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onewmin · 10 months

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snow on the beach | jaebeom | knj | 18+

Parings: Lim Jaebeom x fem!reader x Kim Namjoon

Summary: You reminisce on the memories about the most important men in your life after being caught in between them, your feelings put at stake.

Warnings: AU, SMUT (do not engage in my works if you’re a minor), non-graphic description of sex, mentions of oral (f receiving), friends to friends with benefits to friends to lovers (?), mentions of cheating, profanity, the reader doesn’t know what she feels (very elena gilbert of hers), a very cheesy thing in the end (pls I’m a sucker for such stupid clichés) and a cliffhanger of course; typos, a slight of angst

Author’s note: hope you enjoy this… whatever this is lmao. Let me know what you think!!

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Disclaimer: My works are not for minors to read. All the appearances of real people are taken for inspiration purposes only. I do not own anything, except for my writing.

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A summer breeze blew through your hair, hugging your shoulders with its warmth. There’s something about beaches, something that has always drawn you to this place. Is it the ocean, the small waves of which washed over your feet in the early hours of the days; is it the sand, that was always collected in your shoes after you walked around? You don’t really know, to be honest. You just know that you love being on the beach, whether it’s winter or summer, whether you’re alone of with someone else.

Five years ago, Jaebeom took you to the beach to teach you how to swim. Back then, you’d been friends for over a year, and shared the benefits for several months. The beach was secluded, isolated almost; so after his successful lessons, the two of you ended up making out on the sand. You remember sitting on his lap, arms wrapped around him, hands in his hair, tugging. You remember his grips on your waist, fingers putting hair behind your ears, slow kisses with sweet nothings whispered in between them. None of you had ever opened up to the other party of the mess, coming clear with the mutual feelings the two of you had developed. He never spoke of, and neither did you. You two just continued making love and acting like a couple until some months later you met Namjoon.

“Joon asked me to be his girlfriend”, you said to Jaebeom, when the two of you were smoking outside the bar.

“What did you answer?”

You shrugged your shoulders and threw the cigarette in the bin. “Figured I’d talk to you first”.

Jaebeom peered right through you, and then took the second cigarette from the pack. “No need to. He’s a great guy. You should go for it”.

Deep inside your head, you were hoping he’d snap, take your hand and pull you in his arms, whispering about you being his girl, like he did when you’d have sex. But he never did. And so the two of you were only friends again.

You grew to love Kim Namjoon quite quickly; he was always tender with you, gentle touches left on your cheeks whenever the two of you kissed. He fell for you first, having spent months dancing around you, trying to approach you the best way possible. He’d bring you flowers, take you on long bike rides and meet you after work. You’d go on simple dates, like movies or walks, but you were mesmerized by every little thing he did for you. However, Jaebeom wasn’t the bad guy in the story either: he was still you close friend. And prior to Namjoon, he had also done everything to make you fall for him.

But Jaebeom never acknowledged that. Namjoon did.

For your first anniversary the two of you rode your bikes to the beach to have a picnic, while watching the sunset. There were plenty of people there too, but you only saw Joon, and his ever glowing love reflected in him holding your hand and smiling brightly at everything you said.

And while the time was passing, Jaebeom had gotten in and out multiple relationships, you and Namjoon stood strong, facing every challenge together. Him and Jaebeom grew to be friends too, and you never touched upon you and him being an item before Joon. Because, no matter how friendly they’d been to each other, Kim Namjoon was overly possessive whenever he saw you and Jaebeom together.

Something seems off, he’d think to himself, judging you male best friend silently, but I can’t grasp what. You had to reassure him a thousand times that there was nothing between the two of you, — at least, not anymore — and he’d cool down, coming back to that sweet persona of his.

And the time has passed almost invisibly, marking your fifth anniversary as lovers and second one as an engaged couple. Things were going pretty great, horrendously sweet the two of you are, your friends would say.

Jaebeom, on the other hand, four months prior to your anniversary, had broken up with his long-term girlfriend — probably, the first one in years that he had very serious intentions about. He called you in the middle of the night, his speech slurring, for you to find him in the alley, drunkenly unconscious. Having carried him to your car, you heard him mumbling to himself, lying in the backseat, while you were driving him home.

“Jaebeom, you’re heavy son of a bitch”, you huffed, after putting him in his bed, and taking his clothes off. You didn’t feel the wave of embarrassment seeing him in his boxers only; you only felt a tsunami of irritation growing inside of you.

“Stay”, he grabbed your wrist when you had put the blanket over his body.

“Jaebeom, you know I can’t stay”, your annoyance turned into softness the moment you heard his weak voice.

“I can’t sleep without you”, he looked you right in the eyes, “I think… I think about you a-all the time”, he stuttered.

“Oh god, you’re too drunk”, you replied and released yourself from his grip. He was obviously imagining his ex-girlfriend brought him home. That’s what you kept on telling yourself even when you heard him murmur your name when leaving.

The two of you never spoke of that. Not until two months ago.

Your friends would tell you about the most bizarre experiences of them finding out their partners were cheating: catching them red-handed was the most outdated one. Nevertheless, no matter how ‘boring’ it was, that what happened to you. Namjoon and the girl from his work, in your bed, in the bed the two of you have shared for the past three years.

“It’s not what you think!” Followed you as you flew out of the apartment, only to jump in your car and drive, drive, drive until you couldn’t feel your hands, which were gripping the wheel tightly. You stopped near the beach.

Sitting on the sand, you shivered from the cold spring wind as a harbinger of the heavy rain that followed shortly after you arrived. The raindrops fell on the water, creating ripples on its surface; and you didn’t know what really soaked the sand — the rain or your tears.

Soaked to the core, you tried to warm yourself in the car, bone-shaking sobs ripping your heart apart with every breath you took. You stayed in the car, in the parking lot of the supermarket outside the city, and fell asleep in the driver’s seat, head resting on your hands on the steering wheel.

You drove to Jaebeom’s house in the morning, just to cry more, being safe in his arms. He made you stay in his house even for longer, as you felt sick the next day, your beach experience being the fault. Namjoon was banned from visiting.

“She doesn’t want to see you”, you woke up to hear the words coming from the hall of Jaebeom’s house.

“Is that what she said?” You knew Namjoon’s voice all too well not to recognize him. “Or this are your words?”

“Both”.

“She’s my fiancée, not yours, Jaebeom”.

“Is she still?” Jaebeom chuckled. “Don’t remember her being ecstatic about your wedding since she caught you fucking someone else”.

1:0, Jaebeom won that round. Namjoon left but kept on bombarding your phone, texting and calling all the time. What could he possibly tell you? That it was a mistake? That him sleeping with his colleague was… What? What possible excuse could he ever given to make you forgive what he had done?

The anger has turned into resentment; you could no longer think of Namjoon without feeling sick to your stomach. Your engagement ring was in your bag, a lingering memory of the moments you were the happiest.

“Have you ever thought about it?” You and Jaebeom were sitting on the couch, watching TV in his house. You’ve just gotten better, but he insisted you stayed a little bit longer. You didn’t mind.

“About what?”

“About…” He hummed. “About us”.

“Us?”

He took a deep breath. “Like, if we… If you and me… Shit”. He ran his hand through the hair. “If I, uh…”. Jaebeom stopped for a moment again. “If I asked you to be my girlfriend back then, would you be mine?”

Gawking at him, you opened and closed your mouth, being unable to produce a sound or a thought. Just like that? Five years have passed!

“What are you… What are you talking about?” Your words came out as a whisper.

He moved closer to you, having taken your hands in his. “I-I just… I just want to know”. His brown eyes scanned you, pupils dilating every time his gaze stopped at your lips.

“It’s been too long for me to even remember-“

“I couldn’t forget”. His words firm, unlike the soft caressing of your hands by his fingers. “Because no matter how much time passed, I find myself still… Still drawn to you”. Your chest suddenly was heavy and the heartbeat was the only sound you could hear. “Don’t you ever think of… us?”

Your verbal answer came out as silence, but you quickly found yourself pulling him in for a kiss. Starting slowly, it escalated into a heavy one, tongues sloppily meeting in between moans. You never dreamt to be in his arms ever again, nevertheless, you were.

The couch was no longer enough as the two of you crawled to his bed, entangled in the sheets. His touches were the same, same as you remembered them: simply perfect for you. His head buried between your thighs, exploring your most sensitive spot once again, even more skillfully and satisfyingly this time.

And as you were riding him, head thrown back, both of you lost in pleasure, your personal Edem inside his bedroom. The way he tugged on your hair, gently and tenderly, when talking you from behind, open-mouthed kisses left on your back and shoulders. Every year spent suppressing your desire for each other turned into an erupting volcano; and there was no possibility to stop the disaster from happening.

You regretted it in the morning. You regretted it until Jaebeom woke up and grinned at you, lips touching your forehead in a soothing kiss, as if he’d felt the pain you were feeling. The said pain was relieved by the kiss, and then by another, turned into making out, turned into him slowly thrusting into you. For several hours you couldn’t even remember Namjoon’s name — as if the mere touch of Jaebeom’s erased your fiancé from your head.

However, not from your heart. No matter how good it was, no matter the suppressed feelings for Jaebeom coming back, you still had feelings for Namjoon as well. Torn apart, you were unable to leave Jaebeom, ‘cause doing it felt like leaving him forever. It seemed if you stepped out of his house, you’d lose him forever. But if you stayed? If you stayed, wouldn’t you lose Namjoon?

Did he think about that when cheating on you?

So you drove to the beach instead. Summer is in its full bloom, people walking around, swimming, laughing. Not many of them, but enough for you not to feel lonely. And as the weather seems perfect, you close your eyes to trust your faith to the only place you ever felt safe at.

“If it snows today, now, on the beach”, you speak to the ocean through your thoughts, eyes squeezed, “I’ll drive home to the man I love”. As if you knew. As if you had a clear vision of your future. As if you one whom to love.

And as you stand there, eyes still closed, several minutes pass. When you hear people’s voices suddenly getting louder, you lift your head to look at the sky. Opal colored just five minutes ago, now it was grey, clouds covering the sun.

Could it really snow on the beach in the middle of the summer?

