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↳ time travel au

◇ pairing: jimin | reader ◇ genre: fluff, angst ◇ word count: 8.575 ◇ warnings: none ◇ author’s note: this story will have a sequel since there is much, much more I want to tell, but I wanted to keep it under 10k and I figured this part worked well as a standalone. please enjoy :)

You meet Park Jimin after a particularly rough landing.

You wish time traveling was as easy as the books like to describe, or as beautifully romantic as the movies depict. It is a concept that’s been overly embroidered with advantages that do not exist — and even if normal humans see it as a fortuitous skill, one they long to have, they rarely realize that having a normal life is out of the question for your kind. Even so, there is no point in wishing for something that won’t happen in this lifetime, not with the time traveling genes burning strong within your veins.

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ugh so ducking peng

instant gratification (m)

fuccboii jk x cheerleader! reader ft sex in an instant photobooth

7k, smut

WARNING: this is just pure smut no plot whatsoever lmao and it’s filthy as hell read at ur own risk

01 | 02 | 2.5 | 03 (complete)

11.57am [Jeon Jeongguk]: Quad. Now.

The brevity of his text should annoy you, but it only ignites a desire that burns insistently till it’s quenched. With your screen brightness turned down this low, it should be hard for anyone but you to decipher the words on your screen, but you still jump in surprise and guilt when your roommate, Sejong taps you on the shoulder.

“Hey, don’t forget practice is at 12.30pm today, don’t be late!! Coach already seemed near the end of her rope the last time and the team sure as hell doesn’t need her cracking down any harder. Got it?” Sejong might be your dearest roommate, but as captain of the cheer team she definitely takes her duties very seriously.

Swallowing back nervous laughter, you attempt to flash her an easy smile. “Yes, I promise I’ll be there on time!! It won’t happen anymore, I swear.”

You quickly stash away your phone in your bag and finish adjusting your knee socks before standing and bidding her a hasty goodbye.

“Wait, you’re leaving now? There’s still like half an hour before we start!” Sejong narrows her eyes at you just as your hand lands upon the door handle. Even facing away from her you can feel her scrutinising gaze on your back, and your urgency to leave the room increases.

“Uhh… yeah, you said my splits needed some work last time right? I think I’m gonna go in early and get some practice in.” To your own ears your excuse sounds flimsy and coupled with the slight tremor in your voice, you’re almost definitely sure that Sejong will call you out.

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instant gratification (m)

fuccboii jk x cheerleader! reader ft sex in an instant photobooth

7k, smut

WARNING: this is just pure smut no plot whatsoever lmao and it’s filthy as hell read at ur own risk

01 | 02 | 2.5 | 03 (complete)

11.57am [Jeon Jeongguk]: Quad. Now.

The brevity of his text should annoy you, but it only ignites a desire that burns insistently till it’s quenched. With your screen brightness turned down this low, it should be hard for anyone but you to decipher the words on your screen, but you still jump in surprise and guilt when your roommate, Sejong taps you on the shoulder.

“Hey, don’t forget practice is at 12.30pm today, don’t be late!! Coach already seemed near the end of her rope the last time and the team sure as hell doesn’t need her cracking down any harder. Got it?” Sejong might be your dearest roommate, but as captain of the cheer team she definitely takes her duties very seriously.

Swallowing back nervous laughter, you attempt to flash her an easy smile. “Yes, I promise I’ll be there on time!! It won’t happen anymore, I swear.”

You quickly stash away your phone in your bag and finish adjusting your knee socks before standing and bidding her a hasty goodbye.

“Wait, you’re leaving now? There’s still like half an hour before we start!” Sejong narrows her eyes at you just as your hand lands upon the door handle. Even facing away from her you can feel her scrutinising gaze on your back, and your urgency to leave the room increases.

“Uhh… yeah, you said my splits needed some work last time right? I think I’m gonna go in early and get some practice in.” To your own ears your excuse sounds flimsy and coupled with the slight tremor in your voice, you’re almost definitely sure that Sejong will call you out.

