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Hi! This is my first ever post and my first attempt at smut( its not in this part but its in the next one) I hope that if anyone reads this they enjoy it!!!! Also please leave comments and feedback. Might it be positiveor negative I will truly appreciate.<3

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗺! 𝘀𝘂𝗯! 𝗮𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝘀, 𝗱𝗼𝗺!𝗸𝗻𝗷, 𝘀𝘂𝗯!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗷𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁, 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗯𝘀, 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗼𝘆𝗲𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 (𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁), 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄!!

Also big thanks to @kimnjss for helping me on this. I appreciate you so much. Thank you 💖💖

Word count:1.5k

--------------------------------------------------------- You and Namjoon were sitting on the couch with your limbs intertwined with each other.

''Jonnieeee, I'm bored. Let's do something yeah?''. ''What do you have in mind my love''.

''Let's go out. An impromptu date.'' You anticipated his answer knowing that if he said no your plan would go to shit. ''Sure babe, whatever you want to do im fine with. Go get dressed and we'll get going''. You begin leaving small little kisses on Joon's face and then got up to go start getting ready for your date night.

You slowly walked back down the stairs while Joon's gaze was locked on your curves being hugged by your dress. You were wearing a red,skin tight dress that sat alittle above your knees. You knew this was Joon's favorite dress on you. Hell, this was your favorite dress on you...You looked absolutely decadent. When you caught her lovers eyes focused on you, you smirked, knowing that it was always hard for him to resist you when you looked this amazing."Do you think I look pretty baby?''. ''Yn, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever meet, and this dress, lord you know I love this dress. Where are we going tonight where you need this dress, because I could gladly stay here and rip this off you.'' You smiled wrapping your hands around Joon's neck ''We're going out. When we come home we can do whatever you want, k?''. Joon grabbed your waist pulling you unbelievably closer. ''You'll be lucky if i even last that long. Just wait till I get my hands on you''. With that you pushed Joon's chest to detach yourself and started pulling him out of the front door. Namjoon didn't even care to change. The quicker you he left the quicker he could come home and have his way with you.

You never liked to drive. In the 5 years you've been with Joon you have had to drive a total of maybe 4 times. So just on instinct Joon got into the drives seat and you into the passengers, dress riding up as you sat down. Joon noticed. He always notices, but he decided to ignore it for now. He started the car up but soon realized he didn't know where he was driving to. "So... how exactly am I supposed to get to the location when I have no clue what the plan is". You smiled to yourself. For someone with a 148 iq he sure doesn't think. " Well I, of course already have this planned out. I put the location into the GPS. Tap it, follow the instructions and we'll be there in no time" You leaned over and left a quick peck to his cheek as he pulled out of the driveway knowing not a clue of what was in store for him tonight.

The GPS soon notified you that you we're only 5 minutes away from your destination. Your body shook with anxiety and excitement. Joon took one hand off the wheel and placed it on your thigh. You could feel the wet spot forming in you lace blue panties(his favorites). You're face began to warm up with embarrassment. It was a simple move he always did that always seemed to calm your nerves, but tonight it was different. You knew that after this date you and you pussy were done for. Just thinking about all the ways he could wreck you made you roll your eyes back in your head. Without even realizing you let a small moan slip past your lips. Joon started rubbing your thigh, asking if you were ok. The question suddenly snapped you out of your thoughts. "Yea i-im ok, just um... excited. I really want you to like what I have planned" you said while taking shakey breaths. "I'm sure I'll love it Yn. You know I always love our date nights" You smiled to yourself hoping he would love this one as much as he had loved all the previous ones. The GPS said the destination was on the right and Joon began to pull into the buildings parking lot. You were in for a long night.

