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seokjinsonlyone · 1 year

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what type of kissers do you think the members are

joon is a passionate kisser. he kisses you with everything that he's got. he's someone who talks a lot, feels even more, but some things can only be communicated when his lips are on yours. so when he has the opportunity to try to let you know what's in that big ole brain and even bigger heart, it's with your back pressed up against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist. he's engulfing you completely. kisses sloppy, a little wet, an artless meeting of lips and tongue, in hopes that you understand just how much he cares for you, the depth of his affection for you. and when he pulls back for air and looks at you, pupils blown, hair wild from your constant toying with it you see the final piece of the puzzle he was putting together: love.

jin is a soft kisser. always a man of the present, when he kisses you he's in that moment, wants to take his time with it, wants to make the most of each second his lips are on yours. and he does. it starts with the way he skirts his hand up your side and runs his palm up and down your arm when he notices the way you shiver as he leans closer to you. continues with the gentle way he brushes the hair out of your eyes, tucking the strands neatly behind your ear, the way he traces your jawline with his thumb before pinching your chin tilting your head upwards. he revels in the tiny gasp you inhale when he bumps his nose against yours but finally presses his lips to yours when he senses you're about to start whining. and when those plush lips are on yours simply lingering you have no choice but to melt into him, so tightly wound from the anticipation that you just take whatever he's willing to give, unaware that he wants to give you the world.

yoongi is a casual kisser. the feelings between you two are far from casual, but when yoongi kisses you, when his hands are on your waist pulling you into him, when his lips are on your neck suctioning a mark for the world to see, when his tongue is tangled with yours, you understand the casual, the everyday. yoongi's kisses are the gentle breeze on a warm summer's night, they're the waves swelling and receding on a shoreline, clouds aimlessly passing by on a sunny day. they're as sure as the sun rises and sets everyday and as fulfilling as the earth's completion of another revolution knowing that you've made it through yet another year. whether it's a passing peck or an unhurried push and pull after a night of loving, tired but not yet ready to part, his lips on yours turn the ordinary into extraordinary.

hobi is a desperate kisser. every kiss with hobi is both your first and your last. it’s either fast hot and heavy, lips slightly out of synchronization, the occasional knocking of teeth, hands roaming, squeezing in an attempt to get so close to you that he’s either in you or he becomes you. or it’s slow and savory his hand on the back of your neck, yours wrapped around his waist soft breaths huffed out, his nose gently pushing against yours as you break apart, with all the longing of lovers soon to part even tho you both know you’re not going anywhere. but just in case, he wants to leave with no regrets.

jimin is an all consuming kisser. when you kiss him it’s never just his lips on yours, no. he takes over your all your senses. his mouth is sugar sweet like the lollipop he was just sucking on. his hands grip at your sides, before he walks his fingers up your spine, goosebumps left in their wake. he smells faintly of cologne and baby powder. the giggle that he lets out when he briefly breaks away from your lips is just as sweet as his mouth tastes yet just as sinful as the moan he releases when you bring your faces back together nowhere near done chasing the feeling his lips give you. and when your lungs no longer allow you to continue you stare at him eyes slightly drooped, chest heaving you swear up and down that park jimin is the eighth wonder of the world.

tae is a sensual kisser. it starts off with a gentle press of his lips to yours. sticky as he pulls back your lip gloss now on his lips too. then he goes back in tongue prodding for entry, and when you let him in he licks into your mouth purposefully, tongue firmly massaging your own before withdrawing lightly biting your bottom lip on the way out. one hand is on your thigh and the other is on your lower back forcing you to straddle him bodies pressed as close together as possible. he nips at your collar bones before trailing a series of wet kisses up your neck and across your jawline until he has you right where he wants you–whining, panting, begging for more.

jungkook is a sincere kisser. 9 times out of 10 when he’s kissing you it’s not bc he’s filled with lust, although that usually comes soon after, it’s bc there’s a certain longing, a yearning tugging at his heartstrings and it seems like the only way to relieve the pull is to have his lips on yours. so that’s exactly what he does. he’s the type to cup your face with both his hands gently swiping his thumbs across your cheeks before fully leaning in and capturing your lips between his. he suckles on your bottom lip for a few seconds then pulls back breath hitching when he notices how you chase after his lips. in mild disbelief of how he ended up here, with you, the one place he always hoped he'd be, bc you see jungkook doesn’t just like he adores and when he loves it’s with all his heart.

a/n: ajdsfojds you sent this MONTHS AGO I'M SORRY IT TOOK SO LONGGGGG i just had a specific thought in mind for each but the details were always fuzzy so it took a while to turn the picture in my mind into words that make sense but hopefully this is okayyyyy i be taking forever sometimes but i sweeeaarrr i'm always working

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jhugas · 8 months

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‘Of Course Baby.’- Jung Hoseok

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Genre: Drabble, smut, fluff at the end♡

Pairing: military! Hoseok X Reader

Summary: You needed him one last time before he left again..

Word count: ~1,2k

Warnings/tags: Buffed!Hoseok, military!Hoseok, big dick lol, kissing over his boxers, oral (m receiving), making out, cums in her mouth, unprotected sex, he cums twice, cunt penetration, stand up sex (he carries her), rough sex, creampie, clothed sex.

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‘Don’t go babe~’ you tell him as he’s ready to leave the apartment early.

‘I have to, next time we’ll see each other we’ll spend another amazing week, alright?’ He said trying to comfort you.

He was leaving for the military again and was already wearing his uniform.

And though you had enough time this whole week to do as you pleased together, you wanted more, just one last thing.

‘Please baby…’ you whisper with a pout while locking eyes with him.

He then gets closer to you and whispers back ‘What do you want?’.

‘You know what I want…’ you answer him, meanwhile your hands start caressing his buffed chest, fingers going over his covered nipples before going straight to the point and holding his bulge entirely in your hands, squeezing it.

His leg twitches at the sudden touch but he doesn’t reject it, instead, he puts his hands over yours that’s on his crotch, and asks you one more time ‘Are you sure?’.

You nod immediately, and he starts moving his hand with yours on his cock on the side of his pants.

You can feel his cock getting harder and harder as you hear his breath becoming irregular.

Your lips then reach out for his, connecting each other like a puzzle and sucking his bottom lips, nibbling on it before his tongue starts playing with you.

Now that you were both making out and things were getting really heated.

You decided to unbutton his pants, pulling them down just enough to see his cock entirely in his Calvin Klein boxers.

You pull your lips away from his, then get down on your knees and get close to his boner. And to make it better for him, you try to arch your back as much as possible to make your ass more visible for him.

Indeed, when you looked up to him after, you got to see him looking at you with his siren eyes and a smirk, admiring your face and position from his point of view.

You couldn’t lose any more time.

You start kissing lightly his thigh before reaching his boxers and kissing his crotch, then finally, kissing his length over the tissue.

You place a few wet kisses from the top to his bottom and once you reached his tip, immediately wrapped your lips around it, making sure your spit passes through the tissue as you suck it like a lollipop.

You can hear Hoseok moaning, and you moan back with his tip in between your lips, making him feel vibrations.

But he needed more… he pulled you away then got his dick out of his boxers before pulling you back in harshly, his tip hitting the back of your throat.

He has his hands on your head, holding your hair as he pushes himself in and out your mouth recklessly, because nothing turned him more on than your gagging and wet sounds coming from your mouth, or pussy.

He feels himself already hitting his high as you suck him off like a pro, and indeed, a minute later he found himself pushing himself as deep as possible as he releases his cum down your throat.

Afterwards, he pulled out and took your hand, then carried you to get you up. He kissed your lips, as you tried to stand up correctly while your pussy was making wet sounds.

And when Hoseok heard your pussy begging for his thick cock, he knew he had to please you.

‘Fuck me please… I need you inside…’ you said with the strength you had left, and he answered without any doubt ‘Of course baby.’. But since there wasn’t any place to lay down, he thought he’d just do something he always wanted to try, have sex with you, standing up.

First, he took off your pants and panties with his strong hand, then he picked you up by your ass, making your legs wrap around him as his cock was fit and ready to penetrate you.

‘Can you really do this?’ You ask him, scared that he wouldn’t be able to pull this position the entire time.

‘Of course I can.’ He answered with confidence. Indeed, you could feel his strength in his arms, he could probably do this all day actually.

He quickly spits on his hand and spreads it on his hard cock, before finally getting you lower and pushing his tip into your wet cunt, making you feel him entirely and each inch of him.

You moaned deeply when he entered you, and then he started pounding in you, already finding your sweet spot and making you see stars around you.

There was something incredibly hot about him being able to carry you, make you jump up and down on his dick while he was standing up. Clapping sounds and loud moans were resonating around the room.

He was someone that always encouraged you to be as loud as needed, he always made sure you were confident about your body and moans and always empowered them.

‘You look so good baby.’ ‘Louder. Your moans are so hot…’ ‘I wish I could picture your pretty ass right now.’

Are the sentences that he said all of the time.

Meanwhile, he kept on making you feel so full and secured, his strong arms making sure you don’t fall off while he hits your sweet spot continuously, making your orgasm come fast to you.

‘I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum.’ You warned with a breathy voice.

‘Me too, I’m close.’ He answered.

Your legs started shaking around him, being completely vulnerable and putting your whole weight on him as he kept on carrying you easily.

Then you arched your back as he leaned back and pushed himself the deepest possible in you. Meanwhile, he kept a hand on your ass to keep you close and secured, and used his other to cup your face and make you look at him.

You scream of pleasure and once you felt his cum releasing in a rush inside you, you released yours, making both of your juices mix up in your one spot.

You kept eye contact the whole time, but once you came down from your high, you felt so exhausted your eyes closed alone.

He finally pulled out, and tried to make you stand up but it’s impossible for you in this state, so instead, he picked you back up, brought you to your bed and kissed you softly.

‘I’m sorry I can’t properly give you an aftercare or cuddle with you, but you know I’d love to. I have to go now… I’ll text you a lot, goodbye love.’

He said before kissing your forehead, then leaving silently.

When you woke up, you went to the kitchen and saw a paper on the table;

‘I love you♡ rest well and keep pictures of me close to you. I’ll be thinking of you and looking at your pictures before going to sleep every night, as always. I’ll be back soon. - yours (aka future husband)♡’

Thank you for reading! Likes, reblogs and comments are really really appreciated🫶🏻

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7brownsuga7 · 6 months

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Hoseok headcanon (freaky edition)

Kinktober

Has a darker side

BDSM (big on sadism & masochism!!) loves to dominate!! Will restrain you and watch you become a mess while he watches you. Will definitely inflict pain just to see you tear up.

Definitely touchy feely and loves skin contact

Hate sex & angry sex (but don’t get it twisted he’s also a lover boy and very affectionate)

Top, dominant and master. He enjoys being in control. Doesn’t mind switching between top or bottom but prefers to dominate.

Toys!!! (WHIPS!! Shows no mercy) + spanking

Loves when you beg for it. Wants to hear you saying please repeatedly.

Blindfolds/sensory deprivation he will probs get excited

Orgasm denial (for both of you) loves having to plead for it + visa versa. AHHHHH and he’s an overstimulation KING OMGG!!!

