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All I’ve Ever Known | [prologue]

pairing: idol!hoseok x backup dancer!oc genre: tragedy; romance; angst; pregnancy rating: mature | explicit word count: 3k summary:  Ari and Hoseok are star-crossed lovers. With a love that burns so intensely they are constantly on the brink of combusting. After years of dating, marriage and a litany of unresolved fights and arguments the pair are on their final attempt to fix the broken pieces of their marriage. What happens when an unexpected surprise threaten to bring them closer than ever before or drive them apart for good?

warnings:  This story will contain adult themes beyond just smut (though, there will be quite a lot of that unfortunately lol). This story will tackle topics like loss, emotional abuse, mentions of suicide, divorce, miscarriage, spousal abuse, mental illness and codependency. If any of that is triggering for you, I’d suggest you skip this one. I will of course label each chapter with its own unique warnings.

Ari’s eyebrows were stitched together in an unforgiving glare, fists clenched so tightly her knuckles were nearly turning white and her lips were pursed together in such a thin line they nearly disappeared all together on her face. “You know exactly what I want from you!” She yelled again, the stoic stare Hoseok gave her in return only making her more angry. Although there was no possible way he could know why she was so upset, Ari was never quite good at explaining herself and she honestly didn’t understand why she got so angry with him sometimes; she just did.

This time didn’t start out any differently than the others, he said something just a little bit out of the way for her and that was all it took to set her off, guns blazing and swear words flying out of her mouth at one hundred miles a minute. Her brown eyes, tinted darker with anger, had watched him in a stunned silence as he moved away from standing in front of her, opting to move outside to their patio in a small attempt to escape her barrage of words.

They had been going at it for hours now and honestly Ari was getting tired. Not just of the arguments but everything all together. They had only been married for a few years, many people would consider them right at the cusp of the newlywed stage. It was supposed to be all smiles and nothing but sex and staying up all night talking for them. Of course, it had started out that way. The first few months of their marriage were almost what one might describe as blissful, but then slowly it all started to unravel.

Little arguments and disagreements started over nonsensical things and became bigger and bigger until the pair could barely stand to look at each other afterwards. The smallest offense would inevitably end in a screaming match and the police being called to their residence by concerned neighbors who were genuinely trying to do the right thing. Make up sex became something foreign and Ari would be lucky if she felt her husband's hand brush her shoulder on occasion. They both did all they could to avoid being close to one another.

Hoseok wasn’t entirely to blame. Not really. Ari was much more difficult to live with than she cared to realize. She bottled her feelings up until they exploded all over the people she cared about and attributed her anger at other things to something small like Hoseok leaving the toilet seat up. A sigh pushed through her lips and Ari lowered her gaze, moving to rest her body on the edge of their shared king sized bed.

She watched in silent fury as her husband’s lithe body carried him even further away from her, outside to their patio and onto that hideous patio chair she’d hated every since the day Hoseok brought it into their home. She knew what was about to happen and it took everything in her power not to run over to him and smack the cigarette right out of his mouth when she saw him jostle the white stick out of its container.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” she asked haltingly as she pushed herself off their bed and stomped toward his location, her arms remaining pinned to her side. Ari could deal with most of the other things but one thing she could not do was sit ideally by and watch him actively kill himself. Her hand reached forward and snatched the object from between his lips holding it up as if it disgusted her just to touch it “Do want to die? Is that what you want Hoseok? To die and..…”.

‘Leave me here alone’, is what she wanted to say but she refused to give him the benefit of thinking that she actually cared about his well being at this moment. “I can’t keep doing this, If you want to sit around and let your life waste away then do that but don’t ask me to stick around and watch” She sighed deeply and let her hands drop to her sides in defeat the cigarette lazily falling to the ground.

“I think we should see a marriage counselor or an exorcist or something because we both know this isn’t working anymore. This stopped working a long time ago.”

Ari expected him to continue ignoring her, and he did at first, simply grabbing another cigarette from the carton and lighting the end before looking up at her with a deadpan expression.

“I never asked you to watch,” he spat through clenched teeth. Jumping from his seat and making Ari stumble backwards in response, Hoseok towered over the smaller woman. His face red and his jaw clenching and unclenching while his fists did the same at his side.

“I want you to shut the fuck up. Just shut up for once.” Speaking slowly, breathing through flared nostrils, Hoseok never broke eye contact with his wife. The words still burning on his lips, there was a time when he would never have thought to swear at her when they argued. Through time, and after having Ari break down almost every defense he had, that restraint had all but disappeared and he just couldn’t help himself anymore. It was like she didn’t understand anything else.

“If you wanna see some dumbass therapist, go ahead. I won't be going with you. But you’re right…” With his voice still low, he maneuvered his way around her and walked back into their bedroom, knowing full well she was right behind him. “This shit isn’t working.”

“So that’s it? You’re just completely checking out of this relationship? You don’t even want to try and make this better?”

She wondered in moments like this one why they were still together. Her standing there with her arms crossed over her chest in a silent smolder, him refusing to even look in her direction. It was clear they did nothing but vex each other when they were together, so why continue to bother with a relationship? They’d probably be better off finding people more suited to them if they had the courage to bury their relationship and start over again, but then she looked at him. Really looked. Her deep brown eyes trailed over his body, even though she could tell he wanted nothing more than to be rid of her right now, it caused her inner defenses to crumble to ash within her. Her guard was still up on the exterior but deep inside she knew why she was still here. She was here, with him, because she was in love with him. It was just as simple as that.

“Did I say that? Don’t put words into my mouth, Ari. All I said was that you were right— this isn’t working.” Hoseok exhaled deeply, he finally broke and matched her gaze. She was resting against the glass of the sliding door, looking broken and so damn tired. It was like looking into a mirror. And it killed him.

“Maybe…” he started off, closing his eyes for a moment and running a hand through his hair. “Maybe we should… separate for a little bit.”

Ari’s lips pressed together, pursed in a thin line and she shook her head, not to say ‘no’ but to really allow what he was proposing to go through her head. Growing up in a house where her parents did nothing but fight until they gathered the good sense to leave each other alone, Ari always promised herself that if she ever got married she would do things differently. She dreamt of being the perfect wife, one that would put her mother to shame and yet here she was. Practically turning into a replica of the woman, unnecessary blow ups and all.

Her arms that had been folded over her chest slowly fell to her sides and her eyes locked onto his, biting back tears that she refused to shed in his presence. She wanted to move, to sit next to him on their bed and share some sense of normalcy with her husband for the first time in what felt like months. But she didn’t; she stayed where she was, body pressed against the cold glass as she allowed his words to truly wash over her and seep into her skin.

He was leaving her.

After all her years of pushing him to the break he was finally going to do it and Ari couldn’t even remember why they were fighting in the first place. With a sharp inhale Ari pushed herself off the glass door, moved toward their closet and began pulling down her clothing into heaps that landed on the floor. She didn’t want to answer him, she didn’t feel as if she really had to anyway. If separation was what he wanted it was going to happen whether or not Ari was in agreement. The familiar sting of tears fluttered at the back of her eyes but she pushed it away, she was done being vulnerable around someone who could cut her so deeply with just a few words.

“Ari, I’ll go. You can stay here,” she could hear him pitch in from outside their closet door, and she caught his eyes watching her quick and harsh movements when she spared him one harsh look and even noted the gentle tone he’d taken when he spoke. Truthfully, there was no reason why she should leave when he was the one who brought a separation up anyway.

“I’ll go stay with Ji-woo,” he softly spoke, referring to his older sister.

Despite all this Ari still kept at her mission, tearing down clothes and organizing them into piles on the floor, all without a word. She supposed this display was to make a point; that she didn’t need to stay here no matter how much she wanted to. She had the option to leave just as readily as he did and even if it was childish, she still needed him to know that in some way she had just as much opportunity to have a life without him in it.

She kept tearing away and tossing down what was hers, completely ignoring his actions until she felt the cool touch of his arm breezing past hers. It was the first time she remembered feeling his touch in months, no matter how distant the action was it made her stop what she was going and look at him. She didn’t actually want to leave her house but she didn’t want him to leave either, even if in some small way she knew this would be good for them. It could be good or it could be the final nail in their coffin, just another gigantic sign that their marriage was on its last legs.

“Don’t make this a soap opera, Ari. Unpack,” his voice was rough and his words sounded clipped.

Grabbing a few articles of clothing, he folded them as best as he could before placing them in a duffle bag. Ari knew he didn’t really want to leave— sleeping on his sister’s couch while being tortured by his twin nephews didn’t seem like the ideal situation— but he started this and there was no going back on it now Ari sighed and stared at the pitiful display of clothes in his duffle bag and reached in to refold nearly everything he’d just packed, placing them back neatly. He may be leaving her but she was still his wife and thus he still represented her whenever he went anywhere. He was never the best with laundry and the last thing she wanted was for anyone else to feel like she was incapable of looking after him. Ari looked up at him once she placed the last piece of clothing in his bag.

“When are you coming back?” She asked, actually sounding demur, all the fight in her had dissolved by now.

“I, uh… I dunno. Maybe in a few weeks. We just need some time apart.” He sputtered and threw his now neatly packed duffle bag over his shoulder. “I’ll, uh, make sure Ji-Woo doesn’t say anything to anybody.”

Ari nodded, knowing that the media would circle like sharks if they caught even the faint smell of a story to be broken about such a polarizing couple.

“Fine..” Ari replied curtly, she may have been too tired to fight anymore but she was still upset. No part of her wanted this, him packing his things and leaving her in the middle of the night. There was some small part of her that wondered if he was actually planning on returning at all. Would she come back if she were him? Probably not, and Ari really couldn’t blame her husband for feeling that way only herself. Her arms folded over her chest and her lips pressed together to keep a powder keg of emotions that she just channeled into anger and stored away for later like she always did.

She stayed in the doorway of the closet but kept watching him as he began packing up his toiletries. It all looked so…final. Everything was happening so quickly and Ari couldn’t let herself come to terms with the fact that he was basically saying that he never wanted to see her again. Was she really that hard to get along with? She knew he deserved- they both deserved better than this time bomb of a relationship but that knowledge didn’t make it hurt any less. The tiniest part of her wanted to apologize, to tell him that whatever problems they had they could work them out because she loved him and she knew he felt the same, but she knew that would never work.

They’d passed the point of redemption now and there was no point in trying to fix what was already so broken. No matter how much she loved him, Ari had to let go.

"Tell Ji-woo and the kids I said ‘hi’” She wasn’t sure why she said that but nothing would make this situation less awkward or heartbreaking.

“I Will- um,” clearing his throat, Hoseok made his way to the doorway of their bedroom. Looking down at his wife, he pursed his lips together in an awkward expression while rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. “We should, uh, do a date thing next weekend. Y’know, after we get some air and distance.”

Ari looked at him when he started speaking again, trying to commit every feature of his face to memory. Every subtle freckle, the way his mouth moved when he spoke, the small crinkle in the corners of his eyes, the way his eyebrows knitted together and shrouded his face in shadows when she could tell he didn’t know what else to say. Ari looked at him until she couldn't stand anymore, until she could feel the burning sensation of tears stinging her eyes and tugging at the back of her throat. In the past they said many hurtful things to each other in the heat of the moment but none of those words had ever hurt like this did. Perhaps it was because she knew this wasn’t simply coming from a place of anger or disappointment, it wasn’t just something he’d blurted out and regretted a second later. His words came out clear and careful as if he was giving this moment too much thought and had decided that he really just wanted her to leave him be. Ari slumped her shoulders forward and nodded again.

"Yeah…we shou-” she cleared her throat so her words were no longer strained. “We should definitely do that…so I guess this would be… goodbye?” Ari asked and extended her hand to shake his. She honestly didn’t know what else to do with herself, she couldn’t bring herself to hug him.

“C’mere,” he mumbled, reaching out and wrapping an arm around her neck in a quick hug. Placing a gentle kiss on her temple, he pulled away while adjusting the straps on his shoulder. Their embrace was weird, and it left a funny feeling in Ari’s stomach— but for once, it didn’t feel like anger or distance or fakeness. Whatever it was, it was genuine.

Taking a few steps toward the bedroom door that led to the spacious hallway, he couldn’t bear to look back at her. And Ari didn’t follow him, she stayed in the same spot that she’d been in, the spot where his lips made contact with her skin still buzzing slightly.

“Uh, next weekend. Don’t forget…” he called out, descending down the staircase, his footsteps echoing against the hardwood floor. Still refusing to look back, he grabbed his keys from the table by the front door in the foyer and walked out of his home.

Ari remained in that same spot, listening as he made his way out, counting the amount of footsteps it took for him to make it out of the hallway and to the front door. The jingle of his keys made tears bubble up in her throat again and the sound of the door closing made a tear stream down her cheek.

It wasn’t until she was left with the silence of her home around her that Ari finally did let go. The floodgate of tears she’d been holding back poured from her eyes and she slid down the frame she was leaning on and crumpled into a weeping mess on her bedroom floor.

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Fic List | Coworker AU - Yoongi

This is based on an ask I accidentally deleted (posting a screenshot of the ask from my email):

Here you go, anon! I didn’t include those fics with office setting boss Yoongi. Enjoy! 

A Boy Like You @cinnaminsvga -  one shot | ahh this is fluffy 🥰

Amor Erratur @moccahobi -  one shot | dystopian au (part of the Amor Fabula themed series  "Imagine a world where love is absent") | Angst

Bobbing For Apples With Yoongi @btsaudge -  one shot | slice of life, fluff, smut

Cut Me Open @hayjeon - two shot |  married au (but falling apart), medical au, surgeon au (spin off of the Jungkook fic Cardiovascular Palpitations) | A, F, S (no joke, but this made me cry; a great piece on relationship issues)

The Early Shift @hobidreams - series | enemies to lovers, barista AU, coffee shop AU, producer MYG | fluff, angst, smut (a favorite of mine 🥰)

Helium @feliix -  drabble | friends to lovers | fluff 

His Hands @iridescentjin -  you hadn’t ever paid much attention to Min Yoongi until a stupid icebreaker at your office | S, F (hand kink, yes)

How Love Works @personasintro - one shot | nurse!yoongi x single mom! Reader, new colleagues | F

The “I Hate Christmas’ Club @hoseoksyn - one shot | Christmas AU, retail AU | F

I’m Not With the Band (ongoing) @bngtanah - series [7/?] |  indie producer!OC x BTS!Yoongi | F, eventual S

Listen Closely @avveh -  one shot | “unintentionally, you stumble upon something that makes you view your coworker Min Yoongi in a whole new light” | S, F (ugh this is so good #voice kink)

Love Like That @mintseesaw - drabble | established relationship, doctor!yoongi x doctor!reader | F 

Paradise @grinnieyoongi - one shot | sudden wet dreams about co-worker | S, slight F

Sentimentality @stargazingjinwrites - smau [complete] | social media au,  barista!yoongi x barista!reader, enemies to lovers | F, A, crack

Sleepless @yojeongin - smau [ongoing, 37/?] | social media au, rapper au, sex shop workers | A, F, S

Stuck @flurrys-creativity -  drabble | slice of life, “stuck at work during the holiday” | fluff

The Heart Holiday (ongoing) @vanaera - series [3/?] | creative manager!yoongi x PA!reader, enemies to lovers, fake dating AU (there’s an official “Heart Holiday” and they fake date their way to get corporate benefits from this holiday | F, A (this is really cute)

The Way to Your Heart @joonary - one shot | Christmas AU, secret santa | F

The Truth Between Us @/jimlingss @/gukyi - series [7/7] | Enemies to Lovers AU, Multiverse AU, Sports AU, Hanahaki AU, Mafia AU, Harry Potter AU | F, A (I know I know it’s been in every rec list I have 😂. But they are technically co-workers here)

Yes, Sir @ot7always - one shot | ex-boss, enemies to lovers | S, F

Thank you dear authors for sharing these fics! 🥰  Please note that the fics are NOT mine. Please show these authors love by reblogging their fics, giving them feedback, and engaging in any positive interaction you can think of! 🥰

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Possession  | JK

summary: Jungkook is your boyfriend, sometimes you have to remind him what that means.

part of the EXPECTATION! oneshot collection.

pairing: jungkook  x reader genre: pwp(smut) words: 5.5k warning: smut, college!au, boyfriend!jk, established relationship, oral (m+f), overstimulation, penetrative sex, face sitting, unprotected sex (you know better these fools don’t), angst, idk man....crying?, mentions of break ups a/n: honestly you’d think jungkook is my bias for the amount of trash i write about him.

hes not tho.......

What you thought was only a slight buzz had turned out to be more than that and that fact became apparent when you began walking forward on slightly wobbly legs. You weren’t drunk, far from it actually, but you were definitely feeling way too good to be wandering around this frat house alone. The headache you were getting from the pounding music was all but gone by now and some minor part of you was feeling frisky. Drawing a lengthy breath you exhaled sharply and adjusted the windbreaker you had wrapped around your waist. You weren’t sure why (that was a lie you knew exactly why) but you weren’t enjoying yourself nearly as much as you thought you would be tonight.

The man who had accompanied you to the godforsaken party was nowhere to be found after being dragged away by a group of frat brothers just a few minutes after you two had walked in. You weren’t annoyed initially; he promised that he would be back in a few minutes. That he would be all yours for the rest of the night, that you would have his undivided attention. Unfortunately, that was almost an hour ago and now you were holed up the kitchen, pretending to chum it up with the other girls who were alone and abandoned by their “dates”. You attempted to relate to the girls surrounding you and their struggles of getting the men, that had obviously only brought them there as eye candy, to commit to them but you honestly couldn’t relate. Jungkook may have been missing in action at the moment but he was yours and you knew that without a doubt.

Excusing yourself, you finally escaped the den of side bitches and decided to start looking for your boyfriend. His window of free time was up and you sincerely hoped he had an excellent excuse for leaving you alone for so long. You grabbed yet another drink off the table you passed and brought the plastic cup up to your lips, already conceding to the fact that you would be throwing up later on. At least it was making you feel better for now. You weren’t exactly watching where you were going and before you knew it you felt yourself colliding headfirst with a figure that towered over your small frame. The cup in your hand tipped forward and spilled down the front of the mysterious person’s shirt before clattering to the floor. “Oh crap, I am so sorry!” You blurted out, wiping off what you could.

The mystery person assured that it was okay but you hardly payed attention while you continued wipe away the mess, but at least you knew it was a man now. Somehow that made you feel better knowing that you could pout and bat your eyelashes out of any forthcoming altercation. You had a run in with a girl at this very party earlier for much less than spilling a drink and you really weren’t in the mood to start a fight. “No, no, it’s not alright I’ve spilled it all over you and now you’re all wet for no good reason….” You started to apologise, or more so yelled due to the music being so loud, when out the corner of her eye you caught a sight that made flames dance behind your honey brown eyes.

It was Jungkook, looking much too friendly while being led to the dance floor by some random tramp exiting what you assumed was the media room. He seemed to barely protest at least once before the unknown girl twirled in front of him and pressed her ass up against his groin. You were frozen in the middle of the floor, watching some raven haired beauty wind and grind her hips all up and down your man’s crotch. Jungkook kept his hands to himself or up in the air, fist pumping along to the beat but didn’t move as the girl continued to bounce her ass against him. When his head turned to the side, your eyes met, and it was then that you knew you had a few choices.

One; you could step to his face and make a royal scene by cursing him out and dragging his dance partner by the hair in front of everyone. Two; you could pretend not see him and do something wildly inappropriate to make him jealous, or three; you could be an adult and try to talk this out with him. In the end you decided to let your instincts take over. You pushed the person standing in front of you to the side and marched over toward Jungkook without letting your eyes drop from his. He looked startled at first and then somewhat amused once you got close enough to grab him by the arm and pull him away from the girl who looked over her shoulder, confused, once Jungkook’s lap was no longer her personal strip pole. Without saying a word you pulled him away from the crowd and into the nearest bedroom, shutting the door behind you.

“Before you start, that wasn’t what it looked like,” Jungkook stated defensively before you had the chance to accuse him of anything.

“Oh? I thought I just saw you dry humping someone out there,” You spat sarcastically and folded your arms across your chest “But you’re saying this isn’t what I saw? Good to know.”

“Technically, she was humping me,” Jungkook interjected with a teasing grin “And I didn’t even touch her! She wanted to dance and-”

“You could have declined,”

“I could have, yeah. But it’s a party, I was just having fun don’t be mad Y/N,” Jungkook said, as if that was a reasonable excuse for his actions.

“I’m not mad, I’m annoyed,” You clarified “You ditch me the second we get here then when I have to come out and look for you I see you with some other girl? Don’t act you haven’t done anything to annoy me Jungkook!”

Jungkook pouted then, taking a moment to actually listen to your complaints. “Baby…” he cooed softly and outstretched his arms towards you “You know you’re the only girl I have my eyes on right?”

“That’s not the point…” You grumbled but didn’t move away when he wrapped his arms around you. You hated when he did things like this but you hated yourself even more for being so quick to forgive him. With an arm around your waist and his hand pressing your head into his broad chest you found it hard to remember why you you were irritated with him in the first place. Jungkook knew that you had the tendency to be a bit of a pushover when it came to him, especially when he smiled at you like you were responsible for the sun rising, and he used that weakness to his advantage whenever he landed himself on your bad side. Which was often.

“Want me to make it up to you?” He asked, his face nestled against the top of your head, stray curls from your short hair tickling his nose as his fingertips trailed intricate circles against your back.

“No,” You sulked and picked your head up to look him in the eyes, an action you immediately regretted.

The look on his face changed from one of genuine guilt to absolute lust that made you weak in the knees.

“You sure? I think I can make you feel better Y/N…” Jungkook teased and ran the tip of his nose against your pulse. He ghosted his lips over yours for a few seconds before leaning forward to close the space. The kiss started off slow and steady with both of you moving backwards until you were pressed against the door then the pace quickened. Until, soon the fervour of your actions reached a crescendo and neither of you bothered attempting to breathe. One kiss melted into another while two pairs of hands took liberties and touched body parts that were annoyingly covered with clothing. Jungkook had been dying to possess you since he first caught your eyes on the dance floor and he didn’t waste a second before sliding his tongue deep in your mouth. Alternating between sucking on your top and bottom lip, he grabbed hold of the back of your thighs and pulled you up to wrap your legs around his waist.

