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euphoricfilter · 1 year

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hi <33 i just read your yandere jeongguk fic and immediately rushed to see if your requests are still open. (i'm thanking all the gods and the stars that they are😭)

you're so talented and creative, and i'm really hoping you'll accept my prompt. if you're willing, could you please write a non-idol smutty, possessive and jealous yoongi fic?? maybe with a slight age gap? thank you for sharing all your work with us!! have a great day/night <333

𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭:

pairing: brothers best friend! yoongi x f. reader

genre: fluff || pwp || non-idol au || age-gap au || brother’s best friend au ||

summary: your brother’s best friend isn’t too happy when you come home with a lipstick stain on your chest, and has no issue about reminding you who you truly belong to.

word count: 2.8k

tags/ warnings: porn without plot, fluff, secret relationship, mild age-gap (5-6 years) smut in the forms of: oral (f. receiving), fingering, unprotected penetrative sex (this is fiction, don’t be stupid), breeding kink (but she’s on the pill so no babies yet), exhibitionalism? kinda because they fuck in the living room with other people in the house, multiple orgasms, creampie, cockwarming by the fire

notes: thank you so much my darling!! i hope you have a good day/ night too!! it’s all smut, there is a hint of plot but it’s minimal. this is my first time writing pwp so idk how i feel about it :’(

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“You’re home late”

You pause; eyes meeting Yoongi’s gaze, always calculating. Always watching each little move you made until you were squirming, almost begging him to look away— your cheeks flushed red and voice barely above a whisper. And all he had to do was look at you.

If eyes are the windows to the soul then Min Yoongi’s windows have the curtains drawn shut— he had you figured out the minute the two of you met, and it’s taken over a decade for you to even remotely figure him out. And even now, both adults, you really could never figure out what he was thinking.

It’s the frigid caress of the winter wind on the back of your neck that has you shutting the front door. Careful not to slam it shut, assuming everyone but your brothers best friend was already asleep if the lack of lights on from the windows outside was any indication.

You stomp your feet to rid of any snow as you shrug your jacket off. Hanging it on the overcrowded hooks, evidence of another family living with you as you only pray it doesn’t fall.

“It was one of my friends’ birthdays” you explain, dropping to the floor in front of the fire. Skin tingling at the drastic change of temperature, your cheeks still a little red from the bitter weather outside (though it may also have to do with the man sat before you)

Your brother was home for the holidays, along with Yoongi and his parents. It had become a tradition over the years that both families gathered for the winter break— they took “the more the merrier” very seriously. And it wasn’t all that surprising for one of your families to stay over the others’ until new year.

“Looks like you had fun” his tongue wets his lips, book long forgotten on the arm of the chair as his eyes flit down your body.

Your fingers run over your collarbone, his eyes lingering a little longer than proper.

“It’s just my friend, she gets a little touchy when drunk” you wave him off, lipstick stain smudging under your thumb as you rub at the skin, no real force behind the action.

“Touchy?” Yoongi laughs.

“Mhmm” you smile up him.

And Yoongi groans, head tipping back as he readjusts himself in his sweats.

“Baby, the things you do to me” he tilts his head, eyes meeting your own. “Always a little minx”

“What do I do to you?” you dare ask, fingers toying with the hem of your sweater.

“That’s a loaded question, darling” his smile is lazy, hips rolling languidly up into his palm; short lived relief enough for him to stay sat on the chair.

“I can handle it” you reassure him. That gentle smile that tempts him time and time again, that gentle smile that he wants to kiss off your lips until you’re moaning his name, any thought of another man off your mind until you’re wholly consumed by him; and him alone.

“Bad things” he groans, not missing the way your eyes flit down to his lips, fingers fiddling and he knows you’re trying your hardest not to look at his cock— straining heavily against the fabric of his underwear.

“How bad?” you whisper.

“Very bad. You make me wanna do bad things, darling” he pushes himself to the edge of the chair.

You stay rooted in your place, and Yoongi thinks you look pretty on your knees; maybe prettier if you were between his legs.

“What sort of bad things?” you prod.

“Like fucking you silly” he leans forwards.

He watches your thighs clench, eyes widening a little at how blunt he was.

“Oh?” he croons, “You like the sound of that?” he asks, slipping off the chair.

“Yes” you nod, still unsure in yourself as you let his hands graze over your neck; unsure what to do with your own.

His thumb brushes over the lipstick stain, “You know I hate other people touching you, doll” his fingers dig into the skin, your breath coming out alongside a shudder.

“I told her not to” you tell him, lips pouty. And Yoongi leans forwards to kiss it away, ever so gentle that you fall into him. Early trying to deepen the kiss as he pulls away, lips tugged into a ghost of a smile.

“Yeah?” he whispers against your lips, “Did you tell her you have a boyfriend? One that doesn’t like to share?”

Your eyes fall shut when he presses wet kisses along the length of your jaw, his hands slipping under your sweater; rough skin caressing your bare back.

You tug at his shirt, and Yoongi pulls away from your neck to let you pull it over his head. He follows suit, tugging your sweater off before his lips find your neck, teeth nipping over your collarbone.

A hand clamps over your mouth, moan muffled by Yoongi as he sucks on your skin. He pulls away with a wet pop, thumb running over his bottom lip as he eyes his work.

“You’re gonna have to keep quiet, baby. Don’t want anyone waking up now, so we?” he pulls his hand away from your mouth, “Okay?”

“I know” you whisper, suddenly aware of everyone sleeping upstairs.

“Good girl.”

You flop back onto the floor, hair sprawled out on the carpet as Yoongi braces his arms on either side of your head.

“Yoongi” you smile up at him.

“Yeah?” he leans down to press another kiss to your jaw.

“Need you” your hands fumble with the waistband of his sweats, knuckles brushing over his cock.

Yoongi groans, muffled as he shoves his face into your neck. Goosebumps prickle your skin as his warm breath brushes over your shoulder, your hips rolling upwards— desperate for any kind of friction, any sort of relief.

“Yeah?” he grunts, helping you pull your jeans off, panties soon to follow, and you don’t bother to look where he throws them.

“Please” you whine, hands taking a hold of his face as you bring him in for another kiss, the heat of the fire melting your lips, moulded into one, so close that you don’t know where you end and he starts.

You mouth falls open into a breathy moan when a teasing fingers runs over your slit, your hole clenching around nothing as he teases over your clit. Touch so gentle you could barely feel it, pleasure like thin stardust as it fizzles through your body.

Your hips roll upwards, tempting him to give the release you so crave. You both pull away finally, breathing heavy as your chests connect. Hearts in sync with one another— and truly, Yoongi knows you’re his. Knows that your hearts are wrapped with a think red string and that you’ll always fall back into his arms. His love, his reason to breathe, his soul melded with yours that he couldn’t begin to imagine another woman underneath him.

Your fingers tug at the clasp of your bra, fingers a little shaky as adrenaline pumps through your body. Somewhere in the back of your mind still aware that anyone could walk down those stairs any moment and see the two of you.

Your hands find their way to your tits, tugging at your nipples as they begin to pebble— as Yoongi works his way down your body, trail of kisses following him. Lips barely there, though they feel searing against your skin. Printed in invisible ink that you’ll trail your fingers over later when you’re alone; a secret message left for you from him.

He kisses over your mound, fingers parting your lips before he licks a long stripe up to your clit. Your hand flies over your mouth, chocked moan bubbling up your throat as he repeats the action.

“Yoongi” you whisper, one hand tangling in his hair as his lips close around your clit. Your thighs twitch when his teeth graze over the bundle of nerves, eyes squeezing shut as a lick of pleasure wracks over your body.

You feel a finger prod at your hole, teasing the entrance before he slowly dips into you. You bite down on the skin of your arm as his tongue flicks over your clit, finger curling, before he’s pulling it out.

You barely feel the stretch of a second finger as he plunges it into you, the lewd squelch of your sodden pussy drowned out by the crackling of the firewood.

Your back arches, Yoongi pulling you closer into his face by one of your thighs. You feel him gently tug at your clit with his teeth, fingers expertly curling up into you; the slow build of your orgasm rising within your stomach.

Your thighs begin to shake, clamping around Yoongi’s head as he pulls his fingers out of you. Instead, replacing them with his tongue while his slick-coated thumb flicks over your clit in tight little circles.

You bite down on the skin of your arm as you feel the pressure of your orgasm reach its peak, Yoongi doesn’t need to ask if you’re close— knowing you were seconds from tipping over the edge as your cunt dribbles slick over his chin.

Your thighs to continue to shake around his head as you reach your orgasm. Your hand falls over your mouth, hiccup of a moan hard to contain as Yoongi continues to flick your clit, helping you ride out your high as the white behind your eyelids seems to fizzle to black.

