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what happened to @jungk0oksthighs
i miss her so much. its been over a year since she last posted.
same with @bebejungkook
i miss them so much
#jungkook#jungkook ff#jungkook fluff#jungkook smut#jungkook fanfic#jungkook angst#jungkook x oc#jungkook x reader
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Boyfriend!jk as he leans against the bathroom door, arms crossed, watching as you sleep. A small smile graces his face watching as you stir. He watches as your eyes flutter open up, hand reaching his side of the bed only to find it empty, sitting up quickly. He chuckles and walks towards you. âIâm here.â He sits down on the bed and gets under the covers pulling you down with him. His arm is under your head, loosely curled around your neck. The other arms are wrapped around your waist pulling you as close as possible, trying to fuse you with him. Your leg is thrown around his waist and you're running your hands up and down his chest, arms, wherever. He pecks your face and lips, memorising the taste of you. He captures your lips and tugs your bottom lip between his teeth. You hum at the action and he just smiles. It leads to a makeout session. He can never get enough of you.
Boyfriend!jk thinks you're beautiful. He wonders how the gods could let you walk around with beauty like that. He thinks your beauty is incomparable to aphrodite, you look better than her. He stands behind you, your hair laid over your shoulder as he slowly zips you up. His eyes meet with yours and he can't help but feel like the luckiest man on earth. He lays his head on your shoulder once the zipper reaches the top. He turns his head and gives the junction of your neck and shoulder a peck all while staring at you. He doesnât remove his gaze from your eyes, even after you grow shy and look away. He watches as your cheeks heat and he grabs your chin, turning your face towards him and stealing a peck before walking away.
#jungkook#jungkook ff#jungkook fluff#jungkook headcanons#jungkook imagine#jungkook smut#jungkook fanfic
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bro
how can anyone write smut that is 2000+ words when my entire fic is that long right now đđđ
writing smut in public
teehee đ€
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writing smut in public
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yoongi telling Jungkook you have a thing for his nose and Jungkook letâs you ride it đ„Č perhaps yoongi watches too đ€
i rly did not think i was into nose riding before this but...... welp. consider me yoongi đ you know the drill, unedited, i did not read this back, it is probably chaotic lmao
send me some freaky deaky shit i might write it idk idk
pairing: jungkook x reader, ft. voyeur yoongi
word count: 1.4k (i had too much fun with the banter at the beginning alright)
contains: just a whole lot of face riding/tongue and nose fucking honestly *go to town by doja cat plays in the distance* y'all know i'm always down to write about eating pussy. also yoongi watches/kind of instructs oop đ
Jungkook is used to people thinking heâs hot. Maybe thatâs vain, but itâs the truth.
Heâs got a few different categories of attributes that attract people to him, just depending on what they tend to gravitate towards. Some are into the tattoos and the piercings, dark hair pushed back with a few strands falling down, the bad boy energy. Some like him for his boyish charm, big innocent eyes, handsome face. Some have even mentioned his front teeth, which he thinks is a little weird, but yâknow. Whatever. If they get him laid, heâs not complaining.
But no one has ever specifically brought up this feature before.
âMy nose?!â Heâs sure Yoongi is fucking with him.
At least, he thinks so, until he sees the look on your face. Youâre sitting on the couch, looking all wholesome in the way that makes him want to fucking devour you, a pretty sundress and bare feet.
Yoongi is sitting sideways on the nearby recliner, already looking done with this conversation. The one he initiated.
âI swear, you give this girl two shots and sheâll tell you every dirty secret she has,â he scoffs.
Jungkookâs eyes go wide as his gaze swivels back to you. âYou drank Yoongiâs whiskey?!â He knows firsthand that shit is potent. Two shots would have him nearly under the table.
You giggle a little, clearly nervous. âMistakes were made.â
âSheâs into your nose, dude. I donât know what to tell you.â Yoongi crosses his hands behind his head with a lazy smirk.
Jungkook stammers, trying to understand, as you flop over onto the couch. âThis is so embarrassing,â you groan, face muffled by the cushion. âDo you remember my ex?â
The question alone is enough to make Jungkookâs hands curl into fists at his sides. He hated your exâ would honestly probably fight him on sight. âYeah,â he manages, doing his best to keep his voice even and unaffected.
âThat guy sucked!â Yoongi assesses correctly.
âYouâre not wrong,â you admit. âBut he had that big nose, right? And when he would go down on me, and especially when I would ride his faceâŠâ You trail off, rolling over so Jungkook can see you again.
âIâm confused,â Jungkook says, because he is.
âIf you donât know how to eat pussy, just say that,â Yoongi says with a wry laugh.