“I want you to sit on my face,” he whispered against your mouth. Just the thought of suffocating Jungkook with your thighs sent pangs of desire throughout your body but you shook your head.

“I don’t think you deserve to get what you want tonight, Jungkook.” He grinned, thinking you were just teasing him and rolled his body against yours, making sure that his hips moved forward as far as they could go so you felt every inch of his hard-on. As much as you enjoyed feeling him you couldn’t help but wonder just how much of his arousal was because of you and not the girl who’d just been grinding her ass against him a few minutes ago. That thought made you stop kissing him and struggle to put your feet back on the ground. Jungkook raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth to ask you if you were okay but you pressed a finger to his lips and shook your head.

“You, don’t talk anymore.” You stated sharply “I didn’t even want to come here tonight, and I’m still mad at you for ditching me. I wanted one night to have you to myself and you denied me that so we’re gonna do something I want instead.” You spoke cryptically and put a hand on your boyfriend’s chest, pushing him backward until he lost his footing and fell back onto the twin-sized bed behind him. Jungkook didn’t bother questioning what you had in mind. He merely sat back and watched as you unbuttoned his shirt kissing the skin that was exposed until you reached for his belt. You sank down to the floor, on your knees, between his legs. He gulped and continued to watch through half-lidded eyes as you unbuckled his belt and lowered the zipper of his jeans. Your hand reached in and with some clever maneuvering pulled out his erect cock, you admired it for a second or two before flicking your tongue against the engorged, ultrasensitive head.

“I treat you well don’t I?” You asked almost inquisitively while Jungkook vigorously nodded “You know I do but you still don’t respect me, you make my life so difficult sometimes Jungkookie” You drunkenly mused, mostly to yourself, between administering slow licks to his length. His mouth fell open a little the second you collected a pool of saliva and let it dribble out of your mouth to coat his erection like syrup on a stack of pancakes, smearing it on his pole before cushioning the head between your lips. Your eyes locked on his as you slowly took him deep into your mouth, inch by titillating inch. The head of his cock brushed against the roof of your mouth while your tongue licked the underside of it and deeper it travelled flirting with the back of your throat until you pulled up and allowed him to pop out of your mouth. You repeated the action and soon picked up speed, but not too much. Your primary goal wasn’t to bring him to completion just yet, so you knew just when to slow down, when to draw out his pleasure and make him beg for you to continue.

Curses, low pleas of mercy tumbled from Jungkook’s lips in tune with the way you sucked him off, using your hands and whipping your tongue back and forth, over and across his slit. Jungkook praised God shamed the devil and sunk his hand into your thick tresses. Your wet mouth was only making him yearn for your wet twat and he shut his eyes down tight just imagining how wet you must have been in that moment. You stopped, “Open your eyes, Jungkook. I want you to see who’s making you feel good.” He smiled a little, the hand that he had tangled in your hair tightening its grip just slightly.

As you requested, his lids flipped open, and he eyes bore into you. You didn’t give him a chance to say anything because once he opened his eyes you started sucking and fondling his balls in a way that made him yelp and hiss in equal measure. His toes curled in his boots and Jungkook could feel his end plowing over him quickly, too quickly. With the way you worked him over and the amount of beer he’d had that night he wasn’t sure if he had another round in him and he didn’t want the night to end without feeling your walls cushioning him just like your mouth was. He attempted to push your head back to stop you and regain some control of the situation but your hand squeeze the base of cock tightly and he gasped sharply, stopping in his tracks. You slowly withdrew your mouth from his length and stared at him head on, keeping the grip you had on him firm and consistent so he knew just who was in charge at that moment.

“What’s wrong Jeon?” You asked and pulsed your fist, making his entire body jolt upward “Don’t wanna come yet? I told you tonight isn’t about you getting your way,” You crawled back up his body, releasing the hold you had on his base in order to hold his face securely between your hands and cover his lips with an intense kiss “I’m gonna suck your dick and you’re gonna come so hard you might wonder if you’ll ever walk again, because I love you but I need you to understand that I don’t need to be with you. Everything I do for you I can very easily do for someone else, so please think about that the next time you think it’s a good idea to blow me off and let someone else put their body all over what’s mine.” You whispered harshly against his lips between gentle strokes before swooping back down between his legs when Jungkook leaned forward to kiss you again.

You leaned down, kissing the head of his dick gently before wrapping your mouth around the swollen head of his cock once again. The low ragged breaths emitting from his mouth encouraged you to keep working your mouth on his stiff dick. You were still annoyed, but you liked the natural taste of his skin on your tongue and you moaned in delight, knowing that could give him that much satisfaction. Your mouth sucked long and hard, refusing to stop until he physically could not move. You sucked loudly on his thick cock, coating him with your saliva, your mouth slipping easily up and down his shaft. Between your fervent actions below him and the unexpected confession you just made it did not take Jungkook much longer at all until he was grabbing what he could of your hair and thrusting upward into your mouth, profanities mixed with terms of endearment spewing from his lips as he reached a peak of ecstasy he hadn’t thought existed.

Your hands moved quicker as you felt him ride out his climax, you sucked him off until every last drop of his hot release filled your mouth and slid down the back of your throat before pulling away from his spent cock, licking your lips. He was out of breath and gasping for air when you glanced up at him and warily he reached a hand forward for you to come closer to him. “Y/N, I’m sorr-” he rasped, and you shushed him from the side of the bed.

“You should get some rest” You said sweetly as you gathered yourself together and headed for the door. You left without a goodbye and Jungkook would have been on your heels in a second if only he could feel the lower half of his body.

The next morning you woke up with a mind numbing headache and a series of missed calls and voicemail from Jungkook all starting with him wondering if you’d gotten home okay and ending with an apology for the way he acted the night before. Just as you were about to toss your phone back over to your nightstand it began to buzz and Jungkook’s name popped up on the screen.

“Yes?” You muttered and placed the receiver to your ear.

“Y/N? Oh good I was so worried you didn’t make it back to your dorm last night,” Jungkook answered, sounding relieved.

“If you were so worried why didn’t you walk me back?”

“I wanted to but you kind of, heh, drained the life from me last night, baby.”

“What are you talking about?”

Jungkook paused for a second then started speaking again “Last night,” He repeated with emphasis.

“You were all jealous and gave me the best blowjob I’ve ever had…. I’m getting excited just thinking about it to be honest.”

“Me? Blowjob?” You asked as if you had no idea what he meant “Oh sweetheart I was so drunk last night I don’t even remember most of what happened. Are you sure that was me?”

“What.. Y/N, yes I’m sure it was you who else would I let-”

“I don’t know sweetie but when you figure it out you let me know okay?”

You hung up the phone just to confuse him even further and snuggled back into bed, allowing the sound of your phone buzzing to lull you back to sleep. Of course, you remembered everything that happened last night, but you weren’t about to let Jungkook off the hook that easily. Hopefully, your little mind game would make him think twice about his actions in the future.

Any feeling of triumph you had been feeling prior to hanging up on Jungkook had only withered away to sadness. Hour by hour rolled by and he did not call you back. You held on to some hope during the first hour but by now there was probably no chance of him calling back and upset you even more. He was the one that fucked up last night, the least he could do was call after you hung up.

With a deep pout adorning your lips and painful headache to match your melancholy mood, you finally rolled yourself out of bed and headed straight for your small kitchenette. It hurt to walk and the small strips of light that peeked through your blinds scalded your eyes with each step but you knew that you would feel no better if you didn’t at least try to get a nutritious meal down before it was too late.

Just as your hands touched the handle of your fridge, loud manic knocks echoed from the front door of your dorm room and you sighed. By the time you reached the door and got it open the knocking only got louder and you were already pissed off with whoever was on the other side. To your surprise, it was Jungkook; out of breath with plastic bags in his hands looking just like he’d run clear across the college campus to reach your front door.

“What are you doing here?” You asked coolly, concealing the fact that you were actually happy to see him like always.

“You’ve been talking nonsense all morning, I needed to know you’re okay. I ran all the way over here after my morning lecture,” Jungkook answered.

“Well. I’m okay, you can leave now.”

You moved to close the door but Jungkook’s free hand gripped the outer edge and stopped you from closing it completely.

“Don’t shut me out, Y/N,” Jungkook said through clenched teeth “I know you’re mad about last night but you can’t just ignore me forever.”

You kissed your teeth and stepped to the side, allowing your boyfriend to pass you and close the door behind himself. You watched him silently as he comfortably pushed his shoes off, left them by the front door and headed straight for your kitchen to unload the contents of the bags he brought with him.

“What did you bring?” You asked, cautiously from the other side of your couch.

“Food,” He replied simply “I know you have a hangover and that you don’t have anything edible in you fridge. I’m gonna make you breakfast.”

“Hmm…” You hummed and toyed with the hem of the t-shirt you stole from him ages ago “Is that supposed to make up for you cheating on me last night?”

“Here we fucking go,” Jungkook muttered under his breath, taking a deep breath before looking directly in your direction. “I didn’t cheat on you, Y/N. You know that.”

“Maybe not in action but… there is no way you can justify dancing like that with someone Jungkook!” You groaned, slammed your fists against the cushions “Maybe you don’t see anything wrong with that but I do and…” You bit down on your trembling lip for a few seconds before attempting to speak again “I’ve been thinking about this for a while now and last night just put things in perspective for me. We should break up.”

Those four words made Jungkook freeze in his movements and look over at you like you had spontaneously grown an extra arm. Astonished, incredulous and undeniably hurt. You could read all these emotions on Jungkook’s face as he moved toward you, but you weren’t backing down.

“You don’t mean that Y/N” He said, whispered almost, as he came to a halt at the other side of the couch.

“I do. If you can’t understand why seeing you like that with someone else would hurt me then we have nothing else to talk about.” Tears challenged the back of your eyes but you refused to let them fall, “And, I don’t want you to think this is just about last night. This has been years in the making Jungkook. Years of you taking my feelings and stepping all over them like they mean nothing to you. I don’t what’s been keeping you around but I want to let you go so feel free to-”

“I love you!” Jungkook roared, not allowing you to continue your verbal lashing “That’s what’s keeping me here Y/N, I love you. I don’t know how many times I have to tell you that before you believe me!”

“You have to show me Jungkook,” Your words weren’t quite as loud, and they caught in your throat as you failed to push back the flow of tears that gushed forth, stinging your eyes and wetting your dry cheeks. “It doesn’t matter how many times you say you love me if I don’t feel that love.”

Jungkook turned away from you, possibly to hide the redness in his eyes that betrayed his stunned silence. And you allowed yourself to crumble now that you were no longer under his serious gaze. You didn’t really want to break up with him, because you did love him. Despite how much he had hurt you in the past you still loved Jungkook for everything that he was but you didn’t see any other way to get past this. He didn’t seem to think he was doing anything wrong and you couldn’t continue to pretend as if your feelings didn’t matter.

“I know I don’t fucking deserve you-” Jungkook’s sudden statement startled you, he was still facing away from you but you could hear the slight warble in his voice that made it sound like he was holding back tears. “I never have, and I don’t know if there’s anything I can do to start being a good enough person to deserve to be loved by you. You are so much better than I am, and I know that. I always have.” He paused, then continued, speaking through the tears streaming down his face, his voice rasping and breaking over the words. “But I promise… baby, I promise I will spend the rest of my life trying to be better for you,” he gasped, finally spinning to face you, and crossing the couch to close the space that separated you from him. His shoulders shaking as his knees hit the floor in front of your feet. “I’m sorry,” he muttered, burying his face against your thighs and wrapping his arms around your legs. “I’m so sorry Y/N, please don’t do this.”

You looked down at Jungkook. Feeling an inexpressible and possibly inappropriate sense of pride swell within your heart as he crumbled at your feet. This wasn’t exactly what you wanted, if you were being honest, to see him lose himself so quickly at just the mention of breaking up. However, it was more emotion than he’d ever shown you in all the years you’ve been together and that made you falter in your decision.

“Jungkook-ah…” You mumbled burying your hands in his hair, hoping to get his attention. He looked up at you and the tears still sparkling in the corners of his eyes made you tear up again and gesture for him to get up. “Get up. I can’t talk to you like this.”

“I really am sorry,” Jungkook whispered as he rose to his feet, tentative arms reaching forward to pull you close to him and you allowed it. “Not only for last night but every time I’ve ever made you feel like second place.” He reached down to grab one of your hands and placed it against his chest, directly over his frantic and erratic heartbeat. “No one else can ever make me feel like this, only you. I’m a terrible boyfriend but I want to be better for you.”

He finished his words by resting his forehead against your own then wrapping his brawny arms tightly around your body and in that moment you felt complete. Whole again, as if he had put all the pieces of your heart back together with a few simple words. You knew you would never truly let him go; you were in too deep and had fallen too hard for him to ever honestly entertain the idea of being without him. You enveloped your arms around Jungkook’s neck and deeply inhaled his scent, a heady mix of citrus and sage that never failed to make you smile.

“This is your first strike y’know?” You muttered against his skin “You only have two more chances, then you have to marry me.”

Jungkook snorted but didn’t move from his position, still holding onto you as if you would slip through his fingers if he let go, “You’re too easy on me Y/N.”

“Maybe I am…” You sighed and pulled you head back, nudging your shoulder up so that Jungkook would raise his head to meet your eyes “But sometimes you’re worth it.”

He hugged you tightly again, pulling you as close to his body as you could get. With, a slight smile you leaned forward to brush your lips against his. He was patient and made no move to start anything. Slowly, you kissed him once, twice, three times. On the third time, you licked his bottom lip, and he parted his lips for your tongue to invade his space. What had started out gentle and sweet quickly became passionate and wet. His hand slid into your tightly coiled hair and gave it a gentle tug while your tongues slid past each other. You whimpered, and he sucked your lips into his mouth before kissing you again.

Without saying a word you hastily pushed Jungkook’s jacket off his shoulders and pulled him toward your bedroom. You knocked over lamps and nearly stumbled over furniture along the way because neither of you could see where you were going. His lips never left yours and after a bit of trial and error you finally got the door that led to your bedroom open and you wasted no time before attempting to pull articles of clothing off Jungkook’s body. It had only been a few days, but you missed the feeling of having hands all over your body. He stopped you, however, as you reached the zipper of his jeans.

“I want to taste you first. Ride my face.” He said, answering a question you hadn’t asked yet, and you were happy to oblige. You discard the shorts you were wearing and crawled over Jungkook as he moved to lie down on your bed before pulling you over his face. There was never an angle that Jungkook didn’t look good in but you had to admit this was your favourite. He pulled your hips down so that his mouth could reach your soaking cunt with ease. The first lick had your eyes rolling back, and you wondered exactly when you became so easy to please.  

“Oh, fuck that feels good, Jeon” You moaned as he devoured you from below.

You glanced at him pleasuring you like an expert. He gave your slick pearl the most attention, knowing that you were most sensitive in that area and he aimed to have you screaming before he was done. Jungkook knew every inch of your body and just where you enjoyed being touched, just how much this position turned you on as much as it did him. Your hips bucked forward as you ground into his face. His arms wrapped around your thighs holding you in place and preventing you from moving away from his mouth.

Your thoughts clouded as the pleasure from his mouth began taking over and you could feel relief coming. The way you writhed against his hold showed Jungkook that you was getting close and he smirked from beneath you. He wrapped his lips around your clit for one final hard suck and that was it.

“Jungkook, oh my God,” you cried. “Oh, God, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” You continued to beg him and while his tongue flitted back and forth over your clit. Your eyes screwed shut, your back arched forward, and you pressed your thighs against his head so tight that he would have needed a crowbar to escape.

You shouted his name, not caring who you woke up or who heard you falling to pieces at Jungkook’s hands. Your orgasm seemed to go on for minutes and your cries only stopped when the pleasure faded and was replaced with a weightlessness that you could only describe as ecstasy. You slowly relaxed and allowed your thighs to release stranglehold they had on Jungkook’s head. He moved you off his face and dropped you on the bed beside him; he grinned at you with lips covered in your essence and you quivered for him all over again. You moved to straddle his body once more, but he held you back.

“No, I want this to be all about you, baby. Let me do all the work.” Jungkook said as pushed his jeans and boxers off and moved above you.

He pulled your legs around his waist and positioned himself at your entrance before looking up at you. He stared deeply into your eyes the entire he slid into you, maintaining eye contact until he was in you up to his hilt. Once he was fully seated inside your walls, he kissed your forehead before pulling out entirely only to push back into you. He continued this torturous action, taking his time to thrust into at a glacial pace making sure that he hit the spot that made your toes curl under each time he pushed forward.

“God Y/N, you feel so fucking good wrapped around me.” Jungkook moaned with each deep thrust of his hips.

You moaned in response, unable to answer him with words and his pace sped up, making you dig your nails into his back. You were getting close again, and you knew Jungkook was too. The evidence was written all over his face especially in the way he squared his jaw off as if he was about to fight someone. He was about to come.

“Come with me Jungkookie, please….” You panted against his ear.

“Yes, baby.” His lips quickly found yours and he kissed you passionately as he continued to pound into you. The kiss took over your sense so much that you barely noticed your second orgasm ripple through your body until you felt him twitch inside of you. You felt him come inside of you, filling you up and you were grateful that you never missed a day with your birth control.

Jungkook pulled out of you and crashed onto the sheets beside you,  pulling you close to his body. He kissed your cheek and cuddled into your neck.

“I really love you ya know…” He whispered softly, refusing to make eye contact with you.

You smiled and turned your head to the side, pressing your lips to his sweaty forehead.

“I know. I love you too, Jungkook.”

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Unpredictable | VMIN

summary: vmin’s temwork is legendary

part of the EXPECTATION! oneshot collection.

pairing: jimin x reader x taehyung genre: pwp(smut) words: 3.1k warning: smut, fwb(?), threesome, unrealistic sex tbh, oral (m+f), after care (the barest amount), unprotected sex, double penetration, anal, mentions of alcohol. a/n: yeah idk what this is but...i wrote it and now you guys have to deal with it too lmao.

You let out a gasp as they gently push you onto your back. Taehyung and Jimin both follow you into Taehyung’s bedroom like wolves stalking their prey. Your gasp turns into soft moans as they bombard your body with kisses from every direction. Anticipation fills your body as you think of what’s about to happen between the three of you. You had been friends, plus more, with both of them for long enough to know that they could definitely hold their own in a one-on-one session, but there was something almost magical about how well they worked together.

Kneeling at the end of the bed, Jimin pressed butterfly kisses on each of your feet, sending tingles throughout your body.

Just inches above, Taehyung nipped at your stomach, smirking when goosebumps started to appear after every flick of his tongue. Your back arches, causing your torso to rise off the bed just slightly and he leaned over you, his hands on either side of your torso.

You tensed when Jimin moved onto one of your legs, leisurely leaving a trail of kisses from your ankle up to your inner thigh. For a brief second you think he’s going to move onto the sensitive flesh at the apex of your thighs, but he pulls away and reroutes his attention to your other leg. Your eyes briefly meet and when you see the smug look on his angelic face, you know he plans on torturing you tonight.

Taehyung inflicts his own form of torture when his mouth moves to the valley of skin between your breasts, purposely avoiding kissing your actual  breasts, before delicately kissing your collarbone. He finds a home there, biting and licking your skin until he pulled back and pressed a kiss to your lips and then your neck. 

You realize at that moment that they must planned this. Some sick kind of payback for leaving them horny and frustrated when you decided to spend the night entertaining the flirtations of a group of boys that weren’t the two of them. You weren’t really surprised; they always got like this when you made them jealous. You would be lying if you didn’t admit that you enjoyed it when they did.

Despite the pleasure pulsing through your body, you somehow managed to use one hand to grip Jimin’s hair while using the other to grab Taehyung’s darker locks. You give them both a tug and immediately two sets of intense eyes are staring up at you.

“What’s wrong?” Taehyung is the first to speak, that trademark smirk on his face.

“You two are doing this because I didn’t give you enough attention when we went out?” You arch an eyebrow at them.

"We have no idea what you’re talking about, do we Tae Tae?.” Jimin protested, throwing an innocent glance to Taehyung as he stroked your inner thigh.

“I think you do.” You answer.

“Looks like our girl is feeling guilty for leaving us, Jiminie.” Taehyung teased and shifted his body so that he was beside you.

“Yeah she is. Maybe she regrets ignoring us all night after all.” Jimin grinned at his friend and moved to occupy the space on your other side.

“I told both of you I didn’t want to go out and yet you forced me. You got exactly what you deserved.” You glanced back and forth between them.

“What do you think, Jimin? Should we give her what you wants?”

“I don’t know, I think it would be better if she felt a hint of what we were feeling first.”

You roll your eyes when they share a wicked grin, only to gasp happily when they both dive for a breast at the same time. Your nipples harden as they suck on the dark brown buds and send a surge of pleasure to each mound. You feels herself grow wetter when their erections press into your thighs and you subconsciously spread you legs, hoping one of them will put your out of your misery.

Neither of them do, instead Jimin lets go of your breast and moved down so his head was between your legs. Though it isn’t exactly what you had been hoping for, Jimin eating you out is the very next best thing.

As Jimin devours your pussy, licking and lapping at your tender flesh, You glance at Taehyung silently watching you inhale with laboured breaths.

 “Are you just going to watch or are you going to come up here?”

Taehyung responded by kissing you heatedly, his tongue tangling with yours. You moan into his mouth when Jimin latches onto your clit and sucks on it repeatedly. Once again Taehyung grabs one of your breasts and your kiss grows even wilder until you pull away to catch your breath.

You give him a pointed look and Taehyung immediately knows exactly what you want. He moved quickly so he was kneeling in front of your face and maneuvered himself so his cock is above your head, grunting when you grab his ass with one hand and wrap your mouth around him.

