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Request: Jimin and/or Hobi x innocent/virgin reader. innocence/corruption kink. maybe teaching her how to do a blowjob idk. smut.
WOOOOOF usually virgin/innocent smut is not really my bag but. idk. the stars aligned and in this moment it was very much my bag. we went full nasty with it šāāļø thank you for this req - i hope you enjoy!!! š¹
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pairing: hoseok x virgin!reader
wordcount: it's like 1.2k but we had a vision alright
contains: member POV š, alcohol mention, reader is a virgin and v sexually inexperienced (it's her first time doing like everything okay), hobi is a good teacher tho š, first blowjob, he is... definitely turned on by her innocence (i mean this is really what it says on the tin lmao), some dirty talk/name calling, face fucking, might be under-negotiated if u squint, she touches herself, a surprise facial lol, manhandling, he eats her out over her underwear - i think that's it !!
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Youāve never done this before.
Thatās all Hoseok can think as you sink to your knees in front of him, eyes big and blinking, awaiting instruction.
Itās why you picked him, heād learned tonight, after youād sipped at your vodka cranberry until it loosened your lips. Youād swiped on his dating app profile after seeing his listed occupation: dance instructor.
Thatās what you needed. A teacher.
Youād confessed it with your face buried in your palms, drunk enough to say it but sober enough to still feel the shame. Growing up, youād listened to the stories as your friends started having sex, blossoming one by one into experienced, confident adults. But it just never happened for you.
And now, here you are. A late bloomer. Inexperienced. āA virgin,ā youād admitted, mortified. āItās fucking embarrassing.ā
Hoseok thought it was hot, actually, but he kept that to himself.
He knows heās a good teacher: attentive, detail-oriented, a good communicator. And very patient. But fuck, if seeing you sit back on your socked heels and lick your lips doesnāt test that patience.
āTake it out, baby.ā
You fumble open the button on his jeans, shaky-handed, clearly nervous, so Hoseok helps you out, easing pants and boxers down in one go. He doesnāt miss the look on your face as you take him in.
God, heās already hard and you havenāt so much as breathed on him.
āEver seen one before?ā he murmurs, fingers carding through your hair.
The self-conscious exhale you let out tells him the answer before you even find the words. You donāt have to.
āThatās okay. Just touch it.ā
Hoseok can barely bite back his groan when you wrap your hand around him and give a tentative squeeze. He allows you a second to get used to the weight of him, the feeling, velvet firm and blood hot.
Shy little thing with a cock in her hand. Heāll ruin you if you let him. Take every first youāre willing to give.
You shift on the floor, and Hoseok thinks maybe youāre gonna ask to stop, crawl back into his bed for another hour of his tongue in your mouth, his hands pawing at your tits over your shirt.Ā
But then he feels it: the soft pink drag of your tongue at the crown of his cock. One pass, then two. Like heās a fucking ice cream cone.
It tears a rough sound from the back of his throat. He wonders if you can feel him pulse in your hand, if you can taste the precum drooling out of his slit as you keep on kitten licking at him.
āYeah, you wanna taste?ā he asks, and you nod with his cock still on the flat of your tongue. āSuck on the tip,ā he instructs, because this is what youāre here for. āJust watch your teeth.ā
With a soft noise, you do what your teacher says.
Hoseokās first taste of the sweet, wet warmth of your mouth is made twice as good by the way you glance up at him through your lashes, clearly searching for an affirmation that youāre doing it right. Too innocent to know what you look like: a perfect little whore.
āSo pretty like this, baby,ā he groans, ever a believer in positive reinforcement. āSuckinā on your very first cock.ā
A muscle in your throat jumps; he wonders if thatās a twinge of embarrassment rolling through you. Wonders if itās fucked up how much he likes that.
āWant some more?ā he asks, and youāre already stretching your lips further down his shaft, dragging his entire tip and then some over the hot stripe of your tongue. Hoseok cups your jaw with one hand as he pushes into your mouth, gentle as he can. He canāt quite hide the ragged edge to his breathing.
āHollow your cheeks,ā he rasps. āSuck harder.ā
The added pressure when you tighten up around him nearly makes his knees buckle.
āFuck,ā he moans, fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of your neck. āThatās it.ā
Your rhythm isnāt perfect, but he figures maybe the best way to teach is by example, so he reaches down to hold your head in both hands as his hips start to kick forward.
āLet me use you, baby,ā Hoseok breathes, and he didnāt really mean to say it out loud, but the noise you make around his dick is everything he needs to hear.
