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tell me no lies | jjk (m)

↣ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | ceo!jungkook x robber!reader

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↣ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 | ceo au. criminal au. robbers au. angst. smut. minimal fluff.

↣ 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱 | explicit language and sexual content. oral sex (f + m receiving), unprotected sex (pls use condoms u fools), creampie, gagging, hair pulling, fingering, dirty talk, biting/marking, mild spanking, choking, multiple smut scenes.

↣ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | You chose to rob your boss, however; you never expected to fall in love with him.

↣ 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛 | this is part of the ‘under fire’ collab for @btssmutclub‘s summer project! 

↣ 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | tell me more lies  

You can hear Jimin attempting to stifle his laughter behind a cough, his pink bangs being the only thing you can see of him from the ground. His attempt to do so is futile, and Jungkook’s glare only sears daggers at him before the doe-eyed boy is hovering above you, alarmed and equally bewildered. 

You’re splayed onto the office floor playing possum, thanking the heat of the summer mixed with the beaming flare of fluorescent lights above you to have worked together in aid of a successful performance- conjuring up one single droplet of sweat to roll down your forehead. You know this ruse is beyond stupid, but if your luck holds out, you’re certain your plan will work out seamlessly.

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BUNNY

An anonymous streamer puts on a show every couple of days. When you become one of his biggest fans, your social life takes a hit—you'd rather stay glued to your laptop and stare at him than go out and meet men in real life. But, what if?

⤑ word count: 17.5k ⤑ genre: smut [oral (m and f receiving), intercourse, dirty talk, unprotected sex], friends to lovers, camboy!jk, aka jk is too shy to date but not to put on a show 😏 ⤑ rating: 18+!!!! ⤑ pairing: reader x jungkook

It was weird, for sure. Still, you felt that it was even weirder that you always needed another person to experience an orgasm. You had a feeling it shouldn’t be like that.

Of course, you didn’t mind it that much when you were in a relationship—you’d have a mouth on you and fingers in you and getting there would be really easy. Plus, you got to do it whenever you felt like it.

The problem was, you couldn’t make it happen on your own. Now that you were single, it was a huge problem.

You’ve tried God knows how many times, but it just wasn’t happening.

You’ve tried watching porn, but that didn’t work either. You’d get turned on, but nothing would happen other than your private parts getting too sensitive. It would always end up with you quitting in frustration.

The thing with the shower head didn’t work, either.

You got yourself a dildo, but that didn’t help at all.

Then, you ordered a vibrator—and of course your roommate was the one who the delivery guy handed it to—but it didn’t do much good. Taehyung still wasn’t letting you live that down. You loved living with him, but at times, he was the biggest man-child out there. How anyone could have sex with him was beyond you, considering he was still teasing people about masturbation.

You were slowly becoming desperate and then you decided to read more about female orgasms, see what could potentially help you, and that’s when you first saw someone mentioning moaning solo videos. You weren’t sure what that meant, but you were willing to try—at that point, you were down to try anything.

Of course, it was guys jerking off and being very vocal. While that got you excited, it didn’t help you orgasm. It just got you even more turned on.

By that time, you were more than frustrated. At one point, you considered just asking Taehyung to eat you out. He’d be down, you were sure, not because he had any special interest in you, but because it was a sexual activity and he never turned those down. Still, it’d be a new low for you and you were willing to try anything else before you sunk to new depths.

That’s how you found yourself on Reddit, going through subreddits about moaning videos, female masturbation, and advice on how to make yourself come. You were sick and tired of all the it’s-all-in-the-head or you-just-need-to-relax bullshit—you just wanted someone to give you some good piece of advice so you could finally come and get it over with.

And then, some girl said she had the same problem until she started watching camboys. Now, that sparked your interest so you went down the rabbit hole and found a recommendation for a user named Bunny. He was a guy who never showed his face, but had a great body and cock, and was very vocal when jerking off.

He’d stream on a website and watchers could tip him. The women said it helped them get off a lot quicker than anything else—they felt like they were in the room with him.

So, you found yourself making an account and deciding to watch Bunny the next time he streamed, on a Friday night and you did not regret it.

It felt awkward at first. What if someone saw you?

Watching porn was one thing—watching a man jerk off in real time was completely different. Not even the piece of tape you placed over your camera helped you feel any better. At least the FBI guy tracking you wouldn’t see you jerk off to this. It was indeed a new low.

But then, the show started and you forgot all about your worries when a naked muscly guy walked into frame and sat down on the chair. The camera was positioned to get everything below his chin so you couldn’t see any of his facial features or hair, but you could see his toned, firm chest and thick thighs. The center of it all was his cock, big even when soft.

As soon as you saw the small bunny tattoo next to his right hip, you understood the nickname.

It started slow—he sat down, squirted some lube onto his cock and started to jerk it slowly, getting it hard. You weren’t sure if he was watching porn or doing something else, but it didn’t take him long to get completely erect.

As soon as he started the show, you understood where all the women who recommended him were coming from—he was fucking hot even before he began moaning, and then he did, and you found yourself wanting to get off.

You weren’t sure if you wanted to close your eyes and enjoy his moaning or whether you wanted to stay glued to the screen and enjoy the image as much as the sound. You opted for the latter and you couldn’t get enough of his veiny hand stroking his cock, the other playing with his balls, while hisses and sharp inhales left his mouth.

And then, he started speaking in a very low tone which made your insides turn with excitement. It felt like he was right there.

“You like this, huh?” He grunted, and it felt like he was talking to you.

Then, he moaned as he picked up his pace. His hips started to thrust and it looked like he was fucking his fist, so it was easy to imagine yourself there being fucked instead of his fist. He looked smooth and firm all over and it became hard to look away from his body.

“You—ahhh, fuck, you make me so hard,” he grunted and sighed deeply. “Make me come all over myself,” he mumbled again in between loud moans and grunts.

Fuck, this man was amazing.

You touched your clit, your vibrator inside of you, and had a hard time focusing on only one aspect of his body—everything was perfect: his chest, especially now that his nipples have hardened and you imagined yourself grazing them; his stomach, lean and strong; his thighs, now spread, allowing you a great view of his cock, balls, and the lower part of his buttocks, all of which was so inviting you couldn’t stop thinking about licking him all over.

His long fingers stroked his balls gently, rubbed them around in his palm, tugged at them, squeezed them, while he moved his fingers up and down his cock. It went on for around ten minutes, this little show he put on, and by the eight minute, you were sweaty, dripping wet, your cunt squeezing the toy, pulsating around it, wanting to feel the real thing.

The hand that was rubbing your clit was starting to hurt, but you didn’t want to stop—you were so close you could feel it.

It did, however, feel like you had to pee, but you ignored the feeling and kept rubbing your clit harshly, feeling it harden under your fingertips, in need of a tongue to play with it. Sadly, your hand was the best you could do.

“Take me in your mouth,” Bunny said, wrapping his slender fingers around his base and pointing his cock at the camera. Then, he slapped his wet cock against his open palm and the sound of it made you grunt loudly.

“Make me fucking come,” he grunted and started to move his hand faster.

Each stroke enticed more curses and hisses from his lips, and the moaning got louder. He was now saying profanities. The tipping point for you when he started moaning the words faster, baby, faster all over again. His voice sounded low and deep, his cock seemed so red, veiny, and inviting, and the vibrator inside of you felt like a real cock for a second, so you let go and felt your walls pulsating harder against the toy as you came.

You removed the toy quickly because of the insane amount of pressure that had built up inside of you and as soon as you did that, a streak of liquid shot out of you all over the bed. Since your other hand was still touching your clit, the liquid dripped out of your quickly for a couple of seconds longer and your chest heaved up and down, your mind going blank as you let your head rest against the pillow, Bunny’s sweet low moans in the background.

Just then, his moans got a lot higher in tone and you looked at the screen just fast enough to catch him blowing his load all over himself—his chest, his thighs, his fingers, his balls. Bunny jerked himself off until he got every last drop out and then he said a quick bye and turned off the livestream.

You felt relief over him coming but then you remembered that you’d peed your bed.

Was it pee? It couldn’t be squirt.

Is this what squirting felt like? If so, it was heavenly.

The liquid seemed to have no color to it so you didn’t think it was pee. You smelled it and it didn’t smell like it. Ok, maybe a bit.

Feeling ashamed that you knew so little about something so normal, you googled it and after half an hour of research, you concluded that it was indeed squirt and that Bunny was the best moaning soloist out there. If you had any perverted girl friends, you would have definitely recommended his work.

The next Friday, you tuned in just to tip him some money because you didn’t do it the last week and if anyone deserved your money, it was him for making you come so hard after such a long time. You told yourself you’d just tip him and leave, but this time he brought some kind of oil and massaged himself all over, guttural moans leaving his mouth a lot more often than the last time, and you came again, this time around the 7 minute mark.

So, that was a weird part of your life you rarely spoke to people about. How in the hell were you going to bring it up in a casual conversation? You couldn’t talk to Taehyung about chores and slip in the fact that you’ve not only managed to make yourself come but squirt all thanks to a stranger online who broadcasted his jerk-off sessions. So you didn’t mention it, but Taehyung noticed a change in your behavior.

When he realized you finally came—he knew the struggle was real—Taehyung decided to try to get you to go out with his friends more.

“You’ll never meet a guy and have some fun if you work and stay in your room all day,” he nudged you and you decided to go because he was right.

You spent an additional four months getting off to Bunny, not even dating.

Men didn’t interest you in the slightest for a while, mostly because of the bad breakup, and it was so hard to meet someone normal.

Since Taehyung was offering you to join him and two of his closest friends, you figured you had nothing left to lose.

What else were you going to do, stay home and get yourself off to Bunny?

He wasn’t even streaming that Saturday, so you really had nothing to lose.

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

Taehyung was always an anomaly in your eyes. He was cute, funny, handsome, yet he became completely undatable the second you realized he’d fuck whoever offers. Well, almost, but that was the point—he was down to try whatever and he enjoyed living life like that.

The anomaly part came into play when you met his friends.

He, the biggest player out there, was hanging out with Jimin, a guy who’s been with the same partner for what seemed like decades, and Jungkook, an awkward gamer kid who got laid less than you, which really said a lot about him.

It’s not that you didn’t like Jungkook and Jimin—quite the contrary—but you just never imagined that the three of them could be friends.

Jimin was in a stable relationship, wasn’t a womanizer, didn’t go out as much as Taehyung, and didn’t really care for partying anymore. Still, he was very fun to be around and you always engaged in banter with him.

Jungkook has probably never cared for partying, which is why it was so surprising that Taehyung and him hung out at all. He was a couple of years younger than your roommate, and you figured that Taehyung took Jungkook under his wing and tried to teach him his ways, but failed miserably.

If you’ve ever met a man completely uninterested in contact with women, it was that guy.

As luck would have it, the two of them were the only ones going out with you and Taehyung, so you had to get over your prejudice and be nice to everyone.

The pre-drinks happened at your place and Jimin brought some pizzas while Jungkook was in charge of the beverage. He rarely said much to you, so you weren’t surprised when he grunted a hello at you and started talking to Tae like you weren’t there.

Jimin, on the other hand, hugged you and complimented you on your looks and outfit. Of course, none of that meant he was interested—it was just his way of being nice. You appreciated it nonetheless since you got so little action that even a compliment from a taken man was enough to help your struggling ego.

What didn’t help it was Taehyung blasting you in front of his friends a couple of drinks in, after you joked about him bringing yet another random girl home. It was funny because she stole your sliced bread when she left, and you couldn’t stop laughing about it from the second you two figured out that was where the bread left. Of all the things she could have taken, why the sliced bread!?

“Funny coming from someone who hasn’t gotten laid in weeks,” Taehyung pretended to glare at you, but you could tell he didn’t care about your teasing.

If he thought his comment was offensive, you could do him one better. “Try months,” you chuckled, which made Taehyung gasp.

“Pa-the-tic,” he dragged each syllable and ended with a laugh. “Guys, we really need to find her a date tonight.”

“You will do no such thing,” you tried to keep a straight face, but failed. “You three couldn’t find a decent guy even if you tried.”

“Hey, hey,” Jimin lifted both his hands up and sneered at you. “I know some very cool guys you’d be really into.”

“Where are they!?” You pretended to look around to find these friends of his, which earned you a playful smack from Taehyung and a small smile from Jungkook, who wasn’t saying much the whole night, as per usual. “If they’re anything like Taehyung, I’ll pass, thanks.”

“Yeah, she’d much rather fuck toys than real human beings,” Taehyung chuckled and you noticed how Jungkook’s head snapped in your direction, but he looked at you for a split second before looking at his drink again.

You knew that Jungkook wanted to participate in these conversations and you were sure he’d have interesting things to say since everyone said he was so much fun, but he never did, at least not when you were around.

“Do you know what privacy means or is that a foreign concept to you?” You mumbled, shaking your head and pouring yourself another gin-tonic to prepare yourself for where the conversation was about to go. Taehyung and privacy just didn’t go together.

“I’m just explaining the situation so the guys know what we’re dealing with here,” Taehyung nudged you, as what he was saying was completely normal and acceptable. “We’re just trying to help you find a decent person, get out of your room, and experience something great. After your breakup, I really thought you’d never go out with someone again, so I’m really happy you’ve decided to join us on this lovely night.”

“That’s really sweet of you guys, but I’m not even sure I’m interested in dating,” you leaned back into the sofa and took a sip of the drink, feeling the bitterness of it against your tongue and hoping it would hit you soon.

“Fine, sex it is!” Taehyung patted your thigh excitedly. “This means that the number of eligible single men has gone up significantly, which is actually great news. Jimin, what about Yoongi?”

“Engaged,” Jimin shrugged and looked at you like he was breaking your heart when in fact, you didn’t even know who the guy in question was.

“Okay, then Jungkook… What about… Seokjin?” Taehyung asked and looked at the youngest person in the room, who seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. When he realized it was a question for him, Jungkook snapped out of it and shot a glance your way.

“Uh, nope,” he simply said and when Taehyung kept staring at him, he realized he’d have to explain his response. “With all due respect,” he looked at you and smiled faintly, as if he was just going to insult you. “Seokjin is actually trying to settle down and since you’re not really interested in dating, it’s not a good match.”

“That’s true,” you agreed with a nod, clearly surprising him. “There’s no point in wasting someone’s time.”

“How’s sex a waste of anyone’s time!?” Taehyung scoffed, shaking his head at you. “You’re both dumb. I think Jin knows his way around women and it’s exactly what you,” he looked at you now, “need.”

“Jungkook just said the guy’s not interested in sex only,” you waved your hand and downed the rest of your drink. “I don’t even know these guys so I don’t think any of it would work.”

“Namjoon?” Jimin said, making everyone’s head snap in his direction.

Taehyung jumped up excitedly, spilling a bit of his drink over his pants. “Fuck! That’s a great idea!” Then, he turned to you, still rushing with excitement. “Namjoon is really interesting and you’d find him hot. He’s smart. Has a bit of a problem getting comfortable around ladies, but so do most guys before they get confident. He’s Jungkook’s friend.”

You guessed that much yourself when you heard his description—you couldn’t imagine Jungkook in the company of a guy who knew how to talk to women, unless it was Jimin or Taeyhung.

“And,” Jimin lifted his finger, trying to make a point. “He’s no stranger to a one-night stand, so if you’re not looking for anything serious and you don’t want to get to know him and all that, I’m sure he’d be down.”

“What man is a stranger to one-night stands!?” You scoffed, thinking it was a ridiculous statement. In your experience, all men ever wanted was to fuck without any commitments.

“Jungkook!” Jimin and Taehyung said in unison before bursting into laughter, and it made you feel sorry for him.

“Sorry, dude, it was just the perfect setup,” Taehyung reached out to pat his head and Jungkook shrugged, getting frustrated. You could tell that by the way he tongued his cheek.

“You two should both get out more and talk to more people,” Jimin looked at you and Jungkook. “You because you really need to get laid and Jungkook because he needs to talk to more women, period.”

“Right!? It’s time, man,” Taehyung added his two cents. “Namjoon gets away with his awkwardness because he has the balls to ask someone to come home with him. If you did the same, someone would say yes, and you’d get laid.”

“It’s as easy as that,” Jimin decided to delve into it a bit more. “Sooner or later, you’ll hit it off with someone even if you don’t know what to say. I know you overthink it, but trust me, sometimes women don’t want you to talk to them or be all romantic or have great pick up lines. Sometimes, they just don’t expect to be swept off their feet and that’s where you come in.”

As someone who wasn’t that close to Jungkook, mostly because he always seemed to be embarrassed in your or any kind of female company, you felt bad for him. The guys were implying that there was no way he’d attract a woman into wanting to date him, so the best he could do was find someone who just wanted to get laid and who’d overlook his “flaw” of being shy.

Maybe it was the booze, maybe it was the fact that the two guys had just picked on you for the lack of a sex life, but you decided to step in for Jungkook.

“Some girls find shyness attractive,” you said, surprising all three of them, but mostly Jungkook, whose mouth formed an O for a second. “You’re both being pricks to him. Not everyone wants the guy to be all slick and confident, it’s a turn off for some girls.”

“Oh, really?” Taehyung expressed his disapproval by scoffing loudly. “Name one.”

“Me,” you looked at him like he was an idiot, because he was. “When have I ever gone home with a guy who walked up to me with the attitude you two are trying to make seem presentable? Never.”

“When have you ever gone home with a random guy ever?” Taehyung asked confidently, knowing he had you there.

“Okay, fair enough,” you shrugged, realizing Taehyung was right. Still, that didn’t make your statement any less true. “But what I said still stands. I know a lot of women and I am certain they’d be put off by a sleazy guy trying to get them to go to bed.”

“Of course, that’s true,” Jimin chirped. “But you have to remember this—a guy who walks up to everyone in the club is more likely to get laid than the one who doesn’t talk to anyone at the club,” he looked at Jungkook, who seemed to be regretting going out with you all in the first place. “We just want Jungkook to come out of his shell and talk to a girl.”

“That’s it!” Taehyung clapped in excitement. “You two should talk to each other more. Like, you can help Jungkook get over his shyness with women and he could introduce you to some of his single friends. They’re a bit younger, but most of them are single.”

The plan was great, you had to admit, but you knew it wouldn’t work. Jungkook, as always, tried his best to ignore you. You spoke a couple of times during the night and you both went home alone, like losers, which Taehyung called you when you said you were tired and wanted to leave.

Funnily enough, once you got home, showered, dried your hair, and got under your sheets, you noticed that Bunny was streaming, so you joined the stream and got off to the sweet sound of his moans once again, falling asleep peacefully.

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

You’d practically given up on your social life after that lame attempt, but Taehyung wasn’t having it.

He barged into your room on a Friday night and thank fuck you weren’t watching the Bunny stream which was on at that moment because he would have caught you red-handed and would have never ever let you forget about it. You’d probably have to move out because of sheer embarrassment.

Luckily, you tried to be a strong person that night and resist your urges to watch Bunny. You didn’t want to watch him or anyone else. If you were going to come, you were going to do it with a man or on your own.

The decision came after Bunny streamed three days in a row and you cancelled two separate plans with your friends so you could be home to catch the live-streams.

It was an act of an obsessed person and you didn’t want to become that, so you were trying to spend that Friday night watching a movie instead of being a horny loser and watching him yet another time and not being a step closer to meeting someone in real life.

Instead, Taehyung managed to drag you out of bed.

He was dying to go out and wanted to find company. Jungkook said they would drink at his place at 9pm but wasn’t responding to Taehyung’s texts and Jimin couldn’t make it. The other guys were also busy, so you were his last hope for a good night out. Taehyung’s life was really sad if you were his only hope, and you made that very clear, but your bitter comment just made him laugh.

In an hour, you got out of your room, ready to party just to find him packing the alcohol into a bag.

“Where are we going?”

“Jungkook’s not responding, but he’s home. It’s Friday. Where else would he be?” Taehyung laughed at his own joke, as if it was impossible Jungkook had other plans. “No, seriously, he’s probably working out. We’ll remind him of our plan and drink while he gets ready.”

You decided to tag along because anything beat staying at home, tempted to turn on the live-stream. No, hanging out with friends and meeting real people was much better. Besides, you’d given up on Bunny.

Taehyung knocked on the front door of Jungkook’s apartment loudly, so loud it would have woken up dead people. After what seemed like minutes, a red in the face, sweaty, wet-haired Jungkook opened the door. He was wearing a sweatshirt and shorts and seemed exhausted.

At first, he seemed surprised to see you two there but then it dawned on him that he’d forgotten the agreement with Taehyung, so he slapped his forehead. “Fuck! I’m sorry, come in,” he said, opening the door.

Taehyung grunted at him and went straight for the kitchen while you opted for the living room. You’d been there before, but you didn’t really feel comfortable walking through his apartment like that. Taehyung always made himself at home. Jungkook stood there awkwardly until Taehyung got back, and you two shot glances at each other. “Sorry, I’ll go have a shower and I’ll join you.”

“No, don’t worry! Take your time, jerk off while you’re at it,” Taehyung laughed at his own joke again and handed you the glass while Jungkook ran off to the bathroom.

“You’re mean,” you told him, pouring the juice into the glasses Taehyung had already filled with vodka. “It happens, people forget.”

“It’s Friday night and this dude is working out all alone in his room,” he seemed dissatisfied with Jungkook’s choice. “It’s like he doesn’t even want our help!”

“Dude, you’re going out with a friend. Stop acting like you’re the Red Cross and you’re doing him a huge favor,” you spat the words at him, hoping he’d understand he was treating Jungkook a bit unfairly. “Going out should be a fun experience, and not whatever you’re trying to make this into. No wonder he pretended to forget about this.”

“Okay, I get what you mean, but listen,” he leaned in and sighed, as if he was just going to explain why he was right about this as he was about everything. “He needs help. I mean it!”

“You’re a jerk,” you rolled your eyes. Yeah, Jungkook had a problem talking to women, but you were sure he wasn’t as desperate as Taehyung made him sound.

“A month ago, he promised me and Jimin he would make more of an effort to talk to you,” Taehyung leaned back into the sofa and laughed. “Look how great that’s going for him!”

“Why me?”

“Because you’re the only woman he has access to,” Taehyung looked at you like you were stupid while frowning. “We didn’t tell him to hit on you or anything like that. Just to talk to you because you’re a woman. The more he talks to you, the less relaxed he’ll be talking with other girls, right?”

“Okay, I see your point. That’s not such a bad idea,” you had to agree even though you didn’t want to agree with any of Taehyung’s tactics. “But he never speaks to me.”

“That’s my exact fucking point! That’s why I’m so frustrated with him. You’re right here! Jimin asks questions about your sex life that even I wouldn’t dare ask and Jungkook can’t even ask you how you’re doing. I mean, he does do that from time to time, let’s give him that. But he leaves it at small talk and he does that with everyone. He’s bad at small talk, so it never leads anywhere.”

“Maybe he’d do better with some deeper topics, you never know,” you suggested. “He does seem to have a lot more interests than you, if I’m honest.”

“Because he plays games?”

“And works out,” you pointed out, which made your roommate laugh. “And cleans, from the look of it.”