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vex91 · 11 months

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GOT7 Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut

Mark Yien Tuan:

Nothing yet...

Im Jaebeom:

Nothing yet...

Wang Jiaer:

Nothing yet...

Park Jinyoung:

Nothing yet...

Choi Youngjae:

Nothing yet...

Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam:

Nothing yet...

Kim Yugyeom:

Nothing yet...

OT7:

Nothing yet...

#got7 x reader #mark yien tuan x reader #im jaebeom x reader #wang jiaer x reader #park jinyoung x reader #choi youngjae x reader #kunpimook bhuwakul bambam x reader #kim yugyeom x reader

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marvelous-llama · 9 months

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mykoreanlove · 7 months

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Can I see you tonight?

“You are doing WHAT? Y/N, are you out of your fucking mind?”

The slightly annoyed voice shouting at you through your phone was no other than your best friend. “You cried so much because of that man-whore and now you’re going to his place? What is wrong with you?”

Fair enough, you had asked yourself that as well. “I can’t believe you’re doing this. What’s your motive?”

You sighed in defeat. “See, I thought about that, too. It’s true, JB hurt me badly. And I should be over him and all but I’m not. I am still thinking about him, wishing that it would be different. I… I miss him. And I haven’t heard from him in so long, I just.. I just want to know what he’s got to say to me. Can’t you understand that?”

Your friend sighed in annoyance. “What are you wearing?”

That question caught you by surprise. “Huh?”

“Y/N, don’t play dumb with me. What are you wearing?”

You looked down at yourself and started describing your outfit. Black sports leggings, red hoodie and leather boots. “Oh, you mean the sports leggings that accentuates your bubble butt? And the red hoodie that makes your eyes pop? And not to forget the leather boots that look sexy as fuck on you?”

You gulped, not saying a word. “What are you wearing underneath?”

It was pointless to lie, so you told her the truth. “Red lacy thong..”, you mumbled. “And?” You rolled your eyes, thankful that she couldn’t see it. “No bra.”

“Y/N, I swear to god. You are going over there because you want him to fuck you! Seriously? That bastard behaved like he fell for you only to ghost you and you’re thinking of fucking his dick?”

Hearing her talk like that made your stomach turn. She wasn’t all wrong but she wasn’t all right either. Did you put a lot of thought into your outfit? Of course you did. When Jaebeom ditched you it hurt like hell, so naturally you wanted payback. Getting dolled up, showing off your goodies to tease him – anything really that would make him regret dumping you.

You thought of all possible scenarios in your head. Would he apologize and confess his love to you? Would he fuck you and make you leave? Would he apologize and introduce a new girlfriend to you? Would he even be at home or was this all a prank? Endless possibilities roamed your head until you decided to stop thinking. The last thing you needed was a headache.

“Listen, I know you worry about me and I appreciate that. I am curious what he has got to say to me. And if he isn’t saying anything at all, I can at least ask why he ended things the way he did. Anything after that? Total uncertainty. Maybe I’ll see him and be turned off by him. Maybe I understand his ways and feel empathy for him. Maybe I decide I am done with him and leave. Or maybe I’ll use him just like he used me… It’s been a while and a girl got needs. Is that noble? No. But the world is complex, it’s not black and white. Especially not with JB. At least, I want to be prepared.”

You hung up as you arrived at his place. You scanned the bell for his name, taking a deep breath before pushing it. “Jaebeom, please don’t make me regret this.”

His apartment was on the third floor. You took each step nervously, not knowing what to expect from him. You were wondering if his heart was racing as fast as yours. When you made it to his floor you noticed his door being open ajar, him being nowhere in sight though. You collected yourself one last time before grabbing the handle and entering.

“JB?”

He was rushing to the front door, cheeks slightly red because he didn’t make it on time. “Y/N! I’m so happy to see you. Come on in!”

You took a good look at him. He was dressed casually – black joggers and a white shirt that accentuated his defined body. His hair was longer though, falling into his beautiful features effortlessly. He still had the same aura about him. He was confident in a silent, down to earth way. “Fuck”, you muttered under your breath. Hating him just got a lot harder.

“Did you eat? I cooked for us.” He beamed you a sly smile and ushered you into the kitchen. It smelled heavenly and you started to relax for the first time. You were too nervous to eat before, so you welcomed the pleasant smell of your favorite dish. “I made you tteokbokki. It’s your favorite, right?”

You thought back to the first time you had tteokbokki with him. It felt like ages ago, even though it only had been months. You were sitting on his couch eating, trying your best not to go up in flames as it was way too spicy for you. JB looked at you concerned. “Is it good?” You took a deep breath, nodding. “Yes, but it’s so fucking spicy!” He sprinted over to you immediately. “Oh, let me extinguish the heat then.” And with that he kissed you – sweetly and innocently.

You got pulled out of your memories as he handed you a plate. “Come on, let’s eat.” You barely touched your food – not because it was too spicy but because you were too nervous to eat. Up ‘til now you only talked about irrelevant things – what you had been up to, work, your family, plans for the remaining year. Jaebeom barely looked at you which you took as a sign of his nervousness. Why was he nervous though? You were the one that got rejected.

He got up and put on some music, dimming the lights to change the mood. Your stomach churned again, you had never been this nervous with him. He sat next to you on the black couch and just watched you.

“What?”

“Sorry, I, I thought this would be easier but it’s not.. It’s hard for me actually.”

You were confused. “What is?”

He grinned embarrassed. “Seeing you again. I know I fucked up and I wanted to talk about it but now that I’m actually seeing you it’s so hard.” He gulped nervously.

A ping of relief washed over you. He wanted to apologize, that was good! But you wouldn’t go easy on him, you wanted to see him suffer. You turned around and faced him directly, your doe eyes looking at him innocently while you were licking your lips seductively.

“Go on. You can do it, JB.”

He laughed. God, you missed his voice so much. The deep, honeylike voice that whispered the sweetest and naughtiest things into your ear.

“I wish I could find the right words and give you a proper explanation, Y/N. But I wasn’t in the right mind back then. I felt so lost.”

He took a halt and waited. That was not enough, no. You wanted more, you wanted a proper explanation from him. Maybe you needed to help him start?

You stood up and re-positioned yourself – on his lap facing him intimately. Jaebeom’s eyes widened in shock. His hands travelled to your sides automatically, squeezing your hips and ass. You caressed his face, tucking the lose strands of hair behind his ear.

“I am listening, Jaebeom.”

You felt him getting hard underneath you, grinning vigorously. He was holding back so much and you knew.

“I had been single for a short while when we met. And I wanted to keep it that way. You know, have some fun and move on. And it worked perfectly with all the girls before you but you y/n, you were different.”

You saw the pain in his eyes and felt good. It was petty but you were hurt and now you wanted him to suffer, too. You placed sweet little kisses along his jawline, whispering. “Different how?”

Jaebeom sighed heavily, trying to control himself.

“You were one of a kind. You still are.”

You let go of his jaw and watched him carefully.

“I had never met someone like you, y/n. You are so beautiful and funny. Smart and creative. Like I could talk to you about the most stupid stuff as well as my biggest fears. I was so drawn to you, like a moth to a flame. I felt my best when I was with you. But also my… worst.”

The last part caught you by surprise. You wanted to get up and get some space between the two of you but he held you tight by your wrists.

“Listen to me, please. I felt my worst because I knew I couldn’t live up to you. I wasn’t the man you deserved to be with. I was acting like a big fuckboy, running away from my demons and facing different pussies instead of my baggage. I didn’t deserve to be with you.”

You started to tear up. Never ever had you thought of this possibility. Did you think of him leaving you because you were not good enough? Yes. Did you think of him leaving because you sucked in bed? Yes. Did you think of him leaving because you were just not what a guy wanted? You bet. But this?

His honesty caught you off guard.

„I knew that you wouldn‘t let go of me, y/n. I saw it in your eyes. So I did what I always do best: fuck up. I had to hurt you so badly, hoping that you would forget about me. Did you…?” He paused for a brief moment. “Did you forget about me?”

You held back tears as you were facing him. You hated being weak, but you couldn’t help it right now. With a very low voice you answered. “I tried to. I tried kissing someone else, I tried dating someone else but I… I always thought about you.”

You looked down at your lap, too embarrassed to face him. Jaebeom grabbed your chin with his fingers and looked at you lovingly. “Funny enough, I did the same thing. I tried to forget about you by getting with other girls but none of them did the trick. No one ever compared to you, y/n.”

You grabbed his hand that was holding your chin and squeezed it lightly. Tears started to fall from your eyes as you asked him again. “What changed? Why now?”

Jaebeom’s fingers landed on your cheeks, wiping away the salty tears you cried because of him. “I wonder how many tears you must have cried because of me, y/n. I am so sorry. I really, really am.” He looked at you sincerely, you were believing his every word. With a sigh he explained further. “I got tired of running away. I got tired of playing this game that I’m bound to loose. I want to be with you. I know I’m not perfect and I can’t change what I did but I want to be better. For you. I want to be the man you deserve to be with. If you let me, of course.”

He looked at you nervously. “Will you let me, y/n?”

You chuckled in relief, as well. “Of course, you idiot. Of course, I will.”

His eyes lit up with excitement as he realized what you had said. Not even a second after he crushed his lips onto yours, kissing you like it was the first time. You made out for a while, in desperate need for each other. He interrupted each kiss with another declaration of love.

“I will make it up to you, y/n.” Kiss. “I missed you so fucking much.” Kiss. “God, I’m such an idiot.” Kiss. “What did I do to ever deserve you?” Kiss. “Thank you.” Kiss. “Thank you for giving me another chance.” Kiss. “I won’t fuck up this time.” Kiss. “I promise”. Kiss.

