A Slice Of Heaven

A Slice of Heaven

Pairing; Jungkook x Reader

Summary; When work calls, the only thing Jungkook wants to do is to stay wrapped up in the sheets of your hotel room.

Song rec; imagine by ariana grande xo

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The Plaza Hotel was exquisite. 5 star dining every night and the finest champagne bubbly. Your room on the 14th floor had a magnificent view of the yards of rich greenery, Central Park. You were in your little slice of heaven, champagne flutes scattered around the room and Jungkook.

He was in Manhattan for an award show he was attending. You were there for NYFW. You and Jungkook had given up trying to fight the connection you both shared as you always ended up locked away in a hotel room with his custom-made Dior suit and your one of a kind Versace gown strewn across the floor, a prime example of last night.

The morning after usually consisted of one of yous rushing to make yourself presentable before attending your schedules but not today. Today was the beginning of your month off which had also happened to coincide with Jungkooks. Meaning you had all the time in the world to bask in each others presence, well that’s what it felt like when you two were together.

A soft yawn escaped your lips as you opened your eyes, a small smile creeping it’s way on to your face as you reminisced about the events of last night. Heated kisses, sensual embraces and passionate ‘I love you’s’ were shared between you two. You soon felt a rose coloured flush spread across your cheeks, he made you weak just thinking about him.

You turned your head to the side and admired the the gorgeous man laying beside you. His brown locks splayed across the silky, satin pillows. Traces of his cologne lingered in the air and a prominent purple mark was on display on his Adam’s apple. He began to stir and roll over on his side facing you whilst draping his strapping arm around your waist and pulling you in closer.

His strong hands roamed delicately along the curves of your frame, his addictive touch igniting flames throughout your body and you instinctively pulled yourself closer to him, until your noses softly brushed against eachother.

‘Mornin’ baby. Sleep well?’ he says hoarsely, with a tired grin spread across his face. Instead of replying, you hum softly with content and smile at him. He chuckles lowly and slightly as he lazily presses his lips to yours, and pulls your body to him and rolls over so you’re lying on his torso, legs tangled together. All that can be heard is your soft hums as your hands get lost in his chocolate coloured locks.

You spent the rest of the day sipping on champagne from the minibar and ordering exquisite desserts from the hotels menu whilst talking about nothing and everything under the sun.

You and Jungkook spent the evening in your suites glamorous bathtub, the jasmine scented bubbles soaking in whilst you sat in between his legs. It was peaceful, just how you both liked it. He would run his hands up and down your arms and whisper sweet nothings into your ear making that familiar crimson blush return.

Jungkook was a dream, he was your slice of heaven, forget the five star hotels, the oh-so expensive champagne. Just being in his arms, laughing at his silly stories and loving him was enough. The fame and the fortune could never come close to bringing you as much happiness as Jeon Jungkook did on days like this.

jimin scenario | countdown

❝ Your soulmate watch is set to go off on the same day that you meet BTS with your little sister… ❞

➸ prompt: My little sibling wants to meet their favourite idol for Christmas. You’re their “present”

➸ pairing: jimin x reader

➸ requested by @sunshinepizzas | 3.8k words | fluff, soulmate au

Why that date? Why not any other date?

That date is set to be special for you – it’s the day that your soulmate watch will stop counting down the hours, minutes, seconds until your fateful meeting with the person you’ll love for the rest of your life, determined before you were born, set aside for you by the fates that pull stars and move seas. But it’s also a special date for your sister – it’s the day that her favourite group will be visiting your city for a fan meet, and you, being the amazing sibling you are, have managed to get her tickets.

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camera.

[ jjk x reader ]

You hated cameras.

oneshot | fluff

“No,” you fidgeted uncomfortably on your seat.

Your boyfriend of three months frowned behind his DSLR camera, a Sony Alpha A9, newly bought and fresh out of the box. Even before you started dating, you’ve known his love for cameras. If he had a social media account (he didn’t, which was a tad strange considering people your age had at least one), you imagine it would be chock full of scenic photographs.

