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plaything | PJM+KTH+JJK (18+)

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❀one-shot❀

❥pairing: mafia! maknae line X black!reader

❥genre: mafia AU, angst, smut

❥summary: Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook never fail to remind you that you’re they’re new plaything… [OR] getting passed around between the maknae line…

❥!!warnings!!: yandere?, gun play, degradation, humiliation, slut shaming, slut is used A LOT, mentions of violence, recording nudity

❥other warnings: sexual intercourse (please use protection!), riding, some fingering, spanking

❥notice: none.

❥word count: 2.5k

inspo: the video above 😮‍💨

-author’s note: uhmmmmm🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️ Yeah felt like writing my first “four-way” fic on here out of no where for a little practice I guess. Hope you enjoy!!!!💛

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“You’re in trouble.”

“F-For what?”

Jimin didn’t answer you as he dragged you along with him to the waiting limo. Jungkook wasn’t too far behind, busy with contacting the boss, most likely about how terrible the mission went tonight. And it was all going to fall back on you.

Taehyung was waiting with the chauffeur with the back door of the limo open, just as angry. His hair was curly and dark, covering the hazel contacts he had in tonight. “What the fuck was that?”

You figured he was talking about your execution, and Jimin let him know how poorly you did. You stumbled in your strap heels when he came to an abrupt stop. “If someone wasn’t being such a whore, the target wouldn’t have gotten away.”

So this is what had Jimin and Jungkook so pressed back there that they had to intervene? You couldn’t believe they were doing this right now. They were fucking up your job that you didn’t even want to do in the first place.

“W-What?!” You stuttered, looking from Jimin to Taehyung as they seemed to have some sort of mental conversation. You don’t know why you pouted at Taehyung as if he would believe you; He was crazier than all three of them combined but you had to try. “Taehyung… I swear it wasn’t my fault.”

“She was dancing with another man,” Jimin said, tightening his grip on your wrist.

Taehyung looked at you with a stare darker than the night. “Is that true?”

“I-…” Fuck. You literally hated them. “It’s true, but—!”

“Put her in the car.”

Jimin quite literally shoved you into the back of the black, sleek limo, your hand hitting the seat too hard so that you didn’t fall face first, almost making you break a nail. You quickly straightened yourself up when you noticed Jungkook getting in the car on the other side, the gun he used to shoot a couple of people tonight still visible in his hand without a care as he spoke on the phone in his native language.

You hoped he wasn’t as mad at you tonight, hell, you hoped neither of them were. They were already twisted, and you wanted to get back to the mansion and rest. It wasn’t going to happen, but it wasn’t your fault for tonight’s failure.

How were they going to give you a mission that required you to seduce the target to lure him into the back of the building? And then get so jealous when you try to seduce said target and pop up into the damn VIP booth with guns, completely blowing your damn cover? Annoying. Now you were going to feel the wrath of their anger about losing an important kill.

Jimin eventually slid in beside you on the left while Taehyung took the other side of the limo in front of you, Jimin, and Jungkook. You were in the middle of all three of them and hoping for no extra shit tonight.

The chauffeur drove away from the building the event of the night took place in, and you did your best to not make eye contact with any of the men around you. One word spoken that they didn’t like, and you were going to have your ass handed to you. You wished the ride was quiet for the entire hour drive back, but Taehyung spoke.

“________.” The way your name sounded on his tongue… You had to look up and meet eyes with him. It was rule. They were all handsome, but something about Taehyung’s face was the scariest. “Would you like to tell me what happened?”

You quickly shook your head no. Jungkook or Jimin would then explain what happened after you, and then you would be accused of lying or not telling the whole story, even though your story would be one hundred percent correct and not overdramatized. Like what they were doing with you flirting with the target.

Jungkook decided to deepen that wound. “To put it short, she was being a slut,” he said from beside you. “I don’t think it was acting, hyung. Looked too real.”

You bit your bottom lip to keep from yelling out what you wanted.

“We did get her off of the streets,” Jimin mumbled, crossing his arms with an attitude. “What do you expect?”

