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Channel Eden: Live! (6) (M)

Summary: Welcome to Channel Eden, a live broadcast where your sessions are recorded live and shared across the space station Illume, where all human life is located. During this time, you will be paired with other Kiwanos and Roses for private time, allowing you to rise up in the ranks and gain more attention. Remember, consent is our #1 priority!

Pairing: Taehyung x Black Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, live cam sex, broadcasted sex, pet play, anal, vibrator usage, leash and collar usage, rough sex

Word Count: 1.7K

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Floor 20, Room 25…

Floor 20? The higher levels were reserved for Private Rooms and Purchased Sessions. Why were you on Floor 20? 

Wanting to find out, you quickly made your way out of the shop, bag in hand, heading down the hall to the elevator. Luckily, it was empty, and you were able to step in and press the Floor 20 button, the doors closing to take you up to the designated level. You squirmed nervously, your stomach fluttering in curiosity. 

When the doors opened, you practically ran out of the elevator and down the halls, searching for your room. Just stepping through the halls made your breathing rapid and shallow. You could feel your pulse pounding in your temples. You felt your insides grow warm in an unpleasant way and your stomach, though empty, writhed as if struggling with a rich meal.

Finally, you found your room, and you lifted your wristband to the scanner on the door, but it took a moment to register, your heart skipping a beat as you waited for your wristband to vibrate. After a few seconds, it finally vibrated, and the door opened, revealing a much more luxurious room than the rest you had been in. 

A dull purple lighting filled the room. At the back was a full bathroom, separated by a glass wall. On the wall across from the bed was a large flat-screen TV, displaying the current room, your figure coming into the frame as you walked further into the room. You nearly jumped when you saw yourself on the screen, though, to be honest, you should’ve been used to it by now. 

You set your bag down on the table beneath the TV, opening it to pull out a boxed pink vibrator. With a sigh, you opened the box and pulled out the already charged vibrator, setting it down on the bed beside you.

You clenched your fists tightly, until your nails dug into the palm of your hand, but you barely noticed. The only thing you were really aware of, was the sound of your heart throbbing against the cage of your chest. So naturally, when your Kiwano came in the room, you hadn’t noticed until he was standing in front of you.

You jumped slightly at his sudden appearance and looked up at him, your mouth opening at his features. Holy shit, this man was fucking gorgeous. Were you really about to sleep with him, or was this just a dream?

From behind his back he pulled out a collar with the word “KITTEN” sewn into it, along with a leather leash attached to it. Silently, he leaned down and brushed your hair out of the way, locking the collar around your neck, and tightening it until it fit comfortably around your neck. You gulped, eyes unable to leave his as he ran his fingers over your collarbones and dug them underneath your chin, raising your head slightly.

“The name’s Taehyung…” The man said, smirking slightly as he looked over your embarrassed expression. “But tonight it’s Master.”

Taehyung suddenly pulled the leash forward, causing you to fall off the bed and onto your knees in front of him. You yelped, propping yourself up on your hands when Taehyung grabbed your shoulders, turning you around to face the bed, bending your torso over the edge. He reached around to unbutton your shirt, sliding the fabric off, then hooked his fingers around your bra, unclasping it then sliding it off as well. 

Taehyung’s fingers travelled down to your skirt, and he tugged slightly, but when he realized he had to unbutton it, he groaned and lifted you up, dropping you on the bed without a word. You gasped from his sudden movement, turning around to look at him, but he gripped your hair and pushed your head back down into the mattress. 

“No looking, kitten,” Taehyung ordered, and you nodded, keeping your eyes on the sheets. Taehyung slid his hands underneath you, unbuttoning your skirt before pulling it off, along with your panties. He took off your heels and dropped them in the pile of clothes beside him. “I want to make you tremble and squirm and cry out my name as I make you cum.”

You whimpered from his words, grinding your hips into the mattress from a need for stimulation. Taehyung laughed and bent your leg, giving him better access to your dripping pussy. He slid two fingers over your slit, making you shiver at his touch.

“You were expensive, you know,” Taehyung said, suddenly sliding his fingers into you. You gasped and moaned lightly, face pressed into the sheets as Taehyung slowly scissored your walls, preparing you for his cock. “I’ve been saving up for someone like you.”

You bucked your hips up slightly, allowing Taehyung’s fingers to fall deeper into you. You let out a deep moan, eyes pinching shut as your mind numbed and reduced to a husk. Suddenly, Taehyung pulled his fingers out of you, and instead in his place was the pink vibrator you had bought, the toy slowly sinking into your heat. 

The vibrator switched on, and you gasped as you went from 0 to 100, your thighs shaking slightly from the sudden stimulation. Taehyung moaned, pumping the vibrator in and out of your tight walls, his thumb pressing against your clit, rubbing it in slow circles. 

“Have you ever tried anal, kitten?” Taehyung asked, humming as he continued rubbing into your sensitive bud. You shook your head, and he tapped the inside of your thigh, his voice deep and commanding. “Look at me.” You turned your head to look back at him. “Do you wanna try it?”

You nodded, but apparently that wasn’t enough for Taehyung as he thrusted the vibrator deep into you, simultaneously switching it up another level. Your mouth fell open, a silent moan escaping when Taehyung spoke up again.

“Use your words, kitten.”

Heat rushed to your cheeks, but you somehow forced the words out of your mouth, resulting in a low groan from Taehyung.

“Yes, Master,” You said.

Taehyung smiled and stood up, leaving the vibrator in you as he stepped over to the table against the wall, reaching into his bag to pull out a bottle of lube. Taehyung set the bottle down beside you on the bed and took a moment to undress himself, throwing his clothes off to the side before applying the lube to your tight hole. He laid beside you, lifting you onto his lap. The vibrator fell deeper into you as you sat on his thigh, a muffled moan leaving your lips.

“Ride me, kitten,” Taehyung commanded. You nodded, lifting your hips up as your hand wrapped around his cock. You guided him to your hole, letting the head of his cock enter you at first. You let out a broken moan, taking in the new feeling of being stretched out so deliciously. Taehyung gripped your hips, guiding you down onto his cock.

You cringed forward, burying your face into Taehyung’s shoulder as he sat up. You muffled a heavy cry and Taehyung turned his face to your ear, kissing the skin and stroking your hair.

“Go slow, kitten. We have time.”

You whimpered and nodded, beginning to lower yourself on his cock at your own pace, taking him inch by long inch. You cling to his shoulders, your grip getting tight and then loosening and tight again. Taehyung waited patiently, letting you get adjusted, his hands on your waist, making sure your charge was steady and balanced.