âYours just looks like it would feel really good.â
Jungkook doesnât understand why heâs needing to be talked into this. The minute you said ride his face, he shouldâve been laying flat on the couch with his tongue out.
âIâll do it right now,â he says, hating the way his voice shakes slightly with excitement. âBut I donât know what Iâm doing.â His eyes jump from you to Yoongi, desperate for guidance. âHyungââ
âJesus,â Yoongi sighs. âWill you lay down?â
You sit up to give him room and Jungkook wastes no time taking your place spread out on the couch. He tilts his head up to watch you shimmy your panties down and offâ theyâre lacy and pink and fuck, yep, thatâs enough to get him to pop a boner in his sweatpants.
He hopes Yoongi doesnât mind. Is this weird? This is probably weird.
You pause on your way up to his face, dropping your hips down to sit on his chest, and he can feel the warmth between your legs pressed against him. Fuck, he wants this so bad.
âJust⊠tap me if I start to suffocate you,â you say with another nervous laugh. âSometimes I get really into it.â
Jungkook would literally die under your skirt if youâd let him. But he still doesnât know what heâs doing.
âSo⊠Iâm fucking you with my nose?â
You shrug and say, âI mean, you can,â at the same time Yoongi grunts, âno, dumbass!â
Jungkook looks helplessly between the two of you, and Yoongi sighs like heâs hopeless. âJust tongue fuck her. Let her do the rest.â Now those are words Jungkook understands.
He only has a moment to panic about how this is really happening, a fantasy heâs been imagining (and yes, jacking off to) for he doesnât even know how long, and then your hips are scooting up to lower over his face and his competitive mode kicks in.
Jungkook may have only learned about the concept three seconds ago, but heâs determined to be the best nose ride youâve ever had.
His hands slip up to grab your ass under your skirt, pulling you flush against him, and your thighs are so fucking soft. Yeah, he could stay here for hours, if youâd let him.
Jungkook circles your entrance with his tongue, wanting to start you off slow and gentle, wanting to treat you right. But then you make this breathy little whimper, and he really canât control himself. He licks into you like heâs hungry for your pussy, moaning a little at the taste, the feeling of your walls squeezing around his tongue.
Itâs all better than he imaginedâ he doesnât know how thatâs fucking possible.
Heâs so caught up in his work, his determination to be the best as he plunges his tongue into you over and over, that he sort of forgets the whole point of this until your hips just barely start to rock.
Your clit bumps against his nose, and ohhhhh. That makes so much fucking sense. Jungkook doesnât understand why Yoongi couldnât have just said that.
But fuck, it occurs to him as you start to move that thereâs something so insanely hot about this. Being useful to you like this, of service, yours to do whatever you want withâ including rub your fucking clit on his nose.
Jungkook has to tell himself to focus so he doesnât come in his pants.
Youâve fallen into a steady rhythm now, and the amount of arousal youâre working up from grinding your clit against him is truly insane. Itâs certainly enough to keep his tongue busy, trying to lap up every last bit, but youâre too fucking wet for him to keep up. He can feel your juices starting to drip down his chin.
Jungkookâs hands on your ass squeeze hard in an attempt to pull you impossibly closer. Fuck breathing. He wants to drown in this.
With a near-growl, Jungkook moves his tongue up until he finds the right texture, pressing down and starting to lick insistent circles against your g-spot. Heâs more than a little lost in you, but not so much that he doesnât hear the way you cry out at the feeling, gasping, swearing, âright fucking there, Jungkook.â
Youâre practically bouncing on his face now, onto tongue and nose combined, and he gasps against your pussy, only working his tongue that much harder inside you in return. Deliberate, devouring, sloppy passes, over and over, the whole bottom half of his face drenched with your arousal now.
When your hips start to stutter and your rhythm falters, Jungkook doesnât miss a beat.
He takes over, fingers digging into the curve of your ass, nodding his head up and down so he can keep nudging at your clit and keep fucking you with his tongue. He doesnât stop when your hands fist in his hair, doesnât stop when you let out a moan thatâs nearly a sob, and doesnât stop when he feels your walls start to pulse around him and your arousal gush into his mouth.
Youâre the one who finally pulls away, squirming with overstimulation and moving back to your initial seat on his chest. Jungkook can feel your pussy instantly soaking through his t-shirt, and honestly, heâs a little sad to be parted from it.
Though it does also occur to him that heâs fucking lightheaded. Damn. You maybe werenât kidding about the suffocation thing, but Jungkook genuinely canât think of a better way to die. The blissed out look on your face right now makes him think it would be worth every one of his last seconds.
