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Dumbo | Jungkook (M)

→ summary: you know what they say about boys with big noses…

{or alternatively: jungkook has a big dick but he doesn’t know how to use it, but luckily you’re there to help.}

→ genre: humor/crack, smut → warnings: they talk about dicks a lot (i.e. jungkook has a big dick), DICK MEASURING CONTESTS (aka jk gets his dick appraised… just boys bein’ boys), explicit sexual content, semi-public exhibitionism, handjobs, blowjobs, sub!jungkook, whining, light dirty talk, mild pain play, mutual masturbation, jungkook has piercings, accidental edging (you’ll… understand), oc doesn’t have a gag reflex lol → words: 17.2K → a/n: @jincherie… you are my enabler and i will die on this hill only if you die on it with me. but of course i know you will die with me. because we only have one braincell and if either of us die, we both do. thank you for commissioning me to write this btw… even though i was already writing this so you just basically sent me money for free. ANYWAY… WORLD IS FUCK BUT I LOVE RHA!! ALSO JUNGKOOK HAS A BIG DICK!! EPIC!!

The club lights make it difficult for Jungkook to see anything. He doesn’t understand why club owners can’t just jack up the lighting for once; it isn’t like you’re going to be able to find a hook-up through echolocation or something. Though, judging by the way people seem to be groping their way through the masses, perhaps there really is no need for illumination anyway.

Jungkook normally hates this kind of scene. Drinking is all good and fun, especially when he’s with his hyungs, but going to overly crowded places makes his skin crawl with anxiety. It takes almost three shots during pre-game for him to get anywhere near this kind of place and it’s all thanks to Seokjin. That hyung thrives in these kinds of environments, like a clipped butterfly relearning how to fly.

“I’m gonna get shit fucked wasted!” Seokjin hollers, his arm looped carelessly around the only other person who hates being here as much as Jungkook does. He watches passively as Yoongi tries to bite a chunk off of Seokjin’s hand, but despite his inebriation, their eldest hyung is able to dodge it quickly.

“Not before I kill you, then everyone else in this place, and then myself, first.” Yoongi growls, nudging Seokjin off his smaller frame. If the world hadn’t been swaying underneath Jungkook’s feet, he might have offered to help his small hyung do the deed. If there’s anyone who hates nightclubs more than Jungkook, it’s Yoongi. Jungkook is frightened to know how Seokjin managed to convince Yoongi in the first place, and he’d prefer not to find out what sort of terrible blackmail the elder must have under his sleeve to accomplish such an arduous feat.

Just as Yoongi is about to connect his steel-toed boot up Seokjin’s freshly bleached asshole, Jimin returns from the bar with three glasses held precariously in each of his fists. Jungkook wonders yet again how this is possible due to the sheer tininess of Jimin’s hands, but then again… What can’t Jimin do when it comes to alcohol?

“I’m back! Here you go, Jungkookie,” Jimin says, seamlessly handing Jungkook a glass of what he hopes is just a regular beer like he asked. Knowing Jimin, he probably ordered the strongest shit they have. He peers at it suspiciously, but it only takes half a sip for Jungkook to confirm his guess. He grimaces, nearly coughing out a lung at the strength of the poison running down his throat.

“That tasted like fucking metal polish! What the fuck, Jimin?”

“I know! It’s great isn’t it?” Jimin smiles angelically, handing Yoongi one of the drinks. Yoongi looks at the swirling piss-yellow liquid as if it holds the secrets to the universe. It appears as if he’s decided something when his eyes light up.

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Sugarplum Elegy (M)

Pairing | Jungkook x Reader Genre | Fluff, smut, angst / College!AU, FWB!AU, Soundcloud singer!AU, Idiots to Lovers!AU Warnings | Explicit language, hopeless and helpless pining, constipated feelings, lots of smut, rimming, cum-eating, spitting, blowjob, fingering, classroom sex, Jungkook is emotionally constipated but wbk Summary | You know no bounds nor depth with Jungkook. While your fuck buddy loves sleeping in your bed and doing laundry for you with his favourite fabric softener, you are in love with a mysterious honeyed, velvety voice on Soundcloud. All’s fine, until you find out that the voice that metaphors your heart to a sweet sugarplum melody actually belongs to the boy who has been taking up a special spot in your bed and in your heart, strumming at your heartstrings all this while.