"The castle? What is this Yn." "Don't worry you'll like it." You reached into the backseat of the to grab a duffel bag that Joon failed to notice was in the car. "You seem to have put alot of thought in to this love." And of course you did. 2 weeks of finding the location. 2 weeks of waiting for you application to go through. 2 weeks of making sure everything was set up just the way you needed it to be. "I just want tonight to be fun. I want you to relax and enjoy yourself. Just enjoy yourself and go with the flow ok?" Joon just looked at you and muttered a small "ok". With the reassurance that you needed you got out the car and urged Joon to get out too. You got to the doors of the building and felt more giddy than ever. The bouncer guarding the doors looked you up and down, asking for your name. "Yn" you quickly responded. With a small nod he opened the doors and you quickly walked in pulling Joon behind you. Joon wondered how long you had this plan under you sleeve. You quickly sat him down on one of the plush couchs close to the stage. Joon could no longer take it. The urge to ask questions overcome him. "Love, what is all of this? How long have you been planning this? More importantly what the hell is this so called castle?" You giggled to yourself as you looked up at Joon, confusion written on his face. "The castle is a strip club. Thats all you need to know for right now. Just enjoy it Joonie" You slid yourself into his lap and kissed his perfectly sculpted jaw. "OK baby, ill enjoy myself".

A man's voice came over the speaker starling you right off of Joons lap. "30 minute call for all performers. I repeat 30 minute call." You grabbed you bag and set off to the back of the room. Before you could get away Joon grabbed your wrist. "And where exactly do you think you're going" he whispered in your ear not knowing he was causing you to leak more into your panties. "They called for performers. Im performing." You replied in a nonchalant tone. "Performing! Yn what the fuck are you talking about". You snatched your wrist away from him but his hold was too strong. "Joon... can you please not draw attention to us. I have to go but ill be back before you know it. So for the love of God, can you sit the fuck down and try to atleast enjoy yourself. I did put alot of effort into this ya know". "You owe me an explanation when you get home, do you understand me?" You stood on the tip of your toes leaning up to press a kiss to his nose. "I'll give you whatever you want when we get home, but you gotta let me go." He dropped your wrist and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "If people know i have a boyfriend they won't buy me for the night!" As soon as you say Joons expression you knew it was time to scurry off before you could be stopped again.

You were sat in the back apply makeup when your phone started going off with the ring tone you set for Joon.

🥰ᴍʏ ᴊᴏᴏɴɪᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ🥰

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Y/N... WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS ₁₀:₅₂

ANSWER ME!! ₁₀:₅₂

Y/N Y/L/N ₁₀:₅₄

You have 20 seconds to respond to me ₁₀:₅₄

I CAN SEE YOU READING MY FUCKING MESSAGES. ₁₀:₅₆

Oh, you're in for it tonight. You know not to make daddy mad. Don't you baby? Or are you just living up to your title of being my bratty little slut? ₁₀:₅₆

Your face lit up. That was your whole goal of tonight. Make him mad so he can fuck you senseless like the good slut you are. God you loved making him mad. You were daydreaming of him pounding into you when the intercom shot on again. "All performers to the stage. Auctions will begin in 5 minutes". Oh this was gonna be good.

You step on the stage with your dress still on while most of the other performers where all ready close to naked. You could care less about the rest of the eyes on you. You only needed Joons eyes on you. And oh were they on you. He eyed your body the second you stepped on stage, noting how good the lights made you look. Even from the stage you could see that his jaw was clenched. God you loved when he did that. A microphone boomed over the speakers and shook you from your thoughts. "Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to present... The ladies of the castle".

Hi! Can I request the FILTHIEST thing you can muster with namjoon? If there’s creampie and impreg kink I’ll be over the moon

This was one of the nights, when he came back home, after a long day of work and a full week wherein he wasn't home so much and didn't have much time to spend with you. He found you on your shared bed, laying on your tummy, earphones on your head, a book in your hands and a pillow between your thighs.

You were slightly grinding on it, maybe without even realising, the sight of your white silk panties and your innocent posture, making Namjoon's blood run through his cock, hardening it, causing it to twitch into his pants.

With slow steps, he made his way towards the bed and , with a move full of grace, he hovered on top of you, his crotch pressed on the curve of your ass, making you gasp, his face close to your ear, where he took off your earphones.

"I missed you, Y/N..." he whispered, placing a kiss on the side of your neck, before taking out the pillow in between your thick thighs, throwing it on the floor, making you stare back at him, your lips parting slightly, wanting to question him, causing him to smile softly and press his lips on yours.