âYou were better than I thought youâd be.â
Jungkookâs eyebrows nearly shoot off his face at the realization that the compliment did not come from you, but from Yoongi, who is swinging his legs over the arm of the chair and climbing to his feet.
âWelp, thanks for the boner.â
Yoongi is disappearing down the hallway before Jungkook can even think of a response, before he has time to wonder if itâs weird that his hyung just watched him nose fuck someone. Jungkook wipes the back of his hand over his chin and neck, brain still too stupid from drowning in pussy to be able to process any of this.
âWrap it before you tap it!â Yoongiâs voice echoes back into the living room. âAnd no jizz stains on the couch â it was expensive!â
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Summer break is always your favourite period of the year, enjoying the fresh water of the pool and the sun kissing your skin. Everything's going great until a sudden boy appears in your life and becomes the centre of your world.
PAIRING. jungkook x fem!reader
GENRE. strangers to fwb to lovers, summer break au, university au, smut
warnings are given on each part. make sure to read them. rated 18+, minors do not interact.
part 1: call me later ⌠(2.5k)
Intro.
part 2: call me soon ⟠(5.9k)
Jungkook finds himself obsessing over you a bit too much than he'd like to admit, but you two get a chance to see more of each other during a hot summer night where you both are lonely, desperate and horny.
part 3: call me tomorrow ⌠(3.5k)
Jungkook takes more and more place in your mind as you still wonder if he has a place in your life. You try to find an answer, but fucking him in his car might not be the best way to find out.
part 4: ...to be added
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besties i miss paid in full đ
can i request another step brother jungkook while we wait for the second part? đ«¶đ»
yes we can! a little mini series :) part 1 coming today
sibling rivalry
you visit your dad for a week for christmas and come face to face with your step-brother - who you've managed to avoid - again.
warning: (so far) step-sibling relationship, smut, oral sex, dirty talking, slight yandere jungkook, manipulation, coercion, nipple sucking, dry humping, fingering, car sex, recording/picture taking, handjob, riding,
total word count:
Part 1 - fixation completed
a look into where it all began with jungkook and how much he loves having his lips on you...
Part 2 - tape completed
before leaving for college and jungkook doesn't know when he'll see you again after this week and wants something to remember you by...
Part 3 - sibling rivalry (coming soon...)
returning from college for break and jungkook loves winning the battle - especially when you thought you could forget about him...
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distractions
jeon jungkook x (f) reader
summary:Â âSoft.â / âNo shit,â you say, âyouâre deep between my boobs.â
tags: gamer kook, soft bf jeon, extensive knowledge of the MCU (Mario Cinematic Universe)
warnings:Â nsfw; mostly tit play, dry humping, slight praise, jizzing in ur pants like ur fifteen again
wc: 3k barelyÂ
when u have 34827 other fics to finish but ur brain hyper focuses on this image at 1 in the morning. not proofread bc idk pplÂ
ty for all the nice comments on skirt chasers btw<333
There were a lot of things about Jungkook that you didnât learn until you were official. Like the fact he rarely matches his socks unless theyâre cool socks. Or that he prefers his pancakes pre-drizzled with syrup. Not necessarily bad things, just aspects the general public wouldnât normally see. In fact, the worst âtraitâ youâve learned about Jungkook in the past year is how easily distracted he can get. Nothing crazy, just tiny actions, like forgetting to eat for three hours because he refuses to leave his Wii until he can beat the guys in three rounds of Super Smash Bros. Ultimate in the Mushroom Kingdom stage. Strangely specific, but itâs Jungkook and youâve long since learned heâs an enigma.
Keep reading
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GONEGIRL.
athlete!jungkook x f!reader
đ„» genre: s2l (strangers to lovers?), fwb (friends with benefits), pwp, and university au.
đ„» rating: 18+
đ„» word count: 3.2k
đ„» warnings: [MINORS DNI] afab/f!reader, heavy infatuation, they basically stalk each other, a lot of sexual tension, smut is literally the plot, many mentions of wet dreams, debatable infidelity, reader has debatable morals, jungkook & reader are horny, switch!jk (but he does most of the dominating) and switch!reader, a lot of making-out, hickeys (f.receiving), reader lowkey has a praise kink, hair pulling (m.receiving), jungkook whimpers, extra beefy jungkook, dry humping⊠and they get caught.
a/n: this is not proofread, but why is standing next to you such a bop?? helped me finish this after months of it being stuck in the drafts. also, to whoever told me to stay in the basement, i couldnât stick to my word, pookie đ. enjoy!
series masterlist: GONEGIRL
chapter one - âslowburn?â
đ„» GONEGIRL
you knew who he was.