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Carnal Cupidity (M)

[ Cupidity (noun) /kjuːˈpɪdɪti/ : eager or excessive desire, esp. to possess something: greed; avarice. from the latin cupiditas, meaning “yearning and "desire”; synonymous with “lust.” ]

Pairing: Taehyung x reader

Genre: Smut, Alphawolf!Tae

words: 9k

Warnings: rated M, explicit descriptions of sexual content, breeding/impreg, biting, mentions of blood, cum play, creampie, light degradation, strong language, knotting, rough but still weirdly domestic werewolf sex, generic heat trope tbh lol

A/N: this is unedited af so i’ll do it later but i truly hope you guys will enjoy this piece of trash and thanks for being patient with my messy self! <3 

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Show me || Jimin

Pairing - Park Jimin x Reader

Genre - Werewolf! AU, Smut, Happy Halloween month!

Jimin sniffed. The tendril of the scent that he was training himself to not surrender to, to keep himself leashed against, filled his nose too quickly. He felt in his bones; his wolf felt it.

Do it, his wolf snarled.

He shifted slightly from under you, your teeth chewing on your bottom lip, too engrossed in the movie - or rather, too engrossed in what was happening at the moment on the screen, to actually pay any attention to the uncomfortable male you were presently lying on top of.

You felt his ragged breath on your head, the warmth of it almost making you shudder in response. You twisted, head craning to look up at him.

“You good?” You asked quietly. His nostrils flared in response.

“Yeah, don’t worry.”

Do it, his wolf bit at his self-control.

In a few minutes, you had left to go to the bathroom, maybe, but the moment you’d left, he sighed heavily. He felt his insides throb with want. With desire. But no…he couldn’t - wouldn’t give into it.

Bastard.

Jimin snarled back a retort to his wolf, asking him to stand down.

He was Alpha, yes, the leader of his pack that so proudly served him. Although you were his mate, he had yet to claim you as his. Which had unsurprisingly received much critique from his Beta, Taehyung.

“Males go wild the moment they get a sniff of their mate - and here you are, sitting on your ass like an ignorant fool. It doesn’t matter, Jimin, mate or not, other males will hunger for her,” Taehyung, being the wise Second he was born to be, advised. Jimin only growled in response, hands ready to squeeze the air out of any male that dared to breathe in your direction.

Marking you would be the first step. Mating could wait - although it was winter already. The full moon night would begin his cycle of heat, and he wasn’t sure how he was going to handle it. There were efficient ways to do it, but…not as efficient as mating would be. The Moon Goddess definitely loved to play games with him.

He shifted in his place when the familiar scent of lavender and snow and something else - the same something that flooded his system with primal desire - wafted to his keen nose. His eyes darted from the TV he’d been staring at the whole while, to you. You didn’t seem happy. He gulped.

You were standing in the hallway that led into the living room where your cranky boyfriend - or as he loved you to call him: mate, sat. You were in all sense a complete human. You’d never understood their concept of mates when you’d first bumped into the fine man, but over the course of time, learned the importance of family to them. You were his mate. His and only his.

Even though that thought had made you squirm in anticipation for so many days, he’d never gone beyond kissing and leaving behind marks that hued purple and red the next morning. So while you had been watching the movie, the heated scene not really helping your situation, your mind had drifted and soon you had the anticipation dripping between your thighs. Knowing Jimin had sensed it and wouldn’t bother acting on it, you’d gone into the room to change out of the underwear when a thought struck you.

Maybe he wouldn’t do it by his consent. But you’d noted the conflicts he’d been having the past few days with his wolf. His cycle was to begin today, and you couldn’t help but grin rather wickedly to yourself at the thought you had conjured. You were slightly unsure about whether it would work, but knowing him, you were confident enough to put up the act as you strode out of the room and hung around in the hallway until his eyes met yours: hungry and wild.

“Why are you standing there?” He asked after visibly gulping. You stifled a laugh. Alpha male apparently. Perhaps you were the only person who could see how easy it was to tear his defences. Or at least, the defences he kept around you.

You raised a finger and flicked it towards you, beckoning him, “Come here, Jimin.”

His brows furrowed. Very rarely he’d give you the chance to take over the dominant role, and he seemed to oblige rather happily this time.

He stood up, walking up to you with a certain lethal grace that you often found yourself gaping at. He didn’t stop until he was a full foot away from you.

“Closer.”

He remained where he was. So you picked the first card.

“Closer, Alpha,” You purred. The tug was almost instant, the word having riled his wolf more than himself. Jimin took a dragging step towards you. His eyes were a rich, chocolate brown. Like melted chocolate. But those eyes only held desire. Desire and hunger. Such ravenous hunger.

