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margotw10bis · 1 month

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Pretty Baby. KNJ [m]

sugardaddy!namjoon x sugarbaby!reader

Genre: smut; short-story

Words: 2.2k

Synopsis: Namjoon is your sugar daddy. However, you can't deny how your heart is jumping in your chest when he calls you his "pretty baby"… But when did it all begin?

Warnings: rough sex; unprotected sex; oral sex (f. receiving); Namjoon is huge 😳; he loves ass; use of "daddy"

1 → 2 → 3 (Bonus : Memories ; Doubts & Possibilities)

This part takes place before chapter 1.

Namjoon has always thought your first encounter was that night at a bar when he asked you to be his sugar baby. Little did he know there was, in fact, an unofficial encounter, several months before that.

It was at Incheon Airport, while you were waiting to pick Jimin up after a trip with his childhood friend Jungkook. You were actually grumpy when you saw that his plane had 20 minutes delay. But all of that went forgotten when you heard some sobbing nearby. You looked all around you and noticed a little boy, maybe three or four years old. He was crying but he was all alone. You frowned and was ready to walk to him when a tall, brawny and blond hair man kneeled down in front of the boy.

You stepped closer, ready to jump in if the man had bad intentions. However, you heard him talking with the sweetest tone possible despite his deep voice.

"Are you lost?" The man asked

The boy nodded, crying louder. Your heart broke a little to witness him this sad and scared.

"Don't worry, I'm gonna help you. I promise I gonna find your parents" His savior said, putting a reassuring hand on the boy's shoulder

His palm was so big on the small child's body that you wondered if the man has ever been a child before. His aura was nothing but goodness and the way the little boy stopped crying proved you right. The stranger, of whom you could see the face now, was the most handsome man you've ever seen. His eyes, which you surely thought could be very intimidating in other situations, were so pretty in their brown shade. His lips were pulp and the cute dimples on his cheeks when he smiled were like a Cupid's arrow entering your heart. Was that love at first sight?

The man asked the boy for his name.

"Seo-joon" He answered with a hiccup

"Let me see your bag, maybe there is your parents number"

You could totally see that the man was trying to be as delicate as possible and it made you giggle by the sweetness. He was definitely daddy material — only if you knew how much...

The backpack of the little child had, indeed, a tag with his parents' information. The man dialed the number and a panicked voice answered the call.

"Hello, I'm with your son. Don't worry, he is okay. We are in the arrival hall, near the information panels"

Seo-joon's parents arrived quickly after that, running to their son. They were crying and thanking the stranger at the same time. An embarrassed smile grew on the man's face. You wanted to talk to him but he walked away before you could do it.

You had been thinking about him for months but what could you do? You knew nothing about him, not even his name. But luck was on your side since Jimin, without knowing it, gave you the opportunity to see the man again when he literally dragged your ass to a luxurious bar. At first, you didn't want to go but your best friend insisted so much that you gave up.

You were sitting at the bar, waiting for your drinks when a man sat down next to you. When you turned your head and saw the stranger from the airport, your heart stopped and your throat went dry. He was even more handsome than from your memories.

He introduced himself and you did the same. Namjoon started to flirt with and you flirted back. But you surely didn't imagine what he would say next:

"Look, I'm going to be honest. You're very pretty but I'm not looking for a girlfriend" You remember that your heart broke a little when he said that "But, if you're okay if it, we can have a different kind of relationship"

"What kind?" You asked, completely dumbfounded

"A sugar daddy/baby one" Namjoon answered, looking straight into your eyes

What?! You had never, in your entire life, thought about having a sugar daddy. You didn't even need the money, your current job was paying you enough. And Namjoon wasn't so much older, even though he was 35 and you were 24.

You just asked him why and he was honest enough to tell you that he didn't have time for more and that you wouldn't be the only one. You thought about it for a few minutes and then you realized that seeing him again was fate and that you couldn't miss the chance. You wanted to be with him the very first minute you saw him. If you had to be his sugar baby for that, then a sugar baby you would be. You accepted, not caring about the ridiculous amount of money he offered you. You didn't need the money but you wanted the man.

After that, you spent the night — a very hot night during which you realized how much of a beast Namjoon was in bed — with him in a hotel room. A few days later, he texted you an address. He didn't say what you would do there and you didn't question. You just went to the rendezvous.

You were quite surprised to stand in front of a luxurious block apartment in one of the most expensive districts of Seoul. At first, you thought it was Namjoon's place and you were very curious to see how his flat was, to see if he had photos of him, his family and his friends. But when Namjoon joined you and opened the door of one of the apartments, you were more than surprised to meet an empty one.

The place was huge and the windows provided an amazing view on Seoul, but there was no furniture at all.

"Do you like it?" Namjoon asked you

"The view is beautiful" You managed to say, not knowing where he wanted to go with his question

"Good. It's yours, baby"

You gasped and looked at Namjoon with wide open eyes. In the other hand, Namjoon was pleased by your reaction and he walked closer to kiss you deeply. His hands quickly found your ass and he pressed your body against his. You were small in his arms. You knew Namjoon was very strong and he could break you very easily but instead of being scared of it, you just felt good in his embrace. You felt protected and you wished you could never leave it.

It didn't take long for Namjoon to lead to the kitchen island. He grabbed your thighs to make you sit on it and started kissing your neck. Your fingers were in his soft hair and your legs circled his waist, trying to pull him deeper into your skin. You felt his hand slowly going down to capture your tit in order to massage it. Your head rolled back at the pleasure of it. He took off your top and bra in no time to finally get to see your pretty boobs. He smirked when he noticed your already hard nipples.

He dived into it, sucking and rolling his tongue around it. Soft moans left your mouth and your pussy became wetter and wetter. Fuck, he was good. You whimpered when he bit on one of your nipples but an instant pleasure chased the pain. You loved how rough he was. You kind of got the clue that the rougher he was, the more he cared. So you did want him to be harsh with you.

Namjoon pushed your chest down so you could lie on your back. The material of the kitchen island was so cold against your burning skin that it made your shiver. Namjoon took some seconds to admire how beautiful you were and then made sure to completely undress you. Your naked body entirely at his disposal was the best thing ever for him.

"My pretty baby" He whispered before taking a big licking of your wet pussy

You jolted and moaned of how good it was to feel his tongue on you. He was eating your pussy so good that you couldn't think straight. Namjoon loved to see how your body reacted when he was touching you and he made it as his mission to make you cum as much as he could. He entered you with one of his long digits. He knew your tight pussy wasn't used enough to his big cock for penetrating you directly. He was pumping you, covering his finger with your juices. When the sliding was smooth enough, he added another finger.