jeon jungkook: the senior that all the freshmen drooled for and the senior that all the seniors wanted to themselves. as a senior yourself, you couldnât say he didnât intrigue you. he was a sporty guy, winning national and global championships in track and wrestling for fun on the side. obviously, his matches were the most popular in viewership across the university. the golden boy, he never once failed to add another gold medal to your universityâs esteemed profile.
so, you knew who he was, but you couldnât understand why his eyes were stuck on you and only you.
youâd first met him at a party held by one of his close friends, namjoon. you were introduced briefly and didnât exchange any numbers or socials. but, that following morning, jngkk_97 followed you on instagram. and, from that day on, he was the first guy to like your posts, the first guy to view your stories and the first guy you knew of to not slide into your dms.
with his intriguing, yet unexpectedly distant, behaviour, he found his way into your mindâ 24/7. so, every morning, you awoke, gaslighting yourself into believing that the thought of his pink, pouty lips on yours didn't actually send you into a midlife crisis. they just made you a little faint.
every single night, you tucked your fragile mind into bed, losing yourself in hazy dreams branded by the thought of jungkook's touch. but, after a few weeks of contactless flirting, you let the idea of him go.
because youâd been told he had a girlfriend.
although it usually took a lot to do so, you felt the cowardly urge to give up on your infatuation. it'd been more than 2 weeks of mutual stalking but, still, no message. you guessed, he just wasn't as desperate for you as you were for him.
and you didn't like that. so you quit your daily routine of streaming his instagram and greedily watched as he kept up his own stalkish routine, consecutively failing to direct his focus back onto his girlfriend.
the same gorgeous girlfriend sitting with him on a black and cushy beanbag, radiating as she spoke to the other students around them. and that's when you realised, not having each other's undivided attention must've been a thing in their relationship.
because, his doe eyes of false innocence were only on you.
it was the first time you were seeing each other in person after namjoonâs party.
you stared back at jungkook through the wide, unglazed window in the separating wall between the kitchen and the living room. even with his supposed girlfriend of 5 months on his lap, running her fingers through his hair, his eyes were only on you. you scoffed, chuckling to yourself.
he would be fun.
leaning back on the kitchen counter of jennieâs apartment, you tilted your head to the side. intrigued, you watched as he did the same, copying your actions with a lopsided grin. now, you didnât have the best eyesight but you werenât so blind that you couldnât tell that he was clearly hinting at something. something that would land you in a very taboo situation.
and you loved that.
you lifted your plastic cup to your lips and turned away from the athlete sitting at the other end of the room. you downed your drink as you walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. you looked around for your best friend and there she was, face deep in boobs.
as you made your way to the couch she was sprawled on, you realised the athlete had disappeared from his girlfriendâs side. curious of where heâd disappeared to, your eyes ran across the packed apartment, desperate for the sight of him.
and there it was, the something.
he was standing near the front door and his girlfriend had gone to sit with other seniors. it looked like he was exchanging goodbyes with his friends.
he was leavingâ without his girlfriend.
âjennie, i think iâm going,â you mindlessly whispered, eyes stuck on the 5â10" hottie with his foot out the door and doe eyes drifting back across the crowded room. then his eyes were on yours again: a silent exchange of words.
âalreadyâŠ?â a drunk jennie whined, lifting her face from the deep cleavage of her girlfriend. âwait,â she mumbled, eyebrows scrunching into a sobering expression, and squinted her eyes at your side profile. âyou think?â
satisfied with your decided future, you turned back to your best friend with your lips curling into a sly grin. âno, i know.â
she lazily propped herself up on her girlfriend and whined, âbut howâre you gonna get home~?â
the front door slammed shut.
âiâll find a ride.â
đ„» GONEGIRL
jungkook picked at the zip of his thin bomber coat. he was leaning against his black benz, waiting.
ever since he first laid his eyes on you in that little backless, black dress, jungkook knew you were trouble. you were a distraction; more distracting than the pending termination of his current relationship; and much more distracting than the thought of joining the national track team again. you were a parasite living in his mind.
he practically breathed you. when he woke, you were his first thought. when he felt compelled to open instagram, you were there. even when he would try to escape you in his sleep, you were there. he could barely last ten seconds sinking into the thought of you. if you let him sink into the reality of you, jungkook would cease to exist.
jungkook groaned, throwing back his head. he thought he would be fine and perfectly content with your instagram and your daily occurrence in his dreams (sexual or not), but you just had to show up at this partyâ held by your best friend. how was he supposed to know you guys were best friends? now he was actually waiting for the real you and he could feel himself going mad. he wasnât sure he could keep his hands to himself and he could already feel the consequences of his future actions creeping up on himâ
âwho bought that for you?â
his ears twitched.
