#im jaebum smut
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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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Kinktober Day 3- Lingerie
This is gonna be self-indulgent as hell and I am not sorry but also I hope you enjoy it!
Pairing: non-idol!JB x afab!Reader
Warnings: Pet names (Daddy, Princess, Baby), mentions of panty stealing, mentions of masturbation, oral (fem. receiving), PIV intercourse, creampie (fem. receiving), no condom (be safe out there y'all), spanking, hair pulling
=Please let me know if I missed any.=
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~18+ MDNI ~
It was not often that you wanted to buy fancy things. Even less often the fancy stuff you happen to buy turns out to be something sexy to wear for your husband. This time you couldn't help it. One day in your boredom you decided to do some online shopping and found a gorgeous lacey emerald green set that you knew would look amazing against your skin tone. Even better it was on sale! One night's bored purchase is another night's fun. Honestly, you had almost completely forgotten you bought it until it came in the mail today. It was a pleasant surprise, a gift from your past self and you couldn't help but be thrilled. Just then you got another idea. You were going to make an event of it. You had the day off to relax anyway why not make it worthwhile. With that determination in mind, you went to take a shower to get ready for what you had planned. After your shower, you applied some light makeup and fixed your hair into neat french braids that finished off as low pigtails. He liked your hair like that for very obvious reasons. Then you put on the new lingerie set you bought. On top of it, you put on the dress you know he loves seeing you in the most. It's a long red sundress with flowers on it and a slit that goes up the middle rather than down the side. Once you were all dolled up and ready you decided to head to the kitchen to fix up his favorite meal and to set the table like they would in a restaurant.
When you were finally done you sent a quick text to your husband, -I have a surprise for you when you get home! I hope you like it I love you. See you soon!- You knew he should be on his way home by now and the notification would come up on the dash screen of his car. A few minutes later you get his reply, - I can't wait! I am almost home. I love you too!- It was exciting waiting in anticipation for him to come home. Not even five minutes later while you were putting the finishing touches on the meal you heard the front door open and close. You went out to greet him, "Hello my love how was work?"
"Ah, you know same old-," he pauses when he finally looks up from taking off his shoes to switch to his house slippers, "Wow, what's the special occasion that my beautiful wife feels the need to make my knees weak."
"There is no special occasion I just felt like pampering my handsome husband because he's been working extra hard lately," you replied moving closer to give him a kiss. He instantly returned the kiss and placed his hands on your hips. Before the kiss could get any more heated you pulled away, "Dinner is ready in the kitchen. I made your favorite."
"Have I ever told you that I love you," he asks following you into the kitchen/dining room.
"Only every single day Jae," you respond with a giggle at his affection. No matter how long you two have been together Im Jaebum gives you butterflies like it's still the very first date. Upon seeing the spread you had laid out on the table he came up to hug you from behind and whispered in your ear, "So you did all of this just because I have been working extra hard? I feel like you are planning something, Princess."
"What I can't just want to do something nice for you," you ask trying not to give your true intentions away.
"Okay, I will believe you for now. Let's eat then," he says giving you one more kiss on the head before going to sit down. You both enjoy your meal together and he helps you clean up. When everything was cleaned and put away you went up to JB and wrapped your arms around his neck. He placed his hands back on your hips. You lean closer to whisper in his ear again, "There is more to your surprise. Join me in the bedroom will you?"
"See I knew you were up to something," he says with a smile but follows you to the bedroom anyway. You sit him down on the edge of the bed and tell him to close his eyes. Once you are sure he isn't peeking you remove the dress you were wearing and throw it into the hamper in the corner of the room. You let him know that he can open his eyes and when he does you don't fail to notice the way his eyes darken when they look at you. His expression shifts from one of pure admiration to something darker and full of lust. You can hear it in the timber of his voice when he says, "Come here princess let daddy get a closer look at you."
You can't help but do what he asks this was your plan after all and you couldn't be more glad that it worked. As you step closer he places his hands on your thighs. It is gentle at first and then he moves up higher. Wrapping his arms around your thighs and pulling you closer so he can see as he moves his hands up to your ass and giving it a firm squeeze. Then he lands a sharp spank on your left cheek and soothes it by rubbing his hand softly over the spot. "Look at you, baby. You look so good for me all wrapped in lace like this. I will try not to ruin it while I am busy fucking you into oblivion," he growls from his position below you. From that same position, he lifts you up with no issues and tosses you gently onto the bed so that you're lying on your back.
He takes his sweet time kissing and nipping at your inner thighs. He makes his way so slowly to the place you need him most. You can feel how wet you are just from this and he hasn't even properly started yet. You know that he is doing this on purpose and are sure this was his own plan ever since he became suspicious of you planning something. He was moving so slowly and so gently and you knew that he could see how much it affected you from the ever-growing wet patch on your new panties. "Da-daddy please don't tease me anymore I c-can't take it. I need you please," you beg gasping when he nips just a little bit harder at your most sensitive parts.
"That's it, baby beg for me. Beg for me to use this pretty little pussy however I want," he replies finally giving you some type of relief by rubbing a thumb up and down your covered folds. He continued that for a little while longer and then gave in at the sound of your desperate moans. He pulled the panties down your legs and once they were fully off he shoved them into the pocket of his slacks. You already struggled to think and he was only getting started. It only got worse when he finally gave your pussy the attention you wanted him to. He licked a long stripe up your glistening folds humming in satisfaction at your taste.
"What do you think princess should I take my time eating you out until you cum again and again on my face or would you just like me to get you ready enough to take my cock," he asks. It was getting hard to form words. The combination of his tongue and his two fingers that joined shortly after his question was blurring your mind with pleasure. He stops all movement to say, "Come on baby use your words. Already so fucked dumb and I have barely even done anything yet. What do you want you can say it."
"I w- I want to-to-to- wanna get ready for daddy's cock," you say barely able to string the sentence together. Jaebum had a way of doing that to you and you loved it. You loved being able to give yourself over to the pleasure he brought you and he loved it too. Hearing your answer JB dove in like a man starved. After so many years he knew your body like nobody else and he knew exactly what to do to bring you over the edge. His mouth licking your sensitive clit and his middle and ring fingers plunging deep into you. Every time you'd touch yourself when he wasn't around you could never get your fingers to go as deep as his. He brought you ecstasy like nothing else. You could feel yourself getting closer.
"Daddy I am so close please can I cum I really wanna cum on your face please please, please," you begged almost crying.
"Cum baby cum all over my face and then again one more time on my cock after," he said temporarily removing his mouth from your clit and then going right back. When he replaces his mouth you feel yourself let go coming all over his face and fingers. It feels so good but you know you aren't done yet. He wastes no time moving away to remove his own clothes and then flipping you over. He pulls your hips up and once he has the right position he slides right in. He gives you enough time to adjust to him and as soon as he's sure you're okay he sets a fast pace. At first, his hands are on your hips giving your ass harsh slaps every so often that make you yelp and moan at the painful pleasure. Then his hands move to your hair each hand taking one of the pigtails and then pulling back making your back arch and he is able to hit a new deeper angle. He can feel you tightening around him and he knows you're close again which is good because so is he. He leans down into your ear, "That's it, baby just a little more, and then let's cum together yeah?"
He keeps up this pace and it is only a matter of time before you're falling off the edge cumming all over his cock and he follows seconds after. Cum spurting out in thick ropes into you. It takes a moment for you both to calm down but when you finally do he goes to the bathroom to get a warm rag to clean you up. "That was amazing and you should online shop more often if this is what it leads to," he jokes.