Or, Jungkook has one braincell, but it’s heart-shaped.

Word count | 17.9k

There’s no greater testament to love than love itself – the sheer vulnerability of being bound to someone emotionally and physically, and the aching process that bleeds into infinity. To love in every sense of the word is to offer your entire heart and place it on someone’s bare hands, despite knowing that they might crush it in front of your very eyes.

Maybe love is like a dandelion, pretty during the summer mornings, but upon a huge gust of wind, its petals will be blown away, leaving its heart barren, abandoned. Given your past relationships, forming a fresh new ache and vulnerability for yet another person frightens the fuck out of you.

So when you wake up to a Jeon Jungkook beside you, lulled by the quiet sound of his breathing, your heart fizzles in your chest. It’s a no-strings-attached agreement that you two have decided on at the beginning of the year, but it’s still a feeling you can’t quite get accustomed to, especially when the first thing you see in the morning is his peaceful sleeping face, unless he’s spooning you, in which his warm breath will tickle the back of your nape. It’s weird because it feels nice, feels so right.

It’s been six months since you two started the whole fuckbuddy agreement, yet you still can’t get used to how warm Jungkook is, always so warm, as if the sun has chiselled its way into every single pore of your body, softening and melting your sharp edges. While his body still sends zaps down your spine, your mind registers that you’ve grown to adore the heat of his body when your cold feet always find themselves tangled together with his under the sheets.

He’s not much of a morning person, but sometimes, you’d wake up to him staring at you, caressing every detail of your face with his eyes, sunlight glittering golden in them, and smiling like a fool (an adorable one at that) at your groggy and sleepy self, as though your crusty morning face turns him on because it often leads to the continuation of the previous night’s copulation before scrambling to class.

You know no bounds nor depth with Jeon Jungkook. If anything, you’ve concluded that you’ve never met a person quite like him before, like the cosmos has moved for this concurrence to be possible.

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caught me. | jjk (m)

(edit done by my love, @httpjeon)

↣ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | jungkook x reader

↣ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 13.5k

↣ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 | roommate au. slight e2l au. smut. porn with very little plot.

↣ 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱 | explicit language and sexual content. mentions of vaping. mutual masturbation, sex toy usage, oral sex (f + m receiving), gagging, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, some wall fucking, riding, unprotected sex (you know the drill, wrap it up), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, jungkook has tattoos, long wavy hair and a giant schlong.

↣ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | you hate your temporary roommate, jungkook and it doesn’t help that he’s been catching you at the most inconvenient of times.

“Seokjin, how could you do this to me?” You whine from the kitchen island, reflexively stabbing at the bowl of cereal in front of you. You can’t believe your roommate is just now telling you, a day before he leaves for vacation, that his “friend” will be temporarily moving in while he’s away. Of course, Seokjin pays no mind to your tantrum. Instead, he continues packing the last of his luggage in the living space, across the room. Simply rolling his eyes and heaving a sigh in response, he’s far more acquainted with your antics than he’d like to be. He could almost call you the younger sibling he most certainly never wanted, a nuisance wrapped in feigned misery. The arrangement between the two of you seemed nothing more than the result of a last-ditch Craigslist roommate search.

He should have known the consequences, he supposes.

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whiplash

summary: you and mark hate each other, but that line between hate and love is really so very thin

words: 4,394

tags: knifeplay, blood play, dry humping, penetration

When SM decides that there should be a female subunit of NCT, you’re one of the members. At first the guys hate the idea of there being female members, but it doesn’t even really matter because your subunit operates almost independently from the rest of NCT. Until one day your manager tells you that NCT U is having a comeback and they want you to be in it.

You’ve met the guys before of course, but you’ve never really practiced with them or even had like a full conversation with any of them. Until now.

The unit is made up of you, Mark, Yuta, Doyoung, Renjun, and Hendery, and one other girl from the female subunit. And instantly, you and Mark don’t get along. Maybe it’s due to a bad first impression or something, but you just grate on each other’s nerves, but it seems that Mark really can’t stand you at all.