WHIMPERSSS!!!!!! Will do that shit in your ear with no care

Power play

Talkerrrrrrrr. Will definitely talk you through it and will babble to himself.

10/10 after care, will probably involve massages.

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sailoryooons · 3 months

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Spider Web | JHS | (m)

☾ Pairing: Vampire!Hoseok x human!reader (afab)

☾ Summary: Playing games with vampires is a bad idea. Playing with Spiders is worse.

☾ Word Count: 1,976

☾ Genre: Supernatural, Predator/Prey, Established Relationship, Smut

☾ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately.

☾ Warnings: Predator/prey dynamics, intense feelings of fear, reader is navigating a maze while unable to see at all, Hoseok taunting reader, minor injuries, explicit language, explicit sexual content including vaginal fingering, biting, dom/sub dynamics, subspace, feeling fear during sex, reader being both afraid and aroused and just going with it, implied relationship of some manner.

☾ Published: Monday, January 15, 2024

☾ A/N: This might not be for everyone, but this is for me. This is not only self-indulgent but it was so fun to write. The third roll for the 100 Drabble Challenge was number 46 - Predator/Prey and I had the opportunity to do something that surprised me - write a piece of a universe that I’ve wanted to write since I was in middle school. You heard that right - I have an entire outline/idea of a dystopian vampire novel where vampires rule and humans live under them with a complex political structure and rebel human groups and class war etc. that I have wanted to write since middle school and when I rolled this tonight… I was like what if I just use that world. In that world there are vampire guards call The Web that are broken up into three categories: Spiders, Widows and Venoms and they all have different purposes. In this case, Hobi is a Spider :) I’ve considered turning it into a fic so… let me know if you’re interested odigjdoigjdofgij

A/N 2: This is unedited and I wrote it in roughly an hour pls excuse the errors etc. I will look back over it in the morning and fix them okay soifjsoigj

☾ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real-life scenarios.

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“The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout,” a voice echoes. Your heart slams in your chest as you press your fingers against the sides of the wall, trying to feel your way through the maze. “Down came the rain and washed the spider out.”

You should be used to the dark. Your life has revolved around the dark from the moment you took your first breath. Born in the dead of night during the hour of the predator. As a kid, you didn’t quite understand the hour of the predator. All you knew was that it meant to stay inside and not leave the building no matter what.

When you were older, you learned that walls and locks do not keep out predators. The notion that they keep their hunt to a single hour of the night is ridiculous. Now you know that vampires only let people think that they’re safe outside of that single hour of every night.

Like everything in the city, it is an illusion.

Inhaling shakily, you try to calm your breathing. The thud of your pulse in your neck and the rattling of your heart in your ribcage is a dead giveaway to this predator. Fear puts you on a razor's edge. A tingling sensation skitters along your skin like static as you keep one hand against the wall and the other in front of you, each step careful.

You can’t see in the darkness of the maze. He can.

The disadvantage isn’t far. He’s better than you at most things: sight, smell, speed, strength - sadism, to be sure. But still, you’ve managed to evade him for far longer than he would like, and despite his taunting, you know it’s irritating him.

You smile. For vampires, most things are prey. For Spiders, all things are.

“Perhaps we should change the lyrics of the song,” Hoseok calls. The hair on the back of your neck stands up. He sounds only a few rows over, making you quicken your steps. You’re barefoot and the ground is cold, making you shiver as you go. “The Spider doesn’t get washed out, but the little human does.”

The hand reaching in front of you hits the wall. You inhale and turn left, letting your right hand skim the corner and press against the new wall. You’ve hit a dead end twice and lost your sense of direction, but Hoseok hasn’t caught up yet.

The thought makes you grin. You’re better at these games than you used to be, and you’re able to make faster decisions now. You also have managed to learn a thing or two about vampires. Somewhere, your socks and shoes are sitting in other corners. You’ve also dropped a jacket, making the entire maze smell like you.

“Ah, the mouse has left a shoe for me.”

Your heart beats faster. You only dropped that shoe moments ago, which means Hoseok is close. Too close. You’re not even sure what will happen if he wins - it’s always different.

“I hear your heart, Mouse.”

The momentary panic makes you walk into a wall, banging loudly. Hoseok laugh is carried down a maze hall, chilling your spine. You throat caution to the wind, breaking into a run though you cannot see anything around you.

In the dark, colors and shapes taunt you, your imagination filling in the gaps for the things you cannot see. Running wild totally unable to see is a terrible idea, you could run into-

You slam into a wall and let out a pained sound. Pain shoots up your wrist and you whimper, cradling it to your hand. A hiss echoes behind you and you run again, bad hand tucked to your chest as Hoseok closes in.

“Yes!” he growls, glee in his dark voice. “Run, Mouse! I love it when you run!”

You hardly recognize his voice through the growl, bloodlust taking over. Your instincts perceive a wall and you jerk to the left, skidding as you go. A speck of light beckons you and you gasp, realizing you can see the way out of the maze. You never make it that far.

Without hesitation, you take off at a full sprint, the soles of your feet slapping against concrete, your heart pumping in your chest. Just a little further, almost there.

Hoseok snarls behind you and you scream, a primal fear exploding inside of you as your instincts sense the danger behind you, all other thoughts and feelings blotted out by the sheer force of terror.

A force crashes into you, taking you down. You squeeze your eyes shut, jarred and waiting for the harsh impact of the concrete. It doesn’t come, instead softened by the blow of falling into Hoseok as he twists, taking the brunt of the impact.

You’re dizzy, world spinning as the adrenaline tingles in your veins, your entire body feeling like it’s on pins and needles. In the dim light of the concrete building, you make out the shape of Hoseok under you. It doesn’t last long, the vampire rolling and pinning you with an ironclad grip to the floor.

A cry slips out of your mouth before you can stop it. It riles him up, Hoseok pressing in on you. He smells like rosewood and lavender, making your eyes flutter as Hoseok pulls your head backward against the old concrete, your skull digging in painfully as he noses your pulse.

“You lose, Mouse.”

Hoseok’s voice rasps against your throat. Fear-laced pleasure blooms in your stomach. Where his mouth ghosts against your sweaty skin feels good, his words buzzing through you as his lips skim your neck toward your jaw.

You don’t dare move - can’t move. This is the part that you don’t understand, but don’t have to. Your body thrums with the innate terror of death. Adrenaline pumps through your system, parts of your brain screaming and alerting your organs that you’re in danger.

But there’s another part of your brain that goes fuzzy when you feel Hoseok’s fangs drag against your jaw. You can’t make out his features in the barely-there light of the building, but you catch the silver flash of predator's eyes when he glances up at you.

Once upon a time that gaze made you nearly soil yourself in horror. Now the wetness between your legs is entirely different, caused by the hell your nervous system goes through as it straddles fear and desire.

“I smell you,” Hoseok breathes. His tongue snakes out to taste your salty skin and you can’t help the sound that comes out of your throat. It is equal parts a whimper as it is a moan. His lips are pressed against your cheekbone as one of his hands skims down your body. “You almost made it out this time.”

The ability to verbalize anything is lost on you. You can only squirm underneath his touch, sparking to life like cut livewires. A violent shiver wracks through your body as Hoseok presses his hands between your legs, causing a pulse of want to unfurl.

You want more. You want none of it. You want both.

“Next time try dropping your panties,” he whispers, pressing hard, painful kisses toward your ear. He bites your earlobe sharply at the same time he presses your clothed cunt, plain and pleasure dancing together. “That would certainly do it.”

“Never thought of that.”

Hoseok’s hand ventures up and grabs the waistband of your pants, pulling on them with a loud rip. It’s almost drowned out by the sound of your heartbeat in your ears.

Your limbs start to shake in excitement as Hoseok catches your mouth with his. The kiss is sudden and demanding, completely inescapable. You kiss him back, drowning in the flurry of sensations hammering down on you, scrambling your thoughts, destroying your feelings.

It’s always like this. He’s always able to do this. Hoseok has made an art of building you up and cutting you open, scattering every thought to the wind as he hunts you and beds you. Here with him you might not be safe, but at least you don’t think about being out there and being unsafe.

This spider web you weave with Hoseok is high stakes, high reward. At least here if he kills you, you’ll be smiling. Out there when you die, no one will care.

Hoseok’s fingers hook your underwear to the side and pull. Cold air hits your hot, weeping hunt and you wiggle under him, trapped under his oppressive weight. He half growls, half purs as his fingers swipe up your sticky folds, avoiding your clit where all the pressure feels trapped.

You kick your feet under him, pressing up. You want more. Need more. The more he gives you, the more you feel the high of whatever this is between you. Hoseok knows this and gives in, playing nice as his fingers dip into your clenching hole to collect wetness before drifting back up, circling your clit.

A sound that is barely human escapes you. Hoseok has you pinned firmly underneath him as he starts to play. He carefully drags his fingers up and down, tracing your tightening entrance before drifting back up to apply pressure on your bundle of nerves.

“Little mouse is desperate tonight,” Hoseok pants. When he speaks, you can feel the sharp drag of his fangs on your cheek. “I bet you wanted to be caught.”

You shake your head no and he laughs, sinking a finger into your waiting heat. A strangled moan escapes you. Everything is on fire and you feel your cunt clench around his fingers. The concrete beneath you is too hot, Hoseok is too firm, his fangs on your skin are too sharp, you’re half afraid and half aroused - it all turns you into a mess, your mind tiptoeing on the edge of a blade between two nameless abysses.

Hoseok thrusts his fingers up into you at an angle, pushing against that spot that makes you teeter dangerously. Your nails dig into your palms, leaving bloody crescents as Hoseok fucks you expertly with his fingers, drawing you to the edge of madness as he does it.

Just as you think you’re about to tip one way or the other and plunge into darkness, Hoseok presses his mouth against yours, words slurred as he mumbles, “Ask.”

“Please.” Your words are slurred against his mouth, your breath hot and sticky. “Please let me. I need it. I - Hoseok - please.”

His pace quickens. His thumb presses on your clit, wiggling. You feel it coming like a spool spinning thread, going and going and going until the spindle snaps and the thread comes unwound, spilling into his hand with a scream.

Your ears ring. Your mind blanks. Your body goes so taught that it's only option is to go limp. You are vaguely aware that you’re gasping for air - you feel it more than you see it. You melt into the ground, unaware of anything but the static in your veins and the rush of air through your lungs.

In out. In out. In out. In out.

You drift in the abyss. You’re unsure which one you fell into. Here, you are weightless and calm.

In out. In out. In out.

Nothing can hurt you here. There is no such thing as pain. There is only absolutely nothing but your breath and the buzzing on your skin.

In out. In out. In out.

Eventually it wears off. Hoseok is still a firm weight against you, an anchor pulling you back. Your thoughts are syrup-slow and dizzy when you lift your too-heavy head to look at him. You cannot make out his features, but you get the sense he’s smiling.

“Did you think we were done?” he rasps, a laugh in his voice. “You’ve only just fallen into the spiderweb, Mouse.”