"Yeah I will get right on that," you respond with a laugh. He helps you clean up, take your make-up off, and let your hair down. You both fall asleep in each other's arms after exchanging a sincere 'I love you' and you couldn't be happier to end your day with him.
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A/N: HOLY COW!!! I am so sorry for being so late on this one but like I said it was really self-indulgent and I definitely got super carried away. Luckily day 3 is done and day 4 will be out later today so as a bonus for this one being late you technically get two in one day! HOORAY!
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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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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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genre: romance, mature, melo
plot: two married people fall in love
a/n: i know its written dull, but trust me on this.
You wake up everyday facing the balcony of your apartment.
You never wake up to sunlight creeping in through the space between the blinds in your room. You always wake up just before the alarm, your shoes always placed perfectly so your feet slip into it as you sit on the edge.
Every morning seems the same. The same monotonous day; the same routine. The same twenty steps around your bathroom, the same cups, the same jar holding the teabags. The same toast and eggs, the same same same same same same same same same same same.
The same man always wakes up twenty minutes after you.
You always just happen you be halfway through the door when he enters the kitchen.
It’s the same bus ride to the same glass building. The same cubicle, the same work, same fake smiles and laughs, same stories. Same everything.
Tonight you decide to make stew for dinner. But is it really a decision when you make it at least five times a month?
He comes in at nine tonight.
You tell him to put the dinner away. You get into your bed, and close your eyes.
Sleep never comes easy, but you close your eyes anyway.
Your doctor told you to close your eyes even if you’re not sleeping.
Let the eyes rest.
But you can feel it moving underneath your eyelids, and now you can feel a migraine forming at the front of your head.
You feel the bed dip beside you. You remain on your side, ignoring him. You even out your breath, you are asleep.
I am sleeping. You say it as a mantra over and over again.
It works tonight. He faces the other side, you hear his phone click open.
He stays on that phone forever.
The sounds of the clicking on the keyboard, the endless Tiktoks. Your head is about to burst, you are about to burst.
And just when you cannot take it anymore, he lets out an obnoxious yawn. You ease, and he relaxes and sleeps.
You close your eyes waiting for sleep to take you away, but it does last long.
A few hours, and then you wake up to your balcony again.
The slippers slide onto your feet. Your pink brush remains where you left it yesterday.
The cup you sip your tea from as you stare out the window is the same one as yesterday. You got it as a gift from your sister one birthday. It was one of those horrifically cringe ones that says ‘The Greatest Sister Ever.’
You both had a fight a day before your birthday.
You were slipping into your heels when your husband enters the kitchen.
“Thank you,” he says just like every morning. You give him a small smile.
Normally that is the end of it, but today there is more, “We have to go to dinner tonight.”
You still in your actions and look up to meet his eyes. It was like looking at a stranger but worse, you couldn’t even tell what he was thinking.
But he could read the confusion on your face, “It’s my mum’s birthday.”
You nod, before looking at the calendar behind him. Even from the door you could see the pink marker around the date. You give him another plain smile, “I’ll pick up a gift on the way back.”
“It’s okay,” he says, and you’re thankful for it. “I’ll pick up something.”
“Okay,” you say, and slip your shoes on completely. You stand awkwardly for a second, and he looks at you too. How can you live with someone for twelve months and feel like complete strangers with them?
“Have a good day,” he says. Your lips part, and the silence stretches for a bit too long, but you finally manage,“You too.”
You escape before anymore awkward pleasantries pass between you.
The bus is busy like always. You find a space and smile at the girl already sitting there.
You let out a deep breath, and then inhale. You do it three more times, and a place a hand on your chest. Your heart was beating so fast, but you didn’t know why.
Apart from the mild heart-attack (it wasn’t actually a heart-attack, you googled it), the rest of the day was the same. The court room was the same, you had lunch with the same two girls, at the same lunchroom. The bus ride was the same; awful, humid and tiresome.
But tonight when you went home, you didn’t cook dinner.
Instead you showered, and changed into a pretty pale yellow dress. You did your hair into a nice pretty bun. You put on makeup and the lipstick that matches you so perfectly you save it for special occasions.
You get on your knees and pull out the box with your special heels.
You were going to meet your in-laws, you had to look nice.
Once ready, you took a look in the mirror.
You looked pretty.
How long had it been since you dressed up?
Your husband came soon after. He gave you a small smile as he took you in. You took in the pink wrapped box in his hand, and then your eyes went to the bouquet of flowers in the other.
He placed them both on the table next to the fruit bowl.
He went into the bathroom, and you stared at the flowers.
You wanted flowers too.
Growing up you never wanted to live in an apartment. You wanted to live in a house with a lawn or the country-side, somewhere where you could plant an entire garden. You would plant every flower you could get your hands on. It didn’t even have to look pretty as long as they bloomed you were happy with it.
You made a few attempts to plant in the apartment when you first moved in. The proof of that lies brown and dry in colourful flower pots outside on the balcony.
You didn’t realise you were staring at the flowers the entire time until he emerged from the bedroom.
He looked good.
He was good-looking.
The white shirt and casual blazer you laid out for him, hoping he would wear it, looked good on him.
You didn’t say anything though. He didn’t too, only, “Ready?”
It wasn’t a question really, more like ready or not here we go. He picked up the keys, the gift, and bunch of flowers. You picked up the tiny handbag you prepared for the night and followed him outside.
Maybe Uber rides were more comfortable than this.
The last time you set in one, they asked how your day was at the very least.
This was one of the few rare occasions you and your husband were made to be in each other’s company completely. Normally, the timings never matched up or there was someone else, or some other distraction.
People said this is common in arranged marriages. Reassurances and promises of everything working out were passed out to you like candies to a kid on Halloween.
You just stared out the window, you wished you could put the window down.
You wished you were in an Uber.
Your in-laws were good people.
Your mother-in-law, Jenny, always was in good hopes. She shared the same smile as her son and daughter, but you saw it more on her than anyone else.
Your husband handed you the gift and kept the flowers for himself. You hand her the pink box and she gushes, excitement evident in her voice, but she still reassures you that you shouldn’t have.
You’re polite with them. You smile, you laugh, you talk.
Whenever you’re with them or your own family, or whenever anyone else is around you and your husband, it feels like you’re outside your body. This woman is not you, it’s your husband’s wife.
“My son,” she places a sloppy kiss on your husbands cheek, he grimaces but his smile is bigger making his eyes disappear. Your heart feels like a mini heart-attack again, but its nothing, google said it was nothing.
You hug your sister-in-law Jae-e, instead. She hugs you back tightly, before complementing your lipstick, and your smile is true this time.
Your lipstick was made for you.
“Justin has come a long way,” you agree after Jae-e finishes her fifteen minute monologue about Justin Bieber’s highs and lows. She was a firm supporter of Selena, but she believes love changes and happens where it needs to, and Justin and Haley are together now.
You didn’t know much about Justin, you did back in middle school. Your best friend was a die-hard fan.
“Who’s Justin?” Your husband asks.
“Justin Bieber,” Jae-e rolls her eyes annoyed with her brother. Your sister and you were the same, it was like you were always teenagers no matter how much time passed.
“He only knows one JB,” she slides the comment towards you, you snort slightly, and her brother ignores it.
Or at least he tries to because he begins asking her about her new book.