Another low moan rips through him at the sight of you, his little virgin down on her knees and just fucking taking it, and he picks up the pace, deliberately fucks into your mouth like he wants to mold your tongue in the shape of him.
āAlready a slut for this cock, huh?ā
A crease notches between Hoseokās brows. His eyes drink you in as his hips roll: the willing gape of your mouth, the flutter of your lashes, the thick spit gloss spilling from the seal of your lips.
And then his gaze tracks lower, andā oh.
Youāve let your knees peel apart, just enough to hitch your skirt up the smooth skin of your thighs, and the hand that isnāt clung to Hoseokās hip for balance has snaked its way between your legs. But youāre not touching yourself, not really. Youāre justā¦ grinding the flat of your palm into your underwear. Thin white cotton, plain and not meant to be sexy, not bought for anyone else to ever see. Somehow the hottest fucking thing.
Hoseok chokes on a whine because fuck, is this how you always get off? Too sweetly unsure to actually masturbate, just rutting your hot little pussy against your hand, a plushie, the corner of your bed.
Ashamed of the pleasure and chasing it anyway.
The thought is dizzying, distractingly so, and he miscalculates a thrust, feels the head of his cock scrape the back of your throat and everything clench tight at the intrusion.
He pulls out with a gasp to give you a second, but even the friction of that quick drag is enough to tip him over the edge, and then his hand is mindlessly tugging at his wet shaft because he needs to come so fucking bad.
And then he does, he is, heās coming, sticky thick ropes of it leaking from the head of his dick before he can even warn you. All that he manages is another groan as he paints you, white streaks splattering over your cheeks, down your neck, a little in your hair; making a mess of you.
To Hoseokās surprise, you donāt react with disgust or even shock. Instead a soft moan slips through your spit-slicked lips, and your hips buck harder against your palm, and he canāt hold back another fucking second.
Heās already on the floor, and maybe itās too rough, the way he drags your hips toward him until youāre flat on your back, but he canāt not do it. Canāt not shove your legs open to bury his face between your thighs, canāt not lick up the already soaked-through seat of your panties and gasp against it at the raw taste of you.
And heās the first to ever have it.
It doesnāt take much, just a few more drags of his tongue, rubbing firmly at the clothed seam of your virgin pussy until your hips shove up and your hands tangle in his hair as you come.Ā
Hoseok can already tell heāll play the moment back until he wears out the mental recording of it: your spine arching off the hardwood floor, his cum still dripping down your face as you moan like the whore he knew he could make of you.
After all, heās a very good teacher.
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Since Iām in lovvvvve with Jimin being all subbyā¦ may I please request reader sucking/edging jimin off until he begs for her pussyš„š
Thank you and I love youuuu happy jihope month šš«¶š¼
HI JAZ ILY š„ŗ i kinda cheated a little bc my brain...... really wanted to write fleshlight porn idk i have no excuse. but i hope this still gives you what you were looking for š„° stan sub!jimin forever and ever !!!!
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pairing: sub!jimin x dom!reader
wordcount: just over 1k but i won't tell if u don't
contains: subbbbbby jimin, reader is pretty soft w him š„°, edging with a fleshlight hehe, orgasm control/denial, crying, quick mention of brat taming, one face slap, dumbification if u squint, mentions of ownership, teasing, BEGGING, noona kink (sorry š), unprotected sex, jimin comes immediately, we love him anyway
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Jiminās got his mouth dropped open, tongue lolling out, showing off the places where heās soft and pink the whole way down.
Eyes closed, lids flickering, keeping time with the pace of his hips. Twitching, shaky, humping up into the toy in your hand as you work it over his cock. The slide is easy, his shaft slick from his own mess of precum and the thick squirt of lube you prepped him with.
Thereās a loud squelch for every sloppy pass of silicone down his length, a dirty fucking sound, but Jimin is too gone for the sour-shame shivers that drew his nipples up tight when you first started pumping him. Heās chasing the feeling entirely now, all animal. Brainless.
You want to take him in your mouth and bite downā on the fat muscle of his tongue, the weeping head of his flushed-dark dick, everywhere.
Chew him up and spit him out, pretty baby boy.
āY-yeah,ā Jimin pants, tongue thick in his mouth. āOh, fuck.ā
The muscles of his thighs roll and flex as he fucks himself closer, his cock rabbiting up into your grip, strokes punctuated by desperate little whines, wet gasps. His voice is wrecked, wrung out with pleasure. āJust like that, fuck, fuckāā
All at once, you pull the toy off and watch as denial crashes over Jimin like a wave.