“Oh, Fuck...” Taehyung growls as his back arched and his eyes roll beneath his lids. It didn’t matter how many times you gave him head, it always feels like the first time every time you wrap your lips around him. The possessive part of him always wondered how you got to be so good at it, how many men before him got to experience your heavenly mouth but the rest of him was just glad that he and Jimin were the only ones enjoying your oral skills these days.

You have to shut your eyes as well when Jimin’s lips move up and down your slit before lapping up the arousal that dripped from you. He snarled, sending vibrations through your inner walls and you tighten your thighs around his head. Jimin continued to lick, kiss, and lap up your wetness, gradually finding his way to that certain spot he knew would make you erupt.

Higher on the bed, You deep throat Taehyung, using your hand to cup his balls. Wanting him riled up, You pull up until your mouth his only wrapped around the tip of him before taking him fully into your mouth again. You do this several times, enjoying the growls and grunts that fell from his mouth.

You let out a loud moan of your own when Jimin hits the spot that sends sparks dancing behind your eyelids and you are pushed over the edge, climaxing hard against his face. Your moans send vibrations to Taehyung’s cock and he feels his balls clench tightly just before he comes as well, his release spilling into your mouth and down your throat.

Once he comes down from his high Taehyung collapsed next to you, a toothy grin on his face.

Jimin pressed one more kiss to your folds before he crawled up your body and pressed a kiss to your neck. Despite your recent orgasm, you find that you feel just as hot as you had been before they got started.

“Can you take me now  or do you need more time?” He asks softly. Jimin was always so caring and emphatic, as much as he wanted you, he was willing to wait for you to be ready again if you needed him to.

“I can take you to heaven and back Ji,” You replied just as softly, touched by how considerate he was. Both of them were actually, which had surprised you initially, considering their reputations. But you quickly learned that they were both more than eager to please when it came to you.

“Okay.” Jimin smiled before pushing himself deep inside of you. He paused for a moment, wanting to savour the feeling of you two joined together. After a while he moves cautiously, pumping in and out of you at a steady pace.

“Oh...” You moan when your eyes meet and you see the passion burning behind them. Never one just to spectate, you move your hips against his, making sure your bodies brush against each other every time they met. Wanting him deeper inside of you, you hook your legs around his back and exhaled with relief when his cock was buried inside you.

Jimin grunted every time he thrust into you and your inner walls clenched tighter around him. Soon it became more difficult for him to push inside of you and he knew it wouldn’t be long before you came.

You moan in time to his grunts, their pace growing faster and faster. With a gentle finger you turn his face so he was looking down at you and wrapped your arms around his neck to drag him down for a passionate kiss, unable to resist the siren call of his pillow soft lips. Jimin return it eagerly until you pulled back for air. Your head fell back when Jimin bucked up inside of you, going even deeper than he had been before.

When your eyes meet again you’re almost taken aback by the emotion you saw in them.

“You feel so good, Y/N. I can never get enough of you.” He whispered as his hips moved faster and harder.

“I’ll never get enough of you either,” You respond just before your climax hits. “Jimin!” You cried, your hot walls clenching tight around his probing shaft as he thrust inside you hard and quick, expertly claiming your body as his. 

A few more thrusts was all it took for Jimin to fly over edge with with you, spilling himself deep inside of you. Once your breath leveled out Jimin pulled out of you before rolling back onto his side of the bed. Before You had a chance to catch your breath, Taehyung moved between your legs and plunged inside of you, replacing Jimin. “It’s my turn now.”

Unlike Jimin’s more leisurely pace, Taehyung did the opposite and slammed into you frantically. You latched onto him and hissed blissfully, loving this side of him no matter how much it stung. The feeling of him rutting inside you was well worth the momentary pain, and you were mostly used to this by now. In fact, the last time the three of you had been together, Jimin was the more frantic one while Taehyung took his time, it pleased you that sex with them was anything short of predictable.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and he pushed deeper inside of you. His pace was fast, much faster than Jimin’s and he was happy that the familiarity you two enjoyed allowed him to be rough with you at times.

His pace became so frenzied that it covered his body with both your and his own sweat. He moved a hand down to your clit and stroked, smirking when you twitched against him. You braced yourself as another orgasm crept closer and closer, your walls quivering and clamping tightly around Taehyung’s shaft.

“Y/N!” He yelled out his nickname for you as he came and your walls milked him dry.

“Uhhh…huh…” You whined into the darkness, and curled your toes upwards. “Yess!” You rasped, and snapping your eyes shut, your chest heaving with strained breaths as the spring that had coiled within you released and your pent up juices coursed freely down both of your legs. You writhed; your thighs quivering as your walls squeezed tight around his thick shaft, holding him deep inside you while you rode out your hot orgasm.

“I like it when you two get jealous” You giggled and stroked Jimin’s cheek while brushing back a few dark locks from Taehyung’s forehead.

“We know.” Jimin admitted with a nod.

“And that’s why we came up with the plan to get you as aroused as possible the moment we got you back home.” Taehyung revealed with small smile.

“Seriously? That’s what you two were thinking about while you were brooding in the corner?” You asked, slightly indignant as you shifted underneath Taehyung’s body.

“Yeah,” Jimin shrugged as he pressed a kiss to your wrist. “You knew what you were doing. Letting all those sleazy men buy you drinks and whisper in your ear.” Jimin’s lips twitched with anger just slightly while he spoke.

“And you know how much we hate that. Don’t you , Y/N?” Taehyung stroked your breast, groaning when your walls tightened around him.

“I might have an inkling.” Turned on, You stretched your arms above your head and gazed up at both men lustily. “So what do you plan to do with me now?”

You frowned when Taehyung pulled out of you and rolled onto his back.

Jimin shifted to his knees and pulled you onto his lap so that his erection was pressed against your thigh, somehow still aroused. You grumbled with frustration when he did nothing but smile at you and then glance at Taehyung over your shoulder. You could hear the younger man fumbling around with something behind you, though Jimin kept your attention on him so that you didn’t turn around to look. The sound of a bottle being capped made your eyebrow jump upward and Jimin pressed a gentle kiss to your lips before you had the chance to ask what they were planning.

“Are you ready, Tae?” He mumbled against your skin and looked behind you once more, the sadistic grin on his lips making your legs tremble with anticipation. When the pad of Taehyung’s thumb gently slots between your ass cheeks to softly caress the skin of your perineum, spreading a salve of cool lube against you, you know exactly what they’re planning.

“Yeah.”

Almost as if they practiced, Jimin slowly lowered you down until Taehyung’s cock was pressed against the opening of your ass. You gasped loudly and immediately tensed up as he slowly entered you, his intrusion eased by the healthy amount of lube spread over his cock.

“Relax for me baby,”Taehyung whispered in a sultry voice against your skin. Inch by inch he  carefully pushed himself in, until you finally relaxed against him. Once he was fully seated inside of you, you moaned softly loving the fill of him snug inside of you. After giving you a few moments to acclimate to the familiar but undoubtedly shocking sensation, Jimin gently pushed you back until Taehyung wrapped his arms around from behind you so your back was resting against his chest as much as it could. The moment you're situated, Jimin in front of you, his face hovering mere centimetres above your lips.

You tremble the moment you realize you’re pressed between your two best friends, friends that were devoted to you in every possible way. Your legs spread and you welcome the feeling of Jimin thrusting inside you once more. You always felt the most complete at moments like this, like the three of you were connected in a way no one else could understand.

A loud moan tumbled from your lips when both men started to move. They moved slowly, obviously showing concern for any discomfort you might have been feeling and while you appreciated the consideration this wasn’t your first time at the rodeo and their careful movements soon grew to not be enough for you. “Harder,” You plead breathlessly.

Immediately both men start to move faster, moving their hips against your in a coordinated rhythm.

“Oh fuck!” you whimper as you pull Jimin tighter to your chest.

"That's it, Y/N." Jimin sighed as Taehyung pushed in and out of you, feeling every push because of the section of flesh that separated them.

The more they moved, the louder you moaned, you could already feel you skin beginning to become marked and two pairs of hands groped and moved over your body but you didn't care. The pleasure you were feeling at that moment was more than worth it. Your body begin to tense and the coiling feeling deep within your center grow impossibly tight, causing you to reach forward for Jimin’s hair and backward to grab onto Taehyung's bicep to hold on for dear life, a tell tale sign that you were barreling towards your third orgasm of the night “I-I’m comi-” You muttered, barely able to force the words out of her throat before your head spun round and round and your gaze locked onto the ceiling of Taehyung’s bedroom as you felt yourself become undone. You felt like you were floating, but somehow grounded at the same time. A deep, body-shuddering tingle resided between your legs.

First Taehyung, then Jimin followed suit, releasing themselves into you and filling you to the brim before they finally came down from their highs. Jimin was the first to move, pulling away from your body and once again falling back onto his side of the bed. Taehyung is the next to come back to reality and much like his counterpart he carefully he lifts you off his cock and places you between himself and Jimin before lying down in his own spot.

You were the last to open your eyes or move, still exhausted after everything that’s happened tonight. You shift slightly and winced, immediately regretting that action and drawing the attention of the men on your sides.

Without giving you a chance to say no, both men get up and disappear into the apartment, searching to make some attempt to alleviate your pain. Jimin was the first to return with a small warm towel to wipe down your tired and sensitive flesh, once he’s finished Taehyung was kneeling next to you and motioning for you to lift your arms so that he could dress you in one of his over sized sweatshirts. One he knew you enjoyed wearing.

 “Thanks.” You smiled at them.

“You’re welcome.” They reply simultaneously.

They return your smile and return to encompass your body. You rest your head on Jimin’s chest, your lips curling further upward when he wraps his arm around your waist and strokes your back. Taehyung sidled up next to you and spooned against your back, gently kissing your neck and shoulders all the while whispering sweet words of how perfect you were to both of them in your ear. Your lips parted to respond and reciprocate all of Taehyung’s kinds compliments but Jimin pressed a gentle finger to the cleft of your lips before you had the chance. 

“Shh, get some rest, we took a lot out of you.” He advised and placed his palm against your chin “You can tell us how great we are in the morning, preferably with breakfast.” He giggled and honestly wish you had the energy to argue with him. But you didn’t and it only took seconds for you to lose the battle your were fighting against sleep, drifting off into serene unconsciousness with your favourite boys covering over your body.

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Red Lips: Love Galore | JK (m)

summary: “Red Lips Always Lie.”  Jungkook was the type of guy your parents always warned you about. Handsome, charming and not to be trusted.

pairing: Jungkook  x Named!Reader genre: angst, smut words: 4.5k chapters: o1| o2| warning: fuccboi!jungkook, smut, black!reader, dirty talk, honestly its just pure filthy, over-stimulation, public sex, bathroom sex, barely a plot, like honestly just a thread of plot, angst, a/n: i am a fool. I accidentally deleted my blog so this is me re-uploading EVERYTHING.

Month Two:  Love Galore Should've never gave you my number I did it with you Should've never let you hit it I split it with you I regret it

Despite the reassurance of her friends, Baby was not, in fact, loving the bar they had settled on occupying for the night. The live band was annoying her, the hordes of seemingly hipster fans they drew in for the night were less that amiable and apparently all of them were freakishly tall; judging by the amount of times she’d been elbowed in the back of her head without even a small apology. A complaint was ever present on the tip of her tongue from the moment they entered the building but she held back for the sole fact that her closest friend, the birthday girl, seemed to be enjoying herself.

That could just be due to the fact that June was a more content person than Baby. She was laid back, easygoing and even if she wasn’t having the best time, there was no way you’d be able to tell just by looking at her face, especially not now while she laughed loudly, all 32 of her pearly white teeth gleaming, at something someone’s date had said along with the rest of the group.

Baby sniffed, adjusting her top and bringing a bottle of beer to her mouth. She hadn’t really been paying attention to anything anyone was saying, her attention focused solely on watching her watch and counting the hours that had passed since Jungkook said he was on his way. For that past month and a half they had been seeing each other pretty regularly. ‘Seeing’ meaning that they spent the better part of every weekend locked up in her apartment or Jungkook’s taking turns making each other orgasm until exhaustion overtook them.

They’d watch movies, talk (mostly about Baby) and sometimes order takeout but the night always ended the same basic way; with Baby face down in a mattress, struggling to keep her back arched as Jungkook took her from behind with no mercy. Then once they were both satisfied he would leave, or she would go home and wait for the routine to begin again the following weekend. It was uncomplicated and exactly what Baby thought she needed. Though honestly, the lack of depth was beginning to eat away at her. As hard as Baby's wished she could be she knew she was a softy at heart who craved attention and concern, so having Jungkook actually show up with her tonight was kind of a big deal.

Her friends still hadn’t met him, despite the amount of time she spent talking about him. Whenever she invited him out with her, there was always something else that came up. He had to work late, or deal with a family emergency or sudden illness that rendered him incapable of leaving his apartment. The excuses upset Baby at the moment but he always seemed to find a way to remedy her anger by showing up at her apartment later in the night. All pressing excuses suddenly resolved for the remainder of the time it took for him to get himself off then, almost magically, the excuses popped up again whenever Baby made the rookie decision of asking if he was staying for the night or attempting to cuddle against him once they were both sated and out of breath.

Baby flinched and immediately reached for her cellphone when Jungkook’s text message came in, fighting to urge to roll her eyes at him asking her to meet him outside without actually SAYING ‘come outside’. She stood to her feet anyway and tried to hide the excitement in her voice when she announced to the table of her peers that she would “Be right back.”

“So when are we going to tell her to stop messing with this dude? Before or after she’s so dickmatized she lets him move in?” June, the birthday girl perked up once Baby was out of earshot.

“If we’re trying to prevent her being dickmatized, I think it’s too late,” Demi chimed in from across the table “We all know the signs and Baby is beyond help.”

“They've been together for, what? A month? No dick is that good” Lisa grumbled into drink. 

“You'd be surprised” June countered, looking forlornly at the entrance of the bar “.... You'd be surprised… “

In Front. 

“Jungkook!” Baby waved as she jogged a few feet down the block “I didn't think you'd make it-”

She never quite got to finish her sentence, the second Baby was within arms reach Jungkook's hands were all over. His burly arms snaked around her waist and pulled her flush against his body. Before she had a chance to question his actions, soft red lips were on hers in the few seconds it took Baby to raise her head. Passionate and unyielding, his kiss engulfed Baby, giving her no choice but to relent and match his efforts. Her arms wrapped around his torso and held him close to her in a vice grip, she could feel him smile against her lips then smooth both his hands down her back until they were both gripping her ass and kneading the plump flesh there as if she were nothing more than a piece of clay.

In a sense she mostly was, each time he put his hands to work on her body Baby became like putty in his grasp. She felt his lips pull back from her own and almost found herself frowning at their absence until she felt him dip down and suction her neck in the exact spot that made her toes curl. Her fingernails pushed into his back and Baby's eyes flew open wide when she felt his right hand move from her ass to grabbing her upper thigh and then vanishing under the hem of her skirt to stroke her from behind.

Immediately Baby put her hands against his chest and pushed him backwards. Or, she attempted to. He was six feet of solid muscle compared to Baby's shorter, much less toned frame so all her push managed to do was make him stop attempting to push her thighs apart further.

"Um...so Hi?" Baby croaked out once she'd managed to move his hands.

"Hey Baby…I missed you" Jungkook replied and moved forward to kiss her again. Baby stopped him this time, pressing her finger against his lips and guided his head backwards.

"So, Maybe you're confused, but I didn't ask to come out with me so you could finger me outside the club!" Baby complained a hushed whisper and attempted to move away but Jungkook's grip on her remained steady.

"C'mon, no one is even paying attention to us" He whispered back and placed another kiss along her jaw. Baby looked to her left and then right and groaned softly when she noticed that he wasn't wrong. There was hardly anyone on the sidewalk and the doorman who kept guard over the entrance seemed to have conveniently disappeared. 

"That's not the point," Baby retorted taking a step back when Jungkook's hold on her waist went slack "I want you to meet my friends, I wanted to have some fun with you outside of a bedroom for once."

Jungkook snickered and shrugged, allowing Baby to loop her arm around his bicep and pull him forward. It seemed like you were having fun already," he grinned and quirked an eyebrow upwards as he brought a glistening finger up to his mouth, humming with delight when he sealed his lips around the digit.

"You're digust- !" Baby exclaimed as she attempted to drag him forward, ignoring the jolt of electricity strike down her spine when he only laughed and smacked his palm harshly against her ass when she moved in front of him.

Baby could hardly contain the pleased grin that spread across her face as she led Jungkook back inside the building. She caught the attention of her friends when they were a few feet from their table, their eyes drifted from Baby to her arm linked with Jungkook then upwards to Jungkook then back down to Baby again.

"So Guys..." Baby practically gushed when they were seated again "This is Jungkook! Jungkook This Is Lisa, Demi, And June - She’s the birthday girl." Baby announced and pointed towards them respectively as she said each of their names. Her excitement was palpable and not nearly as reciprocated on either end. Jungkook was the first to offer a short "’Sup, Happy Birthday" His lips curling up into a playful smile that made Baby's friends grimace slightly. It was a smile they had all seen at one point in their lives and recognized all too well. 

June finally broke the silence and extended her hand forward, encouraging the other two to follow her example. “Thanks. Its nice to finally meet the famous Jungkook, am I saying that right? Juunngkook?” June was slightly tipsy but not drunk enough to cause her words to slur and Baby cringed inside knowing that she was probably stressing his name purposefully. Though Jungkook seemed to take it in stride, chuckling softly at the unnecessary syllables added to his name.

“Yeah that’s close enough, Juuune” he replied with a sly smirk before smacking his palms against the surface of the table and tapping rhythmically. “Since it’s your birthday, how about a round of shots on me?” He didn’t wait for an answer before pushing back from his seat and made eye contact with Baby, jerking his head in the direction of the bar. 

“I’m, uh gonna help him with the glasses” Baby said with a soft smile as she trailed behind him and eventually caught up. Once she reached the Jungkook was already seated with two large shot glasses in his hands. 

“Baby! Do a shot with me,” 

"This looks like more than just one" Baby noted with a grin but took the glass anyway.

"It's a double, I thought you wanted to have fun tonight?" Jungkook asked with a toothy grin before clinking their glasses together and counting backwards from 3. Baby immediately threw her head back on the count of one and puckered her entire face as the alcohol burned down her throat. It took a few seconds for her to open her eyes again and notice that Jungkook's glass was still completely full.

"Jungkook, what the hell!" She complained and playfully tapped his shoulder. "Why buy a shot if you're not going to drink it?"

"I'm going to…" He replied with an indecipherable smile "But I wanna do something first, move your hair outta the way."

"Baby raised an eyebrow at first but eventually did what she was asked, grabbing a large clump of her hair and moving it to the opposite side of her neck. It wasn't until she noticed him coaxing a wedge of lime between her lips that Baby fully understood what was happening. She scoffed a small laugh when Jungkook asked her to close her eyes but did it anyway and flinched slightly when the familiar feeling of his tongue against her neck hit her. He licked a stripe up the side of her neck then gingerly sprinkled a waterfall of salt over the slick area.

"You ready?" Jungkook asked in a seductive whisper and Baby felt his arms pull her closer so that she was slotted between his open legs.

"It's  just a body shot Jungkook, why are you so dramatic?" Baby giggled, her eyes still shut. She blindly reached forward until she could feel his shoulders to rest her hands.

Tension bubbled up and compounded with every second that passed, Jungkook's free hand smoothly moved over her thighs then across her stomach until finally settling on her hips. Heat emanated off his skin making Baby feel oddly suffocated as she felt him move closer, his nose moving slowly up and down against her pulse exhaling warm breath over her throat before placing a few tentative licks on her skin. Then suddenly he pressed his tongue flat against the area of her neck that was covered with salt. His lips attached to the sliver of skin just underneath her earlobe, he suckled gently wrapped his arm completely around Baby's hips to press their lower bodies flush against each other.

Baby whimpered as she felt the capillaries under her skin burst when he detached his lips. In one fluid motion Jungkook swallowed the clear liquid and immediately moved forward to retrieve the lime from Baby's lips. He wrapped his lips around the green fruit slowly, applying pressure and slurping the small amount of juice that tempted to fall from her lips. Their lips barely touched and Baby found herself gripping Jungkook's shoulders tighter the more he sucked and brushed his lips against her own.

Soon the lime was forgotten, snatched from Baby's mouth and tossed into the empty shot glass beside them. Jungkook attacked Baby's lips and she tried not to smile too much as she found herself being pulled closer to Jungkook but she soon gave up that fight as his fingers trailed over her skin. Their lips melded together and Baby felt something stir in her that she was sure she’d never felt before. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she pulled him even closer until she found herself being lifted up slightly and turned so her back was pressed against the edge of the bar. It was slightly uncomfortable but Baby didn’t really seem to mind, if the way she grinned for a few seconds and returned to kissing Jungkook was any evidence.

Baby had never really been an extroverted person, she wasn't shy by any means but she preferred to keep to herself on most occasions. So doing something like this? Making out with someone right up against a bar surrounded by other people was not in her wheelhouse. She didn't know what it was but there was just something about Jungkook that made her want to take risks. Do things she never imagined she would do. Like ask him to press her against the nearest wall and take her right then. Which is something she was seriously considering.

Her mind cleared of the hazy fog once she felt Jungkook's hands maneuvering over her body then holding on to her ass just the way they were outside on the sidewalk. She could tell what he wanted so desperately to feel his hands on, well one of the areas. A possessive growl vibrated against her throat and shook her directly to her core making Baby moan gently in response arch her body more fully against Jungkook's teasing hands. “Touch me” she murmured against him and then kissed him again. 

Jungkook smiled against her lips and immediately responded by standing up and gently guiding Baby backwards until she felt her back hit a wall. They were somewhat secluded, in a corner just off from the bar where there wasn't much foot traffic. Jungkook wasted no time in obliging Baby's request by heisting her left leg high up on his waist and running his hand along the underside of her thigh. His hips instinctively flexed forward and they both groaned simultaneously as the bulge in his jeans pressed against Baby's core. Jungkook exhaled a shuddering breath against her cheek and Baby fought back the urge to reach for the zip of his jeans. 