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7ndipity · 5 months

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My One and Only

Hobi x Reader

Summary: You decide to let Hobi eat you out for the first time. That’s is, pwp.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: +18 mdni, smut, oral(f.receiving), hair pulling, protected sex(pls be responsible), so many petnames, mentions of anxiety, not proofread

A/N: Thanks to @ygwa for this request! I hope this lives up to your expectations! Love you💜

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Hobi had been many of your firsts; first real boyfriend, first I love you, and that pattern had continued into the bedroom. He’d always made you feel so safe and cared for, guiding you through anything new experience that you came across together.

But one of the things you had yet to do let him do was go down on you. The first time he asked, you’d actually said no, anxiety suddenly flaring up and getting the best of you, but he’d been nothing understanding and reassuring, reminding you that your comfort was his top priority and that the two of you didn’t have to do anything you didn’t want to.

But that was the thing, you definitely wanted to, in truth, you hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it since he brought it up, but sometimes your nerves just got the better of you, worried about doing the wrong thing, or not living up to yours or his expectations.

But tonight, after about a week or so, you’d gotten the courage to bring it back up to him, and couldn’t say that you regretted your decision, sat on his lap as you messily made out, arms looped around his neck as he gripped your hips, grinding you against him. He’d wanted to make sure you were turned on enough and ready for him, but after twenty minutes of kissing and teasing from him, you were bordering on desperate for more, painfully aware of the wetness pooling between your legs.

Hobi seemed to catch your shift in mood from the way you started to press harder against him, pulling back to look at you with hooded eyes.

“Are you ready?” He asked breathlessly.

“Mhm.” You nodded, ignoring the faint flutter of nerves that his words stirred.

“Hey,” He cupped your face gently. looking at you with so much adoration, you could cry. “Anytime that you start to feel uncomfortable, we can stop, okay? It’s no big deal.”

You nodded.

“You remember your words?”

“Red for stop, Yellow for slow down, Green for keep going.”

“Good girl.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead, laying you back on the bed.

He took his time on his descent, kissing and nipping his way down your chest and tummy, running his hands along your thighs light enough to raise goosebumps as he removed your bottoms, guiding your legs to spread wider so he could settle comfortably between them on his stomach.

You peered down at him as he planted open mouthed kisses along each of your thighs, sucking a small spot on the delicate skin that you’d likely feel for several days.

“Hobi.” You whined, squirming in his hold.

“Oh, now you’re impatient, hmm?” He chuckled, catching your hands as you tried to cover your face in embarrassment.

“It’s alright, Sweetheart,” He said soothingly, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. “I’ll quit teasing, okay? Just relax.”

He released your hands in favor of holding onto your hips, placing a kiss just above where you needed him before licking a broad stripe through your wet folds, making you jolt at the sensation.

“Fuck, knew you’d taste good.” He groaned, dipping back in for another taste, lapping up your wetness hungrily.

It felt like nothing you’d ever experienced, his warm tongue moving with careful precision, dipping into your entrance before coming back up to circle your clit, making you let out a whine.

“H-Hobi.” You moaned.

“Hmm? What is it, Love?” He asked sweetly, glancing up at you. “Does it feel good?”

“Yeah.” You sighed.

“You wanna try something?” He asked, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

“Okay.” You said, slightly nervous, but trusting him.

He leaned back in, laving over your clit with his tongue a few times before closing his lips around the soft bud and sucking, causing your back to arch off the bed as you let out an embarrassingly loud moan, pleasure shooting through you like lightning.

He pulled away with a wet noise, scanning your face attentively.

“Color?” He asked.

“G-Green.” You staggered.

He dove back in, repeating the action a few more times, turning you into a writhing mess, your hands finding his hair as you scrambled for something to hold onto, tugging hard enough to earn a low groan from him.

“Sorry.” You immediately released your hold, but he caught your hands again, placing them back on his head.

“Do it again.” He nearly growled, looking up at you with an expression that had your stomach and cunt clenching.

You gave another sharp tug, making his eyes fall shut as he hissed, diving back into your heat with renewed intensity, doubling the pace of his ministrations and sending you rushing head-long towards your release.

“H-hobi, I’m-” You couldn’t finish the sentence, but he understood.

“Let go Baby, make a mess on my face.” He said, feeling your muscles twitching around him as you got closer.

Your high hit you like a freight train, a choked cry leaving you as your thighs clamped down around Hobi’s head, blocking his breathing, but he couldn’t care less at that moment. He’s sole focus was on working you through your orgasm, catching every last drop of your release, not stopping till you slumped against the bed, flinching from sensitivity.

Grinning proudly, he climbed back up the bed, your essence shining on his mouth and chin.

“Are you okay?” He asked softly, stroking your face.

“Mhm.” You hummed, too blissed out to think properly.

“Does that mean we can do that again sometime?” He asked with a grin.

“You can do that whenever you want.” You said, making him laugh.

“I’ll bear that in mind.” He kissed you, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. As you shifted closer, you became very aware of his hard cock pressed against your leg, stirring the heat in your lower belly again.

“Hobi.” You breathed against his lips. “Need you.”

“Already? Aren’t you tired?” He chuckled, but you shook your head, tugging him closer.

“Alright, my sweet baby.” He said, climbing off the bed to slip out his bottoms and grab a condom from the bedside drawer. You followed his movements closely, eyeing his bobbing cock with almost hungry eyes.

“You’re making me shy.” He giggled, catching your attention as he rolled the rubber down his length.

“Sorry.” You said, your cheeks heating up as you averted your eyes, feeling the mattress dip as he climbed back into the bed.

“I didn’t say you had to stop.“ He commented with a smirk, moving to hover over you as he kissed you softly. “Ready?”

“Very.” You replied, earning another chuckle from him that turned into a moan as he slipped inside you, filling you up slowly.

Your head fell back at the feeling of him stretching you out, leaving you throat exposed to Hobi to latch onto, kissing over the faint pink marks he’d left earlier as he waited for you to adjust to his length.

“Hobi.” You breathed after a moment.

“Move?”

“Please.”

You didn’t have to tell him twice, pulling all the way out before plunging back into you, setting a pace that quickly turned you both into moaning messes. You wrapped your legs around his waist, allowing him even deeper and helping him hit that spot that had your toes curling.

“Hobi,” You panted. “Please, ‘m close.”

“I am too, Baby, cum with me.” He groaned, slipping a hand down to circle your clit, immediately sending you over the edge, making your clench around him tightly as he pounded into you even faster.

“Fuck, that’s-, I’m cumming!” He groaned, burying his face in your neck as his hips faltered, thrusting into you once, twice more before stilling as his cocked pulsed inside you, spilling into the condom.

You ran your hands along his back as you both caught your breath, causing him to nearly doze off on top of you before pulling back to look at you dreamily.

“Are you alright?” He asked softly.

“Yeah, are you?” You asked, amused by his dazed expression.

“I’m great.” He grinned. “I could even go again, if you want?”

You laughed. “You’re ridiculous.”

“You’re amazing.” He said, pressing a kiss to your lips. “Alright, we should get cleaned up. Wanna join me in the shower?”

“So long as it’s just a shower.” You gave him a look.

“I’ll behave.” He promised, pulling away and helping you up. “But I’m not responsible if you start something.”

You showered in relative silence, leaning into each other’s touch as you washed away the sweat and cum before toweling off and climbing back into bed together, feeling sleep threatening to overtake you as soon as you laid your head on his chest.

“I love you.” You mumbled drowsily.

“I love you too, my sweetheart,” His whispered reply was the last thing you heard before falling asleep in his arms. “My one and only.”

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byuljoonie · 28 days

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A helping hand // jhs

Free you my heart 😪

pairing: dom!hobi x f!reader

genre: smut, drabble, unedited

word count: 360

warnings: cunnilingus

note: Happy Easter ig? Just something I wrote spur of the moment 😅

“Hoseok, please” you begged pathetically, a tear slipping down your already wet cheeks. You were trembling on the bed, your pink sheets soaked and messy.

“Please what, y/n?” He said sickeningly sweet, running his finger along the slit of your sensitive pussy. “Use your words pretty girl.”

He started kissing along the inside of your left thigh, chuckling at the exasperated breath you let out. Your body was spent, you were 3 orgasms in and practically limp.

“Can’t handle more, hobi” you mewled weakly, running your shaky hands through his disheveled hair. You tried pushing his head away from your body but he only resisted.

“Oh but you can, baby” he cooed, furrowing his brows in mock worry. He placed a hand on either of your shins, pushing your legs upward. He positioned himself closer to your waiting core. Listening attentively to your cute whines of desperation.

He leaned down licking a strip up your slit, kissing each side of your pussy lips. Eyeing your glistening cunt like a mad man, hobi peered up through hooded eyes. His long lashes casting a small shadow across his cheeks. Smiling at the sight of your ruined body, he lowered his head. Placing his nose directly on your pussy, inhaling loudly.

Your cheeks burned red, legs starting to ache in the tightly folded position he placed you in. He began tongue fucking you mercilessly. Obscene slurping noises filled the room, your whimpers turning into broken cries. You felt your arousal dripping down your legs continuously. The knot in your stomach forming almost immediately.

“Mmm—“ he hummed against your soaked core, moving away to take a quick breath. He didn’t waste another second diving back in. Spitting on your cunt in a swift motion.

“Whose pussy is this?” He questioned hotly. Using a free hand to rub across your pussy. He looked at you hungrily, milking another orgasm from you with his fingers. You felt your pussy clench around his fingers, repeatedly calling his name in response.

“So gorgeous,” he breathed heavily, watching your cunt contract around his idle fingers. He ran his fingers along your folds placing them in his mouth happily.

“Again?”

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secretsecretbunny · 2 months

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idk if you do drabble requests but I love your writing so much! you really have a way with words so i was wondering if maybe you'd do a drabble about new!idol fem reader (can be solo or group w/e) who really looks up to and admires BTS and they meet her before watching her perform for the first time? also maybe there's some flirting? (idc which members I'm ot7) just one of my lil day dreams I wanna get out there 🥺 anyway! keep writing, you're genuinely really good 🫶🏻

I do now!! This sounded too cute to pass up 💕

Title: "Run."

Genre: drabble, one-shot, casual??? fluff??? idk how to describe this one lmao. I hope you enjoy!

Notes: y/s/n = "your stage name". Things that are underlined are links to the outfits described.

Your nerves had you literally shaking with anticipation as you waited behind the scenes of the show. So many incredible talents were performing today and here you were, an unknown newbie who was about to take the stage in front of a live audience. Why did they even want you to debut at this big of an event in the first place? Your manager reassured you it was because they believed in your talent and knew that taking a chance on you and letting your first performance be somewhere as prestigious as this would draw in fans, who would appreciate the unique sound you bring to the table. In particular, if the responses of other idols who are more famous and well-known were captured on camera and shared with their fanbase through broadcasts or similar media channels.

The way they styled you had you feeling nervous as well, with a form-fitting pink mini skirt that hugged your curves and a white button up top that was tucked in with a black and pink tie, adding a touch of elegance to your look. The cropped black blazer and black gogo boots with heels made you feel like you were going to fall at any moment, but the white leather garter with a chain on one of your thighs added a bold touch to your outfit. You felt a little exposed but you took a moment to be silently appreciative of the safety shorts you wore beneath your skirt.