He collapses against the bed, a shattered groan torn from the back of his throat. Shivering, hips still jerking with enough force to smack his useless cock against the flat plane of his stomach, like heās trying to get himself over that so-close edge untouched. His balls are drawn up tight, surely heavy and aching with pent-up release, enough that a fresh, fat teardrop of it leaks from his slit.
When you drag your gaze back up his body, you find more tears glittering at the edge of his lash line.
You shift up to straddle Jiminās spread, shaking thighs as his hips finally still; youāre so turned on you may very well be dripping wetness too.
āAre you going to be a good boy now? Not a little brat anymore?ā you ask softly, and he nods, bottom lip twisted between his teeth.
āUse your words.ā You know heās not too far gone for it.
āY-yes. I will,ā he sniffs. āBe so good.ā
Itās so easy, the pliant way he moves when you grab his jaw with your hand, tilting his chin up to force his gaze to follow. Doesnāt even flinch at the slap you deliver to his cheek, just because you can.
āThen tell me who owns you.ā
āNoona does,ā that sweet little broken voice mewls.
āYeah? Who does your cock belong to?ā
āNoona,ā Jimin answers as you tighten your grip on him again, pressing the blunt edge of your nails into the smooth, soft skin beneath them. āTo noona. My cock belongs to noona.ā
āThatās right, baby. Itās mine to do whatever I want with. To play with for as long as I want, hmm? Even all day?ā
āLove it,ā he gasps. Thereās a flush to his skin all over, blooming hot want; his chest heaves with it. āLove it when you play with m-my cock all day. āCause itās y-yours.ā
āAw, baby.ā That deserves its own reward. āYou are a good boy, huh?ā
His fingers twist helplessly in the sheets when you flick a thumb over the brown bud of his nipple, just once. It kicks through him like an electric shock, you can feel it, his hips bucking up between your legs.
āYeah,ā he whines. Reiterates, āāM yours.ā
So fucking perfect. āWhy donāt you tell noona what you want, then?ā you purr.
A tear drips down Jiminās face as he breathes his confession like a sinner. Like heās ashamed to even ask for it, good boy that he is. āWant noonaās pussy.ā
āIs that right?ā
All it takes is your thighs spread a little wider for you to sink low enough that the folds of your cunt kiss his glossed-wet shaft. Jimin outright moans when you roll your hips, dragging your pussy along his needy cock once, then again.
āJust like this, baby?ā You move slow for the delicious slide of him over your clit, and itās torture good enough to have you both leaking slick.
It takes Jimin three tries to get the word out. āInside,ā he finally whimpers. āWant in, noona.ā
āYeah, you wanna fuck me? Is that it?ā
A sob wracks his chest as you keep grinding your slit on him, slow-burn sparks popping in your gut as he loses it beneath you. āPlease, noona. Wanna come, wanna fill it up, be a good boy. Please let me in.ā Heās babbling, spine arching up like his bodyās pleading too.
āOh, baby,ā you murmur. āHow can I say no when you ask for it so pretty?ā
Jiminās shuddering like a plucked string, as if every inch of him is hovering on the edge of indulgent blackout pleasure. Heās still begging, an endless pleasepleaseplease drooling out over his tongue until you finally, finally line yourself up to the fat head of his cock and let him stretch your pussy open.
Youāre halfway down his shaft when he gasps, āIām coming.ā
āGood boy,ā you rasp, greedy for it now as you take him entirely. āGive me whatās mine. Did so good, saved it all for me.ā
You can feel the hot pulse of his cock squeezed tight by your walls, pouring out thick spurts of cum, giving back everything you worked up in him. Tears spill down his face, the sweet fucked-up relief kind, like his whole body is shattering to pieces, coming all the way apart.
Jimin takes his time with his long-denied orgasm, his hips shoving up in twitchy aftershocks until heās worked his way through the last of it. His cock throbs, spent and empty inside of you.
āWhat do you say, baby?ā You reach both hands up to swipe your thumbs over the tear tracks on his face.
āThank you, noona,ā Jimin breathes, his voice softer without that raw edge of need coloring his words. He nuzzles his cheek into the palm of your hand, smudges a kiss there too. The creases under his eyes deepen in an afterglow smile, all the desire shot through him now replaced by the molten warmth of praise.