Before you met him, before you were in the group, you knew who Mark Lee was. You’d seen videos and stuff of him and he always seemed so nice and sweet and friendly. But now you definitely see that he’s not like that at all. You can’t believe that you were lowkey biasing him before you were actually in the group. Like he’s still very visually attractive but everything else about him…

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Piss Off Your Parents

Piss Off Your Parents Ship: BadBoy!Jungkook | RichGirl!Reader Description: Roommates!AU | BadBoy!AU | FakeDating!AU | In an effort to piss off your parents you move in with their worst nightmare- a boy with tattoos, a rock band, and an irresistible charm. Warnings: Dom!JK, Daddy Kink, D/S Themes, Spanking, Pussy Spanking, Intercourse, Rough Sex, Dirty Talk, Creampie, Fingering, Oral, Multiple Orgasms, Squirting, Size Kink, Hair Pulling, Praise Kink, Lots of Pet Names, Angst, Fluff, Drug Use (it’s just weed) Word Count: 16,411 A/N: Based on the song 18 by Anarbor! This ends my hiatus! I’ve been writing this for literal months so I hope you guys like it. Happy Early 3rd Year Anniversary!

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Since Day One

⇢ pairing: jungkook x reader ⇢ genre: smut, fluff ⇢ word count: 19k omfg rayan chILL ⇢ theme: werewolf! jungkook + boxer! jungkook + tattoo artist! jungkook (the holy trinity) + f2l au ⇢ warnings: brief scenes of violence, jungkook with shit tons of tattoos, jungkook being extremely soft, smut, lots n lots of it, breeding kink, impregnation kink, spanking, creampie, just overall vvv intense sex okay ⇢ summary: You’ve been friends for years, and when Jungkook decides to take on boxing gigs to earn some extra cash, you’re apprehensive about it but decide to support him nonetheless. It was your role as his designated best friend. But one night, during the first fight that you decide to attend as his supporter, everything completely changes. [ official photo credit goes to @/mindales on twitter. ]

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;mastur-bait (m.)

pairing: jungkook x reader (f) ft. taehyung

genre: smut, fluff, humour, pwp, dom!jungkook, voyeurism in its ultimate form

warnings: bad boy!jk- oh how do I put this he’s a tattooed punk? who’s a dom? next, explicit language, dirty talk, masturbation, rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, exhibitionism, voyeurism, cum play, cum eating, oral- male receiving, pussy slapping, ass play, spanking, daddy kink, filthy stuff sis

a/n; this strongly portrays voyeurism. jk and the reader are far from shy, displaying their bodies without the worry of others taking notice. for real, jk like comes all over the window and shit. this is a fair warning; don’t read if you’re not into that.

word count: 11.2k

synopsis; you drunkenly touch yourself in front of your neighbour, hoping he’ll take notice. you can’t help but do a double take when he actually does.

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Game Over || jjk

⇢ pairing: jungkook x reader ⇢ genre: smut, fluff ⇢ word count: 5k ⇢ theme: domestic couple au, tattooed+pierced!jk, gamer!jk, bf!jk the whole shabang ⇢ warnings: rough sex, choking, slight degradation, a pinch of size kink, there’s like one spank thrown in there ⇢ summary: You try your hand at a certain TikTok trend using your boyfriend.

@gukkism this is still your fault it’s literally 5:45am and @strawbxxymilk i hope you cry while reading this (in a good way tho) p.s. this is unedited bc it’s 5:45am okayspareme

You honestly never were too into TikTok. It wasn’t like you hated it, no; you spent too many nights watching TikTok compilations on YouTube to say that you didn’t. You never bothered to download the application though, you would rather just stick to looking up the funny compilations for now and stay away from some of the cringe worthy content that could potentially be thrown in your face.

However, everything that happened on there would get so viral to the point that it reached everywhere and you would keep getting recommended these short videos through Instagram and at some points it started annoying you. You didn’t understand these trends, how or why they started, why people enjoyed making them or why others enjoyed watching them, but to each their own you guessed, and you left it at that for a long time. Until one particular trend had caught your attention.

It wasn’t a dance thing, you were too clumsy and uncoordinated to manage to do that no matter how simple they seemed. It wasn’t a lip-syncing thing because you never understood the hype about that. It wasn’t lip-syncing to acting scenes either because your mother would surely shake her head in disappointment at you if she ever found out you were lip-syncing to a movie scene. No. it was something far simpler and more fun and required a skill that you had on lock-down with months of practice.

Said skill: getting naked for your boyfriend.

