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iicha-0s · 5 months

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Stranger Danger pt.3 (final) | !Jungkook×reader

A/N: hey guys this is the last and final part of the Stranger Danger part series. lmk what you guys think! hope you guys like it! :D

Tags: !messy making out, !boob kink(?), !squirting, !fingering, !dry humping, !hickeys, !nipple play, !oral (f and m receiving, !missionary, !cowgirl, !doggy style, !hair pulling, !nicknames, !praise kink(?), !spanking, !cuddling

Ratings: Explicit|R18|Adult

Previous part:

trying to get past with everything, he finished up his clients tattoo before heading out with them and also to see how many clients he's left with. noticing there weren't anymore, realising that he was basically done with work.

he does his work with his clients with you and only you on his mind. sometimes when the clients would try to make up small conversations with him, he'd zone out while you consume his thoughts. honestly, he himself couldn't figure out why his brain was so occupied with you.

did Y/n have her lunch? should I ask her? but it's already 4pm. maybe we could have a late lunch and early dinner? two dates in one day, Jungkook are you in the right state of mind???? you have to make sure she doesn't find out how whipped you are, not give it to her served up in a platter!

he mentally slaps himself and weirdly zones to hear his co-worker telling him how lucky he is that he was already done with his clients today.

maybe I should text her saying my shift is over. we still have to talk about everything... hm.... that's right. remember Kookie, we have to look cool in front of her!

he huffs softly in determination and slings his bag up his shoulder.

"well im gonna go, I have work to do."

more like a Y/n to do. but that's for later.

Jungkook walks towards the register and wishes his co-workers goodbye. he goes out of the studio, taking out his phone to text you that he got off of work early.

*Ding!*

Y/n: that's nice! I just finished up a meeting too :D

Jungkook: great! are you free now?

Y/n: yesss. you too?

Jungkook: mhm yea

Y/n: okay then lmk if you have any suggestions on where you want to go tonight :))))

Jungkook: are you interested in fancy or not so fancy tonight?

Y/n: hmm we could have fancy honestly.

Jungkook: alright! I have this amazing place in mind. the food there is really good! :D

Y/n: great! then we can go there :)))))

Jungkook: I'll book a reservation for 7 then?

Y/n: works!

Jungkook: great! text me your address so I can come pick you up ;)

"SHIT NO WRONG EMOJI!" He groans but then sees you'd already seen it and were starting to type a reply. "please don't call us off. please don't call us off." he chants when his phone dings again to your notification.

Y/n: okay thank you! :D

he sighs loudly while leaning against his car at your reply thanking all the powers of the universe. he climbs in and starts driving home so he could pick an outfit for tonight. he quickly goes up to his apartment and starts going through all his clothes, pulling out whatever he thought would make him look really cool and throwing it towards his bed.

meanwhile on the other side you were busy finishing up an article for a recent project. after done finishing it, you proof-read it and mail it to your boss. sighing you stretch back against your chair and look at the time.

"Lets get readyy~" You stand up and go to start picking out clothes for the night.

in the end, Jungkook decides to wear a pair of baggy jeans with a tank top and a leather jacket. perfect attire cause it was a little cold out. meanwhile you pick out a nearly same outfit but just with a skirt.

you make sure to grab your coat because it was cold out and drop it on your couch along with your purse. going to the vanity you do simple makeup and take a few pictures of yourself when Jungkook's text pops up.

*Ding!*

Jungkook: I'm leaving to come pick you up

Y/n: okayy see you soon! ^^

you put your phone down and check yourself out to give last final touches and then head out to the kitchen. getting yourself a glass of water you chug it down and go to the living room to put your shoes on.

putting on your coat and taking hold of your purse you sling it over your shoulder, taking a few pictures in the final outfit when someone rings the doorbell.

you walk over to it and open the door to see Jungkook standing there looking ever so fine with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and a pretty smile.

"hey." he keeps smiling as you smile back.

"hey." You turn the lights in your apartment off and step out with him.

"these are for you." He passes you the flower.

"thank you so much." You laugh softly and walk with him to his car.

he opens the door to his car for you and hands you a blanket from the backseat to place on your lap, while you thank him again giving him the flowers so he could put them in the backseat. he climbs in too and starts the car, driving to the restaurant you guys talked about earlier.

"you can play any song you like." he holds out his phone as you take it and put on a few of your favorite songs as he widens his eyes at the similar music taste.

"I listen to these songs too!" He smiles brightly at you as you smile back.

"no you don't!"

"Yes I do! I'll show you my playlist later." he says and you both laugh softly at the similarities between you two while Jungkook pulls into the valet service at the restaurant.

he climbs out of the car and comes to your side to open the door for you, as you thank him again and step out waiting for him while he gives the keys to the valet service and takes the ticket from them.

he leads you in and a waiter comes to take you both to your table. you were kinda taken aback by how the workers already knew him and didn't even ask him much questions. he pulls out a chair for you and you both sit down.

"wow this place is really packed." You talk a little loudly because of how much noise there was in the restaurant.

"yea that's cause it's a Friday, and on Fridays they have this special lobster roll which is really famous." he takes the menu from the waiter while you do the same.

"yea I remember coming here to have just that." You laugh and he smiles at you.

"do you mind if I sit next to you? it's too loud so i can't really hear you." He suggests as you were a little taken aback but decide to give in.

"no yea sure go ahead." You nod shyly as he shifts his chair so that it's right next to yours. he wasn't too close but he was still close enough for you to smell his amazing perfume.

"have you decided what you're having?" he opens the menu again.

"mhm. I'm thinking of getting the chicken steak. what about you?" You turn your head to look at him.

"i was thinking about getting fettuccine alfredo. would you like to have some wine?" he flips through the menu before taking a glance at you.

"sure i saw they have Ms Red on the menu." You say flipping through and showing him as he nods and waves down the waiter. he gives both of your orders and the waiter brings out the wine for both of you first.

"i know nothing much happened today but, how was your day?" he chuckles and so do you.

"well, like you said nothing much. after getting home i got some work done, attended some meetings. what about you? anything surprising happen in your life today?" You look back at him and take a sip from your drink.

"not really i just had quite a few clients. even then it seemed like a long day, cause today just felt like it wasn't it. except for the part where we met again tho, i dont regret that." you start laughing at his words as he smiles while watching you.

"i think the same way." you smile while looking at him and you both take a few sips from your drinks.

the waiter comes and places the food on the table as you look at the food in excitement. he giggles softly while looking at you looking like a child who got offered her favorite ice-cream.

"eat well~" You wish out of habit and start eating.

"You too." he smiles and starts eating, taking peeks and glances at you to see your reaction to the food. you both finish up half of your food in comfortable silence with just the hustle bustle around you as the noise you two could hear.

"ah its been so long since I've had such good food." you say wiping your face and smiling in satisfaction.

"me too. do you wanna try some of mine?" he offers and you agree. you both switch plates and continue eating in silence again, both surrounded by the amazing taste coating your mouths, with the voices of everyone else acting as a white noise.

after done eating you both split the check and head out of the restaurant. he gets his car from the valet service and you both get in and he starts driving back to your place.

"oh look an ice-cream truck." you point when he stops the car at the red light.

"you wanna get some?" he asks while looking at the ice-cream truck you pointed at.

"sure." You smile and he smiles back before parking nearby the truck and you both step out to get some ice-cream. after buying the ice-creams you both decide to walk in a nearby park while eating it and talk about random things.

"so what are your plans after you get home?" You ask and look up at him.

"I don't know. maybe i'll just go to sleep. what about you?" he looks back at you while taking a bite from his ice cream.

"well there's this new horror movie i found out about, so I was thinking of watching it tonight." He nods along with you. "do you like horror movies?"

"yea a lot."

"them maybe we can watch the movie together. the trailer was really good you know?" You shrug and take a bite from your ice cream.

"really? i-i mean sure! yea i wont mind." he clears his throat and tries to act cool even though he was wishing the date wouldn't end.

you both walk around some more and walk back to his car after finishing the ice-cream. he drives back to your place, you leading him upstairs and inside.

"nice place." he says while you both take your shoes off and walk in.

"thank you." you smile and go to the kitchen to get two glasses of water for both of you. he settles down on the couch as you pass the glass of water to him and he thanks you before taking a sip.

you put the movie on and sit down next to him as you both quietly watch the movie. you both shift in your seats when the couple in the movie start kissing and having hard-core sex on the screen. you try to act cool and gulp unknowingly looking down at Jungkook's lap to see a boner growing.

didn't know they'd have a literal porno for a movie

Jungkook takes a glance at you and realises you looking at his boner and tries to hide it in the most subtle way possible. he fails because he couldn't really move too much without getting caught by you and decided to just give in, face burning in embarrassment.

he scratches the back of his neck and was about to say something to shift your attention, but ends up choking and starts coughing.

"i- are you okay??" You pat his back while he leans forward and takes hold of his glass of water and drinks some of it. he calms down and sighs as you look at him in concern.

"Im okay." he laughs softly and nods getting comfortable on the couch again.

"I'm gonna go get some more water." you nod, standing up from the couch.

you take your glass along with his and fill it up but just as you take a sip you feel it go down the wrong pipe and start coughing while placing the glass back on the kitchen island and accidentally spilling some of it.

"are you okay??" He rushes to you and pats you back while you calm yourself down. you both end up laughing at how awkward you two were being and fell the atmosphere lighten.

"Lemme help you clean this up." he says grabbing a few paper towels and passing some to you too as you both start cleaning up the water you spilt. you try not to stare too much because you just realised he'd taken his jacket off and god did he look even more attractive with all his tattoos showing.

your hands brush against each other a few times causing you two to exchange glances but after it happened for the third time, it was as if you two couldn't take your eyes off of each other. unknowingly leaning in and end up pressing your lips against each other, lips chasing one another a little too hungrily.

the wet paper towels long forgotten sit on the kitchen island, as Jungkook wraps his arms around your waist to pull you closer and lifts you up by the back of your thighs and places you right next to them. pressing the front of his body against yours, he rubs his hands on your thighs toying with your top and bottom lip repeatedly while you wrap your arms around his neck.

you wrap your legs around the back of his and pull him closer feeling him poke his tongue softly against your lips asking for entrance, which you give. you rub your tongue against his causing him to moan in your mouth which pulls one out of you too and you both lose it.

fuck, that was hot.

you both hold onto each other tighter and continue kissing until the air runs out and you're pulling away to catch a breath. you see him chase after your lips, causing a new batch of butterflies to be released in your tummy as he leans in to press multiple pecks against them.

he moves down to your chin, then your jaw and then starts leaving soft open mouth kisses all over your neck trying to find that one spot that will have you squirming and moaning under him. you gasp when he bites down on the right side of your neck, softly licking and sucking on the skin while you move your hands to his hair and play with it softly moaning and humming here and there.

he pulls your jacket off and pushes himself against you more, as if trying to feel you more while moving to a different part of your neck to leave another mark. he moves back a little, staring at the work of art he left on your neck feeling an ounce of satisfaction weight his chest and leans back in to press his lips against yours.

this time you pull away and kiss down his neck, tugging onto his hair to make it lean back so you can have space to work your magic. you kissing, biting and sucking onto his skin had him groaning and moaning while rubbing his hands up and down your thighs, shifting higher up your skirt each time.

every kiss, every hickey you left on his skin made him feel more and more impatient to feel you. to have you feel him. and fuck, was he gonna give it to you good today. he was ready to give it to you like he'd never given it to anyone, ever.

when you pull away from his neck, he immediately catches your lips against his and picks you up taking you to the couch with him without breaking the kiss. sitting down, he makes you straddle his lap and continues rubbing his hands against your soft skin on your thighs.

"can I take this off?" he pants while tugging onto your tanktop and staring at your lips.