"Hush, baby... continue reading." He said, making your cheeks heat up and turn your head towards the book, bitting your bottom lip in anticipation. "Good girl..." he muttered in your ear, nibbling slightly at she soft flesh, pulling it into his mouth with a tight suck, causing your breath to incrase.

With a slow move, where he brushed your clit slightly with the knuckles of his veiny hand, Namjoon, pushed your panties aside, his breath being caught in his throat, of the sight of your juicy cunt. Trailing his thumb up and down your folds, he was bitting his full bottom lip, watching the digit getting coaxed in your essence. As for you, you were trying to not make any sound, knowing very well he demanded you to keep reading your book. Making a sound and showing him you are not focused on your reading, but on this thumb running up and down your clit would only make your daddy stop.

"Good girl." He praised you omce more, pushing his veiny cock into you, down to base, taking you from behind, the new, but so well known feeling of you wrapped around him, making him moan in pleasure and for you to bite back your own whimper, holding tighter on your book. Getting his hands under your shoulders, he laid flat on your back, one of his hands wrapping firmly around your throat, squeezing it in an attempt of choking you , while two fingers of his other hand finding their way into your mouth.

Throwing your head back, like that and resting his chin on top of your head, Namjoon stared to thrust into you with force, fucking you rough, his cock roughly pushing between your walls, making your eyes grow wide. Ok, this was new...

"I. fucking. missed. you." he groaned, with hoarse voice, sending shivers down your spine, his hips meeting your ass while his cock was pushing further and further into you, bringing you close to your climax, faster than ever. You could tell her was close too, feeling his member pulsing inside of you.

"Gonna fill you up so well, my whore. Gonna give you all of my seeds and breed you like a kitten in heats. You would be so beautiful, with my cum leaking from your tight hole, wouldn't you, my princess?"he asked, a smirk playing on his lips seeing your face controlled in pleasure, getting red.

"Mgh...yeth, dadfy" you tried to talk, between the urge of holding back your moans and his fingers pressing on your tongue. The fact he was choking you didn't help either. He growled, hearing such a needy mess he transformed you into. "Pathetic little whore." he mumbled in your hair, pressing a kiss of top of your head, his hips pushing into you with short but deep moves, making you see stars, the orgasm washing over you hard, making you drop your book and hold into his strong arms, a loud moan leaving your throat, the pleasure causing your walls to spasm around his cock, squeezing it so tight,

making him give you a beautiful creampie.

Author's note: sorry for waiting that much, annonnieeee!!!🥺💕I hope I fullfilled your fantasy ^^

— namjoon concert pics💭

i want his 6ft tall ass to throw me across a room like a doll 🙁🙁🙁

Worth The Wait (M)

Request: can I have 6 and 47 with namjoon for the drabble please🥰🥺

Pairing: Namjoon x fem!reader

Genre: Smut, College!AU, Best Friend to Lovers

Warnings: Namjoon being too smart for his own good, protected sex, brief fingering, it’s pretty vanilla tbh

Word Count: 1.5K

It only took me five years (not really) to write this. I really need to stop writing only whenever I feel like it and FORCE MYSELF TO PRODUCE CONTENT FOR YOU THIRSTY BITCHES.

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Every passing second, you found it more and more difficult to stay focused on the words in the textbook before you, your heart beating at a rapid pace every time you stole a glance at the man across the room, sitting on the bed studying as well.

Despite your midterm coming up next week, you seemed to have little to no motivation to study, and simply spent all your time staring at Namjoon, who of course, was knee deep in his textbook, intent on passing his midterm unlike you.

Of course, you actually wanted to pass, but being around such a beautiful man most of the time took your attention away from your studies. Every time Namjoon would ask you to hang out, you’d accept, even with the knowledge that you would probably not get anything productive done.

Namjoon had been a close friend of yours since freshman year, sticking close to you for five semesters already. It was a wholesome friendship. You both trusted each other and felt comfortable in each other’s vicinity.

