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— bodyguard [m] | knj.

◦ summary ↠ amidst a swirl of emotions sparked by a jealous encounter at a ball, it seems like guarding isn’t the only thing your bodyguard will be doing to your body.

◦ pairing ↠ namjoon x reader

◦ word count ↠ 3.2k

◦ genre ↠ smut, fluff, angst (barely)

◦ content warning(s) ↠ bodyguard au, daddysgirl!reader, bodyguard!namjoon, dom!namjoon, sub!reader, suggestive/explicit content, oral sex (f. and m. receiving), cunnilingus, creampie, dirty talk, praise kink, size kink, penetrative sex, ejaculation, f. and m. orgasm

a/n: it has been way too long but i am here :) enjoy!

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Your legs were glued together, fingers tracing the detailing on your dress as you trembled in the backseat of your dad’s car.

Why did I even agree to this? You couldn’t help but think to yourself.

Your dad was one strong man. Not physically. Not emotionally. But the man’s social status was beyond imagination. Since the man had grown up networking his way to success, he’d wanted you to do the same for yourself, rather than mooch of his own accomplishments. And sure, he could just be looking out for you, protecting you from becoming just another nepo baby out in the world, but you were too nervous for this.

One of the largest networking events in Seoul was to take place in about 30 minutes and you would not be saved from it. In fact, you were on your way there.

Your young, but fairly attractive bodyguard, Namjoon, had offered to take you. While the experience would be shy of a nervous wreckage, you were still relieved he’d be there with you. A single familiar face is better than none.

“You okay?” You were instantly interrupted in the midst of your thoughts. You could see Namjoon’s eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Y-Yeah, sorry, I’m just super nervous about this whole thing.” You heaved a sigh. “How do I know if people will even like me after this? What if I just make a complete fool out of myself?”

You could hear a soft chuckle leave Namjoon’s mouth.

“You’re just overthinking, Y/N. I know you’ll do great.” The boy reassured you with a smile. You returned the smile before turning to your side to see you’d already arrived. The smile on your face quickly faded.

Namjoon got out of the car and scurried over to open your door, assisting you out of the car. Your legs instantly weakened as soon as you stepped out—the nervousness was definitely getting to you.

You stared blankly at Namjoon who was waiting until you’d situated yourself to continue forward. Seeing him out of the car, you gave yourself a moment to take in his appearance. The sleek suit he wore hugged his broad shoulders and emphasized his strong physique, something you never noticed before. His dimples were out as his lips curled upward into a soft smile. You realized you were probably staring at him a little too long and decided to break the silence.

“Sorry, haha, I’m ready to go now.” You straightened out your dress before putting out a thumbs up.

“As you wish, captain.” The boy cheekily nodded before turning to the side with his arm out to direct you ahead.

Upon stepping into the ballroom, you realized how fancy this place truly was. The ballroom unfolded before you like a scene from a fairy tale. Crystal chandeliers dangled from the high ceiling, casting a cascade of golden light that danced upon the polished marble floor. Tables adorned with fine linens and sparkling silverware were strategically placed, surrounded by elegantly dressed guests engaged in animated conversations.

Upon your entry, you were immediately greeted with a bow and offered a glass of wine by a waiter dressed in fully white attire. You took the glass in your hands and made your way to your seat with Namjoon following closely behind.

The echo of your own name disrupted your thoughts as you plopped down into your seat. Startled, you looked up, and there, standing before you, was Taehyung. It took a moment for recognition to dawn, realizing that the familiar face belonged to a boy you used to be really good friends with in your younger days.

Back when you were 7-8 years old, you and Taehyung were inseparable, spending countless hours playing together. However, life took an unexpected turn when Taehyung had to relocate to Switzerland with his dad when you turned 13. The departure, though abrupt, was an inevitable change that left behind fond memories of your shared childhood adventures.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Taehyung said, placing a hand on your exposed shoulder before trailing it down to your lower back. Namjoon’s eyes instantly directed to Taehyung’s hand placement, a hint of sourness becoming apparent on his face.

“It really has, I was starting to think you might’ve died.” You joked, your playful tone cutting through the subtle tension.

“Hey, I wouldn’t die without telling you. We had some pretty great memories back then, you know?” Taehyung reassured you, but your attention was drawn to his lingering gaze, which traversed the entirety of you before settling back on your face. “You look great, by the way.”

“Thanks, I try.” You replied, trying to keep the conversation casual as you subtly shifted away from his lingering touch. The atmosphere held a mixture of nostalgia and the present with Namjoon’s watchful eyes capturing every detail.

“You know, I’m actually back in Seoul again. I’d love to meet with you sometime, maybe not with so many people around.” Taehyung suggested with an eyebrow raised. “You up for it?”

Namjoon cleared his throat, interjecting, “Sorry to bother, but I think Y/N is needed for something.” The interruption carried a hint of possessiveness but the huskiness in his voice was oddly attractive. “I’m sure she can get back to you later.”

“Oh okay, no problem then.” Taehyung seemed disappointed, but complied anyway, moving his eyes to you. “I’ll see you around then?” With two fingers, he flicked outward from his head to signify his parting before walking elsewhere.

Filled with curiosity, you turned to Namjoon. “What’s the thing you said I’m needed for?” The boy’s eyes widened slightly before he began to scrunch his face in a bit of discomfort. “I actually think I might’ve made a mistake with that, I apologize Y/N.”

“Don’t worry about it okay?” You replied. He nodded, unable to make eye contact with you.

Throughout the night you spoke to a variety of different people: people you’d known long ago, people you’d never met, and people you’d only ever think to meet in your dreams. After a long, tiresome night, it was finally time to head back home.

As you made your way towards the car, the air felt charged with an unspoken tension. Namjoon held the car door open, but there was a subtle stiffness in his demeanor. As you slid into the seat, you couldn't ignore the silent discomfort that lingered between you and Namjoon.

During the drive, the atmosphere inside the car was palpably different. Namjoon's usual ease seemed replaced with a quiet reserve. The hum of the engine filled the space between you, accentuating the unspoken tension. It wasn't long before you couldn't resist addressing the shift in the air.

"Namjoon, is everything okay?" You asked, your voice gentle but concerned.

He glanced at you, his eyes reflecting a mix of emotions. "Yeah, everything's fine," He replied, but the unease remained evident.

"No, something's off. You've been acting a bit distant," you pressed, your intuition picking up on the subtle changes.

Namjoon hesitated for a moment, then admitted, "It's just... seeing you with Taehyung back there. I couldn't help feeling a bit... jealous."

Your eyebrows raised in surprise, "Jealous? Namjoon, he's just an old friend."

He sighed, running a hand through his hair, "I know, it's irrational. But seeing you with him, it triggered something. I guess I just... care about you more than I thought."

The revelation hung in the air, and as you processed his words, a warmth crept into your chest. "Namjoon, you don't have to be jealous.”

As the car eased into a secluded spot, the quiet darkness enveloping you, you couldn't help but voice the thoughts that had been lingering in your mind. The revelation about Namjoon's jealousy had opened a door, and now it was time to let your feelings be known.

"I have to admit," You began, a playful glint in your eye, "I couldn't help but eye you all night. You looked so good in that suit, and, well, I've always had a bit of an attraction to you, both emotionally and, I can't deny it, physically."

Namjoon's eyes met yours, a mix of surprise and a spark of something else. The air between you shifted again, this time with a newfound acknowledgment of mutual desire

“You mind if I join you back there?” The sudden comment by Namjoon caught you by surprise and you could feel your cheeks grow hot. You nodded your head enthusiastically, moving over to make space for him in the back as he made his way over.

The back door opened and closed behind Namjoon who was now sitting right beside you, his face inches from yours. His intense stare remained connected with yours as you took this time to admire his face. Somehow, he managed to look even better up close. The soft creases into his face where his dimples were became visible as a small grin creeped upon his lips at the sight of you.

He seemed to be growing closer to you, nodding his head as if to ask if he could continue. You nodded back and before you knew it, his lips were on yours. His hand cupped the side of your face, guiding you into a rhythm. The kiss was slow and passionate with a bit of roughness to it.

You both reveled in the sensation as your hands explored each other's forms. Your hand slid down his chest while you slowly pressed the rest of your body closer to him. Your leg was swung over his thigh, his hand gripping it tightly.