At that final inch you both let out long sighs. You threw your head back and Taehyung rocked his hips slowly, biting his lower lip. 

“Fuck, kitten, you feel so good.”

You laughed a little and wrapped your arms around Taehyung’s neck. You have your hips a little thrust and Taehyung took the hint, holding your waist tighter as he began to move. 

Taehyung rolled his hips slow at first, sliding in and out of your body, but the faster you moved, the quicker he moved, keeping up with your ecstatic movements. Taehyung slapped your ass and thrust harder into you.

“F-Fuck!” You gasped, overwhelmed by the feeling of him filling you and the vibrations of the toy inside your pussy. Sweat beaded at your temples, making your hair stick to your forehead. 

You closed your eyes, wild profanities and incoherent screams falling from your opened mouth. Your voice echoed throughout the room; quite possibly through the closed door and into the hallway.

“Fuck, that’s it, kitten. Just like that. Ride Master just like that,” Taehyung moaned, bringing his hand down onto your cheek again. Your pussy clenched around the vibrator, and you felt Taehyung twitch inside you. 

Taehyung gripped your cheeks, holding you in place so he was able to ram up into you, loud, high-pitched moans leaving your mouth with every one of his thrusts. You clawed at his back, dragging your nails down his skin until he hissed in your ear from the pain.

Taehyung’s thrusts grew faster, and soon, he was ramming into you at a relentless pace, stretching you wide open. You cursed loudly and buried your face in the crook of his neck, simply taking his punishing thrusts like the good girl you were.

“Fuck, I love the sounds you make,” Taehyung growled, nipping at your earlobe as he thrusted particularly deep into you. You cried out his name, clenching around the vibrator again, feeling the coil deep in your stomach beginning to unravel.

Without warning, other than more screams, you came around his cock. You dug your nails into his shoulders and pushed your head into the crook of his neck. Taehyung grabbed you, holding you close and helping you ride out your orgasm. 

Taehyung quickly followed behind you, cumming inside you, your body clenching tight around his cock. The two of you collapsed on the bed, your bodies limp and tired and sweaty.

You took a few deep breaths as Taehyung ran a lazy hand over your leg, eliciting shy whimpers from the motion. He reached between your legs to switch off the vibrator and pulled it out of you, dropping it on the sheets. He cupped the side of your face with his hand, and you leaned into his touch slightly, your eyes fluttering closed.

“I hope I can buy another session with you, kitten,” Taehyung smirked, and you smiled back.

“I hope so too.”

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Channel Eden: Live! (7) (M)

Summary: Welcome to Channel Eden, a live broadcast where your sessions are recorded live and shared across the space station Illume, where all human life is located. During this time, you will be paired with other Kiwanos and Roses for private time, allowing you to rise up in the ranks and gain more attention. Remember, consent is our #1 priority!

Pairing: Namjoon x Black Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, live cam sex, broadcasted sex, daddy kink, choking, creampie, implied eightsome at the end

Word Count: 2K

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 Someone was watching you, you were sure of it. Everywhere you went in the Channel Eden building, it felt like there was a pair of eyes watching and noting your every move. Everytime you turned around, however, resulted in nothing more than empty and barren hallways. You’d shrug it off as a misplaced sixth sense, but the way you were gaining more attention from your fellow Roses and Kiwanos made you think back to the previous rumors of the highest ranked Kiwano having his eyes on you. Of course, now, they could mean that literally.

 One full week had passed since you registered as a Rose at Channel Eden, and you’d had at least a dozen sessions, all of which were hot on the channel. More live sessions of you were in demand, but the past few Kiwanos you’d been matched up with weren’t exactly your type, doubt starting to fester at the AI’s compatibility module. Fortunately, you still had some hope, as you were paired with those Korean men earlier this week, and all of their sessions have proved to be more than fulfilling.

When you exited the shop today, you bumped into someone as you left, since you were occupied by your wristband and its information. You apologized profusely, looking up to meet the person’s eyes, but the moment your eyes landed on him, you froze.

 Drop dead fucking gorgeous.

 The man had a heart shaped face, his wide eyes set in a gorgeous almond shape. His cheeks puffed up as he smiled, a set of dimples embedded into his grin. He stared down at you with a gentle but examining expression, his eyes eventually wandering your body, like he was assessing your every feature.

 “Uh…” You said, standing frozen under his gaze.

 “Sorry,” The man said, smiling to himself as he looked off to the side, glancing at the TV screen showing previous broadcasts from this morning. “I’ll be out of your hair.”

 You nodded, walking past him when he spoke under his breath, his words making you stop in your path.

 “Though I have a feeling we’ll meet again very soon.”

 Confused by his words, you sighed and continued down the hallway, waiting for the elevator to come down. You looked at your wristband, checking to see the floor and room.

 This time, you were booked for the Penthouse at the very top of the building. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, but kicked your concern aside when the elevator finally came down. You entered the elevator, looking for the Penthouse button, but there was a small label reading: RESERVED. UNLOCK WITH WRISTBAND.

 Humming with a tone of surprise, you lifted your wristband to the red light next to the Penthouse label, and after a few seconds, your wristband vibrated and the light turned green, the doors closing instantly. The elevator took you up to the top floor, where you had never seen before, not even in the broadcasts. It must have been reserved for only the top members.

 When you reached the floor and the doors opened, your breath left your lungs at the sight of the penthouse. It was breathtakingly beautiful, swirls of violet and blue painting the modern looking bedroom. The bed was round, and the sheets were silk and neatly made. You stepped into the room, mouth agape at its size, when your eyes suddenly landed on someone near the window.

 The man turned around, and your eyes widened quickly. 

 “Told you we’d meet again.”

 It was the man from earlier that you had bumped into. Something else seemed familiar about him, but you couldn’t quite remember what. 

 “What’s your name, doll?”

 “Y/N,” You answered, and he smiled as he made his way over to you.

 “I’m Namjoon,” The man replied, and it instantly clicked in your brain.

 Kim Namjoon, the highest ranked Kiwano in Channel Eden. You had a session… with him.

 “But you’re, how-” Namjoon laughed and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to fill the gap between your lips. You jumped slightly from the sudden contact, but easily melted into his touch, his lips enveloping yours with warmth. Namjoon pulled away, his intense stare making you shy away.

 “I’ve had my eye on you for a while. I thought it would be nice to get to know each other,” Namjoon explained as he slipped his hand into yours, tugging you toward the bed to sit you down. You bounced slightly as you made contact with the mattress, the material surprisingly soft. Then again, everything in this room must be luxury.

 “Well, what do you wanna know?” You asked, not realizing the many directions this conversation could have gone. Namjoon smirked and sat beside you, his hand on your thigh.