Her ankle hooked around his leg instead, to keep it in place while his hand massaged it's way up the inside of her thighs. Baby's breath caught in her throat when she felt his hand tease the sensitive nub between her legs and she barely contained the moan that tickled the back of her throat as his lips moved against the skin of her neck. 

Her leg wrapped tightly around his waist once she felt the fabric of her thin underwear being pushed out of the way and Baby groaned against his lips. She was slightly worried about drawing attention to them but then his ring finger slid past her damp entrance and Baby moaned with urgency. She clawed at a few inches of hair at the back of his neck, roughly tugging and pulling him forward until he was snugly fitted into the space of her neck and clavicle. Wet kisses trailed over her flushed skin and Baby pressed both of her palms against the wall for a moment just to steady her stance when a second then third finger entered her and the pad of his thumb ground down harshly against her clit.

A gentle whimper tumbled from her lips at his tentative strokes which were then followed by a satisfied groan once his fingers began moving in earnest inside her. Her hips shot forward and took on a life of their own, gingerly rocking themselves up, down and in tight circles against his fingers. Baby was glad for the fact that she didn’t have to subtly direct him like she usually did with men who had little to no idea what they were doing. He knew exactly where and how to suck on her skin, how much pressure to apply, when to toy with her clit and when to assail her walls with his fingers. He played her like an instrument and despite her best efforts to last any longer, Baby knew it was futile. She was going to come. Hard. She gripped his hair tighter and her hips started to pump in time with his strokes of their own accord.

“SHIT, Jungkook” she whispered. “Oh, God, don’t stop. Please don’t stop." She continued to beg him while his fingers played with her velvet soft walls, his thumb applied more pressure to her clit, and that was the final straw. Baby's eyes slammed shut, her back arched off the pulsating walls of the club, and she wrapped her leg around his thigh even tighter. She shouted his name, not caring if anyone around them heard her falling to pieces at Jungkook's hands. She slowly released her stranglehold on Jungkook and her head rested against the concrete wall behind her, breathing heavily.

A ragged breath tore away from Jungkook's throat, his hand slamming forcefully against the wall next to Baby's head. He pressed his forehead against Baby's and guided her hips forward again, his erection firm and strained as he pressed himself into Baby once more. "God, I wanna fuck you so bad right now," He muttered on her lips, capturing them in another sloppy kiss. His hands tightening their grasp on her waist line "I need to be deep inside you, Baby please" Jungkook pleaded and Baby didn't have it in her heart to ignore his tortured gasps and the pained expression on his face. Her hands firmly clutched the sides of his neck and her thighs trembled when he rolled in his hips forward in a languid and tortuously slow stroke and freely moaned into her mouth.

"Bathroom, 10 minutes."

It took everything in Baby to back away and shuffle out of Jungkook's arms. The shot she took earlier was finally beginning to hit her bloodstream, making her grasp the edge of the bar to steady herself for a moment. Her legs were still far from stable and with every step Baby felt like her knees would buckle. After taking a few seconds to recoup she managed to get a round of shots ordered for her table, using Jungkook's tab and allowing one of the bartenders to deliver the tray along with a birthday message. She thought about going back to her friends, at the very least letting them know that she probably wasn't going to be coming back that night. As she took a step towards her table, Baby's phone buzzed in her back pocket; it was a photo of Jungkook shirtless, his jeans unzipped just enough to free his erection from its denim prison. His hand wrapped firmly around the base of his length and Baby groaned when she read the message attached: 'Please'.

She moved at a breakneck towards the bathroom and the second they were both behind closed doors Jungkook rested his hands on her waist pulled her lips to his and led her back further into the bathroom, deepening the kiss as they took each step. She wanted—needed— him to be inside her so badly that it actually hurt. Her body ached for him in ways that made Baby feel crazed. Once they finally made it against the furthest wall, he didn’t waste any time turning her around so Baby’s back was facing him. His hands ran up and down her bare legs and yanked her damp panties down her smooth legs before he slapped her ass hard, the smacking noise of his action bouncing off the bathroom walls. He stuck her ass out further to him and pushed her skirt up her waist as he guided his cock to her slick entrance, making Baby shiver as his engorged head pushed through her narrow lips, her breath caught in her throat as his cock sunk fully inside of her.

 “Jesus, why do you have such a nice pussy?” He breathed against her shoulder. He took a slow yet shaky breath, pulling his cock out from her cunt slowly one last time. He planted his feet firmly, digging his fingertips into her golden brown skin. He then began to pound his stiff length hard into her cunt, showing no mercy as usual. “You’re so fucking tight, Baby. So fucking good.” Jungkook groaned, tilting his head up to look at the ceiling.

His girth filled her completely, almost to the point of not fitting. “Uhh!” She cried out, her palms pressing tightly against the tiled walls of the bathroom, slowly winding her hips backwards with his as he began to thrust in and out. She chuckled breathlessly when his breath fanned over her shoulder “You like this tight pussy?” She moaned and whipped her head around to smirk at him, her deep brown tresses sweeping off her shoulder as she did.

“I fucking love this tight pussy,” Jungkook pressed his lips against her ear, gnawing at her earlobe tenderly. "I want to live in your walls Baby" He groaned vigorously driving his hips against her, continuing his hot assault on her soaked sex.  Every stroke made her walls tense, greedily trying to keep his slick pole nestled deep inside of her. Baby was sure that she’d have trouble walking properly after this encounter, but she’d live.  “Oh God…” She moaned, arching her back to take his every thrust  “Such a fucking fat cock…filling me up so good,” She whined, resting one of her hands on top of his as he continued to thrust into her.

Baby felt a small bubble of laughter almost slip out of his mouth when she whined about his cock. He licked his bottom lip, then grinned. He seized both of her hands and held them behind her back. “This fucking fat cock happens to enjoy filling you up so good, babygirl.” He kissed behind her ear. He clasped her hands together behind her with one hand as the other one slid down between her legs, pressing his fingers down on her swollen clit. His fingers rubbed quickly over the slippery nub, pounding his cock faster into her hot slit. "Cum when I tell you to" Jungkook growled against her skin.

Each dirty word he spoke made her hotter and wetter. She panted hard, trying to catch her breath between his forceful thrusts. As much as she second guessed her relationship with Jungkook , Baby could never deny that anyone else had made her this wet and turned on in a very long time. She wanted to deny it, but there was something about him…in some weird way he was becoming intoxicating to her. His voice, his  features, his incredible ability to fuck her senseless…she was almost disappointed that they were out instead of in one of their homes knowing that neither of them could go as wild as they wanted to. He was a perfect fit inside her. The soft sucking noises of his length pulling in and out of her lips was the sexiest thing she ever heard…next to his voice. 

As his hand travelled began fiercely rubbing her exposed clit Baby moaned loudly. She knew she wouldn't last much longer like this. Her eyelids slammed shut and Baby felt her knees begin to buckle beneath her as her walls began to constrict around him, pulsing. A simple instruction growled from above her broke her resolve to hold out any longer. “Cum for me, Baby” Jungkook demanded and Baby felt herself fly off the edge. As the heated seconds passed, the pulsing intensified until a fantastic sensation erupted inside of her. “Fuck!” She cried out, her head dropping back and her chestnut colored hair splaying over her shoulders as her walls spasmed hard, bathing Jungkook's probing length in a warm flood of her essence.

He latched his mouth to the gap of her neck and shoulder, sinking his teeth down into her overheated flesh, welcoming the rush of her sweet juices when she came. Despite her throbbing walls growing tight around his shaft, he kept on his fast-moving pace, bucking furiously between her legs. Baby flexed against his arms, trying desperately to free herself from the over-stimulation but it was futile. She groaned with a hoarse scream when she felt her walls spasm again and while she shook vigorously against his body Jungkook knew he was done for. “Shit!” He growled, stilling inside of the brown-skinned beauty. He gripped hard onto her hips, his cock trembling inside of her dripping cunt, spilling his release inside of her. Her pulsating walls still tightened around him, milking every last drop of his seed from his swollen tip, as a large satisfied smile emerged on his face. “Do you… do you wanna come back to my place tonight?” He asked, pulling back until he was no longer inside her. Choosing instead to encircle his arms around her waist. He buried his face in her neck and closed his eyes. Baby leaned back and rested her arms on top of his, using him for leverage as the bones in her legs felt like jelly.

"It's one in the morning Jungkook, I'm not taking a taxi all the way back to Harlem a couple of hours later" Baby sighed, reaching her arms backward to wrap her arms around his neck and Jungkook smirked, kissing the curve of her shoulder. He began a trail of soft kisses up from her shoulder to behind her ear.

"Then stay over, you're off tomorrow right?"

It was stupid; she knew it was but Baby couldn't stop herself from feeling elated at his very basic offer. It was the very first time he'd ever shown any interest in being with after they were done having sex. Obviously his offer was simply a prelude to them doing the same thing at his apartment once again but still.

It was a start.

Back at the table of friends June looked over to the other two girls and sighed. “She's not coming back is she?”

#bangtanarmynet #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook fic #jungkook smut #bts scenarios #bts smut #bts x woc #bngtanah #red lips #☆

[bngtanah]

I’m (not) With The Band. | o7

summary: Adrienne is an indie producer who is hired to help co-produce BTS’ next album alongside their resident producer; Suga. Despite the initial opposition on both ends, the pair spend time together, share a few stories, dreams and aspirations and begin to hit it off really well. Wrapped up in the whirlwind of late nights and heated disagreements and reconciliations, Min Yoongi and Adrienne Rolle find themselves growing closer and closer. One night they decide to cross the barrier between personal and professional and do their best make a relationship work against all odds.

pairing: idol!Yoongi  x OC

word count: 4.5k genre: drama, romance, smut(eventually)

chapters: prologue| o1| o2| o3| o4| o5| o6| o7| o8| o9| 10| 11|

warning: fluff, workplace relationship, slow burn, sexual attraction, ambw, developing relationship, light angst, making out.

a/n: hey. sup. it’s been forever lmao.

"No, no, I want there to be a subtle kind of...sexiness even without the lyrics"

"But I thought we agreed to go for a different feeling?"

"We did...then I changed my mind"

"So, I guess what I want doesn't matter?"

"For this song- no. No, it does not."

Yoongi wanted to be annoyed by her dismissal and deep down he mostly was, Andy was being unnecessarily difficult with the direction of their latest music-related venture, and although she had shot down nearly all of his ideas today, Yoongi still found himself bowing to her will instead of arguing with her like he usually would whenever she batted those big green eyes at him. He was fairly certain that she wasn't doing this on purpose, enticing him so that he would continue to remain entranced by her attractive features and intoxicating smile, even if she wasn't aware of what she was doing, the results were still the same. She already had him wrapped around her finger without even realizing it and Yoongi hated being so damn malleable. 

Today was another day off for the group but with the limited time and amount of preparation they still had to go through t in order to be ready to release their album on time, no one in the group had the luxury of lounging around doing nothing  like they had been doing the past few days. Everyone was either practicing, giving interviews or helping out with lyrics for the few songs that were already completed and approved leaving Andy and Yoongi alone in an empty dorm to get some actual work done. They opted out of working at the studio since it was already crowded with Namjoon, Jimin and Hoseok using the computer and mic, Yoongi knew that the dorm would be empty for most of the day, so it gave them a chance to work in peace.

"Look," Adrienne sighed and leaned back on her elbows, they were seated on Yoongi's bed and much closer than they needed to be "I'm sure whatever you're thinking is great but if you guys really want to go for a more mature image with this album you need a song like this. The kind of song that will give you the confidence to strip and give your boyfriend a lap dance even if you can't dance for shit." Adrienne exhaled sharply and glanced up at the ceiling, looking wistful. She wasn't looking at Yoongi, and she hadn't been since she started speaking, but if she was she probably would have noticed the way his eyes ping-ponged between the slight amount of cleavage peeking out of the top of her v-neck and her plump lips that curled into a seductive smile when she spoke that last sentence.

Something about the way she said the previous sentence, however, must’ve given too much of her desire away, because he froze when she exhaled, just to stare her down. When Adrienne finally did glance to the side she flinched slightly under his intense glare but didn't back away.

"Sorry, was that too much? I talk without thinking sometimes..."

"No... that's not-"

It seemed Yoongi hadn’t truly been paying attention to what she was saying before, but now he would have been hanging on her every word if she had the courage to say anything else, instead, they just stared at each other, neither one moving an inch until one of Adrienne's braids fell into her face and Yoongi raised his fingers and brushed the back of his knuckles across her cheek to put it back in place.

His movements were gentle, so gentle that Adrienne could barely breathe– the moment stretched out for so much longer than seemed appropriate, allowing Adrienne to become lost in her thoughts and the realization of just how much she wanted his lips on her to hit her with a heavy awareness. Andy broke under the thought and found herself leaning forward to just do it, to just kiss him like she had wanted to for so much longer than she cared to think about. Yoongi leaned forward as well, the hand that was caressing her cheek moving down to her neck to securely keep her head where he wanted it to be. Eyelids hooded and lips just a few inches apart, their breathing intermingled as they drew closer and closer to their intended goal. Weeks of flirting and mutually explosive tension bubbling just under the surface was just seconds from reaching its peak....until hearing the door handle jiggle broke apart their fantasy.

Suddenly the front door opened, and the sound of Jin's voice blending together with Jungkook's caused the enamored pair to spring apart, quite literally, with Yoongi rolling further into the center of his bed and Adrienne tumbling from the bed to the ground, landing flat on her ass.

"Are you okay?" Yoongi asked quickly, peering over the edge as Adrienne nodded and rubbed the sore spot on her hip where she landed.

"I'm fine, just a little bruise-" She responded with a groan then looked up, the moment between them was long from being forgotten and that was evident in the way Yoongi still peered down at her like he wanted to devour her right then. But, Jin and Jungkook making their presence known in the hallway outside Yoongi's bedroom made them break contact and swiftly pretend to be working, Andy grabbing her notebook off the edge of the bed and Yoongi mindlessly pressing keys on his laptop as the two young men hovered around the entrance and inquired about how their work was going.

"Yoongi's being stubborn, and I am making amazing music, so it's just like always," Adrienne commented from the floor, earning a chuckle from both Jin and Jungkook and an agitated smirk from the target of her jeer.

"Ah, well we won't distract you, keep working hard!" Jin stated as he began to usher Jungkook out the door, who was on the verge of complaining.

"Oh no! You can stay!" Adrienne replied, too quickly, and shot out her hand to stop them from leaving "It would be nice to hear some feedback." She wasn't too certain about being left alone with Yoongi after what had almost happened just a few seconds earlier, even with her sitting on the floor now there was no guaranteeing she wouldn't lose her senses again and do something stupid like try to kiss her coworker.

"Are you sure won't we be in the way?" Jin asked in part, allowing Jungkook to finish off the question even though he was already walking back towards Jin's bed and sitting down. Both of them glanced back and forth from Adrienne to Yoongi for an answer, before finally settling on Yoongi.

"It's fine," he grumbled from behind his laptop screen, "Just try not to make too much noise."

They, of course, did the opposite of what he asked.

Yoongi slammed the door of the Bangtan room so hard Adrienne swore she could hear the frosted glass crack and shatter when he entered the room. She didn't even bother swiveling around in her chair when she heard him come in since she already knew what was bothering him. Yoongi had a meeting with the boss today about a few songs he'd submitted on his own for approval and, judging by his reaction, it probably hadn't gone well.

It was always interesting (terrifying) to see Yoongi so genuinely angry, he was usually so calm and unconcerned by small or big things, but when it came to his music he quite literally wore his emotions on his sleeves and it barely took much to ignite a blaze of fire within him.

"Yoongi-ssi?" Adrienne called as she heard his pacing back and forth behind her.

No answer.

"Are you alright?" Adrienne decided to ask once again when he took a seat on the couch and began running both of his hands down the length of his face. 

"Do I seem alright to you?" Yoongi snapped with his face still buried in his hands, his knee was bouncing up and down so quickly it warbled his voice and Adrienne couldn't even find herself becoming offended by his curt reply.

"You don't," Adrienne answered as she spun around to face Yoongi, "That's why I'm asking if you are. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but don't come in here disrupting my time with your bad vibes if just going to be an asshole."

Yoongi puffed up almost immediately, his chest inflating with arrogance and his lips twisting into an aggravated scowl. He looked up, ready to dispute his right to be an asshole whenever he wanted to be, but once his eyes met Adrienne's he deflated and glanced to the side with a heavy sigh. He shouldn't be putting his anger off on her, she wasn't the reason he was upset.

"He said no- again!" Yoongi finally replied with an answer that Adrienne already knew, but she nodded anyway, her gaze never leaving his as he began to rant about not being taken seriously. 

"They still look at me and talk to me like I'm still the same kid that auditioned here three years ago, it's fucking humiliating!"

"Did he at least give you some constructive criticism?" Andy asked, trying to remain positive.

"That's not even the point," Yoongi huffed, rising up from his seat, "If it was just about my song not being good enough, I could change that. I can always make better songs but I'm not growing as an artist if I'm constantly being told to write about the same thing in a slightly different way! There are only so many similes and metaphors you can write about someone not loving you the way you love them."

Adrienne frowned and nodded because she understood how he felt. Even when she felt like she didn't know Yoongi as well as she wanted to, it was always very obvious to Adrienne how much his music meant to him, that was something they had in common and it was probably the reason for most of their music-related disagreements. Neither of them would put their name on a project that they didn't know was their absolute best effort.

Yoongi was still pacing  back and forth the length of the small studio room in an attempt to work off all the anger that was building up inside him. He stopped abruptly once he felt Adrienne's arms embrace him from behind and her cheek rest against his shoulder, she was wearing platform sneakers that made her as tall as him.

"Do you really think your boss doesn't respect you?" She asked after a few seconds passed and his harsh breathing had calmed some.

"He's not acting like he does," Yoongi muttered over his shoulder.

"You know that's not what I asked, do you honestly think he doesn't respect you? Would he have given you the responsibility of producing an entire album for your group if he didn't appreciate your talent?" Adrienne inquired and picked her head up off of Yoongi's shoulder.

"...Technically he didn't, he hired you to produce it with me." He said quietly, followed by a pained hiss when Adrienne flicked his earlobe.

"Yah! We're getting along, don't ruin the moment!"

Yoongi smiled, it was small and short-lived but it was the first time he hadn't been scowling since he walked into the room and Andy counted that as a win.

"In all seriousness, I know for a fact that he doesn't think you're still the same kid you were when you were training. You should hear the way he talked about you before I met you guys, it was nauseating. I think he recognizes that you've grown which is why he allowed this opportunity, he also knows what's going to sell so try not to take the rejection too personally."

Yoongi exhaled and pressed his lips together, he knew she was right. He may have been taking this a little too personally, but his music was an extension of him, how could he not? After a second of contemplation, Yoongi turned so that he was facing Adrienne and looped his arms around her shoulders, pulling her close to him in a tight hug.

"Thank you," He said gently as they pulled apart and Adrienne smiled widely in response, her grip on his forearms reluctantly growing slack. A moment of charged silence passed between them once again when they were no longer hugging, and Adrienne felt a fleeting sensation of recklessness pass through her once again. They still hadn't talked about what had happened a few days earlier in Yoongi's room, Adrienne was waiting for him to bring it up while being too cowardly to do it herself and Yoongi felt the same way. 

"You should do something," Adrienne spoke first.

"What?" Yoongi asked, clearly confused.

"Your song," Adrienne clarified and backed away to save her own sanity. "You should do something with it if you really like it that much. Maybe you can't put it on an album, but you can always release it for free? Your fans would like that"

"Ah, I don't know about that" Yoongi shook his head and returned to his seat on the couch, "The big reason it can't be included on the album is because of the subject matter....it's kind of suggestive."

Andy shrugged and leaned against the back of the office chair "But it would be nice! Think of your fans."

Adrienne pouted and Yoongi caved.

"Fine, but I need you to sing the chorus, and we can't release it anywhere."

"Me? Why? Can't you use Jimin?"

"He's busy, and I doubt he would be comfortable singing some of the lines."

Adrienne's curiosity was piqued but understood what he meant once they actually began recording the song. The word 'suggestive' would have been the last adjective on Adrienne's mind as she read the lyrics as well as she could and sang along with Yoongi's direction; explicit would have been her first choice. It was a catchy song, that was definitely true, but Adrienne understood immediately why it couldn't be included on the album. They finished the song in just a few takes and quickly got back to working on the album like they were supposed to be. It was well into the night before either of them left for home and Adrienne made a quick stop to one of the few cubicles that were still occupied with someone working. It was an assistant name Soo-Bin whom Adrienne wasn't overly friendly with, but she still knew her by name. She quickly asked to post the cover she'd mixed and arranged for Jungkook before she left for the night since she was going to be there a lot longer than Adrienne was. Soo-Bin agreed, reluctantly, and once it was time for her to go home quickly published the first song that seemed to match the specifications Adrienne described.

She wasn't in the mood to double check.

The next morning Adrienne got ready for work with a heavy heart after waking up to a message from Bang Sihyuk requesting her presence in his office, the second she got to work. She hadn't had a one on one meeting with him since she was hired, and she honestly couldn't think of anything they needed to talk about. She wasn't finished with the latest batch of songs and there was still time for her to send them in, so she knew he couldn't have been moving up the deadline, and anything else pertaining to the album was usually just relayed to her through Yoongi or one of the other staff members. There was only one logical reason Andy could think of for him wanting to meet with her alone and that was to tell her that she was fired. The thought alone nearly made her hyperventilate.

Slowly, Adrienne trudged her way towards Bang Sihyuk's office when she was finally inside the Big Hit building. She paused once she was a few feet away from the office door and noticed a familiar face leaning against the door frame.

"Yoongi-ssi?"

"Ah, I was wondering when you'd get here, you're late today."

"It took me a while to get ready..why are you here? Do you have a meeting today too?"

Yoongi nodded, "Yeah, right now. He wants to talk to both of us."