“Cleaning is not an interest. It’s a way for fucked up people to get out of their thoughts,” Taehyung looked happy with his conclusion. “Know how I know? I live with you. Ha!”

You had no choice but to laugh at his pettiness. Even though Taehyung sometimes seemed cruel, he was actually just straightforward and honest with people, whether they liked it or not. You, for one, enjoyed having that kind of honesty. You hated when people tiptoed around, so he was the perfect choice for a roommate.

Right then, Jungkook came out of the bathroom, mumbling apologies because he forgot to take clean clothes with him to the bathroom. Now, you didn’t want to be a perv and stare at him wrapped only in a towel, but you were interested in seeing his body. Everyone always kept talking about how he worked out hard to build up his confidence, so you were just curious about it. Besides, it’s been a long time since you’d seen anyone naked from the waist up.

The sneak peek was enough to take you aback. A guy with a body like that was that flustered around women? Him? It didn’t make sense. Jungkook seemed to be chiseled from head to toe.

Your gaze unwillingly flew down to his crotch, making you feel like a total creep, and that’s when you saw it.

It was right there, staring at you.

You choked on your drink, sat up straight, and cleared your throat repeatedly, feeling like someone has hit the air out of your chest. Taehyung was watching Jungkook make his way from the bathroom to the room, but when he noticed your reaction to Jungkook’s half naked body, he turned his attention to you, extremely curious about everything.

Jungkook stopped dead in his tracks to look at you and he saw you ogling his bunny tattoo.

Then, you lifted your gaze and it met his. and you knew he knew. In that moment, you were 100% sure he knew you’d recognized him from the tattoo. This meant that he also knew you watched his videos, which was a total defeat and embarrassment you’d never get over.

He knew!

He disappeared into his bedroom and Taehyung screamed loudly. “Oh my God! You just eye-fucked Jungkook so hard!” He patted your thigh and screamed out again. “This is fucking marvelous!”

Luckily, Taehyung wasn’t in the streaming world so he had no idea what had just happened there. You, on the other hand, felt mortified, but you clinged on to the hope that you were making it up and that a) Jungkook wasn’t Bunny and b) if he were, he didn’t know you watched him. One of the options had to be true.

He couldn’t be Bunny, right? Jungkook?

The can’t-talk-to-a-woman-to-save-his-life dude? He’s Bunny?

You were making it up. God knows how many men out there had this tacky tattoo.

“Shut up,” you said as you poured yourself a shot of vodka and downed it, feeling yourself sweating. This couldn’t be happening!

“Oh come on, you were ogling the dude,” Taehyung spread his arms out in confusion, blissfully unaware of your inner turmoil. “Besides, you’re looking to get laid, so is he. How didn’t I think of it before? You two should fuck. If you do want it, just tell him. He’d be more than happy to, trust me!”

“And how would you know?” You glared at him, annoyed at his words, but mostly at yourself for giving yourself away like that. Even if Jungkook was Bunny, you shouldn’t have reacted that way. He never would have known! “Oh, I forgot, you know everything!”

“No, Jungkook’s my friend and I remember him telling me he’d like to fuck you many, many times,” he glared right back, sticking his tongue out at you like a little kid who was fighting another kid. “So, please. I’m telling you, if you want to fuck him, I won’t judge. I mean, he looks hot without his shirt on, I have to admit it.”

“That’s not the point,” you shook your head, not even thinking about the proposed idea. All you could think about was Bunny, Bunny, Bunny. There was the slightest chance that it was Jungkook. “He’s your friend. I don’t want you to know anything about my naked body, for starters.”

“Ouch,” Taehyung placed a hand over his heart and poured you another drink. “I’m not that sleazy, and neither is Jungkook, so chill out.”

You changed the topic to a girl Taehyung was seeing this week and hoped he wouldn’t mention anything when Jungkook joined you.

A drink later, he did exactly that as soon as Jungkook walked out of his bedroom, completely dressed in a black button up and dark jeans, and sat down next to Taehyung. You sneaked a glance his way and tried to figure out whether Bunny’s body was hiding underneath those clothes. Was he Bunny?

“I’ve just had a great idea,” Taehyung informed him while handing him the drink he prepared—two thirds vodka, one third juice. “I’ll go out and leave you two to fuck.”

The suggestion made Jungkook stare at Taehyung in awe before turning his attention to you. Now, he seemed a lot more confident than earlier—he managed to look straight into your eyes as if he was waiting for you to say something. When he realized you weren’t going to indulge him, he spoke up. “What?”

“She drooled after seeing you naked. You’re trying to fuck, she’s in desperate need of a real dick, so why the hell not?” Taehyung looked at Jungkook and then at you, but you were too busy staring at each other.

Did he know?

Earlier, you hoped not, but seeing him stare at you like that told you he did. He’d never looked at you like this before, not shying away from your gaze.

He knew.

Jungkook knew you got off while watching him do the same and he suddenly gained a lot more confidence than you were used to seeing from him.

Would he mention it, though? That was the real question here.

If he did, would Taehyung ever let you live it down?

God, what would happen when Jimin found out!? The two of them would never let it go.

Would you ever be able to be in the same room as Jungkook? The worst part about it, your nights with Bunny were over, period. All chances of going back were ruined.

“I actually think it’s a great idea,” Jungkook said in a straight tone, surprising everyone in the room.

“Fuck!” Taehyung jumped up, downed his drink, and grabbed his jacket, clearly deciding to leave you two to it. “See you fuckers!”

“Tae!” You spoke up, but too late. He was already by the front door, dimming the lights. “Since you’re both awkward fucks, it’s better that the lights aren’t that bright. See you tomorrow, fuck each other’s brains out, bye!”

He slammed the door and a really long and uncomfortable silence ensued. You weren’t sure why Jungkook said what he’d said, or why you didn’t react sooner, or why Taehyung left like this was a great idea. Most of all, you were worried about your little secret and whether Jungkook would say it out loud and make it real.

Jungkook downed the drink Taehyung had given him a couple of minutes prior and then poured himself another one. He decided to pour some more vodka in your drink too, like he knew you needed it badly. Then, he sighed loudly and downed that drink too before shooting a glance at you.

“So, I think we should… Uh… Discuss this?” Jungkook said, clearing his throat before sighing again and finally looking at you for more than a second. Sadly, he did it when you least wanted it.

“W-what exactly?” Your voice gave out on you, cracking when you spoke up, so you had a bit of the drink to wash down the awkwardness. What the fuck was wrong with you? He probably didn’t even know you knew. He wasn’t Bunny, there was no fucking way. It was just Jungkook.

“Bunny,” he said the word confidently. Oh, so he was Bunny. And now he knew you knew.

The man in front of you helped you have the best orgasms you’ve ever had and now he knew it. He was Taehyung’s friend. Everyone would find out. Your reputation would be ruined, as if it hasn’t already suffered enough.

“Oh,” you said, words not coming to you. What were you supposed to say? Yeah, I jerk off to you almost every night? Embarrassing. “I’d rather not.”

“Do me a favor and do it?” He looked at you questioningly and you weren’t sure what he was referring to—did he want you to talk about it or do what Taehyung suggested?

You sighed, realizing that you couldn’t just get up and run away without talking about this with him, no matter how terrifying it sounded. It was Jungkook and you had to run into him eventually. Besides, Taehyung would try to force it out of you. “What exactly do you want to talk about?”

If he’d asked you what you thought about his dick or something as Taehyung-like as that, you would have run straight for the door and cried your way home. Thankfully, Jungkook had more tact than that. In fact, that wasn’t his biggest concern.

“I know it’s awkward,” he said, rubbing his hands against his pants. “But it’s the same for me, so we’re even.”

“Uh, I think it’s weirder on my side,” you told him, not making yourself feel any better. To do that, you drank some more of your drink, thankful for the extra vodka Jungkook had added earlier. You needed something stronger if you were about to discuss this whole thing with Jungkook.

“I don’t know how to go about this, but… It’s kind of weird knowing you know what I do,” he said, looking straight ahead. “And I’d prefer it if you didn’t talk about it. To Taehyung or Jimin or, actually, anyone.”

“I won’t if you won’t,” you offered the deal without thinking—you would have done anything for this to stay between the two of you.

“Deal,” he reached out to shake your hand and you took it without hesitation. When he touched you, you realized those were the same hands you watched wrapped around his cock, the same hands that would eventually end up sprayed with coats of cum, that would caress his balls. The same hands you wished were on you so many fucking time. Fuck. “Glad we could, uh, work this out.”

“I’ll drink to that,” you said and downed the rest of your drink, getting up. “I’ll get going now.”

“You-you don’t want to stay and talk?” He asked, seemingly confused. Clearly, Jungkook didn’t think this was as embarrassing for you as it was for him. Why in the hell would you want to discuss this with him of all people? You wanted to forget it ever happened.

“About what?” You stopped dead in your tracks, unsure of what you should do.

“I mean,” he scoffed, looking down at his hands as he rested his elbows on his thighs. “If we don’t talk now, things will be extremely awkward the next time Taehyung sees us.”

Oh fuck, Taehyung. You forgot all about the fact that he thought you stayed here to fuck. He would want to hear all the details, for sure. He had probably already texted absolutely all of your mutual friends to tell them the great news of how he hit two birds with one stone tonight with you two.

“Ah, fuck,” you grunted, sitting back down, realizing that ou had to do this. “Did you have to tell him we’d fuck!?”

“I’m sorry,” Jungkook really did look apologetic, you had to give him that. “I just didn’t know how else to get you to talk to me alone. I sure as fuck didn’t want to discuss this at the club.”

“You’re right, you’re right,” you nodded, imagining the horror of having a drunken public conversation about Jungkook being the livestream god that you got off to more often than not. “I mean, we could have avoided it altogether.”

You watched Jungkook as the corners of his mouth formed a smile. “And what after?” Then, he turned to look straight at you and you didn’t have an answer for him. “Things would get even weirder.”

“Face it, things will be weird,” you said with a shrug. “Please, pour some vodka.”

Jungkook did as you asked, topping up his drink as well before you both downed them, gulping like you hadn’t had a sip to drink in years. Embarrassment was a real bitch. You never usually had a problem with talking to people—whether you were sexually interested in them or not. Now it seemed that you’ve morphed into Jungkook and that both of you were equally uncomfortable around each other.

“Can we make it not weird somehow?” He suggested and you could tell he was really going through it. After all, this was the longest and most serious conversation you two have ever had.

“Okay, we’re adults,” you said, nodding before sighing deeply. Fuck, this was awkward. You’ve gotten off to Jungkook. “You have to understand that it’s really kind of embarrassing to sit here when you know I watch you.”

“Watch?” He cocked an eyebrow up, seeming more interested in the conversation all of a sudden. “Like, regularly?”

You shot him a glare, sensing that he was enjoying this piece of information a lot more than he was supposed to. “Don’t even fucking start,” you waved your hand at him. “It’s weird.”

“Well, it’s worse on this end, trust me.”

You frowned in confusion. “How the fuck is it worse?”

“You’ve seen me naked. You know what I do. You could blackmail me for life. All I know about you is that you watch online porn, wow!” He shook his head and looked down again, seeming defeated. “It’s a hell of a lot worse.”

“Okay, you have a point,” you chuckled, finally understanding his side of things. “But still, like you’ve said, I’ve seen you naked and I’ve—fuck, why does it have to be this weird—I’ve gotten off on that. That’s infinitely more weird than what you do.”

“Everyone watches porn, not everyone makes it,” he made a good point. “Besides, that’s just like a really good fucking compliment.”

You wanted to tell him that it was a compliment because he had the prettiest dick you’ve ever seen and you’ve never even thought of dicks as something nice—they were a means to a very happy end. However, you couldn’t say that. It was Jungkook, the guy who had trouble talking to you about anything serious! And you jerked off when watching him do the same and wishing he was filling you up instead of your vibrator. It was gross and weird and uncomfortable.

“Sure, but you’re just putting content out there. I really didn’t know it was you, I swear,” you said before sipping your drink again, hoping it would make this less embarrassing. It felt like you’d invaded his privacy. He had this whole secret life no one knew about and he liked it, and then you came and fucked it all up. “Had I known, I really wouldn’t have watched!”

“That’s the whole point,” he chuckled, a smile playing on his lips even after the chuckle died out. He rubbed his bottom lip with his index finger while holding his glass and staring right ahead.

“What is?” If there was a point, you completely missed it but it was no wonder, considering that you were thinking about all the times you practically drooled over Taehyung’s best friend.

“I don’t… Women don’t really like me, right?” He shrugged and it made you feel bad for him for a second. Did he really think he was that unappealing? “Not in real life anyway. But, when I go online, so many of them do.”

That was true, so fucking many women wanted a piece of him. You saw women giving him hundreds of dollars so he’d say a certain phrase or a name and if that didn’t qualify as popular with women, you didn’t know what else did. The fact that Bunny was Jungkook was shocking mostly because of the difference in self-confidence between the two. Bunny was proud to flaunt his body, Jungkook couldn’t even look at a woman for more than two seconds.

“So you don’t do it for the money?” You asked, which made him look at you and frown for a second before shaking his head.

“Not really,” he admitted without taking a second to think about your question. “Does it come in handy? Sure, I have a bigger savings account than I ever thought I would, but it’s not that.”

“Then what is it?”

“It’s a confidence thing, I guess,” Jungkook said after downing the rest of his drink. He looked at the bottle but then decided not to pour again. “As you know because my friends won’t stop fucking me because of it, I’m not that great at talingk to women. I say something, don’t know what else to say, can’t think of anything funny or interesting, and just, uh, fuck up in general,” he was getting flustered so he took a deep breath. “Like right now. But okay. So I started working out to feel better. I have some online friends and someone jokingly said I had a good voice and should record moaning videos. We all laughed it off but then I did it. I didn’t tell them, clearly, but I wanted to see if it would get anyone going. It did, so I created more, and then eventually it led to videos. When I posted the first one, it was the first time I got a compliment on my looks from a woman. And not the you’re-so-cute, you’re-such-a-nice-guy-, I-like-you-as-a-friend type of comment. You know what kind of comments are left on the stream. The fact that people tip is just a bonus, that option wasn’t even there in the beginning.”

“I can’t even look you in the eye when saying this, but trust me, the content is ten out of ten,” you nodded knowingly. “If you’re doing it to get more confident, you should be at least twice as confident as Tae judging by how many women enjoy you.”

Jungkook smirked at you and for a second you saw the guy he could be if he just relaxed for a fucking second when he was talking to anyone who had a pussy.

“Thanks,” he said, still looking at you. This time, you were the first one to look away, ashamed of having his eyes on you. “I do it to know that I can get women off. So that’s what I get out of it.”

“That’s totally understandable,” you said, suddenly feeling intrigued. “Has it helped you?”

Jungkook looked at you like he didn't understand, so you explained yourself. “With confidence, I mean.”

“What do you think?” He looked at you with a deadpan expression, which made you chuckle.

“Well, you’re talking to me just fine. In fact, I’m the more awkward one here right now.”

“I mean, once the worst happens, what’s there to be afraid of?” Jungkook shrugged. “You know what I do, you watched it, but it doesn’t change anything. I’m me, you’re you, we’ll just move on.”

“Maybe you should go into every conversation with women like that, thinking that they’ve watched you at one point or another, if that makes it easier,” you suggested, but he brushed it off.

“You’re not exactly all women,” he added with a scoff, but you weren’t sure what he meant by that. “You know most of my friends. I see you all the time. If some random woman at the club knew, so what? I could pretend it wasn’t me or something. But the second you saw the tattoo, I knew. Fucking Taehyung and his showing up unannounced.”

“Well, he did announce himself, you just forgot.”

“I wouldn’t have started the stream if I hadn’t forgotten, trust me,” he told you with a knowing look.

“Oh, right, you had the stream,” you said, outing yourself even more.

What Jungkook knew was that you’ve seen his live-stream before. For all he knew, it happened once, maybe twice. However, someone who’d seen him once wouldn’t have known about his uploads. Only people who were subscribed got those updates about when he’d post next.

“So you follow the streams?” He asked so matter-of-factly, as if it wasn’t such a damning fact, as if it didn’t mean you were so insanely attracted to his voice, moaning, and naked body that you followed his schedule to know when you’d be getting off next.

“Maybe,” you gulped, feeling extremely embarrassed since you were caught red-handed.

“Interesting,” Jungkook noted with a grin. “Can I ask you something?”

“After this conversation? You can ask me anything,” you laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation.

“Will you continue to watch?” He asked, turning to face you again with an expression you couldn’t read. “Now that you know it’s me?”

“I don’t think so,” you told him right away because you’d make the decision before you even knew it was him. Now that you did know Bunny’s identity, it served as another deterrent from this little secret hobby of yours.

“Oh,” Jungkook said, looking at the glass again before deciding to fill it up and down the shot.

“It’s not because of you,” you tried to explain, noticing that your decision made him feel bad. After all, it did sound very rude—you wanted to watch when he was an anonymous guy, but now that you knew it was him, you’d lost interest.

“Don’t worry, I get it,” he gave you a faint smile, but you could tell it really wasn’t okay. “I mean, the whole thing is cursed.”

“What do you mean?”

“It gives me the illusion that people are into me,” Jungkook admitted with a sigh. “But here you are, following the stream so, clearly, liking the content, but now you know it’s me, you’re put off by it completely.”

“That’s not exactly true—” you tried to explain, but Jungkook cut you off.

“Like I’ve said, don’t worry. It’s not your fault. I get it, I really do. You only saw my… dick and you liked that. If it comes in a package with my face and personality, it’s not exactly a good thing,” he said, chuckling, even though he was clearly not entertained. His expression and tone would have given him off even if he hadn’t said all of that out loud.

“Stop with the whole self-demeaning thing,” you told him, which instantly made him look at you, and it felt like you were scolding a scared kid. Still, you had to say it. “Why don’t you just talk to people? How can I know anything about your personality if you don’t talk to me? This is not easy to say, okay?, but you have a great dick and a very cute face. You don’t seem like a bad guy and this shyness of yours, like I’ve said, can be a huge plus for you if you only talk to women a bit more. Have a drink if you need to and talk.”

Jungkook leaned back into the sofa and took a while to think about your words. “I know you’re right about that, but it’s not that easy. I’m clumsy with words. I don’t know how to ask for what I want, so I talk in circles. What’s the fucking point of having hundreds of women watching you when you can’t talk to a single one?”

“That sounds tough,” you agreed. It must have been really strange to have all these women lining up for him and then feeling unable to speak to a single one. He brought a lot of pleasure to a lot of women yet he got none out of it. “But you can work on it. Try to have one conversation a day or something.”

“How would you get a woman to sleep with you, if you were me?”

His question wasn’t a rhetorical one so you thought about the answer for a while. All bets were off at this point and he was clearly trying to make the most he could out of the absolute clusterfuck of a situation. “If it was a one time thing, then I’d just go straight to the point and tell the girl that I’m just looking for some fun and that she’s gorgeous. If it’s someone I like, I’d tell them that they make me flustered so it’s hard to get the words out but that I’d like a chance to prove I can be a real bunny in the bedroom.”

Jungkook scoffed and then shook his head at you, clearly disappointed with you. “Fuck you.”

“I’m joking. I’d say beast instead of bunny, makes it a lot more fierce,” you joked, downing the rest of your drinking and thinking about the next one when Jungkook took you about. “What I mean is, even if you can’t talk about it in detail, you can say something meaningful. One intimate thing is worth a lot more than three hours of nonsense. I’d just be honest if I were you.”

“So, here goes nothing,” Jungkook said before taking a deep breath. “I really, really like you and I’m a fuck-up when it comes to talking, but I’d like you to forget the fact that I’m me and give me a chance to be Bunny. For you. Without the filming. And tipping, clearly.”

The last part made you chuckle, and your nerves were to blame as well. Was he saying what you thought he was saying? Why were you even thinking about it? Your pussy throbbed at the idea of him acting like Bunny in front of you, of getting naked and jerking off for you.

If you were being honest, it throbbed because this was the first time in a long time a good-looking guy made a sexual proposition and you were dying to finally feel something real. If Jungkook really wanted this, you wanted him to speak about it more, to help him get out of his shell. How would you two do anything if he couldn’t talk to you about sexual topics? It wouldn’t work.

“You want me to watch you jerk off?” You cocked your head to the side and played dumb while thoughts about him naked roamed your mind.

Jungkook chewed on the inside of his cheek before taking a deep breath. “No, I want to fuck you.”

“Okay, we’re making progress here,” you joked, but noticed he wasn’t laughing. Besides, you shouldn’t have been joking about anything—you got shivers when he said the word “fuck” like a horny obsessed creep. “I’m not taking this as a joke, I just want us to talk about it if we’re thinking about doing it.”

“You’re thinking about it?” Jungkook’s eyes widened when he realized that and it took him a while to look away this time. The fact that he found this surprising was insane. Did he not know how hot he was?

“Maybe,” you grinned, realizing that you’d already made your mind up.

Was it stupid? Yes.

Would you regret it? Maybe.

Did you want to try Bunny in person? Fuck yes.

Did you think Jungkook deserved a chance? He was a good guy, so why not?

You were ready to meet some okay dude and go home with him, so why not Jungkook? The whole reason why you never thought about fucking him was that you never even talked. Now that’s changed. Another reason you had against it was that he was close to Tae and you really didn’t want your roommate to know details about your sex life. Since Jungkook wanted to keep his Bunny thing a secret, you were sure he would never share any kind of sexual information about you with his friend.

“What do you want to talk about?” He asked eagerly and chewed on his bottom lip. You had to admit flusteredness looked hot on him.

“You,” you smiled at him, hoping he’d calm down. “Do you want another drink?”

“Nope, I’m good,” he said shortly, but then explained, as if he remembered that you wanted him to talk more. “I mean, if we do this, I want to be sober.”

“Good thinking,” you nodded at him. “I’ll have another one.”

Before your hand touched the bottle, Jungkook’s was on yours, and it felt so big and warm, so you instantly remembered what it looked like wrapped around his veiny cock. “Uhm, if… If we’re fucking, I’d like you to be present. Meaning, not wasted.”

“Oh, okay,” you nodded and moved your hand away from his. “Fair enough.”

For a minute or so, both of you were quiet, looking around.

You weren’t sure what Jungkook was thinking about—probably what he was going to talk to you about—but you were focusing on how you wanted to approach this. Did you want to wait until he made the first move, initiated everything, and took control or did you want to help him out?

One side of you wanted to make him step up, but the other side was telling you to be fair and help him out. He was already having some confidence issues, so it would probably help him more if you initiated at least the conversation.

However, Jungkook beat you to it. “How did you find the stream?”

“I…” you stopped, unsure of the best way to go about it. “Long story short, I haven’t had sex in a long time and I never really came on my own,” you admitted, suddenly feeling a bit sheepish around him, mostly because he played such a key part in the story he knew nothing about. Still, if you were going to make this more comfortable, you had to give some too. “So I decided to change it, got toys, watched porn, but I guess nothing worked. Then I got into the moaning video world and it happened.”