The betrayal in her eyes is so funny, you had to bite your lip to hide your grin.
“It’ll probably be done before I get the chance to play with mum’s grandchild,” she’s proud of her reply, but instantly regrets it when her mother’s head snaps towards you and your husband.
You are frozen in place, your eyes on the sizzler plate. You wonder if it was still hot; and if so, how much would it burn the big mouthed twat.
“Yes!” Your mother-in-law gushes, and you start screaming inside. You’re surprised no one can hear you, in a way you are lucky no one can. She continues her loud words and each word makes your ears bleed, “WHEN DO I GET TO PLAY WITH MY GRANDCHILD?!”
She goes on and on. Some other couple who got married after you already has a kid. Another just announced their pregnancy.
You sat there staring at the plate, and then at the white table cloth.
White table cloth is so impractical. It basically just highlights all the mistakes a person makes. This family of five does not know how to take out their dishes properly and now there’s stains all over.
It was your father-in-law who finally stepped in, and said “That’s enough. This is not table conversation.”
You liked your father-in-law.
You bow and say goodbye to your in-laws. It was about time.
Your stomach was so full you were going to explode, and the heel straps were cutting into your skin. You were sure your lipstick had faded away by now.
All you wanted to do was go home and sleep.
But you have work tomorrow- no, tomorrow is Saturday!
But you were still excited to feel sleepy, maybe you’ll actually sleep and knock out completely.
Your thoughts got cut-off when you opened the door of your car.
“Oh,” you gasped as you picked up a flower from your seat. You showed it to your husband who stood there on his side of the car. “This must have fallen out.”
He bit his lip and then nodded, “Must have.”
He entered the car.
You were smiling when you buckled into your seat. You hummed along to songs playing, and looked out the window. You were okay with having the windows up.
The entire ride, you twirled the flower between your fingers, the yellow petals fluttering with each turn.
You wanted flowers.
When you get home, you head straight to the bathroom. The twenty steps increase by three as you place the flower into the cupholder. You stare it for a good minute.
You strip, shower and change into your pyjamas.
You watch as your husband as he goes into the bathroom.
Tonight you wanted it. Tonight you were not going to fall asleep.
Tonight you watched the light beneath the door. Tonight you didn’t realise as sleep took over you.
You woke up the next day. No alarm.
Your slippers sliding onto your feet. Twenty steps around your bathroom.
The cup- oh.
You halted in your steps.
The cup on the table, breakfast spread out and ready.
Your husband putting on his shoes as he’s rushing out the door. He looks frantic. You want to call out to him, what do you call him?
He catches sight of you before that, “Office emergency.”
You nod, smiling, telling him its okay.
He hesitates, and then the door closes behind him.
You look over the breakfast.
Same cup. Same bread and toast. Same egg. Same table. Same room. Same apartment.
But somehow different.
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Hey there I have some got7 scenarios/reactions that I'd love to see you do... How would they approach someone they are interested in at a house party?
hey anon! i decided to use the term crush in place of 'someone they're interested in,' i hope that's okay. i actually like this scenario a lot but i wasn't completely sure what to write, so here's my attempt 👀 also sorry for the wait, i was stumped so it did take me a bit to be creative and complete the request :3 enjoy!
how got7 would approach their crush at a party
warnings: cursing, fighting (in jayb's), flirting, terrible pickup lines (jackson 👀), not proofread bcs i'm tired af
jayb
jaebeom probably wouldn't even approach you - he'd be subtly watching bcs he just adores you sm. subtle until he notices a guy getting too close and you seeming uncomfortable. he makes his way to you and pulls the whole "babe, is this guy bothering you?" and you play along until the guy grows frustrated and calls you names, which is when jb throws hands (fists). after he defends you and leaves the guy slumped on the ground, you're actually the one who asks for his number.
mark
mark would probably be really straight forward. sumn like "hey, you're cute, could i get your number?" but in the least creepy way possible. you can't help but say yes - he's so fcking cute omg and he texts you as soon as he gets home from the party to make sure you get home safely
jackson
jackson would be so extra ong. he'd slide in with the horribly tacky pickup lines but it still gives you butterflies. something like "hey, what's your name?" "y/n, why?" "oh, i could've sworn it was mine." so cheesy but so fcking cute bcs its jackson anywhores y'all exchange numbers after flirting a bit and that's how it goes down :D
jinyoung
jinyoung would definitely be the most smooth - you couldn't even tell if he's nervous (he is). he approaches you with a slight smile to appear friendly (rbf fr) and sits next to you and your friend on the sofa. he attempts to make small talk and by the end of the night, you both share a few drinks and exchange numbers.
youngjae
youngjae seems like a pretty shy person irl esp around people he doesn't really know so he'd have to be comfortable with you to approach you - and you have to be alone bcs he's afraid of messing up around you, much less your friends or other strangers 🥺 he'd probably ask for your number so you could plan a hangout at some point (not a date, he wouldn't be that straightforward)
bambam
i take back what i said about jinyoung - bam is def the most smooth with all that flirting he does, and that's definitely what he does with you. mans waltzes right up to you and starts flirting (so extra pls) he'd def ask for your number and plan out a date on the spot 😩
yugyeom
bb would prob try to act so confident but be vv nervous :3 mans does not have enough experience with dating despite his constant flirting smh... probably stutters a bit but ultimately plays it cool. you end up giving him your number bcs he's just so cute!!
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omg is the smut prompts still open? can you do 6 + 27 with jaebeom after a long week without snu snu? 👄 thank you!
A/N: Oh god, I tried, be nice lolol
Your foot tapped impatiently as you waited by the front door for your boyfriend. Your boyfriend who had been gone on a mini tour for a week. Usually, you joined him and the group, hanging out backstage as they performed, but this time, you couldn't get the time off work.
You hear the key slide into the lock, turning the deadbolt and the door swings open. Jaebum walks in, shutting the door behind him before dropping his heavy bag on the floor.
"Fuck." He sighs as his eyes meet yours. He walks towards you, backing you into the wall as he presses his lips to yours. He presses his body to yours, his hands roaming your body as he kisses you.
He breaks the kiss, caressing your face as his eyes wander yours. "I missed you." You whisper, wrapping your arms around you.
"I missed you, baby." He says, his hands moving down your body. He slips his hand into the waist of your shorts, slowly moving down as his fingers move between your lips, gently grazing your clit. You let out a loud moan, his fingers continuing to tease you.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" He whispers in your ear. Your body is practically melting into his body.
"Oh god.. yes." You murmur.
"I wanna take you so fucking bad." He grunts, pressing his cock against your thigh. Without another word, he pulls his hand from your pants, grabs your hand and pulls you towards the bedroom.
Fuck were you glad to have him home.
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eyebrow piercing | jaebum im (M).
© jjinnies (2022). please do not plagiarise/copy without permission <3! this work of fiction contains mature themes (descriptive smut), minors DNI <3! female reader perspective, still trying to figure out better inclusion of all readers <3!
smut, please do not interact if you are a minor. sex with consent, penetration, y/n is on the pill, turns soft and fluffy towards the end <3.