“Fuck, Y/N.” Namjoon growled, pulling his face back to admire yours. His face was soon found buried in your neck, sucking at the sensitive skin beside your collarbone. You felt tingles as his tongue wet your skin, sucking harder and harder. He parted from your neck not allowing much time to pass before making contact with your skin yet again.

His hand that was on your thigh slid down your frame to lift your dress up. It was then that you could feel the warmth of his hands on your ass cheeks. He used the tips of his fingers to trace circles into your skin, shooting a stimulating sensation throughout your body. You whimpered out, thrusting your hips against his crotch as if to beg for more.

Soon enough, Namjoon’s hands found their way to the back of your dress, fingertips fixed on your zipper. He pulled it down and helped you remove the dress, eyes glued to your figure. The sultry look in his eyes was enough to leave your panties drenched, something he seemed to have noticed upon the removal of your dress.

“Fuck, you’re so wet. Can I touch?” He requested, removing the suit jacket off his own body.

“Yes, please touch me. I need you right now.” You begged, your face scrunched up in ecstasy. Namjoon’s face brightened up at your keenness.

“Mind if I use my tongue? It’s dying to taste you.” His hands seemed to be a step ahead as they were already gripping the band of your panties, quickly pulling them down your legs.

As you were about to respond, Namjoon’s face was already between your legs, his tongue pressing right against your clit. A high pitched moan escaped your mouth at the sudden sense of pleasure that exploded within your body. Without warning, his tongue slid right over your clit yet again, before making tiny circles around the area. He’d tease around the flesh before swiping his tongue against it harder than the last time, leaving you moaning breathlessly.

“F-Fuck!” You screamed out in pleasure, grinding your hips against his tongue to accentuate the feeling. You pressed Namjoon further into your pussy with your hand that was placed at the back of his head, desperately wanting to feel more. He could feel your desperation and only went harder and faster. You could feel the tension slowly building up as you grew closer and closer to your release.

Your head was thrown back in delight and you basked in the overwhelming feeling of pleasure.

“N-Namjoon, f-faster, please!” You could barely manage to get the words out, panting and moaning uncontrollably. Namjoon adhered to your guidance, quickening the pace and pressure of his tongue’s movements along your folds, focusing most of it on your clit. “F-Fuck, I’m close!” You whined, nearing your finish. Responding to your feedback, Namjoon decided to suck hard on your clit, something that seemed to just flip a switch inside of you. Almost instantly, you could feel yourself entirely give out. A profound, pulsating euphoria seemed to course through your veins, rendering you utterly consumed by the sheer bliss that embraced you from head to toe. You came.

“You taste so good, Y/N.” Namjoon pulled back with a huge grin on his face, licking his lips.

“Do I now? So when do I get to taste yours?” You teased.

“You want it?” Namjoon looked down to his own crotch where you could see a boner battling to escape his tight black dress pants. You nodded eagerly, not wasting any time before beginning to unbuckle his belt. Once you were able to get the belt off, you threw it off to the side to continue unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He slid them off his legs, left with his black boxers on. He hurriedly unbuttoned his dress shirt before nearly ripping it off his body.

With his shirt and pants out of the way, you were able to make out the outline of his shaft. It looked way bigger than you’d imagined, something you can’t help but admit to wondering about in the past. You found yourself near salivating at the pure thought of the man’s length, quickly fixing your hands on the band of his boxers.

“You’re quite the eager one, aren’t you? Why don’t you say please for me first, princess?” The mere usage of the nickname had your stomach erupting with butterflies.

“Please, Namjoon. Let me suck your cock.” Your enchanting eyes seemed to work perfectly on Namjoon as he placed a soft kiss on your lips before letting out a small chuckle.

“You’re such a good girl, Y/N. Go right ahead, it’s all yours.” You pulled down at the band of Namjoon’s boxers, revealing his long, hard cock. It sprung out as soon as the band had fallen below it, as if waiting for your mouth to find its place on it.

As its outline had previously displayed, his manhood was indeed big. It had a slight curve to it and was a rosy shade of pink with veins taking shape along it. After indulging in your moment of admiration, you positioned your face before it, wrapping one of your hands around the bottom of his shaft. You looked up at him before proceeding, noticing the way his lustful eyes followed your every movement.

Wanting to start slow, you stuck your tongue out, gliding it along his hard member. You started with a small area but went back again, licking from the bottom of his balls to the tip. He let out a low grunt as you noticed his cock twitch in excitement. You quickened your pace, watching Namjoon’s face respond to the contact of your tongue.

“You’re so good at this, fuck.” Namjoon moaned, moving a strand of hair behind your ear. His eyes were locked on you as he watched you have your way with his cock. After you’d gotten enough of the licking, you decided to go even further, placing your lips atop his throbbing hard-on. You could taste the pre-cum that lightly coated his tip, scaling his cock further into your mouth. You tightened the suction of your lips, bobbing your head up and down to a steady rhythm.

“You know, I never thought I’d get to see your pretty face on my cock.” Namjoon uttered breathily in a low tone. “I’m a lucky guy, aren’t I?” Too caught up in pleasing him to respond, you continued to suck and began stroking his cock at the same time to increase the pleasure. Namjoon was starting to grow close and you went faster, wanting to make him cum faster. Before he could finish, he pulled himself out to which your head turned up to stare at him with a confused look on your face.

“I’d rather save my cum for your pussy. Don’t wanna miss out on seeing you all filled up.” Namjoon placed a kiss on your lips before directing you further. “Lean back and spread those legs out, princess.”

You quietly but swiftly followed his directions.

“You’re on the pill, right?” Namjoon questioned, with a bit more of a serious expression. You nodded, allowing him to proceed. He positioned his crotch in front of yours before slowly inching his dick right into your hole. You moaned loudly upon his entrance, which was followed by several other thrusts.

The thickness of his shaft filled you up entirely, allowing you to feel its every detail and contour against your walls.

“F-Fuck your cock is so b-big!” You whimpered as Namjoon continued to slam his meat faster and deeper into your moist cave, with no sign of slowing down.

“Yeah? Tell me more, Y/N. I wanna hear how good my cock makes you feel.” Namjoon’s alluring tone had you captivated.

“I like how it f-fills me up! A-And how l-long it—aah!” You struggled to get any words out, but tried to remain compliant.

“It does fill you up, huh?” Namjoon smirked as you couldn’t help but moan out. He was relentless with his thrusts, going harder and harder. He didn’t seem to be tiring out whatsoever and was pressing further toward your g-spot with every thrust. The sight of his toned torso and thrusting hips into you was a view you just couldn’t get sick of.

“Fuck, Namjoon!” You screamed out as he slammed his tip against your g-spot. You could feel the contact of the flesh send tingles throughout the rest of your body and could only grow desperate for more. “Please, d-don’t stop, faster!” Your pressing whimpers only motivated Namjoon further. He seemed to really be getting the hang of it as he repeatedly hit your g-spot, helping you rapidly grow even closer to a finish.

“A-Ah, I’m close, Namjoon! I-I don’t think I can hold it!” You whinged as Namjoon thrusted even faster. Your moans grew in pitch and volume as you reached your climax, realizing that Namjoon had also reached his own when you’d felt a warm runny liquid seep out from your core.

You were left panting, as was Namjoon, the two of you left with the giddiest of expressions on your face. As the lingering bliss settled between you and Namjoon, a comfortable silence enveloped the air. He gently placed kisses on your forehead and lips, and despite the intimate moment, a hint of shyness crept in, painting your cheeks a rosy hue.

In the quiet aftermath, Namjoon broke the tranquility with a nervous laugh, his gaze meeting yours

"You don't think your dad will fire me after this or anything, right?"

a/n: unedited but i hope you guys still like! feel free to leave thoughts and comments woo

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divinelyparkjimin · 2 years

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Hiya! I hope the requests are still opened for the BTS. I just got done trying some clothes on, an was wondering if you could write something about the reader going through body changes. Ive been working out an gained weight, and from someone that had major body issues when they were young. Learning to love my new changing body can be.... Difficult an sometimes I go back to that younger hateful mentally. And was wondering how the other guys would react to it or sometime. Hope that makes sense.

bts reaction to you being self-conscious of your body

a/n: ahhh i completely understand where you’re coming from. i too struggle with self image so i’m really excited to provide my take on the boys’ reactions to this request :D i send lots of love and support and remember — you’re beautiful !!