Of course, there was that one time you drunkenly made out at a party one night, but neither of you ever talked about it, although the memory would often come up when you looked at him.

And today was no exception.

Your eyes immediately landed on his arm muscles. Despite him saying he doesn’t work out much, you could tell he was lying by the way his biceps were straining through his skin tight shirt.

Suddenly, a voice snapped you out of your thoughts, and you were brought back to reality, Namjoon staring at you, concerned.

“Hey, you alright?” Namjoon asked. You inhaled sharply, embarrassed he had caught you staring, but you nodded and replied in a nervous voice.

“Yeah, just got distracted. Sorry,” You said, returning your attention to your textbook. Namjoon smiled, then did the same.

Of course, it wasn’t long until the next time you began staring at him again. Automatically you caught your bottom lip between your teeth as you looked at him from top to bottom, taking in his golden toned skin, his defined muscles, and his beautiful dimples. 

Only God knows the things you would do for this man.

“I saw that. You just checked me out,” Namjoon suddenly said, and your head snapped up from looking at his legs. You swore you felt your pupils shrink from terror. Why did he have to catch you at the worst time?

“No, I wasn’t,” You scoffed, trying to look back at your textbook when Namjoon spoke up again.

“You can’t lie to a psychology major. You’re looking away from me, fidgeting with the chair’s fabric, and you changed your position when you answered.”

“Maybe I’m just on edge because of the midterm.”

“And your breathing just changed to a faster pace.”

You stared at Namjoon with disbelief, wondering if you should keep denying it and expose yourself more, or just let it all out and regret it the next day.

“So what if I was checking you out?” You huffed, crossing your legs in the chair as you rested your chin in your palm, looking back down at your textbook.

“Take off your shirt,” Namjoon suddenly said, your head snapping up at his words.

“What?” 

“Did I stutter? I said, take off your shirt,” Namjoon said again, more sternly this time as he closed his textbook and stood up, placing it on his desk before walking over to you.

“Stop messing around, Joon.” You tried to look back down at your textbook, but Namjoon dug his finger under your chin and raised your head to look at him.

“Does it look like I’m messing around?”

And boy, he wasn’t wrong. The animalistic look in his eyes just pushed you to stand up and strip, dropping your textbook in the process. 

Namjoon stopped you as you fumbled with your jeans and pressed his lips to yours, your heart fluttering at the feeling of his lips finally on yours again after so long.

His movements were hungry and passionate, as if, he too, were waiting for this moment. His hands found your hips as he slid his tongue into your mouth, initiating a battle of dominance with yours.

Your hands reached up to tangle into his black locks, and when you pulled slightly, Namjoon groaned against your lips, further pressing his hips against yours to notify you of the growing tent in his pants.

Not wanting to wait any longer, you stepped back and took off the rest of your clothing, standing there in just your bra and panties, Namjoon staring you down and eating up your image. 

Namjoon hurried to take off his clothes as you laid down on the bed, your eyes landing on his perfectly sculpted chest all in its glory. Quickly, he climbed over you and connected your lips again, this time grinding his hips into yours, a moan escaping from your lips.

Namjoon slipped one hand down beneath your panties and swiped his fingers over your already drenched slit. You shivered at the feeling, Namjoon smirking against the skin of your neck. 

Slowly, he pushed two digits into you, stretching your tight walls. You threw your head back, having not felt a man’s touch for months at this point. 

“Joon, Namjoon please,” You begged, your nails dragging across his shoulders in desperation.

“You’re so cute begging for my cock like that,” Namjoon laughed, a whine leaving your lips from his teasing. “I’d love to tease you a little longer, but I can’t wait anymore.”

Namjoon hooked his fingers around the rim of your underwear and pulled them down, throwing them off into the corner of the room. You sat up and unclasped your bra, allowing it to join your pile of clothes off to the side. 

Meanwhile, Namjoon shimmied out of his boxers, finally revealing his length. Without any warning, Namjoon flipped you over so you were laying on your stomach, then reached into his bedside drawer for a condom.