"It feels good, daddy" You moaned with red cheeks — calling him daddy was very new to you at the time

"Your pussy is so tight, I love it. Let's find out if you can take another one" He teased before entering you with a third digit

Fuck, he was stretching you so good that you gasped. Namjoon curled his fingers inside your pussy to hit your g-spot, making you lose your sanity. His tongue was keeping its devilish pattern on your clit and you could feel your orgasm slowly building inside your stomach. Namjoon smirked when your walls got tighter around his fingers. He sped up his pace, just to push you closer to the edge.

"Cum on my fingers. Come on, baby"

His raspy voice against your pussy was a real sin and it was enough for you to go to the other side. You cummed hard on his fingers, screaming his name despite your heavy breathe.

Namjoon stood up to kiss you, your arousal still tasted on his tongue. You were slowly coming back to Earth while Namjoon used the hand that was in your pussy to lube his big cock. You didn't even notice him taking off his clothes. You opened your eyes to awe his buff body. His biceps and abs were flexing as he was pumping himself. He was so damn hot that you had to bite your lower lip to prevent a moan at his sight.

"Open your legs for daddy" Namjoon orders and fuck, you could feel your pussy dripping

You hold your thighs to give as much room for Namjoon as you could and he guided his fat dick to your entrance. The tip was teasing you and you couldn't wait to feel him inside you. You shuddered when the teasing was longer than you thought it would be.

"Beg for it"

Namjoon loved hearing how desperate you were for his cock. It boosted his already huge ego and you didn't mind making it bigger. Namjoon was, in fact, the man you loved and you could do whatever he wanted to make him happy.

"Please, daddy, I need your cock" You begged, making Namjoon satisfied

"Good girl" He praises as he gently entered you

Fuck, he was so big, it was almost painful. When he was fully in you, Namjoon pushed your knees against your chest to open you wider. It made your cunt clench and Namjoon growl. He started pounding you hard and deep. That was no doubt he knew what he was doing. Never a man had fucked you this good and the pleasure was enhanced by this huge size.

Sounds of skins clapping were echoing in the empty apartment like the sweetest melody ever. Your boobs, bouncing in rhythm with Namjoon's dick strokes, appealed him and he bent over to suck on your nipples. You groaned, feeling overwhelmed by all the sensations on your body.

"Fucking big" You choked up, making Namjoon giggle

"Fucking tight" He replied playfully

Your pretty face was torn by pleasure which spurred him to fuck rougher, if it was even possible. You looked so precious like that. His pretty baby.

You felt your second orgasm near so you grabbed Namjoon's hair to kiss him messily. Moans from both sides were mixing between your lips.

"Faster, daddy" You begged, completely delirious

Namjoon did it and you reached your high — again — in no time. You thought that he would slow down but it surely wasn't his intention. He, instead, put one of his warm palms around your neck and the other one on your clit. It was like Namjoon wanted to never end your orgasm but it was too much for you. Your eyes filled with tears and your mouth opened, no sound able to come from your shaking body.

"Look at you" He smirked "So fucked up. Tell daddy how much you love his cock"

"I fucking love your cock!" You screamed

"You're so fucking pretty"

Namjoon pounded a couple of times more before pulling abruptly out of your pussy and jerk him off to paint your stomach with his hot and thick white seed. He took a few seconds to admire his art piece but he didn't wait long before picking it up with his index and middle finger. He brought them up to your mouth.

"Open" He ordered and pushed his digits inside your mouth

You could taste his salty cum on your tongue as you rolled it around his fingers to clean them up.

"Good fucking girl" He praised

He kissed you so gently after that that it surprised you. You didn't think Namjoon could be so caring after fucking you so roughly. But it'd soon be your favourite thing about him. He hugged you tight despite your sticky tummy and his sweaty body — you both didn't care at all about it.

"How about a hot bath?" He offered you with a very sweet voice

You were definitely in love with the man.

Memories → Next

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kookssin · 1 year

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mile high | jeon jungkook

PLAY DO I WANNA KNOW? BY THE ARCTIC MONKEYS

genre: sugardaddy!jk au, flithy smut, sex on an airplane, they're doing it in a public place kinda? reader may be in love

wordcount: 1.8k

"i'm so excited" you spoke as you arrived at the airport, earning a chuckle from the man next to you "you're excited for a 12 hour flight?"

"i don't mind it!" you shrugged with a smile "i haven't been on a plane in a long time! aaaaand" you added "im excited for our vacation" , looking up at him before your eyes fixated on the huge place around you as you entered the airport.

he intertwined your fingers as you walked through the crowd, making sure you didn't loose each other. with a soft smile, you folllowed closely next to him, wrapping your other hand around his arm too to feel some more safety. as soon as you walked through the gate onto the plane, you let out a relieved sigh, happy to be in the plane and out of the big crowd of people. "do you want to sit at the window, baby?" you nodded desperately, appreciating the fact that he offered you the 'better' seat. - a few hours had already passed and you were fast asleep against jungkooks shoulder, his hand placed on your thigh as he caressed it up and down, staring out of the window in boredom when an idead came into his mind.

with a smirk, he gently shook you awake, not able to wait anymore. "what?" you sighed, rubbing your eyes as you looked at him, your eyebrows furrowing as you saw his lustful gaze on you. "i'm bored baby" he whined, squeezing your thigh "and what do you want me to do about it?" you asked with a raised eyebrow, clearly pissed that he woke you up from your sleep.

he squeezed your thigh once again, smirking as he trailed his hand further up to your core "you know what i want, princess. don't act so oblivious" you bit your lip as you watched his hand cup your clothed pussy, rubbing against it right where your clit was. "jungkook" you breathed out, your hand wrapping around his thick wrist, trying to stop him "not here"

"well then go on baby" his breath fanning against your ear as he spoke "go into the bathroom and wait for me" you widened your eyes at him, surprised by his boldness. "okay" you let out a shaky breath as his hand left your slowly wetting pussy "good girl" he smiled, spanking your butt as you walked past him to bathroom.

with nervous hands, you opened the door to the big bathroom, your jaw dropping as you looked around in the big room. you've never been in a first class bathroom before, this was your first flight with jungkook ever. while still looking at everything in the bathroom, you heard him entering the bathroom moments after you.