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new things: sweet candy (m)

pairing: lee taeyong + reader genre: smut (content warning: dom/sub undertones, slapping, overstimulation, female domination) | word count: 3k summary: Of all the things that you would think could come out of his mouth, this wouldn’t be one of them. “You want me to hurt you?”

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lessons | changkyun/i.m (monsta x)

changkyun x reader

genre: smut, slight crack (i had to put this because i just make dialogue between characters weird)

word count: 1.8k

summary: your best friend changkyun doesn’t mind letting you learn some tips from him, and you take him up on the offer.

warnings: oral (male receiving), mature language

part two

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new things: blow my mind (m)

pairing: seo johnny + reader genre: smut (content warning: anal) word count: 2,4k summary: You open the box slowly but excitedly, getting rid of the wrapping paper to be met with the last thing you would ever have guessed, a shiny butt plug. It’s like the ones you see on the internet, with the bedazzled tip and all you can let out is a small ‘oh’.

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white knuckle tight

street racer!johnny x reader

word count: 31k

after spending one night in the makeshift stands of a street race, you find yourself getting more and more involved with a particularly alluring racer.

warnings: smut (oral receiving&giving, rough sex, slight edging, overstimulation, marking… nothing too crazy)

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a/n: thank you so much to my sweet beta readers @nsheetee and @jeongcheolbaby for helping me out with this once again. you two are so wonderful and kind!!

tag list: @iridesuhnce @jewel-s-blog @roses-and-revenge @szchra711 @sunflowerbaebae

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Ethereal // Bang Chan

Pairing: Chan x Reader

Genre: Smut

Requested: No

Words: 2,905

Warnings: Smut, oral (male receiving)

Stray Kids Surprise Live!

찬이의 “방” 🐺 Ep. 25

The notification that buzzed your phone catches your eye and you raise an eyebrow as you click it open. The app loads up to a close-up of Chan who stands directly in front of the camera, his chest and biceps covering the whole screen as he shows off his Stray Kids tank top. Fuck, his biceps. You could see the natural curve of his muscles, and the way they moved as he flexed. The pixelated screen could only do so much justice to the real thing but even so it was enough make your breath hitch. You’d seen it yourself many times, Chan slept shirtless after all, but perhaps you’d never get used to it.

“Pineapple juice, one of my favourite juices!”

Woah, you’re sure he meant that in a completely normal way–just like how your favourite juice is mango–but your mind is quick to wander and fill your head with some other rumours surrounding pineapple juice. You push the thought aside for now and instead continued watching the live as he now went on a whole lecture about the cleansing properties of pineapple juice.

“Pineapple juice, you know what I mean.”

This time, you can’t help the snort as you register his words. Oh you definitely did know what he meant. A small voice at the back of your head wondered whether Chan was feeling sexually frustrated in the studio before he started this live, but if he were he would’ve texted you. Either way, you were sure some STAYs were going to have a field day over this clip. But it doesn’t take long before your suspicion stopped seeming so silly because now the guy was talking about–

“Peaches…” Chan’s overdramatic ass lets out a wistful sigh as he things about peaches, probably craving for the juicy fruit. Then he brings up his hands in a grabbing motion, as if he was holding peaches in them. You being the dirty minded person you were, of course you had long-since linked “peach” with its urban synonym “ass.” Now, his hand grabbing motion left little to imagination as you recalled all the times Chan had you straddled on his lap, the two of you deep in a make-out session and his large hands kneading you ass, pushing your hips to grind into his. A few seconds later and the lick of his lips signs your death warrant as a strong feeling washes over you. Fuck, the power Chan had over you should be illegal.

“I don’t know if you guys realised, but I have a really thick vein here.” Chan points to his temple, bending close to the camera as he tries to showcase how “vascular” he was. You swear this man had a vein kink. Every so often, perhaps as the two of you sat on the couch watching TV or during the sleepy haze of early mornings, you ran you hands up and down his arm tracing his veins. Chan would always find it amusing, looking down at you fondly or softly rubbing his thumb across your arm as you trailed up and down his veins, sometimes pressing down on the protruding vessel.

