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Smut 42 with seokjinnieeeeee Also ILY and your body positive smut 😉

Blinded

Smut 42: “Blindfolds heighten your senses, maybe that’s why you’re whimpering louder than usual.” with Seokjin (I had to do a little ad libbing on the line!).

Pairing: Seokjin x reader

Rating: mature

Genre: established relationship, smut, pwp

Length: 602

Summary: Seokjin blindfolds you and has his way with you.

Warnings: graphic sexual content, blindfolds, oral sex (f receiving), vaginal fingering, explicit language

You’re spread out in the middle of your bed squirming and panting. You have no idea how long you’ve been like this, but it feels like an eternity. You try desperately to hear or sense where Seokjin is, but you can’t tell. Suddenly, you feel a dip in the bed near your feet.

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Salty But Sweet

Pairing: Yoongi x Namjoon

Rating: explicit, 18+

Genre: pwp, smut, fluff (kind of?), established relationship, non-idol au, sub!bts

Length: 3K

Summary: Yoongi thought of himself as sugar. Namjoon thought of him as salt. Maybe they were both right.

Contains/Warnings: bratty sub!Yoongi, mostly soft dom!Namjoon, Yoongi has a praise kink, Yoongi in lingerie and handcuffs, kissing, biting, marking, nipple play, blow jobs, rimming, anal fingering, spanking, lots and lots of dirty talk, pet names, mild degradation, overstimulation, anal sex (barebacking), coming on command, coming untouched, creampie

Author’s Note: Thank you to my BFF, @kingsuckjin, for coming up with the Pretty Boys Collab idea with me! Thank you so much to everyone who joined us for this adventure: @hesperantha, @thebiasrekkers, @ddaengyoonmin, @hauntedlilies, and @megahwn! You’re all amazing, talented writers, and I’m lucky to get to work with you. Thanks to all of you for cheering me on, supporting my numerous conversations about Namgi, and sprinting with me. Special thanks to Quinn (kingsuckjin) for betaing and screaming at me about my filthy smut.

It starts like it always does between them. Both too opinionated for their own good. Yoongi swears up and down that he’s sweet as sugar. Namjoon chuckles, almost to himself, and hints that Yoongi is actually salt masquerading as sugar. That lights some kind of fuse in Yoongi. Maybe the salty fuse. Either way, here they are a week later still trying to settle the debate – Yoongi: salty or sweet?

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this was a fun and sexy read. I love Lil’s horny thoughts, they get me every time. Sometimes the boys’ daydreams are more intense than the actual moment! Jin, calm the fuck down (but please don’t)!

pretty things

➻Pairing: Seokjin x Jungkook ➻Rating: 18+ ➻Genre: fluff, smut. Established relationship, non-idol au.  ➻Words: 8k ➻Warnings: they are very whipped for each other, Jungkook has it bad for Seokjin’s hands (don’t we all?), modesty kink, Seokjin is a menace, orgasm control/denial, power dynamics, degradation and name calling, exploration of pet play & degradation, sexual/kink boundary testing, crying during sex, physical and emotional after care. ➻Summary: Jungkook has to stop thinking about it. It’s just a sweater, he tells himself. An oversized, pink, soft, glorious, sweater. On his boyfriend. The loose fabric billowing around his waist, hands engulfed by the long sleeves. If he doesn’t stop thinking about it, he’s going to have to excuse himself to rub one out in the bathroom between classes. Groaning, he tries to blink the mental image away. He might have a problem. ➻AN: For the Pretty Boys collab. Sequel to Long Ball.  There’s a long list of thank-yous on this one including @hauntedlilies​ (for both beta reading and making this incredibly perfect banner), @joopiterjoon​ (for reading the first draft and pointing me in the right direction), @justasparkwritings (for tightening up the writing), @eternalseokjin​ (for the vote of confidence), @kingsuckjin​ (for screaming at my teasers), and @btsaudge​ (for inviting me to this collab and being my best cheerleader).

“Hyung, can you do something for me?”

Seokjin looks up at him a little suspiciously from the game he’s playing on this phone. Something could be totally innocuous, or it could be the first sign of an absolutely terrible idea. “What is it, baby?”