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yiensaintlaurent · 1 year

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00 | the other side - mark tuan

pairing: mark tuan x reader

genre: angst, smut, idol! got7, idol! reader

warnings: cursing, explicit sex, takes place in present time with minor flashbacks

summary: mark knew it was game over the minute he saw you. despite being apart from each other for so long, no amount of practice in front of the mirror would've prepared him for the way his heart dropped the moment he saw you walk in. he'd forgotten about the hold you had on him, you; the love of his life, the one that got away.

character preface

mark tuan :

male

age: 29

birthday: september 4, 1993

currently living in arcadia, la county, california, u.s.a

y/n:

female

age: 25

birthday: september 15, 1997

currently living in seoul, south korea

originally from new york city; part time in los angeles

all got7 member info is in present time.

let me know if i should post ch. 01 :)

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disclaimer:

slight or recurring mentions of other idols, groups, familiar names.

despite it taking place in present time, with real time events, this story the plot and scenarios are 100% made up

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bambikisss · 1 year

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Suits: 2

-> Being a CEO of a big company has its perks, except for meeting the one. After you sign up for a dating app for the elite 1 percent, you match with someone who is just as rich as you. Is love truly in the cards for you both?

CEO!JAYB X CEO!READER

Smut warnings: Spit, bitting, slight bondage, slight breeding kink, marking, etc. Rough to Passionate.

"You joined a dating site to not match with anyone?" He asked, taking a sip of his champagne as he listened to you try to explain why you joined, cutting you off as he leaned closer to you, his mint breath gracing your cheek as he made his way to your ear. "So, you don't want me then, Y/N?"

A/N: She's a long one.

You always found the saying "Cat and Mouse game" to be so confusing.

Who was the cat and who was the mouse? Why didn't the cat just move on?

"Ah, nice to see you again, Ms. L/N." You gripped the doorknob as you turned to face Jaebeom, who was leaning against your desk with some wine you had on your desk now in his hand, a smirk on his lips.

"Do you have a moment?"

Now you understood why.

"I do have a moment, Mr. Lim. What can I do for you?" You felt his eyes melt into your body as you made your way to the alcohol table that you had placed next to the window. He said no words as the dark red wine filled the glass that soon met your lips. His mind flashed back to the dinner that had happened a few days prior; how your lips molded around moaning, how your lips felt in the kiss, how your perfect lipstick smudged all over his neck and your face.

You were the mouse that he so desperately wanted to catch.

"I just wanted to talk some more. I tried to get your number from Mrs. Kim, but she said it was better to come and ask you myself, and judging by how hard it was to get an appointment with you, I assume you're a very busy girl, Ms. L/N." You noted how his voice had dropped and had gotten slightly louder, turning around to now face Jaebeom, who was leaning against your couch, his hand out to take the second wine glass that you were pouring. You handed it to him, letting your fingers glaze his before reaching back for your own to sit at your desk. You both kept your gazes locked onto one another as you both drank the wine, a soft glimmer coming from an eyebrow piercing that Jae had, which gathered your attention.

"So, the CEO of a popular fashion, music, and art brand has a piercing?''

"Ah, so you did some research on me," Jaebeom placed the wine glass down, licking his lips as he made his way over to your desk. You also noticed now that he had a tongue piercing and a nose stud, both looking new. "What's 'next, grills?" You held back a smile as he nodded, mentioning how he was actually going to get some on Friday.

He made you feel comfortable, the lust that was in the air during your first meeting was not there as it was now comfortable and friendly. Jaebeom picked up your nameplate, humming as he read your name. "Beautiful name, Ms. L/N." you thanked him for his compliment before leaning back in your chair, downing the rest of the wine as you had. "So, did you make an appointment to just flirt with me and get my number or do you want to talk business?"

"Do you not want to mix business with pleasure, Ms. L/N?" Jae asked, sitting down before swirling the wine that was left in his glass. "Your company is thinking about dipping into fashion soon, right? I noticed that one of your competitors was complaining about it during a dinner party we had."

"So you all meet up to talk shit about me and my complaining expanding our horizons?" You asked, Jae, chuckling as he leaned back in his chair. "I do not participate in the complaining about you and your team's goal of manifesting destiny. I, however, want to talk about you partnering with me."

You raised an eyebrow as he stood up, sliding over an invitation. "I am hosting a party on Thursday to discuss the future of the company. You should come: you can get a raw, inside look at what my company can offer, along with connecting with many other people as my partners from oversees are also coming."

He let his hand move from the invite to gently hold your chin, moving you to look up at him. He seemed so much farther than your face when he was describing the event to you, it almost shocked you when you noticed how close you two were. He leaned down so that his lips were next to your ear, his thumb now moving to play with your bottom lip. "If you aren't satisfied by the end of the night by the event, I can surely be of service." Your eyes moved up to his, biting your bottom lip as he moved away from you, his lingering cologne around you as he left.

You were trying to figure out what cologne he used when your secretary knocked on the door, making you jump from your daydream.

"Ms. L/N, your next appointment is here." You nodded, getting up to follow her, stopping her when you reached the meeting room. "Clear out my schedule past 4pm on Thursday. I have a party with Jaebeom and his associates to attend." R/N nodded, hiding their smile as you entered the room. They had "passed by" a few times when you and Jaebeom were in the room, giggling at your dreamy expression when he leaned close to you. They walked away as the meeting began, holding in their excited giggle.

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You arrived at the large gala hall around 8pm, an hour after the party began. You didn't know the traffic would be so bad that night and to be honest, it rattled you a bit and made you nervous.

It made you wonder if he would still be happy to see you. In the back of your mind, you of course thought he did this to every woman he tried to work with, but a part of you held onto the idea that he didn't do it to anyone else.

You sighed as you made your way inside, being greeted by a large ballroom decorated in gold and red, the table covers being black. There was an open bar along with Jaebeom's company name being projected onto the center of the tables and also on the stage. It was beautiful to you. You checked your dress once more before deciding to look for Jaebeom, your heels clicking as you made your way to join the many other people who were conversing with each other. You recognized a few, talking to them as the lights dimmed and you were told to direct your attention to the stage, Jae in a white suit soon coming on. His piercings and rings glimmered under the stage lights as he spoke to everyone, thanking everyone for coming and for being part of his growing company.

You wouldn't admit it, but you spent more time admiring him than listening to what he was saying. You caught a glimpse of his chain necklace, biting your lip as you wondered how it would feel to tug on it. Your mind wandered deeper and deeper until he met your eyes as he scanned the crowd, a small smirk coming to his face as he noticed how dark your eyes had gotten. "I'm so glad that everyone came. I hope we can make new relationships and support the ones we already have. Thank you." You clapped with everyone as the jazz music picked back up as he left the stage. You smiled as your colleagues turned back to you to pick up where the conversation left off, the conversation halting once more when Jaebeom approached you all.

You watched as he conversed with them, waving goodbye as they walked away to give you too some space. "I'm glad you came, Y/N. Not gonna lie, at first I thought you weren't." He smiled, his hand coming to rest on the bottom of your back. You apologized, mentioning how bad traffic was coming from your penthouse to here. Jae frowned, mentioning how he would keep that in mind. "What did you think of the company and what I said?" He asked, smirking when you tensed up from being caught. "Don't tell me you didn't pay attention. I did that whole thing so that you knew what our company was capable if we end up working together."

"Well, you spoke well and got your points across." you countered, Jae, chuckling as he raised his pierced eyebrow, waiting for you to continue on and to pinpoint something he had said, your conversation being halted when a man came up, a younger woman in tow. Jae moved his hand from your back to shake the man's hands, the old man motioning to the woman he had. "This is my daughter, Heejin. She has been a fan of your company for a while and I thought bringing her tonight to meet with one of my partners was a great opportunity, I hope you don't mind."

You hoped your jealousy wasn't radiating off of you as he gave the woman attention, your eyes not missing her hands moving up his arms to grip his biceps and touch his chest. It was as if you weren't there, you deciding to head to the bar while he entertained the two.

As you sat at the bar, you were joined by one of the colleagues you were talking to earlier. He rested his head on his hand, making small talk with you, which didn't go unnoticed by Jaebeom, who could slowly feel his own jealousy bubble. He watched as your colleague touched your shoulder, his fingers moving to touch your back which was the last straw for him.

He cut the conversation short with his partner and his daughter, letting him know that he would catch them later before making his way over to you, leaning against the bar to the left of you to order a drink. He made eye contact with the other man over your head, smiling as he introduced himself to him. You turned to face Jae, noticing how he winked at you as he held his hand out, his lips forming a smirk as he asked you to talk with him in private to discuss some things. You held back your own smirk, placing your hand gently into his as he grabbed his drink, leading you away from your now confused colleague. He led you to a separate room from the main ballroom, leading you outside to the terrance, still holding your hand. "Do you always whisk away women that you try to partner with from talking with their friends to talk on a random Terrance during their own company party?" you asked, Jae humming as he took a sip of his whisky. "Only the ones I wanna talk to in private without other people interrupting."

You raised an eyebrow at him as he smiled at you, his hand returning to rest on the bottom of your back, pulling you against his chest. "This doesn't seem very professional to me, Mr. Lim." Jae smirked at the tone of your voice, putting his glass down so he can wrap both of his arms around you so you were chest to chest. "I have many female staff; are you going to do this to them as well?" Your eyes were trained on his lip as he leaned down closer to you, his fingers dipping below the opening in your back. "I'll only do this to you, Y/N."

Right before your lips could touch, the doors swung open to show a staff member, you and Jae quickly moving away from one another. Jae cleared his throat as his ears began to heat up, asking what was wrong. His secretary hid his smirk as he mentioned how the party was now dwindling and everyone was making their way home and his car was on the way to take him home. Jae thanked him, shooing him away as he looked at you, hiding his embarrassment. His secretary chuckled, leaving you two alone on the terrace.

You two spoke no words as the cold wind hit you, reminding you that you were outside and had no coat on. You were so wrapped up in Jae and in his arms that you didn't get to feel it. Jae noticed you shiver, moving to remove his coat only to remember he had no shirt on underneath and still had to walk by the many guests to get to his car. He cleared his throat before running a hand through his hair, chuckling awkwardly. "I remembered you mentioning how long it took you to get here from your penthouse." you turned to face him, wrapping your arms around yourself as he stepped closer to you, wrapping his arms back around you. "I can, of course, take you home, but my place is closer. You seem so cold, Y/N." He whispered, his hand moving to cup your face, his thumb rubbing your cheek.

You mulled over the options, thinking about it as he stared at you. He wasn't forcing you to stay over at his place, but it would take longer to get home than just going to his. A part of you also wasn't keen on leaving him yet.