Yoongi watches you tremble when he brings his face away from your soaked cunt. And you dare look down at him, light of the fire catching the sheen of your cum on his lips and chin as he smiles up at you; his fingers continuing to toy with you clit.

“Too much” you try to squirm away, his arm laying heavy over your waist to keep you down.

You feel yourself fall into another orgasm, buzzing overstimulation on your clit pulling you into a less intense but just as pleasurable high that has tears prickling your eyes.

“Yoongi” you snivel, mouth falling open into a silent moan, Yoongi not letting up on your poor clit.

Another dribble of arousal is pushed out of your clenching pussy, walls pulsating around nothing as you squirm, toeing Yoongi away from you— and finally stopping his unrelenting thrumming on your swollen clit.

Your next breath comes out jittery, hand held over your cunt as Yoongi licks his lips.

“You’re mean” you whine up at him, clit still buzzing with pleasure as the soft skin of your palm brushes over it.

“Can’t help it, your pretty little pussy is too addictive” he drawls, hands running over your sides to try and quell the slight tremble.

“Think you can take my cock?” he asks, wary of how sensitive you’ll be.

“Yeah” you nod, hand trailing back up your body to tug at your nipples as Yoongi pulls his sweats down.

You watch his cock spring free, pearly pre-cum smeared on his lower stomach, wet slap making you cringe.

He leans down, hand tugging at his length as he presses another kiss to your lips, drinking in your moan when you taste yourself on his tongue.

He kisses the corner of your mouth when he runs the head of his cock through your folds, cock slicked up with your arousal before he’s nudging the head against your entrance.

“You ready for me?” he murmurs against your skin, smiling when you hum.

Your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him closer and he angles the head of his cock right over you cunt before he’s pushing in. The head pops inside with little resistance, and Yoongi has to bite back a moan as your walls clench around the tip of his cock.

You pull him in further, your boyfriend pushing his hips forward slowly before gently pulling back. Slowly, agonisingly, feeding you each inch of him until he’s buried to the hilt.

You revel in the feeling of being so full, cunt sporadically clenching around his length as he starts to pull out; gentle drag of his cock against your walls enough to bring you to a third orgasm of the night.

It wouldn’t be hard to make you cum again, not when your pussy was so sensitive after two consecutive orgasms. And Yoongi is kind enough to leave your clit be as he starts up a pace he’s happy with. Hand covering your mouth as you start to moan, fingers gripping your jaw and he worried he’ll bruise you.

Yoongi’s hips snap forwards before he’s pulling back until only the tip of cock is nestled inside of you before he’s ramming back into you again.

You feel his balls slap against your ass, squeaky moans tumbling off your tongue like honey that he licks from between your lips as he bends you in half, knees pushed up next to your shoulders.

You can’t help the red that stains your cheeks when you hear how wet you are, each brutal thrust of Yoongi’s cock ramming into you followed by a wet squelch as your cunt weeps around him.

“I’m close” you manage to squeeze out, eyes falling shut as your mouth opens, only Yoongi is clamping his hand over it moments later when he can see the moan ready to drip off your lips.

You’re the image of pure sin underneath him, nails digging into his arms as his hips continue to slap against your ass, and it’s a wonder as to how no one seems to have woken up.

“Me too, baby. Together okay?” he grunts, hands grabbing onto any part of you he can hold.

“Inside” you whine, “Cum inside me please”

“Yeah?” he grunts, “Like the idea of me putting a baby into you huh?” his laugh is mean, “What would your parents say? What would they think when you tell them you’re pregnant?”

“Probably ask whose baby it is” your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him close enough for you to kiss over his jaw.

“Yeah? And whose fucking baby would it be?”

“Yours” you cry, body being pushed up the carpet with each harsh thrust, your arousal starting to dribble down Yoongi’s balls. Each wet slap of them against your ass a lewd reminder of how wet you truly were for this man. “I’d tell them it’s yours” you sob.

“Yeah you will”

His hips start to stutter, thrusts less calculated, sloppier and he reaches his high. You feel his cock twitch and Yoongi smashes his lips against your own, more teeth than tongue, when his fingers find their way back to your clit; a cry being ripped from your throat at the harsh press of a finger against your swollen bud.

Your body trembles, Yoongi pushing his cock as far into you as he can before he’s cumming. Thick cum painting your walls white as he holds you close.

You shake through your own orgasm, tugging his hand away from your clit when you feel the overstimulation become painful, thighs shaking in the aftershock of it all.

Yoongi barely pulls out before he’s thrusting back into you, a foamy ring of white surrounding the base of his cock as he gently rocks into you.

You don’t bother telling him to stop, each electric thrum of overstimulating pleasure of his cock dragging against your walls too delicious to let up on.

Yoongi feels your walls rhythmically clenching around his slowly softening cock; and he’s gentle as he pulls the both of you to sit up— making sure he was still nestled deep inside of you as his hands run over your back.

Both of your skin shine in a sheen of sweat, bodies sticky as you flop into his chest. Your toes burning as they get to close to the fire.

“When are we gonna tell them?” you whisper, breath tickling Yoongi’s bare chest when you yawn.

“Whenever you’re ready sweetheart” his fingers run through your hair, catching in a knot and you wince at the pain. Though he feels you clench at it, he chooses not to comment. That was a discussion for another day.

For now he needed to get the both of you cleaned up, and you into bed before someone wandered downstairs wondering what all the noise was. Though he thinks that can wait a while, more than happy with you flopped against his chest while his cock stay impaled into your cunt; cum filled and swollen. Nothing a few kisses can’t fix and maybe his tongue in the shower.

“Maybe new year” you shrug, “I’m sorry about my friend kissing me” you peer up at him through his lashes.

He simply hums, “Just don’t let it happen again, fucking hate how touchy all your friends are” he grunts, “You’re mine, y’know?”

“I know” you giggle, wincing a little when you jostle his cock inside of you, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to his cheek in apology.

And you let him off this one time, his smile too bright for you to even dare tease him about it when the atmosphere was so cozy.

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avianyuh · 6 months

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Hello 👋 can I pls request Taehyung, Jungkook and Yoongi reaction? They left their dogs at their crush's house for a few days but when they come back to take them home, their pets had become very fond and clingy towards their crush and refuses to leave with their owners. Thank you ❤️ ❤️

Request: Yoongi, Taehyung and Jungkook reaction to their dogs liking reader more

I wrote something similar which I'll link for all of the members here but I'll write this too :) Ty Anon

Yoongi:

Yoongi had trusted you with Min Holly for a few days while he was away with work. You texted him frequently to update him on Holly. Also sent lots of pictures of the two of you, which Yoongi secretly loved.

So when he arrived back from his work trip to pick Holly up, he was excited to not only see his dog again, but also you.

"How was he?", Yoongi asked, rubbing Holly's head as he sat on the couch.

"Oh he was great, a total sweethear", you smiled as you gave Holly another treat. "One for the ride home", Y/n said.

Yoongi laughed before asking you if you were free later that week, to which you responded yes. Then he clipped Holly to his leash and tried to walk towards the door, yet Holly wouldn't budge.

"Holly, you have to go home", Y/n said. Yoongi, however, found it amusing.

"I think he wants to stay here with you", Yoongi laughed as he unclipped Holly.

"How about I come visit you for the next few days, to ease Holly into it, you know?", Y/n asked.

"Sounds good to me", Yoongi said, looking forward to the next week.

Taehyung:

Taehyung had a performance in Japan which required him to leave Yeontan for a few days.

Though Taehyung wasn't dating Y/n, they spent most of their free time together and he couldn't think of anyone better to watch over Yeontan for a few days. He trusted you and he knew Yeontan was great with you.

So, he went to Japan for the week, and facetimed you every night, speaking to you for hours and getting a little screen time with Yeontan too.

So when he got back from Japan, he immediatly went home to greet his furry baby, and of course, you.

Y/n had actually house sat for Taehyung so he didn't need to pick Yeontan up at all.

When he stepped inside, Yeontan immediately trotted over to greet him, with Y/n following from behind.

"Tae! Welcome home", you said, moving to hug him. Taehyung sunk into the hug, missing your warmth and appreciating you more than ever.

The two of you sat for awhile, you asked about his trip, he asked about your week with Yeontan. You know, the usual.

After a few hours and a few episodes of the tv show the two of you had been watching recently, you leaned over to pick up you phone on the coffee table and checked the time.

"Oh, Taehyung, I have to go home soon, it's getting late", Y/n said, standing up and heading towards the door to put on her shoes.

"Aw, alright, call me when you get home.", Taehyung said as he watched Y/n put on her coat.

But what was most surprising was Yeontan, who planted himself in front of the door and wouldn't let Y/n leave.

"Yeontan", Y/n giggled, "I have to go, I'll see you soon!", Y/n said, crouching down so she was eye level with Yeontan.