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♡ KIM SEOKJIN

You eyed yourself in the mirror of your room, heaving a sigh as you prepared yourself for the event your boyfriend had invited you to attend. Sometimes it felt like you couldn't recognize yourself in the mirror and you couldn't help but feel disgust at the mere sight of yourself. Your head dropped into your palms in dejection.

As you did so, you felt a pair of warm arms graze against your sides, slowly tightening around your waist. You looked up at the mirror to see Seokjin, chin rested on your shoulder.

"You look amazing princess." He whispered, breath hot against your ear. You fought back the smile that tugged at the sides of your lips.

It wasn't long before his plump, wet lips made contact with your neck. He pressed delicate kisses along your skin, his own little way of showing how much he absolutely treasured you.

"I just know you're gonna be the prettiest girl in the whole room once we get there." He chuckled, turning you to face him. "And if you don't, I better make sure you feel like it."

♡ MIN YOONGI

When Yoongi heard you crying in your room, his heart dropped. He knew exactly what you were thinking and he wished he could shield your mind from all the negative thoughts that seemed to clutter your headspace. He wanted to help you, but comfort wasn't his strongest suit. He tried to peek into your room quietly, but the loud croak of your wooden door seemed to catch your attention in an instant.

He hurried to your side, taking a seat on your bed beside you.

"I know I don't really understand what you're feeling right now, but I just want you to know that I'm here for you." Yoongi rubbed the smalls of your back in circles, pressing a kiss to your head. "Whenever you're ready to, please help me understand what you're feeling."

"Thank you so much." You smiled, pulling him into a hug.

"Anything for my beautiful girl."

♡ JUNG HOSEOK

Social media was the doom of your own self-consciousness. Seeing so many pretty girls left you feeling like a bum. You could only wish to look as picture perfect as the people you saw, looking down at your own body with a pout.

Hoseok noticed the way you looked at other girls, the envious look on your face being something he just couldn't miss. He fell onto the bed beside you, tossing your phone to the side and he engulfed you into a tight hug.

"Get over here beautiful." He kissed your forehead with an endearing smile, pressing your cheeks together with the palms of your hands. "You're beautiful, okay? Your body, your face, your everything — it’s perfect. No other girl could compare to you.” He snuggled his head into your neck, sucking softly at the skin.

“Let me show you how beautiful you are.”

♡ KIM NAMJOON

Your body sparked with pleasure as your body twirled around Namjoon’s. Namjoon loved cuddling and it was something that practically became ritual for the two of you. He loved to run his fingers along your body, leaving you with tingles all over. As much as you did like the feeling, you couldn’t help but feel insecure under his touch sometimes.

You weren’t the same as you were before and you hoped his feelings for you still remained. Your fluctuating weight was something that seemed to occupy your mind quite often, especially when you were with Namjoon.

What if he didn’t like you in the same way anymore? If he was less attracted?

Gloomily, you lightly brushed his hand off of your body, tilting your head up to meet his gaze with a pout.

“Hey, you know that I love every single part of you?” He took your hand in his own, holding it between the two of you.

“If it’s you, I wanna love it. No matter what you look like, I know I’ll love it.” You chuckled, placing a soft kiss to the back of his hand.

♡ PARK JIMIN

“I just don’t know what to do,” Your hands covered your eyes that were presently spilling with tears. “I can’t stand looking at myself.” Jimin hurried to your side, sliding his arms around your figure. You looked up at him, eyes covered with the burning sensation of crying.

“Trust me baby, I understand. You know I’m the same, but we’ll get through this, okay?” His thumb slid under your eyes, allowing your tears to coat his skin. He flicked them a way with a giggle. “Whatever it is you wanna do, I’m here by your side.” You snuggled into his warmth, basking in the feeling of it.

“Thank you so much.” Your words were muffled against the fabric of his shirt, but it was audible enough.

“We’re a team!” Jimin chanted. “Let’s work toward better and more confident days together.” He took your face in his hands and pulled you into a passionate kiss.

♡ KIM TAEHYUNG

Shopping. It was a bittersweet activity for you. Sometimes you liked it, sometimes you absolutely despised it. The painful process of finding a super cute top just to be utterly disappointed by how unflattering it looked on your body. Today, seemed to be yet another day of doing so.

You were out at the mall with your boyfriend, Taehyung, who was helping you shop for your friend’s birthday party later that night. Your eyes scanned the clothes that peeked through the glass windows of each store, not really finding anything that caught your eye.

It wasn’t long before you found yourself stopped in front of a store, eyes glued to the pretty dress displayed on one of its mannequins. Taehyung noticed this, watching as a pout formed on your lips. With your shoulders sunken, you dragged your feet forward, in attempt to pass the store. As pretty of a dress as it was, you just knew you weren’t fit to wear it. You couldn’t stand the sight of yourself sometimes. Taehyung could read the sad expression on your face, tugging gently on your hands to keep you from walking further.

“You want it, don’t you?” He pointed to the dress you were eyeing earlier. Not meeting his gaze, you nodded. “I’ll get it for you.”

“No no no, you don’t have to do that—“ You cut the boy off, latching onto his arm to pull him away from the store. He didn’t budge.

“I wanna get it for you though!” He whined, pouting cutely. You couldn’t help but let a smile take form on your lips at the sight of your adorable boyfriend. “You don’t have to wear it now. You can just keep it in your closet until you feel comfortable wearing it. I’ll be right here with you along the way.” He cupped your cheeks with both of his hands, batting his eyelashes. How could you say no?

“Fiiine.” You gave in, trying to hide your excitement. “Thank you baby.” You pressed a long kiss onto Taehyung’s lips.

“Don’t thank me, I’m the one that gets to see you in it.” He winked, receiving a playful slap to his arm at his foolishness.

♡ JEON JUNGKOOK

Jungkook was back at it again, playing Overwatch, as he did. You knew how much he loved gaming, so you often sat beside him and watched. It was a pretty cute game – was colorful, had nice graphics, and had a cool concept. You liked everything about it – except the fact that all the girls were hot.

You knew it was dumb, but watching Jungkook so invested in the game had you feeling a teeny bit insecure. The girl he played was named "Widowmaker" from what you had seen, and she was definitely popular within the community for being sexy. Her outfit was skin tight, boobs nearly out, and her figure was seemingly perfect. You could only dream of looking as nice as her. Your head dropped to the bed as you let your thoughts get the best of you. You were getting all riled up over a video game character. How lame could you be?

"You okay babe? Why the sad face?" Jungkook noticed the shif in your mood, eyes focusing away from his game, and onto you.

"It's dumb. Probably not even worth mentioning." You shrugged it off, trying to avoid the boy's stare.

"Hey, if it's bothering you, it's important to me." His finger tilted your face toward himself, gently brushing against your skin.

"I just get insecure looking at ... all the pretty girls in your game. I just wish my body could stay looking like that all the time." You turned your body away from Jungkook, embarrassed at your own words. "i just hope you still like my body. I know it's lame, I'm sorry."

"Hey, hey, don't say that. You're prettier than all of them." Jungkook set his controller to the side to give you his full attention. "They're not my girlfriend, you are. And my girlfriend is sooooo hot." He placed his two hands on each of your shoulders as he pushed your figure back onto the bed. His body hovered over your own as he began to leave a trail of kisses down your neck.

"Need me to show you?"

a/n: tysm for reading <3 lmk what you guys think and feel free to check out my other works down in my masterlist!

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divinelyparkjimin · 2 years

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hey, hope you’re okay :(

we are currently talking about stuff rn :”) i am just super sad and confused

#answered #sad

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divinelyparkjimin · 2 years

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just got broken up with :)) these fanfics about to get real real

#sad #rambling #vent

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divinelyparkjimin · 2 years

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— fuckmates [m] | kth.

◦ summary ↠ after walking in on your roommate jerking off to you, you can’t seem to get him off your mind.