Your lips quirked to the side.

“Is there a reason you aren’t doing anything to me-” your hands gently ran your hand up his abdomen, the material of his shirt thin enough to feel his rock hard muscles underneath. You revelled silently in the ridges of his form as you moved further north, up his torso, to his neck before running it back and up his hair.

“Since your heat began?” You finished your question, your palm flat against his head. When his eyes only flickered, a deep rumbling sounding in his chest, you closed your hand into a fist and tugged lightly.

Jimin moaned. You smirked.

“Y/N…” His hands, you noticed, were shaking the slightest from the restraint he had put upon himself from touching you. You continued your little ministrations. Going on your toes, you leaned into his ear and whispered, your lips gently brushing against his skin, “Touch me, Jimin.”

His breath hitched. He felt his wolf thrashing wildly, trying to break free. He wanted to pick you up and throw you on the bed and pound into you mercilessly-

No.

Jimin growled softly; a warning.

When you showed no signs of backing down, he nipped on your ear in silent retribution. But even that made him want to tear the walls down.

“Y/N, stop before I can’t hold myself back anymore.”

But you simply came back down on your heels and looked up at him. His eyes widened the slightest. Your pupils fully dilated, eyes hooded, and the scent- goddess damn him, that scent of desire that had been floating around the room for a while hit him in the face like a brick.

“Stop or I won’t show you mercy.” He snarled, features hard and rude as he watched you. Your orbs flickered with amusement. Damn it.

“What if I don’t want you to?” You whispered, the hair in your hand being tugged again and he swore viciously under his breath. If you did that again-

“Do you not want to claim me, Jimin? Don’t you want to wreck me - so completely that everybody will know it when I walk into the hall tomorrow? That you’ve finally and fully made me yours? Hmm, Alpha?” You hit all the right spots. How he was still functioning coherently, he had no idea. His fingers clenched and unclenched. If he touched you, even made a motion-

“Or are you just a pup?”

His wolf stilled. Then his eyes snapped open.

So it was provocation then, that finally got him to yield to your need. Honestly, it was way too fun. But when his eyes flickered at the mention of ‘pup’, the demeaning term, the way you’d patronized him, the way his eyes shone gold. Pure, molten, gold. Your shoulders thudded as he had you pressed up against the wall in seconds.

“Do you want to repeat that, kitten?” Jimin purred so softly that you knew you’d pushed him over the line a little. But you could see him, see the relief painted in his eyes as you didn’t look scared the slightest. You found this deeply and unabashedly arousing.

“If you’re the Alpha you claim to be, why don’t you prove it?” His mate smiled so wickedly, he felt a certain pride in calling you his. You both seemed to be cut of the same cloth in one way or another.

He felt the desire eating at him. Then finally, he felt himself give in, ready to devour you whole and answer your needs. To prove it to you.

His mouth claimed yours, lips soft yet aggressive as his arms wrapped tight around your waist. You moaned almost instantly, but caught yourself, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of having you bent to his will.

You made to move away, to catch a bit of your breath but his arms tightened, holding on to you relentlessly as he growled into your mouth. He had kissed you so many times before, yet, this…this made your knees want to buckle and submit to him entirely. His arms slid down your back, a firm grab on your ass before he picked you up effortlessly by your thighs. His lips had left his spot on yours and worked down your jaw and the column of your neck, his canines grazing ever so slightly over a particular area that had your back arched in response, your chest pushing into him.

Your fingers on his back curled as you felt the reverberations of his growl, the predatory sound nothing but a warning for what was coming next.

Your toes curled as his tongue swept over your collarbone before gently nipping on it. You sighed loudly, a part of you taken aback by how gentle he was while at the same time so rough and wild, it drove you mad.

His fingers dug into the skin where he held you up.

Jimin felt the thirst in him magnifying.

More. More, his wolf snarled.

He smirked against your skin. You wanted just as much as his wolf did. So Jimin walked into the bedroom, the bed creaking as he threw you onto the mattress, his eyes glinting with a promise to make you scream in pleasure.

He would give them both more.

Your lips caught his just a moment after you’d fallen on the bed, the thing creaking as Jimin’s weight added to it. His lips weren’t slow or tentative. They were quick, hot, moving furiously as he desperately tasted you. His tongue required no permission as he devoured your moan.