Taehyung laughed as he stood up and walked over towards the both of them.

He picked up Yeontan and looked at Y/n,"You might as well stay, he doesn;t want you to leave.", he smiled shyly.

"I guess I could stay", Y/n responded, petting Yeontan, a blush creeping onto both, Taehyung and Y/n.

Jungkook:

Jungkook was currently promoting his solo album and had to go abroad for promotions. He left Bam with you, as he not only trusted you, but he knew that Bam loved you a lot.

So, when he got back from his promotions, he was excited to see you and pick up Bam.

He arrived at your apartment and unlocked the door with the key he had been given by you.

"Oh, Jungkook! You're back!", Y/n said as she walked into the living area, coming to inspect who had opened the door.

Bam followed close behind her, and immediately ran to greet Jungkook, who he had missed dearly.

"Bam missed you", Y/n smiled, watching as Bam come back over to her.

"He seems pretty happy here", Jungkook said, watching as Bam sat in his dog bed that you had boughten for him.

That's what Jungkook loved the most about you, you were so considerate and you took such good care of Bam.

The two of you watched Bam go back and forth between the both of you for the next hour. The two of you caught up about what the other had missed.

But when Jungkook thought it was time to leave, Bam had other plans.

When Jungkook called him over signaling towards the door. Bam stayed firmly planted by Y/n's feet. "Bam, come on we gotta go home", Jungkook said, finding it somewhat amusing. He looked up and watched as you covered your hand over your mouth, trying to stifle a giggle. He called Bam again, yet still nothing. "Bam, I'm serious.", Jungkook laughed, trying to sound stern.

"You don't sound very serious", Y/n joked. "What's the rush to go home...do you not like me", Y/n playfully pouted.

"You know that's not true", Jungkook laughed before heading back towards the couch. He could stay a few more hours.

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eoieopda · 1 year

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Hi can I request a Yoongi x reader where she’s naturally very sweet and shy and she hides her face in his chest. Thank you, I love your work ☺️💜

i wasn’t sure which path to take here, so buckle up - we’re going on a journey! 😂 ft. smug yoongi, king of teasing

Yoongi’s favorite color was whatever shade of pink your cheeks turned when you blushed. Cherry blossoms mixed with bashfulness, nestled in your soft skin and underscored with a tiny whine. Coincidentally, that was his favorite sound. Well, one of them; tied for first was his name in your voice, whenever and however you said it.

He’d recently discovered a new way to pull all three out of you at once. All it took was a densely crowded place, and four short words.

Walking through Hannam-dong, your fingers were laced with his; warm despite the unrelenting chill in the air. Your eyes were focused on bright orange leaves getting lost in the wind, twirling and spinning, miraculously avoiding the ground. And, all the while, you were smiling - though he suspected you didn’t realize it.

Perfect, he smirked to himself.

So completely disarmed, you didn’t see it when he dropped to one knee. You just kept walking, observing. Only after his stagnant arm tugged you slightly backwards did you notice his absence from your side. You spun around and gasped when you finally saw him there. Immediately, he saw hints of it - that perfect flush - tickling at the apples of your cheeks.

Check.

A crowd was pooling around you both as your shocked mouth froze open. The older passersby were put off by his brashly modern gesture, but those closer in age were audibly giddy with anticipation.

“Will you marry me?” He beamed up at you under cartoonish, batted lashes. Waiting, waiting -

“Yoongi!”

Checkmate.

A triple whammy: his name elongated by your musical little whine, and then your left hand gripping the collar of his coat. You exerted no effort in hoisting him to his feet; he was an obedient follower, always. As soon as he was upright again, your face was buried into the cable knit sweater you’d picked out for him. So cute, so impossibly shy.

He could feel the heat of your embarrassment through the fabric, just like you could feel his self-satisfied laughter shaking down from his shoulders. Not for nothing, both of you could feel the confused stares from the audience you’d attracted. They could wait all day, and they’d still never hear your answer to his question -

“How many times are you going to do this to me?” You groaned, nestling further into his chest. Every word was muffled, but he knew exactly what you’d say whether he heard it or not.

- because none of them were present the first time he asked, two months ago. Or the countless times he’d asked since. At Lotte World, the Leeum, Hakdong Park…

He kissed the top of your head, then rested his chin gently over that same spot, “Can’t say for certain,” he teased with a smirk, “But the terms of this contract mean you have to stick around to find out.”

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jimimn · 2 years

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they are so hotttttttt 😭 (for anon ♡)

#btsgif #yoongi #jimin #yoonmin #bts #min yoongi #suga #park jimin #*#*yg #*jm #*yoonmin #*requests #Feel the Rhythm of Korea with BTS #this looks so bad im sorry anon </3

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gimmethatagustd · 2 years

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camboy yoon x camgirl reader couple + squirting n a little jealousy 👀

THE ONE THAT I ADORE | MYG

When your boyfriend's subscribers get too comfortable, you can't help but be a little bratty.

» pairing: camboy!yoongi x camgirl!reader

» genre: BTS | 18+ | smut | established relationship | sex work au

» word count/date: 2.1k | August 2022

» notes: i've wanted to do a camboy fic for a while, so thank you for giving me a reason to finally do it 😈

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» what was jai listening to? so good - big sean

“You wanna see my cock, Kitty? You’re all being so impatient tonight.”

Kitty_kat420 spewed a few more flirtatious messages into the chat, interrupted a few times by other eager subscribers begging for Yoongi to get on with the show.

He loved making them wait. By this point, Yoongi had amassed a pretty significant following. He probably could have quit his job and live off the money he made camming, if he wanted to. But he never saw this as a full-time job. It was a side hustle, something that came fairly easy to him. He had the personality for it, the cock for it, the hands for it, the voice for it. And he liked to think his face was pretty, too.

You, on the other hand, had pretty much only your looks. More than once Yoongi scolded you about your on-camera personality. He claimed you needed to make yourself more eager and seductive. To be fair, you spent most of the time giving the camera a stubborn glare. There were certainly subscribers who enjoyed what they thought to be a love-hate relationship between you and your boyfriend. People loved hatefucking, apparently. But you didn’t hate him.

You hated all his fucking “fans”.

Like now, as you laid sprawled on the bed, completely naked and touching yourself for the camera the way Yoongi had so sweetly asked you to, you could look over and see the comments.

She looks so bored

I could give you such a better time, Yoongi :)

This bitch just needs a cock stuffed in her and maybe she’ll actually smile

Your eyes shot up to catch Yoongi’s and you sent him a glare. To your chagrin, his eyes sparkled back at you despite the harsh feedback in the chat.

“What’s wrong, baby? Something bothering you?” That cheshire gummy grin both irked your soul and had your pussy fluttering.

“Your subscribers are dicks.”

Not to your surprise, the chat blew up at your comment. You didn’t bother looking at what they said, your eyes staying on Yoongi. He tutted his tongue against the roof of his mouth and shook his head slowly.

“Ahh, baby, what a mean thing to say. Not on your best behavior today, are you?” He turned to the camera with a small sigh that you knew was fake as hell. “What do you think I should do with her, guys?”

You let your arm go slack and fall onto the bed beside you, no longer bringing your fingers to circle your clit. Your heartbeat spiked slightly as you watched Yoongi lift his hoodie over his head and ruffle his soft hair to the side. He’s shirtless underneath and you don’t need to see the chat to know that everyone is going crazy for finally seeing your boyfriend’s skin. His silver Cuban link chain thudded against his chest and your eyes skipped down the length of his torso to find the light brown hairs of his happy trail disappear into his joggers.

“Hmmm… looks like everyone’s pretty annoyed with you, baby.”

Yoongi rattled off the recommendations in the chat for your punishment. Slapping, choking, orgasm denial, anal - which was fucked up since you hated anal. Kitty-kat420 insisted that he not fuck you at all; no surprise there. You shivered, unsure if your response was out of anticipation or fear. You both knew how much Yoongi loved dishing out punishments for your bratty behavior.

But when you saw Yoongi reach out of sight of the camera to pull open the drawer of his nightstand, you immediately felt your stomach drop. You shot up to a sitting position with one arm shielding your breasts from the camera. All this camming shit was much harder to get used to than you’d initially thought.

“Yoongi,” you hissed with widened eyes when your boyfriend moved to rest on his knees on the bed beside you. In his hands were a pair of handcuffs and your bright purple vibrator.

Fuck.

“Yes?” His eyes sparkled back at you and his bottom lip tucked between his teeth as he jingled the handcuffs in your face. “How about you be a good girl for me and lay down?”

With a glare you scooted up to lie in the middle of the bed and obediently put your arms above your head without him needing to ask. Because you were his good girl, of course.