"As long as you can keep me warm, I'll come back with you." He nodded, a small smile on his lips, as he hurried to lead you down back to the ballroom where everyone was slowly filing out, everyone still keen on talking with Jae before leaving. You peeled yourself from Jae's side, talking to some staff and colleagues as he talked to some people, occasionally looking back at you to make sure you didn't leave or that anyone wasn't bothering you. You left with him as he made his way outside, helping you get into the backseat of his car before being stopped by the old man with his daughter from earlier. "Tonight was amazing, Mr.Lim, even though at some points you were hard to find." You looked up as the man spoke, making eye contact as his voice hid his annoyance with you taking Jae's attention from him and the daughter he was trying to pin Jae with. Jae noticed the man's tone and his gaze, telling him that he can meet with him later, not saying anything to the daughter as he got in next to you, slamming the door shut.

As you both left the two behind, you felt your noticed how blown up your phone was. You scrolled through and answered emails, Jae raising an eyebrow as he watched you before scoffing. "It's damn near midnight and you're still working?" You raised an eyebrow at his words, showing him the many emails, to which he takes your phone from you. "You can get this back tomorrow. You need a night to just relax"

"Relax? What do you have planned for tonight, Mr. Lim?" you asked, Jae chuckling as he put your phone into his pocket before leaning over, his lips pressed against your ear as his hand rested on your thigh. "I don't think you were satisfied at the party. So, it's my job to satisfy you tonight" You raised an eyebrow at his words, deciding to play along and make him work for it.

You placed your hand over his, moving up your leg to go under the dress to rest on your bare upper thigh, Jae's breath hitching when his fingers touched your underwear, his finger looping underneath the band as he moaned softly. "I still have the pair of panties you left in my jacket from last time, baby. Am I going to start a collection with all the panties you're offering?" he played with the band as he began to kiss your neck and jaw. The drive felt like it was going on forever, Jae removing himself from you when he felt the car slow down.

He pulled back from you, biting his lip as he reached over your lap as he opened the door for you, his hands slowly moving back across your lap as he moved back to open his own door. He helped you out, walking with you up to the elevators, holding your hand as you both went up to the top floor, which was where his penthouse was. It was very minimalistic, the simple colors shocking you. There were pops of color coming from the paintings that were on the walls, along with the cat towers that held four cats. He looked like an everyday man, who just really liked simple art and cats. You laughed softly as a cat tried to jump to a different tower and almost fell, Jae looking up from pouring you water, chuckling. "Enjoying my cats?" He asked, clearly amused as he watched you play with one of them. You nodded, Jae, handing you a glass of water as you both watched the cats. It was a calm moment, despite the teasing in the car just a few moments before.

After a bit, Jae ushered you to the bathroom, letting you know that you could do and use anything you needed. You nodded, turning on the bathtub, putting some bubble solution in and a bath bomb that had some sparkles in it. It was obviously a brand deal gift basket that you had taken the bath items from, laughing internally at the face he probably made when he was given it.

Jae came back in with a towel and a change of clothes for it, noticing you struggling to unite your dress. He softly said "allow me", his fingers moving your hands away as he effortlessly untied the back, his hand moving to touch the open back area, his other hand gently pushing down the dress from your shoulder.

It felt like his fingers were fire; every touch he left on your skin made you feel so alive. You didn't realize you were holding your breath until the dress hit the floor, Jae asking you to step out of it so he could hang it up for you. You nodded, moving out of the dress so he could pick it up, watching as he walked out with the dress, leaving you hot in the bathroom. You sighed, removing your underwear before getting into the bathtub, enjoying the feeling of the warm water soothing your muscles that had become tense from work.

As you laid your head back against the tub, closing your eyes, Jae came back as he leaned against the doorway. He admired how you looked: the bubbles covering your breasts, your eyes closed- you look so relaxed.

"Enjoying the bathtub?" he asked, your eyes opening to meet his before sitting up. "Wanna join me?" Jae smiled at the playfulness in your voice, stripping down before getting into the bathtub so he was right next to you. He sighed as his own muscles relaxed, your hands moving to touch his chest, making him chuckle darkly. "Feeling touchy, baby?"

You didn't bother to say anything, kissing him softly as your hand moved all over his chest. He pulled you closer, pulling you so you were now straddling him, the kiss becoming more intense. Jae chuckled as you ground down onto him, biting your bottom lip as his hips moved to meet yours. You pulled him back into a messy and now needy kiss, Jae now moaning into the kiss as his own hips moved to meet yours.

In a way, it reminded you of two people who were desperate for one another. Like they were at a club and dancing with one another and ended up grinding against one another as they craved the touch of one another but didn't want to leave the loud club. In reality, you were now grinding against Jaebeom in the bathtub, moaning and whining for him like crazy.

Jae listened to you whine and beg for him for a bit longer before he halted your hips, his hands coming down to roughly grip your ass as he pressed himself against you. He looked up at you, his lips hovering over yours as he tried to calm down. He had been thinking of how he wanted to have sex with you since the first time at the restaurant. He wanted to do it a specific way and yet, he was blanking. He let you kiss down his cheek to his jaw and neck, leaving behind many bite marks that he knew he was going to have to get hide tomorrow. He whispered your name until you moved back so he could see your face, Jae now rolling his own hips to meet yours. "Get your ass up here and ride this dick because I can't fucking take it anymore."

You nodded, not hesitating to sink down onto him as he quickly reconnected your lips, moving his hips fast to meet yours as he kept you in the kiss, Jae moaning loudly as his hands gripped your ass to help you move, the water around you splashing around and some spilling over the edge. You whined as he moved down your neck to mark it, your moans now echoing around the bathroom as the water around you both began to spill over and cover you two. "Jaebeom, fuck, goddam you're so big"

"Yeah, can you handle this big cock?" Jae grunted, tossing his head back as you clenched around him before he kisses you again, moaning once more when you tug on his hair. "Gotta stretch you out so you can handle my goddam cock."

You dug your nails into his shoulder, trying to bounce back against his own movements, halting when his rolled to the back of his head. His nails dug into your hips, his chest rising and falling as his head rested on the side of the tub.

He looked so beautiful to you. His wet and now messy hair covered his eyes, his pierced tongue licking his lips as his face showed how in bliss he was. His neck was marked with hickies left by you, adorning his neck and upper chest, along with crescents from your nails digging into his shoulders.

You loved how he said your name as he sat up, his tongue moving to lick your jaw, his hips moving once more as he now went deeper and harder. You wanted to know more about him, you wanted to know him more than just the CEO who was obsessed with you.

"What are your cats names?" You moaned out, Jae pausing momentarily before he chuckled, looking at you as he moved faster, biting and kissing along your collarbone. "My cats? Cake, Pudding, Nora, Pringle, and Kimchi"

Jae was slightly amused by your sudden question about his cats, finding it cute. He picked up the pace as he felt you tighten around him, Jae looking at you as you leaned back. "Are you gonna cum, baby? Are you going to make a mess on me?" He asked, moaning louder as you nodded, his fingers moving down to play with your clit before watching you cum, holding you down onto him as he came with you. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding, resting his head on your chest as you both tried to calm down.

You ran your hands through his hair as you kissed his forehead, your skin tingling as you both hold one another. It felt oddly romantic.

As your tried to move away so you could sit next to him, his grip on you tightened, making you look down at him. He looked up at you, his cheeks dusted with a slight blush as he kissed your skin. "Stay with me..like this. Let me hold you baby." You felt your heart skip a beat as Jae kissed around your body, the now lukewarm water not bothering you both as you both held each other in the bathtub.

After a while, Jae let you escape his grasp to dry off and put on the T-shirt Jae had brought for you, Jae putting on boxers before kissing your shoulder, rubbing your back. He seemed so loving at that moment, which made you smile and blush softly. "Do you want something to eat, baby?"

"It depends on what you have. And why do you call me baby so often?'' Jae paused looking through his fridge, turning to look back at you. "Do you want me to stop?"

The atmosphere of the whole place shifted at his question. The once lust-filled atmosphere is now comfortable. It felt like how your own home felt: like you had gotten home after a long hard day and you fell back against your plush sheets.

It felt like home.

Jae felt like home.

You stared more at the man who was holding ramen and some mandu in the other hand. The man with a simple black t-shirt on and plaid pants. The man who wanted to hold you after sex.

The man you wanted.

"No, you can keep calling me baby."

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Sleeping in other places has always been a struggle for you.

When you traveled for events, you always stayed in the same hotel because of the familiarity. You barely ever slept in other people's homes because you could never sleep well.

This was time was, of course, not an exception.

You stayed on your side facing the large window that showed the city all lit up by the moon, Jaebeom's chest against your back as his arm was draped over your waist. While you thought it was cute he wanted to hold you and keep you close, he ran hot.

You tried to move away from him, but Jaebeom either moved closer to you or pulled you back against him. You couldn't move any farther away because you both were now near the edge of the bed. You sighed, trying to carefully remove his arm from you, listening to Jaebeom's soft snores to make sure you didn't wake him.

"Am I smothering you?" You paused mid-holding his arm over your waist, turning back to face Jaebeom who was now slowly opening his eyes. You put his hand down, Jae wrapping it back around you before pulling you close, his breath now hitting your ear as his fingers gently drummed against your stomach. "Can't sleep?'' You nodded, noticing his tired voice as he spoke. He hummed, thinking before saying "Want some water? You feel hot."

"I'm hot because you run hot" you murmured, Jae, chuckling deeply before getting up, going to get you wanted from the kitchen, leaving you in the suddenly cold sheets. You sat up slightly, running your hand threw your hair as he returned with a glass for you. You thanked him, Jaebeom crawling in behind you to rest his hands on your thighs as you drank, his thumbs rubbing your skin gently as he waited for you to finish. When you were done, he took the glass from you, placing it on his nightstand before kissing your cheek. "Better?" you nodded, laying your head back on his shoulder as Jaebeom slowly pulled his hands up your body, slowly massaging your body as he kissed your neck. You glanced at the time, the numbers making you sigh. Jae sighed as well, mumbling softly "it's late, and we both have work tomorrow." He continued kissing your neck though, despite his words.

