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jjkeverlast · 10 months

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hiii

can I request sub!jk X fem!reader?

shy, nerdy jk and mean reader plss

write whatever you want as long as my baby is a subby baby plsss

thankuuuuu🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

ohh and maybe face slapping and nipple play (only if you feel comfortable and write this kind of stuff!!)

let me be good | jjk (m)

>> pairing camboy!jk x fem!reader

>> genre/au's camboy!au | best friends!au | college!au | smut | crack

>> summary a movie night between you and jungkook turns chaotic when you find out he's an active camboy.

>> word count 3.3k (i got carried away sorry) 🗿

>> author's note here you go anonie, i tried my best dhjkhfsd i can admit it was hard but, i hope u enjoy this filth!! thank you for requesting <333

[keep in mind that i do not have taglists for request. thank you.]

Jungkook completely forgot that you had plans tonight. Those plans are watching Iron Man 3. If Jungkook knew he would’ve never started a livestream. But he did, he had studied all day in his apartment while Taehyung was gone and he needed a release.

So, he sat at his desk, turning on the livestream while he touched himself like he always did. He never showed his face, only from his lips and down. He stroked himself with zero shame, noticing the praise he got from the comments on how pretty he sounded, how pretty his cock is and it just kept riling up.

Jungkook had a huge praise kink. He loved being told he was good at what he was doing which led him to know he was highly submissive, giving in to making his partners feel good. Or well, in this case his viewers.

He was already bucking his hips, fucking himself in his fist while light whines escaped his lips, when his phone kept blowing up.

Jungkook ignored it, too busy chasing his orgasm, but fuck he really should’ve because then he would’ve known you’re already on your way after dropping by the convenience store and buying snacks for your movie night.

Instead, Jungkook came all over his cock and thighs, trying to catch his breath before he stopped the live to clean himself up. The minute he did, the doorbell rang.

Jungkook jumped up, hurrying himself as he caught a glimpse of your messages telling him you’re a few minutes away. He internally facepalmed himself, but tried to keep calm to not give anything away when he finally had to open the door for you.

So, when he changed, he strutted to the front door, greeting you with a small smile.

You didn’t seem to notice anything, too excited to see the pretty face of Robert Downey Jr. on the big TV. Taehyung had bought it when Jungkook and him first moved in, insisting they would need it and it definitely came in handy.

Therefore, Jungkook follows you to the living room, sitting calmly beside you while you scroll to find the film.

Jungkook and you had become friends since the first semester of college. It was mostly due to Taehyung being a mutual friend but somehow, despite Jungkook being introverted and shy and you the complete opposite, you hit it right off the bat.

It was mostly Marvel and Overwatch you talked about for hours, but Jungkook loved how someone seemed to share his interests. You had never made him feel bad for not being as talkative and social as you, which made Jungkook extremely comfortable in your presence.

The connection between you two did lead to a tiny crush from Jungkook’s side. After all, he didn't know many people, and especially women so for you to be in his presence more often than Taehyung sparked that crush easily. He knew he never had a shot. How could he when so many spoke of you? Wanting to become a close friend of yours? He understood it. You were always so easy to talk to, helping out anyone that was in need and made everyone around you feel comfortable. You were definitely popular. Jungkook had told you multiple times but you always shrugged him off, saying it didn’t matter.

“It’s weird seeing him after watching Infinity War.” You admit, catching Jungkook out of his thoughts. He hummed in agreement.

Halfway through the film, you had already eaten half of the snacks when your phone pinged. You let the film roll, checking your phone while Jungkook reached for some more popcorn.

“Shit. Jungkook, can I borrow your laptop? I forgot to send an important email to Namjoon.” You plea, eyes crinkling due to the sudden wave of stress you’re hit with.

“Sure. Just remember to log out.” With that, you got up from the couch, walking to Jungkook’s room while he continued to watch the TV.

It had gotten quiet, Jungkook wondering what’s taking so long so he got up, walking to his room when his whole body froze.

There you were, standing still with your mouth hanging open, watching the open tab that Jungkook used for his streams.

Fuck the fucking duck!