“Remember that sweater?” asks Jungkook.

“I have a lot of sweaters.”

“The one that definitely didn’t come from the men’s department,” he says shyly.

“I’m afraid you’ll have to be more specific.” Now it’s a game, and Seokjin wants to see how far he can push it. “The rose one? The flamingo one? The one with lace?”

“The big one.”

“Oh… yeah, that one. Fluffy? Pink with white stripes?”

“Yeah! That’s the one.”

“What about my sweater, baby?”

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Rating: Explicit Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V Summary: Jeongguk is a stripper with a penchant for trouble. Taehyung is curious.

There were so many things I loved about this fic. I loved how, even though it was Taehyung's POV, I felt like I didn't know him. That may be a reflection of Taehyung not really knowing or wanting to know himself. I love the portrayal of Jungkook's ambition, his brattiness, and his shyness. It played off the way we see him so well. There was a distance in the character's innermonologues and a descritption of the settings that made this feel like a movie. The smut was roped in so wonderfully. I'm trash and love when fics have a shitton of smut, but sometimes it feels forced or wrong. Despite the constant angst between the two, the smut was always TOPTIER. The way Jungkook revealed parts of himself through sex was also captivating, while Taehyung seemed to be most vulnerable in their everyday conversations. This took the "oh the one lucky customer meets the one good stripper" idea and made it feel raw and real. Another great piece by Rix!

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V Summary:

New lawyer Taehyung creates a profile on a popular BDSM app, looking to connect with a Dominant guy who can appreciate him to the fullest. He does not expect to match so well and so fast with a mysterious user, even less for that user to be his boss's son, who locks himself away at night in his lavish corner office.

VERY excited to know that this story will be getting additional chapters. I always enjoy stories where the reader knows more than the character. It’s obvious for us who Taehyung’s chat-partner is, but the reveal still had me giggling and feeling a little nervous for Taehyung. I have a hard time believing in “hard dom” Jungkook, but Lilith writes fun characters regardless!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Seokjin | Jin Summary: Mr. Wonderful -- Jung Hoseok -- turned around, caught him staring, and winked.

Not to be outdone, Seokjin sent him a flying kiss, which Hoseok pretended to catch and put in his pocket, then shot him double finger guns before turning back to the rest of the class.

Seokjin was in love.

This was a little happy piece that can brighten your day. Just lighthearted crushing between 2seok, two of the brightest members.

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V Summary: "Wait.” Taehyung took a step toward him. “What other things do you like?”

You. I like you.

“Uhm...I like letting go sometimes,” he breathed. “And helping other people let go. Give and take. Both sides.”

It was cryptic enough, but Taehyung nodded. He stepped even closer, his face inches away. Dark eyes like pools. Jungkook couldn’t prevent the hitch in his breath, but he refused to step back.

“When was the last time? You let go?”

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When Jeon Jungkook joined the FBI, he left his youthful experiments in the BDSM world behind him—that is, until his best friend Jimin introduces him to Kim Taehyung, host of a monthly series of private parties.

I've read a lot, a LOT of BDSM erotica. The portrayal of switches always feels forced or becomes some kind of plot center for emotional growth. But THIS STORY did it SO WELL. I loved the small discussion on switches, the ease to which both partners accepted and adjusted to each other's needs... it was like a fairytale. But most of all, this is one of those fics where I could never jump around to find the smut. The plot was just as engaging with side-yeonbin, supsense, and the way we see Jungkook grapple with all the parts of himself through the various aspects of his life. And the final scene they share, with Tae's lesson through the bondage? Omg I was squealing out loud how MAGNIFICENT.

I've read a lot, a LOT of BDSM erotica. The portrayal of switches always feels forced or becomes some kind of plot center for emotional growth. But THIS STORY did it SO WELL. I loved the small discussion on switches, the ease to which both partners accepted and adjusted to each other's needs... it was like a fairytale. But most of all, this is one of those fics where I could never jump around to find the smut. The plot was just as engaging with side-yeonbin, supsense, and the way we see Jungkook grapple with all the parts of himself through the various aspects of his life. And the final scene they share, with Tae's lesson through the bondage? Omg I was squealing out loud how MAGNIFICENT.