But soft was the farthest description of how you were feeling. Bang Chan? Looking this good? Talking about pineapple juice, peaches, and now a vein kink? God had left the chatroom a long while ago and now you were left in an uncomfortable situation; you wanted to head over to the studio since Chan was obviously sexually frustrated and now so were you, but he was still in the middle of his vlive. With a deep sigh and an exaggerated groan, you sink further into the couch of Stray Kid’s dorm. Chan was only a few minute walk from here but you had to wait it out; so close yet so far.

You decided to spend the rest of your time waiting it out, getting yourself comfortable on the large leather couch as you watched Chan talk about his DIY Stray Kids tank top, bop along to a few of the new Stray Kids tracks, and give a few anecdotes and inspirational words. God he looked so pretty it was unfair. His hair was swept to fall over his forehead in the most perfect way, his eyebrows powerfully coloured and his eye make-up on point. To top it all off, he’d discuss about the music he made and the Lord knows you always found it hot when he talked technical or passionately.

Twenty minutes later and you were just about at your limit. This had to be classified as torture–for you at least–and as much of a masochist you tended to be in bed, everybody had their limits. You nibble on your bottom lip in thought as a thought crosses your head and you wonder if you should go forward with it. You didn’t know how Chan might react but to hell with it. You swipe away from the vlive, the live video minimising to a pop-up hover video as you navigate over to your messaging app.

If you can wrap it up in the next 10 minutes I’ll be omw to the studio and suck you off.

Your finger hesitates for a millisecond over the send button but in the end, it gets delivered anyway. Your eyes move back to the mini live video hovering over the messaging app and you wait as the text you sent gets delivered. You watch as Chan pauses between sentences for a moment, his attention briefly drawn to something else. Simultaneously, the delivered tick mark turns blue signifying that he had read it and your heart speeds up a bit in anticipation. Soon after, Chan announces the next song to be the last and you can’t help but let a cocky smirk grow on your face.

“I feel like I’m gonna have to go a bit early but um…”

And with that being said, you collected your essentials from Chan’s bedside table, put on a thin outerwear and were out the door off towards the JYP building.

“Uhm…Thank you STAYs, thank you babystays! And I’ll see you guys tomorrow! Bye bye~“

You have your earphones plugged into your phone as you watch Chan bid his farewell on vlive just as you entered the JYP building. The building is lit up just enough for the hallways in front to be visible and you weren’t surprised–it was around midnight and long past regular working hours. When you finally reached Chan’s favourite studio, you first peaked in through the glass pane to find Chan’s side profile as he focused on the large monitor that his laptop was connected to. You tug the thick heavy door open then slip through, the sound letting Chan know of your arrival.

“You couldn’t have been more subtle?” Theres a swing to your hips as you approach Chan with eyebrows raised. You drop your sling bag down onto the closest single leather chair before making your way towards Chan who had swivelled his chair to face you. “STAY are gonna go insane with all the innuendos you made this live.

“Hmmm,” Chan hums as he grabs you who now stands right at the edge of his wheeled-chair. His arms naturally wrap around your waist and rest on your hip as he gazes up at you. “It got you here, didn’t it?” The words are softly spoken and his voice is husky, pulling you closer to him.

“Well, I can’t have your fans thinking you’re some kind of horny sex-deprived man.”

A throaty chuckle escapes from Chan and you see the lust swim in his darkened eyes, “We definitely can’t have that.” In a flash, his one of his hands drops from your waist to your knee. He tugs the back of your knee, bending your leg as he pulls you down to have you straddled on top of him. His other hand climbs up to the side of your neck, guiding your head closer to lock lips with you.

The first touch is gentle, his lips just barely brushing against yours, but it seems to spark a flame in him. His hand cradles your head, his fingers buried in your hair from the side of your neck and his thumb caressing your cheeks as he pushes the two of you closer. The kiss is a lot more heated and continues to grow intense, the flame in the pit of your stomach burning stronger and stronger. Chan sucks on your lip, pulling it into his mouth to toy with it as he nibbles on your lip with his teeth, only to later softly caress it with his tongue.

You return the kiss with just as much passion, settling yourself comfortably on his lap like second nature and running your fingers through his bleached hair. A sharp tug of his hair has Chan groaning into your mouth–he always loved it when you tugged his hair–and you eat it all up, opening your mouth wider. Your tongue reaches out, slipping into Chan’s hot mouth and the two of you get carried away sucking, grazing, dancing. A particularly rough grinding of your hips has Chan pulling away from you, all clammy and panting from the make-out session you just had. This sight in front of you is beautiful and you’d never get used to it.