“Oh, cool,” he said, as if this wasn’t extremely awkward and personal for you. “So you watch other streamers as well?”

He made watching men jerk off sound like the most normal thing out there. “No, I don’t.”

Your confession made his head snap in your direction. “You only watch me?”

“Yes,” you admitted, smiling at him. “You’re that good.”

You knew that would soothe his ego, but you also knew he deserved it. It was funny how a lot less attractive men had so much more confidence than Jungkook, who had nothing wrong with him.

“Thanks,” he said, looking down with a grin he so desperately tried to hide. “And did you manage to do it?”

“Do what, sorry?”

“Come,” he said the word in a much lower tone, the one he used on stream, and it instantly made your pussy clench. You were conditioned to start soaking the second you heard his low voice talking or, even worse, moaning.

“I-I did,” you admitted, hating yourself for letting your voice falter like that. He already knew you watched him. Did he have to know he managed to get you come every single time?

“Are you ashamed of this?” Jungkook seemed concerned for a second and you appreciated the sentiment.

“Of course,” you said with a shrug. “But what can I do? I saw you naked and thought about you while getting myself off. It’s kind of embarrassing, to say the least.”

Jugkook cleared his throat before responding. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ve never seen you naked and I’ve jerked off to you numerous times.”

“You have?” Curiosity got the better of you and you just had to know. Besides, if you were going to fuck him, it was good to know things like this.

“Have you seen yourself?” Jungkook asked with a scoff. “Yeah, I’m that much of a loser. Can’t say a single word to you but jerk off to you when I get home.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. Does that gross you out?”

“Jungkook, I’ve seen you get yourself off. Nothing about it grosses me out,” you were never that shameless before, but then again, this situation was one of a kind. “And honestly, you’d get so much more pussy if you said things like this to women.”

“You think women like someone telling them they’d jerk off on them?” Jungkook asked, genuinely wondering, completely looking over or ignoring your compliment. You figured he was too ashamed to address it.

“Not everyone, sure, but some would,” you shrugged. “I mean, if I like a guy and he tells me that, I’d enjoy it. Like you said, it’s a confidence thing.”

“Good to know,” he nodded with a smile. “I mean, you’re right. If someone knows you personally and jerks off to you, it’s a really good compliment.”

“It’s a compliment even if they don’t know it’s you,” you added, knowing it would get him flustered because he’d know you were talking about him. Jungkook nodded in response, clearly thinking of what he was going to say to that.

The more you thought about it, the better the idea seemed. You know what he was hiding under those clothes and you wanted to have some fun, and so did he. Why not?

“Jungkook, do you want to fuck me?” You asked, hoping he’d be calm enough to respond.

“Yes,” he did so right away, ready for the question. “I really fucking do.”

“Now?”

“Whenever you let me,” Jungkook sighed.

“Do you think you’ll be good at it?” You asked, feeling like it was the right time to tease him.

“Uh, I,” he fumbled a bit but then calmed himself down with a deep breath. “If you can come just by watching me jerk off, I think I’ll be fine.”

“But that’s not all you do,” you pouted and stood up just to walk over to him and stand right between his legs, leaving him with no option other than to look up at you. “You make the sweetest sounds.”

“If you want that, you can have it,” he agreed in an instant.

“Are you sure you’re not embarrassed? Too ashamed to do this? You know we’ll have to get naked and touch each oth—” you were cut off by his sudden movement.

You were being mean, you knew it. You were teasing, but only because you were still trying to figure out whether this was something you two needed to do.

What if Jungkook wasn’t ready? He barely talked to you before that night, so you weren’t sure he’d have the guts to do much, and if the whole experience sucked, it would be really weird to see each other after.

But, then again, he was Bunny, the confident, hot guy who could now make you come just by speaking.

Jungkook cut you off mid-teasing by standing up and leaning in, as if he was just about to kiss you. “You treat me like a baby far too often for someone who gets off on me every couple of days.”

“Those two aren’t correlated,” you tried to joke your way out of it, but Jungkook was towering over you, letting you inhale the sweet scent of his cologne, and you felt so small next to him all of a sudden.

“You’re absolutely right,” he agreed with a chuckle. “The fact that watching me turns you on has nothing to do with you acting like a brat right now and trying to make me nervous.”

“Oh, and you aren’t nervous?” You cocked your head to the side and placed both hands on his chest. “I feel like you are. You’re finally getting words out, so that’s something.”

“I’ll get a lot more words out of you, trust me,” he said with an air of confidence you weren’t used to seeing from him.

Jungkook sat back down on the sofa and spread his legs, as if he was waiting for you to straddle him, so you did exactly that. You couldn’t help it—his spread thighs looked so inviting, even when they were covered by jeans. Two could play this game and you were determined to win. You could swear he shuddered when you sat on him and placed your hands on his shoulders, but you didn’t think much of it—it was normal to be nervous in this situation.

“Are you sure about that?” You asked cockily when you realized he was speechless.

In response, Jungkook started to unbutton his shirt until all you could see in front of yourself was his naked chest. Then, he leaned back against the sofa, letting himself fall into the cushions. “Are you sure?”

“Hm,” you hummed in agreement and let your hands wander over his chest. When you touched him, you felt his body stiffen under you, but Jungkook relaxed and let your cold hands touch him all over his warm chest and you enjoyed every second of it. It was all a lot firmer, smoother, and more real than you’d imagined. “I wonder how a handsome guy like you has so much trouble with girls.”

The compliment made Jungkook flush, but he steered the conversation elsewhere. “Are you going to keep that on?”

You looked down at your shirt and quickly got it over your head, which left you only in your bra. Jungkook seemed to enjoy the sight a lot more than you thought he would and for a while, his eyes were glued to your lace covered breasts. “You didn’t answer my question.”

“That was a question?” He cocked an eyebrow up and grinned. “I thought you were just being a bitch.”

His remark made you laugh and he seemed to enjoy you doing that. “While I’m known to be a bitch from time to time, that wasn’t my intention,” you said while slowly moving your hands up to his face until you had it in your hands, your palms holding the backs of his jawbone, directing his head the way you wanted it to face. “I was actually trying to give you a compliment.”

“It came out kind of backhanded,” Jungkook grinned while looking straight into your eyes, your hands on his head. “You could have just said something about how much you liked my dick if you were really trying to compliment me.”

You appreciated the cockiness of his tone and liked the fact that he was starting to open up. “See? If you acted this way around women, you’d have no trouble getting them to fuck you.”

Jungkook placed his hand over yours and looked you straight in the eye. “Can we stop talking about these hypothetical women? I couldn’t care less about other women right now. You’re sitting on my dick. Fuck other women.”

You laughed again and slowly moved away from him. “How about we take this to your bedroom? I’d like to see you in action.”

“This is the least romantic proposition I’ve ever received,” Jungkook joked, but still got up swiftly and took you to the bedroom while getting rid of his belt and shirt in the process. For someone who was complaining so much, he seemed to be very eager to get naked.

“That’s rich coming from you, Bunny,” you joked too, knowing you’d hit a nerve, but Jungkook just laughed heartily.

“I sort of had that one coming,” he shrugged and closed the door behind you. “But I mean, this is the exact opposite of romantic. I-I, we haven’t even kissed. And we still have our clothes on.”

“Then let’s take it off,” you said and got rid of your pants, bra, and then panties, all the while Jungkook stood there leaning against the bedroom door, watching you in what seemed like awe, but you guessed it was just horniness. “What about you?”

“Oh, right,” he snapped out of it quickly and got out of his pants and boxers, showing you the dick you felt like you knew personally by then. Fuck, it looked even better and smoother in person. Seeing a naked man after such a long time already felt amazing on its own, but coupled with the fact that he was that good-looking, the experience turned into something you wouldn’t be able to forget. “Like what you see?”

You nodded, not even wanting to pretend you had something funny to say about it. You were sure he could already tell by the way your mouth gaped at the sight of his erect dick. “You’re even better in person, if that means anything for your ego.”

“It sure fucking does,” he smiled softly, which seemed such a contrast from his naked body that was calling you to touch it. “You said you wanted to see me?”

“If you don’t mind,” you looked at him questioningly and when he nodded, you moved to the bed and sat down on it, unsure of what to do. Jungkook was right about one thing and it was the lack of romance or anything similar. The whole thing was weird from start to finish, but you were sure you’d make it work.

“One thing, though,” he said after he walked over to his computer desk—that computer desk—and got the lube. “I’d like to watch you too.”

“Oh,” you mouthed and decided that it was only fair. Why would he put on a show for you and get nothing in return? What’s fair is fair. “At the same time?”

“Just do it like you always do it,” he teased, making you roll your eyes at him. He was right though, that’s exactly how it went. You’d watch Bunny and get yourself off.

“Well, I usually have a vibrator,” you told him, knowing this would get him all worked up. The fact that he started to stroke himself dry served as proof of your prediction being true.

“Fuck, that sounds nice,” Jungkook said, biting his lip. “Can you manage without it?”

“I won’t come,” you said, stacking the two pillows on top of each other so you could rest against them and stare right at Jungkook, who was standing at the edge of the bed, his erection in hand. Your confession made him sad.

“Where’s the fun in that?” He asked, seeming worried about this, which got him even more points in your book. The amount of guys you knew that just didn’t really care if their partner came was astounding, sadly. “How do you usually do it with a guy?”

“Oral,” you said, not knowing whether that was even his thing, but his smile he gave you reassured you.

“Want me to eat you out?” Jungkook suggested and you had a hard time thinking about anything else other than his lips and tongue on you and those fucking gorgeous fingers inside of you.

“No,” you said, making him frown instantly. “Give me the lube,” you said and he threw it on the bed next to you, so you took it, squirted some in your hand, and threw it back at him. “Let me watch for a while and then you can eat me out.”

“Deal,” Jungkook nodded and squirted a generous amount of lube on his cock. “Want me to lie down, stand, sit?”

“Whatever feels good for you,” you told him honestly. Did it matter? If you got to see his cock in action, you’d be happy.

“Standing then,” he shrugged and lifted one leg on the bed, allowing you an even better view of his firm thighs, balls, and cock.

Jungkook slowly started to stroke himself, but since you were so used to it and knew what was coming, you reached down and started rubbing your clit. When he saw you do that, Jungkook immediately sped up his pace. “Do you usually do it like that?”

You hummed in agreement, unable to take your eyes off his big cock.

“You like watching me?” He asked the question he used so much in his streams, making you clench around nothing. “I knew you would.”

You nodded, without even thinking about it.

Jungkook wasn’t the dominant one here, not at all. If anything, it should have been you—you were the older one, the one with more sexual experience, the one who was able to have conversations with those of the opposite sex. You had more confidence in general and weren’t afraid to ask for what you wanted when you wanted it. Yet, he was the one talking and having you melt like it was your first time seeing a man.

“Does it seem big enough for you?”

“Fuck yes,” you decided to respond to this one, wanting to make him as weak as you seemed. “It will fit so nicely.”

“Right?” Jungkook asked, his voice suddenly shaky, and you just knew he was imagining being right inside of you. “Right in your pretty little cunt.”

“Yes,” you agreed, feeling yourself getting soaked. The tone of voice he used now was different from the Bunny one, it wasn’t that deep or fake, so you enjoyed it even more, even though you thought that wasn’t humanly possible. “I can’t wait for you to fuck me, Jungkook.”

“I know, baby,” he responded, using the nickname he so often used in the live-streams. You didn’t like it when guys called you that—it was overused and felt cheap since they used that nickname for every single girl they dated. None of it mattered now and you wanted to hear him call you baby all night. “You’ve been wanting this for a long time, huh?”

“Very long,” you hissed the words as your clit finally started to respond to your quick movements. “Too long.”

“I think so too,” he said, moving his leg down from the bed and walking over so he was standing on the side of the bed, a lot closer to you. He was still tugging at his hard cock. “We should have done this sooner.”

“Speak up sooner next time,” you teased, thinking it was a good idea.

Jungkook reached for your face, gently grabbed your chin and made you look up at him. “I’ll just put it in you if you keep this up.”

You’d never thought a threat could sound as attractive as that, but Jungkook made it possible. The fact that the shy guy who couldn’t even look at you before was now saying this was surprising in itself, let alone your reaction to it.

“You say that like it’s a threat,” you said, having a hard time focusing on his eyes when his dick was right there, so fucking close you could touch it.

Jungkook groaned in frustration. “I’m really trying to be nice and do whatever you ask of me. You said you wanted to watch, so I’m giving you a show. But now you’re just teasing me.”

“You’re right, sorry,” you licked your lips. “I just like teasing you.”

The response seemed to please him, so he continued touching himself. “You know what’s funny? It takes me so long to come during the stream, but if you were right in front of me, I’d come so fast.”

“Already coming?” You said, jokingly, but he didn’t seem to appreciate the joke. “I’m kidding. I’d really like to see you come all over yourself.”

“Since you’re here, I’d much rather come all over you,” Jungkook responded, making your breath hitch in your throat.

“Sounds good,” you agreed and started rubbing yourself faster, to which he groaned, and that in turn made you hiss and buck your hips into your hand.

“What is it? Like it when I make sounds for you?” He said, knowing the answer very well. “You sure fucking do. You love watching me touch my dick, you like watching me come, you love hearing me. You get off to me so fucking often, right?”

You nodded, feeling too weak to respond. Your fucking vagina was playing tricks on you again and you felt like you wouldn’t come even though you were having the time of your life. Everything was right—the mood, the guy next to you, the way you were touching your clit, but it just wasn’t happening.

“Say it,” Jungkook said in a harsher tone, which immediately made you want to respond.

“I watch you almost every day, Jungkook,” you said with a grunt, losing any bit of decency you had left. If he’d use this information against you, so be it. “Whenever you’re on, almost. I love watching you so much.”

“Why?” He asked, enjoying every single word that came out of your mouth.

“You always seem so clean and smooth. Your skin looks perfect, your fingers are so long and your dick is big, so I always imagine them in me,” you stopped and moaned when the pressure you were applying to your clit became too much.

“You think about me fucking you?”

“A lot,” you admitted, enjoying the way your words affected him. “You make me come so fast. Two, three minutes, and I’m out.”

This made Jungkook smile widely. “Can I come over you? Shower your tits with cum?”

You nodded without thinking. If it meant he wouldn’t fuck you, so be it. You wanted to see him come. It felt like the perfect payback for all the time he’s made you come.

“Good girl,” he grinned and moved closer, offering you his dick to suck. “Take just the tip, huh? Just a little bit.”

Instead of responding, you leaned in and wrapped your lips around his warm, wet tip and got the most guttural moan you’ve ever heard from him. Instinctively, Jungkook thrust into your mouth, but thankfully, he didn’t get too far in because you were still sitting away from him. “Fucking hell, you feel so good,” he mumbled and reached down to take a fistful of your hair. Instead of pulling your hair, he started grazing your scalp with his fingers, being a lot more gentle than you’d imagined. “Your tongue will finish me, fuck.”

You hummed against his cock and brought a hand up to grope his thigh a couple of times before moving on to grab his balls. When you did that, Jungkook kicked his head back and moaned your name. You were no longer touching yourself —you wanted to focus solely on him, so you did exactly that, but you wanted to feel something as soon as you heard him moan like that, enjoying himself so much.

“Right there, hmhm,” Jungkook moaned, continuing to play with your hair while looking down at you with his cock in your mouth and balls in your hand. “I can’t believe you’re doing this to me. You’re insanely hot, you have no idea… Fuck, right there.”

You continued to moan and hum against his cock, knowing that the vibrations made him feel even better. Soon enough, Jungkook pulled out of your mouth and continued to touch himself. “I can come over you? Quick?”

You nodded and then heard him grunt your name before streaks of white sticky liquid shot out of his cock and landed across your breasts and stomach. You were sure some ended up on Jungkook’s sheets, but you couldn’t have cared less in that moment.

There was something so mouth-watering about seeing such a handsome guy with such a nice dick use it to get himself all over you, and knowing you helped make that happen. Jungkook held onto the wall with one hand as he milked himself out over you, enjoying the sight.

“You’re so amazing,” he mumbled at you, trying to calm his breathing down. “My turn?”

You nodded and before you knew it, he was between your legs, his full lips latching onto your clit while his two fingers circled your entrance. He touched you and moaned the second he realized your hole was hot, soaking, and ready for him, so he shoved both fingers in and sucked on your clit while using the other hand to grope your buttcheek.

Fucking Jungkook and his fucking long fingers and nimble tongue! It was embarrassing that it took him less than a minute of oral to get you to come with a scream of his name and a hard grip of his curly hair, but it happened and you couldn’t feel bad about it, not when he’d just jerked off in front of you and brought your wildest fantasies to life.

Since he kept sucking on your clit even though you just came, you pushed him away to stop him and saw how messy he was with your slick all over his face, a string of it connecting his chin to your pussy.

“Ugh,” you shook your head, feeling embarrassed. “Wipe your mouth, I’m all over you.”

“That’s my favorite part,” Jungkook grunted, but got up to get the towel, like you asked.

When he came back, he found you in the same position, lying on your back, your legs spread, trying to catch your breath. You just couldn’t come to terms with the fact that a) Jungkook was Bunny, b) you were attracted to Jungkook, and c) you two had just made each other come.

“You okay?” He said, sitting down next to you, handing you the towel.

“This was the first time I came with a guy in like, what?, a year?” You sighed, feeling completely satisfied, for a change. “So I’m enjoying it.”

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Somehow, you didn’t really know how, you agreed to sleep over. It was late and you didn’t want to face Taehyung, so what was the point of going home and having Taehyung verbally attack you until you told him what had happened? It wouldn’t have been a good idea.

Besides, you didn’t want to ruin such a satisfactory night by stressing over your roommate. You’d deal with it tomorrow.

Jungkook offered you an extra toothbrush, warm cloth, coconut oil to get rid of your makeup, and a moisturizer, which was so funny considering you thought he knew next to nothing about women. Then, he gave you one of his big t-shirts and asked you to sleep next to him which you did.

Well, you tried.

It was hard to fall asleep because your heart was racing. You thought it was due to all the drinks earlier, but you knew it was because of the man sleeping next to you. He was so fucking good at oral, he was great at turning you on, he was funny and charming when he wasn’t dying from embarassment, and you couldn’t believe that was the Jungkook you knew.

Or well, didn’t know.

He couldn’t sleep either, so both of you kept tossing and turning around until Jungkook spoke.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you responded, hoping you didn’t sound weird. “Trying to calm down so I can sleep.”

“Oh,” he sighed. “Me too. Eventful night.”

“Truly,” you wholeheartedly agreed and tried to be funny. “You���re really good at this, Bunny.”

“Yeah,” Jungkook replied, not sounding convinced. You could tell something was on his mind, his tone was different. “Can I ask you something?”

“After this, you can ask me anything,” you repeated yourself after going a step further than the last time you’d said it.

Jungkook cleared his throat. “Why didn’t you kiss me? Do you even like kissing?”

“I love it,” you admitted, feeling like it was a lot easier to be honest now that you were in the dark.

“So?” His breath seemed shaky and you weren’t sure if this was really bothering him.

“I guess there was just no opportunity.”

“I guess,” he agreed, even though it didn’t sound like he meant it.

He was right, though, it was weird. You could have kissed when you were straddling him, but you didn’t. Still, you weren’t the only player in this game.

“Why didn’t you kiss me?” You asked him back, throwing the ball in his court.

“I don’t know. I’m a pussy,” he said nonchalantly, so much so that it made you laugh out loud.

“Want us to kiss now?” You were the one to offer, unable to find a downside to it. You’d already touched each other, so a kiss wouldn’t make or break anything.

Jungkook hummed in agreement so you turned to face him and he did the same. You were the first one to lean in, but he was the first one to kiss and it was sweet, short, and gentle, and his lips gently rubbed against yours. It was so simple, but it made you want more.

Still, you didn’t want to do the most and try to initiate something again. Instead, you simply enjoyed the kisses. First, they were pecks, then they got a bit deeper with your wet lips gliding against the other’s, making you feel warm all over. Then, you felt Jungkook’s tongue probing your lips and you let it enter and play with yours, which instantly got you in the mood. However, Jungkook didn’t overdo it. He went back to slow kissing until the both of you were out of breath, so he pulled away first and took a deep one.

“You’re a great kisser,” he told you.

“You too,” you said it back, meaning it wholeheartedly. Anyone who could get you to lose your breath when just kissing you was amazing at it.

Somehow, you both managed to fall asleep. It wasn’t a good night’s sleep—you tossed and turned, woke up and then went back to sleep, and in the end felt like you didn’t get a wink of sleep.

The clock on Jungkook’s nightstand said it was 4AM when you woke up next, so you exhaled loudly and threw your hands down on the covers, angry at yourself for not being able to fall asleep. You were wondering whether you should just give up on sleeping and go home. Jungkook turned on his side and spoke, which scared you—you weren’t expecting him to be awake too.

“Everything okay?” He sounded a lot more sleepy than you. In fact, it sounded like he was still half-asleep.

“Can’t sleep,” you whispered to him. “You go back to sleep, okay?”

Instead of responding, Jungkook reached out, wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you into his frame, so the side of your body was pressed against the front of his. “Better?”

“We’ll see,” you said and closed your eyes, enjoying his warmth against your body, feeling a lot calmer than you did before. It seemed like Jungkook had so much experience with women, he knew exactly how to pull you in closer, how to hug you so he wasn’t squeezing you too hard.

Jungkook rested his head next to yours, so you could hear his now quiet breathing and allow it to lull you to sleep. You stretched out your neck and groaned while doing so, feeling stiff and tired.

You didn’t expect Jungkook to react to this, but his body did—you could suddenly feel him hardening against your side. Being as mean as you were, you slowly pushed your side into him, trying to feel out if he was really sporting an erection.

“Sorry,” he mumbled into your ear. “The sounds got me.”

“You really need to stop apologizing for everything,” you told him with a low chuckle.

“I thought that was a part of my charm,” he teased back, suddenly sounding a lot more awake.

“Well, your dick is also a part of it, so you don’t have to apologize,” you responded, which made him move his hand up from your waist to the side of your face and cup it gently.

“Can I kiss you?” Jungkook asked. “Just a kiss.”

You nodded and he leaned in. The kiss seemed to last forever and you wouldn’t change a single thing about it—it was the perfect kiss. It was slow, lazy, wet, warm, sensual, and you never wanted him to stop. The more Jungkook kissed you, the more you wanted him, evident by the way your insides were starting to grow warmer and your pussy was starting to dampen.

You were the one to stop the kiss just to mutter a question at him. “Are you tired?”

“What do you have in mind?” He asked, pecking your lips and rubbing your cheek with his thumb. The whole situation felt a whole lot more intimate than it should, but you blamed it on fatigue, exhaustion, and chemistry between the two of you. You two weren’t romantically interested in each other—you were just two people who really needed to get off.

You reached down under the sheets and cupped his cock. “I’d really like to feel you inside.”

Jungkook hummed gently and pecked your lips as his hand made its way to your crotch, which he promptly cupped in return. “I’m never too tired for that.”

It all happened fairly quickly, but it was because you were both clearly so fucking eager to get laid, even after you both came hours earlier. Nothing beat sex, though.