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your boyfriend was a man of many surprises.
but what you had never expected in a million years was to one day open the front door to find him sporting a rather impulsive - but attractive - eyebrow piercing.
your initial reaction was anything but smooth, gaping like a fish out of water. and seeing you react this way boosted jaebum’s confidence. it made him feel oddly proud, seeing that he could still manage to fluster you after 3 years of a very strong and loving relationship.
but as time went by, hours, days - and eventually one whole week - jaebum noticed that your shock still remained. he would catch you eyeing the piercing subtly, sometimes fixated on the thing. and for the first time since the beginning of your relationship, your cheeks seemed to redden if your boyfriend tried to make eye contact with you, or initiate any form of affection. like he was too intimidating now, or that he looked absolutely ridiculous.
surely, you would have said something by now if it looked horrible? if it was like a pimple just waiting to be popped and poofed off?
and there was no time better than asking you after you got into bed.
running your hands through his jet black hair, you smiled as his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer so he could rest his head against your chest. your fingers twisted through his wavy locks, massaging his scalp lightly as you peered down towards his eyes, just to sneak a glance at the small silver accessory that adorned your boyfriend’s right eyebrow.
slowly, your thumb ran over the metal. it almost made you shiver, and you were beginning to find yourself getting lost in the honestly lewd thoughts that you conjured up the day jaebum had come home looking hotter than ever. you didn’t even think it was possible to look this fine.
then, jaebum’s hand found yours and kissed your knuckles softly.
“do you hate it?”
at first, you barely registered his question. humming softly, you leant over to kiss his forehead, replaying the words over in your mind until you sat up and gasped.
“baby! why would you even think that?”
“because you’re avoiding me ever since i got this metal thing on.”
jaebum sat up with you, pulling you closer to him until you found yourself in his lap, his chin resting atop your head.
“it’s okay to not like it, you know? i can get it off as easily as i pierced it on.”
but you were quick to push him back at arm’s length. cupping his cheeks firmly, you bit the inside of your own cheek, suddenly a little shy and extremely embarrassed at the confession you’d have to make to your confused boyfriend.
and as he waited expectantly for your answer, you huffed, grabbing his hands and placing them on your waist before hugging his neck.
then, you spoke.
“i’ve never been more fucking attracted to you, from all the hairstyles and piercings and tattoos and everything you’ve ever gotten. it’s been driving me crazy, seeing you look so-”
your words were cut off as jaebum pressed his lips against yours, a sigh of relief tumbling out of him as you cupped his cheeks to kiss him back. what started off tender soon became more passionate, until his hand wrapped around the base of your neck gently, pulling you closer until he bit down on your bottom lip to tug at the flesh.
he then pulled away.
“we could have been doing this ages ago if you had been a good girl and told me, darling.”
this time, you were the one to pull him closer, hooking a finger to his necklace as you tugged softly. you moved towards his lap again, straddling him as his hands slipped up your shirt to rub the bare skin of your waist.
he was right, you should have been quicker with your compliments, realising that your flustered self could easily be mistaken for disdain towards his new accessory.
“is it too late to tell you how unbelievably hot that piercing looks on you?”
at your words, your boyfriend’s eyes twinkled amusedly, peppering kisses up your neck before returning to face you as he connected your foreheads. his hands found your hips, rubbing them softly as he hummed.
“you’re lucky you’re cute.”
at his words, you giggled, but it was soon replaced by a moan when he gripped your ass in his hands, massaging the soft flesh. your fingers tangled in his hair as a response, and he used his hold to begin a steady rhythm of you grinding against his thigh.
and just when you thought he couldn’t tease you enough, he dipped his head down in the crook of your neck, smirking to himself before rubbing the cold metal of his latest piercing against your sensitive nape.
“jae!”
the little resolve you had was thinning as you began to dry hump his thigh, one hand moving down to palm him over the basketball shorts that were getting increasingly tight around his crotch.
it was now his turn to face surprise, drawing in a breath as he sucked his bottom lip in between his pearly whites, letting out a low moan before kissing your temple.
“are you up for making love? you’re not too tired?”
despite the hormones raging through the two of you, jaebum still managed to make sure you weren’t too tired before doing anything, and more importantly, he wanted your consent. it was important to him, and he knew that consent was always necessary, regardless of whether the parties involved were in a relationship or not.
pressing a chaste peck to his lips in response, you smiled up at him, cupping his cheeks before nodding.
“please, baby.”
when he tugged his shorts down enough to let his length slap against his stomach, you did the same with your pyjamas, getting off his lap to lay down with the mattress against your back.
jaebum only smiled at you, crawling over to you until he hovered over your form, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear. you were so beautiful to him, easily the most precious and important aspect of his life.
what started off as a heated, passionate makeout quickly turned into something more gentle and intimate, and jaebum was more than okay with the shift, because he loved appreciating you and making you feel good.
he leant forward until your lips pressed against his once more, one palm pressing into the mattress adjacent to your head to support himself as the other held your hip reassuringly.
he rubbed your hip with the pad of his thumb, whispering against your lips as he praised you and how beautiful you looked, sprawled under him. his fingers then found your womanhood, pressing his thumb against your bundle of nerves.
and after making sure you were sufficiently prepped, his fingers reached down to wrap around his length, guiding his tip to your entrance as he pushed the first few inches inside you.
“baby,” he whispered, nudging his nose against yours as a way to know if you were okay.
you smiled, nodding before wrapping your arms around his neck as you clenched around him, trying to relax as you pushed your hips up, letting him know it was okay.
“god, you’re so beautiful.”
the words slipped out of his mouth effortlessly as he held you closer, kissing your cheeks and forehead as he bottomed out, the feeling making both of you moan out loud.
and when he began to move, so did you, grinding into his hips as he reassured you and how well you were taking him, kissing any inch of skin his lips came into contact with.
“gosh, i love you,” you mumbled, feeling close to your high as you closed your eyes, leaning your head back into the pillows as your back arched.
jaebum increased his pace, his heart swelling at your words as he smiled genuinely, grunting at the new angle before whispering the words back.
“i love you so much, baby.”
the gentle affirmation was all you needed as you finally let go, tugging on his hair and whining softly as jaebum also released into you shortly after, unable to stop his own sounds.
his hand cupped your cheek softly as he helped you both ride out your highs, kissing your forehead before pulling out slowly.
you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around his neck yet again, a little shy before snuggling up into him as he settled down against the mattress, pulling you against him so he could cuddle you and give you as much aftercare as you needed.
“was that okay, princess?” he whispered, tracing idle shapes against your bare back as you smiled, cupping his cheeks before kissing his whole face.
“i loved every bit of it,” you whispered back, cheekily rubbing his piercing with your thumb before settling back into his warm embrace.
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Im Jae Beom (GOT7 / Solo) Kinky* Reading
Hello and welcome!
I’m Kleo and I’m here to present some k-pop related tarot readings to you.
Disclaimer:
I would like to state that all these readings have a purely entertainment nature and their purpose is to bring some fun into my and hopefully yours lives. I have never ever met any of the idols / actors / celebrities in my readings, I don’t know them personally. Tarot reading isn’t an exact science and I can never guarantee any of it. Most of it is my intuition mixed with fantasy. Don’t take these readings seriously and don’t base any important decisions on tarot readings only, use your common sense.
If you wish to request a tarot reading, please read the pinned post on my profile first to see the instructions on how to request. I only do readings for idols / actors / celebrities of 18 years of age or older. Requests for readings including younger people will be automatically dismissed. If you feel uncomfortable with these tarot readings, do not engage in reading my posts. Thank you for understanding.