āYou know the rules.ā
You tip forward to grab your small purple bullet off the nightstand, then let it drop carelessly onto Jiminās torso, where it tumbles down to rest in the hollow dip beneath the swell of his ribcage.
āKeep that pretty little cock where it belongs and make noona come, too.ā
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For your drabble reqs - Iāve been sitting on this for a hot hot hot second because imagining jiminās crotch grinding on my ass and what could follow is turning me feral -
on your first date with shy Park Jimin, you both drink more than anticipated to take the edge off and end up getting a little too touchy feely on the dance floor.
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MALLORYYYYYYY thank u for this lovely lovely req šāāļø this was the perfect thing to shake the rust off!!! i hope you enjoy this one š
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pairing: jimin x reader
wordcount: 1k exactly mmmm satisfying
contains: alcohol use, first date, reader and jimin are a lil sloshed, horny thots are thunk, grinding on the dancefloor, jimin calls himself a slut lmao, jimin playing with her panties through her dress and getting hard, sooooo it's kinda semi-public i guess, mentions of begging and sub!jimin, going home on the first date..... think that's it!
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Your drinks catch up to you on the dancefloor, all at once.
Youāve thrown them back like water tonight, faster than you normally would on a first date. But the man whoās sat across from you all night is intimidatingly gorgeous, not to mention sweet and soft-spoken and full of endearing little habits, like the way he pouted down into his own glass as he lifted it for a sip only to realize heād already finished it.
Then heād glanced up again as the empty glass tapped back down onto the table between you, his eyes just barely narrowing in a way that somehow managed to change his entire expressionā made your stomach do a little backflip, too.
His voice was spun silk when he asked the question, dripped in something not quite innocent.
āDo you want to dance?ā
What you hadnāt accounted for when youād nodded your agreement and tried to will the flush of heat out of your face was the fact that dancing would mean getting even closer to Jimin. Dancing means his hands cupping the curve of your hips, warm through the thin fabric of your dress. You also hadnāt accounted for the way your liquor-soaked brain would take that spark and run a marathon with it, imagining those hands tangling in your hair, circling the buds of your breasts, slipping up your skirt.
Thereās a steady pulse thudding in your core, in time to your heart and the bass of the speakers, and you swear the beat skips every time the flashing lights catch on an edge of Jimin: the full lines of his lips, the hoops sparkling diamond-bright at the corners of his jaw, the flicker of his lashes over the soft color bloom in his cheeks.
Itās too much. The space between your thighs aches, begging to be filled, and so you let your body lead. The room spins a little; you turn with it, Jiminās hands fluttering at your waist.
You donāt know who initiates itā if you pressed back, if he pulled you in, or if the draw is all magnetismā but the space between your bodies narrows and then disappears. Your hips slot together, easy.
Something tells you the alcoholās not to blame for the headrush buzz that hits you at the warmth of Jiminās body under yours. The colors of the club smear together on the backs of your eyelids, and your lips part for a breath in when you feel his hips roll into yours like he knows what heās doing.
And then his soft voice paints heat up the slope of your neck, and your eyes blink open again. āCan I tell you something?ā
āY-yeah,ā you stutter on your next exhale. The motion of his hips is steady now, a deliberate grind against the swell of your ass, a riptide threatening to drag you under. You make no attempts at resisting.
āIām kind of a lightweight,ā he admits, and you can hear that itās true, his words sliding into each other. You canāt help your giggle, partially because you werenāt expecting his confession, and partially because, wellā youāre feeling it too.
āThatās okay.ā You do your best to reassure, speaking up to carry over the pulse of the music. āMe too, I think.ā
āCan I tell you something else?ā
Jiminās voice sinks low into his chest when he asks the question, and the rumble of it vibrates through you like the thrum of a plucked string, underscored by his hips still rocking into yours. You drag your teeth over your bottom lip before you answer.
āUh-huh.ā
His nose grazes the line of your jaw, and you can hear the shy smile in his words when he speaks again.
āIām also kind of a slut.ā
Your breath hitches in your chest and you wonder if Jimin feels it. Itās so dark, your bodies pressed flushā itās hard to keep up with where you end, where he begins, his tight black t-shirt and jeans blurring at the edges of your little black dress.
āThatās more than okay,ā you finally manage, and you feel him dig just a little deeper into where he has you, gripping tighter at the line of your waist, as if making a promise of whatās to come.
āYeah?ā Jimin purrs.