After securing your wrists to the headboard frame, Yoongi adjusted the camera to capture a better image of your body sprawled out. The emphasis on having a clear shot of the lower half of your body had you wiggling in the metal restraints. You had an idea of what was about to come, and you were oh so close to begging him to spare you. He’d never punished you like this on camera. The idea of so many people watching…

Your panicked train of thought was derailed by Yoongi forcing your legs apart. You felt his chain drag coldly across the inside of your thigh as he lowered himself onto the bed, legs further forced apart by his broad shoulders. A small whimper escaped your mouth before you could clamp your lips shut.

“Nuh-uh, I’m gonna need you to keep that pretty mouth open for me tonight, baby,” Yoongi cooed, grabbing for the vibrator again. He placed it on your stomach while he talked to you, brown eyes flickering dark with mischievous lust. “You’re gonna stop me when you’re about to cum, okay?”

“Yoongi, please-”

“What did I say?” His voice cut through your plea with a sharpness that would have made you challenge him if you weren’t at his mercy, chaining to a bed.

“Okay.”

“Okay what?”

“I’ll tell you when I’m about to cum.”

Yoongi hummed and the feeling of his hot breath on your skin had your head reeling. “You’re not allowed to cum until I say so.”

There was no time to respond to his demands before you felt Yoongi tilt back slightly to spit directly onto your pussy. You let out a small gasp that morphed into a moan when Yoongi’s tongue swiped through your lips, collecting his spit on his tongue and pushing it directly to your clit. Sucking and licking at your clit was already enough to dissolve your dignity until you were a mess beneath him, all bucked hips and guttural moans. The plunge of two long, ring-clad fingers inside of you was the icing on the cake. It didn’t matter how many times Yoongi pressed into your front wall or circled his tongue around your clit until it was swollen and throbbing - you were always left panting and crying his name. He ate pussy like it was all he was put on this earth to do.

You yanked at the handcuffs knowing it wouldn’t do you any good, but it was impossible for you to sit still while he went to town on you. Even though you knew your wrists would be raw and possibly cut in a few places by the time he was done with you.

“Yoongi, fuck,” you moaned, jerking against the cuffs again. “I’m-I’m gonna cum.”

“Already?” Yoongi snickered.

God, you wish you could have just not said anything at all. The moment his mouth and fingers disappeared, you genuinely felt like crying. The heat of your orgasm burning in your stomach quickly faded, leaving you with only an uncomfortable throbbing between your legs.

“Shut up,” you choked out, attempting to pull your legs free from his hold, and failing.

The vibrator had fallen off your stomach with all your wiggling. Yoongi reached for it again, choosing the lowest vibration to start off with. You felt your legs turn to jelly as you watched him press the tip against your clit.

“Fuck,” You wrapped your fingers around the chain of the handcuffs and held on as tightly as you could, knowing it would leave marks into your skin.

“Yeah? That feel good, baby?” Yoongi’s dark eyes flicked up to see your reaction, that gummy smile returning to haunt you. He brought his head back down between your legs, angling himself. Opening his mouth, he licked against your entrance with his tongue flat against your skin.

You were growing hotter much faster than the first time. Unintelligible whines slipped past your lips dry from panting, but Yoongi didn’t bother to pay attention to you unless he clearly heard those sweet words from you.

He switched to the next vibration setting and you felt sweat bead along your hairline. With a twisting stomach and shaking legs, you bucked into Yoongi’s face with a bit more force.

“Gonna cum.” You let out a heavy exhale when Yoongi lifted the vibrator off of your clit. You felt raw and overstimulated now, and your legs continued to shake uncontrollably despite the vibrator being gone. “Yoongi, please, I promise I’ll take this more seriously, please baby just let me cum.”

Yoongi tutted his tongue again before swiping it over his wet lips. “Not how this works,” he said off-handedly, his attention pivoting to read the chat comments while your legs continued to buzz against his shoulders. “It is sexy when she begs,” he mused in agreement with one subscriber.

The next time, you were screaming almost immediately when Yoongi set the vibrator to the third setting. He pressed it against your clit so hard you felt like you were going to explode. He had you begging in record time, but still he backed off once you were right on the edge. The kiss he pressed against your clit sent a jolt through your entire body.

You let your head fall back against your pillow and attempted to calm your breathing. You barely had the energy to look up when you heard your boyfriend chuckle.

“Tired already?”

All you could do was grunt.

“Should I let her cum now?”

You had no idea what the consensus was; there was no energy to look up for that, either.

And then there was the vibrator again, slick with your arousal and Yoongi’s spit, turned up to the highest setting and pressed hard against your clit. You let out a small sob, feeling tears well up in your eyes as you willed Yoongi to end the torture. He only flashed you his sweet smile in response and dipped his head down to spit again into your pussy lips to help the vibrator circle your clit more easily.

“Yoongi, I can’t take it anymore,” you choked out. Tears streamed down your cheeks, dragging your eye makeup along for the ride. Your chest heaved in and out and your legs continued to shake against Yoongi’s shoulders.

Rather than pull away, he pressed the vibrator against your clit even harder. Another choked sob. Another buck of your hips. And then you felt three fingers slip inside of you. With the vibrator still against your clit, Yoongi began quickly pumping his fingers into you, hitting your front wall hard.

“Gonna,” you sobbed and tried to blink away the tears lining your eyelashes. “Cum. Yoongi, I’ll do whatever you want. Whatever you want, please.”

“Whatever I want?” He pressed a kiss against the inside of your thigh, glistening with spit and arousal.

“Yes, fuck, please please yes. Yoongi please.”

“You’re so gorgeous crying for me.” Yoongi grinned, putting more force into the thrust of his fingers. “Now cum.”

You felt your entire body snap. The force of your orgasm had so much pressure your walls pushed Yoongi’s fingers out of you. But even as you cried out his name and felt your body shudder under the weight of your climax, there was still more pressure. And more and more and more, until your legs, and the bed, and Yoongi’s face and chest were completely soaked with your cum.

“Shit,” he groaned, turning off the vibrator and tossing it to the side. “Shit, babe. You fucking squirted.”

You could hear the ping of payments popping up on the site in response, but all you wanted to do was hide your face. You had squirted in front of who knew how many strangers on the internet.

“That was so hot. Fuck.”

When Yoongi reached up to remove your handcuffs, you saw his erection impossibly hard and tight against his pants, to the point that there was a wet spot right where you knew the head of his cock laid against his thigh.

He helped you sit up and took your hands in his own, rubbing gently at the raw skin around your wrists. “Are you going to behave now?”

You let out a small whimper and nodded, makeup still streaking your cheeks.

“Good, ‘cause I’m about to fucking destroy you, baby.”

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blue-jisungs · 2 years

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could u do like arguing to pay for like your makeup or shopping or groceries or the restaurant bill? Like you want to pay but so do Skz or BTS? 💕💕

arguing about paying ♡

a/n. thank you for requesting, i hope you like it :) i decided to go with bts since i don’t have that much stuff written for them yet ^^

┆彡 NAMJOON [ 남준 ]

he uses his leader card

like you two are at sephora or some other store with makeup stuff and you are like "aww joon smell this perfume, it’s really nice!"

"it really is" he agrees and casually grabs a bottle and walks toward the checkout

and you’re like ???

so you catch up with him and say that you’ll buy it yourself

and he’s like "nope. as a leader i should satisfy my members’ needs… so, do you need anything else? :D"

you’re not even a member of bts but you walked out of the store with a few new makeup supplies…

┆彡 SEOKJIN [ 석진 ]

you’re on a date in a restaurant, it’s peaceful so far

but the moment you whip out your card to pay, he drops his cutlery dramatically and snatches the card out of your hand

"did you possibly think i’ll let you pay? on a date? y/n, i think you have a fever" he sighed, shaking his head

"but you paid last time…" you frowned, trying to get your card back but either way jin already took out his and paid

"okay, i’ll let you pay the next time" he smiles softly.

no he didn’t.

┆彡 HOSEOK [ 호석 ]

"okay, i think we got everything" you say to yourself on your way to the checkout

"wait i forgot something!" hobi yelped and rushed back while you waited in the queue

and he was still gone while you were about to pay when you could swear he appeared out of blue, giving the last product to the cashier and pressing his card to the scanner

you looked like him like >:( and he started laughing, patting your head

"i appreciate you wanted to pay but it’s our groceries. also i got you your favourite snack, we forgot about it" hobi grinned and took the bags

i luv him help

┆彡 YOONGI [ 윤기 ]

you insisted on going alone for clothes shopping because you knew he’d be grumpy

but he came either way just so no one thinks you’re single or something🙄

he was following you like a lost kitten but didn’t whine

after you tried on the clothes you chose, you told him you will pay and go home

at the checkout he suddenly gasps and tells you that he left his phone near the changing rooms, so you rushed to get it

and when you were back he was already near the exit with the bags in his hands

you scolded him at first but then thanked him and in return you took him for a coffee (which he insisted on buying but… that’s not how it works??)