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PROPOSALS

▹ pairing: Jeongguk x reader ▹ words: 18,102 I’m so sorry  ▹ genre: smut, fluff, light angst, friends to lovers

You and Jeongguk propose at restaurants to get free food, but somewhere along the way you start to fall for him.

You never thought Jeongguk would actually take you up on the whole fake proposals thing. When you had suggested the idea to him, he’d just laughed and said “yeah”, then continued playing Fallout 4. You hadn’t actually meant it; the idea was one of those you vaguely imagine it happening, but not really, which is why when he brought it up weeks later suggesting you try it out, you thought he was kidding. 

He wasn’t, and this is how you end up in one of the city’s nicer restaurants on a fake date with your best friend. 

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You Who... [M] (ft. Jeongguk)

Drabble Game Prompt 96. “Here, let me.” with badboy/jock!jeongguk

→ badboy football jk (warning: overstimulation, cumplay, fluff, and fuckingjeonjungkook) → 1.4k words prequel part 01 | 02

A/N: i have no idea where this came from, my hand sort of slipped, jfc what have i done 

UPDATE: added the highly-requested prequel as a thank you for 1k+ notes :) make sure to check out Give and Take! It’s a similar AU to this one! 

“There you go, yes, you can do it babe,” Jeongguk encourages, as you bite down on your lip.  

He grins up at you as you move your hips slowly against his, finding the way you squeeze your eyes shut tightly the cutest thing ever. 

“J-jeongguk I-I can’t–” you stutter, arms clutching at his bare shoulders as your movements stutter and begin to slow down. But you whimper instead at the loss of friction between your legs and begin to cry tears of frustration as you don’t know whether to continue grinding against him and chase after another orgasm or to stop completely. 

He just laughs huskily from beneath you, and wipes a tear from your cheek and presses a quick peck to your chin as you make up your mind and your movements continue. His head dips down to press open-mouthed kisses against your collarbone, painting the skin there in blossoms of red and pink. “Shh,” he grates against your neck, a gentle hand coming up to stroke down your spine and settling on the curve of your hip to firmly help guide you up and down his cock. “you got this.” 

He’s in awe as he watches you desperately move against him, your soft breasts and nipples brushing up against his hard chest and melting him on the spot. It’s been years since he’s met you and only a few months since the both of you finally started having sex, but he’s secretly delighted at how sensitive you are and how desperate you are to pleasure the both of you. He wants to spread you out and fuck you with his fingers and tongue and make you cum over and over until you’re screaming hoarsely or tie you down onto the bed and tease you for hours until you’re begging for him, but he smiles as he relishes in actually convincing you to top him for once. 

Cause this time he’s being a little selfish and pushing the boundaries on how far he can take you because he’s currently coaxing your through your third orgasm and is harder than he’s ever been in his life as he watches you in tears because you’re desperate to reach the peak once again. 

You muffle your cries in in his neck and thread your fingers in his hair as you feel the wave approaching again. “Jeongguk, ‘m gonna come,” you murmur breathlessly, making his dick clench at how fucking submissive you sound to him right now. He whispers sooth encouragements into your ear and moves his hips up to meet yours just right and grazes the spot inside of you that has you cringing and sighing into his neck as he grunts when you clamp down on him and bite gently into his shoulder to muffle your cries. 

The orgasm is stronger than the last two he brought you to with his fingers and his mouth, respectively, as the feeling of his skin beneath your fingertips and the sheer rawness of his length brushing your walls makes you clamp down on his girth harder than you’ve ever come before. You cry out and clench your teeth and you’re going through your third intense wave of your orgasm when suddenly he flips the both of you over and pins your hips to his bed and begins to pound into you desperately.

His voice is strained and his hairline slick with sweat as he props himself up above you and glares determinedly into your face thats scrunched up in pleasure, moving his hips against you until he reaches his own peak. You feel his dick twitch once before he’s letting out a loud groan and a strangled cry of your name before his chest pulses for a moment and then he slumps down onto you. 

The both of you are spent and you’re still crying from the overwhelming feeling of being coaxed through three orgasms, with the third being the most intense you’ve ever felt in your life, and your chest heaves from the effort it took. Jeongguk is no better, as he pulls out of you with a groan and kneels between your legs. 