Chapters: 2/2 Rating: Explicit Relationships: Kim Namjoon | RM/Park Jimin Summary: Park Jimin’s roommate goes to study abroad for a semester. Kim Namjoon takes over the lease.

I skimmed this fic to see if there was smut since it isn't mentioned in the tags and then I got SUCKED IN??? I usually don't read angsty plots with miscommunication because it's just not my thing but the descriptions of personal growth and anxiety were just so marvelous in a painful way. Additionally, the metaphors to Jimin's world around him near the end as he starts to come to terms with his fears were so lovely I was screenshotting passages to send to people. Definitely a beautiful story of strangers becoming each other's support and blossoming into much more. (Also yes there is smut at the end)

Thank you for writing this for me! For sending in such a vague request, I am surprised how on point this is. Lazy days with a brattish Jungkook and playing with the cum on his hand…

ALSO as I already messaged you, the lil comment about Yoongi’s shoulder T-T. The soft lil things in between the smut are what I always love about your work!

pairing: yoonkook || genre: smut, fluff, 18+ || word count: 2k

summary: yoongi is distracted, jungkook is horny. this is unacceptable.

warnings: sexually explicit content including handjobs and mutual masturbation.

a/n: this is a fic for the @armyadvocates Army Advocates for Palestinian Justice program. thank you to the sweet person who commissioned this and please do check out the event here if you wish to donate or learn more.

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Sundays have always been their rest day.

A day where chores remain undone, plans unmade, and the hours are kept snugly between them, only them.

This has been a staple of Yoongi and Jungkook’s relationship, and the highlight of many a stressful week. Jungkook, deeply entrenched in a master’s program he’s beginning to regret, depends on this time to feel human again and to put all his focus on his boyfriend, who is busy during the week in his own nine-to-five drag in a corporate stocks office downtown.

This is why, when Yoongi turns on the news to watch the latest in trading and squiggly red lines on charts, Jungkook sees this as a personal offence.

“I can’t see.”

From his comfortable position directly on top of Yoongi’s lap, Jungkook scowls. “Good.”

Yoongi sighs, pulling his head back to rest against the couch so he can stare at Jungkook in an attempt at disappointment. “The stocks segment isn’t even that long, Jungkookie.”

Jungkook’s eyes light up with a smirk. “But you know what is.”

Nothing every gives him such unending joy as the exhausted resignation on Yoongi’s face whenever Jungkook delivers a cheesy pick-up line. “Come on, Kook, it’s  not like you’re gonna die if I don’t fuck you right here and now.”

Sending what he hopes is a withering gaze, Jungkook pokes a single finger a Yoongi’s right pec. “Well, we certainly wouldn’t want to find out, now would we?” To sweeten the deal, he rocks his hips once, slowly, against Yoongi’s crotch, pleased when he feels Yoongi already chubbing up.

The older man is still stalling, however, attempting to crane his neck around Jungkook’s wider form to see the television. “The Samsung deal was finalised Friday night, Kook, I wanna see if it’s affecting Huawei like they said it would.”

Yoongi is protesting more than he usually does. This is immediately concerning to Jungkook, and so he bounces pitifully on Yoongi’s lap in a disgruntled version of what might be to come. “Hyung, just google it tomorrow, the news isn’t self-destructing! Who even cares?!”

“A lot of people at my work tomorrow will be very angry if- oh, thank god. It’s not tanking.”

“Hey!” Yoongi must have managed to sneak a glance despite Jungkook’s best efforts. He doubles down, catching the rounded cheeks of his boyfriend in his hand to keep his gaze where it mattered. “Enough fooling around. Today is our day, and I want to celebrate by you railing me in every room of the house starting here.”

Yoongi’s brows raise before he quickly conceals his interest. “I’m not in the mood,” he defends, weaker than before.

“You’re hard,” Jungkook fires back, rolling down to highlight the stiff tent in Yoongi’s pants.