 “Favorite color?”

 You nearly snorted out loud.

 “Why?!” You laughed, wondering why on Earth he would want to know something as stupid as that.

 “I like to get to know the people I’m with before I fuck their brains out,” Namjoon said bluntly, his lips curving upwards slightly at your flushed state. You sighed and shrugged to yourself, raising your hands in defeat.

 “Yellow.”

 “See, you just said a random color.”

 You frowned and gave him a questioning look, but he looked as serious as anyone could be. You sighed again and looked out of the window to the rest of the station, answering truthfully.

 “Coral,” You said.

 Namjoon smiled and dug his fingers under your chin, turning your head to face him. He laughed wryly then leaned in, connecting your lips. You slipped your hands up to cup his face, and Namjoon took that as his cue to slip his tongue into your mouth. 

 He quickly slid his hands down to discard of your shirt, breaking the kiss for a moment as he took the time to undress you and himself. He laid you back on the bed, slightly grinding his hips against yours as he climbed over you. He kissed you again, your tongues in a battle for domination. 

 You moved your hand down to his erection and began to stroke him gently, a low moan escaping from his mouth. He thrusted slightly into your hand and tilted his head to deepen the kiss. You squeezed your hand around him, and he groaned, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, placing a wet kiss to your throat as he whispered against your skin.

 “Daddy needs you, doll.”

 You whined, hips bucking up slightly from his words, in need for pleasure. Namjoon laughed and brought his hand down to swipe at your lower lips, making you arch your back, a small moan escaping from your mouth.

 “You’re so sexy when you’re all hot and bothered,” Namjoon moaned against your skin, his finger teasing your entrance. “You’re dripping, doll. Do I get you that excited?”

You nodded furiously, just wanting to feel him inside you already. Luckily, it seemed that Namjoon couldn’t wait any longer either, and positioned himself between your folds, giving you a nod before sinking into your heat inch by inch. You cursed loudly and threw your head back into the mattress underneath you, focusing on the stretch from his massive size.

Namjoon kissed your cheek a few times, checking to make sure you were okay, and once you gave him a nod of approval, he began to move his hips slowly, rocking in and out of you at a steady pace. You gripped onto the back of his neck, mouth open as a few moans fell out with his thrusts.

Namjoon felt so good inside of you, like he was the final puzzle piece you were missing for your entire life. Every single one of his movements felt like heaven, and the pure bliss he sent you through had your head spinning and body yearning for more. 

“Daddy, faster…” You begged, sinking your nails into the skin on the nape of his neck. Namjoon hissed and nodded, looking down to where you were joined before suddenly ramming up into you, making you cry out.

“That’s it. Take it all, take all of daddy’s cock,” Namjoon growled, his nails digging into your sides as he held you in place, beginning to move his hips at a faster pace. You moaned loudly, Namjoon’s groans mixing to create a symphony of pleasure. Namjoon slammed into you and hit your g-spot, making you gasp from the feeling.

Namjoon continued thrusting into you, his cock brushing against your g-spot with every snap of his hips, the sound of your thighs meeting his and your moans being the only thing that filled the room. He let out a few soft grunts in time with his thrusts, looking down at your face, contorted in pleasure. He smirked to himself, knowing he was doing a proper job.

Namjoon suddenly wrapped his hands around your throat, cutting off your air supply for a few seconds. You gasped and clenched around him, surprised but aroused by his dominance. Your body went limp and you laid there, taking Namjoon’s punishing thrusts, his loud moans and growls pushing you closer to the edge.

You felt yourself convulsing around his cock, and Namjoon took that as his cue to let go of your throat, instead moving a hand down between your legs, his thumb pressed against your clit. Your back arched in surprise, and you bit your bottom lip to prevent any further sound from coming out. The way he was slowing down indicated he was close to cumming too.

“Cum, doll,” Namjoon moaned, slamming into you at the exact same time he pinched your clit, ultimately sending you into a spiral of pleasure, your walls squeezing around him as your eyes shut and your back arched, the waves of your orgasm washing over you. 

Namjoon cursed and slowly came to a stop, his cock twitching as his seed spread inside your still pulsating walls, a quiet moan escaping your mouth from the feeling. He pulled out of you and collapsed on the bed beside you, your breaths matching at an uneven pace.

You rested beside him for a while, silent and still as he ran his fingers over your arm, a warm smile spread across his lips as he looked down at you.

Oh, how you wish this could last forever.

After your session with Namjoon, you immediately gained much more attention from the other Kiwanos and Roses, your rank rising to 140 in only one week. You were at the top of the charts 24/7, and dozens of Kiwanos and Roses purchased time with you in hopes of having a session just like the ones they saw. The future looked bright at Channel Eden.

You let out a loud sigh of exhaustion as you stumbled into your home, setting your coat on the coat rack. You stretched your arms, groaning slightly from the soreness of your body. Today, you’d had at least 5 sessions, and you were all fucked out. To be honest, you were thinking about taking the next day off.

You headed to the kitchen, opening the fridge to take out the ingredients for dinner. You began cooking, your clumsiness making itself present as you spilled multiple ingredients, but your cleaning robot activated and cleaned up the mess before you could even notice there was one.

Just as you set the plate down on your dining table, there was a buzz at the front door. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, slowly treading over to the front door, looking through the glass. Your eyes immediately widened, and for a moment, you thought you were seeing things, but when you opened the door, the sight was all the same.

Outside were Jungkook, Yoongi, Taehyung, Jimin, Namjoon, Hoseok, and Seokjin. The seven Kiwanos you were attracted to the most at Channel Eden were now standing right in front of your house. Mouth agape, you tried to speak, but only silence escaped.

Namjoon smirked, then stepped forward slightly, glancing back at the other men before looking at you, eyes bright and sparkling.

“Ready for Round 2?”

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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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You’re My Christmas Present // PJM

Pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre: Fluff, Established Relationship

Warnings: just a brief mention of sex and Jimin being a lil’ perv (staring at the booty)

Word Count: 2.5K

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The cold air rushed through your front door as you and Jimin stumbled into your house, small clumps of snow falling from the sides of your boots and onto the hardwood floor below. 

“Baby, close the door! It’s so cold outside,” Jimin whined, sculpted flakes of snow falling from his red beanie. Quickly, you shut the door, the flow of the freezing winter air stopping in its tracks, the warmth of your home beginning to take its place. As you looked back, you could still see the grey sky through the door’s glass pane, a flurry of snow falling from overhead. 

“Goddamn, I’m freezing. I hate winter so much,” You groaned, still feeling the lingering sensation of winter’s touch against your skin. Jimin, who had begun to take off his coat, smiled at you with flushed cheeks.