his heart lunged and his eyes found yours in an instant. but jungkookâs always had a wandering eye.
his eyes almost instantly fell to your body, trailing over your exposed cleavage in your white dress, and then dropping to the high slit on your left thigh, almost exposing your crotch. you were some type of angel for sure.
he was fucked.
jungkook was fucked the moment he met you; the moment he spent over an hour scrolling through countless instagram accounts to find yours; the moment he couldnât dream of his own future without you showing up; and the moment he began to pray you showed up in his dreams every night before bed.
he was fucked because he feared once he had a hold on you, he would never be able to let go.
a manâs logic.
âmy dad,â jungkook finally replied, pulling himself together. âhe decided i needed a carâ because i run 24/7. and there definitely cannot be a cheaper and better car than a mercedes benz.â
his sarcastic tone made you smile.
âthatâs cute,â you smiled.
it went silent.
âdo you need a ride?â
âdonât you have a girlfriend?â you rebutted with a smirk. truthfully, part of you didnât care about his answer. you were an addict in front of a line of coke. you would get what you wanted one way or another.
âha,â he chuckled, lowering his head in what you thought was shame. your question put jungkook on the spot. and you knew cheaters never worked well when put on the spot. but jungkook looked up with a wincing smile and corrected you, âsheâs not my girlfriend.â
oh.
âweâre⊠complicated.â
now, jungkook wasnât sure that choyeon wouldâve given you the same answer. they werenât together, but she acted as if they were. and he didnât make much of an effort to correct her. so, he guessed he was still guilty. but he only felt guilty to a certain extent. heâd already chosen feeling guilty about hurting choyeon rather than missing an opportunity to get what he dreamed of.
what he fucking craved.
the sound of your heels getting closer to him kissed jungkook out of his thoughts. oh, you seduced him: the feeling of your manicured fingers gently grabbing hold of his chin and slowly lowering his clouded eyes to yours.
you whispered, âhow complicated?â
jungkook held his breath for a second or two. how complicated were they? well, he knew they were complicated enough for him to forget about her in your presence and only remember her when you asked him to. however, they werenât complicated enough for them to not be in some sort of a relationship.
but he decided it didnât matter. when it came to you, she didnât matter. he realised how beautiful your eyes looked under the moonlight. they glistened with the false innocence jungkook knew would ruin him. after all the nights of imagined panting, moaning and fucking and mornings of bitter reality, post-clarity and cum-stained sheets, jungkook burned for your touch.
fuck, he could almost taste you.
as if you could read his thoughts, your awaiting finger finally fell onto the his plump bottom lip, sweetly kissing the man out of his stupor. your eyes left his and fell to where your finger slowly traced across jungkookâs soft, pink receipt of kisses.
thatâs when his lips parted, and he whispered, âas complicated as you want.â
at his answer, your distracted eyes flickered back up to his awaiting, hooded eyes. thatâs when you, too, realised how dangerous your infatuation had gotten. just the sight of those buttered chestnut eyes and the intoxicating feel of his slow exhales on your skin forced you into a reality where you lacked even the smallest control over your own body. but, even more dangerous, was how little you cared about the way you drowned in his presence. but then again, you never did learn how to swim.
you smiled, letting your hands fall back to your sides.
âiâll take that ride.â
đ„» GONEGIRL
the ride back to yours was almost silent, only filled with random whispers of directions coming from jungkookâs gps system. the voiced map directed him to your address and, yet, everything else pointed his eyes to you.
jungkook took a glance at you. he watched you; he watched you with your elbow propped up onto the rolled-down window, relaxed upper body peeking out into seoulâs night. he saw how you leaned further into the wind licking at your cheeks when he pressed on the gas, a hint of a smile wavering across your partially hidden face. he watched you in the silence, accepting his loud needâ his loud need for you.
and he didnât even know you. but jungkook couldnât seem to find the rational sense to care. he knew you were a âstrangerâ but, fuck, youâd overwhelmed his entire existence. you had damned him to the crucifying point where he actually felt the need to breathe youâ to accept every single inch of you into his beingâ and he had no idea why. even as he glanced in your direction for the hundredth time, he couldnât dare try to understand how youâd done this to him.
once again, as if you could read his thoughts, your head turned, lost eyes running over the lavender lights in the car. and like a key, your wandering eyes pierced his and locked his gaze onto yours.
âyouâve arrived at your destination,â the gps announced, breaking the exchanged glance. jungkook turned back to the road, and you turned back to seoulâs night.
