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Lunch Visit || csc (m)
"Seungcheol's a busy man, so you decide to bring him lunch. However, you end up staying longer than you planned."
👔 Pairing: ceo!Seungcheol x Reader (afab)
👔 Ratings/Genre/AUs: M(18+); Smut, fluff, office au, established relationship
👔 Warnings: Lots of kithes, fingering, oral (f. rec.), dom!cheol, light breast play, unprotected safe (be safe!), rough sex, also soft sex for 0.5 seconds, dirty talk, creampie, cum play, a sexy pic is sent, desk sex
👔 Word Count: 5.3k
👔 Beta: @playmetheclassics Indigo, you beautiful hooman. Thank you so much for thoroughly looking over this for me! Your comments made me laugh. Please accept my hug *opens arms* 🥰
👔 Author's Note: My first ever svt fic is here!!! I have a handful of svt wips, but I FINALLY got one finished (thank goodness) 😭 I'm really excited to show you all what I've been working on, but for now, here is ceo!cheol hehe. I hope you enjoy.
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The way to Seungcheol’s office was a winding path.
You would think the CEO’s office would be more accessible, but you supposed he was too busy to deal with minuscule issues his subordinates may have. Thus, he needed to be in a secluded area away from everyone. If everyone were to go to him with their problems, he would be working 24/7, if possible. However, it felt like he was working that long now anyway. This was why you found yourself outside the meeting room he was supposedly in—thanks to the receptionist.
Having been told his meeting ended three minutes ago, you pushed open the door without knocking. You figured he was lingering inside because he was gathering his materials before he left. You didn’t expect to be greeted by Seungcheol’s booming voice, sharp and annoyed.
“…have to push back our deadline because they want to change the conditions? Again?! Tell them no. They should’ve gotten their shit toget—Yn?”
Seungcheol stopped in his rant when he finally turned to see you at the door. His eyes immediately took in your not-so-professional attire. You had planned to hang out with a friend soon, but you wanted to drop off food for Seungcheol first.
“Hi, Cheol,” you greeted with a smile, eyes glancing at the room full of employees. You shifted uncomfortably under the stares. Most of them were looking at you with wide eyes. It made sense. You didn’t recognize them and weren’t dressed appropriately to be in the building.
You averted your gaze to Seungcheol and said, “I thought you were done with your meeting.”
Although his eyes softened at seeing you, they were still fierce—body hot from dealing with stupid people all morning.
“I’ll be done soon. Go wait for me in my office,” he instructed and started to walk to you. He dug a hand in his slacks, pulling out his keys and placing them in your palm. He glanced at the bag you were holding but didn’t say anything.
“I have to go soon; I just wanted—”
“Ten minutes, alright?” he said.
“I don’t know if I can wait until then,” you replied.
Seungcheol took a deep breath. He didn’t want to snap at you, but his patience was already too low as it was.
“Five then. Go to my office, alright?” He sighed, gesturing out the door.
You chewed on the inside of your cheek. You could tell he was trying hard not to be too demanding.
“Fine,” you grumbled and turned around.
Walking to his office, you passed by Wonwoo’s room. You didn’t know him outside of work, but he was always friendly whenever you visited Seungcheol.
This time you knocked, waiting for a response before pushing his ajar door open more.
“Hi, Wonwoo,” you smiled.
He sat behind his desk, glasses resting on the bridge of his nose as his eyes glided across the screens in front of him. He peered up when he heard your voice. He looked surprised to see you.
“Hey Yn, it’s nice to see you,” he replied, pushing away from his desk to give you his full attention. “I think Seungcheol is still in a meeting.”
You pointed in the direction of the meeting room, a small laugh escaping as you replied, “Yeah, I just came from there.”
“Oh,” he said sheepishly.
“I just came to stop by as I wait for him to finish,” you explained.
“You’re welcome to sit,” he said and gestured to the guest chair.
You obliged, setting down the bag and your purse. Like all your conversations, the context was light. Between asking about work updates and his recent lover, you passed the time quickly.
“I thought I told you to wait in my office.”
You snapped your gaze up; the words on your lips died upon hearing Seungcheol’s rigid tone. It was obvious he wasn’t pleased with you being here.
Your mouth dipped down. “It’s boring in there alone.”
“Hm,” he paused to look at Wonwoo, “I expect those files to be sent to me within an hour.”
“Hey, don’t be harsh on him, babe. I’m the one that disturbed him,” you said as you stood up with your belongings.
“Which is why I told you to go to—”
“Your office. Yeah, I got it,” you grumbled. You glanced at Wonwoo, giving him an apologetic smile. “I’m glad you’re happier, Wonwoo. Thanks for the chat.”
Wonwoo grinned as he rolled himself closer to his desk. “Thanks, Yn.”
“The files,” Seungcheol reminded Wonwoo. Wonwoo nodded, waving you goodbye when Seungcheol guided you out of the room.
You followed next to him as he walked to his office. The silence was unsettling. Glancing at him briefly, you noticed his jaw was clenched and lips angled downward more than usual.
“Ba—” you started to say.
“Wait until we get inside,” he simply ordered.
You’re not sure what you did wrong besides interrupting his meeting. You understood he was probably stressed, but you didn’t see the mistake as a big deal. If he had taken the lunch prior, he could’ve gotten back to work instead of talking to you.
Once Seungcheol shut and locked his office door, he moved you to his chair while leaning against his desk. You placed your belongings on the floor as he loosened his tie. He then placed his hands behind him on the wooden surface.
“Why are you mad at me?” you pouted, sinking into his comfortable seat.
Seungcheol sighed. “I’m not.”
“You’re acting like you are,” you huffed and furrowed your brows in puzzlement.
“You just came on a bad day,” he explained, hand coming up to rub his temples. “Why did you come anyway? Dressed like that too.”
“Don’t sound so thrilled,” you said sarcastically. “Also, what’s wrong with my outfit?”
“It’s not appropriate here,” he answered, hand falling from his face.
“I didn’t think I had to be dressed in slacks to come to see you,” you argued. He’s never had an issue with your “inappropriate” attire before, so you wondered what changed.
“People were staring,” he muttered, lips returning to a frown.
You chuckled silently in realization. “My little jealous baby,” you cooed.
“I’m not,” he fussed.
“Oh, that’s good then. I’m going to meet Jun once I leave by the way,” you said.
Seungcheol narrowed his eyes. “Why?”
“Because he’s my friend,” you giggled, seeing his change in demeanor. “I’m actually probably late, so I should get going.”
Seungcheol reached down to pull you up and into a hug before you could leave. You smiled, knowing he was definitely hiding his jealousy. Your arms slid under his suit jacket, and you began to rub his back.
“Don’t go,” Seungcheol mumbled into your neck. “I’m sorry I was rude to you.”
“I’m not going to spite you, Cheol. I had already planned to see him. I just wanted to drop by to give you lunch before I went,” you explained. “I know you’ve been busy.”
You enjoyed teasing him, but you didn’t want him to think you were doing something to upset him purposely.
“Thank you,” he murmured.
You stayed silent for a moment as you felt his body gradually relax in your hold. When you felt he had calmed down, you slowly pulled away enough to see his face. You offered a small smile, tucking the hair that was in his face behind his ear. You let your hand rest on his cheek after.
“Do you forgive me?” he questioned.
“You can make up for being mean to me,” you suggested softly.
“How?” he asked, hands gripping your waist firmly so you couldn’t move too far.
You pretended to think, eyes raising to the ceiling momentarily as you thought.
“Five kisses,” you finally said.
“Only five?” Seungcheol asked playfully. You smiled at hearing his light tone. You were glad he was happier, even if it was just for now.
“Depends how good they are,” you said and leaned forward. His lips were a few inches from yours.
“They’re always good,” he scoffed lightly.
“Let me be the judge of that.”
You pressed your lips against his gently. However, Seungcheol was too anxious to go slow. He pressed you flush against him as he slipped his tongue between your lips.
He switched your positions, so you were against his desk. Your hands went down his back before landing on his ass. You gave him a mischievous squeeze that had him biting your lip in return. You giggled as you pulled away.
“We’re going to be here a long time if you kiss me like that, Cheollie,” you said. “You have four more to go.”
Seungcheol lifted you onto his desk, hands resting on the surface so he could lean closer. “That was my last meeting of the day. I’m all yours, baby.”
He kissed you again, but you pulled away before he could deepen it.
“I don’t believe you,” you replied. Hearing how annoyed he sounded earlier, you felt he had things to tend to today.
Seungcheol smirked, a small sigh leaving his mouth. “Always so smart.”
He gave you a quick peck before moving away to type something on his computer that resided on the adjacent part of his desk. While he did this, you pulled your phone out to text Jun that you’d be running late.
“There,” he announced and put his computer to sleep. “Now, I’m free.”
You set your phone down, arms coming up to hook around his neck when he returned. “Two more.”
“Two?” he asked, confused, while putting his hands on your hips.
“You just gave me another one, so yes, two.”
“That wasn’t even a kiss,” Seungcheol said, words dragging out.
“I still counted it. Two more kisses, then I’ll let you get back to work.“
“We’ll see about that,” he muttered before crashing his mouth on yours.
Smiling into the kiss, you wrapped your legs around his hips. Seungcheol’s hands rubbed your sides. His thumbs brushed against the underside of your breasts each time, making you yearn for his touch more.
You tore away from him, breathing a little heavier. He stared at you with hooded eyes.
“You’re slowly being forgiven,” you teased.
He raised a brow at you. “So, you admit my kisses are good?”
You laughed at his tone, finding him cute despite his slight smugness.
“I think I need one more to know,” you replied.
Seungcheol gave you another kiss, tongue pushing past your lips quickly as he made out with you fervently.
“Okay,” you giggled when he pulled away. “They’re good.”
“You were just being complicated,” he huffed. Your gaze glanced down at his swollen lips and then to his eyes. He was watching you closely, chest rising and falling quicker than usual. You really were lucky to have him.
“Maybe,” you smiled. “That was five, lover boy. Now, get back to work.”
You placed a hand on his chest to move him away, but he stayed still. You tilted your head at him.
“Move, Cheol,” you said in case he didn’t understand that you meant now.
Seungcheol shook his head, a hand sliding down your body until it was nestled between your legs.
“I’m not done with you, baby,” he growled lowly.
Your mouth fell open in a gasp when he started to circle your clit. Seungcheol leaned down to press open-mouthed kisses on your neck. Your hands moved to clutch his sides, pulling him closer as you spread your legs to accommodate him.
“I thought you s-said we couldn’t do this here anymore,” you stammered, a small smirk on your mouth when he tugged down your shorts.
He pulled away from your neck to mutter in your ear, “No, I said you couldn’t be so fucking loud.”
As soon as your shorts and underwear were on the floor, he kneeled. His hands gripped your thighs and shifted you closer to the edge of his desk. One of your hands immediately went to his hair, clutching it and pushing his face toward you. His tongue glided along your slit before his mouth connected with your clit.
Seungcheol gave you a pointed look and slowed his ministrations when you moaned a little too loud. You bit your lip in response since you didn’t want him to stop.
Once you quieted down, Seungcheol continued. His tongue lapped at your arousal, eyes closing briefly as he savored your taste.
You watched him in awe. You loved seeing how enthused he was whenever he was between your legs.
“This isn’t what I meant when I said I brought you lunch,” you quipped.
Seungcheol flattened his tongue, slowly gathering your slick before he stood up. He made a show of swallowing, and you shook your head playfully at his act.
“Maybe not, but I’m enjoying my meal very much,” he murmured. He slid his fingers between your folds, coating them in your wetness before pushing one inside. “You taste so good, baby.”
As a small moan slipped from your mouth, you shifted your hands down to his slacks. You unbuckled his belt quickly.
“Yeah?” you asked, feeling an odd sense of pride at the compliment.
He nodded as he chuckled and put another finger inside. He pumped them slowly. You whined at the slight stretch, needing to feel his cock instead. You pushed down his zipper and moved his pants and underwear out of the way. Your walls squeezed around his fingers at the sight of him. You reached out to spread his pre-cum before slowly rubbing his shaft.
“M-maybe you can bring me lunch again next week,” he mumbled, trying to keep his focus on your words rather than your hand.
“I can do that,” you smiled.
He grinned back and pressed his lips on yours again. His fingers started to move quicker, causing you to moan into the kiss. Seungcheol smirked, added another finger, and continued his fast movements. You were so focused on his hand that you had to pull away from the kiss to cry out, your hand pausing on him.
Seungcheol was quick to press his other hand on your mouth, muffling your moans as he gradually decreased his speed. He pulled his fingers from you but kept his hand against your face. His other hand gently took your hand off his cock.
“You’re gonna stay quiet for me, or else I’ll send you on your way out without cumming,” he threatened lowly.
You answered back, but it wasn’t very clear. He moved his hand and nodded for you to repeat.
“But you like it when I’m loud,” you whined.
“Today, I just want to have you all to myself. I want to be the only one who hears you,” he explained, hands trailing down to the top of your off-the-shoulder blouse. He tugged it down until just your bra was exposed. It had your arm movements restricted; raising them too much would push the material back up.
You started to pull your arms out, so you could move better, but Seungcheol stopped you.
“I like you like this,” he said. His hands tugged down the top of your bra, a small smirk forming on his lips when your breasts were freed from their confinements. “So beautiful.”
Seungcheol shifted a few objects on his desk before carefully laying you down on his desk. He didn’t bother undressing as he situated himself between your legs, length in hand. You attempted to prop your feet on the desk but had little trouble finding your footing.
“Here,” he said and guided your legs around him instead.
Your face heated at his readjustments. “T-thanks.”
Seungcheol smiled at you, kind and loving as if you had just said something precious to him. He aligned his tip at your entrance and leaned over you. It had his tip pushing into your entrance. You whined at the feeling, moving your hips in hopes of feeling more. However, he stayed put.
Seungcheol slid a hand behind your neck and gently lifted you slightly. He moved his face so it was mere inches from yours. Your elbows rested on the surface to be more balanced.
“I love you,” he murmured.
A grin broke out on your face. “I love you.”
He gave you a sweet kiss as he gradually sank into your heat. The feel of his cock filling you up had you tightening your legs around his waist. Seungcheol let you push him closer, deeper; his groan got lost in your mouth.
Slowly, he started to rock into you. The kiss grew sloppy with each snap of his hips. Eventually, he broke it off, mouth ajar as he basked in how you fit so well around him.
“C-Cheol,” you whimpered, hands finding a hold on his wrists that were within reach.
He stared down at you while he started to speed up. There was a thin coat of sweat beginning to form on his forehead. He adjusted himself, so he could move deeper. The position had him hitting a particular spot that made you moan loudly.
For the second time, Seungcheol covered your mouth to silence your sounds.
“You don’t listen, do you?” he asked. However, his hips suddenly slammed into yours. It had you crying out again. The smirk on his face told you it was purposeful; he wanted to hear you be noisy despite his words. His other hand moved to grip one of your breasts. Your hands moved to hold onto your shirt, needing to hold onto something.