"there's my pretty girl" he grinned, not wasting a moment before he backed you up against the counter, his hands wrapped around your waist as he smashed his lips agaisnt yours. he hummed into your mouth as you gripped his nape, playing with his soft locks as your tongues moved against each other.

a soft moan escaped your mouth as he grinded his already hardening dick against your heated core. his cold hands trailed underneath your shirt, pulling it over your head before he started to kiss down your jaw, sucking on your jugular as his fingers pulled down your panties and panties, his fingers gliding through your wet folds after seconds. "already so wet for daddy? you're so cute baby" he cooed, skilled fingers circling your bud as you moaned against his lips once more. he chuckled, left hand reaching behind your back to unhook your bra, ripping it off you and throwing it somewhere in the room.

gripping into his shirt at the back of his shoulders, you bit your lip, trying to prevent yourself from moaning too loud and attracting peoples attention. "please" you begged, already a hot mess under his touch. "what do you want baby?" he smirked "hm? tell daddy?" he slowed the movements of his fingers, purposely doing so to tease you. "want your fingers in me daddy" you whined, desperate to be filled. "oh really now?" he chuckled, pecking your temple as your head rested in his neck. you bit his collarbone as he pushed two fingers at once inside of you, curling them perfectly inside you.

closing your eyes in pleasure, your hands drove underneath his shirt, pulling on it to signal him that you wanted it off. "use your words, love. you know daddy doesn't like it if you don't talk to him" whining once again, you pulled out of his neck, hardly biting down your lip as his fingertips brushed your gspot.

"i want your shirt off, daddy. please" you quickly spoke out, shutting your mouth once again as you tried your best not to cry out loud. "since you asked so nice" he smirked as he quickly pulled his fingers out of you, loving the loud whine that escaped your mouth at that. "what, lovie?" he chuckled, humming as he sucked off his in your juices covered fingers before freeing himself from his shirt. "get on your knees for me, will you?" he hummed, gently caressing your head as you did what he said.

ignoring the coldness of the floor you got on your knees, unbuttoning his pants as he held himself on the counter behind you, cornering you while staring down at you with his mouth agape. pulling down his pants and boxers, you were met with his hard dick, precum already glistening on the tip. looking up at him through your eyelashes, you let him slap your cheeks with his dick, smearing his precum on your lips "open" he commanded, pushing in way past your gag reflex in one move.

you choked around him, gripping into his thighs as you tried to relax your throat around him. "thaaaaats right, choke on daddy's cock" he moaned, tightly gripping you at the roots of your hair as he kept your head pressed flush against him, his whole length balls deep down your throat. he wiped your tears away and patted your cheek to make you look up at him. "god" he hissed "you look so fucking pretty with your mouth stuffed" and with that, he started to thrust in and out of your throat in a fast, but still not too harsh, way.

"get up baby" he breathed out, pulling out of your mouth in a swift move as he felt his orgasm risen. you coughed hardly as he pulled away, a big string of spit and his precum connecting you and his sex. "oh fuck" he moaned out at the sight, his right hand coming down to wipe away the spit and your tears beofore helping you stand up.

"bent over the counter for me" he hummed into your ear, turning your around so you were looking into his eyes through the mirror as his tattooed hand wrapped itself around your jugular from behind, squeezing just so tight that it made you wince "pretty girl" he kissed your cheek, sending one last cheeky grin your way before taking matters in his own hands and bending you over the counter, your ass pressing right against his still hard dick.

your shrieked as the cold of the countertop made contact with your bare body, a louder gasp leaving your mouth as he spanked your ass a few times, hard enough for it to leave red marks. "jungkook, please-" he interrupted your with an even harder spank, making you whimper loudly at not only the burn but also the loud sound it made "shut your pretty little mouth, we don't want anyone to interrupt us, do we?" you shook your head, blushing at the thought of someone hearing the sound you were making and catching you "good"

he aligned himself with your entrance, teasing you by only pushing in the tip. you bit your lip, trying your best not to whine out for more, but instead you wiggled your ass into him. "little slut" he muttered under his chuckle, finally pushing into you completely so you were almost able to feel his balls against your skin.

"shut up" he quickly leaned over and slapped his hand over your mouth as you were about to moan out loud in pleasure. he kept his hand tightly pressed against your mouth to quite down your muffled moans, he himself biting down his lip hard as he pushed in and out of you in a rapid tempo "be a good fucking girl and take it" he growled, a grunt leaving his mouth as you clenched around him, close to cumming once again.

before you could cum, he pulled out of you, his strong arms turning you around in one second so you weren't even able to react in any way beofre he pushed into you from infront of you, arms tightly wrapped around your waist. you bit your lip as he added his finger to your clit, circling it between his fingers as he smashed his lips onto yours muffling both your and his moans. "i'm close" you breathed agaisnt his lips, not even able to kiss him properly as you were so lost in pleasure. "me too baby, me too" he grunted, holding you securely in your arms as you started to tremble, your orgasm finally hitting.

"theeeere you go, that's my pretty little girl" he cooed, holding your head flush against his chest to try and silent down your moans, but as soon as his own orgasm hit, he lost it and let you both moan out loud, not caring if the whole plane heard it.

you were still trembling in his arms and breathing heavily as he pulled his softened dick out of you, his hands finding your core once again as he collected every drop of his cum and pushed it back into you, holding you tightly with his one arm as you whimpered from overstimulation. "shhh" he cooed "you'll be a good girl and keep my cum in there for the rest of the flight, alright? and then when we'll arrive at the hotel i'm gonna fuck it out of you just to fill you once again" you shivered at his words, nodding your head agaisnt his chest as he cradled you in his arms, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

slowly, both of you calmed down completely . you helped each other putting your clothes back on, beofre you fell against his chest once again, sighing out as you did so. "you alright?" he gently caressed your head, his chin resting on your head as his arms wrapped around your body, keeping you close to him. "yes i am, thank you a lot for taking me on this vacation" "anywhere you want to go, we'll go" he smiled, cupping your cheek before pressing a chasteful kiss onto your lips, making your heart beat faster.

sometimes you really wanted it to be more than just a sugar daddy - sugar baby relationship.

#jungkook x reader #jungkook #jeon jeongkook #jungkook scenarios #jungkook fluff #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook smut #jeon jungkook fanfic #jungkook smut #bts imagines #bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts smut #jeon jungkook x you #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x you

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sailoryooons · 2 years

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Pinch of Sugar | Teaser | kth (m)

Summary: As a powerful CEO - Kim Taehyung cannot afford any mistakes to his image. He has taken to the employment of sugar babies - women paid to keep quiet about how he lives his life and to positively influence his public image. But when a contract goes sour and his last sugar baby exposes Taehyung, he needs someone softer to sweeten up his image. And you are just the pinch of sugar he needs.