◦ pairing ↠ taehyung x reader

◦ word count ↠ 2.8k

◦ genre ↠ smut, fluff

◦ content warning(s) ↠ roommate!taehyung, friends to lovers, swearing, dirty talk, pretty much pwp, vouyerism, masturbation, sexual tension/awkwardness, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, vibrator go zoom, degradation kink, teeny bit of praise kink, humiliation, size kink, very minimal breast play, face fucking, rough sex, hair pulling, oral sex (f. and m. receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms, creampie

a/n: second post woo, it’s a little short but we got it :) lmk what you guys think! <3

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It was just another grueling day of work and you were finally at your tipping point. Customer service was the devil’s incarnate and you were absolutely sure of it. And to make matters worse, you did not have the tolerance for even half of it.

Yeah sure, maybe you were overreacting. But after a scummy old woman had thrown her scorching hot coffee onto you for making it “too hot,” you were just about done for the day. It was all too hard to hold back the profanity you wanted to fire toward the woman, but you needed this job and you really needed the money. All you could do was stand there with a blank expression, drenched in the dark brown liquid that seeped into the fabric of your white uniform. Your frail hands hung to your sides, quickly balling up into tight fists.

Your manager came rushing from the back and you quickly released your grip on yourself. While the customer was simply compensated with a free drink for the “inconvenience” you caused, you were met with a long and frustrating scolding and were simply told to just go home early for the day. And frankly, it was exactly what you needed. You swiftly changed out of your wet clothes and rushed home.

You twisted your key into the rusty keyhole of your shared apartment. You lived with a college friend of yours, Kim Taehyung. The two of you met in your statistics class a few years back and he had practically passed the class for you with the amount he helped you. Since then, you’d grown closer and ultimately decided to share an apartment together. Rent was way too much for the measly pay you received from your job at the cafe. And that’s what brought you to where the two of you are now.

You couldn’t wait to rant to Taehyung about your absolutely horrid day at work, scampering over to his room. You tore his door open without a thought, only to be met with the sight of him sunken into his chair, hand wrapped around his exposed cock.

“Tae! I’m home earl—holy fuck!” Your heart dropped to your stomach as you took in the sight before you. On his laptop was a photo of—you. Taehyung’s mouth gaped open as he slammed his laptop closed, hurriedly pulling his pants back up. You slapped your hands onto your eyes as he did so, feeling your entire body flush with embarrassment. “Can I open my eyes now?“ You stammered, unable to escape the startled feeling that had just flood through your body.

“Yes, you can look.” The boy’s head hung low as you slowly removed your hands from your eyes. “Look Y/N, I’m so sorry, I—I thought you were at work and I—“ You cut the boy off.

“Hey, it’s okay, we can just move on and pretend this never happened.” Lies. You just saw your roommate wanking his cock off to a photo of you. There was no way you’d be able to get that out of your head. Not for a while, at least. “Well I guess I’ll see myself out so you can—uh—clean?” You mentally slapped yourself for making the situation even more awkward than it already was, plodding out the door.

You had your back against the wall as your stood beside Taehyung’s door. Your heart was beating out of your chest and you could feel your cheeks grow hotter by the second. You placed your hand on your chest and took a deep breath in.

You rushed to the kitchen to make ramen for the two of you. You wanted to get your mind off of things, but you just couldn't seem to stop replaying what you had seen in your head. He wasn't just masturbating to porn, he was masturbating to you. A photo you had recently posted on your private Instagram story. It was definitely a more provocative photo, as you were in lingerie, but you didn’t think he’d see it as anything more than just that.

You had never seen him in that way and you didn't think he'd ever see you in that way. Maybe it would make sense for any man to get horny over a girl in lingerie. You just didn’t think it could be you.

Was it the first time he's touched himself to you?

You swiftly turned away from the stove upon hearing a set of staggering footsteps enter the kitchen. Your eyes followed the sounds to see Taehyung standing right at the doorway to the kitchen area. He was wearing a white tank top and a pair of gray sweatpants, an outfit he wore quite often. You couldn't seem to help your wandering eyes that locked onto the outline of his thing in his pants.

You thought back to what it had looked like when you had walked in on him and as much as you didn't want to admit it, it was the nicest you’d ever seen. It seemed to be just the right length and the perfect amount of thick. Something in you wanted more of it. You could feel the arousal pooling up between your legs at the mere thought.

“Y/N? Is everything okay?” Taehyung piped up, breaking into your mentally blank state. Your eyes darted back up to his face, finally becoming conscious of the fact that you were blatantly staring at his dick. There was no way he didn’t notice. “Look, I’m really sorry—“ He began.

“I told you it’s fine. You don’t need to worry about it, okay?” You reassured, visibly nervous through the shaky delivery of your words. “We’re still good. Still great friends.” You responded with a smile, awkward, but good enough.

“Sooo, want me to help you with that?” Taehyung rushed to your side, noticing how you struggled to carry the large pot of ramen in your hands. Your muscles tightened under his touch, leaving you frozen in place. You tore it back from his grip to take to the sink yourself.

“I—I got it, Tae.” You muttered, eyes glued to the floor to hide the blush that tainted your cheeks. You felt a little bad after rejecting his offer instantaneously, but you hoped he wouldn’t take it the wrong way. Upon finishing your concoction of ramen, you placed two bowls in front of the two of you to eat. It was pretty much silent throughout the entire meal. So much you had to turn on the TV to kill the deafening silence.

After one painfully long and awkward lunch, you found yourself back in your room, sprawled across your bed. You were really horny. And rightfully so, for your roommate. You knew it was wrong to be feeling this way about him, but it was all too hard to resist. Before you could stop yourself, you reached into your nightstand, pulling your light blue vibrator out. You wasted no time before pulling your pants and panties down, pressing the vibrator against your pulsating clit.

You spread your legs further open, imagining Taehyung’s face right between them. Avidly, he grazed his tongue against your moist folds. You moved your hips in motions that had his tongue slathered all over your pussy. You upped the intensity of your vibrator to match the image in your head, feeling euphoria all throughout your body.

“Fuck, mmm, Taehyung—ah!” You bit your lip to suppress the moans that fought to escape your mouth. The picture of him stroking his cock to you suddenly popped in your mind and you simply wished he was in you right then and there. You wanted him pounding into your wet holes, using you to please himself.

You were being more than loud, despite doing your best to avoid doing so. Your pants and moans were surely loud enough for Taehyung to hear and it seemed to be driving him crazy. He was in his room next door, and hearing the small whines and moans of his own name coming from your lips felt like a dream come true. Your moans sounded exactly as he’d imagined and he just wanted to make you his already.

As if by instinct, Taehyung’s hand found its way around his stiff shaft, moving vigorously in vertical motions to please his growing arousal for you.

“Ah—fuck, fuck, fuuuck,” You whimpered as you reached your climax. Taehyung noticed your moans come to a halt, replaced by heavy panting. He hadn’t yet finished, even from before, and it was killing him. When he thought you had already finished, he was taken by surprise when your quiet moans slowly edged themselves back into the air. You were still going?

Your sounds grew louder once again, except this time he could hear how wet you were. You were inserting something inside of you and it was hammering right against the wetness of your vagina. The slapping sound was enough to get him off itself, but he wanted to see you. Not just a picture, but you.

After getting enough of teasing himself simply listening to you, he decided to take matters into his own hands and approach you himself. There was no way you were being this loud unless you wanted him to hear.

“Aaah—ah—ah!” You felt yourself grow closer again, increasing the speed of your pumping. Taehyung slightly creaked the door open to see you spread out on your bed, legs spread wide open. The view of your glistening pussy was like a work of art to him, he didn’t want to take his eyes off of it.

Your eyes were closed, so you hadn’t noticed the boy’s presence in your room. Taehyung could only admire how beautiful you looked, all needy for him. The way you inserted your vibrator into your dripping wet pussy got his cock even harder. His dropped his pants right below his waist and stroked his cock with you. The room filled with the naughty sounds released from the two of you, growing hotter by the second.

Your eyes blinked open for a second, startled by the sight of Taehyung in your room, touching himself to you, touching yourself to him. You grabbed your sheets, throwing them over your exposed body, not that you really had to at this point.

“T—Taehyung? How long have you, uh, been in here?” Your eyes slowly trailed from his face down to his pink cock, tip wet with anticipation. Anyone could see it in your eyes that you wanted him, and he most definitely wanted you.