“No one listens to me,” he huffed, suddenly recalling the events from earlier. He had been trying to close a deal for five months, but each time he tried to finalize everything, the other person would change the conditions. He was tired of going back and forth. Not to mention, some of his veteran employees have been making rookie mistakes lately. He was just fed up.
You moaned into Seungcheol’s hand when he squeezed your breast harshly. He bowed his head, hips snapping at a brutal pace. His mind was consumed with all the annoyance bottled up in him the past few weeks. He needed to let go of his frustrations. He was tired of everything going wrong around him.
Except for you. You always treated him right.
Seungcheol slowed down once he realized how rough he had been. He moved his hand from your face, eyes searching yours.
“S-sorry,” he breathed heavily. “Are you okay?”
Although you felt sore from where his skin was hitting yours, you were fine.
“Yes,” you replied. However, you grew worried for him. Seungcheol has been rough with you before, but this time felt different.
“Are you okay?” you questioned.
Seungcheol sighed, resting his head against your chest as he held you close. You moved your hands to caress his head; you didn’t care that your shirt had risen because of it.
“Is it about work?” you asked.
“I just need this deal to go through. It’s been going on for months,” he complained.
You petted his head soothingly. “Maybe you should find another place if they’re difficult.”
“I can’t. This place will benefit us greatly.”
“Hold in there then, babe. Hopefully, they’ll come around. If not, I know you’ll still be successful without them,” you tried to reassure. You didn’t completely understand all his business practices, but you knew you hated seeing him so upset.
Seungcheol lifted his head to look at you. “Because I have you.”
You giggled softly and cupped his cheeks. You gave them a subtle squish that had Seungcheol whine.
“No, because you’re really smart and hard-working.”
“But you motivate me to do better,” he replied.
Smiling, “You do too, Cheollie.”
“I like when you call me that,” he confessed quietly and leaned down.
“I know,” you murmured, raising your head to meet him for a kiss. You felt his lips spread into a grin.
He steadily began to roll his hips again. This time his pace was gentler. He pulled away and moved onto his hands again, eyes briefly glancing down where he slid into you and then to your face again. Seungcheol’s brows were drawn together in concentration.
Your hands moved to his forearms and said, “You can go faster. I’m okay.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he replied with a shake of his head.
“You won’t. I’ll tell you if you are, alright?” you reassured.
He stared at you for a moment, hips faltering. “You promise?”
“Yes,” you said.
Seungcheol nodded. You were anticipating him to pick up where he left off, but instead, he slipped out of you. Your legs unhooked from around him, and you sat up. You looked at him confused. You could already feel how sore you’d be after this was all done.
He peeled off his jacket and tossed it to the floor, spreading it out before turning to you. His arms wrapped around you and lifted you off his desk.
“Oh,” you said, surprised, and wrapped your arms around his neck.
Seungcheol carefully laid you back on his jacket on the floor.
“Better?” he asked as he settled between your legs.
You had to admit your legs were aching at having been in the same position for a while. Although the carpet wasn’t as plush as you’d like, it felt better than the hard surface of his desk. You figured he could’ve put you in his chair, but it was nice to have more room.
“Yes, thank you,” you said.
“I think I should get a couch in here soon,” he replied after a glance around his office.
There was a table and chairs in the corner for private meetings. He had bookcases and file cabinets along the wall that took up most of his space. However, there was an empty corner he could furnish.
You laughed lightly. “I think that’d be a good investment.”
“It’d make you want to visit more,” he commented.
“And what’s wrong with that?” you scoffed half-heartedly.
Seungcheol smirked. “If you haven’t noticed, you’re very distracting.”
“Not my fault you can’t keep it in your pants,” you joked.
“Oh?” he asked, suppressing a laugh.
You gave him a challenging look. It had Seungcheol laughing at your cute expression.
“I guess you’re right,” he said. “You’re just too beautiful and mine not to fuck dumb.”
“I-I don’t become dumb,” you argued weakly.
“Should we find that out now?” he asked, rubbing the tip of his cock along your dripping folds.
Your hips jerked slightly when he grazed your clit.
“Buy me a new pair of shoes if you lose,” you forced out. You tried not to focus on how he was pushing into you slightly before pulling away.
“Oh, we’re betting on this? Alright. You have to buy me a new watch,” he bargained.
You rolled your eyes. “You have like five different ones already.”
“And it’ll be six soon,” he smiled smugly.
“You don’t know that.”
“Baby, yes, I do,” he chuckled confidently.
You opened your mouth to retaliate, but what came out instead was a gasp.
Seungcheol had pushed into your core abruptly. He wasn’t as abrasive as before, but he was quicker than a few minutes ago. He stared down, his eyes watching as his cock disappeared into your body. He loved seeing how stuffed he made you.
Suddenly his finger was on your clit, rubbing harsh circles that had you moaning his name and gripping the carpet.
“Always so good for me,” he praised. “Isn’t that right, baby girl?”
You nodded, walls clenching at his words. He sucked in a breath at the feeling but didn’t let that distract him. He wanted to see you babbling; he wanted to see your eyes roll back. He moved his hand and grabbed the back of your thighs. He moved them to your chest. It wasn’t the most comfortable position due to the not-so-soft ground, but your only thought was chasing your high.
“Fuck, C-Cheol,” you rasped at the deeper feeling. Your head leaned back as he thrust swiftly.
Seungcheol quickly shoved down your top again, fixing it so he could see how your beasts bounced with each snap of his hips. You felt the coil in your stomach tightening the longer he fucked into you.
“Tell me how good I’m making you feel,” he grunted.
“Y-yes,” you stuttered. “Feels so—Hmph!—good. Love your c-cock.”
Seungcheol couldn’t stop the smirk on his face. He was pleased to see how easy it was to get you to fall apart.
“Wanna come for me, angel?” he panted, feeling his own climax approaching.
“Please!” you begged.
“Go ahead,” he said.
Seungcheol moved his hips a little harder, a litter faster, until your legs were trembling, and his hips were stuttering. He cursed out your name when he came. Your walls fluttered around his cock as he spilled himself in your cunt.
The sounds of panting filled the room while you both eased down from your orgasms.
“I think I won,” Seungcheol gloated between breaths.
“Whatever,” you huffed in jest, knowing he was right but not wanting to admit it.
He smiled, leaning down to peck your lips before carefully pulling out and standing up. You stayed on the floor, tired. You could feel his cum begin to leak out of you and onto his jacket.
Seungcheol came back within seconds and guided your legs into your panties and shorts again. He slid them up your legs; however, before he fully dressed you, he gathered his cum on his fingers and shoved it back in. You mewled at the sensation but didn’t push him away.
Once he was done, he slid your clothes on.
“Keep my cum in you when you visit that friend of yours, baby,” he instructed.
Your eyes widened at realizing the intentions of his previous actions.
“O-okay,” you agreed, face heating at the thought of leaving with his seed pooling in your panties. He smiled, happy to hear that, then helped you to your feet. Seungcheol spotted a faint stain on his jacket, but he didn’t care. He plucked the clothing item from the floor and put it in his chair.
“I would make you stay longer, but you got a watch to buy me,” he said, a cocky grin on his face.
You glared at him as you fixed your top. Seungcheol just raised an eyebrow challengingly while he tucked himself back in his pants. He fixed his tie and smoothed down his shirt.
“Do you have a particular one in mind?” you asked, reaching toward him to fix his messy hair.
“Surprise me,” he shrugged. His smirk had turned into a kind smile at your gesture, his dimples showing.
When you pulled away, you poked them mirthfully. It wasn’t your first time doing so, so Seungcheol just smiled more.
“Come on, I’ll walk you out,” he said and grabbed your purse. You thanked him, taking it and following him out of his office. Some people stared at you both as you passed but quickly averted their eyes when you caught their gaze.
“I think you might get some questions,” you told Seungcheol in the elevator.
Seungcheol glanced at you, hand in yours. “Next time, I’ll have to gag you.”
“Don’t tempt me with a good time, Cheollie,” you purred and angled your body, so it was against his more. He chuckled and gave your forehead a kiss.
“I’ll get that couch ordered today,” he informed.
“Today? You’re eager for more lunch visits?” you asked.
“Perhaps,” he grinned. “But I want you to have a more comfortable place to rest when you come over anyway. You don’t look comfy when you’re napping at the table.”
You shrugged. He was right, but you weren’t going to complain when all you wanted to do was spend time with him—even when you were catching some z’s.
“I don’t mind,” you replied.
“I do, though,” he said, a little sternly to let you know he wasn’t going to change his mind.
When the elevator dinged your arrival, you moved away from him. He kept his hands in yours, not bothering to show a little PDA in his own building.
“Will you call me when you get home?” he asked once he stood near the door.
“Of course. Don’t stay here too long, okay? You’ve been here too much lately,” you frowned, staring at him with pleading eyes.
He sighed and gave you a sympathetic look. “I know. I’m sorry. I’ll be there early tonight, baby.”
“You better,” you grumbled. “Or else the watch will be mine.”
Seungcheol chuckled and nodded. “Noted. Drive safely.”
“I will. Can I give you a quick kiss?” you asked. You knew he wanted to keep the PDA at a minimum, and you wanted to respect his wishes.
Seungcheol glanced around quickly, seeing only a few people wandering the lobby.
“Okay,” he said.
You smiled and pressed your mouth against his. You let it linger for a few seconds before pulling away.
“See you at home, Cheollie,” you said.
“See you then,” he replied. You turned, but before you could take a step, you felt his hand lightly hit your ass.
You turned, quirking an eyebrow at him.
“Remember what I said?” he asked.
You ducked your head down at his question. You could already feel his cum starting to slowly seep out of your pussy. “Yes.”
“Good,” he smirked and started to walk backward. “Bye, beautiful.”
You huffed at his audacity, waving at him with a playful glare before exiting the building.
Needless to say, you were extremely late meeting Jun. You simply said you got caught up in traffic going to and from Seungcheol’s office. Jun was hesitant about if he believed you, but he let it go. At some point, you had to excuse yourself to the bathroom when you felt Seungcheol’s cum leak from your panties. Your walls clenched around nothing, unintentionally pushing more of his seed out as your saw how ruined your underwear was. You weren’t going to send Seungcheol a picture at first, but you wanted to show him the mess he made.
Cheollie 🥵 [3:31]
my messy baby
Cheollie 🥵 [3:31]
i’ll make a mess out of u again tonight if u let me
You [3:32]
you def better be home early tonight then.
Cheollie 🥵 [3:34]
😉
You hastily cleaned yourself up, heart beating quickly with anticipation for tonight.
You hung out with Jun for another half an hour before you left. On your way home, you stopped by a candy store. Seungcheol wanted a watch, but he never specified what kind of watch. You had planned to buy him an actual one, but then recalled the edible watches you had seen as a kid. You’d buy him a real watch later. You just wanted to play with him first.
Seungcheol came home early as promised. It was peaceful for two minutes before he was pushing you against the wall, telling you how you had gotten him hard again. Thankfully, he was in an online meeting, so no one could see his growing bulge. However, the rest of the day was filled with mental images of you both in compromising positions.
You weren’t able to give him his watch until the next day, but when you presented it to him, he doubled over laughing. It was a sound you adored hearing, and you were so grateful you were the cause of it. You thought he’d eat it, however, he wore it to work that day. Something about how he wanted to have something to remember you by. It was just a plus he could have a few nibbles as a snack throughout the day. He got funny looks and a few questions about it, but he didn’t mind. He loved having anything you bought him. Even if it was just a silly candy watch.
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yeow6n’s second collection ; fic recs
a part two of a collective of my favorite fics, that i enjoyed reading (＾ν＾) all the love to the amazing writers for writing amazing works, i hope you guys enjoy reading them as much as i did!!
also includes ao3 fics!! and contains mature content, 18+
first collection | third collection
(f) fluff, (a) angst, (s) smut
NCT
RENJUN
wifi @nsheetee f
MARK
caught in your web @sehunniepotwrites f
sticky situations @mieohmy f,a
bed of spiderwebs @neovisioned f,s,a
catch me if i fall @meraki-mark f,a
watch me @sluttyten s
book hogger @haechanitboy f,s
can you keep it down? @lisired s
HAECHAN
deck the halls (with spiderwebs) @wincore f
all at once, the happiness i knew @taelme f,a
TXT
YEONJUN
yeonjun as your boyfriend @hueningshaped f
loved @wooyukh f,a
SEVENTEEN
WONWOO
play again @shuarush f,a
wonwoo thoughts @etherealyoungk f
midnight kiss @minghaoyoudoin a,s,f
JEONGHAN
caught @leejungchans f
BTS
JUNGKOOK
not my fault @taegularities f,s
still with you @worldwidemochiguy f,a
kintsukuroi: sweet treats @jeonjcngkook f,s
animal @cutaepatootie f,a
in love with love (with you) @pantoneyoongi f,a
blackout @jjungxkook f,s
bleeding for you @mercurygguk a,f
thirteen rounds @monimonimoon s
mind of mine @yslkook f,s,a
a still day or a hurricane @ahundredtimesover f,s,a
danger zone @jeonjcngkook f,s,a
heavy lifting @snackhobi f (ao3)
growing pains @diortae f,s,a (ao3)
an abundance of mondays @diortae f,s,a (ao3)
how bad? @delugguk f,s
seal the deal f,a (ao3)
we made these memories for ourselves f,a (ao3)
show me your scars a,f (ao3)
this is how you fall in love @moonbeamjin f,s,a
day by day @hansolmates f,a
love bug @jungkxook f,s,a
web slinger @lemon-boy-stan a,f
and if i did? @mimikookie f,s
the dilf installments @mercurygguk f,s,a
duty before love + part two @blue-jade f,s,a
rough edges @kjhmyg f,s,a
good girl @bonny-kookoo f,s,a
bad boy good thing @yoonpobs f,s,a
mango @whatifyoulivelikethat f,s,a
angels and airwaves @yeojaa f,s
YOONGI
a-dick-ted @whatifyoulivelikethat s
trip no further @matchstick6812 f,s,a
ink petals @yminie f,s,a
TAEHYUNG
tunnel vision @kooktrash f,s,a
silk and skin @kpopfanfictrash s
divine seduction @chateautae s
maybe i do @chateautae f,s,a
#yeow6n: fic recs#bts fic recs#nct fic recs#seventeen fic recs#txt fic recs#nct fluff#nct angst#bts fluff#bts angst#bts smut#nct smut#txt fluff#txt angst#svt fluff#svt angst#svt smut#haechan fluff#renjun fluff#mark lee fluff#yoongi fluff#wonwoo fluff#jungkook fluff#haechan fic recs#jungkook fic recs#mark lee fic recs#renjun fic recs#wonwoo fic recs#yeonjun fic recs#yeonjun fluff
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JJK: Breakup / Post Breakup AU
List of all Jungkook fics under 'Breakup / Post Breakup' AU:
* ² - two shots s - contains smut
* Last updated: 26/11/2023
D R A B B L E S
[drabble] by taetaesbaebaepsae s angst, college au, exes au
[drabble] by yoonpobs s angst, breakup au
21 by here2bbtstrash angst, exes au
Summary: “I’m sorry I didn’t call. I feel really shitty about it.”