You sighed dreamily, your hands resting over his as you slowly moved with him so your shirt was slowly pulled up, Jae looking down at the newly exposed skin. He leaned down to kiss your waist and your lower back, fully tossing off your shirt to rest on the floor before kissing up your spine. "For someone who was just complaining about being too hot, you seem eager to get all hot and sweaty," Jae kissed your bare shoulder before tossing off his own shirt, turning your head to now face him, kissing you softly as his hand slowly made his way down into your pants, rubbing you over your underwear. Jae smiled as you moaned into the kiss, Jae pulling back to see your face as he slipped his hand into your underwear, his finger drawing shaped on your clit as he cupped your breast, squeezing it as he moved his fingers faster. You looked so beautiful in the moonlight to him, so pretty like a picture. He rolled his hips into your ass, kissing you again as his fingers moved faster before slipping a finger in.

"So warm, so wet." He murmured, your own hand slipping into his own pants to stroke him slowly, making it his turn to moan into the kiss, his hips moving to meet your hand. He whined as your thumb went over the tip, Jae inserting another finger into you as his thumb played with your clip. He took his time driving you crazy, whispering how beautiful you looked and how good you felt on his fingers before slowly driving you to the edge, kissing you as you both came, sighing into the kiss. Jae slowly removed his fingers from you, licking them clean as you did the same on your hand, staring at one another. Jae took a minute to watch you before kissing you passionately, moving so you were on your back as he continued to kiss you, tearing off his pants along with yours before wrapping your arms around his neck and legs around him.

"Ready for round 2?" he asked through his heavy breaths, you nodding as he slowly pushed in before smirking at you. When you asked him what he was smiling at, he shrugged. "You said you were having trouble sleeping. So, I'm going to fuck you to sleep." He placed a quick kiss on your lips before picking you up, kissing you again.

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The next morning, you woke up to Jaebeom kissing your shoulder, the shower on, and a sweet smell filling your senses.

"The shower is ready for you and I'm making breakfast." he murmured, helping you sit up before returning to the kitchen to finish cooking, leaving you to go shower and get ready for the day. You took a quick shower, noticing a pair of belted pants and a simple white shirt sitting on the bathroom counter. You put them on before going to join Jaebeom, who was wearing an outfit similar to you (a black t-shirt and white pants).

"Ah, I know you have to go to the office so I made you some breakfast and some lunch to go with it," Jae didn't look at you as he slid over the packaged containers, his ears heating up as he bit cleared his throat. You found it cute how he was acting, thanking him before you noticed your phone charged on the counter, filled with messages from your staff asking where you were and if they needed to send a car to come and get you. You assured them that you were ok and were on your way, clearing your throat as Jae grabbed his own work items and car keys. "I'll drop you off at work if you want. I have to go to that side of town for a meeting anyways." You thanked him, following him to his car before getting into the passenger seat, Jae reaching over to put your seatbelt on for you before heading off to your office.

He rested his hand on your thigh, drumming along to the music on the radio as he drove. You noticed the marks from last night were covered, asking him about it, which made him chuckle. "I got some concealer delivered this morning and figured out how to cover it. Did I do a good job?"

You jokingly said no, Jae chuckling as he squeezed your thigh. You smiled at his laugh, your mind going back to last night. He seemed so gentle with you and so loving with you.

It wasn't hard for you to realize that you had caught some feelings for the man who was driving right now, which made you wonder if he felt the same way.

When he pulled into the office, you both didn't move at first. The drive had felt so fast compared to the drive to his apartment. You cleared your throat before reaching down to pick up the food, Jae turning off the car before picking up the food before you could.

When you asked him what he was doing, he shrugged as he exited the car. "I'm going to be a gentleman and help you take these into your office as you already have to carry your purse."

He said it in a way that let you know that if you told him not to, he would listen. You didn't want to let go of him though, agreeing before closing the car door behind him. He walked with you to your office, ignoring the looks of your many staff members at seeing you two together. You were happy to reach the seclusion of your office, Jae placing the containers down onto the desk before checking his watch. "Alright, I gotta go. I have a meeting with a stylist." You thanked him, hugging him before walking him to the door, only for Jae to stop you from opening the door, leaning over to poke his cheek. When you raised an eyebrow, he chuckled. "Cheek kiss?" You chuckled at his roundabout way of asking for a goodbye kiss, kissing his cheek softly before telling him to hurry to his meet, Jae nodding before leaving. You bit your bottom lip before going back to your desk, opening one of the breakfast containers to see rice, eggs, and sausage. You smiled, sitting down to eat as your secretary came in, an obvious smile on their face.

"You have a meeting at 11 with our skin care team. I'll leave you alone to enjoy your breakfast from Mr. Lim." You didn't say anything as they walked out, only smiling at the taste of the food, before glancing at a text from your phone.

CEO Lim Jaebeom: Enjoy the food, beautiful. If you want, I can cook dinner for you too.

CEO Lim Jaebeom: Swing by my place tonight. You know where it is ;)

Y/N: You do know that I'll be expecting something delicious for taking me from going straight home, right?

CEO Lim Jaebeom: I'm a pretty good chef if I do say so, myself.

CEO Lim Jaebeom: I'll let you judge that tonight over steaks and wine. If it's not up to par, you know I'll go the distance to satisfy you.

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DRABBLE FOR LIM JAEBEOM:

(NSFW below, minors please do not read, i am not responsible for your media consumption nor do i condone it.)

“Aish, so noisy this morning.”

If Jaebeom had whispered that in your ear twenty minutes ago you’d would’ve thought he was talking about the hammering, thunderous sound of rain hitting the roof above you and the glass panes of the window to the left of you. The rain often wakes the two of you up in the wet season if your alarms or the cats don’t first, and it’s a nice, oddly calming way to wake up.

But you know that he’s not talking about the rain at all, in fact, he’s talking about the noises your making.

The ones you’re making because of the way he shoves his hips into yours, his thick cock splitting you open over and over. He’s so hard, and rough and deep it’s hard not to make noise, in your defence. He’s got you face down in your shared bed, your cheek smushed to the soft cotton of his pillow and your cunt dripping onto his side of the bed, his breathy voice hot against your ear and neck.

“You’re gonna’ wake the neighbours baby,” he murmurs, followed by a deep, guttural moan when you clench down on him, “gonna’ get another noise complaint.”

You don’t care, how the fuck could you?

He’s pressing you down, your back to his chest, his arms wrapped under your chest and pinning your arms against yourself, his face pressed to your neck and fucking you so deep you could swear you feel him touching your teeth. He’s drunk on you, drooling onto you and half saying words before giving up on them to focus on you, but you know they, the neighbours who makes those complaints, will never understand how it feels to have him like this.

They’ll never understand how it feels to have him, pussy drunk and diamond hard inside of you, stretching you out and fucking you full, or how it feels to have him whining into your ear or kissing your lips when he comes because no one but you has ever, or will ever, know what it’s like to have him like this.

Because everything you like about fucking, the closeness, him, his girthy cock, the security, the dominance that’s so interwound with care and love, his voice in your ear and his heartbeat so close to touching yours, is happening in this moment, and all those other moments that have earned you other complaints. And it’s happening because he’s taken the time to learn you, to learn how to fuck you to make you loud enough to wake two floors of neighbours.

He’s taken the time, put in the effort and cares enough to make sure that every time you two fuck, it’s exactly, exactly, how you like it.

You’re grunting because of the force and depth, you’re crying out because of the stretch, you’re shuddering because he’s got a stray finger brushing your clit and you’re moaning because you fucking love him.

Because he deserves to hear those noises, to revel in your moans and screams and sobs and whines because he’s earned them, they’re because of him.

You turn your head, mouthing at his jaw and nose pressing to the short cropped hair right above and in front of his ear, your eyes closed, desperate to have him know that this? You? Everything you do, like doing his laundry, eating the food he cooks even if it’s something you’ve never had before, listening to hours of new/unreleased/half finished music so he can have your opinion, rubbing his back out before and after concerts and practices, and letting him hammer his cock inside and letting him fill you with searing ropes of come is all because you love him, truly and dearly, love him.

“Love you,” you try to say, but it comes out in harsh, breathy grunts and you pair it with squeezes around his throbbing dick, knowing he’s on the precipice of a mind melting orgasm by the way his whimpering and moaning your name and knowing even better, that he comes the hardest when you tell him how you feel, “feel so good, so thick Beommie, so full, love you so much Beommie’.”

“Oh baby,” he quietly cries out, voice so similar to when he reaches those high notes in his music, your cute pet name for him his favourite thing to hear when your voice is as breathless as it is right now, “fuckin’ love you, love this pussy, my pussy, oh god-“

He comes and comes, shaking and shuddering against your back and grunting and panting like a dog against your neck, high pitched whines and the slow but harsh grind of his hips against the plush flesh of your ass as he uses your soppy cunt to completion is not enough to get you over the edge too, but you’re happy to give him a few minutes before you roll him over to take what you deserve.

He’s murmuring against your skin and kissing over the side of your face he can get to, worshipping you in the best way he can as his limbs grow fuzzy and his brain melts. You let him kiss at your skin as he pulls out, feeling the swarm of warmth peel down your inner thighs and clit and eyes rolling closed at that sensation.

“My pretty girl,” he whispers against the back of your neck, trailing down the curve of your spine as his arms leave your chest and his hands find purchase against the fat of your ass, rolling and squeezing at your skin, “love my pretty girl, let’s me do whatever I want to her cause’ she loves me.”

You sigh, rolling your neck and arching your back when you feel his warm breath wash lower and lower down your back, a little grin spreading your lips when you realise not only what he’s about to do to you, but also because he knows why this is all happening.

Repayment for using your body however he likes is often repaid in an hour long session of him mouthing and sucking and licking at your come filled pussy until you pass out or cry if he hadn’t made you come during. And sometimes, you’d hold off on letting yourself come when he was inside of you just so you could feel his tongue lap out his own come out of your cunt.

And sometimes, he did it just because he could, because you’re his as much as he is yours and sometimes he did it purely because that was the end goal in the first place, and filling you with his come first was just an added bonus.

And you weren’t one to deny him that what he wanted to do to your body, it rarely, if ever, ended in disappointment on your end.