âmm, just here,â you hummed, pointing to an empty parking spot in front of the tall apartment complex. maybe it was just human curiosity, but you found yourself mesmerised by the way he smoothly slotted the benz into the empty space.
fuck, everything he did was hot.
the sound of the engineâs hum softening into a quiet mew reminded jungkook of the anticipation clawing at his skin. it clouded his senses. but when his eyes flitted back onto you, yours were already on his.
he watched your lips part, and stilled as your next whisper left a trail of wet kisses across his mind.
âcome up with me.â
đ„» GONEGIRL
âthanks,â you started, slotting your key into auburn doorâs lock. turning to catch a glimpse of jungkookâs dewy eyes behind his black locks, you smiled and continued, âfor the ride.â
jungkookâs lips quirked into the same lopsided grin from earlier. âyouâre welcome,â he replied.
it was silent again.
with those hidden eyes still on yours, jungkookâs tongue slipped past his lips, running over his bottom lips. your gaze dropped to the pink tongue flitting across those pink, pillowy lips of his, and you sunk. those lips forced you into a familiar daydream where all that mattered was letting your tongue glide across his bottom lip until you slipped in, fucking his tongue with yoursâ tasting jungkook.
you needed a taste.
you glanced back up into his prolonged stare. then your hands were falling from the keys in the door, fingers smoothing across the nape of his neck and cheek, and tugging his lips down to yours. but jungkookâs hands were already cradling your hips, touch-starved fingers pressing into your sides, as his lips met yours first.
it was a gentle yet deep peck. a peck was quick: it allowed jungkook to draw back for two crucial seconds and let his clouded vision run over your expression. alluring eyes looked up into his gaze and jungkook could finally see it: your mutual desperation, the hunger, and the torture. it was all he needed to see before his finger was tilting your chin up once more, and his lips were taking you in.
from brushing his tongue past yours to savouring the taste of alcohol on your tongue, jungkook sunk into the taste of you. but he didnât know if he could go any longer without sinking into you. his hand left your waist cold, fingers fumbling with the keys in the door and failing miserably. âno,â you rushed, lips barely leaving his. âturn them to the right.â
after hearing the click of your stubborn door unlocking, you were all over each other again. you stumbled into your apartment, hand quickly muddling with the light switch, with jungkook hurrying after you, tossing your keys and his suffocating jacket aside.
his daring fingers smoothed over your ass, kneading the soft, clothed skin, before lifting you to his hips. a deep hum of approval rumbled against your lips as your legs wrapped around him. but, in this position, your little dress had ridden up, exposing a white thong snug to your weeping slit. and who on earth would jungkook be if he didnât cop a feel?
lifting you up once more to adjust his arm, the tips of jungkookâs fingers slipped under the white lace, fingers grazing across your supple ass. feeling his fingers inch closer to your needy cunt, your breath hitched and the dull stir in your core began to hum, itching for more than a simple touch.
and, as if he could read your mind, your breath was forced from you, head falling onto the lush cushions on your sofa. wafts of mint invading your senses, your hazy eyes took in how beautiful jungkook looked above youâ like it was where he was meant to be. and he realised the same, the apartmentâs warm and amber lights cascading through his locks and clouding the irises of your tempting eyes.
in that still second, both you and jungkook came to a silent agreement. your dreams couldnât compare to reality.
âyouâre so beautiful,â he whispered.
you blinked. you knew you were beautifulâ of courseâ but hearing the phrase trickle out of jungkookâs pretty mouth feltâŠdifferent. your eyes followed his as his gaze fluttered across your face, brows furrowing as if he were in awe.
âkiss me,â you begged, and he obeyed.
greedy, jungkookâs kisses were everywhereâ on your swollen lips, before tumbling down your jaw to the middle of your neck, littering a trail of bruising hickeys. and you couldnât do anything but moan, whimper, and sink into his sweet touch.
âoh, fuck,â you whined, head tilting back into the plush sofa. your fingers pushed through the thick rift of hair at the nape of his neck, tugging on it. but you never wouldâve expected such a pathetic moan to leave his throat, rumbling into the sweet spot right above your collarbone. you paused. his moan echoed in your mindâ a repeating succulent sound. so, you tugged a little harder, relishing in how he muffled a guttural whimper into the base of your neck, âmmf, fuckâ. but then his hips began to move against yours, revengeful, and you realised how fucked you wereâ and would be.
