. So feel free to hold on.” He scoots even closer on his knees, resting your legs on his shoulders and guiding your hands to his hair.

You weave your hands through his soft dark hair and he groans. Arousal floods through you at the sound, your body responding in kind to how turned on he is. And then he dives in.

He starts slow, but firm, no hesitation. Long slow strokes of his tongue around your clit, holding a steady rhythm.

“Fuck,” you gasp. “How are you perfect at this too?”

He chuckles, so self-satisfied. “I’m a fast learner. Now will you relax and stop thinking?”

And you give yourself permission to let your guard down. To close your eyes. To relax into the sensations, the pleasure, the slow steady build. You’re so wet and open you barely notice when he slides a finger inside you, but you do jolt forward when he matches that steady pressure on your clit with internal pressure from his finger. It’s so good, you moan out loud and grip his head tighter.

Your eyes remain tightly shut, but you can hear his grin as he groans. “I’m going to make you come so hard.” The pride in his voice, the pleasure, it’s irresistible.

And the pleasure builds and builds until it is overwhelming, almost beyond what you can tolerate, hands clenched in his hair for dear life, unsure if you’re trying to pull him off or press him in further. But the stubborn man holds his position, even as your hips buck against his face. “Fuck, Jungkook, fuck…”

And you’re breaking, shattering into pieces under his tongue and clenching hard around his fingers.

“Ugh…” you groan, leaning your head back on the lab cabinet behind you. Your breathing slows as you calm down, fingers still tangled in Jungkook’s hair as you open your eyes.

There’s a face in front of yours when you open your eyes. His eyes are so dark that it takes you longer than it should to realize that they're not Jungkook’s eyes. Jungkook is still down on his knees as you process that the other man is standing in the hallway, watching you through the window.

“Shit,” you gasp, yanking Jungkook away from you. “Hoseok…”

How long has he been there? How much did he see? Was he watching you? His gaze flicks up from where he’s been staring at the connection between you and Jungkook and meets your eyes. The intensity there is so overwhelming that it’s hard for you to make sense of it. Is it anger? Lust? Disgust? Then his eyes go wide as he realizes you see him and he disappears from view.

“Not exactly the name I was hoping you’d yell when you climaxed on my face…” Jungkook grumbles as he stands up and wipes his face on the sleeve of his jumpsuit.

“Shit, sorry,” You reply as you frantically fight to get your clothes back on. “He was here, he saw us. I have to go.”

“But…” Jungkook gestures across the lab. “I brought dinner.”

“Sorry,” is all you can manage before you race out into the hallway.

“Hoseok!” you yell as you run down the corridor. “Hoseok, come back!”

He’s not in the kitchen. He’s not on the bridge. “Officer Jung, report your location,” you try on your radio, but receive only silence.

You are panting by the time you reach the sleep pods. The door to his is closed. “Hoseok!” you shout as you bang on the door. “Hoseok!”

You hear shuffling around inside the sleep pod and know he’s in there. “Hoseok!” you yell, almost on the verge of tears. “Hoseok, please talk to me.”

The door opens just a crack, not enough to see him. “Please, Hoseok, I need to talk to you,” you plead.

“I… I… can’t.” he stammers. “I can’t right now. Please. Just… just go away.”

Your stomach is full of lead as you shuffle into your own sleep pod next door and rest your head and arms against the wall, desperately trying to catch your breath.

He hates you. You disgust him. You’ve betrayed everything you stand for. You’ll never be able to work in the lab again.

A small knock on the door interrupts your thought spiral.

“Hoseok?” you ask optimistically, scrambling to get up.

“No, Jungkook again.” The hot ball of shame in your guts glows even brighter.

“I’m sorry, Jungkook, I can’t right now…” If you see anyone else, you’re going to cry.

“I have dinner for you.”

“I’m sorry.” The idea of eating anything right now feels entirely impossible. “I’m not… I’m not hungry.”

A long exhale comes from the other side of the door. “Okay, goodnight.”

You collapse to the floor of your sleep pod as the weight of all your shame and guilt and irresponsible choices crashes down upon you.

_____

Part 10 coming soon! Apologies for leaving it there, but I promise the next update will be done much faster than this one. Thank you very much to anyone and everyone still interested in this fic.