You had always dreamed of being part of a group, working together towards a common goal. That's why you were initially brought on as a trainee for the company in the first place. However, after careful consideration and evaluation of your skills and strengths, it was ultimately decided that your talents would be best utilized flying solo. But you deeply wished you had people to lean on, members who could offer support and distract from your potential mistakes. You tugged at your skirt awkwardly as you stood around waiting for your time to perform. You still had nearly 30 minutes but you were too nervous to sit, instead you opted for watching the screen positioned on the wall, showing the current performers on stage.

You smiled at the screen at the talent being shown. BTS. You had a deep admiration for the group and enjoyed watching them perform their song DNA. The members exuded confidence and comfort on stage, making it seem like they never worried about mistakes at this point in their career. You watched as they moved fluidly across the stage, perfectly in sync with one another.

A close up of Jimin had you grinning like an idiot. God he was pretty. Fuck, they all were. Hoseok with his vibrant smile, Namjoon with his unique features and buff build, Yoongi and his piercing eyes, Taehyung sporting the flirtiest looks you had ever seen, Jungkook somehow looking both innocent and dangerously delicious, and Jin with his world wide handsome face. And even more than their looks, they were so incredibly talented and hardworking.

You had heard the detailed story of how they rose to the top, overcoming numerous challenges and obstacles along the way. Their journey was filled with both good and bad experiences, but through it all, they showed great dedication and strength. And here you were, you hadn't even had your first performance yet and you had been ready to give up multiple times just during your 4 years of being a trainee. Working for the same label as the musicians who inspired you to pursue music in the first place left you feeling both grateful and slightly out of place, as if you hadn't earned your spot there yet.

You completely dismissed those thoughts and made your way towards the snack and beverage area, specifically designated for idols and staff members. You were in dire need of water and something sweet to give you an energy boost. As the boys finished their performance, the booming cheers from the crowd echoed through the air. You froze in surprise when you heard the seven of them laughing and panting out of breath as they entered the same room you were in. You attempted to seem nonchalant as they eagerly grabbed water bottles and snacks for themselves, while you discreetly tucked your hair behind your ear and reached for a water bottle too, all the while listening intently as Jungkook and Hoseok laughed uncontrollably about some unknown joke or incident.

In their fit of laughter Jungkook backed up into you, making you stumble back a bit. He whipped around suddenly "shit, sorry!" he apologized with a small bow. "Kookie you've gotta be more careful!" came a voice from behind you. The voice placed a hand on your shoulder. "You okay?" As you turned your head, you caught sight of Jimin with a gentle smile on his face. You quickly nodded in response, your eyes wide, causing him to let out a soft chuckle. "Hey! We making new friends?" Came Hoseok's voice as he reached his hand out to you. "I'm Hoseok. Or Hobi, J-Hope, whatever's fine." he said. His signature smile was contagious, spreading warmth to the pit of your stomach as he spoke. You took his hand lightly, stifling a giggle. "I uh, I know who you are. I'm y/n. Or y/s/n. Whatever's fine." You mimicked with a warm smile. He laughed. "Nice to meet you, y/n!" His hand was warm, and making your head swim, prompting you to let go.

"Wait, y/s/n?" Yoongi asked, stepping into the conversation. "The new girl? You're debuting today, right?" As you glanced in his direction, your nervousness was evident in the rapid nodding of your head. "Mhmm! In uh.." you checked the time on your phone. "shit.. 15 minutes actually." You said, taking a shaky breath in. "Nervous?" came Taehyung's voice from behind Yoongi.

You were now the center of attention for the seven boys, who were anxiously anticipating your next words. "Incredibly so.." you replied, making them all smile at you. "Hey I'm sure you're going to do great!" Namjoon chimed in "yeah, you're going to sound amazing!" Said Jin. They all nodded as you laughed

"you guys have never even heard me sing, how would you know?" You asked with a playful lilt in your voice. "Well, you're beautiful, so I'm sure your voice matches." God. Jimin was just as flirty as people described him, with a playful smile and a wink that could light up the room. You rolled your eyes with a laugh. "Smooth, pretty boy." You chuckled out, making him smirk. Jungkook looked you up and down for a moment "Your outfit looks great, your stylists did an amazing job." You took a moment to examine your outfit, making sure every piece was in its place and smoothing out any wrinkles on your skirt.

"Thanks, I actually had to beg them to add black into the theme. They originally wanted me in all pink and white and that's just... really not my vibe." This had Hoseok raising a brow. "What's not your vibe? ...sweet and innocent?" He asked with a smirk and the tilt of his head.

For just an instant, your eyes flickered with something that looked almost like mischief before settling back into their usual serenity; however fleeting this transformation may have been, its impact left ripples. Luckily you were saved by staff running up to you. "Y/n you have 10 minutes! Please come get your hair and makeup touched up!" The girl sounded almost panicked. You gave her a sweet smile. "Be right there!" You said, putting your sweet and shy persona back on. "I should run. Thanks for the pep talk, boys!" you said with a small bow. "You got this!" Namjoon said as you turned to leave. Jin's voice stopped you "would it make you more or less nervous if we said we'll be watching?" You paused for a moment in thought. "Hmm, well, I think I'd be more motivated not to fall on my ass if I knew THE Bangtan was watching my every move." This made them smirk. "We'll have our eyes glued to you then." Hoseok said with a subtle wink, his voice low. "You better." You replied amorously as you walked away.

With you fully out of earshot now, the boys spoke. "she's cute as hell." Jungkook said. "Hm, she acts cute, but I think she's a little darker than that." Hoseok laughed. "Her and Jimin have the same vibes" Taehyung said playfully. "Oh, so I'm cute AND sexy? Thanks Taetae." Jimin retorted playfully, making the man roll his eyes. "Alright guys keep it in your pants." Yoongi commented. "Right, let's just go watch her performance like we promised, yeah?" Namjoon stated as they headed towards the changing room to switch outfits before returning to the audience.

As you stepped onto the stage, your nerves seemed to vanish into thin air as you effortlessly slipped into your performance persona. The song you performed was sultry, sassy, and sensual. Your manager referred to it as 'the triple S.' You found that you fell into the role easier than you thought you would since you discovered that with how bright the stage's colorful lights were, you could barely even see the crowd, but you could feel their energy and passion.

As your performance was coming to a close, one of your backup dancers suddenly fell near your feet. Despite knowing you needed to continue with the choreography, it felt wrong to simply step around her and ignore her situation. So, you decided to help her up while still singing and dancing, offering a reassuring smile and squeezing her hand gently when she looked panicked. She quickly fell back into the routine and the rest of the performance went on without another issue.

As soon as you left the stage, you were immediately ushered off to change into more appropriate clothing for sitting in the audience with the other idols who either weren't performing or had already finished their performances. A simple long black dress with two high slits on either side, though you still wore a leather garter with a chain, this time in black though. Your seat was just a row behind the bts boys, you gave a small bow and a smile as you passed them. Once you sat down, Hoseok, Jimin, and Jungkook all turned around to give you a thumbs up or small claps, telling you that you had done a good job. Despite your best efforts you couldn't fight the bright smile that took over your features.

No more than 2 hours later you were at the after party being reprimanded by your manager for stopping mid performance to help your backup dancer. "You know you're supposed to keep going in instances like that!" She barked out. "I technically did keep going! I wasn't just going to ignore her while she was struggling!" You spat back with an eye roll, arms crossed over your chest. She let out a deep sigh, her shoulders sagging in resignation.

However, before she could continue with whatever she was going to say, you abruptly turned and started walking away from her. Unfortunately for you though, your hasty retreat led you straight into the path of an oncoming person - or more specifically, their chest - resulting in a jarring impact that sent you stumbling backward several steps. "fuck! I mean, augh... sorry!" you bowed. "We're just always bumping into each other, huh? Now we're even." you looked up to see Jungkook with a couple of the boys not far behind. You let out a small laugh "I guess we are." as Hoseok walked up, he peeked around you for a moment, eyeing your manager as she huffed and stomped away.

"You get in trouble for something?" he asked. You nodded with another eye roll. "She's upset that I stopped to help my backup dancer when she fell." His eyebrows furrowed "she's mad at you for being a kind a decent human being?" You smiled "that's one way to put it I suppose." you replied. Jimin, hearing the conversation being had, pouted "I thought it made you look cool and likeable!" he said with a tilt of his head. You anxiously fiddled with your fingers, feeling a bit nervous. "Thanks guys, I appreciate it. I really hope it didn't ruin the performance." Hoseok shook his head. "Not at all! You were amazing up there!" Jungkook and Jimin nodded, agreeing. "Let me get you something to drink to get your mind off it, yeah?" He added. You smiled "sure, that'd be great."

As Jimin and Jungkook started mingling with the crowd, you and Hoseok headed towards the bar, located at the distant end of the room. The venue had arranged for an assortment of drinks to be served, and the bartender was busy filling orders.

He ordered you your drink of choice and something for himself as well. You two engaged in a casual conversation for nearly half an hour, exploring various topics and discovering shared interests such as music, movies, and hobbies. The ice in your second round of drinks had mostly melted, indicating they were nearing completion when he posed the question "you wanna get out of here?"

Halting your speech mid-sentence, you turned to face him with an inquiring gaze before your expression shifted into a sly grin that showed your true intentions. "Absolutely." You responded. He grinned widely as he grabbed your hand, his grip firm and confident, leading you towards the exit with purpose.

As you walked, he waved goodbye to his members, a gesture that seemed almost automatic. You spotted your manager heading towards you, her expression written in annoyance, causing your heart to race in anticipation. You gave Hoseok's hand a stern warning squeeze as your manager approached, making him raise an eyebrow at you in confusion. However, the mischievous grin spreading across your features told him everything he needed to know - you had no intention of being deterred by anyone.

"Run."

You said before pulling him into a dash towards the exit. You both burst into a fit of laughter as you rapidly made your way out of the building, the sound of your hurried footsteps on the hard floor growing fainter with each passing second until you were no longer in sight.

Tonight might be fun after all, you decided.

aaaa okay how was that? Thoughts? Critiques? Requests? Let me know what's up. Love you!! 🩷

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kooksbunnnn · 2 months

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Fuck around and..? JHS

Summary: Being neglected can bring out the brat inside you, little do you know that he loves to be the brat tamer.

Warnings: dom!hoseok × brat!reader. MATURE. 18+ Overstimulation? Edging? It's a mixture. Vibrator. Fingering. Unprotected sex(it's a no-no in reality). Reader cries and begs. THEY ARE DANCERS. Please tell me if I missed something.

Words: 1.7k approx.

Authors note: I am a little rusty and this is slightly unedited as well so please forgive if I make any mistake. Also, you can ask me to add you in the permanent taglist, so when I upload any drabble or story you could be notified🫶 ___________________________________________

"It seems like I underestimated how obidient you are. My perfect disciple."

The most important thing in dance is discipline, Hoseok told you that on the first day you visited his studio. You heard about how much body control he had, you just didn't realize how much you wanted him to control your body as well.

You used to imagine how his hands would feel around your throat or inside you. How would his dick feel in your throat or any of your holes. Never had you felt so out of control around someone. Always trying to get praised for how you move your hips.

Compliments about your dance turned into rewards so quick you didnt realize when he started to praise you for how good you looked riding him rather than at a move he taught.