"Yes." you nod softly letting him swiftly take it off of you before smashing your lips against his immediately. it was as if his lips were a drug you were addicted to and it was hard for Jungkook to not feel the same way, literally.

rubbing his hands on your skin he brings it up to the hook of your bra, lingering there as if asking you for permission as you pant a "yea" against his lips and continue kissing him while he takes it off of you.

grabbing one of your boobs softly he kneads it, feeling and taking in its infinite softness. God they felt so soft that he could basically sleep on them, and maybe he would later tonight.

your nipples pebble against his palm as he holds and tugs onto it with his index finger and thumb, emitting yet another moan from you which went straight to his already rock hard cock. you pull away from him and pull his tank top off of him too as this time he leads down to your neck, pressing kisses and leading lower to your chest.

taking your other breast in his mouth, he sucks on it circling the nipple with his tongue as you twitch above him and grip onto his hair. he plays with your other breast and continues using his mouth on the other as you moan softly and arch your back into his mouth from time to time.

he moves his other hand up your thigh and rubs his thumb against your inner thigh, lips and hand still playing with your breasts that he just couldn't seem to get enough of. he leaves a few hickeys on them too and comes back up to your lips.

he wraps his arm around your waist to hold you close against him, as you crane your neck and press kisses against his lips causing him to smile which causes you to smile too. he rubs his hands on your thighs and moves it to your ass, pushing you closer and pressing you down softly against his hard-on.

you rub yourself against him pressing your lips harder against his as he keeps his hand on your ass making you move against him. he brings his hand forward and slips it to your middle, rubbing his fingers softly on you causing you to gasp against his lips.

you unknowingly start moving your hips against his hand, pressing down just trying to find more friction. he understands what you want and moves your panties to the side and slips his middle and ring finger against your folds making you moan softly.

you were already so wet and were coating his fingers as he rubs the tip of his fingers in circles against your bud making you pull away from his lips and lean against him, moaning out his name. you hide your face in his neck and moan whilst still moving your hips against his fingers.

he moves his fingers down and circles your entrance before pushing them in slowly as you gasp and hold onto him while sitting up straight on his lap. he starts moving his fingers as you throw your head back when his fingers brush against that one spot while he leans in to press kisses on your skin knowing what he's doing is making you feel good.

"there... right there... yea!" you moan out leaning against him again and hide your face in his neck. he whispers a soft "yea?" in your hair while moving his fingers in the same way you asked, but faster.

"mmph- fuck!" you moan and grip onto his hair tightly as you cum on his fingers. he helps you ride out your high while rubbing his fingers on your clit as you hum and twitch here and there due to the aftershocks. he brings his hand up and licks it clean, when you suddenly press your lips against him to taste yourself against them.

you grind against him again while rubbing your tongue against his as you groans against your mouth while holding onto your hips. you move off of his lap and get on your knees in between his legs, pulling his pants and boxers off and immediately take hold of him.

he places his hand on your head as you lick up and down his length, coating it with your saliva before finally taking him in your mouth. bobbing your head up and down you move your hand against whatever you weren't taking in as he groans above you, hand taking hold of your hair.

he feels you go deeper until he's down your throat and gulp around him which causes him to throw his head back and moan. rubbing your tongue against the underside of his dick whilst still bobbing your head up and down on him, you make him feel so good that he couldn't stop his moans.

soon ending up cumming down your throat he unknowingly holds your head down on him so that you're nose is pressed against his pelvis. gulping down all his cum you pull away and lick your lips as he leans down and presses his lips against yours.

you both stand up from the couch and stumble to your bedroom while kissing and undressing each other some more when he picks you up and climbs on the bed before dropping you down, his lips never leaving yours. he places his hands on each sides of your head against the mattress, while you hold his hips close to yours with your legs wrapped around his waist.

he pulls away and presses kisses on your cheeks and then moves down to your neck while positioning himself in front of your entrance and slowly pushes in. you hold onto his shoulders tightly closing your eyes and feel him stretch you out so perfectly.

he presses his forehead against yours and spreads your legs out more by the back of your thighs and pulls out just to push back in with a low moan. you gasp starting to move your hips along with his once he finds a steady pace. you both moan against each others mouths while continuing to feel so good.

he fastens his pace and leans back just to take hold of your hips and pistoning his hips against yours repeatedly. you grip onto the sheets around you and moan his name loudly while he does the same. shifting his hips a little, he moves your legs over his shoulders and continues thrusting in and out of you at a ridiculously fast pace.

pulling out he flips you over and manhandles you into his desired position and pushes in again, losing complete sense of reality and keeps thrusting into you so hard that it has you getting pushed forward repeatedly. taking hold of the back of your neck he holds you down while continuing to move in and out of you while moaning and groaning your name.

he angles his hips a little differently and you arch your back against the mattress while moaning out loud because the tip of his dick hits your g-spot.

"there you are." he pants and sinks his nails into your hips while repeatedly brushing against your g-spot and moving inside you.

"f-f-uck!" He pulls onto your hair while his other hand spanks your ass, gripping onto the flesh staring as it bounces upon meeting his hips. you bite down on your lip harshly only to end up feeling Jungkook's palm come in contact with your ass harshly.

"Dont you dare hold your voice in." he tugs onto your hair while gritting. you moan out earning a "good girl" from him as he keeps thrusting in and out of you harshly. you feel your high approaching quickly when his hand rubs its way down your front and starts rubbing against your bud.

your eyes roll back into your head as you twitch harshly and squirt with your high hitting you simultaneously. he helps you ride out your high, his hitting him too because of how good you squeezed him.

you both lose track of time soon, not being able to get enough of each other as you find yourself sitting on his lap and riding him while he arches his back and moans while holding onto your hips and cumming inside you for the nth time tonight. leaning down you kiss him softly and move off of him, feeling him immediately wrap you up in his arms and hold you close.

"that was so good." he pulls away and presses multiple kisses all over your face while his hands rub against your skin here and there. you giggle and nod shifting closer to him, pulling the comforter to cover both of you.

he shifts closer and lays his head against your chest as you play with his hair and let out a soft sigh. wrapping his arms around your waist, he holds you close to him and you both fall asleep.

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videostak · 11 months

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p good day today :D found tons of great records for work at the swap meets and stuck to only buying records so it was a great haul and i made double of what i spent on them so they mustve been rly good stuff for him to pay me that much for them :D then i went to the thrift and bought tons of cute clothes :D some cute shorts again and realized that the weathers actually hot again like shorts weather if i wanna wear shorts :D dont rly kno where id go tho since i drive everywhere now... ._. maybe i can take the bus downtown again for funsies... someday and just chill in the park the whole day or smthn and read. idk . anyways ya i got some cute clothes and also filled da car with gas. was gonna take the package but by the time i went to the post office it was closed cause i guess it closes early on saturday T-T UGH guess ill have to deliver it monday.. but like p active day today and i wore that outfit thats like the white shirt with dark red brownish stripes that looks cute on me and those looseish high waisted jeans :) so i felt cute todayyy. i rly need to start dressing cute again ive been so frumpy the past like two months or so and need to actually wear cute clothes out.. NEED to go downtown again tooo like i hate it cause i have so many bad memories of the ppl there and theres awful gentrification vibes there but like just need to put that aside and sit on a bench and read a book or smthn there. like i kno itll feel good if i do.i just wanna be in a state where im making more money so like i can be comfortable shopping there n stuff. OMG also got pelican west by haircut 100 on LP at the record store it was in the 2$ bin (the sleeve is a lil bent and scuffed but not rly) and since i in a sense work there he let me have it for free :D this is the first record i got since rearranging my furniture (ok well i got leo kottke comp thursday but that was like on a whim kinda a regret purchase since i would prefer one of his studio albums and not a comp ANYWAYS) and cause of that it was like cool cause i kno i can just easily hook things up and lay on my bed and listen to it ^_^ i was like omg when i saw it and then was like omgggg when i realized i can listen to it with the same comfort i listen to CDs with :>

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honeybeewhereartthee · 1 year

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PINK KKOMAS KOHAKU OUKAWA 62

spoiler for my stories

Dollmaker staring at everyone outfit while eating sweets doll give.

Dollmaker to Doll: pspspsp. Other you sure wear super cute and cool outfit.

Doll: what. Which part? Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

Dollmaker gesture at CHau Kohaku: that other you, wear maid outfit for daily basis.(ㆁωㆁ)

Doll:...that guy held no shame huh (￢￢)

Dollmaker: I remember I made you all crazy b batch wear maid cloths cause ya all lost. It was so cute. I still have pictures. (✯ᴗ✯)

Doll: what...?! ヘ（。□°）ヘ

Dollmaker, shows picture: my first pic of koha and other crazy b as a whole. (●´u`●)

Doll: p-please delete that! ( ･ั﹏･ั)

Dollmaker: ehhh (｡•́︿•̀｡)but it's cute. You guys wear my bee design maid outfit. (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ but if koha want then I will.

Doll, sigh: (٥↼_↼)

Doll: (︶︹︺) fine. Don't delete it. But don't show others that! (ㆀ˘･з･˘)

Dollmaker: okii.(^˵◕ω◕˵^) I won't show.

Reaper approach doll and his dollmaker holding a box.

Reaper: hello. You are the MC of Doll right? I have something to give you since you will leave soon with others.

Dollmaker: woah. (・o・)

Doll: is that...(‘◉⌓◉’)

Reaper gives box to dollmaker: this is doll unsend letters to you-- D-DOLL?! CALM DOWNN

Doll, embarrassed: G'AHHHH YOU BASTARD WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO MEEEEE!!! (╬⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾ Д ⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾)

Dollmaker stare at the letters: (｡☬０☬｡)woah koha miss me? Eheh. I m

iss koha too.

Dollmaker hugs Doll who was about to murder a certain reaper version of his.

Doll: ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ w-what?! D-DONT YOU KNOW YOU CAN HUG SOMEONE WITHOUT PERMISSION!! (˃͈ -( ˂͈ ༶ )

Dollmaker still Hugging doll: ehehe. Koha is so cute today too.

Doll, embarrassed: NO! IM NOT CUTE!! (`ー´)

Dollmaker: cute 🥺

Doll: NOOOO

dollmaker: do you want new clothes made by me? Ehehe. I made some for you for other seasons. (^˵◕ω◕˵^)

Doll: e-ehh....?! (｡・//ε//・｡)

Dollmaker, look at reaper: I made cloths for you too. As well those other friends of yours. It be a cute matching outfits for all our koha. ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

Reaper: ehh. Σ(￣。￣ﾉ)

Doll: Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

Doll: so it's not just for me?!

Dollmaker: of course yours still special one out of all of them! You can put knives and stuff in secret pockets!! (⁎⁍̴̆Ɛ⁍̴̆⁎)

Doll:...

Reaper:... (• ▽ •;)

Doll: o-oh. Fine I'm not mad anymore! (｡・//ε//・｡)

In few days dollmaker and other from MDD au left, Doll who wear one of the outfit dollmaker left wave them off.

Dollmaker: I'll visit again soon! Ahah.

Doll: you don't even leave yet(`ー´)

Rinrin: aww is our little pinky missing us already?

Doll: go to hell. (`ー´)

DD niki: I left some food for you guys to eat too! Should be enough for couple of weeks with the snacks!! ♡(ӦｖӦ｡)

Doll: we can make our own food!! (`ー´)

Mama, hugs doll: aww don't worry mama will write you letters!(ʃƪ＾3＾）

Doll: fuck off I will never read them (`ー´)

Phantom:... Ahm. Don't worry so much about mc???

Doll: is that even possible??! (`ー´)

Phantom: HIICC... SORRY! PLEASE DONT BE MAD!! ಥ╭╮ಥ

Dollamker: hey no bullying mayoi!! ☆ｏ(＞＜；)○

Doll: you and your based favoritism! Hateful owner!!! (`ー´)

Dollmaker: I love everyone the same thru! (◕દ◕)

Rinrin: cause your a doll obsessed weirdo. (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

DD niki: yup

Mama: how worrisome but so true.

Phantom: ｏ(＞＜；)○ no bullying mc either!

Kana: GASP. I WAS ONLY ASLEEP AND YA ALL BULLYING MC!! HOW DARE YA ALL!! (・`ω´・)

merumeru held kana back: bad kaname. Don't cause trouble

Kana: but they are bullying mc! MC don't just care about dolls! They care about me too! They are my prince charming!! Hmmp! (ㆀ˘･з･˘)

Doll: leave now with your FLINGS!! Good byeeee!! (`ー´)

Doll proceed to shove them all to the portal and then it closes.