“No need to ask questions, let’s get straight to it, yeah?” You paused before nodding eagerly, watching as Taehyung ripped the white shirt from his torso, tossing it to the side. You moved the blanket that hugged your body over to the side, feeling the cold air wisp against your skin. “What a good girl, didn’t even need me to ask, huh?” Taehyung’s large hands caressed your sides, getting a nice hold on it as he lifted you into a seated position. His large figure hovered over your own, making you feel small beneath him.

He pressed his lips against yours, sucking on your lower lip to inch a moan out of you. His hands fondled with your breasts, pulling at your nipples. Desperate, filthy noises came out of your quivering lips as his hands played with your body. Suddenly, he paused his touching to back up off the bed.

“Come suck my cock for me, bitch. Now.” Taehyung growled. Your eyes were glued to the cock that twitched against your face.

“It’s b-big.” It bounced up in excitement as you got closer to it, shuddering as you gently flicked your tongue against the tip. You glided your tongue further down his length till you reached his balls, taking them in your hands. You gently squeezed and massaged them, lips parting to take his cock in your mouth. He filled every inch of you, slowly thrusting himself in. He started slow, allowing you to savor the feeling.

“What a filthy slut, got all needy touching yourself to me?” His thrusts slowly grew harder and faster, to the point you could feel his wet tip hitting the back of your throat. You sucked in a breath between each thrust, eyes watering at the overwhelming feeling. “And here I thought you were so innocent. But my little whore was just imagining my cock buried in her the whole time huh?” Taehyung gripped at your hair, forcing himself further into you. You bobbed your head as his cock slipped in and out of your mouth at a merciless rhythm. It wasn’t long before a milky white fluid came shooting right out, secreting itself onto your tongue. You swallowed it right down, backing away to look up at the man before you.

“Fuck, you take my cock so well princess.” Taehyung gently pet your head, placing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Let me treat you now kitty.”

“Yes, please.” You urged, desperately spreading your legs open for him to explore. He lowered himself to your thighs, not wasting any time before pressing delicate kisses into your heat. Your body tingled at the feeling as you let out a series of airy breaths. Taehyung suddenly halted, leaving your core begging for more.

“Sit up. I want you to watch me eat you out.” He ordered. You positioned yourself back up from the laying position you were previously in. Taehyung dug his face right back between your legs, his sloppy tongue working through your folds. You hummed aloud, back arching at the sudden bursts of pleasure. His tongue glided over every part of the tender flesh, leaving your sweet spot wet with a mixture of his saliva and your arousal. “You taste so fucking good Y/N. Why haven’t we done this sooner?”

“I—Aah, fuck—fuck!” You attempted a response, Taehyung latching his mouth right onto your clit as you did. Your words had been reduced to whimpers and cries, unable to form a single thought besides Taehyung.

“Aww can’t even talk? It feel that good?” Taehyung teased, inserting two fingers into your opening in place of his tongue. “Tell me how good it feels whore. Tell daddy how much you love being finger- fucked by him.”

“I—It feels g—g—mmm—good!” You could barely get the sentence out to be legible, feeling your walls clench around him.

“Sorry, what was that kitty? I couldn’t understand.” Taehyung taunted with a cheeky smirk plastered on his face.

“Fuck, T—Taehyung—I can’t—aah!” You whined out, tilting your pelvis up to allow his fingers into your g-spot. Taehyung pumped harder, ramming into it over and over. “I—I’m gonna cum!”

“Fuck yes you are.” Taehyung sped up, watching as your face scrunched up in pleasure, eyes rolling back. You felt all the tension in your body snap as you were overtaken by your release. You were left panting, processing everything that had just occurred. You closed your eyes momentarily, but were quickly broken out of your thoughts as you felt something wet brush against your clit.

You sat up to see Taehyung’s large cock positioned right at your opening.

“We’re not done yet, princess.” Taehyung chuckled. “I wanna fuck you.” Your heat was still sore from the roughness of his fingers slipping in and out of you seconds ago, but you still wanted more.

“Then fuck me already.” You insisted, laying flat on your back. Taehyung held your legs to each of his sides, stuffing himself right inside you. You’d never had anyone as big as him, and you could clearly feel your slit adjust to his size with each thrust. You moaned out in pleasure, tits bouncing up and down to the rhythm of his brutal pace.

“You know when I saw you in that lingerie, all I could think of was me fucking you like this.” Taehyung whispered, bucking his thick cock further into your hole. You clenched around him, increasing the friction of his length with the walls of your pussy.

“Fuck—Taehyung!” You screamed out. The room was filled with the sound of his balls hitting against your ass. Taehyung gripped your thighs harder, allowing himself to get better control over his thrusts into you.

“You love being pounded by me, don’t you?” Taehyung growled, plunging harder into your sensitive cluster of nerves. “Such a fucking whore for me.” You cried out in ecstasy, unable to fathom the essence that threatened to erupt from his hard cock.

“Yes, fuck!” You screamed out as your folds were doused with Taehyung’s warm cum, simultaneously reaching your own climax. Taehyung dropped onto the bed beside you, pressing a wet kiss to your lips.

“Well, that was fun.” The boy giggled as he turned to face you. “You don’t understand how long I’ve been waiting to do this with you.” Taehyung let out a heavy sigh of relief, hand resting on his chest.

“So that wasn’t the first time you’ve masturbated to me?” You inquired, eyes widening in surprise.

“Nope, but it sure will be the last.” Taehyung winked. “I’ve got my own little fucktoy now.”

“Fuck off.” You nudged him away playfully. In spite of your teasing, Taehyung got up to his knees, bouncing his cock right up in your face.

“Say that again bitch, I dare you.”

a/n: this is unedited so pls forgive me if it’s lacking :”) hope you enjoy! feel free to leave feedback <3

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divinelyparkjimin · 2 years

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requests closed.

i’m a really slow writer but tysm for all the requests !!!

#requests closed #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts fluff #bts angst

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divinelyparkjimin · 2 years

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hi requests are open rn!

feel free to request/suggest anything bts-related and i will try my best to get it done :)

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- possible series

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Hi sweetie! I love what you're doing with your fics by sharing them! Would love to read and maybe reblog but please don't put the whole 5k words out there without a cut. Those keep reading things? It's so painful on mobile. But good luck with your fics! looking forward to see more of your work

omg i am so sorry i will add it rn! i completely forgot for this one tysm for reminding me :D

#asks #anon asks #answered

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— like i want you [m] | jjk.

◦ summary ↠ setting your nerdy best friend up with a girl from your class was the biggest mistake you ever made.

◦ pairing ↠ jungkook x reader (namjoon x reader for like a second)

◦ word count ↠ 5.4k

◦ genre ↠ smut, angst, fluff

◦ content warning(s) ↠ best friends to lovers, nerd!jungkook, fuckgirl!reader, college au, suggestive/explicit content, swearing, praise kink, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, light dirty talk, oral sex, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, fingering, orgasm denial, pet names, very slight humiliation kink, breast play

a/n: first upload! i hope u guys like :D

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"Netflix and chill, my ass. If he likes Batman so much, why doesn’t he just go fuck him instead?” You sighed vehemently, eyes rolling at the mere thought of the disappointment of a date you had last night. You were in the living room of your old studio apartment, pacing back and forth as you ranted to your best friend Jungkook.

What seemed like what was going to be the best sex of your life, had gone to waste—all because of Batman. Yes, Batman.

The boy’s name was Namjoon Kim. You crossed paths with him a few times across campus and heard your fair share of rumors on his supposed flawless performance in bed. You’ve heard girls gush over his ‘monster cock’ and how he knew exactly where and how to please them and it all sounded far too tempting. You couldn’t help but take on the offer when your friend, Mina, offered to introduce you to him.

He specifically stated that he wanted to Netflix and chill with you but when it came to it, there was practically no chilling—just Netflix. Sure, the two of you did make out a little but he cut it before it could get any further. If he could sleep with all these girls, why not you? Now you were stuck at home, adding yet another tally to your mental board of days fraught with unbearable sexual frustration.

Your mind had been in such a complete daze that you had forgotten about your best friend sitting right before you, listening intently to all your meaningless talk.