“You gonna live up to your promise, babygirl?” He groans, leaning forward into your neck which makes the latter half of his sentence muffled. As soon as he’s done speaking, his mouth attaches onto the skin of your neck in a wet, open mouthed kiss–the first of many.

You throw your head back, giving Chan more access to the rest of your neck. “Of course,” your voice is just a whisper, barely able to function considering the trail of hickeys Chan is placing up and down your neck. You let him have his fun for a while, marking you as his with no regard for how hard it would be for you to hide the marks later. Just as you had previously enjoyed the groans from Chan whenever you tugged on his hair, now he was basking in the melodic sounds of your moans bouncing off the soundproof studio walls.

A little while later, you place a hand on Chan’s shoulder and gently push him away, his mouth detaching from your neck with a shlick sound. He stares up at you with a dark gaze, his eyes hooded in a lustful haze and you look down at him, committing the sight in front of you to memory. A notification sound from his laptop behind you snaps him out of it, his eyes drifting behind you to the large monitor. His eyes skim the notification before checking the time.

“Fuck, it’s 2AM already?” One of his arms remains looped around your waist as he runs the other through his hair in frustration. “I need to finish the melody done for this song tonight.”

Before the poor guy in front of you can spiral into a hole of panic and worry, you cup his face and pull his focus back to you. You can see the tension on his forehead, his eyebrows tauntly brought together due to the stress of the situation and you smooth your fingers over them.

“Hey, it’s okay. You’ll get it done, don’t worry about it.” Your hand moves from his eyebrows to delicately brush stray hair’s away from his eyes and you can practically feel him slump as he attempts to internalize your words. You grip his chin, tilting his face up a little more as you gaze down at him. “You just do your work, and I’ll help you de-stress."

You watch as Chan thinks over your words, the expression on his face transitioning from confused to realization to excited in a second. A sly smirk grows on his face and you smile back at him in response, getting off his lap to kneel down between his spread legs all while holding eye-contact with him.

Just the sight of you on your knees has him riled up and he releases a guttural groan while you shuffle back under the desk. Your hands move to the legs of the chair and you pull it towards you, towards the desk so Chan can continue working. But you leave a bit of space too because you want to watch Chan crumble because of your mouth–an otherwise rare opportunity.

The sound of mouse clicks let’s you know that Chan is working again–or at least trying to–and you take that as a sign to get started. You slowly drag your hands up his thighs, taking the time to caress his strong thigh muscles and raking your nail up and down. The feeling sends shives down Chan’s spine and he automatically flexes his thighs, giving you more to admire.

When your hands finally reach the one place Chan had been wishing for you to touch, it’s only soft caresses and brushes. The frustration builds until you hear Chan growl your name from above the table in warning, "Y/N.” And that’s all it takes for you to obey.

Your fingers are quick to unbutton and loosen his pants, having done it countless times before. You dip your hand into his boxers and finally pull his length out. The sight instantly has your mouth watering; it’s the perfect length, having reached unimaginable depths inside you, and his girth gave you just the right amount of stretch. His dick stood painfully upright, the veins decorating it thick and bulging, and you realized that no wonder the guy was sexually frustrated. Chan had an insane sex drive–you should know–and with comeback promotions keeping him busy, the two of you hadn’t had much time together.

Not to keep him waiting any longer, you lean forward and give the tip of his cock a lick, getting a taste of the pre-cum oozing out. “You can do better than that, Kitten.” Chan’s words are half-encouraging and half-snarky but you submit to his demands, slipping his cock slowly into your mouth.

The feeling of your hot mouth swallowing down on his cock has Chan’s eyes rolling back in pleasure, his head thrown back on the back of his chair. The sound of mouse clicking and keys pressing pauses for a moment as Chan relishes in being balls-deep inside your mouth.

“Shit, babygirl,” you can hear the breathiness in his voice and you feel pride in knowing you have such an effect on him. With added motivation, you quicken the pace and now you’re bobbing your head up and down Chan’s cock. His girth stretches your mouth wide open but it makes sucking him easier and so you do just that. You suck, hallowing your walls around the length of his cock and you’re awarded with a delicious growl. “You’re doing good, baby, you take me so well."