Doll:₍ᐡඉ ̫ඉᐡ₎ *hic... Sob...

Reaper: look at that guy. (• ▽ •;) So aggressive earlier but now his crying--

Doll who heard it: WHOS CRYING?! IM NOT!!? (・`ω´・) HOW DARE U! I STILL REMEMBER YOUR SINS!!

doll proceed to chase reaper around angrily.

Bee: at least his ok now.

Mad Hatter:...

Mad Hatter: that bastard feline don't joined them.

Bee: ????

Mad Hatter: it's nothing bee. I'll be doing some cat haunting. Good bye.

Bee:... (◕દ◕)Wonder what's that.

#PINK KKOMAS #kohaku oukawa x reader

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articlevewor · 2 years

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mouthfulloftoothpasterry · 3 years

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Hooked

Summary: Harry and Y/n meet again. This time spending more time together and getting to know each other.

warnings/ disclaimers: Swearing, mentions of death, mentions of childbirth.

Harry was out searching for a book. He had left Loralie with his mother for the day since he had some errands to run and it would be a busy day. He had finished all of his books and he was on the search for another, maybe even some extra ones for his classroom. He had stopped by his favorite coffee shop and ordered his favorite black coffee to start his day of errands, then he went to the market to get everything for dinner tonight- he thought he might as well get it out of the way since he hates grocery shopping.

Now he’s on the way to a bookstore, he didn’t want to order it on Amazon or just go to a big chain store so he did a quick google search and found a small book store a block down the road from the coffee shop he had gone to. He wanted to find the book burning in water, drowning in flame- his sister had recommended it to him and now he was itching to read it.

He made his way to the bookstore, it looked like a homey place just from the outside of the store. It was a rust colored brick with two sconces on either side of the top of the book shop, a rather tall building- possibly a flat at the top. Harry looks at the cacti peeking through the windows, little flower stickers to decorate.

Harry walks into the book shop, opening the door making the golden bell at the top of the door frame sound off. As soon as Harry steps in he notes the warm scent, it smells like the owner had been baking cookies. “Hello!” He hears a cheerful voice sing while he steps toward the poetry aisle in search of the book. “Is there anything I could help you with today?” He hears the voice again making him turn his head. To his surprise it’s Y/n, he’s been thinking about her. “Oh, hi.” He says bashfully, smiling and stepping over to the cashier counter she was behind.

Y/n smiles, continuing to add price tags on the back of her new shipment of books. She had started her little business officially a bit after she had gotten pregnant with Milo. Milo’s dad had left her after she broke the news to him, they were in their early twenty’s (Y/n being twenty one and him being twenty two) so it was understandable that he didn’t want children yet but the way he dealt with the situation was just dramatic and too much on Y/n. So she put everything into her little book shop, she took out a loan and bought this place, starting planning and putting her all into it, it wasn’t easy but it was worth it.

“Hi Harry.” She says, adding a book to the stack. Harry blushes at her tone again, she’s hard to read. “Um… do you happen to have burning in water, drowning in flame?” He asks, whirling around her display of different styles and colors of bookmarks. He is a twenty six year old man, why is acting like one of his students who thinks he’s handsome? Y/n laughs, nodding while she pulls her mug up to her lips- Harry thinks it’s hot chocolate (and he’s right). “It’s in poetry, first aisle, third shelf, second row.” She says, impressing Harry in how she has memorized every single spot of her book store.

Harry gives her a tight nod, walking over to the poetry section and looking for the book. “Is this your place?” Harry asks, making conversation while the rest of the store is dead silent.

“Yeah, me and Milo live in the flat upstairs.” Y/n admits. Harry’s ears perk up, she didn’t say anything about a partner. He walks back to the counter placing his book down, not handing it over to her yet. “When did you open this place?” He questions, looking around the shop. He sees some crystals, some candles- that both look up for sale and also her personal ones. It’s cute.

“After I got pregnant with Milo. Right after Xavier left me.” She says, leaving Harry wondering. “Xavier is…?” Y/n sighs, rolling her eyes a bit. It’s only their second time meeting and she’s already giving him her sob story. “He’s what would be Milo's father.” She says, picking at her bare nails. She doesn’t consider Xavier Milo's father, he’s never been there for him so he’s not a father. Harry’s lips form a tight line, “um, Loralies mum died… so… we’ve all got baggage.” He laughs, trying to cut the tension.

Loralies mum had died, she died during childbirth. She already had a particularly painful and rough pregnancy with Lora and that was just extremely unexpected, Harry just thanks his stars everyday that his little one is safe with him. “That’s awful, Harry. I‘m sorry.” Harry smiles at her, “it’s okay. I’ve got my Lora so I’m okay.” Y/n nods, smiling and grabbing the book from between his fingers. “She’s a sweet girl.” She compliments.

Harry nods, feeling a little cocky over how well he has raised his daughter. “Is this all for you?” She asks, pulling out a small brown bag with the logo and name on it- they are cute. “Yes please.” Harry politely says, making her laugh under her breath. “If this is your first time here? You get a free bookmark with every book you purchase if it is.” She says, nodding over to the bookmarks. Harry nods, looking through the bookmarks and picking a random Fleetwood Mac one- cute, he thinks. Y/n adds the bookmark to the bag, setting it infront of him. “13.22” she says, Harry fishing his wallet out.

“Are you doing a lot today?” He asks, motioning down to all the books stacked around her while he hands her a ten and four singles. She shrugs, “the usual.” Y/n says, handing him back his change. Harry thinks for a second, pausing his response making Y/n a little nervous. “I could help?” Harry offers, setting his coffee on the table. Y/n gives him a questionable look, sharpening one of her eyes at him. “You want to put tags on books and reorganize with me?” She asks, making Harry laugh. He nods, putting a bookmark back in its place “see, I’m already helping.” He says cheekily.

Y/n smiles, shaking her head. “I guess you can help.” She says.

Soon enough they are sat on the brown carpet, mountains of books around them. Y/n has a blanket wrapped around her and Harry has his legs stretched out. Y/n is tagging books while Harry is setting by the book shelf closest to them organizing. “I swear they put something in the water fountain at that school, the kids are always running and screaming around my classroom while I’m trying to talk about how Van Gogh cut off his own ear.” Harry says, making Y/n loudly giggle, thinking about how Milo probably gives him a horrible time on Wednesdays.

“You like working where Loralie is?” She asks, Harry of course nodding. Loralie is his baby, he loves knowing she’s just up the stairs- especially if she were to get sick or hurt he would be right there to take care of her. “Yeah, I wish I could always be with Milo but one of us has to make the money.” She jokes which makes Harry laugh.

“She always comes waddling into my classroom screaming for me- which disrupts the class but I don’t care.” He shrugs, his mind going back to Loralie. “Oh shit, I’ve got to pick her u-“

“Hi! How are you, baby!” Y/n cheers, Milo running toward her then crashing into her in a hug. Y/n’s friend Mikaela had babysat Milo for the day while Y/n tried to get as much work done as she could. Usually on the weekends (like today) Milo will be in the store with her… which tends to distract her. “Um, I’ve got to go but we should do this again? Maybe… over dinner?” Harry asks, Y/n’s face lighting up.

“Are you asking me on a date?” She teases, Harry blushing and nodding. Y/n laughs, slipping her phone from her pocket, “take my number and we can schedule that date you’re begging me for.” She teases.

Harry gets her number, thanking her for the book and letting him stay before he slips out. Now he’s got to get back to Loralie. But he’s got a date!

Later that night when Harry and Loralie are practicing her memorizing her ABCs his phone beeps. He ignores his at first, just expecting it to be a stupid text from his friend Mitch, but once he looks down he sees Y/n’s contact name. “Keep going, bug.” Harry says, grabbing his phone from the carpet while they set on the floor of the living room, unlocking his phone.

Hii, im free next Friday :) let me know if that works with your schedule!

Harry laughs at her cute little smiley faces, trying to think up a response that doesn’t make him sound a thousand years older than her. The tip of his tongue sticks out while he types back his response, his eyebrows knitted in concentration.

Hello! Friday works, how about 5:30? I can pick you up.

He lays his phone back down and helps Loralie with her letters, pulling her onto his lap. “D is for Daddy!” She cheers, making Harry smile, chuckling and kissing her round cheeks while she squeals. Harry hears his phone ding, grabbing it and reading the response, thanking god she answered. He thought his heart would explode out of his chest. It was beating so hard.

That sounds good ☺️ see you then!

Harry got her to say yes, but now he has to deal with the anxiety of actually going on the date. What should he wear, where should they go? Should he be opening the door and pulling out her chair or is that not in-in dating anymore? He hasn’t dated since Loralies mum and his baby is two years old now, it’s been quite a long time since he dipped his toe into trying to charm a woman. He just hopes he’s still got it.

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The day is here. Loralie is with her grandma so Harry can get ready for the date. He’s been panicking and running all around his little house. He showered and smothered himself in lotion and his best cologne- he wanted to smell nice for her. He was adding leave in conditioner to his hair (which he hardly remembers to do) to make it more silky and the curls look a bit prettier than they usually do- he doesn’t know much about hair, he just does what his sister tells him what his hairdresser tells him he should do.

He planned out an outfit, a pair of tan dress pants with a white tank top and a cardigan over it. He had thought over the outfit a bit too much, was it too casual for the date? Was the cardigan too much? He decided against his thoughts and layers some pearls on, sliding his rings on that were in a jewelry dish, placed in there before his shower. He takes a look in the mirror, readjust his cardigan before he gives himself a little nod. He feels good about this.

He makes his way over to Y/n flat, walking up the metal steps to her flat and knocking on the door. When she opens the door he notices just how amazing her home smells, just like her book shop. He needs to remember to ask her where she gets her candles. “Hi,” Harry smiles, looking his date up and down. She was dressed nicely. It was a sage green dress with spaghetti straps, it stopped a couple inches above her knee. Harry thought it was cute.

She paired it with gold jewelry and a black cross body bag. Dirty white vans to go along with it that added a child-like feel to the outfit. Harry thought that was cute too.

“Hi,” she smiles, glancing behind her. “You look nice.” Harry says, suddenly feeling hot. Y/n laughs under her breath, thanking him. “You look nice as well.” Harry smiles bashfully, looking down at his feet. “Thank you”

Y/n says her goodbyes to Milo, hugging and kissing him before thanking her friend again for watching him. It’s the same one from last week, Mikaela. They get into Harry’s car, a bit of awkward silent before Y/n breaks it, Harry stopping the tapping of his fingers along to the low radio once her voice interrupts it. “So, where are we going?” She asks, smoothing her dress out against her thighs.

Harry laughs, he’s not prepared for dates and for some reason he hadn’t thought about the most important part. “I’ll eat anywhere to be honest.” Y/n admits, looking through her window at all the different places.

Harry was looking around in a panic and he finally pulled something out of his ass that sounded good, especially on his teacher salary. “Olive Garden?” Harry says, trying to say it confidently but it definitely comes out as more of a question. Y/n’s eyes light up, she’s in the mood for bottomless salad and breadsticks. “That sounds heavenly.” And Harry is happy to hear that.

They walk into the busy restaurant, instantly getting escorted to a table. Harry is happy they didn’t have to wait- that would have just been embarrassing since he threw this together last minute. They sat in the booth, sliding in and getting comfortable. “So, how’s the bookstore?” Harry asks, pulling apart his breadstick. Y/n knocks her shoe with his under the table, she thinks it’s cute how bashfully he can get when just asking a simple question. “It’s good. How are your little art students?” Harry playfully rolls his eyes at her choice of words.

“It’s good. They are doing self portraits.” Y/n laughs, her eyes widening.

“How’s that going?” Harry laughs, shaking his head. “They look like shittier versions of Picasso’s paintings.” Y/n dramatically gasps through her laughs, “aren’t you supposed to worship the ground that man walks on? Why would you say that?” Harry rolls his eyes once again, chuckling at her. “I’m just behind honest!”

