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since someone already requested angry sex with jk com i request slow sex? like very vanilla . with jk too
Jungkook’s skin was scalding to the touch, dripping in sweat that made him slippery and smelly, two things that would have otherwise made you uncomfortable had he not been fluttering kisses along your cheek. “Relax for me,” he croons, daring to readjust the angle of his hips against you. His cock is so hard, brushes against nearly every inch of your walls. “I’ve got you, baby.”
His hands are so careful, fingers brushing along the base of your throat like he’s afraid one wrong touch will break you in half. “Ugh,” you groan, hands clutching at his sheets. “It just— it hurts. A little.”
“I know, I know,” Jungkook mumbles, flashes you an apologetic frown as he watches you go through all the phases of discomfort on your mission to familiarize yourself with his dick. He’s got the patience of a saint; you imagine it isn’t easy to hold off this long. Jungkook had been the one to proposition you tonight, had sweetly fattened your ego with compliments and kisses until you had given him the green light for sex. And now, he’s the one who has to wait as you clench and buck against his fat cock. “You’re okay,” he hums, brushing his mouth against yours, a sweet attempt at distracting your from the tightness in your core.
It’s a damn good one at that. His tongue is as hot and slippery as he is, gliding along yours, swallowing up your little cries, until you’ve all but forgotten about the stretch downstairs, arms slowly coming around Jungkook’s shoulders to pull him closer. “I’m okay,” you repeat, and Jungkook smiles.
“I can go now?” he asks anyway, reaching down to readjust the placement of your thighs around his waist. You nod, biting down on your lip as Jungkook begins to slowly fuck into you, the sweet expression on his face melting away as he loses himself in the tight suction of your walls. “Ah,” he gasps, eyes fluttering shut, head lolling back. He’s so beautiful like this, chest glistening in sweat, his lips bruised from all the kissing you’d done that night.
Every plunge into your heat makes you want him more and more, hands clawing at any inch of skin you can reach. Jungkook’s pretty eyes blink open again, dazed and sparkly. When he looks back at you, a dazzling grin overtakes his features, your name like honey on his tongue. “You’re so”— a particularly hard thrust that leaves you seeing stars momentarily —“so fucking cute.”
If you weren’t already so hot from the exertion and the closeness of his body, you would’ve blushed. “St- stop,” you whimper, finally clutching at his forearms.
Jungkook chuckles, slowing the pace of his thrusts to roll his hips against yours, the hilt of his cock against your folds enough to make you quiver beneath him. “Don’t want to,” he teases, releasing the grip on your hip, his hand landing over your mound instead. “Cute, baby,” Jungkook sings, his thumb toying with your engorged clit in a painfully slow manner, rubbing the pad of his finger hard against you.
“Jungkook,” you choke, hips jerking upwards at the dual action; your clit pulses beneath his touch, your walls squeeze around the thickness of his cock.
“Yeah, yeah,” he laughs, an airy sound that puts a stop to the lewd thoughts flashing through your brain, allowing you to see the adoring expression he levels your way. It lasts for all of three seconds before Jungkook is looming over you, placing one final chaste kiss against your lips before really getting into it.
memories that resemble you | lee chan
ミ★ synopsis: the people that you’ve met are meant to be there in your life, on most occasions. however, the person that you’ve set up your whole life with is one where you know they’re irreplaceable. with every flashback that you may encounter comes hope for the upcoming future, and that was the reason why you were always looking forward to meeting him.
ミ★ genre: strangers to lovers!au, angst, some fluff, some humor
ミ★ warnings: major character death, mentions of car accident
ミ★ word count: 11,233
ミ★ pairings: chan x gender neutral reader / brief wonwoo x gender neutral reader
ミ★ notes: hi guys ! it’s been a while since my last oneshot eEK, but i really hope you guys like this one :> it took me a while to write it and it ended up being as lone as a bible passage… idk why all my oneshots end up being so long but oh good gor </333 anyways… make sure to give chan lots of love <333
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dear lover and bestfriend ft. park sunghoon
pairing: park sunghoon x gn!reader genre:angst
warnings: death, grief
it took years for you to heal from the loss, several nights spent crying. the pain of losing a bestfriend and a lover must be extreme, but what about you who lost both of them simultaneously? there were times when you felt the urge to give up, too many a times.
there you were in your parents' house, inside your old room where you spent the majority of your early years. it was overwhelming when you had been trying to run away from everything that reminded you of him and saw the place where every single part was etched with memories of him.
you felt a lump rising up in your throat, tears threatened to spill at the sight infront of you.
walking towards the closet where your parents kept your things. you opened it and held your breath, partly because of the dust and partly because you weren't sure if you were strong enough to do this.
you took out the photo albums and the big box wherein you stored the little tokens of memories you made together.
you dust off the album as it had been sitting there collecting dust for years. with a heavy heart, you opened it, it was amazing how all those pictures made you feel different types of emotion: sadness, nostalgia and most prominently, regret. regret that you didn't tell him enough how much you loved him, how much he meant to you, how grateful you were to have him.
he looked so youthful, full of life like he had no care about the world. and of course, he looked the handsomest amongst all.
"we look so happy here," you touched the picture as if you were trying to have a glimpse of what you felt back then, what it was like to spend most of your time in each others' company.
closing the album, you were to do what you dreaded the most: opening the box, alone. it was like a time capsule, but not buried.when the two of you put things in that time capsule, none of you thought that only one of you get to open it years later.
tears blocked your vision; your throat tightened. memories came back flooding your mind than it already had.
"y/n, when will we open this capsule again?"
"i don't know, probably when we are like fourty-fifty something."
"damn, that's old", he grimaced.
"tell me about it, i don't know if i will live that long," you chuckled.
"i'm still alive, hoon. i wish you were with me these past years. i wonder what you will look like at my age all wrinkled and with white hair. will you still brag about your looks at me?" shaking your head at your last remark.
you unlocked the time capsule, tears overflowed down your face on seeing what he had put inside it; you couldn't hold it back anymore. you cried your heart out.
he had put the a letter, a dried flower attached to it. it read, " i know we are really young but i wanna spend my whole life with you, when we open this i hope we are already married with kids (if you want) and pets, with a garden where we will plant flowers, especially our favourites. everyday i will get to wake up to you next to me, i will take you out on dates all the time;) i love you"
you recognised the flower that was attached to it, it was the flower from your first date.
# genres & pairing: semi secretive heir!sunghoon, best friend’s brother, fluff, angst # warnings: sad ending # word count: < 1.330 # note from the author: this is the second time i’ve reposted this if it doesn’t show in the tags then idk what to do
— [💸] SUNGHOON AS THE RICH GUY MALE LEAD
park sunghoon has always led a private life. he does what he can to stay away from prying eyes and very little is known about him online. out on the street, he often goes unrecognized, dubbed in the media as the “hidden heir.” throughout his youth, sunghoon was taught to blend in with his peers, never to provide any indication of the wealth he possesses, and learned how to discern people’s intentions. born into a world where one could be betrayed by one’s own family for the sake of monetary gain, sunghoon knows better than to open up his heart.
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