Taehyung shifted his gaze back to you, and you gave him an annoyed look. He wanted you to try and defend yourself, like always, so you did.

“I was literally only doing my job,” you said, explaining your actions. “You all told me that I had to quote on quote ‘use my charms’ to get him to follow me to the back of the building. I was still in the VIP section working on him when Jimin and Jungkook came in and started shooting. The target got away.”

Taehyung seemed to think about your words, and no, you didn’t have hope that he was going to agree with you. Your arms crossed when he said, “But we didn’t say act like a slut, ________.”

“I wasn’t,” you said through gritted teeth, trying not to raise your voice. How could they be so delusional about this.

Jungkook laughed beside you, and you felt his arm go around your waist. You let him pull you into his lap, his hand settling over your bare thigh. “Our slut doesn’t want to admit she’s a slut,” Jungkook pointed out, the hand on your leg kneading at the brown skin.

“Who’s going to tell the others that we actually did hire a slut?” Jimin sighed, running a hand through his black hair.

“Don’t know,” Taehyung shrugged, and you swear you started seeing red at how much they were talking about you as if you weren’t even there. “But I’m sure our hyungs would like her even more.”

You finally spoke up. And out of turn.

“I’m not a slut!”

A silent pause filled the limo, but you could tell they all had the quiet agreement to make you pay for the disrespect…

In the haze of anger, you forgot that these three, especially the youngest, were dangerous killers. Psychopathic killers at that. There wasn’t another single moment of hesitation in the man’s movements beneath you. The gun to your neck scared you, but not as much as the tattooed and pierced man that was holding it.

“Don’t you know better than to raise your voice, slut?” He lowly asked, the grip around your waist tightening to keep you still. It didn’t matter that you were on his lap and slightly more elevated. He still had the upper hand. “You’re getting really beside yourself tonight.”

You swallowed when you felt the heavy metal press more into your throat, knowing that it was loaded. Taehyung and Jimin looked on in mute curiosity, seeming to enjoy this… discipline.

You felt the gun start moving, and you flinched, but Jungkook wasn’t letting you go anywhere. His hand was digging into your side as hard as the gun was digging into your upper chest plate. It was dragged slowly down your bare skin, sternum exposed because of the very low cut dress you were wearing, and you jumped again. Jungkook chuckled. “You won’t do that again, right? You should learn some respect…”

You softly whimpered when he used the barrel of his black pistol to move the thin material that already didn’t cover all of your breast. One of your nipples was freed and flicked with the gun, snagging on the hole in the weapon. You were sweating. Then getting much more hot when the gun was brought down to between your legs. You wanted to snap his neck.

Until Jungkook yanked up the hem of your short, black dress and pressed the coldness of the gun right up against the skin of your privacy. You grabbed for his shoulder to steady yourself when he pushed one of your legs to indicate to move it out of the way.

You really could fathom that this motherfucker was holding his damn gun against you in this way. It wasn’t anything that wouldn’t be on the list of fucked up shit he’s done.

However, after applying more pressure, the weapon grazed against your clit and made you moan. You were getting wet, too. They were going to hold this against you forever if you let him go much further.

“Ohh,” Jungkook smirked when he saw you move a bit towards the pistol. “Not a slut but you’ll take a good pounding from my gun? I’ll fuck you with it if you want. Bet you’d be soaking if I keep the safety off…”

The thought of Jungkook fucking you with his gun was getting you riled up. Was it because it was dangerous with a high chance of you getting shot in the damn coochie? Was it because they would find it sexy to watch? You didn’t know, but you were starting to grind on his stupid glock, and he started teasing again.

“How about I make you cum all over it? Make you a real dirty whore, huh?” Bending his head down to catch your exposed nipple, you threw your head back. Him sucking on your tit with his favorite weapon rubbing against your pussy was fucking you up in the worst way…

“She’s enjoying it,” Jimin said, to which Jungkook let go of your nipple with a wet pop.

“So? Wanna see her lose it while riding my glock.”

“Give her here.” Jimin reached for you, and you wanted to scream when Jungkook actually handed you off to the pretty male. You were thrown over Jimin’s lap, your torso pressed to his thick thighs, the back of your dress pushed up higher on your waist. “She needs a real lesson.”