Yoongi’s mouth works silently for a moment as his brain whirls. “Not because of you.”

Jungkook narrows his brows, turns to where a balding, middle-aged man discusses a dip in the USD exchange rate, and gasps scandalously. “No.”

Yoongi rolls his eyes. “I’m not getting hard to stocks, you idiot, I’m just-” He lets out a huff when no excuse comes to mind. “Later.”

It barely takes any effort for Jungkook to let tears well in his eyes. “At least stick your hand down my pants,” he pleads.

“In a minute.”

“I could stick my hand down your pants,” Jungkook bargains.

This seems to be more convincing, as Yoongi pauses, eyes still attempting to seek out the TV, and sighs. “On your knees, Kookie. If you keep nice and still now while I watch the news, I’ll fuck you how you want afterwards.”

It’s not a perfect deal, but Jungkook will take it. The rug below the couch is soft faux fur for this very reason; Jungkook ended up kneeling here often enough that the fibres of the fur were eternally flattened in two ovals beside the couch. He settles into the grooves now, hands finding Yoongi’s thighs automatically.

Yoongi sucks in a deep breath as Jungkook’s trailing fingers get closer to his tented crotch, fiddling with the button. “Will you be good for me?”

“When am I ever bad?” Jungkook questions rhetorically, before making Yoongi hiss at the first cool contact of open air on his cock.

“Shh, it’s the weather,” Yoongi murmurs, and with that Jungkook gives up on talking, deciding to instead enjoy the delightful specimen in front of him while Yoongi was glued to the forecast.

He had sealed the compromise by offering up his hands, but right now Jungkook wanted nothing more than to suck him down. Nevertheless, Yoongi didn’t want to be distracted, so Jungkook contents himself with resting his head on Yoongi’s thigh and lazily stroking him, eyes no more than ten centimetres from Yoongi’s length.

From here, it’s a slightly awkward angle to look up at the underside of his boyfriend’s chin, but he knows him well enough to read arousal in the stiffness of his hand curled around the remote, and the shaky breathing that’s barely audible over the television newscaster.

“Mm, ‘s meant to rain in Daegu tomorrow,” Yoongi mumbles, his voice somewhat strained but playing casual.

When Jungkook twists his wrist just slightly under Yoongi’s tip, a bead of precum slips out the top, threatening to drip onto the fabric of Yoongi’s nice pants. Like a good boyfriend, Jungkook leans in closer to lick it off himself, a single petal of tanginess on his tongue left over. “Jungkook,” he hears his boyfriend warn.

With a pout, he lets his head fall back onto Yoongi’s thigh. Damn. From behind him, he hears the newscaster announce the three-day forecasts for the major cities. His fingers flex around Yoongi’s cock in excitement. That was the last thing shared before the news signed off, which meant he didn’t have to stay patient much longer.

In the end, it’s only a few more lazy strokes before the blare of the jingle closes the show, the TV turning off a moment later. A thump of arousal runs through Jungkook at the sound of it and what it signifies

A growl of relief comes from above, and his chin is tugged upwards by desperate fingers. “Good boy,” Yoongi praises, his eyes alight as he bends down, bumping noses with his kneeling boyfriend. “The humidity tomorrow is only thirty percent, we should-”

“If you talk about the news one more time I’m going to cry,” Jungkook admits seriously, leaning forward to butt his face gently against Yoongi’s cheek. “You can’t be discussing the weather when my dick is hard, you just can’t.”

“Understood,” Yoongi states under his breath, fingers curling around the nape of Jungkook’s neck, “let’s discuss this later.”

Jungkook lets out a weak laugh. “You’re an idiot,” he rebutts with no heat, before leaning back to capture Yoongi’s lips between his. Like they have all the time in the world - okay, perhaps Jungkook is a little more hurried than Yoongi on that - they move together, Jungkook hooking his arms around his boyfriend’s shoulders.

He loves kissing Yoongi like this. It’s laced with the promise of what’s to come, but delicious in its own right, just the two of them knowing each other like the back of their hand. Yoongi isn’t one for PDA, so these kinds of kisses have always been reserved for their time alone. Jungkook could stay like this forever, only his knees are starting to ache and he’s feeling more than a little neglected in his pants.