Taking advantage of your slumped and exhausted state, he pushes up a thigh and leans down a bit to see how his cum leaks out of your slit and grasps his cock that hasn’t softened yet with a groan. He gently holds the base of his sensitive member and collects the cum that’s already oozed out onto your thigh with his tip before pushing it back into you. 

You let out a strangled cry, a hand coming up to your mouth so you can muffle your cries, and another desperately clutching onto the wrist holding onto your thigh. He pauses, glancing up at your expression and waiting for you to push him away, but a slight movement of your wrist draws your thigh higher up and his hips a bit closer to you. Grinning, he grasps his softening cock once again and drags his tip from your upper thigh back into your slit, massaging his own cum into your center. 

When he’s completely limp and cringing himself from the overstimulation of pushing himself back into your pussy, he drops your thigh and climbs back up, whispering sweet things into your ear. 

“Baby, you were so good,” he coos, smoothing back your hair and wiping leftover tears. “You deserved that, you were so hot. Here, let me,” he gets a warm towel from the restroom and wipes down your thighs and core before dressing you in his t-shirt (a sight which he’ll never admit he absolutely loves) and pulling on a pair of boxers before climbing into bed with you and pulling you into his chest.

“I loved it.” 

You hiccup, breath short from the sensitivity but also from your tears. “You did?” 

And he thinks its the damned cutest thing ever, how even if you were an innocent girl he’d never thought he’d date, you suddenly turned into a sex starved shyer version of yourself because of him, and then returned back to the sweet blushing one he’d fallen in love with even after hours of rough sex and the dirtiest things. It absolutely fucking thrills him and makes his dick so hard whenever he brings you to too many orgasms, when you reach the point where you dont know whether to stop or continue, or to cry or kiss him. He’s had his fair share of flings and sexcapades, but he knows that the only girl who’s ever made him so whipped, the only girl who’s gotten Jeon Jeongguk wrapped around her tiny little finger, is you. 

You who he began to tease and flirt with as a joke, but ended up falling so damn hard for you after just a partner project where you ended up sympathizing with him and treating him like a real fucking human being, and not the football athlete that everyone worshipped and expected so much out of. You who always looked at him, past his body and face and extracurriculars, and into his soul and really truly understood who he was at the core. You who drunkenly kissed him one night underneath the stars and you who’s cheeks went furiously red when he kissed you again in front of the entire school. You who weren’t afraid of telling him when he was being too cocky or just a dick, and made sure to keep him in check, to the point that his teammates were commenting on what a kind softie he was becoming. 

And finally, you who he found himself hopelessly irrevocably in love with. 

And he looks down at you, with your bare face that’s not really anything special. Eyes, nose, and lips that are average, hair that’s common, and a body that others will say they’ve seen better. But its the way you look at him with your eyes that makes him love you. The way you press your nose against his neck when you cuddle with him and the way you shyly move your soft lips against him when you kiss him goodbye. It’s the way your hair feels like absolute silk underneath his fingers when he runs his hands through them when you’re asleep, and the way your entire body literally lights up and bends at his will and his only. 

Those are the things, amongst many, that made the high and mighty bad boy Jeon Jeongguk fall in love with you. 

So he cups your face and smiles as he pecks against your lips, peppering your face with them until you giggle and shriek against his attack. Laughing, he draws you close. 

“I did, because I fucking love you.”

Prequel: 01 & 02 [fin], Give and Take[M]

Sin City

Genre: Smut, literally nothing but smut 

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook [Demon AU!] 

Word Count: 3.4k-ish 

Based on this beautiful video I found on YouTube: 

Demons are lining up as the black convertible pulls up to the entrance of the club. Men and women scrabble to get their phones out as the handsome devil walks over the red carpet before tossing his keys to the valet driver. Cameras flash and the crowd screaming his name earns them a smirk of his red lips and a wave of his hand. Women faint in delight at the beauty and grace exuded by him.

“Jungkook!” The owner of the club greets him excitedly, pulling him in for a short hug, “It’s so good to see you.”