┆彡 JIMIN [ 지민 ]

he only lets you pay just for cheap groceries end of story

because when you’re shopping for something and you see a nice piece of clothing that’s expensive but affordable, he just offers to hold it for you to the checkout

and then he’ll pretend like you’re not there and pay as if you’re not smacking his arm right there right now

so you buy him his fave snacks in return

also on dates!! like you won’t even manage to blink when you can already hear the sound of credit cards coming through

┆彡 TAEHYUNG [ 태형 ]

he’s just a gentleman.

you will never catch him not paying!!

especially on a date

maybe once or twice he’ll let you pay for the groceries because the way you grin at him is something that he adores

but he’ll always but you something in return

like "yeah remember that time you paid for our ramen noodles? so i got it for you" *causally hands you tiffany earrings with his face looking like :]*

┆彡 JUNGKOOK [ 정국 ]

this guy, seriously…

he’ll let you believe that you’ll pay for something

but then you’re at the checkout with all the makeup supplies and he’s like

"oh look isn’t that a new mascara from the brand you like? and it’s waterproof? nice" says while pointing at something and when you turn around to take a look, he’s already pressing his card to the reader

and he’s very creative with distracting you, i gotta admit

sometimes he’ll be too lazy so he’ll just quickly peck your cheek or corner of your lips while sliding the money…

[ masterlist <3 ]

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haveyouseenthismovie-poll · 2 months

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#movies #polls #death trance #death trance movie #death trance 2005 #yuji shimomura #2000s movies #tak sakaguchi #takamasa suga #requested #have you seen this movie poll

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7brownsuga7 · 6 months

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Can you please write BTS members reaction when they and their crush go on a picnic in a flower field and she makes them a flower crown? Thank you 😊❤️🤗

Here ya go 💜

Namjoon -

He will examine it thoroughly and compliment it, pointing out all the things he likes about it. He can’t help but to blush and will have a big grin on his face. Will probably tell you all about the flowers you picked and give an in depth history behind them. He will definitely compliment your skills. And will be embarrassed to put it on but will do it because he knows it will make you happy. He’ll get you to help him make one but he won’t be able to focus as he’s so fixated on you. He’ll be shy, but happy nevertheless.

Jin -

Will probably get excited and parade around the field showing it off. Won’t stop talking about how good it is and will joke about how good it looks on him (he’s not lying). He’ll make it his right to gift you something in return.

Yoongi -

He’ll instantly get shy when you give it to him, but will try to play it off. He’ll play it off by teasing you and will surely make comments. Deep down inside he’ll be all warm and jittery and will appreciate your kind gesture.

Hobi -

Definitely will get excited and will take a picture straight away. He won’t get over it and will keep on mentioning it throughout the date. This really means a lot to him and he’ll always look back at this and smile at the memory.

Jimin -

He will hold it/wear it throughout the whole date. And will compare you to it, “it’s pretty just like you”. He won’t make a big deal about it out loud but just know he’s going insane on the inside. He will be very grateful though and will constantly thank you.

Taehyung -

Will sulk and pout because he didn’t make you one and he feels bad. He will insist on buying you something in return. He’s so happy that you made this for him and will bring it up every chance he gets. Will tease you for it and probably will tickle you. Flowers will get thrown at you!

Jungkook -

He’s so shocked because he has also made you one. Will constantly tell you that yours is better than his (you know how hard he is on himself). He will blush hard and won’t be able to hide his toothy grin. He will call you cute etc. And will definitely stay up at night thinking about you and your crown.

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kthice · 1 month

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Guys, do you have any requests for mbs, icons, users, dividers and layouts? Feel free to dm or ask me 🩷

divider by the amazing @gigittamic 🍡

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sailoryooons · 2 years

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Established relationship with yoongi. He needs some inspiration for his new mixtape and someone offers him to add some moaning sounds to his new track. And his girlfriend offers to record these in studio for real.

❀ Pairing: Yoongi x female reader

❀ Summary: Yoongi has been lacking inspiration in the studio. When one of his coworkers suggests using some out-of-the-box background effects for his music, Yoongi realizes that you’re the perfect person to help him.

❀ Word Count: 1,486

❀ Genre: Established relationship, pwp

❀ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately.

❀ Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content including oral (f. receiving), multiple orgasms, recording sexual encounters (audio), heavy making out, light grinding, Min Yoongi’s tongue tech

❀ Published: August 6, 2022

❀ A/N: THE ANSWER IS YES. IMMEDIATELY YES. I tweaked it just a tad because I actually had like a shell of something like this in my drafts from two months ago that never went anywhere, and then this beautiful ask was bestowed on me so I tweaked it a bit for this. I hope you enjoy 🥵 SHOUT OUT TO THE AMAZING @here2bbtstrash FOR BEING MY BETA ON THIS. I AM VERY BAD AT EDITING AND M MAKES MY LIFE SO MUCH EASIER I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH.

❀ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real-life scenarios.

Masterlist | Ask | Hali’s Happy Agust Request Fill |

Yoongi: Can you come to the studio? Need some help with a track. If you’re busy, no problem. Just needing some inspiration and had a few ideas.

Me: Of course, baby. Want me to bring anything on the way?

Yoongi: Wine?

Me: You got it. Be there in 30.

When you get to the studio, you’re surprised to find Yoongi not in the control room as usual, but in the live room where he’s seemingly checking the mic. Seeing no one else around, you pop your head inside, catching his attention.

He grins, making your heart flutter at the sight. Yoongi is always beautiful- calm expression with intelligent eyes, mouth prone to smirking, a laugh deep and soft that makes your toes curl. But there’s something about his current outfit that drives you a little mad: plain white tee stretched across broad shoulders, straight black jeans that emphasize what little ass he has, and a backward hat over his dyed-blonde hair.

“What are you doing in here?” You ask from the door as he finishes adjusting the microphone.

“Come in here.”

“I’ve told you a million times that I won’t sing for you.” You nod toward the mic and put your hand on your hip.

He smirks and crosses his arms. You eye the way his veins jump, making your mouth water a bit. You had never understood the obsession with people’s hands until you started dating Yoongi. Now, you get it. His hands – and arms by extension – are lovely. Artful. Sinful.

“I said, come in here.”

There’s little denying him when he uses that tone of voice, so you slip inside and shut the door behind you, the soft click chasing your heels as you cross the space. He doesn’t have headphones out or any gear, so you furrow your brows as he looks you over. He meets you halfway, taking the wine out of your hand and setting it on a stool off to the side.

“What’s going on?” You ask as soon as he comes back and put his hands on your hips. You feel the warmth of his hands through your shirt. Your heart jumps a bit, the smell of his woody cologne making you dizzy. Yoongi makes you dizzy in general, especially when he just smirks and guides you toward the couch.

“I told you, I have an idea and I need your help.”

“Oh, really?”

He sets you gently on the couch, dropping down to his knees. Your legs fall open immediately, staring down at him as your breath quickens. Fuck, is this the idea? Your heart is stuck in your throat as his hands skate up your thighs to your shorts, tugging a little.

“Will you let me draw pretty sounds from you, hmm?” He leans forward and nips at the inside of your knee, making your hips cant a little. You can feel yourself growing wetter at the thought of what he’s asking. “Want you to be featured in my music,” he continues, kissing your inner thighs and leaving a wet trail. “Wanna hear you cum on my tracks.”

“Fuck,” you breathe as his hands work the button of your shorts. You let him pull you out of them, the denim scraping down your legs. Your panties already feel damp as he brushes his thumb over them, up and down up and down. Your eyes flutter shut. “This was your idea?”

“Mhmm. Joon suggested making the song sexier.” He presses on your clit and you moan loudly, sparks shooting where he applies pressure. “What’s better than the sounds you make when I eat you out, hmm?”

“Yoongi.”

“Yes?”

“Please.”

“Do I have your permission?”

“Yes, please just touch me.”

His chuckle is soft and raspy as he pulls your underwear down slowly. He curses when he sees how wet you are for him, licking his lips as he fixates on you. You look at him, half-lidded when all he’s done is brush his lips against your knees and inner thighs.

“Fuck, you always get so worked up for me.” He traces your slick slit with his index finger and you squirm, watching and panting. You didn’t come here to be teased, a whine slipping out of your lips as he traces your clit lazily. “Gonna cum on my tongue for me, yeah?”

“Yes,” you beg.

Yoongi is slow when he leans in, tongue languidly licking you up from your core, sucking on your clit gently. You sigh in relief as he repeats the motion, preferring to savor your taste as he licks you up and down, building tension and making you buzz.

You’re not quiet, especially when he takes your clit in his mouth again and sucks gently. You dig your head back into the couch, hand shooting to his head. You knock the hat off of his head to grip his hair, making him laugh. It vibrates right through you, making you shut your eyes as he continues.