He was claiming you. Just in his own way.

Jimin’s hands worked on your sweatpants, them practically ripped clean from your legs, the cold air biting at the bare skin. Your toes curled as his mouth reached your chest, stopping just above the curve of your breasts.

You watched him still.

Two chocolate brown eyes looked up at you, a burning question in them: Are you sure?

No words were required as you took his hand and place it on your breast, the gentleness in his eyes a forgotten mixture of promised pleasure and ecstasy as he snarled softly. You were driving him crazy.

The top came off soon after, the ripped material already thrown across the room as his hands and eyes scanned every inch of you. You were yet to be bare, but the way he hadn’t completely rushed into this made some part of you grow warm.

His hand were steady as he pulled off your bra and underwear, his eyes twinkling in appreciation as he gulped in your sight.

You blushed for the first time that night.

You were exotic. You were beautiful. You were glowing. You were everything and more than he’d dreamed of. He heard his wolf whimper at the sight. He agreed with the male; you had him on his knees.

Jimin kissed you again, his mouth claiming yours so feverishly, that every appreciating glance he’d given you seemed nothing in comparison to tonight. You mewled into the kiss, his member, still clothed and fighting restraint pressing against your throbbing sex.

“Jimin,” You breathed, his mouth wandering your skin, lips pressing kisses everywhere he could as he reached your breasts. A nipple pulled taut as he took it between his teeth, his fingers rubbed the other tentatively. You gave out a sharp gasp.

When he looked up at you and found you looking right at him, you sighed, “More.”

His wolf almost roared with desire.

He had his tongue against your thigh, a canine grazing just a breath away from where you truly wanted him. You whined, and he smirked.

When you least expected it, his hand pushed your other leg, his fingers coming to spread you out completely for him. Only for him. The scent of your arousal hit him even harder than the last time.

He swiped a broad lick on the entire length of your sex. Your body shuddered.

“Fuck, Jimin!” You squealed, his tongue working wonders, switching between slow, long licks and swift, short ones. It had your back arching, toes curling, fingers digging into the mattress. A hand held your leg apart and the other rested surely against your waist. You were going nowhere.

“Jimin, I’m going to-” You bit your lip just then, eyes closed to concentrate fully on your release when a harsh, cold air bit at the spot where a warm muscle had been. You raised your head and found Jimin watching you with cruel amusement in his eyes.

You whined as you plopped your head back on the pillow, “I was so close!”

“On your knees.” He ordered as he got off the bed. You looked towards him. There it was: the promise to show no mercy. That…that was just a warm-up.

You silently turned around and rested on your knees, elbows comfortable on the pillow as you waited for him. You heard the light ruffling and thudding of his discarded pants, and when you looked, you gasped.

“Still want to call me a pup, huh, kitten?” He smirked, getting on to the bed with the same lethal grace. Your heart hammered and you swallowed the lump of anticipation. Oh shit, he was…huge.

You felt him press himself against your core, your breath sucked out of you as he began teasing you, dragging his member along the length of your sex. You felt yourself drip. Biting onto your lip, you waited. But all you felt was his tip teasing your entrance, a little in and a little out. You almost snapped at him.

But then a loud smack echoed in the room. You heard it before you felt the sting on your ass. His palm gently caressed the sure print of his hand, in utter contrast to the smack he’d given you.

When you opened your mouth, he smacked you again, making you flinch as you felt pain and pleasure course through you all at once. It was electrifying.

Then came another, and this time, before you could completely lose yourself in the feeling, you let out a yelp as his member pushed into you completely, Jimin groaning at the feeling. His wolf, growling.  

You had barely a second to adjust to him before he began moving, the bed rocking gently at first in par to the pace he’d kept. You moaned, the sound small as he slowly increased his pace.

“Louder, kitten. Don’t you want everyone to know who’s wrecking you tonight?” Your words thrown right back at you.

Your back arched, your nipples brushing the mattress as you opened yourself further, submitting yourself further.

Jimin growled at the sight, a hand landing a smack onto your cheek.

You mewled as you felt his tip brush against a spot…that spot. Yes, just that one. You moaned with every thrust, a curse following.

“Fuck, Jimin, faster. Right there!” You screamed, eyes squinting shut as he sped up, his hips rocking the bed, the post bumping hard on the wall. He grunted, his fingers around your hips gripping hard. The subtle pain mixed with the immense pleasure he allowed you to feel, the waves ready to rush with a few more movements. Ready to be beckoned out.