Their date goes on the same, they order their food, giggling while they eat and even getting into a little food fight with the leftover breadsticks. (They weren't being humble, they asked for another basket) They finished their food, “That was fun.” Y/n admits smiling. Harry nods, taking the check and opening his wallet. “Here,” y/n holds out her card, Harry shaking his head. “I’ll pay.” Harry shrugs her off, handing his card tucked in the black check book the waiter had brought over back to him before she can further protest.

Y/n scoffs, throwing another breadstick at him that he tried to catch but it’s too greasy. “Hey! I thought we had a truce?!” Harry questions her. She shakes her head, apparently swearing off the truce. Harry shrugs, thanking the waiter when he brings his card back along with their mints. “You better sleep with one eye open then.” Harry says, standing up and waiting for her. She laughs, standing up and pulling her bag over her shoulder. “I have a three year old, I basically sleep with them both open. You’re nothin’.” She says, Harry nodding his head in agreement. He knows just how she feels.

They drive back to her flat, Harry of course walking her to her door. “I had so much fun tonight.” Harry says, looking down before he looks up at Y/n. She smiles, blushing. She hasn’t dated since Xavier and she admired that to Harry tonight, they both admitted that they haven’t dated since their children’s parents so they felt a lot comfortable knowing they were both rusty.

“Me too, you’re a really sweet guy, Harry.” She says. She needs to remember to thank her forgetful little Milo for leaving his folder in Harry’s classroom. “Thanks for agreeing to go out with me. I was pretty nervous.” Harry admits a bit sheepishly. Harry is a bit giddy on the inside about them hitting it off so well, they were having the best conversation and at times they were getting extremely loud, probably annoying the people around them, but they didn’t care, they had fun. “Yeah, I was nervous as hell but I haven’t had this much fun in a while. Thanks for tonight.” Y/n smiles, leaning in for a kiss.

Harry’s eyes widen, but he still kisses her back. He hasn’t kissed anyone in so long he thought he had forgot how to for a second. His hands come up to cup her jaw, moving his lips with hers. “I’ll see you soon. Have a good night.” Y/n smiles, opening her door with red cheeks. Harry nods, a little flabbergasted. “Have a good night.” He says, trudging down her steps.

And now he’s hooked on her.

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f1nalboys · 3 years

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Backstage - Bday fic for Danny

HAPPY (very late im sorry) BDAY TO @knifewh0re !! I really hope you like this and i hope your birthday went well AND i hope today is even better!!!

Poly!Ghostface x Danny

WORD COUNT: 1978

WARNINGS: they/them pronouns afab reader (which is danny), oral (amab and afab recieving), vaginal fingering, implication of more sex, semi-public sex, closet sex, time crunch, the boys aren’t mean in this one besides like two off-hand comments from billy

Billy and Stu stood backstage before the show searching for you. Stu was bouncing on the balls of his feet, practically vibrating with excitement. “Stu, man, relax. You’re getting on my nerves.” Stu pouts and opens his mouth to say something but stops himself. He elbows Billy in the side harshly, pointing down the crowded hallway. Billy cranes his neck and breaks out into a grin.

It was you. You were surrounded by your band, decked out in your stage outfit and laughing and god you looked beautiful. Billy didn’t wait for Stu and took off down the hallway, his heart beating. You went to college with them, actually had a class with Billy, but you didn’t know them. They knew you, obviously.

Your band was getting popular in the punk scene and Stu had seen you play live a few months ago and immediately fell in love with your voice. He forced Billy to listen and, even though punk wasn’t his most loved genre, he had to admit that you were fucking amazing. And now they were here. Stu had bought backstage passes for the show and told Billy that they had to talk to you.

“Danny!” You turn around at the sound of your name with your eyebrows furrowed. Stu had caught up to Billy and had a big smile on his face, waving you over. Even though you didn’t know the two of them you went over, their smiles and the blush creeping up the neck of the brown haired boy made you curious.

“Uhm, hey. You two know me?”

“Yeah! We actually go to school with you, Billy here’s in your Intro to Film History class with you,” Stu says, nudging Billy towards you with his elbow. Billy forces a smile, his heart beating fast when you smile back. “And we happen to be huge fans of yours.”

You grin, turning around and waving off your band member, asking them to give you a few minutes. “Sorry about that. We have like half an hour before the show starts. So, you go to school with me? How come I’ve never seen you two around before? Think I would’ve noticed two cute guys.”

Stu lets out a high pitched nervous laugh, punching Billy on the shoulder hard. He was fucking star struck at this point. “Cute? You think we’re cute?” He says with a grin that only grows when you nod. They were cute! Stu was wearing a button up shirt and a denim jacket - which Billy had bought him specially for this - and Billy wore a tight black t-shirt and ripped jeans.

“I’m Billy, that’s Stu. And you’re Danny, right?”

“Sure am. So, any reason you two came out here to see us play?” Billy’s eyebrow raises. He could have sworn you were flirting with them. Stu seems to think the same thing because he makes a small choked noise which makes you laugh, hard.

Stu shrugs, deciding now is the perfect time to start acting more suave. “We wanted to wish you luck before the show. With words or actions, whichever you’d prefer.” If Billy weren’t hoping you’d say yes he would have turned around and punched Stu as hard as he possibly could for being so god damn forward.

“I mean, I could definitely go for some physical encouragement. You two think you could make it quick?”

“Wait, really?” Stu was actually pretty shocked you were agreeing. He was happy, like, REALLY happy, but he was still shocked. You nod and Billy takes a hold of your hand and drags you down the hallway. He wanted to find somewhere that the three of you wouldn’t be interrupted.

You stop him halfway down the hallway and pull him into a dark room, flipping the light on when Stu comes in behind you both. It was a supply closet, a fairly large one, and Stu locks the door behind him as Billy pulls you in for a kiss.

“Wait, wait, no,” You say, pushing away from him. He gives you a confused look, worried he had gone too fast too soon. “Can’t kiss; can’t fuck my stage makeup up.” He snorts, deciding to kiss your neck instead. Stu’s behind you, the two men trapping you in between their bodies.

Stu replaces Billy’s lips on your neck, nipping at your pulse and grinning against your skin when you moan. Billy is on his knees, working on getting your pants off. His nails dig into the skin of your thighs as he yanks your jeans down and you hiss, goosebumps raising down your legs.

Your head rolls back against Stu’s shoulder as his hands slip up your shirt and past your bra, his fingers finding your nipples with ease. Billy groans as his finger dips past your underwear, gliding down your folds. “Fuck, Stu, man, they’re soaked.”

“Are they now? You into us or something, baby?” He coos into your ear, pinching at your nipple hard and you whimper loudly. Stu laughs, his breath hot against your skin, as Billy’s fingers begin to rub circles on your clit. You’re bucking into his fingers and you let out a particularly loud moan when he moves his hand off of you.

Your eyes pop open and Billy is right in your face, shoving his fingers, wet with your arousal, in your mouth. Stu grabs the bottom of your shirt and yanks it up, slipping it off of your body with ease. “Think you could use your mouth for something else?” Stu asks with a wicked grin. Rolling your eyes, you don’t take long to debate, sinking down onto your knees.

“Can’t do it for long, boys. Got twenty minutes before I need to be out there, so you better get to it.” Stu’s pants and underwear are long gone now and he’s fisting his cock right in front of you with an eager look in his eyes. You smile, replacing his hand with your own, and licking a long stripe up the underside of his dick.

His head rolls back and he lets out a low moan as your tongue swirls over his tip. “Fuuuck, Danny…” He goes to put his hand on the back of your head, wanting to force you to take him to the hilt, but he stops himself by grabbing ahold of Billy’s shoulder. “Their mouth, man. Shit, could make me cum already.”

Billy’s hand was on his own cock and he was focused on your face. You never took Stu in your mouth fully, never moving past wrapping your lips around the tip of him, and somehow he could tell it was the best blowjob Stu’s probably ever gotten. Save for him, of course. “Wanna feel that mouth of yours,” He says and you pop off of Stu, a glob of spit connecting you to him. “Can we fuck you?”

You hesitate before your hand wraps around his cock, pumping him slowly. “God, I wish. Like, you have no fucking idea how badly I want you two, but we have less than 15 minutes and if we do it I want it to last longer than that. How bout I help you two out and you help me?” Without waiting for an answer you repeat what you had just done to Stu.

“Holy shit,” He groans. He can’t take his eyes off of you or your hands or your lips. Everything about you was intoxicating. You swirl your tongue around his tip a few times, hollowing your lips when you take him into your mouth. “Christ, Danny, your mouth feels so fucking good. Such a good whore for us.”

You moan around him and he gasps, barely stopping himself from slamming his hips further down your throat. Stu was jerking off next to him, eyes trained on you, and he threw his head back, calling your name. “Danny, fuck, gonna cum. Where, shit! Where can I?”

Pulling off of Billy you flash the two of them a wide smile and respond simply. “On each other.”

“Huh?” Stu’s eyebrows furrowed together slightly, his hand pausing in it’s movements. You lick your lips and they watch with wide eyes as your hand reaches down and slips past your underwear. Your eyes flutter closed, soft moans leaving your lips. Music to their ears.

“I, mmh. I said cum on each other, god, and then you can taste me.” That’s all the encouragement they needed. They turned towards each other but kept their eyes on you, the sounds of your pleasure mixing with their own. Billy was chasing his high, the thought of being able to delve into your cunt sending shockwaves through his body.

Stu is the first one to cum, both your name and Billy’s falling from his lips as he thrusts into his hand. His cum coats Billy’s thighs and hands, adding to the slick of his own cock. Billy cums soon after and Stu takes a second to get on his knees and takes his dick into his mouth, taking him to the base. What can he say, he loved Billy’s dick.

“Fuck, that was hot,” You whimper, your eyes moving in time with the bob of Stu’s head. “Hurry up and eat me out, you got ten minutes. If you do good, maybe I’ll consider making this a regular thing.” Billy’s on his knees in a second, throwing your hand off of yourself and pushing you back onto your ass. You yelp as the concrete digs into your skin but the pain is quickly washed away, taken over by the pleasure of his tongue dipping through your folds.

He’s moaning at the taste of you, his hands grabbing your thighs and spreading you wider, opening you up for him. His tongue focuses on your clit, switching between circling it to flicking it with the tip of his tongue, sucking on it every few seconds. Your hand tangles in his hair and you’re grinding down on his face when Stu’s fingers enter you.

He starts up a fast pace with two fingers, filling you so suddenly all you can do is cry out his name and roll your eyes to the back of your head. “Fuck! Please, shit, you both feel so good. Please, I’m close, please let me, please make me,” Your pleas’ urge them onwards, Stu’s fingers and Billy’s tongue speeding up.

You cum hard, harder than you have in the past from just oral, and your body is convulsing with pleasure as they continue. They don’t stop until you practically collapse against the floor and even then Stu takes his chance to lick up your cunt, tasting you. “Mmm, you taste fucking delicious, babe.”

“You alright, Danny? We didn’t kill you, did we?” Billy asks and even with your eyes closed you know he’s smiling. You nod, take a deep breath, and stand up, your knees weak. Stu wraps his arms around your waist, kissing your neck while Billy helps you pull your pants back up, buttoning them up before kissing you on the lips. “Sorry. Couldn’t help myself.”

Stu opens the door and peeks out, looking both ways before ushering the two of you outside. Billy runs a hand down your cheek, down your neck, and he tsks at the dark marks that were forming. “Stu! Asshole, you left hickies like a 15 year old.”

“They look hot with them!” He replies, giving you another sloppy kiss on the neck, and you laugh. You shove him off of you, brushing your clothes off and looking at them with a grin.

“So… you guys staying after the show? I’d love to show you the green room.”

Billy grins, wetting his bottom lip with his tongue, eyes dragging down your body. “For you? Hell yeah, we are. Can’t wait to see how hot you look with that makeup of yours running.”

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robinofinashiro · 3 years

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scenario: some of the mha/demon slayer boys experiencing marshmallow hell.