And soon, you realized why you felt so powerless around him. It was like he stripped you of your powers as soon as you walked in that studio. He didn't have to say it verbally it was just the way he looked at you that made you submit to him.

You did not wanna upset him or disobey him. He made that very clear when you both started to date and get intimate, but getting less attention from him during crowded classes just wanted you to test his patience.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He says with a smile, fake, you can tell, calling you near your camera that was already set to film the routine, while all the dancers take a break.

"Tying my hair?" You say in a tone which makes his jaw tick. He hated you practicing with your hair tied up in front of others. Any other hairstyles were okay but this was his to hold, his to play around with, his to pull on while you got your throat fucked.

It made him want to bend you in front of everyone and tell them whom you belong to.

But as long as it got his attention, you were ready to risk it all.

He just glares at you as you stop letting your hair fall for the moment where you put your band in between your teeth, his gaze now unable to stay still on your eyes. You turn away from him to fidget with the camera's settings, pretending to fix something he told you to.

"Dont test me, doll." He says with his eyes squeezed, head tilted towards his feet.

"Oh yeah?" Stepping away from the camera, you start to put your hair very slowly in a ponytail, your top rising above your navel. He raises his head, eyes slowly trailing over your body.

Looking straight in your eyes, he steps towards you and scoffs. Looking at you, he raises a challenging brow meanwhile you finish your hairstyle by pulling the hair tie from your lips dramatically.

Tightening the hold of the hair tie on your messy pony tail with a raised brow, you tilt your head smiling innocently.

"Whatchu you gonna do about it, sir?" You challenge him with a smirk.

He smiles,"why dont you fuck around and find out, brat?"

A muffled cry escapes you as you feel your orgasm approaching. Once again.

The question, would he let you come or edge you again comes back. Again.

Hands at your back tied with a tie and mouth stuffed with a ball gag covered in spit, your knees were bruising against the satin sheets. You spread your shaking knees apart enough for your folds to touch the mattress and the vibrator that hoseok holds under your pussy.

He had been surprising you with different personas every time you saw him perform, but this? This dominant persona is your favorite, it is overwhelming to experience yet so cunt-clenchingly exciting every time.

"That's it, doll, let it go." He coos mockingly, and his voice sounds so soft against his appearance, shirtless and trousers unbottoned, making his briefs visible.

His voice makes you shiver in anticipation and makes you believe he is gonna let you come but then he can be so unpredictable.

Since he was choosing when to let you come, he has also been randomly edging you, you dont want to believe his words anymore.

You knew the first orgasm would have been a mind numbing one but he just laughed and removed the vibrator away from your pussy, laughing at how pathetically you cried. Surprising you with an orgasm after that by just lightly tapping your clit, soon followed by another one that almost made you blackout of overstimulation.

"Yeah? You wanna?"

Nodding your head slowly, your head falls back with a muffled moan. Tears falling over mixing with your spit your knees shake as he holds you with one hand and presses the vibrator harder on your clit with the other.

"Ohhhhh, feels good, right?"

He lets out at the same time you let out a low groan, making fun of how you shake and moan in front of him.

You nod your head again with garbled sounds coming from your mouth. Leaning in, he kisses your cheek, warm breath fanning your face, and you open your eyes to look at his dark ones, whining and mumbling a plea.

"Did you say something?" He says, pausing when you mumble something behind the gag. When you dont respond to his question, he immediately removes the pressure and puts the device aside.

"Look at me." He says gently holding your face with bith of his hands. "Are you okay? Still green?" You nod but he still loosens your gag.

"Words."

"Yes, green, just needed a sec." You say with a tired smile to assure his suddenly softening and concerned eyes.

"You're doing great baby, so perfect," he says, kissing you, which immediately makes you feel safe. Tightening the gag at your assurance, he leans down to lick a stripe from your tits to the spot behind your ear, making you flinch with sensitivity. Laughing, he grabs your waist to stop you from running.

Switching the vibrating device, he replaces it with his long fingers.

"Fuck baby, you're so wet." He breathes lightly rubbing his hand sideways and shifts his other hand from your waist to your head slowly. Your head falls back as his hand grazes your spine but soon gets yanked back to place by your ponytail in order to make sure you look him straight in the eye.

"I know you wanna cum all over my hands, baby, but have you been a good girl?" You nod almost too quickly at his question making him tsk in disappointment.

"Wow" he scoffs, "you really got some nerve, huh?" He snarls and slips two of his fingers inside you while unlocking the gag behind your head. You gasp as it falls off, and your head lols forward at the way his fingers felt inside you. Pulling your head back by your hair again, he says through his teeth,

"I am gonna ask you again, do you deserve to cum?" He grits his teeth while pulling his fingers out now palming your mound sloppily and slowly waiting for you to answer.

"I-I am sorry. Please-" he slaps your cunt making you gasp as soon as he hears your throaty plea.

"Yes or no!" He says now rubbing your folds with his palm slowly as you squirm with your mouth open in silent moan.

"No, no, oh shit, no!" You cry.

Parting your pussy lips with his index and ring finger he slowly flicks your clit making your body twitch with every movement his finger does.

"Such a good slut, so obidient." He coos licking your earlobe and you shake in his hold. Pressing his fingers in again he groans at how wet and sloppy you are. Letting your hands fall free from the back he opens the knot and pushes you lightly on the bed.

You watch with hooded eyes as he takes his dick out of his trousers and then throws his shirt somewhere on the ground. Rubbing his length all over your pussy, he enters you.

You gasp, feeling him inside you, stretch burning your walls. Your tears fall out as your hands reach to hold him.

"F-fuuuuck so tight- ah shit"

"Oh thats it"

You both moan at the same time. You could feel every ridge his dick had, its head reaching spots that makes you see stars.

"Oh, you're soooo dick drunk, baby," he smiles, wiping away the drool at the corner of your lips, and you moan, eyes rolling back.

"Such a good girl, so pretty. Fucking gorgeous" he says giving sloppy kisses to your neck and collarbones. You gasp when he bites your nipple while almost picking you up from the mattress from how hard he presses your body closer to his.

"Squeezing me so good, baby" he breathes.

"H-hobi," you squirm out of sensitivity, so he pulls out and quickly maneuvers your legs on one side, sliding in once again. The angle makes you both feel each other in a better way, tighter and closer.

Thrusting in and out, he reaches to your hand, which tries to find something to hold, entwining your fingers with his. He holds it beside your head against the mattress, slightly twisting you.

While your other hand goes up in his hair, he kisses you with fervor, grunting in your mouth licking up all your whines. He groans at the way you squeeze him. He pushes in once again grinding and rolling his dick deeper inside you.

"Oh my god," you gasp, pulling on his hair.

"Take it, I know you can." He says, gritting his teeth and sloppily thrusting in and out of you, signaling his climax. You both grunt at how harsh his thrusts are, almost punishing with a bruising hold on your hips as the sound of your skin smacking fills the room.

"Go on baby, ah fuck- tell me, who do you belong to?" He says, holding your jaw with his fingers turning your face towards him.

"You," you gasp, his lips brushing on yours.

"Me who, doll?" He licks in your mouth but pulls back before you can suck on it.

"Hoseok." You breathe out heavily followed by a moan on a particularly sharp thrust.

"Again-" he moans biting your chin.

"H-Hoseok," you moan louder this time.

"Louder." He grunts

"Hos-ohh," he shifts back to spread your legs open once again. Fisting the sheets above your head, he thrusts in you faster.

"Louder!"

"Hoseok- fuck oh my god!" You scream and he groans kissing you.

"Fuck. Cum, doll"

Your back arches and you clamp around his cock making him give a hard thrust followed by thick white spurts released into you. You moan at how filled you feel.

Chests heaving you both try to catch your breath, body sweaty and sticky you both stay in the position for some seconds. Coming back from his high, he peppers your body with small kisses, making your eyes flutter at the warm satiated feeling.

Tiredness take over you and you feel yourself falling asleep. Hoseok tries to slip out of you but you lock your hands over his shoulders, whining sleepily and making him slip inside you once again.

He smiles at how clingy and cute you become post-sex. Kissing you once again, he hums deep in your ear,

"Sweetie, I gotta clean you up." tucking a hair lock behind your ear, he pats your side gently.

"5 more minutes." You mumble, hugging him again.

"Baby-"

"Please," you pull him in tighter and wrap your legs around him, gasping at the feeling of his dick inside you. He teasingly thrusts his softening dick inside you once again, making you whine and bury your head in his neck.

He chuckles giving in, "Fine. Brat."

Date: 18th February 2024

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the one where hoseok comes home

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x gn!Reader Type: Drabble // Fluff // Established Relationship AU Rating: PG-13 — Minors DNI w/ my content, regardless! CW: None 💕 Summary: It’s October 2024 and your life finally — finally — resumes its orbit. WC: .5k A/N: Deviating from my WIPs (ope) because I needed a fix-it fic for, like, reality? Nobody requested this lil baby blurb, unless you count… me. Dedicated to (m)y jihope-biased emotional support moot, @here2bbtstrash

You’d learned more in eighteen months than you had in over eighteen years of formal education.

The first lesson came on your second morning alone: hotteok tastes better when it’s made for you. Even if the cook gets distracted by the background music they themselves are generating. Even if the edges are crispier than they should be, and the centers are a bit gooey, or there’s pre-packaged mix dusting over your previously clean countertops. Even if that hotteok is cold by the time you stop kissing and start eating, you know now that few things in life are sweeter.

He is, of course, but the point still stands.

Showers, you’d learned, are colder when you take them alone. This was a surprise you grappled with for weeks and a confounding reality you still struggle to square. A scientific mystery, then and now.

All of the hot water was yours — exclusively — to use as you pleased. You didn’t have to scramble, soap-covered and squealing, for the prime spot under the shower head. Cold air didn’t nip at your damp skin when you lost territory because you didn’t have to compete for any in the first place. Still, without whole-chested laughter to echo off the walls, not much existed to separate your body from cold porcelain.

The absence of personal space isn’t something you intend to ever take for granted again.

Of all the things you’d realized in your uncharacteristically quiet apartment, one thing hit a little harder:

Love looks different every day.

Sometimes, it comes at an odd angle. It’s spending all thirty minutes of a daily allowance with a phone propped against a faucet. It’s staring up at someone’s chin, watching fondly as they brush their teeth, and smiling when they remember — without being told — to put the cap back on the toothpaste.

Other times, it looks like an Excel spreadsheet of pop culture news, fastidiously collected and organized so that no groundbreaking celebrity gossip goes unreported. It’s incredulous eyes and a scandalized mouth hanging open, interjecting occasionally with, “Wa, jinjja?”

Every now and then, it looks like handwritten letters with thick, black redactions applied after the fact with a far heavier hand. Though you couldn’t tell where in the Republic they came from, you knew — without question — that government censorship does not apply to hastily doodled hearts.

Today, however, love doesn’t look like much of anything because its hands are covering your eyes.

It sounds like clean spoons clattering back into the dishwasher you’d been emptying, entirely unaware that the door down the hall had opened and shut out of earshot. It smells like army-issued shampoo and Thai milk tea from that little spot near the train station, where surprise journeys home occur two days ahead of schedule. And it feels like the ground shifting beneath your fluffy house slippers; the Earth now back on its axis and ready to resume spinning like it should.