He pulls away, sucking in much-needed oxygen, and smiles at the remaining tingle on his lips. Yoongi’s are a deeper pink than usual, and Jungkook fights the urge to reach up to nip at them.

Before he gets distracted, he pushes Yoongi back onto the couch cushions and jumps up on top of him, resuming his prior position.

Yoongi lets himself be manoveured with no protest, bemused at his boyfriend’s desperation. “Time to take your reward, huh? So eager.”

Jungkook feels frantic, shucking his pants down to his thighs to free his aching erection, shaky hands grasping himself and Yoongi, pressing them together. “Let’s nut together,” he pants, “then we can fuck after.”

Yoongi lets out a groan of disapproval, even as his eyes flutter shut in bliss. “Do you have to put it so crudely? Go on, then. Make us feel good, Jungkookie.”

Panting, Jungkook rolls his hips forward closer and hisses as his cock bumps against Yoongi’s. His hands are just large enough to hold the both of them together. He leans in to spit onto the tips of their cocks, moaning at the explicit sight of it dripping between his fingers, but it eases the slide, and in no time he’s jerking the both of them off like his life depends on it.

It wasn’t uncommon for Yoongi to make Jungkook wait, whether it was because he was busy or just because he was being a little shit, but it never failed to rile Jungkook up. He felt feral now that he was finally allowed to give and seek pleasure as enthusiastically as he wanted to.

Beneath him, Yoongi can’t seem to quite stay still. Try as he might to appear like a hard-ass, Jungkook knew he was extremely sensitive, and it was only too clear to Jungkook from the way he twitched and jumped under Jungkook’s ministrations.

With eyebrows knitted tightly together and mouth unable to close, Yoongi lets out gasped breaths. “That’s it, Jungkookie,” he encourages, “just like that.”

Fired up by the praise, and knowing how much Yoongi loved to lie back and enjoy it, Jungkook tightens his grip and begins rocking his hips enough to increase the friction but remain within his own slippery grip.

He’s close, toe-curlingly so, but he grits his teeth and digs his fingers into Yoongi’s good shoulder to hold his orgasm at bay, soaking in Yoongi’s every reaction.

His boyfriend has a tell, one it didn’t take long to learn in the early days of their relationship, one that never fails to come in handy. In the immediate lead-up to his climax, Yoongi always gets a jittery right leg that can’t stay still when free. Underneath Jungkook, he just tenses and untenses the muscles of his thigh hopelessly, breathing in and out quicker than he can moan.

Jungkook grins, and it only takes pressing at Yoongi’s tip with his finger for the dam to break. Extra sensitive there, Yoongi spurts over Jungkook’s hand with a cry, bucking from beneath him.

Moaning, Jungkook tries and fails to hold himself back, collapsing onto Yoongi’s shoulder as he blindly jerks himself over the edge, Yoongi’s cum making every movement obscenely slick. His own joins the mix and he whimpers at the way his orgasm hits him hard, shivering through it.

He tries to catch his breath, rolling off Yoongi when the older man begins his usual grumble of being stuck, and winces at how sticky the two of them have become.

The two of them take the time to chill out, mingled breaths the only sound in the air, and as usual it’s Jungkook who recovers first.

“Phew!” he lets out with a slap to his own knee. “Imagine how much quicker we could’ve done that if you read your news on Twitter like a sane person.”

Yoongi clicks his tongue. “I don’t think there are many sane people on Twitter. Besides,” he states, “if I didn’t watch the news I wouldn’t have noticed that the exchange rate between won and euros is extremely favourable right now.”

Jungkook fiddles with the drying cum on his fingers, watching it cling to the skin when he parts them. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“Well, since Huawei didn’t tank, my firm won’t have any extra emergencies to deal with, so I think they could deal without me for a week or two. And your mid-term break is coming up soon, isn’t it?”

Pausing, Jungkook’s eyes widen. “Hyung, are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

Yoongi turns his head against the back of the couch to face Jungkook. “Let’s go on a trip. Just you and me. You wanted to see the Louvre, right?”