♦ Pairing: sugardaddy!Taehyung x sugarbaby!Reader

♦ Genre: sex worker, strangers to lovers, angst, smut

♦ Rating: NSFW & 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging with this content. Any minors discovered interacting with adult content will be blocked immediately.

♦ Type: Series

♦ Main Masterlist: here

| faq | taglist request |

A/N: Thank you to everyone who voted in my Reader’s Choice poll to see which fic you guys wanted to read in July! Pinch of Sugar won the final voting by three votes! I couldn't help myself - I wanted to do a teaser for the series. You can direct your blame at @gimmethatagustd and I may or may not be posting this at 1:30 am my time because ITS THE WEEKEND TIME DOESN'T EXIST.

Coming July 9, 2022

It smells like sandalwood in the office. You adjust the hem of your skirt as Taehyung leans back in the chair, crossing one leg over the other at the knee. He smirks at you and you fight off a shiver. His golden hair is styled back, a loose strand of hair hanging over one eyebrow as he runs a hand through it.

The city is lit up behind him, hundreds of stars in a dark sea. His office lights are muted. The space is impossibly neat, a few stacks of papers on his desk that he had been shuffling through when you came in.

You nearly wilt under his full attention. Taehyung’s gaze is intense. He is no longer the round-eyed, sweet man who walked into your office two weeks ago. He is a sinful vision. Again, you think he looks like a sun god, smooth tan skin, light brown eyes that currently pin you to the office chair you’re in, and a commanding presence.

“I don’t know where to start,” you admit, voice softer than you anticipated.

The contract is more extensive than you had anticipated. Unlike Taehyung, you didn’t have a legal team at your beck and call to look over contract. All you have are the minds of Taehyung and Jungkook which, while brilliant, you’re sure don’t match up to someone bred and schooled in law.

Yoongi’s handwriting fills up the page. He’s your best bet at getting through this without accidentally signing your life away.

You hope.

“By signing the dotted line is usually what I suggest,” Taehyung answers. There’s humor in his voice. It doesn’t feel condescending, but you blush anyway. “I can define any part of it or further explain anything you need. This isn’t to fool you. It’s to protect you as much as it is to protect me.”

“Wouldn’t someone who wanted to fool me say that?”

“If you thought I was here to fool you, I don’t think you’d be here.”

“Hmm.”

“So sign the line.”

You roll your eyes at that, the nervousness lessening. “I have some changes I’d like to make.”

“Oh? What makes you think I’d be willing to make changes?”

“You are welcome to find someone else, then. Thank you for your time.”

“Relax,” Taehyung laughs, studying you. “Of course we can make changes. Like I said, this is for both of us. We can change whatever you need. Do you have specific ones in mind.”

You remove the folder from your purse, opening it to revealed highlighted pages. Taehyung leans forward, interested piqued. “I do,” you admit. “Can you turn to page two, section c please.”

Taehyung’s grin sends a wave of heat right through you. “Cute. I’m on the page. Tell me what you need changed, Angel. I’m listening.”

Please note: teasers don't feature tag lists - I don't want to get people's hopes up for a tiny snippet of story :)

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luvismenu · 10 days

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╰┈➤ luvi's masterlist

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i am still new to this but i am planning to write more fics in the future of other bts members too ♡

🩵 Jeon Jungkook —

⁀➷ Strange Addiction (completed)

《 social media au, fuck buddies, slight angst 》

click here to read ♡

❤️ Park Jimin —

⁀➷ Sweet Serendipity (one shot)

[ nsfw, smut, sugardaddy!jimin ]

click here to read

#bts fanfic #bts masterlist #fanfic #drabbles #mini series #ask luvi #bts fanfiction #smau

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andtheechonocturnes · 2 months

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All of the series, that I care about, because I can’t find anything when I need it. Part 3

♡ These are some of the series/oneshots with many parts, that I’ve stumbled upon throughout time. I couldn’t find everything, since I didn’t have the habit of saving all the stories I’ve read. But here are the few I managed to save. They are not all finished and I hope they will be someday, but I just want to sort things out on this profile and a post like that is very much needed. ♡ 〰 No particular order this time

1.Crybaby (m)

· pairing: jungkook x reader · word count: 9.6k · genre: smut

2.Crybaby 2 (m)

· pairing: jungkook x reader · word count: 3.7k · genre: smut

3.Crybaby - 3 (m)

· pairing: jungkook x reader · word count: 12k · genre: smut

4.10 Seconds (Jungkook x Reader)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Word count: 6.9k

5.10 Days (Jungkook x Reader)(10 Seconds Pt 2)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Word count: 7.9k

6.10 Years (Jungkook x Reader) (10 Seconds Part 3)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Word count: 14.4k

7.Time of Death (Jungkook x Reader) (10 Seconds Part 4)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Word count: 8.9k

8.End of Time│10 Seconds Part 5 (Final)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Word count: 11.5k

9.Milliseconds (1)│10 Seconds Drabbles

Fic Type: Drabble Word count: ∼3k Series: 10 Seconds

10.Milliseconds (2)│10 Series Drabbles

Fic Type: Drabble Word count: ∼3k Series: 10 Seconds

11.darknets | yandere!jungkook au

🖉 pairings: yandere!jungkook x reader (f) 🖉 genre: yandere 🖉 word count: 11.6k

12.darknets | 02 yandere!jungkook au

🖉 pairings: jungkook x reader (f) 🖉 genre: yandere 🖉 word count: 13.1k

13.darknets | 03 yandere!jungkook au

🖉 pairings: yandere!jungkook x reader (f) 🖉 genre: yandere 🖉 word count: 14.5k

14.code red | yandere!jimin au

🖉 pairings: doctor!jimin x reader (f) 🖉 genre: yandere 🖉 word count: 12.7k

15.Quarter Quell

Request; Yandere Jungkook, Hunger Games Au Word Count; 11.2k

16.Quarter Quell II

Yandere Jungkook, Hunger Games AU Word Count; 11.2k

17.Quarter Quell III

Yandere Jungkook, Hunger Games AU Word Count; 12.7k

18.Quarter Quell IV

Yandere Jungkook, Hunger Games AU Word Count; 14.5k

19.Killing Me Softly: I

Sugardaddy!BTS x reader

20.Killing Me Softly: II

Sugardaddy!BTS x reader

21.Killing Me Softly: III

Sugardaddy!BTS x reader

22.DADDY ISSUES -Sunset- Masterlist

I've read only the prequel (Sunset), but for easy orienting, I'll include the entire link.