“You too, Jimin,” He responds, adjusting the sleeves of his shirt, “I’ve heard you got some new girls in town? Care to tell me more about it?”

“Tell you?” He scoffs, slinging a hand around Jungkook’s shoulder as he begins to lead him from the main stage to one of the more private rooms, “I’d much rather show you.”

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Serendipity.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Fluff (with slightly smutty undertones at the end) and a fail attempt at humor; Soulmate!AU where anything your soulmate does to their body reflects on your own

Soulmate Series: Yoongi | Hoseok | Jin | Jimin | Namjoon | Taehyung

Word Count: 2.6K

You’d never had a problem with the whole ‘soulmate’ deal, unlike some of your more passionate colleagues. It’d never sparked up much of a reaction in you, because honestly, who had the time to actually care? Besides, it did turn out to be rather amusing, most of the time.

Like when you were in the middle of discussing an important project with your professor, for example, and you felt something ticklish on the inside of your arm. You’d always been susceptible to even the slightest brush of the fingers, so you bit your lip hard to stop yourself from laughing out loud.

When you finally got to leave, you made a pit stop at the bathroom, to get a napkin or something to wipe your cut lip—go figure, you’d managed to bite it that hard—and you looked down at your wrist: the source of your problems. Looking at the squiggles on it, you felt like you were supposed to get angry, but honestly, the basic math problems drawn crudely with black ink made you laugh out loud. Sure, you got some strange looks from, like, one person for doing that, but you could tell your soulmate had to be hilarious.

You looked again, unable to resist smiling when you saw—and felt—more black ink being scribbled furiously onto your delicate skin. Your soulmate must have been having a math test or something soon; why else would they have been writing all that on their hand? Though, really, what an amateur move.

You took great delight in re-telling the story to your friends later, but it seemed like they’d reached the point where they were just tired of hearing you talk about your soulmate all the time. But really, they seemed great—and you really, really wanted to meet them. It’s just…you had no idea how.

Who knew a single conversation could change it all?

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Lady Spades

Genre: Sweet Smut

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader (Demon AU!)

Word Count: 2800ish

Other Demon AU Fics: Jimin | Namjoon | Yoongi | Jungkook | Jin | Taehyung

This one is based on the Lady Spades game which I again would NOT RECOMMEND even trying because I love you guys and have a fear of anything and everything supernatural.

As the clock struck midnight he entered the room, switching off all lights that left him standing in the absolutely dark room, silence engulfing his existence. The steps of the summoning outlined in his mind clearly as he began performing them.  

He walked up to the dusty old mirror, removing all the cobwebs as he set the candle down on the stand, taking out the lighter from his back pocket. On his fourth try, the lighter finally emitted a flame with which he soon lit the candle.

He took a deep breath in, calming his unsteady nerves that had his hands trembling but he wasn’t going to back out. Not when he had come this far. He took out a bright red lipstick from the bag, it was a shame to waste that beautiful cosmetic but regardless, he went ahead. In his most beautiful cursive font, he wrote the words “Lady Spades” on the mirror, holding its corresponding card in his hand such that the female’s face on the card reflected in the mirror in front of him.

He closed his eyes, picturing you from what he had heard about you, from what he had read about you. He calmed his mind before repeating the words, “Lady Spades…appear” 7 distinct times. He kept his eyes shut the entire time as he thought of your appearance, clothed in dark black from top to bottom, matching the darkness in your eyes although your smile… well it could melt even the coldest of hearts.

‘I’m here Jung Hoseok’

He heard a sweet, female voice call out, his eyes fluttering open at the sound.

The summoning was successful.

He saw you on the other side of the mirror, your hands by your side as you sat regally on your dark throne of thorns and roses. Your gown the shade of pure dark black matching the tiara above your head that gleamed with diamonds.

“You summoned me mortal?” You asked amusingly. It was always nice to see a new face, especially one as handsome as his.

“Y—yes Mi—Milady…” He stuttered out, his words stuck in his throat and his mind incapable of speaking in coherent sentences at your breathtaking sight. You were the most beautiful, stunning, gorgeous entity he had ever seen in his entire life.