“Oh! Jungkook… I—“ You were a stuttering mess, something Jungkook had never seen in those few years he’s gotten to know you. This was bad. This was the fucking worst. Jungkook began to internally panic, unsure what to say. Does he brush it off? Does he confront it? What the fuck does he do? This is the nightmare for every introvert that’s caught doing something that no one could ever guess that they did.

“I’m sorry, you don’t have to explain anything. I should’ve just gone out of it and—“ You covered your face in your hands, panicking yourself while you moved your gaze from the computer to the floor of Jungkook’s bedroom.

Jungkook still didn’t say anything. He had never been in such a situation.

“I’ll just send that email and we can go back to Iron Man.” You smile gently, trying to ease down the awkwardness and overall embarrassment from the situation.

Jungkook found himself nodding to your words, scrambling back to the couch while screaming internally. A bad habit he had caught ever since he was little was overthinking. So that’s what his mind did out of instinct. He thought of every possible scenario of what you could be thinking in this exact moment.

How come he’s one of the smartest people from his class and let such a thing happen?! Everything could’ve been avoided if he just closed down the tab like a normal person and—

Jungkook’s thoughts stopped running when you walked back to your seat on the couch. You smiled once more, going back to give your attention to the movie. Something was itching in the pit of Jungkook’s stomach. He wanted to say something, anything but he knew himself and that task seemed impossible.

The movie was coming to an end and Jungkook’s brain kept nagging uncomfortably at him. He wasn’t even certain what would help in this situation. Talking about it seemed out of the question and Jungkook would probably not even be able to blurt out a reason behind him being an active camboy. Especially not in front of the girl he’s been crushing on for months.

“Jungkook… should we talk about it? Or?” You were opening the window for a possibility to just talk it out and forget everything right after. Jungkook was still uncertain with what he needed at this very moment so instead, he shut his brain up and followed your lead.

“Maybe… I don’t know. I’m not good at… talking.” He hesitates. You turn your body towards him, trying to make him comfortable since everything just tumbled down like bricks on his head.

“That’s okay, Jungkook.” You began fiddling with the blanket wrapped around you. “I guess I’ll start to make this easier. Well for starters, I’ll admit that the reason I got so flustered wasn’t because I found out you’re a camboy.”

You sigh loudly, covering your face with his blanket when you mumble something. Jungkook isn’t able to hear anything, unsure if he should ask you to repeat yourself or not.

Fuck it.

“What?”

You remove the blanket, “I got flustered because I’ve been watching your content, without knowing it’s you and now that I know I just—“

Jungkook chokes on his own spit by the confession. You? You watched his livestreams? No. There’s absolutely no way…

“So yeah, that’s why I acted like I did and I’m so sorry. Fuck, actually should we just move on from this? Let this stay between us?” You seem to regret ever bringing this up, Jungkook figures because he hasn’t exactly responded to what you said.

“No.” Jungkook says before thinking.

Your lips seal shut, surprised to hear something from Jungkook.

“I mean…” Jungkook coughs, feeling his throat turn dry. “I just never expected for you to watch my content and—“ It suddenly reminds Jungkook that you have seen him naked. You’ve seen him with his thighs spread, touching himself shamelessly while showering his cock and hands with his cum. Oh god Jungkook might actually just get up and put on his running shoes.

“Yeah.” You mumble under your breath, afraid to look at him while you talk about such a topic.

“You’ve seen me— fuck!” Jungkook groans, pulling his hood up from his hoodie, mind spiraling.

“It’s okay Jungkook! Your content is amazing, don’t worry.” You say to make him feel better but immediately regret it because then you started to apologize.

“Shit. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said that—“

“Y-you think it’s good?” Jungkook doesn’t even know what he’s saying right now. Right now his brain is just focused on you calling his content amazing. You of all people think him touching himself is amazing. What the actual fuck?!

“It’s very good.” You seem less tense now, following his lead regarding the conversation.

“What’s—“ Jungkook clears his throat. “What’s good about it?” Jungkook cringes at himself for asking such a question. He can’t even believe he let it slip.

You seem surprised by the question, but it doesn’t seem to bother you to answer it. “You sound really pretty.” Jungkook had never expected for you to be this honest, this precise. It makes Jungkook feel all kinds of things and his body begins to grow hot.