Tonight, love will taste like hotteok for dinner — and you won’t have to make it yourself.

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Hiiiiii! Can you do a drabble for hobi

3. Smut(idk if that's the right one but anyways-)Ik that hobi is always portrayed as a hard dom but I kind of want to see him all soft dommy and fluffy cus maybe the reader is a virgin

"Don't cry, it will feel better soon"

maybe the first, but not the last time:

pairing: soft dom! hoseok x f. reader

genre: fluff || smut || established relationship au || non-idol au ||

summary: hoseok was written by a woman, and you're lucky he's all yours.

word count: 1.2k

tags/ warnings: fluff, smut in the forms of: vaginal fingering because hobi is a pleasure dom and a sweetheart and wants to make sure the reader is comfortable before she eventually loses her virginity, masturbation, mentions of bleeding.

notes: based on and off stage persona alone, i fully believe that hobi could pull off being both either soft or a little mean

drabble masterlist || my main masterlist

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Hoseok was written by a woman.

And as much as you’d been skeptical at first, how any human could be so perfect, a man no less, months after making it official he showed no signs of any ill intentions; no hidden ulterior motives that usually lurked in the shadows, only making an appearance when your partner had you wholly to themselves.

It was inevitable that the topic of sex would be brought up at some point in his courting of you, and as much as he hadn’t been pushy about it, you still felt there would always be the dreaded expectation of one day having to lose your virginity hanging over your relationship like a stormcloud.

You cursed society for feeding you doubt, because truly virginity didn’t mean anything, shouldn’t mean anything. And as much as you like to remind yourself of this fact, it was the niggling anxiety of intimacy that had you shying away from the topic.

Hoseok was far from reserved. He had no qualms about peeing with the door open, or skipping around your apartment with nothing but a towel on, truly making himself comfortable around you. And that’s when you realized that maybe Hoseok was the person you wanted to hand your wretched v-card to, because if it were to be anyone, then it’s going to be Hobi.

He’d made it apparent he was in this for the long run, so if not now, then when?

“Are you sure?” his eyebrows crease, watching as you shift from foot to foot; you look ever so pretty stood looking down at him, the cutest little hue of pink dusting your cheeks.

“Yeah” you nod, tongue wetting your bottom lip.

“You’re nervous” he points out, sinking a little further into the couch, legs falling open.

“I mean it’s kind of a big deal?” your shoulders deflate, working yourself up for the impending rejection, you can see it on the tip of his tongue.

“It doesn’t have to be a big deal” he shrugs, “The concept of virginity is a pile of dogshit”

You stifle a laugh behind your hand, “But what if I’m bad?”

The corner of Hoseok’s lip tugs up, “You’re inexperienced, not bad” he tells you, patting his thigh– and you follow, settling gently over his lap.

Hoseok’s hands run over your back, teasing at the hem of your shirt; never venturing to run over your bare skin, “Plus, I really like you”

“What does that have to do with anything?” your eyebrows crease, stomach tensing as he runs his thumb over your bottom lip.

“You could give me the worst head ever, and I’d probably still cum, you’re so pretty baby” he murmurs, “Just looking at you is enough, you don’t have to do any of the hard bits– let me take care of you”

You nod.

“Words, darling” he tucks your hair behind your ear, “I need to know you really want this”

“I want it” you whisper, absolutely mesmerized.

“Do you trust me?” he dares ask, hands holding your cheeks as your body goes lax in his lap.

“Yes, with my whole life”

“That’s bold of you, baby” he laughs, “Lucky I’d trust you with mine, yeah?”

You swallow thickly, fingers eager as you tug at the waistband of his sweats.

“Let’s go somewhere more comfortable” he pats your ass, arms hooking under your thighs, balancing your body over his shoulder.

He’s gentle as he lays you down on his bed, and you say nothing as he takes long strides into the bathroom, emerging seconds later with a towel. He must see your confusion, “Just in case you bleed”

“You’re not really helping with my nerves” you admit and Hoseok’s head tips back in laughter.

“It’s common, nothing to worry about”

You watch as he pulls his shirt over his head, prickly realization that this was actually happening hitting you full force, “Can I keep my shirt on?” you whisper, a small part of you hoping that maybe he hadn’t heard you.

His eyes widen by a fraction, “Of course, if that’s what you want” he nods, “We’ll go as slow as you need”

It’s embarrassing, the dribble of slick that dampens your panties as Hoseok looms over you. Pretty lips kissing down your jaw until your fingers tangle in hair, pulling him up for a kiss.

You shudder as his hand slips past the waistband of your shorts, “Is this okay?” he asks, teasing the lacy trim of your panties.

You nod, hips bucking upwards in search of sweet relief. His thumb brushes over your panty-covered clit, a sharp moan barely muffled by a hand slipping past your lips.

“You’re so sensitive, darling” he croons, “Are you comfortable taking these off” he toys with the string of your shorts, and you nod, tugging both your sleep shorts and panties off as your boyfriend rummages through his nightstand.

He lubes his fingers up, gentle as his free hand roams your body, slow enough that you know what he’s doing.

Your thighs twitch as a finger prods the entrance of your cunt, “Is this okay?” he asks, barely pushing into you.

You nod, head tilting to watch as his thumb flicks over your clit, electric pleasure pushing another pitiful dribble of slick over Hoseok’s fingers.

You don’t have the right words to explain how it feels when one of your boyfriend’s fingers push past your walls, strange stretch overpowered by the pad of his fingers dragging over such an intimate place.

Saline tears gather at your waterline, utterly overwhelmed by the onslaught of new sensations.

It’s as Hoseok eases a second finger into you that you blink, wetting your cheeks.

"Don't cry, it will feel better soon" he coos, fingers curling into your sweet spot. Your hips buck up at the unexpected pleasure.

“It doesn’t feel bad” you hiccup, “Just a little weird”

“Just relax for me, yeah?” he kisses behind your ear, “It will all feel a lot better if you just relax”

The tighness in your muscles uncoils, eyes squeezing shut as you focus on the slow drag of Hoseok’s fingers thrusting into you.

His thumb presses down on your clit, heat simmering throughout your body, “Hobi” you cry, “Gonna–” your hand flies to cover your mouth, cheeks flushed red. Sudden relief washing over you as you tip over the edge.

“That’s it” he croons, gently pulling his fingers out of you, “You did so well” he shushes you, hands firms as they run over your quivering thighs. “I think that’s enough for today” he tells you.

“But–” you start, blinking up at him when he presses a finger to your lips.

“No buts baby, I told you we’ll take it slow. 2 fingers were pushing it, and that’s okay”

“What about you?” your glance down at his cock, tip an angry red that you can only assume hurts.

“Do you mind if I–?” he gestures down to his length, pre-cum dribbling down his shaft at your unwavering attention.

“It’s okay” you nod, watching as his hand wraps around his cock, slicked up with your arousal from his hands, lithe wrist picking up the pace as he tugs at his length.

Your cunt clenches around nothing as Hoseok cums over your thighs, milky white, painting your skin with his release.

“How about I run a bath for you?”

“Can we bathe together?” you ask, watching a gentle smile tug at his lips.

“If you’re okay with that, then I’d love to” he hums, “You wait here, pretty baby”

“Be quick, I feel sticky”

Hoseok was written by a woman, and this may be the first time you’d given yourself to a man, maybe not having gone all the way, but you’re sure this wouldn’t be the last time. Because like Hoseok, you saw yourself in this for the long run.

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Jungkook victorian era

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hollyhomburg · 1 year

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The Vampire King

(Polyamory au) (Supernatural au) (Drabble!)

Summary: Vampire hobi never imagined himself a king, but after circumstances allow himself to take a human queen for a wife wife, he finds there’s a lot of love left in his cold dead heart.

Tags: Bullet fic, supernatural au, halloween surprise gift, Smut, Double penetration, Knotting, Vampire! hobi, Human! m/c, Knight! seokjin, Dragon! namjoon, Werewolf! jungkook, Succubus! jimin, Mage! Taehyung, Vampire! yoongi, Tentacles, oviposition, sex-magic, blood-lust, fear kink, edgeing, overstimulation, Ace! hobi, Dom! hobi

W/c: 2.8k (it’s a drabble okay 🥰)

A/N: happy halloween! here is a little surprise! i wrote this in like an hour lol so it’s heavily unedited but i hope you enjoy it! please remember to leave me a like and a comment if theres something in here you enjoyed!

- Vampire hobi has never fancied himself much of a ruler, but still- he ends up as the king of some nation after his long running best friend dies- having been king) and hobi- having been his 'long lost bastard son' or something, unwilingly inherits the throne.

- Hobi is old- older than many many magical beasts and things that go bump in the night. he’s old enough to think- hey i've never been a king before, might be fun, i could like it. (The truth is he’s dreadfully bored, dreadfully tired of the vampire council and his own kind).

- for a while he even likes to plan the balls! humans did always burn bright and burn quick, but they’ve always created the most fantastic creations too. their music puts even the sound of fairy song to shame.

- only...why are his advisors trying to get him to marry a human? isn't that a little antiquated? To fuck only one person and only one gender at that? He's convinced, because really, how long will he even be king anyway? He can only probably last another 20 or so years before they'll start to get suspicious of his inhumanly good looks and he’ll need to fake his own death to evade suspicions (humans might be interesting but they’re not the smartest bunch).

- only then, he meets the m/c, the princess of a rival nation who has the sweetest blood he's ever smelled. he’s winded in the throne room when he sees her, smells her, nostrils flaring, sure that his eyes must be flashing red. only- why is her heart beating faster when she sees him? how can such a beautiful creature love an old cold bag of bones like him?

- Her blood sings to him at all hours of the day, through every touch of their courtship, when he gifts her blood red roses, when he whispers sweet nothings that don’t mean nothing to her, calling to him almost as much as the delicate human it's attached too. he can’t say he’s ever met someone so, new before. so fresh and happy, it makes him smile in a way he’s forgotten he could.

- He can at least restrain himself until their wedding night. Only then does he allow himself to have a taste of her blood, explaining to her who- and more importantly what he is. what she’s bound herself too.

- The m/c is surprisingly cool with the whole being married to a vampire thing. she quickly develops a taste for not only being in love with hobi but also helping him feed more discreetly. Why would he ever need another feeding partner when he has her? She might even get mad at one point when he tries to hunt someone else because it’s her husbands needs she’s tending too after all.

- She loves to cuddle up in Hobi's lap while he’s sat on the thrown, kissing and pecking up her neck until they're alone and hobi can sink his teeth into her delicate throat. Being bitten by a vampire is kinda nice, the whole venom rush and all kinda feels like a drug, a feeling like liquid gold rushing through her veins.

- Sometimes she lets hobi sleepily teeth there when she sleeps and he dozes, vampires only need to truly sleep once a month, but he’s more than happy to just lie down beside her and close his eyes, often with his fangs softly buried in her neck. A vampire bite doesn’t hurt unless the vampire wishes it, and hobi would never hurt her.

- There’s only one problem with their whole relationship. most vampires sexual desires wane over time, not all- but most. Hobi has fucked and been fucked in just about every single position way and hour of the day that a person can even be fucked. it’s not that he doesn’t love the m/c it’s just that...he can’t feel any lust other than bloodlust anymore.