You let your body answer him, let your hands slip over his to guide them lower, a slow tease. Itās easier to ask without words, your head dropped back against his shoulder, his fingertips seeking out the v-line of your panties through your dress, tracing the lace edge.
Thereās no question that the crotch of his jeans has filled out now; you can feel him straining against denim, an insistent bulge at the curve of your ass. When you roll your hips in a circle, it earns a soft moan in your ear, one you could easily return at the wet drag of your thong when Jimin tugs at the fabric, rubbing a taste of friction just right over your clit. It lights your body up, a live fucking wire, and you need more than what you can get away with on this dancefloor.
āAnything else you want to tell me?ā you murmur up to the ceiling.
Jiminās mouth is hot when he presses a tongue-first kiss to the hinge of your jaw, then takes your earlobe between his teeth before answering. āYour body is driving me crazy. Wannaā¦ fucking beg for it.ā
āShit,ā you canāt help groaning, reaching a hand up to tangle in the hair at the nape of his neck. You feel him stiffen all over when you tug a little, swear his dick even jumps in his pants. āIād love to see you down on your knees, Jimin.ā
āIāll be so good for you,ā he outright whines, and you tighten your grip, arching your back to better rut yourself against him.
Thereās only one question left to ask, it seems, and you canāt wait a second longer.
āYour place or mine?ā
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ive been constantly going back to ur post about completed fics and was wondering if u could ask ur followers for jungkook fics that are also completed š„²š„²š„² been crying over the yoongi ones ive read under that post hehe
ooooh lemme boop @yoongukie-ff for this bc she sent me a bunch of good jk stuff in DMs!
but anyone whoās got some, please reblog this post and add your recs for completed jk fics/series! self-promo is okay~ letās feed this anon hehe š
#anonymous#mbox š®#i would also like to read more jk stuff esp longfic so š¤²#this is a win-win for me š
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Kick in the door waving the coco hello it's me, your favorite omega here to request some consented somno for Jihope because energized and wired post-concert Hobi using sleepy and flushed eager to please Jimin has rotted a hole inside of my brain the size of lake Michigan. I love you. Did I mention I love you? Okay cool I love you.
OH HELLO LOVE OF MY LIFE !!!! this idea has also rotted straight thru my brain so thank u for sharing it with me and putting it in as a request so i can subject everyone to the jihope agenda š this got soft af because of who i am as a person but i refuse to apologize!!!!!!!
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pairing: jimin x hoseok
wordcount: 1k on the dot šŖ
contains: heads up!!! this is literally member x member!!! so perhaps do not read it if that is not ur bag !!! POV switch bc i was feelin feisty, post-hobipalooza hehe, jihope have fucked before but they're not like together (but they Are in love), very small amounts of biting and scratching, anal fingering (w lube ofc), protected anal sex, consensual somno obvi, a little under-negotiated within the context of this specific scene but I HAD LIMITED WORDCOUNT OKAY everyone is FINE WITH IT i swear, dirty talk, overuse of the word hyung bc i'm me, and there are some lines in here that really punch me in the chest emotionally so uhhhh have fun !!
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Hoseok canāt sit still.
Heās got that post-adrenaline energy running through him, giggly and stupid in the afterglow, and Jimin canāt keep up. Not with the bone-deep exhaustion thatās settling into him, his body thoroughly out of whack from waking up on the other side of the world this morning.
Jimin drops onto the mattress like a stone, and Hoseok pounces. Heās all hard angles, slimmed down from stress like thisā knees digging starbursts into the duvet, sharp elbows and dainty wrists caging Jimin in as Hoseok covers the body beneath him with his own.Ā
They mouth at each other, Hoseok really laughing more than kissing. His teeth catch on the plump fruit of Jiminās bottom lip; his breath comes hot in Jiminās mouth.
Jimin sinks into the familiar warmth, the fireworks that pop in his gut when their hips slot together. His cock twitches in his pants.
āJimin-ah,ā Hoseok rasps, nose skimming the line of Jiminās jaw. āThis still okay?ā
It hasnāt happened in a while. Itās sweet, Jimin thinks, that he asks, even after all this time. He answers with a sleepy nod.
āTired, baby?ā Hoseok croons.
Another nod, this one purposefully cute.
āHyungās keepinā you up, huh?ā
Jiminās eyes blink openā when did he close them?ā when Hoseok shifts a little above him. He catches glimpses, slips of honey skin, in the gaps between the buttons of Hoseokās shirt, bought oversized and now enough to drown in.
