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sᴇx ᴛʜᴇʀᴀᴘɪsᴛ | ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ | ᴘʀᴏʟᴏᴜɢᴇ

jungkook x reader | smut/fluff/angst | therapist!au

sᴇx ᴛʜᴇʀᴀᴘɪsᴛ ᴍ.ʟɪsᴛ | ɴᴇxᴛ

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warnings: sex therapist!jk, bf!hyunjin, slow burn, relationship problems, sex problems, mentions of sex, protected sex.

— summary: you and your boyfriend are having problems In the bedroom so you decide to make an appointment with Dr. Jeon.

notes: I wasn’t gonna post this yet, wanting to do more of my other series first, but found it perfect for this months btswritersclub project ‘new’ :)

You hate how useless you feel. Unable to take much control of your relationship as it slowly falls apart at the seams. It hurts to see the one you love most slip right through your fingertips. It wasn’t Hyunjin’s fault. He was everything anyone could want and if there was an award for best boyfriend it would for sure go to him. The sweetest, most genuine person you’ve ever met.

But the sex, god the fucking sex. It was awful. That was putting it nicely. Hyunjin was painfully oblivious to this fact, thinking it was always some mind blowing sex after he got to reach his orgasm every time you fucked. Where as you were left high and dry, faking one… or a few where you must.

You tried, really tried to make it work. It never did no matter what you try though. Even as you continue telling him exactly how you like it. It would only ever work in your favour for a few minutes before you’d go back to feeling no orgasmic sensation. Hyunjin doesn’t have very many kinks, he is what your best friend called - a vanilla cupcake with rainbow sprinkles on top.

However the sex didn’t used to be bad, it was all that you did together at the start of your relationship. Never being able to keep your hands off him and jumping his bones every chance you got. It was hot, passionate but still lacked all those kinks you’ve been fantasising in your head.

Guilt. It ate you alive. It’s all you could feel whenever Hyunjin wants to fuck. Knowing you’ll have to lie again, and maybe you should listen to Ryujin and just grow a pair of imaginary balls and simply talk to him about how you feel but the last thing you want is for him to be hurt. Not after all the care and love he gives you.

But you find yourself giving into him still, unable to resist him because despite the fact he didn’t know how to use his cock, he was definitely good at charming you with his words.

So you find yourself now, striping both your clothes off layer by layer, putting all your effort into satisfying him, even if you know deep down that you yourself won’t have that same outcome by the end of this. You curse under your breath at how beautiful he looks like this, underneath you.

Small beads of sweat starting to drip down his temples and into the divots of his collarbone. His blonde hair sticks to his clammy skin. His tongue swipes across his pump, kiss swollen lips as he watches the filthy way you spit into your hand uses the bodily fluid to make your pussy and his dick wet because - let’s be honest - you were definitely not wet enough without the help. His lips part as he gasps, the feeling of your warm cunt finally sucking in the tip of his hard cock.

His eyes roll back further into his skull when you sink further, despite the thin layer of latex, he could feel your warm walls hug his dick. You keep sinking on him until his full length is sheathed inside you.

He is art.

Breathtaking.

You curse to yourself mentally. How could you not be turned on by this sight?

You find your own self moaning out, not only at the sight of him being completely wrecked below you but also out of frustration at how someone so pretty be so shitty at fucking.

“You feel so good, baby.” Hyunjin praises, his voice breathless as he watches the way his cock disappears inside you before sliding back out. You don’t say anything back, instead you smirk at the male, leaning forward to place your hands on his bare chest. Palms moving up and down with it as it heaves in pleasure.

You double your efforts, fucking yourself harder on him, tits bouncing with every time your ass slaps agains the tops of his thighs. The silent bedroom quickly becomes filled with the lewd noises.

Hyunjin moans loudly his hips bucking to meet your pace, pushing his cock further, deeper within you. Just missing that one sweet spot. You bite your lip to hold in the tiny frustrated whimper that’s begging to come from you.

“Fuck. You’re gonna make me cum, baby.” Hyunjin moans as he sits up his large arms wrapping around your naked frame as he pulls you closer. “Cum with me. Please!” He begs as his head tips back, his Adam’s apple on full display, and you don’t waste time and attach your lips to his neck, biting, licking and sucking on the sensitive flesh.

You whisper against his skin that small lie that makes your heart sink every time. “I’m close.” You moan burying your face into his neck as you clench your cunt around him, mimicking your orgasm. “Fuuuuck. Your so tight. Gonna cum.” Hyunjin moans out his his driving up into as he works to wards his own high.

Then he groans out loudly, his eyes screwing shut tightly as his hips stop thrusting. His cum unloads inside the condom, filling it up.

“Fuck, you’re gonna be the death of me.” Hyunjin sighs affectionately, his head floating in cloud 9 as he basks in his after glow. He looks down to you after catching his breath, and kisses you sweetly on the head, “you okay baby?” He asks softly his hand tracing up and down your back soothingly.

Guilt. God you’re the worst person to exist. You nod your head as you hum, burying your face further into his neck. Not ready to quite face him yet. “Hm, how about I run as a bath?” Hyunjin asks gently, hugging you tighter.