“Come here, let me warm you up,” Jimin offered, stepping toward you to pull you into his embrace, only to jump at your cold hand against his. “Oh my god, your hands are so cold!” Despite his words, he still leaned down to press a kiss to your nose. “Ah, your nose too!”

“What, you don’t like my cold hands?” You teased, reaching out to touch the back of his neck, causing him to yelp and raise his hands in defense. 

“No no keep your hands away from me! It’s too cold!” Ignoring his protests, you laughed and began to place your hands all over his bare skin, earning whimpers of annoyance that devolved into laughter from your boyfriend. “Stop, Y/N!”

Jimin suddenly grabbed you by your wrists and pulled you toward him, ceasing your movement. Without warning, he leant down and captured your mouth in his in a short, sweet kiss. 

“You know what you need right now? Blankets and pillows.” 

“We could just have sex to get warm,” You shrugged, shooting a playful smirk at Jimin.

“Okay, yeah, we will do that later, but I think right now you need some hot chocolate,” Jimin hummed, wrapping his arms around your waist when you tried to pull away and turn around. “No no no going back out. We’re staying in this afternoon.”

“But I have to buy a present for my co-worker Doyun-”

“Ugh, don’t even waste your time with him. He got you a Peanut M&M dispenser last Christmas, you don’t need to get him anything.” Jimin smiled and tilted his head, looking down at you with a certain softness to his eyes. “Besides, I have plans for us today, and it starts with some hot chocolate. Come on, into the kitchen we go.”

You immediately groaned in protest, but Jimin simply ignored it and pulled you into the kitchen to prepare two mugs of hot chocolate. While he was waiting for the milk to warm up, he whisked together the cocoa and sugar, then looked back at you, his hands still moving.

“Did you get the decorations?”

“Yep, they’re in the living room,” You nodded, pointing to a plastic container box filled with Christmas decorations.

“Good.” After a few minutes, Jimin had finished the hot chocolate and poured it into two separate mugs, handing one to you. “And here is some creamy hot chocolate just like you like.” Then, from behind his back, he pulled out a bag of marshmallows. “And marshmallows. Jumbo sized.”

“Jimin, these are way too big!” You huffed, holding the bag over the mug to see if even one marshmallow could fit.

“No, they’re not too big. They’ll melt,” Jimin dismissed, but you just threw him a steely glare. “Come on, you know this, Y/N. How many do you want- hey!” Not even a second later, you had opened the bag and began to eat the marshmallows. “Stop eating the- what are you- those are our hot chocolate marshmallows!” Jimin huffed and snatched the bag away from you, setting it down on the counter. “I thought we were saving our appetites for dinner.”

“I can deal with having a few marshmallows,” You said, batting your eyelashes innocently, immediately making Jimin give in. 

“Okay, fine! Here, one more for you, and one more for me. There.” Jimin dropped one more marshmallow into both your mug and his own mug. While he had turned around for a moment, you reached over to the bag of marshmallows and snuck one more out. “Hey, I see you sneaking the marshmallows.”

You snapped your hand back to your side and looked off to the side, avoiding eye contact with Jimin who was laughing at your antics. 

“I wasn’t sneaking anything,” You mumbled.

“You idiot,” Jimin giggled, shifting his mug into one hand to cup your cheek with his free hand. He pulled you closer and pressed his lips against yours, smiling against you as he pulled away. “Come on, it’s decorating time. You can bring the bag of marshmallows.”

Eagerly grabbing the bag, you followed Jimin to the living room as he opened the plastic container and pulled out a string of curtain fairy lights. After tucking it under his arm, he grabbed your hand and began to pull you down the hall, confusion suddenly striking you.

“Wait, where are we going?” You asked.

“Your room,” Jimin answered, looking back at you with a half smile. “I thought that, um, we could decorate the living room later.”

“Why do we need to decorate my room?”

“Have you never decorated your bedroom before?” You shook your head, and Jimin nodded, licking his lips for a moment. “It’s cool. You get to put these up.” Jimin looked down at the lights under his arm. “Ah, what are they called? Fairy lights or whatever. It makes the place look all nice and warm and cozy. And, uh, maybe a little bit romantic. So when you’re lying in bed at night, you’ll feel super Christmassy.”

“I don’t think that’s a word, babe,” You snickered. Jimin just rolled his eyes in response as you both entered your room, only to be greeted by a complete mess covering the floor.

“Oh my god, jagi, why is your room so messy?” Jimin gawked, letting go of your hand to tangle his fingers in his hair.

“Hey, it’s not that messy!” You growled, picking up a balled up shirt to throw it at him. “What, you’re gonna demand to decorate my room and then insult it as soon as you walk in? You are a cruel man, Park Jimin.”

“I’m just saying! There’s like clothes and stuff on the ground and- what is this?” Jimin cut himself off as he bent down to look into a half-open box, but you shouted for him to get away.

“Hey! Don’t touch that! Just turn around while I tidy up a bit.”

“Okay, okay. I’m not looking,” Jimin laughed, turning around as you began to pick up your old clothes and books from the floor, putting them back where they belonged. You looked at Jimin for a second, and you almost swore you could’ve seen him turned around.

“Are you peeking, Jimin?” You questioned in a disappointed tone. 

“Don’t worry, I’m not peeking.” Jimin shook his head, letting out a little laugh of disbelief at your childlike behavior. “Can I look yet? Have you tidied up everything?”

“Give me a second.” After a few more items, your room was definitely more presentable and you scanned over your now clean floor with a sigh of relief. You then turned to Jimin, who was still turned around, his eyes shut tightly. You snuck up in front of him, then stood on your toes to reach his lips and give him a quick kiss. His eyes fluttered open and he looked down at you with a small pout.

“Hey, you can’t sneak kisses in like that. It’s not fair,” Jimin huffed, but his demeanor changed in a second when he pulled you into a tight hug. “You’re so much warmer now.” Jimin pulled back slightly and placed a light kiss on your forehead, a smile creeping onto your face from his gentle touch. “Alright, jagi. Let’s see, how are we gonna put these lights up?” Jimin picked up the bundle of fairy lights he had set down on your desk, along with his hot chocolate. “What do you think?”

“I don’t know,” You sighed, looking around the room for any ideas, Jimin doing the same.

“Well, there’s an outlet right next to your bed, so why don’t we hang them up on either side over your bed?” Jimin suggested with a slight smile. “That work?” You shrugged and nodded, Jimin cheeks rising along with his lips as he kissed your temple. “Alright, princess. Do you want to put them up?”

“Sure.”