Adrienne sighed a small breath of relief once Yoongi turned and entered the room before her. If he wanted to talk to both of them at once, then the chances of her being fired seemed to be a lot smaller. Andy soon followed after Yoongi and immediately bowed at a complete 90 degree angle once she was inside, the rules of engagement when it came to her superiors were still foreign to Adrienne, and she wasn't sure if she had to bow once she entered his office, but she didn't want to run the risk of possibly offending her boss.

Bang Sihyuk was in the middle of a phone call when they walked in but motioned for them to side down anyway. Andy and Yoongi exchange a short confused glance but their attention was brought back to their boss once he hung up and cleared his throat.

"I'll be quick about this, I'm sure you're both wondering why I called you here," Andy and Yoongi both nodded simultaneously, "The reason is simple really, I need to have a conversation with you about the nature of your relationship and the easiest way to do that is if you're both here together."

Adrienne was confused, she was sure she heard him correctly but the way he said 'relationship' didn't make sense to her. 

"Now while I suppose I can't outright stop you, I can strongly discourage you from openly dating so early into Yoongi's career. The group is finally gaining some ground in the music business and a scandal like this could derail all the hard work that-"

"I'm sorry, did you say dating?" Adrienne interjected, trying to sound as respectful as possible but she just had to stop him before all his words began to blur together.

"PD-nim, we're not dating" Yoongi spoke up once Bang Sihyuk answered Adrienne's question with a firm nod.

"Are you sure about that? The song that you put up on the blog yesterday seems to very explicitly suggest otherwise. You don't have to lie to me,Yoongi. Honestly, it's better if we get it out in the open now that way I can protect you if I need to in the future." Bang Sihyuk countered with genuine concern in his tone.

"Song? What song?" Adrienne muttered underneath her breath before the wheels in her head finally started turning "Aish! Soo-Bin must have uploaded the wrong song last night, I asked her to upload Jungkook's cover. She must have gotten the files mixed up" She said to Yoongi who nodded and shook his head.

"That song was never meant to be released to the public, sir" Yoongi explained, "It was just something we recorded for fun but I can promise you that we are not dating or anything like that."

"Truthfully, we are not. I don't have a reason to lie to you" Adrienne tacked on.

Bang folded his arms across his stomach and leaned back into his comfy office chair "Good," he said after a few seconds of tense silence "We've already taken the song down but both of you need to be more careful in the future, you can't afford a mistake like this."

"Yes, Sir."

They both thanked him for understanding before he excused them and allowed them to leave. Adrienne dramatically sighed and slumped into the sofa once they reached the studio.

"I can't believe I thought I was going to be fired today."

"Why would you think that?" Yoongi asked from hovering over the computer console.

"I didn't know you were going to be there, I thought he wanted to talk to me alone and that could only mean one thing."

"You shouldn't take things so personally" He snickered, proud of himself for being able to use her own words against her.

Adrienne rolled her eyes, "This not the same thing, my reason is totally valid" She scoffed "Can you believe he thought we were dating, though? There's no way that would ever happen."

Yoongi stopped fidgeting with the keys on the keyboard just long enough to look back at Adrienne who seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, her statement had struck a chord in him "No way, huh?"

"Hm? Oh! It's nothing against you I just....I don't think I'm your type" Adrienne said with a humorless laugh as she got up to take a closer look at the books on the shelf against the far wall.

"What does that mean?"

"It...means what I said, I'm not your type," Adrienne answered over her shoulder, completely unaware of the utter disbelief written all over Yoongi's face.

His hand latching onto her wrist took her by surprise and Adrienne gasped softly as she was suddenly being pressed against the wall next to the bookshelf, her body sandwiched between Yoongi and the plaster. His knuckles softly grazed over Adrienne's cheeks just like they had days before but this time, there were no braids obstructing her view to excuse his actions. His move was deliberate, and he made that notion clear as his gaze never left Adrienne's face as his hand moved down to her jawline and the pad of his thumb lightly traced Adrienne's' sharp features.

Yoongi only wanted to make a point; that there was no possible way she wouldn't be his type. However, being so close to her. Feeling her chest rise and fall against his body each time she drew a shallow breath he found it hard to stop himself once he'd started. As if of its own accord his head dipped, and he pressed his lips to hers. His free hand cupped the back of her head, holding her there gently. His kiss was soft and almost chaste to start off with, not forcing Adrienne to give any more than she wanted to, but she soon found herself getting lost in their kiss, her lips returning his actions with as much vigor as she could muster. She couldn’t quite explain the feeling that she had right now, it was as if all the blood had rushed from her head and that she was flying, she felt light and grounded all at the same time. Whatever it was she definitely knew she had a word for it now; right.

As much as she tried to ignore it and push her feelings to the back burner for the sake of her sanity and now career, kissing Yoongi felt right and Adrienne could no longer deny that fact. Her arms gripped tightly around his back as she pulled her head back momentarily to catch her breath, she looked up into Yoongi’s eyes and it was as if she was seeing him for the first time. The slight redness in his cheeks made her grin playfully as she sent her lips plunging back to his, her head shifted to the side with precision as she snaked her tongue past his lips. Yoongi no longer felt the need to be gentle, he put his all into the kiss now, and he let her in, tongues massaging and bodies wrapping up in one another as his hand slid down Adrienne's torso to firmly grasp her hips and hold her steady.

The feeling of her fingernails dragging across the skin of his neck ignited a five-alarm fire within Yoongi and just as quickly and unexpectedly as their kiss started, he ended it. Detaching his hands from her waist and immediately backing away like Adrienne was radioactive.

"I'm sorry," He said breathlessly with his hand covering his slightly swollen lips. "I shouldn't have done that" Yoongi croaked, that one moment was validation of something he'd wanted for such a long time, but he couldn't allow himself to completely abandon his self-control.

"Please, don't apologize," Adrienne answered, still trying to catch her breath "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you to kiss me."

"No, I have to because I can't.....we can't...we can't do this Andy!" Yoongi frantically exclaimed, pushing the hair away from his face roughly.

The strength of his response made Adrienne flinch slightly, he wasn't yelling but there was a temper behind his words that she didn't fully recognize, "Okay." She nodded and adjusted her top so that it laid flat over her stomach again. 

"I don't want to sound desperate but why?"

"We just can't," Yoongi exhaled and hung his head low.

"I-is it because I'm black?"

He spun around quickly to face her with his expression contorted in confusion, "What? No!"

"Then what is it?"

Yoongi sighed heavily and took a seat on the sofa then patted the seat next to him and gestured toward Adrienne "Come here."

Adrienne followed his command and occupied the seat next to him, he took both of her hands in his once she was seated.

"You heard what PD-nim said today." He started softly, his thumb gentle caressing the back of her palm. "I have a very demanding job. It's not that I wouldn't want to be with you, but I also want to have a successful career and I don't know if I could handle doing both. I know that seems selfish but I've given up so many things in my life to make sure that I can do this to the best of my abilities and I can't become lenient now, no matter how tempting the thought of this is." He accompanied his words with another gentle stroke against Adrienne's cheek.

"If we got together I wouldn't feel right unless I was giving you every part of me and I can't do that and be good at my job, Andy" He frowned and cradled her face with both of his hands "I have so many goals to accomplish before I can give my heart away and I can't just ask you to wait for me...that wouldn't be fair."

Adrienne bit down harshly on her bottom, she understood where he was coming from. Honestly, she did but still didn't stop her from feeling like he was just admitting to being too afraid to take a risk. She didn't voice her opinion, however, he was bearing his heart to her and accusing him of being a coward would undoubtedly only ensure that he would never do that again.

"I understand," She responded with a tight, forced smile; her palms smoothing up Yoongi's forearms until the rested over his hands "I don't totally agree but I understand, your job is important to you and it wouldn't really be fair for me to ask you to put it on hold." Adrienne leaned forward and pressed her lips against Yoongi's cheek long enough so that her lipstick transferred to leave an outline of her lips against his pale skin.

"If you change your mind you know where to find me."

#houseofddaeng #btsguild #bangtanarmynet #bangtanhq #ficswithluv #bts fic #suga fic #suga imagine #bngtanah #inwtb

[bngtanah]

House of Triad | Envy (m)

summary: All the best things come in threes. Just a bunch of one-shots centering around V, RM and the shared girlfriend they affectionately call ‘Honey’.

pairing: RM  x Reader x Taehyung

word count: 2k genre:  smut rating: explicit

chapters: o1| o2| o3|

warning: smut, explicit sexual themes, polyamory, threesomekinda, light bondage, jealousy.

Honey wasn't entirely sure how it happened this night. Something about a bet, a little beer, a bottle of wine or two with dinner, and suddenly there they were — locked in the room stripping away at the clothing covering all three of their bodies. Their lips took turns claiming her own, Taehyung’s kisses sweet and soft, Namjoon’s harsh and full of teeth on Honey’s smooth skin. They both pulled away after a moment, gasping for breath.

“Honey-ah, do you trust us?” Tae whispered, lips hovering barely inches from hers.

“Of course I do,” she answered in an equally gentle whisper.

He grinned, as if he hadn’t already known the answer and gently trailed his fingers down her arms and sides to the hem of her shirt, lifting it over her head and tossing it to the floor in a crumpled heap. His lips demanded her attention while deft hands found their way to the clasp of her bra, unclipping it with elite precision. “Beautiful...” He let it fall away from her body and stepped backward to drink in her frame. The amount of times Taehyung had seen her naked body didn’t seem to matter, he was mesmerized by each dip and curve of her figure every time they got undressed.

Namjoon moved in behind her and wrapped his arms around her torso, fondling her breasts with rough hands and planting small bites on the back of her neck. Honey moaned and leaned back against his chest and he chuckled, letting one hand trail downward to the string on her sweats, almost tearing it off in his impatience. He dragged the clothing down her legs, panties and all, his fingers leaving trails of fire in their path, and soon she stood naked before the two men. Taehyung bit his lip as he took her in once more, his eyes dark with desire.

Namjoon pulled away to stand beside the younger male, and Honey immediately missed his warmth against her back. She shivered under their gazes, waiting to see what their next move would be. Taehyung was the first to move. He pushed his honey down gently onto the bed, climbing over to straddle her torso while he coaxed her hands above her head with one hand, and scrambled around in the nightstand next to the bed with the other. He hummed with excitement when he found what he was looking for and wound the silken fabric around Honey’s wrists then fastened them to the headboard, tugging once on the bonds to be sure they would hold before leaning in to kiss her softly.

He broke away reluctantly and stood, gesturing to Namjoon and he swiftly retrieved a bandanna from his pocket and approached her, winding it playfully around his fingers as he stalked forward. Bending forward so they were on eye level, Namjoon brushed his lips against the sensitive skin beneath her ear and Honey moaned with delight. “So eager, my sweet” He mumbled and gently steadied her hands from pawing at his torso “But we want to play a game. Let’s see if you can guess who’s who,” he muttered against her ear. “Here’s a hint: I’ll be the one making you scream.”

Namjoon stole a quick kiss, rough and fleeting before pulling the bandana over her eyes, making sure it was tied firmly -but not too tight- at the back of her head and laying Honey down on the mattress. Then his weight left the bed and she was alone and blind, her heart beating wildly against her rib cage in anticipation of what would happen next. She could hear them talking to each other, a low murmur followed by an even deeper rumble and she strained to hear what they were saying, but it stopped as quickly as it began. A beat of silence passed before Honey could feel the heat of someone approaching her.

She felt two pairs of hands on her, light and fleeting. They seemed to be everywhere at once, except where she wanted them to be. Unidentified fingers teased her, dancing across her inner thighs, skimming her hipbones until she found herself unconsciously reaching for them with her body, urging them to touch her. But it seemed the further she reached, the further they would draw away then she heard a chuckle.

“Someone’s impatient.” The bed shifted and she felt lips graze her neck. “All in due time, Honey-ah.” His thumb traced the curve of her mouth.

Taehyung.

His thumb traced over the swell of her cheek and curved around her mouth forcing her to part her lips for him, letting out a small moan. “Please…” she breathed, closing her lips around his thumb. She felt a small swell of pride when she heard his breath catch in his throat. There was no way he could refuse her like this, naked and wanting beneath his hands. “Don’t tease me anymore…”

He hesitated for what seemed like the longest time as he struggled to fight his very own nature. He groaned audibly and buried his head in the crook of her neck. He licked his lips and she felt his tongue headily graze her ear.

“Don’t do this to me, Honey,” he said, his voice strained. “You know I can’t refuse you.”

“Then don’t.”

He hesitated once more and Honey felt his weight leave abruptly, almost as if he was pushed aside. She shivered with surprise when a second pair of calloused hands made their way up the supple skin of her inner thighs, parting them gently to make way for the weight that settle between them.

“Well, if you won’t do it, I will,” came what sounded like Namjoon’s gruff voice. Honey could hear Taehyung huff in response, but he made no move to regain control.

She had only a second to compose herself before Namjoon lowered his head, breathing hot air across her thighs, and pressed his tongue to her clit, sending a spike of pleasure straight to her core. He teased her with the tip of his tongue, grazing his teeth lightly over the sensitive skin. His mouth worked her over and over, showing little mercy as was his nature. Namjoon was in all honesty somewhat clumsy with most things and sex was not exempt from that small fault. However, what he lacked in composure he definitely made up for in effort. There was never a time that he didn’t give everything he had to make sure that his Honey was never left unsatisfied.

Just as she felt herself approaching her climax, he pulled away completely.  Leaving Honey to whimpered at the loss, before hovering over her trembling body once more. There was no way to tell who it was. A mysterious pair of hands clamped down on the pillow beside her head as her partner aligned himself with her entrance and pushed forward slowly, ensuring that she felt every inch of him push past her walls. Honey groaned and tugged at her restraints, wanting to touch him, her fingers itching to tangle in his hair, to grip his waist and urge him faster.

But he kept his pace slow, his thrusts long and hard. She could almost feel him smirking down at her as she writhed beneath him, head thrown back, arms straining to break free of the bonds. Still sensitive from Namjoon’s treatment before, it only took a few strokes before she were once again on the edge of that peak, her breathing growing shallow and her ankles crossing behind her lover’s back to coax him forward at her speed. Yet his pace remained just as languid as before, just like he was doing this on purpose, refusing to give her want she wanted.

Before long, she could feel him straining to keep his control, his movements grew more erratic and uncoordinated with each passing stroke. When it seemed he could not hold on any longer, Honey felt him lean down and pant against the side of her face, so low that she could not recognise the voice. “I want you to come,” he commanded while he reached down to press his thumb harshly against her clit, and she came undone with an incoherent cry. He pulled out and pressed a kiss to her lips, too quick for Honey to determine his identity, before he moved away and another body took his place.

Unlike the previous, this one wasted no time, the pace he set hard and fast. Honey soon gave up any chance of trying to keep up and surrendered herself to his mercy, biting her lip hard to hold in her hoarse cries of pleasure. “Joonie…” she moaned before she could stop herself, voice quivering. The man above her laughed, his pace never wavering as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, letting his jaw graze against her cheek.

“Guess again.”

“Tae?”

The surprise that overtook her was soon forgotten and Honey felt her body jerk upwards once again and she came for the second time that night with his name on her lips. Taehyung followed soon after, panting heavily as he leaned his weight on her body. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and removed the blindfold and restraints, looking down at his lovely Honey tenderly as her eyes adjusted to the sudden influx of light.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked, rubbing the red marks from her wrists.

She shook her head. He seemed satisfied and rolled off to clean himself up, and she watched him go, still reeling from his actions only moments before. Lost in thought, she let out a yelp as Namjoon suddenly swept her up against his chest and kissed her, slow and hard, like the way he had made love to she before. His movements were so precise, so controlled that they had her melting all over again.

“I want you again,” he groaned, bucking his hips against her thigh to prove his point. “No blindfold, no Tae.” He added in a hushed whisper “I want you to look me in the eyes when I make you come.”

Honey felt a shudder pass down her spine at his words, pressing herself further against his hard chest.

“But not tonight. You need all the energy you can get,” he teased.

The bed dipped as Taehyung climbed in behind Honey, wrapping his arm about her waist and pulling her back against his chest. She was sure she felt Namjoon’s hold on her tighten slightly as he looked over her head at Tae from the other side of the bed.

“I believe I won this bet, Nams. You have to do the dishes all next month.”

Namjoon looked down at Honey and smirked. “She definitely moaned my name first.”

“That was obviously a fluke, she thought you were me! Honey, you decide, which one of us won?” Taehyung whined then looked down at Honey who pursed her lips. She looked at Taehyung then back to Namjoon before exhaling sharply and pulling the bundle of covers over their bodies.

“In all honesty, I think I’m the real winner here,” she chuckled and closed her eyes “G’night boys!”

“Honey, that’s not what I asked! — You have to answer” They overlapped with complaints but their whining fell on deaf ears. Honey knew that if she actually did answer it would only give them another reason to fight and she was enjoying the streak of peace they’d been having lately. In lieu of an answer she silently pulled Namjoon backwards along with her as she nestled against Taehyung’s chest and kissed them each on the cheek before settling in to sleep.

There was always tomorrow, and she was sure they would find something new to disagree on then.

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House of Triad | Games (m)

summary: All the best things come in threes.     Just a bunch of one-shots centering around V, RM and the shared girlfriend they affectionately call ‘Honey’.

pairing: Vmon  x Reader

word count: 3.1k genre:  smut rating: explicit

chapters: o1| o2| o3|

warning: light angst, smut, fluff, explicit sexual themes, ambw, poly, oral (fem receiving), fingering, pillow talk.

a/n: There is no plot, only trash.

Working from home seemed like an easy enough perk. You get to stay at home, wake up twenty minutes before you’re supposed to working and sleep in whenever you wanted.

Simple.

This is exactly what Honey thought just before she became a full-time writer and writing was no longer a fun hobby that she had a natural talent for but the very bane of her existence on most days when she just could not get the thoughts out of her head and onto the page in front of her. The music helped her to focus she liked to say, usually her Pandora mix of choice was the Classical station but today she was furiously typing along with show tunes she knew would only end up stuck in her head later. Her fingers were moving at an untraceable speed across the surface of her keyboard as she muttered each sentence before she wrote it underneath her breath to make sure it sounded right. Today was supposed to be her day off, but her publishers called at precisely the last minute, moving the deadline for her to finish the next few chapters up to the end of this week instead of the following one.

Which meant she had to pull two additional chapters she hadn’t even started thinking about out of thin air and send them off to the proofreaders. Needless to say, 'Honey' was stressed. Almost ready to pull out her hair stressed, but you would never know it by looking at her; especially not now she looked almost serene while she typed and bobbed her head along to music in her ears. She had been on such a creative roll until she hit the enter button to begin a new line and her train of thought completely derailed. It was almost as if her brain had short-circuited entirely, with a loud groan she shot up from her seat and ran a hand through her hair. Just as she was about to pace around the room to get her blood flowing, something dark moved in the corner of her eye which made her scream loudly and throw the closest thing in reach (her iPod) at the ominous figure. 

"Wah! What's wrong with you?" Taehyung cried after the metal object connected with the corner of his head before clattering to the ground. His hand immediately flew to the now throbbing area as he hissed in pain.

"Shit, Tae" The smaller woman gasped once she realised that the dark figure hovering in the doorway was her boyfriend and not an intruder "Sorry, I didn't know you were home already, let me see" She cooed and crossed the room to inspect the red bruise that was forming on the side of his forehead. Taehyung stood just a few inches above 'Honey' and he made a point of pouting and grimacing even harder when his girlfriend dabbed her fingertips to the outer edge of his bruise. It didn't really hurt all that much but Tae could never pass up a chance to be dramatic.

"Why are you throwing things, anyway?" He asked, sounding pained as he slid his arms around his Honey's waist and pulled her close to his chest. As she pressed her cheek against his chest and sighed heavily, Tae glanced over her head for a second; noticed the open Word document on her laptop screen and he no longer needed an answer to his question. "Ah, that's why."

"I hate my job," Honey groaned into Taehyung's cotton shirt and he rested his hand on the crown of her head.

"No, you don't, Hon" Tae replied with his trademark grin, "You're probably just a little stressed, maybe you should take a break?" He asked, his gaze trailing from the back of her head to her backside while his girlfriend detached herself from his body and slowly walked back over to her desk.

"I can feel your eyes on my ass, Tae," Honey said with deadpan delivery making Taehyung chuckle to himself while she sat down and pressed her fingers back to her keyboard, "I would love to take a break but I really don't have time for that. These chapters are due by the end of the week."

"That's in three days," Taehyung reasoned and placed his hands on her shoulders. One of his thumbs rubbed circles against the base of her spine and he leaned forward so she could feel his warm breath billow over her skin as he spoke, "I'm asking for 20 minutes, hour tops."

Honey felt a jolt of lust throughout his body when she picked up on what he was implying. "I'm busy Tae," She muttered, despite the arousal that was building between her legs. She knew that there was no way that she could continue to say no if he kept massaging the pressure points on her neck.

"I can make you cum in ten minutes if you really want, baby" Taehyung growled softly, leaning close to her ear. His lips teased the outer shell of her ear, the tip of his tongue flicking against the skin and Honey felt her body inadvertently shudder beneath his touch. She was prepared to brush him off against, in one last attempt to finish her work for the day but when his hands moved down from her shoulders to the front of her chest to playfully tease her breasts over her thin t-shirt Honey lost the will to deny him any longer.

"Tae?"

"Yes, honey?"

"Ten minutes only."

Taehyung grinned like a child on Christmas morning and wasted no time carrying her over to the bed, dropping her on the mattress with little gentility and climbing on top of her right away. Their lips connected immediately in a frantic kiss and Honey's hands found their place around his neck and Taehyung grabbed one of her legs and lifted it over his waist. Honey threw her head back against the soft pillows as Tae trailed kisses from her lips, across her jaw, and down her neck her hands slid down his back, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulled it up. Taehyung sat up for a moment to let his shirt come off before his lips returned to their previous place while Honey's hands explored his newly exposed torso. 