August by cutechim s angst, modern royalty au
Summary: You always knew your relationship had an expiration date. That doesn’t make it hurt any less.
Before We Get Too Old by dazedbypark angst, breakup au
Summary: It's a friday night; a night that's different from most you have spent. But you know that decisions have to be made and so, you turn the knob to the door of your shared apartment. Still not ready to leave him behind.
Cingulomania by drmflm angst, exes au
Summary: Your grandmother always told you to always pursue the things that made you happy, and you didn’t know how to break it to her that sometimes…you have no choice but to let them go. But then again, isn’t grandma always right?
Decalcomania by whatifyoulivelikethat angst, producer!reader, idol au
Summary: You're well aware you write too many songs about him, but they just sit in your drafts folder and never see the world. Until Min Yoongi double-clicks on the folder and starts listening to them, that is.
Empty Hands by jeonqkooks angst, infidelity au
Summary: Leaving Jungkook speechless is something you excel at.
Glimpse of Us (Old Concept) by chryblossomjjk angst, drummer!Jungkook, exes au
Summary: You shouldn't have gone to the bar tonight, but you couldn't resist the urge to see Jungkook one last time.
Goodbyes by ggukiepie angst, breakup au, idol au
Summary: You loved each other will all your heart and tried to keep that love alive, but fate isn’t always on your side. Maybe this is a goodbye.
Goodnight by latetaektalk angst, breakup au
Summary: Jungkook and you lay in bed one last time as you talk about your failing relationship.
“Hey Old Friend” by eoieopda angst, old friends au
Summary: In which the hotline, to your knowledge, did not bling.
Hold You Again by yoongiphoria angst, idol au, post breakup au
Summary: When it sinks in that he will never hold you again, Jeongguk takes a late-night walk and reminisces on the memory of you.
After We Broke by yoongiphoria angst, idol au, post breakup au
Summary: It’s the little things that I remember, and that hurt me, the most.
I Know the End by onlyswan angst, breakup au
Summary: But you had to go, I know, I know, I know.
The End I Didn’t Know by onlyswan s angst, exes au
Summary: After awhile you went quiet, and I got mean.
I swear I love you by corajjk angst
Summary: The end is near but you will stay for a little longer.
If Not Forever by koocycle angst, post breakup au
Summary: “I wanted to be with you for a long time, if not forever. You ruined that. You ruined many things.”
Just JK sitting down with his hair styled by euphorajeon angst, idol au
* Love is Gone by jeonbunnie s angst, breakup au
Summary: Jeongguk tries to let you down easy.
Night Changes by basicallywhiterice angst, exes au
No Time by milangel7 s angst, exes au
Summary: "No time for bullshit talk about who's to blame for the breakup".
Once Was by mimikookie angst, guard!Jungkook, princess!reader
Summary: The arranged marriage forces you and Jungkook to realize the promise you made to each other is not as unbreakable as it seems.
Quit by jeonbunnie s angst, exes au
Summary: Your ex to shows up at your apartment in the middle of the night.
Seesaw by kookintel angst, breakup au
Summary: Jungkook rests a hand on your thigh, his thumb rubbing little circles there, and you sigh as you lean your head on his shoulder.
So It Ends by muniimyg angst, dating au
Summary: The one where OC is Jungkook’s first love but he is not hers.
The one with Jungkook, the weekender, and the impossibilities by eoieopda angst, established relationship, idol au
Summary: In which Jungkook is bad at prioritizing & somehow even worse with words.
These Days by seokmingiggles angst, breakup au
Summary: These days you can’t take too much; you’ve been falling down, falling behind. Time passes strangely. He seemed to be all you needed—what has changed? Alternatively, these days, you thought you and Jungkook could make it through everything.
To Be Loved by hyungieyoongi angst, exes au
Unstable Network by jjkxla angst, long distance relationship
Summary: Relationships and romance are hard to maintain, more so when they’re long distance and have no clear indication of when you’ll finally see each other again. You think of all the perfect scenarios, of them finally showing up at the door. But that’s just all in your head. Fuck love.
We were. by gukyi angst, breakup au
Summary: Not all once upon a time’s have happily ever after’s.
When Love Turns Gray by serinic angst, breakup au
Summary: It has been said that when your vision slowly turns to gray, your partner is falling out of love.
You Broke Me First by jeonbunnie angst, exes au
Summary: Jeongguk tries to win you back.
“You lied to me.” + “Stop talking” + “You’re the only one I want.” by fortunexkookie angst, established relationship
You’re Beautiful by yoongiphoria angst, exes au
Summary: These subway commutes had been exciting, once. Tinged with the flavor of ignorant ambitions, edged with hope.
"You've got thirty seconds to explain to me what you’re doing here,” by chloefran angst, exes au
Summary: "You've got thirty seconds to explain to me what you’re doing here,” + “I’m not going anywhere,”
O N E S H O T S
* about u by ugh-yoongi s wc~7.3k / angst, exes au
Summary: This song is about a love that you can’t reconcile—wanting to make a home out of a person that has proved to you time and again that they are not a home; they are just a person. It’s about retracing scars, negative patterns, all with the silent belief that moments of communion and understanding might justify months of misfiring and regret. We’re all just trying to get back to that ‘first high’ feeling—an honest endeavor, however futile.
As You Were by koocycle wc~4.6k / angst, architect!Jungkook, breakup au
Summary: He was only two months into knowing you, yet he already loved and cherished you like no one had done before. But now you’re gone, and you brutally left him nothing behind besides a story with missing puzzle pieces and a set of questions.
Decision to Leave by jungkook97 wc~5.8k / angst, Hollywood socialite!reader, idol au
Summary: Being an idol is never easy. They work endlessly, and "Fans", the media, and the company follow and critique their every movement. They're not strong enough, one could feel very trapped and suffocated. Jungkook was used to all of this. What he wasn't used to was finding the right person at the wrong time.
Even Winter Ends by jysmloves wc~3k / angst, breakup au
Summary: Jeon Jungkook is winter, but like all seasons, winter eventually comes to an end.
Heartbreak Anniversary by jeonbunnie wc~2.4k / angst, exes au
Summary: A run in with your ex has you seeking out closure.
If It Isn’t Me by jiminrings wc~4k / angst, single dad!Jungkook, bodyguard!reader, exes au
Summary: Protecting Jungkook with your life is your job — raising his daughter isn't. Alternatively, Jungkook's a single dad for the meantime according to his own words, and lowering down his pride will not stop at anything in begging you to help him with things outside of your paygrade.
Papillon by satnin-darling s wc~3.8k / angst, exes au
Summary: All Jungkook wanted was to play guitar and call it night. It was just like every other gig anyway. Until you showed up.
Thinking About You by jiminpitys wc~2.4k / angst, celebrity!Jungkook, post breakup au
Summary: It's been two years since Jungkook left town, and the two of you can't stop yourselves from thinking about each other.
T W O S H O T S
* When It All… ² by 7deadlysinsfics angst, divorce au, exes au
Summary: What’s there to do when your husband says he thinks he doesn’t love you anymore? You pick up the broken pieces the best you can and try to move on.
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Thank you for the tag, @the-boy-meets-evil. I love u.
1. Are you named after anyone?
Nope
2. When was the last time you cried?
I'm very emotional, but I don't like to cry. It gives me a headache. I can't recall. Like a proper cry, ooof. I think maybe September? Like I just let myself cry, I usually don't.
3. Do you have kids?
Nope
4. Do you use sarcasm?
Me? Never.
5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?
Their eyes
6. What’s your eye colour?
Brown
7. Scary movies or happy endings?
Eh. Depends on my mood, I like horror movies tho!
8. Any special talents?
Nada.
9. What are your hobbies?
Writing, exercise, cooking.
10. Where were you born?
Asia
11. Do you have any pets?
A dog
12. What sports do you play/have played?
Hockey, netball, gymnastics
13. Dream job?
idk, something where I can thrive and grow.
14. Favourite subject in school?
English Literature
15. How tall are you?
I'm not. I'm 5"2.
Tagging: @here4btsfics @baljinciaga @mimikookie @love-strike @sugarwithtea and anyone else who wants to play!
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ty for the tag @mimikookie
1. Are you named after anyone?
Nope, that’s not very usual in my culture.
2. When was the last time you cried?
6 days ago lol
3. Do you have kids?
many if u count the kids i tutor lolol
4. Do you use sarcasm?
More in irl than over text ngl
5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?
How they speak ^^
6. What’s your eye colour?
Dark brown
7. Scary movies or happy endings?
I prefer happy endings but i like scary and sad endings if i’m prepared for it haha
8. Any special talents?
I’m really flexible and i’m double jointed so i can do weird things with my body lol.
9. What are your hobbies?
I like to sing, draw, dance and write. i dont have many hobbies other than those hahaha
10. Where were you born?
South Korea uwu
11. Do you have any pets?
i have two hamsters and i love them v much!! my s/o also has a cat who hates my guts lol
12. What sports do you play/have played?
Soccer, volleyball, ballet, gymnastics, although all were short-lived and the oly thing i really did more was soccer in college (quit after my first year)
13. Dream job?
Writing a book!
14. Favourite subject in school?
I enjoyed english enough but my favourite was language class
15. How tall are you?
5'5" (165 cm) on the line
Tagging: @flurrys-creativity @ssssssul @limjaeseven @moccahobi @anyone who wants to haha
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jeon jungkook fic rec list (Ⅰ)
hi guys here's a list of all my favourite jungkook fics I hope you enjoy them, please show your love and support to these amazing writers and their blogs 🖤🖤 just so you know majority of the fics contain smut so no minors allowed please, happy reading everyone ♡
a- angst s- smut f- fluff
series
learn to love by @knjoodles f a (teacher jk single parent au)
anima meaology by @arckook f a (soulmate au) ft. Taehyung
Aim for the heart by @writemywaytoyourheart f a (hitman jk)
re: untitled by @to-star-lake a (ceo jk arranged marriage au)
new rules by @tayegi s a (fratboy jk)
just friends by @kinktae s a (best friends au)
come again and again by @jjungkookislife s (established relationship au)
one-shot
thinning thread by @flowerwrites06 s a (marriage au)
other half by @whatifyoulivelikethat f s (roommates to friends with benefits au)
have a nice day by @lookingforluna s (doctor au established relationship au)
how many drinks? by @xpeachesncream f s a (best friends au college au)
come here I'm your paradise by @borathae f s (honeymoon au)
killing me softly with his touch by @borathae f
different paths by @taehyungiejiminie95 f a (dad au)
in the frosty air by @gukyi f a (roommate au)
the art of the rom-com by @gukyi f a (enemies to lovers au college au)
matching hearts by @arcticguk f a (exes au)
boys tears by @arcticguk f a (fuck boy au college au frenemies to lovers frat boy au)
soft skin by @namjoonchronicles f (date night domestic au)
now to forever by @aiimaginesbts f a (exes au)
Wherever there is you by @jeonstudios f a (marriage au)
glimpse by @sushivrs a (exes au idol au)
worth the wait by @sketchguk f s a (strangers to lovers au college au)
backstage quickies by @btsqualityy s (idol au)
you've got mail by @minyoongijjangjjangmanboongboong f a (exes to lovers au)
May 31 by @jeonjeonggukenergy f s (roommate au)
photographs by @honeyedhoseok f a
leave your name by @craztextae s (90's throwback au)
the wedding date by @jjungkookislife f s a (fake dating au)
Lucky one by @sparklingchim s (established relationship au)
Laundry love by @hisunshiine s (neighbour au)
awkwardly in love by @strawberrynamjoon f (friends to lovers au)
amateur dance by @eternally-writing f s (boyfriend au)
Can't be without you by @ahundredtimesover f s a (best friends au underground fighter jk)
caught in a web by @gukptune f s (spiderman au)
tangled thoughts by @mimikookie a (spiderman au exes to lovers au)
And if I did? by @mimikookie f s (spiderman au established relationship au)
To have known you by @mimikookie f (spiderman au established relationship au)
catch me by @taetortotss (spiderman au)
Arachne-boy by @kinktae (spiderman au friends to lovers au)
Tangled web by @ughseoks f a (spiderman au soulmate au)
call me jungkook by @ughseoks f a (spiderman au)
all webbed up by @ughseoks s (spiderman au boyfriend au)
I love so I let go by @yukheii (spiderman au friends to lovers au)
webslinger by @lemon-boy-stan a (spiderman au boyfriend au)
↬remember I mentioned that spidey jungkook phase I went through :) ... honestly I'm still going through it so if you know of any marvel au's with the members or jungkook spiderman au's please share them I would love to read it ♡
↬looking for other jjk fics or the other members check out my library
#kiki!fic!rec#jungkook#jungkook fluff#jungkook smut#jungkook angst#jeon jungkook#bts#jungkook x reader#jungkook series#jungkook drabbles#jungkook oneshot#jungkook fanfiction#jungkook fanfic#jungkook fic recs#bts jungkook#jeon jungkook angst#jeon jungkook fluff#jeon jungkook smut#bts fanfiction#bts fanfic#jungkook spiderman#jungkook marvel crossover#jeon jeongguk#jungkook fic#jungkook drabble#jungkook established relationship#jungkook scenarios#jungkook x you#jeon jungkook x reader
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December 2021 Reads
Rounding out 2021 with this list so here are my December reblogs of JK (and other members) fics (x f. reader/OC). Please note the angst, fluff, and smut descriptions. Much love to the authors (reblog, comment, but please be kind) for gifting us with all these wonderful stories, and to our lovely buns who helped us get through another tough year. 🐨🐹🐱🐿🐥🐻🐰 Happy New Year to everyone! 🎊
*’read for’ are guides for me!