“N-No,” you whined, using your right hand to cover your backside as much as you could because you knew what was about to happen. It was snatched out of the way and almost broken with how your arm was twisted in Jimin’s grip.

“No?” Jimin asked, dumbfounded that you’d dare try not to accept one of his spankings. There was a very hard slap against your left ass cheek. That alone almost brought you to tears. “So you really do need a lesson? And you’re not wearing panties?”

Another slap, harder than the first one.

You couldn’t speak to defend yourself with the fact that they were the ones who sat in this very fucking limo before the mission and made you take your underwear off for laughs. You were sure Taehyung still had them in his pocket.

“Such a slut that you wanted to flash that dickhead for the fun of it?” Jimin falsely accused you, his hand slapping your cheeks twice this time. They hurt more since he was wearing steel rings and using all his strength. He wasn’t even being fair tonight.

He hit you again, almost making you scream but you covered it with another whine. He grabbed one of your cheeks and spread them, cool air breezing your core. You moaned. “Why are you so fucking wet?”

You wanted to ask yourself that exact same question. Why were you sexually excited over these three psychopaths that treated you unfairly at every chance they got? Of course the answer was because they could fuck the living daylights out of you.

“You’re too nice with her,” Taehyung criticized, and you turned your head to see him and Jungkook eyeing the mess between your legs. Jimin then slipped two fingers inside without warning to show them more. Your hips tried to resist, but you could only take it.

“It’s not my fault she likes being punished,” he said, shallowly pumping your hole. Now you were trying to fuck yourself back on him. It felt too good. “Slut.”

You despised the word, but hearing them constantly call you it, while kind of proving that it was true… They could do whatever they wanted to you.

Jimin hit you more times than you could count. Your cheeks were stinging and numbing so bad, but you could still feel the wetness between them, the hardness between Jimin’s own thighs, too. You were just as sick as them.

Jimin eventually pulled you up, nudging you back into your original sitting position between him and Jungkook. Your eyes were watery, and you knew your mascara was smudged. You told yourself that you didn’t want any other form of punishment, but the way Taehyung was looking at you as if it was his turn had you wanting more. Including actually getting fucked by a gun and more spanks before the ride was over.

“Pretty girl,” Jungkook said when he saw your face. “Hyung’s gonna make it even prettier.”

You thought that it meant Taehyung was going to face fuck you to more tears when you saw him spread his legs across from you. But he had other plans as he ordered you to come over to his side while he unbuckled his black slacks. Instead of being pushed to your knees, you were pulled onto his lap. Reverse cowgirl. Facing the other two.

This was worse than being face fucked. At least your only focus would have been Taehyung, and your body would have been turned away from Jimin and Jungkook. But no. Now they had front row seats.

Taehyung had his dick out in no time and ready to put the girth of it all into you. You secretly thanked Jimin for spreading you out a bit, because Taehyung gave no shits about hurting you. Your screams pleased him the most.

But so did the “Mmm, Taehyung~” you moaned out for him for filling you up. Eyes closed, mouth open, you rode the deep thrusts he pounded from below. His fingernails digging into the sides of your waist were going to scar, but you ignored the pain and focused on your skin slapping against his.

“Can’t really punish you when you enjoy being used like our little plaything,” he grunted the truth into your ear. “You’re always asking for it.”

Taehyung brought his hands up to fully pull your breasts out, squeezing them too hard while he bit over your neck and shoulder. Your droopy and crying eyes were able to slit open for a few seconds when you heard noises other than the ones you and Taehyung were making. Your entire body clenched up when you saw that Jungkook and Jimin were enjoying it as much as you were, Jungkook jacking off to the sight, Jimin doing the same but recording with the other hand. It was going to get sent to the four oldest.

With the other two watching and Taehyung fucking into you like it was going to be his last time, you yelled into your orgasm. Taehyung blew his load into you moments after, giving the other two a show of the cumshot as he slowly pulled out. And then you were handed back to the youngest. Tired and sore.