Jungkook’s fingers quickly find their way under your underwear, where he grazed your crotch gently. Before you knew it, you were grabbing him tighter and pulling him in closer, which he took as a sign to ease two fingers inside of you. That was enough for you to moan gently, trying to keep it together. It just felt so fucking good to have someone finally touch you.

“Good?” Jungkook asked once he started to finger you and you nodded before kissing him again, trying to focus on the feeling of his fingers inside of you.

When Jungkook felt how wet and ready you were for him, it was his turn to grunt. You could tell he was trying to keep it down, but the grunt made him sound like Bunny and the memories came flooding in, making you even more eager for him.

Then, Jungkook decided to get rid of your underwear, following your lead. It didn’t take him long to get on top of you and prop himself up on one elbow while holding his dick in his other hand. “Condom?” Jungkook asked, and you could see he was hoping it was a no.

By this point, your eyes were used to the darkness, the only source of light being the clock on his nightstand. That’s why you could see how his eyes grew wider as he waited for your response.

“I’m on the pill for hormones,” you informed him, which made his face light up. “Are you clean?”

He eagerly nodded in agreement. “I got tested last year. Didn’t have sex since then.”

You chuckled at the admission. “We’re in the same fucking boat.”

“And I’m really fucking happy about that,” he mumbled in response as he positioned his tip at your entrance. Then, he looked up at your eyes, smiled, and gently inserted his cock into you, allowing your pussy to engulf it hungrily and get accustomed to his girth.

It was a lot to take in, but thankfully, you had a vibrator for practice and you were so fucking wet you though it would glide right in. Besides, his fingers did a good job of getting you ready for this.

A minute of shallow thrusting later, his cock finally made its way in and out easily, and it made you groan and kick your head back. Jungkook was keeping his distance from you, propped up on his palms as he started to thrust into you gently, groaning with each thrust.

For a while, you tried to focus on him and take it all in—his facial expressions, the way his hair fell over his face, how his arms and chest muscles flexed as he held himself up, how easily he moved his hips. The thing you couldn’t stop staring at was the point where your bodies connected, his body between your legs, his cock entering you, disappearing inside of your wetness and then reappearing, red and hard, slick with your juices.

“Come,” you said, wrapping your hands around Jungkook’s shoulders and pulling him in closer. “I like to be close.”

That was a lie, though.

You usually didn’t like to be close to guys when fucking them—you didn’t appreciate the stickiness, the sweat, feeling someone’s heavy body on you. All of these things distracted you from enjoying what was happening between your legs.

With Jungkook, however, none of it mattered. You wanted to feel close to him, mostly because it was so late and you were both tired and worn out and he kissed you and touched your cheek so gently earlier and you wanted more comfort from him, so you pulled him into your chest.

“You do?” He asked, kissing your neck, his mouth leaving a wet trail behind. You tangled your fingers in his curls and grazed his scalps, presuming he liked it since he’s done it to you. “Never thought you were that type.”

For someone who talked to women so rarely, Jungkook sure read them well. “I’m not usually, but I am tonight.”

“I see,” he seemed to be happy with your response, you could tell by the way he started thrusting harder and kissing your neck.

Now that he was on top of you, he could sneak one hand beneath you and pull you in closer by the waist while continuing to kiss your neck. You played with his hair, tugging at it, getting him to moan and groan even more.

The sex was slow and steady, soft, without any awkwardness that was visible earlier. You figured a lot of it had to do with the fact that you were practically in the dark and so, so tired. Despite asking for kisses earlier, Jungkook still didn’t seem so comfortable giving them.

“Ah, fuck!” Jungkook grunted and quickly pulled out, following the action with a loud hiss. “Fuck!”

You immediately winced at the loss of his hard, warm cock inside of you. “What’s wrong?”

“I almost came,” he shook his head, once again on his elbows. “Sorry.”

“Jungkook, relax,” you said, pulling him in closer once again, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and head so you could kiss his cheek and whisper to him. “It’s just me, relax… Put it back in. You can come whenever you’d like.”

“You first,” he shook his head.

“If you touch my clit, I’ll scream,” you said, explaining to him that you felt too sensitive for that. The fact that you’d touched it yourself and then he tongued it made the bud hard and sensitive to touch, and you didn’t want to overdo it. “So, fuck me some more.”

Jungkook eased himself into you with a loud grunt, “Fuck, you’re tight...”

“Why don’t you kiss me?” You suggested, hoping he would, and Jungkook did as asked, his mouth quickly finding yours as he kept thrusting into you slow and steady, making you feel all sorts of warm inside.

You weren’t sure which one of you was enjoying the kiss more because you were both moaning into the kiss and groping each other. You were squeezing and smacking his firm ass, wanting him to go harder, while Jungkook touched every part of you he could reach, his mouth never leaving yours.

“I never want to come,” he mumbled into the kiss, which made you both chuckle. “You’re so warm… Don’t want to pull out…”

“Fuck me,” you told him, even though he was already doing that—and he was amazing at it.

As if those words did something to him, Jungkook rested his forehead on the pillow right next to your head and reached down to grab both your buttocks, lifting them up a bit so he could continue to thrust into you, this time a lot more quicker and harder seeing as he was holding your hips and that gave him more support.

As soon as he started doing that, he hit your g-spot—you could tell by the way a moan escaped your lips unintentionally and how your pussy clenched around him. His dick was big enough to reach it and you couldn’t remember the last time that happened.

“Like that, huh?” Jungkook mumbled, leaning his head to the side so he could whisper into your ear and peck your cheek. Then, he thrust into you even harder and chuckled when you let out an even louder moan and dug your fingers into his ass, enjoying every second of it. “You love it when someone rams you hard… Fuck, you’re tight! Ugh!”

It sounded like his words turned you both on equally—he loved hearing them as much as you did. Whenever he said something dirty, your mind instantly flew to all the fun you had with Bunny in the background. And now here you were, with him, in his fucking bed, fucking him.

“Go harder, Jungkook,” you whispered back, turning your face to the side to kiss him, fingers now grazing his back all the way down to his ass. “I want more.”

“More?” He asked with a chuckle. “Sure.”

With that, he started moving so fast your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you lost breath for a second. Each thrust helped him hit your g-spot hard, so hard that you were wrapping your legs around his waist and clenching, never wanting him to stop.

Jungkook seemed to get how good the position felt so he kept going, his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass as he held it above the bed and pounded you hard, so hard you couldn’t help but groan and swear at him.

What was so great about the position was that your chest was pressed against his and you felt like he was in complete control of it, holding you, ramming his cock into you, and all you could do was wrap your legs around his waist tighter and grip his hair to show him how good he was making you feel.

“Fuck, keep going,” you grunted, feeling something strange, but good, inside of you. Jungkook’s cock kept hitting your g-spot every time he shoved his dick inside of you, and it made you clench around him each time, feeling wetter with each second. If this was the build-up of an orgasm, it was different from the ones you’ve experienced so far, but you knew it would be just as good. “Right there, Jungkook, fuck!”

Jungkook grunted at your words and tried to keep the same pace, but you could tell he was getting tired. After all, it was the middle of the night and he was holding you up by the hips while slamming his cock into you hard and quick. You could feel he was getting sweatier quickly, his curly hair sticking to the sides of his face, which was resting against yours, allowing you to feel him so close to you.

The moans that were coming out of his mouth were suppressed and a lot softer and quieter than the ones you were used to hearing from him—on stream, at least. Still, they managed to turn you on just the same.

Instead of overthinking the fact that you were fucking Jungkook and that you’d have to deal with this somehow, you closed your eyes and focused solely on him—the thrusts of his hips, his cock inside of you, touching you right where you needed him, his soft moaning right next to your ear, his hands holding you tight.

The more you relaxed, the better the feeling inside of you got. The build-up was slow and then it started to bring you so much pleasure you couldn’t help but groan his name and hold onto him tighter.

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” Jungkook seemed to be reacting to the sounds you were making. “I’ll come if you don’t stop.”

The idea of having Jungkook come was appealing but so was the idea of him fucking you for a bit longer. Still, you didn’t want to ruin his fun.

“Come, Jungkook,” you gripped his hair and kissed the side of his face, both of you sweaty and panting. “It’s okay…”

“You’re so fucking tight, it’s hard to control it,” he grunted, finally relaxing enough say more than a couple of words. Jungkook squeezed your ass tight and continued to ram himself into you and it seemed so desperate—he was going so fast now, trying to get off, and the whole thing turned you on even more. “So tight and wet… Perfect for my cock…”

“Yeah, yeah,” you moaned, feeling like you were about to burst. “You feel so good.”

“So do you,” he mumbled with a chuckle and then he started to go really hard, which made you kick your head back, scream his name, and let him do whatever he wanted.

As if that was what he was waiting for, Jungkook now let your hips fall to the bed and then he started to go as fast as possible, the sounds of skin hitting skin filling the room, accompanied by his loud grunts. When he realized you were enjoying the sound she was making, he smirked, looking straight into your eyes.

“I forgot you liked that,” he said cockily, continuing to thrust.

“Shut up,” you grunted, but didn’t have the energy to argue when you did in fact like it, a lot more than he realized.

“Hold onto me,” he suggested, and you wrapped your hands around him, holding onto his shoulders.

The stamina on him was clearly amazing, but the force he used was even more astonishing. Jungkook started to thrust so hard that he pushed you into the bed and the bed into the wall. This had obviously happened to him before, which is why he asked you to hold onto him, and you had no problem with it. You liked it rough.

Each thrust made your whole body vibrate as you gripped onto his shoulder, not wanting to move away too far and lose the feeling of his girthy dick filling you up. What the force of his thrust also taught you was that he was big enough to touch your g-spot even from missionary—and you fucking loved it.

Because it was so quick and rough, it felt like he was pressing against it more than not. Surprising the both of you, you came very suddenly, screaming his name, digging your fingers into his shoulders, surely leaving crescent-shaped marks behind, but neither one of you seemed to care.

“Fuck, Jungkook, fuck!” You grunted over and over again, completely relaxing and falling on the bed, feeling warmth fill your stomach, crotch, and thighs, your chest still heaving.

“You have no idea how fucking good it feels, ungh, when you clench me like that,” he said into your ear, grunting lowly after every couple of words, unable to control it. “Can I come?”

“Mhm,” you said, sneaking your hand to the back of his head and tugging at his hair, starting to kiss his neck. “Come for me, Jungkook.”

It didn’t take him long to do exactly that—his body shook the second the first stream of cum shot out of his cock and covered your walls. You couldn’t feel that inside of you, but you could feel him tense and relax, and his grunts told you he enjoyed it a lot. You were happy to notice that it lasted a lot longer than it usually did for the guys you've slept with, so you took that as a good sign.

Clearly, you weren’t going to tell Jungkook he was the first guy who made you squirt (you didn’t know it was him at the time, though) or the first guy who made you come during sex, without using his hands and mouth. You didn’t want it to get to his head.

You felt too weak to get up, but you had to—you couldn’t fall asleep full of cum. By the time you cleaned yourself up and came back to bed, Jungkook dozed off, so you got under the covers and hoped to God your friendship—or whatever it was—wouldn’t be even more awkward when you woke up.

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lisp 1/3 - JJK | M

↣ from day one, he has the irrational urge to protect you, even from himself.

part 2

pairing: hybrid!jungkook x reader

based on this request.

genre: angst, fluff, smut, f2l

word count: 9K

warnings/tags: snake hybrid!JK, childhood friends au, protective JK, goofy namjoon, strong language, JK has a weird pet name for you (smiggle vibes), JK has a forked tongue, JK is soft for you, mentions of blood, mentions of violence, mentions of masturbation, JK’s spit has abilities, explicit smut- dirty talk, hair pulling, thigh riding, soft to rough sex, wall sex, scratching, biting, oral (f & m), handjob, unprotected sex, choking, spit kink, lots of cum, cum inflation, multiple orgasms, pussy slapping, overstimulation

I added my own spice to snake hybrids.

a/n: Watch this video, you know, as a taster.

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“Look at his eyes!”

“Weirdo!”

“Gonna bite?”

“Hey!”

Hands on your hips, palm tree ponytails swinging as you walk, “leave him alone!”

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★ Only You | JJK (M) | Part ONE

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★ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

★ Genre: Romance, Smut, Angst, Fluff, etc

★ Summary: Jungkook is absolutely everything your father detests about the kind of guys you should be dating. But it's too bad... because he's your boyfriend, and you happen to love him very much.

★ Part ONE: In present day where you have to be discreet about your relationship with Jungkook, you recount your first impression of him and the past events that lead you to where you guys are today.

★ Word Count: 11.7k (oop)

★ Warning: 18+ Content. mature scenes and settings. Pregnancy scare, Y/N is kind of a simp for Jungkook, Toxic family, Smut scenes, Unprotected Sex, Jealous Jungkook. A lot of switching between present and past tense (for things happening now and things that already happened). a lot of grammar mistakes prob. cursing, swearing, etc. Backstory focused, not a lot of smut scenes.

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You're holding onto the headboard as Jungkook fuck you senseless against it, hammering into you like you have sinned him.

"Shit, babe..." Jungkook moans, his hitch of breath hit the touch of your skin and you feel yourself walking on cloud nine as he speeds up his pace, his hand tugging on your hair just so he can sink himself deeper inside you.

You feel yourself getting closer, your stomach twirling and your knees giving out. Ding, you turn to your phone that you have placed on top of Jungkook's headboard and you see your screen light up with a text message from Yeri.

"Date's done." - 💜 Yerim 💜

He continues riding out your hips causing you to clutch onto the headboard harder.

"Yeri?" Jungkook mutters, earning a small yeah from you.

He lets out a grunt as he finishes inside you, evoking your walls to tighten around his at the commotion.

You were so full and dripping in liquid that eventually they start trailing down your legs and onto the mattress.

"Ahh, fuck..." He curses and continues pounding into you some more before eventually pulling out, rubbing his cock around the bare skin of your ass and allowing you to catch your breath.

You take your hold off the headboard and shift your body facing Jungkook, searching his eyes, "I wish I could stay with you for the night."

Jungkook puts on a modest smile, both his hands brushing past the top of your head, "Go back, Princess. I don't want to get you in trouble." His hands travel distances before landing on your face and cupping them, pulling you in for a deep, sloppy kiss; Jungkook style.

You guys scatter around the room for clothes, putting on any you find along the way. Jungkook is more concentrated on your behalf than his own because he is still only in his sweatpants and underwear. He helps zip up your dress from behind, which does wonder to both you and him as he gets to see an awesome view of your curve and ass while doing so, and you love the sensation of his touch all over you.

Jungkook pushes strokes into your hair, trying his best to untangle them and you find his efforts adorable. One last final fix up with Jungkook literally spraying your whole existence with the perfume you'd always wear, you were ready to be sent on your way.

He initially only bought it because you kept raving about how much you love the scent, but he ended up really liking it as well. He thinks it compliments you and your personality perfectly. But it does seem to come in handy when it comes to these types of situations you guys were usually in, and you guys were in them a lot... the bottle is nearly empty.

"Same time same place tomorrow?" You ask him with beams in your eyes.

"I'll be waiting." He pats your head, placing a kiss on your forehead.

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You were trying to close the door as discreetly as possible, but you should've known that won't work. Your family is literally the worst when it comes to mingling in your personal business.

"Hey Sweetie, how'd the date go?" Your mom walks out in her night gown crossing her arms. Jihye follows behind looking as unfazed as she's always been.

Now here's where you put the skills you have learned in acting class to use. Wide smile, a good posture, and confidence. You can't get caught lying up in this bitch as long as you believe in yourself and your abilities.

"He was nice. Today was good." Okay, not the best answer you could've given, but vague enough to avoid any further questionings. You don't want to keep talking about this guy that you actually never even went on a date with, and as far you're concern, this guy isn't passing the vibe check according to Yeri.

"I'm glad you guys are getting along. It'll make things so much easier for us and their family." A smile plants on her face, walking toward you and placing a kiss on your cheek, "Good night, dear. Don't be late for class tomorrow."

You and Jihye watch her disappear off into the shadow before switching glares to each other.

"Ridiculous." Jihye scoffs.

Jihye is your younger sister, younger by 2 years. You guys have a rather complicated dynamic. Like you wouldn't mind giving her your kidney, but you're not getting her water type of relationship.

"What." You bend down to take off your heels.

"You look like you just finished filming a gangbang scene for Pornhub."

Gangbang? No. Just Jungkook. Although you wouldn't mind getting fuck by more than one Jungkook, but only if it's him. You guys really tried your best, but yeah, you look like a hot ass mess right now. The only thing clouding your mom from this judgment is that in her head, you're her little angel and a total sweetheart. Right. There's no way you'd lie to her. There's no way you'd send Yeri in your place instead while you go fuck your boyfriend at his apartment. There's no way.

You mean... you're not the least bit surprised. When Jungkook fucks, he fuck like the rent is due tomorrow and he makes sure to leave no crumbs behind. Oh you love him, so much.

You place the heel strap over your fingers, continuing to undo the second pair, "You know why." As if this is the norms, and it is the norms.

Jihye has become desensitized to it all. She hears all, she sees all. From you kicking her out of the living room while your parents were out because you told her you and Jungkook are going to fuck, to waking up in the middle of the night to moans and skins slapping through the wall next to hers, and even walking midway into your room when Jungkook was climbing through the window.

She'll snitch you out in a heartbeat for stealing her leftovers or hiding her things, but she'll keep it a secret that you are basically deceiving your parents. It's a sibling thing, you could say.

"Pfft! And they want me to be more like you. Puh-lease!" She rolls her eyes.

Being the oldest, you are always expected more than stellar results. Your parents are harder, stricter on you because they see you as a reflection of themselves, their efforts, and their abilities to mold someone to follow in their footsteps. The concept of earning a grade lower than A is almost foreign to you because you were always taught that anything lower is unacceptable.

It didn't help that you were born into a family of doctors, or as others would rather say: with a golden spoon. Not like you ask for it. Sure, it's nice to live in a big beautiful house and not having to worry about where you're getting your next meal from, and many may disagree and call you ungrateful, but you'd rather be born into a mediocre family while working part-time if that'd get your family to stop meddling in your life. You can't disappoint anyone if no one's expecting, but expectations are all your parents have.

Yeah yeah, comparison sucks, and you can understand where Jihye's coming from. But hey, it's not your fault you're the gifted child. You mean, at least you saved her from all the trauma of being the oldest one. She should be thankful you took one for the team. And if this Jungkook thing works out somehow in the end, she might be able to date a drug dealer or a circus worker of her choice in the near future, who knows.

"Whatever. I'm going to sleep." You push past her and begin making ways up the stairs to your room. Jihye radiating her annoying younger sibling energy, follows behind like she always does.

"You know you're going to get caught one day, right?" She voices while still mimicking your steps.

"We'll see when that day comes." You are hopeful your little hoax will last for just a bit longer.

"Can I have your room when you get kick out? Yours is way bigger than mine, plus your closet is massive."

This girl. But for real, if everything comes to light, you're pretty sure you'll already be disowned by now. You might just end up becoming bestie with SungAh, the very nice homeless lady you meet occasionally near campus. Maybe she can show you around.

"No one's getting kick out. Everything is going to be okay." No, everything isn't going to be okay. You know you are lying to yourself. But you don't feel like having this conversation with Jihye right now. It is eleven 'o clock, your makeup has completely given up, your feet are all sore from the heels, and Jungkook just busted a big fat nut inside you. You just want a cold shower and a good night's sleep.

You stop at your door, turning around to face Jihye. No, she isn't coming in with you. You don't need her shouting all these things you know already know into your ears.

"Right. Well, I'm just here to remind you to use protection. You don't want your baby bump giving it away before you have the chance to tell mom and dad, do you?"

Okay, this girl is pissing you off.

"I'm not pregnant!" You retort.

"Yet..." She lets trail off her lips.

You mean, you're sure not pregnant. Nothing about your period is irregular. You always take your pills, and every now and then you'll use condoms when Jungkook has one laying around. But you are 100% you're not pregnant. But you can already imagine the shit show it'll be if you are. Not a very pleasant visual. You might as well get acquainted with Satan by then if that's the case since that's where your dad will be sending you.

"Good night idiot." You unlock the door and slam it in her face before she has a chance to speak.

Well thanks a lot, Jihye. Now you feel paranoid because it's not completely out of the loop. You guys do have sex often and considering how much you let him finishes inside you, this is worthy of concern.

It's already bad enough that your parents are probably going to throw you out of the house soon, you don't need to be a young mother as well to add a cherry to the topping of this shitty cake. Not that you would mind carrying Jungkook's child. You love that man to your heart and soul -- heck, you'd take a bullet for him. But not now. Not this young.

You plop down onto your pink mattress with sparkling sheets, staring at the hanging chandelier above you. You never notice how detailed it was -- how bright it was. What if it just falls and hits you in the face right now? Nah. Your parents are boujee as fuck. They wouldn't settle for anything they weren't confident in. If the chandelier breaks your face, your parents will probably break whoever invented it.

Ding, you receive another text message from Yeri.

Ayyy bestie, you still alive? - 💜 Yerim 💜

Somehow. Think he's burnt out from work, probably asleep. Only saw Mom and Jihye. Jihye was being annoying as always. - Y/N

Haha. Only because she cares about you. I mean, she doesn't want her only sister out on the street now does she. And gosh, your dad is so annoying. You're already 21 years old. Such a manchild! - 💜 Yerim 💜

Think the worst he'll do is force me to cut all contact with Jungkook and prob send one of his creepy ass worker to stalk me 24/7 again. And right? Such a pain in the ass." - Y/N

You mean like how he already is doing right now? Well... minus the stalking which has stopped but surely he has something up his sleeve the next time if he catches you. He REALLY REALLY do not like Jungkook. Like goddamn. - 💜 Yerim 💜

I just don't get it. Like how could he not? Jungkook is so perfect in every way 🥺🥺 I refuse to believe we share the same genetics. - Y/N

Right. Not like Jungkook didn't tell him straight to his face that he banged his daughter. - 💜 Yerim 💜

OkayYY?? And he punched Jungkook!!!! 😠😠 - Y/N

Well.... - 💜 Yerim 💜

Oh yeah, did you forget to mention your dad's first encounter with Jungkook? Worst. Day. Of. Your. Life. You didn't know what had gotten into you that afternoon, but you were feeling a little self-righteous that day perhaps.

You'd managed to convince them to let you major in Business Administration before. Because fuck all that doctor bullshit. You hate blood. You hate dealing with people. You really could care less about why the immune system is attacking its own tissues, or what causes a shortage in the red or white blood cells. Okay maybe those things are important, but you're just not a medical person.

You thought this was going to be your big next revolutionary movement. Spoiler alert: It wasn't. He was against it from the moment he saw Jungkook. Tattoos all over his arms, piercings everywhere, black clothing. It was a straight and utter rejection with a lot of nasty glares from both sides. Jungkook got fed up at one point and started going on a rant about how much of a bitch your dad was being... to his face, and honestly, fuck yeah! Jungkook was absolutely right.