Sleeposal + Re:posal by @joyfulhopelox (f) - boyfriend/fiance jk (read for something cute and heartwarming with whipped jk)
Blueberries by @softyoongiionly (f, s) - best friends au (read for something sweet, funny, comforting, with lovely smut and cute relationships)
Among the evergreen by @rosaetae (f) - strangers au (read for something light and fun with cute banter and festive vibe)
Miracle in Room 901 pt.1 + pt.2 by @aredheadedmess (a, f) - husband au (read for something beautifully heartbreaking and tragic but lovely written)
A Bam protected pregnancy by @blu-joons (f) - dad jk (read for something short and cute of guard dog Bam and adorable dad jk)
Howling for you by @fortunexkookie (f, s) - fantasy au, werewolf jk (read for something tense with really hot smut and soft moments)
Bike cage by @hamsterclaw (f, s) - workmates au (read for something soft, funny, and flirty, with fun and sexy characters)
Anti-romantic by @gashinabts (a, f, s) - boyfriend au (read for more horniness, hot smut, and so much love)
Gamer jaykay by @ughcore (s) - boyfriend au (read for hot smut with boyfriend jk who can’t resist you)
Suck it up! By @jungkxook (f, s) - fantasy au, vampire jk, friends au (read for something chill and lighthearted with good smut)
To know you is to love you by @jimilter (f, s) - fantasy au, fae, vampire au (read for a fun concept, banter and interesting characters and backstories, and hot smut with sexy jk and a lighthearted read)
All flowers by @holdinbacksecrets (f) - friends au (read for a soft and comforting read written so beautifully)
Euphoria by @holdinbacksecrets (a) - exes au, idol jk (read for well written emotion and imagery and yearning and longing and comfort)
Watermelon sugar by @joonscypher (a, f) - strangers au, surfer jk (read for that cute summer romance with fun flirting and banter, and cheeky and whipped jk)
Wishing for you pt.1, pt.2 + My lucky stars by @kookiestarlight (a, f, s) - husband au (read for heart wrenching angst and painful things but a soft ending and the sweetest, most loving husband jk)
Foundation pt.1, pt.2, pt.3 (ft. Yoongi) by @hamsterclaw (a, f, s) - workmates au, hospital au (read for cute flirting and banter, really hot smut with jk&yg, mature characters, and hints of angst and fluff that’s great all throughout)
Tyrant love by @moon-write (a, f) - popstar jk, smau (read for a beautifully written and absolutely fun, heartwarming, and heartbreaking smau with amazing characters and relationships and so much love and emotion)
The love after by me (a, f, s) - fantasy au, werewolf jk
Warming up by @mimikookie (s) - friends au (read for something short and smutty with fun characters)
Fake emergency by @blu-joons (f) - idol jk (read of adorable and whipped jk)
Only for love by @lysjeon (a, f) - single dad jk, smau (read for lovely OC and adorable uncle bts and fluff and softness and fun characters)
Risk it by @kookiesjoonies (a, f, s) - exes au, smau (read for raw emotions with fun and hilarious moments but with angst that hits hard)
Again by @valorkook (f) - boyfriend au (read for something sad and hopeful, a short but sweet read)
Tiger flower by @v-hope (a, f, s) - college au, boyfriend au, smau (read for lovable and entertaining characters, something so fluffy and fun and wholesome, a beautifully written world and one of my fave OC-JK couples ever)
Permission to pleasure by @bangtanbetchfics (s) - idol jk (read for tease but super hot jk and sexy sexy smut)
Other members
Permission to pleasure by @bangtanbetchfics (s) - idol au; KNJ | KSJ | MYG | JHS | PJM | KTH (read for the sexiest of smuts)
KNJ
Technology is a bummer by @joheunsaram (f) - workmates au, hospital au (read for flirty then shy NJ talking science and being all cute and sexy about it)
Love at dozen sights by @hueseok (f) - neighbors au (read for ITS Namjoon with so much cuteness and sexiness and adorable flirting)
KSJ
Embers of fire by @chateautae (a, f, s) - husband au (read for marriage on the rocks fic with sexy sj at the end when he’s being protective and caring)
(monthly reads masterpost)
#jungkook fic#jungkook angst#jungkook fluff#jungkook smut#jungkook x reader#jungkook fanfiction#jeon jungkook#bts jungkook#namjoon fic#seokjin fic#yoongi fic#hoseok fic#jungkook#jimin fic#taehyung fic
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Unicorn Ride (m)
“What do men know? Because they have seen no unicorns for a while does not mean we have all vanished.” – Peter S. Beagle
➺ Banner: The amazingly talented @kithtaehyung ❤️
➺ Pairing: Jimin x Female Reader
➺ Trope: Strangers to ??, PWP, Non-Idol!AU
➺ Genre: Smut
➺ Rating: +18
➺ Word Count: 8.8k
➺ Summary: Hunting men down at a club is inviting disappointment with open arms. But tonight, your body has been twisted, turned and bent on every possible surface, and you might be willing to reconsider.
➺ Warnings: alcohol, dom!jimin, bratty!Y/N, a very desperate Y/N, making out, biting, light exhibitionism, elevator oral (female), fingering, Y/N tastes herself, some dirty talk, Y/N could have flashed someone at one point, degradation, spanking, Y/N grinds on a knee, Jimin has his tattoo, blowjob, one pussy slap somewhere, throat fucking, spitting, anal fingering, begging, edging, protected sex, rough sex
➺ Author’s Note: It’s here! The reason for my nightmare, THIS PARK JIMIN! This is purely self-indulgent, it has no plot, I wrote the dialogues half asleep, it’s 8000 words of mess in bold and highlight. Thank you to my betas: @taegularities, who not only betaed this but listened to me complain about my writing for weeks, @kithtaehyung, who is always ready to beta and make banners for me whenever I need, even though her plate is more than full with her own work, and @bangtanhome, who jumped by to help me with many details and hyped me up like nobody’s business - I love y’all! Fic starts under the cut, because we’re filthy from the get-go.
This fic is dedicated to @mimikookie for BTS Writers Club’s fic exchange - Bambi, love, cutie, sweetie pie - I hope you enjoy this!! 💛
As always, please let me know what you thought of the fic, my messages and ask box are always open for comments!
ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ | ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ
When you stepped into the hotel bar tonight, your aim was to take a mediocre dressed man back home, to use his mediocre working dick to get to a mediocre impact orgasm.
With the sex gods looking out for your deprived soul, you got yourself a classy, impeccably dressed man, with the features of an angel and a tongue of the devil digging deep into your cunt in this elevator, when your rooms could be fifteen steps away; if you ever thought to get out, that is. You couldn’t even wait to get to the safety of your room, the panels of this ornate elevator ask you, mock you, taunt you; but your brain cells refuse to find an answer, shutting off to fully experience the wreckage his mouth is leaving behind.
With your heels in hand, you haul your ass across the hotel lobby, naked feet thwacking against the marble floor. Not one man in the club downtown had the IQ of two peas, studded with the inability to hold a tolerable conversation; the star of this glimmering night being the man who leered “I’d like to push your buttons” while staring down your chest. You need dick, badly, if you may add; but it’s a constant fight between your pussy and your standards. And now here you are, filled with dignity instead of cock.
Your feet lead you to the long row of elevators, and you press the button to summon one to finally haul your ass to bed. But a twinge in you tells you to check the hotel bar; maybe you'll get lucky and find a man to slip your room number to, movie style. Well, let's be real, it's more likely for you to find a fifty-year-old CEO with no qualms on cheating on his wife and fructose fathering your existence, but your blue-balled self will take it. So you turn around, and determinedly march towards the bar, intent on not letting your dignity win the war.
Empty. Well, except for one couple in the corner of the bar seating, who look exceptionally wasted and hitting a base that's far gone from first. Oh well, at least someone is getting it on, you sigh before seating yourself on the barstool. You're here, might as well exploit the bar.
"What's a unicorn margarita?" you ask the bartender. Fuck, even this bartender doesn't look interested. What's the point of a bartender if he's not down to fuck?!
"Tequila, cointreau, lemon and some blueberry syrup," he rattles off from memory, showing no hint of any emotion, making it difficult for you to gauge the side of the spectrum this drink lies in.
You're about to change your order - fuck, if you lead your day further down the dumps - but your response never leaves the confines of your throat as a new member joins your little bar party.
Tinted glasses are what you first see. Who pulls off such glasses anyway? Indoors too? Only this stranger. His suit looks like it was stitched right over his body, not a single extra patch of fabric to mar the stunner outfit with unwanted creases. The only wanted crease you can tell is at his buttoned blazer, cinching to spotlight his svelte waist visible through all the layers.
He struts in, every step he takes echoing a clack across this dreary bar, and every sound straightens your spine further and further in sheer anticipation to see him up close. Shoulders swinging, he walks in like he knows he owns the world, and that you don't know about; he definitely owns a couple of things in you.
His hair, a whole crime. Streaks of pink and purple streaming through his lush platinum tufts, refusing to fall out of place even as he drags his fingers through them and brushes them behind, and you're almost ready to drool and bark at him like a ravenous dog; but he does the sin of meeting your eyes - a questioning glance, slated eyes and raised eyebrows.
God, that's a seat for your face.
"Hello? Ma'am? You want the unicorn margarita?"
"Uhm, yea-yeah, sure." And you move your eyes back to the cotton candy across the bar.
Apart from your neurons not firing off and the general state of mind where you would say yes to close to anything for this man, you're curious to see what this bar could do to make or break the classic drink. One sip in, you can tell it's the latter; the blueberry syrup added for color has a sickening sweetness you can’t digest.
Across the bar, you see him holding the same multicolored drink in hand, his pretty face scrunched up in distaste as he mirrors your feelings. Your eyes meet, and he smiles when he sees your glass.
“A mistake if I ever made one,” he calls out to you, and you grin in reply. Fuck it, even if you can't get laid, you definitely can't make it through this drink alone. Stepping off of your bar stool, you make your way to him.
“Are you looking for some company? Preferably people drowning in similar miseries?”
“Aren’t you dramatic,” he welcomes you with that godsend voice of his, as you take your throne beside this gorgeous specimen. As he sips that cursed drink, his beautiful face crinkles once again in anguish. “You know what? I take that back. Hundred percent valid, your thoughts.” You laugh out loud as you gulp your drink down in one go, not wanting to elongate your time spent with the pitiful excuse of a cocktail.
“Jimin," he begins to offer his introduction, "I buy drinks to match my hair. What’s your excuse?”
"Y/N. I have a pitiful amount of faith in barmen even though they always disappoint me."
"Ooh, are we still talking drinks here?"
Success. You’ve brought sex to the table, and with some luck and the right play, you could be having sex on a table. You cock your head to the side in question, and your flirtatiously raised eyebrow cues him into your understanding.
"Of course," you flutter your eyelashes in a show of innocence, "what else could it possibly be?"
He shakes his head, your eyes dripping with a saccharine glow for someone with a dirty mouth. With another sip of the dastardly drink, he asks, “So what brings you to town?”
“Just here and there,” you shrug, not wanting to talk shop, “vacationing and stuff.” You raise your hand to beckon the bartender, who begrudgingly paces towards your side of the counter. “A bourbon on the rocks, please,” you throw him a glance, “would you like a repeat of that?” you mock.
“Oh no.” Jimin downs the glass, trying to keep his reaction to a minimum lest he offended the bartender, “the same will do for me as well.”
“Ohh, a bourbon guy, a man after my own heart,” you praise his choice of poison, clinking your new and drinkable glass of liquor with his own. He gives you a raised eyebrow in response before swallowing his shot down in one gulp, and fuck. When was the last time you found the bob of an Adam’s Apple hot? When did a sideways glance have your panties in a bunch? You push the thought away, not wanting to reminisce about your recent lack of adventure, and tip your glass down in one go. The crisp, cold liquid glides down your throat, the sting of bourbon cleansing your palate, ridding your tastebuds of the horrendous sugariness.
“So, vacationing, you said.” Arched eyebrows curtain his curious eyes, glancing down to soak up your dress of the night, sequined lace that hugs your thighs far too high up - your fishnet stockings not covering much of what’s exposed - posing a guileless question, “Having fun then?”
You cross your legs, for no good reason other than to ensure the shift in your hemline caused by the movement catches his fancy, and to your glee, it does. You bask in his anchored attention before adjusting your dress again, leaving the skin he could possibly see to his astir imagination.
“I wish. Haven’t had my fill,” you match his gaze when they meet, keeping them steady save for his occasional flit across to admire your curves. You beckon for the bartender to ask for a refill before presenting your own question. “What about you? What brings you here?”
“Let’s just pretend I’m here on a super-secret James Bond-esque mission because the reality is fucking depressing.”
A soft, sonorous giggle, very unlike his suave, sleek disposition bursts out of his delicate lips, catching your own laugh in surprise - he laughs without heed, without worrying about how loud or how soft he is - his refreshing aura rumbles forth a second roll of laughter within you, just to keep up with his endless sniggers.
“Why not,” you wipe a small tear droplet from the corner of your eye, “and I can be the sexy villain, one who seduces you in the first part, just to-” you hold your forefinger and middle finger out, curling the rest inward and point your makeshift gun at him, “-to hold a gun to your head in the immediate next scene.”
He’s still smiling at you, soft features clearly enjoying your silly company, as he slyly wraps his hand around your jutted fingers, tugging your gun closer. “I mean, we have to try and stick to the script,” he says, voice lowering in decibel with each word uttered, the cherubic smile slowly fading into something sinister, “you have to give me some action before we - you know - literally jump the gun.”
“Of course, a Bond movie needs some action.”
“I hope we’re talking about the same action here.”
He gives you a cheeky wink after the statement, one that you return with an earnest blush - blush? Weren’t you ready to gobble dick in public mere moments ago? Weren’t you all but willing to be fucked into the counter till every floor is made aware of your sordid quest? The heat warming up your cheeks goes completely against your motive; you need to drink the decorum out of you.
You try to release your hand from his - surprisingly strong and surprisingly soft - grip, turning to the bartender to ask for a refill, when the grip on your hand pulls you closer to its direction, and you’re a hair’s breadth away from touching noses. “Are you sure you wanna do that?”
“Get another drink?” you attempt to clarify, trying to ignore the thudding of your heart, “Worried I can’t handle myself?”
“I’m worried you can’t handle me.”
Fuck. Why does he have to say the perfect things to make you flood your pussy, and with such nonchalance like it’s a casual Tuesday for him? You’ve had men talk like you were their accountant, their underling, or both - a blase lack of effort or lack of respect evident in their voices. But Jimin is the best of both worlds (copyright queen Miley), there’s a hardened edge to his tone, without simply assuming your complicity - respect hidden within the raggedness. How complex is this man, and how far will you bend for him?
Only time will tell.
Hopefully, time will tell.
“I’m a big girl, I can handle it. Besides, at the pace we’re going, it seems like it’ll be long before any action takes place.”
Your hands drag free of his hold to ask for another hit, but a sound makes you stop. His glass, now rid of the dark brown liquid, meets the bar counter with a loud clink, louder than the earlier ones. Each remaining ice cube rings against each other, and the bells in your head awaken in anticipation of some movement to this slowly progressing scene. Sliding off the barstool in some smooth motion, he buttons his suit up before stretching his hand out to you. You meet his eyes, now veiled with drapes of lust and affection instead of his glasses, and you’re happy to uncurtain those and find what truly hides behind.
“Which floor are you on?” he poses the question, a precursor to the long-awaited ask of the night.
“Depends. Which one are you on?”
"Oh-oh Jimin!"
Your head is thrown back, hitting the wall of the elevator in a sonorant thud, but the pain doesn't even register. It feels like the elevator cords could snap and throw the both of you into the abyss and still, Jimin wouldn't stop licking the syrups you're churning out, and you couldn't have any feeling come in between you and the long wished for pleasure that runs through your body.