You took the lights from Jimin and loosened the wires while he dragged over your desk chair against the wall. Carefully, you stepped onto the chair, carrying the lights up with you.

“Here, be careful, jagiya. Don’t fall,” Jimin whispered, his hand on the small of your back. When you turned to look at him, you wobbled slightly, but Jimin’s hand kept you steady. “Wait, let me hold you.”

Jimin gripped either side of your hips, his grasp tight to ensure that you wouldn’t fall. You glanced at him with a questioning look and a slight laugh leaving your mouth.

“What are you doing?” You asked, a little suspicious of his darkening eyes.

“Nothing!” Jimin laughed, his eyes squinting. “I’m just making sure you don’t fall down.” You kept glaring at him, but he huffed and pouted slightly. “Why are you looking at me like that? I’m just holding you still, cutie. This is for… uh… support.”

“You’re so stupid.”

“Just put the lights up. Gosh, I’m not even allowed to enjoy the view,” Jimin groaned. You laughed and turned around, reaching up to hang up the lights. A minute flew by and the left side of the lights were hung up. “Okay, let’s do the other side.” Jimin helped you down from the chair, his hands still on your hips. You placed your hand on the chair and threw him an inquiring look.

“Should I bring this with me?” Jimin nodded and he dragged the chair to the other side of the bed, preparing to lift you up when you spoke up. “Do you wanna do this one?”

“No no, you can do this one too if you want,” Jimin encouraged.

“Why?” You asked, drawing out the sound of the word.

“Uh, because it’s your room.”

“You sure you’re not just trying to look at my ass again?”

“What? I’m innocent, so innocent I would never even think of it. It’s your room, you put up the lights, right?” Jimin said with an angelic smile and a small eyebrow raise.

“Mmm, whatever you say.”

“Alright, cutie. Up you go.” Jimin once again helped you up onto the chair and kept you steady with his hands as you put up the right side of the lights. “Are you ticklish when you stretch to put the lights up?”

“No,” You scoffed.

“Really? Not even if I do this?” Jimin suddenly began to attack your ribcage with his fingers, pushing a squeal out of you. You slapped his hands away and glared at him.

“Jimin!”

“Okay, okay! I’ll stop,” He laughed, shaking his head.

“I hate you.”

“You love me.” Thankfully, Jimin didn’t tickle you again and you were able to finish putting up the lights. Your boyfriend helped you off the chair and patted your head lightly. “Come on, let’s see how these look. Go turn off the lights and I’ll plug these in.”

You nodded and walked over to the light switch, flipping it so the ceiling light turned off while Jimin plugged in the fairy lights, bathing the room in a warm, yellow light. Jimin made his way back over to you, wrapping his arm around your waist. 

“Wow, that looks so cool. Do you like them?” Jimin asked, looking down at you with a toothed smile.

“It looks so cozy,” You commented, nodding.

“Do you wanna lie down? Maybe take a break while we drink our hot chocolate and enjoy the lights?”

“Alright.”

You both grabbed your hot chocolate from the desk and laid down on the bed, setting your mugs on the bedside table so you could hold each other. Your limbs were tangled underneath the covers, and Jimin’s arms were snaked around you, holding you close.

“It’s so comfy and warm in here,” Jimin hummed in contempt. 

“I know. I never wanna leave,” You added, nestling further into Jimin’s chest.

“Same, I never want to get out of bed.” Jimin placed a kiss on your head and petted your hair slowly. “Something about this time of year just makes me want to hibernate with you. Especially when I’m at work. Probably a good thing that we’re so busy, because then when we spend time together like this, it’s even better.”

Nodding, you just nestled into him further, your nose pressed against his neck and your arm resting on his waist.

“You’re so warm,” You breathed, fluttering your eyes shut.

“Yeah, I’m a super warm puppy right now,” Jimin laughed. He raised his head slightly then spoke in a quiet voice. “Hey, these lights were a really good idea. They’re really pretty.”

“Yeah, they are,” You agreed, opening your eyes again to look at the lights above your head.

“Can I tell you a little secret though?”

“What?” You looked back at Jimin, whose cheeks were painted a light pink.

“Come closer.” You inched closer, but Jimin shook his head. “Closer.” Once again, you moved closer, yet Jimin scoffed and pulled you closer. “Closer.” He stared into your eyes, the golden light of the fairy lights reflecting in his mocha eyes, dazzling like embers. Then, with a smile, he whispered against your lips. “You’re prettier.” He then kissed you for a transitory moment, tugging on your bottom lip as he pulled away. “You’re also a marshmallow thief.”

Laughing from embarrassment, you just shook your head and sighed. “I’m sorry. I was craving them.”

“Don’t worry, we have a lot.” Jimin kissed you again, then pulled you against his chest, his fingers playing with your hair. “You know, something about spending Christmas time together is so nice. I feel like I’m the luckiest man alive this year.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because, I have you for Christmas. It’s like I already got my present. I got the best present that I could ever wish for, and I haven’t even been a good boy this year.”

“No, you definitely have not, especially with all of that jacket falling from your shoulder bullshit,” You laughed, earning a small giggle from Jimin too. 

“Still, thank you for being my best Christmas present that I ever had,” Jimin whispered, nestling his head into yours.

“No problem,” You smiled, cutting yourself off with a quiet yawn.

“You tired?” Jimin asked, looking down at you with half-lidded eyes.

“A little.”

“Close your eyes and I’ll wake you up in a bit, jagiya.” You nodded and closed your eyes, letting your body relax when you felt Jimin press a kiss to your forehead and whisper one last thing to you. “Merry Christmas.”

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shoutout to that one person from Reddit who said they got an Peanut M&M dispenser from their mom for Christmas even though they were allergic to peanuts - that’s chaotic evil energy right there

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helLO pARADISE, mY NAMe IS | myg (m)

➳ PAIRING: hades!yoongi x persephone!y/n

➳ GENRE: smut, just a tiny bit of angst, greek myth!au

➳ WORD COUNT: 10k

➳ WARNINGS: attempted kidnapping, mentions of death

➳ SUMMARY: Buried in the Earth where seasons did not exist, where all prosperous life perished, and Helios’s blinding light could not touch; you slept soundly in the arms of darkness.

➳ A/N: oomf first fic of 2019! i love greek myths so i hope i did it justice… and feedback is always welcome! anyways, happy new year everyone and i hope you enjoy!! 

As the clouds wept for their fallen god, he was consumed by the Earth, sinking into the deepest parts of despair where humanity no longer existed and death lurked in the inky shallows of Styx. He found himself trapped inside the loneliest void the world had to offer. His brothers did not grieve for his loss for they found comfort in their own luxury above where the Earth flourished in his absence. As flowers began to blossom in Spring, he created a kingdom where isolation and despair found solace in the arms of the dead.