- marshmallow hell, according to Urban Dictionary, is when a girl shoves a guy into her (particularly bigger) breasts and holds them there by accident.

characters: giyuu tomioka, sanemi shinazugawa, toshinori yagi, mirai sasaki

request status: OPEN / please send any reqs you guys have! my inbox is currently empty and im lacking in any kind of writing inspiration. plus this is as far as NSFW as I get lmao.

giyuu tomioka:

- LMAOO poor giyuu mans is immediately freaking out. he hardly has friends so can you iMAGINE how he was when you hugged him and his head landed on your titties? it was a sight to see but thankfully the two of you were alone so no one else saw the reaction.

- you were just around his estate, cleaning the small mess the two of created the night before while he was out and training some of the slayers that had asked him. today he happened to just helping tanjirou and his entire friend group.

- you were wearing one of giyuu’s home t-shirts with nothing underneath and since his shirt was a bit on the longer side for you, it damn near fit like a dress; however, it really wasn’t surprising when giyuu came home to see you dressed like that. he knew you just liked being comfy.

- when you heard the door opening, you ran up to him, giving him a hug. this wasn’t when you did it tho. you had offered to go take a bath with you and he immediately agreed. you hadn’t showered in a few days and with the sweating giyuu did, he knew he needed one as well.

- you were first inside of the bath, giggling as the warm water covered you. you were leaning back, waiting for giyuu to come in. giyuu generally liked to be babied by you. you were the big spoon a lot of the times when you cuddled so as he stepped inside, he made a space for himself in between your legs. the water comforted him as his back was up against your chest.

- you turned giyuu’s head around, giving him a soft smile as you leaned down for a kiss. some of time, these baths landed with sex but more often than not, that wasn’t the case. you just wanted a few kisses from your man and you knew giyuu never denied kisses so it was a chill makeout session for a while. your hand running down his longer hair.

- it wasn’t until you heard a loud drop from your bedroom when you instantly grabbed giyuu and held him to your chest. you had left a candle on the side of the dresser and you realized it must’ve fell. thankfully, it wasn’t lit and all you had forgotten was to put the lid on. giyuu, finally realizing you guys weren’t in danger, realized that the position he was in was not one he was used too. his face was shoved into the middle of your titties and the friction between the warmness of your titties and the water got him hard.

- it finally dawned on you that giyuu had gotten hard when you felt his dick hitting the side of your thigh. you giggled, shoving him closer to you when you whispered into his ear, “be a good boy,” giyuu finally realized what that meant as he latched himself to one of your titties and sucked on it, making you moan softly.

sanemi shinazugawa:

- his reaction is funny as shit considering this man is walking fan service. even in the kimetsu gauken he’s still shirtless. your outfit tended to be some what like mitsuri’s. since your titties were a lot bigger, your shirt was opened from the top and that was usually the first anybody looked at (i know from experience lmao. triple d gang wya).

- you were celebrating your birthday with the pillars and a few slayers at your estate. you knew it was a rare when something like a party happened but you felt like a party would put your mind at ease, even for a little while so you decided to throw one out of consideration.

- sanemi was meeting you at your estate to give you your gift before everyone else did. he hated being mushy in front of everyone and the fact that it was his gf’s birthday, he knew you probably wanted some alone time with him before anyone else arrived. he always liked your estate better than his if he had to be honest. yours actually had life and a personality unlike his.

- you were wearing your slayer outfit, not really finding any reason to get dressed up considering you hardly had outfits for occasions in the first place. it was hard to even go out as a hashira so you went with the safer route and wore your regular clothes. you even had small music playing in the background when sanemi arrived.

- you quickly opened the door, giving him a kiss as he walked inside. he saw the few things of foot sitting on the counter, ready to be consumed the minute everyone started to arrive. sanemi had offered to help you grab a few things from the top shelf that you couldn’t grab when he accidentally slipped on his own foot and landed against you

- “sanemi!” you screamed, grabbing him and making his impact be on you rather than the floor. he growled, mumbling how stupid the floor as you couldn’t help but start giggling. he rolled his eyes, about to start screaming at you when he realized the position he was in. his head was face first into your pushed titties as you were basically smothering him.

- it took you a while for you to understand but when you did, you knew to milk the situation as best as possible, “aww, is my poor baby flustered?” you mocked, pulling him closer to you. sanemi would have usually started screaming at you but this time, he fell into your trap and nodded as his hand reached over into your back and unclipped your bra, “nah but you will be.”

- sanemi pulled your hands away from him and basically reversed the situation, he was now towering over you, “we got a few minutes, figure this is the best time to teach you your lesson,” his smirk got even wider when you realized what he meant by that.

toshinori yagi (all might):

- you were waiting for toshi at home when you saw one of his all might uniforms in the closet. you knew you could get one of two reactions. one being an extremely emotional one or two, him completely being flustered. you knew reaction two would probably be the one so you shimmied yourself in and immediately saw yourself in the mirror, letting out a laugh.

- toshi was still at UA, probably either teaching or training midoriya so you figured what would a simple message do? not much harm. you wrapped yourself in the cape, not realizing how comfy his outfit was. the outfit was HUGE on you, basically spilling across the floor so after you took the few photos, you unclipped the cape and wore that around the house.

- you weren’t a pro hero, you weren’t really one to chase that dream as a child so you followed to be a nurse to help injured heroes instead. thats how you met toshi. you were tending to his injuries and he immediately fell the instant connection for you and after a few years of dating and him finally retiring, he settled down with you.

- toshi had saw the pictures you had sent him, a small blush crawling up his face when he saw his uniform on you. no one had ever put on his sacred uniform and the fact that you did and he was over the moon about it, he knew he just had to hurry home. he figured you would probably making dinner so he tried to rush back before it got cold.

- you were stirring the sauce when you heard the door opening. you grabbed the cape, making sure you didn’t trip over it and practically ran to the door to hug him. what you weren’t realizing was that toshi was setting his bag down when you went in for the hug. he hadn’t lost his balance but he wasn’t expecting the harsh embrace so suddenly.

- “toshi!” you said, hugging him tightly. he chuckled, happy that you were so excited to see him. that was until it dawned on him the position you had him in. his face was basically pushed in between your titties, practically suffocating him. he couldn’t lie and say he didn’t like it but he wasn’t able to breathe properly and you were showing no signs of letting him go.

- “can’t breathe,” he mumbled. you laughed, instantly pulling him away to see the blood coming out of his nose, “you’re wearing the cape,” he stated. you nodded excitedly, “it’s a lot warmer than i thought it would be! but lets go finish dinner, you’re here early and god knows whens the last time we cooked together,” you explained, grabbing his hand and taking him into the kitchen.

- maybe just maybe if toshi played his cards right, he could get a view of just the cape and nothing else underneath it. he did love seeing you in his colors after all.

mirai sasaki (sir nighteye):

- sir nighteye....he’s a bit on the harder side to catch with this bc mans is HUGE and he is kinda like a brick wall. hardly anything besides a good joke can break this mans composure and everyone knows it. all might, mirio, and bubble girl know it the best.

- it wasn’t that you were purposely trying to get him to flustered but you had to got out for an event with your family, one of which mirai had ultimately denied to attend bc he wanted to catch up on some sleep so he didn’t exactly catch you when you were on your way out. all he knew was that you were going to this event super dressed up.

- throughout the night, he was messaging you and could sense that you were getting progressively getting drunker. your texts weren’t coming in as quickly and when they were, they weren’t making any sense. your grammar was beyond horrible and some letters were lower case and others weren’t. he just knew you weren’t coming home sober tonight.

- you were walking inside your shared home, it was already late into the night as you figured mirai was probably well asleep. you on the other hand were extremely drunk, ready to continue to drink while you put on your headphones so you could vibe in your peace without disturbing mirai’s. the wine from the top shelf was going to a difficult job as you knew you were going to have to crawl to grab it.

- mirai had heard the rustling from the bedroom and knew what you were probably doing. he figured he should get out of bed before you ended up hurting yourself or fucking something up and accidentally hurt yourself then. he made his way down the stairs, shirtless and groggily when he saw you laughing and pouring wine into a plastic cup.

- “what are you doing?” he asked, his eyebrow lifting in confusion. you turned over to him and laughed, “wanted more wine! want some?” you asked through your slurred words. he shook his head playfully before grabbing the wine and the cup that it inside, “you gotta go to bed, you’re hangover is not going to be fun tomorrow!” he informed, setting everything down on the counter.

- you sighed before feeling an overwhelming sensation to hug him. you brought him down, hugging him instantly as you felt your arms basically crushing his neck. “mmm, i love you mirai,” you whispered, a laugh coming from your end. mirai was taken back, not expecting himself to be in that situation. he knew he could get himself out of that situation but he lowkey did enjoy being embraced in between your titties.

- “what a position we’re in,” he mumbled, kissing your titties every now and again. you giggled, kissing the top of his head, “take me upstairs mirai! i’ll let you take off my dress!” you informed as he nodded almost instantly and picked you up bridal style and basically booking it upstairs.

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jeonjeonggukenergy · 4 years

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summary ~ in search of wine at a party that’s so not your scene, you run into jungkook, the weeb from your film class, and become determined to learn just how much he lives up to his big reputation.

pairing ~ jungkook x reader

genre ~ fluff, smut - college!au

wordcount ~ 8.5k

warnings ~ 18+ only! smut, explicit discussion of kinks/sexual preferences (yay healthy communication), dom/sub undertones during both discussion and sex (dom Jungkook, sub reader), mentions of daddy kink and degradation but both are a no, marking, biting, hair pulling, spanking, they both have a srs pain kink lmao, brief oral (f receiving), penetrative sex, creampie

a/n ~ SO excited to finally have this chapter out for yall! it’s a huge one and i’ve been working on it for quite a while, this includes the first full smut scene for this fic and i would love to know how yall like it or any other feedback. i really enjoyed writing the character development in this chapter too! they’re so cute and whipped for each other already hhhhhh. thank you so much for loving this story so far, i’m really looking forward to writing the rest. hope you enjoy! ❣️

previous: chapter 1 | chapter 2 ~ next: chapter 4 (coming soon!)

~ read on ao3 ~

CHAPTER 3 ~ particular, perfect

You concluded your walk home by ditching your shoes at the door, swinging your bag off your shoulders to the floor, and plopping down onto the couch immediately. Pulling all three nearby blankets over yourself, you realized you still weren't quite comfortable. You looked around for a second, puzzled, until an absentminded clutch of your boobs reminded you why. Triumphantly, you reached into a sleeve to untangle your bra and chucked it across the room with a deep stretch of relief. Okay, time to overthink again.

Jungkook? What the fuck?

Wait. A bag of chips on the kitchen counter caught your eye before you could descend any further into panic. The perfect emotional crutch. You clutched it to your chest like a safeguard against your own internal monologue, anxiously shoving handful after handful into your mouth. After about thirty minutes spent motionless on the couch with one hand shoved in the chip bag and the other distractedly scrolling through Twitter, your eyes suddenly widened and your hand froze, dropping your next bite of chips back into the bag. Fuck. You had just eaten nearly an entire family-size bag of chips before what could end up being your first fuck in over a year. Well, maybe this was part of why you hadn't gotten fucked in over a year. No, don't go there. You shoved down your own insecurity, knowing you'd just been too busy for a relationship and honestly, probably still were. But that wasn't going to stop you today.

You shook the chip dust off of your hands and got up to head to the shower, turning up your trashiest throwback playlist of getting-ready bops and resolving to at least shave your legs. Going in with no expectations was probably the best strategy here, but it never hurt to be prepared.

Having cleaned his apartment in record time, Jungkook was now at the gym. After triple-checking that his roommate Jin would be in rehearsal until 10pm at the earliest, he quickly scanned all the common spaces and his bedroom and realized he didn't actually have that much work to do besides politely closing the door to Jin's still-decent-but-somewhat-messier room. To be honest, Jungkook had mainly bought himself the time after class so he could shave just in case. But then he figured if he had to shower, he might as well hit the gym first. So here he was, burning off an unprecedented amount of nervous energy. Settling comfortably into the leg curl machine, he turned his music up and started on a low weight to put in reps until his thighs burned and his head felt pleasantly empty.