“Keep them spread, don’t you try to close them on me.”
With not a care in the world, Jimin had dropped to his knees (after pushing you to the corner, quite literally), and immediately settled between your legs. His suit looks expensive - Armani? Gucci? All you can say he’s eating you out like Dolce ate Gabbana. Your stockings, followed by the strip of cloth protecting your modesty were torn in heat of the moment, the scrapped bunch thrown to one corner of this elevator - the fabric skillfully being replaced by the strip of his tongue. The view of his multicolored hair between your legs, the bright, vivid ribbons adorning his soft blonde locks as they find residence between your legs stirs fractious excitement within your fragile heart.
“Look at that, are your knees about to give out?” Jimin’s soft murmurs reach your ear, but never make it to your brain, focus completely elsewhere. He smiles lightly, continuing his torment, speaking against your nether lips, “I am not against laying you flat right here and taking you whole.”
“I-” You don’t have words to say, and even if you did, your throat would refuse to comply with any movement that is not a moan. What you do though, is lodge your hands in his hair to attempt to control him. Attempt would be a strong word, because he seems to know your body better than your own junky fingers. You raise your left leg to bring it around his neck, eliciting a sly smile that you can feel on your nether lips. Snaking an arm around your hip, he pulls you into him, as if there is any distance to close.
“Seems like you aren’t either,” Jimin chuckles, his sultry voice crackling in the confines of the elevator, “your mess is dripping down baby, it’s so sexy.” He drags the flat of his tongue from your thighs, collecting your arousal, bringing it up to press against your clit, feeling it palpitate as all your blood wheels itself downstairs. “Tell me,” he coos, “how do you like the idea of fucking me right here?”
“Aah! Fu-” is all he hears because he starts sucking your nub, and a very-frazzled you slam your palms on the rows of buttons in the panel, setting the elevator in motion.
“Jimin, wait-” With short, quick pants, you try to look back at the panel, trying to see how you can get the elevator back to your original destination, but Jimin isn’t happy with your attention faltering towards him.
“Sweetheart,” he calls out to you playfully, but his racy fingers trace a line right from your ankle, moving upward, completely differing his honey-voice, “What’s got you worried? Afraid someone will see you? Like this?”
His 'this' was not simple. The 'this' was punctuated by two thick fingers entering your dripping hole, not to mention his cheeky thumb finding your clit to torture it even more. With all the bases covered down here, Jimin’s lips move up, his free hand searching for your nipples as his lips search for answers to unsaid questions in the nook of your neck.
“Will you step away,” his whisper jolts your mind, “if the doors open?” He sucks in your skin, harder, almost telling you there’s no way he’s letting you move away. But the clench of your walls, the slick dribbling down his fingers, they tell a different tale. Your hardening nipple under your dress, your fervid whimpers, and your head moving to give him more access don’t rock your pictorial boat. A weak “no” glides by between your wails and mewls, and Jimin’s pleasure with your answer shows. His thumb resting on your clit starts making a move, and together with his digits inside you, your eyes might as well roll back into your skull because this has to be demonic. Your orgasm is crashing right around the corner, and you-
Ding!
To your absolute horror, the elevator doors open your show to the public i.e., an old couple looking forward to entering, taking a step or two inside before you can hear the gasp of shock, disgust, and embarrassment all rolled up in one, at your - umm - compromised state of affairs.
“Jimin!”
You peek over his shoulder to see the scarred souls; they still haven’t moved away from the astonishing scene, and it is uneasy, your pussy is gushing at the thought of having an audience for your debauchery. You mutter a quiet ‘sorry’ to the traumatized couple before shifting your focus back to the man of the hour, who seems not the least bit perturbed by the happenings. His fingers are still lodged inside, looking still on the outside, but curling inside to stimulate her g-spot, and your eyes could be looking behind if they could roll that far.
“What do you want me to do?” could have been a very innocent question from a very concerned individual. Jimin was no such man. The sneer in his whispered voice was registered by you as he registered the ever-growing waterfall you are releasing onto his hand. Lips curved to the right, he sees your fucked out state, soaking in your teetering-at-the-brink-of-orgasm glow. “Want me to move, let them see how fucked out my tongue got you?”
Your hand shoots out to grab his collar as the elevator dings back shut, and you pull him close, pushing yourself back onto his fingers, - only to have your lips consumed by his own, with a force mimicked by his digits plunging deeper into your cunt. His tongue pushes its way into your cave, awakening your own muscle with its moves, and relocating it to his own mouth where he sucks it away like nectar from a honey hive.
Jimin’s response to your voracity is “Maybe I’ll invite the next people to join, you seem to like that.”
You let out an irritated huff, face heated up in an embarrassing glow whilst trying to find a spot on his neck to latch onto. One night (one that has barely begun) and you’re already rediscovering yourself.
“Stop awakening latent kinks in me, I need to get back to normal men.”
His fingers card through your tresses until they reach your scalp, tugging you off his neck to look right into your eyes. From your peripheral vision, the glow of his lips, coated in a shiny sheen of your arousal and saliva glistens under the lighting, and you dart forth to clean that up for him but he stalls.
Seeing your fucked out state, Jimin chuckles, "Fuck, you’re clenching so hard baby, so good."
So cocky.
You might love him.
Instead of saying something embarrassing, you force him closer, joining lips before snapping back, "Oh, I’m good. I’d be great if you actually made me come."
The creases on his forehead show that he's not one to back down from a challenge. You jolt up, practically balancing yourself on the balls of your feet, as both the elevator starts moving to a new destination, and his fingers start moving deeper, massaging and curling inward, letting the base of his palm apply generous pressure on your clit. Heated breath embraces your skin as he snickers into your ear, “Make you? From the looks of it,” accompanied by another harsh pump, “I can make you do just about anything.”
The gall this man has, to go around stating complete facts. With his hand just about ready to touch the sky, he reaches deep within you, three thick digits performing a graceful dance on the slippery stage of your pussy walls, when he grabs your lower lip between his teeth. Your response is felt, hard, as you clench around the intrusion, and he digs his teeth in, harder. The elevator beeps open on a new floor, but you are unbothered by whether you invite a new audience or not. If they come in, hopefully, they enjoy it as much as you do. Probably not.
“Tall words,” is what tries to leave your mouth, but your entire body squirming under his attention swallows any chutzpah your words could have conveyed. His sturdy fingers touch all the right points, from his thumb soothing your engorged nub, to his digits ensconced in your warmth curling into the patch that is making your head hit the walls for the nineteenth time today. His lazy lips suck, bite and pinch any skin they find, tracing your jawline with his spittle, and you’ve never been this turned on, so keyed up, this stimulated from all ends, that you can’t control the cascading orgasm gushing through you.
Your body feels like rubber, still reeling from the effects - your climax feels endless, like an onslaught that refuses to end. From what, just fingering? Only when Jimin kisses your cheek, in adoration almost, and plucks his digits out of you, do you truly return from your high to plant your feet on planet Earth.
Your hand is still digging into his tie, which is crumpled beyond recognition - and you pull him into you. Your lips fit again, like they always knew how to, not a string of awkwardness, shifting of positions, or adjustments of angles - it just fits right. Jimin breaks contact, much to your pique, until he brings his sullied fingers to fill in in his lips’ stead; your eyes shut at the taste you were unprepared for, moaning loudly to convey your approval of his ideas.
“I love a woman who can enjoy herself,” Jimin mutters in marvel, smearing the leftover juices on his fingers onto your lips. “Love that you don’t quiet down.” When you dart your tongue out to taste the rest, his fingers block your way, only to whisper “Allow me,” before diving in to taste your arousal intermingled with your saliva. It is intoxicating, every move of his awakening a new cell of lechery you didn’t know you had in you.
You do exactly as he desired, you’re loud and messy. Open-mouthed kisses and intense, throaty moans to respond to every right thing he does, which is basically everything; your tongues meld together to taste whatever the other did, and your hands move messily across his whole body, trying to feel him through the multiple layers of cloth he adorns. The only part you can feel is his hardened cock, stiff and unrelenting; your palms come down to his ass and push him to you, grinding his cock against your wet core. If you caught him by surprise, he doesn’t show it, still fully lost in making out with you. You are caught unaware though, his taut butt cheeks are not what you had expected. Plump, cushy, a handful to grab - what a marvel of science he is.
"I believe I have a favor to return," you offer when both your lips retire for a breather.
"It was wholly my pleasure, but seeing as you're eager, I won't say no," Jimin says, before diving into your lips again.
If it wasn't enough to scar that poor old couple who witnessed your sordid conditions back then, you effectively scar Jimin's entire floor.
With great difficulty you both detach yourselves, only to get back to each other like the strongest magnets known to man. It was a tug of war; who was tugging who, where, what, none of it made sense. Jimin tugged you towards his room while you simply tried to pull him closer to yourself. Your lips would have been away a total of two seconds, in the minute-long walk it would have taken to get to his room.
Frustrated halfway, Jimin pushes you against a wall, one hand still wet from your orgasm coming up to grab your chin as he speaks practically into your mouth.
"What a feisty bitch," he breathes out as you dig in harder, both with your palms in his hair and your crotch on his leg, "Let me get you to the fucking room."
"I don't know, you've awoken something in me," you snap back as you attack his blemished neck, "I don't mind the corridor as long as you put on a good show."
"Oh, you can count on me for that, but-" he grabs your wandering hands, crosses them behind your waist to hold you in place, only to have you wrap your leg around him and pull him closer.
Undeterred, he twirls you around, and you are shoved into the wall chest-first and he presses into your ass. Through his taut pants, you can feel his cock again, and the pressure of your cheeks makes him moan, and you hiss on feeling his unstinting thickness, the anticipation of feeling it stretch your walls making you salivate.
A rough smack echoes in the empty aisles, and a second later you feel it sting on your ass. Bringing his hand back to your chin, he turns your face to the left, planting your cheek against the wall, only to get greater access to your shoulder, so he can-
"Fuck! Dude!"
It's your voice, trying to be cross with him for biting deep into your shoulder, but even he can see through your barely-there ruse, tonguing over his very prominent teeth marks that have you rutting against the wall. Just any friction at this point will get you off, and now you're not beneath grinding the whole wall just for a hint of release. Remember that woman with dignity? A figment of your imagination. She was never there.
"As I was saying," Jimin starts again, voice perfectly steady for how hard his cock is, "I'd like to fuck you into my bed if that's okay with you."
Filthy courteous. A gentlemanly freak. An oxymoron of the highest order, and you don't know who to write a check to for this blessing.
"Fine.”
“Yeah, I better take matters in my own hands,” and he does what you had anticipated, but not quite - you were expecting a bridal lift, his hands perched under your back and your knees, but he does you one better. You are now flung over, waist digging into his shoulders as his arm rests just below your dress hem. That reminds you - your dress isn’t even long enough to possibly manage this position without flashing every occupant who traverses this hall. “Talented hands, aren’t they?”
Dignity be damned.
“Oh my God, put me down!” you yell in protest, ignoring the heat rising to your cheeks at this ungainly position.
Mostly, because his wandering palms still haven’t had their fill. One such sneaker slipped under the fabric to give your cheek a tight squeeze, and you squeak at the unanticipated intrusion. “What part of this is any better?” You huff as he hikes your skirt up, exposing the fleshy mounds, “Someone sees you, and you’re gonna have handcuffs slapped in an instant.”
“Maybe I can borrow them for a specific someone who-” he pauses to smack your right cheek, roughly, the quiet hours of the passage being tainted by your vulgar pursuits, “-can’t keep her hands to herself,” he finishes with another smack on the same cheek, and the sting is brutal, but only goads you further.
“Jimin, you’re revealing to be nastier than I ever thought.” Your tongue snakes out to lick your lips, which had gotten dry from either all your hydration moving downtown or the lack of kissing in the past, well, forty seconds.
From your limited vision, you can see the ninety-degree turn Jimin makes, before the shuffling and distinct sound of a door clicking open, before the scene around you changes.
“What gave it away?” Jimin snickers, flinging you over the bed, “Was it the tonguing in the elevator,” he unbuttons his coat and proceeds to take it off, “or was it the fingering out in the open?” He slowly moves to meticulously hang his coat in the closet, a very unnecessary move considering your current disposition.
“Or maybe, it’s all the things I’ve yet to do to you,” he quietly ends.
You raise yourself, balancing on your elbows as you watch him regard you, eyes tantalizing every hair on your neck as his tongue juts out to trace his upper lip, slowly. Your own eyes follow his tongue with a dizzying fixation, that beguiling muscle that shows no strain in its movement after the carnage it released onto you. It’s so alive, you can almost feel it against your cunt as they draw you into flashbacks of it snacking on your cum, muttering bawdy words of affection that would make inventors of the language shy away in shame.
The silence is too much, too arousing yet nowhere near culmination. You break it, sighing, “You’ve got to be hurting too,” as you bring your gaze to his hardness, staunch and stiff against his pants.
“I don’t know,” Jimin takes his first step towards you, “I’m a man of taste, and the night is young,” he finishes, standing at the edge of the bed, his cocky demeanor commanding you to give in, letting time tick by, because he just knows. He knows you can and will pounce.
“Well, you might be a man of taste,” you get on your knees on the bed, and catch his tie to tug him back for the umpteenth time tonight, but this time making the right decision to take a step further and remove it, ready to fling it away from sight - but he grabs it, wrapping it around your marred neck, knotting it a little too tight - you choke only slightly, but your raspy words come out undeterred, “but I’m not a woman of patience.”
“Oh, I could tell when you were ready to climb me like a tree in the corridor,” he shakes the tie knot, having you sway along, until he pushes you back on the bed.
Crawling over and hovering above your body, his knees straddle yours, until he moves his right knee between your legs to slowly push your dress up, slithering upward until the joint makes contact with your center, still dripping from your earlier climax. You shamelessly gyrate, not bothered that his dress pants now need some hushed laundry, as he undoes his cuffs while not letting his gaze move from you even for the briefest second.
The buttons on his shirt had been irking you all night, irking you enough to halt your grinding to slide yourself up and start undressing him in earnest. Jimin halts to simply stare at you, your fingertips laced in need as every button glides out and gives up on its assignment. Once you pull out his shirt and undo the last one, you look up and meet his gaze, letting your fingers graze the lone strip of exposed skin as your hand moves from his hip to his chest, and you swear you feel his skin quake under your touch.
The atmosphere between you two is electric, your line of sight could crackle under the sheer intensity - but before the air bursts into flames, you slide both your hands along his chest and under the fabric, shucking it off of his exquisite frame, and boy. His limber body, the lines of defining muscles canvassing his torso is terrorizing your pussy, and your digits flutter back to run their tips over your new finding - in thin, spindly letters a ‘NEVERMIND’ bedecked his pale skin. He watches you with a keen eye, and you can hear nothing but the stilled sound of each other’s breaths.