Eventually, he pulled her away from his chest and dragged her mouth to his while he used the other to lift her out of the flimsy dress that was covering her body. The moment that the article of clothing was pulled over her head Honey threw it to the floor, leaving her naked with the exception of her panties. Tae groaned softly as he looked down at his Honey spread out on their bed, there was a part of him that wanted to pounce and ravish her as quickly and roughly as he could, keeping his promise to only keep her away from her work for ten minutes but he stopped himself. He wanted her to get her work done but there was nothing stopping him from having a little fun first.

"You're stunning," he muttered genuinely and smiled when he caught her blushing. He bent down, lips brushing against the silky smooth skin of her stomach and her legs spread wider so he could lie between them.

He kissed his way up her stomach, licking upwards on her sternum while one of his hands slid down her body and snatched off her panties before settling between her legs.

"Mmm," she moaned and pushed her head back against the pillows as his finger ran up and down her slit teasingly.

He kissed along her shoulder as his index finger circled her clit. She tugged on his hair, pulling him up to meet her lips, gasping into his mouth as he entered a single fingers inside of her.

"Tae," she could barely stop herself from moaning out his name as he added a second finger.

He loved the sound of his name on her lips, he'd never tire of hearing her pant and moan any variation of it. Taehyung pulled his fingers from her, smiling slightly at her visible displeasure, and got off the bed. He grabbed both of her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed then kneeled down, spreading her open and wide before him diving right in, tongue shooting in and out.

Honey sighed sharply and gripped the bed sheets below as she ground down. "God, TaeTae," she groaned, and a hand went down to his hair, pulling him closer to her. "I'm so close," she whispered breathlessly.

A finger joined his tongue, followed by another and Honey could feel herself nearing the edge. It didn't take much longer when he removed his tongue from her and began to suck on her clit while three of his fingers moved furiously inside of her.

She cried out his name when she began to shudder as she came around his fingers, moaning lightly as he lapped up her arousal, not wanting a waste one drop.

"My sweet, sweet Honey. You're not tired out are you?" he asked playfully as he crawled back up her body and kissed her so she could taste herself on his tongue.

"Not even close," she smiled up at him.

"Good," he smirked. "Because I'm not even close to finishing with you yet," He wrapped his arms around her waist and pushed them further up the bed.

Taehyung rolled them over so she straddled his waist and reached for her breasts, humming softly at the feel of her soft mounds against the palms of his hands. Honey leaned down to kiss him but stopped when he abruptly sat up and took one of her breasts into his mouth.

The pleasurable sensation made Honey throw her head back, her hair cascading down her back as she basked in the way he sucked on her nipple and flicked his tongue back and forth over the sensitive nub. She was lost in a haze of her own lust but still wanted him to be just as worked up as she was, her hips whined at a careful pace against his bare crotch and Honey grinned when she felt the vibrations of him moaning against her skin. Although he would love to keep toying with her, working her up until she could barely say his name; the ache between his legs was becoming much too insistent for him to ignore.

So for the second time that night, Taehyung rolled them over so that Honey was on her back before grabbing both of her hands and pinning them above her head. He settled himself between her legs and teased the tip of his cock up and down her slit. They both moaned together as he pushed into her, her walls gripping him tightly as she took him inch by inch. He kissed her neck, and she exhaled several breathless pants, her hands flexing against his until he finally released his grip on wrists, allowing her to loop her arms around his neck and pull him closer.

Her ankles locked behind him and Taehyung moaned an "Oh, God" as her action pulled him deeper inside of her,  his hips instinctively picking up the pace making Honey beg him not to stop.

They filled the room with their moans, gasps and whimpers. Honey could feel the beginnings of her orgasm tremor inside her as her walls clenched tighter around Taehyung's cock. He pounded into her relentlessly, stirred on by the vice grip she had around him and as his hand slips between their bodies to vigorously stroke her clit Honey is finally pushed over the edge. Her eyes screwed closed and her body convulsed in small frequent spasms as an intense wave of pleasure that overcomes her.

The feeling of Honey exploding around him made Tae lose what little control he had stored away and he slammed into her at a frantic pace. Still in the throes of her release Honey spreads her legs wider to accommodate his frenzied thrusts until he too is taken over by an intense orgasm.

Still half-hard, Tae pulls out of her out of breath and practically glowing as he gazed down at the beautiful woman he was so proud to call his and she looked up at him with the same lazy and satisfied grin spread across her lips. A grin that fell into a small chuckle as she glances over his body, immediately noticing that he was still up and rearing to go once more. Without words Taehyung swiveled his finger and motioned for Honey to turnover, which she did without complaint; moving to lie on her stomach and rest her chin on her forearms. He eased her hair to the side and pressed his lips to the base of her spine, trailing kisses all the way up to her neck and then back down again. His muscular hands massaged her, moving from her neck down to her back and stopping at the curve of her ass making the raven-haired beauty beneath him moan at his touch.

Each soft whimper and moan that fell from her lips as he touched her only stirred up his desire for her even more, by the time his hands have caressed every inch of Honey’s body he is stiff and ready for her again. Not wanting to waste any time he pulled her back against him, lowering her onto him inch by inch until he's completely engulfed by her walls. She's still drenched for him and it barely takes more than a few deep and precise thrusts into her inviting heat before he's bottoming out again, groaning her name with pleasure as he empties himself within her walls. He grins when Honey grabs his free hand and slips it between her legs. His fingers soaked the moment he touches her and he knows that this won't last very long.

His name tumbled from her plump lips for the third time that afternoon and Honey knew that all hope of her finishing any of her work was no longer possible. She didn’t mind, however, as she crawled out of Taehyung's lap and he pulled her into his arms right away, kissing every inch of skin available to him. Chest to chest and legs entangled together, they exchange light and tender kisses as Taehyung gingerly runs his fingers over her hair and they whisper overly cheesy compliments to each other before the pull of sleep calls Tae and he's yawning and nodding off making Honey grin and press a kiss to his cheek before cuddling up against his chest. Honey loved being with Tae for many reasons; he was an attentive, generous lover who was never hesitant about trying something new but if she was honest, she would have to admit that this had always been her favourite part of their lovemaking. The quiet after the storm when they're both completely spent and wrapped up in one another both physically and mentally, discussing whatever asinine topic popped into their heads. 

It didn't take much longer for her eye's to grow heavy and eventually shut down completely; she tried to fight it knowing that she had work to complete but three orgasms nearly back to back would take a lot out of anyone. It's well after midnight when Honey feels her skin being caressed and a pair of lips touching the space of her neck next to her shoulder.

"Tae, go back to bed" She grumbled and blindly swatted at the pair of hands in her hair, making the owner of those hands chuckle softly, pull back and press his lips against hers.

"Wrong boyfriend."

"Joonie?" Honey mumbled and cracked one of her eyes slightly open, She was met with the sight of Namjoon smiling at her with a dopey grin that made his dimples grow deep. It had been years since he'd first smiled at her like that and it still filled her with warmth inside whenever he did. "What time is it. Are you just getting home?"

"It's late," Namjoon nodded as he stood up to shuck the windbreaker he was wearing off his shoulders, he let fall to the ground and quickly moved to unbuckle his belt, "I got caught up at work, I tried calling both of you but no one picked up." He seasoned his words with a playful judgemental look while kicking his jeans off his feet and joining Honey underneath the sheets. The size of the California King bed was large enough to accommodate all three of their bodies with some space left over though throughout the middle of the night Honey usually ended up sleeping directly on top of one of them to conserve warmth while the other (usually Tae) hogged the covers.

Honey grinned and draped her arm over Namjoon once he settled next to her, her head and upper body moved to rest against her chest making Taehyung; who was still cuddled against her back, stir and shift positions but not wake up. "Ah, yes. Well, I've been writing most of the day and when Tae came home we got a bit distracted..."

Namjoon chuckled and ran a hand down Honey's side, pausing for a second to gentle squeeze her thigh before turning his head to the side "He's a poor influence on you."

"You think you're any better?" Honey countered with a sly grin. Their eyes met and like moths are drawn to a flame they both gravitated toward each other and shared a silent but tender kiss, it was late and there was no way they'd be able to do anything without waking up Taehyung who was still snoring peacefully on the other side of the bed. Namjoon was the first to pull back and gently caress Honey's cheek, drawing her head down so he could kiss her forehead and then press her head back to his chest.

"You should get some sleep, Honey," He breathed, his thumb and index finger massaging her neck.

Honey only nodded, quickly pressing a kiss to Namjoon's jaw before settling completely against him and allowing the heavy blanket of slumber to wash over her once again.

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[bngtanah]

House of Triad | Mornings (m)

summary: All the best things come in threes.   Just a bunch of one-shots centering around V, RM and the shared girlfriend they affectionately call ‘Honey’.

pairing: RM  x Reader x Taehyung

word count: 2.4k genre:  smut rating: explicit

chapters: o1| o2| o3|

warning: smut, explicit sexual themes, polyamory, oral (f+m), threesome, slightdirty talk, spitfire, cursing, jealousy.

a/n: Still no plot, still just trash.

Namjoon chuckled softly to himself, he could hear the two of them the minute he stepped back into their shared apartment. Even before he’d left earlier that morning for his run, and he knew from the way Honey pulled at his arm and they way Tae nuzzled at into her neck that they were both eager for a very specific type of company. He was surprised that he hadn’t actually stuck around instead of continuing on with his morning routine, but was not surprised to hear the low “Oh Tae” from the bedroom when he entered their home.

Grinning, he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and took a small swallow before following the noises that called him into the bedroom. His Honey was splayed out on top of the bed sheets, each of her long brown legs dangling over the edge of the bed while Taehyung knelt on the floor with his head buried between them. It was obvious from the way her fingers tangled and tugged on his golden hair and the arch of her back that he was putting his mouth to very good use.

“Oh God, Tae…please” She whimpered.

The blonde raised his head just a little and offered her a playful grin. “Tae, please what?”

Namjoon cocked an eyebrow and sauntered forward. “Either fuck her or make her come.” He offered in answer for Honey.

At the sudden sound of his voice, both their heads turned to him, both of them grinning widely at the same time.

“When did you get back?” Taehyung asked, casually.

“Just a couple of minutes ago.” Namjoon answered as he stripped off his sweat-drenched windbreaker and tossing it over the desk chair. “I see you two have been busy” He chuckled and took another step forward.

“I’m thrilled to see you Joonie,” Honey commented with a small smile “But Tae, can you please-”

Tae didn’t need to be told twice, and soon his face was buried between Honey’s legs again, her back is snapping into its former position once more and her head tossing from side to side without missing a beat. Namjoon smirked softly and crawled onto the bed beside her, palming each of her breasts and capturing her lips with his once he was laid beside her half-dressed body. He swallowed each of Honey’s cries as Tae worked to bring her to the brink of her sanity. Honey moved one of her hands to grip Tae’s hair as the other inched closer and closer to Namjoon’s crotch.

The corners of Namjoon’s lips curled up into a mischievous smirk when he felt her hands moving against him and he swiftly placed a hand over hers and pinned it above her head, tutting gently. “No, no, Honey” He tutted and smiled down at her “You couldn’t wait for me to get back? I’m jealous now.” Honey parted her lips to curse him but her words turn into a flurry of profanities and moans directed to no one in particular - Taehyung’s name spilling from her mouth over and over again. Her eyes slammed shut as her back snapped upward in almost a perfect arch, Taehyung did all he could to grab her hips and hold her in place against his mouth. His tongue working vigorously to capture every drop of her essence that spilled for him.

Namjoon, still holding Honey’s hand, watched with heavy lids as her entire body tensed against him before going limp into his lap. Her head lulled to one side, and a few silent seconds passed by before a goofy smile appeared on her lips and she weaved her fingers back into Tae’s hair as Namjoon finally allowed her hand drop to the side.

“See? When you react like that to him, how do you expect me not to get jealous?” Namjoon pouted, leaning forward to peck Honey’s lips gently. She was still in a state of ethereal lethargy but Taehyung answered for her, just the way he knew she would.

“I’m pretty sure I could make you feel just as good, Joonbug” He teased from the floor and shot Namjoon a dramatic wink.

“We tried that once- Remember? Didn’t work out.” Namjoon replied flatly, still admiring the glow that seemed to engulf their Honey. His hands caressed the sides of her face before gingerly rubbing a thumb against her plump and swollen lips. He could tell that she must have kissed Taehyung long and hard before he found his haven between her legs and that made a tiny flicker of genuine jealousy flare up within him.

Of course, he understood very well the unconventional dynamics of their relationship and he rarely found himself feeling envious when Honey found solace in Tae rather than him. But, it was only natural to feel some sort of reluctance watching the one you love be pleasured by someone else, no matter how much Namjoon loved and cared for both of them.

“Are you really jealous Nams?” Honey asked, and Namjoon refocused on the girl now wrapping her arms around his hips below him.

Namjoon blushed slightly and shook his head, suddenly regretting his moment of childish behavior. “Uh- No Hon. I was only joking with you.”

“You seemed pretty serious to me” Taehyung commented as he flopped down onto the bed on the other side of Honey, causing Namjoon to shove his shoulder and advise him to shut his mouth.

Honey grinned broadly when Namjoon answered, knowing that really did mean what he said. His sincerity was one of the things Honey loved most about him, and she knew that, at times, he still struggled with the idea of sharing her. Not just physically but emotionally as well, having had Honey all to himself for a significant amount of time before Tae came along. She didn’t want him to feel as though she didn’t care for him equally but that was much easier said than done.

“Do you want me to make you feel good?” She queried, already shifting her position in his lap.

“Y-you don’t have to..”

“I know I don’t have to. I want to.”  Honey smirked. Her lips connected to his neck once he stopped pretending to protest, sucking lightly as her hands rested on his chest and pushed him down onto his back. She tugged at his shirt, inching it up his chest at a tortuously slow pace while her mouth continued to move against his neck.

Pulling his shirt up and off with a paltry amount of flair Honey gently pushed herself off his lap and kissed her way down his body, her hands falling to tug hastily at his jogging sweats and boxers. She pulled them down past his knees, letting the mess of clothes pool around his ankles then fall to the side of the bed. Honey bit her bottom lip, “You have a beautiful cock, have I ever told you that?” she asked playfully as her gaze flickered up to meet his and Namjoon groaned loudly.

“Eh, now you’re making me jealous Honey Bun…” Taehyung pouted from behind her as she crouched down on all fours towards Namjoon’s crotch.

“You’ve already had your fun, Tae” Honey replied and returned her attention to Namjoon who was already putty beneath her fingers.

Her hand reached out to grab his aching erection, giving it a slow stroke before running her tongue along the sensitive underside. Namjoon watched in a hazy and lustful gaze as his girlfriend slid down his body and his hips tensed when she wrapped her hand around him “Shit, babe.” He was already hard when she began stroking him, causing him to let out a throaty groan before tossing his head back to rest on the mattress. The warm and wet feeling of her tongue running along his cock nearly had him passing out. “Honey,” he choked out, letting a hand run over her head to rest on the back of her head for a second before bringing it back to his side.

Honey was beginning to enjoy teasing him with slow, kitten licks much more than she normally did. Maybe it was the slight feeling of guilt that never really left her but it felt good to watch him tense up and relax under her touch. She chuckled once he muttered her name again, her hand picking up the pace of its movements.

“Hmm? What’s that Joon? You can’t be there already I’ve haven’t even started” Honey teased, pulling all of her unruly spirals to one side of her face before wrapping her mouth around the swollen head of his cock. Taking him as deeply as she could, Honey’s head bobbed back and forth slowly as her hand gingerly pumped his length.

Her breathing was constricted once he hit the back of her throat and she groaned as she felt her clit throb slightly the more her mouth moved against his length. She moaned when he moaned in delight, her pride swelling that she could give him that kind of satisfaction. Her mouth sucked long and hard, refusing to stop until he made her. She sucked loudly on his thick cock, coating him with her saliva, her mouth slipping easily up and down his shaft. Her free hand moved downward to gently fondle his balls, hoping to intensify his pleasure.

By now Honey knew all the signs that Namjoon was about to orgasm. The way his breathing clipped and shuddered every time he drew in air. How many times her name mingling in with swear words and unintelligible noise flew from his lips at a fiery pace when she pulled back her head to take a deep and well-needed breath. That slightly cocky but ever so grateful grin on his lips when their eyes connected and his gaze trailed from her ass up in the air and the completely engaged look on her face when she swallowed him again.

Honey was certain that it would probably only take a few more strokes of her tongue to get him there but her concentration was broken when she felt the rough pads of Taehyung’s fingers trailing down her spine. Then his lips and finally the palms of his hands smoothing over her copper toned flesh, making Honey come up for air and glance behind her.

“Sorry,” Taehyung grinned as he pressed his lips against her skin once more. He was already stroking himself and the sight of pre-cum oozing at his tip made Honey’s clit jump once again. “I know you’re paying attention to Namjoon right now but I couldn’t let you two have all the fun.”

He peppered his words with a devious smirk and dragged the head of his cock against Honey’s entrance, making them both moan with pleasure before Honey returned to her mission and braced herself to be entered. A low growl slipped through Taehyung’s lips as he plunged his shaft deep into her from behind, moving forward inch by inch until he was engulfed up the hilt. She hugged him so tightly, so snugly, so perfectly Taehyung found himself not wanting to move initially. When he finally did roll his hips back and thrust forward, Honey groaned even with her mouth full and the vibrations of her sounds against his length made Namjoon’s toes curl.

Her warm walls massaged every vein and ridge on Tae’s throbbing cock each time he moved inside of her with impressive vigour. “You take me so well” He leaned forward and whispered huskily into her ear, making Honey throw her hips back in response. Not wanting to have Honey’s attention split between them, Namjoon tugged her deep chestnut coils into his hand, instinctively rocking his hips against her mouth and Honey reacted readily. With his eyes half-closed, they rolled into the back of his head as her mouth worked his length in and out of her mouth. The tingling sensation intensified within his balls the harder Honey licked and sucked, slowly spiralling up through his shaft. Namjoon sighed a breathy moan, the dizzying sensation in his head made him feel like he was actually floating.

Every lick, every stroke, every pull of her hands and mouth brought him to the brink of climax. He bit his bottom lip hard, clenching his jaw to fight back on the urge to spill his thick seed in his girlfriend’s mouth without even warning her first, but it was too late. “Shit, oh shit…” He roared, his hips jerking toward her face as he released himself into her warm, wet mouth, his body shuddering from the intense pleasure surging through him. His eyes clamped shut as his orgasm rippled through him in waves.

Honey was happy that she had managed to take Namjoon to the edge of glory even with Taehyung clouding her thoughts, but her nails dug into his flesh as Tae continued pumping his cock inside her. His warm breath tickled her skin, and she sighed deeply once her lips popped off Namjoon’s softening cock and she finally tried to catch her breath. His deep rough pants filled her ears as he pumped into her with unrelenting effort.

Honey slid a hand down her stomach, resting her fingers above her clit. She pressed down hard on the puffy bud, rubbing it back and forth with urgency. Her body jerked hard against him the faster she played with her clit. The all too familiar signs of her rising orgasm started to bloom inside her. She could feel every throbbing muscle in her cunt tighten and twitch the closer she came to climaxing. “…fuck…yes..” Honey’s voice rose above the sounds of their smacking skin and she jerked violently as she felt herself orgasm for the second time that morning. Taehyung met his own release just seconds after her and they fell forward onto the mattress, exhausted and out of breath.

“You are such a needy boy,” Honey commented with a warm smile, cradling Taehyung’s cheek in her hand. He only giggled in response and nuzzled into Honey’s touch, enveloping her smaller body with his own. “Namjoonie, you aren’t going to cuddle with us?” Honey asked but he didn’t respond. She reached over to push him slightly but the only answer she received was a gentle snort that made Tae giggle.

“I think he’s asleep” Taehyung observed, “You literally sucked him to sleep. My Honey is so talented.” Taehyung teased and playfully tapped his finger against her nose.

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The Difference Between Boys & Girls | o9

summary: Sam & Erin are university students who share a cheap one bedroom apartment above a shitty takeaway restaurant. Due to the limited space, they’ve grown accustomed to sharing just about everything, including the occasional kiss.

pairing: Jung Hoseok (Samuel Park) feat. Park Jimin (Brian Yi)  x Named OC characters: meet the cast.

rating: e: explicit 

genre: angst, smut, fluff, minor discouragements, make up sex. word count: 8.5k(<?) chapters: o1| o2| o3| o4| o5| o6| o7| o8| o9| 10| 11| 12| 13| 14 warning: boyfriend!hoseok, jealous!hoseok, painter!jimin, friends to lovers trope, college au, angst, sexual themes, slow burn, arguing, pining, kissing, light groping, penetrative sex, fingering (f receiving) .

a/n: she RISES FROM the DEAD. I’m sorry for disappearing but this year has been HELL.

Samuel avoided Erin for the rest of the night. He exited the room only minutes after she did and made a conscious effort never to be in the same area as her. When she went right he made a hard left, if Erin headed toward the kitchen Sammy made sure he found a way to force his into the middle of the crowd. Samuel even went so far as to escort each person that left their apartment that night to their car. No matter how far away they parked or even if they didn't have a car at all. If they took a bus he offered to walk them to the nearest stop, took the subway? It didn’t matter that the nearest subway was a ten minute walk away Sam made sure that every one of their guests made it home safely until there was no one left but him and Erin.

Erin had been...dazed, to say the least, for the remainder of the night. Whenever someone addressed her she responded after a noticeable delay and even after she did answer it was only in short, clipped sentences. She could still feel Sammy’s hands all over her body and the tingling feeling that zapped on the first contact of their lips yet remained on her skin. Chills ran down her spine and stopped at every erogenous zone she had each time she looked at him.

From a safe distance, of course.

It was sufficed to say Erin had immediately regretted pulling away when she did. She wanted to be with Sam just as much as he apparently wanted to be with her but there were way too many reasons for them not to take that step. At least, for Erin there were.