“Well then, won’t you tell me what it is that you want and maybe it’ll be worth my time, sweet boy” You chuckled as your face rose closer to the mirror, your eyes intently staring into his.

“I—I want – you” He spoke in a hushed tone, eyes looking down as his cheeks blushed with a rose tint.

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Festivities

Genre: Smut (Threesome) 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader; Jungkook x Reader (Demon AU!) 

Word Count: 3000ish

Other Demon AU fics: Jimin | Hoseok | Namjoon | Jin | Taehyung

Note: Based on the The Man in the Fields ritual and I’d like to again express my paranoia here and tell you to not attempt this ritual because demons don’t look as hot as BTS members

You watched the sun set behind the hills as it took away the comfort and security of its light, only to leave a darkness that engulfed the land whole. With only an hour left until midnight, you began walking around the large mansion, making sure there was no one present but you.

They wouldn’t like it if there was anyone else here but you.

You walked up to the door that led to your backyard, grabbing the candle you had placed on one of the many tables that were in the room. Your hand grasping it so tightly that you could feel the wax breaking under your touch.

You walked out, the cool breeze almost snuffing out the small yellow flame of your candle which you miraculously managed to save. You turned around to face your house, taking in a deep breath and clearing your mind before starting the ritual.

“But who will scare the crows away?”

Your voice trembling, you repeated the words 7 times, your hands clutching at your sides, your nails digging harshly into the palm of your skin and leaving behind deep crescent marks on your previously unblemished skin.

You shut your eyes, waiting for a response.

“That’s not your biggest problem, princess” Two voices spoke in unison from behind you or maybe it was in your head, you couldn’t tell. But you did know that they were here.

The Ashen man and the Man in the Field were here.

With quick strides you walked back into the house, closing the door shut behind you, your eyes staring straight at the ground, not daring to look into the backyard.  

You walked into the biggest room in the mansion, placing your candle on the dresser before making sure everything, every single object in that room that could possibly be left open was shut tight.    

You made sure that you left the crucifix that you had been carrying in your back pocket in that room, making it your safe room before walking out with your candle.

Not that you’d ever need it.

Everything in the mansion was opened, every door, every window, everything with the slightest possibility of leaving an opening. So you got to work, closing everything as fast as your hands could move.

It wasn’t something you hadn’t done before. In fact, you performed this ritual at the beginning of each year, always starting an hour before midnight.

This ritual granted you an entire year of safety from everything; illness, bad luck, financial problems,… but if you had to be completely honest for yourself, you did it for the thrill and of course, to see your loving demon master.

“If you keep appearing in the corner like that, I won’t be able to get anything done” You whispered out, closing one of the windows in the kitchen that faced the backyard. The ashen man usually didn’t bother you much when you went about the ritual but this time, he was appearing in each room that you were in.

“I know, but you look so good today sweetheart” He cooed out from the corner, taking short steps towards you.

He slowly slid his arms around your waist, the feeling of his touch warm instead of frigid as you had initially expected it to be.

“Are you going to do this every time, Yoongi?” You asked, turning around to face him, placing your candle on the counter next to you. His beautiful ashen hair all messy and the beautiful black orbs of his eyes that had you entranced and captivated.

He was the most enticing being you had ever laid your eyes on.

“It’s not fair that I only get to see you once a year princess” He spoke softly, leaning closer and closer to your face before finally melting into your lips. His hands moving around your waist and your fingers entwining in his hair.

After a while his fingers slowly start to move downwards, lifting up the hem of your dress and sliding his fingers up your thighs, making you shiver in anticipation. His fingers slowly making their way to your clothed core that was heating up and getting wetter with each passing moment.

“Do you like the way my fingers feel?” He breathed, breaking away from the kiss, moving one sleeve of the dress off your shoulder to reveal your bare neck, placing kisses all over it before biting and sucking at your collarbone. Leaving marks all over your body to remind it of who possessed it.

You nodded your head yes, your hands gripping the counter as hard as you were physically able to while you bit your bottom lip to keep yourself from moaning.