This lingering feeling has been surging up in Jiminās chest all night, and it hits him again with the way Hoseokās looking at him: overwhelming, right behind his ribs, ocean-deep.
āNot,ā he answers, voice mostly airā heās made himself hoarse, he screamed so much at the show. Hoseokās pretty painted nails are already dragging down the zipper of his shirt, pressing faint pink lines into the smooth skin they find beneath it.
Jimin is pliant, letting himself be played with. He lifts up enough for Hoseok to work him out of his clothes and tries to remember what he was even saying. āWant you to. I like it.ā
āGonna let hyung fuck you right to sleep?ā Hoseok punctuates the question with another sweet laugh and kneels up to strip himself, efficient as ever.
Jiminās own giggle flutters through him, face flushing a little. āWouldnāt be the first time.ā
Itās true, theyāve done this before: just one of those things that happened, growing up together. Sharing cramped bedrooms and ruined sleep schedules and adolescent hormones; using each otherās willing bodies, fucking to shake off fear, adrenaline, jetlag.
With a grunt of effort, Jimin gracelessly flops over onto his stomach. His favorite way to take it. Heās sure Hoseok still remembers.
āāM your fan,ā he slurs into the pillow, the world already smeared at the edges when he tries to look back at Hoseok. āYour groupie, hyung. Let me watch from backstage, took me to your hotel room, so fuck me.ā
āAw, baby,ā Hoseok purrs. āāCourse I will. You came all this way.ā
Jimin can feel it now, the firm outline of his own cock, filled out and pinned beneath him. He thinks he feels Hoseokās hands, too, warm on his thighs, guiding them apart.
Thereās a clickā probably the travel-sized lube Hoseok keeps in his meticulously organized toiletries bag, Jimin remembers that from the last tourā and itās chased by the warm, wet stretch of Hoseokās fingers slipping past his rim.
āFuck,ā Jimin breathes. āFeels good, hyung.ā
āJust relax,ā Hoseok murmurs, pressing deeper, rubbing at his walls. āOpen this pretty little ass up.ā
Jimin means to answer, but the dark blue pull of sleep weighs his tongue down thick in his mouth, and then it drags him under entirely.
~*~
Jiminās hot inside, squeezes the head of Hoseokās cock so right that it works a rough whine out of him.
Hoseok sinks himself in to the hilt and stays there. Barely thrusting, mostly grinding, letting the vice grip of Jiminās tight little hole suck his mind blank.
Itās so good, Jiminās body beneath him so sweet, softer and rounder at the edges than he was the last time Hoseok had him. Jiminās complained about it nonstop, threatened a diet when he gets home, but Hoseok likes him so much like this, with hips that beg for the kiss of fingertip bruises and an ass that jiggles.
āSo pretty like this,ā Hoseok groans, not even sure if Jiminās still present enough to hear him, saying it anyway. āJiminie, baby. Taking hyungās cock just like he taught you.ā
Hoseok drops down over Jiminās frame beneath him, watching the steady rise and fall of his breath, until his nose brushes at the stretch of Jiminās spine.
Heās riled up, has been all night, all week, and he canāt keep himself from babbling, the way he always does when heās close.
āDid that whole show, just thinking of you. Really did mean it, baby. I was in the dark and you, fuckinā pulled me back. Donāt think you even know. What you do to me. Everythingās easier.ā
That cord of arousal in his gut pulls tighter, and Hoseok chases the feeling, watches the whole of his cock disappear up inside Jimin on every thrust. Laying all sweet and open for his hyung, cheek smushed into the pillow.
Hoseok grunts, dips to smudge a kiss to the nape of Jiminās neck, and it's enough. Heās coming, giving a final ragged gasp as he spills into the condom.
It takes a second to get his breath back, and then he withdraws. His legs shake under him as he slips into the bathroom to clean up.
Fuck, at least heās finally starting to feel tired.
Jimin has rolled over when Hoseok gets back, away from the wet spotā thereās space in this king-sized bed. A luxury from how it used to be, twin dorm bunks with no sheets.
Little miracles, Hoseok thinks, and then Jimin stirs.
āSleep. Said Iād make you.ā
And, well. That feels like a miracle too.