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vminizzle · 1 year

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dreamt about sugardaddy!jungkook last night. I need some serious help.

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jungk0oksthighs · 2 years

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Over The Odds | The Confession

Pairing - jungkook x reader

Genre - smut, angst, fluff, S2L, ceo!jungkook, sugardaddy!jungkook

Word count - 5.5k

Jungkook reacts badly when you run into your ex in the club

warnings: mentions of sex, swearing, alcohol, jk & oc yell at each other, oc is a brat

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Y/N: Jungkook, there’s no easy way to say this but I have feelings for you. I know that goes against the contract but I wanna be honest with you. You’re the person I wanna be with, and if that means that we have to end things because you don’t feel the same then so be it… At least you know how I feel

No, you can’t send that – so you choose to delete it and throw your head back with a frustrated groan. If only it could be that simple, if only you had the courage to press send. Wishful thinking on your part to be so naïve to think that things will all work out in the end. Life isn’t a romantic comedy where boy meets girl, they fall in love and live happily ever after, no, life is more…complicated.

It’s a Friday night and you’re standing at the bar in some high end nightclub in London, Jimin had dragged you here almost an hour ago and you’re already over it. The club is full of people your age all dressed to perfection, not a single stain or wrinkle on their authentic designer clothes – you too have scrubbed up for the occasion, settling for a very short deep red dress that exposes your entire back and just enough of your breasts to get the barman’s attention:

“What can I get you?” He can barely keep his eyes zoned in your face as they flicker to your chest with a smile.

“Gin sling please, extra lime. A double.” You hold up two digits, your expression remaining unimpressed at the stranger ogling your cleavage. “And two bottles of beer, any kind.”

After paying you head back to your booth where Jimin and Taehyung are sitting, both wearing white dress shirts and coloured slacks. The dynamic between them is surprising to you, at first you were adamant that your best friend and Jungkook’s best friend were romantically involved, but you’ve come to learn that Taehyung isn’t gay, though apparently Jimin did make a move on him the night they met that he’s rather embarrassed about now.

It's nice that Jimin has a ‘guy-friend’ he can confide in, you’ve been his only friend for such a long time and usually straight men weren’t interested in befriending him because of a little thing called homophobia – Taehyung isn’t like that though, he’s sweet and kind and in many ways he reminds you of Jimin, especially when he always seems to be flirting with, well, Jimin.

“Are you sure you guys aren’t fucking?” You snort, sliding onto the seat opposite them putting down the drinks, gesturing to the way Tae’s hand rests on Jimin’s upper thigh below the table. “I didn’t come here to third wheel all night.”

Taehyung immediately retracts his veiny hand and grins, “You know it’s quite rude to ask people about their sex lives Y/N.”

“Why is it?” You shrug with a playful expression, “You know everything about mine.” You wink, and Jimin doubles over in fits of hysterical laughter.

“Touché,” Tae chuckles, raising his beer in a cheers, “To Y/N becoming a member of the mile high club last week.”

Jimin’s eyes almost pop out of his skull and his mouth falls open so wide you’re certain you could fit your entire fist in there if you tried, “What?! You didn’t tell me you fucked—”

“On Guk’s private jet, twice.” Taehyung returns your wink with a devilish smirk and you can’t help but roll your eyes as you clink your glass against his beer. Both he and Jimin look very handsome tonight, their toned chests peak out through the tops of their shirts, Jimin has his sleeves rolled up just enough to expose his ‘13’ tattoo on the inside of his left wrist, though it’s almost concealed beneath a gold watch that you’re pretty certain belongs to Taehyung. You can’t help yourself from teasing the pair even further.

“Even finishing each other’s sentences, cute.” You hum, taking a sip of the alcohol, “Looks like I need to have a word with Jungkook about what he says to you when I’m not there.” You laugh, shaking your head.

“Ah, you have no idea… The things I know.” Taehyung sighs with a genuine smile, and Jimin still looks massively offended that he’d been kept out of the loop for almost a week.

“Hold on, you weren’t going to tell me that you fucked on his private jet?” Jimin is laughing, one hand dramatically clutching his chest as the other grips his beer.

“Twice.” Taehyung nods, holding up two slender fingers adorned with tiny silver rings.

While Jimin is ranting and raving about how you’re his best friend in the entire world and you’re supposed to tell him about every sordid detail of your sex life, you glance around the club quickly. The music is loud enough to have the glossy black floor pulsating and you can feel the beat beneath your black stiletto heels. It’s a bright flash from a camera man facing your direction that snaps you out of your daze, winning you to settle back on Jimin’s melt down.

“—And I can’t believe that you’d keep something like that from me! You know how much I live for the dirty details, like when he fingered you in his limo I died I love that story so much!”

“I’m sorry, next time I fuck Jungkook I’ll be sure to film it.” You snort, fighting the smirk that threatens to tug your features over the fact you’ve already done that. You look at Taehyung who’s watching Jimin, he doesn’t seem phased by your words and so you concur that’s one story Jungkook hasn’t told him. Thank god.

“You’d better! Where is he tonight anyways?” Jimin’s question is innocent enough yet it makes you tense up.

“I don’t know.” You’re honest, gulping your drink to ease the sting of reality, “Haven’t spoken to him.”

“He’ll be here soon.” Taehyung’s words earn you to almost choke on your drink, the bubbles finding their way to your nose. Fuck.

Jimin gives you a knowing look, “So he’s coming tonight?”

“He will be if Y/N has anything to do with it.” Tae’s grin is bright and boxy, borderline childlike. It’s not that he’s immature because he’s actually a very well-respected man, but his sense of humour is almost identical to yours - he loves to wind people up you’ve noticed.

You laugh along with his joke and soon conversation between the two men flows naturally as you prepare yourself for Jungkook’s arrival, you haven’t seen him since you’d got back from Bora Bora. Sure you were still texting each other every day but you haven’t even heard his voice in almost a week, he’s been busy at work and you’ve been somewhat avoiding him, unwilling to face the reality of the situation at hand. The men across for you are posing for a picture together when you realise your drink is now empty, earning you to stand up and let them know you’ll be right back.

The barman sees you straight away, well, he’s staring at your breasts but thankfully manages to peel his gaze away long enough to make you another gin sling. “Thanks.” You mutter, immediately turning your back to him.