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words to use when writing

Appetite:

craving, demand, gluttony, greed, hunger, inclination, insatiable, longing, lust, passion, ravenousness, relish, taste, thirst, urge, voracity, weakness, willingness, yearning, ardor, dedication, desire, devotion, enthusiasm, excitement, fervor, horny, intensity, keenness, wholeheartedness, zeal

Arouse:

agitate, awaken, electrify, enliven, excite, entice, foment, goad, incite, inflame, instigate, kindle, provoke, rally, rouse, spark, stimulate, stir, thrill, waken, warm, whet, attract, charm, coax, fire up, fuel, heat up, lure, produce, stir up, tantalize, tease, tempt, thrum, torment, wind up, work up

Assault:

attack, advancing, aggressive, assailing, charging, incursion, inundated, invasion, offensive, onset, onslaught, overwhelmed, ruinous, tempestuous, strike, violation, ambush, assail, barrage, bombard, bombardment, crackdown, wound

Beautiful:

admirable, alluring, angelic, appealing, bewitching, charming, dazzling, delicate, delightful, divine, elegant, enticing, exquisite, fascinating, gorgeous, graceful, grand, magnificent, marvelous, pleasing, radiant, ravishing, resplendent, splendid, stunning, sublime, attractive, beguiling, captivating, enchanting, engaging, enthralling, eye-catching, fetching, fine, fine-looking, good-looking, handsome, inviting, lovely, mesmeric, mesmerizing, pretty, rakish, refined, striking, tantalizing, tempting

Brutal:

atrocious, barbarous, bloodthirsty, callous, cruel, feral, ferocious, hard, harsh, heartless, inhuman, merciless, murderous, pitiless, remorseless, rough, rude, ruthless, savage, severe, terrible, unmerciful, vicious, bestial, brute, brutish, cold-blooded, fierce, gory, nasty, rancorous, sadistic, uncompromising, unfeeling, unforgiving, unpitying, violent, wild

Burly:

able-bodied, athletic, beefy, big, brawny, broad-shouldered, bulky, dense, enormous, great, hard, hardy, hearty, heavily built, heavy, hefty, huge, husky, immense, large, massive, muscular, mighty, outsized, oversized, powerful, powerfully built, prodigious, robust, solid, stalwart, stocky, stout, strapping, strong, strongly built, sturdy, thick, thickset, tough, well-built, well-developed

Carnal:

animalistic, bodily, impure, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, libidinous, licentious, lustful, physical, prurient, salacious, sensuous, voluptuous, vulgar, wanton, , coarse, crude, dirty, raunchy, rough, unclean

Dangerous:

alarming, critical, fatal, formidable, impending, malignant, menacing, mortal, nasty, perilous, precarious, pressing, serious, terrible, threatening, treacherous, urgent, vulnerable, wicked, acute, damaging, deadly, death-defying, deathly, destructive, detrimental, explosive, grave, harmful, hazardous, injurious, lethal, life-threatening, noxious, poisonous, risky, severe, terrifying, toxic, unsafe, unstable, venomous

Dark:

atrocious, corrupt, forbidding, foul, infernal, midnight, morbid, ominous, sinful, sinister, somber, threatening, twilight, vile, wicked, abject, alarming, appalling, baleful, bizarre, bleak, bloodcurdling, boding evil, chilling, cold, condemned, creepy, damned, daunting, demented, desolate, dire, dismal, disturbing, doomed, dour, dread, dreary, dusk, eerie, fear, fearsome, frightening, ghastly, ghostly, ghoulish, gloom, gloomy, grave, grim, grisly, gruesome, hair-raising, haunted, hideous, hopeless, horrendous, horrible, horrid, horrific, horrifying, horror, ill-fated, ill-omened, ill-starred, inauspicious, inhospitable, looming, lost, macabre, malice, malignant, menacing, murky, mysterious, night, panic, pessimistic, petrifying, scary, shadows, shadowy, shade, shady, shocking, soul-destroying, sour, spine-chilling, spine-tingling, strange, terrifying, uncanny, unearthly, unlucky, unnatural, unnerving, weird, wretched