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I also feel obligated to say that I would like to take all of them to a hockey game, purely to see how they react to a good fight and how much stadium food they would consume before they inevitably feel sick
BANGTAN + HOCKEY = A RARE OVERLAP OF TWO OF MY FAVORITE THINGS omg. ngl i got inspired to write some headcanons so let's goooo (ty to @sailoryooons for helping me cowrite hehe) š
namjoon: he gets a little lost trying to find his way back to the seats on his own, and when his arm gets grabbed by some important looking dude in a polo, he just goes with it - which is how he ends up in the locker room, sitting quietly through the entire opening pep talk before anyone notices him. the height, the muscles, the general look of confusion on his face: the new assistant coach saw him bumbling around and just assumed he was a healthy scratch - oops!
seokjin: is here exclusively for the shit-talk. bullies the opposing team mercilessly even though he's not actually 100% positive what's going on in the game - it doesn't matter. these clowns need to be TOLD and he's gonna be the one to do it. let's face it, he could play hockey better with his TOES than these losers can! he's also very supportive of any and all fights that break out, and think it's ridiculous that people get penalized for the most interesting part of the game!!
yoongi: possibly the only one actually focused on the game. somehow has all the team standings as well as every single player's name and stats memorized, and can provide them off the top of his head when asked (okay, nobody asked, but he's providing them anyway!!!!!!) (this does actually end up coming in handy when jimin wants to know the names of the cutest players) - he also complains LOUDLY when the refs make terrible calls, and jin immediately joins in despite not knowing or caring what hooking even means.
hoseok: doesn't even know who's winning, all he knows is that he wants to be on the jumbotron so bad - he's wiggling in his seat every time the music comes on, and once the cameraperson finds him, his pure joy meltdown of seeing himself on the screen is so endearing, it becomes a recurring theme the rest of the game to cut to hobi at least once during any given moment of downtime. they even pan over to him during the kiss cam, just for laughs, but jimin is READY and proceeds to lean over and plant the smooch of a lifetime on him.
jimin: jungkook notices it first, and everyone thinks he's mostly joking and/or projecting when he mentions it, but then yoongi corroborates: the players...... can't stop looking at him. two dudes literally skate into each other because neither of them can take their eyes off jimin. guys sitting on the bench are turning around to look at him. he just cards a hand through his hair and tries to keep his knowing smirk to himself.
taehyung: the mysterious enigma that he is, our boy disappears midway through the period, mumbling an excuse about wanting to stretch his long-ass legs which, yeah, fair. but just as seokjin is starting to complain that he's going to miss the start of the period if he doesn't make it back soon, hobi is swatting at his arm and pointing towards the ice because, yep, there taehyung is: sitting prim and proper on the back of the zamboni, princess-waving as he circles the ice. to this day, nobody knows how he talked his way into it.
jungkook: as far as he's concerned, this is an all-you-can-eat buffet with a side of sports. hot dogs, burgers, nachos, pretzels, chicken tenders, popcorn, churros - he's eating til he's nauseous and washing it down with as many beers as he can get away with before jin cuts him off. he's here for a good time, not a long time!!!! .....and yes he will complain the entire ride home that his stomach hurts š„ŗ
whrguekhgjldf thank u and sorry this is so niche but i had fun lmao
soft hours!! šø if you could do one (sfw!) activity with one member (or subunit!) of bangtan: who are you with & what are you doing?
#bffsoobin#mbox š®#ask game#I AM HOWLING AT THIS FESTA SHOOT I'VE NEVER SEEN IT BEFORE#WHY ARE THEY WEARING CELTICS JERSEYS AND HOLDING HOCKEY GEAR
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I wanna believe that no matter how good Namjoon is with words when it comes to just everything in general, I think heād go dumb when heās getting head. Like nothing but just moans and groans and mumbled āfuckā or āoh shitā or āyour mouth feels so goodā šµāš«
NOW THIS..... THIS!!!!! especially if we pair it with our last headcanon-- boy talks a mile a minute doing everything else but the second you go down on him he's just. gone. sucked fully dumb š© i LOVE THIS
what headcanon(s) do you have for bangtan that you know - you just KNOW, deep down, all the way to your guts - to be FACTS???
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I just know jungkook knows 9865 vape tricks lmao
i'm sure he and tae stay backstage puffing up tooty fruity watermelon bubblegum clouds š and i just know yoongi hates them for it lmaooo
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Not to be that person š (just genuinely curious)
Are there any plans for LDOMLT or are you permanently done with it.