One of Chan’s hand slips under the desk, caressing your hair and taking control over the pace at which you bobbed on his length. With one hand controlling you and the other working in the music software in front of him, all you can do is keep your jaw open as this man uses your mouth for his pleasure.

Sometimes he sets a hard and fast pace, pushing your head up and down to ruthlessly fuck into your mouth. Othertimes he lazily pulls and pushes your hair, letting himself completely feel the way your mouth hugs onto his cock. And from time to time, he would push your head down only to keep it there, your nose buried in the destination if his happy trail as he has you deepthroat him. You moan on his cock, swallowing around the head and also gagging but it all only serves to make Chan more turned on than he already is.

After playing around with you and your mouth for what seemed like forever, he finally let’s go of the vice grips he had on your hair. His hand goes back up to his computer as he pressed keys here and there, playing around with the melody.

"Finish me off, babygirl."

You don’t dare to disobey his orders, placing your hand on his thigh as you guided his cock back into your warm cavern. You set a fast pace, slathering your saliva up and down his whole cock, sucking the head, sucking his whole cock into your mouth, humming as you deepthroated him. With the way you worshipped his cock in the final moments, it didn’t take long for Chan to finally cum.

You had licked up his veins, sucked the head of his dick, and finally bobbing back down to take his whole cock into your mouth when he exploded. As expected from a high sex-drive man, his cock squirted ropes and ropes of thick white cum into your mouth–and briefly you wanted it to be inside you, breeding you. You swallowed most of it but also let a few drops slide out of your mouth, hanging out the side of your mouth.

Chan looks down to see the sight, you with some of his cum dripping down your chin after having just worshipped his cock. Your hair a whole mess from when he had grabbed onto it and used it to fuck into your mouth. He thought you’d never looked more beautiful, more ethereal.

#stray kids #m: chan #g: smut

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good bunny

original prompt: i wanna dom jungkook with taehyung and have him call me mommy and tell me how he’s a good bunny and that he deserves to cum. i wanna listen to him beg me to tell tae to let him cum. “i’m a good bunny mommy. please tell daddy to let me cum. i’m such a good bunny. please, i’m so close” fuck me up

genre: smut

group: bts

warning(s): dom!taehyung, dom!reader, sub!jungkook, vibrators, anal play, mommy x daddy kink, tiny bit of mxm action, kinda long, badly written (on mobile so you know what that means! sksks)

jungkook’s breath hitched when you pressed the vibrator to the tip of his flushed length. the sound he let out was between a gasp, a whimper, and a moan.

you looked up at him from between his legs, “is this okay?” you questioned. he nodded his head quickly. but taehyung didn’t like the fact that he didn’t use his words. he snaked his hands around his body and gave his nipples a firm squeeze.

“yes! yes yes yes it’s okay.” jungkook rambled. taehyung patted his head.

“that’s a good bunny,” he praised. jungkook just mewled and chased after his hand. taehyung was sat up against the headboard and jungkook was laid between his legs.

“you were very well behaved today. weren’t you?” you questioned, dragging the vibrator down his shaft. he swallowed thickly.

“yes i was well behaved. i didn’t touch myself once.” he commented. taehyung let out a deep hum. he threaded his fingers through kook’s hair.

“that is very true. i’m so proud of you. you must’ve had a rough time. is that true?” you and tae spent majority of the day sending him various pictures. pictures of you half way naked, tae half way naked, or you two touching on each other.

“yes. mommy and daddy were teasing me all day. i was so hard, but i did it just for you two.” he whimpered when you turned the vibrator up. you hummed to yourself when an idea popped into your head. you turned the vibrator off and sat it on the bed. jungkook nearly screamed at the loss.

“mommy why did you do that? i was so close!” he whined, gripping taehyung’s thighs to ground himself. tae looked at you with a questioning look.

“yeah why did you do that?” tae asked. you just ignored them and reached for your shared dildo from under the bed. jungkook’s eyes widened when he noticed what you were doing. taehyung laughed feeling his body tense in his arms. you swirled your tongue around the tip of your toy. a deep groan rumbled from tae’s chest.

“tease.” he murmured. you popped the toy deeper into your mouth. you were aroused beyond words and you felt your panties sticking to your slick core. you were too caught up in your fun to notice how tae was watching you.