“Love you,” he whispers and kisses into the small of your back, resting his cheek on your back and drawing circles over the red patches of skin his hips left on yours with one hand and trailing the other down to swirl in the mess of come on the highest part of your inner thighs, “love my baby.”

The rains still pouring, still making noise even if you aren’t anymore and you suppose it’ll continue to hammer down when he gets his mouth on you in a few minutes but you watch the rain hit the glass of the window and listen to it plunder against your roof and sigh, because despite the rain being loud, you know there’ll be another noise notice on your door in the morning because you’ve been louder. But it’ll probably just join the other three in your recycling bin, and you’re pretty sure there’ll be another one joining it in a few days, and a few days after that one there’ll probably be another.

Your neighbours just don’t understand what it’s like to be in bed with Lim Jaebeom, and nobody but you ever will.

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ksmutsociety · 5 months

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Featured Fics - November

At the end of each month, members have the opportunity to select 1 fic from the last 30 days (or retain the current fic, or a previously posted one, if no new fics have been posted this month) to showcase on this list, as well as on our updated Featured Fics page.

You Drive Me Crazy (But It Feels Alright) ➢ written by: @wooahaeproductions

Pairing: Lee Jihoon x F.Reader Word Count: 15.2k Summary: You and your neighbor, Jihoon used to be best friends as kids. As time passed, unfortunate events and the cliques of junior high tore the two of you apart. Several years later, you find yourselves in the same college but the two of you actively avoid each other and some people would even say you were enemies. As fate would have it, breakups lead you both to wonder if there's ever a chance to rekindle the friendship.

Something Sweet ➢ written by: @anyamaris

Pairing: Kyungsoo x F.Reader Word Count: 3k Summary: You and your friend have started a weekly ritual of baking in your apartment, and you both find yourselves enjoying each others company more and more.

Challenge Me ➢ written by: @seokgyuu

Pairing: OT13 x AFAB!Reader Word Count: 85k+ Summary: Your best friend challenges you to sleep with 13 guys this semester and you end up in the messiest love story of your life.

F*ck My Thighs ➢ written by: @ourdawnishotterthanourday

Pairing: Lee Seokmin x F.Reader Word Count: 17.2k Summary: Ever since you started working at XTREMEGEAR, you’ve been hopelessly obsessed with Lee Seokmin...god damn Lee Seokmin and his fucking divine thighs. You didn’t think you’d ever stand a chance with him. But when your company forces you to go to a sports and wellness retreat with the whole HR department, you discover that you haven’t been as discreet about your little crush as you thought you were.

On The Ropes ➢ written by: @raplinesmoon

Pairing: Seokjin x F.Reader Word Count: 18.1K Summary: Kim Seokjin had been washed-up, run-down, and forgotten by the world of boxing. He’d settled on spending the rest of his life fading into obscurity. What he doesn’t count on is having a new trainee walk into his gym, and meeting you in the process.

Translucence ➢ written by: @icequeenbae

Pairing: Cha Eunwoo x F.Reader Word Count: 4.2k Summary: It’s your first short vacation with Dongmin since you started dating, and you get a chance to stay at an extremely fancy hotel in Jeju. The ocean-view suite is perfect, yet there’s a small inconvenience… or a genius design?

More Than You Know ➢ written by: @beomcoups

Pairing: Vernon x F.Reader Word Count: 2.5k Summary: A night of fright is no delight, as your boyfriend harbors a secret that changes the trajectory of your lives.

Otherworldly ➢ written by: @kwanisms

Pairing: Minho x F!Reader Word Count: 29.2k Summary: While watching a meteor shower with her best friend, Y/N witnesses a UFO falling from the sky and crashing on her family's farm. The two rush to the wreckage site and find an alien spacecraft with a rather mysterious survivor.

Smoke & Mirrors ➢ written by: @shuadotcom

Pairing: Seungcheol x AFAB!Reader Word Count: 3.6k Summary: You’re feeling uncharacteristically adventurous and your boyfriend just can’t say no to you.

Eros et Psyche ➢ written by: @hobeemin

Pairing: Im Jaebeom x F.OC Word Count: 5.1k Summary: A retelling of the Greek myth of how the God of Love Eros met and fell in love with Psyche.

#featured fics

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enhypen-scholarship · 1 year

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noona (oppa), neomu yeoppo - y.jeonghan

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g - ur boyfriend, jeonghan, was so so pretty, no wonder why his girlfriend looked ethereal.

w - nothing, reader (you😝😝💋) is really really really pretty.

idol! jeonghan x shy! reader

note ; this song is inspired by shinee's replay, this is out of topic but pls vote 4 jay, jiwoong, keita, anthonny, hui on bp!!!! plus jaebeom :(( my poor boy has been through a lot.

(an entire essay after this short fanfic why i have not been posting stuffs)

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behind those camera lenses who had took the most boyfriend's boyfriend picture was a girl that made a special impact on the only yoon jeonghan.

it was a shock why his fans didnt attack u after revealing ur romantic relationship with jeonghan,

they were seemingly calm and relaxed, not only were they unbothered but they also wanted u

and it was all over jeonghan's live, comments about u overflowing the replies online, which makes him happy and proud how carats didnt take it overboard,

though some fans were quiet sad and disappointed he has a girlfriend, they were still happy for him.

"sadly, i cannot bring ____ out" he frowns, the comments expressing sadness and disappointment that they cannot see ur face,

"why do u guys want to see her?" he questions, "im over here," he pouts cutely

"is this the time for me to hide ____?" he sarcastically said, the comments jokingly getting mad at him for being a bad boyfriend

he spoke until he heard some footsteps directly coming to his room,

its probably one of the members he thought, until he saw a small and cute figure from the door frame, he smiles. wide.

forgetting there was a camera, he cleared his throat, the fans asking who was it, "oh it was just one of the members," he lied

"are u doing a weverse live?" u mouthed the words, as u get a nod in reply, the comments growing curiosity, full of who was it?

"do u guys really wanna know?" he sighs in defeat knowing theres nothing he can do to stop the inevitable, he slowly mouthed the words "come here"

u carefully walk towards him, ur body frame showing over the camera, moving away

"its okay baby," he assures u, "the fans wants to see u" grinning, u grow confidence

the camera was focused on u, shying away from the camera, jeonghan laughs, "u look pretty baby. theres nothing wrong" he pats ur back,

"okay... fine" u look at the camera, ur slim and cute hands covering ur mouth, the cloth of jeonghan's hoody taking over ur fingers, "h..hello" you bow politely,

the comments were so fast u could barely read what they were saying, realizing it,

"woah, carats slow down. i cant read what ure saying."

"someone said im pretty..." u silently said, he smiles, "of course u are. see carats? shes really pretty." the replies were all desires of wanting u,

finally growing confidence, "thank u" u smile, capturing carats' heart

he cackles, he reads a comment out loud, "jeonghan is so pretty no wonder her girlfriend looks ethereal."

u cover ur face in embarrassment

"dont be embarrassed, baby."

he says as the comments started groaning at the disgusting but cute pet name, he looks at u with adoration and heart eyes,

upon deciding to end the live, "alright, carats. thank u for being participating in my life, i know ____ is really pretty, but u guys are still my fans." he sulks jokingly, u smile finding him very cute, "either way, please take care." he greets his fans goodbye,

after what feels like 40 minutes, he hugs u, burying his head onto ur neck, whining how much he misses u

"i miss u too baby. u shouldve told me u were live, u wouldn't have been caught." u pout, "no baby, it was my fault. i couldn't keep my eyes over ur beautiful face." he flirts,

"ure so in love with me yoon jeonghan." u smile, pecking his plumpy lips

"i am." he holds ur waist, "very." he kisses u back.

"im so happy."

"same for me"

"why?" u ask, "carats can finally see how pretty my girlfriend looks, after all those daydreaming compliments in the past lives." he sighs as if he just won a lotto,

"what do u mean baby?" u question, "ure just.... pretty." he states simply

"other than that, even if u think ure not. u are. i dont care what people say, i wouldnt trade u for anything."

"i love u"

"i love u more."

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note ; I DONT LIKE THE ENDING AND THE PLOT i dont even know what i did LMAO i just went w the flow, the plot was just..... so lame skull THOUGH i did my best, the only time im active is usually at night, but for some reason ONLY in breaks. because i cant rlly put myself into writing because i get suffocated and tortured by assignments AND difficult projects. i cant really, like... think of a perfect scenario that I CAN write. its practically like a rare time for me to be this active. well normally i dont post but i think i have like, some stories of stuffs that i do wanna write in the future. im not gonna spoil tho skull. ok im talking 2 much BUT YES, im practically just explaining why i have not been online and active these days, THOUGH i read a lot of fanfictions here in tumblr so i could get some ideas? but i dont steal them tho i just improvise. sometimes gives me motivation to write.

#yoon jeonghan #svt imagines

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markliving · 2 months

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Who do you guys want me to write to in the future? My ask are open to suggestions and some request, just check for who do i write <3

#ask #request #quackity x reader #jason todd x reader #gojo satoru x reader #sirius black x reader #foolish gamers x reader #son heung min x reader #got7 x reader #jake seresin x reader #mark tuan x reader #portgas d ace x reader #luke castellan x reader #haikyuu x reader #im jaebeom x reader #kento nanami x reader #marauders x reader #kuroo tetsurou x reader

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dollystuartwrites · 2 years

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Not Holding Back - Chapter 03

Pairing: Boss!JacksonWang x f!PersonalAssistant!reader

Genre: fluff, smut, obsessive behavior, Jackson-is-a-fashion-designerAU

Wordcount: 1144

Chapters: [1] - [2] - [3] - [4] - [5] - [6] - [7] - [8] - [9] - [10] - [11] - [12] - [13] - [?] MASTERLIST

Summary: When Y/N starts working as a personal assistant for the director of TEAM WANG DESIGN: Jackson Wang himself, she finds it hard to hide her secret. After all, she used to be a massive stan of her boss! But she's not the only one holding back...