Delicious:

enticing, exquisite, luscious, lush, rich, savory, sweet, tasty, tempting, appetizing, delectable, flavorsome, full of flavor, juicy, lip-smacking, mouth-watering, piquant, relish, ripe, salty, spicy, scrummy, scrumptious, succulent, tangy, tart, tasty, yummy, zesty

Ecstasy:

delectation, delirium, elation, euphoria, fervor, frenzy, joy, rapture, transport, bliss, excitement, happiness, heaven, high, paradise, rhapsody, thrill, blissful, delighted, elated, extremely happy, in raptures (of delight), in seventh heaven, jubilant, on cloud nine, overexcited, overjoyed, rapturous, thrilled

Ecstatic:

delirious, enraptured, euphoric, fervent, frenzied, joyous, transported, wild

Erotic:

amatory, amorous, aphrodisiac, carnal, earthy, erogenous, fervid, filthy, hot, impassioned, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, raw, romantic, rousing, salacious, seductive, sensual, sexual, spicy, steamy, stimulating, suggestive, titillating, voluptuous, tantalizing

Gasp:

catch of breath, choke, gulp, heave, inhale, pant, puff, snort, wheeze, huff, rasp, sharp intake of air, short of breath, struggle for breath, swallow, winded

Heated:

ardent, avid, excited, fervent, fervid, fierce, fiery, frenzied, furious, impassioned, intense, passionate, raging, scalding, scorched, stormy, tempestuous, vehement, violent, ablaze, aflame, all-consuming, blazing, blistering, burning, crazed, explosive, febrile, feverish, fired up, flaming, flushed, frantic, hot, hot-blooded, impatient, incensed, maddening, obsessed, possessed, randy, searing, sizzling, smoldering, sweltering, torrid, turbulent, volatile, worked up, zealous

Hunger:

appetite, ache, craving, gluttony, greed, longing, lust, mania, mouth-watering, ravenous, voracious, want, yearning, thirst

Hungry:

avid, carnivorous, covetous, craving, eager, greedy, hungered, rapacious, ravenous, starved, unsatisfied, voracious, avaricious, desirous, famished, grasping, insatiable, keen, longing, predatory, ravening, starving, thirsty, wanting

Intense:

forceful, severe, passionate, acute, agonizing, ardent, anxious, biting, bitter, burning, close, consuming, cutting, deep, eager, earnest, excessive, exquisite, extreme, fervent, fervid, fierce, forcible, great, harsh, impassioned, keen, marked, piercing, powerful, profound, severe, sharp, strong, vehement, violent, vivid, vigorous

Liquid:

damp, cream, creamy, dripping, ichorous, juicy, moist, luscious, melted, moist, pulpy, sappy, soaking, solvent, sopping, succulent, viscous, wet / aqueous, broth, elixir, extract, flux, juice, liquor, nectar, sap, sauce, secretion, solution, vitae, awash, moisture, boggy, dewy, drenched, drip, drop, droplet, drowning, flood, flooded, flowing, fountain, jewel, leaky, milky, overflowing, saturated, slick, slippery, soaked, sodden, soggy, stream, swamp, tear, teardrop, torrent, waterlogged, watery, weeping

Lithe:

agile, lean, pliant, slight, spare, sinewy, slender, supple, deft, fit, flexible, lanky, leggy, limber, lissom, lissome, nimble, sinuous, skinny, sleek, slender, slim, svelte, trim, thin, willowy, wiry

Moan:

beef, cry, gripe, grouse, grumble, lament, lamentation, plaint, sob, wail, whine, bemoan, bewail, carp, deplore, grieve, gripe, grouse, grumble, keen, lament, sigh, sob, wail, whine, mewl

Moving:

(exciting,) affecting, effective arousing, awakening, breathless, dynamic, eloquent, emotional, emotive, expressive, fecund, far-out, felt in gut, grabbed by, gripping, heartbreaking, heartrending, impelling, impressive, inspirational, meaningful, mind-bending, mind-blowing, motivating, persuasive, poignant, propelling, provoking, quickening, rallying, rousing, significant, stimulating, simulative, stirring, stunning, touching, awe-inspiring, energizing, exhilarating, fascinating, heart pounding, heart stopping, inspiring, riveting, thrilling