After completing his normal leg day rotation and dutifully stretching, Jungkook prepared to head home. He walked out of the gym feeling more energized and centered, barely even flinching when he switched his AirPods off to say bye to the nice girl at the front desk and the action accidentally blasted "Whistle" by Flo Rida from his phone speaker for the whole lobby to hear. As he walked back into his apartment, the kitchen clock let him know it was only 4:30. He had plenty of time. Jungkook hopped straight into the shower, shampooing his hair, shaving everywhere he normally did, and savoring several extra moments to relax his muscles under the hot stream of water. Finally, he toweled off to wrap up in the black t-shirt and cozy matching sweatpants he'd carefully stacked on the counter. Offhandedly singing to himself in the steamy mirror, he checked the time on his phone, deciding he might as well go ahead and text you before he got nervous again and did something stupid. Like chickening out completely.

hey its jk! im ready when u are :) my apt is 344 glencoe rd #1521 (yes its on the 15th floor sry D: )

His charming old-school smileys lit up your phone while you still had a leg perched on the bathtub's edge.

"Fuck!" you reacted. The hiss resounded, thanks to the too-good acoustics of your cramped bathroom. Your razor clattering to the floor, you paused your max-volume 2000s music to check the message, and then the time. Only 5! That wasn't dinnertime yet. Plugging his address into Google Maps, though, you realized it was a 15- to 20-minute drive from yours on the opposite end of campus. Even if you got ready at light-speed, you would get there closer to 5:30. Which was a bit more reasonable. He was being reasonable! You should be ready by now!

You leaned over to pick up your razor and cursed again as the water stream grazed the blouse you'd left on out of laziness. You'd showered this morning, so there was no need to repeat that with your shave, but now you'd have to change outfits completely. Feeling like an idiot, naked from the waist down but now all the way wet, you peeled the shirt over your head slowly to preserve your good hair day and glanced down at the dilemma you'd been facing. The patch of hair between your legs stared back at you like the final boss of stupid societal beauty standards. You'd only shaved down there once, as an anniversary present for your first boyfriend the summer before college, and it had been a fun, smooth novelty for about two hours and then itchy, red, gross-looking, and miserable for about three weeks. Also, it had kind of made you feel like a little girl, which creeped you out when you thought about why guys would prefer it. You'd been debating whether to try it again for the past fifteen minutes, because if there was ever a right time, this was probably it. But now you didn't have time, if you were going to be respectful and not keep Jungkook waiting. Well, this was the real you. He could take it or leave it.

Slathering a quick coat of lotion over your freshly shaved legs, you prepared to get dressed in a soft pastel sweatshirt and a flattering pair of workout shorts. Wait, should you wear lingerie? Was that too try-hard? You didn't really even need to wear underwear with these lined shorts, which could be a cool-girl move, you supposed. You settled on a cute white sports bra to go with the shorts, not wanting to deal with a real bra and hoping it still appealed to Jungkook's casual, athletic style. You checked yourself in the mirror briefly before grabbing your bag, confirming you looked chill enough but still felt like your best color-coordinated self. Heading out, you shoved a tin of chrysanthemum green tea in your water bottle pocket. Why not?

You whizzed over to Jungkook's apartment, yelling along to "Sex With Me" by Rihanna from your throwback playlist to hype you up in the car. When you knocked on his door after a nerve-wrackingly long elevator ride, Jungkook welcomed you with a "C'mon in!" amidst a mouthful of shrimp chips.

"It's not really dinnertime yet," (yeah, no kidding, you thought) "I went ahead and worked out but it's still kind of early, so I figured we could just have a snack and do the homework first."

"Sounds good," you affirmed. "I'm not really that hungry," (read: there's no way I can eat chips AGAIN right now, I'm going to bloat so badly) "but I brought tea so I can go ahead and make that if you want some too!"

"Oh cool, thanks!" Jungkook accepted. "Are you sure you're not hungry though?"

You almost gave into his sweet pout, but managed to convince him, and soon you both sat at the table with laptops open and twin cups of tea. You had a blast working together for the first time, acting out your "conversation" for the discussion board and pretending to respond spontaneously to each other's points like you hadn't already excitedly rambled back and forth through them in real life. You hit "send" five minutes apart, your idea to not seem too suspicious, and kept raving over Rear Window in between. As the sun lowered outside his living room window, you moved on to making the ramen.

After three offers to help Jungkook, all of which he denied, you simply made another steep of the tea, leaving a mug on the counter for him. Standing at the bar counter sipping yours, you enjoyed all the tiny, cute noises he made while chopping green onions and sprinkling extra garlic in the seasoning, like an anime character who came with his own sound effects. You could tell he made these recipe additions every time, because bulk quantities of the same simple ingredients lined the counters of his cozy kitchen. When he beat two eggs and dropped them into the pot, though, he couldn't seem to find a lid, and eventually settled on trapping the steam with a plate. You both waited on the egg for a silent moment, your foot bouncing under the bar while Jungkook restlessly acquired a slight wiggle. As he took a sip of his tea, a strand of hair fell over his eyes, and he yeeted it out of his face. Your inner language nerd cringed, but there really was no more apt word to describe the action.

You offhandedly said you liked his hair long, and he replied with a smile, "Maybe I'll have to keep it then."

"Do you like it too?" you wondered.

"Honestly no, it's kind of inconvenient."

"Oh, then why would you keep it?" you immediately asked back.

"Well..." he dragged out. "You like it? Maybe I should keep it if it looks better this way."

Your eyes crinkled appreciatively at his thoughtfulness, but then you backtracked. "Wait, no, it's okay! If you don't like it, don't feel like you have to keep it just because of something I said. You can do whatever you want."

"Hm, yeah." A demure smile tugged up the corner of his mouth as he lifted the plate from the ramen pot.

You watched him drag a chopstick through the floating, now-cooked egg to tear it into ribbons, then divide the noodles between two generously-sized bowls. He carefully wiped down the drips of broth from each bowl before sprinkling in his fresh toppings, then walked with you to the table.

Serving you with a pleased smile and a slight nod, he announced, "Dinner!"

"Wow," you mused playfully. "So gourmet."

"I'm really particular about my ramen," he admitted. "I have it down to a perfect routine at this point."

You took your first slurp of his particular, perfect ramen. "Well, it's really good. I'm impressed. And thanks for making me dinner, you didn't have to do all that."

"Oh, come on, it's instant ramen," he laughed. "Nothing special. And you brought the tea, so thanks. And thanks for coming over. And doing the homework with me. And...yeah." Rambling again. Why did he seem so...nervous? You were nervous. He couldn't be nervous. What reason did he have to be? But the twitch of his mouth under his wide eyes, his slightly reddened ears, his hand skittering over his neck—fuck—to ruffle his hair...every action turned another page of his open book. It felt infuriatingly unfair that genetics had assigned someone so sweet and shy and unsure of himself to that fucking body.

While you both ate and talked, you kept catching glimpses of any small flashes of skin you could find, as his long sleeves fell to expose his forearms and the wide neckline of his boxy black shirt gaped around his collarbones. What was wrong with you? Even if this did eventually turn into a dick appointment, the boy still had literally all of his clothes on. You tried to refocus on finishing your noodles, while your brain screamed at itself in shame that you could get this turned on by the sight of someone covered from neck to ankle.

Jungkook ate surprisingly slowly, probably because he kept pausing to excitedly explain his favorite things about the Cowboy Bebop episode you were about to watch together. You smiled into your tea through every out-of-context fun fact and "wait, sorry, that might have been a spoiler!"

Finally, he reached the bottom of his bowl and insisted on both taking your dishes to the sink and leaving them for him to clean later. "You sure you want to start on episode 2? Not 1?"

"Yeah, I remember well enough and your summary helped a lot too!"

"Okay, if you're positive!" he double-checked, grabbing the remote.

Gingerly lowering yourselves to the couch in sync, you avoided looking at each other as you both tried to calculate a comfortable distance between you. His hand looked ready to either hold yours or lower to your thigh, but he retracted at the last second, smoothing it over his own leg anxiously and still clearly itching to make a move. You shuffled closer to him until your thighs barely touched, and he shifted to slink an arm around you, letting your head rest on his well-muscled shoulder. After pressing “play”, he began wiggling slightly again, subconsciously grooving to the old-newspaper-style intro. Spike Spiegel appeared on the screen, his broad shoulders squared into a slouch as he listlessly watched TV. Jungkook kicked one leg over another and stretched his arms out symmetrically to echo the pose. Raising an eyebrow, he waited until you acknowledged him with a faux grimace and a hand to your ear, imitating the old man in a lab who’d just called up Spike for a new mission. You both burst into laughter and settled back into your former arrangement, Jungkook holding you imperceptibly tighter. Though you tried to stay staring straight ahead, wanting to genuinely appreciate the anime, you kept catching his doe eyes in the corner of your sight as you both giggled and gasped your way through the episode.

After avoiding eye contact too many times, you finally tilted your head for a cute sideways view of his face. He leaned toward you too, shyly closing the gap to touch his warm lips to your nose, then lower. You responded immediately, rolling your body with his so your chests met as he pulled you up into a full, deeper kiss. The longer you explored each other's mouths, the more Jungkook punctuated your movements with whimpers. He seemed hesitant to let his hands roam away from your face and neck, but his high, breathy moans made it clear that he was just as into this as you. Your hands had naturally found his taut waist, and at some point you started to bring them back up to his face too—but as your short nails grazed his chest, a particularly sensual, voice-cracking moan interrupted you. You drew back in slight surprise, blinking your eyes open to scan from his face to his body.

He followed your gaze, both slowly settling on the massive tent in his pants. You froze. Your breath grew heavier, confronted with evidence of his physical attraction to you, if nothing else. After regaining his composure, he laid a useless hand over his lap in a delicate attempt to distract you and brought his other hand up to tap your face lightly.

"Is this okay?"

His eyes glittered with equal parts hunger and concern.

"Yes!" you nodded, too quickly, too eagerly. "Yes, this is totally okay. Sorry if I'm being weird, I just...it's been a while." You cringed internally at your own words, but couldn't seem to avoid putting your foot further in your mouth. "I haven't really, like, hooked up like this before—like, I've had sex, but never really outside of a relationship. But don't worry, I get this is more your thing, and I'm totally down if you are. I just don't really know what I'm doing, and you clearly do."

Jungkook blinked at your admission, then his face twisted into something curious, inscrutable. Would he decide you weren't worth the potential for drama? His lips flattened out to a tight line, then pursed to speak, and you looked down at your lap, hoping he wasn't as embarrassed of you as you now were of yourself.

"Well, I've never had sex sober."

Your eyes flashed back up to his. A complex half-smirk offset the furrow in his brow as he exhaled in nervous relief. "So, I don't actually know what I'm doing here either."

You tried to delay your response as you processed the implications. "You mean..." You tilted your head for better eye contact, hoping to convey empathy but not pity while you silently contemplated how to proceed. "Never?"

"Yeah, I've always shown up to parties and the hookups just...happened. Nothing I didn't want, nothing bad like that, but always spontaneous. So I guess we're kind of meeting in the middle, because I've never really had to plan ahead for a situation like this and, uh, figure out what I want. Beyond, yknow, wanting to get laid in the moment, of course." Jungkook laughed off the end of his explanation, but the smile never quite hit his eyes.

"Well, okay, let's pause right there." You sighed. Something in his words didn't sit right with you. "What do you want? I want you to be sure about this, of course, but more than that, even—what do you like?"

"I..." he chuckled, sheepish, shaking his hair over his face again. "What, you want me to just tell you? Like, what I'm into?"

"Yeah," you shrugged, trying to project more confidence than you felt in hopes of encouraging him to keep opening up. "I want you to be able to communicate, I want you to be comfortable. And I want to know what you like, so I can make it as good for you as possible."

With your hands still laid flat on his chest, you felt his heart rate jump a tiny bit, and took the liberty of digging your nails in just slightly deeper. His breath caught him, and then he caught himself. "I don't know, I just want what you want."