Of course, your dad responded to his remark with his fist across Jungkook's face. He took the hit like a champ, and in his defense, yes the old man was pissing him off and driving him to the edge, but he was in love with his daughter. Jungkook had a background in Taekwondo and his muscles were built like hardened bricks. Not to mention he easily towered over your dad by a few inches. Jungkook could've one swipe that if he wanted to, but out of respect for birthing you into this world for him, he took the loss.

The next sequence of events consisted of your dad accusing Jungkook of a bunch of things, such as seducing you. Which sounded ridiculous in retrospect because you were the one doing the seducing most of the time. Even you initiated sex more than him.

Well, Jungkook wasn't having any of it, "So what if your daughter has sex? She's a grown woman, she surely can decide for herself. I wouldn't do anything she's uncomfortable with in the first place anyways." You knew he was trying to work your dad up by implying he wouldn't have fucked you if you didn't agree to it, and you didn't know why you thought it was the sexiest thing ever. Luckily, Jungkook didn't suffer further injuries because Yeri had been trying to call Yoongi and Namjoon ever since the soap opera worthy scene went down.

Yoongi and Namjoon hauled him out the door as you stared into his doe eyes, then that was that. Locked in your room, no devices, no company, but especially no more dick from Jungkook -- at least for a little while. Your dad even sent one of his shady guards to follow you around campus to make sure you weren't pulling any of your tricks.

Little did he know, you started jotting down the guard's pattern of behavior so you got accustomed to where he would usually be whenever he's lurking, so you'd work your way around. Jungkook never stopped bothering you either, and you didn't want him to stop.

Even if that was just meeting eyes in the hallway or passing by one another, you guys never missed the chance to look at the other like you want to devour them whole, and Jungkook never hesitated to grab your ass when the opportunity arised. The feeling of his grip around your sensitive skin made you miss his cock inside you. So much. So that's what you guys did.

You guys would literally fuck anywhere, any time. Even if Jungkook's next class was within 5 to 10 minutes, even if there's a possibility someone could hear what's going on, you gave no fuck. You'd drag Jungkook to the girl's restroom, the boy's restroom -- heck, the closest empty classroom or if you guys were feeling a bit rebellious, you'd both ditch class and take it to your car, ride him until you're covered in his pretty little cum and go on your way to be daddy's little good girl again.

Yeri gave you her spare phone and you'd use it to keep up with Jungkook. Most of the time you guys were conversing about events throughout the day, half of it is Jungkook complaining about his bandmates, and the other small percentage, he'd ask for nudes to help him 'feel better'. No dick pics though. You told him no. This was Yeri's phone and you didn't want her stumbling upon snooping on ya man's dick. She can keep all your nudes though. No one has ever seen you naked more than Yeri. Not even Jungkook.

Eventually, it dialed down. After Mr. Creep AKA your dad's minion realized -- or so he thought, that all you'd been doing was going to classes, hung out with Yeri, and then back home, he was officially declared bored. Thank goodness. Your dad got off your ass, you got your phone and freedom back and Jungkook was dead to him. You still couldn't believe he let you off the hook that easily, but you weren't complaining.

That was a little over 6 months ago. Your parents firmly believe you are over Jungkook, but that is far from the truth. You have been duking them for a while and you don't know when exactly you're going to stop. Perhaps you should just let fate run its course, but you have a feeling it is not in your favor.

It didn't take too long before you started cruising around campus with Jungkook again. Everybody knew who your father was. He helped in funding some of the events at your University and was a spokesperson several times. Professors and most students were well aware you came from a good background, so they didn't know why you were always latching yourself onto someone like Jungkook.

~ 2 years ago ~

At first, you thought he was a bad boy too, or so he looked. He just always came off like he'd rather be anywhere but where he's currently at. Always so quiet, you would never see him engage in conversations with anyone. Professor would say the lecture's over, and he was out immediately. Your first impression of him was this dude is cocky, he thinks he's all that. Girls dig it though. He was quite popular with the ladies in your class and admittedly, Jungkook is very good-looking. He never paid any attention to the swoons and awes he'd get though. He just never seemed to care -- about anything.

Your curiosity about him only grew more each day when you both took the same general education course for Math during your second year. Sometimes your gaze would naturally avert toward his deep brown eyes when he's so focused on the lecture. His thin lips, he had some beautifully shaped lips that curved just at the right spot. He was like a deer caught in headlights whenever he's so indulged, you found it adorable.

Contrary to his style, he was really handsome in a boyish way, just exactly your type. And you love that he had an edgy side as well. You both can be emo together, you didn't mind. You were totally into the fact that he was like a little loner so stuck in his own world. He does his own thing and he does it so well. It's hot.

"Y/n?" You were knocked out of fantasy world when Jungkook landed a nudge to your elbow.

"Huh?" Your eyes widened at the sudden contact.

Reality struck you once again when you came back to at least fifty eyes on you and to the dismay of your professor tapping his foot impatiently.

You had dozed off and you were not proud of it. You blame Jungkook for being as distracting as he is.

"What does X equal?" Your professor pointed to equation on the board, but how the fuck would you know. You were daydreaming about Jungkook, not solving for goddamn X.

"Four." Jungkook said under his breath.

You hesitated for a moment before repeating what he just said.

"Correct." Your professor moved on and went to pick on other students. That was a close one.

This wasn't like you at all, you were usually a good student you promise.

You turned to Jungkook and mouthed a small 'thank you' for saving your ass.

Class was over after some time and before you could even get a chance to properly thank him, he had already dashed out the door. You took your heels off for the extra speed and chased after him, lightly tapping him on his shoulder.

"Hey, I just want to say thank you for saving me back there." You sent him your most angelic smile. Ahhhh... he was even cuter face to face.

Jungkook returned your smile, "Oh it's nothing. I just saw that you were too preoccupied staring at me, I thought I'd help out."

His comment made you grew a shade of pink on your cheeks. Fuck, he knew you were totally checking him out. Jungkook found the situation amusing because he'd never thought you out of all people would find the slight interest in him.

After all, your family is rich as hell and you could probably up and pay for his whole tuition right now if you wanted to. You always came off spoiled and like you were too good for everyone, at least that's what you've given him so far. But you were already starting to prove yourself with each little interaction.

"I-I was lost in my thoughts..." The first excuse that popped in your head rolled off your tongue like candy. It was as bullshit as it sounded.

Jungkook only chuckled at your attempt to save yourself, "Oh by the way, I noticed you didn't write anything down on your notes. If you want, you can come by my dorm later. I can let you copy mine."

Oh lord, was this really happening? Jungkook inviting you over to his dorm? You and him, alone? Fuck yeah!

"Yes! I can come by later! When are you free?" Oop, you needed to calm your tits. Can't be getting a little too excited now.

"Hmm... I have practice at 2 and won't be home until 5. So maybe then? My dorm's on the third floor, room 302."

"Great! I'll see you then!" You flashed him a pretty smile and went on your way, satisfied and high in love.

Jungkook on the other hand, wasn't quite sure where he was going with his offer. He usually doesn't give any attention he'd get a second thought, but you were goggling at him like he was the most amazing thing to walk this earth, and he thought you were cute so he eventually let his words slipped before his brain could approve anything.

When you got there, you were so sure and ready to spend some quality time alone with Jungkook. Maybe after getting to know him better, you could decide for yourself if he's worthy of your dignity for you to be acting like a 15 year old teenager again who just had their first crush.

You had completely forgotten your University had this thing where you had to share a dorm with a roommate. And Jungkook happened to go to the same University (duh!), so imagine your shock when you showed up at his door, greeted by an unfamiliar face and to the revelation that there'd be a third party.

Not that you minded. Taehyung was nice and all, if that was even his name. You also found out he's in a band with Jungkook and one of his closest friend, so that's nice. Did you forgot to say he was also very gorgeous, well... he was very gorgeous! He was one of the most aesthetic thing you've laid your eyes upon, but you preferred a rather emo and boyish person with the love for tattoos and piercings -- someone like Jungkook.

And if you weren't in love before, you definitely were now. His personality was even more attractive than that beautiful face of his, and you think that statement itself spoke a lot about how awesome of a human being Jungkook was, inside and out.

You didn't know how he was so patient with you, going over the problems again and again until you'd get it. And even when you already did, you'd sometimes pretend you didn't just so you could lose yourself in his godly expressions. The way his puppy eyes would meet yours whenever he'd look up to see if you had gotten anything he had just said into that head of yours. He was so cute, if anything, him being here wasn't making Math any easier.

You felt like you had one of the greatest day ever, and one that was put to a very good use. You got to speak to Jungkook, you got to know more about him, and you met his friend who's a total sweetheart, and a cutie as a bonus. Pretty boys with nice personalities is your biggest weakness, but Taehyung was more like someone you could see yourself becoming close friends with.

Some important things you had learned: Jungkook works part-time at a nearby Tattoo shop -- you mean, you should had known. He was always doodling in class every chance he'd get. He had great eyes for arts! Leonardo da Vinci who. He and Taehyung are in a band with about five other unnamed individuals and they'd usually perform at music festivals or school events. And well, it was no shocker you knew none of these things because you were always too busy going shopping right after classes, hanging at Yeri's, or studying. But Jungkook definitely held your interest and there's always a first time for everything.

And ever since that day, Jeon Jungkook had officially stolen your heart and never gave it back. And if he ever does, you hope it's not in broken pieces.

You'd make efforts for small talks, usually, you'd asked how his day was, or if it was a Monday, how his weekend was. He'd tell you how drunk he got while he was over at his bandmate's dorm or the craziest customer he's ever had to deal with at his part-time job. You could listen to him talk forever, even when he was going off on rants about toxic players attacking him in a game you had absolutely no idea about. Maybe it's the way he resembles a bunny, his small kissable lips, and those huge lovable eyes. He had such a baby face but his face could probably make a baby out of you.

Typically, when you're this nice to a guy, they'd be asking you to pull down your panties by now. You hate that you had to keep reminding them you weren't trying to have sex and was only acting with basic human decency. Then, of course, they'd get mad as hell because apparently, you were leading them on. Uhm no. You only said thank you and that you appreciate their help. Nothing about that screamed I want to fuck you, but whatever help them sleep at night.

But Jungkook? Yeah, you definitely wanted to fuck him, and you meant it with your whole chest. If he were to ask you to strip, you'd do it in a heartbeat.

Although he was extra attentive to you, you weren't all that special nor the only one who had the hots for him, sadly. You could name at the top of your head, at least three other girls in the class who'd side-eye him like they want to swallow him whole. Especially Yujin. Gosh, you hated that two-faced fox with a passion.

You and Jungkook would be in the middle of a discussion about which solution would work best and she'd pop her nosy ass in out of nowhere to join. Like okay bitch, nobody asked. It didn't make it any better that she was one of the top students and if she wasn't trying to steal your man that wasn't really your man, you'd say the bitch was actually drop-dead gorgeous with a body to die for.

Jungkook is totally into her. How could he not be? You mean, you're 100% sure you're into dicks, but yeah, you had seen the way she'd make head turns whenever she'd pass by. This girl was basically a guy magnet. You had never seen Jungkook talk to anyone before, but he conversed with this girl like they knew each other in their past life or some shit. You hated how much they had in common and how perfect they looked together. Disgusting.

Often, you'd just watch both of them chat their time away solving a problem because you were too busy cursing Yujin inside your head to really care. You also noticed how she'd act like she didn't know or forgot the steps just to get Jungkook to explain it to her. Pfft. You did it way cuter.

On the days you were feeling extra mad at Jungkook or jealous for giving Yujin more attention, you'd be more touchy with him on purpose, your skirts would be shorter and you'd wear a shirt revealing enough just to shove your cleavage in his face. You'd gone mad and you were well aware. Like being possessed by a love demon, you didn't know what the fuck has gotten into you.

Jungkook like expected paid no mind to any of your attempts. Ugh! This was what you love and hate about him. Yes, you love that he's respectful and unbothered, but how do you tell him he's yours and you want him inside of you? You guys were married in your head whether he liked it or not.

Dresses and skirts weren't really your thing, but you wore it for Jungkook, and all for what? For him to break out in laughter at a joke Yujin made? You never even made him genuinely laugh like that before. Only when you had something stuck in your teeth or when you'd hit your head on your desk trying to stand up, does he crack one out.

Gosh, you were pathetic doing all of this for one guy. Even your 13-year-old boy crazy self would smack you silly. But it's whatever. You were willing to let this one slide because the third exam was in a week, and you knew what that meant: Study time with Jungkook, alone! One of your favorite thing in the world, next to him falling asleep on you whenever he'd get too tired to keep up. It was your most favored view.

Studying was something you hated to do, you mean... who the fuck would like studying, but Jungkook's presence managed to turn it into something entertaining. You get to spend time with your favorite person in the world and at the same time, shove all these information up your brain for the exam and then forget them after.

You know you can sound careless or as if school was the last thing you cared about, but truth was, you never had to try too hard because these things just came naturally to you. You guess all those nights you'd stayed up during high school and cramming for advanced classes paid off. You just liked to watch and listen to Jungkook go at it. You thought tutor Jungkook was the cutest thing.

After the lecture ended and Jungkook started packing his things, you waited patiently for the perfect moment to strike up a conversation, well of course... after Yujin got her turn. She was saying something to Jungkook although it was inaudible from your side, but her sly smile was enough for you to conclude that she deserves a slap across her face. But you won't do that. Because today you were going to get to be with Jungkook and you wanted to be on your best behavior.

She waved him goodbye and disappeared into the hallways. As she should. Now it's your turn. You got to have him all to yourself now. No more annoying rats trying to get in between you guys... at least for the time being.

"Meet you at 5?" You sounded like a child high on sugar rush.

Jungkook shot up at you as he slid his bag over his shoulder. "Pardon?"

"I can come over to your dorm at 5 so we can go over the exam materials together. You know... like we always do." You flashed him the pretty smile that you only do for him.

"Oh I--" Jungkook's face was filled with guilt, "--I already promised Yujin I'd go over to hers this afternoon. I didn't know you wanted to study together. I can make time for you tomorrow if you're still up for it, or you can come along--"

"--No, it's fine. I hope you have fun." You cut Jungkook off and immediately exited the classroom before he could say anything. Because it wasn't fine.

For the past two exams, even though it wasn't a lot, you guys were always together. He was always the one who initiated and suggested you come over, and now he's all "I DiDn't kNoW yOu WanTeD To sTuDy ToGeTher" whatever, headass. You were not going to be anybody's second choice and if he thought you were going to sit around and wait while he go and mess around with another chick, he can gladly go and shove that stick up his ass. Oh god, you felt like such a femcel.

You spent the rest of your afternoon ranting to Yeri over the phone about how disloyal Jungkook was being in the relationship that you had made up in your head. You really thought he was different, but you guess in the end, they really are all the same. Once a prettier, hotter girl come along, they'd just dip on you. Just like that. Men ain't shit. This is why you don't date.

While you were going through your camera roll, totally not deleting photos you had taken of Jungkook or photos you had saved from his social medias -- ahhh this one of him is really cute but still, fuck him -- you suddenly received a text notification from Taehyung.

So I heard exam is in a week. Seems like you're not coming tonight? Jungkook is out - Taehyung

No. He found himself a new study buddy. I've been replaced - Y/N

Bummer. I mean, I took the same class last semester and I've just gotten done with mid terms so I can go over some things with you if you'd like. Jungkook and the guys are all either studying or doing their own thing so I've got times - Taehyung

You thought about Taehyung's offer for a moment. You mean, it wasn't like you had anything better to do, and Yeri sounded like she was going to knock out any second from how you were literally boring her to death. And anything was better than to be stuck listening to Jihye's fake friend stories. God, you hated those. The girl would not stop talking.

Be at home broken hearted and alone that your boyfriend who's not really your boyfriend just ditched you, or go out and study with his cute friend? You chose the latter, duh! You still couldn't see Taehyung as anything more than a friend though -- you could never. You may be horrible at a lot of things, but if there's one thing you're good at, is loyalty. Jungkook may had cheated on you in fantasy land, but you would never do the same to him -- reality or fantasy.

Taehyung was very welcoming when you arrived. You always found it a breeze to bond with him because he is very friendly and easy going. You kept getting sidetracked because your mind would wonder off into the unknown. Your lips said no but your heart wouldn't cooperate. You had never felt this strongly for anyone else before, and the thought of Yujin being alone with Jungkook made you immensely jealous, you couldn't hide your scowl.

"You okay?" Taehyung spoke up after studying your body language for a while.

"Huh?" You almost didn't hear him.

"You look like you just went through a bad break up."

"It's nothing." You brushed off his comment and tried to divert the topic by flipping the pages of your textbook. "Where were we?"

A small smile appeared at the corner of Taehyung's lips. "Let me guess," He scooted away from the table and circled his arms behind his back for support as he stared at you directly, "Jungkook?"

You were frozen in your spot like you had been caught in the act, unable to produce a sound. But you were one stubborn individual and there was no way you were going to admit anything.

"N-no." You began doodling on your notebook, anything to hint that you were not interested in where this conversation was going.

Taehyung snickered, "You're very easy to read, you know that right, Y/n?"

You turned to him and gave him your deadliest glare, shooting daggers into his eyes. "Shut up." You cursed at him like a pouty child who didn't get their favorite toy at the store.

He only laughed and god was he annoying. You wanted to beat him up with the textbook until he's near death's door.

"If you like him, just tell him. Easy peasy lemon squeezy." He said it like it was the simplest thing in the world. Well thanks, Taehyung. That was very helpful.

"He already likes someone else. It's whatever." You tried acting nonchalant about it, but you actually wanted to shout that to Taehyung's face and bawl in ugly tears after. But self control ya know.

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows, not exactly sure what you were talking about. "Well, how are you so sure?"

"Because--"

"--Have you tried asking him?" He didn't even let you finish.

"Well... no. But I know."

"Then maybe you shouldn't be assuming things." Taehyung didn't mean to come off snarky, he was just stating the obvious.

"And I mean, aren't your family loaded with banks? Don't take this the wrong way, but I think you're very attractive. You could've chosen anyone else, why Jungkook? The dude's ripped but the closest he's gotten to any actions is his own hand. Just saying."

Your scowl intensified and if looks could kill, Taehyung would probably be three feet below ground level already. Like okay, you didn't need to know that but good for Jungkook. And maybe if he wasn't being so difficult, he'd get more than just his hand.

"Alright I'm sorry -- let's go back to studying." He snatched your textbook from you and continued where you guys left off.

But who were you kidding. He was absolutely right, and you despise that fact! You're not even Jungkook's girlfriend. Truth was, he was free to talk or flirt with whoever he wanted because you guys weren't even dating. But it still hurts okay. And if he liked you, he probably would had done something already. You wouldn't had been left hanging like this.

The next few minutes consisted of Taehyung struggling and failing to recount what he learned last semester -- not that you blame him, but come on dude. He suggested he'd go over some things with you and now he's here, not knowing where to start, so you just told him to pull equations from the book and quiz you on it. He got bored fast and was already pulling yawns and sleepy eyes. Jesus fucking Christ.

"Let me go grab a coffee." He stood up and walked over to the small counter.

You carried on with trying to solve the equation while Taehyung was messing with the coffee maker.

"Think this is right?" You held your paper up as he plopped back down next to you with a cup in his hand.

"Hmm..." He hummed as he took a sip, barely even making eye contact with your paper. "Looks right to me." Of course. Taehyung doesn't care by now, he's too washed out. Ugh.

If Jungkook was here, he'd know exactly where you made a mistake, and then he'd even show you how to solve it the correct way as he'd trace his palm over yours and you'd feed off his scent because he would be so close to you, you could practically feel his breath hit your cheek. But he was probably doing that to Yujin right now. The visual made you sick to your stomach. You hope she forgot to turn off her stove.

Taehyung tried to place the cup on the already crowded table. Key word: tried, because he completely missed the mark and the dark liquid spilled all over your shirt, staining it to the horror of your protest. You were lucky it wasn't too hot or the coffee would had ended you right then and there -- which actually didn't sound so bad. What worse thing could happen tonight.

"Gosh, Taehyung!" You scolded him.

He picked the cup back up and apologized to you both hands in the air. "I am so sorry, Y/n!"

Were you mad? Yes. But it was whatever. There was no need to make a big scene out of it. Shit happens.

"It's fine. Do you have anything I can change into for now? I can't go home like this."

Taehyung paused for a moment to think before a light bulb popped into his head, "You can borrow one of my shirt. Return it whenever you want, there's no rush."

You waited for him as he pushed through his hangers in the small closet. He located a baby blue sweater and handed it to you. Jungkook's closet was on the opposing side. You wondered what his looked like.

~

It had only been less than two hours since you guys started studying, and Taehyung was already set to knock the fuck out. Pathetic. You told him you wanted to review some more but he gave in to sleep and now look at the mess you had gotten yourself into; Stuck with his arms around you and his head on your shoulder.

You tried wiggling his hold off you but he was a tough one. The more you resisted, the tighter his grip got. For using you as a pillow and blanket, you were for sure not returning his sweater. That was coming out of his check.

So preoccupied with Taehyung's bullshit, you hadn't even noticed the boy in his black t-shirt and grey sweatpants by the door, standing tall overlooking the entire scene.

"Jungkook?" You looked up, surprised by his presence, causing you to loosen Taehyung's hold, only to be pulled right back with him snuggling you even more aggressively.

"Just a little bit more..." Taehyung groaned in his sleep deprived voice.

Jungkook was not very amused at the sight. In fact, he was furious. He had made it clear to Taehyung he was interested in you. He was just waiting for the right moment, and now that traitor was all up on you the second he goes missing in action.

He roughly yanked Taehyung off of you and swung him onto his bed, "Ayy man, get off of her!"

Taehyung whined loudly, rubbing the back of his head but eventually turned toward the wall and continued sleeping like nobody's business.

Jungkook switched his attention back to you, but the only thing he could focused on was the sweater you were wearing that looked a little too familiar, and knowing who it belonged to, he did not like it one bit. No matter how adorable you looked in it, he disapproved because it wasn't his.

You were dumbfounded, unsure of how to react or respond. Meeting Jungkook at this hour definitely wasn't part of your plan. You glanced over to the alarm clock on Taehyung's bedside table and it read 8:03 P.M.

"I-I'm going to go." You started packing your things as you shoved pens and highlighters into your bag and grabbed your textbook last.

You got up from the floor to face Jungkook at a new height, accidentally making eye contact and immediately breaking it.

"See you." You bitterly bid him and made ways to the door.

"So you have a thing for Taehyung now?" His sudden remark caused you to stop in your track.

"What?" You squinted your eyes, facing him again.

"Cuddling him up close and wearing his shirt. Was this why you blew me off earlier?" Jungkook sounded pressed as hell, and he was. You had never seen him like this before. Sure, he had gotten upset over bad customers or friends canceling plans, but never like this.

"Excuse me? I blew you off? You're the one who threw me in the dust for Yujin." You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Was he was really trying to pass this as your fault.

"I asked you if you wanted to come along--"

"--And you wouldn't have, if I didn't ask you first. Why would I want to string along like some unwanted parasite and ruin your guys special time."