The worst.

“I don’t understand why you don’t just say something to him Y/n.” Ryujin rants from her place next to you. Her body leaning back on her palms casually on the uncomfortable wooden floor as she stares intensely at the side of your face. You slouch into the mirrored wall as you ignore her stare, continuing to pretend that something more interesting is on your phone. “I don’t want to hurt him, he’s too good to me.” You whisper, eyebrows furrowing together as sadness takes over you.

Ryujin hums in sympathy, her arms moving to fold over her chest as she thinks of different ways she could help. “Oh!” She shouts as she launches towards you, hands reaching to grasp your biceps. Your eyes widen as you look around the studio hoping that none of the her classmates are looking. Mentally you sigh in relief, the room is empty as the clock on the wall opposite you both indicates the lesson was over.

Your eyes fall back into Ryujin as she shakes you violently, “what?” You hiss eyes turning into slits as she continues to cause a big scene. “Why don’t you show him porn?” She asks proud of her suggestion. You stare at her gobsmacked, before a laugh bubbles out of you. “You’re kidding right? Porn? Really? You know that’s just acting right?“ You continue to laugh when you see Ryujin pout at your response.

“Fuck you, I was just trying to help!” Ryujin whines as she pushes your shoulder. You giggle once more as you grasp her wrist sliding your hand down to hold her hand. “I know you are, and I love you for trying, but that isn’t gonna work.” You tell her as you lean your head against her shoulder, you sigh dramatically. “I just need to live with the fact that he can’t make me cum for the rest of my life.” You joke, making Ryujin chuckle, her shoulders shaking.

“Well I think I came back at the wrong point of this conversation.” You both jump at the sound of a males voice. Both of your heads whipping towards the intruder standing at the studio door to see Jimin, Ryujin’s dance teacher. He awkwardly continues his way to his things, a water bottle and towel in his hands.

Your eyes widen as you realise he overheard what you said, your cheeks turning a crimson colour as embarrassment fills your body.

“Having problems in the bedroom, Y/n?” Jimin asks teasingly as he tilts he’s head to the side. His eyes sparkle as he watches you flush more at his question. “She is.” Ryujin answers for you causing you to gasp and push yourself away from the female next to you. “Hey!” You shout bewildered at how fast she betrays you. Your eyes roll as she smiled back sheepishly at you. Jimin watches the whole interaction between the two of you with amusement.

He walks towards the both of you. Stopping in front to crouch down, tilting his head slightly to create eye contact. “If you really are having problems, my roommate is a doctor… or well a therapist for those types of things. Maybe he could help you.” He smiles softly, no sign of teasing this time. It’s sympathetic.

“Is he any good though?” Ryujin asks and Jimin goes to reply. Only to be cut off “Unbiased answer is allowed only.” She adds as she has hold up her hand. Jimin laughs at her, before nodding. “Yes, he’s good at his job, most clients of his has left him a review of 4.5 stars out of 5 on yelp.” Jimin tells you and you nod as you listen carefully.

You sigh as you look down at you hands shyly, “thanks Jimin, but I dunno if I wanna see a doctor. He’ll probably come to the conclusion that I’m being dramatic.” You laugh lightly before ducking your head.

No your pride is too high to see someone else for advice.

“That’s fine, I’m just letting you know the option is out there. He works near here, office isn’t far. But I’ll still give you the number and it would be Dr. Jeon you ask for. But you don’t have to use it if you don’t wanna.” Jimin tell you as he writes the number onto a piece of paper before handing it to you gently.

“Thank you.” You say politely with a small awkward smile.

Jimin’s suggestion to see his doctor friend hasn’t left your mind over the course of two weeks. Floating around in the background of your stupid brain no matter how hard to tried to push it away.

You find yourself waking alone the Monday morning, Hyunjin already up and gone to work.

Within the next ten minutes or so you end up digging your hand into the pockets of the jeans you were wearing that day, to find the tiny slip of paper. You stare at it, the messy black pen smudged slightly as you forgot to take it out before washing them but it is still readable as the pad of your thumb traces over you the numbers. You take your bottom lip between your teeth biting and peeling the dry skin off it.

Would it be so bad? What if it worked? You thought as your thigh begins to bounce up on down.

Fuck it.

If it doesn’t work you don’t need to go back right? You grab your phone from the bedside table, unlocking it and opening your number pad. Punching in the digits as butterflies begin to swarm and flutter in your stomach, making you feel nauseous.

Ring-Ring. Ring-Ring.

“Hello, this is the SH Clinic how i may help you today?” You hear a woman’s overly friendly high pitched customer service voice ask in your ear. You would of rolled your eyes at how obviously fake she sounded, that is if you weren’t so fucking nervous.

Grow a pair of imaginary balls y/n. You cough trying to cover you nerves. Shifting your body around as you try to work out the courage to speak.

“Hello?” The woman’s voice comes through the phone speaker once again.

“Yes, h-hello I’d like to make an appointment with Dr. Jeon please.”

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