Everything feels warm. It’s like you’re short of breath as he continues, making messy noises as he sucks at you, doing the most so you can hear the way you drip for him. Yoongi eats pussy the same way he enjoys other things he likes: with vigor, focus and sounds of pleasure.

Hearing him makes you quake. His fingers press into your thighs, spreading you open for him as he shoves his face deeper into your pussy, sucking hard at your clit. Your muscles twitch under his ministrations, eyes squeezing shut.

“Fuck you’re gonna make me cum,” you gasp, one hand squeezing his hair tight enough to make him growl, the other squeezing the pillow next to you.

“Cum then,” he mutters between fucking his tongue into your hole. You gasp at the feeling. You tremble at the way he skillfully prods your entrance, looking up at you, sides of his lips curved in a smirk and glistening from your slick. “Love when you cum on my tongue. Make the prettiest fucking noises and you taste so good.”

“Shit.”

And then he does the thing he knows would drive you insane – he leans up a bit, gathers his saliva, and spits directly on your pussy as he sticks two fingers inside of you, massaging that soft spot inside of you.

For a moment, you think you see God. Everything in you squeezes – your eyes, your legs, your lungs, your soul. For a moment, you can’t breathe and all you can hear is your distant scream as you cum, and your vision goes white.

Yoongi slows his fingers, stroking you through your orgasm and kissing your thighs. You’re vaguely aware that he’s speaking to you. Fuck I love when you do that. Squeezing my fucking fingers. Just like that baby, so fucking hot.

When you’re finally able to breathe again, you look down to see Yoongi looking up at you, smirking, mouth covered in your cum. His eyes are dark, hungry. Your legs feel like jello and your heart races in your chest, a wild drum that you can’t slow down.

You already know what he wants when he asks, “Another?”

“Mmm wan’ suck you off.”

“Hmmm … after one more. You can cum on my tongue again for me, yeah?

You’re busy making dinner when Yoongi comes home from a day of finishing off his editing for his album. He slips behind you and gives you a hug from behind as you stir dinner. You grin as he gives you a kiss on the side of your neck.

“Hello,” you greet gently, turning to meet his lips for a quick peck. He’s soft around the edges today, finally relaxed now that he’s done with the hard part of his album. “You’re back early.”

“Went smooth.” He drops his stuff on the island and walks over to where music is pumping out from your phone. He disconnects you from the Bluetooth speakers and connects his. “I have a new song for you to hear- it’s track 11 on the album.”

“Is that so?”

“Mmm.” He grunts, finding it and playing. It starts with a nice beat, something lowkey and kind of sexy. But then you hear it, making you spin quickly, ladle in hand, to see him all out laughing.

“EEEEK!” You scream, barely able to hear the sound of you moaning layered on top of other adlibs and sounds. You know that most people may not be able to hear it, but you sure can. “YOU ACTUALLY USED IT?”

“Your voice is fit for music, baby.”

“You are ridiculous.”

“Shhh … this will be your favorite part.” There’s a pause as the beat switches, but not without an audible sound of spitting.

In an instant, you become hot and bothered. Yoongi grins at you knowingly, walking into the kitchen and flicking the burner off as he looks down at you. “Can dinner wait, baby?”

“Yes. It absolutely can wait.”

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saintsuga · 1 year

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beenbaanbuun · 2 years

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Pretty Little Baby - Min Yoongi

Words: 3.9k

Genre: smut/fluff

Warnings: virgin!reader, slight dom!yoongi, fingering, penetrative sex, cum eating, Yoongi is whipped fr his gf, cursing, female genitalia is used (if there are any more, please let me know)

“What?” Yoongi looked at you with eyes as wide as saucers, his mouth positioned into an ‘O’. “But you’re so hot.”

“Oh wow, thank you Yoongi.” Your voice was thick with sarcasm. You were certain that it was the right time to tell Yoongi, but apparently not. You leaned back against the headboard, crossing your arms in annoyance.

“No, I just meant-”

“Just because I’m ‘hot’,” You put air quotes around that word, finding your usually poetic boyfriend’s choice of words amusing, “That doesn't mean I have to have sex with anyone who offers.” Yoongi blushed, feeling bad about his sudden outburst.

The fact that you were a virgin just came as a surprise to him, that's all. He really didn't mean to make you feel bad about anything, but it appears it was too late for that, the frown on your face letting him know that he’d said something wrong.

“That’s not what I meant, baby,” His hand shot forwards to grab yours, trying his hardest to comfort you. He hated making you sad. “It just came as a surprise, that's all. I didn't think you’d still be a…” The frown on your face became bigger as he approached the word ‘virgin’. It seemed as though he was just digging a deeper and deeper hole for himself.

“We’ve been dating for over a year, now, and I’ve never once had sex with you,” The laugh that came out of your mouth was a way of trying to mask your sadness at the whole situation. In a strange way, you felt a little guilty, like you should’ve been more willing to give yourself to your boyfriend, but you just weren't ready. Until now, that is. “How did you not realise?”

“I just assumed you weren't ready to have it with me.” You weren’t ready to have it with anyone, not just your boyfriend. For a while, you just assumed you were asexual, something else that you felt guilty for not telling Yoongi about.

Then things changed. Your relationship with Yoongi was moving quicker than any other relationship, your trust and love for him growing at an exponential rate. It wasn’t until you’d fallen head over heels for him that you realised just how much you wanted him. You didn't understand what the feeling was at first, never having felt it before. It came and went, getting especially strong when you were in close proximity to your boyfriend. It was a dull ache in the pit of your stomach, going down into your core. It felt warm, a little wet too, and your clitoris would throb, desperately begging you for something.

Usually, you’d just spend the evening at your own home with your hand between your legs, crying out your boyfriend’s name into your otherwise silent room. Your mind would be full of images of him working out, or stepping out of the shower, but sometimes it just wasn't enough. The real thing would’ve been so much better, his slender fingers working away at your cunt in a way that you simply couldn't yourself. His smooth voice would tease you, spitting nasty words into your ear as he drew you closer and closer to the edge.

Everything got harder to manage when he asked you to move in with him. You’d be lying if you said you weren't absolutely thrilled at his proposition, excited for your growing relationship, but there was just something in the back of your mind that you couldn't escape. How were you going to deal with your little problem if you’d no longer be alone at night? You could no longer spend hours at a time pleasuring yourself to the thought of him; not when he was sleeping right next to you.

Soon it became too much. You hadn’t touched yourself in weeks and the dull throbbing between your legs just wouldn't go away. And now you were living with Yoongi, there was no escape from him. Everything he did turned you on, somehow, no matter how small. The way his fingers held his coffee mug in the morning, fiddling with the handle so gently, the tendons in the back of his hand shifting with each finger movement. The way his tongue darted out of his mouth to soothe his dry lips leaving a trail of saliva in its wake. You couldn’t take it anymore; you needed a solution.

“Well I wasn’t, but…” You fumbled over your words, feeling a little embarrassed about what you were about to tell him. His hand squeezed yours, urging you to carry on. You absolutely loved how understanding he was. “I want you to fuck me.”

He didn't say a word, too in shock to say anything. Usually, you were so innocent with your words, blushing whenever Yoongi even dared to curse in front of you. He wasn’t even sure if he’d ever heard your pretty little mouth say ‘damn’ before, let alone ‘fuck’. He couldn't lie, though, it turned him on, the feeling of his dick now pressing against the fabric of his pants making him hold back a groan.

“You want me to fuck you?” You nodded slowly, feeling nervous under his gaze. He let out a snort, laughing at your shyness despite your previous choice of words, “You want me to take your virginity? Make you feel good?” The way you looked down, avoiding his eyes made him want to let out a laugh. God, you were so cute, so innocent, and you wanted him to take it all away. You wanted him to ruin you…

“Talk, baby,” He let go of your hand, using it to grab your chin instead. He positioned your head, making sure that you were looking him right in the eyes. He wanted to watch the innocence drain from your eyes as he teased you. He wanted to see you grow nervous under his glare. They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and Yoongi wanted to peek at yours. “Tell me what you want from me.”

The whimper that left your mouth was nothing short of pathetic. It was music to Yoongi’s ears, drawing him in. He wanted to hear more, wanted to know what you sounded like when you were in an unbearable amount of pleasure. To make those sounds come out of you would be a dream come true.

“I-I want,” He hummed in response, the shyness in your tone going straight to his member. The look on his face urged you to continue, his eyes burrowing into yours, begging you to let him have you. “I want you to make me feel good, Yoongi.” That was his cue.

He burst forward, closing the gap between the two of you. The kiss was rushed, animalistic almost, not that you minded. This was exactly what you had in mind when you imagined him all those times. Teeth against teeth, tongues pushing against one another as Yoongi forces you to submit to him. You wanted to be used by him.