Jungkook took a deep breath, "You're not unwanted. And I came back early so I could study with you if you still wanted to. But I didn't expect to find you in the arms of my best friend dressed in his shirt."

You both might as well start screaming in each other's face at this point. The tension grew nasty quick and you felt the heat building up inside of you about ready to burst.

"He spilled coffee on me and was only letting me borrow his shirt. And you out of anyone should know better that your friend has the attention span of a literal goldfish. I couldn't keep him awake for the life of me. So chill out, I'm not trying to fuck your friend."

Jungkook's once annoyed facial expression stiffened into a calmer, more relaxing manner as he took a step toward you, trying to close in the gap. The closer he got, the further you tried distancing yourself until your back eventually met the wall, stuck with Jungkook hovering over you. The only thing preventing you from bumping into his chest was the textbook clutched onto your hand.

"Good. Because I'll be very disappointed if you were interested in him after all the shit you pulled on me in class." You guys were literally so close, his breath was hitting the inch of your skin. Seeing Jungkook in this view was only something that would appear in your wet dream, but now it was a reality and you didn't know how to further proceed.

You guess all those cleavage and panty flashes you'd occasionally give him didn't go unnoticed after all. But then why'd he never confronted you?

Jungkook smirked at your confusion, knowing exactly what you were thinking as he placed both his palms against the wall, trapping you in between his hold.

"Think I didn't know, Princess? Truth is, I like you too and it was painful trying to hold back the urge to just not fuck you right then and there, but I didn't want things going too fast or else you'd think I was some desperate virgin trying to get in your panties. But after seeing you with Taehyung today, it made me realize I do not like the sight of you with anyone else, I just might have to have you for myself a little sooner, don't ya think?"

You had so many questions and emotions swirling inside your head from happiness, to being puzzled, from what the fuck Jungkook, to being utterly pissed off, all at once.

He leaned in for a kiss but before he could make proper contact with your lips, you pushed him back to disrupt the action, although not enough to move the giant mountain that was Jungkook off his position.

"Then why'd you mess around with Yujin, fucker." Don't get you wrong, you were high above the clouds by now about the fact that Jungkook returned your feelings, but if that's how he show he's interested in you... then well, he sure had a weird way of going at it.

"Because she wouldn't stop bothering me, I don't know. I'm not good at this kind of thing. She just kept asking me and I couldn't bring myself to say no. I still only like you though. I'd rather stare at the wall for hours with you over fucking her if she gave me the chance." He also seemed to have an odd way of expressing his love for you.

You poked his forehead slightly with your index finger. "Idiot. Also what do you mean you don't want to seem desperate. What screams "I want you to fuck me" more than my tits and ass in your face." You faced the other way to sulk, conflicted between wanting him inside of you and being astonished at how clueless he could be.

"Well, I'm here right now?" Jungkook whispered into your ear as his fingers moved along your thighs but he was quickly turned off by the sound of Taehyung mumbling in his sleep.

"UghHhh..." The sleeping boy shuffled in his bed, drools hanging over his mouth but he was still in a deep state of unconsciousness.

Never in a million years would you have thought to reject Jungkook's advance to have sex, but doing the dirty in front of his friend as a first time would be very fucked up, so you were fast to remove Jungkook's hands off of you.

"Maybe next time..." You stared into his eyes apologetically. You really wanted to fuck him and you might as well devour him raw if Taehyung wasn't here, but was this really the best time to lose your virginity? You're a slut for Jungkook and always rambled about how you'd fuck him in the snap of a finger, but the actual concept of having sex would probably drive your parents into madness that you didn't save yourself for marriage. Sometimes you just needed to step back and separate horny you from reality and look at the bigger picture.

Jungkook was of course disappointed, and it didn't help that you had already made him so hard, his boner was practically brushed against the gap of your thighs. The feeling of his clothed dick touching you made you nervous and curious how it would feel inside of you.

He looked at you with sad eyes, "Please...? I'll make it quick." His desperate plead and rock hard dick wasn't making it any easier for you to uphold your good daughter image, and you felt the horny demon overtaking your soul again.

You peeked over Jungkook's shoulder to check on Taehyung and he was still sleeping as peacefully as ever without a single care in the world. You had never seen such a deep sleeper in your entire life before.

Ehhhh fuck it, your parents will just have to suck it up. You're going to have to disappoint them some time along the line, so why not get it over with. Being with Jungkook made you want to do so many things against your morals, but you had been chasing after him for so long, you didn't want to leave any regrets.

"Quick." Was all Jungkook needed to hear from you for him to start digging into your neck. You threw your textbook onto the floor and kicked it away while Jungkook undid the straps on your backpack and sent it flying the same direction.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer and he indulged in your skin, leaving small kisses and bites trailing from one side to the other. You moaned at the sensation as you grabbed his hair. It didn't took long before his lips attacked yours and his hands were all over your body, exploring every little part.

You couldn't register how fast he was moving. One moment his hands were under your sweater playing with your tits and the next, he was groping your ass, and now he was trying to pull down his pant. You helped him tug at the other end of his sweatpants to the revelation of his growing cock slapping your thigh once it was out. And fuck was he big.

This wasn't some playdate where you guys had planned to fuck or had all the time in the world. Sure, you wanted to know how his pretty cock would feel when it's in your mouth, or how wet those long veiny fingers of his could make you, but the clock was ticking, and any moment now, you'd either be having the best time of your life or be running away in embarrassing after getting caught by Taehyung. So you guys needed to fuck, fast!

He wrapped one of your leg around his waist without even needing to ask and parted the crotch of your shorts to the wonderful view of your dripping vagina. Thankfully, you wore shorts with materials that were stretchy enough or else you couldn't imagine being butt naked in a room with two men.

"You are so fucking drenched." He was in awed. But as much as he enjoyed looking at it, he wanted to fuck it even more.

He didn't waste any time as he plunged his length inside you, pushing you harder against the wall because of how deep he was going.

"Ah! Fuck!" You winced at the pain his size gave you, but you were so fucking horny you didn't even care if he ripped your pussy to shred at this point.

Never would you have guessed the quiet guy in your English class who you had initially thought was full of himself would be dicking you down a year later and be the one to take your virginity, but here you guys were, fucking in his dorm like wild animals. Life is funny.

You never had any sexual experiences but you are a bit of a freak yourself if you were to admit. All of the knowledge you'd carried so far are from all your years of watching porn and the help of your ring and middle fingers. Oh, what would you had done without them. Your parents would never accept just any guy, and for the most part of your life, you were too busy chasing after A's and a good GPA to care about dicks. But when you got closer to a certain boy in his dark clothing, baggy style, and loose fashion sense complemented by his tattoos, piercings and rings worn on most fingers, it was like you knew he was the one. There was just something about Jungkook that triggered your sexual awakening.

You both were panting and in sweats as he continued pounding into you, his left hand supporting your leg around him so he could get a better angle and his other hand wouldn't leave your ass like glue.

"I-I'm going to cum." He breathed out, his pace getting sloppier.

"Hold on, not yet." You freed one of your hand from his shoulders and used it to swipe away the messy bang that has fell over his forehead. When you got to see his face even more clearly, he was so beautiful. Even from the dampness and wetness, it was Jungkook in all of his glory. He was so damn sexy.

Eventually, you felt the storm inside of you building up and you were getting close as well. Jungkook kept fucking you some more, and then threw your leg over his shoulder as he pushed into you even further. You might had died in the moment and came back from how his balls drove you up the edge that you came almost immediately. Your fluid draped across the skin of Jungkook's hardened cock.

It was only a few seconds after that he followed suit and sent his semen flying onto the sweater Taehyung had let you borrowed.

And no matter how hot Jungkook was or how fucked out you were at the moment, you still felt it was a courtesy to return it -- you were only joking about earlier. There was also no way you were going home smelling of sex. You couldn't imagine.

"Ah! This is Taehyung's sweater." You pouted, stretching the sweater so you could get a better look at where Jungkook had sprayed his little demons.

Jungkook only found your reaction endearing, "Welp... Looks like you'll be needing a new shirt. Let me help you out." He pulled toward the edge of the sweater and jerked it off of you, tossing it into the nearby basket.

You were left hanging in only your white bra and you could feel the air hitting the thick of your bare skin. Jungkook went quiet as he could only focus on your tits. He knew you had amazing tits from the V-neck shirts or low cut crop top you'd wear, but he never imagined it'd be this amazing. And although he got to feel them and they definitely were the softest thing he's ever laid his hands on, he never got to see them out in their full beauty.

"Can you flash me first?" His eyes never left your chest and he carried no absolute shame. Blame it on his hormones and the fact that the only tits he had ever seen was through the computer screen. But now he had the real thing in front of him. Not only that, he even got to touch them and you even let him fuck you. It felt unreal. You were unreal.

You clung onto the bottom of your bra and lifted them up, freeing your boobs for him like you're some sort of paid cam girl.

He was salivating like a dog that hasn't eaten in days. He had to force himself physically and mentally to stop ogling.

"I think I could go for round two." His face was dead serious, but you on the other hand, found it humorous.

"Oh dear... I'll send you some pictures tonight. Shirt please." You put your boobs back into hiding again, and he was very sad about it.

He walked over to his mini closet and hauled out a shirt. You remembered that specific one; you had seen him in it before. It was an oversized green T-shirt with a white skull print on the front.

You didn't even have to put much effort into getting the shirt on because Jungkook was a lot of help. Your arms were still raised in the air from his instructions.

"Much better." He inspected your body up and down after having completed your outfit.

"So..." You lightly tapped your foot.

"So...?" He imitated you.

You guys were just speaking in normal volume by now because you were strongly convinced Taehyung would be able to sleep through an earthquake at this rate.

"Are you going to properly ask me out, or am I just going to be your little fuck toy?" You cocked your head sideway.

"Well, what's a more proper way to ask you out then sticking my dick in you. I thought that already spoke for itself."

You decreased the distance between you guys and bumped your finger onto his chest, "I want to hear you say it." Your eyes burned with passion as it met his.

A smile curved at the corner of his lips, "Oh you are so bossy, I love it." He circled his arms around your waist, wrapping you around his warmth.

"Say it."

He chuckled, "Okay okay. Y/N... want to be fuck buddies?" His playful gesture made you frowned as he also earned a small slap to his chest.

You were the sexiest thing Jungkook had ever seen, but with your eyebrows arched and lips pouted, it does a different thing to his heart. The feeling was distinctive from the 'I want my dick inside you' kind. There was no lust but only love, the want, the need to care and look after you. Was it too early to say he was in love? Maybe. But he knew he wanted to be with you together for a very long time, and if possible, perhaps forever.

It wasn't the first time Jungkook had been hit on, and probably wouldn't be the last either. But it was the first time someone would go as far you did, just for him. He'd get girls trying to talk to him from time to time but in the end, none of them were ever serious about a relationship, or even getting to know him. All they cared about was bragging to their friends that they got to talk to the 'cute guy'. Everything was about how handsome he was, how good looking he was. Jungkook knew he's hot, but what about his favorite movie? The kind of sports he liked to play? What does he do during this free time? Nobody batted an eye at those.

And then he met you. Some random cute girl in his class with a high social status -- the worst kind. It didn't help that you were already showing signs you're into him, but also because he predicted you were going to be as shallow as the rest. But maybe it was your smile. Something about your smile that day told him to give it a chance. And then he found himself going through the tunnel deeper and deeper until it was pitched black, and he felt powerless. He had already fallen for you. But who was he to define what love was. He never experienced it.

Was it the way you'd listen to his stories like it was the most exciting thing in the world, even though he was just rambling on and on about beating the final boss in a video game he just bought. Or maybe how you'd go the extra mile to ask him questions about himself and you'd even remember every little details the next time you see him. But it was mostly the efforts you'd put into striking small conversations with him, or hang out with him every chance you'd get. Like, who was he going to tell at 2 A.M. in the morning about the really cute cat photo he found on Google? You were the only person he trusted to not ignore his texts.

When he was with Yujin, he found himself bored with her quickly. The girl was so full of herself and had an obvious hate boner for you, he had to excuse himself to the comfort of Yujin's big ass bathroom that was the size of his dorm. He sat there staring into space for almost 20 minutes, contemplating whether he should just return home and call you. He missed the way you'd solve the problems wrong on purpose just so you could get closer to him. He was plenty aware that you knew the whole concept better than he did -- He had seen your scores. But he still didn't mind repeating himself for the second or third time, as long as he got to see you happy. He also greatly missed waking up to the scent of peach, which was what your hair always smelled like.

He felt like such a coward that he was unable to reject Yujin's offer earlier. But he did eventually made some bullshit up and left.

So if that was love, then yes, he does indeed love you. Very much.

He took a deep breath this time, "Y/n, would you like to do the honor of going out with me?"

You had the widest smile plastered onto your face, "Yes!" You hugged him, your head on his chest and you could hear his heart beating fast.

Whatever was going through his mind, you just knew you felt the same exact way.

~ Present Day ~

Now you guys have come so far in the relationship. Sure, there are good days and bad days, ups and downs, but there isn't anything you guys cannot work through. If anything, you both mostly argued over scheduling conflict. Jungkook is always either busy studying or working on his next music project. And then his job eats up the rest of his time. Your parents were also incredibly tight with you and always had to know where you were. You used Yeri so much as an excuse, you probably burnt her out.

Many things has changed ever since you and Jungkook started dating. He moved out of the dorm at the beginning of the year as he was able to save up for his own apartment, about a five minutes walk from campus. And last you heard, Taehyung managed to convince Jimin to move in as a replacement.

Jimin was another one of Jungkook's friends and band mates. He is also a stunner himself. He introduced you to the rest of his friends and just wow. How does gorgeous people find each other? They are all very attractive with a heart of gold. You are thankful Jungkook has such people like that around him that he can depend on. You can put some of your worries to rest knowing he's surrounded by good peers.

Those guys are also stupidly mad talented. Just how did you not know of their existence earlier? If only you were a little more engaged in whatever happens outside of classes. These guys are the real deal when it comes to music and they make a good amount of money off of YouTube from their covers and songs. They are basically carrying your University's music program on their back alone. They are the hot topic around here every single day. You've gotten so used to girls trying to get Jungkook's number that you were basically numbed to the feeling.

Oh yeah -- you also discovered Jungkook can sing. Not can. He is freaking amazing! Is it possible to fall in love with a person over and over again? Because that is how Jungkook make you feel every single time you learn something new about him, or well... whenever you see him. Jungkook is perfection. Perfection is Jungkook.

But your parents will never see eye to eye with you on that, because Jungkook isn't some gentleman in a suit and a passion for the kind of fields your parents consider worthy of people your status, which you have no idea what the fuck that means. You think all of that is utter crap and your parents are clearly over their heads. You don't believe yourself to be better than anyone else, or that you're more deserving than the guy down the street just because you happened to have more money.

They're trying to get you together with one of your dad's close friend's son. He is rumored to be taking over as CEO for his father as the head of the family company, and he's finishing his Master's as we speak. Your mom likes to rave about how good-looking and handsome he is, and yeah you've seen pictures of him. He's cute or whatever but he's not Jungkook. Yeah, so what if he's going to be a CEO? Jungkook is a great tattoo artist and he has the cutest cat drawings ever! He can finish a degree but can he fuck you until you can't walk? Probably not. You'll have to pass.

Today was supposed to be your second date with him, although not really as you haven't actually gone at all. That was all Yeri. She's always joking about wanting a rich sugar daddy or somebody who will sweep her off her feet, so she was more than happy to pose in your place while you go have the time of your life at Jungkook's.

Apparently, he's a bit tacky though. "Conceited as hell, always talking about his accomplishments." were Yeri's exact words.

She pulled through only because she thought he was cute. Typical Yeri. But other than that, "Nothing exceptionally outstanding." Yeri's words, not yours.

Yeri, do you think there's a possibility I could be pregnant - Y/N

Anything is possible. How many times do y'all fuck in a week? - 💜 Yerim 💜

Idk. 4-5? depends. 2-3 times when he gets busy. I'm on pills though. - Y/N

Well... better to be safe than sorry. Go buy a pregnancy test - 💜 Yerim 💜

My parents are going to kill me if they find the test, or even the packaging - Y/N

Then tell your baby daddy to buy one for you tomorrow and test it during school hours. If he knocks you up, he should take responsibility - 💜 Yerim 💜

gurrllll Jungkook ain't like that - Y/N

Hmm. Jungkook's a good person and all, but if there's anything I've learned from all my time of dating, is that no matter how genuine someone is, that can all change very fast. I don't mean to scare you. It's just... Jungkook may love you very much, but raising a child is stressful. And no one wants to be tied down before their late 20s. On top of that, the clock is ticking and it's only a matter of time before your parents catches you. Do the test tomorrow and update me if you can. I just care about you and don't want to see you hurt because it's your first time in love - 💜 Yerim 💜

Yeri can be blunt, but she always does say or do what she thinks is best for you, and you'll always be grateful for that. No matter how right she might be though, a part of you still wishes she is wrong.

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whoop! well that took forever! Whoever made it through that, hope you have a wonderful rest of your day!

- Lexi

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bonus - JJK | M

↻ drabble

↣ a sweet, caravan trip with your boyfriend.

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pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: fluff, smut

word count: 1.4K

warnings/tags: strong language, established relationship, soft bf JK, explicit smut- oral (m), caravan sex, cuddly sex, dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie

a/n: an anon asked for a drabble with the bonus couple, here it is <3

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“Here?”

Your gaze lifts, pulling down your sunglasses to scan the trees around you,  “mmm…lil higher.”

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New Beginnings| JJK

Part 2

summary: When your son starts his pre- school, both you and Jungkook don`t know what to do with yourselves, well other than being all over each other, you two definitely need help.

genre: fluff, smut, DILF Jungkook, established relationship, domestic.

pairing: Jungkook x female reader! 

warnings: tooth rotting fluff, smut, fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving), spanking, panty sniffing, Jungkook pout, Impregnation kink, pet names(you already know)

words: 9.4K tag list: @thatsokait @xmagicxshopx @mwitsmejk

Jungkook was not doing well, he got up in the middle of the night to check up on your three year old son, Junghoon to see any signs of discomfort in his sleep so that he can delay his first day of pre-school.

“Jungkook, come back to bed.” You croak when you see him wake up for the third time that night.

“I wanna check up on Hoonie, what if he needs something” he says rubbing his right eye, voice tired, it had to be, it was two in the morning.

“He`s not a baby anymore Jungkook, He`s three and usually sleeps through the night, we have the monitor don’t worry too much, I know what this is about so come on, back to bed.” You hold the blanket up and wait for him watching him pout and mope around for a hot minute, looking a lot like Junghoon right now.

“My arm is getting tired baby, come on be good.” You shake the blanket a little to coax him in much like you do with your three year old.

Jungkook was in denial since last week when you told him that Junghoon needs to start pre-school now, he told you to look at your son.

“Y/N, look how tiny he is, he cannot go to school right now, no!” he shakes his head, arms crossed on his chest.

“Jungkook, you`re not sending your son off to college, its just pre-school, everyone is gonna be just as tiny as him.” You giggle, rolling your eyes at your husband`s over protective ass.

“My little man, already…off to school” Jungkook hiccups a genuine cry in the back of his throat while picking up Hoonie from his playing mat.

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Birthday Boy

🔞 (Minors DNI) | 😈 Smut | 💘 Fluff

Word Count: 2986 Age: 18+ Pairings: Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: PWP, I guess birthday smut, he’s whiny, but I just had to write this because I’m very convinced, he’s a baby boy and a very whiny one at that. Sub!JK, whiny baby boy JK. Edging, multiple orgasms, male and female receiving oral, unprotected sex (don’t do this), squirting, fingering. IDK there’s more.

Taglist: @moonchild1 @tangledsparkles @mochilatae @skyys-universe @bringmetheksj @meanyoongi @jeonjbuns @namjooningelsewhere @purgatorywriter @gukkmoans @bonvoyagenoona

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You looked around the apartment, making sure the living room was decorated nicely and that the champagne was kept on ice. You wore a red dress that hugged your curves and had a nice deep cleavage that left little to the imagination.

Initially, you were at a loss when you thought of what to do for Jungkook’s birthday. What do you get for the man that has everything? You knew sex would be part of the present, but you didn’t want it to be just that. You remembered he would often tell you about how he just wanted a nice yet fancy home-cooked meal with you. So that’s what you did.

While Jungkook was out during the day, you spent the entire morning decorating the apartment with balloons and banners; the theme was black and gold. Around evening time, you cooked the meals, steak and kept the chocolate cake in the fridge for dessert.

You had bottles of champagne and wine for tonight. He was your baby. You were going to make him feel so special.

That’s when it hit you. Jungkook had just about everything material, but there was one thing he always wanted to try in the bedroom. He wanted to be dominated. He let that confession out when he was drunk, and you pretended as if you didn’t hear it, and he never mentioned it again.

You smirked.

You had a plan, and you were going to treat Jungkook as a baby boy tonight. If he wanted to be dominated, you would gladly do it; you were dying to hear him whine and beg for you.

Around 8 or so, you heard the front door open, and you came out of the kitchen where you were putting the finishing touches on the dinner to greet the birthday boy. You saw him wearing his trademark all-black attire, his tattoos on full display. The sight of him was enough to get you wet, but you needed to pace yourself because you wanted to please him.

“Baby!” he called out, “I’m home!” he spoke cheerfully, and he looked around for you, and as you came into his view, his eyes widened.

Normally you’d run right into his arms, and he’d catch you, but you were wearing heels, and you didn’t want a sprained ankle ruining the fun. So, you just walked over to him, you wrapped your arms around his waist.

“Happy Birthday, Handsome”, you spoke. The heels gave you an added advantage. You were able to purr your birthday wishes right at the lobe of his ear, your lips gently touching them. Jungkook enjoyed it, and he pulled you closer to him.

He wrapped his toned arm tight around your waist. He looked down, his eyes widening at the cleavage your dress provided.

“Baby, is this for my birthday?” He asked innocently, but his eyes told a very different story. They were practically undressing you. “Maybe? I missed you, handsome; your dinner is in the kitchen.” You spoke, ignoring Jungkook’s comment you would not let him get the upper hand tonight.

You gently eased yourself out of his grip, only to grab his hand and bring him to the kitchen with you.

“As far as I’m concerned, Y/N, my dinner is wearing a red dress and is waiting to be eaten.” He spoke, and his words shot right to your cunt.

“Jungkook, please, baby?” You feigned as much innocence as you could, almost pretending to be slightly hurt that he was only looking for sex. Jungkook being the absolute sweetheart that he is, notices your act and falls for it.

“Oh baby”, he turned you around, so his other arm wrapped around your waist gently. His eyes looked into yours so lovingly and let go of your hand only to cup your face gently.

“I didn’t mean it like that, you look so beautiful, but I know you did so much work for tonight, so ignore me and let us eat, okay?” He spoke so quickly and apologetically, and you felt sort of guilty. He truly has the kindest heart.

“Jungkook, it’s okay, I wore this dress for a reason, but I want you to eat first. You’re going to need your energy.” With that, you pulled him to the dining table, and he sat down while you plated the dinner.