Need:

compulsion, demand, desperate, devoir, extremity, impatient longing, must, urge, urgency / desire, appetite, avid, burn, craving, eagerness, fascination, greed, hunger, insatiable, longing, lust, taste, thirst, voracious, want, yearning, ache, addiction, aspiration, desire, fever, fixation, hankering, hope, impulse, inclination, infatuation, itch, obsession, passion, pining, wish, yen

Pain:

ache, afflict, affliction, agony, agonize, anguish, bite, burn, chafe, distress, fever, grief, hurt, inflame, laceration, misery, pang, punish, sting, suffering, tenderness, throb, throe, torment, torture, smart

Painful:

aching, agonizing, arduous, awful, biting, burning, caustic, dire, distressing, dreadful, excruciating, extreme, grievous, inflamed, piercing, raw, sensitive, severe, sharp, tender, terrible, throbbing, tormenting, angry, bleeding, bloody, bruised, cutting, hurting, injured, irritated, prickly, skinned, smarting, sore, stinging, unbearable, uncomfortable, upsetting, wounded

Perverted:

aberrant, abnormal, corrupt, debased, debauched, defiling, depraved, deviant, monstrous, tainted, twisted, vicious, warped, wicked, abhorrent, base, decadent, degenerate, degrading, dirty, disgusting, dissipated, dissolute, distasteful, hedonistic, immodest, immoral, indecent, indulgent, licentious, nasty, profligate, repellent, repugnant, repulsive, revolting, shameful, shameless, sickening, sinful, smutty, sordid, unscrupulous, vile

Pleasurable:

charming, gratifying, luscious, satisfying, savory, agreeable, delicious, delightful, enjoyable, nice, pleasant, pleasing, soothing, succulent

Pleasure:

bliss, delight, gluttony, gratification, relish, satisfaction, thrill, adventure, amusement, buzz, contentment, delight, desire, ecstasy, enjoyment, excitement, fun, happiness, harmony, heaven, joy, kick, liking, paradise, seventh heaven

Rapacious:

avaricious, ferocious, furious, greedy, predatory, ravening, ravenous, savage, voracious, aggressive, gluttonous, grasping, insatiable, marauding, plundering

Rapture:

bliss, ecstasy, elation, exaltation, glory, gratification, passion, pleasure, floating, unbridled joy

Rigid:

adamant, austere, definite, determined, exact, firm, hard, rigorous, solid, stern, uncompromising, unrelenting, unyielding, concrete, fixed, harsh, immovable, inflexible, obstinate, resolute, resolved, severe, steadfast, steady, stiff, strong, strict, stubborn, taut, tense, tight, tough, unbending, unchangeable, unwavering

Sudden:

abrupt, accelerated, acute, fast, flashing, fleeting, hasty, headlong, hurried, immediate, impetuous, impulsive, quick, quickening, rapid, rash, rushing, swift, brash, brisk, brusque, instant, instantaneous, out of the blue, reckless, rushed, sharp, spontaneous, urgent, without warning

Thrust:

(forward) advance, drive, forge, impetus, impulsion, lunge, momentum, onslaught, poke, pressure, prod, propulsion, punch, push, shove, power, proceed, progress, propel

(push hard) assail, assault, attack, bear down, buck, drive, force, heave, impale, impel, jab, lunge, plunge, press, pound, prod, ram, shove, stab, transfix, urge, bang, burrow, cram, gouge, jam, pierce, punch, slam, spear, spike, stick

Thunder-struck:

amazed, astonished, aghast, astounded, awestruck, confounded, dazed, dazed, dismayed, overwhelmed, shocked, staggered, startled, stunned, gob-smacked, bewildered, dumbfounded, flabbergasted, horrified, incredulous, surprised, taken aback

Torment:

agony, anguish, hurt, misery, pain, punishment, suffering, afflict, angst, conflict, distress, grief, heartache, misfortune, nightmare, persecute, plague, sorrow, strife, tease, test, trial, tribulation, torture, turmoil, vex, woe

Touch:

(physical) - blow, brush, caress, collide, come together, contact, converge, crash, cuddle, embrace, feel, feel up, finger, fondle, frisk, glance, glide, graze, grope, handle, hit, hug, impact, join, junction, kiss, lick, line, manipulate, march, massage, meet, nudge, palm, partake, pat, paw, peck, pet, pinch, probe, push, reach, rub, scratch, skim, slide, smooth, strike, stroke, suck, sweep, tag, tap, taste, thumb, tickle, tip, touching, toy, bite, bump, burrow, buss, bury, circle, claw, clean, clutch, cover, creep, crush, cup, curl, delve, dig, drag, draw, ease, edge, fiddle with, flick, flit, fumble, grind, grip, grub, hold, huddle, knead, lap, lave, lay a hand on, maneuver, manhandle, mash, mold, muzzle, neck, nestle, nibble, nip, nuzzle, outline, play, polish, press, pull, rasp, ravish, ream, rim, run, scoop, scrabble, scrape, scrub, shave, shift, shunt, skate, slip, slither, smack, snake, snuggle, soothe, spank, splay, spread, squeeze, stretch, swipe, tangle, tease, thump, tongue, trace, trail, tunnel twiddle, twirl, twist, tug, work, wrap

(mental) - communicate, examine, inspect, perception, scrutinize

Wet:

bathe, bleed, burst, cascade, course, cover, cream, damp, dampen, deluge, dip, douse, drench, dribble, drip, drizzle, drool, drop, drown, dunk, erupt, flood, flow, gush, immerse, issue, jet, leach, leak, moisten, ooze, overflow, permeate, plunge, pour, rain, rinse, run, salivate, saturate, secrete, seep, shower, shoot, slaver, slobber, slop, slosh, sluice, spill, soak, souse, spew, spit, splash, splatter, spout, spray, sprinkle, spurt, squirt, steep, stream, submerge, surge, swab, swamp, swill, swim, trickle, wash, water

Wicked:

abominable, amoral, atrocious, awful, base, barbarous, dangerous, debased, depraved, distressing, dreadful, evil, fearful, fiendish, fierce, foul, heartless, hazardous, heinous, immoral, indecent, intense, mean, nasty, naughty, nefarious, offensive, profane, scandalous, severe, shameful, shameless, sinful, terrible, unholy, vicious, vile, villainous, wayward, bad, criminal, cruel, deplorable, despicable, devious, ill-intentioned, impious, impish, iniquitous, irreverent, loathsome, Machiavellian, mad, malevolent, malicious, merciless, mischievous, monstrous, perverse, ruthless, spiteful, uncaring, unkind, unscrupulous, vindictive, virulent, wretched

Writhe:

agonize, bend, jerk, recoil, lurch, plunge, slither, squirm, struggle, suffer, thrash, thresh, twist, wiggle, wriggle, angle, arc, bow, buck, coil, contort, convulse, curl, curve, fidget, fight, flex, go into spasm, grind, heave, jiggle, jolt, kick, rear, reel, ripple, resist, roll, lash, lash out, screw up, shake, shift, slide, spasm, stir, strain, stretch, surge, swell, swivel, thrust, turn violently, tussle, twitch, undulate, warp, worm, wrench, wrestle, yank

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Tiger Layer [Yoongi x Reader]

Tiger Layer [Yoongi x Reader] aka AgustD!king ⟶ Credit: @kimtaehyunq ⟶ Genre: 21+ | Royalty AU | One Shot ⟶ Warnings: explicit, king!yoongi, dom!yoongi, servant!reader, spanking, hair pulling, controlling, demanding, blow job, he’s a cocky king (duh), slight gagging, unprotected sex, choking warning, creaming, squirting, hand prints, titty slapped, some nipple play, smut, multiple orgasms, etc ⟶ WC: 3.6k ⟶ Summary: You are here to serve your king. In any way he pleases. ⟶ Teaser: “Who is your king?” he growls, watching his dick disappear into your cunt. Admiring the way your juices shield his sword that pistons deep into you.” ⟶ Author’s note: I had to write a smutty fic about Blonde King Yoongi, fight me. This was literally whipped up within a day, so excuse any grammar problems. But I was too excited about this concept. 😊 *listens to Agust D 2*

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Don't you dare

Pairing: Embarrassed of her boobs Sub! Reader X dom! Yoongi

Genere: smut.

word count: 3k

You stutter “Y-Yoongi? What are you doin-“

But you are cut off by him when he rushes inside your house. He closes the door and turns towards you. He is fuming. You get scared & while stepping back from him you ask “What’s wrong?”