I support your choice either way. ā¤ļø I'm just curious.
so the thing is, i have nearly 18k of the final chapter of LDOMLT written. i was like.... 3-4 scenes away from having a draft of it entirely finished when i went offline. BUT i haven't revisited those words since i wrote them, so who knows how i would feel reading it back now tbh
at the moment i think we can consider LDOMLT on ....hiatus, i guess? i'm not currently working on it, but i would like to eventually return to the story and finish her out when it feels right, if only because i was SO CLOSE lmao... i'm just not sure when that will be right now š
#anonymous#mbox š®#LDOMLT ch11 is my telltale heart lmaooooo#shit is haunting me fr fr#I WANT TO FINISH IT i just don't know when š
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Spill the āextra-longā details š
BESTIE ARE WE UNAWARE OF WHAT HE'S WORKING WITH???????
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Hi, pretty!
I'm really sorry if it's a sensitive topic for you to talk about (because I didn't really got to know what happened at the time) and I'll totally understand if you don't even answer this question...
But...
Do you plan on finishing "Talk down on me like that"?
Like, not in a defined time or something like that but do you still think about it even, since it's in hiatus for some time? It's been a long time since I've last readen it but I remember I loved the story and the way you wrote it and I still think about the end sometimes...
Again I don't know what happened and why you stopped writing this fic so I'm sorry if you don't want to talk about it. (And if you already talked about it in some post I'm sorry again lmao I didn't keep up with all the posts... could you put the link to the post in the answer?)
Anyways... I hope you have a nice new year :)) I love your writings!
this is such a thoughtfully worded ask, i appreciate you being so considerate and understanding. i know it's been a long time coming and i have a lot of complicated feelings about the series tbh,, however, my hope is to finish the final chapter some time in 2024!! i've had this vision of the ending in my mind for a long time and i feel ready to bring it to fruition this year. thank you for reading and enjoying the story and especially for being so patient with me š„ŗ all my love!! š¤
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i see your jimin tongue and raise you ššš
mimi midnight countdown!!! send me your favorite mimi moments/looks~
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Yoongi had recorded audio of his s/o moaning in a hidden folder on his studio computer, that he listens to when he needs to decompress and let go of his stress.
OKAY THIS IS SO ROMANTICALLY HORNY AND I LOVE IT š© and maybe he sends his own audio file back you know š wehiugrhgjdfg
what headcanon(s) do you have for bangtan that you know - you just KNOW, deep down, all the way to your guts - to be FACTS???
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seokjin is a hardcore dom and definitely into spanking with how we have seen him handling bangtan
jin is an absolute BRAT TAMER and y'all can't change my mind!!! š© the way he can quiet a room or yank a maknae up by the back of their shirt and they immediately fall in line, HELLO!!! the way he puts the fear of god in them tells me everything i need to know tbh!!!! šš„µ
what headcanon(s) do you have for bangtan that you know - you just KNOW, deep down, all the way to your guts - to be FACTS???
#anonymous#mbox š®#ask game#he RADIATES hand on the back of your neck energy and that's all i'm gonna say about that!!!!!!!!!
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after attending hobipalooza i will go to my GRAVE saying that man shamelessly talks dirty. he doesnāt get flustered or embarrassed, and likes to see how worked up his partner can get. like me, personally, iām all bark and no bite cus iāll talk super big over text and during foreplay but then go silent during the actā¦hobi will NOT. and i feel like heād def give someone like me shit, tooā¦ ānow youāve got nothing to say? you wouldnāt stop talking earlier, what changed? cat got your tongue?ā š¤¤
UHHH GOD YEAH the idea of cocky teasing dirty-talking dom hobi makes me sooooo insane!!! and i love the specific vibe that he would ask questions, just smirking at how fucked out you are like "feels good baby? this dick just makes you stupid huh? can't even talk?"
i'm mwgjkfgwrghjkjg,dmfngjrekgd š« thank u for this wow
what headcanon(s) do you have for bangtan that you know - you just KNOW, deep down, all the way to your guts - to be FACTS???
#bighitbabie#mbox š®#ask game#hearing him say 'you guys are fucking crazy' live fundamentally changed me as a person tbh
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i'm not even joking when i say you made me check out bts after i read ldomlt......[don't judge me on randomly surfing ao3 for good smut, and i hit jackpot when i found your fics, lol]
SHUT UP THIS IS THE GREATEST ASK I'VE EVER RECEIVED LMAO
LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU PICK A BIAS
#anonymous#mbox š®#i have leveled up#i am no longer merely army i am now a RECRUITER lmfaoooo#holy shit this is amazing!!! thank you for reading my work!!!!! š
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