Eons of solitude wore away at his weary soul, and he longed for Helios’s blinding rays to grace his pale skin, to see blooming gardens rise from dirt, and for the smell of earthy petrichor once again. He wanted—needed—his own slice of Elysian in the Hell he, unfortunately, called home.

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⇢ Yoga instructor!JHS x F!Reader

⇢ 4.1k

⇢ teasing, sir kink, praise kink, pet names, oral (m. receiving), deepthroating, hair pulling, fingering, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, thigh riding, ruined orgasm, squirting, unprotected sex, overstimulation, creampie, kissing, soft dom!hoseok, sub!reader (I changed some of the tags, i decided they didn’t fit so good, dont be mad,, I promise there’s rough stuff planned for future things)

⇢ Mlist | O.S Mlist | Ko-Fi

(links in reblog, sorry if the read more feature doesn’t work x)

This is a thank you present to you guys for multiple reasons 1) I’ve been having a pretty hard time finding the motivation to finish any of my longer works but you guys have still been really supportive and encouraging so y’all deserve a reward and 2) WE JUST HIT 1k ON THE BLOG 😭 I can’t even thank you guys enough for that. 1,000 of y’all clicked the follow button and that makes me so happy. I love you guys so much! I hope you all enjoy this,, I’m proud of her 🥺💝

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In Heat | knj (m)

➳ PAIRING: werewolf!namjoon x y/n

➳ GENRE: smut, pwp, a dash of angst at the beginning

➳ WORD COUNT: 4.4k

➳ WARNINGS: oral (f receiving), knotting, slight impreg kink (what kinda werewolf smut would it be without one), rough sex?, dirty talk

➳ SUMMARY: All you really want is a normal relationship. The kind of relationship where he holds you in his arms at the end of the night, but he’s hiding a secret that prevents that.

➳ ALTERNATIVELY: you think he’s cheating but it turns out he’s just a werewolf.

➳ A/N: this is dedicated to all my fellow thirsty werewolf Namjoon enthusiasts who asked for more

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The topic of ‘mating’ and ‘heats’ was never discussed between the two of you. Frankly, Namjoon wanted to keep you far away from anything to do with werewolves. This dark part of his life, the part of himself that he was ashamed of, often caused a rift between the two of you.

He struggled to keep the truth a secret. Those late nights when he’d come home with his blonde hair disheveled and refusing to touch or even speak to you, made you more and more curious as to what was going on while he was away.

He was never intimate either, only allowing kisses to remain above the shoulder and never straying further past your jawline. His touches were fleeting, timid brushes along clothed skin, lingering, but never brave enough to grab for more.

What was it about you that made him so afraid? Was he with someone else? Was it too painful to love you while being in love with another? Is that why he never wanted to touch you?

You often found yourself wondering that over and over as you lie awake at night staring at the ceiling with him snoozing a safe distance away. You’re not nestled in his comforting arms like normal lovers would, surrounded by his warm embrace.

No, it’s cold on your side of the bed and filled with empty thoughts wondering why he won’t love you the way you want him to—touch you the way you want him to.

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Aidoneus, My Love | myg (m)

➳ PAIRING: hades!yoongi x persephone!y/n

➳ GENRE: smut, pwp, greek myth!au

➳ WORD COUNT: 4.6k

➳ WARNINGS: jealousy, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), dry humping, exhibitionism, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, slight edging, orgasm denial, Adonis only makes a tiny appearance bc this ain’t about him it’s about sex.

➳ SUMMARY: Yoongi believes the mortal, Adonis, has stolen your heart, but he will never share his love with anyone else for as long as he is king of the underworld.

“We belong to each other, my love, for all of eternity.”

➳ A/N: he’s back. keeping my big fat mouth shut about this was hard but he’s back. surprise. enjoy getting your guts wrecked by an immortal man god w massive daddy issues. now i can go back to saying he’s dead to me.

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“What is he to you, my love?”

It sounds less like a question and more of a cold accusation.

“I-I…” You grit your teeth, refusing to answer when he looks at you with such distaste. You’d never betray his trust, yet he believes so strongly you have without allowing you the chance to explain.

“I’ll ask you again, love. Who is he?”

“Nobody, Yoongi. He’s nobody—nothing to me!”

Yoongi looks unconvinced, turning to look out the window at his kingdom. “Then why? Why do you desire his company? Does this nobody please you more than I do?” He growls, clenching his fists, temper flaring beyond his own control. “Do I not satisfy you anymore, my love? Do you prefer that mortal over me?”

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this was soo cute❤️ i loved it so much

Daydream

☼ Pairing: Jungkook x reader

☼ Genre: college au, f2l, fluff, smut

☼ Count: 7.8K

☼ Warnings: teasing, multiple orgasms, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), sorta somnophilia, slight noona kink, soft Kook

☼ Summary: You never thought that simply waking up your best friend would lead to something more.

☼ a/n: This is for MJ, who one, lets me rant new story ideas to her and also listens to me when I point out potentially dirty gifs (like the BV s3 one that led to this fic) Let me know what you think! My ask box is always open ~ 💙💙💙💙

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neighbour | jjk

{ neighbour!jeongguk | fluff, smut | 4k }

↝ summary: ‘you think I can afford a plumber?’ your endearing neighbour jeongguk has magic hands that fix toilets and make you orgasm.

↝ a/n: reposting bc i’ve been told it won’t show up bc there was a link in the last post. also pls dont hesitate to speak to me!! im lonely lol. apologies once again ! ♡

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i’ve been waiting for this to come out! it’s really good and i loved the sub/dom relationships that jimin and y/n have!🖤🖤🖤

while you’re at it (m) || pjm

pairing; poolboy!jimin x noona!reader.

genre; smut, fluff, tiny angst.

summary; After finalizing your divorce papers, there was still one thing that had to be taken care of. That stupid swimming pool. Over there course of a few days, you ended up harboring feelings for one of your pool boys. Will things go as planned? Or will everything be flushed down the drain? 

warnings; brief mentions of divorce, infidelity and toxic relationship, sub!jimin, dom!reader, barely there bondage, exhibitionism, female masturbation, voyeurism, oral sex (both receiving), body worship, tit fucking, noona kink, praise kink(its jimin ofc), mild degradation, impreg kink, its basically jimin being a whiny soft baby for noona, unprotected sex, multiple orgasm, creampies, cum eating

word count;  11K+ (this was supposed to be around 7-8K only, iduno what happened really)

a/n; ahhhhhh! three minutes late but who careeees. im done, i want to sleep. the smut feels so rushed butill fix it… eventually… lmao, unedited as hell, dont mind the errors… will fix someday.  bye

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Breaking away and cutting ties from your previous and definitely toxic marriage was the best decision you’ve made bar none. You could no longer stomach the abuse that your now ex-husband had put you through. It was a complete and utter living hell being bound to a man who wasn’t who you initially thought he was. Having him crossed out of your life (legally, too) made it a million times easier. It has been exactly seven weeks since you chucked out all of his belongings through the front door. No regrets. And you still didn’t want to take notice of the huge elephant in the room — or in the backyard per se. There it sat in the middle of the unkempt grassy area surrounded by leaves and trash, in all of its filthy, disgusting, bacteria and algae infested glory. Your dreaded swimming pool.