The club is crowded and hot, the music sounds louder and in turn it’s a lot harder to have any rational thoughts inside, so you choose to head toward the outdoor smoking area for some air and a few selfish moments to think. You’d arranged to meet Jungkook tomorrow for a talk, tonight is supposed to be a night out with your best friend to gather strength and prepare for battle. Battle being you trying to convince your sugar daddy that having an actual relationship isn’t such a bad thing, in fact, being in a relationship with him would be perfect. Except now he’s meeting you and the others out tonight, you have an unknown amount of time to muster the courage to speak to him.

“God…” You exhale, bare back leaning against the brick wall of the building with your glass in hand.

“Y/N?”

You look for the owner of the voice in the smoking area, it’s when your eyes land on a tall dimpled man already staring in your direction that you realise who’s calling for you.

“Namjoon.” You half-smile, fuck, as if this night could get any worse.

He walks over holding a neon orange vape which surprises you to say the least, he’d always been the epitome of health so the fact he vapes now catches you off guard. You’re frowning, gesturing towards the orange stick he holds as he stands in front of you.

“But what would your parents say?” You gasp comically, his dad was the one who forced Joon to go to medical school in the first place, his mother was also an anti-smoker along with being one of the most insufferable, overbearing people you’d ever met. If she had it her way he would still be attached to her via the umbilical cord, let alone the apron strings.

Namjoon’s wearing a blue Hawaiian shirt tucked into jeans, judging by the several other men outside wearing something similar it would be fair to assume he’s on some kind of stag do or themed night out tonight. Jimin’s words scratch their way to the front of your mind, this man still loves you. Shit. You sigh aloud again, winning a frown to form on your ex-boyfriend’s profile.

“They’d only have an opinion if they found out.” His face shifts to a smile bright and wide, “Why are you out here? You don’t smoke.”

“Too crowded in there, needed some fresh air.”

“So you came to arguably the most polluted area of the club to get fresh air…” He chuckles, cocking his head to one side akin to a Labrador puppy, “Makes sense.”

A puff of air comes from your nose as you smile, “Yeah I guess you’re right, anyways I should head back inside I’m sure Jimin’s worried.” He’s definitely not worried, Taehyung will be keeping him more than occupied.

“Jimin?” Joon’s brows raise, “Figured you’d be here with Jungkook.”

“Uh, no just Jimin and another friend. But Jungkook’s on his way now actually,” You clear your throat awkwardly, ��So I should…”

“Yeah, um, well it’s nice to see you anyway.” Your ex boyfriend steps closer, his features turning serious, awe-stricken “You look …amazing.”

Two years of no contact and now you’re bumping into him twice in a matter of weeks, not ideal. For the first time in a long time you watch his eyes drag themselves up your curves you feel… nothing. You finally feel nothing romantic for Namjoon, there’ll always be a soft spot in your heart for him, he was your first love after all, but there’s no spark anymore, not like there used to be. The only thing on your mind is getting back inside and speaking to Jungkook when he arrives, Namjoon may have been your everything in the past but Kook is your present, and dare you say it, hopefully your future too.

“Thanks. It’s nice to see you.” You genuinely smile, it is nice to see that he’s doing well for himself, but what’s nicer is that your heart doesn’t ache for him anymore, it’s a relief to say the least. “Have a good night.”

“I’ll see you in a little bit yeah?” His words catch you off guard, is he inviting himself to join you later? Sure, Jungkook’s gonna love that.

“Another time.” Your hand grazes his shoulder in a strictly platonic fashion, though his muscles tense under your palm and you cringe. Maybe Jimin was right, maybe it is hard for him to see you, you feel guilty, “Sorry,” You pull away, “I’ll see you around.”

“Y/N wait.” Namjoon gently grips your wrist as you begin to walk off, he looks hurt, there’s a glisten in his eyes that screams sincerity, “I owe you an apology, I shouldn’t have left things… Left you… Ah, I’m sorry. Really I feel like a—”

“Y/N? You okay?” Jimin’s eyes are wide and round with shock as they find your figure standing with Namjoon’s, his grip still on your wrist, “Hey man.” He says softly, though he still looks surprised.

“I’m okay.” You smile, pulling your hand away from the doctor, “I’m gonna head back in, so… Have a good night.”

“I’ll try, you have a good time and get home safe yeah?”

Without warning Namjoon pulls you in for a hug, his long arms effortlessly wrapping round your frame. It’s at this moment you realise he’s very drunk, his behaviour making a little more sense to you. He still wears the same cologne as he used to, the smell floods your senses and for a moment you’re right back to two years ago. Weakly returning his hug you clear your throat, beginning to feel awkward and confused by how warm and familiar his body feels against yours. It’s when you pull away from him you catch him staring at you with loving eyes, you clear your throat again and turn to face Jimin – who’s now joined by Taehyung, and Jungkook.

“See you around Joon.” You feign a smile, heart hammering inside your chest from the new found nervousness that’s crashed down on your body.

Facing your small group of friends you feel small. Jungkook looks fucking gorgeous as always, he’s wearing a black shirt that’s almost ripping from his huge muscles that sit beneath, tucked into black skinny jeans worn with his usual LV belt – the same belt you’d been bound by countless times, you blush. His jaw is set so tight that it could snap, his eyes zoned in on Namjoon who hasn’t seemed to notice your fake boyfriend’s presence, since he’s still watching you closely, unphased by the other men.

“Actually Y/N I really need to talk to you about how we ended—”

“I don’t think that’s necessary,” Jimin’s voice is obnoxiously loud as he intervenes, standing between you both, “Come on let’s have a drink and a boogy for old times’ sake? I’ll catch up with you guys soon yeah? Come on man.” Jimin drags Namjoon away, back into the club.

“I’m gonna,” Taehyung points to the door the other men just entered, “Yeah I’m gonna-, okay.” He nods, wasting no time in literally running away, leaving you standing there nursing your gin sling with Jungkook, who doesn’t appear to have a drink.

“Hey.” You’re the first to speak, closing the distance between your bodies as you wrap one arm round his shoulder in a half-hug.

“Hey.” Jungkook breathes into the crook of your neck, thankfully he returns the body contact and wraps his strong arms round your middle, squeezing you lightly. His fingers delicately trace your spine before he pulls away, looking down at the way your dress clings to your body in all the right places. “Wanna get out of here?”

“God, yes.” You half laugh half sigh, you were over this place pretty soon after arriving, and trust Jungkook to be the only person to notice.

“Finish your drink first.” His expression is unreadable.

You take a few sips from the glass, peering at him with curious eyes, “Where’s yours?”