He slipped his fingers into your pure white underwear that was now drenched with your arousal, grazing your clit lightly before thrusting his index finger into you, having you gasp for air.  

He began thrusting his finger into you, hard and fast before adding another finger that had you mewling his name but before you could even begin to reach your orgasm he pulled his hand away from you. Leaving you a soaking mess under his touch.

“Turn around” He commanded, unbuckling his pants and letting them drop to the floor as you followed his instructions without any hesitation. His actions were something you had been craving all year long, pleasuring yourself each night with the vibrators in your bedside drawer because the men around you were no longer of interest to you, not after you had been with him.

In the end, no mortal could hope to compare to Min Yoongi.

He lifted up your dress, revealing your bare ass to him, the palm of his hand smacking your skin until he could see the red imprint of his hand adorning your body. Your voice hitched in your throat as you felt the dull ache of his actions turn into sinful pleasure.

He moved your hair up to see his mark that he had left on the back of your neck, a half-black, half-white circle covered with stripes that had him drunk in lust and desire.

He moved your underwear to the side and shoved himself iside you in one clean thrust that had you bucking forward, his entire length filling you up. Placing a hand on your back, he thrusted into you, each thrust so rhythmic, timed and so powerful that you could feel your eyes roll back into your head from the blissful nirvana you were getting immersed in.

With each thrust he moved further and deeper into you, your voice moaning and whimpering his name laced with profanities as his nails dug into your back.

“I’m close sweetheart-cum with me, won’t you?” He whispered into your ear before moving one hand to grab your hip while the other drew circles on your clit, giving you the stimulation you needed to reach your highest peak, now approaching rapidly.

He began pulling at your hair harshly, his thrusts getting faster and a lot harder until he finally emptied his release into you, spurts of white, hot fluis coating your inner walls. And with that you were thrown over the edge, clenching hard around his cock as you came all over it.

Coming down from your high, your eyes shot through the window and fell instantly on the man standing in the middle of the field.

His eyes met yours, and you knew you were done for.

Yoongi pulled out of you, turning you to face him as he pressed a kiss onto your lips while his cum dripped from between your folds and onto your underwear. His palms cupped your face and his tongue devoured your mouth as he seated you onto the counter in front of him.

He broke away to grab a couple of napkins from one of the cabinets to clean yourself off before cleaning him up as well and discarding the napkins on the floor into the trashcan.

And then he looked out the window to see The Man in the Field walking towards the house.

“Y/N-ah… Did you look at him?” He asked, bewildered at the other demon’s erratic movements and worried about your own safety.

“I may have accidently looked out the window..” You whispered lowly, your eyes looking down and staring at your feet.

“And it was the best accident you could ever have” You heard another voice speak, you looked up to see a man, his dark brown hair and ruby red eyes had you captivated and drooling from the  corner of your mouth.

Before he could get closer to you Yoongi stood in front of you, blocking your gaze.

“She’s mine Jungkook!” He proclaimed, his voice deep and emitting intimidating growls to the younger man, who only stood there chuckling.

“But she looked at me hyung, it’s time for her to leave the mortal world now.” Jungkook stated, walking up to Yoongi.

“Can’t we find another way to settle this?” Yoongi asked, his voice saturated with anger and frustration as you sat behind him in safety, your hands fiddling as you listened to the conversation.

“Well… I’m willing to let it slide on one condition…” He spoke, licking his lips at the sight of your disheveled dress.

Yoongi looked up at him expectedly, all ears to listen to whatever Jungkook had to say.

“Since the two of you always leave me out whenever she does this ritual, how about you let me participate in the festivities this year?” He smirked at Yoongi and moved around him to shoot you a wink.

Yoongi turned around to look at you, the worry and concern on his face asking you for a reply to Jungkook’s suggestion. As much as he hated having to share you, even it was for a single night, it was worth it if you stayed alive. You nodded, knowing that you had no other option but you were also rather excited to see what this demon had under his sleeve.