Jungkook struggled to appear nonchalant as you rolled your eyes with an "Oh, come on," challenging his avoidance. Every instinct was telling him yes. He could hear his mind screaming at him to be intentional for once and let you take him, if not farther, then deeper than ever before. But he still hesitated, because being intentional in this case required him to be real. He had always been a fairly private person, but something about you made him feel so comfortable so fast that it counterintuitively made him more nervous. Of course Jungkook knew you weren't all innocent at this point, but the risk remained that you wouldn't really be down for everything he secretly wanted to explore. Even worse, though he didn't truly think you would, you could easily turn around and spin anything he revealed into yet another graphic rumor. Especially since you had no skin in the game yourself. He glanced down at your fingers, tensed into his chest, and narrowed his eyes.

"Why don't you tell me what you like first? And then I can tell you where we overlap," he grinned competitively. Your eyes widened as he tossed the challenge back your way. Not backing down, you flattened your hands and steeled yourself to settle the stakes.

"Fine—but only if you promise not to just go along with whatever I say. I'll let you know anything that's a hard no for me, but otherwise I want to hear at least one thing that's not on my list. I really do want what you want, that's how I am too, okay? So..." you paused to slide your fingertips over his collar and drag it down with a light scratch, now directly on his skin. You smiled with your eyes, enjoying the way he naturally responded with a hitch of his breath again. "Surely you can think of something specific."

He nodded quickly, before he could convince himself to back out. "Yeah. Promise."

"Okay," you confirmed, slightly nervous but determined to go through with this, for Jungkook's sake if anything. Seeing his body come alive with each new twist of the situation was building your curiosity, not to mention turning you on beyond belief. You could barely stand the warmth of his skin under your hands, so you drew them back to fold in your lap as you began. "So. Uh. To start. I've never really laid it all out like this either. I really like neck kisses? Like, a lot." Equally unused to this kind of directness, you wrung your hands together nervously, but sucked up the boldness to keep elaborating. "That's definitely, like, a big thing that turns me on...and then getting marked up and everything is really hot to me too. Like you can honestly go really rough with me on that, bite me even. I don't know if this is weird but even though it's annoying to cover up, I love taking off the makeup at the end of the day and seeing all the bruises on myself. Knowing I was walking around all day with that as my little secret." You swallowed shyly before continuing, but Jungkook interrupted the brief silence immediately with a hushed "Fuck."

You turned to face him fully and he didn't even move to meet your stare, eyeing the space above your sweatshirt's wide neckline like he was ready to devour you. Emboldened, your smile grew.

"So...yeah. I like being bitten, marked up. Mostly, uh," you rubbed a slightly trembling hand over your shoulder, "I'm just really into pain in general. Obviously not the bad 'I'm too dry and you're jackhammering me' kind of pain, or like, anal. Anal is a hard no. But things like biting, or hair pulling, or overstimulation. Or, like—I don't really know how to explain this, but...getting held too hard? That deep pain like when you get a massage when you're sore and it hurts but it's good, yknow?"

Jungkook looked like he was about to vibrate out of his skin, breathing shallow and rapid. His eyes flicked up to meet yours, just in time for you to whisper in conclusion:

"I love that feeling."

You suddenly looked away, reticent. A thick silence swelled between you, until he composed himself enough to punctuate it. "Okay. Yeah. Pain. So like, BDSM?"

"I mean, kind of? Sure? I don't have much experience with that and I don't really need the whole power dynamic aspect; I just like the, uh, physical pain. I wouldn't be opposed to trying further, but one thing I do know is I really don't like being degraded. And I'm not into the whole daddy kink thing either. I'm just not gonna call you that, sorry," you laughed, and fortunately he giggled too. "But I know that's not, like, necessary to the rest of BDSM, and the part about giving up control is still...interesting, for sure."

"Wait," Jungkook cocked his head, making a mental note of your last sentence before he went back to the previous one. "What do you mean, being degraded?"

You half-chuckled, half-cringed, never having needed to explain something like this, especially to a guy you hopefully were about to fuck. Cheers to better communication, you supposed.

"You know, how some people when they do dirty talk are like 'yeah, you little slut, you're such a whore.' I don't like being called any of that. Like it's fine that other people like it, there's nothing wrong with that, it's just really uncomfortable for me."

His brows knit together as you explained, and he shook his head so fast it almost looked cartoonish, like a little kid refusing vegetables. "Yeah, no. Don't worry, not really my thing either."

You sighed in relief. "That's nice. I feel like it's, like, weirdly common with guys. Maybe just the kind of thing people learn from porn."

"But you still like it rough, huh? Did you learn that...from porn?" he half-joked, trying to overcome both his shyness and his gritted-teeth arousal.

"No, I don’t like porn. Most of it’s really unethical. I learned from experience," you sassed back. "I don't have a whole lot, but enough to know what I like."

"Well. Hm." He worked his tongue over his teeth, poking one cheek out over his tensed jaw. You couldn't get enough of watching him grow fascinated by your every revelation, and you were preparing to keep pressing further when he beat you to it, posing a question. "Is there anything you haven't tried before, but really want to?"

Your face heated up instantly, tasting your own medicine. You looked back to your hands, breaking his intense eye contact to give yourself the courage to be even more uncomfortably honest. "I...I...um." Your first attempt at disclosing your fantasy came out as a squeak. Swallowing, you set your shoulders and tried again, selfishly reminding yourself Jungkook seemed so eager to please that this was 99% likely to get you exactly what you wanted. "I've always been, uh, really into the idea of, um, getting spanked. I've been, uh, too nervous to ever bring it up, before now obviously, but it's definitely one of the biggest kinks I've always wanted to try. Maybe being tied up too, I think I'd like it if I tried but I haven't thought about that as much. But, yeah...spanking, definitely."

"Fuuuuuuuuck."

A lengthened version of Jungkook's earlier under-breath exclamation made you peer up at him. Your thighs already pressed together from the tension of admitting something totally new, you found yourself needing even more friction just from the sight of Jungkook with his head thrown back on the couch, a veiny hand threaded in his hair to pull the long waves back from his forehead. The full reveal of his sharp eyebrows brought a whole new level of intensity to Jungkook's already beautifully carved features. He glanced over at you, then squeezed his eyes shut with a terse exhale. You couldn't place why, but you felt a deep attraction to the way he expertly restrained himself from acting on the lust written over his face—not under your control, but his own.

"Oh, fuck. What the fuck. How the fuck would you fucking know," he swore more in a single burst than he cumulatively had ever in your presence.

"What?" you toyed, heart rate still high but relaxed enough to enjoy agitating him. "Something ring a bell?"

Jungkook shuddered out a long breath, hand ruffling his hair as his other forearm still tried desperately to subdue his boner.

"Everything," he hissed, more willing to elaborate now that you had done the same, and especially now that he could tell you really did enjoy him being more assertive. "Shit. I...I want...I know you said not to just say this but I really do want everything you want. I can't wait to mark you up. I can't wait to hold you down and bruise your neck. I want it all, I want to make you hurt so good. And then—" Breathless. He looked almost embarrassed. "Then you had to go and somehow guess basically my biggest fucking kink, I can't fucking believe you." Both hands had come up to seize his long locks as he held himself back physically, while finally letting his guard down mentally to declare everything he intended to do to you. Letting out a short laugh, he finally met your eyes. "I wanna spank your ass bright red. Fuck. This is crazy. You're perfect."

Your core throbbed at every bold word. Leaning in close to him, you let your lips approach Jungkook's beautifully sculpted jawline as he panted, his chin tossed up to fully expose his neck. You stopped just short of his skin, in awe of how much you'd been able to work him up and still so tempted to take it to the next level. "Fuck," you echoed. "This is so hot," you murmured almost to yourself. Your eyes closing along with his, you dealt the final blow. "I love that we have so much in common. But come on, you promised. One thing that's not on my list."

Jungkook whined. You could tell he needed to touch you so badly, and no one was stopping him but himself. He had no way of knowing that if he cut the whole discussion and just took you, you wouldn't even try to resist at this point. Staring at his trembling mouth from below, you quickly averted your eyes when he opened his, pretending you hadn't been looking. He inhaled a short hiss, and then spoke.

"Okay..." He paused after just the first word, blowing air through the tiny "o" of his mouth as his eyes bugged slightly from nervousness. He couldn't resist a challenge, though, and his urge to please you overwhelmed his reluctance to peel back one more layer. "So, the pain thing. I think we, uh, feel the same about me giving and you receiving. But...I'm really into it for myself too. I don't know if you'd be comfortable with it, I know you maybe want me to be more dominant and I think I like that more too in general, but you can be as rough with me as you want back. I'd love that." Eyes still open but fluttering, Jungkook's tone grew breathier, heady as he confessed. You almost giggled at how bashfully he worded his desire to dominate you, to rough each other up, but the contrast was so hot you couldn't help sucking your bottom lip between your teeth, eager for him to continue. His voice lowered. "I love being scratched, marked, bitten...hit me, push me back, any kind of pain or any way you can hurt me, I want it." He shivered, but his voice firmed up even further. "I want it so bad."

You fought to stay motionless beside him, unable to even process how much more his honesty had turned you on. You felt helpless in your desire for him, your craving to give him everything he wanted and more. He noticed your charged stillness and shifted toward you, removing a hand from his hair to finally reach for your face. Threading his fingers through your hair instinctively like he had with his own, he tilted your head back to access your neck. Jungkook finally felt confident enough to tease you back as he skimmed his lips over your pulse point, tugging your skin between his teeth for a gentle first taste and grinning when you moaned. Seeing someone so satisfied, for reasons better than just his body or their pride, brought the most incredible rush of blood to his head. And his other head.

"And I get why you want it too," he finished with a whisper in your ear. "So trust me when I say I really, really want to give it to you."

In an instant, your hands yanked his hair down to bring his face up to yours, mouths crashing together. Feverish, restless, you kissed him, hastily attempting to straddle his thick thighs before he threw his body over yours and pinned you to the back of the couch. His hands wandered, intrepid, from your waist to a quick squeeze of your breasts before he spiraled you into his strong arms. Pressing your chest flush with his as your mouths meshed, he ground his hips into you shamelessly, enjoying the way you struggled beneath him to align your core with his rock-hard dick.

"Your room?" You rushed out the words.

Jungkook laughed a little, his tone half whine and half dare. "So we're done talking?"

"Come on," you pleaded back. He finally relented, pulling you up with him and dragging you across the living room and through his door, lips not leaving yours for a second. You backed him into the bed with your arms against his strong chest, and once he was sitting perched on the edge, you laid yourself horizontally over his thighs.

"What are you doing?" he murmured, curling a hand over the dip of your waist to hold you gently.

You angled your head back to make unsteady eye contact with him, flipping your shorts down boldly. His free hand automatically reached to slowly conform to the shape of your ass, so eager to touch you but tentative as he grazed your curves.

"Giving you exactly what you want."

"Fuck. Really? You're sure about this?" Jungkook held careful eye contact as you brought your arms back up, crossing your wrists over your head delicately. You nodded slightly and did your best to meet his gaze with confident invitation, convincing him how much you trusted and wanted him.

He smoothed his warm hand over your ass one more time, then brought it up and watched your thighs tighten at the loss of his touch. Breathing in, still a little shakily, he brought his hand down on your right cheek with a loud but mild smack. A grunt of satisfaction involuntarily left him when he saw your face flinch down into the sheets, subduing a small noise of surprise. He returned his hand to caress the light redness he'd left, checking in with you again. "Is this okay? Let me know if I should stop."

You replied with your face still tucked between your arms, muffled by the bed. "More than okay. Please don't stop."

He spanked you again, moving to your left cheek. This time you felt his dick twitch under you and couldn't help grinding down on him a little bit. "Is that as hard as you can go?" you taunted in low tones, brave enough to egg him on but not quite enough to meet his eyes again.

Jungkook's thighs and core tensed under you, and he squeezed his fingertips tighter, digging into the skin of your ass. "Not at all," he said simply.