- And it doesn’t help that Hobi’s venom also makes the m/c extremely extremely horny too.

- That doesn't mean he's not well invested in seeing the queen fucked. in-fact, he loves to watch her loose her careful veil of coquettish composure, loves to watch her overstimulated and squirting, all over the floor of their lavish bedchambers. would never get tired of licking the slick from her lovers fingers. Just because he prefers to watch and not participate doesn't make his love for her any less real, doesn’t make the aftercare he gives her after her scenes any less lingering and caring.

- King hobi has quite the vetting process for the queens concubines only the best lovers and cocks make it into the queens inner circle. maybe rumors start, that the king has promised a lavish life to anyone who would be the bedmate of the queen.

- There’s prince Namjoon, second in line to the dragon throne (not that anyone would ever know, he keeps his dragon form quietly leashed most of the time). both of his cocks fuck the queen well enough to have her begging for hobi to make namjoon a permanent fixture in their lives, even if his double knots are a little bit harder to hide and fit in her little cunt, hobi orders namjoon to try, making her take it until she’s crying.

- The queen just about screams the first time her little pussy and ass are filled at the same time. cumming to the sound of hobi’s merciless laugh because “you’re cute when you cum hard my sweet” it’s all a game to him, a game that she and namjoon are more than willing to play every evening, during the day too sometimes. although they press their luck- having her attend meetings and afternoon tea time with lords and ladies with her cunt all stretched and fucked- dripping namjoon’s copius amounts of cum because dragons are known for ridiculous stamina.

- The dragon princess endless firey stamina is almost enough to sate her permanently. Almost- but even namjoon cant contend with bloodlust in a human body, even he whimpers out “wanna knot, please my king” after the 3 hour he’s spent mounting her.

- please imagine hobi quietly sipping wine from a velvet chair, sighing and saying “if you must” flippantly as her holes are stretched to capacity. It’s Nothing that a few hours of coddling can’t change, soothing the dragons tears. “my little fire” he’d croon, whipping back namjoon’s bangs, “it’s not your fault our little queens a bit of a slut” both of them contending with a pouty “hey!” from the m/c pressed between them.

- the m/c loves to sleep like that fire at her back, and the cold body of her undead husband at her front. only...her bed is terribly large, surely theres room for one more?

- then there’s knight Seokjin, who might be the only human in hobi’s bunch but isn’t anyone to dismiss, his prowess in the sack and on the battlefield is something legendary and well known among the kingdom. he’s quickly appointed as the queens royal guard.

- His levels of oral prowess certainly never leave anything to be desired either. At dinnertime, Hobi often asks him nicely to get on his knees for the queen often because his baby deserves to be spoiled (and it’s not like Seokjin never cums while eating her out, apparently her pussy is just as delectable as her blood).

- they play this game where during dinnertime jin kneels on a pretty little velvet cushion, and as long as the m/c keeps her face schooled into a mask of propriety he’s allowed to continue, but jin makes it offally difficult when he puts his plush lips around her clit and sucks. and all of a sudden hobi’s calling jin’s name and he’s pulling himself out from under her skirts, looking dazed, his lips slick soaked.

- sex is always a game to hoseok, he always loves to give her little tasks to tease her, don’t cum even after both namjoon and jin have cum in you, keep their cum warm and snug inside of you my queen, we can’t have the whole castle knowing who you like filling you up, would they all ask me for a chance to fuck you? if they knew how sweet you sounded when you’re being ruined?

- and it’s even better if jin gets on his knees for her while hobi’s having his meal as well, the way she whimpers and falls apart, her pleasure so so sweet in her veins has hobi often reaching down to pull seokjin up for messy messy kisses. (kisses aren’t the same as sex, hobi will always love getting kisses even if sex has lost it’s interest).

- sometimes, when the m/c is extra extra tired and if hobi’s taken a bit too much blood from her the night before. hobi will pull jin into their bed (the knight might prefer to take the evenings in the dragon princes quarters frequently, it’s nothing against hobi or her it’s just that sleeping next to a chilled block of vampire isn’t the most comfortable)

- hobi loves jin’s blood too, almost as much as the m/c’s, the bloodlust affects him too- enough that it causes the knight to rut against hobi’s legs, which is fine 🥰 hobi doesn’t mind it even if he never feels wanting stiring in his own belly.

- then they’res succubus jimin, who appears in the queens quarters by complete accident, as only ‘a true act of lust could summon a succubus’ (this true act of lust might just happen to be an orgy planned by the king for the queens birthday).

- Jimin is not only the m/cs cutest companion (succubi where designed by the devil himself to be cute, but jimin still blushes when hobi calls him that). jimin’s a lovely little bedwarmer for her on the nights that hobi simply can’t be tempted for sleep,

- But he also makes her laugh and so so happy, hobi loves to watch them from the shadows as they lounge in sunlight. jimin might also have the prettiest prettiest cock in the land, but thats a secret that you keep. the prettiest thickest little cock that the m/c loves to bounce on- that maybe even the king likes to drink from (succubi find all acts of lust pleasurable, even acts of bloodlust), he murmurs in her ears, dark magic that makes her pleasure thicker, makes her soul belong to jimin in ways it can’t belong to the others.

- and then theres mage taehyung, who charms himself not only to have a cock, but maybe a few tentacles as well, One- two- three- four as many as she wants to fill her up. he might also make her some aphrodisiac potions, might make the king some too when he asks to just have one night, one night where he understands the wanting that the other have again. it’s not enough to set him truly back into human wanting, and yet, it’s more than enough to have their bonds all reaffirmed.

- Mage taehyung has a lovely habit with the spells, has a mind thats almost as creative as hobi’s when it comes to figuring out new sexual deviances to torture the m/c, the edging potion in taehyung favorite, the one that makes it impossible for the drinker to cum no matter how many times their clit is spanked or how many cocks they take in their cunt or hole (mages do often take succubi for familiars, and once jimin and his bond is made, there’s no breaking it. succubi blood is a very very potent potion additive too!)

- maybe one time, during a demon summoning gone wrong, tae doesn’t just summon the tentacles, but gets possessed by the leviathan too. he ends up breeding the m/c in their form, fucking her full of demon eggs that thankfully another spell helps vanish. the coven finds her like that, fucked dumb on the floor a tenticals holding her up and fucking her down on three, tae’s eyes rolled back speaking some demon tongue.

- “the demon king wants her hyung” jimin sniffles, once he’s managed to kick the demon out of tae’s body. “don’t want him to have her, she’s /ours/” “i won’t let anything happen to her, or any of you” hobi promises, but it does nothing to comfort the little succubus “then why haven’t you turned her yet? anything could happen to her or jinnie and they’d just be gone”

- Hobi’s coven does enjoy teaseing her by how eager she’d been to take the monsters eggs, they have their fun and forget the fear “maybe i should open our doors for every little beasty and beauty that comes our way my sweet” hobi threatens, hand warming over the m/c’s swollen stomach. Feeling her shiver in fear and delight.

- the vampire werewolf wars are long over, there isn’t enough bad blood between their races for him not to allow the sweetest pup from the stables, alpha jungkook- to show his prowess in the bedroom. There isn’t a sight king hobi likes more than watching the m/c dig the heal into jungkook’s knot while the alpha whimpers from her feet, his hands carefully folded behind his back the picture of absolute obedience. All for the chance to knot and breed her.

- maybe hobi’s eyes warm at that- because he’s long since given up having children with the m/c after none- not even Seokjin’s seed managed to take. they are very very in love and desire to have a family even if their relationship isn’t the most conventions.

- Hobi might have a particular fondness for when jungkook’s ruts sync up with the full moon and he has to fuck her in his monstrous form too 🥰 after that she might be able to take both of Joonies knots at the same time.

- Now, king hobi has never ever been convinced by one magical species to enter the queens coven of pretty little concubines. Hobi would never ever dream of allowing another vampire to fuck the m/c- in the fear that maybe they’d be convinced to suck her blood, and her blood belongs only to the king.

- But then one of his old friends comes to visit, vampire Yoongi, who is the first fledgeling that Hoseok ever sired. Although time and more than one broken heart separated them they great each other as more than family and more than lovers.

- hobi gets to watch her walk with the vampire, feeling his own long cold heart warming as he gets to see her laugh and throw herself into the others arms, fangs flashing in the light. And hobi really can’t contain his heart can he? he’s too fond of the both of them, cant resist giving his fledgling and his sweet sweet little human wife what they both want.

- maybe hobi discovers that he likes feeling yoongi gulping, likes to hear the stutter of her heart as he feeds on the other side of her throat.

- hobi ends up taking a new fledgeling half a decade later, only because he couldn’t bear to be parted from either of them in death. Maybe yoongi helps him too- having never sired another vampire to be his own fledgeling, maybe they both bite on either side of her neck to turn her at the same time.

- hobi laments the loss of her sweet sweet human blood (because vampire blood just doesn’t taste the same although they’ll still feed from each other often, especially as her sire, they’ll both need to stay close through nearly 10 years of blood cravings.

- hobi can’t wait to nurse his needy little fledgling, and yoongi’s going to do so well- hobi already knows they’ll both have the cutest cutest nest- and if the other vampire wants to lean into his nesting instincts for the first time in nearly a thousand years then hobi won’t complain.

- (if you’re wondering what happens to jin, he and jungkook happen to mate, although it’s a little non-traditional for the omega to be older than their alpha- jungkook very very good at guiding jin through his werewolf puberty)

- He fakes his own passing as the king, and the throne passes to one of his long lost relatives. and hobi and his little coven of demons and witches and vampires flees to a castle in the countryside. where they’re all left to fuck and fight and feed from each other for eternity.

- Hobi’s coven might not be the most conventional of covens, but it’s one he made himself with the kind of love that last centuries <3

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Jhugas masterlist:🍀🪷🫧

Fun fact: All of my titles are a quotations from the story ^^

PLEASE ACKNOWLEDGE THAT :

These stories do not represent BTS at all ! The characters in the stories are not the same as the real persons. These are pure fictions with characters.