Reading Info:
Rating: 18+
Reading Type: Single - Couple
Requested: Yes - No
Deck: E. A. Poe
Spread: Kinky*
Questions:
Position
Libido
Turn On
Kink
Dirtiest Secret*
Full Name: Im Jae Beom
Stage Name: Jay B / formerly JB
Group: GOT7 / Solo
Masterpost: Got7
Im Jae Beom
Jay B / JB (GOT7 / Solo)
Deck: E. A. Poe
Spread: Kinky*
Position - 7 of Wands
Jay B is likely to become difficult in a relationship. He wants to have someone reliable by his side and yet he’s sort of fighting becoming really close with them. The outcome is that his lover feels pushed away and agitated by Jay B holding up to his independence and not sharing much with them. Jay B probably has some commitment issues that need to be solved.
Libido - 9 of Swords
Oh yeah! Commitment issues. Okay! Jay B is clearly for some reason scared to actually become close and intimate with people. This fear is rooted in his mind. Maybe he has had bad experiences from the past but he needs to overcome the anxiety and stop projecting the horrors that exist in his mind into people around him. He needs to start seeing that not everyone is fake or trying to deceive him and play him for a fool.
Turn On - 7 of Swords
Ah! Here comes the trouble, doesn’t it, Jay B? Well Jay B can’t be surprised he has no trust in his partners when his type is a player and thief of hearts from the beginning. Jay B is likely to feel attracted to the dangerous type of person, someone who’s hot on the outside but their heart is made of steel and ice and granite and will have no scruples about cheating on him when they have the chance. Maybe Jay B thinks he can change them for the better? Hardly, dear! Stop dating monsters in pretty skin and you won’t have a reason for distrust and anxiety.
Kink - V The Hierophant
Jay B is likely to have a kink for correcting bad behaviour and disciplining a misbehaving lover. He’s likely to come up with many ridiculous and impossible to follow rules just to enjoy the thrill of inflicting the punishment when his lover breaks the rules. He’s no sadist about it, he will likely hold a short lecture before stepping to the actual spanking. The man likes to listen to his own voice as much as he likes to listen to his lover’s squeals and whines.
Dirtiest Secret* - King of Wands
Jay B is the hard dom. He’s likely to thrive from having complete control over his lover. He’s also likely to have a thing for semi-public sex. Not that he would lower himself to have quickies in club restrooms. It’s more likely he will leave windows open while making his lover scream with delight so the neighbourhood knows who’s the master of the house there. He would like to be called ‘Sir’.
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Suits: 1
-> 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?"
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.
"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?"
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DRABBLE FOR LIM JAEBEOM:
(NSFW below this, minors please do not interact, this is 18+ content)
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Sex can be all different things.
It can be bad, it can be good. It can be goofy or it can be serious. Sometimes sex is a way to express certain emotions. Comfort, love, anger, hate and sometimes, it’s just a carnal expression of lust that is so undeniable that it hits you in the not greatest moments.
Like now.
He’s supposed to be at dance practice, in fact, he was supposed to be at dance practice twenty minutes ago. You drove him here for practice, not for a quickie on your car.
As he was peeling your sweatpants down and smothering your hips with kisses, you reminded him of his schedule. He brushed you off, muttering a quiet “shh baby, lemme’ get these offa’ you” and if he wasn’t concerned, you weren’t going to be either.
“Fuck,” he hisses, grappling his sweat slicked palms over your thighs to squeeze him tighter, “you’re so wet baby, god, your gonna’ make me come.”
You grin at him, shifting your own palms behind you for more purchase against the trunk of the car, making sure to stick your chest out that little bit further. He’s got this furrow to his brow as he grunts with every push into your sopping cunt, his mind lost to how good you look letting him fuck you like this.
He’s got his eyes glued to your tits, your shirts collar tucked under the swell of them and the harsh, led lights of the garage parking is making his saliva on your nipples seem glossy and makes your stiffened flesh shine like diamonds.
You would later smack his shoulder and glare at him when he would inevitably bring up how you let him fuck you in the parking lot of the studio the band was using for rehearsals where anyone could walk in, tits out and moans echoing in the cement building like some sort of cheap whore but just like your concern for his punctuality, it’s the last thing on your mind.
The only thing your thinking about right now, other than how sexy it is when he whimpers out your name, is how it never ceases to amaze you how he can go from one mood to another, switching from a sleepy passenger in your car as you drove him to his early practice, moaning and bitching about agreeing to such a early start time to sucking on your nipples and fingering you against your car in such a short span of time.
You don’t know what changed, what you did to suddenly make him think “hey, let’s get my dick wet before two hours of gruelling physical exercise” or what emotion you’d pin this on but you’re just happy to let him make you come, even if you were getting a little cold.
“Rub my clit,” you pant, shooting a hand up to grip at his shoulder when he angles himself to lean over you more, tossing your head back as you feel the heat of an orgasm spreading in the base of your spine, “make me come Beommie.”
He follows your instructions like the obedient partner he is, letting one of your thighs go to press a thumb above where he’s currently cleaving your open, using some of the slick on your thighs that could be arousal or saliva to give you what you want.
You shudder and plant your heels on the lip of the bumper, pulling him down closer and arching yourself up, “Just like that-fuck, fuck- don’t stop angel, good god-“
You come first, your whole body bending and jerking when he gets as deep as he can, his thumb cemented to your clit as your hips shake and flex under his. Your skin feels like it’s actually vibrating and you can feel how hard you’re clenching down on him, desperate to get him deeper and deeper even though you know he can’t.
“That’s it pretty girl, love it when you come on me,” he groans, slamming into you harder and harder, shivering when he hears the noises your cunts making around his dick, “you want me to come in you, huh? You want it?”
You nod your head, mouth slack and getting pushed into near ecstasy as he overstimulates beyond belief, not wanting it to end but knowing if he keeps going, you’re not making the drive home.
“I want it,” you whimper, making sure to wobble your bottom lip when he looks to your face, his tongue peeking out to lick his own lips at the sight of your blown out eyes and swollen lips, “I want you to come in me, please? I need your come Beom, I need it.”
“You’ve been such a good girl,” he nods, hips losing rhythm and almost talking to himself more than you, “my good girl, my pretty girl. Wanna’ fill you up, keep you happy and dripping with me.”
He’s coming before he even gets out “dripping”, whether he knows it or not. You know him too well, know how his face screws up just before he comes every time and how much of a sucker he is for raw dogging you in private, yet open spaces to stake a metaphorical claim on you for all the world to see even though no one ever does.
He pulls you into him, hand on your waist yanking you forward involuntarily until your wrap your arms around his shoulders and to let him shake and shiver against you. He’s humping and rutting into you now that your closer, cursing and moaning and whimpering into your neck as he pumps his come into you.
He gets so desperate to get as deep and as close as he can to and into you that it’s near godesque worship in your eyes. He’s so eager to please you, to have you be his “good girl” and keep you satisfied that even though his fresh from an orgasm, head muddled and hot, his thumb hasn’t left your clit and he’s still trying to reach as deep as he can, knowing you like the closeness and liking it himself, just as much.
“Fuck, you’re irresistible,” he mutters, nosing below your ear and laughing gently, moving his hand away from your pussy when you squirm at the overstimulation, “like you were put on this earth just to tempt me.”
“Please,” you laugh, squeezing him close and laying your head on his shoulder, “all I did was drive you here, you’re the one giving in to these non-existent temptations. I’m just living my life.”
“It’s cause I love you,” he mutters near petulantly, pulling away to show you his pout and messy hair, “and you look pretty when you’re doin’ stuff for me. Was too tired to drive.”