You felt messy as he groaned into your mouth, a mixture of your two salivas collecting at the corner of your mouth, ready to drip down your chin at any second. His hand had your hair in a tight hold, keeping you pressed up against him. There was no escape, not that you wanted there to be.

“God, I love you,” He whispered as he pulled away. He didn't go far, leaning his forehead against yours, staring down at your abused lips. The sight made him want to know how they’d look around his dick. That was for another day, though. Tonight was all about you. “Do you know just how long I’ve wanted this for, baby?” You shook your head against his, not trusting yourself to open your mouth. “Come here, baby. Feel how hard I am.”

You ran your hand down his clothed torso, taking all the time in the world to feel the muscles that sat behind the thin material of his t-shirt. You’d felt it before, but never in this context, and never had it made you this aroused. You could feel just how wet you were, your juices lubricating your thighs as you rubbed them together, desperate for the tiniest bit of stimulation.

Finally, you reached your destination, your hand resting lightly over Yoongi’s bulge. The feeling of it resting against your hand made you let out a whine. It was big, thick. Honestly, you weren’t sure how it was meant to fit inside of you, your hole only having experience with your two fingers.

“You don't have to be so gentle.” He spoke with a chuckle, watching as you tried to conceal yet another moan. You looked so small sitting there, despite the fact that you almost matched him in height. It made him feel like you were under his control, listening to his every command and following them with ease. The thought alone made his dick twitch, causing a small gasp to come from your mouth as you felt it under your hand.

You still refused to put any more pressure on his bulge, scared that you may hurt him if you held him too tightly. The last thing you wanted to do was ruin the atmosphere. Yoongi had other ideas though. He let his hand rest on your shoulder, trailing his fingers down your arm slowly. The sensation sent tingles through your body. You shuddered at the feeling.

Once Yoongi’s hand was where he wanted it to be, right on top of yours, he squeezed. Your smaller hand tightened around him, making him let out a groan. Involuntarily, he bucked his hips up, forcing his member up into your hand even more. He could’ve cum right there, the feeling of something other than his own hand being almost too much for him to handle. It took him a moment to remember it was your night, pulling your hand off of himself and stopping his impending orgasm from happening.

“You’re so good, baby,” His voice was barely above a whisper, but it was deep. Much more than it usually was. The lust that ran through his body seemed to make his voice drop an octave. It didn't help the wetness between your legs, the need to have him touch you only growing as he spoke. “Such a good little baby, all for me.”

His words were making everything so much harder to cope with. You needed him inside of you, now. If you had to wait for much longer, you were sure you’d go insane.

“Yoongi!” You cried out, pushing your chest forward into his. Your pyjamas didn’t offer much of a barrier for you, your hardened nipples rubbing against his chest.

“Yes?” Humour was laced through his voice. No matter how much you wanted him, you couldn't deny that sometimes, he was extremely annoying. He knew what you wanted, and yet he still had the audacity to make you say it.

“Touch me, already.” You grabbed at his hand, desperately trying to manoeuvre it towards your core. He had none of it, though, pulling his hand away harshly.

“I thought you were going to be good for me?” He did his best to sound hurt as if your desperation had offended him in some way. “If you were good, you’d say please.” His tone was harsh, his words almost coming out in a growl. As infuriating as he was being, you could help but let your eyes flicker closed, the arousal becoming too much for you.

“Please.” You sounded as if you were on the verge of tears, and honesty, you were. Your pussy was aching to the point where it was almost painful. At this point, you were one step away from locking yourself in the bathroom and using the showerhead. At least then you wouldn't have to wait.

He didn't say another word, instead, letting his hand fall to where you wanted him most. His touch was gentle at first, barely brushing against your clit above your pyjama bottoms. It didn’t matter though, your body jumping no matter how light or brief the touch was. It was the first stimulation you'd had other than your own hands and it was a blessing.

There was something that felt so different about someone else touching you and yet it was all so familiar. The shock of electricity that coursed through your body, stopping your brain from thinking for a brief moment, yet you weren't the one in control. You were giving everything up, letting Yoongi hold the reigns for you, tugging on them in ways different to how you would yourself, leading you in a completely different direction.

Finally, he let his hand slip underneath the fabric, guiding it down lower and lower until it came into contact with your bare pussy. His eyes shot up to meet yours, surprise laced through his expression.

“No underwear?” He smirked, pushing his fingertips against your sensitive bus, rubbing slow circles against it. “Looks like my good little baby isn't so good after all.” You could hear how wet you were, squelching sounds ringing throughout the room. “Fucking nasty.” He grunted, speeding up the movement of his fingers against you.

You cried out, your first orgasm of the night quickly approaching. Your body was twitching, thighs shaking as you let your bodyweight topple into Yoongi. His spare arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you in place as he worked. A mixture of gentle praises and degrading comments were whispered into your ear, working perfectly against each other to bring you closer and closer to your release.

“You look so pretty like that,” He spat into your ear as he pushed one of the fingers into you, shifting his hand so that he could penetrate you, his thumb continuing to work on your clit. “So pretty letting me ruin you like this. I can't believe you’re letting me corrupt you, finally.” He grinned against your neck, gently nipping at your skin with his canines.

His finger moved inside of you, feeling just how tight you were. He wasn’t sure how he’d be able to fit himself inside of you, but he was sure he’d find a way. Especially since you seemed to be so needy for him.

Suddenly, you tightened around him, a loud moan coming from you as you came. Chants of ‘my good baby,’ left your boyfriend's mouth, praising you. Nothing could've boosted his ego more than this, being the only person, other than yourself, to ever make you cum. He was never going to let you forget that he was your first, and so far, your only.

“What do you want now baby?” He let you catch your breath before asking you. His hand gently brushed your hair out of your face, making sure it couldn't stick to the layer of sweat that sat on your face. You always looked gorgeous to him, but nothing could compare to how you looked now. Besides, it was him that made you look like that. “You want my dick, yeah? Want me to fuck you?” You nodded at him, your body setting alight once more at his words. “Words, baby.”

“Fuck yes.”

He sprung into action, retrieving his hand from your pyjama pants and lifting his wet fingers to his mouth. He smirked as his tongue darted out and began to kitten lick his fingers. A groan sounded through the air and he began to suckle on it, pushing it further and further into his mouth. Next time, he’d have to drink it straight from the source. Not today though, he needed to be inside of you.

As he sucked your essence off of his finger, he used his other hand to push you back onto the bed. You watched him with hooded eyes as he pulled your pants down, sighing deeply as he saw your pussy, all wet and ready for him. It was perfect. The way it glistened pulled him in. He couldn't take his eye off of your hole that twitched around nothing. It was practically begging for him to fill you up, and he was more than happy to listen.

His finger was pulled out of his mouth with a ‘pop’, Yoongi having finished devouring every drop of your cum that sat on his finger. Looking at you, it was obvious that you’d need more preparation before he even attempted to fuck you. You were certainly wet enough for him, but you were still a virgin and you were still the love of his life. If he hurt you in any way, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to take it.

“Just need to make sure you can take me, baby.” His voice was softer than it had been all night. It served as assurance that once he was done, you’d get what you wanted from him. All he had to do first was open you up.

Much like before, he started with one finger, slowly pushing it in and out for a few seconds before adding another. You weren't used to the stretch, his fingers being thicker than your own. The whimper you let out was quickly shushed by him, his other hand rubbing gentle circles into the flesh of your thigh.

Your face was screwed up in pleasure, the initial burning soon melting away into pleasure. You’d never experienced such a feeling before, and it was overwhelming. You let out short sharp breaths, trying to hold back the embarrassingly loud sounds that were on the verge of slipping out. Your resolve soon fell apart when Yoongi began to scissor his fingers, pushing against your walls to open them up. You were sensitive and the feeling of his calloused fingertips pressing into the sensitive muscle made you let out a high pitched squeal.

Never before had you been able to cum from your own fingers alone, but Yoongi seemed to be getting the job done fairly well. He watched as you writhed around, your eyes screwed shut as regular cries of pure satisfaction left your body. He felt the signs of your release once more, but before you could topple over the ledge, he removed his hand. A loud laugh left him as you cried out in frustration, kicking your legs like a child having a tantrum. Adorable.

You soon stopped when his hands moved to the bottom of his shirt, swiftly removing it before moving to the waistband of his bottoms. You’d noticed earlier in the night that he’d had no boxers on underneath. It wasn’t hard when all that separated his dick from the world was a thin piece of grey material. You were still surprised when his member was finally released, slapping lightly against his stomach and leaving a droplet of pearlescent pre-cum to run down the soft flesh of his stomach.