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ooo i love it already!

Facade : prologue

⌲ summary : There’s a murderer in town. As you delve into the series of unfortunate events happening recently, it doesn’t make any sense when all the arrows point towards your crush, Jeon Jungkook. 

⌲ pairing : jungkook x reader

⌲ word count : 2k

⌲ genre: angst

⌲ warnings : murder , gore , animal violence , future smut

⌲ a/n: there’s so much more to come. and i can’t wait for the smut. i’m gonna be a trainwreck on this series. i’m sorry if it’d terrible i haven’t written in a year but i hope u stay with me on this series as i try my best. i love u all for being here.i’m actually super nervous posting this, enjoy.

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handcrafted | heartbeat 1

When you put out a roommates ad for your newly purchased house, the only requirement you set out had been cleanliness.

The last thing you’d expected was for the 7 most eligible bachelors of your university to come calling.

Throw in school, crazy fan girls and the most sought for men suddenly chasing after you with heart eyes, comes a college experience of a lifetime.

Would it be so wrong to want them all?

1: handcrafted

summary | they needed a place to stay. You needed money. You are so fucking screwed. They want you to screw them instead.

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“I’m sorry,” comes a high-pitched, exasperated whine for the umpteenth time.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” you say, suitcase dropping unceremoniously onto the gravel floor with a sad thud. You stare up at the building with dread, a knot forming in your stomach. Now that you think of it, it does seem to loom overhead rather ominously. And you liked the design so much, too.

“You’re telling me that I just dropped half a million into a house and now I have no one to room with and no way to pay off my mortgage?”

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The Check Up │ kth

─ paιrιng│doctor!taehyung x f reader ─ ѕυммary│Your visit to the gynecologist office doesn’t go as planned, when it turns out that your regular obgyn is on maternity leave.  ─ raтιng│NC-17, mature 18+ ─ genre│ doctor au, smut  ─ warnιngѕ│smut!!!, very mild angst, gynecologist taehyung, vaginal examination by dr. kim taehyung, fingering, unprotected sex, creme pie, semi public sex, dirty talk, minor hand kink ─ word coυnт│7.1k ─ dιѕclaιмer│This is all fiction! Nothing mentioned/written are facts and/or real! So please just keep that in mind when reading and enjoy! Thank you ♡ 

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“Thank you,” the nurse, Rose, kindly smiles at you, taking the clipboard with the form you have just spent 10 minutes filling out, from your hands, “if you would just take as seat over there, I will come and get you in just a few minutes.”

“Perfect,” you reply and walk to the waiting area.

You take a seat in one of the empty chairs closest to the open windows that show a view of the lawn at the back of the building. It’s hot outside today, and the gentle breeze coming through the open space is a feeling you welcome! It cools you down and helps you relax further into the chair.

You always feel nervous to go to the gynecologist. And even though you have had the same doctor since the first time you ever went, you still get nervous.

You hate having to go to the gynecologist! It is not exactly the most comfortable position to be in; with your feet in the stirrups and your entire vagina on show for a stranger to look at and probe around in.

But you have to. You need to get a new prescription for your birth control pills and your doctor, Dr. Lui, mentioned that it would be a good idea to examine you first, since it has been awhile since your last appointment.

Desperately, you wanted to decline when she first made the suggestion, but deep down you knew she was right. You needed to get examined and better to get it over with than to keep putting it off for months like you knew you would in the end. Also, had you said no, she probably would not have given you a new prescription, and you need your birth control pills to keep you period pains at a somewhat tolerant level.

Also, you have slowly been going steady with the most drop dead gorgeous guy for the past few months, and if everything goes according to plan, you might end up needing the pills for an entirely different reason… wink wink.

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Bounce

Boyfriend!AU | Boyfriend!Jungkook x Reader

genre: smut

rating: explicit

description: Forced to be stuck at home, you’ve lost motivation to exercise. Your boyfriend wants you to join him in the home gym, but you’ve always turned him down. That is, until you found out he had an exercise ball. Bouncing is always fun! A great workout too!

word count: 4.7k

warnings: UNPROFESSIONAL use of an exercise/yoga ball (seriously be careful lmfao), Dom!Jungkook, Jungkook forcing you to get your workout in *smirk*, cussing, fingering, oral sex (female and male receiving), edging, thigh riding, slight choking, handjob, ball sucking, unprotected sex (THIS IS FANFIC, WRAP IT UP PLEASE AND PEE AFTER SEX TOO), rough sex, dirty talk, spanking, overstimulation, and creampie.

a/n: HI EVERYONE! I FINISHED IT! Can you tell I’m bored… lol. I seriously want an exercise ball, no joke. As soon as I saw the picture of Jungkook and his luscious thighs, an idea sparked. Hope everyone is doing well, staying safe and indoors! I advise everyone to not use an exercise ball this way because Jungkook is a professional ;D LOLOL. Happy reading and please tell me what you think! I really do try to see every tag and every comment!

update: ARGH, once again my fic isn’t showing up in the tags. I’m so sad. I think I fixed it now.

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all the good girls go to hell

— synopsis: The Angels made a deal with Jeon Jungkook, the son of Lucifer, to help them bring Y/n back to her good, prim and proper self. Even though Jungkook grants the atrocious plan, he leaves a lesson that no one should give their trust to a wicked devil like him.

↳ pairing: jungkook x f. reader

↳ genre: smut, very slight angst if you squint hard enough

↳ rating: m/18+

↳ word count: 10k

↳ warnings: religious themes, heaven and hell, angels, devils (this fic is not a correct representation of these figures and is purely fictional), alcohol intake, cursing, hard dom jk, daddy! jk, fingering, multiple orgasms, orgasm denial, squirting, unprotected sex, breathplay, spanking, face fucking, filthy dirty talk, rough sex, jungkook and his demon cock ehe

a/n: title is inspired by billie eilish’s song all the good girls go to hell. her title inspired me to write this fic! please ignore if you find any errors <3

“You’re not good enough.” 