You bit your lip as you got up from the counter and stood next to Yoongi, your hand involuntarily wrapping around his as you looked up at Jungkook to give him your answer. With the nod of your head he had a smile forming on his lips, his eyes taking in your figure and walking up to you.

Without a warning he bent down to grab your knees, hoist you over his shoulder and carry you to your old bedroom, his palm twitching to smack that ass of yours. He dropped you onto the huge bed that was adorned in velvety red sheets, pulling his black t-shirt off of himself, showing off his beautiful toned abs that had you licking your lips.

“Like what you see sweetheart?” He teased, throwing his shirt on the floor beneath him.

“I love it”

And at that he lost control, his mouth crashed on yours, bruising your lips as his teeth bit down on them. His hands roaming the sides of your body before grabbing the end of your dress and pulling it over your head, leaving you clothed in only your underwear and bra that had Jungkook looking at you hungrily. His dick craving nothing more than to be buried in you and to pound until you couldn’t even remember your own name.

He pulled off your underwear, dragging it along your thighs before leaving it on one of your ankles and spreading your legs open, the cold air hitting your sensitive area sending shivers down your spine.

He left bite-marks all over your thigh, his teeth digging into your soft flesh and leaving behind deep-red bruises until his caramel brown hair was tugged backwards to meet Yoongi’s eyes.

“Don’t mark what is mine” He gritted through his teeth, roughly letting go of the younger’s hair before taking a seat behind you in bed.

His tongue licking all over your shoulder and neck, coming to a halt at your sweet spot that he sucked and bit on. His hands moving to unclasp your bra and letting it fall down on the bed. His fingers cupping your breasts and massaging them before moving to your rather sensitive nipples, playing and pinching them with a smirk on his face.

Your fingers moved up to your lips, your teeth biting them as you tried desperately to not to scream.

Jungkook’s tongue licked a long stripe over your folds before thrusting two fingers into you, arching them and moving them around to figure out your sweet spot and when he did, he hit it again and again and again. Without the slightest hint of stopping he brought his tongue to your clit, licking it over a few times before sucking on it harshly and giving it a few bites here and there that had your legs quivering under his strong hold.

“I-uh…I’m…I’m coming!!” You whimpered, your orgasm about to crash down on you and when it did, your body was flooded with pleasure, your mind wiped clean of everything, every thought and leaving you to only feel the heaven these demons gave you.

The elation, excitement and the ecstasy that they gave you, it rivaled no other feeling. You wanted nothing more than to be sucked into the deep, dark chasm of lust and depravity and these demons, they were more than happy to give you that.

You saw Jungkook getting up from beneath your legs, his face covered in your sheen. He licked his lips before moving towards you, putting his two fingers in your mouth for you to taste yourself but you didn’t find it in yourself to care. He was so fucking hot and all you could think about was having him inside you.

“Jungkook-ah…” You moaned out, licking your lips in anticipation as he took off his pants and briefs. Your eyes admiring the demon’s muscular & perfect body, and that dick of his, you could swear it was almost as long as Yoongi’s.

“Why don’t you get on all fours, princess?” Yoongi whispered into your ears, his teeth grazing your ear and you were soon moving to heed to his suggestion.

Your ass was pointing towards Jungkook, his palm moving over Yoongi’s mark before smacking you hard enough to cover you in his marks as well. Your cry of pleasure at the contact of Jungkook’s palm with your ass had Yoongi turned on before his mind could even process what was happening.

Yoongi grabbed ahold of your chin in between in his thumb and index finger, his lips leaving a sweet kiss on your lips.

“Suck me off sweetheart?” He asked sweetly, his erect dick now inches away from your mouth.

You licked his entire length which was already soaked in his pre-cum before sucking on the head, your tongue digging into his slit that had him grabbing your hair harshly, thrusting his entire length into your mouth and throat.

At the same time, Jungkook bottomed out with a lewd ‘smack’, your pussy taking him in to the hilt.

The vibrations of your moan around his cock had Yoongi growl in ecstasy.

“That’s it” Yoongi gasped in satisfaction, thrusting himself in and out of your mouth, the action of your throat sucking him bringing him to utmost euphoria.