“give it here.” he sighed, snatching the toy from you. he pushed the toy past his lips and put on the same show as you. you whimpered, feeling your cheeks heat up. you were too into the show you were receiving to realize your sub was desperately bucking in the air for some friction.

“please stop teasing, i need help.” he looked down at his throbbing length. you took the toy from tae and teased jungkook’s puckered hole with it. his body shook and he whined, loudly.

“just push it in, i can take it.” he confessed. you did as you were told, slowly stretching his hole. his back arched off the bed and taehyung wrapped an arm around his torso.

“you can do it, you’re doing so good bunny.” he whispered, slightly nipping at his ear. jungkook’s body relaxed when the toy was all the way in.

“i’m a good bunny, just for you two.” he laced his fingers with tae and laid them on the bed. you looked up at him with a tiny head tilt and he just nodded. you carefully started to thrust the toy in and out of him, watching his expressions change as you switched angles. you turned the vibrator back on and placed it to his tip again.

“fuck!” he squeezed tae’s hand and his eyes rolled back. you sat with your legs crossed so you could have a hold on both toys. he looked sinfully pretty. his hair was sticking to his forehead and sticking in the air. his pupils were blown wide with lust. his lips were pink and swollen from him abusing them with his teeth. he had a thin layer of sweat all over his body. his stomach was gaping from him accidentally holding his breath. his length was hard and flushed, begging for release. his hole was greedily swallowing the thick toy.

tae looked pretty as well. his tan skin glowing deliciously against jungkook’s milky skin. his tongue kept poking out to wet his chapped lips. his eyes were hooded as he watched you play with your subby bunny. his chest heaved as he let the smell of sex drown out his nostrils. his fingers were softly playing with jungkook’s even though this was not the occasion to be soft. his thighs were marked up slightly from the abuse they received.

“you two are just so pretty, it’s gross.” you fake gagged. tae laughed and raised his eyebrow at you.

“gross? i’m not sure if-” he was cut off by jungkook screaming.

“cum- i’m gonna cum! please i’m gonna cum!” he was fucking himself down on the toy and thrusting against the vibrator. you looked at tae.

“can he?” you asked, not stopping your movements. jungkook’s body was shaking and withering about underneath you.

“please! mommy tell daddy to let me cum. i’ve been such a good bunny! you said so yourself!” he attempted to reason. you nodded.

“that is true tae. he has been a good bunny. i think we should let him cum.” you pouted, angling the toy to repeatedly hit his prostate.

“oh my fuck, please?! please i’ve been so good!” he looked up at tae with big doe eyes brimmed with tears. taehyung looked at you with a certain face that you knew too well. hands off all toys, let jungkook cum untouched. so that’s what you did, you let the toys go.

“why did you stop?! why do you two hate me so much?!” kookie couldn’t stop the tears from falling from his eyes.

“come on baby. i know you can cum without mommy touching you. you’ve done it before, right? you can be a big boy. you can be a good bunny and cum without our help. can’t you?” taehyung whispered in his ear. a shiver ran through jungkook’s body and he felt his orgasm breaking its way through.

“i believe in you bunny. you’ve done it before. you can do it again.” and that was enough to have him cumming, hard. he squeezed tae’s hand with so much force that he thought it was going to break. his hips bucked into the air, searching for some sort of friction. the dildo was still deep inside of him, helping milk him. though he was sweating, it felt like a cold sweat. he squeezed his eyes shut tightly, so tight that he saw colors. his throat dried out from all the moans that fought through. he painted himself with his load. thick strips covered his abs and some shot as far as his chest. he wanted to say thank you. he wanted to seem grateful. but the power of his orgasm left him weak, quiet, and shaking. you softly rubbed his thighs the entire time, letting him know that you were still there. tae placed kisses on top of his head and rubbed his knuckles, letting him know that he was proud. his hips continued to shutter as more of his arousal shot from his slit. it was so much. you wanted to just take him in your mouth, but you didn’t want tae to punish you. you just watched with a fond smile.

“that’s it. that’s a good bunny.” tae softly kissed his cheek. jungkook whimpered, body completely worn out and sensitive. you carefully removed the toy from his hole and he whined from being empty. he sat and soaked up all the love and attention that his two doms were given him.

“thank you, thank you for treating me like that good bunny i am. but can i take care of you two now?”

#bts #IM GONNA NUT #m: jungkook #m: taehyung #g: smut

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