Throughout the meal, you both made casual conversation about your respective days. However, now and then, with each sip of champagne, you felt yourself get bolder, and you reached down and undid your heels.

Only to raise your foot and run it along Jungkook’s calf, he froze for a second and continued talking. You moved your foot up and pressed it gently against his crotch, slowly moving it and massaging his bulge.

Just as Jungkook was about to reach down and grab your foot, you moved it away, leaving him frustrated.

“Baby, I forgot about your cake!” You ran into the kitchen laughing at the fact that you had gotten him frustrated. Now it was time to kick the plan into action. You got his cake out of the kitchen and brought it to the dining table, where you found a frustrated Jungkook sitting. You had to bite back a smirk.

You brought the cake around to him and placed it in front of him. You placed yourself in his lap and kissed his cheek.

“Happy Birthday, Jungkook just wanted to say I love you, and I’m so thankful for you. You have made me feel so safe, beautiful and secure. I can’t imagine a life without you, and I look forward to celebrating more birthdays with you.” You said you saw Jungkook’s expression soften.

“I know I’m not the easiest person to date, but you have always made me feel enough and complete. You are my biggest supporter, and baby, I don’t want to even think of a life without you.” He said and blew out the candles.

“Did you make a wish?” You asked, and he smiled, “don’t need to. I have everything I could have ever dreamed of.” You smiled at him. While both your words had turned you into a soft puddle, there was no way you’d let it continue.

You squirmed in his lap, which resulted in a moan from Jungkook. You reached out to the cake and swiped a dollop of frosting onto your finger. You turned to Jungkook, licked your finger, and moaned, relishing the taste and enjoying his hardening length underneath you.

“Baby, this cake tastes so good.” You reached over to the cake again, swiping another dollop of frosting on your finger.

“Try it, Jungkook. It’s so sweet.” You smirked, and he wrapped his lips around your finger and sucked the cream. He was about to pull you onto his now fully hard dick and grind against you. When you had once again weaselled your way out of his grip.

You ran to your shared bedroom, where you shed your clothes. You were now standing in a red lace set, with crotchless panties and a see-through bra.

It was honestly pointless, but you knew Jungkook would appreciate it. You heard him enter the room.

He stopped when he saw you. He approached you, but you stopped him. Instead, you moved forward until the backs of his knees hit the bed, and you pushed gently, and he fell onto the bed.

“Y/N, please, baby.” You heard traces of whining and begging in his voice. “Strip for me, Jungkook and lie down on the bed.” You commanded.

Jungkook’s eyes went wide, you rarely took on a dominating role in the bedroom, and if you did, it was never to this extent. However, Jungkook didn’t ask questions; he did as you requested.

Jungkook naked is a sight for sore eyes, muscular body, thighs, abs, and tattoos. His cock stood erect, red and throbbing. It was glistening at the tip with precum.

“Good boy, Jungkook.” You crawled over and placed yourself in between his legs. You put your hands on his thighs, gently tracing your nails down his toned thighs.

Jungkook trembled at the contact; he was so hard and so desperate for something. You moved your hands to his cock, and rubbed hip tip ever so gently, and the whine Jungkook let out had you wild with power.

“Baby, please, I need you to touch me, please or let me eat your pretty little cunt, please, baby.” Jungkook was a begging mess, and you were enjoying every second of it.

“Baby boy, you are going to listen to me very carefully. You are now allowed to touch yourself unless I tell you to. You cannot cum unless I tell you. Understood?” Jungkook nodded furiously.

“Baby, please, I understand, please baby, do something. Your baby boy needs you.” You smirked, so he did understand your drift.

You crawled further up his body until you reached his face. You stood up and stripped yourself. Your stiff nipples are on display, and your swollen pussy fully on display for him. He groaned in approval. You lowered your naked self, your pussy mere inches away from his mouth.

“Make me cum, and you can cum, baby boy.” He nodded.

He was such a good listener.

You sat down on his face, and he wrapped his toned arms around your thighs. His tongue did quick work and found your clit; he wasted no time licking and flicking the swollen nub. Your hands went down to his soft hair, and you tightened your grip on his locks, eliciting a moan from him.

He wrapped his lips around your clit and started to suck while his tongue was flicking your clit harshly. Your orgasm hit you hard, and you came all over his tongue. Jungkook greedily lapped up your release. He looked up at you, and he eased his grip on your thighs, allowing you to move.

“Good boy, you made me cum.” You moved away and down his body so that your mouth was now at his. You kissed him, moaning as you tasted yourself, you moaned into the kiss, and Jungkook used this as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.

He deepened the kiss, he started sucking on your tongue, and you gently pulled away, letting him know that tonight you were in charge.

“Baby, I said I’d let you cum, right?” You asked, teasing. It wasn’t fair, he looked so fucked out, and he had been so obedient. You almost caved, then you remembered all the times he would leave you writhing, fucking you, teasing, fingering you, doing everything imaginable to you but never letting you finish.

It was agonising, and while you were going for a gentler approach. You wanted him to beg for you.

You kissed down Jungkook’s neck, sucking hard enough to get a reaction, soft enough not to leave a mark. You reached his chest, and you raked your nails over his nipples ever so gently, and the way he reacted, you were almost worried, he would jump off the bed and take you with him.

“Baby, please, please. I’ve been a good boy.” He whined. You took it as a small victory, but he still wasn’t begging, and you wanted him to beg. Like you had done so many times for him.

You ignored his pleas and made your way down his body, leaving a trail of soft kisses and bites, leaving the man underneath you a moaning and squirming mess.

Once you reached his cock, it was so tempting to ride him until you both came, but you had a plan, and you had to stick by it. You knelt at his cock, just shy of your mouth. You saw him twitching desperately for you to take him in your mouth and relieve him.

You decided to do just that, but you were going to take your time, and until he didn’t beg—you chose—he would not cum.

You started by massaging his balls. Jungkook released a low whine and fisted his hands in the sheets. “Baby, I need your mouth, please, pretty baby.” You continued ignoring him, massaging his balls. You then let them go, making Jungkook whine out in frustration.

“Fuck I can’t, baby, please.” He was still whining and not begging, “yes, you can Jungkook, and you will.” You replied your tone was mirroring the same type of domination he would often give you in the bedroom.

“Baby, please fuck.” you started licking the tip of his erect cock, which was now drenched in precum. He tasted so good, you wanted just to let him fuck your throat until he released his hot cum down your throat, but you were so close to getting him to beg.

Jungkook’s pleas got more desperate as you kept licking his tip. At one point, he had lifted his head only to crash it back down on the bed in frustration.

“Jungkook, do you want to cum? Do you want your cock in my pussy, baby boy? Is that what you want? For me to fuck you?” You launched a series of questions, which wasn’t fair considering how fucked out your boyfriend was, but he wanted to be dominated. You were doing your job.

“Yes, please fuck Y/N. I’m begging you fuck me, please I’ve been such a good boy.” His words were like music, your ears. He begged.

You removed your hands from his cock, and straddled him, lining his cock up to your pussy, and you slowly sank down onto his length. It didn’t matter how many times you fucked him. He was long and thick, and it was a delicious burn and stretch, but you needed to ease into it.

Once you had finally taken him into you, you tried to move, but Jungkook stopped you.

“Baby, wait, please, I want to feel your pussy. If you move now, I will cum.” You smirked. It was pretty satisfying to see him be the one begging for once, “do you want to cum, Jungkook?” you asked, your nails tracing his nipple, making him shudder.

“Yes, but I—” he started “, no buts, you want to cum, I’m going to make you cum, baby boy.” You said and started bouncing yourself up and down his length.

Your pussy was clenching around him like a vice grip, and he knew he wouldn’t last long with how much you teased him. You brought his hand to your clit. You wanted to cum with him, but you needed his help.

He seemed to get the message and rubbed your clit furiously, all while moaning and groaning.

“Y/N please baby, are you close? I’m going to cum.” His voice was so soft and laced with pleas. “Fuck I’m going to cum baby, Jungkook cum with me.” It was true the rate at which he was rubbing your clit. You were so close.

You suddenly stilled as your orgasm hit you. You shook on Jungkook’s length. He suddenly let out a growl as you felt him release into your pussy. His hot cum painting your walls.

You quickly hopped off him and got down to your knees and started sucking his cock, and he started whining and writhing from the sensitivity.

“Baby, please, no too much. I can’t cum again.” You didn’t listen; you kept sucking his length until you felt him release again in your mouth. You waited until you swallowed every last drop of his release.

When you looked down, you were greeted with a visual of Jungkook heaving and panting and letting out soft whines. You were about to relax until you realised, he grabbed you by the waist and pushed with your back on the bed.

“Baby boy? Let’s how you like it when I torture you, but I’m feeling generous, so what I’m going to do is finger you, and I’ll only stop if you squirt, and if you don’t well. You know my stamina,” Jungkook teased.

Jungkook had recovered so quickly, and his words shot straight to your pussy. He wrapped one hand around your waist and shoved two fingers into your cunt. He moved fast. His fingers set off a brutal pace fingering you showing no signs of stopping. You started moaning and very soon begging.

“Jungkook, I’m going to cum. Please, baby, please.” You were begging now. “Good.” He pushed another finger into you and started his assault on your cunt again.

You felt something snap in you, and you felt a wave of pleasure wash over you, you felt so dizzy, and when your eyes fluttered open again, Jungkook was looking at you with equal amounts of pride and concern. He slowly pulled his fingers out of your cunt and brought them to his lips, sucking them clean.

“So sweet baby.” You noticed he was glistening; his tattooed forearm was covered in your release. “You did good, baby; you squirted for me.” Words failed you, so you reached out, indicating you wanted him next to you and to hold you.

“I need to clean you, baby.” He started to get up, “Kook, later, please, I need you now.” He smiled, his expression softened, and he laid down next to you and pulled you close and into his embrace.

“I love you; fuck tonight was something else. What brought it on?” He asked. You smiled into his chest as you looked up at him.

“You said ages ago when you were drunk, you wanted to be dominated, and so I tried. Was it okay?” You asked, your voice soft, “so fucking good, baby girl, you have no clue. Maybe this can become a bit more of a regular thing?”

“I wouldn’t mind that.” you smiled.

“Jungkook?”

“Yeah?”

“Happy Birthday, baby. I love you.” You said sleepily,

“I love you too, baby.” He responded, pulling you close into his embrace as you both drifted off into a blissful slumber.

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keep your seatbelts fastened | jjk

Pairing: Jungkook x reader (flight attendant au, s2l)

Genre: smut, romance

Warning: language, sexual themes (public sex, teasing, masturbation m and f, oral f receiving, unprotected sex, dom!JK)

Wordcount: 2.9k

Rating: 18+

A/N: First instalment of the new series entitled Mile High Club. I had to start with JK because well, it's his birthday. So happy jaykayday! Thank you so much @sugasbabiie for being my beta for this, you're amazing and I'm sorry for any pain i have caused. I am forever thankful for @notyouroppar for being my eyes and towards you I am most sorry, I love you!

That being said, enjoy flight attendant JK lending a hand. If you have any feedback, or just want to talk to me please do! I love seeing your thoughts and hearing from you!

You hate flying; that is that. There’s nothing worse than being stuck on a plane for hours on end with little space to move and a yelling child behind you. Not to mention, the rules you have to follow whilst on a plane are ridiculous. Why would you willingly strap yourself to a seat for the whole flight on the off chance that something happens?

Unfortunately for you, your job required you to fly around the world more than the average person. You tried to be optimistic, hoping that each flight might be better than the last. Yet, it never happened. The same cramped space, the same yelling child, and the same stuck up flight attendants who reminded you to put your seatbelt back on if you even dared to take it off for even a second.

“Ma’am, could you put your seatbelt back on?” There it was. Resisting the urge to roll your eyes, you breathed heavily through your nose.

“Will do. I just need to go to the toilet. Is that allowed?” You narrowed your eyes as you glanced up at the flight attendant who decided to burst your bubble.

“Of course it is.” The soft voice definitely did not prepare you for what your eyes drank in– and goddamn were you thirsty. Your jaw dropped as soon as your eyes met with a pair of soft brown ones. Damn.

Nothing could have prepared you for the boyish features of the man standing above you. With a strong defined nose and jawline, his eyes twinkled with mischievousness as he smirked at you. You gulped as you locked gazes with him, and he had the audacity to wink at you. You were already on edge being on a flight. That, combined with a long dry spell due to a lack of partners, and with the attendant’s good looks–you were ashamed to admit you could feel yourself becoming hot under the proverbial collar. Realising he was waiting for you to do something, you blinked.

“Uh, thank you–“ Leaning closer, your eyes narrowed, you spotted the tag on his shirt that read ‘Jungkook’. “Jungkook.” Looking back up at him, you wouldn’t admit you took your time to take in the way his uniform fitted him like a glove. The way his shirt stretched across the expanse of his chest, suggestive of its broadness, or the way you could see his Adam’s apple bob above his well pressed collar as he swallowed–all these provoked you to do something you’ve never thought you would do. Licking your lips, your mouth suddenly dry, you smirked.

“Would you mind pointing me in the right direction?” You leaned forward, a small smirk on your face, hoping that would do the trick and he would get the hint. The small display of courage left your heart pounding as you would not normally display such flirty behaviour. Yet, there was something about this man that made you want to jump out of your seat.

To your displeasure and slight mortification, Jungkook’s smirk fell into a carefully crafted professional smile, and he nodded at you. “If you would not mind, my colleague would be more than happy to show you where the toilets are.” He nodded towards the newcomer, a woman whom in your lust-hazed state you had not seen approach the two of you.

Your lips pursed, the shame of having been turned down weighing down on your desires to drag this man and have your way with him or allow him to have his way with you.

“Thank you.” You mumbled to the both of them, your fingers trembling as you tried in vain to take off your seatbelt. When a strong warm hand wrapped around yours, careful fingers detangling your own from the contraption, you froze, your eyes rising to meet Jungkook’s amused brown ones.

“Here, let me help.” He whispered, his hot breath rekindling the lust as you imagined it brushing against your wet pussy. He made quick work out of the seatbelt, his hand in your lap for a second longer than deemed publicly appropriate, and you sharply inhaled. Were you imagining him biting his lip and his breathy moan when you shifted your legs to rid yourself of his torturous touch so close to your throbbing core?

You shook yourself out of it, berating yourself for thinking such lewd thoughts in public. If anyone were to read your mind, they’d be wanting to bury themselves, never to be seen again. But as you rose up ready to follow the woman, dusting imaginary fluff off your trousers, your eyes locked with his. He was watching you carefully, nostrils flaring. Something in his half hooded smouldering gaze told you that Jungkook could read your mind. And the tongue that peaked between his lips to trace his bottom lip as he gave you a full once-over told you he did want to bury himself never to be seen again, only that place would be between your legs.

Your legs were shaky all throughout your trip to the toilet, your face looked flushed in the horrible light of the airplane toilet, and your hair resembled a bird’s nest. Patting it down and washing your face with some cold water, you sighed. It was as presentable as you’d get.

You didn’t think you spent that long in the toilet, but when an impatient tap broke you out of your daze, you mumbled a response as you opened the door.

You didn’t know why, but the sight of Jungkook’s smirking face halted you. Confused, you motioned behind you. “Cleaning?” You inquired as you made a move to step away only to find it difficult as he took a step closer towards you, almost forcing you back into the toilet.

“Oh no.” He said dismissively, his eyes following your every move. “Thought I would check on you. You looked a bit flushed earlier Miss–“ he trailed off, waiting for you to fill him in.

“Y/N.” You provided, the sight of him towering above you making your sinful brain imagine what it would be like if he pushed you into the toilet to have his way with you. Would you object?

Observing the way his eyes darkened as you responded, his lips pursed as if he was keeping a response back, you decided that you would definitely not object to it.

“Y/N,” he toyed with your name. “Our job is to make sure that the service we provide to our Club members is impeccable.” He recited, his voice taking a dark tone to it, a tone that promised more than just your regular service.

With the newfound confidence from earlier, you smiled provocatively at him, biting your lip. “And what else does this service provide?” You challenged him. Knowing when he was presented with a bait, he cocked an eyebrow. “I know what I want. Are you able to provide?” You teased.

Jungkook swallowed thickly; you looked positively attractive standing there, challenging him to make good on his word. With a quick glance around, he stepped closer towards you, this time pushing the both of you inside the toilet.

“I know what I can provide; you just need to say the words.” He simply answered, his hand reaching to slide the lock. His actions screamed confidence, and you decided to test that. Normally, you’d not be this direct but something about the thought of him fucking you until you forgot your own name spurred you on.

“How does one become a member of the Mile High Club?” You questioned, your gaze on his unwavering.

“Simple.” That was all he needed. With a push, he slammed your back against the toilet wall, hands tangled in your hair, his lips devouring yours.

Jungkook made quick work of your trousers, his fingers already having found your wet core, the pressure on your sensitive clit making you jolt. Digging your fingers in his shoulders, you enjoyed the way the muscles tensed under your touch. Breaking the hungry kiss, he buried his face into the nape of your neck.

“I want to taste you.” Jungkook whispered in your hair, his raspy breath catching in his throat as your hand traveled to his member, grasping the hardening cock through his pants.

“Is this the full service?” You smirked only to moan out his name as his torturous fingers rubbed against your pussy lips, quickly finding your entrance. Without warning, two fingers entered deep inside of you, your lubrication enough to not cause discomfort.

“Oh, you haven’t seen what full service means yet.” He glowered, pulling away from your neck, dark, lustful eyes locking with yours. The feel of his long digits pumping in and out of you too much, and you let your head fall backwards, biting down a moan.

Jungkook swallowed thickly, the sight of you coming undone only from his fingers too much for him. He needed to taste you. With precise movements, he pulled his fingers out and crouched down, your pants going along with him. Ignoring your whines of protest, he grabbed your thighs and spread them further. Your glistening pussy being the most delectable sight he’s seen; he didn’t waste another moment and delved in, lips against your core, tongue lapping at your juices.

“Fuck.” You growled, hands finding their way into his hair, gripping at the dark strands. The electric shocks running up your spine turned your brain into mush. “Deeper.” You commanded him, fingers digging into his scalp.

“Shh,” He shushed you, fingers at your entrance again, lips sucking on your clit.

Resisting the urge to yell out his name, your knees shaking as you closed them around his head, a desperate attempt to keep him there. “So close.” You whimpered, feeling the tightness in your lower abdomen.

With this knowledge, Jungook lapped quicker at your clit, his fingers deep inside you, massaging your inner muscles. “Come for me, princess.” He murmured, digits curling upwards, making you see stars.

You didn’t know if you yelled out his name or if your throat constricting was the product of your powerful orgasm. But the feeling of his fingers inside, lips sucking at your nub were enough for the coil in your stomach to release, white spots dotting your vision.

Pleased with himself, Jungkook waited for your climax to subside, and as your knees let go of him, he slowly got up, eyes locking with your dazed ones as he licked his lips clean of your juices. “Mm.” He moaned. “Delicious.”

Considering his job done, he went to straighten you up, ready to get back to work, but when your legs suddenly wrapped around his slim waist and you pulled him to you, he lost his balance, and almost toppled over you.

“Nuh-uh. I need you inside.” The words made his member jolt, and as you quickly undid his zip. your fingers finding his hardened member in an instant, causing him to groan.

“Oh, commando.” You teased, your palm wrapping around the muscle, feeling the weight of it. Pumping it for a few seconds, you thoroughly enjoyed the myriad of expressions running across his face, and when you thumbed the tip and a low animalistic growl rumbled from deep within, you decided you wanted him– inside you. Then and there.

“Fuck me, Jungkook.” You whispered, your wanton behaviour fuelling his drive.

Pulling your hand away from him, he grabbed his dick as he pushed you against the sink, the tight space making it easy for him to lift your leg up and enter you in one swift motion.

“Shit.” He cursed, face buried in your neck once more, teeth nipping at the sensitive pulse.

Neither of you moved for a second, the low hum of the plane broken here and there by your breathy pants.

Feeling mischievous, you tightened your core muscles in a vice-like grip around his throbbing member, making him shudder against you.

“Y/N stop, or I will fuck you senseless until you can’t walk anymore. And everyone would be able to tell how naughty you’ve been.” His low grumble against your collarbone, and threat fuelled your desire and without thinking you started rocking your hips, craving the friction of his dick against your inner muscles.

“Is that a promise?” You sounded surprisingly coherent, for the fact that as soon as you started moving against him, he dug his fingers into your hips, and he pulled his member out of you, only to drive back in as far as he could.

The feel of his dick deep within you took any coherence you may have had, away. The harsh rhythm he set as he pounded into you, drawing whines and whimpers out of you as you desperately tried to hold onto anything that could ground you.

“Fuck Y/N, you feel so good around me.” His ruthless movements didn’t allow you to respond. The only thing you were able to do was groan out his name over and over again like a prayer as you tightened around him. This time your orgasm took you by surprise; your vision blurred as you bit his neck to keep yourself from yelling. The euphoric feel of your climax washed all over you, settling deep inside your bones as you trembled from its intensity.

The sensation of your muscles clenching around his member massaging it was too much for him, and with one last push, he buried himself deep inside, his dick throbbing as he released himself within you.

So caught in the aftershocks of your orgasm, you didn’t notice the shuffling of feet by the door. A rapt knock made you jump in Jungkook’s arms, his softening cock slipping out of your thoroughly fucked core.

Biting back a moan at the feeling of emptiness, you buried your head in his shoulder, the scent of him and sex washing over your senses. The thought of being caught made your pussy clench, and you reached to whisper in his ear, your lips brushing against his earlobe. “Do you think they heard anything?” Fully enjoying the shudder of Jungkook’s body against you, his fingers digging further into your hips, you pursed your lips and blew against the sensitive shell of his ear.

“Y/N.” He warned, his face ducking down, teeth nipping at your jaw. With a sigh, he disentangled himself away from you, and after he made sure he was presentable, he motioned for you to be silent and wait. With the softest kiss against your forehead, he exited, leaving you breathless, wondering what had just transpired and where would this take you.

“Toilets are out of order, unfortunately.” You heard the mumbles from behind the door, and you stifled a laugh at the cliche situation you’ve landed yourself in.

Never thought you’d join in the Mile High Club.

After a few good minutes, when you couldn’t hear anything anymore, you silently opened the door, making sure that the coast was clear. On shaky legs, you walked back to your seat, about to reach out for your bag underneath your seat.

The surprise on your face as you were pushed back into your seat, the gentle caress of fingers across the side of your breasts a complete contrast to the force behind the grip on your shoulder. The plane’s trepidations vibrated throughout your body as you slowly turned around, mouth agape.

“Excuse me, what–“ To your credit, you tried to sound annoyed, but the few centimetres between you and Jungkook’s face made it incredibly hard to concentrate on anything but his shapely lips and the mole situated underneath. A signage post made to draw your attention to them.

“Excuse me, ma'am, we are landing soon. I would like to remind you that you should stay seated and fasten your seatbelt.” The man whose lips were not only drawing you in, but the sight of the glistening pink flesh made you tremble. The image of them nipping at your skin, leaving wet kisses down your body until you were a puddle at his feet. All these thoughts running through your head, your underwear once again already damp with arousal.