“Thank you.” Jungkook still can’t look you in the eyes. Needing a solid hour to process everything that has happened in the spawn of a few minutes.

The conversation stops at that. You both go back to watching the last five minutes and when the credits start to roll you notify Jungkook that you’ll go home. Jungkook’s heart drops, feeling stupid for letting himself enjoy the earlier comment from you but you’re right, you should go home. Both of you need to clear your heads if you want to continue a healthy friendship and forget this ever happened.

When you’re standing by the door, Jungkook gains the courage to give you a small smile.

“Let’s just forget this happened, okay?”

“Yeah.” Jungkook agrees even though a part of him doesn’t want to. He’s still uncertain why exactly.

“Goodnight, Jungkook.” You say, reaching for the doorknob.

“Goodnight.”

Just as you open the door something kicks inside of Jungkook.

“Wait.” He grabs your wrist. You turn, eyes popped open by his sudden action.

“One more question, before we forget.” Jungkook needs to ask this, he can’t let you walk out without knowing.

“Sure, go ahead.” You don’t move from his grasp and Jungkook notices.

“When you found out, what was your first thought?” Jungkook’s curiosity peaked at the thought of you being gone for too long. Something must’ve slipped your mind right?

You don’t respond immediately, taking some time to think which only kicks some uncomfortable nerves inside of Jungkook.

“That I couldn’t believe the guy I was crushing on was also the one I got myself off too.” Jungkook doesn’t even have time to respond before you start to laugh, probably still in shock of what just happened.

“Anyways.” You say to brush off the confession that you like Jungkook.

Jungkook blames it on everything that has happened with what he does next. There’s no other explanation for it.

He steps closer to you, letting your chests brush up against each other when he whispers, “I like you too.”

You blink twice before you push yourself forward, kissing Jungkook. He notices how soft your lips feel for a second before you’re already pulling away.

“Sorry— I shouldn’t have.” You don’t sound regretful, just in shock that you let yourself kiss him with no warning.

Jungkook can’t exactly think, but there is one thing he wants. He wants to keep kissing you, so he does, pulling himself in again and letting his lips brush above yours before diving in.

This time there’s a lot more movement. Your lips move in sync as your tongue probs itself in his mouth, teasing him. Jungkook tries not to moan at the taste of you, a taste he’s been aching for. You shift, letting your hands roam on Jungkook’s back as you clutch yourself tighter around his form. Jungkook gasps inside your mouth when he notices how close you are and how delicately you’re touching him.

Jungkook gains the courage to put his hands on your waist, letting himself feel and admire your form.

It’s not that Jungkook had expected it, but somehow the make out session had lead to you both dragging yourselves to his bedroom, eager to do more than just kissing. Jungkook is definitely not complaining and especially not when he gets to feel you straddle his lap, tucking at the ends of his t-shirt in desperation.

This might likely be a dream, maybe Jungkook fell asleep on the couch after you left. He wouldn’t be surprised if he woke up in the next thirty seconds, drool on his pillowcase and you nowhere in sight.

The moment you grind down your hips on Jungkook’s already hard cock is when Jungkook knows this is real. Yeah. This is definitely fucking real and you like him. You of all people, Jungkook swears he could float on a pink sky right now.

Too focused on how good you feel on top of him, Jungkook doesn’t notice how worked up you’re getting by just a silly make out sesh. He’s fucking going crazy, too absorbed by feeling of your lips to do something. He just wants to be good for you. Wants to please you perfectly, make you feel so fucking good.

“You wanna do this?” You ask, fiddling with the hem of his shirt while nibbling on your bottom lip.

“Yeah.” Jungkook breathes out with no doubts. He can’t let this chance slip.

With the confirmation, you take the chance to pull Jungkook’s shirt upwards. When the shirt lands on the ground, you push him down, kissing him on his neck. The feeling of your wet tongue circling on his soft skin causes Jungkook to moan. He stretches his neck out of reflex, letting you mark him as you please.

“Fuck you sound even prettier in real life.” You mumble against his skin, moving further down. Jungkook grows goosebumps by the comment, a reminder that you’ve already heard him, seen him.