Jimin’s hand ran up the length of your back before he got a handful of your hair, gripping it with a certain authority. He stopped. It was so sudden you groaned loudly at the sudden loss of your pleasure.

“Up.” His voice deep and raw, it caressing your skin. You complied, pushing yourself up.

“Jimin-”

“You will never talk down to me like that, you will never provoke me like you did tonight. Understand?” Every word was a raspy, rough breath that hit your neck as he had your back pressed flush against his chest, him still inside you. You mewled. You wanted him to move. But it was clear that no matter how much you tried to rub yourself against him, he wasn’t going to move until you gave him an answer.

“Yes,” You breathed with difficulty.

His grip on your hair got tighter.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Alpha.”

You felt his smirk against your skin at the base of your throat, his canines brushing past the spot right between your neck and shoulder, and you felt him inhale sharply before he dug his canines deep into your flesh. You groaned, a hard hand coming to muffle your mouth.

He felt his wolf curl and shudder in pleasure, in relief as he bit into his mate. It filled him with your scent, your blood, forever binding you to him. He was sure it hurt, so he began moving slowly, in and out of you as he kept his teeth sunken in. The hand that muffled your groan moved down your chest, kneading your breasts while his other found home on your clit. It was no longer tentative movements as he began thrusting harder, the finger working faster on you.

The pain passed, and he stopped only when he felt you completely: in his flesh, in his bones, until his wolf purred with content.

You began moaning his name, Jimin’s twitching member close to release. He pulled out his canines, a little to no response from you as he had them retracted. Pulling a clean swipe of his tongue over the punctures, he sealed his scent on you.

The bed rocked, you a mess in his arms as he went harder and harder with each thrust, a little mind for his release as he smelt your own closer. You screamed, the final thrust of his hips sending you over, the pleasure rippling off you in waves as he carried on, your body slack against his. Your hand went to his head, holding him close as you rested your head on his shoulder, clenching yourself around him, making him groan.

A curse sounded, and a few stuttering thrusts later, he came, his release making him moan into your ear. When he was done, he nibbled at your ear. Pressing a chaste kiss underneath, he showered your neck and shoulders with more of them until you chuckled in embarrassment.

“Honestly, I think you wouldn’t have done it if I hadn’t provoked you,” You said, half chuckling as you let your hand slide down your body from his head.

His breath tickled your skin as he laughed, “I think I’m glad you did. But it doesn’t mean you can do it again,” He squeezed his arm around your waist that placed more emphasis on his words. You nodded. All you needed now was a bath.

His wolf purred, good job.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LITTLE CINNAMON BUN WHO CAN BE THE HOTTEST SHIT TO EVER LIVE !!!!!

Sniffles | Taehyung x Reader | Fluff

You text your boyfriend, Taehyung, to let him know that you will be missing a day of school, due to a cold. However, his reply is vague and uninterested, which leaves you feeling dejected. But you should’ve known Taehyung would not leave you so…

‘Take care, sweetie, I’ll be back in two hours!’ your mother called as she exited your bedroom.

From the comfort of your bed, you offered a feeble wave as a farewell. Once your bedroom door was shut, you released a weak groan and pulled your duvet up to your neck, before practically cocooning yourself with the sheets.

Then, after wriggling your right arm free of your makeshift nest, you grabbed your phone from your bedside table.

On this particular day, you were hampered by the flu - okay, okay, that was a lie - you had a pretty bad cold, and felt like crap (and also had a test you were less than eager to complete) so you had persuaded your mother to allow you to call in sick to school.

You wanted nothing more than to lay down and sleep for the rest of the day, but first things first, you had to message your boyfriend Taehyung, and tell him that you would not be in school that day.

(Y/N): Hey I’m not going to be in school today, I’m really sick. Don’t miss me too much!

You sent the message, before locking your phone. Smiling to yourself, you began to close your eyes, hoping for a cute reply from Taehyung. He was your boyfriend, after all, so surely he would be disheartened by the lack of your companionship?

Seeing as Taehyung often replied quickly, you were not surprised to receive a text from him in only two minutes. You quickly opened your phone to see the message, which was undoubtedly a cute, ‘Get well soon!’ message.

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