“Does this come with a story?” You jest, but rush to add, “I mean, you don’t have to tell me - if it’s personal or -”
Jimin’s grin interrupts your sentence, as he wraps around you with his arms in an effort to pull you closer - a stark contrast to the man a few minutes ago fully content in using his tie on you like a personalized leash.
“You’re cute,” he coos, “and no, no story. Just a reminder to not mind the worthless aspects of life.”
“Feels like there’s a lot of subtext to that.”
“Maybe. For now,” he grabs your wrist, hand dangerously close to his nipple, “it’s not a rule you need to mind.”
“Oh,” you smile, fully catching his drift but walking into that trap anyway, “what would you like me to mind?”
Your hand is pulled downward, until it settles on the generous mound that peeks under his pants - and when you clamp down on the tip over the cloth, he breathes a soft “This, please.”
“Who would have known,” you chuckle, the poise in your tone not reaching your hands as they work on ridding him of his pants, “you know how to ask for things, instead of pushing me around like a ragdoll,” and instead you push him down, landing him onto the plethora of pillows that decorate this plush bed. When you finally pull his pants down, you’re caught tongue-tied, and you might as well be fully tied, because you stop in your track when you witness what you’ve uncovered.
“Fuck.”
There’s not a part of his body that doesn’t flow into the other one like butter, but his thighs - his thighs - the angel creating Jimin sure broke a few laws, and is well on their way to hell, because those thighs did not get made in anything remotely holy. There are rocks on planet earth that are probably softer than his thighs, now flexed under your scrutiny - probably only to be beaten by his rock-hard dick.
“I might be wrong, but someone complained that the pace was too slow,” he grunts, a dangerous smirk on his perfect lips.
Wading through intense complaints from that one oversexed side of your brain, you detach your eyes from his thighs to drag it up to his face, which is now placed on his weaved fingers, regarding you with a cocky smile, the effect he has on you clear as day. You shake your head with a smile - he’s got you stupid before his dick can.
“It’s only fair,” you call out but hasten yourself, finally ridding him of his pants and boxers - and when his dick bounces out, you feel a jolt hit your cunt like lightning, and pull a short breath when it slaps against his abs - a failed attempt to complete your moot sentence and yet no voice leaves your throat. All you know is that you’re ready to face Armageddon just to catch that dick between your legs.
“Cock got your tongue?” you hear the cheeky man respond to your drooling.
You don’t answer, choosing to bend down sultrily, landing a sweet, innocent kiss onto the leaking head, pulling away to see the bare minimum strings of precum stretch, trying to pull your lips back onto his dick before snapping.
“Oh, fuck, you…” Jimin speaks to nothing, voice far too strained for it to be a real threat.
“Fuck me? Soon, baby.”
He laughs in anguish as your tongue continues to torment his volcanic dick - kitten licks barely covering the head - every brief contact you make, you can feel his thighs clench, hardening in anticipation of anything more than what you’re offering. Finally, you flatten your tongue and roll it around, and for the first time tonight, a hiss followed by a moan emanates from the man who had been tormenting you so far.
Just when you’re getting bold, a hand digs into your hair, clawing at your scalp, and the pain involuntarily throws your mouth open - an opportunity Jimin grabs with his dick, pushing into you till you’re sufficiently stuffed.
“Ah, that’s perfect. Is this what you wanted?” He shakes the fist of hair as his cock shifts around in your mouth, “To test me till I snap? To make me treat you like the ragdoll that you are?”
Even with your mouth full, you try to smirk at him - this is not a tactic you should employ with him, but when have you ever learned your lesson? Your willingness to play his game has Jimin in bliss, and you feel it when his dick twitches under the attention of your tongue. He stays there for a while, enjoying the warmth of your mouth.
“Look at that, the peace in the air when you’re not off being a mouthy slut,” he thrusts in harder, never letting the hold on your hair dwindle, “Happy? Is the whore in you satisfied? I bet not.” A harder thrust, your throat finally voicing its limits in a feeble groan, but Jimin pays heed to none, “Bet you don’t know what life is like without a cock in hand and another in your mouth.”
You mewl at his words, the obscenities only sending harder pulses to your cunt. Jimin lets go of your hair for a fleeting moment, allowing you to move if you need to - you do, but the prospect of making him come overrides any need for relief, and you stay put where he left you, dick reaching an ungodly point in your throat.
“Yeah,” he grins, a snarky smile as he continues plunging into your mouth in short, rough motions, “fucking thought so. Gonna use your throat so well, I don’t want you talking for days. A toy like you doesn’t need to run their mouth as you do - suck you fucking whore, what are you waiting for?”
You whimper, for the only reason that his girth doesn’t give you much space to suck on. Still, you hollow your cheeks out as far as you can, bobbing your head in whatever space your throat provides without alerting your gag reflex, and you hear Jimin sigh in return. The ringing pain in your jaw is making its presence known more and more with every passing second, but you refuse to give in with every breath that’s left in you.
He starts fucking your mouth in earnest, every thrust accompanied by a delectable groan on his part, and he controls the pace while you’re just left to take his assault. Rolling your eyes up, you let yourself enjoy the scene unfolding in front of you, his clenched jaw, blissed-out face, neck scattered in your earlier attacks - your vagina feels incredibly empty, and after some pumps, you tap his thigh (are they made of metal?!) to ask, plead, beg to cut to the chase.
He empties your mouth, face slightly contorted in worry, but you assuage him quickly, “You know,” your voice is barely yours anymore, sounding hoarse and scratchy, and it catches you by surprise as you bring your hand to wrap your neck with a surprised ‘o’ on your lips. Jimin laughs out loud - stop shifting personas so fast! - as you continue, “As I was saying, my pussy is wetter than my mouth,” you cock your head to the side, “if you’d like to try?”
“Oh,” his eyes turn dark, more demon than human, as an idea forms in his head and he comes on to his knees, “I can fix that.”
His hand in your hair dislodges itself, bringing itself down to the tie you don, wrapping it around his fist and tugging you closer - the tightening grip forces you to open your mouth, breathing heavily. At this diminished distance, you can see the telltale signs of his advancing orgasm, beads of sweat lining his multicolored hairline, lips bitten from his teeth digging to halt the high from taking over (although, you have to take half the blame there) - but before you can look into it further, he makes his move.
Two fat globs of spit, released with vigor, land plumb on your eager tongue, and you can taste him again, taste his sweetness with a hint of your own, and you want to savor the taste - but you wait for his order.
“Now that’s perfect, isn’t it?” He gives you a snarky grin before pushing you down, impaling your mouth with his dick again, this time his own saliva coating his length and he pushes in again. Everything he did, everything he does, only brings your attention to your empty pussy, and his honeyed voice rumbling at the feeling of your mouth only makes the emptiness worse. In the inconvenient position, you shuffle your hands forth to cup his balls - they feel tight and ready to release into you, and you give them light, punishing squeezes to make them do exactly that.
But the taste of his cum never comes, because in one swooping motion, he frees himself of your mouth’s hold and - surprisingly - moves off the bed.
“Hey, wha-oh!”
For a flash second, you thought he wasn’t content with edging you alone, extending his edging kink onto himself, he roughly tugs you to the end of the bed, bringing you to stand.
“I’m going to nail you into this fucking bed,” he grits out, before turning you around and crudely shoving your face into the bedding, “and your job is to shut up and take it. Got it?”
Holy fuck. Have you ever been this turned on, enough to paralyze your tongue from forming any word?
“I said,” his fingers find their familiar spot in your hair as he pulls you up, biting words unleashing into your ear, “Got it? Don’t make me repeat myself.”
“Yesyesyesye-” You unleash an outpour of the one word that’s running through your mind, all the way up until you are unceremoniously stuffed into the bed again, and you wait, with bated breaths - the familiar rustle of a condom wrapper in the background - but instead of his thick length, you find his fingers again, and you groan for some respite.
Jimin laughs at your neediness. “Just checking if you were wet enough,” he says, “but I don’t know why there was any doubt.”
“You better hurry up before I suck it all back in,” you attempt a feeble threat.
The head of his cock finally pokes at your entrance, and you are already wailing, fingers bunching up the bedding as he pushes in further. “Haven’t you-shi-” Jimin stutters, “-haven’t you had enough sucking?”
You don’t even try a glib response - it would never come, because he bottoms out, and your walls are stretching to accommodate his dick, pressing all the right points to send your head into a whole new dimension, where pleasure is the only emotion you feel. His cock twitches inside, and you pull yourself out of your palace of desire to whisper at him to move.
He makes no move, and you’re not sure what he’s waiting for - you go to repeat yourself louder, just to be su-
Smack!
The unexpected lash on your left cheek jerks you, shifting his dick in you and making you clench further. You can hear the move affect him as he hisses and pushes you flush against the bed.
“Wow,” you’re panting, out of breath before you even start, “even at this point, you find a way to drag this out.”
“Trust me, if you had my view right now,” Smack! Another slap hits you, and you clench harder, this time bringing a full-blown groan from Jimin as he holds onto your hip to steady himself, “even you’d take your own, sweet time.”
Every slap henceforth only hurls you further towards your orgasm, words no longer working for you so you resort to communicating only through wails and whines, hoping he would decipher your pleas.
When he finally moves again, you all but scream Hallelujah to the angels puppeteering him from the heavens, and you take note of your current situation - you’re perilously close to your orgasm. This has been record-timing, from penetration to orgasming, and you rush to pay attention to the nub thrumming since this whole ordeal began. Sliding your hand under the frame of your body, and you-
“Ah, tsk, that’s not happening.”
Somehow Jimin - who was lost in the dreamland of your pussy, you know, you checked - caught your move, and now has your arm twisted behind as you wail and unfruitfully search for the orgasm that is almost yours. The one thing that shuts you up is his double-handed spank, each side facing the equal brunt of your actions, as Jimin hisses and slows his pace.
“Shut the fuck up,” his hands come down and dig into your supple cheeks, squeezing them and pulling them apart. “Your body is mine to use. So pipe the fuck down,” he growls, before setting his eyes on your newly exposed hole.
“You can tell me when to-fuck-when to stop,” he breathlessly utters, “but other than that, just lay back and take it like a good little plaything.” You cry a loud yes to his patronizing words - at this point, he could very well ask you for a billion-dollar check and you’d happily bid farewell to all your possessions.
He lands a spitwad on your ringed hole, the cool wetness making it pulsate while your clit palpitates in anticipation and your hold on his dick tightening. His thumb traces a circle before shallowly digging inside.
“Jimin, oh God, more, more-” you don’t know what you’re chanting for, the buzz getting you drunk on his actions and making it harder and harder to keep your orgasm at bay.
A dark, sinister snigger lined with need leaves Jimin’s short-winded voice. “So you’re an anal whore too,” he lightly moves his thumb in the confines, your responding moan triggering more chuckles, “no one is surprised.”
“F-fu-oh God I-” you can’t even gather the wits to give him a fitting reply, especially because his dick is thrusting into you in new directions.
“You’ll let a stranger just about fuck you anywhere,” he adds to the growing pile of awards he’s presenting to you, grinning ear to ear at your lack of diction, “tell me, Y/N, tell me you’re a needy, insatiable whore. Scream it, let the neighbors hear you.” A particularly deep thrust hits you hard, at the right spot, and you push yourself back on his dick, angling yourself right, “fuckin’ do it, Y/N, or else I’ll finish and leave you.”
You shriek at the thought of it, the coil in your belly taut and threatening to snap, your brain rushes to stitch the right words and before you know it, you’re spewing them at him. “Oh-oh yes, yes, yes, I’m a desperate whore, I need to be filled every day, and every night, can’t leave my - oh fucking hell, right there - my pussy empty, shit, and why should I? When dick like yours exists?!”
His thumb twists inside, breaching in enough to be able to curl a joint, and you take that as an acceptance. Your whole body thrums to the beat of his thrust, tips of your toes curling inward, attempting to halt your libido from seeping out of you, and you’re certain the establishment is never letting you set foot inside ever again after the fest you carried tonight.
“Gah, your pussy is just-so tight, I want to you fuck you open over, and over, and over again,” Jimin’s hips pump into you with ceaseless vigor, chasing his own high while tending to both your holes. “I’m going to leave you dripping for days.”
“Oh-oh-Jimin! I’m goi-ugh-fuck, no one will fuck me this goo-ah!”
Even with your spastic and incomplete verbiage, the content reaches him, and a passing cloud of clemency (and his swiftly approaching peak) brings him to slip two fingers of his unoccupied hand down. But jerk that he is, they do nothing except tap your clit, lightly, softly, with no destination in sight.
You continue to egg him on, “Gonna feel your dick in me for day-ohhh fucking hell-days to come, gonna feel you in me! Please, please let me come, I can’t-I-”
“Just a little more baby,” Jimin coos, a hitch in his throat hinting you that he too is at the end of his run, “Tell me more,” he hisses as his digits land a hard thwack right on your clit.
“Oh right there, right there-Jimin please please I need to come so bad, I’m gonna think of this night forever,” you’re crying at this point, the pressure of holding back swarming tears in your eyes, tongue letting just about anything out. “Any day I have bad sex I’m gonna think of you, any day I have good sex I’ll think of you, cuz no way in hell am I getting dicked down this good-shit I’m gonna-” you pause for a breather, “Jimin, please let me come!!”
He finally lays a soft kiss on your back, whispering “Go on, cream my cock like you’ve been longing to do” before the two digits press firmly onto your clit and draw figures over it - what figures, you can’t tell, because your orgasm washes over you with the force of all the mighty waterfalls all over the world, combined. Both the walls of your pussy and you are spasming, the pinnacle of your orgasm coursing through your body, trying to find an outlet to the boundless energy it carries. It finally leaves through your mouth, a loud, elongated moan marking the end of the fuck of a lifetime.
Jimin grunts at the way your pussy clamps over his cock, and in two more pumps he’s emptying himself into the rubber, utter hushed cusses until he comes down from his climax. His fatigued build falls onto your back, a soft hand wrapping around your waist as you both catch your escaping breaths.
“I thought I was gonna die over there,” you finally snort, as much as your breath allows you to, “do you keep all your women waiting like that?”
He just laughs, pulling his softening member out and discarding the condom, “I’m not sure what you mean. All I remember is you telling me I dicked you down goo-ow!” He laughs as you slap his chest in jest.
Jimin pulls you to the pillows and kisses you, deep and sensual, lips telling you he hasn’t had his fill, but body limp and heated and begging for a break. As you attempt to adjust your dress, he halts you by pinning your hands to his chest, and you simply give in to his wordless demand.
With your head laid on his shoulder, air filled with a relaxing silence, you let your pointer finger drag along his chest, tracing the prominent tattoo, catching his flinch as you linger over his nipple.
“You know, I too have a tattoo, a pity you couldn’t catch it.”