English is not my first language ^^

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🪐: Angst | 🌺: Smut: MNDI | 🍃: Fluff | 🪨: Sad

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‘Brave one’: 🌺 - Jimin, Hoseok — Summary: During a dance practice, you and Hoseok were getting horny, but Jimin wasn’t going to let that happen without him. ~{1,5k}~

‘Trust me’: 🌺 - Jungkook, Hoseok, Yoongi — Summary: While watching a movie with Jungkook, Hoseok and Yoongi, things get more spicy than expected. ~{1,6k}~

‘Do it.’: 🌺 - any Bts member — Summary: you and your husband trying to have sex at his concert… and after. ~{1,6k}~

Kim Seokjin: 💜☂️👾

‘The moon watching over the sun’: 🍃 — Summary: You got your period last night and Jin, your husband, knows how much they hurt. So all day he’s going to take care of you ^^ ~{1k}~

Jung Hoseok:🌟✨🍌

‘Dirty whore’: 🌺 — Summary: you tease him while you’re eating food at a restaurant with your friends, who would’ve thought you’d be in the toilets doing it with him? ~{1,2k}~

‘I mean it’: 🍃 — Summary: You finally meet the guy you were talking with for a year. After two month meeting in real life, you go to the beach together with his friends. What do you think is going to happen? ~{1k}~

‘Just follow me’: 🌺 — Summary: You and your rival, Hoseok, have to make out in front of the paparazzis to make them believe you’re dating. How will this go? ~{1k}~

‘Look at me’: 🌺 — Summary: You have a bad habit of peeling the skin of your lips. He warns you then teases you until you finally get comfortable enough to have eye contact with him… After all of that? Isn’t he supposed to be just a friend? ~{1k}~

‘Relax baby’: 🌺 — Summary: after your friend Hoseok learns that you never had sex nor fingered, he decides to help you… ~{1,6k}~

‘Can we?’: 🌺 — Summary: Hoseok and you are practicing a duet, but when he learned that you were dancing with someone else the day before, he got jealous. ~{1,6k}~

‘Of Course Baby.’: 🌺🍃 — Summary: You needed him one last time before he left again.. ~{1,2k}~

Kim Namjoon:🎀🎟️🌷

‘C’mon baby, sit.’: 🌺 — Summary: Namjoon has always protected you since you were young… but now that you were older, he still protected you the same. But you, you wanted to prove him that you grew, and that this feeling that grew on you for him, wasn’t just childish love. ~{1,5k}~

Park Jimin:🍪🐣🌼

‘Silence spoke better than words’: 🍃 — Summary: Jimin, your childhood bestfriend and crush, has something in his mind at your birthday party. You decide to go up to him and have a nice conversation. But instead, something else occurs. ~{1,2k}~

‘Understand what?!’: 🪐🪨🍃 — Summary: You and Jimin start arguing about your break up, and he decided to clear few things up. ~{1,2k}~

‘Good night love’: 🍃 — Summary: Jimin is scared to confess his feelings for his dear bestfriend, you. Thankfully though, Yoongi will help him open himself. ~{1,5k}~

‘I’m not done with you…’: 🌺🪐 — Summary: Your argument was stupid and getting hurtful, so you expected a few things from Jimin, but not this… ~{1,9k}~

‘Film yourself for me.’: 🌺 — Summary: Your boyfriend misses you while he’s on tour, and he needed one thing from you… ~{1,5k}~

Kim Taehyung:🏮🍄🍓

‘That one night’: 🌺 — Summary: You and Taehyung got invited to the Celine after party on a public beach at night. As fans are watching and filming you two, you can’t stop each other from flirting, not knowing that things will get pretty… interesting. ~{1,3k}~

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‘Right now?’: 🌺 — Summary: Taehyung and you get some fun on the balcony in the middle of nowhere…

Jeon Jungkook: 🌀🌊🐬

_MINI SERIES_

‘Prove it’: 🌺🪐

Masterpost

‘I don’t mind’: 🍃🪐

Prologue ~{700}~

Day one ~{1,6k}~

Summary: You went to a sport camp with a friend. But you didn’t know that you’ll not only be with her, but also your ex, Jungkook, and your bully, Suhyeok. In front of Suhyeok’s shitty behaviour towards you, how will Jungkook, that already hates him, react?

_ONE SHOTS/ DRABBLES_

‘I owe her my life’: 🍃🪐🪨 — Summary: You love Bts and Army, but you don’t think you’re made for this lifestyle, so you’ve been considering leaving the group. But how will Jungkook, the one that loves you the most, react? ~{1,2k}~

‘I want you…’: 🌺 — Summary: You and Jungkook are going to ‘Jack in the box’ release party. But you two being the freaks that you are, you won’t be able to go to the party without having sex… twice.~{1,7k}~

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‘Be a good girl’:🌺 — Summary: You decide to try cock warming while he plays a game, but it doesn’t go as planned… ~{1k}~

1st 1k-1.2k likes!!

‘I only want you’: 🍃 — Summary: Jungkook is scared of the moment you’ll get a boyfriend, he doesn’t want anyone to take his place and he tells you about it. ~{1k}~

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ the type to…┈┈┈┈┈

YOONGI—The type in sex to: 🌺

NAMJOON—When you’re sad, scared, needy, and horny:🍃🌺

HOSEOK—Fluff headcannons: 🍃—The type of rich bf to: 🍃—The type in sex to: 🌺

JUNGKOOK—Fluff headcannons:🍃

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chyuuiung · 10 months

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do I make you nervous?

quick hobi drabble, had this thought literally 10 mins ago and figured I should write it so I won't forget it, so forgive me for any mistakes 🙏 the dynamic between the two could be up for interpretation but I thought it was rlly cute. might make a longer, revised version later.

NOT PROOFREAD

no warnings

it was during the photoshoot for the concept photos of his upcoming album, and you decided to lend a helping hand with his makeup.

"hold still for a second," you said with a breathy laugh, holding his jaw gently to lift his head up to you. you held the eyeliner pencil, using it to mark the area on his nose where you'd be gluing the fake bridge piercing.

"are you done?" he asks, moving his head forward to look in the mirror while fixing a couple strands of his hair.

"no silly, I haven't even put the glue on yet" you said, once again holding his jaw and lifting it. "here, put your hand out" he held his hand open in front of him for you to put the little plastic beads as you put the glue on the eyeliner marks you had previously made.

hoseok looks into your eyes as your face hovers above his, you can feel the tension but avoid the eye contact, smirking ever so slightly. you knew what he was doing, and he knew that you knew.

shyly, you turn around, definitely a bit farther than necessary to put the glue back down. you turned back to him, his head still leaning back, picking up a metal bead out of his open palm.

as your face closens he locks eyes with you once again, a cheeky smile on his face.

"close your eyes" you say while letting out a quiet giggle.

"why? are you putting something on my eyes too?" he asks, closing them as you requested.

"no, it's just.." you trail off, not even sure what you were gonna say, but its pretty obvious youre flustered. and although he can't see it, he can hear your smile as you speak.

he raises an eyebrow with his eyes still shut, opening them just a second later.

"just what? do i make you nervous?" he smirks as he speaks, closing his eyes again.

"oh shut up," you whisper, face just a couple inches away from his as you try to glue the final bead on his face.

and once again, he can't see it, but he can hear the smile in your voice.

"you're so cute"

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7brownsuga7 · 5 months

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Hobis the type to be friendly and innocent while youre over, knowing he has a collection of whips, chains and toys that he will use on you later. He’ll laugh with you and make jokes knowing he’ll have you crying out in pleasure soon enough.

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7ndipity · 6 months

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Scary Good

Hobi x Plus Size Reader

Summary: A spooky movie and needy Hobi? You couldn’t imagine a better way to spend Halloween.

Warnings: VERY suggestive, grinding, handsy Hobi, swearing, not proofread

A/N: Thanks to @ygwa for requesting this! I hope you like it!

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Requests are open

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“Okay, I’ve got popcorn and candy, do we need anything else?” You asked as you joined Hoseok in the living room.

“I need something.” Hobi said from his spot on the sofa, puckering his lips at you.

Biting back a grin, you complied, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before catching his chin in your hand. “You know that’s like the fifth time you’ve done that tonight?” You asked.

“Yeah, so? I can’t help that you make me want kisses.” He said with a cheeky grin.

“Oh, so this is my fault?” You said looking at him questioningly.

“Definitely.” He nodded seriously, trying to lean in for another kiss, but at the last second, you pulled away teasingly, earning a pout from him.

“Meanie.” He said, narrowing his eyes at you, making you laugh again.

Even since he’d arrived at your place earlier that evening, Hobi’d been extra needy, following you around everywhere as you tried to set things up for your movie night. You were used to his normally affectionate nature, but tonight it was like he had shifted into overdrive, clinging to your back as you’d prepared the snacks and begging for kisses every five minutes.

Finally, you settled onto the couch with him, draping a blanket over the two of you as Hobi tugged at you until you were tucked into his side with your legs over his lap.

“What do you wanna watch?” He asked, hooking his arms around your waist contentedly.

“We could watch a scary movie?” You suggested. “It is Halloween, after all.”

“Ehh.” His face immediately scrunched up in distaste.

“I’ll take that as a no?” You said, giggling at his expression.

“I just don’t understand why people like them so much? Why would you purposefully scare yourself?” He said as you scrolled through the various titles.

“Some people like the adrenaline rush, like with roller coasters, though personally I think it’s mostly an excuse to ‘comfort’ each other when you get scared.” You said, earning a snort from him as you wiggled your brows at him suggestively.

“Oh! Well then, by all means, let’s please watch one of those!” He said, making you laugh as he tightened his grip on you.

“Are you sure?” You asked, amused by his sudden enthusiasm.

“Mhm, just don’t pick anything super scary.” He said.

You quickly picked a movie and settled back against him, snuggling down into the blanket.

“Are you scared yet?” He asked.

“Not yet.” You grinned.

“How ‘bout now?”

“Would you shush!” You scolded him, giggling.

To your surprise, the movie actually turned out to be somewhat interesting, you and Hobi finding yourselves immersed in the plot and watching in comfortable silence for several minutes.

Inevitably though, a distraction presented itself in the form of Hobi’s hands finding their way from your waist down to your thighs, tracing seemingly absentminded patterns over the expanse of skin, his fingers stopping just shy of the bottom edge of your pajama shorts, making you squirm slightly as you grew increasingly frustrated, heat beginning to spread in your lower belly.

”Hobi?” You breathed.

“Hmm?” He hummed.

“I think I’m scared now.” You said.

“Oh thank God!” He exclaimed, causing you to let out a squeal of surprise as he immediately dove on top of you, letting out a relieved groan as he was finally able to connect his lips with yours. “I didn’t know how much more of that movie I could take.” He mumbled.

The kiss started out slow and sensual but quickly intensified, his tongue swiping into your mouth as his hands slipped under your shirt, kneading the soft flesh of your sides as they crept higher, making you shiver as you arched into his touch.

“Hobi.” You whined as his mouth left yours and trailed down your neck.

“Hmm? What is it, Pretty Baby?” He said softly, nipping the underside of your jaw, making you shudder again.

You loved the way Hobi loved you, always so praising and reverent, treating your body as if it were a prized piece of art.

Feeling a sudden burst of confidence, you pushed him so he was sitting back against the back of the couch, swinging a leg over his lap to straddle him, earning a grunt of satisfaction from him as you looped your arms around his neck, reconnecting your lips with his.

“Fuck, you drive me crazy.” He groaned between kisses, letting out a choked moan as you rolled your hips against his experimentally.

“Hmm? What was that?” You asked teasingly, repeating the action and causing his hands to shoot up and grip your hips tightly, fingers dimpling the soft skin as he tried to urge your movements on.

“Don’t tease, please?” He whined.

“I’m not teasing, I’m just trying to make you feel good.” You said sweetly, leaning down to peck his lips as you continued your agonizingly slow pace. “Don’t you feel good?”

He nodded, closing his eyes as he tried desperately to concentrate.

“Bed, please.” He managed, breathing unsteadily.

“You wanna go to bed already?” You cooed, enjoying the sudden role reversal between you, admiring his already fucked out expression. “But we’ll miss the end of the movie.”

“Fuck the movie” He groaned, pupils blown wide as he looked up at you. “I’ll make you scream better than it ever could.”

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