“Like what you see, baby?” Yoongi crawled on top of you. He smiled when he noticed that you couldn't seem to take your eyes off of his dick. He didn't think it was that big, knowing that some of his members were bigger, but the look on your face boosted his ego a little.

“It's bigger than I expected.” You watched as he positioned himself at your entrance, stopping before pushing it in.

“I know, baby,” A kiss was pressed to your temple. “It might hurt a little but that feeling will go, okay?” You nodded your head, needing him inside you. "Still on the pill right?” You hummed in agreement. It was mainly used to regulate your periods but now it had another use, you guessed.

“Good, baby.” And with that, he slid himself into you. It went slowly, going in inch by inch until finally, he was seated deep inside of you. He was right, it did sting a little, but he waited patiently, holding back his own deep grunts. He watched you carefully waiting for you to unscrew your eyes and the grimace to leave your face. When it finally did, he left a quick kiss to your cheek bone. It made him happy to see your pain slip away. “Can I move?”

In response, you bucked your hips up into his, shifting his cock inside of you. As it rubbed against your walls you groaned, relishing the delectable feeling of pleasure that shot through your core. He felt like nothing you’d ever experienced before, and you felt nothing but joy in the fact that Yoongi was the person to make you feel this way.

As per your non-verbal instructions, he began to thrust into you, beautiful sounds leaving him each and every time he bottomed out. You were the same, whimpers and cries coming from you as you gripped onto his shoulders.

Grounding yourself was hard, your head beginning to float up into the clouds as he relentlessly thrust into you over and over again with no break. Occasionally, he changed the pace, first speeding up a little before letting himself stop, moving instead at an excruciatingly slow pace. He was close himself. How could he not be? It was heaven for him to be inside of someone again, and even better was the fact that it was you, his baby.

He wouldn’t come before you though.

He slipped his hand between the two of you, once again moving his fingers against your pussy. Compared to his smooth circles from before, he was much rougher. His hand moved from side to side, fingers flicking against your clitoris at a speed you could never dream of replicating yourself. Wherever he was doing worked, though. You were being pushed towards the edge much faster than before and you werent sure how much longer you could hold on for.

“I can feel it, baby,” He took his earlobe into your mouth, sucking and biting on it. “Let go for me, yeah?”

His words were all it took to push you to orgasm. Your back arched, stomach pressing up to meet his as your thighs shook on either side of him. White was all you saw, your vision slipping away from you as well as your touch on reality. Whatever Yoongi had done to you was the best thing that had ever happened to you, and with that final thought, you came.

It didnt take long for Yoongi to follow suit, his hips stuttering as he let go. Ribbons of cum flowed out of him and into you. It felt warm inside of you; sticky too. He stopped thrusting, letting himself push all the way into you once more whilst he released. Long, low groans left his mouth and finally, he collapsed on top of you.

He could’ve fallen asleep right there and then, but first, he needed to make sure you were okay. He pulled himself out of you, flipping himself over so he was instead lay by your side. A hand lifted up, stroking the side of your face to try and bring you back down to reality. It took a few moments, your head fuzzy, but Yoongi was patient with you, grinning as incoherent mumbles fell from your tongue.

“Hey there, pretty,” A soft voice filled your head as Yoongi began to speak. “I’m sorry if I tired you out a little too much. We just need to do a few things and then you can sleep.” You nodded along with his voice, not really taking in what was being said.

“Come on, baby. I’ll run you a nice warm bath.”

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*tata mic face* dad!yoongi pls 🙂

everybody’s gangster until the tata mic face comes out 🫣 please accept this nonsense, which shall henceforth be known as dadchwita.

1/2/23: a second dadchwita drabble can be found here!

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Cheek smushed into the pillow, a weight on the small of your back kept you from rolling over. Bleary-eyed, you squinted ahead to find your husband in a similar position. His eyes were, of course, still shut.

Yoongi’s alarm clock hadn’t gone off yet, indicating it was even earlier than six in the morning. This wasn’t much of a surprise, however. Neither of you had been able to utilize that alarm much over the past five years.

Unable to make full use of your mouth, what you came up with was a mumble at best: “Your children would like your attention, love.”

When he didn’t stir, you slid your arm across the sheets without breaching the border of your comforter. You tapped the tip of his nose gently with your index finger, searching for proof of life. Impassive, as was to be expected at this hour.

If not for that gravelly morning voice blowing his cover, he could’ve kept his grift going. Stayed in bed, soaking in whatever extra minutes he could gather while you attempted to persuade your children back into their beds. It would’ve been difficult, given the current circumstances, but you’d seen him sleep through worse.

“I thought we settled on this. Before seven o’clock, they’re your kids,” he groaned.

You snorted; the force of the exhale through your nose prompted him to crack his eyes open. This was your favorite way to start every day: watching his pupils dilate as he woke up and saw you before anything or anyone else. Even if that occurred before sunrise.

“I think they’ve got us surrounded, general,” He yawned, “What’s your status?”

There was wiggling above you. Two arms slipped around your back in a hug that couldn’t quite complete its circle around you. Judging by the quiet affection, the child clinging to you like a backpack was your oldest; you were sure. Sweet as honey, that five year-old, and as soft-spoken as her father.

You reported out, furthering the bit, “I’ve literally got opposition breathing down my neck, sergeant. Their leader, Iseul, is holding her position. What’s your status?”

Your youngest - at only eighteen months - had fashioned himself into a hat for his father. Two tiny legs draped over Yoongi’s head at his chin and forehead, framing the face shooting a sleepy, closed-mouth smile your way.

Of course his father hadn’t woken up when he climbed up there. Perhaps Iseul gave him a boost once she was done springing him from his room.

Yoongi’s arms reached up to keep the little one’s balance. He babbled excitedly at the attention, and kicked his legs in a way that made Yoongi’s eyebrows shoot up towards his hairline, “They’ve got a tank, general! Woo-jin is bringing out the artillery!”

“Hold that line, sergeant, no matter what it takes! On my signal, we launch a counter strike!”

His twinkling eyes set their sights on your face, waiting for your instruction. A moment later, you narrowed your eyes, pursed your lips, and nodded firmly.

Your respective, living accessories each exploded into giggles as their parents lurched upright and snatched them both up. Iseul squealed as your fingertips tickled her sides without mercy. Even flailing wildly, she made no real effort to escape your lap or your teasing.

“Tell me where your sniper is!” You demanded through your own giddy laughter, “I’ll abide by the Geneva Convention, but I won’t let you off the hook!”

Next to you, Yoongi tugged up Woo-jin’s dinosaur-print pajama top and blew a loud raspberry on the toddler’s bare belly. He wasn’t quick enough in his retreat, though. Woo-jin’s chubby, socked foot knocked him right in the ear.

“General, I’ve been hit!” He sucked in a massive breath, then released it in a gasp, “I’m not gonna make it. Promise me that you’ll tell my wife I loved her -“

You were laughing so hard, your eyes were swimming. But Yoongi didn’t end his theatrics there. He never shied away from melodrama if given the stage for it.

“- and that there is a more efficient way to load the dishwasher, but I didn’t push it because she does this scary thing with her eyebrows when given constructive criticism!”

With that, his second gasp came even more loudly than his first. He closed his eyes, let his tongue slip out of the corner of his mouth, and then he slumped over until his body covered Woo-jin’s. With his arms already wrapped firmly around your youngest, Yoongi’s weight was maintained exclusively on his own elbows.

“No, no, daddy!” Woo-jin’s tiny voice erupted from under the black curtain of Yoongi’s hair, but it was difficult to hear over the rapid-fire kisses Yoongi was peppering over his cheeks - and his squeaky, belly laugh.

Iseul, who was breathless and blushing cherry red in your arms, shrieked, “Now!”

“Oh, no!” You squealed, eyes wide with genuine apprehension.

The four-year-old wild card hadn’t made a peep yet. Given his penchant for chaos, this was deeply unsettling. Next to you, Yoongi ceased his barrage of affection and tilted his head to look your way. The uneasy expression on his face was identical to yours.

There was a roar from behind you that seemed to pause the Earth’s rotation. As if in slow motion, Yoongi’s jaw dropped open as his gaze tracked movement you were unable to see. You, none the wiser, braced yourself for whatever was coming next.

From the bed frame above you - formerly hidden in plain sight, uncharacteristically still - came Duri, like a bat out of hell.

His kamikaze dive down onto your back ended with two arms linking around your neck - much more carefully than he’d ever done before. His clumsy hand pushed your hair off your cheek to make way for a sloppy kiss. Your heart, still pounding, swelled in your chest.

Iseul’s flushed face was taken over by a mischievous grin. She pushed her messy bangs out of her eyes before meeting her dongsaeng’s waiting hand in a high-five. Victorious, she snickered, “We win, mommy.”

Apparently, you really hadn’t learned your lesson with her father.

You really can’t trust the quiet ones, can you?

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