“So this was a thank you?” you laugh again, pressing a quick kiss to the crest of his lips when he pouts harder, “You fucked me on the trunk of my car, in the middle of a parking lot where anyone could see us, cause you’re thankful you didn’t have to drive?”
“Yeah,” he pouts, “but also cause I love you.”
You smile at him, eyes taking in the flush to his cheeks and the warm glow of his honey tinted eyes under the bright lights and rolling your eyes at him playfully. He’s an idiot, but he’s your idiot.
You didn’t need a thank you, driving him to work is just something you do once in a while when he has to leave early. You’re a morning person, awake even on your days off at six in the morning and doing something. He’s a night owl, waking up and being all around groggy any earlier than ten is expected and natural, driving him made you feel safer than letting him operate heavy machinery after almost walking into the bathroom door cause he couldn’t open his eyes this morning.
You don’t like to use sex as a thank you, makes something in your gut churn a little sour but you know he likes too. He likes to press kiss after kiss to your face when you pick him up from the studio, he never fails to cling to you all night after you feed the cats for him when he’s busy. He buys you flowers and does your laundry for you when you schedule doctors appointments or do the groceries for him, even when it’s his week to do so, and you guess having him fuck you until you see stars for giving him a lift is just too on brand for him for you to be a little twisted about it.
“Next time, just buy me a coffee and a kiss.”
“Coffee doesn’t mean I get to come in you though.”
A thankful, loveable idiot.
#defsoul#got7#got7 imagines#got7 x reader#im jaebum#jaybnow.hr#kpop imagines#lim jaebeom#lim jaebeom x reader#bambam#choi youngjae#jackson wang#kim yugyeom#mark tuan#park jinyoung#got7 smut#lim jaebeom imagines#smut#kpop smut#got7 jayb
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You craved meeting your soulmate, but you wished more than anything he could be your best friend, Mark. When Mark finally meets his soulmate, you get the chance to find yours and he’s not at all what you expected.
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Hey I really loved your latest GOT7 reaction and wonder if you would do any of these? (No rush btw if you have a major long queue) and love your blog ✨
- Where and how would they say the first 사랑해/I love you to their S/O?
- Who do you think is more of a hopeless romantic vs more realistic about love? (If that makes sense)
omgg tysm anon! i'll start off with the first rq and when i get the chance i'll link the other one here :)
[a/n: i'm sorry this took so long but i have trouble staying focused 😢 hope you enjoy lovely anon 💘]
got7 saying 'i love you' for the first time
warnings: cursing, a LOT of the same emojis (🤩🥺😍😢 ofc), mentions of a picnic so implied eating? also not proofread (when is it ever) bcs i'm writing this at 3:30 am and am about to get tf ts 🤠
jayb
jaebeom is kind of hard to read sometimes... i feel like this could go one of two ways with him; he either plans it out extravagantly or he just says it as a kind of in-the-moment thing. if he plans it out he goes all out (read: youngjae) but if it's a moment kind of thing he jus kinda says it like bambam 🧑🦲
mark
mans jus kinda just blanks - it takes him so long to actually realize he loves you that by the time he's ready to say it out loud you've already long beaten him to it 🥺 he makes up for being a dumb bitch (affectionate) by buying takeout and making a night for the two of you - him and the woman he loves 😢
jackson
jackson would full on scream as soon as he realizes he's in love with your dumb ass - 'OH MY GOD Y/N I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING ' OMG JACKSON WHAT HAPPENED ' 'I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU OMGOMGOMG' 'bitch ilyt but why tf did you have to scare the shit out of me'
jinyoung
jinyoung wouldn't do anything too extra but he would plan it out - when he realizes he loves you it's probably too chaotic for him to say anything (we're jus gonna pretend the members live together 👀👀) so he waits until later when you're both cuddled up on the couch watching tv or sum dumb shit and he confesses 🤩 sweetest man ong but he's not yelling that he loves you for the first time over all that chaos wtf do you think this is
youngjae
youngjae is our hopeless romantic (also kinda basic at times 😢 no hate i jus like to slander ppl 🤩) so i think he'd go the full rose petals and candles 👀👀 this is a big thing for him so pls treat him nicely and saY IT BACK OR HE'LL CRY. mans plans the timing and everything - he's waiting for you by the front door as soon as you get home to take your jacket and get your shoes off 🥺 pls take care of him he's so precious
bambam
bam is more of a spur-of-the-moment person - he'd literally just blurt it out loud the moment he realizes he's in love with you 🥺 like you could be trying to kill his cat bcs the thing won't stop scratching up your eXpEnsIvE leather purses (courtesy of the man himself bcs hes like ur sugar daddy ngl) and he'd jus look at you with so much love in his eyes (dOrK) - ' y/n i love you ' ' bam not now i'm busy murdering sphinx - wait wtf you love me ? ' but you love him too so you're both dorks 🤠
yugyeom
biggest dork of all, even over bambam 🤩 mans takes you to some cheesy ass spot like a field with flowers or sum shit and has a whole ass picnic jus to tell you he loves you 🙄 cutie tho bcs that's still so sweet 🥰
#got7#got7 imagines#got7 reactions#got7 scenarios#got7 smut#jb#jayb#im jaeboem#jaebum#jaebeom#got7 mark#mark tuan#got7 jackson#jackson wang#park jinyoung#jinyoung#choi youngjae#youngjae#got7 bambam#bambam#kim yugyeom#yugyeom
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im jaebum au series
one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight / nine / ten / eleven / twelve / thirteen
masterlist
pairing: im jaebum x reader
genre: angst, mature, smut
plot: you are the duff and guys use you to get close to your best friend, heather, and turns out Jaebum is no exception, but as time goes on the tension between you and your best friend’s unofficial boyfriend grows
a/n: hi, idk imma put out the worst trash and not overthink it, because at the end of the day its all about getting it done <3 hope y’all like it. and ive gotten my life together, so i’ll post more regularly fr now. not edited <3333
You snorted as you stared at the scene in front of you.
It was almost comical watching as everyone crowded around Jaebum, waiting like dutiful lapdogs for their master to offer them the slightest bit of attention.
You took a sip of your cool vodka with a splash of orange juice, clicking your tongue as one of the girls dropped something right in front of Jaebum. She shamelessly bent in front of him, picking up the tube of sunscreen and staying in that position for two seconds longer than necessary.
Your face remained neutral as if your eyes were closed and you were basking in the sunshine. But your right eye twitched as she looked over her shoulder at a smug looking Im Jaebum. A frown settled on your lips as you took in the way his lips tilted into a lazy smile as she moved towards him.
Your chest heaved as a molten fist gripped your heart, clenching it tightly as she sat in front of him. The burning spread all the way down to your tummy as you watched him squirt the sunscreen onto his hands and rub them together.
That son of bitch was about to rub sunscreen onto that girl's back.
He inched closer to her, and you could almost feel the heat of his body radiate against your back. As his hands touched her skin, his body leaned closer to hers, his lips close to her ears; you turned away.
Something lodged in your throat, and you tried to gulp it away as you stared at the branches of the palm tree swaying lazily above you.
You bit back a groan and closed your eyes. It didn't stop the ridiculous giggle from the other side of the pool though. Her voice stabbed your ears, causing you to clench your teeth.
You tried to will their presence away. You wanted Jaebum and all of him in that light blue loose shirt to disappear into the sea breeze, just like how it was meant to be. Just as this trip had always been, with just you and Heather.