After rolling on the condom, he lined himself up with your entrance and gripped your hips, slowly sinking into you inch by inch. The sinful moan that left your mouth had Namjoon twitching inside of you.

“Fuck, baby,” Namjoon cursed under his breath. 

“Joon, just fuck me already,” You whined, wanting him to move after moments of stillness, his length buried inside you.

Namjoon grunted and pulled his hips back, then slowly slid back in, creating a slow, sensual rhythm. Of course, knowing him, he wasn’t able to last long going so slow. In just a few seconds, he began laying into you with long, powerful strokes, his cock stretching your walls so perfectly.

Your fingers gripped at the bedsheets as you whimpered his name, focusing on the feeling of him filling you up. You could hardly believe your best friend of three years was buried deep inside of you, groaning your name as sweat dropped down his toned body, but here you were, lying face flat on the bed, taking his every thrust.

Namjoon’s movements grew more powerful with every second, like he was slowly losing control from the feeling of your walls wrapped around him. His body hovered over yours as he held your leg and bent it, placing it at an angle that left you more exposed to his punishing thrusts.

“Who does this pretty pussy belong to, hm? I want to hear you say it,” Namjoon panted in your ear, taking your earlobe between his teeth briefly.

“You, Joon! It’s yours!” You moaned out, screaming as the tip of his cock hit your cervix, brushing against your g-spot as he slid in. 

Namjoon hooked his arm around your waist and pulled you up against his chest, his hand rubbing over your clit. You leaned back into his shoulder and he kissed your exposed neck, groaning against your skin.

Namjoon’s thumb rubbed quick circles into your clit, and you gasped, feeling the growing waves of pleasure nearly crashing over your overwhelmed state. You pinched your eyes shut, your walls clenching tightly around Namjoon’s length.

“Cum, baby. Cum for me,” Namjoon moaned in your ear. Just as he pinched your clit, you felt everything inside you release at that moment, your pussy squeezing around Namjoon’s cock in an intense climax. 

Namjoon kept his grip on you, holding you in place as he thrusted through your high, coming to his own as he spilled into the condom, his hot breath against your cheek.

By the time you had come down from your climax, your legs were completely numb, and Namjoon had to carefully lay you back down on your back, allowing you to look at his sweaty figure atop of you.

Even though the both of you were breathless, Namjoon leaned in for a kiss, and you smiled, kissing him back tiredly, your body filled with an overwhelming feeling of adoration for no one but your best friend.

Something inside you wished he had caught you checking him out sooner. But either way, it was worth the wait.

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photobooth | knj

Summary: You never knew fucking in a photobooth, while all your friends are on the other side, could be this sweet. University AU! Porn with like 30% plot.

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader ft. Jaebum

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Word Count: 12k

Warnings: excessive swearing as usual, namjoon being soft and cute as shit because that is a warning in itself, jealous possessive sex, also a jealous namjoon, soft dom namjoon, sub reader, public sex, exhibitionism, fingering, joonie with his sinful mouth aka dirty talk, joon’s giant schlong, camera sex, technical porno-graphy (they take pics of them fucking), finger sucking, joon’s wicked tongue aka eating pussy, blowjob, squirting, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, forced orgasms, cum eating, cum play, handjob, degredation (use of slut), cum swallowing, gagging + choking (on cock), riding, penetrative sex, slight? pain kink, namjoon with A* stamina, creampie, cum feeding

A/N: There is actually only about 30% plot in this, I did the math. But also, please don’t ask me where this depraved fantasy was bred from because honestly, I have no words or excuses for the complete filth I just wrote.

It’s not very often that you find yourself partying. It’s not that you didn’t have an interest in it; it was more than you were partied out. Kind of sad and pathetic for someone who was still in their third year of university but it was the truth. You had practically exhausted yourself (and your bank account) during your first two years of university, attending every club night, house party and drinking related college event that you could. You were still known across campus as the first year girl who downed an entire bottle of tequila before stealing some traffic cones (causing several issues with traffic the next day) just so you could use the said cones as party hats for the various statues littered around your campus.

That day had practically gone down in history.

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