Warnings: Swearing, degradation, sir kink, namecalling, masturbation, obsessive!Jackson, dirty talk, corruption kink?, praising, sexual fantasies, fingering, posessive!Jackson, grinding/humping by both parties, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, use of sex toys, lots of teasing, orgasm denial, breeding/impreg kink?, WILL ADD MORE AS STORY ADVANCES, PLEASE LMK IF I MISSED ANY

'Erm excuse me,' you said hesitantly. Although your voice had been softened by your insecurity, the whole room suddenly faced you, eight pairs of eyes looking at you frowning.

'H-hi,' you said awkwardly, straightening your back and trying your best to look and sound confident. 'My name is Y/n and I'm the new personal assistant of Mr. Wang,' you said quickly. A few faces instantly changed, with understanding looks on them. Some even nodded and smiled.

'Right, erm,' you said stumbling again, 'so Mr. Wang told me to give this to you,' you told the room, sticking out your arms that were holding the binder with the designs. 'And he told me he wanted you to look over them again,' you repeated his words.

The whole room sighed. Some people leaned back in their chairs, rolling their eyes. Others put their hands in front of their faces and shook their heads.

Slightly shocked, you looked at their reactions.

'Don't worry about it,' one of the guys said as he walked over to you and saw your face. 'They're not reacting to you, they're reacting to the boss,'

His comment was unnecessary but you simply nodded. He had a very soft and friendly face.

'My name is Im Jaebeom but everyone calls me Jay B,' he said sticking out his hand to you as he took the binder from you. You shook his hand and bowed slightly.

Jay B clicked his tongue as he flipped through the binder quickly. 'The boss hasn't been satisfied with our work lately. It's almost like...' he mumbled but he didn't finish his sentence.

'Like what?' you asked curiously, unable to help yourself. Jay B grimaced at you.

'Like he doesn't know what he wants,' he said shaking his head. 'But don't tell him I said that,' he added quickly. You gave him a slight smile to let him know you understood.

On your way over to the kitchen, you wondered what Jay B had meant by what he said. As a former avid Team Wang stan, you knew Jackson to be determined, and creative. He always knew what he wanted and exactly how he wanted it. It was strange to think that what Jay B had said, was true.

You pondered over it while filling up a can of water for your boss. He had seemed pretty sure of himself when he had rejected the designs and given them to you. Maybe Jay B was wrong and just didn't understand Jackson as you did.

You scoffed at yourself.

"Really Y/N?" You thought to yourself. "You really think you know Jackson better after stanning him for a few years? Better than his own employees?"

You clicked your tongue.

But then what if Jay B was right? What if Jackson was stuck in some sort of designer block?

It pained you to think this. Designing was Jackson's life and you could easily imagine how frustrating it would be for him if he was blocked. You didn't want this for him.

Deep in thought, you made your way back to your boss's office, the heavily filled water jug in your hand.

When you entered the room, Jackson was standing facing the window, his back towards you.

"Was he really unsure of himself?" you wondered as you walked up to him. Your eyes slid over his strong posture. His broad back and strong arms... You simply could not imagine a man like him being stuck like that. A flush of heat washed over your body and your heart instantly started to beat faster. The water jug suddenly seemed a lot heavier. You gripped it with your other hand, holding it close to you so you wouldn't drop it.

Jackson. Your boss was really Jackson. You were really approaching him right now, bringing him water.

Your mind was racing.

Suddenly, unexpectedly he turned around. His sharp movement startled you and the jug slipped from your fingers. Cold water flooded over your front and a second later the sound of shattering indicated the glass had hit the floor.

There was a moment of silence where Jackson simply looked at you, eyebrows raised, then,

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry,' you cried out quickly. You felt like your heart had stopped and your body had turned into ice. You quickly crouched down, scrambling to pick up the pieces of the shattered glass lying at his feet, still mumbling apologies.

How could you have been so stupid? Why were you this clumsy? How could you mess it up this quickly? You had barely been working for him for an hour and you had already shown him your incompetence. You were trying hard to hold back tears.

You couldn't look at him as Jackson slowly crouched down as well.

'Y/n,' he said softly but you couldn't hear him over your endless stream of apologies.

'Y/n!' he said louder now. Your body froze mid-pick up of a particularly large piece of glass. Your breathing was heavy as if you had just run a marathon.

'Y/n, relax, it's just water and it's just a jug,' he said simply. He tried to find your eyes as he looked at you. He could see the tears in your eyes that you refused to let out.

He felt weird. Why were you crying? Why were you panicking? He didn't understand. It was just a minor mistake that could happen to anyone, but you seemed to be distraught by it.

He stared at your wet eyes. You looked so pitiful and small like this and a part of him wanted to scoop you up and hold you close, press his lips onto your pouting ones.

The image of it flashed before his eyes in a millisecond and he quickly got up again and cleared his throat.

'Leave it. You might cut yourself,' he said shortly. He was surprised at his own fierce tone of voice. It took a second, but then slowly you got up too.

Your suit jacket and the white blouse underneath it were soaked, making the fabric see-through. For a moment Jackson's eyes darted over your body, stopping at your chest. Underneath the wet jacket and through the wet fabric of your blouse he could easily spot the pastel blue lace bra you were wearing.

He had to hold in a groan.

'Why don't you go dry yourself and calm down a bit?' He suggested quickly, tearing his eyes from your chest and quickly looking away. 'The ladies restroom has a blow-drier,'

'Yes, sir,' you said in a small voice. All this time you had been staring at your own shoes. You could not bear to face him. Maybe ever again.

With a body that still felt like ice and feet that seemed to be made of lead, you turned around and walked out of the door.

You were a disaster.

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3raaaachachacha · 2 years

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1:01 am

Im Jaebeom x female reader / 503 words / angst / fluff

Warnings: cursing, miscommunication, mentions of anxiety

66. “I’m never leaving…I promise.”

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It was late, but you were hoping your boyfriend would return home soon. He had moved companies to finally create the music he wanted without being constantly criticized for his unique taste. It was one of the happiest you had ever seen Jaebeom, even though he would be parting from the boys for a bit to create music alone, he knew it would be worth it and you would be there to support him until they returned.

You opened Twitter to see a shocking headline, ‘GOT7’s JB seen at the airport to move to the US after signing with Universal Records’. You felt your body begin to shake with anxiety. It had been a few days since you last saw Jaebeom since he was at the company making music, but you never once thought he would leave for the States without telling you? You jumped up from your shared bed, grabbing your jacket and purse and running out the door. You looked like a mess yet you could care less. You knew he had signed with Universal Records after leaving JYP, but moving to another continent? He wouldn’t, not without telling you.

You tried calling him over and over again, only to be met by his answering tone each time, “What the fuck is going on JB?” You quickly made your way into this company building, scanning your pass before moving towards the elevator to find which room he was in, hoping to god he actually wasn’t at the airport.

“Jaebeom! JB! Where are you?” You cried, feeling the hot tears rolling down your pink cheeks, “Baby, where are you? Please tell me you didn’t actually leave,” You continued to sob as you fell to the ground in the hallway.

You heard a door open before a pair of hands were placed on your back and then wrapped around you, “Y/N? Y/N, what are you doing here? It’s so late. Are you okay? Why are you crying baby?” You lifted your head to see your boyfriend staring down at you with panic in his eyes as he examined your face to make sure you weren’t hurt.

You threw yourself into his chest, tightly holding onto him as if he was to leave and never come back, “Please don’t leave! I saw the headline of you leaving to the States and you didn’t answer my calls.”

“Baby, I’m so sorry,” He hugged you even tighter, wanting to show you how sorry he was, “That was a rumor the media outlets made up since I was at the airport recently to get a new passport for when we go and visit Mark next. I wouldn’t just leave like that, especially without telling you,” He pressed a kiss to your forehead as you sniffled up at him.

“Please never leave me. I’ve never been so scared in my life,” You tried your best not to cry anymore.

Jaebeom smiled down at you before placing a piece of your hair behind your ear, “I’m never leaving…I promise.”

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- Admin 🦋

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flurrys-creativity · 2 years

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Recs tag game

Tagged by the wonderful @aura-mp3 some time between a week or two ago...

Rules: recommend 5 or more of your own works that you would rec to someone asking what they should read first & explain a little about the work. these can be the most popular, the ones you think are underrated, or your own favourites! Then tag five other writers!

I write anything and everything... so that's why I chose these five stories:

1. Flying Kangaroo

A Bang Chan short story. Very fluff, very soft and simply adorable

2. Sailor Kook

A Jeon Jungkook two shot to show my most favourite genre of fantasy! There is a lot within the term fantasy but this is a good example for it! And like the name suggests yesss, some things are loosely based on Sailor Moon... which also shows I can work cross fandoms 😅

3. The Bastard Trilogy

A Johnny Suh story... All short chapters... and very heartfelt... so if you desire something to make you cry in the end.... this is it...

4. Rain storm cuddles

One of two mxm stories that I wrote! While I do prefer to write with a reader insert, I do not shy away from writing other forms as well! This is also a quite soft story btw with Jooheon and Kiyhun from Monsta X...

5. Illecebrous

Want something filthy? Here ya go... basically no plot only smut... the smuttiest smut... with Im Jaebeom...

6. And lastly "Yes baby, no baby"

Violence, yandere, horror... I think yes baby, no baby portrays perfectly that I'm also capable of writing stories that might make you uncomfortable or scared while reading... this Byun Baekhyun story is a heavily yandere one... definitely read the warnings before reading the story itself!!!

If you've been already tagged because I am once again pretty late... please ignore it... if not... I'm excited to read your recs:

@sanjoongie @star-lemonade @toikiii @defwoodz @moccahobi @strayed-quokka @wordycerty @yutasthetic

#tag game #tagged #flurry things #flurrys recommendation

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diverseinsertknet · 9 months

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Navigation by K-pop Group Names G-M

Look for the reader insert fic you want at DiverseInsertKNet with links organized by Group Names G through M below. This list will regularly add groups and idols as more stories are reblogged to the network. Entries without a link are currently in the queue and waiting to be published. Desktop/web browser users- the original version of this post on DiverseInsertKNet will always be the most up to date.

Our navigation page has links to groups with other names listed alphabetically as well as fanfic labeled by Gender and other kinds of diversity.