“Don’t have one, I came outside to see if you wanted anything before I went to the bar.”

“Ah.” Is all you manage to say, feeling super awkward for some reason, “You look great tonight.”

“Mmm.” He hums, neither agreeing or disagreeing, this entire interaction is so awkward and unlike you both that you feel uncomfortable. Silence ensues, and so you guzzle the rest of your drink while he watches, planting the empty glass on a nearby table when you’re done.

“Come here.” Jungkook laces his fingers with yours and leads you through the crowd.

The car ride to Jungkook’s apartment was silent, and not because you were too busy making out or fucking each other to speak, no, it was genuinely silent. As was the elevator ride up to his penthouse, and the last fifteen minutes you’ve been sitting on his large sofa in the lounge. Silent.

“Is everything okay?” You finally ask.

“Was he good to you?” Jungkook’s voice Is hoarse, he’s sitting right next to you but you’ve never felt further away, “I mean before you broke up or whatever happened, was he good to you? Did he make you happy?”

“Why are you-“

“Please just answer the question Y/N. Were you happy with him?” His arm rests comfortably on the back of the sofa behind you, his legs are spread wide enough for one of his knees to be touching your thigh. Much like back at the club his expression is still unreadable, you have no idea what’s gotten into him but you’ve never seen him act this way before.

“Kook… Are you okay?” You choose to ignore his question as you turn your body to face him properly, throwing both legs over one of his thick thighs. He looks tired you notice, as he rests his inked hand on your exposed knee.

“The way he looked at you…” He sighs, closing his eyes.

“Jungkook,” A shaky breath leaves your lips, “Is that why you’re being so weird? Because Namjoon and I broke up two years ago…”

“You still didn’t answer my question, did he make you happy before?” Jungkook’s looking at you now, there’s a glimmer of desperation in his eyes that makes your chest tight – he’s jealous.

“Why does any of that matter? It was two years ago.”

He scoffs, popping the inside of his cheek with his tongue, seemingly unimpressed that you don’t want to have this conversation with him, “Just answer the question Y/N.”

“It doesn’t matter it was two—”

“For once can you not be a brat about this and just answer the fucking question?!” Jungkook pushes you away and stands up to look down at you, he’s never raised his voice at you until now. His chest is heaving up and down with each ragged breath, his brows are risen expectantly as he runs his shaky fingers through his hair.

“I-,” You open your mouth to speak, but no words come out, you’re in a state of shock that Jungkook is shouting at you and he won’t explain why. “Why are you yelling at me?”

“Because I need to know if Namjoon is a good man! I need to know... If you were happier with him than you are now, with me.”

He pauses with a regretful expression, “I’m sorry,” He calms his breathing as he rubs his face, “Fuck, I’m sorry. Y/N I’m so sorry.” He sits back down, leaving a little bit of space between your bodies. He’s sat with his head in his hands, elbows resting on his knees. “That wasn’t okay, I shouldn’t have raised my voice at you.”

“Is this because he was at the club? Because nothing happened.” Your voice is quiet.

“I know.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with you but… Don’t ever speak to me like that again.” You swallow, this gets his attention. He’s looking at you with apologetic eyes, you already know he’s genuinely sorry for shouting but something tells you he’s still unwilling to explain why. And so you stand up from the sofa and smooth out your dress, preparing to leave.

“Don’t go Y/N.” Jungkook pleads, “Stay the night, please.”

“I’m not really in the mood anymore.” You bite, “You’ve barely said a word to me all night and then when you do speak to me you’re screaming at me about something that happened years ago!” It’s your turn to raise your voice. Maybe it’s the alcohol in your system, or maybe it’s because he shouted first, but you put it down to the fact you’re so frustrated with yourself for not having the courage to tell him how you feel – that’s why you’re yelling.

“I’ve never pried into your past, never, not once, so why the hell are you suddenly obsessing over mine?”

“I know, you’ve been more than understanding of my situation... I’m sorry.” He’s calm now, a lot calmer than you are as he stands up, his figure towering over yours.

“Whatever I got up to before we met is none of your damn business.” You scoff, ignoring his apology when he comes closer, close enough to plant his hands on your waist. As much as you hate to admit it you feel yourself slowly melt beneath his touch. This is the Jungkook you’re familiar with, the sexy control freak that knows every way to turn you on and calm you down.

“I know,” His hands snake their way up to your face where he cups your cheeks, looking you dead in the eyes, “I guess I just wanted to know if he was a better boyfriend than me.”

“Kook…” You’re rightfully confused at the way he just indirectly referred to himself as your boyfriend, but the look on his face makes you forget all about his outburst - he looks so sad. Your own hands find purchase on his wrists, holding them gently as you get lost in his dark almond eyes, “You have no reason to be jealous, I don’t have feelings for Namjoon. And yeah, he was good to me once but… Then he left, and... I don’t feel anything for him now.” Your voice is merely a whisper.

To this he nods quietly as he hangs onto your every word, though his features flash with something smug, maybe even a little triumphant before he turns serious, “I’m sorry for yelling at you, I think that’s the first time I’ve raised my voice at someone other than Taehyung, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I never lose my temper… I promise it won’t happen again.”

“It better not, if it does it’ll be the last thing you ever do.” You give a lazy smile, nuzzling your head into his hands realising this is your golden opportunity, fuck it. It’s now or never, “Listen, since I’m already here there’s something I should probably tell you...”

“Me first.” Jungkook presses his forehead against yours, one of his hands makes it’s way to the nape of your neck, pulling you closer. You’re in a daze, completely intoxicated by his expensive cologne and how warm his body feels against yours. Your hands move to his waist, where you wrap them round his rock hard body, bracing yourself for emotional destruction.

“No, I really need to get this off my chest, Jungkook… I know,” You sigh, “I know that this goes against—”

“Y/N. Let me speak, please.”

“No I really need to say this,” You exhale again, this time more dramatically as you squeeze his middle tighter and close your eyes. “You should know that—”

Jungkook cuts you off, pulling you to face him when he clamps one hand over your mouth, taking a beat to look at you before finally, after what feels like a lifetime, he speaks:

“I think I’m falling in love with you.”

You immediately pull away from his grip and stumble back a few steps, unable to do anything other than blink at him, you’re in a state of total shock, this is not what you expected at all. He’s smiling awkwardly, exposing his perfectly white teeth, there’s something about his face that implies he’s nervous, yet also relieved. He shoves his hands in his pockets and sighs.