“Wait til we tell our hyungs about what you just did,” Jungkook smirked like a brat, his hand rubbing over the harsh hand prints Jimin left you with. You were too stunned to care about them causing more hell for you back at the mansion. Your tear-streaked face tucked into his chest.

“Three men in a few minutes?” he tsked. “They’re gonna ruin you for that.”

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#i am dying #i want this jungkook in all of the fics on this world now #please

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sugakittyy · 3 years

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Hi dear, can i request a smut of taehyung when tae and yn are doing the aftercare after an intense sex session and that's when they decide to play truth or dare(still naked) but hot version and between challenges and questions they end up making love again, the questions they use could be favorite position,place, kink...and the challenges could be touching eachother, making hickeys in private parts...

Thank u and i hope you accept my request let me know if are gonna do it.

Luv u 🤗

Truth or Dare || kth

Summary : Y/N and Taehyung couldn't get enough of each other, not even after countless hours together.

Pairing : Reader + Taehyung

Genre: pure porn with little to almost no plot, tiny bit of fluff

⚠: dom!Taehyung, sub!reader

Breathing. That's the only thing you could hear in the big bedroom you shared with your boyfriend Taehyung. He was still on top of you, his chest rising and sinking rapidly.

"Tae.. Pull out" you murmur softly, still in a trance from your slowly calming orgasms. He nods and pulls himself out, the mixture of his cum and yours slowly spilling out.

"Wasn't I amazing?" he says and when you looked up you were met with his infamous smirk.

You both started dating recently and even though you loved the sex with him, he still didn't know all of your interests.

"Yeah.. It was" you stop for a second "Good". You knew how prideful he was, especially after making a mess inside of you.

"Good?! That was only good?" he pouts, stroking your thighs. "Yeah.. You still need to learn a lot but you were good" you say, teasingly now. He wouldn't let that sit on him, his perfectionism was hurt and he needed to prove that he was more than good. "Then teach me more. Come on. Let's play truth and dare. We can ask each other anything" he smiles and gets comfortable between your legs watching you closely.

You were thinking, but eventually gave in and nodded. You sat up and looked at him "You can start.I pick dare" you looked at him with a grin on your face, you loved teasing him and pressing all of his buttons.

"Hmm.. Favorite position" he grins and leans back, holding himself up with his arms behind him.

You quickly fidget your way out of his legs, turning around on your knees as you stick your ass directly to him, hands behind your back and face pressed in your pillow. Your cheeks turned to a bright pink colour, you weren't ashamed of anything but being in such a delicate position, where he could see everything, was making you nervous...and excited too. He strokes the back of your thighs, slowly bringing his hand up to your bruised ass as he strokes over the red and purple skin "You look so beautiful" he says, and he meant it. He would never lie to you, especially not about something like that.

You slowly turn around to sit back in your normal position. Your cheeks were still on heat as you put your hands on it,trying your best to cool off. "I pick truth" he says as you raise a brow and chuckle gently "Are you scared?~". He chuckles as well, shaking his head "I just want to keep the best for last"

"Okay okay, favorite place and why" you ask and watch him closely. You still didn't understand how such a God of a man choose you then his countless one night stands he had before meeting you. But you weren't mad about it.

"ohh, there are a lot! I love library, behind the university building, and almost everywhere in this apartment! God it doesn't matter where, it's automatically turns to my favorite once it's with you. But i love when i can press your tits against the window and fuck your brain out while you are being all scared that someone will see you all fucked out from my dick" he grins as your thighs shiver from how dirty he spoke. Pressing your thighs together you sit back up, the heat in your face growing stronger. "Choose" he says with his deep ass voice, knowing how much you love it whenever he uses it.

"Truth.." you murmur as you feel a sharp pain on your scalp. You hair was being pulled back, making you look at your boyfriend in front of you "You know that i want you to speak loud and clear to me" he says, dragging his words out and letting go of you with a slight push.

"Truth." you say with the last sanity you had as he nods and smiles, thinking of a question

#bts #bts smut drabble #bts taehyung #taehyung #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts nswf #bts reactions smut

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