As the crowd thinned out and the last guest gleefully made their exit - despite Sammy practically pleading with them to stay longer- the young pair found themselves inadvertently standing at opposite ends of the apartment. Staring one another down, silently willing the other to speak first. Sammy took a breath and made the first move by walking forward to shut off the music still playing in the background, then pulling out the bed portion of their futon.

“I’m going to bed.” He said gruffly without looking up.

“Sammy we have to talk about this,” Erin stated.

“Talk about what E?” He challenged and glared up in her direction “Obviously we want different things and that’s- Whatever. I’ll get over it.”

Sounding defeated, Sam slouched down into the uncomfortable futon mattress and faced away from Erin, hoping she would just leave him alone and allow him to wallow in embarrassment in peace. As expected, she didn't and the sound of the bed creaking when Erin took a seat next to him and pulled on his shoulder made Samuel shut his eyelids tightly. She was hovering above him when he finally opened them and dared to look at her again. He wanted to be annoyed with her but the look of absolute desperation on her face broke him.

“Please,” Erin said gently, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Fine,” he said, turning to face her fully, his voice sharp. “If you wanna talk about this, fine. But you can’t...be all over me like this. I need some space” He inhaled.

“Okay.” Erin stated and she backed away just a few inches to allow Samuel to sit up then gesture for her to start talking.

“I just… I don’t understand what’s changed?” Erin sighed, holding her head in her hands. ” Just a few months ago we were fine just being friends…best friends. What happened between then and now that changed ?” she asked and turned her head to look at him. “Is it Brian?”

Sammy rolled his eyes and ran his hands through the front of his hair “Don’t give him so much credit” He replied acidly “I won’t deny that dating him has made the reality of losing you a lot more real but are you seriously pretending that this is a complete surprise, Erin? C’mon you’re not this stupid. ”

Erin wasn’t, but perhaps she had been hoping that Sammy was stupid enough to not have noticed the subtle changes in their relationships over the past few years. “Alright, maybe it’s not so surprising. Why didn’t you say something before all this? If you were feeling this way why wait until now to do something about it?”

“Would you have taken me seriously?” Sammy asked, skepticism heavy in his voice. “We’ve been doing this dance for years Erin and I admit I may not have been aware of these feelings the entire time but I once I became aware I’ve only wanted to be with you. Obviously you don’t feel the same way and that’s fine. You can keep seeing your boyfriend and I’ll just put these feelings to the side, don’t worry about me.”

Erin frowned deeply when he mentioned her boyfriend she couldn’t prove anything else he was saying to be false but there was no need to  throw Brian’s name in the mix just for the hell of it. "Don’t bring Brian up, Sam. This is about us don’t drag him into a conversation that has nothing to do with him.”

The dark haired male scoffed and looked at Erin sideways, asking her if she was serious without uttering a single word. “You think this doesn’t have anything to do with him? You’ve been single as hell for who knows how long and two seconds after I try to kiss you suddenly you decide you need to be in a serious relationship with some guy you just met? What the hell do you even like about him?”

“I like his company, he makes me laugh” Erin answered, knowing that her explanation was falling on deaf ears, but she felt the need to answer anyway. “I can’t say that what happened, or didn’t happen, between us that night didn’t...scare me and maybe that pushed me in Brian’s direction.” She clammed up for few minutes to collect her thoughts and looked at Sam with a frown. “I don’t know what you want me to say...he started out as a distraction, but now I’m just not sure how to feel.”

Sam groaned in frustration, unable to understand why Erin couldn’t seem to wrap her head around this. It was so obvious to him that they were well past the point of just being friends, he couldn’t go back to playing the platonic best friend after this. "I don’t wanna push you, Erin but I care about you more than anyone else I know. I don’t like going to bed at night without talking to you, you’re the first face I want to see when I wake up and the thought that you might not feel the same way scares me to death. I think that is why I couldn’t talk to you. The thought that admitting these feeling would push you away from me was more than I could take.”

“Sammy,” Erin said softly as he spoke. None of what he was saying was new information. Erin knew she was probably the most important thing in his life, just as he was for her. She had wrestled with the same thoughts that he was finally revealing and Erin bit down somewhat harshly on her bottom lip as she thought about how all this could have been avoided if she just had the courage to speak up before all of this. “I wish I had the perfect answer for you Sammy” she said, her hands finding themselves resting softly against his cheek to wipe away a tear that rolled over the brim of his eyes. She didn’t want to focus on it but even though she could have strangled him just a few moments ago all she wanted to do was hold him right now, hold and kiss and caress him until she made all the pain in his face go away, her fingertips tingled gently the longer they stayed in contact with his skin “ I love you Sammy, I’m just…confused” she said, her voice sounding strained.

Sammy felt her hand on his face as another stray tear streamed down his cheeks, his heart aching for her. He closed his eyes while she was speaking, but when she told him she loved him, his hand reached up and held her hand to his face. He turned his head slightly, letting his lips press to the inside of her wrist and Erin sighed. He held her hands against his skin for a few long moments, just inhaling the situation. Before he could stop his actions, Sammy was leaning up, pulling Erin’s body tight to his, his grip on her frame like a vice. “Please,” he murmured, pushing her messy mane away her face. His head dipped as he pressed his lips to hers, more hunger in them this time. His free hand cupped the back of her head, holding her there gently, his fingers tangling in her hair.

Erin captured his lips with hers and though extremely hesitate at first she soon found herself letting all her inhibitions go, her lips returning his actions with every inch of repressed emotion she had been feeling for the past few years. Her arms pulled tightly around his back as she pulled her head back momentarily to catch her breath, she looked up into Sam’s eyes and it was as if she was seeing clearly for the first time. The slight redness in his eyes made her heart twinge as she sent her lips crashing back to his, her head shifted to the side with precision as she snaked her tongue past his lips, gently caressing and massaging against his.

Erin sighed with satisfaction when Sam picked her up and laid her body back on the futon. His weight settled on her, pressing her deep into the cushions of the mattress.  Her legs opened in an almost instinctive invitation that he accepted without hesitation, settling into the space between her thighs and meeting her arching back with a tentative roll of his hips that pushed his straining erection against her damp heat.  Her resounding sigh was a husky vibration of approval.

His mouth trailed from her lips and across her neck to the shoulder left bare by the neckline of her  dress, pushing it lower and lower until the gap revealed a strapless scrap of lace as delicate and feminine as the woman who wore it.   A pebbled nipple peeked out from the lace; Sam laved it with his tongue, then drew it into his mouth and sucked, and was rewarded when she whispered his name with a fevered moan.

Erin was just as busy, tugging his t-shirt free of his jeans and shoving her hands underneath, stroking his back and the lean muscles that padded his rib cage.  Her fingers grazed a spot she knew was sensitive and he growled against her skin.

Sammy shifted his weight, leaning slightly to the side and freeing up one hand to roam her body at will while his lips returned to hers, swallowing the gasps she made when he  palmed one firm breast and then the other, caressing and squeezing and coaxing both dark  brown peaks into tight, pert buds.  

The space he created gave Erin the same freedom.  Straining up into his kiss, her hands moved between them to the button of his jeans.  The thick ridge beneath his zipper distracted her; with the base of her palm, she stroked up and down, using the denim of his jeans  to create a friction that had Sam groaning into her mouth.  The groan became a  sigh of relief when  she finally got his pants open and took the length of him into her hands.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck.  “Fuck Erin…”  

The tight, slim-fit style of his jeans enhanced the erotic torture.  The metal zipper grazed against sensitive skin while the elastic waistband of his underwear bunched around the  base of  his cock, adding to the pressure against his balls.  As she squeezed and stroked, the slight twinge of pain made the pleasure even sweeter.  

“Wait … stop.  We have to stop, Sam .  We … we have to stop.” Erin’s voice cut through the heavy groans and moans they both created.

As breathless and frustrated as he was, Sam sat up the second she stopped moving and leaned back on his heels, releasing Erin with obvious reluctance.

“Why?”

“I'm not ready for this... ”  Her disappointment was tangible. “I can't step through that door without properly closing the other one… “

The tiniest spark of hope between them disappeared when Erin stopped speaking.  She stared up at him, her hair ruffled and her lips swollen from his kisses, with one breast revealed by the disarray of her top, a damp circle from his mouth still showing around the nipple. His clothes were in no better condition; beneath the hem of his t-shirt, his dick jutted out hard and aroused from the opening of his pants.

They were mess and only stared at one another in awe, honestly wondering just how they managed to get here. "I get it, " Sam finally spoke up “I don't like it but I understand." he rolled off the top of Erin’s body and pushed his erection back down into his jeans, adjusting himself so that it wasn't that uncomfortable for him.

"Like I said, I  won't  push you Erin...but you can't kiss me like that and say you're confused. Come find me when you figure yourself out.”

One Day Later...

Kasey, clad in a pair of shorts that were too large to belong to her and sports bra, was not in the mood for another one of Erin 'urgent emergencies'. She had been friends with her long enough to know that these emergencies often proved to be little more than a personal gripe she needed advice on. But, looking at her now; with her eyes puffy and red from crying and mascara staining the sides of her cheeks. Kasey didn’t have the heart be annoyed with her needy friend even if she was taking up her time with a problem that could have been solved ages ago.

“I hope this is good E, I canceled a dick appointment for you.”

“Ah, sex. Is that why you missed my party?”

Kasey snickered and shook her head, “I had to work I told you that. The dick was just an after thought once I got off.”

Erin rolled her eyes and narrowly avoided the pillow Kasey sent flying for her head before moving to speak again. “I’m just saying, if you had been there you could have prevented me from making a very stupid decision.”

“Like this outfit? Because you look like Wednesday Addams” Kasey asked flippantly, getting up from her seat to grab both of them a drink from the kitchen.

“Fuck you, I’m being really serious Kasey. I... I cheated on Brian.”

Kasey’s head shot up, forgetting about the can of soda in her hand as her gaze shot in Erin’s direction, a mixture of confusion and aggravation covering her expression.

“Cheated...like how? With who?" She asked with caution, inching closer until she was sitting again. “Because if you just kissed someone under the mistletoe I doubt that counts.”

“Cheated like cheated Kase.” Erin replied with emphasis “We were two seconds away from chucking off clothes. And do you really need to ask with who, that should be a given.”

“I...” Kasey paused for a few seconds then stood to her feet and occupied the space next to Erin “I am so proud of you, my big girl!” she said once her arms were wrapped around Erin’s shoulders.

Erin groaned and pushed her friend off her shoulders, somewhat forcefully but Kasey didn’t mind, she was too happy to hear that Erin was actually moving forward with her life. “This isn’t a joke to me Kasey! I made a huge mistake tonight and I really need you to take me seriously for once instead of cracking your little jokes.”

“I am being serious, I’m tired of watching live in stasis because you’re too scared to make a decision that might change your something just a tiny bit.”

Erin kissed her teeth and folded her arms across her chest, Kasey wasn’t saying anything that wasn’t true but it wasn’t what she wanted to hear at that moment. Erin wanted to feel guilty about, well, not feeling guilty for what happened between her and Sammy. She wanted to feel as if she had made an irreversible mistake and was not deserving of the happiness she was currently feeling. She wanted to feel all of those things but instead of guilt and shame Erin only felt joy. Contentment. Validation. She was actually happy with the fact that she was possibly breaking someone’s heart.

“I’m not scared…” Erin whispered.

“Don’t bullshit me, yes you are” Kasey shot back.

“Well, so what if I am scared?” She huffed, “This is something to be afraid of. This is a line we have never crossed. I’m terrified of what’s on the other side”

Kasey sighed, lazily wrapping an arm around Erin’s slim shoulders and pulled her against her chest. “Are you in love with him E?”

“Yes, but that,-”

“Don’t give me an excuse with logical explanations and rational thought. Are you in love with him, yes or no?”

“Yes.” Erin answered and Kasey could practically feel her exhale with the admission.

“Then that's it. Nothing else to explain or rationalize, you love him and he loves you. Why are you making this harder than it needs to be?”

Erin nibbled softly on her bottom lip, desperately searching for an answer that she did not have. She did love Sammy and now that she knew how he felt there should have been nothing stopping her from leaving her friends apartment right then and going to tell him that. But her entire body remained unmoved, racked with overthinking and insecurities. There were still so many things she was unsure about but there was one thing she knew for certain, nothing was going to change between them overnight.

“I don’t want to think about this anymore” She sighed forcefully and gave her friend a sidelong glance “Right now, I just want a drink.”

“Okay,” Kasey exhaled and stood to her feet, moving toward her kitchen to grab a bottle of clear liquid “I’ll let you run away for tonight but you will have to face this head on eventually Erin. You need to start thinking about your future and what you actually want.”

Kasey’s words had not fallen on deaf ears. Though she spent the rest of that night drowning her sorrows in vodka and the last dregs her best friend’s tequila the root of Kasey’s advice never strayed far from Erin’s mind. What did she want? She didn’t expect things with Brian to last forever and she was nowhere ready to settle down just yet but there was no denying the pull that Samuel had on her. It wasn’t fair to her relationship with Brian and it wouldn't be fair to anyone else she ended up dating to leave so many questions up in the air without even attempting to answer them.

The train ride to Busan was three hours long and it gave Erin more than enough time to mull over these thoughts. To become absorbed in them and try to work through an appropriate response to the question both Samuel and Kasey had laid at her feet.

What. Do. You. Want?

And even with all those hours and all the evidence that she conjured up in her time on that over crowded train Erin still couldn’t find herself with a solid answer. It frustrated her that a question so simple had completely incapacitated her thoughts.

“Miss!”

The attendant standing near the exit grabbed her attention then directed her toward the automatic doors. “We’ve arrived at our destination, please kindly exit the train car.”

Erin hadn’t noticed that the car was completely empty apart from her and the small overnight bag she’d packed in a hurry early that morning. Once she made it back home and noticed the absence of her roommate, Erin immediately remembered that he had plans to visit his parents for the winter and that she probably wouldn’t see him again for a few weeks. She could barely stomach the thought of letting another day go by without trying to set things straight. So she packed away the few necessities she had and boarded the next thing smoking for Busan.

The route to her old neighborhood was tedious but familiar, giving her the unmistakable feeling of nostalgia as her taxi driver turned down the street that led to her and Sammy’s childhood homes. Located next to one another with the same paint job they’ve always had. Erin quietly gestured for the driver to pull over a few houses down and explained that she wanted to walk the rest of the way when he protested. Erin had insisted that he stop only because she wanted to get some fresh air, she did not expect to see Samuel leaning against the gate the lead to his home, cigarette smoke billowing from his lips and staring down at his cellphone. Completely unaware of the outside world.

Erin immediately cringed at the sight of the white cancer stick hanging so precariously out of his mouth. They’d tackled his smoking problem ages ago, or so she thought, and Samuel made a solemn vow that he would never pick up another pack. Resuming her footsteps Erin resisted every urge to smack the cigarette right out of his hand like she usually would have. Something about the way his brow furrowed as he stared down into his cellphone made her think he may not have been so amused by that action. “Sammy!” She called once she was close enough, possibly a little to eagerly as Samuel nearly jumped out of his skin in response to her voice.

“Erin? When did you...What are you doing here?” He replied and turned his head to the side to discreetly blow away smoke.

“I-I wanted to see you. I went home last night and you weren’t there so...”

“Yeah, I’m visiting my family.”

Erin scoffed a laugh and nodded “I know, That’s why I came.” A long pause of awkward silence passed through them before Erin spoke up again. “Listen can we talk? That was the main reason I came.”

Samuel’s jaw ticked, as if he had something to add to Erin’s statement but thought better of it. He threw down the cigarette bud and extinguished it with the toe of his converse before jutting his head in the direction of his parents house. “Come inside.”

The Park household had hardly changed in the last decade. A few furniture additions in the den and a new coat of paint reapplied whenever the color began to fade, but all in all the house looked and felt almost identical to the once Erin remembered visiting and spending so much time in during her youth. She expected to be greeted with loud hellos and intrusive questions like usual but instead her only greeting was the unfamiliar sound of silence and the shuffling of Sammy’s slippers as he slowly trudged toward the kitchen.

“It’s so quiet… no one’s home?” Erin asked as she toed off her sneakers and borrowed a pair of Mrs Park’s house slippers.

“Nope,” He answered curtly “They went skiing, won’t be back until tomorrow. I guess this is what I get for trying to surprise them.” Sam hummed and laughed in a way that didn't sound amused.

“So you’ve been here all by yourself? Aren’t you lonely?”

“Your parents let me sleepover last night, they saw me come in and knew my family wouldn’t be here.”

Erin cooed in response and nodded her head absentmindedly, dropping her overnight bag off to the side before hoisting her body on the counter a few feet away from where Samuel stood. When she settled Erin looked in his direction, he was staring back into her eyes and searching her face in a way that Erin couldn't readily decipher. She squirmed and ducked her head under his gaze, his eyes has lost the kindness they usually emitted and she no longer felt bathed in warmth and sunlight when their gaze connected. Instead she felt cold, small and scrutinized the longer he stared at her without saying a word.

“Look, I appreciate you coming all this way Erin. But we already had this discussion, remember? I told you to come to me when you figured yourself out, not while you’re still confused. I can’t do anything with that.”

“I know we talked, or started to anyway. But clearly that discussion was insufficient because I’m still struggling with this and-”

Samuel kissed his teeth loudly and raised a hand to interrupt Erin before she could finish speaking. “Let me stop you right there Erin, exactly what are you struggling with? I haven’t given you an ultimatum, I’m not pressuring you. I am trying so hard to be patient and give you time to work through these supposed 'conflicting' feelings yet here you are. Following me across the country and once again betraying your own words with actions. You know what you want and this “confusion” act is really unattractive, you’re better than this E.”

The vitriol in Samuel's voice was clear and obvious and though Erin tried not to take it to heart, it still pained her to hear him speak to her so harshly. “Sammy this...this is a much bigger deal than you seem to realize,” she choked out in response once the sting from his outburst had subsided. “If we step through this door there are only two roads we can take; one leads to us getting married and the other leads to us breaking up and I don’t know about you but both of those options scare me to death. I would rather deal with you being upset with me for a little while than risk losing you forever.”

Erin looked over at Samuel once she finished her explanation and the stern look he once cast her way was now replaced with a expression so soft and broken she wondered if he was on the verge of tears. His grip on the edge of his parents marbled counter top tightened then went lax as he pushed his body weight forward and stalked toward where Erin was seated. She watched him with careful eyes as his right hand ghosted over her cheek and tenderly caressed her jaw.

“I’m not asking you to marry me, I’m not even saying this will be easy. I know you think I do things without thinking them through but I’ve thought about this a lot Erin. The only thing I want is for you to stop overthinking things and allow yourself to be happy, at least give us a chance before deciding we’ll fail.” Sammy sighed and framed her jaw in his hands “Don’t I make you happy? You make me happy.”

She felt herself relax immediately beneath his touch and she glided her hand over his forearm and rested her hand over his as Sam gingerly pressed his nose against her pulse causing sparks to dance and twirl all over her body. “I was so happy...” Erin whispered, her hand traveling across his shoulder and gently clutching his neck “When we kissed and you said what I’ve been waiting to hear you say since high school- I can’t remember ever feeling so happy and that scares me. Happiness is temporary, I don’t want this to be temporary.”

“Erin look at me” Samuel replied softly, picking his head up allowing Erin to look into his eyes as he stroked both sides of her cheeks with his thumbs. “You’re not going to lose me. Even if this doesn’t work out for us and it turns out to be a mistake, I’m still going to be here. You’re my heart, Erin, the last thing I want to do is hurt you. This is much more than just me wanting to be with you physically, I want to share every part of me with you. I’m going to ask you one final time and then I promise I won’t bring it up again, what do you want?”

Sammy’s hands tentatively moved to rest on her hips and the pads of his thumbs nervously drummed against the hem of her jeans before smoothing down the length of Erin’s thighs then back up again. Maybe it was the clear confession, not preceded by a sloppy kiss laced with alcohol and heady emotions. Or possibly the reassurance that he had put just as much thought into their future and the repercussions of their actions as she had; but Erin found herself with an immediate answer to what she once thought was an impossible question.

“You.” she sighed and leaned forward to press her forehead against his “I want you, I want this...I want us.”

His fingers kneaded deeply into her thighs and Sam ghosted his lips over Erin’s for a few seconds before leaning forward to close the space. The kiss started off slow and steady, lewd gasps fluttering into the silence of the space around them and enveloping their thoughts. Soon the fervor of their actions reached a crescendo and neither of them bothered attempting to breathe. One kiss melted into another while two pairs of hands took liberties and touched body parts that were annoyingly covered with clothing. Erin hadn’t realised just how long she’d been dying to be claimed by her best friend since she first realized that it was a possibility and she didn’t waste a second before sliding her tongue deep in his mouth.

“I want to make you feel good, Noona” he whispered against her mouth, his heated breath fanning over Erin’s skin and sending a surge of arousal straight to her center. “Can I make you feel good?”

“Mhmm” Erin panted in agreement then gasped when his hand burrowed its way beneath the waist of her jeans. Using one hand he unbuttoned the opening and pressed the pads of his fingers against her hooded clit, groaning at the way Erin’s arousal slicked against his fingers as he tested a small circular movement against her bundle of nerves. Erin shimmied her way out of her jeans and assisted Sam as best she could to push her panties down to her ankles. Her hips flexed with desire for him to go faster now that he had full access and Sammy smirked when she whined softly. “You’ve always been so impatient,” he sighed and continued taking his own time to explore Erin’s warm haven.

“You’re just teasing me,” She hummed in response and sank her fingernails into his forearm, her teeth sinking down into her bottom lip when his fingers finally intruded her entrance and his thumb took over resting heavily on her clit, applying pressure in all the right spots as two of his fingers moved and curled inside her making her pull sharply at Samuel’s hair and hiss with pleasure.