“Ironic isn’t it? How I was the one who told you not to get feelings for me, made you sign a piece of paper as if that would help, and here I am,” He shakes his head in disbelief, “Falling deeper and deeper every day. I have so much fun when we’re together Y/N, and it’s not even about the sex… This is the happiest I’ve ever been, I look forward to seeing you… When I’m not getting jealous about your ex anyway. And when I saw him looking at you like that… Ah, I can’t believe I’m saying this, I guess I did get jealous yeah, maybe even scared. I just don’t wanna be another guy who regrets letting you go.” He cringes, you can tell he hates these types of conversations which only makes his confession even more heartfelt.

“Kook.” You’re grinning, it feels as though a huge weight has been lifted from you, knowing that he feels the same way about you. Stepping closer to him you wrap your arms round his broad shoulders, and he snakes his own arms round your waist.

“Well you haven’t stormed out yet, I hope that’s a good sign?” He’s laughing anxiously as he darts his tongue out over his lips to wet them.

“What I was going to say, before you rudely interrupted me,” You playfully smack the back of his neck, to which he comically rolls his eyes, “Is that I… I don’t want to be your sugar baby anymore. I’d rather be your girlfriend, your actual girlfriend. If you’ll let me. I think I’m falling for you too.”

“Y/N…”

“Mmm?” You can’t help but giggle, you’ve never seen Jungkook look cute before but that’s exactly how he looks right now, usually he’s some kind of perfect sex god carved from stone, the complete opposite of vulnerable, still sexy, man who’s looking down at you with an ear-to-ear grin.

“You have no idea what you’ve just fucking done.” His voice is low.

“Oh I do.” You sigh, cupping his sharp jaw in one hand, “That’s why I said it, I was planning to say it tomorrow but I figured I’m here now, and since you already said that you want this…” You plant a sweet kiss on his cheek, not missing the way he melts beneath your touch.

“Well I was planning to tell you in Bora Bora, but then you went and fell asleep.”

Oh. You blush, this is what he wanted to talk to you about that night – you’d pretended to be asleep to avoid the conversation entirely, believing it would end in your separation. Whoops.

“I-, Um, I wasn’t actually asleep…” You’re embarrassed, hiding your face in his neck, “I pretended to be asleep cause I thought you were going to end things with me and I didn’t wanna deal with that.” You say in a hurry, eyes squeezed shut.

“What?! You… You’re such a brat, you know that right?” Jungkook chuckle sounds thick in his throat, thankfully he sounds more amused than offended.

“It’s been said before.”

“You’re a real pain in my ass sometimes.”

You shrug, pulling back from his neck until you’re nose-to-nose with him, the shine in his eyes makes you feel weak at the knees, “Mmm, what else are girlfriends for?”

Without a moment of hesitation Jungkook’s lips come crashing down on yours, so passionately and feverishly that your head spins. He’s kissing you with desperation, as though it’ll be the last time, the way he always does. It feels right, you melt like putty in his hands. It’s when he grips the back of your bare thighs and hoists you up that you yelp, wrapping your legs round his waist.

“I can think of a few things… How much have you had to drink?” His voice oozes seduction against your mouth, yet somehow he’s still showing self-restraint. Unlike you, already deepening the kiss into something much more heated when you slip your tongue into his mouth.

“I sobered up the second you started shouting.” You say between messy kisses with a half-laugh and wicked smile, “Guess you can find a way to make that up to me.”

“Mmm,” He moans, palming your ass cheeks as he brings his mouth to your neck, littering the skin with lewd open-mouthed kisses, “You’re such a fucking brat.”

“You love it.” You’re giggling against him, tugging the hairs at the back of his head as heat pools your core. “Please Jungkook, touch me…”

It’s not long before both your clothes are shed, mindlessly dotted around his apartment as you finally make it to his bedroom and have one hell of a night together. He fucks you for hours, hard and fast, then soft and slow, until you’re a shaking sobbing mess unravelling time and time again. His lips are magnetised to your body, he can’t stop kissing you, your lips, your neck, your breasts, your stomach, your thighs, your pussy. He can’t stop, nor does he want to, not even when you point out the sunrise.

You lay atop of the tussled bedsheets wrapped up in his arms, your head to his toned chest listening to the hammering of his heart as you watch the London skyline come to life. His inked hands gently squeeze your curves as his chest vibrates with a content hum.

“Fuck me, that was... Incredible.” He sighs.

“Which time?” You chuckle.

“Every time.” You don’t need to look at him to know he’s smirking, “What are you doing the beginning of next month?” His voice is tired and croaky, understandably of course given he’d spent the entire night focussed on pleasuring you, the man might have an office job but he’d displayed some serious stamina in the last few hours.

“Kook I don’t even know what I’m doing today never mind in two weeks’ time.” You try to laugh but you’re exhausted. Your eyes begin to close on their own, he’s so warm around you that you know you’re going to doze off at any moment.

“Let’s go to Korea.” He plants a chaste kiss on your forehead.

“Can’t afford it, just lost my sugar daddy.” Even though you’re half asleep you’re grinning wide, it’s so easy to wind him up and you love it.

He tuts, playfully spanking you, “I’m serious, I want you to meet my parents.”

“What? You want me to meet your parents?! You’ve never even told me anything about them.” Your eyes fly open and you sit up fast enough to make your head visibly spin, which Jungkook obviously finds hilarious. He looks amazing, the tanned and tattooed skin of his his rock hard abs and muscular arms on full display, the sheets loosely draped over his hips. It’s the first time you’ve ever seen him look vulnerable, he looks totally fucked-out, somehow he still manages to flash you a smile.

“I’ve never had a girlfriend before,” He shrugs, ruffling his damp hair, “I wanna show you off.”

“I’ll think about it.” You collapse on top of him again, kissing his chest before your eyes close.

“Okay, I’ll book the tickets later.”

“Mmm.” You’re too exhausted to argue with him at this point, instead you make a mental note to resume this conversation later in the day when your body isn’t heavy and bruised.

“Y/N?” He cradles you, covering your entwined frames with the sheets.

“…What?” You sigh vaguely irritated, you’re so tired and your body is aching so hard that all you can think about is the sweet release of sleep. “What is it?” You groan, glancing up at him.

But for the first time ever Jungkook has fallen asleep before you, dark eyelashes tickle his cheeks and his lips are pouted, threatening to fall open at any second. He makes you so happy that you feel as though you could burst with pride, finally he’s yours, and you’re his. A light puff of air leaves your nostrils at the irony of the situation and you settle back down against him, quickly succumbing to slumber.

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