It was always just the two of you, under the sun, deliciously warming your skin before you escaped into the cool water. It was always flirting with strangers on the beach and then cocktails until sunrise. It was a time to relax, unwind, to celebrate hot girl summer.
But it was far from that now.
Now the dreamlike days had been tarnished with demons she had invited with open arms. It was supposed to be quite sunshine and the dancing of palm trees. But now it was grating giggles and annoying assholes who wouldn't leave you in peace.
"Any harder, y/n and your teeth will turn into dust," you hated the way your body reacted to his velvety voice.
Speak of the devil.
You ignored him, but it was not that easy to shake him off.
"Was the big hat necessary?" He chuckled. You brought a hand up to your sensible white hat and turned to him with a glare.
"Sun damage is no joke, Jinyoung," you told him, unable to come with a better comeback. But kill them with knowledge.
An endearing smile bloomed onto his lips as he said, "I'm sure, y/n."
You looked away from him and tried to blame the sun for the heat creeping up your cheeks. The heat only grew as you felt his gaze remain on you. You turned to him, and his dark eyes behind those light shades watched you with that same smile that made your heart flip.
"Go away." You said simply, before relaxing on your back again.
Of course, Park Jinyoung wouldn’t just leave because you asked him to. Instead, the pool bed creaked as he settled into it beside you.
You tilted your head to find him sprawled comfortably, with his hands behind his head. The distant memory of his hands behind his head, while you were on your knees in front of him, flashed before your eyes. He smiled almost as if he could see what was happening in your head.
Silence enveloped you both as you lay in the cool sea breeze. The voices from the chatter around the pool floated in the atmosphere, and someone yelped as the sound of water splashing reached you. If you closed your eyes it wasn't that bad.
And at least, the grating giggles had somewhat stopped now. You tried to search for Jaebum’s voice but it was to no avail. Another flick of anger licked your belly as you thought of him whispering in that girl’s ear, talking softly to her as she batted her eyes up at him.
“Do you remember that time we went to Fiji?” Jinyoung spoke, pulling you out of the green slime you were sinking into.
You kept your eyes closed as you hummed, “I remember the blissful times when you weren’t annoying me.”
You heard him chuckle, before he continued, “This reminds me of the private villa we had.”
You remembered the villa. You remembered the days and nights spent together doing nothing but being lost in each other. Everyone thought you were on your honeymoon, and maybe it was. It was the last time you both were so incredibly happy together. As soon as you landed back home, you had found about his engagement to the heiress.
Jinyoung kept talking, “We had just come back from exploring the village when you decided you wanted to take a swim.” You couldn't help the smile itching at the corner of your lips. You knew exactly what he was talking about. He must’ve seen your grin, because you could hear him smile and shake his head, “I thought you were going to die. Your scream was straight out of a horror film.”
You laughed with him this time. You turned towards him, your heart hurting as you saw him laugh so freely. You missed him laughing like this so many times over the years. His shoulders shook as chuckled, “And then- then-”
He couldn’t continue because he was laughing so hard. You reached over slapping his broad shoulder, “It was a reasonable reaction.”
“I thought you were going to get brutally murdered, y/n.”
“I’m sorry I’m not used to seeing goats lounging around the pool,” you protested, glaring at him. But you couldn’t keep a straight face for long as another round of laughter escaped you.
“Well, I wasn’t the one that got chased around by a dog,” you snorted at him. His eyes widened as his mouth fell open.
“You were supposed to take that to your grave, y/n,” he tutted, his eyes glistening with amusement.
“Well, technically it was a puppy,” you clicked your tongue, smirking.
“A puppy?!” He chocked, making your grin widen. “That thing was not a puppy or a dog. That monster is used to protect the gates of hell.”
This time you laughed entirely. You threw your head back as belts of laughter left you. You gasped for air trying to calm down, when he continued, “I swear I still wake up shivering from nightmares about it.”
“Jinyoung,” you gasped, hitting his shoulder, giving him a silent plea to stop.
You both slowly lulled to a stop. The air between you thick with emotions you both were feeling. You could feel the same heaviness in Jinyoung that was slowly settling over your heart.
You spoke first, "Why did you come here, Jinyoung?"
He stared at you for a long moment, before shrugging, “Heather invited me.”
Something close to betrayal shot through your chest as you stared at him, shocked.
"Why?" you whispered in a low voice.
The smug look on his face melted as he brought his hands close to yours. They loomed over your hands that were turning white from your tight grip on the frame of your chair. Finally, they settled tightly onto his lap.
"For business," he cleared his throat. You didn't reply as your mind finally began to register that Park Jinyoung was actually here. At your hot-girl summer trip, but so was Jaebum, Bambam, and some other people. This was not a hot girl summer trip; this was something else.
Jinyoung continued taking in your silence, "It's a rich kid event. We all are heirs of big fortune, so we're networking."
You didn't answer again.
You didn't understand why, but you felt utterly betrayed being invited here. Heather knew you didn't like the elite crowd. You didn't like the way they looked down at the poor, how they flaunted their money, how easily they got out of trouble. You hated how immune they were to their own consequences.
But what hurt the most was Heather knew Jinyoung would be here, and she still invited you. She hadn't even given you a heads up. She had just invited you and left you to the wolves.
You scanned the area, searching for her. She was easy to spot in her red hot swimwear. Just like Jaebum, she had her own circle of groupies surrounding her. They were all laughing at something, and your cheeks flamed brighter.
You felt stupid being here. You needed to get away for a bit.
"Hey," Jinyoung's hand touched your arm. You turned to him with wide eyes, the frown on your lips deepening. You felt the frustrated tears building up as you brushed his hand away.
He let it hang there for a second before drawing it back.
"Sorry," he cleared his throat, "I was calling out to you, but you weren't listening."
You shot up from your seat instead of answering him. You grabbed the bag next to your chair and began walking away.
"Hey! Where are you going?!" He yelled quietly, trying not to draw any attention.
You just shook your head and continued walking.
You didn't fit in this crowd.
Even now, when you didn't mean anything to Jinyoung that could taint his reputation, he was still trying to hide his association with you.
You weren't thinking about where you were going. But all those summers spent at Heather's summer house had made you very acquainted with the area that you were sure you wouldn't get lost. You quickly found your way to the beach and stared at the near-empty beach.
"What a shame," you looked out to the sea, covering the glare of the sun with your hand, "It's just a nice day."
You pulled out your blanket to lay onto the sand.
Anyone can call you crazy, but you like to be prepared for anything. Hence your handy summer bag that had gone through countless trials and errors until it became the perfect summer bag.
The blanket resulted from a terrible day a couple summers ago when you and Heather had stumbled onto the beach and decided it was a beach day. The lack of a towel led to sand in areas that took days to get rid of completely.
You positioned yourself underneath one of the giant umbrellas and opened the blanket onto the sand. Two solid, tanned hands straightened the other side.
"Thanks," you smiled, finding a handsome man smiling back at you.
"No problem," his smile widened as he took in the hello kitty print on the blanket. His eyes flickered back to you as he smirked, "Cute."
"Thanks," you replied, as you bit your lip feeling embarrassed.
"Aye, come on," he clicked his tongue, with a teasing smile he said, "I wasn't teasing."
Even if you wanted to, you couldn't stop the smile spreading over your lips, as you nodded, "A-ha-"
Before you could say respond, a voice interrupted you.