“Isn’t he just trying to be respectful? Maybe the guy’s just got some class.” Jungkook questioned, head tilted to the side in confusion. He often called you nit-picky for your taste in men, and he was probably right.

"Respectful? I’m not sure I’d say that.” You threw your head into your hands, remembering that surely wasn’t the case. In fact, the boy’s hands lost themselves under your blouse a few times as you were making out. But you couldn't help but feel embarrassed at his inability to go any further with you. "Yeah, maybe he's a nice guy, but honestly, I just want some dick." Jungkook chuckled, trying to hide his cheeky smile.

You plodded onto the couch beside Jungkook and locked your eyes with his before continuing.

"… Don't you ever get a little horny?"

"Huh—I mean, yeah, I guess." Jungkook's cheeks flushed in an instant, stumbling upon his words. "Obviously I get horny and uh—watch porn, but I haven't really wanted someone like that for a while..." You cringed at the thought of your best friend jacking off, quickly diverting your thoughts from the visual that was being painted in your mind. Yeah, you were close, but you never really asked about that side of him. He knew a whole lot about your sexual encounters, but you never really got the chance to listen to him talk about any of his, if there were any.

"Now be honest, when was the last time you got some?" You inquired, raising an eyebrow as the reds of the boy's cheeks became radiant along his skin.

"You know... back when I dated that girl in our junior year of high school. The super short one with bangs." You recalled the petite girl that used to follow Jungkook around school. You caught them alone together multiple times but you never would've thought that they'd have slept together.

"It's been that long? Come on, you gotta do better than that." You nudged him, pulling your phone from your jacket pocket. "Look, I'll find you a girl right now." Jungkook snatched your phone from your hands and shut it off before placing it back down on your lap.

"Hey, I'm not like you — I can't just sleep around with people like that. I'm way too shy and you know that,” Jungkook avoided your gaze. You could tell this conversation was making him nervous, arms crossed tightly over his chest.

He wasn’t the most expressive person but you somehow managed to get things out of him. When you first met him, he was the same. Always seated tightly in the back of the class, a book in his hand. He was the token “quiet nerdy kid” that every class had. You were assigned to sit next to him in your pre-algebra class and somehow the two of you, despite being polar opposites, became the bestest of friends. Who knows where the two of you would be now if you hadn’t been seated where you were. Though the loved the boy with your whole heart, you did wish he’d let himself loose at times too.

“I’m not telling you to sleep around…” Before you could finish your sentence, Jungkook rolled his eyes, knowing it was exactly that. “—hear me out, there’s this one girl that’s been eyeing you for a while. You’re a lot more popular than you think.” Jungkook‘s eyes shifted to you for a second, slightly intrigued, before darting straight back to the floor.

Gaze still directed to your marble white floors, Jungkook stammered quietly, “W-What’s her name?” You giggled to yourself. He was excited about this and it was written all over his face. His flustered expression and wandering eyes gave it away.

“Jennie Kim.”

His eyes widened momentarily. She was one of the prettiest girls in your class and he did admire her from a distance from time to time. Her body was said to be “chiseled by the gods,” every curvature seeming near-perfect.

“You’re joking, Y/N.” Jungkook scoffed. He didn’t want to believe it and find himself caught in a potential prank you were pulling on him. This hesitance was soon put down as you passed him your phone to him, displaying various text messages of the girl swooning over him. “There’s no way…”

“See! You totally have a crush on her!” You playfully punched Jungkook’s arm.

“It is not a crush, I’m just shocked she likes me.” He affirmed. “… but I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try and talk to her.” You turned to Jungkook, placing your palms upon the soft fabric of his shirt, one on each shoulder.

“There’s a party tomorrow night. Message her and ask if she’ll be there.” You advised the boy who was visibly anxious. “But you gotta flirt and talk to her first, okay?” Jungkook nodded slowly, though it still felt unclear to him.

“I’ll figure it out. I gotta go now though, I’ll see you tomorrow night, okay?” Jungkook said before propping himself off the couch. His hand dove onto your scalp, ruffling your hair up in circles before speeding out the door, giggling. He really hasn’t changed has he? You chuckled to yourself.

The evening of the next day, you sat before the vanity in your room, fixing up your makeup and hair. You had already agreed to go to the party with the guy from your last date, Namjoon, and you were hoping for something more than just a heated make out session—as amazing as it was. He was hot and smart and honestly, such a catch. You couldn’t help but feel excited for the night to come, despite the disappointment you were left with after your first date. You had higher hopes for this one, fingers crossed that things would go at least a little further than last night. As considerate as it was of him to wait, he left you a horny mess.

Shaking your head out of your thoughts, you sent a text to Jungkook to remind him of the party, but it seemed he was already on his way there. For someone that would show an hour after nearly every hangout or event, you were shocked. You texted a quick, ‘omw’ before heading out.

The house belonged to the president of some fraternity at your university, Taehyung Kim. You weren’t too close to the guy, but the two of you saw each other often at parties. You thought you were wild, but he was on another level. You didn’t mind it though.

When you arrived, you searched the crowd of people for familiar faces. The room reeked of alcohol, heat filling the air from the friction of people’s bodies rubbing against one another. The kind of atmosphere that’s strange at first but feels somewhat natural at the same time. You tried to fit yourself though the thinnest of gaps between people, finally making your way out as Taehyung popped right into your vision.

“Would you look at that? My favorite person’s here!” He swung his arm over your back, the boy’s inescapable scent of alcohol consuming you. The two of you knew very well that you weren’t close but you were sure it was simply the alcohol speaking on his behalf. “Can you pleaaase come drink with me? Tell Jungkook to join too!” The boy pouted, hands cupping your cheeks. You chuckled at Taehyung’s foolish behavior, lightly petting his fluffy brown hair.

“Hey, I’d really love to but someone’s waiting for me.” You politely turned down Taehyung’s offer, slowly tearing his arm off of your shoulders. You strolled away swiftly, scanning the crowd yet again. Your eyes finally landed upon Namjoon, the face you had been longing to see. He was leaned back against a wall, arms crossed. As you maneuvered your way over to him, you noticed Jungkook standing beside Jennie in the distance, arms laced with hers. He raised his hand up to wave to you with a bright smile, but as you were about to wave back, Jennie called his name, instantly diverting his attention. You didn’t think much of it, returning your attention to the tall man in front of you.

Namjoon’s cheeks lifted with a smile as soon as his gaze met yours, placing his hands on your waist to engulf you in a warm hug. He was wearing a button up shirt, most of it unbuttoned to showcase his abdomen and it definitely made you feel things. You placed your hand on his chest, letting your fingers wander the depths of his skin.

“I’m glad we got to meet again. You look really hot.” Namjoon smiled, evidently admiring the way your dress hugged your waist. The neckline dipped low enough to show off your cleavage and Namjoon couldn’t seem to get his eyes off of it. “I couldn’t get you out of my head since we last saw each other.” His voice was deep and raspier than you remembered it.

“You look amazing too.” You responded, hands sliding lower down his shirt.

“You’re a bold one huh?” He smirked, hands lowering down your waist. “I can do that too, you know?” Chills ran through your skin as you felt his hands make their way down to your ass.

“Do it then.” You bit your cherry tinted glossed lips, watching Namjoon’s eyes constantly fixing onto them.

“Fuck, can I kiss you?” He pulled your body closer to his and you could feel his length touch your stomach through his pants. You nodded, as he instantly placed his lips on yours, massaging your ass as he did so. When the two of you pulled away momentarily, you noticed Jungkook seated on a couch with Jennie at the edge of the couch, practically on his lap. His hand was caressing her thigh and something about the sight made you feel weird inside. Jungkook made eye contact with you and averted his eyes almost immediately, an expression of annoyance and sorrow appearing upon his usually soft features. Was he upset at you? A strange feeling began to pit within your stomach. Jealousy. As a friend or as a woman? You weren’t sure yet.

"You okay?" Namjoon held your face between his fingertips, shifting your face back toward him. You grinned back at the boy.

"Yeah sorry, I got a little distracted—" You uttered, being cut off by a peck to your lips.

"Don't worry, okay?" Namjoon reassured, arm locking around your waist. He leaned toward your ear, rubbing the smalls of your back. "I really wanna fuck you right now." He whispered.