jungkook had a bulge that made you wonder; wonder how he crammed that shit into his boxers; wonder how he lived a seemingly normal life with it; and wonder how he would struggle to cram that cock into your sopping mess of a cunt. so, as he ground down against your erect clit, your hips bucked up into his fucking, eager to measure the sheer size of the hidden dick. âoh, please,â you whined, thoughts stained by the way he licked a hot stripe across your earâs helix, boner perfectly smushing down against your clit.
bruising lips barely touching yours, half-lidded eyes cruelly watched as you rode up into his clothed cock and stuttered moans so pathetic your cheeks burned, glazed eyes brimming with tears. he was already fucking you so good, and he hadnât even touched your bare pussy yet.
oh, jungkook ruined you. with a hand trailing down your heated sides, he sent your body into a rabid heat, his touch only licking the . and when his hand finally cupped your leaking cunt, thumb circling over your pulsing clit, you were already begging pitiful whimpers. âplease, please, pleaseââ
â___?â
your bodies stilled.
a voice that was not yours or jungkookâs echoed throughout the apartment, piercing the thick haze thatâd swallowed your minds whole. you blinked, stare slowly lowering to jungkookâs stunned stare that was already on you. his doe eyes wrinkled into a smile as his lips pursed into an awkward grin. the cringe was evident on his face; he was a grown adult getting caught with his hand deep in the cookie jar.
jungkookâs head slowly raised and turned, peeking over the sofa to see your intruder and his cockblock. then he froze. still hidden from the eyes of your cockblock, you eyed his expression, confused on why remained still, eyes wide, lips pursed and ears burning red.
who was it?
begrudgingly, you shuffled out of jungkookâs caging arms, propping yourself up on your elbows, and looked over the sofa, ready to kick out your cockblocking neighbour. but who you saw wasnât an unfortunate neighbour you could just dismiss. in fact, the person you saw made you the unfortunate neighbour because there your best friend stood, mouth agape and only a foot into the apartment.
âoh, fuck. well, um. oh wow,â jennie blubbered, feet awkwardly wobbling over the doorâs threshold. now, she didnât have the best memory but she couldâve sworn sheâd warned you about jungkookâs relationship status. so, as you watched her brows furrow and eyes squint, darting between the both of you, all you could do was blink and smile.
ââŠwhat the fuck?â
gg: âslowburn?â - fini
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Buried to secrecy
Hi, Im back, with a new story. Here is a little teaser. I haven't made a banner but tell me what you think so far
Blood was on her hands. But she, for some reason, did not feel a single ounce of guilt running through her body. Only pleasure and satisfaction. But the stress came creeping in, now she has 2 secrets to hide.
She had always taken a liking to crime. The more heinous, the better. The shelves in her room filled with crime books and always caught up with the latest murder stories in the newspaper or on the news. She grew up in a loving family. Her parents rich and a generous trust fund. Her future was sorted coming from one of the most prestigious familyâs and going to the top and most expensive private school in the world.
Or so she thought
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âIt was youâ she speaks feeling betrayal and disbelief
Heavy tears stream down their cheeks
#jungkook#jungkook ff#jungkook x reader#jungkook x y/n#jungkook x oc#jungkook smut#jungkook fluff#jungkook angst#jungkook fanfic#bts fic#bts ff
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runaway series masterlist â JJK [m]
âą summary ;Â When your best friendâs brother, your first-ever crush, offers to help you explore your sexual desires, you just canât refuse. Especially when itâs someone as irresistible as Jeon Jungkook.
⹠pairing ; tattoo artist / biker!jk x reader [ ongoing ]
⹠cross-posted ; wattpad ao3
âą status ; ongoing
âą genre ; best friendâs brother au, fwb (theyâre not rlly friends tho), 4 years age gap, smut, angst, fluff, slow burn
âą warnings ; explicit sexual content, explicit language / swearing, alcohol consumption, each warning is stated in the beginning of each chapter !
âą word count ; 43.3k [ updating ]
âą for updates : schedule
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â one : the offer [ 9.5k ]Â
When your best friendâs brother, your first-ever crush, offers to help with your sexual fantasies with a trade of nights of lust, you canât say noâespecially to someone as irresistible as Jeon Jungkook.
â two : habits [ 20.7k ]Â
The offer with Jungkook begins.
â three : after hours [ 13.3k ]
Accidentally staying after hours with Jungkook gives you much more than you bargained for.
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âą runaway moodboard ! | runaway theories đĄÂ | runaway jk
âą ask my characters ! [ open ]
⹠drabbles [ requests are open ! ]
âąÂ donât hesitate to send me an ask if u wanna leave sweet messages or theories !! <3
âą FAQ ;
when do you update?
i donât have specific dates i update, i mostly follow my inspiration schedule, but i do have a post where i update my process of writing !! itâs linked on my bio & up the post on âscheduleâ đ„° i always try to update the post as often as i can <3
how many chapters will this series have in total?
wellâŠ..i honestly canât tell right now, mostly because iâm still thinking if this series will be super duper long or not :â) i think 10+ chapters, but weâll seeee âĄ
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Perfectly, Us.