Jungkook lifts his head, wanting to watch you roll your tongue all over him. It’s then that he catches you licking softly on his nipples. Jungkook whines by the contact, due to him being extremely sensitive. You take notice of how he reacts, continuing by sucking down as your other hand perks it in between your fingers.

“Ah—“ Jungkook thinks he might cum in his pants if you continue.

Instead, you move further down, trailing your mouth on his abs and abdomen. Jungkook supports himself on both elbows, never growing tired of the sight of you worshiping his body with your tongue.

You don’t take your time, unbuckling his belt quickly, too eager to see his cock in real life, after watching it for months on camera.

The expression of your face is unreal when you first catch a glimpse of it. Your mouth has dropped, eyes not blinking once.

“Shit.” You grab a hold of the base, feeling the soft skin against your palm and Jungkook bucks into your hand out of instinct. You gasp by the sudden action, seeming to love how desperate he is. Jungkook almost felt shame for searching contact so fast but you seem to fucking love it.

You move upwards, kissing him again while your hand begins to stroke him. Jungkook has trouble kissing back, overwhelmed by the feeling. His half parted lips are coated in your spit, flushed red.

The slick sounds from your movements fill the room, along with the small tiny pants from Jungkook. You’re smirking against his lips, never stopping, squeezing by the tip whenever your hand moves upwards.

“Wanna hear you, Jungkook.” You breathe out. Jungkook obeys, not holding back on his sweet sounds that you’ve grown to love.

You cradle his face, admiring how his eyes are shut, mouth agape. Jungkook knows he probably looks fucked out already, and you’ve only touched him for a few minutes.

While you continue to jerk him off, you move your mouth to his nipples again, playing and licking them. Jungkook shuffles beneath you, the sensation growing more.

When you bite down on his bud, Jungkook arches his back whining uncontrollably. He knows he’s close and you’re not thinking of stopping, so Jungkook figures you’re expecting for him to finish all over your hand.

“You’re doing so well baby. That’s it.” You guide him through his nearing orgasm, nuzzling your nose against his soft skin.

The nickname sets something off in Jungkook, making him tense, letting out a panted out whine while you grip the base softly. Jungkook’s cock starts to twitch, a signal he’s close and you pick up the signal, going back to kissing him.

Jungkook’s moans are muffled by your tongue, and before he knows it, his hips stutter, releasing all over your hand. You jerk him off slowly, letting him ride out his orgasm while you praise him for being so good.

When he’s finally caught his breath again, you remove your hand, stuffing your fingers in your mouth, tasting him so shamelessly.

Jungkook thinks he might get hard again by just seeing that.

You don’t speak to one another, only embracing each other tightly. The moment makes Jungkook think back to his dumb decision from earlier. But then again, if he hadn’t been a bit stupid for once, he would’ve never had you in his arms at this very moment.

It’s a win for him.

But somehow, Jungkook wants to please you. He wants to make you feel good after you just did. So, he doesn’t say anything, hovering above you. “Wanna make you feel good. Can I?”

You only nod, too stunned by how he still wants to do something more.

Jungkook scrambles, reaching for your pants. You help him out, lifting your hips when Jungkook grabs the waistband. You both giggle when the end of your pants gets stuck by your ankle, Jungkook struggling to pull them off. When he finally manages, he begins to pepper your thighs with kisses, inching closer to your covered core.

You hum in satisfaction, enjoying the small gestures from Jungkook. Jungkook is too eager to see you, noticing how there’s already a wet patch on your underwear. So, he pushes them to the side, landing his tongue flatly on you. It’s then that Jungkook hears you moan for the first time. You sound unreal. Jungkook tries not to let himself get affected, focusing solemnly on making you feel good instead. He dives deeper, his nose nudging on your clit while he covers your hole with his tongue. You’re soaked already, tasting like a fucking dream and Jungkook can’t seem to get enough. He’s inching his face as close as possible, wanting to taste you everywhere.

You moan again, gripping his hair harshly as he continues. Jungkook can feel himself grow hard by hearing your pleased sounds, caused by him. Jungkook sucks and licks, determined to make you finish on his tongue. You buck your hips, chasing his mouth and the feeling of his tongue. Jungkook somehow wishes you would never cum, loving to hear you like this, so fucked out and breathless.