"There you are."
His chest heaved as he tilted his head at you.
"What are you doing here?" You asked, confused.
Jaebum didn't answer you as he came to stand beside you. His sunglasses were pushed up on his head, his eyebrows drawn in concentration as he focused on you.
“You can’t just leave without telling people-”
“I told Heather.” You cut him off with the lie. Of course, Im Jaebum didn’t believe you, he could see straight through your lies all the time and it annoyed the hell out of you.
One time, when you were both working together, he had given you some of the lunch he had prepared himself. It was horrible, tasted like bitter acid, but you still took many bites and tried to act like it was nice, but he saw right through it. Or the times when you on the edge of a breakdown from all the stress, and even though you would say you were fine, Im Jaebum would give you the most absurd errands like going up to the rooftop and recording the sky for him for ten minutes.
Even though you both seemed to bicker every time you talked, he was always smiling at you.
But he wasn’t smiling right now. He looked somewhat pissed, and you really couldn’t understand why, because frankly, what you did was none of his damn business. You were just about to tell him this when someone coughed drawing your attention away from Jaebum.
“Oh,” you remembered the stranger standing in front of you.
"Sup," Jaebum did the little nod thing to him, smiling as if he had known him his entire life. You rolled your eyes at Jaebum. How could he look so pissed one second, and then be this happy chap the next? "I'm JB."
"Like Justin Bieber?" The stranger chuckled, and you almost rolled your eyes at the lame joke. Jaebum didn't seem to mind; he just shrugged, smiling, "Not quite."
"Ah, I'm Jackson, dude," he introduced himself.
Dude?
"Nice, dude, like Micheal Jackson?!" Jaebum teased him back, and the two laughed. You stood there, wanting to drag your blanket away and go lay down somewhere else in peace.
"Nah, bro. MJ was a crazy dude. I can't compete."
"Rubbish!" Jaebum gushed as he turned to you with raised brows. "What do you think, y/n? Is he any less than MJ, the crazy dude?"
You bit back the smile threatening to grow on your lips as you met his dark eyes in challenge.
"Y/n," Jackson cut in before you had to reply. He said your name like he was tasting it on his tongue.
"Yeah, hi," you replied, tucking your hair behind your ear. The sea breeze was really strong here, making your hair fly into your mouth.
You smiled up at Jackson, who smiled back.
Jaebum cleared his throat, drawing your attention. His gaze remained on Jackson as he said, "So what are you doing here?"
"Surfing, bro," he pointed his thumb behind to the waves and group of people on their boards. "Came here with some mates. Do you surf?"
"Y/n loves surfing," Jaebum replied before you could answer. You punched his stomach, making him groan before turning to Jackson, "No, I actually don’t know how to."
"I can teach you," Jackson said, leaning towards you.
Your cheeks flushed as his eyes scanned your face. You suddenly felt bare, as if you had not gotten ready this morning.
"Maybe you can teach a couple of us," Jaebum spoke, making you both turn towards him. His eyes didn't look at you as he continued to talk to Jackson. "I have a couple of bros who would love a lesson too."
"Oh, it was just for-" Jackson rose his brows.
"We'll pay you," he interrupted with a charming smile. "Of course."
"Yeah?" Jaebum nodded in reply. His eyes bounced between you and Jaebum, before he nodded with a grin, "Alright, take my number..."
And that was your cue; you tuned them out.
You stepped away from the pair and stood on your blanket. You brushed away the bit of sand that had flown onto it before standing up straight. You grabbed the first button of your dress and began to open it, suddenly feeling too hot as frustration began burning inside you.
Sometimes you forgot Jaebum was just another spoilt rich brat.
The soft material slid off you, revealing the yellow swimwear you had on. You rolled the dress into a ball and placed it under your head as you lay onto the blanket.
"Shit," you heard Jackson mutter, and you tried to ignore it. Suddenly feeling too exposed, but you didn't cover yourself. Instead, you cast your gaze over to the two boys.
Jackson was trying to hide it his glances towards you, but not Im Jaebum.
He was looking at you; unmasked.
"Okay, I'll see you later, bro."Jackson cleared his throat as he cast you one last look. "See you around, y/n."
You got onto your elbows and waved him goodbye with a grin.
You watched him walk away, slowly becoming smaller and smaller on the horizon.
Jaebum who was looking into the distance now, and lay onto your back again. A few moments later, you felt him lay down next to you, and you tried to ignore him. But the words were right on your tongue, stinging to be let out.
"You didn't have to flaunt your money at him, you know."
Jaebum let out a snort, "I wasn't the one flaunting."
"What do you mean?" You got on your elbows again and glared at him.
Jaebum rose an eyebrow, a bitter smile on his lips as he dryly chuckled up at you, "This is one way to get over your ex, y/n."
"Ex? What?" You sputtered, confused. You took your sunglasses off, "What the fuck are you on about?"
"You cling onto the first thing that comes your way to--"
"Excuse me?" You choked.
"Oh, alright then," he corrected himself like it made a fucking difference. "Flirting with the first guy who gives you the tiniest bit of attention."
"I wasn't-"
"Are you that desperate for attention?" He rose up to meet your eyes.
You didn't answer him.
Your chest hurt. His words shouldn't hurt so much, but they did. They burned you.
"Are you that willing for a distraction that you'll take it from anyone?" You didn't answer him. You just stared at him as his jaws locked and eyes hardened. He leaned onto his side, facing you perfectly.
His eyes finally left yours and went to his hand that reached for you.
You watched him as the back of his hand grazed the slope of your neck. You watched him, follow his hand, and watch you, as your chest heaved at the ghost of his touch spreading through your body.
His hand traveled lower, down the middle of your breast, making your breath hitch. His fingers splayed on your hip as his fingertips dug into your skin.
"Can't that someone be me?" he whispered. His dark eyes finally meeting yours.
A slow breath left you as you leaned in closer, getting lost in the way the velvety darkness in his eyes flickered with heat. His eyes fell to your lips, then back to your eyes. His fingers tightening on your hips, stinging.
You were so close to him that your could paint the gold flecks in his eyes, and count every dark lash that kissed his cheekbones when he blinked. Your gaze fells to his lips, parted and waiting; and then you stopped.
A bucket of cold water fell over you as you pulled away from him. Your eyes prickling with tears as you gasped.
It was so small you would've missed it. You could've easily mistaken it for excitement, but you knew him. You knew that smile all too well. That winning smirk that itched the corner of his lips.
It was all a game to him.
"You bastard," you breathed. Your stern gaze met his stunned ones. He flinched at your words. You moved away from him, and lay on your back.
"You are cruel," you gritted out, trying not to show the way your heart was shattering, "a complete asshole."
Just another rich sick snob.
You tried to distract yourself by staring at the sky. "There are no clouds today."
"Cloudless skies are better, anyway." He answered, his voice tight.
"The more I get to know you, the more I despise you." You told him, honestly.
Jaebum chuckled at that, settling back to become comfortable. His warmth of disappearing instantly as he drew his fingers away, "Well, you're not the first to experience that."
You didn't answer.
None of you spoke for a long time.
"Who was that girl by the pool?" You swallowed, your throat painfully dry.
"Who?" He asked, amused.
"It certainly wasn't Heather," you said.
"No, it wasn't." He said after a long moment.
"How could you do that to her?"
He stayed quiet for a long time before saying, "How can you, y/n?"
After that, no one spoke until it was time to go.
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