Jungkook’s mouth falls open, but before he can respond, he feels a throb of sensation. “Oh my god. I’m hard again.”

“You’re insatiable,” Yoongi quips, but it doesn’t feel much like a complaint when he’s tugging Jungkook closer by the front of his shirt, joining their lips together again.

Obstruction of Injustice

summary: Seokjin’s plans are foiled by one (1) Jeon Jungkook.

pairing: seokjin x jungkook

wc: 620

genre: fluff, pg

warning: none

a/n: i just love jinkook squabbling

pt 4 of @btsghostiewritersnet​ drabble marathon. prompt used: Character A and Character B are both trying to break into the same place on the same night by accident, only to be chased by the police upon meeting and having to hide in a closet/cupboard/etc together until they leave.

Kim Seokjin is many things, but strong he is not. Jungkook’s firm chest. Is currently pressed against his own. In a dark closet. And Seokjin swears his mind is spinning after feeling Jungkook’s puffs of breath fan onto his cheek.

“How much longer do we have to—”

“Ssh! Shut up!”

Jungkook brings a finger to his lips and Seokjin swears if he didn’t care about being caught by the police, he would have bitten that darn finger right off. He’s not supposed to be here. Not in this closet. Not with Jungkook. If it weren’t for the fool standing but two centimeters away from him, Seokjin would be frolicking outside right now with the stolen jewels in his pockets.

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Pairing: Yoonkook x Taehyung

Min Yoongi dreams about his beautiful, insatiable boyfriend Jeon Jungkook being fucked by a stranger and enjoys it far too much, to his own horror. Struggling with his new-found kink and Hot New Housemate Kim Taehyung (who can't keep his eyes off Yoongi's boyfriend), Yoongi realises this kink isn't going away any time soon, and Jungkook doesn't seem to mind in the slightest...

This fic isn't just soft smut. it's unbearably sexy smut laced with soft security. I enjoyed it so much. I love how there is angst about the situation without it being anxiety inducing, like we always are assured things will work out. And just... HOT? Shy Tae who wants to fuck than be fucked? Bratty Jungkook? Nonchalant but totally not Yoongi? And side sugar baby Namjoon? Gosh, I loved this story because even though there was already SO MUCH, we were clearly seeing a snapshot of the world these characters live in. Also the surprise switch to Jungkook's POV was wonderful to see how he felt about his relationship and Yoongi's fantasies. 10/10 characterization and smut.

Pairing: Jimin x Jungkook x Hoseok

It wasn’t until he was nineteen years old that Jungkook realised that maybe he was more than a little curious.

CUMPLAY MY DUDES but way more intense than I write. This fic captures the confusion and fear of self-discovery well before being accepted by your partners (and what chaos it can cause by not being open and communicative!)

SOFT IN THE STREETS SEX MACHINE IN THE SHEETS

THAT’S MY BABYBOY RIGHT THERE

London please, swerve into my boy’s lane. He may not be dark, but he can be dirty~~

For the Jin inspo, I’m sure this has been down many times before lol, but I’d love to eat lots of sexy foods/aphrodisiac foods with him and pop some champagne or wine, and then after that, he eats you too 🙃 seriously just imagine his lips all over your pussy like 🥵

Disclaimer - Writing this made me see Jin in a whole new light. Now Jin can come and get it. 

Warning - SMUT 18+ ONLY

Words - 2k

Preview -

he licks off the chocolate and opens his mouth ever so slightly as you push your finger inside.

hot and wet and so so erotic, he sucks on your finger and closes his eyes, savouring the taste.

the sight is enough to make you rip off all your clothes here and now.

the sexual tension is so intense you can feel the blood pumping in your chest, throbbing between your crossed legs.

you squeeze your thighs together, the pressure giving you a slight relief from the aching need.

you remove your finger as he leans across the table and he practically growls “you are so fucking hot, do you know what you’re doing to me?”

he ghosts his lips over yours, so close to kissing you…

“i want to taste you”

his words send you over the edge and you press your lips against his, desperate and needy.

you bite his bottom lip and he audibly moans.

fuck. 

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