You shifted in your seat as much as you could with the limited amount of space left between the two of you, your legs pressing against each other trying to relieve some of the tension between your legs. Knowing what those lips could do to you, you found it hard to concentrate on anything else. The imagery of him between your legs nipping at your thighs was enough for you to want to grab him and kiss him senselessly.

“But I need–“ You congratulated yourself for managing a few coherent words before he interrupted you.

“We are landing soon. Once we are safely on the ground, we can take care of all your needs.” His smirk spoke of a promise, and you felt your mouth reciprocating it. With a subtle wink, he carried on his way, reminding people to stay seated with seatbelts fastened. You watched him silently, a satisfied smile on your face, the way his shirt strained against his back muscles reminding you of your nails having dug in that exact same spot.

“Oh, you will.”

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Favorite jungkook fics you read recently ?

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s: smut, a: angst, f: fluff, v: violence

nsfw

lisp by @minyfic | snake hybrid!jk, childhoodbf2lovers (c, f, s)

only you series by @imagine-straykids or @kookiexcream | badboy!jk, est relationship (s, a, f)

a night to remember by @yoonieper | college nerd!jk, s2l (s, f)

stoic and redemption by @blue-jade ~ (s, infidelity, a, f)

twelve hours, part 2 by @whatifyoulivelikethat | nerd!jk, highschool friends to lovers (a, f, s)

bliss by @taegularities | pwp, dilf!jk, husband!jk (s, f)

red by @taestefully-in-luv | exes2lovers (a, f, s)

somewhere only we know series by @qersona (completed) | panther hybrid!jk, childhood friends to lovers (s, a, f)

unlike you by @venusguks | bestfriends2lovers (f, s)

solace in the soul by @venusguks | highschool, friends2lovers ft taehyung (f, a, s)

glitter and disquiet, part 2 by @joheunsaram | ceo!jk, s2l (a, f, s)

new beginnings, new cravings by @breakiebunny husband!jk, dilf!jk (s, f, c)

the maid of honor misadventures by @jjkthclub rich!jk, s2l (f, s)

the art of doubting by @venusiangguk dilf!jk, fwb (s, a, f)

butterfly kisses by @borathae bf!jk, new relationship (f, s, a)

an abundance of luck and sprinkle of fate series by borathe (ongoing) rich!jk, jk is a mess, s2l (a, s, f)

anti-romantic by @gashinabts bf!jk, est relationship (s, f, a)

paradise series by @sunshinerainbowsbts (ongoing) stripper!jk, neighbors (f, c, eventual s)

if i can never give you peace series by @candlewaxandp0lar0ids (ongoing) | bunny hybrid!jk, mafia (v, a)

concentric series by @gingerpeachtae (completed) | knight/soldier!jk ft prince!jimin, fantasy, magic, e2l (f, c, a, v, s)

wicked series by @adonis-koo (ongoing) | prince!jk, e2l (a, v)

under the oak tree series by @mingoyeob (ongoing) | knight!jk, arranged marriage (a, s, f)

wanderlust with you series by hantaev (ongoing) | husband!jk, dilf!jk (s, c, f)

sfw

an ode to a broken heart series by @smoochkooks (ongoing) | unrequited love, bestfriends (a)

let me drive by @wtf-yoongi | bf!jk (f)

the bully’s tutor series by @theunknowncryptid (ongoing) | harry potter, highschool, bully!jk, e2l (c, a, f)

(road)tripping for you by @latetaektalk | ex-one night stand!jk, mutual pining (f, c, a)

aim for the heart series by @writemywaytoyourheart (onging) | hitman!jk, s2l, mafia (v, a, f)

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the wishlist (m) - teaser

> genre : smut, fluff, angst

> pairing : jeon jungkook x reader (f)

> total words : 35k (🤡) 

> content/warnings : back at it again w/ the bff2l; one sided love, lot of pining; sextoys talk and use; explicit language; explicit description of sex; phonesex; masturbation (f); exhibitionism; ambiguous infidelity

1 - “Why am I on your Christmas list?” 03/28

2 - “Since when do we buy each other sextoys?” 04/04

3 - “You used it.” 04/11

4 - “What does it mean if a guy talks about your nipples?” 04/18

5 - “She broke up with me.” 04/18

6 - “Was it worth it?” 05/02

A/N: this has been on my wip for so long. was supposed to be a very short, cracky shot but it turned into this too long drabble series because i’m a clown. i really hope you’ll enjoy, if you take the time to read it, i love you. xo

tag list : comment here to be part of it, thank you 🙏

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to know you is to love you (m) | j.jk. | teaser

↳ COMING: 15th SEPTEMBER, ’21 ↲

🎧 cheri cheri lady by modern talking higher by clean bandit ft. iann dior

pairing: jungkook x reader

rating: m (18+)

genre: humor | smut | slight angst | vampire!reader | changeling-fae!jungkook |  fantasy!au | strangers to enemies to lovers!au

summary: If going on a bloodthirst-fueled rampage and ravaging almost half the city when you are a whole adult vampire of three-plus centuries was somewhat embarrassing, being on the run from the Supernatural Interpol is making you want to walk into a field of garlic and asphyxiate to death out of mortification. So it should be quite understood why this sudden meeting with a creature you’ve only heard myths about, in a dingy freaking hiding place, is shaping up to be the most humiliating moment of your life. 

It doesn’t help that he’s handsome as hell. Or that every other sentence out of his mouth is a freaking line. Or that he has decided to accompany you on your absconding adventures. Or… that you’re actually kinda okay with it? 

Yeah, you’re massively screwed.

warnings: swearing + mentions of blood, gore, violence + near death experience + explicit sexual situations (oral (f), unprotected penetrative sex, hair-pulling, slight blood play, softdom!jk, softdom!reader, slight choking) + sex under the influence of aphrodisiac + more to be added~

word count: ~20k (700 for the teaser)

note: for the namkook moonrise masquerade - a gorgeous namkook birthday event hosted by none other than our resident talented writer and creator @jamaisjoons​. 💗 make sure to check out the rest of the fics’ summaries in the masterlist!

i had this outlined for more than twenty days before i started writing, and it gave me sO MUCH anxiety, wondering if i’d be able to finish it up. bUT. we boutta be done in a week now!!! hopefully~

also! tried a new style of covers with this one! thanks to @bangtanhome​ and @yoonia​ for their inputs! 🥺💗

— masterlist

— feedback is always appreciated!

“Come on.”

Jungkook extends a hand towards you, eyebrows raised in expectation. 

You blink. 

You’re literally a runaway criminal – why the heck is being so fucking chivalrous towards you?

What is it with this guy? You really cannot figure him out.

You stand up on your own, ignoring his hand. “I can walk by myself,” you grumble, almost shouldering past him on your way out of the van.

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tyrant love | jjk smau series | mlist

summary: vowed to focus solely on your coffee shop following the break-up with your boyfriend of 8 years, what direction will you take when your music producing best friend signs on a new talent who takes an interest in you? 

pairing: jeon jungkook x named!reader | ami kim

genre: fluff, attempted humor, angst

warnings: they will be specified in each part

status: ongoing; uploads Wednesdays and Saturdays (some wks I may upload 3 x’s)

key: ✏ written part included 📃 written part only

If you would like to be tagged, just send an ask or comment on this post!

intros before the break-up

phase one. 00. prologue 01. 9 months later… 02. q&a  ✏ 03. breaking news 04. deleted 05. @jjk  06. you  ✏ 07. strawberry farm 08. unknown number 09. smiley face

phase two. 10. selfie 11. friend-cation 12. decalcomania  ✏ 13. gcf 14. ring bearer 15. mission 16. engagement 17. aftermath 📃 18. back to reality 19. lullaby 20. are we fighting? 21. lunch with the kims 📃 22. lifeline 23. boyfriend 📃 24. i’m not fine

phase three. 25. the “L” word?

more to come…

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facetime love | jjk

pairing: idol!jungkook x gf!reader

rating: 18 +

genre + warnings: established relationship, fluff, smut | video call sex au, facetime sex, stripping (strip tease) dancing, reader is a professional dancer, masturbation, dirty talk, breast/nipple play, mentions of marking

word count: 2k

summary: thanks to a stupid storm in your area, your flight back to south korea got cancelled which meant you would miss your boyfriend’s birthday

—note: a little something i wrote in honor of the birthday boy

—🎧: paradise by h.e.r.

You were irate! This was supposed to be your first time celebrating your boyfriend’s birthday together.

You groaned in anger, throwing the remote against the light gray sofa of your hotel room after listening to the weather forecast. After getting a notification from the airline about your cancelled flight back to South Korea, you hoped the storm would change direction.

You weren’t that lucky though.

You missed him so much and you wanted this to be the perfect birthday for him. You had everything planned with Seokjin’s help. You had booked a little cabin in Gangwon-do to spend alone time with him. You wanted to surprise him by taking him to the hot springs there and to visit the beautiful temples. You had even planned to take him skydiving for the very first time! He’s been wanting to do that for so long.

Your friend Ara texted you last night to let you know your new Lindie lingerie from Agent Provocateur was delivered and you were so excited because it was one of his favorite colors on you and it left nothing to the imagination.

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Love to Hate (Ch. 1)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Creative Contributor:@baebae-goodnight​ I mean, look at this moodboard. LOOK AT IT.

Genre: Fuck Buddies / Enemies to Lovers

Pairing: Jungkook / Reader

Synopsis: Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you’ve done your best to rid yourself of the taste since you were old enough to walk. Occasionally though, your mother manages to rope you into an obligatory function – or a blind date with playboy billionaire, Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook stands for everything you loathe about the world you left behind, but you can’t deny the spark of attraction between you. Intrigued by the promise of mutual satisfaction, you agree to one night in bed… and quickly realize you’re in far, far deeper than you ever intended.

Rating: 18+

Warnings: semi-public nudity, slight voyeurism, dirty talk (mention of a threesome, mention of restraints), nipple play, fingering, spanking, oral (male), face-fucking, multiple orgasms, slight possessiveness, jungkook calls y/n sweetheart and princess; seokjin is not in the fic (yet), I’m sorry about that

Word Count: 13,103

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BTS: All About Jungkook Fic Recs

Enemies to Lovers

Matchmaker - @bonvoyagenoona​

Cream and Sugar - @gukslut​

Monster - @btssmutgalore​

Ember Burning - @kpopfanfictrash​

The Art of War More - @kpopfanfictrash​

Liquid Courage - @xpeachesncream​

Ego Killer - @zibermuda​

All Over You - @zibermuda​

From Home - @gyukult​

Once Upon a Bracelet - @ladyartemesia​

Mafia

Blackjack - @kpopfanfictrash​

Strangers to Lovers

Rattled - @gukslut​

The Speedo - @gukslut​

Standing Ovations and Other Nonsense - @vyduan​

The Monogamy Monologues - @kpopfanfictrash​

Bands - @xpeachesncream​

Friday Nights and Take-Out Series - @ahundredtimesover​

Ode to the Nature of Romance - @yeoldontknow​

Frost Impressions - @fortunexkookie​ (CoWorkers to Lovers)

Ghosted - @fortunexkookie​ (Idiots to Lovers)

When You Least Expect It - @johobi​

Bitchin’ - @kinktae​

Birds - @missbickerbocker​

Netflix and Chill - @1kook​

Little Surfer Girl - @ppersonna​

Heart of the Storm - @ladyartemesia​

Room for Dessert - @avveh​

Arranged Marriage

Five Dates - @kpopfanfictrash​

Please Love Me - @ahundredtimesover​

[Best]Friends to Lovers/Friends with Benefits

Ruin the Friendship - @kpopfanfictrash​

Idol Hands - @bonvoyagenoona​

Mind in the Gutter - @kpopfanfictrash​

Ego - @suga-kookiemonster​

Lowkey - @xpeachesncream​ (fake dating)

Big Red - @xpeachesncream​

Late Fee - @1kook​

Puzzle Series - @kimvvantae​

After Midnight - @gyukult​

Swipe Right - @ppersonna​

Effortlessly - @gyukult​

Hot Boy Bummer - @jungkxook​

Can’t Be Without You - @ahundredtimesover​

Bad Boy Good Thing - @yoonpobs​

Hands-On Learning - @ladyartemesia​

Brother’s Best Friend

Clandestine - @junghelioseok​

Waking Up in Vegas - @ppersonna​

Milestone - @1kook​

Skirt Chasers - @1kook​

Hold Me Close - @ahundredtimesover​

Roommates to Lovers

It Takes Two - @junghelioseok​

Blizzard - @curly-bangtan​

Established Relationship/Exes to Lovers

The Cul-de-Sac Cons - @bonvoyagenoona​

Baecation - @1kook​

This is How We Break - @ahundredtimesover​

Inevitable - @ahundredtimesover​

Empty Space - @ahundredtimesover​

#recs list

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jjk; one-shot recs pt.1

link to full recs masterlist

➾ Below Thunder Showers ft. Yoongi by @inktae ♢ sci-fi au, angst, slight fluff [29.8k]

➾ Magic In Your Fingertips by @guksheart ♢ fluff, slight angst, hogwarts!au, rivals to lovers [9k]

➾ I’ll Drive You to the Hospital by @gggbtswillbethedeathomeggg ♢ siblings AU, twins AU, angst, self-harm [10.5k]

➾ You’re the 1 (4 Me) by @luxvitae ♢ fluff, college au, quarterback!jungkook [8.5k]

➾ The Wedding Planners by @gukyi ♢ enemies to lovers!au, wedding!au, light angst, fluff, light smut [28k]

➾ Fire and Ice by @army-author ♢ enemies to lovers!au, fantasy!au, superpowers!au, fluff [6.9k]

➾ Keyed by @taemyg ♢ fluff, neighbor!au [3.8k]

➾ What are best friends for by @lovelyyyoongi ♢ high school!au, best friend!au, f2l, fluff, angst [10.2k]

➾ Black and White Christmas by @army-author ♢ office!au, fluff [4.5k]

➾ Love Can’t be Bought (Probably) by @army-author ♢ fluff, drama club!au [3.3k]

➾ Felix Felicis by @bangtan-insfired ♢ fluff, harry potter au, Ravenclaw!jungkook [4.6k]

➾ Hate to Love You by @iamjungkooked ♢ angst, romance, enemies to lovers [17.1k]

➾ Crush On You by @high-on-food ♢ fluff, light angst, friends to lovers [9.4k]

➾ Needlessly Large Rod by @bangtanbombimagines ♢ humor, fluff [0.9k]

➾ High School Student!Jungkook by @jeonesque  ♢ highschool!au, fuckboy!au, fluff, angst, friends to lovers 

➾ Gravity by @donewithjeon ♢ fluff, angst, childhood friends [29.2k]

➾ Black Rose by @guksthighs  ♢ fluff, tattoo artist au [1.7k]

➾ Set On You by @bymoonchild ♢ fluff, smut, volleyball!AU, college!AU, setter!Jungkook x manager!reader [18.1k]

➾ Cotton Candy by @velocitae ♢ fluff, slight angst, slight smut, werewolf!jungkook x witch!reader [9.7k]

➾ Pen Pals by @gukyi ♢ fluff, light angst, smut, childhood friends [11k]

➾ Lonely Hearts Club by @joonbird ♢ tattoo artist au, heavy angst, smut, dystopian/sci-fi AU [18k]

➾ Team by @imagniation ♢ angst, fluff | student!jungkook, best friends to lovers [5k]

➾ The Philosophy of Good Luck by @kidguk  ♢ tattooartist!jungkook, fluff, smut, roommate!au [7k]

➾ Dance to this by @remembeo ♢ childhood friends!au, fluff, smut [7.6k]

➾ Light in the Dark by @remembeo  ♢ werewolf apocalypse!au, werewolf!jungkook, mate!reader 

➾ Airhead by @remembeo  ♢ percy jackson!au, fluff [2.8k]

➾ Earthshaker by @remembeo  ♢ greek god!au, poseidon!jungkook, fluff [1.9k]

➾ Something in the water by @vankoya ♢ friends to lovers, camping!au, smut, fluff [25.8k]

➾ Guys like him (pt.1) | Girls like you (pt.2) by @hayjeon ♢ badboy!jungkook, jock!kook, angst, slight smut, fluff 

➾ Bubble and squeak by @bangtaninink ♢ college!au, boba barista! reader 

➾ Just Skin by @bangtaninink ♢ tattoo parlor au, piercer!reader, tattooartist!jungkook, fluff, humor 

➾ Arachne Boy by @kinktae ♢ spider-man!jungkook, best friend!reader, slight angst, fluff, marvel au, humor, crack [11k]

➾ Greek God: Ares by @littlemisskookie ♢ GreekGod!au, General!Jungkook, Spy!Reader, gore, smut, angst, torture [13.8k]

➾ Énouement by @littlemisskookie ♢ mulan!au, Captain!Jungkook, Soldier!reader, angst, smut, gore [19.5k]

➾ Still My Baby by @aureumjeon ♢ tattooartist!jungkook,  Relationship!Au, TattooArtist!Au, Smut, Fluff, Slight Angst [13.5k]

➾ Banter | Bicker (Sequel to Banter) by @littlemisskookie ♢ superhero!Jungkook, Supervillain!Reader,  Roommates!AU, Super!AU, smut, fluff, slight angst, crack, humor 

➾ Of Canines and (Sharp) Canines |  Moonlight In Your Hands by @bangtaninink ♢ werewolf!jungkook, vampire!reader, fluff 

➾ Long lost by @gukyi ♢ childhood friends!au, celebrity!au [15k]

➾ Blue Orchids by @inktae ♢ hanahaki & soulmate au, angst and a sprinkle of fluff [18.7k]

➾ Written in the Sky by @inktae ♢ angst and fluff (but mostly angst), end of the world au [22.2k}

➾ Our Little Secret by @glassbangtan  ♢ angst, brother’s best friend au [11k]

➾ Not Quite Strangers by @seokwaves ♢ neighbors!au, strangers!au, college!au, fluff & fluff and a little angst [19.5k]

➾ Drunken Proof by @hugseoks ♢ Fluff, College!AU, Retired Fuckboy!Jeongguk (?) [1.6k]

➾ Bad at Love by @daegudaddyy ♢ fluff, angst [6.1k]

➾ Long way home by @guktwt ♢ angst, college!au [9.5k]

➾ By Its Cover by @gimmesumsuga ♢ fluff, smut, coworkers (?), delivery boy!jk [21k]

➾ College Bad-boy!jk by @tteokgukki ♢ fluff, angst, college!au, badboy!jk 

➾ Fierce and Delicate by @mintseesaw ♢ angst (and a bit of fluff), husband!au [10k]

➾ But I Still Want You  by @fatrainbowmermaidunicorn ♢ Love Rosie au, angst, more angst, light smut, fluff [12.6k]

➾ In Between Blurred Lines by @seokwaves  ♢ best friend!jk, fluff, college au, angst [20k]

➾ Rigor Mortis by @readyplayerhobi ♢ cop!jk, zombie!au, smut, angst, horror, fluff [28.5k]

➾ Waste It On Me by @byeoltoyuki  ♢ gang au, journalist!reader, angst, fluff  [21k]

➾ Yoga Instructor! jk by @jungshookz ♢ yoga instructor kook, fluff, humour [4k] 

➾ Pacific Blue by @sincerelyourfangirl  ♢ royal!au, prince jk, smut, fluff [11.6k]

➾ When Feelings Bloom by @seokwaves ♢ fluff, semi-smut, boyfriend!jk [9.5k]

➾ Watchdog by @kpopisthereasonihavenolife ♢ mafia AU, violence, angst [17k]

➾ Redemption by @jaeminlore ♢ pregnancy, heavy angst, fluff [8.9k]

➾ Sunday Morning by @7cypher ♢ fluff, college au [6.8k]

➾ My Beauty, My Blood by @7cypher ♢ Fluff, Angst, Mafia AU, Single Parent AU [20k]

➾ Pull Me Down by @starryeyedgukk  ♢ badboy!au, gang!au, college!au, angst!!, fluff [22.9k]

➾ do you want me (dead?) by @gukyi ♢ hogwarts au, fluff! just fluff  [11k]

➾ the jeon twins by @krreader ♢ non idol!au,college!au, twins!au

➾ The Lucky Ones by @today-we-will-survive ♢ University!AU, Soulmate!AU, Romance, Angst, Fluff [19k]

➾ Jungkook is typing… by @glassbangtan ♢ mild smut, angst, fluff [21.1k]

➾ New Romantics by @cupofteaguk ♢ //  hogwarts!au, fluff, angst, quidditch player!jk [24k]

➾ gymrat!jungkook by @jungshookz ♢ gym au, fluff, light smut 

➾ lifeguard!jungkook by @jungshookz ♢ lifeguard au, fluff, light smut, light angst [12.6k]

➾ waking up in vegas by @ppersonna ♢ fluff, smut, pwp [3.1k]

➾ SPF 50 by @gimmeyoon ♢ lifeguard au, fluff, smut [10.6k]

➾ Serendipity by @sopewriters​ ♢ fluff, soulmate!au [2.6k]

➾ of honey and cinnamon by @rubycoast​ ♢ fluff, one shot, slice of life au, enemies to lovers, musician!jungkook [14k]

➾ chewie & choco boy by @rookiegukie​ ♢ best friends to lovers, fluff, college au, light angst, soccer captain jungkook [12.6k]

#recs list

[gushabtkoo]

bibi i'm done reading the fanfics i marked can you rec me some? thank you 🥺 ✨

Hello, sweetheart! Here's a short list of the fics I'm currently going through. I also recommend you checking the #fic recs tag to see older readings I had. Have a good day ! (*)

— CURRENTLY READING ( reader insert works )

✧ ITS’ DEFINITELY YOU by @swcetnight : strangers to lovers. fluff angst and future smut. Ongoing series.

✧ WANDERLUST WITH YOU by @hantaev : pwp, dilf! au. stablished relationship. Ongoing series.

✧ AFTER RAIN by @rmverse : fluff, angst, smut. patient! namjoon and reader.

✧ GRAFFITI AND CHALK by @hobipaint : angst and fluff. police officer and vandal au!

✧  TAHANAN by @taemaknae : fluff angst, roomates au! drabble series completed.

✧ DAGGER TO THE HEART by @imyourhobiii : angst, smut, friends to lovers. ongoing series.

✧ YOURS TRULY by @opaljm : angst, fluff, arranged marriage, future smut. ongoing series.

(*) : I’m sorry if the list isn’t long. I usually take my time reading everything, plus I’m super busy so I can’t really go over everything but I recomend you give these authors and any other your time and love. Usually, I’d give you the pairings too but honestly I think you should go into these with a blind eye despite the bts member and just dig them completely, they are super well written and catch your attention right away so I’m sure you will end up enjoying them. 

In case you still want to wait until they are finished or go over full reviews with my thoughts (which I doubt but just in case) I already scheduled my reblogs over particular chapters or the finals of some of these, but they aren’t free from spoilers so that’s a warning I guess. Still, I hope this helps and have fun reading!

#recs list