You cover yourself and yell "Yoongi" Yoongi holds both your wrists & pins them near your head. And says " Don't you fucking move your hands." you freeze on the spot.

“What? you wanna cum now?”

“Yes please Yoongi let me cum”

Tears gather in your eyes falling back on couch, pulling your hair, you ask "Fuck Yoongi, what do you want me to say?

Yoongi flicks your clit with his tongue while his finger circles your opening as he says "You already know what I want baby, common you are my smart girl."

You repeat “I love my boobs” That’s when his dick head enters you. Uuhhh moaning you throw your head back panting. Yoongi asks you to continue.

“I love m-ah-y body.” Yoongi keeps pushing his cock in you staring at your face for any signs of pain. Half of his dick is in you. “You are doing so good love. Keep saying it.”

“mmmhhh I..I aahh l-love myse-eehh-lf.” Yoongi roughly bottoms out.

Making you yelp on your last word. He is balls deep in you. Both of you are breathing heavily.

With a hoarse voice he says “Again.”

So you repeat. “I love my b-boobs. I love aahh love my body. Fuckk. Yoongi. I love mys-self.”

A/N : Feww! Finally I completed it. Please share your thoughts & how you like it. Please like & share. Thank you 😊

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Miss you yoongi.

#bts #bts yoongi #min yoongi #suga #agust d #miss you yoongi #bts-ruu

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Miss you Yoongi.

#bts #bts-ruu #bts yoongi #min yoongi #suga #agust d

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You are mine

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Summary: Jealous Junkook

Pairing: Bf! Jungkook x reader

Genere: Smut. Minders DNI.

A/N: Just writing my filthy thoughts. Hope you like it. Please share with your friends if you like it & please interact with it as well.

Word count: 365 ish

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Masterlist

About me

Silk tie

DaddyDom!Namjoon X CuteSub!Reader

You are naked on your bed masturbating with Namjoon's silk gray tie. Because you miss him & it smells like him. but what happens when he catches you?

You are mine

Bf! Jungkook x reader

Jealous Jungkook.

Don't you dare

Embarrassed of her boobs Sub! Reader X dom! Yoongi.

You are overly busty compared to other girls in your school and you are embarrassed about it. You are upset because some girls talk about it and laugh at you behind your back. You heard it. You cry about it saying you hate your breasts. But what happens when you boyfriend Yoongi finds about it?

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MASTERLIST

WARNING - heavily unedited nonsense

OT7

Office CEO au - you work for seven CEOs who have called you into their office due to a complaint {fluff + angst + smut}

Chapters in chronological order: 10.5 -> 12.5 -> 4-6, 8.5 -> 13.5 -> 1-3 -> 7 -> 7.5 -> 8 -> 9 -> 10 -> 11 -> 12 -> 13 -> 14.5 -> 14 -> 15…

Complaint

Mediation

Resolution

Blush

Play

Affection 7.5. Bicker

Jealousy 8.5. Envy

Interview

Resignation 10.5 Recruitment

Appraisal

Assessment 12.5 Endearment

Performance 13.5 Error

Souvenir 14.5 Holiday extra. Halloween

Deadline

Royal/Bodyguard au - your bodyguards became your best friends and you couldn’t imagine your life without them {fluff + angst} [complete]

I want you to stay

If you leave

Stuck with you

Is there somewhere

At least I have you

When I knew

I love you for infinity

Our little love | Mafia/Soft Yandere au - you were sent to do your job you didn’t expect to fall in love {fluff + angst + smut}

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Bleeding butterflies | Vampire au - a drop of your blood was worth that of a thousand people, but they would never allow another being to have a taste {fluff + angst + smut} [moodboard 1, moodboard 2]