The two of you didn't waste any time as Namjoon had locked his grip around your wrist, leading you to a room. He pressed your delicate body onto the bed before attacking your lips with his own. He kissed a trail down your body, gripping at ends of your dress. He looked up at you, to which you nodded. Maybe it wasn't the best idea, but you wanted to get your head off of things.

Even with Namjoon right in front of you, touching you, the only thing on your mind was Jungkook with Jennie. You were the one who set them up, there’s no way you could be jealous … right? You snapped back to reality, scrunching your eyebrows up in discomfort at the thoughts currently circling through your mind.

"Fuck, you're so hot." Namjoon lifted up your dress to reveal your floral white laced panties. He stripped the white buttoned shirt off his body before pressing his fingers against your clothed folds. His fingers rubbed the sensitive area in a circular motion as you bit your lip, trying to hold in your moans that were soon reduced to small whines.

"You can let it out, I wanna hear you moan for me." Namjoon asserted. Something must've been wrong in your head because all you could think of was what Jungkook was up to. Your best friend. Maybe he was already having sex with Jennie by now. You were fine with it before, but why did it bother you now?

"Y/N?" You were broken from your thoughts by Namjoon who looked up at you with a puzzled look. Your eyes were welling up with tears, swelling up. "You don't look too okay—sorry if I was moving too fast, uh, we can stop if you want—" You lifted yourself up from your laying down position.

"It's not that, I just don't wanna do this to you." You tugged your dress down and stood back up onto your wobbly feet. "I'm really sorry," Your head hung low as you rushed, fighting back tears. Namjoon tried to follow you out as he threw as his shirt back on, losing you in the crowd of people. Namjoon turned back, falling into the vision of Jungkook who seemed to be staring darts into his soul. With only the sight of you running away from Namjoon, Jungkook could only assume something had happened. Quickly excusing himself from Jennie, he ran out the door and followed behind you.

You hurriedly let yourself into your apartment, sinking into the soft cushions of your couch. You couldn’t help but wonder what Jungkook was doing right now. Images of him fucking Jennie were all that flooded your head. How could a measly childhood crush from so long ago affect you like this? You were aware of your past feelings for him, but you never thought you could still have any left. It took seeing him with someone else to realize that.

A text sound dinged through your phone. You grasped your phone in your hands, staring blankly at the blue message displayed on your screen.

Bunny Boy

Hey, you okay?

[Sent 11:07pm]

You shut off your phone screen, flipping your it over, backside facing upwards. You tried to close your eyes but were interrupted by yet another ding.

Bunny Boy

I'm outside.

[Sent 11:12]

Soon after receiving Jungkook’s messages, you heard knocks at your door. You sprang up from your couch, slowly making your way to the front door. You pressed your face against the door, poking your eye into the peep hole. There stood Jungkook, nervously tapping his foot against the carpeted floor of your hallway. The ambiguous expression on his face left you apprehensive, hoping things would be okay between the two of you. His face was painted with worry and annoyance.

Your hand hesitantly wrapped itself around the silver handle of your door, debating on whether you should let the boy in or not. You weren’t sure if you could face the reality of the situation, but it sure wasn’t very mature of you to ignore it either. You couldn’t avoid him forever. He was your best friend after all. You mustered up all the courage within you and twisted the door open in one swift motion.

Your eyes dropped to the floor, only allowing yourself to the view of Jungkook’s black boots. It felt like there were strings physically restricting you from lifting your head to meet his eyes and the feeling was suffocating.

"...Can I come in?" Jungkook questioned in a soft voice. To ask such a question seemed unnatural to him, considering the unlimited access he usual had with your apartment. He'd usually pop in and out whenever he wanted, earning his fair share of scoldings by you for invading an adult woman’s privacy. It seemed he avoided doing so after noticing the apparent tension between the two of you. You nodded without a word, turning around into your apartment.

"Why are you crying?" Jungkook pulled your body to face him, lightly brushing the tears off your cheeks with his thumb. Feeling his skin on yours sent chills through your skin.

"I really don't wanna talk about it, it's embarrassing." Your quivering eyes couldn't even build up the strength to look the boy in the eyes. You felt small standing before him, a side of yourself you hadn’t shown to him in a reaaally long time.

"Embarrassing? Does that even apply to us?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure I've heard every little embarrassing thing there is to know about you. I won't love you any less, you know?"

"Love?” You muttered the word under your breath, in an almost annoyed tone. Jungkook’s eyes lifted to meet yours, softening as soon as they did.

"Yes Y/N, I love you.” Jungkook reassured you, with a smile. "I don't even need to explain what an amazing friend you are to me." Expecting a grinning response back from you, Jungkook's smile faded when he noticed your facial expression grow even gloomier than before.

"Not in the way I love you.” The sentence was barely audible, only loud enough for you to hear it. You couldn't bring yourself to speak up, fidgeting with the imbedded design of your dress.

"Huh?" Jungkook's beady eyes widened for a second, returning to a more puzzled expression soon after. He couldn't seem to comprehend the words that had just left your lips.

Not wanting to repeat yourself, you simply shut down the conversation, "Forget it, I just wanna be alone." You turned away from Jungkook, feeling a dropping feeling in your stomach. It was an indescribable feeling, a feeling you just wanted to disappear.

"—but what if I did?" Jungkook turned his head to you, boring into your nervous eyes.

"What if you what?" You gave the boy a puzzling. You felt Jungkook take your hand in his, the warmth of his own slowly encasing yours.

"What if I loved you too? In that way?" Your heart throbbed in your chest. "What would you do then, Y/N?" Jungkook stepped closer to you, the gap between your faces becoming smaller by the second. His large hand lifted your face up to meet his eyes, pushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"Are you sure you know what I mean?" The innocent gaze on your face brought a small smile to the boy's face.

"Does me saying I’ve had a crush on you for the past seven years help you understand a bit more?" The ends of Jungkook’s lips slowly curled up into a smile as your lips parted in surprise. “So you were upset because you like me?" He asked.

"I was just a little jealous... that's all." You avoided his gaze in embarrassment. You had never felt this weak in front of Jungkook before.

"Jealous of Jennie?" A laugh escaped his mouth. "She is not really my type to be honest."

"Not your type?" You questioned. "I don't know a guy that doesn't want her.” Your lips turned to a pout.

"Maybe other guys might want her," Jungkook proposed. "But I don't, not like I want you." His eyes turned dark as he looked you up and down. He edged himself closer to you until your back hit the wall behind you. You felt Jungkook position his hands on your waist, lips lowering to your neck.

“Can I?” Jungkook’s desperate eyes lifted to meet yours. Unable to get a word out, you nodded eagerly.

He didn’t hesitate before allowing his soft, wet lips to make contact with your skin as a small yelp escaped your trembling lips. Your eyes widened in surprise at the sound that you made. You felt Jungkook smile against your skin, soon pulling away from your neck to place a soft peck on your lips.

"Don't be shy, Y/N. I wanna hear those pretty moans of yours." Your breathing was heavy. He could feel your chest rise and fall with every breath. "Think you can do that for me?" You nodded in compliance. You felt Jungkook's hands brush against the underside of your thighs, gripping at the both of them to lift you up and around his body. You wrapped your legs around his waist, placing your hands behind his neck. You leaned toward the boy's face, attaching your demanding set of lips onto his.

"I want you so bad Jungkook," You whispered into his ear, allowing him to feel your warm breaths sink into his skin. "Please fuck me."

The two of you were connected, both mentally and physically, pressing your starved bodies against one another. Jungkook brought the two of you to your room, gently placing you onto the fluffy sheets of your bed. Your back was pressed to the bed, the boy hovering right over your figure.

"Fuck, I've always wanted to see you like this." Jungkook kissed your neck, lightly sucking on the skin.

"A-Always?" You questioned, a bright red blush smearing along your cheeks. Your usual sexy and confident self had completely vanished. This felt different. The butterflies that airily frolicked within your stomach turned to explosions of pleasure.