Deep breath. A few seconds passed, and his hand came down, harshly. You cried out in shock, the timing unexpected and the sting far sharper, and he gave your other cheek a fourth hard smack before you could even process the third one. "Harder?" he tested. "Tell me."

Another spank. "Mmmf."

"You like this, huh?"

"Yes, I told you," you whimpered back, half-teasing even though you were in no position to do so. Immediately, he cut you off with a stinging hit across both cheeks, and you moaned.

"You really do," he breathed lowly. "Fuck yeah. Take it then."

He spanked you again, and again, then paused, tugging down your shorts all the way to your ankles to expose the crease right above your thighs. Rubbing your already sore bottom, Jungkook cupped the underside of its curve in his big, firm hand. Already anticipating your whine, he drew back his touch and hummed in harmony with you. He continued landing satisfyingly hard smacks, alternating to cover your ass evenly. His dick strained through his pants more and more each time you trembled under his touch. Never hitting you hard enough to do serious damage, he still clearly enjoyed his thorough reddening of your ass, and occasionally took a moment just to caress your skin as it warmed from the spanking. The pain lit your senses up from head to toe. Face burning with deep arousal, you mentally thanked yourself for going out of your comfort zone and unprecedentedly admitting your kinks before even venturing into your first time together. Amidst the thrilling sting of his hand meeting your soft curves, Jungkook eventually noticed your thighs clenching together, craving friction but not really wanting relief from the pleasurable burn.

"You're wet," he marveled, sliding two warm fingers up and down your slit.

"Mhm," you mumbled back as you tilted your hips into his hand. He gave you a light slap right on the folds between your legs, eliciting another soft moan.

"So good for me," Jungkook said softly, pulling you up into his lap by your waist. "You look so pretty like this. I wanna see all of you." He tugged your sweatshirt over your head, followed by your sports bra, thankful that it stretched over your head easily. Suddenly grinning, he wound up and shot it across the room like a rubber band, and you smacked his arm, giggling.

"What was that? You cheeseball," you teased, and he blinked, chuckling lightly back. It occurred to him that he'd never laughed, or made someone laugh, during sex before.

"It was so stretchy! Don't make fun of me," he blushed.

"You're so cute," you said, fingers sliding under his t-shirt hem.

"Cute?" His eyebrows rose in mock disbelief, and he reached around to land another hit to your still-red asscheek.

"Hot," you amended. Raising his shirt and finally getting a full glimpse of his enviable abs, you groaned. "You're extremely hot, and also really cute, and it's kind of ridiculous and I don't really know how to handle all of it at once."

His face scrunching up into a smile at the praise, he fell back onto the bed with his arms behind his head. "You are too, you know. Really cute, of course. But really hot too." As you discarded his shirt and moved on to easing his sweatpants down his hips, you held in a gasp as his erection sprung up from the waistband. He was big, thick, and painfully hard, his tip glistening warm with precum and a lone vein running prominently up his smooth shaft. Although you wouldn't be corroborating them, you had to admit to yourself that all the rumors were true. You instinctively curled a hand around it, barely covering half his length, and he winced at your slightest touch. Pulling off with a single slow stroke, you slid his sweatpants and briefs all the way to the floor and then stood, looking up from his legs to his blown-out eyes to take in the glorious sight of his fully naked body.

"You shave," you said, surprised by the clean skin under his arms and between his legs.

"Yeah," he demurred, self-conscious for some reason. He lowered his arms to fold them over his torso, somehow defining his biceps even more. "I'm on the dance team, and it's nice to feel all smooth for practice and stuff. I don't know, I just like it."

"Oh, that's cool! No worries, I like it too. And you don't mind that..." You looked down at yourself, still just standing naked in front of him. "...I don't? Like, down there at least."

"No, you do you!" he said quickly. With a shy smile, he admitted, "I actually kind of like it on you. I do this for me, anyway, not for anyone else," he playfully noted. Slowly, he was sitting up to take hold of your waist and lower you down to the bed with him. Pausing to kiss the sweet spot under your jaw, he continued. "So don't feel like you have to do anything, or not do anything, either."

Jungkook couldn't quite explain the nature of how his attraction to you had developed. Seeing how open and honest you were with him made it easy for him to be honest with you too, and just to feel comfortable being himself. He admired the way he could still tell you sometimes got nervous like him, but it didn’t stop you from getting real or going bolder. Unable to fully express it in words, he just hoped to ensure you felt as comfortable and respected around him as he did around you. He already knew that he wanted this to be more than just a one-time thing, and while he still hesitated to assume that you felt the same, he intended to leave no doubt by the end of the night.

You moaned as he nipped at the skin of your neck. It was so easy to get swept back up in Jungkook. You could barely handle the friction of his dick rutting against your wet folds from below, craving him inside you. "Ughhh. Wait, one more thing. I'm on the pill, are you clean?"

"Yes," he gasped, barely removing his mouth from your jaw. "Are you?"

"Yeah, so we don't need a condom. If that's cool with you!"

"Yeah! But, you're ready?" He seemed surprised.

"Aren't you?" you whined, beyond holding back. He felt so unbearably hard that his coherence and willpower kind of surprised you too. "Please, I want you so bad."

To your surprise, he lowered his head to the crest of your legs, dotting wet kisses down your torso. Keeping his big brown eyes on you, he teased your entrance with a finger and echoed your immediate groan at the welcome stretch.

"You really are ready," he remarked, awed at the ease with which your wetness sucked the digit in. Frankly, you were in awe as well. It had taken your ex-boyfriend months to figure out how to get you this worked up. Jungkook either had even more experience than you'd heard from the grapevine, or he was a natural. Or maybe you were just really, ridiculously, primally attracted to him. He went on to curve his finger in you and lick a messy swipe up your folds, sucking hard once he reached your sensitive clit. You cried out at the delicious burst of stimulation and he rose up to catch your lips with his.

"I had to do that, just once," he grinned breathlessly. "But—"

"Let me suck you off," you interjected, unbelievably fucking turned on and dying to please him.

"No," he gasped with far more fervency than you'd think anyone could refuse a blowjob. "Please, I was about to say—" he choked out a high-pitched moan as you ran a single finger up his shaft in anticipation, sinking the nails of your other hand into his thigh. "—I think I'm gonna explode if I don't get inside you right this second."

So he did have a breaking point. "Fuck," you muttered, bringing your legs around his to tuck your heels under his tight ass as he lined up. He eased his tip in, keeping heavy eyes on you the whole time, and you could feel the hot, thick tension in his thighs as he struggled to hold himself back from just thrusting into your heat. Slowly, he drew closer into you until he bottomed out with a low moan. You whined at the perfect slight pain of the stretch, and Jungkook squeezed his eyes shut, gripping you by your waist. Watching the veins in his forearms stand out as he drove almost all the way out and back into you, you rocked your hips carefully against his with each smooth stroke, getting used to his fullness. When his balls met your ass again, he shuddered a bit and opened his eyes into yours.

You answered his question before he could even ask it. "Jungkook—you feel so good. You can go faster, it's okay."

A smile hit his eyes before his mouth, and he kissed you once, pressing his chest to yours and intertwining your tongues eagerly. You bit his bottom lip as he slowly drew away, tugging it between your teeth to pull a sweet little whimper from his throat. Grinning, he leaned back in to touch his forehead to yours and simultaneously slid a subtle hand under your ass to curve your hips up with his. The slight leftover sensitivity of your skin amplified his light touch, and Jungkook seemed to realize this, curling his fingers to tease you with the tips of his nails. Instinctively, you ducked to bite his neck, not even registering your move to pass the pain back to him until he choked out a beautifully half-restrained moan and snapped his hips into yours. Gasping, you encouraged him to lose himself in you, dragging your lips up to latch around his earlobe. He hissed and thrust into you sharply again, meeting the time of your movements as you swirled your tongue between each of his hoop earrings. Soon he was pounding you rhythmically, finally letting you feel the full force of his strength but keeping remarkable control over both his body and yours. Both of you had gone silent except for your heavy breaths, lost in the moment, but the flexed shivers of his thighs and twitches of his fingers in your hair told you all you needed to know. Suddenly yanking your strands to pull you back from the additional bruise you'd sucked beneath his ear, he earned a new set of scratches on his back as your hands dragged down the muscular expanse in reply. Jungkook switched places with you to draw dark clouds from your skin, a storm brewing under your jaw. Your face fell into pure bliss, eyes shut and immersed in the barrage of sensation from his hands, mouth, and big dick filling you. Already feeling the familiar tension that preceded an orgasm building through your whole body, you chased him closer to his climax too, grinding back roughly into every thrust and raking your hands over every part of his firm body you could reach.

You had really been fooling yourself when you thought you could try something casual for once. You wanted more of Jungkook, all of Jungkook, nothing but Jungkook ever again. Knowing he'd never even gone back to the same hookup twice sank slight anxiety into your stomach, a kind of future nostalgia for this moment you already feared losing. You knew you weren't anything special compared to the catalogue of gorgeous girls he'd had his turn with, but a deviant voice whispered from the back of your mind that you could be, because it was clear none had bothered to learn him like this. You'd still try your desperate best not to want too much from him, but you resolved to do whatever you could to make him crave more.

Rolling your hips in a smooth circle against him, you clenched around his dick and your hands tightened their fierce hold on his tiny waist. You felt his abs tense within your grasp as he tried not to stutter into you.

"Fuck. No." His voice cracked, but held an undertone of ferocity. "You come first." Jungkook rushed a hand to your clit, adding pressure in small, deft motions with a fingertip as he kept fucking you deep. You sank your teeth into his shoulder in response, drawing your hands up his back to clutch him closer to you, and Jungkook cried out. You left your mouth on his golden skin to stifle your moans as he sped up his fingers, and he tried to let you stay there but eventually couldn't help pulling you off him to see your face. Eyes narrowed and eyebrows turning up sharp at the ends, he watched you like a hawk to track the exact moment when he pushed you over the edge. Your face crumpled and you felt your whole body burn under his gaze as you came, squeezing around him in waves of pleasure while he fucked you through your high, unrelenting. Drinking up the bliss obvious on your features, Jungkook's eyes never left yours and his expression grew more and more fucked out. You marveled at how even as you lost control and energy to fuck him back, your body freezing in orgasm seemed to turn him on further. One last pulse of the tension leaving your core made his dick throb inside you, and you impulsively broke your eye contact to lean in and bite down slow but hard on his neck again. He gasped.

"You're amazing." Murmuring into his skin, you kissed the bite marks gently. Jungkook whimpered at the sweet contradiction and lurched into your hips even harder. You recovered to move with him, squeezing him deeper into you every time he bottomed out, and as his breathless moans escalated in pitch, his whole body shivered with each stroke. Pressing wet, heavy kisses all over his neck, you felt his jaw flutter while his lips hung open. His considerable strength spent, Jungkook shuddered one last hard thrust into you and finally let go, coating your walls from within. His hips lightly rocked against yours as he stayed deep inside you, still hard and savoring the euphoric release he'd held back for so long. You felt so incredibly warm and comfortable around his sensitive dick, relaxed but still holding him tight, and he couldn't help holding you up for a languid kiss before pulling out of you smoothly.

He briefly looked into your eyes, and you saw stars. The sun had continued to set outside, and it peeked between the blinds of his window to wrap you both in a warm, slivered glow. Staring down at his hands on your body, Jungkook took a deep breath and collapsed to your side, holding you close. You settled into him, cupping a hand over his head on your chest. With your fingers laced through his sweaty hair, you stroked his temple with your thumb, worrying for a second whether the gesture seemed too intimate but forgetting your fear when he snuggled up into your touch. You felt the need to say something, to figure out what the fuck was next after this, but stayed silent, not wanting to disturb the comforting weight of his frame. Heartbeat still racing, Jungkook stretched out to breathe a long sigh. As he sank back into you, you stretched under him too, letting his solid, warm body drape over you like a blanket. This couldn't be farther from what you'd expected with him, but you weren't about to make it stop. Surely, eventually, he would.

A minute passed. And then five. And then, before either of you could talk yourselves out of it, you were asleep, intertwined.

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