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7 7.5. Bonus Chapter

Part 8

Part 9 9.5. Bonus Chapter

Part 10 10.5 Bonus Chapter

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13 13.5 Bonus Chapter

Part 14

What if…? | Multiverse au - my OT7 au’s reimagined with a twist

Masterlist

Kim Namjoon

Eyes Closed - you decide to leave your boyfriend but he was not going to let you go {yandere + angst}

What’s a soulmate - {part of the petal universe} Part two

Mini CEO AU Drabble - Everything’s testing the patience of the lead CEO {angst + fluff}

CEO AU Mini chapter / Drabble - He’s not had the best day but there’s always the next morning {fluff + smut}

Kim Seokjin

When the sun rises - {part of the petal universe}

Types of love - unrequited love sucks ft. Jungkook / housemate au {angst + fluff}

I can’t be with you - you broke up with him but no one knew why / ex boyfriend au {angst}

Min Yoongi

Love isn’t enough - you can’t say yes {angst}

Before the rain pours - you’ve pissed your boyfriend off {Yandere + Angst}

7.5 Bicker - part of the CEO au {fluff}

Jung Hoseok

Im not a toy - you couldn’t do it anymore {angst}

I can’t betray you - [moodboard] it didn’t matter that you weren’t together anymore, or how bad your break up was, it didn’t matter that he was the Kingpin, they couldn’t make you betray him {angst} Part two, Part three, Part four, Part five [complete]

Park Jimin

I’ll spend a lifetime getting over you - you thought you could handle him getting married to someone else {angst}

Harbouring a hybrid - in a world where hybrids were hunted and terminated, you would do anything to protect yours / hybrid au {fluff + angst} Part 2, Part 2.5, Part 3, Part 3.5, Part 4, Part 4.5, Part 5

Kim Taehyung

Petal - your soulmate pretends you don’t exist / mafia + soulmate au {angst} part 2 - but you don’t want to let him go {angst} part 3 - a shot was fired the day you met, it just took its time to reach you {angst} part 4 - this may be the finale [complete]

Love in colour - you live in a world where you can only see colour when you fall in love {fluff}

Hollow Moon - You were bound to the alpha by the Moon, tradition dictated the way your souls were tied together, but you didn’t want a mate, you only wanted your freedom {angst} Part 2,

Jeon Jungkook

I’ll love you until you love yourself - he spiralled into a dark abyss since you left him / ex lovers au {angst}

Types of love - unrequited love sucks ft. Jin / housemate au {angst + fluff}

Can’t live without you - he had to do it, you were going to leave him {yandere} Part two , Part three

... maybe more coming soon

(Decided to make a masterlist just so I don’t lose where anything is in this mess called Tumblr)

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Don't you dare

Pairing: Embarrassed of her boobs Sub! Reader X dom! Yoongi

Genere: smut.

word count: 3k

You stutter “Y-Yoongi? What are you doin-“

But you are cut off by him when he rushes inside your house. He closes the door and turns towards you. He is fuming. You get scared & while stepping back from him you ask “What’s wrong?”

You cover yourself and yell "Yoongi" Yoongi holds both your wrists & pins them near your head. And says " Don't you fucking move your hands." you freeze on the spot.

“What? you wanna cum now?”

“Yes please Yoongi let me cum”

Tears gather in your eyes falling back on couch, pulling your hair, you ask "Fuck Yoongi, what do you want me to say?

Yoongi flicks your clit with his tongue while his finger circles your opening as he says "You already know what I want baby, common you are my smart girl."

You repeat “I love my boobs” That’s when his dick head enters you. Uuhhh moaning you throw your head back panting. Yoongi asks you to continue.

“I love m-ah-y body.” Yoongi keeps pushing his cock in you staring at your face for any signs of pain. Half of his dick is in you. “You are doing so good love. Keep saying it.”

“mmmhhh I..I aahh l-love myse-eehh-lf.” Yoongi roughly bottoms out.

Making you yelp on your last word. He is balls deep in you. Both of you are breathing heavily.

With a hoarse voice he says “Again.”

So you repeat. “I love my b-boobs. I love aahh love my body. Fuckk. Yoongi. I love mys-self.”

A/N : Feww! Finally I completed it. Please share your thoughts & how you like it. Please like & share. Thank you 😊

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