“Oh?” Jimin cocks his head back to meet your gaze, the tiredness evaporating in an instant to give way to renewed vigor. Your outfit is a sight to behold, crumpled dress bunched above your hips, the straps of your dress messy and astray, falling off your shoulders, and his lone tie still surviving the ordeal across your neck. Through the thin fabric, he can see what he actually didn’t catch - your soft breasts devoid of his branding, and if he looks carefully, he can spot your juicy nipples pebbled under the jeweled cloth. Pulling the tie to have you fall back into him, he hums softly, palm coming forth to grab the shunned mounds of flesh.
“Where might that be?” he softly asks, inching closer and closer to your cleavage.
You shrug playfully, his ministrations already taking over your mind. Slipping one strap off your shoulder, you murmur, “Why don’t you find out?”
Within a blink, you’re trapped, caged underneath his whole body. He bends low, his unicorn strands tickling your cheek as he licks a soft stripe against the shell of your ear, before whispering, “Oh, you bet I will.”
Thank you for making it to the end! For more of my writing, find my masterlist here. As always, thoughts and feedbacks are greatly appreciated!
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found trouble || p.sh (m)
"After not hearing from Seonghwa for weeks, you find him outside your home in the middle of the night. Needless to say, you have a lot of pent-up anger, but so does he."
🏍 Pairing: biker!Seonghwa x richGirl!Reader (afab)
🏍 Rating/Genres/AUs: M(18+); Angst, smut; Biker au, bad boy/rich girl au, friends to lovers
🏍 Warnings: reader has she/her pronouns, lots of arguing and insults, cursing, pet names (princess, baby), reader cries 😔, oral (f & m rec), fingering, unprotective sex (take the necessary precautions!), p in v, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, reader is a brat and Seonghwa doesn’t have that, pussy and ass smacking, hickeys/marks, hwa’s a bit of perv at the end oops
🏍 Word Count: 4k
🏍 Author's Note: Okay, you guys asked for it! Part two of Seeking Trouble. Big shout out to my 🪱 anon in my feedback form who was the catalyst to me actually writing a part two. The "emotionally constipated brat tamer hwa" really stuck with me LOL. Anyway, thank you for the support everyone! ♥️ Please enjoy.
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Tossing your phone onto your bed, you let out a big huff.
That stupid prick.
It’s been four weeks since you heard from Seonghwa.
Four weeks since your last late-night trip to the hilltop outside of town. You’ve tried to contact him, but every text message and phone call goes unanswered. After a few days, you gave up trying to reach him, but you can’t help but check your phone every few hours anyway.
Nearly another week passes when you’re woken by a low rumble outside.
You’ve heard that sound plenty of times. Perhaps the familiarity is what pulled you out of your slumber.
You hurriedly climb out of bed, tugging on your night robe as you stumble to the window.
You can’t see the lights from Seonghwa’s bike, but you know he’s out there. At least, he was out there.
There’s a temptation to climb out of your window to find him; however, your path downward is nonexistent—unlike the movies. You’re not stupid enough to try either.
Instead, you quickly snatch up a pair of shoes and slip them on as you rush out of your room quietly.
It’s cold outside, and the robe you wear doesn’t warm you at all.
You wrap your arms around yourself, and peer left and right. There’s no sign of him.
You strain your ears but also don’t hear the sound of his motorbike.
Cursing mentally at your shit timing, you start to turn around. Though, shuffling to your left makes you halt.
“Who’s there?” you shout in a whisper.
More shuffling, then there’s a low voice.
“Don’t you know it’s safer to stay quiet in situations like these?”
Seonghwa’s figure appears from around the corner of your house.
“Oh, shut it! What are you doing here? Why have you been ignoring me?” you huff, walking toward him.
Seonghwa starts to remove his habitual leather jacket once he sees your appearance, but you stop him with a hand up.
“I don’t want it,” you stubbornly say.
He eyes you for a moment but goes through with his intention anyway.
His body heat from the jacket feels good over your shoulders; however, you’re still mad at him, so you shrug it off and let it fall to the floor.
Seonghwa sighs, picking it up and shaking off whatever dirt got on it.
“Are you going to answer me or—”
“Glad to know you’re still the same you,” he interrupts.
You furrow your brows. “Did you lose brain cells on your little vacation? Answer my—”
“I don’t know why you’re the one upset, you wanted the space,” he replies, face hardening at the memory from weeks ago.
Two days after the hilltop rendezvous, he got an envelope slipped under his shop’s door. In it, was a message from you stating you were tied of his boring life and to forget about whatever was going on between you two. To make it better (or worse), there was a hefty amount of cash in it.
“What the hell are you talking about, Hwa?” you ask.
“Did you lose brain cells on your vacation?” he repeats your insult earlier.
You glare at him, crossing your arms over your chest.
“No,” you reply firmly.
You scan his features. It’s hard to read his thoughts with his blank stare, but you can tell from the increased rise and fall of his chest that he’s mad.
Good.
He can stay mad.
“Here,” he pulls out a white envelope from his back pocket and hands it to you.
You take it, confused.
“What’s this?” you wonder and peek inside. Your eyes widen at the sight of cash. Swiftly, you shove it against his chest.
“I don’t fucking want your stolen money,” you hiss. “Where on earth did you get this?!”
“Are you playing stupid?” he straight up asks, to which you’re taken aback.
“You’re trying to get me arrested,” you accuse.
“No,” he growls through clenched teeth. “I’m giving back your money. I don’t need a monetary incentive to leave you alone. I’m not desperate… Unlike you.”
You blink at him, mouth dropping open.
“First, are you high or something? I never gave you this money. Second, what am I desperate for? I have more money than what’s in that envelope.”
Seonghwa shoves the money back in your hands, and for a moment, it’s like a game of hot potato with both of you exchanging the cash. Eventually, it finds itself on the floor between you and him.
“It was slipped under my shop’s door weeks ago, and from what I know, no one from your family knows about the place, so they couldn’t have framed you. None of my brothers would do this either, so,” he trails off to let you connect the dots.
You listen to him attentively, becoming more puzzled with each word that leaves his mouth.
“I didn’t do that,” you say with a shake of your head.
Seonghwa glances at the envelope with a deep sigh.
“Why are you being so difficult? Just let this end like you wanted it to,” he exasperates.
“I haven’t visited your shop in a month. That,” you point to the cause of this argument, “wasn’t me.”
You try to think of who could’ve done this but come up blank. The only thing you can think of is someone had followed you and delivered the message. But who would care that much that you hung out with Seonghwa?
Does this mean your family knows?
Seonghwa looks up, hair covering his eyes, but you don’t need to see them to know how he’s feeling. The tightness in his jaw gives it away. He’s furious.
He’s rarely gotten this upset when around you. Your brain works overtime to think of a way to calm him down.
“If I wanted to end things, I would’ve done it to your face… without money,” you say.
“Then do it.”
His tone is hard. Cold. Emotionless.
“Do what?”
“End it.”
“End this?” you try to clarify, gesturing between your bodies.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, princess.”
Although the nickname has never been a favorite, it’s never sounded so cruel until now.
“Seonghwa,” you say quietly.
He takes a step closer, and you take one step back.
He takes another, and so do you.
The action reoccurs until your back is pressed against your house’s wall.
“You want someone to take you away from this town? Find someone else,” he demands. “As I said before, Jongho would’ve itched your desire for freedom. But at this point, find someone I don’t know. Jongho doesn’t deserve to be treated how you’ve treated me.”
“What are you talking about?” You try to steady your trembling voice. Something about his words makes your heart clench painfully.
“I know you’re smart, baby. I know you know what you’re doing.”
A shake of your head.
He scoffs and moves away from your body to trek a small circle to calm his nerves. You stay pressed against the wall. You get a feeling you’re not invited to move.
“You’re so tired of this life you live. You need something new. Something–someone–that gives you a thrill, right?” he questions.
You stay quiet.
“I do that, don’t I? I give you that thrill you crave,” he continues and steps closer again.
When you don’t reply, he tilts your head to get a better look at you.
“I asked you a question.”
“You do.”
“And that’s all I do. That’s all you need me for,” he concludes.
“That’s not true,” you argue.
“It’s not? Then why do you want me to stay?”
You swallow hard.
The first response in your head is because you like him. But that’s too simple. And that’s not something you’re fully on terms with.
Your hesitation confirms Seonghwa’s already-made answer.
He scoffs harshly and starts to move away again, but you quickly reach out to grab his arm.
Something about your touch causes Seonghwa to slip out of your reach and pin your wrists to the wall in a matter of seconds. You don’t even realize what’s happening until he’s done and glaring at you with daggers you don’t want pointing at you.
“Because you want someone at your beck and call? Because you want to fuck someone your parents won’t approve of? Does that make you feel like the ‘badass’ you so desperately want to be? You want to be reckless and careless and free-willed?” he taunts. “You can be all that with someone else.”
“I only want you,” you plead, voice betraying your attempt to stay strong.
Seonghwa can see the wall you’ve built chip away. It motivates him to push onward.
“You only want me because I’m already here. If we were to end this, you’d have to start from scratch,” he says.
“No,” you say lowly, but Seonghwa ignores you. He ignores the weakness of your voice and the glossiness of your eyes.
“Or maybe you’re afraid no one will put up with your bratty attitude. You’re going to be stuck in this big mansion, playing Simon Says for the rest of your life because you’re too much of a coward to leave the nest—”
“Stop!” you cry, a few tears falling from your eyes. You tug your wrists from his grasp roughly and push his chest.
He stumbles back but still stares at you viciously.
“Did I get it all right, Yn?”
Your real name sounds foreign from his mouth, and it sparks the defiance inside you.
“No, because your brain is fucking empty,” you snarl. “You don’t know anything!”
He laughs darkly. “I got it all right because you wouldn’t be so upset if I didn’t. You’re just a rich, little—”
“I want you to stay because I like you!” you bark quickly.
That shuts Seonghwa’s yappy mouth.
His jaw clenches once, twice, then he’s rolling his eyes.
“You like the idea of me. You like the leather, the bike, the trouble, the freedom.”
You’re too mad to give a damn anymore.
You stalk toward him, giving his torso a shove with each word you spew.
“I like your humor, your laugh, your thoughtfulness, your stupid smile. I like how you let me vent. I like that you’re not faking who you are with me.”
You’re breathing heavily at this point, tears streaming down your face. Your anger is what’s keeping you warm on the chilly night. It’s what’s driving you to keep talking. To keep spilling your inner thoughts to the man before you.
“The trouble attracted me, but your personality made me stay. You and your stupid—” a hiccup. “Your stupid—”
You try to finish your sentence, but the words won’t come out. The only thing that escapes your throat is a choked sob.
Your fists are clenched in Seonghwa’s shirt, head resting against his chest as you heave.
Seonghwa’s standing still as he listens to your cries.
He came to check on you despite his better judgment—disguised as returning the money. This… This he never could have imagined happening.
Seonghwa’s been aware of his feelings for you for a while. He came to terms with them and accepted that they would only be reciprocated in his dreams. Though, now that he knows your true feelings, he’s stumped.
You sniffle and gradually pull away.
“Go,” you rasp.
You reach down and hold out the envelope.
“I may not have given this to you originally, but it’s obvious this person was right. This was going to end eventually. Why not now? Consider this payment for gas or whatever.”
Seonghwa looks at the envelope.
He does nothing for a while, and it makes you agitated. You shake the envelope and are about to repeat yourself when Seonghwa slaps the item out of your hands and grabs your extended hand.
He tugs you to him, crashing his lips upon yours so roughly it hurts your lips.
But the pain is welcomed.
The pain in your lips eases the pain in your heart.
Your arms wrap around his neck before jumping in his hold. He catches you with ease, gripping you harder than necessary.
His tongue moves quickly in your mouth, claiming it in a way you’ve never experienced before.
You’re tightening your legs around his waist when the sound of a window opening above pulls you both apart.
Your mother peeks her head out and stares down with bugged-out eyes. She calls your full name, but the effect it once had doesn’t stir in you now.
Seonghwa lets you go and starts to step away, but again, you stop him.
“Take me somewhere,” you say, ignoring the yelling your mom is doing. Soon, your dad’s voice joins hers.
Seonghwa’s shoulders deflate a little. “Some things never change, huh?”
You shake your head and step closer. “Take me somewhere so I can stay with you. You’re right. I’m a coward. I don’t want to be their puppet anymore.”
He licks his lips in thought.
“Please, Hwa,” you beg. “I’m serious. I’m ready to leave it all behind.”
Seonghwa smirks slightly, glancing from your parents and back to you. “All for some guy in leather?”
You smile, grabbing his helmet and handing it to him. He shakes his head and pushes it toward you instead. He wasn’t prepared for extra company and only has one. He would rather you wear it.
Seonghwa pushes the motorbike’s kickstand with his foot before climbing on.
“All for some guy in leather with a dorky smile,” you say as you follow suit.
“Get off that bike right now! Have you lost your mind?” your mother yells.
“I’m going to call the cops on you, young man. Kidnapping is a big crime, punishable by law!” your dad adds.
“What does he have on you, Yn? What are you doing? No—! Stop! Stop that motorbike!”
Your mom’s voice fades off into the night as Seonghwa drives off.
You’re smiling like crazy beneath the helmet. For the first time, you feel the weight off your shoulders fully. You know you’ll have to face your parent’s wrath eventually, but for now, you’re worry-free. Your shackles are gone. You finally made the decision you’ve been wanting to make. You just needed a little push… A little help.
Despite Seonghwa’s earlier warnings when you first met, you release your hold on his waist and spread your arms out. Your eyes close as you feel the wind rush past you. For a few seconds, you feel like you’re flying.
You’re liberated.
You’re addicted to the feeling.
Seonghwa moves a hand to rest on one of your thighs while he slows his speed. He can hear your laughing and cheers as he drives, and it brings a smile to his lips—lifting his spirit.
The moment you arrive at Seonghwa’s small apartment, you’re tugging off each other's clothes. You both move with haste. Your hands and mouths are all over the other. It’s as if you only have ten minutes to live.
“Fuck, I missed your mouth,” you gasp as he’s flicking your clit with the tip of his tongue fast. Two of his fingers are gliding in and out of your soaked hole, filling his apartment with lewd noises.
He hums against you as he pulls away.
Seonghwa continues to finger you open while he replies, “I bet you did. Your little toys didn’t do much for you, hm?”
“No,” you shake your head. “You feel so much better.”
He chuckles and lowers down again, licking and sucking your clit until you’re moaning his name continuously and squeezing his fingers as you come.
Seonghwa runs his tongue along his bottom lip as he sits back.
“Come ‘ere,” he murmurs and adjusts your body so you’re sitting upright on the couch—your ass close to the edge.
You spread your legs, reaching out with weak arms to pull him closer. He leans in to give you a sweet kiss.
He keeps his lips on yours while he presses his hard length against you, slowly rubbing it between your folds.
“Hwa,” you mewl into the kiss.
“What do you need?” he asks as he pulls away until his lips are brushing yours.
“You inside me.”