When Jungkook sucks harshly on your clit, that’s when your back arches, coating his nose and mouth with your slick. Jungkook enjoys the feeling of you all over his face, so he doesn’t wipe it off, instead he moves upwards laying next to you.

“Holy fucking shit.” You breathe out, chest heaving. Jungkook only hums in content, proud of himself for making you feel good.

Now, it’s definitely a clear win.

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mari-the-bimbo · 1 year

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HIiii

So I just watched a few horror movies and that inspired meee

Could you make one where roomate! geto comforts yn after she watches a horror movie

Thankuuuuu💓💓💓

Dorm mate Geto: horror movie nights

A/N: call me an attention whore but I’d pretend to be scared just so Geto could hold me in those beefy arms 🫡

Movie nights with the dorm mate trio is a must. But this week, Geto decided on a horror movie, and neither you or Gojo backed out.

“I’ll do it if you do it!” You remember Gojo promising you, both of you too whipped to bail out on Geto. But as Sunday evening arrived, Gojo was nowhere to be seen.

You watch Geto’s hair gracefully sprawl out of his hair tie as he sets the blanket for you both. “Oh didn’t Gojo tell you? He got a last minute mission so he can’t make it” Geto tells you, and you subtly huff. That liar, you knew damn well he’s just too scared of horror movies, but so were you.

So you both huddled together on the sofa, sharing a blanket between you. You tried to focus on the start of the movie, rather than how Geto’s thick thighs looked against the blanket rested on his lap.

But, Geto’s brown eyes catches your stare, he always does. So as you quickly turn your focus back to the TV, he moves closer to you, until you could feel his breath on the shell of your ear

“What’s up doll? Do you want more of the blanket?” He asks so sweetly in the dark room.

“No it’s okay” you whisper back. But Geto simply lets out an unconvinced hum before draping the blanket over you, his fingers brush over your legs for a second, but he quickly moves it away.

And as you continue to watch the movie, the dreaded bits come quickly. The TV screen shows the victims blurry sight until she turned around and then BOOM-

“ARRHGGHHH” you shriek as you jump in your seat, but Geto simply laughs at the screen. What a psycho.

The movie also gets scarier from that point, you’re terrified, holding the blanket up to your face as if it’s a way to shield you.

Geto glances at you briefly, noticing the way you kept squeezing your eyes shut, he smiles, you’re adorable in his eyes. He finally turns towards you and he uses one finger to pull the blanket slightly down, enough for him to see your face.

“You look terrified hun, want me to stop the movie?” He says with a small smile, showing that he’s not mad.

But you shake your head, “nu uh im fine” you mumble, but Geto doesn’t seem convinced, his intense gaze on you making you flustered, thank god the room is dark.

“Y-you’re missing the movie Geto, just turn around” you say, weakly nudging the raven haired man’s chest, but he doesn’t move,

“tell me what you want y/n”

“I wanna watch-!” You say annoyed, but as you’re about to lecture him, another jumpscare appears, making you yelp before bumping into Geto’s broad chest.

He does his signature dry laugh, making you feel even more embarrassed, but as you try to pull away from his chest, his large hand on your head keeps you in place, with his beefy arms wrapping around you.

“Aww you can stay right there doll, you know you’re safe in my arms don’t you?” He coos at you in his deep voice, you know it’s his way of teasing you because he likes embarrassing you, but you find comfort in his words.

“Yeah” you say but your ill timed voice crack only made him laugh more, pulling you impossibly closer to his embrace, his black hair tickling your cheeks.

Nevertheless your cuteness easily convinced him to resume the movie. Holding you close so you felt safe, and as Geto was used to horror movies, he smartly covered your eyes before the jump scares.

“Ahh Geto you don’t need to cover my eyes” you laugh, hopelessly trying to pry his large hands off your eyes but he’s too strong.

But the smile is wiped off your face when you couldn’t see but you can feel his breath drawing closer to your lips. “But isn’t it so much more fun like this?” He joked.

“How can you find this fun?” You ask,

“because horror movies are more fun when there’s a cute girl clinging to me”

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