Synopsis: You have the perfect valentines day planned, the rose petals, the candles, everything you could think of to make it the perfect day. Sadly, when it comes to yours and Jungkookâs relationship nothing has ever been perfect, but luckily for you, perfect is subjective.
Pairing: Reader x Jungkook
Genre: Fluff (Yeah Iâm here doing fluff) this is just tooth rottenly sweet, Its just smut⊠like. Just smut.
Word count: 8.2k
Warnings: Smut, unprotected smut, multiple orgasms, Jungkooks just horny and in love okay, Oral (f), Masturbation, fingering, dry humping, sex games, lots of kissing, lots of âI love yousâ, its fluff guys⊠I write fluff now, honestly its porn with a hint of plot, messy sex, they use sex dice and Jungkook gets cock blocked, reader just wants romance, slow sex, deep penetration, body worship, humping, grinding, BODY ROLLS, dirty talk, talking during sex, reminiscing, love making, Jungkook says âPussy Kissesâ and I donât care, its basically fucking filthy and sweet.
AN: So this couple is gonna come up ever now and again and I plan on making a little series of one-shots based on their relationship because im actually so in love with them. This is a Valentines day one shot and its based on the couple in THIS drabble. (itâll give a little bit of background on the characters and the ending but you donât have to read it)
Thank you so much to @craztextaeâ for the editing and I really hope you all enjoy it <3
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Everything was perfect, the bed was covered in rose petals and each surface had a lit candle really creating the most romantic atmosphere.Â
This was your first Valentineâs day with Jungkook, it was your first Valentineâs day you have had with anybody actually. Youâd dreamt for so long of having this beautiful romantic night that you could barely keep your excitement down when you looked around the room realizing youâd pulled off exactly that. You werenât usually the most romantic person, usually happy to opt for a quiet night, not doing much, maybe just ordering a takeaway for example. Except for Valentineâs day, the movies always paint it to be the most perfect night that you couldnât wait to emulate.Â
Youâd gotten yourself something sexy to wear, a barely there lingerie set covered in pink and blue heart lace outlines that did little to cover anything due to the cut out shapes. It made your body look fantastic.Â
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I've gotten a few asks and comments regarding when the next update of Intruder will be
at this point I'm not sure. I'm currently a uni student and working over 20 hours part time just so I can pay for student accommodation and groceries
I'm hoping I'll be able to release the next part during Easter break and hopefully write upcoming parts during that time too
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pink sapphire
pairing: jungkook x reader
wordcount: 11k
glimpse: having jungkook for a husband is great as far as arranged marriages could go; heâs easy to love. your relationshipâs perhaps become so easy that jungkook doesnât think sometimes â and thatâs what makes it the easiest for you to hate him.
alternatively, you and jungkook married each other for business, but the both of you stay for love.
[ angst, arranged marriage au, fluff n really wholesome scenes (it cancels out the angst i swear), Jungkook Tries Hard (affectionate), miscommunication, jealousy, self-deprecation, sexual innuendos (no actual smut here!!), did i already say that jungkook tries rlly hard and is remorseful the whole time ]
notes: my year-ender fic for 2022 :) thank u for being here â iâm grateful for all ur love n support!! iâll see u in the next one <3
as always, lmk what you think <3 send in feedback n love to my askbox anytime!!
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pairing: mh!taehyung x reader
genre: smut
warnings: oral sex (f. and m.), protected sex, some dirty talk, explicit language (as usual lol)
word count: 1.6k+
a/n: merry christmas & happy holidays! đ I came up with another spontaneous idea of showing you some more of mh universe, taehyung particularly! this is just a short and fun drabble to show you a little throwback of his. this is not the original mh y/n !!! please enjoy and Iâd be very happy to hear your thoughts!
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âIâfuck, I only came here to fuck.â
He has to clear that out before this gets any further. He usually does before it gets to this point but somehow, there hasnât been time to clarify. One minute he was dancing rather inappropriately with a pretty hot woman and the next she pulled him to one of the VIP rooms.
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I know I haven't posted in a while and I feel guilty but I have family over for the summer so I haven't been writing
I feel like it's nit working for me but I will continue once my family go back home just to see if it's just the story or I really don't like writing
I've also been in a reading slump because of the sinners anonymous series. It's literally my favourite and I can't wait for sinners atone and the book after it
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