Jungkook began moving, slowly hitting the deeper, sweeter spots inside you and it was only when your mouth emitted a yelp from having them hit did he start thrusting you into next week. His hands gripping your hips, leaving his brand on your body, your walls tightening more and more around him as you reached your release.

He moved his fingers over your back, leaving red streaks of pleasure that sent burning heat through your body, your moans getting louder and your release even closer.

You could tell Yoongi was close too, the way his pace increased and the throbbing of his dick in your mouth were indications of that.

Finally he was pushed over the edge, releasing all of it into your mouth with a guttural moan and you swallowed all the bittersweet liquid that was pouring down your throat.

Yoongi’s mind moving to a state of elation and bliss that he had never felt before. You sucked his cock once more, licking up all that was left of his orgasm before letting his dick out of your mouth a lewd ‘pop!’ and your voice moaning out Jungkook’s name as you felt yourself hitting your own high.

“Jungkook…. I’m..I-oh god- I’m close!!” You whimpered out, your hands digging into the mattress of the bed as your body tried to keep up with Jungkook’s hard thrusts that sent you flying forward from the intensity.

“Don’t come without me sweetheart”

Jungkook moved his fingers to your clit, flicking it, rubbing it with fervor and his thrusts picking up their pace. Your voice turning into a cry of pleasure as you came, the force of it knocking you out and robbing you of all your energy. You felt a warm substance make its way into you and with that you knew Jungkook had cum too.

After the two exhausting sessions that you had, the ecstasy knocked kicked in completely, having you drift off into a deep sleep.

The last thing you remember was collapsing into both men’s embraces after they cleaned both you and themselves up, snuggling into their arms as they wrapped them around your naked body.

You woke up the next morning in your room, your body clothed in Jungkook’s long t-shirt. Your eyes darted around the room, looking your two lovers but there were no signs of them.

‘Looks like I’ll be seeing them next year…’

You got up, your lower body still sore from the previous night’s festivities.

You walked downstairs to the kitchen, deciding to feed yourself before doing anything else. To your utter surprise you saw them both downstairs, Yoongi sitting on the dining table sipping coffee as Jungkook had an apron on over his shirtless figure and was cooking what appeared to be breakfast.

“You’re still here?” You asked, baffled at the presence of the two demons in your house after 6 am. Usually the ritual had the area cleaned of the demons after 6am but this was the first time Yoongi was still there when you woke up.

“And we’ll be staying a long time hon!“ Yoongi spoke, flashing his signature gummy smile before getting up to give you a romantic morning kiss.

“We?” You asked, eyes wide and looking at Jungkook who was smirking at you.

“You might want to look at your collar bone, sweetie” Jungkook chuckled as he returned to his cooking.

You pulled the shirt to look at yourself and there it was. Another black orb that marked you as a demon’s property.

This one was different, it was perfect circular symbol, except for a few strokes at the top and bottom.

“So, now you’re going to stay?” You exclaimed at Yoongi who previously only had been seeing you for a night a year.

“I can’t risk losing you to Jungkook over there.” He pecked a kiss on your rose tinted cheeks. 

Your confusion faded away, being replaced with the sweet feeling of happiness. You sat down on the chair next to him, Jungkook walked over with a plate of breakfast, placing it in front of you and dropping down on the chair next to you.

“And I’ll be on the other side.” He grinned, pulling your chin towards his face, pressing a sweet kiss on your cherry red lips.

You let out a small laugh as you began eating breakfast, both boys exchanging glares before resigning to their fate and leaning on you.

“You know Y/N-ah… I think I’m hungry…” Yoongi licked his lips, trailing his fingers over your thigh as you finished your breakfast.

“Me too…” Jungkook whispered into your ear before nipping at them with his teeth.

Yoongi lifted you into his arms, carrying you back into your bedroom, Jungkook following behind closely as you giggled at both men’s desperate actions.

Since you failed last night’s ritual, you weren’t going to have the complete safety you had planned for but with these two demons by your side, you knew it was going to quite the year for you.

Written By: Admin Sangria 

Edited By: @smuttilyeverafter <3