“You look so pathetic, really.”

“Can you at least try to look hot?” 

“This is why no one likes you.” 

These words will forever haunt you until the day you die. 

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In Between

☼ Pairing: Jungkook x reader (x Jungkook ?)

☼ Genre: college au, twin au, smut, mostly pwp but there’s like, some plot at the end

☼ Count: 7.1K

☼ Warnings: unprotected sex (stay safe!), creampie, spit-roasting, double penetration, oral (m & f recieving), ass eating, hair pulling, some spanking (+ 1 (one) thigh slap), dom/sub undertones, threesome, tattooed JK (cause that’s a whole warning itself), thigh riding, marking, piercings 🤪, slight nipple play, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, squirting, fingering, praise kink, dirty talk, manhandling, both shy jungkook and bad boy jungkook bc i’m clearly a glutton for punishment 🤪🤪

☼ Summary: When you agreed to go to Jeongguk’s frat party, you certainly hadn’t expected it to end with you end his bed. And definitely not the involvement of his twin.

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Oh My God, They Were (Quarantined) Roommates

ty to my love @wwilloww​​​​ for the banner!

Word Count: 22.8k 

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: College/Roommates AU, fluff, smut

Warnings: *takes deep breath* soft dom!Jungkook, sub!reader, dirty talk, vibrator use, fingering, size kink, hair pulling, pussy slapping, degradation, praise, unprotected sex, overstimulation, creampie, multiple orgasms, cum-eating, oral (m&f receiving), marking, spanking, face-fucking, rough sex, morning sex, soft sex, body worship, teasing, rimming, ass-eating, anal fingering, butt plug use, anal sex, cumshot, aftercare (don’t stress, this isn’t all one scene fhkfdlghfd)

Rating: 18+

Summary: What do you do when you’re quarantined for months on end with Jeon Jungkook - S tier cuddler, workout robot, and thirst trap extraordinaire? Fuck him, you guess.

A/N: Here it is a day early because I finished editing it and I have approximately 0 self-control when it comes to holding my works back to post at a later date. Hopefully this doesn’t inconvenience anyone FHKFDLGHFD

I literally worked away at this fic everyday for the past 3+ weeks, and I’m so glad it’s finally here! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it, and please do let me know what you think. A comment means the world to me! 

Big thank you to everyone who showed interest in this fic as I was working on it, as well as the lovely people in the BSH discord who gave me motivation to write every day along the way!

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You sat on the couch of your shared apartment, scrolling mindlessly through social media once again. It wasn’t as though you had many other choices of activity. Being university students on break, the quarantine had ripped both yours and Jungkook’s summer job opportunities right from beneath you.

So here you were, month three of minimal contact with the outside world, sitting on the couch you may as well call your home within a home.

You learned very quickly that Facebook was definitely not the app of choice to pass time on, seeing as you only ended up angry at the amount of bad takes visible within the first 5 minutes of browsing. No, you chose to favour Instagram instead, seeing as you could just scroll through food porn, beautiful people, and memes for hours on end.

It definitely was not because your roommate’s thirst traps tended to dominate your feed there. Definitely not. At all.

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Crybaby - 3 (m)

— synopsis: he calls you crybaby, crybaby. but you don’t fucking care.

alt: Jungkook doesn’t want to leave you.

↳ pairing: jungkook x reader

↳ genre: smut, fluff

↳ rating: r-18/18+

↳ word count: 12k

↳ warnings: the usual dom!jk x sub! reader, ddlg themes, reader is small in height, degrading terms, he’s aggressive this chapter YIKES, jungkook gets turned on seeing you cry, manhandling, uses of rope and a vibrator, kinky sex, size kink, multiple orgasms, rough intercourse, jk’s a sadist, throat fucking, dirty talk, teasing, very possessive jk, and aftercare!!! there’s also some tooth melting fluff to (hopefully) balance everything out ;)

A/n: Before anything else, I want to repeat saying that everything written here is purely fictional, consensual, and doesn’t mirror the mentioned artists’ personality in real life.

Jungkook thinks you’re the most adorable person in the entire world.

“How did you even fall in love with me?” you ask innocently, resting your head on his lap as you both let Edward Scissorhands play in the background. You didn’t even want to watch it in the first place but of course, a little bit of his desperate ‘please’ and puppy eyes always wins your meek heart.

He wraps his hand around your jaw, leaning down to kiss your lips tenderly. Giggling from the sudden impromptu kiss, you feel his soft, supple lips fondle with your own so gingerly. His grip on you tightens before he pulls away with a smirk, noticing the blush on your cheeks.

“So suddenly, baby?” Jungkook mutters as he feeds you a spoonful of Reese’s ice cream he holds in one hand. Looking down at your endearing face, he replies, “Don’t you remember our arcade date? That’s when I confessed my love to you.”

“Yeah, but…” you ponder, “Did you plan it all along?”

Jungkook shuts his eyes before giggling, his dimples peeking through his cheeks. Watching black strands of hair fall down right in front of his eyes as you gaze at him in confusion. Jungkook just sits there. “Well, there’s this exact moment when I knew that I just had to make you mine.”

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Luminous

☼ Pairing: Jimin x reader 

☼ Genre: tentacle monster!Jimin, some fluff, smut, mostly just pwp

☼ Count: 9k

☼ Warnings: 18+, public sex (no ones around but they’re on the beach), tentacles (kind of a given), big dick jimin, manhandling, lots of cum, some cumplay, creampie, cum inflation/belly bulge (not a whole lot, just a small bump) unprotected sex, restraints, choking, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, tit fucking, thigh fucking, oral (m recieving), deep throating, anal, double penatration, minor nipple play, praise kink, mating cycles, slight impreg kink

☼ Summary: The Busan summer festival is your favorite event of the year. You like all the food and things to do, but your favorite part is watching the fireworks at the end of the night, gathered with friends and family. It’s fun and joyous. Except this year you’re spending it without them. So you find a secluded spot on the beach to watch alone. Except… you might not be as alone as you thought you were out here. 

☼ a/n:  This was written for Sol’s (jamaisjoons) collab event ‘The Summer Bucketlist’ and my prompt was ‘watching fireworks.’ Uhhh this idea was originally very different and then I started thinking about tentacles and now here we are 🥴🥴🥴 Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think! My ask box is always open ~ 💙💙💙💙

☼ Banner made by the absolutely amazing @jamaisjoons​ (who did such wonderful work on it and I hope the fic lives up to the beautiful banner she made me 💕💕💕)

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