(G)I-dle- Song Yuqi

Golden Child- Bong Jaehyun, Choi Sungyoon, Kim Donghyun, Lee Daeyeol, Lee Jangjun

GOT7- Kunpimook Bhuwakul, Im Jaebeom, Kim Yugyeom, Park Jinyoung, Mark Tuan, Jackson Wang

Holland

iKON- Kim Jinhwan

Infinite

ITZY- Shin Ryujin, Shin Yuna

Kang Daniel

LE SSERAFIM- Huh Yunjin, Kim Chaewon

MAMAMOO- Ahn Hyejin, Moon Byulyi

Monsta X- Chae Hyungwon, Im Changkyun, Lee Hoseok, Lee Jooheon, Lee Minhyuk, Sohn Hyunwoo, Yoo Kihyun

#masterlist #navigation #diverseinsertknet #male reader #gender neutral reader #kpop fanfic #kpop fic #directory #kpop x male reader #kpop x gender neutral reader #kpop x gn reader

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bambikisss · 2 years

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Suits: 1

CEO!JAYB X CEO!READER

Smut warnings: Spit, bitting, slight bondage, slight breeding kink, marking, etc. Rough to Passionate.

R/N: Random Name.

Love, to some, is a luxury.

Love takes time, energy, and attention. All things that you could afford to give away to anything else but work.

"Ms. L/N, come on. The investors are on line 4 and are desperate to talk to you. Are you sure you can't arrive to this meeting late?" You shook your head as your secretary followed behind you, her own heels trying hard to keep up with your own as you continued to make your way to the meeting you had put off for about a month. You could afford to reschedule this meeting as you had rain-checked them three times already. You turned around to face your secretary, smiling softly as you fixed your outfit. "You've worked for me for far too long to not know how to tell whether or not the investment is good. I'm trusting you to figure it out. Don't disappoint me, R/N. Also, make sure no one contacts me while I'm in this meeting and for two hours after as I can tell I am going to need lunch after this."

You were the CEO of a top entertainment company. You had some of the top stars in the industry underneath you, along with a sub-skin care brand, a clothing line, and you started to dip into cosmetics. You had your foot basically on everyone's necks in every industry you joined.

"Good Afternoon, gentlemen.'' You smiled as you entered the room, shaking hands with the men who were around the room before one ushered over a man wearing a dark blue suit. "This is our CEO: Nam Jikhoon." You shook his hand, ushering for him to take a seat as you thanked him for waiting through the many rain checks. He waved it off before turning and sliding over his business card. "I think it's time we talk business, don't you think Ms. L/N?"

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"He wants 20 percent of the company."

You leaned back as your secretary stared back at you in disbelief. "He brought nothing to the table other than his film company. It may be one of the best, it isn't on top." You sipped your wine as your secretary handed you the file she had on the company, shaking her head. "I can't belive he wasted your time three times for something that could've been a quick no over the phone."

"Be nice, R/N. This job is all about getting connections and maintaining them. You need to learn that if you ever want to have your own company. Now, I wish to eat lunch in silence." You winked at her as she left the room, returning your attention to your wine and salad.

You were mid-way through your salad when your phone began to ring, annoying you as you wanted to be left alone while you ate. Your annoyance left your body when you heard the voice. "Good Afternoon, Ms. Y/N. I assume you're having a busy day by the tone of your voice."

"Not anymore, Mrs. Lee. Have you found anyone who matched with me?" While you were busy with your job, you wanted to make an attempt at finding love.

So, you joined a match-making service for the elite: all the top rich people making up the 1 percent. You had a few people vying for you after rumors spread that you were a black card member (top member), but you didn't like any of them.

"Besides Mr. Jikhoon, who you rejected not only on the app, but in person today during your meeting?"

You scoffed as you drank some wine, swirling the wine as you remembered his poor attempt at trying to ask you out on a date with his entourage by his side. You also remembered his face falling after you rejected him in front of all of his entourage.

"Besides him, there is the only other black card holder who joined this morning." You perked up, sitting up as that had gotten your attention. To have a black card, you had to have large enough earnings and have a specific set of guidelines. Basically, you have to be filthy rich.

"I guess I caught your interest. I will set up a dinner for the two of you to meet tonight, so clear your schedule and wear your best." You nodded, placing the now empty wine glass down, and called your secretary back into the office. "Clear my schedule after 4. I have a date."

The date was at a very exclusive restaurant in Seoul, which only allowed certain people in. Call it posh, but it was for the security of the rich people who they let in from the media.

You fixed your dress as you stood in the elevator, going to the top floor. You had to admit, for the first time in a while that you felt nervous. You bit your bottom lip as the elevator reached the floor, opening to show a velvet and romantic-themed dining room, tables spaced out to various areas filled with top stars and politicians. You followed the waitress to a secluded corner, ignoring the eyes of people who watched you. You didn't care whether it was from envy or from who you were being led to sit with, choosing to focus on the man who was making your heart race.

When you reached the table, you mentally thanked Mrs.Lee for her pick. At the table sat a man wearing a red suit with a sheer shirt underneath. His hair was a bit messy but in a neat way that you wanted to run your hands through his hair. As you sat down, you noticed the man's eyes slowly rake up your body to make eye contact with him. He took a sip of his drink as the jazz in the background slowly became white noise as you both made eye contact. It felt electric. You both couldn't rip your eyes from one another, finding not only comfort but lust in each other.

"So this is the famous other black card holder? Pretty." His voice was deep and gravelly as eyed you, making you feel like you wanted to hide in your chair. "Same here. You look amazing Mr-" "Lim. Let's just keep this first meeting to a last-name basis."

Okay, that's fine.

"Alright, Mr. Lim. You look amazing."

"So do you, Ms. L/N. Mrs.Lee worked her magic."

You wondered how his small compliment made your heart race and your cheeks become hot. He had such an effect on you, yet, you both had just met.

That seemed to be the feeling all throughout the date. Small compliments from the other that made you both blush and made the lust that you both tried to hide come to the surface slowly. You couldn't take your eyes off of him, even when his hand held yours, then trailed up your arm to your shoulder, and then to cup your cheek. You cursed softly as goosebumps appeared in his wake, a smirk coming to his lips at it. When you did the same to him, his eyes darkened instead. He bit your thumb before he cursed lowly, leaning back to quickly place a wad of cash onto the table before ushering you to the private bathrooms as he couldn't sit through a car ride; he had to have you right then and there and if it took having sex in a bathroom at an expensive restaurant, then so be it.

He kissed you as he locked the door behind you both, your lips fitting together as he took off your gloves, then removed your dress. He kissed around your neck feverishly, biting you when you began to remove his own suit, making you whine. As you finally got all of his clothes off, his lips left your body to pin you to the wall again, picking you up to wrap your legs around him.

"So sweet baby, letting me take you to the bathroom like this," He whispered into your ear, biting your neck again as he pushed into you. He gave you no warning as he began moving his hips, moaning against your neck as you clenched around him. You ran your hands through his hair, whining as he moved faster.

You had one-night stands before, most ending with an unsatisfying climax, but with the man who was currently cursing and moaning as if his life depended on it, you were sure it was going to have a satisfying end. He tossed his head back to finally meet your gaze, his tongue moving out to wet his dry lips as he panted, his fingers digging into your thighs. "You're so tight, baby. Clutching me like I'm gonna leave you before you cum all over my cock," He hissed as his jaw tightened, kissing you once more, his hips rolling to hers, making you both groan into the kiss.

As he picked up the pace once more, you let your head fall back as he leans down to wrap his lips around your nipple, moaning as you tightened once more, finally cuming as he picked you up, fucking you into the air. He gave you a moment to calm down before dropping to his knees, placing you onto his shoulders as his tongue shoved into you, cleaning you hungrily, making you dig your nails into his shoulders and tug on his hair, the man's eyes looking up at you as he cleaned you before tossing his head back, roughly spitting back onto you before going back in. "Taste so fucking good. Why the fuck do you taste so fucking good, goddam," he asked roughly, kissing up your body before turning you around to face the wall, pushing back into you before kissing your shoulder, moving his hips roughly, snapping into you every time you cursed, which was every time you moaned, which was good for the both for you.

Mr. Lim kept you coming.

Multiple times.

He fucked you around the expensive bathroom, not giving a shit if anyone heard you two or came in on you both. He had to have you constantly screaming on his cock, and then on his face. By the time he had come once, you had come almost six times.

As you calmed down, he held you against his chest as he leaned you both against the sink. He ushered for you to look up at the mirror, chuckling at both of your disheveled appearances and slightly foggy mirror. He leaned forward to draw a cat on it, chuckling as you did the same with a bunny. You found the moment adorable, despite how you both were just fucking like rabbits.

He kissed your shoulder before gathering your clothes, placing them on the counter next to you before putting on his own, you both turned around when your phone rang. You opened your purse to see your driver calling you, asking if you were ready to leave as the restaurant was about to close. You nodded, telling him that you were on your way out now before hanging up.

"Gonna leave me, Cinderella?" Mr.Lim asked, wrapping his arms around you to kiss your cheek, making you lean back into him. You nodded, smiling as he put on your gloves, pulling them up your arm carefully before he handed you a card with his number on it, the front being his business card. You decided to look it up later, patting his suit pocket before walking out of the steamy bathroom, leaving the man speechless and now more interested in you.

As you got into the backseat, you looked at the card the man had given you, smirking at his name.

"Nice to meet you, Lim Jaebeom"

Jae arrived at his own car a few moments after you had left, sighing as he told his driver to take him home. He was honestly tired, tossing his head back to rest on the seat as his mind flashed back to you. You, your body, the beautiful sounds you made- his mind replayed the whole interaction in his mind.

As he felt himself smirk, he reached into his pocket to try and find a piece of gum, only to be met with your panties that you had slipped in there at some point during the makeout session. He bit his lip, asking his driver to drive faster, needing to go home fast to deal with his problem that was now becoming painful.

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"Alright, Ms. L/N. Today you have one meeting with the CEO of a popular fashion, music, and art brand. He should be sitting in your office waiting for you." You sighed as you thanked your secretary, tired as you wanted to just kick your heels off and relax before the next company meeting that you had to fly out for.

"Do you have a moment?"

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