"Those cute little skirts you wear, all those times you get real close to me without noticing—you think I don't feel anything?" Jungkook kissed further down your chest, cupping one of your clothed breasts in his large hands. “You’re such a tease, Y/N. You deserve a good fucking, don’t you?” Hearing such vulgar words come from who used to be your cute nerdy boy best friend was beyond surprising. The arousal that began pooling within you in response to his vulgar words, was even more.

“You’re so hot Jungkook,” Hearing the sentence come from you brought a grin to the boy’s lips. He felt his pants grow tighter around his crotch, his desire for you increasing by the second.

Seeing your flustered face and the view of your amorous eyes beneath him, Jungkook took the hem of your dress between his thumb and index finger, lifting it to your stomach. Jungkook pressed two fingers onto your exposed white panties, damp with your arousal. You shuddered at his touch, releasing a small whimper in response to the stimulating feeling of your heat. Jungkook noticed the wetness on his fingers, slipping them into his mouth.

"You taste so good, princess. I've been missing out, huh?" Jungkook praised, pressing his finger back over your clothed pussy. He began to rub in circles, sending pulses of pleasure throughout your whole body. Your moans grew louder in volume, while only made him go faster. "You're such a good girl, Y/N. You like that?" The pitch of Jungkook's voice raised slightly as he teased you.

"Aah—y-yes, I lo-ove it." Jungkook chuckled at your inability to speak, so overwhelmed by how he was making you feel.

"Yeah, feels good doesn't it?" You nodded repeatedly, unable to speak or think of anything but your throbbing pussy. Suddenly, Jungkook stopped the movement of his fingers, watching as you looked up at him in confusion. "How about I take off your cute little panties? It'll feel even better." Jungkook was amused by your eager nods, progressing further. He took the waistband of your panties in his fingers before slipping the thin fabric right into the air.

“I want you so bad, Jungkook. Just fuck me already.” You whine, lifting the ends of the boy’s shirt, him tearing the rest of it off of himself.

“Be patient kitty, I’m getting there.” Jungkook slowly inserts his slim, long fingers into your throbbing pussy. It needed him. “Look how wet you are already.” The teasing and almost degrading tone of the boy only made you want him more. Jungkook slipped his fingers in his mouth, licking the excess wetness of your pussy from his lips.

Without wasting a second, Jungkook returned to pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy that was nearly sparkling with arousal. Your whines and cries filled the thin walls of your studio apartment. Your neighbors were the last thing on your mind at the moment. All you could think of was the exhilarating feeling of pleasure that was being shot throughout your body.

“J-Jungkook, faster, please!” You pleaded, thrusting your hips unto his fingers, slamming them into your g-spot.

“What if I slowed down? How would that make you feel princess?” The pace of Jungkook’s fingers grew slower, but your whines were getting louder.

“No—please don’t—ah!”

“Your pretty little moans only make me wanna stop even more. I wanna see you be needy for me.” Jungkook removed his fingers from the pool of moisture between your legs and right back into his mouth. “That’s enough for now Y/N, I’ve got something else for you.” The boy growled, hands lowering to grip onto his belt. In one swift motion, his belt was on the floor, pants being torn down soon after.

Your lips parted in surprise as you watched your best friend’s cock spring up. His palm was wrapped around his length, giving it a couple strokes. His eyes panned between you and his hard cock as a drip of precum edged its way out of his tip. It was bigger than you expected—yes, you might’ve wondered what his cock looked like before—but it was far prettier than you had imagined. It was the perfect shade of pink and had just the right amount of curve to it.

Jungkook got onto the bed, hovering over your half-naked body. He pulled the rest of your dress up over your head, flinging it to the side. “Fuck,” Jungkook’s eyes were locked on your tits for a few seconds before diving right in, suctioning his salivating mouth onto your right tit. His left hand fondled the other, pinching and pulling it at the nipple. You could feel his teeth graze against your skin, his tongue painting circles around your now hardened nipples. Your breaths were heavy as your hand passed through the long strands of the boy’s fluffy black hair, lightly pulling at it.

The view of your best friend‘s mouth locked onto your chest was an image you could’ve never imagined seeing before your eyes. You’ve always been able to acknowledge that Jungkook was an attractive man, but you’ve never seen this side of him. You loved how he could take such control of you, get your panties soaked with a single touch.

Jungkook removed his lips from your breasts, shifting himself further over your body to place a gentle kiss on your lips. You felt the tip of his erection twitching against your stomach, gasping at the sudden contact.

"You're so fucking cute, Y/N." Jungkook whispered, his heavy breaths hot against your ear. "Let me fuck that pretty pussy of yours now, yeah?" You nodded keenly as Jungkook extended his hand out to you. The black inking laced throughout his arm bulged atop this veins that poked out so perfectly from his skin. You set your fingertips into his palm, allowing him to flip your body over into a doggystyle position. Your hands clung to the silky soft linen of your bed, startled by the unexpected transition. You could feel the warmth of Jungkook's body behind yours, his erection brushing against your ass.

“J-Jungkook—“

“Tell me if it’s too much, okay?” Jungkook reassured, fingers tracing shapes down the skin of your back. He continued upon hearing you utter a breathy ‘okay.’ His large hands slithered down your back and lowered to your hips, to which he gripped onto. Jungkook carefully edged his hungry cock into your glossy folds.

His hold on your sides grew tighter upon entering you. His member slowly slid out of your entrance before pumping right back in. He fit in you so perfectly, as if your pussy was made for him. Jungkook could feel your pulsing walls close around his cock, fastening the pace of his thrusts. The sounds of his low moans with your unrestrained mewls blended together like music, accompanied by the sound of your skin slapping against his.

“You’ll take my fat cock for me like a good little slut, right?” All you could do is whimper in response, biting your lip to suppress the moans that were threatening to release from your trembling lips. “Moan louder for me kitty, don’t hold it in.” You obliged, allowing yourself to moan and cry aloud.

“I-I’m close—Jungkook, fuck!” You screamed, unable to hold it in any longer. Jungkook thrusted faster and harder into you, repeatedly slamming his cock against your cervix. Your moans of his name were reduced to gibberish, unable to generate a single thought in your mind beyond him.

“M-Me too, ah, I’m gonna cum—“ The milky white fluid gushed from his pink, swelled tip, right into the lips of your pussy. His cock was coated with his release as he pulled it out, collapsing onto the bed beside you. “Well, that was fun.” Jungkook lips curled up into a smile as he let out a quiet chuckle.

“Y-Yeah, it was.” You were still left panting, chest rising and falling with every breath. You laughed innocently, as if the two of you hadn’t been fucking like wild animals a few seconds ago. Jungkook’s large arms closed around your torso, pulling your bare body toward his own. You couldn’t help but notice the way your bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, your legs locked tightly around his waist and his arms laced over your chest. Jungkook rested his chin atop your head, rubbing the smalls of your back in vertical motions.

You couldn’t help but wonder—what were the two of you now? Jungkook pressed his wet lips onto your forehead, doing the same to your nose and lips. Were you dating?

“—Y/N?” You were interrupted from your thoughts, your doe-eyed best friend staring straight into your eyes. “You okay?” Jungkook situated his hands behind him, springing upright into a seated position.

“… So what now?” You questioned, cocking your head to the side. Your grip on his body loosened, slowly removing your hand from his back to his face. Your fingers lightly traced his jawline, nervously awaiting his response.

“I mean I like you, you like me—“ You didn’t waste a second before dropping your arms onto the nape of Jungkook’s neck, bringing your starved lips back onto his. The kiss ignited a spark between the two of you that you’d never felt with anyone before. You’ve probably kissed hundreds of people but never had you ever felt anything like what this boy was making you feel.

“Does this mean we can go for a second round?” The foolish smile on Jungkook’s face made it almost impossible to say no.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to it…” You avoided his gaze, crossing your arms over your chest. You could feel a smile poking at the corners of your lips, unable to resist the guileless pout Jungkook was giving you.

“Hey! Look at mee,” Jungkook whined, tugging at your arm. You swiftly landed a peck on his lips before launching yourself off the bed to scurry away buoyantly. You weren’t able to get very far, feeling Jungkook’s firm grip tighten around your wrist. He pulled you back right onto his unclothed lap. His eyes had completely changed, his cute, innocent stare turning to a sultry, tantalizing one.

“Come on now, you haven’t forgotten who’s in charge already, have you?”

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