“You sure it’s not me without smart remarks?”
Flashbacks to that night whizz in your mind, and suddenly you fear he’ll leave you without an orgasm. Granted, you just came, but you still want more. You crave more.
Quickly, you clutch his sides so he can’t move away.
“No! ‘m sorry about that. You can say and do whatever you want,” you ramble in desperation.
Seonghwa smirks and angles your face upward slightly.
“See, baby? Punishments work.”
The comment makes you huff at him, pushing your nails into his skin slightly as you move your head out of his grasp. “Don’t be so cocky.”
“You gonna’ get smart with me right now, princess?” he chuckles dryly.
You stare at him, fighting the urge to snap back, but you lack self-control.
“You’re such a—”
Seonghwa raises an eyebrow in warning. There’s a small part of him that wants you to fight back just so he can punish you again.
“Sexy man.” You end lamely, ultimately deciding to comply so you can get what you’ve been craving for weeks—him.
He smiles. “Say what you were going to.”
You shake your head and tug his hips toward you, hinting at what you want. Seonghwa just moves back.
“Oh, don’t tell me you’re obedient now,” he coos mockingly.
“You are sexy,” you protest with a pout.
“But I’m also what?” he prompts.
You sigh, relenting, “You’re also an arrogant asshole.”
There’s a sharp pain against your cunt without warning.
“Repeat it.”
“Seonghwa,” you whine loudly. “Please, just need you inside me.”
“Repeat. It.”
“You’re an arrogant asshole.”
Seonghwa gives another slap against your aching pussy, then rubs your clit fast, causing your hips to buck.
“This arrogant asshole is going to fuck you until you can’t even say those words anymore.”
You don’t get the opportunity to reply as Seonghwa pushes his cock into your walls.
Your mouth falls open at the sensation, heading lolling back.
Seonghwa wastes no time as he starts moving his hips immediately. The stretch of his cock has your mind going muddy, words getting jumbled together to form incoherent sentences.
“My poor baby,” he murmurs and slows down, exchanging speed with power. “Been all alone in her big mansion.”
You whine at his words, remembering how alone you felt when he was away. How needy you were for his touch in the late of nights. Nothing could ever replace his touch, no matter how hard you tried to imitate it by moving your hands the way you remembered him doing.
“Missed you,” you mumble.
Seonghwa kisses your pouting lips.
“Needed me to sneak in and fuck you dumb, right?” he continues, and you nod.
He chuckles, thrusting in particularly hard and earning him a loud gasp from you.
“I always wanted to fuck you in that fancy bed of yours,” he confesses with another powerful snap of his hips. “I probably would’ve had to stuff your pretty mouth with your underwear to keep you quiet.”
“I wish you did,” you say breathlessly.
“Maybe we can make that happen when we get your stuff,” he smiles, pace becoming languid.
“You think they’d let me take stuff their money bought me?” you huff.
“Who says we need their permission?”
“I rather not be arrested by my family.”
“I doubt they’ll arrest you,” he laughs softly.
You shake your head. “They’re crazy. You never know.”
“We’ll work something out,” he promises.
At some point, you couldn’t decide if a relationship with Seonghwa was worth leaving the world you were familiar with behind. Though now, with him in your arms and completely in your heart, you know your answer.
You would happily give up your elegant big room for Seonghwa’s minimal small one.
Seonghwa ducks his face to give you another kiss, then he’s picking up his speed. Your body’s being pushed up the couch, and there are a few times Seonghwa grips your hips to readjust you.
“No one else, but me, right?” he pants against your ear. “You’re mine now?”
“Yes. Just yours, Hwa” you reply, walls squeezing around his thick cock as the pleasure builds inside your tummy.
Seonghwa reaches one hand down to circle your clit while the other pushes your chin up so he can have easy access to your neck. Before, he wasn’t allowed to mark your skin in case your family saw it. Now, he could do whatever he wanted.
Your eyes close, moans falling past your parted lips at all the pleasure Seonghwa is giving you.
“Wanna’ come,” you beg, pulling his body close. “Please let me come.”
Seonghwa can’t help but chuckle at how whiney your voice sounds. He knows you’re thinking about the last time on the hilltop.
“Show me how badly you want it,” he says, and then flips you both so you’re straddling his lap while he sits on the couch.
You don’t let the sudden position change distract you; your hips move as soon as you’re balanced.
Seonghwa groans lowly, one hand resting on your hip while the other goes back between your legs.
You’re rolling your hips so fast that your body aches quickly, but you push through the pain because the high you’re chasing is greater than that.
“Fucking my cock so well, princess,” Seonghwa praises.
You moan in response and soon, your legs are giving out and you’re collapsing against his chest as pleasure washes over you.
However, Seonghwa doesn’t let you rest as long as you wish. He’s pushing you onto your knees in front of him, pumping his cock rapidly.
Your hands rest on his thighs and you lean in, mouth falling open for him to use.
Seonghwa takes the invitation without a second thought—gliding his length between your lips and moving your head as he pleases.
His moans are getting louder the closer he gets to his climax.
The sounds of him hitting the back of your throat cause him to push you off as he releases over your chest.
“You missed,” you frown, glancing down at the white liquid scattered across your breasts.
“No, I didn’t,” he smirks. Despite knowing how much you love the taste of him, he couldn’t let you get away with the names you called him earlier.
Seonghwa bites his lower lip as he stares at the mess he made. “Could have you walk around like that for hours.”
You groan and push at his thighs lightheartedly. “Fucking perv.”
He laughs, offering you a hand to help you up.
“You wouldn’t like that?” he questions playfully.
“No!”
“Hm, sounds like a new form of punishment then,” he hums, more to himself.
“As if! You’re not making me waltz around your apartment covered in your cum.”
Seonghwa says nothing, but the smirk plastered on his face tells you he’s very serious.
“Not today,” he reassures. “Let’s get cleaned.”
You decide not to argue—partly because there’s a high chance he will conduct his new punishment idea—and nod, following him to the bathroom. However, something peeking out of the pile of discarded clothes catches your attention.
You make a quick detour and pluck out the once-white envelope.
Seonghwa turns to watch you when he notices you’re not behind him.
“You took this?” you ask, surprised.
He gives you a lopsided smile. “It’s mine after all.”
“I’m with a thief?” you laugh.
He shakes his head and takes the envelope out of your grasp. “No, I just take what’s mine.”
With the last word, he places the item down and pulls you against his chest.
“Oh? Do you?” you tease and move your arms around his neck.
“You disagree?” he asks.
“No,” you smile.
“Thought so,” he chuckles, pecking your lips. “Now, let’s go. I’m getting cold.”
He starts guiding you to the bathroom, but you turn to glance back briefly to look at him.
“Weakling,” you taunt.
As soon as you turn around, there’s a smack against your ass that has you stumbling slightly. Seonghwa makes no effort to stabilize you. Thankfully, you don’t actually fall.
“Get your ass in the shower, or I’ll tie you up and leave you with my cum over you,” he threatens, a devilish smile forming on his lips.
Your eyes narrow. You want to disobey him, but the better part of you knows better.
At least for tonight.
A/N: Again, thank you for the love you all gave this couple ♥️
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hi Rid! I love your stories and I just read your jimin hp au and it was SO HOT I SCREAMED, I love it so much thank you for writing. I’m Jimin biased and wanted to know if there’s any other jimin stories / fic authors on tumblr you can recommend plz? thanks you, I love you!!!
AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH, i'm so happy you liked 'all into you' !!! I LOVE YOU TOO BB
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to the moon by @hoebii (so so beautiful and sad T_T)
blood runs pure by @opaljm (another hp au !!)
mesh shirt by @joheunsaram (butter jimin...)
ENJOY !! there are more, but i can’t think of them rn 😭 hope this helps !!
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☀️ All the Things You Are
by @arizonapoppy for @pars-ley
🍉 Summary: The summer job of your dreams is in your grasp, but you just need a place to stay in Santa Fe. Your close friend Taehyung offers you his spare room: It’s just what friends do. Where will your adventures take you, in your creative outlet and your friendship?
🍉 Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader
🍉 Genre: Fluff, Angst
☀️ To Be Or Not to Be
by @jungkooksbroski for @springbean
🍉 Pairing: Kim Namjoon x OC x Kim Taehyung
🍉 Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff
☀️ Novel Complications
by @joheunsaram for @kerikaaria
🍉 Summary: When Seokjin decided to set up his perpetually single best friend on a blind date, the last thing he expected was for you to actually find a boyfriend. He should be happy for you, right? Right?
🍉 Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader, Kim Seokjin x Reader
🍉 Genre: Angst, Fluff
☀️ Le Long De La Rivière
by @birbdae for @joonscypher
🍉 Summary: Namjoon is cute. You don’t like it. Or maybe you do.
🍉 Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader
🍉 Genre: Fluff
☀️ Everything I Need
by @jjeongukkie for @randombtsprincessa
🍉 Summary: he had once been your biggest supporter, until your paths diverged. years later, you’re at the height of your career. but when fame begins to overwhelm you, you’re forced to come home and reflect on what really matters. what you didn’t expect, was for seokjin to be waiting for you all along.
🍉 Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader
🍉 Genre: Angst, Fluff
☀️ Try Again
by @pars-ley for @yutasgalaxy
🍉 Summary: When your job lands you at one of the most famous Fashion shows in Paris, the last thing you expect is to run into an ex - the current most sought after model in the industry.
🍉 Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader
🍉 Genre: Fluff, Smut
☀️ Into You
by @joonscypher for @hoebii
🍉 Summary: Jung Hoseok is easily the most annoying person you’ve ever met... so why do you like him so much?
🍉 Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader
🍉 Genre: Fluff
☀️ Kanalia
by @xjoonchildx for @birbdae
🍉 Summary: secrets and uncertainty plague a young queen in her arranged marriage to a kind but distant king. the farther she drifts from her husband, the closer she gets to one of his most trusted men.
🍉 Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader
🍉 Genre: Smut
☀️ A Royal Conundrum
by @kerikaaria for @jungkooksbroski
🍉 Summary: When your parents arranged for you to have a blind date with Crown Prince Taehyung, the last thing you expected was for your heart to become caught in the middle of a very confusing situation.
🍉 Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader x Kim Taehyung
🍉 Genre: Angst, Pining, Fluff
☀️ Once Upon a Dream
by @i-live-so-i-love for @chemicalpink
🍉 Summary: Yoongi meets the man of his dreams. Literally. Jimin has been visiting Yoongi’s dreams for weeks and finally decides to show up in person. Yoongi is surprised to discover not only is Jimin real, and an incubus (aka a sexy sex demon), he is also a cute blushing virgin. Yoongi kindly offers to change that last part.
🍉 Pairing: Min Yoongi x Park Jimin
🍉 Genre: Smut
☀️ Shifting Lanes
by @erotikkook for @bratzkoo
🍉 Summary: Jungkook’s always lived life in the fast lane. What happens when two universes collide and a love that was never supposed to happen becomes all too real?
🍉 Pairing: Jin x Jungkook; Jimin x Yoongi; Taehyung x Hoseok; Jungkook x Namjoon
🍉 Genre: Angst, Fluff
☀️ This Mortal Coil
by @jinfizz for @whitesparrows97
🍉 Summary: Some might say that being in love with your best friend is the single worst thing that can happen to you. That’s the least of your problems, though, because you’re still waiting to find your fated mate, you’re not getting any younger, and Jungkook is painfully, tragically human.
Little do you know, your laundry list of problems is about to get a little bit longer–because there’s more to Jungkook than meets the eye.
🍉 Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader
🍉 Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff
☀️ Doré
by @bratzkoo for @chimknj
🍉 Summary: jimin’s quest on clearing his name after he was framed for murder consists of making the crown prince fall in love with him.
🍉 Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Park Jimin
🍉 Genre: Angst, Fluff
☀️ 3:03 PM
by @yutasgalaxy for @i-live-so-i-love
🍉 Summary: Yoongi and Namjoon finally have a day off together and they go on a picnic.
🍉 Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Min Yoongi
🍉 Genre: Fluff
☀️ Game Night
by @agustdjoon for @arizonapoppy
🍉 Summary: After weeks of promotion for their latest song, the boys finally had a day off and decided to use it the best way possible: by playing a board game with you.
🍉 Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader
🍉 Genre: Fluff, Crack
☀️ Wet Dream
by @justasparkwritings for @illneverrecover
🍉 Summary: Your friendship with Taehyung is nearly ruined when you start having dreams about him … filthy dreams.
🍉 Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader
🍉 Genre: Friends to Lovers, Smut
#thebtswritersclub#bts fanfiction#jungkook fanfiction#namjoon fanfiction#taehyung fanfiction#seokjin fanfiction#hoseok fanfiction#jimin fanfiction#yoongi fanfiction
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song shuffle game🎶
rules: set your music on shuffle and write down the songs you get for each of the 13 scenes. tag as many people you want!
tagged by the lovely @kookdiaries 💜
I just set my list on shuffle lol let the games begin
title song: into the shinee world - live by Shinee (listen)
waking up scene: lying from you by linkin park (listen)
falling in love scene: trip by gemini, jay park (listen)
first date scene: so into you by tamia (listen)
fight scene: lost one by jay z, chrisette michelle (listen)
tragic death scene: '03 bonnie & clyde by jay z, beyonce (listen)
mental breakdown scene: meet me in the middle by jessie ware (listen)
serious monologue: bang bang bang by bigbang (listen)
flashback: cake by the ocean by dnce (listen)
driving scene: deja vu by nct dream (listen)
kiss scene: desperate by vixx (listen)
party scene: shangri la by vixx (listen)
ending song: distraction by kehlani (listen)
tagging: @joonscypher @hobisuniverse @ressjeon @lavienjin @yoongsgguktae @agustdef @yutasthetic @sugasbabiie @yoon2k @kithtaehyung @kimtaehyunq @jjksblackgf @jayhopely @missgeniality @hisunshiine @joontopia @taegularities @mimikookie
and anyone who wanna play :3
#tag game#most random group of songs ever#but some def fit the vibe#most random movie if it had this playlist ngl
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Round 4 Acceptance
As the Corner continues to grow and improve, we are proud to accept our fourth round of members!
Writers
@hesperantha, @jungkooksbroski, @armysantiny, @jjkxla, @heejinnien, @baepsaesbae , @voiceswithoutlips , @viopera , @shinekookie , @taegularities , @honeyj00ns , @btsmosphere , @flytomyjoon , @bratkook , @biaswreckme , @namyoongles , @hobisbeautifulass , @kkulfm-writing , @mimikookie , @jiminssthetic , @writtenwhalien , @pjmsdior , @venusjeon , @jinings , @moonhope287 , @inkofyoongi , @papillonsgf , @jungkxook , @lurejoon , @tteokggukk
Editors
@hobisbeautifulass , @beombeombwi , @jinings
Betas
@heejinnien , @shinekookie , @bellahatake , @fluffy-fluffu
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