Erin couldn’t help smiling widely with pleasure and amazement at Sammy as he worked his fingers into overtime to bring her to completion. Her heart was swelling with affection she thought she'd long laid to rest. She wanted so badly to be his. She wanted to have the privilege of kissing him whenever she wanted and to fall asleep in his arms after spending the night tangled in each other’s bodies. All she wanted and would always want was him. “Oh…God…” Erin’s head fell backward, too overcome with the sensations of his fingers working the throbbing nub hidden between her legs and his mouth now teasing her stiff nipples over the fabric of her thin t-shirt. Her whimpers continued to escape her, filling the room with her encouraging moans of delight. “Ungh, yes…yes, right there…” Her body arched forward nearly pushing herself off the counter as Sammy held a firm hand on her waist to keep her still.

Their eyes met and Erin could clearly feel that the love she had for him was only growing with each passing second. She already knew him like the back of her hand, but this was different. They had never seen each other in this light before. His hands were all over her and inside her, searching for any place he could touch or squeeze and Erin felt like she was on the edge of combustion.  "I want you, Sammy…so bad.“ The words managed to leave her mouth before her hips took on a mind of their own squirming and rocking against her best friends fingers as a delicious feeling of pressure built up deep within her.

“I want you too,” Samuel rasped in response, grunting forcefully against her skin as he laid sloppy and uncoordinated kisses over every inch of Erin’s exposed skin. “I can’t wait to be inside you, I need you to cum for me first noona.” Her nails raked back and forth along his scalp and the nape of his neck, keeping a death grip on the edge of the counter with her other hand. Endless moans tumbled freely past her lips. "Then don’t stop…please don’t stop…” Erin begged, panting shallow breaths between each whimper and plead for him to continue his actions. His fingers exploring her slick folds, licking over every intimate inch of her wet flesh sent waves and waves of pleasure to every inch of her body. Hard shudders coursed through her body the longer he twisted and curved his fingers deep into her tight cunt.

The boldness in Samuel’s words, reminding her he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him, sent goosebumps rippling over her caramel toned skin. Her legs trembled and every inch of her body ached for release until Sam’s fingers firmly massaged against Erin’s walls in exactly the right spot. Her body bucked as her thighs started tensing up tight. “That’s it, be my good girl and cum for me.” His tender command and the timbre of his voice rumbling against her ear was too much for Erin to take. Her eyelids slammed shut as a deep tingle trembled along her slick walls. "Sammy!" She cried out, arching her back forward and grappling tufts of his hair between her fingers. Her orgasm took her by surprise and drenched Samuel's fingers with her arousal and he hummed with pleasure knowing that every drop of it was for him.

His fingers withdrew from Erin after she’d successfully come down from her high and slumped her spent body on top of the counter as much as she could given the small space.  “Sammy..” She sighed happily. “Come here.” She smiled, slowly pulling him toward her until they were face to face once more. She kissed him softly, gently brushing her tongue against his. Her hands ran down his back, resting them at the hem of his joggers as she tugged playfully. “Now I want to make you feel good.” She pecked his slightly swollen lips, tugging the pants down his hips until his erection sprang free. She grasped her palm around his hard girth, stroking her hand up and down with a firm grip. Erin trailed playful nips and kisses along his throat as her hand kept its steady pace. “Feel good?” She whispered against his ear, giving her wrist a slight twist.

“Y-yeah” Sam gulped and rested his hands against her hips, almost pushing her backwards to pause the movements of her hand “But are you su..re you want to do this?” His pitch hitched slightly when Erin twisted her wrist once more in an attempt to amplify his pleasure.

“What are you talking about?”

Samuel pressed his thumbs against her hips with some pressure then hooked a finger beneath her chin so that she was looking into his eyes “I mean...we don’t have to do this. I know I was a little aggressive the other night but we don’t have to take this step if you're not ready. Knowing how you feel is enough for me.”

The gentility and honesty in his words made Erin’s heart swell two times over once again and she rested a hand against his cheek. “I know, but weren’t you listening before?” She asked as her hand resumed their lustful strokes “I need you, Sammy.”

“Shit,” Sammy sighed, wetting his lower lip with his tongue. Erin’s lips maneuvered their way down his neck, giving him a trail of sinfully arousing delightful bite marks along his throat. She wrapped her legs around his waist with the tip of his exposed erection grazing against her bare entrance and her lips began to suck his ear, forcing a low moan to escape him. Her talented fingers circled around his hardness once again and teased him with a perfect touch. Her warm hand embracing his sensitive flesh felt long overdue and Erin hardly wanted to release him. “Erin…I want to make you cum again…please.” He groaned and sputtered, covering his hand over hers that was stroking him to stop her. While clenching her hand in his palm, he nudged the plump head of his cock against her swollen clit, looking—gazing amorously—into her brown eyes “I want to be inside you.”

Erin titled her head to the side and softly pressed her lips to the patch of skin just below his earlobe and with her plump lips pressed to the shell of his ear she rubbed the bulbous head of his cock against her wet slit. “Mmm…” She hummed a low moan behind closed lips. When his bulbous head was covered in her slick juices, Erin positioned his cock to press firm against her tight opening. “Just breath…” She heard Sammy say softly from above her, his smooth voice coaxing her to relax as he pushed forward and her slick heat completely enveloped his throbbing erection. “Oh…God…” Her lips parted to sigh against Samuel’s skin. He fit so snug inside her. Erin rested one of her hands back on Sam’s neck, running her other hand through his messy, jet black hair.

Her fingernails dug into the surface of his skin as Samuel slowly pumped his cock inside her. His warm breath tickling  her neck. She sighed feeling his face snuggled into her neck, exhaling deeply onto her skin with each thrust of his cock.

“You’re so tight..” Samuel moaned between thrusts, his head falling forward and resting against her shoulders “Are you really this tight for me?”

“Y..es” Erin replied with a noticeable hitch in her voice “Tight and wet just for you, baby” She replied with a lewd moan. Erin clenched the throbbing walls of her cunt around his hard shaft, making her pussy feel as tight as possible.

He picked up his head, sealing his lips on the front of her throat, sucking and nibbling at it with his canines. “You know…how long I’ve been thinking about this?” He grunted, his cock throbbing hard, burrowing deep inside of her. “Ever since that night I saw you in my t-shirt. I never…I never stopped wanting to taste you, make love to you. Fuck, Erin, your pussy is more magical than I imagined.” Samuel panted, feeling her pussy tremble and clench tighter around his thick shaft as he pumped between her sexy legs.

“Oh Shit, Sammy...” Erin sighed heavily. She moved one of her hands from his shoulder, sliding it over his arm until her fingers reached her hard nipples. She pinched her deep brown buds, whimpering from her own touch and Samuel’s cock pumping into her. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could take the torture of his thrusts, pumping in and out of her slick cunt and seductive allure of his words and spontaneous confession. She was tweaking her stiff buds between her fingers right as he rammed his cock inside her. “Fuck.” She gasped and his teeth nibbled softly at her skin, his words still making heat blossom up all around her skin.

Sammy’s pounding thrusts were quickly building Erin’s second release. His cock glided past her soaked lips with slippery ease, rubbing hard against her swollen clit and her nipples ached with a delicious soreness from her own pinching and tugging, making sure both buds were being teased into hardness. “Uhh…shit, Sammy..keep talking” Erin panted hard. She could feel his cock pulsing against the walls of her cunt. “You like hearing me talk?” He smirked, groaning softly against her neck. “I want to devour you, baby. Pin you down and spread your sexy legs wide while I feast on your glistening wet cunt. All day long. Just for you.” He gasped and grunted over the fast sucking noises of his cock pulling in and out of her that occupied the spacious kitchen.

His deep rough pants filled her ears as he pumped into Erin with unrelenting vigor and she slid a hand down her stomach, resting her fingers above her smooth clit. She pressed down hard on the puffy bud, rubbing it back and forth with urgency. Her body jerked hard against his the faster she played with her clit. The all too familiar signs of her rising orgasm started to bloom inside her. She could feel every throbbing muscle in her cunt tighten and twitch the closer she came to climaxing. “…fuck…yes..” Erin’s voice rose above the sounds of their smacking skin and deep grunts as her aching release shot fast and wet from her pussy, soaking Sammy’s veiny shaft while he almost simultaneously stilled between her legs and filled her insides with wave after wave. She whimpered little obscenities of approval, riding her orgasm out on his cock. Lazily dragging her arm around his neck, she pressed her lips against his ear.

Erin’s body melted against Sam’s body, with her arms already around his neck she absentmindedly ran her fingernails across his scalp and kissed the skin beneath his earlobe. She nuzzled possessively against his neck and whimpered softly when he withdrew his spent cock from between her oversensitive lips. “You came inside me...” Erin sighed softly, “That may not have been smart”  she continued, smiling when his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her tight to his chest. A gentle hand stroking down the length of her curly mane and rubbing her back help settle her breathing. “I know you’re on birth control,” He chuckled “Sorry for not warning you first.”

Comfortable silence fell in the Park household with Erin and Sammy cradling the other’s body in their arms as their laboured breaths soon turned to easy and gentle breathing.

“Hey, Erin” Samuel said lightly, the palm of his hand still stroking her back gently. She hummed in response, not bothering to pick her head up off his chest. “...I love you.”

The sides of Erin’s lips ticked upward, feeling the weight of those words cover her in a way that they never had before. Her arms fell from his neck and encircled his waist tightly, pulling his body even closer to her own.

“I love you too."

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Red Lips | JK (m)

summary: “Red Lips Always Lie.” Jungkook was the type of guy your parents always warned you about. Handsome, charming and not to be trusted.

pairing: Jungkook  x Named!Reader

genre: angst, smut

words: 2.8k

chapters: o1| o2|

warning: fuccboi!jungkook, smut, black!reader, barely a plot, like honestly just a thread of plot, angst, 

a/n: i am a fool. I accidentally deleted my blog so this is me re-uploading EVERYTHING.

This was not like Baby. At all.

Standing outside the apartment of a man she barely knew waiting to be buzzed into a building located in a neighborhood she wasn’t familiar with. She wasn’t sure what had come over her last week, she never gave her number out to random guys she met on the street. Let alone guys that bothered her during her morning run but there was something about this one guy that just seemed…. sweet. He wasn’t intrusive and didn’t even push for her to give him her number; she offered it up on a whim when he casually mentioned that it would be nice to see each other again.

There was always the possibility that him being so unassuming was all a part of his game to get her contact information but even the most cunning of men dropped the pretense once they felt safe. They kept in contact through text or phone calls for the better part of the week and not once had he given her any reason to doubt his intentions. It was nice to just talk to someone without the pressure of wondering where it was headed. The heavy buzzing of her date unlocking the entrance shook the young woman out of her musing and made her refocus her thoughts as she reached for the door. This was the first time they were meeting up in person since the morning they met and she was growing more nervous the closer she got to her date’s apartment door.

“110, this is it…” Baby’s soft voice muttered once she came to a stop. Her arm reached forward but paused just before her knuckles connected to the wood. She could hear music, muffled but still audible,  from behind the door and uncertainty made her stop for just a few seconds to contemplate whether she really wanted to do this. As nice as he was this man was still basically a stranger and now she was giving him control over her surroundings. Baby glanced over both her shoulders, making a mental note of any potential escape routes she could use if it came to that then thrust her arm forward to knock swiftly against the front door.

The ten seconds it took him to open the door seemed to creep by and Baby visibly flinched when the barrier swung in and her date for the evening appeared behind it. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of low hanging sweatpants with a dishrag thrown over his bare shoulder and clearly not prepared for her to arrive just yet.

“Baby?” He grinned, stressing the crinkles around his eyes when he looked down.

“Hey, Jungkook. Sorry I guess I’m a little early, I should have called first or something-” She blathered and fidgeted with the key chain attached to her small purse.

Jungkook shook his head and waved her forward “No, you’re good I was just finishing up dinner. Come in, make yourself comfortable.”

Baby nodded and followed Jungkook as he stepped backward then deeper into his apartment. She followed his lead and removed her shoes at the front door, thankful she’d chosen to wear socks today. “So you cook shirtless? That would make an interesting show.” Baby commented and took a seat at one of the bar stools pushed against the kitchen island.

“Ah, no,” Jungkook laughed and shook his head “I spilled some sauce on my shirt… I’m soaking it so it won’t stain.”

“Wow,” Baby whistled and rested her chin in her palm “He cooks and does his own laundry? What horrible personality trait are you making up for?”

Jungkook only snickered and shook his head again “Nuh-uh, I gotta give you something to look forward to right?” He accompanied his teasing quip with a wink that made Baby blush and duck her head. “Let’s talk about you, how was your day?”

“Uhm, pretty good!” She perked up, “Work was crazy, but the office is always busy on Fridays. I was really excited when you texted me, I was going to spend my night on my couch watching VH1 with a bucket of ice cream.”

Jungkook smiled and gave the sauce he was heating a small stir, “Now you get to spend it on my couch with a home-cooked meal- Taste this.”  He blew gently to cool down the sauce then held out the wooden spoon in his hand towards Baby’s lips “It’s bolognese.”

“Wow, that’s amazing.” Baby hummed, licking her lips “Did you really make that yourself?”

He nodded and lowered the temperature of the stove, “Made, bought. It’s all the same thing” Jungkook shrugged with a hearty laugh as he backed away from the stove.

“I don’t think that’s the same thing but I’ll let you cook Jungkook.”  Baby chuckled and shook her head.

“Well, I hope you’re hungry anyway,” he shrugged and reached forward for Baby’s hand, making her flinch and recoil her hand just slightly. “Sorry, I ju- I thought-”

“No, no you’re okay I feel a little weird about this.” She replied quickly “I’m not sure what the protocol…like are we just hanging out? Or is this, like, a date? I don’t know how I should behave.”

Jungkook exhaled and nodded as if he was coming to his own realization. He didn’t reply to Baby’s questions and the suspense of his silence made her regret being so open. It was just like her to ruin something with unnecessary speculation. From the corner of her eye Baby’s could see Jungkook removing the washrag from his shoulder and dropping it to the counter in front of where Baby sat. He crossed over the kitchen island and in a few brief steps he was standing in front of Baby. With his knees, he swiveled the bar stool so that her back was against the counter. He placed a hand on either side of her body and leaned in close until their faces were inches apart. His warm breath fanned over the slope of her nose and across her plump cheeks, transferring warm waves of heat throughout her body. His left hand danced delicately up her forearm until the pads of his fingers smoothed across her skin and pressed against Baby’s neck and pulled her forward into his lips.

They were rougher than Baby had imagined but that did not stop his kiss from being soft and gentle, almost shy. He kept his hands pressed against her neck and nestled by her side, not moving an inch even when Baby parted her lips and sucked on his bottom lip, hard enough to make him groan in a guttural way that sent jolts of arousal straight to her core. She expected to push him away, to make some small effort at backing down when he first swaggered over and Baby realized this man who was still practically a stranger was actually going to kiss her. But this was… fun. Simple and fun and satisfying in a way that Baby hadn’t felt in a long time.

When Jungkook pulled away he traced the outline of Baby’s lips with his thumb and gave her a playful smirk “Do we need to label anything? Let’s just have fun tonight.”

In hindsight, this should have been Baby’s first red flag, Jungkook’s refusal to give her an actual answer. The way he silenced her concerns with a kiss that, as satisfying as it was, did nothing to set a firm boundary on exactly what they were doing from that point on. All of this might have come to Baby’s attention if she hadn’t been so busy admiring the way Jungkook’s pectoral muscles seemed to gleam in the moonlight and the fact that he was still standing with his body slotted between her legs and his thumb massaging circles into her neck.

“I like fun.”

Baby had all intentions of simply getting to know Jungkook a little better when she came over. They’d watch a movie, eat something maybe make out a little, but that was as far as she planned to go. That was all before Jungkook kissed her lips, then leaned back in to kiss her neck and massage her thighs. It was in the midst of all this that Baby decided that ignoring her better judgement and fucking the man she had barely known for a week would be much more fun. She wasn’t sure exactly when they’d moved from the kitchen to Jungkook’s couch. Somewhere between the failed attempted at eating the dinner he had prepared and a conversation about what they could watch on Netflix; their bodies became intertwined in a heated embrace with Baby straddling Jungkook’s waist and his hands holding onto to her ass for dear life.

Yes, this was definitely the right choice, Baby reaffirmed as he stroked her. His heavy, rough hands palmed her, teased her, sent shivers down her spine as Jungkook seemed to inadvertently make up for every lonely, frustrated night Baby spent in her tiny apartment. He was seasoned and concise, each action committed with the sole purpose of making Baby sigh and moan his name again and again. She shuddered as his teeth nibbled her breast, her breath shaking inside her lungs. She shifted in position just slightly, allowing her supple bronzed legs to feel the tensed muscles that made her panties grow damp.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this” Baby sighed, feeling his fingertips gently explore her tender core. The feeling was much more intense than she remembered, having someone touch her in an such an intimate way. She was so wet, so hot and so eager to feel more than just his fingers gently caressing her folds. Jungkook chuckled, pulling his head up to look Baby in the eyes, his fingers never straying from her  pussy.

His fingers teased her before they moved underneath her dress to her hips, grabbing fistfuls of cotton. He pulled down the flimsy fabric, off her legs and over her feet, tossing the item to side and leaving her exposed before him, lean and achingly aroused. Baby watched as he hooked his thumbs into the elastic of his sweats, lowering them until his cock bobbed upwards against his abdomen. He moved quickly with a condom he seemed to pull out of thin air and sheathed himself before pulling Baby down to his lips once more.

“Are you going to let me fuck you, Baby?” He whispered, stealing the breath from her lungs. Baby’s eyes slid shut, and she arched forward, her toes curling as heat flushed throughout her body. She never dreamed she could be this aroused before. And then she felt his wide, firm hands on her hips, guiding and pulling her up and forward, until she felt him against her. She gazed down, watching his thick length hover beneath her, before Jungkook gently maneuvered her down onto him and touched her lips. Baby’s eyes fluttered, her thighs quaking as he pushed inside her eager cunt until their hips met.

Jungkook’s hands settled against her waist and on her hips, his teeth gritting as he looked down at where their bodies met. Her smooth brown skin glowed under the gleam of the moon, in such contrast to his much paler tone. He held her still, leaning back into the couch and watching her bite her lip as he eased in and out of her core. Her body rocked against him, her toes flexing and uncurling as she felt her wetness slip down her thighs and over Jungkook’s skin. Baby shut her eyes, her fingers digging deep into his shoulders in an attempt to hold back her rapidly approaching orgasm. She didn’t want to fall apart just yet, shaking and clenching him hard enough to maybe bring him over the edge with her.

Jungkook responded by nuzzling his nose against pulse before gingerly sinking his teeth into her skin. She groaned when his teeth bit down into her warm flesh, trying her best to keep her moans and whimpers quiet as his hips continued to thrust upwards inside her. Her head fell forward into the crook of his neck and she nipped at his neck as her hands moved upwards to lace into his hair.

She could barely catch her breath as he overwhelmed her with the sensations of his cock pumping into her, his hands groping her slender body and his tongue lapping at her neck to ease the pain.  “Fuck..” she moaned, her hips taking on a mind of their own and grinding down at a quicker pace against his.  “Jungkook… I can’t- I’m gonna come” she moaned breathlessly, her hips grinding down harshly.

His hips pistoned faster at her warning and Baby barely had seconds to adjust to the pace before she felt her tether on reality snap.  She whined sharply against his lips with each rough thrust, placing her forehead against his, her swollen clit throbbed against his slick shaft as her body ground into him. She gripped her hands tightly to the sides of his neck, meeting his eyes as her her body tensed and her orgasm erupted inside her, drenching every inch of his stiff length. She panted deeply against his lips, her heart slamming hard into her chest.

Jungkook stalled beneath her a few moments after, his mouth suckling on one of Baby’s nipples as he came,  groaning into her chest and smacking her bare ass with his large hands. She yelped and straightened her posture, the small jolt of pain bringing her back to her senses for the night. “I never do things like this…” Baby muttered with a slight laugh as she gently slid off Jungkook’s lap and onto his couch.

“There’s a first time for everything,” Jungkook answered as he already began removing the spent condom from his appendage and readjusting himself into his sweatpants. Without another word he stood to his feet and disposed of the garbage then returned to where Baby was still seated. Crouching down on his haunches, Jungkook smiled and curled his fingers around chin and brought her forward to his lips again “I had a really good time tonight, Baby.”

“So did I,” she replied, curling her fingers around his hand.

“We should get together again sometime… I ordered you an Uber it should be here in a few minutes so take your time getting dressed.” He spoke so sweetly and calmly that Baby hardly even noticed that he was effectively kicking her out in the middle of the night after they’d just had sex for the first time.

“Oh! Right, okay… thank you.” She replied while refitting her clothes to their proper position.

“I’d invite you to stay, but I have work tomorrow morning and… well you know how it is.”

“I get it,” Baby nodded “We just met, there’s no need to rush into anything.”

Jungkook nodded and stood up when Baby did, helping her with one of her buttons before pulling her into his body by her waist and kissing her on the lips “We really should do this again sometime. I’ll call you?”

Baby nodded, her mind still hazy with lust as Jungkook guided her towards the door and kissed her again once she was out into the hallway. She was just a few feet away from his doorway when the thought finally hit her that he was really allowing her to leave. Even going so far as to call a car for her just in case she got the idea of staying over. That thought had naturally never crossed her mind. Even if it was late, there was no way she was going to spend the night in the apartment of a man she barely knew. The audacity of him to escort her out like she had any intention of staying annoyed Baby, so much so that she almost contemplated turning around to tell Jungkook just that.

Then she could hear her name being called and when she finally turned around Jungkook was jogging behind her and waving her down. He paused to catch his breath once he was close enough and beckoned Baby closer and closer until they were barely a few inches apart. Jungkook leaned down slowly and intentionally as if he was going to kiss her again but instead he leaned past her mouth and brushed his lips against her shell of her ear “You forgot something…” He accompanied his words with the action of slipping something into the top of Baby’s purse before pressing his lips against her cheek and heading back towards his apartment. Her brow furrowed for a moment until she reached into her purse and felt the familiar cotton fabric of her underwear becoming entangled in her fingers. Baby groaned and buried her face in the palms of her hands, her cheeks glowing with embarrassment.

This was not a mistake she planned on making again.

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